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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
28
Views:
23,325
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Torture Begins
AN: these are my original characters please DO NOT take and use them in your own story with out my permission! Also DO NOT flame me for my story! I warned you all that it was GRAPHIC! Continue reading at your OWN risk!
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Chapter Two
The Torture Begins
When she woke up she noticed her hands were chained to a wall, her head ached and she felt dizzy. As she surveyed the area she realized that, thankfully, she still had her clothes on though they were much more revealing since the bottom part of it was torn to her mid upper leg, and she now wore a metal collar around her neck. She tried to look through the darkness but could only faintly see a figure. Who was he and what did he want? She had no idea. Once he got closer she could see him better. He was a large pot bellied man, whom smelled strongly of whisky and vomit. The man grinned and his butter yellow teeth were visible, as the man got closer to Cassandra she could smell something repulsive and foul. The man extended and rather dirty hand to caress her cheek, she moved away and he hit her. He stood naked to the world, that much was obvious to her, as were his intentions. He looked at her smirking. She looked so sweet and innocent, yet terrified at the same time. It was arousing. It was obvious she was a virgin. Anyone could notice that form the expression on her face at the sight of his nakedness. He imagined just putting his finger in to her, she would be so tight. He started to get hard just with the thought. He wanted her to like it though, and if he had to he would make her like it. He first neared her and kissed her softly. Cassandra tried to move away and an electric shock was sent through her body causing her to scream out in pain and her body to convulse against the wall. He attempted again and she refused once more. ‘One would think the girl would have learned’, he thought angrily. By the third time she let him. He smirked softly. Unchaining her, he started to kiss her while she rubbed her hands.
He led her to the middle of the room and chained her collar to the floor. He pressed his bulge against her underwear, earning a moan of her. He petted her through the clothing. "Good girl... Enjoy it. Give yourself in to it." He licked her lips for entrance and she hesitated. A small shock was given as a reminder and she opened her mouth. His tongue shot in tasting her. He coaxed her tongue but only earned a small touch. He sighed. "Don’t resist now. What you will have to learn eventually. "He said while kissing. She bit his tongue. He pressed his bulge against her and she half-moaned half-screamed. He smirked pleased with himself and shot his tongue in. He started to trail his tongue down her jaw. He skipped the collar around her neck and went to her collarbone. He sucked at it and she unconsciously arched her back for easier access. He bit her dress from the top, which was extremely close to her breasts. Putting a grubby hand under it he easily ripped it apart. Her milky white breasts were exposed and he smirked touching them almost lovingly. Bringing his lips to one he started sucking while his tongue flicked the nipple. His hand was busy with the other. His other hand was at her entrance raping her. He ripped her underwear off of her and he got a piece of rope and tied her hands together. Who knew what she could do? Getting her legs and putting them apart he put his face to where her entrance was. He took in her scent. So intoxicating. He lapped all her juices that were coming out. She said she hated it yet he knew she was enjoying it. Sticking his tongue in he made her gasp. In with his tongue he put a finger. She was so tight, he though. Delicious.
Untying her hands he put one of her hands to his balls and made her massage them. "If you stop doing that you will be punished." While the tears streamed down her eyes she nodded and kept it up. Suddenly she felt something pull and stretch and rend itself within her, and then finally rip apart. Her ear-splitting scream echoed off the stone walls. "Shut up!" Blood coursed down her thigh as her body was forced open and invaded. She tried to look up, and made the mistake of looking back. Immediately she was beat on the back, his long nails scoring deep gashes in the tender skin. "I'm not interested in your face, whore! You are to be broken before you’re sold!" Suddenly he stopped and held still for one blissful moment. He gripped her hips tightly, trembling slightly. Then finally he pulled out of her, stood up and halfheartedly shoved her onto her side where she laid sniveling and trembling on the bloody mattress. Cassandra heard the door shut, and tried to pull one of the filthy blankets over her body. Her stomach twisted and she fought to breathe between fits of vomiting onto the cobble floor. Her entire body hurting and shaking, she didn't care about infection, as she pulled the oily blanket over her, she was cold and beyond tired, and could not think of what just took place. Gradually, she became too tired to cry and fell into a black sleep.
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AN: I promised you more and here it is! I have a few more chapters comming up, each more graphic and exciting than the last. Remember your reviews are what keep this story going!
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Chapter Two
The Torture Begins
When she woke up she noticed her hands were chained to a wall, her head ached and she felt dizzy. As she surveyed the area she realized that, thankfully, she still had her clothes on though they were much more revealing since the bottom part of it was torn to her mid upper leg, and she now wore a metal collar around her neck. She tried to look through the darkness but could only faintly see a figure. Who was he and what did he want? She had no idea. Once he got closer she could see him better. He was a large pot bellied man, whom smelled strongly of whisky and vomit. The man grinned and his butter yellow teeth were visible, as the man got closer to Cassandra she could smell something repulsive and foul. The man extended and rather dirty hand to caress her cheek, she moved away and he hit her. He stood naked to the world, that much was obvious to her, as were his intentions. He looked at her smirking. She looked so sweet and innocent, yet terrified at the same time. It was arousing. It was obvious she was a virgin. Anyone could notice that form the expression on her face at the sight of his nakedness. He imagined just putting his finger in to her, she would be so tight. He started to get hard just with the thought. He wanted her to like it though, and if he had to he would make her like it. He first neared her and kissed her softly. Cassandra tried to move away and an electric shock was sent through her body causing her to scream out in pain and her body to convulse against the wall. He attempted again and she refused once more. ‘One would think the girl would have learned’, he thought angrily. By the third time she let him. He smirked softly. Unchaining her, he started to kiss her while she rubbed her hands.
He led her to the middle of the room and chained her collar to the floor. He pressed his bulge against her underwear, earning a moan of her. He petted her through the clothing. "Good girl... Enjoy it. Give yourself in to it." He licked her lips for entrance and she hesitated. A small shock was given as a reminder and she opened her mouth. His tongue shot in tasting her. He coaxed her tongue but only earned a small touch. He sighed. "Don’t resist now. What you will have to learn eventually. "He said while kissing. She bit his tongue. He pressed his bulge against her and she half-moaned half-screamed. He smirked pleased with himself and shot his tongue in. He started to trail his tongue down her jaw. He skipped the collar around her neck and went to her collarbone. He sucked at it and she unconsciously arched her back for easier access. He bit her dress from the top, which was extremely close to her breasts. Putting a grubby hand under it he easily ripped it apart. Her milky white breasts were exposed and he smirked touching them almost lovingly. Bringing his lips to one he started sucking while his tongue flicked the nipple. His hand was busy with the other. His other hand was at her entrance raping her. He ripped her underwear off of her and he got a piece of rope and tied her hands together. Who knew what she could do? Getting her legs and putting them apart he put his face to where her entrance was. He took in her scent. So intoxicating. He lapped all her juices that were coming out. She said she hated it yet he knew she was enjoying it. Sticking his tongue in he made her gasp. In with his tongue he put a finger. She was so tight, he though. Delicious.
Untying her hands he put one of her hands to his balls and made her massage them. "If you stop doing that you will be punished." While the tears streamed down her eyes she nodded and kept it up. Suddenly she felt something pull and stretch and rend itself within her, and then finally rip apart. Her ear-splitting scream echoed off the stone walls. "Shut up!" Blood coursed down her thigh as her body was forced open and invaded. She tried to look up, and made the mistake of looking back. Immediately she was beat on the back, his long nails scoring deep gashes in the tender skin. "I'm not interested in your face, whore! You are to be broken before you’re sold!" Suddenly he stopped and held still for one blissful moment. He gripped her hips tightly, trembling slightly. Then finally he pulled out of her, stood up and halfheartedly shoved her onto her side where she laid sniveling and trembling on the bloody mattress. Cassandra heard the door shut, and tried to pull one of the filthy blankets over her body. Her stomach twisted and she fought to breathe between fits of vomiting onto the cobble floor. Her entire body hurting and shaking, she didn't care about infection, as she pulled the oily blanket over her, she was cold and beyond tired, and could not think of what just took place. Gradually, she became too tired to cry and fell into a black sleep.
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AN: I promised you more and here it is! I have a few more chapters comming up, each more graphic and exciting than the last. Remember your reviews are what keep this story going!