INTRUDER IN NURSE'S HOME PART 2 (now in proper order)

(To all readers of Previous Posts: My apologies. THIS IS PART 2--I copied and posted Parts 1 and 3 before and mislabled the sequence. I'll be careful the next time--please don't hurt me....well, maybe just a little...)

PART 2-INTRUDER IN NURSE'S HOME

Holly quivered and cried in pain and intense humiliation, bent over the couch, hands securely bound by a necktie resting on the small of her back. Her hospital scrubs were little more than light green rags hanging on her in tatters by the remains of her sleeves and pant legs. Her tanned, tight body was bathed in sweat, her own and the sweat of her rapist. The man's rough, strong hands slowly slid away from their places on her throbbing, sore body, easing away from her bruised breasts and tender pussy. He rose up behind Holly and she heard his denim jeans dropping off completely and his shoes coming off of his feet. Holly didn't want to look back and focused in on the upholsery right in front of her, hoping that her molestor would leave if Holly stayed still.

Her hopes were dashed, however, as Holly felt her attacker grab her by her auburn hair once again. Her scalp was hurting and the rapist made it worse by pulling her up so that Holly was upright on her knees. "Don't scream!" ordered the man, his fingers poised to remove the tape. Meekly, Holly nodded her head and voiced a muffled, affirmative response. The intruder took hold of the wide piece of gray duct tape and slowly, purposefully pulled it. "Mmmmrrrr-OOOWWWWMMMFF!" Holly groaned in pain as the adhesive pulled at the skin of her cheek and lips. One quick jerk could have lessened the stinging, which is certainly why her sadistic captor chose to pull it soooo slowly.

The tape was now off, but Holly was surprised when the intruder did not remove the saliva-soaked bandana from her mouth. Instead, he roughly twisted Holly's head so that she could look upon the large prick which had so voilently deflowered her ass. It was still semi-hard, almost at it's full ten inches, and soaked in some of her blood, his cum, and the various secretions of her rectum. It was a frightening beast to Holly, no less frightening than a club or knife being brandished before her. It was so close to her face and she could smell the pungent aromas coming from it. It was clear to Holly's terrified mind what her captor intended to make her do, but within her, she prayed that he wouldn't make her...

"Suck it clean, Slut!" Four simple words sent her heart racing and her eyes watering again. The man reached for the bandana wadded in her mouth as Holly tried to pronounce "No! Please, no!" and she shook her head. Timidly, Holly started to shrink away. CRACK! The intruder's lightning fast hand shot out like a mongoose and struck her across the cheek and mouth, sending Holly back and to the floor with a yelp. "I said you're gonna suck it clean! Now get up and do it, you fucking little whore!" Holly curled up in a little ball, legs up to her chest, hands still tied behind her. She sobbed uncontrollably as the beating continued.

Her attacker stepped forward, eager to inflict pain into his new fuck toy. With the heel of his foot he kicked Holly just to the right of her naval. "OOOMMMFFF!!!" Holly grunted. he kicked her again, on the back of her thigh. Despite what it seemed like to Holly, the intruder was quite in control of his temper. As he continued to kick Holly, he was careful to inflict brutal pain, but in such a way to not injure his victim. She would be bruised, she would ache, and she may even bleed, but she would not be disabled. He wanted her broken in spirit only, but not in body--no, not in that gorgeous body with it's big, D-Cup breasts and long, tanned thighs. He wanted to make sure that this fuckable piece of female flesh would last through a lot more.

Holly cried out some garbled shouts, gag-slurred versions of "Stop! Please! I'll do it..." She was again lifted by her hair up to her knees and the wet bandana was pulled from her mouth. Breathing rapidly between coughs, Holly spoke, "Please...I'll do it...I do whatever you want...please stop hurting me...p-please don't..." A light slap to Holly's cheek was enough to shut the bitch up and turn her eyes upward to see his ski-masked face. His dark eyes were cold, mean, and soulless to Holly.

"But hurting you is part of the fun, bitch. Open your mouth!" Shaking all over, Holly obeyed and soon found her mouth filled with the rapist's long, thick cock. She shut her eyes tightly as the bitter taste of her ass sent a wave of nausea through Holly's stomach, but she fought the urge to vomit. "Close your lips and open your eyes, you little slut! Look at me! Now!" The yank on her hair angled her face up and she looked into those hard eyes. Holly could see an evil grin on the intruder's face through the mouth hole of the ski mask. He loved the helpless, desperate look in Holly's eyes and the frown upon her face which was distorted by his big dick. Holly's jaw ached from having to open so wide as he thrust into her as viciously as he had fucked her ass. The cock had become rock hard once again and the mushroom tip was prodding her throat, making Holly gag and drool onto her bare tits. She protested, but the erection was muffling and garbling her words as effectively as the bandana gag had done.

As the long minutes stretch on into what could have been a half hour or longer, Holly continued to suck and lick and reluctantly use whatever technique the rapist told her to perform. She even swabbed the man's nuts with her tongue and sucked the testicles when commanded to. Never once did she entertain the notion of biting. In her weakened, battered state, she was much too afraid to try. He'd kill her, she just knew it.

For a long, humiliating while, the room was filled with only the smacking, wet sounds of Holly's mouth and the occasional moan of pleasure from the man, and Holly's soft whines and gagging noises. The man's rod had indeed been made clean of Holly's ass and it glistened with her saliva. The speed of the mouth fucking increased, as did the man's breathing. He was staring intensly at Holly's pouting, puckered face and Holly soon felt that tell-tale throbbing against her tongue. Holly pulled away--it was a fear reflex, but the man's strong arm pulled the back of her head--she wasn't going anywhere.

"SWALLOW!" growled the cruel intruder. Holly had never swallowed in her life, always finding it disgusting to go all the way through with her blowjobs. Now, she had no choice at all. The man's huge penis errupted with a big glob of thick, hot cum. Holly hated the taste, it was salty and had a slight bleach-like flavor as well. Holly winced and squealed, trying to open her mouth to let the cum drip out, but the man's hard, rough fingers sealed her lips around his cock. he wasn't going to let a drop of that cum go to waste.

Tense moments later, Holly closed her eyes very tightly and the room went silent for a few seconds. Then, a hard, difficult swallow broke the silence as Holly choked down the bitter fluid. Holly swallowed again, and once more, finally digesting his complete load of awful cum. Beneath the ski mask, the rapist was smiling wide. For the intruder, this was a feeling of intense physical and emotional pleasure. For his pitiful victim, Holly, it was hell. That had been his intent.

The rapist slowly edged his rod out of Holly's stiff, aching mouth. There was a soft popping sound as the tip passed over Holly's wet lips. The hand on the back of Holly's head turned Holly's face upward to look at him. She sobbed openly, looking into the masked face with it's uncaring, angry eyes.

"Wh...Why?" Holly asked, her voice cracking. "Why are you...d..doing this...to me?"

The attacker leaned forward, close to Holly's tear-moistened face. He whispered softly with that gravelly voice, "Why not, bitch?"

Holly turned her face away in shame. She didn't see the man retrieve her torn panties or the wet bandana from the floor. He quickly wadded up the panties and shoved them into Holly's mouth. Holly weakly and ineffectively twisted her head to try to avoid the gag. The intruder tied the spit filled bandana around Holly's head, parting her lips and securing the wadded pink panties in Holly's mouth.

It took only a few seconds for the tattered remains of Holly's hospital scrubs to be torn free and discarded. Holly's shoes and socks where next and she was now completely bare, trembling before this evil beast. The man raised Holly up by the shoulders, aching from having her wrists bound behind her. "Move!" ordered her new owner. He loosely held onto Holly's "reins," the looped, black necktie about her neck, but he didn't choke her. The intruder shoved Holly in the direction of the hallway toward the stairs. It was hard to walk, Holly discovered.

"Walking kind of funny, ain't ya, cunt?" The attacker remarked, "You still feeling my dick up in your sweet ass?" Holly's sad face reddened and she cried out a long, awful moan. He was right. Her walk was awkward because of the savaging he had given it with his thick, 10 inch penis. To hear the rapist say that with such utter disregard and sick humor made her feel extremely dirty and used. But it didn't matter. Holly's feelings belonged to this man as certainly as her tortured body--he would make her feel any way he chose, and right now he chose to shame her.

"I'm still not done with you, slut. Get up those stairs." He shoved his trembling captive up the stairs, enjoying the view of that shapely, ravaged ass as she walked, step by step, up to her next ordeal.

TO BE CONTINUED.

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