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I Had It Coming Ch. 01

By: ChildOfAine



I was a big fat tease. Not just figuratively, but literally. I was a big and fat white girl, and I loved to tease men online. I would go on the internet, starting at a very early age, and tease men, telling them my fantasies, all about my body and what I liked done to it... but I would never meet anyone. Not until I met the man who would later become my husband, that is. 

I'm a good girl, a church mouse, and I have only a few good friends who are the world to me. What they never knew about me, though, is that I had this fantasy for the longest time for someone to talk to me online, find out my darkest desires and fantasies, locate me in real life and force me to live them out!

One afternoon, as I walked out of a convenience store in my neighborhood, I held the door open for someone I thought was going to walk inside. Instead, the man handed me a small piece of paper and walked away. I let the door go, and stared at the paper. 

...Hello Crystal - get in my truck or I'll go rape one or two of your friends here in town instead...

I looked up to see where he'd gone, and a red truck pulled up right in front of me. I hesitated for a moment, feeling my legs turning to jelly under me, then reached out and opened the passenger door. I hefted myself up into the seat and made sure my sundress was all inside before shutting the door behind me. 

The man in the driver's seat didn't even look over or say anything, he just started driving. I stared at him, taking in the details in case I had to describe him to police later. He was average height and appearance, with short dark hair and a few days growth of stubble on his face and neck. He seemed to be in his forties, and wore a red tee shirt, blue jeans and a pair of sunglasses. 

After he'd driven a few miles, he smiled a little.

"Crystal... you are twenty-six years old, born in February of 1988. You are unhappily married. You sing at your church here in town, you enjoy reading, fashion, blogging, and playing with your size 46H tits whenever nobody is looking, while you fantasize about the most vile and slutty things," he said. 

"...yes?" I said, unsure what kind of response he expected from me.

He reached a hand over and rubbed his hand across one of my breasts, "these are mine now, bitch," he said and squeezed it hard. I winced and looked out my window for the rest of the ride. 

The truck pulled off the road and onto a long driveway, I'd been in this neighborhood before, but had never paid attention to it. The house we pulled up to was pretty far away from the other houses, and secluded behind trees. 

"Come on in, and don't bother to try running, I'd just catch you, fatty." He slapped my belly and laughed as he got out of the truck. I could feel my face going beet red from embarrassment and fear. I had fantasized about all of this, but right now, I had no idea if he was intending to let me go when he was done with me or whether he was a crazy person who would take off my limbs... I stared at the sky and the trees on my way inside as if it would be the last time I saw the outside world.

He held the door for me and pushed me off balance as I stepped across the threshold. I yelled out as I caught myself just before falling over.

"Clumsy slut," he laughed. He pointed across the room to an open door. I walked over to the door and looked in at a reasonably sized bedroom. It was a bit dark, but I could see a full size bed, a table with a few things on it and in the opposite corner there was a tripod with what I assumed was a video camera on top. 

"Go on," he pushed me in and closed the door behind us.

"Take your clothes off, piggy," he commanded. He walked over to the table and picked up a digital camera. 

I started to lift my black dress up, but he told me to go slowly. I understood that he wanted to get pictures of me removing my own clothes, so I paused with the dress half up so he could get a shot of that, then paused with it over my head, exposing my huge, white belly. I let the dress drop to the floor. Next, I lifted my black sports bra, exposing one breast at a time, then pulled it all the way over my head, dropping it on top of the dress. I started pulling down my tight black leggings, and paused as I took them down. 

"No panties, Crystal. You slut."

I kicked my leggings aside and crossed my arms in front of my chest, squeezing my breasts together and hiding them. 

"Put your arms down! I know you, you're not modest, you fatass."

I put my arms down at my sides, allowing my breasts to lay down on my belly. After taking a few more pictures, he set his camera down on a table and came back over to me. He ran his hands down the length of my tits, squeezing and feeling their weight, pinching at my nipples and making them hard. He pinches and pulls down on them repeatedly, one at a time, as if he were milking them.

"Moo, you fucking cow."

I cringed and pulled back away from him. He reached forward and slapped my face hard. I cried out.

"Hold still," he said, and I did so as he started the same motion, "Moo, cow."

"Moo," I said quietly, looking down and to the left, ashamed.

"Louder, like you mean it, cow."

"Moo. Moooo..."

"Good cow, are you getting wet being milked like a cow, you little slut?" he asked.

I couldn't deny it, "Yes," I whispered. Having someone play with my nipples is the fastest way to get me turned on, so I couldn't help it. He reached down and smacked my big white belly while his hand travelled to my pussy.

"Hairy... nice." He smacked a tit as he turned around to go mess with the camera on the tripod in the corner of the room, then to rummage through a bag of things on the table. 

He came back over to me with a pink ball gag and wrapped the strap around my head, fastening it in back with the ball snug between my teeth. I heard a snip behind my head and my long, dark blonde hair fell out of the bun it'd been in all day. I shook it out and could feel it brushing my lower back.

He removed my glasses and told me to lay down on the bed, so I sat down and lay on my side. 

"On your back, like a good pig." 

I adjusted, again using my arms to support and cover my large, soft breasts. He came over from his bag of toys and grabbed one of my wrists. He slipped rope around it and tied it tightly to the metal headboard. He went to the other side of the bed and pulled my other wrist up, which allowed both of my breasts to spread out to either side of my chest. This wrist was tied up faster thanks to his practice. 

It was beginning to sink in just how helpless I was, arms tied and face gagged. My heart began to pound heavily in my chest.

The man didn't seem to care. He was tying a rope around my right knee and pulling it up to tie at the same corner as my right wrist, and he did the same with my left leg. Then he tied more rope around my ankles, and fastened the ends of those ropes to each other on the underside of the bed, forcing my calves apart. He stood up and walked to the other side of the room and picked up his camera again, and snapped a few pictures from different angles. 

He came over and started using his fingers, sliding them up and down my exposed slit, and rubbing around my clit. He took a few closeups of my pussy as well.

"I need to make sure you're a very wet little piggy," he slid his middle finger inside my pussy and wiggled it around, "Such a tight hole you have... need to fix that!" He took his hand off my cunt and walked over to the door of the bedroom.

"Wait here," he said, chuckling as he walked out and closed the door behind him.

My bound wrists and hands were already beginning to tingle and go numb, and my shoulders were aching from being stretched. Swallowing around the rubber ball gag he'd buckled into my mouth was more difficult than I'd expected. I struggled against my restraints, but he'd made sure I wouldn't be able to move much for whatever else he had planned. 

...to be continued...

I Had It Coming Ch. 02



My arms and legs were sore from being tied down to the bed, so it felt like an hour before my captor returned. When he came in, I saw he'd removed all clothing except his jeans. Once again, he walked over to the corner of the bedroom, where he had the video camera on the tripod. Because of how I was tied, and the fact that my own fleshy, naked body was blocking my view, it was hard to move my head to see what he was up to. 

He moved over to the table where he had his bag of miscellaneous toys and restraints and God knows what else. I could hear him fish something out of the bag, then he came over to me. He ran a hand along my exposed thigh, up to my pussy. Then I felt some pressure against my clit. I was shaking with fear and anticipation, both. Then the thing clicked on and my whole body jumped. It was a small vibrator!

I squirmed away from it, but there was no point, I couldn't get far. I was mortified at being forced to feel pleasure when I all I wanted to do was run screaming away from this blackmailing creep. I moaned around the pink ball gag in my mouth. 

"Crystal, you moan so pretty," he said, rubbing the little vibrator around my clit, pressing it in, pulling it away, pressing it in again. I let out a little squeal, and could feel a bead of wetness trickling down my ass cheek. He clicked the vibrator off and said, "when we talked, you informed me that the only way you could achieve orgasm was with your clit. I came prepared to make you show me... but not yet."

He went and put the vibe back on the table and came back over to me. He slid a finger up my pussy and collected some of my juice, then he sucked his finger. He moaned with delight, then reached down and unzipped his jeans and pulled them down with his underwear. He knelt onto the bed and leaned forward, grasping my breasts with both hands, squeezing them together and putting his weight on them. Then I felt his cock against my ass cheek. He moved his hand down onto the bed to steady himself as he reached down and positioned his hard, hot cock against my clit. He smacked the head against my clit a few times until he heard me whimper, then moved it down to my wet and waiting pussy.

"Look at me, Crystal," he was breathing heavily, I looked up at him, "look into my eyes while I fuck your cunt you little cow." 

My eyes went wide as he thrust hard and plunged every inch into my pussy, then I squeezed them shut. I felt a sudden smack against the side of my face.

"I said look at me."

He pulled his cock out and slammed it back inside me again. I opened my eyes and saw him smiling.

"God you've got a tight cunt," he gyrated his hips and ground his dick in as far as he could, "I think you've got the best feeling cunt I've ever had. It's a shame what I'm going to do to it later on, but right now," he said, still breathing heavy, "right now I'm going to enjoy it."

I watched his face as he pumped his cock into me for several minutes, I couldn't help but moan, because his cock was just big enough to stretch my pussy a bit and give that full, satisfied feeling girls hope for. He was starting to get sweaty, and was muttering "bitch" and "fat slut" over and over. I felt him speed up and I started breathing really heavy, and then he grabbed my breasts again, gripping hard. I winced in pain. Then a horrible thought occurred to me... he was going to cum. I started shaking my head no, and I saw a wicked smile come across his face.

"Yeah," he panted, "I'm going to cum in your pussy bitch!"

I shook my head no even harder, and tried pleading with my eyes. I wasn't on the pill or anything. I began fighting desperately against him and the ropes he'd tied me with, but still I could barely move. 

"Mmmm! Yeah, I'm cumming, you fat bitch," he said as he pushed all the way into me and held there, his hips crushing into mine, "Ahhh, ahhh," he thrust a few more times and held again, "Take my cum in that fat cunt!" He reached out and smacked my right breast. 

I was whimpering and could feel tears stinging my eyes. What was I going to do if I got pregnant by this creepy asshole? What would my husband say? Our relationship was troubled and we hadn't had sex for more than a year, so there would be no way it could be his.

The man smacked my ass cheek as he got off the bed and headed over to the table, and came back. I heard a click and suddenly my clit was being vibed again. I felt hot tears fall down the sides of my face as I struggled not to feel pleasure. He reached a hand up and caressed one of my breasts, rubbing and pinching my nipple, making it hard. I could feel an orgasm building even though I fought it, and I knew soon I'd lose control. My tears kept flowing as I stared at the blurry ceiling, my body starting to push itself against the vibrator. He moved his hand to my other breast, plucking at the nipple, making it as hard as its twin.

"Are you going to cum, slut?" he asked. All I could do was moan into the gag. 

"Are you going to cum with another man's seed in your womb, Crystal?"

I closed my eyes hard and nodded, as my pussy began to pulse. I could feel my face was hot and red with embarrassment. Then I heard a click, and the vibe was switched off. My eyes shot open and I looked around. He got up and walked away.

"Not yet, you eager little whore."

Tears flowed faster now as my pussy was left in the open, throbbing and unable to achieve an orgasm that I didn't even want! 

"I know you really wanted to get off. You're a slut, it's what you do," he said as he came over with a towel and started drying my tears with it, "but don't worry, you'll get to do it after a little while." 

As he stepped away, I heard a noise outside the room, and then heard the front door open.

"In here," my captor yelled out. I could feel my stomach do a 360 degree turn. 

Heavy footsteps approached the bedroom door, and a tall black man entered the room. He was bald and middle aged, with a hard stare that was fixed on me. I could only imagine what I looked like to this stranger, as a tied up, gagged, red faced, fat, white girl with her pussy fully exposed and probably leaking cum. 

"Lucky you," said my captor to this new stranger, "you're the first one."

First one? What?

"Haha, good. She's nice and fresh," said the black man, as he stepped up to the bed, "and looks just like the picture you posted, too!" He came over and put a big hand on my right breast and gave it a squeeze. "Man, these are huge. You're a lucky man!"

Even though I'd been getting called a cow all day, I suddenly began to feel like true livestock, being appraised.

"And this juicy ass," he slid his hand along under my thigh and down my ass. I was shaking with fear. "So when do I..."

"Whenever you're ready."

"Mm-mm," the black man said, then leaned down between my legs. I felt him licking my pussy lips and then between them, slurping at my clit, "she's a tasty little slut, huh?"

"Definitely," said my captor as he stepped out of the room. He came back with two folding chairs and he set them up just inside the door. The black man pushed his shorts down and I looked over to see a big, hard black dick spring out. It was bigger than anything I'd ever had inside me, and I knew it was going to hurt. He positioned himself over me, his eyes transfixed on my breasts as he lined up to my pussy, which was already slightly sore from the fucking I'd had just a minute ago. He pushed forward slowly.

"Oh, tight, tight," he repeated as he split my pussy with his big cock, "mmmm so tight, tight, tight." He smacked my ass hard as he pushed in further. I thought he'd never get all the way in. Just as I felt him up against my cervix and gasped, I heard the front door again. I looked over at my captor, who had just gotten his jeans back on. He smiled that wicked smile again, and called out, "In here!"



I Had It Coming Ch. 03



The next man who entered the bedroom was blonde and dirty, and brought with him the stench of booze. He smiled when he saw me helplessly tied to the bed, with a large black man balls deep in my pussy. I looked the other way and felt gravity pull a tear out of my left eye. I turned my head far enough to wipe it on the sheet under me. The booze smell grew stronger as the blonde man got close up to me and started squeezing my breast. Then I cried out in sudden pain as he slapped it hard. I bit down on my pink ball gag and groaned.

"Did you see that!" the blonde man yelled and laughed, "watch!"

I cried out again as he brought his hand down on my tit once more.

"God I've never seen a girl jiggle so much in my life."

The black man laughed, too, and the asshole who had gotten me into this mess was laughing across the room. I was snapped out of that particular humiliation when the cock that was buried in my pussy started to pull out, then push back in. 

"Hey, slap her a few more times man," said the guy who was fucking me.

I let out a long scream around my gag as the man beat my tit repeatedly. 

"Amazing, her pussy clenches every time!" the black man said, fucking me harder, "it feels so good!" He moaned as he started fucking faster. I could feel his balls smacking my ass in time.

The blonde man reached out and slapped my other tit hard. I ground my teeth into my gag and growled. 

"You don't like that?" he said, and laughed. "How about this?"

He reached out and slapped my face with the same force. My cheek was throbbing. Then he started rubbing my nipples and I moaned. 

"I think she does like it," said the black man, "I hope she likes hot cum, too."

Again, the realization that not only was I full of my captor's cum already, but this man was fucking me bareback, too. He grunted and pumped his cock into me faster, slamming up against my cervix with every thrust, causing a great wave of pain every time. 

The blonde guy leaned down and started sucking one of my nipples and rubbing the other. 

"Mmmm I'm gonna cum in this tight white pussy, bitch!"

The blonde one suddenly bit down on the nipple he was sucking and pulled back, while gripping the other nipple tightly between two fingers and twisting it hard. 

"Ohhh!" the black man yelled out, burying his dick deep inside me. I could tell he was cumming.

My body was trying to twist away from the assault on my breasts, but it was no use. It seemed like every time I moved, my tied limbs were more restricted.

"Mmmm," the black man moaned as his body relaxed on top of me, "Oh, wow."

I felt his softening member slip out of me, followed by a stream of cum which I could feel puddling under my ass. The blonde man let go of my tits as the black man climbed off the bed and wiped his wet dick on my thigh before pulling his shorts back up.

"Good fuck," he said to my captor and left. He must have held the door because without hearing the front door again, two more men walked in. 

"Holy shit, she's huge," said a short, balding man to his taller, red haired companion.

"I told you so," said the redhead.

The drunk blonde asshole was climbing on the bed and pulling his jeans around his knees by this point, and rubbing his average sized red dick up and down my soaked pussy, getting it really wet with the mix of cum dripping out of my hole. I heard the front door slam shut and in walked a really big man, tall and big around as well, but definitely muscular under his fat. He looked at me hungrily and sat down on one of the folding chairs available. I was too busy watching him to realize that the asshole on top of me was lining up with my asshole. 

My eyes went wide, and I squealed into the gag as he pushed in. He laughed wickedly at my surprise, and the roomful of men laughed, too. This was only the second dick that had made it into my ass in my life, and the first one had been pretty small. 

After he had stretched my ass around the whole length of his member, he was no longer gentle with it. He pounded my ass hard, and I thought my ass would probably be ripped and bleeding afterward. He reached out and started slapping my tits some more as he rode me harder, grunting and huffing and laughing like a madman. I closed my eyes and tried to forget what was happening to me. 

He slowed for a moment to turn to ask my blackmailer if he was allowed to cum in my ass, or if he had to cum in my pussy. 

"We need as much seed in her fat pussy as we can get. I want her knocked up!" he shouted, and the men in the room laughed again. The blonde guy started pumping away again and hitting my face repeatedly. The two men who came in together walked up on either side of me. They had removed their pants and were stroking their cocks. They each put a hand on one of my tits and started pulling and pinching my nipples while making themselves hard. 

"Mmmmm lemme knock your fat ass up!" commanded the blonde as he pulled out of my ass and slammed into my pussy. I whimpered as he moaned and came into my womb. I definitely didn't want this drunk idiot to be the father of anyone, let alone a baby that came out of me. He smacked my pussy hard as he climbed off and pulled his pants up. I was relieved that he was going to leave, but he didn't. Instead he plopped into the chair next to the hulking man who was watching me quietly.

The balding man hopped onto the bed and stuck his little prick into me. I could barely feel it, and somehow that was more degrading than getting stretched out by a big dick. The guy didn't seem to care though, as he gripped my thighs hard and plowed away. 

"Oh my god, look at all that fat bounce around," noted the drunk spectator.

I heard a click and noticed the red haired guy was walking around the room taking pictures with his phone. The drunk had noticed too, and he got up and pulled out his phone. It didn't take long before the balding guy was cumming in my pussy, too. He hopped off of me, and the redhead took his place. He reached out and held my tits as he fucked me. He wasn't very rough like the others were, and I marvelled at the fact that I was appreciating a gentle screwing by a total stranger. Nevertheless, I looked up and made eye contact with this one, hoping I could communicate that I was doing this against my will.

"Oh, wow, she looks like she likes you, Red," said the blonde drunk. The redhead just laughed and kept grinding his hips into me. He came pretty quickly, too. Five loads in my pussy. There was no way I was coming out of this not pregnant. 

Finally, the blonde man left, but his boozy stench still faintly lingered in the room. The redhead and his friend took off at the same time, so it was just me, the burly dude on the chair and my blackmailer, who was leaning against the table across the room.

"Are you having fun yet, Crystal?" he called over. I made a high pitched whine at him, "You're starting to sound like the farm animal you resemble, Crystal." He walked over and I heard the familiar click as my clit came alive and started responding to the little vibrator. I moaned and closed my eyes. 

"Your pussy is all slippery with cum," he said, running his fingers up my slit. He switched off the vibe and brought his fingers to my face and wiped the cum on my cheek. I could smell its musk. 

"This is a friend of mine," he said, motioning to the man on the chair, who stood when he was mentioned, "he has a special interest in fat sluts, and I promised him a turn with you."

My blackmailer left the room and closed the door behind him. The big man started removing his belt from the loops in his jeans. I thought he was going to take them off, but when he didn't, I felt a knot start to grow in my stomach. He folded the belt over on itself and paused to think for a moment. Then suddenly THWACK! 

I screamed louder than I ever have in my life as my thigh was suddenly on fire. He didn't even hesitate before landing another blow with his belt right on the same spot. I thought I couldn't scream louder than before, but I was wrong, and the gag did little to muffle my high pitched shriek. My screaming changed to groaning as his blows kept coming, from one thigh to the other. He stopped and stood back, no doubt admiring the thick red welts I knew had to be appearing across my white skin. 

The man grabbed his groin and moaned. Then he started removing his pants. His penis was rock hard. Long and thick, with ropey veins like you see in hardcore porn videos, and clean shaven with heavy hanging balls. I was still waiting for the pain in my thighs to lessen when he got on the bed and came right up on me, his body brushing the fresh marks on my backside. I hissed with the pain. 

At first, when I saw his hand coming toward me, I thought he would slap me like the other guy did, but instead he placed it just under my jaw and started pressing down. I wanted to scream, but instead I sucked in a deep breath. My deep breath was cut off as his fingers sank deeper into the flesh of my neck. He held my throat firmly as he started pushing his hips forward. Again I wanted to scream as his cock entered me because it was bigger even than the black man's and was stretching my pussy even more. 

My mind started to swim because I couldn't breathe, and I struggled hard against my restraints, but the man wouldn't let up. He had gotten his dick as far as it would go in my vagina, but he kept pushing farther. I was trying to shake his hand off by shaking my head, but my head could barely turn. I was beginning to wonder if my face was turning purple and if my blackmailer would actually let this man kill me, when suddenly he released my neck. 

My relief was short lived as he pulled his cock almost all the way out of me and thrust it all the way back in! I groaned loudly between gasps of air as he gutted me with his big meaty dick. I sucked in another big gulp of air when I saw his hand coming back and sure enough, he was choking the life out of me again as he fucked me deep and hard. The room was spinning and my body was convulsing, trying to get air, but to no avail.

Things were going fuzzy and my body was getting warm and soft by the time he finally let go of my throat the second time. I could feel hot tears streaming down both sides of my face, and I stopped groaning because of the brutal fucking I was getting. I just lay there and waited for it to end. I sighed as he stepped off the bed and I looked over. I could see that he was still obviously hard. 

He walked over to the table where the blackmailer was keeping his toys, and came back. He had a rope in his big hands. He turned around, and I couldn't see what he was up to, but when he started towards me again, I saw that he had made a crude slipknot out of it. I wildly shook my head "no" as he came up and slipped it over my head easily, then laced the long part of the rope around a bar on the headboard. He climbed back on top of me and pulled the rope hard. I felt it cinch around my throat as he pulled on it and it cut off my airway for a third time. 

His cock didn't immediately enter me at first, but instead I was shocked by a sudden sensation in my pussy, he had the vibe and had turned it on, but I could barely hear the click and buzzing over the pounding in my ears. I could definitely feel the pleasure on my clit though and I hated this man for doing this to me. My arms were trying to free themselves so I could grasp at my throat, but still they had no slack. He pulled the vibe away, and gave a bit of slack on the noose, and I just lay there panting. 

He didn't give me long to breathe this time before he pulled the rope again, and put the vibe back on my clit. He dug the vibe in hard and I could feel the blood rushing down to my cunt. I didn't want to give this sick bastard the satisfaction, but I couldn't stop myself. He slackened the rope just a tiny bit and I was cumming so hard I could see colors flashing in front of my closed eyes. 

The pleasure was short lived as he pulled the rope even harder, and I could feel myself drifting into darkness, but not before I felt the sick fuck jam his cock back in to empty himself into my limp body. 

My head was pounding when I came back to consciousness but I could hear a muffled conversation in the other room. I cracked one of my eyes open and looked around. The big man was gone, and as far as I could tell, it was just me and the ever watchful video camera on the tripod in the corner of the room. Judging by the voices of several different men, I wouldn't be alone for long.



I Had It Coming Ch. 04



My limbs were stiff and throbbing when I regained consciousness, but now freed from the ropes that had held them. I examined the deep red marks around my wrists that were beginning to bruise. I tried to stretch my jaw, but I found that although my kidnapper had freed my arms and legs, the pink ball gag was still in my mouth. My mind was foggy and I was wondering whether to take it out or not when the door to the bedroom opened. 

My captor walked in and closed the door behind him. The men's' voices I could hear out in the living room continued to talk amongst themselves, laughing occasionally.

"Rise and shine, Fatty." 

I started to sit up on the edge of the bed, and groaned when I put weight on my sore thighs and aching pussy and ass. I could see light bruises on my big white tits and belly.

"Oh, Crystal. Don't tell me you're worn out already... we've only just started on you," he laughed.

I shot him a venomous look, which probably looked remarkably stupid with the gag still in my face. 

"You do look like a mess though. Here, clean yourself up!" he threw a package of wet wipes on the bed next to me. I pointed to my mouth.

"Good slut, asking permission. I can take it out if you promise to be quiet, but it's just going to go back in in a few minutes," he came over and unfastened the back. I pulled it out and shut my mouth for the first time in a couple hours. It was excruciating!

I cleaned my face with a wipe, and parts of it turned black with mascara that had smeared around my eyes. I started wiping the rest of myself down, being gentle with my swollen pussy and thighs. I was so humiliated when I stood up and felt more cum gush from my pussy and down my legs. I cleaned that up, too.

The man came over to me with the camera. 

"Okay, bitch, show me that pretty smile!"

I squinted my eyes at him, but stayed quiet like he told me to.

He reached out and slapped my face, "I said smile!"

I turned up the corners of my lips, but apparently that wasn't enough. He struck my cheek again.

Reluctantly, I opened my mouth and gave a big smile. The flash was blinding and left spots in my eyes. 

He put a hand on my chest and shoved me back and grabbed my belly. 

"Oh my god you're just so FAT."

He was shaking my belly around and making it jiggle as much as he could. I started slapping at his hands trying to make him stop, but he stopped on his own and just laughed at my humiliated face.

"Okay, back to silence, you," he said, shoving the gag back in my mouth. I thought about how I should break away and run out the door and out to the street before this psycho did anything worse to me, but with guys in the other room, and no clothes or shoes, I doubted I would get very far. 

"Come here."

I walked to the edge of the bed. He told me to spread my legs wider and he tied each of my ankles to the legs of the bed and grabbed a pillow and put it over the foot board. Anticipating what he wanted, I leaned forward over the pillow and rested my weight on it. Then he bound my hands together and stretched me painfully by tying the other end of the rope to the top of the headboard. My ass and pussy were fully now fully exposed with my tits dangling over the bed. 

I hissed into my gag, and the man slapped my ass hard and laughed. 

"You should really have thought out what you posted online... you never know who's reading your ads and looking at your pictures," he reached out and put a few fingers in my pussy, "not nearly as tight as when you got here, but you're still in pretty good shape."

He removed his fingers, and a moment later I heard the door open. Someone walked over to my left side and brushed my hair over to one side before putting a sleeping mask over my eyes.

There were hands on my ass and back, and someone feeling the weight of my heavy tits in their hands. I could feel a couple of fingers work their way into my asshole, and a deep voice said "mmm nice tight ass!" The fingers were replaced by a dick and I squealed as he pushed it all the way in one stroke. That man's hands felt around my body until he was practically laying on top of me, and he grabbed my tits from behind, squeezing them hard while he pumped away. 

"Remember, you can fuck her ass if you want, but you have to cum in her pussy," said the sick bastard who brought me here. I could hear even more pictures of me being taken by both my captor and people who must have had their cell phones out. 

The cock in my ass pulled out and immediately plunged into my fertile pussy, releasing a load of hot cum inside. I groaned with humiliation, but when I heard the guys laugh, I realized it probably sounded like I was enjoying it. 

That cock pulled out of me, and my body stiffened as I felt something cold and hard pushing up against my vagina. It was big, I could tell that much, and I really hope they wouldn't...

"AAaahnn!" I screamed into the gag as they shoved it forward. My fingers gripped the ropes binding me to the bed hard, and I bit down on the ball in my mouth. I thought it wouldn't go any further in, but they kept pressing and laughing at me. I felt it twist inside me and it slid in even further. I screamed again as the foreign object hit my cervix, and they kept pushing. 

They stopped pushing on it, and I felt a little relieved, but I still felt like my pussy was being ripped in two. Something dripped on my ass, and I felt it get slathered over my crack and in and around my ass... then something cold pressed against that, too. I screamed again and violently shook my head no.

This one felt weird, like it was going in sideways, and my asshole was stretched to it's limit, but then suddenly popped down as whatever it was slid inside me. They pushed it in a bit further, then pulled back and forth, fucking my ass with the strange thing.

"Hehehe, two baseball bats!" called out one guy over the laughter, and the image of my pussy being out in the open with a baseball bat sticking out of my pussy and another one in my ass flooded my mind. I realized they must have flipped the second one around and put it in grip first, and was oddly grateful for that. 

"Can I send a video of this to my friend?" asked the same voice.

"Of course!" said my captor, who I could tell was sitting on the chairs by the door now.

The bats started to move inside me, and I was struggling against my bindings again. They were fucking me hard with them, tugging back and forth, so that as one was moving in, the other was moving outwards. My whole ass was on fire. The first bat pulled out, and I could feel air inside my pussy for a second before some stuck their fingers up inside me. They fit four fingers easily, and slowly worked their thumb in. They gave a shove and I could tell their whole fist was in my pussy. He pumped his fist in my pussy as the end of the bat was still working my ass over, then that pulled out, too. It was more painful going out than in! 

The fist left my pussy, and again I could feel air inside. My pussy was never going to be the same after all this. 

In succession, four different cocks slid in my newly loose pussy and deposited their cum inside. The last man to leave punched the back of my head while he was filling me up, which made my pussy tighten up for a second.

After he left, I was still panting, and whining from the pain. 

"Nobody is ever going to get pleasure from using your pussy again, Crystal," I heard from the doorway. The man walked up to me and stuffed his fist inside my cunt, and I groaned.



I Had It Coming Ch. 05



I was left tied, bent over the bed, with my newly stretched pussy gaping and throbbing in the open air of the bedroom, which now reeked of sex and sweat. The blindfold was making my scalp itch, and I could hear my captor rustling around on the far side of the room. He was humming, and using scissors by the sound of it. 

He walked over and released my arms from the headboard first, and then untied my feet. It hurt to stand upright, but I did it anyway, and stretched. The strangers' cum oozed out of my pussy and dripped down both thighs. I slipped the blindfold off and ran my hands through my hair, which was partially wet from sweat and one of the last guys spitting on me. I wouldn't remove the gag though until he said I could. 

"Let's go get you washed up," he said, and he set down my dress. I could see little black scraps fall to the floor by his feet. What did he do to my clothes? 

Before I could answer that question, he took my hand and led me into his bathroom. I pointed to the pink gag in my mouth to ask if I could remove it. 

"Good cow," he said, "Go ahead. We need to get you pretty."

I took off the gag and handed it to him, flexing my jaw as I stepped into the shower. The curtain was transparent, and I was humiliated as he stayed in the bathroom and watched me bathe. My whole body was sore, and a part of my right breast was starting to bruise. 

I whimpered as I washed between my legs. My pussy, aside from being in pain, was also unrecognizable to the touch. I heard some clicks from the other side of the room. He was even taking pictures of this! I turned off the water, and he handed me a towel to dry off.

"By the way," he said, casually, "my friend, the one with the belt... he says he loves how you sound while you're choking to death."

I just gave him an icy stare. 

We went back into the bedroom, the sex stench hitting me like a brick wall now that my nose was reset from the shower. 

"Here you go, Cow." He tossed my dress to me. 

I held it up and sighed. It was a mini-dress now that probably wouldn't even cover my ass or the part of my belly that hangs down.

"What about the rest of my clothes?" asked, a bit afraid of the answer. He tossed over a bag and I dumped it out on the bed. My leggings were shredded completely, cut to bits and he'd cut the cups out of my bra. That made me almost break down and cry...

"Yes, I know that's your biggest insecurity," he sniped, "now put that bra on and get your dress and shoes on, we're going out."

I slipped the bra on, and felt ridiculous because my fat saggy breasts just flopped right through the holes. I asked if I could go without it, but he told me to wear it since I requested it. I put the dress on over it and checked the length. It did cover everything, but just barely. I slid my shoes on, and we went out into the chilly night air. 

He turned the dome light on and handed me a bag. It had a mirror and some makeup. 

"Use all of these things," was his only instruction. 

Silver eye shadow, bright red lipstick, foundation, blush, and mascara all got applied to my face, and I tried my best to not come out looking like a hooker, but my attempts were pointless. 

"Perfect," he said as I closed the bag, and he took another photo.

I thought he would be taking me to some kind of bar or adult theater or something, but was even more horrified when we pulled up to the local Walmart. 

"Oh god..." I let slip out of my mouth.

My blackmailer let out a creepy chuckle.

"Why don't you get out and go stand over there..." he motioned to the entrance.

I got out, feeling the breeze lifting my dress, and my nipples rubbing the fabric as I walked. I may as well have been naked. 

"Stop there," he said behind me and I turned around, "Smile!" The flash blinded me for a few seconds.

It wasn't just my imagination... everybody was staring at me when we walked inside. The door greeter didn't even greet me, he just stared. The whole length of my chubby legs were visible, and my ass and belly might have been wobbling into view as I walked. Not to mention the huge amount of jiggling cleavage that was showing in this low cut top. 

"I love going out on dates with my best whore," my creepy John Doe whispered into my ear.

We hadn't gone too far into the store when I stopped cold and wondered if I could duck out of the aisle. This didn't go unnoticed by the sick bastard with me.

"What's the matter Cow?" I tried to be smooth, but my eyes gave it away. I was staring, frightened, at a couple down the aisle. 

"Oh, you recognize them?" 

I blushed hard and felt myself starting to sweat.

"Well don't be rude, go say hello! I'll be watching." 

I thought about running, but it was too late. Joe had noticed me. I saw his eyes travel down my body and I felt even more naked than I already was. 

"Hey, Crystal!" He said politely, his eyes trying to focus on mine, but they kept resting on my breasts instead. 

"Hey Joe, Kathy, what are you guys up to?" Kathy turned around and her eyes about popped out of her head when she took in the whole image of me.

"We're just picking a few things up for lunch after church tomorrow," he answered, "will we be seeing you singing there tomorrow?" 

"That's my plan," I answered, mortified by the weird look I was getting from Kathy.

"Excellent, can't wait," said Joe, patting my shoulder and pushing his cart past me. Kathy smiled and stared rudely as they walked off. 

I walked around the closest corner. The sick bastard came up next to me, "He wants to fuck you, Cow." 

"Go away," I said, burying my face in my hands. He gripped my wrists and tore my hands from my face. 

"You're not allowed to show shame. You're nothing but tits and three fat holes that need abuse from wherever they can get it. You told me that yourself." 

He was right, but I still wanted to slap him hard right then. More than that, I wanted to castrate him. 

"Look at this," he held up his phone. I cringed when I saw it. He'd taken a picture of me talking to my church friends, I looked like a shameless fat whore like he said, and the picture showed Joe's hand on my shoulder and his eyes clearly on my fat saggy tits. 

"Oh, god..." I said again. I felt like I was about to hurl.

"No shame, church slut." He reached out and pushed the neck of my dress to the side and popped my tits out. 

"Oh no, what are you doing!" I frantically tried to cover them.

"Moo for me and you can put them back." He pushed my hands away and started pinching and pulling my nipples like he had at the start of all this.

"No, please!"

"Moo five times, Cow."

"No!"

"Moo ten times."

"Oh no Moo!" I said quietly.

"Louder," he said as he kept pulling them.

"Mooo! Mooo!"

"Hey!" Said a voice behind me and I jumped out of my skin and scrambled to cover myself.

"Hey there," my captor said back. There was an old man with white hair and thick glasses standing there, who obviously knew him. He reached out immediately and grabbed one of my tits in each hand. 

"You still have seven moo's left, Cow." 

The new guy starts playing with my nipples, and I'm starting to get wet from the stimulation and the humiliation. I finish mooing, getting louder as directed. Finally I was allowed to cover them back up. Just in time as a woman walked past us. 

"Moo!" I hear from behind me... oh no... my blackmailer has his phone out again and is playing a video he just took of me mooing for this weirdo. "Moo, MOOO!" it says. 

The woman gives us a sour look and leaves the aisle.

I spot Joe out of the corner of my eye, looking through a rack of clothes. He looks up and sees me and the two men I'm with. He smiles, and I smile back. 

Thirty seconds go by, as I watch my blackmailer's gears turning behind his eyes. 

"Okay Crystal... how much do you want this to go on Youtube?" he asks, and starts playing the video. 

"Stop that!" I snap, "of course it can't go on Youtube."

"Then you need to offer to have sex in my truck with your church buddy over there."

"What? No!"

"I already made you a profile and everything. CrystalTheCow," He flips his phone so I can see.

"Nooo..." I say, but it's not much of a choice.

"Go on," the white haired guy nudges me towards Joe. I start walking, my stomach twisting with every step. I get up close to him. 

"Hey Joe... so where did Kathy go?"

"Hey. Oh, she's in the fitting room, trying some things on. I have a feeling she'll be there a while."

I was shocked when he moved in closer. But part of me was flattered, too. He leaned in to whisper to me.

"Can I ask you something? I don't mean to be rude or anything..."

"Of course."

"Why are you dressed like that tonight?"

I blushed and tried to think of a good explanation, but my mind was drawing a blank. 

"Honestly, I'm just feeling really naughty tonight." I couldn't believe that came out of my mouth.

Joe looked around nervously, and then reached out to cup one of my breasts. I moaned involuntarily and watched a grin cross his handsome face. 

"Can you come with me to my car?" 

"Of course. Lead the way," he laughed, looking around one last time before following me.

In the parking lot, I opened the back doors of the truck's cab and noted that it would be a tight squeeze, but we could do it in there. 

"Ladies first," he, and anyone else in the parking lot, got a nice view of my pussy and ass as I climbed into the back seat. I turned around and saw the blackmailer and his friend near the door of the store, watching. Joe shut the door behind him and set to work undoing his pants. 

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time, Crystal," he said with a smile.

"Really," I responded, laying back on the seat. I reached around my belly and started rubbing my clit. Maybe I could get something pleasant out of this nightmare.

I could see Joe's dick now, and it was pretty average, with a slight bend. I suddenly realized that thanks to the experience I'd had today, my pussy was all stretched. Just earlier today, this would have been a whole lot better of an experience for him.

"Oh yeah," he said, spreading my thighs, "and judging by the marks I just saw on these pretty thighs, you like things rough, too. My favorite." Suddenly Joe's personality changed big time. His hand cracked across my face and then he gripped my thighs and plunged his dick inside me. He pumped away in my pussy, and threw a hand right on my throat to steady himself. 

All I could really feel was pain from my sore cunt, but I moaned for him anyway, hoping that if he thought I was enjoying it, it would give him the satisfaction my vagina couldn't anymore. Apparently it wasn't enough though, because he stopped.

"How dirty do you feel?"

"Oh god I'm so dirty, fuck me hard!" I moaned. 

He pulled out of my pussy and slipped it in my asshole. I gasped, and he let out a deep grunt of satisfaction. 

"Oh now that's a tight hole. Mmmm!" 

I was officially the most humiliated I'd ever been. The blackmailer was right, my pussy couldn't satisfy a man anymore.

Joe took a mouthful of my tit and bit and sucked my nipple as he fucked my ass hard. 

I remembered the blackmailer's rule about having guys cum in my pussy, and I figured I'd rather have Joe's baby than some stranger, so to make that a possibility I started begging while Joe was in the height of his passion. 

"Joe please, cum in my pussy, I need it! Please cum in my cunt!"

Without missing a beat, he pulled out of my ass and squirted right into my pussy, grunting and pushing as far into me as possible.

"Mmmm," he moaned, "I haven't had good sex in ages. I hope we can do this again sometime?" 

Without another word, he buckled himself back into his pants and was gone.