the worst of the worst

Start by playing with me. I'll protest a bit, but we both know it's all for fun. Undress me, slap my face a few times, rub my cunt roughly. "To get it ready," you tell me.

Tie me spread eagle to that mattress, using the anchor points on the inside of the van, so it's nice and secure. I still don't know what your plan is, I'm too lost in the pleasure of your fingers inside me.

The cherry on top is you gagging and blindfolding me. You look back to admire your work, and I whimper at the lost friction of your hand.

This story was partially written with the help o my fet community. As I made a plethora of polls giving my followers the options to pick one of the outcomes to the story. They are the ones who led the direction of this interactive and collaborative CnC story. And this story is the outcome of their votes. I honestly enjoyed this process of story telling. Want to participate and help? Make yourself a fetlife account! I shall soon share my fet name.

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A bag pulled over your head. Hands cuffed behind your back. As I brutally strike your ass and violate your poor little pussy with my hands. Groping you. Touching you. Feeling up my little victim.

But you did not want to give up or surrender. You fought back. Sight covered, but still resisting. Body wiggling. Pushing back as you tried to escape. My rough hands holding you in place. My intent to violate and use you. But you kicked. You yelled. You tried to scare me off.

Alas. I did not move. I held you firm. Laughing at your resistance. While I spread your asscheeks and hissed happily. You knew what I wanted the moment you felt me press my thumb against your asshole. And I was going to take it against your will.

“No!” You screamed, you tried to push me off, tried to avoid me from fucking your poor little ass. Wiggling and moving against my pull. But alas, with the bag stopping you from seeing. With your hands cuffed behind your back. There was not a lot you could do, once you felt me spit on your ass you knew it was over. Within minutes you felt me reposition you and push in my veiny cock. You knew it was too late. As inch by inch of cock got crammed into your tight little bum. A feral groan escaping my lips. A pained whimper escaping yours.

You didn’t want this. You hated it. Or at least you thought you did. As you felt me wrap my hands around your throat. Pinning you in place and completely stuffing your ass with cock. Filling you up. Stretching you out. Stuffing you with dick. And without a choice in the matter. You felt me start thrusting. Painfully stretching your ass. Painfully fucking you from behind. Painfully ruining your hole. As you whimpered and sobbed beneath the bag. Feeling like fuckmeat. Like a manhandled little toy without control. You realized. This assfucking would result in you getting wetter than ever before. As your pussy dripped with lust and desire.

I continued pounding you. You continued whimpering for me. Resistance became defeat. Defeat became humiliating pleasure, as I kept pumping my cock inside your ass. Cuffed and head covered. Dehumanized and treated like just a toy. Like just a piece of willing meat to fuck. Even against your will. Even against your wishes. Until you just lay there limp and defeated. Pussy soaked and dripping. Ass sore and ruined. Just a warm and wet hole for me to enjoy. For me to fill up. Against your will.

You could just be walking down the street and a man tells you to show him your tits. You can be a good girl and expose yourself to everyone in public... or he will reveal them by force. Either way, you're still getting stared at - though if you annoy him enough, he may need to teach you your place by stuffing your pussy right there in the street and showing everyone how your tits flop around as he fucks you. You'd better learn to be obedient if you want to get to work any time soon. Or at the very least, how to stop your sloppy cunt from cumming uncontrollably around every cock that enters it... I mean, you can't blame everyone for stopping and staring when you look so pathetic speared by a man.

Or on the train, a man could decide he wants to fuck you there, rubbing his cock under your skirt before pulling your panties aside and filling you up. Everyone on the train would immediately notice, but no one would do anything to stop it. In fact, most of the men on the train would cheer, or pull out a camera to film your erotic slutty face as you get raped. Maybe one of them would order you to moan loudly and tell everyone how good it feels, else he'll rape you next. The assault won't ever end until you give into their demands and humiliate yourself. Oh, and your stop? Well, you missed that long ago.

And what about services? While men can easily shop with just money, women aren't allowed to buy anything without offering their body, of course. Maybe the local shop requires every woman to pull down her panties and spread her pussy for the cashier to see whilst moaning a specific phrase, like "my greedy cunt gets so wet when you look at it, sir". Or maybe a gym requires all women to be sufficiently edged to enter, meaning a man will finger her cunt to check she's wet enough. After all, horny brain-dead girls make the best eye candy for men. And if she's not... Well, the next few hours will be spent fixing that, won't they?

Oh, and you'd better hope you don't look too enticing. Once you get caught in a public gangrape, the rest of your day is essentially gone, along with the last of your dignity. Not to mention the photos and videos soon to be all over the internet <3

But in some sketchy house with rubbish in the front garden and newspaper in the windows.

If he really wanted you, he’d break in and out cameras up in your room so he can always keep an eye on you.