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He gets faster and faster until finally he comes. He keeps the head in so he can fill my mouth with his hot, salty cum. The first two shots of his load end up in my mouth until he decides to pull out, letting the rest of it coat my face, hair and chest.
He grabs my chin, my mouth still full of his cum. "You better fucking swallow it." I glare at him in response until he pulls out a razor.blade and holds it to my throat. I quickly swallow, wishing the feel and taste would leave my mouth quickly.
"Good cumdump. You better get used to it, you are going to be our toilet for the duration of your stay here, so enjoy it whore." He says then calls for the guard to get him. Wolfe and Charles laugh and talk about the prospects of using me. I just curl into a ball, still naked and covered in cum and blood and curse myself for the enjoyment I felt during this.
***
My sentence is finally up, a part of me regrets having to leave. During my stay here, I was he perfect toilet. I'm now a cumdump. After all that time I'm addicted to the taste of cum and the feel of a cock fucking my ass or throat, or jacking off a guy. I take it all hungrily and willingly, craving it.
Even though I enjoy it, I resent the one who made.me this way. And I will now be able to get her once and for all.
I had no money, so I used my new found skills to seduce a couple of men to get me where I needed. Emily's doorstep.
I waited until nightfall to break in. She was alone, there was an unknown man here that Id never seen with her before here earlier, but he left a few hours ago. I sneak in, she forgot to latch one of her windows and I slipped smoothly inside.
She's in the living room, dozing on the coucb, a book lying on her chest and she snores softly. I pull out the long knife from my back pocket and place it against her throat. Her eyes fly open and shes lucky she doesn't jerk forward.
"Hello Emily." I say pleasently. "Jo-jonathan?"
It takes awhile to recognize my name, I'm so used to being called Toilet now that it seemed foreign to me.
I smile at her. "I told you what would happen to you if you told anyone, and here I am to deliver my promise."
"Please don't do this."
"Master...I mean... your father, didn't listen to my pleas the first night he fucked me, I'm sure as hell not going to listen to yours."
She starts crying.
I feel my anger boiling and I press the blade into her throat, making a nice cut and she starts bleeding quickly, its nothing fatal of course, at least for now. "Don't cry you lying slut! You did this to me! You've made ne lose everything! You wanted me to fuck you in the first place! You just didn't want to loom like the skank you are, so you ruin MY life! You wont do this to anyone else you fucking whore! Now DIIIIIEEEEE!!!" I being the knife up above my head, planning to plunge it down into her heart, when all of a sudden I feel someone hit my side. I go flying across the room hitting my head on the fire place. "Emily you okay baby!?!" The mystery man from earlier shouts.
She mutters and affirmative, clutching her throat. My head is spinning and I feel somehing warming running down my neck. I try to stand and almost succeed before he comes over and relievers a swift kick to my face. He seems to get possessed and he continues kicking me, my stomach, my ribs, everywhere. I feel bones breaking and I cough up blood.
Finally she pulls him away telling him to stop. My world is fuzzy and I feel out of place. I can hardly breath, and it hurts to do even that. My world slowly goes dark as I see them embrace after her calls 911. He was her husband. This is the image I'm left with, two lover's embraced, one narrowly esacped death, crying on his shoulder telling him how much she loves him and he whispers it back.
The last thought before my.mind goes blank is, "I didn't keep my promise..."
*Feedback is appreciated. I hope you enjoyed this and the rest of the trilogy. I know it took awhile for me to post, but I was taking a short hiatus to collect my thoughts. I'm back now. And again, I hope you enjoyed.*
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 2 years agoI appreciate that you did not allow the '\=villain' in this story to escape punishment, even after, or should I say especially after attempting to rape Emilly a second time. I'm quite sure she went through enough of a horrible experience thane first time he put her through what he put her through, so I'm glad her partner was there to protect her this time. All in all, though, not a half - bad contribution to the Loterotica library. tHANKS FROM YOMEYO
Anonymousabout 4 years agoLet's face it,, if he can't rape the girl of his dreams (fantasies), then he has nothing left to live for, right?
Anonymousover 5 years agoNeed's a happier/alternate ending. Like beating her ass so badly she need's a colostomy bag for the rest of her life. Slit her husbands throat and let her watch him bleed to death. I mean- let's be honest here; he's got NOTHING left to loose.
wanderinggipsyalmost 7 years agoWhat a non con,writer..!! whoo!! wow!! ;)) no vanilla dollops or even drops, here and there..especially between the rapist and his victim!!;)) revenge and counter revenge wild swings!! at the end a few lines of vanilla come in...between the rape victim and her husband!! thats it!!
Here i find the Ex-Professor and victim Emily both being equally crafty lowlifes!! Rather i find Emily craftier than the ex-professor whose career she had ruined!! its trusting Emily even the tiniest bits,that was the undoing of this deliciously evil,so thrilling and exciting..never say die villain...our ex professor!!
the author could have thought out softer ends of the story....but...that would have robbed it of its delicious non con evilness!! super talented non con writing,writer!! ;)) virtual standing ovation from this little reader!! ;))
