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Killenkoff Institute - 8
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
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After her morning class in getting fucked, Sherry has
lunch with some of the other pupils. (M+/fg+, nc, bi,
tor, ws, huml)
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Poor fourteen year old Sherry was fucked over thirty
times before lunch. That morning she became nothing
more than a stretched out dick dump. At least that is
how she felt. And that is exactly how Ivan wanted her
to feel. To him and his father, females were nothing
more than cum-dumps.
Their sold purpose in life to please men's pricks. That
was their only reason to exist. That and to have more
children so there would be more twats to abuse and more
healthy boys to abuse them. A cunt was of no more
interest or importance than a playstation2 or an i-pod.
It existed only for a male's entertainment.
This is how Ivan was raised to think of the female sex.
And so at seventeen, he was one mean mother-fucking
stud. And I mean that literally. He actually did fuck
his own mother. Ivan's father made sure the boy raped
his own mother when the kid was thirteen. He used his
mom to learn how to fuck, beat, torture, abuse, and use
all cunts.
Sherry was of course almost out of her mind. She had
slipped into shock somewhat. All those huge nigger
pricks plowing her raw recently virginal pussy. All
those gigantic hunks of fuck-meat stretching the cuntal
walls until she felt she must be giving birth.
All those apple sized prick-knobs pounding away at her
very core, pushing deeper and deeper, going places
dick-meat was not meant to go. Fourteen years old and
having to endure this. And then of course her tits and
cunt lips had been injected to become overly sensitive.
Just touching her pussy lips or her nipples would send
waves of unbearable sensation coursing through her
body.
She lay on the floor in a lake of cum and blood and
spittle and sweat.
The black studs had left the room and Ivan looked down
at her.
"Well, Cunt, do you want lunch or not?"
"I, ugh, I'm not very hungry. I, may I just please
rest? Please?" Sherry could hardly move, her body ached
so much. Something inside her gut kept cramping and
causing sharp pains to shoot through her.
"Sorry, I can't let you rest. We can't let you become a
lazy slut. That's how you cunts are, selfish lazy
sluts. I know how you were back at your former school.
A boy would waste good money taking you out on a date
to a movie and maybe even dinner, and then at the end
of the evening you wouldn't even suck his cock or eat
his ass for him.
"Why the fuck do you think a dude spends good money on
a twat? He wants to blow his balls, that's why! Why the
fuck else would he do it? You have so fucking much to
learn. But you better get your ass moving and come to
lunch. We don't like to waste food. And who knows when
you will get a chance to eat again. So come on, lazy
bitch, move your fucked cunt!"
Innocent little fourteen year old Sherry crawled onto
her hands and knees. Cum poured out of her fucked
twathole and ran down her legs, joining the mess on the
floor. She looked up at the muscular naked Ivan, his
spent prick swinging six inches flaccid between his
strong thighs.
"I don't think I can walk," she whispered, a sob in her
voice.
He smiled. "That's okay, you can crawl."
Then he frowned. She had not even been at the
Killenkoff Institute for a full day and she had already
learned to be terrified of that frown.
"Holy Mother-fucking Christ, look at that mess you
made. All that good nigger slop running out of your
ditch and forming puddles on the floor. You can't waste
that. Get down there girl, and lick that up!"
He wanted her to lick up the cum from the black rapers
that was running from her sore stretched fucked pussy.
The very idea made her sick. But she had had to lick up
cum earlier in the day, so she knew he was serious. She
bent her pretty head down and started to lick up the
white/yellow slime with veins of her own red cuntal
blood in it. She gagged, but held back her puke,
knowing she would have to lick that up too. She must
have done a good job, because she heard Ivan chuckle,
and when she looked at him again, he was once again
fingering his fat teenage prick.
This was the start of her education. An education that
was to teach her that as a female, life was about
nothing except COCK. COCK was to be the center of her
entire world. It was to occupy all of her time and all
of her attention. She was to feel guilty if her mind
even wandered to anything other than COCK. That's what
cunts were taught at the Killenkoff Institute.
For lunch she was once again taken to a room where
other naked girls crouched on the floor while men and
teenage boys sat dressed at a large table at one end of
the room. Naked young girls served these males their
meal, and while they served, their young twats and
asses were fingered by the men and boys.
Sherry looked down at her dog bowl. It was filled with
a kind of oatmeal like mush. Ivan told her that it
contained lots of good vitamins to keep her healthy. A
very handsome dark haired man of about twenty-five or
so stood in front of the six naked girls and their dog
bowls.
He slowly unzipped his trousers and took out a penis
that must have been eight inches long flaccid and as
thick as a beer can. The man had a really charming
smile. He pointed his big prick at each bowl and pissed
a bit into each of the girl's dishes. Sherry watched
the spray of dark yellow piss froth and bubble in her
dish, soaking the mush. She looked up at the dark
haired man. She couldn't not believe such perversion
existed in this world.
The man smiled at her and gave his pissing dick a
little flip. The piss moved up and splashed Sherry in
the face. The guys at the main table, Ivan included,
roared with laughter. Sherry started to cry, not just
because of the piss in her face, but because of
something else. Something happening to her.
His dick was so big, so obscene, that she couldn't take
her young eyes off of it. Were men superior? Look what
they could do with their dicks. How they could shame
and hurt and torture and abuse with them. Were cocks
really so special? What must it be like to have a cock?
To have that swinging between your legs all the time.
Look at Ivan. At seventeen he felt like he ruled the
world, and all because he had a cock!
Sherry ate her piss mush. She didn't want to make them
angry. The other girls too ate, more out of fear than
hunger. Then they were made to crawl to the toilet room
once again.
There a disgusting thing happened. They were made to
lie on top of each other, in a pile of living female
flesh. Six teenage girls, their naked bodies on top of
each other, heads and legs and bodies in every which
order. Sherry had the pussy of a thirteen year old girl
right near her face That pussy too had been recently
ravaged and looked sore and stretched. The girl
whimpered constantly. Then, when they were all piled up
that way, like dead bodies in a ditch, Ivan ordered
them all to piss.
None of them could at first. They just lay that way,
like broken dolls on the trash heap, and cried. So some
of the teenage boys took their belts to the worthless
cunts. The belts snapped against their pale tender
flesh, and the girls wailed. Soon the girls started to
piss out of fear and pain. Piss cascaded over Sherry's
body and face. Piss ran in her eyes, nose and mouth.
The piss of other girls. And she too pissed on others.
It was a nightmare. The piss tore at the raw flesh of
her body and she screamed in pain as she pissed and was
pissed on.
Then there were cleaned with cold water from garden
hoses.
"And now it's time for your afternoon classes, Sherry,
you sweet Cuntface!"
Sherry freaked out. She couldn't take any more. She
clawed at the floor and foamed at the mouth.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She howled. "I CAN'T TAKE ANY
MORE. YOU CAN'T FUCK ME ANYMORE. PLEASE. YOU WILL KILL
ME. NO MORE! PLEASE DON'T FUCK MY ANY MORE."
Ivan kicked her. "You sorry piece of shit! I know your
worthless twat can't take any more dick right now. I'm
not stupid. Do you think you are the first bitch I have
fucked? Jesus, I can see your ditch is raped raw and
needs to heal. But we can use the afternoon to start in
on your ass!"
It was difficult to tell which was louder, Sherry's
scream of horror or Ivan's roar of laughter.
To be continued?
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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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