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Thread: Her Overlord {Crushed and SilverGrrl}

Alice was hardly a virgin she was a young woman who enjoyed sex. But she'd never felt anything like she did when Kain pushed himself up inside her fully. It was as though he'd just opened another dimension inside her a dimension of a confusing array of sensations, chief among them an overwhelming rash of pain that caused her slender frame to melt forward, leaning onto him weakly as she struggled. Even with her arms free she could do nothing to resist, letting them fall limply around his shoulders her face contorted, her cheeks red, her eyes wide, her mouth an O of confusion. Yet what he was saying, hurtful as it was, almost rang true. She had imagined so many fantastical scenarios in the moments she'd been waiting for him maybe even before, watching him on stage, listening on his music. She'd imagined being one of his girls, serving him, imagined a night of tender lovemaking on a bed strewn with roses, imagined his soft kisses brushing her nape and collarbone. She just hadn't imagined how much his hands on her tiny waist could hurt as they pulled her further down onto his lap. Leaning her head forward against his shoulder, she began to softly cry.
Thread: Her Overlord {Crushed and SilverGrrl}

He felt her tears falling against his chest and felt a well of triumph. he held the sobbing girl to him almost gently, then reached back and pulled her ass up a little, sliding some of the cock out, then pushing her down and back in again. He loved it being everything to her, in that moment. The source of her pain. The source of her comfort. Come on, he whispered in her ear. Come on, start fucking me. In and out, up and down. It's not difficult. And if you don't do it I might get angry.... His tone was calm, almost tender, but there was no mistaking the warning in his voice.
Thread: Her Overlord {Crushed and SilverGrrl}

Alice felt a dread chill when he said that she did not even want to think of what might happen if she angered him. Sniffling bravely, she pulled the bunched up top and gloves from her tired arms, flexing her hands, and tried to summon a grip either side of his knotted shoulders. Clinging to him, her bare front rubbing against his muscled chest, sliding the fabric of her bra up and down and tickling at her sensitive nipples beneath, she tried as hard as she could to gain some purchase, scrabbling for a better grip with her legs. It took effort but she was just about able to haul herself up ahead of his next thrust, riding it, and then slowly lowering herself onto him, her hips meeting his in a squeeze that pushed the breath from her and left her voice trembling with a tiny moan of discomfort and hurt. Her face had gone from flushed excitement to pallid terror and big droplets of tears hung in each of her dark brown eyes she had to fight to control her wobbling lower lip. But she could not control the pitiful groans that she had to let out every time her hips sank onto his impaling tower. His sick leer loomed directly in her face, but she dared not look away, her whole body shaking in terror at realizing how much he was enjoying her suffering. Up and down her tiny frame went, riding him as slowly as she could manage, the strain on her arms so great she occasionally slipped, causing her to jolt down in a manner that allowed him to stab up deeper inside her each time she would shriek a soft wail of distress, even as sensations of a thousand varieties tingled every cell of her body.
Thread: Her Overlord {Crushed and SilverGrrl}

Now that he didn't have to guide her movements, he reached up and undid her bra, throwing it aside. he caressed her breasts and stomach, then wrapped his arms around her to her back. He put her limp arms around his neck as if hugging him as their thrusts began to synchronize and he reveled in her desperate moans. His arms around her, he pressed them together, engulfing her with his size again. Now he was inside her and all around her, inescapable. He tangled one hand in her hair and pulled, tilting her head back, and he began to nuzzle into her neck, biting down on her hard, with an almost animal smile. He would take his teeth off her every few seconds to whisper in her ear. My god you're such a tight little slut, he said. Come on, work it harder, you can do better than that, whore. Let me feel you really fuck me...
Thread: Her Overlord {Crushed and SilverGrrl}

Her body felt utterly used as his fingers trailed possessively over the firm slopes of her breasts, brushing at the hardening dark peaks of her nipples and running down her the curve of her spine. In her eyes, the pool of tears overflowed, and a single drop rolled down each of her cheek, dribbling down to her chin to drip onto her bared chest. Her arms clung tightly to him, fighting for leverage, desperate to stay ahead of his thrusts to lessen the impact of his huge member, but his harsh words hissed in her ear confirmed her fate. Her neck stung wildly where he bit at it, the tender skin blushing red, and she let loose more tears, her lips trembling wildly. Gripping on with legs, using the friction of her high socks the only clothing she'd been allowed to keep by this stage she tried to go a little faster, but the growing pain was blocking out any pleasure on her part. Rolling her hips sideways in a circular motion worked a little, but it only served to allow him to damage new, unexplored parts of her insides, and futile whimpers started sparking from her mouth. Please...please...please... she was gasping into his ear, over and over, her words meaningless as the pain of bouncing up and down on him, faster and faster, in time to his sick orders, overwhelmed her senses. She dared not whisper for mercy even while her body screamed for it.
Thread: Her Overlord {Crushed and SilverGrrl}

The quivering, weeping girl in his arms was driving him wild, he bit into her again with a genuine snarl, this time drawing just a tiny drop of blood. So it's not enough for you, cunt? he hissed dangerously. He rolled the two of them over, throwing her back onto the couch as he now knelt beside it. He looked down at her...so far down. Her view must be fantastic his muscled chest rising over her, coursing with sweat, his cruel leer looking down at her.... Almost as good as his view. she lay before him with her knees up around her ankles, not a stitch of clothing but her thigh high socks. Her pussy was distended and red where he had forced himself into it. Her face was bright red, covered with tears, and he pleas and moans made her mouth twist and twitch in a way that seemed so desperate and futile. As if she had already faced the fact that there was no escape and had nothing left to do but cry and beg....and knew that even that was hopeless. Now that he had full freedom of motion, he began to fuck her in earnest, one hand on her hip, pounding in and out of her like a factory piston. As he fucked her, he reached up one massive hand and slid it around her neck, applying the tiniest amount of pressure to her throat with his thumb.
Thread: Her Overlord {Crushed and SilverGrrl}

Alice screeched when he nipped hard at her neck. It felt raw and when his mouth left her, she clamped a hand on, feeling torn flesh, even blood. She was sobbing openly now, her body shaking with the effort of crying, her face streaming with tears that stung the bitemarks on her neck and dripped onto her chest. Her long hair was wildly messed, her bare skin covered in marks where Kain's unrelenting grip had raked her. When he towered over her, lying winded on the couch, it was like she was seeing some vast monster rise from an abyss. Seven foot of sweat gleaming muscle cast a shadow over her pallid frame and her eyes widened in terror at the look of pure lustful rapaciousness that darkened the features of the man she had come to the gig tonight to worship. She could find no words to protest, dared not resist with her arms or legs, did not even hazard a breath, lying in still repose for her fate. He resumed, and the force of his attack knocked her senses spinning. Half dazed, she could at least take some comfort from knowing she was not fully experiencing the extent of the hurt he was pouring into her, barely able to register the extent to which his size was going to rearrange her, and mark her. Then a hand, more a paw, really, crept up. At first she feared he was going to strike her, but it settled on her ribcage, a thumb that seemed the size of her wrist extending up to lightly press down on her neck. She felt the soft skin yield and her eyes filled with a new set of tears as a shallow croak of No! died in her soundless throat.
Thread: Her Overlord {Crushed and SilverGrrl}

He heard the strangled exclamation and his grin widened, mixing with his lustful glare to create a mask of pure insanity across his face. That's right, slut , he said, shoving into her extra hard on the word slut, You could fucking die here tonight, slut. I could just fucking choke the life right out of you. But at least you got to meet me before it happened, right? And think how beautiful it will sound in your song, chocked to death skewered on the cock of your idol. I told you you didn't know what pain was, slut. My dick is just lesson one. Still pounding into her, he started to gently press harder and harder on her windpipe.
Thread: Her Overlord {Crushed and SilverGrrl}

His words were making Alice's heart pound so hard she thought it might jump out of her chest. Nothing was like she'd imagined the face that adorned every poster in her bedroom was now twisted into an evil mask of pain above her the body that she'd worshipped on stage was forcing itself on her in brutal, jolting thrusts the hand she'd thought might brush hair from her cheek was threatening to choke the life from her. As his grip tightened, stars sprang into view at the periphery of her vision. Time was starting to drip. Whatever he was saying now she could barely discern she heard him spit slut at her but little else it made no sense. Her long lashed eyes fluttered, her body twisting and contorting as she desperately strove for a glimmer of a breath somewhere that she could cling to. All the while she was dully conscious of the wet slaps of him driving himself ever deeper inside her.
Thread: Her Overlord {Crushed and SilverGrrl}

He suddenly let go of the pressure on her throat and slapped her to make sure she was conscious. He didn't want her passing out while he was fucking her not yet, anyway. He thrust into her harder and longer now it probably wouldn't be too long before he came... And he was already making plans for the next step. She wasn't the first girl he'd raped like this. She was quite right most of his songs were about girls he had fucked. An awful lot of them on the road. He could already tell Alice's song was going to be magnificent. But she was different. He wanted her. He wanted to keep her, his, forever, and he was already making plans on how to do it, in the tiny portion of his mind not caught up in the whirlwind of emotions that came from having her pussy clamped onto his cock while she choked and gasped and wept.
Thread: Down a Peg

At least you could say one thing for Alex. His inflated ego wasn't as misplaced as some guys with cash. He was something of a financial genius, but that was probably just what happens when you got economics lessons added to your school work since the first grade. Either way, he was clearly being groomed to run the family businesses and his father made a very large effort to keep him happy. Part of it was the fact that if he didn't Alex would simply shift some of his money into the stock market to make the cash anyway, which tended to put them into a higher income bracket. The most recent gift intended to keep his son from exercising the keys to the financial kingdom in detrimental ways was a classic Jaguar type-E, purchased from an apparent friend of the family. Alex had, naturally, been going on about this all day. Their parents were leaving for a week and expected this to keep him from getting up to any sort of trouble, apart from the odd speeding ticket, which would never see the light of day. He was, of course, making himself insufferable up until then. Not that he wasn't good at that all the time. It was hard to imagine that he could be any more full of himself. Surprisingly enough, Alex didn't actually have much in common with his father physically. The boy was slender and a bit on the short side, honestly looking a bit more like his mother than anyone else. Despite his girlish looks it was hard to say he didn't look good. His blond hair went nicely with his emerald green eyes and he had a great smile, even if he was generally smiling for one insufferable reason or another. He dressed fairly simply when he didn't have anyone to impress, just wearing jeans and a simple shirt at the moment.
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Sarah was up in her room, flipping through magazines, as she'd done all morning. Long blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, and dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a tank, she was unsuspecting enough, and usually a pretty good enough girl. Not that anyone cared. A week. An entire week. With Alex. Fantastic. Freaking brilliant. If she didn't have enough to deal with she'd have to had her brat of a brother to add to the mix. Maybe she could go shopping later, that might get her mind off things. Or at least make the week a little better, and she had some old clothes to donate anyway. She let out a sigh, hearing her brother rummage about downstairs. Ugh. Fantastic, he was still here. Maybe she'd get lucky and he'd calm down while the rent's were out. She was the oldest, she'd be in charge, he'd have to chill out a little bit right?
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Alex looked up when his sister entered the room, beaming like he had been since he'd been handed the keys to his new wheels. Morning Sarah. How's my big sister doing? He asked with a smug grin. If she'd learned anything from every other time they'd been left alone, no one was ever really in charge of Alex. Sometimes he could be tolerable but one look at that smile told her this was not going to be one of those days. He twirled the keys lightly around his finger as he stepped up to his sister. Seeing as how she was older than him and he was pretty short anyway he had to look upward a bit to look her in the eyes. So, I'm going out for a drive in my new Jag. Mom and dad said to clean the house and I was just going to pay someone to come by and do it but then I figured, since you're stuck here you'd have plenty of time to do it. He said. She knew for a fact that if she didn't do it he'd just end up going back to the original plan. Housework wasn't something Alex would end up doing if he could possibly help it.
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Since you have so much time on your hand's why don't you just hang around here for a while and do it. Sarah snapped back at him, pushing herself up into a sitting position. Clearly she had been mistaken about him not being that bad. And who told you, you could go out and do anything today? I don't remember you asking me. she huffed, folding her arms in-front of her chest. Her temper already flaring up a bit. Alex couldn't keep going though life thinking it was this easy. Everything didn't always come to you, sometimes you had to work for it.
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See... I would, but the thing is, I don't really want to. So either you do it or we hire someone to. He said with a shrug. Really, Alex wasn't looking to cooperate today, especially with any idea that didn't involve taking his new car out for a spin. He slipped the keys back into his pockets as he started past her fro the door. I don't remember getting the memo that said I have to ask you before I go where I want to. He said, clearly planning on ditching her to go out for a drive anyway.
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Sarah's temper flared up as he spoke. Ugh! She got up and pushed him down onto the ground storming past him, heading for the kitchen. That was it. She was tired of his crap, tired of his smug superiority. Someone needed to teach him a lesson and if her parents wernt going to, she would. Hurriedly, and without thinking to much about it she grabbed a bottol of pills, popping two out. Enough to keep him down for a few hours while she figured out what to do. She waiting weirdly calm until she could hear him storming towards her. She'd force these down his throat and wait for him to pass out, she'd sit on him if she had to. All she needed was him to be out of it for a while, so she could work on getting everything else ready.
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His big sister didn't have to shove all that hard to put Alex on his ass. He wasn't particularly heavy and she'd seriously caught him off guard with that one. Still, they'd had a few fights when they were younger and she knew better than to assume that things would be easy without an overwhelming advantage. Then again, that was probably what the pills were for. Alex was coming right for her too. What the hell do you think you're doing Sarah? He growled angrily as he stomped towards the kitchen. He wasn't exactly sure what he was going to do but he knew it was going to be something she was going to regret. Either way, the young man wasn't paying enough attention to notice what she was getting ready to do to him. Which was good, because once she'd done it he was going to be kicking and hollering for all he was worth and those pills would take a little bit to put him under.
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Watching, with bated breath as her brother walked into the kitchen, Sarah sprang at Alex from behind, knocking him back down on his ass and straddling him, clamping her thighs firmly on either side of his hips and holding his arms above his head with a hand. As his shocked look sank in, her other hand was over his mouth in an instant, forcing the two little pills between his lips, and clamping his mouth shut. Swallow! she ordered, trying to keep his mouth and nose sealed with her hand. She leaned her all the weight her small frame would allow, while Alex had a good head, he lacked much physical prowess, and having taken gymnastics and cheerleading for most of her life, she had a definite advantage over the boy when it came to strength and endurance. Just calm down Alex, relax, relax and sleep for a bit.
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Alex hit the ground with a thump. Between the fact that his sister was the more athletic of the two and he was taken by surprise there was absolutely no chance of him fighting back. It took him just a second to get a full grasp of the scene. Get the fuck off of me! He growled as he struggled under her. He didn't get a chance to do any additional shouting however as what she had in mind for him would naturally involve losing the ability to talk for a bit. He coughed a bit when the pills hit the back of his throat, which was a shame since it meant he couldn't bite her before she was holding his mouth shut. He knew not to swallow, some part of him was screaming at him hard as it could that he wouldn't like the results and he was kicking and squirming accordingly, his eyes still wide with shock. His big sister was stronger than he was though and they both knew it. It wasn't any real surprise when he finally found he was swallowing automatically, a defeated look finding its way to his eyes. Naturally the pills weren't instant but the fight still went out of him pretty quick when he started to get groggy. He was fighting it as best he could though. He didn't think Sarah would really hurt him not that he'd thought she'd do something like this either but he knew that whatever she was going to do to him, it wouldn't be anything good. Sure enough though, he ended up passing out a few minutes later.
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Awww, that's a good little boy. Sarah cooed, stroking the top of his head. She let out a light chuckle, pretty certain of what to do with him now. Soon she had drug his unconscious body down into the basement and over to bathroom. It was a nice basement, furnished well and served a lot like a second den or a party room when it was needed. She went about her work quickly, barely stopping to think about what she was doing. She stripped him of his clothing, leaving him bare on to bathroom floor and smoothed Nair over his slender frame, working quickly to remove all traces of body hair. She marveled at how easily this was going to be, taking great joy in thinking about how he would react when he awoke. In the end she decided to wait, after running up stairs and getting what she needed, she only clad him in a pair of black lacy panties, red flowers decorating his groin. She let out a giggle, snapping a quick picture of him before binding his hands behind his back with some spare utility cord.
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By now she could have said whatever she wanted to Alex and he would have barely noticed it. If he wasn't actually asleep he was only just barely managing to fight it, and he couldn't have possibly kept himself from nodding off. It wouldn't be until at least a couple of hours later that he woke up so she had more than enough time to strip him bare and get rid of his body hair, lest it ruin the illusion. Honestly, he really did look perfectly feminine, save for the fact that his chest was flat as a board. His hips even had a bit more of a curve to them than most guys, and he had quite a nice ass. Surprisingly enough though, he was actually pretty damn hung, and when she'd slipped those panties on there was a noticeable bulge in them still. He groaned softly as she slipped the panties on, the lace probably proving to be quite an unusual feeling for him. It wasn't until she was binding his hands that he started to come to, and even then he was too groggy to have done anything about it. When his eyes fluttered open there was a brief moment of shock. He clearly didn't remember her drugging him or how he'd gotten here but he was definitely straining against the extension cord that held his hands together. What the hell? He asked, blushing furiously when he realized what was going on, his eyes soon meeting Sarah's. What the hell is this Sarah? He growled, still unable to seem quite as in charge as he usually projected. He clearly knew he was in deep shit.
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She grinned, a strange feeling coursing throughout her body at his first response. What is this honey? she cooed softly, letting him see the photo. Why don't you tell me sweetie? she giggled, stroking his hair. I just came down here to find you wearing a pair of my panties all tied up nice and tight.... It seemed a bit odd to me personally. a sly smile crossed her face. And unless you shut your trap and listen to me, it'll seem odd to everyone. Imagine, that bright young man, made all that money, is nothing more than a little pervert! Can you see it on the news? Photos of the city perv, in his sisters panties? How much do you think your money would be worth then? How much would your reputation be worth?
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She had him by the balls and he knew it, his expression going from angry to horrified pretty damn quickly. Her demeanor ought to have pissed him off but right now he was far too worried to risk yelling at her for this. He couldn't believe that his big sister had done something like this or had plotted anything so devious. You can't do this... If anyone sees that picture I'll be ruined! Dad'll cut me off and kick me out! He said, fear obvious in his eyes. He already knew full well that despite his own brilliance, he needed his father's connections for much of what he did. Admittedly, many of those connections were now his connections too but he couldn't really repair the damage to his reputation that that photo would do. Please don't show anyone. He whimpered, looking up at his big sister pleadingly.
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Oh we are going to fix you up nice and good sweetie. she giggled, a strange high running through her head. She ran her finger along his side for a moment, thinking. Your going to do everything I say Alex. Do you understand? Every word. I'm going to untie your baby smooth bottom and your going to follow me, or everyone is going to think your a dirty little pervert. Understand?