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Cock Slave
by Imma Scared (forceme@bigfoot.com)
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A teenage girl who grows up with an alcoholic mother
fending off her pervert boyfriends finally gets
introduced to sex the hard way. (M+/f-teen, underage,
nc, rp, anal, gb)
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Author Notes: The following is a story written by a
woman. It is based primarily on some of my own
childhood, sexual fantasies and nightmares. It contains
scenes of forced sex between grown men and a teenager.
I do not condone the actions in this story. It is
written solely for mature adults for the purpose of
entertainment for them and primarily therapy and release
for me.
I would be interested in any comments from you if you
are turned on by this story so that I might learn how to
write better stories in the future and/or whether or not
to add to this story. In fact, what would really be
helpful would be for you to tell me what you would do to
"me" when your turn came. Reply to: forceme@bigfoot.com
***
COCK SLAVE
Hi, my name is Dawn and I thought life was pretty bad
before Mom brought Edward home. I would learn over the
next few months that my life up 'til then was heaven
compared to what life with Edward turned out to be.
In some ways grew up pretty fast. I can't remember a
time when Mom wasn't drinking or drunk, I really can't.
Somehow I learned how to find food, cook it, and eat
fairly well. I learned how to scrounge clothes, keep
them and myself clean. And I learned how to make myself
disappear into the woodwork when Mom came home with the
strange men she would pick up at the bars she
worked/hung out in.
Once when I was 12, Mom brought home this "creature" who
looked more like a bear than a man. The man grabbed me
as I tried to duck out the door, and said to Mom, "Cute
little cunt. I'll give you $10 extra if ya let me
finger-fuck 'er." Mom says sure, tells me to strip, and
stands there laughing as the man mauls my body and my
poor virgin child's pussy.
It was after that incident, I learned how to hide and
hide quick when I heard a key in the door. I would have
run away, but I had watched enough Donahue shows to know
that life on the street for a preteen was a hell of a
lot tougher than my life with Mom.
Anyway, I was about 15 when Mom brought Edward home, and
just my luck I was in the bathtub and didn't hear them
come in.
This guy comes charging into the bathroom with his limp
cock hanging out, stops and takes a long look at me with
his mouth hanging open. Then he starts licking his lips
like he's looking at something good to eat.
I was trying to cover myself with a wash cloth and
trying to see how I could get out of there. The "bear"
from four years ago looked like a friendly dwarf
compared to this guy! He was 6'4, around 280 pounds
(mostly muscle, with a small beer gut), bald, scarred,
and nasty looking.
He finally says, "Well ain't ya the pretty little thing,
what are ya, 12?" (I always did look younger than my
age, tiny breasts, baby face, still do, God help me.)
Mom, comes up behind him, and says, "Nah, she almost
grown, another year, and I can put the bitch out."
The man keeps looking at me and licking his lips till
Mom pulls him out the door, "C'mon you can piss in the
sink and then ya can fuck me like I promised."
He goes, backing out still looking hard at me. I jumped
out the tub, dress as quickly as I can and run out the
house.
I spent the night in a nearby park.
To my surprise, Mom brought Edward home again, and
again, and again, 'till Edward finally moved in.
The first couple of weeks - though I didn't like Edward
- I felt grateful. Life and home took on a sort of
normal look and feel. We started living the way my
friends at school seemed to live. Edward made Mom stay
at home when she wasn't working and he brought in
groceries for me to fix meals, on a regular basis. He
made Mom help me clean up the house and even had her buy
me some new clothes.
The downside was that sometimes I would be washing
dishes and I'd turn around and Edward would have snuck
behind me, watching me and rubbing that HUGE bulge in
his pants. Once he asked me if I liked to fuck, and when
I told I was a virgin and planned to stay that way, Mom
told him about how she had let the "bear" finger-fuck me
for $10.
Edward laughed and said if it had been him I'd been more
than finger-fucked. "Don't nothin' feel as good as
havin' my dick up a nice fresh tight pussy. Certainly
wouldn't have passed up the chance at virgin kiddie
snatch!"
He and Mom almost bust a gut laughing at that!
Edward had been there about a month when the "Honeymoon"
period for me had ended. Mom was getting ready for work
when Edward said, "It's time Dawn starts earnin' her
keep, wouldn't you say babe?"
Mom nods, and smiles at him. "I think I'll stop by
Edna's house on the way home from work. She ain't been
feelin' to well. I may stay with her for awhile, may
stay gone 'till Monday."
"Good," Edward says, "that'll work out just fine. Me and
Dawn gonna have some..." My heart is up in my throat. I
*know* what's coming, I don't know how I know, but I
know. I feel like I'm going to faint. I brake in,
"Mom..." I start.
"Edward's been real good to us Dawn. Now you be good to
him." And she just walks out the door!
I look at her retreating back, watch the door close and
hear Edward growl, "Now get your clothes off. I'm gonna
teach ya how to a be woman!"
For a moment, I measured the distance between myself and
the door. For a moment, my eyes strayed to the kitchen
and I measured the distance between myself and the
butcher knives. But those moment were long enough for
Edward to close the distance between us and grab me by
my hair. He yanked my hair hard, first down and then up
to look into his face.
At the risk of sounding corny, I have to tell you that
his face gave meaning to the phrase "pure evil", his
face was a mask of lust and determination.
"Look at me bitch, you strip now, make it sexy or I'll
beat the shit out of you and still rape the daylights
out of you."
He let go of my hair and shoved me to the floor.
I got up and began stripping slowly, making myself move
as I had seen the strippers in movies dance. I looked at
Edward, and saw that I was pleasing him. When all my
clothes were off, I stood waiting for Edward's next
order.
"Finger yourself, get your pussy nice and hot and wet
for me."
I began sob silently and to rub myself, stroking my clit
and sticking a finger in my pussy.
"Now stop and stay right there. You move and I'll hurt
you bad. You be a good girl and you'll be alright."
I stayed put, as Edward went into Mom's room.
When he returned he was naked and I saw for the first
time in my life a man's hard erect cock. I had nothing
to compare it to, but it looked HUGE. I couldn't imagine
that thing going where my small finger had been without
splitting me open. Edward was carrying some rope, and a
bottle of baby oil. With his free hand, Edward pushed me
toward the picnic table that served as our dining room
table.
"Sit up on the table," he commanded.
I got on the table. Edward put the rope on table beside
me. Then with both hands he pushed me down on the table
so that my legs were hanging down. He bent and tied each
of my legs to a leg of the table and then stood up.
Grinning at me he picked up the baby oil, put some in
his hand and then began rubbing his cock with it. "I've
always wanted to fuck a little girl, but could never get
close enough to a broad with one that would let me. Now
with your itty-bitty tits and your tight little body,
this'll be just as good."
He grabbed his cock and began rubbing the head of it on
the outside of my pussy. "Now, here is what we're gonna
do. I am gonna put this in you, just the head, and tease
your pussy until you beg me to really fuck you. You
understand?"
I nodded, not believing that I'd ever beg this pig to do
anything to me.
"All right then, here we go!"
Edward slid his cock against the lips of my pussy a bit
more and when it was thoroughly lubricated, he begins
pushing just so the head is engulfed in my pussy. The
pressure is both odd and uncomfortable, but not yet
painful. Edward reached down with his hand and began
rubbing my clit. Does that feel good?'
It did, it felt so good. But I didn't want it to, but at
the same time I knew I better admit it or he might hit
me. "Yes, it feels good," I mumbled.
"Being fucked feels even better honey," Edward pushed a
little more. "So ask me to fuck you."
"Please..." I whimpered.
"Please What, Bitch?" came his gruff reply.
"You know... Please..."
"No I don't know, say it!"
"Please..." I mumbled again.
"Please what? I can keep this up for a good long time
sweet stuff. Now say it! Beg me to fuck you! Beg me to
let you have some more cock in you."
"Please... Please fuck me Edward," I whispered.
"What? I couldn't hear you. Speak louder!"
"PLEASE! PLEASE FUCK ME!" I finally got the words out in
a sob.
Then Edward says, "That's what I wanted to hear. You
finally begging! Now you're gonna get the fucking you so
badly want and need... we gonna have some fun!"
With that said, he put a hand on each of my hips, then
suddenly pushed forward and with great force shoved the
entire length of his hard thick impossibly long cock
violently and deeply into the most personal and private
place in my body.
I screamed in pain, squirming, trying to get away,
trying to stop the pain.
"That's what I wanna to hear, scream Dawn! Scream!"
And that's when the real fucking began. At first his
thrusts were slow, but hard and long and deep. And I
swear, it felt with each thrust that his dick got
thicker!
"Oh God, PLEASE STOP! It hurts so much!" Tears were
rolling down my face, I couldn't believe this was
happening to me, I was so humiliated and frightened.
Edward paused and took a hand off my hip to wipe the
tears from my face. He put the hand to his mouth and
licked the tears off. "Better 'an any drug," he sighed.
Then put his hand back on my hip and resumed his violent
brutal raping of my pussy with harder thrusts than
before.
"Scream baby, scream! I need to hear you scream!"
I couldn't help myself, I screamed!
Edward began to thrust into me harder! It seemed my
terror and distress made him harder, my screams turned
him on more and more, my tears gave him more energy. He
thrust and plunged into me like a machine, laughing and
grunting and moaning in time to my own cries of pain. I
cried as Edward seemed to thrust his cock even harder
into me.
Then he slowed, drawing the long length of that piston
like dick slowly out of my pussy till it was almost
totally out... and then he RAMMED it back in. Slowly, I
felt the thick cock slide through my aching pussy, than
SLAM and pain shot through me and I saw stars. Slow
slide of thick cock, SLAM, like a battering ram.
He kept repeating these strokes stabbing into me with
savage force, ramming deep into me, smashing his body
into me again and again. All the time laughing with
insane joy.
Then Edward gripped my hips hard, beginning to jerk and
twist his huge cock inside me, laughing at my whimpers
and cries, enjoying the pain he was causing me. He threw
his hips forward hard thrusting his massive cock into me
till I thought it was going to come out of the top of my
head, thrusting and pounding and punishing my pussy with
his hard massive manhood.
"YAH! How's it feel babe? How's it feel with a real
man's big cock in your belly? OH you feel so good, so
hot. I think I love you...." He fucked me with hard,
brutal strokes, the pain was almost unbearable. I felt
like I was being disemboweled, ripped open from the
crotch inward. And his hard body was hitting my clit so
that in the midst of the painful punishment, I was also
feeling waves of pleasure.
Edward didn't slow down a bit as he rutted into me with
hard strokes. SO FUCKING GOOD, YAH!!" he grunted,
thrusting harder still and then giving me more pain and
pleasure! His thrusts into became harder, longer and
slower, and I found my arms of their own accord were
holding on to Edward's neck, as if to urge him to thrust
deeper into me.
Then suddenly he speeded up, and I came as he came with
a series of hard, sharp thrusts into my pussy. I gasped
in surprise, not knowing what was to come, the feelings
that raged though my body were unbelievable, I clung to
Edward like a shipwreck victim would to a lifeboat.
Edward bent, and licked the tears from my face. "Oh
yeah, that was good. And the night is still young, you
still have a few more lessons to go and then you'll be
the perfect cock-slave."
Edward withdrew his now softening cock, and leaving me
tied to the table, he walked over to the phone. He
picked it up, looked at me and said, "But first, I've
got to get you some more instructors." Then he walked
into the kitchen with the phone, leaving me tied, lying
there in fear and pain.
***
When Edward came back into the room, he came over and
again stood between my legs. His cock was hard again and
he began rubbing it against the lips of my pussy. "I was
looking forward to being the first one to shove my cock
up your ass, but money talks and looks like the honor is
gonin' to another man. I'll still be there though, to
listen to you scream."
Edward grinned evilly at me.
"In fact, if things work out right, this is gonna be
night of extreme pleasure for me, and a lot of pain for
you!" And with that, Edward shoved the full length of
his hard thick cock suddenly and violently into my pussy
again.
With his hands cupped under my butt, he began slamming
his cock into me like a battering ram, pounding and
pounding and pounding. This was just as painful as the
first rape! His breath came in loud gulps and hisses. He
grunted and moaned obscenely, his cock pumping in and
out of my poor sore pussy, relentlessly. I couldn't,
wouldn't cry anymore, I just stared at the ceiling,
letting the pain take me away, waiting for it to be
over.
Edward slammed into me one final time and grunted and I
could feel his cock begin to spasm around the tightly
stretched lips of my pussy, then hot cum flowed out of
me and ran down my ass! It seemed like buckets of the
stuff were coming out of this devil!
"FUCK! That was fucking great!" After regaining this
breath, he stood there with his hands on his hips,
admiring his handiwork. "You didn't scream too much this
time babe, I like it better when you scream." He reached
down and rammed a fist into my pussy. I screamed.
"That's better! Now when the guys get here, you're 12,
understand? 12! Now get up and make yourself look like a
pretty little girl!"
Edward untied my legs helped me off the table and I went
to wash myself and make myself "pretty".
I had put on a pink "sun dress" that I kept for the few
times I was able to sneak away to go to church, pink
panties, and some pink socks trimmed with lace. In the
back of my closet, I found some patent leather shoes
which I had found a year back, and discovered that they
still fit. I was just putting my hair into a pony-tail,
when the door bell rang. I heard muffled voices, and
then "Dawn, get your ass out here NOW!"
I came out of the bedroom. to see that living room was
crowded with men, Edward standing among them grinning
like a crazy person. I looked at them, and my heart
sank. Everyone of them had that same look in their
faces, that Edward had on his face just before he raped
for the first time.
"Ain't she pretty? She's all ours, our own little fuck
toy to the day!"
One of the men, who was even taller than Edward by at
least six inches, said, "Ain't enough room here for us
to fuck her properly, why don't we take her to my
studio, where we can do her in proper style and film the
event?"
There were a few grumbles at this, but most of the men
seemed to approve, so Edward shoves me out the door and
hands to me to two of his cronies, who pick me up and
just about throw me into the back of a van and then
climb in beside me.
The men held on tight to me as the van moved out behind
the other cars, as if they knew I would try to jump out.
I would have, if I could have, especially when we hit
the Interstate, because such an action might have killed
me and I felt that death might have been preferable to
what these men had in mind for me.
***
We pulled up in front of what appeared to be an
abandoned warehouse and I was led inside. Just to the
left of the entrance was a large room, with the biggest
bed I had ever seen in my life, and one huge wall that
appeared to be a mirror. The really big guy walks up to
me and with a quick jerk, tears my dress off me. "I wish
I coulda busted your cherry, but bustin' you ass is
gonna be fun."
"Make her scream Joe," Edward said.
"You're a sick fuck, Edward! someone laughed as Joe
leads me to the bed.
"The way I want to do this," Joe said, "is to have a
cock in her pussy, while I'm bustin' her asshole."
The men acted like a bunch of school boys volunteering
to run an errand for the teacher! "Let me!" - "I'll do
it!" - "Hey man, I'm nice an' hard!"
Joe waited a minute, then said, "Phil, you get on the
bed there and lie on your back." And then Joe seemed to
be speaking to the mirror, "You boys ready to film back
there?" I heard a muffled sound which could have been a
yes, and it seemed to satisfy Joe.
"Okay Dawn, you do exactly like I tell you and I won't
hurt you more than necessary, okay? I don't want have to
punch your lights out!"
I nodded. Dually frightened.
"Okay, now. Dawn, I want you to get on top of Phil.
Climb on your knees and put the head of his cock in your
pussy."
Phil was undressed and had lain down, his huge cock
sticking up from his body and twitching. I did as I was
told, I didn't what Phil to hit me. Phil helped to guide
the head of his cock between my tender lips and I let my
weight push his cock up into me.
The men gathered around the bed and someone pushed me
down until my chest met Phil's. At least two men held me
there, putting pressure on my back and holding my arms
so that I couldn't move.
Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation on my ass as a hand
rubbed some kind of lotion on my ass's entrance. A
finger began to probe that small hole, completely
exposed in this position and with almost no delay, it
was thrust up into my rectum.
I let out a small cry pain. "That hurts! No stop!
Please!" I begged.
"No way, baby. I got the lucky draw. Sweetheart, I'm
gonna fuck you in the ASS!"
"OOWWW! No! Please No! Ow! Stop! Please!" I was begging,
knowing that my pleas were falling on deaf ears.
"Boys, watch as I show you the proper way to bust a
virgin ass!" Joe had removed his finger from my ass. I
could feel his weight on the bed as he positioned
himself behind me, aiming his cock at my virgin rear
entrance. The head of his cock touched me, and I tried,
uselessly to get away from it.
"Man, do you really think she can take that thing?"
someone asked.
"Sure, man, and if she can't, well too bad! Do it man.
Fuck that tight virgin ass!" Edward laughed.
"She'll take every one of my 12-inches I promise you!"
Joe laughed, "and still be good for plenty of fuckin'!"
He began to pressure his penis forward pushing in my
asshole. I was shaking with fear. Someone was helping!
My ass cheeks were being held apart by one man, while
Joe slowly impaled my ass. With a sudden pop, the head
of his cock broke through the resistance of my young
sphincter!
"Oh wow, you guys should feel how good this is."
"OW! IT HURTS! PLEASE DON'T!" I screamed, but Joe kept
pressing forward,
Slowly his cock sank between my spread ass cheeks. "The
heat and tightness of her ass is SO SWEET!"
My cries and sobs and struggles, just added to the
enjoyment of the men watching Joe rape my ass. I
couldn't move because I was held down and someone was
still holding my ass open to Joe's advancing cock.
Slowly and painfully he pressed on. Suddenly I could
feel Joe pause and lean over me. I heard him breathe in
and then he gave one last hard thrust.
I screamed at the blinding pain. I couldn't move,
couldn't get away, could barely breathe because of the
men holding me down so hard, to allow Joe to thrust into
me. The pain was unbelievable. I completely forgot that
Phil's still thick penis was deeply imbedded in my sore
pussy. Compared to the pain in my ass, my pussy was just
fine!
"SHIT!! FUCK!!! GOD DAMN! THIS GIRL IS TIGHT!!!" Joe had
indeed managed to fit his whole 12 inch erection in the
me. "OH MAN, THIS WON'T TAKE LONG!'" Pulling cock slowly
out and violently pushing his large cock back into me.
Again and again It seemed like Joe's cock filled my
entire world with pain. Then he fell forward onto the
me, resting his weight on my back and increased the
speed of thrusts.
The blinding pain subsided a bit, but I now felt a
burning sensation deep in my ass. Joe's thrusts hurt,
but I didn't feel like I was going to black out from the
pain anymore. I could now feel Phil under me, making
feeble attempts to thrust into my pussy from below,
because he was having to carry the weight of two people.
I was also aware that the other men had stood back, as
no longer needed to hold me down and watched as Joe
raped my ass and Phil tried to fuck my pussy.
"NOW! NOW! NOW!! FUCK YESS!" Joe suddenly shouted.
His penis seemed to expand and blasted me with white hot
wetness deep into the my ass. With each blast he slammed
his hips forward, as if trying to impale himself as
deeply as possible into my ass! He thrust so hard that
he rammed my body upward, and Phil's cock popped free of
my pussy.
I could feel Joe lift his heavy body from me and then
Phil pushed me off his body. I laid face down on the bed
and sobbed, as Edward called "NEXT!"
I was soon to learn what it was like to be the cock
slave of over 10 men in one day. From a virgin to a slut
against my will. And over the next year and a half I
would know more than 100 different men in every way
imaginable. Until I finally couldn't take it anymore and
seduced a young man into running away to Colorado with
me where we live to this day.
END
Author Note: Why shouldn't a woman like to read and
write rape fantasies/stories? I am a woman, but I'll
admit that I love rape fantasies. I love to imagine that
I have been taken my force.... Why should I be ashamed
of that? And I rather find myself turned by men who
fantasize about rape. Fantasies harm no one. "I wonder,
if my fantasy were to become a reality: If a Totally
bald man were to take me against my will, to punish my
poor pussy with his powerful piston like prick, would I
not find freedom and joy?"
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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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