Message-ID: <7558eli$9801201633@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/7558.txt> From: babalon@nospamvisi.com (babalon) Subject: STORY - The Attack (Mf, nc, rape, brutality) Newsgroups: soc.subculture.bondage-bdsm,alt.torture,alt.sex.stories.moderated Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: babalon@nospam.visi.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <6a0la6$1cl$3@darla.visi.com> Warning - this is strong stuff. if you're easily offended, or easily squicked by stories about brutality and rape, don't read this. this is fiction, fantasy, a story. if you read it and can't handle it, deal. note - i don't condone non-consensual acts. if you read it and enjoy it, don't act it out on someone non-consensually. if you read it and find someone to consensually roleplay, please post a scene report. feel free to cc me on it, so i can get some vicarious pleasure from it... <grin> The Attack She was seated in the parlor, sipping tea, wearing a loose robe. She'd just come from the bathtub, squeeky clean with her wet hair drying slowly as she rocked gently... enjoying a day without kids or interruptions. She was about to be interrupted. He entered through the back door - the one she'd left open accidentally after taking the food out for the birds... Surprised, she stood up quickly, her robe falling open, revealing her naked skin underneath. He moved quickly, a sadistic smile on his face, as he grabbed her by the hair and punched her in the stomach, following it up with slap to her face knocking her to the ground. As she started crawling away, he kicked at her - his leather-booted foot connecting squarely with her ass. She screamed and he dropped to the floor, grabbing her by the shoulder, wrenching her around and slapping her again and again. "If you make a noise, I'll hurt you, cunt" he threatened. She whimpered. "Take off your robe". Not knowing what else to do, she complied, shucking the robe off her shoulders and dropping it behind her on the floor as she sat, legs sprawled to one side. Smirking, he reached down and pinched a nipple, pulling it out and then letting it snap back. "Agh," she screamed involuntarily. He slapped her face and then her tits. "I said, not a sound." Her eyes wide, she nodded. He reached down to cup her cunt. "What a nice wet snatch you've got. I think you're enjoying this. Spread your legs, cunt." He moved to where he could get a good look. She spread her legs a little, too afraid to argue or disobey. "Goddamit, I said spread'em, bitch!" He grabbed her ankles, stood up pulling them wide, then delivered a kick to her crotch. "When I say spread your legs, you do it as far as you can, or your twat'll be broken by the time I'm done with you." His words were punctuated with kicks to her cunt, her ass, her thighs. His hands gripped her ankles like vices, pressing them forward, raising her ass a bit off the floor to give him a better target. "Got it?" the question was delivered with a vicious stomp of his heel on her labia, the sharp heel cutting into the lips. She nodded quickly and repeatedly, bobbing her head with muffled keening behind her tightly shut lips. "Good. You're starting to learn. "Grab your legs behind the knees and keep'em spread for me. That's a nice little cunt." He knelt between her legs, as she held herself open for him. "You want me to fuck you, don't you." He reached up and twisted her nipple, then yanked on it, while he stuck a finger, then two in her. "You want me to stick my big, bad cock up that tight wet little snatch, doncha." She shook her head, tears in her eyes. He punched her, his knuckles connecting right across her cunt. "Wrong answer, bitch." Another punch landed on her clit. She jerked and screamed behind tightly clenched lips, but held her legs apart. While he waited for her whimpering to subside, he sat back on his heels and unzipped his jeans, releasing his cock. "You'll regret that," he promised. "I was gonna go easy on you, and only fuck your cunt, but you din't want that..." He placed the head of his cock at her ass, held her by the hips, and pushed. She screamed and let go of her legs, to flail at him, but he grabbed her hands and yanked them down, leaving her legs draped over his arms. Using her wrists for leverage, he shoved himself into her dry tight ass. Once the head popped in, he pulled her wrists over her head to hold them with one hand, while the other slapped her face until her screaming subsided into sobbing. "I told you you'd regret not taking me up on my offer. I suggest you lay there quietly and try to enjoy this. I certainly am." He shoved in deeper, until his balls smacked against her asscheeks. She lay, numb and unresisting, as he let go of her wrists and gripped both tits. Using them as handles, he humped his cock inside her ass until finally his whole body tensed and he shot his cum up her ass. "What a good little slut, " he praised her as he pulled out, letting her legs fall limply. "Just one more little task before I leave you alone." Taking her by the hair at the back of the neck, he brought her face to his crotch. Before he even spoke, she began licking him clean, lapping at his cock with her small tongue, tasting blood and cum and shit, carefully covering his entire cock and his balls, moving back up to delicately lick up the last bit of cum dribbling out of his cock. He pulled her head away, smirking down at her as he finally released her to curl into a ball at his feet as he stood, zipping up his jeans. "By the way, you might want to lock that back door of yours..." and he was gone. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>