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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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Prompts

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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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.

He keeps Cara pinned down in the humiliating pose, her leg up to her shoulder and baring her pussy for easy access. This time he doesn't even bother punishing her with a slap as she offers up pitiful resistance. She may be in pain due to his size, but he's in heaven thanks to her extreme tightness.

"You want this," he repeats, rocking his hips to force more of his length into her until at last he's sheathed entirely in her formerly virgin cunt. "So tight... I love teenage sluts."

He revels in the feeling of being lodged so deep inside of Cara for a moment, taking a deep and satisfied breath.

She turns her face away from him, her head still swimming. Her body is aching all over, but the high of her orgasms are keeping the worst at bay. She stops trying to hit him and relents, laying beneath him as he revels.

She can still hear the party going on outside, and the door opens briefly before the person who opened it apologizes and closes it.

Asura places a hand over Cara's mouth when he hears the door open, but it turns out to not be neccesarry. Still, he makes a note that when he's finished with this first round he should take her somewhere more private. Such as locking her in his basement.

"Mmnf... better hurry up," he mutters to himself and does exactly that. Aside from that brief time when he simply enjoyed the tightness of her body, she's given no chance to adjust. He hits a rapid, heavy pace immediately, the bed creaking with the force of it. Her comfort is of no consequence, after all.

Cara's hope surges that the person behind the door will care, but they don't. They close the door with a laugh and then Asura begins to move more quickly, harsh.

She's not going to come like this, not even wet. She's too uncomfortable, too sore. She lays beneath him, whimpering, but not fighting back. She's accepted it.

Going limp and giving in entirely is probably the best way to avoid further pain. Her slack body bounces under him as he pounds away at her, not caring in the slightest that Cara can't possibly enjoy it. Yet. He has every intention of training her to be a masochist. She isn't the first girl he's done that too and likely won't be the last.

For now however, his focus is on expediency. After pummeling her pussy for a decent while, brutally mistreating her tits all the while, he finally comes again. Another excessively thick load of semen, forced into her tight body. Unlike when he fucked her face, there's room for it to stay inside of her this time. "Mmn... your body really knows how to milk a cock..."

As Asura treats her like a fuck doll, she fades away, little by little, at least until he's finished. Her pale breasts are bruised, her inner thighs. She whimpers as he finishes deep inside of her pussy, then almost purrs out his compliment.

"Mmnh." She blinks a couple of times up at him, looking drunk and miserable. "Please. Lemme up."

"Yeah, sure," Asura accepts a little too easily, pulling his cock out of her and casually wiping it on the bedsheet before tucking it away. Stepping back, he shoves her panties back in place and starts to force her tits back into her top without finding her bra. He has to get her at least presentable enough to drag to his car without comment. "Shame there's no time to cum in your ass, huh?"

Cara staggers up as he rights her and feels the world swim. Her eyes narrow on him as she shakes her head. "That's...that's not funny." When she stands, she can feel his cum pool in her panties, wet and sticky.

"I need to get clean, I need a drink of water." She mumbles it, turning towards the bathroom. It would serve him right if she got sick on him.

Her attempt to walk away is arrested by a simple grip of her Cara's wrist. He doesn't squeeze or pull her, but she already knows there is just no way for her to overpower him.

"You can do that at my place." He finally reveals his plans for her. This isn't a short ordeal that's over. It's just the prologue to a much longer story.

"Okay," Cara mumbles, then starts to walk with him. She's sore, still drunk, and stumbles out into the party with him. She doesn't ask for help, just moves through the people and out the front door, into his car.

It doesn't occur to her to ask for help. No one would believe her anyway.

"Good girl," he praises Cara as she surrenders to him again. He pulls her along through the crowd, some of his cum dripping down her leg unnoticed by the other guests. No one but her knew who he was, no one could name him when the police eventually started asking about her.

Once he has her in his car, it's only a few minutes of the road before he can't help indulging again. Gripping her hair and dragging her face down into his crotch as he drives. "Suck me off until we get there."

Partially he wants to check how obedient she is. Much of him just wants another blowjob.

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