About a week before the school year was to begin, I again found myself on a bus heading for Detroit. 
Just as a way of explanation: In these offerings, I"m happen be a very lazy author, in that I no doubt will be violating many of the conventional things that a good writer is supposed to... These "stories" will not endeavor to always explain how the narrator survives, how I knows certain things, justify actions, etc. In short, these offerings will be more of what is known as the "stroke story"...... tho I do hope to make them well written, because after all, ttey are my fantasies and nightmares.
The doctors say, "You are a lucky girl, even tho it is doubtful you will ever have anything approaching a healthy sex life." They say, "You're just lucky you didn't bleed to death."
Yeah right.
The police say, "The problem is, you did say yes. You could have said no. But you did say yes, and so legally, you weren't raped."
Right. Sure. If I had said no, they would have beat, me cut me, disfigured me, and I still wouldn't have been let off the hook.....
Maybe it was my fault, maybe I am to blame. Maybe I should have just killed myself.....but I couldn't, and I can't, even now....
I'm bi-racial, that is my Father was white, and Mom was a very, very lightskinned Black woman. So I got my Mom's good luck, and thanks to my Father, if I had wanted to, I could have "passed".
But Mom, she was really proud of being Black, and when Dad ran off shortly after my birth, we went to live with her darker skinned relations in a farming community in Georgia.
So I grew up loved, and well cared for, and "culturally" as a Black person. The Black folks in the little town never treated me any different from any of their kids, so I never realized I was any different...not till Mom decided "we" wanted me to get a "decent" education when I completed my sophmore year.
Most of the classes offered at the town's "High School" were of the vocational type, or suitable for folks who were going to continue the Family Farm. Mom wanted better for me, and I figured that it would be easier for me stay with an "uncle" in Detroit during the school year, than to spend 4 hours on a bus each day travelling to and from the nearest town's High School....
So at 15 I was packed up and sent to live with my Uncle Hank.......
That first year made me a real "believer in heaven " because my life was such a living hell...
At school, I was "jumped" almost daily by some kid who thought that I "thought I was better than anybody 'cuz I looked so white and talked so proper".....or because I was "too pretty"
I wasn't all that pretty, I'm mean I was so slender I was almost skinny. ompared yo the other girls, my breasts were miniscule, a 32b bra was almost too big!!! The only things pretty about me to me was my skin, which was a very nice tan, my big green eyes, and long, brown hair.
At home, my Uncle Hank was always entertaining some really nasty customers.... they never actually touched me, but they would pull out their...their cocks, and tell me how much they wanted to use them on me, or tell me to come over and sick them....
And Uncle Hank would just laugh when they did that, and say, "Not yet, bro', not yet...I'll let ya know when itz time!!"
Then Uncle Hank would tell me if I ever told anyone what was said, or what went on in the house, he'd cut all my lips off... "The one ona yo' face and the ona ona yo pussy!!"
I'd go to my room, and shake with fear that any minute, UncleHank would decide it was time, and those men would come for me....
I managed to get thru the first school year, and reluctantly Uncle Hank took me to the Bus station so I could go back to be with Mom for the summer.
Uncle Hank, repeated his threats to me as we waited for the bus "Remember what I said gurl, you tell anybody anuyhing bad about what happened up here, and I'll have your lips sliced right off'n yo, the one ona yo face and the ona ona yo pussy!!"
"Doan think 'cuz I aint down dere it caint be done. I gots frenz down dere sat'll do it, after dey rape yo' and yo Momma a whilez. Dey'll let yo live, but i tink dey'll likk yo Momma."
I believed him....You read about people who just radiate evil? Ever doubted it? You meet Uncle Hank, and you'll never doubt it again....
He grinned at me, "I really be looking forwad ta habbin you back here with me cone fall. I hopes yo doan even thinka doin anyting ta mees dat up. Yo unnastan me?"
When I nodded, he continued, "Next time I see yo, yo dun had yo 16th birtday, so I tink i'm gonna plan a special party for when yo gets up here. Doan wurry nane, nexy year gonna be different..."
Anyway, I went home for that summer terrified, knowing that in a few short months, I would have to return to hell.....
I did manage, somehow, to enjoy myself, and even be happy, which is a good thing...I doubt if I'll ever know what happiness again.
About a week before the school year was to begin, I again found myself on a bus heading for Detroit.
I had half convinced myself things were going to be different, till I laid eyes on Uncle Hank.
Uncle Hank had been big and ugly before, standing at 6 foot five and weighing about 350 pounds, but he looked even more evil. He had shaved his head, and grew a very evil looking goatee.
He walked up to me , just about drooling, and rubbing a bulge in the front of his pant, "Gurl, I gotta some fun planned for us today!!! Let's grab yo shit and get ta goin!!"
With that he grabbed me, yanked me into his heavy body, he forced his lips on mine, his tounge into my mouth, and begab grinding himself into me. "Yeah, gurl, been looking forward to habbin yo all summer!!" he said as he finally withdrew his mouth from mine....
As I walked with trembling legs to the car, something told me to run, to scream, but I just couldn't. It was like I had turned into a robot, or was in a trance......
As we walked up the steps to Uncle Hank's house, UNcle Hank asked, "Not dat it matta's too much, but yo still is a vergeen, aintcha gurl?"
I managed to croak, "Yes, yes...."
Hank looked at me, with a smile that almost seemed to split his face. "Vergeen, scared, means yo gonna have a really tite pusy!!!", he litterally licked his lips, as he unlocked the door. "An' now yo' legal too!! Age of consent is 16, and you be 16 now....."he snicked as he thrust me inside....
I got some special "toy" downstairs that I bought with yo in mind, you go on sown there, take a look, and get them clothes of yours off...
When I loooked at him blankly, he hauled off and slapped me across the face with one big, heavy, ham-like hand.
"It's just gonna be me and yo fo now gurl.....yo be a good obedient gurl with me....and mebbe I tell muh boyz ta go easy on ya.....at least easier than I plans ta go!!!"
He roared with laughter at that, and began stripping off his clothes.....
I went downstairs, to find strange contraptions hanginf from the ceiling, the walls, and on the floor. In the middle of the room, was a what appeared to be a doctors table.
As I stood there gawking, Uncle Hank came down the stairs, and screamed, "I SAID HET DEM CLOTHES OFF GURL!! And then get you ass over and lay on that table!!!"
Reluctantly, I complied. I stripped and walked over to lie down on the short "doctors's" table and and as Uncle Hank motioned me to do, placed my feet in the stirrups at one end of it. The position of the stirrups forced me to bend my knees and spread my legs. I didn't like the position.
But grom Hanks' expression, he was quite pleased. He then started to stie down my feet to the stirrups and my arms to the table with leather straps.
"Doan wanna you getting them pretty little limbs in muh way1" He then taped upmy mouth with surgical tape. "Da boyz, dey like ta hear the soind a bitch screammin' when dey rapes, can't say I cares too much for it muhself...I know I hurtin' a cunt widout all da damn noiyz", he laughed...
Now Hank moved to stand between my legs, "Take a good luck at whad I got fo you babe, you aint never gonna get bedda dan dis!!"
I started in utter horror at Uncle Hank. I had occaionally seen some of my young male cousins naked bach home, but none of them so...so....
He was totally naked and his huge 12 inch stalk stood up proudly from his dark thatch of pubic hair. His massive cock was twisted with veins and the huge head, thick as a fist bulged a deep crimson, the hefty nutsack, covered with thick strands of hair.He stood there overshadowing me while fisting his humongous slab of male beef.
"Yeah, gurl. Yo lookin at a real man. And you 'bout to be raped good...."
He got closer and slowly ran the head of his cock up and down my slit as if to tease me. He began to shove the huge plum-like head of his cock into my slit. I could, even through the pain, tell that it was rough going for him. but he didn't obviously mind..... Tears streamed down my faceand muffled whimpers escaped past the tape......
"I really do think I'm goona do you some serious damage, yo a heelava lot tighter than I wuz 'spectin, too bad for yo. But this sho is making me harders!!!'"
A cold smile crossed his lips as he tried to push his cock in further into my tite, dry pussy....
He pushed again and I tried to scream. He grinned and pushed a little harder. But again, my hymen held fast. Again he pushed a little harder and this timei trued to rip myself from the table necause of the horrible pain. Without warning, he lunged at me and my hymen gave way against his monsterous thick cock. I screamed as he implaed my virgin cunt like a hot knife through butter. The pain was excrutiating, worse than anything I had ever experience..
He licked his lips and began a slow steady in and out motion. "Gonna take it slow, nice and fuckin slow........."
His concern was not for me but for himself: he wanted to savour every stroke. I know this, because that's what he told me, as He drove himself into me agin, and again, and again...... His cock was like are hot steel bar driven in and out of my poor pussy.
He began to spped up, pounding into me with insane fury...with such force, that I thought he was going to tear thru my insides and come out the top of my head......then he would stop...my pussy streatched in agony arounf his thick cock, and then hw would begin the slow -fucking again.....fast...stop..slow...it semed to go on forever in an etrnity of pain.
I couldn't move, couldn't escape the relentess raping, the wayI had been secured to the table and Uncle Hank took full advantage that and great joy in my helplessness. After a few minutes, he slowly withdrew his cock from my pussy and looked down at his tool that was now drenched in her juices and blood. He took his cock in one hand and positioned the head against my rectum. Isquirmed but her bonds held fast.
"What is he doing?" my mind screamed!! I had never heard of any man putting his thing back there, but I knew if his cock hurt my pussy, what he was getting to do now would be a hundred times worse!!!
He pushed the head of his cock against my ass hole and I felt the muscles tense instinctively. He pushed again and made hard thrusting motions into me intil he burried the head of his cock in my ass. My face must have showed the extreme pain that I was experiencing, because he threw back his head and roared with laughter!!
"Oh man, I should had somebody filmin' dis!! Oh gurl you expression is wurth da wait!!!"
He slammed and rammed into me again and again and again and, lubricated with the juices from my pussy, he finally slammed the entire 12 inches of his hard his cock all the way into my ass.
I really thought that my ass was going to rip open becauseI was being stretched so much. He started laughing evev more insanely as he continued to brutally fuck my ass. He seemed to be energized as the tears streamed down my face partly from the pain and partly from the humiliation of what she was being subjected to.
Uncle Hank continued fucking her ass for what seemed like hours to me. In and out his huge cock went into my tiny opening. It felt like someone was shoving a hot poker up my body Eventually,I felt his cock tense and knew that he was going to finish. When he did, I felt his hot sperm flood into my torn and bruised ass. He pumped his hot fiery cum intome seemingly without end. When he was finished, he withdrew his cock from my ass , leaned over and began licking the tears from face......
"You just stay dere, gurl,", he laughed, as remived the tape from my mouth. "Gotta go call the boyz so we can really get your party goin..."
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