Alice in chains pt.3 [Mf][BDSM][NonCon][OC]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nnsz11/closing_shift_mmfnoncon_fantasybdsmpart1/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/o1g41f/alice_in_chains_part_2/)

Alice wailed for help. Her scream scraped at her dry throat and dissapated into the empty beige hills. She heaved a breath in and begged into empty air at the top of her lungs until she saw stars at her visions edge.

“Let it all out love. Even if someone heard and came to help you,” The man tapped a gun on the side of the van. “you’ll just have gotten them killed for no reason. Or if it’s a woman. In the same situation as yourself.” The taller and more in charge of captors said.

“Not that we’ve ever, found any women roaming out here. Except the ones we lost track of.” The shorter man was by no means small and much larger than his companion in every other dimension

Both men had raped her twice now. Together the store last night, a time that seemed so long ago now. Then in their van while they took turns driving and with her. Their cum had leaked out of both her ass and vagina and stuck there dry. They dragged her out of the back of the van and set her on her feet. She wobbled and tipped but their hands were there propping her up.

In the Navy Part 3, The Officers Lounge. [OC][Gangbang][Coercion][MMMMMMFF][NonCon][Slave]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nsc06n/in_the_navy_mfbdsmfantasycoercionanalmulti_part/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ob3k6j/in_the_navy_pt2_demoted_to_ships_whore/)

This one took a little longer so I wrote a longer section than I normally do! enjoy

Part 3 Officers Lounge.

Cook’s life had taken on a horrible rhythm. She knew it was Friday by the desperation of the men raping her. They’d had her all week in their bunkroom, able to leave only for using the head and guarded by them while she did so. Every moment they were off duty they were using her. The room had 12 bunks and not much room but a small hallway between the beds. After today they would have to give her up to the officers, and she wouldn’t be usable by them until she’d spent a week servicing every other room in the ship. Last week the men who’d had her and been indifferent about fucking her and ended up renting her out to any of the other sailors who were willing to pay in cigarettes, weed, and of course cash. By comparison this wasn’t quite as bad.

In The Navy pt2. Demoted to Ship’s Whore [BDSM][NonCon][humiliation][gangbang][OC]

Find part 1 on my profile. Enjoy
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Cook limped toward the ship mess hall. The Captain’s treatment of her body had left her asshole throbbing and her hips aching. Though the experience hadn’t lasted more than an hour she was exhausted.
Her mouth swirled with foul flavors. The captain hadn’t let her leave his office until she’d thoroughly cleaned his cock, desk and floor with her tongue. If her efforts failed inspection, which they did more than once, he slapped her hard, pushed her head back down and told her not to look up until it was spotless. She’d dutifully lapped his cum off the floor on all fours, ass in the air. To finish it off he had her lick his boots clean.
“That’s a good girl.” He’d said, pulling her up by her pigtails. “Report back here at 0600 Sunday morning, make sure your uniform and your fuckholes are clean. It would be unbecoming for me to put my cock in the slop left behind by my crew.”
“Yes sir,”
“Now report to the mess hall. The boys are gonna love your new uniform.”

Val in the VIP room [OC][bdsm][NonCon][prostitution][MMf]

Both men were eager to go into the back with Val. The night had been slow until they’d arrived. She’d been worried it wouldn’t be worth her time and would end up working another double. When these guys showed up she knew they’d be good for money. From the moment they came in the door they had eyes only for her. They made it rain when she danced on stage. Each had got their own lap dance and now she was about to get double the usual money for a VIP room. She’d never managed to get two guys to go at the same time. Couples had gone a few times but usually they were either plastered drunk or one of them was noticeably more into it than the other. When she would ask pairs or groups of friends into the back they would get sheepish or balk at the cost. 

Not these two though. They looked college age which would make them slightly younger than her. She didn’t ask how they got their money. People who came to the strip club only wanted to talk about their work if they could brag about it. If that were the case they’d bring it up.

Captor and clients. [Mf][MMMMf][NonCon][episodic][OC]

Knowing what’s coming didn’t make it any better. If anything the quaking anticipation of reliving yesterday made the agonizing more profound. 

Breakfast came through the slot. Wheat toast and some fruit. There was a time when they’d used starvation as a tool to make Jenna compliant. Nearly two weeks without food and she had debased herself in ways she wouldn’t have been able to imagine before being brought to this place. Now her compliance was bought with relative comfort. At first her existence had been four cement walls and a sloping floor with a drain in the center. Now she had a twin bed, thick carpets and her own toilet. She wasn’t sure if it was intentional but she was rarely assaulted in her quarters anymore. 

In The Navy [MF][BDSM][Fantasy][Coercion][Anal][Multi Part]

It happened again, and it was getting worse. Ensign Cook was used to sexual harassment before she’d joined the navy. She was a petite girl who people mistook for a teenager even now. She compensated with tattoos and hyper sexual attitude,which was biting her in the ass now. This ship was the worst it had ever been. She was one of only 2 women on board. The other, Christina, kept her head down and was rarely seen on deck. They’d been at sea three weeks now. At first it had just been the ordinary lewd comments. Sailors asking when she’d go to bed with them. What she was hiding under her uniform. Then they’d started touching her. Pinching her ass as they passed in the narrow hallways. Grabbing her hips to get her attention from behind. Today was something different. Since she was a small girl they used her to do jobs in tight spaces. Between bulkheads and in narrow crawl spaces. Today she’d been checking wiring halfway into a panel, her upper body all the way in and her legs sticking out. Footsteps had come up behind her. Before she could shimmy out someone was groping her, firm hands held her so she couldn’t get out. Her protests echoed through the bulkhead. A hand squeezed at her pussy from outside her pants and pressed hard into her. In trying to free herself she hit her head against the metal wall. She heard laughter echo in from outside. While she was woozy they fumbled with her belt and tried to get her pants down. They got stuck around her ass halfway. fingers worked between her ass cheeks. A dry finger probed at her asshole forcing pain in with it. Her assailant tugged to get her pants the rest of the way down. As they pulled she used the momentum to force herself free. She tumbled back and pulled a socket wrench from her tool belt and came out swinging, only to see a pair of boots disappear around the corner.

Closing Shift [MMF][NonCon fantasy][BDSM](Part1…?)

Alice was alone in the store. The last stocker had left and she was wrapping up the last few closing checklist items. Aside from her own there were only a few sparse cars in the lot, most parked there for the late-night Mexican place around the corner. A lone car idled in the far corner. 

She wondered if it was tweakers again. But figured better than calling the cops. It would just make getting out of here take longer. She returned to the office with the last few cash bags.

The rattle of the aging sliding doors opening in the front made her jump. She could have sworn she had locked them shut. Alice’s heart beat heavy in her chest. She grabbed her phone and walked out. “We’re closed.” She shouted over the aisles. Two pairs of heavy footsteps stopped. “Get the fuck out of here or I am calling the cops.” Her voice was shriller than she would have liked. The footsteps started moving again. This time away from each other. And getting faster. Alice dialed 911. Before the call connected one of them got to her. A man in dark clothes and a mask. He moved fast. He hit the phone out of her hand and wrapped her in a bear hug.