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Dark Dreamer: Coed's Slave Girl Fantasy 5 [MMMMMf/
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!
SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL: RAPE/BONDAGE/DOMINATION/WATER/GANG BANG
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Copyright 1991 All rights reserved
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This is the story of a young Coed who has lewd carnal fantasies about
being a slave girl in medieval times. She decides to bring her fantasies
to life by arranging for a powerfully built weightlifter to role play
with her at a friend's cottage. The weightlifter brings along half
a dozen muscular friends, and the coed really gets into it. But when the
weekend is over she finds the role playing has become real.
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Part Five
Al caressed my soft ass meat with his big paw for long
seconds, then his hand pulled up and I tensed with anticipation.
There was no warning, just a sudden, harsh blow that squashed my
ass flesh flat. I felt the blow jar my body, heard the crack of his
hand against my flesh, then an instant later, an incredibly sharp,
violent pain ripped into my body.
I screamed in shock and pain. It had been a long while since
anyone had slapped me on the ass, at least, that hard, and I guess
I'd forgotten just how sharp and painful it could be. The pain
eased but left a burning ache behind as my legs kicked helplessly
and I tried to wiggle off Al's lap.
He held me in place easily, his hand rising, then cracking
down on my ass cheeks again. Again there was that terribly sharp
pain, a lancing agony that shot into my ass and stunned my system
for a second. Again I screamed, forgetting the sexual aspect
entirely, wanting only to get away from him.
But it was hopeless of course. I was not even close to a match
for his strength. His hand cracked down again and again, and no
amount of wriggling or squirming or crying or sobbing was going to
do anything to stop it.
I wept as the spanking continued, and slowly, the sharpness of
the slaps eased. My ass was burning hot, and that heat seemed to
absorb and dull the sharpness of each new blow. The heat in my ass
began to spread too, spread downward into my belly, and down
between my thighs to my pussy.
I knew the guys were getting turned on too, and knew that I
was shortly going to get fucked hard by a bunch of them. I mewled
in pain still, my ass hurting, but it was not the kind of pain it
was before and it was rapidly giving way to a different kind of
heat.
Then Al's hand, the one slapping me, slipped between my parted
thighs and rubbed across my cunt mound. He pulled his hand out and
then slapped my ass again, then slid his hand back between my legs
again, giving my pussy a little squeeze.
Between each slap he would squeeze or rub my pussy. Then he
started to finger fuck me, two fingers sliding in and out of my
wet pink cunt flesh in between spanks. I started to grind myself
back against his fingers and he laughed. I knew I should be
embarrassed, and in a way I was, but in another way, well, this was
my fantasy. Why was I fighting it? I should be drawing it all in,
revelling in their abuse.
"I gotta pork this bitch!" Al groaned at last.
He pulled me around so I was sitting on his lap, facing his
friends, my ass hot ass cheeks pressing down on his bathing suit
covered thighs. He pulled his cock free and I felt its bare heat
against my anus. For a moment I thought he would fuck me there, but
instead, as I eased upward and bent forward, he pushed it into my
cunt tube.
I moaned in relief and sank back down on it, taking the thing
way up inside me. My eyes half closed and I started to hump up and
down on the thick meat as Al gripped my hips and bucked up into me.
One of his friends stood up and came forward, standing in front of
the chair.
He gripped my hair and pulled my face forward into his naked
crotch. My lips folded around his hard erection and I swallowed it
gladly, shaking my head from side to side just so my hair would be
pulled as he gripped it.
I was in a powerful high, fully in the thrall of my fantasy
now, all resistance gone. I didn't even try to hold myself upward,
letting my arms fall at my sides as he held my hair and fucked his
cock into my mouth. I was leaning forward, my legs spread as Al
bucked up into me from the rear.
His hands slid down onto my ass cheeks and then he slapped
them both at the same time, sending a sharp burst of pain into my
system. I wallowed in it, sucking hard on the prick as it pumped
inside my mouth. I pulled my wrists up and put them behind me,
holding my left wrist with my right hand.
I groaned and worked my mouth on the hard prick within,
bouncing gladly on Al's fuck tool as it pumped into my pussy hole.
The others gathered around us and my hands reached up as if on
their own accord, grabbing for the pricks on my left and right.
My small fingers slid around a pair of cocks and I began to
jerk them off as I sucked off the guy in front of me. I moaned, my
pleasure soaring as the erotic high of doing four men at once hit
my bleary mind. I wanted more, needed more. I wanted them all to
fuck me at once.
I wanted to be a wanton, slutty, fuck animal, a slave to their sex
organs.
The cock in my mouth erupted in a long, sizzling stream of
cum, which I drank down greedily, sucking and licking at the rod
until it was almost soft. The guy pulled it out and another guy
moved in to take his place.
He pulled my head way back, using my hair. I moaned as the
pain shot into me. I thought he was going to stuff his prick down
my throat but he surprised me. He pushed my head way back, forcing
me to arch my back. Al grabbed hold of my hair then, holding it
tightly as the guy in front of me grabbed my fat, round titties.
He mashed them together around his cock and began to slide his
long, thin meat up and down my chest, using my fleshy milk bags to
squash down around his prick as he pumped it between them. His
fingers dug deeply into my pliable meat and mashed it hard against
his sliding prick, but the pain and degradation only excited me
more.
I was on the verge of cumming and as my hands continued to
fondle the cocks beside me and Al continued to pump his staff up
into my fuck tube, I bent my own body backwards, my mind imaging
the sight I must present and using it to whip me upwards into a
powerful orgasmic cataclysm of sexual ecstacy.
I shook, violently. My head rolled as I arched my body even
further, moaning and whimpering, eyes closed as wave after wave of
sexual delirium ripped through my body. It felt glorious! I felt
glorious! My body was alive with explosive sexual energy that was
crackling and tearing all through me.
I bounced madly on Al's prick as it spewed inside me, then
more cum spat out from the cock on my left. It splattered against
the side of my face and I sighed gladly. Then the cock pumping
between my tits shot off, the cum spurting against my chest, my
titties, and up into my face.
Al shoved me forward off his lap and I fell to my knees on the
ground. Hands grabbed at me, fighting for possession. A thick hand
gripped my ankle, pulling me hard, half lifting me off the grass.
Another hand grabbed my other ankle and for a moment the two pulled
me in opposite directions.
Then I was raised, one on either side of me, each holding a
thick hand around one of my slender legs, keeping them well apart.
My weight was as nothing to them as they held me in mid-air, then
began to insert their bloated fuck sticks.
The guy in front pushed his down into my cunt hole while the
guy in back forced his into my anus. They held me easily as they
began to work their pricks in and out of my body. I moaned in dazed
confusion, looking at the upside down world through bleary eyes.
Someone, Al, I think, fetched rope and my ankles were tied,
then I was hung from a tree branch, my legs wide apart. Now that
they had both hands free, the two guys fucking me really began to
ram their dicks into my belly.
I was getting dizzier by the minute as all the blood rushed to
my head. My hands hung down below me, sweeping the grass as I swung
between one rapist and the other. I had never been fucked upside
down before but it was just one more glorious degradation to my
tumbled down mind.
My crotch was completely open to them and they made full use
of it, their prongs humping down harshly, their bodies smashing
into mine, their hands gripping my soft, yielding flesh. All I
could do was moan and grunt and whimper.
One came, then the other. Both were quickly replaced and the
hard, almost desperate pumping continued. More semen gushed down
into my bowels and fuck box, and again the pumping continued. I was
doing little more than gurgling weakly by the time the last of them
used me, hanging upside down does strange things to your mind,
especially when you cum.
I came and came, and there was no strength left to do anything
except breath, and barely enough for that.
They cut me down and I tumbled to the ground in a heap, laying
there unmoving, my head heavy. Then I got lightheaded as the blood
began to rush back out of my head. The world swam around me and I
groaned in pain, my head throbbing.
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I moved down the hallway, passing the heavily armoured guards
who eyed me with hunger in their eyes. I was naked, clad only in my
chains as I made my way to the Lord's room. I stopped outside, then
tapped meekly at the door.
"Come in." he called.
I pushed open the door and moved through, looking down at the
floor. "You called me, master?" I asked.
"Come in, slave." he said. I closed the door and hurried in to
obey. My master sat on a thickly cushioned chair, two slave boys
waving tall palm fronds to cool him. I moved to him and knelt at
his feet.
"My member requires your attention, slave." he said, casually,
as though telling me for a cup of water. I crawled up into his lap
and opened his breeches, taking his limp member between my soft,
full lips as he lay back and yawned.
I slurped on it, sucking softly, running my tongue up and down
the shaft. My tongue licked down around his testicles, caressing
each with its softness, then running back up the shaft again. I
opened my mouth wide and engulfed the head of his organ, letting my
lips slide all the way down to its base.
His organ stiffened beneath my well tutored ministrations,
soon filling my mouth and then some. His prong stood up straight
and proud and my full young lips bobbed up and down its length as
he sighed in pleasure.
He pulled my head back by the hair, then shoved me back,
moving forward to the edge of the chair. I turned quickly, dropping
forward onto my hands as I pushed my behind up at him. I wriggled
back, my legs going beneath the chair as I backed into it, my
behind right up at the edge.
He grabbed my hips as he sat forward on his chair. Then I felt
his organ push against my puffy opening. He hesitated not at all,
pushing forward, forcing the entire length of his malehood into my
opening, pushing it deep into my warm belly.
I moaned in happiness, for it was a great honour to have the
master inside me. He worked his organ in and out as I squeezed down
repeatedly on it, the way I had been taught long years ago after I
had been captured. His member pumped quickly, and within minutes
his sticky white seed surged across the length of his tube, from
his body to mine, and gurgled down into my receptive belly.
He grunted in relief and pushed me away. I turned, still
kneeling, and he dismissed me.
"Thank you, master." I said. He waved negligently and I backed
towards the door, then opened it and hurried back down the hall,
hurrying back to the slave quarters lest I be beaten.
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In my dream there had been a rough metal collar around my
throat. It was still there as I woke, and so I thought at first
that the dream was continuing. But no, it was soon apparent that I
was back in my own time, my body still weak but a little more
coordinated now.
There was a long chain locked to the collar and locked also
around the tree I was lying next to. I realized then that Al had
gotten around to going through my things. I felt a surge of heat
between my loins and crawled forward to the end of the chain.
I was alone out here. It was late afternoon and I wondered
where they guys were. I cocked my head, aware as I did so that I
was acting like an animal, and happy. I heard their voices coming
from the cabin, and after a few minutes determined that they were
playing cards. I lay on the grass, content enough for now, in my
collar and chain.
I wondered what my friends, my teachers, my family would
think or do if they saw me now. The shock that would no doubt be on
their faces would be something to see. I had kept this side of
myself well hidden. There were very few people who would
understand. Most likely they would think I was sick and get me to
a psychiatrist, fast.
After a while, one of the guys came out of the house. I didn't
remember his name but he was big and heavily muscled and had long
hair. He sneered at me as he approached, and shivers went through
my body.
"On your knees, slut." he said.
"Yes master." I replied meekly. His jaw dropped and he stared
at me as I got to my knees and turned around, showing him my ass.
I raised my ass and spread my legs as he stopped behind me.
"Fuck!" he said, dropping to his knees. I felt his hands
sliding over my ass cheeks, then his hard prick pushing against my
fuck opening. He rammed his hips forward, thrusting deep into me
with his first stroke.
"Ooooooohhhhh!" I groaned.
"Yeah! You like that, don't you, whore!"
"Ye... yes, master!" I moaned.
"Fucking weird little whore!" he gritted, forcing the last
inch of prick meat into my tunnel.
His fingers clutched my hips, holding me still as he began to
fuck into me. His long, fat fuck meat began to churn back and forth
inside my cunt sheath. I whined and arched my back, pushing my ass
up and back. He cursed me, fucking harder, ramming his tool into me
with savage thrusts.
His body hammered against mine, his loins slapping hard
against my hips, thighs and soft round ass cheeks. I felt his long,
thick spear as it pumped inside my cunny, felt how it rasped across
my flesh, how its head crushed up against my cervix with each
brutal thrust, and gloried in it all.
I was totally submerged now in my sex slave fantasy, willing
to do anything, wanting to experience the total ruthless possession
and abuse by these mindless hulking males. Even the pain was a
necessary part of that, for I knew that pleasure would come with
it, and it did.
His cock spike ripped back and forth inside, sawing across my
clitty continuously, sending rippling orgasmic fires through my
system that ignited their own responses throughout my weary body.
There was such a freedom, such a total ease in submitting myself to
their will. I had no decisions to make, only orders to obey.
I felt my thinking processes altered as I wallowed in my
sensuous, sexual animal existence. I grunted in time to his hard,
cruel thrusts, acting the slutty bitch in heat, ramming my ass back
against him as he rode me. He pulled on my hair, jerking and
tugging and twisting it as he forced my head upwards. I screamed,
but not in pain, more in exultation, still grinding my pussy back
onto his prodding rod.
My whole body shook under the repeated blows of his powerful
muscled form. His hands were all over me, clutching, fondling,
squeezing, roughly pawing me as he cursed and pumped his tool into
my cunt box.
I felt the heat in my belly rising, spreading out, gripping me
in its tight embrace as it swelled and grew. My thinking processes
were blotted out by the throbbing arousal which gripped my body. I
whimpered and groaned, then shook my head franticly.
I grunted as his cock continued to stick me, my clitty
sizzling and crackling like a live thing. Then I came, my cunt
spasming and body shaking, my jaw going slack as my eyes closed. I
rammed myself back on his pistoning cock tool as I screamed in
pleasure.
He fucked harder still, his cock like a triphammer as it
churned inside me. My belly heaved and shook from the heavy blows
of his fuck organ. I settled to the ground, my knees sliding apart,
my hands giving way. He continued to rut into me, holding tightly
to my hips as he pounded his shaft down into my cunny.
Then his white jism shot down into me, gushing out the tip of
his cock spike and splattering into my belly. He let me go
then, dropping back onto the grass and groaning in relief. After a
few minutes he got up and unchained me from the tree, bringing me
up into the house. As I'd guessed, the guys were playing poker.
They looked up with obscene comments and remarks as I was led into
the room.
They shoved me into the little kitchen to make them some
dinner. I set about doing it as best I could. I was, after all,
hungry too. Sandwiches were enough for a little bit but I wanted
something hot. The problem was that I kept getting distracted.
Maybe it was the sight of my cute round ass waving around as
I moved around the counter fixing the food. Maybe it was just that
I was available to anyone who wanted me and they knew it. Whatever
the reason, I couldn't seem to go more than five or ten minutes
without one of the guys coming up and fucking me.
Al fucked me bent over the sink. Joe fucked me on my back on
the table, with my ankles bouncing off his shoulders. Mike screwed
me on the floor, on all fours. Pete fucked me up against the wall,
with me holding on for dear life.
Then there was a burst of laughter from the other room. The
guys came running over to me, grabbed me up, and carried me back
into the other room. Someone shoved all the cards and stuff off the
table and they put me on it, pulling my legs wide. I thought they
were just going to fuck me again, but instead they seemed to be
waiting for something.
Then one of them returned, carrying a can of shaving cream in
one hand and a razor in the other. He sprayed a wad of cream onto
my pussy and then began to shave my hair off. I didn't protest. The
idea was very arousing and I found my pussy getting wet with more
than the cream as he carefully denuded me of my golden bush.
With happy indifference to me, they rolled me over and pulled
my legs apart again, continuing to cut off every bit of my hair.
There were a couple of suggestions that the hair on my head be cut
off to and I knew a little thrill at the idea of being shaved
totally bald.
Apparently the majority didn't like that idea though. They
finished cutting the last of my pussy hair then rubbed at my crotch
with a towel and flipped me over again. There were happy comments
about how nice my pussy slit looked now and I had to admit it
certainly did look sweeter.
My slit was just so... so visible, so bare, so obvious now.
The tight little cleft was open and ready for whatever they wanted
to do with it. And of course, right away, one of them decided what
he wanted to do was stuff his cock down into it.
Hands from a half dozen guys fondled my pussy and slid back
and forth between my thighs, fighting for possession of my cunt
before they were pushed aside by a guy with a hard-on. My legs were
still spread wide as he stepped to the edge of the table and pushed
his cock head against my bare little cunt.
It felt strange as he rubbed it up and down my slit. I found
that my cunt was much more sensitive now without my pussy hair
getting in the way. His cockhead felt very soft as he stroked it
against my cleft. Then he held it firmly and pushed forward,
sending the helmeted head into my cunt, cleaving my pussy lips and
thrusting several inches into my cleft.
They were all gathered around watching, laughing, joking,
waiting their turn. Some of them had erections, but they seemed to
be patient, knowing they would get their turn at me. None of them
spoke to me. In an odd way, it was like I wasn't even there. They
ignored me, at least, me the person, me the body they were
enthusiastic about.
They acted very much like I wasn't a human being a tall, but
merely some kind of play thing, like a toy, a slutty little sex toy
they could use for their amusement. And the wonderful thing was,
they were right. The guy began porking me with steady strokes,
his fuck tool punching back and forth in my cunt tunnel. One of the
guys standing at the other side of the table prodded my lips with
his tool and then slid it inside my mouth.
The guys were casually holding me down, as though they feared
I would resist. Both my wrists were pinned to the table, and hands
held my ankles far apart. I had no intention of resisting them. All
I wanted was for them to use me, to demean me. And surely this was
demeaning, to be used like this as they watched and joked.
I sucked avidly on the prick in my mouth as the other one
pumped back and forth in my lower belly. There were no real
thoughts in my mind other than sex, and fucking and getting screwed
and acting like a wanton whore for these big muscular men.
Hands grabbed and roughly squeezed my titties, or clutched at
my ass cheeks as the hard fucking went on. My body jerked and
wriggled as I tried to work my cunt back up onto the pumping prick
and tried to push my titties up into the molesting hands that moved
against them.
"Fuck! Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" the guy pumping my mouth said.
"In her face! In her face!" several of the guys shouted. The guy
pulled his cock out of my mouth and started fisting it, stroking
the shaft roughly. Then his cum spurted out into my face, wad after
wad splatting against my mouth, jaw, cheeks and forehead. He really
came with a gush, coating my face in sticky white jism.
Another cock took his place between my lips. Then he guy in my
cunt pulled out and let his semen spray up onto my belly and
titties. Another guy pushed his dick into my gash and started
pumping, and again I had two guys jerking me back and forth.
Then the guy in my mouth spurted his stuff into my face and
hair, squeezing his cock to get out every last bit as he rubbed his
pecker against my face. I groaned and licked thick gobs of it off
my lips.
They shifted positions again and whoever was holding my right
wrist let go. I brought my hand over to my face, rubbing the cum
around on me, covering every inch of my skin with its warmth. I ran
my hand over my titties, spreading the cum there around too, just
as the guy screwing my pus came on my belly and chest. Again I
rubbed it around. I wanted to have every square inch of my body
covered in semen.
Unfortunately, that was when Al got his idea. They carried me
outside while Al hurried on ahead. He and another guy carried over
an old fashioned bathtub that had been lying next to the cabin for
years. It was dirty and rusty, and disgusting. Al put a pair of
handcuffs around my wrists, locking my hands behind me.
Then they threw me into it the bathtub, laughing excitedly.
There was a drain at one end of the tub, really just a round hole
now. Al stuck the chain attached to my collar down the hole, then
pulled it out the bottom and tied it to something. That left my
head tightly locked against the bottom of the bathtub.
Al and Joe then stuffed rags into the hole around the chain.
I had no idea what the fuck they were doing, but I was
uncomfortable lying here on my back, with my neck pinned to the
rust, dirty old bathtub. Al stood above me then, with his cock in
his hand.
I thought at first was going to spray more cum on me, but his
prick was mostly soft. Then he started pissing on me! I gasped and
sputtered and then yelped in complaint as they all howled in
laughter. I couldn't do anything to avoid the stream as he played
it over my face and down my body.
I kept my mouth and eyes closed as he let his stream play over
my lips and face for a long while. There were limits to the
degradations I had fantasised about and this passed them. There
wasn't a thing I could do though, as Al let his piss splash down
onto my titties and belly, then down against my pussy.
Just before he ran out, another guy started pissing. He too
sprayed most of it on my face, my hair and my titties, halfway
through his piss a third guy started pissing as well. They'd all
been drinking beer all afternoon and had a lot stared up.
Four of them pissed on me, then they all went back inside to
drink more beer and continue the card game. I lay there in a little
pool of piss, every inch of my body soaked in it. Since the bathtub
was a little angled, so the bathwater would all go down the drain,
most of the piss collected near the drain, or near my face in other
words.
My face was pinned against the bottom of the bathtub, my right
cheek pressed right against the cold enamel. The piss collected
there, much of it being soaked up by my hair, but a good little
puddle right against the side of my face.
Five minutes later one of the guys came out of the cabin and
pissed on me some more, laughing happily as he played his stream up
and down my body. I was on my back, my legs apart, feet up over the
edge of the tub at the bottom. I no longer squirmed and tried to
avoid his piss, being completely covered in it anyway. I just lay
there, closing my eyes and mouth as he pissed down on me.
He let most of it hit my pussy and it felt kind of good as he
concentrated the hard, warm stream right against my puffy bare cunt
cleft. It hit my clitty like a water pick in a way and I can't say
I didn't like the sensation. He went back indoors then, leaving me
to myself.
Ten minutes later another guy came out and let me have it, and
fifteen minutes after him another, then five minutes later I got it
again, then ten more minutes passed and another guy came out and
pissed all over me. The puddle in the tub was getting deeper and
deeper and I had to turn my head up as much as I could and breath
out of the left side of my mouth to avoid swallowing it.
Still, I was getting turned on since most of them liked to
piss right against my pussy. Although my hands were cuffed behind
me, I was a slender girl, and kind of worked them, with much
effort, down over my ass, which was slippery with piss anyway, and
then pulled my legs through them so they were in front of me.
Then I started to jerk off, rubbing at my clitty as I worked
my piss covered hands over my piss and cum coated body. I wriggled
my ass around in the pool of piss, making it splash and swirl
around me. I came as the waves of piss splashed lightly against my
cunt hole.
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