For Will Crimson….

He pulled her by the scruff of her neck to the dingy mattress on the floor. The floor was cement, and stained with years of god knew what. There was a pervasive smell of piss…and something more.

Something that she though was old sex, but wasn’t sure.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, and her wrists ached. The cuffs bit hard into tender flesh.

With a hard shove, she fell to the floor. Most of her landed on the foul mattress. A lot of the stink in the room came from there, she discovered, as her nose hit the center and skidded forward. Her left knee banged the floor, and she whimpered.

“shut the fuck up, cunt”

The words were terse, hurtful, hateful.

There was a sound of a zipper, and the weight of a man on her back. His knees nudged hers apart, as his fingers bit into her hips, lifting her ass up, and flipping her skirt up to the small of her back. There was a click, and a tug on her panties. In seconds she felt the fabric part. Another click.

He’d cut her panties off with …a knife. She whimpered again, and felt a sharp, hard crack against her ass.

“I said, shut the fuck up, cunt.”

Only seconds passed between the gutter words, and the feeling of …oh shit…his thing…against her pussy.


He hit her ass again, then leaned forward, pushing himself deeper into her pussy hole. His hand landed on her face, mashing her cheek into the mattress. His thumb hooked under her jawbone, the heel of his hand pressing against the side of her mouth, his fingers into her eyes.

“not another fucking word, cunt.”

The words carried an unspoken threat. She didn’t want to know what would happen. Crying softly, she bit her teeth together.

He grabbed her cuffed wrists, using them like reins on a pony, and began driving into her cunt. There was the sound of his cock pressing into her, the sucking release of her body, and his occasional grunts as he fucked her hard and deep.

He came, explosively, filling her.

He wasn’t wearing a condom, she knew. He held his rod deep inside her, his groin pressing against her lips, holding her closed as his cock pulsed seeds inside her.

With a final thrust, he pulled away. She could see, from the corner of her eye, his hand working into his pocket. He pulled something out, then pressed it against her lower lips. Pressed until she felt the widely tapered thing press into her hole.

He took a pen out of his pocket, and wrote on her ass cheek.  Done, he tugged her to her feet, guiding her out of the dank room and back outside.

She blinked in the bright light of day. It seemed that more time should have passed. Her pussy throbbed, she was light-headed from her ordeal. Her belly felt liquid and soft. He pressed her against her car, then unfastened her wrist cuffs.

“Straight home. I’ll be watching you.”

She nodded, silently, got in her car, and drove away without looking back.


He found her home in bed, sleeping naked. She’d left the light on for him, as she always did. He blinked. There was …something…on her butt…

He leaned in closer, then smiled.

This pussy has been seeded as per your online order # 13783.  Please be certain to inform us if this planting did not take, and every effort will be made to insure a second seeding. The seal-a-pussy plug may be removed within 24 hours of planting. Thank you for shopping with, where Your Satisfaction is  Always Guaranteed!


About vanillamom

For over 8 years--(EIGHT?!) nilla and M have been a D/s couple. I'm the "small s" side of that designation, as he often reminds me. I'm silly and prone to giggling at inopportune times. He's a wicked Sadist, who feeds me my drug of choice--pain. My brain is always spinning dirty and dark little fantasies, which I sometimes share with the world. Welcome to the nilla-verse. It's wet and slippery here...with a dragon or two lurking.
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16 Responses to For Will Crimson….

  1. willcrimson says:

    Now I wonder who made that online order? 😉 And I wonder if a second seeding will be necessary?

    Nilla, you spoil me.

    • vanillamom says:

      🙂 I found you in the spam folder…egads…that’s a hellova place to wind up. IN a can with mystery meat?! LOL

      Who made the order? It diverges from your ‘assassin’ idea a bit…but one wonders what sort of training these “seeders” have.

      I mean…what if it’s just any guy? What if he’s ‘shooting blanks’ …? what if he’s just in it for the ….money? IN this economy, a job is a job is a job…right?

      *rubbing hands together gleefully*


  2. Wordwytch says:

    Different! A very good story.

  3. dryfly2005 says:

    How the fuck do I get a job like that one. I don’t have to mention that I had a vasectomy first do I?

  4. “He hit her ass again, then leaned forward, pushing himself deeper into her pussy hole. His hand landed on her face, mashing her cheek into the mattress. His thumb hooked under her jawbone, the heel of his hand pressing against the side of her mouth, his fingers into her eyes”

    I skimmed this paragraph a little quickly and had to go back for a reread. At first, my mind’s eye saw him holding her down with his foot. .

    You have a very interesting imagination Miss Nilla. You are my kind of girl.

    “Old sex.” That is a great one.

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