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Contains: mf,pedo,bd,rape,incest,s&m,snuff
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They said lightning only strikes once.
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They were wrong.
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Where there's THUNDER...there's LIGHTNING!
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WARNING: This text file contains material of an adult,
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explicit, possibly VIOLENT sexual nature. If you are
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uncomfortable reading material of this kind, please
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delete this file immediately. Under no circumstances is
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this file to be read or poessessed by persons under 21
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BBS Filename: Sisrape
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Lewdness Level: Extreme
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Classifiction: Youngstuff/violent
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SISTER RAPE
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By Thunder
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Shannon Harris sat on the living room couch and watched her older brother Mark
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out of the corner of her eye. Mark was sitting in their dad's recliner,
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sipping beer and keeping one hand stuffed down his pants while he watched the
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tape playing on the TV.
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Every now and then Mark would look over at her and smile. Mark was what you
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would call handsome: tall, well-built (he lifted weights every day), with
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shaggy dark brown hair and gray eyes. He had a handsome, friendly face...most
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of the time.
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Shannon felt giddy whenever her brother looked at her. He hadn't been the same
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person all week. He'd been acting strange, sometimes mean, sometimes...weird.
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All of this had started a week ago, when her parents had left to spend the
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summer in Mexico and left her with Mark.
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Mark was 18 and old enough to take care of them both. Shannon was just 11.
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She'd looked forward to having the summer with Mark. The two of them were very
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close. At least until now, she thought.
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Mark had never had a girlfriend, though girls called all the time and asked him
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out. Mostly he hung around with her and her friends, sort of like a chaperon.
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And they all liked having him around. He was a lot of fun and like a kid
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sometimes.
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But all that changed shortly after their parents left. Mark's behavior first
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showed itself as they were driving home from the airport. He'd suddenly pulled
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over and put his arms around her, giving her a firm, deep kiss on the mouth.
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Mark had kissed her on the mouth before, but they had always been quick, sweet
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kisses. This time it was anything but sweet. Mark shoved his tongue into her
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mouth and she nearly gagged. Finally she'd managed to twist away, nearly in
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tears. "Stop Mark, please!", she'd begged. He'd hugged her very tightly,
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telling her he just wanted to show how much he loved her. Shannon wanted very
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much to believe that, because she loved her older brother. So she'd accepted
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it. She'd even let him kiss her again. He was gentle this time, but the kiss
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was deep. He'd used his tongue again, too. Then he'd told her that every time
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he kissed her, for the rest of the summer, it was going to be like that.
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Shannon accepted it.
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From there, everything went downhill. As soon as they got home, her sweet,
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loving brother sat her down and ticked off his "rules" like a drill instructor.
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She was not to leave the house without telling him. She was not to tell anyone
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what he did to or with her, or anything that went on at the house, especially
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not adults, and especially not their parents!
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"You're mine this summer, and you'll do as I say", he told her. Shannon, still
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being innocent at her age, had agreed. Even if Mark was acting funny.
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Mark had other things he wanted, as well. She was to sunbathe for at least one
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hour per day on the back porch -- nude. Shannon didn't like the sound of that
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-- what if somebody saw? But she agreed to do it. Further, she was to shower
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daily -- with him.
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Shannon told him no. It was bad enough he wanted her to sunbathe nude -- but
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take showers with him? Innocent as she was, Shannon knew something was wrong.
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She refused to do what Mark told her.
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"Fine. Then when mom and dad call, I'll tell them you've been bad. And you'll
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never get that pony you wanted. Remember?"
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Shannon had gasped. Her parents had promised that if she was good all summer,
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she'd get a pony for her birthday in September. A real one she would ride on
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weekends and during the summer. But if Mark said she was bad...
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She agreed to do what he wanted. Mark had been pleased.
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xxx
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That night, and the rest of the week, Mark had kept her at home, letting her
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see none of her friends, telling them she was sick. During that time a lot
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happened to change Shannon's perceptions of her brother.
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Aside from the kissing, showers and sunbathing, Mark started using swear words
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around her. He'd never done that before. His favorite was "fuck". The first
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time they were in the shower, he introduced her to his penis, which he called
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"Mr. Stiffy". It certainly was stiff, Shannon saw, as it bobbed in front of
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her eyes. Mark had explained to her what was done with it, pointing out the
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precious parts of her young body as well.
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It was the first time Shannon had actually considered herself. She was a
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pretty girl, with golden blonde hair that fell in teased waves past her
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shoulders, and green eyes, like her mom's. Her small body was slender, already
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developing curves, her tiny breasts just forming, with the pink nipples
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contrasting against her newly tanned skin. Her tiny slit was flat against her
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abdomen, her ass small and tight, and her legs long and shapely.
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Shannon had been a little afraid then that Mark might put his cock, as he
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called it, into her mouth or her cunt, as he called her slit, while they were
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in the shower. But he didn't. He was actually very nice to her.
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That first shower, Shannon also had her first orgasm. Mark had insisted on
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soaping her down, paying special attention to her cunt. As his hand played
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over her, moving back and forth, then in gentle circles, she'd felt strange
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stirrings run up her abdomen, teasing her insides and making them quiver. She
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began to pant, her whole body trembling now. Mark slipped his finger into her.
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It hurt a little, but not much, because he didn't go far, but the teasing,
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tingling feeling increased.
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"Whats...happening...?", she panted, leaning against Mark as her knees grew
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weak.
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"Feel good?", Mark asked.
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"Y-Yes!", she panted.
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"You're having an orgasm", Mark told her. "Want more?"
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"Yes!"
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Mark had rubbed a little faster, a little harder, and the feeling got better,
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overwhelmed her, and her eyes rolled up in her head and she collapsed against
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him, panting and trembling and out of breath.
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When she was finally able to straighten up, Mark showed her how to do it
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herself. She plunged her little finger in as she instructed, feeling around.
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There was a wall of flesh in there that stopped her probing, and when she
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pushed on it, she hurt. She told Mark. He told her it was her cherry, and
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she'd lose it soon enough. He didn't tell her how. She just assumed it would
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go away itself.
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After the shower, Mark dried her off and took her to his room, where he had her
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lay down and then he spread her legs. This time, he used his mouth down there,
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and it was even better.
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After that, things were sort of normal. She spent the afternoon with Mark
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doing house chores, then he wanted to play. The game he wanted to play was
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called Kidnapped. They'd played it before, lots of times. Mark would pretend
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to grab her, then tie her up and gag her. After a while he'd let her go.
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Today was different, though. After he tied her up and gagged her, he pulled
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her shorts and panties down and fingered and sucked her to two orgasms. Shannon
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found she liked it. Mark's behavior no longer worried her, in fact -- it was
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enjoyable. At the time.
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Over the next two days, it was pretty much the same. At night Mark brought home
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porno tapes, either ones he rented or ones that came in plain boxes. The
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rented ones were of men and women, but the other ones were with girls like her,
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sometimes with two or three men. Mark insisted Shannon play with herself while
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she watched, so she did. Just watching gave her a funny feeling.
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After a while, though, she noticed that the girls on the tapes didn't seem to
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be having much fun, especially when the men put their cocks in the girls mouths
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or cunts, and even their asses! On the last tape, it got even weirder. In this
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one the girls were tied up and gagged, and some bled when the men put their
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cocks into the girl's cunts. Shannon could hardly watch. Mark, on the other
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hand, was getting very excited. He had taken out his cock and was jerking it
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wildly. He came three or four times, too. He'd told Shannon that something
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came out when a man played with it, but she'd never seen it before!
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The first time he came, Mark had scooped it up on his fingers and told Shannon
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to lick it off. When she'd refused, he threatened to say she'd been bad. So
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she'd licked it off. It was salty sweet and gooey, but it wasn't too bad. When
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Mark had come again, he'd told her to lick it off his body. She'd done so
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quickly. She had seen more on his cock, but he told her not to worry about it
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yet.
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And so it went on, until in one scene, a pretty, dark haired girl in a brownie
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scout uniform was led in. She was bound and gagged but quiet, not crying.
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Shannon thought she looked familiar.
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"I know her!", she said.
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Mark jumped up and switched off the VCR. "Okay, enough for tonight", he'd
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announced. "Go to bed."
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"But..."
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"Go!"
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So Shannon went. She'd considered sneaking down to look again, but didn't want
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to get Mark mad. Besides, the films worried her. It was fun doing things with
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her brother, whom she trusted -- weird as he'd been -- but with strangers, she
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could never do it.
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On the following day, the weirdness got weirder. She got up to dress and saw
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that someone had been in her closet. On closer inspection, she realized all of
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her pants were gone, as were all of her long holiday dresses, flip flops and
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anything but a few pairs of dress slippers and sneakers. Her other dresses and
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shorts were still left, but her tube tops and tank tops were gone as well. But
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something else was there. Several pairs of pantyhose, all sheer nudes, with
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holes stitched in front and back. Along with them were several pairs of white
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cotton little girl panties, similarly stitched.
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Shannon was wondering about all this when Mark walked in. Without a word he
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pointed to the bed. Shannon lay down and spred her legs for him, and he
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fingered her roughly to orgasm. It hurt more than it felt good.
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"Now got get some sun, shower and get dressed", he told her coldly. Shannon
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did as she was told, then returned to get dressed. Mark had laid out her
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clothes: a pair of the crotchless panties, a pair of hose, a white long sleeve
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blouse and vest, a short denim skirt and white slippers. He watched her while
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she dressed, then pushed her down on the bed.
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"This first", he told her, pulling out a coil of rope his back pocket. He used
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it to tie her wrists together behind her back. Grabbing a pair of panties from
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her drawer, he stuffed them in her mouth.
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Shannon knew what was going to happen next, because of the tapes last night.
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She lay there, frozen in horror, as Mark took his pants down, freeing his huge,
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hard cock. He climbed up between her legs and shoved his finger into her,
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starting another orgasm, despite her fear.
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"I'm going to fuck you, sis", he told her. "Hell, I'm going to rape you! And
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this isn't going to be it. No way. I'm going to do it all summer. And other
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guys are going to do it with you. You've teased me long enough, baby sister!"
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Shannon screamed, but the gag stopped it. Mark's hips thrust forward, pushing
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into her. She screamed again. He was at her hymen. He thrust once more.
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Shannon gasped. It felt like she'd been punched in the gut. She felt her
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hymen tear. She felt Mark slide far up inside of her, deeper than ever before.
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And it really hurt.
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Her scream was more of a pained moan; the world was flashing, spinning, moving
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in and out. Mark was leering at her, her own brother, moving in and out of
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her. Raping her.
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So that was what this was called, she found herself thinking. It hurts so bad.
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The pain was all she was aware of. Not the tears on her face, not the fact
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that Mark was dumping his load of cum in her underdeveloped womb, his entire
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body shaking with his own orgasm.
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The rape went on for hours, Mark spending himself in her time and again, to the
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point that he was actually hurting himself. She drifted, unaware, until...
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The teasing. It was there.
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Shannon was suddenly aware of it, among the pain and the discomfort. That good
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feeling again, building. Even though her insides burned, it was there. Mark
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was moving slowly now, looking tired. The sun was lower in the sky where it
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hung outside her window. Shannon began to moan.
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"It's about fucking time", Mark muttered.
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Her orgasm hit her with glorious force, washing away everything. Immediately,
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she passed out.
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xxx
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When she woke later that evening, she was in bed, naked and sore. But she'd
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been untied and Mark was leaning over her, looking more like his old self. He
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gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I'm sorry I had to hurt you so badly, sis", he
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told her softly.
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Shannon started crying. "Why, Mark?"
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"Because you're so hot, sis. You're gorgeous and I've wanted to fuck you for a
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long time. So when mom and dad left, I knew I had a chance. Except that I
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couldn't do it unless I had complete control. I had to rape you."
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"But why?", she sobbed.
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Mark stroked her hair gently. "Okay, listen. I'm a control freak, alright?
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You're not the first little girl I've done this to. See, there's these guys I
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met up with, and their like me. Somehow they found out about you and wanted me
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to bring you around so they could rape you. But I was afraid they'd hurt you
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too much. I know I hurt you when I raped you, but I didn't hit your or beat
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you, okay? I could never hurt you like that. But those guys...I wanted you to
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be ready."
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"Are you going to rape me again? Are they?"
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"Yeah. We all are."
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"No!"
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Suddenly Mark's face hardened. "Now you listen, sis. I'm trying to be nice.
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Like it or not, you're going to get it. You agree to let me, and anybody else,
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and I'll do my best to help you have orgasms everytime. And I'll tell mom and
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dad you were really good this summer. It's not much of a price to pay. Your
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virgnity for a new pony."
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Shannon, lacking the experience and knowledge older girls had, considered it.
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Somehow, a pony seemed more important than letting men use her body. She
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didn't know much about dignity or self-respect, you see.
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"Okay, Mark. But please, no more tonight."
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Mark's face softened. "No more tonight. Tomorrow you'll suck me, though, and
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I'll fuck your ass. Then you get a day to rest, okay? Then I want to show you
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something."
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Shannon nodded. She thought she might even get to like it -- especially if she
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could have orgasms. "Okay."
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"Good girl. There's more to this, sis, that I'll tell you right now. Now go
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to sleep."
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"Stay with me, Mark?", she begged. "Just don't...don't do anything, okay?"
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"Okay", Mark agreed.
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xxx
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Mark did not stay, however. After his sister was asleep, he picked up the
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phone and dialed his parents hotel in Mexico. It took a bit to get connected,
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but when he was on, he was all too pleased to hear his father's voice.
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They talked for a long time, then hung up. Yawning, Mark returned to his
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little sister, eager to snuggle up to her naked, warm body.
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xxx
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The following day Mark spent raping her ass. He left her naked and but tied and
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gagged her. He was pretty gentle -- he told her he didn't like doing asses
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much. He even taught her how to take it without much hurt. Shannon learned
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quickly.
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xxx
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And so, Shannon found herself sitting on the couch, feeling giddy as she
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watched Mark. She didn't know why, but soon, she would.
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Shannon turned her attention to the porn flick on the TV. Shannon watched
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closely as women went up and down on guys cocks, studying the things they did.
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So did Mark.
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Shannon had learned something else that day, as well. When Mark tied her hands,
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or just handled her roughly, she got hot and wet. That was good, because after
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dinner, Mark had tied her hands and broken his promise by raping her. The
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wetness made things hurt a lot less, and she'd enjoyed it. It became more
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enjoyable when she screamed, since that really turned Mark on. Even the pain
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added to it all, and soon she found herself wanting Mark to rape her again and
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again, even to hurt her.
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When Mark was done, he didn't untie her. She'd begged him to do it again,
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eager to have his stiff cock in her. But he was limp now, and none of it did
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any good.
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"Beg me not to", he told her.
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"Please Mark, no more", she begged, putting as much fear into her voice as she
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could. His cock started to harden. The more she pleaded and cried, the harder
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it got. And when he raped her again, she loved it.
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When it came time to suck his cock, Shannon resisted. It turned both of them
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on. She was actually a little scared, and the fear turned her on even more. He
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pushed her, resisting, until his cock was in her mouth, pushed until she
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choked. Only then did he let up, and Shannon went to work on his shaft,
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sucking, licking and blowing until his hot cum was shooting down her throat.
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He raped her six times that night, mouth and cunt and once up the ass. She
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loved every second. She found she liked to be treated roughly, to be hurt
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without being whipped or slapped or beaten.
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Afterward, Mark showed her the rest of the tape. She did know the Brownie
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scout; her name was Missy, and three years ago, she'd disappeared. On the
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tape, three men and a boy -- Mark, no less -- were raping her. It turned
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Shannon on. She wished she could trade places with that girl. The idea of
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being held captive, raped and used and abused like that, turned her on
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endlessly. She asked Mark whatever happened to Missy, and he told her that
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after they were done, she was turned over to another group of guys who used her
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in a snuff film.
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"She was raped, tortured and finally killed", Mark told her. For some reason,
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Shannon got even more excited. She questioned Mark endlessly about how they got
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Missy and what it was like, then asked him when she could get some strange guys
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to do her.
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"Not right away, and not alone", Mark told her. "Give it a few days. I want
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to be there to be safe. After that, well...you could always be sold, or let
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some guy pick you up. But you might get killed." He said the last thing
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without much concern.
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"I don't care", Shannon insisted, lost in her lust. "I want to be taken and
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raped and used. I really do!"
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xxx
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That night, Shannon fantasized about strange men luring her into their cars, of
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dozens of escaped convicts raping her young body. The next day she and Mark
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rented as many rape videos as they could get, and Mark got some more unmarked
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ones. Shannon soon added having her nipples pinched and clothes torn to her
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fantasies.
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For the remainder of the two weeks Mark kept her around the house, her
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fantasies grew. With Mark's help they began to write them down on his computer
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and sent them to bulletin boards he was on. The fantasies got darker, with her
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winding up dead or even tortured in some. In still others, she'd begun to add
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her friends, particularly her best friend Julie Roberts. The idea of Julie
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getting it really turned her on.
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For the time being, however, it was just her and Mark. As the week drew to a
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close, he raped her less and less. Over the last two days, he didn't touch her
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at all.
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On the morning of the last day he told her they were going shopping. Once more
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he laid out her clothes: a white long sleeve blouse and an acid washed mini
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skirt, white slippers -- the clothes she'd first been raped in. He gave her a
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pair of the crotchless panties and the holey hose to wear as well. She was
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practically shaking with excitement, realizing how many men would see her.
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They drove to the mall. It was a huge place, two stories, and easy to get lost
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in. Somehow, she did, becoming separated from Mark. Up until last week, she'd
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have been terrified. Now she was excited.
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She got a lot of looks, and eventually, a young man approached her. He asked
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her her name and then asked her if she'd like to have some pictures taken. She
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went along eagerly.
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He led her to a van in the lot and helped her in -- then shoved her to the
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floor and pinned her down. Shannon screamed and he slapped her. Not very
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hard, but enough that she knew to be quiet, and enough to scare her. Either
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way, she was already getting wet.
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Shannon begged him not to hurt her, forcing tears that came all too easy. He
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just grinned and dropped his pants. He wasn't as big as Mark, but he'd do. He
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flipped up her skirt and stared at the hose underneath.
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"What's this?"
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"M-My b-brother w-wants me to wear them", she said.
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"Smart", he laughed, and slammed into her.
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Shannon screamed. That hurt! But she liked it anyway. The man's hand clamped
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over her mouth and his other hand caught her wrists and held them together as
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he had his way with her. Shannon hid her orgasm behind whimpers and sobs. The
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guy neither seemed to notice nor care that she was wet and not a virgin. Mark
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had told her to lie and say she had an accident that caused her hymen to tear,
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in case anybody asked, and she didn't know why she was wet. He said that
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probably wouldn't matter, anyway.
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As her orgasm hit, something else occured to Shannon -- Mark wasn't there. He
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said he would be, too, but he wasn't. Suddenly she realized that this man was
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indeed a total stranger...and she was at his mercy.
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The stranger came a minute or so later, spewing his load inside of her. He
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pulled out and made her lick him clean. "Not bad", he told her. When he
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finishd, he tied her hands behind her and gagged her with a strip of tape, then
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tied her ankles. Then he climbed into the driver's seat and they took off.
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Shannon realized, with a thrill of excitement and terror, she would probably
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die today. She wondered how, and would he torture her first?
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The van stopped about half an hour later, and the side door opened. Four men
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in leather jackets and chains got in. Bikers. Shannon felt her heart leap.
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Over the next six hours Shannon endured a brutal gang rape that stretched her
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young body to the limits. There were fifteen men in all, and each took her
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every way he could, in positions she'd never imagined. Her clothes were torn
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off, she was slapped, her cunt and stomach punched several times when she
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resisted. She was choked unconcious twice while they raped her, bringing on
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untold orgasms.
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After the first hour, all of her excitment and lust faded and gave way to fear.
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By the sixth hour she was numb inside and sore outside. They dumped her
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unceremoniously out of the van into a grass patch beneath some trees, leaving
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only her ankles untied. After a while she managed to get up and started
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walking.
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It wasn't long before she was picked up by four high school boys. With her
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clothes in tatters, her hands bound behind her and only slippers on her feet,
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three of them took turns on her. It didn't matter that she was only eleven. It
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didn't matter that she'd been used. They saw pussy and they took it.
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The fourth boy took her when the others were done and held her tightly. She
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cried into his shoulder, needing the comfort. Eventually the other boys
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dropped her and him off near another car.
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As soon as the others drove off, he raped her, too. He called her slut and
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whore and said she deserved it. She felt she did.
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When he was done, he at least took her home. That was when he revealed he knew
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her and Mark. He didn't say anything else.
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Five minutes later she stumbled inside. Mark jumped up from the couch and ran
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over to her, holding her tight. He untied her, got her to the shower, and put
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her to bed. He was good the whole time. She told him everything, and then he
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gave her a sleeping pill and she was out like a light.
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xxx
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She spent the next three days in bed recovering. Not only physically, but
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mentally. And found that, in retrospect, she'd enjoyed herself. Only now did
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she realize that. It was terrifyingly fun.
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When she finally got out of bed, Mark told her Julie had been by. A slow, sly
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smile crossed her face. "Mark, do you think maybe Julie would...join me?", she
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asked.
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Mark grinned. "I think that could be arranged..."
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<TO BE CONTINUED>
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