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Subject: {ASSM} The Descent - Part 3 (mf nc anal) by Foxbat
Date: Wed, 29 Aug 2001 18:10:04 -0400
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The Descent - Part 3 (mf nc anal)
by Foxbat

Disclaimer:  The characters in this story are completely fictional, and bear
no intended resemblance to characters in real life.  This story contains
graphic sex, in some cases non-consensual, and should not be read if such
stories are illegal in your state, or if you are a minor.

Please feel free to distribute this, on the condition that the disclaimer
and author's name remain intact and unaltered.


Feedback is welcome and appreciated: the_foxbat@hotmail.com


The Descent - Part 3 (mf nc anal) by Foxbat


   It was not every day that Little Willie found a fresh one.  Most of the 
whores he ran were bought from competitors, or were already broken in when 
he got his hands on them.  Every once and a while, though, he was lucky 
enough to have a fresh one drop into his possession.
   Little Willie realized what a busy man he had become as he examined the 
small screen of his palm pilot.  Being a pimp would be easy and fun, he had 
thought back in highschool, when the choice between spending the next years 
of his life with his head between the pages of a book and the legs of a girl 
had seemed a fairly clear cut decision.  The new one's break in party would 
have to wait until Friday, he finally decided.  There just wasn't much room 
in his schedule for anything sooner.  Guess he'd have to find something to 
occupy her in the meantime.

***

Katie lay on the bed, sipping cold soup out of a bowl which had been left in 
front of her by Little Willie an hour earlier.  After leaving her, he had 
returned, and, before the shock of her situation had fully worn off, chained 
her down to the bed she had been lying on.  She was now forced to lie on her 
belly, but, curiously enough, he had chained her so that her feet were 
against the tall headboard, legs spead open, and her face hung near the 
other end of the bed, where the footboard had long since been lost or 
destroyed.  The significance of this had not yet occurred to her.
   She took another sip of the soup, a testament to exactly how hungry she 
was, wishing something would happen, since anything was better than this 
waiting.  The shock was starting to wear off, and she was considering her 
chances of escape.  It wouldn't be hard to find a cop, once she was in a 
position to get away from that cruel bastard who'd chained her up this way.  
Once she found a policeman, they would bust this ring and she could go back 
to the life she had previously known and get on with her life, leaving this 
nightmare as just that - a bad dream.
   This pleasant revery was interrupted when the door was flung open, and 
Little Willie strode back in.

***

   "Better finish up that soup," Willie said, as he unbuckled his belt, and 
lowered his pants.  Katie, who had braced herself for his reappearence, let 
loose a string of invective and threats indicating that he should let her go 
immediately, or face the consequences.  Apparently looking forward to the 
consequences of her continued capitivity, Little Willie finished undressing 
himself, and, after removing the bowl of soup from the bed, used his old 
boxer shorts to plug up the expletives which had continued to fly from 
Katie's mouth.  A quick strip of duct tape held it it place.  Willie then 
proceeded to climb on the bed.

***

   Katie realized at that point what was about to happen, and started 
bouncing around on the bed to the extent that her bondage would allow, 
trying every which way to make herself a hard target.  Willie simply reached 
out, and despite her dodging rather simply grabbed a handful of her pubic 
hair, dragging her pelvis down rather painfully to the bed level, and 
effectively overcoming her resistance.  Reaching into the nightstand, he 
produced a bottle of lubricant, which he passed once in front of her face 
for her inspection.

***

   "You better enjoy this, bitch, because this is a comfort which you ain't 
going to get again any time soon."  He poured a fair amount between her 
tightly clenched buttocks, allowing it run down her crack, and onto her 
slit, covered as it was by bushy public hair.  Oh well, he thought, that 
wouldn't be around much longer.
   Without relinquishiung his grasp of her crotch, he ran his rapidly 
hardening dick up and down against her resisting ass.  He'd never met one 
who didn't want to learn the hard way, he thought, as he could feel her 
willing all her orifices to seal shut, as if the sheer force of her will 
could render her impenetrable.
   Unfortunately for her, it was not so.  Moving his hand from her short and 
curlies to the small of her back, Little Willie used the other hand to work 
the lube around.  He let his fingers roam, idly squeezing and spreading her 
labia, before making a foray deeper.  She was doing her best to clamp her 
cunt against his roaming fingers, but in vain.  Pushing up into her sacred 
love tunnel with his thumb, he continued to manipulate her roughly, as she 
moaned in humiliation into the makeshift gag.
   When Little Willie thought she was good and ready, he mounted her, 
guiding his penis into her still resisting cunt, slowly.  He could feel it 
giving way slowly, as he forced his way deeper, now using his weight to hold 
her down, freeing his hand to fondle her still sore breasts, and 
occaisionally run a finger covered in her juices across her face.

***

   After the intense and burning humiliation of being played with like a 
video game, Katie didn't try to resist when she first felt his cock at her 
gates.  That, however, changed as he began the onslaught upwards.  Even 
though Little Willie was aptly named, she was still sore from her earlier 
adventures, and another good romp was the last thing she was wanting.  His 
relentlessly advancing dick felt like a tunnel-boring operation as it worked 
its way up her insides, until, unlike the pain and burning, his progress 
ceased and his hips rested against hers.  He kept running his fingers with 
the sordid mixture of artificial lube and her body's natural albeit unwilled 
attempts to ease the progress across her face, leaving the horrible stench 
of their mating in her nostrils.  She let out her breath, which she realized 
she had been holding, as she felt him shift his hands from her ass and 
abused tits to her shoulders, as he sagged against her, savoring the 
glove-like feel of her cunt wrapped around his tool.

***

   This was definitely going to be an above-average fuck, Little Willie 
thought, savoring the feel of her unbroken cunt.  You didn't get a ride like 
this every day.
   "Hold on, honey, this is going to be the fuck of your young life," he 
muttered as he shifted his hands again, this time up to the hair on either 
side of head, wrappings his hands in her blond curls to get a good grip.  
Proper grip was important, he remembered from learning to drive a 
motorcycle.  It was essential for a good ride.

***

   And a ride it was.  Little Willie eased himself almost out of her, and 
then slammed home, yanking up viciously on her head as he did so, causing 
her to rise off the bed on her hands to ease the pressure on her head and 
neck.  Little Willie slammed it home just as fast, and started hammering in 
and out of her like a piston, retaining his grip on her hair the while time, 
using it to leverage extra force into his thursts.  Katie gasped at the 
sudden assault, trying her best to raise everything off the bed to soften 
the attack, but to very little effect.  Little Willie was riding her the way 
a jocky rides his horse, yanking on her hair in time with his thrusts, as if 
pounding her hard and fast enough would move them off the bed.
   For her part, Katie was heaving under him, trying her best to move with 
him and continue breathing through her nose with the exertion.  The pounding 
in her cunt was beginning to wake a small voice in the back of her head, 
which was whispering softly that maybe things weren't so bad after all.  The 
friction and slapping of Little Willie's pelvis was beginning to make 
certain places feel warm and fuzzyk, and Katie struggled to breath against 
the duct tape sealing her mouth and now also muffling her quiet moans.  It 
wasn't exactly pleasure and enjoyment, but the thought of nailed by some 
little pimp while chained to a bed was so foreign that the voice was a 
welcome addition to the way things were going.

***

   Little Willie could feel her body beginning to react - his double-handed 
grip on her hair required more effort as her hips began to buck back against 
him instead of trying to evade him by moving away.  It was almost time, he 
could tell, so he increased the pace, banging her like a piston in a high 
performance racing engine blasts in and out of its receptacle.

***

   The warmth in Katie continued to grow, building until she felt on the 
edge of a huge and mysterious revelation.  In answer to the big O question, 
she had always assumed that she had had orgasms every time she and her 
boyfriend had made love.  Now, those little twinges of enjoyment felt 
somehow less, and the unsettling idea that maybe there was something more to 
all this was blasting into her mind almost as fast as the pimp's prong was 
blasting into her cunt.

***

Willie felt his ride tense up, and he knew it was time.  Letting go with one 
hand, he simultaneous withdrew, leaving her trembling on the edger of her 
first major orgasm.  Still holding her head back with the one hand, he 
reached back under her between her legs, and inserted his middle and index 
fingers up into her cunt, pressing his thumb against her clit.  Half a 
second later, he rammed her up the ass.

***

   It was like nothing she'd ever felt before - her mind exploded into a 
million little fragments of light as the pain and pleasure blended into one 
amazing sensation emanating from her croth.  Her pelvis took on a mind of 
its own, knocking back and forth between the thumb on her clit and the 
fantastic burning expanded feeling her ass, as the fingers in her cunt were 
crushed by orgasmic spasms.  She was a wild woman, centered on nothing other 
than sexual gratification, not caring that she was being reamed up the ass, 
or that some lowlife's greasy and unclean fingers were stuck in her cunt, 
the seat of her womanhood.  All that mattered was that nothing stop, and 
that the vortex her mind had fallen into keep sucking her in further.

***

   Little Willie was prepared for a wild reaction but this was nothing like 
what he was expecting.  This girl must be a wildcat inside, he thought, as 
it was all he could do to hold on to the wild bucking animal in heat under 
him.  The gag he had put on her did absolutely nothing to lower the volume 
of the noises she was making, and he felt like he was going to lose the 
fingers he'd stuffed up her twat, or his dick, for that matter, which was 
still seated deep in her ass despite her seeming efforts to squeeze it off.  
He knew that he couldn't take much more, and held on for dear life, as he 
cummed violently into her ass.

***

   Katie felt a mellow warmth spreading through the explosion of her ongoing 
supernova of an orgasm.  It was like settling back to earth slowly after the 
joyride of her life, she felt.  The warmth felt so nice, as did the little 
aftershocks of pleasure which shot through her, causing her to twitch in 
appreciation.
   Suddenly, though, part of the equation of absolute pleasure vanished, 
followed by another and a third a second later.  Still in the possession of 
the intense mellowness and satisfaction, she felt an acute sense of absense, 
which was interrupted by sharp pain against her face.

***

   Little Willlie ripped the tape off her face, leaving her to choke and gag 
against his old boxers, as he wiped off the dick and fingers he had just 
extricated from her cunt and ass in her hair and across her face.  It had 
been one of the best fucks of his life, on a level with the first girl 
hooker he'd ever run.  He'd never admit it to her though, he thought as he 
picked his close up off the floor.  "Not bad, honey, not bad"

***

The rich aroma of her natural juices combined with the stench of ass filled 
her nose, as her eyes jerked open.  She saw Little Willie picking up his 
stuff, and the realization of what had just happened dawned on her fully.  
She tried to swallow back tears, but only choked on his old underwear until 
she could cough them out of her mouth.  Sobs wracked her sore body, cries 
for help intermingled with black self-pity.  She, a good girl, she, a nice 
girl headed for a nice marriage to a nice boy and a nice life, she was just 
chained to a bed and raped for what felt like hours.  Her dignity had been 
overridden, her body abused, her anal passage rudely violated in a way that 
made her shudder to recall.  Finding the muscular strength to close her 
still gaping holes, she cried for her pussy and her ass, for this rape and 
the others that would come, but mostly because she had the most intense and 
earth shattering feeling of raw pleasure from this, and that meant she must 
have liked it.

Definitely a continuation coming in the next week or two......




On a lighter note, I'm considering thowing up an FTP site for the stories I 
write.

As always, feedback and comments (even a word letting me know you enjoyed 
it) make my day (the_foxbat@hotmail.com).


-Foxbat



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