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Archive name: Helddown.txt (MM/F, teens nc, forced)
Authors name: Wiley06 (wiley06@nym.alias.net)
Story title : HELD DOWN
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Author's note:
Someone wrote to me suggesting that I write about a
girl who gets held down and eaten out while being
fucked in the throat. The idea intrigued me since most
of my heroines/victims only get dick. This is the
result. I was going to finish it up by having the boys
fuck her cunt and ass after growing too excited
watching her get off, but I figured that wouldn't quite
fit (although I might finish it off by doing that yet).
For the most part (except the end), this is one of my
stories which brush closer to reality than most of my
others.
Enjoy,
Wiley06
As usual, comments welcomed.
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Cindy stared in wide-eyed horror as she faced her
boyfriend, the captain of the basketball team. "You
can't mean this, Tommy, please." She tried to hug him,
confused and hurt and scared. She was a sophomore on
the cheerleading squad, her blond good looks and lithe,
womanly body combined with a friendly personality to
make her one of the more popular underclasswomen on the
campus. It wasn't too big a surprise when Tommy had
asked her out, and they had been going out for two
months now, and she really cared about him she couldn't
understand why he was doing this to her.
She felt his hands on her shoulders, pushing her away,
holding her away, as tears blurred her vision, her big
blue eyes glistening in the dim light of the locker
room. She had followed Tommy in here because he had
wanted a blowjob she had been giving him head every day
for two weeks now, enjoying how much he enjoyed the way
she used her mouth on him and had assured her that the
locker room would be empty. "Come on, Cindy. On the
team we agreed that we'd share everything. It won't be
so bad."
She shook her shoulders and slapped at his hands, angry
now. "No! Let me go!" She was speaking to the group
of eleven boys, black and white, tall and muscular,
standing silently behind Tommy the other members of the
team. She stood there, shaking in fury and fear and
hurt, her lean, long legs two clean white pillars
leading up to the skimpy cheerleading skirt hiding her
firm round ass. Her white blouse hid her smallish
breasts, her arms quivering from behind white sleeves.
They moved around her silently at a nod from Tommy,
like a nightmare, silent and inexorable. She stood,
more stunned that Tommy would try to force her to do
this, would force her to fellacio the entire team, than
that he had asked her to. Hands gripped her upper arms
as she stared dumbly around her, at five foot six tall
for her age, but dwarfed by the boys around her. She
shuddered, and resisted as they forced her onto her
back on one of the narrow benches in the isles, her
legs on either side of it, her skirt riding up her
legs, falling gently between her thighs, her breasts
thrusting up as they pulled her arms under the bench.
She couldn't think she was stunned, only able to look
pleadingly at Tommy, who smiled down at her. "It won't
be so bad, Cindy. Just relax." He turned his eyes
away from hers as she whispered, "Tommy, no, don't,"
tears streaming down her face, her body shaking as if
she hypothermia.
"Tie her hands up," she heard Tommy say, and for the
first time she realized that it was really going to
happen, that Tommy was really planning to give her to
his teammates. She screamed, the sound echoing around
the locker room like a death cry as her lithe body
strained against the hands suddenly grown hard on her
arms and her thighs and her chest, holding her down,
sinking into her firm white flesh, burning her as her
stomach heaved as she struggled.
She screamed again, a primitive howl as she felt tape
wrapped around her wrists under the bench, her thighs
quivering as the struggled to lift themselves against
the hands holding the down, bent at the knees, her feet
flat on the floor. She wanted to kick them, hurt them,
get them off of her, but they held her down, her arms
pinned beneath the bench, hands pressing into the white
flesh of her thighs, more hands pressing down against
her chest, flattening her breasts as she strained
against them. Muscles corded in her neck as she lifted
her head, her pretty face twisted by a screaming
"NOOOO!" as Tommy straddled her stomach, bunching up
her blouse in front of him, the feel of his jeans rough
against her flesh, and began to unbutton her blouse.
She was panting deeply, her head hanging from the end
of the bench, her straight blonde hair pooling against
the hard concrete of the locker room floor, an upside-
down view of ankles and calves and hairy thighs
disorienting her as she felt Tommy's hands spreading
open her blouse, his touch, once so desired, now hated
as he slipped his fingers over the top of her bra,
pulling it down until it bunched under her breasts,
exposing the two creamy mounds, topped by a cherry, to
the eyes of the watching boys.
"Tommy, please Tommy. Stop this. I won't tell anyone.
Please," she spoke to him, lifting her head so she
could see him. She felt his hands on her breasts, and
blushed again as he ran his hands over her exposed
breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples.
"AAAAHHHHHHGGGG!" she screamed as he twisted her
nipples violently, squeezing and tearing at them with
his fingers, her scream fading to gasping pants as the
pain drained from her and she felt his breath against
her neck.
"Now Cindy," he said, "you've been giving me blowjobs
for two weeks now. It's time for me to share with my
teammates. You will blow each of them today, and you
will do a good job, or I will be forced to hurt you. I
don't want to hurt you. Do you understand?" There was
a pause, and her mind froze, realizing that he meant
what he said, that he believed it. "Do you
understand?" he said again, his fingers tightening on
her nipples.
"Yes, Tommy. I understand," she whispered, horrified
at his words.
"Good. Let's get started. Me first. You are my
girl."
Cindy felt bile rise in her throat as she heard those
words, and disgust fill her as she saw Tommy's cock
bobbing upside-down in front of her face as she lay
bound and held down on the locker room bench. She saw
hem kneel in front of her and push his cock against her
lips, his hands on either side of her head, wrapped in
her hair. She opened her mouth when she felt fingers
at her nipples, allowing him to slide his cock into the
warm depths of her mouth.
Every other time she had gotten excited at this act, as
feeling his swollen manhood bulging in her mouth,
tasting the smoothness of his skin, the salty tang of
his precum exciting her. Now it was a horror, her
vision narrowed to his hairy balls, his thighs, and his
ass-crack. She felt hands rubbing her breasts and
stomach and thighs, and she felt sick as Tommy began to
slide his cock in and out of her mouth, her full lips
sliding along his shaft as he began to use her mouth.
"Mmmmmgggggffffff," she said through the cock in her
mouth as she felt hands push her skirt up, palms
pressing against her panty-covered mound. She cried in
frustration as she felt fingers pulling aside the
cotton and press against her virgin opening she didn't
want to be raped; she hadn't asked for it. She had
wanted to be with Tommy, to make him happy, and he had
betrayed her, given her up to his teammates. She
sobbed softly before gagging as Tommy pressed his cock
against the back of her throat, her position giving him
a straight shot down her gullet.
She began to panic as she felt him force his cock
deeper into her throat and as the fingers at her cunt
became more insistent, rubbing up and down across her
labia, pulling them back, exposing her tight hole. She
thrashed helplessly on the bench, her whole body
shivering as she sobbed, the pain exploding in her
throat dragging sharp, muffled cries and whimpers from
her heaving chest, where hands mauled her young breasts
and tweaked her nipples to hardness.
She felt the cock lodged in her throat as if it were
happening to someone else. It was all happening to
someone else: Tommy fucking her throat harder now,
using her face like a cunt; the boys mauling and
sucking on her breasts, bruising them with their rough
treatment; the hands roaming across her flat stomach,
pinching and scratching the smooth, white flesh; the
fingers now sliding into her virgin cunt, painfully
dragging against her clit, still hidden in the folds of
her labia; the hands clenching against her firm white
thighs, massaging and pinching and rubbing them as she
squirmed in her bondage.
"Oh god oh god yes," she heard Tommy moan and felt his
cock flex within her throat, and felt the weird
sensation of his come spurting down her esophagus,
filling her belly with his seed, his cock buried in her
mouth to its base, his balls pressing against her nose,
filling her with the scent of him. She shuddered as he
pulled out, denying to herself that this was happening.
Her mouth hung open stupidly, her pretty eyes dulled
from shock, her lips puffy from Tommy's face fuck. She
saw vaguely another cock approach her, and felt it
enter her mouth, her mouth engulfing it naturally, her
lips stretched around the shaft as if there were always
a cock there.
She shuddered again at the pain of it penetrating her
throat as a second boy began raping her throat, her
young teenaged body shaking constantly now as hot, wet
mouths seemed to be trying to devour her body. Mouths
on her breasts, on her stomach, on her thighs, on her
arms, on her bush; she felt them all over her body,
squirming, living things sending cold chills through
her body.
She gasped and squeezed tears from her eyes as she felt
her panties cut away, and warm airbrush up against her
cunt, followed by soft lips meeting her labia. She
tried to pull her hips away, her thighs and buttocks
flexing futilely as the weight of unknown bodies held
her down. She whimpered through the cock in her throat
as she felt the tip of a tongue slide itself up and
down her labia, sending shocking sensations through her
young body.
She couldn't think; her mind seemed to have shut down.
Her young virgin body was being assaulted and she could
do nothing, nothing, mouths and lips and tongues all
over her body and a cock down her throat spasming as it
shot its load deep into her belly, tasting salty and
sweet as it rested in her mouth before he pulled it
fully out of her mouth, her throat swallowing
reflexively, sending his come to fill her stomach, her
stomach which writhed under the attentions of wet,
warm, living things sucking and licking and kissing it
like the things against her breast nipping at her
nipples, teeth hard sending sharp pains through her
body.
Mouths at her thighs sucked and licked while hands
squeezed and one mouth right at her cunt make her
squirm in their grip, a mouth teasing her soft, virgin
flesh, a tongue gently probing between the labia,
wetting it, sliding along it, searching for her clit,
swirling around it, sending shocks of sensation through
her young body which tightened her stomach and made her
sick, sick to be suffering this, suffering this all
because of Tommy, whom she had trusted.
A third boy was fucking her throat and her world
narrowed down to her head being jerked back and forth,
her blond hair sweeping the floor with each thrust of
the cock in her throat, the thump of the hips against
her chin and the balls against her nose counting time
for her as hands tore at her scalp and mouths crawled
over her succulent flesh.
She felt the cold sweats envelope her as lips found her
clit and began sucking on it, drawing it into a hot
mouth where a tongue ran around it, fingers probing
deep into her virgin cunt, one, two, more, stretching
her as sensations flooded her body from the mouths and
hands covering her, flaring at her breasts and clit and
cunt, making her want to scream for them to stop, to
stop, to get off of her and leave her alone as the cock
slid in and out of her throat and the teeth chewed at
her nipples and breasts and the tongue rubbed her clit
back and forth and back and forth until she started
shaking, shame and horror flooding her mind as her
nerves caught fire and her cold sweat began to burn
against her skin along with the mouth and fingers and
hands and tongues and even the cock in her throat send
shocking wave after wave of staccato sensation, hot,
burning, shaking, quivering, tension seeming to build
in her teenaged virgin body, to build from the pit of
her stomach, tightening it as sensations assaulted her
shaking, thrashing, bucking form, tightening it tighter
and tighter and tighter until she howled through the
cock spasming in her throat and every muscle stood out
in sharp definition from her strong thighs and come
flooded from her virgin box to soak the lips and mouth
and tongue working her swollen clit and her stomach
heaved and clenched and heaved again as an unbearable
pleasure more unbearable for being forced clawed its
way through her young body, tearing at her mind,
heaving at her body like an animal trying to escape all
the while the lips and mouths and tongues and hands and
the cock in her throat kept working, trapping the
clawed animal of pleasure in her body, exhausting it in
its thrashing and straining and screaming until she lay
limp on the bench with a new cock down her throat and
the mouths and lips and fingers and hands and teeth
still trying to consume her succulent white flesh.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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