Message-ID: <4621eli$9710061240@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: forcemee@aol.com (Force Mee) Subject: "Casey's Rape Pt 2" (n/c, inc(?), anal, etc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19971006013600.VAA19150@ladder01.news.aol.com> **DISCLAIMER* * This is a fictional story, intended for adults over the age of 18. If you're younger than that, or live in a state where eroticism is illegal (are there states like that? :) ) Do NOT read. This writer (me) does not condone rape, and/or forceful sex (but she does like it :D). This is a work of fiction. If you like this, or want to read more, email "forcemee@aol.com". Part 2 will be coming soon. :) ~~~~~**~~~~~~~~~~~~**~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~**~~~~~~~~~~~~~~**~~~~ Casey stared in horror at the two men seated so calmly in front of her. Matt and Rick had, after the torturous rape on the hood of the car, forcefully taken her back to the apartment they owned downtown and tied her to the bed, her body splayed, spread-eagle on the king-sized frame. After forcing some valium down her throat with the aid of a glass of water, Rick sat down next to her, absently fondling her naked tit. "You're gonna regret what a slut you are, for the rest of your life, Casey." He had said, a smile on his lips and a sneer in his voice. She shook her head slowly, the effects of the valium taking it's toll on her brain. "No.. Please." She had whispered through lips dried from being stretched by the gag earlier. Rick twisted her nipple painfully between his thumb and forefinger, leaning down to run his tongue along the side of her neck. Matt, who was in the far side of the room, on a phone call, lifted his head, his lips thinning into a grim smile. "Just tell the whore what we have planned for her." He muttered softly before resuming his conversation with someone who Casey would later learn to hate. Rick nodded to his older brother and leaned down, his lips bare inches from her own. "You're gonna be our own personal fuck toy," he said with a grin "you're gonna fuck whoever we want you to, and you're gonna suck whoever's dick we tell you to, and you're gonna eat whatever pussy that we put in front of you. Got it?" Casey closed her eyes, the reality of what he was telling her, slowly entering her fuzzy brain. "I'm gonna be your sex-slave, basically" she murmured, her eyes drifting closed. "Yeah, bitch. That's exactly what you're gonna be. God, you're a smart slut, aren't you?" He laughed and rolled over on top of her, his heavily muscled frame covering her entirely. She could feel the presence of his cock against her thigh, throbbing with hardness and heat. "No.." she whispered, her head shaking again. "Please don't.. I'm too sore." "I know" He said, his hand reaching down between their bodies to jam two fingers into her sorely abused cunt, pumping them in and out as hard as he could." Casey let out a scream and arched her back, straining against the ropes that held her firmly in place. Matt winced, and pulled the phone away from his ear. "Shut that stupid fucking cunt up, Rick." He yelled before moving himself and the cordless phone into the other room. Rick sighed, and shook his head, staring down at Casey. "You're gonna pay for yelling like that, stupid slut." Casey moaned and pressed her lips firmly together, still trying to twist away from his probing fingers. A small gasp escaped her lips as she felt another finger push roughly into her, tearing the fragile flesh of her pussy hole. "Please, Rick." She said as she looked up at him, his face a blur in front of her. "Shut the fuck up, before I stick something in your mouth that you'll gag on." Casey did as she was told, not wanting to taste his cock after it was in her ass. "Good bitch. You just might like this, ya know." He said as he unbuttoned his pants, sliding his overly large cock out. He rose from his position on top of her and rammed his dick into her cunt, tearing a yelp of pain from Casey, and a resulting smack across the face from Rick. "Don't fucking scream again, you slut." He hissed down to her, his eyes narrowed. Casey just closed her eyes again and bit her lips, willing no further noise to inadvertently escape her. Rick raped her for a good 10 minutes, his cock pounding into her tight pussy, pushing her against the headboard with each firm thrust. Casey could feel him throbbing inside of her, her muscles clenching in reaction, inadvertently pulling him deeper inside of her. She could feel the head of his cock pushing against her womb, his balls slapping her ass audibly. Matt walked in then, a large grin on his face as he observed the rape in progress, he looked to the rope burns searing Casey's tender wrists and ankles, the red color standing obscenely out against her pale flesh. He meandered over to them, reaching a hand down to squeeze Casey's tit painfully, rolling it under his palm as if it were a basketball, pushing it against her chest roughly, his fingers gripping her nipple in an iron-clad grasp, clenching it together between his thumb and index finger. Casey gasped again as the agony of it ripped through her body, mixing with the blossoming pleasure from Rick's cock. "C'mere, Bro." Matt said as he leaned across Casey's body to position his mouth just above her pussy. Through a fog caused by the valium, she saw Rick pull his cock out and shove it against Matt's lips, Matt's mouth opened wide to take the length of his brothers cock inside. Casey stared in horror as she saw Matt deep-throat Rick's cock, his throat muscles working to take it all the way inside his mouth. Rick threw his head back and let out a shout as his cum spewed against Matt's face and between his lips. Rick leaned over and slid his hand into the crack of Matt's naked ass, massaging the asshole that was clenched so tightly at the juncture of his thighs. Matt groaned and rolled off of Casey, moving to stand where Rick had been standing before when he was fucking her. Rick, seeing his brother's intent, crawled on top of Casey's chest, his ass positioned right over her mouth. She couldn't believe what Rick was going to make her do. She closed her lips tightly and shook her head, too fucked up to really say anything in protest. Rick snarled and looked down at her, spreading his ass cheeks with his hands. "Lick my asshole, you slut. Do it!" Casey groaned and shook her head again, the groan turning to a tortured scream as Matt slid his cock into her ass, spreading her open with his fat cock. Taking advantage of her opened mouth, Rick sat down hard on her face, his surprisingly clean asshole grinding against her lips. "Lick it, bitch!!" He screamed as he pushed down against her, effectively cutting off her air-supply. She did what he asked, tears running down her face from shame, and from the pain caused by Matt's prick as it slammed in and out of her ass, his balls making obscene smacking sounds against her as he fit his cock all the way in to the hilt. Her tongue moved against Rick's asshole, inwardly cringing as she heard his moans of pleasure, his fingers massaging her tits, blunt fingers twisting her nipples roughly. Matt didn't last too long, thankfully, in her ass, and he pulled out and spewed his load all over her stomach. Seeing that his brother had finished, he got off of Casey's face, a smirk rolling over her lips as he saw her fall into a drug-induced sleep. "I wonder," he said as he looked to Matt "if she's gonna like Trisha's pussy." Matt just shrugged and grabbed a weird looking contraption from the floor and placed it on her cunt, the thing having two long rods that spread her cunt lips open, and held them there, a third rod sliding into her pussy hole. "Doesn't matter if she likes it or not. She's gonna eat it. I'm not even close to finished with this slut." -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /