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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The Colonel does not take "No" for an answer!
It had been many weeks since my last encounter with the Colonel. That had been a degrading, yet exciting encounter. Forced to take part in a sexual encounter with an old flame from school and The Colonel in disused public toilets.
She felt ashamed, but, fuck it was a turn on. Forced to watch my school crush suck The Colonel's magnificent cock, then taken by her ex on the dirty floor. She enjoyed the thrill, still got excited by it but vowed not to take part again.
The Colonel had tried contacting her, phone calls and text messages. She ignored them to start with, thinking he would give up. He didn't! Eventually she blocked him. She missed the thrill, of course she did but she didn't want to be used again, well maybe a part of her did but..... no she couldn't go there. She even returned his collar. Yes she felt naked not wearing, yearned for what it had given her, but she was adamant.
She continued with work and went on dates, they just didn't make her feel the way she wanted; special, beautiful, wanted but more importantly a little scared and submissive. On the work front she was confident, in control and definitely a force to be reckoned with. She flirted outrageously, wore clothes that showed her figure off to its she thought fullest advantage but inside, she missed what The Old Man gave her.
As the days and weeks went on, about it less and less but there was still something there, something she couldn't express, something that just when she thought she knew what it was, it teasingly faded and eluded her.
She needed a night out, she needed to let her hair down and have a good time.
She rushed home from work, she wanted to take time getting ready and enjoy the pampering. She had a new outfit and new lingerie to wear. She ran a bath and climbed in, as she slid in to the bath the heat enveloped her and started to relax her, a glass of wine, music in the background and a relaxing hot bath, bliss.
She shaved her legs and pussy relishing the feel of the blade as it passed over her skin.
The cool wine sent tingles through her in the hot bath, she soaked her cares away.
She looked great when she looked at herself in the full length mirror, tits still nice and firm, nipples erect, tummy still quite trim and her pussy plump and puffy. She slid on her new white lace knickers, just revealing enough without looking cheap, the bra was just a balcony, no material covering her breasts just lifting and presenting them, then the lace topped hold ups. She would fuck herself she thought, looking at her reflection.
Next came the little summer dress, a wrap around that gave the viewer a tease of what lay beneath the thin fabric. The thin material teased her nipples as she moved, brushing against the sensitive buds, the aerola almost but not quite visible, the protruding nipple obvious. The opening at the front teasing anyone that would be watching her, intimating a glimpse of stocking or a view of knickers but not quite delivering.
It was dark when she left her cottage to walk to her local. She could walk along the street or take the short cut, saving her 5 minutes. 5 minutes closer to her first drink, she would be there before her friends. She laughed to herself, quick one before they get there.
She started to move down the pathway, dense woods to one side, river the other. It made her shiver and think of every horror film she had ever seen. The young female, always a female, always pretty and always a virgin would undoubtedly be the victim. Her nipples hardened at the thought but she laughed, she was certainly no virgin, she blushed at the thought.
Halfway there she thought to herself, soon be tasting first of many. Then she noticed a shape up ahead move out of the shadows. "No need to stress" she chided herself, "Probably a dog walker". She did slow her pace though. The shape up ahead was just a dark mass, a big dark mass, definitely a big man. The man did not seem to be moving and made no sound, Penny was having second thoughts about progressing along the path. "Maybe this wasn't my greatest idea" she thought. She was just turning to retrace her steps, when she felt someone close up against her and a hand close over her mouth.
"Fuck!!!" She wanted to scream but the hand over her mouth prevented it. Her eyes were wide, she was breathing hard through her nose, her arms tried to flail and elbow the person behind her but were pinned by the strong arm that wrapped round her. She frantically tried to remember her self defence classes but was struggling to breath and make sense of anything. The hand over her mouth jersey her head back and a knee forced its way between her legs, then a foot encouraged her to open her legs. Tears began to run down her face.
The man down the path had not moved, he appeared to be looking the other way. No sound had been made and he was clearly oblivious to her plight.
She tried to bite the hand covering her mouth but thick leather gloves and the hand being cupped prevented this. Then she was forced off the path into the trees and a secluded open space.
Penny felt hot breath on her neck, then lips. Without any warning teeth bit into the nape of her neck, she tensed, the scream cut off by the hand over her mouth, the hand that had been pinning her arms was now up her dress cupping her cunt.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!" She was screaming inside. Trying to close her legs, trying to prevent what was happening. She wasn't strong enough.
The hand between her legs ripped her knickers off her, pain surged where the material burned as it rended from the force. She was spun around and as she sucked in a deep breath and prepared to scream the remains of her knickers filled that void.
Fingers were forced between her sensitive lips, freshly shaven she was sensitive to any touch but she was not going to admit to being aroused.
Her hair was yanked back and a slap was aimed at her tits, the nipples already srnsitive sparked and stung, she was pushed down onto her back, the large attacker going down with her. He sat on her midriff, knocking the wind and fight temporarily out of her.
He used this opportunity to pin both hands above her head, forcing them against the soft muddy ground.
"Fuck he is stong" her thoughts were coming fast "I must give in."
"I cant let him know its turning me on"
A hand reached back, delving between her legs. She tried to force her legs closed but he was too strong. The force on her wrists was painful "its going to bruise" she thought. He pinched the inside of her thigh, her legs opened momentarily from the pain and shock. His fingers forced their way inside her, 2 fingers thrusting into her. Penny continued to struggle, she wasn't going to let him know she was excited. He removed the hand, used his teeth to peel off his glove then spat on his fingers and forced them into her again.
Penny continued to squirm and struggle. But the weight on top of her was crushing her resistance. Fingers continued to pound her husky, still she fought yo prevent any sign she was enjoying it, but, her body was betraying her.
She could feel the weight moving down her body, he was leaning forward more, her mouth was dry, her knickers still in place. She looked at him, he had a balaclava on. "Who the fuck was this?"
The fingers stopped their thrusting as quickly and forcefully as they started, Penny was left feeling empty and somewhat confused and disoriented. The weight left her briefly, she felt relief, then felt knees touching hers and forcing her legs wide. She heard some sort of rattling noise then a hand round her throat and the void in her pussy being replaced by a cock.
He still hadn't spoke, he was taking what he wanted when and how he wanted. Her nipples were so erect it was painful poking through the thin material of her dress. She was helpless and beginning to show she was enjoying it.
She could hear her pussy, squelching and sucking at the cock that was pounding her.
He was laughing, knowing she had finally succumbed to his domination. A tear slid from her eye, she was cumming on his cock.
He withdrew from her, let go of her throat and pinched each nipple, she squealed part pain, a lot of pleasure.
He was sat on her again, cock glistening with her secretions. He rubbed his cock over her face, smearing her lipstick and makeup. He removed the panties from her mouth. Penny was gasping, he forced his cock into her mouth. She wanted to scream, to bite but......
She sucked him and licked his cock. She had been defeated. He laughed as he cum in her mouth and over her face.
He sat spent. Crushing her chest under him. She was spent, "that was the best sex I have had" she still didn't know who it was.
She was blinded by a bright flash and another. The weight lifted off her and more flashes went off.
Penny didn't care, she was reliving what had just happened.
She felt something land on her then something close by.
A voice she recognised said "As good a fuck as always, my dear. You have earned the right to have this back."
"Oh and you have some explaining to do to your friends"
He removed the balaclava, it was The Colonel.
Penny was only able to mumble "Thank you sir".
He grinned down at her, very smug.
Her phone started pinging with text messages. The Colonel had gone, something slid off her. It was a collar with "SLUT" on it in large letters, with a note
"You have truly shown you are a slut and will wear this at all times, signed Sir"
Her pussy tingled reading that. She then turned her attention to her phone, it wouldn't stop ringing and pinging.
She opened the phone and dropped it in shock. The Colonel had sent a series of pictures to her chat group.
She could see herself, mascara and lipstick smeared, tears on her face and unmistakably cum on her face. She looked happy and well fucked.
The message with the pictures? I am sirs dirty cum slut!
She smiled, it was true |
