Don’t mess with the carpenter

When Sheryl woke up, she found herself bounded to a gym bench, lying facing down with her hands and legs tied to the side of the bench. The restrains alarmed the still groggy girl and she struggled against the unbreakable restrain.

“Oh, you’ve woken up.” said an ominous voice behind the terrified girl.

She wanted to scream for help, only to find her mouth were gagged.

“Don’t you worry. I won’t hurt you.” he said sardonically with his finger running along her spine, which made her realized that she’s naked.

Sheryl struggled even more.

“You should have pay me. I spend so much time working on your stupid request. All i ask is money, and yet you threaten to sue me. ”

“I will pay you.” Sheryl muffled through the gag.

‘Well, i’ve changed my mind. I think your body will worth my time. There’s just so many things  i wanted to try.”

The statement paled the girl to utter shock. What could the carpenter wanted to try on her? The terrified girl found some courage and desperation to look around her. In her view, she saw many tools, a typical installation of a hardware shop.

“I’ve prepared this for a long time now. I can’t believe i’m  finally able to use these babies.”

He placed a long case on the table located in front of Sheryl, inside her view. To her surprise, those things he mentioned just now were wooden dildos, arranged from small to big, with different shapes and engravings. The terrifying sight made the girl even more frantic.

“Don’t worry, they are smooth and clean.”

He took out the one at the right side, the smallest one out and installed it on his drill that he got out from the rack behind the girl. He pressed the button a few times to spring the drill into a roaring spin and slowly, he walked behind her. The girl pleaded in fear, hoping the man would just let her go. But her hopes shattered when she felt his fingers spreading her lips and the familiar sound of the drill could be heard.

“Hmm. I almost forgot.” he swiftly jogged to one end of his work shop and retrieved a bottle from a cabinet. The label on the bottle looked familiar to Sheryl. It’s the same bottle her ex-boyfriend took out during sex. It’s a lubricant.

The cold feeling spreading around her sex shook her from her thoughts. He’s applying lubricant on her thoroughly, pushing his finger inside her bounded pussy to ensure every part of her sex was wet and ready for the action.

The finger was replaced with the tip of the drill, the dildo installed to it. She struggled one last time, a last resort. But what can the tied up girl do. The drill sprang to life, and the tip began to spin on the lips of her sex. Slowly, and agonizingly, the tip began to sink into her sex, chiseling it’s way into her warm and wet pussy. Sheryl taunted her muscles as the overwhelming feeling spreading across her body. She had never been fucked in such manner.

The man pulled and pushed the running drill in and out of her. Sheryl pressed her forehead onto the bench, trying to hold herself.

“Look at your pussy, it’s so wet.” he said ominously.

The man finally stopped the drill and took it out of her. Immediately, she relaxed all her over-stretched muscle and lied lifelessly on the bench.

The man walked back to the rack in front of her and put back the used dildo on it. He skipped a few to the left and took out the one which is much bigger than the previous, with corkscrew pattern on it.

“This will really spread you out.” he smirked at her and walked around to her back.

The trapped girl shook her head radically, not wanting him to drill her anymore. Her pleads were ignored entirely as the man began drilling her once more. The giant dildo invasion caused her to arc her back. The huge thing slid effortlessly into her tight pussy. The huge size dildo shouldn’t have fit into her if it weren’t for the drill.

The man continued with his usual routine, moving the drill in and out of her. This time, the corkscrew pattern engraved into the wooden dildo was more than just rubbing her inner part, it dragged her sensitive flesh in and out as well, pushing the tied up girl to her limit.

Finally, the girl shuddered violently as her orgasm took control of her. She moaned loudly before collapsing her body on the bench. The man removed the dildo from her once more and walked toward the rack to replace the dildo with another larger one.

She moaned through the gag, pleading him to stop. But his eyes showed her his intention. He’s going to drill her with all the dildos available there. Once more the man returned to his position. Her pussy were drenched by her own fluid that he don’t need to reapply the lubricant. Not wasting any time, he drilled into her, spreading her out even more. The limb and tired body of Sheryl jerked back to life when the dildo began to have an effect on her sore pussy.

With her legs tied down, and her pussy exposed defenselessly, there’s practically nothing she could have done. The only thing she can do was to pray for him to stop, pray for someone to come and help her.

“Don’t worry, no one will interrupt us.” he said in an awfully calm tone, as if he knew what she was thinking.

Breaking her hopes, the man continued to drill her pussy till she let go of another orgasm. Followed by that, he changed the dildo to a larger one and drilled her again until she let out an orgasm. The man mercilessly made her orgasm many times until she finally fainted.

When the poor girl woke up, she found herself in a different position than before. Her body now faced up, with her breast exposed as well as her sex. Her wrists and ankles were cuffed to a chain that is connected to the floor.

“You’ve woken up. Now we can get things done.”

“Stop it.” she’s surprised that her mouth was not gagged when her voice can be heard clearly.

“Shhh….everything will be fine now.” the man climbed onto the bench, with his length sticking out, touching her sex.

“Open up for me baby.” and he thrust his length into her.

Her pussy opened to him, welcoming his length into her, milking him.

“Ohhh….your pussy is so loose.” he whispered.

The girl couldn’t voice out anything at all other than the occasional moaning and sobbing. She legs were held wide opened, forcing her pussy to accept him, all of him as he ruthlessly rammed his length into her.

Not long after, the inevitable end was reached and the man drawn out everything and unloaded into her. She pulled against the restrains, trying to escape his impregnating seeds. But the chains held her still, ensuring everything went into her without any unwanted interruption by her movement. The warmth of his load filled her pussy, feeding her with his seeds.

“Oh, i will surely like to try that other hole of yours.” he moaned.

“Please.” the girl sobbed.

“Don’t worry, i won’t hurt you. I only wanted to fuck you.” he grinned at her.

“You’ve already did. Now let me go.”

“I planned to fuck you for life. Stay here and enjoy all my toys. I think i will make more, just for you.” and he kissed her lips.

About robsam1991

Even though my stories depicts rapes and violence on women(mostly), i never once condone the action. Not even the slightest. In fact, i despise men who rape women. I never agreed on that women who wear provocative clothing were to be blame on for the rape; though they should take precautions when necessary to avoid risk. As a man, i think it's our responsibility to control ourselves and never let our urge out on innocent people. If you feel like raping someone, then treat a girl nicely so that she would opt for a role play where you can play out a 'rape' on her satisfyingly. Please use safe word.
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7 Responses to Don’t mess with the carpenter

  1. girlforhim says:

    Very sexy. Love the idea of the wooden dildos with the various patterns. Nicely written.

  2. With havin so much content and articles do you ever run into any problems of plagorism or copyright violation? My site has a lot of unique content I’ve either created myself or outsourced but it appears a lot of it is popping it up all over the web without my authorization. Do you know any techniques to help stop content from being ripped off? I’d certainly appreciate it.

    • robsam1991 says:

      I do get some ideas from novels or other sites on the grammars and style of making my story more approachable to the reader, not to mention to enrich my vocabulary bank. The story lines are all from my imagination. I don’t know if i had plagiarized someone’s work out of coincidence because the internet is simply boundless. But my consciences are clear, i never take others’ articles and put as mine.
      To answer that other question of yours, i think there’s no way you can stop plagiarism in internet. Many writers are not trained to cite or quote. Even for me, if it weren’t for my friend who taught me data citation, i won’t even know it existed. I guess the best way is not to put on the internet if you don’t your article to be plagiarized. Personally, i don’t mind people taking my idea as long as they are not using it to commit crime.

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