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Copyright (C) 1999, mkarl. ALL Rights Reserved
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WHITE BRIDE'S HORNY-MOON OF HELL
Dark Desires III: in an ongoing series
by mkarl
Dear Horny-Moon Magazine,
You are never going to believe the simply ultimate humiliation I suffered
on my own horny-moon. My name is Jenny, and I am a young bride just nearing my
first anniversary in two months. I married Michael last Christmas, and
unfortunately, I conceived a child for our family on my wedding night... I say
it is unfortunate that I took a breeding on the big day, because circumstances
conspired to see my new groom helplessly held hostage as I was getting the baby
force-inseminated into my belly before his very eyes. It was a real white
bride's horny-moon of hell come true and this is how it all happened...
But first, I guess it is always customary to give the boys and girls
reading this a little description of who I am so you all can properly picture
just what the hell happened to me during my horny-moon of humiliation.
As I already stated, my name is Jenny, and I am nineteen years old. I
come from a good family and was one of those girls that was raised right. I
guess it is a little ironic that I kept myself pure all while I grew up only to
have it taken so filthy from me on the very night of my wedding which was
suppose to be the start of my lifetime of respectability.
It was still worth it to me that I stayed pure until my weeding night and
earned the right to wear white for my walk down the aisle though. It pleased
me how everyone said I was such a pretty bride. My mother let me wear her
dress. I guess it was my great grandmothers too and it was so gorgeous. It
fit my 5'2" 108 pound body just perfect. The women in our family all look very
similar with our soft, dark hair and youthful Nordic faces. My measurements
are a very cock-stiffening 36C-24-34, so it really is not my fault that I look
like a walking wet-dream and my hot little body got me selected as Miss
Nigger-Fucker 1998.
I have every right to be proud of my bouncy, bountiful, beautiful
breasts. I guess they would probably be what guys focus on when they are
talking to me although I get a lot of "hands-on-attention to my stuck-out,
little, heart-shaped ass too," if you know what I mean.
My tits are really perky and standup... I always love going braless, but
I usually put one on just to help the girl's out and keep them nice and firm.
When I do decided to give the boys a treat, my nipples are almost always
totally obvious as they just seem to be constantly erect? Maybe, I am
cold-blooded or something as I was never like a slut or anything.
Anyhow, I guess that should give all the nasty boys and girls out there
enough to picture some of the action so let me jump back to the night of my
white bride's horny-moon of hell and begin giving you the ride as I deliver a
full-length, action-packed, explicit, complete confessional of my most
humiliating and darkest, dirty secret that is already threatening to tear my
marriage apart, even as we are still shy of our first anniversary.
It all started so saintly and sacred and absolutely perfect like a
fairy-tale, when my love of my life asked for my hand in holy-matrimony. I was
in absolute heaven as Michael is the catch of the millennium. The boy was so
sweet waiting until he could make me an honorable woman and he just never tried
to disrespect me or compromise my virtues in any shameful manner whatsoever.
When he asked me to be his wife, I said yes in a heartbeat. I was finally
going to be Mrs. Michael Masters, and I could not have been a more prideful
bride.
I knew I wanted to do the march in the family dress, but my girlfriends
still wanted their fun and were all into wanting to hit the bridal shops too...
and that is where I first came to the attention of Tyrone and started on the
highway to horny-moon hell.
Tyrone was a just youngster... probably not even old enough to vote yet.,
but that did nothing to make him any less a player in my shameful confession.
The boy seemed to be part of some make-work project at the bridal shop, but the
little punk was very rude and he was [yes] a Nigger too; which I never had a
problem with, but when that little bastard showed me that attitude, I simply
had to go log a complaint with the store manager about the kid.
Now, I know that might make it seem like I deserved everything that got
done to me since then, but I think that Nigger was just looking for an
opportunity to have himself a white bride with his friends and would have did
me regardless. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and would have
fallen victim to his skillful capture, brutalizing beatings, and savage
repeated rapes of my wet mouth, tight, fertile, pretty pussy, and even my tight
little ass whether or not I had ever tried to get his Black ass fired.
It still unnerves me a little that he was planning my horny-moon
humiliation even while I modeled varies virginal wedding-dresses in front of
his lustful eyes. The Nigger told me later that he was able to peep in the
changing rooms at the bridal shop and he had photographed me as I had slipped
in and out of the pretty white dresses.
Of course, I had not stripped beyond bra and panties that day, and
considering I was totally slaved to him during the holidays last year, it may
seem strange, but somehow, the knowledge that the kid spied on me in that
dressing room may have been as big a violation of me in my own mind as was
anything else that was perpetrated on myself during my horny-moon of hell.
Anyhow, I guess my story starts to get a little darker that day in the
bridal shop, but then it was all positives as the wedding got pulled together.
It might have flown in the face of custom, but as religious as I was, I really
wanted a Christmas wedding. Everyone was telling me that I was crazy as I
would never find a church, and the family would be too busy with everything
else, but I was determined and Michael agreed to my desires.
It would be extra special as I had such a romantic attachment to
conceiving a child on the Lord's birthday, and when I did the math, I knew that
my cycle would see me peek on Christmas Eve so I could make beautiful magic in
my fertile, virginal womb. It was all too be so perfect except I have already
foreshadowed that I never got to consummate the wedding with my husband that
night and actually ended up as a totally humiliated
gang-bang-breeding-Nigger-rape toy.
God, I get so fucking sick, knowing that those animals sat there in the
church with their filthy, lustful eyes and watched me march down the aisle to
sanctify my life with my love before my friends, family and in the eyes of my
god. My dad had used all of his considerable influence to get the church for
my wedding, but because of the time of year, it was an unusual ceremony to say
the least, and was actually open to the public.
I actually remember seeing the boys as they really stood out with there
being nine of them and all. Of course, they were all Black... I tried to just
focus on my vows with Michael. I can just imagine now how those bastards sat
their with their huge cocks all horny as they listened to me to promise to be a
good little wife and all faithful to my new lawful husband. I guess I should
just be grateful that they did not speak out when asked, but than their whole
thing was to filthy a bride on her day so they had to let me make it official
and then I said "I do."
Michael barely had time to "kiss the bride." and then it was off to the
hall as we only had the church for just the hour to marry in considering that
they had evening ceremonies of their own to get on with.
It was at the reception where the first real humiliation of mine began as
Tyrone and his little bastard friends crashed the receiving line. I was aghast
that I even had Niggers at my reception at all, but to have them in the lineup
to receive me was pure shit. I almost made a scene, but no one else seemed to
even realize how disgusting it was for me as each boy took his turn to totally
kiss the fuck out of me. My entire family just stayed quiet as Nigger after
Nigger kissed me on my lips on my wedding night as I wore my virginal dress.
I went to Dad and asked him to get the boys out of the reception after
the receiving line humiliation was endured, but I guess the kids had their fun
for the moment and had left on their own accord to prepare step two of their
diabolical plan to give me a horny-moon from hell.
While my new husband and I were entertaining our friends and family and
allowing ourselves the anticipation of our first night together, the Niggers
had gone to our car and arranged for us to fall perfectly into their horrible,
sexual trap. I am still not sure exactly how they sabotaged the car, but it
seemed like a blink of an eye that night from when I said "I do," until my love
and I were finally on the way to the hotel and the car stalled out during the
drive back to town.
Of course, with it being Christmas Eve, our first thoughts were how
impossible it would be to get a mechanic and how we were in the middle of
nowhere with several miles to walk back to the hall. I remember getting out
while Michael popped the hood, and then we saw the van pulling up and I guess
we both thought it was someone from the reception only to see to our horror
that it was the Niggers from the receiving line.
Everything turned to shit so fast. I remember Michael telling me to run,
and then seeing several of the boys begin to beat him. The snow was so deep,
and I barely made it thirty yards into the field when I was caught from behind
and tackled down by one of the young punks. I remember futilely trying to
scream even though the nearest house would have been nearly a mile away and
then the bastard hit me. The Nigger actually pulled back and made a fist, and
fucking punched my face hard... really hard.
He yelled at me to "shut the fuck up." He said, "Don't be a stupid-cunt,
and you won't get hurt." The lying bastard asshole.
I wasn't going to allow any filthy animals to have me, so I tried to get
him off me and he rolled me over and pushed my face down into the snow... A
second guy got on me too, like one was not enough or some fucking thing. I
remember one of them holding my arms down while the other one was fucking,
choking my neck. I almost thought they would kill me in that farmer's field
and then it was like I was passed out or something.
When I came to, I was naked and in the back-seat of the car... I guess
they had fixed it themselves. My mouth was gagged with my own panties and they
were held in place with duct-tape... They tasted like piss... I almost started
to throw-up. I was buckled in the seat-belt, and one of the bastards sat on
either side of me. I had to suffer one of those Niggers playing with my tits
while the other fucking piece of shit had a good hold of my virgin cunt. I
was so sick with worry as to what these animals had done to my husband,
Michael, but with the Nigger-piss-soaked panties gagging my mouth, all I could
do was moan in impotent rage and humiliation as the boys drove me to their
hideaway cabin.
I don't know how long I was unconscious following the choke in that
field, and I was unable to concentrate on the road as the boys slobbered all
over me for some during the drive and then blindfolded me near the end so that
I would not know where we ended up. The cabin was actually pretty nice, and
would have made for a very romantic honeymoon if I was not in the middle of a
forced enslavement to nine filthy, Nigger-asshole, rapist bastards.
I guess the best thing that I discovered when we got to the cabin, was
that the savage animals had not made me a widow yet, as they had Michael just
naked and beaten into submission, bound and gagged in the trunk of the car. He
looked half frozen to death, and Leroy just was a complete asshole, as he
dragged Michael out of the trunk and dropped his naked body down into the snow.
I wanted desperately to go to my love, but Tyrone held me by the hair, as I
stood their freezing my naked, white-ass off.
"What a pathetic, little, white-faggot you married, Jenny. Fuck... when
I checked you out and saw the little fag you were marrying... I knew a prime
piece of white meat like you needed something a little more special for your
big night... you lucky, little, white-trash ho."
I wanted to scream... This Nigger was like wanting to torture me insane
or something, like trying to pretend that I wanted this horror to all come
true. My god, the animals were destroying my life and they were all fucking
laughing like it was the funniest joke they ever heard. Even though it was
like well below zero and I was naked in two feet of snow, Jerome had the
audacity to giggle, "Look T-Bone, her nipples are all hard. The bitch fucking
loves it."
Tyrone had me by the hair, yanking my head back with his right hand,
while he reached between my legs with his left and lied, "Course the bitch
wants it, and fuck is she wet."
I felt so humiliated... It was all a fucking lie, but to my husband, the
events of that night have ruined his respect for me forever now, and even as he
stayed with me in a futile hope against hope as I grew my child the last nine
months, I know that we both knew how I had been breeded that first night and
the total disgrace the baby would be for us both.
I can't hold the child responsible for the rape his daddies did to me
last Christmas Eve, but now my little bastard will be a constant reminder of
those three days of total horny-moon hell that I endured while my husband
helplessly watched. If little Mikey had even been close to being able to pass
off as white, I think Michael would have accepted us, but the cruel joke was
that Mikey was one of those mulatto, half-breed, bastards that did not get his
full pigmentation for the first few days and then my husband and I had to watch
the proof develop as my child darkened to his rich hue of chocolate brown just
like all his real-daddies looked.
I will always love Mikey, no matter what the social costs that I
endure... If my family can't handle the color than fuck them I guess, because I
did everything I could last Christmas Eve to escape my forced breeding but
there were nine fucking Niggers and they all continuously screwed me again, and
again, and again. I had no way to keep track of just how many wet loads of
their potent Nigger's seed were planted in my fertile, unprotected cunt, but I
do know that I did everything possible to resist from cumming too many times
myself, as I was raped into total submission.
I remember the first cock. It was Deon who forced me to my knees at his
feet. The fucking Nigger sneered and taunted Michael to watch as he took me
by the hair and pulled me to his filthy Black cock. I tried to keep my mouth
shut and he slapped me so hard, that I started to feel my eyes water. I did
not want to give the Niggers the satisfaction of crying for them, but it was
just all so fucking unfair and humiliating to me.
I felt the hot, wet tears streak my face as a second Nigger got on me
with Deon and pinched my nose until I was forced to open my mouth to breath,
and then Deon was able to secure penetration to begin my oral violation.
I had never even sucked cock before, and I really thought it was all
pretty disgusting and revolting... I had never had any intention of doing oral
sex... even for Michael; as my mom always said only whores suck cock, but there
I was... on my wedding night, arms bound behind my back, and gagging on eight
plus inches of thick Black cock. I wanted to vomit as that huge Nigger dick
slammed between my pretty, red lips and deep into my surprised, wet mouth, but
all I could do was choke and suck... until I just did "it," and fuck was "IT"
wonderful.
It would have served the animal right if I could have bit it right off.
He fucking howled in pain, but my celebration was short lived as they just all
started to beat the fuck out of me to punish me for biting. They beat me, and
beat me, and beat me until I was on the verge of unconsciousness. I remember
how I was repeatedly punched in the face and head, until I was down on the
floor and those animals kicked me in my ribs and even between my legs. I felt
someone twist my tits, and they pulled my hair so fucking hard, I thought they
would yank out my roots. I tried to scream but I was almost too scared to make
noise and I was sure they were going to kill me.
Mustafa had a gun to Michael's head, and he said if I did anything stupid
and bit anyone again, or did anything at all other than serving them as their
willing slave, than I would be widowed before I could even say boo.
It was horrible, but I only went along with the Niggers and was their
slut to save Michael, and now he has the nerve now to say I loved it all
because of all the times I came, but I tried not to... I really tried not to
cum all over those big Nigger cocks and conceive their bastard Christmas child
in my unfaithful cunt.
I remember when those bastards finished punishing me for biting Deon...
Jerome was kneeling on my stomach and was violating me with a couple fingers. I
was so sore and it just seemed like I was feeling grateful that they had
stopped kicking me and stuff, even though I hated to see that gun held at my
love's head. I tried to spread my legs a bit to demonstrate that I would do
what was necessary so the Niggers did not kill Michael, and Jerome just
laughed, "yeah, you like that?... You like being fingered you tight little
bitch?"
It was all such a fucking impossible situation, and I could only try to
survive the best way I knew how, "I am so tight cause I never had "it" before."
I knew I would have to shame and slut myself to the Niggers if I was to
have any chance to spare Michael, but to him the next three days just made it
look like I willingly conspired with those Niggers to breed their bastard. I
can't believe Michael even said I loved the constant pain and degradation those
animals administered to me.
Even when Jerome was finger-fucking my virgin cunt there on the filthy
floor of that cabin, he wanted to make me hurt; like it filled him with power
or some sort of Nigger satisfaction to humiliate a white woman like me. He
pulled me by the hair and asked me how it felt.
Fuck!... it hurt... How the hell do boys think it feels when they pull
our hair... the bastards. I knew what that Nigger wanted to hear though and I
knew what I had to say, "I love it... It feels so good."
It was such a joke to the boys that they never got tired of me telling
them that "Nigger cock made me wet," or "I loved to get beaten by my Nigger
masters.".. even after I was already so sore and bruised that I could barely
draw a breath of air without feeling pain. They were all just total punk
bastards and they took special delight humiliating me to my love, Michael.
I spent the first half-hour or so of the rape just sucking one cock after
the other. They were all laughing at me during this time and taunting me how I
had better not nick them with my teeth and just to suck them right. They said
things like, "lick it, you fucking cunt," and "suck me deep, you fucking,
white-trash ho." It was humiliation personified for me, but all I could do was
pleasure the boys as I crawled on my knees like a little bitch from one filthy
cock to the next and licked their balls and sucked their cocks until all nine
boys were basically ready to fuck and try their luck in the lottery as to who
would fill me with their child. I don't know how they decided that Tyrone
would get the honors to deflower me, except maybe because he was the first one
that had selected me for their entertainment to begin with. Anyhow, Tyrone
picked me up by the hair and kissed me deep on my mouth a few times and then he
wanted to verbally humiliate me a little more.
He said, "you white girls all like to be Nigger's "ho's," don't you
Jenny? Tell your husband you teased me, you cunt."
"Yes, it's true.. all white girls want Black cock, master."
Tyrone asked me, "You're so fucking wet for my baby... tell us bitch...
are you fertile tonight?"
It was like a horror movie where the girl knows the monster is going to
rip her head off but she is compelled to go into the dark anyhow, "please don't
cum in me."
The Nigger had his answer and pressed the point. He pushed me over to
where Michael was tied to the chair and order me to tell him that I was going
to breed a child with the Niggers.
"I am sorry Michael... You know how fertile I am tonight and how these
Nigger's seed is going to be so potent... I am going to get a Black Christmas
baby planted right in my womb tonight... Oh, god, these Nigger's are going to
stuff my stockings and breed me so everyone will know that I snuggled with a
real Nigger, Michael... Everyone will know our humiliation... Your humiliation
to have a white wife with a mulatto half-breed bastard for you... I am so
sorry."
It was not enough for Tyrone to just have me verbally humiliate Michael,
as I had to rub my now, wet pussy against his face as if that was truly some
sort of proof that I wanted to really breed with the Niggers. He made me tell
Michael to feel how wet I was and then he made me verbally beg to get bred.
I was so weak in my knees that I was practically collapsing as Tyrone
took me to the bed for my breeding. It seemed like it was all so unreal. Even
though the beating and sucking cock had been totally humiliating, I knew what I
was about to do in that bed would filthy me forever, and there would be nothing
I could do to stop the forced fertilization of my fertile cunt. I felt so sick
to my stomach and all dizzy in my head like I was going to pass out, but then
he had me to the bed and it was too late to do anything at all except get
breeded.
Tyrone threw me down on the bed so fucking hard that I twisted my back
and screamed in pain. I was only half on the bed at first until he lifted my
legs up and scooted me up. Tyrone pressed his full weight down on me and
cruelly twisted my legs like a pretzel. He was so big and heavy, and it hurt
as the fucking bastard had no reason other than to just make me suffer as he
started his sexual attack to force breed me.
I was in total apprehension as he used his superior strength to force my
legs apart and then mount me for positioning. Tyrone looked me in the eyes and
I saw the animalistic satisfaction fill his gaze and then I was no longer a
virgin. The young Nigger's body pressed against mine as his hard, unyielding
cock conquered my tight, cherry cunt.
The bastard just grunted and began to hump me in-and-out with that long
thick Black babymaker as I felt his balls slap against my ass with every thrust
that buried him to the hilt into love chambers. It was a total fucking for me
that could end with only one conclusion.
It was inevitable as I felt the boy's cock seemingly begin to throb or so
I imagined. He ordered me to cum on his cock or he would kill my husband as if
that had any way of working. Still, he made me again begin to beg for his
breeding and so it was that I was alternating between exchanging kisses with my
rapist and begging for his baby while I took my first ever fertilization of my
fertile womb.
As I laid there and tried to come to terms with the fact that I might
have life in me, I obviously only had just seconds to try to adjust as there
were still eight other boys to please and so the gang-bang began and I was
repeatedly mounted and fucked with load after load of baby juice added to the
mix in my cunt as every Nigger took his try to win the lottery of who would
breed me with his spawn. I sort of lost track of just how many guys had
mounted me and rode me to climax until those Black bastard decided to really
make me feel like a whore. Jamal started my next level of humiliation as he
laid down on the bed on his back so that his rigid cock was standing straight
up. The Nigger pulled me down on top of him, spearing my pussy with his stiff
prick as I also felt him grab my white ass with his young Black hands and
begin to bounce me up-and-down to ride his Black cock. As humiliating as that
was to actually have to do the work myself and ride the young Nigger, it was
just the first component of the true humiliation that was about to be bestowed
upon me.
Toby climbed into the bed and got up in my face, as he started to make me
suck again. The little bastard wanted to fuck his Black cock between my lips
and ball-deep into my wet mouth, and down my tight, constrictive throat. He
was so forceful and it was hard to relax and try to accept his nine inches,
while I continued to be bounced on Jamal's cock continuing to fuck into my cunt
from underneath. I gagged and choked as the Nigger told me he was going to cum
all over my face. I felt so dirty but all I could do was suck Toby's cock
while I was continuously fucked by Jamal before my husband's eyes.
Finally, as humiliating as it was with a Nigger's cock filling my pussy
as I willingly had to ride him, and a second Nigger forcing me to suck him off
all over my face, the ultimate humiliation became complete as Deon, recovered
from my little love bite, decided to even the score with me by slipping in the
back door without giving me any lubrication at all. Deon just pressed in
from behind me and forced me down so that my ass was raised for his use. He
grabbed my tits for leverage, and then I felt the pain as he pushed his big
punishing cock deep into my tight white ass.
I could not imagine that one girl could ever be so FULL OF COCK. I knew
it must have looked so obscene to my husband, to see those three young, hard,
ebony bodies sandwiching me like the cream filling in an Oreo cookie, but to me
it was just total humiliation, as my body began to betray me and respond to the
absolute sensations of being stuffed full of nearly thirty inches of cock in
all my holes.
I was horrified at my own slutiness as I felt my orgasm begin to build. I
wanted to feel nothing but shame and humiliation but those two big, Black cocks
stuffing my cunt and ass were driving me crazy. I was helpless to stop myself
from creaming, and it started a fucking chain reaction as all four of us just
orgasmed at the same time.
Those three Niggers filled me with cum every way possible. They filled
up my mouth, my ass and added another mix to the baby juice in my already
fertilized cunt. I felt the first hot shot of cum flooding the back of my
throat before Toby pulled out to finish by covering my face in his wet, sticky
cum. I could not look away as I saw a powerful stream of sperm erupt from his
pulsating prick and jet across my forehead. Then I had to take a second blast
right in my eyes. It was so humiliating and the cum was running down the
bridge of my nose as I just had to wear my facial glaze, and Tyrone even
brought over a mirror and ordered me to open my eyes and look at my face all
soaked in the Nigger's sperm.
Toby continued to mess my face while Deon was the next to shoot, and he
kept himself buried deep in my ass which felt so gross as he filled me
unnaturally. All that was left was for Jamal to cum in my pussy fresh
following my own climax, and for all I know that is the load that seeded me
with child.
It really would be impossible to pinpoint the precise instant of my
breeding over those three days of my horny-moon of hell as the Niggers
continuously soaked me with cum shot after juicy, wet cum shot... all over my
tits... and mostly just in my cunt to guarantee that I was surely-breeded with
the Black bastard half-breed that would mark me as white trash for life.
I guess maybe, I should just be grateful that I only conceived the one
half-breed bastard brat from all those potent baby-making injections into my
fertile womb, but it is so hard to be grateful for anything that occurred last
Christmas on my horny-moon from hell. I mean, it was swell of the Niggers to
release us without killing us, but with the threats against all our family, it
was small comfort to pay and especially with how the boys have repeatedly
dropped by to fuck me these past nine months as their permanent sex-slave now.
I guess I should be grateful that I have managed to keep my continued
Nigger's servitude secret from Michael or he probably would have left me long
ago... The thing is that the boys have forced me to take out a large insurance
policy on my husband, and I can only fear what that means.
For myself, having a new born Nigger child is proving as humiliating as
it might seem to you all, but having spent the last nine months with the labels
"Nigger's ho" and "property of Nigger's" tattooed around my wrists, ankles and
neck, daily humiliation is now just part of my life so I can only imagine the
shame I will need to confess to next time if they breed me again or decide to
widow me as they are likely to do now... Fuck, what a life!
Luckily, this was all just fantasy, but for anyone who wants to comment on this
or any other story by the author, you can contact me at writemkarl@hotmail.com
I will respond to all mail, but please try to let me know where you saw my
story or just what you wish to correspond with me about so I know how to be
most appropriate in my replies.
The Depraved Canuck, Mkarl
Saturday, September 4, 1999
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