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Girls_2.1 (mmf nc rape asian) (2/2)
(Wiley04)
1 Aug 1996 01:23:34 UTC
"'Whip that cunt!" she heard vaguely through her own
screams, and then "I've got to have me a piece of that
pussy!" and suddenly the whipping stopped and hands were
gripping her hips. Fire still lanced through her pussy as she
jerked away from the cock pressing insistently at her virgin
opening. She screamed again, her voice deep and raw, as he
forced his cock head into her cunt--it was like a ring of fire
burning up her cunt. Her wail petered out into a grunt as
he forced himself all the way into her, his hips slamming
painfully into her tenderized ass.
Raped, she thought dizzily, raped brutally, mercilessly.
Beaten and raped. She felt like she had been torn apart
down there as he began taking short stabs into her,
grinding his cock inside her, finding her moisture deep in
her pussy and spreading it around to give himself a better
ride. "Fucking tight as a virgin. Sweet and smooth," she
heard him say, Jackson she identified through the haze of
pain.
Her head was jerked up violently by her hair. "Give me
that pouty little mouth of yours, bitch," John snarled as he
pressed his cock against her lips. Her mouth opened with a
grunt as Jackson slammed hard into her pussy and John's
cock slid into her mouth, distending her lips. He forced it
quickly down her throat, bruising her nose painfully with
his pelvis, and then began brutally raping her mouth. It
was a nightmare of pain, her whole body shaking with
tension, sweat standing out on her smooth skin as she
trembled in agony.
Finally the pain began to recede as they worked up a
rhythm, fucking her face and cunt workmanlike, driving
into her violated body evenly, prolonging their pleasure.
Her brain could no longer sort out the overwhelming
sensations being forced upon her body. Her pussy was a
burning mass of swollen flesh, swelling even more under his
pummelling, while her face and throat were sharp jagged
edges of sensation. Her pussy started throbbing in time
with his thrusts, each throb so powerful it sent clouds of
blackness across her vision. A wispy, fluttering sensation
started in the pit of her stomach, drawing in her tiny waist
as her stomach muscles tensed. She wasn't thinking
anymore, she couldn't think. Her whole body was just a
piece of raw sensation.
A finger found its way into her asshole, adding to a
mounting pressure filling her body. Black clouds floated
continuously before her vision, interupted by stinging
points of light. The wispy fluttering grew into an insistent
buzzing sensation, and spread throughout her body. Her
breasts felt heavy and her nipples swollen as the sensation
grew stronger, more powerful, making her body
involuntarily hump against the horse.
"Fuck ya..."
"Ride 'em cowboy!"
"Gook bitch loving every second of it..."
Her lithe, slender body was shaking and humping
uncontrollably now, the sensations assailing it
overwhelming. She didn't want it to stop but she wanted it
to end--it was too much. As she felt John's come slide down
her throat lights danced before her eyes, her whole body
tensed, small, clawed animals seemed to be scratching along
her every nerve as she climaxed, bucking and jerking in
her bonds against her rapist's cocks. Her pussy spasmed
time and time again, sending jolting shocks of pleasure
through her stunned mind, drawing an inarticulate yell
from Jackson as he shot his come deep inside her. She shook
like that for a long time while waves of pleasure rolled
through her, the two men holding their softening cocks
inside her while her climax slowly petered out until she lay
limp, still bound, over the spring horse.
"Damn," she heard one of them say, which one she
didn't know, "the cunt freaked out!"
"Come on, lets get her on the grass." That was Jose.
She felt them untying her and lifting her body from
the horse. She was in a state of lassitude, her body slick
with her sweat, a sickening feeling slowly growing in her as
she fully realized what had happened. She had come, for
the first time in her life, she had orgasmed, and it had been
while being brutally raped. Part of her mind wailed at the
degredation she had endured; another part snapped at her,
calling her a whore, a slut, to enjoy what these men had
done to her. It took all her willpower to keep from breaking
into tears.
They laid her down on the grass near the playground
and she heard Jose command, "on your knees, bitch." She
painfully straightened herself, her muscles and ass aching,
and adjusted herself so that she was on her knees, her ass
resting on her heels, her slender Eurasian body swaying
slightly in the night, feeling Jackson's come oozing from her
cunt onto her thighs. Jose was sitting crosslegged in front of
her, naked except for his socks.
"You know, Chinagirl," he said, "I've never seen a cunt
come so hard in my entire life." She cringed inwardly, her
mind calling her a worthless sex crazed slut. "You are some
piece of ass," he continued. "Sooo.... I'm going to give you a
break. You come over here and fuck me good, and I'll let
you go," she saw him shoot a quick scowl at his companions.
"But if you don't make me come in 8 minutes, I'm going to
fuck you up the ass. Got it?" With that he laid onto his back,
his cock laying hard against his stomach and his hands
supporting his head.
"Please..." she begged, "don't."
"Seven minutes and 45 seconds."
Choking down a sob, she crawled over to him, carefully
straddling his body, her form beautiful in the moonlight,
her long brain falling down her back. Oh god, she said to
herself, he's making me rape myself. She hung her head in
humiliation as she reached under herself, her braid falling
against his chest, and guided his cock against her slit, wet
from her own come and Jackson's. She closed her eyes and
a tear slipped between the long lashes to trickle down her
face, lighting up her beautiful cheekbones as she slowly
lowered herself onto his cock, feeling it slide smoothly in her
well lubricated passageway. She began to rock back and
forth, supporting herself above him on her hands, her
breasts swaying beneath her as she worked his cock inside
her cunt.
Part of her cowered in humiliation--making her
actively participate in her own rape. The other part
screamed at her SLUT SLUT SLUT over and over as she
worked him inside her, hoping beyond hope she could make
him come and he would let her go.
"Seven Minutes," one of the others cried out.
She began to hump faster, the muscles in her gorgeous
thighs straining as she fucked her rapist. Her breath came
faster as she worked harder, and she sucked in her lower lip
to keep from sobbing as she felt a warm glow of pleasure
spread out from her pussy. Oh god what kind of whore was
she, she thought as she dropped to her elbows, her chest
against his now, her head against his neck, her legs still bent
beneath her.
"Six Minutes."
She humped into him harder, focusing her mind on
making him come, trying to ignore the pleasure which
washed through her with every roll of his cock within her,
with every blow of her pelvis against his.
"Five Minutes."
Five minutes her mind echoes. Five more minutes. His
hands were gripping her tenderized ass now, sending
shards of pleasure through to her cunt. She was breathing
heavily now, her hands gripping his shoulders.
"Four Minutes."
She was working for her own release now, lost in her
own pleasure. "Good," she whispered, "so good," knowing he
could hear her, knowing she was a slut. All that mattered
now was the orgasm which was building, slowly building,
slowly reaching into her body and strumming every nerve,
from her neck to her groin to her toes.
"Three Minutes."
She felt his hand grip the back of her head and pull her
face toward his. His tongue stabbed between her lips and
she opened to him, feeling the warm caress of his mouth,
sending chills down her spine. Her hips worked
rhythmically now, pushing her ever closer.
"Two Minutes."
She gasped, breaking contact with his mouth, sliding
her lips down his neck, breathing hotly against him, her
hands digging into his shoulders as her body began shaking
uncontrollably, the muscles on her thighs ridges of effort,
her nipples hard against his rough chest.
"One Minute."
She was close, so close. Her teeth found his neck, her
hands were claws against his shoulders, her ass a blur of
motion as she humped against him. She felt his hands like
hot pokers digging into her ass cheeks, driving her ever
higher and closer. She could feel him tensing beneath her.
Close...close....
"TIME!"
"NOOOO!" she cried as she was grabbed by the hips and
practically thrown from him, his cock jerking wildly in the
air as he stood. "NOOOO!" she cried again, not when she was
so close! She was on her knees, her arms raised in
supplication when he struck her across the face.
"Cunt!" he snarled. "Fucking goddamned cunt!" as he
send her sprawling onto her side.
She felt him on top of her immediately, roughly
throwing her onto her stomach, slapping the back of her
head as her forced her legs apart. Her slender hips were
jerked back and she felt his hands pull her ass apart, his
cock pressing against her virgin anus.
"No," she muttered, her body burning with unfullfilled
lust as the first shock of pain hit her as he forced himself
brutally into her ass. "AAAAHHHHGGGG!" she screamed,
earning another slap to the back of her head.
She grunted in pain now as he forced himself further
into her, her body riding on a razors edge of pain and lust,
her clit buzzing angrily as her body seemed to be torn apart
and expanded as he stretched her ass wide with his cock.
"Uhg Uhg Uhg," she grunted in time to his thrusts as
her rapist fucked her ass with the full length of his cock.
The pain increased, blending in with the lust to send her
spiking toward a peak of sensation, an overwhelming,
unbearable state of incompletion.
She felt him jerk her ass back against him, holding
himself there as he filled her with his come, and she didn't
know if she wanted him to stop or not. All she knew was
that her body was as tight as a bowstring, every muscle in
her lithe Asian body thrumming as if it had been just
plucked, every nerve on fire.
The cock popped out of her ass, leaving a void; she
wanted, needed to be fucked. Her pussy was swollen,
throbbing with pleasure and pain. Her breasts felt like they
were ready to burst, and she couldn't stop shaking.
Hands gripped her from the front and from behind,
lifting her to her hands and knees.
"Suck it bitch," it was Jackson as he pushed his cock
against her full lips. She quickly obliged, sliding it into her
mouth as she felt John press his cock against her stretched
ass. She cried out through hollowed cheeks as she was
doubly impaled, the sharp pain, the sharp pleasure, of it
taking her breath away.
They were fucking her, one her ass, one her throat, as
if she were a piece of meat, and she felt like one, felt like a
raw exposed nerve they were scratching at. She reached
beneath herself, jamming her fingers against her clit and
into her cunt, brutally driving herself closer to release.
She seemed to slip out of her body for a moment, to see
the lewd picture she presented to the world. Her lithe Asian
body buffeted back and forth between two men, her breasts
swaying as she was jerked back and forth by their thrusts.
Her throat bulging with the cock of a man who held either
side of her head in his hands, sawing his cock back and forth
between her full red lips as his balls slapped against her
chin and her long braid brushed against his leg. Her legs
spread lewdly and her anus grossly stretched by the cock
plowing in and out of it. Most lewd of all though was her
hand reaching back to her cunt, mauling her clit and pussy
as her narrow waist and stomach heaved in lust.
Her breath shot explosively from her nose as John's
balls slapped again against her cunt, his cock sending jagged
shard of pain through her anus which only drove her to
greater heights of lust. Her throat felt raw and abused, and
every time his pelvis slammed into her face made her
quiver with desire. She couldn't take it any more; it was too
much. She gripped her clit between her fingers and drover
her fingernails hard into it
Everything seemed to explode at once, as lights danced
before her eyes. Unbearable pleasure rocked through her,
sending her body spasming uncontrollably, her cunt
sucking and gasping and roiling with her ass in ecstatic
orgasm. Her fingernails dug deeper into her clit as bolt after
bolt of ecstacy shocked her, each greater than the last. She
was choking around the cock in her throat, but she didn't
care, her slender body turned into a bucking bronco her
rapists could barely control. Somewhere far off she felt
them fill her with their come, which only sent her higher.
She collapsed slowly to the ground as they let go of her,
darkness alternating with the lights before her vision as
orgasm after orgasm rocked through her body. Finally she
seemed to be swimming a darkness of unbearable pleasure,
and then all went black.
The three men stood back and looked at their prize, a
19 year old Asian girl, beautiful, passed out from pleasure,
in amazement. Jose spoke first.
"That is some fuck."
"She'd fuck an army and keep on going." That was
Jackson.
"She's going to break us." John.
"Never seen anything like it." Jose.
"Freaky." Jackson.
"The more we give her, the more she gets off." Jose.
They were all silent for a moment. John smiled.
"I bet I could give her something she couldn't take."
"You're on," Jackson said. "How much?"
"50 bucks."
"You're on."
"Then give me a hand, boys."
She slowly came to, her head throbbing, her whole
body aching. She shook her head to clear it, but it made her
dizzy and sent pain throbbing through her forhead. She
opened her eyes and looked at the ground just one foot
below her, and groaned in realization and discomfort as she
realized her predicament--they had somehow hung her
upside down. She tried to move her arms and found them
bound behind her back, a rope running around her waist to
secure them there, and when she shifted herself, fiery,
scraping pain lanced across her labia. She looked up and
saw that her legs were spread wide and each of her knees
had been hooked over one of the monkey bars, three feet
apart, her calves tied down across the top of the bars. The
inner tendons on her legs stood out starkly, and the strain
of the metal against her knees, angled as it was, was
agonizing. Her eyes focused more and she realized that one
of her rapists had taken two pieces of thin, coarse, rope and
used it to pull her labia wide apart, exposing her inner cunt,
tying it off to her arms. Each little motion caused the rope
to slide against her labia, causing her excrutiating pain. Her
hair fell to the ground, picking up sand as she slowly
swaying back and forth, her whole body in agony. The voice
of John focused her.
"Ah, the whore's awake." He knelt down in front of her
and began idly flicking her nipples, making her squirm and
jog the ropes across her labia. "We're going to really hurt
you now, but then we're going to fuck you, so you shouldn't
mind." He smiled at her and she shuddered.
"Please don't," she begged, "let me go."
"I don't think so," he said, and picked up his belt. "Okay,
guys, lets get to work."
"No..." she begged as Jose and Jackson knelt to either
side of her, each of them holding a pair of pliers in one hand
and saps in the other. She began screaming even before
John brought the first blow of the belt down against her
gaping cunt and ass.
She was in a blaze of agony before the first five
minutes were up, her cunt a swollen mass of pain from the
relentless beating and her breasts bruised masses of
throbbing flesh as each man took her nipple in their pliers
and squeezed hard before pulling it far from her body,
stretching her round breasts into long, distended cones,
and then striking the sides of them with their saps.
Occassionally her nipple would slip from the grip of the
pliers, and they would have to reaquire a grip, sending
fresh blades of agony through her body as they beat and
twisted and mashed her sex organs mercilessly.
By the end of ten minutes she was screaming silently,
her voice shrieked out, her body seeming to slip away from
her in a haze of pain. When they finally stopped after
fifteen minutes of torture, she was no longer really present
in her body. She was there, in a small corner of her mind,
and she knew there was a battered animal, pain inflaming
every portion of its mass, its throat silently screaming itself
raw, hanging upside-down, but it wasn't her. It wasn't the
slim, confident, brassy young Asian girl which had been
coming home from a party a few hours ago; it was just a
piece of meat hanging by tenderhooks while three men
abused it.
Even when they cut her down, and the renewed agony
of movement threatened to pull her into its pain, she
managed to stay above it, to ride out the agony. And when
John laid her on her back in the sand and pushed her legs to
either side of her head, revealing a cunt that was a swollen
red mass of flesh and tits that were black and blue and
swollen almost twice their size and torn and seeping blood,
she screamed at him, NO! You can't mean to fuck her! No!
When he plunged into the body she watched it
shudder in unbearable pain, its mouth open, screaming yet
silent, its eyes glassy, its face a mask of shock and pain. She
watched him fuck it brutally, and she felt it tug at her,
trying to pull her down into its whirlpool of agony.
Each violent thrust rocked the slender body, and she
felt herself rocking with it, tendrils of pain reaching out and
encircling her. Nooo! she screamed as she was pulled down,
down, down.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGG!" she
screamed, her voice returning as every bit of torture she
had endured seemed to hit her at once. Her body bucked
up against her rapist as he slammed back down into her,
driving her insane with pain. She seemed to pass beyond
some threshold of agony where her brain short-circuited
and she came, she came screaming her lungs out and
bucking like a woman gone insane, practically throwing John
from her as her body exploded in agony and orgasm.
Conscousness slipped from her and returned, and she was
still coming, still in the throws of the most painful and the
most pleasurable sensations of her young life. She drifted in
and out, sensing when John finally came inside her, sensing
when he let her go to flop helplessly on the ground, bucking
her way through an impossible orgasm, wailing like a
woman possessed, kicking and flailing about. Her hands
gripped her cunt against her will and sent her even further
into orgasm, fluid spraying from her cunt in gushes,
wetting the sand beneath her.
When she finally stilled, she lay looking up at the stars,
the pain returning slowly, but she didn't care. Nothing
would ever be like that again, she knew. She also knew it
would take weeks, if ever, to recover from the beating she
had received, but she didn't care.
She didn't care when they still didn't leave her alone,
when they picked her limp form up and laid it out across
the see-saw, placing her head down near the end where the
hand grips were, her body angled up. She did not resist,
could not resist, when they tied her arms together
underneath the see-saw board--she was too exhausted, too
much in pain, too much feeling the aftereffects of the
torment and ecstacy her rapists had inflicted upon her. Her
legs were brought up and tied to the top of the hand grips,
leaving her ass and pussy, swollen an angry red, lewdly
exposed.
My breasts ache, she thought, knowing they were ugly
masses of black and blue flesh, and grunted in pain as Jose
entered her sopping pussy, fucking her slowly and evenly.
She felt her body respond, and she closed her eyes as
another orgasm washed over her, for the moment sparing
her from the pain of her body. For the following hour and a
half they took turns at her like that, sometimes fucking her
in the ass, sometimes in her abused cunt, driving her to
orgasm after orgasm until she was floating in a haze of sleep
and pleasure/pain.
Then they left her, tied to the see-saw, and she dozed
for a while. The false dawn and the sound of voices awoke
her; it was two members of the 12th street gang, and they
laughed when they found her, and slapped her ass and her
tits, causing her to scream. And then they fucked her,
making her body, wracked with pain, jerk into orgasm yet
again and again. When dawn finally came, they untied her,
saying Jose told them to, and went away.
Crawling over to her clothes seemed the most difficult
thing she had ever done before she tried to put them on.
They had left her money so she took a cab home, collapsing
on the couch of her college apartment. As she fell asleep,
the throbbing agony in her body matching her heartbeat,
her hand found her cunt and brought her to another
release.
THE END
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