- Joined
- Mar 10, 2010
- Location
- In front of My computer
He thrust again, harder than before, each thrust growing faster and rougher. The girl he was assaulting probably at her wits end as this torture continued, Multiple time eh had already cum inside her and yet he was still going. He posse filming the entire rape, the entire night from when she showed up in his room to now and they were still filming, They filmed the tattoo, they filmed the collar buckled around her neck and locked, The shackles clamped around her wrists holding her down the floor with her ass in the air. And even when Bryan pulled a knife cutting away the clothes she had arrived in.
He new she was probably protesting to the film, she probably had been since the beginning, but she had also been gagged the entire time. It was the first thing used before the real fun began, getting his buddies to jack off onto her face before having fun himself. However even had she not been gagged, the roaring music of the party downstairs would drown her out, and if that did not do the trick, there was no other house for over a quarter mile. One of the perks of being the son of millionaires, solitude, privacy, and if a girl was dumb enough to tell her folks she was going to be at a friend's all weekend just so she could sneak off with him, well a weekend with him would be the biggest mistake they could ever make.
People who knew Bryan new that he was not the dreamboat he seemed to be at school. The fact that many people avoided him was usually a dead giveaway that there was something wrong with him. He was good looking, well built and at first glance would be the boy parents approved of. He had met parents before and they had no problem with him taking their daughter out. And he did have her home by her curfew. of course, no necessarily in the best shape. After all if he picked her up at eight and her curfew was ten, he only had two hours. But if they decided to stretch it to twelve, that was an extra two hours he could sue to spread the fun longer and let her have time to let her legs work again.
Alice was not going to get that chance, the party was going to g on for a while and he was certain her parents knew it was going to be a long night, but he would have her home by morning. He smacked the fresh tattoo again, the entire area extremely swollen from both being done and the fact that he kept smacking it inflict more pain.
"Pass me a lemon" He said calmly as one of the boys went to his mini fridge and tossed him a Lemon, he quickly cut it in half and squeezed one half over her wound letting the lemon juice irritate the tattoo.
"Tell me, how much does that hurt?" He asked and then sighed "Oh yea i forgot..." He curled his hand through her hair and force her to look up at the crowd. "You can't speak can you, you little cum bucket." He laughed as he gave one final thrust releasing inside her and pulled out letting the overflow of cum inside her pussy drip onto the floor.
"Oh you left a mess on my floor, Guess You're gonna have to clean it up." He said and unbuckled the gag. "Every last drop, lick it up. Do a good job, I might not use the other half of the lemon."
He new she was probably protesting to the film, she probably had been since the beginning, but she had also been gagged the entire time. It was the first thing used before the real fun began, getting his buddies to jack off onto her face before having fun himself. However even had she not been gagged, the roaring music of the party downstairs would drown her out, and if that did not do the trick, there was no other house for over a quarter mile. One of the perks of being the son of millionaires, solitude, privacy, and if a girl was dumb enough to tell her folks she was going to be at a friend's all weekend just so she could sneak off with him, well a weekend with him would be the biggest mistake they could ever make.
People who knew Bryan new that he was not the dreamboat he seemed to be at school. The fact that many people avoided him was usually a dead giveaway that there was something wrong with him. He was good looking, well built and at first glance would be the boy parents approved of. He had met parents before and they had no problem with him taking their daughter out. And he did have her home by her curfew. of course, no necessarily in the best shape. After all if he picked her up at eight and her curfew was ten, he only had two hours. But if they decided to stretch it to twelve, that was an extra two hours he could sue to spread the fun longer and let her have time to let her legs work again.
Alice was not going to get that chance, the party was going to g on for a while and he was certain her parents knew it was going to be a long night, but he would have her home by morning. He smacked the fresh tattoo again, the entire area extremely swollen from both being done and the fact that he kept smacking it inflict more pain.
"Pass me a lemon" He said calmly as one of the boys went to his mini fridge and tossed him a Lemon, he quickly cut it in half and squeezed one half over her wound letting the lemon juice irritate the tattoo.
"Tell me, how much does that hurt?" He asked and then sighed "Oh yea i forgot..." He curled his hand through her hair and force her to look up at the crowd. "You can't speak can you, you little cum bucket." He laughed as he gave one final thrust releasing inside her and pulled out letting the overflow of cum inside her pussy drip onto the floor.
"Oh you left a mess on my floor, Guess You're gonna have to clean it up." He said and unbuckled the gag. "Every last drop, lick it up. Do a good job, I might not use the other half of the lemon."