MISOGYNY by Amandablonde

Feature Writer: Amandablonde

Feature Title: Misogyny (The Destruction of Tania Knowles)

Published: 18.05.2021

Story Codes: Young, NC, Rape

Disclaimer: The characters and events depicted in this work are fictional. The author does not condone or promote any unlawful activity such as is depicted in the story. By continuing to read this work you acknowledge that you are an adult who wishes to read works of fantasy and fiction for the purpose only of fantasy.

Misogyny

It is the year 2030. Feminists control the government and society. But men and their true female supporters are fighting back. “The Organisation” as it is known is undermining the unnatural control of feminists by kidnapping and gang raping their leaders. One by one the feminist leaders are hunted down, taken and gang raped by the leaders of the Organisation. These rapes are live streamed to spread fear and disorganisation among the enemy. The feminist regime is tottering. Refugees are finding their way to the Organisation to help their cause.

The Organisation uses convicted sex offenders escaped from jail as its shock troops. The key target now is the feminist leader Tania Knowles. She is well guarded and her capture and punishment will not be easy. But the impact of her abduction and live gang rape will, the Organisation calculates, finally topple the regime. They lay detailed, careful and meticulous plans. Nothing can be left to chance. In the destruction of Tania Knowles lies the key to the destruction of the entire regime.

The Organisation is not defined by a hatred of women per se, but rather a hatred of feminist women. Women who know their place, who worship cock and who submit to sexual abuse are valued, even celebrated. The Organisation is condemned as misogynist but in truth they only want to return women and men to their natural order, where women are hunted, captured and raped and women make sure that they are impregnated by the most dominant and strong males. Thus the species is preserved and improved.

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Tania Knowles’ motorcade made its way slowly down Broadway. The motorcycle outriders guarded the flanks, and the heavily armoured guard vehicles were in front and behind. It appeared secure but it was not. Two surface to surface missiles took out the armoured guard vehicles forward and rearward of the VIP limo. From windows of buildings on either side stun grenades disabled the motorcycle outriders. Twelve men in flack jackets rushed the official vehicle and blasted open the doors with small explosives.

Bursts of machine gun fire took care of the security detail inside the car. Only the driver and Tania were left. He was disabled with a blow to the back of the head. She was dragged screaming from the vehicle, her brunette hair flying as she vainly fought her attackers. A sound from the air indicated that the chopper was overhead. Ropes dropped and the twelve attackers grabbed them after tying one to Tania’s waist. The ropes were retracted and the men and Tania were hauled rapidly upward into the helicopter. It had taken less than sixty seconds. The chopper whisked its cargo a relatively short distance to a small airfield on Long Island. A needle jabbed onto the arm of Tania Knowles left her unconscious.

The attack detail exchanged high fives. The attack had been perfectly executed. The Feminist authorities were only now being made aware of what had happened and were slow to react. They did not have a track on the helicopter yet and by the time they did it was landed and emptied. The men and Tania were transferred into an executive jet and were gone, outside controlled airspace in a matter of minutes. Then, flying low to avoid radar, the jet made its way at high speed to an island in the Bahamas, where, on a secure estate, the leaders of the Organisation were gathering to punish Tania as she deserved.

The private jet landed softly on the tarmac of the privately owned island. It had not been traced. The men who had captured Tania carried her bodily down the steps of the plane to the waiting car. She was still unconscious. The car drove some miles from the airport to a luxury estate overlooking the azure sea. This was the secret headquarters of the Organisation. Tania was placed in a basement cell, a camera trained on her. The room was otherwise plain white and bare. The assault detail reported to their commander and received hearty congratulations, including from the Guardians, the men who controlled the Organisation. The men were given their choice of women and girls from the pleasure wing of the estate as part of their reward. The Guardians then met to review and approve the plans for the degradation of Tania and the destruction of her feminist regime.

Some hours later, Tania stirred. The camera was activated by her body movement. She appeared stunned, and uncertain. Her expensive clothes were in disarray and she tried to put it in place. A voice came through a hidden speaker.

“Hello Tania.”

“Who is that?”

“I am your nemesis.”

“Who are you. Why have you brought me here?”

“To show you the error of your ways my dear.”

“Error, what error?”

“Your feminism. It must be eradicated from you.”

“Fuck you.”

“Yes, I believe you will.”

Tania began to scream abuse at the hidden voice. She fell silent, however when hidden projectors began to play on the plain white walls of her cell, images and sounds of her former colleagues who had previously been captured and gang raped. Their struggles and screams were, she knew, a prelude to her own torture and rape, and it chilled her to the bone.

“Please let me go. You will not be punished I promise.”

“You will be kept here until you repent and recant.”

“What are you going to do with me?”

“We will remake you into a proper woman.”

“The authorities will be looking for me. They will find me and you will be destroyed.”

“I think not. Now lie back and rest Tania, for tomorrow will be a testing day for you …”

Violent pornography began to play on the walls surrounding Tania. Images and sounds of women and girls being hunted down, captured, stripped, held down and savagely gang raped. Tania tried to cover her eyes and ears but she could not shut it out. It continued for hours until she eventually fell asleep in the foetal position on the hard cold concrete floor.

Elsewhere in the mansion the Guardians’ Executive Council meets in informal session. Six middle aged men sit in wicker chairs on the patio, enjoying the sunshine and the spectacular view of the coast. There are statues on the patio of men raping young women either singly or in groups. The men are sipping on cool drinks brought to them by naked female servants. Several of the men slap the backsides of the serving girls or tweak their nipples as they put down their drinks. Between the legs if each man is a pre teen girl, also naked, busy worshipping their cocks with their mouths. The men are used to this and continue talking as if nothing unusual is happening. Occasionally one of the men will caress the hair of the girl sucking him, as a sign of approval or reward. At times a man will slap one of the girls, or force her head deeper onto his cock, signifying that she needs to do better. The men are discussing the capture of Tania Knowles.

“I can’t believe how well the mission went. Absolutely nothing went wrong. It was perfectly executed.”

“Yes, our spies within the Feminist power structure report that there was no trace on the jet and no link to us here.”

A man laughed.

“They are all fucking going ape shit over the loss of their leader. I say it is time to finally strike them all down”

“Agreed, but we must not move prematurely. We must make maximum use of the Knowles woman. She must be our instrument to destroy their morale.”

“I agree. We should make her call for the dismantling of the whole feminist apparatus. We must make her show her people that all is lost!”

There was a chorus of agreement. They continued talking until they had finished their drinks, and the girls worshipping their cocks had either finished their work or they tired of their ministrations.

The Executive Chairman used his cell phone and ordered security to take Tania to the rape room and secure her there. The Guardians were to make a live broadcast to the world, announcing her capture and degrading her by gang raping her.

The order was acted upon immediately. Tania was removed from her cell and half carried half dragged to the ceremonial rape room. This was a purpose built windowless room deep within the mansion. The walls were oak panelled and partially covered with tapestries depicting the gang rape of woman and girls. Cameras were fitted to the walls and ceiling to film the rapes and they were sometimes live streamed. This was one such occasion.

In the center of the room stood a wooden rape frame, on which the victim could be secured. Tania was not tied on the frame as yet but was suspended by a rope from the ceiling with an “O” ring inserted into her mouth and her arms cuffed behind her back. She was forced to kneel before a statue at one end of the room. This was a likeness of Karl Sagerson, a notorious mass rapist who had been executed for his crimes by the feminist regime. Now Tania was forced to abase herself in front of his statue, on her knees with his huge marble cock inserted into the “O” ring in her mouth.

As she kneeled and was forced onto the cock a hidden voice announced to the world that Tania Knowles, leader of the Feminist regime, had been captured and brought to a secure location to be called to account and punished. Viewers were invited to watch and enjoy the scene and to see the impotence of the feminists, and the dominance of the Guardians of the Organisation. As the introduction was completed the six executives of the Guardian Council filed into the room. They were black leather hoods and masks and red cloaks. They filed either side of the rape frame and lined up either side and behind the kneeling naked figure of Tania Knowles. Each man carried a leather whip. Despite their stately entrance the men were excited. They were really going to enjoy this gang rape of their foremost enemy!

Tania attempted to pull herself off the marble cock in her mouth. She was pinioned by the arms by two guards however and she had to content herself by mouthing obscenities incoherently. The Guardians lined up with their whips raised and brought them down on her back like a falling wave. The Chairman spoke loudly, condemning Tania for prosecuting sex offenders, for her pro feminist eduction campaign, for her campaign against pornography and prostitution and, most of all, for crimes against humanity. Tania Knowles was condemned for attempting to upset the natural order of gender, which was not only a crime against humanity but also a crime against nature.

Men were endowed by nature with the will to rape, and women were endowed by nature from birth with the desire to be raped. Pornography was an essential tool to promote the natural order of things. Prostitution was a noble profession into which girls should be encouraged at an early age. Rapists should be honoured and celebrated, not prosecuted. Tania must symbolically atone for her sins and those of her followers by corporal punishment, by honouring the memory of the martyr Karl Sagerson, and begging forgiveness on his cock.

The blows fell on Tania’s back faster and harder as the Chairman spoke. Six whips falling in a rolling cascade of blows from each member of the Executive Council. They beat her each six times, which made thirty-six blows in all, one for each year of Tania’s life. She was sobbing now with the marble cock of the statue still in her mouth. Large welts showed on her back from the whipping.

The Chairman motioned with his hand and the security guards hauled Tania off the marble cock. She kicked and struggled still as they dragged her to the rape frame. The frame had an arch in the middle and four clamps on the corners. Tania was hauled face down onto the frame with her legs splayed outwards as her ankles were clamped to the rear clamps and her wrists to the forward clamps.

Her ass was raised and her head hung down. In front of her a large tapestry depicted a wild scene of mass rape, with groups of men raping women and others raping young girls, who were being held down by their mothers. Set into the floor right in front of Tania’s face was a small screen, on which played scenes of fathers raping their daughters while their mothers held them and urged on the rapists.

The Chairman threw off his cloak. He was naked underneath but for a golden face mask. His cock stood out proudly from his body, and he displayed it for the cameras. Then he moved between Tania’s splayed legs and positioned the head of his cock at the rear entrance of Tania’s cunt. Her genitals had been shaved in preparation for this moment so that the world of viewers would get the best possible view of her rape.

In a loud voice the Chairman called out, “This is the fate of all feminists!” as he drove his cock brutally into Tania’s cunt.

She screamed as she looked in horror at the scene of incestuous rape playing out on the small screen on front of her face.

Two members of the Guardians’ Executive Council stood on either side of the rape frame, stroking their cocks and chanting. They too had dropped their cloaks and wore face masks, but of silver not gold, which was reserved for the Chairman. The sixth member moved to where Tania’s head hung down, between her and the tapestry and with a foot either side of the screen she was being forced to watch.

“Are you enjoying that bitch?” he enquired sarcastically.

“No,” she responded quietly.

“What would you prefer?” the man continued, “Watching the family rape or sucking my cock?” \

Tania was silent for some moments and then responded quietly.

“Your cock.”

The man called out triumphantly, “Observe now, the bitch has chosen of her own free will to suck my cock as she is being raped by our Leader!” He held Tania’s head up by the hair, “Is that true bitch?”

“Yes,” responded Tania in utter shame, but she could bare to watch the child rape any more.

Still holding Tania’s head up by the hair with one hand the man guided his cock through the “O” ring in Tania’s mouth and down her throat. She shuddered and gagged and he withdrew a little, allowing her to breathe, before driving his cock back down her throat.

The cameras panned out to show the full view of Tania Knowles bound and being raped in her cunt and throat, while four other Guardians masturbated over her beaten and wounded back. Then the cameras zoomed in for a close of view of the Chairman’s cock pounding into Tania’s abused cunt, and then another close up view of the other Guardian’s cock sliding effortless down her throat. Then the cameras showed close up views of the other four Guardians cocks as their masturbated over Tania’s back.

The voice over from the commentator in the hidden broadcast center announced that Tania Knowles would be gang raped each day until the demands of the Organisation were met. And what were those demands? They were the resignation of the entire feminist administration, new elections, the repeal of all sex offence laws, the legalisation of all forms of pornography, the release of all sex offenders from prison, a new education curriculum and a life pension for all prostitutes on their 50th birthday, provided that they had been sex workers for a minimum period of 40 years.

The Guardians slowly built to a climax in their rape of Tania. As they approached orgasm the Chairman and his deputy raping her cunt and throat pulled out. They threw back their heads and roared as they shot ropes of semen over her ass and face and hair. The two jerking off then came over her back, rubbing their semen into the welts on her back, causing her intense pain. Tania wailed delightfully. The cameras panned over the pools of cum and then focussed close up on Tania’s tortured face, dripping with cum.

The voice in the studio then called for all true men and women to rise up and overthrow the feminist regime if they would not resign. They had twenty-four hours to quit or face the apocalypse. In the event of non compliance the voice called for those in jail to overcome their guards and break out. It called for feminists everywhere to be raped with impunity. It called for teachers to rape their students, for fathers to rape their daughters, and for mothers to help the fathers. It called for a mass orgy of retribution on all those who had offended against nature.

Then, when it was done, the broadcast ended. Tania was returned to her cell, to face 24 hours of non stop violent child pornography on screens filling every wall. This was to break her will to resist. The Guardians wanted her to become compliant in order to serve their purposes, but for now she was far from compliant and must be psychologically broken.

The reaction from the Feminist regime was shock and rage. A state of emergency was declared. Schools and parks were closed. Inmates were confined to their cells. A twelve hour curfew from 6pm to 6am was declared. The loyal police and army patrolled the streets. Feminist propaganda appeared in an attempt to rally supporters to their cause. But there was an unmistakable sense of trouble brewing.

Many police and troops failed to report for duty. Armed men were detected roaming in woods just outside the cities. Several news outlets refused to broadcast the feminist propaganda. Prison guards were leaving their posts and several mass break outs were reported. The curfew was not being respected and there was insufficient manpower to support it. A sense of panic grew among the feminist leaders, particularly when “WANTED” posters began appearing with their images and details of their home locations and family. The signs were all there of the regime being on the brink of collapse.

The collapse came over the course of the following week. Day by day there was more open defiance of the feminist regime. In numerous schools, feminist school girls were being gang raped, even though schools had been closed by emergency decree. Increasingly, sex offenders roamed the streets, having walked out of jails that were left unlocked and unguarded. The police and military returned to their bases to await developments. The feminist leaders were forced to rely on private security, and even they were proving unreliable. There were reported cases of private security details turning upon their female clients and viciously raping them. Several of these rapes were live streamed on the internet and the broadcasts had a catastrophic impact on feminist morale.

Only one media network remained loyal to the regime and that was hit with a massive bomb explosion which caused its closure. Armed men roamed the streets, ignoring the curfew and picking off whatever women and girls they took a fancy to. Feminist websites were hacked and made to broadcast violent and child pornography. Chaos reigned. Some of the wealthy and well connected feminist leaders fled the country and others went underground. Within a week the regime was like a ship with nobody in the wheel house. All was drift and chaos. Clearly something needed to be done.

Tania, held captive still, was forced to watch the reports of the collapse of her regime. She sobbed hysterically at times and at other times she was sullenly silent. She was gang raped repeatedly by the Guardians at first and later by her guards. Between rapes she was forced to watch either reports of the chaos at home or rape pornography. It was now hard to tell which weighed on her more heavily.

But at the end of that week it was clear that Tania had had enough. She indicated that she was ready to talk. She was cuffed, stripped naked and brought before a meeting of the Organisation’s full council of twenty, seated around a circular table in a ceremonial meeting room. There was a small gap in the circle through which Tania was made to pass. She stood helpless and broken in the middle of the circle of male faces. She gazed at the floor, waiting to be spoken to. The Guardian Chairman began.

“We are told you are ready to talk.”

“Yes, I am.”

“What are you offering?”

“My resignation.”

“That is not enough. You must publicly signify your alliance with us.”

“What would I have to do?”

“You must make a public broadcast with me and my colleagues in which you swear allegiance to us and urge your followers to obey our commands.”

“Yes I agree on one condition.”

“And what is that?”

“I want my replacement to be a woman.”

“You cannot impose conditions.”

“You will find it easier to rule if the titular leader is a woman.”

“That is true, who did you have in mind?”

“Amanda MacDonald.”

The Council let out a collective gasp. Amanda MacDonald was a notorious rape accomplice. She was credited with assisting in the rape of hundreds of girls of tender ages, while she was Principal of a grade school. She was convicted of the production of graphic child pornography and rape pornography. She was notorious also because she was so attractive. Her attorney had successfully argued that she should be spared prison time because she was too beautiful to be sent to jail. She was wealthy and had been confined to her estate outside of Las Vegas. She was extremely highly regarded by the Organisation.

The Chairman laughed, “You are no fool Ms Knowles. We will consider your request.”

The Council met in closed session for the following hour. At the end of their consultation they had agreed that Amanda should be nominated as interim leader as a “healing gesture”. Tania’s broadcast was fixed for noon the following day.

Tania had apparently been hoping that the selection of Amanda as interim leader would so disgust the people that the momentum would swing away from the Organisation. She had, however, misread the situation. Some just wanted an end to the chaos. Some wanted what Amanda and the Organisation were offering: sexual freedom and a return to traditional values. Some hoped to profit from the new situation and some just wanted the opportunity to rape every pussy they could find. Either way there was no serious opposition to the plan and it was leaked to the media. A wave of relief spread across the country. Amanda was released from home detention and cheered across the country as she made her way to the capital to be sworn in. But first must come the resignation of Tania Knowles.

As agreed, Tania appeared with the leaders of the Guardian Council, who no longer needed to hide their identity. Tania was seated in front of the camera with the Guardians either side, their cocks exposed and lain on her shoulders. Tania stroked them as she spoke. She accepted the collapse of the feminist regime and resigned in order to save the country from further conflict. She spoke fervently about how she now understood that feminist ideology was a tragic mistake, which must now be utterly rejected. She urged her followers to obey the orders of the new regime. Tania vowed to retire from public life, and nominated as her successor Amanda MacDonald. The broadcast ended with the members of the Guardian Council gang fucking Tania in front of the cameras, but this time with Tania as a willing participant. She finished the broadcast with her face covered in cum and smiling for the cameras. Only then was she allowed to return to her cell. It had been a stellar and transformative performance.

An hour later Amanda took the oath of office and made her inauguration speech. She totally adopted the Organisation’s program: the repeal of all sex crime laws, the legalisation of all forms of pornography, a new school curriculum, putting gender roles front and center, the release of all sex offenders and benefits for retired sex workers. But there was also a hard edge to Amanda’s speech. Looking directly at the cameras, Amanda called for a ruthless campaign to hunt down and prosecute leading feminists, and upon conviction for them to be publicly punished for their crimes. Everyone knew what that meant: gang rape before baying onlookers! There was wild cheering from the excited crowd! Clearly, Amanda was out for revenge!

Amanda made the journey by Air Force One to the island headquarters of the Organisation. She was collected from the airport by limousine and driven to the mansion of the Guardians. Amanda was impeccably dressed, but she knew that it was not her clothes that would make or break this day: it would be her homage to the Executive Council, and particularly the Executive Chairman, that would be telling. Amanda wanted to rule but needed the support of the Guardians.

The Guardians saw merit in having a woman in office, through whom they could control events and achieve their objectives. In that way any lingering resistance from the feminists could be minimised and stamped out without too much violence. Only the leaders of the feminist regime need to truly fear for themselves. After all, it was well known that to kill a snake you must destroy the head. That meant that Tania was in for some more trouble. For the rest, they could be educated and trained to accept, even celebrate, the natural order of things.

The limousine pulled up out front of the mansion and Amanda excited, her light summer dress blowing in the ocean breeze. A security detail escorted her inside and to a waiting room, adjacent to the Council’s ceremonial meeting room. In the meeting room, the members of the Executive Council gathered, wearing their masks and their red and black cloaks. Amanda could hear their motion as they gathered.

Amanda slipped out of her dress, and let it fall to the floor. She kicked off her stiletto heels and pulled down her stockings. Finally she removed her bra and panties. Amanda admired herself in a full length mirror. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her supermodel body was perfectly poised. Her small but pert breasts stood out proudly from her chest. Yes, she looked great. Amanda was satisfied, and smiled to herself. She opened the door into the Council chamber and walked forward.

As soon as she entered the ceremonial meeting room a spotlight illuminated Amanda. She was temporarily blinded.

The Chairman’s voice rang out, “KNEEL!”

Amanda dropped to her knees.

“GOOD. NOW CRAWL TO ME!”

Amanda obeyed, crawling on her hands and knees naked towards the hooded figure in the center of the group of men that she could barely make out in the harsh light of the spotlight.

As she approached the figure of the Chairman, he pulled open his cloak, revealing that he was naked underneath. His huge cock stood out from his body, twitching in anticipation.

Amanda needed no instructions at this point. She crawled between the Chairman’s open legs and took his cock in her mouth, holding it in both her delicate hands. Amanda worked his cock with her lips and tongue, licking around the head and along each side of the shaft. Then she bobbed her head down, adjusting her angle to take the cock deeply down her throat.

The Chairman sighed in pleasure, putting his hands on Amanda’s blonde head.

“Good,” he said quietly, “very good …”

Amanda sucked on the Chairman’s cock until he came, and then swallowed effortlessly, taking his cum into her stomach as easily as ice cream. She sucked him dry, swallowing three times more, and licked his cock clean. He then pulled back and Amanda sat on her heels waiting.

“Present yourself!” commanded the Chairman.

Amanda turned in the glare of the spotlight, and presented herself, her legs splayed, her face on the floor and her ass raised as high as as possible, showing off her bald waxed pussy and her anus. The members of the Executive Council threw off their cloaks and gathered behind Amanda. The first took her pussy, driving his hard cock hard into her from behind. Amanda did not flinch and made no sound, her body shuddering a little under the assault. When he came he was replaced by the second, who took her anus. And so it went until every member of the Council had filled her with his seed. She was at last commanded to sit on her heels, her holes oozing cum, and to await further instructions.

The members of the Executive Council took their seats once again and put on their cloaks. Amanda sat on her heels, feeling their cum ooze onto her feet underneath her as she waited for the Chairman to speak.

“Is your administration secure?”

“Yes I believe so. The capital is secure, as are the major cities. There are pockets of resistance, and some protests, but nothing that we cannot control.”

“I hear that the resistance is more dangerous yet. Do you want the support of our followers?”

“That may become necessary in some areas, and yes I welcome all support, but it will alarm the people to see irregular forces on the streets. I suggest they they be used sparingly, and that we process them into uniformed police and military units as soon as possible.”

“Yes that will be agreed.”

The other Guardians nodded. The Chairman continued.

“You must act on our program rapidly. Repeal the sex offence laws, and make sure that all sex offenders are released.”

“They have all been released. Repealing the laws will take longer, as we must go through the process of impeaching unreliable legislators and replacing them, but I have ensured that in the meantime there will be no more arrests or prosecutions for sex crimes. And I am working with the sex industry to open porn shops and cinemas as quickly as possible, with no restrictions on what they can show and sell.”

“That is good, but do not forget that most activity these days is online. Our dark web masters will be happy to assist.”

“Thank you. That will be wonderful. Please feel free to use my name and image to promote your material.”

The Chairman laughed. “Don’t worry, we already are!”

Amanda smiled. The thought of her her name and image on extreme pornography excited her.

“I am consulting the States on the new school curriculum. I have the support of most of them, and any recalcitrants will be impeached and replaced. We will be introducing the new sex education course in all grades within the month.”

Now it was the Chairman’s turn to smile.

“You have done well Amanda. We are proud of you.”

He stood and reached out, touching her face.

“Is there anything else that you need or want at this stage?”

“Yes.”

“And what is that?”

“I want Tania.”

“What for?”

“I want to further degrade her. I want her gang raped in the arena in the capital, and then raped by wild animals until she dies.”

The Council conferred for a few moments before the Chairman spoke again.

“That is agreed. She shall be brought to your aircraft before you depart tomorrow … this meeting is concluded. If you wish you may join us for refreshments and a private viewing of some of the more extreme material from the dark net, that we are currently promoting.”

Amanda’s face lit up.

“Oh Sir that would be such an honor! I would love to!”

“Very good. I will send servants to bathe and prepare you. We will meet again in the pleasure wing in an hour.”

Amanda stood slowly, bowed and backed out of the room by the same door that she had entered.

When Amanda had been bathed and perfumed, and dressed in a sheer evening gown to match her stiletto heels, she allowed herself to be guided to the pleasure wing of the mansion. Following the sound of laughter and conversation she found a large roman style dining room where dozens of Guardians of high rank were eating, drinking and taking liberties with the female servants. Men naked or semi dressed lounged while naked teen and pre teen slaves fed them and caressed them. Amanda gazed around the large room, taking in the debauchery and licentiousness.

She felt herself getting wet as she watched young girls sucking on mens’ cocks as they ate and drank and caroused. Amanda saw one man being fed grapes by one young girl while another rode his cock cowgirl style. In one corner four men held the arms and legs of a pre teen girl while three more men gang fucked her: one in her mouth and throat and the other two in her virgin pussy and anus. Amanda walked slowly over to the group, accepting a glass of champagne along the way, and she joined a small group of men enjoying the scene. With her left hand Amanda casually stroked the cock of the man next to her and made small talk with him as she sipped her champagne held in her right hand and enjoyed the gang fuck right in front of them.

Young girls circled the room bearing trays of food and drink. Amanda ate a little and drank several more glasses of champagne. Numerous men fondled her through her dress. She smiled at them and responded. One man began to masturbate Amanda, lifting her gown and reaching under it. Amanda moved her hips as his fingers sought out and caressed her clit and labia. Amanda was relaxed and enjoying herself. This was like an old style Roman orgy and Amanda was up for that. She allowed the man to continue until she had her first climax for the night. The first of many she hoped.

The room was decorated on the walls and ceiling with frescos in the Roman style, depicting the gang rape of women and girls. Amanda was fascinated by these images: the huge cocks thrusting, the females screaming and trying to escape, but being caught and stripped and gang raped brutally. The faces of the male figures were triumphant and filled with lust and joy. Those of the females were filled with terror and pain. Amanda touched herself as her eyes feasted on these scenes.

Later, as the men drank more they became louder and rougher. Amanda watched a serving girl grabbed by two men and pulled down to the floor. She struggled as the men stripped off her simple servants uniform. The girl tried to resist but the men were too strong and too aggressive. One man rammed his cock hard into the girl’s throat and began to face rape her. The second ripped his cock into the girl’s bald pussy, ruthlessly raping her vagina.

Amanda felt hands removing her evening gown as she watched the rape. Soon Amanda was naked except for her stiletto heels. A strong male body pressed into her from behind. His strong arms reached around her, feeling her breasts and genitals. He whispered in Amanda’s ear, asking salaciously if she was enjoying the rape. Amanda recognised the voice of the Executive Chairman of the Guardians Council. She pressed back into him and responded softly that she was enjoying it very much.

The man’s voice continued in her ear, “Follow me then and we shall watch some of our latest rape pornography. I think that you will enjoy it. After a viewing we can rape a child together in the cinema if you would like?”

Amanda responded that she would like that extremely well.

The man released her saying, “Follow me.”

Amanda followed and found herself at a balustrade. She walked down a flight of stairs and followed the disappearing Chairman through a velvet door into a softly furnished private cinema.

Amanda followed the Chairman into the private cinema. It was luxuriously furnished in plush red velvet on the floor and walls, with soft chairs to match. A heavy red drape covered the screen. Around two dozen people were already there seated; mostly men but with a small number of women, presumably the wives or girl friends of the Guardians. The Chairman ushered Amanda to a seat in the front row. He made a short speech praising Amanda and the political changes which had taken place, and then announced that the screening would begin. He waved one hand and took his seat next to Amanda. The house lights dimmed and the screen opened.

The Chairman put one hand on Amanda’s knee and said in a low voice, “I think that you will enjoy this my dear…”

The credits for the movie came up. “Demon Films presents …” A brief image of Amanda’s face and then panning back to show her masturbating. Amanda felt a thrill of excitement through her body as her image faded and the title of the movie came up … “Rape Beach.”

A voice over by a narrator explained that on Rape Beach any female who strayed onto the sand could be raped with impunity, Some strayed onto the sand accidentally; some were tricked onto the sand and some came willingly and intentionally, for money or just for the thrill of it. All had one thing in common: the same consequence of hard gang rape!

A smattering of applause went around the room.

The movie began by showing the beach which looked like a beach somewhere in Brazil. There were luxury apartments as well as slums close by. The camera showed an obviously wealthy and poised blonde woman in a tiny dental floss style bikini and wearing jewels on her arms and around her neck. She was stepping out of a luxury sports car. She was beautiful and aged around 30. The camera panned in closer. The woman was leading a young girl by the hand. She would have been around 10, and she was dark haired and pretty but clearly from the slums. She was barefoot and dressed in a simple red bikini. The woman and child approached the beach.

As they reached the grass verge of the beach, the woman led the child to a man on guard duty and spoke to him. He grinned and nodded, peeling off a few high value notes from a large wad of cash in his back pocket. It was clear what was happening. This woman was being paid to bring young girls to the beach to be gang raped. A murmur of excitement rippled round the cinema. The Chairman gave Amanda’s leg a squeeze. Amanda took his hand and moved it closer to her bald snatch.

“This is great!” she whispered.

On screen the woman placed the money into a small golden purse strung around her hips. She looked briefly up and down and down the beach, until she saw a group of athletic teen boys playing beach volley ball. The woman smiled broadly, took the girl’s hand and began walking onto the sand towards the group of boys.

The woman walked slowly and purposefully towards the group of four boys, bringing the child with her. They stopped their game as she approached. The woman walked right up to them and stopped, posing the girl in front of her.

“Do you want her?” the woman asked simply.

“Yeah,” replied one of the boys.

“Then take her!” responded the woman forcefully, pushing the girl towards them.

Two of the boys seized the girl by the arms as the other two roughly stripped off her simple bikini. She began to scream and struggle, attracting a small crowd of curious onlookers. The woman looked on with obvious delight.

Meanwhile the Chairman’s hand had found Amanda’s labia and clitoris and he began to masturbate her. Amanda settled down into the soft plush chair and spread her legs for the Chairman. She sighed in pleasure.

“What do you think of it so far?” asked the Chairman

“Fucking awesome …” breathed Amanda, pushing her hips up to meet the invading fingers of the Chairman’s hand.

On the screen the crowd of men watching the girl being stripped by the boys grew. They began shouting encouragement and cheering, drowning out the girl’s screams. A man approached the woman from behind, put his arms around her and pulled her bikini bottom to one side. Then he pulled down his own swimming trunks with the other hand. He slid his erect cock into the woman’s wet pussy. She moaned in perverted arousal.

The boys, joined by two men, now held the girl at hip height. She was spread eagled, still screaming and struggling. A boy moved between her legs and began forcing his hard teenage cock into her impossibly tight cunt. She began thrashing hysterically but the boy persisted, urged on by his friends. Another boy drove his cock down the child’s throat, silencing her screams and reducing her voice to an incoherent gurgle. The onlookers cheered and clapped.

Amanda’s eyes feasted on the gang rape scene on the screen as the Chairman continued to masturbate her, but she noticed out of the corner of her eye a naked woman leading a naked tiny girl into the cinema on a metal chain.

“What next?” wondered Amanda.

The Chairman ceased masturbating Amanda as the tiny girl was led into the cinema. He stood and announced to the audience.

“My friends, this is little Rosa. She will enhance our enjoyment of the movie we are watching. Our special guest Amanda MacDonald and I will take the first course, then we will pass her over to you.”

The Chairman nodded to the woman holding the child’s metal chain and she led her between Amanda’s wide spread legs. With a slap on the child’s ass the woman barked an instruction to Rosa to begin sucking on Amanda’s pussy. Amanda moaned in ecstacy as the child’s tongue found her vulva and began to suck and lick, assisted by more slaps on her ass by her naked female instructor.

The Chairman smiled at Amanda’s obvious enjoyment of her cunnilingus. He nodded again to the child’s instructor and she pushed the child’s ass up onto the Chairman’s seat. Using his fingers the Chairman prised apart the tiny pink genitals of the girl. The instructor spat on the Chairman’s cock to provide some lubrication as he began to force his cock into the girl, who knew better than to struggle at this moment, despite the obvious severe pain the invading cock was causing her. Rosa continued to suck on Amanda’s clit and labia.

Amanda put her hands on the back of the child’s head and forced her down closer onto her sex. Amanda divided her attention between enjoying the child’s mouth and enjoying the gang rape on screen and the real rape by the Chairman right next to her.

On screen the girl was being savagely gang raped by the boys in all her holes now as the crowd of onlookers urged them on. The woman who had brought her onto the beach had cocks ramming into her creaming pussy and into her anus with her bikini bottom pulled to one side. Unlike the girl, who still struggled weakly, the woman was clearly enjoying her gang fuck. The cameras panned in on the faces of the woman, the boy rapists, the child and the watching onlookers. It was clear that everyone except the girl was enjoying the experience totally!

One by one the boys came in the child and over her body, until she was covered in cum. Other men then assaulted her in the sand until she was rendered unconscious. She was then removed from the beach. The woman, after fucking several more men, was carried from the beach in triumph on the shoulders of two men. She was well known for her trade in young girls at the beach and the men who gathered there knew that she could always be relied upon to bring fresh meat!

Amanda, watching on with depraved lust, climaxed around Rosa’s sucking mouth and tongue, her hands on back of the child’s head as Amanda forced her mouth harder onto her sex. Amanda’s hips bucked as waves of pleasure swept through her body. The Chairman threw back his head and roared in triumph as he watched Amanda cum. He was pounding into Rosa’s impossibly stretched tiny pussy now, his big hands on her hips. Moments later he climaxed as well, his cum oozing out of Rosa’s tiny hole and dribbling down her legs.

The Chairman kept raping her for several more strokes until he was drained dry. Then he pulled our of the girl and ordered her instructor to pull her off Amanda. The three adults passed Rosa over their heads as the woman uncoupled the child from her metal chain. The audience seated behind seized Rosa and held her on the seats of the cinema as they positioned themselves to gang rape her. A new movie had begun: “Grade School Horror” which would provide the perfect back drop to Rosa’s ordeal as more and more men and woman gathered to rape her together. And so it would go well into the night.

The Chairman and Amanda rose and waved to the cheering crowd as they exited the cinema. The Chairman led Amanda back to his private bedroom where they could continue their exploration of dark web pornography before sleep. Amanda would be flying out mid morning the following day, and she would be taking Tania Knowles with her for a public show trial and suitable punishment in the capital arena.

THE END