Sara's Sexual Conditioning Pt. 07

The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is the part seven finale of a story that deals with several concepts that some people may find uncomfortable such as: forced pleasure, control over another person, sexual power play, and non-consent. There is no physical abuse, unwanted pain, or violence involved but if you are uncomfortable with the premise of non-consent in a fantasy then please consider reading another story instead of this one. Also remember that in real life, rape and non-consensual sex are wrong. This story is FICTION and does not condone the actions of the characters in real life situations. Again, this is a FANTASY so just have fun reading. -- xoxo Daphne

A week at the beach was exactly what Sara needed. Her supervisor, Angie, owned a beach house that she liked to use for a getaway from time to time. Now that Sara and Angie were engaged, the two thought it would be wonderful to go there together for a holiday.

Sara and Angie had known each other since college, but they had only gotten together a few months ago. In fact, Sara never realized she was sexually attracted to women as well as men, that is until Angie raped her...twice.

Sara knew it was an unusual way to begin a relationship, but in her world, it made sense.

Sara had been raped back in college by two guys at a fraternity party, and for years she had carried the guilt of not only being violated, but she felt ashamed that she had experienced pleasure during the forced fucking. Now in her mid-20s, Sara discovered that she was really turned on by the idea of being taken against her will. Through her therapist, Doctor Boone, Sara had been conditioned to actually experience her rape fantasies in real life without having the feelings of shame or guilt that usually came with any non-consensual experience. As long as Sara found her rapist sexually attractive, her body had been conditioned to become extremely horny, highly sensitive to any sexual touch, and give her amazing orgasmic pleasure without the guilt. The more she said "no", the more aroused she became.

Since then, Sara had been raped many times by friends, college students, co-workers, even Doctor Boone himself.

Then there was Angie, her college friend, and for the past few years, her supervisor at work. Angie had always been into girls, and had a massive crush on Sara back in college, but didn't think she was interested in being with a woman.

So, when Angie found out about Sara's conditioning from Doctor Boone's patient files, she was determined to see if she would be able to activate her employee's conditioning and rape her.

She could, and she did...first by herself at a party, and then again after three of Sara's coworkers had raped her mouth, her pussy, and her ass all at the same time. Just like that, Sara became her supervisor's fuck doll.

Over the next several weeks, Sara was the office rape toy. To everyone's amazement, she loved being taken at work. Sara came to the office each day not knowing who was planning to fuck her, or how. She just knew that it was going to be by force, and that she would come hard over and over again every single time she was raped. Sara wasn't even sure if she could call it rape anymore, because she actually wanted to be treated this way. She didn't want to have any choice in how she was fucked...or when...or by whom.

Sara especially loved it when her coworkers raped her one after another. One minute, she would be bent over her own desk and fucked hard from behind until she was panting in exhaustion, and then, before she could catch her breath, there was already another cock pushing inside her.

Sara had started carrying a ball gag in her purse so whoever was raping her at the time could keep her from screaming too loud and disturbing everyone else. There were also several places throughout the office building were restraints were hidden away whenever someone wanted to tie Sara down as she was being fucked out of her mind.

Sara's very favorite thing to do though, was when Angie took her into her office, tied her down to her desk with her flexible legs in a mid-air split, and had the helpless Sara make phone calls to clients while Angle went down on her pussy. It drove Sara insane every single time as she squirmed and writhed on the desk, trying to sound professional on the phone while having orgasm after squirting orgasm.

That was all months ago, and since then, Angie and Sara had fallen deeply in love with each other.

When it became obvious that their relationship was getting serious, Angie planned a final office fucking session for Sara where Arthur, Everett, and Paul could do anything they wanted to her before she became off limits to them. The guys gave her a fantastic sendoff, and it took the thrice raped Sara several days to recover afterwards.

Sara and Angie got engaged the following week.

Over the next few months, Sara had been raped exclusively by Angie on many occasions. She loved having her conditioning activated and then being taken. Rough, gentle, torturous, passionate, degrading, or loving. It didn't matter. Sara enjoyed being the submissive one in the relationship, and loved that Angie helped her live out her rape fantasies again and again.

Now, the two of them were sitting together on the private beach in front of Angie's house watching the ocean as they began talking about their wedding plans. Angie was in a tiny white string bikini and adorable little Keds shoes with her bouncy ginger curls pinned up in a ponytail. Sara was wearing a short denim miniskirt with a white short-sleeve cotton top that showed the curves of her breasts perfectly. Her hair was loose and bouncing on her shoulders while her shoes lay off to the side.

"I love this place, Angie," Sara said in complete contentment. "I wonder if we could have the wedding here on the beach."

"I love that idea!" Angie flashed her beautiful smile. "It's so private and peaceful, there's no one around for miles..."

Sara took a deep cleansing breath. "Mmmmm, it's so lovely here."

Angie cocked her head to one side. "It would be a nice place for a family too..."

Sara smiled. "You know, I've thought about that. I'd love to have a baby at some point. I actually know someone that can help us adopt."

Unable to resist Sara's gorgeous blue eyes as she talked so excitedly about having a family with her, Angie closed her eyes and leaned in to gently kiss Sara's beautiful mouth.

Sara responded, closing her eyes and parting her soft lips as Angie placed her hand on her girlfriend's inner thigh.

Sara shivered as Angie's hand moved slowly up her thigh into the beautiful girl's mini-skirt. Sara loved knowing that Angie's touch could still have that much of an affect on her.

"Ohhhh..." Sara sighed in complete pleasure as she felt Angie's hand firmly rubbing her pussy through her white lace panties.

"Ohhhhhhhgooddd..." Sara moaned as she laid her head back, the sensations of sexual pleasure overtaking her. It felt so wonderful to be completely in love, especially with a woman as beautiful as Angie.

The ginger girl teased Sara with light, gentle kisses all over her face, blowing softly into her ear and stroking her pussy methodically through the thin fabric. She had Sara absolutely swooning, and her conditioning hadn't even been activated.

"This feels so wonderful," Sara thought to herself as jolts of pleasure sparked through her highly sensitized body. "She makes me want to surrender myself to her...to give her everything."

Communicating with only her hypnotic blue eyes, Sara leaned back on their beach blanket and sighed in contentment, stretching her arms out wide.

"Mmmmm, Angie..." Sara cooed, her breasts rising and falling beautifully, "please love me."

Angie flashed her smile and moved to kneel directly in front of Sara. Gliding both hands slowly up those gorgeously toned dancer's legs, the ginger girl slid both hands into Sara's mini-skirt and gripped her panties at the hips.

Sara was swept away in anticipation as she felt her panties sliding down her legs. It was such a vulnerable sensation, an admission that she was ready to be taken.

As Angie robbed Sara of her lovely white lace panties, she placed them around the wooden post of the picket fence behind them. One at a time, Angie took Sara's wrists and secured them above her head to the base of the fence post, tying Sara's panties in a firm knot to hold Sara down.

"Mmmmmm..." Sara moaned in helpless anticipation, her pussy getting wetter and wetter knowing what was getting ready to happen. She loved being Angie's captive, whether it was consensual or not.

Angie flashed her smile as she finished tying Sara down and moved to kneel between her thighs.

Knowing what was coming, Sara willingly spread her legs, allowing Angie to see up her short skirt to her perfect pussy...waiting for her supervisor and lover to do anything she wanted with it.

Angie began lightly running her fingertips up and down Sara's inner thighs, causing her friend to yelp from the ticklish sensations.

"Oh!" Sara's body jumped slightly as Angie's fingers tormented her inner thighs, relentlessly gliding back and forth over Sara's most sensitive areas.

"Oh, Angie," Sara was begging as her legs quivered involuntarily, "please...this is torture."

"Oooooo," Angie purred, continuing to barely touch her trembling prisoner, "that sounds like a great idea..."

Continuing to lightly caress Sara's inner thighs, Angie lowered herself so that her head was inches from Sara's beautiful throbbing pussy.

"Ooooohhhhh," Sara moaned in frustrated anticipation, laying her head back as she waited for her supervisor to go down on her.

"Ready?" Angie said teasingly, purposely drawing out the tension.

Sara nodded quickly. "Ohgod, yes! Please!"

"There's no one around you know. You can scream as loud as you want," Angie said blowing cool air gently on Sara's clit.

"OH!" Sara jumped as she felt the air on her little erect pleasure nub. Bracing herself, she felt Angie dive between her legs and begin lapping away at her pussy.

"OHGOD!!" Sara cried out as Angie's warm moist mouth flitted rapidly over her clit again and again.

"OH!! OH!! OH!!" Sara gave adorable high-pitched yelps as the ginger girl's mouth made contact with Sara's throbbing, erect, and desperate for attention clit.

Angie went down on her employee with relentless thoroughness that made Sara's body twitch and jump with every torturous lick, her breasts rising and falling beautifully with each deep breath.

As her body writhed in frustrated pleasure, Sara was screaming in her mind. "Oh fuck, Angie!! Suck on my clit! PLEASE!! SUCK ON MY CLIT!!"

Sara was so far gone in pleasure that she couldn't put the words together. All that came out of her mouth was "AAHH!! OHH!! OHGOD!! FUCK!! AHH!! OHH!!"

Angie LOVED having so much control over Sara's body. She had wanted this since the two of them were at college together, and now, Sara was writhing in pleasure, desperate for release, her entire body quivering, her mind dangling on the edge of a cliff, and her pussy under Angie's complete control.

The ginger girl didn't have to read Sara's mind to know what she needed.

When Angie began sucking on Sara's clit, she screamed to the sky.

"OHHHHH!! AAAHH!! OOOHHHH!! YES!! YES!!"

Liquid immediately gushed from Sara's cunt as she came hard, splashing Angie with each contraction of her pussy muscles.

It didn't even slow Angie down.

"OOOHHH FUCK!! OHGOD!! YES!! OHGOD!!" Sara screamed over and over again as Angie sucked relentlessly on her clit, pulling orgasm after orgasm out of her beautiful convulsing body, her liquid squirting in every direction like a partially covered water hose.

Sara wrapped her toned dancer's legs around Angie's body and pulled her legs towards her, Sara's entire body locking in tension as Angie continued her all out assault on her beautiful fuck toy's pussy.

"OOHHH FUCK!!" Sara yanked on her restraints in a futile attempt to break free, her hips pumping back and forth in a fucking motion as if they had a mind of their own, all while her legs held Angie's head firmly into her cunt.

"YES!! YES!! OH FUCK YES!!" Sara surrendered to her primal lust as the entire world seemed to orgasm around her.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" With a final high-pitched scream, Sara collapsed in exhaustion, her legs and arms going limp as her muscles gave out.

Angie pulled away and sat back on her knees in front of her conquest, watching Sara as she panted heavily, trying to regain control of her breathing. Sara's eyes were glazed over, a look of contentment in her weak smile.

"Mmmmmm..." Sara purred as her senses began to return from the orgasmic haze, "Angie, that was amazing."

"I know," Angie said with a cute scrunch of her nose.

"I love you," Sara's beautiful voice was so genuine. "I can't wait to get married and have a family with you."

The ginger girl smiled and kissed her lover gently on the cheek.

"I love you too," Angie said caressing Sara's soft silky hair, "and I'm so glad to know that you want a baby,"

"You are?" Sara lit up.

"Mmmhmm," Angie nodded. "It will make this process much easier."

Sara looked questioningly at Angie, and then heard the door to the beach house open.

"Who's there?" Sara strained to look behind her but couldn't maneuver while her wrists were still tied to the fence post. She did, however, hear two sets of footsteps walking across the small peer towards the sand.

"Hi, guys," Angie said casually.

"Hey, Angie," one of the men responded.

Sara got an uneasy feeling when she didn't recognize the voice. Whoever they were, she didn't want them to see her with her wrists tied to the fence post.

Then, two men walked around into Sara's view.

"Hello Sara," the other guy said, "it's been a long time."

When it was obvious that they knew who she was, Sara forgot about her restraints for the moment and just stared at the two men, trying in her mind to place them. Both were tall, handsome, in their late 20s...one was a sandy blonde and the other had dark hair...one in jeans and a t-shirt, the other in khakis and a button-down shirt.

"Who are they?" Sara thought to herself. "Where do I know them from?"

Then, as if a bolt of lightning had hit...she knew.

"YOU!!" Sara's eyes went wide. "OHMYGOD!! THE FRATERNITY HOUSE!! IT WAS YOU TWO THAT RAPED ME WHEN I WAS IN COLLEGE!!"

"Right first time," Angie explained. "It wasn't hard to find them since we all went to the same college around the same time. A few fraternity membership rosters, a few phone calls, and here they are."

Sara looked at Angie in shock. "But why?"

Angie resumed stroking Sara's lovely hair. "Because, you have unresolved issues to take care of, and it's time to resolve them."

It seemed wildly surreal to Sara, being tied down and vulnerable while talking almost casually to the two guys who had raped her years ago.

"How could you do that to me?" Sara asked, her eyes watering. "I was only nineteen...practically a virgin."

"You came on to us first, if you remember," the dark-haired guy responded. "Anyway, you seemed to enjoy it."

"She did enjoy it," Angie added, "and for years she's felt ashamed for enjoying it."

The two guys looked at each other and then back at Sara.

"Is that true, Sara?"

Moistening her lips nervously, Sara nodded.

"A few months ago, her therapist determined that she has a deep desire to be taken against her will," Angie continued, "and conditioned her to enjoy being raped by anyone she found sexually attractive without the guilt or shame."

The blonde guy raised his eyebrows. "Really?"

"Mmmhmm," Angie nodded. "All you have to do to activate her conditioning is grope her tits, pussy, or ass. She'll become the horniest fuck toy in the world until you finish raping her."

"Angie!" Sara exclaimed in panic. "What are you doing?!?"

Angie reached into her beach tote and pulled out Sara's ball gag.

"Well," Angie said placing the ball gag around Sara's head, "I figure since both of us want a baby, we could either adopt..."

Sara's eyes went wide.

"...or we could impregnate you."

"MMMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed through the ball gag, shaking her head and pulling on her restraints.

"Have at it, boys," Angie gestured to Sara's completely unprotected pussy. "Don't forget to activate her conditioning first so she enjoys it."

The two guys hesitated.

"Come on boys," Angie prompted, "Sara needs to confront this desire. She needs to be fucked by both of you again just like when she was nineteen, but without feeling ashamed. She's been wanting to relive that rape for years."

Sara listened in complete shock, her breasts rising and falling with her nervous breathing.

"This time, though," Angie continued, flashing her smile, "she's fertile, so you're not just going to rape her...one of you is going to impregnate her."

"MMMMMM!!" Sara screamed and thrashed about, realizing that her womb was about to be inseminated. In her panic, Sara was only partially aware that her pussy had just drenched itself.

The two guys looked at each other. "Which one?"

Angie shrugged. "You're both going to rape her, so none of us will know which one of you knocked her up."

The two guys looked down at Sara. The last time they saw her, their cocks were unloading inside her warm, wet, innocent, nineteen year old pussy. Now, her wrists were tied to the fence post, her mouth was gagged, her panties were gone, and her unprotected pussy was begging them to take her again. Without saying a word to each other, the two guys knew that they wanted nothing more than to fuck and impregnate her.

Decision made, the blond got down on his knees in front of Sara and began lifting up her white t-shirt, revealing the cute white lace bra she was wearing underneath.

"MMMMM!! MMMMM!!" Sara struggled like a damsel tied to the railroad tracks as the blonde guy carefully unhooked the front closure of Sara's bra, freeing her gorgeous breasts from their captivity.

"MMMMMM!!" Sara arched her back and cried out as she felt the blonde guy grab both her mounds firmly.

Immediately, Sara's nipples and clit became erect and highly sensitive as her conditioning was activated. She could actually feel her g-spot pulsating inside her, and she knew that her body was ready to be fucked.

"OHGOD!! NO!!" Sara screamed in her mind as she felt her mini-skirt being unzipped and tugged down off of her hips in tiny little yanks. "THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!! THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!!"

Tossing the skirt aside, the blonde guy took Sara's legs and began spreading them wide. "Let's see if you're still as flexible as you were in college."

Sara's legs spread easily into a mid-air split, her pussy now completely exposed to the world and throbbing as if it was begging to be fucked.

"Wow, just look at this," the blonde said to his friend, admiring Sara's smooth, beautiful, swollen pussy lips as they waited eagerly to have a hard cock slide between them.

"MMMMM!! MMMMMMM!!" Sara's screams were muffled by the ball gag as she struggled and shook her head violently. It was the most vulnerable she had ever felt since she was nineteen.

"Hold her legs open," the blonde said unzipping his trousers.

Angie took hold of Sara's left ankle as the dark haired guy took her right and held it in place, keeping Sara's legs forced into her wide splits.

"MMMMMMM!!" Sara screamed through her ball gag as she felt the tip of the blonde guy's cock press against her pussy entrance.

"OHMYGOD!!" Sara panicked. "IT'S HAPPENING!! HE'S GOING TO RAPE ME!! HE'S GOING TO MAKE ME PREGNANT!!"

"Here we go, Sara," the blonde said, starting to push into her. "You're long past due for another fuck from me."