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The Circus Performer (Emperor_Nero x SweetSubmission)

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Jun 23, 2014
Raine was a beautiful girl, with long, curly brown hair, green eyes and a beautiful, slender body. Her tits were just the right size as they had stopped growing once they reached a C. She lived with her step father, James. He had married her mom five years ago, and about half a year ago, her mother had died of terminal cancer, leaving just the two of them together. James didn't have the heart to kick her out, even when she went out partying and came home at three o'clock in the morning, stinking like alcohol. She was 16 years old now, and had never had a boyfriend. She didn't hate school, but neither was she dedicated to the taught of it, never studied, didn't care about tests or exams, and had no idea what she wanted to do after she graduated. Perhaps she would learn to dance and work at a bar, or a club somewhere, she heard that they made good money, so why not?

Raine woke up slowly, it was already past 2 o'clock in the afternoon, she let the sun warm her face and she cuddled deeper into her blanket, stretching her toes slightly. Her brown hair was spread out over the pillow underneath her, she slowly blinked open her green, almond shaped eyes. Her pouty lips parted slightly. She got out of bed, wearing nothing but a pair of white underwear. She walked slowly towards the bathroom, grabbing a towel along the way. Her shower was steamy, hot water ran over her slender body.. soap suds covered her breasts and slid down the rest of her body. Her head was tilted back, eyes closed, and lips parted. She shaved her legs, her arm pits, and her pubic area. She liked to feel clean, and fresh, even if no one was going to see it. She finished her shower, put on eyeliner and mascara and dried her hair, dressing in a tight, black v-neck shirt that made her eyes pop, and light jean short shorts.

She lay around her house for the entire day, texting and watching TV. At 9 in the evening she got a notification on Facebook saying that there were going to be a bunch of people at the club this evening partying, and that she should come. She went downstairs, and quickly slipped into some black TOMs. She rummaged through a drawer before finding an envelope that her step-father kept for emergencies. She grinned and slipped out a hundred dollar bill, and put it in her pocket. She left the house quickly and headed towards the club, wearing a black crop top, and the same shorts as before.

The music was loud, and there were people everywhere. Some were already drunk, but most were catching up with old friends, eating and sitting around tables. She grinned and took out her fake I.D and went to the bar, ordering a beer. She took it and found a table filled with tipsy guys. She looked up at them with sultry eyes, and after very little convincing sat down with them and introduced herself.
 
What she didn't know was that a circus had come to town.

Actually, that needs some clarification. The circus wasn't any circus. It was an adults-only show, featuring acts of pure depravity on stage and on display for the pleasure of the audience. The kinkier things were performed- cruel whippings, rough rapes, gangbangs, cum baths, and anything you could imagine. Girls were fucked with dildos coated in mint or hot sauce , which would sting or burn at the same time as they were pleasured. Or they would be forced to masturbate and cum for the fat, dirty old men watching in the audience.

And the circus was recruiting. Although that's not the right word. Kidnapping is a better term. Finding lovely teen girls that could be used for their performances and drugging them before bringing them to the private campsite and the many trucks and trailers and tents used for the circus acts. The circus didn't always travel- once a year, maybe. It's base of operations wasn't far from here, a huge complex on private property.

But the group of guys Raine had just sat down with, flirting sexily, were, in fact, "recruiters". And as one distracted her with flirting comments and a slow caress on her thigh, another slipped the drug into her drink, and they merely waited for her to pass out. Then they carried her out into the van waiting and drove off to the campsite.

Once there, she was stripped down to bra and panties (and groped as well, simply because) befor being handcuffed to a bed in a white painted cell in the rear of a semi trailer.
 
Raine was enjoying the male attentions, shivers being sent down her body as the guy beside her caressed her up thigh. She had taken another sip of her beer, and than that was all that she would remember of that night. She had started feeling dizzy, and groggy, her head spinning, it was one beer! She wasn't possibly drunk yet!

She had the briefest memory of being picked up and carried somewhere... bit after that... blankness..

She groaned now and tried to bring her hands to her face, but found that she couldn't, her limbs just felt... heavy. She must have gotten home though at some point in the night, after all she was in a bed.. unless she went home with someone.. She didn't remember getting drunk, but due to her lack of memory, she must have.
 
The door opened, and a tall, broad, black haired man entered, his eyes glittering emeralds upon a chiseled face. "Hello, Raine, and welcome to your new home." He said with a smile that was neither warm nor friendly. His eyes scraped paths down her barely-clad body, and he didn't both to hide the lust in his gaze.

"You've been kidnapped and brought here to be part of our circus acts. Have you heard about the visiting circus and what that entails, or shall I educate you? You'll look marvelous on stage, and I'm looking forward to... Performing with you." He laughed. "You'll learn to enjoy it soon enough, they always do." He added with a smile, crossing to her bedside and pulling her up by the arm, towering over her.
 
Raine had been gazing around the cell, the lighting was dim, but she knew that she was inside the back of a semi trailer. She went to the edge of the cage and pulled at the bars, but found them tightly locked, her head jerked up when the door opened and she stared at the black haired man, eyes wide with fear and confusion.

She edged to the back of the cage, away from him, swallowing hard at his words. "Visiting circus?" she asked quietly, her head titled, what was he talking about? She fell forward as he pulled at her arm, looking up at him with big, sad eyes.
 
The man laughed in a sinister manner, guiding her out the door of the cell. "The circus isn't normal. We show the most depraved and twisted, perverted sex fantasies of men and women on stage. You will be the victim used in many fantasies, rapes, gangbangs, forced orgasms, twisted games, rough sex, sexual torment, et cetera." The man laughed, leading her to a semi-permenant building nearby and into one of the rooms. There, a wall was covered in closed cabinets, and a white bed along a wall.

He quickly pushed her to the bed, ripping her top off her slender body. "Let's get started with the rape fantasy, why don't we?" He growled, eyes burning into hers.
 
His words made her shudder, her head reeling, and she was going to be a part of all that? She bit her lip as she was led on, her green eyes took in her surroundings warily, hanging back slightly, and being pulled along by his grip on her arm.

When he led her into the building, and shoved her onto the bed she started to cry, looking up at him, "No! Please!" she cried, throwing up her arms to protect herself against him as he ripped her top off of her. She pushed herself backwards, scrambling away from his cold gaze. This couldn't truly be happening to her! This kind of thing didn't just happen.
 
(Oops! Sorry)

The man laughed cruelly, grinning in lust, and roughly groped her soft breast, knees pinning her legs to the bed as his hand went down to rip away her other clothing. "Mmm. You'll come to love it, whore. The rough sex, the rape, the pain and the pleasure. You'll love being a little toy for us to use." He taunted and roughly kissed her, pulling a nipple harshly after tearing away her bra.

His hand pulled down her pants and slapped the feminine mound between her legs before grin ins the hard edge of his palm against the covered slit. "Are you a virgin, little girl, or have you already been naughty?" He chuckled. "Either way, I'm sure you're nice and tight!"
 
"No I won't!" she protested, trying to push him away with his hands, but to no avail. Her lips were stone still against his as he kissed her, and a cry tore from her lips as her nipple was brutally twisted.

She sucked in a breath and fell back onto the bed as he slapped her pussy, no, she'd never even been touched down there before now. She started struggling ferociously, fear and adrenaline aiding her as she wiggled her legs underneath him, "HELP!" she screamed loudly, her cheeks flushed bright red.
 
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