Dawn 5

A gorgeous young wife lives her fantasy...

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Dawn is your typical early 30’s wife. No kids, nice job and horseshit sex life. Ohhh, it was great when she was first married and as a couple years passed she found herself left wanting…wanting for more. Sex with her husband had become routine. Sort of the “slam-bam-thank you ma’am type. He wasn’t having much luck in the job market and seemed to have lost interest in everything…including Dawn. As a result Dawn’s fantasy sex life over took her actual one.

Mainly Dawn fantasized about being abducted and raped. It was her principle visions as she masturbated. With practice her mind became a fertile playground of numerous scenarios of abduction and rape. The men varied from young to old, from handsome to ugly, the entire gambit. It was a sight to see this 5’ 11”, 130 pound redhead, naked on her bed, legs spread eagle, body in the throws of orgasm as her mind raced through still another version of her fantasy….

Dawn was not happy with her life but at least the fantasies helped and after all they were just harmless in nature. Harmless that is until one day when her fantasy world slammed head-on into reality.

It was Wednesday, hump-day, and Dawn liked taking a half days vacation mid-week. It helped to break up the day and because her husband worked afternoons and nights at the local meat processing plant she was insured of an entire afternoon and evening alone. Alone to once again lie on her bed and for a short time live in her fantasy world. Today however, her life was about to change….

Dawn left the office precisely at noon. She had a plant in her hand that was nearly dead and decided to take it home and nurse it back to life. In the parking ramp she opened her trunk placing the plant securely in place, wedging it against her spare to insure it didn’t fall over. Intent on the task at hand she didn’t notice the van until the brakes screeched as it came to a halt behind her and the sliding door flew open. Before she could turn a man, placed a cloth over her mouth. It had a strange smelling odor and as Dawn took a deep breath to scream for help the substance entered her lungs and her world went black.

As consciousness slowly returned Dawn found herself tied to a bed…spread eagle, bound at your wrists and ankles. There are two men in the room of what it appears to be a bedroom of a house in the country. The realization hits her that she could scream til she’s hoarse but it would be fruitless…no one would ever hear. The men, one she estimates is in his early twenties is black, blacker than the Ace of Spades she thinks and the other? Well he’s white and she guesses him to be her fathers age. The young black kid is naked, the old guy is fully clothed….jeans and a t-shirt. Both men are staring down at her. The black kid has a hard-on…his size takes literally takes her breath away. She tries not to look at his huge swollen member, jet black standing out proudly in front of him but can’t help herself…its, its size….. Fear grips her body and she begins to shake.

“Shit, will I get out of this alive?” Dawn asks herself. “What am I to do? Would it be best to cooperate?

These questions burn in her mind as she lies on the bed totally exposed to her two captures. Looking up at the two men, both have shit eaten grins on their faces which are covered with sweat. Dawn is all too familiar with that look, lust… uncontrolled lust. The older guy has a whiskey bottle, bends over, takes the back of her head in his hand and places the bottle at her lips. She hates the taste of whisky and gags as she swallows a mouth full. It burns as it goes down and bursts into heat when it hits her stomach. The heat spreads through her body like wildfire stimulating every nerve.

“That’ll help her relax,” the old guy says.

The young guy merely nods his approval as he places a hand on her tit roughly massaging and twisting the nipple. She closes her eyes trying to deny the joy she is getting from his touch. Feeling a hand on her face she opens her eyes and sees the old guy looking down as he places a thumb in her mouth. She doesn’t know or understand why but his hand gives her comfort and she sucks his thumb.

“You suck good little lady!” The old guy says as he works his thumb in and out of her mouth. “Perhaps you’d like something a little larger to suck on? No?”

The young black guy says, “Hey, let me give her something to suck on!” as he shoves the old guy aside.

The old guy laughs and pulls up a stool, takes a swig of his bottle and watches as the young man places his oversized member on her lips. Dawn is beginning to feel the effects of the whiskey and even though she doesn’t want to…she is beginning to enjoy her predicament. As his huge head enters her mouth Dawn can taste the salty pre-cum which has oozed out and her eyes lock with the old guy as her tongue licks the cum from the massive shaft. The old guy takes another swig, she can see the lust grow in his eyes as the sweat runs down his face. For some reason she can’t explain, this turns her on. She now wants to drive the old guy crazy and decide to use the young black stud to do it! Continuing to hold his gaze she takes the young cock deep in her mouth and sucks, lifting and lowering her head as she takes about 5 of his 9 inches deep in her mouth.

“Tim! Get the clothes pins. Put them on her nipples. I think the slut needs a little pain.” The old guy exclaims staring deep in your eyes. “I think this bitch wants to moooan a bit!”

“Henry, you get’em, I’m about ready to drop a fucking load!”

“Don’t you dare shot your load, we got us some work to do on this slut my friend. We’re going to work her over good!” Henry says, his eyes never leaving hers.

Henry sees the defiance and takes it as a challenge. An odd game of sorts has just started. It’s a game of wills. It’s the will to be in control. Oh, not physical control, both Henry and Dawn know that. It’s mental control and Dawn is determined not to allow these two men to mentally control her. Physically they may have their way but mentally…never! Henry has however made up his mind…he will break her. She will become his fuck toy of that he is sure.

Reluctantly Tim places a hand on her forehead and pulls his cock from her mouth. She trys to follow, not wanting to let go but his hand stops her. Her anger builds, there is no way she will allow this old bastard to win…no way!

“We’re gonna break this bitch Tim. We’re gonna turn her into our little fuck toy one we will have whenever we want. She’ll be begging for us to fuck her every day…” Henry challenged as he stared into Dawn’s eyes.

“FUCK YOU! I’LL NEVER BREAK FOR YOU OR ANYONE ELSE! She hears the words echo in the room not believing they came from her lips.

“You will break little lady. When we’re finished with you, you’ll beg…yes beg to stay with us and you’ll beg to be fucked.” Said Henry, as a loud roar of laughter filled the room.

“NEVER!” Came Dawn’s reply as she spit at, and missed Henry’s face.

Just then the first clothes pin snapped over her nipple. The pain made her cry out and then the second found its mark. Dawn’s eyes bulged as she looked down, seeing a string connecting the two objects. Henry moved from his stool, placed his fingers on the closed end of the clothes pins and slowly began to exert pressure. Tears filled her eyes as the pain became unbearable. However, that was only a hint of what was to come.

“Tim! Grab that string and pull.”

Tim did just what he was told, his eyes reflected the enjoyment he was getting from her pain. As he pulled, Henry applied more pressure. Dawn tried not to scream, aware of the pleasure it would give her two assailants but the pain…the pain, it was so excruciating she couldn’t help yourself.

“No! Please! No!” she cried.

It didn’t’ detour the pair as they held the pressure constant. Then a funny thing happened. Her body adjusted to the pain. Was it possible…was she actually enjoying it, wanting it, no demanding it. These two had hit on her secret… She was now in a zone, floating with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Enough” said Henry

Tim released his hold on the string and Henry removed the Clothes pins.

“Can I fuck her now? I need to fuck her!” Said Tim. “I’ve got to get my rocks off or my balls will burst!”

“Go ahead, but don’t cum inside her. I want to see you smear it all over her stomach. I want to see that wash board stomach covered with cum!” said Henry as he placed a hand gently on her lower abdomen.

Dawn’s reaction was an involuntary tightening which brought a smile to Henry’s face. A smile she knew all too well. It was the confident smile of a Conqueror. A Conqueror that knew he would win.

As Tim crawls on top of her, Dawn never drops eye contact with Henry. Tim spit on his hand rubbing the saliva on his cock. Dawn can feel his weight as the head of his cock presses against the outer lips of her pussy. With his hand he moves the massive head up and down the length of her slit. To his surprise…she is wet. With her legs tied flat on the bed Tim can not get his entire length buried. Dawn can feel her pussy fill and hates herself for enjoying this intrusion. Still, she never releases her gaze from Henry. She now hates the old man…hates him for the pleasure he is bringing her. Hates him for his confident attitude….hates him for being right. It was then she realized she wanted these two and would do anything to keep them.

For a moment a very slight smile crossed her lips. Dawn immediately refrained, not wanting Henry to see it. Tim made two deep strokes and dutifully pulled out, shooting his cum on her stomach.

Dawn was dumb struck and wanted to scream! “NO TIM, KEEP GOING! NOT SO SOON! PLEASE DON’T STOP NOW!!” But the words never came.

The disappointment of his early withdrawal must have been evident on her face for Henry bellowed with laughter.

“Don’t’ worry, it’s only just begun!” said Henry as a knowing smile shaped his face.

After completing his discharge Tim straddled Dawn’s body and slid up to her face. Grabbing a hand full of hair, he lifted her head and commanded, “ Clean it bitch!”

At this point Dawn was so fucking horny all she wanted was cock. His cock was softening but its size was still substantial and the taste of her own cum heightened the excitement. Still her eyes never left Henry. Still locked.

Smiling, again that knowing smile that really pissed her off. Henry rose from the stool and placed a hand high on the inside of Dawn’s thigh. Her eyes begged him to go higher wanting the relief Tim had not given. Slowly, never leaving her gaze Henry’s hand moved up and engulfed her pussy. With the expertise of age he ran a finger up and down the opening the buried his index finger deep while using his thumb to manipulate her clit. Waves of pleasure filled your body. Sucking cock, smeared with her own juice, the lingering pain of her nipples contrasted by the pleasure of Henry’s hand caused a moan of pleasure to vibrate deep in her throat and her hips to move with the welcome presence of his hand. Her orgasm hit hard and fast. So fast it caused her to unexpectedly bite down on Tim’s cock, which she didn’t realize until she heard him scream as his slap stung the side of your head.

“OUCH! The fucking bitch bit me!” Screamed Tim. “She fucking bit me!” Jumping off the bed, face red with rage Tim continued, “I’ll fix this fucking slut!”

He was about to punch you when Henry stepped in and told him to relax. There was no harm done. Tim retreated to the window to inspect his cock for damage. No skin was broken so Tim placed his hands on either side of the window leaned forward and looked out the window, lost in thought, allowing his anger to dissipate.

Moving to the side of the bed, whiskey bottle in hand, taking an old rag Henry wiped the cum from her stomach. When he was finished he lifted her head, placed the bottle to Dawn’s lips and commanded her to drink. The Whiskey flooded her mouth as she swallowed, running down her cheeks onto the bed. He then poured the Whiskey over her stomach and again wiped her dry.

“You’ve been naughty little lady. Very naughty and need to be properly punished!”

Having said that Henry flipped Dawn over on her stomach. It was no easy feat with her wrists and ankles bound and it resulted in her arms and legs being crisscrossed. Stretching her neck around she tried, without success to see Henry but couldn’t. She could feel his hand on her back holding her in place. Fear struck as she heard the swish of his belt being removed from the confines of his trousers.

The first swat of the belt rang out within the confines of the quiet country farm house. It was much harder than Dawn had expected and a short gasp escaped her lips. Biting down on her lip, the second, then third….then she lost count as the belt tore at the cheeks of her tight little ass. After several hits, the burning sensation spread to her entire body leaving her ass numb. She could feel desire exploding within her loins and knew the tell tale juice was escaping the warmth of her pussy and turning cold as it made its way down the inside of her thigh.

Dawn was in a mental daze, somewhere up in the clouds as the spanking stopped. She muffled her tears between your crossed arms not wanting to allow Henry to see any signs of weakness.

Breathless Henry rose from the bed removing his hand from her back. Untying the ropes from her hands and ankles .

“Now Slut…you will be fucked, like never before. After this, you’ll never be satisfied by another! Am I right Tim?”

“You bet Henry, let me at her. I’m ready!” he declared as he held on to his throbbing erection. “I’ll fuck the hell out of her!”

“We’ll both fuck her Tim.”

Tim looked confused and Dawn thought to herself. “What are they planning?”

“Tim, you lay down across the bed, let your legs dangle over the side.” Tim did as he was told.

Henry then instructed Dawn to climb on top. It was both a command and a threat as Henry held the belt in his hand, ready to use it once again. Quickly Dawn moved on top of Tim, took his cock and guided it to the entrance of her now soaking wet pussy. Eagerly she lowered her full weight down taking his length deep within her vaginal walls. God she loved the feel of a cock filling her. Tim had raised himself and was now sucking on Dawn’s tits, first one then the other, biting lightly on the nipples. Dawn began a forward and backward movement rubbing her clit against Tim’s pubic bone.

After a moment or two Dawn felt herself being pushed toward Tim and down on the bed. It was Henry, behind her, as she looked around she saw he had dropped his pants and was naked from the waist down. His cock was average. She didn’t have much time to think about it because she immediately felt his hand rubbing some sort of lubricant on her asshole and first one finger then two violated your tight little hole. Panic struck as it hit her what his intentions were. Dawn had never been fucked by two men at the same time before…one vaginal the other anal! Could she do it? Could she take it? It wouldn’t be long before she found out!

Henry removed his Vaseline covered fingers from Dawn’s tight little ass and wiped the remaining lubricant on his cock. He then pushed hard against her back forcing her flat against Tim. With Tim’s legs hanging over the bed her puckered little hole was ripe for picking! Henry placed the head against the opening, Dawn bit her lip in anticipation. Henry shoved hard, her sphincter muscle released and the head found its way into the canal. Another shove and he was now buried deep within the confines of her rectum. As he hit bottom it took Dawn’s breath away. Never had you felt two cocks in her at one time.

Dawn moaned, “Ohh Fuck, oh fuck, you two are going to split me wide open…oh fuck!”

Unable to control herself Dawn found Tim’s mouth and kissed him hard, tongues fighting for control. She held that position as both men drove their hard cocks deep inside her receptive body. Taking their pleasure and giving her a sexual satisfaction she never dreamed possible…ever. Tim’s mouth was wet and warm, her arms circled his neck pulling him hard against her mouth. Tim’s hands busily worked both her nipples sending shock waves of pleasure to her stomach. The feel of both cocks moving in and out gaining momentum put Dawn into a blissful trance. She could tell from the speed of their movements neither man would last long and then her first orgasm hit. It started in the pit of her stomach, moved to her groin and then exploded over her entire body. She nearly choked Tim forcing her tongue deep in his mouth and screaming….

Both men released their load nearly in unison. The sensation of having both holes filled at one time with spurt after spurt of delicious cum was more than Dawn could take. The lights went out….she were unconscious.

The shaking brought her slowly from the black.

“Hey bitch! What the fucks with you? You okay? Hey?”

It was Tim and the tone of his voice indicated concern. He had never witnessed a woman pass out from pleasure before. Slowly Dawn’s eyes began to focus again and she recognized Tim who was still naked and was on his knees on the bed. She looked around to find Henry sitting on a stool by the window, drinking from his bottle of Whiskey. He stared outside and didn’t seem to be paying attention to what was going on.

“That fucking asshole!” she thought. “He doesn’t give a shit about anything! He wasn’t even concerned! PRICK!”

“Get away from her Tim! Bitch, get off that fucking bed and go sit in the fucking corner on the floor! Do it! Do it now!” he commanded.

Dawn couldn’t believe her ears. This SOB, who just fucked her ass was now telling her to go sit in a corner. She sat there confused…bewildered…not moving. Henry made it to the bed in two large steps. He grabbed her by the arm, virtually lifted her from the bed and shoving her, naked, to the floor in the corner of the room. She cowered, trying to cover yourself as best she could with her hands. It was fruitless. Humiliation burned to the depths of her very being.

“When I tell you to do something bitch…you fucking do it! Don’t take your sweet ass time and do it when you think you’re ready…fucking do it NOW! Henry screamed. “You’re here for my pleasure slut, you hear me, my fucking pleasure. That means you do exactly what you’re told to do and you do it right away!”

Dawn’s eyes moved to Tim. Surprise at the harshness of Henry’s words registered on his face. Surprise mixed with confusion. From past experience Tim knew Henry was volatile and unpredictable but in this case he wasn’t sure where this tirade of Henry’s was going. He was soon to find out.

“Tim, get out your change, you and I are going to play some cards son. Some Poker!”

Both men sat on the single bed in the room. From a small black case Henry pulled a tattered deck of cards and began to shuffle. After about 10 minutes of losing Tim became a little disgruntled. Henry knew it was time to divert his attention.

“SLUT!” Henry yelled. “Start crawling around the floor on your hands and knees. NOW and don’t piss me off!”

Startled by the sharpness of his voice Dawn jumped to her hands and knees and began to crawl around the room. Tim stared at the sight of her on all fours looking like a sleek wild animal on the prowl. Henry, hardly paid any attention all that mattered to him was that she had taken Tim’s mind off losing…that was just what he planned.

“Come over here bitch.” Henry commanded. “Sit up like a fucking dog and beg Tim to suck his cock.”

Dawn crawled up in front of Tim sat back on your heels and said, “Please Tim let me suck your big cock. Please?”

Tim slid to the edge of the bed and spread his legs. His cock hung down, it had been well used so far but the idea of having his soft cock sucked made him eager to feel this white woman’s lips. Dawn crawled up to Tim’s cock and took its entire length into her mouth. It felt warm and rubbery somewhat like a partially inflated balloon. Taking his nuts in her hand, she slowly began to suck and massage. Tim continued with the cards, at Henry’s insistence, and he continued to lose as well. Henry’s strategy was working…so far. Soon it seemed that Tim was just throwing money into the pot without regard for the game.