The following story is written in a new style I haven’t really worked with before, but I wanted to try something new. Let me know what you think. That being said, this story is a story about rape, degradation, and the breaking of a woman. I do not condone rape at all, and this story is written as a fantasy for a fan who commissioned it, but in the story it’s self “Melissa” shares her experience being gang raped and broken. So if rape fantasy is not your thing, then it is bet to avoid this one. That being said, if you do read it, I hope you enjoy! And feel free to message me about getting your own story written. Thanks!
My name is Melissa, and I am a set of holes. I used to be a woman, I had a car, my own place, and I liked to hang out with friends and go on dates. That’s how I met him, the man who changed me. That’s how I met Kevin. I had been on a few dating sites and he messaged me. He seemed like a proper gentleman, ruggedly handsome with broad shoulders and a nice haircut, how could I resist? So, we went out on a date and it was lovely. We kissed for the first time that night, and I couldn’t wait for the next time I got to see him. What I didn’t realize was that the next time I saw him would be the last time anyone saw me.
I wasn’t a model, 5’6 and chubby, but I liked my body. My hair was long and wavy, brunette with blonde highlights and eyes to match. Not the kind of girl that you would look twice at, but Kevin liked me. He loved seeing my body, and I loved his attention, sending him all kinds of pics of my 40C tits and time he asked. The night of our second date, I could feel his eyes on me more than the movie he took us to see, his hand finding its way between my thighs. I loved his touch and as the night went on I wanted more, I needed it, and I eagerly agreed when he invited me back to his place.
That night was the first night Kevin fucked me. His hands were all over me, pulling my clothes off with reckless abandon, our lips pressing firmly together, our tongues lashing desperately. He was rough, but I loved it, I loved the way he growled at me to suck his 8-inch cock. I squealed in glee when he threw me on the bed, forcing his way between my bare thighs, my giggles turning into gasps of pleasure as he slid himself into my aching pussy. That night I passed out in his arms in a post orgasmic glow, feeling safe and secure with the man I had given myself too so willingly. That night was the best night of my life, but the next morning was the worst.
I woke up to his face over me, flashing that beautiful smile. It was a wonderful sight to wake up too, until I realized I couldn’t reach out and touch him. Pleasure turned to panic as I realized that my hands were bound to the headboard, and my still naked legs were tied as well, rope around my ankles keeping me spread open and exposed.
“Kevin? What’s going on? It’s a little early for such rough play, don’t you think?” I giggled to cover up my nervousness, but something seemed wrong. The look in his eyes wasn’t the same kindness I had seen before. It was dark and sadistic, and I was scared. I struggled as he pulled the blanket off of my completely naked body, exposed and helpless, but I couldn’t break free. Kevin raped me for the first time that morning, rubbing my clit with his thumb to get my pussy wet, talking to me as he stroked his cock to fullness.
“You’re a stupid little bitch, you know that?” He asked me, all I could do is whimper as he worked my clit, forcing my body to get wet for him. “I own you now slut. Your body is mine, and I have big plans for you.” He laughed at my tears, mocking my begging as he worked himself in and out of me, no longer concerned with my pleasure, he fucked me relentlessly, using my body as a toy until he came all over my chest and face. Then he was gone, leaving me tied to the bed, his cum mixing with the tears streaming down my face.
That day was just the start. He left me there, naked and cold all day, coming back multiple times to fuck me again. I don’t know how long I was tied to that bed, but I do know it was the first step in breaking me.
“I’ll uncuff your hands if you ask nicely slut. Beg to suck my cock and I’ll untie your hands so you can set up and eat. Are you hungry?”
I was starving but I resisted. I wasn’t going to give that creep the satisfaction, but the pain in my stomach got worse. He would come into the room I was in periodically and make the same offer, food for my own humiliation. I kept thinking that eventually he would take pity on me, but he didn’t. I had to give in to him if I wanted to survive.
“Please Kevin… I’m so hungry!”
“You know what you have to do.”
Tears ran down my face as my physical needs outweighed my shame. “Please Kevin, let me suck your cock.”
“Master. You will refer to me as Master from now on, because that is what I am. I am your Master and I decide if you eat or starve. Now try again and show some passion bitch!” That was the first time he ever struck me, his hand connecting with the side of my face, leaving my ears ringing and tears pouring from my eyes.
“Please Master! Please let me suck your cock dry! Please let me swallow your cum, I need it!”
I sucked his cock, sucking as hard as I could, desperate to please him to avoid getting hit again. In return I was fed, homemade pork chops and potatoes. That night started a daily routine, each morning he would let me shower, washing his cum and spit from my body before starting again. It was his world, he fucked me any way he wanted, in any hole he wanted. I had never been fucked in the ass before, but my Master changed that, raping my most intimate hole mercilessly, oblivious to my screams.
Last night he took things to a new level. Over the last few months I have been slowly meeting his friends, each one getting the chance to fuck me when they were over. I gladly serviced them because none treated me as roughly as Kevin, I even began to enjoy the tender attention I received. But last night… Last night was party night. Kevin invited everyone, all his friends who had met me were invited, and he encouraged them all to use my completely exposed body.
I spent the night on my hands and knees, on a special platform built just for me. My wrists and ankles were all strapped down and a chain was attached to the collar around my neck, holding me in place, a shiny new butt plug inserted into my asshole, and an O-ring gag in place, holding my mouth open. I watched as everyone showed up, all of them laughing and discussing what they were going to do to me.
“No holes barred huh?”
“Not a one.”
“Can we hurt her? I want to hear her scream.”
“Help yourself, use your hands, belts’ whatever. She is our entertainment for the night.”
“I wonder what she will look like with a fist in her cunt.”
“Let’s find out!”
I was terrified at their words, I could handle being fucked, but whipped? Spanked, or fisted? Surely, they wouldn’t… Right? I could only wait, watching as the guys all helped themselves to drinks, and watched the football game, ignoring me for the moment. I didn’t notice anyone behind me until I felt the sting on someone’s hand impacting against my ass, sticking obscenely in the air.
Every eye was on me as my screams split the air, garbled around the metal ring in my mouth. My assailant began hitting me again, his hands alternating between each ass cheek, impacting with my red flesh as his friends cheered him on. Finally, the spanking stopped, and I felt relief as I heard his pants being unzipped. “Getting fucked, I can handle that. I can handle that!” My eyes closed as I felt him slide into my pussy, relaxing at the thought of not being hit anymore.
“Hey boys! I think she liked it! This cunt is soaking wet!”
The roar of laughter filled the room as everyone mocked me for being turned on at being hit.
My face flushed red but I couldn’t deny it. I was turned on! It actually felt good getting fucked like I was. I forgot the situation, ignoring the men watching me be raped and closed my eyes again, enjoying the slow fuck I was receiving.
“Let’s get started then bitch!”
My serenity was gone as rough hands grabbed my hair, yanking my head up as a cock was stuffed into my mouth. That was when the party really began. Both men fucked me relentlessly, shoving my body back and forth. The cock in my mouth fucked like a madman, slamming roughly into the back of my throat with each stroke. I could barely breathe, desperately trying to breath through my nose. I was choking and gagging, but my pain only turned him on, and it wasn’t long before I felt him tense up and begin shooting his seed down my throat.
“Cum on her face! Cover the whore!”
He took his friends advice, pulling his pulsing cock out and shooting his cum across me forehead. Everyone laughed as he smacked his semi flaccid cock against my face, smearing cum into my eyes. Another man took his place, shoving his meat down my throat with reckless abandon.
In my desperate bid to breathe around the cock in my mouth, I almost didn’t notice as lube was poured onto my exposed asshole. The man behind me had stopped fucking me as he worked a finger into my ass, and then another. I was helpless to resist, bound as I was, and I felt him inserting a third and forth finger inside of me. I had never been so full in my life. My mouth was being fucked, and this man’s cock was buried in my pussy while he worked four fingers in and out of my asshole, and in that moment, I knew I would be broken.
The night became a blur after that, as one man after another took their turns with my holes. I lost count of how many orgasms I unwillingly had, my body responding only to the sensation of multiple cocks abusing me. My mind blacked out, leaving my body behind to suffer at the sadistic hands of my Master’s friends.
I only remember some of what happened that night, but I have been forced to watch it all over again. Master recorded my rape at his friend’s hands, and he forced me to watch the video every day, playing with my pussy and getting off to what happened to me. What he told me that morning, so many months ago has come true. He owns me now; my body is his to use and abuse how he likes. I am a set of holes.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/7ut18m/i_am_a_set_of_holes_rape_fantasy