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From: an150295@anon.penet.fi
Date: Thu, 10 Nov 1994 22:14:59 UTC
Subject: "Cautionary Tales #1" 2/2 (rape,mf,mm, violence)
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                         Cautionary Tale #1 (2/2)
                            By Kinara in Thorns

WARNING: This story contains rape, violence and sex between mm.
If you are under 18, DO NOT READ!
If you are offended by such things, DO NOT READ!

                                  Part 2.

     Suddenly, a hard object fell like a blow upon his shoulders,
and he was grasped painfully and hoisted up into the air, his
still hard cock denied the few final thrusts it needed to spend
itself.  He yelled and struggled in the air, trying to look
around to see what had grabbed him so rudely.  Kaisa, looked up
at him with terror in her eyes, then she fainted.

     "Rafish" boomed a low voice close to his ear.  "You have
sinned in our eyes."  The thing holding him up, suddenly let go,
and he fell crashing to the ground.  Rolling over, he looked up
at the voice and gasped in horror.  Standing before him was a
being like none other. It stood 15 ft high with blackish reddish
skin that seemed to swirl around and drip and ooze.  It's eyes
were a blazing green.  He could not tell it's sex though it
seemed to be naked.
     Rafish let out a howl of terror and tried to run away.  The
thing behind him laughed and spoke once more.
     "You cannot run You cannot hide my little flesh-lad."

All around him then, the forest disappeared and became rock and
pools of glowing molten metal.  Rafish shrieked as he ran into
the side of a wall, where once had been a path through the trees.
He fell down sobbing, his head against the wall.  He stopped
crying when he heard the muffled sounds coming from within the
wall.  Sounds of shrieking and moaning, calls for help and for
mercy from the voices of countless men and women.  He backed away
from the wall and those sounds of doom, trembling violently. 
From behind him the dreaded voice spoke:

     "Welcome to your purgatory." it said.  Rafish spun around to
face it.
     "Who are you!" he yelled.
     "We are the Mintaks." the thing replied, advancing on him.
"And we have been watching you."
     Rafish shuddered at the words. So then, it was true...all
true. "What are you going to do to me?"
     The Mintak laughed again, an unpleasant gurgling sound. "We
will take our pleasure with you, like you have done to others."

     The Mintak raise it's hand and Rafish felt a presence behind
him. He spun around and there stood two females, both wearing
dresses like the one Kaisa had worn.  They were beautiful, and
even in Rafish's terror, he felt the vague stirrings in his
groin.  The two females came forward and each one grabbed his
arms and hoisted him up to his feet.  His baggy trousers fell
down , exposing his naked, now shriveled cock.  With deft
fingers, one of the females quickly pulled his shirt off and
tugged the trousers away, so that he stood naked in front of the
looming Mintak.  He shivered although it was not cold.
     
     "Bend him and hold him." the Mintak ordered, and the females
complied.  They grabbed him, and with surprising strength, they
turned him around and bent his back over so that his ass cheeks
split open, exposing his puckered anus.  He tried to struggle,
but he found that in their hands, he could not move.  He heard
the Mintak move closer.

     "Ah, what a tasty bit of ass." the creature sighed as it
reached out and caressed the boy's quivering cheeks. The touch
burned cold on his sweating ass, and Rafish felt his body buck to
the touch.  The hands now grasped each of the cheeks and parted
them roughly.  The place where it's groin would be suddenly
sprouted a massive organ shaped like a penis.  It pushed the head
of this in between the parted ass cheeks, up against the tender
anus.
     When Rafish felt the cold sting against his anus, he renewed
his struggles, sobbing "no no no", but all in vain.  The creature
gripped him by the hips and pushed itself inside.
     The pain was undescribably.  Rafish saw red and heard the
screams and then realized they were coming from himself.
     The Mintak buried itself all the way into the fleshy bowels
and then flexed up and amazingly, it lifted it's penis
vertically, so that Rafish was lifted as well.  The two females
let go of him as he went up, and his own body weight drove the
cold bitter cock further into him as he sat on it, screaming and
struggling.
     The Mintak laughed and started to stroll around as the boy,
impaled, could do no more than scream.  "This is what you
deserve, flesh-boy." it said, enjoying the feel of the struggling
lad on it's engorged member.  When Rafish finally lost
consciousness, the Mintak lowered him and let his inert body
slide off and onto the ground.
     "Prepare him for the games." it told the two women.  The
women shimmered and seemed to melt. Their girlish faces
dissolved.  When they stepped out of the dresses, they looked
like the Mintak, reddish brown, huge and non-descriptive. 
Slowly, they walked over to the limp boy, hoisted him up, and
carried him off.
     When Rafish awoke, he whimpered in pain, the burning in his
ass inflaming his whole body.  He was lying, naked on the hard
rocky ground.  His sweat, mingled with the dirt, had caked onto
him in a disgusting film.  Cautiously, he looked up and
immediately recoiled at what he saw.  Standing around him in a
ring were about 12 of the Mintaks.  They stared down at him with
glowing green eyes.  All of them had long hard penises.
     "So, the Flesh-boy awakens at last." one spoke in a low
rumbling voice.  Rafish moaned and tried to curl up in a fetal
position, but he was grabbed and hoisted to his feet.
     The cold wet hands were all over him.  His arms were held up
and his legs spread far apart.  Fingers prodded at his burning
anus and grabbed his shriveled balls.  His penis was grasped and
pulled and his nipples pinched.  All this he endured between
whimpers of pain and fear, until one slapped at his exposed
testicles, causing his body to shudder.  He howled and struggled
in their arms.
     This seemed to delight the Mintaks, for they renewed their
probings, splitting his ass cheeks wide open and thrusting their
fingers past his swollen and throbbing sphincter.  His mouth was
forced open to endure the fingers probing at his gums and sliding
down his throat until he gagged.  One Mintak pushed a slim finger
through the glans hole in his penis, causing his body to buck in
pain in their arms.
     Then he was dropped back to the ground and forced to crouch
on his hands and knees. When Rafish felt the cheeks of his ass
parted once more, he knew what was to come and he sobbed for
mercy and relief.  Instead, he felt the cold meaty object plunged
into his ass once again, filling his quivering bowels with more
red iron pain.  He opened his mouth to scream and another Mintak
cock was pushed in and down his throat.  He tried to bite it, but
it pushed in farther, and the Mintak owner just grinned a
horrible grin of glee.
     Rafish was being pumped into at both ends and it was pure
agony being used like this.  His balls and cock were clenched
between Mintak hands, pulled and twisted until the tears ran from
his eyes.  The fucking seemed to go on for hours as each Mintak
had it's turn.  Mintak jism drenched his body in long ropes of
red like sticky blood, it plastered against his body.  After what
seemed like an infinite amount of hellish time, Rafish finally
slipped into dark comforting unconsciousness.

     When he awoke, Rafish found himself beside a stream in a
familiar wood.  He groaned and looked around him, hoping it
wasn't a dream.  The pain that stabbed at his anus and throat
told him that he was indeed awake. Sobbing, he rubbed his face
into the ground and kissed it, tears mingling with the leaves and
dirt.  His body, sore and sticky shuddered in relief and memory
of the terror as he lay there.  From that day onward, Rafish
never laid another hand on a woman that did not wish for him to
touch her.  In fact, he grew up to be a fine young gentleman,
much to the surprise of his mother who had just about given up
hope for him.  And he never ever told a living soul about the
time he spent with the horrifying creatures.

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