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# The Breaking of Dawn

## by:Cougar

Summer is always a fun time. Women dress sexier, with shorts, short skirts and dresses. No jackets, usually, which means I can spot the women who have small breasts. Yeah, I'm funny that way. Big breasts turn me off and small ones turn me on. Live with it, I've had to.
Well, there was this one chick, Dawn. She may not be a poster girl, but she does have small breasts and she lives near my building, so I get to see her often. She didn't seem to see me keeping tabs on her, either. I'd followed her to her place and even knew which apartment she lived in.
I'd watched her cute baby-face and small tits all summer long, imagining what she would feel like in my arms. So why didn't I ask for a date? Well, guys that look like me aren't exactly the movie-star looking dudes who have an easy time with that. When you reach 6'6" at age 15 you sort of feel odd as an adolescent. Being overweight and having nicknames in High School like "Bull" and "Big Foot" don't help any. So I'm shy, got it?
In my little scouting expeditions of Dawn's place I discovered that she left her windows up when she went to work. That's just about a necessity unless you want to come home to an oven or have heavy-duty air conditioning. Nothing but a screen separated her apartment from the fire escape.
So, I think...why not? I want her and she doesn't have a guy or a girl. Yeah, she might even get into it, especially once she's had my big cock in her.
So one afternoon I get on some coveralls and a tool belt to make me look like your average building maintenance or repair guy. I pull on a ball cap to hide my features a bit with my long hair up under the cap.
I get to her building and go up the fire escape, pull out a screwdriver and have the screen popped in from her window in seconds flat. The opposite building had no windows looking over this side and no one was screaming from any of the other apartments about my entering this way.
Once inside I put the screen back real neatly. I take a look around. Your average single woman's apartment with cute knick-knacks, a plant that might could use some better care, copies of women's magazines on the coffee table.
I head for the bedroom. Naughty-naughty. Dawn doesn't make up her bed before going to work. A small double with rumpled sheets and pillows piled for just one head. Her closet doors are closed so I take a look in there.
Just your standard array of women's clothes on hangers and shoes on the floor. I push some of the clothes and shoes to the side to make room for someone of my bulk in the closet then check her dresser.
I locate her lingerie in the top drawer. Nylons and bras and panties and a slip or two. Nothing risquÈ. I grab a couple of the nylons for my own use later on and stuff them into the tool belt.
I check my watch and see that she is due in a few minutes. I take a look around, make sure I've not done anything to leave a warning and then hide in the closet.
I don't have long to wait. Dawn is pretty predictable. I hear her come in, putting stuff away in the kitchenette. Then I hear her steps entering the bedroom.
I make my move, catching her completely by surprise as I open the closet door and leap at her.
Now, imagine you are in your home and suddenly something the relative size of your refrigerator comes at you from out of your very own closet. You freeze or you run. Dawn froze.
I was on her before she could recover and get to the run stage. I aimed a single, hard slap at her face. It knocked her over and she tumbled onto the unmade bed. I dived down on top of her.
She fell face up, so I came down on top of her, knocking some of the wind from her.
"What are you doing! Who are you!" she said, when she could get her breath.
By this time I had her wrists in front of her and one of her nylons wrapped around them. I didn't say anything right away, looking to finish the knot to hold her wrists together.
"Let me go!"
"Oh, I might, if you are any good. Otherwise, teacher will have to keep his little girl after class for tutoring!" I chuckled.
"I'll scream!"
I put my huge hand to her little, baby doll chin, holding it to make her look into my eyes.
"You probably will scream, from pleasure, slut." Hey, this town isn't known for helping people in trouble. If she got too loud I could always slap her some more.
"Please, don't do this to me." She said, starting to look scared.
"Little darlin', I got a big load of come built up in my balls and I'm gonna let you have it in any way I want to. Now, you be a good girl and I'll make sure you enjoy it, too." I said to her.
She had to try and fight. Well, there isn't a lot she could do that I couldn't counter. She tried to get off the bed, but I grabbed her shoulders and slammed her body back down. She tried to twist away, so I grabbed her blouse by the front and ripped the buttons clean off of it.
The fight was actually making me hotter, as was the size of her small breasts under her bra. I decided I wanted to see them, NOW.
I grabbed her bra and pulled. Elastic is tough, but I have the strength to do nearly anything I want, so the material started giving way, spilling her breasts out for my view.
"Yeah, baby, tiny tits, just like I love!"
"Please, mister, don't hurt me....." she was beginning to get worried. That was a good sign.
"I'll do whatever I please. All you have to do, little Dawn, is make not hurting you my pleasure." I said, rubbing my huge hands over her breasts and nipples. They were beginning to get hard, which could have been fear or it could have been...pleasure.
"Don't, please!"
I took her nipples in my fingers and put a little pressure on them. Not enough to hurt a lot, but enough to let her know I could make them hurt a lot.
"That's not what I want to hear, Dawn. I want to hear you beg me to suck on them."
"No, OH!" She had started to tell me no, but that isn't what I want to hear. I applied pressure to both nipples, still not more than a hint of what I could be doing, but enough to get her attention.
"Say 'please suck my little titties, sir'" I prompted.
"Please suck on my little tittles,...sir!" She said, getting it right this time.
Reluctantly, I let her nipples go so my mouth could have some fun, now that it had been invited. I pulled her bound wrists over her head and placed my bearded mouth over her left nipple, sucking and licking like a starving man on ice cream.
I sucked that nipple until it was totally hard, then bent to her right nipple, teasing it with the edges of my teeth. She wasn't silent during this, making small noises of protest that actually were making my cock harder inside the coveralls.
I rubbed the bulge of my cock against her hips, letting her get a feel for the size of it. She began to cry a little, knowing for sure what was coming.
As much as I love small breasts for looking and for feeling and for sucking, they just aren't pussy, so my cock was calling for some attention. I hadn't worn underwear so it was fully extended down the left leg of the coveralls and demanding some freedom of exploration action.
I took the other nylon from the belt and tied her already bound wrists to the headboard of her own bed. I stood beside the bed and took off the tool belt and unzipped the coveralls.
She could see all of fat, hairy me, right down to a nine-inch long, thick cock. I gave my old friend a stroke or two as I looked at her getting a look at me. A drop of pre-cum leaked from the head of my cock and I wiped it off with a finger tip and brought it to her lips.
Dawn turned her head away. I grabbed her chin again with the other hand and pulled it back to make her look at me, then I rubbed the pre-cum coated fingertip over her lips.
"A whole lot more where that came from, little slut."
"I am not a slut!" she said, the words like she were spitting on me.
"You will be if you don't want to be hurt." I said, taking a pair of paramedic shears from the tool belt. I used those to cut her skirt from hem to waist. Another fun thing about summer is fewer women wear pantyhose, as Dawn had on only a pair of white panties under the skirt.
"Spread your legs." I ordered. Whether she was thinking about still fighting or just slow, I don't know, but she didn't follow through right away.
I grabbed her knees and yanked her legs wide, kneeling on the bed between them. I then put two fingers right on her pussy through the panties.
"No!" She cried.
"Yes...Yes....Yes!" I replied.
I started rubbing her pussy through the panties, pushing firmly on the lips, moving up to caress where her clit would be hidden in their folds. I brought the shears back into play and cut the panties on each side of the crotch, then pulled the useless bit of material away.
Dawn's pussy was now bare to my cock and me. It was almost as cute as her small tits.
I grabbed her ankles and bent her legs back towards her chest, then crept forward till my cock lay on top of her exposed pussy lips.
Oh, the feeling of her warm flesh against the underside of my hard cock was so good! I thrust my hips forward, rubbing the length of my shaft over her pussy lips, letting her feel what would soon be sliding deep into her.
"Please..." she started to say something.
"You had better be begging me to fuck you hard, slut." I interrupted her, reminding her who was in control.
"P-please...fuck me...hard, oh, god!" Tears were falling from her eyes.
I pulled back so that my cock nestled at the entrance to her pussy.
"You want it, slut, beg me for it again."
"Please fuck me hard!"
I gave her what she asked for. God, she was tight and not very wet, yet. I felt my cock being pressed between my body and hers, but it couldn't go into mine so it slowly pushed into her. The friction of her pussy as the big head of my cock spread and shouldered its way into her hurt me a little, but it hurt her even more.
She was crying, both from the shame and the pain of my raping her little cunt. I wasn't even half way in, though, so I shoved again, harder.
The deeper I drove the wetter she was, so I kept going into her. The warmth of her cunt was all around my cock, making it throb, wanting more. Her muscles tightened around it, too, grasping at this invader into her intimate treasure.
"That's good, little slut. Your pussy feels so good, Dawn!"
"Oh, god it hurts!" she sobbed.
"Yes it hurts, Dawn. It's the pain a little slut pussy needs, doesn't it? You want this pain in your pussy!"
"No!"
"Beg me to fuck you harder, slut, beg me to fill your pussy with hot come!"
I guess she hoped that complying would mean me letting her go sooner. Or maybe she just wanted to say it.
"Please, fuck me harder! Hurt me, fill me with hot come!"
Whatever her motivation, her words combined with the feel of her hot cunt muscles milking me were driving my cock crazy.
"I'm going to come inside you, slut, take it, take it all!" I drove deep, feeling the come boiling up through my cock and shooting inside her, making her feel more slippery inside.
I groaned, then ground my hips against her, seeking to fill every inch of her with myself.
I rested for a moment, allowing my own orgasm to subside. Then pumped her a little more with my cock as my first erection subsided.
"That was a good start, slut. Now I'll make you feel good till I'm ready to take you again."
With that said, I dipped my fingers into her sperm filled pussy and got a big glob of my own cock juice on my fingers. I rubbed this over her tiny breasts, again entranced by their small size. I paid special attention to rubbing the slick, thick come over her nipples, rolling them between my fingers.
"You don't have to do this, please leave!" she started to beg.
"No, I don't have to, little Dawn-slut, but I want to. I know that I have several more loads of come to fill your body with."
"My boyfriend will be here in a few minutes!" She said, hoping I was ignorant of the facts.
"You don't have a boyfriend. No one visits you at night and you don't go out much." I let her know that I knew her routine. I knew I had until the next morning before anyone would even know she wasn't going to be at work, not if I had my way.
"I can change all that for you." I said.
"What do you mean?" She said, fear in her voice.
"I can make it so that you have a steady stream of hot and horny men here to take advantage of your oh, so cute body. Day and night!"
"No!"
I plunged two fingers into her tight pussy, deep. It was still over-flowing with my first load of thick come. I moved them in and out, slowly, letting the feeling sink into her, letting her body override her mind for a time.
"Ah, little slut, but men love women who look like little girls. Didn't you know that? They especially love it when the little girl woman says 'No!' but is really getting off on it. Just like your own pussy got wet when I started fucking your tight pussy!" I said, letting my thumb start rubbing her clit in time to my finger-thrusts.
"No! Please, stop this!"
"I'll stop finger-fucking you when I feel like it. Like when I want to fuck your mouth or ass."
She didn't want it to happen, but it started to, anyway. Her hips started to move with my thrusts. Her body was reacting.
"Ever had a man in your asshole, slut?"
"NO!" she said a horrified look on her face.
"You will, tonight. How about a man shooting come in your throat? Ever tasted come?"
"NO!"
I pulled my sperm covered fingers from her dripping box and brought them to her mouth. She turned her head to the side. Not smart. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back to face me.
"Lick my fingers, or I can start making you feel an awful lot of pain, slut!"
Her eyes held a look in the middle of fear, revulsion and something else. She put her tongue out and licked up a tiny taste of the come from my fingers. I watched her pull her tongue back in and waited for her to swallow.
"More." I ordered, still holding her to face me.
Again, she put out her tongue, this time she licked up a big glob of mixed sperm and pussy juice and brought it back into her mouth. This time, I saw some of the revulsion leave her eyes and the fear and the other look took over.
"Open your mouth."
She opened her mouth a little, and this time I pushed my fingers in.
"Clean them."
Her mouth started sucking and her tongue went to work. I thought to myself that her cupie-doll mouth would make a tight fit, but that tongue would make it worth it. I moved my fingers in and out slowly while she sucked, finger-fucking her mouth.
The look of fear remained, making her baby-doll face all the cuter, while I realized that the other look that was warring with the fear was arousal. It increased while she was being mouth-fucked with my fingers.
"You suck just fine, little slut. I'd love to see you suck and fuck several guys at once. You'd enjoy it, too, no matter what you say now. You love hard cock in that pussy, especially if it's forced in."
The look of fear was coming back, but the arousal was winning out. I pulled my fingers from her mouth and pushed them back into her pussy. It was wetter than before! I slow-pumped her, my thumb once more rubbing her clit. She closed her eyes and let out something between a sob and a moan of pleasure.
"There, now, you are beginning to feel it, ain't ya? Feeling how good it can be to be a slut."
I untied the nylon holding her to the headboard and took my fingers from within her. I pulled her by her bound hands off of the bed, to stand beside it.
"Kneel."
She looked like she knew what to expect, kneeling there in front of my naked body. I took her by the hair at the back of her head and began to rub my cock over her lips. They opened without further orders and my cock went into her mouth.
I was soft, but her mouth was changing all of that, rapidly. She sucked and licked that cock like she was born to do it. I pulled her head back, till just the tip of it was in her mouth. She looked up at me, questioningly. God, what a sight! Her cute face with my cock poised right there in her mouth! I had to get a picture of this!
I picked up the phone at her bedside and dialed a number from memory, pushing her mouth down over my hardening cock.
"Hello, let me speak to Jerry. Yeah, Jerry, it's Chris. I have something I need your help with. Yes, your talents in the dark room and also your camera. In it for you? Why, just a lot of the sort of images you love, plus the use of the one you will be taking pictures of."
Dawn heard this and started to say something or cry out. I pushed her head down over my cock, enjoying the feel of her voice trying to get out around my cock. I grinned down at her, where she was looking up at me again.
"Oh, she's a hot one, Jerry. She wants to do both of us at once! Okay, seven will be fine. Here's the address..." I gave him Dawn's address, then hung up. My cock was rock hard again.
I pulled it from Dawn's mouth and then made her stand up again with my grip on her hair. This time I wanted to watch her ass as I fucked her from behind. I made her kneel on the bed and bend over.
"Spread your legs, slut."
"Who is that you told to come here?" She asked. I slapped her ass once, then pushed her thighs apart.
"Just someone who will enjoy you," I said, pushing my hard cock back into her pussy, "who will enjoy you as much as I am!"
She groaned as my cock again was thrust hard within her already come-filled wet cunt. Her ass was a bit larger than her tits and face would make you think, but that's okay by me. I put my thumb to her asshole and started rubbing it, pushing gently.
"Oh, god, no, not in there!"
"Yes, in there, and anywhere else I want to put my fingers or my cock, slut. And you'll do the same for Jerry, too!"
"Let me go, please!"
"That's not what a slut like you should beg for. Beg me to fuck you harder. Beg me to fuck your pussy, your ass, and your mouth. Beg me to let Jerry fuck you!"
"Oh, god..."
I thrust hard against her, my cock feeling her muscles working around it, feeling her rocking back to meet me. Yeah, right, this bitch didn't want me! She was a hot fuck who just liked to be taken by force. That's okay by me.
"Say it!"
"Fuck me."
"Again, beg for it, slut!"
"Fuck me!" She said, more loudly, with more conviction.
"Fuck you gentle, with a half-limp dick or hard, slut? How do you need to be fucked?"
"Fuck me hard! Oh, GOD!"
I may not have a busy social life, but I've felt a slut come on my cock before. The muscles all tighten down, making it difficult to slide in and out and Dawn's pussy had a wrestler's grip on mine. I shoved all the harder, forcing my cock in as deep as I could get into her tight box. The little slut was coming from getting raped and I loved being the one raping her!
"That's a good little rape-whore, coming hard on a cock shoved deep into your pussy!"
Dawn was silently sobbing, both in release and in humiliation, knowing the truth of my words. I wasn't done, yet and it being my second erection in less than an hour, I knew I wasn't very close to coming yet.
I grabbed her hips, pounding her ass with my hips, driving deep on every thrust, trying to make my cock hurt her and pleasure her in every thrust. Her pussy was extra wet now, and had gone back to milking my cock for her own pleasure.
"Oh, god it hurts!" She cried out.
"Yes, it hurts, slut. It hurts so good, doesn't it? You love being hurt-fucked, don't you? A great big, hard cock is ramming your tight, sweet pussy. Not taking no for an answer. Making you hurt as it tears into your cunt." I said, reaching around her hips, my fingers finding her clit. It was hard, already.
"No, please! I..." She realized what I was going to do. I was going to make her come again.
"It isn't your choice, slut. It is MINE. I can do anything I want with you, including making you come like the little hot whore you really are!"
Her reply was a groan of pleasure. Her hips were now hammering back at me. She wanted to come, no matter what her mouth was saying. I was doing the cunt a favor by raping her, letting her know what real pleasure is.
"You are going to be my cock-slave, aren't you? You are going to do whatever I tell you, fuck anyone I tell you to. You are going to take cock in every hole and come on them all. You are my slut-slave!"
Dawn came again, her cunt clamping harder still on my cock, my fingers strumming her clit. I couldn't take holding back by this point.
"I'm coming in you again, slut. Your rapist is filling your hot, wet, tight pussy with his dirty come! Take it, slut!"
She screamed in her orgasm. A mix of shame, humiliation and total, absolute ecstasy.
The come boiled down my shaft, filling her already come filled box as I rammed down into her a final time, grinding my hips against her ass. God, it was good to be fucking this one!
We collapsed together on the bed, my cock still inside her tight pussy. I rolled to the side, letting my erection subside slowly inside of her. We were in the classic "spoon" position of lovers cuddling. I thought about treating Dawn that way, for a moment.
I wasn't going to do that, though. Dawn had come twice from being raped, from being forced. I was on to a great thing here. Why fuck it up by trying to make love? If rape turned her on, rape is what I'd give her. I knew it turned me on, too.
I got up from the bed and pulled her up, then took a knife from my tool belt and cut the nylons.
"Please, just go now." Dawn said. The look in her eyes told me that she feared that I would follow through and also feared that I would stay. A true puzzle, my little Dawn, but I wasn't going to let that stop me.
"No way, babe, I promised Jerry he'd have some of that fine pussy of yours. Now, let's just go on in the bathroom and get all nice and clean for him, shall we?"
Dawn started to object, but I raised my hand, preparing to backhand her, which stopped that idea cold. She led the way into the bathroom where I helped her finish getting rid of the shreds of clothing. I turned the shower on hot, like I like it, and had her get in with me.
She tried to modestly cover herself as I rubbed the lather from the soap on her body. Modesty after being raped? This slut was a real treat!
I made her lean against the rear wall of the shower while I rub the lather over her body. I paid particular attention to those beautifully small breasts, then soaped up my fingers to thoroughly wash her tight, but now sore pussy. I could feel a wetness inside her that had nothing to do with the two loads of semen I'd put in her, nor with the shower. I got my hands extra soapy, rubbing two of my soap-lubricated fingers up and down over her clit while two others delved into the crack of her ass.
"Oh!" Dawn groaned, getting into the sensation of my fingers rubbing her clit.
"That's right, babe, you just get all nice and turned on by having your rapist wash your pussy!" I told her, while letting the other hand's soapy fingers caress her tight asshole.
"No!" Dawn said, catching on to what my fingers were doing to her back there.
"It's not your choice, little slut. I am in control. It's my right to do whatever I want with you. If I want a finger or two in your ass, your only choice is to enjoy it. You don't even get to hate it all the way." I emphasized this point by rubbing her clit more firmly with the soapy hand.
I pushed a finger up into her anal passage. It was made her tight pussy look loose. I slid the tip of the finger inside, rotating it slowly, letting her get used to feeling it there.
"No, please, take it out!"
"Little Dawn-slut's ass is mine. Her pussy is mine. Her tits are mine. All of you is mine!" I said, thrusting the finger up one knuckle.
Dawn let out a short squeal. I sped up the speed of my fingers on her clit.
"I'll take it out when you come, slut. You beg me to fuck you with that finger and you come from it, then I'll take it out. Got it?" I offered to her. She could be in Purgatory or Hell, and I was giving her the choice of which.
"Oh, god, please!"
"Please, what, slut? Please fuck your ass with my finger so that you can come?"
"Oh!..." Dawn's voice was changing pitch from someone squealing like a stuck Ned Beatty to a woman enjoying the pleasures of being forced. "Yes..."
"Yes, what, Dawn-slut? Tell me!" I put the point to my words by forcing more of my finger up her tight ass.
"F...fuck my ass so I can come...oh, god!" She said, meekly begging me to do what I wanted to do anyway. The last part was from her feeling my finger slide back out a little, then jam upward. The two fingers that had been rubbing her clit had also started fucking her tight pussy, letting my thumb rub her clit.
Dawn actually pushed her ass back at me, taking my finger driving into her. She moaned, low, almost growling as she rose up on those wings of pleasure-pain from having her ass violated, of having to suffer the humiliation of being made to ask for something she'd never have asked a lover for.
"Good girl, Dawn, good girl. Now ride those fingers, on up and up. You can come again, can't you? I know you can come for me. You just want me to force you to be the slut you really are."
"Yes!" She cried through clenched teeth, biting back at the pain, near to screaming her pleasure.
"Come for your rapist-master, slut! COME!"
Dawn came, alright. Hard. Her knees buckled from the force of her orgasm. Luckily my arms were already around her, so I could take her weight in them.
"Good little slut. Good girl. You did very good coming for me, little one." I crooned to her as she slowly recovered.
I turned back to the water that had been constantly streaming down my back. I rinsed the soap from her body and then let her scrub her own face, removing the makeup she'd worn to work that day. I then took her out of the shower and toweled her down.
Returning to the bedroom with my captive in tow I pulled on my coveralls again. I wanted her to dress special for Jerry, who would be arriving in less than half an hour.
I had her start with her skirts. I made her pull out a number of skirts before I spotted one that I knew Jerry would get a kick out of. Then to blouses, which was somewhat easier. Then I had her pick out a set of bra and panties. Finally, I had her go through the socks she owned, and the shoes. When all were chosen, I gave her directions on how to dress in the items I had picked out.
Jerry arrived right on time. His knock was answered by me, opening the door to reveal a fellow who looked like a heavier version of the guy who plays Skinner on the X-files. Jerry is a little shorter than me, but weighs nearly the same. His hair started leaving him in his twenties and now he had nothing at all on top, just a fringe around the sides. The wire-rimmed glasses added to his resemblance to the fictional FBI director.
"So, where is the surprise, guy?" he asked, after I'd closed the door behind him. I waited for him to set down the two bags of equipment he'd brought before I called for Dawn.
"Okay, little girl, come on out and meet Mr. Nasty!"
"Mr. Nasty?" Jerry asked, grinning at me.
Dawn came out of the bedroom hesitantly. In putting on the clothing I had picked out she'd gotten an inkling of what Jerry liked. It's what I liked, too, truth be told.
Dawn wore a plaid skirt and white blouse. I'd had her fold the waist of the skirt way up before tucking the shirt in. What had been a modest, knee-length skirt now was up past Dawn's mid-thigh. The blouse was the standard, conservative white one, buttoned up modestly. Since she didn't have much on top, having it buttoned up actually emphasized her demure assets better than having it unbuttoned suggestively. On her feet were knee socks and tennis shoes. In her arms was a teddy bear I'd spotted on the top shelf of the closet in which I'd hid earlier.
In short, Dawn was dressed to look like a little schoolgirl, as closely as her wardrobe allowed. Not just like one, but more like a pervert's wet dream of one.
"Oh, man, I gotta get a picture of this!" Jerry said, ripping into one of his bags for his 35mm camera. In no time he had it out and was shooting Dawn from every angle, multiple frames.
"Please, don't take pictures!" Dawn said, her eyes pleading with me.
"We will do whatever we want, slut." I said, taking a seat to enjoy the show. I could see Dawn trembling, watching Jerry out of the corner of her eye, afraid to look into the camera, hoping it would just go away.
"Put your thumb in your mouth, little Dawn." I suggested. Jerry was so absorbed in capturing her from every angle he wouldn't have cared if she didn't move for an hour or more. But I know Jerry's tastes, and my own. And I knew how humiliation turned Dawn on, against her will. I had been nice to her, now it was time to get nasty again.
"No, please...don't make me..." Dawn pleaded, her thighs tightening together as she stood there, begging me not to make her take action towards her own humiliation. She may not like it, but her pussy would.
"Now, I thought we'd covered this before. I'll explain it again. I can ask you nicely to do things, or I can get rough with you. Jerry won't mind, either way. In fact, he might even enjoy seeing me rip your uniform off and slap you silly." I said, glancing at Jerry. He shot me a big, shit-eating grin. Damn straight he'd like it.
Tears welling up in her eyes, Dawn brought the thumb of her free hand up to her lips, opened them and put it inside. She then closed them, leaving a sight right out of a dirty-old man's wet dream looking at us. Fear, uncertainty and forced arousal on her face, her thumb in her mouth, the lips of which form a cute bow around the digit.
"OH! MAN!" Jerry was going into a frenzied ecstasy of shooting images of Dawn with her thumb in her mouth. Shortly, his camera ran dry of film and he popped in a fresh roll, glancing at me to nod, signaling that I could have her change her pose.
"Now, put down your teddy bear and raise the front of your skirt." I ordered our little rape-toy.
"NO! I don't care what you do!" Dawn said, pulling her thumb from her mouth. She was closer to the front door than she'd been at any time in our previous mattress tango, and I saw her glance at it. She bolted for the door.
I'd put the locks and chain on after letting Jerry in, expecting something like this. I had her by her black hair before she got even one of the two locks unbolted. I pulled her away from the door by her hair. I drew back one of my huge hands and slapped her full across the face. The camera's whirring told me Jerry was catching all of this for posterity.
I got behind Dawn as she staggered from the slap. Jerry came around in front of her. We'd not worked together before, but he was filling his role in this dance as if we'd choreographed it.
I gripped the front of her blouse in both hands, one on each side of the buttoned closure. I pulled, ripping her blouse open, popping off the buttons. I saw one bounce off Jerry's shiny, bald head but like a real trooper he didn't flinch.
"Fan-fucking-tastic!" Jerry howled from behind his camera as my ripping revealed to his lens Dawn's small, bra-clad tits. Jerry would no more touch an underage girl than I would, but we both love women who look like girls. His cock would be as stiff as his lens in a little bit of watching me with Dawn.
I pulled the shredded blouse down to pinion Dawn's arms behind her. I got in close behind her and pulled her head up, directing her face at the camera, hoping Jerry would catch the look of fear in her eyes.
My other hand reached from the cups of the white bra which stood out against her caramel colored skin. I pulled the bra-cup down, exposing her dark nipple for the camera. I grasped the other cup and also pulled it down.
"Please, no! No! No!" Dawn cried, her tears now dripping across those pert little buds on her chest.
"You didn't behave like a good little girl, Dawnie, so now you get punished!" I said, letting go of her hair to lower my other hand to the hem of her shortened skirt. My hand at her breasts were mauling her nipples freely, causing some pain, although I was not as forceful as I could become.
I lifted her skirt's hem, exposing the front of her white panties, provoking another "Oh, MAN!" from Jerry. It wasn't until I grabbed the crotch of those panties that I knew why.
Dawn's panties were wet! Right there, I could feel her juices had flooded her white panties. I now knew why she had balked over raising the skirt herself. I was sure that Jerry had caught the contrast, showing the darkened material being wet against the plain white panties and her flesh.
"Spread your legs, little slut-girl!" I barked in her ear. I tightened my grip on her nipple to give her a reason to follow through this time. I held the skirt's hem to her waist as she slowly complied.
Jerry was getting quite a view, where he knelt on the floor, shooting the length of her spread legs, from her sneakers and white knee socks to her exposed, damp panties.
"She is so fucking WET!" murmured Jerry, still shooting.
"Yes, you are, little Dawnie-slut! You are getting off on being photographed by Jerry's camera, aren't you?"
"NO!"
"Then how do you explain how wet your little girl panties are, hmmm?"
Dawn kept her head down and stayed silent to my question. I stroked her panties' wet spot for one more click of the camera, and during the short interval while Jerry put in another roll of film. When he aimed again, I had found her clit, hard again, and was rubbing it through her damp underwear.
I lowered my hand, pushing the damp material between her labia, revealing a little of her dark pubic hair for Jerry's lens. In my arms, Dawn moaned at the feeling of my fingers pushing inside her.
I reached for her shoulders and pulled her around, her back to where Jerry knelt. I pulled up her skirt in back , exposing the back of her panties to the camera before pulling these up, forcing a wedgie on Dawn's butt cheeks, letting the camera get nice views of her dark cheeks against the contrast of the white material. Then I pulled them down a little, revealing all of her ample backside.
"DAMN!" Jerry said.
"What?"
"My cock is so hard I can't stand it!"
I chuckled, then suggested he let it out of his pants. I smacked Dawn's ass cheeks with one hand and winked at him. I knew he wanted her asshole wrapped around his prick. I'd let him go first up there, before using my thicker cock in there.
Jerry isn't built as wide as me, but his cock is nearly as long, and the erection he revealed to the room was already standing straight out from his body.
I pulled Dawn's shredded blouse down to her wrists and twisted the material till I could form a crude knot. It wouldn't hold for very long, but it would keep Dawn's hands out of mischief for now.
I spun her around to face Jerry and get a look at his stiff cock. Then I put one hand on her shoulders and the other in her hair. I pressed and pulled down, forcing her to kneel between Jerry and me.
"She has a real nice cock-sucking mouth, too. Don't you, slut? Why don't you beg the nice man to put his cock in your pretty mouth?" I said, tightening my hold on her hair to keep her head up, facing Jerry, also causing some discomfort to drive home my request.
"Please, no...AGH!"
I cut Dawn off with a yank to her hair. I wanted her to beg like a slut and she'd better start doing it or get hurt.
"Try again." My tone didn't allow for nonsense.
"Please...let me suck your...cock." Dawn said, tears streaming down her face, all for the camera to catch.
Jerry approached her with his cock level with her mouth, adjusting to shoot her face as he moved in for the close-up. His lens captured the magic moment her lips wrapped around his cock, her eyes looking up at him in fear and shame.
And a pretty sight it was. His long, thin cock sliding into her mouth, with her lips wrapped around it.
"Yeah, use that tongue!" Jerry gasped, lowering his camera for something other than changing film for the first time. She must have been damned good to him to do that.
Jerry's hands went to her head as his hips bucked. I took the camera from him, moving back. I don't have his talent with one of them, but I shot the remained of the roll taking images of Dawn sucking his cock like a two-dollar hooker trying to make a million in one night.
I re-loaded the camera just in time. Jerry was going to blow a wad in her face.
"Oh, man! I'm losing it in her mouth! Take my come, slut! Here it comes, little girl!" Jerry cried, pulling her head off his cock with one hand and stroking his rod quick with the other. His cock started shooting white come all over Dawn's cute, dark complexion. It splattered on her forehead, nose, lips and chin. I shot close ups, showing her face to hold both shame and pleasure from having this man rape her mouth and shoot his come on her.
"Now lick the come from his cock, slut." I ordered, still shooting with the camera as I felt my own cock coming back to life in the coveralls.
She didn't need to be asked twice as she took his cock in her lips, sucking the last of his come from his cock. Jerry didn't let the come he shot on her face go to waste, either. He rubbed his cock over her face, gathering up what he'd shot, smearing over her face, and feeding the thick globs of semen to her again. I got some very nice shots of her tongue, out of her mouth, licking the cream from his spout.
Jerry's erection faded a little, but came back strong, due to the visual of her kneeling at his feet, submissively swallowing every drop of come he'd shot.
"I gotta have that ass!" he muttered.
"No, please, not there!" Dawn said, her face flushing.
I handed Jerry the camera so he could capture the action from his point of view as I took control of Dawn's head again. The coveralls had a zipper that would go up from the bottom, and I up-zipped to free my cock.
"You are starting to get noisy, little Dawnie." I said, taking her hair and pushing my cock into her mouth. Her eyes tried to look behind her, where she heard Jerry kneeling and shooting his camera.
"Spread those legs, unless you want no lube at all!" Jerry commanded, surprising even me with the tone. Didn't know he had it in him.
Dawn spread her legs as far as the panties around he knees would allow. Jerry was shooting downward as his cock speared her pussy from behind, sinking in deep with a single stroke.
Dawn squealed around my cock, making me feel real good as her voice hummed around it. Dawn had been tight for my cock, two rapes before, and was bound to be sore down there. The fact that she couldn't spread her legs as far also increased the tightness of the fit as he drove his cock into her pussy for lubrication.
"He's going to rape your ass, Dawnie. Little girl is gonna have her ass raped with a hard cock!" I crooned to her, forcing her to keep her mouth on my hard cock. "Then, after he shoots you full of come, I'm going to rape you with the one you have in your mouth!"
Dawn had already had both in her mouth. She knew how much thicker my cock was. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear and trying to beg. To beg me not to do that. To not let Jerry do it. She was afraid of it. Then a couple of hard thrusts from Jerry brought a new look to her eyes. Pleasure.
Little Dawn would get off, just as she had from my finger up there, I had no doubts.
"Here it comes, little girl!" Jerry said, his voice stern and filled with determination. He pulled his pussy-wetted cock from her sheath and pressed it against her asshole. He shot more images, then put the camera down. He took her hips in both of his hands to steady them. Then he thrust in.
Dawn screamed, loudly. The sound was muffled, since at the same time I forced my cock into the back of her throat. If I hadn't already blown twice, I'd have surely let off down her throat at that sensation. Imagine a warm, wet vibrator, humming at high pitch all along the length of your cock. That's what it felt like.
"More cock, little girl, MORE!" Jerry said, thrusting forward again, still not all the way inside her.
I pulled back to let Dawn get her breath past my cock as he said this, but kept it in her mouth. The shriek my cock stifled would have brought the cops even in this part of town.
"That's right, little Dawnie is being ass-raped! Little slut gets it up the ass with something bigger than a finger!" I said to her. I knew what the words would do to her, turning her pain into something else. Humiliation, turning her on.
"Fuck this little girls asshole, Jerry, ram it to her. She's a slut and deserves to be used like one!"
"Fucking-A-right! Tight little-girl asshole. Feels so damned good, so tight!"
"Rub the slut's clit, make her come from being ass-raped!"
Jerry didn't need to be asked twice. His cock was sliding in and out with less effort as he pounded his hips into her ass cheeks. One hand reached beneath them to rub at her clit.
Dawn closed her eyes, mouth filled with cock, ass filled with cock. Concentrating on the feel of his fingers on her clit. Or maybe on being filled from both ends with cock. Or on being a slut. Or all of the above.
"You want to come, don't you, Dawnie-slut? You are enjoying being used for our pleasure. You are a pretty little girl being abused by two big men with hard cocks in your mouth and your asshole!" I said to her, working the words I knew would turn her crank. "Come for the big men. COME!"
Dawn screamed again, this time not from pain. She was screaming around my cock in orgasm. Eyes closed, lost in shame, pain, and pleasure.
I pulled my cock from her mouth. "Beg him to fill your ass with come, slut!"
"Come in me! Come in my ass, oh god!" Dawn came again. I let go of her hair as she collapsed forward, falling to her face, raising her ass higher, taking more of Jerry's pounding cock.
"Gonna fill her ass...AH!" Jerry said, slamming forward and pausing, grinding his hips against her ass. "So GOOD!"
"She's a sweet slut, alright."
Dawn remained bent over, on her knees as Jerry withdrew his cock with a wet 'plop' sound.
"You want more cock, don't you, Dawn?" I asked, kneeling behind her.
"Yes..." she sobbed.
"Up your ass?"
"Yes...my ass..." Dawn continued to cry.
I put my thicker cock to her sperm lubed asshole and pushed.
"Oh! GOD!" Dawn wasn't screaming, but close to it.
Jerry had his camera again, shooting shots of my cock pushing into her ass, slowly. Also catching her face, twisted in pain and pleasure, tears streaming.
I entered slowly, knowing there would be pain aplenty for her from the increased size of my cock over Jerry's. The come in her ass helped to make the passage smoother for her.
The feeling was even tighter than her cunt. A ring of muscle squeezing down on my shaft, sliding down it as I edged forward. I felt the tissue soft walls of her rectum around the head of my cock. Wet silken softness.
"Beg me to fuck you hard, slut!"
"Fuck me. Fuck me hard! Fuck my ass hard!" Dawn was deep into it.
I obliged her, speeding up my thrusts, fucking for the benefit of my cock. I rubbed her clit in time to my thrusts. Shortly, she was wailing, but she was also thrusting those marvelous wide hips back at me.
"Rape my ass, hurt me!" She said, not needing any prompting now.
"Little Dawn is getting raped up the ass with a long, thick, hard cock! You want to show me what a rape-slut you are, don't you? Come for me, NOW!"
Dawn came again. Her mouth open wide in a silent scream, raising her head from the floor. I felt her ass tighten even further around my cock, then lost it as my own orgasm shook me.
"I'm coming in your tight ass, cock-slave!"
Jerry was getting it all on camera. The wonderful beauty of her face transfixed with a blur of emotions. Shame. Pain. Orgasm.
Dawn collapsed all the way after this orgasm. She fell flat out on the floor, sliding off my cock even as I shot a last jet of sperm on her ass cheeks.
Jerry finished the roll of film with a shot of it splattered there.
"She just so fucking HOT!" Jerry said, packing his camera.
"Yeah, it would be a shame to let her go."
"Why let her go?" Jerry suggested.
"What do you have in mind?" I said, the idea of keeping this slut appealing to me.
"You know my place, the big old house?" Jerry said, referring to the Victorian vintage house his parents had left him.
"Yep. Kinda empty, ain't it?" I said, beginning to get the gist.
"We could keep her there, even find more guys into raping her. I can put these photos on a CD and we could post them to the net, offering her up for gang-bangs."
I reached down and smeared the dollop of come on Dawn's ass cheeks. She hadn't stirred during this, probably lost in an after-glow from her repeated strong orgasms.
"I think that'll do just fine."

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