~Subject: Repost: Tales of the Witchfinder part 4B
~From: an481236@anon.penet.fi (Saint Elmo)
~Date: Tue, 23 Jan 1996 04:48:25 UTC
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Tales of the Witchfinder
(Part 4 Continued)
She continued to cry. This was madness, this was hell! "Wh-why!?" she
pleaded.
The man just smiled. "Oh, no," she began to gasp as she felt his
coarse hand grip
and knead her silky round ass cheeks. "PLEASE! NO! OH GOD! NOOO! DON'T
WHIP
ME! DON'T HURT MMEEEEEEEE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Sobs racked her
mercilessly.
"Nice," she heard Matt say. Then...The purest, white agony shot
through her body
as the heavy leather whip lashed her ass.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAGHHH!" Melissa
howled, writhing her bound hands clutching her flaming buns. And
again, the brutal whip
came down.
There were a total of ten lashes, but each had such force that the
beautiful, pain-
wracked woman fainted after the fifth, and fell to the ground like a
limp rag doll. Shortly
after the final blow, she felt herself stirring, her mind and body
awhirl with pain.
Felix was rubbing some kind of oil onto her ass cheeks, and she felt
the bleeding
welts where the whip had come down. Oh God, how could they do this to
her?
She felt her wrists being untied. Matt roughly flipped her onto her
back, and as
she stared at his huge cock, it began to spurt into her face. She
closed her eyes instintivly,
and almost instantly something warm, wet and familiar doused her
pretty face. Matt had
been excited to orgasm by the whipping he'd inflicted, and she'd been
flipped to take a full
shot of his semen on her perfect face. She thought she might die from
the shame. But
everywhere, her body was so charged with pain she couldn't even weep.
It was all she
could do to keep her breath.
She wiped the creamy goo from her face, and tasted it on her lips.she
started to
rise, only to find it too painful.
"I can't walk" she groaned.
"So you aren'y going to run away, are you?"
"No master."
It was night. They were in the fields somewhere, not at the castle.. A
campfire
crackled nearby. And she was no longer bound.
She looked at her captors sitting not three feet away on a log clad
only in
loincloths. She knew they were going to rape her, and the thought
buzzed in her mind like
a hornet.
The tall guard rose and proffered her the water bottle, and tossed her
a piece of
bread.
"It's bread and water until we get some meat in camp"
The men exploded with laughter as Melissa's pleading voice begged,
"Please,
please, I must get to London, you must help me..."
"We know who you are, cunt. You'll never get to the Duke. But before
we
deliver you to the Witchfinder for his amusements, we are going to use
you for a while
ourselves" They laughed. "You are as good as dead, you know. The
Witchfinder will give
us ten gold pieces for you alive, or five for your body. So why should
we give a shit about
your problems."
"Wh-wh-what are you going to do to me?"
Melissa Connors still could not believe what was happening to her,
even as it was
happening.
Tears rolled down her lovely face and she began sobbing quietly and
she now
stared at the men in fear and dreaded anticipation.
"We ain't gonna hurt you at all, baby," said Matt with a leer, "Just
so long as you
obey every order we give you. Is that clear?"
Squeezing her eyelids shut and sobbing loudly, Melissa nodded.
"I can't HEAR you, bitch! SPEAK UP!"
"Y-YES!" Melissa managed through tears.
"Yes WHAT!"
"Y-y-y-y-es m-m-ma-master," she said, opening her eyes again, almost
in resignation.
"STAND UP!"
Melissa rose gracefully to her feet.
Melissa's face burned with shame and glistened with the wetness of her
tears.
Melissa had never been naked and so helpless before a man. Her only
sexual experience
had been in the dark, an ill-fated castle romance. Then, after she had
joined her church, she
had vowed to stay celibate until marriage. But that was ending,
horribly, tonight in the
forest, and there was nothing she could do to prevent it.
She was naked.
Instinctively she moved her hands to cover her blond bush, and then
Matt made a
warning motion with his knife, and she hurriedly dropped her hands to
her sides. Melissa
was naked, on display for the inspection of these men who, for all
practical purposes,
owned her. Her perfect body gleamed in the firelight, theirs to take.
She wept in her utter humiliation.
"On your hands and knees, cunt!" Matt ordered, and Melissa dropped to
all fours
with fluid grace. "Now crawl over to Felix ."
Slowly, sobbing aloud, the beautiful woman crawled like an obedient
dog over to
the bearded man, whose thighs might each have been as big around as
her slim waist.
"Now," said Matt, leaning forward and speaking softly in a tone that
carried the
threat of horrible punishment, "you're going to give Felix here a
blowjob better than you
have ever given anybody. You're going to be very careful not to bite
him, and you're going
to swallow every drop of cum when he shoots into your mouth. If you
don't do all those
things I'm gonna take this knife and cut off your right tit."
Melissa trembled, but nodded. She had no choice, this she knew. Oh,
this was
horror, horror. She had never had a man's penis in her mouth; the
thought was too
revolting! But the men's expressions told her they weren't lying about
the torture they'd
inflict upon her flawless body, and so she had to consent. "Y-y-y-yes
sir," she said through
sobs, and reached for Felix 's trouser front.
"Wait," said Felix . She stopped, confused. "Ask permission, bitch."
For an instant she was confused, then the horror of the situation
solidified. Of
course, they had to humiliate her time and time again. It wouldn't
end. "M-m-may I p-
please have p-p-perm-m-mission to g-give you a blow..a blow...
blowjob, s-s-s-sir?"
Melissa managed to ask, as her gorgeous blue eyes gleamed anew in the
firelight with
fresh tears.
"Well, okay, bitch," said Felix almost jovially, "since you ask SO
nicely."
Fighting grief, fear, and revulsion, Melissa's long, fingers reached
for Felix 's
trouser front. Briefly the buttons seemed to resist opening , then it
came free, and the
opening gaped wide. In a second, Melissa saw why.
Underneath Felix 's filthy shorts, already thrusting free through the
slit in front, his
erection towered before her bright, terrified eyes. It was fully
eleven inches long, with a
thick network of blood vessels running all along the shaft. The head
alone seemed nearly
the size of a plum; thick with blood, it shone smooth as if polished
in the light of the
crackling fire. Melissa couldn't be sure if her fear-numbed mind was
playing tricks with her
as it seemed the hole of the urethra opened and closed slightly, as if
trying to cry out in its
perverse desire. The man's cock, gleaming like a birch club, seemed
like a weapon. A
weapon he would wield upon her in her sexual conquest and defeat.
Felix laughed at the shocked expression on Melissa's classic
features.
"Well, my pretty little maid, you asked..." he said with a hint of
menace.
"Please don't make me do this," she begged, "Take me to the castle if
you must, or
kill me, but don't make me do this!"
" Suck the cock, or get the knife"
She bowed her head, and reached for the huge penis.
Unsure of how to start, Melissa leaned forward nervously, then placed
her pretty
pink lips against the huge cockhead and kissed it. She kept kissing
for a few seconds, then
moved her lips down the shaft. Then, swallowing the urge to be sick,
she extended her
tongue and licked up and down the shaft slowly, like a popsicle. Felix
's breathing began to
get louder; at least he wasn't getting impatient yet, she figured, so
she must be starting
well. Extending her tongue further, she now began licking faster,
using the broad flat part
of her pink tongue. It brushed against the cockhole and Melissa tasted
something slightly
salty there. She didn't want to know what it might be.
Squeezing her eyelids shut in both nervousness and to staunch a new
flow of tears,
the beautiful naked woman wrapped her soft, virgin lips around the
head of her new
master's cock.
Felix moaned slightly. With her right hand, Melissa steadied the
massive tool at its
base while she began moving her head up and down, creating a sucking
rhythm and
stretching her jaw to its fullest to avoid any contact with her
perfect white teeth. Her lips
gripped the cockshaft firmly as she sucked, and the flat portion of
her tongue brushed
rhythmically against the sensitive underside of the head. Felix 's
breathing grew rapid, then
moans began to rise in his throat. Her fearful eyes never left his
face as she sucked him,
wary of any change that might show she'd done something wrong. For
five full minutes,
her jaw straining with the effort of pleasing her captor, she sucked,
sucked, and sucked.
Then it happened.
Felix suddenly grabbed her head and, with a fistful of her soft
golden lovely hair,
pushed her face close into his musky crotch. And he came into her
mouth.
Melissa had never tasted a man's cum, and it revolted her. Not the
flavor itself,
which, she was alarmed to find, was not so awful as she'd feared. But
the fact that she was
being raped, forced into sex, with no way to escape, the fact that she
was their plaything,
their slave, all these things bore into her mind with despair and
terror as stream after
stream of hot semen emptied from Felix 's balls into Melissa's
beautiful, ravished mouth.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" groaned Felix , as Melissa, with a new stream
of tears flowing in rivers down her high cheeks, swallowed his copious
load. She tasted
the sperm on her tongue, felt it flow down her esophagus into her
stomach. "SWALLOW
ITYOU FUCKING BITCH, AAAAAAAHHHHH!"
Felix 's grip on Melissa's hair relaxed, and she felt the stream of
semen began to
slow, then halt. For several moments she held his softening member
between her stretched,
pink lips, in case there was something more he would require. But
finally he pulled her
free. She gasped to catch her breath, periodically gulping down the
stringy remnants of
semen that still nestled on her tongue and palate, and the big bearded
man gasped above
her, and finally caught his breath.
"Okay, pretty little maid," Matt barked at her, "my turn."
Resigned to her fate, and knowing the longer she played along the
longer she
might survive her ordeal, Melissa obeyed readily. The fear had not
died down--she knew it
never would--but her instinct of self-preservation took over. She
knelt before Matt and
said, "P-please sir, may I have the p-privilege of sucking your cock?"
"Why you certainly may!" Matt said with a huge smile. Melissa reached
for his
trouser buttons and opened his pants with only slight difficulty, but
soon she had his penis
out and in front of her gorgeous face. He was smaller than Felix , but
his cockhead glowed
huge and purple in the firelight. The naked woman began the same
kiss/lick/suck action
she had tried on Felix , and soon Matt was yelling out as he neared
orgasm.
"AAH! AAH! AAH! BITCH! AAAAAH, FUCK!" he cried out, and he shot his
load into her mouth. His cum was more bitter than Felix 's, but there
was less of a load,
and with an effort Melissa swallowed the lot in a couple of big gulps.
He pulled his dick from her lips and she wept softly as her captor
regained his
breath and composure. She felt utterly, totally humiliated and
defeated.
She was wrong. There was more. Felix stood up, and Melissa noticed
with shock
and surprise he was erect again. "Stand up," he ordered her. "Yes
s-sir," she yelped and
leapt to her feet, wiping tears from her cheeks.
"Get onto that bedroll, bitch, and lie down."
"Yessir, I'm going, sir!" She went quickly. In the circle of firelight
a large bedroll
had been laid out. This was it. She knew now for certain, they were
going to fuck her
pussy, fuck her the way only a woman's husband should fuck her. And
there was
absolutely nothing she could do about it. Crying, she crawled onto the
thick bedroll and
lay on her back, shivering in fear and the cold of the English night.
Felix crawled on top
of her, and she thought, "He'll crush me, he's so big, oh God, please
save me..." But only
stars gleamed back at her from the sky.
Felix pushed her thighs apart, and Melissa cried out as she felt his
huge cockhead
push at her vaginal opening. He would make her pregnant! And what if
he had some
disease! Terror upon terror washed over the crying woman as the huge,
thick cock began
its violation of her pussy.
"AAAAAAAAAAIIIEE! AAAAAAAAA! IT HURTS!" Melissa shrieked! "OH
GOOOOOD IT'S TOO BIG!" But Felix pumped harder, faster, and more and
more of his
huge tool pushed into her pussy, into her belly. Seven, eight, nine,
ten, all eleven inches!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAGGGHH!" she screamed.
"RAAPE! RAAAAAAAPE!"
Her cries only seemed to spur Felix on, and rape it was. He pumped
harder,
banging her soft, delicate ass against the hard ground. The cock was
fully as big around as
her wrist, and it plowed into her perfect, aristocratic body with
punishing force. Melissa
thought she felt something tear inside her vagina. She couldn't tell.
Pain was her life. Fear
was her existence. The fucking continued until she was too worn down
even to cry out
anymore, then, to her surprise, Felix turned onto his back, pulling
her smaller, ravaged
body onto his stomach.
She lay there panting, his cock still buried to the hilt inside her
belly. Felix grabbed
her ass cheeks and began pumping again, a slower rhythm, but just as
painful. She wept
into his massive barrel chest as he raped her.
Then, she felt the bed roll move under her, and in a moment realized
the other man
had knelt behind her as well. Before she could fathom what was about
to occur, she felt
the other cock press against her tiny, pink, puckered asshole.
"Oh God...OH GOD! NOO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Melissa howled like a
madwoman as the head of Matt's dick inched its way into her virgin
rectum.
It couldn't be happening, it just couldn't! They were both raping her
at the same time! And
sodomizing her!! It was beyond nightmare! Beyond hell!
With a savage thrust, Matt plowed into her agonized asshole like a
pile driver.
"AAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAGGGHH!!" she
screamed and screamed. "IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HUUURRRRRRTTSSS!" But
both
men simply increased the force of the savage double penetration. Her
face was utterly
drenched with tears, her voice reduced to a pathetic whimper:
"...hurts...hurts...hurts..."
Suddenly, Melissa felt Felix jerk convulsively underneath her, and
something
warm filled her cunt. He had come, she knew it. And she knew, without
a doubt, that she
had just been made pregnant. It was that time in her cycle; she knew
it like the back of her
hand. She had no fight left in her at all as the other man came deep
inside her brutalized,
bleeding rectum.
Spent, the two men lay panting, with the raped, defeated form of
Melissa Conners
sandwiched between them.
The tall guard on top, dragged a blanket over them and, with their
softening cocks still in
her aching, throbbing holes, they both fell asleep. Eventually,
Melissa herself fell into an
exhausted, nightmare-laden slumber as the cum dried between her legs
and the tears dried
on her lovely face.
End part 4b (Necessary to split this up due to limitations of the
server)