Maureen's Wet Dream About Being Raped
Copyright© 2023 by DirtyStoryLover40
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - This story is a dream a 70 year old lady has about being raped, which to her surprise made her wet.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Rape Heterosexual MaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Anal Sex Facial Oral Sex Revenge
I now grabbed her by the hair, yanking her to her feet. She cried out in pain, but I ignored her pleas, my grip tightening as I dragged Maureen to the sofa and forced her bent over the arm, I then lifted her red skirt up to reveal her purple granny knickers. I then took my belt off and said to Maureen
“I am now going to fucking belt your ass bitch, and your going to count every whack, and if you miscount I will fucking start again you dumb old cunt”
Maureen said “Please do not do this, please let me go” I grabbed hold of her hair pulled her head back and said “You’re wasting your breath you stupid fucking old cunt, do as your fucking told and count my whacks”
I let go of her head and stepped back, the leather of the belt felt smooth and supple in my hand. I raised it high, the air whistling as it sliced through the space between us.
The belt descended with a loud crack, the sound resonating through the room. She yelped, her body jerking as the first searing stripe of pain lashed across her ass. “One!” Maureen cried out, her voice breaking.
I brought the belt down on her ass again just as hard as I did the first time.
“Two!” she wailed, her hands reaching back to protect her stinging flesh, only to be batted away by my firm grip.
Another crack, another wail from her, but this time she did not count.
The rules were clear: if she missed a count, we started again.
“You’ve got to count every whack, you fat old bitch,” I growled, my voice a low, menacing threat. “Or this will go on all fucking day, which is fine by me as i am in no fucking rush.”
The belt struck again, the sound of flesh meeting leather filling the air. “One! She wailed”
I continued, each strike harder than the last, her cries mingling with the rhythmic cracks of the belt.
Once I had given her six of the best over her granny knickers it was now time to pull them down to get a look at how her ass looked now, then give her another six of the best over her bare ass.
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