The Dogan Compound

I’ll post some pics of the compound up here soon, I’ve just been sitting on this article for a while now, and thought I’d get it finally put up.

The Dogan is a different kind of place. Called both "Dogan" and "the Dogan" (either is correct, really - heck we don't really care what you call it, as long as you visit :) ) is a kind of combination of a whore house, slave den, prison and capture sim - and yet, at the same time, it is none of those. I'll explain the visions for Dogan, then we'll visit each of the things in the list above, and give some deeper explanations.

The Vision:
What we've envisioned for Dogan is a kind of human trafficking place. A former POW camp, that we found and fixed up (sort of). We capture or buy girls on the black market (completely RP, we don't really buy girls) and make them whores. Renting out their bodies for the pleasures of the clients. The camp is somewhat run-down, and in a bit of disrepair. The buildings are old and rusty, it isn't the cleanest environment. The idea was to give the impression that we'll spend as little money as possible to keep the camp (and the whores) in working order. After all, we're in this for the money, it's just an easy way to get a lot of money, with little effort on our parts - oh, well, yeah, and a reason to abuse the lovely whore flesh we have running around.

Is Dogan a prison?
No...well...kinda. Dogan has some cells and some cages, and an area for severe isolation. We are not a prison in that we have cell blocks and guards, and the prisoners are expected to be in their cells each night and all kinds of prison-ish rules and regulations. We are a prison in that we have...well...prisoners. Prisoners that we force into prostitution.

Is Dogan a slave camp?
Yes..aaaand no. Dogan's prisoners are forced into prostitution. So, they are, in essence, sex slaves. Though, do not expect them to call you "Master" or "Mistress" or whatever title you think a slave should use for a dominant. The theme is a contemporary one, not ancient Arabia, not Gor, not quasi-Gor, not antebellum southern. There are other places for that. Our whores are sex slaves, plain and simple. They are trapped and held prisoner here. Some of the whores have had their spirit broken and their will shattered, and are eager and willing to serve. Others have not, they are made of more rigid stuff. These might take a bit more convincing to get them to do what you want.

Is Dogan an escort sim?
No, not in the context that you have to pay L$1000 for 30 minutes of RP, no. While we welcome donations (hell, we even ENCOURAGE them!), the play is that once a client enters the compound, it is assumed they have already paid for whatever whore(s) they want to use. Tipping of the whores is allowed, any tips they receive are there's alone - but they should not be soliciting tips.

Is Dogan a capture sim?
No....aaaand yes...sorta, kinda. We do not have combat. We use no meters. Weapons are not allowed in the compound. We ask that you remove any bows, guns, slingshots, spit ball straws, swords, baseball bats, broken whiskey bottles (FULL whiskey bottles will be confiscated - and properly disposed of by the camp Madams), or anything else that could be conceivably considered a weapon. Exceptions to this are your normal dominant paraphernalia of things like crops, whips, cats o' nine, quirts, etc. Basically, if you're going to use it to torture a whore, it's all good; if you are going to use it in a fight, it's bad.

Roles:
Clients:
These are the visitors who wish to use the whores and slaves to their whim. Some come with a rather mean streak, and really like to abuse the girls, others are more just for a quickie.

camp whores:
New girls who arrive, either through capture or purchase, are designated at camp whores. Usually - but not always - they are a bit rambunctious, having not fully accepted their fate. They think that at some time in the future they'll be able to go back to their previous life. They fight the advances of the clients, and usually have to be 'shown their place' as it were - sometimes rather harshly.

camp slaves:
These girls have accepted their fate, they are easier to get along with, and some actually seem to enjoy their new life. They are resigned to their fate, and do what they can to make the best of what they realize is the rest of their life.

trustees:
camp slaves who have a bit (or a lot) of switch in them. The are prisoners, just as the slaves and whores are, but have gained favor with the Madams of the camp, and are allowed a little more responsibility.

Whore Handlers:
These are the dominants of the camp. They keep the whores inline, train them, try to break their spirit to make them slaves. They train the slaves to be better slaves, and provide back up for the trustees.

Dogan Madame:
This role is reserved for myself and Irena Zenovka - the proprietors of Dogan - and the Bound Beauty sim.

You might see a few other, specialized tags around besides those listed above. Generally though, whores, slaves and trustees are available for use by clients.

Little bitch...

At the Dark Den, we have a Mistress there, who is referred to as "Double Trouble". Recently, she bought a slave at one of our auctions. The slave, who had been kidnapped just weeks before her wedding, was a virgin. The poor thing has this idea in her head that she will someday resume her normal life. She doesn't realize, that what she is living now is the new "normal life" for her.

DT is, at heart, a geneticist. She gets ideas in her head, and begins to conjure up different medical experiments to perform. So, naturally, the first thing she did with this girl, was to get her to the medical ward, where she could carry out whatever nefarious experiments tickled her fancy. Next thing you know, DT is sporting a cute little red husky furrie girl on a leash. Yes, that's right. DT had changed the girl she purchased at auction, modified her genetically, to be, what seemed to me to be a little more than half husky. And, of course, DT being DT she could not stop there. Nuuuuu...she also had to give the puppy girl a little 'sumptin extra'. So she also grew a cock on the girl. No, not to replace her pussy, to compliment it. So DT took that innocent slave girl, and turned her into a hermaphrodite husky furrie.

Now, I know what your thinking - "what does this have to do with secondliefslut?" - well, dear reader, I'll tell you. You remember my girl d, right? I'm sure I mentioned her in the previous post. Anyway, d asked permission to witness an auction in Lez Zeppilin. Now, I'm a nice person, and I like my girls to have fun. I really didn't see any reason why she shouldn't be able to watch an auction. I can add that to my 'lessons learned' list though. d went to the auction, and when she came home, she was towing on a chain a toy she'd bought for the week. The girl's nice enough, and eager enough, and...well...slutty enough, so I let d off the hook without much in the way of punishment. And, to be fair, I didn't forbid her from making any purchase (I know better for next time though).

I watched as the husky wandered into view. She always looks so sad - hating what has been done to her, living the humiliation of losing part of her humanity, and having that fully functioning cock grown out of her clit. I had taken to carrying around a few dog biscuits...treats for the little thing. I pulled one out of my pocket, and showed it to her. She seemed a bit reluctant, but I guess hunger eventually took over, and she padded over to me, eating the treat from my hand. I petted her head, scratching her idly between the ears while I carried on conversations with those around me. Occasionally retrieving another doggie biscuit from my pocket, and letting the thing eat it.

Then the toy showed up, and with d nowhere around, of course it fell to me to take care of, and keep it from getting in any trouble. The toy was, of course, naked (as toys are apt to be - thought I'm grateful she is anatomically correct). I looked at the toy, and at the puppy, and back to the toy, and a grin came to my face. I'd befriended the puppy, who DT had named 'bitch'. I knew bitch had been a virgin when DT purchased her. More than just a virgin, that girl was a prude.

 

I was petting the thing, speaking to the toy "bitch here, is one of DT's creations" I told the toy.

"Oh, I see" they toy said, eyeing the freak-thing that was sitting beside her.

"My name is Aime, why do you call me such hard names?" the puppy asked.

"Hush, your name is 'bitch' - so says your owner." I could see the dejected look on its face. Its eyes becoming watery, I continued petting it, stroking its fur.

"Tell me, bitch, how many times has your owner raped you?" I asked it.

"That's not your business" the thing retorted, it's heart pounding. It whimpered that puppy sounding whimper and tried to back away from me.

I grabbed a handful of the thing's fir on the top of it's head, gritting my teeth, sounding like I was getting a bit annoyed "I asked you a question, bitch, ANSWER ME!"

"Ooouuwww" it almost howled, its mind full of fear, racing, she spat out number..."three."

"Only three? Gee, I thought it would have been more than that." I looked at the puppy, to see a single tear falling down the side of it's face. "I mean, if I had two dongs and a hot little puppy like you, I'd be raping that all the time." I chuckled as I said it, knowing those words would serve to beat her down another 1/2 notch or so.

Knowing DT, and what she likes..and also knowing exactly what DT did to the thing already, I crouched down in front of it, peering between its legs "Mmmmhmmm, doesn't look like DT has lost her touch, that is a nice looking....hmmm...package....you have there." I teased, reaching my hand forward as if to touch it "Does that thing work?" I prodded.

It looked around, probably looking to see if there was anyway to escape. "Please don't touch me there, its gross" the puppy said.

"Awww..." I said in a mocking baby tone "wassa matter? Wittle puppy don't like anyone touching their 'special' places?"

She shook her head "please...don't" she whispered. Poor thing, so modest before her abduction and subsequent transformation. She must have been horribly ashamed at having that extra appendage attached to her. 

I grabbed the fur on the side of its face, and yanked on it, it yelped, but it isn't like I cared, "Come closer" to ordered the toy.

"Yes Miss" the toy replied as it stepped closer.

"bitch, tell me what this slut smells like" I barked at the dog-girl.

It tried to back away, shaking its head "eewww..NOOO" it protested. I yanked again on the things fur, feeling a few strands pull loose. I shoved the thing's nose between the toys legs. It began to cry, hating every minute of its ordeal. The toy moaned - did I mention what a slut the toy is? - it moaned as the dog thing's cold, wet nose nuzzled between her legs. The puppy gagged, I thought it was going to throw up for certain, but it didn't. It was plainly obvious it did not like what it was being forced to do, didn't like it even a little bit.

I ordered the toy to lay on the ground, on her back, and of course, she complied. Next, I told the puppy to give the toy a few good licks on her cunt. The thing protested, rather loudly. Yanking again on bitch's fur, I pulled its not between the toy's legs, and watched as the puppy's tongue came out, hesitantly and slowly, the tip just touching the toy's sex. I gave bitch's head a good shove forward, smashing its nose against the toy's pelvis.

While the bitch was busy trying not to puke from having to lick the toy's pussy, I got busy with my fingers, sticking them into the bitch's cunt. It was dry, very dry. This scene was not exciting it in the least. I grinned and shoved a second finger into the tight dry hole, knowing the pain it was causing the puppy, taking great joy in the way it howled as my fingers dry-fucked it's pussy. I then worked my thumb into the puppy's ass. "Lick that cunt bitch, I want to hear that toy scream with pleasure from your tongue" I told it, while my fingers and thumb worked in and out of her dry pussy and ass in alternating strokes.

I pinched my fingers and thumb together inside the bitch, feeling them through the lining of flesh separating its cunt from his ass, and pulled back, stretching the taint. I pulled hard, feeling it stretch and my fingers beginning to loose ground. I gave a really good, hard yank of my hand, the fingers and thumb scraping along the dry flesh before popping free of their holes. It raised its head again, and yowled long and loud, before returning its attention to the wet cunt before it. A crowd had started to gather, folks coming of to see what all the howling and crying was about.

"Hey, how ya doin'?" one of the onlookers (who we'll call 'M'), a rather ruggedly handsome friend of mine asked.

I looked up at him "finger deep in dog right now, but good." I answered, with a wry grin on my face.

"She doesn't seem very willing," he said.

"No.." I chuckled a bit, "not very willing at all." One of those standing around, witnessing my finger rape of the puppy, was a  girl (that we'll call 'A') who, for reasons unbeknownst to me, doesn't like girls. I looked up at her, "You want some of the puppy?" I asked, "it has the parts you like."

"Hmm, I like the eager Mistress" she replied, "not crying. Hurts my fragile ego you know."

"We can tie it down, could be like a ride at Disneyland."

"I like ones I can break," M said with a laugh.

"Tie down," I went on, "let the girls go for a ride."

"It'd need a gag first, I couldn't listen to all of that nonsense," A commented.

"I can gag it for you, and muzzle it too, if you want." I wanted somebody to use this bitch in other ways that just making her eat out a toy, even though that was an act the bitch reviled, I thought more could be done to it, to completely break it's will. However, no such luck today.

"Is she your's?" M asked, "I thought she was DT's."

"She is DT's, but she was following me around like a...well...like a lost puppy, so I thought I'd put it to use."

The toy, meanwhile, was moaning and shuddering with pleasure. She wasn't screaming yet, which is what I told the dog to make her do. I stood up and, with my heel on the ground and the toes of my boots resting on the puppy's balls, I applied a little pressure. "I said make her scream with pleasure bitch, you're not doing that."

The thing wailed, mostly out of show I think because I wasn't even applying that much pressure. I stepped a little harder, "Make her fucking scream with pleasure" I ordered. Another howl, and when the dog returned to the toy's cunt, it went at it with gusto. Driving it's tongue deep into her, lapping for all it's life. "Good puppy" I told it, releasing the pressure on it's balls.

The puppy's face was matted and wet. Partially with the juices flowing from the toy, but mostly with the tears it was crying. Tears of pain, tears of humiliation. I wasn't finished with it yet though. I searched, around, and found a discarded tube of lubricant with a bit left in it. I squirted what was left in it on my hand and smeared it around, making her the entire hand was shining with the lube, clear up to my wrist.

I knelt behind the puppy again, and rubbed my lubed hand around it's cunt lips, transferring some of it to bitch. I then began to work my fingers into it's tight, dry, but somewhat lubed pussy. It was tight. Like a rubber band squeezing around my fingers. It howled again, yelping as it's pussy was stretched. I continued, ignoring its painful protests.

After getting my hand in to the thumb knuckle, I grabbed hold if its tail, using it for leverage, I grunted, and shoved my hand hard and fast into the bitch. I felt my knuckle bang against it's pelvic bone. It jumped, tried to scurry away, screaming and howling, but I held fast to the tail, yanking it back. I rested my hand in there for a moment. It was tight, and stretched wide, and since the puppy wasn't mine, I didn't want to give it any real damage, so I allowed it to stretch a little, while I made my hand into a fist, and then relaxed it a few times.

Slowly, I began to move my hand deeper into the puppy's pussy, pulling it back to the wrist, and moving it in again. It was loosening up, not quite as tight, and easier to move in and out of. The thing buried its tongue into the toy's pussy, lapping at it like crazy. I moved faster, balling my hand into a fist, I began to really let her have it, almost as if I was punching her insides.

She squirmed and yelped and cried. Mostly of it muffled by the toy's pussy. Finally the toy screamed out with pleasure as it came, drenching bitch's muzzle with her juices. bitch gagged and nearly threw up from the taste of what she considered to be nasty, dirtyness. I slowed own my fist fucking of it's cunt, pulled my arm out to the wrist. Leaving my fist balled, I stood, leaning over, I put my foot on it's ass, and yanked hard. A crunching sound filled the area as my knuckle ground against its pevlic bone. The pain shooting through my hand, numbing my forearm,was well worth that final act of indignation and pain I caused to bitch by yanking my hand out, fist and all.

bitch collapsed, small tendrils of blood could be seen oozing from its cunt, mixed with the lube. My hand and forearm were spotted with the bitch's blood. I presented it to the toy, who licked me clean.

My Gorgeous Pet

As I was looking for someone to thoroughly and completely abuse and humiliate me, I popped into the Heaven & Hell BDSM site. This place is great, a bit laggy, but they have a full range of awesome stuff. The only problem is that I almost never see anyone around there.  But today I was kind of lucky. Ok, first, a bit about the place if you haven't been there. They have a huge area with several different rooms. And when I say rooms, I really mean areas about the size of a high school gymnasium (relatively speaking of course). There is one for Bondage, one for Torture, a Prison, a Room of Beds for loving, a Dolcette Room (for eating), a Bathroom for...er...bathrooming (not that there is anything wrong with that) and I think a couple of others that I can't quite remember what they are at this particular moment.

They also have a maze down underneath it all for capture role playing. There is an entire Sim in SL dedicated to this, it is called CARP. I spent some time there early on, but it was extremely laggy, and the games just didn't seem to suit me. The idea was you would go into the maze and people would chase you. When they caught you, you would have to remove an article of clothing. So when you are completely naked, I guess you loose. Big whoop. The maze at Heaven & Hell is run different. The rules are, you go down into the maze, you are chased, captured and then the captor does whatever the hell he wants with you. Much more my kind of maze. Sad thing is, there is almost never anyone there.

 

But anyway, I was hanging out in the torture room when I saw this girl, all decked out in purple latex from head to toe, locked into a box which allows people access to any of her holes. She looked completely helpless and adorable. Bored, I started to torment her some. Teasing her about her predicament. Some n00b guy was walking around with his freebie cock sticking out of his pants. I hate guys that do that. It looks utterly ridiculous. Guys, take a bit of advice here; don't run around with your cock sticking out of your pants, please.

Anyway, I goaded this guy into using the caged slut. He used her pussy and her ass ruthlessly. She would have been screaming if not for the ball gag that was in her mouth. He started with her pussy. He walked up behind the cage and unceremoniously shoved his cock into her tight, dry pussy. She let out a muffled scream as he started humping her good and hard. After a while she started creating some lubrication and that made it easier for him to hump the hell of that little cunt.

He pumped his dick in and out of that latex slut's pussy until she was practically crying. Then he grinned a big grin as he slowly pulled his cock, now well moistened by the slut's pussy juices and his own precum, out of her pussy. She seemed to sigh a sigh of relief when he did. But that was short lived. Next he place his hands on her ass cheeks and pulled them part, exposing her extremely tiny little asshole. Her eyes began to widen and she started shaking her head from side to side as if she was trying to say 'No'. But we simply couldn't understand what she was saying through that gag. I grabbed the slut's left tit and pinched and yanked on the nipple. She made a loud muffled sound as spit dripped out of her mouth, around the ball gag.

Mr. N00b then rested the head of his wet prick against her little ass, and then forced it all inside her tight ass in one solid thrust. Her eyes bugged and she started making all kinds of noised through that gag. I laughed at her, walked around and kneeled in front of her, laughing at her and looking into her eyes and said "You fucking little slut, you know you like it" and slapped her good and hard across the face.

While Mr. N00b was wrecking this bitch's ass, I started in on her tits again, pinching, twisting and pulling them until they were red and angry. Mr. N00b released his load in that hot tight ass and I could hear her sobbing and crying as his cock, softened by the ejaculation, slipped out of her ass.

Later, the latex-clad slut wanted more punishment and humiliation. Not being a Domme, but having been known to switch on occasion, I told her I'd try to help her. So I strapped a chain to her collar and took her to the BSDM Bondage Bukkake dungeon. There I tied her to a wooden crate, and bade men to use her in any way they wished. I had to remove her ball gag as plenty wanted to fuck that pretty little mouth of hers - and plenty did. Man after man come to her and used her tight cunt, her extremely tight little asshole (well, it was before all this started, but by the time we were finished, her ass was nearly as gaping a hole as her well used cunt), and her mouth. She must have swallowed eight or nine loads of cum. And at least twice that much she took into each her ass and her pussy. The lined up like they weren't going to stop.

To give her a brief respite, I unshackled her and led her outside where she could stand, and let some of the cum drain from her. It was outside that I noticed something very enticing. A horse. Not some fake decoration-only horse either, this was a horse that was designed to be used! I grinned and yanked her chain and dragged her over to the horses pen, threw her in and instructed her to lick that gigantic horse cock. Which she did, the beautiful obedient little cum slut.

The cock was just too big for her to get ready by licking it, so I stepped into the pen, grabbed the fleshy meaty thing with both hands and started jerking it off. Once it started spewing its lubrication, I had her take the giant horse cock into her mouth. She gulped and looked at me pleadingly, but two sharp hits across her tits with my quirt was enough to make up her mind that I was not in the mood to offer mercy tonight. She grudgingly took the horse cock head into her mouth, opening her mouth as wide as she could. She gagged on the nasty, strong sour taste of the horse's lubricant, but holding the horse cock in one hand, I grabbed her ponytail and shoved her face deeper onto it, using the ponytail as a handle, I moved her head back and forth, her mouth enveloping not even a quarter of the horse's cock before she would gag as it reached her throat.

Tear were streaming down her face as her mouth was forced to fuck that horses cock. She seemed so relieved when I yanked her head off the thing telling her it was enough of that. She shouldn't have been relieved though. She shouldn't have protested so much. I hooked her wrist cuffs to her ankle cuffs so she was standing, but bent over, providing such easy access to her now widened pussy and ass. I maneuvered her into position under the horse. She figured out what was happening and started protesting loudly. More smart strikes from my quirt didn't shut the bitch slut up any though. She didn't want that gigantic horse cock inside her, but that didn't matter to me. She gave herself to me for this night, and since she wasn't owned by anyone, I was going to do my best to destroy that beautiful tight (at one time anyway) cunt of hers.

I guided the horse's cock to her pussy. Using my fingers to spread her lips and my other hand to guide the horse cock's head into it. The horse must have recognized the feeling of a hot warm tight pussy because it neighed and began humping himself into her without further assistance. The thing was ruthless. Shoving his cock all the way into her, humping and bucking. She was screaming from the pain, screaming from the humiliation. A nice crowd gathered around to watch this little bitch's cunt get brutalized by the stallion. It looked like she was going to pass out, so I gave her cheeks a couple of slaps with the quirt, bringing her to attention again. The cries and protests and screams really got my pussy juices flowing. It was then that I wished I had a cock so I could stick it in mouth, shut her up and have her suck me off while being fucked by a horse.

The brutal horse fucking only lasted about five minutes before the horse shot his load deep inside her body. She shuddered and screamed, and when the horse pulled out, she collapsed, the horse cum dripping from her brutalized pussy. I grabbed her ponytail telling her we could not leave this property a mess, and forced her face into the puddle of horse cum that had accumulated between her legs. Making her lick the horse cum from the ground was what really set me off. I came watching that.

My Baby's Father

He came back, finally, after what seems like forever being gone. The monster who brutally raped and impregnated me. He started of snide and arrogant and hurtful as usual.

"Well hello, darling mother of my child" he said.

"Hello Sir" I replied.

"Looks like my little bitch breeder is more respectful today."

What could I do? I knew my fate and I had to accept it. Unless I wanted my baby to die, or both of us to die. "Yes Sir, I have accepted my fate, but that doesn't mean I have to like it," I said.

He shrugged mockingly "Well, I guess its in your best interest to submit. I mean, how are you going to get your daughter to lick your cunt if I beat it out of you?"

Me- 6 months pregnant, with the monster that made me that way.

I lowered my head and cried. Trying not to let him know how much his words burned in me. Trying not to let him know how much I wanted to kill him. If only I had the chance, I would take it without any second thoughts. He punched me in the side, sending a dull rumbling pain throughout my body. "Am I right bitch?" he screamed at me.

"Yes Sir." I wailed in pain and frustration.

"What am I right about you fucking dumb bitch breeder?" he snarled.

Barely bringing myself to say it, I didn't want to say it, but I was scared. Seriously scared. I didn't want to die, and I didn't want any harm to come to my baby. "That I cannot have my daughter lick my pussy if you beat her out of me." I sobbed. I was crying uncontrollably now. I know he enjoyed it. He was loving seeing me like this. It was getting him hot and hard and horny.

He laughed. A gay, joyous and victorious laugh. "I always know how to say the most hurtful things, don't I," he said, still laughing at me.

"Yes" was all I could manage to eek out as a reply. I screamed out in pain again as he let loose with his boot. He kicked my side, hard, sending more shocks of pain throughout my body. Almost immediately the spot he kicked me started swelling and becoming discolored.

"Yes what" he demanded. I could hear the anger rising in his voice, I could see his neck muscles tensing. This was getting very close to being a near death experience.

"Yes Sir" I managed between sobs as I held the spot where he kicked me, and rolled over on my other side. There I was, on my side, a welt forming where he kicked me, naked and six months pregnant with his bastard child.

He snorted and said "Maybe I should marry your little whore ass. So we could be a nice little family. Whore mom, training her whore daughter for daddy." Things were tense, very tense, I knew if I didn't say the right thing, it could all be over for me and my unborn child. I had always been scared of him. I had always known he was capable of murder, but I hand't been this frightened of him...truly frightened of him before.

"If that is your wish, Sir" I managed to whimper.

"At what age do you think we should start her anal training?" His tone was softer now, as if the anger had subsided. It caused me to relax a little bit.

Crying I said "Puh...please don't make me do that..Sir." Hoping my free use of the word 'Sir' would placate him and he would get off the subject of ass raping my child. It didn't. He spread his hands, brandishing his damned knife, threateningly over my belly. Instinctively I covered my belly, "NO! NO PLEASE DON'T!" I screamed. Then, tentatively "15" I said.

"15?" He snickered.

"To young?" I said defiantly then added "17?" I don't know what came over me. Sometimes I do things in my own worst interest. As soon as those words escaped my lips, I knew, I just knew it was the end. I could see his face getting red as he took in what I had said. Then he laughed again. That evil, maniacal, hateful laugh of his.

"If she has half the sex drive as you, before 10 I would say. But you could start getting her used to it earlier. Breast feeding her as I rape you." The pictures that went through my mind were horrible. I could see my baby suckling at my tit as he forced is cock in and out of my pussy, my ass, my mouth. Me, just having to endure it because I knew that if I refused, or put up a fight, he would kill my baby without even blinking.

He slid his boot between my legs and started fondling my pussy with the toe of his boot. It felt good. I tried not to enjoy it, I tried to ignore it. I tried to tell myself that nothing this monster does should ever cause me sexual arousal, but I couldn't help it. I was getting hot, and wet, and I wanted something in my pussy. I guess he is correct, I am just a dumb bitch breeder. I moved my hips so that his boot was at the entrance to my cunt, just parting the lips.

"Grind on it bitch!" He ordered, "Tell me what you want me to do to your little Amy." He wants the baby to be named Amy, I never asked why, I am too afraid to ask why.

"I...I want you to leave her alone!" I shrieked. Again, that damned defiance in my that is sure enough, one of these days, going to get me killed! He kicked me hard, right above my pussy, I felt his boot glance off my bone. The pain was immeasurable. "Please don't make me say it...PLEASE!" I begged him.

"The next kick stops you from being a mother, loving wife" he sneered as he moved is boot back down and placed it between my lips again. I couldn't help it. I pushed my pussy down on the toe of his boot. I could feel the leather scraping my labia, forcing my cunt open, getting wet with my pussy juices.

"I...I want you to have her suck your cock" I said hesitantly. "And...and for you to take her ass."

"Keep going you dumb fucking bitch, I want you to cum as you say these disgusting things." I ground my cunt farther onto his boot, fitting almost the entire toe into my pussy.

"To cum in her ass, and have me eat your cum from my daughter's ass." I said, trying not to be aroused by his boot fucking my pussy, but not being able to control it. "You have me lap it out of her ass as she forces it out." I spread my legs and pushed my hips down his boot some more.

He hauled of and hit my face, my head was thrown to the side with such force I almost came off his boot entirely. "Be more grpahic you disgusting breeder. I know you love saying it." I could feel the heat rising where he had hit me. I knew it was going to be yet another mark from todays encounter.

"I want you to put your large cock in her ass while I muffle her screams by making her eat my pussy. I will wiper her tears as you brutalize her tiny ass with your cock and whisper to her that it will all be okay. I will feel her bury deeper into my cunt as you pump her as, in and out, stretching it, ripping it, ruining her."

"Cum you whore, spray all over the place" he demanded. I moved my hips up and down, faster and harder on his boot. I could not believe that I was on the verge of an orgasm, while this monster made me describe in detail how he would rape my daughter, while I fucked his foot with my cunt.

"I will cum while she east my cunt as you fuck her ass. She will lap the juices I create like a kitten lapping up spilled milk" I added. I moved up and down faster, getting oh so close to an orgasm as I rode his boot. That thick black boot, disappearing inside my cunt, only to be revealed again, shiny with my pussy juices. I rode it like it was a giant black cock.

"Cum you bitch!" he screamed at me "cum everywhere for your husband!"

"Y...y...yes Sir...almost...almost...uhhhh" My eyes opened, my back arched, it seemed like every muscle in my body tensed as

I came. I came in waves and gushes. Soiling his boot with my cum. I screamed out in ecstasy as the orgasm continued. It seemed like it would not end. It seemed to last 10, 18, 23 minutes. I know it didn't, but I lost all track of time. As I sat on his boot while the orgasm was winding down her sneered at me and said "You're sick, I don't want to fuck a child, you certainly have some interesting fantasies." It was like he hit me and knocked all the wind out of me. I felt like Bruce Willis looked in that "I see dead people movie" when he figured out he was dead. I rolled off his boot and collapsed into a fetal position, crying and wailing at what he made me do, what he made me say, all because of some sick twisted game. He kicked my ass hard and said "see you soon bitch" and then left.

He left me again, as before, naked, crying, exhausted and in a great deal of pain. My face hurt where he hit me, my cunt hurt from his boot fucking, my side hurt where he had kicked me. And worst of all, my spirit hurt from his stupid little game. Making me say those awful things, and making me cum while I said them.