The Island, Chapter 13 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 13

... tried to bite my arm. I let her snap at me ineffectually, then grabbed her tits and gave her an industrial-sized purple nurple. She cried out in pain, writhing under me. “You are good for nothing but a piece of pussy,” I told her in an even voice. “I’m going to use you and throw you away like the garbage you are, unless you show some sign of humanity.” I slid down until I was straddling her right leg. Her continued squirming only served to massage by balls, now resting on her thigh. I grabbed her left leg and levered it up and away from the other, spreading her wide and exposing her hairless brown cunt. Holding her in this position with one hand, I began roughly massaging her pussy. She cursed me and struggled, but was no match for me in her position. I checked out her spread labia, enjoying the view of her smooth, dark lips, now gaping open to expose the meaty inner labia, almost black in color. Her inner recesses were a bright pink, and as I stroked her up and down, I noticed she was beginning to juice up despite herself. I pulled her hood up off her clit, noting its substantial girth. I flicked it lightly, making her jump and gasp. “Now that you finally are in the control of a real man, your body betrays you. You know you want me to pleasure you. You wouldn’t have these feelings if I weren’t superior to you. Your whole life has been in the service of evil, and only now do you begin to realize your folly.” “No!” she screamed. “It is not true! I am of the one true faith! ...

... You are inferior. You may not do this to me! I do not desire you.” I stroked my fingers deeply into her gash, wetting them thoroughly with her honey. I stuck them under her nose. “Your cunt makes a liar out of you. Your mouth tells falsehoods, but your other lips—they tell the truth.” I brought my hand to my mouth, licking her discharge from my fingers while she watched, horrified. “And it’s the only part of you that’s sweet. You’re forcing me to interact with the only pleasurable part of you.” I slowly slid a finger into her cunt up to the knuckle. Her eyes and mouth opened wide in shock. I began slipping it in and out of her, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Her mouth worked wordlessly, her confusion and loss of certainty in her beliefs evident in her eyes. I added a second finger as her cunny lubed up, and easily slid into her. My prick was raring to go at this point, and I began grinding it against her leg lewdly. She began praying in Arabic as I finger-fucked her. “Allah can’t hear you,” I told her. “He doesn’t listen to the faithless. You have been following false prophets your whole life. They have told you to embrace hate and forsake love. For your sins you must be the object of pleasure for those you have contempt for. Only by accepting your debasement can you achieve forgiveness.” I was fucking her mind even better than her pussy , I gloated to myself. I was going to break this bitch, no matter what! I wanted her to feel some remorse, to suffer internally, not ...