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(teen male older female, rape, nc, bdsm, torture, piercing, humil, exhib,
forced mast) ** WARNING ** ADULTS ONLY DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE UNDER
THE AGE OF 18.  THIS IS ADULT MATERIAL MEANT FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES
ONLY THE AUTHOR DOES NOT CONDONE THE USE OF FORCE IN ANY SEXUAL ACTIVITY.
THIS IS FANTASY!  CHARACTERS PROTRAYED IN THE STORIES CREATED BY THE AUTHOR
ARE FICTIONAL AND ANY RESEMBLENCE TO ACTUAL PERSON(S), REAL OR FICTIOUS, IS
PURELY COINCIDENTAL.  THE AUTHOR DOES NOT CONDONE SEXUAL ACTIVITY WITH
UNDERAGE PERSONS.  THE AUTHOR DOES NOT CONDONE UNPROTECTED SEXUAL
INTERCOURSE SITUATIONS.  Do not read this if you are offended by sexually
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   FINGERPRO
   Incomplete
   It was supposed to have been a vacation.  It wasn't supposed to have
been a journey into hell.  Of course it hadn't started at the cabin, but
when she came out of the shower, and put on her robe, the first thing she
noticed was that her slippers were gone and her high heels were there
instead.  The same three inch strapped pumps she had on when she had been
with her husband in the tourist store in town just four miles south.  She
shrugged and put on the heels.  She dried her hair, and put on make up. 
She was going back into the shabby little town to the south by about four
miles.  This place was remote.  Fifteen hundred miles from home.  At the
edge of civilization is what it felt like.  As she put on her lip stick she
couldn't help but remember the crude face of the short man who was hardly
more tnan a teenager but who had felt her up in the craft store.  Her
husband had taken a back hand to the younger man of course, and he deserved
it.  It appeared that no matter where you went in the great country of the
United States crime was right around the corner.  Crime, and punks. 
Hoodlums really, not just punks.  What was surprising was that the `leader'
of this band of punks was so much older than the three hoodlums he was
associating himself with.  The two others had shouted taunts at her husband
and herself, as well as their little eleven year old daughter.  He ignored
them and headed for this cabin out near the edge of the lake.  They had
been here once before just after they had been married almost twenty years
before.  After making sure she was presentable to her husband she opened
the door and stepped out into hell.
   Her daughter was gone.  Her husband was tied to a chair, unconscious and
bloody.  The four hoodlums were in the front room of the cabin.  Her
clothes were piled high in front of them.  The older punk that had been
backhanded by her husband approached her, as she shrank back suddenly aware
of the thin material of the robe, and the sizeable cleavage she was
displaying.  "Well, well, if it ain't the big titted honey herself, step on
out here now, no need to be bashful" he said as he grabbed her with a
powerful arm and propelled her into the midst of the front room.  "Where's
my daughter!" she demanded.  "She's fine, for now.  You stay right friendly
and nothin' bad's gonnah happen to her.  `Course it's all up to you."
"Where's she at!" "She's being ...  taken care of.  Friends you might say.
You'll find out later.  Right now though we got some catchin' up to do."
"If you harm her..!  Ouch!" she cried as she got slapped by the young man
and punk.  "Listen, bitch, you don't tell anybody anything anymore.  You
just do as your told, now" he said as he grabbed a handful of hair and
pulled, and the woman leaned towards him tears coming to her eyes, "Here's
what happens to hubby when you're not nice," he waved his other hand.
   A punk hit her husband repeatedly for five sickening thuds.  "An that
cute little daughter o' yours could, could mind you, get educated real
quick.  But that all depends on you Mrs.  Big Tits, see?" he said shaking
the woman like she was some kind of rag doll.  Her big breasts bounced
beneath the thin material obviously not supported.  Fear came into her
face, and eyes, and she saw she had betrayed that emotion to the other
punks in the room because they were grinning now.  "Sto-stop, all right,
I-I see!"
   The woman began to cry.  It was both from humiliation and fear.  She was
standing in heels, and a middle thigh length thin material robe and was
completely nude beneath.  In front of her were two punks.  One was close to
her husband, and the other was sitting on the kitchen table, his foot up on
a chair, as he leered at her.  The third, the one that had felt her breast
in the tourist store, was still holding her hair, but was not pulling her
head to one side.  The cabins front room, and kitchen were combined.  Of to
the left of the kitchen front room were two bedrooms.  One faced the lake,
the other faced the forest.  But all of that was forgotten now, as the
older woman stood there shivering in a combination of fear and loathing as
she realized just how vulnerable she had become.
   "Let her go Deke," said the kid who appeared to be in his late teens or
early twenties.  He was the one sitting on the table and surveying her
exposure.
   The woman swallowed nervously, and reached up to fold the lapels of her
thin robe over her exposed cleavage.  The young man grinned, as `Deke' the
older one laid a hand on her naked ass cheeks making her jump.  "She's got
a real nice ass, Sid."
   So the young man was named `Sid' in front of her!  She had seen him
before.  He was the one who had watched her in the leather goods store when
they first got to White Creek.  She remembered the look he had given her
because she had shuddered at the time wondering what kind of thoughts were
going through the mind of the young man as she walked past him.  He had
dark skin, brown eyes, and wavy brown hair.  He looked as if he needed a
shave, and he obviously hadn't shaved in some time.  He looked no different
now as she looked at him less than five feet where she stood but now she
was considerably less dressed.  "I know, she hopped in front of me in
town," said the one who appeared to be the leader of the group as the woman
blushed under his hard leering stare.
   He looked down at the table to his left, and the woman gasped seeing the
contents of her purse had been emptied.  He picked up her drivers license
and read off the license, "Sara Ann Bergman...  that your name, bitch?"
   The woman was too frightened to talk.  Her husband moaned, and she
nodded.  "Deke, pin her arms."
   Deke quickly moved behind her, pinning her arms to her sides.  God he
was strong!  The action of the oldest of the three caused the woman to be
aware of two things at the same time.  The first was that she could feel
the man's obvious bulge on her fanny.  The second was that when her arms
were pinned to her sides and slightly behind her the robe had opened enough
to reveal the roundness of her shoulders, and expose her cleavage a second
time.  The woman struggled only briefly, because she felt the edges of the
robe giving way, and she was nude under the robe.  The big guy behind her
walked her forward and she resisted at first, but he pushed her forward
anyway as she felt the hard lump on her fanny cheeks.  She was less than
three feet from where the unshaven young man named Sid sat on the table. 
"It's important for you to mind your manners, bitch.  Your kid's safety
depends on that, and ..  show her Cass."
   The other punk named Cass hit her husband three more times, as she
shouted, "Please stop!  Stop it!" "...  so does your old man's," finished
off the punk in front of her, as he put her drivers license back down on
the table.  He looked down and picked up a pack of cigarettes.  He tapped
one out, and lit it up, deliberately exhaling his blowing smoke in her
face. She turned her head to one side.  He reached out and grabbed her chin
pulling her face back to look him in the face.  "How old are you, bitch?"
   The woman shivered, swallowed, and said, "I-I'm forty three." "No way!"
said Cass from the back.  "I would agree, you look a lot younger," said the
one named Sid in front of her, as she shrank back against the one named
Deke holding her.  She watched and felt Sid's finger trace an invisible
line down the exposed bare curvature of her inner right breast.  His finger
continued to move over her breast to her nipple.  He slowly circled the
nipple area.  The older woman swallowed feeling her nipple get hard.  It
stood out from her breast as the gentle fondling motion of the finger
stimulated it, making the nipple stand out from the rest of her large
breasts, pointing at first down, then up as it hardened beneath the thin
material of the robe.  "Looks like you picked on an old biddy," said Deke
from behind and above her left ear.  "Yeah, it does Deke.  But an old biddy
with big tits.  How big, bitch?"
   The woman moaned and cried, but remained quiet.
   Sid sighed, then cupped a right breast squeezing it hard, and distorting
her breast out of shape so that the woman winced, then pulled towards the
hand trying to relieve the pressure.  "I asked you a question, bitch,
answer it!" "Ouch!  All right, all right!  I we-wear a size thirty eight
triple `D' cup bra." "Told ya there were `D's' Sid," said Cass.  "Triples,
eh?" said Deke.  "Now that is pretty big, bitch.  Ok, let's see what you
look like without the robe, bitch.  Deke, let her go."
   Deke released her arms, as the woman stood there hesitated, then took a
deep breath and shrugged off the robe to stand in three inch shoes nude in
front of the three rapist punks.
   After looking at her nudity from every possible angle, Sid said, "Cass
take her in the bath room and shave her pub, I want to see some pussy
lips."
   As Cass came forward and half shoved the woman in the bath room he said,
"Can I sample her well too?" "Sure, just leave the door open so we can
watch." "Al-l-l ri-i-ight!" said Cass.
   The woman sobbed as she was forced to lay on the floor.  Using shaving
cream, and a razor the punk named Cass shaved her crotch smooth.  She
tensed during the humiliation because a slight slip on the part of the punk
could cause her terrible harm.  Finally he finished, and then used a cool
cloth to wipe her crotch clean.  Then he unzipped his fly, while she
continue to lay on the cold ceramic tile, looking up at him.  He dropped
his pants, and his underwear.  The woman sobbed as he forced himself
between her legs.  She screamed as he penetrated her.  He didn't give her a
lot of time.  He mauled her breasts, and he used his erecton like a weapon
raping the woman.  As he pumped in and out of her bruised pussy he told her
she was the first woman he'd had over forty, and the first one with triple
D tits.  He mauled her breasts, making her feel cheap as she sobbed.  The
punk did all of this in full view of the others.  He came quickly.  He
withdrew, and humiliated her even more by cleaning her pussy with a damp
towel.
   Then dragging the screaming woman out of the bathroom by her hair, she
was positioned on her knees in front of her husband.  Deke revived her
husband by splashing a bowl of water in his face.  Deke then raped the wife
of the man in her asshole in front of him.  While the man struggled, and
tore uselessly at his ropes he watched while the big twnety six year old
Deke raped his wife.  Deke taunted her husband while he slammed in and out
of her tiny butt hole, telling her husband he must have had a small dick
for her to be so tight in the ass.  She started to scream, and her screams
quickly died to a slow moan that went up in pitch on every deep thrust Deke
took.  Deke took his time, enjoying the feeling of power as he raped the
older woman's ass hole in front of her husband.  When Deke came he pulled
his erection out, and forced her husband to look as he shot his wad of goo
all over her back, and naked upturned ass.
   Deke stood up, then reached down and grabbed the older woman by her hair
dragging her to her feet.  He shoved her to Sid, and said, "She's got one
helluvah tight ass, but it's a little looser now, Sid."
   As she was shoved in Sid's direction her big breasts bounced.  Sid
grabbed her by the hair and yanked her over to one side, away from where
the other two had been around her tied husband.  He forced a kiss on the
sobbing woman's lips.  Then grabbing her by her right breast, and using her
big breast more like a handle than anything else he dragged her over to in
front of her husband.  He kissed the nude woman again in front of her
husband, fingering a swollen nipple.  He pulled away as she half sobbed,
and said, "You know she's got quite a mouth.  Kisses pretty good, but fuck
me!  I didn't like what she had to say back at the store."
   He looked down at her husband and back handed him the same way her
husband had done to him in the store.  Then lifting her left tit, he
squeezed it until the wife of the husband moaned and leaned to her left
trying to ease the pressure he was putting on her tit.  He let go, and
said, "She should have let me feel this up.  But no, she had to make a big
deal out of it.  Yell her head off about being `molested'.  Well guess
what, asshole?  Now you're gonnah see your old lady suck my dick!"
   He forced the woman to her knees by putting his hands on her shoulders.
Once she was kneeling in front of him he unzipped his fly and withdrew an
erect organ.  The kid named Sid shoved his erection in the older woman's
face, and she turned her head.  He then slapped her and bent over to
whisper in her ear, "You better give me the best fuckin' cock sucking you
know how or I will get it from your kid, understand?"
   The woman moaned, and nodded.
   The kld named Sid stepped back and then said, "Cass hold her old man's
head back, I want him to watch while I fill his wife's mouth with my cock."
   He back four feet away from where she was kneeling, so that he was to
the left of her tied, and gagged husband.  "Hold them big jugs up bitch,
and come over here on your fuckin knees, and tell me and your old man what
you want to do."
   The woman half sobbed but she cupped and lifted both breasts, then
waddled back and forth on her knees until she was in front of the rapiest
holding his erection out in front of himself.  When her head was inches
from his erection she looked up into the punks face and said, "I want to
suck your cock." "Don't tell me bitch!  Tell your old man!"
   She cried, and looked into her husbands face then, head turned slightly
upwards, "I ...  want to suck his cock."
   The rapiest kid stepped forward then and shoved his erection between her
lips.  "C'mon bitch, you can do better than that!  Lick it, yeah, yeah like
that.  Say, she sucks pretty good for an old bitch," he said looking over
at her struggling husband who was watching as his wife licked and made
slurping, popping noises as she sucked on the kid's erect organ in her
mouth.  "You know asshole," he said looking over at her husband while she
kept his organ in her mouth and licked it, "I think your wife wants to take
more of my cock.  That right there Miss Big Tits you wannah suck more of my
cock?"
   Sara nodded, and was slapped against the side of her head after she
moved her head up and down his penis bobbing in her mouth.  "Say it, bitch,
around my cock.  Say you wannah take it all down your mouth and throat."
   Sara openly cried as she whimpered and mouthed the words around his
organ.  It was just barely intelligent enough as she said,
"ah...uugh...wannah...uck our ock un mah oat!"
   She took more of his length.  Not all of it, she couldn't force her
throat muscles to relax enough to get the punks penis down her throat while
looking up at his face, and her husbands.  Finally, though, after six or
seven gagging thrusts, she could no longer see either of their faces, his
crotch hairs were tickling her nostrils.  He was all of six or seven inches
in erection and half of it was down her throat!
   From above she heard him say, "Feels good, maybe after some more
practice you won't gag as much.  Now show your old hubby here what a real
cock sucking slut you are bitch, pull back, yeah now move your head back
and forth, not too bad for an old bitch, not too bad at all.  C'mon cunt,
you were good at using you mouth at the store, suck it, lets hear some good
suction on my cock, c'mon!"
   Sara moved her head back and forth applying a little more suction each
time, her mouth making slurping, popping sounds over the erect penis in her
mouth until she felt him get harder.  "I'm just about there, slut.  You
make sure you hold as much of my cum in your mouth as you can.  You swallow
it, and we'll have to do this again!" "Fuckin' damn is this ever hot," said
Cass holding her husbands' head up by his hair, as she slurped and sucked
on the young hoodlem next to where her husband was sitting holding her big
boobs up for all to see.
   At first she thought she might have had some kind of a stroke.  There
was a brilliant flash of light in the room.  As her vision cleared she saw
that Deke had used a polaroid camera to take a picture of the scene. 
Another followed, and as Sid climax, another.  She tried desperately to
hold all of his sperm in her mouth and not swallow it, but the punk had a
lot of cum.  Some of it oozed out of the sides of her lips as she kept her
mouth wrapped around his hard length.  Another flash.  Finally the rapiest
was done using her mouth and he pulled out.  "Open wide, slut.  Show hubby,
and the rest of us what a man's cum looks like in your cock sucking mouth!"
   She was near tears as she opened her mouth.  Two more flashes, as she
displayed the cum laying on her tongue to Sid and her husband.  "Swallow
it."
   She cried then, closed her mouth and eyes, and swallowed his cum. 
"Deke, escort the slut over to the bathroom, and let her get washed up. 
Make sure you lather her down though," said Sid.  "Yeah, will do, what you
gonnah do?" "Me an Cass are gonnah make sure her hubby don't get some funny
idea's.  When we come back we'll have ourselves a little party." "Sure Sid,
sure," said Deke, grabbing her by her hair, and making Sara cry as she was
jerked to her feet.  "Comeon doll lets go get you washed up," said the Deke
the oldest of the three hoodlums.
   Sara was escorted to the shower.  Deke did exactly what he was told, and
made sure she was soaped up real good, and he felt her body up in the
process before he let her rinse.  Then he pulled her out, and wiped her
down.  Then he had her put some make up on.  She nervously, and nakedly
applied lip stick, and eye shadow.  While she was doing this in front of
the mirror, Deke surveyed her from the rear.  When she had completed it,
Deke said, "Ain't heavy enough, put more on."
   She doubled the application, to the punks satisfaction.  She was then
escorted out into the room where Sid and Cass had been busy cutting holes
in her undergarments.  There was a skirt suit that she had planned to use
as an evening dress up for a trip to town later laying out.  A deep
cleavage black bra, garter belt, and nude tint hose.  She looked at the
clothes, and Sid said, "Come on bitch, get dressed."
   She wondered about this.  But it was clothes.  She didn't protest.  She
got dressed silently in front of the three rapist.
   When she was completely dressed they turned on a radio, and told her to
dance in front of them.  Then she was forced into doing a strip tease. 
After the strip tease Sid introduced her to jug fucking.
   She lay on the couch while the naked punk teenager positioned himself
over her chest.  He pushed a pillow under her head, and held her tits
together while he stroked his erection between her twin globes for a good
fifteen minutes.  Then he forced himself into her mouth while he was
stroking her through the cleavage of her tits.
   Sara was passive.  She was being raped but too much depended on her
being unwilling.  She went along with the debasement, and humiliation.  The
worst of it for her was having sex with Sid, as he called her every name
she'd ever heard of, and some she hadn't, while his friends watched.  Then
Cass and Deke took turns alternating between shoving their cocks down her
mouth and fucking her pussy.  She was so numb to the hours of continuous
forced sex that she barely remembered being dragged into the bedroom and
tied down spread eagle.  She was awakened after dark to more forced sex
from Cass and Deke who seemed to be more sex machines than anything she had
ever experienced.  It was nearing the end of the evening and approaching
the midnight hour when Sid paid his final visit, and final humilation to
her.  He inserted a device in her.  Her pussy was sore for the continuous
sex, but she still had enough energy left to groan as she felt the alien
insertion of the big vibrator in both of her holes.  Worse there was a nub
on the vibrator inserted in her pussy and that nub rubbed her clitoris. 
When the vibrator was turned on, she felt an immediate response.  It wasn't
a welcome response, but it was a sexual one.  Then she was left alone with
the torment of the damn vibrator.  She slept, fitfully, but she slept.  In
the early morning hours, before sunrise she awoke.  The vibrator had been
running the entire time.  She had what she would have called a sex dream,
but it was a kind of gently sex.  When she came out of her deep slumber she
awoke to more passion than she had felt in months.  She tore uselessly at
her bindings in an effort to get at her crotch and release herself. 
Instead she went through wave after wave of turn on, until gasping she lay
there, and began to rotate her hips in an effort to relieve her sexual
frustration.  Instead of making her situation better, it was worsened by
her pelvic rotation.  Now she was really turned on and there was no
satisfaction! 
  
Nror