Halfway House Rape
(M+/F, ir, rape, preg)by Kysa Braswell and Trent
www.kysaonline.com
Kysa sat and brushed her long red brown hair, she had just showered and felt clean, glancing down at her swollen belly, she softly caressed the stretched skin, the baby inside her kicked and thrashed. She was due to have the baby in another three weeks, and she still hadn't found a way to tell her loving husband that the baby's father was one of over a dozen black convicts staying at a halfway house, the halfway house that Kysa had been sentenced to do public service at for a minor traffic accident, her lawyer had argued that it was the first time she had been in an accident and that it hadn't even been her fault, but the judge had been adamant that she do public service there, it was only later that Kysa was to find out why.
Kysa got up and went to her closet removing a videotape from the bottom of her drawer, cueing up the tape she lay down on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position as she watched how it all began.
The halfway house had camera's set to record everything that happened in the house, those tapes had been used to further blackmail Kysa after her sentence had expired, Kysa watched herself enter the house and follow Phil, the director of the house to his office off the kitchen, in the kitchen were six black men sitting around smoking and looking sullen, in the office Phil had towered over Kysa, he was huge, built like a football player.
Kysa watched as he pushed her back against the file cabinets and took her hand, pressing it against his swelling crotch, Kysa saw the look on her own face change from fright to wonder, and she remembered how excited and scared she had been, Phil had pushed down to her knees, sneering as he told her to take his black cock out and suck it, Kysa on the screen did as she was told, undoing his belt unbuttoning his pants, pulling the zipper down and pulling his pants down, the long thick uncut cock sprang up and hit Kysa in the chin. Watching herself, Kysa could remember the thoughts that raced through her mind at that moment, god its so big and thick, her long fingernails barely touched as she gripped the base and slowly fisted the throbbing black meat.
Kysa, watching herself being taken bit her lip as the next few moments played out, "If I'd only gotten out of that house," she thought.
On the screen Phil grabbed her head and rammed six thick inches into her mouth and down her throat, choking her and causing Kysa to panic, she bit the big black cock in her mouth, Phil yelled in pain and pulled back, Kysa made a dash for the door, but Phil grabbed her hair and she was dragged back screaming,
"Scream all you want bitch, nobody's gonna come to your rescue." Phil then tore the clothes from Kysa's body and bent her over the desk, watching this again Kysa grimaced in remembered pain for what was about to happen to her. Phil held her down as easily as a child and using his belt, he savagely lashed her tender white ass a dozen times. Kysa screamed at the top of her lungs as the belt bit into her soft pale skin over and over and over. "God damn white bitch's have gotta learn!"
Phil released her and she crumpled to the floor in tears which streamed down her face, Kysa unconsciously rubbed her ass seeing this happen to her all over again, god that had hurt she thought, I'd have done anything he wanted to stop the pain.
"Now bitch, what have you just learned?"
"Never to bite black cock again," Kysa managed to say.
"Good, now climb up on the desk like a good little slut and I'll have me some of the sweet white pussy, I love breaking in you white girls, you're all so fucking tight to start with, but a few weeks of black cock and no white boy is gonna be able to feel anything in your pussy," Phil laughed nastily as Kysa climbed onto the desk and spread her legs wide.
"Reach down there and spread your pussy lips for me bitch, let me see what you looked like before me and the rest of the guys here stretch you out wide." Kysa spread her pussy lips exposing the delicate pink of her pussy to this huge cocked black man about to rape her, Phil slipped a finger into her.
"Hmm you're nice and tight, you little slut. Goddamn! I love a tight white pussy, that's why we have to fuck so many different white girls. You bitches get stretched out and loose, and that's not as good as fresh tight white pussy."
Looking at herself about to be raped for the first time but not the last time, Kysa thought about the strange mixture of pain and pleasure of her long and repeated gangrape by the convicts of the halfway house. The first times had been brutal and painful, but the longer it had gone on the wetter and more excited she had become. Phil on the screen was pushing his long thick black cock into Kysa's tight little pussy, Kysa remembered the pain, she cried out in pain, pushing against his shoulders, trying to force him to stop or slow down, but he was too strong. He had driven all of his cock into her mashing the outsized head against Kysa's cervix bringing new tears to her eyes. Phil then began to hammer fuck Kysa, driving hard and fast into her pussy not caring that he hurt her, in fact he enjoyed knowing she was in pain from the brutal animal-like fucking he was giving her.
"Oh yessum, I love dat white motherfucking pussy, dat's right," Phil shouted as he thrust harder and faster into Kysa, "Oh yes I love a good piece of white pussy!"
Phil reached up and grabbed Kysa's nipples, twisting and pulling them hard, laughing as she cried. He slammed into Kysa's pussy in three savage thrusts and held himself against her thighs, buried in her up to his big balls. As he came, spraying hot fertile black seed deep into her unprotected womb, Kysa had thought at the time that he would never stop cumming, that his black seed would never stop filling her pussy.
Kysa watched herself trembling and shaking on the screen, as Phil picked her up, still impaled on his monstrous black cock and carry her out into the kitchen, where six other black men waited their turn to ravage her poor abused body. The black men lined up hour after hour and fucked Kysa into virtual semi-consciousness. One after the other, with long cocks, thick cocks, and all of them with load after load of black seed, they poured their black meat into her tender body. Kysa's eyes were glassy as her gaze was indifferent except for the pain of the larger cocks punching her cervix and stretching her tender folds. Her body was jerked and jolted as the black cocks kept coming and coming and coming at her, jerking her body all over the place. Some of the black convicts would reach up and slap her breast loudly, bringing howls and screams from Kysa's throat.
"That woke the bitch up!" one would say. Once, one of the Negroes turned her over on her stomach, and each took turns whipping and slapping her fleshly asscheeks until they were black and blue with bruises. Gasping for air, she was in so much pain, Kysa could only manage an occasional "AGGHHAHHGGG!!" scream.
The vicious raping and beating continued into the night. Kysa had passed out several times. She only knew that she could hardly move she was so sore, yet the raping continued as the blacks overflowed her sore pussy with their fertile seed. In between fucks, some of the blacks who where extremely well-endowed, would go around and slap her face with their heavy cocks, bruising her cheeks and eyes from the heavy slaps and pounding from the blacks' meat.
The tape lasted for 8 hours, yet the rape wasn't finished in the time it took the tape to wind itself out. A day after the raping, Kysa showed up at the hospital. The doctor who examined her couldn't believe how stretched out her pussy was. A nurse was sent in to question her.
"Ma'am, were you fist-fucked, or violated with a large foreign object?"
"No, why?" Kysa asked.
"Well, it's just that we examined your vagina, and it's stretched out like no other we've ever seen after a rape of this sort. What was used on you, specifically?"
"Nothing but their penises; they were just big, that's all." Kysa explained.
She was released from the hospital and no further action was taken against the 'fathers' of her unborn child. Kysa wanted to do good and help convicts, but right now, she only worried about the black twin babies she was carrying in her womb, and what she was going to tell her husband when she gave birth to them. Her time at the halfway house was neither good nor easy, and upon release, her time back with her husband would be troublesome.
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The End
© Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com