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Thread: Lust beyond the Grave (with Bound to Pleasure)

She felt a strange combination of sensations suddenly, the thing inside of her began to throb and seemed to grow even larger and then began to fill up her insides with something thick and cold. The sensation was so intense it forced her into a third orgasm. It felt like forever the ghost cock throbbed and filled her pussy with it's dead seed, but eventually it finished. With as breathless gasp she shuddered as the nearly foot long force pulled from her still quivering cunt. She had a brief moment of hazy relief. Was it over? Was it done? Not by a long shot. Suddenly she felt something like hands spread apart her plump butt-cheeks and the same force that had pressed against her pussy pressed against her asshole. She let out a shrike of fresh terror and pleasure as the cum slicked invisible rod pushed it's way into her, hot, tight anus.
Thread: Lust beyond the Grave (with Bound to Pleasure)

Nico slammed his member deep into her tight little asshole,filling it with his monstrous member. Then he began to pound her harder than ever. His hands found her hips once more as his member thrust in and out of her roughly. His foot long member stretched her ass some as he pounded her. He could feel her walls tightening and squeezing around his member, pulling it deeper inside of her.
Thread: Lust beyond the Grave (with Bound to Pleasure)

The sensation of having her ass filled and violated was no less startling, terrifying, and pleasureful as having her pussy violated had been, but it was still completely different in just about every way. For one, given the roughness there was a bit more pain involved but the longer and harder the force thrusted into her the less pain and more pleasure she felt. She could no longer manage screams, only helpless moans as her body gave into the pleasure and her mind began to lose focus. She felt her pleasure building up again as force never relented, arching her back with such force it made her long hair fly back she let out a loud cry of pleasure as another orgasm overtook her. The tight walls of her anus squeezing greedily around the invisible cock, as if protesting anytime a single inch of it left from inside of her.
Thread: Kate's Hell. (Celebstars and DeRe)

It had been a long day for Kate Beckinsale. She had many friends over enjoying her company at her mansion, soaking in the pool and eating what food was on offer. Maybe stars had turned up in their bikinis and had a fabulous time before leaving late in the evening. It was around 6pm now and the crowd of people became much smaller, only closer friends staying. Kate walked through the back door and in to her home leaving wet foot prints behind her. Wearing an orange bikini which showed her delightful figure, she made her way to the basement where her wine was stacked. Walking down the stairs, she opened the door and found herself in a maze of bottles, hundreds at least. Going through each section, she finally found something to her liking and picked it up. Looking up the ceiling, she could hear laughter which made her smile. It was a good day, everyone enjoyed themselves and didn't have any complaints. Scratching the back of her head, Kate was attempting to make her way upstairs and back to the party before she heard a noise. Squinting her face in confusion, she closed the basement door and turned the corner in to a hallway instead of going back outside.
Thread: Kate's Hell. (Celebstars and DeRe)

A dark shape ran swift and silent through the mansion's white rooms, seeking prey. It was a lean, quick-limbed man intent on a target. He has been watching outside for hours, ready for the right moment. Now his instincts told him that moment was approaching. Lurking with caution, he hid outside first, gauging the atmosphere. Security was lax with the convivial mood and he slipped in through a side door, face obscured for any cameras. The afternoon heat still hung in the house, even as twilight quickly approached, and sweat prickled across his skin. From an interior balcony he was able the study the remaining guests - and the woman he had come to snatch. For a moment he was almost frozen by the sight of her firm frame parading below him. He waited patiently, minutes oozing by like hours. Finally he saw her come inside from the pool, and his tensed muscles surged into action Somewhere distant the babble of contented laughter and voices was rippling down, but the house itself was silent save for the padding of her feet. He drew as close as he could behind her, listening to the rattle of bottles, and drawing out his taser. It made a small click as it fired into life, and he shuffled back quickly into an alcove as the curious Kate came in investigate. As she stepped cautiously into the dark of the hallway, he lept out and jabbed her in the back of her neck with the taser, putting her out quickly with a sharp savage jolt. Wasting no time, he threw her wet and supple body over his shoulder, escaping quickly from the house. The upstairs occupants were so oblivious he even walked right out the front door, unnoticed by anyone. He moved down the path to his plain white GMC van, dumping his captive in the back. Every sound and movement seemed utterly amplified in his excitement and paranoia. He bound and gagged her with duct tape as she groggily started to come around, forcing him to administer another painful shock to put her back out. With a triumphant slap on her rock-hard ass, he slammed the van doors and practically ran into the driver's seat. Firing up the coughing engine he and the kidnapped Kate rolled off into the night, and he finally allowed himself a wicked laugh of delight.
Thread: Kate's Hell. (Celebstars and DeRe)

Ugh..... was the short deep groan from the woman as she felt the jolt on the back of her neck. She would have moaned louder if she was still conscious but instead she fell, losing all control of her now limp body. The wine bottle she carried fell to the floor, rolling in a smooth path to the corner where it came to an abrupt halt. Her kidnapper was lucky the object didn't smash as it would have entertained a crowd soon enough. Kate's lifeless legs dangled and hanged down his chest with her ass on his shoulder and nearly in his face. On his back, her arms swayed from side to side towards the front door and continued to do so until she reached his van where she was placed in the back. Because she was in a skimpy bikini, the night air could have more effect, and it did just that, making her slowly come around to see the taser come towards her and hit her again. The actress lost consciousness and was out cold as the engine roared.
Thread: Kate's Hell. (Celebstars and DeRe)

It took everything the Man had to keep his eyes on the road. They kept trailing back lustfully to the recumbent figure lying still behind him. He could hardly believe the sight of Kate lying there, after all his planning and anxiety. His skin shone wet in the dying light, her lean and taunt frame lying in such a way that her firm breasts were prominently displayed. The Man forced himself to tear his gaze away and watch the road as he headed onto the highway. The hour-long drive up to his hilltop cabin seemed to take an eternity. But eventually he rolled down the long gravel drive to his isolated hideout, the headlights cutting through the freshly-fallen night. Parking around the back he finally pulled to a stop and got around. Adrenalin pulsed in his head like a beat as he walked around the back of the van and threw open the doors. Kate was conscious but lay still, staring back at him with mingled hatred and terror. The Man held up the taser warningly, slapping her ass firmly with his other hand. The firm muscle barely rippled under the blow. Grabbing her bound wrists firmly he pulled her to her feet, holding the taser's teeth hard against the back of her neck. Together they walked other to the dilapidated old shed and stumbled inside.
Thread: Kate's Hell. (Celebstars and DeRe)

Judging by the noise, they were driving on gravel. It woke her up as the van was speeding up to the cabin. Feeling a little pain on the back of her neck, Kate remembered she was hit with a bolt before passing out. When the vehicle came to a sudden stop, the actress looked at the two windows which were situated in each back door. A dark figure shined through both before it opened them. Ughhh she moaned through the gag as the figure slapped her ass in the bikini. Once the man pulled on the bounds that tied her wrists, Kate was forced to use her feet on the gravel to stop herself from falling. Walking awkwardly in front of him, barefoot on the stones, some were cutting in to her skin causing discomfort. The noise of the taser just behind against her neck was sending fear down her spine because she didn't want to feel it again. Sobbing as she walked towards the shed, Kate had to duck to enter it. The woman's body was now dirty and tired. The van in which she was thrown in to wasn't the cleanest and dust rubbed off on to her back and arms as well as her legs and face. Dirt stains were on either cheek and her forehead, the constant turning of his driving making her roll about like a ragged doll. Now inside the shed, Kate didn't know if he was keeping her in here or taking her inside the cabin.
Thread: Kate's Hell. (Celebstars and DeRe)

The Man drank in the stale and fetid air of the shed. A heavy chain hanging from the ceiling and a battered old army chest were the only adornments in there. Swinging from a corner was an old workman's lamp which soaked everything in a bright, sickly yellow light. Manoeurving Kate rough and fast to keep her disoriented, he pushed her to her knees in the dirt as he pulled the chain down and padlocked it tight and firm around her slender wrists. His breath hissed as then he proceeded to pull her up on tip-toes, her arms taunt and straining. He admired the body hanging before him, toned to perfection. Taking a small switchblade out of his pocket by flicked it open just behind Kate's ear, then traced the blade across her shoulder and down her back. With a twist of his wrist he cut away her bikini top, letting it fall as her firm round breasts were exposed. Still holding the blade gently against her smooth, damp skin he then drew it down to her hips. Pausing a moment to let her suffer in expectation a little more, he then cut away her bikini bottoms leaving her completely naked. He put the knife aside and took up a riding crop from on top of the chest. He traced the top up her legs and ass, then whacked it across the firm cheeks as they quivered under the blow. He continued this for several minutes, each time landing the crop in a different place. Sometimes he laid a stroke across her strong thighs or hips. Then he slowly walked around the front and began to repeat the process on her tits, leering at her the whole time. Blow after blow of the stinging leather rained over her pouting breasts as they turned red with pain.
Thread: Kate's Hell. (Celebstars and DeRe)

The chains pulled her up by her wrists, causing strain on her joints. It pulled her up making her on her toes for support, something which wasn't very comfortable. Kate's eyes opened wide when she saw the blade, and she squirmed under the gag in her mouth as it traced her fine smooth skin over her shoulder before cutting away her bikini top. Medium sized breasts popped in to view, light pink areola's and nipples facing the man who had captured her. Tears were streaming down her face as she stood topless in front of him. Kate didn't know why he was doing this to her. He just kidnapped her and took her here just to strip her off her clothes so far. Her body felt the blade caress further down her curves before cutting away at the orange bikini bottoms. Her plump round ass and shaven pussy groin area were also part of the show now as she looked at him putting the blade away and getting a riding crop. Mmmmmm! she tried moaning in fear but her voice was drowned out by the gag. Shaking her head she shouted in distant pain as he hit her along her ass. Kate had never felt so much pain before and she was made to endure it over and over on different parts. Her cheeks were a dark red and her breasts soon followed as he hit them to. Her face was wet with tears as she wanted him to stop.
Thread: Kate's Hell. (Celebstars and DeRe)

With well-aimed lashes the Man turned Kate's porcelain skin a burning red. He focused on her most tender and intimate areas, working hard to elicit as much pain as possible from her toned body. Her muffled sobs and screams were punctuated by the slap of skin on leather. Working the whip around to her crotch, he began to pound her pussy mound, striking along the thing strip of neatly trimmed public hair. He landed several strikes right in the perfect place, sending excruciating shudders through Kate like nothing she had experienced before. Suddenly the Man ceased the blows, standing back behind Kate. He ran his eyes along her shivering, sweaty body as the gag choked her pleas and cries. Putting the whip back up on the wall he then took a long spreader bar from beside it. As Kate struggled he grabbed her elegant legs and strapped her ankles into the restraints of the spreader. They were now held open nearly two feet apart, pulling hard on her powerful toned thighs. Remaining behind and out of sight of Kate, the Man begun to finger her pussy. He tested the lips first, before inserting a first and then a second finger deep inside it. He worked the tender flesh roughly, prodding hard and deep into the most intimate part of her. As she wiggled and yelped reached around he slapped and pinched her tits hard. Finding his cock now firm as a rod, he slipped it fast and rough into her tight, dry snatch. With increasing tempo he began to fuck her steadily.
Thread: Hopeless Conviction. ( Me and kat )

This is you stop.. hello? Grace flicked out of her thoughts, and focused on the cabdriver. Before getting out of the cab, she payed him and thanked him for the ride. To be honest, she wasn't really sure she wanted to be there. The last time she had been to a nightclub, had been before she had gotten pregnant. A lot of things had changed since then, the music, the drinks, the people. Of course she had changed as well, but not for the better. With a husband treating her like a slave, there hadn't been much positive development, how could there? Scrubbing his floors, cooking his food, bringing him his beer. It wasn't much of a life, and it didn't leave much room for improvement. But she had food in her stomach and clothes on her back, she should be grateful. That was her husband's opinion anyway. And then he had gone and cheated on her. Grace had long ago stopped thinking highly of her husband, but that had to be a low point, even for him. What could this intern have that she didn't? If anything she was offended, and just a tiny bit hurt. There wasn't really any love in the relationship, so the pain was just because she hadn't really thought he would ever stoop so low. The main emotion she had was anger, that he would throw away their marriage like that. For him it was ideal, the only thing he had to do was work. Everything else was provided, but it seemed it hadn't been enough. Checking her makeup in her powder box one last time. She took a deep breath before heading inside the nightclub. The red dress she was wearing had been a 'proper' dress. Showing no cleavage what so ever. But, the top ten centimeters from the chest to the neckline had buttons. So she had just unbuttoned them and tucked the edges in, so that it now showed a reasonable amount of flesh. Well than and she had folded the bottom up a few times, so that it was quite a bit shorter than it hand been before. Her husband had the annoying habit of wanting to cover her up, whenever they went out. Which meant that she had no flaunting clothes at all. So she had had to improvise. Stepping up to the bar, Grace looked around trying to spot the bartender. She straightened up at the feeling of a hand on her backside, it shocked her, but some small part of her was intrigued as she turned to face him. He was handsome, she had to give him that. Scanning his face, she looked for his intention, and even though she might have spotted it in his features. For some reason she chose to ignore it. At least subconsciously. an apple martini She accepted with a nod. Whether or not it was a good idea, she was unsure of. But she was reminded of why she was here. Payback, if her husband could throw away their marriage that easily, then so could she. And she was going to prove it.
Thread: Hopeless Conviction. ( Me and kat )

She sure was equipped quite decently, so jack would find at least when he spotted her cleavage, though he found her garb more intriguing, it was as though she was a shy kind of wallflower, the kind that you'd not expect to find in a woman like her, this was more like the attempt of a young girl trying for a boy to notice her, a good girl wishing to be corrupted. Intriguing indeed, usually a woman like her would have had plenty experiences to know what she wanted, though this particular young woman had something uncertain about herself, as though she wanted attention, but didn't really want to. There was no show of force applied to her though, not with a dress like this, she simply didn't seem to know herself if this was the right path to go about whatever she desired, and unaware of the true background to her garb, he simply assumed her wish to quickly straighten up again and pull out without giving away what she might have been involved in, or, tried to anyway. One Apple Martini for the lady, and a Whiskey for me, what you have.. he placed his order, he didn't seem to picky about the brand he was given, long as there was that pleasant sensation that near each kind of whiskey came with, that density of the fluid on his tongue and the sharp sting of softly intense flavor. So.. he begun after placing his order, his gaze returned to assess this women besides him and his chances to really find the kind of woman he wanted in her, and thus the chances to peel her out of her dress and have her show more then she dared to now. I'm Jack, pleasure to meet you. he said and added with a smile. I haven't seen you around here before, it's nice to see though there's still pretty women like you around to grace this establishment. he told her, a somewhat aggressive approach to woe her with words as he had little intention to prolong this more then required, he had come here in search for something that delighted him, and though she pretty much fit the description, he'd not be ashamed to let her know just what he was after, there was no point pretending seeing as it was likely just going to be a night of pleasure before she went from wherever she came from and she at least seemed to interested to invite someone to such pleasures, or she would not have bothered altering the true nature of her dress like that.
Thread: Hopeless Conviction. ( Me and kat )

The whole situation was very foreign for Grace. In the nearly twenty years she had been married to Paul, she hadn't been out on her own like that. At least not to a place like this. Of course she had been out. Along with the other housewives she had been to 'safe places' like cafe's or the country club. If she planned on going anywhere Paul would always interrogate her about where she was going, and who was going with her. And if he didn't like the sound of it, she wasn't allowed to go. Simple as that. Sure the country club was fine, it was a nice change to the four walls of the house in the suburbs. But Grace wanted more than that. She was so sick of the trivial life, where nothing ever changed. Her daughter Laura had more of a life than she had ever had, and man did Grace envy her. But basically no man that hadn't gotten the stamp of approval from Paul, had uttered more than 5 words to Grace. So this was totally unexplored territory. Especially the compliment. Grace couldn't even remember the last time Paul had said anything positive about her looks. With him the closest she would get would be a 'that's better' or 'what do you know, you actually look okay' it was such hard work with him. But her nerves prevented her from replying the compliment with the slight smile it deserved. I'm Grace, you wouldn't have seen me before. It's my first time here Grace wasn't sure if she should feel comfortable in his company, if that was a good idea. But there was something nice about the way his eyes seemed to linger at her cleavage and her behind. Figuring that it was her time to say something, she said the only thing she could think of. Do you come here often? It was such a bad pick up line, and the nervous tone her voice had, didn't make it sound like a pick up line at all.
Thread: Hopeless Conviction. ( Me and kat )

A beautiful name for a beautiful woman, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. was his response, a smile added in return to her own. Grace seemed perfect, she was genuinely shy it seemed, and the fact that she let him buy her a drink after his first impression on her was offering tales what she was here for, she too wanted an adventure, but she was conservative about it. Question was, should he be bolder even and risk scaring her away ? Well, he still had a drink to empty and that would be time enough to test the waters with her. M, depends, I guess I would come here a lot more often with you around Grace, this place seems brighter with you. he said, distracted for a moment though as the drinks arrived. He would take his glass soon as the bartender placed it down and briefly move the glass in a circle, watching the content carefully before offering it in a toast. Here's to a lovely evening. he offered, and then would swap the glass into his other hand while he moved closer to stand right besides her, his right hand gently placed onto her right hip, deciding after all that he'd try his luck now. So, what has lead such a lovely young woman to a place like this hm ? you do not seem the Party type my dear. he asked and concluded, getting rather comfortable with her to pressure her into a conclusion of intentions, he wanted her in bed, and she was obviously not at all averted by his advances, though women seldom consented to just a quick fuck, it went against their pride to openly admit that they had come just to get laid.
Thread: Hopeless Conviction. ( Me and kat )

Every compliment he spent on her, was like drops of water on a dry sponge. She absorbed it all, as if she had never gotten a compliment in her whole life. As their drinks arrived, Grace took her glass and pulled it towards her, fumbling nervously with the stem of the glass. Her eyes returned to his face as he offered a toast. Raising her glass to meet his toast, she wasn't sure how to react as he moved in closer, putting his hand on her hip. A part of her felt like running back to the safety of her home, and never talk of it again. But the biggest part of her was intrigued by him. And wasn't this what she wanted? Payback, even if Paul never knew, she would feel better for it. Leveling the play field. An attempt to convince herself that she cared as little for their marriage as he did. That she could mirror his actions if she wanted to. That she wasn't the dumb slut, that he always claimed she was. He had said time and time again that no one else would want her. And if you get told something often enough, you end up believing it. At least until now, now she wanted to prove him wrong. And this man seemed interested, maybe he would be the one to help her prove her point. Even if it was just to prove it to herself. I needed a change Grace said, it was the truth, but without telling too much about her sad story. She wouldn't want to bother him with all that. She took a big gulp of her martini. A bit of liquid confidence wouldn't hurt, as she was really nervous. It showed on how her eyes flickered back and forth, from looking around the bar, to looking at him, to her drink and back again. But she didn't move the hand on her hip, or make any motions to wanting him to move it.