Author: moniquetara

Isabella: Used and Abused [PART 7] (gang bang, non-con, punishment)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Uni student, Australia*

PART 7

It was a beautiful night – a perfectly round moon bathed the deserted University in a soft glow. The campus – normally bustling with life – was now a bone-white carcass in the moonlight. Isabella’s head was encased in a black leather hood, and thus she was unable to appreciate the way the stars speckled across the velvet night sky. In fact, the full gimp mask only had openings for her nose and mouth, rendering her completely blind and directionless as she stumbled across the uneven cobblestone in her platform heels. Isabella’s only guide was the pull of the leash attached to her collar, forcing her to clip-clop obediently behind Professor Tasgonne like a prized horse. To complete the look, the butt plug embedded in her ass had a long fluffy tail which reached the back of her knees and swished when she moved. There was also a small, but powerful, bullet vibrator buzzing away inside her wet pussy. Read more »

Isabella: Used and Abused [PART 6] (gang bang, dub-con, non-con, BDSM)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Uni student, Australia*

PART 6

The Grand Hall was the pride and joy of the University, the centrepiece, the crown jewel. It had towering spires and arched stained-glass windows – every sandstone brick was undeniably infused with the University’s rich history. That night, the Grand Hall hosted the End of Semester staff function. Professor Tasgonne had instructed Isabella to attend the festivities and serve the guests, but she suspected it would include more than merely handing out canapés.

Isabella’s perfect body was naked except for the black stiletto heels strapped to her ankles and the ridiculously thin g-string digging between by her labia and ass cheeks. A heavy serving tray was attached to Isabella’s nipples with sharp metal clamps, hanging by two short chains. She wobbled around the Grand Hall in her high heels, gripping the sides of the serving tray to stabilise the flutes of champagne and to relieve the tugging on her delicate breasts. Read more »

Isabella: Used and Abused [PART 5] (MFF, dub-con, non-con, BDSM)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Uni student, Australia*

PART 5

Level B3 was the only floor of the Science and Technology Department to receive funding for renovations. In stark contrast to the crumbling sandstone building above it, the gleaming underground laboratories had frosted glass sliding doors, sleek metal interiors and state-of-the-art technologies. As such, access to Level B3 was reserved for PHD students and researchers working on the University’s most sensitive and lucrative projects.

Dr Bardwell’s background was in biomedical engineering, but she was always looking for opportunities to develop her more unorthodox ideas – ideas that would certainly be rejected by the Ethics Board. So when Mr Fitzroy, the Vice-Chancellor himself, had requested her help on a classified project, she couldn’t refuse. For Dr Bardwell, the means were always justified by the ends. She hurried through the underground corridors of Level B3, clutching a tablet in one hand and in the other, balancing a tray of needles, vials, creams, pills and various other contraptions. Inside the lab, she found a first-year student strapped to the medical examination chair in the centre of the room, fully nude except for the leather bands across her body. Read more »

Isabella: Used and Abused [PART 4] (MF, dub-con, non-con, BDSM)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Uni student, Australia*

PART 4

Isabella used her favourite scrunchie to tie her hair into a high ponytail and sprayed a bit of perfume on her collarbone and wrists, all whilst taking deep, measured breaths. It was her pre-exam ritual – a bit silly, she admitted, but it always helped to calm her nerves before a big assessment. Today, she wasn’t anxious about the final exam – she was guaranteed a High Distinction even if the pages were completely blank. Read more »

Isabella: Used and Abused [PART 3] (MF, non-con, BDSM)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Uni student, Australia*

PART 3

There was a suffocating tension that permeated the University as the semester neared its end, which bloomed to an anxious frenzy by the time that final exams rolled around. Some students spent many nights cramming in the library, others drank at the local bar on campus, but that night, Isabella was alone in her dorm, neither studying nor drinking. The Everleigh Wing was one of the nicer options for student accommodation on campus, with its carpeted study halls, clean common bathrooms, and quiet dorm rooms. Isabella’s modest room was identical to the others: a single bed in the corner, a small white desk, chair and wardrobe. Read more »

Isabella: Used and Abused [PART 2] (MMF, non-con)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Uni student, Australia*

PART 2

It was cold. Students were bundled up in thick coats, hurrying from one end of campus to the other, using their notebooks and folders to shield themselves from the gentle sprinkle of rain. The University was quiet, sleeping, like a giant beast in hibernation. From inside the warm office, Isabella absent-mindedly stared at the condensation on the window – her gaze followed the little drops of moisture as they gained speed and raced one another down the glass pane. She wore an oversized hoodie and fleece trackies, with her hair in a simple ponytail.

The Vice-Chancellor of the University was a charming and warm man. It was easy to get an appointment with Mr Fitzroy despite his busy schedule. He was older, but was undeniably attractive with his sleek grey hair, charcoal suit and piercing eyes – a true silver fox. He had welcomed Isabella into his office and offered her a seat and some tea. Read more »

Isabella: Used and Abused (MF, dub-con, non-con)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Australia*

PART 1

Autumn had always been Isabella’s favourite season. She thought the University was especially beautiful this time of year – the magnificent sandstone buildings seemed to glow in the soft sunlight, and the campus came alive with gold, red and orange foliage. After taking a moment to finish her coffee, Isabella headed towards the English Faculty for her lecture on Postmodern literature. She had forgotten to bring a cardigan today, which she deeply regretted as soon as the crisp, cool wind caressed her exposed midriff and bare legs. Most students who lived on campus simply rolled out of bed and attended class in pyjamas, but Isabella liked to dress up a bit, even for a simple lecture. After twelve years in a Catholic girls school where her daily uniform was a shapeless tunic, Isabella found simple pleasure in being able to wear whatever she wanted. Today, she wore a pleated miniskirt and a crop top that showcased her best features: perky breasts, a tight bubble butt and long smooth legs. It wasn’t a surprise that all eyes were on Isabella when she arrived a few minutes late to her lecture, apologised profusely, and took her usual seat in the second row. Read more »