by Nicola Diaz
I have another orgasm, and the guys fucking me too. They stop for a moment, and then after a brief reprieve, they exit my holes. Then I am left to gather myself alone on the table for a while before these two men are replaced by two more, and I am double-penetrated again. They ride my pussy raw, and when they cum, the seed flowing out of their cocks cools the burning in my cunt and ass somewhat. I am exhausted now, and I am well and truly breathless.
The dicks in my mouth merge into one now, and I am no longer aware when one is removed and when one is added. I just take it all, trying to keep my mouth firmly on the meat that is fucking my oral cavity. There is nothing that I can do about the action going on in my nether regions now, and so I just let this happen. My exhaustion gives way to pleasure, and then fear again, as they fuck me harder and harder. I cannot believe that these men have so much power, so much energy.
Anxiety starts to fill me though, as I start to do a body count again. All six of the men have fucked me in my cunt. All six have pierced through my asshole. All six of them have fucked my mouth several times. I start to wonder what else they have in store for me, and I am filled with fear suddenly, wondering what the fuck they could still do to me that they haven’t already done. I hope that they will not fist me again though, because this is the one thing that I cannot take.
Yes the fists fit into me, into my ass and into my cunt. But I cannot take it, I cannot handle it, I don’t like it. These men are concerned about what they like though, about what they want. They really couldn’t give a fuck about what it is that I want. The codes haven’t been mentioned in a while though now, and as the last of the pair finishes up on my cunt and ass I start to think that this subject will make an appearance again soon. I try to brace myself for this, knowing that I am seconds away from just giving them the information that they want from me.
When I am left alone on the table now to recover my ass hurts. My cunt hurts too, but it is more tired than painful. My jaw is numb too, and I know that there is no hole left for them to penetrate. They have taken everything from me that they possibly can, fucked me all-ways and then some, and fucked me again. I curl up on the table and I try to rock myself to sleep. I just need to sleep. Perhaps, I hope, I will wake up in my own bedroom and this will all have been a bad dream.
That’s it, I think. This must be a dream, one brought on by the anxiety of the pending kidnapping. I have already been paid for this though, so I know that there is no turning back now. Could this be this kidnapping though, I wonder. Suddenly I don’t think so, not when they are again discussing what they can do to me to get me to give up the damn codes. I think of just blurting them out now, but again curiosity gets the better of me, and I just wait for the new form of punishment.
Chapter 4
The coldness in the room has goose bumps develop on my flesh. I start to shake, and I wonder what time it is. I think of my staff upstairs and wonder what torture they could be going through. I don’t think about this for too long though because very quickly these six men are on me again, looking down at me menacingly. “You’re a very naughty girl aren’t you Sophia, keeping all these rich people’s money safe, and for what?” The leader speaks to me, and he brings the cane down on my thighs and ass again. I get the feeling that he is toying with me.
Then I am pulled towards the end of the table, and my ass and cunt hang of the edge of it. My legs are in the man’s hands standing in front of me, with his erection firmly pointed in the direction of my cunt again. I really cannot take this anymore; I am just so fucking tired. But there is obviously not a chance of relief in sight, because he pulls me directly onto his cock and plants it firmly inside me.
He rams his cock into me hard, and he rams it into me fast. Just when I think that I might actually start enjoying it, just when I think that maybe I might have an orgasm, the leader comes up over my head and places his hands on my throat. He starts to push down hard, and the breath suddenly has no way of getting into my lungs. He pushes down so hard that my head starts to hurt. The man in my cock just keeps on fucking me and he has no concern over the fact that I cannot breathe.
Just in time he lifts his hands off my throat and I inhale hard. At just this time, the guy fucking me cums, and he sends his dick into my with a last lingering twist. I cannot believe what has just happened here, and I cannot believe that the leader almost killed me. I look around confused, realizing once and for all that this is no joke. This is real, and it is about to get even more real. My thoughts go to the people upstairs again, and I start to wonder if they are even still alive.
Another guy makes his way between my legs, and into my tired pussy. He thrust into me over and over again, moving me onto the table a little further. Then he climbs onto the table and fucks me hard. He now takes his hands to my throat, and he too chokes me. I look around for some mercy, anything in the eyes of the other men that will let me know that this will not end with me dead, but I see nothing. They all just smile, waiting in line, waiting for their turn on my pussy, and my throat apparently.
I start to lose consciousness as man after man chokes the shit out of me, while thrusting into me cunt. I don’t even know if I have had an orgasm now, but I obviously have. There is something that they say when I cum, something that I cannot hear, but I know that I am flowing from my pussy now. One of the men moves this liquid from my thighs and runs it up towards my pussy, inserting it into my cunt again with this finger. I am totally lifeless now though, and soon enough I don’t feel anything that is being done to me anymore.
Then suddenly one of the guys places his lips on my cunt and the tenderness of this action pulls me completely into the here and now. He licks my clit and then inserts his tongue onto the inside of my pussy and licks me dry. I have another intense orgasm, one that I feel completely. Then he nibbles on my clit, sucking on my cunt, and then biting on it. He kisses my cunt completely and then re-inserts his tongue into my cunt, licking me dry again. Then he comes up to my tits and takes them into his mouth.
He inserts his dick into me again, and thrusts furiously into me, making me feel like this is the first time that he or anyone is fucking me here today. He digs deeper into me and then he runs his cock against the side walls of my cunt. I feel like my pussy could cave in at any moment, but it doesn’t. It holds out, I am soon caught in another massive orgasm. I wonder why he is being so gentle with me, why he is being so nice. Then he pulls his cock from me and turns me over, and he is suddenly anything but gentle.
“Give me the fucking codes bitch,” he says, holding a knife to my throat, threating to slice into me. I don’t respond, because I don’t know what to say. I really hit a blank and the codes, every single one of them, fade into the back of my mind and hang there, suspended, like the veil over a bride’s face. I cannot think of a single one, and for the first time my life really feels like it is in danger.
He plants his dick into my ass, and he pushes it really deep, into me and through me. Then he turns over so that I am lying on top of him, with his cock deep in my ass. Then he turns the knife around and holds the handle towards my pussy. After searching for it for a moment, he finds the entrance to me, and he inserts the handle of the knife into me, forcing it into me completely. The thought that the blade might make an entry too suddenly fills me with more anxiety than I can handle, and my hands fall on his hands, trying to stop him from pushing the whole thing inside me.
The other guys come up to me and pull my hands off the knife, and hold them to the side of my body. The guy fucking my ass thrusts hard upwards and he fills me completely with his cock. He pushes a little more of the knife’s handle into me, and again I am worried about the blade. But there is nothing that I can do about it, so I just let it happen. Then he pulls the handle out of me a bit, and then shoves it back in. He fucks me with the handle of the knife in my pussy, while tearing my ass up with his cock, and I am suddenly aware of another orgasm.
I cannot believe it, but I am cumming again, and I am cumming hard. It takes a moment
for me to realize that I am having an orgasm though, and when I do, I cannot hold myself back. Someone’s hands take a hold of my throat again and then I cannot breathe again. I am caught between the suffocation and the orgasm, and the intense burning in my asshole again. This is the most complete orgasm that I have ever had, I have to admit to myself.
I start to think that if I make it out of here alive I will definitely explore suffocation, definitely explore ass-play, and definitely explore multiple partners. There is something strangely erotic about an orgy. It is filthy and disgusting and I really, really like it. My focus now though is getting out of here alive, and the only way that this will happen is if I remember the damn codes. I cannot think of what they are though, and I start to get worried…very worried!
Two more men enter the room and I am suddenly fully alert. There is a quick altercation between them and the men that have been in the room with me this whole time. Then they look at me, naked, vulnerable on the table. They look at one another and then instruct two of the others to get dressed and go upstairs. A moment later the other two men from upstairs are in the room, and two more of the fucked-out men pull their pants on and leave. Four fresh cocks are in the room now, and I know that this will be a longer session than I planned on.
The access codes start to come back to me now though, and I think that I should just start blurting them out. But then the four cocks are whipped out, and I am suddenly very curious as to what these dicks will do. I can wait for the access codes, and so can they. I must feel this fresh meat inside me, regardless of the fact that I am really very tired, and it will take everything inside of me to actually enjoy the remainder of this session.
Chapter 5
“You’re going to give us the codes… I know you are. But first, you’re going to give us something else. And from what I can tell, you’ve given our friends a taste already…” The tallest man speaks to me, sniffing my mouth, sending a finger into me pussy almost immediately. I try to bring myself to the moment, but there is something about this man that really scares me.
When he sends another finger into me I realize what it is. He is the hardest of the group, the toughest. He is also the most gangster; and I cannot take this fingering suddenly. He pulls on my cunt roughly, and I know that this will be anything but pleasant. He pulls me from my pussy almost off the table, brings me to a sitting position. Then he goes into me with a third finger, and he really roughs up my pussy. I try to find some enjoyment in this, but when he pulls me off the table, and when I almost lose my footing, I realize how absolutely exhausted I am.
I
drop to my knees, and watch as the four men pull out their dicks. Then I am forced to open my mouth, and to take one of them into it. I suck on it, trying to ignore the one who is fiddling around my ass already. Then he is entering my rear, with his finger, then with four of them. Suddenly his fist is inside me and I am surprised by how quickly my ass accommodates this fist. Then he pulls his fist out of me and shoves his dick in its place. He pulls me on to his cock in the sitting position, and pulls and pushes me up on him with ease.
The dicks change in my mouth, and I suck on them easily. They seem to have no intention to cum, not yet anyway, and they just move themselves in and out of my mouth, easily. They are so relaxed that I almost start to think that they will at any moment pull out the contract and confirm for me that this was all part of the plan. I know somehow though that this particular ship has sailed, and that this is a real hold up. Yes I have been fucked, and yes it is because these are men. But what they ultimately want from me are the access codes.
As they fuck my mouth I start to recall the access codes. I have a photographic memory, and so I know that the codes that are suddenly coming into focus in my mind are the right ones. When the guy in my ass finally cums, I have all the codes on the tip of my tongue. But they don’t ask for them, and I don’t give them up. They lift me back on the table and take turns on my cunt, tiring me out completely, but not so much that I pass out.
Then they turn me over, and again they are ramming into my ass. There is no double-penetration this time though, and I am relieved. I can take a lot, I know this now. But I am really too tired to take more than one of these men at a time. They fuck me long and hard, and when the last of them empties himself into me, I fall on the table and close my eyes. I try to think of what has just happened here now, but I know too that it is far from over. I brace myself, and I look at the tall man again. I cannot help but look at his penis too, surprised that all of that fit into my tiny body.
Then again, I have been fisted repeatedly, so I know that there is more space in me than I could have ever imagined. He pulls me up to him, not quite to standing, but high enough to look me in my face directly. He asks me for the codes, and I start to ramble them off. They come out of me as easily as I exhale, and the guys in the room go over to the safety deposit boxes, opening them up and emptying them quickly.
They leave me alone, with the realization that this was really a bank job, and that we have just been robbed. I look at my clothes on the floor, and then I look at the panic button on the wall. I think of pressing it, but I am still processing my own satisfaction. The last thing I want is for the cops to know what has just happened here. I don’t want anybody to know what has just happened. I put my clothes on, putting my underwear in my pockets.
I make my way upstairs to check on my staff. I am glad that they are all okay, and that nobody has been hurt. I press the panic button, and then I call the police. I follow the protocol of a robbery from the safety of my office, crossing my legs over each other over and over again, still feeling like I am being fucked. I know though that I am alone and safe, and I almost regret that I didn’t put some of the items that were meted out on me downstairs in the kidnapping contract.
I wonder if it is too late to make these amendments, and I think that if I do, there are a couple of interesting things that I can include. I send my finger into my cunt quickly now, and I look at the door. There is nobody coming in, so I think that I have just enough time to bring myself to an orgasm. I do, and then I get up and go out with the bottle of whisky that I keep in my office for just these situations. I light a cigarette in the middle of the banking hall, and some of the other staff members follow my example. They don’t know just how much I need this cigarette though…
THE END
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Invade Me!
Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Menage, Forgotten Safe Word
Chapter 1
The hand over my mouth smelled like musk and cigarettes. I tried to kick my own door in, but this was impossible, the man’s other hand between my legs already. I thought he might take me right there, that I would be violated right there and then, in my corridor. Then he whispered in my ear, and I know what was happening. I had forgotten about it, thought it wasn’t going to happen. But it was clear that there was no way of backing out now.
“Scream and I don’t need to tell you what could happen to you…” he whispers, putting his hand underneath my panties, touching my cunt directly. Fear gives way momentarily to excitement, and my pussy is wet. I’m still not sure what is really happening here, and the nerves resurface. I don’t even notice when he is no longer holding his thick fingers against my lips, my thoughts completely on his erection rubbing up against my ass.
The chloroform smells like the inside of a hospital, and I pass out. It doesn’t knock me out completely though, and I am aware of the man opening my door, and carrying me inside my own apartment. This was not a part of the plan I think, and again I wonder if this is all a part of the plan. I fall on the couch, and I try to make out the movement in my apartment. He locks the door, and I am not s
ure if I hear him on the phone. One thing is certain to me now though. This is not Max.
When I start to come around, I am naked. I’m still on the couch, in the apartment that I’m not even sure is mine, with me arms bound behind my back. I notice movement in the kitchen; still not sure about who it is that is opening my fridge. Then he looks at his phone, and walks to the door. He lets two other men in, one obviously a bodyguard, and the other is Max. He looks at me, and I know that it has started. But the deal was to take me away from the familiarity of my home, so why am I naked. And why is my mouth not bound. I remember the safe word, the fact that there is one. But what it is I cannot think right now.
The man who initiated the abduction comes up to me, and sits me up. He parts my legs roughly and then pinches my nipples with his hard fingers. He looks over at Max, who nods, and then he sends a thick long finger into my cunt, and I am suddenly confused. I thought that the deal was for Max to torture me. What were the details of the contract? These details escape me completely as he fingers me roughly with two, then three fingers. I close my eyes, and try to remember what the fucking safe word is. Still nothing; and when he is fingering me with four fingers I think that my cunt must be tearing. I am too scared to look down.
I look at Max, questioning him with my eyes. He avoids my face, looking at the activity in my pussy with interest. I try to close my legs over his hand, but he parts them again, roughly. I hope that my cunt will start to wet itself, but it doesn’t. Suddenly the reality of what is happening to me, the truth of the contract that I signed dawns on me. I moves between two and four fingers inside me and the stretch is more than a little uncomfortable. I try to take myself to another place in my mind, but I have so little sexual experience that it is not possible. I can only hope that he will stop this intrusion soon.
