Message-ID: <35632asstr$1015643408@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: toryu88@hotmail.com (sir_kraken) X-Original-Message-ID: <1fff344a.0203081315.6c6f9b7@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 8 Mar 2002 21:15:31 GMT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 8 Mar 2002 13:15:30 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} Vestal Whore: Communion of Degradation Chap 47 {Toryu} (fM+ reluc interr degrad oral anal nc/cons bdsm breast lact sad beast pierc exhib fist inc religion) Date: Fri, 8 Mar 2002 22:10:08 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: hecate, dennyw This is an original work of adult literature. If you are under 18 years of age, read no further. If you are a pious self-righteous adult burdened by a repressive religious upbringing and sexual hang-ups too numerous to count, then you too should pass. This work may be copied for personal use and enjoyment, ONLY. Reposting on any pay sites is forbidden without the expressed permission of the Author at: toryu88@hotmail.com It is a work of fiction from my fantasies. This work contains f_M+, Domination, Con/NC sex, slavery, prostitution, beast, bondage, interracial, masochism, sadism, breast torture, piercing, large breasts, and whatever else comes to mind. Feel free to offer comments and suggestions at the above email. {ASS} Vestal Whore: Communion of Degradation Chap 47 {Toryu} (fM+ reluc interr degrad oral anal nc/cons bdsm breast sad beast pierc exhib fist inc religion) Vestal Whore: Communion of Degradation Chapter 47 Hatori had finally succumbed to the lure of her helpless white flesh. His wizzened cock hard with lust-heated blood, demanded quenching, a demand he could no longer deny. "Yes", he thought, it was time, time to validate his total power over her. He would prove to the young american slut that there was no going back, only the future was open to her, her past life was dead. The old man fumbled with the front of his pantaloons, pulling his rigid cock free of the dirty cloth. He stepped to the bound pale pink figure and untied the cords securing the spreader bar between her knees. He ignored the babbling from his son, as the muscular mixed breed youth swabbed his semi-hard cock around the girl's tear stained face. "Fuckee, suckee, you like?" he babbled over and over as he tormented the bound girl, her sobs merely quiet shudders as she hung suspended from the rafter. The old japanese stepped between the girl's alabaster thighs, cranking her legs apart as far as the coarse rope binding her ankles would allow. His hard fingers dug into the soft white flesh of her sleek thighs just above and behind the knees and steadied her as he bulled his way deeper into the "V" formed by her legs. Her bound ankles, drawn up and over the center of her arched back allowed him to push his bony form between her smooth thighs. He coughed wetly, his ragged excited breath catching in his diseased lungs. He spit a clot of phlegm onto his extended fingers to wet them. His excited slanted eyes watched as he wormed two filthy phlegm coated digits between the pristine pink lips of the girl's vagina. The old man chuckled as he felt her body stiffen as his fingers invaded her last inviolate sanctuary. "Soon," he thought, "Yes, soon, I will own all of you, my sweet puta!" The old man's cock surged to diamond hardness when his index finger encountered the slight resistance of the thin membrane. He nearly missed it in his lust driven eagerness. "No!" he thought, "Surely the young American whore could not be a virgin!" He shook with eagerness at the thought of such a blank slate on which to write. Virgin clay from which to mould the perfect whore. Yes, Maria had been a virgin when he had bought her from her father, but she was merely an indian. This young pale pink thing was a norte americano, of perfect european stock. All white and pink and freckled, full breasted, and red haired. He nearly drooled from between his rotted teeth at the thought. "Ah, so you are a virgin my little puta!" he said aloud. "After your whore sister, I did not expect this. It will be my pleasure to make you a woman, my little puta. You are not the eager puta your sister is, but you will learn. You will learn that your true Master is the cock. The man or beast behind it is not important. You will learn to serve and please the cock, to hunger for it. You will be nothing, an incomplete shell without it." The girl barely heard the biting words uttered by the man. Her mind was lost in her own private hell. Her disbelieving eyes watched as the young man that had violated her mouth and throat rubbed his sperm dripping cock back and forth across her pretty young face. The youth babbled insulting nonsense as he used the thick blunt snout of his hard crugel to smear the thick congealing slime of his spent seed across her face. He dragged the leaking snout between her swollen lips to coat her small white teeth anew. Her belly heaved as she relived the taste of the rancid wet eruption as her teeth parted under the pressure and her tongue darted forward in defence, only to liberate a blob of putrescent seed from the mouth of his cock. She moaned with disgust, and relief as she felt the bone cracking pressue in her hips ease as the spreader bar was removed. Her mind roiled with mixed feelings of gratitude and horror, and pitifully confused the relation. The old man coughed again as he scooted forward, guiding his swollen yellow cock toward the pink-white lips of the girl's exposed vagina. The heavens cried at the sight, as the old yellow man guided his gnarled warted cock between the pale pink lips of the young redhead's vagina. He snaked his cankered staff up and down between the pink unblemished flesh, coating her with the vile effuvium leaking from his demonic weapon in an effort to mimic a carnal welcome. The yellow head of his leaking cock caught in the narrow throat of the young woman's vagina. Hattori smiled as he felt the warm flesh of her labia close over the head of his cock. With a grunt, he grit the rotten stumps of his teeth and pushed forward. The suprised girl swung forward against the rigid cock resting against her lips. The thick spear slid between her unresisting lips forcing itself deep into her throat until her arched forehead rested against the boy's hard belly. Hattori felt the forward movement of the girl cease as his cock butted against the throat of the girl's virgin vagina. With glee he leaned his slight body into the Vee of the girl's thighs and was rewarded as the vice like grip around his cock increase as it bored inch by inch into the guts of the bound girl. As it inched forward, like a blind man searching for a dropped coin, the sensitive nerves of his cockhead sought out and found the slight resistance of her maidenhead. The old asian pervert paused luxuriating in the vise-like grip of the virginal flesh around his diseased cock. He relaxed, like an addict upon insertion of the needle into a vein. Like some pagan savage, lance raised, poised to impale a beseeching medival maiden, he snapped his bony hips forward with power belied by his wizzen stature. His scabby cock lanced into the depths of the girl's last sanctuary, the snout of his filthy cock like a ram, rending her hymen to bloody splinters to debauche into the narrow temple of her womb defiling it for all time. The rapine and defilement of the cathedral's of Eurupe by the Mongol's of old was once again played out in micrcosim as this son of Asia defiled the holiest of temples of this daughter of Europe. The dry hot clasp of the girl's resisting flesh felt as though it was peeling the rough warted flesh from his scarred cock. Cherished European blood flowed at the hands of the Asian barbarian as his pagan lance of flesh buried itself in the pristine virginal flesh of the european teen. The old man rocked back and forth between the girl's white bound thighs, twisting and turning his gnarled spear in the writhing teens guts. Her hot spilt blood began to wet the tight airless seal of his tool in her flesh as he twisted and turned his relentless spear in her once virginal flesh. Pain traded for pain, slight bartered for great, her confused mind taking the lesser for the greater with relief, even gratitude. The slight piercing pain between her legs was lost amid relief as the throbbing ache in her hips subsided, and was lost in the continuing agony in her shoulders and the convulsing of her violated throat. Like a speared fish she began to buck and jerk from the rope that suspended her as her body attempted to dislodge the fleshy log that plugged her throat. The nasal prongs holding her head back dug deeper into the depths of her violated nostrils cutting and plundering her pert upturned nose as her movements caused the hard steel to imbed itself ever deeper. Sandra's wide green eyes teared anew and flames of panic consumed her mind as her lungs fought for air against the thick hard flesh that blocked her throat. The gleeful babbling of the youth fell on panic deafened ears as her pink lips scrabbled against the coarse black pubes that nestled like a vile demonic halo around the base of the boy's soaring shaft. Her throat spasmed and jerked in a vain attempt to dislodge the evil prong. She slipped into oxygen starved blackness never feeling the rythmic stabbing of the blood stained spear between her pale white thighs. Masculine grunts and moans of pleasure filled the rectory as the father and son labored at the violation of the young woman. The young pale-pink form hung suspended belly down between the two sweating men, pale arms drawn over her arched back elbows bound together, to join her ankles as the two sadistic buried their hard cocks in her unresisting body. The squelching of the youth's engorged cock as it plunged into the young woman's bruised throat could barely be heard above his constant obscene babbling. His father labored silently between the white alabaster thighs, his hard fingers leaving livid red furrows in her flawlessly smooth pink-white flesh. The serpentine eyes of the old pervert watched with libinous glee as the pretty young woman's violated flesh clung to the cankerous surface of his bloodied shaft. The tender flesh of her recently virgin labia kissed and caressed the rough and bloody surface of his cock drawing itself elastically across every sinous vein and warty knob on the putrid rod with each withdrawl. It's painful passage lubricated only by her own drying blood and clots of diseased phlegm he periodically coughed up and spat on his blood streaked asian cock as it pistoned in and out of her pink flesh. No sensations of pleasure seeped into Sandra's brain. To her agony addled brain pleasure was but pain and degradation of a lesser magnitude. Slowly in begrudged gratitude, her cunt began to lubricate the passage of Hattori's invading cock. Like the tribute paid to the barbarian hordes of old, her body gave reluctant homage to the demanding cocks that proved to be her master. Cloying strings of saliva drooled from her mouth to hang from her smooth chin as one swollen cock plunged in and out of her slack mouth, her tongue lolling limply beneath the punishing rod. Guilty wetness began to sooth the old man's pillaging dong, a libation poured forth by the vanquished in tribute to the conqueror. Sandra hung suspended, her tortured mind devoid or reason, aware only of variations of her torment, reason smothered beneath a cloak of sensless consciousness. She was but a lump of unresisting flesh for the use of the two men. Her young naive mind had been pushed beyond it's rational limits by the ceaseless torment and pain. The sounds of the surrounding jungle were lost beneath obscene liquid sounds. Rachel savored the taste of the hot bestial seed as it flooded her gluttonous mouth. She forced her swollen lips downward to form a tight seal in front of the cur's blood engorged knot for a brief instant before she began to choke on the geyser of thin hot sperm. She drew her lips slowly back along the delightfully thick animal dong feeling the rough veiny surface scourge the tender inner surface of her lips. She stifled a heady giggle as she felt the thick log pulse again and again as jets of hot seed spewed from the blunt tip to fill her mouth to overflowing. She gurgled as the hot filth filled her ravenous mouth, washing over her teeth and tongue, ballooning her cheeks. Her throat spasmed as she swallowed, desperately trying to clear the mixed swill of the cur's hot sperm and her own saliva from her overflowing mouth. There was no hiding the beauty of the girl. Not even the layer of filth caking her pale skin, the scratches and bruises could hide the obscene beauty of her abused body. Her ample hips shifted beneath the weight of the cur that jealously clasped her hips with hairy forelegs as he mounted her. The cur's thickly muscled hind legs pranced and danced between her trim calves as his hindquarters rythmically drove his heavy red cock in and out of the splayed cunt she offered him with aminal energy. The beast's large head was outstretched over her downward sloping spine, his deep chest moulded as one to the smooth marked skin of her back. Her heavy milk laden breast jounced and giggled beneath her with every impact of the large dog against her upturned bottom. The pretty girl moaned with pleasure around the bestial cock filling her mouth. Her drooling bottom clutched at the second wrist thick cock as it hammered against the defiled stump of her cervix. The heavy cross, sign of her shame, swung between the ivory columns of her thighs suspended by the thick ring piercing the base of her enormous evil clitoris. Sated with degradation she her body sought more as she ground the fat engorged bags of her scarred breasts against the dried dirt floor of the pen, scourging her raw swollen nipples as they oozed milk. Her scurrilous dripping cunt suckled along the foul length of the bestial cock in obscene mimicry of her mouth as she sucked and slurped at the spurting tip of the second animal dong. The thick girth of the center of the cur's heavy tapered cock stretched the tight oval of her lips as she drew back to suckle on the last few inches of the pulsing hose. The little pink worm of her defiled tongue explored the veiny grey red length of her masters dripping cock. Her her heart filled with giddy delight as her wide blue eyes beheld the swollen knotted length of pulsing bestial flesh that was her god. The pretty girl's smooth cheeks hollowed as her mouth voraciously sucked a the pulsing dong in lust driven hunger. Her free hand pumped the beast's hairy foreskin up and down the length of the dripping tube. The glistening tube of bestial meat throbbed before her coveting blue eyes. Her perverted world was ruled by this thick blood engorged appendage and it's kin. A long low moan escaped her clamped lips as she felt the swollen knot of the second cur battering against the swollen ringed lips of her slobbering cunt. An excited arm reached back between the liquid filled bags of her swaying veiny breasts. Her nimble practiced fingers found the swollen ball of the second cur's knot and pressed it into the eager hungry mouth of her dripping cunt. The elastic riven mouth gaped in protest and surrendered as the large ball of hard canine flesh bulled it's way into the once treasured confines of her now beggarly womb. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+