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 Title: The Humiliation
Author: TheBigLove126
Celebs: Carrie Underwood
Keywords: MF, celeb, rape, oral, anal, ws
Summary: Carrie Underwood thought she would just have a nice, fun night
at a New York City bar.

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   It had been a long few months for Carrie Underwood.  She had just
wrapped up a big tour and was taking some time off for herself.  A week
after the final concert of her tour, she took a flight into JFK Airport for
a weekend of fun in New York City.  Even though she resided in Nashville,
she did have an apartment in New York for just this kind of occasion.  She
left from LAX at 7 am pacific and landed at 3 pm eastern.  With all the
time she has spent traveling, she found no difficulty in sleeping the
flight away.

   By 5:30, Carrie was in her room and began preparing for her night out.
She tossed her suitcase on the bed and began unpacking her clothes.  She
quickly decided what she would be wearing for the night.  Putting aside a
black cocktail dress and a pair of red cotton panties, she grabbed her
towel and headed into the bathroom for a shower.  She shut the door before
beginning to shed herself of the clothes that she had been wearing all day.
Off went the white t-shirt, the tight jeans, her black bra and matching
panties.

   The room quickly filled with steam as the shower ran.  Carrie, like you
would expect from a professional singer, sang as she cleaned every inch of
her slender body.  After ten minutes, the last drops of water fell from the
shower head as the curtain flung open and she stepped out.  She grabbed her
towel and began thoroughly drying her body with it.

   Once she was dried, Carrie walked out of the bathroom and instantly felt
the cooler air blow on her warm figure.  Instantly her nipples grew hard
and she lightly shivered.  She reached her bed and put on her red panties,
followed by pulling the dress over her head.  After a quick adjustment to
her breasts for comfort, the blonde woman sat down on the bed, pulled a
pair of knee-high boots out of the suitcase and slowly pulled them up her
legs.

   Even though Carrie was married, she very much enjoyed hitting the town
and teasing men by dressing sexy and flirting with anyone that gives her a
glance.  To her credit though, she never took it any further than flirting,
teasing and thigh rubbing.  This, however, did not mean that her husband
ever knew.  In his mind, she was only going out of town for one thing and
that was relaxation.

   The 28 year old singer spent the next half hour applying a light layer
of makeup to her face and a quick brushing of her hair.  It was now 7:00 on
a nice, mild evening in New York City as Carrie stepped out of the
apartment building.  She took a half-mile walk down the street before
entering Slick's Bar, one of her favorite places to "play".  When she
walked in, every man (albeit five) turned and stared and the stunning
blonde strolling in.  With a smile on her face, she sat down on the only
open barstool and slowly crossed her legs.

   "And what would a gorgeous woman like you want to drink?" The new (at
least to her) bartender asked her.  She looked at the guy next to her and
pointed at his beer.

   "I'll have one of those." She responded.

   The bartender quickly poured her a beer and walked to the other end of
the bar.  Carrie could feel the eyes of the man next to her crawl all over
her body.  She took a big swig of the beer and smiled at him.

   "So," He spoke, clearly drunk.  "Why is a girl like you drinking in a
shithole like this?"

   She looked him in the eyes and said, "As long as I can get some beer in
me and have some fun, it doesn't matter where I am." She started twirling
her hair as she took another sip.

   After she finished her first beer, the bartender quickly poured another
one.  He told her that the man at the end of the bar paid for it.  Carrie
picked up her beer and walked to other end of the bar, pulled up a chair
and sat next to the man.

   "Thanks for the beer sweetie." She said as she placed a hand on his
thigh and slowly moved it around.  "Nothing makes me happier than a free
drink."

   She took another large swig of the beer before attempting to hide a
burp. She was surprised how embarrassed she was after belching, but when
she saw his smile, her embarrassment disappeared.  The man told her that
his name was Fred and asked if she was single.

   "Does this answer your question?" Carrie uncrossed her legs and gave him
a peak at her panties under the short dress.  Fred reached out to touch her
but she quickly grabbed his hand and stopped him.  "No no, only I get to
touch that in public." She placed his hand on her bare thigh.  "You can
touch this but don't you dare go farther up my leg."

   The blonde gave him a devilish smile as he started to rub her thigh in a
very sensual motion.  Not only could she notice the growing erection in his
pants, but she also began feeling a tingling within her body.  She was
beginning to get lost in her own lust and was rapidly forgetting that she
wasn't single.  Suddenly, Fred began to move his hand further up her dress
which snapped her back into reality.  Carrie shoved his hand off of her leg
and slapped him in the face.

   "What did I tell you, you jerk!?" All the men were now staring at them.
"I told you not to touch me there.  You're a damn pervert; I'm fucking out
of here!" She stood up, placed her mug on the bar and stormed out the door.

   The bartender and the other men at the bar began shouting at Fred for
forcing the beautiful woman out of the bar.  They knew that she wouldn't do
anything with them, but she was very fun to look at so the men were
annoyed.

   "Fred, get the fuck out of the bar." The bartender sternly said to him.

   Meanwhile, Carrie was now in the alley outside the bar sobbing.  She was
upset with how turned on she was getting by the stranger in the bar.  The
whole point of her activities was for enjoyment, but not the kind of
enjoyment she was experiencing there.  She pulled her cell phone out of her
purse and called her husband.  Unfortunately, he wasn't near his phone so
it went to voicemail so she had to leave a message.

   "Mike honey, I'm sorry you couldn't pick up.  I just wanted to call to
say I loved you and that I miss you so much.  I'm about to go to bed
so...I'll call you in the morning.  Love you honey." She hung up and put
the phone back in her purse.

   When she turned around, Fred was standing there staring at her.  Carrie
almost jumped out of her skin at the shock of him behind her.

   "Honey!?  I thought you said you were single!  What the fuck is going on
here you little whore?" Fred towered over her as he shouted.

   "First off, I never said I was single.  Second, I'm leaving now so get
out of my way." The blonde tried to walk past him but he cut her off.  "I
said get out of my way!" She went to slap him but he caught her and quickly
threw his hand over her mouth.

   Fred dragged Carrie down the alley as she kicked and attempted to
scream. After a few minutes, he got her deep into the alley where no one
could see or hear them.  He opened a door and pulled her in, shutting it
behind him.  He tossed her down on the concrete floor and turned on a
light. She stared up at him, tears rolling down her face as he stood over
her.

   "Please, let me go." She begged him.  "I can give you anything; I have a
lot of money."

   "No shit.  I can tell by you dress and phone that have a lot of money.
I'm not interested in that, I want to finish what I started in the bar." He
started to pull his shirt over his head when she started screaming at the
top of her lungs.  "Scream all you want, no one can hear you.  These walls
are pretty thick and the building above has been abandoned for years." Her
screams died down and her sobbing intensified.

   Fred grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her knees.  He unzipped
his jeans and pulled out his rock hard, seven-inch cock and slapped her in
the face with it.

   "Open up you little cunt.  Suck my dick like your life depended on it!"
Carrie didn't open her mouth and just looked up at him.  He slapped her as
hard as he could.  "See, slapping hurts doesn't it?  Now open your damn
mouth or I'm gonna start punching it until it opens on it's own."

   She sniffled before slowly opening her mouth.  Before it was open all
the way, Fred forced all seven inches as far down her throat as he could.
She immediately gagged as his thick member went in and out as fast as
possible.  For two minutes, he barely let her take a breath as he continued
fucking her throat.  Once he finally pulled out, she fell to the ground and
took several deep breaths.  In her mind, she thought she was going to
suffocate on this stranger's nasty cock.

   As she lay on the ground catching her breath, Fred grabbed the bottom of
Carrie's dress and roughly pulled it off over her head.  She quickly
covered her bare breasts with her arms as she saw him rip her dress into
several pieces.

   "Stand up and put your damn arms down." She slowly rose and dropped her
arms, giving him a full-on shot of her perky breasts.  "Now those are some
tits!" He twisted her nipple hard which caused her to scream again.  The
screaming caused her to get slapped again, knocking her back on the ground.

   Fred kicked out of his jeans and yanked his underwear down before he
pounced on the poor woman.  He pulled at the waistband of her panties,
literally tearing them from her body and exposing her trimmed womanhood. 
The only thing left on her body was the pair of boots that he didn't bother
removing.  Carrie shut her eyes and wished this nightmare would end. 
Unfortunately, the nightmare was just starting.

   While her eyes were closed, Fred shoved his cock up her semi-moist cunt.
He slowly pumped in and out of her as she tried her best to shove him off
of her, but failed to do so and it finally sank in.  The last thing she
ever could imagine would happen to her was now happening...she was being
raped and nobody could stop it.  He began sucking on her nipples as his
pace increased.  She was still slapping him on the back but he couldn't
care less.

   Carrie tried to arch her back for comfort as the unwanted pleasure began
to run throughout her body, but Fred was many pounds heavier than her and
had all of his weight on top of her.  She could not believe that her body
was enjoying this violation.  As much as her brain fought the pleasure, her
pussy was overpowering it.  She had been on tour for a while and it had
been months since anyone, including herself, had made her feel "good".

   Her cries and screams had died down to soft, muffled moans.  She did not
want him to realize that it was starting to feel good, but more importantly
she didn't want herself to realize it either.  She noticed that her pussy
had gotten very wet and unfortunately, so did he.  He humped her on the
floor for a few minutes before he pulled out and stood up.

   "Get on your hands and knees bitch." She did as she was told, expecting
to be raped doggy-style.  That, however, was not his intention.

   Fred got on his knees behind her and started rubbing his cock against
her throbbing clit.  Just when she thought he was moving his cock up to her
pussy, he didn't stop.  He kept slowly moving his cock up until it touched
her asshole.  Her heart suddenly sank as it hit her.

   "Please don't do this." She whispered.  "Please, put it back in my pussy
or my mouth...I don't care just NOT there!"

   He ignored her and forced his cock, only lubed on his end from her pussy
juices, into her dry asshole.  She screamed as loud as she possibly could
as she could feel the tissue in her rectum tearing inch by inch.  Anal sex
was something Carrie was always afraid of and thus never tried it.  After
this, it was almost a lock that she would never try again.  He grabbed a
handful of her hair and yanked her head back while slamming into her.  She
could feel his balls slapping against her cunt and clit.  The pain in her
backside was intense, but the waves of pleasure from his balls against her
crotch were rapidly intensifying.

   She noticed that his cock was sliding in her ass easier than before. 
She figured it was just her muscles getting used to invasion and while that
may have been true, the blood that was seeping from her damaged tissue was
the main reason.  The entire time he was fucking her ass she would scream,
followed by a beg for him to stop, followed by a scream, followed by a beg
and so on until he finally pulled out of her ass about five minutes in. 
Once he was free, she got up on her knees and stretched her entire body,
hoping to relieve the pain.

   Fred quickly bent her back over and slammed his cock back into her cunt.
As much as the vaginal rape angered her, it was much less painful than
having her ass penetrated.  It only took a few second before her ultimate
humiliation took place.  All of a sudden, her body tensed up and she
orgasmed around the scumbag's dick.  She rested her face on the cold floor
as she realized what had happened.  He laughed as he felt her pussy
vibrating and leaking around him.

   "You really are a dirty slut aren't you!?" He repeatedly slapped her ass
waiting for a response.  The only one received was a loud sob, which only
caused him to slap her and laugh harder.  He began to breathe heavier as he
continued slapping her ass raw.  "If you liked that, then you will LOVE
this!"

   Carrie had no idea what he meant as he only pumped into her harder. 
Suddenly she realized what he meant.  Before she could react, it was too
late.  She felt his cock twitch and his pace slow before feeling warmth
shoot from within him.  He was plastering her vaginal walls with a fresh
coat of semen.  Shot after shot filled the poor woman's insides as she
continued crying.  He left his cock in once he was done and began sensually
rubbing her thighs, just like he did in the bar.

   Once his cock was flaccid again, Fred removed himself from Carrie and
stood over her.  She was so frozen in fear and disappointment that she left
her ass stuck up in the air.

   "That's what you get for being a fucking liar and a tease.  Maybe now
you won't fuck with guys' heads without, well fucking their heads." She
tried to ignore him and just closed her eyes.

   Before he pulled his underwear back up, he decided to do one more thing
to humiliate her.  As she continued to stick her ass in the air, he pointed
his limp cock right at her pussy and let a stream of piss begin to flow. 
Carrie was basically catatonic at this point and had no external reaction
to what was going on.  He pissed all over her pussy and ass for about a
minute before he finished.

   "I'll leave you my shirt so you won't have to walk the city wearing just
those boots.  I'm easily twice your weight and a foot taller so it will
cover that sexy body of yours, unless you feel like teasing the whole
fucking city too." He pulled his underwear and pants up, took everything
out of her purse, and started towards the door.  "Take care of my baby," He
looked at her driver's license.  "Carrie."

   Hearing him say "take care of my baby" just made it even worse for her.
With her lack of sex, she had stopped taking her birth control pills a
month ago.  She now had to worry about a potential pregnancy on top of the
rape.

   After about an hour, she finally shook out of the trance she was in and
stood up.  She recovered the shards of her clothing and shoved them in her
purse.  After throwing his t-shirt on, she fixed her hair up and exited the
room.  It took her a few minutes to realize where she was.  Once she
figured it out, Carrie walked back to her apartment, threw the bag on the
floor, jumped on the bed, curled into a ball and cried herself into a deep
sleep.