Destruction of the Virgin Boi Bride

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The following is a work of fiction. I am trying this as a way to get over a pretty crazy fantasy I just cant seem to get out of my head. All of the characters are fictional and are not meant to represent other users of this site in any way. This story contains themes of abuse, humiliation, degradation, crossdressing, submission and domination, and complete objectification of a naive sissyboi bottom.

I am hoping to write this with lots of detail and build up. I am open to any input on themes that any readers would like to see implemented over this multi part story. I hope you enjoy!

 

PRELUDE: Bravery or Stupidity:

 

     The cab disappeared over the horizon as if it were speeding away from a crime scene. I stood there watching it with my backpack, laughing to myself. Alone in the woods of a secluded mountain town near Los Angeles. I took a look at the large cabin through the gate and said to myself, "Very secluded..."

     I never thought I was going to actually do this. I travelled 6 hours, alone, so far from home to meet my "online MASTER" and actually go through with this insane idea. I have no idea what drove me to hop in a cab with every intention of exploring my most depraved fantasies... Actually, I know exactly why I did it.

    I knew in my heart, deep down, that the man that would make my fantasies come true was a figment of my imagination. My nasty fantasy was too intense, too over the top. These things just don't happen in real life. Hell, even I wasn't going to actually show up. I just wanted to have a little fun online. I just wanted to be the pretty little fag boi getting all the attention of all the horny daddies online. I was certain he was just playing a roll too.

    That is why I got in the cab. That is why I made this trip. Because I just wanted to feel the thrill of actually embarking on this crazy adventure and make it that much more real. I had the courage to go through with it because I knew that people flaked all the time. I was so excited on the ride up that it was worth every penny of the fair and every wasted minute of the half-day round trip. This probably isn't even his property...

     "Okay Jordyn. Just ring the bell at the gate and then the fantasy is over. I don't even see a car here. If this IS his place, Im sure he just figured you were just playing games too." I said to myself.

     I was talking to myself a lot lately. Using it as a way to inspire myself to make this whole experiment as real as possible. I was just a few weeks ago when I finally turned 18. Just a few weeks since I exposed myself on that website... barebackrt... The things I wrote about myself. The truth of my darkest desires out there for any older perv to see. Pics of me in slutty poses, in slutty girly clothes. All of it was out there... and it turned me on so much...

     "I'll ring the bell at the gate, and then I can go home and jerk off for the next year about this... okay." I took a deep breath and got into character. I reached out my dainty hand as I bent at the hips to ring the bell as if MASTER was watching. I pressed my finger to the button and *BUZZZZZ*

    .... silence.... I let out a sigh. My fantasy day trip was over. Even though I knew I only came all this way because I was sure this was just a game, I still felt a little disappointed...

     I turned around and pulled out my phone to call a cab to take me back home. My thumb hanging over the send button when the speaker clicked on and I heard his demanding voice.

     "I can honestly say, you little bimboboi,... that I am impressed that you actually showed up."

     My phone slipped from my hand and smashed against the rock road. I turned shocked as the gate opened to let me in. It took me a minute to take it all in... I stepped forward not even thinking about my ruined phone. It was like I was barely in control of my actions. It felt...so....so.... free.

 

To be continued...

[SlampaBay]

Yeah. Keep going boi

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CHAPTER 1 - Three Weeks Earlier:

 

     My 18th birthday just HAD to be the same day that president Trump was elected. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against the people who voted for him, with the exception of two people... My parents.

    They came in wearing their "I voted" stickers. My dad even had one of those stupid hats on. I braced myself for the inevitable conversation. Or should I say, the inevitable fight...

    My parents were in denial about me. If there is one thing you can know about me just by looking at me is that I am undeniably, 100%, obviously, SUPER FLAMING GAY!... Hyper-religious, super conservative parents will tend to shy away from that subject. I wont get into it... I wont bore you with it... but the argument that ensued led me to find my true self.

     To my parents, I was a project. I was to be there perfect christian son. A devout and well behaved representation of their excellent parenting. Nothing I ever achieved was because of me in their minds. I was a product of their making. Little did they know how much I just wanted to be an object... How much I wanted to show them exactly what they ACTUALLY created.

    They left for a dinner party and were going to be out late. I decided to pop on some nasty porn. Gangbang was always my favorite... I loved imagining myself as the slut in the middle. Looking so perfect when it starts but so used and MESSY by the end. FUCK I would love to get dolled up and be treated like that... What if my parents saw it.... What if....What if...

     I thought about online dating before... But maybe I could just go full slut online and have a little fun. I wanted something nasty. I wanted to write a profile that if my parents saw it, the embarrassment would be unbearable.

    A little searching led me to BBRT.com. I took my time with the profile. I would publicly state just how badly I wanted to film my own gangbang porno. I felt so alive telling the world about my true self.... so liberated... I posted my slutty ad for the world to see. but no luck. Without a pic, nobody cared. But I was feeling it. I hopped in the bath. Like a dainty princess, I shaved my legs, pubes, arms. It was all a blur. I was smooth as silk and taking selfies in no time... I felt like I was hot shit. Like I was going to be the star of the site. I kept getting bolder. Soon pics of me in my moms heels, stockings, legs spread, legs up, full make up! I was in a daze. I picked my favorite slutty shots and kept the girlier ones for my private pics.

    Not to many men are into femme bois on BBRT. So my inbox was silent again. Disappointed but happy with my online self, I decided to take a break, but as I was walking out the room I heard the "oink oink" sound from my speakers. 1 message in my inbox from "YOURGOD" with the subject. "We've been waiting for you!"

     My eyes were glued to his message. He could host. He knew exactly what I needed. He knew EXACTLY what I was. My body was tingling as we wrote back and forth. We were connecting on every level. He was a MEAN DOM DAD and I was the perfect lil sissy princess that he and his "group" liked to defile.

     Then he demanded my number... I was too deep in.... I didn't want him to catch on that I was just trying to get off.... I couldn't resist the temptation and before I knew it, it was in his inbox.

     My phone rang seconds later....

     "Good Gurl... You really must be ready to be an owned, pathetic, fuck doll, huh?"

     His voice... His deep demanding voice

     "Yes sir." I said sheepishly

     "I am MASTER, you dumb cunt!" he yelled

     "Yesssss MASTER!" I obediently muttered. There was such joy in being ordered to bend to his will. We talked over my fantasy, about my parents, about the porno, EVERYTHING. He had the key to my desires. My heart sank when I heard my parents pulling in.

     "Oh no MASTER Im sorry they are home. FUCK!"

     "Just tell me one thing slut. Are you serious about this?"

     I didn't want the fantasy to end. So I said, "YES!"

     "Three weeks... Check the site in a little bit... Bye whore! I hope you know what you are getting into."

     I hid in my room as my parents went to bed. "Check the site?"... I logged on... Hmmm. I have way more messages now.... Then I saw the ad.... My pictures, my face, my pale bare ass. "FEMBOI DESTRUCTION at the CABIN"

     I had no control, yet again. No way to get the pics down without a scene. I was mortified... terrified... and soooo turned on. 13 guests already???

 

    The next day I rushed to my laptop to check again.... My mouth fell to the floor... 53 attending.

    School was near impossible. All I could think about was getting home to playing my little game. Flirting, being a swishy tart, giggling at the threatening messages being sent to me. Every day I would get into character. Put on my best sissy voice and act as slutty as possible.

     Then the big day arrived. The decision to take the cab was easy. I would make the trip. Make this as real as possible. Experience the thrill of the anticipation and happily come home and delete my account... I packed the outfits he wanted. I walked right by my school and called the cab. Im playing hookie today.

    I would soon find out that this was not a game.... That he was not playing... THEY were not playing... and even though I didnt know it yet... I wasn't playing either!

 

To be continued...

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[HardaddyMA]

FUCK....... as a always-horned up POZ-DADDY bear in the woods- this has my ole bone hard and drippin as my balls slap back and forth full of the fuck- froth they will hopefully be serving, I love the writing!!!! KEEP GOIN SIS!!!

[Guest 3474563563]

Thanks for the feedback so far guys. Its been fun to write this out. I will hopefully get another chapter or two done tonight. Might even do an example of the nasty party ad with some slutty pics. Having so much fun with this!

 

[cman54]

12 minutes ago, boibride4brutal said:

Thanks for the feedback so far guys. Its been fun to write this out. I will hopefully get another chapter or two done tonight. Might even do an example of the nasty party ad with some slutty pics. Having so much fun with this!

Awesome pic love to see  nice big bare black cock in that hole!!!  

[RotzBBengel]

2 hours ago, boibride4brutal said:

Thanks for the feedback so far guys. Its been fun to write this out. I will hopefully get another chapter or two done tonight. Might even do an example of the nasty party ad with some slutty pics. Having so much fun with this!

...can't wait to see what this perfect little boipussy will look like once those 53 bareback daddies have reamed it out and flooded it with their hot, thick, creamy POZ cum...

[RotzBBengel]

...OH MY FUCKIN GOD...53 loads of daddycum...the mere thought of it has my tight, hairless boyhole twitching like mad...

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CHAPTER 2 - Round em' up:

 

It took me a second to step through the open gate. I could feel my whole body tingle. I had to stop every couple of steps so that I didn't faint. But each time I paused I thought of turning around and going back home... to my parents... Going back to being their "precious little angel..." It drove me. Somehow, I knew that whatever awaited me behind those doors was going to be preferable to going back to the way things were.

 

I rang the doorbell and waited for what seemed like an eternity. The door clicked and opened and I saw him. He was real. I yelped out an excited "Hi!" and he just laughed and invited me in. "Oh god, that voice," I thought. Just from hearing it I could tell he was... he was... Superior to me in EVERY way.

 

I followed him through his rather large and open cabin. We exchanged some small talk about the ride but it didn't take long for him to issue his first command.

 

"Give me your ID"

 

I quickly fumbled it out of my wallet and handed it to him. He studied it for a while... I thought it was odd but I guess you have to be careful when you are in his position.

 

"Now Im going to take a pic with my phone to send it to the men so they know you are here," he said abruptly. He had his phone ready before I could even process the sentence.

 

"Give em a wave!"

 

I smiled and waggled my hand back and forth like an excited young boy. He just laughed and dropped the phone down for a sec and said "No you stupid bimbo. This is your fantasy gangbang... Your revenge against your parents... Show these guys a little preview of the fag gurl they are going to be defiling tonight!"

 

I swear I felt my virgin hole twitch when he called me a bimbo... I stood up, threw my left hip out, wrested one limp wrist on my hip and raised my hand and tiddled my fingers to waive then giggled "hiiiiiiii"

 

"Perfect!" He said as he laid his phone on the table and stood up. "Follow me!" He ordered, to which I somehow, without missing a beat responded "Yes sir!"

 

"You are very good at this for a virgin... But I found you, so Im MASTER. The rest of the guys are SIR, got it slut?"

 

"Yes MASTER!" I corrected myself. As I followed him I noticed an odd sway in my walk... I could tell I was pushing my ass out and walking on my toes a bit more than normal. It felt good.

 

He led me to the basement door and we started to go down.

 

"These guys are very hyped up for this. You are definitely the most prized femboy we have ever had for one of these events... Not to mention the youngest."

 

"Im... glad. Im excited too!"

 

How many of these parties did this guy throw???? The reality of the situation started to creep in but then my parents voices started echoing in my head. I kept following... Hanging on his every word.

 

"Yeah, we have tried to nab an 18yo sissy for the last 4 sessions. Each one no showed. They were either fake, or they were just smart. Haha, but thats not a problem for you, you dumb bitch, is it haha?" He mentioned in a rather casual manner.

 

"No MASTER, its not hehe"

 

His casual demeanor VANISHED. He quickly turned and In a stern voice said "You will not ever utter the word NO from here on out, do you understand CUNT!"

 

It is an odd sensation when you are suddenly frightened at the same time as when you almost cum from being called a name.

 

"YES MASTER. I meant to say... uhm... That's right MASTER. It's not a problem for a dumb bimbo like me hehe." I probably looked so shocked but there was nothing I could do to hide it.

 

"You are going to be fun. It's in your nature, we just gotta get it out of you." He laughed.

 

We ended up in the large unfinished greatroom basement. There were a few chairs a couple of dirty looking couches. It was dark. A bit chilly. It was a bit odd because the rest of the cabin was so nice... Then I noticed the cameras. A few on tripods and a few hand cameras sitting on the tables.

 

"What are the cameras for... uhm...MASTER?"

 

"We're going to film it" He said

 

"Oh...." I could feel myself beginning to faint again.

 

"How are we going to show your parents who you really are if we don't capture this wonderful moment. The guys think its a great idea so we are doing it. Gonna edit it all together. Send them a copy once we get you settled in here on a more permanent basis. Plus, they are running right now... so if you decide that you want to change your mind, at least I have a hot video of you admitting what a dumb bimbo you are in a sexy faggy voice... I can always send it to you if you want a copy... I got your address from your I.D. so it's no problem at all." He said with a gentile smile.

 

The emotions coursing through my body were making it hard to speak. "Thats.. great MASTER hehe." Oh god I felt so dumb... He was evil... and so hot... and so smart.... and he looked so strong...

 

It actually took me longer than I thought it would for me to peak at his bulge. He looked like he was hung like a horse. It looked as though it was trying to explode out of his jeans... His profile pic was just his shirtless torso with him wearing sunglasses. I was so taken off guard by his first message to me that I never even thought to ask. I was so driven by my stupid fantasy that I forgot to get the details...

 

"MASTER?"

 

"Yes whore?"

 

"How many of your friends are actually comming?" I think my effeminate voice was beginning to be more pronounced as the discussion continued.

 

"Oh, you slutty bitch, you really are excited aren't you?"

 

I didn't know. Was it fear? excitement? I felt delerious... I felt like a bimbo...

 

"Yes MASTER soooooo excited"

 

"Well bitchboi, you are just going to have to wait for your little surprise."

 

He opened a door on the other side of the greatroom. There was a VERY long hallway that led to a rather nice powder room. he led me in.

 

"So what did you bring to dress up in girly boi?"

 

I started pulling out the girly clothes I had in the pictures. some cute skirts, stockings, heels I stole from my mother.

 

"Yes, these are cute. We may be able to use some of these later on..." He reached up into a cabinet and pulled down a box. "When we start you will be wearing this. This is your "boiwife" outfit. Tonight we will celebrate your marriage to a big group of angry daddy pervs just like you have always dreamed... You should be comfortable in here for a while. You are to get dressed and wait. I will be back to let Ramon in. He is a hair stylist. He is going to put extensions in your hair so you can look perfect for your wedding night. There is a box of makeup on the sink. Get nice and dolled up and lay it on thick, Bimbo. REAL thick. After that, you will wait here like a good bitch until I call your name and you can introduce yourself to the guys. Got it? Do you need me to bring you anything, slutboi?"

 

I was terrified, horny, happy, excited, nervous, sweating, and I was thirsty... but he was so busy arranging this for me... 

 

I just smiled and in a valley gurl voice just squealed "Oh MASTER! Thank you but you have already done so much, I will be fine!"

 

He nodded approval and closed the powder room door. I notices as soon as it shut that there was no lock on my side. When I heard the little click of the lock from the other side it sounded to me like a jail cell door slamming shut.

 

I sat on the toilet staring at the doorknob... frozen... a blank expression on my face. I didn't feel fear or excitement anymore. I just felt empty now that he wasn't around... what did he DO to me... What will they do to me???

 

To be continued...

Edited June 3, 2018 by 3474563563

[studl1]

Cool like itn?

[Guest covetitall]

I like where this is going. I'm glad you decided to write this out. Nice pic there too! Can't wait to see how fucked up you get. Sounds like the boi bride is in for a world of hurt!

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CHAPTER 3: The wait and the walk

 

I was looking in the mirror as I fluffed and teased my brand new hair. I was trying to look like I wasn't paying attention as I listened to my MASTER talking with Ramon who had just finished putting in my extensions. I now had long curly bouncy red hair. It looked so amazingly real. Even at eighteen I still had very feminine looks. I didn't even have my make up on but I still could be mistaken as a girl. It was mesmerizing but I had to focus and try to listen to my MASTER.

 

"...So what do you think? He's gonna make for a pretty good party favor. Do you think your crew would be into helping us rip him up?" he said.

 

"It's short notice but I am definitely going to put the word out. From what you said this is gonna be pretty wild. It looks like you already have him programed to be a mindless fuckdoll."

 

"We have some work to do, but the bitch will be turned in no time. Let me know!"

 

I heard Ramon exit and went back to checking myself out in the mirror. MASTER stepped into the room.

 

"Everything is set and in a few more hours it will be party time. God, you are going to be a hit. You better make me proud, slut. Do you have anymore questions... besides asking me how many men will be here?"

 

I had SOOOO many questions... I wanted to run away from it all. I got this far just for the rush of it. Just for it to feel real... This was too dangerous, too stupid.

 

Still, something just kept bringing me back. It was only a few hours and I feel like I was able to be myself. I was able to feel so free by submitting to this superior man. By being his captive. By giving in to the danger of it all.

 

"Do you remember what you wrote in your profile?" he asked me.

 

I nodded. I DID remember every slutty word. I remembered how violent I wanted it. I remembered practically begging the men to brutally fuck my face and perfect ass. How I wanted to look like a used up sloppy mess. How I wanted to be destroyed. How I wanted all bare daddy dick...

 

"...MASTER?" I said nervously

 

"Go ahead cunt." he replied

 

"Do you know all of these guys?" I asked

 

"Most of them pretty well. Some just from the website, some are long time friends. We've been doing this for a while."

 

"Are any of them... Do any of them have... uhmm.."

 

My MASTER knew this was coming. The moment where I would truly realize the gravity of the situation I was in. I didn't even have to ask him.

 

He started walking towards me. "Every...single...one of the pervs coming to FUCK you tonight is HIV positive..."

 

I stared at him nervously without saying a word as he got closer.

 

"And every... singe... one of them are going to give you exactly what you asked for with your slutty, pathetic profile..."

 

He raised his hand to lift my chin to face him.

 

"And you know that you want it just like this... and I can see you fighting it... and I can see you losing that fight... Boi!" He slapped my face just slightly as I let out a girly moan and looked back up at him.

 

"...You want this... And once you start begging to the whole room, on camera, to your parents, you will get EXACTLY the destruction that you so pathetically desire."

 

I was panting like a dog in heat... Locked on his eyes "yessssssss MASTER. I cant wait to be your worthless whore. Thank you master..."

 

"I will be back to unlock the door. When you hear me call you, I want you to walk into that room like the faggy stuck up bitch that you know you are. See you soon, faggot!" he shut the door and I heard the click of the lock.

 

I opened the box with my boiwife outfit. I took my time getting dressed into the shiny, hot pink tanktop and matching panties. I slipped on the Black knee high stockings and attached them to the matching single leg garters. I wiggled into the plaid mini-skirt and slipped my feet into the black 6 inch "fuck me" heels.

 

I shook when I heard the men arriving. I could hear more and more voices in the room. I struggled to hear what they were saying but what I could make out was horrifying.

 

"...Cant wait to rip this pussyboi apart, bro"

"...Little neg cunt is going to bleed"

"...this bitch looks like she is a screamer"

"...that prettyboy is done for!"

 

I trembled as I spent the next hour applying the make up... layer after layer. Dark eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara. I applied some fake eyelashes, some blush to my cheeks, and finally a thick layer of lipstick to match my top. I stepped back and barely recognized the whore looking back. My excitement was palpable. I was a dream, I thought. MASTER wanted a "stuck up princess." I was going to give it to him. I was going to be the brat that they want to take down.

 

I heard the click of the lock and footsteps walking away from the door and my heart started to race as I waited for his call. I could hear him trying to rile them all up.

 

"Are you guys ready to see this stupid bimbo or what?" He screamed as the room exploded with cheers. I swear I could feel the wall shake.

 

"Okay BITCH! Get that slutty ass in this room. It's time to meet your fate. NOW!"

 

I was shaking as I walked to the mirror to fix my new hair one more time. I took a deep breath... I looked perfect... Just like I always fantisized.

 

I stepped out of the powder room and tip toed down the hall to the closed door. The room was silent and all I could hear was the click and clack of my heels on the paved floor. My mind racing with thoughts each step.

 

CLICK "what am I thinking?"

CLACK "How many pervs are in there?"

CLICK "How hung will they be"

CLACK "Run away!!! dont do this!"

CLICK "GOD I have to do this! Keep going!"

CLACK "...This is what I was born for"

 

I reached a trembling hand up to the handle. "My parents did this to me..." A big cocky smile came across my face. I turned the handle and entered...

 

To be continued...

 

[Guest covetitall]

Fucking hot bitch! What a pretty little toy to tear apart. Keep going gurlyboi!

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