1. The Ultimate Whore


    Date: 4/21/2025, Categories: Non-consensual sex Your Stories Author: Wrulf

    ... studies literature,' Steward said.
    
    
    
    'A pleasure meetin' ya',' Troy drawled.
    
    
    
    'Aren't you a polite hillbilly?' Jim teased him.
    
    
    
    'Hey, boys, I'm buying you some beer,' Dan announced, then: - 'Isn't literature a boring subject, Cheryl?'
    
    
    'Certain things can be exciting,' she winked.
    
    
    
    'I suppose so,' Dan said.
    
    
    
    'I haven't had my break, yet, so follow me,' Cheryl answered while
    Steward, Dan, Troy and Jim carried their beverages out to the deserted patio.
    
    
    
    They and Cheryl sat around a table and Steward remarked, 'The weather's unusually warm.'
    
    
    'Yeah. Are you fellows married?' Cheryl inquired.
    
    
    'Our batting average is 50.50. Steward and Jim are divorced; Dan and I  are confirmed bachelors,' Troy replied.
    
    
    
    'Explain you not having seduced me, Cheryl,' Steward commanded her.
    
    
    She looked warily around, then: - 'Could you've handled an extremely promicuous slut? That's the reason I'm not married, though I wish I'd gotten raped during my wedding if I was.'
    
    
    
    'You're actually admitting that?' Troy exclaimed.
    
    
    
    I mean it,' Cheryl confirmed her sincerity.
    
    
      
    'Well, I have a perverted idea. Marriage isn't sacred and I'll pretend I'm your husband,' Steward suggested.
    
    
    
    
    'Okay, let's plan the ceremony. First, when,' Jim answered.
    
    
    
    'Tomorrow evening at 7.'
    
    
    
    'Where?' Jim continued.
    
    
    
    'I live deep in the woods. Naturally, I'll expect guys to avoid damaging me in any way. Otherwise, you can ...
    ... thoroughly abuse and degrade me,' Cheryl informed the hunks.
    
    
    
    'Being we're non-violent misogynists, we definitely will,' Dan promised her.
    
    
    
    'You bet, whore!' Troy interjected.
    
    
    
    'Oh, I nearly forgot. I'll wear a bridal gown,' she said.
    
    
    
    'It won't represent virtue or purity!' Steward grinned as Cheryl provided directions to her trailer.
    
    
    Part 2
    
    
    Despite the caution she'd requested, she instinctively trusted Dan, Steward, Jim and Troy, though she was on pins and needles until the next evening, having scarcely donned high-heeled shoes, fishnets and the gown when – wearing boots and leather duds – they rode their  motorcycles up to her lying next to a bathtub in her yard.
    
    
    
    And she sensed their disdain even before Troy kicked her feet apart and cruelly kneed her in the crotch.
    
    
    
    'UUUGGGHHH!' she grunted.
    
    
    'You deserve my wrath, you filthy cunt!' he scoffed, then jeered, 'Is this thang a female?'
    
    
    
    'Yeah, except this one belongs to a lower species!' Dan sniggered.
    
    
    
    Don't be so rude!' Jim sarcastically laughed, before he straddled her and buried his 9-inched cock in  her throat. 
    
    
    
    'Suck - my - dick, you despicable whore!' he bellowed while Steward knelt and smashed his 7-inched rod into her dripping snatch.
    
    
    
    'Eeeeem!' she released a muffled yelp.
    
    
    
    'Hell, I should add that you're contemptible beneath all contempt!' Dan told her.
    
    
    
    'Uh-hmmm,' - and she nodded to Jim, Steward, Dan and Troy's disbelief.
    
    
    
    'It's ...