Ashley's Modeling Shoot-Part 1 (excerpt)
Author’s Note: This is a completely fictional story that belongs solely to the realm of fantasy. Any similarities of this story to actual occurrences are coincidental.
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Sarah and I taught at the same middle school. She's only a couple years out of college and was appreciate of my sharing my 27 years of experience. We discovered that we had a great deal in common despite the differences in our ages and were soon personal friends as well as professional colleagues.
I'm married and Sarah is all but engaged to a guy who seems very nice. I envied the excitement of her young relationship, although I enjoy the predictable comfort of my husband. However, at 49, I was flirting with menopause and Rick, my husband often..well..'wasn't up to the task' as far as the bedroom fun went. Sarah had told me enough about her relationship with her guy that I knew that the sex was frequent and hot. Ah, I thought, to be 25 again! Th Sarah loved horses and, after a lot of coaxing, got me to go riding with her. I'd ridden some during college and as a teen, but was never entirely comfortable around horses. But Sarah's expertise gave her a confidence that was contagious and I was soon enjoying myself, riding with her along the city park's bridle paths. The day it happened, Sarah and I had driven to a horse farm quite a ways out of the city. She knew the owner through a relative of hers. Sarah said it would be a great riding experience because the farm was adjacent to miles of trails leading through a wildlife area. The farm itself was beautiful and the surrounding countryside was wild and scenic. The owners, an older couple, greeted us as we got out of the car. They were warm, friendly people who said we had the run of the place. Sarah selected our horses and, with a little help from me, got them saddled and we were soon trotting off towards the nearby forest. It was everything she had said it was and more...simply gorgeous. We let the horses amble along the wide path at their own pace as we chatted. We seemed to have the area to ourselves. Sarah seemed in a playful mood. "Know what I did a couple times as a teen?" she asked with a devilish grin. I smiled and shook my head. "On my uncle's farm, I'd go to these woods way out back and undress and ride in the nude!" she giggled at the memory. I laughed, "Weren't you afraid of being seen?" "His farm was really remote," she said. "But, honestly?...I think the chance of being seen was a big part of the thrill" She paused. "Used to make me horny!" Then her face reddened slightly. I laughed as much at her blush as at her story. "Too bad there were no boys around, huh?" I grinned. Her devilish look returned. "Oh, I'd just lie down in the tall grass and...well..relax for awhile!" I looked at her, knowing how special those forbidden moments must have been. I sighed. "I never had the nerve to ...to do THAT outside" She looked at me, honestly surprised, "Never?" I shook my head, "Blame it on a too strict upbringing." We rode along in silence for a time. Rounding a curve in the path, we came into a grove of pine trees. Sarah brought her horse to a halt and dismounted. "I'll be right back!" she said and disappeared into the evergreens. I assumed she was going to answer nature's call. I was admiring the trees when she re-emerged, saying "Ah! That's better!" When I turned to look at her, I nearly fell off my horse. Sarah was wearing her shoes and socks...and nothing else! She had the type of slim athletic body women my age would kill for. Her smallish breasts sat high on her chest, capped with pink nipples. While the hair on her head was a lovely auburn color, her neatly trimmed pubic hair was definitely red. "Sarah!" I gasped. "You're crazy!" She laughed at the school teacher tone in my voice. I had to smile too. "Hey lady," she taunted. "Don't knock it 'till you tried it!" "What?" I said with genuine shock. "Take my clothes off? Not a chance!" She cocked her head to one side, grinning up a me with a daring look in her eyes. I found myself getting down off my horse. "This is crazy!" I kept telling myself as I re-traced her path into the pines. But something about seeing Sarah's clothes lying in a neat pile in a small clearing made me relax a little. I began undressing, slowly at first but then more quickly, afraid I'd lose my nerve. Finally, I pulled down my panties with a jerk and kicked them off. I stepped back into my shoes and went back to the path, the pine branches touching and caressing my naked body. I'm a little shorter than Sarah and a little chubby, but not fat. My breasts, always large, have ballooned up to a 40DD as I've put on weight. My hips are wide and I could feel my ample buttocks jiggle as I walked. As for between my legs..well..the light brown hair there is more of a forest rather than a bush. Sarah smiled as I emerged, saying "Oooo.big boobies!" I laughed a little. "Are we actually going riding like this?" I asked nervously. "Absolutely!" she said brightly, putting one foot in her stirrup and swinging the other over the horse. I caught a quick glimpse of the slit between her legs. "We'll just go a little ways and then come back here," she promised. Somewhat reluctantly, I mounted my own horse, not really prepared for the sensation. "Oh my!" I said quietly. Sarah laughed and said, "I should have warned you. The saddle hitting the clit the first time can be a shock." I blushed and nodded. It certainly was! It didn't take long for me to begin feeling the adventure of it. I began to enjoy the feeling of the warm sun coming through the tree branches. Of course, the steady rhythm of riding made the saddle rub back and forth on my open crotch. I was a little embarrassed. My erect nipples could be blamed on the cool air, but I was afraid the wetness on my saddle was becoming obvious. I stole a sidelong glance at Sarah and saw that the lower half of her bush looked a bit matted. I was pretty sure her nipples were erect too. She looked at me, smiling softly. "Well, I guess we should each find a private place" I knew what she meant and nodded. We should have heard them coming. Maybe we were lost in our own thoughts or maybe they just had considerable stalking skills, but suddenly, there they were: Five men, carrying shotguns standing on the path grinning at us. Our first instinct was to turn the horses and run, but the apparent leader of the group made a vague gesture with his gun that convinced us running was not a good idea. "You ladies get down off them horses," the leader drawled. We did, each of us with an arm across our nipples and a hand over our bush. The men were a scruffy looking bunch, dressed in denims in varying degrees of filthiness. The leader walked closer and we both backed up a little. "No need to be shy, ladies!" he grinned, with tobacco stained teeth. "But y'all shouldn't go ridin' around nekked. Y'all might catch cold!" The other men found this hilarious. "Look," I said with what I hoped sounded like confidence, "You've had your fun! Now let us go!" "Sheeet!" he laughed. "We ain't even really seen ya yet. Why not drop them hands?" After a moment, Sarah and I complied, dropping our hands to our sides. "That's better!" he leered. The others moved closer, craning for a better look at us. Sarah was trembling more than I was. "Please!" she said, close to tears, "Let us go! We-we're teachers..we won't tell anyone." "Teachers, huh?" he laughed, but the malice grew in his eyes. Wrong thing to say! I thought to myself. "Well, well," he said, no longer smiling, "Maybe you can teach us somethin'..huh?" He suddenly grabbed both of Sarah's arms and flung her to the ground beside the trail. The speed with which it happened was terrifying. In seconds, Sarah was on her back and he was on top of her, pants down just far enough to free his quite large penis. Her eyes went wide with fear as she saw it and she started to say something just as he brutally penetrated her, burying the full length of his shaft in her pussy. From where I stood, I could see his huge organ push into her. Her scream echoed in the trees. His hips began slamming up and down, each thrust forcing a moaning yelp from Sarah. The other men moved even closer, watching him rape Sarah and cheering him on. "Ram it to the bitch, Billy! Go on now!" Then, with a few grunts, he finished with her, roughly yanking out his cock and getting to his feet. A river of white ran down Sarah's crotch. I remember hoping that she was on the pill. She started to get to her feet and another of the men pounced on her, stiff cock in his hand. "Oh god! Please! No!" she begged, then another brutal penetration and another scream. One of the other men walked up to me and began roughly fondling my breasts. I stood still and said nothing. Another grabbed me between the legs, remarking "Hairy bitch, ain't she?" The groping became more frantic, as fingers were pushed up my pussy and ass. It was almost a relief when I was flung down next to Sarah for my turn at being raped. My first attacker was young and eager, so eager that he began spurting almost the moment he pushed his cock into me. He kept pumping for a while anyway, apparently not wanting his buddies to know he'd come so quickly. Groggy, I looked over at Sarah, who lay quiet now, being raped for the third, ..fourth?, time Someone quickly took the young guy's place after he got off me and took his time pumping me. It might have been Billy, the leader..I was beginning to lose track of who was doing what. I worked my hips a little, trying to get him to finish sooner, but he took this as arousal and cackled, "She's likin' now!" I heard one of the say, "Fuckin' slut! She's got a wedding ring on!" I wanted to tell them that Rick was the only man who'd ever had me, but I knew it was pointless. And I started to think they were right..we were fuckin' sluts. I saw Sarah's hips begin rising and falling in a rapid, purposeful way. Looking at her face, I saw her staring at me wide-eyed, face flushed. "I'm so sorry!" she sobbed. "I can't help it..I can't!" She gasped and groaned as the orgasm overtook her, even as she cried because of her shame. I felt so sorry for her and knew my own body would soon betray me too. Oddly enough, I didn't come until someone was shoving his cock into my mouth after the last guy finished fucking me. I had to grab my pussy with both hands, eliciting laughter from the men and further comment on what a whore I was. But I no longer cared and sucked the cock in my mouth and masturbated. Finally, I was able to sit up. Sarah was on her knees before one of the men, her head bobbing as she blew him. He slapped her and she fell on her side. "That's enough, bitch!". All of them had come as much as they could. Having Sarah suck him was just to humiliate her as much as possible. We were pulled to our feet and our hands were tied behind our backs. I just knew that we were about to be marched off into the woods and shot. Looking back now, I almost wish they had done that. We were taken into the woods to a clearing with a massive fallen log across it. We were forced to bend forward over it. Groggy as we were, we couldn't figure out what more they could possibly do to us. I heard our horses being brought up. Sarah figured it out first, her eyes bulged in terror. "OH NO! OH GOD! NOT THAT!" "What?'" I asked, "What is it?" She looked at me, wild-eyed. "The horses! The horses are both males! They're going to let the horses fuck us!" Harsh laughter from behind us. "Smart lady!" laughed Billy. I heard them talk soothingly to the horses as they masturbated them to readiness. The log we were on was so massive that the horses were able to get their front hooves up on it just in front of Sarah and me. This, of course, put the animals in a perfect position over us for what the men had in mind. Sarah kept screaming and begging but I didn't resist until I felt something gigantic and hot being shoved against my crotch. "You'll kill us!" I screamed and was answered by laughter. That was the idea of course; the horses would fuck us to death. Sarah's horse entered her first. She let out a scream that didn't sound human as the truly massive horse cock slid into her. She farted and I heard her peeing on the leaf covered forest floor. As I was penetrated, I was even less delicate. A torrent of pee went down my legs and then I shit, the turds falling onto the leaves. The men cheered. I believe the only thing that saved us was that the horses seemed to know not to push their entire length into us. Still. both of us took 12 to 14 inches of incredibly thick penis. Both Sarah and I periodically passed out. We suddenly noticed that the men were gone. I looked over at Sarah, regularly gasping as the horse's prick 'hit bottom' and rammed against my cervix. "Sarah..how..how long does a horse take..to..to finish?" She shook her head, gasping too. "I-I don't know! I..never..never had anything like this!" Then suddenly, she flung her head back, groaning "Ahhhhhhh!..Ohhhhh..ohhhhh shit! Oh shit!". Her body shook so hard, I thought she was having a convulsion, but I soon realized what was happening: She was coming. Then she hung limply on the log, apparently in a dead faint. She didn't even react to the more rapid thrusts the horse was suddenly making. A very wet sound came from between her legs and I heard a loud dripping noise. The animal was ejaculating inside her. The awful knowledge of what was happening to Sarah shocked me into a strange, wild orgasm. I jerked and twisted on the massive prick that impaled me, cursing and moaning. My ropes came loose but I made no attempt to escape. "FUCK ME GODDAMN IT!" I screamed. "CUM IN ME! BREED ME!" As if he understood, the horse quickened his humping. He came so hard that it actually hurt. I was instantly filled with horse sperm and felt it being pumped out of me by his penis. Warm rivers poured down the insides of my legs. I must have passed out too because I was suddenly aware of lying on the ground next to the log, Nearby, Sarah was trying to get to her feet, each movement making another dribble of white come from between her legs. Her ropes had come off too. I looked down and saw that my cunt was now an oval, the opening stretched to the point that I could put three fingers inside me without touching the sides of my vagina. My clitoris had swollen to half the size of my thumb..I'd never seen it so big. As Sarah stood, leaning against the log, I could see that her female parts were in much the same condition. Her clit hung between her legs like a small penis. I started to stand, then realized that squatting to drain my pussy was a better idea. Sarah squatted too, facing me. There was no embarrassment...not any more. A steady stream ran out of both of our cunts, forming pools between our feet. Sarah looked at me, her face now calm as she quietly said, "We can't tell anyone what happened here." I started to object, but then realized she was right. I sighed, "We'd have to admit that we became complete sluts. Both of us even came while committing bestiality." Sarah stood up, giving her hips a shake to get rid of the last dribble from between her legs. She smiled tiredly, "Maybe when my pussy recovers, I'll come back here." I thought of what the men had done. Of what the horse had done. Then I thought of Rick in bed, of how he'd been in recent years. I nodded. "I think I'll come back with you."
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My name is Alexander Banks and I own a small business that sells car parts. I am 45 years old and I have a wife and 3 beautiful children that I love
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Kidnapping Keri-Part Five
I was happy in my small two bedroom cottage. I had enrolled in engineering college, and was doing just fine. I had been awarded a very nice scholarship to pay for my tuition and expenses. This life agreed with me, and I felt that I was beginning to journey through my adult life. Living by myself gave me a delicious feeling on independence. There was a complication.
My sister Keri was my love, and had become my sex slave and obsession. I missed her and what we shared. On a recent weekend visit home, I discovered that Keri was having problems. She missed me. She was depressed, and her grades were suffering. My parents and I talk
The following weekend I moved Keri into my house. Even though I put all of her stuff in the second bedroom, it was clear that she would share my bed. We had to keep up appearances for our parents. We were like a honeymoon couple. We were excited to be back together, and now in our own place
As soon as we were alone, Keri ran to my arms. I hugged and kissed my lover and sister. I quickly undressed her, and then myself. We fell into my bed and made love like we had not seen each other for years!
Afterwards, we lay there in the bed, basking in the afterglow of our hot afternoon sex. My arm was around Keri, as I lay on my back. She had her head on my shoulder, lying on her side, facing me. Her sweet breasts were pressed hard against my body and she was softly stroking my flagging cock.
“Jackâ€Â, she whispered. “I am the happiest girl in the world. I thought I had lost you. I’m so glad we are here together.â€Â
I smiled, hugged her, and after kissing her, replied. “Yeah, Baby Sister, I missed you too. But, if we are going to live together, however, I insist on some rules.â€Â
Keri looked at me, and asked, “What kind of rules? I’m already your sex slave, silly.â€Â
“Well, that’s the point, Dear Sister. I want us to make sure we maintain that way of life. Like in the past, you are my sex slave. I will tie, restrain you when I want. I will whip and torture you as in the past, and no sex act will be too much for you. I guess we can say you do not have the right to say ‘no’.â€Â
Keri smiled, “Yes, Big Brother, I know all that, and I accept your rules.â€Â
“Good“, I commented. “Next, we are going to get your school grades up to where they should be. We don’t want mother and dad to insist you going back home because you grades did not improve like I promised.â€Â
“I promiseâ€Â, she said, stroking my now erect cock. “Is there any thing else Master?â€Â
“Yeah, there isâ€Â, I said, pausing for a moment. “If the opportunity presents itself, I intend to engage in our “kidnap†gamesâ€Â, I replied
Keri paused, and the asked, “You mean you might give me to someone else to torture and rape?â€Â
“Yeah, that’s what I mean. I really liked us doing that. I would really like to do it again, providing I find a person I want to share you with. Damon and Jerry have both moved away, so we can‘t include them in our activities.â€Â
Keri was quiet as she continued stroking my rigid cock. Finally she replied, “O.K., if you really want me to, I will submit to you... I love you, Jack.â€Â
Keri moved down my body, leaving a trail of delicious kisses until she arrived at my cock. She used her sweet pink tongue to flick the tip of my cock as she stroked the rigid heated shaft, causing it to throb with my heart beat. Teasingly, she slipped her soft sweet lips over the head of my cock, and started to suck it in earnest To add to the sensation, she cupped my balls with her hand, gently massaging them. I could not hold out long, and soon my cock erupted in jets of hot semen, filling her beautiful mouth. She managed to take it all, not losing a drop. It had been a long day, and with in a very short time we both fell asleep, my sister Keri with my cock touching her lips as her head rested on my stomach. Her soft dainty hand still gently holding my balls. It was wonderful to be together again.
The college year went as usual. I was doing well in my engineering and computer science classes, and Keri’s grades improved. By mid winter, she was ready to graduate from high school in the Spring. We continued to live together. We went to college functions as boy friend and girl friend. Keri looked so hot, a lot of my friends envied my having her as my lover. Little did they know I was living with and having fabulous sex with my beautiful sister.
During my next year at college, I turned 20 and Keri was 18. We were closer than ever, and at every opportunity I took her deeper into sexual slavery. By now I had purchased many bondage items. There were cuffs (leather and steel), the ever present ropes, whips, nipple and clit clamps, dildos and other paraphernalia to bring us both pleasure. Keri reveled in her sexual slavery. She was virtually my 24/7 slave.
In the Spring of that school year, as I was approaching 21 years of age, and Keri approaching 19, I met Eric. We met on the racket ball court, and became fast friends. Even though he was discrete, it was obvious that he thought Keri was one incredible woman. I liked Eric, and I started to probe his psyche to see if he would the right person to share Keri with. One day, at his apartment, I noticed some bondage porn books and BDSM videos in his closet. When I asked, he readily admitted that he was very interested in the subject of BDSM, but had never had a chance to pursue his desires.
I invited Eric to my house on Saturday evening, and told him to expect something very special in the area of BDSM. He tried to get me to tell him what the surprise was, but I held fast. He would have to wait and see. In the meantime, he and I had several conversations about BDSM and sexual slavery of women. From what I could discern from our talks, he probably thought I knew of a couple of hookers who would accommodate us.
I told Keri about the upcoming Saturday evening with Eric, and that I would be letting him participate in her slavery. She was a little apprehensive, but agreed to obey me. We had not done anything like this since we were in high school. Keri had met Eric and liked him. We both were excited about the possibilities.
Saturday afternoon came. Keri was given instructions on how to dress. She asked what the evening activities would be, but I kept her in the dark. I thought it would be better that way. I had her put on one of her string bikini swim suits. Over that, as instructed, she put on a black strapless bra and matching black lace panties. Then she put on a short skirted sun dress. The top of the dress resembled a halter top, the straps of which were tied in a bow at the back of her neck. To top this off, she put on a pair of black patent leather high heel pumps. Keri was very adept at wearing very high heel shoes as I required her to be naked, wearing high heel shoes, when ever we were alone. Once she was dressed for the evening, you could not tell that she had five layers of clothing on, including her dress. She was just dressed very stylishly, and very beautiful.
When Eric arrived, Keri was the model hostess. She served snacks and drinks, and was very attentive. Eric could not take his eyes off her. After every one had relaxed, I told Keri to go into the bedroom. There, on the bed, she would find a brief case. She was to bring it into the living room. She did as instructed. Eric asked about what was gong to happen. I told him to have patience and he would not be disappointed.
Keri brought the brief case into the living room, and put it on the coffee table. As instructed, she opened it. Inside were ropes, cuffs, gags, and other items needed by a man who “owned†a sex slave. Keri was told to take the penis gag from the brief case. This was a leather strap on which was mounted a rubber dildo. This is inserted in at slaves mouth, with the strap holding it tightly in place. The does a really good job of silencing a sex slave. Keri was told to put it on.
“Keri, make sure you pull the strap tightâ€Â, I ordered. She did as I asked.
“Now, slave, put on the steel police handcuffs, and lock you hands behind your back. Make sure the cuffs are tightâ€Â, was her next order. Keri did as I asked.
Eric was spell bound. Now standing in front of him was one very beautiful submissive woman, handcuffed and gagged on her own volition. He was silent, at a loss for words as he watched the evening unfold. At my instructions, Keri moved about, posing so Eric could appreciate her bondage and beauty. Her short dress and high heels displayed her great legs, while her breasts were pushed against the fabric of her sun dress.
I stood and walked to Keri. I hugged her and kissed her gagged mouth. While I was kissing her, my hand was fondling her breasts through her dress. Picking a strand of rope, I wrapped it around her elbows, pulling it tight and tying it off. Now her elbows were touching each other, bound tightly in the small of her back, causing her amazing breasts to push out from her chest, straining the fabric of her dress. I unlocked the handcuffs, and used another piece of rope to tightly tie her wrists.
“Eric, you have met Keri, the most important thing in my life, but now I want you to meet Slave Keri. She is my sex slave, and I do with her as I wish.â€Â
Eric finally was able to speak. “Wowâ€Â, he uttered. “I never knew. Wow, She…Keri…uh, she…, Man she’s beautifulâ€Â. I noticed from the lump in his trousers that he had an erection. Keri noticed also.
“Eric, I have a surprise for you. You and I are going to play “strip pokerâ€Â. The winner of each hand gets to take an article of clothing off Keri. When she is naked, then we will enjoy her.â€Â
Eric replied, “Wow!â€Â
I answered, “Quit saying ’Wow’, and go to the table where the cards are, and let’s play poker.†Keri was looking at me with a look of lust, and a little bit of trepidation. It had been a long time since I done something like this to her. I took her by the bound forearm and escorted her to the kitchen table.
Eric and I sat down at the table, while Keri was made to stand, on display, between us. Eric was excited, and Keri was submissively beautiful. Her pretty blue eyes watching her two captors. The first hand of cards were dealt, and after some maneuvering, I won the first hand.
“Keriâ€Â, I said. “Come here. I have won the right to remove your dress. Who ever wins a hand can remove an article of clothing from you. When the article is removed, you are to stand very close to the winner of that hand, as he has the right to enjoy feeling and playing with you body.†Keri nodded her head.
I removed her dress, without untying her. Now she was standing there in a black bra and matching black panties. Eric was enthralled. I sat back down and spent the next few minutes running my hands over her body, paying care attention to her breasts and pussy.
Time to deal the next hand. Eric was not a very good poker player, so I deliberately lost that hand, so he could remove an article of Keri’s clothes. He removed her strapless bra. He was somewhat disappointed that she had on a bikini bra underneath. Keri moved very close to Eric, and stood silently as he took every advantage of feeling and playing with her scantily clad body. Finally, I told him it was time for another hand of poker. Reluctantly, his hands left Keri, and returned to the poker hand he was dealt. Even as he looked at his cards, one of his hands was stroking her delicious ass and fabulous legs as she obediently stood there.
Eric won the next hand, and removed her panties, leaving her standing there in her string bikini and high heeled shoes. Again, Eric reveled in running his hands all over her body.
I made sure Eric won the next hand of poker. He stood up and walked behind Keri. He slowly undid the ties to her bikini top. The top fell away, and she was standing there with her magnificent breasts on display. Eric’s pulled her back into his body, his hands going around her body, grasping her waiting breasts. He spent nearly ten minutes playing with her breasts and kissing her gagged face. The bulge in his trousers were more than obvious. Keri’s bound hands were brushing against his painfully rigid cock.
The last hand of poker was mine. Keri was standing between us as I removed her bikini bottom. She was magnificent. I ran my hand between her legs to find that her pussy was hot and wet. She moaned softly as I pushed my finger into her heated passage. After a minute or two, finger fucking Keri, I turned to Eric.
“Now, my friend, come with meâ€Â, I instructed. I took my naked sister Keri by her bound wrists and escorted her to the corner of the living room. Reaching up, I took a hanging planter down from the eye bolt mounted in the ceiling. Using a long piece of rope, I tied one end around Keri’s bound wrists, and the other end through the eye bolt. I pulled on the rope, pulling it up tight, raising Keri’s bound hands and arms well above her, until she was sharply bent at the waist. I tied the rope off, forcing her to remain in that exposed position. Her beautifully smooth ass was now exposed to be fondled or whipped. Her awesome breasts were hanging, awaiting torment. Eric was just about to learn about the latter.
“Eric, this is my slaveâ€Â, I said. “You told me you have never whipped a woman before. Tonight, you are going to be privileged to whip the most beautiful ass in this town. Here, run your hands over this sweet ass.â€Â
Eric ran his hands over Keri’s exposed ass, and than let his hand drift down to her smoldering pussy. He slapped her ass a couple of times, as if to test the texture. He then ran his hand down to Keri’s hanging breasts. He squeezed them, and pinched her nipples. Keri squirmed, as best she could, as Eric twisted her nipples.
I handed Eric a multi-strand whip. He visually measured the distance of his stroke, and brought he whip across Keri’s upraised ass. Immediately, delicate pink striations appeared on the smooth skin of her bottom. Eric liked whipping Keri. She was softly moaning as her ass as assaulted. Eric expanded his area of attack, at my suggestion. He brought the whip down to Keri’s breasts. They shook and trembled under the attack of Eric’s whip. About the time that I thought he was reaching her limit of pain, I stopped him. While he was whipping Keri, I was undressing. My cock was so hard it hurt. I moved behind Keri, and slipped my rigid member into her steaming pussy. She moaned louder, through her gag, as she felt my cock invade her cunt. Eric was undressing as I was fucking my helpless sister. As he finished undressing, I stopped fucking Keri, and untied the rope that held her in the bent over position. Keri was disappointed as I had not brought her to a cum, that she so desperately wanted.
I told Eric to sit on the couch as I removed the gag from Keri’s mouth.
“Keri, my sweet slave, I want you to go to Eric and welcome him to our home with a well executed blow-job. Make it the best he ever had.â€Â
Eric watched as Keri knelt down in front of him. He was speechless as she leaned forward and kissed and licked the pre-cum from the head of his cock. She then leaned in further, and took his cock into her mouth. Eric nearly passed out. As Keri was sucking Eric’s cock, I moved behind her, and slipped my cock back into her sweet pussy. This was too much for Keri. I fucked her savagely. Before she had a chance to get Eric off, she succumbed to my cock and climaxed. She lost control and let his cock slip from her mouth as she buried her head in his crotch while she had a massive cum.
When she came back to her senses, she looked up at Eric, “Oh, Eric, Sir, I am very sorry. I should not have cum without permission. I am sorry I did not bring you to a cum. I am very sorry.â€Â
Eric started to say, ’Oh that’s OK’, but I intervened. “Slave, you know you will have to be punished.â€Â
Keri hung her head, “Yessir, Jack, Sir, I’m sorry.â€Â
Quickly, I picked Keri up and carried her to my bed. I promptly placed her in the middle of the bed, on her back with her bound hands and arms pinned beneath her. Using two strands of rope, I tied her ankles to the corners of our four poster bed, spreading her legs widely.
“Eric, we have a slave here that needs to be punished. Take this whip and whip her pussy so she will not forget her dutiesâ€Â, I ordered.
At first, Eric was hesitant. He had never whipped a delicious pussy of a beautiful woman before. He was up to the task however, and in a minute or two, had Keri crying, begging to suck his cock. I stopped him at the appropriate time. At my suggestion, he climbed on the bed and straddled Keri’s body. He moved forward until his cock was at her mouth. As she opened her soft lips to receive him, his ass was pressing down on her upraised breasts. He started humping and fucking her pretty mouth. Her lips wrapped around his erection as he fucked her face, with no mercy. In a moment or two, he came. The evening was nearly too much for him. His cock exploded in her mouth, sending jets of scalding cum down her throat.
The evening had gone well. Before it came to an end, Keri was fucked again by each of us, and she sucked me to a cum. After Eric left to go to his apartment, Keri and I showered together. She wanted to be hugged and kissed by me. She was able to give me another erection as she soaped and massaged by cock. I fucked her right there in the shower. She was wonderful sex slave, and I loved her.
Well, I am 32 now. I have an excellent career in engineering. Keri and I have moved to Chicago, and live together as man and wife. Everyone who knows us thinks we are married. She is become even more beautiful, and I am the envy of all the guys I know. It is a beautiful life, and I cannot imagine it being any different. Both our parents are gone now, so it is just us, and we love it. We know society would frown on how we live, but we don’t care. We are madly in love with each other.
Oh, yes, Keri is still my love slave, and yes, from time to time I share her with a very close friend or two. Yes, it’s an exciting and satisfying life.
THE END
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About three days had passed since David Rayne had been a visitor to our home, and a sexual tormentor of my wife, Abbey. What happened that night had a profound affect on both of us. My fantasies were realized, and Abbey had been introduced to a whole new world of sexual slavery.
Abbey now knew that I would require her to submit to another man, a master in the arts of Bondage, Discipline, and S & M. We talked about what had happened, and found it to be exciting, and a new element to our sex life.
Of particular interest was David Rayne
Krueger lived in a large house, with spacious secluded grounds in the hill country a few miles outside of town. He had acquired a great deal of wealth that made him financially independent. He had turned his interest in the sexual slavery of women into his avocation. He was well known in S & M circles, nationally. As a result his services were in demand. Because of my relationship with David Rayne, he was willing to take Abbey under his wing. His basic training course for new sexual slaves was two weeks, possibly longer. That decision would be his, and his alone. I would not be able to be part of the training process. He would provide me with video tapes of her training, and on occasion, I could watch what was happening from a secure hiding place, but she must never know that I was there until the training course had been completed. I agreed.
Krueger made sure that I understood that while under his “careâ€Â, she would necessarily be available for any sexual activity which interested him. There would be no restrictions in that area. As a critical part of her training, if she were to refuse any sex act, she would be punished and forced to comply. I would not be allowed to bring any clothing for her, other than the cape she was to wear in transit. I was told to bring several pair of high heel shoes, so she would not have to wear the same pair during her training. I packed several pairs of high heel shoes, of different and similar styles, all of which had heels that measured at least four inches. Keeping her naked for the duration of her training appealed to me. Everything else depended on what I wanted for Abbey’s training.
I agreed with his demand for her sexual availability. I wanted her to be fucked at least once a day, and made to suck cocks several times a day, and be made to swallow all the cum she received. She had never been fucked in the ass, so I wanted him to open that sweet facility. While I had no particular interest in ass fucking her, others that I gave her to might be, so I wanted her prepared. Any other sexual training and activity would be up to Krueger. Bondage and Discipline was to be a critical part of her training. When at all possible, I wanted her in bondage and whipped routinely. I liked her to be restrained and helpless. I wanted her to grow more used to it. Even if she was not tied or restrained, I wanted her locked up, or chained by the neck to the wall, et al. We reached an agreement, and she would soon be delivered to him.
Abbey was not sure. Outside of her submission to David Rayne, she had never been with another man since she had married me. The thought of being under the control of Alex Krueger, without my being present was a scary thing for her. Finally, when she realized how insistent I was, she agreed. I explained what would be expected of her during her stay under Krueger’s training. It was obvious that she was afraid to be without me, but she said she understood. She submitted.
On the day of her delivery to Krueger‘s place, according to Alex Krueger’s instructions, I prepared her the trip to her place of incarceration. First, she was bathed, and her hair and make up were perfect. Her wrists were locked behind her with leather cuffs. A leather strap was wrapped around her elbows and pulled tightly, causing them to nearly touch in the small of her back. Matching leather cuffs were locked onto her ankles, along with a matching leather collar around her pretty neck. To complete her dress, a pair of black patent leather pumps, with 4 inch high heels were placed on her feet. She was magnificent. I wanted to fuck her right then and there, but Krueger was specific. He did not want her whipped or fucked for 48 hours prior to delivery. She could be teased and aroused, but she was not to be allowed any sexual satisfaction. He wanted her to be sexually frustrated on arrival for her training. A black cape was draped over her shoulders to hide her nakedness and bondage.
Prior to taking her out to the garage, and our car, I used gauze and surgical tape to “blindfold†her. A large pair of large dark sun glasses were put on her face to hide the fact the she had been blindfolded. Now she was ready. While at Krueger’s she would not know where she was, nor how to escape and how to return home.
On the long drive to Alex Krueger’s estate, I opened Abbey’s cape and fondled her breasts and pussy. She look fantastic. She sat there, bound and blindfolded, heading to a sexual imprisonment, and being taken there by her husband. Yet, as we drove along, she was becoming aroused by my fondling of her. At one point during our trip, we stopped at a secluded spot next to the highway. I spent time kissing and fondling her. When we got back onto the road, both Abbey and myself were aroused. I made sure she did not have a cum. I could tell she was sexually frustrated. By the time we arrived, late in the afternoon she was very aroused, but I would not let her have a climax. I kissed her before we got out of the car. Abbey returned my kiss, and whispered, “I love you, Jim.â€Â
We were met by a young man at the front door of Krueger’s home. We were escorted inside and taken to the library of the house. This was a large room, lined with shelves containing books and video tapes. On closer examination, it appeared that Krueger has a considerable collection of pornography, especially pornography involving sexual slavery of women. Someday, I would love to peruse this library and it’s contents.
We made ourselves comfortable. The young man who brought us into the house removed Abbey’s blindfolding bandages. She was allowed to keep her cape on, for the time being. As we were about to sit down, Alex Krueger came into the room. He was an imposing figure. Alex Krueger stood at least 6’ 4†inches. He appeared to be trim and very athletic. His blonde hair framed his ruggedly handsome tanned face. He steel gray eyes told of his inner strength, and denoted a trace of cruelty. He was wearing a black satin robe and black sandals. The robe flared as he walk, reveling tanned muscular legs. He was confident and clearly in control of his world.
“Good evening, you must be Jimâ€Â, he asked, extending his hand.
I took his hand and shook it. We exchanged greetings, and then I introduced Krueger to Abbey.
“Abbey, I am glad to meet youâ€Â, was his reply. “Your husband told me you were beautiful. He wasn’t kidding.“
Abbey blushed, “Thank you Sir.“
Krueger smiled and continued, “Has your husband told you what to expect her at my placeâ€Â, he asked.
Abbey quietly replied, “Yessir. I have been told about what happens here, and what I must do.â€Â
Alex smiled, “Well, that’s very good. We don’t want any surprises. Jim, if you don’t mind, I would like to see your slave. I want to see what I have to work with.â€Â
I stood Abbey in front of Krueger, and removed her cape. She stood proudly as he looked her over. I watched Abbey. She was naked and still bound at the wrists and elbows. The bondage made her body even more outstanding. Her high heel shoes made her legs look good and forced her ass out. They also made her stand straighter, with her breasts raised.
“Jim, you were correct. The woman is stunning. Abbey, turn around so I can see all of you.â€Â
Abbey did as she was told. She was obeying like I expected her. I was proud of her. I could see the black robe Krueger was wearing was beginning to exhibit a tent like bulge in front, indicating that he was getting an erection from what he saw of Abbey.
He walked around her, touching and probing her. Squeezing a breast, patting a buttock, running his hand down her belly, and delving quickly into her pussy.
“Abbeyâ€Â, Krueger said. “While you are here, among the chastisements and ordeals you will experience, you are aware that I will use you sexually, in any way I want, and you will have no right to refuse anything demanded of you.â€Â
Abbey was quiet for a moment, “Yes…, I,,.uh… understand that.â€Â
“I want you to tell me why are you here, may I ask?â€Â
“I love my husband. He wants me to be his sex slave. By coming here, he thinks I will be a better sex slave. I want to be his sex slave, and I want to make him happy by being his sex slaveâ€Â, was Abbey’s reply.
“Now that you understand, and have agreed to come here, there is one final caveat for you. Once your husband leaves here, and you are still here under my care, you will be my prisoner, unable to leave until I say so. If you escape, we will hunt you down. You will be punished severely for your escape efforts. Once your husband leaves you here, you are my property until I release you. I own you and I will do what I want with you. There will be no way out, no matter how you might plead or beg. Do you agree to these demands.â€Â
Abbey was taken aback by this last statement of Krueger’s. There was terror, and sexual excitement in her heart. Part of her was excited by her predicament, yet part was very afraid. She paused, and then with her head bowed, she agreed.
“On you kneesâ€Â, he ordered.
Abbey did so. Krueger walked up to her, and opened his robe to expose a massive hard-on. He cock throbbed with each beat of his heart. Abbey’s mouth was only an inch or so from the heated purple head of his cock.
“Abbey, as a sign that you agree to come here to my place for training, and agree to whatever happens to you, and further agree to submit to any sexual demands I make of you, I want to take my cock in you mouth and suck it.â€Â
Abbey moved forward, and opening her sweet lips, took his cock into her mouth. Her tongue was lashing the sensitive tip of Krueger’s cock as she was working her delicate mouth around the throbbing head. I watched Abbey working on Krueger’s cock. This was heady stuff, and very stimulating.
“Jim, she is good. There is a lot of promise here. She should make an excellent sex slave.
Krueger continued to stand there with Abbey working on him. He looked at me and said, “If you want, you can leave us now. Girard will show you out. You can take her cape with you. She will have no need of it.â€Â
I walked over to Krueger, and shook his hand, even as I looked down at my wife sucking his cock. I leaned down and gave her breast a squeeze as I kissed the top of her head. She kept sucking Krueger’s cock as she has been ordered to. As I walked away with Girard, Krueger spoke again.
“I will have a courier deliver a package to you, every other day. By my estimates, she will need to be here for a fortnight. I will let you know if she needs further trainingâ€Â, Krueger asserted.
I was escorted from the Krueger house by Girard. I was excited about placing Abbey with Krueger, yet I was missing her already. No matter what you may think of me, I am madly in love with Abbey, but I am also in love with her being my complete bound naked sex slave. The rest of this story is from information I pieced together from later conversations with Krueger, watching video tapes made of Abbey’s ordeals and training, and from Abbey herself.
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Abbey continued to suck Krueger’s cock after her husband left her at the house. She was scared. Here she was, naked, bound and being used sexually by a total stranger. She was going to be tortured and sexually abused, and there was nothing she could do but cooperate. The predicament was rather daunting, yet it erotically stimulating. Abbey knew that she was a slave at heart, and that this was her logical future.
As she knelt there, with this massive rigid cock throbbing n her mouth, her thought ran the gamut of sexual excitement to trepidation. She knew she had agreed to come here and be trained as a sex slave, but why. She knew she loved Jim, and wanted to please him. There had to be more to this. She realized that there was a hot excitement about being helpless and subject to the sexual whims of who ever had control of her. Even the punishments, whippings and tortures, while painful and at times terrible, they were arousing and did heighten her sexual pleasure. Her mind was in turmoil. Fear, lust, love, and a little guilt were partners in her emotions. While she twisted her wrists in her bondage in a futile attempt to escape, she nevertheless found her bonds to be exciting.
Krueger spoke, “Take my cock from you mouth, and let me show you something that I expect of you.â€Â
Abbey obeyed, and let his rigid cock slip from her mouth. As a good faith gesture, she kissed the head of Krueger’s cock after it was free of her mouth. Krueger smiled.
“Abbey, I am going to ask you a few questions. Anytime you are faced with a cock, such as now, I want you to place your lips to my cock, just barely touching it. If you have to be told to do this in the future, you will be punished. You are expected to do this automatically.†Abbey did so. Her soft red lips were just touching the head of Krueger’s erection. Her sweet delicate tongue was gently licking his cock.
“Now when I ask you a question, you are to answer me quickly, without hesitation. When doing so, you are to make sure you lips stay in contact with the head of my cock. That will give me pleasure because you lips are fluttering against my cock as you talk. My cock will feel your hot breath and the vibrations of your voice. Always make sure that this is the case.â€Â
Abbey replied, “Yessir, I will.†His cock throbbed from the fluttering sensation of her lips. It was delicious.
“Very good. You learn quick. That will keep the need for torture and whippings to a minimum. Now, let me ask you, how long have you been Jim’s bound slave?â€Â
Abbey replied, “About 11 years.†Her lips touched his throbbing cock the whole time. A little of Krueger’s pre-cum was being transferred from the tip of his cock to her lips. She could taste it.
Krueger continued to ask very personal questions. On one question, she hesitated to answer. He stepped back from her, and seemingly from nowhere he produced a medium weight multi stranded flogger. He quickly brought the whip down across her breasts three times. Each quick lash was harder than the one before. Abbey gasped and cried out with pain.
Krueger stepped back to Abbey, placing his cock against her lips. “Now, you can see how the game is played. You are to never hesitate or refuse to obey an order, and to always answer a question when you are asked. If you don’t, you will be punished immediately. Do you understand?â€Â
“Yes, yes…, yes sir, please, I do understandâ€Â, Abbey gasped.
Krueger continued to ask personal questions. Questions about how it felt to be whipped, had she ever has a climax from being whipped, what was Jim’s favorite position or punishment, when did she lose her virginity, had she ever used her fingers to bring herself off, had other lovers tied and whipped before she met Jim, what did she think about being given to David Rayne, did she like the taste of a cock, did she like the taste of cum, had she ever sucked a pussy, had her pussy ever been sucked by another woman? The questions were endless, and caused Abbey to blush, but to avoid having her breasts whipped again, she was quick to answer.
Krueger bent down and took her face in his hands.
“Abbey, you love being a bound slave, don’t you?â€Â
A tear formed in the corner of her eyes. “Yes…yes sir…, I think do. I love being a sex slave to my husband. I want him to want me, and I want to be what ever he wants me to be. I love what he does to me.â€Â
Krueger wiped the tear from her cheek, “You are very afraid, right now, aren’t you?â€Â
“Yessir, I amâ€Â, was her reply. As she answered, Krueger ran his hand down to her pussy and delved his finger in her heated passage.
He smiled cruelly, “But, you cunt tells me you are turned by your predicament. Is that not so?â€Â
Abbey closed her pretty blue tear filled eyes, “Yesss…, yes sir, I’m sorry, but I do admit that.â€Â
“So, on one hand you want to escape and be with your husband, and on the other hand, you are aroused by being my property.â€Â
Abbey kept her tear filled eyes closed and just nodded her head.
Krueger spoke again. “Just so you understand. I will not inure you, nor will I allow anyone else to injure you. But, you are a slave, and for the time being you are my property. You will learn the love the whip, the torments and bondage. You will beg to be fucked. You will know sexual excitement that you have never known before. You will learn to submit to anyone I give you to, and you enjoy sexual slavery as you have never before.â€Â
He stood up, still looking down at her. Abbey looked up at him. In her field of vision was his handsome face, and his throbbing erect cock.
“You will obey me to the most infinite detail, or suffer the consequences. If you are a good slave, you will be rewarded. If not you will be punished. I will allow you to enjoy your bondage, tortures and sexual requirements. You are going to be here for those reasons, so you might as well enjoy it. It will make the whole experience more exciting.â€Â
Finally, Krueger finished his questions. He back away, and ordered her to remain on her knees. He left the room. Abbey was too afraid to move, or get up, even though her knees were beginning to get tired and hurt. In a few minutes the young man, Girard, entered the room.
“Get up, slave. Lets go to your roomâ€Â, were his orders.
He helped her up, and clipped a leash to her collar. Jerking the leash, he lead her from the library, and down the hall. The heels of her high heel pumps were clicking on the cut stone floor. At the end of the hall, Girard unlocked and opened a door. In side the door was a set of stairs, leading to the basement. He flipped a switch, lighting the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs was another locked door. This opened into a large room. Abbey could see lounging chairs and couches, along with two or three large king-size beds. There was what appeared to be a whipping post. Hung from the wall were hundreds of feet of ropes and chains, along with a vast array of whips and leather restraints. This was a very well equipped sexual torture chamber and orgy room. Along the far wall were four doors. Girard took her to one of the doors. This was to be her room. When the door was opened, there was a second door, a door made of steel bars, much like a jail cell. Inside, was another king-size bed and a bathroom. More whips and restraints were mounted on the wall of this room. She was indeed a prisoner, and escape was to be impossible.
Girard unhooked the leash from her collar, and hung it from a hook on the wall. While she stood there, Girard quickly undressed. His cock was rampant. He seated himself on the side of the bed.
“Slave, kneel down here, and get my cock in your mouthâ€Â, he ordered.
Fearing retribution, Abbey knelt down and took Girard’s cock into her mouth. As best as she knew how, she was sucking his cock. Things were happening very fast. It seems that everyone wanted their cock in her mouth. She had to admit to herself that a large throbbing cock in her mouth was arousing. Both Krueger and Girard had large, hot, throbbing cocks.
In a matter of moment, he was moaning and his cock was throbbing. She worked harder, and finally his cock erupted in a hot driving cum, sending jets of scalding cum into her throat. In a matter of about two hours in this strange mansion, Abbey had sucked two cocks and her breasts had been whipped. She did not even have time to think about what was happening to her.
After Girard had recovered, he had Abbey stand up. He released her elbows and wrists. She was relieved. Her arms had been bound tightly behind her back for about five or six hours. They were stiff from such a long and stringent bondage. Girard had plans for her.
He quickly tied a rope to her wrist cuffs, in front of her. This rope was passed through a hook at the top of one of the four tall corner posts on her bed. The rope was pulled up tight, stretching her, exposing her body to Girard. He spent the next several minutes examining her body. He spent time fondling her breasts and teasing her nipples. He ran his hand down onto her smooth ass and her thighs. Finally, he spent considerable time rummaging through her pussy. When he finished, he leaned forward and kissed her. In fact, he kissed her several times. By the time he was finished, Abbey was very aroused and was desperate to be fucked.
Girard extracted a whip from the chest of drawers, much like the whip which had been used on her by Krueger. He came to her with the whip. He leaned down and kissed her. She returned his kiss to please him. He kissed her again, while fondling her breasts.
“Slave, every evening, just before you go to bed, you will be whipped. You have permission to get used to it as it is the usual ritual. Now, turn you ass to me.â€Â
As Abbey did so, Girard struck her with the whip. After a few hard strokes, she tried to avoid the whip. He would have none of it. A second strand of rope was used to tie around her waist, tying her tightly to the bed post. Now she could not avoid her punishment. Girard struck again. It did not take long. Soon she was crying, asking for mercy. None came. When Girard felt she had enough, he replaced the whip in the dresser drawer, untied her waist rope, and released her wrists from the bed post. She was ordered to get on the bed and open her legs. Girard’s cock was now erect, again.
Abbey did as she was told, and Girard climbed between her open legs, and after slipping his cock into her pussy, fucked her soundly. She could feel his cock in her cunt. It felt good. She hated to admit it, but it felt really good. After all the sexual activity today, she wanted to be fucked, and to have a wonderful climax. She had obeyed every thing they wanted, and felt she would be rewarded with a climax. Girard made sure Abbey did not have a climax, leaving her frustrated, and wishing her husband was there to give her a cum.
Instead of cumming in her pussy, Girard pulled his cock from her cunt as he was having his climax. His ejaculation rocketed from his cock, splashing on her belly and breasts. Smiling, he reached out and spread his cum on her breasts and belly. Abbey was aroused by what he was doing, but very frustrated as she was not allowed to have a climax. She even begged him to fuck her to a cum. He ignored her pleading. After having his way with her, Girard dressed, and left the room, looking both doors behind him. Before leaving, he locked her leather wrist cuffs behind her back.
Abbey was alone, in a strange place, a prisoner of a stranger, and her cunt ached for her husbands cock, or by now, any cock, and satisfaction. Her wrists were still locked behind her back, eliminating the possibility of her seeking her own relief. Girard cum was spread on her, and there was nothing she could do about it, or her predicament. Abbey felt alone, very alone, and very helpless.
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As Abbey was nearing the end of her stay at Krueger’s, she was introduced to more things that a sex slave is expected to do. On this particular morning, as usual, Girard came to retrieve her from her cell. He locked her wrists behind her back, and attached the leash to her collar. As was expected, she dropped to her knees and filled her obligations by sucking Girard’s cock to a fine climax. Even though she had no choice but to suck his cock, in many ways she enjoyed having a rigid, throbbing cock in her mouth.
Girard took her into a small private reading room, just off Kruegerââ‚
“Good Morning Abbey. How were you this morning?â€Â
Abbey bowed her head, and replied, “I’m fine sir.â€Â
“Very goodâ€Â, answered Krueger. “This morning is going to be a little different. I intend to take your slavery to a little higher level. I want you to kneel between Han’s legsâ€Â
Abbey did so. She knelt there, her knees on the soft velvet pillow, with her hands locked behind her back. Han’s now rigid cock was directly in front of her face. The young man had a magnificent cock. She was sure he could feel her warm breath on his manhood. His cock throbbed as she looked at it.
“Abbey, here is your assignmentâ€Â, Krueger said as Girard unlocked her wrists, freeing her arms and hands.
“You are going to learn to arouse a master, and keep him aroused, with a hard cock, for a seemingly endless time, until he is ready to cum. You will use both your hands and mouth for this exercise. You are to arouse him, keep him aroused on the edge of a cum, yet to not make him cum until he is ready. He may require you to do this for only a few minutes, or maybe for a hour or so, especially if he is watching a porn movie while you are working on his cock.â€Â
“This will require to you closely watch his face, and feel the movements of his cock. If you make him cum too soon, you will be punished, severely. If you don’t keep his arousal level high, then he might want to punish you, also. When he decides to cum, assuming he does not want to fuck you, then you will always suck his cock, making him cum in your mouth. Do you understand what is expected of you?â€Â
Abbey replied, “Yessir, I’ll do my best.â€Â
Krueger continued, “Very good. Now take Hans’ cock into your right hand, cradling her balls in your left hand. You are to stroke him, massage his balls, kiss and lick his cock, suck his cock, and any other form of sexual pleasure for him, to keep him hard, aroused, close to a cum, yet to not make him cum until he is readyâ€Â
Krueger smiled as Hans sat there with a look of anticipation on his face. “Now, Abbey, here is the caveat. If you do make him cum, before he is ready, you will be punished. If he is watching a porn movie, for example, he is engrossed in what he is seeing, and could easily lose control and cum because of what you are doing. This must not happen. He will not warn you that he is about to cum. That is for you to do. You will monitor him, and make sure he stays aroused, and yet he will not cum unless he is ready.â€Â
“Now, I warn you, Hans has not had a climax for a couple of days. His cock is aching to cum. If you fail, and make him cum prematurely, that little sweet cunt of yours will be punished.â€Â
Abbey nodded her head. She turned to face Hans and his now erect cock. He had a rather sardonic smile on his face, which betrayed a high degree of lust, and significant cruelty.
“Now, take his cock and balls in your hands, and lets see how you do. Let’s see if you can avoid being punished.â€Â
Abbey reached forward and grasped Hans’ cock. Her delicate left hand softly cradled his balls. She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock as she started to gently stroke his throbbing member.
Abbey then heard someone else entering the room. Krueger had sat down on the easy chair next to Hans, and had opened his robe. His cock was erect. Abbey looked back toward the door, and saw Girard leading Caron into the room. In few moments, Caron was kneeling between Krueger’s legs, tending to him in much the same was she was ministering to Hans.
Krueger picked up a television remote control unit and turn on a rather large digital television screen, located on the wall behind Abbey and Caron. From the sounds of the movie being shown, she could tell it was a porn movie. In particular, it was a porn movie involved sexual slavery, bondage and discipline. Abbey knew her task would be difficult.
As the movie played, Hans and his father made comments about the action, and how Abbey and Caron were doing with their respective cocks. Both men were excited. Hans seemed to be having the most difficulty controlling himself. His voice would quicken and his cock would throb. Abbey was constantly monitoring him to make sure he did not cum before he wanted. His cock was hard, hot and heavy. She enjoyed playing with his cock and balls, but was afraid to enjoy it too much, as he might cum and she would be punished.
Abbey continued to stroke, kiss and lick Hans’ cock. She would take it into her mouth, delicately, so as not to over stimulate Hans. She let her sweet tongue tease the tip of his cock as she gently squeezed his cum heavy balls. As she did so, she could look over and see Carol working on Krueger’s cock. It was obvious she was learning her lessons well. Her soon to be husband to be should be very happy with her progress.
The S & M porn movie had been playing for about forty five minutes. There were times when Hans was nearly beside himself. His aching cock wanted to cum, but Abbey was watching carefully, doing her job. She had Hans’ cock in her mouth as she was gently stroking him she heard Krueger speak to Caron.
“Caron, my sweet slave, I have had enough, suck me to a cum, and make sure you catch every drop, and swallow it allâ€Â
Caron smiled and replied, “Yessir, thank you sir.â€Â
Caron quickened her pace with her stroking hand as she started to work her pretty mouth up and down on Krueger’s cock. In just a matter of about 30 seconds he was cumming. His body was bucking as his cock blasted steaming hot cum into her mouth. Caron kept her mouth glued to Krueger’s cock, taking all of his issue. Abbey was fascinated by what was happening between Caron and Alex Krueger.
As Abbey was watching Caron make a very aroused Alex Krueger cum, she suddenly heard Hans groan, “OH GOD! I CUMMING!†Startled, Abbey quickly turned her head to Hans’s cock, just in time to see a massive jet of cum rocket from his rigid phallus. As quickly as she could, she put her mouth over the erupting cock tip, in an attempt to catch the escaping jism. Just as she did, she felt herself being grabbed from behind. She was jerked away from Hans and his boiling cock. She heard Girard’s angry voice.
“CUNT! Now you done it! You disobeyed, and look at the mess you have made! Hans was not ready to cum, yet you allowed it. You are in trouble!â€Â
As Girard was scolding her, he was locking her wrists behind her back. Quickly he produced long piece of rope which he wrapped tightly around her elbows. Girard was savage and cruel. He pulled the rope tight, forcing her elbows tightly together in the small of her back. She had never had her elbows tied that tight. Girard wrapped the rope tightly around her elbows several times, and tied it off. The stress on her shoulders and arms was tremendous.
“Now, Cuntâ€Â, Girard ordered, “Clean up the mess you made. Lick up all the cum you spilled on Hans. Get to it now!†He shoved her to her knees.
As quickly a she could, she did as ordered. Where ever she saw a drop or streak of cum, she quickly licked it up. She then took Hans’ cock in her mouth , and sucked it until it was dry. Once this was accomplished, Girard jerked her to her feet.
Scared, Abbey stood there, trying to apologized for her mistake. Girard would hear none of it. He produce a rather large penis gag, and stuffed it into her mouth, locking it’s holding strap tightly behind her head. This locked the gag deeply in her mouth, nearly causing her to choke on it.
Girard jerked on her collar, pulling her from the reading room, and down to the basement dungeon area. In the corner of the dungeon/orgy room was a piece of equipment that had never been used on her. She had no understanding of it use, until now.
This piece of equipment looked much like a dog house, with a pitched roof. In fact, it was a tool for the punishment of a cunt, a pussy if you will. It is commonly called a “horseâ€Â. The victim is made to sit astride this device, like you would sit on a horse. The top of the “roof†fits neatly into the pussy crevice. When the penitent’s legs are tied, pulled down to rings in the floor, her total weight in on her pussy, being “cut†by the top of the “horseâ€Â. Her legs are not available to take the pressure off the punished cunt.
Girard quickly walked Abbey over to the “horseâ€Â, where he picked her up, and mounted her on the sharp top of the “roof’ or ridge of the “horse“. Abbey immediately felt the sharp ridge digging into her tender pussy. Her feet could not touch the floor. In fact, her feet were about twelve inches above the floor. There was no way to ease the pressure on her pussy. Before she knew it, Girard had tied ropes to her ankle cuffs, and pulled her legs toward rings mounted in the floor. The pulling on her legs made the pressure on her soft cunt even more pronounced. Her pussy was beginning to ache. There was no way she could ease the pain in her cunt.
Now, Girard added a complication to Abbey’s situation. He connected a rope to her wrist cuffs, and running the rope through a pulley in the ceiling, he pulled her bound wrists and arms up behind her back. As he pulled her arms and wrists up, she realized that this new strained bent over position was now putting pressure on her clit. Her weight was now on her pussy, and her clit. Girard tied the rope off, leaving her in the strained bound position. Abbey could not move, or escape her torment.
Bent over as she was, her magnificent breasts were hanging slightly, and delightfully. Girard had plans for them. He retrieved a medium weighted flogger from the wall rack, and approached Abbey, while flourishing the whip in the air.
“Slaveâ€Â, Girard spoke sharply. “You have disobeyed. You are to be punished. Next time, you had better watch what you are doing, and treat a master’s cock accordingly.â€Â
All Abbey could do was quietly whimper behind her gag. Girard reached out and grasped her breasts. He stroked them, and teased her nipples. He gently slapped them, making them quiver. The whip came next.
Girard brought the whip up, and swung down in an arc, striking her left breast. It jerked and bounced with the blow from the whip, and jiggled back into its original hanging position. Before she could grasp what was happening, Girard struck her right breast. Now he was whipping her breasts in earnest. In a matter of seconds, Abbey was sobbing into her gag. She tried to beg for mercy, but her gag prevented that. Her breasts were on fire, and her aching cunt was almost more than she could stand. The whipping continued.
In a few minutes the whipping stopped. She could see her breasts. They were bright pink from the torture she had just endured. Her cunt was beginning to scream in pain. Tear ran down her pretty cheeks as she sobbed from the whipping and pussy torment
Girard hung the whip back on it’s hook, and looked back at the suffering Abbey.
“Slave Cunt, I am going to leave you for a while, to think about what you have done. I’ll be back. Don’t go away, OK?â€Â
The cruel joke was on Abbey. She was sobbing, and her pussy was killing her. She held as still as she could, but the pain was still very significant. Her tears fell on the â€Âhorseâ€Â, and trickled down her bound legs.
It seemed to be hours before Girard returned. With him was Krueger, Hans and Klaus. Hans had Caron with him. She was still wearing her high heel shoes, with her wrists locked behind her back. On his instructions, she knelt beside him. Each of the men took their own time to examine her, to see how she was being punished, and to see her suffering. She was magnificent in her pain. She could tell that each man had a massive erection as they examined her.
Alex Krueger spoke first. “Girard, I complement you on your punishment techniques. It seems that you have placed Abbey in a proper position to consider the error of her ways, and gave her time to reflect on how she will perform next time.â€Â
“Thank youâ€Â, Girard replied. “Abbey has all the elements to make a good slave. Its just that she has to concentrate on what she must do. I think she is easily distracted. We are here to help her.â€Â
Girard walked over to where Abbey was being tortured. He grasped her delightfully hanging breasts, and fondled them. Abbey just remained as still as she could. Her pussy was screaming at her.
“Well, Abby. Here you are. You have had time to consider your short comings. Do you think you can do a better job of “cock massaging†next time?â€Â
Abbey, painfully, looked up at Girard and Krueger, with tears in her eyes, nodded her head in the affirmative.
Krueger spoke to Girard. “Well, I am willing to take her word for it. Let her down, and lets see how well she does.â€Â
Girard lowered her arms, easing the strain on her shoulders. Next he released the ropes on her ankles, which were pulling her down on to the sharp ridge of the “horseâ€Â. Krueger and Girard both lifted her from the “horseâ€Â, and stood her up on her feet. It seemed the pain in her pussy was greater when being lifted off the “horseâ€Â, than when she was mounted on it. She was moaning loudly into her gag.
Abbey was still wearing her red high heel pumps. She was weakened by her torment, and was a little shaky on her feet. Girard helped her stand and get her strength back. The whole time he was bracing her, he was fondling her breasts. Krueger released her elbows and wrists.
“Abbeyâ€Â, Krueger addressed her, “Your hands are free, but you are not to touch your cunt. The pain will go away, but you are not to touch or rub your pussy. Do you understand?â€Â
Abbey, still gagged, nodded her head. She was just glad to be off the “horseâ€Â. She had never experienced so much concentrated pain. She had learned her lesson. She would concentrate to be the best sex slave that ever was.
Krueger spoke again. “Abbey, if you will notice, Klaus sitting in the chair in front of you. His cock is ready for you. Go to him, and lets see if you can learn from your mistake.â€Â
A little unsteady on her feet, Abbey walked to where Klaus was seated. Carefully, she knelt between he legs, facing his erect cock. Her pussy was coming back alive after it painful tenure on the “horseâ€Â. As unbelievable is it seemed, as the pain faded from her cunt, she was becoming aroused. The pain was replaced by a sexual heat. Abbey was amazed at how her body responded to mistreatment. ‘God‘, she thought. ‘I’m hopeless. I am a slave. I cannot deny it. I am a sex slave!’
Klaus reached forward and removed the penis gag from her mouth. It took a few seconds for Abbey to exercise her jaws, which had been distended by the large penis gag. As she was moving her mouth and jaw, her delicate hands were already working on Klaus’ cock. With a smile on his face, Klaus settled back in his comfortable chair to enjoy Abbey’s attention to his throbbing cock.
In the meantime, Hans had taken Caron to one of the beds in the orgy room. He had her lie down on the bed, and was fucking her. Her head was at the edge of the mattress. Girard was standing next to the bed, with his cock working in and out of Caron’s mouth. Abbey deliberately ignored what was happening on the other side of the room, and concentrated fully on Klaus’ cock, and her efforts to keep him aroused and erect for as long as he wished. After turning on a television set so Klaus could watch a S & M porn movie, he left the room to attend to other duties.
The movie lasted for about an hour. The whole time Abbey kept Klaus on the verge of a climax, but never allowed him to cum until the movie was over. As the film was ending, Klaus, with his face congested with lust, told her to stop working on his cock. He next ordered her to get up on the chair with him, facing him, with her legs spread on either side of his thighs. On his instructions, she lowered herself onto his cock. Abbey was aroused, and her cunt was soaking in her heated pussy juices. Quickly his cock became lubricated by her juices. His cock felt good to her.
After a minute or two, he ordered her to raise herself off his cock, and to turn around on him, placing her sweet little asshole over his cock. Once she was in position, he required her to lower herself, impaling her ass on his cock. This she did with a little difficulty. Finally, his cock was buried in her ass.
On Klaus’ orders, she started to move up and down on his cock. He was so overheated by the hour’s worth of manipulation of his member, in just a minute or two his cock exploded in a massive climax. He filled her ass with steaming hot cum. It seemed that his climax would last forever. When he finally finished, he collapsed back into the easy chair, with his cock still buried in Abbey’s ass. She could feel it receding. In a few minutes, she eased herself off Klaus. Retrieving wet towels, she cleaned his spent cock. After doing so she was allowed go to the bathroom in her cell to clean herself.
As Abbey was taking care of herself, she realized that she was still very aroused. Her pussy was steaming hot, and had not been fucked. Again, she was being denied a climax. She wanted desperately to use her hand to satisfy herself, but dared not.
A frustrated Abbey left her room and returned to the orgy room. Hans and Girard were just finishing with Caron. Klaus was still recovering in his chair. Alex Krueger approached her. He made her turn around so he could lock her wrists behind her back. Next, he turned her around to face him as he spoke to her.
“Abbey, I am proud of you. You have come along was since you entered my home. You are an excellent slave. Your husband will be very proud of you. Tonight, you will sleep in my bed, and pleasure me. This is you last night in Haus Krueger. Tomorrow is your graduation day, but tonight, I am going to enjoy you.â€Â
Abbey was dumbfounded. She was so used to her life at Krueger’s, she had forgot that she had been there for nearly three weeks. She gathered her wits and dropped to her knees and started excitedly kissing and sucking Alex’ cock. She wanted to show him how excited that he was pleased with her, and would allow her to go home. This was the only way she knew that she could please him. She was truly a sex slave. Krueger bent down and lifted her back to her feet. He kissed her and said.
“Enough of that now. I have things to do. You are to go back to your cell, and you will have tonight to show me how much you appreciate your time here.â€Â
Continued………….
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I was 15, and shy, painfully shy. I didn’t wear make up, I didn’t date, I wasn’t a cool girl at school, I was overlooked and friendless. What I did do was raise Suffolk sheep for 4-H. I would show them each year at the county fair. I would train, I could hold my lamb, place his feet, groom him, show him off to his best advantage to win the grand prize ribbon. My dark blond hair would be pulled back and I wore a white tee shirt, white shorts and white sneakers, and that was the uniform of 4-H’rs competing for that grand prize. What was also so My green eyes are my best feature, they are large and thick lashed and so much like my mom’s and she was always complimented on hers. That day or freedom I walked though the fair grounds, past candidates hawking themselves and window salesmen hawking their windows and health groups hawking good health, next to Carnies hawking deep fried corn dogs. I saw him there. I bought my dinner from him. He didn’t pay any attention to me, nor I to him really, I only remember him now because later in the fair week I would see him there watching me and smiling, warning me, enjoying my discomfort, I would later see him shadow the barn and talk with his friends and they’d laugh as I tried to cover the bruises on my thighs by pulling at my shorts, and he would lick his lips and smile. The day I bought my dinner from him he didn’t look at me and I never looked at him. That night was different. When the fair closed after midnight we were all in the barn for the night. I lay on my cot. A few rent-a-cops patrolled the grounds. Too few. And the carnies, who had trailers and a camping area could be heard on the other end of the fairgrounds, laughter, some music, sometimes a yell or a fight, like listening to adults on a camping trip. I drifted off. Maybe at 2 am I woke. I had to pee. I slipped on my flip flops and walked out of the barn to the row of port-a-lets outside about 25 feet from the barn. I was tired and hated the stinky portas, but held my breath and went. When I came out I breathed again and yawned and was about to walk back when a big hand covered my mouth and another grabbed me around waist and lifted me. I kicked and tried the scream into the big hand and tried to put my hands up to pull the arm away when the man carrying me told be to stop moving or he’d break my neck and he yanked my head back hard and it hurt enough for me to believe he would so I did what he told me too. He walked with me, carrying me against his fat stomach and broad chest and I could hear him breathing hard as he made his way to wherever we were going. His breath smelled horrible, he was drunk, and smelled like sweat and beer. He took me to a silver camper hitched to a Chevy truck and kicked the door a couple of times and it was opened, by an older man, who drew back in surprise as the man carried me inside. He locked the door behind us. The man set me on my feet and he held my head and reached his hand towards his friend. “Gimme my knife.” “Shit man, Shit.” Said the older guy, who was maybe 60. A raw boned guy with a scruffy beard and missing teeth. But the man handed his fat friend the knife and the man held it to my throat. “Listen to me bitch. If you make a sound I’ll kill you.” He growled. “You are gonna do whatever I say and if you do I will let you live, but I’ve fuckin’ been to jail for this shit before and I ain’t going back, I WILL KILL YOU.” I was wild eyed but I nodded. He let go of my mouth and I stood there and he moved around to where I could see him in the dim light of the trailer. His friend sat at their filthy table and watched, distressed. “Boy, why you go do this shit,” he muttered low. “I can’t be getting in more trouble, you can’t.” “I don’t fucking know,” said my captor eyeing me as I stood there. “I got done takin’ a piss and heard her and when she walked out I just did. I fucking felt like some pussy and there she was.” I started to groan with fear and he raised the knife and pointed it at me. “I said Shut the Fuck Up!” I bit my lip. “Take off your clothes” he ordered. I shook my head and he raised a fist and I started doing what he wanted fast. When I stood naked in their trailer I looked pleadingly at the old man but he turned away from me, drinking his beer in silence. I looked back at the man who had abducted me and he was rubbing his crotch and smiling. He was wearing jogging pants and a dirty shirt and it barely covered his belly. His hair was long and thing and dirty and he was about as old as my dad. He had hairy arms all the way to his shoulders and he was way taller then the room and had to bend a bit to keep his head off the ceiling. “Git on your knees.” He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer and pushed me too the ground by my shoulder. I started to cry. He pulled the front of his pants down and grabbed my hair and pulled it towards his stinky, sweaty crotch. “Suck it bitch.” He growled. He smacked the back of my head with his hand and I trembled as I lifted my hand and closed it around the first penis I had ever seen. I had been raised catholic and had no brothers and literally had only seen a penis in drawings in a doctor’s office waiting room in a brochure. It was thick, I couldn’t get my hand around it, and it twitched and felt hot and it smelled bad, like the portalet and he wanted me to put it in my mouth. I gagged as I tried. It was rubbery and sticky goo came from the hole on it’s head and I started sobbing. “Shit man, just get her out of here now.” The old man said and I wanted to run to him for protection but the drunk told him to shut up again and he did, going back to his bottle. He grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock into my mouth and I was shocked by how far it stretched my mouth open. He moved my head back and forth as my hands were splayed on his stomach and thigh trying to push away. “Use your tongue bitch, suck it good, yeah…yeah…yeah bitch, he groaned low as his hips moved against my face. I couldn’t breathe and tears streamed down my face as he moved. He got huge in my mouth but then he pushed me backwards and I gasped for air. “Shut up cunt.” He said as he grabbed my hair and I yelped. He threw me on the bed. It was a filthy mattress, stained and hard and I lay sideways on it and he pushed me back on it his hand in my belly, holding me down as he leaned over me. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them so hard I wanted to scream but he whispered, “Shut up, no noise, I mean it, I’ll kill you, shut up and take it slut.!” I lay there as he pinched and mashed and bit my tits, I gasped and sobbed and looked to the other man who watched but did nothing. I thought he was trying to tear off my tits, he slobbered on them and he kissed me, my mouth covered in his spit, my neck, my sore nipples, he moved his large hand down my belly, bruising it too, when he reached between my legs I yelled “No!” and he punched me deep in my tender belly and I almost threw up, and he grabbed my neck. “What the fuck did I tell you bitch? Huh? You want to die?” I shook my head, and he punched my stomach again and I lost my breath. “Answer me…do you want me to kill you? Cuz I will and I’ll still fucking rape you but I’ll kill you too!” I shook my head harder and whispered “no”. and he moved his hand back to my pussy and said “God, I want you, I want to rape you so bad, I want my cock in the tight little cunt so bad.” And he pushed a couple fingers in me and I gasped and struggled but he fucked me with those fingers harder. In and out. Nothing had ever been inside me, I never even used tampons because mom said they were for married women. My legs opened and I felt horrible for the wetness dripping down my butt crack as he continued using me. “Fucking slut you want this don’t you…yeah…yeah…you want a big guy to rape you like this…you want it hard…I got it for you hard bitch…I’m gonna tear you up little girl, gonna make you a slut. Maybe make you a mommy…you want a rape baby bitch?” He laughed and his fingers pulled out of me and he moved his cock until it pressed at my hole. He put his hand over my mouth and I knew what was going to happen and knew that it was going to be more then my promise not to scream would take, and he didn’t let me catch a breath, he shoved his huge, thick cock inside me in one punishing thrust, which pushed me across the bed and lifted me, My back arched and I screamed and screamed and screamed in his hand as he raped me, pounding my tiny pussy in and out like a jack hammer, long strokes that impaled me and made me lose my breath when they reached my lungs and stopped with a punch. He groaned and moaned as he leaned over me like a bull, sweaty and smelly and relentless. I was choking under his hand but my screaming had stopped, I couldn’t scream, I was drenched in sweat like I had come out of the rain and my legs were wide as he opened me up. I could feel the blood I would find there later, leaking from me and he was calling me a whore and slut and groaning the word “yes” as he abused me, raped me, changed me. My head rolled back and forth and I was in agony, and breathing shallowly, panting, moaning and feeling everything. It was like being in a trance…waves of pain, feelings of disgust, and my legs opening wider as he raped me harder. My hips moved under him, against him, letting him hurt me harder and deeper, I was moving with him and he grunted happily I didn’t fight, I let the pain wash through me and I moaned and panted. “Yes baby,” he groaned, “yes…yeah baby…yeah slut…fucking rape slut…yeah…yeah..yeah…ride it baby…you are good…you are made for this…you like it, you do…yeah…yeah.” He complimented me, he was complimenting me as he raped me and I was humiliated and grateful, he was disgusting but my body, my pain, my cries, my reactions made him happy. And I took what he was doing to me, even as I sobbed and hated myself. My cunt grabbed him, spasming, over and over, I was shuddering and panicked, I didn’t know what an orgasm was, I thought I was having a seizure. Finally he exploded in me, I could feel his dick burst glob after glob of cum deep inside my aching, raped pussy. I was weak as a kitten and shaking like a leaf, used and humiliated and scared of all that it was making me feel. He let himself grow soft in me, kneading my nipples, rubbing my belly, telling me I was a good bitch, that I did good and was a good fuck, the best he’d had. He smiled at me and I closed my eyes and leaned my head back and cried. He got up and wiped my juices and blood off his cock with the bed sheet and I lay there and closed my legs and curled up on the bed and sobbed. After a minute or two I opened my eyes and saw him sitting at the table with the old man. Finally the old man got up and walked towards me and I tried to sit up…it hurt but I tried to sit up. I was going to leave finally. The old guy took my outstretched hand had flipped me onto my belly, I cried out in despair. I heard his pants unzip and heard him spit as hot spit hit my ass and he was rubbing my asshole and I tied to get up but he held me down and forced my face down into the bedding. My ass burned as he entered me, the pressure of him forcing his dick in my virgin ass, the pain was excruciating and I screamed anew into the mattress, helpless. I could hear my first rapist encouraging his friend. “Yeah…yeah…that’s what she needs…yeah…fuck her in the ass…yeah…feels good huh?” And the old guy never said a word but he groaned appreciatively. Spitting on me, on my ass as he worked his way deeper and deeper inside me. I dug my fingers into the mattress and screamed and sobbed, not making a sound that could alert a rescuer, afraid I would die, and afraid someone would stop the old man’s attack at the same humiliating time, taking the old man deep inside me the way I took the first man, moving my ass backwards into his assault. Both were using me, hurting me, appreciating me, enjoying me, not ignoring me, raping me. Before he came he pulled out of my ass and shoved his cock, up to the hilt, inside my pain filled pussy and filled me with his cum. I could feel gooey cum running down the back of my legs. The man’s cock twitched in me and he gently rubbed my back and reached around to give my tits, my swollen, sore tits a few squeezes and pinches, then he, reluctantly pulled out and threw me a towel. “Clean up girl…git dressed.” I did as he said. His friend fell asleep at the table and the old guy took me by the arm and lit a cigarette and picked up the knife and walked me out the door. He escorted me silently until we reached the toilets, then he pushed me into one of the stalls and put the knife to my neck and while the other guy was dangerous because he was drunk and angry this old man just looked at me and said. “I been to jail three times for rape. And that ain’t how many times I done it, I did a lot more. I ain’t going back. I did you cuz you were there and the harm had already been done, so I took a turn, that ain’t an apology, you were a great fuck, but you ain’t worth another stretch and I should kill ya, shove you down the toilet hole.” I sobbed, shaking anew. “But I ain’t” He smiled and warned me. “You weren’t a tease or a drunk ass slut, you were just a kid going pee in the middle of the night, so I’m gonna let you live. You ain’t gonna tell. No one. If you do, I got other friends like him and I’ll make sure they find you and finish you. Understand me?” I nodded numbly. And he left. And after collecting myself, so did I. I went back to my cot, It was about 4 am, or almost, and I had to wake in 2 hours. I could barely breathe, and couldn’t sleep, and my body ached and I felt every throbbing ache and when I moved I would catch a sob and gasp. I had been raped and I never would tell and during that fair week I would see him, the old man, and he would nod to me and smile, and I would shiver and could feel my cunt and ass contract painfully and the ache in my bruised stomach knot up, and I think he enjoyed that. I think he liked me, I think he wanted me, I think they both did, they wanted to hurt me, wanted me to feel fear, and pain and their cum inside me. And I was terrified by the feeling that I wanted to feel that again too, I was as much afraid of wanting to be raped as I was of the pain and the uncertainty that I would live through it again. And that’s where things stand now, 7 yrs later.
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This is my story about being taken by an older guy when I was 16 it was my brothers best friend and someone I had known for years. It was the middle of July and I was out in the back yard in my bikini when my brother Steve and his best friend Mark came by the house, They came out to the back yard I jumped up and gave my brother a hug I had not seen him since the holiday break he was 6 years older then me. I also reached over and gave Mark a hug since I had known him for ten years or so.
We chatted a bit, and my brother then said he had some errands to do and asked if Mark wanted to go with, Mark said he had some stuff to take care of also, and they agreed to meet back up at our house in about five hours and go out and cause some trouble. T So after a few more minutes of talking Steve got up and said he had to get going, Mark stood and said he to needed to hit the road, and they walked into the house I heard Steves car start up and drive off, I looked over at the patio table and Mark's cell phone was there I grabbed it and ran to catch him, as I made it to the living room Mark walked through the front door, I said good you left this, and held out his cell phone, he said thanks but thats not what I came back for. I said what else did you forget, Mark said something I have been thinking about since the holiday break, I said what would that be, and with that he grabbed my arm and pulled me to him and said "YOU" I just smiled and started to pull away figuring he was kidding around, but he did not let go, he pulled me close and his other hand reached around and grabbed my ass, I forgot to mention I am on the cheer leading squad so I was hot for a 16 yr old, I tried to pull away but he was so much stronger than me, Mark then said look I know you have been fucked you brother told me you already had sex, I blushed he was right I have had sex a couple of time but that was with my boyfriend. He had my bikini bottoms pulled over with half my ass exposed, then he reached up and pulled my top down letting my tits fall free, then he took one of my nipples in his mouth and said very nice, I was trying to push him back but nothing I did made any differnce I looked up at him and said I am going to tell steve what your trying to do, Mark looked at me and said no you won't. and with that shoved me back onto the couch following closely, he postitioned him self between my legs on his knees with me on the couch, he pushed my legs apart and his hand started rubbing my pussy thru the thin frabric of my bikini, then he just reached up and pulled them down and off one of my legs. I sat there with my legs spread and pussy exposed, he started to rub my clit which sent shivers through my body, I did not want this to happen but he was doing all the right things to get my body to over rule my mind, then he inserted a fingure and started to fuck my pussy with it, Mark looked up and said see I knew you would like this, you are already wet, I stopped resisting and just spread my legs nice and wide for him, he then took his fingure out and replaced it with his mouth, it felt so dam good, my boyfriend had eaten me once but Mark really knew what he was doing, suck in my clit lick it then let it out, and then repeat that over and over, then he put his fingure back into me then two, the next thing I knew I was cumming harder then I have ever had, Mark stood and said your turn, and he pulled down his shorts and underwear showing me his 8" cock much larger than my boyfriend, Mark pulled my head to his cock and put his cock on my lips, and just started shoving it in he got about half way in, and I pulled back then he pulled me to it this time I relaxed and let about six inches in he took his hand off my head and I started sucking that cock the best that I could Mark said I was doing great telling me how hot I was. Then he pulled out and pushed me back and got back on his knees and put his cock at the entrance of my pussy I took a deep breath and Mark said relax and with that he shoved all the way in and i felt his balls hit my ass, he left it in to allow my pussy to ge used to his cock, then he started slowly pulled back and the slowly pushed back in he did that for a while then he started to increase his speed, and after a while he was pulling completly out and shoving back in to the hilt, he really started to fuck me hard and with the pain came much pleasure, and I came again and he fucked me right through it, after about twenty more strokes in my pussy he pulled out and brought his cock to my face I opened my mouth and he put his cock in it, he started to stoke his cock then he let out a groan and shot his load into my mouth I had no choice but to swallow but some dribbled from my lips on to my tits he pulled out and leaned down and kissed me on the forhead and said thanks you are beautiful, then he pulled up his shorts and grabbed his cell phone and turned and headed for the door and walked out I heard his car start and he pulled away, I was sitting there exhausted not really sure what happened I mean I knew but he I was bikini top pulled down tits hanging out with some cum on them, bikini bottom around my left ankle, and a very wet and soar pussy, not sure if I had been rapped or if I was a willing participant, well maybe the next time I figure that one out, luv ya Kellie
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Tammie Edwins was not your typical librarian. She didn't wear her hair up in a bun, didn't wear glasses, full-length shapeless dresses and heels, didn't squint or purse her lips, didn't have dishwater skin like parchment, and was not middle-aged. On the contrary, she was in her mid-twenties, had long flowing honey-colored hair, deep green eyes, and peachy complexion. She favored wearing a tight skirt six inches above the knees and a tight silk blouse, which accentuated her figure quite nicely - a figure with firm upthrust breasts, curved hips, full legs, a |
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About three days had passed since David Rayne had been a visitor to our home, and a sexual tormentor of my wife, Abbey. What happened that night had a profound affect on both of us. My fantasies were realized, and Abbey had been introduced to a whole new world of sexual slavery.
Abbey now knew that I would require her to submit to another man, a master in the arts of Bondage, Discipline, and S & M. We talked about what had happened, and found it to be exciting, and a new element to our sex life.
Of particular interest was David Rayne
Krueger lived in a large house, with spacious secluded grounds in the hill country a few miles outside of town. He had acquired a great deal of wealth that made him financially independent. He had turned his interest in the sexual slavery of women into his avocation. He was well known in S & M circles, nationally. As a result his services were in demand. Because of my relationship with David Rayne, he was willing to take Abbey under his wing. His basic training course for new sexual slaves was two weeks, possibly longer. That decision would be his, and his alone. I would not be able to be part of the training process. He would provide me with video tapes of her training, and on occasion, I could watch what was happening from a secure hiding place, but she must never know that I was there until the training course had been completed. I agreed.
Krueger made sure that I understood that while under his “careâ€Â, she would necessarily be available for any sexual activity which interested him. There would be no restrictions in that area. As a critical part of her training, if she were to refuse any sex act, she would be punished and forced to comply. I would not be allowed to bring any clothing for her, other than the cape she was to wear in transit. I was told to bring several pair of high heel shoes, so she would not have to wear the same pair during her training. I packed several pairs of high heel shoes, of different and similar styles, all of which had heels that measured at least four inches. Keeping her naked for the duration of her training appealed to me. Everything else depended on what I wanted for Abbey’s training.
I agreed with his demand for her sexual availability. I wanted her to be fucked at least once a day, and made to suck cocks several times a day, and be made to swallow all the cum she received. She had never been fucked in the ass, so I wanted him to open that sweet facility. While I had no particular interest in ass fucking her, others that I gave her to might be, so I wanted her prepared. Any other sexual training and activity would be up to Krueger. Bondage and Discipline was to be a critical part of her training. When at all possible, I wanted her in bondage and whipped routinely. I liked her to be restrained and helpless. I wanted her to grow more used to it. Even if she was not tied or restrained, I wanted her locked up, or chained by the neck to the wall, et al. We reached an agreement, and she would soon be delivered to him.
Abbey was not sure. Outside of her submission to David Rayne, she had never been with another man since she had married me. The thought of being under the control of Alex Krueger, without my being present was a scary thing for her. Finally, when she realized how insistent I was, she agreed. I explained what would be expected of her during her stay under Krueger’s training. It was obvious that she was afraid to be without me, but she said she understood. She submitted.
On the day of her delivery to Krueger‘s place, according to Alex Krueger’s instructions, I prepared her the trip to her place of incarceration. First, she was bathed, and her hair and make up were perfect. Her wrists were locked behind her with leather cuffs. A leather strap was wrapped around her elbows and pulled tightly, causing them to nearly touch in the small of her back. Matching leather cuffs were locked onto her ankles, along with a matching leather collar around her pretty neck. To complete her dress, a pair of black patent leather pumps, with 4 inch high heels were placed on her feet. She was magnificent. I wanted to fuck her right then and there, but Krueger was specific. He did not want her whipped or fucked for 48 hours prior to delivery. She could be teased and aroused, but she was not to be allowed any sexual satisfaction. He wanted her to be sexually frustrated on arrival for her training. A black cape was draped over her shoulders to hide her nakedness and bondage.
Prior to taking her out to the garage, and our car, I used gauze and surgical tape to “blindfold†her. A large pair of large dark sun glasses were put on her face to hide the fact the she had been blindfolded. Now she was ready. While at Krueger’s she would not know where she was, nor how to escape and how to return home.
On the long drive to Alex Krueger’s estate, I opened Abbey’s cape and fondled her breasts and pussy. She look fantastic. She sat there, bound and blindfolded, heading to a sexual imprisonment, and being taken there by her husband. Yet, as we drove along, she was becoming aroused by my fondling of her. At one point during our trip, we stopped at a secluded spot next to the highway. I spent time kissing and fondling her. When we got back onto the road, both Abbey and myself were aroused. I made sure she did not have a cum. I could tell she was sexually frustrated. By the time we arrived, late in the afternoon she was very aroused, but I would not let her have a climax. I kissed her before we got out of the car. Abbey returned my kiss, and whispered, “I love you, Jim.â€Â
We were met by a young man at the front door of Krueger’s home. We were escorted inside and taken to the library of the house. This was a large room, lined with shelves containing books and video tapes. On closer examination, it appeared that Krueger has a considerable collection of pornography, especially pornography involving sexual slavery of women. Someday, I would love to peruse this library and it’s contents.
We made ourselves comfortable. The young man who brought us into the house removed Abbey’s blindfolding bandages. She was allowed to keep her cape on, for the time being. As we were about to sit down, Alex Krueger came into the room. He was an imposing figure. Alex Krueger stood at least 6’ 4†inches. He appeared to be trim and very athletic. His blonde hair framed his ruggedly handsome tanned face. He steel gray eyes told of his inner strength, and denoted a trace of cruelty. He was wearing a black satin robe and black sandals. The robe flared as he walk, reveling tanned muscular legs. He was confident and clearly in control of his world.
“Good evening, you must be Jimâ€Â, he asked, extending his hand.
I took his hand and shook it. We exchanged greetings, and then I introduced Krueger to Abbey.
“Abbey, I am glad to meet youâ€Â, was his reply. “Your husband told me you were beautiful. He wasn’t kidding.“
Abbey blushed, “Thank you Sir.“
Krueger smiled and continued, “Has your husband told you what to expect her at my placeâ€Â, he asked.
Abbey quietly replied, “Yessir. I have been told about what happens here, and what I must do.â€Â
Alex smiled, “Well, that’s very good. We don’t want any surprises. Jim, if you don’t mind, I would like to see your slave. I want to see what I have to work with.â€Â
I stood Abbey in front of Krueger, and removed her cape. She stood proudly as he looked her over. I watched Abbey. She was naked and still bound at the wrists and elbows. The bondage made her body even more outstanding. Her high heel shoes made her legs look good and forced her ass out. They also made her stand straighter, with her breasts raised.
“Jim, you were correct. The woman is stunning. Abbey, turn around so I can see all of you.â€Â
Abbey did as she was told. She was obeying like I expected her. I was proud of her. I could see the black robe Krueger was wearing was beginning to exhibit a tent like bulge in front, indicating that he was getting an erection from what he saw of Abbey.
He walked around her, touching and probing her. Squeezing a breast, patting a buttock, running his hand down her belly, and delving quickly into her pussy.
“Abbeyâ€Â, Krueger said. “While you are here, among the chastisements and ordeals you will experience, you are aware that I will use you sexually, in any way I want, and you will have no right to refuse anything demanded of you.â€Â
Abbey was quiet for a moment, “Yes…, I,,.uh… understand that.â€Â
“I want you to tell me why are you here, may I ask?â€Â
“I love my husband. He wants me to be his sex slave. By coming here, he thinks I will be a better sex slave. I want to be his sex slave, and I want to make him happy by being his sex slaveâ€Â, was Abbey’s reply.
“Now that you understand, and have agreed to come here, there is one final caveat for you. Once your husband leaves here, and you are still here under my care, you will be my prisoner, unable to leave until I say so. If you escape, we will hunt you down. You will be punished severely for your escape efforts. Once your husband leaves you here, you are my property until I release you. I own you and I will do what I want with you. There will be no way out, no matter how you might plead or beg. Do you agree to these demands.â€Â
Abbey was taken aback by this last statement of Krueger’s. There was terror, and sexual excitement in her heart. Part of her was excited by her predicament, yet part was very afraid. She paused, and then with her head bowed, she agreed.
“On you kneesâ€Â, he ordered.
Abbey did so. Krueger walked up to her, and opened his robe to expose a massive hard-on. He cock throbbed with each beat of his heart. Abbey’s mouth was only an inch or so from the heated purple head of his cock.
“Abbey, as a sign that you agree to come here to my place for training, and agree to whatever happens to you, and further agree to submit to any sexual demands I make of you, I want to take my cock in you mouth and suck it.â€Â
Abbey moved forward, and opening her sweet lips, took his cock into her mouth. Her tongue was lashing the sensitive tip of Krueger’s cock as she was working her delicate mouth around the throbbing head. I watched Abbey working on Krueger’s cock. This was heady stuff, and very stimulating.
“Jim, she is good. There is a lot of promise here. She should make an excellent sex slave.
Krueger continued to stand there with Abbey working on him. He looked at me and said, “If you want, you can leave us now. Girard will show you out. You can take her cape with you. She will have no need of it.â€Â
I walked over to Krueger, and shook his hand, even as I looked down at my wife sucking his cock. I leaned down and gave her breast a squeeze as I kissed the top of her head. She kept sucking Krueger’s cock as she has been ordered to. As I walked away with Girard, Krueger spoke again.
“I will have a courier deliver a package to you, every other day. By my estimates, she will need to be here for a fortnight. I will let you know if she needs further trainingâ€Â, Krueger asserted.
I was escorted from the Krueger house by Girard. I was excited about placing Abbey with Krueger, yet I was missing her already. No matter what you may think of me, I am madly in love with Abbey, but I am also in love with her being my complete bound naked sex slave. The rest of this story is from information I pieced together from later conversations with Krueger, watching video tapes made of Abbey’s ordeals and training, and from Abbey herself.
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Abbey continued to suck Krueger’s cock after her husband left her at the house. She was scared. Here she was, naked, bound and being used sexually by a total stranger. She was going to be tortured and sexually abused, and there was nothing she could do but cooperate. The predicament was rather daunting, yet it erotically stimulating. Abbey knew that she was a slave at heart, and that this was her logical future.
As she knelt there, with this massive rigid cock throbbing n her mouth, her thought ran the gamut of sexual excitement to trepidation. She knew she had agreed to come here and be trained as a sex slave, but why. She knew she loved Jim, and wanted to please him. There had to be more to this. She realized that there was a hot excitement about being helpless and subject to the sexual whims of who ever had control of her. Even the punishments, whippings and tortures, while painful and at times terrible, they were arousing and did heighten her sexual pleasure. Her mind was in turmoil. Fear, lust, love, and a little guilt were partners in her emotions. While she twisted her wrists in her bondage in a futile attempt to escape, she nevertheless found her bonds to be exciting.
Krueger spoke, “Take my cock from you mouth, and let me show you something that I expect of you.â€Â
Abbey obeyed, and let his rigid cock slip from her mouth. As a good faith gesture, she kissed the head of Krueger’s cock after it was free of her mouth. Krueger smiled.
“Abbey, I am going to ask you a few questions. Anytime you are faced with a cock, such as now, I want you to place your lips to my cock, just barely touching it. If you have to be told to do this in the future, you will be punished. You are expected to do this automatically.†Abbey did so. Her soft red lips were just touching the head of Krueger’s erection. Her sweet delicate tongue was gently licking his cock.
“Now when I ask you a question, you are to answer me quickly, without hesitation. When doing so, you are to make sure you lips stay in contact with the head of my cock. That will give me pleasure because you lips are fluttering against my cock as you talk. My cock will feel your hot breath and the vibrations of your voice. Always make sure that this is the case.â€Â
Abbey replied, “Yessir, I will.†His cock throbbed from the fluttering sensation of her lips. It was delicious.
“Very good. You learn quick. That will keep the need for torture and whippings to a minimum. Now, let me ask you, how long have you been Jim’s bound slave?â€Â
Abbey replied, “About 11 years.†Her lips touched his throbbing cock the whole time. A little of Krueger’s pre-cum was being transferred from the tip of his cock to her lips. She could taste it.
Krueger continued to ask very personal questions. On one question, she hesitated to answer. He stepped back from her, and seemingly from nowhere he produced a medium weight multi stranded flogger. He quickly brought the whip down across her breasts three times. Each quick lash was harder than the one before. Abbey gasped and cried out with pain.
Krueger stepped back to Abbey, placing his cock against her lips. “Now, you can see how the game is played. You are to never hesitate or refuse to obey an order, and to always answer a question when you are asked. If you don’t, you will be punished immediately. Do you understand?â€Â
“Yes, yes…, yes sir, please, I do understandâ€Â, Abbey gasped.
Krueger continued to ask personal questions. Questions about how it felt to be whipped, had she ever has a climax from being whipped, what was Jim’s favorite position or punishment, when did she lose her virginity, had she ever used her fingers to bring herself off, had other lovers tied and whipped before she met Jim, what did she think about being given to David Rayne, did she like the taste of a cock, did she like the taste of cum, had she ever sucked a pussy, had her pussy ever been sucked by another woman? The questions were endless, and caused Abbey to blush, but to avoid having her breasts whipped again, she was quick to answer.
Krueger bent down and took her face in his hands.
“Abbey, you love being a bound slave, don’t you?â€Â
A tear formed in the corner of her eyes. “Yes…yes sir…, I think do. I love being a sex slave to my husband. I want him to want me, and I want to be what ever he wants me to be. I love what he does to me.â€Â
Krueger wiped the tear from her cheek, “You are very afraid, right now, aren’t you?â€Â
“Yessir, I amâ€Â, was her reply. As she answered, Krueger ran his hand down to her pussy and delved his finger in her heated passage.
He smiled cruelly, “But, you cunt tells me you are turned by your predicament. Is that not so?â€Â
Abbey closed her pretty blue tear filled eyes, “Yesss…, yes sir, I’m sorry, but I do admit that.â€Â
“So, on one hand you want to escape and be with your husband, and on the other hand, you are aroused by being my property.â€Â
Abbey kept her tear filled eyes closed and just nodded her head.
Krueger spoke again. “Just so you understand. I will not inure you, nor will I allow anyone else to injure you. But, you are a slave, and for the time being you are my property. You will learn the love the whip, the torments and bondage. You will beg to be fucked. You will know sexual excitement that you have never known before. You will learn to submit to anyone I give you to, and you enjoy sexual slavery as you have never before.â€Â
He stood up, still looking down at her. Abbey looked up at him. In her field of vision was his handsome face, and his throbbing erect cock.
“You will obey me to the most infinite detail, or suffer the consequences. If you are a good slave, you will be rewarded. If not you will be punished. I will allow you to enjoy your bondage, tortures and sexual requirements. You are going to be here for those reasons, so you might as well enjoy it. It will make the whole experience more exciting.â€Â
Finally, Krueger finished his questions. He back away, and ordered her to remain on her knees. He left the room. Abbey was too afraid to move, or get up, even though her knees were beginning to get tired and hurt. In a few minutes the young man, Girard, entered the room.
“Get up, slave. Lets go to your roomâ€Â, were his orders.
He helped her up, and clipped a leash to her collar. Jerking the leash, he lead her from the library, and down the hall. The heels of her high heel pumps were clicking on the cut stone floor. At the end of the hall, Girard unlocked and opened a door. In side the door was a set of stairs, leading to the basement. He flipped a switch, lighting the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs was another locked door. This opened into a large room. Abbey could see lounging chairs and couches, along with two or three large king-size beds. There was what appeared to be a whipping post. Hung from the wall were hundreds of feet of ropes and chains, along with a vast array of whips and leather restraints. This was a very well equipped sexual torture chamber and orgy room. Along the far wall were four doors. Girard took her to one of the doors. This was to be her room. When the door was opened, there was a second door, a door made of steel bars, much like a jail cell. Inside, was another king-size bed and a bathroom. More whips and restraints were mounted on the wall of this room. She was indeed a prisoner, and escape was to be impossible.
Girard unhooked the leash from her collar, and hung it from a hook on the wall. While she stood there, Girard quickly undressed. His cock was rampant. He seated himself on the side of the bed.
“Slave, kneel down here, and get my cock in your mouthâ€Â, he ordered.
Fearing retribution, Abbey knelt down and took Girard’s cock into her mouth. As best as she knew how, she was sucking his cock. Things were happening very fast. It seems that everyone wanted their cock in her mouth. She had to admit to herself that a large throbbing cock in her mouth was arousing. Both Krueger and Girard had large, hot, throbbing cocks.
In a matter of moment, he was moaning and his cock was throbbing. She worked harder, and finally his cock erupted in a hot driving cum, sending jets of scalding cum into her throat. In a matter of about two hours in this strange mansion, Abbey had sucked two cocks and her breasts had been whipped. She did not even have time to think about what was happening to her.
After Girard had recovered, he had Abbey stand up. He released her elbows and wrists. She was relieved. Her arms had been bound tightly behind her back for about five or six hours. They were stiff from such a long and stringent bondage. Girard had plans for her.
He quickly tied a rope to her wrist cuffs, in front of her. This rope was passed through a hook at the top of one of the four tall corner posts on her bed. The rope was pulled up tight, stretching her, exposing her body to Girard. He spent the next several minutes examining her body. He spent time fondling her breasts and teasing her nipples. He ran his hand down onto her smooth ass and her thighs. Finally, he spent considerable time rummaging through her pussy. When he finished, he leaned forward and kissed her. In fact, he kissed her several times. By the time he was finished, Abbey was very aroused and was desperate to be fucked.
Girard extracted a whip from the chest of drawers, much like the whip which had been used on her by Krueger. He came to her with the whip. He leaned down and kissed her. She returned his kiss to please him. He kissed her again, while fondling her breasts.
“Slave, every evening, just before you go to bed, you will be whipped. You have permission to get used to it as it is the usual ritual. Now, turn you ass to me.â€Â
As Abbey did so, Girard struck her with the whip. After a few hard strokes, she tried to avoid the whip. He would have none of it. A second strand of rope was used to tie around her waist, tying her tightly to the bed post. Now she could not avoid her punishment. Girard struck again. It did not take long. Soon she was crying, asking for mercy. None came. When Girard felt she had enough, he replaced the whip in the dresser drawer, untied her waist rope, and released her wrists from the bed post. She was ordered to get on the bed and open her legs. Girard’s cock was now erect, again.
Abbey did as she was told, and Girard climbed between her open legs, and after slipping his cock into her pussy, fucked her soundly. She could feel his cock in her cunt. It felt good. She hated to admit it, but it felt really good. After all the sexual activity today, she wanted to be fucked, and to have a wonderful climax. She had obeyed every thing they wanted, and felt she would be rewarded with a climax. Girard made sure Abbey did not have a climax, leaving her frustrated, and wishing her husband was there to give her a cum.
Instead of cumming in her pussy, Girard pulled his cock from her cunt as he was having his climax. His ejaculation rocketed from his cock, splashing on her belly and breasts. Smiling, he reached out and spread his cum on her breasts and belly. Abbey was aroused by what he was doing, but very frustrated as she was not allowed to have a climax. She even begged him to fuck her to a cum. He ignored her pleading. After having his way with her, Girard dressed, and left the room, looking both doors behind him. Before leaving, he locked her leather wrist cuffs behind her back.
Abbey was alone, in a strange place, a prisoner of a stranger, and her cunt ached for her husbands cock, or by now, any cock, and satisfaction. Her wrists were still locked behind her back, eliminating the possibility of her seeking her own relief. Girard cum was spread on her, and there was nothing she could do about it, or her predicament. Abbey felt alone, very alone, and very helpless.
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Tom and I had been good friends since college. He had married a really hot girl we went to college with, Beth, that I had a hard time not lusting over. Alright, I had tried to sneak a few peaks of her naked when we vacationed together, but unfortunately always failed. The years went by and they quickly had two daughters, while I stayed single. Tom and I remained friends, but it seemed he and beth kept getting more uptight with the years.
Their oldest daughter, who had turned 14 in June, was named Molly.
Molly always had a slender build and was average height, I am guessing about 5 foot 4 inches. At her 14th birthday party I noticed she was starting to develop, probably up to a solid A cup, if not a small B cup. She still had a slender build, but with her very tiny waist coul
Molly and I always got along well. The fact that I had a ski boat and would have her family down for weekends at my cottage did not hurt. While her parents were relatively strict with her and treated her like a little kid I tried to build her up and complement her on her beauty. With her light brown hair, big blue eyes and cute body the compliments were not fake.
It was during one of these planned weekends at the lake cottage that Molly and I unexpected spent some time alone. Molly had been at cheerleading camp all week near my lake cottage and I volunteered to pick her up that Friday afternoon and take her to the cottage, since Tom had to work a full day and then go home to pick up the rest of his family.
Even though I was in my mid thirties the thought of stopping by a cheerleading camp and then spending an hour in a car with Molly was pretty enticing. I was on my way to pick up Molly when I recieved a cell phone call from her mother Beth. It ends up Molly's little sister had try outs for a play she really wanted to be in the next morning so they could not make it to the cottage until noon on Saturday. She apologized and offered to drive out that night to get Molly. I told her not to bother, that I would just take Molly straight to their place or Molly could just spend the night. Beth said she did not want to inconvenienceme and I said it was zero inconvenience since I was just planning to do some work on the cottage and the boat. We agreed to leave it up to Molly and touch base after I picked her up.
The cheerleading camp was as much http://ads.clicksor.com/serving/search4.php?q=lWL--%FE%25%2B%7E%FD%293%23%26%2C%26%7B%F9gSW4%7E%7B%21%2C%22%2C&q3=%5BQTY_U0pS%5B%F9icNeS_MqW0%28%7E%7B%240%7C%26%2B%24%7B&tl=4646&pn=27727&pid=16924&sid=23081&sc=fun" target="_blank">fun as I thought it would be. I was early, as planned, and there were babes everywhere. The camp was for high school age cheerleaders, and some of the older girls looked like they could be LA Laker dancers. Some of the girls were really built, and I was thinking they must really bounce when they jump. Found Molly and she gave me a big welcome hug, which I made sure to extend by pulling her tight. Helped her load her stuff and noticed her body looked even tighter after a week of working hard at the camp. Her blue eyes really stood out as her skin had darkened from being in the sun.
As we were pulling out I gave her the news about her families delay and gave her her options, drive two hours back home or drive a half hour to the cottage and go water skiing. Wanted to frame the question right and it worked. After she gave me the no duh look she called her mom and told her she wanted to go to the cottage. I over heard her mother tell her to make sure she helped me clean the cottage and boat.ÂÂ
We arrived at the cottage and it was in great shape, after my sisters family hd borrowed it the week before. The boat though definitely needed cleaning, after sitting on a trailer for the last month. Molly said she would clean it, but I told her I could not let her do it alone. She then realized that she was without a bathing suit, in that her mother was suppose to bring one for her. After a few dirty thoughts crossed my mind (like tellg her she did not need one) I remembered that my sister kept a suit at the cottage.
I gave Molly the suit and a safety pin, since my sister, while thin, was bigger than Molly. Molly came out in the bikini top, with her cheer shorts on over the bikini bottoms. She grabbed a sponge and asked where to start. My sick mind worked quickly, and I  told her it would be easiest for her to start on the outside of the boat, since she could stand up while working. I told her I would work along with her from the inside of the boat reaching down to the areas she could not reach. While she thought I was being nice, I knew I was just being a pervert in that with this arrangement I would be forced to be looking down at her beautiful hard body the whole time we worked.
I wondered if other people my age were anywhere as close to being this sick, in that Molly was only 14 and I am twenty years older. But at that point I did not care, she looked great and I was rock hard. We begin working. the too large bikini top was was a huge fringe benefit, in that it would just hang open when Molly bent forward to get more water on her sponge. She would often try to hold the top to her chest when she would bend over, but with a sponge in one hand and her other hand all wet she would often fail and it made for a great show.
It was interesting, with a bra on Mollys breast looked small and round, but when hanging loose they looked like small pyramids, sticking straight out. Her nipples were lightly colored and also seemed to be sticking out hard. I was thinking maybe it was from the cold well water. We had only been at the cottage and hour and I could not believe I had seen Molly's beautiful breast, even if she was trying to hide them. Never enjoyed cleaning the boat more and was sad when we were done, thinking it might be the last time I ever saw breasts that young and perfect.
Told Molly I felt bad making her work that hard and offered to let her water ski. She jumped at the chance and I let her ski until she was exhausted. During her other visits she just had short turns, since there were always others waiting. She could not believe I kept letting her go again and again after she would fall.
The highlight for me was holding the ladder in place as she climbed on board after her last ride. She was worn out and it was a struggle to pull herself up the ladder. The bikini bottom had stretched a bit after getting wet and the safety pin did not stop it from sliding a few inches down her butt as she climbed out. What a sight, that beautiful white tight butt, just below the dark tan line. Could have looked forever, but seeing that she was struggling had to move around to her front to help pull her out.
Went back to the house and both showered and got dressed for dinner. I grabbed a beer and she was having a lemonade. Molly came in wearing a short jean skirt and a tight while tank top, clothes I knew she would not be wearing if her parents were present. I mentioned how beautiful she was and asked if she was dating. She mentioned that she was not allowed to date until she was 16. I asked if she ever had a boyfriend and she said no. She said her friends had told her about boys that liked her, but between going to a Catholic grade school and her parents rules it was not possible to have a boyfriend. I told her that would change quickly now that she was going into high school and that I would have asked her out in a second. She giggled and said she was a bit afraid of the whole dating thing, since she had zero experience.
Joking around I said I would be her boyfriend that night at dinner, so that she would be at least a little prepared. She looked at me and said that would be fun. I said "ok, but this is just betwen you and I and don't make fun of me if I stutter, because I am not used to such a beautiful girlfriend." She punched me in the arm and said to quit teasing and I responded that I was not teasing. Molly left to grab a sweater, I ws hoping she would not put it on over her tank top.ÂÂ
I grabbed another beer and a lemonade for Molly. This is where I really began to cross the line for the first time. I put a little extra dry lemonade mix in Molly's glass and a small shot of vodka. Don't really know what I was thinking, but thought it would make things interesting. Also put another few shots of vodka in a zip lock bag and put it in my pocket. I knew what I was doing was way wrong, but ever since seeing those gorgeous firm breast jutting out earlier I was thinking all day with the wrong head.
Molly returned and I toasted the new couple. I told her I would treat her like a girlfriend and show her the things boys would try on dates. I said boys would probably try to move things along faster than her and she needed to be ready and to figure out how she would respond. I repeated that this was favor to her and that it was just between us and she said of course.  We finished our "cocktails" and I grabbed her hand for the walk to the car, it felt so smooth and small.
The restaurant was very nice, with a pretty view of the water and sunset. We sat next too each other facing the water. Molly was very talkative and relaxed, I think her first shot of alcohol had her initially flying. When she left the table to visit the rest room I snuck a secong vodka shot into her drink, and decided that was enough if not too much.
When she came back I told her she would be pretty safe in a restaurant, but in a secluded table like this a boy might let his hands wander. She looked at me like "what are you talking about?". I said they might put their hands on her beautiful leg and just hold it or slide their hands up and down like this and showed her with my hand just above her knee. She said "that does not seem to be too bad". I said it is not, but with her wearing a short skirt they might try to push it a little further and slide their hands up her skirt a little and I then slid my hand a lttle under her skirt and massaged a ways up her thigh before pulling out (boy did she feel great). She said why would they do that. I could tell she was not playing dumb, so I slowly described the steps boys might take using the old baseball analogy. First base = kiss, second base = touching breasts... I used very tame language and said it was awkward to discuss but she should know what her friends are talking about and how boys think. Don't know if she bought it all. At this point dinner was over and it was time to head home.
On the drive home I mentioned that dates often consisted of a dinner and movies, and we could watch a movie at my house. Molly said she was game. We got home and I said Molly could pick a movie. She was looking at an r rated movie and said it looked good but her parents would never let her watch it. I said go ahead, since I knew it had a few very sensuous scenes.
I grabbed us another round of drinks, beer for me and a lemonade surprise for Molly. I made another toast to a great first date. Molly was getting glassy eyed and was swaying a little at this point. I took her by the hand and sat her down next to me I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and told her that is how dates often sit. I looked down at her beautiful eyes and could tell she was not all there, perhaps I had gone alittle heavy on the vodka. I told her to just rest her head on my shoulder and relax.
After a few minutes of the movie I told her this was probably the first move many boys would take and I slowly moved my right hand down from her shoulder to the closest breast and gave it a nice slow feel and just left it there (they were small, but as firm as my imagition had thought). For a split second I thought she was going to leave my hand alone, but even in her condition she reacted and pushed my hand a way. I told her that with her beautiful face and great body boys would be trying that often and she would have to decide when she was ready. I asked her how it felt "good, bad...", and she said it just felt weird. So much for my ability to turn on a fourteen year old.
I then said at this point boys would often try to go for a kiss. I asked her if she had ever kissed before and she said only relatives. I aksed her to show me and she gave me a peak on the cheek. I told her boys would want it longer on the mouth and she gave me a longer closed mouth peck on lips. I then gave her an explanation of the different types of kissing, from pecks on the hand to deep french kissing (DFK) with tongue play.
I told her to save the DFK kissing for a boy she really liked, but that she should really practice before that time. I said lets try it real slowly and at least you will know what to do. She gave me a doubtful look but softly said ok, perhaps the vodka was helping me. We started lightly kissing, with her mouth open about 1/16 of an inch. I explained that was not quite it and told her to kep her lips loose and I would show her. I slowly pushed her lips open with my tongue and tried to be very gentle and slow, so that she did not get spooked. I gently kissed her top and lower lips, which were incredibly soft. She felt great, but there was little coming back. I then explained that she would need to kiss back more, but that it would be easier with a real boyfriend. I said lets rest for awhile and we can practice some more later.
I was hard as a rock, to the point where it almost hurt. Here I had my arm around a beautiful young lady, with a tight 95 pound body and nubile firm young breasts. I looked down and Molly had her eyes closed. She appeared to be sleeping, but was probably half passed out. I sat like that for a few minutes, wondering what I should do. Part of me thought I should just go to my room and whack off, so that this situation did not get anymore out of control. However, the other head won the battle.ÂÂ
I lifted Molly's thin arm and dropped it, it just fell limp. She was really out of it. I softly turned her head towards me and went in for a kiss. Her soft lips were slightly parted, and I just kissed her like that. Then I slowly worked my tongue into her pretty warm mouth. Still not much reaction, just some warm air coming out of her nose.
I then reached down and started lightly massaging her left breast with my hand. I slowly massaged a little harder, trying to see if I could feel her nipple start to harden. Just as I thought I could feel her nipple harden a little Molly began to shake her head, trying to break off our kiss. She was back awake, but looked a little out of it.
Molly asked, "what are you doing?". I said remember I said we were going to practice kissing a little more, and she shook her head yes. I then told told Molly that one of my favorite moves, and one that boys would try often, was to slowly reach down and touch a girls breast while kissing. I said that when boys did that they would often try for more that just a quick feel through a shirt like I just did. Molly gave me a "what our you talking about?" kind of look. I said let me show you and I gently kissed her on her lips and she slowly let my tongue open her mouth, but again she was not really kissing back.
I continued to kiss her gently, hoping not to spook her. I slowly worked my hand from her back to the bottom of her tank top. The skin on her stomach was soft, but her stomach muscles were very tight. I slowly slid my hand up and had it on top of her bra, but under the tank top. Her bra material was very soft and had no seams. Still I could not find her nipple through the material before Molly pulled my arm down. ÂÂ
After that rejection I told Molly that when kissing boys might try to grab her breast through her shirt or bra, or they might really go for it. Molly said I think I know what you mean, but I think we have done enough for a first date and I need to go to bed. She was right, we had done way to much. However, at this point I was one step beyond hard and could feel some pre cum wetness in my pants. I was so exited I was in pain.
I knew I had pushed our little game as far as Molly wanted and could tell by her eyes that she was not interested in going any further, but I also knew I could not stop with a quick touch of her breasts through a bra at this point. I said "ok Molly, you are probably right. Let's take a break from our date and get a little sleep." I gently pushed her head back on my shoulder and told her I wold walk her to bed in a minute.
Walking Molly to her bed to sleep was one of the last things I wanted to do. After a few minutes Molly fell asleep (or passed out) again. I waited another ten minutes, picked up the light little girl and carried her into the guest bedroom. I dropped Molly on the bed and just looked at her. She had a beautiful face, with long brown hair. Her cheekbones were those of a model. Her shoulders were wide and thin. Her chest was not big, but she was so thin it looked perfect. Her waist had to be under twenty inches and her legs were thin but defined. I loved thin legs.
I could of, and probably should of, left at this moment, but there was no way I could. I had to really touch and see those beautiful little tits up close. I layed down next to Molly and pushed her hair out of her face. I leaned over and lightly kissed her. I then slowly slid my hand up her shirt. No reaction at this point, still asleep. I gently felt around the front of her bra, damn! it was not a front snapping one. So I very carefully strated sliding her bra over one breast. Luckily her breasts were relatively small and the bra pushed up rather easily. I very lightly massaged the whole breast and then starting massaging her nipple with my thumb abd index finger. I thought at this point she might be passed out for the night and I could just whack off feeling her tight little body. But Molly suddenly stiffened and twisted her head to break off our kiss.
She yelled, "what are you doing?". I said "just like I promised I am showing you what a boyfriend and girlfriend do when they are in love". I was lying, of course, but was thinking she might buy it in her drunken state.ÂÂ
I bent back down and started kissing Molly again. Perhaps I was thinking she never said to stop, so as long as we were kissing I had the go ahead. Her mouth was closed and she was not kissing back, but she was also not activiely trying to break the kiss off. Is that a sign to go ahead?
I quickly slid my hand back up the tank top and found her firm pointed breast. Molly's little tit felt great and I kept massaging it even as she was now trying to slide away from me and break off our kiss. So much for the go ahead.
I quickly rolled on top of her, putting my leg between her legs so that she could not slide out. I pushed up her tank top, so that her bra and one nipple were exposed. Even as I was kssing I had to take a glance down to see the beautiful sight. I began to tweak Molly's nipple, thinking it would get hard quickly, but it took a while to get it as hard at it looked when we were washing the boat.
Now my rock hard cock was resting on her thigh, and her squirming around was grinding it through my pants. I reached down with my other hand, pushed up the bra and grabbed her other breast, it felt as great as the first. Molly was struggling to break off contact anyway she could, but 95 pounds is no match for 185 pounds, especially when that person is more sexual excited that he has ever been.
I need to taste the most beautiful breast I had ever seen, and have now touched. I slide down to kiss Molly's breasts, my waist now between her legs, pinning her down. As soon as I break the kiss, Molly starts screaming "stop, what are you doing, no....." and pulls down her shirt. I push up her shirt and look at her great little breast and start sucking on the right breast. I can get the whole breast in my mouth, and twirl my tongue around her nipple. I have to suck hard and hold her with both hands to keep contact. I am thinking this must feel good to her, my girlfriends love this move, but the screaming reminds me that she does not enjoy it in the least. I normally could do this for a long time, but not in these conditions.
I move back up and start kissing Molly again. Her mouth is closed, but I force it open with my tongue. I am surprised I can get my tongue in her mouth and it is a lot nicer without the noise. My left hand quickly moves from the back of her head to her thigh. Molly's short skirt has ben pushed up already so it is real easy to reach the front of her panties. I start massaging her opening through the panties. Molly is trying to move away in every direction, but between my legs and arms I have her very securely positioned. Molly is not wet at all through her panties, which reminds me how far I have crossed the line and how different this is from all my previous recipricol sexual escapades.ÂÂ
I move my index finger to one of Molly's long thin legs and slip it under her panties, I start moving around and find soft thin hair covering her mound. It takes a little while, but I find her opening. It is not very wet either. I gently massage all around the opening, paying extra soft attention to her clit. I am thinking she must find this enjoyable, but look into her eyes and can tell she is not yet enjoying this encounter.
For the 20th time that night I think of stopping, knowing I should, but I am now out of my mind. My hand pulls away from her warm box, but instead of stopping reaches for my zipper. I don't even thinking of stripping our clothes off, I need to be inside of Molly now! I get my zipper down quickly, but with one hand it takes a while to get my rock hard boner through my boxers. It is so hard and hot the fresh air feels good on my cock. I am almost seven inches long, but pretty thin. I remember thinking at the time that being thin was probably good for a change.ÂÂ
I now reach again with a few fingers under Molly's panties. I slowly massage her opening again, but this time try to slide a finger a little inside her. I finally find the exact opening and try to push my index finger in. It slides in a little, but even trying to slide in a little is really tight. I push it up and down just an inch or so and it feels like her body is being lifted up by my finger her pussy is so tight. I now move my cock near her opening, keeping my index finger in as a placeholder.ÂÂ
At this pint Ibreak off the kiss, because I want to give the next move all my attention. Molly is now really screaming "No, please stop. Anything, but this..." But it is this or nothing for me. I slowly start to pull out my finger and try to push my cock head in. It does not go in at all. Did I slide away from the opening? I reach down and push in my finger - no, still got the right spot. Now I push my cock head hard and it goes in a little, which brings a huge scream from Molly. I am wondering if I am going to get all the way in and whether I am going to  explode before getting there. I begin to lightly push in and out slowly working the head in, to more screams from Molly. It is now firmly in and I run into the hard barrier I knew I would find. I feel real guilty at this point, but know I can't stop. I give it a few hard pushes and break through, to an ear splitting scream from Molly. I am now most of the way in and want to be all the way in. I continue with slow but firm pistoning and make it all the way. I am surprised, her pussy is so tight it feels like my cock is sliding between hard bones. It is not the wet sloppy sliding in and out that I get with my girlfriends, but instead sliding a little in either direction causes a lot of friction and almost pain to my cock. I have only been inside Molly for about a minute or so, but am about to erupt. Decide to push all the way in and rest in her warm hole, so that I can savor what may be the tightest little fuck I have ever had.ÂÂ
Molly is now just moaning under me. Not fighting to get way anymore, but more of a weird whining sound is coming from her. I plan to just lay buried ddep inside her, but her pussy is alive, contracting around my cock. she is also moving a little underneath me, causing more friction. I think for a split second she is begin to enjoy this, but then realize she is just trying to slowlyly slide away from me.
I am not going to have any of that, so I reach under her to grab that tight little ass. And what a tight little ass it is, I can grab the whole thing in one hand and stilll feel her litle butt bone. This is great. I hold steady on my knees and elbows and start pistioning her up and down underneaeth me using her butt. She is really wimpering now, and  I realize I am not going to last much longer and pull her up and down quickly a few more times before pulling out and shooting the biggest load of my life on Molly's flat stomach and chest.
It felt great as it kept shooting out and out. But immediately I look at Molly and think what have I done. Even crying she is beautiful and now has cum on her dark tanned stomach and bright white tits. She has a weird expression on her face and does not say anything. I tell her I will grab a towel to clean her up and will be right back.
By the time I clean myself up, get a warm wet wash cloth and towel Molly is passed out again. Man, does she look hot laying there half naked, I never even took her skirt off. I start to get hard again, but realize I better stop. Even though it is tough to look at that little mouth and wonder what it would look like with a 34 year olds cock in it. I somehow fight the urge this time and quickly clean Molly up and slide her clothes back on. I can only wonder what is going to happen in the morning, but for now I have the memory of a lifetime.
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I was cuddling with Steve after making love one night and after some wine and he asked me what kind of fetich I really had, anything, anything at all he said. "Well, I have always wanted to be raped by several men, and maybe women too." I told him not sure what he would say. "But Hun, we have had several gang bangs already for you." he said. "Yes, but they were all controlled and arranged, I mean a real rape, not someone that is there to keep me safe." He looked at me and smiled and drove his cock into me again that had gotten hard again. He fucked me hard and after he filed my pussy again he laid next to me, "Well, then, a rape, have to see." I felt he was just joking with me and so put it out of my mind.
A couple week later we had gone out
We drove up the block and stopped and Steve reached over massaging my tits and then his hand went between my legs sinking into my pussy hard. "Ow, what are you doing, get it wet first." I told him. "Shut up." he told me and pulled of my blouse. He was looking odd, I had never seen him look like this before but he was not joking. He untied the waist of my skirt and told me to lift my hips and he pulled it off too. I sat there now in my cupless uplift bra and thong and sandals. He reached over and opened the door. "Get out!" he commanded me. "What? I begged. He slapped me across the face and told me again, "I said get the hell out of the car." "But how do I get home? I need my clothes." I was in tears now. "Look, I told yu to get the hell out of the car and make it home the best you can, I am sure those guys back there will help you, now get the fuck out," and he shoved me out of the car and drove off.
I tried to cover my tits but 44EEEs are not eacy to hide and so I looked for a place to run and hide but the men about 30 years saw me and saw Steve drive off and began coming towards me. "Hey lady, looks like the boyfriend wasn't happy with yur performance for him Huh? did he pay at least?" Now they were around me and one was aainst me and his hard cock was against my back. "Please, get me something to cover me," I was crying now for real. "Sure lady, after we all show you a good time can get dressed." Now hands had me by the arms that were pulled behind me and they were all grabbing me as much as they could. I was being led to a place that had what looked like an abandoned house in the midle of a field and was pushed through the door and it was closed behind us. My thong was gone and the bra was torn from me and now I was totally naked.
I was pushed to my knees and a cock was in my face "Suck it baby, do it good." I was told. "Please, please no" I was really begging still. My hair was grabbed and my head pulled backwards and as I began to scream a cock was shoved into my mouth. It was crammed down my throat and forced all the way into my throat. I was chocking and could not breathe. "Hold her on it, keep it in, yeh, do it." came voices. Suddenly cum was shooting into my throat and the cock was pulled out slowly. My tits were in pain as a man was pulling me up by them and then I was on my back and my legs forced open. Now someone was forcing his cock into my pussy and another into my mouth. He humped fast with no intent of making me feel anything good. Cum filled my pussy and another was in me as soon as he pulled out. One man grabbed my hair hard and pulled my head back and shoved a huge cock into my mouth, "Take it in slut and if yu chock or bite I will kill you, hear that?" I shook my head and it went in. I did not chock and it went down my throat. I began moving my head up and down on it and he knew I was cooperating now. "damn guys, the bitch is beginning to fuck us back, this is geting good." He slacked up some but was still shoving it down my throat hard and deep until he filled my throat with cum.
I was lifted up now and felt a hard cock against my ass, it pushed in and torn into my ass and I cried out. "damn, this bitch screams if she hasn't got cock in her mouth, shove one in" and another was in my throat. The cock in my ass filled me up and I was leaned back and one was in my pussy too. All of them were hurting me and I was not enjoying it like I had hoped I would. "Shove this in her" came a woman's voice. It was a dyke that was huge and she had something in her hands that was realy big. The man in my pussy filled me and moved over. "Have her if you wanna Jean" said one guy. "Oh, I will and she will be lucky to live through it." She stripped her clothes off and was not shaved anywhere but was hairy as any man and she had a huge strap on dildo. Without moving me off the cock in my ass she pushed it into my pussy. I screamed out and she slapped me hard across the face and I tasted my own blood in my mouth. Suddenly she shoved it into me hard and I did all I could not to scream but was crying. "Suck my tits little slut" she told me and she pushed her nipple to my mouth and I began sucking it. She was shoving in and out of me now and the cock filled my ass and slipped out. She lifted me up and laid me on the bare floor and began riding me hard, my back hurting badly.
She rode and rode until I had an orgasm and then like she had won a battle she bellowed, "See, the little bitch is hot now, watch her cum again" and she began again shoving into me. I was feeling my tits being sucked on now and finally it felt good. I began to feel hot now all over and my pussy responded to the dildo in me and sprayed again and again. She now began kissing me hard and her tongue was in my mouth and I was kissing back. "We have a little les here guys, sorry to take her from you." I don't know how long she did it but she got up and took off the dildo and then squatted over my face, "Now eat my hairy pussy baby" she told me and she sat down. Her pussy was stale and wet with her own piss but I did as she said and she rammed her hand into my pussy. "Oh yeh, his is a fisting pussy" and her fist sank into me. She rode my face making me lick her and suck her huge clit until she had an orgasm soaking my face and hair with her pussy juices. "Ready for another drink now baby?" she said and I told her yes thinking she was going to make me eat her again but her pussy was a little over my face and a stream of piss filled my mouth and went over my face. I heard myself now, "Oh yes, piss on me, oh yes." and she was laughing loud, "The bitch is mine."
Somehow I fell asleep and I woke to the dyke driving me somewhere. I was naked and her hands wee massaging my chst and fingering my pussy. I was still hot and she was actually driving me home. "Found the address on a paper that was in your skirt Baby" be home soon." she said. We pulled into the drive and Steve came out. She was helping me out of the car still naked and gave me to him. "Great little slut you got there man, bring her and dump her at this address anytime she needs a good fucking.
She kissed me and left and steve took me in and put me to bed. I had been bathed already and slept for two days and woke up sore still.
"I guess that this means that we have n more boundries" she said. "No dear, that is about all" and he kissd me.
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No one felt good about giving jobs to Deacon even if he was an effective
bounty hunter. He was built for the job and he possessed intellect and skill
which easily surpassed others in his profession, but he had an alarming lack
of ethics which made everyone uncomfortable. Of course, bounty hunters are
hardly known for their ethics and clean living, but Deacon stood out as a
particularly deviant individual. His vices ran much darker than booze, cards
and loose women.
Deacon pushed limits other bail agents never neared for fear of legal
action. He was however unscathed by his reckless disregard for restraint.
Despite three fugitives dying in his custody, consistent moonlighting as a
mob goon and multiple previous injuries inflicted up
Deacon broke into her room with such ease anyone watching him enter would
have assumed he had a key. He made himself comfortable in the corner chair
next to the bed. He reached over and flicked off the bed side light.
Propping his feet on the bed, he pulled out a cigarette and idly rolled it
between his fingers... waiting.
She twisted the water off, and stepped out of the tub. She stubbed her toe,
sucked in her breath and let out a moan in pain. The sound was sensual, and
he felt his dick stiffen in anticipation. She cursed, and then went about
brushing her teeth. Finally she opened the door and froze. Maria knew she had
left the light on.
Her eyes had not fully adjusted to the dark room, and Maria clearly was
unaware of his presence. She had put on underwear --- a black lace bra and a
strappy little thong. She was still toweling off her damp hair as she
cautiously made her way across the room toward the table lamp. Deacon let
her get within arms' reach, and then flicked his lighter. She froze,
mid-step.
He took a drag on his cigarette, inhaling till it was lit. "Hello, Maria,"
he said, exhaling smoke and putting his lighter away.
She instinctively backed up, hunched over and modestly used the towel to hide
herself. She looked ready to scream.
In a fluid motion Deacon pushed himself up from the chair, dropping his
cigarette in the ash tray and advanced quickly towards her. He grabbed her,
then spun her around so she was facing away from him. He pulled her back
against him, covering her mouth tightly with his hand and burying his face
against her neck. She smelled sweet, floral. He breathed her in.
"Shhhh, you wouldn't want to get the cops involved, would you?" he whispered
soothingly. He gently kissed her neck. "This can't be too much of a
surprise, Maria. You knew someone was coming for you. Just your luck it was
me. Here's the deal, " he paused, and dragged her backwards so he could
reach his cigarette. With only one arm to control her, he released his grip
on her mouth and slipped his arm around her neck, keeping her in a loose
head-lock. Her hands wrapped around his forearm, but her effort to pry his
arm away was half hearted. She apparently wanted to hear the deal. He bided
his time, and smoked slowly.
"I can arrest you, bring you in and you'll have to face whatever it is you
think you can run from. Or, " he paused and leaned over to ash his
cigarette, arching her backwards as he did so. He held her that way a brief
moment since he enjoyed seeing her breasts from that angle, her nipples
poking at the lace material. "you can suck my cock and I'll get you to
Mexico."
"What?!" she shrieked outraged as she wriggled free and spun to face him
with an angry glare. Her arms were raised slightly, her hands were balled
into fists and she looked ready to throw a punch. He smirked back at her. He
already could tell she was the type of girl he needed to get his rocks off.
"What do you think you're you gonna do, sweetheart?" He pulled himself up to
his full height and flexed his muscles slightly. He knew how to look
intimidating. "I suggest you relax and get on your knees."
"Fuck you," she shot back.
He would have loved to see her pouty red lips stretched around his thick
cock as saliva and precum leaked out the corners of her mouth with each
thrust. He was patient though, and secretly thrilled that she was not
interested in submitting. "Tell you what. You make it through that door", he
gestured to the exit behind him, "in three minutes and you're free to go.
I'll give you a sporting 24 hours head start. That's plenty of time to
disappear south of the boarder."
She stood, dumbfounded, unsure what to do. It was an entirely bizarre
proposal, more nonsensical than his last offer. Finally she spoke, "And what
happens if I don't reach the door?"
He thought about it while he smoked. "Well, I'm not sure. But I'm betting
it'll make you wish you had just sucked my dick. Really that was the only
easy out for you."
She remained motionless, stunned.
"I suggest you get moving," he put his cigarette out and casually glanced at
his watch. "You've got two minutes and ten seconds left."
This spurred her into action. She swung her fists, throwing two quick
punches, both of which he evaded easily. She stumbled forward caught off
balance. He put an arm out and steadied her. "Come on, sweetheart. You'll
need to do better than that."
She jerked away from his touch. Her eyes were wide, panicked, as they darted
about. She dove to the left of him, back to the corner chair and snuck into
the small space between the wall and the chair. Picking up the old wooden
chair, she charged at him with it. He caught the legs before they drove
into his chest and wrenched the chair away from her. He put it down
softly, shaking his head mockingly. She glowered at him.
And then, her fist flew. It connected with his jaw, and it was immediately
apparent to him she had focused every ounce of strength into that one punch.
He blocked the second one, and then kicked her. Not a hard kick, just enough
to knock her off her feet. She landed on her ass, the wind knocked out of
her and sat there stunned.
Deacon wiped his mouth to check if his lip was bleeding, and smirked when he saw
glissening red streaks. Then his eyes focused on her and the sheer menacing
intent in his gaze prompted her to scramble to her feet as she backed up.
"Time's up, princess." He got to her before she had fully gained her
footing, and lifting her into the air he tossed her on the bed.
She attempted to roll off the bed onto her feet, but he was on top of her
before she could. He gripped her upper arms and held himself above her as he
pushed between her legs and ground his pelvis into her. Maria froze, "Don't.
Please don't."
He wrapped his hand around her throat. With her free hand Maria grasped his
wrist and tried to pry his hand away. "Don't!" she growled.
He lowered himself and pushed his face into her neck. "Shhh." he said
soothingly as he softly kissed her neck. He kissed down her neck, her chest
and then bit her nipple gently through the lace. She inhailed and moaned. He
moved to her other breast. He felt her hips move, subtly, lifting up into
him.
"Don't," Maria repeated, but this time she whispered it softly. Almost like a
sigh.
"Don't?" Deacon questioned tautingly, as he kissed back up her neck. He
kissed her mouth softly. "Don't?" He kissed her again, gently caressing her
lips with his tounge. Slowly, gingerly, she kissed him back. As her kisses
became more passionate, his grip on her relaxed.
He felt her slowly trying to move out from under him, somehow thinking her
kisses were enough to distract him from noticing. Deacon suddenly tightened
his hold and pressed his lips hard against hers. He forced his tounge deep
into her mouth.
His hand on her neck was warning enough to keep Maria from biting down, but
she squirmed and wimpered trying to adjust to the sudden invasion. Deacon
pushed even harder into the kiss forcing her to open wider for him. Her hand
moved from his wrist to his chest, where she attempted to push him back, but
he was unmovable.
He took a moment to focus on taking things slowly. She was going to take
more than just his toungue for him, but he wanted this to last. He pulled
back slightly, to ease her discomfort, but continued to probe her mouth with
his tounge. Eventually she returned his kiss.
He had slowed it down enough.
Deacon released her neck and pressed his forearm across her chest. With just
his arm pinning her, he removed a knife with his free hand and deftly
slipped the blade between her breasts and under her bra. With a flick of the
blade, her bra sprung open, exposing her plump breasts. He lifted his body
off her enough to access her underwear. He wrapped her thong around the
blade and in a swift movement, he had cut her free of it as well.
Maria was thrashing and attempting to roll away from him, so he placed the
blade against her neck. Immediately she settled down. "That's it,
sweetheart. Just take it easy." He withdrew the knife from her neck sat up
and settled back on his knees. "Behave," he warned her, but the look on her
face told him she was not going to sit still for long.
He pushed his hand between her legs and cupped her pubic mound in his palm.
He ran his finger along her opening from ass to clit, pleased with how warm
and wet she was. He unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out. Her eyes
widened in fear and she quickly sat up and moved to get off the bed.
Springing forward Deacon knocked her back, still maintaining his place
between her legs. He caught her flailing arms and held both her wrists in
one hand. He locked her arms above her head. In a last attempt to keep him
out, Maria clenched her thighs together but his weight forced her legs to
part.
He reached down and adjusted his position, placing the his dick inline with
her. Deacon was ready to split her pussy wide, but he resisted ramming himself
in. He settled himself on top of Maria and gently brushed her hair from her
face. Slow he began to ease in. She moaned loud and arched her back. Unsure
how loud she would be, he clamped his hand down over her mouth. "Just
relax", he instructed her, "and take it. All of it."
He continued to ease himself in. Her eyes grew wide and she began to squirm
upwards to avoid being penetrated by the full length of his shaft. He
released her wrists and grabbed her shoulder to prevent her from inching
away. She pushed against his chest with her newly freed hands, but only
lightly, resigned to her fate, and no doubt looking forward to it as well.
Using his grip Deacon pushed her down onto his dick, "I said all of it." He
felt her open up slightly and it became easier to push into her. "That's a
good girl," he encouraged her. "Just open for me, and you'll enjoy this
too." Maria thought she had taken all that she could, but he suddenly rammed
even further into her. She screamed against his hand.
Deacon paused, now fully in, his balls flush against her ass. She began rocking
her hips, rythmically and gently --- moving herself ever so slightly up and
down his cock. He remained motionless, enjoying the sensation. Suddenly he
felt her pussy muscles spasm. Sporatically at first, but then her muscles
clenched his dick multiple times in rapid succession. Her body was already
preparing to orgasm for him.
He could not hold back any longer. He pulled himself nearly out and then
thrust into her, hard. He began pumping into her roughly and without mercy,
rocking the bed. Maria's muffled cries indicated he was hurting her, but he
was not persuaded to slow his onslaught. He uncovered her mouth, not caring
about the concequences. He wanted to hear her scream for him.
Maria's cries became more urgent, but increasingly they ended in sensual
moans. She was again building towards her climax. She stiffened and sucked
in air, her legs clamping against his side and she remained still for
several moments as he continued ramming into her. She suddenly bucked and
let out an explosive cry as she came with insane force. Her pussy clenched
down tightly and he paused, waiting for her muscles to relax.
After several moments, Maria went limp, moaning softly. Deacon resumed
thrusting into her, but she barely reacted as she lay there enjoying the
tail end of her orgasm. Annoyed with her new found passiveness, Deacon
pulled out. He grabbed a pillow and placed it by her hips and then roughly
flipped her over onto it. The pillow proped her ass in the air, just enough
to give him perfect access. He threw himself onto her, sinking his dick
completely into her wet, swollen pussy. Surprised, Maria yelped.
"That's right, sweetheart, it's not over yet." Grabbing a fistfull of her
hair, he continued fucking her in earnest, drawing cries and moans out of
her. He lifted himself up enough so he could watch himself repeatedly
entering her. Her ass and back muscles tense as she struggled to endure his
thrusts.
His breath was coming hard and fast as he neared orgasm. He pulled out last
minute and blew his load all over her back and hair. Deacon stood, and
zipped up his pants, leaving her sprawled across the bed, naked and covered
in his cum. He enjoyed the sight of her ravaged body.
She took a few moments and then got up slowly as though she could not trust
her legs to hold her weight. She staggered to the bathroom, grabbing a
handful of clothes as she went and he heard the shower running again. He
also heard her messing around with the bathroom window.
When she struggled and worked her way through the bathroom window, he was
there, outside, waiting for her in the alley behind the hotel.
He stood between her and the only exit to the alley. "Going somewhere?" He
moved in quickly to grab her, locking her tightly against him. "I'm far from
being done with you," he hissed in her ear.
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My third victim, if you could call her that. I’ll never forget the way it all happened.
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I had moved to a new area midway through my freshman year of high school and was, once again, welcomed by the track team. I was very fast, as I have said before, and this made me as well respected as a freshman could expect.
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Her name was Kara. A senior on the team, she specialized in hurdles and keeping her reputation clean. There were many rumors, but noone could confirm that she was anything but very proper.
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At 5’8†tall, Kara’s legs were long and muscular. If I hadn’t met her on the team, I would have thought she was a cheerleader, most runners don’t have 34C’s. ( I didn’t learn the exact size until much later. ) She was trim and simply looked good enough to eat in her track uniform.
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It did not take me long to decide I would like to fuck her, but there were several others I was interested in at the time, so I decided to wait and see who became ‘available’ first.
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Obviously, Kara won or I would not have told you about her, so I’ll cut to the chase. I was walking down the hall, about to turn a corner, when I heard her whispering. I stopped cold. Miss prim and proper had used the word ‘fuck.’
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“Daryll, the only thing I care about is that he will take care of me.â€Â
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“Sure, he’ll do you, and he’s big, just like you like,†replied the captain of the football team. Daryll was an imposing black senior known for his tendency to date white freshmen.
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I listened carefully as they made the arrangements and made my own as well. I decided to be a bit late for practice that day. My cock needed some attention…
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Her plan was to be carried out almost a week later and I decided to hold all my cum for her. Six days without a good cum…..it was murder.
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When the day came I walked out to the football field and track and went to the back of the concession building.
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Shit! There she was….I stepped back quickly, then looked around the corner. The slut had showed early, but had not noticed me. I had to be very careful.
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Kara made her preparations as I climbed atop the short building, not more than twenty feet from her and in plain view. Once on top of the flat roof, I watched her finish.
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She was bent over at her waist and had her legs together as she held onto a bleacher support.  She was wearing a loose t-shirt and some very tight shorts. My cock was ready for her then, but the sight of the handcuffs and blindfold nearly sent me over right then.
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I freed my cock, stripping on top of the building. I felt totally in control. The fact that if someone looked out the windows of the school that faced this way that they would see me was a tremendous boost. I smiled……….He was coming.
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He was an imposing black man….maybe monster was more the word. At 6’8†and 280 lbs., he was the largest high school linebacker in the state. Huge, all muscle, nearly impossible to stop. This was my challenge…..
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I knew what my chances were. I knew that even with my weapon, a baseball bat, it would be tough to bring him down quietly. This was what I had to do, with every bit of training I had ever had. ( Once a week karate, I’m not Bruce Lee, but I don’t lose too often. To people in my weight class that is….this guy had me by about 100 lbs. )
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Hidden by the sign for the concessions stand, he didn’t see me until it was too late. Holding the sign, I swung down fast, kicking him square in the nose. The sound of bone crunching, and his quiet grunt, was very gratifying. I grabbed the baseball bat that I had left in the doorway earlier and swung it once…..he fell like a sack of potatoes.
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I dragged his limp body into the shack and closed the door; he would be out for some time. ( I later learned that his playing days were at an end. It seemed he couldn’t focus anymore… )
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Trembling with anticipation, I walked around the corner to find his ‘victim’ waiting. Only now she was mine.ÂÂ
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I walked up quickly and grabbed her head, smacking it against the rail in front of her. She cried out and complained.
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“Hey, not so rough fucker.â€Â
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I did not reply as I controlled where she was looking and put the hand cuffs on her. Then I used the blindfold to finish the job. She was mine for the taking.
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She was timid almost….waiting. A slut waiting for her fuck.
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I grabbed her shorts and yanked them to the ground, then spread her legs forceably. When she resisted, I slapped her ass very hard.
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“I said not so rough!â€Â
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She was so wet that her shorts were damp, so I just plunged right in…
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“Oooooh, shit that’s thick.â€Â
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I was fucking her with long, powerful strokes as she whimpered in pleasure. She thought I was a well endowed black man, there for her pleasure. Little did she know…
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“What kind of condom is that, it feels great.â€Â
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“I’m riding bareback honey and you’re loving it.â€Â
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“Hey, your not…..oh noâ€Â
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I grabbed her hair before she could scream and pulled her head back sharply, making her yelp.
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“I’m gonna fuck you good you goddamn cock tease,†I growled, “and I’m gonna cum wherever I fucking want and if you scream I’m gonna kill you right here so the cops can tell your parents where you were when you died.â€Â
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She was silent for awhile as I pounded her. It was almost fifteen minutes before she spoke again.
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“Ohhhhhhhhhhh, fuck, yes…….mmmmmmmmm,†the cunt was loving it.
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She was so into it that I stopped and she started. Kara was fucking herself on my dick. I was left to explore under that large t-shirt, pinching her nipples and mauling her breasts. Soon she came, and came, and came again. I was almost ready to shoot myself, so I grabbed her hips and took over.
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I was driving home when her legs gave out and I had to catch her. Holding her up, I started pumping my cum into her tight pussy.
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“Oh yes, no, God no, not inside me!â€Â
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“Yes you cunt, inside you. Right up where your prissy little pussy can be made pregnant,†I grabbed her hair again and whispered into her ear as I continued to pump her.
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“And I’m gonna continue to fuck you till I’m done you stupid bitch. Maybe this will teach you to stop teasing every white guy in school and maybe give it up some.â€Â
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“No, I like big cocks you ass,†she replied.
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“I’m white, you dumb bitch.â€Â
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She gasped as I continued to pound her pussy with new vigor. I seriously thought about taking her ass, but decided she might like that too much.
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She grunted with every thrust as I laid into her. Every part of her that could bounce, was bouncing. I was gonna cum inside her again. I wanted her to have something to remember me by.
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Kara came a few more times as I punished her, now taking the oppurtunity to slap her ass and deride her as I fucked her helpless body.
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Finally, I came, forcing one more good cum out of her as well.
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When she came down from her orgasm, her hands were free and I was gone. I watched from the roof as she limped home, crying about possibly being pregnant.
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The Few Weeks Later
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School was almost over, spring track was about to end. Kara seemed altogether too normal for a girl who had been ‘raped’ not too long before. She had a new boyfriend, a wrestler who always complained that she wouldn’t have sex with him. Go figure. Yet there were days when she walked a little differently….
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After our last track meet of the year several of us waited to be picked up. Kara was always one of the last to leave as her parents were always late or sent her boyfriend instead. Knowing this, I had told my parents to pick me up two hours late that Saturday night….
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“Looks like it’s just you and me again Kara,†I said in an effort to be social.
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“Yeah.â€Â
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“Hey, I know you’ve heard this before, but sorry about what happened to you.â€Â
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“Why can’t anyone just let it go! Why is everyone fucking sorry for me!â€Â
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“Uh, well, would you prefer we just treated you like everything was normal?â€Â
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“Yes.â€Â
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“OK, then I have a question for you.â€Â
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“Fine, freshman, what the fuck do you want.â€Â
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“I was wondering if you would like to fuck. We have about two hours till my parents get here…â€Â
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“What! Well I guess I asked for that,†she smiled.
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“Well…â€Â
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“Kid, your dick isn’t nearly big enough.â€Â
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I adjusted myself slowly, letting her notice my erection.
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“Not nearly….†She trailed off as I slid my cock out the leg hole of my shorts. I sat there stroking it in the parking lot light to its full length and girth.
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“Wow, what are they feeding you guys?â€Â
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“Young girls.â€Â
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She laughed as she stood up and walked to the school building and went to an outside area behind a hedge. I followed.
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By the time I got there she was on all fours, stroking her pussy with her fingers.
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“Ready huh? Let me put on a condom.â€Â
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“It’s not necessary, the rapist got me pregnant.â€Â
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“That doesn’t seem to bother you.â€Â
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“Will you shut up and fuck me?â€Â
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I fucked her for almost the whole two hours and she loved it so much she dumped her boyfriend. A month later I dumped her, right after taking her anal virginity. I had told her I loved her to get her to let me do it. I came good and deep. She was in pain the whole time. I loved it.
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She stood nearly naked before him, hanging her head as she awaited his wrath, but his words did not come. His silence terrified her even more than his angry shouting ever did. She knew that the punishment would be much worse, and since he left her standing there alone for several minutes, she feared just what he had in store for her tonight. Once again she had been caught undressing in front of the open window that faced the neighbor’s house, knowing their son had a major crush on her. This time, her father was determined to teach her a lesson she would never forget.
It wasn’t long before there was a knock at the door. Her father, once again disappeared from the living room, leaving her all alone and feeling incredibly vulnerable. Sally Henderson could hear the voice
"Holy shit" Rick said loudly as he stared at the half naked goddess of his dreams standing there.
Her mouth dropped open hearing the familiar whine of his voice. Her eyes widened as her entire body felt like it was on fire from the flushed redness that covered her. She could feel his eyes upon her, burning holes through her as he stared at her thong-covered heart-shaped ass. A knot grew in her stomach as she felt ill from the experience already.
"Ok Sally," her father spoke up. "Since you seem to enjoy the attention so much, I decided to invite Stanley and Rick over to get a personal show. You will learn that if you are going to tease others, then you will take care of what happens because of it. Now take off the thongs and greet our guests." His voice was cold and stern as he spoke.
Tears filled Sally’s eyes as she listened to her father’s words. She could not believe how utterly cruel this punishment was. She wanted to scream at him, threaten to call child welfare, anything, but she knew her threats were futile. Nothing would stop him from disciplining her tonight. With a defeated sigh, she slipped her fingers under the thin straps of material and peeled them down slowly. Rick’s eyes were glued to her bare flesh as she stepped out of the panties and turned to face him.
Her eyes skimmed over his soft, round body to his greasy acne-covered face. The bile rose in her throat as she saw him lick his lips as he gazed at her supple body. He looked over at Mr. Williams, his hand moving to adjust his rapidly swelling cock. Sally’s father simply nodded to the boy before sitting down in the leather chair across the room from them. Rick took a step forward, his pudgy hands moving to Sally’s firm C cup breasts as he clumsily fondled them.
She tried to pull away from him but a stern look from her father stopped her cold. Rick moved closer, moving one of his hands to the back of her neck as he forced her face closer to his to kiss him. Sally wanted to vomit so badly. The rancid smell of his breath hit her like a brick as he forced his lips to hers. She stood there frozen as he kissed her, his hand still palming her breast.
Stanley stared at the young girl’s body as his son pawed at her. He knew that soon he would have his turn at her. He could not believe he was being given the opportunity to sink his cock into such a beautiful child, one he had masturbated thinking about often. He moved to the sofa, sitting down and adjusting his thick cock through his pants.
Rick took Sally’s hand and pulled her toward the other end of the sofa. He stopped, standing in front of it as he looked at her with an evil smile. He placed her hand against his groin, letting her feel the hardened mass against the softness of his rotund body. She nearly wretched and pulled her hand away quickly.
"Sally, get on your knees and take his cock out," her father instructed calmly.
She sighed loudly as she obediently sank to her knees. Her disgust was obvious in the way she touched his pants, unfastening them quickly and pulling her hands away as they fell to the ground. Her body stiffened as she heard her father’s voice again.
"Suck him, Sally. Put his cock in your mouth and suck it," he commanded.
Sally timidly reached out, touching his stiff cock for the first time. Rick groaned loudly with delight as he felt her fingers circle the base. The feel of her warm breath as she parted her lips and leaned in, sent a shiver through him. She clenched her eyes tightly shut, not wanting to see the grotesque boy before her.
Once she accepted the head into her mouth and closed her lips, she began to suck lightly on his vile flesh. As soon as his head was firmly ensconced in the warm confines of her mouth, Rick’s hand moved to her long sandy brown ponytail, gripping it tightly as he forced her face forward. Sally immediately began to gag as his throbbing cock was forced down her throat.
Before she had a chance to adjust to the feeling of her throat being raped by this unskilled behemoth, he had worked himself into quite a lust-filled frenzy. The heat of her mouth and the softness of her lips around him was quickly sending him over the edge. It was the first time anyone else had ever touched him and he was enjoying it.
His balls slapped against her chins as he began to thrust into her mouth. Sally was swallowing hard to keep from choking on her own vomit as he continued to assault her mouth. His grunts of pleasure became louder and more frequent until suddenly he pulled her head into his groin hard and held her there. She frantically tried to catch her breath with his cock lodged in her throat. Soon thick ropes of cum began to pump out of his swollen cock and slide down her gullet.
As soon as his cock began to deflate, he pulled her of the sensitive flesh, pushing her back and watching her fall to the floor. She sat there trying her hardest not to vomit until it violently broke free. She quickly reached for a nearby wastepaper basket and emptied the nasty liquid into it with each wretch. Rick cruelly laughed as he watched her throw up, a mean streak in him becoming evident.
"Since you threw up the first load . . . You will be punished and you WILL be swallowing another later, Sally. Now, it’s time to please Stanley," her father said looking at him. "Now, tell her what you want and she will do it."
"Crawl over here Sally," Stanley said in an excited tone.
She sighed softly and rolled onto her hands and knees and reluctantly crawled toward her neighbor’s feet. His eyes were glued to the two soft fleshy globes on her chest as she slunk toward him. She sat back on her heels as she pitifully looked up at him. Stanley sat on the edge of the sofa, leaning forward to get a better look at her.
His hands immediately began to fondle her breasts, tweaking and twisting her nipples between his fingers as he licked his lips. It had been two years since his wife died, and equally as long since he had touched anyone. The bulge in his pants looked as if it was about to burst through the fabric that contained it.
He stood up briefly, unfastening his pants and quickly stripping out of them before sitting back down. His long, bloated shaft stuck obscenely up from the thick bush of pubes. He stared at her for a moment as he leaned back on the sofa.
"Climb on. I want you to ride my cock," he said eagerly.
Sally looked to her father who simply nodded. His face showed no emotion as he watched his daughter’s plight. He knew that this was the only way to truly reach her. She had to learn that her actions had consequences and this was the best way to show her that. Sally stood up and crawled onto Stanley’s lap, straddling it cautiously as he gripped his throbbing member. Once he had the head rubbing against her tender pink lips, his free hand landed on her shoulder, pushing her down on his thick cock.
She gritted her teeth to keep from screaming as he forced up into her. Her face clenched tight in a mask of pain as she felt him tear through her hymen and hilt himself inside her. His hands moved to her hips, bouncing her up and down on his cock hard and fast as he watched her firm young breasts bouncing inches from his face. He leaned forward slightly, catching her right nipple between his lips and sucking it into his mouth.
Sally sobbed as he thrust up into her each time he pulled her harder into his lap. Stanley bit down hard on the hard pink nub in his mouth, causing her to squirm in pain. The movement and sounds of her crying only fueled his lusts as his blood streaked cock worked in and out of her tight pussy. He then spit her nipple out, seeking the other for the same torturous treatment.
She could feel his shaft throbbing inside her tight hole as it ached from the abuse. His pace became frantic as he jerked her up and down like a rag doll, all the time, biting harder on her nipple he held in her mouth. She cried loudly, begging for the abuse to stop to no avail. Little did she know that when the father finished, it was the son’s turn yet again to ravish her body.
The harder and faster he slammed his cock into her the more brutally he yanked her down onto his shaft. She felt as if she was being split in two with each thrust, causing her to fill the room with more agonized wails. With a final deep thrust, Stanley held her tightly as his cum erupted from his rigid cock. His fingers dug into her flesh, leaving reddened marks as he tightened his grip on her. With a loud groan he finished, leaving a thick deposit of fresh cum deep inside her newly devirgined cunt. Stanley slumped back against the thick sofa cushion as he panted to catch his breath.
"My turn" Rick loudly announced as he walked over to the sofa completely naked now, his cock already rock hard. "Get on all fours slut. I’m gonna fuck you hard."
Sally’s eyes widened as she heard the words, quickly looking to her father who only gave her a stern look. She could not believe her own father didn’t even seem to care that the boy called her a slut. Rick reached out grabbing a handful of her hair and yanking her off his father’s lap. Her legs were wobbly and aching from the position she had been in, causing her to stumble. He shoved her to the floor in the center of the room and knelt down behind her.
The cum had began to trickle from between her lips as she tried to get on all fours before any more of his rough treatment. Violently his hand came crashing down against her firm pale cheek, leaving an angry red hand print covering half her ass. Again and again his hand met her flesh, making her whimper and sob as her body jolted forward from each strike. All Sally could do was knee there and let him spank her. It was apparent now that no matter what the two did the father would not stop them.
"How do you like that huh? This is what a fucking tease like you deserves. You fucking bitch" he said, punctuating his words with rough slaps.
Rick’s hand then slipped between her legs as his thick fingers found her clit. Once he had a grip on the little bud, he cruelly began to twist and pinch it as hard as he could, watching her body tense with each shot of pain. When his fingers finally left the tortured little nub, it felt as if it was on fire from the painful teasing. He then slid his fingers through the wet mess that dribbled from her cunt, gathering up a little of the slick liquid and smearing it over her puckered little opening.
"OH GOD NO...PLEASE..." she frantically begged in hopes that he wouldn’t penetrate the virgin hole.
"Shut up bitch. I’ll fuck you any way I damn well please and there is nothing you can do about it."
Sally hung her head as she sobbed, knowing he was right. She felt sick as the tip of his cock pressed against the tight little opening and began to force its way inside. With a quick thrust, he had embedded the head in her ass. The ring of muscles spread from the force of his stroke, causing her incredible pain. His hands moved to her hips as he held on tightly. In a flash, he slammed his cock deep into her dark hole. The searing pain shot through her body causing her to scream as he held his throbbing cock deep inside her. As he enjoyed the warmth of her muscles enveloping him, she tried to pull away. He slapped her hard across the ass with his cock still buried deep in her. Her pale cheeks now were now covered with a myriad of pinks and reds from the blows.
He reached forward, forcing her upper body to the floor and in turn causing her hips to rise slightly. His hands then moved back to her hips, grabbing on to them and holding her steady as he began to pump his hips forcefully into her. Her body jolted back and forth with each brutal movement, causing her to quickly get rug burn on the exposed flesh against it. Her tits ached as they were rubbed raw by the navy blue carpeting below her.
The throbbing teen cock hammered away at the soft internal muscles, making her give up shrill shrieks of pain as he burrowed as deep as he could inside her. He kept a slower but cruel pace, not wanting his first fuck to go by to quickly. Punishing the snobby little debutante was getting him hotter than he ever imagined it could.
Rick continued to pump away, forcing her body to move each time he hilted himself in her ass. Once her muscles had loosened up a little, he reached forward, grabbing a handful of her hair and swiftly yanking her head back, contorting her into a very uncomfortable position. Her arms had gone numb beneath her upper body, making them useless to support her now. She tried to steady herself with them, the grip on her hair holding her head in an awkward position.
His hips slammed into her faster as the telltale grunts and groans surfaced again. Sally sobbed uncontrollably as the boy continued to plunge his cock deep into her ravaged hole. Thin streaks of her blood mixed with bits of feces stained the swollen muscle as it worked in and out of her with brutal strokes. Finally, he buried his cock deep inside her and began to pump shot after shot of warm cum into her bowels. Her body tensed as she gagged, the feel of him filling her making her physically ill.
As Rick held her ass tightly to his groin, she looked up bleary eyed toward where her father sat. Panic filled her for a moment as she realized he had left the seat. The boy pulled out of her, letting her body collapse against the floor as she quickly looked around for her father. She found him standing by Stanley handing him a glass of scotch on the rocks. Though relieved that he had not left her to these wolves, she was deeply hurt that he seemed to care so little for what was happening to her. Her focus was quickly shifted as Rick moved in front of her and presented his filthy cock to her.
"Suck it clean bitch," he demanded.
As Sally made the mistake of opening her mouth to speak, he shoved the nasty shaft into her mouth and held her head in place. All she could taste was the metallic tang of blood mingled with the rancid feces, causing her to gag again. His still stiff cock remained buried in her throat as he laughed viciously at her predicament. Each time her muscles would spasm as she gagged, he’s force his cock into her throat to torment her even more.
"Clean it and I’ll pull it out you stupid whore." he remarked.
Sally did her best to clean the mess from him without vomiting. Finally when he grew weary of the sick game he was playing with her, he let go of her hair and shoved her down to the floor again. The girl laid there quivering and crying, praying for anything to stop the madness. Her ordeal was not over yet though.
Rick sat down next to his father and opened the can of cold soda that Sally’s father had thoughtfully sat on the table for him. The three men talked quietly amongst themselves for a moment before her father returned to his seat.
"I wanna see the bitch play with herself like she does in front of the window," Rick said as he smirked at her.
"You heard him Sally. You like showing off so much. . . do it now for our guests," her father chimed in.
She could not believe what she was hearing. Despite knowing she would be punished further for disobeying, she laid there sobbing softly, refusing to move. Her father swiftly rose from his seat and grabbed the girl by the hair.
"Sally, you heard me. I said entertain them like you do in front of your window,"
All she could do was continue to cry. She refused to give them that satisfaction. Mr. Henderson promptly turned her over onto her back, leaving her lay at his feet. She watched in horror as he removed his leather belt from his trousers before kneeling beside her.
"Fine then Sally, if you won’t behave. I will punish you," he calmly stated.
Sally figured that he would roll her over and use the slender leather strap on her already abused cheeks, but much to her surprise the doubled leather strip bit into the soft flesh of her left breast, leaving a thin red welt. The right breast then felt the burst of pain as the belt lashed it. Her body writhed in pain as her father alternated strikes between her two fleshy mounds.
Once a strike failed to cause her to jump, he reached down and spread her legs, striking her inner thighs repeatedly before bring up a swift crack to her cunt. She screamed in agony as the leather struck her sore pink flesh, making her entire body squirm. After three more strikes Stanley spoke up.
"I can’t take any more. I wanna fuck that ass of hers." he said as he slipped off the sofa.
Sally’s eyes moved seeking her father’s pitiless face, but were quickly distracted by the large bulge in his pants. Her heart stopped as she realized that her father was gaining much pleasure from punishing her in this way. Rick moved toward them all, finishing his soda.
"Wait, I want her to ride my cock while you fuck her ass," he laughed cruelly. "Let’s see if we can split the bitch open"
Mr. Henderson stood up, moving back to his chair to let them attend to their needs with his daughter. He relaxed knowing once they left, she still had to contend with him. His eyes remained glued to his daughter’s naked abused body, studying the welts on her creamy white breasts.
Rick laid down on the floor as his father helped him position the girl over him. His swollen cock slid into her abused cunt with easy, lubricated from the cum deposited there earlier. Stanley moved behind Sally, pushing her forward slightly as he positioned the tip of his cock to penetrate her puckered hole. She shrieked as he began to push inside of her, ripping her open wider as both holes became full of cock.
Rick’s hands moved to her chest, slapping her breasts and torturing the nipples as his father’s cock finally worked completely inside her. As soon as he had forced himself inside her, the two began to fuck her as hard and deep as they could. It felt as if both of her holes were going to be ripped apart as they worked to find the right ryhthm to suit them. Her body tossed back and forth like a child’s rag doll as they pulled her back and forth.
Sally’s eyes met her fathers, hoping to see a glimpse of pity or remorse for what he was letting them do to her, but instead found an intense sexual desire gleaming back at her. Her heart sank knowing not only was he condoning this, he was getting aroused by it.
The two cocks inside her mercilessly stabbed into her, causing the pain she already felt to deepen with each stroke. She wanted so badly for it to end. Rick continued to maul her breasts, pinching and leaning up to bite them just to make her twitch and jerk from the torture. The thrashing of her tormented body as the tightness of her overstuffed holes caused the two to quickly lose control. As they both approached orgasm, the pace became frantic and intense until finally she felt the familiar flood of semen into her swollen holes.
As Stanley pulled out a river of cum trickled out of her stretched anus. Rick pushed her off him as he laughed.
"Time to clean my cock again slut," he stated. "And his too this time"
As he stood up, Rick grabbed her by the sides of the head and held her face inches away from his cum coated cock and balls.
"Lick it off bitch," he demanded as he forced her face closer.
He drew back his hand, slapping her across the face when she did not respond quickly. As he drew back to do it again, he saw her baby pink lips part and the tip of her tongue peek out between them. She reluctantly dragged her tongue over the horrid tasting mixture.
"That’s it bitch, don’t miss any of it" he said coldly as he watched her lick up all the cum.
Once she had finished with the job, he released her, letting his father step up and take his place. His shit covered cock forced into her mouth as she tried not to gag. She tried to clean it as quickly as she could in hopes of getting the taste out of her mouth sooner. She tensed up as she felt him let another shot of cum into her throat. Finally, the deflating cock slipped from her mouth, leaving her with nothing but the grotesque taste in her mouth.
"Sally, say goodbye to our guests then go upstairs to the master bathroom and wait for me." he said as he stood up.
"Goodbye" she choked out before she scrambled to her feet and tried to walk out of the room.
Her legs were wobbly and aching as she tried to leave, making her stumble a bit as she headed toward the stairs. She could hear the voices in the other room as the men talked amongst themselves about what had happened. Sally dragged herself up the steps and made her way to the bathroom where she sat on the edge of the tub nervously awaiting her father’s arrival. As the door closed and the loud footfalls became more distinct, she knew the time had come. A whole new fear set in as the door creaked open.
"Now Sally, it’s time for the rest of your punishment."
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Within days I was cut off from my friends my mother now drove me to and from school , I wasn’t allowed to any after school clubs. When I got home the first thing I had to do was undress so I would get use to showing off my body to whoever he wanted It wasn’t easy at first and I would cry most nights begging them to allow me to at least keep my underwear on, it was hard on them also as this was the last thing they wanted for their only daughter but their hands were tied, and as the days turned to weeks and I still protested most nights, my father could see nothing else for it other than to start punishing me for my unforgiving behaviour towards them.
I came home from school and as my mother walked through the door just behind me and held out her hands
This was how my life was now for the next year I had stopped the tantrums as I had learnt they only heightened the punishment , the relentless punishment every day when I came home from school I would undress go to my parents bedroom where my father would offer his whip he only used his belt when I had been really bad to my skin for 10 lashes and then he would add on any that I may have acquired through the day I had by now learnt not to move or cry out when receiving my punishment as this would only add more whippings each day as my father put down his whip I would notice how hard his cock was, as for my mother she had taught me how to shave my cunt to always keep it clean , in the last year my mother had taught me a lot of new things that I would need to know if I was to keep my husband happy. I was now an expert in cooking and cleaning , in making sure I always looked my best , I was turning into a good little wife as my father would often remarked.
It was my fifteenth birthday, as I came home from school there was a strange car in our drive I walked into the house and there stood in front of me in the kitchen was Jeff the man I was to marry. Without thinking I went to walk into the lounge, just as my mother stopped me and held out her hands, I looked at her with fear on my face, she just carried on standing there holding out her hands for my clothes with tears running down my face I slowly undressed in front of this man, a man I didn’t know the man who had changed my life into one I never knew existed . I hated this man and here I was naked in front of him with him walking around me his eyes boring into me, eating away at my flesh, I felt scared and dirty, I just wanted to run away from him, to run away from everything that was happening to me, I couldn’t stand him just staring at me I wanted to scream at him to tell him to fuck off and leave us alone that I wasn’t scared of him even if my parents was, when the unthinkable happened, hot wet piss just a little at first trickled out of my cunt I pulled my cunt closed hoping that no one had noticed, but he noticed in fact he seemed to enjoy seeing me in such distress, he whispered something to my father who walked behind me getting me to open my legs wider I tried hard not to open them almost pleading with my father not to do this to me, but to no prevail with my legs stretched wide it was only a short time when the golden flow at first trickled down my leg, my father brought his hand up sharp to my tit the shocked the slap caused was enough for me to lose control and the rest of the piss came gushing out I could hear it splashing onto the floor spraying back up my legs , when I finally finished I went to move when I felt two hands on my shoulders keeping me in place, that was the first touch I ever felt from jeff, he ordered me to stand still, I couldn’t believe how soft he spoke to me as he leaned into my ear, his voice was intoxicating I felt myself go weak at the knees it was as if i swooned as he spoke, I could feel myself blush and all tension leave my body. With those few words he spoke to me I believe I fell in love with him there and then .
He lead me to my parents bedroom where this time it was he that took hold of the whip talking to my father he asked how many lashes was I to receive my father replied 10 for the normal day 5 for hesitating to undress when arrived home and he was just about to talk again when jeff answered for him “20 for pissing on the floor that makes 35 all together . Just when I thought my mother was going to hold me down like as she does when my father whips me I felt for the first time the cold feel of steel as cuffs was put on my wrists and ankles then ropes where attached this was the first time I truly felt helpless.
The whipping started I bit into my lip to stop myself from moaning out just as he counted to 12 he stopped , asking my father if watching his daughter get whipped was a turn on for him , with no hesitation my father replied yes, so he asked my father why doesn’t he really enjoy watching his daughter today. And with that my father took his cock out of his trousers, that was the first cock I had ever seen in my life is was so hard looking with a shinny head, he already had pre cum dribbling down his head, jeff got him to stand in front of me as he wanked his cock to the rhythm of the whip, jeff got my mother to hold my head up to watch my father wank his cock as he whipped me, watching my father the pain seemed to lessen , as I was enjoying watching this cock my fathers hand moving faster and faster up and down his shaft cupping his balls with his other hand , I was so engrossed in watching him that I hadn’t even noticed that my mother had let go of my head and was kneeling down in front of me ready for my father to cum into her mouth , squirt after squirt my mother seemed to gobble all his spunk up , by the time they had finished so had the whipping , and I could feel wetness down and around my cunt , at first I thought I had pissed myself again , until mother explained later that it was just my body showing me that it had enjoyed watching . The moister had not gone unnoticed by jeff either, as I heard me saying to my parents as he was leaving that now it was time to step up the training as it was only one year away from our marriage and its now time for me to learn how to be a sexual trained ready for my husband , their conversation carried on all the way to jeff getting into his car, but I was unable to hear what else was said
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           Amy awoke the next morning to the slamming of a door. She sat bolt upright in bed and saw John, Tom and Rob. Rob went to get the camera by the table rolling and Tom told her to lie on her stomach on the table. Amy walked over and got on the table and lay on her stomach, Tom rubbed a little lube on the tip of the 7†anal dildo he was holding. It was black and rubber and not very thick but it had a cord coming out of th
           “No! Please no! It’ll hurt so much! You’ll split me in half!â€Â Amy made to get up but John already held her arms, keeping her in place. Rob ignored her completely and started to push his cock into her already cock-filled pussy. Despite the “training†yesterday her body had had a whole night to recuperate and so once again she was stretched beyond limits and she winced and whimpered helplessly as Rob pushed his 8†cock into her pussy. Once he was in all the way, Tom grabbed the hand pump to her butt dildo and pumped it up to its full 3†width. Amy groaned, in a certain amount of pain, and suddenly felt unbearably full. Tom moved to the head of the table, behind John’s and her head and his hands took the place of John’s and she was told to move forward a little bit, she did so, causing a current of pleasure to shiver through her and, disgusted with herself, she frowned. She saw Rob glance at either John or Tom, her guess was John because Rob nodded quickly 3 times then all of a sudden John and Rob were fucking her over-stretched, abused pussy simultaneously.ÂÂ
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           Amy moaned, half pain/half pleasure, and Tom let go of her arms and reached around her to pinch and pull her tender nipples. The brutal fucking and rough nipple torture had her cumming in seconds in a pleasure-pain daze. “Ooooohhhh yeeeesssss!â€Â Amy cried out breathlessly. Rob grinned evilly and still thrusting he put all his weight on one arm and reached between them with the other hand and starting fingering and pinching her very tender clit, Amy cried out loudly and came again and again. Then, all of a sudden John and Rob’s cocks stiffened and plunged home one last time and then spewed their seed deep in her womb. Rob pulled out and jumped off the table and Tom, who had been stroking his cock the whole time, got up on the table and thrust his cock in, John’s was still inside her but slowly softening, and thrust in and out a few times, causing her wave of orgasms to continue and then shot his load deep inside her as well. Tom got off and then John told Amy to get off the table so she did and he followed.ÂÂ
They had been lengthwise on the table but Rob brought her around the side and told her to lean over it, face down with her ass off the edge and her arms above her head. Tom, on the other side, fastened her wrists and then he and John lowered that middle of the table (just the piece her body lay on, the rest of the table stayed flat) about a half a foot so that her ass stuck in the air and her feet off the floor and her head was lower than her butt…creating a kind of upside down “Vâ€Â. Rob then strapped her waist down so she couldn’t wiggle her ass and spread her legs a bit and then manacled her ankles. Amy noticed all of a sudden that this table was higher than the men’s waists and that they couldn’t possibly fuck her in this position, she felt fear pool in her stomach and waited. She saw Tom go out the outside door and John came around and wiped her pussy and ass with a funny smelling damp cloth and she could see Rob off to the side adjusting the camera again. John moved over to where Rob was and then the outside door opened and Tom came in holding a rope and following him was a….horse?! No! Amy thought, that will never work, they’ll kill me! They weren’t really going to let me live after all! They’re going to make a weird, horse-fucking-human snuff film! Tears streamed down Amy’s face and she sobbed frantically as she struggled futilely against her chains. She turned her head to face John and Rob, “please no,†she whispered desperately. “Sorry, Amy girl, but it was the buyer’s request. We just make the films the way they want it,†John said unrepentantly with a look of lust in his eyes.ÂÂ
Tom walked the horse, a stallion she now realized, in front of her and then behind her so she could see it’s large cock. It was monstrous; 16†and 4†thick! Amy knew her end had come.  Tom led the stallion directly behind her, crooning softly…she thought she heard him call the horse “Demonâ€Â, and she felt the stallion’s nose against her butt. Tom backed away a little and all of a sudden the horse whinnied and reared, placing its front hooves on either side of her on the flat parts of the table. Tom then guided Demon’s monster cock to her pussy opening and helped him get a little of the tip in and then back away again. Having gained enough entry to do the rest himself, Demon smashed into her, all 16â€Â. “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!â€Â Amy hadn’t wanted to scream, she didn’t want to help their film but it hurt so goddamn much that she couldn’t stop it. She figured Demon had shoved his cock through her cervix, she was in agony. He didn’t wait a second though; Demon immediately pulled 15.5†out and slammed home again. He fucked her vigorously and she cried out every time Demon bashed his cock home. Then she felt her clit being licked by a rough tongue, she realized that Wolf was inside and had found her pussy. She felt rocketed by the sensation and as he kept licking and Demon kept fucking she came in a great gush.ÂÂ
Her pussy milked Demon’s cock and her pussy juice flowed out, keeping Wolf licking her clit. Suddenly the stallion whinnied again and thrust deep and his burning hot horse cum seared her insides, he filled her so full that none of it trickled out and it made her abdomen bulge with his cum. He got off and Tom led him around to her face, “clean it off, mare!â€Â She saw her cum, Demon’s cum and her blood all mixed together on his cock and she started to clean it off, trying not to gag at the blood. Wolf continued to lick her clit and lapped at her severely abused pussy too now and whined occasionally because he couldn’t mount her. While she cleaned Demon’s cock she came 3 more times and then she noticed that Demon’s cock was all hard again and that he was prancing excitedly a little. She hoped the men wouldn’t notice. They did, and brought him around again and Tom smeared a large handful of lube on her anus, but smeared it down through her pussy as well so Amy wouldn’t guess the next act.
Demon reared up again and placed his hooves on the table and Tom guided his cock to her anus. Amy started screaming and crying like a madwoman and tried to buck and roll but she didn’t manage to move anything except her head, Tom guided the first inch into her anus despite Amy’s screams of pain and terror now deafening them and then let Demon do the rest. Demon slammed into her, her anus was bleeding from this assault as her opening had torn rather badly and he filled her ass with his whole 16â€Â. The pain was so intense that she almost blacked out and would have if not for Wolf’s ministrations to her clit and pussy; he licked frantically and through her haze of pain felt a fissure of pleasure, just enough to keep her conscious and give her something to focus on. The brutal stallion rape of her ass continued for what seemed like an age but Amy concentrated completely on that minute bit of pleasure her body was registering, even though she couldn’t help the occasional cry of pain, and she soon had a very weak orgasm. It was enough, the light milking of her vaginal muscles caused her anus to contract very painfully around Demon’s cruel cock and he slammed home one last time and emptied his load deep into her anus. He pulled out and Tom led him around to her face to once again clean off, Amy gagged severely as there was shit (although this was minimal), cum and a large amount of blood this time and she thought a beating might be less painful than what she’d just endured. She then felt the crack of a whip on her ass and she cried out in agony and opened her mouth and started to clean the stallion off.ÂÂ
Once she was finished Tom led the stallion outside again and John released her and told her to kneel on her hands and knees. She obeyed, wondering what was next when Wolf mounted her and thrust his 10†dick into her pussy and started pounding away frantically. To Amy this felt like heaven compared to Demon’s brutal fucking and she reached between her legs and started fingering her clit frantically, she wanted to come quickly so that Wolf would, her pussy felt like it was on fire despite Wolf’s lesser size. Amy came quickly and Wolf suddenly spurted his hot cum into her and she felt his knot swell quickly, locking him inside her pussy. It was painful, being tied to this dog with his tennis ball sized knot and it was 15 minutes before it shrank and came out with a ‘plop’. Tom had come back in and he let Wolf out. “We had to give Wolf his prize for helping you out today, Amy, didn’t we?â€Â John asked. Amy just nodded. Rob stopped the camera and came over, “you can get up now.â€Â She got up and they told her to have a shower and they’d see afterwards if she needed stitches. She showered hurriedly and made herself throw up a couple of times, wanted to rid her body of the shit she’d been forced to swallow and then came out. “Lay down on the bed, Amy,†John said, she did so and they looked her pussy over, it hadn’t torn but it had been close. “Roll over.â€Â They examined her anus; it had torn in a few places but not badly enough to need stitches.ÂÂ
“You’ll heal in a few days, Amy,†Rob said, “for now, eat this and then sleep, we’ll take you home in the morning.â€Â Amy wanted to ask if they really meant it but didn’t dare, plus, she was just glad to have survived the horrid rape. She ate and then suddenly felt very sleepy and so she curled up on the bed and as soon as her head hit the pillow she was asleep. When Amy woke up the next morning, the sun was glaring down on her but she was freezing. She sat up and looked around groggily; she was in a filthy alley between two tall buildings in an area she didn’t recognize. She suddenly noticed there were 6 guys standing behind her and that she was very naked; they grinned lecherously. She suddenly stood and made to run, they let her, laughing and she soon came up against a dead end…only it was dark back here and nobody at the front of the alley would see her. The 6 men converged on her and two held her while one fucked her in the pussy, another in the ass, pussy again, ass again, pussy, and ass and then they rotated and the ones that had fucked her pussy fucked her ass and vice versa. They then all made her give them a blowjob and a few of them jacked off onto her face. As soon as they’d finished having their fun they left and she got up unsteadily and made her way out of the alley. She walked a couple of blocks, she saw no one, it must be very early, and then suddenly turned a corner and recognized this city as her city. She walked to the nearest police station and reported her rape, she had evidence for this one at least, if not for her rapes during captivity, even though she did tell the whole story, not even omitting the animals, and she wanted these guys caught! They took her to the hospital where the doctor’s did a rape kit and said that all the damage caused couldn’t have happened in just this morning’s rape so the police were inclined to believe her other part of the story, if a little incredulously and disgustedly.ÂÂ
A search ensued but they never found the guys although they did find the videos and confiscated them as part of the crime scene but it didn’t help their search. They also couldn’t keep the videos off the shelves as every store in the state seemed to have a copy and when they got confiscated they were mysteriously replaced. It had been almost 9 months since her rape and Amy was very pregnant. She didn’t look on this badly, she couldn’t bring herself to even look at or touch a member of the opposite sex and dogs and horses terrified her and as she’d always wanted to have children she’d settle for this one despite the horrific way she’d gotten it. She even knew she was carrying fraternal boy triplets. The only thing she didn’t know, and wouldn’t until their hair color started to come in, was that the “father†was actually the “fathers†because Tom, John and Rob were each the father of one of the boy triplets...
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Chapter Five
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           Over the past few weeks Matt, Jenny and Danny had worked out a kind of truce. He still loved to tease and humiliate them and he got a particular thrill out of tormenting Matt with Jenny’s sexuality. He loved to hear Matt moan and groan from the pain in his swollen balls knowing the other man couldn’t cum, couldn’t ev            “Maybe we should make our own movies,†he commented quietly to Carrie.            She turned inquisitive eyes to him.            “You, Angie and Jenny can fuck Matt and I’ll film it. We’ll find odd places for you to fuck. Does that sound like fun?†           “Yes, Master.†           “Where’s the strangest place you can think of to fuck someone?†           “You use all of our holes all the time, Master,†Carrie said in a confused tone.            “No. I mean what location.†           “Oh.†Carrie thought hard for a minute. “A bathtub maybe? Or outside somewhere? I’ve never done it outside before.†           “We could try using the pool to start with,†Danny said thoughtfully. “And Kade has a cabin in the woods he might let me use. I could give him copies of the video in exchange for use of the cabin. This might work, pet. We’ll start tomorrow.†           He slapped her bare ass.            “You need to get your pretty little ass out of here for now. I can’t think straight when you’re around.†           She giggled as she crawled from the bed.            “Go back to the kennel and go to bed,†he instructed her.            “Yes, Master.†           He pulled a note pad from a drawer of his nightstand as she left the room. He started making frantic notes as he spoke softly to himself.            “I still need to set up another cage in the kennels for boy-toy. I can’t leave him in the dungeon forever. I should probably get a couple more cages anyway just in case I acquire more pets.†He scribbled notes as he thought out loud. “I need to call Kade tomorrow and check about using his cabin. He might even want to watch or have Joy participate. I’ll have to set up some stuff in the van so we can spend the day up there shooting.†           He made notes long into the night. He knew he would be sleeping late the next morning so he left written instructions for Xi before finally climbing into bed. He had a hard time getting to sleep that night because Carrie wasn’t in his arms and his thoughts kept turning to what they could do with their movies.            The girls were surprised when Xi came to get them and Danny didn’t show up for breakfast either. Both Matt and Jenny were relieved because it meant they could actually eat in peace for once. Xi gave the girls each a brief outfit to wear for the day. Matt was given a skimpy g-string to wear. It basically consisted of a pocket to hold his prick and balls with a string that fit around his hips to hold it on. The girls all wore corsets with very short mini skirts and high heels. Xi informed them that they could entertain themselves in the family room with games or television when they had finished breakfast.            “Master must be really busy this morning,†Angie commented.            “He’s probably working on his new project,†Carrie offered quietly.            “What new project?†Matt asked suspiciously.            “He came up with a wonderful new idea last night,†Carrie explained. “He wants to make movies.†           “What kind of movies?†Jenny asked softly, not sure she really wanted to know. She and Matt exchanged a worried glance.            “Sexy movies,†Carrie answered. “We get to be in them.†           “Great,†Matt moaned.            “It’ll be fun,†Carrie insisted. “We’ll get to fuck in all kinds of fun places. Master said we might start in the pool. We might even get to fuck outside. He mentioned borrowing a cabin from his friend Master Kade.†           Angie shivered when Carrie mentioned Kade. Matt and Jenny exchanged another silent glance. They all finished their breakfasts and went together to the room Danny referred to as the family room. There were several different table and board games set up ready for use as well as a large screen flat panel television with surround sound. A DVD player and CD player were also available for their use. Carrie immediately turned on the television and started flipping through channels. Angie joined her on the couch and the two of them almost immediately became engrossed in a daytime talk show. Jenny and Matt carefully made their way to one of the tables with a board game set up. They had learned over the past few weeks to be careful about showing their affection for one another. Angie and Carrie never kept any secrets from Danny and he was quick and harsh with his retribution. They sat down at a table with a chess game set up and started to play. They weren’t really interested in the game as much as being able to spend time together. Matt kept his eyes on Angie and Carrie as he gently nudged Jenny’s leg with his knee. She glanced up at him, a tiny smile on her lips. “If he takes us outside, to some cabin somewhere,†Matt said in a low whisper, “maybe we can get away from him.†“Matt, what about Angie and Carrie?†Jenny hissed. “Jen, they’re already devoted to him. There’s nothing we can do for them. We have to think about ourselves now.†His resolve softened as she stared at him. “We could notify authorities about him, about what happened, when we get away.†“We’d have to at least do that,†she replied softly. She moved another playing piece on the board before glancing up at him again. “Do you really think we might have a chance?†“We have to try. If we get an opportunity we have to go for it.†He rubbed his knee against her leg reassuringly then suddenly jerked away when he saw Danny step into the room. “Well, everyone nice and cozy?†Danny asked. “Yes, Master,†Angie and Carrie answered in unison. “Thank you for a wonderful breakfast!†Carrie added. “I’m glad you all enjoyed it. Turn the television off, Carrie. I have news for you all.†He stepped into the room as Carrie turned the TV off as instructed. Taking a seat on the arm of the sofa, he motioned with his hands. “Everyone, gather around over here. I want to make an announcement and I want you where you hear it.†Matt and Jenny moved to stand next to Carrie and Angie. “I’ve decided that the games we’ve been playing are fun but we need some variety. I got an idea last night and I’ve decided that we’ll be trying some new things in some new places. We’ll start today. I’m going to be filming some of the action and I may decide to participate from time to time. Today we’ll be playing in my pool. I assume everyone knows how to swim?†He glanced around at them and saw general nods and heard a chorus of yes masters. “Good. I need to know if anyone has any serious allergies. Especially to things like pollens, ragweed…that sort of thing.†He looked at Angie. “No, Master.†“No, Master,†Carried replied when his gaze fell on her. “No, Master,†Jenny said softly as his eyes moved to stare at her. When he looked at Matt he narrowed his eyes for a moment. “No, Master.†“Good. I like it when my pets are healthy.†He looked over the four of them again before he continued. “Kade has agreed to let us use his cabin in the woods for one of our shoots. He keeps a motorcycle there that he also said we could use in our filming. That should make for some rather provocative shots. We’ll start shooting this afternoon. I want to give you time for your breakfast to digest a little since we’ll be playing in the water. Until then you can relax in here.†“Thank you, Master!†Carrie gushed. Danny stared pointedly at Matt. “You should be particularly excited about this little venture.†When Matt didn’t respond, only continued to stare vacantly at him, Danny added, “I’ll be taking your cage off so you can cum.†They spent the afternoon in Danny’s indoor pool Matt took turns fucking Angie and Carrie while Jenny was forced to remain poolside with vibrators to keep her company. Danny made sure she was always in Matt’s line of sight and always on the verge of an orgasm so Matt was constantly aroused. All in all, Danny felt they had a very productive afternoon and was in a very good mood when they finished their last video of the day. He gave them all clothes to put on for dinner, even allowing Matt a pair of shorts instead of his usual g-string. He was also allowed to remain free of the hated CB3000 for the evening meal. Just getting an evening meal was a special treat for Matt and Jenny who were used to only getting breakfast and a salad sometime during the day. They were both on their best behavior that night. Dinner went well with only one interruption when Danny was called away for a delivery. Xi stayed in the dining room while everyone continued their meal. Danny was gone for several minutes before finally returning, still in good humor. “Well, everything seems to be falling into place,†he said as he resumed his place at the large table. Nothing more was said and when everyone finished their meals they simply laid their silverware by their plates and dropped their hands in their laps as they had been trained to do. Danny finally finished his meal and stood up, their cue that it was time to leave the table. Everyone else rose their feet as well. “I think we should all make an early night of it because we’ll have an early morning tomorrow.†There was a chorus of yes masters and the three ladies headed in the direction of the kennel. Matt turned and started toward the dungeon when Danny stopped him. “Boy, you’re heading the wrong way.†Matt stopped and turned back to Danny, a look of confusion on his face. “Strap on your belt,†Danny ordered. Matt reluctantly picked up the CB3000 which had been abandoned earlier and fixed it in place over his prick then waited nervously for Danny’s next order. “That delivery earlier, in a way, it was for you. You’ll be moving into the kennel tonight. No more sleeping in the dungeon, boy. You’ll be sleeping in the slave kennel from now on.†Danny turned, a smile on his face, and led the way to the kennel. Matt slowly followed, not sure he liked the new arrangement. He followed Danny into a large room with cages lined up along one wall. Air mattresses were in each cage securely attached to the floor. The cages each had electronic keypad locks on them. Matt noticed that the girls were each already locked securely in a cage. Danny led Matt to the cage on the farthest end of the row and indicated that he should get in. Matt frowned but he bent down and climbed into the cage. Danny banged the door closed behind him and locked it. “Have a good night, slaves,†he said as he turned to leave the room. They were awakened early the next morning by Xi. She led them down to the dining room after their showers where Danny was already seated before a plate full of pancakes. The table, as usual, was laden with food. Danny motioned to the table with a large grin pasted on his face. “Eat up! We have a long day ahead of us!†They all took their normal seats around the table and filled their plates. Matt and Jenny ate their breakfasts in relative silence while Angie and Carrie chatted excitedly about what Master might have planned. Danny sat in silence, watching and listening, a coy smile on his face. “I have a surprise for each of you,†Danny announced as they finished their meal. He rose from his seat and retrieved bags with their names printed on them in neat letters. He handed out the bags and placed his hands, palms down, on the tabletop, leaning forward. “These outfits are for you to wear today, this morning actually.†They all opened their bags to find outfits more modest than they were now used to wearing. “We’ll be going out for a drive today. I expect you all to be on your best behavior.†He eyed Matt and Jenny suspiciously. “If any of you give me any headaches or cause any trouble, you will be severely punished when we return.†He paused dramatically for several minutes, staring hard at Matt then Jenny, each in turn, before looking at Carrie and Angie. “We’ll be spending the day at a cabin one of my friend’s is letting us use to shoot some more video. Now, get dressed and meet me in the den.†He turned and strode from the room, leaving his four slaves in stunned silence. Carrie and Angie were the first to recover. They excitedly changed clothes, giggling together like school girls preparing for their first date. Jenny slowly changed into her outfit and Matt followed suit. The girls all wore short mini skirts with low cut button front shirts and four inch heels. Matt had been given a pair of very tight trousers and a pull-over shirt that laced up the front. The laces were missing from the shirt. Simple loafers completed his outfit. None of them were given any underwear. Once they had all changed they walked through the house together and found Danny waiting for them in the large den, two small boxes resting on the floor next to his feet. “That didn’t take long,†he commented. “You all must be excited. Matt, put these boxes in the back of the white van then get your butt back in here.†Matt silently stacked one box on top of the other and carried them both to the van. He put them inside trying to glance around as he did so then returned to the house. Danny quickly attached short lead chains to each of their collars. “Angie, Carrie and Matt, you’ll all ride in the back. Jenny, you’ll ride up front with me,†he said. “Any questions?†Carrie gave him a crest-fallen look but said nothing. “Good. You three wait here.†He led Jenny from the room and secured her in the front of the van, fastening her lead chain to a loop in the top of the van. He quickly returned for the others and led them out to the side of the van. He secured each of them to the floor of the van with their lead chains then slid the side door closed. He went around and climbed into the driver’s seat and carefully headed out of the long driveway. Once on the highway his right hand often wandered from the steering wheel to Jenny’s leg. He slid his hand up her thigh and under the hem of her short skirt. Since he had not given them any underwear he had free access to her pussy and enjoyed fingering her as he drove. The area that Danny stopped at was absolutely beautiful. It took Jenny’s breath away. She hated to think about why they had been brought to such a beautiful place. The little cabin looked like a hunter’s lodge. There was a large lake off to the left of the cabin and a huge Harley parked in front of it. Did that mean someone was here? she wondered. God, I hope not. Danny climbed out of the van and went to release his passengers in the back. Carrie was the first out of the van then Angie. Matt was the last out of the van and he carried one of the boxes again. Danny then stepped to the passenger door and released Jenny, helping her from the seat. The first film consisted of Jenny and Carrie cavorting on the small porch of the cabin. Danny then tied Jenny’s arms behind her around a tree, inserted the inevitable vibrators and tied her legs around the tree as well, making it hard for her to stand. He added vibrating nipple clamps and a vibrating penis gag then had Carrie, Angie and Matt strip and do a threesome on the porch. When that was finished he changed Jenny’s position a little then put Angie in front of the handle bars of the Harley, facing backwards. Then Matt was instructed to climb onto the Harley as if he were going to ride it. Instead of riding the motorcycle, he fucked Angie. Danny was so engrossed in filming Matt and Angie on the motorcycle that he hadn’t noticed the two young girls, one a Latino and the other a redhead, wander out of the nearby woods until Carrie softly touched his shoulder. “Master,†she whispered to him, stretching up on her tip-toes. He glanced away from the camera’s view finder to look at her. She discreetly pointed in the direction of the approaching young women. “Go talk to them and keep them out of the shot. Tell them we’re professionals filming videos,†he hissed at her. “Yes, Master.†She hurried off to intercept the new arrivals before they wandered into his shot or disrupted the scene. He quickly turned his attention back to the camera as Angie reached climax and cried out. She clawed wildly at Matt’s recently healed back, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, pulling his prick further inside her. He suddenly grunted and jerked as he spilled his load into her cunt. “Oh, God, Angie!†he cried. He collapsed onto her, forcing her back onto the handle bars of the bike. She clutched him to her. “God, Matt, that was great,†she moaned. Danny laid the camera aside and gave them a minute to rest. “Okay, you two. That’s enough. Angie, get Jenny then all of you get in the van.†Matt and Angie climbed off the bike and Angie released Jenny from her torment at the tree. The three of them headed for the back of the van that was parked nearby. Danny headed straight for Carrie and the two strangers. “This is Beth and Amanda,†Carrie said as Danny approached. They were hiking with a friend and got lost when they stumbled on to our shoot.†“Hi, I’m Danny.†“Hi. Sorry about interrupting,†Amanda, the Latino, said as she shook Danny’s outstretched hand, offering him a shy smile. “Danny shook her hand and quickly released it. “Not a problem. We’re used to it. We try to pick secluded spots for obvious reasons.†He smiled inwardly when both girls blushed. “But folks still sometimes manage to wander into our shoots. That’s where Carrie comes in.†He smiled down at Carrie as he hugged her lightly. “We were just about to take a break for lunch. Would you like to join us?†he asked. The girls exchanged a quick glance and shrugged to each other. “Sure. Why not?†Beth answered. “Carrie, why don’t you have Jenny help you set lunch out?†When she nodded and started to turn away he caught her hand and pulled her close, whispering to her, “Explain everything to her.†“Yes, sir,†Carrie replied with a smile. “So, who’s the friend you were hiking with?†Danny asked casually as he slowly walked the girls across the lawn. “Sam, a guy from our school,†Beth answered. “We all hike a lot but Mandy and me haven’t hiked here before. Somehow, we got separated from Sam and now we can’t find him. And we have no idea where we are.†“You’re about fifty miles away from civilization,†Danny commented with a laugh. At the panicked look on the girls’ faces he added more seriously, “If you want, and can wait, when we finish the shoot we can give you a lift back into town. “Really?†Beth asked while Amanda eyed him suspiciously. “Sure. We have plenty of room in the van.†“That would be great.†Carrie and Jenny looked up as they approached the spread blanket where they had laid out the picnic lunch. “Everything ready?†Danny asked. “Yes, sir,†Carrie replied. “Good.†Danny motioned to Beth and Amanda. “You girls go ahead. I’ll get Matt and Angie.†Carrie followed Danny to the van and spoke to him just before he opened the door. “Master?†“What is it, pet?†“You seem interested in Amanda and Beth so I thought you might like to know that Amanda thinks Matt is cute.†Danny turned to stare down at her, his eyes bright. “Does she now?†“Yes, Master.†“Thank you, Carrie. Go enjoy your lunch now, pet.†She turned and went back to join Jenny and the other girls as Danny opened the door and climbed into the van. He was pleased to see Matt sitting cross-legged on the floor on one side of the van while Angie knelt on the floor in the opposite corner. He pulled an outfit from the box left in the van and tossed it to Angie. “Put that on then join the others for lunch. As far as our little visitors are concerned we’re professionals shooting a video. Got it?†“Yes, Master,†Angie replied as she dressed. Once she had left the van Danny pulled a pair of leather pants from the box and leaned against the wall of the van, staring down at Matt. “Okay, boy. Here’s how it’s gonna work,†he finally said. “No CB3000 for now. You’re gonna go out there and get all chummy with that little Latino because she thinks you’re cute.†Matt started shaking his head from side to side, realizing what Danny was planning. “If you don’t cooperate, Jenny pays for it tonight – and tomorrow and the next day.†Matt slowly raised his head to stare up at the man towering over him. His face was pale, his eyes full of pain and fear. “I can’t…†he whispered. Danny stepped forward and grabbed a handful of Matt’s hair, yanking backwards, pulling Matt’s head back roughly. “You can and you will. You’re going to put the moves on that little bitch and, because she’s already hot for you, she’s going be easy to reel in. I want her, boy. You’re going to get her for me.†Danny shoved Matt back away from him, slamming his head into the side of the van. Matt silently held his hand out for the pants. Danny didn’t move, he just stood in silence, staring at Matt. “Do you understand what you have to do?†“Yes, Master,†Matt whispered hoarsely. “Tell me.†“Get friendly with the Latino girl.†“Good.†Danny handed the pants to Matt and left the van. Matt slowly squeezed into the tight leather pants and left the van, making his way over to where everyone else sat, trying hard to ignore Jenny. He sat down between Carrie and the new arrivals and nervously fixed himself a sandwich. He took the drink Jenny offered him and started to eat. “Ladies, this is one of our other stars,†Danny said, indicating Matt. “This is Matt. Matt, this is Amanda and Beth.†Matt smiled at the two young women and said hello. Beth, the redhead said hello and immediately turned her attention back to Jenny and Angie. Amanda softly whispered hello and dropped her eyes to stare at the blanket they sat on. After only a few minutes Danny rose to his feet, stretched and looked around the area before letting his gaze fall on Matt then slowly shifted it to Jenny. “Jenny, why don’t you help me scout out another location for our next round?†he suggested. “Yes, sir,†she replied softly as she got to her feet and followed him into the woods. Matt watched them go then turned his attention back to the conversation around him. He noticed that Amanda kept glancing at him from under her long eye lashes. He glanced again in the direction that Danny and Jenny had disappeared in then leaned over and whispered to Amanda. “So, how old are you anyway?†She turned a bright shade of red as she tried to look up at him while avoiding his eyes. “Eighteen,†she whispered. His heart sank. “Good,†he heard himself say as his hand slid across the blanket onto her leg. “How’d you get into this kind of stuff anyway?†she asked softly. “It just seemed to happen,†he answered with a shrug. “What do you want to do?†“I don’t know, maybe something with computers or animals.†He lifted her hand in his and stared at it. “You’d do well in either, I bet.†She blushed again at his words. “How do you know?†she asked softly. “You have nice hands,†he replied simply as a high pitched scream broke the air. Everyone on the blanket jumped at the sound, hurrying to their feet. A few minutes later Danny and Jenny emerged from the woods. Danny was laughing, Jenny looked pale. “What happened?†Beth asked as they drew near. “We saw a snake on the trail,†Danny replied with glee. “Jenny nearly lost it. I guess this means we won’t be shooting in the woods.†All three girls stared at him with pleading looks on their faces. “Okay, but that limits us to the cabin and we’ve pretty much exhausted our choices there.†He glanced around and saw Matt holding Amanda’s hand. He smiled approvingly at the other man before looking around again. “I guess we should probably head back anyway if we’re going to give Beth and Amanda a lift into town.†Matt squeezed Amanda’s hand, drawing her attention to his face. When she looked up at him he gave an almost imperceptible shake of his head. She narrowed her eyes and stared at him. “Let’s get packed up and head out. Matt, grab the box from the porch.†Matt headed toward the porch, dragging Amanda along behind him. He didn’t release her hand until they reached the porch. He bent over and started gathering the scattered sex toys and putting them back in the box as he spoke to her in a low voice barely above a whisper. “Amanda, whatever you do, don’t get in that van. Talk to Jenny if you can to get directions but don’t get in that van. If you have to, just head in the opposite direction from us, as fast as you can.†“What – why? What’s wrong?†“I can’t explain.†He glanced over his shoulder as he put the last of the stuff in the box. “Just get as far away from us as you can as fast as you can.†He picked up the box and headed back toward the van with it. Amanda followed him. “But –†“Shh!†he hissed. Matt shoved the box into the back of the van not trying to hide the lead chains hanging from the van walls from Amanda, hoping she would see them and understand. Just as he started to close the door Danny stepped around the back of the van with Beth. “Okay, let’s load up. I’m afraid you girls will have to ride in the back with Matt, Angie and Carrie.†“That’s okay,†Beth replied as she started to climb into the van. Matt stared down at Amanda and shook his head, a stern look on his face. Amanda grabbed Beth’s arm and pulled her back. “Beth, wait. Maybe we should go back and look for Sam. Then they could just stop in town and let the authorities know that the three of us are up here.†“Maybe we could help look,†Matt offered. “No! Get in the van.†Danny stared at Matt with flinty eyes. “But –†Matt didn’t finish his sentence when he saw Danny grab Jenny. “Get in the van, now.†Matt obediently climbed into the back of the van. Danny shoved Jenny into the front passenger seat as Amanda pulled Beth away from the van. “Come on, Beth. Let’s go.†The two girls started back toward the woods when Danny lunged at them. He managed to grab Beth, who was closer to him but Amanda darted away. “Run, Mandy!†Beth screamed to her friend. “Angie, Carrie, grab her!†Danny ordered. The other two women ran after the fleeing teen and managed to drag her to the ground just before she made it to the woods. Danny quickly tied Beth and shoved a penis gag into her then threw her into the van. He climbed in and chained Matt into place carefully locking the chain so Matt couldn’t leave the van. He then locked Jenny’s chain so she too was a prisoner in the van. He finally turned and made his way to where Carrie and Angie had the struggling Amanda pinned to the ground. “Let go of me!†Amanda screamed at the two women as Danny approached. He bent down and easily pinned both her hands behind her back with one of his. Then he lifted her to her feet and stared malevolently down into her brown eyes. “What do want?†she cried. “You, bitch.†He reached out to grab her right tit through the tee-shirt she wore, causing her to scream. He bent his head down and kissed her hard on the mouth as he fondled her. When he finally pulled away from her he saw the tears streaming down her face. He smiled as he wiped the tears away. “Don’t waste the effort, bitch. I like to hear you scream. Tears just make me hard.†He jerked his head toward the van. “Let’s go.†Carrie and Angie dutifully walked back to the van and climbed inside. Danny forced a struggling Amanda ahead of him. When he got her back to the van he quickly tied and gagged her as well, then laid her in the floor of the van next to Beth. He patted them both on their chests and looked up at Matt. “Take good care of them until we get home,†he said with a smile. He closed the door and went around the van to climb back behind the wheel. Danny had only driven about ten miles down the road when he saw a tall, thin boy with dark hair hiking along side the road. This must be their friend, he thought. He slowed the van down as he approached the tall youth and rolled down his window. When he drew up beside the boy he called out to the hiker. “Hey, there.†The boy jerked his head around and looked at Danny nervously. “Hi.†“Everything okay?†Danny asked. “No, not really. You haven’t seen two girls hiking around here have you?†“No, not recently,†Danny lied. “Why?†“I was hiking with a couple of friends but we got separated and now I can’t find them.†“Maybe we can give you a lift in to town so you can report them missing and get some official help.†“Really? That’d be great.†The boy sounded so relieved Danny almost laughed. “Sure. Hang on.†Danny put the van in park and jumped out as if to help the boy with his pack. He took the pack and walked the boy around the van. When the side door slid open Danny pressed the tazer against the boy’s neck. He fell forward into the van. He was quickly tied and gagged like his friends, lying in the back of the van. Danny tossed the boy’s pack in with the girls’ packs, closed the side door and hurried back around to the driver’s side. He climbed back in behind the wheel and headed for home, excited about his newest slaves.
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           Nick was dead tired. He’d had a long day and now he was avoiding going to bed. He hated to admit it but he was actually afraid to go to bed. If they knew about Josh and had been able to figure out he was using Josh’s car, they probably knew he was staying at Josh’s place. Hopefully that didn’t mean they’d be able to get to him though.
           “Come on, Nick, you’re a big boy,†he mumbled to himself as he headed for Jos            He flipped on the light as he entered the room then went directly to his duffle bag which still sat on the bed waiting for him to unpack. He rummaged through it and came out with a pair of worn sweat pants. He set the bag on the floor at the foot of the bed and changed into the sweats he had pulled from the bag. He tossed his clothes on the floor next to his bag and climbed wearily under the covers.            “Damn,†he said softly with a sigh. “Light.†           He climbed back out of bed and padded across the room. He flipped the switch and went back to bed. His eyes slid shut and he was asleep in minutes.            In Nick’s dream he was Gulliver and all the Lilliputians were women. They were tying him down and crawling all over his nude form. Several of the tiny women screamed gaily as they rode his huge, hard cock like some kind of wild stallion. He was still trying to fight his way out of sleep, out of the dream, when he realized something was covering his nose and mouth. He pushed groggily against an arm that held fast against his sleepy attempt at escape. His mind finally came fully awake and his eyes snapped open just before the sweet smell drug him under again.            Nick jerked his head away from the sharp acrid smell of…something. His head ached and he couldn’t think clearly. Was he still dreaming? he wondered. The acrid smell was back under his nose again. He jerked and tried to pull away only to discover that he was tied firmly in place. When he tried to swear only garbled muffles came out. His green eyes grew wide as he stared around the room and took in his predicament. The light was on and he was tied spread-eagle to the bed with a rough hemp-type rope. He wasn't blindfolded this time but his mouth was stuffed full with a large penis gag which was strapped tightly around his head. He had been stripped of his sweats and now lay trapped, completely nude.            The woman standing over him next to the bed was small and looked oriental – what he could see of her face. She wore a tight, black mask over the top half of her face. Her silky black hair was pulled through the back of the mask and fastened into a pony tail. She was small, probably around 5' 3" or 5' 4" with a slim build. But he could see muscles standing out on her small arms. She wore what looked like a tight black bathing suit made out of spandex. The thing that bothered Nick the most was the whip she held in her right hand as she stared at him.            "My name is Madam Kelea. You are my slave toy tonight. I'll play with you for as long as I want then I will fuck your brains out – if you're a good boy."            She smiled as she laid the whip across his abdomen and climbed onto the bed. She leaned forward and ran her fingers up his stomach and chest, digging in her long, red fingernails. Nick squirmed under her, mumbling behind his gag, his eyes never leaving her face. She reached across to the side of the bed and lifted a small remote up for him to see. Smiling, she pressed a button on the remote and he felt the gag in his mouth start to grow like an engorged penis. He sucked air through his nose and shook his head violently from side to side. She reached out and pinched his right nipple hard. He stopped shaking his head and stared at her with panicked eyes. She pressed another button on the remote and he felt the meaty part of the gag bouncing around in his mouth, squirming like a live prick. He mumbled and groaned frantically. She patted his cheek and smiled at him.            "We've only just begun, toy."            She straddled his stomach and made herself comfortable before reaching for his nipples. She leaned forward and licked and sucked at his nipples, twisting and pinching them. Her attentions soon had the small nubs standing erect. She giggled as she attached adjustable nipple clamps to his chest. He jerked spasmodically and screamed into the squirming gag. She twisted the tiny screws on the clamps and locked them down tightly, drawing more screams from him. When she was satisfied she sat back and watched him breathing heavily through his nose, his eyes squeezed shut against the pain. She flipped her fingers against the clamps and laughed when he screamed into the gag.            "We're going to have so much fun!"            She slid down his body and sat across his hips, her hands running gently up and down his torso. She leaned forward and started kissing and licking his body. Slowly, he adjusted to the pain in his chest and began to concentrate on her hands. The gentle caresses felt like butterfly wings touching his skin. He closed his eyes and focused on that feeling, ignoring the pain from the clamps. He felt her move and his eyes shot open. She slid down to sit between his legs while she played with his cock and balls.            Her magical fingers fluttered over his balls and up and down his shaft, teasing him. He was surprised when she leaned down and, staring straight into his eyes, she took him into her mouth. Her tongue flicked over his dick as her fingers played over his balls, pulling a low moan from him. She smiled as she sucked and licked on him. He closed his eyes again and focused on the pleasure she was giving him, using that to block out the pain from the clamps.            Suddenly, his prick felt like she had stabbed him with a burning rod. He looked down at her to see that she had applied a clothespin to the top of his dick. He could hear a strange growl and a high-pitched screaming but didn't realize the sounds were coming from his own throat. His body jerked spasmodically as she applied a dozen clothespins to his prick and balls. Finally satisfied with her handiwork she got off the bed to admire him.            "I think a few more," she said softly, almost to herself.            He continued to scream into the gag as she fastened twelve more clothespins, six on each leg, to his inner thighs up next to his scrotum. She patted the pins when she was finished then reached up to pat each of the clamps as well.            "There, that's better," she said, smiling down at him. "Now, for the really fun part."            She picked up a leather flogger and aimed for his stomach first. Nick screamed into the gag as his body bounced and jerked against his tight bonds each time she struck him. He nearly passed out when she hit the clothespins on his prick with the flogger. She threw the implement across the room and grabbed the smelling salts from the bedside table, shoving them under his nose.            "Don't you dare pass out on me, toy!"            He quickly came back around and groaned at her. She responded by slapping him hard.            "Don't fuck with me, toy!"            She grabbed the nipple clamps and pulled them off him. He lurched up as much as his bonds would allow, screaming into his gag. He continued to scream as she rubbed his nipples roughly. She moved her hand down to play with the clothespins that were still attached to his groin. She flipped her fingers along the pins sending white-hot ripples of pain through Nick’s body. He arched off the bed and screamed. His voice was fading quickly from his repeated screaming so it sounded more like he was growling than screaming.            "Enough of that. You bore me."            She yanked the clothespins off him and tossed them away. His sweat-covered body fell back against the bed. He prayed that it was over as his eyes rolled back into his head. The sharp scent of the smelling salts called Nick from his stupor. He moaned as he came awake.            "I told you, toy, don't pass out on me!"            She grabbed another flogger and struck him with it. This one was different than the first. It had small metal beads on the ends of the leather strings and stung like irritated bees when it made contact with his skin. He was so exhausted from the previous go-around that he didn't have the strength to fight her this time. He made muffled screams and squirmed but he just couldn't muster the strength to jump and scream. She finally tossed the flogger away.            "This should get some reaction from you," she said in a sultry voice as she climbed onto the bed again.            Nick pulled his eyes open to see her standing over him with a large whip. His breath caught in his throat as he started to shake his head back and forth. He squeezed his eyes shut and braced for the impact when he saw her swing the awful thing. He knew it would hurt but he never imagined just how painful it would be. The lashes caught him across the chest and down his right side. It felt like the thing was ripping his skin off. He screamed into the gag and struggled up against his bonds. After only four more strikes she fell between his legs and grasped his prick between her lips, sucking wildly.            After only a few minutes she slid up and positioned herself over him, sliding his erection inside her. She leaned down and gripped his nipples in her fingers, pinching, twisting and pulling them as she rode him. He thought she would pull them off when she finally fell forward against his chest, breathing heavily.            "You're a good toy, baby," she crooned to him.            Did I cum? he wondered. Did I even get it up? He couldn't remember. He just knew he hurt – everywhere. And he wanted her to go away and leave him alone. He felt like a little boy again. He wanted to curl up and cry away the pain he hurt so badly.            Nick jerked awake and sat up, his eyes wide. He looked around the bedroom, his head swiveling on his neck. There was nobody here and everything was just as he had left it. Another dream? He threw back the covers and started to get up.            "Oh, Christ!" The pain threw him back against the bed. "Definitely not a dream."            He looked down and saw strings of welts across his lower abdomen and down his right side. His chest ached and his wrists and ankles were raw. There seemed to be some kind of residue on his wounds though and a bottle he didn't recognize sat on the bedside table. He picked it up and saw a note attached to it.            Use this for the pain. It will help heal your wounds.            Fucking bitch, he thought. He slowly pulled himself to his feet and stumbled to the bathroom. He turned the shower on and ran the water as hot as he dared then climbed in. I've gotta find a hotel, he thought as he let the hot water stream over his screaming muscles.
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I was getting ready to take my bath, as usual... I grabbed a book and some bubbles and before I knew it I was engaged in a nice bubble bath. Later on that day I went with some friends to a night club called Diks. They ditched me as usual and I was stuck sitting across the bar from a man. He looked to be about 6ft 150lbs... very cute but I didn't feel comfortable with how he looked at me..
The night was getting boring so I left, unaware of the man behind me i grab my keys and he puts his hand over my mouth and says "if you say one word bitch, I will make sure you are punished" I was quiet and allowed him to open my car door and i slid in to the passenger seat. He followed, st "Take off your pants, bitch" he said to me in a calm tone... I did what he told me to do, I wasn't sure if he had a weapon on him and i didn't want to play fate. I took my pants off and he looked at my red lace thong. "Well slut, looks like you want this. only sluts wear thongs." he took his right hand and started to rub me, really hard. He continued to do this till we got to an abandoned house. He stopped the car, got out and came around to the other side. Pulling me out he ordered me to get on my hands and knees and crawl like the bitch I am. I did as he told me to.... We got inside the house and it was very creepy inside, hard to explain but there was several rooms and all of them were labled in chinese or maybe Japanese... He pulled me into the first room.. in the center there was a table. He pushed me onto it.... lying on my stomach he pressed a button and before I knew it my arms and legs where bound by ropes hanging from the ceiling. He put a blindfold around my eyes and told me that I was only to speak if spoken to and I must address him Master. He cut off my thong and started to spank my ass... softly at first then he picked up pace. "Yes oh fuck yah, slut puppet. You like that don't you? are you a slut?" I closed my eyes *slap* this one over powered all the other ones "I asked you a question, answer me...... "y-yes master" I said very quietly.... "I knew you liked it" I heard a zip... and before I knew it he was standing in front of me with his cock in his hand. Stroking himself he grew... he was huge.. the biggest dick i have ever seen. He placed the tip of his dick at my mouth.. I refused it.... He slapped me in the face and I had no choice but to take his prick into my mouth... I could barely wrap my mouth around it yet he kept pushing it in farther and farther...... "K fuck this" he said and started to fuck my face.. his balls slapped my chin and finally he unloaded his dick in my mouth... "swallow it all and you won't be punished" I swallowed what I could, it tasted bitter and salty.... I accidently let some dribble out of my mouth onto the floor......... "I'll get you later for this, but first lets examine your nice ass" He climbed onto my back and started rubbing my ass, spreading my cheeks apart very painfully..... I let out a cry as he shoved a finger in.... he was thrusting it in and out... then he took it out.. I sighed only to feel 2 fingers go in... he shoved his fingers up as far as they would go then without warning he replaced his fingers with a dildo... the dildo was about 10inches long and at least 3 inches wide.... it ripped me apart...... as soon as he shoved it up as high as it could go I felt him clamp something to the dildo.... He got off of me and walked towards a giant machine, and pressed a button... I felt the dildo inside me start to vibrate.... he left the room and all that I could hear was the humming of the dildo and I could feel the pain that it caused........ The next morning He came into the room and shut the machine off.... "Did you like that? do you have to take a shit now?" he asked.. I shook my head... he took out the dildo and released me from the ropes and told me to go wash up... I went into the washroom and about 10 minutes later he yelled through the door "Hey slut puppet are you done?" I replied "yes master" he came in completely naked and took off my shirt and bra... "lay down on the floor" I did and he kneeled down, his ass 2 cm from my face..... "lick my rosebud and make it good. this is your punishment for wasting my cum.." I closed my eyes and started to lick his ass... 5 minutes into it he sat down almost completely and I was tounge fucking him.... 30 minutes went by and he stood up "I have to piss.... spread your legs.. i'm going to give you a 'shower" he pissed on me and then without warning turned out the lights and closed the door...... I just layed there crying.. he yelled through the door "Next time swallow all of me or it'll be worse... and oh Bitch... clean up I'll see you in an hour"
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I hear a noise. It is early afternoon. A young girl, about 16, is rifling through my bedroom drawers, the usual excuse, I suppose - looking for things to steal for some quick cash, the assumption that the house would be empty at this time of day.
To her surprise, she is grabbed from behind, and though she struggles hard, I am too strong for her small frame.
Eventually she calms down, and I say into her ear, "That was a big mistake, trying to rob me when I am here..." Impatient with her clumsy sucking, I take hold of her head and force myself all the way into her throat. She makes pained whimpering noises as her face is pressed up against my stomach, and I tell her to get my cock good and wet because I want to fuck her arse. While she licks me, I reach and get the massage oil from my bedside table. She starts to beg and plead for me not to fuck her. She whimpers that she has never had a man before, but I push her over roughly so she falls onto her shoulders and knees. I ask how old she is. “Sixteen – sir†I notice the fear and respect in her voice. “Sixteen and never been fucked?†I say. “Well it’s our lucky day!†I impatiently pull her tight black jeans down her to her waist and pull her small blue panties to one side. Her smooth hairless cunt and red puckered arse face me, inviting my intrusion. I pour oil over my cock and her arse and line it at the small tight entrance, and grab her hair and starts pulling her back, making her impale herself on me. The oil makes the penetration less painful for me, as she resists the intrusion, and I am at least two inches inside as she cries out in pain and pleads "No!" but this just makes me more determined that this little thief will know what happens when she tries to steal. I shove my cock the rest of the way into her, feeling the rippled inside of her bum. She screams and tries to wriggle away, but I hold tightly onto her hair and tied wrists, and waits for her to exhaust herself and submit to this fuck. Sobbing and panting quietly, she eventually stops trying to get away, and I begin fucking her arse. Thrusting slowly at first, I become faster until I’m nearly ready to cum. She pleads with me to let her go, saying I’ve had his fun and she's learned her lesson, but I say I haven't had any fun with her pussy yet. She tries to break the ties and get up and run, but she falls back onto the bed. Taking more things like ties from drawers, I spread-eagled her to the bed with a couple of pillows under her arse, exposing her completely. I tell her she is staying to makes amends for disturbing me. She looks at my face, and at my cock, hard again, and says that I should try my illegal entry again, as she will be ready this time. I gently slap her pussy, and she whimpers. However, she does not resist, too much as I get on the bed and slide forward, piercing her tight pussy again. This could be the start of a long rehabilitation process. ÂÂ
I drag her across the room and throw her
She starts to beg me not to, saying the back door was open and anyway she has taken nothing. She says if a let her go she'll do anything I want.
"Anything, hmm?"
I look at her, and against my better judgement decide that the police will not need to be called. A little home justice is in order. She is pretty, with short dark hair, a top which shows her flat stomach, and black jeans. She is frightened and looks vulnerable.
I decide I might as well have some fun. I tie her hands behind her with an old T shirt I pull from the drawer she had opened; grab her hair, forcing her to kneel in front of me. Pulling at her thin top, it tears easily and she's not wearing anything underneath it. Her tits are small but I reach and a nipple and tweak it. I move her and I get my cock out and I tell her to open her mouth and suck and she reluctantly complies, fearing the results of not obeying.
I pull out of her mouth. My cock is harder than I remember.
I pull out of the girl's arse and flip her over, pulling her legs open and cumming onto her small tits and over her hips.
I leave the room to get a drink, and even pour a vodka for her as maybe she’ll realise that when rape is inevitable, then relaxing may make it a lot better. Meanwhile the girl struggles against her bonds and curses her predicament. When I return I use some scissors to cut her clothes completely off. I tell her to drink, and hold the glass at her mouth. She moans, but then drinks a large portion of the over strength spirit. Then I pull out a large vibrator I keep for my ladyfriend’s. I run it lightly over her skin, and she breathes sharply. Soon she feels it pressing into her cunt, but she can't twist away from it, and in it slides. I press into her slowly but firmly stopping only when it can't possibly go any further and the girl wails in pain. I pull it out quickly and just as fast shove it into her arsehole, causing another squeal from her.
I straddle her torso and take one breast, squeezing the nipple and making it harden, and she strains against the material which ties her down, desperate to get away. Leaning down, I take her other breast and suck on the nipple gently, giving it almost the opposite treatment to the other. Surprise runs across the girl's face as the pleasure/pain in her nipples overwhelms her.
My cock hard again now, I move down to kneel between her legs. Without ceremony I force myself into cunt, made tighter by the presence of the vibrator in her arse. As I thrust into her, I squeeze her breasts and nipples, sometimes scratches my fingers down her body, leaving slight red marks. I move one hand to her cunt, finding her clit, and begin to rub and twist it. To her shame, the girl's body responds to the stimulation, and she begins to breathe deeply, her stuffed cunt getting wetter. Just as she is about to near orgasm, I reach up and grip her nipple, so that she is subjected to more intense amounts of both pain and pleasure.
Her cunt clamped around my cock, I begin slamming into her, turned on by the look of exquisite agony on her face. I continue to fuck her, and she suddenly shakes violently, and screams "Oooh fucking brilliant..Im cumming" Eventually I feel the build up in my balls, and push so that my cock and balls are pressed in and against her. My juices burst and fill the space. I collapse on top of her and she knows my cum is leaking from her cunt, along with her own juices.
I pull out of her cunt and remove the vibrator from her arse, leaving her feeling rather empty, then again suck her engorged nipples.
I untie her, hand her the drink, and warn her not to try breaking in again.
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He threw her down on the dirt floor and pinned her arms above her head as he straddled her body, pinning her to the floor. Staring down at her with malevolent eyes he watched her struggle against his greater bulk and strength. Grasping both of her hands in just his right one he caressed her face with his left one, smearing her tears over her cheeks.
“I told ya, baby, I like virgins.â€Â
Cutting the remnants of her shirt away he slid down her legs and cut her long skirt off too. The slip and panties soon followed then the bra. He left her stockings and garters on; he liked the look of them. He slid off of her and grabbed her left ankle, yanking hard. He tied another plastic strap around her ankle the tied it off around another metal loop in the floor Grabbing her right ankle, he pulled it as far as he could make it reach. Realizing that his plastic tie wouldn’t reach the other metal loop in the floor he released her leg and went in search of some rope. It didn’t take him long to find what he was looking for. He kept this old barn well stocked. Roughly tying the rope around her ankle he spread her wide again then tied the loose end of the rope to the metal loop in the floor.
Now that his bitch was secure and ready for him he quickly shed his clothes and lowered himself between her spread legs. He lowered his head and nipped at her tits. Chewing on first one nipple then the other he slowly moved his tongue around her small areoles. Raising up on his elbows, he stared down at her.
“I’m going to enjoy you so much I think I’ll just take my time fucking you,†he told her.
She shook her head from side to side, struggling uselessly against her bonds.
He pushed his erect prick against her virgin hole and slowly started to enter her. When her screams behind the gag increased in their ferocity, he laughed. Pushing slowly, he eased his way inside her until he felt resistance. He slowly backed off then pushed forward again, a little further. Continuing in this manner he tormented both himself and her for several long minutes. She had nearly screamed herself hoarse by the time he finally shoved through, completely breaking her hymen. He used a slow, steady pressure, making her believe he was ripping her apart inside. She knew she was dying, the pain was incredible.
Suddenly, a new pain screamed through her body when he started slowly pumping in and out of her. She pulled against her bonds, making her wrists and ankles bleed. There was no escape though. He slowly increased his speed and started to grunt as he pumped into her. When he pulled out she thought it was over. She was sure of it when he cut her legs loose. Then he grabbed her ankles, tossed her feet over his shoulders and plunged back into her again.
She screamed into the gag again, feeling like his cock was being shoved all the way through her and coming out her throat. He started pumping into her furiously and bent her almost double as plunged deeper and deeper into her. When he finally shot his hot load of cum inside her she was almost relieved even though it burned her torn insides. He shoved himself as deeply into her as he could and held himself there as he emptied his sperm into her. Finally, the flow subsided and his feet slid back. He fell on top of her lay panting against her chest.
“Damn, bitch, that was one hell of a ride,†he gasped. “I can’t wait to try your ass.â€Â
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"God Monica, this party sucks," Kelly said to her senior cheerleading co-captain. "Yeah, sorry girl, but I promised Brad that I'd show up to say hi, thanks for coming along," Monica replied. "Whatever, your man is a loser and so are his asshole friends! I'm going to wait in the car and call Jeff to see what he's doing, don't make me wait too long," Kelly said as she turned to leave the house. She walked past the dozen or so guys that were there, most of which were already pretty trashed, they smiled and tried to talk to her and she gave them the worst go to hell look, even kind of gasping at some of them as they stared at her. "What a bunch of idiots!" She exclaimed as she left the house. The guys couldn't take their
She was a bitch, but she was a hot bitch, 5'9, 120 lbs, nice athletic ass, 34C tits to die for, long blonde hair, light blue eyes, the stereo-typical cheerleader. She was also a milionaire-to-be at age 21. Her dad set a trust fund up for her to inherit millions at age 21 and she knew it. She was 18, had whatever she wanted, and her boyfriend was the school stud, also the child of a rich parent, a requirement to even stand a chance with her. On her way to her car she pulled out her Blackberry to call Jeff, "hey babe, it's me, this party is lame as hell, we'll be leaving shortly, see you later."ÂÂ
Back inside, Jason and Josh had partaken in a few too many drinks and were feeling frisky. They told Brad, Monica's boyfriend, to promise to keep Monica busy for an hour or so, and he assured them that he would without even asking why. They decided to go have some fun with Kelly, nothing serious, just try to piss her off even more. Kelly fumbled for her keys from her new Mercedes SLR McLaren, a 500,000 car and way too much for anyone, especially this snotty bitch. She hit the unlock button and just as she rounded the corner to the desolate alley where she parked she say two guys, two of the guys from the party standing there against her car.ÂÂ
"Excuse me," she said as she walked to her car, but arms folded they weren't moving. "I said move, are you fucking deaf?" "No, we heard you," Josh said, "we're just not moving till you apologize for being such a bitch." "Fuck you," she exclaimed, "leave me alone!" as she tried to push him to the side to free her door. He slapped her arm away, "don't touch me bitch, I said apologize." "OK, fine, I'm sorry you're such a fucking loser," she snsarled. "You little bitch, you really are as bad as they say." "Yep," she remarked with a snotty grin, "and you really are the biggest loser in school, just like they say."ÂÂ
This was all Josh could handle, he had just enough chemicals in him to lose it. As he stepped to the side she went for the door and he grabbed her arm and pinned it behind her as he bent her over the car, pinning her down as if she were under arrest. Jason looked puzzled but all he could do was laugh. "Get off me you dick, you're hurting me," she said angrily. "I want an apology bitch!" Josh demanded. Kelly called his bluff, "get off me you asshole!" He pushed harder, causing her to shout out in pain, "oh god, you're really hurting me, please stop." "Just one apology for being a cunt, that's all I want," Josh said as he pressed harder into her from behind. He now realized the position he had her in, his crotch pressed directly in the that sweet ass of her hers and he kind of liked it.  Jason continued to laugh at her, "yeah bitch, apologize."  Still nothing from Kelly, just utter hatred for this guy. "Where's daddy now you little cunt?" Josh asked. "Whatever you fucking loser, is that the best you can do, pick on girls b/c you're such an ass?" Josh snapped, as if to prove his point. "Pick on you, you think that's what this is about? How's it feel being bent over your car like this, I bet a slut like you enjoys that on daddy's new car." She didn't reply, she knew that only having been with Jeff a few times didn't make her a slut, and that was her only sexual experience ever. "Do you like that slut?" He asked as he dry humbed her from behind. She began to get frightened but refused to show it to this weakling. "What, too much of a slut to reply b/c you know it's true?" "Hey Jason, why don't you get some of this, grab her tits or something?" Josh said as he held her arms back he turned her to face the laughing guy. Without hesitation he reached both hands out and rubbed her tits over her shirt like a kid feeling breasts for the first time. Kelly spat on his hands but it didn't effect him at all, he groped more and more. Josh had her arms pinned, all she could do was scream and try to kick but she never connected and her screams were pointless in such a desolate area. Jason stepped closer to her with both hands on her tits, "do you like it when I do this?" Kelly refused to look at him, so to get her attention he put his hands inside one of the buttons of her blouse over her bra, feeling them again. "I said, do you like this bitch?" Still nothing but screams and closed eyes from her. That was the deciding moment for the two horny boys, they made eye contact, as if to decide if they were going to go through with this, and without hesitation the decision was made....
The next thing Kelly felt was her blouse being ripped open, buttons flying off as the cool air hit the front of her black silky bra. She began screaming wildly but it fell on deaf ears as Jason reached up and ripped her bra from her small frame, allowing her young breasts to spring free, she was ashamed at having her nipples exposed to these two guys. All they could do was laugh. Jason's hands were all over her, pinching them firmly, "yeah there you go," Josh cheered his friend on. Kelly spat again, trying to get free but it was helpless. Josh threw her against her car with force, now scaring the girl into submision. "OK, I'm sorry I was a bitch, please don't hurt me." "Too late honey," Josh replied. Kelly looked across the hood and saw that Jason was standing there, almost as if they'd done this before Jason reached across the hood and took her hands, now holding her face down, bent over the car.  She knew Josh was behind her and she could hear his belt on his pants being messed with. Kelly pleaded, "please guys, don't hurt me, don't do this, I'll give you anything you want, my purse has several thousand dollars in it. My credit cards, take them all, my pin number is in my phone, take it all but please don't hurt me, I'm begging you," kelly said through weeping tears. No verbal reply from the boys, just Jason's hands tightly wrapped around hers. The next feeling was the most helpless ever, she knew it was coming, but Josh's hands on her pants, unbuttoning them, unzipping, then with no subtlety at all she felt them being torn down her long legs. Laughter got louder as she sobbed loudly. She felt Josh's cold nose run up the indide of her thigh, up the crack of her panties. "MMMM, smells good Jason," Josh laughed. Then the helpless feeling got worse, one sudden jerk and Josh was holding a handfull of torn panties, tossing them at Jason's head as Jason nosed at them as they flew past his head and onto the ground. She held her legs as tightly together as she could, but she knew it was useless, she could feel the cold air behind her, hitting her exactly where she knew he was heading. No warning, no lubrication, just instant pain as she felt him ram his cock inside of her tight hole. She whinced, screamed, cried, bucked, gave it one last fighting chance. But it was too late for that, Jason had her pinned from the front as Josh mounted her from behind. He laughed and groaned as he pounded her like a jackhammer. He moaned b/c he loved it, she cried b/c she was miserable.  "Ugh, Ugh, Ugh," was all she heard. She knew by default that the moisture would come, and it did, only allowing him to go faster and use more force. He hurt her, deep in her, she knew she'd be ruined forever, it was too late to fight, finally, she gave in and gave up.  Laying there helpless on her car, no amount of money would help. Nothing meant anything to her anymore, she allowed herself mentally to phase out of this moment.  Josh fucked her like a prostitute from behind for about five minutes before she felt him go stiff, freeze up, then she felt her insides being filled with hot juice. She wasn't worried about being pregnant b/c she was on the pill but she couldn't believe another man's sperm just entered her. She was spent, helpless, over the next 60 minutes she was used like a ragdoll by the two boys. Both of them fucked her from behind, but before Jason came he rolled her over and fucked her from the front. She remembered hearing him say something about seeing her tits bounce while he fucked her but she was so zoned out she doesns't rember exactly what was said. He had her legs spread wide as he hammered her insidess with her young tits bouncing around freely in the open air. Any minute she would feel him cum in her, just like his friend did. Suddenly she felt a slight sting in her eye, then cool on her cheek, lip, nose and she instantly realized that Josh had just jerked himself off all over her face. She did nothing, it wouldn't get any worse. Jason unloaded his semen deep in her pussy, pulling out at the last minute and rubbing his head around her neatly trimmed black hair. The two laughed, grabbed some stuff from her car, and off they went, leaving the young blonde to lie there, helpless and used. She wept silently.
Monica approached the Mercedes 20 minutes later, "girl I'm so sorry, Brad said he really needed to talk, thanks for waiting." Kelly seemed angry as she sat in the front seat of her car, wearing only jeans and a white t shirt. "What happend to your shirt, what's wrong?"
The cops took the full report, all the details as Kelly sat, weeping in her mom and dad's arms. Her mom said, "I can't believe you got robbed by 6 guys, they all had masks and guns? and your shirt tore, they saw you exposed, I'm so sorry." Kelly's dad hangs up his cell phone, "well the cards are all cancelled, but they did manage to withdraw 15,000 dollars." It's ok mom, at least they didn't do anything bad to me," Kelly said as she hugged her mom. Her innocence was gone, but so was desire to be a bitch to everyone she knew. She knew she'd never be the same, but she also knew that she'd never turn the two boys in for teaching her such a valuble lesson.
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It was another normal day in the summer holidays for me, i had finished Year 10 only two weeks ago and was enjoy the summer holidays. I had planned on going to meet some friends in town for some shopping ahead of our holiday, but it had begun to rain and we all called it off and said we would all meet tomorrow. So I decided I was going to just chat online with a few of my mates that were no longer residing in the
(Rough Estimation of what was actually said)
G-Unit 007:  Yo Babe sexy name…asl plz
Wide-Open: Him im 14 f
 G-Unit 007:  That kl fo sho…Im 16 m
Wide-Open: Im in
Basically the conservation led on, until we found out that we had a lot in common (or so it seemed) and he suggested that we meet up. I was incredibly bored and still very naïve so I thought why not, nothings going to happen. I arranged to meet him at Kings Cross @ 13:30 that very day. I told him my details: 5â€Â5, white, blonde hair in two pig tails, blue crop top, pink mini skirt and green shoes. I then got ready to meet him; we had talked of going to the cinema on a kind of first date.
I waited at the station for a couple of minutes, when the guy I had chatted to as Adam came over to me and introduced himself, but he looked much older than 16. He was very nice so I and he walked off towards a cinema he said was quite close to here. We were pretty close when we were near a park and he said he needed to go pee. I watched him go, and then got a little scared in this new area so followed him in. To my dismay I felt a hand grab my mouth and pull me into a cubicle and I heard Adam’s voice not to far away.
“Time to eat lads!â€Â
The hand released my mouth, and then pushed my head down onto the loo seat. I felt my mini skirt being pushed up around my waist. And felt exposed as my new white g-string was on show to a man who I didn’t know. It then hit me, was this rape?
“Hey get the fuck off me, this is totally wrong you sicko.â€Â
I heard a laugh from behind me, and the guy overpowered me again and pushes my head harder against the loo seat. I whimpered as I had realises that I would be in this guy’s control from now on, I was his toy to do with as he pleases. He then stroked my ass cheeks and started to fiddle with my g-string moving here and there. He then gave a tug and they ripped off me as he started to laugh again. He then stoked my ass again, but then started to spank it again and again until it was starting to burn. He then started to rub my clitoris for a while and started to ogle my boobs squeezing at it through my shirt, which he then pulled it off me until I was topless. By this time I had stop to struggle and succumbed to his will.
He was started to get me wet, to a point that my pussy was dripping and I new from experience of a pussy massage that pleasure was inevitable. As I came onto his hand, he took it out and put his wet cum soaked hand in front of me and pushed it onto my face wiping it so my own pussy juice was smeared all over my face. The guys then opened the door from behind and pulled my out, I rolled backwards head over heel and he turned around wearing a mask so I couldn’t tell who he was. I looked up I saw that there was a huge, well built black guy staring at me with a massive cock in his hand and he just smiled at me…..
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Jento The Soldier; Part II, The Major's Wife
                             By Dick Inkum
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   A raiding party returned to camp and brought six women with them. The Colonel looked over the catch, and reserved one for himself.He decided we could only provide for a net gain of two. Four of the least desirable women in the brothel barracks were led out into the compound and forced to run naked through a gauntlet of paddles, and out of camp to wherever they could go.
    The Colonel took his choice girl to his house and sent the rest immediately to the brothel. Barro and I both liked the looks of one we thought sixteen or so. Her tits were quite pointy and firm and h
"I'll bet she uses up a lot of coconut oil" Barro cracked.
"She will if I get near her ass" I replied.
   Before our next brothel day, Barro and I were sent to tend the yards and gardens around the houses of the high ranking officers. There, without our knowledge, as we toiled in the hot sun, inquiries were made about us.
    The next day we were ordered to report to the home of the major. We thought we were in trouble. We arrived looking very crisp, hoping it wasn't serious and that we could show we were good soldiers.
     We were ushered in by the servant girl and seated in the parlor. After about ten minutes, the lady of the house appeared in a very revealing red dress. She was about thirty years old, a little chubby, but quite pleasant looking.
    "Oh, I'm so glad to see such good looking boys" she gushed, "We'll have a good time today. Come with me."
     She asked our names and other things as she led us to her bedroom. Wehad never seen such a grand bedroom before, with a large canopied bed and fine coverings.
    She told us to stand near the bed and the servant girl, barely thirteen, would assist our disrobing (!). The lady got on the bed and began slowly revealing more of her body. When her tits were bare, she gave us quite a show of playing with them, squeezing and pulling her nipples. She told the servant girl to feel our crotches andtell her if we had hard cocks. We did, though if we didn't, the girl's groping would have insured the result.
    The servant girl helped us out of our clothes and neatly folded our uniforms. We were told to advance to the edge of the bed so the lady could rub up ourcocks and balls. She did so with many compliments of our size and condition.
    "Him first!" she said as she directed the servant girl to me The girl went to her knees and sucked my dick. The lady disposed of all her clothing except a small crotch piece, which she rubbed in anticipation.
    "Now the other!" she ordered, "and you (meaning me) come closer".
    Barro now got sucked and the lady played and jerked my dick.
     "Now who wants my cunt?" she asked.
     Of course, we both did.
     "Now, who wants to fuck my ass?" she asked.
      Of course we both did.
     " Alas, I shall have to decide" she said.
      She called us both to lay on the bed side by side with space between. She filled that space with her ass toward us, motioned to the servant girl and began sucking our cocks. The servantgirl got behind her and licked her cunt and asshole. She ordered the girl to use her lubricant. It was a different preparation than I had ever seen, a blue gel that the girl pushed up her ass. The girl put a different preparation in her cunt. I was nicely ordered to eat that cunt. I did and Barrofollowed in turn.
    When the lady had sufficient oral pleasure, she grabbed my cock and mounted it. She told Barro to kneel behind her and fuck her ass when she told him to. She lowered her cunt on my cock and I had a cooling sensation from the preparation in there. She quickly heated it and was soon fucking with abandon.
    She suddenly stopped and told me to stop thrusting. Barro was directed to ease his cock into her asshole. She gasped and grabbed me hard as Barro's cock lodged in her and tightened her cunt around my cock.
    "Stop!" she ordered, paused, then said "Fuck it now, not too hard".
    Damn! Barro's cock was rubbing against mine with only the thin membrane separating us. His balls fell down on mine. I didn't care for that!
     The lady began responding to Barro's fucks and that moved her cunt on my dick too. I moaned. She told me to resume fucking.Barro moaned as I now caused sensations on his cock.
    "Fuck hard! Fuck hard!" the lady screamed.
    We did our best. The lady screamed and panted. Barro and I grunted and fucked her as hard as we could.Barro came before I did. I cound sense his pulsing cock filling her asshole.
    He softened and withdrew. The servant girl took his cock in her mouth right away. I came a minute later. Before I softened much, the lady had me poke it into her ass for a stroke or two. The servant girl then sucked me.
    The lady had us side by side again and got between us for more groping.
     The servant girl was directed to get wash cloths and clean us all. When she returned to begin her work, she was naked.The lady said we were free to poke her holes and taste her young cunt if we wished. We each did.
    The lady and the girl both sucked our cocks and we finger-fucked every hole.
      We were close to revival when the lady said we'd do something with her and the servant girl at the same time. I suggested that the girl might be too small to manage our fucking, but the lady assured us she could. The girl didn't have anything to say. She had no say in the matter anyway.
    The lady lay on the bed and had the girl get on top of her with her facein the lady's cunt. The girl was too small to have her cunt very close to the lady's face, but the objective was the first instance. The girl licked the lady's cunt.
     After the girl sucked my cock a little, I was directed to fuck the lady's cunt. Barro was directed, without hesitation, to fuck the girl's asshole. The girl screamed as Barro pushed into her. The lady grabbed his balls and told him to fuck hard. I was plowing the lady's cunt.
     Shortly, the lady ordered a change. I was redirected to the girl's cunt and Barro to the lady's asshole. The girl held up the lady's legs as Barro pumped her butt. I fucked the girl's cunt while the lady licked and sucked my balls.
    We were soon changed again. I now fucked the girl's asshole which Barro had opened so well, and Barro moved to the lady's cunt.
     I felt I was about to come and said so. The lady said we both had to come in her. We were both told to withdraw and I was ordered to come in the lady's ass.
    The girl sucked Barro while he waited for me to finish. I put a gusher of cum up that ass passage. After I came, Barro was ordered to fuck her cunt while the lady sucked my spent cock.
     Both of us were completely spent now. The lady ordered us to dress, and for the servant girl to give us some money. We were told we might be called upon again and were cautionednot to speak of the encounter.
    That night Barro and I discussed our adventure. I spoke of my concern about fucking the young servant girl. Barro didn't think that was a problem since we caused no visable damage or injury. He was more concerned that the Major would find us fucking his wife. I thought the Major was either aware of or indifferent to her game.
     Several days later, we had another trip to the brothel. Barro and I both hoped for a chance at the new sixteen year old we had seen. Of course, it would meanthat I would have to pass both Noona and Kenna, but they were in no positionto complain. They'd get their fucking.
I was lucky. I got an early choice and took the new girl. Noon and Kenna bothsaw me make the choice and cursed me.
    This girl's name was Tolla, she told me. She had been a wife for two years andhad a child. We went to her cot and she enthusiastically showed me her skill atcock sucking.
    I probed her holes and found them ready for business. She had already had six men in this camp, plus two when she was first captured, her husband beforethat, and four boys including her brother before she was married at fourteen.
     Tolla had a wonderfully developed body, as I already noted, and I let my fingers and mouth explore it as she sucked my dick.
      I told her that normally I would fuck her cunt first, but that I had an overwhelming desire for her ass. To keep that objective before me, I put her on all fours, gave her a large amount of coconut oil in her ass, and mounted.
    She gasped as I slid my cock into her passage, but oh, she was smooth and willing.
    "That's so good!" she exclaimed as I began pumping her.
     I thought it was too. I increased my thrusting speed and she responded with her ass in motion and her vocal proclaimations of satisfaction. We were soon fucking as hard as possible, and although I am a very good cocksman, I couldn't last long at that pace. I filled her with a great gush of cum. She seemed pleased by that and sucked appreciatively.
     We fondled and played until she could revive me. When she'd sucked up my dick, I asked her about position. She wanted me on top so she could hold me. Excellent!
    By the time I got on her, I was passionate and her cunt was juicy. She wrapped her legs around my ass, and was soon giving me a massage with them. As I began to fuckher harder, she began kicking. She moaned and squealed and I knew she had an orgasm long before I finished. I think her second one brought me off in her cunt.
    "Oh, you are my greatest lover!" she exclaimed.
      I had heard that often enough lately that I was beginning to believe it.
    "You like fucking with me?" I asked.
    "I want your cock all day and all night all the time" she cried.
     That was very nice to hear. Of course, I know that some women think a favorite lover might get them out of the brothel. That's a deluision, but not one to be discouraged.
     Tolla sucked more, with a lot of attention to my balls. I asked what she would like for our finale. Some pussy, some ass, she decided. I did that on top of her, raising her legs for pushing up her ass. By the time my dick was spent, alas our time was nearly up. We kissed passionately on parting.
    After we left, Barro said he had taken Kenna.Though his tastes ran to younger girls, he thought her a delightful fuck and she had done everything to give him a good time.
    In the weeks that followed, I saw both Noona a Kenna again. I gave them each a little spanking for cursing me. Tolla was removed from the brothel to be an officer's mistress. I also fucked a fourteen year old new girl and a thirty something matron. The young girl was too skinny and not a good fuck in either hole. The matron was too passive, and I had to smack her to make her a responsive fucker.
    It was time to go back to soldiering. There was a lull in the conflict just now and we were told to expect boredom. If I find any sexual adventures in the bush, I shall relate them.
To Be Continued
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