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I had my revenge though; extreme and animalistic! (Mf, ped, nc, rp, v, bd, huml) *** I had been strolling one chilly evening when I came across this little cunt about fourteen years old walking several yards in front of me. She was walking on the street alone, wearing a green dress and jogging shoes. Her blonde ponytail was particularly special in that it reached down to her thighs. Now, I fantasize about long hair; I find it a real turn-on. I just had to talk to her about her hair, so I walked faster and eventually caught her up. I complimented her on her beautiful hair and asked if she would allow me just to touch it. Maybe she thought I was weird because she started to shout and swear at me, calling me a fucking pervert, and walked away from me. I was surprised and very angry at her response. 'Jesus,' I thought, 'this little bitch needs a lesson in manners,' so I began to think of something more practical than words. I started following her at a discreet distance until she headed down an alley where there were several derelict buildings. I ran at the bitch and hit her hard in the middle of her back. She fell forward, sprawling in the street. I threw myself on top of her and hit her twice on the back of the head with my right fist to stun her. Once I was sure that she was dazed, I picked her up and carried her on my shoulder into one of the adjacent derelict buildings. Once there, I laid her down on the filthy floor. I wanted her totally unconscious so that I could have my way with her without resistance, but she was beginning to come round and I knew I had to do something. I was starting to panic now and looked round desperately for something with which to subdue her. My eyes lit upon a thick piece of wood just within reach and within a matter of seconds, I had grabbed it and hit her with it just as she was starting to get to her feet. That was it! She was out for the count! What now? I had to get her back to my apartment somehow. I lived only five minutes away but I couldn't carry her through the streets, even though it was dark. I figured I had time to get back to my place, pick up my old van and get back before she could wake up. Having decided this was the only thing to do, I lit out as fast as I could and within ten minutes, I was outside the derelict building again and loading her little unconscious body into the van. When I returned to my apartment building, I figured on sneaking her up the back stairs. Nobody ever used those stairs and my apartment was the first on the right just at the head of those stairs. She was as light as a feather so I had no problem in carrying her. Once in my bedroom, I laid her on my bed. After I checked that she was breathing okay, I went in the living room to look at my collection. Being a long- hair fetishist, I have collected a dozen things; from whips to bondage toys, all made of hair of various colors. I touched and stroked various articles, which always gave me a hard-on, and after only a few minutes, I was ready to start teaching the bitch some respect. I went back to the bedroom and started to strip the girl. Within minutes, she lay there naked, nice little tits, lightly-haired pussy and that gorgeous long ponytail. There was a small patch of blood where I had hit her with the wood but it had already dried. Nevertheless she needed to be washed, so I carried her into the bathroom and deposited her in the bath. Then I undressed myself too. The excitement of what had happened had made my cock thicken and precum had started to leak out but I had to prepare the girl now. Suspecting that she might come round once I started washing her, I found the sedative in the medicine cabinet and forced it between her lips. She swallowed it without any trouble and five minutes later, I began to wash her. What was most important was the shampooing of that beautiful hair, applying conditioner and drying. After this came the brushing. I worked the brush through those silky strands, feeling the softness, admiring the sheen. My cock was beginning to throb now. God, blonde hair was sexy! She stayed quiet throughout and eventually I carried her back to the bedroom. I had selected some items from my collection for her to wear. I dressed her in a bra and thong, both made exclusively from blonde human hair. This was having a strong effect on me now and I felt that my hormones were beginning to take me over. What should I do to her first? She needed to be awake now so that she could be taught her lesson. I slapped her face a few times and she started to come round. The sedative was keeping her a little sleepy but a few more slaps made her more attentive. Once her eyes were open, she looked at me, recognized me and the realized she was almost naked. The horror had begun for her. I dragged her to the floor, straddled her chest and grabbed a handful of hair in my left hand. She screwed up her face in pain and the realization that she was completely at my mercy began to become apparent to her. She began to plead, putting her hands together as if in prayer, but she soon discovered that I would have none of it. She began to think, 'Is he going to kill me?' The terror was building in her now. Her only hope was to be submissive. If she let him do what he wanted, he would let her go, wouldn't he? I could see in her eyes the terror I was inflicting and I was triumphant. Her eyes followed my right hand as it reached down to grasp her right hand. I placed her hand on my cock and growled, "Wank it!" She moved her hand up and down, her eyes fixed on the bulbous head. "Faster!" I shouted and she complied immediately. As my sperm shot out of me twenty seconds later, it hit her nose and chin, the final globs running down over her hand. My order to lick it off her hand got a shake of her head until I pulled on her hair again. Realizing the hopelessness of her situation, she reluctantly licked her hand, the sperm feeling greasy on her tongue. More humiliation was needed now. I climbed off her but kept my grip on her hair. "Come with me, bitch," I growled and dragged her onto the bed. The bondage ropes made of dark human hair were already in place on the bedposts. Thirty seconds later, she was tied spread-eagled on the bed. Taking a handful of her own hair, I made a bun and tried to put it into her mouth. She resisted until I forced open her lower jaw. That would dampen any noise she might want to make when I began the next stage of her humiliation. That being done, I began to slap her around. First I slapped her face again and then moved down to slap her tits and belly. She tried to protest but the hair in her mouth dampened it. Then it was time to feel her hair on my body. I took two big handfuls and started to rub it on my chest, my legs, my face and finally on my cock. My erection was pulsing and this beautiful hair was the trigger. I untied the hair-ropes holding her ankles in place on the bed and bent her so that I could tie her ankles next to her wrists at the headboard. Once that was done, I removed the bra and thong and admired the young pussy and ass before me. Time for a whipping now and I took up the hair-whip that I had placed next to the bed. The hair in her mouth stifled the screams as I began to whip that young ass. Welts were appearing on her buttocks and tears were filling her eyes. My cock was once again erect and I bent to examine that pink pussy and the little rosebud that was her ass- hole. So cute! I tasted the little rosebud, licking around it and then inserting my tongue about an inch. She shuddered, betraying the fact that she found it pleasurable. As I continued my oral ministrations, the puffy outer lips of her tiny pussy began to fill with blood and by the time I had reached her clitoris, she was shaking violently. Her orgasm, when it came, was intense. Here she was, a prisoner being violated, enjoying being licked by her captor's tongue. How humiliating! I needed to come too. I wanted to give her some pain and to degrade her so it was time for my cock in her ass. Bringing some Vaseline from the bathroom, I smeared it liberally in and around her rosebud. Her eyes widened in horror as she realized what would happen next. She struggled to free herself but in vain. I was the master now and she was the one getting the lesson in humility. She watched in terror as my cock approached her little ass and as my ten inches of man-meat slowly penetrated her ass-hole, she closed her eyes tightly as the searing pain began. I grabbed her hair with both hands as I started fucking her, almost pulling out and then pushing in all the way again repeatedly. I was riding the bitch now, just like a horse. Her tightness ensured that it didn't last long before my cock shot her ass full of hot, creamy semen. She had been sweating profusely as I had raped her and she gasped with relief as I withdrew my cock from her tortured ass-hole. I left her there to think about what had happened to her as I wandered into the living-room for a siesta. Waking refreshed some time later, I went back into the bedroom to look at her. Her eyes were closed, her breathing regular and a quick inspection of her ass revealed a swollen and still open rosebud. Traces of semen could be seen all around the area. It was now time to wake her and humiliate her again. I was fairly sure she was a virgin and figured that she was owed another raping. As I shook her, she started with fright. "Now I'm going to rape your cunt, you little bitch," I said, laughing. "Let's see if getting you pregnant will teach you some manners." The look of horror on her face as I said it, together with the shaking of her head, delighted me. Her legs were still up in the air and apart and she tried to move aside as I advanced on that little love- box, but in vain. I licked her pussy-lips and moved my tongue around her clitoris again, keeping up my ministrations until I felt her begin to shake again. My erect cock was leaking precum and that, together with the wetness produced by her pussy, made the journey into that virgin hole just a little easier. She stared with disbelief as my large cock began to enter her tiny hole. Her pussy-lips parted as my cock advanced an inch at a time until I hit the hymen. A quick lunge broke it and within two seconds, I had bottomed out. The tightness I experienced was that of a velvet vice. Her eyes bulged as I hit bottom and the scream was all but audible, the hair-bun in her mouth stifling the sound. The fucking movements caused her pain which I found most satisfactory. Again I felt the sperm rising and as my cock expanded, I could see that she knew what was to happen and resigned herself to accepting the spunk of her rapist. I shot deep within her, hoping that she would indeed become pregnant. The thought of her having to admit that she was pregnant to her parents and friends was exceedingly satisfying to me. When I withdrew, blood and spunk came out. Instead of cleaning myself, I thought it would be perfect if the rapist's victim was made to do that job. I removed the hair-bun from the girl's mouth and straddled her chest. She looked questioningly at me so I made it plain what was required of her. "Clean it with your mouth, bitch!" I snarled and she turned her head away. I yanked her head back around by her hair and growled, "NOW!" Seeing no alternative, she reluctantly poked out her tongue and touched the head of my cock. She found it repulsive and shied away, but another yank on her hair reminded her of her status and she began again. Cleaning the blood and spunk with her tongue, she was taken aback when I said, "Now suck it." She felt that she could not take this awful thing but was again reminded by the pull on her hair that there was no choice about it. And so she began. With mouth opened wide, she started to take the length of my cock, well half of it anyway. The sucking of that mouth began to make me erect again and I envisioned another humiliation for her. She would be swallowing her rapist's spunk! The more I thought about this, the more excited I became. My cock was hard again and the sucking of my captive was making the possibility of coming again a reality. After several minutes, I felt more spunk coming and held her head firm in case she tried to avoid the results of her oral stimulation. She realized what was coming and tried, without success, to spit out my cock. The load, when it came, was less in volume as previously, but the disgust in the girl's eyes as she felt my hot spunk fill her mouth was a sight to behold. She now swallowed without anything further being said. Finally I had to make her say that she enjoyed all I had done to her. I made her repeat what I said to her. "I'm sorry I was rude to you before. Thank you for fucking me. I loved your cock in me. It felt wonderful. I hope that I'm pregnant. I would love you to rape me again." All this was said with downcast eyes. A very satisfactory conclusion. Finally I let her get dressed and blindfolded her before taking her back where I found her. I'll have to watch out for her in the future to see what develops. If she got pregnant, I would know it was mine. After all, I'm black!!! END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 34