by Nicola Diaz
I looked in his eyes and noticed that they were an intense green color. I had never really had a chance to even consider that Chet was handsome, or that he might actually like me as a person, and not just as a sex object. “Yeah, well I only took this gig because I really need the money,” I said. “I’m going to get evicted if I don’t come up with some hard cash, fast,” I said. Chet looked concerned.
“You should have told me sooner,” he said. “I’ve been at this gig for awhile now so I’ve got a pretty nice stash saved up,” he said. “I could loan you some cash if you really need it,” he said. I smiled. It felt good to know that someone actually cared about me.
“You know what?” I asked. “I appreciate the offer,” I said. “I’ve been stressed the last moth, worrying if I’d have enough to cover my bills, and thinking I might need to drop out of college, but if Frankie pays me what he said he was going to for tonight, then I think I just might be back on my feet again,” I said. It was true. I had made just enough over the last two days to cover my back-bills, and now I almost had enough for the current month’s rent.
“Well, if you ever need a helping hand, let me know,” said Chet. He seemed sincere, and I appreciated it. I slid on my red boots and then walked off the platform with him. Then he asked me if I felt like going out for a drink when we got paid out for the night. I thought that sounded like a great plan, so I obliged, and then headed for Frankie’s door. I knocked and he opened it up.
“Little Flower Kelly. Just the person I wanted to see. Your performance tonight was stellar,” he said. “In fact, I received so many accolades that I decided to throw in an extra hundred dollars in appreciation,” he said with a smile. With that, he handed me five crisp hundred dollar bills. I thought back to my days at Ronnie’s and laughed. Then I stuffed that cash into my pocket and sauntered out of his office, and into the clear, crisp night.
THE END
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Break Me!
(The Gang's F**K Toy, Voyeur,Object Insertion, Submissive Female)
A Menage Dark Fantasy
Chapter 1
I breathe, deeply, watching my top being ripped off my chest. My breasts hang high on my chest, and I wonder if it was deliberate that I did not put on a bra. I look around me, the dirtiness of the location obvious even in the darkness. Relax Felicity, just breathe, I tell myself, as my skirt and then my panties are cut off me. I stand naked between the members of the Spanish gang, not understanding what they are saying, but sure that whatever is lost in translation has something to do with the rat who sold out the biggest drug cartel in Mexico.
There are easily a dozen men around me, and I try to make sense of where I am. It is dark, it is dingy, and it is fucking cold. The cold makes its way to my breasts immediately and my nipples harden. I’m still trying to get my bearings when one of the men comes up to me and squeezes my tit hard. It is fucking sore and I squirm. He squeezes harder and I scream. He spouts something in Spanish and the other men laugh as he takes my nipple and then my whole breast into his mouth.
He sucks my tits hard, both of them getting equal attention. His beard grazes over the surface of the soft flesh and I start to go red. The dim light hanging from the ceiling is pulled and pointed in my eyes. Then the light is shone directly on my chest as my breasts are assaulted further by this bully with the beard and the sharp teeth. I know they are sharp because occasionally he bites into my tits, pulling more screams from me but no blood.
I look around at the men in the room, all extremely filthy, extremely sweaty, and very, very hot. My pussy warms at the thought of being fucked by just one of them. All of them might be too much for me to handle, so I resolve to tell them what they want to know as soon as I am satisfied by one, maybe two of these gangsters. The man with his mouth on my tits seems to really be enjoying the taste of me, because he is soon sucking harder and harder. My cunt wants some attention too now, but I cannot think of the Spanish phrase for fuck me!
Suddenly I feel the tip of a finger pushing hard against my clit, and I am not sure if I am relieved or nervous. I don’t know who the finger belongs too, but no sooner has it pressed hard on my clit as it is making its way inside me. My cunt is warm, it is fucking hot, but it is not wet yet, and so the finger entering it is abrasive. Roaring laughter breaks out in the room again and I look up at the men whose teeth are glistening in the dim light like wolves.
As the finger makes its way all up inside me another man comes up behind me and pulls my head back. He sniffs my hair and then my mouth, and then sticks his tongue down my throat. Two fingers, maybe three are working on my cunt now, and I try to focus on these fingers, distracted by the tongue in my mouth. It is hot, thick and wet, and it is really snaking deep into my throat. I cannot breathe now, and I cannot take a moment to gather my thoughts. But they fail me now.
Three fingers are definitely inside my pussy now. I know this because not only are they being forced inside me, but once inside, they are parted, stretching my cunt in every direction. Then the fingers are being forced into me again, together, then apart, and my cunt eventually relents, sweating down the walls hard and fast. I’m not sure if this is just arousal, or if I have in fact had an orgasm, all I know is that I suddenly have some relief from my tongue-strangulation, the tongue that was just in my throat finally removed from it.
My mouth leaks with saliva, mine, and his, and I try to taste it for the flavors that the man that was just in my mouth left there. Tobacco and alcohol, maybe whisky, maybe not, are the two distinct flavors that I can make out. I pull the saliva back into my mouth, holding on to these flavors, and trying to absorb them into me. But soon, too soon, they are gone, and I am left wondering if I had not just imagined it all. I open my eyes now, not even realizing that they were closed, and I am brought back to the moment, to these twelve or so men who seem intent on taking possession of my pussy now.
I look around me now, at the men who seem to shift in and out of focus. My eyes fall on their crotches, and they are all hard. Dicks of different sizes, different shapes strain against their trousers, desperate to break free. I want to almost ask them to let me see, but then anxiety fills me, and I realize that there is no way that I will be able to take all of these men. I search my head for the information I know they want, although I’m not even sure they still want it. Spanish rings in my ears, and then laughter, so that I know that they are not asking me anything anymore.
Dicks start to come out of their holders, and they are rubbed up against my thighs, against my butt, and against my cunt. No sign of entry yet though, as they tease me with their thick dicks. Some are shorter than others, but none shorter than ten inches. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I whisper to myself, excited and extremely fearful all at once. I don’t know if they intend to fuck me actually, because soon enough my head is pulled back again, and as blob after blob of spit falls into my mouth, new fingers work their way into my pussy.
As they work into me I start to think that I might cum, but I don’t. There is something unnerving about what is happening to me, what is happening around me right now, and so I am wondering if I can actually go through with this. Then the fingers in my pussy are suddenly removed and replaced almost immediately with a cock. I didn’t expect this, didn’t think that they would start fucking me so soon. But I am held in place as one of the gangsters rams his twelve-inch boner into me. I almost lose my mind.
He fucks me so hard, so incredibly fast, that I think that he is going to cum at any moment. He doesn’t though, and fucks me intensely for half an hour as the others look on, pulling slowly on their own dicks, and waiting for their turn. He holds me at the waist and pushes me down on his meat and I surrender myself and my pussy to this impaling. I think again that I might ha
ve an orgasm, but again it eludes me. I don’t know what is going on now, with my body, or my mind and I start to feel like a ragdoll between these men.
When he cums at last I think that I have had an orgasm too, much against my own will, but my pussy is creaming. My cunt is quivering too at the recent assault, and I cannot believe that what has just happened to me just has. The men hold me up, and they examine my cunt, post-invasion. Many fingers enter me again, and they pull on the inside of my pussy so that it feels like they might be intent on turning my cunt inside out. I try to object, but then remember the language barrier, knowing that whatever I say now will fall largely on deaf ears.
Hands part my ass-cheeks now, and more laughter resounds in the room. The laughing seems to bounce off the walls and hit me directly in my face. My ears ring with this sound, and I wish that I can block them. I can’t though, hands on my hands, on my arms, on my thighs, in my pussy, and fingers now teasing my asshole. Then a blob of spit comes down on my tight hole, hard, and a finger is inserted into the tightness. It starts to burn intensely, and I can almost not take it. Then another finger is added to my asshole, and the burning increases. Suddenly my hole, both my holes in fact, are stretched far, and very wide. I start to mumble my protests, but again these protests go unheard, lost in the laughter, loud, menacing. I know that I am in serious trouble now.
Chapter 2
Suddenly I am bent over, doubling forward. The table in the corner of the room is pulled closer, and my arms are rested on it. My tits hang, facing the floor, and hands grope them, squeezing them, pulling on them. The fingers go deep into the flesh of my breasts and I almost feel them against my chest. I hide my eyes, face and mouth in my hands on the table, and try to brace myself for what I know is coming. I know just what they are planning for me because again my ass-cheeks are being parted.
Then cold spit falls on my asshole and I cringe. I shuffle, moving my weight from leg to leg and then planting my feet deep into the floor. I wish they would just get it over with, not sure which dick is going to find its way inside me so that I am really nervous now. Usually when I am fucked up the ass there is a process, a preparation, but not this time. Two fingers find their way inside me, through the spit, and go so deep I can almost feel them in my pussy. All the breath leaves me.
I feel one, two and then four dicks on my thighs, rubbing hard against me. Another finger is added to my ass, and then another and I bite into my forearm. The fingers move around aggressively in my asshole and I murmur, loudly. I’m not sure if I am crying, but I think not. My eyes though are tearing, and I try to dry them on my arm. I can’t though, tears streaming down my face now, and I bite harder into the flesh on my arm. I try in vain to think about something other than what is happening to me.
Then suddenly another blob of spit lands on my asshole, followed immediately by the thick tip of one of the gangster’s dicks. His head is huge, and he struggles to get it inside me. But he is insistent, and suddenly my asshole opens up and gives way for him to get inside me. He pushes his head into my tightness, and then a good couple of inches of his cock follow. I cannot breath anymore, really cannot, and I gasp. I try for air, really try, but it is impossible for air to get to my lungs. More of his dick is fed into me and there is suddenly a really deep burn.
He starts to fuck me almost immediately, holding my ass-cheeks apart, probably to create the perfect view for himself and the other men who are watching this action. He thrusts deeper and deeper into my ass, continuing a narrative in Spanish to his audience. I assume correctly that he is describing the feeling that he is experiencing, getting them excited, so that the start to stroke their own cocks. One of the questions is directed at me too, but I don’t have a fucking clue what I am being asked, so I don’t answer.
The man fucking me suddenly pulls out, and sprays a massive load on my back. He moves the semen around with his fingers and feeds it into my asshole. Then he continues to finger me hard with a few of his fingers, and then he is gone. My ass snaps shut, but is immediately open again by another thicker cock. This tool goes all the way inside me so that I again hide my face in my arms. I shut my eyes tightly and plant my feet harder into the floor, hoping now that he is going to be as quick as his predecessor.
This second cock is brutal though, and he really fucks the shit out of me. I blank out, briefly, but then he pulls my hair, lifting my head out of my arms so that I no longer have the safety of the darkness. My eyes open now, much against my will, and I see the men surrounding me, moving closer. There are dicks rubbing against my thighs again, and I wonder how it is possible for this to be happening with the depth of the cock that is ramming into my asshole.
They pull me away from the table now and my hips are held firmly in the hands of the man fucking my ass. They keep me bent, and then I am suddenly force fed a cock, deep into my mouth. It tastes like sweat, salty and wet, pre-cum already drizzling out of the dome. I suck on it, because I’m forced to, but also because I really want to. I don’t know who is holding my hair in their hands either, but my head is lifted and lowered repeatedly on the cock that is now fucking my mouth.
This guy cums quickly though, and shoots an incredible load into my mouth. The taste of it is bleachy, and I really hate it. I let this lava spill out of my mouth onto the floor, and spit out the rest of it that is left in me. It is hot and sticky, and I try to rid my mouth of this jizz quickly. The taste lingers though, and even after I think that I have spat all of it out of me I can still taste it. I fill my mouth with spit and run this over my teeth and tongue before letting it drop out of my mouth onto the floor.
Another cock replaces the one that was just in my mouth though, too soon, and it digs deep into my throat. I wasn’t even aware that I was not breathing until my airways are completely restricted with this thickness. He holds my head down on his dick and pushes it deeper still, until my gag reflex finally gives in and I throw up a little in my mouth. His cock is coated in the contents of my stomach and he doesn’t even flinch. He just sends his dick deeper into my mouth, saying something in Spanish that has the men around him in stitches.
They laugh so menacingly that I cannot help but think of hyenas. They come closer to me, and watch as the man fucking my mouth goes deeper still, my ass also being treated to an assault that borders on torture. I know that this cannot go on forever, and I hope that at least these two men plugging my two holes cum soon, just so that I can have the two or three minutes break what they change shifts. I can only hope that I will have this time.
I focus completely on the cock in my mouth now. I taste every part of it, and even the little bit of vomit that was just in my mouth doesn’t even feature anymore, just the salty almost saline taste of his cock. He starts to cream into my mouth, thrusting a little gentler now into me, and then fills my oral cavity with his love-juice. Again my mouth feels like it is being rinsed with bleach, and again I try very quickly to remove this sticky goo from my mouth.
The cock in my ass is moving with insistence now, but no closer to cumming than it was a half hour ago. The dick in my mouth is removed though, and replaced with two dicks. Both these dicks are not circumcised and the foreskins on them are thick. They move over the tips easily though, and the exposed heads are trying to find their way into the back of my mouth now. They rub against each other and push deeper into my mouth, and my lips stretch so far that I am afraid that my mouth might tear. It doesn’t though, and they start to fuck my mouth in unison.
Both of the men hold the back of my head, keeping my mouth in place. The dicks move easily into my mouth now, and they work themselves up to cumming. I close my eyes in preparation for the double dose of cum soup that is going to at any moment make its way into my mouth. Before it does though my ass is suddenly warming considerably so that I know that the gangster in my ass has cum. He cums so much, and so deeply into me, that I feel this warmth all the way into my belly. Still he keeps on thrusting.
When he eventually pulls his cock from my asshole he holds it
open and I can feel the wind around me entering me. My ass is suddenly a gaping crater, and this is all I can think of even ass the dicks in my mouth start to empty themselves deep into my throat. I have no choice but to swallow a little bit of this cum, so deep is it fired into my mouth. They too thrust for a little while longer and then they are suddenly pulled from me. I am left alone for a moment and so I collapse to the floor, curling up in a fetal position and then rocking myself gently back and forth.
Chapter 3
I don’t have time to recover, not completely at least, and I am lifted off the floor. These men are filled with hatred of me, it is written all over their faces. But there is something else there, lurking beneath their sneers and their snickers. There is desire, lust, and a willingness to play a game with my body that they intend to win. Curiosity having got the best of me, I am willing to play along too.
They pull a chair into the center of the room, and I wonder what the significance is of this position. It can’t be so that the others can have a view of what is going on, because the room isn’t that big. Then a large man takes a seat, stretching his legs, pulling his pants off completely now. He strokes his dick, as big as he is, and I wonder if there are any more ways for me to be more fucked that I already am. I am brought to this man, and dropped to my knees between his legs.
