Thinking about being grabbed off the street, tied up, blindfolded, and knowing that Iβm about to be raped by a stranger
But then being given a choice
Oh. Heβs still going to fuck me but I get to choose how. No, thereβs no escape, itβs happening, and if I donβt choose then something worse will happen, but hey at least I get a choice
So do I want him to rape my throat or pussy?
Do I want him to piss on me or let him tear open my ass?
Slap my face or tits until theyβre bruised and red?
Do I want him to fuck me outside where anyone could see or let his friend join in?
Making me choose how he rapes me, adding a whole other level to the psychological damage because at the end of the day I chose to let him fuck my ass, I chose to let him cum in my pussy, all the things that happened were absolutely my fault
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The Clearing. Youβve known about the place for months. A friend of a friend mentioned it at a party, half-laughing, as if she wasnβt sure she believed it herself. A spot in the woods outside town. Girls go there, she said, and men know to look for them. Itβs not official. Itβs not like thereβs a signup sheet. You just go and wait for the worst to happen.
You laughed too. Called it a ghost story that suburban kids make up because they donβt have anything real to be afraid of.
Still, it stuck with you.
You went home that night and searched for it. Found a forum, then another, then a rabbit hole of firsthand accounts that made your face hot and your panties wet. Girls describing what happened to them in that clearing. How they walked in nervous and walked out ruined. That they didnβt see faces and didnβt exchange names. Hands just grabbed them from behind before they even heard footsteps.
At this point youβve read every account at least twice. Some of them youβve read while touching yourself, cumming with your hand over your mouth, imagining it was you on your knees in the dirt with a strangerβs cock down your throat.
Youβd never go yourself. Youβre not the kind of girl who does things like that. Youβre careful. Cautious. Always double-checking that you locked the door. Texting your friends when you get home safe. You donβt walk into the woods alone and wait to be taken by men youβve never met.
Even if you canβt stop thinking about it.
About going somewhere and giving up control completely. Skipping all of the awkward "so what are you into?" conversations, and getting straight to someone grabbing you by the throat. Being used so thoroughly until thereβs nothing left of you but raw sensation.
You finally go.
Just to have a look and see if itβs real. To satiate your curiosity. And you can always turn around and run if things get out of hand. Thatβs what you tell yourself.
You park at the trailhead as the sun starts to drop. The directions from the forum are specific, and youβve read so many stories you basically know the way by heart. The woods are quiet. Golden light filtering through the leaves.
As you get closer to the point of no return, you remind yourself yet again that you could go back. You could go home and make dinner and watch porn and touch yourself to the fantasy instead of the reality. Just stay the girl youβve always been.
But all those tiny reassurances feel hollow compared to the excitement of finally being here. Of a world opening up to you as the tree line thins out.
You step into the clearing.
Itβs smaller than you imagined. A rough circle of grass surrounded by trees, private and enclosed. Late sunlight slants through the branches. Itβs almost peaceful.
You stand in the center and wait.
Nothing happens. Five minutes. Ten. You start to feel foolish. The whole thing was probably made up. Some elaborate fiction for lonely people to jerk off to. Youβre about to leave when you hear it.
Footstep behind you. Not on the trail, theyβre coming through the trees.
You freeze, a scared doe thatβs forgotten how to run, standing perfectly still, fists clenched at your sides, heart pounding so hard you can hear it in your ears.
The footsteps stop. Heβs close. You can feel him there, just behind you.
"You came here on purpose?"
You nod. Itβs all you can manage in the moment.
"You know what happens to girls who come here."
Another nod. Your legs are shaking.
A hand fists in your hair. Yanks your head back. You gasp, and then his mouth is at your ear.
"Then get on your knees."
You drop. Leaves and twigs pressing into your skin through your jeans. He keeps his grip on your hair, keeps your head pulled back at that sharp angle, and you still havenβt seen his face. Not that youβd look if you could. Even you know better than to make a mistake like that.
"Hands behind your back"
You comply. He lets go of your hair long enough to grab your wrists, and you hear a zip tie ratchet tight around them. Your pulse spikes. Itβs actually happening. Youβre in the woods with a stranger and your hands are bound and youβre so wet you can feel it soaking through your panties.
He comes around in front of you. You keep your eyes down. See his boots, his jeans, his hand working his belt open. Heβs stroking himself slowly, already hard, and you watch as his cock dangles in front of your face.
"I own you until I cum. So open up, slut."
You open your mouth. He feeds himself in without ceremony, one hand gripping the back of your head, pushing deep enough that you gag. He holds you there. Your eyes water. Your throat spasms. Saliva pools around his shaft and drips down your chin.
"Breathe through your nose."
You try. Itβs hard to think. His cock is thick and hot and alive in your mouth and all you can do is take it, let him use your throat.
He fucks your face with no tenderness at all. Long strokes that make you choke, that leave you gasping each time he pulls back. Youβre drooling. Crying a little. Your arms ache from being pinned behind you. You wonder if heβll ever finish. If youβll be trapped here forever.
When he finally pulls out you gasp for air, chest heaving, and heβs already hauling you up by the arm, spinning you around, bending you over a fallen oak. Your cheek presses into rough bark. His hands yank your jeans down, your underwear, and then his fingers are sliding through the wet mess between your legs.
"Soaked," he says. Almost to himself. "Knew you would be. You sluts always are."
He pushes two fingers inside you. You cry out, hips jerking, cunt clenching around the intrusion. He fingers you roughly, carelessly, like heβs testing your limits. Finding out how much you can take.
"Itβs usually the eager whores like you that end up here."
He says it with a laugh as his fingers withdraw and then the head of his cock is pressing against you, pushing in, stretching you open around him. He bottoms out in one long stroke and starts fucking you like youβre nothing, like your only purpose is to be a warm place for him to empty himself.
Your bound hands chafe against your lower back. The bark bites into your cheek and breasts. Heβs gripping your hips hard enough to bruise, pulling you back onto his cock with each thrust, and youβre making sounds youβve never heard yourself make. Animal sounds. Desperate, wordless begging.
You cum without warning, your whole body seizing around him. He doesnβt stop. Doesnβt even slow down. Just keeps pounding into you through the spasms, through the second orgasm that builds right on top of the first.
"One more," he says. "Give me one more and Iβll fill you up."
You shake your head. You canβt. Youβre too sensitive and raw and broken.
"Yes you can."
His hand snakes around, finds your clit, starts rubbing in tight circles while he fucks you. The pleasure is almost painful. Too much. Youβre crying now, really crying, tears and snot and drool smearing all over
"Come on. Give me what I want. Be a good whore."
The third orgasm rips through as if it had claws, and you feel him slam deep and hold there, feel his cock pump ropes inside you, feel the hot rush of him filling you up just like he promised.
He pulls out slowly. You feel his cum leak down your thigh. He cuts the zip tie, and your arms fall to your sides, numb and tingling.
You hear his belt buckle, his footsteps retreating back into the trees. And then youβre alone in the clearing, bent over with your jeans around your knees and your cunt full of a strangerβs cum.
Your mind is quiet for the first time. Like someone reached into your head and turned off the noise thatβs been buzzing there for years.
You pull up your jeans slowly. Wipe your face with the back of your hand. Your legs are unsteady as you make your way back to the trail, back to your car and the rest of the world.
You sit in the driverβs seat for a long time without starting the engine. Your body throbs. Your wrists are marked. You can still taste him in the back of your throat.
Youβll come back. You know that now. Youβll come back next week, or the week after, and wait in that clearing for whoever shows up to use you.
Not usually into abuse/pain so much as a fantasy theme, or humiliation or wetting or medical stuff. Buuuuut. Long naughty post ahead.
Kind of imagining being tied on my hands and knees and forced through an enema in a nice open communal shower type space. Very thorough but with no regard for comfort. Totally filled with water and drained repeatedly even several cycles after Iβm already deemed appropriately prepared for fucking. Just to be sure and also to watch me squirm in discomfort while my insides are distended repeatedly, maybe completely immobilized beyond some wiggling with knees and ankles barred, or strapped to some kind of frame or bench in doggy position.
Then after Iβve had to sit through that process repeatedly, having someone methodically open my ass up with thicker dildos, and only the bare minimum of lube. Just a few strokes with each size, no slow insertion, forceful enough to be overwhelming but not enough to do damage. Eventually an appropriately thick, deep one would be selected, at least 12-18 inches and solid, lubed up, and shoved in fully, while Iβm sitting on my knees upright, legs bound bent so I canβt lift myself off of it once itβs fully inserted. More than enough to bulge my stomach and get me begging by this point.
At that point I could be used for whatever service necessary, mainly with my mouth available for anyone to do as they please. Choked, skullfucked, eating someone out, maybe groped or having my nipples toys with, breasts tied up, cunt fingered, essentially up for grabs. But in between each service, someone using one of those cumtubed toys to force me to drink water/juice/booze/whatever they want over and over. A little humiliating - only being given liquid through a false cock - but also making me drink so much water that it starts to hurt the longer it goes on. So that eventually, not only is my stomach bulging from the huge dildo in my ass, but from the amount of fluid in my stomach and bladder.
By the time Iβve been throatfucked and choked, vibed, had my tits bound up and nipples tortured and clamped, but still not allowed to come, Iβd be begging for some kind of relief, squirming with discomfort and painful arousal. And maybe my only release would be having someone grind their shoe into my stomach, heel against my clit, pressing against my swollen bladder so hard that Iβm unable to hold it in regardless of how much I struggle, still impaled on a huge shaft and desperate after hours of denial. Having someone choke me as punishment when I cry out and come from the pressure on my clit, then subsequently wetting myself uncontrollably, finally allowed some release but having my air restricted instead until Iβve completely pissed myself empty - which could be a hell of a long time after so much fluid being forced into me. And maybe as an additional punishment I could have a dildo shoved into my cunt during the whole process, both making my abused hole ache, and making it more difficult to empty my bladder, thus extending the length of time Iβm deprived of air.
By the end of it, possibly after both toys are removed and someone gets one last round of pounding into my loose, abused holes, Iβd be filthy with cum and sweat and left tied, hands bound up to the shower head to keep me upright. Totally fucked and stretched out, left for someone else to use later on, maybe hosed off with the spray real fast but not thoroughly enough to hide how slutty Iβve been.
a sweet, collared stay-at-home boytoy with a cute, soft pussy and a round little ass. being an owned pet, his holes are the property of his dom, and they love reminding him of it, keeping his holes plugged up most of the time when theyβre not being used. only problem is that baby boy keeps getting uncomfortable and taking the plugs out without permission. his owner tries to train him at first, punishing his little asshole by putting a ginger root inside of it before plugging it up and spanking him until heβs crying, claiming that heβs learned his lesson, but being the dumb toy that he is it just keeps happening.
deciding that enough is enough, his dom buys him a double dildo chastity belt. the first time he shows it to the boy he starts crying, realising what heβs gotten himself into. his dom ties his hands together behind his back before slipping a gag into his mouth, whiping a tear off of his cheek and petting his head. the chastity belt is placed on a low chair and the dom leads the boy up to it. heβs whining and protesting behind his gag and making small attemps at getting away, but heβs small and his dom is so big and strong that he knows heβd never have a chance. the dom cuffs his ankles to the legs of the chair, forcing them apart, before starting to ease the boy down onto the dildos.
the boy panics as he feels his pussy lips and the rim of his asshole parting for the foreign objects, knowing that his holes arenβt going to close again for a long time. his little pussy is forced to split open for the huge dildo and his asshole clenches around itβs toy, struggling against the intrusion, but to no avail. the stretch is almost too much and he cries out, but the dom keeps pressing him further down onto the toys.
the boy wails as the dildos fill him out, several bulbs slipping past the rim of his asshole and a big, fat dildo pressing uncomfortably against that sensitive spot inside his front hole. heβs too full and squirms involuntarily, trying to get away from the unwanted sensations, but his dom holds him down with a secure hand on his hip. once heβs adjusted slightly, they begin to buckle the boy up. heβs sniffling now, the cold metal against his soft tummy and waist making him fully realise the permanence of the situation heβs in. once the lock clicks in place his dom smiles proudly at him and gives him a kiss on the head, happy knowing his boy isnβt going to forget who his holes belong to anytime soon!
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Something about the petname Kid is so disgusting to me...yet so damn hot. I hate it but love it so much.
Having an older man call me that? Everyone thinks it's just a casual thing that he's so nice. No one thinks that his little actions like wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling me closer, buying me things, feeding me, and all that is anything...bad...
Come on, kid...eat up. While at the neighborhood picnic, gets him 10 points from the women for how nice he is. They are a wonderful kid, always so well behaved. To a coworker as he watches me work. That's it kiddo! You got it! Praising me for a job well done in front of everyone. Everyone thinks it's a sweet thing!
They don't see when he's pinning me to his bed, pushing on my stomach, and moaning. That's it, such a good kid for me... Making sure to cum deep inside me. They don't see when he's playing with my hair and fucking my mouth. Open wide, kid...don't wanna choke. Or when he's pinning me down in public and covering my mouth while fucking me from behind. Such a good kid! Taking it so well, not letting anyone find out.
One day he finally adds Dad into the mix, really closing the deal. He's so manipulative with it, really abuses the daddy issues. Pulling me in tight, Dad's going to have a real... special... talk with you later kid. That means I'm not escaping whatever punishment he has planned for me. Tell Dad all about it, while patting his lap. One day he decides he's not going to stop fucking me until I personally call him Dad. Who am I? While driving his cock into me as I try to escape it. Only to let out a loud and defeated cry for him, for dad as I cum. That's right...I'm your dad.
"my child turned out fine!" your son wants an older man to call him "son" and "kiddo" and tell him how "good of a boy he's being for daddy" while he's being fucked until his legs are shaking and can't even remember his own name.
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Just watching TV in my boxers on the couch with my son. He starts to snuggle closer. Slowly, I slip my hand down his briefs. His breathing gets heavier. Just gently start to stroke his clit. Immediately soaking wet. My boy starts to moan as my fingers slip over his throbbing tdick, but I act like there's nothing going on. Just watching the tube and gently teasing his dick. Yeah, I'm obviously pitching a tent in my boxers. I love making my son moan like that. He squirms a little bit until he can slip one hand into the fly of my boxers and grab my boner and start to stroke it.
"Found something, bud?"
"Uh-huh," he says, panting a little.
"Go ahead, you can take it out."
Without any hesitation, my son pulls my hard cock through the fly of my boxers. He buries his face in my crotch and takes a nice deep whiff. I feel his tdick twitch under my fingers. I slip a couple of fingers into his dripping cunt and I'm rewarded with a gasp.
"Show me what you want, champ."
My son stands up, my fingers slipping out of him, my hand slipping out of his undies. He straddles my lap, one spit-slicked hand stroking my straining cock.
"I want this, Dad," he says, his eyes boring into mine.
I don't even bother letting him take em off, I just rip the front of his tighty whities open as he straddles me. The next moment he's guiding my cock into his pussy, my hand on the small of his back, balancing him. I groan with pleasure as I bottom out in my son.
"You make me so damn proud, son."
He's riding me, thighs flexing as he slides that sweet hole up and down my shaft. I look into his eyes, watching them start to glaze with pleasure.
"I love you, Dad," he whispers between his pants and moans.
My heart is bursting as I grab him tight, hugging my beautiful son close. I take over the action, steadily pistoning my dick in and out of him, my face buried against his neck.
"I love you so much, kid." I'm panting and moaning as much as he is by now. I can smell our sweat and the scent of his pussy. We're picking up our pace, my boy grinding his hips as I fuck deep into him.
I shift so I can look my boy in the eyes again. My beautiful boy. His hands are on my sweaty chest. Looking into his eyes, I can feel my orgasm building. I think he can tell.
"Please, Dadβ¦"
Of course I'm going to give him my load. I've ever pulled out, and I'm not gonna start now. But all the same, I give him my crooked smile.
"This is so fucked up, son."
My son just moans and grabs my shoulders.
"That's your favorite part, isn't it, kid? How messed up it is?"
"Dad," he pants. "Please, Dad!"
My fingers are digging into his hips, I'm really pounding into him now.
"Fuck, I can't hold back. I'm gonna bust in you, champ."
I pull him hard, into a nearly rib-cracking embrace. Fuck. This is gonna be a big one. Suddenly I'm buried to the root in my son's cunt, muffling my shout in his shoulder. Cumming inside my own son. I shouldn't love him like this. Doesn't stop us. As my load keeps coming, I start fucking it deeper into him. I don't know if he cums, I don't care. My boy just feels too good to stop. I can feel myself start to soften, but I keep fucking my cum deeper until I'm rock hard again. But that's for round two, if he isn't exhausted after what I have in store for him.
I grab my son under the thighs and lift him off my cock, plant his pussy right in my face. He smells amazing, his sweat and pussy mingling with my cum. No hesitation. I shove my tonge in his cunt. My boy cries out and grips my shoulders, hard. The taste of my cum in his pussy drives me wild. I start sucking his clit like there's no tomorrow. Slurping that tdick while drool runs down my face with the cum and squirt dripping from his pussy. He's practically screaming with pleasure as I suck him off. I can feel him trembling, his grip tightening even more. Might even leave a bruise for tomorrow!
"Aah! Dad!"
l'm smiling while I suck my boy off. My beard is soaked in him now, my son's juices and my own cum dripping to run down my chest, mixing with our sweat. He's getting close. Almost there.
I let one finger brush his tight little asshole, just a tease. A sharp spurt hits my tonge and soaks my beard.
"DAD!"
Goddamn, I love making my son cum. My heart's pounding, my dick's throbbing. I don't let up, pushing my son past post-orgasm torture until he's cumming again. Savoring the taste of his cunt as he squirts again. My son, cumming in his dad's mouth.
I let up and he collapses down onto me, panting like he's run a marathon. He nuzzles face against my sweaty chest. I think I hear him mumble "I love you," but it's clear I've worn him out. My cock is gently twitching between his cheeks, but that can wait. I kiss the top of his head, caress his sweaty back.
"I love you so much, champ. You make me so proud."
I maneuver us to lie down, him resting his head on my chest. He nuzzles closer to my armpit, takes a nice deep breath. My beautiful boy mumbles contentedly, and before I know it, he's asleep.
Hey, kiddo, how was school? I saw Mike walked you home again today. How's he doing? Oh really? Do they still call it 'going steady'? Or am I behind the times. Well, whatever you call it, you have a boyfriend, huh?
Well, of course you're nervous, buddy. It's your first boyfriend! You still have a lot to learn. Inexperienced? Well, sure, at your age, most guys are. Oh, he said that? Well, he's gotta understand that he's a little... advanced. Most boys your age haven't had a girlfriend or boyfriend yet, so it's normal to not know what you're doing.
Well, I tell you what - why don't I show you a few things? Sure, that's what dads are for, right? Have you guys kissed yet? How did it go? Ok, that's good!
Oh, really? He wants a blowjob this weekend when you guys go on a date? That's kind of quick. No, no, it's ok. Well, if you really want to impress him, we have a lot of work to do. You're going to need some practice.
Come here, buddy. Let's pretend we're at on a date, watching a movie. I'm Mike. Now sit up next to me. That's it. Alright, so why don't you reach over and rub my thigh? Like that, yeah. Now move your hand to my zipper... here, this is tricky. Let me help you. There you go.
No, I don't think Mike is gonna be as big as your dad, so it'll probably be easier for you. But if you can handle Dad, you can handle any guy. Don't be afraid, go on and touch it. That's it. Wrap your hand around it. Yeah, that's normal, it's just precum.
Why don't you try tasting it? Yeah, so lean over like this - there you go. Now use your tongue to... Fuck... yeah, just like that kiddo. Really take your time and just enjoy it. Fuck. That's it. Yeah? Dad tastes good, huh?
Now open wide - you want to wrap your lips tight around the tip and start sucking. No, I'm not sure why it's called a blowjob. You don't do any actual blowing, it's all sucking. Now open wide... and then lean down... Fuck. Just like that. Keep moving your tongue around. Mmhmmm, suck nice and hard, and keep swirling your tongue like that. Fuck, kiddo, you're a natural. Mike is gonna be very happy with you after this weekend.
Ok, now start stroking Dad's cock. Nice and slow. And then let some of your drool slip out and... yeah, exactly. Use it to stroke me some more. Bob your head a little up and down. Here, let me show you. Yeah, I'll just grab your head.
Oh, that's quite a gag reflex you've got, kiddo. We'll have to work on that. Why? Because the next step is deepthroating. Deepthroating. Yes, exactly. Well, just relax, ok? Dad will help you out. Now, lower your head, take more of my cock into your mouth. That's it. Now, it's going to hit your throat and - wow, yeah, that's an intense gag reflex.
No, it's ok. Just relax. Yeah, your eyes are gonna get watery. Yeah, but all that drool just makes it feel better. Now, take a deep breath. Go on, nice and deep. That's my boy. And then... Mmmmm fuck. Oh my God... Easy, kiddo. Easy. Let your throat get used to it. Fuck. This feels amazing. Fuck.
Ok, take a breath. There you go. Now, this time, we're going to take all of it, ok? Yes, you can. You'll he fine, kiddo. Deep breath. That's it. Now... Fuck. Relax. Relax, kiddo, stop squirming. The more you panic, the harder it's gonna be. God damn you feel good, buddy. Keep going. Keep going. Almost there. Fuck. Oh fuck, kiddo. There you go. See? You did it!
Ok, let's take another breather. You're doing great. No, no breaks yet. You can't stop in the middle of a blowjob, goofball! Now, open up. No, we're not done. There you go, open wide. Just relax, kiddo. Stop fighting it. That's it. And into your throat. That's my boy. You sound cute when you gag like that. And all the way down. Good boy. Relax.
Ok, now hold it. Yeah, you're gonna show Mike how good you are at throating him, alright? Stop squirming and relax. Hold it. Hold it. Fuck. Fuck, kiddo, your dad might cum soon. And then you'll get to swallow it. Hold still. Just a bit longer. There. Alright, take another breath.
Ok, now you've taken me to the base a few times, now we need to start moving up and down. Yeah, bob your head and stuff. Deep breath. And then you can get in little gasps when you come upwards. Ok, open up. Stop, it'll be fine. Open wide. That's it. And down you go.
Oh fuck, kiddo. Oh fuck that feels good. Deeper. That's it. And back up. Ok, now quicker. Holy fuck your throat feels good. You know what? Maybe we'll skip over to throatfucking. No, don't start squirming again. Relax. Dad's got you. Let me just grab your head.
Fuck. That's it. That's it, kiddo. Take Dad's cock. Just like that. Relax. Just relax. Fuck yes. God, you're good at this. Fuck yeah. Look at you, drooling and gagging and sucking. Fuuuuck, kiddo. That's right. Dad's getting close, buddy. Real close. No, no stopping now. Relax your throat. Fuck yeah. Take Dad's cock, buddy. Almost... almost there. Almost...
Fuuuuuck! No, stay down. Swallow it. Swallow it, kiddo. All of it. Fuck yes. Gulp it down, buddy. Mmmm fuck. Every drop. Fuck. Fuck. God damn.
There, that wasn't so bad, was it? You're a bit of a mess. Lick your lips. And you have some on your chin. That's it. You're fine, stop whining so much. Dad kind of went easy on you.
Go clean up and grab some dinner. We have a lot of work to do. Once you get some food, come back here and we'll go again. Yes, I'm serious. Every day if we have to, from the moment you get home from school. We only have a few days to make sure you can impress the new boyfriend. Go eat and come back ready for another load. Thatta boy.
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dad who helps his son with his T shot every week. makes it quick and painless and he always gives a sweet kiss to his bandaid afterwards. his son continues about his day, but dad knows in a few hours that T shot is going to make his boy unbearably horny, and his son is going to come up whining for him to help him with that too. soon hes proven right. his boy is squirmy and flushed while he asks dad to help him make the ache in his pants go away. now hes on the floor on his knees while his baby boy is sat on the edge of the bed.
"dont worry, papas here to make that ache feel better, bud. now spread your legs and let me see your twitchy tdick. there you go, atta boy. youve gotten so much bigger! youre so hard, poor thing. no more begging, im here to make you feel good." dad coos, opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out for his son to see. he notices his tdick throb at the sight of his wet hot mouth.
T shot day ends with dads face soaked in his sons cum. hes moaning around his boy, trying to encourage him to really let go and fuck his face. dads a man, son, he can handle it rougher. go ahead and let everything go, make yourself feel good, he knows how badly you need this.
