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Subject: Story : Fantasia - When Dawn Breaks (TXT) - dawn [01/01]
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Date: Thu, 1 Sep 1994 16:11:02 UTC
Subject: FANTASIA: When Dawn Breaks
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WARNING: All Fantasia stories contain some or all of the
following: Non-consensual sex, rape, bondage, heavy pain,
torture, incest, degradation, underage characters. If these
things offend you, do not read.
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WHEN DAWN BREAKS
by V.P. Viddler
1
"Want to see Dawn lose control?" I said to Rob. "It's such a
beautiful sight."
Dawn shook her head, her eyes begging. Dawn was sitting in a
chair, with her arms tied behind her around the back, a rope
lashing her wrists together and securing them to the chair. Dawn
was clothed, but her shirt was unbuttoned, the inner bulges of
her breasts showing. And her skirt was shoved up to the tops of
her thighs. To the bottom of her panties. And Dawn's legs were
bare. Except for the two ropes. One rope was wrapped tightly
around her ankles, holding them fast together and also binding
them to the lower rung of the chair. The other rope was wrapped
tightly around her legs, just above the knees. Both ropes were
lashed so tightly that Dawn's flesh bulged around them, above and
below them. And Dawn's bare legs, bound that way, captive and
helpless, made my blood boil with lust. So beautiful. So bare and
bound and curvy. So luscious. Such sculpted, molded, shapely,
delicious calves. Such defenseless, smooth, long, gorgeous,
mouth-watering, savory, beckoning thighs. Such flesh, such skin
bulging around the ropes, such bound, unmoving, squirming legs.
I couldn't do anything but look at them, watch them, want
them. Touch them. With Dawn sobbing and squirming in that chair.
Touching all of them. Hands sliding. With Dawn crying and
twisting and begging and pleading. For me to stop.
Until Dawn lost control.
Dawn didn't want to. Dawn fought against it, always. She
hated doing it, hated herself for it, almost died with
humiliation and shame. But couldn't stop it, couldn't hold it
back, and would have killed herself rather than have me see her
in such a state. Loving it, I would watch as Dawn lost it,
struggled frantically to hold back, couldn't control it as it
took over her body, and I would watch, gazing at her lovely
distorted face, twisting, glazing, turning crazy with passion,
with need, with strain, with shame, with helplessness. Gasping.
Shaking. Crying. "No. No. God no, I don't want to, no, please god
no..." And begging for mercy even as she was beginning to beg for
satisfaction.
Which Dawn did finally, in spite of herself and her awful
burning horror and shame. "Do it do it oh please stop no do it
Christ do it to me I can't stand it please oh god please don't
stop I can't oh yes no yes yes please yes no no don't oh give it
to me do it no please oh please oh dear god I can't I can't
please more for god's sake please," and on and on and I would
watch as her body twisted and writhed and Dawn tried even now to
turn away so I wouldn't see that gasping mouth, that straining
face, but I would watch it all. Thrashing legs, arching torso,
rolling breasts.
So now, watching Dawn's bound and curving legs, I said to
Rob: "Want to see Dawn lose control?"
"No," Dawn begged, shaking her head, her long dark hair
moving. "No. Please, Jim. Not that, please."
And Dawn went on pleading as I ran my hands up and down
those soft, curving, bound legs, calves, thighs, up and down,
back and forth, and I told Rob to touch those high, full breasts.
Dawn writhed and twisted in that sturdy chair as Rob did that,
rubbing her first outside her shirt, and then sliding his hands
inside that open shirt and rubbing, squeezing, caressing those
luscious bosoms, and Dawn fought it as hard as she could, fought
with all her might not to give in to it, but at last it was no
use and our sobbing, pleading girl was losing control and Rob and
I watched that face, stroked that body, listened to that sound of
mingled horror and wanting as Dawn begged us to do it to her,
begging, crying, twisting until she upset that chair and sprawled
on the floor, bound and luscious, and I cut her legs loose and
took took took took...
2
"I hate you," Dawn said.
She was lying on my bed, spread-eagled, tightly stretched,
wrists and ankles roped to the four corner bedposts. Body taut.
Arms and legs taut. Long dark hair loose. Not naked. Black shirt
pulled open, showing most of her breasts. Blue skirt pulled high
up over her thighs. Outspread legs bare. Dawn's legs. Fantastic.
I wish I could explain about Dawn's legs, Dawn's calves, Dawn's
thighs. I can't.
"I know," I said. "I know you do, darling Dawn. Now tell me
what you want me to do to you."
"No," Dawn said.
"Go on," I said. "Tell me. You know you will. You know how
you want it."
"Don't," Dawn said. "Please. Bastard."
"Tell me," I said. I was touching her. Lightly. Touching.
"Don't," Dawn said. Panting. Writhing. "Stop," Dawn said.
I didn't stop. "Tell me what you want me to do to you,
Dawn," I said.
"I want it," Dawn said, crying. "I want you to fuck me. I
want it. I want you to take me. Please. Do it to me now. I want
it, I need it, oh Jesus I hate you you bastard you filth you
cocksuciking son of a bitch now please do it now please I want it
damn you I have to have it plese do it please do it fuck it I'll
do anything you say, please, please, please, please, don't no
please oh Jesus you dirty fuck please don't no yes do it I want
it oh oh oh oh oh I'll kill you please god please I'm begging
now, yes, I'm begging, what do you want, I can't stand it,
please."
"What about Rob?" I said. "Don't you want him to fuck you
too?"
"No! Yes! Damn you! Him too, anything."
"How about Danny?" I said.
Dawn looked at me, sobbing. "You can't," Dawn said.
"Yes," I said.
"I won't," Dawn said.
"Okay," I said. "I'll just have to talk you into it." And I
did some things to her. Loving things. Painful things. Until Dawn
said, "All right I will yes Danny too yes I will yes please stop
now," and I said, "Tell me to bring Danny in," and Dawn said,
"God god I can't do this."
":Tell me to bring him in," I said. "So Danny can watch you
this way."
"Oh Jesus god have mercy," Dawn said.
"Watch you this way. And hear you beg for him to fuck you.
Begging Danny to do anything he wants with your body. Right, Dawn
darling?"
Dawn was crying.
"Tell me," I said.
"Bring him," Dawn screamed. "Bring him. I'll do it, I'll do
it, yes okay, let him fuck me, I'll do it for all of you, all of
you. Bring him!"
"Will you tell him that you want to suck his cock?" I said.
"Take his cock into your mouth and suck him off? On your knees?
Will you crawl for him and kiss his feet and tell him you are his
toy, his plaything, his submissive and cock-sucking slave sister?
Will you, Dawn?" Touching her. Doing things to her. Loving
things. Painful things. Dawn writhing and twisting. Rob touching
her too. Her round, rolling breasts. Her tightly pinioned torso.
And her unbelievably sexy, long, curvy, shapely, fantastic,
fabulous, salacious, mouth-watering, helpless, outspread,
defenseless, luscious, gorgeous, sensuous, arousing, mind-
boggling, soft, smooth, erotic legs.
Dawn screamed and screamed. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! I'll do it,
I swear, I promise, I'll do it all, I'll do it, I can't, please
no please no please yes oh Jesus yes I want you I want you all of
you I'll crawl let me go."
"No," I said. "I love you this way, all tied up, hurting,
screaming, helpless, squirming. I want you this way forever."
Rob was rubbing his cock on Dawn's face, putting it between
her pretty young lips and then coming all over her face and her
hair.
"Get Danny in," I said.
Danny was so anxious to fuck his sister that he simply raped
her before I could make her say anything, but afterwards Dawn
spent a full hour with his cock in her mouth, crying, as she told
him how it was. Danny and Rob and I had Dawn all the ways we
could think of as Dawn screamed. "No no yes do it no stop please
no yes oh please please..."
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