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Caveat lector.
This is a story of brutal rape, without one shred of
socially redeemable value.

If you don't like sex stories, don't read it.
If you don't like stories about sex with underage
children, don't read it.
If you don't like stories bout forced sex, don't read
it.
If you are below the arbitrary age set for your area,
don't read it.
If for any reason it is illegal for you to read this
story, don't read it.

Find my stories here-
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Copyright (C) 2003 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved
This story may not be reproduced in any form for
profit without the written permission of the author.
This story may be freely distributed with this notice
attached.  The author may be contacted at 'MyStores at
normdeploom dot com'

All the characters and events in this story are
fictional; any resemblance to real people or events is
entirely coincidental.

On The Job

By
Norm DePloom

I had on my work clothes complete with a nametag, a
well-used tool belt and the ever-present clipboard.  I
was already hard with anticipation when I rang her
doorbell.  I waited impatiently for her to answer.
What the hell is the bitch doing I said softly as I
rang he bell several times in rapid succession.
Finally I heard the knob turn and the door opened
slightly.

"Hello mam," I said with a smile, "the Super said you
were having problems with your cable.

"You must have the wrong apartment," she replied with
a sleepy yawn.  So that's what took the lazy bitch so
long, I thought as I made a show of looking at the
paper on the clipboard.

"No," I said, using my hand to hold the door open, "it
says right here on this list."

"Can you come back this evening when my husband will
be home?"

"What time will he get home?"

"He usually gets home around six in the evening."
That was the best news I'd heard.  It was ten o'clock
in the morning; I'd have eight fucking hours to do
whatever I wanted with this little Asian bitch.   I
looked up and down the walkway to make sure no one was
watching, then pushed my way through the door.

"No," she started to scream.  I silenced her with the
back of my hand then, after closing the door, I pulled
my buck knife from the tool pouch and pulled the cunt
to her feet with a handful of hair.  I turned and
pushed her back up against the inside of the front
door then, standing close to her I held the tip of the
knife to her throat.

"Don't make a sound," I whispered in her ear, "now
unbutton your blouse."  I pushed the sharp point of
the knife into the smooth skin of her neck to let her
know I meant business.

"Please," she begged in a soft whisper, "don't."

"Shut up, bitch," I hissed in her face as I pushed the
knife point a little harder into her neck, "I said,
unbutton your blouse, cunt."  My cock twitched with
the thrill of watching the play of emotions across her
face as her trembling fingers released the buttons one
at a time.  Terror, anger and humiliation battled for
dominance.  After the last button was undone the small
trembling woman let her arms drop to her sides.  Still
holding the knife to her throat I pulled the sides of
her blouse off her shoulders, exposing her bra-covered
breasts.  I moved the knife down from her throat and
slipped the tip under her bra between her tits.

"You ever been raped before?"  I asked softly as I
slowly sliced through the material of her lacy bra.

"No," she whispered after a hard swallow, tears
rolling down her cheeks as her bra separated revealing
a pair of small, firm, young breasts.

"Well," I said as I ran the knifepoint up the side of
her breast and pushed gently on her nipple, "I'm not
going to be gentle just because it's your first time."
A single drop of blood welled up around the knifepoint
as it dug into her nipple.  Slipping the buck knife
back into my tool belt I pinned the cunt to the door
with my left hand around her neck while I grasped her
breast with my right hand and 'milked' more blood from
the wound.  Leaning over I licked up the blood then
sucked on her nipple with vicious force.  My cock was
hard and aching, I needed relief.

"Take off your shorts."  I ordered dropping her nipple
and putting a little more force around her neck.  The
terrified young woman quickly unfastened and unzipped
her cut off Levi's then, as best she could not being
able to bend over, worked them off her hips and down
her thighs.  Placing the toe of my boot on the crotch
of her shorts, between her thighs, I pushed them down
her legs to her ankles.

Still holding her by the neck I stepped back from her
just far enough to remove the tool belt then,
unbuttoning and unzipping my pants and, after letting
them fall to the floor, stroked my hard cock.  I
hooked my right hand under her left knee and lifted
her off the ground and spread her open at the same
time.  The look on her face was exquisite, she knew
exactly what I was going to do and was totally
helpless to stop me.  Stepping forward I positioned my
hard cock at her vaginal opening and began to push
myself into her.  She was dry at first, and fresh
tears streamed down her face.  Her body jerked, and
she grunted loudly with every thrust of my dick deeper
into her body.

They almost always get wet.  More out of self-defense
than pleasure I'm sure.  The secret is to just keep
pounding into them no matter how dry they are, no
matter how much it may hurt them.  If they don't get
wet my cum will take care of it; they'll be nice and
slimy the second time I fuck them.  By the time I was
fully inside her, the bitch was wet and slippery
making for a great fuck.  I lifted her other leg and
held her against the inside of the door, pinned on my
hard cock like a butterfly in a little boy's
collection.  Then I pounded into her as hard as I
could, slamming my hard meat into her wet cunt over
and over again.  By the time I dumped my first load
inside her tight pussy the cunt was hanging against
the door as limp as a rag doll with her knees over my
arms and my softening cock still buried deep in her
slit.

This is always a special moment for me.  How can I
make you understand the thrill of possessing a woman
against her will?  The electrifying surge of
excitement that comes when I brand a bitch with my cum
for the first time.  I felt like a god with he power
of life and death over this mortal cunt, she was mine
to do with as I pleased, at least for the next eight
hours.

That's one reason I like to target Asian women, nice
petite ones that I can overpower easily and throw
around if I need to.  I had no problem at all holding
this little bitch against the door while I rested and
waited for my cock to re-harden inside her.  When she
started struggling, trying to push me off, her cunt
massaged my dick in a most delightful way.  I began to
move my hips in little circles, just sort of playing
with the inside of her pussy with my completely re-
hardened cock.

With her legs still hanging over my elbows, I pushed
my hands behind her back then stepped back from he
door and carried her, still impaled on my cock, in
search of her bedroom.  It was time to defile her
marriage bed.  As soon as I pulled her away from the
door the little bitch tried to push her self off my
dick by flexing her leg muscles.  I'd let her get
about three quarters of the way off then I would slam
her back down on my hard cock.  The stupid cunt didn't
seem to realize that her efforts were just giving me a
better fuck.  I carried her through the living room
then started down the hallway that obviously led to
the bedrooms.  The first door I came too led into a
bedroom, which obviously belonged to a young female.

"When is your daughter getting home?"  I asked as I
looked around the room with the struggling bitch still
essentially fucking herself on my dick.  When she
refused to answer I turned my body rapidly and slammed
the side of her head against the doorframe.  Her body
jerked then went limp.  Her eyes rolled up in her
head.  She didn't quite pass out, but she came close.

"When is your little cunt daughter coming home?"  I
asked again, positioning myself to slam the other side
of her head against the doorframe.

"Two o'clock," she cried just as I was preparing to
smash her again.

"That gives me four hours," I said out loud.  I wasn't
really talking to the bitch, it was more like I was
talking to myself and she was just over-hearing me.
She must have been recovering from the knock on the
head.  That plus the implication of my statement that
I was going to spend the next four hours using her
body in whatever way pleased me, started her trying to
fight me again.  She pushed as hard as she could
against my arms with her legs and struck out at my
face with her fists.  This time I just let her go.  It
was quit a sight.  She flew backwards several feet,
then fell flat on her back on the floor of her
daughter's room.  The landing knocked the breath out
of her and left her dazed on the floor.

I picked her up and threw her face down onto her
daughter's twin bed which was up against the wall.  I
pulled her legs off the bed so she was bent at the
waist with her knees on the floor.  I pulled both her
arms behind her back and, crossing her wrists over
each other high up, almost between her shoulder
blades, held them with my left hand while I pushed her
legs apart and explored her just fucked cunt with my
fingers.

"If I were you," I said as I pulled my hand from her
crotch and lined my hard dick up with her pussy, "I
wouldn't be trying to fight me of," I slammed my cock
into her so hard her head bumped the wall on the other
side of the bed, "I'd be doing my best to make sure
that the man was all fucked out before my daughter got
home."  After a couple more pounding strokes in and
out of the bitches cunt I pulled my cock out and lined
my cock head up with her asshole which was on such
enticing display in front of me.  Once I was lined up
I continued to hold her wrists painfully high on her
back while I leaned forward and, grabbing the cunt by
the hair, pushed her face into the comforter to muffle
the screams I expected momentarily.

I wasn't disappointed.  Her muffled screams proved
that she'd never been fucked like this before.  I
pushed my cock into her virgin ass with one long slow
thrust, not stopping until I was completely inside the
hot, tight hole.  Once I was all the way inside her I
held still so I could enjoy the warmth and tightness.
I could feel the beat of blood pumping through an
artery pressed against the underside of my cock.  Her
sphincter muscle grasped the base of my hard dick like
a living cock ring.  I could feel every twitch of the
muscle as it adjusted to being stretched.  I'm sure
she felt like she was being ripped apart.

I fucked her ass with long slow strokes, pulling out
until her sphincter rested against the rim if my
cockhead, then pushing back inside her until my pubic
hair smashed against her butt cheeks.  Occasionally
I'd pull all the way out, then push back into her.  I
have no idea how long I fucked her ass, it must have
been at least twenty or thirty minutes.  When the
screams stopped I let up pushing her face into the
comforter.  I held one of her wrists with each of my
hands instead of both of them in my left hand.  With
her arms pulled up behind her back far enough for her
wrists to be between her shoulder blades, I leaned
forward and, putting my weight onto her painfully bent
arms, continued my methodical fucking of her fanny.

After I came, buried deep inside her, I moved her arms
out of the extremely painful position I'd been holding
them in and laid forward on top of her to rest with my
spent cock still inside her ass.  Laying on top of her
I could feel the bitch fight for air and sob in pain
and humiliation under me.  While I'd been pounding the
cunt's butt hole I'd noticed a baton leaned up against
the end of her daughter's bed.  The kind that pretty
young bitches twirl while they're showing off their
panties strutting down the street in front of a
marching band, a hollow metal rod with a large rubber
cap on one end and a small rubber cap on the other.

I raised myself up and pulled my cock from the slut's
no-longer-virgin ass.  I picked up the baton and,
before her ass had time to close completely forced the
larger end of the baton into her.  As I stood up I
watched her sphincter muscle close around the steel
tube, holding the baton firmly in her fanny.  That, I
thought, as I began to look around the room, should
make her easier to control.

"Or at least," I said out loud to no one in
particular, "a hoot to watch if she tries to run
away."  The room looked like a typical preteen girls
bedroom.  I opened her dresser drawer and pulled out a
pair of the daughter's white cotton panties to clean
my dick.  Dropping the girl's panties on the floor I
grabbed the free end of the baton that was sticking
out of her mother's ass.

"Up you go," I said urging her to her feet with my
make shift anal probe.  The slut looked rather silly
walking in front of me slightly bent forward trying to
ease he pressure of the baton's large end in her
rectum.  Using the rod to steer her I turned the cunt
towards the living room.  Having been properly humbled
the bitch walked wherever I directed her with my
'joystick', and stood, meekly whenever I stopped to
look at their stuff.  The tears rolling down her
cheeks were the only indication that she was feeling
anything at all.  I stopped at the fireplace and
picked up a picture of the whore's daughter from the
mantle.

"I don't normally go for kiddy cunt," I said giving
the rod a shake to make sure she was listening, "but I
might make an exception for this cute little slut of
yours."  That got her attention.

"No," she screamed, starting to strike out at me with
her closed fists.  A good hard shove on the baton
stopped her attack and brought the bitch to her knees.
"Please," she continued, grabbing my leg and looking
up at me as she begged, "do whatever you want to me,
but don't hurt my little girl."

"You behave yourself," I sneered looking down into her
terrified face, "and be my little fuck whore for the
next four hours, and I'll leave your daughter alone."
She looked up at me silently for a moment then nodded
her head in agreement.

"Stand up," I ordered.  The cunt climbed to her feet
and stood passively in front of me with the baton
still hanging from her tight little Asian butt.  Only
the tears streaming down her cheeks, and the trembling
of her body revealed her fear, humiliation and anger
as I pinched and twisted the nipples, which capped her
small, firm breasts.  I watched her face closely as I
slipped my right hand between her legs to finger her
cunt. Her body jerked slightly when my fingers found
her clitoris.  I pulled on it gently, then rolled it
between my thumb and finger.  I pulled my hand away
from her pussy and wiped my fingers on her trembling
belly, then picked up my 'slut guide' rod and headed
the bitch toward the kitchen.

"Fix me some coffee," I ordered sitting down at their
table.  I smiled as I watched her move around the room
with the steel rod hanging from her fanny.  She was
apparently getting used to it and moved much more
easily.

"Come here," I ordered, once the coffee pot was
gurgling.  I scooted my chair away from the table then
forced her to sit on the edge of the table with the
baton hanging straight down towards the floor.  I
pushed her back so she was laying on the table with
her fanny half off the edge.

"Lift your legs up and spread them wide,"  once she
was holding her spread legs with a hand behind each
knee I scooted the chair back up to the table.  I
grasped the metal shaft hanging from her ass and spent
the next several minutes seeing what combination of
moans, groans and yelps I could coax from her by
manipulating the ball that was being held inside her
body by her anal sphincter.

"You stay just as you are."  I told the cunt when I
tired of that entertainment and noticed that the
coffee maker had stopped gurgling.  It only took me a
couple of minutes to find a mug and fill it with
coffee.  I sat back down and let my right hand rest on
the cunt's crotch while I sipped the steaming coffee.
With out giving it any thought I began to alternately
push my thumb into her pussy and flick it back and
forth over her clitoris.  I didn't even realize what I
was doing until I heard the bitch moan.  I could tell
from the sound that she had been trying to suppress
it, and the moan only came out when she could no
longer keep it contained.  I sat up straight and
watched her face with renewed interest as I worked her
hard, engorged clitoris with redoubled dedication.  I
could see the effort she was putting into not moaning
or responding to the relentless stimulation I was
applying to her now swollen and obviously sensitive
clitoris.

The outside of my coffee mug was warm to the touch,
almost but not quit painfully so.  I used my thumb and
finger to open the cunt's pussy.  I pushed the mug of
coffee up against her inner lips and exposed clitoris.
The bitch jumped, almost spilling the hot coffee into
her open cunt, then moaned loudly as the heat
stimulated her in ways she'd never experienced before.
I moved the hot mug in slow circles on her tender
flesh.  The cunt's hips began to move, seemingly
against her will, as she moved her pussy and clitoris
against the hot glass, which was now slick with her
cunt juices.  My cock, after a nice rest, was rapidly
re-hardening with the stimulation of watching this
little whore hump herself on the hot coffee cup.

When she started cuming I pulled the mug away from the
slut's pussy and pushed my cock into her.  I held
myself buried deep inside her cunt while I drizzled
hot coffee over her breasts and belly.  I don't think
I can adequately describe how wonderful it felt,
having her cunt milk and massage my hard dick as she
writhed on the table trying to avoid the steaming hot
liquid.  I watched her skin turning bright red as she
moaned and groaned in pain and pleasure.

I pulled my cock out of the bitch's cunt, then poured
the last of the hot coffee directly on her clitoris
and her wet pouting pussy lips.  By that time the
liquid was still uncomfortably warm, but not hot
enough to really burn her.  I discovered the slut had
a real masochistic streak.  She started fucking
herself on my cock as soon as I slammed it back into
her coffee drenched cunt.  I reached down and,
grabbing the metal shaft of the baton, which was still
hanging from her ass, pushed it deeper into her rectum
with a series of quick forceful thrusts.  Each inward
thrust would cause the whore's body to jerk as she
clamped down on my hard cock with her cunt muscles and
moan in orgasmic ecstasy.

I was pretty well spent, at least for the time being,
as far as pumping gallons of cum into and onto her
body, but I knew from experience that I could keep my
dick hard for hours and enjoy the process of fucking
her over and over again, especially as long as I
continued to torture and humiliate her.  I pulled my
cock from her cunt and pulled her off the table and on
to her knees, then cleaned the pussy-goo off my dick
with her face.  I don't know if something had snapped
inside her head when she discovered how hot it made
her to be tortured and humiliated (it sometimes
happened) but the crazy bitch held her face up with an
almost ecstatic look.  With her mouth open and her
tongue stuck out for my cock to rub on as I used her
face as a jiz-rag to clean my dick. I'm sure she would
have made no objection if I'd chosen to fuck her mouth
but I wasn't interested in putting my cock between her
teeth unless I had absolute control of the bitch.  I
figured I'd get to that sometime after her daughter
got home.

I pulled the bitch to her feet by her hair and gave
her a shove towards the kitchen door.  She presented a
humorous sight stumbling in front of me with the baton
hanging out of her ass.  I continued to shove and
pushed her down the hallway, past her daughter's
bedroom and the bathroom to what was obviously the
master bedroom.

"On your stomach," I ordered harshly pushing her
toward the king-size bed that took up most of the
room.  I watched the rubber-capped metal rod bounce
gently as the cunt climbed onto the bed and laid down.
"Get your butt up in the air," I ordered, as I batted
the end of the baton causing it to bounce more
forcefully.  My fuck toy de jour groaned loudly as the
other end moved inside her rectum.  She quickly
brought her knees up lifting her ass obscenely.
"That's better, now stay that way."  I began to look
around the neat, clean, tastefully decorated room,
peaking into the closet and rummaging around their
drawers.  I wasn't really looking for anything, but I
knew it would make her feel more helpless and
violated.  I found several digital camcorder tapes in
one of the bedside table drawers.

"Where is your camcorder?" I asked, figuring tapes
kept beside the bed like that probably contained
something interesting.  Her red face, the tears in her
eyes and her stuttering response told me I was
probably correct in my assumption about what I would
find on these tapes.

"You know what will happen if you move while I'm
getting the camera," I asked as I grasped the rod
protruding from her ass and gave it a sharp jerk,
"don't you?"  She nodded her head, indicating that she
had a pretty good idea what would happen to her if she
moved while I was retrieving the camcorder.  I left
the room, then stopped in the hall way to spy on her
for a few moments to make sure she wasn't going to
cause trouble.  After enjoying the sight of the little
Asian slut laying with her baton penetrated ass
sticking up in the air invitingly, I turned and walked
down the hall to the closet where the cunt had said
I'd find the video camera.

Ignoring the bitch on the bed I plugged the cables
into the camcorder and the bedroom television then
slipped the first tape into the camera.  I started the
tape then sat on the edge of the bed.  I ran my hand
over the slut's butt, thighs and crotch while I
watched her on the screen where she was down on her
knees sucking on her husbands cock while he sat on the
edge of the bed.  After watching, and fingering the
bitch's cunt for several minutes I decided it was time
for another good fuck.  Standing up I grabbed the
baton and yanked it from her ass eliciting a surprised
yelp from her other end.

"Off the bed," I ordered prodding her with the baton
I'd just pulled from her body.  After she scrambled
off the bed I positioned her beside the bed facing the
TV on the other side of the room.  I stood behind her
and, reaching around from both sides, roughly massaged
her little tits while continuing to watch her sucking
dick on her knees on the screen.

"Spread your legs," I ordered as I slipped my hands
down across her trembling belly and into her crotch.
I pinched, twisted and roughly pulled on her clitoris
while I pushed two, then three fingers into her cunt
with the other.  My hard cock pushed against the
smooth, warm skin of her lower back as I continued to
abuse her clitoris and cunt while we watched her
husband lay back on the bed and pull her up on top of
him.

"Lean over," I ordered as I pulled my hands from her
crotch and held her hips while she bent at the waist
and supported herself with both hands on the bed.  I
actually had to pick her up, and hold her with her
feet a couple of inched off the floor in order to line
her cunt up with my hard cock.  I forced my dick into
her tight cunt just as she was lowering herself onto
her husband's cock on the television.  As I began to
pump into her the slut actually spread her thighs, and
reaching backwards with them wrapped her legs around
my hips.

I couldn't believe my eyes, I had barely started to
fuck my cock in and out of the slut's cunt when her
husband, on the television, came and, pushing her off,
left her obviously frustrated and unsatisfied as he
stood up and turned off the camera.  The screen went
blank, then immediately lit back up with another
scene.  This time the husband was on his back with his
feet toward the camera.  The slut was crouched down
between his legs once again sucking on his dick.  She
was bent over so her cunt and ass were facing the
camera and easily dominated the screen.  This scene,
and all those that followed it, followed the same
boring pattern.  After a few minutes of sucking on her
husband's cock he'd begin to fuck her and then cum
almost immediately leaving her unsatisfied.  No wonder
she seemed to be enjoying my raping her, my fucking
lasted long enough to make her cum.

By this time she was flexing her legs, trying to pull
my cock even deeper into her hot wet cunt with each
thrust.  After several repetitive scenes had graced
the screen, we were treated to something a little
different.  Once the obligatory dick sucking was done
the slut's husband began trying to talk her into
letting him fuck her ass.

"Shit," I said to the man on the screen, after
watching all of that scene I could stand, "hold the
bitch down and fuck her ass already."  The slut moaned
loudly and pushed herself back onto my thrusting cock.

"Like this," I continued as I pulled out of her cunt
and slammed all the way into her ass with one hard
thrust.

"Oh god," the slut moaned as I pumped in and out of
her tight rear hole, "fuck me hard."  I was happy to
oblige the cunt.  Taking full strokes, pulling my dick
almost all the way out then slamming back into her
ass, I fucked the little bitch like she'd never been
fucked before.  I continued to pound her ass through
several more of the little sex scenes between her and
her husband on the television.  By the time I had my
very intense, but almost dry, orgasm she had cum at
least three times.  I left her collapsed, half on and
half off the bed, while I walked, naked with a slowly
softening cock, into the kitchen to get another cup of
coffee.

After pouring a cup full of coffee, I looked around
the room.  The beginnings of an idea were forming in
my mind.  I found the ubiquitous 'junk' drawer then
rummaged around in it until I found a large paper clip
and a pair of needle nose pliers.  While I sipped my
coffee I sat at the kitchen table and carefully bent
the paper clip into an outline of a hard cock and
balls, leaving just enough sticking up to hold with
the pliers.  When I was satisfied with my art work I
put the empty cup into the sink then laid the bent up
paper clip on the electric burner and turned the knob
to '7' that being the highest it would go.  I left the
pliers beside the stove and pulled the kitchen table
in front of the range.  My cock was already hard with
anticipation as I headed back to the bedroom to get
the bitch.  I made a quick stop in the daughter's room
to snag the panties I'd earlier cleaned my cock with,
then continued into the master bedroom where I found
her setting on the floor leaning her head on the bed
crying.

"Stand up," I ordered giving her a rather firm nudge
with my foot, "on your feet slut."  The bitch climbed
slowly to her feet then wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Come on," I said putting my hand on the back of her
neck and guiding her towards the bedroom door.  She
knew something was up, and was trembling almost
uncontrollably by the time we reached the kitchen.

"Oh god, no."  she said in a horse whisper as soon as
she saw my makeshift branding iron heating on the
stove.  She twisted out of my grasp and tried to run
from the room.  I caught a handful of her hair and
held on as her momentum pulled her off balance.  She
landed on the floor with a loud thud.  Before she
could catch her breath I picked her up and laid her on
her back on the table.  I quickly jerked the power
cord off every appliance in the kitchen.

The longest one went twice around her neck, then I
tied the ends under the table.  as long as she stayed
flat on the table she'd be fine.  If she tried to set
up, or raise her head, she'd be strangled until she
lay back down.  Working quickly I tied a slip not
around each of her wrists an tied the other end of
each cord to a table leg.  I finished with a slipknot
around each of the bitch's knees that I also tied off
to table legs.  By the time I was done she was secured
with her legs held apart and her butt right on the
edge of the table where I could get access to her cunt
and her ass.  I picked up her daughter's panties and
stuffed them in her mouth.

"Can't have your screams attracting the neighbors," I
observed as I worked the material between her lips.
Once she was properly gagged I ran my hands up and
down her thighs, over her body and squeezed her
breasts repeatedly.   My cock was achingly hard with
anticipation as I pushed it into her open waiting
cunt.  I fucked in and out of her pussy a few times,
then held myself buried completely inside her while I
picked up the pliers and carefully retrieved the white
hot bent paper clip from the burner.  The slut shook
her head violently and pulled at her bonds.  I could
hear her, through her daughter's panties, trying to
beg me not to do it.  The electric cords began to dig
into her wrists and knees as her struggles pulled the
slipknots tighter and tighter.  I hadn't even touched
her soft, smooth skin with the glowing wire yet and
already her struggle to pull free from the bonds was
causing her hot, wet cunt to massage my cock in a most
interesting way.

I aimed my branding iron at her lower belly, just
above her pubic hair.  The bitch sucked in her gut so
hard, trying to keep he skin away from the wire that
her head was pulled up from the table tightening the
cord around her neck.  I watched her face turn red and
listened to her muffled screams while her cunt clamped
down hard on my dick and her hips jerked up and down
repeatedly.  She was thrusting her hips with such
force that the table jumped and the legs banged on the
floor each time. It was a wonderful ride until she
passed out.  As soon as she relaxed her head sank back
onto the table allowing the coils around her neck to
loosen and air to once again fill her lungs.  I put my
branding iron back on the glowing burner and gently
fucked the slut's now totally relaxed cunt while I
waited for her to recover her consciousness.  Spasms
of muscle contractions continued to massage my dick as
the slut slowly became aware of her surroundings once
more.  Another panty muffled scream announced her
complete recovery.

As soon as I was sure she was back I pulled my hard
cock from her cunt and forced it into her ass.  I
wanted to sample the different feels I could get from
each of her holes as I burned her.  I knew that I had
only a limited number of burns I could inflict on her
before she would become unresponsive.  I kept my hard
dick planted deep in her ass as I picked up the pliers
and retrieved my homemade branding iron from the
glowing burner on the stove.   As I brought the hot,
bent paper clip toward her, she shook her head
violently back and forth.  From what I could make out,
through her daughter's panties, I believe she was
speaking some language other than English.  I didn't
need to hear, or understand her words to tell that she
was begging me not to burn her again, but she was
helpless to stop the wire as I lowered it onto her
breast, just below her right nipple.

Her scream was fainter through the makeshift gag, and
she did not pass out this time.  I still got an
exciting massage of my cock by her spasming ass.  I
pulled the branding iron away from her breast and,
after placing it back on the glowing burner, examined
the burn marks while I pumped my hard cock deep into
her rear.  I wanted to burn her at least twice more,
for symmetry if nothing else, but I wanted to add a
new element to it.  I pulled my cock from her ass, and
left her bound, gagged and sobbing on the kitchen
table while I walked back to the bedroom and brought
the video camera and tripod back into the kitchen.

I set up the tripod, then carefully aimed and focused
the camera so that all of her body would be visible
but, when I stood at the end of the table with my cock
inside her, only my stomach and part of my chest would
be seen.  I turned on the camera, turned the fold-out
screen around so I could see it while I fucked the
bitch then, after slipping my still hard cock back
into her, pulled the panties from her mouth.  She
didn't let me down; as soon as her mouth was empty she
started begging me not to burn her again.  It really
turned me on to see my cock pumping in and out of her
on the monitor while she whimpered and pleaded with me
not to hurt her any more.

I was torn between watching the real, live, bound slut
gyrating on my dick and the image of her on the
monitor.  I picked up the brightly glowing wire and
teased her with it: bringing it close enough to her
skin for her to feel the heat, then backing off
without actually touching her.  I discovered the
anticipation of the painful burn generated a lot more
cock massaging gyrations from the bitch than the
actual burns had.  The longer I teased her, the more
she struggled against the bonds, and the more
pitifully she begged me to do anything, anything at
all to her other than to burn her with my hot iron.
Tiring of the game, I reheated the paperclip on the
stove, then brought it down on her left breast just
below her nipple.

Her body bucked and gyrated against mine, giving me
another great cock massage, but even though she was
un-gagged, she did not scream.  As the glow faded from
the bent wire I pulled it away from her scorched skin
and placed it back on the stove burner.  I pulled the
tripod closer and, removing the camera, aimed it at
the panting bitch's tear streaked face.

"Tell that wimp your married to," I instructed as I
adjusted the zoom lens so her face took up the whole
screen, "how much you enjoy being fucked by a real man
for a change."  My order seemed to have broken some
dam holding back years of frustration.  The bitch
started fucking herself maniacally on my cock while
she talked passionately into the camera.

"I've finally been fucked by a real man," she said
through clinched teeth, emphasizing each word with a
thrust of her cunt onto my hard cock, "and I'll never
be satisfied with a wimp like you again.  Look at me,"
she yelled at her husband through the camera lens,
"he's taken me the way a man should.  He's branded me.
The only reason I'll be home when you get here is
because he won't take me with him."  Her speech was
interrupted by a body clinching orgasm as she rode my
hard cock.  "Oh god, oooohh goooooood," she screamed
as she arched her back and pulled against the chords
binding her arms and legs.  "He fucked my ass," she
continued, still fucking herself on my dick after the
orgasm subsided, "he didn't beg me to let him do it
like a whiney little boy, he held me down and fucked
my ass like a man taking what belongs to him.   His
cock is inside me right now, god it feels so good to
be really fucked by a man who knows how to take what
he wants.  I can feel his cum making me pregnant right
now.  I can't wait to see how humiliated you are when
a half white baby comes out of my body."  Her diatribe
was interrupted by another muscle cramping orgasm.
The cunt had gone insane.  She was fucking herself on
my cock, so hard I thought she might rip it from my
body, while she said every humiliating thing she could
think of to her husband by way of the camera lens.  I
panned down her gyrating, naked body and focused on
her wet cunt thrusting on my cock.

"Yes," she hissed, "that's his cock fucking me.  Take
a good look and see what it looks like when a real man
fucks a woman.  I hope he never stops fucking me. God
I haven't enjoyed a good fucking like this since
before we got engaged.  Oh yes," she said looking
directly into the lens as I panned the camera back up
to her face, "I've been fucked by real men before.  I
thought I could give up real fucking for a good
provider for my daughter."  She seemed to be talking
past the camera, directly to me instead of to her
husband.

I dropped the video camera onto the kitchen floor
without turning it off.  Her husband wouldn't be able
to see the action, but he'd be able to hear what was
happening.  Leaning forward I grabbed the opposite
edge of the table with one hand on each side of the
bitch's head and began to fuck her with long, hard
strokes that shook the table and made the table legs
bag against the floor.

"Oh god yes," she said fucking herself back onto my
pounding cock, "fuck your bitch hard.  How did I ever
think I could get along without a good hard fuck every
day?"  I couldn't believe the transformation I'd just
seen.  This cunt had gone from a timid, scarred woman
to a cock hungry slut begging me to 'fuck my bitch
harder' in just a few minutes.  She continued to pull
against her bonds as I pounded her crotch, fucking my
cock into her small body.  She wasn't trying to get
away, she was slamming her cunt up against me in a
desperate need to be fucked.

"Fuck me," she chanted over and over as our bodies
pounded against each other.  Her head was thrown back
and her eyes were closed as she gave herself over to
the fuck obsession she had apparently been suppressing
for several years.  As the slut approached another
orgasm I picked the white-hot bent paper clip up with
the needle nose pliers and just as she started to cum
I brought it down on her forehead.

She screamed with unexpected pain.  It must have felt
like it was going to burn right through her brain.
Her body jerked convulsively several times, driven by
the combination of pleasure and intense pain.  Her
belly muscles tightened, pulling her head as far off
the table as the electrical chord around her neck
would allow, forcing her forehead against the burning
wire.  As her spasming cunt massaged my cock I watched
her contorted face turn red as she uselessly tried to
suck air into her lungs through her restricted
trachea.  After what seemed like hours, but could
hardly have been more than a minute, her face relaxed
and took on an almost blissful expression, then her
whole body relaxed and collapsed onto the table as she
passed out.  I tossed the wire and pliers onto the
stove then continued fucking her limp almost lifeless
body until I came with one of the most intense orgasms
I'd ever had.

After pulling my overused cock from the bitch's
unconscious body I untied the cords then, scooping her
totally limp form up in my arms, I carried her into
the master bedroom and laid her on the bed.  Leaving
her naked, scarred and well-fucked, unconscious body
on the bed I went to the front door and took a careful
peak outside to make sure we hadn't attracted any undo
attention.  It looked like my little victim lying in
the bedroom was the only one home in this part of the
apartment complex.  I shut and re-locked the front
door then walked back into the kitchen.  I turned off
the burner on the stove, then I found a Coke in the
refrigerator and, after chugging the entire can,
belched loudly.  I took the bent up paper clip and
placed it with my tool belt.  I wanted to make sure I
took it home with me as a memento of the occasion.

"What," I asked myself out loud, as I walked down the
hallway, "should I do to the little slut next?


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