Rape Universe

.RAVENHOLD

Notes from the Author:

A lot of you may have some questions about the story itself. Like, who the hell is Dyna and why is she spying. Or who are those three Dark Ones that captured her. And what happen to her? Will she end up as tiger food or another thing entirely (pun intended)? Anyway, be assured that all questions will be answered as the story progresses. Oh yeah, comments and criticisms are always appreciated. In fact, they usually help me to write the next chapters faster. -_*

Note: this on going story includes graphic torture, rape, killing, bestiality and bondage. If you feel offended by them, I suggest that you get the hell out now. The World of Ravenhold is NOT for innocents. But, if you are okay with it then, I bid you welcome to dark world of Ravenhold.
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Chapter Two: Lust

After a while, her blindfold fell off. Dyna opened her eyes and gasped before freezing in terror.

Standing right before her was a large white tiger. It was a male, judging from the way his dick was erect and hanging down, and he looked at least 800 to 900 pounds and 12 feet long. The tiger stopped licking and looked at her. Dyna glanced around the room frantically, hoping for a way to get out. Sweat trickled down from her forehead to the floor, as she stayed perfectly still and watched the tiger’s every move. She knew that it could easily attack and eat her up in her bound state.

But this tiger seemed to cast a strange spell upon her. It kept looking up at the bound Elemental with his large golden eyes. Then it continued licking. At first Dyna was too terrified to react. But soon the pleasurable sensations kicked in and she found herself slowly enjoying it. The tiger was good at this, she thought. Part of her (and that part of her was slowly weakening) wanted to get out and escape while the other part wanted to grab his head and pull it closer so it lick deeper. Yes, good. So good, she thought incoherently. She writhed and sobbed in delight as he ran his cat tongue in her several times. This hurt her very much that she thought he took the skin off. She gasped, finding herself becoming more and more aroused. Liquid dripped out from her but the tiger quickly licked it up.

The tiger seemed to be trained to lick people off and he was doing a very good job at it. A heavy scent of sex and lust was in the air. He used his tongue and his lips to work her over. Dyna screamed again as he rubbed her clitoris again with his sharp teeth and sobbed when he continued licking. She was nearly mindless with lust and only whites could be seen in her eyes as she twisted against her bonds. She was right at the verge of cumming when he stopped sucking and let her fall. Dyna could tell that the tiger was going to slowly play with her all night.

Dyna felt him move his one of his paws off her and place it under her ass. She gasped, feeling something being shoved up her ass. It was one of his big claws. It moved around slightly and scratched the lining of her anus. It wasn’t painful but it made her itch. He resumed licking her cunt while he had the claw in her ass. Dyna moaned, loving every minute of it.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Ayo and her two male companions were watching all this from their hidden security cameras. Her breathing was labored and she found herself slowly being aroused at the sight. She felt her juices flowing like a river out of her vagina, down her swelling labia to saturate her panties. She could feel her labia swelling and her clit hardening.

Behind her, her two male companions have already come up with a solution to this. Ayo grinned as she glanced at them and found one of them sucking the other off. She will join them, later. She had… other things in mind first. She turned her attention back towards the now screaming Elemental and gave her comlink a slight tap. “Let’s make this play more…. Interesting for our little whore.”
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The tiger suddenly stopped licking her as Dyna heard the door open and turned to look. She didn’t see anyone standing there. The tiger stood up and walked out of the room. Dyna seethed and trembled in frustration. She was mad that the tiger just walked out on her like that. She glanced around the room. No one. Absolutely no one was there. She groaned and cursed inwardly. She wanted the tiger to come back and finish her.

She glanced up when she heard some growling and moving in the other room and saw the tiger enter the room again, this time followed by a male lion. The lion sat down between her legs. It had a big black mane and was a little larger than the tiger. Dyna stared at it fearfully, in spite of her present needs, and found herself finding the lion sexy.

The tiger circled them several times just watching. The lion had other plans. He laid down the same way as the tiger with one large paw up on each her thigh, and nuzzled her cunt before licking. Dyna moaned and screamed as the lion kept her right on the edge of cumming.

The tiger wanted some action. He walked up behind her head and straddled her neck. His short spinney sick hung right over her mouth, the smell of his cock was very pungent. Dyna opened her mouth as he squatted down, sitting on her face and shoving his cock in her mouth.

Dyna sucked off the tiger while the lion licked her cunt. His cock was short and had little spines all over it. She ran her tongue over this warm piece of meat, tasting and enjoying the sweet pre-cum. Then she took all of his cock into her mouth and sucked. The tiger started to purr, apparently enjoying what Dyna was doing to him. Then the tiger growled and his dick twitched. A jet of cum sprayed in the back of her throat. This sent Dyna over the edge. The lion knew it and moved his rough tongue over her clitoris. She cried out and cummed all in the lions awaiting mouth.

The tiger was roaring as he mercilessly pumped his load of hot tiger milk down her throat. Dyna swallowed every drop, wanting more. She lay down in ecstasy, her throbbing cunt still dripping. Suddenly the lion got up and so did the tiger. Dyna watched as they strolled out of the room, hoping that they would return soon. She closed her eyes and moaned. She wasn’t sure whether she could keep her lust in control for long.

The sound of footsteps caused her to open her eyes and look up. Dyna saw the woman who had captured her earlier.
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Ayo smiled as she got down and examined the prisoner. The Elemental was dripping in her lust. Her labia was completely swollen and engorged with blood and her clit was now fully exposed sticking out from her hood. She spread Dyna’s legs apart and the Elemental’s labia fell apart easily like a beautiful flower in full bloom. Ayo examined her more closely. Dyna’s lips glistened droplets of her juices running down her labia. The Elemental moaned, feeling her cunt was on fire. Ayo slowly brought two fingers up between Dyna’s swollen wet labia to her erect clit and grinned when the Elemental cried out in grateful delight.

“How do you like my pets?” Ayo asked and she began rubbing the Elemental’s clit.

“Ahhhh. . . .!”

“Do you want more from both my pets?”

“Yes I want them, please bring them back!” Dyna knew she sounded mad but she wanted to fuck her pets really bad.

“As you wish.” Ayo removed her finger and unstrapped all the hot and sweaty leather straps. Then she left the room.

Dyna sat up and blinked to get her bearings straight. She shivered in anticipated delight in what was to come next.

To be continued…

This is a result of my buddy’s current other obsession in progress. Fantasy novels. All characters: Midnite, Scyla and Skyler, Destran and Avillian are mine. Anyway, the scenario is this there are two factions fighting for the control of one world, Avillians and Destrans. I know it’s a lousy plot but hey, it seems to be the most popular one as of this moment. Just bear with him. Read. And Enjoy.

Psycho
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Battlefield Dreams: Slave
by Rapist

Scyla pulled at the collar around her neck. She could not believe Skyler. It was bad enough that they shared a psychic link, but now Skyler was on this kick of treating her like a slave, and chaining her to the wall with only enough room to either sit or stand. Not much else. She leaned against the rocky wall and closed her eyes. This was going to be a long day if she didn’t get back soon. Last thing she needed was Midnite on her case for not showing up for her shift again. Damn Skyler, she cursed. Her head drifted against her chest as she tried to rest. It was so uncomfortable trying to sleep in this position.

“Te hehehe, maybe I should lengthen the chain for you.” Skyler giggled. Her knelt before her and cupped her cheeks. “Midnite’s looking for you.” He stroked her cheeks. “I told him you were assisting me in an experiment to further his cause. Not too much of a lie I suppose.” The last part echoed through their psychic link.

She winced in slight pain and pulled away from him. “Stop it.” she growled, glaring at him.

Laughing he unlatched the chain and pulled her to her feet. He made sure he had a good grip on it. “Oh, you love it, my dear. Don’t deny it.” With a twist of his wrist, he dragged her into his arms. “You just love to perform.” Using his mind, he forced her to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him. He smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her tightly against him.

She mentally struggled against him, although to an on looker it would seem as if they were sharing a passionate kiss. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally let her go. She stumbled back a foot or two before the chain stopped her from going any further. “Skyler, that’s enough! I-I don’t love you!” she nearly screamed. “Not any more.”

All he did was laugh, a hideous sound that chilled her to the bones. “That no longer matters.”

She tried to inch away from him. “I’m warning you.” A sharp pain entered her head, causing her to collapse before him.

“You forget that *I* am your master.” He grabbed the back of her head and shoved her face against his crotch. “And *you* will please me as a slave should please their master.”

“FUCK off!”

“Remove it.”

She tried to fight him but his mind took control over hers. Her hands slowly began to unzip his pants against her own free will. She shook her head in denial. Within moments, Skyler was naked from waist below, releasing his thick rod. His erection sprang to full attention. Her eyes closed as she felt him push his rod against her lips. Fighting him was next to impossible; they had gone though this many times over the last few weeks. The choice was simple, either suck him off willingly or have him ram his rod down her throat and rape the living hell out of her mouth. Not waiting for him to get rough with her again, she took his organ in her mouth and gently started to suck.

“Now that’s not so bad, huh?” He stroked her helmet lovingly.

A low growl came from her as she wrapped her arms around his waist. She hated him with all her spark but he had the upper hand, she couldn’t fight him. His body stiffened and he pulled her tighter against him. She winced as she felt his orgasm thicken his rod even more. Then with a cry he climaxed, his juices shooting into her mouth. He held her against him until he was finished. She pulled away from him as soon as he let her go, spitting out as much of his juices as possible. Using the back of her hand, she wiped her mouth clean.

“What’s wrong, love? Don’t like the taste of me anymore?” He gave the chain a tug. “Don’t worry, I’ve found something more to your liking.” With a small growl, he dragged her to her feet and took her to a small cavern just outside his lab.

“Damn it, Skyler, you don’t need to do this!” she sneered, trying her damnest to pull out of his grasp. But he held the chain firmly. He gave a small shove into the cavern. Her optics widened in surprise. The room was furnished with what seemed to be a make shift bed with dozens of pillows and satin sheets. Leading her to the bed, he sat down on it and pulled her in between his legs. Her eyes were still focused on the decor. Everything was black with touches of gold. “Y-you did this for me?” she whispered.

He took a hold of her hips. “No, for us.” He lowered his head to her stomach and tenderly kissed her belly. “Dance for me.” he commanded, caressing her hips and rear.

“Skyler…”

His mind tugged at hers, encouraging to do as commanded. Sighing, she felt him take control of her body, forcing her hip to sway. She shook her head in frustration. Having him take control of her body was the most annoying experience going. He forced her hands to stroke her breasts, making her circle patterns over the armor before removing it. There was a “Hmmm” of satisfaction as he fondled one breast in his hand. She gasped when he pulled her closer and took her orb into his mouth. He pinched her nipple causing her to cry out. Despite how much she hated him right now, he did know how she liked her breasts being suckled. She continued swaying her hips, her hands stroking his head as she lifted her left leg, resting her foot on the bed. Her eyes shut when she felt his hand travel to her crotch. He removed its coverings, throwing the armor and clothing aside, then began to grope at her pussy. She threw her head back as he shoved one thick finger into her cunt. He began thrusting his finger in and out of her. Her panting became sharp cries of pleasure. Soon his hand was covered in her juices.

He lifted his head from her breasts. “I knew you liked it.” he murmured, kissing her belly again.

“Shut up and suck me.” she sneered.

He gave her a sharp stab through their link. She cried out in pain but held onto his head none-the-less. “Behave yourself, Beautiful.” He mentally commanded her claws to grope her port.

“N-no, Skyler…” One of her fingers slipped into her cunt. “I’ll behave!” she cried out. She nearly collapsed when he finally let her go.

He was grinning in amusement. How he wanted to watch her fuck herself or maybe another female…that was an idea. But it would have to wait. “Ask me politely.”

She pulled her fingers away from her wet pussy. She looked down at him with weary eyes. “Please…please, Skyler, suck me.” she begged.

Giving the chain a tug, he pulled her head down to his. “That’s better.” He claimed her lips again. She was much easier to control than he had ever imagined. Holding her hips firmly he flipped her onto the bed.

She gasped as he buried his face between her spread legs. Her head thrashed against the pillows, her hips thrusting upward. She could hear his laughter echo inside her mind. He knew the truth. He knew she liked having sex like this, well not so much being treated like a slave, but having him suckle her breasts then eat her out. Both of which he was very talented at. She wrapped her legs around his neck, trying to get a better seal. He merely chuckled, took a hold of her legs, and then sat up on his knees, pulling her lower half up with him. This was a difficult position for Scyla. She had to hold all her weight on her shoulders, but at this point, it no longer mattered. She was too far-gone. She raked her nails across her hot body, furthering her arousal. She barely even noticed the video cameras on the wall, casting their harsh lights over them.

Skyler watched her with interest. He had rarely ever seen her caress herself. Only when she wanted to turn him on, but never when they were in the middle of interfacing. It was a sight he would never forget. He felt her legs tighten around his neck and he knew she was about to lose yet another internal battle. A powerful orgasm shook her body. Cum flowed from her pussy as she cried out in pleasure. He made sure to suck it all up, making double sure her cunt was perfectly dry and that he still had some of her juices in his mouth. Letting her rear rest on the bed again, he pulled her into his arms. “No matter what you say, love, you wanted that. Admit it.”

“Yes…” she panted. She hated to admit it but it was true.

He adjusted her onto his lap. His cock rubbed her belly, precum smearing onto her. A rare smile crossed his features. Claiming her lips, he rakishly kissed her as he laid her back down. The juices he had kept in the corner of his mouth he shot past her lips. She gasped at the taste of her own juices. She unconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck and raised her hips to his. He took his cue and thrust into her moist pussy. She arched her back in pleasure, moaning against his lips. Her nails raked down his body to his rear. “Harder!” she pleaded, thrusting upwards.

“Shh…” he murmured, ramming his hips into hers. He balanced most of his weight on his forearms, watching her face intently as it scrunched up in great pleasure. She was so beautiful, he thought as he stroked her cheek.

She smiled, sensing his thoughts. “Thank you, Sky-mmhh…ahh!” she cried out as her climaxed was about to take her.

He sped up his thrusting as he wrapped an arm under her shoulders and fingered her left nipple. She thrashed beneath him, crying out his name as he flicked her nipple and rammed into her core. Watching her was bring him closer to his climax. He buried his face between her shoulder and neck and nibbled at her long sleek throat. She bucked beneath him then screamed as her climax washed over her. His followed right after, his hips stiffening as his rod surged within her. His cum splashed her inner walls as her muscles milked his dick for all it was worth. He unconsciously bit into her throat a little too hard, breaking the skin as his poisons spilled into the wound.

“Skyler?” she asked. Her voice shook with pain and exhaustion. “Ow…you’re hurting me! Skyler, stop it! NOW!” She tired shoving him off herself, but he held tight.

He had never thought of actually biting her before. And the taste of her blood was unlike anything he had tasted before. He should have tried this earlier. Scyla writhed beneath him, trying to knock him off. Her hands slapped against his head but he simply refused to let her go.

“Skyler…stop…” She felt light headed, everything seemed to spin. “…please…” Her eyes closed of their own accord. Her head rested against his as she slipped into unconsciousness. “…stop…”

“Hmmm…Amazing.” Skyler declared as he lifted his head. He stared down at the unconscious female. Fear flashed in his eyes as he tried to wake her. “Scyla, wake up! Damn it, bitch, wake up!” He grabbed her arms and began to shake her. Nothing happened. Quickly, he removed the chain and collar from around her neck and checked the bite mark he had made. It was oozing with green pus. “Smooth move, moron.” he muttered as he laid her back down on the bed and pulled out of her. Getting off the bed he quickly went to his lab and retrieved an anti-toxin. As he was about to go back to the room the intercom began to beep. “WHAT?” he yelled at his computer.

The screen lit up to show Midnite’s angry face. “Have you found Scyla yet?” he demanded, obvious to the fact the seeker was not wearing his battle armor.

Skyler hesitated. He glanced toward the room then back at the Destran leader. “Yes, she has been injured…poisoned after defeating three out of four Avilians.”

“Really?” Midnite was about to say more but Scyla’s scream interrupted them.

Skyler left the computer and Midnite, running as fast as he could to the female Destran. When he arrived, he found her thrashing on the bed. It took almost all his strength to hold her down. “Shh, shh, it’s okay.” he said soothingly. He pulled her into his arms, trying to calm her down. Pulling out the anti-toxin he carefully ejected it into her neck, just above the bite. It took a few minutes for her to stop thrashing. He cradled her as her body went limp.

His eyes were focused on the sleeping female. Next time I bite her, he thought, I cannot go over thirty seconds. He carefully laid her back down, making sure her head rested comfortably on the soft pillows. Taking one of the black and gold satin sheets, he covered her up. For the next couple of hours he merely sat there studying her.

After several hours, he left her alone. Going back to his lab, he sat down at his computer and downloaded everything he had recorded.

The End?

Of Maverix and Reptiles
by Psycho

He awoke with a groan, expecting to be in Flyaway’s med bay with a worried Raven by his side. Instead he found himself in a dark room, his hands tied behind his back and with a major headache. He tried to undo his bonds, but he found himself too weak. ‘Must be due to whatever they hit me with’ he thought grumpily. He sagged against the wall and shivered; it was so cold! ‘Wait a minute, cold? Ah, shit!’ Maverix remembered all that had happened. Himself, Airazor, Skydive, and Falcon had been captured by a Reptile magus named Viper, as punishment for interfering in some business he conducted.

Maverix groaned again as another wave of pain throbbed through his head. ‘I hope Airazor made it,’ he thought. She was supposed to go to Metrix and warn the others of what Viper was planning.

“Thinking about your friends?” someone said, and Maverix turned towards the source of the voice. “Don’t bother,” it continued, “they’ll be dead soon, and so will the other three that escaped. It’s only a matter of time, now.”
Maverix sat up and looked at the new visitor. He vaguely remembered seeing her, he now recognized that it was a female, before, he just couldn’t remember. “And you are-?”

The female laughed softly, which didn’t sound very pleasant. “Midnight.” Midnight ran her sharp nails down his jawline and purred, “But you can call me Mid.”

Maverix pulled away from her touch and spat out, “What do you want, Midnight? Have you come here to torture me before I die? Well, you’re wasting your time. I won’t tell you anything.”

Midnight frowned slightly, a smile still on her lips as she said, “What gave you the idea that I came here to torture you?”

Maverix snorted. “Please. I wasn’t born yesterday. I *do* have *some* experience in these matters.”

Midnight’s smile grew wider and she knelt down to him, her dress lowering enough so that Maverix had a good view of her breasts. “I was hoping you would say something along those lines.”

Maverix felt his desire grow, his body heating up and he began to pant slightly. Midnight came a bit closer, her lips just a few inches from his own, and his heart started pounding in his chest. “That wasn’t what I was referring to,” he breathed, his desire growing with each second that passed, the woman’s lips now so tantalizingly close to his own.

“Oh? And just what *were* you referring to?”

She was so close now, her breath hot on his face, and Maverix felt his erection through his pants. “Battle experience,” he whispered, his voice catching in his throat as she drew even closer.
“Do you have experience with women?” Her blunt question sent his arousal through the roof and he practically keened out loud with need.

“Yes!” Midnight smiled and said, “Good. I hate rookies-” and then her lips touched his in a passionate kiss.

He moaned softly, pressing his body into hers, and he deepened the kiss. Maverix felt her tongue slip into his mouth and he almost came right there. When he tried to wrap his arms around her, he discovered his hands were still tied behind his back. Midnight noticed his disappointment and she laid him on his back. “Don’t worry, you won’t be needing those.”

She slowly undid his pants, Maverix panting and moaning with her every touch. Her fingers brushed across his erect penis and he cried out, causing Midnight to smile with satisfaction. “I take it this is a new experience for you. Mating with repiles, I mean.” All Maverix could do was nod, which brought another laugh from Midnight. “I have to confess, I’ve never really slept with an Avillian before.” She moaned as her own arousal increased. “Kind of sexy if you ask me.” She slipped off the top part of her dress to reveal her small scale covered breasts. Another moan escaped Maverix’s throat and he fervently tried to touch them.

“Uh-uh, I told you, you won’t be needing those.” She lowered her head and engulfed his erect member with her mouth, his hips surging upwards at the intimate contact. Maverix screamed as she sucked on his penis, stroking the base with her hands as her mouth moved along its length. Maverix couldn’t restrain his climax and he spurted come into her mouth with a scream, his eyes closed and his entire body stiff. He sagged to the ground and opened his eyes, only to see Midnight straddled his waist and run her hands along his feathered chest. Maverix found himself rearing to go already, squirming as she rubbed the lips of her entrance against his erection.

Midnight eased herself on top of his penis, causing Maverix to come again. She laughed, remaining on top of him as she traced his jawline with her hand. She wiggled from side to side, making him moan with desire. She felt his penis harden inside of her and she marveled how quick he recovered. “Ready?” she asked, and Maverix eagerly nodded. She pulled up again, then moved down, using even, careful strokes. Maverix rose his body to meet hers, matching her pace with an ease only a seasoned lover could match. She arched her body, sighing with every stroke he made, sheathing himself deep within her. ‘Viper isn’t *this* good,’ she thought, moaning as he picked up the pace a bit. ‘Shame he has to die.’

Maverix was beyond rational thought at this point. He ceaselessly drove into the panting woman on top of him, not letting up until he heard her scream in ecstasy. Her muscles tightened inside of her, setting off Maverix’s final climax. He screamed, his penis sending spurts of ejaculate into her, causing her to reach another, albeit smaller orgasm. They panted together, sweat covering their bodies as they came down from their sexual high together. Midnight pulled off him and she gave him a small peck on the cheek. “You were great. Too bad you’re going to die soon; a terrible waste of a man. Merci beaucoup, and have a nice life. What’s left of it.”

Midnight left the room, leaving a half-naked and exhausted Maverix behind. It was the last day of his life; his captured life. Thanks to the efforts of Skydive, Maverix was rescued and all four of them warned Metrix in time. As for Viper and Midnight; they earned a one-way ticket to prison. For a very long time. And that suited Maverix just fine.

Perceptions
By Psycho

Skylight finished his sentence with a flourish of his hand, eyes glowing in enthusiasm. He flipped over a page, placing it on the bottom of a rather sizeable stack, and resumed his report. The senior officers shifted uncomfortably in their seats. They had been there for quite some time and knew that there was no relief in sight.

A slight tingling in his subconscious gently interrupted skylight’s rapture over his latest discovery. Perhaps it was a niggling thought over one of his many experiments. He pushed aside the sensation and pressed on, expounding in detail over his research.

The tingle sank into the back of his mind for a while, and then slowly came to the forefront of his consciousness. A slight sensation ran the length of his dormant interface. Skylight paused for a microsecond in his report, distracted. He quickly picked up the thread of his monologue and continued, but this time the sensation refused to go away. The tingle became slightly more substantial, almost like a breeze. Skylight discreetly drew back from the podium and glanced down, yet his visual inspection revealed nothing out of the ordinary. Most peculiar.

He placed another page of notes on the bottom of the stack and began to speak slightly louder, trying to push the sensations out of his mind. He was capable of losing himself in the analysis of the smallest microbe for days at a time and collapse from sleep deprivation, yet this time he found it unusually difficult to concentrate on his report. True, he had not been sexually satisfied for some weeks now, but he had gone much longer than that before, and he could usually belay gratification until a suitable time. Now was definitely not good.

He shivered, as a phantom breeze seemed to wash over them. His rod stirred slightly, intrigued by the sensation. Skylight’s fist curled slightly on the podium. Not now.

However, his penis thought that any time was a good time and refused to be denied. The sensations slowly grew into a caress at the tip of his slowly hardening rod. A shudder ran through his frame, and he grasped the edges of the podium for support, shaking his head slightly.

“Are you all right, Skylight?”

Skylight jumped at the authoritative voice laced a note of concern. “Uh, of course, Fenix,” he murmured a bit distractedly. He rustled his papers, trying desperately to remember what part he had left off on. He began reading at random, and most of his captive audience would not have noticed if he had started reciting the Communist Manifesto. A bead of sweat slid down his forehead and trickled down his cheek, out of either nervousness or arousal.

He mentally berated himself. Now was not the time to lose his cool. He was occasionally accused of being dispassionate, but he could really use some of that self-control right now. He was about to show the entire command structure how hot under the collar he could get. He fidgeted as the constriction under his lower armor built up agonizingly, going beyond the point where he could comfortably ignore it. A phantom fingertip caressed the head of his stiff, throbbing rod, and he could no longer suppress the moan that rose in his throat. He felt a drop of slick fluid trail down the inflamed unit and shuddered. This was going much further than he wanted.

“Skylight,” Fenix said gently. “You don’t look at all well. Perhaps it would be best if you took a break.”

Skylight opened his mouth to protest, and then clamped it shut as a groan welled up from deep inside. “Yes, Fenix, perhaps you are right,” he said a bit breathlessly. He could not stand another moment of this torment. It was humiliating to have to slink off, but staying where he was would be ten times worse.

“I’m glad I don’t have to make it an order,” Fenix said with a touch of humor in his voice. “You are dismissed.” The others just barely refrained from cheering. They were of course concerned for Skylight’s well-being, but their patience could only stretch so far.

Skylight grabbed his notes, fumbling as a few sheets nearly slipped out of his grasp, and hastened out of the briefing room. He was fervently glad that his face displayed little of his embarrassment, and that his lower armor did not have a suspicious bulge poking out. “What could be happening to me?” he mused. This had never happened to him before, or anyone else, to his knowledge. He hurried off to the lab to do a diagnostic scan.

His erection strained against the confining metal as he strode down the hall, trying to keep his stride steady. The sensations were maddening, and he grasped the papers in his hand, wrinkling them, wishing his hands were wrapped around the burning shaft, soothing the delightful ache. He began to pant slightly, his rod bumping against the flexible metal, smearing the interior with precum.

He burst into his lab, hastening over to a spare table and throwing down his notes. He turned back to the door, magna-sealing it against any disturbance, then headed over to the diagnostic table, taking care to not stimulate his throbbing penis any more than was necessary. He removed the fragile, precious lens perched on his shoulder, then his parts of his armor followed suit. The scanner hummed slightly as he passed it over his body. He whimpered, eyes shutting as the scanner tickled his over sensitized nerves. A drop of shimmering liquid fell from the engorged tip to splash on the table.

A frustrated cry burst from his sensuous mouth. What was causing this maddening arousal? Not that he minded being aroused, mind you, but he preferred to choose the time and place to give into his baser sexual urges. The tickle in his mind grew in intensity.

“Of course!” he exclaimed, moving the scanner from his very alert erection up to his head. He allowed the device to record its data, and then studied the results. It was as he hypothesized — there was a faint trace of a second thought pattern. Someone else was influencing his thoughts — his functions –.

“Eclipse?” he spoke aloud. “Have you been doing this to me?”

A giggle echoed inside his mind, confirming his suspicions, and if there had been any doubt in his mind, it was swept away as an invisible hand seemed to grasp his erection and squeeze. His head tilted back, exposing his throat, as he gave voice to a tortured cry. The expanse of dripping wet metal began to throb, sending warm tremors through his body. “Mmmm,” he sighed, a dreamy smile crossing his face. He carefully put down the scanner and examined his hard-on. He was quite willing to run this little experiment to its natural conclusion.

“How are you doing this?” he wondered aloud.

Gentle laughter answered him. //It’s all in your mind// his lover replied. //I’ve fooled your mind into thinking there is a hand squeezing you, so that is what you feel. I can do anything I want with you now. //

Skylight shrieked as a shiver traveled down the tiny opening in his thick shaft. By the gods, she was touching the *inside*! The tickling sensations traveled the reverse route that his lovely cum would soon exit, pleasuring the sensitized scientist like never before. His legs trembled as he seized the twitching rod with one hand, rubbing it for all it was worth. He whimpered at the sucking noises as his finely sculpted fingers worked at the sticky surface.

His cries rose in pitch as his arousal began to peak, then… died down slightly, subsiding, denying him. “Nooo!” he howled. He had never been so desperate in his life. He turned to the table before him, rubbing his inflamed erection against it, thrusting against the cold metal hungrily. “It’s not working!” he cried and pulled away, leaving a sticky trail. He sank to his knees and grasped his penis with both hands, pulling so hard he feared he would yank it off. Tears began to trickle from his eyes as release built up dramatically, nearly crested, then remained at maddening levels. Thwarted again!

In blind lust, Skylight dragged himself across the floor, rubbing his painfully throbbing penis against the cold surface. He slithered to the other side of the room on his belly, his dribbling erection leaving a distinct trail, not caring how foolish he looked. Anything to achieve release! “Eclipse, please!” he screamed. “I need it!”

He felt a rush of arousal from her end of their mental connection. She was really getting off on his desperation. She loved making him lose control, since even in the sack he remained in command of all his faculties. She wanted to push him to the absolute limit. He was quite close now, but she still wanted to toy with him a little longer.

She sent Skylight an erotic image of himself leaning against a wall; legs spread wide open, as a nameless scientist devoured his straining erection. He howled, uncontrollably aroused at the mental image. Right now, he did not care how it happened, he wanted release! If it took Nightwing himself to gobble his crank, he did not care!

Eclipse snickered at that thought. She had the perfect way to bring her suffering lover to culmination. //Lean forward// she instructed, sending a rush of sensation down Light’s poor abused rod as he complied. //Further!//

“Eclipse, this is as far as I can go!” he protested.

//Try harder// she prompted, sending commands to his mind to comply. He screamed as tendons and muscles were pushed to the limit. Taking pity on him, she dulled the pain and strain, allowing him to focus on the burning need for release.

His eyes dazedly focused on the swollen, throbbing head of his shaft right before his face. He was a bit taken aback. //Go on, open your mouth// Eclipse cooed.

Skylight opened his mouth to protest, and it was then that she gave another command to his body, bringing his head closer and slipping his lips over the dripping tip of his arousal. He cried out and tried to jerk back but she held him firmly still. He sat frozen for several seconds, then the need for release, at any cost, seized him. He began to suck as hard as he could, tongue running over what it could reach. He whimpered around the obstruction, feeling his erection swell beyond belief. “I can’t believe this is happening!” he thought wildly. Then his rod burst, releasing a spray of cum into his mouth and down his throat. The pressure startled him and he jerked back slightly, cum spurting onto his face. The taste of his own fluids shocked and aroused him beyond belief, and he grabbed his spraying shaft and shoved it back in his mouth, causing an even more powerful orgasm to tear loose, flooding his cavernous mouth with conducting fluid. He swallowed rapidly, the liquid trickling out from his lips as his body emptied what seemed to be a gallon of cum. His shut in ecstasy, unable to believe the satisfaction of tasting himself.

At last, his body stopped twitching, and his penis slipped from his mouth, shrinking back to normal size. He sighed and sank back to lie against the cold floor, forgetting about everything; the cum on his face, his lab smeared with fluids, parts of his armor lying against the room. He refused to let himself think about what he had just done. Right now he was drained beyond belief, in more ways than one, and he’d sort it all out after a nice, relaxing nap.

The End

A Rapist’s Prayer

Innocence dies, darkness lies
Blood runs all around
Death rides high, passes by
No escape, you’re found.

Look at you now, little prey
You’re my chosen one.
Try to flee, you can’t from me.
I’ll haunt you even after I’m done.

Here to reap, your soul to keep
My pleasure is your pain, you’ll agree
A soulless shell, sent straight to hell
And burn for all eternity.

A Victim’s Prayer II: Thoughts of Suicide

Blow a bullet through my head

Let the doctor pronounce me dead.

All for a better world you’ll see

Away from all this misery.

Slash my wrist or stretch my neck,

Never more a nervous wreck.

No longer dealin’ with this stress,

Let the preachers my body bless.

Don’t bury me on hallowed ground,

Don’t let them know that I’ve been found.

A bloodless corpse with no more life,

A happy soul with no more strife.

A Victim’s Prayer

Your gaze hold me down like chains,
Bitter and twisted,
eating me up,
Fear and pain coursing through my veins.
Tear at my skin,
Rip my innocence,
take me it all away.
Get me off in this hell.
Get me out of this nightmare,
It’s been so long
Since I could speak,
since I could talk
Without you covering the truth.
They make my wounds deeper,
Leave them gaping and bleeding.
Tear me up inside,
I’m already broken.

Can we put RAPE under BSDM category???

Hey Guys,

Cheers to everyone for a nice year!

Keep on posting, Oh God, everyone is welcome to do so. If you have your own rape images, I assure you that it will be taken cared of. The guys here knows how to appreciate. Gratitude to all peeps who shared their stuffs for the others viewing pleasure. Thank you very much folks and rest assured that you will see more brutal, more tasty and definitely more variations to cater each of our preferences!

I got this fantasy of raping one of those annoying bitches that dress up as Santa’s Lil Helper in those malls where they show Santa and let brats of all ages come up to him and tell him what they want for X-mas. I am really thinking of doing it this year. Maybe this time at Macy’s. Or maybe somewhere less conspicous. But I’ll do it.

Oy, you bette not pout…
you better not cry…
I’m telling you why…
Coz Psycho’s coming to town….

Hehhee!