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ReSent-Message-ID: <Pine.LNX.4.58.0409081038320.19701@sara.asstr-mirror.org> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2004 19:09:52 +0100 X-Original-Subject: another offering... Subject: {ASSM} Just another statistic (S/M, snuff) by Banfield Lines: 257 Date: Sun, 12 Sep 2004 10:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2004/49161> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: IceAltar, newsman <1st attachment, "Just another statistic.doc" begin> Just another statistic S-M-Snuff by Banfield He knew there was trouble ahead - sort of sensed it. He was at a loose end. No girlfriend, no mates and no family to speak of. It was getting late. The pubs were closed and the boozers gone their staggering, swaying way. The night clubs were still in full swing but he wasn't a clubber. Since he'd lost his girlfriend...no doubt because of his unadveturous lifestyle, he was feeling pretty low with nothing to live for. The night was warm, the dark sky twinkled with a million stars. The road he was walking was dimly-lit and under a dim lamp he spotted the trio. By their height he reckoned they were males. All were slim, but as he drew closer he saw two of them in skirts - micro-mini no less, and the third in tight jeans. Then he could discern their breasts and hair-length. A sigh of relief came from him. Shouldn't be any trouble now. He quickened his pace with more confidence. A thought did cross his mind though. There had been several reports in the press recently of girl-gangs going about mugging women and girls, and in some cases, assaulting blokes. One case he'd read about with interest was where a gang of three girls had beaten up a squaddie of all things. They'd flirted a bit with him, asked him for some chips he'd had and then, for some reason, began knocking him about. He'd obviously said something to annoy them. Anyway, he was thrown to the ground, kicked and spat at and eventually left in a heap of bruised, cut and sorry state. It was happening too often. He put the thought out of mind as he approached them. It was disconcerting that they were all taller than he, but as they were female.... They watched him drew close, grins spread over their attractive faces. They were dressed for night- clubbing, their tops were well open revealling the firm side elevations of their breasts. The girl wearing jeans looked as if she'd been poured into them, they looked skin-tight and shewed every contour of her hips, thighs, calves, buttocks and groin. He didn't want to look too closely...just a glance. His heartbeats told him he was excited...and something else. 'Where're y'going?' came the question. He automatically smiled. It wasn't often he was addressed by the opposite sex first off. 'Home,' he replied with a question in its tone. 'Oh yes, and where's that?' asked another. 'About half a mile.' 'Mind if we tag along?' Gosh, golly! His mind was in a whirl. Three gorgeous, knock-dead beauties actually "picking me up"! he marvelled. He agreed...'Sure, why not?' He felt it okay to look at them. They were all about his height - round about 5' 10" to 11". Terrific bodies. He could smell their perfume wafting from them. They kept asking questions...name, age, friends, relatives, job. Then a question was asked that didn't seem unusual - not today: 'Do you prefer girls or men?' He was quick to reply: 'Girls, of course!' They laughed in typical girlie fashion. As they walked the questions became more and more personal: 'What do you think of my figure, and hers and hers?' 'Terrific,' he replied. 'Do you think I'm sexy?' 'Yeah, very!' He felt his member stirring. It had been ages since... 'What do you think of my bum, then?' aaked the girl in jeans as they stepped under a street lamp. She stepped ahead and patted her right cheek tightly sheaved by the denim fabric. 'Mmm...nice,' he said, feeling his mouth go tinder-dry. 'Would you say mine's better?' asked one wearing a breathtaking micro-mini, her long, long legs soaring up under the fringe of her skirt. He gulped, feeling his senses go into an overdrive. He kept wondering why they were teasing him like that. 'Yeah, terrific,' he replied lamely. She had a marvellous derriere...they all had, but to him, only nice to look at and touch. Bums had only one function in his books...no two, actually...to sit on and to shit from. They reached a dark alley. When they started leading into it he be- gan to protest: 'No, that's not the way! It's down there,' pointing down the road ahead. Suddenly he felt his arms gripped. The hands felt strong...too strong for females, but they *were* none , no doubt about that. Their faces, hair, those breasts. Against his will they took him along the dark alley and came out to a few houses. To one of them he was dragged...a detached house. Inside they threw him to the floor and stood over him with triumphant grins on their faces. He stared questioning at each of them. They were stunning-looking girls now that they were in the full light, and very sexy. He didn't know whether to smile or what; and then he saw something. At once he tensed, his expression was of shock. One of the girls wearing a mini-skirt had a bulge sticking out under the material! He stared up at her face, looked at her prominent breasts and back at the bulge. 'Oh, my God!' he gasped. At that moment the girl stepped over him, astride his chest. She lifted the hem of her skirt and he gave an audible gasp. There, under the delicate silk gusset of her knickers could be seen the unmistakable penis! It looked huge even although it was not fully erect. 'Who's first then?' she asked, regarding him with a lecherous grin. The man, staring, saw that she had lovely long hair. Dark and flowing with gentle waves past her shoulders. His eyes widened when she began unbuttoning her silky blouse. Curiosity as well as horror burned in his eyes as the garment fell open to reveal a pair of exquisite breasts half cupped with a black bra. The whole concept of a female sporting a male member threw him into a confused state. The girl, standing tall and statuesque, reached behind to unclip the lacy bra. Transfixed, bedazzled, he saw the full exposure of her amazing boobs. They looked perfect, absolutely fascinating with those prominent nipples surrounded by the dark aureolas. Then her hands moved down to the clasp of her skirt. Slowly, teasingly, she unclipped the clasp and let the mini-skirt drop down her long legs. Again he stared with wide eyes and gaping mouth. The knickers she wore were the briefest imaginable, high-waisted and black to match her bra. But what captured his sight and troubled attention was the bulge of the gusset. It was growing bigger by the second! He started to get agitated to see the line of pubic hair above the waist-line of the garment and hair on each side of the gusset. His agitation got worse when she took the waist by her thumbs and began pushing downwards. Then he gulped nervously, his eyes bulged as that masculine enormity came into view. It sprang out from its confinement as if rejoicing at its freedom. It then grew into its full tumescence and all its glory. To the abducted victim, it was awesome, frightening and yet fascinating. It reared up to a rampant state to reveal the girl's full and well-primed testicles. 'No...no...no!' he wailed. The girl merely grinned, took her penis in one hand and drew the foreskin back to expose the shiny, purplish dome. 'Okay, girls, get him ready for me.' At once, the other two stripped him naked, flinging his clothes away. They then grabbed a leg each and forced his knees to his chest lifting his behind off the floor to expose his anus. As much as he struggled, the young man couldn't escape. The girl standing before him threw off her blouse. She was now as naked as he - a beautiful, seductive creature with a powerful erection jutting ominously from her groin. She dropped to her knees smiling cruelly, her lovely eyes fixed to his. He groaned as she placed the dome of her weapon at his anus. 'So you're not going to lubricate it then?' one of the girls asked as held him ready and accessible. 'He's going to feel me as I am,' she replied, and gave an almighty thrust. The man gave a pained yell as the girl drove her 8" penis up into his tight, protesting rectum. He closed his eyes for a second and then opened them to stare pitying ly into hers...but saw no pity, only a crazed lust. She began pumping her hips back and forth right up to the hilt of her violating prick. He felt every movement, every thrust as it rammed home, even felt her testicles thumping up against his stretched buttocks. The assault went on for ages... endlessly for him, and then, with a gasp, a violent shove and she let out a sensuous sigh. He knew by the feel of it that she had ejaculated. Her moans were proof enough, but he also felt the quick swelling of the offending enormity in his rectum. She fell forward onto him, her face glistening with sweat. Suddenly, to his surprise, she clamped her full lips on his and sucked his tongue into her mouth. That, her breasts pressed against his chest and her shrinking penis inside him, he started to feel different, a sense of relief, a sense sensuality. That was until the girl's place was taken by one of the pair holding him. He opened his eyes: 'Oh no!' he groaned seeing the second girl divesting herself. The second assault came with as much force as the first. Neither had been gentle, neither shewed any inkling of affection. All their pretence of flirtation, friendliness and pleasantries were gone - to be brushed aside and replaced with savage,lustcrazed rape. It seemed unreal to him, seeing it in their eyes, hearing their grunts with every forceful thrust; and yet, by the sheer beauty of them, the very femininity of their features from head to toe, so incongruous, so phenominal...and to have massive pricks, testicles and the brutishness of males. The girl, a seductive she-male, rammed herself deep into him with throaty grunts. Her beguiling eyes, tastefully lined with kohl regarding him with a sexual fever. It wasn't long before beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, trickled with minute rivulets from her armpits and gave her breasts a sheen of shimmering gloss. When she reached her climax and ejaculated into his bowel, she gave out a ferocious roar, squeals and then deep-throated grunts as her thick, viscid semen blasted from her member. The victim then let out a cry as she flopped down onto him and buried her sharp teeth into his breast. Moments went by as her penis subsided and lost its rampant hard- ness. He felt it withdraw from his anus with an audible plop. She lifted her sweat-sheened body from him that made another suctioning sound. 'God, that was great,' she murmured, 'So much nicer to fuck an unwilling guy...much tighter down there. A nice virgin.' And now it was the third girl's turn in the gang-rape. She had been over an hour with a raging hard-on and a flaming desire. Her penis fully erect as she knelt holding him down. Her member, quite as awe- some as her companions', had stretched out eagerly to find solace by touching his head and the side of his face. The sated girl, although weakened by her excess, quickly changed places and grinned triumphant ly at the victim's tearful eyes. He, aware of the forthcoming third onslaught, groaned with despair: 'No more!' His fundament felt so abused, torn and ravaged...but the girl had different ideas: She asked her friends to release his legs. 'Hold his head.' She turned her back to his gaze and squatted astride his heaving chest to present her smooth-skinned bottom. He gave a protesting wail as the girl's anus met his mouth. Every sense rebelled as he stared at the proffered orifice. 'No, not that! I'm not going to!' he gasped in horror. 'You'll do it or I'll bite your tongue off,' came the stern threat. 'And I'll bite your prick off,' added the first girl who had by then recovered from her hedonistic bliss. Terrified by the threats rather than believing, he unhappily extended his tongue and cringed when it touched the crinkled flanges encircling the pinched orifice. He forced himself to lick her anus feeling her balls bob against his quivering chin. She was clenching her fist around her meaty column, jerking it to retain its hardness. 'Come on, get it in, get it in!' she urged, 'I wanna feel your tongue up my arsehole! If you don't, I'll bite it off and you'll see it disappear up there.' He shuddered at the thought and frantically delved his tongue as hard as he could against the ungiving entrance to her rectum. Then, to his relief coupled with shame and disgust, she relaxed the sphincter. The opening went slack and his tongue slipped in. At once he grimaced at the tart, metallic flavour which again roused his fevered disgust. 'Deeper, deeper!' she demanded huskily, 'I wanna feel it all inside!' For a moment her sphincter clamped over his tongue then loosened its grip. He strained every muscle and sinew available to do her de- grading demand - fearing that she would carry out her dire threat. Now he began to wish that she bugger him as the others had; but that was not to be. All at once she lifted herself. He trembled with fear thinking she had lost patience with him and was going to rip his tongue out because of its poor performance. Instead, she turned to face him telling her cohorts to his head. There, looming over his face, was her frightening member, a massive penis topped by its huge glisten- ing dome. Without any word or sound of warning she plunged the enormity into his mouth and sent the crown surging to the back of his throat brushing aside the uvula. 'Now suck it, you bastard!' she grunted ignoring his pitiful stare. Silently praying it would not take long, he obeyed her, only able to take a third of her penis into his mouth. Constantly he kept looking up at her, her jutting breasts her feminine features. It kept him from feeling sick...an assurance that the monstrous thing in his mouth was that of...not exactly a male but a female. He sucked solid flesh with the urgency of a desperate man until he heard and sensed her approaching orgasm. He heard her gasp and utter the words: 'Hold him tightly!' Just as he expected the salvo to spurt she rammed her penis the whole length into his mouth. It went way past his throat entrance and into his gullet as it spewed the contents of her testicles. Her bush of pubic hair smothered his nostrils, her balls rested on his Adam's Apple. There was nothing he could do. There was a small article in the paper two days later: "A young man's body was found on Greenwich Common by a man walking his dog. It is believed that he was a homosexual and had fallen foul of two or more other homosexual males and was killed and mutillated. Police are questioning known homosexuals in the hope of leads." He was, in truth, merely another statistic. 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