The collection features works by other local writers. I’m in the midst of approaching them online to get their buy in. These are all free to read and i have asked for their permission to reproduce their work on this site. Writer’s pseudonym, nick, & site which they write at will be indicated in the post itself.
There are no lack of depraved individuals on this island and i happen to chance upon one other on reddit. ‘Paperstarred’ is that sweet, sheltered girl who is the embodiment of everything prim, proper and demure. In formal wear, i have no doubt she can pass off as a politician or a young C-suite level staff. Working from home in her t-shirt and panties, she is that stay home girlfriend all guys want to have. No longer a sweet young thing, but not yet at the MILF level, i would say the world inside Paperstarred’s twisted mind is a lot darker than mine.
Nick : Paperstarred
It’s the taste of piss, really. One never really gets used to it. But then again neither does one really get used to the taste of cum. Or spit. Or someone’s asshole. Or cock.
What I’m trying to say is that even right now as I’m kneeling on the floor in the school toilet with an idiot pissing in my open mouth right after I’ve sucked his cock, I’m still clear headed enough to contemplate all the nasty places my mouth has been. That’s good, I guess.
“You liked that, slut?” The idiot sneers as I gulp down his piss, obviously enjoying how disgusted I look.
“Yes, I enjoyed it. It was tasty. Delicious. Like fine wine. Happy now?” I sigh, rolling my eyes.
“Aw, look at the whore talking back. You think you’re all high and mighty? Who’s the one kneeling and drinking my piss now?”
“Yeah, yeah. Me. I know.” I reply wearily.
Yeah. Me. I don’t think I contemplated being a sex slave for the school fuckboy and his friends when I chose to study here, but that’s how life goes- the dice rolls and things happen.
I mean, I was young. Naive. Fresh out of 10 years of all-girls Catholic school education. So when I discovered how to look good in my school uniform and get attention, naturally suitors came. And naturally I ended up dating someone who seemed like a good idea at the time.
Sure, the sex was great. I lost my virginity to him, learned to suck cock well, had plenty of fun. Then when I realised he was a misogynist asshole, I decided to dump him- and that’s why I found out the bastard had plenty of HD footage of all the things we did. Without his face. Just mine. Having orgasms, sucking on his cock, rimming him…you get the idea. HD footage. Of me. Looking like a whore.
So of course I agreed to do anything to keep it secret. Scholarship offers, top grades, career potential. Those things will vanish like smoke if the internet suddenly finds several GB worth of HD footage of a nice pretty young lady doing several nasty things. But then again I was just expecting to have to give him the occasional blowjob or handy in exchange for his silence.
I certainly didn’t expect to end up in a school toilet surrounded by 6 boys all sweaty from rugby training, on my knees with my blouse unbuttoned and my skirt pulled up around my hips to show off my bra and panties, sucking all their cocks. I thought the bastard was joking when he said he wanted to share me with his clique but with the threat of becoming an unwilling internet pornstar hanging over my head, tonight’s the fifth time in the past few weeks that I’ve knelt and sucked them off and drank their piss already. It’s been blowjobs only so far but it’s a matter of time before they want more.
They do want more today.
“Bend over the sink, fucktoy. Face the mirror.”
I get on my feet and comply, reluctantly. They’re watching me. He’s going to take me first, prove his superiority to his friends.
A hard push sends me bending against the sinks. He yanks my panties down around my ankles and pushes my skirt higher, then reaches into my bra and cups my breasts, mauling them with his hands.
“You like this, slut. Admit it. Who are you?”
“I’m Charlene, your fucktoy.”
“That’s right. And why are you so good?”
“Uh…” I sigh to myself, trying to remember what he likes hearing.
“I have…uh…” I groan as he twists my nipples. “Uhh…a rich family that loves me…ugh…good grades…ugh fuck…I’m top in class…ngh…I’m a talented ballerina…fuck…I’ve got plenty of…admirers…ugh…”
“But you’re just what?”
“I’m just your fucktoy.” I groan.
“That’s right. Look at you. Just some nipple teasing and you’re all juiced up for me.” He sniggers.
He’s right, unfortunately. When we were still dating he figured out my weak spot was my tits. It’s easy to get me going by playing with them. So obviously he likes humiliating me by making sure I’m wet when he uses me.
His retard friends cheer as he thrusts his erect cock into me. I give off a low moan as it fills me up, pistoning in and out. I hate showing them any reaction, but I can’t deny that while he’s my abuser and blackmailer, this guy can fuck well. But he’s dropped all pretense of caring about my pleasure and while I’m still far away from a proper orgasm, I feel his warm load flood my cunt, followed by him pulling out and wiping his cock on my skirt.
“That was good. What do you say?”
“Thank…thank you for fucking this whore.” I bite back a retort as I reply.
“Good. Now…my friends are next.”
“Wait what the fuck?!” I straighten up, not caring that I’m half naked with my hair in a mess and cum trickling down my leg. “I agreed to suck your cocks, not get fucked by all of you. That was the deal!”
“I am altering the deal. Pray I do not alter it any further.” He smirks.
“Besides, Char…you can fuck all of them. Or they can rape you. Either way your tight cunt is theirs tonight. How they take it is your choice.”
I bend over against the sink again, clenching my teeth, fighting not to show them the look of anger and defeat in my eyes as the next one steps up to fuck me.
By the 5th guy, I’m totally spent. They might not be as experienced as my abuser, but they made up for it with size and energy. Getting slammed by 5 large cocks in a row is exhausting- and having to kneel and suck them clean and dig the cum out of my cunt to suck off my fingers to clean up for the next guy is no fun either.
They order me to bend over the bench. By now my blouse is all crumpled and soaked with sweat. My bra is hanging open- some asshole snapped the clasp between the cups so he could mash my tits while fucking me. My panties and skirt are at some corner of the toilet.
They left my sneakers on though. How nice of them.
“Had your fun? Come on. All 6 of you fucked me. Get it over and done with. Piss on me or slap me or whatever you guys like to do whenever you share me.” I growl at them.
“Oh we’re not done yet.”
“Why? You still have energy to fuck? Ok then, go ahead, just use me till you’re happy. Get it over and done with. You must feel so good, having fucking Charlene, of all girls, as your toy, so just use me and be done with it ya? But stop wasting my goddamn night!” I yell, frustrated and totally pissed off.
“My, my. So fiesty. I like it. Means we haven’t broken you totally yet…why don’t you suck my cock first? Get me nice and lubed up, you’ll really want me slick for this.”
I get on my knees and take his cock in my mouth, wondering what he means as I slobber all over it. Isn’t my cunt damp enough to fuck?
“Alright, that’s enough. Now hold her down for this, boys.”
As he pulls out of my mouth, the other guys grab me and pin me down on the bench, on my back. Two guys grab my legs and fold them back, pinninng my ankles to my thighs while spreading me wide open.
“I want to see your face for this. You’d better hope you slobbered enough on my cock, fucktoy.”
I look at him, confused. You want to see my face while fucking me? Sure. Nothing new, he enjoys making me smile and act like I’m having fun when he-
No. No no no no no. His cock’s going lower. Not there. Not fucking there anywhere but-
“No. Please.” My voice quavers.
“Yes, fucktoy? Did I say you could talk back?” He smirks and slaps me hard across the face.
“Please. Not there. Not there. Please don’t don’t not there I’ve never- FUCCCCKKKK! FUCK! ARGHH! FUCK STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT YAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
I scream, my head jerking back, as he slams his cock up my asshole with one sharp thrust.
I’ve never done anal. I always refused to do it, no matter how many flowers or gifts or meals he bought me. So here he is. Taking what I refused him, by force.
As he begins to piston in and out, I’m horrified to hear my own voice sounding broken, with whimpers of pain mixed with curses and groans. He laughs, of course. It’s perhaps the most fun he’s had all night.
“Not so sarcastic anymore? Looks like all it took to shut you up was a cock up your ass, Charlene. Cmon. Talk back to me. Show me that smartass mouth you were yapping away with earlier.” He taunts.
“Please…stop it…stop it…ugh fuck…” I’m shocked at my own voice, sounding on the verge of tears from the agony of the brutal anal rape. I’ve never cried in front of them, even when sucking their cocks or when they fucked me or pissed on me but this…just…this is fucked up.
He takes his time. Then he reaches down and starts rubbing my clit.
“What are you doing- nonono don’t don’t do that please” I moan, feeling myself squirt even with a cock up my ass hurting me.
“I’m not cruel. I want you to enjoy it too, slut. Besides, that way you’ll remember your first assfuck- cumming hard on it like the whore you are.”
“Nonono no nghh not that no please stop…stoppp it fuck no no I don’t want to cum don’t make me don’t make me don’t make MEEEEEEE OH FUCK NOOOOOOO! NO! I DON’T WANT TO CUM! PLEASE! NO!” I scream in horror, tears flowing down my face freely now, pride be damned. Not like this. Not this way. Not from being used like this…
When I regain my senses, he’s pulling out and wiping his cock clean on my panties, while his cum dribbles out of my asshole.
“Looks like you had fun, Charlene. See? You might act all cold in school like some ice princess, but all it takes is a cock up your ass and you’re sobbing like a little girl.” He grins, then spits on my face.
“So…before tonight ends…”
As I try to move, I realise I’m now tied down. Ankles to thighs, legs spread, with more rope and belts holding me on the bench.
“My friends are all going to have their turn with your asshole too. Just so you remember what your place is.”
As he pulls up his pants, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a Hitachi, making my eyes widen in fear and shock.
“Make sure she cums hard from each assfuck, boys. I’ll be back with supper.”
As the others close in, I whimper. Tonight finally broke me.
They win. For now.