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Lustful Hate; Imad's Revenge
By Desert Bandit (address withheld)
***
All I will say is this; deep down, every guy dreams
about doing this kind of thing to snobs. However,
actually doing it is not worth risking going prison and
getting a dick up your ass so, lets keep this strictly
fantasy. (FFM, rom, nc, rp, mc)
***
"The college years are the best years of your life."
Yeah, bullshit. Not when you end up in a school with a
bunch of snob-nosed bitches. I was in a "Christian"
school of sorts, in San Diego California, and I was
pissed as hell. In high school I had no trouble getting
laid, being how I was a star athlete, and I always had
a girlfriend. Usually I kept a mouthwatering blonde at
my side so that I could stick my dick in something warm
and wet whenever I was stressed out from wrestling,
football, track, or studying.
Every once in a while some virgin chick would want to
give herself to me, and I would usually go ahead and
deflower them. To some guys this may sound like I
ruined them for nicer guys, but, believe me, I did not.
Even though I was an athlete, I was never a bully. I
was state champ in wrestling, an awesome running back
in football, and a discuss thrower in track. Throughout
high school and my freshman year I was 5'10, 175lbs;
all skin and muscle.
Yet despite this, I never treated guys labeled as
"nerds" or "losers" as sub-human. That is just plain
stupid and wrong; I mean, what's the point? Some of us
are not born with gifts; we can't choose our genetics.
It's stupid and wrong to hold that against somebody.
The vast majority of the jocks in my class were just
assholes to the rest of the male population in the
school.
Given the large number of assholes, I knew that if I
did not deflower the virginal girls, sooner or later
one of the jerks would. This may sound arrogant, but I
prefer myself, a guy who treats others with respect,
deflowering a virgin chick than some dumb-fuck ass wipe
who is only good at catching a ball, or running really
fast.
Sad thing was though, even though I was the one many
virgin chicks chose for their deflowering, in the end
they ended up dating (and fucking) all the assholes, so
by my senior year I deflowered my last girl and took no
more calls after that. I just held on to the last chick
whose cherry I had popped and we remained an item
throughout our senior year. In college, things changed.
My parents said they would give me a free ride to
school if I went to a "Christian" school on the coast
of San Diego. I was qualified to be a cadet at West
Point given my athletic and academic background,
however, because the "Christian" school I was at did
not have a wrestling team, and I was not quite college
level in football or track. I was a fast runner, but I
couldn't compete with a lot of the guys who went to my
small University. What ended up happening was something
I knew would happen once my athletic status in high
school ended- no more pussy. Refusing West Point's
invitation was a mistake.
I knew that the majority of the girlfriends I had in
high school didn't really love me; they were just
interested in being seen with me because of my
athleticism. That meant that they were more in love
with themselves. All the guys who are in sports know
this; that is why they don't respect women.
I mean, come on, picture this; some bitch offers you
her pussy, just because you can run fast or twist
someone's limbs into a mat, as a man what do you do?
Obviously you stick your dick in her and enjoy
yourself! What about her feelings? Fuck that! I mean,
if she doesn't give a damn about you and only cares
about the status you give her, then why in the hell
should I care about her? She doesn't love me, I don't
love her. Easy as that.
When those bitches say "I love you" what they are
really saying is "I love myself, I need to be with you
so people pay attention to how pretty I am and how I am
able to get a high status male with my cunt." Hell man,
if sex is easy to get you might as well go for that.
However, in college the type of girls I was able to get
in high school stopped.
I knew it was going to happen; I knew all along it
would. However, I didn't want to think about it. I was
in denial of the fact that many of the girls I was with
only appreciated what I did for them, but as far as
getting to know and love me, that was something else.
My last girlfriend showed an interest in me as a
person, and when I took her virginity I actually cried
when I did. God I loved her so much. In some ways I
still do, because she was the rarest of things- kind,
intelligent, beautiful, and interested in me alone. In
fact, it was one of her friends who introduced me to
her- and at first she rejected me several times. Here I
was, the most popular guy in my school, rejected by
this gorgeous dark haired vixen!
She did not like jocks and was more interested in the
school valedictorian- I was categorized, shelved in her
mind, with the rest of the jerks. I wasn't gonna give
up though. Indeed, I was so stubborn and unyielding she
actually put a restraining order on me! However,
because my father was a pillar in the community I was
from, and I was an "all American stud," all I got from
the cops was a slap on the wrist.
Word got out that her rejection was deeply upsetting to
me, and that I was constantly angry in wrestling
practice- I wrestled one of the big guys on my team and
came down on him without mercy. My rage was such I was
scared I was going to kill people in my own weight
bracket.
I was so pissed from the way Sarah had rejected me I
broke a heavyweight's arm in practice. She heard about
it and that same night decided to have a chat with me.
We went to the beach and talked and I told her how
intrigued and fascinated I was with her. She told me I
was not her type. I told her I was not a jock- I was
not like them, I tried hard not be arrogant and stuck
up, and I actually studied hard and did my homework.
I WAS TAKING PRE-CALCULUS FOR CRYING OUT LOUD AND HAD
MANY "GEEK" FRIENDS MY "JOCK" BUDDIES DID NOT APPROVE
OF!
After talking for a long while she became convinced I
had a brain and we went out. We did the girl-friend
boyfriend thing, and, on prom night, instead of going
to the prom, we went to an expensive restaurant. We
never had sex that night. She did not give herself to
me until the summer before we went our separate ways in
college. God I loved her so much- she was nothing like
the bitches in my current school.
Point of the fact though, and back to reality; I was
lonely, and horny as hell. I needed somebody who wasn't
shallow, somebody who had her head screwed on straight.
None were to be found in this "Christian" school on the
San Diego coast. There was one girl however, who caught
my eye; her name was Nina. She was a snob like all the
others, but she had the dark haired and Mediterranean
features Sarah had. From her looks I would say she
looked like a dark-haired Italian girl- wavy hair, long
nose, broad mouth and dark, sunken eyes complimented by
an angular, yet graceful, face.
Word had it she was a straight A student who happened
to be a Math major. Needless to say, this bitch was
fucking smart. However, as smart as she was, that
snobbery of hers was a turn on- for a less than gentle
lesson in sexuality. She had olive skin, long legs,
large C cup breasts bordering on D, and a firm bubble-
like ass.
Every time she walked by me she turned up the volume on
her snobbery, singling me out for humiliating remarks
and gossip every once in a while. God! I could feel the
sperm in my balls tingling and boiling from seeing that
monument of a female body, and getting a throbbing
hard-on whenever she played volleyball on the beach in
her bikini. But my heart was a different story; hate
welled up within me and rose like a dark thundering
cloud. Basically, my loins burned with lust, and my
heart thundered with hate.
I had, and still have, an 8-1/4 inch cock, that is 6-
1/2 inches in circumference. I wanted to shove it in
her cunt and show her what a pissed ex-wrestler could
do to the pussy of that snooty bitch. However, even
though I was popular in college also, I was not popular
with the right crowd. I needed a plan.
One of my Japanese friends had told me how ninja often
employed female ninjas called "kunoichis" to do their
work. What they did was that they kidnapped the
prettiest girls from families around Japan, and then
they would rape the girls with horrible brutality. The
rapists were very careful not to disfigure the girls
since their beauty was needed later on as a weapon to
assassinate high-level officials.
What they did instead was employ psychological torture.
Usually the girl would be left naked and alone in her
room- locked away from the other ninja, who were her
only family. The ninja boss would then rape her
repeatedly to break her will completely. Once her will
was broken, she was taught to hate all men, except the
ninja boss. Once the girls were, literally, broken in,
she was taught martial arts by the Ninja boss, who, by
now had complete psychological control over her.
It was, I though, a classic case of Stockholm syndrome
being used as a weapon, and the mere exposure effect.
Stockholm syndrome is when a victim of kidnapping,
usually female, falls in love with her captor in order
to cope with the horror of her situation. The mere
exposure effect is how, simply by being exposed to
someone, we tend to like that someone more.
Because the girl ninjas were essentially kept prisoner
by the ninja boss men, Stockholm syndrome kicked in,
and, because the same boss ninjas, their rapists, were
the only human contact they had, a kind of twisted
psychological imprint took place, thus ensuring the
kunoichi's complete loyalty. As I heard this, I
wondered how it would work on one of Nina's friends. It
was then that I formulated a sick but sexually
satisfying plan.
I had to wait for summer because if I kidnapped two of
Nina's friends during the school year a shit storm
would start given how I was attending a small school.
During summer time most of the students at that school
disappeared into Mexico, where my dad had bought me a
house as a graduation present. I was lucky he did it
because my successful internet business required a
large space which one of the rooms in the house
provided for all my computers.
I used my skill with computers to find all records of
Nina, her friends Marcie, Rebecca, and Laura and to
keep track of them. I knew where they went and when,
and managed to break into their apartments and install
cameras to see their activities. Rebecca, it turned
out, was a real slut; she brought home a different guy
almost every night. I accessed her medical records and
discovered that she had herpes. That ruled out
kidnapping her; I wasn't planning on using protection
when raping any of them.
Laura and Marcie were clean though; Laura had had the
clap earlier, but that was in high school. Her recent
STD test showed her cunt did not have nasty problems
any more, which opened the door for me. Now all I had
to do was think of a plan to kidnap them.
The four girls lived in the same apartment; it was one
of those expensive beachfront things most of the people
in my school have. Also, given the rise of serial
killers and other psychopaths, the girls always
traveled in packs. How was I going to kidnap two of the
girls? It was a big problem; I wanted to fuck Nina so
bad, and I was so horny I had no choice but to resort
to masturbation.
I whacked of until I was completely dry and then began
thinking again. Then, I could not believe my luck.
Rebecca it turned out, had slept with Laura's
boyfriend. I saw it happen through one of the many cams
installed in their room. Since Marcie was closer to
Laura than to Rebecca, when the catfight started Marcie
took Laura's side.
Nina, the intelligent one of the group, tried to
mediate between all of them to no avail. Rebecca was
pissed at Laura and called her "an airheaded cock
tease" on numerous occasions, while Laura called
Rebecca a "whore" numerous times. Marcie was always
there to back up Laura, and the resulting behavior
alienated Rebecca. Rebecca, naturally enough, was the
first to pack her bags and leave. Laura and Marcie
bitched about Rebecca 24/7 and Nina would not have any
more of it and moved out, leaving Marcie and Laura all
alone. All for me.
I ignored Rebecca and tracked down Nina- it turned out
she got a single apartment in one of the expensive
complexes in Beverly Hills. I managed to break into
that apartment and installed cameras in it. Nina
occasionally brought home a guy, but not often. Laura
and Marcie stayed single to the point of not sleeping
around at all. It was then I decided to make my move.
Both girls had conflicting schedules for the summer and
were never home at the same time. Laura was a party
girl who slept all day and danced all night, while
Marcie was an early morning surfer chick who enjoyed
the sun. That created the perfect situation to kidnap
them both.
I got myself some chloroform and got up early one
morning. At 4:30 a.m. in San Diego, the beach was
relatively empty, so I managed to sneak up behind
Marcie, and press the chloroform rag to her nose and
mouth. I then put her inside the car and took her
surfboard back to her apartment.
Shortly after, I went into Laura's room and used the
chloroform on her; I wasn't taking any chances, I
needed those girls out for at least 3 hours. I picked
up Laura, went to the car, and laid her on top of
Marcie. I was wearing leather gloves and tight clothing
so nothing that belonged to my body would be left in
the apartment. After one final sweep and clear, I drove
of. I wasn't a fool- I stole a car to drive to their
apartment, while leaving my real car in a storage place
owned by my dad.
I drove to my own car, put the girls on the back seat
and sat them up. I then drove of in the stolen car
which I gave to a local gang-banger. I managed to get
out the bad neighborhood on foot, despite a couple of
fights in which I brought my wrestling skills to bear.
I then took a taxi back to the garage. All of this had
happened in the space of just under 2 hours. I used
another dose of chloroform on the girls to prolong the
effect, and then, I headed for the border.
The border guard was not suspicious since Laura and
Marcie seemed to be taking a nap in the back seat, and
I had discarded the chloroform. Also, I had several of
the local thugs and cops on my payroll so the drive was
free from trouble. When we finally got to my mansion,
the girls began waking up. However, they were very
groggy, and barely spoke, and I managed to take them to
their respective rooms.
Both rooms were devoid of life; no posters, no plants,
painted windows with bars, barely any light got in. The
rooms had a bathroom and a shower, but I had
deliberately told the maid never to clean them and the
plumber never to check them. In place of a bed, there
was a mattress in the middle of the floor. Indeed, I
intended this to be a POW experience for them.
I had hidden cameras in their rooms to see how they
would pass the time. As soon as Marcie woke up she
frantically looked around for an exit and found
nothing, then she panicked and began to scream bloody
murder. I got pleasure from seeing that snob in such a
humiliating position.
I had a speaker hidden in the walls and a mic, which I
used to talk to her.
"Marcie, there is no way out" I said to her
"You are a prisoner here- you are nothing but a cunt to
me, and I will fuck you"
Then she started crying
"Please, let me out.... I didn't do anything to
you...."
"YOU STUPID BITCH," I said. "you're a fucking snob!" I
continued in a low voice "you treat guys like dirt, and
only go for people who you judge as 'cool,' while you
treat people you judge as 'nerds' and 'losers' as
something subhuman. I mean, you stopped dating one of
the basketball players when a knee injury incapacitated
him and you dumped him for his best friend. Who the
hell do you think you are treating people like that?
You think people are here to do things for you?"
"THAT IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS YOU BASTARD!!!"
Marcie screamed, "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO KEEP ME
HERE!!!!"
"Oh yes I do," I countered. "Around the world, girls
like you are the cause of suicide among guys. You treat
nice guys like dirt, you fuck endless lines of
assholes, and when you get burned too many times it is
then that you give nice guys a chance. I have the
right, because that injustice, has gone unpunished long
enough. Someone has to do something, and raping you is
the best place to teach you a lesson in manners."
Then, without another word, I turned on the tape
recorder and header for her room. I was horny as hell,
that bitch needed to be taught a lesson, and I needed
to break her spirit to turn her into one of the slaves
that would bring Nina to my cock.
As I entered her room she started clawing at me but I
slapped her hard across the face. I was not a ninja
boss- I needed her beauty for me, not assassinating a
politician. I grabbed her arms and put them on a
chicken wing (a wrestling move involving a very painful
arm twist) and threatened to break them if she did not
cooperate. In a quiet sob she said she would cooperate,
and with that, I pushed her onto the mattress.
I removed all of my clothes and then proceeded to
remove hers. During which time she said, "Hey I know
you; you're that guy whose obsessed with Nina. Why are
you doing this to me?"
I slapped her and growled, "I already told you- shut
up!"
She just laid there, holding her arms to her breasts,
trembling and with tears running down her cheeks. I
stood over her, completely nude, my lean muscular body
sporting its 8-inch man meat standing at full
attention.
Marcie could not take her eyes of it. "You can't put
that in me," she said in a frightened voice, "It's too
big...."
"I SAID SHUT UP!!" I yelled as I slapped her again.
She sobbed there quietly; once a mighty queen bee now
reduced to a sniveling little girl.
"Much better. Yes, much, much better," I said,
beginning to kiss her body
I licked her all over like an animal, and roughly
sucked on her breasts- licking, suckling, devouring.
She was a magnificent shapely surfer girl with 32D's,
and an ass to match Nina's, toped of by straight brown
hair. Laura, the blonde two rooms down, had the exact
same body, but her face had pouty features. I groped
Marcie's breasts as if they were sour dough, and
squeezed her ass cheeks hard. I slapped her ass and
hips several times, and basically released the most
base male urges imaginable.
Finally, I got between her legs and began licking her
pussy. Right as her clit popped out, I stopped; I only
needed her wet, I was not intending on giving her
pleasure with my tongue. Then, I positioned my cock-
head right on her slit, and with one stroke I shoved it
to the balls.
Slimy wet sounds, combined with Marcie's loud yelp
filled the air.
"Stop, please," she barely said sobbing, the heat from
my cock breaking her concentration "don't do this to
me, I won't press charges, I aaaaaaaahhh!"
Her cunt muscles began squeezing me hard as I brutally
pumped my meat into her. It was quite a sight- her face
was bloody from the slapping, and her cunt lips hugged
my dick tightly. The greasy sounds of my cock pistoning
into her got louder and louder as more and more cunt
juice began flowing out of her. Oh god she was so wet.
Then she wrapped her legs around me, and put her arms
around my neck, "Ooooh..." she cooed, "that feels so
gooooood!! Don't stop," she pulled me closer, and right
as she neared orgasm, I pulled out of her and slapped
her face again.
As she nursed her cheek with her hand, she had a look
of disbelief and shock at what I had done.
"Naaaaah bitch, you're not good enough- in fact you're
worthless- your pussy doesn't feel good at all to me,
I'm outta here!" It was a blatant lie but it was
necessary.
"Worthless bitch, maybe someday you'll make me feel
good."
With that, I walked out of the room and slammed the
door on her. I went to the computer room and watched
her. She began crying uncontrollably- since she was
beautiful she was not used to someone saying she was
not good enough for sex, much less a guy withdrawing on
her the way I did. Worse yet, that was probably the
first time she was truly close to an orgasm with a man
inside her, and she was about to have it when I
withdrew.
"You bastard!" she screamed, and cried for about an
hour.
I then went to Laura's room, taking a small TV/VCR and
the tape of me and Marcie. Laura, to my surprise, did
not fight- she was sitting in a corner with her knees
pulled up to her chest, rocking back and forth. It was
clear she was frightened, and I intended to play on
that fear.
"There is something I need to show you," I said to her.
I turned on the TV/VCR and popped in the tape of me and
Marcie.
"If you don't want to get hurt bad," I said. "I suggest
you watch."
She lifted her head from her knees and looked at the
TV. She watched and her mouth gaped in horror as she
saw what I did to Marcie earlier in the day. By the
time the tape ended, I was completely out of my
clothes- she did not notice me undressing as her
attention was transfixed on the tape.
"Your turn," I said to her.
She lunged and tried to claw my eyes out but I punched
her in the stomach. She dropped to the floor coughing.
I then grabbed her by the hair and dragged her over to
the mattress and ripped off her clothes. I gave her the
same treatment I did Marcie; the licking and lapping of
her body like some kind of hungry animal, the brutal
suckling of her breasts, the lick of her pussy for
lubrication, followed by a cock plunge and quick
withdrawal once she neared her orgasm, finally ending
with a slap on the face.
The very next day there was no foreplay at all- I
simply grabbed them and fucked them while they were
dry. As I raped them they both screamed in pain and
begged me to release them. But I just humped away and
came in them. To insure that they would not get
pregnant I put morning after pills in their food which
they readily swallowed when I told them what they were.
Day after day went by, and each time they fought me
when I was about to rape them, I took something away.
First I took their clothes and let them move around
naked, just like animals. Then I took away the utensils
from the food, forcing them to eat with their fingers.
They did not hurt me with the utensils because I told
them to put them back on the plate as soon as they were
done- I used a gun to make good on my threat.
With no clothes, and no utensils, finally I just opened
the door and dumped their food and drink on the floor-
forcing them to eat it and lap it up like animals. All
the while, I continued raping them. With each day they
fought me less and less- slapping, anal raping, dry
fucking- they readily began to comply with my requests.
Then I turned of the water from the bathrooms in their
room. They became dirty and smelly, yet, even then I
raped them. If they fought with me, which they
sometimes did, they got no food. The girls then began
becoming quiet just sat there staring at the wall.
Because I was their only human contact for the entire
month, they actually welcomed me going into their
rooms, and readily spread their legs for me.
Marcie went from insults, to asking how my day was,
offering me massages, blow jobs, even wiping my ass
after taking a shit! Now, they were still naked and
filthy, eating of the floor- the rooms smelled bad but
I was used to it. Then, I realized, it was time to
build them back up. First I gave Marcie and Laura brand
new panties, offering them as "gifts" they both kissed
me and thanked me for the "very special present."
Then, slowly, I began dressing them- each day I would
give them a new article of clothes. If they were
particularly submissive on one day, they got two
articles. Finally, I was up to giving them water, and
clean utensils. Little by little, the more submissive
their behavior, the more human the treatment I gave
them. Soon, I allowed them to have sex with me in my
room. I had raped them so much, they were mine. To make
certain I experimented by releasing Marcy from her
room.
Her eyes hurt from the light outside, and I spoke
tenderly to her- I had completely destroyed Marcie's
old personality, but I still needed to test her. I
hired a local hood and told him to stand in front of
the driveway. I gave Marcie my .45 caliber magnum,
asked her to get close to the hood and shoot him in the
heart. She did it without question. Then I asked her to
come close to me, point the .45 at my chest, and pull
the trigger.
Marcie turned to look at me in horrible shock, and she
slowly raised the gun to point it at my chest like I
told her. Her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
She did not feel the least bit bad about the hoodlum,
but with me she was having a hard time. Tears began
welling in her eyes, she dropped the gun, and then down
on her knees and began sobbing "I can't, I can't" she
said "I love you."
It had worked; her mind, completely destroyed, was now
projected onto me. Marcie was now my own Kunuichi; like
a female Ninja, she was completely my prisoner. Now it
was time to test Laura.
Same situation. Same result.
Laura, the Laura she was in San Diego was gone, and the
new Laura lived only for me. I then put the girls
together in a slightly nicer room, were we regularly
had threesomes. I encouraged lesbianism between the
girls so that they would not fight over me. However, if
either of them decided not to let me fuck either of
them while they licked one another, I put them back in
isolation, and did not show my presence for two whole
days.
After only a few days of this the girls, given how they
were good friends before, loved each other, but not as
much as they loved me. Instead of fighting "for the
right to fuck me" like they had done a week before,
they shared. I eventually trained them to do without
sex, as I slowly began having less and less sex with
them. I asked them to do favors for me around the
house, and they eventually became my housemaids.
They never did anything without my permission; when
they were assigned a task, they stuck with it until
further notice. They did not have material want either-
I rewarded them with the "privileges" of sun bathing,
driving, and shopping whenever I felt like it. However,
even in the middle of a shopping spree during
occasional trips back to San Diego, I gave them order
like asking them to drop their bags in the middle of
the mall which they did without question.
All it took was a look from me, and they obeyed. The
best part of it was, they were willing because they
both claimed they loved me- in reality it was
psychological imprinting because I was their only human
contact for two long months, but who cared. I now had
my human weapons which I would use against Nina. Nina's
pussy would soon be wrapped around my cock.
I drove them back to their apartment and asked them to
live normal lives- I gave them permission to do the
things they used to do. It took careful and precise
instruction because they had been without those things
for so long in their mind they did not remember how to
live independently. I literally outlined how each lived
their day prior to me kidnapping them, and instructed
to live that way until further notice.
They readily agreed, and no one in the neighborhood
suspected a thing. Cops had been buzzing around because
their parents had not heard from them in a while, but
it stopped after they said they were on "vacation" in
Mexico for the past two months as I had instructed
them. Things seemed normal to everyone who knew Marcie
and Laura, and they lived out their pre-kidnap lives
for a few days. Naturally I also ordered them not to
fuck other men.
I took this time to go to my San Diego apartment and
track down Nina- to my luck, she was still living in
her Beverly apartment, and her medical records showed
she was clean as a whistle. It was time.
I asked Laura to call Nina for a girl's night out with
Marcie to which Nina readily agreed. As Nina pulled up
to their apartment, I saw her again. God, I had
forgotten how beautiful she was. Laura and Marcie were
very pretty, the type of valley girls that Hollywood
men have as mistresses, but, next to Nina, they were
pathetic schoolgirls. Her mouth, her hair, her eyes,
her body- I was so busy fucking her friends to break
them down, I had almost forgotten what a goddess of a
woman Nina was.
The instant I saw her walk through the door of Marcie
and Laura's apartment, my cock grew and became iron
hard. She was all great and good but, damn man! I had
to wait 5 whole hours until the girls were done
partying as I had instructed. I also instructed them
never to let Nina leave their sight, and to fight off
any guy who hit on her.
Marcie and Laura were completely loyal to me so there
were no worries there. I had not whacked off or had sex
for two whole weeks, since I wanted my cum to build up-
I was saving it just for Nina. 5 hours later, the time
grew near, when I would pump the last drop of my cum
into her pussy. I got in my car and drove of to their
apartment.
I had instructed Laura and Marcie to keep Nina
entertained until I got there, and to get her a little
drunk. I also asked them, to have fun with her. As I
drove over, I knew what was gonna happen. Marcie and
Laura would get closer to Nina and ask her if she had
ever been with a woman. Then Marcie would touch Nina's
breasts ever so gently, while Laura kissed her mouth.
They left the door open for me and I walked in. I
locked the door, and header to the apartment's biggest
bedroom- Rebecca's old room. There they were, stark
naked, all three of them.
Marcie was sitting on Nina's face, while Laura lapped
at Nina's cunt like a thirsty dog. I could see Laura's
butt cheeks pressing against each other, and her cunt-
lips right beneath them, that cunt I had fucked so many
times before which never failed to get me hard. What a
view! I could not see Nina's cunt as Laura's head was
in the way, but I did see Marcie's ass-cheeks right
above Nina's chin, and Nina's lovely legs wrapped
around Laura's back.
As Marcie climbed of Nina, I could see Nina's face was
contorting in carnal delirium. Laura kept lapping,
Marcie looked at me with an evil and wicked look and
then proceeded to suckle Nina's perfect breasts. Laura
then began masturbating herself on one of Nina's legs,
covering it with pussy juice. I literally ripped of my
clothes as I could not take it anymore. My cock was
iron hard and dripping pre-cum. Even the tip was
swollen like a toy balloon.
"Guess who's here," Laura said. Laura and Marcie
climbed of Nina, she saw me, my muscular body with its
8 inch man meat standing at full attention, and once
she realized what was going to happen she was about to
scream when Marcie covered her mouth.
"Your job is to please our master and you will do
everything we say," Marcie warned.
"Yeah, you should feel honored that our master will
fuck you," Laura concluded.
Marcie removed her hand and started suckling Nina's
breast, though she did not seem to mind the attention
her breast was getting, she managed to squeeze out
hateful words.
"You bastard! What have you done to them! You fucking
loser you'll pay for doing this to me I swear to you
you'll pay!"
I just laughed. "When I stick this cunt-massager in
you" I said "you will beg me to go on."
Within that, I climbed on the bed and crawled toward
Nina. She tried clawing and kicking but Marcie and
Laura always pinned her down or slapped her. I began
kissing her body, in a very gentle manner. Lovingly I
stroked her, tenderly I sucked her breasts. She moaned
desperately while Laura and Marcie looked on with envy.
I wanted to savor this moment.
"Get on your stomach," I commanded.
I slowly massaged each of her legs, stroking up and
down her thighs, every once in a while squeezing her
magnificent ass. I kissed and licked up her legs, and
gently scrapped her ass cheeks with my teeth. Slowly I
proceeded to lick the small of her back and work my way
up her spine. She moaned softly.
"Don't think for a minute that I won't press charges
for this; just because you are causing my body to
react, that doesn't mean I don't consider this rape."
"You only consider it rape because you are not the one
in power." She turned around and angrily shot at me, a
look of hatred in her eyes. I grabbed and twisted her
arm.
"Women only have power in a sexual situation because we
men choose to give you that power. If men around the
world choose not to be nice to women in anymore and
just go around in raping sprees, we could easily do it.
The fact is, most men don't because we are way too
nice, even to bitches like you. You forget that we are
physically stronger than you and when the situation
calls for it, we can be far more twisted and ruthless.
You are only angry because you are about to be
penetrated by someone you look down on. If you weren't
such an arrogant bitch, this situation wouldn't be so
stressful."
Marcie and Laura hung their heads in shame. Tears
welled up in Nina's eyes.
"Please don't do this..." she sobbed, "its not about
power, its not about... its, I don't want my body
invaded by someone I haven't gotten the chance to
know..."
"You never gave me a chance, so I made one," I
countered, "now spread your legs!"
She obeyed. While she sobbed, I gently kissed the ring
around her nipples and slowly stroked her breasts. I
kissed the nape of her neck, the area around her lips,
all the while stroking her cunt lips with my fingers. I
began kissing her tummy and licking the area around her
belly button. Every so slowly, stroking her rib cage
and breasts with gentle, circular strokes. Finally, I
reached her pussy.
Her clit was popping out at me with great fury. I
immediately pressed my tongue against it and began
lapping at it while I inserted a finger into her hot
love hole.
"Oh my God you're making cum!!!" she gasped, breathing
heavily.
Finally, the moment I'd been waiting for after such a
long time. I positioned myself between her legs. Tears
were still streaming from her face. She looked at me
and said
"Do it. I don't care anymore."
"I was going to do it anyway with or without your
approval." I reminded her. She turned her head away and
shut her eyes tightly, as if bracing herself for
something painful. Marcie and Laura fingered each other
while watching me play with Nina.
I positioned my cockhead at her pussy lips, and, in a
slow and torturing, I slid my cock into her. She tried
to fight me by instinctively trying to close her legs.
However she was so wet it sounded like I was sticking
my cock into a vat of slime. As I slid into her, she
gasped and hyperventilated. She eased her resistance,
slid her feet up and spread them apart.
She looked into a my eyes, this time with a look of
defeat.
"I'm sorry," she sobbed. "No one had ever made me feel
like this. I'll do anything you ask, just don't stop.
Please don't stop. Thrust into me. Kiss me with all
your animal rage and cum in me!!! I'm yours..."
I couldn't believe my ears. That was all the signal my
body needed.
I began sliding in and out of her, the wet sound of my
cock sliding into her pussy splashing pussy juice all
over the mattress. Her cunt was smoldering, wet and
tight, and mercilessly milking my cock. Laura and
Marcie were hot and tight themselves, but they could
not compare to Nina's cunt; her snatch was heaven on
earth.
In and out I slid out of her, thrusting into her like I
was using my cock more to hurt her than to pleasure
her. In fact, I was trying to hurt her. I was pumping
my cock into her, with something that went beyond
bestial rage; but it backfired.
Instead of showing a grimace of pain, her face had a
gaping mouth and tightly shut eyes. She gasped for air
for a long moment and then followed it with a scream,
each scream signaled by a tight milking sensation
around my cock. I could feel my balls soak with her
cunt juice as I thrust into her. Her arms and legs were
wrapped tightly around my body.
It had been nearly five hours of non-stop fucking and I
could not take it anymore.
My pace became more urgent, and she began to hungrily
kiss my chin, hold my head close, and wrap her legs
tighter around me. Faster and faster I pumped, until I
could not longer hold it back. I thrust my cock into
her as deeply as I could, and then unleashed stream
after stream of hot cum which began pelting her cervix.
Her eyes and mouth gaped wide open as I came in her,
but then she shut her eyes tight again, her mouth
gasping in orgasmic delirium. I felt my dick burn with
the hot fluid I was pumping into her. The delicious
sensation of her hot cunt wrapped around my cock and my
hot cum spewing out of my dick felt so good. I
continued pelting her cervix with my seed, keeping my
cock buried deeply in her cunt. With an animal grunt I
pumped the last of my hot seed in her and finally
collapsed.
Our bodies were covered in sweat and we were both
breathing heavily. When I regained some strength, she
looked into my eyes, pulled me close to her and kissed
me. A few seconds later I pulled my cock out of her,
slimy wet sounds filling the air as I did so. A long
string of cunt juice and my cum could be seen
connecting our sex organs. I lay beside her. Laura and
Marcie were asleep from finger-fucking. I stroked
Nina's cheek, tenderly this time.
"I didn't want to resort to this," I told her, "why,
why did you have to be such a snob?"
"You shouldn't judge," she told me, "sometimes girls
don't know how to express their feelings for a guy.
Feelings are sometimes so intense, so new, that we
don't always know what to do with them. Many times,
women will do one of three things; the most common is
that they will project those feelings onto someone who
is socially convenient.
"The second most common is just ignoring the guy and
spending our energy in school or friends, and third and
least common is being mean and snobby to the guy
hopping he will stop paying attention, all the while
always wanting him not to give up, always hoping he
won't."
"Twisted logic," I said.
"Stop being so bitter," she told me. "You already raped
me, I admit I have feelings for you, and you have
permanently damaged Marcie and Laura. It will take them
years of counseling to undo what you have done to them.
You've proven your point; I admit that we women do
abuse the kindness men give to us. You're right, if
they wanted to men could turn into barbaric animals and
just grab and rape any woman they wanted, the way they
did in ancient times. But, that.... Gave you no right."
She began sobbing. I actually felt guilty.
"Nina.... I...."
"Just hold me," she pleaded. "I see this is what it
takes to get to you to see that I'm a human being and
that I made a mistake!"
"Look, I only wanted you to treat me with some respect.
Rejection is difficult enough to handle, but,
disrespect with rejection is unbearable."
To that she said nothing. Nevertheless, I held her
close to me.
"Oh Nina..." I kissed her shoulder, groped her breasts
and embraced her.
"I'll do something about your friends, don't worry."
Nina agreed to be my girl after a few dates. Once she
got to know me her anger toward my forcing myself on
her had subsided. I later found out that the guys she
brought to her apartment were actually gay friends she
had over to help her pick out clothes. She actually
hadn't been with a man since her first boyfriend.
I saw to it that Laura and Marcie were hypnotized into
forgetting their experience. They acted like total
snobs again and they greatly disapproved of Nina dating
me. Nina stopped being friends with them, realizing
that only great trauma would truly change them, and,
well, I didn't exactly care too much for sinking that
low ever again.
The truth is, I was in love with Nina and she was in
love with me. We just couldn't quite express our
feelings properly and I really fucked up the whole
situation. We were married shortly after graduation and
we're expecting twins. I realized that even snobs have
feelings. Don't get me wrong, still get satisfaction in
knowing that I boned both Laura and Marcie several
times before I got to Nina.
The End
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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