2 comments/ 37863 views/ 4 favorites The Whore Chronicles Pt. 01 By: rajah11235 Part I: The Beginning Chapter I: Birth Born on June 9th, 1969, Sophie Izbell was always an innocent girl. She started life normally,in a hospital in Rochester, Minnesota... "OHHHHHH" screamed Mrs. Izbell. Lying on a stretcher as they carted into the room. She could see her husband, the nurses, and the doctor. But the seemed far away. What was real, what was present was the pain of her slowly stretching vagina, the numbness in her legs. They got her in the room and propped her legs and back up, and the doctor said that it was time. He told her to push, and she did. The pain doubled as the new life began to force herself out of her tiny cunt. She grasped for her husbands hand and found it quickly. She pushed again and she felt the baby travel closer to her gaping slit. "I see a head" said the doctor, and she could feel it. As it began to peep out of her vagina, she pushed again and squeezed her husband's hand, digging in with her nails, and drawing blood. He cringed but didn't say anything. The head began to slip out, and then the shoulders, and the wife was in tears. The pain was like none she had ever felt, and the doctor pulled out the baby, and out came an onrush of residual fluids. The baby screamed, and the mother gasped, the pain beginning to ebb. With the baby now in her arms, she named it. Giving it back to the nurses, she slept. Now 20 yrs. later, Sophie Izbell, had graduated Highschool, started college and bagged a hot guy. Her parents had three more children, all girls, and all envious of Sophie. She was free, she was hot, and she was financially secure. But she was still a virgin. She had never even given head, and had never been eaten out. She was, however, anxious for the opportunity, and constantly horny. Her only issue was that she was shy. Chapter 2: Birthday Defloration Waking up on her birthday, she groggily opened her eyes to see her dog Mitzy standing above her, a big slobber dripping down. It landed squarely in her opened mouth.Now she was awake. She jumped up and spat on the ground. The startled dog fled. Sophie headed to the kitchen and began to make breakfast. She cracked the eggs and turned on the tv. She had left it on pause from the night before. The image on the screen consisted of a voluptuous woman lying on her back with a black penis down her throat and another white one up her ass. The previous night returned to her in a flash. She looked at her couch and could still see the wet spot from her lube. She turned the burners down and rummaged through the couch cushions. She found the lube, and she found her 8 inch, purple, vibrating dildo, with lead balls for testicles. She lifted it up to her mouth and licked the tip. A wave of horny washed over her and she rushed into the kitchen to turn off her breakfast. Then she stripped herself, found the remote and layed on the couch. Just looking at the woman on the screen being abused like that made her slit throb. She pressed play. The characters sprang into action. The black man shoved his dong down her throat while the white guy pounded her pussy. Sophie turned on her vibrator and found her clit. She massaged it gently until she noticed the slut on tv begin to cry. Sophie squeezed some lube onto her fingers and the dildo and began to work it into her pussy. After a moment of two, it relaxed and swallowed it whole. In and out she worked it until the black guy grabbed her head and orgasmed down her throat. He held her head with his cock down her throat, stopping her breathing. She began to shake and claw at his hands. Sophies pumping increased, the bitch on tv continued to claw at her lover, and the white man continued to pump. Sophie synchronized herself and held her breath. Finally, the tv slut orgasmed and the blowee released her head. She gasped for air, with the white guy still pumping away. Sophie wasn't finished yet, so she made two of her own insertions for one of the porno's, and yet she didn't cum. The man got bored with her now loose and relaxed slit, so he flipped her over, spat on her asshole, and plunged himself in. The nubile slut began to cry even more when the black man began to spank her ass. Sophie followed suit with the anal, squeezing more lube first. The white man pulled out and came on her ass and the sight of the spooge pushed sophie over the edge. She cam violently and squirted a little, creating a second wet spot. She pulled her personal purple penis out of her ass and licked it off and went to finish her breakfast without dressing. After eating, she flipped her couch cushions over and called her boyfriend about dinner that night. She was hoping for more than a kiss at her door later. Chapter 3: The dinner Sophie met her boyfriend, Jake, at her door at 8:00 and greeted him in her littlest, blackest dress she had. She greeted him with a kiss, shoving her tongue down his throat as far as she could. She rubbed up against him and could feel his hardon. He pushed her away and said, "Well lets get to dinner, I have reservations." He was blushing and she could tell that he was nervous. As they walked to the car she slapped his ass. At the restaurant, she reached for things across the table, showing her breasts, as often as she could, and kept dropping things across the floor, which she had to bend over for, showing her shapely ass. After a dinner of her tempting him and getting him hot and bothered, they went back to his place. He kissed her at her door, and before he could escape, she had the door opened, him sprawled on the couch, and her dress in a heap on the floor. Sophie stripped him of his now unecessary pants and undies and found a throbbing, 6.5 inch hunk of meat. She pulled off her panties and spread her southern lips for his prick. He plunged into her, having them both gasp in pleasure. She began to pump his dick, and she was in heaven. She was a virgin, but she had long ago broke her hymen, and felt no pain. About five minutes after it began, he finished, cumming deep inside her. At first she thought he'd be up for more, but when she tried to stroke it back to attention, he shuddered and said he was spent. Disappointed in her first encounter, she tried to hide it and said it was great and that she should be getting home, she needed to feed Mitzy. He could tell sophie was disappointed and offered her a ride. She said she would walk and after she had dressed she headed out the door. Chapter 4: The Walk home Sophie took the long way home, hoping to clear her head. What she had been building up to for months, no years, had been a dismal disappointment. She neared her street and she had already passed several allies, but this one was different. As she passed it, a voice leered out. "Hey, you want to make some money?" She was stunned. Such an offer, within sight of her house. Slightly aroused, she declined and continued on her way. But before she could make it three steps the man said "If you're not interested, why are your nips at attention." She looked down and was shocked. Her titties were poking out through her dress. She ignored him and hurried on her way. Then she heard him coming up behind her. She tried to hurry but with heels she could only go so fast. Suddenly a van cut in front of her and the faceless man grabbed her from behind and pushed her into the gaping van. Once in a bag was fitted over her head and her arms and legs were tied. She felt her dress and panties get torn off and the van began to move. After awhile, she slept, for it seemed like hours since the van left. When she awoke, she was bound to a chair and the bag had been removed. She was in a single room log cabin. There were two doors, one in one of the bare walls and another down into the floor. A man was sitting on the floor across from her dozing. She tried to stand with the chair and move to the door but the chair was bound to the floor. She grunted with effort and the man stirred. He was white with a reddish goatee and spiked hair. He wasn't wearing a shirt and abs counted to six. His pectorals were rippling and his shorts bulging. He approached her and she spat in his face. "Not a good start to our relationship" he said, "you may want to treat me nicer in the future, because i decide your fate, whether you go home, become a whore on the street, or more specified use. So depending on what you want you'd best act accordingly." She spat again and screamed. He slapped her and said, "Look out those windows, do yo think anybody's going to hear you!" She looked out and gasped, trees, mountains, pure beauty. Which no chance of being heard. He pulled a knife out of his pocket and cut her free. She ran to the door to see it didn't have a door knob. He calmly opened the ground door and walked down the stairs. She looked around and couldn't see anything to help. The windows were barred and there wasn't even a sink. There was nothing else for it. Sophie followed the ginger haired captor down into the hole. She found herself in a luxuriously acquainted room. Fluffy bed, sink, shower. Everything anyone would ever need. There was another door that he had left open. It was dark in there and she wondered what was in there. He, sitting on her bed, saw her look. "Don't worry, you'll go in there soon enough, now sit." She stood. "I said SIT." She sat on the ground. "Now, until something is decided, this is your home. We even picked up your dog. Now be a good little whore and come please your master. She didn't move so he stood and approached her, unzipping his pants as he approached. "For the time being, you are my slave, you do whatever i tell you or you will be punished. Understand?" She reluctantly nodded, realizing that the only way out was to do as she was bidded. He pulled out his dick for her, still growing, and presented it against her chin. "Suck it, bitch." She took his dick into her mouth and took as much of the seven inches as she could. "Good, you're learning, now, take it all." She tried to swallow it, gagged, and spat up a little. "I said to TAKE IT ALL." She tried again, failed and was slapped. "Lay down on the bed on your back and open up. She obeyed, and he followed swiftly, shoving his dick as far as it would go. "Now, swallow, you slut." She swallowed and the extra 2.5 inches waiting admission. She blanched, she had watched deep throating, even fantasized about, but had never been able to achieve it. Now she had 7 inches of dick down her throat and couldn't breathe. He began to pump his dick in and out, and with her squirming for breath, it wasn't long until he was ready to cum. He pulled out and came on her face, to her shame. "You didn't like that did you." No response. "Well you sure seemed to like it this morning on that porno." Sophie blanched. Who were these people? They were WATCHING her. "Maybe next we'll try anal, you seemed good at that." The Whore Chronicles Pt. 02 Chapter 5: Anal Sophie was almost excited. This stud capter had offered something she had wanted almost as much as defloration. Her nips began to stand. He noticed and pinched them. "So, you're getting excited huh." He pinched her nipples between his fingers and pulled them away from her body. "Well that's good, because anal's no fun if the receiver isn't into it. They clench up." He crawled over the top of her and started sucking her tits, his left hand massaging her swelling pussy. "Something tells me you like it rough" Before she could protest he threw her on the floor. He followed her and lifted and bent her over the bed. He spat on her asshole and forced his fingers in. She clenched at first, but then relaxed, letting the sensation wash over her. He continued to slip more and more into sophie's technically virgin asshole, until he had all five. The he slipped his other hand in and pulled apart as hard as he could. She gasped as her asshole gaped and tears welled up in her eyes. One hand let go and her hole began to shrink rapidly. Before closure, however, his entire fist found it's way in and he forced himself up to his middle forearm. She began to sob. He pulled out and pushed back in, even further, this time to his elbow. Now she was balling and she was about to come. He pulled all the way out, stretched her again, let her shrink and then shoved his dick in. Compared to his arm his dick was less painful and more pleasureful. He pumped all the way in and out. She climaxed and began to squirt out of her pussy. Even though she was coming everywhere, he wasn't finished. While he continued to fuck her, she continued to spurt. After five more minutes, he finally pulled out and came on her face. This time, instead of looking ashamed, she smiled, and tried to lick it all up. "Well your song certainly has changed" he told her. Is it because i just made you come for as long as your first time ever lasted?" he asked, referring to her defloration with her boyfriend. "oh my god" she thought, "he's right, i just came from being raped longer than it took my boyfriend to come once." "Oh, it appears i have shit on my dick, be a kind slave and lick it off." She obliged without comment Chapter 6: First Test Sophie woke up the next day on the luxurious bed. She was well rested and comfortable. After last nights adventures, her captor had allowed her to shower, brush her teeth and hit the hay. "Expect lots of work tomorrow," he told her as she blew him one last time for bed. She had then swallowed his load for a before bed snack and dozed off. Now, awake the next day, she saw him dozing on a chair on the other end of the room. She had an urge to try to sneak away, an urge to ask him for a fuck, an urge to piss, and another urge to eat. Instead of any of these, she waited for him to wake. Her stomach growled, her pussy throbbed, and her bladder stretched. Strongest of all of these was her bladder. For nearly an hour and a half, she held it, fearing getting up would disturb her now beloved and yet still hated captor. Eventually she gave up the fight and released her juices on the bed spread. She began to cry but didn't leave her bed in fear. Her sobbing awoke him and he came to her to comfort her and sat right in urine. He pulled Sophie's naked body from the bed, bent her over a chair and spanked her, saying if she had to go, she should have gone in the toilet. He spanked her tell her ass was red and she was sobbing in embarrasment and pain. What was happening to her? She was acting like a child. After her punishment, he kissed her cheek and rubbed her ass better. Then he made her breakfast. Back to her normal self finally, she ventured to ask what kind of test she had to take. "I think today we'll start with the BDSM test." She blanched. Bondage? Not that. She began to protest. Bet he shushed her. "Don't worry, this is far from the worst thing you'll ever experience, and besides, from what i saw last night, this should suit you just fine." After breakfast, Sophie followed him through the door out of her room. In the darkness she could make out dim outlines, but that was it. Then he switched on a light. Before her was a large room with many devices of torture and bondage. There was a cross, chains on the floor, a device that looked like a sharpened saw horse, everything she had ever seen on the internet was there and she was horrified. He told her to head to the cross and hold her arms up. She reluctantly obeyed, now completely under his spell. He chained her arms and legs, and then headed to a crank. He turned it on and the chains began to tighten, lifting her into the air. the reached the apex and they began to stretch her arms apart. She cringed when her arms reached their max and the chains continued to pull. Then he turned that one off and turned the leg chain winch on, pulling her legs down. Fully stretched out, turned the legs off as well. She tried to squirm, but couldn't even budge. "Now" he said "I don't want to hear a peep out of you." He lifted up a whip and brought it down on her stomach. "I'm going to whip you 10 times, and if you so much as gasp, that lashing doesn't count. So far, we're at zero because you yelled just now. So be QUIET!" He brought the whip down again, this time on her thigh. Again and again he whipped her, cutting her breasts, legs, stomach, and her above her pussy. He had whipped her over 10 times. "Now we're at three." He whipped her ten more times. The blood was beginning to drip off of her breasts. "5" It was getting harder and harder to keep quiet. Before he could reach 10 again, she passed out. When she came to, all the bleeding had stopped, and there was barely a scratch anywhere. "A good first effort," he complimented her. We'll finish that another day." Go get something to eat and drink and meet me back here. She went to the room and when she returned he was holding almost a hundred feet of long black nylon rope and a ball gag. He beckoned her over to a cot and told her to cooperate. She did and when he was finished she had two long dildos in her ass and pussy, tied in at their fullest, with her arms and legst tied together behind her back like a hog, clips on her tits and clitoris, and her breasts tied so tight she couldn't feel them. He put the ball gag in her mouth, and then went to another swithc which lowered a hook. He attached the hook the the knot that tied her arms and legs together, and then raised her in the air. It pulled at her arms and the dildos were forced further in. He set an egg timer and said he'd be back. Chapter 7: First Test Part II It seemed like an eternity to Sophie before he returned. Hanging 10 feet above the ground, her arms and legs feeling like they were going to be pulled out of their sockets. She couldn't scream and her breathing was restricted. All of the sudden, the dildos in her holes kicked on. The pain was immense, but the vibrating dildos mingled and mixed with the pain and soon she came again. Several minutes later, she came again. The feeling began to leave her extremities and the dildos turned off, leaving her to think. It had been only two days ago when she had lost her virginity. Since then she had given over ten blowjobs, been fucked in the ass, whipped around thirty times, and now she was in the dark, tied to the ceiling, losing feeling in her arms and legs. The scary part was she didn't mine anything anymore in the past two days except her disappointing defloration. Then she realized something. Her dog, what had happened to her. She began to groan and pull at her restraints. They were tighter than ever, but the struggle, to her surprise, began to excite her. What was happening, this shoudn't be pleasurable? But it was. No longer for her dog's sake, she pulled at her bonds and yelled against her gag. Drool seeped through the holes in the gag and fell to the floor with a splat. Soon she was near orgasm just from pulling. The egg timer went off and a few moments later he came back in and lowered her gently onto the cot. He slowly undid the hook, and then undid her legs, which would moved painfully back into place. Then her arms were released. He poured some oil on her back and gave her a long massage. Her muscles relaxed enough where she could stand, and she tried to say so, but only mumbles came out. He started when he realized he had forgotten about the gag. He undid it with apologies and the drool that flowed out afterwards seeped down her chin and cheek to the floor. She said she could stand and wanted to go to bed but he wouldn't allow her. Instead, he carried into the bath, which had been preheated. He placed her gently in and then stripped himself, following her into the gentle caress of the water. He moved his massage further down her back until he was right above her butt. "Bend over please." He said and she obliged. He gave her ass a good rubbing. Sophie Groaned in pleasure. Now relaxed, her head clear, she asked her question. "Where's my dog?" "She's safe, and you'll be with her, whatever fate awaits you." She was beginning to relax, and she sat back down on her butt now that he had moved back up her back. She leaned back against her captor's chest and he began to massage her breast. "...that feels, great..." she whispered, and with that she dozed off. When she awoke, she was in her bed, bound to the bed posts, which she thought was unecessary. What was she going to do, go upstairs and leave through the locked door? He came down from upstairs shortly afterward with a bowl of ice cream and sat next to her. He spoke to her softly. "Well how was your first extreme bondage?" He asked as he spooned some icecream into her mouth. "She swallowed the vanilla ice cream and said "To be honest, it was terrible...at first." "Ahhh.. so you did end up liking it." He laughed. Spooning her more ice cream. She didn't respond. "It's okay," he said," I can tell you enjoyed it just from your pussy lips. They're getting all hot." "But anyway, today is a day off for you, yesterday was strenuous for you, you were up there for nearly three hours." She gasped. Was it really that long? He fed her the rest of her ice cream and untied her. "There's food in the fridge over there, but don't try anything, there's nothing glass and there's nothing to tie a noose on. The bondage room door is locked but if you want some sunlight, that door there's is unlocked." He said, gesturing to the door in the ceiling. " I'm going out to buy materials for tomorrow, I'll be back soon. Oh, and there's pornos and dildos in the shelf over there by the tv." With that he untied her and left. Chapter 8: Day off self bondage She lay in bed for several more minutes then got up to find something other than ice cream to eat. She found a donut, some milk, and a boneless leftover steak in the fridge and sat down to eat. After her unusual breakfast she went to the bathroom to relieve herself, headed upstairs and got some sunlight. An exciting morning so far. She decided she had nothing better to do so she headed down stairs to watch porn and masturbate. She rummaged through the extensive collection and came across a box entitled "How to Bond for Dummies." On the cover was a voluptuous little thing with her arms and legs tied behind her back and no one else around. She opened it up and found two dvds and 500 ft of nylon rope. She put it in and learned. The first part was nothing but knots, which she spent nearly two hours learning all the beginner ones. Then it taught her about delayed timer releases, like a key frozen in ice or a rope covered in candle wax which would be placed over a flame which would in turn melt the wax and burn the rope. She decided on the waxen rope and lit a candle. Then after practicing her knots for about an hour she poured wax over a section of rope, placed the candle on the floor tied the first rope so that it reached from one of her bed posts, over the candle, and then to her feet. She mummified her legs, leaving her ass and pussy exposed then continued up to her chest. Here, she wrapped rope tightly around each breast so that they turned a little red. Then she lit the candle, put in her ball gag, and wrapped her arms and chest in plastic wrap. The way she had it set up, when the rope burned through, it would undo all of her leg bonds and hands, which she had now managed to tie to her side so she could masturbate. She also had several dildos nearby that she could use with a little rolling around. She could stay bound as long as she wanted, and when ready, burn herself free. With her hand she pulled the one way tightening cord and all leg movement was lost. She was exhilerated. She began to pull, which the video had told her was the most fun part of bondage, pulling against her restraints, and she thought back to her time in the other room, where it got most fun when she began to panic. She pulled and at the same time rubbed her pussy. But she soon got bored and went for a dildo. This recquired some inching over the floor, which got her pretty turned on, but once she got it and stuck it in for a few minutes, she was bored again. Then she saw the big one and thought a little pain might help. On her way over to it, the rope on the bed post slipped and she knocked over the candle, which went out. Not realizing this, she reached the behemoth and fought to shove it into her constrained pussy. After she got it in and fucked herself for a few minutes she finally came. She went to position the roper over the flame and realized that the flame was gone. She began to panic, to yank at her constraints, but she had taught her self too well and the more she pulle the tighter they got. She began to get excited once more as she pulled and the panic welled up inside her. She came as she pulled. She pulled so hard her breast ties tightened ever further and they began to deepen in color. Again and again she came and panicked, until she was reduced to a quivering mass of tears. "Well well, What do we have here" said a familiar voice. She looked up and almost cried in joy. "It seems that your timed release failed, because it's about 3 in the afternoon now. I think you need punishment for this one." He untied her and bent her over his knee and spanked her. The tears flowed freely but despite the pain she was happy, he had saved her. He let her down and told her to wait there. He then undid his belt and belted her back, ass and breasts for about ten minutes. Then he ceased. "I'm just a slut, aren't I?" she asked. He stopped while rebelting his pants. "Well of course you are, that's what all this training and testing is for. That's the whole point. I'm just amazed by your progress." She looked at her feet and blushed,then asked "Will you fuck me?" He blanched "Never mind," she backtracked, "That was stupid." "I'd love to fuck you. This will be the first truly consensual sex with you yet." She practically glowed, and she got down on her hands and knees and crawled to him. She unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers, revealing once again his throbbing phallus. She took it in her mouth and managed to swallow it without problem. With his dick in her mouth, she pushed him over to the bed and made him sit. He began to groan as she worked his dick with her esophagus, occasionally pausing for a breath. Within minutes, he came down her throat and he fell back with a sigh. She looked disappointed and climbed up onto him. "Are you done already?" She mewled. "We'll have to finish this later, i have to finish our shopping for tomorrow. He left before she could further secuce him and once again her lover had finished long before she had. But she knew he'd come back and please her. (Note to readers: I have BIG plans for this, I'm thinking many, many chapters, tell me what you think)