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 The Tramp's Ecstasy By Perry Jones (pounder801@gmail.com)

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   I work in an advertising agency and I just got off of the bus in the
neighborhood where I live.  I had to work pretty late tonight, but I fixed
myself up as pretty as possible before I left the office.  In my type of
work, I have to be careful of my appearance and the company I keep.



   I am wearing a very feminine dress and my perfume makes me feel soft and
delicate.  I try to keep that delicate appearance with everything I wear,
and it's not difficult, because I am not really very strong.



   My footsteps echo on the concrete of the sidewalk, and my breasts bounce
with each step.  My beautiful figure could not help but attract attention
on a crowded street, but this place is deserted at this time of night. 
Some of the old houses are also deserted and haven't been lived in for
years.



   As I pass by one of the ancient places, I hear the sound of a voice.  I
glance in that direction.  The front of the building I am passing is close
to the sidewalk, and I can see a figure standing in the doorway.  It is a
dirty tramp and he asks me if I have a match.  I hesitate for a moment, but
he doesn't look very dangerous.



   Shrugging my shoulders, I open my purse and pull out a pack of matches.
He reaches for it and steps out of the doorway a little way.  I am suddenly
bewildered as I find that he has me trapped between himself and the
doorway. Before I can decide what to do, he moves forward and pushes me
into the entry.



   The tramp laughs, and I am panic-stricken as he orders me not to make
any noise.  I am afraid to scream.  I draw in my breath sharply as I feel
his hand touch my breast through the thin cloth of my dress.  I don't dare
move, and I stand here quietly as he cups my breasts and feels them with
crude groping.



   His fingers press into the soft flesh and squeeze my luxurious mounds as
I make little sounds of protest.  I feel my nipples beginning to rise to
stiff points, and a blush suffuses my cheeks at my reaction to these
unwelcome caresses.  As he slides a finger into the neck of my dress and
pushes it into my soft cleavage, I begin to breathe heavily.  I can feel
the rough wood of the building through my dress as I press backward against
the unyielding structure.



   My knees are shaking as I realize how completely I am trapped, I shudder
as I feel his hand drop down to my belly and rub me through the fragile
fabric.



   The tramp drops his hands from my quivering body and pushes open the
door that is next to us.  It creaks on rusty hinges as it swings wide to
reveal a long, dusty hall.  The tramp places his hand against my back and
pushes me inside.



   Dropping my purse, I stumble forward and shiver at the feeling of cold
air that drifts up under my dress.  The door slams shut and blocks off the
world.  The old house is devoid of furniture and musty odors come from long
abandoned rooms that are covered with dust.  The windows are boarded up and
only a little light comes through to reveal my delicate form cringing
before the tramp.



   He orders me to strip naked, and I blush with shame as I raise my hands
to work at the fastenings behind my neck.  As my dress loosens around my
shoulders, I bend over to grasp the hem and pull the garment upward.



   Stripping the dress over my head, I drop it onto the dusty floor, and it
falls into a rumpled heap.  I hesitate, begging the tramp not to make me
take off all of my clothes, but he slaps my face and I stumble backward. 
Frightened, I reach quickly behind me and unfasten my brassiere.  I pull
the straps from my soft shoulders, and my breasts hang naked as the cups
are slipped off of them.



   I am shivering with the cold of the hall as I reach my fingers into the
waist of my panties and slide the garment over the lush curves of my hips.
Stepping out of the panties, I drop them onto the floor and remove my
shoes. I unfasten my garters and slide my nylon stockings down over my
beautiful legs.  Removing my garter belt, I cower nakedly in the hall and
try to cover myself with my hands.



   As he watches me cringing in front of him, the tramp laughs evilly. 
With fright-widened eyes, I notice that he is removing his belt.  I suspect
what he is about to do, and I plead with him not to hurt me.  He gives me
an order, and I back away from him with a sound of dismay.  My bare feet
leave footprints in the dust as I turn and stumble toward the wall.



   Raising my arms, I place the palms of my hands against the wall.  Then I
spread my legs apart and brace myself for the whipping.  My naked young
body is completely at his mercy, and I shiver as I feel his hand sliding
over the soft skin of my lovely back.



   His hand comes around to the front of me and cups my full hanging
breast, squeezing it and bringing the nipple to a rigid erection as I blush
with shame.  He steps away from me and raises the belt, then slashes
downward with it.



   I shriek in pain as I feel the brutal leather striking against my
unprotected body.  Panting, I wait for the next blow and it comes quickly
as my figure begins to glisten with perspiration.



   He begins to concentrate on whipping my buttocks, and I gradually
acquire a feeling of pleasure from each of the painful strokes.  Writhing
my hips slowly, I arch my ass outward to meet the belt as a pleasure
sensation grows in my loins.  Uninhibited cries of pain and pleasure begin
to come from my lips.  The whipping finally stops and I lean against the
wall, panting and sweating.  Glancing over my shoulder, I see him grinning
at me, and I am humiliated by his discovery that I enjoyed the beating of
my delicate body.



   He slaps me on the ass with the belt and I turn away from the wall.  At
his order, I precede him down the hall under the prodding slashes of the
belt.  My breasts are jiggling with the movements as I trot ahead of him
and the floor is cold against my bare feet.



   We go through a doorway into an old kitchen and I step carefully to
avoid the sharp edges of the peeling linoleum.  Against one wall is a
rusted old stove that is covered with cobwebs.



   I am bewildered by what is happening to me and I cower in the center of
the shadowed room as I await his next order.  Pushing his hand against my
bare back, he shoves me toward a door.  He reaches around me and grasps the
knob, then forces the door open on creaking hinges.



   I can hear the faint sound of male voices and I hesitate.  The belt
slashes across my buttocks, and I whimper as I take a tentative step toward
the rough wooden stairs and clutch my hands to my full breasts in a gesture
of fear.  Shivering with the cold, I reach the bottom of the stairs. 
Across the basement I can see a small light and a group of male figures. 
They turn in our direction as I am urged across the dirt floor that is
littered with discarded planks of wood.



   I am standing in front of the men, and the tramp who captured me forces
me to drop my arms to my sides to expose my entire body to the callous
scrutiny of his comrades.  Flushed with humiliation, I stand obediently as
their eyes feast on my beautiful breasts and visually devour my naked body.




   I am forced to turn around so they can get a good look at my feminine
contours.  The things they are saying about me are shocking, and my breasts
rise and fall rapidly with my terrified breathing.  They finally draw lots
to see who will fuck me first, and a brutal, unshaven lout rises to his
feet.  He grabs my arm and I am led away from the others, pleading with him
not to treat me too rough.



   In a far corner of the basement, he stops me near an old and soiled
mattress.  My knees feel Weak as I sink down onto the mattress and look up
at him.  I watch him undressing and shudder as his filthy body is revealed.
It will be revolting to have him on top of me, but I am not strong enough
to resist him.



   Getting down onto the mattress beside me, the tramp reaches out and
pulls me into his arms as I tremble at the cruelty of his embrace.  His
breath smells awful as he jams his mouth down onto mine, and I almost gag
as he forces his tongue between my lips.  I whimper as his tongue explores
the inside of my mouth.  His hands are roving coarsely over my bare back as
he grips my body so tightly against him that my soft breasts are flattened
to his chest.



   I am panting as he jams his belly firmly against mine.  He thrusts his
long, hard cock between my thighs.  Against my will, I am responding to his
brutality with a tingle of interest.  His large prick rubs steadily against
my slit and my passions are slowly becoming aroused.



   The tramp abruptly pulls his tongue out of my mouth and I gasp for air.
His stiff penis stops rubbing against my thrilled cunt, and I wonder what
he is going to do to me now.  Pushing me over onto my stomach, he shoves
his hand between my legs, forcing me to spread them apart.



   I suddenly realize his intentions and I plead with him not to do it.  I
know that he is going to hurt me, but I lie here meekly as he climbs on top
of my back.  He is very heavy, and I grunt as he presses me down into the
dirty mattress.



   His hips settle between my legs and I feel the blunt end of his hard
prick pressing between the cheeks of my ass as his arms slip around my nude
body and hold me in a crushing embrace.  The head of the hard cock presses
against my anus and I grit my teeth in anticipation of the pain.



   At first there is only the pressure, then my hole begins to rebel as I
automatically tighten to prevent his entry.  He keeps forcing himself
harder against me, and I suddenly cry out at the pain that lances through
my anus.  I try to resist, but I know that it is useless and I abruptly
drop my defenses.



   Sweat gleams on my white skin as I surrender to his overpowering
strength, and feel the rigid penis spreading my asshole wider.  The pain is
excruciating as my muscles give up the fight and admit his organ into my
rectum.  I am crying and pleading with him to stop, but he continues to ram
his huge cock into my body and I feel it filling my hole like a monster
turd.



   He finally has it all of the way into me, and I am surprised that my
asshole can take such a long and thick penis.  Grunting and sweating like
an animal, he begins to pound his cock in and out of my rectum.  It hurts
like hell at first, but my body gradually becomes accustomed to its
presence and I find myself beginning to enjoy having him inside of me.



   Breathing heavily, I begin to arch my hips upward to meet his inward
thrusts.  Our naked bodies slap wetly together as we struggle like two
animals in heat.  Now I really want him to come inside of me, and I thrill
to the hardness of his huge prick as it pounds in my rectum.  I grunt like
a pig as he suddenly rams the flesh pole deep into me and strains to cram
my ass with it.  It begins to jerk and I feel hot ejaculations of semen
slamming rhythmically inside of my rectum as I sigh with pleasure.



   When the tramp finally pulls his cock out of me, I am lying weakly on
the sweat soaked mattress.  The realization of how much I enjoyed having
him fuck me in the ass fills me with self-loathing and I shudder with
humiliation.



   Reaching over to his clothing, the tramp gets a penknife and opens the
blade.  I look at him in fear as he orders me to raise my buttocks.  I get
up on my hands and knees and thrust my ass upwards, understanding his
intentions.  He is going to carve his initials into my butt to prove that
he has fucked me.



   I hold my breath as I feel the tip of the blade touch my soft flesh. 
Then it sinks in and I cry out in pain as it begins to move through the
white Skin, leaving a thin red line.  When he is finished, his initials are
permanently carved into my delicate body, and I am trembling from the
experience.



   The first tramp leaves and another comes across the basement toward the
corner where I am trapped as their private whore.  He steps onto the
mattress and opens his pants, dropping them down his legs.  Lying down on
the mattress, he points at his semi-rigid cock and gives me an order.  I
shrink away from him and shake my head.



   Angry at my refusal to do what he wants, he slaps my face and tears
spring into my eyes.  Sobbing my own helplessness, I get onto my knees
beside him and reach for his male organ.  My small hand grasps the limp
flesh and I begin to fondle it.  As I massage his cock, it begins to get
harder and longer.  It is finally so big that my hand cannot get all of the
way around it, and I wonder how I will ever be able to get it into my
mouth.



   Holding his throbbing penis with both hands, I bend over and moisten my
lips with my tongue.  Rubbing my hands up and down the cock to keep it
hard, I part my lips and spread them over the blunt head of the prick.  The
male flesh is warm with his pulsating blood as it enters my mouth, and I am
breathing rapidly as it touches my tongue.



   I open my mouth wider until the whole diameter of the stiff penis is
inside of me.  Moving carefully, I begin to lower my head.  The cock slides
smoothly into the hot wetness of my mouth until I can feel the head
touching the back of my throat.  Raising my head, I slide the cock almost
all of the way out and it glistens with my saliva.  I start to move my head
up and down, taking the cock all of the way into my mouth and then letting
it slide out.  I become so absorbed in my movements that all I can think of
is sucking on this hard cock until I can make the tramp come.



   I am panting and perspiring, and my nipples are standing out stiffly
from my dangling breasts.  Feeling a trembling in the huge penis, I know
that the tramp is about to shoot his juice.  Quickly sliding my mouth all
of the way down onto the throbbing organ, I caress it with my tongue as I
wait for the ejaculation.



   With a spasmodic jerk it begins to spurt male liquid into my mouth and I
swallow hurriedly as the hot, salty semen slams against the back of my
throat.  When I have sucked all of the come from his cock, I let it slide
out of my mouth and gasp for air.



   Knowing what the man wants to do next, I obediently get down on my hands
and knees and raise my buttocks.  He opens his knife and I feel a stab of
pain in the cheek of my ass.  I tighten my lips and emit muffled sounds of
pain as the blade slowly carves his initials into my delicate flesh. 
Sweating and quivering, I collapse onto the mattress.  I know that I will
never be able to go back to the advertising agency after this humiliation.



   A tramp gets up from the group and walks over to my side of the
basement. He is smoking a cigarette and eyeing me contemplatively.  He
orders me to lie on my back and spread out my arms and legs.  Bewildered, I
do as he tells me and stretch out my limbs toward the four corners of the
mattress.  I watch him disrobing.



   When he is naked, he sits down beside me and puffs the cigarette for a
moment.  I suddenly know what he is going to do!  I stay in my
spread-eagled position, but I am shaking with fright as he extends the
cigarette toward me.  He lowers the glowing tip toward my heaving breast as
I beg him not to burn my tittie.  The cigarette suddenly touches the soft
white flesh of my lush mound and I scream in agony, writhing under the
burning contact.  I don't dare move or he might do something worse.  Sweat
streams from my naked young body as he lifts the cigarette and touches it
to my other breast.  I shriek as pain streaks out from where he has placed
it under my pink nipple.  Moving the cigarette again, he lowers it toward
my belly as I moan and squirm.



   I feel the heat of the glowing coal getting nearer to my navel and I
whimper in anticipation of the contact.  As the coal enters my navel, I
scream at the unbearable pain that shoots through my belly and convulse my
abdominal muscles spasmodically.



   Dropping the cigarette onto the ground, the tramp climbs on top of my
shuddering body.  His cock is long and hard as he settles between my legs.
Grunting, I feel his weight lowering onto my tormented form.  His arms
slide under me and grip my torso firmly as the head of his prick presses
between the lips of my cunt.



   I groan as his weight crushes me down against the mattress and flattens
my tortured breasts His lips touch mine and I obediently open to receive
his tongue as my arms curl around his neck.  The head of his prick is
pressing harder against my vulva and my body begins to open for its
entrance.



   Suddenly, I find myself returning his tongue kiss with wild passion.  I
make sounds of pleasure as his cock spreads my fuck hole wider and begins
to enter my vagina.  It feels so good when I am finally surrounding it that
I wriggle my hips with delight and make little movements to help him get it
deeper.



   Hard and long, it slides smoothly into my love channel, and I squeeze
him between my thighs as I feel him filling my belly.  The wonderful penis
begins to move in and out of me with a pleasant rhythm and I feel a
delightful warmth inside of my vagina from the abrasion of the solid male
stag against my delicate tissues.



   Our lips part and I rub my sweating cheek against his as I plead with
him to fuck me harder with his beautiful cock.



   My god, it's so big and solid!  He pounds his prick inside of me like a
powerful battering ram and I squeal with rapture as I feel myself rising
higher toward a climax.



   I know I am going to come and I beg him to hurry up and fill me with his
manliness.  Without warning, he rams his stiff cock all of the way into my
belly, and I squeal excitedly as he grips my body more tightly.  I've never
felt so GOOD!  Jerking savagely, his cock slams a river of semen into me
and fills my vagina with rapture.



   Feeling the tramp's hot sperm ramming into my belly I wrap my legs
tightly around his waist.  I kiss him madly as I reach my climax in a burst
of ecstasy..  I'm coming!  I'M COMING!