Note: This is a fantasy based upon the story "Taken" by whores Master. It is not meant to condone rape nor imply that ANY woman would ever wish to be raped. They do not. Do not try to use this story to justify horrible actions. Again, it is a fantasy.
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I awoke confused and disoriented, but realizing someone, not my husband, was in my bedroom. Blinking in the sudden light, a hand shaking me roughly, I gasped as the covers were thrown back and my nude body was suddenly exposed to a crowd of men, all but one of whom I did not recognize. The one man I recognized was a stranger to me, but earlier in the week I had seen him watching me intently at a bar. At the time I was fascinated by his penetrating eyes and I found myself walking and acting a little more provocatively as I knew he watched. Now I felt only fear as he sneered at me "It's time for some of the tight pussy! You are all alone with us and we are all going to fuck you bitch."
I started to pant in fear and shame as they all looked over my naked body, their eyes lusty and hot. The leader, the one with the eyes that looked right through me, smile sadistically and grabbed my ankles, twisting me around on the bed and pulling me to the edge. Still terrified I remember pleading with him to stop, panicked tears filling my eyes.
I tried to fight at this point, but the leader slapped my face shocking me into silence and complacency. I had never been slapped by a man before, and although not terribly hard, it was enough to make me realize I was helpless to his will, these men were going to do anything they wanted to me and there was nothing I could do. I laid there in shock not moving, a part of me hoping they would just go away. Instead the leader pulled me further to the edge and began to play with my nipples. He touched them and I jerked away only to watch helplessly as he punished my actions by slapping my breast hard, causing a strange pain that hurt less than it should have. I froze and watched him touch and tease them, and shame filled me as they responded to his rough touch growing stiff and eager for his attention. The other men in the room faded away as the leader continued to play roughly with my nipples, pulling them hard and watching them darken in excitement as my pants of fear turned into pants of excitement.
I laid there as he stepped back, his eyes never leaving mine, and reached down slowly to unzip his tight jeans and pull out his extremely hard cock. I could hardly breathe as he held it in both hands showing it to me like a prize I could win. My mouth dry I licked my lips in anticipation as I imagined my mouth on it, the taste strong in my mind. I watched him stroke it, making it even harder, and again my tongue unconsciously licked my lips.
Looking at me with those piercing eyes I heard his command from far away. "Come here. Open your mouth bitch," he said in a gruff voice his hand still stroking himself as a light film of cum coated his tip making me hungrier for it.
Still I didn't respond, embarrassed by my own desires and too nervous to even move. Roughly he grabbed my hair and pulled my face to his cock. I could smell the musky scent of him and my mouth watered for the taste. Shamefully I felt my pussy dampen as my lower body began to throb with desire. He used his cock like a hand slapping me lightly on my face then rubbing it over my face making me even wetter with desire, until finally he pressed his hard, moist cock against my lips.
Suddenly the other men were around us and their voices filled my head as they told him to fuck me and yelled the things they wanted to do to me - filthy things that made my pussy grow even wetter and my desire to be fucked by all of them increase. I felt them reach for me and a couple touch me before the leader pushed them away, staking me as his. I looked at him, his eyes exciting me more than I would have thought possible. He reached down and surrounded my head in his large hands, slowly pushing my mouth towards his throbbing cock. As I felt it split my lips open I looked at him watching his pupils contract as I slowly opened my mouth and allowed him deep inside me. As I gave in to him, I felt the other men grabbing my arms and legs to hold me down. Helplessly I laid there getting more and more excited as he forcefully fucked my face, so hard I struggled for breath.
Suddenly he pulled out and I gasped for air as disappointment from not feeling him cum inside my mouth filled me. The disappointment ebbed as he moved up a bit, offering me his swollen balls. "Suck my balls, whore" he commanded and a lightening bolt of sexual excitement pierced my lower body as I bent over to obey.
Eyes closed in pleasure I flicked them teasingly with my tongue, hearing his sharp intake of breath as I sucked first one and then the other into my eager mouth, delighted with their taste and feel.
He pulled away from me and I opened my eyes looking at him in confusion. In his eyes I saw something new, a look of possession, perhaps ownership, and I realized we both knew at that moment I was his to do anything he pleased to. He pushed me back on the bed and pulled me again to the edge, with my legs up and open wide. The cool air danced across my hot pussy and I could feel the dampness which coated my upper thighs.
Wide open I watched him stare at me exposed so intimately, and smile in pleasure at my very obvious excitement over being used this way. I saw and felt him place his hard cock next to my throbbing cunt and braced myself for his entry. When it did not come I looked up to see why he hesitated. His eyes meet mine and he rammed into me so hard and forcefully that I was unable to breath for several moments. He filled me fully, his hard cock ramming me like a machine, rapidly over and over again. I heard myself moaning in pleasure as he took me, hard enough that my thighs would be bruised the following day, my cries of delight filling the room.