My shame
Animal
2006-03-07
My Shame.
The man in the black mask stood with a bowie knife in one hand and a rope in the other. “Why are you doing this?” I cried out.
“You don’t understand. You and your perfect tits, your perfect round ass held up by those long legs. You never gave us a chance; instead you went for the popular guys. Always being a bitch to us, so now I’ll make you a real bitch. ” He steadily stepped forward. “Dare move and I’ll gut you. Be a good girl and you’ll live. ” He pushed my head down till I was kneeling. Taking the rope to my hands he tied them, tightly, together and again around the tree trunk. My tears meant nothing to him, my pleas were ignored…the sick bastard.
“Let me go, please. I’m sorry, really I am. ”
“I know your sorry Ashley.
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You still need to learn your lesson. ” He walked into my cabin and quickly came back out with a stool and a bag. He put the stool under my stomach and stretched out my feet so I arched over it. “Don’t move,” he pulled two large steel stakes out of the bag, along with a hammer. One stake he hammered into the ground near my stretched out foot. His rough hands took hold of my foot, tying the rope to it and then to the stake. Taking my other foot, he stretched it out far until I screamed. Using that spot as a marker, he hammered the next stake in at that spot. He tied a rope to my free foot then stretched me wide again, wider than last time, till tears of physical pain trickled down my face. My freedom vanquished as my last free limb tied to the stake.
I now laid arched over a stool, stretched tight from arms to feet, and stretched tighter from foot to foot. He sat on a stone in front of me. “Ashley, Ashley, Ashley,” he shook his head, “Your friends won’t be arriving for at least another day. What a sight they’ll see, your boyfriend will come to find you like this,” he trailed off in thought. His hand rubbed my face, wiping the tears off.
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Remaining silent, he got up, moved his hand lower on my body. His hand rubbed my back, over my white tank top, slowly, then he moved lower to the outer side of my thighs over my cut jean shorts. The hands reached back up, over my flat stomach, around the stool, right to my tits. He rubbed soft, then vigorously. He flicked, then pinched. The hands found their way lower, to the waist band of my shorts. His fingers slowly dug into them, reaching over my cotton panties, Right to my cunt. “Not wet yet?” He laughed while pulling his hands out, then smacking them hard across my ass. “One way or another Ash, you’re going to get fucked, so just enjoy it. ”
“Fuck you! Let me go you fuck head!” The bowie reached up around my neck, almost slitting me.
“If I were you, I think it would be very smart to shut up right about now. ” The bowie knife moved away as I shook in terror. He gent dragged the knife on its side, up and down my back. “Enough foreplay,” he took the knife to my tank top, under the back of my collar, and cut it down to my lower back. His other hand held back on the tank top hard so it ripped with little force of the knife.
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The tank top dropped low, still connected around my arms by the straps, falling to the base of the tree where my hands were tied. No bra, half naked I lay. The knife moved to my shorts, he ripped a small hole in the center of them. Setting the knife down, he put his hands in the small hole and ripped the shorts wide. He cut and ripped, cut and ripped, until they laid as shreds on the ground. “Now the panties,” his poked his index hard against my ass hole then my cunt.
I clenched when feeling the pain. “What? You don’t like that?” The knife quickly after came to my panties, cutting them right over my crack. Shreds fell to the ground until my bare ass shown.
I tried to look back but I could see nothing. “Look back again, I dare you,” he said while slowly rubbing the knife on my ass, the cold steel giving me a shock. I didn’t look back again. But I heard or felt nothing for a few minutes. Silence…
I shrieked loudly. His cock abruptly from no where fell into my twat.
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Easy access with my legs spread so wide. Each thrust he pushed me forward, stretching my legs. His hands pushing all his weight into my back. With every thrust he breathed through his teeth. He was thrusting as hard as he could, ripping my unprepared pussy in two. He didn’t last too much longer, I felt the hot goop spurt into me. All his wait laid on me, his masked head rested on my back. A minute later he got up; his hand kept scooping at my pussy. A second later it reached to my face, filled with his cum.
“Lick it up,” he ordered. I shook my head. “Listen,” his other hand pulled the back of my hair really hard. “We don’t have time for you to say no. Do it, do whatever I say without question or else,” he pushed my head forward. I reluctantly stuck my tongue out.
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I didn’t have time to lick it; he wiped it over my tongue. “Now swallow it. ” I…I did. “Good girl. You been so good, I wont fuck you again. But you still need to learn your lesson. If you act like a bitch, you’ll become a bitch. Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back. ”
When he left I started tugging at the rope as hard as I could. I tried to, but couldn’t get free, no slack even, no use. Minutes later he returned, not alone though. A big black dog on a leash walked to his side. “Don’t let him bit me, please. ”
“He’s not here to bite. He’s friendly, harmless, well I shouldn’t say that.
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What I should say is he won’t bite you, he only want one thing,” he said casually.
“What’s that?”
“Since you asked,” he put the dg in front of me. He now had a gloved hand which went for the dogs cock. He started rubbing it. “All he wants is love. You’ll give it to him…bitch. ” He kept rubbing until a red tip came out. Walking the dog over me, so my head was under the stomach and the cock stuck out to my face. “Stick it in you mouth. Harm the dog though and,” he reached for the knife. I quickly gulfed the cock up, tilting my head up, before he came back with the knife. “We learn fast, don’t we? Now bob your head. ” I did the best I could with such little movement. The dog seemed to enjoy though. I felt it grow, and grow, and grow, and grow.
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This was the hugest I had ever felt. The taste was salty and he kept leaking his precum into me.
I started to drool, I started to moan. The fluids leaked out my mouth as the dog began pumping my throat, slowly suffocating me. Back and forth, down my throat, in and out. I…I started enjoying it. While gulping for air I started gulping up hot sticky cum. The dog was dumped his load in my throat. “Drink it up,” the voice said. I did so, I started sucking the cock of the juices until I could get every drop I could down past my throat.
The masked man pulled the dog out and off. He lead him to my rear end. “Whatever he does with you is up to him now…you’re his bitch. ”
The dog started sniffing me, licking my cunt. He hit my clit just right, his soft hair gently massaged my inner thighs.
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I softly moaned. The dog quit licking as soon as he started, he’s ready again. He mounted me, proudly stood over and started thrusting back and forth. He hit all over, missing every time. He poked me for about five minutes, his huge cock making me soar. His red giant rubbed over my clit, slid into my waiting hole, back out. “Come on already,” I begged. I feel so ashamed, wanting this, wanting my pussy to be filled with that cock of his. The cock played around my hole, then trouble began…wrong hole. He pushed in a bit into my ass, feeling like needled poked all the sides of my small hole. I’m not ready, I don’t do anal, my asshole is petite, no lube…oh shit. His precum provided enough lube for him, but not enough to take away from half of the pain I felt. With one strong push he was up my ass, the giant pushing far up till I felt a sharp pain. No stopping, no time to adjust even a bit. He was out, he was in, pushing, pulling, thrusting, harder, harder, harder.
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My eyes were sobbing with tears again, I cried as he fucked me. Pumping my ass like I was a bitch…a bitch. Then it felt even bigger, something did, a little smaller than baseballs. They pushed and pushed. Stretching my hole wider, slowly pushing in. “Fuuuccckkk nnnoooo,” they got half way, then bam all the way in. The dog still humping me, his hot breath on my back, tongue drooling his slobber all over me. So much pain in my ass it was going numb. My legs were nervously shaking, still tight against the rope. The Dog started going at me harder yet, like a jackhammer. Hot cum erupted into my now not virgin ass…my used bitch ass.
The masked man walked up to me. His cock hard sticking out. Within seconds he pumped a load onto me, all over my face. “You’re a good sport Ash.
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Now I’ll leave you two alone until your friends get here. Where they can find you like this. ”
“Please no. Release me,” I yelled to him. He was gone. After a half and hour with his cock in my ass it slipped out, along with all the juices. I could only imagine how wide my ass had become. On and off through night the dog fucked me. Pussy, Pussy, ass, pussy, ass. He fucked me until he could hardly move, until he was unable for more. I was unable for more after my ass got spread wide, but I still remained his bitch, in pain or not. My boyfriend got my out when he arrived. He was freaked out more than I, and I had been raped seven times last night. The dog ran off when he tried to beat it up. Running off into the woods.
Upon checking my ass, I could fit my hand up it with little effort, it still felt smaller than that dog. I never truly recovered.
A year later my boyfriend’s friend found me on the internet. A camera had been hidden in the bushes, even after the masked man had left. He came back for the footage of me being the bitch. I’m a bitch…I’m a bitch.
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