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I wrote this story. Tho I do not condone the actions in the story, I hope
it is a "real turn-on" for my readers.
The Brotherhood (part 1?)
by: Imma Scared
Nina was not the kind of person who was in the habit of judging people, so
she really could not understand why she did not like Dave, the manager of
her building complex. The man hadnıt done anything to earn her dislike,
far from it. Once or twice he had covered for her when the money from her
telemarketing job fell a little short of paying the rent on time. He was
always polite, and seemed to go out of his way to see to it that no one
had to wait more than 48 hours for a repair.
Maybe it was the way his eyes seemed to undress her whenever she ran into
him on the street. Or the fact that his side job was running the Adult
Bookstore in the little strip mall just a block away. Whatever it was,
Nina felt, she probably was being unfair to Dave. So she tried to never
let him see her ³dislike².
So when Dave rang her doorbell one Saturday afternoon, she tried to be as
friendly as possible. ³A little early to be collecting the rent, isnıt it
Dave?²
³Not looking for the rent, Nina. But I would like to talk to you, if you
donıt mind?², he said smiling.
³Sure, C'mon in, I just made some coffee, want some?² When Dave nodded
she got down her two favorite coffee mugs. ³Anything in yours?²
³Nope, I like my coffee like I like my women, hot ın black². When Nina
tensed, ³Dave added, ³Iım sorry, that was sexist wasn't it? But I wonıt
lie to you, you are very pretty. In fact I canıt understand why there
arenıt men knocking down your door.²
Nina looked at him with mixed emotions. She did like being told she was
pretty. She thought herself plain, when she looked in the mirror. Just
under 5ı7, with the figure of a young girl just barely past puberty, hazel
eyes, and caramel colored skin, she felt she was nothing special. But she
wasnıt sure she liked Dave finding her attractive.
But for some unknown reason, she also felt deep fear at the idea that Dave
found her ³pretty². In fact, the idea that he paid any attention to her as
a woman made her blood run cold.
Trying to keep the ice out of her voice, Nina said, ³Iım sure my social
life isnıt what you came by to talk about.²
³No, youıre right. Actually, Iım here to hopefully help you out. How would
you like to make at least triple the money youıre making now?² Seeing the
expression on Ninaıs face Dave quickly added. ³Donıt worry, you wonıt
being doing anything illegal or immoral.²
³Well sure, Iıd love to make more money. What kind of job are we talking
about? I mean we are talking about a job?²
Dave grinned ³Of course a job. Something I think that you are just perfect
for.² Dave went on to explain how the building complex had recently been
bought by a non-Christian religious order. They needed a receptionist,
one with a very modest, chaste life-style, and hopefully a Woman of Color
to help them have a more acceptable image in the community, since at
present, their Brotherhood was all White. ³When they asked me if I knew of
anyone who could fill their needs, I instantly thought of you. When I told
them about you, they all but promised me that the position was yours if
you wanted it.²
³Gee Dave,² Nina said, ³I donıt know how to thank you.²
³Donıt worry, Nina, seeing you working for The Brotherhood, and seeing
that will enable you to meet your needs, well that will be all the thanks
I need.²
******
On Monday morning, after dressing in the most conservative outfit she had:
a navy blue skirt that fell several inches below her knees, a white
turtle-neck sweater, black blazer, navy blue tights, and flat shoes, Nina
boarded the Cross-town bus and went to the address Dave had written down
for her.
The neighborhood seemed a little seedy, even seedier than her run-down
part of town, and oddly quiet for that time of day. Nina was a little
nervous until she found the address, which turned out to be an old
catherdral-like Lutheran church with attached three story parsonage and
school.
A tall, extremely large bald man dressed in a gray monk-type robe answered
the door when she ran the bell. ³AHHH," he breathed, "you must be Nina.
You are expected. Will you come in?²
As Nina entered another man, who could have been the firstıs twin, except
for a face that was covered with hundreds of tiny scars was just
descending down the interior staircase. ³If you will follow me, I will
take you to see the Abbot², the second man said.
Nina followed him down a long hallway, and thru a set of double doors. As
the Nina stepped thru the double doors she saw yet another large bald
headed man, this one heavily bearded sitting behind a large desk. The man
ahead of her motioned for her to sit in a chair just to the side of the
large desk.
³I am glad you chose to come here today, Nina. Dave has told us much about
you, and I and the other Brothers were sure you would be everything we
needed.² something about the way he was looking at her made Nina nervous.
³Yes, now that I have seen you, there is no doubt.² The smile that he
gave Nina was truly evil, and she suddenly knew that she had made a
terrible mistake coming there. This was some sort of horrible cult, she
was suddenly sure.
She was about to stand up, try to get up and flee, when she felt strong,
large hands on her shoulders holding her down.
³Dave wasnıt sure, so I will ask, are you a virgin Nina?² Hope sprang up
in Ninaıs heart as she nodded her head yes. Maybe they would let her go,
then she realized her mistake, ³weird cults preferred virgins², she
thought. ³Good, tho personally I do believe the rape of virgins is vastly
overrated.², the Abbot said, ³and it certainly wouldnıt do for the
particular rite we need you for if you were, shall I say, loose²
Weakly, Nina heard her self mutter, "Oh God, I'm going to be raped!"
He smiled, and to Ninaıs eyes, it almost looked warm and sincere, ³Rape is
such a nasty word, so full of negative meanings. We prefer to call what we
do to poor repressed women like yourself, Liberation. Perhaps you may even
enjoy yourself before we are done.² He smiled again,²Believe it or not we
really would prefer that you enjoy it in the end. But enjoy it or not, you
WILL be used as we desire and as long as we desire.²
Nina heard the doors double doors behind her open, and the sound of many
feet come rapidly toward her.²Brothers, will you take her and prepare
her?²
Filled with terror, Nina tried to struggle, she really did. But she was
powerless in the hands of the gray robed men. She tried to scream, but
after a few well paced slaps to the sides of her head, she only whimpered.
Hands literally ripped the clothes from her body, as she was flung from
one silent, large, bald, gray robed man to another. Someone jabbed her
with a needle and she fell unconscious as she was picked up and carried
from the Abbots office.
************
Nina found herself slowly coming to, in that warm place one is in when
ending a long much needed rest. She tried to open her eyes, but to her her
terror, she found that she could not. No, she could, but she was
blindfolded and gagged. She tried to bring her arms to her face, when
suddenly strong hands gripped her arms and her legs, so that she could not
move.
³We may begin², she heard someone say, as her legs were pulled widely
apart. A rough hand began to rub between her legs, spreading a warm,
fragrant oil on the outside of her vagina, before fingers of that same
rough hand entered her, gently pumping in and out. Nina tried to struggle,
tried to pull away from those hands, but even more strong hands held her
gently, but firmly in place.
³Is there anyone here who hates women?², she heard a voice boom.²Is there
any man here who enjoys torturing female flesh? Let that leave now, or
face our swift and awesome wrath!² The way that deep voice boomed and
echoed, Ninaıs mind was suddenly filled with the image of herself being
held naked on what was once, in a Christian church, the altar!
³Brothers! Seekers! Friends! Do we not love the flesh of a women?²
And with a roaring sound that can only be heard in packed stone
sanctuaries came the reply, ³We love the flesh of women! We love the
warmth of their cunts, the heat of thei asses! ²
³And do not we have the natural right to sink our manhood powerfully in
the flesh of women? To feel our pricks wrapped by their lovely flesh,
buried in their hot, dark holes? to use them till we are sated, than use
them again?²
³We have that right!² hundreds of voices roared back, their power freezing
the blood of Nina, even as her pussy was responding against her will to
the continuing rubbing, probing, and oiling of rough hands.
Now Nina heard the Abbot speaking to the men in the room. No woman had the
right to deny herself to another man, the Abbot told them. It was against
the natural order. The Brotherhood existed to bring men to the knowledge
of their Universal ownership of all females over the age of 12, to teach
them how to bring out a womanıs long repressed natural need and desire to
be filled almost continuously by cock, and to teach the difference between
rape and ravishment. The Brotherhood also raised funds and provided
sanctuary for men who were accused of non-violent ³Date Rape² or
³statutory rape².
³To hurt a woman with your cock is no evil. You are not to be blamed if
her passages are too tight for your manhood!² Nina heard laughter as the
fingers began to pump even harder, and as she realized (with disgust at
herself) that she didnıt want the hands between her legs to stop. She was
being molested! How dare her body find pleasure in what those hands were
doing to her.
³In fact, I confess that I find the sound of a woman screaming, music to
my ears as I enjoy the depths of her being, and an aid to my pleasure. But
if a man enjoys beating or torturing a woman, he must find one who will
submit to those desires of her own free will. That is, if he would be
even a Friend of our Society.²
Nina felt her terror lessen a little as she realized she would not be
tortured or hurt in addition being raped. Perhaps they would.....but the
Abbot was still speaking.
³Tonight, we have 13 men who take the final step from Seeker to full
Brother. Through the Rite of Awakening they shall begin the process of
service to you!² At that point the blindfold was removed from Ninaıs eyes,
and if the she had not been gagged, her scream of terror would have been
deafening as she beheld the man who had been playing with her pussy!
The man standing between her legs was the largest human being she had ever
seen, standing close to 7 feet tall, wide as three normal men standing
side by side, thick bodied, and completely naked except for a leather hood
that covered his entire is face except for holes for eyes, mouth and nose.
That was frightening enough. But what filled her with terror was the size
of the manıs penis, which looked to be well over 14 inches long, and as
thick as her fist! It was thickly veined, and oddly twisted, and seemed
to twist and jump and jerk of it's own accord.
As if he could hear her silent scream, the giant smiled at her, and began
to rub the head of that insanely huge cock up and down the slit between
her legs.
The voice of the Abbot continued. ³This lovely bit of female flesh will
serve as the gateway into our sacred community. It is a fitting fate for
one who has denied her body to men who have desired her. She will first
be ³opened² by the Deacon Superior so the Seekers may enter.²
"Is there any man here with a cock larger than the Deacon Superior? Is
there any man here who would challenge the Deacon's right of first entry?
No? Than Brother Deacon Superior, advance!"
Nina began to shake her head wildly as the Deacon Superior began to push
is cockhead past the lips of her pussy. ³Hold her down, my sons, we would
not wish our sweet Nina to hurt herself!², the Abbot said laughing as Nina
tried to back away from the relentlessly advancing cock.
The monster of a man between Ninaıs legs grunted as he continued to push,
and as he pushed his fat cock-head inside her delicate cunt-lips they
stretched almost to the point of tearing. Tears ran down her face, and
small sounds of pain escaped from behind the gag.
One of the gray robed brothers came and stood beside The Deacon Superior
and began pouring some fragrant oil on the 10 inches of the weirdly thick
monstrous cock that still remained outside of Ninaıs vagina. The he
Deacon Superior dug his massive hands into Ninaıs fragile childlike hips
and forcefully slid the remainder of his l oiled cock in.
To The Deacon Superior, fucking Nina was one of the best treats he has had
in quite a while. Her pussy, cruelly stretched by his hot, hard, throbbing
meat felt wonderfully hot, tight, and moist. It gripped his club-like
manhood like a second skin!
The tears streaming down her face might have moved a lesser man to pity.
But with her cunt reacting as though it loved everything his big cock was
doing to it he gloried in every wonderful moment that he was inside her.
Almost regretfully he backed out a couple inches and then joyfully thrust
into her again, stretching the tight elastic walls of her pussy. Nina
gasped and shivered as though she were dying.
Someone removed the gag from Ninaıs mouth and she gasped for air, gasped
with pain, too, each time the The Deacon Superior slammed his rock-hard
cock inside her tiny cunt. It seemed as if Ninaıs gasps for air were a
refreshing tonic for the brute using her body. energizing him.
Despite what the Abbot had said earlier, at least one sadist had made it
into the Brotherhood. The Deacon Superior would have pulled out of Nina at
once if he had even suspected that Nina was experiencing pleasure from
this rape.
He began to laugh with maniacal glee as his cock tore into Ninaıs
mistreated pussy faster and faster and Nina was now allowed to scream in
agony. Nina saw flashes of white and red as as her inexperienced young
body tried desperately to cope with the massive cock that was rutting
inside her. He seemed to get get harder and grow longer with every
grinding, powerful thrust, crushing Ninaıs slim young body beneath his
brutally pounding joy.
The Deacon Superior was indeed energized and pleased by the poor girl's
crying, and yet he slowed both the power and the pace of his thrusts. But
not out of any consideration for Nina. The muscles in her cunt clinched
amd massaged repeatedly at his meat, and he felt the cum rising his cock,
but he did want to cum yet. Cunt this tight, should be savored. A
female this terrorized should be be relished!
The Deacon began to slow his thrusts. They were not any less in their
savagery, just in their speed. Nina's pain gave him pleasure, and the
constant involuntary contractions of her cunt kept him hard.
There was a pause, and then The Deacon Superior began to slowly withdraw
his cock from Ninaıs pussy, until he was completely out. He remained
standing between her legs, the head of his still rigid cock just barely
touching her pussy.
Nina looked up at him in confusion. She knew he hadnıt cum, she had read
what happened when a man ³came². So why had the Master stopped?
Then he shouted, ³The front passage is open for the Seekers! It is time to
make ready the rear passage!²
With that, the men holding Ninaıs limbs now half-lifted, half pulled a
dazed and confused to her feet. She was led to a huge wooden ³X² shaped
framework that stood where the ³preacherıs pulpit² once stood. Nina was
attached to the framework with heavily padded leather-covered manacles so
that the front of her body was now totally exposed to the view of the
assembled men.
There was a vast sound of ³AAHHHHHHH² as The Deacon Superior moved to
stand behind the helpless Nina. Again, members of the Brotherhood came to
anoint that powerful tool with fragrant oil. But when they went to anoint
Ninaıs ass, he waved them away. They looked at the Abbot who simply nodded
in affirmation. The Abbot also was a secret sadist.
Nina was surprised and shocked as she felt the head of his cock pressing
at the entrance of her ass, then the head of his cock was pushed slowly
and forcefully into her tight, virgin asshole. ³No!², she screamed in
sudden realization of what was being done there.
³Please, Iıll do anything! Please, nooooooooooo,² she screamed as
unbelievable pain from the invasion of his thick member into her rectum
intensified. . .
.
Nina felt him push deeper and it felt like a red hot poker ripping her
bottom apart, and still the monstrous mass of male meat rock hard and
throbbing inched itıs way into her. Pain filled her so completely, there
was no room for breath. And still the massive cock tore into her virgin
flesh.
A pause for a second, a quick brutal thrust then his shaft was buried to
its hilt and his balls slapped against her caramel colored flesh. He took
on a slow rhythm of sliding back the full length of his long cock and and
a rapid thrust forward.
The men in front of her began to chant, ³Beg! Beg! Beg!²
Nina did beg then, ³Please stop! Oh please! Make him stop!²
The Deacon Superior whispered, so that only Nina could hear him. ³They
want you to beg me to fuck you harder, fuck you faster. If you do as they
say, Iıll fuck you as hard and as fast as I can. And perhaps Iıll cum
that much faster.² Nina shook her head no.
³If you donıt....well I can fuck you like this for a long, long, time. And
I would like that very, very, very, much.²
Now he began driving rhythmically, slowly fucking Nina, almost like a
lover. If his penis had more of a normal size Ninaıs body at least, might
have begun to feel pleasure. Instead every thrust was agony.
Instead her body trembled and dripped with sweat as she fought to breathe
and endure the pain from the slow powerful fucking her body was receiving.
Nina realized she would be better off if this man was to fuck her hard and
³cum² quickly.
³Please,² she gasped, ³Please fuck me harder!²
³What?² the men roared back.
³Fuck me harder! Please Fuck me harder!²
The men watching began to applaud as The Deacon Superior began to slam so
hard into Nina that the frame she was attached threatened to break under
the impact of the speed and power of his brutal thrusts.
Nina did pass out then, never feeling the lava like flood of ³cum² that
filled her behind as The Deacon Superior completed his task with one after
another brutal thrust that indeed broke the frame Nina was attached to.
**********
In another world perhaps, even the men of the Brotherhood might have taken
pity on Nina, and not allowed any further abuse of her body. But the
Brotherhood was incapable of pity, for they did not see themselves as
abusers. They simply were making use of what was theirs by right. They had
seen the pleasure the Deacon Superior has gotten from her, and they wanted
their share.
And yet, the so-called impersonal Universe showed mercy to Nina. Somehow,
as each of the Seekers took his turn with her body stretched upon the
wooden frame, her mind, her ³persona² fragmented. The essential ³Nina²
told herself that the man of her dreams was making love to her, gently,
tenderly.
A tinier fragment of Nina screamed, begged, and screamed as 13 times her
pussy was brutally raped, 13 times her ass was viciously assaulted. but
the fragment did not record it.
Her body would suffer, and she would bear the bruises for days to come,
but her essential self, by fleeing would shortly return to sanity, with no
real memory of anything that happened after she had passed out.
**********
The Abbot sat behind his desk confused and angry, and frustrated beyond words.
When the Abbot had asked Dave to find him a nigger woman (of course he
didnıt use that word with Dave, officially the Brotherhood did not
tolerate racism), he had hoped to watch her be literally fucked to death.
He had planned to have the 200 Brothers, 800 Friends, and the 50 Visitors
brutally fuck her one after the other. But he had been stopped.
The Voice of His Master had ordered him to end the ³Rite of Awakening² as
it should have been. And that was what confused him, he couldnıt see why
his Master should care about one nigger bitch.
He was also angry, because the Dave had the nerve to think of having the
bitch taken down, and attended by the Chapter Houseıs Healer before he
thought of it. This seemed to raise him a little higher (though of course
not higher than the Abbot) in the Masterıs regard.
And he was frustrated, because he could not take out his anger on the
bitch, Dave, or anyone else. If he displayed his anger, the Master would
know, and the Abbot did not even want to think how the Master might react
to that!
There was a knock on the door, and the double doors were suddenly flung
open. The Deacon Superior barely had time to blurt out ³Father, the
Father-General is here², before he was brushed aside by the human
representation of the Master. It was then for the first time in his life
that the Abbot felt he truly staring death in the face.
**********
Nina came to her senses slowly. At first she thought that she had been
having a horrible nightmare, until her eyes focused on her surroundings,
and the nerve endings in her vagina and rectum began to throb painfully.
Nina was surprised to find herself in a large four poster bed, and tho she
was naked, she was covered by a clean gray down-filled comforter. On a
nightstand by her bed she saw there was a tray, from which the smell of
fresh baked bread arose. Had she been rescued?
Then all her hope was dashed as she heard, ³Well, Iım glad to see you wake
up. I was starting to get worried.²
Nina turned her head, and was somehow not surprised to see Dave, his head
now shaved, dressed in a gray robe, sitting by her bed. She was horrified,
but not surprised. And helplessly angry.
³I really am sorry you didnıt enjoy yourself the other nite. But I am glad
you are here now. I have been wanting you for a very long time.², Dave
said smiling.
Nina stared at Dave incredulously. ³Are you insane? Enjoy being raped? ³.
She didnıt even want to think of that ³wanting you²....
Dave seemed amazed by Nina reaction. ³Surely you canıt believe I mean
anything but the best for you? Didnıt I always help you out when you
needed it? Havenıt I always been a real friend to you? Well, Iım still
helping you, I want you to be free to be what the Creator has meant you
and all women to be. A cherished, and treasured slave, the fuck-toy of my
Brotherhood.²
Nina almost laughed, he really believed what he was saying. Then it hit
her. He did believe, and no doubt all the men who surrounded her in this
place believed too. She felt something then that was more than terror.
³I'm hoping, after your training, my Master will tell the Abbot to give
you to me.²
³Your Master? You donıt mean the Abbot do you?², fearfully Nina asked.
Dave suddenly looked stricken, as if he had said something he shouldnıt
have. However, before Dave could say anything else, the door opened and
huge hulk that was The Deacon Superior entered the room.
³Brother, I wish to make you use of this one. I did not get the full
measure of pleasure from her,before, but I intend to do so now!² he
growled, ³Will you aid me?² Dave looking none too pleased, pulled the
comforter from Ninaıs nude body, and helped the terrified woman to her
feet.
Dave really did care for Nina in his own way. He knew that she was not
ready for more ³training² yet. But he was not one to buck authority, not
even for Ninaıs sake.
³Please², she begged, tears already running down her cheeks, ³I donıt
think I can take any more.²
³It doesnıt matter if you can or cannot. I does not matter what you think.
You exist to fulfill needs. I have a need, AND-YOU-WILL-FILL-IT!², the
monster of a man bellowed.
Nina was led down the hall to a room that looked like a classroom., except
that there manacles and hooks hanging at different heights along the front
of the room. Dave took down two pairs of padded of leather-covered
manacles from a hook on the wall. He snapped one set on Ninaıs wrists,
and the another pair around her ankles.
>From another hook he took a length of chain with a padlock hung open on
its end. The chain was then run through rings on the manacles, and then
through a chain embedded on the floor and pulled so that Nina was bent
forward, her ass sticking straight up in the air. Then he secured her in
that position by closing the padlock.
"I would be pleased Brother if you would stay, assist and observe", the
The Deacon Superior ordered. Nina began whimpering and crying which made
the Master smile with delight.
The one thing that The Deacon Superior had regretted when he had raped
Nina during the ³Rite of Awakening² was that he had not been able to force
her to bear the full weight of his body. She had seen him, but he wanted
her to know just how big, ugly and powerful a man he was.
And as much as he hated to admit it, he was strangely drawn to this
luscious piece of flesh.
Dave ³assisted² the ugly man by coating the monstrous battering ram of a
cock with a thick layer of Vasilene. Then he parted the cheeks of Ninaıs
ass, with his fingers inserted a huge gob of the grease.
Nina felt the hot crown of The Deacon Superiorıs huge penis press against
her now greasy anus, and then felt him begin to sit on her
"Nooo! Get off me!" she screamed.
Her rapist simply ignored her plea and jerked savagely forward. Pulling
Nina to him he felt something he hadnıt felt before. His penis felt
wondefully strong, as hard as if it was made of iron instead of flesh,
harder than he could ever remember it being. The flesh that now served as
a living sheath for the his massive cock seemed to poor waves of strength
and power through his very soul.
So because he was pleased, instead of forcing it into her in with one
gigantic thrust as he usually preferred, he pushed slowly, and for him,
gently.
Of course to Nina, he did not feel gentle at all, and she cried and
screamed as each inch of the hard red hot fleshy baton made its way into
her tight insides.
She screamed again, as he leaned heavily on top of her back. He stayed on
top of her, pushing himself into her, with deep regular thrusts. His
ham-like hands reached around to cup her small breasts, his thumbs moving
back and forth against the tiny nipples, feeling them erect. Ninaıs
entire chest heaved into his hands each time he thrust between her bruised
and abused ass cheeks.
"Little slave," he grunted "You sweet little slave! You feel so fucking
good!!" It took incredible strength of will on the part of Dracon to
refrain from slamming into her with all strength, but he kept reminding
himself that going slow with this one would prolong his pleasure, and
prolong Nina's pain and terror.
Dave watched with a mixture of amazement, lust and envy as the Deacon
Superior picked up the speed of his punishing strokes in Ninaıs ass. He
wished it was he that almost ripping her apart with his thighs, ramming
his erection so hard and so far into her that he could almost feel it in
her throat. When would his turn come?
Meanwhile, the The Deacon Superior was completing his rape of Nina. He
hadnıt meant to finish so soon, but he couldnıt help himself. He was
jabbing into Nina with short quick strokes, sorry that she could no longer
scream or whimper, but only grunt with each stroke.
Finally he convulsed spurting his hot lava-like flood of cum again and
again into her abused depths; clutching her small body like he was afraid
someone would snatch it from him. Then he withdrew his self from her ass,
lifted his weight from her body and stepped back.
She was a treasure, the monster thought, and he suddenly found that he
wanted her for his very own. If the Abbot would give her to him, he would
fuck her in every free moment he had.
But first he would royally rape her pussy one more time.....
**********
The Thing that was now wearing the body of the Father-General of the Order
of the Brotherhood of the Beast glared at the Abbot of the Chapterhouse of
Plymouthville. across the large wooden desk..
³Master, I am honored that You choose to visit me in this manner.² The
Abbot was truly terrified. That the Master had taken over the body of the
Father General, transported that body here in less than 72 hours after his
last order to the Abbot, did bode well.
Still, the Master was not wearing His Infernal Body, so perhaps death was
not that close.
³Do you love Me? O would think not from your behaviour!², the thing
hissed, ³Or is it that you are tired of serving Me?²
The Abbot fell to his knees, and crawled to kiss the foot of the Thing.
³Master, I love You! I could not ever tire of serving You!²
The Thing untied the rope that held Its Black gray trimmed robe closed,
and allowed the robe to fall open. Without hesitating, the Abbot reached
and pulled out the obscenely silver colored, impossibly huge cock, and
placed the head of it in his mouth.
As the Abbot sucked, the Thing, in a voice that sounded like rotten
leather tearing spoke again.
³You say you love Me, but you resent, if not question My orders. I tell
you not to permit any further use of the woman Nina, and yet even as I
speak, The Deacon Superior of this house is finishing his use of her!²
The Abbots mind reeled! This was about that nigger bitch? Why? Why was
this Great Infernal Entity concerned with that worthless piece of shit!?!
The Thing placed a foot squarely in the middle of the Abbotıs chest, and
pushed, causing the Abbot to fall over backward.
³Disobedient and stupid! Do you think your mind is closed to Me? It is no
concern of yours why I am concerned with Nina!²
³No, of course not Master. Iım sorry Master. Please forgive me.²
³Stupid! I DO NOT FORGIVE! However, you may begin to redeem yourself.
Prepare to ease My lust!²
The Abbot climbed shakily to his feet. ³My Master how shall I ease Your
lust? Shall I have Nina brought to you now, or perhaps some other female?²
³Fool!², hissed the Master, ³You do not even try to use your pitiful
mind. I honor You, though you do not deserve it! Disrobe! Kneel! Let the
cavities of your body receive Me!²
To be continued?
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Why shouldn't a woman like to read and write rape fantasies/stories? I
am a woman, but I'll admit that I love rape fantasies. I love to
imagine that I have been taken my force......Why should I be ashamed
of that?
And I rather find myself turned by men who fantasize about rape.....
Fantasies harm no one.
"here I wonder, if my fantasy were to become a reality: If a Totally
bald man were to take me against my will, to punish my poor pussy
with his powerful pistonlike prick, would I not find freedon and joy?"
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