brainstorm- rough draft
This is from my personal diary, a fantasy of mine basically. I want to adapt it into a longer version that involves anthropomorphic characters, where the narrator is developed as a character rather than just me, while maintaining the use of first person narrative. If anyone would like to help me edit, feel free to comment or send a PM.
I want to be dominated by two men, tied up. Maybe they kidnapped me, I don't know, but I end up in a basement that's dark but bright lights are trained on me, against the wall, where I'm tied in a froglike position, knees spread apart, arms immobilized. They're dressed in head to toe black with black bandanas covering their faces, but I can see their eyes, all dark and hungry. When I try to talk or cry out they put a ball gag in my mouth. As one of them pinches and twists and rubs my nipples mercilessly, the other is between my legs, spreading my pussy open with his fingers, examining me. Pulling back the hood of my clit to reveal it, at first just brushing the tip of his finger against the sensitive bud, making me jump and cry into the gag. But then he's rubbing it, pushing his fingers inside me against my g-spot. The speed and intensity increases more and more until I don't think I can stand it, I can't breathe, I'm moaning and crying and whimpering into my gag.
I struggle and they shush me- almost reassuringly despite the forcible nature of what's happening. They talk to me-
"Shh- just let it happen. Just let go, because this isn't going to stop. We're not going to stop." "That's right- I can feel you tightening up- look how wet she is.." "That's a good girl.. Your body is telling me what you need."
I can smell the musk of them, their maleness- cologne and salt, sweet sweat, a whiff of toothpaste when one whispers in my ear. I can feel my body becoming something beyond my control.
"Oh, she's gonna cum. Are you about to cum, baby girl?"
The voice in my ear goes on while fingers tweak my swollen, sensitive nipples and the merciless attack on my clit and pussy rages on, never faltering, no relief, no rest for even a moment.
"He's gonna pull that orgasm out of you. No, no, baby- don't shake your head. This is happening- nothing you can do to stop it. Does it feel like he's going to stop? Hmm? Does it feel like I'm going to stop?"
The man between my legs looks up and I can see the smile in his eyes as he looks at the other. He's smiling because my body is finally beginning to give in. The shock turned to pleasure. Then the pleasure slowly became unbearable. I writhe against my bonds, my thighs quivering as I desperately try to close my legs but I can't- and he's there, merciless, his fingers moving in hard fast circles over my sensitive clit, the other hand manipulating me from the inside.
"Here it comes." he chuckles. "Poor baby. You can't help it, can you? Cum on my fingers, it's okay. Ohh, that's right.."
I scream as my body and mind are overpowered by the sheer force of the orgasm that rips through me.
"Good girl.. that's a good baby. Keep cumming, I know there's more. We're gonna get it all out."
He doesn't stop. Neither of them do. My clit is somehow numb and also on fire. My nipples burn just as hot as they are twisted and sucked. My pussy clenches around his fingers, almost pushing them out if not for the force of him as he increases the speed, fucking me senseless, I can't even scream anymore, I just pull against my binds, every muscle tensed, stars popping in my vision. I have become a doll, their puppet that can do nothing but cum.
The stimulation stops and my eyes slowly refocus. I feel the gag pulled out of my mouth but even without it I can no longer protest, just gasp and feel the aftershocks of what was just done to me.
"That wasn't so hard now, was it? Cumming like a good girl. But you didn't squirt, did you? Oh baby, we're not done."
They resume. I try to scream and my mouth is covered by a hand as my pussy is assaulted, my clit is screaming as his fingers move ruthlessly over my g spot and with horror I realize that I'm starting to squirt, and I can't control it.
"There we go, good girl, let it out."
I'm gushing and suddenly orgasming again from the endless stimulation of my raw, red little clit. They don't stop. Tears flood down my face and I can't do anything. Except cum, and cum, the puddle on the floor beneath me growing. I manage to choke out the word please.
"Please what? Please stop? Oh baby, we just started. You know we just started, don't you? It's only been a few hours.."
Another orgasmic wave rips through me and this time it's painful, my overstimulated clit is all that exists, and it's not stopping.
"You've been such a good girl for us. And I'm about to take more orgasms from you, whether you want them or not. This is my little clit right here. My pussy. And it's going to cum until I want it to stop."
It doesn't stop. There's no point where I'm even aware that it does- because they continue until I am delirious. Until I pass out.
And when I wake?
It starts again.