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Blackmailed Beauty
by Black Demon (natas@aloha.net)
***
Wanda, Debbie's Sister in-law tries to dissuade her from
taking a summer job at a posh shoe store while she takes
time off to have her baby. (MFF, nc, rp, anal, drugs,
intr, d/s, blkmail, preg)
***
It was such a pleasant surprise that young Debbie
Tillman just could not believe her good fortune. With
the wedding coming up in a couple of months and her
teaching job not to begin till September, she had been
pondering just what kind of summer job she could find to
keep her busy and to bring in some income. Her visit to
the posh shoe store where her sister-in-law worked had
led to her getting a job for the summer.
Engaged to handsome, Randy Fisher, Debbie looked forward
to the big day. She just wished they were at the same
university so they could spend more time together. But
soon they'd both be getting out of school and begin
their married life together. Her handsome hunk stood at
5'11" and weight 180 lbs, but he needed to find time
between his studies to work out and buff up a bit. With
Debbie's long flowing red hair, and her sexy figure in
her trim 5'4" frame, everyone thought they made a great
looking couple.
Debbie thought back to when they first met. It had been
a chance meeting when she had gone to visit some of her
high school friends that went to the U. As the annual
State vs. U. football game was at hand, it was a great
excuse to visit her friends. It was then that she was
introduced to Randy and they couldn't take their eyes
off each other. From there it was true love for both of
them. Debbie even gave a brief thought of transferring
to the U. but did not want to leave the girls in the
sorority. Thus, their relationship was one of many phone
calls and visits to one another whenever a school break
allowed.
Being a typical college student, Debbie looked forward
to some home cooking and was happy to get frequent
invites over to Ray and Wanda's place. As she and her
sister-in-law were about the same age and had the same
interests, they became fast friends. They'd often spend
the day together and go out shopping. She was so happy
for Wanda and Ray, especially with Wanda expecting their
first baby. Debbie looked forward to being an 'aunt' for
the first time.
When Wanda had first taken her job at the shoe store, it
was fun for her and she had told Debbie all about it.
When Debbie had asked about her boss, she was filled in
on the number of children he had told Wanda about. In
addition, Wanda had spoken highly of her boss, even
joking to Debbie about his comment that, after fathering
four children, he'd had a vasectomy so he could 'quit
populating the city', as he'd put it. Knowing something
about the job from Wanda, Debbie thought it'd be fun to
replace Wanda while she took time off for her pregnancy.
However, Debbie was a bit concerned over the change in
Wanda over the past couple of months as Wanda's mind
seemed preoccupied and concerned about something. But
Debbie merely dismissed it as due to Wanda's pregnancy.
Little did she suspect that Wanda's concern was actually
over her own safety.
Wanda Tillman was desperate yet helpless to intercede on
Debbie's behalf. She and her husband's younger sister
had become very good friends since they came to know one
another. Somehow she had to find a way to prevent
innocent Debbie from accepting the job offered to her by
the devious, lustful store manager. She shuddered at the
very thought of her sister-in-law doing the photo shoot
for that vile, sinister man. She knew that Debbie's
photo shoot, with her dressed in her white lace wedding
gown, was a mere pretext to disguise her boss's true
intent.
With her boss still holding those incriminating photos
over her head, blackmailing her to have sex with him,
Wanda was just counting the days till she was rid of
Davis Wells once and for all. She felt certain that he
wouldn't continue to exploit her after the baby was
born, although he hadn't seemed to have lost interest in
using her body to sate his lust so far, even though she
was now five months pregnant and her belly was starting
to swell. In fact, the deviant bastard seemed to take
even greater pleasure in fucking her almost on a daily
basis, usually right there in the stock room, while she
was in the midst of waiting on a customer.
Davis Wells held all the aces, so Wanda had no choice
but to submit to her sadistic boss. She shivered in
disgust to think of how many times Davis sent her back
out into the store to wait on a customer, revolted and
shamed to have the foul aftertaste of his filthy semen
in her mouth. At times he forced her to bend over doggie
style so he could satisfy his lust, then sent her back
out onto the floor without her panties, with his sperm
oozing out of her freshly-fucked cunt or asshole.
Wanda learned why Davis enjoyed working in the posh shoe
store, how he had a fetish for beautiful sexy feet. She
felt so humiliated when he removed her sexy heels and
would rub his face into the soles of her feet, making
her cringe as he tongued her soles and toes. Then she
was forced to wrap her feet around his long thick cock,
letting him fuck between her soft soles till he spurted
his mess onto her feet. She felt so humiliated being
forced to walk about the store and serve the customers
with the squishy mess in her shoes.
Wanda was utterly disgusted to have to subject herself
to such degradation and humiliation. The very thought
that her innocent young sister-in-law had just stumbled
headlong into the very same trap that she had fallen
into, made her sick to her stomach. She had no doubt
that her lecherous boss would be just as cruel and
selfish in exploiting Debbie as he had been in
exploiting her.
She had considered warning Debbie, but she just couldn't
run the risk that Debbie might tell Ray, betraying her
confidence. Wanda was sure her loving husband would
never understand or be able to forgive her for allowing
herself to be used time and time again by the selfish,
ugly man. She couldn't forgive herself, so how could she
possibly expect her husband to forgive her.
Still, she had to do something to try to avert the
certain disaster that would befall Debbie the night of
the agreed-upon photo shoot. If she couldn't warn
Debbie, perhaps she could convince Davis to change his
mind about exploiting her sister-in-law. But how? If
Wanda knew one thing for certain, it was that Davis
Wells had no conscience at all. In fact, he seemed to
enjoy humiliating and degrading her, taunting her as he
used her body to sate his lust.
Wanda realized that somehow she would have to seduce her
boss into losing interest in Debbie, make him think she
was in love with him, wanting him all to herself. Just
the very thought of seducing this vile, ugly man made
her nauseous. She was realistic enough to know that
being five months pregnant, Debbie's firm young body and
incredible good looks would make it difficult indeed to
seduce him, to make him fall in love with her and lose
interest in the prospect of defiling young, innocent
Debbie.
Still, she had to attempt to sway Davis from his plan to
ravage and defile the young bride-to-be. With the evil
Davis Wells having fucked her so many times already,
Wanda knew it would be difficult to spice things up
enough for her boss to take renewed interest in her and
leave Debbie alone.
Even so, Wanda knew she had to try and save innocent
Debbie. She started taking extra care with her clothes,
had her hair and make-up done to look sexier for her
boss. She bought tighter, shorter and sexier outfits to
wear for Davis, adding an extra spritz of perfume just
for him. She even made it a point to wear her sexiest
high heels each day to entice him. But at five months
pregnant, her feet tended to swell and ache in the 3-
inch heels. She made her mind up and take the
initiative, even begging him to fuck her.
Wanda was relieved to see her plan working as Davis
began to want more and more sexual activity from her. It
seemed that now her tummy was beginning to get bigger
and bigger each day. It made her feel more and more
unattractive the way she was ballooning up, praying she
could still manage to keep Davis interested in her and
off of Debbie's beautiful body.
Shuddering in humiliation, Wanda thought back to the
other day when Jim had showed up at the store and Davis
had called her into the office. Upon entering the
office, she observed the cameras set up and knew she
would be in for an ordeal. Tears came to her eyes as she
remembered how she had been forced to strip and sit on
her boss' lap, then pictures were taken of his large
black hands cupping her swollen breasts followed by the
large hands rubbing her belly.
Wanda knew these were more incriminating photos of her,
photos she could never let Randy see. But she did not
know that Davis especially wanted photos of him rubbing
the swollen white belly that would produce his next
offspring. Davis had wanted to humiliate her, making her
pose for the camera with his large hands cupping her
swollen belly, the length of his cock clearly visible to
the camera as it stood straight up with his cockhead
nuzzled between her the lips of her slit. As Davis had
smiled for the camera, he could help but be amazed
'Can't believe this dumb fucking broad bit that line
about me having a vasectomy! Baby, that's my fucking kid
you got swelling up your belly!'
With Davis now fucking her every day, sometimes two and
three times a day, Wanda believed that her plan to save
Debbie was working. Her feet were aching, her breasts
were aching, her cunt and asshole were aching but Wanda
convinced herself it was all worth it. She desperately
wanted to spare her beloved sister-in-law from the
nightmare of being drugged, raped and blackmailed like
she had been. But she felt so filthy and dirty that she
just could not let her husband touch her in bed, not
wanting to soil himself in her filthy body.
Wanda wasn't sure if Ray could ever forgive her for
willingly having sex with this nasty man, should he ever
find out. She wasn't sure she could ever forgive herself
either but she kept reminding herself she was only doing
this to save Ray's sister. She thought that perhaps it
was true what they said about 'The end justifying the
means'.
What the naive mother-to-be failed to realize, however,
was that her opportunistic and cunning boss had never
lost sight of his objective of nailing Debbie Tillman.
Davis enjoyed fucking the new, sexier Wanda Tillman, but
even as he fucked her he was fantasizing about nailing
the young, naive redhead. He had not been fooled for a
second by Wanda's attempts to seduce him, taking full
advantage of her and of the opportunity. He let the
naive bitch go right on thinking she was seducing him
into losing interest in her beautiful sister-in-law,
laughing to himself at how gullible she was.
"Oh, Davis! I changed my mind about wanting to take off
from work. I won't be able to stand being away from you.
I'm sure Debbie will understand and can find another
summer job!" Wanda lied. She would make the ultimate
sacrifice of her body to save innocent young Debbie.
"You're not telling me that just to save little Debbie,
are you?" Davis quizzed, pushing Wanda forward onto the
desk as he began to take her doggie style. He knew that
Wanda was making the ultimate sacrifice, knew how
repulsed she was in having to submit to him. "Well, just
maybe it'll all work out. Jim's trying to expand his
business and needs someone to work as his assistant and
also do some modeling. That way he won't need to pay
outrageous prices to hire a model. I'm sure Debbie would
be perfect and Jim would jump at the chance to hire her.
Wanda was happy that she had been convincing enough in
her lies. Now she had saved Debbie from falling into
Davis' evil clutches and with the photographer being a
fag, there was nothing further to worry about. Once the
summer was over and Debbie had gone to her teaching job,
Wanda felt her ordeal would be over as she'd be giving
birth and Davis would probably go on to seducing another
young girl.
***
The next day, Wanda contacted Debbie and she came down
to the store to meet Jim and hear out the offer of the
new job proposal. Wanda was so relieved that all went
well as she watched Debbie eagerly sign the separate
modeling contract that may give Debbie additional money
if any ad or photo produced brought in subsidies. Debbie
regular hourly wages would be slightly higher than that
of the posh shoe store and she was so excited at the
prospect of the chance of doing a bit of modeling.
Davis and Wanda were behind the counter as they watched
the young bride-to-be sign the contract. Davis expressed
his regret at having 'lost' the chance of having such a
beautiful girl working for him, as his hidden hand
patted Wanda's tight ass, causing Wanda's body to
shudder in disgust.
Wanda breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she had
just saved Debbie of the agony she was going through at
this very moment. She felt so proud of herself, knowing
the sacrifice she was making, yet it would save Ray's
sister. But her proud moment was quickly dashed, at
Davis' next announcement "Well, Jim, don't forget what
we discussed! Since you're stolen my employee away,
you're going to do that photo shoot free and take care
of the $200 fee I promised Debbie for the use of her
wedding gown!"
Wanda realized then that Davis still had every intention
of going ahead with the photo shoot, as he had already
made the arrangements with his gay friend. Her heart
sank, feeling even more used and degraded than before.
When Jim and Debbie left, she pleaded with Davis not to
go through with his plan but he just reminded her of the
blackmail photos. He told her that she'd be smart to
keep her mouth shut and stay out of it altogether,
otherwise Ray would be getting a large envelope in the
mail.
With the turn of events, Wanda was depressed that her
plan had not worked at all. All the sacrifices she had
made went for naught. She knew that Davis was intent on
defiling young Debbie, 'ruining' her as she wore her
wedding gown. She pondered what else would be in store
for Debbie once that occurred.
If Wanda and Debbie had taken care to carefully read the
fine print of the contract, they would have seen the
explanation of Debbie's modeling would be for adult
audiences and in particular she would be 'modeling' in
adult films. Debbie would receive $200 for each photo
shoot and be entitled to a percentage of any royalties.
***
The night of the photo shoot, Debbie excitedly wanted
Wanda to accompany her to the shoe store. But Wanda just
couldn't bring herself to witness her sister-in-law
being ruthlessly defiled and raped, especially knowing
that Davis was intent on soiling her as she wore her
white lace wedding gown. Prior to leaving the store that
day, Davis had her in tears, telling her just what was
in store for beautiful Debbie that night. The bastard
even had pulled her hand to his crotch, forcing her to
rub his thick member as he told her how he was going to
'ruin' the beautiful bride that night.
Wanda feigned nausea that night, blaming it on her
pregnancy and begged off going. What made it so
horrifying was that Debbie had asked if she could get
prepared at Wanda's home, wanting her assistance in
getting the gown on. At one point, Wanda began crying as
she helped Debbie get dressed, taking Debbie by complete
surprise. The thought of preparing her beautiful sister-
in-law and best of friends for the lecherous rapist was
just too much to bear. But Wanda lied to cover her
tears, saying it was tears of joy as she saw how radiant
Debbie looked in her wedding gown.
As it would be difficult for Debbie to drive in her
wedding gown, she had heard Davis tell Debbie that he'd
see to it that she got safely home to her apartment. In
fact her boss was looking straight at her with that
gleam in his eye and the smirk on his face, when he
added that "Jim, the photographer, and I will be
handling it the way we did in escorting Wanda home from
her photo shoot!" When asked if Debbie needed a ride to
the store, she had told them that part was already taken
care of.
Wanda thought that one of Debbie's girlfriends would be
giving her a ride to the mall, as Debbie had not asked
Ray or her. She didn't want to ask if she needed a ride,
didn't want to be the one to drive her to the dreadful
fate that awaited her. Wanda closed her eyes and sighed
at what she heard next.
"Oh, Wanda, I'm so excited at getting dressed up in my
wedding gown! I know the groom isn't supposed to see his
bride but this isn't on our wedding day. I've told you
so much about my fiancé Randy and you're finally going
to meet him today. He arranged with his professors to
skip the last two classes today so he could make the
drive up here for his buddy's bachelor party. He's
picking me up here so at least we'll see each other for
a little while!"
Hearing the doorbell, Wanda opened the door to admit the
handsome Randy Fisher. As the introductions were made,
Randy advised her that he would be getting his medical
degree in June, just before the wedding and was all set
to start his internship at the local hospital. Both he
and Debbie were all set to begin their lives together.
As he was neatly dressed in a suit, Randy told her that
the group of guys was having the dinner at a posh
restaurant. They had a late dinner planned as several
guys were driving up from out of town but the party
would be an all-nighter. But he smiled and laughed,
telling her that 'after dinner, then the coat and ties
definitely come off' and they'd be at a lakeside retreat
for that night and the next day.
When Debbie made her appearance from the bedroom,
everyone stared at the radiant beauty. "Oh, gosh, you're
so beautiful, Debbie! I wish this was our wedding day!"
Randy commented.
The timing was perfect as the mall was on the way to the
where the dinner would be held, with some time to spare.
Randy was filled with pride as he escorted his stunning
bride-to-be out to his car. At least they could spend
some time together tonight, then they'd spend some time
Sunday together when Randy recovered from partying and
before he had to make the long drive back to medical
school.
From the front steps, Wanda watched as the two lovebirds
embraced for a kiss before Debbie got into the car. As
the car backed out of the driveway, tears flowed down
Wanda's cheeks. Wanda had not wanted to be the one to
drive Debbie to her 'ruin'. How ironic it was that it
would be her handsome fiancé to be the one to deliver
his lovely bride-to-be right into the hands of the
sadistic rapist. She could only wave goodbye to the
innocent young beauty as she went off to slaughter.
Davis opened the backdoor of the store to admit the
lovely young bride-to-be. He was disappointed as he saw
that she was being escorted. He shook the young man's
hand as Debbie made the introductions. He was relieved
when Debbie added that Randy needed to head off to his
friend's bachelor party. Seeing how nicely dressed the
young man was, Davis' devious mind was now churning.
"Randy, let me introduce you to my friend Jim, who's
getting his commercial photography business going. Since
he stole your lovely bride away from me, he's taking
care of whatever I want for the photo shoot tonight.
I'll tell him to include a couple of you lovebirds.
It'll be good for him also as those photos could promote
his business in attracting couples getting married. I'll
see that you two get a copy of the photos at no charge,
it's the least I can do! We'll just take a few of you
two together so Randy can be on his way to the party!"
Davis told the young couple.
Debbie and Randy were only too happy to do a couple of
quick poses, both wanting to have a commercially done
set of photos done at no cost to them. They saw Debbie's
boss go over off into the corner with the photographer
to explain what he wanted to capture in the shoot. They
looked into each other's eyes and leaned toward each
other for a kiss on the lips, happy to be together and
for the chance of capturing their obvious love for each
other in a professional done setting.
But the young couple would not have been so happy if
they'd overheard what Davis was telling his photographer
friend in the corner "Get a close-up of them about to
kiss, with their lips just touching each other. I'm
gonna put that photo side-by-side with the photo you'll
take later with those beautiful pink lips just touching
my drooling cockhead!" Also, he had instructed Jim to
get the camcorder going right away, telling him to set
the camcorder farther back as the film would capture the
plot that the bride-to-be was drugged and defiled in a
photo shoot. Thus, any flashes for still shots would
give realism to the flick.
As Davis eagerly watched the photo shoot, he watched as
one shot was snapped with the handsome fiancé lifting
the bridal veil. Another was the close up of the two
lovers' lips just touching in a kiss. All of this was
also being captured by the camcorder that had earlier
been set up on a tripod. Then he knew he'd have to give
Jim a bonus for the pose he set up next for the
beautiful bride-to-be.
Jim had the bride sit on the chair, telling them the
shot would also serve to promote the line of the
beautiful white heels she was wearing. In doing so, the
young man was to get onto a knee and act as if he was
going to draw down the garter. Jim was behind the hood
of the camera, giving instructions to the young man as
to how high to draw up the wedding gown "Just about
it... keep looking straight at the camera... draw the
gown up a little higher... a little higher!"
Davis knew that the instructions Jim was giving were
done to give his leering eyes a gander up the beautiful
trim legs of the bride-to-be. Leaning on the counter as
he watched the photo shoot, Davis felt the bulge in his
pants growing. Seeing the beauty's lovely legs encased
in her sheer white nylons, he reached down to stroke his
aching cock. Davis laughed and chuckled to himself, "You
stupid fucking bitch! Yeah, raise that wedding gown up
some more, sonny! Show me the prize that I'm gonna claim
once you leave, sonny boy! Yeah, buddy, spread your
honey's legs for me! Ohhhhh, those beautiful legs will
soon be wrapped around my black ass!"
As Randy was about to depart, he gave his lovely fiancée
a kiss, who kidded him about behaving himself at the
bachelor's party. Davis went over to shake the young
man's hand, thanking him for dropping Debbie off for the
photo shoot. Then Davis added "You're a real lucky man
to have landed such a beautiful gal like Debbie! Don't
worry I'll take 'real' good care of her for you! I'll
personally drive her home!" As Randy drove off, Davis
gave him a wave 'Bye, sucker! I'll take real good care
of your precious bride-to-be! Yeah, I'm gonna make her a
real woman for ya tonight!
With Randy gone, Davis told Debbie to sit and take a
short break, as he got them some cokes for refreshment.
When Davis returned with cokes, he passed the open cans
to Debbie and Jim. Only Debbie's can of coke contained
the drug that Jim had obtained for him earlier. This
time the drug wasn't one that would knock her completely
out. The devious Davis wanted her woozy and helpless but
lucid enough to know that he was fucking her.
After posing a bit, Debbie tried to get through the
shoot but everything was spinning out of control. She
could hear the photographer telling her which way to
turn, telling her to lift her dress higher and higher
but it all just seemed like a strange, surreal dream.
She heard Davis and Jim making lewd, suggestive
comments, then felt her dress being lifted.
Debbie seemed so far away, unable to put a stop to what
was happening to her. She vaguely remembered being led
to a long padded bench and being seated. Then she felt
someone begin to fondle her, touching her lewdly under
her dress. She tried to protest, knowing these kinds of
intimate improprieties shouldn't be happening, but she
couldn't collect her thoughts, couldn't make them
understand her pleas to stop.
The horrid black store manager was touching her
intimately, his hands moving up under her wedding gown.
Flash after flash of the camera was going off around her
as she tried again to collect her thoughts, begging for
them to stop, sobbed as her gown was being pushed up
above her thighs. "Please... please... no, please...
stop! Please!" she sobbed, feeling her lacy white
panties being grasped at the waistband and being drawn
down over her hips. Flash after flash captured her
panties being drawn down her legs and over her heels.
"OH GOD!" Debbie moaned loudly, throwing her head back
as she suddenly felt her clit being fingered. "OH GOD!
YES!" she groaned as a wet slithering tongue touched and
teased at her sensitive clit, a pleasure she had never
experienced with her inexperienced fiancé. It felt so
wonderful but it was so wrong! She need for them to stop
but she couldn't find the strength to push the pleasure
giving head away from her. All she could do was moan and
beg them to stop, but all her incoherent pleas fell on
deaf ears.
Unable to move in her drugged state, she looked up at
the grinning black hulk that began to disrobe before
her. She shuddered as she gazed upon the throbbing black
cock as it was bared before her widened eyes. She
couldn't help but to compare it with Randy's, noticing
how much longer and thicker it was. She groaned,
"Ohhh... arggggggggghhh... it's too big!" as felt him
upon her, entering her brutally without any concern for
her.
She tried to push him away but he was just too strong,
as more and more of the long thick cudgel was brutally
pushed between her aching thighs. The continuous
flashing of the camera seemed to be all around her, as
the cock inside her seemed to fill her entire body. She
needed to push him away, pleaded with him to stop but
Davis responded by instead by pumping his cock in and
out of her aching hole.
"Ahhhhhh, bitch, your little white boy sure must by
tiny! God, you're so fucking tight! It was so nice of
that white boy of yours to hand you over to me. I almost
creamed by pants when he lifted your wedding gown to
show me the prize I'd be getting! Gonna keep my promise
to him... told him I was gonna take good care of ya!"
Davis snickered, thrusting hard again into the sobbing
beauty.
"Oh, baby, you're so fucking tight! Gonna make ya my
fucking whore, bitch! Your sweet white ass is gonna make
us all some money! Gonna make you famous with that
contract you signed! Aww, baby, here comes your first
dose of nigger juice! Gonna have your belly puffed up
like your sister-in-law!"
Debbie was now lost in her drug-induced haze, her legs
spread wide to accommodate the big black bulk thrusting
between her thighs. Unconsciously, she began thrusting
back at her rapist, unwanted sensations between her
thighs causing her body to react. Suddenly she was
jolted back to reality at the sound of her rapist
grunting and then shuddering as he filled her womb with
his seed, as her white nylon legs crossed around him and
pulling him with her white heels.
Vaguely, Debbie remembered her rapist taunting her,
telling her he was going to fill her womb with his seed
and knock her up. But it didn't register until she heard
and felt his pudgy black body shudder atop of hers, the
long thick cock within her beginning to throb madly,
then the hot burning cum exploded deep inside of her.
Then she was quickly swept back into her drug-induced
haze, only vaguely aware that her rapist had finally
stopped and had staggered back to leave her lying upon
the padded cushions. She heard a conversation, a few
more flashes of the camera and then lost consciousness.
Having nailed the beautiful bride-to-be, Davis smiled
for the camera as he climbed off the raped beauty,
letting the camera zoom in between the bride's
widespread thighs. Then the camcorder was being manually
operated by Jim to continue on with the first x-rated
film that the lovely beauty had signed the contract with
D/J Productions, Inc. Jim was happy to have gone into
this business venture with the devious Davis, surprised
to have been approached by Davis in the past week with
the proposal that they'd be equal partners with Davis'
putting up all the funds and Jim putting up his
expertise in handling the cameras.
Jim smiled as he focused in on the camcorder, getting
the black rapist to gently lift up the raped beauty into
his arms. Then he filmed the unconscious beauty being
carried out the back door and into the van. Then they
were off to Davis' home, where the filming would
continue with the young beauty being carried into the
secluded home. The adult flick would consist of Davis
again having his way with the drugged beauty in her
wedding gown, this time on Davis spacious king-sized
bed. This time, three camcorders would be getting the
action covered from all angles.
***
The next morning, once Debbie began to stir, the
camcorders began to roll again. 'What a nightmare!
Dreaming of Davis' big black body on me, shoving his
black cock in me!' Debbie shuddered, truly as if it was
all a dream as she was unable to recall the
conversations that had taken place in that dream. She
tried to move her arms but found that her wrists were
bound securely to the headboard. She was also unable to
move her legs, as she was bound at the ankles to the
bottom bedposts. In squeezing her legs together, she
shuddered as she felt a cold wet oozing trickling out of
her raped slit and down her asscheeks, puddling onto her
wedding gown.
Sobbing at the shame and humiliation of being raped,
Debbie saw the devious Davis grinning widely at her
predicament. "You... Y-you raped me! Y-you bastard!
You'll go to jail!" she hissed at him. She groaned as
Davis, clad only in a robe, sat onto the edge of the bed
next to her. She shuddered as he began rubbing his hand
up her inner thigh.
"Go ahead and report me, honey! Tell'em how I tricked
you into letting me into your panties!" Davis laughed.
Unfolding a piece of paper that he held before her face,
he snickered "Recognize this, honey? Recognize your
signature on this contract? Should have read the fine
print, little lady! Just look at the second to last
paragraph!" he advised. He laughed as the stunned beauty
now read and comprehended what that paragraph contained.
"Yeah, sweetie, you signed a contract to make $200 plus
royalties for each adult flick you star in! And you sure
were a star for our first flick!"
"Oh, please... pleaseeee stop, oh god!" Debbie sobbed as
the exploring hand had made its way up to her bare
mound. The thick finger was rubbing at her sensitive
slit, then delved between her raw slit, rubbing around
her well stretched hole.
She was panting for breath when the finger was finally
withdrawn. She groaned as her devious rapist held up his
finger before her face. She shuddered at the thick slimy
coat of goo covering the finger, indicating just how
much filth had been deposited into her womb. Then some
relief coursed through her body, remembering that Wanda
had told her this vile man had a vasectomy so 'he could
quit populating the city'! 'At least I can't get
pregnant by this vile man' she said to herself.
Getting up from the bed, Davis leered at the frightened
young beauty. His grin widened from cheek to cheek as he
observed her look of horror when he undid the sash to
his robe. Her beautiful light green eyes were filled
with terror as she stared at his growing black shaft.
Grasping the base of his cock, he slowly shucked it up
and down, letting it grow in size as he edged forward
closer to the innocent beauty. "Honey, this time you're
gonna feel all of me in ya!"
"Oh god no... please... no! Please... please don't rape
me again... oh, please, noooooo!" Debbie sobbed as she
watched him shed his robe. She gasped loudly as gazed
down again to see the long black cock full erect, a cock
that was so much longer and thinker than Randy's. "NO
GOD NO! You're hurting me... please... please don't!"
she panted in fear.
"No... no... get off me... oh, please... NO!" Debbie
screamed as Davis got onto the bed with her, pushing her
gown up further then leaned forward onto her, dipping
his cockhead into her raw slit. "Oh! Oh! Oh! GOD!" she
chanted as her rapist began to pump his thick shaft
deeper and deeper into her. "Ohhhh, pleaseeeee stop...
stop!" she moaned from the stretching pain deep within
her body.
Unable to stop the vicious rape, Debbie clenched her
eyes tightly shut, trying to block out what was
happening to her. "Oh god! Please... please don't let me
feel anything... don't let me respond in any way!" she
prayed to herself, wanting to be true to Randy, at least
in mind. She could not help the fact that this vile man
was forcing himself onto her body but at least she would
not enjoy it in any way.
Debbie tried desperately to put her mind far away but
the unwanted warmth and sensations kept building between
her thighs. She felt a hot itch burning deep inside of
her loins, getting hotter and hotter with each second.
Unconsciously, she arched her back and her juicing slit
rode up higher onto the raping cock, causing a shivering
sensation to shoot throughout her body. The unwanted
sensation seemed to quench the fire between her burning
thighs. Desperately wanting to put out the fire
completely, she began to hunch up and down against the
plunging shaft.
Now oblivious to anything about her, other than the
thick cock plunging deep into the core of her being,
Debbie was unaware of the bindings being undone at the
ankles. On film, it was all captured as her legs and
heels encircled her rapist's pumping black ass. Then the
film captured her arms, once released, encircle the
thick neck of her black rapist as she hugged him to her.
Debbie screamed, gasping for air as the thick black
prong plunged in and out of her tight slit. She
screamed, clasping her ugly black rapist tightly with
her trim arms and legs.
Never had young Debbie ever reached such a climax,
making her lovemaking with her fiancé seem like mere
petting. It was truly a mind-shattering orgasm that
shook her body in uncontrolled spasms. Just as she was
about to come back down to earth, the hot explosion deep
in her womb sent her over the edge, with blackness
setting in as she fell into unconsciousness.
An hour later, the filming resumed, this time with the
bridal gown strewn onto the floor. It was certainly
going to be a real hot x-rated flick, showing the young
bride being stripped of her bridal gown by her black
tormentor. It was truly a sight that would have the male
audience jerking off in their seats, as the screen had
the young beauty clad only in her sheer white stocking,
heels, white gloves, and her bridal veil. The film would
show the petite white bride being fucked senseless by
the big bruising black cock would have the male audience
come back for a rerun.
Debbie was being fucked out of her mind, her only
thoughts were to quench the relentless itch between her
legs. When Davis purposely stopped and began to pull out
of her, about to leave her high and dry, she clutched
desperately at him. "Oh don't... don't pull out! Don't
stop... don't pull out... make me cum! Shoot in me!" she
groaned, clasping her rapist tightly to her.
When Davis finally pulled his shrinking cock out of the
raped beauty, he looked down at the innocent bride-to-be
lying sprawled upon the soiled bed. "Oh, baby, what a
fuck! Think your little white boy can make you cum like
that? You ain't even gonna feel your little white boy's
weenie!" he laughed out loud.
He laughed as his comments sent the raped beauty into
sobs as she curled up protectively into the fetal
position. "Ah, bitch, you're lucky I got 'snipped'! With
all that cum I dumped in ya, it'd surely would've
knocked ya up!" he purposely lied, wondering if this
bimbo would fall for that lie, just as her gullible
sister-in-law had done.
Finally being driven home to her apartment, Debbie
struggled up the stairs, the pain between her thighs
hurting so badly. At last she was in the safety of her
apartment. Quickly she washed the filth from her soiled
body, then stayed under the hot shower to cleanse
herself from the sweaty pig that raped her so viciously.
She sniffled and sobbed, ashamed and humiliated at the
way she had responded to the brutal assault. 'Why? Why
did I have to respond in such a shameful way?' she
sobbed.
***
After a long exhausted sleep, Debbie awoke to the
ringing of the phone, feeling so happy to hear Randy's
voice again. She wished he were there at that very
moment so he could comfort her. Ashamed at what had
happened to her, she felt that she had actually betrayed
his love in the way she had responded to the rape.
Although she had cleansed herself of her rapist's scum,
she wanted Randy to feel clean again, wanted to feel his
love flowing through her body instead of the awful
reminder of her rape. Hanging up the phone, she
anxiously dressed and brushed her hair to await Randy's
arrival.
Randy stepped on the gas, hurrying so he could be with
his beautiful fiancé as soon as possible. He was so
horny after that bachelor's party, especially the way
that beautiful stripper had teased all of the guys. Many
of his buddies had been tempted to sample the charms of
the beautiful tease in the spare room but he refrained
from giving in to the temptation. He had not wanted to
betray his beautiful fiancé and he continued thinking of
her the entire night.
Arriving at Debbie's apartment, as the door opened
Debbie flew into his arms and they kissed passionately.
The two lovebirds eagerly made their way into the
bedroom, fondling each other as they fell entwined onto
the soft bed. Randy was surprised at how passionate
Debbie was for normally it took him quite awhile to
break down her defenses. Eagerly, he pushed up her
blouse and bra and teased her twin nipples with his wet
tongue, then began to ease down her shorts and panties.
Desperately, Debbie wanted to feel her lover deep within
her, wanting him to cleanse her body of the filth that
soiled her. When Randy began to tear open the foil
packet, she put her hand on his "Honey, we'll be getting
married soon! I-I... want to feel the 'real' you in me!"
That was the only encouragement that Randy needed to do
away with the normal safety precaution, happy that this
would be the very first time he made love to her without
a condom.
Ten minutes later, Debbie lay stunned on her bed with
Randy's heavy body upon her. The taunting that she had
endured from the devious Davis began to play back in her
mind "Think your little white boy can make you cum like
that? You ain't even gonna feel your little white boy's
weenie!"
Closing her eyes, realization struck that what he had
taunted her had become so true! So stretched from her
rape, she had barely felt Randy penetrate her. Without
the desensitizing rubber condom, Randy could not endure
the exquisite pleasure he felt at his first lovemaking
without the condom. It had been but a few strokes before
Randy's body convulsed in spasms as he unleashed his
cum.
Feeling the leaking wetness between her thighs, Debbie
reached down to feel the warm fluid. Raising her fingers
up, she was astonished to how thin and watery Randy's
cum was, so different from the thick gooey spunk that
had been deposited by her rapist. The feel of it was so
different from the gooey mush that she had douched out
of her flooded womb.
Once Randy awoke, he was still physically exhausted and
unable to get it up again, even with Debbie stroking him
to revive his limp prick. Disappointedly, Debbie watched
him get into his clothes, telling her he had to get on
the move or it'd be dark before he got back to medical
school. When Randy was gone, she sat worriedly sat
about, hearing what Davis had said about showing up on
time for her job on Monday.
That night, Debbie tossed and turned in her bed, unable
to sleep as she continuously rubbed her thighs together.
Reaching down, her fingers crept into the waistband of
her thin panties. She shivered and moaned as her finger
slid between her slick slit, touching her sensitive
clit. She told herself to make believe it was Randy
touching her but all that came to mind was the long
black cock slicing deeply into her. Moments later she
was arching up in an orgasm while pretending it was
Davis touching her again.
Throughout the weekend, Wanda was worried about Debbie,
fearing the worst. She felt so guilty for not having
warned her of Davis' evil intent. She just could not
bring herself to make the phone call to Debbie's
apartment. On Sunday, she had Ray call his sister to
invite her over for a cookout. When Ray told her that
Debbie wasn't feeling well, Wanda sighed, knowing that
Debbie had suffered the same fate as she. Wanda vowed to
keep Davis away from Debbie in the future and resolved
to herself that she would perform any deed he wanted, no
matter how gross it was.
***
Over the next few weeks, Wanda acted the part of a
wanton slut, begging Davis to 'stick' it to her and
defile her in any way he desired. She sucked and fucked
her deviant boss in any way to drain him and keep him
away from Debbie. Each day she left the store feeling
she had saved innocent Debbie another ordeal. Little did
she know Davis' endurance and continuous hard-on, for
once she left the store, Davis was on his way to pay a
visit to D/J Productions.
As the wedding was just days away, Debbie couldn't help
but reflect on the past two months. She felt so guilty
in having to submit to the whims of her blackmailer,
whenever he showed up at the photo studio, which was
nearly daily. She couldn't understand why she always
responded the way she did to her blackmailer, reacting
in a way that she never did with Randy. And when her
blackmailer did not show, she would masturbate at night
to put out that burning itch. Since that initial rape,
she sought as much loving as she could entice from Randy
whenever they were together, searching for that elusive
orgasm that only Davis could bring out of her.
On Saturday, Debbie was in her wedding gown and about to
put on her bridal veil. Naturally, Debbie could not
refuse the services of D/J Productions from handling the
wedding photos and videos. Jim had announced that he
wanted to videotape the bride alone in the room as she
put on her bridal veil and then make her exit from her
parents home and into the limousine. For this special
occasion, Jim's assistant was none other than Davis.
While alone in the room, with Jim videotaping
everything, Davis gave the bride a kiss and enjoyed
feeling her shudder in disgust as his thick tongue
delved between her pink lips.
Debbie cringed and shivered, panting as the kiss was
finally broken. Then she shuddered as Davis tongued her
earlobe and whispered, "Today we're shooting flick #3!
Guess who's the 'star' of this film!"
Then stepping back, pulling out a videotape and, for the
purpose of the film, Davis spoke loudly "Bitch!
Cooperate or your hubby will be getting a copy of this
hot little flick! Think he'll believe you were raped the
way you moaned and fucked me? On the way back from the
reception, when you get in the limo, drop these two
pills in his drink! Do it, or else, bitch!"
Though all the wedding plans went according to plan, it
was a total blur for Debbie. She was so worried about
what was in store for her and her loving husband after
the reception was over. She often touched the glove on
her left arm, feeling the two tablets that she had been
given that morning. She knew she was in no position to
rebel and disobey, fearing that the horrible tapes would
be sent to Randy.
Randy didn't understand why her bosses were taking care
of the wedding photos and video, along with furnishing
the limo. Debbie had told him that Davis and Jim were
partners in the new photo/film company and that Davis
had a friend who owned a limousine company. Thus, it did
not bring about any questions as to why Davis was the
driver of the limo.
As the bride and groom got into the limo, surrounded by
the many well-wishers, Wanda grasped her husband's arm
tightly. Her eyes began tearing as she saw who was
chauffeuring the limo. Her heart sank and she sobbed,
knowing that the bride and groom were in store for
Davis' devious lust. Ray comforted her, telling her to
quit crying as she shouldn't be so sentimental.
Jim was in the back of the limo videotaping the bride
and groom kissing and hugging. Then the groom opened the
bottle of champagne that was on ice for them. Debbie
took the bottle and put it back into the ice bucket,
moving the bucket over to her side. Then they toasted
each other. As the glasses were drained, Debbie took her
husband's glass and put it on the console next to her.
She turned a bit so her back shielded the two pills as
she slipped them into his glass, knowing that Jim was
zooming in with the camcorder at that very instant. She
watched as the tablets quickly dissolved in the bubbling
champagne.
It was only another ten minutes before they pulled up to
the front of the hotel and parked in the stall reserved
for limos. Jim moved ahead to videotape the bride and
groom entering the hotel. Then Davis followed with one
bag of luggage and a bag of camera equipment, telling
the bellhop his services weren't needed.
At the check-in desk, the drugs were really kicking in.
Randy could barely see the line on which to sign and
could barely scribble out his signature. Getting to the
elevator, Randy would have fallen had not his lovely
wife and Davis held him. He just had to lay down and
rest a bit.
With the groom stretched out unconscious on the bed in
his drug induced state, Debbie pleaded with Davis
"Please ..................please ..............not here,
not tonight! Not with my husband here!" She was not
prepared for the brutal shove that Davis gave her,
pushing her across her unconscious husband. She gasped
loudly as her wedding gown was pushed up over her hips,
then her white lace panties were pulled down to puddle
at her heels.
Debbie sobbed, ashamed at what the devious blackmailer
intended to do to her in this position. To be forced to
submit to his blackmail was one thing but this was so
humiliating, she bit her bottom lip trying to will
herself to just let him fuck her and get it over. She
felt that she could endure this humiliation without
showing any emotion.
She gritted her teeth as she felt rough hands on her
hips, gasping as she felt his cockhead moving up and
down her buttocks. "Oh, God! No! I've never had it there
before!" Debbie pleaded.
She knew she would not receive any mercy when Davis
replied "Oh, baby, I just knew this beautiful white ass
was cherry!" Debbie screeched as the Davis reared back,
then slammed forward with all his might.
Hours later, Davis finally had sated his lust for the
young bride. He had stripped off her beautiful wedding
gown and gave her the best fuck she'd ever get in her
new wedded bliss. He left the bride wide spread on the
honeymoon bed with only her white bridal veil, gloves
and nylons on.
With the camcorder off, Davis breathed in exhaustion and
told Jim "The groom's going to know he never got to his
beautiful bride if he's fully dressed like that. Guess
I'd better make it look more believable!"
"You take a break, Davis! You look exhausted! Still
can't see what you see in that little bitch! I've been
taking so much film of you so now let me have a shot at
what I want! I've got it turned on and here's how to
focus and do the zoom of me in action!" Jim smiled at
his partner.
Davis smiled as he looked into the camcorder to focus
the zoom as his gay buddy began to strip the groom of
his clothing. He shuddered as he watched his friend
enjoy himself with the groom, feeling sorry for the poor
groom as Jim went down on him. A bit later, as Jim
drained Randy's balls, then licked his lips after
swallowing the groom's load, Davis groaned inwardly 'Oh,
God! That's fucking gross! Glad I'm not in the poor
guy's position!', as he watched Jim slide his cock into
the groom's mouth.
The next morning, Randy awoke with a bad hangover, his
head right next to Debbie's widespread thighs. His cock
ached as never before, feeling as if it had been chewed
raw. As a favor to Davis, Jim had purposely chewed the
groom's cock so raw that it would be much too sore for
Randy to consummate his marriage to Debbie for at least
the next several days. He looked down to his aching
cock, seeing the teeth marks as the base of his cock
'Wow! Debbie would never go down on me before, always
telling me to wait till we're married! God, she must
have gone wild last night! Feels like she tried to bite
my cock off!'
The taste in his mouth was salty with an awful slimy
feel. 'Oh, God, it must be my own cum I'm tasting! I
must have ate my cum out of Debbie snatch!' Randy
realized as he stared at Debbie's red fleece matted down
in a thick layer of dried cum. He smacked his lips and
bent forward to spread the soft white thighs further to
bury his face between them. Sticking his tongue out, he
began to lap up the thick salty nectar that oozed from
her slick hole.
End of Story
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, 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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