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—sinners in the hands of an angry god

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Most societies have certain mores that are unspoken rules; humanity itself even has such conventions, grilled subconsciously into our minds for our own safety. Don't go out alone at night. Avoid getting wet when it's cold. Don't pick fights with those stronger than you...okay, some of us missed the boat on the last one, but the point still stands. Society's rules tend to be more variable, though they apply to most aspects of life - including sex. In fact, bending the rules on what's considered acceptable in romance and sexual encounters can lead to anything from ostracization to death, depending on the time and culture.

So, play it close to the chest if you're going to do a big, big, big t a b o o. Is it worth the risk?

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A G E ( DIFFERENCE ) - light of my life, fire of my loins. you're supposed to stick to those your own age, but you can't resist.
I N C E S T - you're of the same blood, yet something draws you together. you'll keep your secret thicker than water.
C H E A T I N G - when you were young, they should have taught you to not take things that belong to other people.
I N ( PUBLIC ) - to involve unsuspecting others in your sex is insidious, but you can't resist it.
S U P E R F L U O U S - some conservative societies view sex outside procreational purposes as taboo. that means anal, oral, and toys are all no-go.
F I X A T I O N - you're nearly obsessed with one part of your partner - breasts, ass, lips...whatever the case may be, you always focus on that.
D E V I A N C Y ( IN SUBURBIA ) - there are some things that should be sacred. the home should be one of those. should.
S I Z E - pick on someone your own size. couples with large size difference, be it height or weight, can be looked down upon; don't let that get you down.
P H O B I A - unfortunately, in some societies, being with someone of the same gender is a taboo, no matter how much progress the modern world has made.
F E T I S H - some just can't get off without their fetish, and the varieties run the gamut: feet, crossdressing, autoerotic asphyxiation, foodplay, bondage...it goes on and on.
U N E X P E C T E D ( DOMINATION/SUBMISSION ) - the masculine must be dominant. the feminine must be submissive. what if you're dominant in life, though, and just want to be submissive in the bedroom.
V I O L E N T - more than mere lover's spats, what goes on between you two is dangerous. if people knew, they'd be horrified. still, you can't stop.
F O R B I D D E N ( LOVE ) - your relationship may be taboo, but there's genuine love in your copulation. this isn't merely a thrill.
L O O S E - monogamy isn't what you're after. no matter how looked down upon it is, you're going to have fun while you can.
S T U D E N T / T E A C H E R - what goes on between the sheets is not an appropriate subject matter to teach. there's so much to lose; is it a smart game to play?
A U T H O R I T Y - perhaps they're the boss, the president, the king, but you, you're a lowly peon. are they using their powers over you or is this something you both want?
I N T E R S P E C I E S - kind finds kind, and don't you be a traitor by being with one of them.
B E S T I A L I T Y - one of the most primal taboos. will you go into that moral wilderness?
S O C I A L ( CLASS ) - the rich. the poor. it's like they're in two different worlds. what will the uppercrust say if they saw their golden child with a tramp?
C E L I B A C Y - you are supposed to keep your chastity, but things are never that easy.
S T O C K H O L M - prisoners should never fall for their guards.
D U T I E S - whether it be saving the world or being the world's best bodyguard, your sworn quest and purpose keeps you from enjoying the sins of the flesh - especially with your charges.
I N N O C E N C E - one of you is much more worldly, and to ruin the "innocence" of the other feels unclean.
F E R T I L E - you aren't supposed to find mothers or fathers sexually alluring. however, there's something so enticing about fertility...perhaps even pregnancy.
C O R R U P T I O N - society expects you to treat your partner well, not try to destroy them through sexual degradation.
N O N C O N S E N S U A L - consent is rightfully important to a healthy sexual relationship. to break that trust is taboo.

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The slap stung, but the way he rolled her clit made her knees shift, her thighs spread open. She clenched the bedspread before answering in a low voice.

“Yes.”

“Good girl,” he praised her, grabbing her ankle and dragging her off the bed, turning her around to lean on it- putting her face to face with his cock. As hard and brutal as she was soft and sweet.

“I’ll give you more if you suck it.” He wasn’t waiting for a reply, already holding a handful of blonde hair with one hand and gripping the base of his dick with the other, rubbing the thick head on her lips. Playing with her body had him aroused enough a bead of hot precum was smeared across them.

Her lips opened, if only because his cock was sitting there, pressing against her lips, and a protest would have opened them anyway. The tip was tenderly taken into her mouth, her lips parting around it, but she didn't offer any suction, any teasing. She relented, but only so much.

Asura spent a few expectant moments with his cockhead simply resting in the warmth of her mouth, awaiting Cara to start doing anything at all.

When nothing is forthcoming, he used the grip on his cock to aggressively rub it across her tongue, the hold in her hair to bob her head back and forth roughly. "I said suck me off. Do it, or you'll regret it."

His patient and softly spoken facade broke in an instant when she refused to give him what he wanted. And it wouldn't return until she gave in.

Cara whimpers with the rough treatment, then starts to suckle softly, her head bobbing slowly. It's not difficult to do, moving her head forward than back, rubbing her tongue along the bottom. The salt taste of him invades her tongue and she groans softly.

"Mmm...Fucking slut..." He murmurs as she surrenders, ignoring how he's had to intoxicate and pressure Cara into getting this face. He keeps hold of her hair but lets her bob her head and uses the other hand to move his cock about, rubbing it over her tongue. "You're made for fucking."

His hold on her hair doesn't push her in or out, but it does keep her from pulling away enough to speak. She's not going to be allowed to argue with him until much later, it seems.

Cara looks up at him with wet eyes, flushed cheeks. She sucks his cock, slowly at first, then moves a bit more. She takes a mouthful, as much as she can, before drawing back and repeating the motion. She doesn't know how much to do, or how much she can take.

But maybe if she does this, he'll be happy and he'll leave her alone.

It’s hardly an expert blowjob, but her helpless state excites him enough to make up for it. Her defeated expression just encourages him. Releasing his cock he takes two handfuls of her hair, starting to encourage her to take more with every dip of her head. Waiting to see if she gags.

Cara gags with his second pull, choking a moment, her eyes watering first and then spilling a few tears out of reaction. She struggles to pull away, but his hands in her hair keep her from doing so easily.

Her body jerks and she coughs, the fat tip of his cock slipping past the ring of her throat and in.

“Hey, suck me off properly,” he complains offhandedly, letting her throat spasm around the intrusion of his cockhead for a little while before pulling her all the way back. Saliva dripping off his dick and her lips. A single slap reprimands her for failing to take his cock properly. “I’ll make you do it over and over until you get it right.”

Of course, he’d made her gag and struggle on purpose, just so he could punish her. With her weakened will, he’s sure she’ll learn her place quickly.

Thankfully, she’s drunk, so relaxing her muscles isn’t a problem. She nods dumbly, licking her lips and then returning to sucking. This time, when she goes down, she doesn’t struggle. She still gags slightly as the head pops in, but the rest is easy going.

Her lips touch the base before she sweeps back, only to repeat throating him again until she’s got a slow rhythm. The sticky saliva gathering in the back of her throat helps, and soon he’s gliding into the tightness with no issue.

Asura had been expecting Cara to choke again, giving him an excuse to abuse her more. It was a good way to get her cooperation. To his surprise, the only resistance is when the thick head passes into her throat and otherwise, she's providing a smooth facefuck.

"Fuck...You really are a born slut," he half-laughs, starting to move his hips in time with her rhythm. It's not that long before he blows, and doesn't bother to warn her. He just pours it in her mouth and throat until he's done and releases her hair unceremoniously.

Cara hadn't expected him to come, at least not without telling her. She gasps, gurgles a little, coughs. A tiny bit leaks from her nostrils, her lips, and she reaches up to wipe it away. She curls up and reaches up to smooth her hair, blinking up at him with wet eyes.

Maybe he'll let her go now. He's done, isn't he?

"Good job," he praises her, enjoying the look of her, cum dripping from her nose and mouth. Before she can wipe it away, he manages to get a picture with his phone, the telltale camera sound repeating as he gets several shots. "Get your tits out."

In her drunken state, she seems to have forgotten sucking him off was supposed to be in exchange for more sex, not less. Not that it would have mattered if he'd made the opposite promise. She was so defenceless, he'd just keep using her.

Cara doesn't catch the photo. She's too busy trying to come to terms with everything happening. When he tells her to lower her top, she tugs down the shoulders and top of the dress, then strips away her bra.

Her breasts are her best asset, according to most. They're full, high, and large. She blinks up at him when she's done, looking like a mess and feeling like one, too.

Edited (brain fart. LOL) 2021-04-14 20:02 (UTC)

While he was an all-around pervert, he was a tit man ultimately and the sight of hers made him bite his lower lip and hiss. He knew they were good, one of the key reasons he picked her to get drunk and drag away. Switching to video, he reaches down with his free hand to slap them, making them sway and jiggle. Back and forth, with hard squeezes between.

He decides right then that just one night of fucking her wouldn't be enough.

She tolerates the treatment. It's better than what he was doing and she's too far gone to notice the phone's camera being on.

"I need to lie down," she mumbles, blinking a couple of times. Cara shifts, her head still spinny, using the edge of the bed to heft herself onto it. She drops down onto her back, her breasts bouncing and swaying with the movement.

The way her heavy chest swings as she moves makes his cock throb back to life, but he's hypnotised by the way they jiggle as she falls back. He caught it all on camera but pockets his phone when he clambers onto the bed with her. He slaps and grabs her tits, sucking on them hard. His free hand is between her legs, pumping her still wet pussy ferociously.

"Mmn...You want this, don't you?" He asks between sucks, squeezing one of her soft breasts so hard the flesh bulges between his strong fingers. "Came here to get fucked..."

The sudden, eager assault on her breasts has her gasping, but it’s the hurried hand between her thighs that makes her moan. She reaches up to try to push his hand away from her breast.

“Too hard,” she whimpers at his grip, the squeeze leaving finger marks.

"You like it hard," he informs her, releasing her breast only so he can smack her face again. That seems to be the minimum punishment for displeasing him, and he immediately goes back to squeezing her tits with the same crushing grip. Staring her in the eye and daring her to object again. Throughout the entire ordeal, his fingers keep fucking her, catching her clit between his thumb and index finger in the process.

Cara's lips parted for a cry as he squeezed her breasts, her cheek pink from his slaps. She looked into his eyes, but she was farther away, that half-glazed look of pleasure and pain.

As he fingered her roughly, she rocked her hips, until she suddenly came, hot and wet around his fingers. She arched her back, bucking against his hand.

Asura laughs as Cara squirts again, his coated in her once again. "Your cunt is pretty sensitive, huh?"

He doesn't bother to wait for a reply, knowing her mind is likely far too hazy from drink and pleasure. Grabbing hold of one of her ankles, he pushes it up to her shoulder but can't bring himself to let go of her chest. His first few attempts to get his cock into her without using his hands are sloppy, so just end up rubbing the thick, long beast of a dick over her dripping pussy.

"Mnh," Cara pants softly, laying back against the bed, boneless. She's flexible, bending easily, and as he tries to get himself into her, he fails. Still, she can feel his hot, thick length rubbing against her and groans. It feels good, even though she doesn't want it to.

"Yeah... You want this," he repeats to her, as if saying it enough while she's in this state will make it sink into her subconscious. He doesn't believe it himself, he knows that if she were fully cognizant she would be trying to fight him off or begging him to stop. That wouldn't have stopped him either. It takes a few more tries, manipulating her limp body by the two handles he has on her, before his cockhead finds its mark. Much like her throat, the head wedges into her pussy at first. The pressure of him pushing lingers for a moment until it's forced in, the jolt shoving half of his immense cock into her tight body.

The first thrust hurts a little, the head of his cock broad enough to make her twinge. The second thrust, the one that drives him into her, makes her yelp out loud, the sound of pain filling the room. She twists beneath him, no matter that she's wet. He's large, too big.

"No," she protests, balling her fist and beating against his shoulder.

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