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Destiny
by David Waledich
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Destiny Part 1
MW M+F FF bd nc blackmail rape viol humil Mdom voy anal oral
By David Waledich
Copyright reserved 2003
The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment and
has been posted only to an appropriate group on the Internet. If it is
found in any other place this is not the responsibility of the author.
All characters in this story are fictitious, any similarity to
persons living or dead is purely coincidental. The author does not
condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this
story, some of which are dangerous or illegal. He does not condone
actual violence against women or men, or non consensual sex. These stories
are a sexual fantasy, nothing more.
Destiny Part 1
Destiny had always had an eye for Nile, ever since sixth form college.
She knew he had become the leader of a small but powerful gang that dealt
crack and charlie round westbourne grove and Kilburn. And she knew that if
she became his girl there would be as much charlie as she could snort, and
good cars, jewels and the party high life. And she knew he had a cool
flat, so she could move out from living with her Mum at last. And she knew
he was available because Joely had walked out on him only a month earlier.
So she made it her business to be in the bars he went to and the clubs he
had an interest in.
On the night she scored, he had been attentively courteous and they had
drunk champagne cocktails all night. In the end she found herself at about
midnight in the bedroom of his flat. A few of his gang members drinking in
the kitchen below, but more importantly for her she had her head in Nile's
lap, and his upright black cock was sliding back and forth between her
lips. She could taste the first drops of his arousal against her tongue.
"You want to be part of the team?" he whispered to her, as his hands
stroked her long raven black hair. "Part of the elite?" She looked up at
him, his cock in her mouth, and nodded, smiling with her eyes, before
dropping her head back down and taking his knob right down over her tongue
and beyond, in one of the best deep throats she had ever done in her life.
His head rolled back and he lay there enjoying her throat clutching at
his knob for almost a minute before drawing her head back, rolling her onto
her front, lifting her short skirt and entering her from behind, pushing
her thong knickers aside as he went in. She gasped as he slid up her and
felt a moment of sheer triumph as her life with him unrolled in her mind's
eye. But her own eyes were firmly shut, because her face was buried in the
pillow. Which is why she didn't hear Desmond enter the room behind her.
When Nile slid out of her she thought it was just to change position and
roll her onto her back. Instead she felt a cock slide straight back in and
start fucking again. Even through all the alcohol, a small part of
Destiny's brain knew something was wrong. Then she heard Nile's voice,
soft in her ear. "If you want to be part of the team, then you have to be
shared. We share everything. We're all brothers. When I say everything I
mean everything". Destiny opened her eyes and saw Nile's face next to
hers. The naked body on her back was Desmond, his right hand man. The
black cock shafting her black cunt with ruthless ease was his. Destiny
struggled and tried to twist him off, but Nile laid his strong hands on her
shoulders, pressing her down into the bed. She turned her face to look at
him with big imploring eyes.
"Please, Nile, don't do this".
"You've got to take this, Destiny, if you're to be one of us. Do you
want to be part of the team or not?"
For a moment there was only the sound of Desmond's loins slapping loudly
against her round black buttocks, then she whispered "Yes".
Desmond spoke, his voice thick with lust: "fantastic cunt, this bitch
has. Shall I try her ass?" With a smile Nile answered "try whatever you
want. She's ours."
Desmond transferred his cock fron her cunt, uup the crack of her
buttocks and skewered it hard down into her bottom hole. Destiny let out a
wail of surprised pain.
"Go on" said Nile "Give it to her hard. She'll take it. " When Nile
left the room, zipping his still erect cock back into his trousers Desmond
had lifted Destiny's ass up into the air and was hammering down into it
with all his force, splitting her perfect black ass into two with his cock.
As Nile emerged into the kitchen to snort a line the other men looked up
expectantly, their conversation dying off. "She's okay guys. It's a train
tonight." In the jubilation that followed more champagne was opened and
another wrap of charlie was produced. The two girls that were there
pretended to not understand, and in their minds preferred not to think
about what was going to happen upstairs. Or even remember what had
happened to them on a similar night. Jacko slipped out of the room at a
nod from Nile and went upstairs. So when Desmond had finished hammering
himself into orgasm up Destiny's ass, Jacko was ready with his trousers
down and his cock in his hand to slip it up her cunt from behind.
The night wore on and the men carried on coming into the bedroom one by
one. Half way through Nile came up to see that she was alright.
Desstiny's heavy black eye make up had run badly, from when she had been
crying, and the pillow was smeared with it, but by now she was dry eyed.
When Nile asked she looked him back straight in the eye, defiance burning
in teh depths of her heart, but her voice was cool as she said she was
okay. Can you take it, he asked. She nodded, but didn't speak again. Nile
flopped his cock out of his flies and slipped it into her mouth whilst one
of his men alternated vigorously between her vagina and her anus. He spoke
to her as she sucked him, telling her that she would be his and usually she
wouldn't need to fuck the others, but if he ever told her to then any
member of the group could have her. All the girls were interchangeable, he
said. On a night at a nightclub he could ask Desmond's girl and Jacko's
girl to come home with him for a threesome and they would, without any
hesitation. Suddenly Destiny's vision of life in the group had changed.
When he left the bedroom again and a new man was entering her aching bottom
she again started to cry, more uncontrollably this time, but she tried to
ensure that not much noise escaped the pillow. Eventually the endless
procession died down and once or twice she was left lying on the bed for
five or ten minutes between fucks. When it finally went quiet the tears ad
dried o her face. The door opened and she tensed herself for another entry
but warm soft hands rolled her over on to her back. It was Ashea, a
beautiful half asian girl who had been at the club with one of the men,
Destiny had forgotten which. Ashea smiled gentlyy and stroked Destiny's
face, knowing what she had just gone through. She kissed her briefly on
the lips, then went down and separated Destiny's long graceful black legs
and looked down between them. There was a look of distaste that Ashea
couldn't conceal as she looked at the other girl's cunt crack, oozing with
milky white sperm. Then with sad resignation Ashea lowered her head
between the other girl's legs and started to lick at her cunt. Not
sensuously, or even enthusiastically, but mechanically, up and down,
because she had to. She licked from her pubic hair right down to the tip
of Destiny's anus, lapping up all the collected sperm. Ashea had been
licking her out for about fine minutes when the door opened again and Nile
came in. Destiny watched over Ashea's back as Nile undid Ashea's tight
black jeans, pulled them down off her bottom, dropped his own trousers and
stuck his cock up her. She felt Ashea gasp against her open cunt lips as
it wentt up her, but she would never know if it was in her cunt or her
bottom. After a few minutes of mechanically fucking Ashea's spread rear
Nile pulled out, slapped her buttock hard and told her to get out. Ashea
stood up, drew her own trousers back up over her lips, shot a look of sad
loathing at Destiny and was gone. Nile stripped naked and got into bed.
As though nothing had interrupted their earlier lovemaking he slid himself
up her wet cunt and started fucking again, kissing her face and stroking
her hair. Destiny's mind was blank as she stared at the ceiling over his
head. It was still blank as he rolled her onto her front and stuck
itbrutally up her bottom. And it was still blank as she performed the
final act of fellation on him, as he lay back on teh bed, arms behind his
head, she crouched over his loins wanking it in her fingers. His long
black cock tasted of her ass. Or was it Ashea's ass? He finally came in
her mouth, and she swallowed his sperm. He rolled over and went to sleep.
She left the room and tried to wash in the bathroom. She tried to leave
but the front door was locked on the inside, and the key as gone. From
another room she could hear the sound of frenzied lovemaking, and there was
more than one male voice. "Fuck her ass harder. Go on" she heard a voice
shout. Destiny returned to the bedroom, took her clothes off and climbed
in naked next to Nile. This was her future, and she might as well get used
to it. At least the crack would help.
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Destiny Part 2
MW M+F FF bd nc blackmail rape viol humil Mdom voy anal oral incest
By David Waledich
Copyright reserved 2003
The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment and
has been posted only to an appropriate group on the Internet. If it is
found in any other place this is not the responsibility of the author.
All characters in this story are fictitious, any similarity to
persons living or dead is purely coincidental. The author does not
condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this
story, some of which are dangerous or illegal. He does not condone
actual violence against women or men, or non consensual sex.
These stories are a sexual fantasy, nothing more.
Destiny Part 2
Life got easier. There were the occasional threesomes with women that
Nile picked up and brought home, but for the most part the presents and the
snorting made up for it. And there was enough money that she could
sometimes give some to her Mother, or buy her presents. And money and
presents makes life easier. It was about a month later that the true depth
of what she was into hit her. They had finished an evening out together,
dinner followed by a cocktail bar, when Nile's mobile rang. He listened,
then stood up and told Destiny they were leaving. The car drove through
Hackney to the backstreets, where the old warehouses were. Nile helped
Destiny out of the car, all gentlemanly, as though they were arriving at a
west end club. Desmond was waiting in the door of a warehouse. He smiled
at Destiny in a way she didn't like. It was a smile that said "I have
fucked your ass, bitch, and you know it." He lead the way and they
followed, up several flights of stairs, stinking of stale urine. Destiny
heard the noises before she saw the girl. They were strangled, choked back
cries, like an animal being garrotted. Then she saw a table in the middle
of the room. It was an ordinary office table, fake veneer over chipboard,
silver drawer handles, like the kind of desk you find in old offices
anywhere. And over the table was bent a black girl. Standing behind her
was a man, fucking her. Or really all Destiny saw in the light was a pair
of muscular black buttocks thrusting regularly and violently against the
girl's rear. And holding her down on the table was Ashea. As they entered
Destiny remembered Ashea turning and looking at her and giving her a dull
resigned smile. The girl on the table tried to struggle up, but Ashea put
all her weight down on her shoulders and pushed her back down again. Nile
walked forwards and Destiny had to follow. She felt sick, really deep in
the pit of her stomach. She was watching a girl get raped.
As they came round in front of her Destiny saw the gag stuck in her
mouth, clamping her jaws wide open, and the terrible wide tear-stained
eyes. In the darkness of the room she could see several other men in the
darkness. Just vague dark shapes. She felt their presences more than she
could really see them. Big dark foreboding presences, like evil spirits,
hovering on the edge of the light. But more substantial than that. Large
physical presences, that were strong, violent, waiting... As though far
away Destiny heard Nile's voice. "How many has she had?" The man fucking
into her looked up and replied "I'm the third." Nile nodded. "And her
ass?" The man smiled. "Not yet." Nile smiled, and it made Destiny's blood
run cold at the sight of it. "What are you waiting for then?" The man drew
his cock out of the girl's rear, guided it up the spread crack of her ass
and pressed it in against her asshole. It took the combined strength of
the man and Ashea to hold her down on the table as he slowly forced himself
up her bottom. Her back arched and she let out an unholy scream of pain
against the spit soaked gag in her mouth. Suddenly Destiny heard a whimper
from nearby in the darkness, a moan of anguish. As her eyes accustomed to
the darkness she could now see a man, tied to a chair, his arms behind him.
There was blood on his face, dark wet against his dark skin. Nile heard
the noise too because he turned towards him. "What were you thinking,
Digga? D'you think we wouldn't find out? You screw us over, and we screw
Charleene over. Don't we Charleene? How do you like it? Is it nice being
screwed over? I don't think she likes it, Digga. What do you say?" He
couldn't say anything. His mouth was gagged too. But a series of
incomprehensible mumbles came out. "I can't hear you." With a groan of
pleasure the man up Charleene's ass shot his spunk up her backside,
drowning out any other noise. "Unless you show us some more respect, you
ain't walking out of here tonight with your balls intact, Digga, my man.
In fact you'll be lucky if you're walking at all." The man stepped away
from the girl, doing up his trousers. Relieved of the pain of the rape,
she had stopped wriggling and lay slumped on the table, panting for breath.
Ashea walked away from her. "You take over" she said to Destiny. "My
fucking arms ache." Destiny looked round at Nile, desperately, looking for
confirmation. "Yeah, go on" Nile said. "It's a rule. The sisters have to
hold down the sisters." Desmond walked up behind Charleene, unzipping his
trousers. Destiny hesitated. Nile's voice hardened. "Don't let me down,
Destiny. Not with all these guys watching". Destiny looked at the girl,
Shaking on the table, her naked body wracked with sobs. Could she be part
of this? Nile hissed in her ear: "They're looking at your sweet little
black ass sweetheart. At the word from me, it'll be you over that table,
not Charleene. And there'll be no shortage of volunteers in this room, I
can tell you".
Destiny dropped her eyes, stepped forwards and put her hands on
Charleene's shoulders, holding her down. Her wrists were tied behind her
back, so all she had to do was hold her in place. Desmond stepped up to
her, his stiff black cock in his hand. It was the first time Destiny had
actually seen it, and now she realised why Nile had engineered that he had
been the first to fuck her in his place, a month before. He was big,
really big. He guided it between her buttocks and forced it against her
anus. A terrible animal noise was wrung out of the helpless girl and she
bucked against Destiny's hands. It took all her weight to push her back
down. Where she was Destiny had a clear view of Desmond's long cock
disappearing up into the girl's wide open hips. Finally he was fully
embedded, so he gripped the sides of the table and started to fuck her with
all his strength. Destiny couldn't look at the girl under her, so she
looked up at Desmond. He was staring right into her eyes, his face set in
a violent grimace. Every time he thrust into the helpless black girl
underneath him on the table, his mask-like face twitched with the exertion.
She didn't want to see into his soul. There was a look of pure malignant
evil in his eyes that made Destiny look away, and back down at Charleene's
twisting half naked body. It was easier to look at the victim receiving
the pain than the eyes of the man inflicting it. And this was the man who
had raped her own ass, with the same ferocity that he was now fucking
Charleene. She tried to close her mind to what she was doing, but every
jerk of the girl's shoulders under her hands brought her back to herself.
Desmond pulled his whole length back out of her and Destiny caught a
glimpse of it, long and shining, rigid with a life of its own, before his
hand gripped it and shoved it back up her bottom. Her body writhed like a
fish on the table at the pain of the reinsertion. Pleased with the effect
Desmond wrenched it out and forced it back in several times in a row,
before finally sheathing himself up to the balls and coming deep inside her
bowels. At the moment he came Destiny glanced up at him, and his eyes were
staring straight into hers. As the spasms shook his body his eyes
convulsed closed, and Destiny was able to look away again. It took him
several long moments to come, and longer as he rested inside her, panting
softly. Eventually he withdrew, and as he walked away, zipping himself
back up.
Charleene was lifted off the table and pushed down to her knees in front
of Nile, who slipped his cock out of her trousers. The gag was removed and
her head pushed down onto his cock. ``Suck it well, bitch. I ordered
this. I made this happen to you. And you are going to suck me well.'' For
a moment he just stood there, watching the girl's mouth slide back and
forth, then he turned back to Digga. ``What do you reckon, Digga, my man?
Do you reckon your sis gives good head?'' Suddenly Destiny realised. This
wasn't his girlfriend. This was his sister being gang banged, his own
flesh and blood. She thought she was going to throw up. ``Why don't you
find out, Digga?'' Nile pushes Charleene back, and his cock pops out of her
mouth with a loud sucking plop. ``Get his trousers down.'' Two men step
forward and rip Digga's trousers down off his legs, despite his kicking and
struggling against the ropes that held him to the chair. His cock flops
out against his thigh, small and shrivelled with fear. Holding her tight
by the hair Nile forces Charleene to walk on her knees towards her
brother's groin. ``Suck his dick Charleene. Then we'll let you go.''
``Please, Nile. Please don't make me do this. Please''. ``Do it
Charleene. Or I swear I'll have it cut off. And his balls.'' With a groan
Charleene bent down and put her head in Digga's lap, taking his penis
between her lips. ``Suck it well and good Charleene.'' Nile grabbed her
head and started to force it back and forth until he could see that despite
itself Digga'' cock was starting to harden and swell in her mouth. ``What
a lovely image of family love, eh guys?'' taunted Nile, as he stepped away
and left Charleene bobbing her head back and forth along the black shaft.
Nile turned to Destiny and she dropped her gaze, hoping that he didn't
have time to see the look of horror on her face. ``Let's go, Des.''
Destiny felt a rush of relief as she realised they were leaving. But just
before he stepped down the stairs Nile turned back. "Okay guys, you can
fuck her up the ass again. And if any of you feel like it, fuck him up the
ass too." As they left Destiny heard a high wail of pain as a new man
entered Charleene, and then they were down the stairs and away.
As they sat in the car on the way back to the apartment Destiny became
aware that Nile was brooding on something. His whole muscular frame was
stiff and tense. Eventually he spoke, very softly. I shouldn't have had
to repeat myself to you. In front of my men you do what I say. Instantly.
No questions. Is that understood? Yes Destiny replied. I'm sorry. He
thought for a bit and then he said, some day soon I shall test you. If you
don't do what I say instantly, without hesitation, then our relationship is
over. Is that understood? And when I'm not protecting you, you will be
fair game for the others. You get my drift?
Yes, she replied. She didn't dare look up from her hands in her lap.
Good. When we get in I have a couple of calls to make. I want you to go
straight upstairs, take your clothes off and bend over the bed. I want you
to hold your buttocks open and wait for me. Understood? Yes, Nile, she
replied. When they arrived home she got out of the car and when he opened
the door of the apartment she immediately went straight upstairs, precisely
as he had instructed. She hadn't looked at him since he had spoken to her
in the car. She didn't want to look at him, in case his eyes were somehow
like Desmond's eyes, filled with hate and violence. She tried not to think
as she undressed, folding her clothes neatly and placing them on the floor.
She was bent over the bed for about five minutes, listening to his voice on
the phone downstairs. And all along she held her bottom open with her
hands. Wide open. Finally she heard his tread on the stairs and the door
opened. He didn't enter her immediately. He took his clothes off in a
leisurely fashion, as though getting re3ady for bed on an ordinary day, as
though she wasn't lying there with her arse open and waiting for him, her
anus like a small puckered eye. Finally he left his bracelets on the
bedside table and stark naked came round behind her, crouched down and
drove his erect cock up her bottom. It was so sudden and so deep that she
let out a cry of pain, before she had time to grind her teeth together and
smother it. There was no lubrication on his cock, and it took a long time
for her anus to relax, but he fucked into her brutally. And she knew
perfectly well, although he never said it, that unrolling in his mind was
the image of herself being gang-banged over that desk in the warehouse,
just like Charleene. He was getting off on the fact that he had the power
to have her raped. He just had to issue the command. Just as he had
ordered Charleene's rape. In her mind she could see Charleene on her knees
in front of Nile, her wrists tied behind her back, her head bobbing back
and forth along his black cock. And that same cock was now buggering her
own rear. It was a relief when he came, and even more of a relief when he
withdrew and the pain of being inside her went. I don't want you in bed
with me tonight, Destiny, he said. Put your clothes on and get out. As
she pulled her trousers back up over her buttocks she could feel his semen
moving like living oil inside her rectum, and a small drop of it oozed out
of her and into her knickers. But the cruel and silent buggering her had
just carried out on her was nothing compared to the memories of what she
had seen that night. That was what really hurt, and what really haunted
her. That night she couldn't sleep because whenever she closed her eyes
she remembered the girl wriggling like a fish under her hands, and the men
standing round in the darkness watching and waiting their turn.
She wondered how she was ever going to get out of this life. Was there
an escape for her that didn't end up in another similar warehouse, bent
over a table being gang-banged? She dreamed about shipping him and the
others to the police, but in her heart she knew that they would always be
able to get to her, or to her family. There would be nowhere she could get
away. Now Destiny knew and understood the cold resigned stare that Ashea
had. It was the stare of one who had no hope and no escape.
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