Captured Fantasy

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The following is a written version of a fantasy I’ve had.  While sitting with my lover, we sometimes come up with ideas for role-play scenes we’d like to enact.  

Since we are both consenting adults with lots of pre-arranged understanding, role-play is lots of fun. We do not, however, condone rape in any form, and we do not condone non-consensual sex in any way.

The characters in this story are strictly consenting adults who pre-arrange to take on the roles as written.

If you can’t differentiate between consensual adult sex games and rape, please see our Main Page and Information Section before reading any further.


 Captured Fantasy

I've been tied spread-eagle to a bed by my captor. I'm completely at his mercy - naked, spread for him, open to him. My heart pounds and my breathing is jagged from his fondling, although I'm desperately trying to pretend he's not getting to me. Not that he's paying attention to me, he's been doing what he pleases and groping where he pleases with no regard for me. I gave up pleading with him a long time ago when he grabbed my throat to shut me up. I was terrified he'd really hurt me.

I feel the weight of his body on the bed as he straddles over top of me. I glare at him, pressing my lips together into a tight line. He smiles, taunting me, and I see him sit back on his knees with his cock in hand as he aims himself to enter me. He looks me in the eyes, pausing. I clench my eyes together, and turn my head away, trying to shut out the impending doom. He chuckles, "Yeah. You KNOW who owns you, don't you?"

In one sudden lunge he sinks deeply inside me...the wetness of my arousal helping him to invade me, my body betraying me. Then he lays still, his cock throbbing from this one simple penetration. He shifts his weight to one side, and presses his hips slightly more deeply inside me.

Then he begins lightly caressing me and touching me with his free hand, telling me he will make me want it, make me beg to be taken and to be used for his pleasure. Little by little he increases my excitement, touching, fondling my breasts, finally licking them, his cock raging hard inside me. He whispers how good I feel wrapped around him. "Soooo hot, soooo wet...mmmmm yeah you feel good....." Occasionally he presses his pelvis into me again more deeply, but he maintains his penetration - not freeing me even for one second.

His touches excite me against my will; I can't help myself and my body begins responding more strongly. My eyes, squinted tightly before now relax in closed ecstacy, and my breathing quickens. Against the will of my mind, my body relaxes under him, giving in to him. He continues caressing me, touching me, kissing my chest and my neck, not freeing his cock from inside me. I feel my muscles contract around him, and I want to gasp for air. My head tips backward into the mattress, and my lips part in an onrush of pleasure, my eyes tightly closed....

Suddenly, another penis is shoved into my open mouth, taking advantage of my reverie. In shock my eyes fly open and my outcry is muffled under the solid flesh between my lips. I'm shocked, but my body feels a rush of excitement. My hands flail hopelessly in my bonds. Suddenly the man between my legs begins pounding in and out of me fast and hard, apparently enjoying the view, "Oh yeah, oh yeah..." I'm pinned between two lurching cocks, their rhythms uncoordinated and erratic. My body gyrates under them; now I've become a tool of pleasure for two cocks that know only how good warm, wet, and tight feels. This excites me even more, and my mind reels, fighting the feeling.

The two men ravish my body, taking advantage of me. The pace they use is obviously for their own pleasure, not for mine. Knowing this makes my body respond again - I feel myself getting even wetter. Confused, I think, "how could I get excited by this?" I want to escape, I want everything to stop, I want to go back to yesterday, before these men arrived...but my body responds contrary to my will.

I open my eyes, frantic, the panic making the excitement more intense, and I start to writhe beneath my two captors, struggling to free myself. This results in nothing but encouragement to the men, who enjoy my wriggling around their cocks.

Out of the corner of my eye I see another man appear: strong, hairy legs near my face. He's naked, stroking himself vulgarly inches from my face, then he grabs my arm by the wrist, untying it, and roughly wraps my hand around his penis, demanding me to jerk him off. I hesitate. "Not gonna cooperate, huh?"

Suddenly, silence. No one moves. I'm wondering what will happen, then I feel the CRACK of a hard slap on my thigh. Shocked, I scream around the cock in my mouth, then realizing my predicament, grip the man tightly and start stroking him. "Oh yeah," he drawls...and suddenly I find myself being fucked by three penises.

My arm starts to tire and I pause, and when the unhappy man says, "HEY BITCH!!!" the cock in my mouth is removed and I'm slapped in the face - pain hard enough to keep me in line, but not hard enough to bruise. Again the man forces his cock down my throat, then says, "You WILL do what we want or you WILL regret it!" I close my eyes, whimpering in fear and excitement, but I'm still frozen.

Suddenly someone grabs my throat hard, pressing me tighter against the bed, and I can feel the blood flow restricted in my jugular. I gasp to breathe.

"Hey asshole, she's no good to us if she's dead. Cool it!"

The pressure on my airpipe releases, but his fingers dig deeply into the sides of my neck. My heart pounds in my chest, fear flooding my veins. He doesn't remove his hand, which still presses lightly on the front of my throat, and I breathe desperately, hoping he doesn't break my windpipe. It threatens me (which strangely excites me all the more) and I eagerly do as I'm told.

I slide my hand up and down the man's shaft, and glance out of the corner of my eye to see him grab my own hand in his two hands, stroking himself. "Oh yeah, that's niiiiiicce....oh yeah..." His actions are vulgar, yet it turns me on.

The cock in my mouth shoves insistently and I lick around it. My head is still, but the motion of my body slides my lips back and forth around him, I'm jarred by the man fucking me - he's obviously really enjoying it now, fucking me more aggressively than before.

After a long while the men change places. It's clear to me that they have come here purely to use my body for their pleasure. One man fucks me, one heaves his cock in and out of my mouth, one makes me stroke him. Sometimes he stands back and makes me watch as he strokes himself, getting off on seeing me fucked at both ends.

They deliberately take their pleasure, but I hear them saying, "Don't make her cum....get her hot but don't let her cum..." They deliberately keep me always on edge and hungry so that I will serve them eagerly. But they don't let me explode or have release. My moans increase, my body writhes in desperate hunger, I lose my control to the invasion of three cocks...

"You'll do anything we want now, won't you my sweet?" They can see I can barely control myself. My eyes are closed and my breathing and moans betray me.

"Beg for it," someone demands. Someone is fucking me hard, almost hurting me, forcing me to beg. I cannot help but comply, and pleas for orgasm escape me. This excites the men more. They are conquering my body and my mind, and they get a kick out of taking me.

Somewhere in a far away land I hear, "Turn her over." They change my binds, turning me onto my stomach, laying me sideways across the bed. My chin rests on the edge, and again a penis is shoved into my mouth. He fucks my mouth brutally as the men restrain my wrists behind me, then also bind my arms at the elbow.

Then I feel someone tugging at my hipbones. Lifting me, I'm hoisted onto my knees, my ass in the air and my shoulders pinned down by the cock in my mouth. My ankles are forced apart, my knees tied wide open attached to the cornerposts, and I'm fucked again, crying in sexual agony, frustration, and the excitement at being used at both ends.

When I'm practically screaming, just about to explode, someone slides fingers into my ass. I cry out, the screams muffled by the cock down my throat. Someone drawls, "oh yeah, fuck her good, fuck her fuck her" and the fingers start plunging faster and faster in and out of me - it's obvious this turns him on. Waves roll over my body as the invasion continues, three piercing animals filling me completely, opening me everywhere, driving faster and faster....

My body feels completely taken, the men possess me fully. My mind spins with resistance and pleasure. One of them instructs the others to use me - do anything they want to me, tells them I'm totally helpless to their every whim. Their increased activity attests to their excitement at knowing my vulnerability.

The man fucking me finally loses it, and he cums on my back, but even as he orgasms I'm given no relief. The men continue to attack my body and take pleasure from me.

I'm untied and lifted on top of a man laying flat on the bed, and he shoves his dick inside me. Another man kneels between his legs behind me, and I know I'm in for it. He slowly slides into my ass, and I grunt and scream at the double penetration.

"Hey man, let's see how fast we can make her beg!" They deliberately fuck me to make my pleasure increase, bring me to the brink, and when I'm screaming and begging they pause, allowing me only insane hunger but no release.

The man under me begins fondling my breasts, fingering my nipples (someone told him this turns me on) and I can hardly stand it anymore. Finally, one of them says that they are going to fuck me like I've never been fucked before, give me what I really need.

The two men lunge fast and hard into me and I feel my body will explode from the piercing. Suddenly someone stands on the bed, and a cock is shoved between my lips again. I start to orgasm. Completely out of control, I'm fucked in all three holes, the pumping bringing me to orgasm over and over.

The orgasms are so extreme, and getting fucked so hard makes the explosions last so long, that I think I'll surely die. I'm exhausted, yet relentlessly they force me to orgasm again and again. "We're not gonna stop," someone taunts me.

The man under me says, "I'm gonna make you come till you die, or till I've had my fill." Again my body spasms, I cannot stop myself. I lose track of time - how long did they take what they wanted from me before the man under me finally came inside me, the final conquest.

Rolling me back onto the bed, they left me there, open and vulnerable, completely exhausted, and they laughed as they scurried out.