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Top of the Foodchain (kaigen and Darkangel)

James didn't care about the pleasure of either woman. No this was not about making sure the blonde woman enjoyed what was going to happen to her. This was simply about breaking down Taryn. So the moment she began to lap at the petite blonde's sex James chuckled and began to strip nude. And once he was he stepped forward so his newest captive could see his attractive masculine form and his hard member. "You should count yourself lucky. I like you. Because if I didn't I would have already done to you what I did to this dumb cunt." he then stepped back toward the foot of the bed and shoved two fingers into Taryn's dripping wet sex. Though it may have seemed like a reward it wasn't. No. He wanted the scent and taste of her on his fingers for what was to come next. "Your only hope is to make sure that I'm entertained with you. If I'm not. Well that's when I start to get mean."

The moment his fingers were wet with her juices he pulled them out and walked toward the head of the bed while he stroked himself with his other hand. He didn't say anything this time. Instead he sat on the edge and reached over her bound arms and legs. While he continued to stroke himself he shoved those two fingers into her forced-open mouth and rubbed then over her tongue forcing her to taste Taryn's sex. "Get used to that taste girl." He said in his smooth voice. "Why you ask? Because I said so." he finished with a chuckle and then shoved his fingers deeper into her mouth and eventually into her throat. Then while he finger fucked her throat he chuckled. "So tell me Blondie. Was that piece of shit I shot your man? I hope he was. I hope the animals are chewing on his corpse as we speak. Dead in the cold. No one to remember him." He pulled his fingers away from her mouth and rubbed her own spit over her face. "Just another poor bastard that didn't deserve to live."

With her pretty year streaked face covered in spit he stood and walked to where the massive dildo was on the coffee table. Once he retrieved it He returned to Taryn's wet cunt and rubbed the massive tip against it. "Put this in that dirty pussy of yours and fuck yourself. But don't you dare cum." With that he moved her hands to the massive you and flipped her over so she was laying just below the blonde woman and climbed into the bed.

He knew that what would come next would hurt his battered slave. He actually hoped it was agonizing. So while he straddled her head and rubbed his big uncut cockhead over the blonde's spot soaked pussy he lowered himself so his sack rested on Taryn's forehead. "Lick my ass while I fuck this beautiful woman." he demanded as his body pressed against her broken nose and his ass hovered just over her her mouth.

He knew that hitting her mark would not be easy. The moment he started to pound into the blonde he would be mashing against her nose. But he needed to know just how broken she was. In his mind any woman that had been through what he forced on her would try to hurt him and get away. But up until now she had been perfectly obedient. Yes, it was a gamble. But one that was worth the risk. So he forced his massive rod into the blonde's pussy. It was obvious that she was not used to such girth. He felt her stretch around him and tear a little while he dove deep into her. The sight was one of pure beauty to the handsome devilish man. Her lips strained round his girthy length and embraced his member in a way she had likely never felt.

The moment his bulbous head slammed against her cervix a deep guttural groan left his lips. "Damn you got a tight little pussy Blondie. His hands found her pert little breasts and lightly dragged the sharp blade over her hard nipples as he looked down. "I wish you could see this. I can't even get it all in you." His alluring eyes roamed back and forth from hers to her utterly filled sex as he spoke. "One things for sure. If you ever get out of here alive you'll never find someone that can fill you again." and with that he pulled back then slammed back into her cervix. "I wonder if we can't stretch you out So I can get it all in."
 
James' words stung. Taryn just didn't understand what was happening at all. One moment she felt special, the next he was making her feel worthless. But no matter what, that nagging drive to please remained forever present. It was enough to make her angry, frustrated and wanting to prove this man wrong. She wanted him to know she was worth more than he thought at times, but it seemed impossible to get through to him. Then, when it seemed like she just might be getting through whatever wall he had built up...he crashed every single brick down around her and then some. Oh, she wanted to scream, to rage! But she couldn't. She wouldn't. And that only added to her frustrations.

Taryn hated what she was doing with this blonde. If she had her way, she'd just be cast out of the cabin, never to be heard from again. But it was clear that James had other ideas. As she licked the girl's clit, causing her to writhe and even let out an unwanted moan, she couldn't help but watch James undress. He eyed the blonde hungrily. It was as if she were the new object of his affections.

But why?

Just then, James rammed his fingers deeply into her cunt. Taryn moaned. She couldn't help herself. His fingers were thick and warm as they explored her and finally pulled out.

Jane's eyes fluttered shut. She was angry, infuriated, but ugh...whatever that bitch was doing to her was making her clit ache in a way she didn't want! She could feel it swell, throbbing with every rapid beat of her heart. If only she could make it stop. But she couldn't. Every move she made only heightened the pleasure this woman was inflicting on her, her cunt starting the pulse slowly against the beat up woman's mouth. Writhing, trying with all her might to ignore the sensations, a soft moan passed through her mouth and out of the gag. Ugh, she was disgusted, pissed off! She wanted to shoot this guy in the head along with the woman listening to his fucking demands!

Suddenly, Jane's captor looked down on her and smiled. He shoved his fingers deep into her mouth. They were wet and sour...oh god, the asshole was making her taste this bitch! She tried to spit out the taste, but it was no use. The flavor was all over her tongue, saturating her entire mouth with the taste. If only she could drink some water...something! But that wasn't going to happen. As her clit throbbed angrily, aching to the point where release was almost imminent, the brunette was suddenly taken away. A part of Jane was relieved though the ache between her legs was almost unbearable. But her focus soon fixed on other things as he began to speak of...Matt.

Matt! How Jane wished he was there! He'd save her, kill this asshole and get them both the hell out of dodge! But he was dead. Alone. Lying on the cold ground in some Walmart. It was several kinds of wrong and the fight the two men had, had been unfair, but...now it was too late. Tears rolled down her face. This bastard knew nothing. He was nothing!

Taryn watched on feeling a pang of jealousy welling deep inside. James was getting ready to fuck this blonde bimbo. He hadn't even tried to have sex with her yet. Not once! He'd taken her ass, her mouth...hell, even her breasts! But not once had he taken her like a lover. She had to hold back the emotions she was feeling as they roiled up inside, her eyes filling with tears as she nodded and complied with James' next request. She then got down and readied herself to lick his ass, to pleasure him as best she could while he fucked this blonde bitch in the way she should be...

Oh, it should be her! It should!

James teased Jane's entrance for a fleeting moment, his cock so much bigger than her cunt would be able to handle. She felt a tinge of satisfaction knowing that she'd probably be able to handle him unlike this bitch. Not that it mattered...not that she mattered. She had 'ass duty'. Taryn's face ached each time James pressed against it, but she refused to let it hinder her actions. Grunting, her tongue worked hard, rimming him as thoroughly as she was able.

Jane shrieked through her gag as James pushed inside of her. He was too big, way bigger than Matt and not even remotely careful. She was small. She knew that. But the men she'd been with had always been accommodating in their way, knowing what to do to adjust for that. But not this guy. He didn't give one shit! She felt him strike against her cervix and she yelped. Ugh, this hurt! It hurt badly! She almost felt like a virgin all over again!
 
James merciously hammered away at the blonde's sex and continued to build speed and force until every thunderous impact on her cervix shook her entire body. His duplicitous nature was always a benefit in his chosen art form. But today it served more than just a singular purpose. He was able to torture both women because of it. One hated him for what he was doing to her, and the other hated herself for what he wasnt doing. In his mind it was the worst kind of rape. The kind a woman longed for.

The sounds of the blonde's pained protests and the feel of it all nearly drove him mad. But he wanted something more. So instead of continuing on with his brutal assault he suddenly pulled out of her gaping sex and moved back, sitting on Taryn's chest. His hard member twitched and pulsed, craving to feel the tight confines of her sex once more. But he had something else in mind. Something much worse. So he pushed his cockhead into Taryn's mouth then bent over with his knife in his hand.

It always amazed James how robust this part of a woman's body was. One moment it looked like a delicate little flower. Its opening narrow yet ready and the next, after a brutal invasion it looked horrific. Open and twitching as it tried to return to its natural state. There we're very few things in this world that James truly appreciated before it was destroyed. A woman's sex was one such thing. But now the blonde's tunnel had been battered. He saw reminants of Taryn's spit. He also saw fresh blood. Blood from where his massive member tore her. He slipped his index and middle finger into her hole and spread it even farther as he spoke. "This is gonna hurt. But don't move too much or it'll be much worse." Then wihlth a sickning grin he inserted the narrow blade of his knife into her tunnel.

Careful not to knick the soft flesh of her pussy he sought out her cervix and when he did he made a careful cut with his razor sharp blade. It was a manuver he had met to attempt. But did so with such speed and accuracy that he could actually see her cervix split from top to bottom before the blood began to flow. And then while he withdrew the knife he made a small cut, ever so shallow on the spongy mass at the forefront of her pussy. Yes, in addition to cutting her cervix open he sliced her g-spot.

With his narrow blade clear of her tunnel he pulled his cock from Taryn's mouth and shoved it back into the blonde's bleeding pussy. Just as violently brutal as before he slammed down deep. But this time her cervix could not stop him. Even if by some miracle she managed to get away from him. Her body would forever be changed.

Instead of her body stopping him with little less than half his meat inside her he managed to cram every girthy inch of himself into her. His bulbous head filled her womb, stretched it deep and caused her flat stomach to bulge slightly with the invasion. Instead of pulling back and fucking her like he did before he leaned down over her and stuck his tounge into her forced open mouth. "Congratulations Blondie. You took it all. I knew you could." as he tongued her mouth he pulled back and began rappidly slamming in and out of her. Though now instead of spit, she was lubricated with her own blood.

Once He finally leaned up away from her mouth he felt his backside again come in contact with Taryn's mouth. He believed that the pain he inflicted on the blonde would bolster Taryn's spirits. He could tell that she wanted the blonde gone. But he still had much to do with her. There were many ways he could use one to break the other. So as he continued to hammer fully into her while his hands came up to grope her perky little breasts after he laid his knife between them.
 
This was unbelievable! It couldn't be real! It had to end...it just had to! Jane felt the tears fall down her cheeks as this horrible man assaulted her tiny body, tearing at her sex with his hard thrusts, ravaging her raw. If only she could get free! Just one free hand...that's all she'd need and she'd gouge this motherfucker's eyes right out and probably enjoy every moment of it. After everything he'd done to her, after killing Matt... It was the least e deserved. His thrusts were getting harder, her head striking the headboard as his hips smashed against hers. A lump was forming on her skull, tender bruise blooming underneath those luscious blonde locks. If only he'd stop. But he wouldn't. She could see it in his eyes, hear it in those vile grunts. And worst of all, her clit was throbbing so close to a release she did not want.

Just then the man stopped, pulling out and sitting back on the dark-haired girl's chest. She looked startled as he sat there seeming to mull over what terrible atrocity he could conjure up next. Jane didn't want to know. This man was only capable of evil and his little pet was his sick, demented puppet. It was sad to see people so low, at the bottom of the barrel. The depths people sank to when scary things happened in the world.

Taryn lied there almost motionless. Her heart hammered hard as she waited for James to move, to do something. Finally, he teased her mouth with the tip of his cock and then forcefully pushed it into her mouth. Without hesitation, she took it all in and began to suck hard, her tongue swirling and working its way along his hardened shaft. She hated that it tasted like that blonde bitch, that it was that fucking blonde that had gotten him hard and not her. Was she not good enough? Did she not listen? She'd done everything she wanted and more since he'd decided that taking was the better option!

And it stung so very deeply. Taryn could feel the resentment growing, burning deep inside as she watched James ready his knife.

Jane's breaths began to quicken as the man brought the knife inside her body. She was sure he was going to cut her, but somehow, he'd managed to just terrify her with that sharp blade. Just then, her worst fears came to be. That sharp blade cut at her insides and she felt the gush of warm red run down along her immobilized milky white thighs. It pooled below her, a mess of crimson burbling forth like a small spring. As he brought the knife out, he made another cut, this one even more intense than the other. She let out a long, drawn out yelp, her body twitching against the bonds.

Jane stared up toward the ceiling...was that Matt looking down? Or a trick of the light? She wasn't sure what she was seeing as pain flooded every nerve ending, making her pine for a swift end. Just then she felt something shove its way inside, filling her up. Her vision was getting hazy, clouded. She thought she saw a demon chuckling above her as he reveled in his triumph, his cock pumping against her battered sex.

Taryn grinned wickedly as that blonde bitch began to bleed. She deserved it after intruding. But that didn't forgive James for looking at another, for taking another. Wasn't she the special whore? She'd thought she was...how she hated that she was! Her eyes flitted toward the door, toward freedom...the cool, crisp air that she hadn't breathed in what seemed like so very long. But her thoughts were soon interrupted as James ass crashed down against her face, her broken nose aching, reminding her of where she was and why.
 
James grunted and groaned as he took her So forcefully. The experience was one of true bliss for the brutal man. The utter terror and pain he saw in the blonde's eyes and face conjoined with the feeling of her destroyed sex around his member and Taryn's tongue on him and sent him over the edge. His strong hands left her little breasts and wrapped themselves round her neck. He felt the pressure build and grow while he pressed down on the blonde's larynex cutting off her air supply and finally the pressure he felt released in another torrent of his hot seed while he pummeled deep into her womb.

Though the feeling was incredible, it was brief. Though her Just emptied himself into the blonde's sex his member remained ridged and he continued to choke the air out of her. Minutes passed by as his piercing eyes glared down into hers. He felt her body begin to fight for air. It was always the same every cell in her body would crave that substance that everyone took for granted. The feel of her trembling body beneath her and the way her sex convulsed involuntarily as her body fought for oxygen nearly drove him to want to rsoe her again. But before that desire overtook him her body went limp. Deprived of air it shut down.

No. She wasn't dead yet. He felt her racing pulse with his hands while he choked her. But she would be soon of he didn't stop. Which was exactly what he did. He released her throat and pulled his huge member from her bleeding sex with a wet pop. Then climbed off the bed and sat in the chair as he looked over to Taryn. "You did an alright job Taryn. Much better than I thought a worthless white could. Why don't you come over here and clean me up. We have much left to do today."

Already he was thinking of a new and unique way to end the blonde. She was expendable and her life ended the moment she saw James. Though he knew she likely still held hope that she would manage to escape. And escape was exactly what he planned to let these two do. James not only thrived on physically torturing his captives. He relished in their emotional torture. He enjoyed watching as they were reduced to animals. But Taryn was different. She showed potential to become something he only dreamed of. A woman that wanted him for herself.
 
Jane was in agony, but she wouldn't let this man break her even though he'd destroyed her body. He might have that bit of satisfaction, but her mind...her heart...it would be with Matt. It would always be with Matt. Tears stung her eyes as she felt her body involuntarily fight for precious air. A small part of her wondered why she fought. Did she want to live? Yes. She didn't want to give this bastard the satisfaction of seeing her go without the will to forge on ahead. But another part longed to be with Matt. This rabid asshole had shot him in cold blood and, she was no fool, he wasn't going to keep her around forever. When he finished whatever sick game he had in mind...

She'd be joining him.

Though Jane found she suddenly didn't mind that. It would be nice to see Matt's face again, to feel his arms embracing her body and holding her close. She could almost imagine his lips, soft and warm, as they trailed butterfly light across her skin. She shivered as she stared up into her captor's hard eyes, sputtering gasps sounding through the gag as saliva dripped down her chin. It hurt between her legs. It hurt so badly that the pain radiated inward to her core. She felt like she might be sick. But she'd hold on.

For Matt...for Matt. She'd be with him soon.

Jane's vision clouded as her air was taken away and soon she was enshrouded in darkness.

Taryn watched on, partially in awe and partially in confusion. She wasn't quite sure what to think any longer. After all, so very much had happened. She was disgusted that it thrilled her to see James suddenly turn on the blonde, to show her she was just as disposable as she'd hoped she'd suddenly become. Another part was furious at him for toying with her feelings, for bringing that bitch there in the first placend for what? To make her jealous! Just why? Why? Why did he have to do that? Or any of this...she'd talked with him, shared stories with him, danced for him. She'd even have done more! And she'd been ready to ask him to go to Ohio with her, just... Blue eyes stinging with tears, she watched James as he sat down, musing over the sight that seemed to be before him.

Taryn felt her insides knot up, her muscles tensing when James finally looked her way and praised her. A tiny warmth began to form in the pit of her tummy, a nervous flutter as her heart skipped a beat. She then glanced over at the bleeding blonde, a sense of satisfaction laced with guilt starting to consume her. But it dulled as she moved closer to James, his gaze intense as she knelt before him, mouth at the ready to clean him up. The smell of the blonde's blood was heady and strong. She wished it wasn't hers, that it was coating his thick meaty cock. But she was helpless to resist. He'd complimented her, given her a small glimpse of the man she'd seen on the porch not all that long ago.

She knew he still lurked there. Somewhere.

With a nod, Taryn dipped her head low and began to take James' cock into her mouth. The blood was slick and the coppery tang heavy upon her tongue. But she moved past it, letting her tongue swirl along the length of his shaft as she let it fill her throat, muscles flexing as it moved down, down, down until she finally gagged. A tiny smile played on her lips as she held him there in her mouth though the gag, spit dripping down her chin, tongue moving along the throbbing vein along his rigid member's underside. She was getting better. Her body knew.

And oh how she liked that.

The tiny victory made Taryn instantly wet, her her clit aching as she closed her eyes and savored the flavor of blood, sweat, salt and James.
 
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