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With each
barbarous thrust, her buttocks flattened against the
hardness of his stomach. She moaned in joyful anguish
as he worked through her depths. Whimpering, she twirled
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pic passion. She squealed, "Oh, GOD! I'm COMING! DO
it, Roger! FUCK it, Roger! SHOVE it IN me, Roger!
Oh, ROGER-R-R-R-R! FUCK ME-E-E-E-E!" Ellen's back
arched expectantly, then she tremored, her hands reaching
behind her to grasp his hips as the orgasm throbbed
through her. She sobbed, biting her lower lip, as
tears rolled down her cheeks. She grasped the bulging
base of his cock as it skewered through her creaming
tunnel. Roger's jaw slackened. He increased his tempo,
ramming his tool home with a vengeance. His body jerked
as he muttered, "I'm coming, Ellen!" Ellen cried,
"Oh YES!" as she pressed the nakedness of her quaking
back against her brother's shuddering chest and stomach.
She fucked her hips back and forth ecstatically and
murmured, "I can FEEL it about statutory
rape law to EXPLODE! OHHH YES-S-S-S!" He shuddered
and groaned, lost in a tornado of passion. Ellen's
body spasmed as she leaned forward, bracing her body
as her fingernails clawed at the walls. And then it
happened! He exploded. She screamed at the sensation
of his heated sperm, spurting like a mad volcano through
her vaginal walls. She was crying, biting her shoulder
in ecstasy. Wiping her tears away, She mewed, "I loved
it! I LOVED it!"
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She had
always liked the thought of being helpless. Overpowered
by her lover/partner, with her sexual desires building
up, but unable to satisfy herself. It was when she
was small, and playing with some boys in dominant
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the stimulation from being held captive. Once, while
playing "Cops and Robbers", she had been tied to a
chair. The excitement and rush she felt from trying
to get free, caused her to have her first orgasm.
Since then, she had always liked the concept of bondage
as a sexual stimulus, as a way of being aroused. She
had always liked the benevolent, romantic type of
bondage. No pain was ever involved or even thought.
Her bondage was a for the sake of sexual teasing or
foreplay, or acting out a rescue fantasy with juvenile
overtones, or just the sweet and secret simple sharing
of a personal fantasy between caring persons. When
she is wrapped up tightly, there is rape
top a feeling of being protected, and the bonds
become the interracial rape surrogate for a protective
lover's arms. The bondage she thought of was an the
rape of nanjing essentially gentle act used by lovers
to intensify their physical and sexual closeness.
This was the way she felt. But there was no one to
share her fantasy with. She had been alone for some
time, and when you rape forced sex are alone, your
fantasies become even more important. But she had
developed something to satisfy her desire, where there
was a will, there was a way. It was something she
had developed over time by herself. She would tie
herslf and then struggle to get free. The resulting
climax was even better than she had achieved with
her former lovers, without the problems of satisfying
their sexual hang-ups.
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