Author: Powerone
Title: Ransom Demand-Rape and Torture of Sara
Part: Chapter 8 Hope Is Raped
Summary: While on vacation in Mexico, Sara's niece, Hope is kidnapped. The
ransom demand is that Sara become a sex slave for 30 days. Hope is abused by
Kristina's father after learning of their girl sex. Keywords: Mf, ff, nc, anal,
reluc, humiliation, torture
Copyright 2003 by Powerone. You may contact the author at
controlher@hotmail.com.
Chapter 8 Hope Is Raped
Kristina dressed Hope in a typical schoolgirl outfit that her father and
uncle so loved. She wore a white, button down blouse, the buttons straining to
contain her breasts. Her skirt, a red, plaid cotton skirt was short, barely
touching the top of her knees, just the way her father liked it. The only thing
that did not fit was the shoes. She wore a pair of three inch high heels, her
legs perched up high on them, her muscles straining as she balanced precariously
on them.
"What is going to happen?" Hope asked Kristina, scared of her father and
uncle.
"You are going to be fucked Hope. At least by my father and maybe also
by my Uncle."
"No, I'm a virgin. I'm saving myself for my husband. Please, talk to
your father, don't let him do this to me." She begged Kristina. "I did
everything you said."
"I can't help you. In Mexico, women do not go against the men, fathers
or husbands. We are a very male dominant society and the females are here for
the pleasure of the men. My Uncle took my virginity when I was 10 and has
fucked me since then. While my father does not touch me, he knows of my Uncle
and approves of it."
The door opened and Miguel, Kristina's father and her uncle walked in.
Miguel was a large man, Hope not knowing the whole truth, that he possessed an
eleven inch cock. Not only was she going to lose her virginity, but she will
have to take such a large cock the first time. Kristina's uncle, Pedro also had
a large cock, but not anything like Miguel's. They were both in their
mid-forties. While not real handsome, they had a very demanding personality.
Their wealth and power had translated into a personality where they demanded and
got whatever they desired. In Mexico, anything was possible, money could buy
everything.
He looked, seeing Hope and Kristina dressed almost identical. His cock
was already hard from seeing the two of them engaging in girl sex. Now he
wanted to teach Hope on how to pleasure a man. He walked up to Hope and slapped
her hard across the fact, knocking her onto the bed. She immediately began to
cry, her cheek already red.
"So this is the little whore that fucked my daughter. What have you got
to say for yourself, American tramp?"
Sobbing, Hope managed to blurt out, "I didn't do it, Kristina made me do
it."
Miguel slapped her again, watching as she fell back on the bed, her
skirt riding high up her legs, giving him a quick glimpse of her panties.
"Liar, are you calling my daughter a whore." He moved towards Hope, she cringed
in fear, backing away, afraid of another slap.
Both of her cheeks stung from his hand. He would not believe her, she
was an American. Why would he take her word against his own daughters? She had
to try another way. "I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't mean it." Tears were still
running down her cheeks, both cheeks red.
"Whore. All of you Americans are whores. Fucking my little girl. How
many men have you fucked whore?"
"None, Sir, I'm a virgin. I've never been with a man before."
"You expect me to believe a whore like you. We'll soon find out if you
are telling the truth. If I find you are lying, I will whip you raw. Are you
sure you want me to believe you're a virgin?"
"Yes Sir. I'm a virgin." Her eyes pleaded with him to believe her.
"You've never had a cock in your pussy before?"
"No."
"Have you ever sucked a cock or jerked off a cock?"
"No Sir."
"Ever let a man slip his cock up your ass?"
"No, NO, I'm a good girl," getting embarrassed by his questioning.
"Not too good, you still suck pussy don't you?"
"Yes Sir and I'm sorry. I don't know what got over me"
"Maybe you just need a good, hard cock to show you what you are missing.
Then maybe you will stay away from my little girl."
"Oh no, Sir. I'll stay away from Kristina, I promise. I'll be good,
real good." She looked into his eyes, pleading with him. She didn't want to be
fucked, especially by him.
"We'll see how good you can obey. Can you do that, can you obey your
elders?" He looked into her eyes, his eyes piercing her soul.
She was afraid of him, his eyes had an evil look in them. She did not
know how to answer him. She knew that if she obeyed him, he would force her to
do things she didn't want to do, to degrade her. If she didn't she was afraid
of what he might do to her. She still hurt from the slaps, it could be a lot
worse. He was talking of whipping her. She had no choice. "I can obey."
"Come over here and sit next to me. I want to get to know you better.
We'll see if you are telling the truth." He patted the seat between him and
Kristina's uncle.
Meanwhile, in the cellar of the mansion, we find Sara suffering under
the hands of Rafael and Emilo, Kristina's fourteen year old brother. She is
naked, bent over one of the many benches in the room. Her legs are split open
wide, a spreader bar holding them open at least four feet, her pussy
unprotected. Her arms are tied behind her back, thrusting her tits out. While
only 34b's, her nipples were long and this is what they were working on.
One of her breasts was placed between the serrated edges of the vice.
Emilo was slowly turning the crank while Rafael pushed down on her back, pushing
her breast between the cold, metal vice. Her nipples had already hardened,
hitting the cold metal and instantly becoming pert and hard. She was trying to
squirm away as she watched the metal vise come closer and closer to trapping her
breast between the two sides. Once secured inside, she would not be able to
stop them from squeezing them as tight as they wanted. And she was sure that
her nipples would be crushed painfully before they were finished.
"Crack," Rafael slapping her hard on the ass. "Still, bitch."
She felt the metal touching both sides of her breast, the metal vise
continuing its push inward, closing in on anything placed between them. "NO,
PPLSSE, NNO," the metal begin to tighten on her breast. Tighter and tighter
they turned, her breast now compressed between the vice. She felt Emilo handle
her breast, pulling it farther between the vice, making sure that her nipple
would also be crushed between the unyielding metal.
"OOOOWW, GGGHHHGG," she screamed as her breast was squeezed into the one
inch space between the vice, her flesh bulging out all sides as it tightened.
Two more turns and her nipple was touched by both sides of the vice, crushing
the hard bud between it.
Her screams bounced off the wall as her delicate nipple was crushed by
the vice. They finally stopped when it was all but hidden in the vice, crushed
painfully. Sara could not believe they could inflict that much pain on her.
She was sure her nipple would no longer be any good when they finished with it.
She screamed again when Rafael brought another vice over, moving it under her
other breast, Emilo helping to position her breast between it. They wasted no
time, closing the vice hurriedly onto her breast, squeezing the nipple painfully
between it until her screams rang out again.
Tears were running down her face, the pain in her breasts running up
into her brain. She tried to move away, but only succeeding in pulling on her
breasts, igniting a fresh batch of pain.
Emilo came back with two more vices. Sara cried out when she saw them.
They were not as big as the others, but they weighted at least two pounds each.
She felt him fumbling between her legs, cringing as she felt his hands on her
pussy lips, pulling one apart, while Rafael situated the vice below it, his
hands turning the crank. They were not satisfied it was tight enough until she
screamed loud enough. Her other pussy lip was next, not taking very long to
trap the puffy lip between the serrated metal vice, painfully compressing the
flesh.
Just when she did not think it could get any worse, they both let the
two vices between her legs go, the two pound vices falling down towards the
ground until it stopped at her knees, her pussy lips stretched painfully down.
They loved her screams and sobs, their cocks hard in anticipation.
She looked through her tear stained eyes, seeing Rafael lubricating his
erect cock with a creme. He stroked it up and down the shaft until it glistened
in the light. She lost sight of him, but felt him behind her. She felt the
cold lubrication touch her exposed anus, a finger suddenly and painfully shoved
deep into her asshole, lubricating her back passage for something even larger.
When her hips shot forward to escape the raping finger, the vices began to
swing, a new wave of pain hitting her.
"Yes, they are going to swing back and forth when I ream out your
asshole. I'm going to fuck you hard and fast. The only way to stop them from
swinging is to push back on your ass, driving your asshole onto my cock. I will
like that."
She felt his hands on her hips, steadying her for the first fuck inside
her asshole. The next sensation was the lubricated cock placed against her
anus, rubbing over the little hole. Even though they had fucked her up the ass,
it had shrunk back down to almost its original size. She would have to
painfully stretch to take the cock again. "AAAAAGGHH," the raping cock
forcefully stretching her anus open in one lunge, her rectum spread wide to take
the bulbous head as her sphincter clamped down on the head. She waited, her
breathing ragged, her breasts painfully throbbing in the vice.
Rafael heard her groans and moans of pain as he drilled her asshole with
his cock, not giving her asshole time to grow accustomed to having a large cock
shoved inside. He loved her cries, as he hit her ass with his stomach, his
balls slapping against her pussy from behind as his cock buried itself deep in
her colon. He flexed his cock, feeling her anal passage spasm on the raping
cock, fighting to extract the cock from a place that it was not meant to be
placed in.
He began to fuck her, her body buffeted by his powerful hips, slapping
hard against her ass, the vices pulling painfully on her pussy lips, swinging
back and forth. Emilo smiled as she screamed, his finger giving the cranks on
the breast vices half turns. Each time the pain would diminish, Emilo would be
there to make them tighter, to ignite a new pain.
Her asshole felt so full. She had to push back, forcing his cock deeper
into her colon, anything to stop the vices from swinging. Her stomach cramped
from the cockhead deep inside, jerking and twitching in her anal passage. Her
sphincter clenched and unclenched on the cock shaft, her pain giving him such
great pleasure.
Meanwhile, her niece Hope sat down, pinned between Miguel and Pedro.
She saw Kristina smiling at her, watching her discomfort, wanting to see her
degradation by her father and uncle. Miguel turned towards her, his hand on her
cheek.
"You're a very beautiful girl, almost as beautiful as Kristina. No
wonder you could talk her into girl sex. You have a lovely body for such a
young girl. How old are you?"
"Eighteen sir."
He let his fingers run along her soft, silky skin of her cheek. He
turned her head toward him, leaning in closer to her, his lips touching hers.
He felt her jerk away. His hand shot out and slapped her hard again. "I
thought you were going to obey?"
Hope sobbed, "I'm sorry," her cheek sore from the slaps.
He moved in again, his lips touching hers. She did not flinch as he
kissed the young girl next to him, his lips smashing down onto her. He tried to
push his tongue into her mouth but she kept it clamped shut. "Kiss back, stick
your tongue in my mouth. I want you to kiss me like I was your lover."
She cringed at his command, but did not hesitate when his lips touched
hers again. She was afraid of him. Afraid of being punished. Her tongue
pushed into his mouth, tasting the foul taste of his saliva, smelling his bad
breath. She let her tongue run over his, darting back and forth inside, their
lips mashing onto each other.
He pulled away, "much better." He looked down at her body, his cock
hard. He took her hand, feeling her shudder as he did, moving it down onto his
lap. "Feel my cock," he ordered her.
All eyes were on her, watching as her hand touched his hard cock. She
jerked back in surprise. It felt like an arm, not a cock. It was huge. It had
to be over ten inches.
Miguel looked at her, his hand returning hers back onto his cock. "I
said feel my cock, I wouldn't tell you again." He smiled as her hand returned
to touch his cock. Her small hand barely grabbed it. "Good girl, now rub it
nice and slow. Make me feel good," he ordered her.
Pedro smiled at her as he observed her starting to masturbate Miguel.
Her hand moved up and down the front of Miguel's pants, his cock jutting his
pants out.
Miguel moved in again, his lips kissing Hope again. "That's a good
girl, kiss me and stroke my cock. Show me how well you can obey." He felt
her tongue running inside her mouth, her hand moving up and down his cock, the
huge cock twitching in excitement. An eighteen year old girl was kissing and
masturbating his cock while his daughter and brother watched. He put his hand
out in front of her. "Push your breast into my hand. Let me feel your soft,
young breast flesh."
She closed her eyes, moving her chest in towards his until she felt his
palm hit her breast. She kissed him again, her hand continuing to run up and
down the cock in her hand. She felt his hand begin to squeeze her breast.
She felt the cock jerking in her hand, pleased as he felt her breasts.
He was degrading her in front of Kristina and her uncle. She cringed at his
next command.
"Open your blouse, I want to feel your naked skin under my fingers."
He intended on making her strip naked in front of them. And she was
almost sure that he was going to rape her. There was nothing she could do. She
had to obey. One hand went down to her blouse, slowly slipping open the
buttons, her other hand continuing to masturbate his cock. Maybe she could make
him cum before he raped her. She felt the cool air on her chest and stomach,
her blouse slowly parting open as her hand continued to move up and down on his
cock.
"For someone that has never masturbated a cock, you're a natural. Such
soft hands and a gentle touch." His hands moved her blouse aside, finding her
bra encased breasts, the other hand running up over her naked upper breasts and
between her cleavage.
He kissed her again, her darting tongue still mixing with his, hands
moving over her breasts, squeezing, searching out her nipples, pinching tiny
bits of breast flesh until he heard her squeal, his finger crushing a nipple.
She felt Pedro behind her. "Let me help you off with your blouse,"
pulling it from her shoulders, letting it slide down her arms. Now there were
two of them. It was going from bad to worse. She stopped stroking his cock
long enough for the blouse to be pulled from her arms. Pedro threw it over into
the corner. His hands returned to her naked back, her hand shot up, grabbing at
it.
Miguel moved closer to her. "Put your hands down, let him have his way.
He can't resist a young girl's body like yours. He is already fucking Kristina.
Maybe he if plays with you, he wouldn't bother her." He kissed her again, his
hands running over her bra, feeling the youthful flesh clenched beneath his
fingers.
Hope could only sit there, half naked from the waist up as two older men
played with her body like they owned it, taking advantage of her. One was
gripping her breasts, fingers searching out and finding her nipples, pinching
them until they became hard. He squeezed harder but she did not protest.
Pedro's hands began to run over her naked back, loving the feel of her silky
skin.
"You feel so good, Hope," Pedro whispered to her. His hands found the
catch of her bra and released it. His hands moved around along her sides,
pushing the bra aside until he found her naked breast flesh, fingers moving
forward until they touched the hard nipples. He pinched them hard.
"OOOWWW," she cried as the four hands moved about her body, unable to
stop them, her hand busy masturbating the giant cock beneath them. Fingers
moved to her shoulders, slipping the straps down her arms until she let them
pull free from her hands, her breasts now naked. She wasn't sure who was
touching her breasts, all she knew were that they were not gentle. They pinched
and prodded the flesh, feeling the resilient flesh bounce back after being
crushed beneath their fingers.
Pedro stuck his fist into the small of her back, "arch your back, stick
your tits out for Miguel," he ordered her, the painful fist thrusting her
breasts out. Miguel's lips moved down to her breast and instantly sucked one of
her already hard nipples into his mouth. He sucked it into his mouth painfully,
stretching it as he did, his teeth nibbling on the ends. He ground his teeth on
the rubbery flesh, feeling her body jerk in pain.
He moved to the other, his fingers grabbing the bitten nipple while his
lips sucked the other nipple in again, stretching it from her body, his teeth
biting on it like it had no feeling. Pedro continued to force her breast into
his mouth, her hand continuing to masturbate the pulsating cock in her hand.
Pedro grabbed her hands from Miguel's lap, pulling her arms up into the
air, then back over her shoulders, her breasts arched up high into the air. Her
nipples were wet with saliva, the pink flesh already turning a deeper red from
the abuse. Her dark brown areolas had goose bumps, the cool air in the room
hitting the wetness left on by their sucking. Her breasts stood up proudly,
arched up high into the air, no sag at all.
Miguel pulled back to look at them, his fingers playing over the thrust
out nipples, pulling and twisting them, watching as her face contorts in pain.
He reached up with his hand and slapped her breast, watching the flesh dance on
her chest.
"UUUGGHH, OOOWW," that hurts," she cried out, Miguel's hand moving out
again to hit the other breast making it jiggle and move. The sound of flesh
hitting flesh rang out in the room. She felt fingers snap at her nipples
painfully, sharp pains ignited on the tips by his nails.
He slapped both of them, alternating between them, making them jiggle.
He could see flesh turning a darker red as he slapped the flesh, starting with
the underside, holding her breast up by the nipple so he had a clear target. He
then began to concentrate on her nipple and areolas, letting his fingers snap
against them, seeing her cringing in pain, but silent. He finally stopped,
Pedro releasing her hands, his hands move beneath her arms so he could encircle
the teenage tits, hefting the globes up in his palms, his fingers snapping at
the hard nipples. He let a fingernail rub harshly against her nipple, almost
cutting her flesh with the jagged nail as it moved back and forth, irritating
the tender flesh.
He breasts began to ache, first from the slapping them then abuse of her
nipples. She was pinned between the two of them, half naked, unable to defend
herself.
"Stand up Hope," Miguel ordered her.
She knew that her skirt and panties wouldn't last long. She stood
between them, both of their hands instantly running all over her teenage body.
Pedro played with her ass, his hands clenching and unclenching on her tight ass
cheeks. Miguel was gentler, his hands sliding her skirt like a lover might try
to do and running up and down her naked thigh, moving higher and higher until it
finally gripped her sex in his hand. Her hips shot back and forth, just like
she was trying to fuck herself on their hands instead of trying to escape their
groping hands.
We find Sara still being abused my Emilo and Rafael in the basement.
They had her painfully riding the "rail." The rail consisted of a wooden pole
about four feet long and over two inches wide. It had been cut with grooves
that ran circular around and around the pole, the groove raising the surrounding
area up by over 1/2 inch at uneven intervals. Her arms were tied at the wrists
and pulled up to the ceiling in front of her. She had to stretch out her body
about two feet. Her legs were pressed on either side of the pole, her sex
pushed painfully into the rough wood. They forced her body painfully onto the
pole, her outstretched arms forcing the front of her sex to bear the majority of
the weight. They pulled her pussy lips back as they forced her down on the
pole, making sure the rough wood dug into the soft, pink inner pussy. Her
ankles were pulled back above the pole and tied together. Her clit suffered the
most, the uneven shifting of her weight by her bound arms crushing it between
her body weight and the unyielding wood. Sara gritted her teeth and tried to
stay still, anything to stop the pain in her sex. But Emilo and Rafael had
other plans.
Emilo moved towards Sara, her eyes opening wide in fear as she saw what
he had in his hand. He was holding an electrical probe. A twelve inch shiny
metal rod capped with a silver ball the size of a ping pong ball. The handle
was wrapped in rubber, protecting the holder from the electrical current
traveling through the metal probe. Attached to the probe was a long black
electrical cord, hooked up to the control panel. Rafael worked the controls,
able to alternate the strength of the electricity going through the probe. It
could be made to go from a relatively minor shock, like you would receive from
your feet shuffling along a carpet, to a major shock that would rattle your
inner organs into painful contractions. It could alternate between the two
extremes, leaving the recipient unsure of whether the next shock would be a
relatively minor numbing shock or a major jolt that would tear a scream from her
lips.
Sara could not even beg them, fingers pushed into her mouth before she
could even utter a word of protest. Her tongue was grabbed by the foul tasting
fingers and pulled out.
"Stick your tongue out and leave it out or else I will visit little Hope
with my probe. Would you like to see me shove it up her tight asshole, her body
dancing in pain as I shoot it off deep in her bowels?"
She pushed her tongue out, bracing for the inevitable pain she knew she
would be forced to endure. She did not have to wait long, feeling the cold,
metal ball sitting on her tongue, waiting. She could see a bright flash of the
spark before her eyes, feeling the sharp jolt running through her tongue,
shooting directly into her brain as it shot up through her moistened mouth. Her
head was continually jolted as the probe was placed deeper and deeper into her
mouth, each time the sharp pain of the jolt shattering her senses. "GGGGHHH,"
choking as the probe pushed into the back of her mouth, forcing its way down
into here throat, just like a cock would do. She swallowed, the ball jammed
into her throat, waiting, teasing her. It felt like her stomach was twisting as
it shot off inside her throat, her muscles choking and gagging as the electrical
charge raced through her body.
Emilo's cock was hard as he saw her body dance from the charge. He
pulled the probe from her throat, hearing her gag again as it forced its way
back out. His hand hefted one of her breasts, cupping the globe in his hand,
her nipple already hard. He released her breast and let the probe run along her
breast, the sweat from her painful bondage spreading the charge. Her breasts
shook and bounced as the charge shot from the probe to the skin, tiny blue
sparks crackling in the darkened room. He saw her body begin to jerk about, her
pussy forced to move back and forth over the rough rail, abrading the sensitive
flesh.
Sara did not know what was worse, the probe shocking her skin, shooting
painful charges of electricity into her body or the rail, the charges forcing
her body back and forth in pain, her pussy sliding up and down the uneven pole,
her clit smashing against the raised grooves, digging painfully into the
sensitive bud.
Emilo continued to let the probe play across her body, even letting it
slip beneath her clit and the pole, giving her temporary relief from the rough
wooden pole until the electricity shot out the end of the probe, burning and
frying her sensitive clit. She bounced up and down.
She felt it move behind her, leaving a trail of painful jolts, moving
back between her split legs, moving up to her exposed pussy and asshole. She
knew he would not be merely content to shocking her exposed skin. He would
force the probe inside her body. She arched her body up as the large probe
began to penetrate her vagina, slowly forcing it open, the shiny, wet ball
easily and painlessly spreading her open. It sank deeper and deeper inside her,
feeling like a little cock fucking her, but knowing that it would be much more
painful. She yelped when it finally struck her cervix hard, sitting inside her,
waiting, pulsating with electricity.
Emilo let her savor the moment, the feeling of helplessness as her body
cradled the shiny probe deep inside her vagina like a lover, clenching on the
shiny ball. He thought she would pull herself off the rail she jumped so hard
when he gave her a burst of electricity.
She screamed as her insides felt like they were being blown apart by the
jolting electricity. She barely had time to catch a breath before another jolt
racked her vagina, this one longer, her pussy clenching and unclenching on the
metal probe in pain. He began to fuck the probe back and forth inside her
vagina, shooting the jolts of electricity out the head of the probe as he did,
her body shaking and convulsing as her pussy walls were constantly barraged with
painful jolts of electricity. She slumped on the rail, her clit now battered by
the constant movement, her inner pussy lips bright red from the abrasion of the
uneven wood.
Emilo moved the probe back between her legs, jolting her between the
tender area nestled between her pussy and asshole. He let it play over her
asshole, sending charges of electricity on the convulsing asshole, watching it
pucker and purse as it fought the powerful charges coursing through it. He
pushed in, her sphincter grabbing the round probe as it passed through her anus,
gripping the slippery globe as it closed over it, gripping it tightly in the hot
confines of her rectum. It pushed in deeper, passing into her colon. He shot
her colon full of electricity.
It felt like her inner organs were being rearranged, the painful
cramping from the shocks jarring her body. Her anus farted out the gas inside
her, unable to control any of her bodily functions. She pissed on the wooden
pole, feeling the wetness spread over her pussy as she fucked her sensitive
pussy lips back and forth over the rough pole, the pain in her bowels making her
sick.
Her body finally slumped down, the probe pulled from her asshole with a
loud pop, a fart escaping behind it. They had become tired of the game, her
body exhausted by the abuse.
"We'll see you in a while, Sara. You can ride the rail while we are
gone. When you're nice and tender, we'll rape you again."
She felt the pole between her legs begin to slowly turn, the uneven
groove moving about, grinding on her clit and pussy as it moved, pulling the
hair from her bush as it caught the tiny hairs in its rough edges, pulling the
hair slowly and painfully from her body. She sobbed in pain, unable to stop the
abuse of her body, slumped silently down on the pole as it slowly and
effectively tore her pussy and clit. She sobbed and waited. Waited for them to
return and release her from the pole, but afraid. Afraid that they would rape
her again.
Hope watched as her skirt was dropped to the floor beneath her. She
struggled briefly as Miguel began to pull her panties down over her shapely
hips. "No, please don't, help me Kristina," she begged.
"Be a good girl Hope," Miguel's hand stroking her body as Pedro held her
wrists. His hands returned to her scanty panties and slowly began to lower
them, watching her humiliation as all eyes were on her near naked sex. He let
his hands roam over her flesh as it was stripped naked, making sure that she
realized the part of her body that was being uncovered. He delighted in the
feel of her naked ass cheeks, feeling her body trembling in fear as his
calloused hands roamed so freely over her teenage flesh. He felt her tighten
her ass cheeks as his fingers probed the delicate crease. Later he would have
his way with her ass, later she would feel a large cock slowly and painfully
shoved up her virgin asshole.
She felt her panties pushed down below her knees before finally falling
to the floor at her feet.
"Step out of them, Hope. You wouldn't need them anymore. You wouldn't
need any clothes anymore."
"Over to the table, Hope. I want your body on display for everyone to
see. Climb up on it, on your knees, facing this way." He pushed her over to a
large table, helping her to climb up on it, his cock jerking in his pants as her
pussy was pushed into his face as she turned her back to him and climbed up on
the table. "Now turn this way, facing everyone." He looked at her, kneeling up
on the table, naked, her breasts thrust out, her legs tightly together.
"Kristina, bring over that mirror please. I want Hope to be able to see
everything we can." Kristina brought over a large, square mirror, at least a 1
1/2 feet wide. She handed it to her father. "Now Hope, I want you to spread
your legs," his fingers on the insides of her legs, forcing them outward.
Hope let her knees slide open on the table, it being easier to spread
your legs when on your feet then on your knees.
Miguel placed the mirror in front of her. "I want this between your
legs, so you are going to have to spread wide." He slapped the inside of one
thigh, seeing the tender flesh already turning red. "More," he urged her. He
was finally able to place the mirror, her knees touching the edges. He placed a
small book under one edge of the mirror, forcing it to an angle, making it easy
for Hope to look down and look up straight between her legs.e
She never felt so humiliated, even when Kristina had forced her to have
girl sex. She was naked, kneeling, her sex opened up waiting for two men, old
enough to be her father to begin playing with her body, forcing her to open up
her sex to their hands and fingers, getting her ready when they would rape her
virgin pussy, forever taking her maidenhood from her in a painful rape. It
seemed like only a few days ago she was successfully fighting off boys trying to
touch her breasts just by slapping their hands. Now she couldn't control grown
men that had stripped her naked and were going to rape her.
"Look down Hope. Can you see your teenage pussy? I want you to reach
down and pull your pussy lips apart. Show us your tight pussy Hope."
Humiliated, she looked down, her sex so boldly exposed, her vagina
already exposed by the extreme spread of her legs, her pink pussy glistening in
the bright light reflected in the mirror. She could see Pedro and Miguel
watching as her fingers moved down and she grabbed her pussy lips gently and
began to peel them open, exposing her teenage pussy to these evil men.
"Very good Hope. Now hold them open and watch. I'm going to masturbate
you and I want you to cum for me. I want your eyes on my fingers as they rub
your pussy. That way I know you will be wet when I rape you. An eleven inch
cock in a virgin pussy will only work if you are extremely wet. It is still
going to be painful, but hopefully only for you."
Hope shivered as his fingers began to run up and down her spread slit,
feeling the silky insides already moist with her juices. He went from the
bottom of her pussy all the way up until he touched her hidden clit. His other
hand peeled back the clit hood, his fingers on each side of her clit, forcing it
out, hard and erect. She felt him snap her clit, a little too hard, but she
could not do anything to stop him, her legs spread too wide, difficult to close
because she was on her knees. Even though she was being forced to do this, it
still began to feel good. She had to cum, that is the only way he would stop.
The problem was that once she came, he was then going to rape her. It was
inevitable.
Pedro watched as Miguel masturbated the teenage girl, her naked body
making his cock so hard. He would have to wait for Miguel to finish with her,
then she would be his. He moved behind her, seeing her ass cheeks parted
obscenely, her anus exposed and slightly opened by the extreme spread. He wet
his finger, pushing it down to touch the tiny opening.
"NNO," she cried, looking over her shoulder, seeing Pedro behind her.
Her hips shot forward, pushing her pussy into the masturbating fingers as she
felt a cold, wet finger touch her anus, probing the tiny opening.
"Relax Hope, it wouldn't be the biggest thing or the last thing that
will be pushed up your asshole. Pay attention to me playing with your pussy,
imagining that you are forcing my little girl to play with your pussy."
Hope gritted her teeth as she felt the wet finger slowly open up her
anus, feeling it massaging the tiny opening as it played around the opening,
forcing it wider and wider, the tip of his fingers slowly pressing inward, her
sphincter grabbing onto the fat finger. Her pussy was being played expertly by
Miguel, his fingers massaging her clit while other fingers played inside her
vagina, slowly opening her up until they reached her hymen. They stretched the
opening wider, just like Pedro was doing with her asshole, getting it ready to
receive hard cocks. She looked in the mirror, surprised to see how wet her
pussy was, small drops of her juices already on the mirror.
Miguel continued his masturbation of Hope, seeing her hips begin to
gently fuck back and forth, alternating to pushing on the finger in her ass or
the fingers that packed her pussy. It didn't take long until her body began to
shudder, an orgasm overcoming, his fingers covered with her juices as she came
on the masturbating fingers. She felt her jerk, knowing that Pedro probably
gave her a sharp stab of his finger up her asshole, making her feel the digit.
He continued to slowly rub her pussy, pushing the juices all up and down her
slit as she finally finished cumming. He looked at her, her face red in
embarrassment, forced to cum while they all watched her.
Miguel got up and moved over towards the chair. He began to undress.
"Watch, Hope," he ordered her. He let his pants fall to the floor, his hard
cock jutting out his shorts. He kicked the pants over into the corner, dropping
his shirt with them. He put his hands in his shorts and slowly let the slide
down his legs, watching Hope's eyes as his giant cock was slowly revealed.
Hope couldn't believe it could be that big. It was over ten inches, the
head as big as a bottle. There was no way that he could put that monster into
her tiny pussy. No way except for tearing her open as he did. "Please, don't
put that in me, it's too big," she cried out, sobbing as she realized that her
inevitable rape was at hand.
He sat down in the chair, his hard cock sticking straight up into the
air, his hand wrapped around it. Unbelievably it was getting longer. "I'm not
going to put it in you, Hope. I wouldn't do that to a little girl like you."
"Thank you, I rub it with my hand, I'll be real good and make you cum."
"No Hope, you don't have to do that. You're going to sit on my cock and
take it in your virgin pussy. I wouldn't do it, but you will."
"No, I couldn't do it, it would hurt too much," she sobbed again.
"Do you want me to string her up and lower her onto your cock Miguel?"
Pedro asked.
"You read my mind, Pedro."
Pedro was on Hope in a second. He pulled her off the table, a pair of
leather cuffs in his hands. He pulled her wrists together, slapping the strap
on one, cinching it tight before moving onto the next. Before Hope could even
gather her wits about her she found her wrists bound together, thick leather
straps wrapped tightly around them. Her arms were pulled above her head, a
pulley attached to the ceiling lowering a rope down and tied to the straps. A
push of a button my Miguel and her arms were slowly pulled up towards the
ceiling, Hope having to shuffle closer to Miguel as her arms went above her
shoulders.
"The leather will protect your wrists when you feet are pulled off the
floor Hope. The less you struggle, the less it will hurt." He pushed the
button again, her arms now above her head almost straight out.
She felt her body being stretched and then the pain in her shoulders as
her legs began to leave the floor, her weight now all on her bound arms. She
struggled, but then remembered Miguel's warning, the pain lessening when she let
her body go limp. She felt her body stop when her feet were a foot off the
ground. She saw Miguel looking at her, his hand still stroking the monster cock
between her legs.
Pedro moved in close to Hope, grabbing her about the waist. "Relax
Hope, his cock is going to go into your pussy one way or another. Don't fight
it and it will hurt less. But you can be sure it will hurt. No way a virgin
pussy is not going to take an eleven inch cock without a lot of pain." He moved
her closer to Miguel.
Miguel moved his chair so that he was directly underneath Hope, her
teenage pussy hanging above his hard cock. He grabbed both of her legs at the
ankles, spreading them out and pushing them up towards her chest. "Strap them
so I don't have to hold them up," he ordered Pedro.
Hope felt a large leather strap run around her back and pinned her legs
against her stomach and breasts, Pedro tightening the belt. Her sex was now
hanging over his cock, unprotected and open.
"Once you get it in, I can spin her on your cock."
"Yes, Yes, I like that." He moved his hands under her ass, steadying
her swaying body above his cock. "Ready Hope. You always remember your first
fuck. I'll guarantee you'll remember your first rape," laughing.
She began to cry, cry hard. An eighteen year old girl should not be
strung up naked like a side of beef to be lowered onto a giant cock until it
tore her hymen and plunged deep inside her pussy, her own weight forcing her
pussy to engulf the giant cock. Once inside, she knew he would then rape her
pussy until he filled her virgin pussy with its first load of cum.
Miguel fisted his cock and aimed it straight up. It stood up proudly,
over eleven inches of man cock. He swung Hope over until her pussy was right
over his cock. His fingers touched her pussy lips, peeling them back, her
vagina slightly open. It looked so small compared to his cock. He grabbed the
bottle of oil, sprinkling some onto his cock, stroking it into the flesh. It
was for his comfort, not hers. He saw the anguish on her face, tears running
down her cheeks as she was bound above him, her teenage body ready to be raped
by his giant cock. His hand moved up to her cheek, wiping away one teardrop.
"It's going to feel so good to have my cock inside your tight, hot teenage
pussy. Scream all you want, Hope, just don't forget to give me a good ride.
Squeeze my cock with that pussy."
Hope could see all eyes on her as she was poised over his cock. She
heard Miguel's voice.
"Lower her down a little, but not too far. I want to be in her pussy,
but make sure you don't break her hymen. I want her to feel what it is like to
have a cock inside her before I break her in."
"No, please, no, Kristina, don't let them," she cried out as she felt
the ropes lower her down. She felt Miguel's hands fumble at her sex and she
could feel his bulbous head slowly pushing against her tiny vagina. Pedro was
careful, only lowering her millimeter by millimeter, testing the distance by how
wide her pussy was spreading to engulf the giant cock poised at the opening. It
began to hurt, her pussy stretching open, the resilient flesh already exceeding
its capabilities to open without tearing.
Miguel watched his cock head slowly being engulfed within the hot
confines of her pussy. He could see her sex glistening from her previous cum,
his slippery cock sliding effortlessly along the passage, forcing her opening to
expand as his cock became wider and wider. Over half of the head was inside
her, feeling like giant rubber bands were squeezing the flesh. The pain of the
stretching was forcing her pussy to clamp onto anything in pain, his cock being
conveniently located to receive the pleasurable grip.
"AAAGGGHH," screamed Hope, his cockhead popping inside her pussy, the
lips slowly grabbing it right underneath the crown, stretched tightly onto it.
The tip banged painfully against her hymen, stopping all forward movement. It
felt like a baseball bat was pushed inside her vagina. It ached, mixing with
the pain of her shoulders, his hands rudely fondling her naked ass as she
clenched onto the raping cock. "Take it out, I'm too little," she begged.
"But it feels so good, Hope, your hot, little pussy is gripping my cock
so nice. I want it in deeper Hope, but I'm afraid that your hymen will have to
be busted first. Normally that would be a quick painful task, the flick of the
hips and your maidenhood forever gone. But you are going to do it, lowered down
onto my raping cock. It will be a slow painful stretching as your weight forces
your pussy down onto my cock. It will eventually tear, but it will stretch
first. Pedro, lower Hope a little bit, let's hear that once in a lifetime yelp
as she loses her virginity forever. Not what you had expected, is it Hope.
Roped and raped on a giant cock."
Hope felt her body lowering, her own weight slowly pushing her down on
the giant cock between her legs, her pussy spreading wide to accept the huge
cock. "OOOOWWW," she cried as her hymen stretched, but refused to tear.
"Hurry, fuck it in, take my virginity," she begged, anything was better then the
continuous pain. Or so she thought.
Miguel refused to move, feeling the silky insides of her pussy pulsating
on his cock, not eager to lose that luxurious feeling. He felt the pressure on
the head of his cock as it pushed her hymen in, the blunt end unable to rip
through the delicate layer of skin without a forceful shove. His fingers moved
up to her pussy, peeling back her clit hood, exposing her swollen clit to his
fingertips. He started to rub the bud, feeling her body shutter, a combination
of pain and pleasure overtaking her senses.
"AAAAAAWWWWW," her hymen finally tearing, his giant cock head sinking
farther into her virgin pussy, spreading apart her pussy walls to accept the
bulbous head, tearing flesh that had not been touched by a cock before. Her
whole sex was one throbbing area of pain, feeling like her pussy was speared by
a giant snake, a throbbing living piece of flesh that refused to stop.
"Yes, now that we have got ridden of the formality, it is time for you
pussy to accept my cock. Bet you never thought you would be fucked for the
first time like this. Lower her down, but don't stop until my cock is
completely buried inside that hot, teenage cunt. See if you can make her scream
continuously."
And scream she did. It also required a lot of tears. Her pussy was
painfully and slowly torn as his cock opened her up, making the 18 year old girl
take his man cock up her virgin pussy, her suffering exciting all in the room.
Pedro whispered in her ear. "When Miguel is finished with you, I'm going to
fuck your hot pussy. You're going to be fucked all night long. By morning, you
will not be able to talk, your throat hoarse from screaming. But we'll fix
that. Your mouth will be fed a nice thick cock that will bath your sore throat
with loads of cum."
All watched as her virgin pussy slowly swallowed up his cock. First
five inches spreading her open, her vagina spread wide around it, white from
stretching so far. She bucked around, only succeeding in making the raping of
her pussy more painful. She tried to settle down, her teeth biting her lips in
pain, her fingernails digging into her palms into she drew blood. It hurt, hurt
real bad. Her sex burned from the terrible rape. They watched her, Pedro now
stroking his naked cock as she was raped, Kristina with one hand under her
skirt, enjoying her degradation.
Miguel stroked her face, the tears soaking her cheeks, her sobbing
continuous. She was still being lowered down, slowly and painfully, over seven
inches of hard cock inside her now. "How does it feel Hope? Are you enjoying
your first rape?" He laughed, his fingers still playing with her clit, pinching
it, igniting a sharp pain, her pussy gripping his cock.
Her pussy was pulsating on the hard cock inside her, squeezing it as it
was painfully spread. She could feel every bump, ridge and vein on his cock as
it sank into her virgin flesh. She wished she would pass out in pain, but there
was no mercy, she felt every millimeter of cock as she was slowly lowered onto
his raping cock, her own weight her worst enemy. Nine inches of cock was inside
her. She never even expected to see a cock that big, never mind experience one
that large raping her and taking her virginity. Not what she had even thought
about only days before in her final days of high school.
Miguel continued to stroke her teenage body, feeling her trembling in
pain, her body shuddering in pain each time his cock sank deeper into her virgin
body. He looked at her pussy, two inches of cock still outside her tight lips,
small traces of blood running down on his cock, lubricating his cock as she sank
down on it. He could see her movements, her vagina spread wide, slowly sliding
down his cock, millimeter by painful millimeter. He would make his cock jerk
inside her, igniting fresh cries of pain.
One final scream filled the room, his cock pressed painfully against her
cervix, all eleven inches of cock filling her pussy to overflowing. It hurt,
hurt really bad. She felt like a giant log was between her legs, only this one
was throbbing and jerking inside her, a log of hot pulsating flesh. And she
feared that it would not stay still. Now that he was buried inside her tight
pussy, it would only be a matter of time when he decided to fuck her. Then the
real pain would begin.
"It's so big, isn't it, Hope. Never thought you could take a cock that
big," making it jerk inside her, seeing her face clench in pain as he did. "You
like that, Hope. Now you are going to get fucked. Fucked hard."
Hope shook her head, "no, no, no more," the burning and stretching of
her sex overcoming her. She felt him lift her up off of his cock, his hands
under her ass, raising her up like she weighed nothing. She could feel the cock
head inside her slowly dragging out, feeling like it was dragging out her
insides, a vacuum forming behind it. He pulled two inches of cock out and then
suddenly let her go, her body weight pulling her pussy back down onto his cock.
"OOOWWWW, GGGODDD, you're tearing me up," she screamed as his cock tore into her
battered pussy, the sheer weight thrusting her down onto his cock, battering the
cock head against her cervix, bruising it.
"Untie her, I want to fuck her on the bed." He waited while Pedro
untied her hands, Miguel holding her onto his cock as her body slumped down. He
sat up, his cock still buried in the cunt and marched over to the bed, her body
still surrounding his cock with her teenage pussy. She screamed as she bounced
up and down, his cock pushing and pulling inside her. He threw her onto the
bed, still between her legs, smashing her into the mattress, his cock slamming
into her tender pussy. He sat up between her legs, his cock bent painfully in
her pussy. He pushed her legs up, bending them back behind, hearing her groans
of pain as her joints and muscles ached. He pushed down with his hips on her
thighs, forcing her legs to bow out painfully. He wanted her to feel the pain
as he raped her.
She screamed again as his cock pulled out, this time over nine inches of
cock was pulled painfully from her bleeding pussy. He only gave her a second,
seeing the shocked look on her face as he plunged back in, spearing her with
eleven inches of rock hard cock, her pussy battered as it was forced to spread
wide to accept the raping cock.
He saw her breasts bounce on her chest as he began to fuck her, his cock
pushing in deep, then pulling out until only the head was grabbed by her pussy,
waiting before plunging back in with another painful fuck of her pussy. Pedro
moved next to her head, whispering in her ear.
"Now you're getting fucked little girl. You have so much more to take,
so much more cock to take inside that hot, tight pussy." He wiped tears from
her eyes, "don't cry little girl, it's just a cock, a big cock," laughing at her
pain.
Hope suffered for twenty minutes, her body buffeted by Miguel's cock,
taunted by Pedro's words, her groin now just a mass of pain, unable to tell
where the pain was coming from. She would scream when his cock banged painfully
into the sides of her pussy, her body smashed into the mattress by Miguel's
heavy weight, her breath ragged and uneven. She could feel the wetness between
her legs, knowing that her pussy was bleeding, not sure if only from the
breaking of her hymen or the continuous battering of her pussy. She screamed as
Miguel plunged his cock into her, feeling like he was trying to drive it through
her body. She felt the pain as it grew bigger, stretching her already taut
flesh painfully and then she felt it. She felt a cock fill her for the first
time with his semen. It was hot and it felt like so much. She could hear it
sloshing as he pumped her in and out, this cum making the fucking easier as his
cock slid on his cum. It kept filling her up, each time the head jerking about,
a blast of hot semen shooting out and them more rapid pumping.
"Maybe Miguel will make you pregnant little girl. Would you like that,
a little rape baby growing in your stomach?" Pedro taunted here with his words.
She cringed, she had never thought of that. The rape was bad enough, a
rape baby would prolong the agony, forever reminding her of this time. She
could just barely breath, Miguel slumping down on her body as his balls were
drained of his cum.
Miguel pulled up from her body, looking into her pain wracked face. "e
ow How did you like your first rape, Hope? Was it everything you
expected," laughing as he saw her expression. He pulled his cock from her pussy
an audible pop filling the room, her face turning red in shame. He got off the
bed, watching as she turned over onto her side, curling up into the fetal
position.
Hope cringed when she felt someone get on the bed again. A hand slapped
her ass hard and then she heard Pedro's voice.
"On your hands and knee's Hope. I going to rape your pussy doggy
style," jerking her up by her hair, situating her body, his legs pushing between
hers, opening her up to his hard cock. He heard her sobbing again, pushing her
head down onto the bed, arching her ass up, his cock poised at her swollen and
red pussy. "Time for a fresh rape, Hope," burying his hard cock into her pussy
in one powerful push that tore a scream from her throat. "We have all night
Hope, we're going to rape you all night."
Hope's plight to be continued
