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Sara's Sexual Conditioning Pt. 06

The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is part six of a story that deals with several concepts that some people may find uncomfortable such as: forced pleasure, control over another person, sexual power play, and non-consent. There is no physical abuse, unwanted pain, or violence involved but if you are uncomfortable with the premise of non-consent in a fantasy then please consider reading another story instead of this one. Also remember that in real life, rape and non-consensual sex are wrong. This story is FICTION and does not condone the actions of the characters in real life situations. Again, this is a FANTASY so just have fun reading. - xoxo Daphne

Sara was home from work, lying on top of her own bed with her black dress pants unzipped, her legs spread, and her hand inside her black satin panties. Her eyes were closed, lost in her own fantasy world as she violently masturbated her clit with her quick-moving fingers.

"OHGOD!! OHGOD!!" Sara cried out as she started to come, her hips involuntarily giving little pumps off the mattress as if she was fucking.

With her other hand, Sara pulled up her sky blue top and undid the front closure of the black satin bra she had on today, freeing her tits as they pushed forward, demanding her attention.

"AAHH!!" Sara gasped as she grabbed one of her nipples and began pulling and pinching and tweaking it in search of more pleasure.

"OH FUCK!!" Sara laid her head back as her clit-torturing fingers went faster and faster.

Sara had been masturbating a lot lately. Ever since her supervisor, Angie, fucked her at a party last week, Sara seemed to be in a constant state of arousal, almost as if her sexual conditioning from Doctor Boone was active all the time.

"OH FUCK!! OH FUCK!!" Sara was writhing on the bed as her hand went into overdrive, wanking her clit as fast as she could.

"OHGOD!! FUCK YES!!" Sara screamed at the ceiling as she came hard...again.

This was the fifth time she had made herself orgasm today. Once this morning in the shower, and three times throughout the day at her digital marketing job. Sara had never pleasured herself at work before, but she was so horny, and desperate for release.

Why was it happening?

Sara had to ask Angie for a break at three different times today so she could go make herself come. She would hide in a supply room, unzip her pants, and use a tiny clit vibrator she had started carrying around in her purse. The vibrator was very quiet, but Sara still had to struggle to keep from screaming when she came. The climaxes were much more intense than usual, and Sara wasn't sure why. She just knew she couldn't think about anything else except her next orgasm.

Finally, Sara asked Angie if she could just go home early. Angie smiled and told her it was fine. There was a gleam in her supervisor's eye though, and Sara wondered if Angie knew what was going on.

During the drive home, Sara had one hand on the wheel and the other inside her panties touching herself. As soon as she walked through her door, she threw her purse down, kicked off her black high heels, and crawled onto her bed.

"Fuck, I'm so horny!" Sara said to herself as she hurried to unzip her pants and start masturbating. Within seconds she was wanking herself as if her life depended on it...again.

Fifteen minutes and four orgasms later, Sara was still just as horny. The contractions of her pussy muscles were wonderful, and her gorgeous body twitched spastically with every release. Sara screamed at the ceiling each time she came, but it didn't help. Seconds after she made herself orgasm, her pussy was instantly ready for another one.

Something was wrong.

"Why is this happening?" Sara thought to herself as she fell back on her pillow trying to catch her breath. "Has something gone wrong with my conditioning?"

The young woman's mind raced with what could possibly be happening to her. Quickly, Sara got off the bed and walked into the main room to get her phone from her purse.

"Doctor Boone?" Sara talked as she heard her therapist answer the phone. "Hi, this is Sara."

"Hello Sara," Doctor Boone said calmly, as if he were expecting her call. "What can I do for you?"

"I...need to come see you," Sara answered, "it's...an emergency."

"That's quite alright, Sara," Doctor Boone replied. "I'll be free in about an hour."

Sara sighed in relief. "Oh, that's great, I'll be there. Thank you so much."

Sara was so focused on getting some answers to her predicament that she didn't notice her right hand had been rubbing her clit the entire time.

"An hour..." Sara thought to herself.

Boone's office was only fifteen minutes away...

Not even taking the time to return to the bedroom, Sara quickly laid back on her dining table and thrust both hands into her panties.

"OOOOOOHHHHH FUUUUUCCCKKKK!!" Sara screamed at the ceiling as one hand flittered across her erect clit while the other stroked her g-spot inside her warm wet pussy.

***

An hour later, Sara was in Doctor Boone's office sitting on his therapy couch...the same couch where she had been sexually conditioned to enjoy being raped, and then was immediately raped by Doctor Boone himself. It was the first time she had ever been taken forcefully without feeling the guilt and shame that came with being a rape victim.

Sara had thought about it a lot over the past few weeks. "Victim" wasn't even the right word. Without the shame and guilt, she didn't feel like a victim. The closest term she could come up with was "rape participant".

"Is there such a thing?" Sara had asked herself that question many times since she last sat on Doctor Boone's couch.

"Doctor, you've got to help me," Sara said softly but with a tone of desperation.

"What's wrong, Sara?" Doctor Boone asked, noticing the outline of Sara's erect nipples poking through her top.

"I think something has gone wrong with my conditioning," Sara explained. "It seems like it's active all the time. I'm constantly on the verge of an orgasm, and when I make myself come, it doesn't help. I'm still just as horny. My nipples, my clit, my g-spot, they're all so sensitive to the slightest touch. It's driving me crazy!"

Boone raised his eyebrows. "Who was the last person to activate your conditioning?"

Sara looked sheepishly at her therapist, not entirely sure if she wanted to share that information.

"My...my supervisor...Angie."

"Did she rape you?" Doctor Boone asked as if it was the most casual question in the world.

Sara moistened her lips as she confessed. "Yes."

"Then what happened?"

Sara thought a moment. "I feel asleep on Angie's bed. I was so exhausted. I remember feeling my arousal levels go back to normal though, before I lost consciousness."

Doctor Boone jotted down some final notes and put his pad down.

"Okay, Sara," Boone responded, "I think I we can get to the bottom of this. I'm going to need to restrain you in your 'rape position' though."

Sara straightened her posture on the sofa. "But..."

"It's the only way, Sara," Boone interrupted, "we have to recreate the conditions as close as possible."

Sara took a deep breath to fortify herself, and then looked up at Boone, her eyes beginning to water.

"Okay, what do I need to do?"

Doctor Boone stood up and walked to his desk. "Go ahead and take off your clothes while I get the restraints ready."

Sara tried to contain her nervousness as she stood up from the couch, crossed her arms at the waist, and pulled her light blue top over her head, revealing the black satin push-up bra she had worn today. As Doctor Boone set up the restraints, Sara unzipped her black dress pants and wiggled her hips while pushing them down her legs. The matching black satin panties looked amazing on her, gripping her ass and pussy snugly.

Sara looked a lot more nervous though as she undid the front closure of her bra and took it off, exposing those amazingly pert, erect nipples. Then, with a resolute sigh, Sara put her hands at her hips and slid the black satin panties down her toned dancer's legs, stepping out of them while still wearing her black high heels.

Looking shyly at Doctor Boone, and feeling very exposed, Sara covered herself with her arms as she walked back to the sofa and sat down on the center cushion. She wondered why she was covering herself. Doctor Boone had seen every intimate part of her body before. His cock had even been inside her pussy, It didn't make anything easier though.

As Doctor Boone took Sara's right wrist and placed it gently in one of the manacles hovering above her head, the beautiful dancer looked up at the restraints.

"It's happening again..." Sara thought to herself. "I'm going to be raped again...I just know it."

(click)

A few tears of realization rolled down her soft cheeks as her left wrist was then secured above her head.

(click)

"Now, Sara," Doctor Boone's voice interrupted her thoughts, "if you would please put your legs into a split position."

Sara nodded, using her manacled wrists as a support to lift herself a few inches off the couch. Then, spreading her flexible legs wide into a full split, Sara rested her heels on the arms of couch, leaving several inches between her pussy and the cushions.

"Ohgod...how did it come to this?" Sara thought to herself as Boone took Sara's right ankle and manacled it to the arm of the couch.

(click)

Every time another restraint locked, Sara felt her pussy get wetter and wetter. Being made helpless and unable to prevent anyone from doing anything they wanted to her was making her hornier than ever.

"I'm so exposed," Sara thought to herself. "My clit is throbbing, my pussy is quivering. My nipples are so hard and sensitive right now I could come from just one touch."

(click)

Sara heard the sound of the final restraint locking her left ankle in place. Her pussy tingled with anticipation as to what was coming next.

Doctor Boone took a step back and admired the sight in front of him. Sara, his beautiful patient, wearing only black heels and glasses, was completely restrained and helpless in her fucking position ready to be violated, ravaged, and defiled.

Sara looked up at her therapist with misty eyes.

"Are you going to rape me?" Sara asked timidly, just barely above a whisper.

Her submissive eyes had never been so blue.

Without answering, Doctor Boone caressed Sara's hair gently, and leaned in to kiss her.

"MMM!!" Sara's eyes went wide as her therapist planted a long sensual kiss on his patient's beautiful soft lips.

Finally pulling out of the kiss, Doctor Boone whispered into Sara's ear.

"No, not today, Sara," he answered. "You're going to need all of your stamina for what's getting ready to happen."

"Ohgod..." Sara was trembling, "what's going to happen to me?"

Boone pressed the intercom on his desk. The voice of his secretary answered.

"Yes, Doctor Boone?"

"Please send them in," he replied.

"Them?" Sara asked worriedly.

A moment later the door opened and Sara's eyes went wide as Angie walked in, followed by Arthur, Everett, and Paul.

"AAHH!!" Sara let out a scream when she saw her coworkers. "Nooo!! You can't see me like this!! What are you all doing here?"

Sara desperately tried to free herself, pulling hard on her restraints as the tears started to come.

"NO! NO!! THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!!"

"Shhhhhhh..." Angie walked up to Sara and caressed Sara's face gently, "It's okay, love, we're here to help you."

Sara's three male co-workers sat on various chairs around the room while Angie stood in front of the sofa, giving loving kisses to Sara's face as she caressed her gently.

"Angie..." Sara's voice was just above a whisper, "I'm scared."

The ginger girl flashed her gorgeous smile between kisses. "Don't be, I'm here, and you are going to love this."

Angie beeped Sara's nose with her finger and stood up straight, walking over to Boone's desk and perching on top of it, crossing her legs. She looked so cute today in her little white t-shirt tucked into her tiny black shorts and white tennis shoes. Much more casual than her work clothes.

"So, you're probably wondering why you're so horny all the time," Angie explained.

Sara listened intently, trying not to think about the fact that every intimate part of her was on display for her therapist, her supervisor, and her male co-workers.

"After the party the other night, you fell asleep on my bed still restrained in the same position you're in right now."

Sara moistened her lips.

"What do you remember after that?" Angie asked.

Sara thought back. "I just remember waking up in my own bed."

"Mmmhmm," Angie confirmed. "I drove you home and put you to bed...but not before these three guys came in and saw you."

"NO!!" Sara's eyes widened, looking at her co-workers worriedly. "Did you guys rape me while I was unconscious?"

Angie shook her head. "No, they would never do that."

Sara breathed a sigh of relief.

Angie tilted her head to the side and gave a slight smile. "However, before I untied you, one of them got on the bed and gently rubbed your clit until you came in your sleep."

"What?!?" Sara exclaimed.

"You were so beautiful when you came," Angie said dreamily. "Eyes closed tightly, mouth open in ecstasy, hips giving little pumps...adorable."

Sara realized. "But that means..."

"Exactly," Doctor Boone confirmed, "your conditioning was activated but never deactivated."

Sara's jaw dropped, realizing that in order for her body to return to normal, one of her male co-workers was going to have to rape her!

"W-which one?" Sara's voice quivered.

Angie flashed her adorable smile. "I'm not going to tell you."

"Angie!!" Sara yanked on her restraints.

Doctor Boone interrupted. "It's perfectly simple, Sara," he explained. "Your conditioning can only be activated by someone you find sexually attractive. Which one of them turns you on?"

Sara looked at each of her three male co-workers individually, trying to determine which one she most wanted to be fucked by. All three of the guys were cute, but Sara wasn't actually sexually attracted to any of them. At least she didn't think she was...

"I...don't...know..."

Angie rested her chin on her hand and gave a little pout. "Awww, too bad," she commented. "I guess all three of them will have to rape you then."

"WHAT?!?!?" Sara frantically pulled hard on her restraints with her hands and legs in a desperate and totally useless attempt to break loose. NO ANGIE!! NOOOOO!! YOU CAN"T DO THIS TO ME!!"

"Oooooooo, keep saying 'no' girl," Angie encouraged her. "I love it when you make yourself hornier."

"Oh NO!! Tears began rolling downSara's beautiful face as all three guys stood and walked over to the couch, each of them undoing their trousers."

"NO!! NO WAIT!! I can't do all of you at the same time!!

"Sure you can," Angie insisted. "Three cocks...three holes."

Sara's eyes went wide as she realized what was going to happen.

"NO!! OH NO!! DOCTOR BOONE, DO SOMETHING!!"

"It's the only way, Sara," Doctor Boone confirmed what his patient was most afraid of. "I could undo the triggers for your conditioning, but only when you are in a normal state. We'd have to get you back there first."

Sara was so shocked at the thought that she hardly noticed Arthur position himself on his back in the area between the sofa cushions and Sara's pussy.

Her soaking wet pussy.

"All right, gentlemen," Angie supervised her employees as each of them prepared to fuck the helpless Sara, "let's get Arthur in first."

"Ohgod!" Sara whimpered as she felt the head of Arthur's stiff cock rest up against her pussy. "Please, no! Arthur! Please don't rape me!"

Arthur didn't say anything. He just began to push his rock hard staff into Sara, the walls of her cunt parting beautifully to allow him access.

"Noooooooo..." Sara closed her eyes, whimpering as she felt his massive dick come to rest fully inside her.

Angie looked over at Paul. "You're next."

Paul climbed onto the sofa and sat down on the cushions directly behind Sara, his cock pointing upwards towards his young co-worker's ass.

"Ohgod!! NO!! PAUL NO!! PLEASE DON'T!!"

Waves and waves of desire washed over Sara as each "no" made her more desperate than ever to be fucked.

"OH!!" Sara yelped as Paul grabbed both of her ass cheeks and spread them apart, placing the head of his cock up against her most forbidden entrance.

Sara froze, her whole body locking in tension as she prepared to be anally raped for the first time in her life.

"NO!! OH PLEASE NO!! DON'T RAPE ME, PAUL!! NOT THERE!! OHHHHHHHHH!!"

"Shhhhhh...just try and relax," Angie caressed Sara's hair gently. "it's easier that way."

As Paul's shaft began to invade Sara's depths, however, she realized that nothing about this was going to be easy.

"NO!! OHGOD!! OHGOD IT HURTS!! It feels so largeaaaaAHHHHHHH!!"

Sara screamed as she felt the head of Paul's cock push past her opening and begin to work its way through the initial resistance. She could feel that he had put something on his cock to lubricate the invading shaft, and she thanked the universe for it. Paul went slowly and patiently as he took Sara's ass, wanting not to hurt her as he raped her in the most obscene way possible.

Sara felt every inch, every centimeter, as the invading staff tunneled deeper into her. She had never had two large shafts inside her before, both competing for space as they entered her. The sense of fullness was overwhelming, and she knew she still had more to go before it was over.

"Come on, Sara," Angie encouraged her. "You can do it, girl."

Sara's mouth was open as if she wanted to scream, but she wasn't able to make a sound. Her gorgeous body was locked in tension, her tits jutting out as her back arched and thrust her magnificent breasts forward. Her beautiful dancer's legs were shaking involuntarily in their restraints as she was forced to hold her split position. When Paul's cock finally completed the last few inches of its journey inside her warm tight ass, Sara found her voice and screamed, her wrists yanking on the chains above her head.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!"

"Damn, Sara," Paul commented as he finished filling her with his staff. "Your ass is so tight. It's gripping me from every direction."

Tears rolled down Sara's cheeks as she tried to adjust to the amazingly bizarre feeling of having both her pussy and ass completely stuffed.

Angie leaned over and kissed Sara's tears away. "Good girl, Sara. Hang in there...only one more to go."

Standing on the rear of the sofa with his back against the wall for support, Everett grabbed Sara's hair and forced her to tilt her head back so she was looking up at the ceiling.

"NO!! NO PLEASE!!' Sara struggled as Everett positioned himself to force his shaft down her throat. "EVERETT!! NOOO!! PLEASE!! MMMFFFHHH!! GLUH!! GLUH!! GLUH!!"

Sara's cries were interrupted as Everett thrust his cock into her warm moist mouth as far as possible.

"Okay boys," Angie announced, "get fucking."

"MMMM!! MMMMMMM!!" Sara gave a muffled scream as she felt all three cocks begin to pump back and forth inside her body. It's as if the three rods were acting as one while they violated her in the most degrading ways. Sara had become her co-workers' rape toy, their sexual object to be fucked.

"Now, Arthur," Angie said as if she were directing a movie, "grab hold of her tits."

"MMMMMMMMM!!" Sara cried out again as she felt her overly sensitive nipples suddenly being pinched and pulled. Lightning bolts of pleasure fired through her heavenly breasts and spread to her entire body.

"Paul," Angie continued to build the scene, "start rubbing her clit."
"MMMMMMMMMMMM!! (gluh gluh gluh)" Sara half screamed and half gagged on Everett's cock as Paul reached around her waist and made contact with Sara's swollen clit. He could feel it pulsating as he pressed gently and started making tiny little circular motions with his fingertips.

Sara came immediately, and her mind was screaming...

"OHGOD!! YES!! RAPE ME!! FUCK ME, ALL OF YOU BASTARDS!! FUCKING RAPE MEEEEEEEEE!!"

Sara's cunt began to squirt, but her pussy was stuffed by Arthur's cock, causing the liquid to force its way out like a mostly covered garden hose on full blast. Each time her pussy muscles contracted, Arthur and Paul gasped as both her pussy and her ass gripped their cocks tight from all directions. For Sara, the sensations were unbelievably perverted...and wonderful.

Angie put her hands on her hips looked up at Everett.

"Choke her."

As Everett continued to force Sara to deep throat his member, he placed his hands gently around her neck and applied pressure for a few seconds.

"GLUH!! GLUH!! GLUH!!" Sara's entire body convulsed as she struggled to get oxygen. Every few seconds, Everett would relax his grip and let Sara breathe, before squeezing again each time Sara came.

"OHGOD!! IT'S TOO MUCH!!" Sara's mind panicked as the entire universe seemed to orgasm around her. "I CAN'T SURVIVE THIS!! FUCK!! OH FUCK!! OH NOOOOO!! THEY'RE ALL RAPING MEEEEEEE!!"

Sara's entire body was convulsing, reality crashing down around her as she came and came and came again. Nothing else existed except the orgasms that were relentlessly pummeling her...

...nothing but the fuck...

...nothing but the rape...

...HER rape.

Angie and Boone watched in awe as Sara's three co-workers had their way with her. Sara was chained with her arms above her head and her legs in a full split, a cock fucking the daylights out of her pussy, another thrusting deep into her ass, and a third being forced down her throat, all while hands tortured her hard nipples, blurred rapidly over her clit, and squeezed her neck every time she came.

It was so obscene it was beautiful.

Sara could feel it coming. The guys were thrusting faster...harder...and Sara felt like all three shafts were growing bigger inside her.

"OHGOD!! THEY'RE GOING TO COME!!" Sara's inner voice was crying out. "I'M GOING TO HAVE THREE GUYS COME INSIDE ME AT ONCE!!"

The thought plunged Sara into another squirting orgasm.

"OHGOD!! OHGOD!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!! RAPE ME!! RAPE MEEEEEEEEE!!"

"Come on, Sara! You can do it!" Angie encouraged the girl who had become everyone's little rape toy.

Then she addressed her three male employees.

"Fuck her, boys...fucking rape her...rape her hard...she wants it...she NEEDS it. Rape every single hole in that gorgeous body of hers."

Sara's eyes shot wide open as she felt the three cocks inside her seem to double in size, ready to defile her in the most perverted way possible.

Her triple rape was about to be complete.

"OHGOD HERE IT COMES!!" In her mind, Sara begged the universe to get her through this as she surrendered to her fate and just tried to survive.

Arthur came first, firing his liquid deep into Sara's womb. She felt the liquid splashing against her pussy walls as her cunt wrapped beautifully around his shaft and held on.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMM!!" Sara's scream caused Everett to come. Grabbing the back of Sara's head he forced her to take every bit of his cock as it delivered its load down her throat.

Seconds later, Sara felt Paul's cock explode inside her ass, her muscles gripping his shaft from all sides as he fired over and over into her most forbidden hole, the feeling of warmth spreading throughout her body.

Sara was in another world. The sensation of having three cocks coming inside her body at the same time was a feeling of defilement she had never even come close to experiencing before. The orgasmic haze washed away her mind as endorphins flooded her consciousness. All three guys held Sara tight as each of them finished coming inside her.

One at a time, Angie helped each of the guys dismount their rape toy. Sara's eyes rolled back in her head as each shaft pulled out of her defiled openings.

"That was unbelievable you guys," Angie said in with her beautiful smile.

Sara raised her head back up, her body so limp that she was only being held up by her restraints. Her gorgeous hair was a tussled mess, her eyes were glazed over, and her beautiful body had been raped three times over. In the past two weeks, her therapist, her dance partner, two college students, her supervisor, and her coworkers had fucked her. None of them had asked permission, they simply took her.

Or was it something different? They were fulfilling Sara's rape fantasies, giving her what she wanted deep down the most...to be taken against her will...to be raped without feeling guilt or shame for enjoying it.

Sara realized that she did enjoy it. The objectification of her body, the feeling of helplessness, the restraints, the violation of her most intimate areas, the forced fucking, the submissiveness, all of it.

It was amazing, and Doctor Boone's conditioning had made it happen perfectly.

Or did it?

Sara looked down at her breasts and noticed that her nipples were still rock hard and she could still feel her clit pulsating, desperately wanting attention.

"Oh no!" Sara said more to herself than anyone else in the room when the realization dawned that she was hornier than ever.

Angie smiled when she noticed Sara had realized her conditioning was still active.

"Okay boys, you can go now," Angie said to her male employees before turning to the therapist. "Doctor Boone, may I borrow your office for a while?"

"Of course," Boone said handing Angie a clipboard and headed out the door. "Take notes for me."

Sara looked at Angie in shock as the office door closed, leaving the two girls alone together.

"Angie! You said that my conditioning was activated by one of the guys!"

The ginger girl flashed her beautiful smile as she checked to make sure Sara was still restrained securely.

"I lied."

"WHAT!?!" Sara's mouth fell open in shock.

Angie tilted her head cutely to one side.

Sara narrowed her eyes in anger. "IT WAS YOU!!"

Angie began slowly gliding her hands up and down Sara's toned legs, caressing her as if she owned her.

"Yes...it was."

"But...why?" Sara asked. "Why have the guys all rape me?"

Angie pretended to think about her answer...

"Fun?" Angie smiled as she crossed her arms at her waist and pulled her white t-shirt over her head, her perky breasts snugly held in her white lace bra.

"Angie!?!?" Sara asked worriedly as her supervisor pushed her tiny shorts down her legs, revealing the while lace panties she had put on today. "What are you doing?!?"

Without answering, Angie reached into her purse and took out the strap-on she had fucked Sara with at the party.

Sara panicked and pulled on her restraints as Angie smiled cutely, attaching the cock to her waist.

"NO!! ANGIE DON'T!! NOT AGAIN!! PLEASE NO!!"

"Oooooo, say it again, girl," Angie placed the cock at the entrance to the helpless Sara's pussy.

"Ohgod..." Sara's pleas turned to whimpers as she felt the walls of her beautiful pussy open once again to take in the massive shaft. "Angie...please be gentle with me..."

"Shhhhhhh," Angie's voice was soft as she kissed Sara's face lovingly. "I can rape you gently just as easily," Angie whispered as she steadily began pumping the strap-on all the way into Sara's beautiful pussy with long, slow, loving strokes, caressing Sara's face with her soft touch.

Sara looked at Angie with the deepest bluest eyes.

"I...love you...please...rape me..."

The two girls closed their eyes and kissed lovingly, their hips slowly pumping together.

***

A lot of time went into writing this chapter, so if you enjoyed it, please give it some stars. I'll always write more if the ratings are good because it means people are enjoying themselves. Please have fun reading my other stories as well, and I hope all of you remember to love yourselves as well as others. - xoxo Daphne.
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