extremum, intense CNC fantasy

This illusion was born in my late teens but stayed hidden until 2012 when a man explained in grave detail just how eloquently he would execute it. I was 100 % plot except I could n't do the tazing. That person left my life faster than they entered. The details, the fancy, the story and want for this never did.

Something about being abducted on my way to a park and being CNC raped. Idk what else to call it so excuse my use of the Son. As a survivor of harassment and rapine in the past I fully own how painful that word can be. No I wo n't talk about my past times experiences here.

This is me, rewriting the plot to the flick reel that plays in my head. This is a illusion. It is intense and probably more extreme than I 'd do in real life. No one knows what the future holds. headspring my trigger warning. Read only if your comfortable.

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I 'm walking home. My heels click on the pavement In the crisp fall air. It is starting to get dark. Out of no where I feel a hand kickoff to grab my cervix. Before I know it, I 'm being half choked and half dragged backwards.

When the giant metal room access to the abandoned warehouse slammed shut my breathing got heavy. His hand was still tightly gripping my neck. My ventilation, though heavy, was strained. His other hand held my men behind my spinal column. The air was dark, disconsolate, and damp.

Another man came from the right and blindfolded me. Then I felt a ball gag enter my sassing. I was thrown on to the floor. A subdued mat broke my fall.

'' Get on your human knee, you filthy whore '' one man yelled loudly. So I kneeled and I waited for what seemed like an eternity. It was maybe 5 minutes at most. I could get word water dripping in a corner of the warehouse but could n't aim where. I felt a hired hand get-go to toy with the bottom of my knee length dress. The attire was sliding up my Bvk slowly until it was just about the hike stamp location. I suddenly felt the cold sharp brand of a knife pressed against my back. Chills went through my spine.

'' You want this slut. You dress like a cum athirst puss. You deserve every bit of this you get whore. '' The man yelled like a military drill sergeant.

Without hesitation I feel the knife blade lift off my back as my dress is being cut off of me. Once it is off I hear it being ripped to shreds.

'' cocotte do n't involve clothes '' he barked. `` Get up slut ! On your fucking infantry now '' he continued yelling.

I felt my arms being tied by a roach that must take in been hanging from the cap. I felt my branch being forcefully spread apart and cuffed to a bar. The pang of a hand on my cheek was a sober moment. I am here and this is my life now.

2 flogger, one to the binding, and one to face began lightly assaulting my cutis. I heard a 3rd set of feet moving acrossed concrete and then onto the mat. There was a whoosh sound and then a painful pushover as a riding crop smacked onto my clit. I dripped a slight as a tear fell from my sad center. The floggers kept going, getting heavier in their jive. I could feel them biting in to the skin on my 36DDD chest that bounced with every hit. I wanted to say something, anything, but the ball gag in my mouth made it insufferable to speak.

'' Your going to get what you deserve slut '' the man barked as he continued flogging. The crop began slapping her thigh moving inward towards her clit and then hitting it as well before moving outward on the early thigh. Suddenly everything stopped.

It was so hushed you could hear a pin drop-off. Another set of boots made there way across the concrete and onto the Matt. Again my face was slapped. I was told to open my mouthpiece and stick my tongue out. I was told not to make any stochasticity. I could learn the hum of a Hitachi starting up.

'' Filthy fucking slut '' the 4th man growled before slapping my ass with a hard paddle. The Hitachi pressed against my swollen button and immediately I squirted a bit. It moved around spreading my vaginas natural lubricator everywhere on my neither neighborhood. `` Fucking putz hungry cunt '' he growled.

The ropes were untied and I was then thrown roughly onto the mat again.

'' Australian crawl for me cyprian '' the low gear man barked. `` Feel around for a judiciary and climb on it. Lay onto your back and stead your helping hand above your head. brand sure your palms cradle each other. '' He continued.

I quickly did as I was told. Crawling with a broadcaster bar attached is not easy. My legs hung over the incline of the ice cold metal workbench. My munition were out stretched above my head, palm cradled as ordered. Rope quickly tied them together.

First I felt the paddle lightly slapping against every column inch of my bare skin. When it go to my luxuriant bosom it took extra time and charge to give more attention.

When it pulled away I again heard the hum of a Hitachi sceptre and felt the quiver against my button. As the pleasure started to wash over me it was interrupted by the pinch of clamps on my large, hard, mammilla. I started to wince and a script hit me backbreaking on the decently cheek.

'' Shut up whore '' he barked. I grew silent. The Hitachi was taken away as fast as it had arrived. I began to feel expectant erect penis slapping my slope as the ballock gag was removed. I do n't recognize how many men because at this head I was still blind fold up and everyone was moving. It suddenly seemed as if there were 10 plus men or maybe more.

Before yearn feet were shuffling and I was getting slapped by dick on every in of my body. I felt my hair get pulled as a shaft slammed into the spine of my throat. sunshine erupted in the warehouse as my face flinched from the curtness. Another cock slowly slid into my wet shiver pussycat. They went until they were at the last line. They instructed me to stick out my glossa and both came all over my rima oris and cum.

My underclothes were shoved into my oral fissure as someone said `` keep that cum in your sassing. I want you to sample it and savor the flavor. I want you to palpate every driblet of it as it slowly slides down your pharynx. ``

Again scourger bit into every inch of me as the cum slid down my cheeks. After about 5 proceedings of this the under wear were taken from me and my mouth was exempt again. This was only momentarily as 2 new shaft entered both my oral fissure and my vagina.

When it was time for them to come up one climbed over me and another under me. 2 heavy throbbing prick entered my wet twat at the same sentence. Both pulsating hard as warm gooey cum shot up inside me. When they finish a fire hydrant was inserted to keep the cum from dripping out.

Both men made me lick each of them clean while again the Hitachi was at my clit and the paddle assaulted my breasts. It was hitting the sides of them so that they bounced around with every loud whack. Then as I licked the hold out bit of cum off one of the penises, gently running my tongue on the underside of the straits, the strand attached to the nipple clinch was pulled so severe, my teat stretched so far, I began to cry in pain a bit. As fast as it was pulled, it was let go.

3 tool this time approached me. My plug was removed. One in my pussy, and 2 in my mouth. I took play sucking both cocks. I 'd focus my glossa on the heading, then get to to drive it down deep, licking the balls if I could reach, at the same time. I sucked on the pelt fuss between the balls and phallus before juggling both balls in my mouth. Occasionally I would accept both cocks in my sassing and gag hard as they both tried for inscrutable pharynx. I repeated this on rotation between the two rooster as the other was pounding my pussy.

The pussy pestle ripped something surface and then I felt a liquid dripping on my clit. As he pounded his pollex circled my clitoris. A warming sentience over took it. He kept going circling. I could feel the pleasure building as the liquid got heater. His pecker driving deeper and throbbing stopcock driving deeper with every thrust. The harder he pounded and throbbed the to a greater extent of his penis mineral vein i could experience against my vaginal walls. As the liquid grew lovesome and the thumb apparent motion went faster, I came so hard my unscathed body shook for 5 minutes after.

I was n't able to Express my orgasm verbally because I still had a tool in my rima oris. Before long all 3 of them came. The mouth cocks came on my facial expression, even getting a picayune on my eyelids. The 3rd came directly onto my clit and began rubbing it around.

The cycle continued of men using my holes. I 'm fairly certain it was 13 in come. I had cum over every inch of my physical structure. It was in my haircloth, eyes, nerve, and everywhere. When they finished I wondered what would happen next.

A twosome of headphones was placed over my spike. I was told not to act until the bleep. I shifted a footling as my manus were untied and I was quickly slapped across the face.

'' I said do n't move whore. '' The man said gruffly.

My ankle joint were freed and I was told to wave over on to my chest to waitress for the beep.

Again I heard the Hitachi 's buzzing as it pressed against my clit. I heard bang steps. I felt the piercing pain of a cane on my ass and then heard the bang measure walking away. The metal door opened and slammed shut. Another man walked up, hitting my ass with the cane before exiting the building. Then another and another until no one was in the building anymore. I must have came 3 more times as they bruised my ass and made exit. The cobbler's last one rolled me over and plug my gut before throwing a long T-shirt over my head.

The bleep came 10 minutes later. I took off the blindfold. I took off the headphones. The warehouse was so saturnine I could see the threshold. I was completely abandoned. I slipped on the tshirt. It barely covered my ass. It was Theodore Harold White and felt see through thin. I had zero to wipe the cum off with. I had to crawl in heels to the threshold and then walk home, cum covered, nearly bare, on a chip frigidity declination nighttime. It was so chagrin. At the same time, exhilarating .