BY POWERONE
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DR. MICHAEL LIBRARY. The most heinous and perverted crimes rarely get the publicity that they deserve, the general public spared the gruesome details that the victims had to submit to, the public unable or unwilling to even fathom what one human being would commit on another.
For the victim, many times it is only after acknowledging what has happened, can they go on and live a “normal” life. For the authorities and the medical community, it is necessary to learn the details so that society can deal with the people that commit these atrocities.
This book is a compilation of some of the case stories as told by the victims in intimate detail in hopes that others can learn from their suffering and society can punish their attackers.
Case One: Roxanne, age nineteen. A freshman at a local college, she is taken sick with suspected pneumonia. After a few days in the hospital, it looks like she is on the road to recovery, but suddenly; she suffers a relapse and is quarantined in the new contagious disease wing of the hospital by the mysterious Dr. Schneeberger. His credentials said he was from CDC in Atlanta, but no one bothered to check. It was the first use of the wing and the hospital did everything to make it a success, including leaving him alone to attend to the young girl. During the day, he kept her drugged and barely conscious, her parents and friends glad that she was at least alive and taken care of so expertly by the doctor, his features hidden in the biohazard suit he said he had to wear while taking care of Roxanne. As soon as visiting hours were over and the wing was silent, Roxanne began to come out of her drug-induced sleep, but her horror began each night. For Dr. Schneeberger was waiting for her, naked, subjecting her to the most horrific sexual perversions. When he finished with her, he mounted her mouth for the last time that night before she was put back into a drugged sleep, only to wake again to greater depravities. After five days, he disappeared as quickly as he appeared. Roxanne was alive and well, but scarred by the acts that she was forced to perform each night. Dr. Schneeberger, or whatever his name is, has never been caught after three years. There have been no other cases like this, but he was cunning, and authorities believe he just changed his M.O. Sexual monsters like him never change; they thrive on preying on innocent girls.
Case Two: Kristen, age nineteen and Tracy age nineteen. Freshman at a small university in the East coast, both girls sneak away from a school tour of a castle high in the mountains, hoping for a little excitement. Little do they know that their actions were expected, even counted on by a small group of men, headed by Mr. Peterson, the owner of the castle. He was joined by Mr. Howard, Mr. Edwards and Professor Johns. Kristen and Tracy were selected by the men. Kristen was a virgin, but she lost that right away. Raped and abused, not by just one man, but two at the same time. She found a shameful truth, forced to cum while being raped. Tracy took it harder and the men made sure she took it hard. They abused and punished her in every way, forcing her to perform the most perverted acts, her body a receptacle for the hot lust.
Case Three: Shino’s downfall was her slight build. A third generation Japanese-American, she still had the looks of a Japanese girl, but she was all American. Small breasts, petite with big innocent eyes and a small pert mouth, if dressed the right way she could pass for fourteen instead of her true nineteen-year age. That is what Michael was looking for when the snatched her up and took her deep into the mountain and jungle of Ecuador. Bound in stringent bondage for two days, all of her sensory perception taken from her, she is close to going insane when she is finally released. With the threat of more stringent bondage, Shino reluctantly agrees to give up all of her virgin holes to older men that pay dearly for young underage girls, even if it is only in looks. If she performs as demanded, she will be set free in thirty days. If she doesn’t, she risks going insane while bound and alone in her own head for a long period of absolute solitude. One by one, older men subject her to the most perverted sex acts, Shino forced to give her virginity to the men in multiple acts, each one more degrading then the last.
EXCERPT
He untied the rope around her waist, wanting her to be able to get into position without trouble. The stirrups were up high on purpose. Once he had her feet in them, he had a small bar that went on the inside that would make it impossible for her to lift them out without splitting her crotch up the middle. The chair was motorized, the back and seat sliding on a series of motors and gears that would raise her up and down, placed at a convenient height for him to probe her front and back. Her ass hole was already greased up, and he had a new anal spreader that he wanted to try on her. Of course, he, also had the metal speculums in the freezer.
He stood at the end of the chair, in the most embarrassing place for her, his eyes on her tightly clamped legs. He had undone the rope around her belly, but her arms were still bound behind her. She looked up at the stirrups. They were up so high, afraid her butt wouldn’t even be on the chair when she got into them, afraid that he would have access to her bottom, already greased up for him. She still couldn’t get the feeling that his finger was still in her rectum, not wanting to go through that again.
“Don’t make me wait, Roxanne, I am an impatient man and you will suffer for it.” She began to move immediately. It was such a sight to see, the shy, naked girl spreading her legs so willingly, first one moving so far to the right that her crotch opened up like a spring flower, the soft petals of her pussy lips revealing the pink insides of her pussy. She struggled to lift her leg so high, but when her leg settled into the first stirrup, her ass barely touched the chair. Her other leg was harder, Roxanne groaning as her crotch split her up the middle. Without her arms it was difficult, but with a loud groan, her other leg was finally settled into the other stirrup.
She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but the ache in her crotch confirmed how spread and open she was. David was staring up between her legs, Roxanne’s body covered in a shameful blush. She never felt so defiled before. All of her naked sex was open and exposed, vulnerable to this rapist. She feared what he would do to her now, her nipples still aching from the cruel torture he submitted her to. She watched as he put in a bar on the stirrup, realizing that she couldn’t pull her leg out anymore, trapped and spread.
“Such a delicious little slut you are, Roxanne. Now I can explore you intimately. I’m going to enjoy this so much, though I suspect you wouldn’t get the same pleasure that I will.” David pulled up the leather stool between her legs, just the right height as he gazed at the wide expanse of her naked sex. He brought over the other cart with his toys on it. He would explore her with his fingers before he used the speculum on her.
She tasted blood as she bit her lip when his fingers touched her thighs. She felt so dirty, his fingers sliding over her inner thighs, caressing her softly, yet she knew how painful he could make it. His fingers slid over the soft skin where her legs met her torso, the same spot that he tickled before, but not this time, the fear overtaking all of her feelings. His fingers touched her sex, running up the side of her slit, the shameful touch making her cringe, her natural reflexes of trying to shut her legs stopped by the painful spread of her legs in the stirrup. She couldn’t do anything as his fingers began to pinch her lips together, harder and tighter as he pulled them out as if they weren’t attached.
Roxanne had fat puffy pussy lips, his fingers easily able to grip them and pinch them tight, yanking them, her legs in the stirrups keeping her pinned and open. “Nice fat lips, Roxanne.” He pinched them until he saw her grimace in pain. His fingers moved up and down her slit, pinching her flesh as he did. He reached over and grabbed the clamps he used on her nipples, seeing the frightened look on her face. “Don’t worry; they aren’t going back on your nipples. I’m going to use them on your pussy lips so I can spread you open.” His laugh was deep and evil. He plucked one of her pussy lips open, using the other hand to open the clamp and grab the fat flesh between the metal jaws. He watched her face as the clamp clicked the first time.
“EEEeehh,” she tried to muffle her cry, but he continued to tighten the clamp, the sharp pain digging into the soft flesh of her pussy lips. She could hear the second click, even through her heavy breathing, the third click and the clamp dug painfully into her flesh, compressing the skin until it was crushed between the unyielding flesh.
He let the clamp fall. “Now for the other.” He loved the pained expression on her face as the second clamp crushed her other pussy lip. He grabbed each clamp in a hand, pulling them out until her pussy began to unfurl before him. “You open so nicely, Roxanne. Nice, pink inner flesh revealed, so tender, so vulnerable.”
She could feel the cool air of the room blow between the lips of her super-heated sex, David’s face only inches from her, his eyes staring lewdly at her sex. She never felt so much shame as her lips were pulled open until they were strained, her inside revealed obscenely. The clamps hurt, but it was more the constant spread of her lips, feeling like he was trying to tear her lips from her sex. “NNNNO,” she cried out when he released the clamps, both of them pulled to the side to leave her open and exposed, but it was his fingers that she feared. They began to explore her sex, staring with her inner lips, his fingers rubbing up and down her slit, touching her intimately over every inch of her pussy. Tears fell from her eyes as she suffered the humiliation of the enforced examination.
In spite of her fear, her pussy lips were still damp, his fingers sliding along the satin flesh of her inner lips. Such nice pink flesh, but he could see where the clamps dug deep into the fleshy outer lips, pinching them tight. His fingers slid up to the top of her slit, pushing aside her lips until he could see her tiny clit nestled beneath its protective hood. His fingers slid to the base of her clit, squeezing it until the tiny pleasure button popped out, putting more pressure on the base until the tip swelled with the trapped blood. His finger slid over the top of her clit, her muscles tightening as he stroked it, seeing her trying to fight the arousal in her pleasure button. It swelled as his finger tormented it to hardness. “You like your clit played with Roxanne, even when your lips are clamped.” He saw the shame on her face, but his finger continued to torment her red clit as it swelled in arousal.
She tried to think of anything else when his finger started to stroke her clit, but it was maddening, ruthless as it rubbed back and forth over the sensitive tip. She couldn’t help when it soared to hardness; the more she tried to ignore it, the more she felt it swell with trapped blood as his fingers pushed the blood painfully to the tip. She fought the wetness that his masturbating finger was drawing from her body. The tight bondage and the spread of her legs left her defenseless to the constant touch of his masturbating fingers.
“Yes, you’re getting wet for me, Roxanne. That will make it much easier to fuck you.” He released her clit, his fingers sliding down her slit until he came to her dark, tight mysterious hole. In spite of the wide spread of her legs, her pussy was locked tight like a virgin. She might have been fucked before, but she wasn’t used much. He pressed one finger against the tight knot of muscle that guarded her pussy.
He left her clit alone, but his finger was now poised to penetrate her. He smiled evilly up from between her legs, Roxanne feeling the pressure as it slowly began to force her to accept his fingers penetration. Her own juices were aiding him, his finger moving in a circle, stretching her hole open as she felt the tip of his finger began to enter her. She hated when her pussy pulled open and allowed his finger inside, slamming shut and gripping the tip inside her almost possessively. His fingers didn’t stop, moving around inside her, stretching her for something much bigger. She hated when she felt his knuckles slide through, more fingers inching its way inside her, stretching and teasing the soft walls of her pussy to spread open.
He loved her hot, tight hole, feeling the heat of her insides on his finger, no glove this time. She was really tight, her muscles clinging to his finger as he forced more and more inside her, bending his finger until her soft passage was forced to spread wider, getting her ready to fuck. He finally had his finger inside her, pulling out and then thrusting in hard until his knuckles banged hard against the tight opening. He pulled out, then back in hard, hearing her grunt this time.
The finger was sliding in and out too hard, his knuckles banging hard against her pussy as if he was trying to send his whole hand inside her. “GGGhh,” she cried out. She felt the stretching as two fingers began to enter her, forced to open wider to accept the thick digits. She could only sit there bound and spread, impaled on his fingers as he began to finger-fuck her with deep penetrating thrusts, stopping when he was knuckle deep, feeling him spread his fingers lewdly, her soft walls forced to spread painfully open. He enjoyed her pain and discomfort, two fingers becoming three as she groaned in pain. Not even a cock had been as big as his three fingers and he didn’t just stroke her, instead spreading them wide inside her until it felt like his whole hand was inside her.
His fingers were slick with her juices, glistening as they slid out, shoved back in until he was as deep as he could, and spreading them like giant tentacles inside her elastic walls. He pulled his fingers out, four fingers sliding inside her as she groaned again.
“Too many,” she cried out. It felt like his hand was inside her, no one had ever subjected her to such stretching, her insides cramping on the thick fingers. He shoved them ruthlessly in and out, pausing for a second before she felt it, more fingers sliding inside her. “No more!” She cried out, but she could feel his fingers stretching her until she felt his hand and knuckles grinding against her tight hole. She clenched her lips as his hand became more insistent, her pussy lips slowly straining to keep him out, but losing the battle as he strength forced them wide apart. “EEEEGGGHHH,” she screamed in pain as the thickness of his hand slid inside her. She felt the fingers moving inside her, fingernails scratching her sensitive passage, twisting and turning as they prodded and poked against the soft sides of her pussy. She never felt such horrendous agony, her pussy stretched until she was sure he would tear her.
It felt like his hand was encased in a hot furnace, her insides gripping so tight that he grunted to move his hand and fingers. He looked at the way her pussy had swallowed up his hand, pushing harder as her pussy slowly took the largest part of his hand and slowly began to shrink down as her lips closed around his wrist. He kept his fingers moving inside her, touching and probing her intimate passage as he twisted his hand from side to side.
“Take it out!” She cried but he didn’t care, his hand never stopped moving inside her, feeling like a giant rock inside her. She finally felt some relief when his fingernails scratched her cervix, the pain minor compared to having her pussy spread by his whole hand. “No more,” she yelled out when she felt his fingers moving, one by one he drew his fingers into a tight ball until she felt a tight, hard fist in her pussy. It only got worse, his fist turning and twisting, her pussy lips strained until they felt like they would tear off. “Please, no more!”
“A hot, cunt like that, I could stay inside all day,” David cried out in pleasure. “You can take it, you have no choice.” He began to punch her inside her pussy, pushing hard back and forth until his fist smashed hard against her cervix. Her cunt was stretched tight around his wrist, enjoying the tears from her eyes and the cries from her lips when he smashed her cervix with his knuckles, grinding them hard before he pulled back to punch her from the inside again.
She felt him pull his fist from her pussy, her insides sucked out by the powerful suction, painfully stretching her open. He only got a few inches before he shoved back in, her body forced to take the punishing blow as his knuckles bruised her cervix as she screamed in shocked pain. Her pussy ached as he began to punch her, each time drawing his fist out farther, only to shove it back in with greater force. “NNNNOOOO! NNNOOO!” Her voice was raspy as she cried out in pain as his fist pumped up and down her pussy until her muscles were forced into submission. How could a man do such a thing to a girl? It felt like he was going to punch his fist through her pussy and come out the other side.
His cock reared up in pleasure as he felt her tight cunt wrapped around his fist as he pounded in her with savage joy. What would it feel like if I shoved my whole arm up inside her, my fingers entering her womb? As much as he would like to continue, he drew his fist back from pussy one final time, savoring the tightness, straightening out his fingers as she moaned in pain. He drew it out slowly, enjoying the way her tight lips pulled wide until they threatened to tear.
“EEEEWWWW,” she screamed one last time as his hand popped from of her pussy, a deep pain still between her legs even after he pulled out. It felt like his fingers were still moving inside her.
David watched her pussy, still open even when his hand retreated, the hole slowly disappearing as it finally closed tight. He licked the sweet nectar of her pussy from his fingers, licking his lips. “You taste good, Roxanne.” He pushed the stool closer until his face was only inches from her pussy, inhaling the sweet scent of her juices.
One minute he was subjecting her to his fist inside her, the next she felt his hot breath blowing on her pussy. With her lips still pulled back by the cruel clamps, she felt his tongue go where his fingers had once explored. She closed her eyes and clenched her lips as she tried to endure, the pain still inside her pussy, but his tongue was doing something different, touching her maddeningly in all the right places. His tongue swirled around her clit, inciting a perverse pleasure that raced through her body. No one had ever touched her there with a tongue, Roxanne unable to stop the pleasure racing through her pussy. His tongue worked her over into a lather for ten minutes, even entering her, Roxanne feeling the tongue move inside her pussy where his fist had painfully stretched only minutes ago. She felt the shame when he pulled back from between her legs, his face and lips glistening with her juices. He licked his lips.
“I want to see inside you now, Roxanne. Deep inside you. I have a nice big speculum that will open you up.” David drew the table closed to him that held his instruments. He stood up and went to the fridge, opening the freezer, hiding it from her view when he walked over to her and sat between her legs again. He didn’t want to ruin the surprise as he took the speculum, still covered in a white frost of ice from the freezer.
She hated that part of the exam when she went to the doctor, a speculum opening her up. His fist had already done enough damage, sure that he wouldn’t be satisfied with the same way her doctor would do it. She felt him moving between her legs unable to see the speculum, but a chill ran through her body just as she felt cold hands touching her thighs. She didn’t understand the cold hands until she felt it. “NNNGGGGGGGGG!” It felt like it was a hot dagger entering her, now a cold speculum, the cold just as painful. It tore into her pussy just as his fist did, but the hard, unyielding metal was even worse. Her insides were spread wide, but the cold metal forced her elastic walls to shrink down on the cruel instrument. She felt the speculum opening rapidly, as David opened it deep inside her, her insides frozen from the cold metal. It hurt worse then the fist did, her insides forced open, but her muscles clenching tight from the coldness. She couldn’t say a word as her nipples hardened from the cold, goose bumps appearing on her body as she was chilled from the inside.
David opened the speculum as wide as he could, shining the tiny powerful flashlight in the dark, forbidden hole. It was as if he could see into her soul. He could see the pink flesh of her pussy, deep inside her where his cock would soon rape. “I can see all the way to the end of your cunt,” he teased her. He peered for long minutes before he pulled the light from her pussy. He closed the speculum inside her, slowly, letting her suffer the indignation of being manipulated by him.
She knew what he would do next. Her pussy had already been violated by his fingers and the cruel speculum, not surprised when she felt his fingers pulling her cheeks apart until she felt her anal ring opening. He had already greased her up back there, Roxanne surrendering to his anal fingering before she knew he wasn’t a doctor.
“Such a tiny hole, you’re going to have to open up for me, Roxanne,” he warned her. His finger played around the greased hole, seeing the muscles spasm. He began to push harder, his eyes glued to the tight, brown hole as it slowly opened and spread around his expanding finger. He enjoyed it much more this time, no glove in the way from feeling the heat from her body, her muscles gripping his finger as the tip entered her rectum. He was sure she was a virgin in the ass, but she wouldn’t be by the end of the night. He would enjoy sodomizing the young girl.
The tight bondage didn’t allow her to move away as the finger slid easily on the slick Vaseline that he had lubricated her with, the finger moving like a small animal that pressed into her intestines. She hated what he was doing to her, her muscles pushed aside by the powerful finger, the knuckles twisting and grinding on the elastic walls of her asshole. As before, one finger became two, Roxanne feeling the burning in her anal ring as she stretched to accept the probing fingers. They twisted and turned inside her, her muscles fighting a losing battle to keep them out. She cried out when three fingers stretched her, sure that her ring was bleeding, shamed as the fingers dug deep into her guts, his fingernails pushing hard against the soft, elastic walls, scratching them painfully. He fucked her with his fingers for long minutes; afraid he would shove his fist up her bowels and tear her forever.
He never felt anything as hot and tight as her asshole. Her muscles rippled up and down his fingers, already imagining how it would feel when they did that to his cock. Her anal ring was stretched so tight around his fingers, enjoying the way his knuckles stretched her wider as they moved inside her.
“NO, MORE!” She cried out as the fingers tore into her asshole.
“You ready to fuck, Roxanne?” He twisted his fingers deep inside her, pulling them open as wide as he could to stretch her elastic passage as wide as he could. She groaned in pain.
