Thread: Adventures of Black Metal Gore Whore (Kassy & Razorlandside)

Nick grinned down at Kassy as he felt her nails dig into his ass... Yeah. He had been expecting her to react like that. He knew she wanted it, he had known she had wanted it since that first day. But now he was sure she was worth it... She was so amazingly worth it. He bit his lip as he felt her nails dig into his body, as he felt her hand guiding his cock to her hot, wet and abused flower. The first thing he felt was her hardware, the piercing through her labia. It was hot with her body temperature and slick with moisture from her wetness. The next sensation was warmth as he took his eyes from hers to watch the tip of his cock sink into her for the first time. He allowed her to coax him closer grinning even more broadly as he placed one hand on the back of her head and the other over her own on the base of his cock, pushing forward in one long and smooth motion. She was deep but he was long, the tip of his cock pressing against her cervix with a few finger widths of his shaft still outside the warm glove of her body, their hands pressed against the flesh of her labia and clit, between the joining of their bodies. Nick squeezed her fingers tight around the base of his shaft, tight enough that he winced and then relaxed his grip. Hold on tight slut. We're gonna make this one last. He grinned then moved his hand up to her shoulder as he began to roll his hips back and forth, up and down. Working his shaft in and out of her pussy, grinding the tip with each deep thrust at different angles against her cervix. Whatever grip she took on his cock would be uncomfortable for him, but the combinations of his earlier fantasies and the still present sensations of her brief and brutal face fuck was enough that he wanted this to go for longer than even his normal endurance would allow. His fingers dug into the flesh of her shoulder, not with nails but with simple pressure from the pads of his fingers, squeezing tight and deep. His hand slid down the back of her head to grip some of her long hair, rolling it in his fist to ensure he had a tight grip. --- Elsewhere another man had his hands knotted in another girls hair, this one was petite and far less willing than Kassy, a little thing with a torn up shirt and exposed nipples that had gotten lost in the mosh pit before things had really gotten crazy. She had clung to a pair of big men who had gotten the wrong idea when they saw her pert nipples and the way she shivvered between them. They had taken this petite young woman from the press and found their own quiet place... When she had proved more reluctent than she had initially seemed one of the men had knotted his fingers in her hair and pulled her down to the ground for the beating of her life. --- Nick grunted as he worked his shaft in and out of his new lover, his hand on her shoulder moving downward to paw harshly and painfully at one of her full tits, placing the palm over the nipple and squeezing down as tightly as the woman squeezed his cock. He could feel her body, feel the heat of her sex massaging his shaft, urging him in that most primal way to consumate this act of biolgy, to paint her insides with his cum and use her like a brood-sow to pump out his offspring. He denied that urge, slowing his thrusts in tempo for a few heartbeats as his hand shifted again, from her tit to her throat. Squeezing her neck as he stared into her eyes, his mouth opening to bare his teeth at her in a feral grimance of self denial and animalistic hunger. He wanted to sate himself with her body. He wanted to fuck her apart. To climax in her belly and explode her with the force of it. He wanted to utterly destroy her and tear her throat out. Anything to cum. Anything. But not yet. Not yet. He wanted to do more. ---- The beating had served to make the girl more compliant, sure her sobs and whimpers were annoying, but the pair of men were not feeling humans, no the heroin in their veins and alcohol in their bellies made them less than human. Less than empathetic. They had found an old storage room to do their work, bending the girl over a dilapidated wheelbarrow that cut her pert pink nipples with rusty edges and scuffed her already bruised chin. She had asked them what they were planning on doing, but they had just laughed at her as the first man pulled her little skirt and panties down around her ankles and shoved her legs apart. She had started begging then, offering to give them hand-jobs or to suck them off promising that she was good and that she had gotten to the concert that way. Anything except her pussy. The first man had found that hilarious and took great pleasure in telling her that he was not planning on fucking her like that, before he shoved her head down against the cold metal of the wheelbarrow and forced his meaty, smelly dick into her arse, tearing his way inside. The girl tried to scream but the pain was so intense she was overwhelmed and could only whimper, wetting herself in sudden shock as her legs spasmed and blood began to leak around the offending member. ---- Nick leaned in close pressing his lips to Kassy's once more, biting at her mouth like an animal snapping at a rival. He turned his head and forced his tongue into her mouth and towards the back of her own, rubbing the base of her tongue with the tip of his own for a moment before pulling back and driving forward with his hips again, his grip in her hair pulled her forward as he left himself deep in her, pulling her blood, piss, paint and sweat soaked face towards his own sweaty chest. He felt his cock slip from her a bit with the angle but paid it no mind as he pressed her head to his right nipple. His breathing was heavy and harsh, this was a break for a moment, her hand no longer sufficient to stem the tide. He would allow her to bite and suck and lick all she wanted for several deep breaths before he would jerk herbhead to the side and and speak. Turn around cum-rag. I wanna finish you off like the bitch you are. He told her what to do, but he did not bother to wait as he forcibly gripped her shoulder, urging her to rotate so she would be kneeling on the chair with her tits, cheek and hands pressed against the cold cement wall. Once she was in position... The end would begin. ----- The girl eventually managed to let out a few screams, but after the first seven minutes or so they had been replaced with dull sobs and the occasional twitch as the man behind her continued to rape her asshole. The second man had taken over after the firsts initial thrust, the overeager bastard having hurt his cock almost as much as the girl as he'd bullied his way into her asshole like he'd imagined after watching all those porno's. His friend had laughed at him and taken over while the drugged up metal head stood off to the side nursing his wounded shaft. This guy had been more intelligent about the action, dumping half a can of beer against and into the girls torn sphincter, eliciting a few more wails before he had driven his cock into her ass himself. The blood and liquid helped, allowing him to slide in with much greater ease and allowing him to soon set a blistering pace that saw his victim gripping the deflated wheel near the front of the barrow for support as each thrust ground her sensitive and abused nipples against the rough metal beneath her. Her eyes were black already from the beating they'd given her and her lip was split and still dripping blood occasionally, she could feel blood on her shirt as well from her scraped tits and chin. Her world was breaking apart. She could only think of one thing while this was happening. One person. ---- The sound of Nick's pelvis slamming into Kassy's backside filled the room, audible even over the muted music from outside. He was no longer holding back, no longer trying to take things easy or draw this out. His cock was pistoning in and out of her cunt with the force of a sledgehammer, each impact sending sharp throbs of pain up the tip of his cock as he battered against the entrance to her womb, as though he might break down her gates and pour his seed directly onto her ovaries. Impossible of course... But tell that to the insane biology that told him to go deeper. He would tear through her body at this moment if that's what it took to climax, rip her right in half just to feel the hot cum spill from the tip of his cock. He hauled back on her hair like a horseman at the reigns, screaming a curse at the top of his lungs as his other hand moved to take it's own fistful of hair, using it to pull her back against his cock even as he slammed deeper into her. ---- How long had it been? The music had changed. She knew that. She had started hearing the music after a while. She did not hurt anymore. At least not her lower half, it did not feel good of course. It felt numb. She could still feel fluid dripping down her thighs. She knew that after the second man had finished the first man had tried again... She knew that they'd cum in her. She had felt them spurt off in her bowels... She hadent known when the other men had shown up, she had not even known how many there had been. She had only been able to count the ones that wandered up to shove their filthy dicks in her face. She'd bit one... But the beating she'd gotten for that had been even worse than the first one and she'd obediently licked everything they'd put in front of her after that. Cocks. Fingers. Beer Bottles. She could still taste one man's ass on her lips. That had been difficult. But not as difficult as it had been when she'd felt her insides twist up in a knot... She'd thought she'd pissed herself again. But it had felt different. It was only dimly that she was aware of them commenting about squirters and girl-cum and realized that they thought she'd cum. It hurt her mostly because she was not sure they were wrong. But none of that mattered anymore. One of the men had put something in her mouth and made her chew it up and swallow. It had taken some time. But the pain had went away first. The shame had dimmed a little afterwards. She was pretty sure the guys had been gone for a while, but she did not want to move. For starters she was not sure her numb legs would support her. Secondly the wheelbarrow had such pretty patterns in the rust. They way they would move if she stared at them too long made her feel funny and she liked it. She was also pretty sure they'd stuck a beer can into her butt-hole and she was not really sure how she was going to reach back and pull that out. --- Well... This was shitty. Sabine had stumbled across the scene by chance. She had not really intended to go looking for Nick's new girls sister. No, she'd intended to sit outside the door and masturbate while listening to the pair fuck like animals. Maybe peek through the windows and watch her brothers ass while he mounted his girl. She had always liked his ass ever since she'd come back into his life. He'd gotten hot. But while making a quick run back to the area behind the stage to grab some water while her two exhibitionists got through with their foreplay she'd heard a couple of the roadies talking about a girl giving it away for free elsewhere. Sabine loved they way her bro fucked... But she also loved watching strangers get it. If the show was shit she bet she could still make it back to her brother before they got to the main event. She knew he'd want to make it last. She'd arrived to the scene by asking a couple of guys she'd found wandering the hall, then kneeing the first one who had grabbed her tit in the dick. She did not mind it per-se. But she had places to be and did not want to get distracted. What she'd found had been a different scene than what she'd been expecting when she arrived. I mean... Sure it was still hot. But where were all the dicks? The room was empty, though it's signs of recent occupation were still evident, a couple crushed cigarettes still smoking here and there on the floor a few shattered beer bottles and the only occupant looked like she was dead from the angle of the door. Of course Sabine's fears that she had walked in on murder scene were banished when she saw the girl move, just a little. She could not contain herself as she let out a long low whistle, taking in the girl before her. She was bent over an overturned wheelbarrow of considerable size, probably meant for hauling around gravel or something when the plant was active, her ass was pale and she could see a few freckles between the thick streamers of cum that covered her bum. Her inner thighs were wet with semen, blood and what smelled and looked like piss, absolutely ruining the panties and skirt still down around her ankles. The most impressive sight however was the half full bottle of beer that was lodged firmly, thick end first into the girls asshole. Despite it all it looked like the girl had not had her pussy touched... Maybe that had been one of the rules? She'd done similar things before. 'No Ass, Only Cunt'. 'You can't touch my pussy but I'll blow everyone.' mostly they were meaningless little things to add a bit of rape fantasy to the scenes she was in when they broke the rules and did what they wanted without asking her. Still... This did not look like the same thing. Sabine took a slow walk around the side of the girl so he could get a look at her upper body and face. She looked better from that angle, although her blonde hair was matted and clumping from a few errant wads of cum, the girl who she suspected with her luck was Kassy's sister was staring at the flaking rust in front of her face with an expression Sabine knew meant she was on something. Great. She ran a hand over her bald head and rolled her tongue, feeling the stud in it for a moment as she glanced around... Then she moved forward and moved to stand in front of Beth, trying her best to force a look of concern on her face. Hey uh... Yeah. Are you okay? It was a stupid question. But Sabine was not good with this kind of shit. It did not help that the scene was something straight out of some of the real filthy shit she read on some of those fantasy sites she trolled for ideas. It made her pussy, which had been wet ever since Nick has whipped out his cock on stage and pissed on the audience, drip even more. She was so fucking on. She tried to look reassuring as Beth turned her head to glance up at Sabine, her mouth falling open a little as she stared up at the tattooed, bald girl with the slayer shirt combat boots and tattoos over most of her visual flesh. Beth chuckled softly, the sound rough and meaty... Apparently the men had fucked her throat a bit too... That or the young woman was a chain smoker and she always sounded like that. Sabine frowned and opened her mouth before Beth spoke. Your tattoos move funny... You don't have a dick though so why are you standing up there. I don't have anything to suck. She said it with a giggle that made Sabine's skin crawl... Unless you've got a dick... Do you have a dick? Beth's hands were clumsy as she reached out and hooked her fingers in the waist of Sabine's skirt, failing to pull it down. I wanna see your dick. Beth chuckled again. Sabine stepped out of her grasp quickly and frowned. Okay... Wow. You are super fucked up. Ummm. I am gonna go get somebody. Sabine began but stopped when Beth shook her head and said a bit more forcefully, her voice still ragged. NO! She reached out again, as though her arms might stretch and pull Sabine in. No. No. No. No. Kassy wouldn't want anyone. Kassy never needs anyone. Kassy just... She just. Fucks shit up. The girl was almost adorable as she stumbled over the curse words, as though her mouth was not used to making those sounds... Her mouth had gotten used to a lot worse tonight anyway. I am like Kassy. I wanna fuck shit up. Kassy sucks alot of dick. I saw her do it once. She did not think I was watching. But I watched. Now I suck alot of dick. I wanna suck yours! She sounded demanding as she pulled herself forward on the barrow, grinning. Sabine shook her head. Jesus fuck! Calm yourself down slut I don't even have a dick...! I mean calm down okay let me- Sabine was interrupted as Beth spoke again, causing herself to hack and cough roughly before spitting out the words she wanted. Give it. I want it. So... Uh... Nut the fuck up and do it. She sounded just as unsure as before, maybe she had learned those words from Kassy? Either way Sabine trailed off looking at the girl... Fuck it. Already going to hell anyway. Sabine's hand moved to the zipper on her skirt and it fell away to reveal her tattooed mound and lower body, the motif of a mermaid went all the way down her lower half. She moved forward cautiously and brought one hand down to Beth's head as she felt the other woman's hot breath play across her clit. Um. Do you want me to take the bottle out first? Sabine asked as an after thought, glancing at the brown glass sticking out of her behind like some crude tail. Beth's response was simple. I thought it was a can. Ten... Maybe fifteen minuets tops. Sure she'd probably miss the show. But Sabine had never made someone beg for it before. Besides... She really did think the scene was hot. ---- Nick was so terribly close, so fucking close to blowing his load. He bent over her back, biting the nape of it like a lion holding his lioness in place as he bred her. He could feel his balls starting to contract. Feel his load ready to spill inside her. Your mine his mind said. Your mine. It repeated. That was it. She was his. She would never leave him. He would own her until she was a corpse in the ground. She was made for him.