Just What She Deserves

[SexyChele]

OOC: This is a closed thread for SexyChele and Ariosto. We invite you to read along, if you wish, and constructive comments are always welcome. However, this is a hardcore rape thread, which may be disturbing to some. Just gotta warn ya!


IC: Carmen Salgado was a bitch. Everyone that came into contact with her knew she was a bitch. She could sulk for hours if she didn't get her own way all the time. And Carmen always got what she wanted.

Of course, Carmen didn't think she was a bitch at all. No, quite the opposite. Carmen thought she was, quite simply, the perfect woman. And really, who could argue with her?

At 22, Carmen had the perfect body - no doubt about it. Her breasts were full and larger than usual for her small frame. Her waist tiny, her hips gently swelling, and her ass was picture perfect. During her college years, Carmen had been approached several times to pose nude. But Carmen was too perfect even for that. She needed to hear the adulation - not simply to suspect that men were craving her body.

Her hair was long, thick, and slightly wavy. And very black. Her eyes were large and a beautiful dark brown. Her olive skin was flawless and smooth - she absolutely radiated. Even her teeth were straight and white.

And Carmen made certain that she always looked perfect. She had her eyebrows professionally maintained. Her pubic hair was waxed regularly, with just a heart-shaped patch of hair right above her clit. Her nails were always manicured, and her tiny feet were soft and supple and the nails always painted a bright red.

Her clothing was always the best quality, and always showed Carmen off to perfection. Even Carmen's choice in men reflected her bitchy nature. Easily led, always willing to jump whenever Carmen so much as crooked her little finger. And that was the way she wanted it. No domineering men for her. Uh-uh. Men were toys - to be played with, then cast aside when something better came along.

Right now, Carmen's current "fling" was Reynaldo. Nice enough guy, yeah. Steady job, good income. Entertained ridiculous thoughts of marrying Carmen and making her stay home and do nothing but raise babies. Ha! Like that was ever going to happen! But Reynaldo was easy. He adored her. He was willing to put up with her shit, and do whatever he was told. Yes, a fine toy - for the moment.

But toys can becoming boring. And Carmen needed constant excitement. She knew she had a spell over men that most women could never hope to understand. For some unknown reason men loved bitches. They craved them, wanted them, desired them. Men were willing to dump girlfriends, and sometimes wives, if they thought there was any possibility of obtaining a bitch. This concept amused Carmen - it played into her idea of men as toys.

And now, Carmen had found an outlet. The internet. Specifically, internet chatrooms. She found one in particular that she liked, and gave herself the name "HotLatinaBitch". She quickly developed a reputation in the chatroom that varied between men and women. The women knew her to be a bitch. The men thought she was just a classy lady who had extremely high standards - a prize to be won, and if Carmen deigned to give them any attention at all, they went away feeling as though a goddess had touched them.

It was all very amusing to Carmen.

Then "he" came to the chatroom. He seemed perfect. An easy toy to play with. Very accommodating, very eager to please. He flattered Carmen, and she ate it up. She started to get into the habit of going online every evening hoping to find him there. And yes, each evening he was there, waiting for her.

Carmen was very pleased with her latest "conquest".

 

[ariosto]

*Tell me how much you like it bitch.*

*I like it.I want your cock in my mouth, now
Mike*

*Say please you whore....*

*Say it!*

*PLease...PLEASE..I want to suck your cock...I wanto, feel your hot cum in my mouth...*

*Please Mike...*

*Mike...?*

*You there Mike?*

Nathan Carr, alias MikesHammer, looked at the words scroling down the screen and chuckled to himself.

*Mike...baby, are you there?*

His fingers hit the keys.

*Gotta go Nancy...frig yourself off and think about me.*

He closed the ICQ Window and finished logging onto Chatropolis where he was known as PureWhiteBoy.
He found her just where he thought she'd be...

*Hi HLB...hey! when are you going to give me a name I can type in under a minute!*

*LOL...maybe never PWB...I've never gotten one from you.*

*Just call me Horny! <wink>...What are you wearing?*

*My birthday suit Horny...why don't you join me?*

*LOL...sure thing! hang on!*

Nathan adjusted the webcam and sent her the invitation to recieve the video.
She refused it.
"Fucking Bitch!"
He felt like a fool holding his throbbing cock and no one to see.
"FUCKING BITCH!"

He began typing again.
*Aww, what's the matter, don't you want to see what I have here all for you?*

*Seen one seen them all...maybe later, Lol*

"Your goddamed right maybe later!"

Nathan slammed his fist down so hard on the table
that he woke his wife up in the next room.



OOC...Nathan Carr, middle echelon executive in a small but up and coming software company has a lovely wife, two fine looking children, A house he can't afford, debts he cannot meet and secret life online that no one knows about.
He's in his mid thirties, tall, slender, his dark hair slightly balding and wears wire rim glasses that give him the general aspect of a neatly groomed accountant.

 

[SexyChele]

Carmen looked at the computer screen and laughed. Oh yes, she had this one right where she wanted him! The gall of him to think that she would be interested in watching him jack off for her! Or that she would even be interested! Why should she watch some one else? They should be watching her! Of course, under her own conditions!

She waited awhile, a little irked that he did not come right back with something witty. What could possibly be dragging his attention away from her?

Irritated at not receiving his full attention, Carmen quickly typed onto the screen.

Gotta go, big guy. C-ya!

Just as she was about to exit, she saw a message flash on the screen. As she read it, she smiled.

Yes. She had him. Exactly where she wanted him. Damn, this stuff was almost too easy!

 

[ariosto]

*But you've never seen one like this!...Give me your email and I'll send you a picture!. I've got one of those PANORAMIC camera's!
<Wicked grin>*

*How about it?*

Nathan sat hunched over the screen, his fists clenched.

*Gotta go big guy. C-ya!*

*WAIT!!!!!!*

Too late, she was gone.

There were other women in the chat room but he didn't give a shit. This is the one he wanted. He'd watched her flirting, playing, teasing. He'd studied her cryptic suggestive profile and knew it by heart...he'd seen her disapear into private chat rooms with the likes of BIGANDEASY, STICKYFINGERS and 69GUY.....but never with him.
He'd suggested a private chat last night but she'd sideslipped with ...*When I get to know you better LOL!*
Well she was closer than she thought of getting to know him better.

CSALGADO@YAHOO.COM
He'd had her email for a week and she'd let slip that she lived
very close to the beach near Santa Barbara and had just bought a brand new black Jaguar convertable.
There were 18 Salgado's in the Santa Barbara telephone directory but how many lived near the beach and drove a black Jag?...Of course it could be an unlisted phone...he'd know soon enough.
He had a weekend to himself coming up...wife and kids with the inlaws. HLB thought that he lived in Atlanta Georgia.
He smiled...Not quite baby...not quite.
In fact Nathan's home was only a few hours away in Los Angeles.
He had a picture too that he'd downloaded and printed from her profile. It looked to be authentic and if it was then she was a real knockout.
He shut down the PC and as the light died on the screen he imagined all the things he'd do to Miss HOT LATIN BITCH when he finally laid hands on her.

 

[SexyChele]

Carmen was still giggling when she crawled between the sheets of her bed. The phone jangled her before she managed to sleep, and she quickly picked it up. Reynaldo's voice came across the line. The same pleading, whining voice that sometimes grated on her nerves.

"Carmen, I've been calling for hours! Where have you been? I'll bet you were online, weren't you?"

"Well? What if I was? There are no laws against that!"

"I know what you do out there! Talking like a slut to other men, making them want you, wishing they could fuck you! Carmen, do you know what that does to me - knowing you're doing that?"

"Reynaldo, I need some sleep. Hang up and get some yourself. What I do online is not serious - it's only fun. Just like you going to those strip clubs that you don't think I know about. Eh? Surprised you with that one, didn't I? At least, my form of entertainment doesn't involve touching a live body! Sometimes you are despicable, Reynaldo! You! Accusing me, when you are out playing touchy-feely with other women!"

"Carmen, you know I don't! There could never be another woman for me other than you! Please, Carmen, let me come over tonight."

"No. No, Reynaldo. I'm tired, and I need sleep. Besides, you called me a slut. Do you think I would ask you to my bed after that? Think about it as you sleep tonight. Good-bye, Reynaldo!"

Carmen hung up the phone with a certain amount of satisfaction, before snuggling up to her pillow and falling asleep.

The next evening, after she had gone out with Reynaldo, she left him in his car, hot and bothered, with instructions to go straight home and jerk off. She wasn't in the mood tonight. She laughed at his eagerness to do as she told him. Such a good plaything!

She got undressed, pulled on a long, silk robe, and poured herself a glass of wine. Sitting down to the computer, she wondered if he would be on. She went into the chatroom, and greeted those who recognized her and treated her respectfully. As she flirted and wrote out numerous sexual innuendos, her eyes kept searching for PureWhiteBoy. Would he show this evening? He rarely disappointed her....

 

[ariosto]

*Hi HLB...what's new?*

*Nada, handsome...how is it with you.*

*Hard as a rock and still growing! <wink>*

*Ohhhh...look a vienna sausage! LOL*

*Big enough to choke a horse!...Want to try?"

*I'm no horse...but I do like a stallion now and then.*

'God, I'll bet you do...

*Back up to the monitor sweety and let me mount you.*

*In your dreams!...Hey I had some really good sex with my boyfriend an hour ago...you want to hear about it?*

*Does the Pope shit in the woods!?*

*LOL!...Okay...see this man will do anything for me so I had him strip down naked and lay down on the bed.*

*GO ON!*

* I took his big cock in my hands and...*

*YES...then what!*

*You got your cock out WhiteBoy?*

He'd had it out since their first words.

*You bet I do...stroking off...go on!*

*GO ON!*

*Nah I don't want to get you all hot and bothered...stallion. LOL*

I'm going to kill her. I'm going to fuck her and kill her.

*HLB...I want to talk to you...give me a number please...I'm crazy to hear your voice...to hear you...*

*Maybe someday...right now though let's talk about the weather. <grin>*




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The black jag pulled out of the long driveway of the gated house that overlooked the sea.
The woman driving it was hard to see behind the tinted windows but the tag said
CarmenS-1[/i]
and this was the only Salgado address near the ocean.

She never noticed the beige Accura rental car that followed her at a discreet distance. She was looking forward to her usual saturday morning at the Spa...aerobics, a swim, the sauna...maybe a massage...Then a good lunch...then...

The man in the car behind her had very different plans for the day.

 

[SexyChele]

Carmen arrived at the spa, and was irritated when she couldn't be taken right away. 'All these damn tourists who come here and think they deserve better treatment!' her mind screamed silently. She stood a distance away, tapping her foot, and looking bored and angry. Finally, an employee rushed up to her.

"So sorry, Miss Salgado! We are so much busier this weekend than normal! Please, won't you come with me?"

Carmen glared at the woman as she turned to follow her, giving the tourists a look of contempt.

"Really, Frances, some one should have called me. I would have arrived later or made another appointment. Damn! But I hate waiting!"

Frances rolled her eyes at Carmen's temper - this bitch always had something to complain about, it seems!

"I'm very sorry, Miss Salgado. We will keep that in mind for the future."

Carmen huffed off in the direction of the lockers where she changed quickly. She decided on the ball aerobics class and gave herself a good workout.

She sat in the sauna, relaxing while being forced to listen to the boring conversation of housewives whose husbands were probably out cheating with the likes of Carmen. 'Silly fools', thought Carmen, 'they cackle like hens, hate sex, and want their husbands to deal with it.'

She gave herself the luxury of a long shower, deciding against a swim. As she was stretched out on the massage table, she finally allowed her body to relax under the ministrations of Andre. All the women wanted Andre, Carmen always got him. She smiled smugly at the thought of the women she had been able to pull Andre's skills from. She enjoyed the feel of his hands on her body, and she tried, as always, to entice him to try something different, something a little more risky. But he only smiled and teased her. Carmen had long ago come to the conclusion that Andre was gay. After all, if a man didn't want to be with her, he must be.

When her massage was over, Carmen walked back to the changing room, where she dressed, reapplied her makeup, and dried her hair. Yes, she was looking great!

She walked from the spa into the bright summer sunshine, the breeze from the ocean cool and comfortable. She never noticed the non-descript car in the parking lot, or its occupant watching her.

 

[ariosto]

Cabins for Rent, Reasonable Rates!
The sign read.
$200 dollars a night was not reasonable in Nathan's book. But he'd only need it one night and the tiny frame cabin that he picked was the most isolated one of the scattered dozen that made up part of the camping area in the State Park.

"Mrs Jameson will be joining me later today he said signing his name, 'Jim Jameson' to the ledger book.., second honeymoon thing you know...do not disturb and all."
He winked at the overweight desk clerk that regarded him over her thick glasses.
"That's nice." she said and went back to her best seller.

A week had gone by since he'd followed her to the spa, a week of careful planning.
On the way home she'd turned into the Park and left the Jag, dressed in warm up pants and jogging shoes...a walkman was clipped to her waist. She disappeared up the trail and returned thirty minutes later flushed and sweating.
She toweled off by the car and slipped inside.
It was 1:15 PM.
He watched her the rest of the day from a safe distance...but she never left the house.
A car drove in the gate at 9pm and was still there at 4am when Nathan finally drove back to LA. her boyfriend no doubt.
He'd thought for a moment of breaking in and taking her in front of him. He'd tie him up and make him watch...No there was a dog...she probably had a gun...the guy could be to big...
Better this way...he had patience.

During the week they'd met online several times and he did his best to remain the pleading, silly man he'd designed for her. She remained the same...a fucking bitch.

The cabin smelled of Cedar and mothballs, but was pleasently set up...an antique 4 poster bed dominated the main room.
He laid his suitcase on the bed and opened it.
Among the many glittering articles inside he chose a small Baretta automatic and a phial of chloraform courtesy of his wife the Veternarian.

He smiled and looked at himself in the mirror. If he left right now he'd be in the parking lot next to her car at exactly 1:10.

 

[SexyChele]

Carmen was working her back along the trail. The day was bright and sunny, the morning fog having burned off. She had driven herself hard over the past 20 minutes, and now she was slowing, letting her body get used to stopping.

The earphones filled her ears with the hard driving music that kept her body pumped and going. Damn, she hated running! But it kept her figure in shape and gave her the "alone" time she craved.

She saw the parking lot come into view, and she slowed to a walk. She wrapped her fingers around her wrist, checking her pulse rate, then turning off the walkman. As she neared the Jag she noticed the other car parked next to it. It seemed an average sort of sedan, so Carmen paid it little mind, other than hoping that no one had harmed the paint job on her Jag.

She got a towel out of her workout bag, and started to wipe the sweat off of her face and neck. Taking off the headphones, she stowed the walkman in the bag, then grabbed a bottle of water, and took a huge drink. She screwed the cap back on, and shut the trunk.

Then her world suddenly went black....

 

[ariosto]

He'd been ready for a struggle and growing increasingly anxious as he waited for her. Another car had driven into the lot and he'd be forced to scrub the whole plan if they stayed around too long.
But they didn't. A tall young man got out and picked up a trail guide from the box under the big mounted map and then left.
Nathan breathed a bit more easily.
He watched her break out of the woods and slow to a walk, taking off her headphones as she approached the car...other than a very cursory look his way she was paying him no attention.
He poured the chloraform on the rag and held his breath.
She was bending over, fiddling with the trunk, her back was turned...NOW!

He was out of the car and on to her as swift and silently as a leopard. The rag was smothering her face before she knew he was there. His free arm was locked around her and he was dragging her across the few yards that seperated their cars as she struggled for a brief second and then went limp...He picked her up in both hands and slid her onto the backseat, turning her on her belly and handcuffing her wrists behind her.
He also threw a quick restraint around her ankles and slammed the door.
He didn't gag her because he was looking forward to her waking up and realising how helpless she was.
He wanted to hear the sound of terror in her voice.

In spite of all his carefull planning his hands were shaking as he turned out of the gravel lot and onto the main park road.
The camping and cabin area was located about 15 minutes away
on the side of the park nearest the ocean.
Traffic was light, only a few cars passed him on the way and as he turned up the rutted road to the campground he was pleased to that no one was on the road at all.
There was a heavily treed dip behind the cabin which he pulled his car into. From the front no one would see it.

He'd done it!
She was his...the fucking bitch was his.
He laughed...
He had so many plans it was hard to decide what to do first.

 

[SexyChele]

Slowly a fog lifted and Carmen became aware of being awake. She tried to move her arm to her face, and found it was frozen in place. She struggled harder, and then realized she was.....handcuffed! She tried to move to a sitting position, but found her ankles were also joined together. She looked up, and to her horror she was in a stranger car - and no idea where she was!

"HEY! What the fuck is this?" Carmen cried out. She noticed a man's dark head in the driver's seat. "Who are you? What the fuck do you want with me? Let me out of here, understand? You can't do this, this is kidnapping!"

Carmen swallowed her words as the man turned, and pointed a gun in her direction. Her eyes grew wide, and terror filled her face and heart.

"Hello, Hot Latina Bitch. Remember me?"

Carmen's mouth fell open, but only for a moment.

"How do you know that name? Why do you think that is me?" As the gun clicked in her face, Carmen fell silent, her face gaping at the stranger.

 

[ariosto]

"Don't you recognize PoorWhiteBoy when you see him!
Why Miss Salgado I'm amazed!"

She went white as a sheet...this was a fucking nightmare!
She started to scream and he stuck the pistol barrel in her mouth.

"Listen you stuck up bitch. "
His face was an inch away from hers.
"Don't make a sound... hear me?"
She felt something sharp against her stomach.
"I don't have to shoot you. I can cut you open like a pinata and watch all the candy fall out."
He laughed..."I said...do you hear me?"

She nodded, she was trying desperately to think of something rational...something that would help her but the terror was overwhelming...her knees buckled and she fell to the ground.

"Goddamit...get up!"
He kicked her hard in the side.
Her eyes were shut...it was dream...a very bad dream.

He kicked her again and pain knifed through her.
"Get up you fucking whore...I said get up!"

She got to her knees but no farther.
He grabbed her rich black hair in his hand and jerked back.
She saw the knife, an 8 inch stiletto gleaming in the sunlight.

"You're going to do everything I tell you too cunt...everything or I'm going to start slicing that pretty face up. Understand?....UNDERSTAND!"

The steel blade had become the center of her attention, what it could do...
She shuddered, tears started rolling down her cheeks.

He turned the key in the handcuffs and they fell off.
"Get down on your hands and knees and crawl to that door."

He kicked her.
"DO IT NOW!!"




OOC...Chele am I BAD enough for ya?
(I'm really a creampuff and you know it!)

 

[SexyChele]

Panic and terror ripped through her brain. How could this be happening to her? Where did he come from, what was he doing here?

She tried to think of a way of escape, a way to run, yet her the pain in her side where she'd been kicked erased all thought from her mind. As his boot delivered the last blow, she cried out and held her side. Her tears were flowing freely now.

She bent forward, her black hair draped around her face.

"Please, please, don't hurt me..." Carmen managed to plead through her quivering lips.

"Hurt you, bitch? Isn't that what fucking whores like you look forward to?"

"Please, I - I'm sorry. I never meant - Aaaahhh" Another kick to her hip silenced her.

"You are going to be a lot more sorry when I'm through with you, bitch! Now, inside!"

Slowly, her body already aching, Carmen tried to crawl to the door. The gravel cut into her hands and knees, and the humiliation of doing as this man told her was all-encompassing. She yelped as he grabbed her hair, pulling her along as though it were a leash. Carmen found she had to scramble to keep up with him, each step causing her sides to ache and the gravel to cut through the skin of her hands and knees.

The door opened, and she felt his foot on her ass shoving her through the door. She landed on the other side of the threshold in a heap, face on the floor. She could tell the material of her jogging pants were sliced from the gravel, and the sports bra she wore was soaked with the sweat of terror.

She felt her hair pulled again as he pulled her upright.

"Look at me, you bitch! We need to discuss what the rules are - and this time I'm calling the shots!"








OOC: Ari - you are perfect, as ever!

 

[ariosto]

He slammed her back against the wall, and held her face in an iron grip.
"There's a slight possibility I'll let you live. If you obey me in everything."
His eyes had a feral gleam, his fingers were digging into her cheeks.
"I'm crazy see...I'm an internet predator and your not the first fucking slut that I've taken this way and you won't be the last.
If you cry out or try to escape I'm going to kill you.
Understand?"

She nodded through the waves of terror...
"Please don't hurt me..."
She said again, her voice barely audible.

He stood back, the knife still in his hand, the gun bulging in his pocket.

"Your filthy Hot Latin Bitch. You stink of sweat. I want my slave clean...get in there."

He gestured towards the bathroom.
It was small, a sink, a mirror, a toilet and a shower stall.

She balked at the door and felt the knife against her back.
"Get in and turn around."
She turned, one hand on the sink to steady herself.

"Strip."
She knew it was coming...there was no way out.
He raised his hand to strike...
"NOW!"

Carmen's fingers could hardly move, her arms were leaden but she managed to get the top off. It fell to the floor as she quickly covered her full round breasts with her hands.

He smiled.
"You cant get the pants off that way can you?"

She was frozen, trying to black out everything, wanting to be asleep to be dreaming...
"Take your hands down, Let me see your tits."

denial...deaf...speechless....

"GODDAMIT!"
His hands locked on her wrists and jerked them down.
Carmen had the finest breasts money could buy. Perfect firm globes topped by coral tinted nipples stiffened now by fear not desire.
"Very nice...just as I imagined.
You want me to suck them don't you."

"please..." she whispered.

"SAY IT BITCH!...Beg me to suck your tits or I swear to god I'm gonna cut you to ribbons..."

 

[SexyChele]

Tears of humiliation and fear sprang to Carmen's eyes. She struggled to cover her breasts from this pig, this maniac, yet each time she reached up, he smacked them down.

As he ordered her to beg him to suck her breasts, her mind revolted. NO!

"Please..." she barely whispered.

"Now, bitch! Say it!"

"No, I - I - can't...."

She gasped as she felt the edge of the knife against her throat, the blade pressing into her soft flesh. Her eyes flew open in terror, but were met with the coldness of his gaze.

"I'll do it, bitch." And as if for emphasis, he pressed the knife into her neck until she felt the skin below the blade stretch, about to be torn by the sharp edge.

"Please," she stammered through her tears, "please...suck my....breasts. Please..."

"Better, bitch! That doesn't work, and you know it! I want you to beg like you've made every man in that chatroom beg!"

Her tears coursing down her cheeks, her lip quivering, Carmen could not bring herself to look in his eyes.

"Please!" She managed to find a strong voice from somewhere deep inside of her. "Please suck my breasts, I'm begging you. I want you to - please!"

She began to sob, but it seemed her tears and sobs had no effect on him. She felt the pressure of the knife lessen, and she hoped she had fulfilled his sick desire.

 

[ariosto]

He didn't say anything but his hand stretched out and his fingers pinched the nipple of her left breast.
He pulled it, watching as her round tit stertched into a cone shape.
He held it there, his fingers beginning to squeeze into the distended bud...it hurt.
"Really nice tits..."
He leaned down and his teeth closed over the throbbing tip that he held in her fingers.

Her knee came up fast and smashed into his groin!
Her aim was a little off or he would never have caught her.
Carmen was fumbling franticaly at the lock when she felt his hands close around her neck.
"Fucking bitch..."
The voice came through as the world went gray...
"Goddam Fucking BITCH!"
Then black.

He let go. He'd worked to hard at this to end it now...not yet.
He picked her up, laid her on the quilted bed and finished stripping off her clothes.
He ran his fingers through the manicured bush above her clit and then spread her outer folds, her labia were recessed within them
and he pushed a finger between the petals into the soft warmth of her vagina.
Carmen didn't move.

All right...
He opened his suitcase and pulled out a big Olympus Digital and snapped a few pictures of her lying on the bed. He did close ups of her pussy and her nipples.
He arranged her arms in a provacative position, pushed her lips into a smile and worked a 12 inch cucumber into her cunt.
He took her hand and placed it over the butt end of the warted cuke and stood back.
Well it didn't look all that natural...but it was fun and it would do until she woke up. He began taking more pictures.


OOC...last post here for three weeks...I need to recharge my set of "nasty' batteries....

 

[SexyChele]

Slowly she came to, unsure of what had happened. Something awful, but had it been a dream? She frown as she felt something stretching her pussy open, her hand on something unfamiliar. Behind her closed lids, she could see a flash, and opened her eyes suddenly.

Her brain was still in a fog, yet there was no denying the man standing over her. She tried to raise up, and he came towards her, a menacing look in his eyes. Her mouth opened for a scream, just as his hand closed over her throat, stopping it from escaping.

"You're supposed to play nice, HotLatinaBitch. Now, screaming would not be nice, would it?"

Carmen looked at him with frightened eyes, not sure if he were looking for an answer.

"You scream bitch and I'll get that knife and cut up your face so no man will want to look at you, let alone talk to you. Understood? I said, do you understand?!?!"

Carmen could feel the sweat trickle down her back as she looked into his eyes and nodded.

"Good. I've got plans for games I'd like to play with you. I should enjoy myself quite a bit. You, on the other hand, may not find them so pleasurable. But then, that's what comes from being a bitch, isn't?"

His laughter left her cold, and she wondered what kinds of games he had in mind.

 

[ariosto]

Carr took his time, walking around the bed checking each restraint...tightening here, tugging there.
He talked...

"I spent a long time dreaming this up..."
He started unbuttoning his checked flannel shirt.

"First I just wanted to fuck you..."
He tossed it onto the table.

"Stuff my cock in your mouth...shut your bitch mouth with it, ya know?"
He unbuckled his jeans.

"You thought you were so fuckin' hot...HOTLATINABITCH!"
He shouted into her face. His breath was like a furnace.
The pants fell and he stepped out of them, kicking off his shoes at the same time.

"But that wasn't enough baby..noooooooooo way."
His cock was nearly bulging out of the tight jockey shorts he was still wearing. Carmen shut her eyes tight, trying to block out the image of the bull like man leaning over her.

"No. I planned a whole little weekend for us."
His fingers caressed her cheek...her throat.
Then they tightened...hard.

"I can crush you like a bug you stuck up bitch..."
Breath caught in her throat..his hands were a crushing vise!

"Your gonna perform for me...YOU GODDAMNED SLUT!
PERFORM LIKE A CIRCUS WHORE...Ain't that so?...AIN"T IT!?"
He released her. She caughed and gasped for air.
The head of his cock smashed into her lips.

"Lick it you little cunt. Lick it like you love it or I'll slice your ear off."
Through the tears and terror she heard the sinister 'snick' of the switchblade opening.

 

[SexyChele]

Her world had started to fade out before he let go of her throat. Coughing and trying to breathe, his words penetrated into her brain as fear once more clutched at her heart.

His threats of her performing caused her to widen her eyes, pleading with him silently. She wanted to beg him to let her go, promise that she would never tease another man again. Yet, suddenly she felt his engorged cock against her lips and her eyes focused on the knife gleaming in his hand. As he raised it to her ear, she opened her lips with a cry, and felt his cock push its way fully into her mouth.

She began to gag as he pushed all the way to the back of her throat, and she closed her eyes in an effort to control the contractions of her throat. Almost immediately she felt the coolness of the blade against her scalp, and her eyes flew open. Looking up at him, she tightened her lips around the thick cock and tried to suck the intruder that filled her mouth.

"I said LICK IT! Not suck it, bitch!"

Tears had sprung to her eyes, and she could feel them running down the sides of her face - his face was a blur before her. Quickly she stopped sucking and began to give his cock long strokes with her tongue. She tried to work around the fullness in her mouth, but she was finding it difficult.

He moved his hips, and periodically he would push harshly against the back of her throat, smiling when she gagged and choked on him.

"I always wanted to hear you gag on my cock, bitch! See? If you'd just have been willing to do this over your web cam, we wouldn't have this situation, would we?"

He grinned down at her, her eyes filling with tears even as her tongue worked harder licking his hardness.

"Nah, we would have still had our time, bitch - wouldn't we?"

 

[ariosto]

He pushed his cock so far down ...she was sure he was intent on strangling her with it.
She'd deep throated men before but never one this big, never from this angle and never in a barely contained state of absolute terror.

"You wanna swallow my cum...you wanna?"
She tried to nod, though her head was rendered nearly immobile by the hard hot rod pressing it down.
Suddenly he released the tearing hold he'd had on her hair and withdrew from her bruised lips.
"Well your not going to..not now."

He was straddling her, his buttocks were crushing her breasts, and he held his cock, it's broad head glistening wet just a few inches from her face.
"What's your name bitch?"

Panic!...her name...her name...
He slapped her face with his cock.
"GIMME YOUR GODDAMED NAME!"

"Carmen"...she got out finally...

"Carmen Salgado...nice spic name...Carmen Salgado"
He was stroking her face with his cock.

"How did you know my name?"

He struck her hard with the back of his hamd...stinging pain!
"Shut up!...I'll ask the questions...hear me!"
He looked furious, he looked like murder...she clenched her eyes shut, ready for another blow.

"Open your eyes Carmen."
His voice was suddenly soft...breathless.

"I'm going to cum all over your pretty face and I want you to watch."

She opened her eyes and saw him stroking very fast on the erection that was aimed right at her.
His face was flushed...breathing rapid...The head of his cock was purple and tight...she held her eyes on the tiny pulsing hole waiting...waiting...

"GODDAMN YOU I"M GONNA CUM....NOW!"

 

[SexyChele]

Her face still stung from the slap and her head was reeling from the blow. As she watched him stroke himself, she realized that he was intent on doing just as he had said: he was going to cum on her face!

One thing Carmen never allowed a man to do was to shoot his load on her face – the thought disgusted her. The feel, the smell, the look in a man’s eyes that he had just marked his territory all were repugnant to her.

She began to squirm beneath him, even though she knew it was useless. Looking up into his eyes, she began to plead.

“Please, no, don’t. Please, please – cum in my mouth! Not on my face! Please!” She knew she was crying, close to sobbing, but she didn’t care.

His grunting was hard and uncaring, his words cold. “Don’t tell me you’re one of those bitches that don’t like facials? All the better, then, for my enjoyment! Look at my cock, you fucking bitch – now!”

Almost against her will, she looked at the purple head, and saw his cock began to spasm. The first spurt of cum struck her across her cheek, and streaked its way close to her eye. She closed her eyes tightly as she felt spurt after spurt of cum hit and streak her face. She felt the warm, thick liquid hitting her, and she felt her stomach turn. Finally, she could not take any more, and opened her mouth in protest. A large burst of jism hit the back of her throat, and she was forced to swallow the offensive offering.

Carmen lay shivering, hoping that once he came he would be satisfied.

 

[ariosto]

His fingers were all over her face pressing and rubbing his thick hot spend into her skin. He lacquered her with it, smearing it into her cheeks, her forehead, along her jaw, over her nose, her eyelids, her lips.
He wiped his cock across her breasts, leaving the last drops glistening on her nipples.

Then he took pictures.

He'd brought a number of cameras with him. Photography was a hobby of his and he had accumulated quite a collection of photographs over the past few years...special ones, like these.

Carmen forced her eyes open against the thickening cum on her lids and blinked at the bright light of the digital camcorder which He'd just set up on a tripod.
She began to twist and strain against her bindings when she realised what he was doing...

"No..NO...YOU FUCKING PIG...NO!!"

Nathan laughed and held up the Olympus.
"Baby, your already a star...you wanna see?"

He walked over to the bed and turned the camera so she was staring right into the 2x2 preview window.
Her tits, her pussy...her face...her body...a cucumber in her...
"Oh GOD..GOD...WHY ME!"

He walked back to the camcorder and sighted through it.
"Because your a stuck up bitch that needs a lesson...that's why."

The red light came on...she was being recorded.

"So tell me Miss Salgado,"
His voice had become deeper, like an anchorman on the Nightly News,
"Tell me what was it like to take Mike's cum in your face?"

"Miss Salgado...we're waiting..."

 

[SexyChele]

She struggled against her bonds, trying desperately to ignore the feeling of dried spunk on her face. She felt her stomach lurch, and was afraid she was going to throw up right here and now. And knowing this bastard, he’d let her choke on it, too!

She glared at the red light, in her heart vowing revenge. She spat plainly at the gloating bastard, then glared into the camera’s lens.

“It was disgusting! Marking your territory like a dog! That’s what you are – nothing more! Putting this, this, this slime on me doesn’t make me yours! And it won’t make me less than the bitch you think I am!”

She didn’t know where her courage was coming from. Perhaps the idea that he was a good distance from her made it easier.

“I don’t know why you would think that any woman would want your filth on her! You –“ Her words were cut off as fear once more gripped her. He had left the camera and was coming towards her, the look in his eyes pure evil.

“No, no, wait. I didn’t mean any of that. Please!”

 

[ariosto]

He didn't hit her which was what she'd expected.
Instead he straddled her, his knees on each side of her hips and he began to torment her breasts. She'd closed her eyes at his approach ready for the blow, but instead a sudden intense pain shot out through both nipples as his thumbs and forefingers closed on them like a vise! She willed herself not to scream ...not to look...not ...feel...OH GOD!...it hurt!

Nathan had mashed her rose colored buds nearly flat. He was pulling them now, using them to raise her heavy breasts into two perfect cones above her chest.
"Just look at these beauties!" he said to the camera,
"And they're all mine!"

She felt his tongue swirling around the tips and then his teeth sank into the pebbeled, tender flesh of her areolas.
She screamed...

"Ahh...Good!...you like this then?"
His weight lifted off of her and he was gone, her breasts fell back, aching...stinging...
She dared to open her eyes and saw the nipples erect and throbbing.

"Know what these are?"
His voice came from above her head and two objects danced before her eyes.
Clothespins.

"Picked them up at the camp store...kind of a last minute thought...bet you know where they're going to0...don't you Hot Latino Bitch?"

She could guess...

 

[SexyChele]

Her nipples ached from the assault of his teeth. When she opened her eyes, she saw the clothespins and gasped.

“NO! Please – I’m begging you for mercy!”

“Well, you certainly weren’t listening when men were begging YOU to let them cum, did you? Bitch!”

Abruptly, he snapped one of the clothespins on her nipple, and her scream echoed throughout the cabin. Laughing and smiling, he quickly snapped the other clothespin onto the other nipple, then flicked it with his finger.

The burning pain felt as though her skin was being seared. She screamed and arched her back, pulling against the restraints. Just as she settled down, as the pain was lessening, he would flick or twist the pins, sending her body and mind reeling with a pain that she knew no measure of.

“Please, please take them off!”

“Ah, but my hot little bitch, if I take them off, they will hurt more than when I put them on. Besides, I know you are liking this too much for me to stop now – aren’t you?” With that he grasped both clothespins, and pulled sharply, illiciting another scream from her.

“Hmm…let’s see. I do believe I have a zipper here. Shall we try that?”

She looked at him with a question in her eyes. He ignored her. Reaching into a bag, he pulled out a length of cord along which was attached several clothespins.

“I know this seems to be your favorite toy, but I’m certain we shall find others. But, for now….”

He worked at clipping the clothespins along her abdomen, down to the top of her pussy, and back up again. With each pinch, she cried out at the burning pain, yet she was unable to stop him.

“Now, what do you think will happen when I pull this cord? How do you think you’d like to feel these clothespins ripped from your body? Sounds pretty good, huh?”

She could only scream in reply.