Brutal & Twisted Stories (READ 1ST POST!)

[RW4life]

Emily is a cheating fucking Princess. She leads a double-life, keeping secrets from her fiancé, but she suspects he already knows that something's up. She doesn't give a shit if he knows or not; she's a modern bitch with all the modern fucking attitudes about everything. It all started six months ago when she read an article about the benefits of cheating on your boyfriend or husband, and since then, Emily is hooked. She posts risqué nudes of herself in various poses on her OnlyFans, and simps from all around the fucking world send her money to see more of her tits and ass. It makes her hot that she can get a lot of money with her "hobby," but what Emily really wants is dick. So now two or three times a week, Emily fucks and sucks off guys in the bed where she and her fiancé sleep while he's at work.

This morning, she's on one of those swanky meet-for-fucking websites. Someone just down the street from her is interested in her, and she invites him over. He messages her and says he has a certain kink he'd like to try out on her, and when she responds, "What's the kink?", he says he can't explain it but he can show her when he gets there. So Emily, being the cheating cumdump with an IQ of -4 that she is, agrees. Then when he asks if condoms will be necessary, Emily says no, it's all good, she's on the pill--even though she really isn't. They arrange to meet in an hour.

As she's changing into a loose-fitting summerdress which shows off just enough cleavage and her sleek legs, there's a knock on the door. Emily looks at the clock. An hour hasn't passed yet. But she thinks nothing of it, as how she is expecting her new fuck-buddy. She opens the door and finds four very large, powerfully-built black men waiting for her. They're dressed like they're about to hit the gym, to work up a sweat and have a great workout. Emily looks at each one, confused and alarmed, thinking there must be some mistake, and they look back at her with hungry eyes and expectant smiles.

"Can...can I help you?" Emily asks. She hears how timid her voice sounds, and the black men snicker. The one standing closest to her leans closer.

"I'm the one with the kink," he says with a smile, and his friends laugh behind him. He points over his shoulder with his thumb at his buddies. "We been wantin' to fuck a white girl for a long time. All of us together. That's the kink, white girl. You gonna let us in, bitch?"

They don't wait for Emily to answer. They push their way into her house and stand in the foyer. One of them closes the door gently, and they look down at her. Emily feels both fear and excitement with them in here with her. She's never had a black cock before, and the idea of four black cocks ramming and drilling her this morning is starting to get her cunt a little wet. But the fact that she's never fucked a black man before also sends shivers of fear through her body. She's heard all the talk about BBCs and wonder if it's true, or if it's just talk. Emily's knees feel a little weak, but her heart feels like she's in her flight-or-fight response. When they approach her, she stumbles back against the wall and says, a little weakly, "Umm...w-wait..."

"Nuh-uh, bitch, we not waitin' for nothin'," they say, and their large hands reach out and grab her. They tear open Emily's dress, they grab a hold of her wrists, and they wrap their massive arms around her waist. They pull her towards them, and they start dragging her up the stairs. Emily's twisting and turning, trying to beak free of their grip, but she's also not really resisting. It isn't until they put their hands on her ass and over her tits that she gets scared. She didn't quite believe them when they were outside the door, but she sees it now. They want to gangbang the fuck outta her. She's never been in a gangbang before, either. One of them throws her over his shoulder and proceeds to the bedroom. The others are feeling her up. Rubbing her ass and groping her tits. When they open her bedroom door and toss her on the bed, Emily instantly has second thoughts about this.

"White girl gonna like gettin' big black cock all up in her," one of them says, and they close the bedroom door behind them. One of them turns the lock, and she's trapped.

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-(Emily, Part 2)-

"Hey!" Emily shrieks. "Hey, what the fuck??" She sits up in the bed, about to hop out, but the black dudes push down on her chest, forcing her to the mattress, helpless and surrounded.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch." They laugh at her and strip her of her clothes. First, the torn dress is tossed away to the floor, then her bra and panties are slit off her body with a knife. Emily gasps at the sight of the blade, thinking that they're here for something other than fucking a white girl, bur they put the knife away. Then they strip down, too. Emily gazes at their cocks. Four hard, fat, massive BBCs pointing at her. Huge throbbing fucking cocks, and they want her. Another pang of fright explodes through her nerves. She's never had anything so fucking big in her holes before. Her fiancé has a measly pencil-thin 5-inch dick, and all four of these brothers are at least twice that length and four times the girth. Emily gulps.

"White girl likes what she's seein'," one of them says, and now it's on. One of the black dudes straddles Emily's chest and shoulders, high enough on her body so his cock slides into her mouth. Mmmmmffffffuuuuuuuuurrrrrk!! Emily's eyes widen and water as the BBC drives all the way in until his balls are resting on her chin. Her head sinks in the pillow, and two of the others throw her legs over the edge of the bed so her feet are on the floor. One of them gets under her, wedging himself between her back and the bed. Then she feels the throbbing black cock take her in the ass. Ohhhh holy fuuuucking shit! she screams in her head, tightening her throat muscles around the cock in her mouth. She starts slobbering and crying. She can't breathe. Then the head of a third cock rubs against her clit before plowing into her pussy. Because Emily has been aroused all morning with the expectation of a good fucking, her cunt is moist, allowing the BBC to go in easily enough. But it still stretches and tears Emily's vagina, and again, she screams in her head: Fuuuuuuuucckkk!! And again, her throat muscles massage the cock in her mouth. The fourth guy decides to double-penetrate her mouth. His cock wrestles in, pressing her tongue to the floor of her mouth, stretching her cheeks to the point she thinks they're going to fucking burst, and pulling her throat apart. Guuuh... guuuhhh... guuuhhh...

Emily pounds her fists against one of them, she isn't sure who, for her eyes are clouded with tears. It does no good. The dicks in her ass and pussy are already pounding and drilling and ramming. Drops of blood seep from both holes. One of the dudes punches her in the face, and it makes her throat muscles go at it again, but this time with two cocks. Emily hears them laugh, then the DP skullfucking begins. They fuck her mouth like engine pistons. One cock is driving in deep whilst the other is pulling halfway out, then vice versa, and over again. Mmmfff! Mmmmffff! Mmmmmffff! Mmmmfff! Tears roll down her face, and the pain makes her close her eyes tight. Guuuurrrrkkkkk... guuuurrrrrrkkkk... guuuuurrrrrrrkkkk... guukkk... She feels her tits bounce and jolt on her chest as the two guys destroying her ass and pussy speed up their fucking. Sloppy wetness comes from her pussy.

Ohhhhh God! This is tooooo much!! Emily cries to herself. Someone puts their massive hands on the sides of her head, right above her ears, and squeezes as she's getting her throat fucked raw. She wants to scream, but she can't even breathe. The springs in the mattress squeal, and one of them breaks, then another as the BBCs pound her from all directions. She's being suffocated by the dude on her chest and shoulders, and the cock in her ass blows out her tight anal sphincter, loosening it forever. A steady stream of blood trickles from her ass down the length of the BBC. Emily wants to scream, and for a second she thinks she just might, but the only thing that happens is her throat tightening and releasing itself around the cocks again. Mmmmfffff! Mmmmmffff!

Her body gets warmer, and her nerve endings tingle. An orgasm explodes from her pussy, and even though this is what Emily wanted, this isn't the way she wanted it to happen, and her heart is filled with shame and embarrassment. She quivers, she trembles, and she goes limp. The dudes are laughing at her again, and as the cock drilling her pussy continues to stretch her vagina and slam into her cervix, Emily cums a second time. Her gagged, muffled moan makes everyone laugh again. Her face is covered with sweat, slobber and tears. Her gag reflex goes into overdrive, and drool and snot lurch from her nostrils. Every one of these fucking BBCs pounds her faster and harder. One of the guys says, "Fuckin' white girl likes it," and everybody laughs again.

And Emily orgasms again. It's enough to get the BBC in her cunt to cum hard, like water gushing from a broken dam. She knows that the black man's sperm is in there deep, swimming in her womb and soaking into her ovaries. Her punishment for lying about being on the pill when she really isn't. He pulls out with a groan, and her pussy is a gaping hole. There isn't any way she can hide that from her fiancé. The BBC in her ass cums next, and she feels it spray up in there deep, her abdomen absorbing the creamy load and not letting go. It makes her feel...full. When he pulls from her asshole, he leaves it like a cave.

Now Emily's still getting her mouth wrecked and her throat pounded by the two DP'ing BBCs. Her hands and feet are shaking and she's afraid she's going to lose consciousness. These two brothers aren't fucking letting up. One of them mentions something about spit-roasting the shit outta her, and she instantly knows that she's defeated. She's done for.

Then, right before she passes out, she hears another voice. "Emily? Honey, I'm home." There's the sound of a briefcase placed on a table, the sounds of footsteps coming up the stairs, and the wretched groan of her fiancé as he steps inside the bedroom to see his beloved getting fucked like the cheating Queen she is. The black guys look over at him and say, "What you gonna do, white boy?"

The last thing she remembers is the sound of her fiancé screaming and crying like a chicken-shit pussy as the two BBCs unload their hot wads down her throat and into her tummy. Cum leaks out her nose, and then Emily passes out. She doesn't regain consciousness for three days. When she finally wakes up, she finds herself unable to move due to the trauma of the gangbang, and she'll discover that she's pregnant with a black man's quintuplets. Her fiancé is gone, no longer in love with the cheating fucking Princess.

A small consolation: at least the simps still follow her OnlyFans.

[Zak_harris205]

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[frankk1983]

nothing for mines is ent you?

[RW4life]

Here's Kelly.

[RW4life]

It's date night, and Kelly is ready to go. She and her boyfriend are in an exciting new city with millions of fun things to do and see. There's a band she's heard about and always wanted to see who are playing at the club tonight, and the drinks there will be half-price. She's waiting in the hotel room for her boyfriend to come back from the lounge where he said he's going to get some travel brochures from the concierge.

Kelly hears some laughing and fooling around in the hall. She knows she should mind her own business, but it's right outside her door, and she's curious. So she takes small, quiet steps to the door and peeks out the peephole. A couple of guys wearing leather jackets appear to be a little drunk, and they're in the hall groping and - the women who are trying to walk past them. Kelly thinks they're a couple assholes, but she continues to watch them try to have their way with the ladies. One of the guys unzips his jeans and pulls out his dick. He plays with himself until he gets hard. The women scream and run away. Kelly jumps back from the peephole, startled, her heart thumping. She bites down on her finger. A warm feeling rushes through her, and she's a little embarrassed. She just saw another man's penis. Her boyfriend would be pissed.

But she looks through the peephole again. The men are still out there, but there's no sign of her boyfriend. It shouldn't take this long to get travel brochures. The man with the exposed cock looks in the direction of her door, and more specifically, at the peephole. He laughs in a maniacal way, and there's a crazy look in his eye. He steps up to the door and stares through the other side of the peephole.

Kelly jumps back with a little squeal of fright and puts her hand over her pounding heart. She hears one man ask the other, "Ya hear that? There's a fucking bitch in there." The men beat on the door; it rattles and shakes and the noise is booming through the room. Kelly screams, and the door is pounded on some more. "Let us in! Let us in, you little Princess. We hear you in there!" They continue thumping and pounding on the door, laughing and demanding entry.

Kelly steps to the door just enough to shriek, "Go away! My boyfriend is gonna kick your asses!" She wraps her arms around herself, afraid that the door is going to break apart, and the men with crazy looks in their eyes and dicks hanging out of their pants will barge in. She races to the room phone to call the front desk and complain about these fucktards, but when she picks up the receiver, the phone is dead. She tries her cell, but she fumbles it out of her fingers when another beating comes from the door. Kelly's heart is racing and her body is trembling, and she's worried that something happened to her boyfriend. Her eyes are fixed on the door.

"Don't wanna let us in, bitch? That's fine, we got somethin' that'll work," one of the men call through the door, and the beating resumes. But this time, it's with an axe. The door splinters, and Kelly screams. She crouches down between the bed and the wall, but there's really no place to hide. Another strike of the axe. The door breaks some more, enough for the men to look in from the hall. Kelly screams again, sitting in the corner in the fetal position. The men laugh, and one of them reaches in and turns the handle. The door unlocks, and they open it. When they step inside, Kelly sees that both of them have their long, hard cocks poking out of their jeans. One of them is carrying a duffel bag, and he drops it on the floor at the foot of the bed. She swallows hard, unable to look away from the pricks.

[RW4life]

-(Kelly, Part 2)-

"Ahh, looky here," sneers one of the men. He grabs Kelly's wrists and hoists her to her feet. She blurts out in an unintelligible cry. "What a fine little piece of fuckmeat we've found!" They laugh as Kelly breaks down in tears. She glances around the room, looking towards the smashed door and wishing her boyfriend would come back. Where the fuck did he go to get those fucking travel brochures? Thailand? She looks at the men as they toss her back and forth between them like a cheap toy.

"You know what she ain't got? She ain't got no fucking titties." The men stop tossing her around and stare at her chest. Little bumps poke from her chest, and the men look pissed and disgusted. "What the fuck? Why did your boyfriend let us have you when he knows how much we want bitches with tits? Where the fuck are your tits, you little Queen?"

Kelly can't believe what she's hearing. Her boyfriend set this up? "N-no, you...you're lying, b-both of y-you," she gulps. The tears in her eyes cast a haze over her vision. Her heart drops and breaks, and her terror increases. Every muscle fiber of her body is trembling and her breath is broken by sobs. Her mind is going into overdrive: her boyfriend's lengthy absence, the men "conveniently" appearing outside her door, this too-good-to-be-true exciting new city; it all adds up, and Kelly's sobbing echoes through the room as she realizes these assholes are right. Her boyfriend set her up for this.

"Awwww, fucking little Queen thinks she can cry her way out of this?" One of the men reaches down and yanks her gown from her hips all the way over her head. It happens so fast that Kelly almost doesn't recognize that it's happening, and by the time she does, her gown is on the floor and she's wearing only a black thong, small and tight in the crack of her ass. One of the men grip her nipples. It makes Kelly squeal. "Let's see if we can get some tits out of this bitch," he says, and he pulls her nipples towards him, stretching her tiny little titties from her chest. She wails and cries. Kelly wants to call out for her boyfriend, but--

One of the men place her into the full nelson hold as the other cracks her across her face with the back of his hand. The assault is painful enough to make Kelly whimper and piss herself. The thong is saturated with the warm, musky smell of her piss, and it trickles to the floor and down the inside of her legs. The men look at her then at the puddle at her feet. The crazy look in their eyes is replaced with revulsion and hatred. The one holding her in the full nelson spins her around and slams her into the window. The other one says with a snarl, "A bitch with no tits is a bitch with no respect. I suppose your boyfriend would know a thing or two about that." He leans next to Kelly's face and whispers in her ear: "Kelllllllyyy..."

She gasps. Her boyfriend told these fuckers her name, too? Then they force her back against the window, shaking the glass. The window overlooks the busy parking lot, and she can see people looking up at her, pointing and laughing. This is all one big fucking joke to everybody. She is slammed into the window again, and more people stare at her from below. They see that she has tiny tits, nothing at all like a true woman, as the men behind her keep telling her. Kelly feels her wet thong pulled off, and there's something rubbing against her clit. It isn't a finger, it isn't a cock...

It's the axe handle. The men thrust it into her pussy. Kelly screams. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!! The people in the parking lot pull out folding chairs and sit there, watching the show. She thinks she can see her boyfriend in their car, wanking off to her abuse in the window. Her tears cascade down her cheeks. She wants to curse at him, to tell him to get his ass up here and do something to save her, then: AAAAAAHHHHHHH!! The axe handle gets plowed into her pussy again, this time deeper. The men turn it; it spins in her. She feels the axe-head brush against her thighs. AAAAHHH!! AAAAHHH!!

The man holding her releases her and pulls a chair underneath her. He orders her to have a seat. The axe handle is still in her pussy. Kelly shakes her head, no, no, let me take it out first, please... The man loses his patience with her and clutches her shoulders. She feels his powerful hands and thick fingers squeeze and twist her muscles. He pushes her straight down, almost effortlessly, and Kelly sits in the chair. With the axe driving deeper into her pussy. It rams her cervix and spears into her womb. Blood spurts. She shrieks. EEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!!! The people in the parking lot applaud.

The other man laughs and reaches into the duffel bag he brought in. Kelly's gasping and panting as the man stands before her and shows her the glass jar of leeches. He smiles in her face and tells Kelly that he has a special job in a special place for the leeches. He pushes her back in the chair and pulls her hips forward. The axe handle knocks against the edge of the seat and rattles inside her pussy. EEEEEEHHHH!!! The man cracks her in the face with his hand. "Shut up, you titless fucking cunt." He pulls the axe out of her pussy--it slides out with a sloshy noise as her blood and vaginal fluid soak into the handle. Kelly moans and convulses as the object vacates her hole. Then he opens the jar and, one by one, inserts the leeches into her pussy.

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-(Kelly, Part 3)-

"S-st-stop, p-pleeeeeassse! No, d-don't...pleeeeeeeasse!" Kelly's voice is barely a whisper as the pain courses through her body and the leeches attach themselves to her, in her, and feast. She tries to put her fingers in her pussy to remove the leeches, but they're in too deep. She looks up at the men as they laugh at her misery. The people out in the parking lot can't see what's going on, but they're sure they're still in for a good show.

Then one man jabs her jaw, and it shatters. Kelly can barely scream as the pain sears through her face and head. With her jaw broken, the man forces his cock into her mouth. He isn't very large, but he still presses against her tongue and touches the back of her throat. Guuuk, guuukkk, guuukk... Kelly slobbers immediately, and the drool runs over the cock and down her chin before it drips on her small tits. The man is skullfucking her, and she knows the people in the parking lot--including her boyfriend--are watching this. Guuukkkk, guuukkkk, guuukkk... Her jaw is shooting pain up and down the side of her head as the cock in her mouth plows in and out, in and out. Her head bounces with the pounding. Her pussy is pulsating with the leeches drawing more blood. Tears and sweat roll down her face as more slobber runs from her mouth. The man pushes the back of Kelly's head so she's taking his full length, and he cums down her throat. He doesn't release her until he shoots his entire load, and she has no choice but to swallow. When he pulls out, Kelly pukes down the front of herself, covering her chest and her stomach.

"Fucking nasty Princess!" the other man says. He's been waiting his turn, and now he's going to get it. He reaches into the duffel bag and pulls out a nail-gun. His wicked smile is almost as frightening to Kelly as the nail-gun itself. Unable to speak, she shakes her head vigorously, crying and wailing. He holds the nail-gun in one hand and pulls Kelly from the chair with the other. Everything hurts her now. She thinks the leeches have broken through her womb and are now enjoying her stomach. She pukes again. The man tosses her back into the window, and the perverted spectators in the parking lot cheer and applaud again.

He lifts her with his brute force so her entire body is exposed to the world outside. The other man helps by taking one of Kelly's hands and forcing it to the wall. The man with the nail-gun shoots a nail through her hand. Kelly ignores her broken jaw as she howls in pain. OOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!! She can't move her hand; it's secured to the wall. The man who fucked her mouth takes her other hand--Kelly's shaking her head again, no, no, please, don't fucking do this!!--and the man with the nail-gun shoots one into that hand, too. OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!! Now Kelly's hanging from the wall with a nail in each bloody hand, and blood dripping from her ruined pussy.

The men each grab a foot and spread her legs wide. Kelly screams "NOOO!!" But to no avail, as the nail-gun plugs a nail in each foot, too. The crowd in the parking lot are taking photos and cheering and laughing. Kelly feels sick to her stomach that her boyfriend is among them out there. The man puts the nail-gun away and inserts his cock into her ass. "I'd much rather take your pussy, but I'm not taking a chance with those fucking leeches in there," he grunts in her ear as he pounds and drills her ass. The force makes Kelly's body bounce against the restraints of the nails, and her screaming is more from that than from the ass-pounding. AAAAAAHHH!! AAAAAAAHHH!! AAAAAAHHH!! The man cums, and Kelly sobs. The crowd outside give their approval.

Kelly thinks that the men are done, that they're now going to leave. But they still have some business with her they need to finish. They walk to the door and dismantle it, splinter by splinter. When they think they have enough in their hands, they return to Kelly, a crucified, leaking, bloody wreck in the hotel room window. She groans a sick-sounding groan as the men step closer to her and breathe down her neck.

One man pierces her titties with a splintered piece of the door. It breaks through the flesh and the tissue, going from the side of one tit all the way through to the other side. They do the same thing with the other tit. Kelly shrieks out in pain. EEEEEEEHHHH!! The men take more splinters and impale her ass and pussy with them. AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!! The men take the remainder of the splinters and drive them into her eyes, ears, nostrils, and into her cheeks. The final splinter keeps Kelly's mouth shut, and she cannot make another sound. Blind and deaf, Kelly convulses upon the wall. Her convulsions are powerful enough that she tears through the nails and falls to the floor. The people in the parking lot boo. They want more.

The men take the nail-gun and the axe, and together they shatter the hotel room window. Shards of glass tumble three stories below. Then they pick Kelly up, and she follows the glass shards down.

[leohigashikata]

Can you please give Jimena what she deserves?

[RW4life]

Charlotte, please write a nasty story about her, she loves to tease guys with her tight clothes and I would love to see this rapebait get what she finally deserves (rp). Thanks in advance!

Here's Charlotte.

[RW4life]

Charlotte sits in the car, watching two rival gangs fighting in the lot of an abandoned warehouse. Weapons are drawn: knives, bats, and a few pistols. Shots ring out; bodies drop. One gang member whips around a nunchaku, hitting a rival in the face and sending him bloodied to the ground. Charlotte gasps, horrified. She isn't a part of any gang, and she isn't the Princess of a member, but she is enamored with one of the members. She likes the bad-asses who aren't afraid to fight.

When the streetfight is over, there are only four members still standing. One of them is the dude Charlotte's got her eyes on, and the other three are his gang brothers. They turn towards the car where Charlotte waits, and they stare into the windshield at her with smiles on their faces. She feels both turned on and nervous. Not sure where this is going, Charlotte steps out of the car and moves to her new crush, taking his face into her hands. Then she leans into him, pressing her firm tits into his chest and moving her hips forward so their loins are in contact. Her arms wrap around his shoulders, and she breathes into his ear.

He steps away from her embrace, and that makes Charlotte's eyes water. She fears she's being rejected. Then he takes her hands into his and leads her into the abandoned warehouse. His friends follow, nudging each other with their elbows. They climb through a broken window to get inside. The warehouse is dirty, musty and littered with rat droppings. The gang members sit on a frayed, tattered assembly line conveyor belt. They look at Charlotte standing there in her tight skirt and low-cut top. Everyone is digging on her tits and hips. Charlotte doesn't like it in here, but she feels safe and protected next to her guy. She takes a deep breath and arches her back so her tits stick out, and she shakes her ass as she walks around inside. She feels the eyes upon her, devouring her body and she knows she's making him hard. And probably his friends, too. Charlotte knows she makes a lot of guys hard. She turns and looks at her guy with her moist, glossy lips parted.

The gang brothers jump off the conveyor belt and rush her. They grab her wrists and her hair, twisting and pulling. One member chokes her and pushes her towards the conveyor belt. The guy Charlotte is so fucking gaga over grabs her top and tears it open, right down the center so her firm, perky tits are exposed to the world. They all hoot and cheer, taking turns groping her chest. Charlotte squirms with a worried frown. She groans as they throw her facedown onto the conveyor belt. The guy she likes takes her torn top and uses it to tie her wrists to the metal frame beneath the conveyor belt. His friends pinch her ass as they pull the skirt from her hips, and it drops soundlessly to the dirty floor. Charlotte fights and thrashes against the restraints. She kicks her feet back, hoping to connect with a pair of balls to teach them a lesson, but her foot only flails through the dead air of the warehouse. She screams, hoping someone outside will hear her and save her. Another scream, then another, until her throat is sore and scratchy. No one from outside is coming in. They're all dead.

"Fucking cocktease," they growl at her, and they take turns beating the back of her head. Each punch sends her face into the assembly line, and she is a bloody mess. Her nose is broken and her lips are busted open. Black smears of mascara streak down her face. Her crying echoes around the warehouse; her wails fall upon deaf ears. The gang members laugh at her. One of them takes a can of spray paint and brands Charlotte across her back with "r*pe Me." This gets them all laughing again, and one of them says, "Be careful what you ask for, Princess." Another one says, "Let's give her what she wants." And the guy Charlotte no longer likes says, "I'm first. This fucking guttercunt is beggin' me to give her my dick."

Charlotte feels hands spread her ass-cheeks apart, and she feels the tip of a dick touch her asshole. A little shot of electricity tickles her nerve endings around her ass. She jolts with a small "Ooh!" Then she struggles to free herself again. She knows what he's about to do.

He rams his cock in her ass. He thrusts with a heavy grunt, and Charlotte feels the long, hard cock invade her. All the way in. She takes a deep breath, sucking it in until she gets light-headed, unable to speak or scream. The suffering of having her ass pounded and drilled makes her grip the metal frame as tears cascade from her eyes. She's shaking her head, begging him to stop in heavy gusts of breath. The cock keeps penetrating her, stretching her, tearing her open. Charlotte feels something in her gut move. Something that shouldn't, and she lets out a shriek. Her intestines are being mangled, molested, and moved aside to make room for the cock pounding her in the ass. Charlotte feels her glutes jiggle and bounce with the fucking, as are her tits against the conveyor belt. He pulls her hair, bending her neck back and her breathing comes in little wispy rattles.

He speeds up. His balls slap against her and his cock reaches deeper within her. Charlotte gasps and pants, still unable to speak. He leans over her to whisper in her ear. "You are a worthless fucktoy, Charlotte. You love what's happening to you. You deserve what's happening to you." She moans and whimpers, and he fucks her faster and deeper yet. He says, "I wanna hear you say it, bitch." Charlotte manages to groan out a "No," then she feels him thrust forward hard enough to force her body to slide an inch or two over the conveyor belt, and he cums in her ass, hot, hard and heavy. He lets go of Charlotte's hair, and her head drops to the belt. She weeps and trembles. She feels the cum ooze from her asshole and down her leg.

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-(Charlotte, Part 2)-

"My turn," says one of the other gang brothers, and he takes Charlotte's warm, tight pussy. His cock isn't nearly as large as the first one, but she feels it widen her vagina nonetheless. Her breath sputters as he drills in and out, in and out of her cunt, and Charlotte tries to crawl over the conveyor belt to avoid any further ******(rp) of her holes. But the guy grabs her hips and pulls her closer to him. She grabs the metal frame to keep herself away from him, but he's too strong and too horny to be foiled from fucking her pussy. She lets out a growling gurgling noise from her throat, and the guy ravaging her pussy slaps the back of her head. Charlotte's face falls upon the conveyor belt again, ramming her broken nose on it, and she shrieks. It's enough to get the guy to cum already in her pussy; he did not have the stamina of his friend. But Charlotte takes no comfort in that as the creamy load dribbles into her womb and knocks her up.

A third gang member walks up to her and slaps her on the ass. The crack echoes through the warehouse, and everyone chuckles. Charlotte squirms, praying for them to just kill her and have it all over with. She sobs and blinks the tears from her eyes. The guy slaps her ass again, this time harder and with a more resounding echo. Her glutes sting. Her asshole and her pussy are both throbbing in pain. She hears the guy walking around behind her, and she wonders if maybe he isn't going to fuck her. Charlotte wants to turn her head and look at him. To find out what he's doing. She takes a deep breath and starts to turn her head.

He helps himself to her pussy, too. Only this one has a bigger cock, thicker and longer and harder than the other two. Charlotte gasps and wails. She thinks she's getting fucked by a damn donkey, this fucker is so fucking huge! The cock punches at her cervix and she sputters again. The cock tears open her pussy as it's forced in and out, driving it home, driving it deep, plowing her until she goes numb. He fucks her fast but not too fast. Charlotte's body trembles and everything hurts now, even the parts where no one has touched her. She grinds her teeth and her eyes roll back in her head. The size and the force of this cock keeps her from making much noise. She holds her breath, thinking that will help deaden the pain. It doesn't.

He puts his hands on her ass and spreads her open. He pulls all the way out of her pussy. Then he wastes no time in slamming his cock deep in her ass, shoving it all the way forward and pumping his hips in small motions so he doesn't pull out of her ass. Charlotte lets out a scream. AAAAAAHHHH!!! The guys laugh as the scream echoes. There's still no one coming to help her. Her ass is loose and bleeding, and the cock in her right now keeps pushing forward, one pump at a time. She feels like he's getting bigger inside her, and she starts to dry heave. She wants to lie her head down, to pass out and dissociate from this torture, but the broken nose brings her all the way back to this reality every time she tries to keep her head down. Charlotte can taste her own blood. She thinks she can also taste the cock in her ass.

He pulls out of her ass and jumps over the conveyor belt like a gymnast. Charlotte looks up at him with one eye closed and the other leaking tears. She looks at the massive cock throbbing in her face. In the darkness, it looks black with the blood and shit all over it. He smiles down at her. Then he rams his dick into her mouth and straight down her throat. Charlotte gags immediately. Guuukkk, guuuukkk, guurrrkkk, guuk, guuk. And the foul taste of ass and pussy along with bodily fluids (hers and their cumshots) overpower her mouth. He doesn't pump away, though, and Charlotte wonders what the fuck this crazy asshole is up to.

Then she receives it. The entire load, the complete contents of his balls, squirting in the back of her throat and spraying down into her stomach. Charlotte's eyes widen as the tears and sweat cover her face. The fucker is still cumming. Charlotte swallows. Gulp. Gulp. Gulp. She can feel her stomach churn, and she's about to throw up. But he's still cumming, just dribbles of sperm now, but the cock doesn't stop making her a cumslut. Gulp. Gulp. Gulp. He smiles down at her again and slowly pulls out. Charlotte gets sick, slobbering all over herself and puking on the conveyor belt. Everyone laughs.

The fourth guy says, "I wanna fuck that Princess's mouth, too," and Charlotte drops out. Everything is hopeless, lost, totally fucked. Then there are flashing red lights and screeching sirens outside. The guy who Charlotte liked thirty minutes ago says, "Fuck! The cops are here. Fucking pigs! Let's get the hell outta here!" Charlotte hears three sets of feet running out the back way of the warehouse. The fourth guy shakes his head, pissed, and says, "I never get to fuck the bitches."

Then he kneels down in front of Charlotte's face and stares at her with a wicked smile. "Don't you worry, gutterwhore, I won't leave you without something to remember me by." He holds up the nunchaku, then he stands and walks around to the Charlotte's ass. He jams one stick into her pussy, and the other inside her ass, then he pounds both of them in her. Deep, so only the chain attaching the two sticks is visible. Charlotte howls in pain. OOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!! She hears him run away, and she's alone inside the warehouse. She hopes the police will come in and save her.

The police make their way inside, and they find Charlotte tied to the metal frame under the conveyor belt with a nunchaku plugging her holes. They slide the nunchaku out of her, inspect it, and say, "Yes, this is one of the weapons they used out there." They drop it into an evidence bag and turn away, leaving Charlotte alone in the abandoned warehouse, restrained and leaking cum onto the dirty floor.

It attracts the rats.

[DarkAngel1427]

How about Jeanette?

[RW4life]

Hey, everybody, I have to hold off on any new requests for now. I'll be working on the existing queue well into November!! Check your PMs if you're unsure if I have accepted your request or not. Everyone who has been guaranteed a story to this point will still receive a story here. I will also PM you when I post your story. As soon as I'm caught up again, I'll start handling more requests! Cheers.

[rushbcyka]

Charlotte, please write a nasty story about her, she loves to tease guys with her tight clothes and I would love to see this rapebait get what she finally deserves (rp). Thanks in advance!

Here's Charlotte.

Very nice! Awesome.

[RW4life]

STUPID FUCKING TributePrintedPics. The number of allowed characters per post has decreased from 7500 to 1500, so now my stories will be broken up in several parts.
I'll still get your stories on, but Admin, you can blow my cock for the inconvenience.

[RW4life]

Here's Loucinda (in 9 parts, smh).

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Loucinda sits in the backseat of a Dodge Charger speeding down a country road. Her best friend is sitting next to her, and her BFF's boyfriend is driving. A complete stranger to Loucinda is sitting in the front seat. He is a blind date, a person who the others think will be a great fit for her. But Loucinda finds him boring and self-absorbed. She stares out the window. Pastures and farms and forested slopes zip by. She has no idea where they're going, but she sure didn't expect to be coming out here in the country.

Her friend's boyfriend slows the car and pulls off along the side of the road. Loucinda thinks there's something wrong with the car, but everything seems to be fine. Her friend's boyfriend doesn't seem worried, and the boring dude in the passenger seat looks out the window with a nod. "Seems like a nice spot," he mumbles. Loucinda looks at her friend with a confused frown; she silently mouths "What's going on?" Her friend shrugs with a smile. Then she opens her door and steps out. The guys in the front do the same.

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Loucinda takes a deep breath, a little annoyed, and she watches everyone circle around the car and stand along the field. In the horizon is a dilapidated barn with a horse grazing next to it. The horse is swatting its tail and picks its head up to look back at them. Yes, very idyllic and picturesque, but what the fuck are we doing here? Loucinda asks to herself. The horse resumes eating, and Loucinda is getting a bit antsy. She thought they were going to a dinner and a movie. Now, she isn't sure she wants to continue with the blind date. "Stupid fucking idea," she sighs, exasperated. She throws open the door and steps from the car.

"Hey, what the fuck are we doing here?" she asks. The breeze blows her hair in her face and against her glasses, and she pulls it back in a ponytail. She looks at her best friend. "I didn't sign on for this. Let's go. We're probably trespassing on somebody's property."

Her friend walks up to her and takes Loucinda's hands in hers. She smiles in her face, and Loucinda looks at her friend suspiciously. Her friend says in a voice tinged with a trace of sadness, "Oh, Loucinda, it's too bad you're not enjoying yourself. But if it makes you feel any better, then I'll tell you now I'm sorry."

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Loucinda frowns, and her heart speeds up. "Sorry? Sorry for what?"

"For this," her friend answers, and the boring guy slaps a rag doused with chloroform over Loucinda's nose and mouth. She takes a breath and tries to twist her body away. Her hands reach up to pull the hand and rag from her face, but Loucinda feels the weakness coming on fast and strong. She looks over at the horse in the horizon. Her vision is fading fast. Another breath or two, and then Loucinda feels her body start to fall, but she's unable to feel the impact of falling upon the ground. She's out of it by then.

*****

"I've always imagined bitches getting r*ped(rp) in front of me by animals," says a boring-sounding voice as Loucinda's eyes crack open. At first, she can't make out who's speaking. She's groggy, and her head is spinning in circles. Her eyes are blurry, and the light around her is blinding. It gives her a headache. A fucking migraine, she moans to herself. Fuck, where am I? She doesn't feel well. All she wants to do is sleep.

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"Animals, Loucinda. The animals can be real beasts," says the voice, and she can faintly remember the boring blind date that her friend and her friend's boyfriend set her up with. Fucking guy, she grumbles. What the fuck did he hit me with? Loucinda realizes she's lying on her back, and after a moment of groaning and shaking the cobwebs from her head, she tries to sit up. But she can't move. She balls her fists and tries to move her feet. She picks up her head--the pain is subsiding, but the grogginess remains--and finds that her wrists and ankles are tied down. Loucinda is completely nude; her small tits point upward and her stomach leads to her exposed pussy. A leather strap is wrapped around her waist, keeping her body in place. She's restrained, spread-eagle, over a square hay bale. The hay pokes into her back and her ass, and it scratches her when she tries to move. No matter how hard Loucinda tries to, or how much she wants to, she can't break free.

"Welcome back, Loucinda," says the voice of her boring blind date. "How did you sleep?"

"Let me the fuck up, asshole," she replies. She turns her head to the left, then to the right, searching for him. "Let me go! You can't do this!" Then Loucinda remembers her best friend and her best friend's boyfriend. "Where are they, you fucking lunatic? What the fuck did you do to them?"

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The boring guy steps up to Loucinda and looks into her face with an easy, calm gaze. "They're perfectly fine, Loucinda," he says. "As a matter of fact, it might interest you to know that they are the ones who are responsible for this." When Loucinda screams "Bullshit!," the boring blind date chuckles. "The blind date schtick was a set-up, Loucinda. I paid them each a thousand dollars to get you here. They didn't have to accept my offer, but a couple of broke k i d s don't usually pass up easy money."

"Where the hell are we, you fucking crazy asshole?" Loucinda spits in his face, and he wipes it off like he expected it all along. She flexes the muscles in her arms and legs, hoping to muster enough strength to break through the binds, but she's held in there tightly. She's not going anywhere.

"Inside the barn, of course," he answers, walking away. Loucinda hears his footsteps crunching on the barn's floorboards covered with hay, seeds and dirt. He's quiet for a moment, then she hears him open the door. Daylight streams inside, and Loucinda's headache returns for a second then dissipates. She hears him grunt and huff like he's lifting weights, then he says, "You and me. And Rex."

[RW4life]

At that moment, Loucinda sees him lead the horse inside, facing her spread legs. She frowns, thinking this guy has lost all his fucking marbles a long time ago, but then she gasps. Underneath the horse's belly is a twenty-inch cock. Hard and throbbing and pointing at her. She can't stop staring at this monster dick, and she realizes just what this fucker wants with her. Loucinda shakes her head back and forth vigorously, nervously, and pleads with him. "No, no. Please, not that. I don't care what you do. I'll let you fuck my pussy and stick it in my ass, if that's what you wanna do. But please please please--not the fucking horse! Don't do that!"

He laughs with a sneer. "Don't flatter yourself, Loucinda," he says. "I have no interest in you, not like that. You're much too boring for me to fuck you. But good ol' Rex here? Wanna know why I named him Rex? It's because he wrecks little fuckwhores like you, and he loves it! And I love watching him do it." He slaps the horse's rump and Rex whinnies and advances on Loucinda. One heavy hoof clomping on the floor followed by another. Loucinda whines and gulps, and she fights against her restraints again, but to no avail. Rex throws his front legs over Loucinda and his hooves sink into the hay bale next to her head. She looks down at herself and at where her legs are open. The end of his cock is touching her pussy.

[RW4life]

Loucinda looks at the guy again through tear-filled eyes. She tries again, "Please don't do this to me. I don't know what I did to make you mad, but I don't deserve this. Please..."

He slaps the horse's rump again, and Loucinda is interrupted by the powerful animal's penis inserting into her pussy. First inch in, and she gasps. Second inch in, and she clenches her teeth. Already the cock is widening her vagina. Third inch in, and she throws her head back against the bale with tears on her cheeks. Fourth inch in, and she howls in pain. OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!! Fifth inch in, and she loses her breath. Sixth inch in, and she feels Rex wrecking the shit out of her pussy as her mind already starts to snap. Seventh inch in, and she shrieks. EEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!!! It makes Rex pause, whinnying again, then the horse pumps away at her. He drives his cock all the fucking way in her; she looks down to see the leather strap around her waist snap off as the massive lump destroys her cervix and plows into her abdomen. EEEEEEEHHHHH!! EEEEEEEEHHH!!

[RW4life]

Loucinda screams and shrieks over and over again, each time more shrill than the last, and it makes the horse pump harder, faster, deeper. Her hips pop out of joint as his enormous balls whap against her ass with each pump. Loucinda can't breathe. Her pussy is stretched beyond repair, taking in Rex's huge fucking cock. Twenty inches in, pounding and thrusting, and she can't remember her name or where she is. She only knows the pain and the humiliation of getting r*ped(rp) by a horse. Twenty inches in, nineteen pulling out, then all twenty right back in her again, and she feels her body convulse in shock. She thinks her heart is going to explode. She fears her lungs will never take a breath again. She knows her pussy will never, ever be nice and tight again. Loucinda gasps and pants. Her tongue hangs out of her mouth in response to the pain of horse cock fucking her pussy. Red and raw. She breaks down and starts crying. Rex pumps more and more, and she realizes--through her broken mind--that his dick is stuck in her. She is a horse's cocksleeve. Loucinda thinks she's crying, but she wonders if she might actually be laughing.

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The horse whinnies, and it echoes around the barn in a fury. Loucinda feels it for a second: Rex's cum. He blows his hot fucking horse sperm in her womb (or whatever is left of it), and the load extends her belly. She screams again, although this one sounds more like a gurgle than a scream, and slowly, very very slowly, the horse retreats and pulls his twenty inches out of her ruined cunt. Horse cum flows from her, and Loucinda passes out.

When she awakens again, in a stupor, she finds she's tied with bale twine to Rex's stomach. Her arms and legs are posed in an embrace around the horse. His cock is in her pussy again. Every step the horse takes, a jolt surges through Loucinda's pussy. And every hundred steps or so, Rex spurts some cum in her.

The boring blind date, Loucinda's best friend, and her best friend's boyfriend are nowhere in sight.

She laughs and cries--at the same time--herself deeper and deeper into insanity. And that is truly an idyllic, picturesque scene.

(End.)

[RW4life]

Here's Labrina (in 10 parts).

[RW4life]

There's no time to waste. I'm already one pissed-off motherfucker; no one's been in the club in several days for me to "enjoy." I'm not gonna fuck around tonight. No one's paying attention to what I'm doing, which means that no one is paying attention to me.

Some Princess that her friends just called Labrina says good night to everyone and walks by herself through the dark. She's wearing a gray gown and high heels. She looks easy enough. I choose her. The adrenaline is pounding through my body right now. My legs are wobbling under me, my hands are shaking, and my heart is racing. My eyes are set on Labrina, about to turn a corner, and I jump into my car and get this shit started.

I speed away from the club and down the street I saw Labrina walk down. There she is, walking without a care in the world, probably with no reason to fucking live, oblivious of the madman behind the wheel coming at her. I don't know what I'm gonna get for her. Some guys from the South American jungles came into the club earlier this week, asking about buying and selling some whores, and I told them I could help them. They said they'd wait for my call. But until tonight, until right now, I haven't been able to do shit.

That's gonna change. Right. Fucking. Now.

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I turn the wheel. The car rolls onto the sidewalk, inches from Labrina. She looks up with a shocked, startled expression as I rush from the driver's seat. I stare at her, glaring into her eyes, ready to take her.

"What the fuck, asshole?" she hollers and shrinks back when she sees me coming for her hard and fast.

"Yeah, Labrina, what...the...fuck!" I say and strike her in the face with the heel of my hand, driving her head back. She lets out an "Ooomph!" and stumbles back. I punch her squarely in the jaw, and Labrina tumbles to the ground, unconscious. I glance up and down the street to ensure that no one witnessed the blitz attack on her. When I'm sure no one is around, I hoist her body from the sidewalk and stuff her into my trunk. I drive away, slowly this time, so I don't attract any attention.

*****

I can relax and take a breath now. I've gotten her this far. I splash a bucket of cold water on Labrina's face. It washes some of that gunk makeup off. She shakes her head and sputters. "It's time to wake up, meal ticket," I say. She doesn't want to move, so I splash another bucket on her. "Let's go, wake up. Get with the fucking program, Labrina. You've got a lot of work to do."

[RW4life]

Labrina slides off the dirty, bug-infested cot she's lying on. She looks at me with a pissed-off scowl and looks around the room. I have her in a cold, gray chamber. Like a prison cell. She's untied, unrestrained, unbound, and she runs away from me, but she doesn't have anywhere to go. The chamber is locked with a steel door with which only I have the key. She looks down at herself and gasps. I've replaced her gray gown with a red and black French maid's outfit and black diamond fishnet thigh-high stockings with the lace top showing under the skirt. I let her keep the high heels. Labrina looks like a real pro, a true Princess born to work the fucking streets. Ha! Little does she know right now that she should hope for the streets.

She stares at me again, burning a hole through my eyes with her glare. Labrina walks up to me--the clapping of those high heels on the cement floor kinda turns me the fuck on--and slaps my face. It stings, but I laugh. "You fucking freak!" she screams. She goes to slap me again, but this time I catch her by the wrist. She thrashes her arm to get away from me. "Let me out of this place right fucking now! You can't fucking do this to me!"