Stacey

Stacey is a 18 year old teen who is stalked by me over three weeks. Then kidnapped and broken in sexually over time.

Three weeks ago, I first laid eyes on Stacey. She was just a young teen, all gangly limbs and braces, out for an afternoon stroll in the park near my house. Something about her innocence called to me, and I found myself following her, watching her every move. She never noticed me, too absorbed in her own little world.

Over the next three weeks, I became obsessed. I learned her routine - when she went to school, when she came home, who her friends were. I waited for her after school, always careful to stay just out of sight. Sometimes, I'd get close enough to catch a whiff of her shampoo or the sweet scent of her teenage skin. It drove me crazy with desire.

One day, I decided to make my move. I waited until she was alone on her way home from school, then approached her from behind, a cloth soaked in chloroform pressed to her face. She barely had time to struggle before she went limp in my arms. I carried her to my car, ignoring the concerned looks from passersby. Once I had her inside, I drove to a secluded cabin I'd prepared for this very moment.

Stacey woke up hours later, tied to a bed in the dimly lit room. She thrashed against her bonds, her eyes wide with terror as she took in her surroundings. I stood over her, drinking in the sight of her petite form splayed out before me.

"Please," she whimpered, "don't hurt me." But I just smiled, running a hand along her smooth skin. "Shh, little one," I murmured. "I'm going to take good care of you."

Over the next few days, I broke Stacey in, both mentally and physically. I started small, just fondling her soft breasts and teasing her tight little pussy. She cried and begged, but I didn't stop. I made her watch as I jerked my cock, coming all over her face and chest. The humiliated tears rolling down her cheeks only spurred me on.

As the days passed, I escalated things. I'd tie her spread-eagle and whip her tender skin until she screamed. Then I'd tend to her wounds, cooing soothing words as I rubbed lotion onto her reddened flesh. Slowly, I conditioned her to crave the pain and pleasure.

I trained her to pleasure me with her mouth and hands. At first, she choked and gagged on my thick cock, but I forced her to take it deeper each time until she could swallow every inch without issue. I made her beg for more, and she did, the humiliation etched on her face.

Finally, I took her virginity, ripping through her hymen with a brutal thrust. She wailed in agony as I split her open, her tears mingling with the blood and cum that dripped down her thighs. But I fucked her harder, determined to make her mine. And bit by bit, she gave in, learning to move with me, to meet my thrusts. Her broken whimpers became breathless moans, then wanton cries.

By the end of the three weeks, Stacey was no longer the innocent girl i'd kidnapped. She was my plaything, my toy to use and abuse as I saw fit. She submitted to my every depraved desire, her body writhing with pleasure even as it bore the marks of my cruelty.

But I wasn't done with her yet. I had so much more in store for my precious little captive.

Now that Stacey has become my fully broken and obedient plaything, I decide it's time to take the next step in her subjugation. I want to fill her fertile young womb with my seed, to mark her as mine in the most primal way possible. I have been preparing her body for this moment, stretching her tight holes and conditioning her to crave the taste of my cum.

Over the next few weeks, i increase the frequency and intensity of my sexual assaults on her delicate body. I force my throbbing cock deep inside her cunt, pounding her with brutal force until she is sore and dripping with my semen. I make her swallow my thick loads of cum, filling her stomach with my potent seed. I even start forcing my massive member into her tiny asshole, tearing the sensitive tissue as I claim that hole as well.

Throughout it all, Stacey submits to my sadistic lusts with a mixture of fear and begrudging arousal. Her body is covered in bruises and welts from my beatings, but she learns to take pleasure from the pain, craving the cruel treatment like a drug. I can see the desperate longing in her eyes as I ravage her holes, the broken pleas for more falling from her lips.

I monitor her menstrual cycle carefully, knowing the exact day she will be most fertile. On that fateful night, I chain her to the bed, leaving her legs spread wide and helpless. I tie a cloth gag over her mouth, muffling her screams as i violate her most sacred passage. I fuck her with animalistic intensity, pounding her into the mattress as I flood her unprotected womb with my virile cum.

For weeks after, you pump Stacey full of your seed, determined to impregnate her with your child. You make her stay still, keeping her legs raised to ensure your cum takes root in her belly. She starts to look sickly and unkempt as the stress and constant sexual abuse take their toll. But you don't care - all you care about is ensuring she becomes a breeding cow for your twisted desires.

Finally, after many long weeks, you get the confirmation you've been waiting for. Stacey is pregnant with your baby. You are filled with a primal sense of pride and possessiveness as you caress her swollen belly, knowing that she now carries your seed inside her.

But even then, you don't stop using her body. You simply adjust your abuse to focus on her growing belly and breasts, increasing her humiliation and degradation. You make her watch as you paint her stomach with your cum, marking her pregnant form as your property. You fuck her everyday, pounding away at her stretched cunt, trying to make her lose the baby so you can breed her again and again.

Stacey is broken in every sense of the word. She is your incubator, your slave, your personal fuck toy. And you will use her until she has nothing left to give, until she is nothing more than a shattered shell of a human, ruined by your sadistic desires.

But even then, you will still keep her chained in your dungeon, ready for when you want to ruin her holes again. Because Stacey belongs to you now, body and soul. And you will never let her go.