2 comments/ 25978 views/ 2 favorites Penance Ch. 02 By: DuckLover [Please note that this story involves scenes of non-consensual sexual activity, AKA coerced, forced, or rape. It also involves themes of shame/guilt, humiliation, and bondage. If you are offended by such scenes or consider them a turn-off, please close this window and select a different story. You may enjoy one of my other stories, as most of them involve only willing & enthusiastic participants.] ************************************************* As Karen walked tearfully upstairs toward the bathroom, she tried to wipe away the faceful of Mike's cum that was stinging her eyes. If it wasn't for her tears, it would probably be worse. He had just burst into her apartment behind her when she came back from the gym. He just couldn't let go of what happened last year and kept rubbing her face in it, often literally like today. He'd made her strip off her sports bra, kneel down, and blow him right there in her entryway; he didn't even let her swallow, instead further humiliating her by blasting his load all over her face and hair. Now he'd sent her upstairs to shower. She hoped he be satisfied and just leave. Karen tried not to think about that as she closed the bathroom door and started the shower. She wiped her face mostly clean with an old washcloth, glad that she had one nearby that she didn't mind throwing away later. Maybe burning it... The room started to steam up and she stripped off her gym shorts, panties, and sweatsocks. It would feel good to wash all this grime off, to wash away the last couple hours. She stepped into the stream of the shower and stretched, letting the hot water flow over her skin and begin relieving her sore muscles. Reaching back, she grabbed the shampoo and started rubbing a large quantity into her hair – one big squirt of goo to remove another. While vigorously scrubbing her hair and using the shampoo to wash her face, Karen began to hum loudly as she often did while washing her hair. Suddenly she heard the door open and the shower curtain whisked aside. "Oh good, just how I expected to find you. You can't wash away what happened that easily – we've still got plenty of fun left for tonight!" Karen recoiled into the corner of the shower, squinting through the soap and trying to cover herself as it burned her eyes. She started to wipe the worst away so she could see to push him away, but strong hands grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the wall. "No-no! You don't deserve to see how good I look naked. You just keep your eyes closed, bitch. This is my playtime." She could feel Mike's body pressed against hers, his semi-hard cock growing as it rubbed across her smooth, soapy thigh. He slid down her and started suck on her tits, sucking them and biting her nipples hard enough to make her yelp. "I know you like that, don't you?" he taunted between bites, "You like it rough. Feelings don't matter to you, just a good, hard fuck!" "No, please..." she whimpered, "not like this. I don't, I didn't-" "Shut up!" he yelled, "I don't care anymore. I don't wanna hear it; I just wanna hear you squeal." Releasing her hands, Mike yanked up on her knee and started guiding his cock between her legs. Karen was knocked so far off-balance, she could only flail out her arms, catching the showerhead with one hand and bracing against the wall with the other. She gasped as Mike plowed his hard cock all the way into her pussy with just one thrust and her eyes popped open in shock. Almost immediately she had to squeeze them shut against the burning soap and the intensity of Mike's thrusts slamming her back against the tile. His lustful grunts matched the timing of her plaintive squeals as she simply tried to avoid falling in the ceramic tub. "Bitch, you been getting some, haven't you? Your pussy's all loose like a whore. Is that what you're doing now? I wouldn't be surprised if you were, that's what you did to me, isn't it?" "No, I-" Again her protest was cut off by Mike grabbing her ass and using his powerful legs to plow her hard against the wall. It took all her effort to stay upright and not crack her head on the tile. "Oh yeah," he said, clenching his hand on her ass, "You been working out, huh? Getting in shape for your whoring? I think I wanna find out how big a slut you turned into. Your ass is sure firm," He paused his thrusting long enough to spank her hard, "now let's see how tight it is!" Karen's eyes blinked open once in fear, then closed again in burning pain. Mike grabbed her ass and pulled her around until she faced the showerhead in front of him. He pulled her head back by the hair as he pushed her over at the waist. "You better hope your wet slut pussy lubed my big cock, 'cause you're about to get it!" She knew the shower had washed some of the soap down her back, into the crack of her ass, and she hoped it was enough and she grasped desperately onto the faucet for balance. Her back arched and she keened loudly as she felt Mike's swollen dick push hard against her anus. It hurt as her ass stretched open to accept him; she was actually glad he'd fucked her first and let the soap run down – she could tell this could have been a lot worse. Mike groaned as he pressed deeper into her, then sighed with a shudder when he bottomed out. "Daaaaaamn... I guess maybe you're not quite a total whore, are you? Still got a nice, tight asshole for me to fuck. Good girl. This'll be good for both of us. I'll even help you out." She could feel him rubbing more soap on her ass as he slowly started fucking her. The soap DID help as it ran down between them, coating his cock with each stroke. Soon he was sliding smoothly in and out of her back door, and despite herself Karen could tell it was starting to feel good for her too. She hated him for doing this to her, hated herself for letting him, and hated herself even more for actually liking it. Her body betrayed her by getting so turned on by the feel of his hard cock filling her up. Back when they'd been dating similar scenes had been common pleasures – she'd loved the feel of him fucking her, even and sometimes especially in the ass. But not anymore. This was a kind of torture, both physically and emotionally. Karen was crying, yelps of pain cutting through her tears, and worse, the occasional lustful moan overcoming everything else. Please just stop, she thought, just finish, go away, be done... He wasn't, though. Mike continued to drive his dick deep inside her, grunting and growling. She could hear him chuckle and thrust harder each time she moaned. Her squeezed her ass hard – she was sure she'd have bruises – and spanked her intermittently. Finally, he went into overdrive, pounding her with short, fast strokes. "Ungh! Yeah, oh yeah! Take it! Take my big cock! Fuck – fuck – fuck! You love it; I hear you moan – You. Love. My. Cock. Fuck. Ing. Your. Slut. ASS!" With that he slammed into her so hard that her arms collapsed and she fell against the wall. She could feel his cock spasming and his hot cum jetting up inside her. His loud groan echoed within the shower as he pulled their hips tightly together. When he stopped twitching, Mike leaned over her, bit down on the base of her neck, and then whispered in her ear – "You're such a good little slut. I knew you loved a hard ass-fucking." He then stepped back quickly, pushing her hips away, so that his still-hard cock ripped out of her with a painful *pop*. As Karen slowly slid, whimpering, down the wall to her knees, she could hear him chuckling. Her sphincter burned from the rough treatment, and she could feel his thick cum leaking out of her. This had to be the end, right? He was done; he'd leave? She turned slowly and looked up at him... "Ohhh yeahhh," Mike grinned menacingly, "You look juuuuust fine like that. Hair all in your face, full of my cum, on your knees in front of me... Yeah, come over here and clean me off. Suck my cock 'til it's nice and squeaky clean. That'll be a perfect end to a fun afternoon." Karen recoiled. Suck his cock right after he'd been inside her ass?!? This was worse than anything he'd ever wanted before. No way; she had to draw the line somewhere. But then she saw the cruel, angry glare in his face at her hesitation. That could be dangerous. Besides, he'd said this was the last thing, right? All she had to do was get through this and it would be over. It might not be too bad – they were in the shower after all. She could wash him clean with soap first, and if she was licking his balls, which she knew he enjoyed, he might not notice that she wasn't sucking his cock right away. OK, she'd do it. She leaned forward just as Mike took a step toward her, reaching out angrily to grab her. They collided, and Karen essentially head-butted his hip. On the slippery shower floor, Mike's foot slid out from under him, and he fell backward, cracking his head on the edge of the tub. The sound was loud, and when he didn't curse or immediately stand up, Karen both hoped and worried for a moment that he might be dead. Then she saw his chest rising and falling and realized that he was just knocked out. This was her chance – she could call the police and have him arrested, right here in her tub. Her grin fell almost as quickly as it rose. That would mean hearings, a trial... she would be further humiliated by him having to repeatedly tell everyone what all had happened. A wicked new idea struck her. She rolled him out of the tub, finished showering, and then stepped over him to dry off. It was payback time... ************************************************* [I hope you enjoyed this story. Please rate it below and feel free to leave a comment; I appreciate all constructive feedback. Thank you!] Penance Ch. 02 Angelis walked the edge of the pool. It was set up to reflect what the pools in Greece looked like back in ancient times. Or at least that's what her mother told her. Regardless, it was beautiful by day but absolutely perfect at sunset. She could walk around the pool for hours if she could. The heat and humidity felt great against her sun kissed skin. "Do you know how freaking good this feels, Gabby?" she shouted over to her friend, the same one that did whatever she wanted her to do, whenever she was told. If Gabby wanted to be one of the "in girls" then she had to do whatever she was told and preferably by Angelis. Angel was a freak show; she would do just about anything once. She loved life, she loved being sexy, and she loved to tease, and more than anything loved to be punished for taking things too far. This summer was proving to be a wild one already, and she hadn't even started her first semester in university yet. She couldn't even begin to imagine the possibilities in a place like that. "Are you a virgin Gabby?" her voice was anything short of sweet, instead tempting and teasing, knowing what her answer would be. "Of course I am, and you should be too" the girl had actually a cocky response back. "Aww Gabby everyone can't be me," she twisted it back on her little student as she seen it, her little pet was even more like it. " It's going to take a lot to be me and do what I do and do it oh so well, I always get my way, and that's how its always going to go," Angel finished in a very hushed sort of tone, that could really make Gabby think before she spoke again. Perfect. The silence, except for the click of Angel's heels scaling the deck, was well warranted at this moment. Gabby sat on the chair, stiff as a floor board as Angelis took her time, taken by the ambience, reflecting on how stupid and naïve her friend was. She had to do something for her. What a feat that would be. To introduce her to a whole new level of excitement and erotica. " Your such a bitch Gabby...that's why you need to get laid, to get you out of that nasty mood your always in." she snorted and stopped by the chairs to pick up her towel and wipe down her face and arms. So perfect. So pretty. Gabby watched as the woman who had just insulted her stood so close, almost as if she had no regard for what anyone thought or cared. She got away with it too, because she was beautiful. Angelis' hair was braided today, just over her shoulder, in a messy sort of way, a few strands teasing over her left eye. It was the color of cherry chocolate, and glistened a beautiful red, against the setting sun. And no one she knew achieved such a perfect tan, except for Angel. From head to toe she was a beautiful baked bronze. She wished she could look even remotely as good as she did. Rolling her eyes up at the Brazilian beauty, she was quick to hand her another towel, and divert her attention quickly away. Gabby, really didn't want to talk about this. "I bet your so tight and wet all the time..." Angel looked down upon her with a smirk. Just as expected her cheeks lit up a soft hue of pink at the comment. She was really about to dig into her, had the knock on the door not interrupted. "Oooh Father James...this is freaking perfect" she nearly sang out and ran to unlock the outer door to the pool. She had heard his car pull up seconds ago, and had been already thanking her lucky stars for the rare, unexpected opportunity. There she stood, the only thing that made him forget his own religion. She was an exotic, brown goddess. She wore nothing for a bathing suit, or barely. A white bandana style tube top barely covered her nipples and on the bottom, her ass too full to barely contain the material, the silver circles on each side, struggling to be let free. White was a striking color on her he decided. She liked it too. He was drawn to her in the beginning however, not by just how perfect her body was, but her eyes reminded him of a stormy sky, her lashes full like fans, dark and dangerous. That was all he could think about when around her. It truly was a sin. "My mother isn't home Father James," she would eliminate any other thoughts he may have had, with the way her R's rolled off her tongue. "You can still come in though, it's scorching hot out there," she continued and stood aside to usher him inside. He wasn't opposed at all. Stepping in he immediately tugged at his white collar. Spotting her friend sitting off to the side, he knew he had to think twice about going further. He had only wanted to drop off some info about a church function to her mother. Now he was getting wrapped up in something he was finding unavoidable. They both walked around the deck, her friends cheeks a cherry shade of red now, as her apparel was less than appropriate for the occasion. Angelis wiggled her way into her chair, her eyes never leaving Father James'. Gabby looked between the two of them, not quite sure how to feel about the awkward situation.' "Don't worry Gabby. He wont bite," she smirked up at him, and darted her eyes over to her friend to let him know, if he wanted to play it would be fine by her. She would make the girl behave. "Unless not that I know of anyway...right Father James?" there was something in her voice that sent shivers up his spine, and made his cock tingle with anticipation. Angelis, pushed herself away from the chair, and like a cobra doing a dance for its musical master, she made her way towards him, and quickly he was hooked by a finger to his collar. Dipping her nose into the crook of his neck she tugged at his collar once more, setting it free and tossed to the side. She could hear the girl gasp, and the priest clear his throat. He smelled so good it made her pussy wet and very hot. With no warning her quick and nimble little fingers, worked in unbuttoning his robe from the front. Last time he had worn a nice business suit, fit for the devil, he had looked so tasty in it. To her delightful surprise he was wearing a nice five piece suit, and it needed to be ripped to shreds, was what her train of thinking was. And as for Gabby she either be apart of it, or if she put up too much of a fight she would make her watch it. She had his cloak off with such quickness, that she already working on his jacket, and partially on his vest, with greedy, lusty hands. Gabby watched as that was all she could do. It made her horny as hell but what else could she do. This wasn't moral at all, and the fact that Father James even conducted himself that way was insanity. "Gabby get up!" Angels demanding deep toned voice rang out. "And come here." at least that time her pitch softer. She thought for a minute. She really was not dressed appropriately, but she didn't want Angel mad at her either. That girl's anger was harsher that any mean mother. Standing up ever so slowly, she walked casually to where the two stood now, but just out of arms reach. Looking from one to the other, she had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that made her want to get away. " Come here silly girl, I want you to show Father James what good friends we are, ya know us being in the same club and all," there were the words she had waited to hear all night long, and now Angel was basically giving her one last task to complete. Still it felt so, so wrong. Angel worked diligently in taking off his jacket, vest, and now was undoing his white button down with her teeth, leaving her blood red lipstick as a trail against each hole. Father James could have just about smacked her pretty little face for that, but instead wrapped his fingers through her silky, thick, chocolate tresses. His grip was tight, and when she finally pulled away he growled impatiently. Grabbing her friend, Angel pulled her between the two. Taking her arms she wrapped them around the girls' waist at first, then slowly up to her breasts, giving her nipples a pinch, which Gabby protested upon. " Don't be naughty Gabriella, show Father James your tight little body ," she explained to her, as one hand cupped her neck and the other hand slid down the front of her bikini bottom, stretching out the petite girls front, for him to see. Father James, hot from the heat, hot from the obvious show that was being put on, took a few steps back, and found a seat, the only thing left on his chest was his tie, cross and bare skin. He kept himself hair free. All the clothes sometimes irritated his skin, made it itch if he had hair anyone remotely on it. His body was definitely something to be praised. His eyes raked over the two beauties, and he watched patiently as Angel teased him with the other woman. First her fingers trailed down Gabby's front, right into the crotch of the girls' pink bikini bottoms. She was right earlier, she was so wet and hot, that it made even her gasp at the very discovery. Wiggling her fingertips against Gab's hardening bud, she nipped at her ear, mercilessly, making her friend whimper and almost melt against her embrace. "She's a virgin Father James, and the cherry feels ripe for the picking" her eyes found his, but her lips had worked their way to finding those of her friends. With that she worked her slender finger slowly and wickedly into the girls' pussy, bringing the wetted finger up to her own lips every so often to get a taste. That would make them both moan. He could only watch for so long, before his true nature came out. He was only a man after all; he had his breaking points just like any other. Reaching out he grabbed Gabby's arm roughly, and with the other was already undoing his pants. "Put your lips around my cock, little virgin Gabby," that was the fist thing he had said in quite awhile, and it pleased Angel to no end. He was so sexy when telling anyone what to do, and she had learned from last incidence that he had a horrible temper, and also that he had a humongous cock. He would leave Gabby screaming for mercy she was sure. Gabriel a bit hesitant at first, finally brought herself to her knees, her heart shaped pink lips, just wiggling over his head at first, but as he splayed his large fingers over the top of her head, her mouth began to eagerly take him all in; a little more than she could, allowing her to choke, just the way he liked to hear it. Her blue eyes, peered up into his questioningly, praying in the back of her mind that he wouldn't be the one to take her sweet virginity. She would hate herself for it. Angel watched for a few, while she worked her bathing suit off of her, and strolled her way to his side. She loved watching his voice twist up, and the sharp deep breaths he sucked in. Non-chalantly she reached down and hit the recline button on the side of his chair, tilting him back perfectly, so that she may straddle his face, legs draped on both sides of his sweaty face. Grabbing Angel's ass, he crushed her hips into his mouth, and partook of her like a juicy peach. Her entire body tensed up, forcing her hips to grind back against his lips. Maybe it was the sound of pleasure, and the soft whimpering that drove him insane, but he drove his hips into Gabby's mouth hard. He could feel her trying to pull away, her throat starting to feel abused and sore. He was too big for her. Suddenly he forced both girls off of him, all three standing now out of breath. For Gab there was a tear welling up in her eye, but neither Angel nor Father James cared. All Angel could think about was getting her wet snatch stuffed by him, while she tasted her friends delight. He watched the two for a moment, his eyes raking over the area, trying to find a possible place to make a great finish with both girls. Spotting a Rattan, he smacked each of their asses, and pushed them towards the general direction. Angel had used this bed so many times it didn't surprise her. "Gabby you lie down like a good girl, and spread those beautiful long legs for me," he pointed at the patio bed, and then quickly looked at Angel. "I've got a perfect position for you Father James," she must have been reading his thoughts. The moment Gab crawled on the bed, covering her eyes with her hands and doing what was told, Angel took her spot right in between her legs. Wiggling her ass upwards in a doggy style position, she was already spreading her friend's pussy lips, to inspect and have a taste test. From the moment Angels tongue lapped over Gabby's tingling cunt, did that little virgin scream and whine the entire time. She had to have counted over 12 times making Gabby cum, as a whole for the few hours of play. But it wasn't Gabby's pussy that was just getting it; Father James was giving it good to Angel as well. Last time he had figured he had been soft on her. If this was how she always insisted on playing when he came around, then he would be sinful to the nth degree. Sinning was all sinning at the end of the day. He had something for her naughty little ass today though, he was prepared all along. Just not for two little bad girls, whether the other looked to be enjoying or not, he didn't care. Still two he had to tame and please. He watched as Angel held down Gabby's wrists to the bed as she went crazy on her pussy. It was intense. It made him hard without a question. Still he just watched for a few, taking in the embarrassment on Gabby's face, at how each time she begged no her body deceived her, making her scream yes, yes when it all came down to making her cum for the seventh or eighth time. She was a squirter too. It was hot. Reaching down he rummaged through his pockets pulling out two toys he hoped to use on just Angel, but suitable for the two girls now as well. He was quick to use the penis ball gag on the already too loud Gabby. He liked the sound of her choking better anyway. She looked prettier this way too. For Angel he slapped her ass for this toy. A silver butt plug with a gem at the end, for his naughty little slut princess. That was exactly what she was. Spreading her pretty brown hole, until he could see the pink, he then spit directly into it, making her gasp and take a quick sharp hard look at him. Forcing her head back into her friend's snatch, he began to work the plug into her tight, fat ass. Giving it a good few slaps seemed to help her loosen things up, finally with a push so hard it made her squeal it was in. "Ooh god Father James," she called out, her eyes filled with tears of pleasurable pain. He didn't let her get too loud, before he reached out, cradling her neck with his hand, and pulling her body up to meet with his. Her back pressed tight to his chest, and her friend still shaking beneath her with aftershocks, even though Angel was no where near her sweet pussy. "Find a way that I can fuck you both," running his hand from her neck to her hair, he pulled her face close to his. Kissing her lips hard he pushed her face away for her to figure it out. Gathering her thoughts she looked down at Gabby who still had her face covered with her hands and rolled her eyes. The girls' legs were still spread eagle from just moments ago. A perfect position for Angel to mount her waist, and make her pussy just about level with her friends. That way he could dip back and forth if that was what he wished. With a protesting friend under her, she secured her arms above her head, tying them with her panties to one of the few poles of the Rattan frame. She knew she had done well, by the way Father James moaned at the sight of things. She was such a good girl. He could do whatever he wanted here tonight. And so he did. Instead of just Gabby tied up, he took control and did the same to his Angel. Both girls now securely in place, he positioned himself in between them. All four legs spread open, sweet pussies, juicing and dripping wet with excitement. Whose did he take first? Well of course it had to be virgin Gabby. He couldn't and wouldn't pass that up. Gabby's lips met with Angels in a soft passionate kiss at first, but as they were bound together, did their lips seem now to crush in eager naughty fits. A little nibbling, some sucking, heavy breathing. She felt so used, and so dirty. She didn't want to admit it felt good, and that her pussy was screaming for that thick, long cock to delve in. "Are my little sluts ready?" he asked with a smirk. The head of his pulsating cock was lined up directly with Gabby's slit. Both girls whimpered sweetly, and without a second warning, he shoved his cock, balls deep inside the girl. Busting right threw her walls; he did, leaving his cock to simmer inside her for a moment before he moved it around. Angel's lips covered her friend's, as even the gag didn't seem to quiet the screams and whines. She knew what her friend was experiencing, as the toy in his ass had been foreign only moments ago. Both girls felt their holes stretching and aching to be pleased, but Father James took his time. Sliding slowly out, he watched as a little trail of blood dripped on his cock from taking the girls pride. He let the room go quiet for a moment, before administering his punishment to both. With a plunge he was back deep inside Gabby again, this time pumping and thrusting, letting his balls slap her ass each time. He had them both tipped at an angle by their legs and hips, making it a nice shot to slip inside each one as he pleased. Letting his cock please Gabby for about five minutes, he pulled out suddenly, letting the girl at least catch a breath. Slapping it against both their holes, he switched up things for a few, and sunk deep into Angel. The familiar pull of her walls, making him grunt. He worked her over and over, and then back to her friend again. Back and forth he did this until his cock could barely take anymore. He thrust back and forth into them, each time slapping Angel's ass, telling her to beg him to cum. He wouldn't be satisfied until both girls were begging him and telling him where they wanted his sticky white milk. "In my mouth" begged Angel. He couldn't give it to both in different places, and so on Angels command, he reached up and untied them, pulled out from Gabby's sopping cunt, and demanded both get on their knees and open their mouths. Jerking his cock, he waited until they were perfectly positioned. The perfect view of both pairs of pouty lips and puppy dog eyes, just waiting to feel his heat. Slapping their cheeks with his hard cock, he was sure it would leave bruises from how hard he whacked both pairs of soft precious cheeks. He didn't really care about that either. Finally he groaned loud, slapped Angels face once, then twice, making her tear up a little, and with a growl burst all over their faces, wasting no time in rubbing his thick juices all over their pretty perfect, innocent faces. He rubbed it in like soap, and then shoved a slick finger into each of their mouths, until they sucked it off. "Stay right there," he pet each girl on the head, while he casually got up, watching them both from the corner of his eyes to make sure they listened and behaved. Putting on his shirt and vest, tie and jacket, he smirked down at them both. "Your both good little sluts," he admired and donned his robe again, fixing the white collar back to normal. " Now go clean up my two beautiful pussies, before your mother gets home," without another word, he grabbed the bible he had set down on the table nearby and headed for the door, neither girl making a move until he was out of sight.