Cheerleaders’ Rape and Torture – Chp33 by Semiater
Discover the harrowing tale of cheerleaders who fall victim to a brutal rape and torture in this gripping adult sex story. Prepare to be captivated by the disturbing events that unfold in this intense read.<br/>
It’s been a while since I’ve updated, but I’m trying to get more out again now. This is an ongoing story, the first 32 chapters appear on bdsmlibrary; sadly the site doesn’t seem to be updating anymore, but the previous chapters are still accessible there.
Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy the chapter, and if all goes well there will be more soon.
Thanks again…Semiater
Cheerleaders’ Rape and Torture
by
Semiater
Chapter Thirty-Three
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This is a Non-Consensual, rough story, and if that’s not what you’re interested in, don’t bother reading. This is a fictional work, it’s a creative enterprise, so don’t bother to read if you’re not looking for NC writing.
I do enjoy getting comments from people, who like my stories, especially women, it’s always very encouraging. My contact info is up with the previous chapters on bdsmlibrary.
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“So Mack know we’re coming?” Jim took a swig of his beer as girls danced on the stage up behind the bar; the teeny, tiny bikinis the girls wore barely covered their gyrating nubile bodies as their reflections swayed in the full length mirrors behind them, reflecting everything, in lurid obscene detail.
“Yeah, I gave him a call, said I needed to talk with him about Lisa.” I swirled the glass in my hand till the ice cubes clanged, chilling the tequila a bit before I took a sip.
“What’d he say?” Jim chimed in, not taking his eyes off the dancing girls.
“Nothing much, just said to drop by and we’d talk.” I felt the tap on my shoulder, turning I saw a girl there behind me, her ample breasts swayed as she stood there obediently. Her nipples were rock hard and her large areolas were barely hidden by the floss like top stretched over her massive tits.
“Mack is ready for you.” She was petite, but with the high heels she teetered on, she came to a respectable height. Her hair was long and fluttered softly as people brushed past her in the aisle way. She barely reacted as guys grabbed her ass and squeezed her tits.
A shudder went through the girl as some guy reached around and grazed her clit. Her eyes shut for an instant and she moaned quietly, waiting patiently for me and Jim to finish up at the bar.
“Follow me Sirs.” She was barely audible over the din of the bar and the pulsing, throbbing music that filled the bar.
“Nice ass!”
“Yeah, bet she gets some work here.” Jim chuckled as we traversed our way through the throngs of people, till we got out of the main body of the bar and into the back passages, where the crowds finally thinned out.
“Check that out!” I pointed to the girl exiting one of the myriad of rooms that lined the hallway. The girl, she was in heels and sheer black stockings, thick leather cuffs were locked around her wrists and ankles, heavy clover clamps connected by a chain together swung from her nipples as she followed the customer passively. She was on a leash, it was locked to the collar around her neck and there was a ball-gag wedged between her teeth with drool dribbling down her chin. The flesh of her breasts, her ass, they glowed red and were crisscrossed with vicious stripes.
“Guess he got his money’s worth.” Jim smirked.
We passed door after door, it was obvious what was going on inside, the slap of flesh on flesh rang out from every room. As we neared the end of the hall a trucker in overalls and Caterpillar hat walked out of the last room, a huge titted redhead followed behind dutifully.
“This way Sirs.” The girl leading us scanned a pass key and the door to Mack’s offices opened.
“Hey boys! Mack greeted us as we entered his domain, he was seated magisterially in his chair, the bank of video monitors covered the wall in front of him and the wild scenes of the bar played out in vivid high definition detail in real time for his pleasure.
“What’s happening? Take a seat.” Mack pointed to the two large recliners adjacent to his, they weren’t quite so big, but comfortable looking nonetheless.
“Can I get ya’ll something to drink, food, a little cunt to shine your knob?” My dick got hard just being back in the bowels of this place, the control room of Mac’s lovely, deviant, demented empire.
“Na, I’m good.” The screens danced in front of me, the bar was crowded, but most of the cameras were fixed on the working girls throughout the place.
“How’s business been?” My eyes locked on one screen in particular, it was one of the dungeon rooms, perhaps the one I’d seen the girl in the hall come from. The girl in there now was different, she was tied to an x-frame getting flogged. The volume was off, but I could only imagine the howls she made as the leather tails smacked hard against her pussy as the man brought the whip up between her spread thighs over and over again.
“Been a bit slow, price of oil is down, not as much money for the boys to spend on pussy, but most, they’re a long way from home and don’t have a lot of other places to drop their cash, so, of course I provide an important, vital, service to the community.” Mack chuckled.
“Doin alright though, can’t complain.” I heard the clap of heels before I saw the girl. Her ass was bright red and you couldn’t even see the thread like thong it was buried so deeply in the crack. She didn’t have on a top, her nipples were rock hard, her breasts looked puffy and raw. Her hair was matted, streaked with obvious patches of cum dried in it.
The girl handed Mack a beer.
“Ya sure I cain’t get ya’ll something?”
“I’m good.” I chimed in and Jim nodded in agreement.
“Ya see her nips? Gorgeous, ain’t they? God I love sucking on those things, after I whip them a bit.” Mack winked at me, then smiled and nodded at the girl, I could see the consternation and fear in her eyes, she paused for an instant, then quickly made her exit, leaving us alone with Mack.
“So, I hear you’ve got a proposal for me? You wanna take Lisa off my hands?” Mack flipped one of the small screen images to the large main one, I could see Lisa on her knees in a small room, three cocks jutted through the walls and she was busy moving from one to the other, sucking on one while using her hands to get the other two cocks hard and ready to blow. The image was in color, in lucid, lurid detail, it filled a huge section of the wall.
“Don’t know boys, she’s pretty popular, spending lots of times in the pit sucking cock after cock, and the guys, they love handling them some tit when she’s got her lips wrapped around their shafts.” I could see the cum spurt from one of the cocks she was working in her hand, it spewed and splattered over her arm and shoulder.
“We’ve got these bikers we know that want a girl, we got the Asian slut, thought you might use some color around this place. The bikers, they don’t really want her, not for what they have in mind, bride-bitch for one of the guys. You know, the chink girl, good for fucking, but they want a little more.”
Mack started stroking his cock. His eyes were fixed on Lisa working hard to make the guy in her mouth cum. Another prick was already through the empty hole and she had her fingers wrapped around it as she tried to make the one shoot in her mouth.