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 ï>¿Sara's Sexual Conditioning byDaphne123Â(C)

   Sara's Sexual Conditioning Pt.  01

   Sara's entire body tensed as she felt his hands glide slowly up her
beautiful dancer's legs towards the bottom of her skirt.  As a college
freshman, Sara had been trying to make new friends by going to parties and
getting to know other students.  Tonight, she had gone with a group of
other freshmen girls to a fraternity house hoping to meet some people.

   Now, Sara was in a stranger's bedroom on her back, only partially aware
of what was being done to her.  She vaguely remembered being curled up on a
sofa with her shoes off sitting between two cute guys she had met that
evening.  After some playful flirting and a few drinks, Sara took turns
making out with both of the guys.  It had been really turning her on, but
when one of the guys slid his hand up her skirt and the other one
unbuttoned the top button on her dress, Sara suddenly realized she was
getting in over her head.  She recalled trying to resist as one hand began
stroking her pussy through her panties while the other undid a second
button on the top of her dress and slid inside to touch her perky young
tits.

   It was then she realized she was getting very drowsy.  As the teenager
began falling further into unconsciousness, she felt herself being lifted
off the couch and carried into a back room by the two guys who then placed
her on a mattress.

   In a dreamlike state, Sara began to wonder if they had slipped something
in her punch.  Her mind still clouded, she was barely aware of one of the
guys taking her by the wrists and pinning them above her head while the
other began undoing the large buttons that went all the way down the front
of her royal blue dress.  From the low cut top to the bottom of the knee
length skirt, Sara felt each of the buttons being undone and her dress
being slid off her beautiful nineteen-year-old figure as the fraternity guy
unwrapped her like a present.

   Sara had always appeared confident on the outside, but in truth, she was
somewhat shy, sensitive, and very self-conscious in new situations.  Her
eyes were amazingly blue and innocent, her silky brunette hair came down to
her shoulders, and her lips were the kind that you could just spend hours
kissing.

   Sara's legs were absolutely gorgeous.  As a performing arts major, she
had been involved in all types of dance her entire life.  From ballet to
freestyle, Sara was born to express herself through dance, and she had the
most perfectly toned legs to prove it.

   Sara didn't know it yet, but those legs were about to be spread wide
open.

   The stranger unhooked the front closure of Sara's white lace bra,
freeing her beautiful, perky mounds.  Her breasts rose and fell as the
college girl's steady breathing betrayed a lack of awareness of what was
happening to her.

   "Dayum," he said, admiring Sara's perfect body as she stirred, only
partly aware of her situation.  "She is gorgeous."

   Sara's clouded mind tried to tell her that something was wrong, but as
she felt her white lace panties being slid down her innocent body, her
pussy flooded in preparation for what she subconsciously knew was coming.

   "Oh..." Sara shivered as she felt her beautiful legs being spread apart
by the fraternity guy who was about to fuck her without permission.  As a
dancer, Sara's legs were very flexible.  She was used to holding splits and
could spread her legs very wide.

   "Wow, just look at this," he said, spreading Sara's legs into a mid-air
split, her pussy completely exposed to the world and throbbing as if it was
begging to be fucked.

   Unable to think clearly, Sara tried to resist, but her muscles wouldn't
respond.  Her perky breasts rose and fell with each nervous breath as she
felt the stranger's hard cock touch the entrance to her pussy.

   For a brief moment, Sara's head cleared.  "Ohmygod..." she thought to
herself.  "He's going to rape me!"

   Sara tried to struggle but her wrists were well pinned by the other
stranger.  She had only been fucked once before in high school, and it
hardly lasted long enough to count.

   This was very different.

   Sara felt like a virgin about to be defiled and there was nothing she
could do to stop it.  The college girl could only wait helplessly as she
felt the walls of her labia being parted by the guy's cock as it slowly
glided its way inside her.

   "This can't be happening...this can't be happening..." Sara repeated
over and over in her mind as the unwanted shaft tunneled deeper and deeper
into her young pussy.

   Her young, WET pussy.

   "Ohgod no...why am I wet?  I can't WANT this!" Sara thought to herself
as she felt the walls of her pussy expand to allow the invading cock to
push all the way into her.  His shaft was much larger than the one that had
fucked her briefly back in high school.

   "Ohgod, he's inside me!" Sara realized as her mind started to cloud
again.  She was only partially aware that the large cock violating her
pussy had begun to pump back and forth in quick tiny thrusts.

   The teenager drifted in and out of reality, her body shifting on the bed
with each thrust inside her warm, moist depths.  Sara was being fucked
without her consent.  She was helpless, alone, and being raped by someone
she had met just a few hours ago.  It was the most vulnerable she had ever
felt in her life.

   Yet, mixed with feelings of shame came something else.  Something Sara
would never have expected to experience while being forcefully
taken...pleasure.

   "Wow, her pussy is soaked," the guy fucking Sara said to his friend
holding her down.  "This girl wants it bad."

   With each pump of her rapist's throbbing cock inside her, Sara felt
lances of sexual pleasure fire through her entire body.  She gasped each
time she felt him thrust his shaft invasively into her love canal.  Her
pussy seemed to welcome the defilement, caressing his shaft firmly from all
sides and bathing his cock in her warm, wet, and unresisting womb.

   "Dayum, Sara," he said, more to himself than to her.  "Your pussy is a
perfect fit."

   As Sara drifted in and out of consciousness, her body was slowly and
steadily ravaged by the stranger for what seemed like an eternity.  Waves
of pleasure mixed with feelings of shame washed over Sara's perfect body as
she was being taken against her will.  Even if she could have regained her
senses enough to fight back, her wrists were pinned above her head by
another stranger and her legs were being held wide open by the guy who was
fucking her.

   "Oh fuck, Sara..." she finally heard him whisper as his thrusts picked
up speed.  "Your...pussy is...  fucking amazing.  I'm...going...UM!!...to
come inside you."

   Sara shook her head.  "No...please..." she managed to breathlessly say
the words, struggling against the other guy that was holding her wrists
down above her head.  "Please!  Don't make me pregnant!"

   Ignoring her pleas, the stranger began fucking Sara at full speed,
pumping into her pussy as she lay there helpless underneath him.

   "Um...unh...no...no...ohgod no...please..." Sara didn't know if she was
actually saying the words or if they were just in her mind.  She did,
however, feel her body shift on the bed with each thrust of the fraternity
boy's cock.  The cock that was violating her.  Fucking her.  Raping her.

   "No...nuhh...ohgod that feels so...good..." Sara was taken aback as the
thought went through her mind.  "Good?  No, it can't feel good...UM!...I'm
being raped.  Ahhh!!  Why does it feel good?"

   Sara's hips began thrusting upward as her cunt was pounded relentlessly.

   "Dayum, Sara," said the guy holding her down as he watched her pump her
pussy onto his friend's shaft.  "You are really getting into this, aren't
you?"

   "No...please..." Sara weakly shook her head, but she could also feel an
orgasm building deep within her.

   "Ohgod, no!" Sara screamed inside her mind as her g-spot was stroked
relentlessly by the fast thrusts of the cock violating her.  "I can't be
coming.  I can't be enjoying this!  I can't..."

   Slamming his large cock all the way into Sara's pussy, he unloaded his
liquid deep inside her unprotected womb.

   "Ohgod!!" Sarah cried out in her mind as her body reared up in tension,
her entire world crashing down as orgasm took her.  She felt the warmth of
his liquid spreading inside her as the walls of her pussy gripped tightly
around his shaft, milking him for every last drop.  It was as if her pussy
had wanted to be defiled.

   "Noooooo..." When it was over, Sara's head fell back defeated.  She felt
violated, degraded, and worst of all, a sense of shame that throughout the
experience she had actually felt pleasure.  Being raped was a traumatic
experience, it wasn't supposed to feel good...and yet, it was the most
intense orgasm she had ever had in her life.

   "How is this possible?" Sara thought in disbelief.  "How could I
possibly have enjoyed that?" In her partially aware state, she didn't
notice that her two captors had switched places...until it was too late.

   "Ohgod...no!  No, please!" Sara struggled as best she could as the other
fraternity guy moved between her legs and lined his cock up with her
already violated pussy.

   Sara closed her eyes and braced herself as she was about to be defiled a
second time.

   "Ohgod...not again..." Sara began drifting in and out of consciousness
once again as she felt the other stranger's cock begin to tunnel inside her
pussy.  Before she knew it, Sara's second rape had begun.

   ***

   "That was five years ago, Doctor Boone," Sara confided to her therapist
while laying back on the couch in his office.  "I still think about it."

   "That's normal, Sara." Dr.  Boone assured his patient, writing down some
notes on a pad.  "It was a very traumatic experience for you.  These things
take time to emotionally heal."

   "I know, but..." Sara moistened her lips and replied hesitantly.  "I
don't still think about it because it was traumatic." Sara's voice lowered
to a whisper.  "I think about it because it felt good."

   Dr.  Boone raised an eyebrow.  "You mean you wanted to be raped?"

   "No," Sara was quick to answer.  "As I was being raped, though, it felt
amazing.  I actually came several times...really hard.  I was so turned on
at the thought of being taken without my permission.  I enjoyed struggling
against both guys as they held me down and took advantage of me.  It was so
hot knowing that they were pounding into me while I was barely conscious,
and that I couldn't do anything to stop them.  Certainly, THAT'S not
normal."

   Dr.  Boone tapped his pen on his pad.  "I'll admit it is unusual, but
many women have a so called 'rape fantasy' where they are taken against
their will."

   "Really?" Sara's eyes brightened, relieved that she wasn't totally
crazy.

   "Sure," Dr.  Boone replied.  "Most women, however, don't actually want
the fantasy to come true."

   Sara was silent for a moment, wondering if she was ready to admit what
she was about to say.

   "But..." Sara's voice was as soft as a whisper.  "What if
I...actually...did...want it to come true?"

   For the first time in his career, Dr.  Boone was speechless, not only
from hearing Sara's confession, but because he noticed how hard his cock
was.

   Afraid she had said too much, Sara began to cry and lowered her head
into her hands.

   "I'm really messed up," Sara said more to herself than to her therapist.

   "Hey, hey, shhhhh..." Dr.  Boone quickly consoled his patient.  "It's
totally fine.  I think I can help."

   Sara looked up at Dr.  Boone with her beautiful blue eyes.  "How?"

   Dr.  Boone spoke softly.  "What if I could take away the guilt and shame
you feel when someone forces you to have sex without your consent?"

   Sara's mouth fell open as she listened carefully.

   "I can make your non-consensual encounters feel just as amazing as they
did five years ago but without the emotional trauma."

   Sara couldn't believe what she was hearing.

   "You mean you could actually condition me to enjoy being raped?" Sara
asked hesitantly.

   "To an extent, yes," Dr.  Boone replied.  "I could make the conditioning
such that it would only work with people you find sexually attractive and
know would have no intention of harming you physically."

   This time, it was Sara who was speechless.

   "That way, if a stranger ever tried to molest or harm you then you would
be able to fight back."

   Her mouth still gaping, Sara finally found her voice.  "That is the most
twisted thing I've ever heard."

   Dr.  Boone shrugged.  "Your choice.  Think about it, and call me if you
decide to schedule a conditioning session."

   Her mind blown, Sara stood up and shook Doctor Boone's hand before
heading out the door without saying another word.

   The drive home was just as quiet.  Sara didn't listen to the radio, use
her mobile, or even wave to the neighbors as she drove down her street. 
She couldn't think about anything else.  Did she really enjoy being raped
five years ago?  Did she really want to experience that feeling again? 
Could she even be conditioned to reject the guilt and shame she felt?  How
was that even possible?

   "Too many questions to think about." Sara thought to herself as she
unlocked the door to her small rustic cabin style house.  Tossing her purse
and keys on the table, Sara hurried to her bedroom and closed the door. 
Even though she lived alone, she needed the isolation to think.

   Sara threw herself on the bed and laid face down on her soft silk
sheets, her head resting gently on her pillow.

   Sara wasn't sure why, but the tears came anyway.

   "What is wrong with me?" Sara thought to herself as she replayed the
events from five years ago in her mind.  "Did I like what they had forced
me to do?  Deep down, did I really enjoy being helpless, held down, and
raped...twice?"

   Without realizing it, Sara's hand glided down between her legs.

   "Is it okay to enjoy being raped by two guys who I thought were really
attractive?"

   Sarah unsnapped and unzipped her jeans, making room for her hand to be
able to slip inside her panties.

   "Did it feel good to be held down...have my legs spread wide...and have
a cock slide into me knowing I couldn't do anything to stop it?"

   Sara found her clitoris and began masturbating gently with tiny little
circular motions of her hand.

   "Oh..." Sara let a soft gasp of pleasure escape her lips as she teased
the most sensitive part of her beautiful body.

   "What if one of them...or both of them were here now?" Sara wasn't sure
if she was still trying to analyze what had happened to her or just wanting
to make herself come.

   "Would I want them to rape me again?"

   Sara's lovely rear was jerking from side to side and her hips were
giving little pumps as the young girl's pussy began to get really wet.

   "Oh...ohh...ohhh...ohhhh..." Sara closed her eyes tight and thrust her
hips into the mattress as she pleasured her sensitive, erect clit with her
fingertips.  Wanting more, Sara slipped her other hand into her panties and
slid two fingers inside her very wet pussy.

   "OOHHH!!" Sara cried out as she quickly found her g-spot and began
gliding her fingers across it over and over again, all while her other hand
continued to wank her clit.

   "Ohgod..." Sara moaned to herself as her hands worked faster and faster.

   "Oh fuck, I'm going to come..." she screamed in her mind.

   Sara felt ashamed that all she could think about was being taken against
her will by those two college guys five years ago, and how amazing it
felt...

   ...and as she came hard, her body locking in tension, her head rising
off the pillow, and her mouth open in a scream with no sound, Sara only
knew that she wanted to be fucked that way again.

   "Oooooooo...Ohhhh!!  Ohhhhh!!  OHHHH!!" Sara finally found her voice,
squealing in high-pitched yelps each time her body jerked from powerfully
intense jolts of orgasmic pleasure.

   "OHGOD!!  OHGOD!!  OHGOD!!" Sara kept going, continuing to masturbate
through another powerful climax and forcing a second wonderful orgasm out
of her pussy.

   Finally, as the waves of pleasure began to subside, Sara's body relaxed
onto the soft bed and smooth silk sheets.

   "Mmmmmmm..." the young girl sighed with contentment as she took several
long deep breaths.

   Sara's mind began to clear from the post-orgasmic euphoria.  Rolling
over onto her back and staring up at the ceiling, she reached for her
phone.

   Sara only partially noticed that as she was dialing the number with one
hand, the other had slipped back into her panties and was gently rubbing
her clit again.

   "Hi, this is Sara..." she said into the phone when Dr.  Boone answered.

   "Hello, Sara, is there anything I can do for you?"

   Moistening her lips, Sara's voice was almost trembling as she spoke just
one word softly into the phone...

   "Yes."



   Sara's Sexual Conditioning Pt.  02

   "Doctor Boone?" Sara asked softly, knocking on his office door.

   "Yes, Sara," came his calm voice.  "Come in."

   Sara glided inside her therapist's consulting office and closed the
door, her black high heels silent as she stepped onto the carpet.

   Sara worked at a digital marketing company specializing in webpage
design and online purchasing.  At age 24, Sara was moving up in the company
fairly quickly for two reasons: she was very good at her job and she was
scorching hot.

   Sara's beautiful dirty blonde hair was very soft and came down to her
shoulders.  Her eyes were amazingly blue and stared hypnotically through a
pair of thin-rimmed glasses.  Her lips were soft and full, perfect for
kissing, and her voice had a melodious, almost childlike tone to it.

   Sara's dark secret though, was that she had been raped five years ago by
two college guys during her freshman year.  She had felt all the shame and
guilt that came with such a traumatic experience.  To her dismay though,
Sara realized she had also enjoyed it.

   Now, her therapist had offered Sara a way for her to experience her rape
fantasies without guilt, shame, or danger.  It was the most bizarre idea
Sara had ever heard, but over the past few days, she found herself
considering it.

   Now, here she was in her therapist's office, getting ready to turn her
darkest fantasy into reality.  At least she felt comfortable confiding in
Doctor Boone.  He was always really sweet and compassionate, not to mention
cute.  She had thought so when she first saw him several months ago.

   It took a little while at home to decide what outfit to put on today. 
After all, what does one wear to a "sexual conditioning session" as Doctor
Boone had referred to it?

   Sara chose a breezy, thin fabric, one-piece, black top and pants with a
lovely peach and white floral print.  The top had short puffy sleeves and
her shoulders were completely bare.  The pants came down to her ankles and
had a cloth belt around her waist tied in a bow.  Her black high heels and
black-rimmed glasses added extra sophistication to her look.

   "Have a seat on the couch, Sara." Doctor Boone gestured towards his
small sofa that was more like a love seat than a full couch.

   Sara walked over to the sofa and sat down, her perky breasts bouncing
freely under her shoulderless top.  She was hesitant, even a little
nervous, but she reminded herself that this was something she wanted to do.

   Doctor Boone handed Sara a clipboard with a document and pen attached.
"If you will just sign this waiver consenting to the conditioning session."

   Sara moistened her lips as she read over the form.  Peering at Doctor
Boone over the top of her glasses.

   "Are you sure this is going to work?" Sara asked softly.

   "If you commit to it, yes," Doctor Boone replied.  "I'm not going to lie
to you though.  It's going to require you to do some very intimate things
in front of me, and if you resist the treatment then it won't work.  You
have to want it."

   Sara took a deep breath and signed the waiver.

   "I want it." Sara handed the form back to Doctor Boone.

   "Okay then," Doctor Boone said, placing the form on his desk and sitting
down in a chair across from Sara.  "Just try and relax."

   Over the next half hour, Doctor Boone gradually put Sara into a
dream-like state of semi-consciousness, her eyes now closed and her mind
now open to hypnotic suggestion.

   "Sara," Doctor Boone said softly.  "Can you still hear me?"

   Sara nodded, her head lowered.

   "I want you to go back in your mind to your freshman year in college."

   Sara nodded again.

   "You are at a fraternity house party, being carried into a bedroom and
placed on a mattress by two college guys."

   Sara moistened her lips nervously.

   "One is pinning your wrists to the mattress above your head.  The other
is unbuttoning your dress."

   "Um hmm," Sara breathed deeply, her braless mounds rising and falling in
her bare shoulder top.

   "Tell me what happened next," Doctor Boone instructed.

   Sara shifted uncomfortably as she spoke.  "He...he took off my dress
while his friend held me down."

   "Then what, Sara?"

   The young girl moistened her lips again.  "He unhooked the clasp of my
bra..."

   "From the back?"

   "No," Sara's innocent voice answered.  "It was a front-closure bra."

   "Show me," Doctor Boone ordered.

   Reliving her experience, Sara put her hands between her breasts and
mimed unhooking her bra.  Then, placing her hands on her actual
bare-shoulder top, Sara slowly pushed it down to her waist, allowing her
perfectly perky breasts to spill out and bounce freely.

   Doctor Boone stared at his patient's young beautiful tits as they were
displayed for him.  They were even more perfect than he had imagined.  He
watched in awe as Sara's breasts rose and feel hypnotically with her deep
breathing, her erect nipples making their presence known.

   Boone sighed wistfully.  He knew resisting the temptation to take
advantage of this situation was going to be tough, but actually seeing
Sara's marvelous breasts was testing the limits of his self-control.

   "What...did you feel at the time?" Boone asked, trying to regain his
professionalism.

   "I...felt...helpless." Sara said softly.  "He was taking off my clothes
and I couldn't stop him."

   "What happened next?"

   Sara gently bit her lower lip.  "He...slid my panties down my legs and
took them off."

   Doctor Boone's cock was as hard as steel.

   "Show me."

   Sara nodded and untied her cloth belt.  Then, shifting her hips from
side to side, she pushed the rest of her outfit down past her waist.  As
she reached her hips, Sara slid her black satin panties over the curves of
her shapely ass and down her legs with the rest of her outfit, tossing them
both aside.

   "Mygod," Doctor Boone couldn't help saying out loud as he took in the
vision before him.  His patient, Sara was on his office couch completely
nude except for her black heels and black-rimmed glasses while she was
sub-consciously reenacting her rape.

   "Then," Sara continued, "he spread my legs as wide as they would go."

   Boone almost choked on his own words.  "Please, show me..."

   Sara leaned back on the love seat, lifted her shapely dancer's legs in
the air, and spread them wide into the same mid-air split she had been
forced into five years ago.

   Doctor Boone's mouth fell open as his patient revealed the most intimate
places on her body to him.  Sara's little pussy was smooth and beautiful.
It looked so innocent and delicate.  If he didn't know about Sara's rape,
he might have thought that she was a virgin.  He could tell though just by
looking how turned on she was.  Sara's nipples were as hard as drill bits,
and her pussy lips were throbbing.

   "How did you feel as he spread your legs?" Doctor Boone asked.

   "Scared," Sara admitted.  "I realized that he was getting ready to rape
me."

   "You couldn't fight back?"

   "No," Sara continued, raising her arms above her head.  "My wrists were
being held down by the other guy."

   Doctor Boone stood up and slowly walked over to his unbelievably hot
patient.  Picking up her cloth belt, he took Sara's arms one at a time and
began tying the cloth around her wrists, he secured Sara to the back of the
sofa to simulate her memory of being held down.

   "You couldn't move your arms?" Boone asked.

   "No," Sara pouted.

   "You couldn't close your legs either?"

   "No..." Sara started to well up with tears.  "He held them apart while
he raped me."

   With a deep breath, Doctor Boone knelt down in front of Sara, placing
his hands firmly on the young woman's inner thighs.

   "Like this?" Boone's question was almost a whisper.

   Sara nodded her head quickly as the tears started to flow.  "Yes."

   Boone swallowed hard, Sara's moist, throbbing, and tight pussy only
inches from him.

   "What did you feel then?"

   Sara's voice cracked.  "I...felt...so...vulnerable.  When his cock
touched my labia I felt so powerless.  I couldn't stop him."

   Boone could see that Sara's clit was erect and throbbing.

   "He pushed slowly into me..."

   The therapist's cock twitched when he saw Sara's hips start to make tiny
little thrusts back and forth as if she were being violated.

   "He was raping me...I felt so ashamed."

   "What else, Sara?" Boone tried to go deeper into her thoughts.

   "No...please," Sara sobbed, her hips pumping over and over.

   "What else did you feel, Sara?"

   "No...it's too embarrassing to admit."

   "Sara," Boone said firmly.  "You have to confront this. 
What...else...did...you...feel?"

   Sara's hips began pumping harder as if she were being fucked, her
gorgeous breasts bouncing up and down with each thrust.

   "I...felt...PLEASURE!  Ohgod!  It felt so GOOD!"

   Unable to stop himself, Boone moved his head between Sara's legs and
slowly licked her clit...just once.

   "OHGODYES!" Sara's hips were shaking, desperately searching for whatever
had just touched her clit and given her that pleasure.

   "Did you want more, Sara?" the therapist asked.

   Sara nodded quickly as her voice trembled.  "Yes.  I was being
raped...but I wanted more.  I wanted that pleasure so badly."

   "Like this?" Doctor Boone immediately went down on Sara's pussy, lapping
away at her cunt like an excited puppy.

   Sara's entire body locked in tension.  "YES!!  OHGODYES!!  FUCK ME!! 
FUCK MEEEEEEE!!"

   Boone began going wild on Sara's gorgeous young pussy.  He licked and
sucked relentlessly, lapping at her labia, and swirling his tongue in
circles around her erect clit.

   "OHGOD HE'S RAPING ME!" Sara was in another world.  A world where she
was being taken against her will, and at the same time, in the throes of
almost unbearable pleasure.

   "I'M COMING!!  OHGOD I'M COMING!!" Sara screamed as she was about to be
pushed over the edge, her hair flying wildly as she threw her head back and
cried out at the ceiling.

   "And freeze!" Doctor Boone ordered, snapping his fingers.

   Sara's body immediately froze in position mere seconds before she would
have exploded in orgasm.  Her head lay back, pulling on the cloth belt
binding her wrists above her.  Sara's amazing breasts thrust forward as her
back arched in tension.  Her mouth was open and her eyes were closed tight
in the most amazing sexual ecstasy.

   "Sara," Doctor Boone said softly.  "Your body is frozen and cannot move
until I snap my fingers again.  Your mind can still hear me though, and you
can answer my questions.  Do you understand?"

   Sara's voice was trembling, fighting for an orgasm that was both seconds
and an eternity away.  "Y-yes."

   "I've frozen you at this level of arousal so that I can condition you to
achieve it again instantly...under certain circumstances."

   "Ohgod..." Sara's child-like voice sounded so vulnerable. 
"What...circumstances?"

   "First, whenever you consent to having sexual contact with anyone, your
body will behave as normal," Doctor Boone explained.

   "Second, if you are sexually assaulted by someone who means to harm you,
your body will also behave as normal and allow you to resist."

   Sara waited nervously to hear Boone's next instruction, her aroused body
wanting to come so desperately bad.

   "However, if someone you find sexually attractive tries to rape you by
fucking your mouth, your pussy, or your ass, AND that person has no
intention of causing any physical harm to you, your body will immediately
go to this level of arousal and remain there until that person comes inside
you."

   "Ohmygod..." Sara's tears started to flow again.  "You are really doing
this to me, aren't you?"

   "Yes, I am." Doctor Boone continued.  "Further, if someone you find
attractive gropes your breasts, grabs your ass, or strokes your pussy
without your permission, your nipples and your clitoris will instantly
become erect and quadruple in sensitivity until your molestor is finished
raping you."

   "Ohgod...please no..." Sara had only half-believed that what Boone was
doing to her was actually possible.  As she lay on the loveseat wearing
only her glasses and heels, her legs spread wide, her wrists bound above
her head, and her body frozen mere seconds from a massive orgasm, the young
woman began to realize that this was not only possible, but was definitely
going to happen.

   Doctor Boone placed his right hand gently between Sara's legs, causing
her to give a high-pitched girly yelp.

   "Doctor Boone!" Sara panicked as she felt the lips of her pussy entrance
being parted by her therapist.  "What are you doing?  Ahhh!"

   Without answering, Boone inserted two fingers inside Sara's warm wet
pussy and began to finger blast her cunt.

   "OOOHHHH!!" Sara flung her hair back as her therapist's hand went into
overdrive, his fingers moving across her g-spot so fast it felt like a
jackhammer was inside her.

   "OH FUCK!!" Sara cried out from the sexual torture.

   "Now Sara," Boone continued.  "When you are being fucked in your pussy
without your consent, and your rapist is pumping his cock inside you, your
g-spot will become so sensitive that you will experience waves of multiple
orgasms that will not let up until he comes inside your pussy."

   "OHGOD!  NO...PLEASE!!  AAAAHHHH!!"

   "Most importantly, you will not feel shame as you are being raped."
Boone continued.

   "UNNNNHHH!!" Sara cried out both in pleasure and torture.

   "You will enjoy being taken against your will."

   "Ohgod no!  Please!" Sara begged.

   "The more you say 'no', the more pleasurable it will become."

   "UUUNNNNHHHHH!!" Sara's entire body began to shake. 
"You're...forcing...me...ohgod...to...enjoy...my...rape."

   "Yes, Sara..." Boone's fingers began pumping into his patient's cunt so
fast that they looked blurry.  "That is exactly what I am doing.  Are you
ready to come now, Sara?"

   "YES!!  OH, FUCK YES!!  PLEASE!!" Sara cried out in absolute agony.

   Boone snapped his fingers.  "Unfreeze."

   "OOOHHHGGOOODDD!!" Sara came hard, her pussy muscles clamping down on
Boone's fingers in a vice-like grip, rocketing Sara to a new level of
pleasure she had never felt before.  She pulled on the restraints binding
her wrists above her as every muscle in Sara's gorgeous body contracted in
tension and then released as orgasm took her.

   "OOOOHHHFFUUUUUCCKKK!!" Sara's screams were exquisite to hear, her pussy
beginning to squirt onto Dr.  Boone's hand as he hooked his fingers and
relentlessly tortured her g-spot."

   "NO MORE!" Sara cried out.  "PLEASE NO MORE!!  OHGOD!!"

   Dr.  Boone didn't stop, continuing to torture Sara's most sensitive spot
over and over again as fast as he could.  With his other hand, he began
stroking Sara's clit in rapid circular movements.

   "OH NO!!  OHGOD PLEASE NO!!" Sara screamed as her pussy gushed liquid
onto her doctor's hand, the couch, the floor, everywhere.  The pleasure,
torture, and agony soared to new heights each time Sara had said 'no'.

   "OH NO!!  AHH!!  PLEASE STOP!!  NO!!  AHHHHH!!  NO PLEASE!!"

   The sight was almost surreal as Sara begged for an end to the sexual
torture, her legs spread, her wrists bound, her screams deafening, and her
cunt gushing everywhere.  Her body had become an orgasm machine with no off
switch.  A woman now sexually conditioned to enjoy being raped without
guilt, shame, or fear.

   Finally, Dr.  Boone stopped, pulling his hand out of Sara's cunt.

   "OHHHHGGOOOOODDDD!!" Sara collapsed in exhaustion and relief that the
torture was finally over, her body convulsing in orgasmic aftershocks and
her breasts heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.

   Doctor Boone knew he should have stopped right then.  It would be wrong
to do anything else to his patient.  So wrong...

   But one more look at his smoking hot patient's quivering pussy made
Doctor Boone surrender to temptation.

   "Sara," Boone whispered as he began undoing his trousers.  "I just have
one more thing to ask you."

   Sara waited for the question that she felt was coming.

   "Do you find me sexually attractive?" He asked pulling his cock out of
his trousers.

   Sara hesitated, her mind clouded from coming so much.  She knew Doctor
Boone was about to rape her, and if she was truthful about finding her
therapist attractive, there was nothing she could do to stop it.

   Trembling with anticipation, Sara moistened her quivering lips, and
nodded.

   "Yes," she said with a pouty voice.

   "I thought as much," the therapist said mounting his gorgeous patient,
lining up his cock with the entrance to her sopping wet pussy.

   "Doctor Boone!" Sara cried out as she felt the head of his cock press
between her pussy lips.  "What are you doing!?!?!?  NO!!"

   The walls of Sara's pussy gave way as Boone's shaft entered her.

   "OH NO!!  PLEASE NO!!" Sara's entire body thrashed about as her cunt was
being violated.  Her over sensitive clit was pulsating, her nipples were
beautifully erect, and her tussled hair flew about her bare shoulders.

   Finally, Doctor Boone's cock came to rest fully inside his patient's wet
depths.

   "Please..." Sara begged in desperation.  "Please, don't rape me."

   Doctor Boone didn't answer, he simply started fucking.

   "NO!!" Sara cried out.  "NO!!  PLEASE!!  DON'T RAPE ME...PLEASE!!"

   With every "no" from Sara, her pussy contracted around Doctor Boone's
cock, sending massive jolts of pleasure through both of them.

   "OH FUCK!!  NO!!  NO!!  NO PLEASE!!" To Sara's astonishment, she
realized that her protests were what was causing this amazing flood of
sexual ecstasy.  The treatment had worked.  Doctor Boone had successfully
conditioned Sara to enjoy her rape.

   "OHGOD!!  OH FUCK!!  I'M COMING SO HARD!!" Sara cried out to the ceiling
as her pussy began to squirt again with each contraction of her cunt.  Her
g-spot was so sensitive that every stroke across it sent the young woman
into another climax.

   "It's time to come inside you, Sara." Doctor Boone took hold of Sara's
perky breasts and squeezed them tight as his cock began pumping her at full
speed.

   "OHGOD!!  NO!!  PLEASE STOP!!  AAHHHHH!!  NO!!" Sara's hips began
pumping back and forth on their own, fucking her rapist as liquid began
gushing from her pussy again.

   As Boone hammered his patient with his powerful shaft, he felt Sara's
gorgeous dancer's legs wrapping around his back and pulling him towards
her, slamming his cock deep into her pussy.

   When Sara's cunt clamped down on Boone's cock like a vice, they both
screamed.

   "AAAAAHHHHHHH!!" Sara's powerful legs held Boone's pulsating member
inside her as it unloaded deep in her womb.

   "OHGOD!!  OHGOD!!" Sara cried out as her pussy accepted his liquid, the
young woman's gorgeous body being defiled by her own therapist.

   "OOHHH!!  OOOHHHH!!  OOOOHHHHH!!" Sara's entire body trembled and
twitched as the little earthquakes of pleasure overwhelmed her.

   Doctor Boone leaned in to kiss Sara hard and deep.

   "Uuuuummmmm!!" Sara sighed in pleasure through their embrace as she
shamelessly kissed her therapist back, her hips giving little pumps as if
she were trying to squeeze every last remnant of pleasure out of him.

   Out of the corner of her eye, Sara saw the nameplate on Boone's desk
that read: "Doctor Boone, therapist."

   For a moment, she could have sworn that it read: "Doctor Boone, the
rapist".

   "Ohgod," Sara finally broke their kiss and whispered into Boone's ear.
"I've never come that hard before.  It was unbelievable.  Please...make me
feel that way again."

   "You will, Sara," Boone replied, standing up as he began to untie Sara's
wrists.  "Every time someone you find attractive tries to force you to
fuck."

   Sara swallowed hard.

   When Doctor Boone untied the cloth belt binding Sara's wrists above her,
she collapsed onto the couch in a withering heap, completely unable to will
herself to move.

   Her hair tussled and her body sore from the forced fucking, Sara finally
managed to raise her head, her beautiful blue eyes welling up as she looked
submissively at her therapist.

   "Thank you."



   Sara's Sexual Conditioning Pt.  03

   The winter season was quickly approaching, and for Sara, that meant
ballet rehearsals.

   Lots of them.

   Sara had always been involved with dancing, and, as a performing arts
student in college, she took part in several productions.  Now, even though
her career was in digital marketing, Sara always took part in community
ballet and dance companies.

   This winter, Sara was dancing for the local company's production of
Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker ballet.  She always loved doing this particular
ballet, because it meant she got to work with Mark.

   Mark was tall, slim, and very toned with piercing blue eyes that could
make girls melt with one glance.  In addition, he was a heck of a dancer,
able to be graceful but still very masculine.

   Sara particularly loved the duets that she and Mark did together during
the ballet.  There were so many times that he had his soft hands on her
hips or around her waist.  She could feel his touch through her thin,
form-fitting costume, and it always made her tingle.

   Then there were the lifts.

   Sara loved to be lifted by Mark.  She felt like she was flying with his
strong hands supporting her.  She got lost in the sensation of being swept
away by this strong, handsome, artistic man.

   Whenever they made eye contact, Sara would always give Mark a slight
smile while trying to communicate with her pleading blue eyes just how much
she wanted to be more than friends.

   Sara hadn't told Doctor Boone about Mark, and she certainly didn't tell
Mark about her rape fantasies or her sexual conditioning.  It was just too
risky.  She did, however, promise herself that she would tell Mark how she
felt about him, and opening night was as good a time as any.

   Sara had agreed to meet Mark at the theatre earlier that afternoon to go
over a few last minute details of their routines.  Sara was in the
rehearsal studio room tying her ballet shoes.  The winter theme of the
program meant that Sara was dressed in mostly white, her outfit perfectly
designed to accentuate her feminine features.  The top was shimmery white
satin with a light blue and silver sequin design on the front that
resembled snowflakes.  Her arms were bare except for the thin straps on her
shoulders.  The tutu was also white with light blue and silver trim, and
her shapely dancer's legs looked amazing in her smooth white hose.  Her
shimmery white ballet slippers completed the costume and made Sara look as
pure as the winter snow.

   As Mark approached the door to the studio, he saw Sara perched on a desk
in her full costume lacing up her ballet shoes.  Her legs looked
unbelievably sexy in the all white hose and short tutu which revealed her
toned dancer's legs all the way up to her cute rear.

   Mark had not seen Sara in full costume during rehearsals, and the sight
of his dance partner in her figure-hugging outfit made him stop in his
tracks.

   "W-wow..." Mark whispered to himself.

   Sara hopped off the desk and walked over to the ballet barre to begin
her stretching routine.  Mark almost knocked to ask if Sara was ready, but
realizing that she didn't see him looking through the small window on the
door, he decided to watch discretely.

   Sara was facing away from the door and was totally oblivious to Mark's
presence outside.  Placing her shapely legs one at a time on the barre,
Sara leaned over to stretch her gorgeously toned dancer's legs.  The
position gave Mark a wonderful view of Sara's amazing rear under her tutu
as the bottom of her costume rode up her ass.  He wanted nothing more right
then than to bend Sara over his lap and spank her full firm rear while he
listened to her high pitched yelps, her legs giving little kicks in her
ballet shoes as she struggled.

   Mark put his little fantasy on pause as he saw Sara finish stretching on
the barre and lie down on her back.  Lifting her legs straight up into a
vertical position, Sara spread her legs wide into a full split, grabbing
the bottom of her ballet shoes with her hands and pumping her hips in
little tiny thrusts to stretch her leg muscles.

   "Oh...my...god..." Mark whispered to himself as he watched.  Although,
Sara was facing away from him, he could see her reflection in the
full-length mirror on the wall.  There before him, was his gorgeous partner
with her legs spread wide, her eyes closed, and her hips pumping the air.
The outline of Sara's pussy showed through the thin white fabric, and Mark
noticed his cock was as hard as steel.  Oh how he wanted to fuck that
little pussy of hers.

   (KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK)

   Mark tapped on the studio entrance.  "Sara?  You ready?"

   "Come in," came a cute voice behind the door.

   Sara closed her legs and got up off the floor as Mark opened the door.

   Flashing a cute smile, Sara cocked her head to one side and placed her
hands on her hips.

   "How do I look?" she asked.

   Mark walked over to her and placed his hands gently around Sara's waist.

   "Like a princess.  Are you ready to rehearse?"

   Sara looked up at Mark with her gorgeous blue eyes and moistened her
soft lips.

   "Mark..." Sara spoke timidly.  "I...need to tell you something first."

   The dance couple were inches from each other.  They had been this close
many times while dancing, but this was different.  Sara's heart was racing,
her breasts heaving from her deep breaths.

   Now or never.

   "I...want..." Sara was almost whispering, her eyes watering.  "I...need
you to kiss me."

   Mark blinked, not sure if he had heard her correctly.

   "Sara..."

   "Shhh," Sara placed her hand gently on Mark's lips.  "Don't say
anything...just kiss me...please."

   Sara closed her eyes and trembled as Mark leaned in to touch her soft
lips with his.  The kiss was long, gentle, and loving.  Sara felt tingles
throughout her entire body as the first kiss melded into the second, and
the second quickly became the third...

   "Mmmmmm," Sara exhaled with contentment as the two dancers enjoyed the
sensuality between them, their bottled up feelings towards each other
beginning to escape.

   Mark glided his hands up and down Sara's beautiful curves, the thin
satin material of her form-fitting costume allowed the young woman to feel
her partner's touch more intensely.

   "Mark..." Sara's voice trembled as she felt him blow gently into her ear
between kisses.  "I've wanted you to lovingly hold me in your arms for so
long."

   "Oh, Sara," Mark replied, kissing his partner more aggressively.  "I've
always hoped I would someday hear those words from you."

   Sara closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Mark's neck.

   "This is so wonderful," Sara thought to herself.  "Maybe after the
performance tonight, we can drive to the lake and look at the stars
together..."

   Sara's innocent mind didn't allow her to recognize it, but Mark's
intentions were much more immediate.

   Reaching behind Sara's right knee, Mark lifted her gorgeously toned
dancer's leg up high and placed her ankle onto the ballet barre.

   "I've wanted this for a long time, Sara," Mark whispered between kisses,
"and now I know you want me to give this to you."

   "Mark..." the alarm went off in Sara's head when she felt him place his
hand on her raised leg and begin gliding it up her inner thigh, moving ever
closer to her innocent pussy.

   This was all moving too fast.

   "Mark, what are you doing?" Sara went from holding Mark to trying to
push him away.

   The strong masculine dancer held Sara firm with one arm while his other
hand disappeared under the young woman's tutu.  Moving between her legs in
search of Sara's most intimate area, Mark's talented fingers quickly found
her pussy and began stroking her through the fabric.

   "OH!!" Sara gave a high-pitched yelp as Mark reached around with his arm
and grabbed Sara's firm ass while his other hand continued its stroking of
her young pussy.

   "Mark, no!!" Sara struggled to get away.

   It was too late.

   Sara's conditioning had been activated.

   Immediately, Sara's clit was erect and quadrupled in sensitivity.  Her
nipples became extremely firm and began showing themselves through the thin
satin fabric of her top.

   Mark glanced down at Sara's breasts.

   "Oh no!" Sara thought to herself, "he can see how hard my nipples are."

   Continuing to methodically stroke Sara's pussy through her outfit, Mark
locked his gaze on his partner as if he were a wild animal that had just
cornered it's mate.

   Sara's timid blue eyes looked up submissively at his, recognizing this
man's dominance over her.

   Mark smiled slightly, noticing Sara trying to control her nervous
breathing so that her breasts wouldn't rise and fall so tantalizingly, her
nipples saying hello to the world.

   "OH!!" Sara gasped as she felt Mark slip his hand into her costume.

   "No, please...please don't touch me there..." Sara whimpered as she felt
his fingers parting the lips of her smooth quivering pussy.

   "AH!!" Sara jumped as Mark's experienced hand found her over-sensitive
pleasure nub and began stroking it again and again.

   "OH!!  OH!!  OH!!" Sara cried out as each touch sent a mini-orgasm
jolting through her, the dancer's beautiful body giving little involuntary
jumps as each stroke of her clitoris felt like an intense bolt of pleasure.

   Mark could actually feel Sara's clitoris throbbing as he stroked it, and
Sara trembled in his arms with every torturous touch.

   "OH!!  OH!!  OHGOD!!  OHHHHH!!" Sara's beautiful childlike voice gave
little high-pitched yelps of delight as the most sensitive place on her
body was continuously on a hair trigger.

   "OH!!  Mark!  No!  OH NO!!  Please don't!" Sara panicked as she felt
Mark glide one of the straps of her costume down off of her now bare
shoulder.

   "Ohmygod!" Sara screamed in her mind.  "He's going to rape me!"

   "Mark, stop!  OH!!" Sara's perky breasts spilled out of her outfit as
Mark lowered the other shoulder strap and tugged her top down to her waist.

   Sara's breasts were as perfect as Mark had imagined.  Seeing those
wonderful mounds in their full glory with Sara's nipples as erect as her
clit, overpowered Mark's sense of decency and unleashed his primal urge to
fuck her.

   "Please, Mark!" Sara begged with her eyes as her partner lifted her by
the waist off the barre and forced her up against the wall.  Sara had been
lifted by Mark many times during practices and performances.  This was
different though...this wasn't the artistic lift of a ballet dancer, it was
an indication of dominance as Mark positioned his partner to suit his
needs.

   His need to fuck her.

   Mark took Sara's leg and placed her ankle on his left shoulder,
spreading Sara's flexible legs wide into a standing split to get better
access to her pussy.

   "Don't fight it, Sara," Mark said taking her by the wrists and holding
them against the wall above her head.  "You know you want this."

   Sara did want this, but not here...not this soon, and certainly not this
rough.  She realized though, that she wasn't going to get a choice.  He was
taking her, with or without her permission.

   Sara shivered in pleasure.  Just the thought of being raped by this
gorgeous man as he held her down, his primal urges overpowering his reason,
was so intense it began to overwhelm Sara's better judgment and weaken her
resolve.

   "Ohmygod!" Sara thought to herself.  "Do I really want him to do this to
me?"

   Sara noticed the bulge in Mark's outfit, and knew that she was about to
be violated by that cock.  It was going inside her whether she wanted it or
not.  Even worse, Sara remembered that once that cock entered her pussy,
her conditioning would cause her to remain unbelievably horny until he came
inside her.  She'd have to stop this now.

   "Please, please don't fuck me." Sara's voice trembled as she watched
Mark pull his shaft out of his costume.

   Without answering, Mark moved the material covering Sara's pussy to one
side, revealing her innocence for him to take.

   "Please!  Mark, don't rape me!  Please!"

   Mark found it interesting that as he began lining his cock up against
Sara's pussy, she had kept her arms above her head as if he were still
holding them down.

   "She DOES want this," Mark thought to himself.  "Even if it's only her
subconscious that knows it."

   "Ohgod!!  No!!" Sara closed her eyes as she felt the head of his cock
push into the entrance of her womb.

   "Oh no!!  It's too late!" Sara gasped as the walls of her young wet
pussy parted to accept the large shaft that was tunneling inside her.

   "AAHH!!" Sara cried out, her eyes going wide as she felt every inch of
Mark's rock hard cock entering her most intimate opening.  The invasive
tool filled the young dancer's pussy completely, forcing it to stretch and
expand to accommodate his impressive size.

   The moment Mark's cock came to rest fully inside Sara's depths, her
entire body was overcome by waves and waves of unrelenting desire.

   It was a desire to be fucked.

   A desire to be raped.

   Mark placed his hands over Sara's wrists again, looking into her
gorgeous blue eyes as he began fucking her pussy slowly with long deep
strokes.

   "OHGOD!!  MARK!!  NO!!  MMMMMMM!!" Sara's cries were interrupted as Mark
kissed her hard.

   "MMMMMM!!  MMMMMMMM!!" Sara's beautiful blue eyes opened wide as she
felt his cock plowing deep into her cunt...further inside her than she had
ever thought possible.

   It felt amazing.  This gorgeous man was inside her, using her body to
satisfy his primal lust.  Sara was being fucked into submission.  Her pussy
was being taken without permission, and it...felt...so...fucking...good.

   Mark's thrusts pounded Sara so hard that her entire body lifted a few
inches off the floor with each stroke.

   "UHHH!!  UHHHH!!  UHHHHH!!" Sara tossed her head back and cried out at
the ceiling as each massive thrust of Mark's cock went deeper and deeper
into her womb.  The fabric of Sara's tutu made a swishing sound with each
intense penetration, and her breasts slammed up and down with every
violation of her pussy.

   "OH FUCK!!  YES THERE!!  THERE!!  FUCK!!" Sara screamed as her massively
oversensitive g-spot was stroked over and over again by Mark's thick shaft.

   "Wait..." Mark thought to himself.  "Did she just say 'yes'?"

   "OHGOD!!  OHGOD!!  MARK STOP!!  PLEASE!!  OHGOD!!"

   "I'm not stopping," Mark replied as his cock did amazing things to
Sara's pussy, "you want this."

   Sara gasped for every word as she fought for control of her own body. 
Control she no longer had.

   "I...OOOHHHH...DON'T...WANT...AAAHHHH...THIS...OHHHGOD!!"

   Mark pounded Sara's cunt with unbelievable force, pulling high-pitched
squeals of immense pleasure out of her with every plunge of his manhood.

   "Then why are you enjoying it so much?" Mark asked, continuing his all
out assault on his dance partner's pussy.

   "OOOHHHH!!" Sara cried out as another massive wave of pleasure rocked
the young woman to her core.  She WAS enjoying it.  Doctor Boone had
conditioned her to enjoy it, and with every protest, Sara's pleasure grew
stronger.

   "NOOOOO," Sara was being violated.  Her gorgeous body had become an
object to be used and fucked.  There were no feelings of shame or
embarrassment, only forced pleasure.

   Pleasure at being taken against her will.

   Pleasure from being raped.

   "I...can't...believe...this...is...happening...OHGOD!!" Sara
breathlessly forced each word out as her back hit the wall to which she was
being pinned down.

   Pinned with her arms above her head...just like in Doctor Boone's
office...just like back in college...

   Was there some part of Sara's subconscious that wanted to relive that
experience?

   Mark's voice brought Sara back to the present.

   "All right you twisted little girl," Mark said pulling out of Sara's
pussy, grabbing her hair, and tossing her to the floor as he knelt down
behind her.  "I'll show you that this is really happening."

   "OH!" Sara gasped when she felt Mark's firm hands take hold of her
gorgeously toned legs.

   Mark's strong arms spread Sara's legs wide into a full split on the
smooth surface, her flexible body easy to manipulate into whatever position
he wanted her.  Sara's tutu bunched up between her hips and the floor,
lifting her ass and pussy several inches.  It gave Mark the perfect angle
to fuck her.

   Sara didn't resist.  She knew she couldn't prevent her pussy being
invaded again by his staff.

   "Watch yourself," Mark grabbed Sara by her hair and forced her to look
at the full-length mirror on the wall in front of them.  "Watch yourself
getting fucked."

   "Ohgod no..." Sara gasped as she felt Mark's cock press against her
pussy lips again.

   In one quick hard thrust, Mark violated Sara's pussy a second time as
the entire length of his shaft disappeared into her warm wet depths.

   "OH!!" Sara's eyes went wide, her mouth open in a scream with no sound,
as she felt her partner's rod infiltrate her all at once.  Moments later,
her eyes glazed over in pleasure when he started slowly fucking her again.

   "Ohhhhhh...mygod...not again..." Sara panted as she stared at her
reflection in the mirror, essentially watching herself being raped as Mark
pumped his cock into his dance partner's wet pussy.

   It was almost surreal for Sara to see herself being fucked from behind,
her perky breasts hanging down, her nipples erect, and her hair being
pulled, forcing her to watch as she was being defiled.

   "Oh!  OH!!  OHHH!!  OHHH!!" Sara cried out in pleasure each time he
slammed into her.

   (SMACK)

   "OH!" Sara yelped as Mark's hand came down hard on his partner's ass.

   "Ohgod!  How is this happening?" Sara thought to herself as her body was
pounded by Mark's hard, deep thrusts.

   (SMACK)

   "OH!!" Another high-pitched yelp from Sara as her ass was spanked again,
her breasts bouncing beautifully every time her partner's cock slammed into
her.

   Then Mark noticed Sara's entire body begin to shake uncontrollably.

   "OHGOD I'M COMING!!  OHHHHH I'M FUCKING COMING!!" Sara cried out, her
gorgeous body locking in tension as a massive wave of orgasm overwhelmed
her.

   "AAAHHHHH!!" Sara screamed as she felt Mark's cock slide across her
overly sensitive g-spot again and again, each time sending Sara into
another climax.

   "YES THERE!!  OHGODYES!!  THERE!!" Sara tried desperately to survive the
onslaught of pleasure, her g-spot so sensitive that every stroke across it
made her cry out with an agony of orgasmic bliss.

   "Oh fuck, Sara!" Mark commented as he pounded into her with increasing
speed.  "This pussy is unbelievable."

   Sara was hanging on for dear life as Mark fucked her pussy, holding onto
Sara's tussled hair as he forced her to watch her own rape.

   "AAAHHHH!!  AAAAHHHHH!!" Sara's words became an incoherent mixture of
yelps, moans, and cries as her pussy was being defiled by this man's shaft.

   Mark could feel Sara's pussy muscles contracting around his cock, her
body trying to hold his member inside her until he delivered his load into
her womb.

   Sara could feel Mark's body lock in tension as his cock seemed to double
in size, preparing to explode inside her.

   "OHGOD!!" Sara's eyes went wide as she realized what was about to
happen. "MARK...PLEASE...DON'T...COME...IN...SIDE...MEEEE!!"

   Ignoring his partner's pleas, Mark gently placed one of his hands over
Sara's nose and mouth.

   "MMMMMM!!" Sara screamed when she felt her breathing being stifled, the
massive cock pounding into her so hard that Sara's hips lifted off the
floor with every thrust and then slammed back down into her full split
again.  Her soft ballet shoes slid on the smooth floor, preventing Sara
from using her legs to maneuver out of her obscene fucking position.

   "MMMMM!!  MMMMM!!" Sara struggled in desperation as she began to feel
lightheaded from the lack of oxygen, her entire body convulsing as another
powerful orgasm hit.

   "Oh fuck yes, Sara!" Mark gasped as he felt his dance partner's pussy
clinch down hard on his cock from all directions.

   "MMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed as she felt Mark's cock explode inside her,
firing massive amounts of liquid into her womb.  Sara's cunt responded, her
own fluids splashing onto the floor below them.

   Interestingly, Sara continued to watch herself in the mirror as she was
being filled...struggling to breathe...her cunt defiled...her body raped.
There were no feelings of shame, only unbelievably intense forced pleasure
at being taken against her will.

   "OOOHHHHH!!" Sara gasped for air as Mark uncovered her mouth, allowing
her to breathe, just seconds before she would have lost consciousness.

   "Yes..." Mark said softly, his hard thrusts turning into slow strokes
inside Sara's defiled pussy.  The young girl's hips began pumping in time
with Mark's now empty cock as each stroke inside her became more gentle.

   "Good girl, good girl, Sara." Mark went from pulling on Sara's hair to
stroking it lovingly.

   Still holding her splits, Sara leaned forward and rested her upper body
on the floor, placing her hands in front of her.  The cold surface felt so
soothing on her nipples as her breasts squished into the smooth surface.

   "Ooooooohhhhh ggooooooooddd..." Sara moaned, too exhausted to move.  Her
body's arousal level and heightened sensitivity to pleasure returned slowly
to normal now that Mark had come inside her.  Doctor Boone's conditioning
had worked perfectly from start to finish.

   "Oooohhhhh..." Sara whimpered as she felt the cock that had just raped
her slowly pull out of her now well-fucked pussy.  She could feel Mark's
liquid inside her, a sense of warmth and fullness spreading through her
entire body.

   Mark moved around in front of his dance partner and began caressing her
face with his soft hand.

   "There there, Sara," Mark stroked her tussled hair gently.

   Sara lifted her head weakly, her perfect blue eyes welling up as she
looked at the man who had just come inside her.

   "I...can't believe you just...did that to me..."

   "Are you angry?" Mark asked.

   Sara's eyes were watery.  "Yes."

   "Did it feel good being taken against your will?"

   Sara's voice was much softer now.

   "Yes," she confessed.

   "I could tell," Mark said, standing up and adjusting his outfit.

   Sara looked up submissively with her beautiful blue eyes.

   "What do we do now?" Her voice was quivering.

   "You're a hot mess, Sara," Mark commented dryly as he headed for the
exit.  "You should probably get yourself ready for the performance."

   Mark walked out the door, closing it behind him.

   Still recovering from her ordeal, Sara looked at herself in the mirror,
barely recognizing the woman staring back at her.  Her perfect legs had
been holding a split for so long, she knew getting out of that position was
going to be uncomfortable.  Her silky hair was a tussled mess, and her
beautiful costume was pushed down to her waist, exposing her marvelous
tits.

   Most of all, Sara's pussy had been fucked...violated against her will.
She had been raped and had felt unbelievable pleasure while it was
happening to her.  It was just like the experience she had back in college.
As she felt her pussy being invaded by a man's cock thrusting into her,
Sara realized just how amazing it felt to be totally helpless while a man
raped her.  The difference was that this time, thanks to Doctor Boone,
there were no feelings of guilt or shame, only sexual submission, a
wonderful loss of control, and unbelievable forced pleasure.

   As Sara slowly gained the energy to move, she thought what it would feel
like tonight to dance with the man who had just raped her pussy.  How would
it feel when Mark lifted her into the air knowing that his liquid was deep
inside her womb?  What would she think when he looked into her eyes knowing
that she had been fucked by him just a few hours earlier?

   Most of all, what will he think of her when she asks him to do it again?




   Sara's Sexual Conditioning Pt.  04

   (click)

   Sara felt her right wrist being locked into manacles above her head.

   "Ohgod!  No please!"

   The room was so dimly lit that she couldn't even tell who was chaining
her up.

   (click)

   Sara waited helplessly as her left wrist was now also secured in
restraints.

   "Please, no!  Don't do this to me!"

   Completely powerless to prevent what was getting ready to happen, Sara's
eyes went wide as a ball gag was being placed around her mouth from someone
behind her.

   "MMMMMM!!!!!" Sara struggled uselessly, shaking her head 'no' as her
lovely child-like voice was muffled.

   "MMMMMMMM!!!!!!!" Sara screamed through her gag as a soft cloth was
placed around her head, covering those gorgeous blue eyes.

   "Ohgod, no!" Sara's mind cried out.  "I'm going to be raped!  Please,
not again!"

   Before she finished her thought, Sara felt several pairs of soft hands
begin to touch her body all over.

   "Ohmygod!" Sara yanked on the manacle chains in a futile attempt to
break free.  She couldn't see who was molesting her, or how many people
were there, but she could definitely feel their hands roaming all over her
clothes, undoing a button, pulling down a zipper, tugging her skirt,
unhooking her bra.

   "No, oh please no," Sara whimpered to herself as she was being stripped,
her clothes discarded as the roaming hands caressed her gorgeous trembling
body.

   As she felt her soft lace panties slide down her legs and disappear,
Sara could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter in anticipation of what
she knew was coming.

   "No," Sara struggled as the soft unknown hands began to explore her most
intimate places.  "This can't be happening."

   Sara shivered as roaming hands reached around from behind her back and
took hold of her perky tits, massaging them while gently pinching her
sensitive erect nipples.

   "MMMMMMM!!!!!" Sara squealed as she felt another hand glide between her
legs and begin stroking her clit in small circular motions.

   Sara's little pleasure nub was throbbing with desire for attention,
sensitive to the slightest touch, and right now, some unknown person was
torturing it with every tiny circular movement of his...or
her...fingertips. Who was touching the most intimate part of her body?  How
many other people were there watching?  How far was this going to go?

   Then, two pairs of hands each took one of Sara's ankles and spread her
toned dancer's legs as wide as they would go, holding them apart in a full
split, suspending the young lady in mid-air with her arms chained above her
head.

   "Ohmygod..." Sara's mind raced with thoughts of what these unknown
people were going to do to her, the circular motions on her clit a constant
reminder that she was being sexually defeated.  Restrained with her legs
held wide open, Sara's pussy was completely on display, and vulnerable. 
She shivered as another unknown person parted Sara's labia and slid two
fingers inside her pussy.

   "MMMMMMM!!!!!!!" Sara screamed through her gag as the fingers inside her
began to jackhammer her young wet pussy, all while her clit was still being
relentlessly tortured.

   "MMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!  MMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!" The sound of Sara's muffled
screams nearly drowned out the squelching noises from her soaked cunt.

   "MMMMM!!!!!!!!  MMMMM!!!!!!!!!  MMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!" It was too much for
the young dancer.  Sara could feel the walls of her pussy contracting as a
series of rolling orgasms began to overtake her.  She felt the liquid
desperately trying to escape her twitching and trembling body.

   "OOOHHHHHH!!!!!  FFFUUUUUUCCCKKKK!!!!!!!" Sara's muffled voice screamed
as she came hard, her pussy exploding with liquid that squirted everywhere.

   With her legs being held wide open in a split position, and her wrists
in manacles above her head, Sara's pussy was completely available to anyone
who wanted to rape her...and that thought turned her on more than anything
else.

   "Ohmygod!  No...please no!" Sara's mind raced as she felt a pair of
hands take hold of her hips and guide her soaked pussy towards something
that felt very, very hard.

   "Ohgod, this is it!" Sara panicked as she felt what could only be the
tip of a massive, rock hard cock touching the entrance to her love canal.

   "OH NO!  HE'S RAPING MEEEEEEE..." The swollen lips of Sara's young pussy
opened beautifully as the entire length of the large cock slid perfectly
into her.  Sara's womb welcomed the eager shaft that was going to defile
her.  The wetness of Sara's cunt was going to make her easy to fuck, and as
she felt the unknown man begin to thrust back and forth into her, she
realized that her latest rape had just begun...

   ...and that is when Sara woke up.

   Bolting upright in her bed, Sara's breasts rose and fell with her deep
breathing as the image in her mind began to fade.

   The young woman placed her hand on her forehead.

   "Mygod, that was intense," she said to no one in particular, looking
around her bedroom to reassure herself of where she was.

   "I wonder what Doctor Boone would say to me about having a dream like
that..."

   Noticing the time, Sara got out from under the soft silk sheets of her
bed and headed for the shower, trying to clear her mind for the lecture she
was scheduled to do today.

   The local university occasionally asked Sara to guest lecture their
digital marketing and web design classes.  It was something Sara really
enjoyed doing and was flattered when her supervisor selected her.

   Angie was a great person to work for at the company.  She was assertive,
confident, and a lot of fun to be around.  Sara's working relationship with
Angie was fairly casual, and the two of them would have lunch or coffee
together often...sometimes a glass of wine after a long week.

   Not to mention, Angie was beautiful.  With long, fiery red hair that
curled naturally, lovely blue eyes, and a gorgeous smile, she was a
knockout.  Heads literally turned when she walked by.

   Angie had always shown confidence in her employee, and Sara didn't ever
want to disappoint her.

   The sound of the shower being turned on brought Sara back to where she
was.

   "Come on girl," Sara reminded herself as she got into the shower.  "I
need to focus on this university presentation."

   As the warm water of the shower cascaded over Sara's beautiful body
however, her thoughts kept going back to the intense dream she had just
experienced.

   "Why am I having dreams about being raped?" Sara questioned in her mind.

   It was more than that though.

   "Why am I getting so turned on at the thought of being raped?"

   Sara didn't realize it, but her right hand had subconsciously moved
between her legs.  Her mind began replaying the dream in her thoughts...the
restraints, the ball gag, the blindfold...

   ...the helplessness...

   Sara thought about all of those unknown hands stripping her, caressing
her, violating her.

   She couldn't stop herself.

   Parting the soft lips of her young pussy, Sara found her clit and began
stroking it in tiny little circles.

   "Um!" Sara gasped in pleasure, gently biting her lower lip in tension as
she masturbated herself.

   "Ohgod...this...is...so...wrong..." Sara tossed her head back in
tension, thrusting her gorgeous perky tits out as water cascaded over her
sensitive, erect nipples.

   "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" Sara gave adorably cute yelps with each circular
movement on her pleasure nub.  She leaned up against the side of the shower
stall for balance, her hips beginning to give little tiny pumps as if she
had just switched on a motor.

   Her mind went instantly to the climax of the dream.  Her arms restrained
above her head, her legs being spread wide, and her pussy being raped by an
unknown cock.

   "Fuck me..." Sara whispered out loud, lost in her fantasies.  "Ohgod
fuck me..."

   Sara's hand went into overdrive, wanking her clit at full speed as her
other hand thrust two fingers into her pussy and finger blasted her own
g-spot.

   "OHGOD!!!  FUCK ME!!!!  FUCK MEEEEEE!!!!!!!"

   Sara squealed with orgasmic bliss as she came hard, liquid squirting
from her cunt.

   "OHGOD!!!!  OHGOD!!!!  OHGOD!!!!!" Sara didn't let up, frigging her clit
and her g-spot at the same time...just as the two unknown hands in her
dream had done.

   "OOOHHHH!!!!!!" Sara squealed in pleasure as a second, more powerful
orgasm hit.  Her legs involuntarily squeezed together, her pussy muscles
contracting as more liquid squirted from her depths.

   "OH FUCK YES!!!!  RAPE ME!!!!  OHGOD RAPE ME!!!!"

   A massive orgasmic wave of pleasure crashed down on Sara, ripples
spreading rapidly through her entire body as the dancer's young pussy
seemed to suckle on her own fingers.

   "OOOHHH!!!!  OOOHHHH!!!!!  AAAHHHH!!!!" Sara's entire body began shaking
as the second orgasm had its way with her, the high-pitched cries of
release practically going ultrasonic before she finally collapsed.

   Exhausted, Sara stopped her self-pleasuring torture and leaned against
the side of the shower.

   "Ohmygod..." Sara panted over and over, trying to catch her breath while
letting the warm shower water soothe her for several minutes.

   As the orgasmic haze began to fade, Sara began to wonder what had just
happened to make her come so hard...twice.

   "Before being conditioned by Doctor Boone," Sara thought to herself,
"those were two of the most intense orgasms I've had since...well since I
was raped in college."

   Sara continued to ponder as she showered.

   "Those orgasms I just had weren't part of my conditioning...I gave them
to myself.  Why were they so strong?"

   Was it the intensity of the dream?

   "I've had rape fantasies before, but I've never had a dream where I was
actually being raped."

   What did it all mean?

   Sara caught herself gently stroking her clit once again.

   "Stop it Sara," she actually said out loud to herself.  "You're going to
be late for your lecture."

   Sara took the showerhead by the handle and pulled it out of its holster,
rinsing herself with the gentle warm water.

   "Ummm," she sighed and laid her head back as she guided the shower head
between her legs, the water making her pussy tingle again.

   Gently biting her lip in tension, Sara's mind went back into her
dream...

   ...her dream of being raped...

   In desperation, Sara quickly changed the setting on the shower head to
water jets.

   "Screw it," Sara said to herself, "I'll be late."

   Sara held the showerhead between her legs, the pressure of the water
jets hitting directly on her clit.

   "OH FUCK!!!!" Sara began screaming immediately, her body trembling as it
prepared for another mind-blowing orgasm.

   ***

   "I'm here!  I'm here!" Sara rushed into the lecture room at the
university just as the clock hit 9:01am.  The full room of students smiled
politely at their guest lecturer's last minute arrival.  Sara's
professional clothes and laptop bag coupled with her frantic entrance and
high-pitched voice were both funny and adorably cute.

   Little did the students know that she had spent the past hour making
herself come screaming over and over.

   Sara had gone with the classy all-black look with a lovely blouse,
skirt, and high heels.  She chose her black-framed glasses as well and it
really made her lovely blue eyes and sandy blonde hair stand out.

   "Okay," Sara tried to appear as professional as possible as she set up
her laptop.  "Thank you for having me today.  Let's talk about digital
marketing strategies."

   Sara's dance background had made her a great presenter.  Her posture and
poise were the result of a lot of training, and her stage presence was very
confident as she went through her lecture.

   Throughout the presentation, however, Sara couldn't help but notice one
of the college students staring at her much more than at his notes.  He had
to be around 20 years old, with dark hair and deep brown eyes that seemed
almost hypnotic.  His clothes were trendy but artistic...almost Bohemian.
Back in college, he was just the type of guy Sara would have gone
for...quiet and slightly mysterious.  Now, with several years distance
between them, Sara simply saw the student as cute and barely out of high
school.

   What Sara did notice, however, was how vulnerable she felt.  She knew he
was undressing her with his hypnotic eyes.  She knew he hadn't paid
attention to a word of her presentation because he was too busy fucking her
in his mind.  Once or twice during the presentation, Sara's eyes locked on
his and she actually lost track of where she was in her lecture, something
that made the student smile to himself.

   Maybe it was the dream she had just experienced, or maybe she was still
horny from masturbating so much in the shower, but Sara's naughty side
decided to seize some control over the situation and show this little
college kid how way out of his league she was.

   Taking the remote to her slide presentation and walking around to the
front of the faculty desk, Sara hopped onto the table and perched there,
crossing her toned dancer's legs directly in front of the student.  Sara's
little knee-length skirt rode up and exposed her gorgeous thighs as her
legs dangled several inches above the floor.  She even gave a cute little
hair flip, flashing a smile in the student's direction.

   The student knew EXACTLY what Sara was doing.  His eyes ran up and down
over her entire figure as she straightened her posture, her arched back
presenting her breasts for him to admire.

   Sara continued her presentation, gently bouncing her right leg on her
left as she talked.  She knew she was driving the student insane, and Sara
realized the she was rather enjoying it.

   REALLY enjoying it.

   Sara discovered that her bouncing was causing her thighs to squeeze
together and put pressure on her pussy muscles.

   "Oooooo," Sara thought to herself as she shifted her hips, "if I could
find just the right spot...OH!!!  YES!!!  There it is!"

   Sara's voice cracked mid-sentence as she found the exact way to put
pressure on her clit.

   "Ohgod yes!  That's it right there!!!" Sara cried out in her mind as she
began bouncing her leg faster, her beautiful blue eyes beginning to glaze
over.

   Sara continued her presentation as she discretely masturbated herself in
front of the class, her voice now beginning to get a little shaky as the
wonderful little jolts of pleasure spread throughout her body.

   The student smiled knowingly, watching as the hot-as-fuck guest speaker
was perched on the desk in a short skirt quietly pleasuring herself
directly in front of him.

   In between sentences, Sara caught his stare, and gave the student a
flirty wink to let him know that SHE knew he had discovered what she was
doing.

   Faster and faster Sara bounced her leg, making the pressure on her clit
come and go more rapidly as she wanked herself to the brink of orgasm.

   "Don't squirt, Sara," she thought to herself as she felt her pussy
contracting.  "Ohgod, please don't squirt."

   The student realized what was happening and quickly thought of a
complicated question to ask, taking the attention off of Sara so she could
quietly orgasm while he talked.

   "Oh fuck!  I'm coming!!!" Sara cried out in her mind.

   Immediately, Sara's entire body began to shake as orgasm took her. 
Shivers of pleasure went up and down her spine as she tried to hold it in
without screaming in ecstasy.

   Finally, the waves of Sara's wonderful private orgasm subsided. 
Realizing that she didn't hear the question from the student, Sara looked
at the clock.

   "Oh my goodness, we're out of time.  Sorry I can't get to your
question."

   Sara decided to give a final tease to the student.  With one hand she
lowered her black-rimmed glasses a few inches and peered at the student
over the frames.

   "Thank you for allowing me to...come," Sara said in her most breathy
voice, "...have a lovely afternoon everyone."

   The student actually shivered, and Sara smiled cutely as the rest of the
class politely applauded her lecture.

   Uncrossing her legs and hopping off the desk, Sara walked back around to
her laptop and began breaking down her presentation, her black high heels
clicking on the hard classroom floor.

   Students began filing out of the room...all except one.

   Sara zipped up her laptop bag and whipped around in time to see the
student she had been teasing standing a few feet away.

   "Oh..." Sara stuttered, caught off guard, "hi...um..."

   "Aiden," he finished her sentence.

   Sara took a deep breath.  "Aiden, look...I'm really sorry...but I
shouldn't have led you on like that."

   Aiden shrugged.  "I didn't mind, and you seemed to be enjoying
yourself."

   Sara blushed.  "I REALLY shouldn't have though, it was very
unprofessional of me."

   Aiden took a step towards Sara.  "That's why I enjoyed it so much."

   "Aiden..." Sara said, taking a cautious step backwards as she began to
sense trouble, "I don't even know you."

   "No, but I know you," Aiden said with confidence.

   Sara froze.  "What do you mean by that?"

   "Or rather, I know all about you," Aiden corrected himself.  "Look, I'll
show you."

   Aiden led Sara into an adjacent room, closing the door behind them.  It
was a small computer lab, the only door being the one they came through. 
The overhead lights were off, and there were no windows, meaning that the
back half of the room was completely dark and the only light in the room
came from the soft glow of the various computer monitors near the door.

   Aiden went over to one of the screens and began typing.  Sara looked
curiously over his shoulder as he seemed to be bypassing several firewalls
and logging into various networks.

   "Wait a minute," Sara said as she saw something she recognized.  "That's
my therapist's website."

   "Yes," Aiden confirmed, "I'm actually doing an internship in Doctor
Boone's office."

   Aiden gained access to a few more folders and opened a protected file.

   "Now, Sara," he stood up and gestured for the young woman to take his
seat, "have a look at this."

   Sara sat down and began reading.

   "Ohmygod!" Sara's mouth fell open.  "This is my confidential file from
Doctor Boone's office!  How did you get access to that?!?"

   "I told you," Aiden explained to a stunned Sara, "I intern with Doctor
Boone.  He may be a great therapist but he's an idiot when it comes to
creating passwords on patient files...as if "sara123" would be hard to
guess.  I knew you were coming here to lecture, so I did a little research
on you...and why you have been seeing Dr.  Boone."

   Sara stood up, furious.  "You have no right to know what is in that
file!"

   "You're right," Aiden admitted, "but since I HAVE read it, I don't see
why I shouldn't take full advantage of the information."

   "Oh no you don't," Sara said backing away slowly, her high heels
clicking softly with each step.

   "Don't try to deny it, Sara," Aiden said with confidence, "we know that
deep down, you want what we're going to do to you, and we know you've been
conditioned by Doctor Boone to enjoy it."

   "Ohgod, is he going to try to rape me?!?" Sara panicked in her mind, and
then she realized what Aiden had just said.

   "We?" Sara asked hesitantly.

   The first moment Sara realized there was a third person hiding in the
dark corner of the room was when she felt a hand suddenly cover her mouth.

   "MMMM!!!!  MMMMM!!!!!" Sara gave a muffled scream.  Quickly, the unknown
man pinned Sara's arms behind her back, holding them in place by sliding
his entire arm through the gap between Sara's back and her elbows.

   "MMMMMMM!!!!!" Sara struggled with all the strength she could manage,
but his hold was just too strong for her.

   "Sara," Aiden explained, "meet my friend, Lucas."

   Sara continued to struggle, her muffled screams and high heels clicking
on the floor were the only other sounds in the room.

   "Now," said Aiden walking slowly towards Sara, "according to your file,
all I have to do to activate your sexual conditioning is to grope you
without your permission."

   "MMMMM!!!!!  MMMMMM!!!!!" Sara shook her head no as Aiden grabbed the
front of the young woman's top and ripped it apart in one quick motion."

   "UM!!!" Sara gave a high-pitched yelp as her firm breasts pushed
forward, being held snugly in place by a black lace bra.

   "Nice, Sara," Aiden said looking her over.  "Shall we go for tits then?"

   "MMMMM!!!!" Sara shook her head again as Aiden carefully unhooked the
front closure of her bra, unwrapping her like a present as Sara's beautiful
perky mounds were released from their confinement.

   Sara timidly glanced down at her rack, and then up at Aiden again, her
eyes beginning to water.

   Lucas could feel Sara's mouth attempting to speak from under his hand.

   "I think she's trying to ask something."

   Sara nodded.

   "What is it, Sara?  What are we going to do to you?" Aiden deduced.  "Is
that what you want to know?"

   "Mmm hmm." Sara nodded.

   "I thought that was obvious," Aiden replied.  "According to your file,
you were raped by two guys in college and felt ashamed for enjoying it. 
Basically, you get off on being raped, so you agreed to be sexually
conditioned to enjoy it without feeling shame or guilt."

   Sara was afraid of what he was getting ready to say next, and yet she
felt her pussy flood itself in anticipation.

   "So, we're going to rape you," Aiden said, gently placing his hand under
Sara's chin, "...and you're going to come so hard while being taken."

   "MMMMMMM!!!!!!!" Sara screamed, shaking her head no again as Aiden
firmly took hold of Sara's cute perky breasts with both hands.

   "MMMMMMM!!!!!!!" Sara tossed her head back as she felt her sexual
conditioning activate.  Instantly, the young lady's nipples and clitoris
were erect and quadrupled in sensitivity.

   Sara's eyes rolled back in her head as Aiden firmly massaged her
breasts, giving special attention to her now hard and overly sensitive
tits.

   Lucas, seeing that Sara was lost in her pleasure, removed his hand from
covering the guest speaker's mouth and pushed her little skirt down off of
her hips.

   "Oh!" Sara gave a girly yelp as she felt her skirt gently fall to the
floor, revealing the very sexy black lace panties she had worn today.

   "Nooooo," Sara whimpered as she felt Lucas' hands begin to explore her
beautiful dancer's body, "please don't do this to meeeee...OOOHHHH!!!!!!."

   Sara yiped as she felt Lucas slide his hand into the front of her
panties in search of her most sensitive pleasure spot.  To tease her more,
Lucas began gently blowing into Sara's ear, all while Aiden continued to
drive her insane with his hands squeezing and kneading her perky breasts.

   When Lucas spread the lips of Sara's labia and touched her overly
sensitive clit, her knees buckled.

   "OH FUCK!!!!!" Sara threw her head back and cried out at the ceiling as
her tormentors relentlessly teased the most intimate places on her gorgeous
trembling body.

   "Damn Aiden," Lucas said as Sara pouted and whimpered in protest of her
forced pleasure, "her clit is literally throbbing!"

   "Yeah," Aiden replied, "and her nipples are as hard as drill bits.  I'd
say she's ready for a good fucking."

   Hearing the words snapped Sara back to what was happening.

   "No!  No please!!!" Sara struggled as Aiden removed what was left of the
presenter's top and bra while Lucas placed his hands on Sara's hips and
slid her black lace panties down those gorgeous legs of hers.

   "Ohgod, this isn't happening..." Sara tried to convince herself she was
in another dream as she was stripped.

   Now completely naked except for her black heels and black-rimmed
glasses, Sara had never looked more desirable...and more vulnerable.

   "On the floor, Sara," Aiden ordered.

   Sara hesitated.

   Lucas grabbed Sara by the hair and shoved her down.

   "He said on the floor, bitch."

   "Ow!  Ow!  Ow!  Okay!!!  Okay!!!" Sara dropped to the ground and looked
back over her shoulder.

   It was her first good look at Lucas.  He seemed about the same age as
Aiden, but had a more preppy look, with his sandy blonde hair and dreamy
eyes.

   "Wow, he's cute," Sara thought to herself.

   Then she realized what that meant.

   "Dammit," Sara actually said out loud to herself, knowing that because
she found him attractive, she would be powerless to stop him from raping
her as well.

   By the time she had figured it out, both guys had unzipped their
trousers.

   "Guys, please," Sara begged shamelessly, "please don't fuck me.  I don't
want to be raped again."

   Aiden wasn't having any of it.

   "Yes you do," he said placing his rock hard shaft up to Sara's soft
lips. "You want it more than anything else in the world.  Now suck on
this."

   "No," Sara's eyes began to water, "please don't make me."

   As soon as she said it, she felt a slap across her face.

   "Ah!!!!!" Sara yelped.  The slap wasn't overly hard, but enough to tell
her that he meant business.

   "We could leave you right now," Aiden threatened.  "Your conditioning
would stay activated though, keeping your tits and clit massively sensitive
and your entire body on the brink of orgasm 24/7 until we came inside you."

   Sara's eyes widened in shock.  That was something she had not considered
before.

   "If that's what you want then say the word and we'll leave right now,"
Aiden said manipulatively.  "Otherwise, get sucking, bitch."

   Tears rolling down her cheeks, Sara slowly opened her mouth and
enveloped Aiden's cock, looking up at him for approval.

   "There's a good girl," Aiden said as he lowered Sara's glasses about an
inch so that her misty blue eyes were looking submissively up over the
frames into his.

   For several minutes, Sara and Aiden had their eyes locked on each other
as she bobbed her head back and forth on his shaft, her warm moist mouth
being raped by Aiden's cock.

   Then...

   "MMMMMM!!!!!!!" Sara's eyes went wide as she felt another cock behind
her being placed at the entrance to her pussy.

   "Ohgod!" Sara cried out in her mind as she felt a very hard member begin
tunneling into her pussy.  "Lucas is raping me too!!!"

   As the walls of Sara's pussy parted to make room for the shaft that was
violating her, Sara realized that this was going to be intense.  In
college, when she had been raped by the two fraternity guys, it was one at
a time.  She'd never had two cocks inside her simultaneously before.

   Sara froze as she felt the cock inside her pussy going slowly deeper and
deeper into her womb.

   "MMMMMM!" Sara's eyes went wide as she screamed.

   Deeper...

   "Ohmygod!!!" she thought to herself, "just how big IS this cock?"

   Deeper...

   "Oh shit!  That's so far inside me!" Sara cried out in her mind as the
long thick shaft finally came to rest within her depths.

   Tears rolled down Sara's cheeks as she contemplated her fate.

   "Mygod, how is my pussy going to survive being raped by this massive
shaft?!?"

   It was then she realized she hadn't been bobbing her head on Aiden's
cock.

   "I didn't tell you to stop, cunt," Aiden said grabbing Sara's tussled
hair and forcing his dick down the guest presenter's throat.

   "MMMMMM!!!!!  MMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!" Sara screamed and choked as Aiden fucked
her face with deep rapid thrusts.

   It was then that Lucas began slamming the full length of his shaft into
Sara, pounding her pussy hard from behind.

   "MMMM!!!  MMMMM!!!!  MMMMMMM!!!!!!!" Sara was holding on for dear life
as her gorgeous body was being raped from both ends by the two massive
cocks inside her.

   Yet, as Sara was being violated by two college students she had met only
an hour ago, she felt no shame at being forced to fuck against her will.

   "Ohhhh, dammit this feels so GOOD!!!!!" Sara cried out in her mind. 
"Why does it feel so good?  Do I want to be raped?  Yes!!!  Ohgod, it feels
amazing!!!  I love being forced!  I love being taken!!  OH FUCK YES!!! 
RAPE ME!!!!!"

   The orgasmic fireworks exploded as Sara came hard, her pussy beginning
to squirt as the pounding continued.

   "MMMMMMM!!!!!  MMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!" Sara's muffled screams turned into
high-pitched squeals that coincided with each squirt of her pussy.

   "Damn, Sara," Aiden observed, "you're really into this."

   "MMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!" Sara screamed as she came again.

   "Fuck," Lucas said to no one in particular, "I can FEEL her pussy's
contractions all around my shaft."

   Sara's muffled cries of orgasmic pleasure were soon joined by intense
grunts from the two guys fucking her.

   Sara could feel both cocks within her depths getting bigger, about to
explode.

   "MMMMMM!!!!!!  MMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!" Sara panicked and shook her head no. 
With all her strength, she tried desperately to break free in order to keep
the two students from coming inside her.

   "Oh no you don't," Aiden said pulling tighter on Sara's hair, forcing
her to continue sucking him off whether she wanted to or not.

   Lucas felt Sara's hips buck like a pony trying to throw its rider.

   "Stop struggling, cunt," Lucas ordered, bringing his hand down hard to
spank Sara's gorgeous ass.

   (SMACK)

   "UMM!!!" Sara yiped as she felt the slap.

   "Here is comes, Sara," Aiden said, pumping his cock into her mouth as
fast as he could.

   "OHGOD THIS IS IT!  THEY'RE GOING TO COME INSIDE ME!" Sara cried out in
her mind as she felt the two cocks throbbing within her.

   As her hair whipped back and forth, Sara's beautiful blue eyes looked up
submissively at Aiden, pleading with him not to do this to her.

   However, to her amazement, in the back of her mind she was screaming...

   "RAPE ME!!!!  OHGODYES!!!!!!!  FUCKING RAPE MEEEEEEE!!!!!!!"

   Sara's pussy clinched down on Lucas from all sides as she seemed to take
Aiden's member half way down her throat.  The two cocks fired immediately
into Sara's body over and over, defiling her simultaneously from both ends.
Sara took it all, screaming and choking as her pussy gushed everywhere, the
overwhelming sensations of her double rape washing away her mind.

   Both students pulled out of Sara at the same time, leaving their now
fucked guest speaker gasping for air and convulsing from the powerful
experience.

   "Ohhhhhmmyyggooodd..." Sara panted, still on all fours.  "I
can't...believe what...you two j-just did to me."

   Aiden placed his hand gently under Sara's chin and lifted her head so
she could look him in the eyes.

   "So," Aiden explained, "according to your file, now that we both just
came inside you, Doctor Boone's conditioning allows your arousal level and
sensitivity to return to normal."

   Tears ran down Sara's cheeks as she nodded.  "Yes."

   "Well now," Aiden said getting down on the floor at eye level with Sara,
"we can't have that, can we?"

   Both Aiden and Sara glanced at her breasts which were hanging down
beautifully like udders.

   "OH!!" Sara yiped in surprise as Aiden placed his hands on Sara's perky
mounds and began drawing down firmly on her tits.

   "OOHHHH!!!  NNOOOOO!!!!" Sara moaned and closed her eyes as she felt her
conditioning activating again.

   Aiden firmly squeezed and pinched Sara's now over-sensitive nipples.

   "Ohhhhh, noooooo, not againnnnnn," Sara bit her lip in tension as she
felt her tits practically being milked by the college student.

   "Oh yes," Aiden said softly, kissing Sara on the top of her head, "It's
my turn to rape your pussy."

   Sara's eyes snapped open upon hearing the words, and then widened when
she noticed Lucas was attaching thick Velcro hand restraints to the top of
the door.

   "Oh no..." Sara whispered to herself when the realization hit that they
weren't finished with her.

   Forcing Sara up off her hands and knees, Aiden pushed her back against
the door.

   "No!  Ohgod, please no!!" Sara struggled as the two college students
took her wrists and raised them above her head, placing each one of them
firmly in the restraints.

   "Ohgod, please don't rape me again," Sara begged.  The exhausted captive
thrashed about in her high heels, her completely naked figure a vision of
helpless beauty.

   Ignoring her protests, Aiden and Lucas each took hold of one of Sara's
legs and lifted them to be parallel to the floor, spreading them wide into
a full split.

   "No, no, please don't do this to me!" Sara implored the two college
students as they secured their guest speaker's right ankle to a shelf that
was cattycorner to the door and her left ankle to a side table on the other
side of the entrance.

   "Now Sara," Aiden explained, "according to your file, this seems to be
your favorite fucking position."

   "Ohgod!  No!" Sara's eyes went wide.

   "Your file also mentioned that, thanks to the conditioning, the more you
say 'no' the more turned on you get.  Isn't that correct?"

   Sara's submissive eyes gave the answer away without saying a word.

   "So, feel free to beg me not to rape you," Aiden said moving to stand
directly in front of the helpless Sara, "because every time you say 'no',
it just means you're getting more and more desperate to be fucked."

   With that he began lining up his cock with the entrance to her pussy.

   "NO!  NO, AIDEN!!" Sara struggled in her restraints as the college
student's cock parted the lips to Sara's pussy and began to enter her love
canal.

   "AIDEN!!  NO!!!  AAHH!!!  AHHH!!!!  NOOOOAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!"

   Sara screamed as she felt the hard shaft invade her warm and very wet
pussy.

   "NOOOOOO!!!" Sara laid her head back against the door and moaned at the
ceiling in defeat...and with every protest, she became ever more desperate
to be fucked.

   This time, though, it wasn't a dream.

   "Ohgod!  This is really happening!" Sara cried out in her mind as Aiden
began thrusting his shaft upwards into her cunt.  "I'm being raped again!
Oh FUCK that dick is going so deep!"

   "UH!!!  UNNHH!!!!!  UNNNHHHHH!!!!" Sara's body slammed against the door
with every powerful thrust of Aiden's cock.

   "Mygod, Sara," Aiden said as he pummeled the guest speaker's pussy over
and over, "you're so getting off on this, aren't you?  You fucking love
being taken."

   Sara's words came out as high-pitched squeals of forced pleasure.

   "NO...I...OHGOD....I...DON"T...GET...OFF...ON...THIS!!!!"

   "We're not buying it, Sara," Lucas said standing a few feet away holding
his phone up.

   (click)

   "OHGOD!!!!  NOOO!!!!  YOU'RE...TAKING...PICTURES OF ME!!!!"

   "Just for Doctor Boone's files," Lucas assured Sara as he photographed
her being fucked out of her mind.  "You're his favorite case study."

   (click)

   "AAAHHH!!!" Sara's eyes went wide as she felt Aiden's cock somehow
manage to penetrate deeper into her womb, her back repeatedly hitting
against the door and her breasts bouncing up and down with every thrust.

   (click)

   "NOOOO!!!" Sara begged shamelessly.  "Please!!!  Don't take pictures of
meeeeaaaaAAAHHHH!!!!"

   Sara was cut off mid-sentence as Aiden grabbed the guest speaker's ass
cheeks with both hands and began pumping Sara's cunt at full speed, his
cock relentlessly stroking her overly sensitive g-spot again and again and
again...

   "OHGOD!!  OHGOD!!!  OHGOD!!!!" Sara screamed over and over as her pussy
began squirting everywhere, her gorgeous body convulsing in her restraints.
Her legs quivering as she was forced to maintain her full split with her
ankles tied down, her hands restrained above her head, her ass groped, and
a massive cock pounding her.

   It was her dream from last night all over again, except this time, it
was really happening.

   Aiden felt Sara's pussy muscles contracting around his cock.

   "Oh fuck, Sara!" Aiden said more to himself than her.  "I can't hold
back anymore..."

   Sara panicked when she felt the cock within her depths begin to pulse.

   "OHGOD!  NOOOO!!!  DON'T...COME...IN...SIDE...MEEE!!!"

   Both of them screamed as Aiden unloaded everything far into Sara's
depths.  She froze, her entire body locking in tension as she felt the
liquid spread inside her womb.

   (click)

   "Nooooo," Sara closed her eyes in defeat as her pussy was defiled again.

   "Yes...oh what a great fuck you are," Aiden said as he started to pump
Sara's twice raped pussy at a slower pace, her body now bobbing up and down
gently in her restraints as the waves began to subside.

   "Oooohhh fuuuuuck," Sara moaned and sighed in total exhaustion as she
felt her conditioning slowly fading away.  Thank goodness she had started
taking birth control recently.  Those two cocks would have easily
impregnated her.

   When Aiden pulled out of Sara, she went completely limp in exhaustion.
She had just been raped twice, her arms restrained, her legs spread, her
pussy defiled, her orgasms forced, and her body used as a fucktoy by these
two college students.

   That's when Sara realized...she WAS trying to relive her experience from
years ago.

   Her next session with Doctor Boone was going to be very interesting.

   Aiden and Lucas slowly began undoing Sara's restraints.  Too exhausted
to do anything else, she was grateful that the two students were gentle as
they took her down, helped her get dressed, and then tidied up the room
while she rested.

   After cleaning the classroom, the two students helped Sara up.  Lucas
carried her laptop and purse while Aiden helped Sara outside to her car.

   "Thank you for...coming, Sara," Aiden said opening the car door for her
while Lucas placed her belongings in the back seat.

   Sara glared angrily at them.

   "I hope you two enjoyed yourselves," she said bluntly as she got into
her car.

   "Absolutely," Lucas answered.

   Aiden spoke softer.  "How was it for you?"

   Sara started the engine to her car, took a deep breath, and confessed to
Aiden.

   "Even better than I dreamed."

   ***

   Angie, Sara's digital marketing supervisor, sat at her desk computer
going through her correspondence when her email dinged indicating a new
message.

   "Now what?" Angie said to herself.  It was Friday afternoon and she was
ready to head out.  Angie was hosting a costume party tonight at her house
for everyone in the company and she needed to get home to change before
setting everything up.

   The email was sent from an address she didn't recognize, and it had two
attachments.  Angie almost ignored the message as spam, but then saw that
Sara's name was on the file.

   "Some sort of medical records..." Angie deduced.

   Opening the document, Angie saw the words "Doctor Boone, therapist" at
the top.

   As she began reading through the file, Angie's jaw dropped.

   "Ohmygod, Sara!"

   After finishing the file in complete disbelief, Angie opened the second
attachment.

   It was a picture...

   ...a picture of Sara wearing only high heels and glasses, her wrists
restrained above her head, her legs in a full split, and being fucked out
of her mind by someone with his back turned to the camera.

   "Oh my..." Angie said in total shock.

   After a few minutes, the ginger girl closed her laptop and sat at her
desk stunned, staring at nothing as she processed what she had just seen.

   "Oh, Sara..." Angie finally said, smiling to herself.  "Have I got plans
for you..."



   Sara's Sexual Conditioning Pt.  05

   Sara put her hands on her hips and looked at her reflection in the full
length mirror.  She couldn't help but think how adorable she looked in her
little bunny costume for the office party tonight.

   The ensemble was a very form-fitting, one-piece, all black, strapless
outfit that zipped in the back and pushed her perky breasts up beautifully
while also highlighting her gorgeous toned legs.  Her little gauntlets and
collar were white with black buttons to accent the cuffs and a black bowtie
on the collar.  Her little white bunny tail looked so cute on her rear, and
her black bunny ears were attached with a headband.  Black high heels
completed the ensemble.

   "Wow, I look so cute in this," Sara said to herself as she turned from
side to side, lifting one leg into a flamingo pose.

   "My ass looks amazing," Sara commented as she faced away from the mirror
and looked back over her shoulder at her cute little bunny tail.

   Sara was really looking forward to the office party tonight at Angie's
place.  It would be a chance to relax and have a glass of wine with her
co-workers.  After the past few weeks, Sara needed the distraction. 
Between being sexually conditioned by Dr.  Boone, taken by her dance
partner, Mark, and raped by two students at the university, Sara just
wanted to have fun and enjoy the evening.  Putting on a long black coat
over her bunny outfit, Sara grabbed her keys and headed for her car.

   As Sara drove to Angie's apartment, her mind began to focus on which of
her co-workers would be there.  Their department was small, with only eight
people total, three of which were guys.

   "Okay, Sara," she said to herself, thinking carefully through each guy
in the department.  "There is Arthur, Everett, and Paul.  I get along with
all of them, and they are cute guys, but they are so sweet, I don't think
any of them would dare do anything inappropriate."

   Sara breathed a sigh of relief, pretty sure that no one would be able to
activate her sexual conditioning tonight.  She could just enjoy the
evening.

   With that out of the way, Sara cranked up the radio and started singing
along.

   ***

   (KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK)

   "Coming!" Angie said, gliding into the living room of her spacious flat.

   As head of the department, Angie had done really well for herself,
especially for a girl in her late 20s.  It wasn't hard to believe though.
Angie was smart, friendly, and gorgeous.  With her beautiful long curly red
hair and a smile of sunshine, everyone liked her, especially the employees
on her team.

   Angie was good friends with Sara as well, both of them having gone to
the same college a few years apart.  Sara was like a younger sister to
Angie and they always had a friendly working relationship even though Angie
was technically Sara's supervisor.

   For the party, Angie was wearing her majorette outfit from when she was
a baton twirler in college.  The gorgeous, form-fitting, white leotard
covered her arms up to her wrists and left her beautiful legs completely
uncovered.  The uniform was highlighted with patterns of gold sequins and
fit tightly around her entire figure, making her breasts look unbelievably
pert and her ass very tight.

   When Angie opened the door, Sara had taken off her coat and was standing
there in full bunny costume with her arms spread wide as if saying
"Ta-daaaaa".

   When the two girls saw each other, they squealed.

   "Oh my gosh, Sara!  You look ADORABLE!" Angie said giving her friend a
hug.

   "You too, Angie!" Sara said stepping back to get a good look at her. 
"You've still got your college body, girl."

   Angie smiled, blushing a little.  "Here, let me take your coat."

   Sara glanced around and saw pretty much everyone from work in various
costumes.  Arthur was dressed like a private investigator, Everett like a
cowboy, and Paul like a musketeer.  Heather was dressed as a fairy tale
princess, Robin had the 1950s poodle skirt look, and Lori was dressed like
a farm girl.

   All eyes, however, went to Sara as she walked into the great room, her
breasts leading the way and her cute bunny tail drawing attention to her
swaying ass as she smiled cutely and waved hi to everyone.

   Seeing their coworker in the full bunny costume rendered the guys
speechless, their mouths open as they took in the visual feast standing
before them.

   Angie handed Sara a glass of wine and the two of them began to mingle.
The three male coworkers were standing together, each trying to not look
obvious as they turned Sara into their personal eye candy.  Little did Sara
know, as she took a sip of her wine, that she was being fucked three times
over in the minds of her coworkers.

   "Damn," Arthur commented to his colleagues, "have you ever seen anyone
look that hot before?"

   "Not in real life," Paul answered back, without taking his eyes off the
sexy bunny.

   Everett gave a slight chuckle.  "What I wouldn't give to bend her over
that table and bang the daylights out of her."

   After some time chatting with her female friends, Sara worked her way
around the room towards the male trio.

   "Hi guys!" Sara flashed a cute smile at her coworkers.

   Caught by surprise, the three young men hesitated.

   Sara placed a hand on her hip and tilted her head to one side.  "What's
the matter, boys?"

   "Oh...um..." Paul tried to recover.  "um...nothing.  We were
just...saying how...um amazing you looked."

   "Aww thanks, you guys look great too." Sara replied before turning to
Arthur.  "Solve any mysteries yet, Arthur?"

   Arthur pulled out his magnifying glass from his detective cloak.

   "The only mystery here is finding out exactly how these amazing breasts
are defying the laws of gravity in that outfit."

   Arthur held the magnifying glass directly above Sara's breasts and
shamelessly looked them over intently.

   Sara's mouth fell open at Arthur's audacity.

   "Or how firm this ass of yours is..." Paul commented, smacking Sara's
ass with his rapier.

   "OH!!" Sara yelped as she jumped.

   Everett took out his toy six-shooter and held it between Sara's legs,
stroking her pussy with the handle of the pistol.

   "So...what it would take for you to let one of us shoot a load into
you?"

   "What!?!  Fuck you!!" Sara fumed, slapping Everett across the face
before storming off to Angie's bedroom.

   Angie, observing from a distance, followed Sara into the bedroom and
found her getting her coat from the pile on the mattress.

   "Sara, please don't leave," Angie tried to convince her employee.

   Sara's eyes were watering.  "I can't believe what those guys just did."

   Angie sat down on the edge of her bed.  "They've just had too much to
drink and weren't thinking clearly.  Come on, please stay, for me."

   Sara's anger was diffused by Angie's words.  She tossed her coat back on
the mattress and sat down next to her supervisor.

   "I shouldn't have worn this," Sara said gesturing to her bunny outfit.
"What was I thinking?  It's like I was asking for the guys to hit on me."

   "Hey," Angie stroked Sara's lovely hair, "it's not your fault.  The guys
know better, and you look so adorable in that costume."

   Sara's beautiful blue eyes began to water.  "I just wanted to relax
tonight.  I've been through a lot this week, and I need to be away from
guys right now."

   "Shhhh," Angie hugged her younger friend as the tears started to flow.
"It's okay, Sara...shhhhh."

   As Sara cried on Angie's shoulder, the ginger girl stroked her friend's
hair gently.

   "You are a beautiful person, and you just need someone to pamper
you...to treat you lovingly."

   Sara nodded, knowing that if she tried to speak she would start sobbing.

   Pulling out of their hug, Angie placed her hand gently under Sara's
chin, the two friends locking eyes on each other.  Sara didn't know if it
was the wine, or the stress of the past several days, but her inhibitions
didn't stop what she suspected was getting ready to happen.

   Angie's voice was so soft and loving.  "You need someone who...cares
about you..."

   Sara's big blue eyes were pleading with her friend to kiss her.

   "...who knows what you need..."

   The two girls leaned in closer to each other.

   "...who is willing to give this to you..."

   Closer.

   "...who loves you..."

   Angie and Sara kissed gently.  The two girls shivered as fireworks went
off throughout their gorgeous bodies.

   For the first time in her life, Sara was kissing another girl.  It was
so soft, and gentle, and loving, nothing like she had ever felt before.

   "Mmm..." Sara sighed in pleasure as their first kiss quickly turned into
their second.  Within moments, the two girls were making out with each
other.

   "Ohgod," Sara thought to herself.  "This is wrong.  I shouldn't be doing
this..."

   Angie felt Sara tense up.

   "Shhhh..." Angie whispered between kisses, "it's okay, Sara.  Just let
it happen."

   Angie began to deep kiss Sara more aggressively, the two girls both
sighing and moaning in pleasure as Sara began to surrender to the
sensations overpowering her.

   It was every straight guy's fantasy, two really hot girls, one wearing a
tight majorette outfit, the other dressed as a sexy bunny, making out with
each other and getting hornier by the moment.

   Of course, no one was there to see it.  They were alone together, and
for Sara and Angie, that made it even hotter.  It was their naughty little
secret.

   As their kissing session got more intense, Angie gently took Sara's hand
and moved it between her legs, placing it so Sara could feel Angie's hot
wet pussy through her majorette outfit.

   Sara's eyes popped open and she instantly pulled away.

   "No!" Sara panicked, suddenly realizing what she was doing.  "Angie, I
can't!  It's not right!"

   Angie smiled, realizing that this was Sara's first girl/girl experience.

   "Sara, it's okay," Angie assured her as she stroked her friend's hair
lovingly, giving gentle kisses on her face.  "It's just us girls.  No one
has to know."

   Sara seemed to consider it for just a moment.  It would be so easy to
give in.

   "No," Sara snapped out of it.  "We shouldn't be doing this, Angie!  I'm
not into girls.  I'd better go."

   As Sara stood up off the bed and headed for the door, Angie quickly
grabbed her employee by the arm.

   "Well, I see I'm going to have to convince you then." Angie pulled Sara
over to the writing desk in the corner and forcefully bent her over the
table.

   "Angie!" Sara exclaimed.  "What are you doing?!?"

   Angie held Sara's wrists to the table.  "Now don't move.  I'm going to
prove that deep down, you actually want me to fuck you."

   "No, Angie!  No!" Sara's tears started again.

   Grabbing her employee's hair with her left hand, Angie moved her right
hand between Sara's legs and began stroking her pussy through her bunny
outfit.

   "Nooooooo..." Sara whimpered as she felt her conditioning activate. 
Immediately, her nipples and clit quadrupled in sensitivity, and her pussy
was now continuously on the verge of orgasm.

   "This can't be happening!" Sara screamed in her head as Angie stroked in
continuous little circles with her fingertips.  "How can a girl have
activated my conditioning?!?"

   Sara snapped back to the present as she felt her supervisor slowly
pulling the zipper to her bunny suit down her back.

   "No!!  Angie!!  Please don't do this to me!!"

   Within moments, Sara felt her breasts fall out of their holsters as her
bunny suit was pulled past her curvy hips and down her gorgeous legs.

   Sara's perfect pussy now exposed, Angie took her twirling baton from the
table and placed the tip of it up against Sara's labia.

   "OH!!" Sara gasped as she felt the majorette's other hand go between her
legs and open the lips to her pussy.

   Angie smiled.  "Girl, you are so going to love this."

   "AAAAHHH!!" Sara gripped the desk with her hands and cried out as she
felt Angie's baton begin to pump back and forth inside her.  The ridge on
the rubber tip glossed over Sara's g-spot with each little thrust of the
baton.

   "Ohgoooodddddd..." Sara laid her head back and moaned at the ceiling as
the majorette's baton tunneled into Sara's depths, the walls of her pussy
opening to accept this latest violation of her most intimate possession.

   Sara's hips shifted from side to side as the baton thrusts inside her
pussy became longer and deeper, her gorgeous ass squirming involuntarily
from the obscene baton fucking.

   (SMACK)

   "OH!" Sara yelped as Angie spanked her ass hard.

   "Damnit Sara, I've loved that ass of yours since college," Angie
whispered into her ear.

   "Ohgod..." Sara whimpered, "what are you going to do to me?"

   Angie smiled excitedly as she worked her baton deeper into Sara's
depths. "Oooooo, lots of things.  Right now though, I'm going to wank your
clit and g-spot at the same time."

   "Ohgod!  No...no please!" Sara's entire body was trembling.

   "Don't scream," Angie said pushing another inch of her baton inside
Sara's womb.

   "OOHHH!!" Sara felt like her pussy was taking the daddy of all cocks
inside her.

   "My bedroom isn't soundproof," Angie explained as she worked her
twirling baton another inch into Sara's cunt, "and you wouldn't want the
guys to come back here and see you like this, would you?"

   Sara shook her head, trying desperately to concentrate on enduring the
invading staff being pushed inside her.

   Then, Angie's soft hand began making tiny but firm circular motions on
her employee's unbelievably sensitive clit.

   "OH FUCK!!" Sara covered her mouth with her hand to muffle her screams.
Her pussy began squirting immediately as the majorette's baton pumped in
and out of Sara's depths while Angie's fingers flitted across her clit
relentlessly.

   "MMMMM!!  MMMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed into her hand as her pussy gushed
liquid everywhere.  As a woman, Angie knew EXACTLY how to make Sara come
over and over.  The squelching noises coming from Sara's pussy as Angie's
baton pumped further and further into her depths revealed to the majorette
just how horny Sara was.

   "I knew it, you little slut," Angie said as her hand went into
overdrive, the image of her fingers blurring as she absolutely tortured
Sara's clit.

   "MMMMMMM!!  MMMMMMMMM!!" More liquid gushed from Sara 's pussy, her
contractions squirting the fluid out of her cunt, her muffled screams
becoming ever higher in pitch as the majorette forced orgasm after
beautiful orgasm from her.

   "MMMMMMMMMM!!" Sara collapsed onto the desk in surrender, her body
heaving from the torture as Angie pulled her twirling baton out of Sara's
defeated cunt.

   Before she could even remotely catch her breath, Angie yanked Sara off
the desk and tossed her onto her bed.  Immediately, the ginger girl was on
top of her employee, pinning her down by straddling her legs.

   "No!  Angie!!" Sara struggled.  "What are you doing to me?"

   Quickly, Angie took one of her pillowcases and began tying Sara's wrists
together.

   "No, Angie!!  Ohgod, please no!!" Sara begged as her wrists were bound.

   The ginger girl then tied the pillowcase around the bed frame,
essentially binding Sara's wrists above her head.

   "No, Angie!  PLEASE!!"

   Angie smiled calmly.  "Keep saying 'no', bitch.  We both know what that
means."

   "What are you talking about?" Sara asked worriedly.

   Angie flashed her cute majorette smile as she took hold of Sara's legs
and spread them wide into a full mid-air split.

   "Now, according to your file, this is your favorite fucking position."
Angie said as she took two more pillowcases and began tying Sara's ankles
down to each side of the bed, her pussy completely exposed and ready to be
taken.

   "What?!?" Sara froze.  "Ohmygod!  How did you get that file?!?"

   "Ohhhhh that," Angie teased.  "Well let's just say a couple of nice boys
at the university were kind enough to send it to me."

   Sara's eyes widened.  "No!"

   "Ooooo, keep saying 'no', Sara," Angie purred.  "We both know it just
means you're getting more and more desperate to be fucked."

   "Oh no, please, not again..." Sara laid her head back.  "Not another
rape."

   "Yes," Angie said taking a final pillowcase and using it to gag Sara's
mouth.

   "MMMMMMMM!!" Sara shook her head violently as Angie tied the cloth in a
knot behind Sara's head.

   With Sara now completely tied down and helpless to prevent her
supervisor from doing anything she wanted to her, the ginger majorette went
over to her dresser and opened a drawer.

   "I've wanted to fuck you ever since college," Angie explained taking a
belt of some kind from the drawer and walking back over to the bed.

   "I always figured you were straight so I never made a move or said
anything about it."

   Angie sat on the mattress and gently caressed Sara's face as she talked.

   "So when I read your file, and discovered you had been conditioned to
enjoy being raped by people you found sexually attractive, I knew I
couldn't pass up the opportunity to see if I could turn you on and activate
your conditioning."

   "MMMMM!!  MMMMM!!" Sara shook her head.

   "So," Angie stood up again and attached the belt strap around her waist,
"now that I know I can turn you on..."

   "MMMM!!" Sara shook her head again.

   "...I'm going to rape you."

   "MMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed into her gag as Angie took a massively large
dildo and attached it to the strap around her waist.

   Sara's eyes widened in panic when she saw the size of the strap-on cock.

   "Ohmygod!!" Sara thought to herself.  "It's too big!!  There's no way
I'll be able to take that in my pussy!!"

   Angie climbed onto her bed and got on her knees in between Sara's
extremely wide-spread legs.  Savoring the moment, Angie smiled and caressed
Sara's silky hair.

   "You look so sexy with your bunny ears and bowtie...tied down...legs
spread wide...pussy throbbing...just waiting to be fucked out of your
mind."

   "MMMMMM!!  MMMMMMMM!!" Sara shook her head violently as Angie lined up
the monster cock with the completely vulnerable entrance to her pussy.

   "Ohgod!  This is it!" Sara cried out in her head.  "I'm being raped
again!"

   The ginger majorette slowly pushed her hips forward, the massive cock
head spreading the lips of Sara's pussy apart.

   "MMMMMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed at the top of her lungs into her gag as she
felt the enormously thick member stretch the walls of her pussy and begin
to enter her depths.

   "OOOOOHHHHHH FFFUUUUUCK!!" Sara's screams would have been deafening had
they not been muffled by the pillowcase gagging her mouth.  As the cock
tunneled inside her further, Sara could feel her pussy walls stretching,
struggling to take the thickness of the shaft into her.  Her body twitched
and convulsed as her beautiful cunt was being slowly raped one inch at a
time by her supervisor.

   "Ooooooo," Angie purred, "I bet this feels unbelievable inside your
pussy."

   "MMMMMMMM!!" Sara's eyes went wide as she felt the cock that was slowly
filling her inch even deeper.

   "FUCK!!" Sara screamed in her head.  "How far inside me can this thing
go?!?"

   Angie flashed her gorgeous smile as she felt Sara's pussy muscles give,
taking in yet another inch of the thick shaft.

   "OHGOD!!" Sara panicked as she felt the cock stretching her womb beyond
what she thought was possible.  "IT'S GOING TO FUCKING TEAR ME APART!!"

   "Come on, sweetie," Angie encouraged her employee, "just a few more
inches."

   "OHGOD!!  THERE'S MORE?!?" Sara thought to herself, laying her head back
on the mattress, tears flowing from her beautiful blue eyes.

   "MMMMMMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed over and over, her legs quivering in
tension, her hands yanking on the restraints, her entire body hanging on
for dear life as little by little, inch by inch, her pussy was raped by the
largest cock she'd ever had inside her.

   ...and it felt fucking amazing.

   Finally, Sara felt Angie's hips up against her legs, and knew that the
entire cock was now resting within her depths.  Sara tossed her head back
on the bed in exhaustion, thanking the universe that her pussy was able to
get it all in.

   "Don't get too comfortable, sweetie," Angie said, reaching into the top
of her majorette outfit and pulling out a small remote that had been tucked
between her perky breasts.

   "This is when it gets really wild."

   Sara's eyes widened as Angie flashed her adorable smile and activated
the remote.

   (click)

   "MMMMMMMMMMM!!" Immediately Sara began screaming as the shaft violating
her pussy came to life inside her.  The vibration was so strong that it
enveloped her entire body with the most torturous pleasure, forcing her to
orgasm.  Sara thrashed violently in her restraints as her overly sensitive
g-spot was tormented relentlessly with continuous intense stimulation.

   It was then that Angie took hold of Sara's over-sensitive tits and began
grinding her hips up against Sara's cunt, fucking her pussy with the
strapped on cock.

   Sara's screams of rapture were beautiful as Angie raped her gorgeous
body over and over, orgasms crashing down on her like the waves of a
violent ocean.

   "Oh fuck yes, girl!" Angie pumped her hips back and forth, grinding the
shaft into Sara's depths with merciless vigor.  "I've wanted this for so
long.  Ohgod, I love hearing you scream while I fuck you."

   "MMMMM!!  MMMMMMM!!" Sara kept shaking her head no as she was being
fucked out of her mind...and every time she did, her sexual conditioning
made her more turned on than ever before.

   Angie smiled knowingly as she moved one of her hands to touch Sara's
clit.

   "Okay, bitch, let's turn on the water works."

   Immediately, Angie's hand went into overdrive, blurring rapidly across
Sara's erect and highly sensitive pleasure nub.

   "MMMMMMMM!!  MMMMMMM!!  MMMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed as if she was being
violently assaulted, her pussy gushing liquid as a whole new level of
orgasmic torture rocked the helpless Sara to her core.  She couldn't move,
she couldn't resist, she couldn't even surrender, all she could do was
scream into her gag and try to survive the torture.

   Sara was crying out inside her head as well.  "Oh fuck!!  Oh fuck!!  I
can't believe this is happening!!  This feels amazing!!  RAPE ME, ANGIE!!
FUCKING RAPE MEEEEE!!"

   "OH!  OH!!  OH!!  YES!!  YES!!" Angie threw her ginger hair back as she
fucked Sara with the vibrating cock, the humping and grinding causing the
vibrations to reach Angie's pussy as well, sending the baton twirler into a
squirting orgasm of her own.

   "OH FUCK!!  OH!!  OHHH!!  YES, SARA!!  YESSSSS!!"

   Both girls came together, their dual orgasms joining into one as both
pussies gushed liquid everywhere, drenching each other's cunts.  The
euphoria was nothing like either of them had ever felt before when fucking
a man.

   Still grinding her hips into Sara's cunt, Angie quickly pulled off
Sara's gag and lay down on top of her.

   "Kiss me hard, you fucking bitch," Sara ordered her supervisor.

   Angie raised her eyebrows, impressed with Sara's assertiveness.

   Then the ginger girl smiled.

   "I love you too, my little rape toy."

   Angie gave Sara the deepest, most sensual kiss she'd ever had.  Sara
responded with a passion of her own that was new to both of them.

   New...and exciting.

   As the two girls kissed, Sara could feel her arousal levels slowly
returning to normal.  The exhaustion from the experience began to set in.
Angie removed the cock from Sara's pussy and continued kissing her
lovingly. Sara's beautiful blue eyes welled up as she looked submissively
at the woman who had just fucked her.

   "Angie, I..." Sara started to say something.

   "Shhhh," Angie said stroking Sara's hair.  "Everything is okay.  Just
rest now."

   Sara's fatigue was so great that she fell comfortably asleep still bound
in her fucking position with her arms above her head and her legs tied down
in a full split.

   Angie looked at Sara's gorgeous sleeping face.  It was so innocent, so
content.

   (knock knock knock)

   Angie went to answer the door.

   "Shhhh," Angie said seeing Arthur, Everett, and Paul standing in the
doorway.  "She's asleep."

   "You sure took your time," Paul said softly.

   Angie smiled.  "Girls never rush.  Is everyone else gone?"

   "Yeah, they headed out about 20 minutes ago," Everett explained.  "We
figured when the noise stopped that you two were finished."

   "So," Arthur changed the subject, "do you mind telling us why you had us
hit on Sara earlier?"

   "Yeah," Paul added, "she's a nice girl and you made us sexually harass
her tonight.  Now she'll never even consider going out with any of us."

   Angie gave the guys an "I've got a secret" smile.

   "Follow me."

   Angie led the guys into her office area where she did her computer work.
The four of them gathered around the monitor as Angie pulled up Sara's file
from Doctor Boone.

   A few minutes later, all three guys were staring at Angie in disbelief.

   "So, that's why you told us not to touch Sara while we were hitting on
her," Arthur deduced, "so you would be the one to activate her conditioning
while comforting her."

   Angie smiled and nodded.

   "What does it all mean?" Everett asked.

   Angie perched on the desk and crossed her legs, flashing a naughty
smile.

   "I think we should make Sara's next appointment with Doctor Boone a very
special session," Angie explained, "...if you guys are interested."

   The male trio looked at each other, wondering what their scheming
supervisor had planned.

   "Alright," Paul finally said on everyone's behalf, "what do you want us
to do?"



   Sara's Sexual Conditioning Pt.  06

   Sara was home from work, lying on top of her own bed with her black
dress pants unzipped, her legs spread, and her hand inside her black satin
panties.  Her eyes were closed, lost in her own fantasy world as she
violently masturbated her clit with her quick-moving fingers.

   "OHGOD!!  OHGOD!!" Sara cried out as she started to come, her hips
involuntarily giving little pumps off the mattress as if she was fucking.

   With her other hand, Sara pulled up her sky blue top and undid the front
closure of the black satin bra she had on today, freeing her tits as they
pushed forward, demanding her attention.

   "AAHH!!" Sara gasped as she grabbed one of her nipples and began pulling
and pinching and tweaking it in search of more pleasure.

   "OH FUCK!!" Sara laid her head back as her clit-torturing fingers went
faster and faster.

   Sara had been masturbating a lot lately.  Ever since her supervisor,
Angie, fucked her at a party last week, Sara seemed to be in a constant
state of arousal, almost as if her sexual conditioning from Doctor Boone
was active all the time.

   "OH FUCK!!  OH FUCK!!" Sara was writhing on the bed as her hand went
into overdrive, wanking her clit as fast as she could.

   "OHGOD!!  FUCK YES!!" Sara screamed at the ceiling as she came
hard...again.

   This was the fifth time she had made herself orgasm today.  Once this
morning in the shower, and three times throughout the day at her digital
marketing job.  Sara had never pleasured herself at work before, but she
was so horny, and desperate for release.

   Why was it happening?

   Sara had to ask Angie for a break at three different times today so she
could go make herself come.  She would hide in a supply room, unzip her
pants, and use a tiny clit vibrator she had started carrying around in her
purse.  The vibrator was very quiet, but Sara still had to struggle to keep
from screaming when she came.  The climaxes were much more intense than
usual, and Sara wasn't sure why.  She just knew she couldn't think about
anything else except her next orgasm.

   Finally, Sara asked Angie if she could just go home early.  Angie smiled
and told her it was fine.  There was a gleam in her supervisor's eye
though, and Sara wondered if Angie knew what was going on.

   During the drive home, Sara had one hand on the wheel and the other
inside her panties touching herself.  As soon as she walked through her
door, she threw her purse down, kicked off her black high heels, and
crawled onto her bed.

   "Fuck, I'm so horny!" Sara said to herself as she hurried to unzip her
pants and start masturbating.  Within seconds she was wanking herself as if
her life depended on it...again.

   Fifteen minutes and four orgasms later, Sara was still just as horny. 
The contractions of her pussy muscles were wonderful, and her gorgeous body
twitched spastically with every release.  Sara screamed at the ceiling each
time she came, but it didn't help.  Seconds after she made herself orgasm,
her pussy was instantly ready for another one.

   Something was wrong.

   "Why is this happening?" Sara thought to herself as she fell back on her
pillow trying to catch her breath.  "Has something gone wrong with my
conditioning?"

   The young woman's mind raced with what could possibly be happening to
her.  Quickly, Sara got off the bed and walked into the main room to get
her phone from her purse.

   "Doctor Boone?" Sara talked as she heard her therapist answer the phone.
"Hi, this is Sara."

   "Hello Sara," Doctor Boone said calmly, as if he were expecting her
call. "What can I do for you?"

   "I...need to come see you," Sara answered, "it's...an emergency."

   "That's quite alright, Sara," Doctor Boone replied.  "I'll be free in
about an hour."

   Sara sighed in relief.  "Oh, that's great, I'll be there.  Thank you so
much."

   Sara was so focused on getting some answers to her predicament that she
didn't notice her right hand had been rubbing her clit the entire time.

   "An hour..." Sara thought to herself.

   Boone's office was only fifteen minutes away...

   Not even taking the time to return to the bedroom, Sara quickly laid
back on her dining table and thrust both hands into her panties.

   "OOOOOOHHHHH FUUUUUCCCKKKK!!" Sara screamed at the ceiling as one hand
flittered across her erect clit while the other stroked her g-spot inside
her warm wet pussy.

   ***

   An hour later, Sara was in Doctor Boone's office sitting on his therapy
couch...the same couch where she had been sexually conditioned to enjoy
being raped, and then was immediately raped by Doctor Boone himself.  It
was the first time she had ever been taken forcefully without feeling the
guilt and shame that came with being a rape victim.

   Sara had thought about it a lot over the past few weeks.  "Victim"
wasn't even the right word.  Without the shame and guilt, she didn't feel
like a victim.  The closest term she could come up with was "rape
participant".

   "Is there such a thing?" Sara had asked herself that question many times
since she last sat on Doctor Boone's couch.

   "Doctor, you've got to help me," Sara said softly but with a tone of
desperation.

   "What's wrong, Sara?" Doctor Boone asked, noticing the outline of Sara's
erect nipples poking through her top.

   "I think something has gone wrong with my conditioning," Sara explained.
"It seems like it's active all the time.  I'm constantly on the verge of an
orgasm, and when I make myself come, it doesn't help.  I'm still just as
horny.  My nipples, my clit, my g-spot, they're all so sensitive to the
slightest touch.  It's driving me crazy!"

   Boone raised his eyebrows.  "Who was the last person to activate your
conditioning?"

   Sara looked sheepishly at her therapist, not entirely sure if she wanted
to share that information.

   "My...my supervisor...Angie."

   "Did she rape you?" Doctor Boone asked as if it was the most casual
question in the world.

   Sara moistened her lips as she confessed.  "Yes."

   "Then what happened?"

   Sara thought a moment.  "I feel asleep on Angie's bed.  I was so
exhausted.  I remember feeling my arousal levels go back to normal though,
before I lost consciousness."

   Doctor Boone jotted down some final notes and put his pad down.

   "Okay, Sara," Boone responded, "I think I we can get to the bottom of
this.  I'm going to need to restrain you in your 'rape position' though."

   Sara straightened her posture on the sofa.  "But..."

   "It's the only way, Sara," Boone interrupted, "we have to recreate the
conditions as close as possible."

   Sara took a deep breath to fortify herself, and then looked up at Boone,
her eyes beginning to water.

   "Okay, what do I need to do?"

   Doctor Boone stood up and walked to his desk.  "Go ahead and take off
your clothes while I get the restraints ready."

   Sara tried to contain her nervousness as she stood up from the couch,
crossed her arms at the waist, and pulled her light blue top over her head,
revealing the black satin push-up bra she had worn today.  As Doctor Boone
set up the restraints, Sara unzipped her black dress pants and wiggled her
hips while pushing them down her legs.  The matching black satin panties
looked amazing on her, gripping her ass and pussy snugly.

   Sara looked a lot more nervous though as she undid the front closure of
her bra and took it off, exposing those amazingly pert, erect nipples. 
Then, with a resolute sigh, Sara put her hands at her hips and slid the
black satin panties down her toned dancer's legs, stepping out of them
while still wearing her black high heels.

   Looking shyly at Doctor Boone, and feeling very exposed, Sara covered
herself with her arms as she walked back to the sofa and sat down on the
center cushion.  She wondered why she was covering herself.  Doctor Boone
had seen every intimate part of her body before.  His cock had even been
inside her pussy, It didn't make anything easier though.

   As Doctor Boone took Sara's right wrist and placed it gently in one of
the manacles hovering above her head, the beautiful dancer looked up at the
restraints.

   "It's happening again..." Sara thought to herself.  "I'm going to be
raped again...I just know it."

   (click)

   A few tears of realization rolled down her soft cheeks as her left wrist
was then secured above her head.

   (click)

   "Now, Sara," Doctor Boone's voice interrupted her thoughts, "if you
would please put your legs into a split position."

   Sara nodded, using her manacled wrists as a support to lift herself a
few inches off the couch.  Then, spreading her flexible legs wide into a
full split, Sara rested her heels on the arms of couch, leaving several
inches between her pussy and the cushions.

   "Ohgod...how did it come to this?" Sara thought to herself as Boone took
Sara's right ankle and manacled it to the arm of the couch.

   (click)

   Every time another restraint locked, Sara felt her pussy get wetter and
wetter.  Being made helpless and unable to prevent anyone from doing
anything they wanted to her was making her hornier than ever.

   "I'm so exposed," Sara thought to herself.  "My clit is throbbing, my
pussy is quivering.  My nipples are so hard and sensitive right now I could
come from just one touch."

   (click)

   Sara heard the sound of the final restraint locking her left ankle in
place.  Her pussy tingled with anticipation as to what was coming next.

   Doctor Boone took a step back and admired the sight in front of him. 
Sara, his beautiful patient, wearing only black heels and glasses, was
completely restrained and helpless in her fucking position ready to be
violated, ravaged, and defiled.

   Sara looked up at her therapist with misty eyes.

   "Are you going to rape me?" Sara asked timidly, just barely above a
whisper.

   Her submissive eyes had never been so blue.

   Without answering, Doctor Boone caressed Sara's hair gently, and leaned
in to kiss her.

   "MMM!!" Sara's eyes went wide as her therapist planted a long sensual
kiss on his patient's beautiful soft lips.

   Finally pulling out of the kiss, Doctor Boone whispered into Sara's ear.

   "No, not today, Sara," he answered.  "You're going to need all of your
stamina for what's getting ready to happen."

   "Ohgod..." Sara was trembling, "what's going to happen to me?"

   Boone pressed the intercom on his desk.  The voice of his secretary
answered.

   "Yes, Doctor Boone?"

   "Please send them in," he replied.

   "Them?" Sara asked worriedly.

   A moment later the door opened and Sara's eyes went wide as Angie walked
in, followed by Arthur, Everett, and Paul.

   "AAHH!!" Sara let out a scream when she saw her coworkers.  "Nooo!!  You
can't see me like this!!  What are you all doing here?"

   Sara desperately tried to free herself, pulling hard on her restraints
as the tears started to come.

   "NO!  NO!!  THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!!  THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!!"

   "Shhhhhhh..." Angie walked up to Sara and caressed Sara's face gently,
"It's okay, love, we're here to help you."

   Sara's three male co-workers sat on various chairs around the room while
Angie stood in front of the sofa, giving loving kisses to Sara's face as
she caressed her gently.

   "Angie..." Sara's voice was just above a whisper, "I'm scared."

   The ginger girl flashed her gorgeous smile between kisses.  "Don't be,
I'm here, and you are going to love this."

   Angie beeped Sara's nose with her finger and stood up straight, walking
over to Boone's desk and perching on top of it, crossing her legs.  She
looked so cute today in her little white t-shirt tucked into her tiny black
shorts and white tennis shoes.  Much more casual than her work clothes.

   "So, you're probably wondering why you're so horny all the time," Angie
explained.

   Sara listened intently, trying not to think about the fact that every
intimate part of her was on display for her therapist, her supervisor, and
her male co-workers.

   "After the party the other night, you fell asleep on my bed still
restrained in the same position you're in right now."

   Sara moistened her lips.

   "What do you remember after that?" Angie asked.

   Sara thought back.  "I just remember waking up in my own bed."

   "Mmmhmm," Angie confirmed.  "I drove you home and put you to bed...but
not before these three guys came in and saw you."

   "NO!!" Sara's eyes widened, looking at her co-workers worriedly.  "Did
you guys rape me while I was unconscious?"

   Angie shook her head.  "No, they would never do that."

   Sara breathed a sigh of relief.

   Angie tilted her head to the side and gave a slight smile.  "However,
before I untied you, one of them got on the bed and gently rubbed your clit
until you came in your sleep."

   "What?!?" Sara exclaimed.

   "You were so beautiful when you came," Angie said dreamily.  "Eyes
closed tightly, mouth open in ecstasy, hips giving little
pumps...adorable."

   Sara realized.  "But that means..."

   "Exactly," Doctor Boone confirmed, "your conditioning was activated but
never deactivated."

   Sara's jaw dropped, realizing that in order for her body to return to
normal, one of her male co-workers was going to have to rape her!

   "W-which one?" Sara's voice quivered.

   Angie flashed her adorable smile.  "I'm not going to tell you."

   "Angie!!" Sara yanked on her restraints.

   Doctor Boone interrupted.  "It's perfectly simple, Sara," he explained.
"Your conditioning can only be activated by someone you find sexually
attractive.  Which one of them turns you on?"

   Sara looked at each of her three male co-workers individually, trying to
determine which one she most wanted to be fucked by.  All three of the guys
were cute, but Sara wasn't actually sexually attracted to any of them.  At
least she didn't think she was...

   "I...don't...know..."

   Angie rested her chin on her hand and gave a little pout.  "Awww, too
bad," she commented.  "I guess all three of them will have to rape you
then."

   "WHAT?!?!?" Sara frantically pulled hard on her restraints with her
hands and legs in a desperate and totally useless attempt to break loose.
NO ANGIE!!  NOOOOO!!  YOU CAN"T DO THIS TO ME!!"

   "Oooooooo, keep saying 'no' girl," Angie encouraged her.  "I love it
when you make yourself hornier."

   "Oh NO!!  Tears began rolling downSara's beautiful face as all three
guys stood and walked over to the couch, each of them undoing their
trousers."

   "NO!!  NO WAIT!!  I can't do all of you at the same time!!

   "Sure you can," Angie insisted.  "Three cocks...three holes."

   Sara's eyes went wide as she realized what was going to happen.

   "NO!!  OH NO!!  DOCTOR BOONE, DO SOMETHING!!"

   "It's the only way, Sara," Doctor Boone confirmed what his patient was
most afraid of.  "I could undo the triggers for your conditioning, but only
when you are in a normal state.  We'd have to get you back there first."

   Sara was so shocked at the thought that she hardly noticed Arthur
position himself on his back in the area between the sofa cushions and
Sara's pussy.

   Her soaking wet pussy.

   "All right, gentlemen," Angie supervised her employees as each of them
prepared to fuck the helpless Sara, "let's get Arthur in first."

   "Ohgod!" Sara whimpered as she felt the head of Arthur's stiff cock rest
up against her pussy.  "Please, no!  Arthur!  Please don't rape me!"

   Arthur didn't say anything.  He just began to push his rock hard staff
into Sara, the walls of her cunt parting beautifully to allow him access.

   "Noooooooo..." Sara closed her eyes, whimpering as she felt his massive
dick come to rest fully inside her.

   Angie looked over at Paul.  "You're next."

   Paul climbed onto the sofa and sat down on the cushions directly behind
Sara, his cock pointing upwards towards his young co-worker's ass.

   "Ohgod!!  NO!!  PAUL NO!!  PLEASE DON'T!!"

   Waves and waves of desire washed over Sara as each "no" made her more
desperate than ever to be fucked.

   "OH!!" Sara yelped as Paul grabbed both of her ass cheeks and spread
them apart, placing the head of his cock up against her most forbidden
entrance.

   Sara froze, her whole body locking in tension as she prepared to be
anally raped for the first time in her life.

   "NO!!  OH PLEASE NO!!  DON'T RAPE ME, PAUL!!  NOT THERE!!  OHHHHHHHHH!!"

   "Shhhhhh...just try and relax," Angie caressed Sara's hair gently. 
"it's easier that way."

   As Paul's shaft began to invade Sara's depths, however, she realized
that nothing about this was going to be easy.

   "NO!!  OHGOD!!  OHGOD IT HURTS!!  It feels so largeaaaaAHHHHHHH!!"

   Sara screamed as she felt the head of Paul's cock push past her opening
and begin to work its way through the initial resistance.  She could feel
that he had put something on his cock to lubricate the invading shaft, and
she thanked the universe for it.  Paul went slowly and patiently as he took
Sara's ass, wanting not to hurt her as he raped her in the most obscene way
possible.

   Sara felt every inch, every centimeter, as the invading staff tunneled
deeper into her.  She had never had two large shafts inside her before,
both competing for space as they entered her.  The sense of fullness was
overwhelming, and she knew she still had more to go before it was over.

   "Come on, Sara," Angie encouraged her.  "You can do it, girl."

   Sara's mouth was open as if she wanted to scream, but she wasn't able to
make a sound.  Her gorgeous body was locked in tension, her tits jutting
out as her back arched and thrust her magnificent breasts forward.  Her
beautiful dancer's legs were shaking involuntarily in their restraints as
she was forced to hold her split position.  When Paul's cock finally
completed the last few inches of its journey inside her warm tight ass,
Sara found her voice and screamed, her wrists yanking on the chains above
her head.

   "OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!"

   "Damn, Sara," Paul commented as he finished filling her with his staff.
"Your ass is so tight.  It's gripping me from every direction."

   Tears rolled down Sara's cheeks as she tried to adjust to the amazingly
bizarre feeling of having both her pussy and ass completely stuffed.

   Angie leaned over and kissed Sara's tears away.  "Good girl, Sara.  Hang
in there...only one more to go."

   Standing on the rear of the sofa with his back against the wall for
support, Everett grabbed Sara's hair and forced her to tilt her head back
so she was looking up at the ceiling.

   "NO!!  NO PLEASE!!' Sara struggled as Everett positioned himself to
force his shaft down her throat.  "EVERETT!!  NOOO!!  PLEASE!!  MMMFFFHHH!!
GLUH!!  GLUH!!  GLUH!!"

   Sara's cries were interrupted as Everett thrust his cock into her warm
moist mouth as far as possible.

   "Okay boys," Angie announced, "get fucking."

   "MMMM!!  MMMMMMM!!" Sara gave a muffled scream as she felt all three
cocks begin to pump back and forth inside her body.  It's as if the three
rods were acting as one while they violated her in the most degrading ways.
Sara had become her co-workers' rape toy, their sexual object to be fucked.

   "Now, Arthur," Angie said as if she were directing a movie, "grab hold
of her tits."

   "MMMMMMMMM!!" Sara cried out again as she felt her overly sensitive
nipples suddenly being pinched and pulled.  Lightning bolts of pleasure
fired through her heavenly breasts and spread to her entire body.

   "Paul," Angie continued to build the scene, "start rubbing her clit."

   "MMMMMMMMMMMM!!  (gluh gluh gluh)" Sara half screamed and half gagged on
Everett's cock as Paul reached around her waist and made contact with
Sara's swollen clit.  He could feel it pulsating as he pressed gently and
started making tiny little circular motions with his fingertips.

   Sara came immediately, and her mind was screaming...

   "OHGOD!!  YES!!  RAPE ME!!  FUCK ME, ALL OF YOU BASTARDS!!  FUCKING RAPE
MEEEEEEEEE!!"

   Sara's cunt began to squirt, but her pussy was stuffed by Arthur's cock,
causing the liquid to force its way out like a mostly covered garden hose
on full blast.  Each time her pussy muscles contracted, Arthur and Paul
gasped as both her pussy and her ass gripped their cocks tight from all
directions.  For Sara, the sensations were unbelievably perverted...and
wonderful.

   Angie put her hands on her hips looked up at Everett.

   "Choke her."

   As Everett continued to force Sara to deep throat his member, he placed
his hands gently around her neck and applied pressure for a few seconds.

   "GLUH!!  GLUH!!  GLUH!!" Sara's entire body convulsed as she struggled
to get oxygen.  Every few seconds, Everett would relax his grip and let
Sara breathe, before squeezing again each time Sara came.

   "OHGOD!!  IT'S TOO MUCH!!" Sara's mind panicked as the entire universe
seemed to orgasm around her.  "I CAN'T SURVIVE THIS!!  FUCK!!  OH FUCK!! 
OH NOOOOO!!  THEY'RE ALL RAPING MEEEEEEE!!"

   Sara's entire body was convulsing, reality crashing down around her as
she came and came and came again.  Nothing else existed except the orgasms
that were relentlessly pummeling her...

   ...nothing but the fuck...

   ...nothing but the rape...

   ...HER rape.

   Angie and Boone watched in awe as Sara's three co-workers had their way
with her.  Sara was chained with her arms above her head and her legs in a
full split, a cock fucking the daylights out of her pussy, another
thrusting deep into her ass, and a third being forced down her throat, all
while hands tortured her hard nipples, blurred rapidly over her clit, and
squeezed her neck every time she came.

   It was so obscene it was beautiful.

   Sara could feel it coming.  The guys were thrusting
faster...harder...and Sara felt like all three shafts were growing bigger
inside her.

   "OHGOD!!  THEY'RE GOING TO COME!!" Sara's inner voice was crying out. 
"I'M GOING TO HAVE THREE GUYS COME INSIDE ME AT ONCE!!"

   The thought plunged Sara into another squirting orgasm.

   "OHGOD!!  OHGOD!!  FUCK ME!!  FUCK ME!!  FUCK ME!!  RAPE ME!!  RAPE
MEEEEEEEEE!!"

   "Come on, Sara!  You can do it!" Angie encouraged the girl who had
become everyone's little rape toy.

   Then she addressed her three male employees.

   "Fuck her, boys...fucking rape her...rape her hard...she wants it...she
NEEDS it.  Rape every single hole in that gorgeous body of hers."

   Sara's eyes shot wide open as she felt the three cocks inside her seem
to double in size, ready to defile her in the most perverted way possible.

   Her triple rape was about to be complete.

   "OHGOD HERE IT COMES!!" In her mind, Sara begged the universe to get her
through this as she surrendered to her fate and just tried to survive.

   Arthur came first, firing his liquid deep into Sara's womb.  She felt
the liquid splashing against her pussy walls as her cunt wrapped
beautifully around his shaft and held on.

   "MMMMMMMMMMMMM!!" Sara's scream caused Everett to come.  Grabbing the
back of Sara's head he forced her to take every bit of his cock as it
delivered its load down her throat.

   Seconds later, Sara felt Paul's cock explode inside her ass, her muscles
gripping his shaft from all sides as he fired over and over into her most
forbidden hole, the feeling of warmth spreading throughout her body.

   Sara was in another world.  The sensation of having three cocks coming
inside her body at the same time was a feeling of defilement she had never
even come close to experiencing before.  The orgasmic haze washed away her
mind as endorphins flooded her consciousness.  All three guys held Sara
tight as each of them finished coming inside her.

   One at a time, Angie helped each of the guys dismount their rape toy. 
Sara's eyes rolled back in her head as each shaft pulled out of her defiled
openings.

   "That was unbelievable you guys," Angie said in with her beautiful
smile.

   Sara raised her head back up, her body so limp that she was only being
held up by her restraints.  Her gorgeous hair was a tussled mess, her eyes
were glazed over, and her beautiful body had been raped three times over.
In the past two weeks, her therapist, her dance partner, two college
students, her supervisor, and her coworkers had fucked her.  None of them
had asked permission, they simply took her.

   Or was it something different?  They were fulfilling Sara's rape
fantasies, giving her what she wanted deep down the most...to be taken
against her will...to be raped without feeling guilt or shame for enjoying
it.

   Sara realized that she did enjoy it.  The objectification of her body,
the feeling of helplessness, the restraints, the violation of her most
intimate areas, the forced fucking, the submissiveness, all of it.

   It was amazing, and Doctor Boone's conditioning had made it happen
perfectly.

   Or did it?

   Sara looked down at her breasts and noticed that her nipples were still
rock hard and she could still feel her clit pulsating, desperately wanting
attention.

   "Oh no!" Sara said more to herself than anyone else in the room when the
realization dawned that she was hornier than ever.

   Angie smiled when she noticed Sara had realized her conditioning was
still active.

   "Okay boys, you can go now," Angie said to her male employees before
turning to the therapist.  "Doctor Boone, may I borrow your office for a
while?"

   "Of course," Boone said handing Angie a clipboard and headed out the
door.  "Take notes for me."

   Sara looked at Angie in shock as the office door closed, leaving the two
girls alone together.

   "Angie!  You said that my conditioning was activated by one of the
guys!"

   The ginger girl flashed her beautiful smile as she checked to make sure
Sara was still restrained securely.

   "I lied."

   "WHAT!?!" Sara's mouth fell open in shock.

   Angie tilted her head cutely to one side.

   Sara narrowed her eyes in anger.  "IT WAS YOU!!"

   Angie began slowly gliding her hands up and down Sara's toned legs,
caressing her as if she owned her.

   "Yes...it was."

   "But...why?" Sara asked.  "Why have the guys all rape me?"

   Angie pretended to think about her answer...

   "Fun?" Angie smiled as she crossed her arms at her waist and pulled her
white t-shirt over her head, her perky breasts snugly held in her white
lace bra.

   "Angie!?!?" Sara asked worriedly as her supervisor pushed her tiny
shorts down her legs, revealing the while lace panties she had put on
today. "What are you doing?!?"

   Without answering, Angie reached into her purse and took out the
strap-on she had fucked Sara with at the party.

   Sara panicked and pulled on her restraints as Angie smiled cutely,
attaching the cock to her waist.

   "NO!!  ANGIE DON'T!!  NOT AGAIN!!  PLEASE NO!!"

   "Oooooo, say it again, girl," Angie placed the cock at the entrance to
the helpless Sara's pussy.

   "Ohgod..." Sara's pleas turned to whimpers as she felt the walls of her
beautiful pussy open once again to take in the massive shaft. 
"Angie...please be gentle with me..."

   "Shhhhhhh," Angie's voice was soft as she kissed Sara's face lovingly.
"I can rape you gently just as easily," Angie whispered as she steadily
began pumping the strap-on all the way into Sara's beautiful pussy with
long, slow, loving strokes, caressing Sara's face with her soft touch.

   Sara looked at Angie with the deepest bluest eyes.

   "I...love you...please...rape me..."

   The two girls closed their eyes and kissed lovingly, their hips slowly
pumping together.



   Sara's Sexual Conditioning Pt.  07

   A week at the beach was exactly what Sara needed.  Her supervisor,
Angie, owned a beach house that she liked to use for a getaway from time to
time.  Now that Sara and Angie were engaged, the two thought it would be
wonderful to go there together for a holiday.

   Sara and Angie had known each other since college, but they had only
gotten together a few months ago.  In fact, Sara never realized she was
sexually attracted to women as well as men, that is until Angie raped
her...twice.

   Sara knew it was an unusual way to begin a relationship, but in her
world, it made sense.

   Sara had been raped back in college by two guys at a fraternity party,
and for years she had carried the guilt of not only being violated, but she
felt ashamed that she had experienced pleasure during the forced fucking.
Now in her mid-20s, Sara discovered that she was really turned on by the
idea of being taken against her will.  Through her therapist, Doctor Boone,
Sara had been conditioned to actually experience her rape fantasies in real
life without having the feelings of shame or guilt that usually came with
any non-consensual experience.  As long as Sara found her rapist sexually
attractive, her body had been conditioned to become extremely horny, highly
sensitive to any sexual touch, and give her amazing orgasmic pleasure
without the guilt.  The more she said "no", the more aroused she became.

   Since then, Sara had been raped many times by friends, college students,
co-workers, even Doctor Boone himself.

   Then there was Angie, her college friend, and for the past few years,
her supervisor at work.  Angie had always been into girls, and had a
massive crush on Sara back in college, but didn't think she was interested
in being with a woman.

   So, when Angie found out about Sara's conditioning from Doctor Boone's
patient files, she was determined to see if she would be able to activate
her employee's conditioning and rape her.

   She could, and she did...first by herself at a party, and then again
after three of Sara's coworkers had raped her mouth, her pussy, and her ass
all at the same time.  Just like that, Sara became her supervisor's fuck
doll.

   Over the next several weeks, Sara was the office rape toy.  To
everyone's amazement, she loved being taken at work.  Sara came to the
office each day not knowing who was planning to fuck her, or how.  She just
knew that it was going to be by force, and that she would come hard over
and over again every single time she was raped.  Sara wasn't even sure if
she could call it rape anymore, because she actually wanted to be treated
this way.  She didn't want to have any choice in how she was fucked...or
when...or by whom.

   Sara especially loved it when her coworkers raped her one after another.
One minute, she would be bent over her own desk and fucked hard from behind
until she was panting in exhaustion, and then, before she could catch her
breath, there was already another cock pushing inside her.

   Sara had started carrying a ball gag in her purse so whoever was raping
her at the time could keep her from screaming too loud and disturbing
everyone else.  There were also several places throughout the office
building were restraints were hidden away whenever someone wanted to tie
Sara down as she was being fucked out of her mind.

   Sara's very favorite thing to do though, was when Angie took her into
her office, tied her down to her desk with her flexible legs in a mid-air
split, and had the helpless Sara make phone calls to clients while Angle
went down on her pussy.  It drove Sara insane every single time as she
squirmed and writhed on the desk, trying to sound professional on the phone
while having orgasm after squirting orgasm.

   That was all months ago, and since then, Angie and Sara had fallen
deeply in love with each other.

   When it became obvious that their relationship was getting serious,
Angie planned a final office fucking session for Sara where Arthur,
Everett, and Paul could do anything they wanted to her before she became
off limits to them.  The guys gave her a fantastic sendoff, and it took the
thrice raped Sara several days to recover afterwards.

   Sara and Angie got engaged the following week.

   Over the next few months, Sara had been raped exclusively by Angie on
many occasions.  She loved having her conditioning activated and then being
taken.  Rough, gentle, torturous, passionate, degrading, or loving.  It
didn't matter.  Sara enjoyed being the submissive one in the relationship,
and loved that Angie helped her live out her rape fantasies again and
again.

   Now, the two of them were sitting together on the private beach in front
of Angie's house watching the ocean as they began talking about their
wedding plans.  Angie was in a tiny white string bikini and adorable little
Keds shoes with her bouncy ginger curls pinned up in a ponytail.  Sara was
wearing a short denim miniskirt with a white short-sleeve cotton top that
showed the curves of her breasts perfectly.  Her hair was loose and
bouncing on her shoulders while her shoes lay off to the side.

   "I love this place, Angie," Sara said in complete contentment.  "I
wonder if we could have the wedding here on the beach."

   "I love that idea!" Angie flashed her beautiful smile.  "It's so private
and peaceful, there's no one around for miles..."

   Sara took a deep cleansing breath.  "Mmmmm, it's so lovely here."

   Angie cocked her head to one side.  "It would be a nice place for a
family too..."

   Sara smiled.  "You know, I've thought about that.  I'd love to have a
baby at some point.  I actually know someone that can help us adopt."

   Unable to resist Sara's gorgeous blue eyes as she talked so excitedly
about having a family with her, Angie closed her eyes and leaned in to
gently kiss Sara's beautiful mouth.

   Sara responded, closing her eyes and parting her soft lips as Angie
placed her hand on her girlfriend's inner thigh.

   Sara shivered as Angie's hand moved slowly up her thigh into the
beautiful girl's mini-skirt.  Sara loved knowing that Angie's touch could
still have that much of an affect on her.

   "Ohhhh..." Sara sighed in complete pleasure as she felt Angie's hand
firmly rubbing her pussy through her white lace panties.

   "Ohhhhhhhgooddd..." Sara moaned as she laid her head back, the
sensations of sexual pleasure overtaking her.  It felt so wonderful to be
completely in love, especially with a woman as beautiful as Angie.

   The ginger girl teased Sara with light, gentle kisses all over her face,
blowing softly into her ear and stroking her pussy methodically through the
thin fabric.  She had Sara absolutely swooning, and her conditioning hadn't
even been activated.

   "This feels so wonderful," Sara thought to herself as jolts of pleasure
sparked through her highly sensitized body.  "She makes me want to
surrender myself to her...to give her everything."

   Communicating with only her hypnotic blue eyes, Sara leaned back on
their beach blanket and sighed in contentment, stretching her arms out
wide.

   "Mmmmm, Angie..." Sara cooed, her breasts rising and falling
beautifully, "please love me."

   Angie flashed her smile and moved to kneel directly in front of Sara. 
Gliding both hands slowly up those gorgeously toned dancer's legs, the
ginger girl slid both hands into Sara's mini-skirt and gripped her panties
at the hips.

   Sara was swept away in anticipation as she felt her panties sliding down
her legs.  It was such a vulnerable sensation, an admission that she was
ready to be taken.

   As Angie robbed Sara of her lovely white lace panties, she placed them
around the wooden post of the picket fence behind them.  One at a time,
Angie took Sara's wrists and secured them above her head to the base of the
fence post, tying Sara's panties in a firm knot to hold Sara down.

   "Mmmmmm..." Sara moaned in helpless anticipation, her pussy getting
wetter and wetter knowing what was getting ready to happen.  She loved
being Angie's captive, whether it was consensual or not.

   Angie flashed her smile as she finished tying Sara down and moved to
kneel between her thighs.

   Knowing what was coming, Sara willingly spread her legs, allowing Angie
to see up her short skirt to her perfect pussy...waiting for her supervisor
and lover to do anything she wanted with it.

   Angie began lightly running her fingertips up and down Sara's inner
thighs, causing her friend to yelp from the ticklish sensations.

   "Oh!" Sara's body jumped slightly as Angie's fingers tormented her inner
thighs, relentlessly gliding back and forth over Sara's most sensitive
areas.

   "Oh, Angie," Sara was begging as her legs quivered involuntarily,
"please...this is torture."

   "Oooooo," Angie purred, continuing to barely touch her trembling
prisoner, "that sounds like a great idea..."

   Continuing to lightly caress Sara's inner thighs, Angie lowered herself
so that her head was inches from Sara's beautiful throbbing pussy.

   "Ooooohhhhh," Sara moaned in frustrated anticipation, laying her head
back as she waited for her supervisor to go down on her.

   "Ready?" Angie said teasingly, purposely drawing out the tension.

   Sara nodded quickly.  "Ohgod, yes!  Please!"

   "There's no one around you know.  You can scream as loud as you want,"
Angie said blowing cool air gently on Sara's clit.

   "OH!" Sara jumped as she felt the air on her little erect pleasure nub.
Bracing herself, she felt Angie dive between her legs and begin lapping
away at her pussy.

   "OHGOD!!" Sara cried out as Angie's warm moist mouth flitted rapidly
over her clit again and again.

   "OH!!  OH!!  OH!!" Sara gave adorable high-pitched yelps as the ginger
girl's mouth made contact with Sara's throbbing, erect, and desperate for
attention clit.

   Angie went down on her employee with relentless thoroughness that made
Sara's body twitch and jump with every torturous lick, her breasts rising
and falling beautifully with each deep breath.

   As her body writhed in frustrated pleasure, Sara was screaming in her
mind.  "Oh fuck, Angie!!  Suck on my clit!  PLEASE!!  SUCK ON MY CLIT!!"

   Sara was so far gone in pleasure that she couldn't put the words
together.  All that came out of her mouth was "AAHH!!  OHH!!  OHGOD!! 
FUCK!!  AHH!!  OHH!!"

   Angie LOVED having so much control over Sara's body.  She had wanted
this since the two of them were at college together, and now, Sara was
writhing in pleasure, desperate for release, her entire body quivering, her
mind dangling on the edge of a cliff, and her pussy under Angie's complete
control.

   The ginger girl didn't have to read Sara's mind to know what she needed.

   When Angie began sucking on Sara's clit, she screamed to the sky.

   "OHHHHH!!  AAAHH!!  OOOHHHH!!  YES!!  YES!!"

   Liquid immediately gushed from Sara's cunt as she came hard, splashing
Angie with each contraction of her pussy muscles.

   It didn't even slow Angie down.

   "OOOHHH FUCK!!  OHGOD!!  YES!!  OHGOD!!" Sara screamed over and over
again as Angie sucked relentlessly on her clit, pulling orgasm after orgasm
out of her beautiful convulsing body, her liquid squirting in every
direction like a partially covered water hose.

   Sara wrapped her toned dancer's legs around Angie's body and pulled her
legs towards her, Sara's entire body locking in tension as Angie continued
her all out assault on her beautiful fuck toy's pussy.

   "OOHHH FUCK!!" Sara yanked on her restraints in a futile attempt to
break free, her hips pumping back and forth in a fucking motion as if they
had a mind of their own, all while her legs held Angie's head firmly into
her cunt.

   "YES!!  YES!!  OH FUCK YES!!" Sara surrendered to her primal lust as the
entire world seemed to orgasm around her.

   "AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" With a final high-pitched scream, Sara collapsed in
exhaustion, her legs and arms going limp as her muscles gave out.

   Angie pulled away and sat back on her knees in front of her conquest,
watching Sara as she panted heavily, trying to regain control of her
breathing.  Sara's eyes were glazed over, a look of contentment in her weak
smile.

   "Mmmmmm..." Sara purred as her senses began to return from the orgasmic
haze, "Angie, that was amazing."

   "I know," Angie said with a cute scrunch of her nose.

   "I love you," Sara's beautiful voice was so genuine.  "I can't wait to
get married and have a family with you."

   The ginger girl smiled and kissed her lover gently on the cheek.

   "I love you too," Angie said caressing Sara's soft silky hair, "and I'm
so glad to know that you want a baby,"

   "You are?" Sara lit up.

   "Mmmhmm," Angie nodded.  "It will make this process much easier."

   Sara looked questioningly at Angie, and then heard the door to the beach
house open.

   "Who's there?" Sara strained to look behind her but couldn't maneuver
while her wrists were still tied to the fence post.  She did, however, hear
two sets of footsteps walking across the small peer towards the sand.

   "Hi, guys," Angie said casually.

   "Hey, Angie," one of the men responded.

   Sara got an uneasy feeling when she didn't recognize the voice.  Whoever
they were, she didn't want them to see her with her wrists tied to the
fence post.

   Then, two men walked around into Sara's view.

   "Hello Sara," the other guy said, "it's been a long time."

   When it was obvious that they knew who she was, Sara forgot about her
restraints for the moment and just stared at the two men, trying in her
mind to place them.  Both were tall, handsome, in their late 20s...one was
a sandy blonde and the other had dark hair...one in jeans and a t-shirt,
the other in khakis and a button-down shirt.

   "Who are they?" Sara thought to herself.  "Where do I know them from?"

   Then, as if a bolt of lightning had hit...she knew.

   "YOU!!" Sara's eyes went wide.  "OHMYGOD!!  THE FRATERNITY HOUSE!!  IT
WAS YOU TWO THAT RAPED ME WHEN I WAS IN COLLEGE!!"

   "Right first time," Angie explained.  "It wasn't hard to find them since
we all went to the same college around the same time.  A few fraternity
membership rosters, a few phone calls, and here they are."

   Sara looked at Angie in shock.  "But why?"

   Angie resumed stroking Sara's lovely hair.  "Because, you have
unresolved issues to take care of, and it's time to resolve them."

   It seemed wildly surreal to Sara, being tied down and vulnerable while
talking almost casually to the two guys who had raped her years ago.

   "How could you do that to me?" Sara asked, her eyes watering.  "I was
only nineteen...practically a virgin."

   "You came on to us first, if you remember," the dark-haired guy
responded.  "Anyway, you seemed to enjoy it."

   "She did enjoy it," Angie added, "and for years she's felt ashamed for
enjoying it."

   The two guys looked at each other and then back at Sara.

   "Is that true, Sara?"

   Moistening her lips nervously, Sara nodded.

   "A few months ago, her therapist determined that she has a deep desire
to be taken against her will," Angie continued, "and conditioned her to
enjoy being raped by anyone she found sexually attractive without the guilt
or shame."

   The blonde guy raised his eyebrows.  "Really?"

   "Mmmhmm," Angie nodded.  "All you have to do to activate her
conditioning is grope her tits, pussy, or ass.  She'll become the horniest
fuck toy in the world until you finish raping her."

   "Angie!" Sara exclaimed in panic.  "What are you doing?!?"

   Angie reached into her beach tote and pulled out Sara's ball gag.

   "Well," Angie said placing the ball gag around Sara's head, "I figure
since both of us want a baby, we could either adopt..."

   Sara's eyes went wide.

   "...or we could impregnate you."

   "MMMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed through the ball gag, shaking her head and
pulling on her restraints.

   "Have at it, boys," Angie gestured to Sara's completely unprotected
pussy.  "Don't forget to activate her conditioning first so she enjoys it."

   The two guys hesitated.

   "Come on boys," Angie prompted, "Sara needs to confront this desire. 
She needs to be fucked by both of you again just like when she was
nineteen, but without feeling ashamed.  She's been wanting to relive that
rape for years."

   Sara listened in complete shock, her breasts rising and falling with her
nervous breathing.

   "This time, though," Angie continued, flashing her smile, "she's
fertile, so you're not just going to rape her...one of you is going to
impregnate her."

   "MMMMMM!!" Sara screamed and thrashed about, realizing that her womb was
about to be inseminated.  In her panic, Sara was only partially aware that
her pussy had just drenched itself.

   The two guys looked at each other.  "Which one?"

   Angie shrugged.  "You're both going to rape her, so none of us will know
which one of you knocked her up."

   The two guys looked down at Sara.  The last time they saw her, their
cocks were unloading inside her warm, wet, innocent, nineteen year old
pussy.  Now, her wrists were tied to the fence post, her mouth was gagged,
her panties were gone, and her unprotected pussy was begging them to take
her again.  Without saying a word to each other, the two guys knew that
they wanted nothing more than to fuck and impregnate her.

   Decision made, the blond got down on his knees in front of Sara and
began lifting up her white t-shirt, revealing the cute white lace bra she
was wearing underneath.

   "MMMMM!!  MMMMM!!" Sara struggled like a damsel tied to the railroad
tracks as the blonde guy carefully unhooked the front closure of Sara's
bra, freeing her gorgeous breasts from their captivity.

   "MMMMMM!!" Sara arched her back and cried out as she felt the blonde guy
grab both her mounds firmly.

   Immediately, Sara's nipples and clit became erect and highly sensitive
as her conditioning was activated.  She could actually feel her g-spot
pulsating inside her, and she knew that her body was ready to be fucked.

   "OHGOD!!  NO!!" Sara screamed in her mind as she felt her mini-skirt
being unzipped and tugged down off of her hips in tiny little yanks.  "THIS
ISN'T HAPPENING!!  THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!!"

   Tossing the skirt aside, the blonde guy took Sara's legs and began
spreading them wide.  "Let's see if you're still as flexible as you were in
college."

   Sara's legs spread easily into a mid-air split, her pussy now completely
exposed to the world and throbbing as if it was begging to be fucked.

   "Wow, just look at this," the blonde said to his friend, admiring Sara's
smooth, beautiful, swollen pussy lips as they waited eagerly to have a hard
cock slide between them.

   "MMMMM!!  MMMMMMM!!" Sara's screams were muffled by the ball gag as she
struggled and shook her head violently.  It was the most vulnerable she had
ever felt since she was nineteen.

   "Hold her legs open," the blonde said unzipping his trousers.

   Angie took hold of Sara's left ankle as the dark haired guy took her
right and held it in place, keeping Sara's legs forced into her wide
splits.

   "MMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed through her ball gag as she felt the tip of
the blonde guy's cock press against her pussy entrance.

   "OHMYGOD!!" Sara panicked.  "IT'S HAPPENING!!  HE'S GOING TO RAPE ME!!
HE'S GOING TO MAKE ME PREGNANT!!"

   "Here we go, Sara," the blonde said, starting to push into her.  "You're
long past due for another fuck from me."

   "Your name is Mike, right?" Angie asked, trying to remember which one
was which.

   Mike nodded as his shaft slid into Sara's quivering pussy.

   "Good," Angie replied.  "Rape her, Mike."

   "NOOOOOOOO!!" Sara cried out in her mind, arching her back in tension as
Mike began thrusting in and out of Sara's pussy in long full strokes.

   "Go deep, Mike," Angie coached.  "I want to make sure she gets
pregnant."

   "MMMMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed into her ball gag as she felt her rapist's
cock pumping inside her.

   The sensation of being taken was unlike any Sara had experienced before.
She was being raped by the same guys who had raped her five years
ago...when she was only nineteen...when she had felt so ashamed and guilty
for feeling pleasure during her raping.

   Yet this time, even as Mike's shaft pounded into her, Sara felt
violated, but not ashamed...used as a fuck toy, but somehow not
degraded...raped, but not a victim.

   The voice in her mind began to change...

   "FUCK ME!!  FUCK ME!!  OHGOD!!  FUCK ME!!  PLEASE RAPE MEEEEEE!!"

   Sara was still crying out, but the others noticed her hips were starting
to pump back and forth onto Mike's cock, her pussy muscles gripping his
shaft from all sides.

   "Damn, Sara," Mike said pumping into her cunt with increasing force,
"you ARE getting off on being raped, aren't you?"

   "MMMMMMMMM!!" Sara shook her head 'no' violently.

   Angie flashed a smile at Mike.  "That means 'yes'."

   "What?" The dark-haired guy asked.

   "It's part of her conditioning," Angie explained, "the more she says
'no' the more horny she becomes."

   "Damn," Mike said, pounding hard into Sara's cunt with each word. 
"YOU...ARE...ONE...FUCKED...UP...BITCH!"

   "True," Angie nodded as she took her free hand and reached between
Sara's legs.

   "...and so am I," the ginger girl immediately began flitting her
fingertips rapidly across Sara's over-sensitive clit, causing her to howl
in orgasm.

   "MMMMMMMM!!" Sara's pussy immediately began gushing all over Angie's
hand and Mike's cock.

   Every muscle in Sara's body clinched, her breasts thrusting towards the
sky, her hard nipples advertising to everyone just how horny she was.

   "MMMMM!!  MMMMMM!!  MMMMMM!!" Sara broke down in tears as waves of
orgasm pummeled her beautiful convulsing body.

   "That's it, Sara," Angie encouraged, her fingers going into overdrive,
wanking the helpless girl's clit so fast that her hand was blurry, all
while Mike's cock threatened her fertile womb with every stroke.

   "Come on, bitch!" Mike added, pumping full speed into Sara's warm moist
depths.  "I'm going to fucking knock you up."

   "OHGOD!!" Sara screamed in her mind.  "OH NO!!  HE'S GOING TO COME
INSIDE ME!!"

   Sara's pussy muscles clinched down on Mike's shaft so hard that he cried
out in an agony of pleasure.

   Sara's scream melded with his as she felt the cock inside her seem to
double in size.  The eruption began, and one after the other, Sara felt
Mike's cock fire multiple shots of his liquid deep into her waiting pussy.

   "OH FUCK!!" Sara's mind cried out.  "HE COMING INSIDE ME!!  I CAN FEEL
IT!!  OHGOD I CAN FEEL HIM COMING INSIDE MEEEEEEE!!"

   "MMMMMM!!" With a final muffled scream, Sara's hips fell back on the
towel, the contractions of her pussy muscles still milking the cock that
had just defiled her for any last remnants of Mike's gift now inside her.

   Angie began slowing her pace, making larger and slower circles on Sara's
clit with her fingertips.  Sara's body jumped out of reflex every time
Angie hit a really sensitive spot.

   "UM!!" Sara gave a high-pitched squeal as her pussy muscles relaxed and
Mike pulled out of her.

   Sara could feel her conditioning returning to normal as her pussy pulled
his liquid deeper and deeper inside her.

   "There there," Angie comforted Sara, stroking her hair lovingly, "Only
one more to go."

   Sara whimpered.  "Ohgod...not again," she thought to herself.  "Not
another rape...I can't take any more."

   The dark-haired guy moved to kneel in front of Sara's still quivering
pussy as Mike took hold of Sara's leg and held it in place, keeping the
helpless Sara in her mid-air splits.

   "Let's take this ball gag off," the dark-haired guy said as he undid the
strap and tossed it aside.  "I want to hear your screams while I fuck you."

   Tears began rolling down Sara's cheeks as she saw her second rapist
begin undoing his jeans.

   "Please..." Sara begged shamelessly, "please don't rape me...don't make
me pregnant."

   "But this is what you want, Sara," he replied, reaching out to grab her
perky tits and activate her conditioning, "haven't you figured that out
yet?"

   "No!  No please!" Sara thrashed in her restraints as his strong hands
cupped her beautiful mounds.  "No!  NO!!  NO PLEASE!!  OHGOD!!  NOOOOOOO!!"

   Immediately, Sara felt her conditioning activate again, her nipples and
clit becoming erect and ultra sensitive.  She could feel her g-spot
pulsating with renewed need, and her entire body was on the very edge of
orgasm, ready to be fucked.

   Ready to be raped.

   "No!!  Not again!!" Sara struggled in her restraints as she saw the
dark-haired guy line his cock up to her pussy.

   "Keep saying 'no' bitch," he ordered, "it just makes you hornier than
ever."

   "OH!" Sara jumped when she felt the head of his cock touch the lips of
her soaking wet pussy.  "Ohgod!  You're going to get me pregnant!  I don't
even know your name."

   "It's Jeff," he said just as he violently thrust the entire length of
shaft into Sara's fertile cunt.

   "AAAAAAHHHHHH!!" Sara screamed to the sky, the force of the thrust
causing her back to arch and her hips to lift off the ground.  She could
feel Jeff's cock all the way inside her, the tip practically touching her
cervix.

   "OHGOD!" Sara cried out.  "PLEASE NO!!  PLEASE!!"

   Knowing that Sara was now more desperate than ever to be fucked, he
ignored her pleas and began pumping his hips.

   "NOOOOOOO!!" Sara cried out as his cock began raping her pussy.

   "Take it, Sara," Jeff ordered as he thrust his entire shaft into her,
"take all of it."

   "Oh FUCK that's deep!!" Sara said as she felt the massive shaft pumping
back and forth inside her.

   "That's right, bitch," Jeff said, "I'm going to fuck until I put a baby
inside you."

   "STOP!!  NOOOOO!!  PLEASE STOP IT!!  AAAHHH!!"

   She couldn't stop it.  The guys who had raped her when she was nineteen
were raping her again.

   No...more than that...

   ...they were impregnating her.

   ...defiling her...

   ...breeding her...

   ...then Sara realized...

   ...she didn't WANT to stop it...THIS is what she had wanted all along...

   ...to complete her rape fantasy...to be FORCED to be impregnated...

   ...the ultimate rape.

   Now, with her legs spread wide, her ankles being held down, her wrists
tied above her head, and her body being impregnated by the same guys who
had raped her as a teenager, Sara finally realized that what had been
missing from her rape fantasy when Jeff and Mike first violated her...was
her impregnation.

   The revelation made her so fucking horny.

   "Dammit, I am REALLY fucked up," Sara said out loud to herself.

   "What?" Jeff stopped thrusting into Sara, having been caught off guard
by her comment.

   "Sara, are you okay?" Angie's voice sounded genuinely concerned.

   Sara looked up at Angie with her beautiful teary blue eyes, exhausted,
but finally self-aware.

   "I know what I want," she smiled weakly, "finally, I know."

   Angie flashed Sara the sweetest smile she'd ever given.

   "Then do it."

   Sara turned her head back to Jeff and gave him a look of complete
submission.

   "Rape me."

   It was all she needed to say.

   Immediately, Jeff began pounding into Sara's pussy at full speed, and at
once, Sara was screaming.

   "OHGOD!!  FUCK YES!!  RAPE ME!!  MAKE ME PREGNANT!!  FUCKING RAPE
MEEEEEEE!!"

   Sara's hips were bucking violently like a wild pony trying to throw its
rider as Jeff pounded the full length of his cock deep...DEEP into Sara's
fertile womb, its one goal to deliver its load and impregnate her.

   Angie looked over at the blonde guy.  "Wank her clit, Mike.  It will
make her squirt."

   Mike immediately placed his hand between Sara's legs and began blurring
his fingers across her extremely sensitive and erect pleasure nub.

   "OHHHH MYYY GOOOOOODDD!!" Sara began gushing liquid immediately, her
pussy muscles contracting hard with every wet squirt, and her perfect
breasts bouncing up and down with every thrust inside her.

   Angie maneuvered her free hand between Sara's cute ass and their towel,
parting her ass cheeks and shoving two fingers up her forbidden hole.

   Sara's eyes went wide, her mouth open with no sound as she felt Angie
invade her most intimate entrance.

   As Angie pushed deep into Sara's back door, she finally found her voice.

   "OOHHH!!  OOHHHH!!  OOOHHHHH!!  FUCK!!  FUCK!!  ANGIE!!  OH FUCK!!  YOU
BITCH ANGIEEEEEE!!"

   "Shut up and take it, you twisted little slut!" Jeff ordered, placing
his hands around Sara's neck and gently choking her as his cock got ready
to deliver its load.

   Sara's entire body convulsed as she screamed and gasped through every
relentless squirting orgasm.  Clitoral...vaginal...anal...every type of
orgasm steamrolled Sara one after another until her body became simply a
vessel for her relentless climaxes of tension and releases of ecstatic
bliss.

   Then, she felt it.

   Jeff's cock exploded inside Sara, drenching her love canal with his
masculine liquid.

   "FUCK YES!!  RAPE MEEEEE!!  OH FUCK!!  PUT A BABY INSIDE MY FUCKING
PUSSY!!  RAPE MY CUNT HARD!!  "

   Jeff gasped as he felt himself unloading inside everything he had into
her.  Sara's pussy walls actually grabbed hold of Jeff's massive shaft and
suckled on it, draining him completely and drawing his liquid further and
further inside her fertile womb.

   Sara knew that there was an egg just waiting to be fertilized in her
fallopian tube, and there was no way the amount of liquid inside her could
fail to knock her up.

   Sara was going to have her rapist's baby, and she shivered in delight at
the thought.

   When Jeff's cock had been milked completely dry by Sara's amazing pussy,
he carefully pulled out of her and tucked his member back in his pants. 
Mike and Angie let go of Sara's legs and helped her out of her split
position...Sara being held in that position for so long that her leg
muscles would barely respond.

   Finally, Angie untied Sara's wrists and helped her lower her arms,
tossing her panties to Jeff.

   "Here boys," Angie said giving Sara's discarded bra to Mike,
"souvenirs."

   As the guys left, Angie lifted Sara's head and gently placed it on her
lap.

   "Angie..." Sara said weakly.

   "Yes, Sara?" Angie replied as she cradled her lovingly.

   Sara struggled against her own exhaustion, her beautiful blue eyes full
of love.

   "I..."

   "Shhh, it's okay, baby," Angie said, lovingly stroking Sara's silky
hair, "just rest now."

   The ginger girl leaned over to kiss Sara gently on her forehead.

   Exhausted, but at peace, Sara closed her gorgeous blue eyes and drifted
off to sleep, cradled in Angie's arms.

   ***

   EPILOGUE

   Angie had been sitting in the waiting room of Doctor Boone's office for
about an hour when the door opened and Sara walked out.

   Angie stood up and hugged Sara.

   "So, how did it go?"

   Sara smiled.  "Really well."

   "He was able to remove your conditioning then?"

   "Mmmhmm," Sara nodded.  "Also, we both agreed to not talk to anyone else
about everything that happened.  It's better for all of us that way.  He
even offered to give us family counseling sessions for free if we ever want
them."

   Angie raised her eyebrows.  "Good to know."

   "So," Sara asked as the two lovers walked towards the lift, "shall we go
look at wedding dresses or baby clothes first?"

   "Or..." Angie smiled cutely as the lift doors opened with a ding, "we
could go back to the house and I could fuck the daylights out of you."

   Sara giggled as the girls stepped into the lift, the doors closing
behind them.

   "I...probably should mention something," Sara said sheepishly.

   "I'm listening," Angie replied, placing her hands on her hips.

   "Doctor Boone didn't undo ALL of my sexual conditioning..."

   "Oh?" Angie asked curiously.  "You mean you can still be raped and enjoy
it?"

   "Well...yes..." Sara's voice grew submissively soft, "but only by you."

   Angle gave a girlish giggle and put her arms around Sara's waist.

   "I love you."

   The two girls kissed beautifully.

   "Oh..." Sara continued as she came out of the kiss, "...also Jeff and
Mike."

   "What?" Angie asked, surprised.  "Why them?"

   "Well..." Sara gave an adorable little pout and looked at Angie with her
best puppy dog eyes, "we might want another baby at some point."

   Angie rolled her eyes.  "You ARE a twisted little girl."

   Sara bit her lip softly and nodded.

   "Fine," Angie flashed her smile and pushed the emergency "stop" button
on the lift, causing it to get stuck between floors.

   "OH!!" Sara gave a girly yelp as Angie pinned her against the wall of
the lift.  "Angie!  What are you do -"-UMMM!!"

   Angie cut Sara off with a deep passionate kiss while sliding her hand
under Sara's little red skirt that she had worn today.

   "MMMMM!!" Sara screamed through their kiss as she felt Angie's hand move
inside her tiny panties and thrust two fingers deep into her wet pussy.

   "OHGOD!!" Sara laid her head back against the wall and cried out in
pleasure as she felt her conditioning activate.

   "There bitch!" Angie whispered into Sara's ear as she began to finger
blast her overly sensitive g-spot.  "You want to get raped again you little
slut?  You want me to fuck you?"

   Sara nodded quickly as she began pumping her hips into Angie's probing
fingers, trying desperately to make herself come.

   "I love you," Angie whispered into Sara's ear as her fingers went into
overdrive, "my horny little fuck toy."

   "OHGOD, ANGIE!!  I LOVE YOU!!  PLEASE...RAPE...MEEEEEEE!!"

   ***