What ever Happen To Poor Ash?

What Ever Happened To Poor Ash?

Nov. 2001

Knock-knock-knock...

Ashley "tippy-toed" and looked through the peep-hole on her white oak back door, she wondered who would be coming to visit at this hour? Though it was late, Ash and her girl friend Julia Jones, had been "chilling-out" in the kitchen, laughing, telling funny stories, swapping hot gossip and knocking back a few "beers..." Yeah, they were a bit audible but she didn’t think that she and Julia had been that loud. Her parents had left on a two week trip to the Caribbean Islands, and her father's rules were strict and complete...

No got-damn boys, no got-damn parties, no got-damn drinking... and no got-damn boys!

Well, Ashley thought to herself a little inebriated.. three out of four ain't bad! She knew her parents had probably talked to her next door neighbors, and she could just imagine her father standing there, looking down, and running off a laundry list of "do-nots and hell-no's" touching each finger, as he went on and on. She could see the poor neighbors, just standing there trying hard to be attentive to each demand and being as polite as possible, shaking their heads in compliance, while throwing in the occasional "uh-huh.. uh huh.." She could imagine her mother standing there, next to her dad, looking as apologetic at the neighbors as she could, while rolling her eyes, and reminding her husband, that they had a damn plane to catch...

Maybe it was the neighbors, stopping by to give her a kindly reminder, to keep the noise down to a low roar. Ash adored her next door neighbors, they were pretty "cool" for a couple of "old schools", despite what her father told them, they've never once tried to boss her around, yell at her, talk down to her or even tell her parents about anything she may have done. Even that time when they caught her cutting-school to catch that "early to late frat party" off campus. When they rolled by in their car, she was outside the frat house, sitting on this Jocks lap, laughing and sucking-down a beer, when her eyes met their harsh stares, they gave her a "You-know-you-know-better-than-that, your father-would-kill-you" look, and drove off. Ash politely got up, said her good byes and went home.

They could of gotten out the car and made a scene, her father gave them "card-blanc" if they ever saw her doing something she had no business doing, they could have embarrassed her in front of all her friends, they could have raced to her house and told her father, instead they drove off and never said a another word about it. When Ash got up the nerve to one day ask the wife about the incident, the beautiful black woman just smiled at Ash, and told her "Sugar, we used to be young too.." and left it at that.

When Ash peered through the peep-hole, she felt relieved that it wasn't them, she liked them a lot, but she really didn't want to be a problem, so late at night. A little puzzled, she asked through the door "Yes.. May I help you?" The tall figure bent down, looked back at the small opening, and spoke back to her, like the peep hole was a microphone, "You left this in school today and I think your going to need this outline to complete your paper. I was on my way home and since it was along the way, I figured I'd dropped it off." With recognition of both the figure and the papers, Ash cussed to herself "Oh shit... he's right.." without the outline her paper she would turn in, would be so much gar-bage... and so would her grade point average.

Today in class, she was so excited by the thought she would have the house to herself for two whole weeks, the last thing on her mind her was her outline, her paper, any of her teachers or her damn college education! (As her father constantly put it, whenever she asked for cash) Tonight, her parents were gone and she was going to live it up. She wouldn't have a party, but she would get totally wasted! She called her girl, "Julia" on her cell-phone and invited her over, to get "fucked-up" the next night she would call Paul over and just get "fucked..." Hell yeah... she was going to enjoy this shit!

As the figure smiled back at her, she hurriedly unlocked the door, and finding her best flirtatious smile (she always thought he was hot anyway... a little too old for her... but still a hottie!) Half intoxicated, she opened the door wearing nothing but her long tee shirt, that went down just above her knees, she radiated a very seductive "thank you..." and turned to walk away, leaving this older man standing in the door. Those two little words, would be the last two intelligible words she would use that evening... For the remainder of the night, many sounds... many noises, would escape from her lovely throat, but a seductive "Thank-you" would not be one of them.

As she opened the door, she accepted the papers from the figure and turned to walk back to her seat as she planned, she purposely wanted him to see the shape of her soft tight ass, as she walked away from him, and maybe make him have a steam wet-dream about her hot little body, Ash was a tease, and she loved it. she planned to sit down, and arch her back as she did in school, pushing out her breast, and giving her body a more seductive curve, he barely noticed her in class, but perhaps he's take note now, the alcohol told her. She planned to turn in her seat and as she said her final "thank-you's", and she would let her tee shirt ease up a bit, so he could see her gorgeous legs, he would view her creamy white thighs and wonder, what it would be like, to have this succulent, young "white girl" in his bed.

These are the carnal thoughts that went through Ashley’s "beer" induced mind. Though she carried and conducted herself like a lady in school, our dear Ashley, had the secret heart of a slut. Plus as I said, she just loved being a sexual tease..

Earlier that evening at school...

Professor Peter Stone (Pet-Rock, to his friends) sat in the empty class room going over his students assignments, he stretched, yawned, looked at his Rolex and decided to take a break. He had been going over student papers for almost six hours, and now he was done with that part and about to enter their scores in his P.C. He sat down at the terminal and turned it on. As it hummed to life and coldly asked for his password, he open the top left drawer off his desk, and pulled out a glass, and a half empty bottle of Crown Royal scotch and poured himself a drink.

He took a sip and instinctively grimaced at the stinging alcohol flavor as the brown liquid caressed his tongue and flowed down his throat. He entered his password, hit the "enter" button, took another sip, and sat back as he waited for his desk top to finish opening up his programs and the alcohol to open up his "buzz". He sighed heavily to himself, as he considered the next two hours sitting at his terminal, and mindlessly entering data, like some damn educational automaton... He sighed again and sipped somemore.

Professor Stone had been a economic teacher at the University for the last four years, he had seen many a students come and go, and even though he dreaded this part of the job, he enjoyed what he did for a living and he enjoyed his way of life. He was six foot four inches tall, a lean two hundred plus pounds and a dark Hersey-chocolate" brown. He had short wavy hair, faded on the sides and speckled with grey. Though he was forty seven years of age, his boyish good looks and his youthful manner gave one the impression, he was barely into his thirties. Even though being a University instructor ate up a lot of his time, one could tell by his physique, that he worked out at the University gym pretty regularly. Since he messed up his knees playing sports, he traded his basketball for swimming trunks, and his jump shot for a stationary bike and weight training. His body looked the part. He had broad shoulders, and long arms. a well cut, muscular chest, and upper torso. A small waist which housed a trim six-pack stomach, and long muscular legs, that went up into a round tight ass.

He always looked good, and dressed nice, all his suits were Italian cuts, and always the latest styles. He wore gold but not too much, just enough to bring out his dark complexion, and his cologne was never cheap, it was either Hugo or Pleasures for men, or nothing at all. Though he looked good, he wasn't at all conceited, the eight years he spent in the Marine Corps made sure of that. And though he was always very charming, always warm and always friendly, though he dated more than regularly, and always left a satisfied smiling female in the morning, there was something... a little different.. Something a little "off-beat," just behind those handsome brown eyes... Something that was "odd," and a little cold, if one looked close enough, but no one ever did, everyone who met Professor Stone, either laughed themselves crazy at his jokes, or sat enthralled at his stories. His students... they adored him.

As his desk top finally opened up the last program, he decided before he would do some "work" he would first do some "play", he clicked his pointer onto the address line and typed in the letters "W-W-W-DOT-Y-A-H-O-O-DOT-C-O-M" and as his search engine took him to the "Yahoo" web site. He took another sip of his drink, as he one-fingered punched in a code, and opened up his mail box. He smiled wickedly as he viewed all the adult messages from his various "groups" and deleted the advertising. As he deleted the unwanted junk E-mail and scrolled down, he came across a subject line, that caught his attention, it simply read "You have been accepted as member of the "No-let-me-go" adult sex group", he opened the E-mail, and followed the link until he found himself at the home page of a "forced sex" fantasy role playing group.

In between sips, he read a few of the stories and thought to himself, "I'm going to like this place" he marveled at how many women actually enjoyed this type of fantasy, some even described themselves in great detail, and wanted personal mail sent to them, by male cyber-rapist telling the females what they would do, to their very lovely, very skinny or very thick bodies. Rather than view all the pictures at once, (save some for later) he decided to check out his new neighbors. He scrolled down the member list and he would periodically stop at a name or two, and click on their profiles to see what info and what photos were a part of this new and exciting group. He continued to scroll down until he came to a name, that made him pause... "could it be? Nawwww, no way" he said to himself, but some inner voice told him to "click" the profile anyway, when he did, the profile of "Ashley luvs blacks" popped up, she had a very sexy profile and a provocative picture of a rather large black man, ass raping a young white girl, though it turned him on, he was a little disappointed because the picture wasn’t the "Ashley" he thought it was.

On "Ashley's" profile, was a link that went to her "photo album" he clicked the button more out of curiosity, and soon as the familiar picture came up, he sat back took a larger sip this time, poured himself another drink and smiled. It was her! A picture of one of his students! Ashley Harris. Every older male college professor and university instructor, secretly yearned to catch a glimpse of one of his more attractive female students, either on-line semi-nude or (please god) all nude, or staring in one of those "girls gone wild" movies, baring their young soft breast. So for professor Stone, this was a fantasy come true, he smile and clicked on. The first picture was one of her standing on her front yard, wearing a pair of jeans, a short shirt with her arms in the air. Professor Stone stared at the picture and admired her petite image. Though she was one of his students, that he sees her every day, as a professor, he couldn’t take a long... admiringly... pleasurable look at her body, without someone catching him in the act, and the University didn't play "fraternization". So, though he saw her, he really never got the chance to truly "see her" as he wanted.

"Damnnn...She's sexy as hell" he thought. She had that "young girl" type body, that most older men drool over. You know the type, just turned somewhere between 18 thru 21, the body just starting to enjoy it’s womanhood, deliriously nice but small hips, succulent and held firmly in place, maybe she may have had some experienced with boys but never, ever "fucked" into submission by an older more experienced cock. The type of young girl body, where her hormones are raging a bit out of control, and during her "horny" time of the month, she definitely dresses the part, everything the female wears is either very short, cut very low or up real high, and very damn tight. Stone continued to smile as he enjoyed both the picture and his scotch, he lusted at her flat tummy. The another part, of the "young girl body" type. Young girls like Ash didn't have stomachs, they had "tummies" little bellies that were still "freshly" unbroken in, and young lush wombs, that hadn't had the weight of "child breeding". Those were the tummies older men enjoyed laying on, grinding against, with sweaty bodies as they filled the wet young opening with a sticky white jism. Young girls also had soft, succulent tits. Tits that didn't sag from being pulled down by a "mother's milk", gravity and age. Young tits that didn't need bras, if they chose and had no clue what pure pleasure was until an older, more experienced mouth, sucked and kneaded on their soft flesh with greedy lips and as a wiser tongue, caressed and played with the nipples.

The next photo was one of Ash and her friend Julie Jones , he had met "Julz" as Ash called her, she seemed like a decent enough girl, though she was attractive as Ashly Professor Stone wasn’t interested in her, he was enjoying this new side of "Ms. Ashley Harris." In class she always acted like a little lady, though she seemed a little on the "wild" side, and he could tell, she must be totally fun to be with, she never carried herself as "slutty" nor did the boys treat her as one. She came to class, did her work, answered questions, and participated in every way. He had found her "cute" and "perky" and somewhat "too excitable." What little of her body, he did manage to steal the occasional glance at, (without getting caught) he thought was nice, but as I said he was a teacher, and he couldn't afford to "look" "admire" or "lust-after" a female student. Now, late at night, alone at his P.C. he could stare and lust as much as he chose, he felt like a kid who found a secret entrance to the candy factory. Looking at his student in this nasty way, made him feel like an dirty old man, sneaky, lurid and a little perverted...

In other words, he was having a ball.

In the next picture with Ash and Julia, Stone got a chance to really admire her pretty face. Blond hair, bright eyes and an even brighter smile... "Damn, this young white girl is gorgeous", he thought to himself, and in one instant Ash went from a "cute" and "perky" student, to an alluring, tantalizing creature. He clicked on to the next picture and took another sip of Crown Royal, as it downloaded into his P.C. This time it was one of Ash and Julia , and Ash was wearing a black and gold sweat suit. Her shoulders looked attractively sexy, and he could see himself kissing her shoulders and tasting her tanned skin. He imagined his lips enveloping her shoulders and sucking her supple young neck. He imagined running his tongue down her throat and over her collar bone to her breast. Taking each one, greedily into his mouth. Mind you, Ash didn't have very big breast, but in Stones mind, "more than a mouth full, is too damn much anyway..." He liked women that didn't have "real big tits," he thought to himself, "those are the ones, that tend to "sag" with gravity and age, plus he could get a woman with average tits fully into his mouth, and drove her insane, while he sucked on it, and played with it using his tongue as he bit the nipples. America's fascination with big floppy "tits" had always eluded him. Give him average tits any day.

He drank his scotch, and clicked from photo to another, each picture of Ash was better than the last. His only question to himself was "why was she on a adult site? Her pictures were provocative, but not dirty, and why on a site with a "forced sex" theme? He would find out soon enough. In one picture Ash was in a tub with Julia, they both were wearing two piece bathing suits and smiling into the camera. This picture of Ash, excited Stone even more. The image of Ash all wet and her wet blond hair laying on her soft shoulders, with her gorgeous eyes, and pouting lips, the picture made her look more adult-like.... and extremely hot... And almost... a little whoreish, this new observation of Ash really caught Professor Stone's attention, he felt his cock grow semi-eject, and what he could see of her body, enticed him and called out for his own "special attention". The last time he felt like this was when he visited Europe and he "took" a woman named Sylvia Horton at her own outside birthday party... against her will... behind the bushes... her panties ripped off... her soft ass grinding the hard ground... She groaned as he...

"NO..." he promised himself... This time, it would be different... He would be different... He liked this town, he liked his job, he liked the people... "No Dammit!" He yelled at his inner demon, he would admire the photos, enjoy the view of her body, get excited at her "sluttiness"... and that's it... That's all...

But she was such a... a.."sexual-freak".... Inside him, the "beast" stirred...

Picture number seven made him freeze, he took down a large gulp of his drink and his mouth still watered, this time it was Ash from the back, she was on her knees in a white hooker-type lingerie outfit, with white garters and stockings. Stone's erection grew firmer, his trousers made his pulsing animal feel, uncomfortably tight. He move his cock around, so he could sit forward with ease, and his cock could continue it's ongoing erection. As he stared at the strap of the white Thong panties that slide between her ass cheeks, he yearned to be between those cheeks himself, he wanted to shove his dark wet tongue into it's dark crevices, he wanted to hear her moan in disgust and squeal in displeasure, he wanted to feel her ass cheeks shudder, as he sucked out her tight young ass, or better yet, fuck her in her small ass hole, as she cried, and would eventually groan out her acceptance, as he used her. His depravity was starting to get the best of him, in the picture, her hands were between her legs and he could imagine those slim moist fingers playing between tender pussy lips... rubbing her clit and softly inserting them in and out of her wet snatch. He could imagine her masturbating, moaning louder and louder with each wet caress, of her slick fingers.. then the convulsive shaking of her shoulders, as she orgasmed to her thrill. He wanted her now... he wanted Ash bad. Very, very bad.. He drank his scotch and clicked on.

Another photo, she was on all fours, wearing low riding jeans and a black thong panties, that disappeared into the jeans, and in his mind's eye, again he was between the cheeks of her luscious looking, pale young ass. He imagined himself stripping the tight jeans down, pulling the thong strap to the side and taking her from behind, right there on the carpet she was posing on. In another photo, there was a close up of her ass, in white cotton panties as she ran her finger across her slit. The last picture he viewed made him bring his full glass up to his mouth and gulp down the entire glass of the bitter scotch in on one take. He loosened his tie and licked his lips. He began to profusely sweat and his cock was now solid rock hard in his pants. It ached and wanted to come out... it had to come out, his cock would not be denied.. it demanded to be used! It was this final image, that pushed Professor Stone over the edge, this last picture that finally woke the beast within and made him decide he would do, as he had done in Europe. He would take this young white girl, he would catch her, pin her down... and enjoy her lovely white creamy body.

Yes, he would ride her... he would look down on her, as he did and watch her fight and squirm underneath him as drank in the beauty image of her perfect face. It would be contorted and twisted in agony and shame as he used her... punished her cunt.. he would envelope himself in her sweet "woman-scent" their bodies would do a "warped" sexual dance, his sweat would mingled with hers, and their body-aromas would become one dark fragrance... His cock would then become lubricated, from the warm fluids of her pussy, as he sexually assaulted her and her body responded to what her mind could not. As this image filled his mind, it touched his "something sinister" and brought out this hidden, uncontrollable animalistic lust.

The picture that finally convinced Stone, he would rape her, showed Ashley Harris sitting and eating a slice of pizza... she was stark naked, with one leg held limberly high over her head. The view exposed her young hairy cunt, what Stone had been imagining, was now in his face, he didn’t have to imagine any longer, her small hairy pussy called his name. The small lips beckoned him to put his fingers between them... his tongue... his hard cock, her tits looked firm and ripe, he could see all her ass, but not the part he wanted "to be in." her skin was creamy-white and smooth, it looked experienced but unblemished. We would rectify that soon, growled the monster. He sat back, stared at the picture and rubbed his large cock as it strained against his pants material. "She looks small, between those thighs" he said to himself, the beast within answered back..."Whad da fuck, we'll make it fit! Or split the bitch wide open..."

As he read her profile, something else caught his eye, beside having a love for "forced sex", fantasy and role play, she also enjoyed the fetish of "forced breeding", he smiled, "this information will come in handy later on." He thought to himself. He unzipped his fly, and pulled out his long, hard, dark animal. As he ran his hand slowly up and down it's thick fleshy shaft, it pulsed and throbbed it's approval of the naked Ashley, but it wanted more.. It wanted to be deep inside her... it wanted to ride back and forth between her firm, young thighs... It wanted to feel the deep, wet penetration of her warm body... but more importantly...

The animal inside wanted a white-hot, spewing cum release inside her.

But how? Thought Stone, "How to gain access?" the beast reminded him how she told everyone that her parents were leaving for a couple of weeks, "but how do we get into the house?" he questioned... The beast made him glance down at his desk, and observe the five white pieces of xeroxed "8x11" bond paper with her name typed neatly on them, again he smiled. Yes tonight, the savage within would get satisfied. He poured himself another drink, and continued to stroke his harden monster, he stared at the beautifully, naked, seductive image on the screen, and emptied his glass down his throat.

Current time...

The tall figure stepped into the light of the kitchen and casually spoke, as he uneasily checked out Ashley short, sexy, petite form. His mouth watered, and he licked his lips, he was already to pounce on her as soon as she opened the door, when he looked over and saw Julia, and cursed to himself, he thought she would alone. "Fuck it... the beast screamed within... we'll take her too... The fuckin more... the fuckin merrier!" it yelled, as it's sinister laugher filled Professor Stone's head. Ash begun to make her pre-planed stroll to her chair when it happened.
"Now..." screamed the inner creature "Now" The next thing Ash knew, a large hand covered her mouth, and snatch her petite body back, her eyes grew wide and she tried to scream out, but only her muffled sounds could be heard, she felt Professor Stone pull her small body back against his much larger frame, and for the first time, she realized how helpless she was.... how small she was to the big black man. She looked to Julia for some kind of help, but Julia just sat, eyes wide and frozen in a drunken state of shock and disbelief. Ash kicked and flailed about, in her mad attempt to pull away from this broad black man, when Professor Stone looked up to Ash’s friend, Julia snapped out of her trance, and began to scream. Professor Stone Lifted Ashley’s small frame up, and carried her towards Julz, the young girl jumped from her seat and ran madly towards the front door.

Julia reached the front door and grabbed the large brass knob, she would run to the nieghbors house and call 9-1-1. Something had snapped inside of Professor Stones, and Julia could see it in his eyes. She turned the doorknob and a quick pang of relief washed over her. She turned the knob and pulled but the heavy door wouldn't budge, "stupid girl, first unlock the door" she said to herself, and reached up to rapidly turn the lock, Ash's father had put on a special lock that only opened up from inside, and only with a key. One quick turn of the key and she would be home free.... then she let out a cry of panic. The key was gone! Ash had locked the door and removed the key earlier, Julia thought quickly and remembered where she saw it last it...

"Oh god... it's on the kitchen table!" Julia turned and looked towards the kitchen, her heart beat heavily in her chest as she expected Professor Stone to come running out to get her too. The house was now quiet as a tomb, and no sound came from the kitchen, "Perhaps Ash is already dead" thought Julia. This can't be happening she thought, everything around her seemed fuzzy and surreal, it reminded her of a bad "shocker-slasher" movie, "I saw what you did last summer.. I saw who you did last summer... I saw you again this summer...". Inside her mind her thoughts ran together in a haze as she ranted to herself. Her mind was reeling on the verge of madness, she felt faint, as she began to hyperventilate, she was being enveloped in a stalk raving fear, and fought with all her might to keep from passing out.

The only sound she could hear, was her own hard panic-stricken breathing, as she rapidly sucked in air, her alcoholic buzz had cleared from her head. She looked across the living room and just before the kitchen lay her cell phone, it sat on a small table, just a little before the kitchen's entrance. She didn’t want to go nowhere near the kitchen, but her options were few to nil. She gathered her strength and crept towards the table, if she could reach it, all would be well. Each step sent a cold panicking fear through her slim form. As sweat ran down her temples, she continued to eased slowly forward. "Maybe he's to caught up with whatever God-awful thing he was doing to poor Ash, to think about me" Julia thought to herself, "O-or better yet... maybe he slipped out.." These were the things she told herself, as she forced one leg in front of the other.

Because of her fear, to Julia the small table was a million miles away, she didn't think she would ever get over to it. She crept closer and extended her arm as she neared the table. She could see her phone waiting for it's owner and it seemed as sweet as an Oasis on the desert. She tried to listen for the smallest noise... anything that would alert her to Stone's movement, but her heart was beating louder than a snare drum and it's booming echo filled her ears. Her out stretched arm was almost on top of the small phone, her face twisted as Julia tried to will her arm to stretch beyond it's means. Her sweaty fingers brushed against the phone, and moved it a little further away. She silently cursed herself for her clumsiness and reached again...

As her hand came down on the phone, an even larger black hand clamped around her arm, it was Professor Stone, he peeked around the doorway and smiled at her, then he erupted in an evil maniacal laughter. Ash was still struggling in one of his powerful arms with his hand covering her mouth. Stone had laid an "idiot-trap" for Julia and it worked, he knew about Ash's door, and saw the key on the table, he then saw the cell phone and knew Julia would be back. "Sooo, you never thought about using the phone by the front door huh?" he sarcastically asked. Julia looked back, saw the phone and again cursed herself for her lack of common sense. Stone painfully squeezed her arm in his vise-like grip until she painfully dropped the cell phone, then he said to her in a steel voice "You kids spend so much time on them damn cell phones, you forget about the phones that can't be carried in your pockets."
Julia cried out from the painful grip on her arm and in a sudden rush of panic growing in her heart, she began to punch and kick at her dark skinned restrainer. She faked a kick to the groin, and came back with a left hook, ordinarily Stone could have evaded the clumsy attempt, but by holding onto to Ash, he could only use one hand, to try to hold onto Julia and at the same time, keep her at bay. The blow hit Stone square on the left side of his face, it was quick and powerful, something totally unexpected from the young frighten girl, the blow snapped Stone's head violently to the side. Instead of drawing blood or knocking him senseless, it only angered him, and as he slowly turned his head back towards her, the animal inside him growled out...

"You'll pay for that, you little bitch... believe me you will... then we'll see, if you can take it... as good as you give it!" The tone of his voice and the insane look in his eyes sent a dreadful chill up the young girls spine, Julia screamed and frantically pulled until her sweaty arm slipped free, she tumbled to the carpeted floor, leaped to her feet and ran towards the staircase to the upper level. Stone listened closely as he heard the upstairs bathroom door slam shut and lock. "Good, now we know where she's at... stupid girl", Stone chuckled to himself because from the closness of the sound, she ran into the windowless bathroom.. He dragged Ash back into the kitchen, and with one swing of his arm, cleared the table throwing everything to the floor. He lifted her up and tossed her on top of the table as she kicked and screamed. He held her small struggling form down, and he pulled four slender straps of leather from his jacket pocket, and put them in his mouth, letting them dangle down. He tied one to the left arm of her struggling form, as she continued to kick and pound on his chest and pummel the side of his head and shoulders. It was all a futile attempt to slow him down, the beast within and his passions for her, made him almost impervious to her blows. She winced and cried out in pain as he tied the strap so tightly, it cut off her circulation. Once that was done, he took the another strap from his mouth and tied it to the left.

With his weight and one shoulder pushed against her body, he held her down on the table as she fought on. Because of her limberness, She manage to get one leg up between their bodies, she pulled her knee back until it laid on her chest, Stone smiled as he looked down between her legs at her "thong" covered mound, and while he was distracted by her cunt in one herculean effort, she pushed her leg out, and kicked up... the force of her kick was launched with her body against the table, thereby doubling it's power, she felt it connect to something soft as she landed a solid blow to Professor Stone's nose. His large body, lumbered back and stumbled against the kitchen sink, the kick caught him totally by surprise, through a painful fog he felt the warm liquid pour from his nose, he wipe it and looked down, it was blood, now his evil as eyes were as crimson as the fluid flowing from his face. His anger snarled at her, there was no telling what he would do next...

Ash Jumped up, and began to quickly loosen one of her painful restraints, her petite form was off the table in less than a nano-second and after deciding to forget about the other leather restraint, she bent down snatched up the fallen front door key, and in a screaming fit headed towards the kitchen door. She made the one mistake of taking her eyes off Professor Stone, and forgetting that though he was old, he was in damn good shape. Before she knew what was going on, a powerful long arm, wrapped itself around her small waist, lifted her high in the air and slammed her small frame down, across the kitchen table. The table should have broke from the force of her fragile body crashing against it's surface, but her father was never one to buy merchandise on the "cheap", so as her body slammed down onto the solid oak surface, a massive jolt of agonizing pain shot through every fiber of her body. The sound was so loud it made Julia jump behind the bathroom door and start to cry for her friend. Ash's landing was so fast and so savage, it knock the sense from her mind and the air from her lungs, the force left her laying in a world of serious hurt, groaning on the table. It was only through god's grace, nothing was broken... but her body would feel like warmed-over shit, for weeks to come. She tried in vain to regain her senses as stars floated before her eyes, and she fought through her agonizing stupor. She felt her left arm painfully snatched to one side, as Professor Stone tied it to the large wooden table leg. She felt him grab her other arm and re-tie the leather restraint, and through the fog, a scary realization ran through her mind... "He's tying me to the table!"

She felt the leather bite into her skin and once agin cut the circulation, she fought hard to regain some sense of balance.. To try again to escape. She began pulled herself together enough, just in time to pull against her restraint... In one last motion Professor Stone finished tying it to the other table leg. "Too late sugar..." he cooed "Too damn late...", Ash thought about the neighbors, "Why hadn't they came running over? Hadn't they heard all the commotion? Did they think she was having a party, and they didn't want to spoil her fun??" Ash realized how to get their attention, she drew in one deep breath, and prepared her throat to let out it’s most soul searing, skull splitting, close to death scream it could muster, Stone anticipated this and as the high screeching note began to emit itself from her lovely mouth, a large piece of masting tape, came quickly over her mouth.

Stone leaned back against the kitchen sink and caught his breath. "What a spit-fire" he said to himself as he cleaned his blood from his face, "This little hell cat put up one helluva fight" he hadn't had a woman fight this hard in years. "Yessss, that means her rape will taste that much better" laughed the "other" inside him, "We will enjoy her body... Then we'll go up and punish that four-eyed bitch in the bathroom." Stone stood against the sink admiring Ash's body, as he did when he saw it online. Her arms were spread-eagle wide, and tied from one back table leg over to the other back table. As he watched her, he thought she looked like an appetizing, sexual dessert, or a "pale-offering" on an unholy dark alter. Her body laid flat on the table, and her nice shapely legs dangled free, from her knees down. Her chest heaved rapidly up and down, as she tried to catch her breath. Stone's mouth watered as he watched her perky tits, sit like two half melons, rise and fall with each struggled breath. He watch her little nipples stand hard and erect as they poked two pointy mountains through her sweat soaked tee-shirt.

His eyes traveled up her luscious legs, and on to her white creamy thighs. Her legs were gaped apart, and he could almost catch a glimpse of the "thong" patch covering her pubic mound. When the beast inside him could take no more he decided he would bound her legs to the front legs of the table and brutally take her right away, she seem helpless and small, all the fight was removed when her body crashed against the table, he touched her ankles and ran his course sweaty hands up thier length, enjoying their soft smooth texture. "Her legs are perfect.." he uttered, the lust dripped off each word. She laid on the tabled and whimpered as his hands climbed back up her legs but as soon he touched her thighs, with the quickness of a cobra, her legs went back to their fierce flailing and kicking, she would not go down with a fight.

Stone tried repeatedly to grab her legs, but she moved them to fast, and kicked back to hard, he couldn’t grab one, without being kicked by the other foot, and he wasn't trying to get tagged again, by one of those shapely white baseball bats, she called her legs. Tiring of this game, the beast snarled and smacked Ash with a blow that knocked her head to one side, still she kept kicking, trying to catch him again. "You still want to fight huh bitch? Well good goddammit, lets see how much fuckin fight you got..." He grabbed a chair and pulled to the table, he watch her flailing legs and timed his next action, with the quickness of an insane man on a mission of lust, he grabbed one leg, and when she kicked again, he grabbed the other. As she struggled to pull her legs free, he placed himself between them. Once between her legs, he released them and she now began to buck, as well as kick, he laid his much larger body over hers, and engulfed her petite body under his size.

He held her head to one side, and began to run his tongue over her soft neck, planting hot wet kisses on her neck and shoulders, she screamed in disgust at his passions. She arched her body and squealed out in protest, when she felt his hot tongue, go dagger-like into her ear and coat it with thick saliva. Stone was now lost in his passion, the more she fought, the more she sweated, the more she sweated, the more he enjoyed the salty flavor of her skin. Each time she would buck her body against his, he would moan with pleasure and push his hard man-meat down, and grind onto her soft cunt.

She made an attempt to repeat her earlier move by bringing her leg up close to her body and kicking up, but this time Stone was ready for it, and he grabbed her leg and put it over his broad shoulder. He reached under leg, and ran his rough fingers over the "thong covered" lips of her hairy pussy, down his hand traveled, between the lips, over the opening and then further down between the crack of her ass, his finder slid between them... She let out a muffled "No"and bucked her body up squeezing her ass cheeks together over Stone's finger, this excited him to the highest degree and he pressed his hard cock down on her raised body, and moaned his ecstacy in her ear. She pulled her body back, and this movement opened the butt cheeks of her ass, to Stone's probing finger, which slid even deeper between her cheeks touching the strap of her thong. "That's right baby-girl, fight... fight Stone.. Stone loves a good fight..." he said horsely in her ear. With her anger and frustrations mounting she bucked and squirmed her body against her attacker, she was trying to bang against his hard cock and perhaps do some damage, Stone on the other hand was enjoying every minute of her bucking... and moving... and squirming action, as her body slammed against his, he would let out a animalistic "YYEEESSSSS BITCH" in her ear, and grind back.

She would then pull back, and he would slide his finger ever closer to the small tight opening of her ass hole... Feeling his finger, Ash would squeeze and push her body up, so he could then grind against her body... painfully "dry fucking" her. Her other leg continued to flail around and kick, then Stone grabbed it, and hoisted it over his shoulder. Now he was between her legs, with both over his shoulders as "dry humped" her petite frame. With his finger still between the crack of her ass, he used it to to push the thong strap to the side, and insert his finger in her tight hole... She squealed out in final frustration, as she felt his finger begin to penetrate her ass. She grit her teeth and squeezed with everything she had, as she heard Stone laugh and stick it in further, she felt the pain of his forced intrusion, and scream "NO-NO-NO" under her gag, she felt the finger go half way in, then pull suddenley out, grabbing the strap to her thong and pulling it free. Now Stone was in the midst of a most animal primal lust, as he grabbed the thong and began to tear it from her squirming form. He snarled as he snatched at it... then grabbing the front portion in an angry his closed fist, he pulled it, making her cry out as the elastic bit into her flesh. He growled his approval, like some sick, sadistic, sexually starved maniac until it was yanked off her still fighting body. He was now grinding his hard cock against her naked snatch, pressing down hard with each bestial motion. Still, she struggled... still she squirmed... and still she fought on.

"STILL GOT A LOT OF FUCKIN FIGHT IN YOU HUH BITCH?... FUCK IT THEN.. IT MUST BE TIME" He reached down and opened his zipper and his monster broke free. His cock was hard and angry, it had a length of about ten plus inches, and it was swollen fat, and jet black. Veins stood up thick and proud along its shaft, and ugly it was. Long, big and ugly... It was a monster. It pulsated anxiously to be deep inside of Ash. Though she knew what was about to happen, her body still fought against his, she continued to squirm from side to side, and thrust her body up, hoping to hurt whatever it was he pulled out. She stared at him with a hateful, defiant glare, as if to say "Go ahead muther fucker... try and rape me... you stupid fucking bastard!". I have to give her credit, She fought on, even as she felt his hand rub against her cunt as it guided the fat throbbing head of his cock and press it against the dry lips of her pussy. She didn't care "I'm not a virgin anyway... " she thought to herself, "plus this black mother fucker is old... he can't have too much down there... Or too much more energy.. He'll probably hump three times and cum like a old fart!"

She thought this, because she had heard her parents late at night, when they thought she was a sleep. She would hear her mother moan and the bed springs creak for about five minutes.. Ten minutes tops, and then her father would cry out and then begin to snore... Professor Stone was almost as old as he was...

Ash wouldn't not have thought that, she wouldn’t have actted so bold, if she would have seen the long dark animal Stone pulled out of his pants. "Ffcckkk-yyeewuu" came her muffle reply, as she felt the head press it's tip between the small lips, of her cunt. "No bitch... Fuck you!" growled Stone, and he shove half of his long fat cock between the lips, and up inside her dry hole... "UUUMMMMMppppphhhh... the fast and unrestrained painful intrusion inside her body, knocked the air from her lungs, Tears filled up her eyes as Ash cried out, she wasn’t expecting what she got. She suddenly realized that her "old school" teacher, had more in the pants than she thought, then she panicked.

He smiled at her response, looked in her eyes and savagely grunted and shoved more of his black cock into her, again she screamed out a muffled cry as her tears now flowed from her eyes... "Fuck who bitch?.. Fuck who? " Stone pulled back... he pulled partly out... maybe about half way.. then when he thought she wasn't ready for it, slammed it back in with all his might. Ash lost her breath and her bearing this time, her pussy screamed out in painful agony... she saw blinking, painful stars in front of her eyes...

Stone groaned in pleasure. His hard cock, dove deeply inside her warm tight hole, in shock and in pain from his deep, sudden, painful penetration, her pussy instinctively tightened up, and the lips of her warm cunt wrapped around Stone's hard shaft.... He moaned again. He was in rapist heaven... He grabbed inside the neck opening of her tee-shirt, and tore it apart, her ripe little titties bounced and jiggled as the shirt, was ripped from her shoulders. Ash opened her eyes and looked up into the eyes of a sexual savage madman, an degenerate, gleeful smile spread across his lips as he stared down at her breast, As he continued his unmerciful fuck in her pussy, he placed his arms underneath her body, and pulled it up to his mouth.

Slurping and sucking her flesh, he devoured her, he passionately bit her soft shoulders and pulled at her ear lobes with his lips, he sucked her neck and manhandled her tits in his large hands, he pinched her swollen nipples as he ravaged her, she violently shook her head no and cried hysterically, as he viciously raped her body. His randy mouth worked it's way down to her tits, and took one of her creamy soft orbs into his mouth. He sucked on her tit in a depraved kind of retribution, he suckled it in his mouth, and rake it with his tongue, he bit her hard nipples as he wantonly stabbed her pussy from below. Though he passionately took her, there was no passion in his love making, it was all animalistic.. Savage... brutally carnal... intense. Gone was the teacher who taught economics, gone was the gentleman with the warm sexy eyes and funny sense of humor, what was loose now, was a barbaric caveman-like creature, who enjoyed mixing pain... with his sex.

Now the fight was truly "knocked" out of Ash, she laid on the table gritting her teeth, with her eyes clenched agonizingly closed. Stone roared in triumph, as he torturously rode her little body. He gripped her small hips and growled, as he banged her hips against his body... he grunted and he sadistically laughed as he slammed all of his big black cock into her small pink hole. His cock was not his organ of love, but his weapon of punishment, and enjoyed punishing... Each time their bodies painfully connected, he would howl and slam her again... and again. With his hard, fleshy club still deep inside her, he climbed up on the table and forced her legs all the way back until they touched her shoulders... he mounted her and pulled his cock back until it was just about, all the way out of her suffering cunt... with only the head of his cock still inside, he asked her a question dipped in sick depravity and wicked bile... "On your website, I see you like it rough...Do you really think, you can handle it rough? In stark terror her eyes grew wide and she shook her head no... "Lets find out..."

Stone came down with the force of a pile driver, his great force shook the table as he drove all his big cock, into her wounded hole, down to the hilt. Ash screamed out as hard as she could, her muffled screams went out and then died down into uncontrollable sobs, she was crying harder now, bawling her pretty eyes out, her agony was undescribable... her petite legs began to involuntary shake from their post traumatic trauma... she could handle no more..

She cried, and her muffled rambling pleas came forth... She begged... promised... she agreed to anything... Stone smiled, once again he pulled all the way back... leaving only the head of his massive cock inside her... "Wait for it.. Wait for it", the beast inside told him.. "NOW" and Stone slammed her small frame again... and again... and again.. on and on.. The table shuddered and shook but held... Her pretty face was contorted in a gruesome mask of pain, her sweaty brow squeezed and knotted together... the muscles and veins in her head and neck stood out, as she tried to brace her self against his ongoing onslaught. He pounded her again... not with an once of intimacy but with a total wild frenzied vengeance... a punishment.. He gritted menacingly and scowled, each time he rammed in... Each time he tore into her soft opening... Each time.. trying for a more deeper and a more hurtful penetration... shoving in with all his might... down to the hilt... over and over and over...
He would show her... TEACH her... The next time she would never kick at him again... She would never be a smart ass cunt again... She would see him and whimper inside.. She would know who is in charge....
and who is not.

He slam-fucked her body, repeatedly, pulling all the way back, and shoving in his hard blackness deep within, each blow was backed by the force of gravity and his lean two hundred pound well-muscled body. Ashley's cries were raw and sounded horse, though muffled by the tape on her mouth, you could still hear her hard sobs, and her high pitched squealing screams. every time his cock slammed into the top of her womb. He watched her face, and enjoyed her tormented look, her pleading eyes excited him, this is the way he wanted her, hard and strong. This was her fantasy and he would give it her in spades.

After about twenty five long, hard, sweaty minutes of Stone pounding her frail form, never letting up, Ash's body went limp, and numb, she thought he would have cummed in her by now, she had been waiting to feel the familiar warm fluid rush up inside her, she thought it would be over, but it was not, she realized this wasn't a "raping sex" he was having with her... It was a lesson in humility. She decided that maybe, if she didn't fight him, he would get done, and let her go. The pain she was enduring was maddening. "He's so..so..big" she thought, "so... cruel.." and cried out again, as he rammed into her. Her poor hole was still semi-dry and the only moisture within her, came from her attackers pre-cum, Stone rode, and abused her pussy. It ached and it stung with each painful hit, the lips burned from the dry friction... she prayed for his hot release...

But just before he was about to cum in her deliciously tight, warm pussy, Stone stopped his unrelenting hammering, and simply laid on top of her, with her legs still pinned down to her chest. Ash laid beneath him, breathing hard and trying to catch her breath, sweat ran off her body, like someone had drop a pitcher of water on her. She opened her eyes and looked at hin, and her new look was not one of defiance, or anger or hate, but a plea for mercy. Though Stone was on the edge of a beautiful orgasm, and though his hard cock demanded a wet release, he didn’t want to cum in her yet, he wanted to relish the feel of her young pussy. It was warm and soft inside her, her cunt wrapped snugly around his cock, it throbbed with pleasure at her tightness. Each time it throbbed, Ash winced as small stabs of pain shot through her love canal. Stone began to slowly pull out, and as his cock fell from her red aching cunt lips, a wave of relief washed over her, she laid absolutely still, with her head turned away from his.
She was not going to fight.. She was not going to "stare him down", she was not going to do anything, that would antagonize him... make him angry, and punish her again. She laid there quietly, in total submission, breathing heavily, sweating profusely and sobbing softly. She always had a secret fantasy of being assaulted, but now that it was happening, all she could feel was painful fear and stark terror... and pain.

But Stone was not done...

He got up off of her, and her aching numb legs flopped down, and hung in defeat. He grabbed the chair, pulled it up to the table and sat down, his cock sat straight up, still hard and waiting for it's master to give it, it's pent up release. He sat facing between her legs, as he watched the steam drifted off her body, he ran his hands slowly up and down her thighs, and caressed between them. As he opened her legs further apart, she complied and kept her head turned in shame. At the same time, her heart beat like a trip hammer, afraid of what he would do next. He stared between her legs at her hairy snatch. He could feel the heat of it's abuse against his face, It was still partially opened from his "savage and barbaric" treatment, and it had an angry sore pink hue to it... her labia looked swollen and raw. He softly touched the tender aching lips, and she cringed and hissed in howling pain.

"Shhhh little one" he softly said, she moaned from beneath her gag, the painful words "nooeww.. morwe...peeessse" and she sobbed louder. "No more please? Oh but there must be more.. Much more.. but first.." He put his face between her legs, and kissed her inner thigh, the aroma of her over-worked pussy, was like a strong pungent aphrodisiac to him, the smell of her young youthful pussy, excited him, he smiled to himself and licked his bottom broad lip, he opened his mouth and wrapped it softly over her abused hole. At first, she recoiled and cried out from the painful touch, her pussy hurt so bad, it had been stretched and hammered, she laid there in submission with her legs curled up and felt him very softly suck on her cunt, his cool mouth sooth the burning sensation, her pussy felt, he coated it, with his cool spit and her body relaxed just a bit. His tongue softly licked her pussy's surface, and he very gently began to suck it's lips.

He brought his tongue up to her clit, and slowly caressed it, until he felt it start to respond to his treatment. He covered her clit in his mouth, and began to lightly suck it and play over it with his tongue. He drank in the salty- flavor of her body, her youthful aroma, and her soft skin intoxicated him, little did Ash know, Stone secretly adored her, he loved her since he first spied her wanton personality on her Yahoo profile... she would be his forever. He lapped her clit with long... easy... strokes, he stuck his tongue out as far as it would go, until the tip of his tongue, flicked against, her pussy’s tender opening, and very slowly... almost lovingly (she thought) his tongue travel back up sides of her clit, as he hummed his deep voice over it. Her hips pulled back, as the tongue and the sound vibrations sent shivers through her clit. "Oh s-shit" gasped Ashley.

With the tip of his tongue, he repeatedly wrote his first name on top of her clit over and over, this soft, wet-oral handling made an unconscious "UUUMMMmmmm" escape from Ash’s lips... she squeezed her eyes closed, and blocked it from herself, but by the time Stone started doing his last name with his tongue, her eyes popped opened in surprise, as a new electric fire needled through her cunt. Not one of pain or irritation.. But an erotic pleasure washed warmly over her mound, then she unconsciously shivered. Stone might have been a part-time, no good, raping son of a bitch but Ash now realized why some of the women teachers, always smiled at him as he walked the hallways, or always brought him a home made lunch or some special little gift! His oral technique was experienced and precise, she realized he had spent time, learning the "right way" to give a woman head.

Where most men, went down and ate fast, or ate wrong, Stone took his time, he put a work into what he was doing, each movement of his tongue was a sexual art form. She could tell that he enjoyed giving a woman's body pleasure, almost as much as enjoyed raping them. he had a wicked tongue and he knew how to use it.

This was the final sickness behind his attacks, not only did he want to break a woman with his savage rape, but he also wanted to punish her. Punish her by making her do the one most humiliating thing she could do while being attacked... Have an orgasm. This act would make a woman feel like she "wanted it" or that she secretly "enjoyed" her attack, she would feel dirtier by the memory of her "ugly orgasmic release" some women would hate themselves, others would never forget it, and still other women would have a new "life style"... the fetish of "forced sex". They would hunt it... be drawn back to it... masturbate over and over they would repeat it in their minds, they would never understand it... and this is the "gift" he gave them, one that would always be their secret shame.

His tongue was a slow, tender loving master... it freely gave of itself... And also it enraptured the body. Dear Ash had been brutally raped by this man and she hated him, but dear Ash was also a "closet slut". Despite her disgusting revile of this black pig, the "freak" in her heart, was loving every bit of his very artful, very "sensual" tongue.

Her breath was coming harder now, she pulled her hips back... she didn’t want to enjoy it... she tried to fight it... but after all, this was her "secret" fantasy, to be subdued and made to submit to a dark skinned attacker, and then be ravaged by his dark carnal desires. She began to sweat again, then she began to have a hard time catching her breath...

When Stone began to loudly... totally, slurp on the head of her young woman-hood, the feeling and the sound made her relax the muscles in her legs, and lay them down on the table, as subtle as she could, she held them apart, and she allowed him to now stimulate her worn out hole. He tasted her wetness, and in response, slowly put two fingers in her still tender opening, she hissed at the soft probing but instead of recoiling again, she pushed against them and they slid easily into her wet orifice. The lips on her cunt were now full and red, as excited blood, gorged inside sensitive veins, and like a dew-soaked flower, they wetly opened up and ready themselves to receive their gift. Stone felt the subtle movement of her hips, as they moved with his mouth, he had done this enough times in the past, where he could tell when a woman’s body had reached it’s "time", sometimes it was a tiny shudder, the minor change in her body temperature, the subtle change in her breathing or the way she left her legs gapped open, as he worked on her clit, or even how her hips very lightly move forward, to give him better access... He could tell, even when the woman was doing everything she could, now to show.

He pulled his tongue from between her legs, and a strand of her fluid stuck to it’s tip. He ran his mouth up and over her hairy mound, allowing his tongue and his lips to play in her soft pubic hair, before moving north, kissing and sucking along the way. By the time he got to her navel, the freak in her laid in silent anticipation for whatever he would do next. He ran his tongue, and full lips over her stomach, kissing and slurping her body, the traveling oral sensation made her skin prickle, she instinctively pulled in her stomach, and bite her lip to quiet her moans and keep from smiling at this "pig's" tickling mouth... He traveled across her stomach and wrapped his lips around the small of her waist, he sucked in, hard and lightly bit her smooth flesh, holding this pressure point, sent electricity through her lower torso, and a numbing tickling sensation took over, she clenched her teeth under her gag, trying with all her might to suppress her moan. She wanted to scream out... yell... laugh... and cry. It was almost more than she could bear. As Stone massaged on her erogenous pressure point, Ashley viciously shook her head, more out of pleasure, then of protest..

"Pleeesseee....uummmmm...noooowwwmmmwwooorree... OOooOoohhh.. SSStoooppp.. UuummmmooOoOhhh" With clenched eyes, she began to unconsciously moan, sweat rolled off of her like running water, the sensation was too extreme... she wanted him to stop... she pulled against her restraints in futility, she tried to bring her leg up, to block off the extreme thrill, Stone held it in place with one of his large hands... She squealed under the tape, her entire side where Stone was sucking, went numb, as a million little needles of pleasure ran up her side, through her stomach, and down to her crouch. It climbed over her thigh, and her leg began to quiver as the nerves respond to his touch. Her breathing came harder... her movements jerky... he left her waist and her body sighed it’s relief... he worked up to her breast sucking them full, Ash was in heaven...

THIS is the rape her mind fantasized about... The larger, older black man... Her being restrained, held or tied down... Her being forced to accept what she really wanted anyway, a release of wild abandonment to her own dark lust. The black figure only symbolized her dark carnal desires, her mind race through these thoughts, as she felt the pressure of Stone’s hard cock press against the soft lips of her pussy... and then push in. This time the hardness didn’t hurt, this time her wet snatch opened up and accepted the tool of her rapist, she felt the long hard pressure began to fill her love canal and her groans got louder... The cock was big, it was hard, it was dark and long, with her eyes still closed, she imagined the black cock sliding between her white wet cunt lips.. Slowly traveling even deeper into her... coated with her juices and opening it's tightness up... She imagined it’s slow in and out motion.. She imagined it's shooting release...

Halfway into her, she explode into a gut wrenching orgasm...

Her hips raised, and her legs widened, she wanted to wrapped her hands around Stone's tight ass, dig her nails in his dark flesh and pull him into her as she came. She pulled against her leather restraints until the muscles in her arms bulged out, and left dark marks on her pale skin, under her gag, she cried out her sweet release, she exploded even as she felt Stone hit bottom and begin to ride her wet hole. She floated in her ecstasy, as her cum coated Stone's cock, as she felt the rhythm of his in and out motions, her orgasm was so good, so exciting.. So extreme, that as she came down from her orgasmic high, her clit became ultra sensitive to touch. She gritted her teeth once more, as Stone continued his fuck. He grabbed her hair, and with every thrust, grunted his own pleasure in her ear. Ash began to grunt back, as her sensitive wet cunt accepted this new abuse.

He sucked her neck licked her skin, ran his tongue in her ear, over her face, her throat, he sucked at her youthful pale complexion, as if she was the first woman he had ever tasted, he wanted to enjoy her whole, never had she had a male be so totally consumed by her body, he sucked her sweaty salty tities, and soon his speed picked up. He stabbed harder in her cunt, his grunts more forced, he came back up to her ear and as his grunts came harder, louder, he brought his arms underneath her body and gripped her shoulders, he was now slamming into her, with all of his might, with his cum drenched cock, wet from Ash's orgasm, it slid deep into her, Ash's hips and legs rocked back and forth as they carried Stone to his orgasm, she knew he would pull out at the point of orgasm, so he wouldn't leave a thick "creamy evidence" inside her.

Little did she realize, that if that was the case, Stone would have raped her wearing a condom. Just as his orgasm built up, and the pressure swelled in his balls, he pulled his arms violently from under her, grabbed up both her legs, forced them back as far as they could go, and as Ash violently shook her head no, and screamed out "DOOONNNNN'TTT..." Stone shot his monstrous load, deep into her unprotected womb, flooding her cervic with his thick cum. Ash almost swooned from the sudden gush of his sticky warm fluid, she laid there as she felt his hard cock repeatedly pump out it's foul package into her warm body. She cried having been forced to accept this new dark deed, then her body orgasmed again... she should have kept her eyes open, not that it would have helped her, but at least she would have saw, that as Professor Stone released his thick sperm into her, his hand was slowly bringing up, a a white rag to her face. As he covered her face with the acrid smelling cloth, Ash shook her head, in an vain attempt to get away. This time she squealed and it was one of sheer panic.

She fought, as she breath in the foul smelling substance, her head grew light, and she tried to shake off the deadening effects but she felt herself slipping... sliding into a black pit and she couldn’t stop herself... the neon bulbs in her kitchen became extremely bright... then suddenly exploded... then they dimmed and went dark....

When she came too, she was no longer in her home. She was in a basement and laying in a big brass, feather soft bed, her aching head was resting on a satiny exquisite pillow case, that covered a soft pillow. Spread over her tired shoulders laid a warm quilted blanket, beneath her supple body laid smooth satin sheets. She would have continued to lay there enjoying the comfort of the grand bed, until two things happened, her mind reminded her of her earlier experience and as she moved her leg, she found it bound to a soft leather restraint and connected to a long gold chain. As she moved her legs, she felt Stone's thick sticky cum still wet in her snatch, and drying on her thighs. She cringed and cried out, from the sharp pain that was in her cunt. She felt as if her pussy had been put through a wringer... literally! She looked out the barred window and realized that it was mid-day! How long had she been out? And why was she still so very wet and sore between her legs? Then it hit her.. "Oh my god.. How many times has he fucked me? She pondered this question still a little dazed from the chloroform, then her eyes grew wider as the second and third question hit her, "How many times has he cummed inside of me(?)...

Why won't he let me go?

Her answer came soon enough. The thick door opened up, Professor Stone step through it carrying a sterling silver dinner tray. He closed the door with his foot, strolled over to her and sat on the soft bed. "Hungry little one?" He politely asked. "No... Please, let me go... I want to go home... why did you do this to me? Why did you bring me here?" She whined, as she looked around the lavishly decorated room. Over in the far corner was a Victorian designed bathroom, not to far from the bed, was a large refrigerator and stylized micro-wave. In front of her was a entertainment center with both DVD player and VCR recorder. A 64 inch color plasma T.V. hung on the wall. She was in a basement room, at Stone's house, but what a basement it was! Good money was spent, to make this room a total comfort to live in.

"Well, if you must know, it could have been anyone. But once I saw your yahoo profile.... your nude body... and saw that force sex was your fantasy, I knew I had to have you. Your soft body called out to me, to ravage it. To take it, and enjoy myself in your sweet youthful innocense... I didn’t want to, but there's a part of me, that wasn't going to be denied. Plus hell, I know you enjoyed some of it, I felt your body when it orgasmed, don't lie. So you see it was your own dark lust, that drew me to you." "Oh please Professor Stone" Ashley snapped back, "Not the ole- it's really your fault bullshit! I half expected something a little more original and frankly more honest from least of all, you." Professor Stone chuckled, this is the part of Ash he liked, "quirky" and with "attitude". "Your right little one, there's more to me then average, that's one of the reasons I've been putting this sound-proof room together."

"Why are you still holding me?... Why won't you let me go? Why am I chained here?" Ashley rapidly questioned her abductor. "Well.." said Stone, "because of what else I read on your profile..." he answered. He grabbed the silver tray lid, brought it up, and produced a hot meal of two succulent Cornish hens, basted in a fine cream sauce, along with parsley potatoes and a salad. "Here little one eat, I know you must be starved..." Stone cooed "Fuck you Professor... I want to go home! Let me go!" Ash spat back, "I can't" answered Stone, "I really would like to... but I can't." Ash looked nervously at her school Professor "Why not?... m-my parents w-will worry?" she said. "No, I'm afraid not, after I took care of Julia , I cleaned up the house. I contacted your parents on their vacation and explained, the school was sending you and a few other students on a last minute assignment to Europe, to be adult chaperoned trade students. Which would be paid for by the school, and counted towards your grade... and of course be deducted from your dad's expensive annual payment of your academia pursuits. He of course ate it up".

"That's just like my cheap ass dad!" Ash thought.

Ash looked at Stone and asked the one question, she was afraid of... "How long?" she asked, Stone looked her in her eyes, and then told her, "Which leads us to your second question... Why I brought you here... and put you in this room. It seems the second part of your fantasy, I read on your Yahoo profile was your love of forced fertilization.." Ash's stomach sank... "So, I told them, that you would be gone for about nine months to a year... that should be long enough for me to impregnate you, and you have my child, dear Ash..."

She took the tray and began to eat. Why? You ask, because despite her situation, Ash knew she had no other choice, she also knew that despite the point, the father was a raping bastard, he would be a good father and an intelligent teacher to their child, she would insure though, he didn't teach her baby any of his "bad habits". Stone's inner demon, would grow old and die with Stone, there would be no "passing to the next generation." She also knew, if she pressed charges, then her child would never get the educational benefits, of a being a teachers dependent, a teacher who worked at a fine and expensive university.

She knew also, her own sexual lust, would keep him more than hooked on her. She was young, limber, nimble, incredibly sexual and couldn't wait to show him, how "she gave a damn good deep throated head. They would do, so many wicked things in this finr bed, then he would beg her to move upstairs... The beast in him, would never tire of the feel of her youthful body, nor her wanton love making, as she would never tire of his aggressive passion.
Mostly Ash went along with her situation because as her Yahoo profile stated... "Ashleyluvblacks."

Ash would be treated as a queen, she would be royally fed and pampered. Whatever she wanted would be hers, she would have whatever whim... but within the confines of her "gilded birdcage". Every night, except during her monthly, Stone would take her, in many different ways, in many different positions, she was right about one thing, she would satisfy the beast that lived within him, and the beast would beg her to move upstairs to the master bedroom where it would satisfy all her secret lusts.

Their child... would be beautiful.

-Sir Stone

But whatever happened to poor Julie Jones?

What happened indeed... That's a story for another day.

Sleep tight kiddies....