Message-ID: <19497eli$9901310427@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Satan_TheGreat@bigfoot.com (A Student of Satan) Subject: {Imma Scared} The Choice 1/? (MF rape nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-ELN-Date: 30 Jan 1999 15:19:26 GMT 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: I am not the Author. I am simply posting this story for the author. If you wish for her to continue to the story, don't write me!!! To have her continue the story, post reoly to this message in the newsgroups!!! The Choice (1/?) By: Imma Scared Given the choice, a jail sentence of 25 years with no chance of parole, or commitment to an experimental mental institution for a period of no longer than 5 years, which which you choose? To tell you the truth, even having to make such a choice, seemed to me, was grossly unfair, given the facts of the case. I was minding my own business, standing on the Evanston/Dodge EL platform. It was late, and I was a little high from the two cocktails I had enjoyed with my girl friends after work. I wasn't looking for trouble, all I wanted to do was get home. So at first, I tought the man was simply making a pass at me. I tried to be polite. I asked him to leave me alone. He persisted in trying to talk to me, his "come-on" getting more and more obscene. "You got just enough tits for me to jack-off cock with baby! Or maybe you'd rather have a nice beef injection down your throat. You like swallin' cum whore?", the man raved. Then the man seemed to go into a rage, and he started accusing me of being a "lesbo" and said what I needed was to be "fucked, and to be fucked hard by a real man". Then he reached out and grabbed me. All I did was shove him away from me. But he fell backward, and as he tried to catch his balance, he fell off the platform, on to the electrified tracks!!! I wasn't trying to push him onto the tracks. but unfortunately I could not prove it. And the three other people on the platform all claimed they didn't see the man bother me, or touch me, or hear him screaming at me. They all claimed they only saw me shove him, for no apparent reason!!! ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ So there was no trial. Just the deal. Perhaps I could have done better if I hadn't had a public defender. Perhaps things might have gone better if I hadn't been employed by a Gay-friendly bookstore after college, or been a member of N.OW., or attended those Womyn's Music festivals. And it didn't help that the shrink who examined me on behalf of the "people" figured out pretty quick that I was a "cold fish" when it came to sex. But my past and the shrink's evaluation, according to the D.A. painted me as a "man-hater" and any jury would not only find be guilty of first degree murder, they'd be more than willing to recommend the death penalty if we went to trial. So I pleaded guilty to Man. 2 to escape any chance of the death penalty, and was then offered the choice between jail and the mental institution. "Look, let me honest with you, " my lawyer said, reaching out to cover my hand with hers across the steel table. "If it were me, I'd take the prison term. " "That doesn't make any kind of sense at all,", I answered. "Why shoudln't I take five years in a mental institution instead of 25 years locked in cell over 20 hours a day?" The few months I had spent in the women's wing at County convinced me that there was no way I could endure 25 years of prison. Ms Davis regarded me soberbly, "Because something stinks. No one will tell me where this instituion is, who is running it, or what makes it experimental. All they'll tell me is that if you accept, you won't spend a day more than five years, and when you are finally released your record will be wiped clean. No Man 2, no record of you ever being in a mental institution." "Well, Ms Davis I appreciate your concern, but I can't go to prison. I won't survive in prison for 25 years. I'll take my chances." "I wish I could change your mind. I've got a bad, bad feeling about this.", she passed some papers across the table. "But I guess I do understand. Just sign these, and you'll be out of here, and on your way....God alone know where...." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "They" certainly didn't waste any time any getting me to the Resort, as the insitution is called. No sooner had I been led to my cell, than I was hustled off to the Infirmary, where I was told to strip, told to put on a long terry cloth robe, and then given some sort of shot that instantly put me out.. I don't know how long I was out, but I awoke to find myself in the back of an strapped down in the back of an ambulance. I suspect, tho, however long I was out, that we had reached our destination some time before I came to and was just driving around, because it was only a moment or two after the attendant said, "She's awake", that the amulance came to a halt. The amulance door was quickly opened, and four big burly men lifted out the stretcher I was strapped to, and became carrying me towards some low buildings. As we got closer, I could see two or three men outside, two were standing, one was sitting. To my shock, I saw that the man sitting was completely naked, and was jerking off the biggest, thickest penis I had ever imagined, let alone seen. He's a really big, white guy. and I do mean white. He skin was so pale it looked like he had never been out in the sun in his life. White as paper, and his skull was as hairless as a hard boiled egg. But his entire body, arms and legs were covered with thick, coarse, nlack hair. As we got closer, the sitting man stood up, and still pulling on that massive cock, the ugly beast walked right up to me, and giggling insanely and muttering, "Fresh Pussy! Fresh Pussy!!!" and reached out a huge pie-plate sized hand and tried to fondle me!!! It was only then that I suddenly realized that I too was stark naked!!! I tried to avoid the man's touch, but like a guided missile one thick sausage sized finger found its way to my pussy and plunged in. "Now, now ", one of the men carrying my stretcher, "You know better than that Wally. You aint supposed to touch the pussies without asking fer permission first." "AWWW, Mr. Williams. , I aint had no fresh really titght pussy in along time!! I got have some soon or I'm gonna get sick!", Wally whined. The man continued to ram his finger into my pussy as he said, "Gottaram my fuck-pole hard into some fresh tight unwilling pussy Mr. Williams, I really gotta." "Maybe later, Wally, we've got to get this new guest settled first and then maybe we'll see.", the man addressed as Mr.Williams said. And the four men carried me on into the building, and into a windowless room, as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. I don't know why I was unable to say anything. it must have been the after-effects of whatever drug I had been given back at the County Jail. All I know was, I couldn't talk, and I could barely move, I felt as weak as a kitten, and as limp as a wet noodle. I just had to accept the way the men unstrapped me from the stretcher, and then strapped me into a bed. Whatever the rules were about asking permission, apparently didn't apply to Mr.Williams and his co-workers, as they fondled, and mandhandled my body quite a bit, before giving me another shot, and knocking me out again. When I came to, I discovered that while I was still restrained, I was now covered by a soft blanket. I turned my head and really got a look at the room I was in. There was a small table on one side of my bed which held a lamp which lit the room with a snall glow. A snall door opened on the wall, which led to what looked like a private bath. I heard a voice say, as if giving dictation, "Five feet, seven inches in height, aproximately 125 pounds, 32b cup, greens eyes. Appears to be in mid twenties, hair is of the color called chesnut, appears to be her natural color. Pysch records indicates female is not only a Child of the Light, but a prude with a tite pussy, and probably a virgin anus as well." Not sure if I was dreaming, I slowly turned my head. On the other side of the bed was a big leather chair. And sitting in the chair was a balding, bearded, and sinister-looking man who gave me a strange smile when he saw that I was awake. "Good evening, Dawn, and welcome. I'm Dr. Anders. I want to express my regret about what occured between you and Wally/", he continued with that strange smile. "I assume no one told you the nature of this institution, or the kind of experiments we preform here?" "When I shook my head, Dr, Anders smile grew broader. "Good, good. I must admit, telling out female guests what's what is one part of my job I truly enjoy." And then he began to tell me.... The Institution, known as the Resort, to the men who funded it, staffed it, and were Inmates, was privately funded and run by a secret organization, a Brotherhood. One of many projects the Brotherhhod had designed, as Dr. Anders put it, to reverse the damage done to men by the feminist movement and over the last 150 years, and to free men and women from the "slavery" of, as he put it "judeo-christian morality". Here at the Resort, most of the male inmates were convicted serial rapists, who were selected to be "helped" because of the brutality of their crimes. A mall minority had also serial murderers, who killed as much for of a hatred of women as out of method to make sure their victims never turned them in. "We seek to help these men, by teaching them how to enjoy their natural urge to rape, without the "hatred of women" . Anders said. "Amd also to teach them, and other True Men how to rape in such a way that the woman knows it is against the Natural Order to resist." "We do this by finding just the right women, frigid women, lesbians, man-haters, etc., and under controlled conditions, bring the two goups together...Wally's is a good example of how well our treatment works. Had the police found before our agents did, the case of the Ohio Turnpike Strangler would have been publicly solved, and we would have lost a very valuable True Man" I gasped in shock and terror. In a five year period, the Ohio Turnpike Strangler had left the raped and strangled bodies of close to 300 victims up and down the Ohio and Pesnnslyvania Turnpikes!!! This is the man who had fondled me!!! "Now Wally no longer hates women, and as much as he still enjoys the pleasures to be had of raping an unwilling vagina and pounding himslef into a virgin ass as well, he has a True Man's natural urge to rape under rational control. Anders smiled broadly, Because he respects the Guidlines of the Resort I could leave him here alone with you, and he would not so much as touch your pussy unless I, or you for that matter, gave him pernmission." Anders shook his head regretfully, "I must be honest, I am still not certain it would be safe to release him yet. Perhaps you will help is see if that's possible...I want you to try to provoke him to ignoting those guidelines, and to rape you..." The drugs must have really been affecting my mind, because it was only then that I fully realized the full import of my situation.... I think I must have gone a little crazy then, because once again, I was given yet another shot... ======================================================= When I came to, I was given another choice. Essentially, I could choose between being subjected to unlimited gangrape by the staff and inmates, close to 400 big dicked men , or limited rape by Wally and whoever Dr. Anders chose to include in on "the fun". Anders added, "No more than 10 or 20". "Either way will serve the purposes of the Brotherhood. My only regret is that you weren't actually convicted of murder with a death sentance on your head.", "Anders continued. "Then the choice would be mine, and I must admit prefererence for you to take the first choice!" To be gangraped by 400 men or 20. What kind of choice was that? I truly believed it was a choice between certain horrible death, and a chance of survival. And for some reason, I wanted to survive...... Dr. Anders gave me a loose "plan" as to how how I was to act, that should "provoke" Wally to violate and attack me. Anders also believed that when the other immates saw the attack, they would probably join in, but the staff would be told not interefe right away, but would stop if and when my life seemed to be in danger, or until I had been raped by by a maximum of 20 different men. So it was that my first day and night passed in the Resort...... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I had been informed by Dr. Anders that here was a dress-code for the women who were "guests" of the Resort, with the clothing, such as it was was provided by the Brotherhood. Since I arrived in warm weather, the clothing I was given considted of a very short robe. There was no belt, or buttons, or any way to close the robe, and no panties or bra was provided or allowed. I was also given a pair of "beach sandals", the kind that have no straps, but only held on by that little thing that comes up between the toes. I was assured that when the weather got cool, I would be given clothing that would keep me warm and healthy. The female clothing was color-coded, so that the male "guests: or inmates knew what was permitted for what females. Pink - signaled that the female was for touching/fondling only. Men could insert fingers in body openings, jack-off on her (including "breast fucking"). or have the woman give a "hand job". Yellow - signaled that the woman could be used for touching/fondling, vaginal intercourse, and oral intercourse. The use of Dildoes or any other non "human object", and fisting could only be used with the woman's exprees, non-coerced permission. Green - signaled that woman could be used for for touching/fondling, vaginal intercourse, and oral intercourse and anal intercourse. The use of Dildoes or any other non "human object", and fisting could only be used with the woman's express, non-coerced permission. Black - signaled that woman could be used for for touching/fondling, vaginal intercourse, and oral intercourse and anal intercourse. In addition, the woman could be fisted, tortured, anything short of death that the men would wish to do her. I wasn't told how it was determined, how it was that a woman was assigned what color, but it is an understatement to say I was relieved when I opened my closet to see that I had been given pink robes and sandals!!!! I was awakened at 7:00 a.m. and told to bathe and dress myself, eat the breakfast that would soon be brought in to me. Then I was to wait until someone came to take me out to the "recreation" room. I bathed, and dressed, but I could not eat the breakfast. I sat there, shaking with fear, wondering what would happen to me, how the men would treat me, and if I coulld truly stay sane under the circumstances. At around 8:30 a.m. Mr. Williams entered the room. His eyes fell in the tray of uneaten foof. "Since this your first offical day, you won't be punished for not obeying the order to eat your breakfast", he snarled. "But you from now on , failure to obey the slightest command will earn you "punishment credits", which will be redeemed at the end of month. And just so you know, depending on the number of credits, punishments range from spanking, to your being given a Black robe." I shivered. "I'll do everything in my power to obey all the rules and commands Mr. Williams." I was determineo jump if he said frog, and crawl if he said worm. "Yeah, I just bet you will. Now stand up and come up with me." I leaped to my feet, and heeling him like a dog, I followed him out of the room, and into a nightmare...... There were at least two dozen women in the room, all of them except one poor soul in a Black robe, were in Yellow and Green robes, and all of them were being "used", most by at least two men. In one part of the large "recreation room" the woman who was just barely dressed in Black, had one man fisting her. pussy, another was ramming s cock down her throat, while still was beating her across the back with a leather passle. Tears stramed down her face in a constant flow. I shuddered and turned away only to come "face to face" with Wally, who with glazed eyes was grinning maddly as he thrust himself into a woman who wad bent double in front of him. I couldn't tell if he was thrusting into her pussy or her ass, but from the xpression on her face, and the whimpers from her lips, whichever way it was, it was sheer agony. And I somehow knew it had been going on for some time. Suddnely Wally saw me, and withdrew himself from the woman he had been abusing and shoved her to the floor. Fresh pussy!!" he giggled as he rushed me, his cock glistening with the jucies from the poor woman he had been abusing.....horrified I stood rooted to the spot as his hands grasped me, and then I felt the hot head of his cock probing at my pussy lips!!! "Wally!", I heard, Mr.William snap. "Pay attention!!! She's pink!", he shouted as Wally continued to try and thrust his hard shaft into me. "Pink!! Don't make me have to tear her away from you!", Willimans shouted again. And then howling like a truck dog, Wally thrust me away from him. I fell backwards into the arms of Mr. Williams. But instead of feeling relieved, I felt even more frightened as I felt Mr. Williams hard cock pressing against my backside. Wally's face took on a crazed crafty look, as he whined, "I can slam my fuck-pole in the cunt if she sex I can, caint I Mr. Williams, pink or not, right?" "Yeah that's right Wally, but I guess we all three know that just is not going to happen, is it now Dawn", Mr. Williams laughed. Wally came moved towards me again, and Mr. William wrapped his around me, holding me tight against his hard body so that I could not get away. "All I gotta do is is convince da cunt yes!, Mr. Williams, wally said, as he reached out and began to rub my pussy. Tp me he said, "Immo gonna make you say you want muh thick prickk, my fuck pole, slamed right hard in you pussy, huh? So you come sit in my lap. I'll stick my Žngers in your pussy, pump in and out and in and out, huh? Git ya nice and wet, and hot fer me...." Williams laughed, abd thrust me hard into Wally, who laughing insanely, half carried, half dragged me to the chair in front of the TV, and made me sit in his lap. He licked each of the thick Žngers on hand, "Meebe I can all four Žngers in that pussy of yours, huh? Sure hope so, cuz it'll hurt you fo sure, huh? I like it when I can make pretty little girlies cry. I likes it better if they scream. Then muh cock stays hard 10 times as long! " "You make sure, fingers is all you gurt her with", Williams laughed, "until either she ts upgraded, or a staff member hears her ask you to fuck her!!" "Yeah, I gotta obey the rules, cunt. So I jes gonna pump my Žngers in and out your pussy, make your pussy nice and wet inside? You take your pretty soft little hands and stroke my fuck pole. Give me a real good fist uick till I shoot muh nice hot cum all ovah your pretty body! Then after that mebe we get some real fucking done!" Knowing my survivial depeneded on "provoking " Wally to rape me I began to try and give Wally a good ³fist fuck², but I could barely get my hand around his thick shaft... To be continued? e-mail: rapelover@bigfoot.com -- Tired of being lied to about Free Story and Picture Sites? Try these below!!!!! 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