The following is dedicated to some members of this forum who has welcomed me with open arms since i joined a month ago. This warped story from my imagination is my way of saying thank you!
I can guarantee that all involved in this story is above the legal age. No women were hurt in the writing of this story, the guys (really who cares!) remember it for the good of the future!
So with out further ado
To Rebuild Our Future
Part One:
2495 AD
Welcome to the future as it came to be after Jun Si Kim And Donald Trump the VIII settles what their respected ancestors start generations ago. A twenty second war that devastated the known world,both pressing the grey button on their respective desks and sending out an electrical magnetic pulse that wiped all communication and most of the internet superhighway. The world plunged back into the what amounted to the dark ages of mankind.
Various pockets of mankind formed, the one this story is concerned with is the ‘Daughters of She Of The Brokenwing’ and her home ‘Ravisty’
For fifty five years the brightest mind try to restore ‘Ravisty”. A list of names were found and a concept took form- travel back into the mists of time to rescue the works of the list. Five years later they were ready to send one back!
This is her story!
2555 ADEMP Virgin Hall
“You’re absolutely sure that I will arrive in only piece?”
"For the gazillionth time yes Sonja and when you’ve completed your assignment we can bring you back in one piece with the information we’re sending you to collect.” Check the dials one more time “Now are you ready to go back or should we call Miriam?”
“No I ready!”
A toggle switch is thrown and a crackle or energy is heard and she pops out of sight all that is heard is “You ly…!”
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July 5TH 2018 West side Virgin Hotel Chicago Delivery Alley
The stagnant air sparks and splits apart for a microsecond, depositing a black leather clad female onto the dirty dark pavement.
“Ing bitch!” Coming to her feet “Motherfucker that hurt!” Checking herself over, popping the top buttons of her leather Looking down “Oh just fucking great!” Swinging her booted foot at the nearest garbage can “You’ll arrive in one piece!, to bad she forgot to mention stark ass naked in your leather duster and boots!” Doing up the buttons again “Well at least I should turn their heads when I find them!” Cheeking her pockets, the neutralizer, list of names, breath mints and money totalling two dollars and eighty-five cents “Fuck not even enough to get a Starbucks latte and danish!’ Shaking her head “This just keeps getting better by the minute!”
Walking to the street looking up and down, “Well at least she managed to place me where we figured the get together was located. Walking to the front door, entering seeing a chalkboard:
Ravishment University Alumni
Banquet Room 69
Making her way deeper into the hotel finding the banquet room about to go in when a voice startles her from behind “Here let me get the door for you!” A hand reaches around her, grasping the handle and opening the door for her
Turning to the gentleman “Thank you!” Looking him over from head to waist, her brown eyes spotting the name tag over his left breast pocket ‘Hi! I’m CARHAMGRATER!” Walking in, getting out her list, scanning it.
“Why doesn’t it shock me?” A slightly obese man in a pair of blue jeans with a t-shirt 'Eat, Sleep, Rape, Repeat' that barely contained his beer belly standing there.
“Pardon?”
Undoing the top three button, arching her back so her breast are emphasized. As she thought his eyes are glued to her breasts. “Like what you see?” Moving closer “Maybe you like to go somewhere and play with them?” He just looks my face then back to my breasts
“Do I have to talk slower for you “DDOO YOUUU WAN TA GO SOME WHERE AND TOUUCH THEMMM?” And this is what our revered leader considered worthy to talk with daily? Jesus Christ how did men of this era write what became our revered bible?
“Look don’t get the wrong idea but I’m in a very happy relationship with my girlfriend!”
Grabbing him by the hand , twisting thumb joint in a hiatusue hold, rendering him helpless, I drag him to the nearest ladies room, going to the extra wide stall in the rear, a picture of a seat with wheels on the door. Opening the door then depositing Carhamgrater inside, releasing the hiatusue hold, taking out the neutralizer hooking it into his ears, instantly rendering his a statue.
Running the controls I divert all unnecessary blood to his cock hardening it so I could begin the harvest of his story memory. Taking off my duster I hang it on the little hook inside the door then looking over to the thing I was about to mount, shivering at the thought of soiling my body with his love juice. Swallowing a bit of bile I move closer, swing my right leg over his form and lower myself onto his erection.
Beginning to ride him the neutralizer displaying titles of his stories “Confession”, ”Wolves” and some that I clearly remember being accredited to Gscmar64 “What Jehovah Witnessed’ and ‘The Woods” But our records showed that he never returned to the hallow halls of her domain. Oh well we score some extra revisions for our bible!
As the meter climbs more titles pass my eyes, none of which I was hoping to reclaim and bring back to our time. Then it came over me the little tickle that tells me that I was beginning to actually like what I was doing, making the urge to go faster harder to refute. Giving a bit of control back to him, he grabs my hips helping lift, thrusting up into me like I was his girlfriend!
Then I felt it, his grip on my hips pulling my hard to his lap, his cock twitching inside me and the inner warmth begins to flow into me. On the small screen the meter completely filled showing forty five recovered stories. Then the warning of insemination starts “Eww gross!”
Jumping up off him tearing the neutralizer off his head,rushing to the over sized toilet bowl, jamming the ends of the neutralizer into my pussy, dialing ejaculate, then sitting on the toilet seat as the neutralizer worked the walls of my pussy the opposite of how a cock does. Soon I spewing the whole content of his sperm out of my into the bowl.
Detaching the neutralizer I notice a title that I never seen before. I quick scan read it my eyes widening at the words passing by. The bastard wrote about raping our revered leader, how could he! Walking over to the drooling piece of slime, pulling back and launching a swift solid kick to his balls, crunching them between the sole of my boot and his pelvic bone!
‘Aaaaaaaaggggghhhhhhh!” fucking bastard is lucky I don’t cut his cock off! Grabbing my duster off the hook i leave him on the floor holding his ruptured balls. Making my way back into room 69. Scanning the crowd I begin walking the out perimeter of the room, eyes name tags as I pass looking for anyone on my list!
Then just as I was about to pass the podium table I see her name tag. The revered one!
Brokenwing
Moderator
Going in front of her,falling to my knees “Oh Revered One, How can this lowly one serve you!”
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Thanks to Darklord for posting the picture that started my imagination flowing- when will you learn!