1. Mandy and Danny


    Date: 8/11/2022, Categories: Fiction / Fantasy Authoritarian, BDSM Oral Sex / Blowjob Non-consensual Sex Rape / Violence / Cruelty Discipline, Extreme, First Time Group Sex Hardcore, Humiliation Incest / Taboo Mature / Older Scatology, Teen Slavery, Spanking Stockholm Syndrome, Torture, Water Sports / Pissing, Author: ThankHeaven, Source: sexstories.com

    BIG FUCKING DISCLAIMER: First, obviously, READ THE TAGS! If anything in those tags might offend you, don't fucking read this. Seriously. You WILL get all butthurt and want to bitch about how disgusting this story is. If you DON'T LIKE even ONE OF THE TAGS, DON'T FUCKING READ THIS. Second, EVEN MORE obviously, this is a work of FICTION, and I in no way condone ACTUALLY DOING any of these things! The people who made
    
    Die Hard
    
    aren't bank robbers in real life, it's JUST A STORY.
    
    NOTE: The tags cannot convey emphasis, so let me highlight the themes of
    
    extreme, violent rape and humiliation
    
    . While the other tags are accurate, this is primarily a story about
    
    brutal, remorseless, unrelenting rape and abuse
    
    .
    
    New readers are directed to "Mandy and Daddy" for some insight into Mandy's typical home life.
    
    Mandy and Danny
    
    It was Wednesday, and on Wednesdays Mandy's daddy worked late. She said goodbye to her best friend, Jenna, and began walking home, thinking about what she would cook for daddy. It was October, and the sun was low in the sky, casting long shadows and yellowing light.
    
    Mandy never saw them coming. One boy grabbed her by the hair with one hand and slapped his hand over her mouth while another pulled up on her ankles. She tried to struggle, but the hand was wrapped in a sweaty t-shirt, muffling her screams and thwarting her bites.
    
    The sides of the main road were heavily wooded, with no trails and thick undergrowth. No-one walked any dogs or went for a run back in this highway forest, and the two boys, Danny and Trey, had found a clearing when they were only nine, a secluded patch of grassy mud hidden among the trees, where no-one would bother them.
    
    When they arrived the boys dropped her legs. She began to kick, but the first one put her in a headlock and forced her into a sitting position. The one in front of her pulled out his pocketknife and held it to her cheek, the metal cold and sharp and terrifying. "Now," the other whispered, his breath hot, his tongue caressing her ear as he spoke, "Nobody on the highway can hear you, so you're just going to annoy us if you keep screaming. How about you be quiet and do what we say, and we'll leave both your ears attached to your head, eh?" He kissed her neck passionately, sucking and biting, like her daddy sometimes did, and she started to cry.
    
    Danny could feel her trembling in his arms, and he could feel his erection growing harder and harder. He was three years older than Mandy but since the first time he saw her, he had found her gorgeous in a shy, antisocial sort of way. Her eyeliner was heavier and darker than what was in fashion, her skin was purposely pale, and her clothes tended to be loose-fitting. She made an excellent contrast to the last girl they had taken to this secluded spot in the woods: Tara, the head cheerleader from Danny's own eighth-grade class; a tan, blonde, athletic girl. All the boys wanted her; only Danny and his best friend Trey had had ...
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