1. Forced Love


    Date: 2/15/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bondage and restriction, Extreme, Male Domination, Rape, Reluctance, Written by women, Author: dragons girl, Rating: 58.8, Source: sexstories.com

    widow makers but it was a good day since no one died. I was the driver coming back but I was so tired. I was surprised I kept my eyes open. My stomach grumbled. I didn’t even realize how late it was. The sun was starting to set which means we missed lunch. Roger and them had to have missed lunch also. They took their jolly time whenever they went to town. My thoughts drifted back to Elyse. I loved to stare at her ass in the pants she wore that morning. She tried to cover her little mouth cut with a bit of makeup but she was so bad at it that we all saw it. I was surprised no one had asked me about it on this trip. It was probably for the best though, since there were two moving chainsaws at almost all times out in the woods, wouldn’t want an accident. Ha. The farm lights entered into my view and I pulled in and backed the truck up by the stove in the tent thing. It seemed crazy to me to have this outside. There were four garages on the premises and yet the most important vehicle was left to face the elements under a tent. After I turned the key off everyone piled out to unload the wood. We were pretty happy to be back at the farm so our work quickened. By the time we were done our faces were frozen and our fingers were numb but we didn’t even care. The farm house was in sight. We came in and the other men had already finished their daily chores and we could smell supper cooking. I was first in line for the shower so I kicked off my gear and went into the bathroom. I could ...
    hear them talking shit about me the moment I latched the door. I laughed as I lifted the toilet seat up to take a piss. I spat into the bowl, shook it a few times, and hopped in the shower. I started thinking of Elyse and my loins began to stir. As I was alone, I took hold and imagined my fingers were her mouth. It didn’t take long at all before part of me was being washed down the drain. I got out and as I was towel drying I heard a pounding at the door. Pricks. After each man has had his shower, Khloe called to us to eat. It was loud and rowdy as usual. Elyse kept giving me looks and sideways glances. I had to try pretty damn hard to ignore her flirty eyes. There were a few times that she “accidentally” kicked me under the table. It was almost more than I could handle. I was happy I never really helped clean up. I had a hard on like no other. When everyone else had finished, I was still nibbling so that I was the last one at the table. The women started to clean up around me and Roger was picking his movie for the night. I forced myself to think of the most disgusting things I could. When I was alright to get up and move about unnoticed, I carried my plate into the kitchen and handed it to Khloe. I turned to go downstairs to my room to take care of my little problem, but then I realized that Elyse wasn’t with the men in front of the tv like she normally was. I smiled and headed down the hallway towards her room. I saw her light was on and slowly opened the door. She was in ...
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