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My brother is under his blankets, and say all he needs me to do is sit at his desk. I do, and he says, "yeah, just like that." And something under his blanket starts to move. One of his buddies bites his lip, staring at me.

The way he's looking at me makes me feel funny, so I turn my head away. My brother asks if I'll do him another favor. I say yes, and he tells me to come sit on his bed. He sits up, and the blanket falls and I can see he's not wearing a shirt.

I sit next to him and he tells me that if I help him, he'll give me something good, but that I have to promise not to tell anyone except him and his friends. I promise. Of course I do, he's my brother.

His hand slides up my shirt, groping my little tits. He makes a strange sound, and I can't help but rub my legs together. One of his friends unzips his pants behind me.

"Do you want to see what I'm doing?" My brother asks. I nod.

He pulls the blanket down and I see his cock. I can't help but stare.

"Do you want to try something?" he asks.

"What kind of something?"

"It'll feel really good," he promises. "Right here." He ghosts his fingers across my panties, and I can't help but shiver.

"It'll be fun," his friend promises, and I turn to see that his cock is also in his hands. In fact, as I look around, most of them are.

"Okay," I say softly. My brother tells me to lay down on his bed, and then he swings himself over top of me. His friends crowd around.

"The guys are gonna help us, okay?" My brother says.

I nod.

A hand finds my little pussy, and I gasp as I feel his friend slide a finger into me.

"She's so fucking wet," he tells the others.

"Good," my brother mutters, and I feel something else at my entrance. Something big and hard.

"Wait," I say. "Wait. Stop." Something doesn't feel right.

My brother slams his cock into me. Hands find my tits, pulling my shirt up so they can grope me.

I scream, but his friends take my hands and legs, first pinning me down, then tying me down.

My brother slams in and out of me at a dizzying pace. Finally, he jams himself so far in I see stars, and then he pulls out.

"My turn!" his friend calls.

Another cock, and I can't help but whimper and moan.

My brother sits behind me, holding my head.

"We're gonna play this game with you for a long time," he says. "The sooner you learn to love it the better."

A hand reaches out, toying with my clit, as my brother reaches down to roll my nipple in his fingers.

The boys lose their game, and they're all pent up when they walk in. The captain sees me and smirks.

"Girls volleyball team left us a gift," he tells the others.

He gropes my tits roughly, as one of the other guys puts his finger on my clit.

"Please," I whimper. "Please no."

Something hits my thigh, and I try desperately to pull away.

One of the boys slams his cock into me, his pace rough and punishing. He groans as he jams himself as far in as he'll go.

"That's it, princess," the captain says, leaning down to whisper in my ear. "You take him so good."

The boy cums, and just as I'm relaxing, a new cock takes it's place and I start begging again.

If she doesn't come for me, I'll fill her with my cum and tell her that one of us was going to get off, and really it's her fault if she gets knocked up.

Every night I watch you, watching your every move. Observing you, studying you while you’re completely oblivious that you’re being watched. My obsession for you has fully taken over and one night as it’s getting later I know you’ll be going to sleep any time now. I sit, watching, waiting for the perfect opportunity and when you fall asleep I let you sleep just long enough to fall into a deeper sleep. I pull a mask over my face and work my way into your house.

I watch over you, after admiring you and watching you sleep I pull out my phone and begin recording everything that I do to you. I start with your clothes, pulling your shirt up just enough to expose your perfect tits, I record myself touching you, playing with your nipples and groping your sleeping body. I pull your shorts down around your knees and start touching your little pussy, poking around and pushing my fingers inside of you to feel you, to feel how wet you are for my touch, even while you sleep.

My cock is throbbing and my mind is spiraling with the worst, most perverted thoughts to do to you and I can’t take it anymore. I pull my cock out, record myself rubbing the tip of my cock between the lips of your pretty little pussy, putting on a show while I make you wet even while you’re unconscious. I push the tip in, moaning out in pleasure as your little hole accepts my cock.

I can’t control anything at all anymore, a feral animal takes over me and I start pounding into you, recording every thrust while I rape my perfect best friend. You jolt awake hoping to find a face only to find a masked one with only eyes staring back into yours. You immediately start crying out, begging for me to stop and I push my hand around your neck pinning you to your bed and brutally fucking you. Tears are flowing down your face, you’re begging for me to stop yet you are getting wetter by the thrust, you start clenching around me, and then suddenly your body starts shaking. I growl out, masking my voice from you recognizing it, “did you just fucking cum?” You hide your face in embarrassment, still begging for me to stop from behind your hands.

I push your hands out of the way continuing to pound into your innocent body, I stare into your eyes and watch as you cum again, and again and again, I watch as you slowly break, slowly cave in and start enjoying my cock and I start pounding you harder, thrusting deeper and faster. Forcing orgasm after orgasms out of your limp and lifeless body. You take everything like such a good girl.

By the end of the first week, most of the girls are broken in. They're well behaved, taking cock like good little girls, moaning on toys in class.

Everyone except me. I still fight, and the last couple days, I've hidden in my room to avoid the boys. During one of my classes, a professor has me stay back.

"You're not behaving," he tells me. "You haven't learned your place yet."

"I'm not going to behave," I say defiantly.

He comes up behind me, hands coming around me so he can grope my tits. He toys with my nipples gently.

"You need tutoring," he says. "Lucky for you, I'm a great teacher."

I try to protest, but he drags me to his desk at the front of the room, revealing straps that he uses to tie me down to it.

"My hypothesis is that the boys just haven't played with you enough," he says. "So I'm going to fix that. I'm going to play with you until you beg me to rape you."

"I'm not going to do that," I say.

His fingers trace the inside of my thigh.

"You will, little girl," he coos, and his fingers brush my clit.

He slides a finger into me. So torturously slow. He laughs at how wet I become instantly.

"After I've had my fun with you, you get to be the class slut. Up here on the desk every class, getting that tight little pussy pounded by all of your classmates."

His thumb brushes across my clit, and he adds a second finger.

He pumps them in and out of me, and when he adds a third, I can't help but moan.

yk, going into an airport, ready for a holiday with my mates, chatting n walking through the airport - only to get pulled to the side at the full body scanner and taken to a secluded area by one of the security members

it should be a simple check - i mean, i know the reason that i've been pulled to the side is because i recently got my nipples pierced and that isn't really something i can take out queueing up to get scanned...

but still, my admittance isn't enough, and so the official tells me to put my hands over my head - pulling my top off and over my arms (which is surprising, because why wouldn't they let me undress myself?) and taking an awfully long time scooping enough breast from beneath its cup, letting it flop back over my bra before inspecting either of my tits.

it's a bit of an awkward process. because it seems to take longer than it should - looking between either nipple, informing me you'd have to touch me to ensure everything is uniform...

and so you lift either of my tits and look beneath before letting them flop back down, and roll your thumps over each of my hard nipples, your thumb and index clasping either and making me let out a noise somewhere between a gasp and a whimper. my nipples still felt sensitive, having been left untouched to heal after the piercings, and each nerve seemed to be set alight by the touch

and when it all seemed done, as you withdrew from my tits, the next request came:

i'm going to also have to check beneath your bottoms to ensure you aren't hiding anything elsewhere.

i grumbled, complained about this never having happened before, and then reached down to remove my leggings. i was stopped immediately and told to raise my hands once more, so that the security member could remove it from my body instead.

and what should've been an easy article to remove by hands was suddenly ruined, as the security member brought a pair of scissors, the material sliced through and removed from my body, leaving me but in a pair of panties and an outraged expression.

the guard was unperturbed, continuing with his job and apologising with a excuse of it's standard practice you see- directing me to lean over the table and allow a thorough pat down.

which i unhappily complied with, as his rough hands patted down my thighs and calves all the way to my ankles - although when his hands came back up my body and he cupped my pussy from over my panties - his index and middle's fingers reaching over my clit whilst his palm pressed the material into my hole until my wetness penetrated my panties and transferred to his palm -

that was when i drew the line.

withdrawing and turning around furiously to give a piece of my mind, the door also opened at this point - drawing my attention to two of the boys on the trip who had come to see what was happening and what was taking so long.

and hiding my tits behind my palms and shouting at them about how i was stuck with a perverse security member, they instantly entered and came to my side to defend me...

until it seemed that they weren't defending me and instead happened to be agreeing with the guard to tie my hands down, whilst the other came to my legs - forcing them apart by the ankles whilst my hands were tied to the table - forcing my legs open behind me, my vulnerability only hidden behind my panties which were also swiftly removed by the same pair of scissors

i screamed, tugging against the ties and trying to kick my legs out so that my friend couldnt tie my ankle to the table leg, and that was only met with a slap to the face by my other friend for not complying

i gasped as i felt a finger at my entrance, gliding through a layer of slick which the cold air of a fan was positioned behind, making me have a whole body shiver at the coolness the office-fan provoked, a thumb nudging at my clit before sliding down my slit and pushing my flaps from side so side, laughing at the wet noises my pussy made despite my screams.

a cock in the mouth and one in my pussy, my screams were muffled as the table shook beneath the rough fucking that bruised the back of my throat and cervix - cumming on my tits, my stomach- and the friend that jerked off in front of me shutting my mouth and forcing me to recieve it on my face

to then be excused from inspection - to leave that room with none of my clothes returned - leggings ripped, top confiscated and bra flattened beneath my cum-soaked tits...

it was useless using my hands to try and hide my pussy and my tits behind

with each step, cum dripped from my body onto the airport floor - and when i found my friends again - they were past the airport gates adn security was not letting a passport-less, clothesless girl join her friends behind that gate

so then, forced to leave the airport - no clothes, no money, no car keys - there was only one way for the naked girl to get home, and that was by sticking one hand over her pussy, and holding a thumb out into the road with the other hand. a girl with her cumsoaked tits out, begging to be picked up off the roadside.

But it’s so big that it won’t fit at all, even though you're dripping wet despite the token struggle you put up, so, frustrated, the demon digs his hands into your waist and uses you like a toy, grinding the head of his cock and back forth against your cunt as he tries to force his enormous cock into you. It’s bumped and ridged and slimy and covered in your juice after a couple moments and within a minute you’re already so overstimulated, with those nubs and spines grinding against your clit over and over and over, that you cum right there, all over this monster’s cock, falling limp.

But that only makes him (and you) wetter, and the sticky, slick noise of you sliding on him doesn’t slow down, only gets more obscene–schlick, schlick. Frustrated, the demon continues to try to force his cock into your tight cunt, grinding his cockhead into your cleft, grunting in your ear. When you look down, you can see it moving between your legs, thicker than your arm, precum oozing everywhere, all over your mound and dripping down your thighs.

You cum two, three more times on his grinding alone. You feel so dirty, getting off on being this monster’s cock toy, still so wet and used and raw. Then, somehow, finally, the monster’s cockhead forces its way into you painfully, with an audible pop. You groan, struggling feebly, but his thick hands hold you tightly down onto him. You can feel it twitch within you.

Even though he’s so big, he’ll make himself fit into your tight, sopping wet little cunt. Slouching over with exhaustion, you watch his cock twitch and pulse as it slides deeper, bit by bit, into you, veiny and hard and bumpy and twisted and gnarled… maybe you could cum again from that sight alone, that horrible thing being pushed into you, violating you, raping you. And you, a begging slut, love it.

He can’t get himself all the way in, but he grunts and pushes himself forward and forces you down, down, down around his cock, you groaning all the while in pain, but it’s so good, so thick. You are so full, and every bump that gets rammed deeper into your sopping wet vag gets dragged across your clit, making you scream.

Finally, he stops stretching you and begins to fuck you, shaking you up and down by the waist like a human toy. The bumps and ridges grind against your nerves until you cum screaming, legs flying open even wider, and he thrusts even deeper into you than before, touching some spot inside that makes you go limp.

You don’t even know how many times you cum, over and over, limp in his arms as a rag doll, bouncing up and down, before he finally shoots his monstrous cum into you, so much, more and more, until he finally rips out of you with one last grunt and a tug, the motion pushing you over the edge once again, and the cum sloshes out of your gaping opening, having been plugged by his enormous cock. He drops you onto the ground like a used condom, leaving you dazed, limp, and wide open for whatever other monster decides to come after you tonight.

the first thing he asks for is a volunteer

i normally get picked on for these sorts of things - y'know - given im the one at the back of the class that always tucks her head into her book whenever she's noticed... i do my usual interested-in-book act and hope to go unnoticed.

it fails once again.

against my volunteering-want, i pick myself up - cheeks darkening as I feel the class' attention turn to me as my chair scrapes the floor, my heels dragging as i stand at the front and look across the classroom - seeing how many judgemental pairs of eyes stare at me - today's subject.

"Now that we have someone who has kindly volunteered - will you hop up onto the desk-"

I leaned back and let myself pull my bodyweight up so that I sat with my legs extending from the teacher's desk on the front

"-And pull your skirt up."

the words took a second to resonate before my eyebrows flew up in shock. "S-sorry?"

"Show the class your pussy," he said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. "we're in a health class and you volunteering yourself - your body - so go on, show the class your pussy."

My throat dries and closes, face draining of colour and yet heating up simultaneously, legs crossing over each other defensively whilst my body seemingly freezes at the overwhelmingness of it all.

I can't talk - my throat hoarse from the shock of it all - and instead the best i can do is shake my head erratically, not willing to oblige. was he joking? was this some example of how if you don't wanna show your body to everyone you shouldn't send pictures?

what sick thing what going on?!

it wasn't a joke though - and seemingly bad was turning to worse at the teacher frowned. "well, you've already volunteered yourself, and if you don't comply with what i tell you to do then there will be consequences, miss."

my body remained frozen in place from the shock of it all. and looking across the classroom, all the other students seemed perfectly okay with what was going on - as if there were some universe where this was normal! And if not neutral to it - some of the body even seemed to have their interests piqued by the idea, leant forwards in their desks as though trying to get closer to the action.

the teacher noticed my lack of movement and took matters into his own hands.

"Jones! Up!"

I looked across the room as my bully - the one that antagonized me for all things stupid and trivial - stood up and came to the front of the class.

"I'm going to lift her skirt up and hold her body to keep her still - i want you to hold her thighs open and pull her panties off."

this time the words clicked faster, and I pushed myself off of my arms to get off of the table and not let myself get undressed in front of the whole class - yet my teacher was faster. his arm wrapped around my body and pulled my back into his chest, his other forearm grasping at the hem of my skirt before yanking it upwards and revealing the upper skin of my thighs and the baby pink panties i'd chosen this morning - things that I hadn't expected nor wanted the class to see

"get-off- mE!" i wriggled under the teacher's hold and yet couldn't escape his grasp - and looking across the class with teary eyes, noone cared to make eye contact with me or help - instead they all made eye contact with the baby pink between my legs, uncaring for the yelps that left my mouth

the only one that looked me in the eyes was Jones. My bully, who hadn't shown kindness since I'd first joined. please, Jones... I'd whispered with a wavering tone to him - holding eye contact as he leaned down, his hands falling on either of my thighs... before he gripped them - hard - and prised them open to give everyone a better view of the pair of panties. and with both his hands occupied, his head fell between my legs as a scream left my mouth, his teeth clenching around the material to pull it away from my pussy and expose the raw flesh that evoked some scattered gasps and wows across the classroom.

"Terry, take my place holding her - everyone gather round-"

My body was grasped by a different set of arms, blubbers falling from my lips as the teacher came to my side and the class left their seats to come closer to my bare pussy - eyes fixated on the exposed mound

"This is what a real pussy looks like - this up here-"

he touched my clit and made my whole body jerk, a cry mixing ang mingling with a moan and making something of a wailing noise that seemed to make someone's trousers tighter

"that is the clitoris. the place that had the most nerves and it a pleasure point on the female anatomy. This set of lips is the labia majora - the other lips - and these inner ones are the labia minora"

i felt utterly degraded feeling him pinch either set of lips, shaking them with his words to emphasise what he said using my body - a trail of dampness following his fingers as he pulled away from my pussy

"and most importantly - this here is the vagina - the hole from which women have periods and babies from - but most importantly - the place which you put cocks, fingers and toys into to pleasure a woman."

"everyone, you may now touch and feel the demonstration."

my whole body jerked as various prods and motions were conceded on my pussy - Jones' hold firm around my thighs and stopping my from squirming or wriggling myself away from all the touch that made tears leak from my eyes

"can i finger her, sir?"

"absolutely, how else would you learn?"

a scream leaves my mouth as a pair of foreign fingers breaches my pussy, twisting and almost patting my inner walls curiously, before pulling away with a trail connecting his fingers to my pussy - fluid dripping between his fingers as the separated the two that had been inside my pussy

"okay, so, our first assignment will be to see how a pussy reacts when stimulated with pleasure"

everyone is given a chance to make me cum.

initially i scream and writhe on the desk whilst I'm instead pinned down, and have my pussy violated with fingers what scissor my walls and prod a sensitive spot until my juices spread over my shaky legs. then it's a tongue that breaches my hole with flicks and thrusts. they gain confidence though - and it's not long before a cock is inserted into my pussy and leaves stains of white over my pussy when he finishes.

my throat becomes so raw i cant speak - my mind a broken scramble and my pussy is so spent and broken that it doesn't even contract in horror anymore. it's completely passive as the orifice is breached over and over until...

"okay, that's good - now, as we still have a bit more time before class finishes... let's have some fun - everyone - find something in your bag or in the classroom to shove in her pussy to see how she reacts."

my mind is still scrambled - yet someone props a book beneath my head so that i can at least see all of the objects that are pushed into my hole - the pupils' cum acting as lubrication that allows the random objects to enter my pussy

a whiteboard pen, markers and other various stationary items enter first - testing the waters before someone tries to push a water bottle up there - then a chair leg that two people need to hold to effectively spear me with the metal rod