____________________________ | | /)| KRISTEN'S BOOKSHELF |(\ / )| DIRECTORIES |( \ __( (|____________________________|) )__ ((( \ \ > /_) ( \ < / / ))) (\\\ \ \_/ / \ \_/ / ///) \ / \ / \ _/ \_ / / / \ \ o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o o world. Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no o o particular order other than offering them to you in alpha- o o betical directories. o o I don’t believe in categorizing things. "I don’t want to o o be typed therefore I don’t type things myself." I think it’s o o a lot more fun to browse around and find 'little' surprises o o that you might not have even thought of looking for. o o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult en- o o tertainment and should not be read by minors. Kristen o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o Girls_2.1 (mmf nc rape asian) (2/2) (Wiley04) 1 Aug 1996 01:23:34 UTC "'Whip that cunt!" she heard vaguely through her own screams, and then "I've got to have me a piece of that pussy!" and suddenly the whipping stopped and hands were gripping her hips. Fire still lanced through her pussy as she jerked away from the cock pressing insistently at her virgin opening. She screamed again, her voice deep and raw, as he forced his cock head into her cunt--it was like a ring of fire burning up her cunt. Her wail petered out into a grunt as he forced himself all the way into her, his hips slamming painfully into her tenderized ass. Raped, she thought dizzily, raped brutally, mercilessly. Beaten and raped. She felt like she had been torn apart down there as he began taking short stabs into her, grinding his cock inside her, finding her moisture deep in her pussy and spreading it around to give himself a better ride. "Fucking tight as a virgin. Sweet and smooth," she heard him say, Jackson she identified through the haze of pain. Her head was jerked up violently by her hair. "Give me that pouty little mouth of yours, bitch," John snarled as he pressed his cock against her lips. Her mouth opened with a grunt as Jackson slammed hard into her pussy and John's cock slid into her mouth, distending her lips. He forced it quickly down her throat, bruising her nose painfully with his pelvis, and then began brutally raping her mouth. It was a nightmare of pain, her whole body shaking with tension, sweat standing out on her smooth skin as she trembled in agony. Finally the pain began to recede as they worked up a rhythm, fucking her face and cunt workmanlike, driving into her violated body evenly, prolonging their pleasure. Her brain could no longer sort out the overwhelming sensations being forced upon her body. Her pussy was a burning mass of swollen flesh, swelling even more under his pummelling, while her face and throat were sharp jagged edges of sensation. Her pussy started throbbing in time with his thrusts, each throb so powerful it sent clouds of blackness across her vision. A wispy, fluttering sensation started in the pit of her stomach, drawing in her tiny waist as her stomach muscles tensed. She wasn't thinking anymore, she couldn't think. Her whole body was just a piece of raw sensation. A finger found its way into her asshole, adding to a mounting pressure filling her body. Black clouds floated continuously before her vision, interupted by stinging points of light. The wispy fluttering grew into an insistent buzzing sensation, and spread throughout her body. Her breasts felt heavy and her nipples swollen as the sensation grew stronger, more powerful, making her body involuntarily hump against the horse. "Fuck ya..." "Ride 'em cowboy!" "Gook bitch loving every second of it..." Her lithe, slender body was shaking and humping uncontrollably now, the sensations assailing it overwhelming. She didn't want it to stop but she wanted it to end--it was too much. As she felt John's come slide down her throat lights danced before her eyes, her whole body tensed, small, clawed animals seemed to be scratching along her every nerve as she climaxed, bucking and jerking in her bonds against her rapist's cocks. Her pussy spasmed time and time again, sending jolting shocks of pleasure through her stunned mind, drawing an inarticulate yell from Jackson as he shot his come deep inside her. She shook like that for a long time while waves of pleasure rolled through her, the two men holding their softening cocks inside her while her climax slowly petered out until she lay limp, still bound, over the spring horse. "Damn," she heard one of them say, which one she didn't know, "the cunt freaked out!" "Come on, lets get her on the grass." That was Jose. She felt them untying her and lifting her body from the horse. She was in a state of lassitude, her body slick with her sweat, a sickening feeling slowly growing in her as she fully realized what had happened. She had come, for the first time in her life, she had orgasmed, and it had been while being brutally raped. Part of her mind wailed at the degredation she had endured; another part snapped at her, calling her a whore, a slut, to enjoy what these men had done to her. It took all her willpower to keep from breaking into tears. They laid her down on the grass near the playground and she heard Jose command, "on your knees, bitch." She painfully straightened herself, her muscles and ass aching, and adjusted herself so that she was on her knees, her ass resting on her heels, her slender Eurasian body swaying slightly in the night, feeling Jackson's come oozing from her cunt onto her thighs. Jose was sitting crosslegged in front of her, naked except for his socks. "You know, Chinagirl," he said, "I've never seen a cunt come so hard in my entire life." She cringed inwardly, her mind calling her a worthless sex crazed slut. "You are some piece of ass," he continued. "Sooo.... I'm going to give you a break. You come over here and fuck me good, and I'll let you go," she saw him shoot a quick scowl at his companions. "But if you don't make me come in 8 minutes, I'm going to fuck you up the ass. Got it?" With that he laid onto his back, his cock laying hard against his stomach and his hands supporting his head. "Please..." she begged, "don't." "Seven minutes and 45 seconds." Choking down a sob, she crawled over to him, carefully straddling his body, her form beautiful in the moonlight, her long brain falling down her back. Oh god, she said to herself, he's making me rape myself. She hung her head in humiliation as she reached under herself, her braid falling against his chest, and guided his cock against her slit, wet from her own come and Jackson's. She closed her eyes and a tear slipped between the long lashes to trickle down her face, lighting up her beautiful cheekbones as she slowly lowered herself onto his cock, feeling it slide smoothly in her well lubricated passageway. She began to rock back and forth, supporting herself above him on her hands, her breasts swaying beneath her as she worked his cock inside her cunt. Part of her cowered in humiliation--making her actively participate in her own rape. The other part screamed at her SLUT SLUT SLUT over and over as she worked him inside her, hoping beyond hope she could make him come and he would let her go. "Seven Minutes," one of the others cried out. She began to hump faster, the muscles in her gorgeous thighs straining as she fucked her rapist. Her breath came faster as she worked harder, and she sucked in her lower lip to keep from sobbing as she felt a warm glow of pleasure spread out from her pussy. Oh god what kind of whore was she, she thought as she dropped to her elbows, her chest against his now, her head against his neck, her legs still bent beneath her. "Six Minutes." She humped into him harder, focusing her mind on making him come, trying to ignore the pleasure which washed through her with every roll of his cock within her, with every blow of her pelvis against his. "Five Minutes." Five minutes her mind echoes. Five more minutes. His hands were gripping her tenderized ass now, sending shards of pleasure through to her cunt. She was breathing heavily now, her hands gripping his shoulders. "Four Minutes." She was working for her own release now, lost in her own pleasure. "Good," she whispered, "so good," knowing he could hear her, knowing she was a slut. All that mattered now was the orgasm which was building, slowly building, slowly reaching into her body and strumming every nerve, from her neck to her groin to her toes. "Three Minutes." She felt his hand grip the back of her head and pull her face toward his. His tongue stabbed between her lips and she opened to him, feeling the warm caress of his mouth, sending chills down her spine. Her hips worked rhythmically now, pushing her ever closer. "Two Minutes." She gasped, breaking contact with his mouth, sliding her lips down his neck, breathing hotly against him, her hands digging into his shoulders as her body began shaking uncontrollably, the muscles on her thighs ridges of effort, her nipples hard against his rough chest. "One Minute." She was close, so close. Her teeth found his neck, her hands were claws against his shoulders, her ass a blur of motion as she humped against him. She felt his hands like hot pokers digging into her ass cheeks, driving her ever higher and closer. She could feel him tensing beneath her. Close...close.... "TIME!" "NOOOO!" she cried as she was grabbed by the hips and practically thrown from him, his cock jerking wildly in the air as he stood. "NOOOO!" she cried again, not when she was so close! She was on her knees, her arms raised in supplication when he struck her across the face. "Cunt!" he snarled. "Fucking goddamned cunt!" as he send her sprawling onto her side. She felt him on top of her immediately, roughly throwing her onto her stomach, slapping the back of her head as her forced her legs apart. Her slender hips were jerked back and she felt his hands pull her ass apart, his cock pressing against her virgin anus. "No," she muttered, her body burning with unfullfilled lust as the first shock of pain hit her as he forced himself brutally into her ass. "AAAAHHHHGGGG!" she screamed, earning another slap to the back of her head. She grunted in pain now as he forced himself further into her, her body riding on a razors edge of pain and lust, her clit buzzing angrily as her body seemed to be torn apart and expanded as he stretched her ass wide with his cock. "Uhg Uhg Uhg," she grunted in time to his thrusts as her rapist fucked her ass with the full length of his cock. The pain increased, blending in with the lust to send her spiking toward a peak of sensation, an overwhelming, unbearable state of incompletion. She felt him jerk her ass back against him, holding himself there as he filled her with his come, and she didn't know if she wanted him to stop or not. All she knew was that her body was as tight as a bowstring, every muscle in her lithe Asian body thrumming as if it had been just plucked, every nerve on fire. The cock popped out of her ass, leaving a void; she wanted, needed to be fucked. Her pussy was swollen, throbbing with pleasure and pain. Her breasts felt like they were ready to burst, and she couldn't stop shaking. Hands gripped her from the front and from behind, lifting her to her hands and knees. "Suck it bitch," it was Jackson as he pushed his cock against her full lips. She quickly obliged, sliding it into her mouth as she felt John press his cock against her stretched ass. She cried out through hollowed cheeks as she was doubly impaled, the sharp pain, the sharp pleasure, of it taking her breath away. They were fucking her, one her ass, one her throat, as if she were a piece of meat, and she felt like one, felt like a raw exposed nerve they were scratching at. She reached beneath herself, jamming her fingers against her clit and into her cunt, brutally driving herself closer to release. She seemed to slip out of her body for a moment, to see the lewd picture she presented to the world. Her lithe Asian body buffeted back and forth between two men, her breasts swaying as she was jerked back and forth by their thrusts. Her throat bulging with the cock of a man who held either side of her head in his hands, sawing his cock back and forth between her full red lips as his balls slapped against her chin and her long braid brushed against his leg. Her legs spread lewdly and her anus grossly stretched by the cock plowing in and out of it. Most lewd of all though was her hand reaching back to her cunt, mauling her clit and pussy as her narrow waist and stomach heaved in lust. Her breath shot explosively from her nose as John's balls slapped again against her cunt, his cock sending jagged shard of pain through her anus which only drove her to greater heights of lust. Her throat felt raw and abused, and every time his pelvis slammed into her face made her quiver with desire. She couldn't take it any more; it was too much. She gripped her clit between her fingers and drover her fingernails hard into it Everything seemed to explode at once, as lights danced before her eyes. Unbearable pleasure rocked through her, sending her body spasming uncontrollably, her cunt sucking and gasping and roiling with her ass in ecstatic orgasm. Her fingernails dug deeper into her clit as bolt after bolt of ecstacy shocked her, each greater than the last. She was choking around the cock in her throat, but she didn't care, her slender body turned into a bucking bronco her rapists could barely control. Somewhere far off she felt them fill her with their come, which only sent her higher. She collapsed slowly to the ground as they let go of her, darkness alternating with the lights before her vision as orgasm after orgasm rocked through her body. Finally she seemed to be swimming a darkness of unbearable pleasure, and then all went black. The three men stood back and looked at their prize, a 19 year old Asian girl, beautiful, passed out from pleasure, in amazement. Jose spoke first. "That is some fuck." "She'd fuck an army and keep on going." That was Jackson. "She's going to break us." John. "Never seen anything like it." Jose. "Freaky." Jackson. "The more we give her, the more she gets off." Jose. They were all silent for a moment. John smiled. "I bet I could give her something she couldn't take." "You're on," Jackson said. "How much?" "50 bucks." "You're on." "Then give me a hand, boys." She slowly came to, her head throbbing, her whole body aching. She shook her head to clear it, but it made her dizzy and sent pain throbbing through her forhead. She opened her eyes and looked at the ground just one foot below her, and groaned in realization and discomfort as she realized her predicament--they had somehow hung her upside down. She tried to move her arms and found them bound behind her back, a rope running around her waist to secure them there, and when she shifted herself, fiery, scraping pain lanced across her labia. She looked up and saw that her legs were spread wide and each of her knees had been hooked over one of the monkey bars, three feet apart, her calves tied down across the top of the bars. The inner tendons on her legs stood out starkly, and the strain of the metal against her knees, angled as it was, was agonizing. Her eyes focused more and she realized that one of her rapists had taken two pieces of thin, coarse, rope and used it to pull her labia wide apart, exposing her inner cunt, tying it off to her arms. Each little motion caused the rope to slide against her labia, causing her excrutiating pain. Her hair fell to the ground, picking up sand as she slowly swaying back and forth, her whole body in agony. The voice of John focused her. "Ah, the whore's awake." He knelt down in front of her and began idly flicking her nipples, making her squirm and jog the ropes across her labia. "We're going to really hurt you now, but then we're going to fuck you, so you shouldn't mind." He smiled at her and she shuddered. "Please don't," she begged, "let me go." "I don't think so," he said, and picked up his belt. "Okay, guys, lets get to work." "No..." she begged as Jose and Jackson knelt to either side of her, each of them holding a pair of pliers in one hand and saps in the other. She began screaming even before John brought the first blow of the belt down against her gaping cunt and ass. She was in a blaze of agony before the first five minutes were up, her cunt a swollen mass of pain from the relentless beating and her breasts bruised masses of throbbing flesh as each man took her nipple in their pliers and squeezed hard before pulling it far from her body, stretching her round breasts into long, distended cones, and then striking the sides of them with their saps. Occassionally her nipple would slip from the grip of the pliers, and they would have to reaquire a grip, sending fresh blades of agony through her body as they beat and twisted and mashed her sex organs mercilessly. By the end of ten minutes she was screaming silently, her voice shrieked out, her body seeming to slip away from her in a haze of pain. When they finally stopped after fifteen minutes of torture, she was no longer really present in her body. She was there, in a small corner of her mind, and she knew there was a battered animal, pain inflaming every portion of its mass, its throat silently screaming itself raw, hanging upside-down, but it wasn't her. It wasn't the slim, confident, brassy young Asian girl which had been coming home from a party a few hours ago; it was just a piece of meat hanging by tenderhooks while three men abused it. Even when they cut her down, and the renewed agony of movement threatened to pull her into its pain, she managed to stay above it, to ride out the agony. And when John laid her on her back in the sand and pushed her legs to either side of her head, revealing a cunt that was a swollen red mass of flesh and tits that were black and blue and swollen almost twice their size and torn and seeping blood, she screamed at him, NO! You can't mean to fuck her! No! When he plunged into the body she watched it shudder in unbearable pain, its mouth open, screaming yet silent, its eyes glassy, its face a mask of shock and pain. She watched him fuck it brutally, and she felt it tug at her, trying to pull her down into its whirlpool of agony. Each violent thrust rocked the slender body, and she felt herself rocking with it, tendrils of pain reaching out and encircling her. Nooo! she screamed as she was pulled down, down, down. "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGG!" she screamed, her voice returning as every bit of torture she had endured seemed to hit her at once. Her body bucked up against her rapist as he slammed back down into her, driving her insane with pain. She seemed to pass beyond some threshold of agony where her brain short-circuited and she came, she came screaming her lungs out and bucking like a woman gone insane, practically throwing John from her as her body exploded in agony and orgasm. Conscousness slipped from her and returned, and she was still coming, still in the throws of the most painful and the most pleasurable sensations of her young life. She drifted in and out, sensing when John finally came inside her, sensing when he let her go to flop helplessly on the ground, bucking her way through an impossible orgasm, wailing like a woman possessed, kicking and flailing about. Her hands gripped her cunt against her will and sent her even further into orgasm, fluid spraying from her cunt in gushes, wetting the sand beneath her. When she finally stilled, she lay looking up at the stars, the pain returning slowly, but she didn't care. Nothing would ever be like that again, she knew. She also knew it would take weeks, if ever, to recover from the beating she had received, but she didn't care. She didn't care when they still didn't leave her alone, when they picked her limp form up and laid it out across the see-saw, placing her head down near the end where the hand grips were, her body angled up. She did not resist, could not resist, when they tied her arms together underneath the see-saw board--she was too exhausted, too much in pain, too much feeling the aftereffects of the torment and ecstacy her rapists had inflicted upon her. Her legs were brought up and tied to the top of the hand grips, leaving her ass and pussy, swollen an angry red, lewdly exposed. My breasts ache, she thought, knowing they were ugly masses of black and blue flesh, and grunted in pain as Jose entered her sopping pussy, fucking her slowly and evenly. She felt her body respond, and she closed her eyes as another orgasm washed over her, for the moment sparing her from the pain of her body. For the following hour and a half they took turns at her like that, sometimes fucking her in the ass, sometimes in her abused cunt, driving her to orgasm after orgasm until she was floating in a haze of sleep and pleasure/pain. Then they left her, tied to the see-saw, and she dozed for a while. The false dawn and the sound of voices awoke her; it was two members of the 12th street gang, and they laughed when they found her, and slapped her ass and her tits, causing her to scream. And then they fucked her, making her body, wracked with pain, jerk into orgasm yet again and again. When dawn finally came, they untied her, saying Jose told them to, and went away. Crawling over to her clothes seemed the most difficult thing she had ever done before she tried to put them on. They had left her money so she took a cab home, collapsing on the couch of her college apartment. 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