The Isle

The evil one

Fresh air! A breeze in my face as the sound of water falling comes to my ears! The feel of the sand underneath my bare feet as I stretch my arms into the air!

And the smell of fear amid the heady scent of a woman. I grin, a feral grin as I take in her form and the look on her face as she struggles.

"The ropes will not be needed, Vivian" I inform her as with a savage yank I shred them, pulling her soft curves to and against me.

"You will be my entertainment until the others return and I can show the men the true pleasures of consuming a woman"

Laughing at the confused and fearful look on Vivians face I stretched my six foot form, the muscles rippling in my chest and arms as I reached for her.


"You will soon understand all" I promise her as I begin to shred her clothing "And the knowledge will not make it any easier to live through the ceremony"

Like a cornered female cat Vivian reached for me, her hands curled into claws intended to scratch and blind. With an easy open handed swing I slapped her enraged face, rocking her head as I stripped the last peice of clothing from her shoulders.

"Stand and show me what treasures you have" I ordered her, noting the way she instinctively covered herself "Lower your arms so I can see your youthful body before I take it"
 
Bush-Man

There I was watching Dee waiting for my opportunity, when she was at her most vulnerable, but then all of a sudden a heard the loud distinctive scream of a women in need.

Wasting no time I started to run towards the scream, in all my years on this island, dealing with snakes, spiders and other wild animals this was the most nervous I had ever been.

Then I saw where the screams where coming from. There she was this fine looking woman, she was even nicer than Dee, a huge smile came to his face as he realised she was trapped hanging in the air, totally vulnerable to whatever he wanted.
He slowly crept out of the bush silently staring at her throughout, not wanting to scare her to death he said, "Dont be alarmed I am here to help you, and whatever you do don't scream."

She was more in shock than anything, staring at me not knowing whether to be scared or glad that he is here to rescue her.
She had still not said a word as he got so close nearly touching her.

"My name is Dave, I live on this island, you and your friends have disturbed my paradise and you will all pay for this, and you are the lucky one who will start to repay me."

He suddenly pulled of his home made shorts revealing his throbbing 8'' erection moving close his cock was inches away from her face. She could do nothing but hang there.

"I promise I let you down after you repayed, and lets be honest you aint got much of a choice."
 
There was a sound, a snapping of a twig, as some one crept through the underbrush, to many years of training as a “Mud Marine” before I got my wings, to be taken by surprise by this clumsy approach. Kissing Tammi on her full ripe lips I whispered.

“Sorry love we have company but don’t worry I’ll be near and then we’ll have a bit of fun.”

I lay in Ambush, patient, the skilled hunter, the predator; I’d played this game before, a game of life and death.

The diminutive little figure crept from the under growth. Unawares of even my existence. He boldly approached Tammi’s delightfully twisting form, the center of his little world.

“Don’t be alarmed I am here to help you, and whatever you do don't scream."…………………"My name is Dave, I live on this island, you and your friends have disturbed my paradise and you will all pay for this, and you are the lucky one who will start to repay me."

Exposing himself to Tammi his cock a breath away from her lips, his home made shorts around his ankles he continued.

"I promise I let you down after you replayed, and lets be honest you aint got much of a choice."

I smiled to myself, how strange it was how the mind held thoughts that come drifting back at the oddest times. The little fellow was the living incarnation of “Piggy" from “Lord of the Files”

I sprang from ambush driving the hilt of my knife home at he base of his neck and he dropped like a box of rocks, out for the count.

Wasting no time I hog tied him hand and foot and slip noose about his neck. If he chose to struggle, that was his business, but he would slowly strangle himself, Then die a slow agonizing, death from asphyxiation.

“Now Tammi my dear where were we Oh yes I remember now.”

I slowly begin to cut the clothing from her young body. The cold steel kissing Tammi’s delicate skin as I started with the cuff of her pants.
 
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Vivian

The figure who had emerged from the rubble soon removed the vines from my wrists and began to shred my clothing as if it were nothing. I felt the power that seemed to emulate from his body. He had a powerful build. As he pulled me close I tried to escape clawing at him and pushing away. Trying anything to stop him. The next thing I knew I was on the ground naked, my head ringing from the blow, I tried to cover myself. I looked up at him knowing he was to powerful for me to defeat alone. He comanded me to stand and show him my body. I wanted to run but for some reason I stood dropping my hands to my sides. He looked me up and down, his eyes traveling down my body, staring at my breasts my nipples standing out in the open air capping my small breasts, down my flat stomach to the dark triangle at my crotch and continuing down my legs.

Thoughts came rushing to me from the past. Thoughts of a overbearing mother, You must be a lady Viv, keep your hair fixed Viv, don't leave the house with out make up, stay in control Viv,.

Why were these thoughts coming to me now, these things should be the last thing on my mind. Especially now that I felt totally helpless and not in control. The first time I had felt this way in years, maybe ever.
 
tammi

Perversly grateful for Mike's intervention in dealing with the pipsqueak who had dared to try to take advantage of my helplessness, I find myself relaxing slightly.

When He comes back to me and starts cutting my clothes off I stiffen in fear again. Swallowing hard, I try to drag enough moisture into my mouth to speak again.

Thinking quickly, I decide to try a new tactic, even though I know reasoning with a mad man is impossible. And that is just what I am convinced of-he is completly deranged. Trying to look coy and becoming is very difficult upside down but I give it my best shot.

"Mike, wouldn't you like it better if you had a willing partner rather than one you must cut and peel her clothes off just to get anywhere? Why dont you cut me down and I will show you just how willing I can be."

Of course I have no intention of doing any such thing, as soon as I am free I fully intend to run just as fast as I possibly can, trying to find a place to hide somewhere. Unfortunatly in my half paniced mind I dont think of how long I have been hanging with little blood in my legs-as soon as I took the first step I would collapse.

Watching Mike as he continues to cut, the last tendril of hope slowly dying in my chest. The only hope I have is that he has not actually said no yet.
 
Mike

It was a deliciously slow exercise in the fine art of torture, would the knife only bite and sever the formfitting fabric or would the blade nip and bite into her delicate flesh. Yes I play the mad man keeping sweet Tammi in doubt.

"Mike, wouldn't you like it better if you had a willing partner rather than…………………”

Her lips so soft, so sweet, yet Tammi lies, and I know it. The little hellion would run, bite, scratch, do anything to get away, to escape.

I just smile at her, as the last remains of her pants flutter away on the ocean breeze. Her blouse soon follows. I give her a little spin and watch Tammi’s frantic struggles begin a gain. This girl has spirit, and I always loved a spirited lover. My hands upon her waist I still her spinning world.

Two quick flicks of the blade and Tammi’s bra straps dangle, reaching for the ground, fingers on the clasp, and Tammi’s breast are bared, free, and ready for my tender attentions. I cut away her last remaining bit of her privacy; it is maddeningly slow, almost ritualistic. She is naked now and completely at my mercy.

“”Tammi you do have a point there, a willing lover,………..Yes you do make a good point………….I shall have to consider that very carefully.”

My hands start to obscenely roam her young body, taking their pleasures where they will. I tease her nipples, run a finger the length of her labia, dipping to massage her clit.

“Now tell me Tammi and the truth mind you, are you still a virgin?.......I can check you know.”

I nuzzle her “Venus Mound” with me nose and give it a tender little kiss.
 
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The evil one

Vivian's obediance in dropping her arms is rewarding in the physical sense, her perfectly proportioned body a delightful work of art to veiw.

"Come closer my slut and let me touch what my eyes enjoy so much" I coaxed her with an evil leer in my voice "Let me wipe off the outer paint that has covered the whore beneath it so well"

Laughing at the wide eyed expression on her face I barked at her unmoving figure.

"Come here, NOW! After 50 years my patience has grown thin"

Two small steps brings Vivian within my reach and I lash out, another open handed slap cracking against her face and driving her into the sand at my feet.

"You are not the "fine lady" that you've been trying to imitate all these years" I told her as I knelt beside her and let my hands roam her silky flesh, one hand settling in the cleft of her thighs, the other wrapping itself in her hair and twisting her head towards me.

"Your friend Dee will soon be joining us" I predicted "And you must be ready to console her, as only a slut can"

Reaching a part of my conciousness out as I groped the squirming woman I found Dee's confused mind and began to add to it. An image of four walls closing in on her began to form in her mind, the light within the rapidly shrinking walls beginning to rapidly fade away. Thru the distance a cry of fear could be heard as Dee responded and I cackled.

"All she needs is a hope of escape and she will flee in that direction" I cackled to the frightened and thoroughly confused Vivian as I pinched the tender flesh of her vulva. "As all you need to admit is what a tramp you have always wanted to be will be your escape"

Into Dee's mind I pressed the image of a door slightly crackened opened and then returned my attention to Vivian. Into the rapidly building cauldron of fear and pain I mixed the image of me kneeling behind her as I pounded the length of my cock into her.

"You look quite fetching groveling in the dirt" I teased the crying and twisting woman "It fits you quite naturally, don't you think?"
 
VIVIAN


Knocked to the ground with one mighty blow, I lay there confused and crying, feeling so helpless.. This powerful man kneeling over me roughly groping my crotch. My long dark hair, usually kept perfect now twisted in his fist holding me close to his body continued to roughly grab and rub me. His words although loud and forceful seemed only to cause my mind to reel more.

In my minds eye I saw this man behind me pounding into me and the fear over took me and I began to struggle in his arms again.
 
tammi

Now naked and totally exposed to Mike's lustful gaze, I am filled with a total mind blowing sense of panic. Twisting around, trying to get free again, I canfeel the bite of the ropes digging cruely into my ankles. I have to stop for the pain is to great.

"Are you still a virgin?..." the words freeze me in place. Was my secret going to come out now? The one I had kept from everyone including my mother? The truth was, although I loved to play the game, beyond a seies of petting sessions, I was completly untouched.

Feeling Mike's hands on my body was both disgusting and exhilerating at the same time. I could feel my body responding to the touch of his nose on my most private place. A strange sence of warmth growing there. It makes me more panicky.

Thinking to myself, how can get out of this one? the truth hits me like a blow to the stomach- I cannot. I am very worried about my answer, will it make him nicer to me?

Drawing my breath in sharply and hating myself for it at the same as Mikes nose brushes deliciously over my mound, feeling wetness spread slowly.

I finally find my voice and deciding that the truth is the only option to me, answer in the barest hint of a whisper, "Yes." Then almost cringe as I wait for him to laugh. I know it is rediculous to be my age and still innocent.
 
“Yes”. The slightest hint of a whispered answer, the crimson flush, that colors Tammi from head to toe, confirms the truth of her answer.

The knife flashed out, sheer horror, in Tammi’s eyes as she waits for its kiss, crumpled on the ground, the breathe knock from her, stunned for a moment. Quickly, deliberately, I go about my task, the slip nose encircles her swan like neck, running to her bound hands, breasts thrust out and up as she must keep them in the small of her back, or slowly strangle.

Tammi is now on her knees resting on her haunches. The zipper rasps its way slowly open, and then she is once again face to face with her fate. My steely shaft coming to life before her eyes, Tammi is at my mercy.

“Well my “Little Virgin” you do know what a “Blow Job” is, cock sucking ?"

The tip of it brushed her lips. A twisted smile on my face, cold steel at her throat.

“Yes Tammi a will partner I believed you said......... Oh and if you even attempt to bite down, or I think you are, it will be the last thing you do in this life Dear.”
 
tammi

Staring at the shaft in my face, a gag of fear and revulsion encompasses my entire being. It is so Big! I have of course seen them before up close like this, but terror makes it seem as though it is eleven inches long and three around. Now I am whimpering in the back of my throat, eyes as big as saucers.

The knife at my throat is cold, it spreads a chill throughout my body. I try desperatly not to quake in fear of it slicing razor sharp into my neck. The terror builds as I cannot express it in anyway.

Behind my fright my mind is scrambling for a way out. Aha! I am a virgin, he knows that now. Good girls don't do things like give hot blowjobs, perhaps I can be bad enough that he will leave me alone and go after one of the others with more expierience. Yes I am selfish, but a concern for my own skin lets me think ungeerously about my friends. They can take it better than I.


Opening my mouth letting the head slide in, I begin to move my head back and forth, being careful not to use any sucktion or tounge movements, but it is hard. I secretly love the tast of a hard prick in my mouth, tasting the secretions that escape letting them roll over my tongue to be sucked deep into my throat and swallowed slowly.

But I force myself to give the worst blowjob of my life and try to separate my mind, letting it roam free inside me. finding a nice quiet place where I am with someone who I can enjoy myself

I cannot though, the kiss of the blade removes that option and i realise belatedly I could be screwing myself royally as He could so easily hurt me in his displeasure, but it is to late-I cannot begin to do a better job right in the middle.

All I can do is hope for the best
 
Tammi straitens up on her knees her mouth opening to letting the head of my shaft slide in. There is no protest, begging for mercy, no bargaining to, be let free, not even “If you let me go I’ll tell no one.

Yes she is a virgin, there is no doubt of that in my mind. Tammi however is no stranger to sucking cock. Her pitiful deception feels me with rage. My fingers inter laced in her hair I rip her from my shaft, my eyes boring into hers, the blade twists in my hand, Its razor upon her velvet skin. My voice harsh and unyielding.

“Willing partner? ……… you lying bitch………..You’ve sucked cocks before.........What do you take me for a fool Tammi………..You damn well better get in right this time or else…………”

A small nick a t her throat a trick of crimson on her alabaster skin to punctuate my statement.
 
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tammi

It is just as I feared, I feel the sharp prick and then the ticklish trickle or blood easing down my neck. Whimpering, filled with remorse at my actions. My eyes locked with his and all I can do is choke out "I'm sorry, I will do better. Just dont hurt me please"

Feeling Mikes fist relax slightly in my hair I lean forward and suck the head back into my mouth, doing a really good job this time, showing off hours of practice.

Running my tongue over the head and down the shaft, letting my cheeks flex in and out adding to the caress. My mind is a total blur now, I have no recourse but to now try to get him off as fast as possible in the hopes that he might be like most guys and want a nap. If he fell asleep perhaps I could still sneak away-intact.

With that in mind, I begin to suck in earnest, drawing it deep into my mouth, all the way back, allowing the muscles in my throat to relax and allow full penetration. Once he is fully immersed in my mouth and I tilt my head back up to peek up at Mike to guage his reaction, watching hima s I deliberatly swallow, the muscles in my throat closing like the grip of a firm fist.

On the upward movement very carefully i let my teeth graze ever so gently along the shaft, not to harm but to maximize pleasure. In the meantime, the tiny trickle of blood keeps going, being fed by the flexing of my throat. It runs over my breast and the cold feel makes my nipples harder in response.

Terrified and yet exhillerated by the feel of complete submission (at least for the moment) my mind slowly accepting that for now, my body was not my own and to rebel any more was only a good way to get hurt. Making the concious decision to allow Mike to do whatever he wished to me. sometimes the easiest way is the best way.

But it didnt mean I had to like it very much, and heaven help him when it was all over, because when this is over I plan to exact a very high price for any pain and suffering that at I might expierience-that is, if I made it through the next however long
 
The kiss of the blade was enough to put an end to Tammi’s sacred. Her sweet talented mouth engulfed the head of my shaft, her tongue a wonder as she swirled it around the head. I was vulnerable to those even white teeth yet the knife at her throat guaranteed a certain amount of safety. I felt certain that she would not gamble her life for a quick revenge.

I caught the quick glance, as she sought to see if she pleased me this time, then the shadows that quickly danced with in her eyes, fear, hatred, lust for revenge, and lust for the act she preformed at knife point.

Yes lust for the act a wild burning desire to feel me deep inside her throat; this is how she stayed those who would take her virginity. She would satisfy them with her sweet mouth, yet there was more. I could see in to her mind as if I where looking through a mirror, I could see reflected the dark pleasure she receive from this act, her virgin’s coral lips glistening with the fist pearly drops of her own arousal.

A dark power playing at the edges of my mind seemed to creep forward to see if I would welcome it, embrace it, and join with it in some evil plan that I did not fully comprehend yet.

Flashes of Vivian naked and in torment, sweet Dee lost frighten, being driven in a direction not of her choosing, but driven to as of yet an unknown fate that awaited her. All these played across my minds eye and I surrender to this dark entity’s seductive call, a call to take what I wanted from these three friends, to use them for my own selfish pleasure, if this was madness then I would fully embraces it.

I turned the dark mirror to Tammi’s mind’s eye and showed her the lurid act she so enjoyed, and took so much pleasure from. How ………….

On the upward movement very carefully she let her teeth graze ever so gently the length of my shaft, not to harm but to maximize pleasure. The tiny trickle of blood flowing, being fed by the flexing of her throat. Its sensual wandering over her breast, its kiss making her nipples harder in response.

Even as she harbored feelings of painful revenge she approached a small orgasm.

“You’re no pure virgin Tammi, just a cock sucking harlot, who never found any one willing enough to take your virginity”

My sack now slapping against her chin as she was in a frenzy to grasp that small illusive orgasm she craved so.

“Can you feel it thee burning in your virgin womb.......Yes you shameless harlot it coming that which you crave so.”

Our Climaxes mingled as I spurted my seed deep within Tammi’s throat.
 
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the evil one

Laughing at her feeble tempts to free herself, her fear only increasing my own strength, I rose to my feet bringing her with me by the grip of her hair.

"Scream for me my little pretty toy" I goaded her, my free hand swinging at her unprotected breasts and groin in vicious slaps.

"Tell me you want me stop" I continued, reaiming for her rounded ass as she turned to protect her front.

"Beg me" I laughed as I nearly raised her off her feet, my free hand pounding at her tender flesh till the welts overlapped in a red cross stitch of pain.

"This is just beginning my little toy" I promised her as she screamed in response to each harsh blow.

With each wave of fear and pain that pulsed from Vivian my own conciousness expanded and with a exultant laugh I twisted her to face me.

"Promise me to be my slut and I will release you from THIS pain, Vivian" I told her in a voice that became suddenly cold "And keep the promise or I will simply suck the life out of your soul and body"

Taking a nipple in my finger I crushed it, pulling it towards me as she cried out once again.
 
Vivian

Pulled by my hair to a standing position I was on my tip toes trying to releave the pressure as the blows began to rein upon my body. I cried out trying to escape holding his wrist with my hands trying to releive some pressure on my long dark hair.

It seemed no matter which way I turned I was under constant assault. My body covered with red hand prints from his slaps.


"Promise me to be my slut and I will release you from THIS pain, Vivian and keep the promise or I will simply suck the life out of your soul and body"

Taking my nipple in his finger he crushed it, pulling it oout away from my body until I thought it would come off in his hand, I cried out."Please I'll do what you say just don't hurt me anymore."

He released my nipple as it stood on my breasts throbbing he held me at arms length by the hair looking me up and down.
 
The evil one

Releasing my handhold in her dark hair I watched her sag but somehow manage to stand.

"So there is spirit left in you yet" I said amusedly "That is good, you will feed me well! Turn and brace yourself against the stone, slut and moisten yourself with one hand. And let me hear your sounds of pleasure as only a trollop would know how to sound"

Watching the distaste flutter across her face I counter offered with a sneering voice "Or we can return to what we were doing, either will give me intense pleasure!"
 
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Tammi

"You're no pure virgin Tammi, just a cock sucking harlot who never found anyone willing to take your virginity." The words, growled out past clenched
teeth, strike a dark chord eithin myself.

Facing myself I must admit it is true, I love to suck cock, cant get enough of it and even worse, I love being abused and used for some one elses pleasure. Mike might have guessed the cock sucking part but he would never realize the full extent of pleasure I derived from the feel of his hand tight in my hair the danger of the knife at my throat, the pleasure/terror of living moment to
moment.

I am determined to not let him know this, even though my insides are melting and clutching in on themselves. My mouth on his cock, seeking to draw him out make him explode in my throat so I can taste a sweet bit of madness myself.

Now shoved to the back of my mind is the tiny voice of reason crying out in panic telling me that this was so wrong I was being forced into this degregating act without being asked. That each moment was likely leading to my last. Dimly, I heard it, but paid no attention, my entire attention now focused inside and the pleasure spiralling out of control.

It is as if my mind is partioned into three parts as there is the other thoughts running darkly through my mind, teetering on their own brand of madness, the view of him flat on his back satiated, followed by me using his own knife to
exact my own will over him for a change. the thought ran through my mind like a capering goblin, in its own way adding to my pleasure.

The feel of his balls slapping against my chin is so dirty and yet powerful. When his load begins to shoot into my mouth, my own lust over comes me and I cum as well, shuddering deliciously and trying to hide it.

Quickly schooling my eyes and expression of fear and trepadation, I I look up again, letting Mike slip out of my mouth, quickly as if I cannot get
rid of him fast enough. Opening my mouth, remembering to inject a note of fear into it, I ask "Mike, please, no let that be enough, you have humilliated me, made me see I am not what I thought I was. Isn't that enough? I wont tell anybody what has occured here, just stop, please?"

The rational part of my mind has faded to a faint whisper, the demons within me are winning, dark thoughts of revenge twisting through my mind and
yet...still scared in a way a natural will for suvival i supose that still had the power to make me quake at the thought of Mike, being done now was going to just go ahead and kill me, or worse, decide to brutalize me in a way i would not recover from.
 
Tammi mouth is a wonder, never has any woman ever satisfied me so completely, yet there are dark demons the wander through her soul tempting her as the light flicks and fades under their assault.

This dark force, that curls its back mist tendrils, around my torture souls, seducing it to take my pleasure as I will, using her sweet body, as I desire, grants me to see clearly Tammi’s dark struggle

"Mike, please, no let that be enough, you have humiliated me, made me see I am not what I thought I was. Isn't that enough? I won’t tell anybody what has occurred here, just stop, please?"

Her words a mockery of her true desire, needs and cravings.

“So you want my knife and your way with me harlot?...........It is not I who humiliate you but your chaste friends and there sanctimonious views that deny you even to speak of what would please you so…………Dark revenge is a good thing………Dee little holier than thou Dee she the one that should pay not I,………can’t you just savor the look in her eyes as you deliver her to us and her fate?

The knife blade glides a long the perfection of her body a constant reminder that at any moment it could take her life. Shoving Tammi back, she is sprawled on the ground as the blade rest upon her mound.

“Tammi decision, decision what next Luv a dry shave or do I rape you virgin ass…… Hmmmmm.”

As I start to rape Tammi’s warring soul, I drive her towards the maddens she is so longing to embrace.
 
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tammi

Hearing my own thoughts voiced through Mike's mouth was the first indication that Mike was not the only person/thing involved in what was happening. Insane or not, there was no other way he could have known precicly what was going through my mind. But who? what? There was no way of knowing.

But then he continued, speaking now of Dee...My thoughts turned inward.Thinking of her pretty looks, her pert tight body and a previously unknown anger swelled within me. Dee had always thought she was better than everyone else, prettier, smarter...Bitch. He wa right-it would serve her right to be cast down from her high and mighty pedistal. My thoughts twisted deeper seeing her spread-eagled on the ground being put through the worst things imaginable. My full lips twisted in a crewl smile.

The cold blade sliding over my body raises gooseflesh in its wake. followed immeadiatly by by a rush of heat. When it stopped on my mound, my breath caught, half in anticipation, half in fear.

Hmmm, in my ass or a dry shave. When I was a lot younger, I had dry shaved once-it hurt like bloody hell. My ass-I really didn't know what that would feel like but there was a deffinite part of me that wanted to be hurt. Pure pain, I was discovering was a decided aphrodesiac as even the thought of it made me wet.


Figuring that if Mike knew what I had thought about doing to him, I am pretty sure he knows what I want too. taking a chance and looking him directly in the eye I said "You know, Mike. Do it-I bet you dont have the stamina to do it right and make it good." Deliberatly provoking him knowing from the hard state of his cock that he probably wasn't going to kill me right off.

Laying back and waiting for his answer, my thoughts turn again to the lovely Dee.
 
Tammi’s dark twisted thugs as I raped her mind, twisted the love for a dear friend in to fiendish thoughts of betrayal and cruel rape, god this was better more exciting than anything I HAD EVER KNOWN.

“Ah Tammi you truly are a tempting little harlot. Now get that virgin ass of yours up in the air so I can take my pleasure…………….Do you Think Pure holier than thou Dee will enjoy it as you suckle her sweet nipples?”
 
Dee

I stopped, my chest heaving as I began to fully understand my predicament. I was lost. Totally and completely lost and I was scared too. If I was in the city being lost wouldn't bother me too much as I could pick out a street and follow it to where I wished to go but here I had no idea what to do first.

"Okay," I said to myself trying to ignore the shaking in my voice,"If I move around I could get lost even more. If I stay here someone will notice that I have been gone too long and come looking for me. Right? God, let me be right."

I was about to sit down and wait when the sky seemed to darken around me and darkness to fall and then I realized that it wasn't darkness because I couldn't see any stars or trees or ground through the black. It was as if a box had been dropped over my head and was slowly being crushed, the sides of the box moving toward me closer and closer threatening to crush me within them.

I whirled around the panic that had just started to ease flaring up again but this time stronger. I had to find a way out! I had to! Suddenly I was a little girl again beating on the door to the closet and pleading with my brother to let me out. There were monsters in the dark, I could hear them in the dark looking at me, watching me and waiting for a chance to pounce on me. I heard a sob in the quiet around me and knew it must be me. Another sob echoed through my soul and then another. I could not stop them.

Please, please let me out! My mind cried as the darkness closed in even closer. Oh, please have to get....OUT! My heart leaped as I saw a sliver of light through the darkness. I could almost hear my mother's voice calling for me to come out and that everything would be alright now. My mother was out there waiting for me, waiting to enclose me in her arms and hold me tight and make all my fears go away. Desperately I clung to that thought and sped toward that light and freedom from the crushing blackness.
 
The evil one

Each of us were now linked, the women as yet unaware of to whom and for the most part why. With each second I grew stronger, my conciousness expanding, melding the link between us into an unbreakable chain.

I felt Dee's horror and the relief she felt at the sight of a way out, and to my glee her scampering for it as she changed direction her instinct guiding her to a greater horror than she could ever imagine.

I felt the arousal and the degradation of Tammy and the dangerous intelligence she yet held within her mind as well. Watch this one, her mind is not yet cowed and is sharper than any weapon, I warned...

And I felt the humility of the woman in front of me, her body so used to being pampered and served now turning and bending forward, quivering in fearful anticipation.

All these emotions were a fuel to me, boiling the liquid in my viens, powering the dark pit within my chest into a raging inferno once more. This power I in turn channeled to Mike, his mind responding in crystal clarity and together we laughed...

* This was just the beginning *
 
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Vivian

"So there is spirit left in you yet" he said amusedly "That is good, you will feed me well! Turn and brace yourself against the stone, slut and moisten yourself with one hand. And let me hear your sounds of pleasure as only a trollop would know how to sound"


I turned and placed one hand on the stone behind me as I bent at the waist, unwilling to go through another ordeal like I had. I spread my legs, my firm ass standing out on display for him as I began to touch myself in a way no other had seen me do. I could feel the color rise to my neck as I rubbed the spot I knew would make me wet. Fearing what would come when I completed this task I did not hurry but rubbed myself slowly.
 
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"Now get that virgin ass in the air so I can take my pleasure." Who the hell was he kidding? This was going to be good for us both, the feel of his hard cock ripping into me, tearing my opening.
Eagerly I twisted over to my knees, but then had a hard time of it as my hands were still tied behind me.

Laying face down in the dirt spitting out tiny bits of grass and twigs, I turned my head and glared at him. "Untie my hands Mike, you no damn well I'm not going anywhere now. Ohh and as for Dee..."Myvoice takes on a sick twist. "wouldnt it be better to have my mouth licking over your cock and balls and her clit than just sucking on her nipples? Her nipples, I would much rather twist and tug on, making them stand out so Your mouth could take them, suck them, bite them."

Ahh yes, Dee... we had been roomies once, she moved the day I suggested that perhaps each of us in our own beds were lonely and the companionship of each other might be good. It would serve he right to be shown that a womans mouth was a powerful tool of pleasure, being able to sneak into all the nooks and crannies that no man had ever thought of dipping into.

Given the chance I would sit on her face, making her either lick or suffocate. Now for me personally, drowning in pussy would be the best way possible to go, but her sanctimonious self would absolutly hate it.

The demons within were almost free now, sweeping through my mind, swirling out to now caress Vivian as well. Her high heels had been a laugh earlier. I had told her to wear sensible shoes but nooo. Miss high society had to look her absolute besteven for a stupid plane ride, among friends, without anybody who cared or would have even looked. Whereever she was, I hoped she was gettting hers and getting it but good.

Mike was still standing there watching, head tilted to the side just a bit. He looked as though he was in communication with something else and whoever/whatever it was, they wee sharing a really good joke. Deciding to break it up a bit I snarl "Well, what are you waiting for Mike, you chicken? Cant take the chance, have to hide behind ropes, feeling the safty they bring, knowing I am trapped? C'mon Mike shit or get off the pot, so to speak."
 
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