Tribal Warwhores

From time to time the indians succeeded with capturing some white woman.

Then it was sexytime for her.

The warwhores was used as sextoys and mattresses by the entire tribe.

24/7 they was fucked.

Over and over.

A fate so very well deserved.

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Busted once! Busted twice!

It never stops to amaze me.

How confident they are.

How cocky they are.

How they provoke.

And how fast it may all change.

To bring justice upon them.

This bitch became my fuck number ten.

I found her just like that, and snapped a shot with my camera.

As it turned out she was already fucked and defeated by a grown man, who had left her unconscious there in the woods, already oozing sperm out her vagina, and she was no virgin before this man either, that I could see.

It is every young boys dream to find a treat like that ready for use.

Fainted and half-naked, with clear path for the cock.

And I mounted her and fucked her, right there on the spot.

It was some enjoyable sloppy affair.

And I kept on fucking her on the very same hard one.

After securing her vagina with two salvos of sperm, always my first priority, I took the time to totally stripping her. I then took her cunt one third time, had a piss on her face and boobs, and left her buck naked out there in the bushes.

I took away all her cloth, and the news later spoke about that nude teenager that had been running through the woods, crying hysterically.

All that she could remember from her ordeal, was that first grown man, who later got arrested.

But the baby she gave birth to nine months later, did not look like that man at all.

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Sexslave

A sexslave is someone who is basically a slave, but instead of other work or duties, they are put to good use as sexpartners.

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What being born a woman is all about

She was the bossy girl of some friend of mine, and she just so totally dominated him.

Always nagging and complaining, thinking that she was just so much better than everyone else.

Pro lesbian, pro choice.

We just could not stand for this anymore, and ganged up on her.

She became my ninth fuck, and I shared her with her former boyfriend, who from now on became her MAN with an M, and 10 other young boys.

Yes we really owned that bitch.

We came, we took her, then took her some more.

We all had her in every hole she got, and the bedpoles got marked all over, one after another, each mark representing a load of sperm into the bitch.

She screamed, she whined, she sobbed, she cried.

She rolled her eyes, she drooled, she gagged.

She rattled, she howled, she puked.

She got paler, she shivered, and she fainted.

Got woken up again, and more fucked, before fainting again.

It is always fun to see how many times it is possible to wake them up again.

She was tough, she did not go silent before the fifth da capo.

Yeah, she really got herself a long and hard lesson, regarding what being a woman is all about.

She started to treat her man with the respect he deserved afterwards (he was a good man) and she soon went into motherhood and devoted herself to familylife.

And all that bullshit about lesbianism and abortion, was never heard of again.

Or at least not heard of from her anymore.

Yes it is true.

Tarts can be tamed.

Bitches can be busted.

Justice will prevail.

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The Sweetest Thing

One of the sweetest things in life is looking at a mother with child.

And that good and caring mum, that we all just love to see, has still often been nothing but a bitch, slut, or even whore before she got busted and sperminated.

This one on the photo was my eight fuck, and I cannot deny I acquired a taste for gingers at my seventh fuck, at bandcamp. But she really was a bitch, bigtime, and she always made everyone feel so small, made everyone feel she was just SO much better and more important than anyone.

I had her alone for just half an hour, after I roofied her drink at a private party, but that was quite enough time for me, to give her three grand salvos of sperm into her cunt. And as it showed us nine months later, my little spermies found their target.

I left her nude and spreadeagle in the bed, but not alone. A man, one bastard that I have never liked very much, he was roofied too, and I stripped the schmock buck naked, and laid him over the bitch in missionary position.

I guess he got into trouble for that one, but the important thing was: I didn't.

He served a greater purpose, and helped me getting a bitch tamed.

A tamed bitch is a proud mother.

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Madonna

The Boytoy

From the very moment Madonna became the boytoy, she took the final step up the ladder, and found her place as another infamous millenniumwhore.

Number eleven. 

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Hex: A prime example

Long time before she was an infamous entertainer, Madonna was already a hex.

Most of the world just did not knew it yet.

But the locals knew.

One cheerleader was more cocky than everyone else.

Most cheerleaders deserve getting raped, and those who gets put to place this way, more often than not, turns into good girls afterwards.

Madonna actually got raped 3 times, but still never changed her ways.

And THAT is a hallmark of a hex.

They can not and will not change to the better.

They just refuse to surrender.

She was deeply underestimated.

The fools who did her, failed epic in bringing enough buddies with them.

One man, or even a few, can never singlehandedly outfuck a hex of her calibre.

Every smart man knows that.

Only teamwork, always.

After a while Madonna got some megahits, she became stinking rich, and she got herself bodyguards.

The train had left the station, and no good men has ever got near her since.

She escaped justice.

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The Sixth Sense

Here she is.

My sixth fuck.

She may look like a slut to you, in that revealing short skirt of hers, but as it turned out she was actually just a little bitch.

She was the girlfriend of a good compadre of mine, and she was a true virgin.

No one would ever get any pieces of her, althou she loved to showoff.

A typical virgin bitch, but actually a good girl deep inside.

My sixth sense told me that some day my compadre would get enough of this, and so it turned out too.

My compadre finally decided to teach her a lesson about the facts of life.

That piece of cockbait needed some deeper understanding about the relationship between men and women, about rights and duties, about what to expect or not.

6  more men marched right in after this picture was taken by my compadre.

Her facial expression betrayed her inner slut at once, she understood what was about to happen immediately.

No one really registered her actual words, but she kept on with some kinda typical female nagging when she was carried away to the bed by strong arms. As if she expected to have her say about the fucking or not, just as if she believed she had some rights or something.

As it turned out, she was only wearing the short dress, with nothing under it, and she was stripped fast and easy.

There was no problems holding her, one guy in each arm and foot, she was not that strong really.

And while we other kept our cloths on, her girlfriend and future husband stripped.

"You are mine!" my compadre said in his commanding voice.

"I will take you now!" he ended.

As a man of few words and louder action, my compadre mounted her body missionarystyle, and he started slowly pumping her.

The virgin jerked her eyes when her hymen was torn to shreds, and went into some kind of shock and awe.

Only some pathetic "uh-uh-uh" came out of her mouth, in time with the pumps.

Not only one, but five coheret internal cumshots he had into her.

At that time her lights was out already, with only the white parts of her eyes visible, and she was drooling.

I respect my compadre, and would never have fucked her unless he wanted me to do so, but he was very clear on that one. Anyone who did not fuck her, he would regard that as an insult. As if she wasn't sexy enough.

Every guy including me, the youngest, stripped and had her three times each.

And when the other five was leaving the fuckfest, I stayed, helped my compadre in binding the unconscious ex-virgin spreadeagle to the bed, and we both fucked her even more over the hours to come.

When she woke up the next day, still bound, we both had her vaginally two times again, before loosen her up, rolling her over, and my compadre was giving her a virgin assfuck. I then had her ass as the second, and I fucked her some, before rolling over with her on top of me, still cockjammed into her ass.

My compadre then mounted her vaginally too, and she got a virgin sandwich.

She then started crying and begging.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'll be a good girl. I'm so sorry."

It was like the sweetest music in my ears.

The bitch was finally broken.

Put to place.

It is probably impossible to get a happy marriage in any other way than this, and as it turned out, she became both a good wife and a devoted mother.

From time to time I still visit them, and she gets a reminder about the facts of life.

Once a bitch, they may always fell back into old habits, when not regularly busted.

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The Baby New Year

The babies born on New Years Eve is called newyearsbabies, and the very first one gets the title The Baby New Year.

If you want to get a child born that day, you'll get best odds for succeeding at 8. April.

Mambo Number Five

She strutted around almost nude.

Wriggled her ass.

Bouncing her boobs.

Sexy legs.

Shiny wet, all sweat, carrying some water.

I took her for a slut, and I approached her in silence.

She laid down her water can, and she said something to me in her own language.

I did not understand a word, but then again, it was not a conversation I was after.

I was alone on this one, and I started the busting with a cuntpunt, and them gave her some quick bellypunches as follow-ups.

As she sank down on all four, I gave her another kick in the cunt, and she went face down in the mud.

After years of pratice I'm a quick stripper, both on behalf of myself and the bitches.

And neither of us had much to wear in the heat anyway.

I rolled her over om her back, spreaded her legs, held her arms, and I mounted her.

She just jerked her eyes and went into some kinda shock, as my cock slammed hard into her vagina.

As said, I first took her for a slut, but as it turned out she was only a bitch.

When her hymen was torn I realized that I had got myself a virgin bitch.

She was sweating enormous amounts, and she was shaking like a leaf.

I looked deep into her wide open eyes, as I took what was mine to take.

A moment ago she owned her pussy, but now that had suddenly changed.

It was like she could not comprehend that she was powerfucked now, and that her body now belonged to someone else but her.

After the first goo went spashing deep into her vagina, I just kept on riding her on the same stiff cock, just as I use to.

And I realized that she did not fight, she just laid there in shock and awe.

I released her arms, and put my left hand around her back, and my right hand around her asscheek.

Just so I could squeeze her body even better, and really feel every inch of her skin against mine.

I love feeling them really good, all nude.

This, and giving her the finger up the rectum, and kissing her on her mouth.

And making as many hickeys on her breasts as possible.

After 8 internal cumshots I was ready to let her go.

After all she was a virgin when I busted her, althou her nakedness told every man otherwise.

She had only fooled herself by doing this showoff, and now she had ended up as a sperminated ex-virgin.

She had only herself to thank for her misfortune.

Hopefully she had learned something from this session, althou one never really knows about females.

Some do learn, as some just keep on their slutty ways.

Anyway I pissed on her, to compensate for me sparing her ass from my cock.

I smeared feces on her face to make her remember to be a good girl from now.

And I dumped some trash onto her naked unconscious body, just to tell her what I think about girls strutting around almost without cloths.

The little clothing she had, I took with me.

She deserved to crawl home naked when she woke up later.

Hopefully her nude body could attract other men to rape her too.

It would please me, if so happened.

The more, the merrier.








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Slag

A slag is a rapeworthy mature woman.

While mature women in general deserve our deepest respect and our protection, that duty does not apply to slags.

Besides the ordinary treatment, them slags should always get fisted too.

They should have known so much better in their age, and shame on them.

They need a reminder of their younger days.

A reminder about what happens to females of their type.

That kind of women always lose.

...always...

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Promotion

She first appeared in the Mickey Mouse Club.

A slightly provoking attitude, with her always open "fuck me" mouth, but kinda innocent and cute anyway.

Obviously a virgin, but she already liked to flash her legs as a pre-teen.

And she soon turned into a premium teenbitch.

Flashing every part of her gorgeous body.

Teasing, but never give anything to anybody.

But superbitches like that seldom manages to keep the slut within at bay.

Not for a long time.

There can be no doubt about that she's started fucking around.

And she started with cheating on her boyfriend, who still did not get any.

I promote her to a real millenniumwhore.

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