Posted by Juli on September 01, 2002 at 17:44:14:
I was always a show off, and well I always was a great fan of sex. I think it is the best thing including buttered toast to have ever been invented. So is it any wonder that this valedictorian from Beaumont would have become a stripper and sometimes sex video queen. Actually, I prefer princess. Well anyway, both showing off and sex were two things that my mother always said would get me in trouble.
It was 7 in the morning on the Saturday of Labor day weekend and I had a lot to do so here I was rolling out of bed instead of laying there and nabbing some more “Z’s”. I rose from the bed as my hair fell about my shoulders and walked naked into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of OJ. On the way back I noticed him, I don’t remember his name I was too blasted when I picked him up at the club, sleeping on the sofa. I put my bare foot against his butt and shook him and as he rolled over and his big brown puppy dog eyes looked at me and enlarged as they took in my nudity I said, “Hey, it’s time you got out of here and went home.” I walked on down the hall back to the bedroom feeling his eyes follow my figure all the way. What the hell, he was cute and I had probably already fucked him anyway. Sam, my soon to be ex husband would be jealous for sure.
I set the OJ on the counter and look in the mirror. Hmmm, not bad, I thought. My bright blue eyes looked clear almost as if I had drank nothing. My long brown hair fell perfectly over my soft shoulders and stopped at the point of where the mounds of my ample breasts rose from my chest. Must have been that cute guy on the couch, but my nipples were hard as little pebbles and I didn’t remember waking up that way. I put a cap over my hair and got in the shower. The cool water streamed down the perfect skin of my body. I could feel one large stream collecting from the watershed of my chest and flowing like a rushing river in the valley between my breasts and spreading a little over the flat floodplain of my belly before reaching the smooth shaved labia that served as the top of the waterfall into the ocean before. I watched as the waters swirled in the midst of my shower sea and disappeared into the darkness of the whirlpool's abyss.
My eyes were closed as I started moving my soapy fingers over my firm boobs and flat belly and between the warm walls of my inner thighs. It was then I felt something. Something hot and throbbing against the crack of my firm ass followed by warm hands resting on my hips before circling me from behind. Unless I was completely crazy, it was the hot hard dick of that cute guy pressed against me and his hands aiding me in this cleansing job.
His hands and fingers found ever curve and crevasse of my well endowed body as his warm tender lips found the back of my neck and my shoulders. My knees became a little week as the fires burnt hot in my thighs, I was just sure that was where the steam was originating. He nibbled my ear softly and whispered, “You taste as good as you feel.”
“Thanks, sweetie, but I really do have to get going, I have a lot to do today. If you’re still here when I get home, we’ll have some real fun.”
“How about letting me go with you? I bet you have never had the advantages of having me drive you where you want to go.” I could tell that this driving was meant both literally and figuratively, I was somewhat surprised to hear, “Sure, Why not?” come from my lips. “By the way, the name is Dave, just in case.”
I smiled and was thankful he didn’t ask if I remembered or not and I could only say “mine’s Denise just in case” before his fingers found the warm slippery interior of my hot cunt. I let him stroke me for a little before removing his hand and reminding him we had business to conduct and places to go before the fun part.
He playfully slapped my wet ass making a loud noise as he stepped out and got a towel to dry himself. Wrapping it around himself, he got another and held it for me to get out and began drying me. I don’t know where I found this guy, but I was beginning to think my luck was turning. “Did you see my act at the club?” I asked.
“Mmmm, Sure did” he replied. “You looked good enough to eat so I followed you home for a taste.”
“Oh, really? And how was I?”
“Delicious, as well as hotter than a seat on the sun.”
He sat on the bed watching me as I slipped my 34B’s into a bra, and slipped on some red silk bikini panties. I then pulled a red dress over my head and let it slide down my curves and cling to them like it was a second skin. I leaned over and softly kissed his lips, nipping the lower one as I reached and tore away the towel, exposing his very stiff cock.
“Hey, hope you aren’t wasting that now”
“No worry there love.”
“Get dressed you silly man, you’ll make me late.”
Rapidly, he puts on his clothes and we are prepared to leave. We exit my apartment and I lock the door before heading for the elevator to the parking garage. When we arrive in the garage, it is rather dark. “Must be a burned out light.” He says.
“Yea, hope they fix it soon, it’s kinda spooky down here.”
He takes my hand and leads me to where he parked his car. He turns to unlock it and starts to open the door, and suddenly…
Everything goes dark.
I wake up, a big pain going through my head from temple to temple and then front to back that feels like Sherman's march to the sea complete with Jamaican steel drummers inside my head. It’s so dark, I can't see a fucking thing, and I can barely move. I’m laying in the dark and something large is here with me. I begin to feel and oh my god it’s a body, and besides that there is a hole in the middle of its back. I only hope it isn’t Dave. My head though throbbing is beginning to clear from the fogginess.
Wait now, I'm moving, and the surface under me is hard. I must be in a car trunk or some such thing. That smell, I know what that is, it’s the slight smell of gasoline or oil. I know how I got here; someone clocked me one the back of the head a pretty good blow. But why, what the fuck could they possibly want. Sex! Yea that's it they are taking me out to the country to rape me. Gotta be smart now, go along with it and maybe they will let me go. You can do it girl, you've had bad fucking lovers before just pretend it is one of them and turn off your mind to the rest. Besides, how many nights have you had to control guys at the club?
My god man, you gonna drive all night. It seems like fucking hours now since I woke up and we are still going. What the hell are you on anyway a cow trail? This is the bumpiest damn rode I have ever heard of and you want to follow it the rest of the night? "Owwwww" watch the fucking stops you idiot I'll be lucky if I don't have a big gash in my head from that one.
At least we have finally stopped. Wait, I hear footsteps, I can’t tell if there's more than one of them. Looking for a gangbang eh guys? Well I'm more than enough woman for several of you guys that have to kidnap your pussy cuz you are too ugly or too stupid to pick someone up and charm her pants off. Just open the trunk we'll get it on and I can go home.
Finally, the trunk opens to a glaring light. I have to squint and rub my eyes after being in the dark for so long. As my vision clears I see I’m in a garage. I look at my fellow companion and tears enter my eyes as I see it’s Dave. He has a big hole in his back where he’s been shot and his cute face is all contorted. Shit, why couldn’t I have just given in and stayed home and fucked him all night. There is a big man in black standing at the rear of the car and before I can do much of anything he grabs my hands and claps a pair of handcuffs on them. Owwww, damn he put these on really tight and it really hurts. Even the cops that raided the club didn’t cuff us this tight. I start to scream and his big fist is introduced to my jaw. I feel my head snap back and hit something in the trunk and I am only semi conscious.
I do feel him lift me out and put me over his shoulder and carry me into the house. My body hangs limp over his shoulder like a sack of grain. He reaches and opens the door to the basement and carries me down the steps, my head banging against the wall several times on the way down. He throws me on an old sofa and shackles my feet together.
I am scared to death and tremble and speak through quivering lips as tears roll from my eyes. “Please, fuck me and get it over then let me go, I won’t tell, just don’t hurt me anymore.” “It’s too late for that now, babe.” He says in a gruff low voice.
In the middle of the room I can make out a chair. It looks like a barber chair, but instead of a foot rest there are two stirrups like a gyno’s table. He pulls a box out from under a work bench and opens it. I can’t see inside. From the bench he takes what looks like a leather dog collar. He picks me up with ease and slams my body into the chair and puts the leather dog collar around both the post of the head rest and the tender skin of my throat and tightens it tight enough that I am almost choking and not ready to do anything to make it tighter.
Straps then encircle my wrists and the arm rests of the chair fastening one to each side and two more straps tie each foot into a stirrup. The only way I could possibly move is to raise my hips off the cold chair seat. Helpless, I watch as he cuts my dress from neck to hem and rips it from my trembling body. Next, it’s the panties turn and they are taken from me. I can tell they must be wet from my juices. Its strange, but I am somewhat turned on by the thought of having my helpless body fucked by some big hulking dick. Next, the shoulder straps of my bra and then the fabric between the cups allowing it to be pulled off with relative ease. My boobs bounce as my tender hard nipples are exposed to the coolness of the basement air.
“who, who are you?”
“don’t you know?”
He rips the mask off and it’s….. oh god, it’s Sam!
“Sam, why are you doing this to me? I thought you loved me.”
“I did, bitch. Don’t try to tell me you didn’t fuck the pretty boy out there in the car. I was watching last night while you two did the deed.”
“Please, Sam, don’t hurt me, let’s fuck our brains out and go home, I won’t tell about him, you can dump him somewhere, he won’t ever be traced to us.”
“Nice proposal and I do intend to fuck you”
I watch as he removes all his clothing. His dick stands out like it was a rock and his tongue licks his lips like he was looking at a steak after not eating for a month. Soon his hands are all over me and I feel a knee on either side of my hips as she gets up on the chair. He holds his big erection and rubs the head over my nipples leaving a thin layer of precum on the tip of each boob as he moves up and slides it up my neck and over my cheek and rubs it back and forth across my lips.
I keeps kissing it while looking for a way to escape and flicking my tongue against the tip, wishing I could take a big bite out of it and run off into the dark while he howled like an injured dog. My face particularly around the mouth is getting rather sticky as he steps back down to the floor. One hand grabs my hip like a vice as the other roughly spreads my crack open to allow him to make a big shove and drive his hard dick all the way into my hot wet vagina.
I can hear him moan and smell his scent on me as he drives in and out of me. I pretend to moan in pleasure, but keep being choked by the collar. His free hand grabs the other hip and he lifts my ass from the chair as he drives in and pounds his hard cock into my soft moist hole. Over and over he drives in and out until I can feel blood trickling down my hands and feet from the bindings that cut into my wrists and ankles. Then with a big grunt, he lifts my ass and shoves himself all the way in and as a thumb and forefinger cruelly attack my clit, he delivers huge globs of hot cum deep inside me. His further movements just cause his cock to churn the cum inside my cunt.
He pulls out and gets on his knees back on the chair his cum covered dick in my face. “Lick it off, bitch” he commands. I dutifully lick his cock clean and he gets back down. He then goes over to the box and gets out a smaller box. The smaller box contains some surgical instruments. I start to beg him not to hurt me and he crams my wet panties into my mouth stifling my cries.
My left tit suddenly turns into a source of immense pain. I look and see he has put one of the hooks out of three of this device meant to hold back folds of skin in dissections through the underside of my boob. I jump, as the second hook is force through the skin and underlying tissue of my tit. Then the third jolt as he puts the last hook through my nipple. He laughs almost in glee as he takes a second of the hideous devices and does the same thing to my other boob. He then hooks the wires that hold the hooks together to a generator of some sort and start putting jolts of electricity through my breasts making my body convulse with each jolt.
“Time for you to die, bitch. You just thought you could leave me, but to me, it’s till death do us part and you are about to die.” All I could do was shake my head no.
A pair of matched hunting knives comes out of the box. He takes the first and holds it in front of my face. “You always did like something long and hard up your cunt.” He says and he moves it between my legs and pries my labia open with the tip and then slides the end into my wet cunt. With a twisting motion the drives it in the full ten inches of its length. I can hear it rip and cut my insides destroying my vagina and uterus as a warm puddle of blood and cum forms on the seat under my ass. I begin to contort and try to scream in pain.
The second knife is held with the tip at the top of my navel. As he shoves it and it rips the skin I feel the skin of my navel hold it back before it breaks through and into the viscera below. Finally, the point reaches my hip bone and scrapes on it at which point he gives it a full twist ripping the hole even bigger. I begin to squirm as the warm stream flows down my lower belly and joins the one from my cunt. It seems like hours that I squirm in excruciating pain but eventually there comes a time when the pain seems to subside some and the room starts to get dimmer and I know the end has come. The last sound I hear is Sam’s voice, “Good bye sweet Denise, I love you.”