1. The Island, Chapter 13


    Date: 4/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Cruelty, Non-consensual sex, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 93.1, Source: sexstories.com

    cheek. I began pumping into her cunt forcefully, slamming my pelvis into her ass with each thrust. “Where is Allah?” I screamed at her. “If you are of the true faith, where is he? Ask him to make it stop if he is pleased with you.” She was crying and chanting prayers in Arabic, snot running down her face, as I abused her. “Where. Is. Your. God?” I punctuated each word by pounding into her pussy like a pile-driver. I wanted to force her to give in, but I was close to blowing my wad. Finally she was quiet. She lay there on her knees, face in the dirt, taking her drilling passively. She shook with her sobs. I accelerated my thrusting, rising toward climax. “I am lost!” she wailed in agony. “Allah has left me to damnation. I have been deceived. All I have fought for and believed is a lie. I am yours to use as you wish. I deserve no more than this.” I had broken the bitch! Savage joy powered my final penetration of her pussy as I unloaded a burning jet of semen into her vagina. I held her hips tightly as I released the last drops of jizz into her, then pulled out. I stood up, leaving her collapsed on the ground, shaking. “You have perverted every aspect of your faith and made a mockery of your God. He will surely see you in hell for what you have done. I’m glad I was the instrument of your fall. I hope you suffer tenfold for every life you have taken. For every mother now crying for her lost child, every husband grieving for a wife taken from him, I hope an everlasting agony of ...
    the soul drags you into a pit of despair. You are not human, and now you know how low you are in the world.” I wiped her leavings off my pubes and cock with her own burka, and threw it on her. I stepped away to dress, pulling on my shorts, and trying to somehow tie together the waistband to keep them on. I didn’t fear another attack; she was broken. But she did manage to surprise me in another way. While I was distracted, she silently rose to her feet, and ran naked into the trees on the west side of the clearing. I quickly took off after her, but it was too late. I wasn’t sure if she knew what she was doing, or if she ran blindly, but within a few steps she reached the rocky cliffs overlooking the sea. She never even hesitated, just ran full tilt out into the air, and dropped like a stone, silently, onto the boulders at the water’s edge. Her broken body lay at an impossible angle; clearly she was dead. I stood there, stunned. I knew I had destroyed her spirit, but I had had no idea just how completely. As the red haze of rage slowly dissipated, I realized the enormity of what I had done. I had raped a woman! Yes, she was a mass murderer and had been pure evil, but I had raped her! My god, I was a doctor! I was supposed to help people, not drive them to suicide. I was now questioning everything I thought I knew about myself. Maybe the field hockey players had been right with their first impression of me. Maybe I was a monster and a sick fuck. I slumped to the ground in shock. ...
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