slut-problems: Amy wanted to be raped. She wanted it because she’d had it happen before and sh
slut-problems: Amy wanted to be raped. She wanted it because she’d had it happen before and she knew she would have it happen again. She was still young, but she wasn’t stupid. She knew what she was doing and why she was doing it. She liked to go to parties and pretend to be passed out, just to see how many men would rape her lifeless, sleeping body. She never got tired of this game. She never got tired of men using her as if she weren’t really a person. She never got tired of cumming. The only thing was, she was sick of pretending to be asleep. She now knew what men were really capable of. They had shown their true colors to her as they used her body when she thought they were asleep, but whenever she tried to get them to really use her like that when she was awake, they always pussed out. They never gave her what she wanted. It was like the only way they thought they could use her the way they really wanted to was to think that she didn’t know they were doing it. She needed to find a way. She needed to be used all the way with her eyes open and so she found a nasty site online made for sick, perverts like herself. She made a profile that said, “I want the full gang rape experience.” She went on to explain what she wanted to happen. It took a few weeks, but she finally found a taker. It was an older man, Dean and his best friend, Larry. “It’s just the two of us, but we’ve done rape role-play before with other women and you seem like you would enjoy what we have to offer.” Amy did loved what she was reading as she looked through their profiles. She set up a meeting, her pussy growing hornier as hornier as the date of their meeting approached. She opened the door for them and they shook her hand as if they weren’t about to brutalize and rape her tiny, little body. She smiled at them and politely offered them drinks, but they refused. “Let’s skip the bullshit and go straight to the fun,” Dean saiid. “Where are we fucking?” “Actually, I have a room I’ve been setting up just for this day,” Amy said with a smile. “This is my rape room.” The men took the room in. It was full of ropes and torture implements. That was when Dean and Larry realized what a fucked up girl Amy really was. She was in her mid-twenties and yet here she was letting two older men she met online rape and use her in a rape room she had created in her own home for her to be raped in. “You’re seriously fucked up,” Dean told her. “I love it.” He pushed her onto the small, twin bed that looked like it belonged in a haunted house rather than a woman’s bedroom. They grabbed ropes and tied Amy to the bed, sticking her head through the bar at the foot of the bed. She was still as they restrained her, but she had the biggest smile on her face. “Wipe that smile off of your fucking face you insolent, little brat,” Larry screamed at her and he slapped Amy’s pretty little face nice and hard before he pulled his cock out and shoved it down her throat.“There you go, Amy. Suck it like the slut you are!” Larry fucked her face as Dean pulled his cock out. He started with her pussy, shoving his cock into her roughly. To say she was wet would be an understatement. Amy was soaked! It was so slippery that he couldn’t stand it. He needed her pussy and he took it. He fucked here roughly as he smacked her ass and reached around to grab and twist her nipples. Every time he hit her, her pussy gushed with wetness. Larry was choking the shit out of her face and every time she choked her pussy clamped down on Dean’s cock. It was so good. He slapped the back of Amy’s head. “You deserve to be raped, you fucking slut! What girl invites strangers from the internet to come over and rape her? Huh?” Dean asked and then smacked her head again. She came hard then, making the noises of a wounded animal. Her body shuddered and her skin was covered in gooseflesh. They kept pounding her holes, Larry cumming first. He pulled his cook out and jizzed all over Amy’s pretty, little face. She looked so pretty like that, her face coated in jizz. Dean knew he was going to cum and so he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back so her neck was pressed against the bar on the foot of the bed. She yelped with pain, and something about that sound made Dean’s cock explode. He came right up inside of her young pussy, even though he hadn’t asked if it was okay. If he were really raping her, that was what he would do. Amy had asked him to be authentic. He was just following her orders. They had been rough with her, and Dean and Larry looked at one another. They had never fucked a girl that roughly before and they were both feeling concern for Amy now as she lay in a pile on the bed, still tied up, her head still stuffed through the bars at the foot of the bed. “You okay, slut?” Dean asked her. “That was so fucking good,” Amy cried. “I need more. So much more!” Not only was Amy okay, but she wanted more. She was the biggest slut, and the most fucked up Dean had ever encountered. His cock was already getting hard again as he looked at Amy’s pathetic face, all covered in cum. It made him want to hurt her. “I have more, you bitch. Eat my balls,” Dean said, presenting them to Amy’s mouth. She licked and sucked desperately on them as Larry took his own hardening cock and worked it into Amy’s asshole. “Suck them better!” Dean screamed and he slapped her, hard across the face. It only made her cum. She came even harder with a cock in her ass as Dean held her by the hair and used her face as his new fucktoy. He used her throat and was amazed at how well she could take it. Amy couldn’t help it. She couldn’t stop cumming. She was such a little rape slut. She was a perfect find. So they raped her until their hearts were content, caring about her less and less as she demonstrated again and again what a nasty, little rape slut she truly was. -- source link