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(M+/F, nc, rp, v) *** It was Thursday night. Not really into it, Emily was half watching the latest Presidential debate while painting her toe nails. Her roommate Deena just left for a long weekend with her boyfriend, but she took enough luggage for a week. She had just finished helping Deena load her car before driving off. The doorbell rang. Emily thought it was Deena. But it was a stranger, an attractive black man. She opened the inner door, and, through the glass security door asked, "May I help you?" The stranger said, "Hi. My name is Lance. My car broke down (he pointed over his shoulder to the vehicle right in front of her house), and as Murphy's Law would have it, my freakin' cell died. Can I use your phone to call Triple-A?" He sort of chuckled at his predicament as he told her his story. Afterwards, she'll never be able to say why, but she dropped her guard for just a moment. Maybe it was that he was handsome. Maybe it was that he seemed charming. But she let the stranger in. She turned around to walk him to the wall phone in the kitchen when he closed the door and very quickly grabbed her from behind. He reached his whole left arm around her neck settling the inner part of his elbow in front of her throat nearly strangling her bending her down nearly facing the floor. He put his right hand firmly over her mouth. Directly into her ear he whispered, "If you scream, if you fight me, I'm gonna make sure you wish you were dead. I know you're home alone tonight. And you and I are gonna have some fun. Any resistance. I mean ANY resistance will have serious consequences. You understand?" Wide-eyed, Emily nodded her head in submission. While still holding her throat, Lance then pulled his cell phone from his pocket and seemed to hit re-dial. When the guy on the other end answered, Lance just said, "I'm in. I'll be ready in awhile." He then grabbed Emily's right arm and pulled it up painfully behind her back and walked her up the stairs. Emily wondered about the meaning of the phone call. Was he calling ahead for a ride? Was she going to be kidnapped? While she cooperated in order to stay alive, she could only wonder. Once they got into Emily's bedroom, Lance held his own arms over her arms and around her waist. He said, "Just do everything I tell you to, and you'll be just fine. I don't want one iota of hesitation to my instructions. Baby, you're gonna treat me like I was your fuckin' high school boyfriend, you know what I mean? Understand?" Emily didn't answer quickly enough. So he threw her upper body face down on the bed and spanked her ass as hard as he could five or six times, then repeated, "UNDERSTAND?" She said, "Yes." Lance pulled Emily back to her feet and began to take her top off. He removed her bra too. Then he brought her arms behind her back. And to Emily's surprise, he pulled duct tape from his jacket pocket and firmly taped her arms behind her back. He then removed everything else she was wearing. He turned Emily to face him and asked her, "You ever swallow cum before, Baby?" She didn't answer. "Well, you sure as hell gonna swallow some tonight, now get the fuck on your knees, I want my dick sucked," he said as he roughly pushed both of her shoulders downward until she was on her knees with her lips inches from his crotch. He continued as he undid his zipper, "And if you try to bite my dick, Baby you'll be blind before my dick comes off. 'cause I'll gouge your MOTHERFUCKIN' eyes out if you so much as graze my dick with your teeth, got it?" Emily nodded as Lance unzipped. He had trouble removing his dick from his pants, because by then it was nearly rock hard. He revealed what, in the back of her mind, Emily thought was a dick she would truly enjoy under normal circumstances. She estimated it to be about 9 inches long and about 6 inches around. He didn't even pull out his scrotum when he put his dick two inches from Emily's face. She opened her mouth immediately as Lance grabbed the back of her head and pushed a good three inches of it into her mouth and past her teeth. Lance then told Emily, "Keep suckin," while he finally took off his jacket. Obediently, Emily never stopped sucking while he pulled his shirt over his head. As she looked up at him she couldn't help but notice his muscular body. She also noticed that, despite the violence of her predicament, her pussy was becoming wetter by the minute. Sucking dick was one of her favorite things. And sucking a big one was even better. Sucking a big one attached to an attractive man: pussy-dripping tsunami. Lance firmly gripped the back of Emily's head and hair and repeatedly pushed her mouth down his dick. He varied the speed and depth as he basically masturbated using her head and mouth instead of directly using his hands. He often pushed his dick as far as it would go, blocking her airway. He sometimes struggled to push it even further down her throat. She could see his arms and chest muscles flexing as he forced his dick into her throat. But he was simply too thick for her. While she considers herself pretty good at deep-throating, the combination of Lance's length and thickness made it impossible for her to do what he was desperately trying to force her to do: swallow his dick down to the root. Lance took full advantage of his position being in complete control of her. At times he kept his dick buried in Emily's throat, blocking her airway for varying lengths of time. Sometimes he kept himself buried in her throat for so long that she was sure that she would suffocate to death right then and there. But he always pulled out in time for her to gasp and catch her breath for a moment before pushing his dick back into her mouth. A couple of times he even walked completely around her as he looked down on her gasping and choking after the rough treatment his dick was imposing on her throat. Lance pushed Emily away and sat on the bed to remove the rest of his clothing. As he stood back up to resume his phallic assault on her throat, she was momentarily able to see him from head to toe. She realized that, in every detail, he was actually a nice looking guy—a guy who she might have agreed to date had they met under normal circumstances. Now fully nude, Lance roughly grabbed the back of Emily's head with both hands, and as a well-trained slave, without any verbal instruction, she opened her mouth wide to receive his dick again. She watched his muscles flex as he repeatedly pumped her head down on his dick. He would often switch from one hand to the other and sometimes had both hands folded behind her head. Other times he would firmly grip her by the hair or place one hand on the back of her neck and the other on the back of her head. He loved the moans she made and the sounds her throat made as he pistoned his dick so deep. Sometimes he would even wrap his hands around her neck in a "choke" hold as he continued to roughly rape Emily's mouth. As a further humiliation, he would occasionally whack the side of her face with his dick. "Tell me you love my dick!" he would say before snatching his dick from her mouth. Obediently, Emily would parrot, "I love your dick." "Louder," Lance said. "I love sucking your dick!" she said. "I know you do," Lance would say. "Lick my balls!" he said as he snatched his dick from her mouth and pointed it toward the ceiling. As she looked at them, she didn't want to anger him, but she almost laughed at how tiny his balls were. They didn't match the size of his dick at all. Each one seemed not much bigger than a large, shelled cashew nut. As Emily licked Lance's balls, he moaned and held the back of her neck. Once Lance had his fill of Emily's nut licking skills, he shoved his dick back in her mouth—her throat, actually. He shoved it as deep as she could possibly take it, and held the back of her head blocking her airway. He held her until she almost passed out from the lack of oxygen. He paused for a few seconds for her to catch her breath. Then he aimed his dick right at her lips and said, "Take it." She complied and resumed sucking. He took her head in both hands and pistoned his dick in her mouth until he came several jets of cum in her mouth repeating, "Swallow it," every time a stream flew from his dick. Emily didn't spill a drop. After Lance's orgasm subsided, he began ransacking Emily's dresser drawers looking for something. She said, "What are you looking for?" "You'll see," he simply said. He pulled out a large silk scarf and immediately began blindfolding her. "What's the point," Emily said, "I've already seen you." "It's not for me," replied Lance. Completing the knot, he hit re-dial on his phone. When a voice answered, Lance said, "She's ready. The door is unlocked." Emily's mind raced. "What the hell are you planning? You had your fun, now GET THE HELL OUTA MY HOUSE!" Emily shouted. "Nah, Baby Girl. There's more fun to come," replied Lance. With that, another guy entered the room. The guy said, "You da man, L. You said you'd pull it off, and you did!" The guy unzipped and pressed his rock hard dick against Emily's lips, folded his hands at the back of her head and said "Open up, bitch." Seeing no point in resisting, Emily eventually opened her mouth and began to suck the dick of the new stranger. The guy held Emily's throat with one hand and the back of her head with the other as he fucked her mouth thrusting his hips at her face with nearly every stroke. This made her gag repeatedly. Emily's gagging noises and moans turned her second attacker on. Through the assault she couldn't help but notice that the second guy's dick was longer and thicker than Lance's. She wondered whether he would eventually fuck her. By the time these thoughts crossed her mind, the guy let go of several thick streams of semen. Much of it dribbled down her chin. He continued to force her mouth down onto his still hard dick for quite awhile. Then he said, "Unh unh! Not a drop, Baby." He then dragged an index finger through the spilling streams of cum and stuck his finger in her mouth saying, "You're gonna eat every drop of my cum, Baby." After all evidence of his cum was removed from Emily's chin, neck and breasts, he zipped up, said to Lance, "Alright, Man. We straight," and left. No sooner had Emily sat on her heels, with her arms still duct taped behind her and the blindfold still on, and begun contemplating the fact that her mouth had just been raped by two strangers, than yet another man entered the room. This one was silent. Standing with his crotch less than a foot from Emily's face, he unbuckled his jeans and dropped his underwear and jeans down to his knees. In an almost slow motion attack, he began gripping Emily's hair at the back of her head and pushed her face toward his dick until Emily's lips pressed on the tip and just opened with almost no resistance. As Emily's mouth was pushed onto her third attacker's member, she noticed that, while it was shorter than the other two, it was noticeably thicker. In fact, it was the thickest penis she had ever experienced. The silent attacker quickly picked up the pace of his rape of Emily's mouth. She wondered what this fat cock would feel like in her, by now, literally dripping pussy. The silent one's dick was so fat, and the speed, depth and force of the oral rape were so intense that Emily was not merely gagging and moaning, but she was whimpering as well. The spectacle of Emily's beautiful lips being stretched to the limit around his fat cock, the feeling of total dominance of this beautiful woman, and the sounds he was forcing from her mouth were all too much for the silent one and he delivered numerous streams of thick cum right down Emily's throat. Emily was at this point so used to the requirement that she swallow her attackers' semen that she did so without a demand. The silent one left the room without ever uttering a sound. Just as the silent attacker left the room, yet another man entered the room. This one grabbed Emily by the throat while unzipping and fishing his penis from his pants. He very quickly forced a very skinny but long dick into Emily's mouth. He then put a hand behind her head and forced his dick down her throat to the root. He held her there with his pubic hair pressed against her nose and his balls against her bottom lip. She couldn't breathe. He pulled all the way out letting Emily breathe for a few seconds before forcing her to deep throat him again. Long Dick repeated this forced deep-throat assault for several minutes until he couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated down Emily's throat. She didn't even taste it. She didn't have to swallow. It was just gone. And so was her long dick attacker. As he left the room, Lance said to him, "So now I'm straight with all y'all." There was no answer as the man closed the door. Emily had swallowed cum hundreds of times before, but she had never swallowed anywhere nearly as much in one night as she had tonight. And the sheer volume of semen in her stomach was starting to make her feel a little woozy. She said to Lance, "So that's what this was about? A debt? You sold my mouth to three men and raped me yourself just because you owed money? How much? How much was it!? How much did you sell me for, huh?" Lance removed the blindfold and said, "Two fifty, but I didn't rape you. I just fucked your mouth. But I'm gonna rape you now." He threw Emily face first on the bed with her feet still on the floor and spread wide and pressed his dick, fully erect again after watching Emily's mouth repeatedly raped, against Emily's asshole. Emily struggled, protested and pleaded, "Please. I'll do anything. Just not there. Please. I can't take that. Please. I'll do anything." Lance said, "Alright. Full cooperation, or all bets are off. If I get so much as a hint of resistance from you, or if you don't fuck me back with all your might, then I'm gonna fuck you in the ass, Baby." Emily weakly said, "OK." Lance then, rammed his dick into Emily's pussy. She was so soaking wet and so horny from her numerous oral assaults of the evening that she nearly came on the spot. Lance stood on the floor behind her with his legs forcing hers wider and grabbed her by the shoulders and fucked her deeply, bruising her cervix with every stroke. It didn't take long for both of them to cum simultaneously. Emily said, "See. I cooperated. So you can untie me and be on your way." "Unh unh. One more thing. On your knees," Lance said as he pointed to the floor at the corner of the bed. He then laid face down on the bed with his crotch on the corner of the bed right in front of Emily. Lance said, "Stick your tongue up my ass." Emily felt sick. After all the utter humiliation of the night, this excuse for a human being wanted to humiliate her even further—to the maximum extent. She felt nauseated. "Tongue-fuck my asshole, Baby! Toss my salad. Give me a god dammed rim job! Full cooperation, remember? Or I swear, I'm gonna fuck your asshole tonight!" Emily noticed Lance's very tiny nuts again, and a crazy thought came to her. She acted on it at once. Instead of sticking her tongue in his ass, she wrapped her teeth around Lance's scrotum and he said, 3 octaves higher, "What the hell you doin'?" Through her gritted teeth, Emily mumbled, "Go to the window." "What?" Lance said. "Got to the window," Emily repeated (her mouth still half full of Lance's tiny scrotum). She squeezed her teeth together to "motivate" Lance. He walked over on his hands and knees with his ass high in the air and Emily's mouth firmly attached to his scrotum. "Now what?" demanded Lance. "Open the window, stick your head out and yell that you raped me and I've got you by the nuts." "No fucking w..." Before Lance could finish his refusal, Emily tightened her teeth on Lance's scrotum, and he whimpered a very high pitched, "OK, OK, OK." Lance opened the window, and, with tears in his eyes, he pushed his head out the window and said, "I raped her." "Louder," Emily said as she shoved him so that he was hanging out the window down to his navel. "Say, I raped Emily with my friends and she's got me by the nuts!" He said it but not loud enough. Emily tightened again. This time he said it much louder, and he said it five or six more times. "Say it again and say 'somebody call the cops'" said Emily. Emily forced him to repeat this several times. Eventually the cops arrived. Emily told him to tell the cops to, "Come upstairs. She's got me by the nuts." He did so in a high pitched, tormented voice. As she heard the two police officers climbing the stairs in her house, she pulled on Lance's scrotum and forced him to turn so that his head was aimed at the door. The cops entered the room with their guns drawn. Emily, still with her arms duct taped behind her, growled as she bit down as hard as she ever has in her life. Lance shrieked like a pre-teen girl seeing a bunch of rats crawl on her. Emily shoved Lance toward the cops and spit his severed nuts at him and yelled to the cops, "He raped me! He raped me and had his three friends come over and rape my mouth after he tied my arms and blindfolded me!" Lance was tried, convicted and sentenced to twelve years in prison. A review of Lances' cell phone records easily led to the other three attackers. They all got three years. There's a funny thing that happens to a man with no nuts. No matter how much iron he pumps, he can't gain any muscle. In fact, he can't even keep too much of the muscle he had. While Lance slowly became a hopeless weakling in prison, his co-attackers pumped iron daily and got huge. So, shortly before their release from prison, all three of Emily's unseen (the night of the attack at least) attackers seized the opportunity to gang rape Lance, giving him a taste of his own medicine. This was only fitting after all, since it was his idea to rape Emily in the first place. END -------------------------------------------------------- This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help. -------------------------------------------------------- Kristen's collection - Directory 84