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True Grit: That letter at the beginning had a point

16 Jan

Title: That letter at the beginning had a point

Series: True Grit

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Mattie Ross/Unknown

Contains: underage, non-con, gangbang, BDSM
Warning: I will not answer to the comments of annoying loudmouths who may be offended. If you’re looking for compliance with social mores, a porn-fic blog is the wrong place.
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Mattie Ross looked about her, but could see nothing. Presently, she realized that this was because of a broad strip of leather tied across her eyes. It was clear that it was designed with this purpose in mind, because it fit the contours of her face so well. If there was light in the room, it made no difference. It was as though she had been rendered blind. She could not speak, because her mouth was full of a piece of wood bound by another piece of leather about her head. It was rather like the bit of a horse, she thought. About her neck was a length of rope that scratched unpleasantly. Her hands were handcuffed together behind her back. Further investigation led Mattie to discover that she was on a hardwood floor, and the length of rope around her neck was tied about two feet from her neck to the back of a simple wooden chair. This chair was by a small table at which a number of people were eating. She could hear the sound of forks on plates. And she was naked, barefoot, and completely exposed.

Mattie tried to speak, testing the new limits of her communication. The sound that came out was an “mmmmm?”. The voice was fearful, questioning. Mattie’s head moved about from place to place, as one does when one has to rely on their hearing. A hand cuffed her on the head sharply, and a voice said “Shut up.”

Mattie quieted down immediately, and listened to the sounds of eating. Obviously she was in the hands of outlaws, in their base most likely. There was a good chance they were going to hold her for ransom- and there was a chance that they would have their way with her as well. If they were going to… Have their way with me, thought Mattie, they most likely wouldn’t have stopped for dinner first. They’re probably just trying to scare me. Mattie took comfort in this fact until it was proven wrong. One by one, the uncertain number of men at the table finished eating and left the table. While two or three of the others were still just finishing up, one of the men walked around the table to Mattie and loosened her gag, removing the bit from her mouth. “Sir”, she began, but was immediately unable to speak once more as the man grabbed her by the pigtails and shoved something else into her mouth- she realized what it was when it began thrusting in and out at an alarming rate. “Mmmmmm!” Mattie cried, “Mmmm!”. “No teeth!” commanded a harsh voice, and she received a slap on the cheek. Mattie forgot any possibility of biting. The man shoved as far down Mattie’s throat as he could, his balls hit her chin, she gagged hard on his penis and he shot down her throat without the need for her to swallow. As he pulled out, Mattie doubled over, choking and coughing, until he put the gag back in.

The last sounds of eating had at this point stopped, and Mattie heard the men start moving towards the center of the room, away from the table. One of them untied the rope around her neck from the chair and tugged her in the direction they were going. Mattie started to stand up, but a sharp tug brought her down on her stomach; “You crawl, little girl”, he said, “And you keep up!” He started walking in the same direction, pulling the rope behind him. Mattie wriggled along frantically on her chest and knees, trying to keep from being dragged behind him by her neck.
She would writhe along on her stomach, manage to get up on her knees, and then fall on her face by a sharp tug on the rope. 25 feet later she fell flat on her face in the middle of the sitting room rug, where she allowed herself a small sob before clamping down on her emotions once more. Cushioned chairs and couches were arranged in a circle around the edge of the rug she lay on- she could hear the men watching her, shifting their weight as they sat.
Stepping up behind her someone removed Mattie’s gag once more. “Where am I?” she asked, reflexively turning her head to face him as though she could make eye contact. “That’s none of your concern.” said a voice. Mattie hesitated, uncertainly, then asked, “What are you going to do to me?” Her mouth was dry as she heard the voice saying “Now we get to the heart of the matter.” Her gag was shoved back in and harsh laughter came from some of the group. A hand reached out and touched Mattie’s anus. She jumped and kicked out with a foot, satisfied to feel it connect, even though it had little effect. The man grabbed her kicking foot and the back of her head, and dragging her over to the nearby fireplace shoved her forcefully into the wall of heat. “Mmmm!” Mattie cried, “Mmm! Mmmmm! MMMmm!” she could feel the heat from the flames scarcely a foot away from her young breasts, and it terrified her. “Under which circumstances will you scream more?” The man asked, holding Mattie uncomfortably close to the flames. “Make all the noise you want, struggle all you want, but if you manage to hurt anyone at all there will be consequences.” More harsh laughter came from the group. He shoved Mattie bodily back into the center of the circle and forcibly spread her legs and mounted her. Mattie whimpered slightly in fear, then cried out in pain as a man thrust into her for the first time. More harsh laughter came from those watching, but she hardly heard it. All she heard was her own screaming until he finally came, depositing his seed inside her. Mattie whimpered. She felt a hand begin smearing something over her anus and squirmed, but was unable to get away. Mattie was penetrated for the second time, this time in her anus- She had not even considered this possibility, which had not been included when her mother discussed sex with her. The man’s penis moved in and out of her, lubricated by what he had smeared on it, and Mattie cried out once again, this time only too aware of the enjoyment these men got from listening. Suddenly, he pulled out, removed her bit, and shoved himself into her mouth. “Clean me”, he ordered- Mattie moved her head up and down on him, sucking him clean and disgusted with the concept until he released into her mouth. “Swallow”, he said, and pulled out at last when Mattie did so. She lay on the floor and listened to the next man rise from his seat…

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