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Incest Man wrote:
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>
> The Raping of Gail
>
> You have trouble understanding how you could have gotten
> into this situation! All you wanted to do was some
> souvenir shopping in port to get away from your cruise
> ship. You thought it would be a nice diversion from the
> holiday routine you had settled into on your Mediterranean
> cruise.
>
> Instead, you had found your self being dragged suddenly
> into a darkened alley and had a hood thrown over your head.
> you felt the sudden prick of a needle, and then blackness
> descends over you!
>
> When you come to, you are on a cot in a room lit by bright
> sunlight. As you become more aware of your surroundings,
> you notice with a chill that you're in a narrow cell, with
> a sunlight streaming in a small window. A heavy metal door
> obviously blocks you escape.
>
> There is a rasp of a key in the door an it swings open,
> admitting a tall blonde woman in her mid-forties. A big
> woman, well muscled with broad shoulders and large breasts,
> pushing against her flimsy blouse, wearing baggy harem type
> pants. she is dressed all in black - an interesting
> contrast to her pale skin.
>
> "Ahh," she says. " You're awake. Good, that will make
> things simpler!"
>
> "Where am I?" you ask in a hushed tone.
>
> "You are at the place of Prince Mozan, in the interior of
> Africa. The Prince is one of the most powerful warlords in
> the interior of Africa. And you," she points at your chest
> "have been captured and brought here for his pleasure! He
> has a high appetite for white woman, and his recruiters
> spotted you and though you would meet his tastes!"
>
> "What!" you scream. "I'm an American citizen! He'll pay
> dearly when my country finds out of any mistreatment of me!
> He can't do this!"
>
> "He can," she grins evilly."..and he WILL. Here HE is the
> law...far from Western interference. You are on your own.
> Remember that when you face him...remember that when you
> attempt to struggle against him! Now, on your feet! the
> time for the Master to enjoy your luscious body is at
> hand!" With that she hauls you easily to you feet and
> drags you kicking and screaming through the door.
>
> You are surprised at the strength of her. Despite your
> struggles she drags you down a long corridor of stone, past
> other groups of woman who avert their eyes as you pass. In
> the back of your mind, you note that they are dressed
> similarly to you present tormentor, except their garments
> are red.
>
> She drags you up some steps, then down a short way along
> another corridor to a large wooden door, obviously heavy,
> with thick bolts and metal studs. She pulls back the bolts
> and throws another evil glance at you.
>
> "Here in this room is where your initial rape and training
> will take place. The Master is just showering now, he has
> already raped a couple of women this morning. He'll be
> with you momentarily. Enjoy!" she laughs and throws you
> into the room.
>
> As you spring to your feet the door shuts and your hear the
> rasp of the bolts being thrown home. You scream and bang
> your fists on the door, but it doesn't even quiver under
> your blows.
>
> You turn and regard the interior of the room. It is a high
> ceiling ed vault type enclosure, with large windows near
> the top, well out of reach. In the center is a narrow,
> simple couch. In one corner of the room is an item that
> reminds you vaguely of a vaulting horse. Wooden beams are
> attached at either end of the horse and from these, heavy
> leather cuffs dangle at the ends of chains.
>
> At one end of the room is a doorway leading beyond to a
> darkened enclosure. You surmise it leads to the shower
> room, as the hissing sounds of running water issue from the
> opening, along with the occasional wisp of steam.
>
> The sound of water stops. There is a pause and you wait
> with your terror growing with each second. the sounds of
> bare feet padding come closer and then the Master steps
> into the room.
>
> Tall, over 6 feet, ebony black and obviously well muscled.
> He wears a towel around his waist, knotted just below his
> flat muscular stomach. His face is clean shaven and not
> altogether unattractive. Under any other circumstances you
> might consider him handsome.
>
> But he is big....with the pumped muscles along his arms and
> legs of a fit, black body builder. He regards you with
> open lust, letting his gaze move up from your shapely,
> slender long legs to your narrow hips encased in shorts to
> where your full breasts are encased in a simple cotton
> summer blouse.
>
> And then he speaks....
>
> "You are truly a luscious morsel. You will give me a great
> deal of pleasure I'm sure." He advances in your direction.
> "Undress!" he says harshly. You scream NO and shrink from
> him. He shrugs.
>
> "If I have to strip you forcibly, so be it! It will only
> excite me further to tear the clothes from your magnificent
> alabaster body....the body that will shortly be squirming
> beneath my thrusts. Now, I say again....UNDRESS!" You
> shake your head violently from side to side as he advances
> upon you.
>
> Then, with a spring, the quickness of which is startling,
> considering his size he catches one arm and grabs your
> hair. He begins to drag you to the couch as you kick and
> scream and flail at him with your free hand.
>
> He tosses you on the couch and pins you face down. With a
> quick savage motion he tears your flimsy blouse away from
> your squirming body, and then fumbles at the waistband of
> your shorts. You feel a tug, fabric tearing and then the
> cool air on your buttocks, clad only in flimsy bikini
> panties.
>
> He steps back to toss your torn garments into a pile in one
> corner of the room....and to survey his handiwork. You
> turn onto your back intent upon springing off the couch but
> he catches your shoulders, pushing you onto your back and
> straddles you.
>
> "Now," he says with triumphant gleam in his eye." ....now
> comes the final unveiling!" With that, he grasps the front
> of your bra and pulls you violently upward. The bra
> material rents and tears, freeing your ample breasts, ruby
> tipped with large nipples. He pauses to gaze at them for a
> short while, then wraps his large hands around them, and
> squeezes. You gasp in pain and shock, and arch your back
> trying to throw him off.
>
> He regards you sardonically and you feel his hand trailing
> from your breasts to the waistband of your panties. One
> hand continues fondling your ample, milky breasts...and
> pushing your squirming torso back on the couch. then, with
> a sudden tug, he tears your panties down the front, tossing
> their shredded remains to one side.
>
> The Master stands up, regarding your panting, squirming
> form on the couch. Slowly, he tugs his towel, allowing it
> to drop to the floor and turns to face you. Your eyes
> widen in shock at his size.
>
> His penis is at least 10 inches long, with the thickness of
> your wrist. He picks up a vial of lubricant from nearby
> and slowly rubs the jelly up and down the length of his
> massive shaft...caressing it from supple snake into an
> erect ebony bludgeon.
>
> Now he springs up on you again. you scream and thrash with
> all your strength because you mind cries out that you are
> being raped...and you can see the instrument of your
> defilement gleaming between your legs. He stretches his
> muscular body atop yours, pinning your wrists with one hand
> above your body. With his free hand, he pries your knees
> apart as you thrash and scream obscenities at him...and
> then he inserts one muscular knee between your legs and you
> are spread eagle beneath him.
>
> You are gasping, moaning and conscious of the fact that the
> bulk of him is positioned between your legs. He grasps
> your wrists with his other free hand and flattens you onto
> the couch. Your legs kick continue to kick spasmodically,
> but you are pinned and helpless!
>
> Then you feel the tip of his passive organ brush against
> your pussy lips. He raises himself above you....and
> thrusts! You cry out in agony and shame as you feel the
> entire length of him buried within your pussy. He pulls
> back, and then you feel his muscles tighten and clench as
> the forward stroke again fills you, like you have never
> been stretched before.
>
> Satisfied that your passage is now well lubricated, he
> begins a slow steady pumping. Your resistance has now
> ceased. You know that your struggles are futile and that
> you are well and truly penetrated...you have lost!
>
> His tempo increases...it goes on and on. You remember that
> he has raped two other women that day, and realize that his
> orgasm will be long in coming. He will enjoy you in your
> helplessness for a long time!
>
> His thrusts continue. The sweat of the act covers both
> your bodies. He relentlessly buries his cock in you with
> easy athletic grace. He releases your hands and raises
> himself up higher to thrust harder...
>
> Now the intensity of his thrusts have become more violent
> as you sense him driving toward his final climax. He is
> using all his strength now, slamming into, each thrust
> bringing cries from you, banging your head back against the
> couch, causing your breasts to tremble under the impact of
> his muscular body.
>
> You become conscious of a soreness inside you, of feeling
> open and fill as his organ swims through your slippery
> flesh. Your hips begin to move involuntarily move with him
> as biology takes over and your body betrays you. Even
> under the violence of his thrusts, you feel a tingling at
> the base of your spine, flickering over your buttocks that
> are shivering under the impact of his surging thrusts.
>
> But that is all you feel...just the beginnings. Suddenly
> he snorts, shivers and jams his cock into the roots. You
> scream as you feel him flood your inside with his hot
> stream...you feel it flow out of you and down onto your ass
> and you scream again in anger and despair before blacking
> out.
>
> When you come to, you are still in that room...still on the
> couch with your body conscious of the tenderness in your
> pussy and a dull pain in the interior of your thighs.
>
> The Master is calmly cleaning his cock off with a rag, and
> then advances on you again, pulling you upright by the hair
> and dragging you off the couch as you scream and beg for
> mercy. He pulls you across the room to the vaulting horse
> type apparatus and fastens your wrists in the cuffs.
>
> You are now leaning forward over the horse, with you ass
> high in the air and your feet barely touching the floor,
> You squirm and kick but you are well imprisoned and
> helpless.
>
> "Now," he says." My white slave will learn discipline and
> obedience!" Your eyes widen as he picks up a narrow cane
> and advances behind you. "You will now experience the
> torture of 30 strokes of the cane. This is comparatively
> mild compared to what I COULD do to you. Let it serve as a
> reminder to you if you ever...EVER resist me again. You
> ripe white body is mine now...to be used for my pleasure.
> And if you resist, this is a taste of what will happen!"
>
> With that he steps back and lays a stoke upon your upturned
> buttocks. You scream! It feels like a trail of fire
> seeping into your tender flesh....like a razor being drawn
> down your backside.
>
> Again and again the cane descends upon your quivering
> flesh. Sometimes across one cheek, sometimes the other,
> sometimes in the cleft in your ass between your legs and
> bottom. You are not just moaning or gasping but SCREAMING
> as the intensity of the pain climbs higher and higher.
>
> You drum your feet on the floor in a frantic effort to stop
> the fire spreading across your flesh. You tug at your
> bonds and kick with your feet to no avail as you are well
> and truly imprisoned.And there is nothing you can do to
> escape the relentless stream of blows spreading across your
> bottom and occasionally your thighs.
>
> Finally it ends. You lie there sobbing and quivering, your
> bottom a mass of weals and bruises. Worse, the pain is not
> confined to your bottom, but now seems to be spreading
> along your legs and back.
>
> "So," the Master says, pulling your head back by your long
> hair. "....will you resist me further?" You moan and he
> smacks your ass once again bringing forth another scream.
> "Well...WELL??" he says using the cane again. You sob no.
> "No what??" he says using the cane on your tortured flesh
> once again.
>
> "No MASTER!" You scream!
>
> With a grim snort he unfastens your wrists and lets you
> drop in a heap on the floor. He presses a button on the
> wall and the large wooden door swings open, admitting the
> tall blonde who escorted you to this chamber of pain
> earlier.
>
> "How did it go, sir?" she inquires.
>
> "I think she understands what her fate and destiny is now.
> She will be a welcome addition to the household. As such,
> take her and brand her and then place her in the harem.
> I'll use her again in a week after she...ummm...thinks
> about her position."
>
> The woman nods and jerks your trembling, pain ridden form
> upright. You start to scream again as she drags you
> through the door to where you will be BRANDED!
>
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