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You arent stretching these enough cow. Let me show you

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"can you write a piece about a girl who gets raped by you and keeps coming back for more? In more and more revealing outfits, getting addicted to the abuse."

Look Who's Back For More

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

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She was a perfect victim. And it was fun bending her to my whims, leaving her there like a used ragdoll. But that was it. I thought I was never going to see her face again. Even so, I had her face etched into my memory because of how good it all felt. Her thoughts lived in my mind rent free, which gave me happy sleepless nights.

I heard my doorbell ring one night, and I was surprised because I wasn't expecting anyone, definitely not at midnight. It was raining heavily too, so who could it be? I grabbed my pocket knife, holding it behind my back as I approached the door. The ringing continued until I opened the door.

I couldn't believe the shock I was in when I slowly peeked the door back. It was her in the flesh. She was completely drenched from the rain, her nipples were poking out of her bodycon dress, her doe eyes wanting me to let her in. I reacted quickly and ushered her in, and gave her a towel and some clothes to dry herself with. I saw her as she wiped herself off, and it was already messing with my cock.

Was this a coincidence? How did she find me? What does she want? My heart raced in palpitation. I mustered courage and asked her the same. She started her sentence with "Do you remember that day?"

I definitely remember that day. I mean how can I forget? It's important to know that I have a very bad temper. There was this house party I was invited to by my cousin. Apparently it was his friend's birthday and he wanted company. What he meant was he wanted a driver to take him back when he was drunk to the throat. Just wonderful. I had to mingle with this stupid crowd until I had to haul his drunk ass back home, and I couldn't even drink myself.

I was wandering and minding my own business, when I spotted a guy trying to misbehave with a girl. I couldn't stand watching, so I intervened and pushed him off her. I wasn't going to lay a hand on this guy, but this guy said some words that didn't sit right with me. So my knuckles found one side of his cheek and I sent him rolling to the ground. There was complete silence as I got on top of him and punched his face to an unrecognisable pulp. I released all the rage inside me with my knuckles and it felt good.

The girl pulled me away from him and told me she was gonna buy me a drink and help wash the blood off my knuckles. That's when I noticed her. Her doe eyes and her feminine nature, her caring attitude as she washed my hands with a tissue. Her curvy figure combined with her slutty yet confident outfit (it was a tank top and jeans) made it clear why he was trying to hit on her. However it ticked something in the darkest corner of my mind and it filled me with the desire to have her.

As she went to the bar to get me a drink, I told her I didn't want it and I wanted something else. She was a bit confused, but in the rage I was in, I yanked her by the hair and took her into one of the rooms. I pinned her against a wall and kissed her forcefully. I looked into her eyes and said "I fucking want you."

She accepted her fate as the night went on, as I fucked the dignity out of her body, moulding her into positions that made me feel good which would be degrading to her. I have no idea how long I used her for, how many loads I dumped on her but I was in this rage trance and she was the object of my pleasure. I ripped open her clothes, spat on her face, pushed her face into the ground and made her lick the floor while I fucked her doggystyle spanking her ass in the process, bit into her skin and groaned in her ear from how tight her pussy was. I fucked her up pretty good that the experience stuck with me. I made her feel powerless and like a cheap whore. I decorated her body with my cum and marks and left her there as my rage came down. That was it.

Back in the present, she continued telling me that it took some time for her to recover from the incident, however that had her thinking about me more. She mentioned how she would start masturbating to the thought of me doing the same and would go crazy until she orgasmed hard. Then she told me how it was easy to track me down. She talked to the host of that party, which led her to my cousin, and eventually to me.

The next thing she said to me was shocking. She said, "I should go to the police for what you did to me. But I have a different proposal." I was confused as to what that proposal might be. She continued, "FUCK ME HARD LIKE LAST TIME, and I'll let it slide."

As soon as she said that, the same rage I felt back then came rushing back to me. Even after all this time, you may have thought I knew how to control it. But it has only gotten worse. This time, I wanted to make better use of her. Something that will keep her coming back for more. "YOU DON'T HAVE TO FUCKING TELL ME TWICE."

I sat back on a chair and commanded her to crawl to me. She was already entranced with me, so she did what was told. As she crawled to me, I made her kiss my feet and make her way up to my thighs, eventually to my shorts where she could get a feel of the boner which was waiting to be let out. I yanked her by the hair and made her kiss along the length of my cock, through the fabric of my shorts wherever I wanted. Her lips were so soft and delicate and it brought back memories. I used her own hands to pull my shorts down and immediately shoved my cock down her throat, making her gag. I held on to both sides of her hair as I controlled her head to move in and out of my cock with the pace I wanted. Even her throat swallowed my cock so tight, I was already about to cum in her.

I made her do a little striptease for me and she did just a fabulous job. grinding her ass against my wet cock, taking away one layer of clothing after another. Each little gesture was turning me on, and it made me didn't want to resist. While she was grinding, I regained control, and pushed my cock into her pussy this time, and made her ride my cock. I grunted into her ear just like last time, and she opened her mouth wide to let out cute moans, and man were they cute as fuck. From what I did to her earlier, her pussy had gotten accustomed to the shape of my cock, so it was pretty easy to penetrate her tight wet hole.

As I was using her pussy, a great idea crossed my mind. I wanted to push her to the max, and what better way to do it than with a blindfold. So I brought in a cloth and tied it tightly over her eyes. I wanted her to anticipate my every move and orgasm from it. I wanted her to squirt and whine and cry and scream and beg for all things concerning me. I made her sit in the chair and her hands and legs to it. I brought some ice cubes and using my mouth I rubbed it all on her pussy. She felt good from it, but it also sent shivers down her spine due to the coldness of the ice. I placed some on both her thighs, and made her ride those ice cubes as she had no mobility from being tied to the chair.

Once I had fun having her strapped to the chair, I took her out of it for something else. I pushed her onto the ground with her ass up and face down. I used the same rope I used to tie her to the chair, but this time it was to get her to spread her legs as wide as possible.

While all of this was happening, I was stimulating her from behind, pinching and groping her breasts, which were supple and fit in the palm of my hand. I slapped one of her tits which caused her to scream, and some tears were starting to form. But I had a thing for crying women, so it only turned me on even more. I came in front and bit down on her nipples while she was still riding the melting ice cubes, adding to the torture, while my other hand was busy slapping her other breast red. I alternated between her breasts, getting her all riled up, so that she could be reduced to a bimbo whore. The blindfold only heightened her senses, as she couldn't tell what I was gonna do to her, hence she could every ounce of torturous pleasure I was giving her. If the last time was memorable, what would she think of this?

Last time, I made the mistake of not cumming inside her holes, rather only choosing to decorate her from the outside, but this time I wasn't going to make that mistake. I made her ride the way I wanted, making sure I was able to dump a load straight into her womb. As I was about to cum, I choked her neck from behind until she was unable to breathe, and could see how her pussy got even more tighter, squeezing every last drop of cum out of my cock. With a few more thrusts, I had shot my load into her womb, breeding her because she brought it all on herself this time. Now she can't even think of going to the police, as now I have given her a new life. A new purpose. She had passed out from the ordeal, so I walked off as if nothing happened. My cum dripped out of her holes onto the cold floor, a permanent mark that would have her coming back for more.

When I woke up the next morning, she was no where to be seen. I just found a note saying "I'll be back." I chuckled to myself and went about my business. Although she never came back and I thought maybe she had come to her senses. But I was completely wrong.

She found me once more, in a different place as if she had been stalking me. She was heavily pregnant, and had managed to wear an outfit that was even more slutty. It was literally a night gown with her belly protruding through the transparent material. She took my hands and guided it towards her pussy. No panties. Just pure wetness. She came closer to my ear and said "I NEED ANOTHER ONE."

You probably know how that went.

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CW: kidnapping, cnc, cockwarming, forced pleasure

A captor forcing his victim to cockwarm him.Stolen away to a hideout he had prepared for her, her heart pounding loudly at the fear of being trapped with this stranger who had watched her greedily all day as if in ownership. As night falls, he finally approaches, his massive frame towering over her small body. He trails a finger slowly down her body to inspect her pretty little cunt, circling around her clit before slipping slightly inside to stroke her small opening. He smiled in pleasure as her warm channel squeezed his finger tightly in an attempt to expel him, the quiet whimper she let out caused him to harden further. Finally he tells her she will cockwarm him, her mind already blank in shock at the size of his monstrous cock.

He sits and slowly pulls her closer until she is perched over the top of his cock, fear and disbelief building at the situation she found herself in. The blunt tip of his gigantic cock nudging against her small hole. He smiles at the visual of his fat cock notching against her small pink pussy. “You’re going to take me deep inside you, and sit prettily while you get used to having something so big inside.” She shook her head in panic, even as her body betrayed her and she felt the wetness growing between her thighs.

He gently pulled down her hips, forcing her to begin sinking onto his thick cock. She whimpered quietly as she struggled to fit him in. He stroked her back in reassurance even as he forced her to continue accepting his tremendous girth, “shhh little one. It’s ok. You’re taking it so well.” He watched her calmly as she squirmed and cried, “It’s too much! Please we have to stop.” “Its ok” he repeated as she sunk further, stretched tightly, “It’s not all the way in yet. You’ve got such a perfect pussy, you can take all of it. I know you can”. A single tear escaped as he continued to advance. To take and fill. To possess. Holding her tightly in place so that she couldn’t move away from his invasion. He felt her pussy flutter in desperation, “breathe, little one, breathe for me”. She gasped in air as he continued to work his way into her body.

“Such a good girl taking daddy’s cock deep inside”, she whined long and low. “Shhhh, you’re doing so good. So pretty for me”. He watched with a possessive glint in his eye as she struggled to accomodate the thick intrusion. She let out small gasping sounds as more and more of his cock was forced into her. “Thats right, sit nicely while Daddy fills your sweet cunt” he whispered. She felt as full as she could possibly get when he paused in bringing their hips together. She mistakenly believed this was the end, that she had taken his full cock - she sobbed once, reluctantly sagging in relief against his body. He stroked her back, her hips, comforting her where she lay against his wide chest. “You’re so beautiful like this, little one.” He reached a hand between them to lightly stroke where she was stretched widely around him. She shivered at the sensation. “A bit more now sweetheart, then you can relax here while you keep Daddy nice and warm”. She tensed at learning she had yet to take his full length.

His large hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her down while he thrust upward, forcing his cock through her small opening. Until she was fully seated. She felt impossibly stretched and full, violated and overwhelmed, the uncomfortable pressure deep inside where his cock brushed her cervix with every adjustment of their bodies. “Youre doing so good, sweetheart. Such a good girl, taking Daddy so deep.” She let out an involuntary whimper at the overwhelming fullness. Her distress only caused him to harden more.

He reached around their bodies, stroking a single finger gently across her clit causing her body to jerk in reaction. A gasp escaped her lips at the combination of pleasure with pain. The dual sensations overwhelmed, making her whimper and tense up. Tensing up made the paint deep inside increase, and she cried out. “Fuck, I love that sound. It’ll be ok little one.” That single finger returned to circle her sensitive nub with continuous strokes causing her to rhythmically tighten around his shaft.

“Daddy is going to pet this sweet little clit until you feel all better”. She felt her wetness grow despite the violation of her small hole and how he was wedged deeply inside her. Her mind rebelled at the knowledge that he was going to force her to come around his massive cock. “No, no, no, no. Please stop” “you have to come little one, this is how we train your sweet cunt to get used to being filled with Daddy’s cock”.

Her hips began to rock involuntarily, sending shoots of pain as her cervix was abused by the friction. His large hands clamped down on her hips, forcing her to remain still. “Sit pretty, my little doll. Squeeze that tight cunt around my cock like a good girl. Just like that” She struggled against the invasion this stranger was forcing on her body and her mind. He pinched her clit gently, “such a good girl letting Daddy play with your wet little clit. A little more sweetheart” he added while continuing to stroke her without reprieve. Despite her reluctance and the way she was stretched wide around his giant cock, she felt herself begin to come, pulsing wildly. She gasped as the forced pleasure blended with the pain and nearly overwhelmed her senses.

He patiently stroked her through the orgasm, then cuddled her against his chest, muddling her mind when it wanted to rebel, to forget. But the way he was still deeply embedded in her forced her mind to where they were still joined. “There you go little one, so good for Daddy.” She whimpered lightly in a daze when he thrust briefly up into her. Despite the fact that all she had done was sit andwarm his cock, she new she would be sore tomorrow from his massive size. “Soon you’ll be ready for Daddy to fuck you and ruin your pretty little cunt. Tonight you’ll keep me buried deep inside all night and in the morning you’ll be all ready.” Her mind blanked at realizing she’d get no relief despite the soreness between her thighs, that she’d be stretched wide all night long. His hand snaked down her body to her puffy clit once again. “Show Daddy how prettily you come again, ok princess?”

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we should play 7 minutes in heaven but with me reassuring you that nothing will happen. once the door closes and we're enveloped in that darkness, it’s painfully obvious how easily i lied to you. before you can get a word out i’m pulling your top over your tits and yanking down the cups of your bra to lick your nipples and greedily draw one into my mouth. it’s all such good fun digging my nails into your waist and laughing about how sweet you are with your fists balled at your sides trying not to react to my tongue. seven minutes is such a long time, baby. you’re putting a lot of effort into this whole pretense of hating it. why haven’t you asked me to stop yet? why haven’t you opened the door?

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OMG I need you.

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That's feeling is something else

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#tiedup #gagged #bigboobs #boobs #groped #fondled #damselindistress #bound #kidnapped

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being drunk n high and trying to change into a small top before returning to the party can be sooo hardddd

it's just so small, and what i'm trying to cover is so much bigger!

not my fault my tits dont wanna fit into the top. One way either my nipples are visible from the low cut centre, or the fat of my tits is visible from beneath the small top - or when they finally sit nicely covered by the fabric... one sharp turn forces them to break free from material-prison and practically escape from the top

and being high and drunk, i do not have enough control of my body to y'know - actually get my clothes to comply.

so i throw my outfit on as best as i can and return downstairs to the party...

fill my drink, walk around, go outside, sit with some friends, get pulled onto someones' lap, havethempushmeasajokeandhavemyTITSCOMPLETELYFALLOUTFOREVERYONETOSEE...

ah well, at least it could be more awkward

instead i start giggling as i feel the someone beneath me reach up to massage my tits, joggle them up and down and flop them 0 large hands gripped around the mounds and playing with them before trying to return them into the top

"god is this top even meant to fit? your tits are out even when you put the top on, you must've bought this at least two sizes too small."

"Guess I'll have to keep them out then!"

I pull the top off again with a flourish, much to the delight of everyone else around the table - someone nearby giving my tit a slap almost as a pat on the back of good for you

although it turns out less than good for me when less than a half hour later midway through truth or dare that seems rather at my expense, I'm made to take my panties off on the table and let someone jerk off with them, made to kneel down from the table to deliver kitten licks to their cock and get them to finish

all the while someone nearby is penetrating my pussy with their fingers - long, fluid strokes that draw my slickness out just to give some lubrication for this person to play with my clit and make me get all moany and bothered

then i'm getting cummed on my pussy and told to let someone else eat it off of my flower whilst I try not to cum, and inevitably have my eyes roll to the back of my head and convulse when i do cum

and with enough alcohol, by the end of the night, i'd been convinced to have my hands handcuffed together and go to a neighbour to offer my body for an hour to whoever answers the naked girl on the porch

the next morning i wake up with a cum splattered body and someone's fingers still in my pussy, a cock brushing my cheek and balls against my lip

and honestly? though i dont remember a moment from the night, i can tell it's was a good night.