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Gillians hands were shaking as she held the pregnancy stick out in front of her, two bright blue lines. That son of a bitch.
He had always joked about getting her pregnant, about filling her with his seed and forcing her to have his black bastard babies. Now she was. He had witheld her contraceptives lately during her daily rapes, the last three months he had made sure he buried his 11 inch black dick deeply inside her before he came and lay on top of her petite pale body for several minutes girating his hips and joking how his cock was acting like a cork.
She began to shake. She was carrying his child.
He had left the pregnancy tests in her cell to torment her. He was usually more interested in making her suck his dick when he came by to visit her than making her use them but she had nowhere to hide the evidence. Less than a year ago she had been in Virginia with her family, dreaming about her great adventures travelling by herself. Dreaming of holiday romances. She had flown from New York to Paris, spent several days in Ireland before venturing to Scotland. Then she had went into a bar, fell in with a small group of locals. A very pretty girl called Miss, two average looking guys, called Jacob and Edward. A few hours later, she had awoken from a drugged stupor and Jacob was stealing her virginity. Raping her.
That woman was later just referred to as Mistress. The place she had been taken was remote, a farm in the middle of a wooded highland. Called the Dolls House it was Miles from anywhere. But frequented by many men. She had organised Gillians rape by hundreds of strangers for months until Marcus, her Master, the father of the thing growing inside her, paid for permanent possession.
Six months she had been at the mercy of his every whim. Every desire. He fucked her until she couldnt stand, until she lost consciousness, learned how to play with her body until she came, sobbing with her eyes clenched tightly as she cried in shame. Had ravaged her so often that her body now felt an alien emptiness when he wasnt buried deep inside her. A few months ago, she had attempted to escape, he had fucked her for two days straight and beaten her as punishment. Then he had taken her back to the Dolls House and had her gang-raped by easily a hundred men. The ordeal had lasted several weeks, continuous fucking until she was a broken shell, little more than a lifeless doll. When her spirits had been completely destroyed, she was then sent back to him. Then he came up with his latest torment. Keeping her contraceptives from her, giving her fertility hormone injections daily. He would impregnate her. She begged him every time he thrust himself inside her not to come inside her, to use her mouth instead, to give her the contraceptive pills. He just laughed in her face and pummelled her unwilling body, filling her with his seed.
Tears began to sting her eyes. She looked around at her small cell, it was only big enough to accomodate a small queen sized bed, a small ensuite bathroom and tiny mini fridge.
Her vision blurred.
Please God no.... she prayed in despair. What was going to happen now?
She clutched her stomach.
Marcus was huge, he was six foot 5 inches tall. The child would probably be huge too.
Part of her wanted to claw through her skin and rip it out of her, another part wanted to run away and hide the poor child from the monster that had created it. She must be 8 weeks by now. As the hours passed she fought several warring emotions. She felt sick at the thought of any part of him growing inside her, it was surely a demon, considering where it came from?
If he raped her again, surely she would miscarry?
She would be spared. Then she felt disgusted with herself, regardless of how this child came to be, it was an innocent in all this. As much a victim as she was.
She paced up and down her small cell for what felt like hours. She would have to fight him off this time. She couldnt let him hurt her baby.
"I'll fill you with my babies, over and over" he had laughed at her the night before. She shuddered at the memory of the feel of his hot semen filling her as his cock softened and he lay on top of her, lazily circling his hips. Even semi erect his large thick girth still slammed into her cervix.
"Slut, I am going to impale you on my cock until you come and beg for my seed in your belly" he had promised her. By the time he had finished paying with her clit with several toys, and tormented her with his dick, spearing her in several positions just to hurt her, she had begged him to fuck her and empty his seed deep inside her just to make it stop. Then he had made her suck him hard all over again and forced her to ride him for several hours until she collapsed in exhaustion. How could he last that long??
Her body almost braced itself for impact as she remembered how he had pounded into her with every single syllable. "Beg me bitch, tell me how much you want my dick in your tight pussy" he had taunted as he had fucked her ass, a gag ball tied in her mouth so she couldnt answer him. "Tell me Whore, or I'll fuck you like this until you do" he had teased knowing there had been no way she could respond other than to scream out in pain as he raped her relentlessly.
"I cant hear you" he had sneered as he groped her soft 34C breasts and violated her petite body as she bounced limply on his hips crying in painful pleasure as he played with her clit at the same time. "I'm getting tired of doing all the work Whore, I think a few hours in the Belt would make you a little more agreeable" he taunted. It was his favourite piece of restraints, a piece of custom head gear which included a ring gag and once worn could be attached to a belt which could be strapped to a mans waist and upper thighs and secured the persons head to the groin area. He made her wear it for hours and forced her to suck his dick. She hated it. She shook her head in pleading. "You rather ride my cock?" he asked as he pulled her hair and dragged her head back to look into her eyes, she nodded pleadingly. At least then she could set her own pace, and she didnt struggle for every breath. "Yea?" he asked again. She nodded eagerly. Tears streaming down her face. "I prefer you where you are" he said as he plunged his fingers deep inside her pussy and played with her clit at the same time. "I'm going to make you come, then I'm going to make you suck my dick" he declared.
She felt hot tears streaming down her face.
How could she possibly have a child to that monster?
6 comments

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2014-07-19 03:02:20
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anonymous readerReport

2013-06-30 20:35:06
Oh my gosh, I've been on this site for almost 2 years now and hardly anything gets me off anymore, I had never stumbled across your stories before and DAMN! Are they good, just the right tags, written perfectly. Amazing what am honor to read them. Sorry for the bastards that frequent this website and give such comments, it's amazing please continue the series if it'll be as good as previous stories. >> impressed & appreciative <<

anonymous readerReport

2013-06-06 07:57:29
is this a story pure shit this tube should not encourage such filth and grabage

anonymous readerReport

2013-04-23 17:50:47
Niggers dont need to die, they just need to stay away from whites. Subtract the blacks from the us prison population and do you have over crowding? No. Do you have ghettos like harlem or detroit? No.

anonymous readerReport

2013-04-22 22:20:49
A bit more description of the characters would make the story a lot better but it is a good start please continue.

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