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Dyke Bikers by enigma1
The dirty dyke biker lowered the unwashed, filty cunt to my mouth and slapped me several times on the face. Musky? much more, stinking, filthy, and drenched in piss. With my unfocused eyes, i could see a tattoo above her hairy cunt, FTW. I found out later it meant fuck the world. In the back ground i could hear other dyke bikers yelling encouragement and calling me names and telling Randi to make me suck that cunt and lick her nasty asshole.
I had been taken by three of them when i wondered into a bar just to grab a quick drink after breaking up with my girl friend. The next thing i knew i was on the back of a Harley and being wisked away. Now this filthy sticking cunt is being lowered to my mouth, the stench is overwhelming, but i'm weirdly turn on. My body betrays me and i lean up and begin to suck the nasty cunt as she slaps me and pulls my hair. OMG, why? Why do i love this? She's talking dirty to me, calling me awful names as i suck her stinking pussy and wanting more, gripping her clit between my teeth and shocked by long her clit is and i'm sucking it, pushing fingers up her awful smell cunt, wanting to please her but not knowing why. I feel myself throbbing, my pussy welling, omg, i'm cumming with out being touched....
back story, all true
The only way for me to get some closure on this is to write it down. This happened to me a year ago and it still clouds my mind and feels with both dread and yearning. Half of the time it frightens me to death and other times i want to get in my car and drive back there. How can this be? How can something degrading and horrible and the most exciting time I've ever had in my life at the same time?
My name is Pachi, that's a nick name, my real name is Patricia. I have had lesbian love affairs since high school. Only one truly got to me, the one who controlled me. I loved how she controlled every aspect of my life, but she broke up with me and i was crushed. I had many one night stands after that and some affairs, but none satisfied like that one.
I'm only 22, but so frustrated. I found one girl on line, she started out good, but over time fell in love with me and got weak. I wanted to see how weak, so i began to dom her back and she crumbled like a cookie. Though we talked, i finally stopped emailing her. I relented and called her back, mainly because she was so interesting and it did flatter me that she loved me so much. I teased her constantly telling her of girls i had flirted with and fucked. I know it hurt her, but i got a strange thrill out of it. Plus, she could surprise me with sudden domming that made me cum hard and she was very good at role playing.
But, then she proved how weak she was by telling me about a dom she had had and even volunteered to put me in touch with her. I knew wut a pathetic slut she was then and then she'd never give me what i needed. I got the addy and contacted the vicious dom, and i was so happy to be accepted by her. Now i had a real dom.
Still my mind was conflicted, i wanted to be controlled in real life, i even dreamed of biker dykes, living with one and being her slave. So, when i stopped in the this bar, i know i was really wanting something to happen and now afterward, I'm more crazy than ever. There's so much more to tell you...how my life has changed. But, now I must confess the horror, and this dream come true.
The Kidnap
The shack i was taken to was no more than a flop house, dirty, yet comfortable. I was given a injection of something almost immediately. I felt woozy and all my fear and dread seemed to drift away. The next thing i knew, I was naked and standing on a table with the sound of loud head banger music in the background. I was commanded to dance and i slowly began to sway my hips. I'm a tennis player, so my body is in great shape and i love to leave my cunny hairy, just enough trim to where my bikini.
I looked over the crowd. There were mostly leathered biker dykes, but some of their "old ladies" were a lot like me, but tattooed, also dressed in leather. Some were extremely attractive, but my eyes were glued to the rougher dykes, their look excited me and as i swayed my hips, i felt pussyjam flowing down my legs.
I danced, as they yelled and screamed at me. I began to move more and money began to be thrown on the table, some panties, some keys. This exhibitionism excited me to no end and I began to enjoy myself, thinking this is not bad at all. Not knowing what was lying ahead.
I saw bottle of booze, reefer and pills being passed around as i tried to focus. I heard some dykes yelling, "whose got her first?" followed by tons of laughter.
Then my legs were pulled out from under me and I was on the filthy floor. I hear a voice saying, "I'm Randi, and you're my new bitch".
I was mortified, but so excited She yanked off her jeans, and put her nasty cunt to my lips. She stunk so bad i was repulsed, but so excited. I began to eat her, suck her labs into my mouth. Tongueing deep inside her Her clit was so long and hard. I went for it.I must admit, i was mezmerized and i wanted it. i suck her fillty cunt and her even dirtier asshole.
Afterward, i was beaten, throw against the walls, bruised, battered and knocked out.
When i awoke, i was eating some new dirty cunt and asshole. My twat was being remmmed out, my nipples had needles through them, i had pussy clamps on and was drenched in piss.
I was told this was just the beginning. I then clean the shack and served dinner, mostly take out, wings and pizza. Naked all the while.
During the night, they had me suck off a huge dog while another fucked me. I thought that was bad enough but another fucked my ass.
This was only the first day. Then i had a major shock.
I was mounted by the most beautiful of the biker dykes. He kissed me and treated me tenderly, but when i thought she was going to rub her clit on mine, she had a massive cock. She gave me the best fucking of my life. I knew i'd never want a another boy. she came in me, only minutes passed before i felt her cock in my ass and she fucked me silly. I cleaned her cock with no resistance.
I fell asleep in a corner, someone put a blanket on me. I knew tomorrow would bring new experiences and i slept soundly
end of part one