A Family Held Hostage by Dark Desire (Kassy & Darell W)

[Kassyghost]

Kassandra "Kassy" Kane was a happy woman, going on 38 years old she'd aged fairly well and still held a beautiful figure as well as a much younger face than her age would have you believe. Of course a few minor plastic surgeries had helped in the process, afterall her darling husband could certainly afford it. They'd met in college, her freshman year, she was 18 and a stunning cheerleader with a modeling career on her mind at the time. He was a business major and although his body wasn't one of a stud athlete, he still looked good, and his future looked bright, financially speaking. It was Kassy's fault she got pregnant, she'd led on that she had mistakenly mentioned that she had some minor non consensual fantasies to him and he'd mistakenly indulged her one drunken night, ignoring her pleas for a condom and driving his load home deep inside her womb. She found out a few weeks after she'd missed her period that she was indeed pregnant.

As it turned out her college education was put on hold, but he was an honest guy and put a ring on it. 9 months later their first daughter was born Samantha Riely Kane. Kassy worked hard to get her body back into shape after the pregnancy and although she wanted to restart her career goals once Sammy had turned two and could start daycare, she found herself pregnant again. It didn't take long for her to realize that her aspirations of one day walking the runways of Paris and New york needed to be put on hold so she could embrace her role as a stay-at-home mother and trophy wife to her loving husband. Besides, by the time Tiffany Paige Kane was born, her husband had graduated with a degree and secured a lucrative career so money wasn't an issue any longer.

There was never really a problem until the girls got old enough not to need her anymore and her adoring husband had turned into a workaholic with a slight gut and a thinning hair line. It was then Kassy realized she was truly bored. Now too old to model she managed her pampered life with a bit of day drinking and some mildly inappropriate behavior online. She'd first found the role playing site on her eldest daughter's tablet while snooping a few years back. It was called 'BlueMoonRPG.com' and she was upset at first due to the adult content, but after a bit of reading she soon found herself entranced by the wildly intelligent and creative writing these amateur authors were capable of. Instead of confronting Sammy about it, she'd decided to make her own account and start writing titillating fiction for herself.

As a beginner she didn't really know what she liked and tried everything, soon though she found that her specific kinks lied mostly in the 'noncon' section. There was something about being manhandled by a stranger or strangers without consent that really made her hot. After a night of writing steamy stories she'd retire to the bedroom and rub her pussy until she came hard, too exhausted to bother with intimacies when her husband finally got home from work. It only took a few months of diving into the the culture before she got several links to 'dark web' sites for people who were real freaks for that particular kink. These sites were full of videos and stories that seemed too real to be fiction, but Kassy was enthralled and pressed on.

Little did she know that one of the sites she'd created a profile in wasn't the innocent RPG that Blue Moon was, it was something far more dark and far more real. It was a site called rapeforfun.is and it claimed to be a safe place for rapists and the women who love them. She thought it was just innocent fun as she entered her suburban home address and personal information, and as she completed the application form and heard her 16 year old daughter get home from school, she accidently hit
'Submit' instead of just closing the window on her computer.

As afternoon passed into evening Kassy chatted with Tiff about how excited they bother were that next week Sammy was returning from her freshman year in college for winter break. She'd only been gone for 6 months but already they both missed the sweetheart eldest sibling. Both Kassy and Tiff sat on the big leather plush couch watching shitty reality TV in their night clothes. Kassy was wearing her plaid pajamma bottoms with bra and furry robe, with Tiff was clad in only a pair of boy's boxer shorts and a tight white wife beater, both had a bowl of ice cream and giggled at the manufactured drama on the big screen. As per usual Mister Kane was working late at the office.

It was then that Tiff caught something like a flashlight out of the corner of her eye, out back of their substantial house. "Mom? did you see that?"

"What? I saw that stupid black bitch smack that other dumb hoe....it was hilarious. " Kaasy answered, mistakenly thinking her daughter was referring to the reality show.

"No...I saw a light out back...is it the gardener working late?" Tiff asked.

 

[Darrel_W]

The dark web’s name alone elicits connotations of something mysterious, a little dangerous and above all something that leads itself to exploration. Accessible only by a special set of software and browsers, it contains sites that cannot be found on the regular internet. It is no place for the careless, simply because of anonymizing software does not mean a user is truly anonymous. What it does though is create a false sense of security.

It is a place known for housing illegal content, such as extreme violence, sales of guns and drugs, and many other manners of illegal content. In a way it is the Wild West or a drug den of the internet and like any drug it can be addictive. Worse it is full of illicit figures that know exactly what they are doing and who are always on the prowl for those that got enthralled and get carried away by the marvels this place has to offer. Rapeforfun.is is a particularly bad place run by operators that either rely on visitors agreeing to offer themselves up as victims or are simply too careless to read the terms they just agreed to. Terms that may not hold up on a court of law, but they usually don’t need to as few of any would want to publicly admit that they agreed for complete strangers to do whatever they want to them and even their family.

That is exactly what Kassandra did though when she hit the submit button. If you are in the business of exploiting women’s darkest fantasies you might as well do it right and use the websites application form to create a backdrop into their potential victims computer. Unless Kassandra has taken precautions she ends up giving Kenneth, the operator of the site, all the information he could want for: from her IP address to her physical location, pictures of her family she may have uploaded and her browsing history. It really didn’t take much for him to deduct that the woman is the perfect victim, living under the perfect circumstances: in an upper class neighborhood where residents don’t expect anything untoward happening and will assume unknown faces are probably workers taking care of whatever lavish residents - just like Tiffany just did.

The light she saw was not from some upright citizen wandering the neighborhood, but originated exactly from the kind of individuals few expect to see in such neighborhood and even fewer ever hope to encounter: a group of men with their mind set on invading the sanctity of a residents home with a definite malicious intent for the people dwelling within. By themselves neither of the guys would appear vicious. Each of them is well groomed and the type who probably has a successful career with plenty of time left to work out, hit the gym and generally take care of themselves. Kenneth is not ugly, and neither are his two companions: Mike and Rick. It's that they shambling through someone's backyard after dark, making their way to the backdoor of the house and illegitimately try gain entry.

Unfortunately, for the women, they seem to know what they are doing. Most front doors generally are securely locked during this time of the day, but people tend to be much less careful with their back doors and even if they thought about locking it, most of these locks are hardly a much for a trained intruder. Then, for a while, they do exactly nothing. When shining their light on the house earlier they could make out that most, if not all, its inhabitants were gathered in the living room. Kenneth cannot rule out that none of them caught hint of any suspicious activity and he tells his accomplices to hold on. He considers it doubtful that a strange noise well make Kassandra or Tiffany scramble for their phones to call the authorities and more likely that they either will go investigate the source of what they heard or sit tight and continue listen.

Either of those options is equally appealing to the men: whether it is Kassandra in her pajamas that walks into their ambush, her scantly dressed daughter or if both women stay where they are and return to giggling over ice cream and a move, it's all the same to the men. As far they are concerned, the woman and her daughter's faith was sealed the moment she hit that button to send her profile to a rape-site, effectively inviting these men to make her fantasy a grim reality.

 

[Kassyghost]

Tiffany glanced back at the the TV just in time to catch the end of the cat fight and let out a soft giggle. Her Mother sat up, placing her bowl of ice cream onto the coffee table and peered over the kitchen island so that she could get a view out the back sliding glass door into the backyard. Kassy saw no light but her mind instantly fell into her fantasy world that she crafted online. She let her imagination craft a scenario about several rapists suddenly breaking in and taking her right in front of her daughter and instantly her pussy clenched and quivered at the thought of it.

"Mom are you okay? You had a weird look on your face, did you see something?" Tiffany suddenly broke her mother's odd trance like state.

"Uhhh? Yeah baby....fine....No I didn't see anything, besides we live in a safe neighborhood, nothing to worry about." Kassy placated her daughter, but her mind was still fantasizing about the fictional kink.

With the majority of her ice cream gone, Tiffany pulled her spoon out and held the bowl up to her face, dragging her tongue around the edge and then lapping up the excess cream at the bottom, when she pulled it away she had a comical ring of sticky white cream smeared around her lips and cheeks. "I'm gonna get some more ice cream, do you want any?" Tiffany asked, showing her mother the licked clean bowl.

"You are a mess young lady....jeez if you keep gobbling it down like that you're gonna get fat you know." Kassy playfully scolded her daughter, but the image of seeing Tiff with the white mess on her lips and cheeks made Kassy think about the rape fantasy again, having strange men blow their loads down her throat and how hot that would be.

Tiff got up and grabbed her ass cheek, giving it a squeeze. "Yeah a fat ASS!" Tiff teased as she giggled and strode out into the darkened kitchen. Her mother had put her concerns to rest, but Tiff decided it could hurt to take a look for herself. She walked up to the big glass doors and peered out into the seemingly empty backyard. She saw nothing, or did she? What is that strange dark shadow? With one hand holding her empty icecream bowl, she reached out with her free hand and slowly slid the glass sliding door open, poking her head out in order to get a better look. "Hello? Is someone there?"

 

[Darrel_W]

Ironically the figures lurking in the dark share a very similar fantasy to the woman inside and it has a near identical effect on them. Flashing the light into the living room did not allow them to glean much, but enough to perceive that there were but two people within, both scantly dressed and one likely the mother while the other must have been the daughter. So when they now stand in the backyard waiting their minds start to fabricate images of Kassandra struggling in vain while her daughter gets to watch how easily her mother is subdued by her attackers and how quickly her body surrenders to the rape of a group of strangers.

Kassandra is also not the only one having coarse fantasies about her daughter. Hers may have been inspired by Tiffany having sticky white cream smeared around her lips, theirs by the idea of her young body writhing helplessly on the couch while knowing she soon will share her mother’s fate. So, by the time the girl walks up to the large glass doors at the back of the house the men hiding already crave satisfaction for their desires.

It’s dark out but bright inside. The intruders eyes had time to adjust to those conditions. Tiffanies didn’t. So while her mind is still busy making sense of the strange shadows and dark shapes out there, she inevitably puts her body on display for the attackers and how she stands there on bare feet, her legs nude and her bust only concealed by a thin wife beater. When she then proceeds to slowly open the sliding door it suddenly flies open as Rick yanks on it hard, hoping the sudden pull will suffice to throw her off balance and turn towards her left for Mike, who stands to the right, grab her from behind.

Mike goes straight for her wrist, grabbing it to roughly shove it up her back while using his second hand to cover her mouth and muffle any screams. “You got her while we get her mom?” Kenneth asks but doesn’t wait for an answer. He has faith for a strapping guy like Mike to be able, overpower and control a teenage girl. Kassandra’s had put her concerns to ease and chose to stay in the living room, likely making it all but easy for the the three to force her daughter back into the house and close the door behind them.

Rick is the last to enter as he takes himself the time to look back over his shoulder and make sure nobody saw them entering. Kassandra might notice the struggle on the kitchen and if not the group moves to the living room next - either way she is confronted with the view of her daughters in the clutches of a gruff looking who has forced her arm up her back and holds her mouth covers with his second hand. Kenneth hopes the sight of Tiffanies distress gives him and Rick time and opportunity to rush her mother and intercept her before she manages to leave the couch.

 

[Kassyghost]

Tiff's unadjusted eyes could barely make out the shape before it snapped into action and sprung toward her like a predatory cat out of the jungle. Her lungs swelled with the anticipation of a scream but before she could make a sound, he was on her. His big hand wrapping around her mouth, smearing the ice cream from her lips onto her cheeks and the other around her waist. His impressive muscles constricted around her petite feminine frame and lifted her off the ground with surprising ease. Her tiny white shirt's flimsy straps shifted, allowing her already significant young breasts to suddenly burst free, Tiffany squealed but the man's suffocating grip on her lips easily muffled it.

From out in the living room, in the blaring constant noise of the mindless reality show, Kassy was completely oblivious to the home invasion currently taking place. She thought she may have heard something, but it was more akin to the moan of her daughter after another spoon full of delicious ice cream. "Honey? Will you get Mommy a glass of wine?" Kassy asked without turning her head, currently the dumb whore on television was telling another dumb whore about how hard her childhood was and it was captivating.

Tiffany kicked her legs and flailed her arms trying to escape her capture but then she realized the shape wasn't alone. Two more men suddenly entered the house. Even in the terror of her situation she noticed how strange it was that they weren't wearing masks. In all the TV shows and Movies she'd ever watched, intruders always wore masks, but not these assholes. The two she could see, weren't like your typical 'bad guy' sterotypes either. No bad jail style tattoos or greasy hair, no look of a hard life at all, they were like male models. 'Totally unrealistic', she thought to herself.

"Tiff honey?" Kassy asked, finally turning to look just as the two men rushed into the room.

 

[Darrel_W]

Strange but true, porn is probably the most silently used word in the world. Statistically, every single person on the planet has once watched a porn scene and yet it’s rarely talked about. The same time, various reports put the industries net worth into the billions. Tiffany is right, these ‘assholes’ aren’t your usual run-of-the-mill burglars, but part of a group that has managed to successfully capitalize on what just may be the worlds most profitable industries. This affords then not only a rather lavish lifestyle, but also provides them with sufficient spare time to work out and generally take care of themselves.

There is nothing normal about what’s happening: the intruders combine the sophistication of internet criminals with the physical prowess of athletes or pornstars. Whatever skirmish is happening in the kitchen it is short lived and Tiffany finds herself lifted of her feet an hopelessly trapped in Mike’s unforgiving grasp. Her mother’s request for wine, called out from the living room, with informs them how oblivious she has remained of her daughters predicament.

Instead of being served Kassandra is presented with something else entirely: the sight of her teenage daughter in the clutches of some brute, her top disheveled with her bare breast exposed and her nude legs kicking helplessly as she is dragged into the room. Making matters worse is that manhandling her daughter causes the guy little visible effort, but rather he makes every impression of thoroughly enjoying the sensation of having her young body squirm against his hulking frame in a vain effort of freeing herself.

Mike takes but a brief look around to find a vacant chair or loveseat and then goes straight for it, forcing Tiffany to her knees with her chest pushed against the seat. He releases his hold of her hips to capture one of her arms and force it up her back and hold her in place. Kenneth meanwhile goes for her mother. Taking a few swift steps he crosses the distance between him and her. Kassandra is a parent and running is probably the last thing on her mind when watching how her daughter is being assailed by an attacker much larger and stronger than her.

Kenneth relies on her motherly instincts to kick it, making it only so much easier for him to subdue his chosen victim. It all happens in a hurry. The one moment Kassandra gets to watch Tiffany being dragged across the room, the next an attacker is already upon her, grabbing her robe to yank it down and putting another hand to her throat to push her back down onto the couch. “Kassandra is it? You may want to stay put.” Kenneth rumbles, revealing to her and her daughter how this is not a random home invasions nor are they victims of opportunity - but that these men, these bastards who violate the sanctity of their home, have deliberately picked her as their target.

Rick stays cool, obviously having faith in his companions ability to subdue both women. There is a crooked grin on his lips when he pulls out a small camcorder, places it down somewhere near the TV and even takes the time to connect a cable to it. “Would you be surprised to hear your mom actually signed up for this?” Mike inquires from Tiffany while digging in his pockets for a set of restraints and proceeds to try cuff the girls wrists behind her back. “You ever get the chance, you may want to check her browsing history on her computer. She isn’t exactly shy sharing her fantasies with a bunch of strangers. You know, being forced down, getting her clothes ripped off and being fucked senseless while she is utterly helpless to do anything about it.”

 

[Kassyghost]

Tiffany squealed as the big man pinned her down in the loveseat and pressed his mass against her tiny teen bottom. Kassandra gasp as the strangely handsome intruder rushed her and yanked her robe open, spilling her massive tits out as he reached up and cupped a hand over her mouth. She was dumbstruck and her entire body shook with fear causing her utters to quiver. It was then that movie actor handsome intruder started to spout some nonsense about Kassy wanting this and even ordering it off the internet.

At first she was too freaked out to conceive the concept of what the psycho was talking about but then her dark fantasy online persona reminded her. "Oh God" She tried to say but the man's hand over her face muffled it and it came out "Mo Mod". Could it really be that someone found out that she was into rape and then stalked her? Could it be that she was about to be responsible for her daughter's violent deflowering? Please god no.

Kass reached up and pried the man's hand down off of her mouth, begging with every ounce of her being. "please no Please I beg of you don't hurt my daughter, I'll do anything you want, just don't hurt her. Tiff are you alright?"

 

[Darrel_W]

Tiffany is about to experience far worse than merely being pinned down by an intruder. With her tight ass pushing against Mike’s groin she can feel how the sensation makes a hard bulge grow rapidly in her attackers pants and she ends up with his erection press tightly against her rump. But then he hears the pleas of her mother and a mirthful smile crosses his lips. “Don’t think for a moment your mom didn’t have lewd thoughts about you too.” Mike snorts and moves aside for Kassandra to have clear view of her daughter and how she was made to kneel there, chest pushed against the loveseat and arms securely cuffed to her back.

Is Tiffany ok? About as okay as a girl can be when an attacker pulls her up, forces her to sit and makes her face her mother. For good measure Mike gives the second strap of her top a good tug to yank it down and now also expose her second breast. Kenneth chortles as Kassandra tries to strike a bargain. “You do anything we want? Yeah, I bet you can’t wait to spread those legs and offer up your wet cunt to anyone decisive enough to claim you. What the heck makes you think we want or need your permission?”

For some reason these guys appear convinced they are in complete control at this point and it makes them slow down a lot. Kenneth doesn’t seem to mind to care that Kassandra pried his hand from her mouth. He sits on the armrest next to her and evidently finds the sight of her nude breasts hard to resist as he reaches down to grope one of her large orbs and gives it a good squeeze. Rick appears done doing whatever he did with the camcorder and Kassandra can be sure the thing is set to record whatever happens to her and her daughter.

Now Rick virtually strolls over to the couch and almost casually goes for the bottoms of her pajamas, trying to get a hold of them on both sides. He slides his fingers under the edges to make sure he also grabs a hold of her panties - should she wear any- to yank both out from under her ass and down her legs. Kenneth tightens his grasp on her breast, squeezing her flesh hard as to minimize any resistance she may muster against being stripped entirely nude in front of these strangers and the eyes of her own daughter.

Tiffany hasn’t faired any better as Mike settled next to her, watching way happens to Kassandra with hungry eyes while wrapping one arm around her daughter to hold her in place. Using a finger of his second hand he whipped over the traces of icecream on Tiffany’s cheek. “Take a good look at your daughters sweet face and her messy mouth. Then tell me she isn’t asking for it as badly as you right now?