Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: On the Reservation Author: TheBigLove126 Keywords: MmmFF, celeb, rape, oral, anal Summary: Taylor Swift and Karlie Kloss visit a Navajo reserve - Disclaimer: The following is a fictional story featuring the rape of two celebrities. Any similarities to reality are purely coincidental. Also, apologies to any Navajos I may offend by using incorrect facts. If you have any questions, comments, story requests or other feedback to this or any of my other stories; feel free to contact me at - thebiglove126@yahoo.com or chat with me on YIM, I am almost always online. For more celeb stories from myself and many great writers, visit my site http://www.celebritystorylibrary.com/ today! - "This should be fun!" Taylor Swift exclaimed as she pulled her Lexus into the parking lot outside the Navajo Nation reservation. "Yeah, I've always wanted to see a Native reservation," her best friend, model Karlie Kloss, said as she unbuckled her seatbelt and adjusted her brown top. Both young blondes were dressed up to fully embrace the experience. Taylor was in a dirt brown cloth dress that went halfway down her thighs. The top was covered up, not exposing any cleavage. She had a big white feather in her braided hair and red and blue horizontal lines painted on her cheek. Karlie was a bit less conservative. She had a dark brown top that was two inches from touching the top of her matching shorts, which could almost be confused for a pair of panties. She had the same feather that Taylor had but no face paint and her hair was in a ponytail. Both girls wore white sandals and were decked out in faux-Native jewelry, including big feather earrings, necklaces with patches of animal fur dangling from them. The girls stepped out of the luxury car and started into the reservation. They walked very close together, enough that they could have been misconstrued as a couple. While there were heavy rumors all over the world that they were in a relationship, Taylor and Karlie had never done anything further than a playful kiss. They would always see the rumors about themselves online and have a long laugh, calling them just "perverted fantasies by men who could not get a woman as hot as them if they were billionaires". As the blonde beauties continued to walk through the reservation, being led by a tour guide, they began to notice the stares they were receiving from the locals. In their clouded celebrity minds, they just assumed that they were staring because of how world famous Taylor was. Had the girls been in a normal state of mind, one that did not put them on a pedestal, they would have realized that the Natives were offended by their outfits. The Navajo people were very conservative when it came to clothing. None of them would ever be caught dead in anything close to what the thin blondes were wearing. They were very used to ignorant outsiders coming into their home but none had offended them as much as Taylor and Karlie. The girls smiled and waved at the Natives, who were busy whispering to each other while looking very angry. The girls continued following the tour guide until they approached a small shop run by a short forty-five year old man. They looked around, each picking out a piece of jewelry and paying the man. "Thank you ladies," he said, trying to hide his disgust at their ignorant wears. "And thank you, Chief," Taylor said, hiding a laugh. "Ah, you are very funny," the man said as an idea struck his brain. "Say, how would you two like to join my family for a traditional meal?" "Um, if it's okay with you," Karlie said, looking at the tour guide. The tour guide and the man nodded at each other. The girls smiled and agreed to join the man's family for the meal. "Follow me," he said, handing the shop over to the tour guide, who was also his nephew. "My name is Gaagii, it means Raven." "I'm Karlie, it means...Karlie," the model joked. "And I'm sure you know me," Taylor said. "Taylor Swift." Gaagii laughed to humor her, not knowing at all who she was. The man held his arms out, allowing each girl to hang on and walk with him. The Natives stared as they walked away, knowing exactly what was going to happen to them. Anytime an ignorant outsider offended the Navajo way, this man was the one to take care of it. He had a smirk on his face as he nodded to his fellow people, who also were smirking. Gaagii arrived at his pueblo and led the girls in. They walked through the living room and into the kitchen, where his two tall sons were sitting at a table wearing khakis and dress shirts. "These are my boys Niyol and Shilah," Gaagii said, introducing the beautiful women to the boys. "Niyol is seventeen, Shilah is fourteen." "Father found a nice pair," Shilah whispered to his older brother, out of range for the women to hear. "Boys, why don't you show Karlie some of our family artifacts," Gaagii said, pulling Taylor over. "I will show this one how I cook my special soup." Both boys stood up and grabbed the model's hands. She looked back and smiled at Taylor before being pulled away into the other room. They went upstairs and into their father's bedroom. Karlie looked at a shelf low on the wall and saw a large clay pot. "That is beautiful," she said as she walked over to inspect it. Karlie bent over to look down, allowing her shorts to ride up and slide between her butt cheeks. Both young men stared as she slowly swayed back and forth while tents were forming in their pants. The boys looked at each other and nodded before approaching her. Shilah slapped his hand over her mouth while Niyol grabbed her ass with both hands. She tried to scream but was unable to. "You will learn a lesson for disrespecting our culture," Shilah said as he reached down and tore her top off, exposing the slender blonde's barely-b-cup breasts. "Nobody here would ever wear something so whorish. Our women respect themselves." "If you dress like a whore, you get treated like a whore," Niyol added as he yanked her shorts down. The boys pulled the remains of her clothing off, leaving her just in a necklace and her earrings. They roughly threw her on to the bed, grabbed a rope and tied her hands together behind her back while Shilah kept his hand pressed tightly over her mouth. "I will let go. If you scream, our father will dunk your slutty friend's head in his boiling soup," he said, causing her eyes to grow wide. "Do you understand?" Karlie nodded and Shilah removed his hand. "Please don't do this, I'm sorry," she said as she watched Niyol remove his pants. "If you were sorry, you would not have insulted our people by wearing this offensive outfit," Niyol said as his underwear hit the floor, exposing his rock hard seven inch cock. "No!" she yelled, causing Shilah to slap her hard across the face. "Help me!" "Bring her up, father!" Niyol screamed. A minute later, Gaagii dragged an unconscious Taylor into the room by her hair. After hearing Karlie scream, Taylor tried to run upstairs but the older man wrapped his forearm around her neck and choked her out. He took her over to a chair and sat her down before tying a rope around her torso, locking her in place. Karlie looked over at her passed out friend and started to cry hysterically, repeating `no' over and over again. Niyol got behind the model and shoved his cock hard into her pussy, causing a blood-curdling scream to shoot out of her throat. Shilah held her head down and forced her to watch as his father repeatedly slapped her best friend as hard as he could across the face. "Stop!" she yelled, calling out to both Gaagii for slapping Taylor and Niyol for grabbing onto her hips and violently raping her. Niyol laughed as he wildly thrusted back and forth into the supermodel's cunt. "Father, you found a good one," he said. "It feels like she hasn't been fucked in a long time, she is so tight." "They must be dykes," Gaagii said as he reached up Taylor's skirt and plunger two fingers into her pussy. "This one is tight too." Shilah pulled his penis out of his pants and started to slap it against the back of Karlie's head, calling her a "filthy whore" while doing it. His six inch member eventually slapped its way down until it was at her lips. Before she could close her mouth to avoid it, the soft head was against her tongue and sliding towards her throat. He crawled onto the bed and pressed his body against the side of her head and thrusted forward, fucking her throat while cutting off her line of sight to Taylor. Taylor was still unconscious while Gaagii was rapidly thrusting two fingers deep into her cunt. He pressed his thumb to her clit and pushed hard. Had she been awake, she would be screaming at the pressure on her nerve bundle. The older man pulled his fingers out of her and started to wipe them across her face paint. Shilah got up off of Karlie and ripped the large feather from her hair. He handed it to his older brother who pulled out of her pussy and stated to tickle her wet cunt with the feather. They laughed as her legs kicked wildly and she groaned, trying to avoid cry-laughing as she was severely ticklish. Taylor was starting to come to. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was her best friend completely naked, crying while the two underage boys stroked themselves. She screamed but was promptly slapped by the father. "Shut up!" he yelled. Gaagii held her head and place and made her watch as the boys switched places. Shilah shoved his cock into her cunt while Niyol grabbed her by the hair and forced all seven inches down her throat. Taylor could see the pain in Karlie's body language. She wanted so bad to jump out of the chair and kill all three men but was not dumb enough to see that as a viable option. She was tied tightly to the chair and besides that, was severely weaker than the three men who were all in very good shape. "You're mine," the father said as pulled Taylor's skirt down, exposing her neatly trimmed cunt. Gaagii pulled his pants down and stood in front of Taylor. He leaned forward and laid his cock at her entrance. "Please don't," she begged. "Why not, I've already been inside there," he said, holding his damp fingers to his nose. "You...you?" she stammered. "Yes, I put my fingers in you while you were asleep," he said as he leaned forward, dropped his pants and allowed his cock head to part her wet lips. "No!" she screamed. Gaagii put all eight inches of his cock up her cunt. It was the biggest penis that Taylor had ever had inside of her but instead of the enjoyment an experience like this should have, she was paralyzed with fear. She was completely helpless along with her best friend. Taylor was still able to see the gang rape on the bed while tears streamed down her face. The boys each pulled out of Karlie and dragged her off of the bed by her ponytail. They pulled her down to Taylor's feet and started violently slapping her tight ass. The girls met eyes and both mouthed "I'm sorry" to each other. Shilah got a step ladder out of the closet and stood it up next to Taylor. He got up on it so that his cock was level with her mouth. He roughly grabbed her braided her and turned her to him, putting his tip against her lower lip. "Open up," he demanded as his hand went into her shirt, grabbing on to her tiny tits and pinching her nipple. "Ow!" she screeched. While her mouth was open, the fourteen year old grabbed the back of her head and forced his cock inside her mouth. Karlie looked up at her before dropping her head down, not wanting to see her best friend's oral raping. While she was busy focused on Taylor, she felt a wet finger rub around her ass hole. Her entire body jumped and she looked back at the seventeen year old who was about to lie on top of her. She felt his body press against hers and could feel the breath on the back of her neck. "Please not there," she whimpered. "You don't make the rules," he said as he wedged his cock in her extremely tight asshole. "Ahh! Please stop!" she begged. Niyol ignored her and continued to force his manhood inside her anal cavity. After some work, he got all the way into her. She tried to grip her fingers into the solid floor; she was in so much pain. Tears were rushing from her face as he started violently crushing her hips between himself and the floor. "Stah-ah-ah-ahp," she begged. "Please! Please stop!" Gaagii lightly kicked the back of her head, wanting her to shut up. She looked up and saw that Taylor's shirt was torn and each guy had a tit in a tight grip. She could see the look of pain and distress in her face once Shilah pulled his cock out from between her lips. The youngest boy slapped her repeatedly before grinding the underside of his shaft along her upper lip and nose. Gaagii pulled his throbbing cock from her abused pussy and started to untie her. Once she was free, he forced her on her hands and knees, facing Karlie. Shilah pulled Karlie's face off of the ground and put her face to face with her best friend. Gaagii knelt near Taylor's dripping wet snatch and began to fuck her from behind. She had a look of disgust on her face. "Kiss her, make her feel better," the youngest son said as he pushed Karlie's face into Taylor's. The model tried not to kiss her friend, not wanting to give the men the pleasure of seeing them kiss, but wanted to make her feel better. With tears racing down her cheeks, she pressed her lips to Taylor's and gave her a deep, sensual kiss. "See, they are dykes," Shilah said as he slipped his cock between the kiss. The girls froze and allowed him to fuck their lips. They stared into each other's eyes as they watched his cock rapidly slide between them. Suddenly, Karlie was pulled away by Niyol, who had ripped his cock out of her assaulted ass. He roughly turned her onto her back and started violently stroking himself. He pointed his cock at her eyes and sprayed his seed. She shut her eyes and screamed as the stinging of his salty sperm stained her pupils. He continued cumming, painting her entire face. Once the last drop fell, he roughly threw Karlie to the ground while his little brother shoved Taylor's face into hers. "Lick it up!" he demanded. "Now!" Taylor's face was being ground into Karlie's, causing pain in both girls. Noses poked eyes, teeth caught lips but most importantly, Taylor's tongue caught Niyol's cum and unwillingly tasted it. "Yuck," she grunted. Shilah grabbed Taylor's face and put the head of his cock on her tongue while stroking himself. Seconds later, jets of cum shot against the back of her throat. She shocked as the slimy goo slithered down her throat and into her stomach. "I bet that was `yuck' too, isn't it bitch!" he yelled as he thrusted forward and gave her throat one last stretch before pulling away and pushing her face back to Karlie's The girl's sobbed into each other's faces while the patriarch of the family was still violently thrusting into the singing superstar. "Make a baby in her, father," both boys exclaimed. "No, I'm not on the pill!" Taylor screamed. "I don't care about your drug use," Niyol said, unaware of birth control pills. "You need a baby to remind you of your ignorance." Gaagii pulled the large feather out of Taylor's hair and jammed the quill into her asshole. "Look at the little birdie," he said as he picked up the pace of his fucking. Within a minute, Taylor's nightmare would come true. His body froze and she felt his cock twitch against her vaginal walls. She stared deep into Karlie's eyes with a look of horror in her face as she felt his cum spray against her cervix. "No," she squeaked before pressing her cheek against Karlie's sticky face. Taylor silently sobbed while Gaagii let out a monster groan of satisfaction. He spanked her ass a few times before pulling out and wiping himself off in her pubic hair. Shilah left the room for a second and returned with too small cookies. He held the food in front of the girls and told them to eat it, which they ignored. "Fine, we will just rape you again then," he said. "No!" both girls said in unison before eating the cookie. "Sleep well," he said, confusing them. The girls looked at each other before instantly passing out. Several hours later, the girls awoke in the parking lot outside the reservation. They were both completely stripped of their tattered clothes and jewelry. Dried cum was still on Karlie's face and Taylor's lips and pussy. Taylor had the word "dyke slut" painted across her chest while Karlie had "dyke whore" on her's. They both struggled to their feet and climbed into the Lexus. Taylor started the car but remained still and stared out the windshield. "Taylor?" Karlie asked, receiving no response. "Are you okay?" "N-n-no," she stuttered before bursting into a massive crying fit. Taylor dropped her head to Karlie's lap. The model stroked her hair for a few seconds before bending over and resting her forehead against her, beginning to hysterically cry along with her.