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Kim Possible: Sleeping With The Enemy (m/F,M/f,cons,ncon)
by K.O.P ([email protected])
“Hey Ron! Ron! Guess what?” Kim asked as she grabbed Ron’s hands and jumped
up and down in excitement.
“Heya Kim, what’s the big up?”
“Matt finally asked me to the dance!”
“Oh really? I don’t suppose you said yes?” Ron said disappointed.
“Of course I did!” Kim exclaimed excitedly. “I’ll talk to you later.”
Kim ran off down the hall in a frenzy looking for other friends to tell.
“Oh drat,” Ron said forlornly. He was Ron Stoppable, but even the biggest
geeks at Middleton High got dates to the dances. With his shoulders sunken
Ron headed for home.
As Ron left the school, a security camera turned and zoomed in on him.
“Good, good, now is the time to strike,” Dr. Drakken laughed maniacally.
“But must I really?” asked Shego with irritation.
“Yes you must. Ron is the key. He’s a bigger part of Kim’s operation than
even she realizes. Without him she’ll be easy pickings.”
“Fine,” Shego mumbled with disgust.
* * *
“Hi Ron. How was your day at school?” Ms. Stoppable asked as her son passed
through the kitchen.
“Fine.”
“Anything exciting happen?”
“Nope.”
“Ok then. Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes. I want you to help set
the table ok?”
“Sure thing. I’m going to put my things in my room.”
“Alright.”
Upon entering his room Ron threw his backpack on the floor and flopped onto
his bed depressed. Everyone he knew had a date and was going to the dance on
Saturday. He was going to ask Kim, but again he was chicken and waited too
long. Now she had a date and he’d probably end up playing video games again
unless a case file came up. After wallowing in his self pity for a bit Ron
went downstairs to set the table for dinner.
* * *
As Ron sat at the lunch table eating the school’s hamburgers, Wade sat down
across from him and starting munching on the food on his tray.
“Hey where’s Kim?”
“Something with cheerleading practice. She had to skip lunch. I dunno,
why?”
“I’ll contact her on her Kimmunicator then, but I was researching stuff on
the internet and found out something. Someone is supposed to be infiltrating
Middleton High in order to break up the group and take over the world.
“Who’s it supposed to be? I thought Dr. Drakken is in jail or is it somebody
new?”
“I don’t know yet, but just keep an eye out for anyone suspicious looking.”
Wade finished his food and threw the empty tray into its designated
receptacle.
Ron continued to sit at the table slowly munching on his food and sipping his
soda. He pulled a magazine from his backpack and started to flip through it
when a shadow was cast on it.
“Mind if I join you?” A female voice asked.
“Uh sure…” Ron replied before seeing who it was. When he did look up he
nearly had a fit.
“So you’re who Wade was talking about! What are you doing here Shego?!?
Kim’s going to kick your butt when she finds out!”
“That’s exactly why I’m here,” Shego said smiling devilishly as she sat down.
She licked the straw in Ron’s soda seductively before taking a drink from it.
“What? You want Kim to kick your butt?”
“No Ron, I’m talking about the dance. It’s tomorrow right?”
“So? What about it?”
“Well if my information’s correct, she and everyone else has a date except
you, right?”
“If I hadn’t screwed around and asked her she would have said yes to me
before she even talked to Matt.”
“Well didn’t you ask her last year and she said no because you were too good
of friends and it’d be weird or something? And haven’t you noticed how she
treats even Rufus better?”
“What’s your point Shego? I already know all of this.”
“Well I know you and Kim think I’m an inherently evil person because I help
Dr. Drakken, but he’s in jail right now and I know how it feels to play
second spoon to someone. What if I take you to the dance and maybe you won’t
have to peak into the hole of the shower room wall?”
“How do you know about the hole? Nevermind. Why should I go with you?
You’re evil and you’ve stolen the Statue of Liberty three times.”
“Cut me some slack will you Ron? I did that as part of one of Dr. Drakken’s
schemes. I always work with another evil villain. You know that. So what
trouble can I cause on my own? Besides do you really want to be stuck
playing video games again and still have the reputation of being a loser?”
Ron thought about it for a minute and with Drakken in jail Ron let the issue
of his social stature take precedent.
“Ok I’ll go. I can use my tuxedo from my cousin’s wedding, but we’ll have no
way of getting to the dance unless you want to ride with my mom.”
“Well Ronnie, you get all nice and dressed up and I’ll take care of
transportation.”
Shego leaned forward and kissed Ron on the cheek before getting up and
leaving the table. Just then his Kimmunicator beeped and he picked it up.
“Hey Ron, did you get the message from Wade yet?” Kim Possible’s voice rang
out.
“Yeah, he told me right before he told you. See anything yet?”
“Not yet, you?”
Ron thought about his answer for a bit before answering.
“Not yet.”
“Ok then, I’ll talk to you later tonight.”
Kim hung up and Ron then shut the device and stuck it into his pocket.
* * *
“Hey Ron your date’s here,” his mom called up the stairway.
“I know I know. I’m on my way down,” he shouted back as he tied his bow.
“I’m happy for you that you’re going to the dance, but an evil villain?”
Ron’s mom asked with concern when he reached the bottom of the stairs.
“Look, Shego’s really nice once you get to know her. She only did those
things for Dr. Drakken.”
“And how well do you know her?”
“I talked to her for about fifteen minutes yesterday.”
“And today?”
“She wasn’t there so I couldn’t, and I know what you’re going to say, but
just trust me on this. She’s really nice.”
“Fine, just be careful.”
“I will.” Ron said a bit irritated as he left the house.
“Hey Ronnie, what took so long?” Shego asked as she latched onto his arm and
batted her eyes.
“Ah it’s nothing. My mom thinks you’re trouble and doesn’t trust you for
some reason.”
“It’s ok, I get it all the time these days. You look good in that tux
though.” Shego leaned over and kissed Ron on the cheek.
“Thanks,” Ron said blushing. “You look pretty good in that dress you’re
wearing. All the girls will be jealous of you.”
“That’s sweet Ron.”
As Ron and Shego climbed into the limousine Shego had obtained, Ron’s mom
didn’t like the situation at all and called Kim.
“Thanks for the four one one,” Kim said over phone. “I’ll see what’s going
on.”
* * *
Kim paced outside the St. Mark hotel anxiously as she waited for Ron and
Shego to show up.
“What the hell is he thinking? She’s an evil villain and she can only be up
to no good,” She muttered to herself. After about half an hour of waiting a
limousine pulled up and Ron stepped out first, then Shego. Kim ran up to Ron
and grabbed his arm pulling him to the side.
“What in the world are you thinking?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Bringing Shego to the dance?”
“What’s the big deal? She’s a nice person. Besides Dr. Drakken is in jail
and you know she always works with him.”
“SHE’S AN EVIL VILLAIN! Evil villains cause trouble and commit crimes and do
other bad things!”
As Kim and Ron argued a small crowd developed.
“Wow, look it’s Shego!” “What’s she doing here?” “Ron Stoppable brought
her.” “He’s so cool, he brought an evil villain to the dance!” “I bet Kim is
mad.”
“Would you people get out of here please?!?” Kim shouted at the crowd.
Mumbling the crowd dispersed and walked inside the hotel to the dance hall.
“Is there anything wrong Ronnie?” Shego asked in the most innocent tone as
she put her arm around his and laid her head on his shoulder.
“Nothing at all, let’s go inside.”
“Ron! Why aren’t you listening to me?”
“Why can’t you be happy for me once Kim? Not everyone thinks I’m a big
ork,” Ron said matter of factly before he and Shego walked in. Shego looked
back and gave Kim and ugly look.
“Ron nobody thinks you’re a dork. I don’t anyways,” Kim muttered
disappointed.
“Heya Kim, everyone told me you were out here,” Matt shouted from the hotel
door. “You ok?”
“Yeah everything’s fine. I hope…”
* * *
The dance went off with little added excitement. Kim kept an eye on Ron and
Shego while she danced with Matt, but nothing out of the ordinary happened.
“What’s wrong?” Matt asked.
“Oh nothing. Why do you ask?” Kim asked turning her focus back to Matt as the
two continued to dance.
“No reason, except that you’ve been watching Ron and Shego all night long.
What’re you worried for? Nothing’s happened all night, besides Shego always
works with another evil villain when she does her evil deeds.”
“I know, I know. Everyone’s been telling me that, but I’ve got a bad
feeling.”
“Maybe, but you should just let Ron have his moment.”
“Well, maybe you’re right,” Kim said reluctantly.
“I’m pretty sure I am,” Matt said leaning forward and kissing Kim.
* * *
“Finally,” Shego thought as Kim finally stopped staring at her and Ron.
“Hey Shego, I know you’re a bad guy and all, but thanks for tonight. It’s
been great,” Ron said smiling.
“You’re welcome. I just want people to know I can be a nice person too.”
“Well you’ve most certainly have been tonight,” Ron said before kissing Shego
on the lips. Ron suddenly pulled back surprised by what he just did.
“So– Sorry about that, I don’t know what came over me.”
“It’s ok. Don’t worry about it,” Shego reassured him. “In fact I reserved a
room, how about we go up now?”
“A room? Uh… what’ll we do up there?” Ron asked nervously.
“Come on, let’s jus got. Nobody will think you’re a dork on Monday. I
promise.”
With the enticement of being cool for once Ron agreed and followed Shego to
the elevator.
* * *
“Make yourself at home,” Shego said as the door shut behind them. “I’m going
to the bathroom to fix myself up. Make yourself at home and grab whatever
you want to from the mini-bar.”
“Huh,” Ron thought as all he saw in the fridge was alcohol. There was a Bud
Light in there and having drank it before at a cousin’s wedding he decided to
take that. Ron took off his coat and flopped onto the bed turning on the
television. He flipped through the channels and sipped on his beer when
Shego walked out of the bathroom wearing nothing, but a black lacy bra and
matching panties.
“Hey Ron,” Shego whispered seductively as she blocked his view of the
television.
“Uh, hey Shego,” Ron stuttered.
“Is that all you can say?” Shego smiled. “How about now?” Shego removed her
bra and dropped it to the floor.
Ron gulped and just stared, as Shego’s large round breasts now sat out in the
open.
“I see that you like what I have.” Shego say noticing Ron’s erection. She
then reached behind her and turned off the TV before climbing onto the bed.
“Uh Shego, what’re you doing?” Ron mumbled.
“Shh… You’ll like this.”
Shego unbuttoned Ron’s pants, grabbed his underwear, and pulled them down.
Ron’s erect cock popped out and Shego’s eyes focused on them.
“Shego what’re you…”
“Shh….”
Shego took Ron’s prick in her hand and ran it up and down. As she did so she
took turns between licking it and sucking on his scrotum.
“You like that Ronnie, don’t you?”
“Oh god yeah…”
Shego then grabbed Ron’s member by its base and licked her tongue up and down
the shaft. Ron moaned loudly at his first experience of oral sex. Shego
slid her tongue up and down a bit more before taking the whole dick in her
mouth.
“Oh my god…” Ron moaned as he Shego continued to bob up and down on his
dick. Shego kept pressing her lips to Ron’s member wrapping her tongue
around it. Ron felt his cock tingle with excitement as Shego’s oral
treatment continued to pleasure him.
“Shego… I think I’m gonna come…” Ron grunted.
“Good,” she whispered as she furiously sucked on his dick.
“Oh god! I’m going to cum Kim! Oh—” Ron screamed as his dick exploded and
he shot his load into Shego’s mouth.
“Mmm!” Shego swallowed every drop of cum as it pelted the back of her mouth
and splashed down on her tongue.
“Oh my god that was great!” Ron laughed as his penis slowly calmed down and
stopped squirting his fluids.
“You liked that didn’t you?” Shego asked with glee.
“Yeah I did.”
“Good to hear that Ron. I see though you’re ready for more.”
Ron was still erect even after cumming in Shego’s mouth.
“It seems so?”
“Before we get to that, just curious as to why did you call me Kim?”
Ron’s eyes widened as he realized that he had done just that and had no
answer.
“I know why. Secretly you’ve got a crush on her and fantasize about her.
But that’s ok with me.”
“It is?”
“Sure it is. I don’t mean to sound mean, but I wasn’t the one she rejected.
Do you really think that she’d ever do with you what I am if she didn’t even
want to go to a simple dance with you?”
“I suppose not,” Ron replied forlornly after thinking about it for a bit.
“But I’m here, and I’m not as evil as people think, because if I was would I
do this with you?”
Shego took off her panties and positioned her pussy right above Ron’s dick
before lowering herself down on it.
“Oh my god!” Ron panted as he felt his member split Shego’s lips wide open
and bottom out inside of her.
“Good boy Ron, now place your hands on my hips.”
Shego leaned forward putting her hands on the bed as Ron grabbed hold of her
hips.
“Now I’m going to bounce myself up and down on your cock, and you’re going to
help me,” Shego whispered. At first she did all the work as she bucked her
hips up and down. Slowly the shock of what was happening wore off on Ron and
he returned the favor with his hands.
“You like fucking don’t you Ron?”
“Oh god yes! Very much so!”
“Good I like fucking too. I like having your big massive prick slide in and
out of my pussy. I bet Kim would like it too if she gave you the chance.
Would you like to fuck Kim?”
At the mere mention of Kim’s name Ron’s dirty fantasies of her returned.
“You’re so hot Kim! I bet you like how my prick penetrates your pussy?”
“Oh yes!” Shego moaned playing along.
“Good Kim! You’ll like it even better when I cum on your face!”
Ron flipped who he thought was Kim onto her back and reinserted himself into
her.
“Oh god! Fuck me hard Ron! Fuck me real hard!”
Ron need no encouragement and pounded away at Kim’s pussy.
“Want me to cum on your face now?” Ron continued to jam his hardened dick in
and out of Kim’s box.
“At least this is going better than Drakken had hoped,” Shego thought to
herself as Ron continued to thrust his dick into her.
“Oh yes! I’m gonna cum now Kim!” Ron shouted as he pulled out and positioned
himself in front of Shego’s face and started jacking off.
“Cum on my face baby! Do it!”
“Here I cum Kim!”
White sticky fluid started to shoot out of Ron’s dick once again.
“Mmmmm…. Ah…..” Shego moaned as the cum struck her face all over. She
licked as much of it off with her tongue as she could. “I love the taste of
your cum!”
Ron continued to rub himself until his member shot it’s last load and finally
went limp. Exhausted he fell down onto the bed next to Shego.
“I know I’m not Kim, but I’m good enough to make you think I was,” Shego said
as she smiled and kissed Ron on the cheek.
“Look I’m sorry I called you Kim but-”
“Shh… Don’t worry about it. I’m going to go to bathroom to cleanup. You
stay here and rest.”
“Ok,” Ron agreed as Shego left the bed and went into the rest room.
When she finished cleaning herself up and dressing she left the bathroom and
found Ron sleeping.
“This is way too easy.”
Shego removed some duct tape and rope that she had hidden in the nightstand,
and before Ron could wake up and figure out what happened he was bound and
gagged to the bed.
Ron tried to shout through the tape, but it only muffled what he was saying.
“You’re cute Ron, you really are, but you should have listened to Kim,” Shego
laughed before leaving the room.
* * *
“Whatcha got Wade?” Kim asked as she answered her Kimmunicator.
“Find Ron and get him away from Shego. She’s busted Dr. Drakken out of jail
two weeks ago, so she’s not alone anymore. She’s working with him.”
“So what’s the rest of their plan?”
“I don’t know yet but as soon as I do I’ll let you know.”
“Alright thanks Wade.” Kim closed her Kimmunicator and put it back in her
purse.
“Something up?” Matt asked.
“Yeah Shego’s not alone,” Kim said as she ran out onto the dance floor
looking for Ron. She didn’t see him and after asking around found out the
two of them got into an elevator. Kim then ran to the hotel front desk.
The man behind the counter had his back to Kim as he typed away on a
computer.
“Excuse, I need to know what room a Shego or Ron Stoppable is in.”
“Shego hmm?” The man said as he turned to face Kim.
“Dr. Drakken! I should have figured it out sooner!”
“Indeed Kim Possible it is I. As for Shego she’s right behind you.”
“Why you little bi—” Kim fell to the floor asleep as Shego blew some powder
from her hand into Kim’s face.
“Tsk tsk Kim. We normally get a better fight from you.” Drakken sneered as
he jumped over the counter and picked up Kim’s body.
“She took less effort than Ron did, now let’s get out of here,” Shego said as
she and Dr. Drakken went through a side exit. Shego pushed several buttons
on a remote and a car flew around the side and stopped in front of the three
of them. Drakken dumped Kim’s body in the back seat and got in the car on
the driver’s side and Shego got in on the passenger side. They sped off down
the road into the darkness of night.
* * *
Kim slowly opened her eyes and rubbed them. She yawned, stretched, then
noticed there was a draft in the room she was in. As she brought her hands
together to blow on them to warm them, she realized she was nude when her
nipple brushed up against her arm.
“Oh my god! I’m naked!” Kim thought as her face turned red and she sat on the
floor against the wall trying to cover herself up. As she tried to remember
the events that brought her here, she recalled Shego and Dr. Drakken being
the last things she remembered before blacking out. Kim then took a look
around the room to get her bearings. The room was the epitome of plain.
White walls, while floor, no windows, and just one door. There was nothing
in the way of furniture. She literally was trapped inside a white box. Kim
got up and checked to see if the door was locked or not and unfortunately it
was. She then sat back down the floor trying to figure out what to do.
As she got lost in thought the door to her room opened and Dr. Drakken walked
in followed by some goons wearing a simpler version of Dr. Drakken’s uniform.
“Ah it’s good to see you awake again Kim Possible.”
“Drakken! What’re you up to and where are my clothes?!?”
“I can answer both of your questions with one answer. You’ve always been a
hindrance to my plans for world domination. Shego’s been great as far as
evil villains go, but you’ve always managed to thwart anything we thought of.
So what better way to defeat one super spy with another. I shall clone you
and call it Evil Kim. As for your clothes, while indeed I may be a pervert,
we need you sanitized and clean for the cloning to work. We stripped you
when we got here, cleaned you, and threw you in this room until we were ready
which happens to be now.”
“You evil evil man! You’ll never get away with this!”
“Yes well who’s going to save you? Hmm? Ok get her boys and take her to
cloning room one.”
As she was dragged through the sanitized hall to the cloning room, Kim did
her best to come up with a plan. She couldn’t think of anything until she
was placed inside the cloning tube.
“Eeeew! That’s so gross, but it may be the only way out…”
Dr. Drakken pushed some buttons in the control room nearby and the cloning
tube Kim was in hummed to life. Within a few minutes, the tube next to Kim
created an exact clone of her, but it was still unconscious. Kim’s cloning
tube died back down and Dr. Drakken’s voice yelled over the announcement
system.
“Take the Good Kim and feed her to the polar bears. She’s no longer needed.”
“Polar bears? I must be in his Alpine Lair. Now what to do to escape…”
The same two goons that dragged her from her cell now took her from the tube
and carried her through the hall in a new direction. Within a few minutes,
the three of them were in a feeding room with a cage that held two polar
bears. As one of the goons walked off Kim spoke.
“Hey guys we don’t need to do this you know.”
“What’re you talking about?” One of them spoke.
“What if instead of killing me I made it both your while to let me go?”
“Don’t listen to her, if Drakken finds out we disobeyed him we’re dead meat.”
“Come on guys, when was the last time, you got do have sex with someone this
young and cute?” Kim asked as she hugged and leaned on the goon next to her.
“We have our orders,” he responded.
“Well if you’re not satisfied when we’re finished you can still feed me to
the bears. Okay?”
The second goon walked back over to Kim and the other and squeezed her ass.
“When’s the next time we’re going to have a chance like this,” the goon
massaging Kim’s ass asked.
“That’s true, but we have to do it here and it’s got to be fast.”
“No problem guys,” Kim agreed as she grabbed both of their cocks through
their pants and started to squeeze and play with them.
“Hurry up and get on the floor,” the first goon said as he dropped his pants
and moved Kim’s hand so he could start rubbing his crotch.
“Yeah, hurry up!” The second goon reiterated as he did the same.
Kim did as she was told and lowered herself to the linoleum floor on all
fours. Not the most comfortable of surfaces but at this point she didn’t
have much room to complain. Kim opened her mouth as a prick appeared in
front of her.
“Good good, suck on it,” The first goon said as he slid his dick into Kim’s
mouth and her lips wrapped around it.
“Nice tight pussy back here,” The other said as Kim felt her pussy get spread
open by the dick behind her.
“Mmph! Mmph! Sweet little Kim Possible sure knows how to suck dick!” The goon
said as his member slipped in and out of her mouth with increasing speed.
Although in a situation she’d rather not be in, and with two guys she
despised, Kim was getting turned on by the idea of getting penetrated by two
dicks simultaneously.
“Sweet little cunt! Let’s see if I can find that hymen!” The second goon
continued to furiously push his member deep inside of Kim’s pussy.
“Ah there it is!” The goon grabbed Kim’s hip and forced his prick deep
inside as it found her cherry and broke it. Feeling her hymen brake Kim
applied more pressure with her lips and continued to suck off the first
goon.
“Sweet Kim Possible is giving a great first blowjob,” The first goon taunted
as he continued to face fuck Kim. “Now to do some painting…”
He pulled his penis out and started to jack it off. Within moments hot white
cum started to shoot out and pelt Kim’s face. As the other goon was cumming
on Kim’s face the one behind her started to feel his own orgasm start.
“Oh yeah baby! I took Kim’s virginity and now I’m going to spray her with my
seed!”
The still horny goon continued to ram himself into Kim’s cunt for a few
minutes more before pulling and rubbing his dick. Within a minute of pulling
out he was spraying his fluids all over Kim’s back and ass.
“Oh god that was nice,” the first goon said as got up and pulled up his
pants.
“Indeed!” the second one agreed as he did the same.
“I take it you both enjoyed yourself,” Kim said as she wiped the cum from her
face and licked her fingers clean, before standing up. “So can I go?”
“We’ve changed our mind.” The first goon said as he started to walk to the
bear cage.
“Wrong answer!” Kim shouted as she dropped kick the goon still nearby and
knocked him out.
“Hey bitch!” The conscience shouted as he charged at Kim.
Kim swiftly sidestepped him and gave him a roundhouse knocking him out.
“These clothes are a bit big,” Kim commented as she took the clothes from one
of the goons and put them on. “But at least it’s got a belt and it’ll have to
do for now. Now for them…”
When the two goons regained consciousness a scary reality hit them. They
were trapped in the cage with the polar bears and Kim Possible was nowhere to
be found.
* * *
As Kim ran through the corridors of Dr. Drakken’s lair she dispatched his
goons as they attacked her. Kim ran around in circles as she always ended up
in the same corridor. Eventually she did find herself in a control room with
a large computer screen that showed everything the security cameras picked
up.
“Ah Kim, It’s good to see you again.” Dr. Drakken’s voice rang out of the
announcement system and the computer screen turned into a live video of her
in the very room she was in.
“What do you want Drakken?!?”
“It’s not what I want but what you want.”
The screen switched from Kim to Ron being held by a rope above a large pot
like structure and Shego standing in front of it with a remote in her hand.
“If you want Ron alive, then come to my chambers.”
“Ooooooh! You evil evil man!” Kim shouted.
“Why yes I am.”
Kim watched as Shego pushed a button on her remote and Ron dropped closer to
the vat.
“Fine, how do I get there?”
“Simple just follow the lights.”
“What lights?” Just then the floor lit up heading down a corridor Kim hadn’t
been through before. After following the lights for several minutes Kim came
to a stop in front of a door. No sooner had she stopped than the door opened
up.
“Come in come in Kim. Good to see you made it.”
Kim entered what looked to be Dr. Drakken’s sleeping quarters. Drakken was
sitting on his bed leaning against the headboard and a large screen tv sat on
the floor across from him. The picture was fixated on Ron.
“I’m here, now let Ron go.”
“Not just yet.”
“What do you want?”
“You’re wearing the clothes of my goons. Those are very unbecoming of you,
now take them off.”
“What? Are you crazy?”
“Perhaps this will help you along.”
Ron dropped a foot closer to the large vat.
“Do you know what is in there? Goolife. You know what Goolife does?”
“No what?” Kim asked impatiently.
“You know you really shouldn’t take that tone with me seeing as how Ron’s
life is in your hands. Now, Goolife will suck the life force from him and I
can transfer it over to Evil Kim to activate her. Do as I say and I may find
another source of to active Evil Kim.”
“What do you want?”
“Now as I said earlier take those clothes off.”
Finding Dr. Drakken utterly repulsive Kim hesitated at first but fearing for
Ron did as she was told.
“Good good, just as I remembered high school cheerleaders looked. Now come
pull down my pants.”
Dr. Drakken got up from the bed and stood at the foot of it as Kim walked
over and pulled only his pants down. Ron dropped another foot and was now
dangling only three feet above the Goolife.
“I’m not playing games here Kim.”
“Ugh… oh god!” Kim thought to herself as Drakken’s large wrinkly disgusting
pricked popped out with an erection.
“You know what to do,” Drakken said flatly.
Kim did know what he wanted and got on her knees in front of him. She
grabbed a hold of his dick and slowly placed her lips around it.
“Ah… That’s a good girl,” Drakken smiled as Kim bobbed her head back and
forth on his member. “If you’re this good in bed I’ll ignore the fact that
you killed two of my men.”
Kim continued to lick and suck on his prick, occasionally tickling his
scrotum with her tongue, until Dr. Drakken felt his precum start to seep out.
“Now get on the bed,” he commanded, “on all fours.”
Kim obeyed her orders and with her ass facing Drakken she climbed onto the
bed. Drakken grabbed Kim by the hips and guided the head of his cock to her
vagina. With a little push it wormed it’s way inside and soon his whole
member was spreading Kim open.
Kim gasped as she felt her pussy get stretched. Dr. Drakken was much larger
than the goons she had sex with earlier and his member split her wide.
“Oh god that’s big,” she whispered to herself as Dr. Drakken continuously
pumped himself into her. “But damn… It feels nice to be filled.”
Losing herself as her dirty thoughts overcame her, Kim soon forgot she was
fucking her archenemy and just knew that a massive tool was filling her cunt
up.
“I see we like this, all the better,” Dr Drakken smiled as Kim started to
help by pushing back on his crotch. He reaffirmed his grip on her hips
pounded her slit relentlessly.
“Oh my god! I think I’m going to come! Even with Drakken!” Kim thought as
her body started to tingle with excitement. Drakken’s dick was still pounding
away at her box.
“Oh yes! I’m gonna come!” Kim whispered trying to keep her secret from
Drakken.
“Good girl Kim. Cum all you want, it’ll make what I do next easier.”
“Oh yes! Oh yes! I’m cummming!” Kim moaned as an orgasm rocked her body and
her pussy squirted out her cum.
“Mmmm… Good girl…” Dr. Drakken said with glee as he felt her love juices
cover his dick.
As her orgasm subsided, somewhat in disgust at having come with Dr. Drakken,
Kim turned her head to face him.
“You happy now? Let Ron go.”
“Oh I’m not done just yet, Kimmie. One more thing and he’s free to go.”
“What could you possibly wa–” Kim stopped before finishing her question as
she felt Drakken pull himself out of her box and felt the head of his member
poke at her ass.
“No! You can’t be serious! Oh god that hurts!” Kim screamed as Drakken
slowly worked his dick into her anus.
“It feels good to me,” Dr. Drakken sneered as he started to increasingly slid
his prick in and out of Kim’s asshole.
“Oh my god! Please stop! It hurts!” Kim begged as Drakken’s engorged member
slammed into her butt over and over again.
“Well if you don’t mind Ron dying…” Drakken began.
“Ok ok. Keep going…” Kim grimaced at the pain she was experiencing as she
was being fucked in the ass.
With Kim’s tight asshole and his large penis Drakken soon felt his member
start to quiver.
“Mmph! Very nice ass Kim Possible! Oh yes! Very nice!” Dr. Drakken grunted
as his ever spasming cock continued to penetrate Kim’s anus.
“Oh god it hurts….”
“Perhaps this will cool the burn.”
With one last hard deep thrust into Kim’s ass Dr. Drakken started to shoot
his cum all inside her anus. He pulled out still squirting and some of it
splashed down on her back.
Still hurting from her ass Kim just laid there as Drakken’s cum dribbled a
bit more then came to a stop and pulled up his pants. As he walked towards
his door it open and he gave a command.
“Throw her in the Goolife.”
However instead of his goons appearing Ron, Wade, and Rufus showed up
instead.
“Shego was going on?!?!?” He shouted as he turned to look at his tv screen.
Shego was lying on the floor passed out.
“Now to join her in la la land,” Ron said as he held his breath and opened
up Kim’s makeup bottle. The stench that emanated from it knocked out Dr.
Drakken almost immediately.
“You get Kim while I hack into the computer system and blow this joint up,”
Wade said as he left the room for the lair’s main control room.
* * *
As the three of them and Rufus came to a stop at their secret cabin and
climbed off their snow mobiles the cold wintry sky lit up with red, orange,
and yellow as explosion and fire engulfed Dr. Drakken’s lair.
“Hey Kim, sorry I got you into this whole mess. I royally screwed up.”
“Yes you did Ron,” Kim said almost glaring at him, “but had I treated you
better you would’ve never been tempted by Shego and her words.”
“You think we’ll see those two again?” Wade asked as one fiery giant
explosion rocked the dark sky.
“I know we will. Somehow I have the feeling they escaped.”
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“Richard, honey, I’m your wife… you can’t… you can’t do this to me…” her entire body shook when she was ordered to turn around on her hands and knees in her sheer white baby doll lingerie. Her delicate white thong clearly visible and the sight of her round, untouched virgin ass got him a semi. “This is our honeymoon…”
The workman returns with an assistant
This is another series I’m going to start. I do plan to do a part 2 so dont worry.
Wife kidnapped and forced to be a white whore for big black cocks.
There is nothing I enjoy more than fucking pregnant women.
Just a short silly story. Please don’t take it to seriously, just try to enjoy it
Just a short silly story. Please don’t take it to seriously, just try to enjoy it
Holly, continues her journey by the name Sammi Shepherd, with more ‘dreams’ of the memories of horrific degradation and humiliation by Roger her mom’s boyfriend and his ‘friends’ as he does everything he can to destroy her self esteme. Not until the end of this chapter does she wake back in the present. The other chapters to this story and my other stories.
Drunk Mom gets it from Son and Pal
Author’s Notes Sorry Chapter 6 took so long – I’ve had some pretty annoying computer issues and it took longer to fix than the computer guy estimated. Plus, this chapter is 8,000 words long, so it took a little longer and I couldn’t find an acceptable way to split it.
If you’re a fan of this series, but rape isn’t something you want to read – just skip scene one. The next two are perfectly consentual. (For now, this rape scene looks like just a random, gratuitious act of violence – but I assure it, it will end up being a key part of the plot. I didn’t write it for “fun”).
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CHAPTER THREE:
Scene 01: Julia – Sex? Rape.
Scene 02: Callia – Sex? Yes.
Scene 03: Cassius – Sex? Yes.
_____________________________JULIA
Julia laughed as the drops of water spattered against her face. She spun to face her husband and pointed a teasing finger at his face. He was still leaning over the tub, smirking at her.
“Splash me again, and I promise, my love.. I will make you late.” She dropped her robe to the floor and reveled in the expression that crossed his face.
He glared at her, mock-fury on his face, but he couldn’t hide his smile for long. She loved that a smile, so unguarded on the face of an ex-soldier who had seen far too much for several lifetimes. She pressed her lips against his mouth, and then he kissed her nose and her eyelids.
“I must go.” He yanked her robe off the floor and tossed it to her, the smile never leaving his face. “Now put that back on or I’ll never make it out the door.”
He was a good man, her husband. The best she’d ever known. When she’d turned twenty, the man who owned her, Lykos, had auctioned her off, and she’d thought she’d be dead in days. But her Titus had shown up, and he’d bid every coin he had to his name. He’d gone broke to save her. To buy her freedom. To make her his wife.
He kissed her forehead before walking out the door. “I’ll be home by sunrise. I love you, Julia.”Not as much as I love you.
She was still smiling as she curled into their bed, a bed she’d taken so long to get used to. Now she couldn’t imagine ever going back to sleeping on a dirty straw covered floor in Lykos’ slave pens. She fell asleep, and dreamed of the beautiful, blond God of a man who had saved her life.
And she woke up to a nightmare.
She had felt the bed move, but she’d thought it was Titus, home early to sleep beside her. But the scarred man hovering over her was not blond like Titus. The knee forcing her legs wide open did not belong to her husband. The hand covering her mouth smelled like spices and sweat, not the wood her husband used to build homes.
She jerked her entire body, trying to fight off the strange body on top of her. She tried to scream. She moved her head just enough to sink her teeth into his fingers, but his hand moved only long enough to strike her across the face, and then it was on her throat, catching her frantic cries in a closed off throat.
“Please,” she tried to beg. She wasn’t a whore anymore. She wasn’t a willing body to be used by strangers. Her Titus had bought her freedom. “Get off me.”
The stranger laughed, and her blood ran cold. She was not blind or deaf to what was happening in Rome, and she cried out as he licked, licked, the side of her face.
She tried to rock her body upward, but her held her too tightly. One arm was around her throat, and she tried to dig at his face. Her nails raked at his skin, and she could see the blood welling in the tracks and was rewarded with another slap that somewhere closer to a punch.
His lips pressed against her ear and she felt her stomach turn as he forced his hand between her thighs. “Don’t fight it, Little Whore. The first time I fuck you will be in your husband’s bed.”First time? No, not if she could help it. There would be no ‘first time.’ Her heart pounded in her chest, ice flowed through her veins. She felt like she’d awoken from a nightmare and had yet to shake off the last vestiges of terror from the things she’d seen. But tears pooled in her eyes, because the nightmare was real.
His hand freed her throat, and she gasped for a breath just long enough to take in enough air to scream, but before she could make a sound, cloth was being shoved in her mouth. She clawed and punched at his chest as he tied the cloth gag firmly in place with rope. She could feel the coarse material chafing at the sides of her lips.
Her attacker was solid. Large. But he wasn’t young. He was an older man, perhaps she could fight her way free. She had to. She had to try. For Titus. She wouldn’t allow her husband to come home to find that his wife had been violated by another man.
She froze, waiting, and then she slammed her head forward and felt the sickening crunch of bone as her forehead hit him square in the nose. He howled, and blood -his blood- dripped onto her face just before his fist connected with her cheek. Pain bloomed just below her eye, and her attacker snarled at her like a vicious hound.
He dug his teeth into the side of her face before he whispered to her softly. “If you desire to live, let that be the last mistake you make, Julia.”
How did he know her name? Tears burned on her face, hotter on the left side where he’d punched her and she sagged against the bed as straddled her chest. He was so heavy, and she could feel his cock pressing between her breasts and it made her sick to her stomach. He had no right to touch her. She gasped for air as she realized what he was doing. What she was powerless to stop. He was tying her right hand to the bedpost. She whimpered around her gag. He’d said ‘if you desire to live.’ She tried to stop the panic seizing her body. What would be worse for her husband? Finding her alive and slightly damaged, or finding her dead in his bed? She took another breath. She’d been a whore for over half her life. This would not be the first cock she’d taken that she didn’t want. She could survive it. Titus could too.
She surrendered against the bed. She didn’t fight as he restrained her, but she didn’t look at him either. Giving up made her chest ache, and she sobbed around her gag as he rendered her immobile. He stroked her face, right where he’d hit her and she flinched away from him.
She looked up at him, her eyes flat and nearly as dead as she felt. Get it over with.
He laughed as if he could read her mind, and pressed her legs open. She shuddered as she forced her body not to fight him. She’d been trained for this. Lykos and his guards and friends had seen to that. She wanted to gag she she spread her own legs for him. Her body shook violently, her mind screaming her her to stop, as she spread herself wide open for this man.
She did gag as his fingers touched her slit. She was bone dry, and she couldn’t do anything about it. She could think of Titus, but she would not dishonor her husband that way. She would suffer through this. And she would do nothing to ease her own discomfort.
“That’s such a good girl,” he cooed down at her as his fingers tried to press into her cunt. She closed her eyes against the pain and loathing she felt as this stranger’s fingers violated what didn’t belong to him. She didn’t see the next slap coming.
Furious brown eyes stared into hers when they flew open. He rammed his fingers back in her hole. He slapped her again, and stared at her in unabashed disgust as he spat on his hand as rubbed his fingers against her hole. She winced, every nerve of her body screaming at her to fight as he pressed the head of his cock against her. She narrowed her eyes, anger and terror pounding through her veins as her tried to work his way in. It fucking hurt, and she whined around her gag as she felt the first inch of his cock force inside her.
He drew in a sharp breath and she didn’t let herself look away from him. One of his hands moved up to squeeze on of her breasts as he stroked his shaft. He grinned down at her.
She didn’t even try to keep from screaming as he forced the rest of cock inside her in one stroke. No one could hear her anyway. She was bound and gagged and in the middle of nowhere. And her screams seemed to please him. His cock felt like it was tearing her apart as he forced it inside her tight cunt. She felt every movement, every small thrust, every second of his swollen cock spreading her open. She could barely keep her eyes open as he finally filled her completely. He felt foreign inside her, too big, too deep. She just had to endure it for a few moments, then her body would adjust. It would help her through this, grow wet despite what her mind wanted. She knew this from experience.
He leaned back and pulled his cock out until just the head remained inside her. He spat again, this time it landed on his shaft and this thrust was less painful but no less of a violation. And it seemed he was done with pleasantries.
He collapsed on top of her and wrapped his hand around her throat as he timed his next thrust. She couldn’t stop screaming around her gag. She had promised herself that she wouldn’t fight, but she’d overestimated herself. She couldn’t do this, not anymore. She struggled against him as his cock slammed inside her again and again. Her body was doing what she’d known it would; her cunt was starting to get wet around him, and instead of comforting her, it disgusted her and she pulled hard at the ropes holding her in place and bucked against the heavy body on top of her.
“No, I c-can’t. I thought I could.” She tried to speak around the fucking gag but she couldn’t. Her words were twisted, all jumbled vowels. “I don’t want it.”
He licked his lips, and depraved smile on his face, his cock jerking inside her cunt as he watched her cry and struggle to speak. He slammed deeper, and she knew he was feeling what she was – a wet cunt. He groaned as he violated her. Soft moans from a man were something that turned her on, something she loved about her husband, and the man inside her now was ruining that with the noises he made as he raped her.
His hands gripped her tits, tugged at her nipples. His fingers pinched and pulled at the hard little buds on her breasts and she winced as she felt hr hips involuntarily rock up to meet his. He laughed.
“Once a whore, always a whore. Right, Julia?” He gripped her hips as he drove his cock deeper inside her; he didn’t pull out. He moved his hips in slow circles, pushing inside her from every angle, sliding deeper and harder until she cried out. It was from pain. At least that’s what she told herself.
He pulled her leg up off the bed, brought it around him and rested her calf against his chest and she gritted her teeth around the rope as her cunt tightened around him. He leaned forward, laying against her leg as he pushed it closer to her chest, and pounded forward again. His sighs were louder this time, his breathing harder, and she knew why. She could feel it too. The angle of her leg made her cunt squeeze so fucking tightly around his cock, and he took full advantage. His breathing was ragged as he violated her, muscles taut, face twisted in the pleasure he was taking from her unwilling body.
She winced, and shook her head. No. The way he filled her, the angle of her leg and his body. She could feel the friction on her clit, feel every single stroke of this strangers cock, the cock her pussy had grown so fucking wet around. He slammed inside her cunt as if he owned it, and she had been trained too well. She hated herself as her hips rocked up to meet him. Hated him as the tone of the screams against her gag changed from screams of pain to something else. She wanted to kill him as she felt the pressure building deep in her and she wanted to kill the man who had owned her. The man who had thrown her to his soldiers and let them use her body sometimes for days. Left her locked in with them until she orgasmed.
And now some man had broken into her husband’s house. Some sick stranger had forced his cock inside her against her will, and she was going to cum around it. This was Lykos’ fault, not hers. The things he had done to her had made her this way.
He gripped her jaw and forced her to look in his eyes. “That’s a good whore, push against this cock, Julia. Show me how mow much you want it.”
She shook her head. No.
He slapped her again. “Squeeze your cunt around my cock, bitch. Unless you’d rather have it in your ass.”
She froze. Panic consumed her. He would do it. He must have watched her, waited for her husband to leave. Lurked in the shadows until she was alone and entirely at his mercy. She didn’t like to be fucked in the ass. Some of the whores did, but not her. It hurt so fucking badly, left her with an ache made her feel disgusting for days. Her husband was the only man who’d ever understood that. He’d never asked her for that and she’d never offered.
She closed her eyes, hot tears thick in her eyelashes. She obeyed him. She felt him jerk so deep that she would have sworn he was in her belly as she tightened her cunt around him, squeezed her legs and forced her own hips up to meet him thrusts. She sobbed as she pushed herself to meet every one of his violent thrusts as he toyed with her embarrassingly hard nipples.
He yanked her legs around his back, and she gripped him tightly. She forced the voice inside her head to silence as she dug her heels into his back and pulled him closer. He muttered his approval and his stokes grew harder, deeper as her thighs started to tremble against his hips.
He felt it too, and he laughed. A cruel, triumphant laugh as he pulled his knife back up to her throat.
“I’m going to remove your gag, Julia. No one can hear you, but if you do anything other than beg for this cock while you cum.. Nod if you understand.”
She nodded furiously. Maybe he would cum, too. If he came, if she made him cum, then it would all be over. Maybe he would just leave and she could pretend this was just a nightmare.
He buried his cock deep in her cunt as he yanked the rope out of her mouth. She gagged as he pulled out the cloth, and she had to force herself not to scream as he slapped her again.
“Now, Julia. Be a good whore. Tell me how good this cock feels in your cunt.”Oh Gods, she couldn’t.
“P-please, please fuck me.” She stifled a cry and stared back up at him, hoping the terror in her voice wouldn’t enrage him further. She pushed her hips against him – that was the easy part. She could allow her body to feign willingness, but she couldn’t put a voice to it. Titus.
He slapped at her tits, and she could feel like hot imprint of his hand long after it had been pulled away. She couldn’t focus on the words she was forming, but they disgusted her. She moaned, and writhed and begged for more as he continued to assault her cunt. And she felt like something inside her brain broke into a thousand pieces when she came around him. Pain warred with pleasure, guilt and grief sparred with lust. She sobbed even as she screamed for more.
His hand covered her face, his fingernails dug into her cheeks as she felt him slam inside her and stay there. Still except for the smalled stokes and he groaned as he came deep inside her body.
She shuddered as he collapsed on top of her, her skin was raw, her throat hoarse from screaming. Her eyes burned from river of tears they’d cried. He came inside her, the thought wouldn’t leave her head. She was still terrified, terrified at what might come next, terrified of what her husband would say if she lived through this. She was going to be ill. She was going to – she gagged hard against his shoulder, and he moved instantly to hold her head by her hair and guide it over the side of the bed.
He laughed as he watched her. When she was finished, he jerked her back on the bed, and she collapsed against her husband’s pillow, too numb to even cry.
*CALLIA
She’d never left her father’s compound before. Now here she was, on horseback with Cassius’s arms around her waist and she was going to the market. She couldn’t remember ever being this excited. Their four brothers were riding around them. They’d also picked up a few stragglers, men who’d assumed it would be safer to ride in their group.
It was cold, but Cassius had wrapped a blanket around their shoulders so that no one could see just how tightly he was holding her around the waist. She was dressed in a peplos, a modest garment that she didn’t like. But once she realized her brother wasn’t going to let a simple skirt impede him, she didn’t mind so much. She grinned as she felt his hand pulling her skirt up around her hips and then snake between her thighs.
His lips pressed against her ear. “Don’t make a sound. One word, one moan, and I stop.”
She bit her lip and leaned her head back against his chest as his fingers brushed against her clit. She heard him groan softly behind her as his finger trailed slowly down her slit. She bit her lips together as he worked a finger inside her. She arched her hips to meet him as she glanced around.. She wondered if anyone had any idea what they were doing. She almost hoped they did. She hoped one of her brothers (or even better, one of the strangers) was watching her face as her brother slid a second finger inside her cunt.
He pulled his fingers out and pinched her clit between his fingers and she choked back a moan. Her back arched as his fingers worked a circle around her little button only to pinch it again.
“You have no idea how badly I want this between my teeth,” he breathed in her ear as his fingertip swirled around her clit. She hissed in a breath and he laughed under his breath. Her back arched against him and he let his teeth barely graze the curve of her neck.
“And this, little sister,” He told her quietly as he drove his fingers back inside her cunt. “This is what I think of any time I’m inside another whore. This soaking wet, deliciously tight little cunt. Those big eyes rolled back in your head, the way your voice breaks when you scream my name as you cum.”
She arched her back, terrified that she wasn’t going to be able to keep quiet.
“Looks like we have an audience, Sis,” he whispered. He pulled her hard against his chest and pressed his chin against the side of her face to turn her head.
She grinned as her eyes met the gaze of one of the strangers. His mouth dropped open as she smiled at him. She licked her lips and arched her back as the man watched her. Her mouth dropped open in a nearly silent gasp as Cassius’ thumb pressed against her clit as he finger-fucked her. She kept her eyes locked on the man, her body shaking against her brother’s chest, and she couldn’t stop the gasp as his teeth sank into her shoulder.
His lips pressed against her ear. “That’s it, I know you wanna scream Cal. Do it. Scream for me, my love. Show them how hard you cum for me.”
She sucked in a relieved breath, and pushed her back against his so she could arch her back up to meet his fingers. She moaned as he shoved his fingers deeper inside her, spreading them open and closed as drove them deep inside her. Her second moan was louder, and a few of them men stopped their horses in their tracks to glance back at her. She laughed as she saw the surprise -and lust- on their faces.
Cassius stopped his horse as well, and wrapped his other hand around her waist. The fingers of one hand pounded in her cunt as he worked at her round little clit with the other. She whimpered, watching the men watch her as her brother brought her closer and closer to orgasm. She gritted her teeth and hissed his name as her titght little thighs started to tremble.
“Oh, Cassius.” She whispered in between loud, frantic cries. His fingers worked her clit in furious, expert strokes as his fingers pounded harder and harder until her body bucked against him, her head thrown back, eyes closed as she came screaming around his fingers. His breathing was hard, shallow, and hot against her neck as she came screaming his name in the middle of the clearing as their brothers and the strangers looked on. He pumped his fingers inside her, just a few thrusts after her orgasm subsides, and then he pulled his fingers out of the blanket that surrounded him and shoved them in her mouth.
A few of the men’s mouths dropped open as she sucked her own cum greedily off her brother’s fingers.
One of them men looked up at Cassius, confusion on his face. “I thought you said that was your sister.”
All of her brothers laughed.
Cass flashed him a crooked, satisfied grin. “She is.”
Cassius snapped the reins of his horse and they trotted off in front of the men. As they passed them, Callia heard one mumble, “Wish I had a sister like that.”
They rode ahead of the men, and She peered behind her as Cassius turned down a different path than the rest of the group. They rode for a moment down a desolate path and pulled up in front of a small home. Behind it stood a barn or stable, and off in the distance there was smoke and the sound of a hammer clanging against metal rising from another building.
“I thought we were going to the market.”
He kissed her neck. “We are, but I have something I need to do first.”
“Who are we here to see?” She asked her brother, puzzled.
“Not we, Little Sis. You.” A slow smile spread across his face. “I have an errand to run, and I need you somewhere safe. The man inside is a friend of mine. When I get back, I expect to see that you’ve been a very gracious guest.”
She bit her lip to hide her excitement. “I’m to please him, then?”
He pressed her body against the side of the house. His lips brushed softly against her neck. “Yes, Callie. You’re to please him. And when I return, I expect to see his cum covering that pretty little face. I don’t care how long I’m gone, you leave it there so I know you were a good girl.”
She arched her back and pressed her hips against his. His cock was pressing hard against her and she grinned up at him. “Is he expecting me?”
Cassius shook his head. “No. But I have no doubt you’ll manage to persuade him to let you stay. If you need to, tell him I sent you. His name is Albus.”
He bit at her bottom lip, and then mounted his horse. He glanced back at her as he rode off and took a deep breath before heading for the hammering sound she heard in the distance.
The old man looked up as she entered the stable. He didn’t wear a toga, or even a tunic, but strange trousers like the barbarians she’d seen in her father’s paintings and scrolls. He was shirtless, and built exceedingly well for a man who’d probably gone completely gray at least ten years ago. She could see the faint gleam of sweat on his skin as he threw down his hammer and tilted his head at her.
“You lost, child?”
Nerves pooled in her stomach and she smiled up at him. “Are you Albus?”
He frowned suspiciously. “Whose asking?”
She slipped past the doorway and studied the table he was working at. “My brother sent me. Cassius. He said-”
“I know more than one Cassius, girl. Be specific.”
She hesitated. “Um. Lykos is our father.”
“Ahhh,” he laughed and winked at her. “You’re the little whore. Ca.. Cal..?”
“Callia.” She nodded to him politely.
“Yes. Callia.” He stepped over towards her and circled her slowly like he was examining a statue. “Pretty little thing, aren’t you? And why did Cassius send you to alone to see some old man?”
She smiled at him wide-eyed and feigned innocence. “He said you’d look after me.”
“Is that all he said?”
She bit her lip and grinned at him as she shook her head. “He told me to be a gracious guest.”
He smiled and she could see the lines crinkling at the corners of his eyes. He stepped closer to her slowly, as if he expected her to shy away. She stood her ground as he stroked her face with the backs of his knuckles and inhaled a soft breath as he cupped one of her tits with the other hand.
“And just how gracious to you intend to be?”
She ran her tongue over her top lip as she reached out to stroke his cock through his his clothes. She giggled as she felt him already growing hard.
He laughed as his hand covered hers and pressed her palm harder against his cock. His other hand was at her waist, and he loosened her belt. He ripped her peplos over her head and she sighed in relief, she’d wanted rid of that damn thing all day. She reached for his pants but he slapped her hands away.
“Stand back. Let an old man look at you for a minute, child.”
She laughed as she backed away, and tossed her hair behind her shoulders. She traced her fingernails lightly over her breasts as he studied her body. He stepped forward and massaged one of her tits with his fingertips, flicked at her nipple as his other hand moved lower to cup her little cunt. She purred up at him as the tip of one finger dipped slowly into her cunt. He exhaled a ragged breath as he prodded her wet little hole, just the tip of his finger sliding in and out.
“Get on your knees, baby. Put your mouth on it for a minute.”
She never took her eyes off his as she dropped to her knees. She watched him, enjoying the way the lids of his eyes lowered and his chest rose and fell sharply as she placed soft kisses on the head of his cock. She licked slowly, teasingly up the shaft before taking him in her mouth. He stroked her cheek softly as she swallowed his cock, her little cheeks hollowing as she fucked his cock slowly with her pretty little mouth.
“That’s such a good little whore, baby.” His fingers skimmed over her cheekbone. “You know I’m old enough to be your father. Does your Daddy know what a good little cocksucker you are?”
She giggled around him and then tightened her lips, so that when she pulled him out of her mouth, they both heard the loud ‘pop.’ She grinned up at him as she trailed her tongue along the underside of his shaft. She flicked her tongue along the head and smiled up at him proudly.
“‘Course he does. Who do you think taught me?”
“Sucks her own fathers cock. I’ve never heard such a thing.” He let out a low laugh as he gathered the hair that had fallen in her face in his fist. He held her hair in his hand as he feigned shock. He arched his hips to shove his dick deeper in her throat. “Come on, then. Show me, Callia. Show me how you suck your daddy’s cock.”
She took a deep breath in through her nose, and then guided his cock swiftly down her throat. Her little cunt tightened, her clit throbbing as she felt his shaft stretch out her throat, felt the fullness of him inside her. He hissed as she pulled him out, just barely enough to take a breath and guided him back in. He pushed deeper every time she deep-throated his cock, fucking her face intently.
He breathed loudly as she pulled his cock out of her mouth and stroked it as she grazed her lips against his balls gently before she sucked him back in her mouth.
“That’s enough for now. It’s been too long since I saw this cock buried balls deep in a sweet little teenage cunt.” He fisted her hair and pulled her off his cock. He picked her up off the floor and sat her on top of a table that seemed to be the perfect height. She grinned up at him as she perched her ass on the edge and spread her legs wide open for him.
Albus grinned back at her. She liked him, and he could tell. He grinned as he stroked a finger up and down her soaking wet slit, from clit to hole. She rocked her hips against him as he teased her little pussy, moaning softly as he touched her. He took his cock in his fist, slapped it against her clit and laughed as he watched her writhe underneath him.
“Look at you.” He mused as he rested the head of his cock against her entrance. “Such a pretty little thing, so wet. So ready for some strange old man’s cock. Do you want me to fuck you, Callia?”
“Gods, yes,” she breathed, pushing her hips against him, trying to shove her cunt down on his cock. “I want to feel your big cock so deep inside me, Albus.”
He chuckled, but it turned into a strangled groan as he shoved himself inside her. She threw her head back as she felt the first stroke. That was one of her favorite parts of getting fucked; that first thrust of a brand new cock, the sound a man made the first time he drove inside her. His fingers traced the line of her bottom lip as he rested his cock so deep inside her. He pulled out and thrust deeper, slow powerful thrusts that made her clench her cunt tight around him. He slipped his thumb inside her mouth and she sucked greedily.
“Pretty little mouth on a pretty little whore. Does your father spill his cum inside those lips, Callia?”
She giggled as she stared up at him. He stroked his cock inside her, and it jerked as she flicked her tongue across the tip of his thumb. She nodded. “Sometimes he cums in my mouth. But sometimes he makes me lay back and open my mouth. He likes to see his cum all over my face. Will you cum on my face, Albus?”
His next thrust was so fast and so hard that she cried out and her little tits shook from the force.
“Do you want my cum on your face?”
It took her a minute to catch her breath, he was pounding her cunt now. Deep, fast thrusts that shook her entire body. He gripped her jaw in his hand and repeated his questions.
“Y-Yes, Albus.” She screamed out his name and felt his fingers tighten on her jaw and his cock throb in her cunt. She faked a sad little pout. “Cassius said I would be punished if he didn’t get to see your cum on my face.”
Albus wrapped his arms under hers, his fingers gripping her shoulders to pull her down harder on his thick cock. He leaned until is face was level with hers and she could watch his eyes while he fucked her.
“Now why would Cassius want to see his little sister’s face covered in my cum?” Again he faked a surprised confusion. “Don’t tell me you fuck him too, Callia. I mean, sucking your father’s cock is one thing. Are you really such a dirty little whore you fuck your own brother?”
She laughed, and her thighs trembled. Her little cunt was so fucking wet, and his cock felt so good inside her. She rocked her hips in slow circles as he pounded her pussy, and he murmured his encouragement.
“I have five brothers, Albus,” She told him with a sweet little grin. “They all fuck me. So does father.”
He laughed as she could see his face darken as he slammed his cock back inside her, his thrusts so hard and so fast now that she could hear the sound of his balls slapping against her.
“What bad girl you are Callia. A filthy, wet little slut.” He bit at her jaw and his fingers worked down her belly and lower to tease at her clit as he filled her cunt.
She nodded happily, in perfect agreement and gasped in disappointment as he yanked his cock out of her cunt.
“Don’t worry, I’m not finished with you yet,” he laughed as he climbed on the table, straddled her chest, and guided his cock to her mouth. “I just want to see you taste your own own cunt.”
She could feel the weight of his body on top of her, and she rocked her hips up, fucking at empty air as he guided his cock between her lips. She licked her own juices off his shaft; she loved the way she tasted on his cock. He stroked her hair as he fucked her mouth slowly. Then he grabbed her under her arms and pulled her farther onto the surface of the table so that he could guide his cock back inside her. He knelt over her and gripped her ankles. He pulled them up in the air, forcing them out to his sides in a wide V as he slammed back inside her. He pulled them closer into his body and nibbled at her ankle as he rocked his hips to drive his cunt inside. She gripped at the sides of the table for leverage as she pushed her cunt back against him.
“Faster, please, Albus. Please, oh Gods, fuck my little cunt.”
He pushed her legs up to her chest as he obliged her, driving into her with hard, furious thrusts. His eyes were trained on her young little tits bouncing below him as he fucked her cunt.
“Yes,” she breathed as she felt her pussy start to tremble around him. Her voice was ragged, high pitched, breathless. “Gonna cum.. Feel your big cock inside my cunt when I cum around it.. Fuck my pussy while I cum for you.”
He literally growled at her as his strokes grew more powerful, hard enough to bruise her little pussy lips and she threw her head back, screaming for him. She squeezed her tits as she came, violently trembling against him as her cunt spasmed around his body. She moaned his name, begging for his cock harder even as the orgasm tore through her tight little body.
He pulled his cock out as soon as her shudders subsided, and slapped his cock against her overly sensitive little clit and laughed as he watched her gasp and arch beneath him.
“Open your mouth wide, baby, and I’ll make sure you get to taste a little.”
She giggled an excited ‘thank you’ before she opened wide.
“Ahhhh,” She vocalized as she opened her mouth as wide as she could and he straddled her chest again and jerked his cock hard and fast with it pointed at her face.
He groaned and arched her back just before she felt the hot, thick cum his her face and tasted it in her mouth. He stroked just a few more times, and she kept her eyes open to watch his seed pump out of his cock and land on her face. She felt it on her nose, her cheek, her lips.
She let out a soft, satisfied little moan as she licked the salty cum off her lips. He sighed as he watched her.
When he’d stared at her cum covered face for a moment, he led her into his kitchen and served her what he claimed was his finest wine.
They talked at first about his life. Apparently he was the finest weapons-smith in Rome, which explained why Cassius was on such good terms with him. But the conversation quickly turned to her early training. He listened, engrossed, as she dazzled him with stories about her life: the dirty things she loved, the first load of cum she’d ever tasted, the men who paid her father to use her body. He sat back and stared intently at her through the first few stories, but it took a surprisingly short time for his cock to get hard again. He made her ride him slowly as she told him the story of the first time she’d ever taken a man’s cock in her little cunt.
By the time Cassius arrived, there was a second load of cum on her face to match the first.
*CASSIUS
He walked in the house without knocking, and there his little whore sat. She was sipping from a cup of wine, naked except for the dried cum on her sweet little face.
“So she wasn’t any trouble then?” Cass laughed as Albus stood to greet him.
His friend clapped him on the back. “If only I had tiny little teenage sluts showing up in my workshop more often. I’d be a much happier man.”
He slipped his hand around Callia’s throat as he studied her cum-stained face. “I see you were a good girl. Lot of cum, Callia. I’d say you made him cum more than once, didn’t you?”
She beamed as she nodded and he noticed a few stray drops of seed on her tits.
“If you ever bring her into the city again, and need someone to ‘look after her,’ I’d be happy to be of service, my friend.”
He didn’t take his eyes off Callia. He licked his lips, his cock throbbing between his legs. He’d intended to wait until they returned home, but why bother? He pulled her out of the chair by her hair, as she moaned as he spun her around to shove her over the table.
He traced a finger against her little hole. “He fucked you good, didn’t he, sis? Look at that little cunt.”
“Yes.” She pressed her hips back against him, and he pressed his middle finger against her tight, puckered little asshole. She gasped.
Albus moved over to lean against the doorway for a better view. “Can’t get enough, can she?”
“Never. She’s always ready.” Cass slid one finger slowly to her ass and his cock twitched as she moaned his name.
He tossed his sword on the table and stripped slowly, staring at his sister’s tight little body bent over the table. He slid a second finger into her ass, spreading them open as she stretched her out as much as he could. Her ass was tiny, always so fucking tight, and he was not a little man. He could stretch out her cunt enough to make her scream, and he rarely fucked her ass for that reason. But today her ass had not been used, and he wanted that hole to himself.
Her legs were already shaking as he slid just the head of her cock past the entrance of her ass. She was tiny, and he could see how far he had to stretch her to get it in. He inched in slowly, feeling her jerk around him as she struggled to relax her muscles. She whimpered in pain before he was even halfway in.
“Your clit, Callie.” He groaned as we warred with himself not to just force himself the rest of the way in in one quick stroke. Her ass was like a hot little vice, gripping his cock so tightly he could barely control himself. “Rub it, sis. Play with your little clit for me.”
He saw her nod, and her hand slid down her body, and she whimpered, and he felt her body spasm around his cock. Her muscles unclenched and this time she moaned as he inched himself farther in. He watched the swollen, rock hard shaft of his cock disappear into his sister’s ass, his balls already heavy. Her body clenched and unclenched around him as she toyed with her clit. He could hear her soft, sweet little moans, and the scream as he finally rested deep inside her. He fisted her hair as he eased out, and back in. Two, then three, then four slow thrusts as her body got used to his size. He head was turned toward the doorway, and when he glanced over, he saw Albus in the doorway, watching intently as he stroked his own cock.
He slapped his sisters ass and she gasped, part pain, part lust, part surprise.
“So fucking rude, Callia,” he chided. He heard her cry out as she slammed his cock back inside her. “Look at what you’ve done. And now you’re sitting here, watching him stroke a cock that you got hard, and you didn’t even offer to help him. Who trained you? I’m disappointed in you.”
He grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her off the table with his cock still deep inside her ass.
“Pull up a chair,” he told his friend. “Her mouth’s empty.”
Albus pulled up a chair and sat down, still stroking his cock.
Cassius forced his sister’s head down in the man’s lap. “Now, show me that you remember how to be a good girl.”
He heard it when she took the man’s cock in her mouth; greedy, wet sucking sounds, and then a strangled moan. He gathered all of her hair into his fist and held it away from her face. He pounded her ass as she deep-throated the cock in front of her. He could feel her ass tighten hard around him every time she choked. Her screams were muffled by the cock in her throat, but he could hear them. He fixated on the sight of his cock disappearing inside her, the way her tiny ass stretched wide around his shaft. He slapped her ass, over and over, leaving deliciously red hand prints on her soft skin.
She was so fucking tight around him, gripping his cock like no other whore ever had. He gripped her hips as he pulled her hard against him, loving every scream as she came up for air. Her legs were trembling against him, her knees shaking together violently. Albus’ hand was on the back of her neck, pushing her down harder on his cock as his hips drove up to meet her face.
When Cassius slid on hand between her legs to run her clit, she was practically dripping wet against his fingers. The lips of her cunt were soaked, her juices spreading nearly to her thighs. She whimpered as she rocked against his hand and his cock and he felt every muscle in her body tighten and start to shake as he slid two fingers inside her cunt. Three perfectly timed thrusts of his fingers and cock later and he felt it when she shattered around him. Her ass tightened, released, tightened, released – it vibrated so fast, so tight around his cock that he couldn’t keep the slow even pace he’d been using. He slammed inside her, any thought for her comfort gone. He gripped her slight little hips, and drilled her. Violent thrusts, so fucking hard that he could hear her screaming as Albus’s cock filled her throat.
Albus slapped the table hard with his hand and sounded a sharp gasp. His hips arched up and he forced Callie’s head down hard. He felt -and heard- his little sister choke and sputter as the man pumped his cum deep inside her throat. Her ass tightened as she gagged, and her body shook – and that was all it took.
He slammed into her so hard that he body moved forward a few inches. The legs of Albus’ chair scratched backward against the floor as he pumped his little sister’s ass full of cum. He dug his fingernails into her hips, grinding deep into her body as his balls emptied and her little hole filled with his seed.
The other man pulled his cock out of her throat, just before he pulled his cock out of her ass. She gasped for air, and Cassius helped her sink gently to her knees. She swayed like she was dizzy, and she grinned up at him, dried cum all over her pretty face and fresh cum and saliva on one side of her mouth and chin.
She looked dazed, but perfectly content. Satisfied.
He fucking loved her.
She kneeled on the floor, swaying slightly as he washed them cum off her face and tits and rocked on the balls of her feet as he helped her dress. He made a mess of it.
When she’d left their home this morning, her dress was ugly and modest, but perfectly draped and tied. Her hair had been perfectly arranged.. and she’s looked like a beautiful little noble girl.
Now her garment was sloppy, tied improperly, and her hair looked.. Well, it looked like she’d just been fucked – hard. Her eyes were sleepy and sated, her lips red and swollen.
When she’d left their home she’d looked like a beautiful little noble girl. Now she looked like a perfect little whore. It suited her much better, in his opinion. She looked far more beautiful to him like this – because this was who she truly was. And he loved who she was.
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WARNING… this story contains a lot of rape.. punishment. This story is about one girl that gets to payback those that have abused her
A virgin decides to do something about it.
No sexy thing wants me now, and the women my age don’t like the smoking or smell around them…
Sandy Hauser and Dawn Reynolds on vacation in Mexico are set up to be arrested and blackmailed. Themes are for the entire story.
Elise will have to admit sooner or later that she really enjoys being taken…
Emmy is a troubled teenage girl with a rocky past and a hypersexual relationship with men.
Father and son bond over shared fantasies, and then make it a reality.
Michael got up off of Candy’s sweet luscious tits and groaned. Up until now he had had no trouble with filling girls up. Rose had passed out; Zoë had confessed an inability to get pregnant… of course it would be Candy. He pulled his still half hard cock out of her creamed cunt. She was panting hard, a smile on her lips and fear in her eyes. He laid down next to her and groaned again.
“Fuck… why didn’t you tell me?”
“I was a bit delirious… your cock is fucking massive! If I had known about this beast I would have done it a long time ago!” Mike looked at her smile and felt her hand on his meat. He chuckled.
“You know…” He opened his eyes and looked at her, now crawling on top of him and holding her face just above his. “You should probably punish me… I really wanted to feel you cum inside of me. That’s why I didn’t tell you.” He looked at the sexy smile on her face and grinned in response. He rolled her over and got on top of her. He felt the energy coming back to his cock.
“You’re right. But don’t be too scared of what I’ve got in mind.” He sat up on his knees, grabbing her hips and flipping her over. His finger probed her ass and she groaned, beginning to protest.
“Wait, Michael, I’ve never had anything in my ass! You’re too big!!” He grinned and pressed the head of his cock to her sphincter.
“Remember, you wanted to be punished… and now I get my chance to make up for all those years you were a bitch to me.” She moaned at his words. She loved it when he talked dirty to her.
“Fuckk, Michael call me a bitch again…” She moaned at the feeling of her ass being opened by his huge cock.
“Bitch…” She whimpered, crying out in pain as his head popped into her ass.
“FUCK yes do it again! Call me a slut, call me anything!” Michael smiled as he pressed more of his cock into her further. The sound of her pain and pleasure made him so much hornier. He pushed faster.
“Fuck, you like that bitch? You like my cock in your fucking ass, you slut? Scream for me!” He stopped and pulled out a little, barely halfway in as she whimpered. Then he shoved the rest of his cock into her ass. She did in fact scream. However, it was not nearly what he had expected.
“OOOOWWW! FUCK yesssss, Michael I’ll be your fucking whore, your own private slut, just keep saying it! Oh God it feels so good!” She raised her hips, rubbing her pussy with one hand as his cock throbbed in her ass. When he felt her hand on her pussy, fingering herself and begging for him to insult her he realized she was getting off on it.
“Oh fuck… your ass is tight you little cunt! You want me to fuck you whore? Want me to fill you up you motherfucking bitch!” She screamed as her fingers found her clit and she came to his words. He felt her ass constrict, squeezing his cock so hard he nearly blacked out. He grunted and began to fuck her ass, pulling and shoving his cock in and out. He fucked her as hard as he could, her screams and begging making her seem like she was a little girl.
“Oh god yes, Michael…”
“You like my cock in your ass bitch? Ohh fuck I’m gonna cum and fill you up, fill you up like the cunt you are!” She came again, screaming at him as her ass convulsed.
“Ooooooh fuckk yes! Michael, please fill my cunt again, cum in my pussy! I’ll be your whore forever, just give me your cum!” He pulled out of her ass and rammed into her cunt with one thrust, dazed by lust and need and cumming in her for the second time.
“fuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk! Candy you’re such a motherfucking whore!” He felt her cum again, her pussy spraying him with juices as he rammed his cock into her and filled her with his cum.
“Damn… I’ve got a problem with that.” Cady was barely conscious, still massaging her clit and moaning.
“Fuck… Michael you are a god. Fuck me again, please!” Michael sighed.
“Candy if I keep cumming inside of you you’ll get pregnant for sure! We can’t do this anymore.” She looked at him, grinning.
“I want you to get me pregnant. I’ll take that so that we can fuck for eight months. Please Michael!” He groaned.
“Candy I’ve got a girlfriend!”
“So what? Get her pregnant too!”
“You’re begging me to put a child in you! I’m not going to do that. I’ve got two days before I’ve got an official girlfriend and an exclusive relationship. I don’t plan on fucking it all up.”
“So you’re telling me that you don’t want the hottest girl in school to be your personal whore for the rest of high school because you want your girlfriend?”
“Yes! I would rather be with her than with the hottest girl in school. And honestly, she IS the hottest girl in school. Don’t degrade her like that!”
Candy looked at him for a minute, questioning his resolve. Then she started laughing.
“Well, you’re something Michael Jay! I’ll give you that. If you ever want to get together again… you know where to find me. Oh,” She climbed up on top of him and kissed him once before standing and walking to the tile entryway. “I AM on birth control. In fact, I had a surgery to prevent pregnancy. My parents are a bit paranoid since they had me while they were young. So my pussy is all yours… if you want it.” She bent and picked up her pants and panties, pulling them up and on, jumping and scooting into them. She strapped on the bra that lay on the black tile, and pulled the under shirt on. Michael got up and handed her the other shirt, not wanting to change his position. She dropped it and kissed him, rising up onto the tips of her toes and wrapping her arms around his neck. He kissed her willingly, hugging her to him. When they pulled back, he was still adamant. She grinned.
“How long did you say you’ve got?” At her question Zoë’s words came back to him.Make sure to finish whatever fantasies you’ve got left… Fuck a few girls for me while I’m gone so I don’t have to worry when I get back.
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Some times a trip to the shops can be more interesting than it sounds…
Written By Blizzard
Five gangs come up with a unique way to create and enforce a truce. But what happens when someone breaks that truce and your sister is the one who will bear the brunt of the punishment needed to restore peace?
This is part two of Samantha’s late night events. This time her father and her brother are in on the action. Let’s see what happens(:
Who Is the True Enemy?
Victoria lives with her sister Theodora and her boyfriend Luther. The two of them have never really spent time together alone. Today Victoria is late getting home and they are forced to be alone. What will they do?
Eliana is being tricked into admission into a psych ward and abused by the docter
