Rough hands hold the innocent. Hair is grabbed and the head uplifted. A cock plunges deep into the warm, wet opening. A mouth is fucked. Hard. Deep. The throat is felt by the cock. The throbbing, pulsing of the cylindrical weapon is felt on tongue. The taste of precum trickles down the innocent's tongue and into the throat. The virgin throat. A mouth never fucked. Lips that have never tasted cock. No one would ask the innocent to do such disgusting things. No one would dare request such vulgarity. Not of our dear innocent. Yet, the cock probes deep, plunging in and ebbing out. Moans, growls. The animal is in ecstasy. Barked commands to take it. Take it deeper. Suck! Lick! Orders to do those things thought vile by the dear one. Piercing, plunging, fucking by an object held in disdain by our lamb. Feelings of disgust. Feelings of helplessness. A desire to run. A fear of the cock. A sudden shout of triumph. A yell by the victor and the flow of semen into the virgin's mouth. Overflowing and dripping, the tide of semen washes and swirls in the mouth. More commands. Yells of swallow. Swallow! Fingers grip the nose. Air! The innocent must breathe. A throat obeys and swallows. Semen slides down the virgin throat. Semen lines the mouth, clings to the lips. Semen adorns the chin and dangles in streams. Lips reach to kiss the semen-covered lips. Lips press hard against lips. A tongue dives into the mouth, tasting the semen. A tongue probes the mouth and presses deep. An innocent is no more an innocent. Our lamb is changed.
Swirled around and dumped on the ground. Soft elbows skinned against gravelly pavement. An ass exposed. An opening never touched. A frontier no cock has entered. Pleading from a lamb. Laughter from tormentors. A body presses against warm, soft flesh and a cock grows hard. Our lamb begs. Our lamb pleads for a savior. A cock plunges deep between cheeks. A cry flies from semen crusted lips. A cock fucks hard, where no cock has been. Cheeks held open, a cock fucking hard and deep. A call from others to fuck harder, faster. Take the ass. Fuck it harder. Inciting the marauder to plunder more. Take what does not belong to the thief. A lamb begs for mercy. Cries fall on deaf ears as the thief pumps a load of thick semen into the ass of our dear one. What more could befall our precious? What more can be tolerated?
Animal paws grab at the dear one. Flesh against flesh. Cocks pushed into openings. Mouth. Ass. Fucked hard by evil ones who desire the virgin flesh of the lamb. Devouring innocence. Delving into passages never taken. Fouling the spaces of body and mind. Cocks pump and fuck. The throat is filled, the ass fucked. Over and over. Again and again. Cocks plunge deep and growls emit from the villains. Animal lust prevails as cocks shoot the fluid of lascivious whoremongers. Hands grab the body. Dread nightmares play out as the dear one is ravaged. Cocks use the body of the lamb to satisfy the dreams of evil. Our lamb's body goes limp, yet they assault it still. Lust of evil knows no bounds, it knows no limits.
Our lamb lies in a heap, frail and fouled. Semen coats the hair, the body, the mouth, the ass. Semen lies spent on the pavement. Animals laugh at the prey. Growls of beasts who are at last sated. A lamb's tears unheeded. A dread quiet falls on the lamb. A pallor of doom shrouds our precious. Where to go? What to do? Whom shall be told? Our lamb gathers what is left of dignity. Picks up the shreds of a life gone and an innocence shattered. Home. Home to safety of the hearth. The dear one limps out of the dark into the street to the womb of metal and rubber. Home calls. Hearth beckons. Our dear one points the chariot in the direction of home.
In the room, alone. What shall become of our lamb? What shall our lamb do. Innocence is gone. All that was thought of life and love now lies in tatters. All that the lamb was lies in the dark city cavern. The essence of the lamb drowns in a pool of semen in the alley. Our lamb holds up the head and meets eyes in the mirror. What now? He shudders and wonders will he ever be the same?