"Spiffeh!" Stacey said, giggling.

Everyone started laughing.

After three hours, camp was ready. The girls ate and it started to get dark.

"We should take a bath. Theres a creek a little ways from here." Emily said.

Everyone nodded and grabbed their PJ's.

The girls left the fire glowing and skipped to the lake, stripping. It didn't matter if they saw each other. They were best friends.

The girls splashed in the water, laughing, unaware of the men surrounding them. Emily dunked Rose under the water. Everyone was laughing.

"Hello girls." Said a deep voice, the girls looked up, shocked to hear a mans voice. There was ten men in all. Each were tall and musular. quite good looking, probably in their twenties.

The girls hurried together, trying to cover themselves.

"Ah, no need. Let me intruduce ourselves. I'm Tom, thats Daniel, Joseph, David, Carl, Mick, Sam, Andy, Warner and Michael." Said the man, his dark hair covered his eyes but every man nodded as their name was said.

"Warner, Carl, Andy, we need them out of the water for some fun. After they intruduce themselves, grab them." Tom said.

The three men nodded. Tom was obviously the leader.

The girls looked shocked and said nothing.

"He said, INTRUDUCE YOURSELVES." Michael said, raising a gun.

The girls almost shreiked but Callie stayed calm.

"I'm Callisa. Callie for short." Callie said bravely.

"Very good. Now you all are...?" Tom asked.

"R-Rose." Rose stammered, her brown hair was flowing in the water.

"Emily." Emily said quickly.

"S-s-stacey." Stacey said loudly.

"Amber." Amber stated blankly.

After Amber introduced herself, the three men marched into the water, grasping the struggling girls.

Andy held Stacey and Emily, Carl was holding Amber who was kicking and spitting while Warner held a limp Rose and a scared Callie.

Each man grinned as they saw the naked virgin fifteen-year-olds.

"Can we?" Andy asked.

"Go ahead. But first, give me....Amber." Tom said, grinning evilly at the poor blonde girl that was thrashing about.

Carl nodded, handing the small body to Tom who laughed as she tried to punch him. He held her hands up and pinned her to a tree and whistled as he looked her over. She had large tits and lots of curves. She looked great!

"Let me ask you a question. Answer or I'll use force. Actually, I'll ask a few." Tom said, his brown eyes staring into Amber's eyes.

She was about to open her mouth when there was a loud scream.

Emily was laying on the ground, her red hair all around her. She had a large red slap mark on her face. The men laughed, Carl picked her back up and kissed her. Another man, David, grabbed her breasts and she tried to move away but he just laughed some more.

Rose and Stacey were being fingered fevereshly and kissed. Both girls had tears in their eyes. Callie was on the ground behing fingered as a man kissed her hard, his hands running all about her small body.

Amber nodded, her eyes wide.

"Good," Tom stated, grinning. "Are you a virgin?"

Amber nodded again.

"Well, then, I'll just have to be a bit careful. Can't promise that though. How would you feel if you have my child?"

Amber's eyes widened. "P-please!"

"Please as in yes? Well, ok!" Tom grabbed her hair and yanked her down and he pulled his pants down and shoved her head to his cock.

Meanwhile, Emily was crying as David lifted her in his arms and winked at the other men and then walked into the trees. About five minutes later he dropped her on the forest floor and stared at her. She was thin. Her red hair was dirty and messy, her body had some smudges and blood on it. She was shaking.

David took out a gun. Emily's eyes widened. "Take off my clothes." He ordered. Emily didn't move, her eyes staring at the gun. "NOW!"

Emily slowly got up and slowly took off his shirt and pants and boxers.

"Suck, now!" David ordered Emily. She shook her head wildly.

"P-p-please! Do-dont!" Emily gasped.

"NOW!" David yelled.

She obeyed. She opened her mouth and sucked on his cock. David moaned and pushed her head forward so she was choking on her 9 inch cock.

"Good," David gasped, after he exploded in her. "Lay down." She obeyed.

David lowered himself onto her as she cried and begged for him to not do this. David paid no attention to her as he lowered himself into her and she screamed. He grinned as her hands grasped his shoulders as he rode her, ignoring her screams and cries.

TO BE CONTINUED

After the divorce was final, I got a fresh start. I bought a piece of property just at the outskirts of town that included a large stone house, a barn, and several small out buildings. There was a small pond on the property. I later discovered an overgrown dirt road that ended at an abandoned gravel pit. My property was included in city postal route that was mostly a walking one.  I was the last stop and the only stop were the postal carrier drove up to the house, got out and had deliver the mail to a mailbox on the porch.

After I got the barn and outbuilding in order, I started on the house.

The mostly costly renovation was to the slate roof. This included a complete tear off, resetting the existing slate tiles with bronze nails and replacing all the copper flashing and gutters. I paid plenty to have this done.

My friends and I remodeled the inside of the house, stripping the original woodwork and dark paneling to original condition. We replaced all the wiring and most of the plumbing. I furnished the rooms in all solid masculine colors and bought massive comfortable overstuffed leather furniture. In time, I intended to put in a concrete driveway. Having a gravel pit on the property

gave me a free source of base stone.  I drove down there to check things out and noticed a series of tire tracks leading to a small overgrown gully off of the gravel pit.

I got out of my truck and walked in.  I found almost approximately fifty extra heavy-duty lawn & trash bags full of canceled mail.  It was mostly all junk mail and catalogs, some of it 2 years old. The bags were stacked upon one another and each layer covered in gravel.  I went back to the house and got my camera and returned to photograph the contents of random bags I pulled from the pile.

Later I did some checking and found out that the names and addresses on the mail were from people on my postal carrier's route.

Over a period of time, I stacked out the area with my camera to try and catch the person dumping the mail. I hoped it was my postal carrier, because if it was, I had plans for her.

After a months time, I caught her on my property in the late fall dumping some bags and covering them with gravel. From my point of concealment, I got dozens of photographs of her dumping the mail.  I waited to develop the pictures before I confronted her with the evidence and my proposal.

In the mean time, I contacted a retired State Trooper who owned a private investigating agency.  John was a hunting buddy of mine and referred me to my divorce lawyer. He agreed to get me personal information about her no questions asked.  I gave him case of Jim Beam Black Bourbon Whiskey for his trouble and he threw in a set of handcuffs for good measure.

To make a long story short, Mary, my postal carrier was 40 years old, a widow and financially well off from her deceased husband's insurance. Mary had great credit, no debt and her modest house was paid for.  She had worked for the postal service for 20 years and had no children.  Mary lived alone and didn't appear to have boyfriend. Her closest living relative was her foster mother living in another state. Mary could retire with full pension in five years if she didn't get caught and prosecuted.  Even if she managed to get off without prison time, her legal fees would ruin her financially.

Mary was about 6 foot tall with a slim willowy build. As near as I could tell through her loose uniform she had small breasts and a tight compact ass.

Mary has light brown hair that she always had pulled back and hidden underneath her uniform cap. It appeared to be braided, although I didn't know how long her braid was because of the cap. She had green eyes and somewhat to heavy eyebrows.

A week before Christmas I gave her sealed red envelope. I told her it was a Christmas tip with many more tips to come. The envelope contained a card with her pictures in it.

The following Monday evening, Mary appeared at my front door and asked if we could talk.  I invited her in and asked her to sit down at the kitchen table.

She took off her winter coat and knit hat and sat down.  She was wearing a red sweater, faded blue jeans and pink moon boots.  She wasn't wearing any makeup.

Mary's hair was braided in a single braid down her back that reached almost to the bottom of her pert ass.  The braid was very thick almost to the end were it tapered off almost to a point the last six inches. Looking at her, I wondered what she would look like with bangs. I also realized that I was correct about her having small breasts and a small tight ass.

Before she could speak, I slammed my hand down on the table. I told her to keep quiet and hear what I had to say.  I informed her that I had enough evidence to get her fired as well as a sentence in Federal Prison. I told her that I was not interested in hearing about her reasons or excuses. I told her that I would keep my mouth shut and destroy the evidence only if I had her cooperation.

I then laid out the ground rules. In this envelope, I have written down what I want from you for me to keep quiet.

Take it home with you and read the contents over the weekend. Everything is spelled out. If you agree, and you really don't have a choice, you can walk away from this with a clean slate. You will have to trust me to keep my word. I want 7 months of your time. Or if you like you can take your chances with the authorities. It is your choice 7 years or 7 months.

Be a smart girl, I'll see you Monday, 6:00PM sharp.

The following Monday at the agreed time, a subdued Mary appeared at my doorstep. I let her in and locked the door behind her.  Per my instructions, she had styled her long hair in a braided bun. Mary was wearing a newly purchased knee length winter coat. When she removed it, she was wearing a nice dress but no bra or panties underneath.  I pointed to a corner of the room and told her to stand there facing the wall with her hands crossed behind her back.

While she was standing there, I handcuffed her wrists together and had her step out of her shoes.  I roughly cut her dress off with upholstery scissors warning her gruffly to keep facing the wall. I made her stand there naked for about an hour. I fondled her breasts and rubbed her ass.  I played with her pussy, whispering what I was going to do to her.  I removed the pins from Mary's bun and let her braid drop down between her ass cheeks.

I cut six inches or so off the bottom of her braid with the upholstery shears making it the same thickness it's entire length.  I then sat in my leather chair and made Mary give me head while I undid her braid and played with her now loose ponytail. I warned her to swallow it all or I would cut all her hair off. After I came, I removed the handcuffs and had her take her hair out of the ponytail. Mary's hair now fell long and loose to the top of her ass. It was very beautiful. It was mine to do with what I liked for the next 7 months.

Mary spent the night and I had my way with her, with and without the handcuffs.  In the morning I sent her home for the Christmas Holiday. She was to return on Dec 31st. at our appointed time. Mary left minus her ruined dress and her cut of braid. She however did leave with new written instructions, which she could open only when she got home and only after I telephoned her with permission. Mary arrived on the 31st. right on time.  When she removed her coat, I was pleased to see she was wearing a short tight strapless black dress. Mary was wearing her hair loose down her back.  It was blunt cut all one length and about four inches shorter. I was also pleased to see that she now had eyebrow length blunt bangs that set off her green eyes.  She looked cute in bangs.

I had her slowly undress in front of me. When she was naked, I took her upstairs to the bathroom and had her sit on the vanity by the sink with her legs spread apart. I used electric clippers and buzzed all the hair from her pussy. I lathered the remaining stubble and shaved her pussy bald and smooth like a little girls. I finished up with some cold baby oil chilling along with champagne in an ice bucket.  I then made her fix her hair in twin pigtails to complement her new bangs. Mary gave me head in the bathroom while I played with her pigtails. It seemed to me that she was getting better at it.

Mary looked much younger with bangs and pigtails. I had her change into her black dress and took her out to dinner and dancing. Mary's hair remained in pigtails the whole evening, black dress and all. She received some interesting looks. Afterwards it was back home for champagne and more sex.  Mary left the next day with written instructions to keep three appointments that I had made for her and to bring her checkbook to pay for them all. As usual, she must wait for a separate phone call for each set of instructions.

On Saturday, Mary was a half hour late. She had just come from the beauty salon and she looked hot. Mary's hair was now a rich red auburn.  It was curled in beautiful large spiral curls that fell to the bottom of her shoulder blades.  Mary was wearing makeup done to perfection and her eyebrows were thinned and shaped beautifully. Mary spent her money well for me.

I made her strip for me and then looked her over thoroughly.

Mary was stunning. Her pussy was still smooth and bald like a little girl, but looked a little sore and pink from the electrolysis.  It would be like that from now on and not require daily shaving. Mary also had a full body wax and aside from her head, was smooth and hairless from the neck down.

I buried my hands in all those curls while she gave me some of the best head ever, and as always she did not spill a drop. I rubbed cold baby oil on her sore pussy. I had her get dressed and had her pin her curls up. We took in a movie and dinner and back for more sex. On subsequent visits over the weeks, I made her style her long hair for me in just about every way possible. I took lots of pictures of my favorite styles with her posing in the nude for many of them.

The last two weeks of Mary's seven-month commitment was the most interesting. On the second to last, I handcuffed her again from behind the minute she walked through the door.  While she gave me head, I slowly and deliberately cut her now middle of the back length auburn hair just to the base of her neck.  This I think, more then anything else upset her.  After she was shorn of most of her locks, I sent her away with her final instructions.

Mary returned much relieved for her last visit with a short blunt pageboy with bangs. Her once long luxurious tresses were now cut just below her ears. She thought I made arrangements to have her hair cut much, much shorter. I dropped hints during our sessions about a possible pixie cut. It was still however a rich red auburn, a color that suited her well. The last and final blowjob was the best one yet. Although her hair was short, it was still thick and soft. I went down on her for the first time, driving her crazy for a change. When I was done I had Mary take a curling wand and curl her hair. Mary looked cute with a curly pageboy. I took before and after pictures for the last time.

With a rented a backhoe, I dug a trench.  We threw all of the mailbags into the trench, and all the brush I saved in clearing the road to the gravel pit; to which I added 25 gallons of diesel fuel. We sat and watched until it burned itself out. After the fire was out and the evidence completely destroyed, I filled the hole over.

After about a year, Mary was promoted to an indoor job at the Post Office waiting on customers at the front counter. I got a new Postman; my ex lost her nursing license for one year pending a review and asked to borrow some money from me or the bank was taking her car. I sent her a bus pass.

On evening I was dozing in my chair when the doorbell rang.

Mary was standing there in a long trench coat with a nervous smile on her face. I noticed that her hair had grown out from that short pageboy. It was still the same rich red auburn I liked and pulled back in a french twist. Her makeup was impeccable. Mary still had the same cute bangs framing her green eyes. She also had a red envelope and a bottle of champagne.

        I am currently 13 year-old. I am kind of skinny and short for my age, but I mature a bit earlier than most of the girls in my class. It wasn’t long ago I learn that I can make my self feel high by touching my own private parts. Girls at my age are usually curious about sex, and I do too. Every time my neighbour watches porno I would peak over my window and watch as well. Free porn, why not?

        One day after I took a shower I realize I forgot to wear a bra. Coincidently all my other bras are currently in the washing machine. Then I remembered I hung one outside for drying yesterday, so I went to get it. When I was about to take it down, a strong wind blew my bra over to my new neighbour’s house. I thought about going over to take it back, but I am very embarrassed. I tried not to wear it, but it feels very uncomfortable when my T-shirt rubbing my tits. After some mental struggle, I decided to go over to his place and ask for it back.

*Ding Dong*

        A man came answered the door, half naked.

“What is it little girl?”

“Ummm…one of my clothes flew into your house, can I have it back please?”

        My face burns like fire when I see his half naked body, but I decided I have to do what I came to do.

“O…I will go look for it for you, please come in.”

“Ummm…okay…thank you.”

        I was a girl in development, which includes my brain. I have no idea how dangerous it can be for a weak small girl like me to go into a house of a perverted man. It was like a lamb going into a wolf’s cave.

“Please wait here, I will go inside my room and look for it.”

“Thank you.”

        While he was gone, I took my chance to observer his house, and I regret doing so. His whole house is full of nude girl posters. I tried to keep my eyes on the floor, hoping he would hurry up so I can leave this place. After about 10 minute he came out of his room, holding what looks to be my bra.

“Is this what you are looking for?”

“Yes! Thank you very much!”

        He passed me my bra, but the moment I touch it I sense something slimy. I don’t know what it’s called, but after watching so many porno over my window, I have a pretty good guess what this white liquid is.

“You…you pervert!”

        I was so pissed and embarrassed it took me a while to say that.

“Hahaha, it looked pretty nice so I borrowed it for a while. Do you want me to show you how to play?” said the man with a disgusting grin, touching my shoulder at the same time.

        He is looking down below my head. Following his eyes I try to figure out what he is staring at. Just as I suspected, he was staring at my breasts. No wonder I can’t feel my breasts a while back. They were stimulated by my T-shirt rubbing against them. They were hard and looked as if they wanted to burst out of my tight T-shirt.

“You bastard! Let go of me now or I will shout!”

        Angry, embarrassed, and scared. I shout at him at a tone I don’t even know I could do. Apparently stunned by me he immediately retreated his hand.

“Yo…yo…chill girl. I was just joking…you can take your bra back.”

        Eager to leave this place, I turned my back and started walking toward the door. That was another immature mistake I made. The moment I have my back facing him he grabbed me from behind and lifted my T-shirt up to covered my face. My shout for help never went far.

         Struggling for my life, I don’t have time to protect my exposed breasts. One hand tried to push him away from me while my other one tries to uncover my face. It took him no time to grab hold of my arms. At the end they were tied behind my back. He lifted me up and carries me under his strong arm. I couldn’t see where he was taking me, but the moment I lend on something soft I knew it was his bedroom.

        Putting his weight over me to prevent me from struggling, one of his rubbed my breast while the other one lifting up my skirt and search for my private part. Sometimes his right hand will squeeze my breast, sometimes he would twist them. His left hand was never stopping moving. He would rub against my private part over my panty. Sometimes hard, sometimes fast. Although I so these things when I masturbate, it was never so intense and my fingers was not as rough as his. Soon my beg for mercy turned into pointless moaning. My sound seems to get him high for he would even speed up his motions. I tried not to make any sound, but the stimulation was too great I can’t control my self.

        After a while he got off me and uncovered my face. Exhausted I breathed hard to regain my breath, but soon my month was covered up by my own panty. He kept my shirt over my breasts. Then, he strikes again. This time he attacks my breast with his hand and mouth. Sucking one of my breasts while his hand tickles my other tits. Keeping my whole breast in his mouth he would lick on my tits with his wet tongue, while his hand would push and pull my other tit in and out. It was my first time being treated this way. The strong sense struck me over and over again; it was beyond the description of word. Soon I can sense my private part getting wet, but it seems like I am not the only one who has noticed it.

“Getting watery aren’t we? I told you this game is fun. Time for schooling little girl.”

        He separated my legs by force and places his head between my legs.

“This here where I am rubbing now is called labia. It feels great doesn’t it? I can tell from you moan. Now if I open your labia like a door, it will reveal the clit. This part where I am squeezing now…Wow, you are twitching. Feels great huh? Now, where my index finger about to enter is called…the cunt!”

        Finishing that he suddenly thrust his finger into my cunt, I tried not to listen to his filthy words, but the vocabularies seems to be burning into my brain. Going in and out with his finger my clit was never left alone. He sucks on it like some kind of candy, and sometimes he would squeeze them a little with his lips. Mixed with the humiliation was a pleasure feeling that I never felt before. When I was about to come to my climax, everything stopped. I looked at him in doubt. Don’t know when he stripped himself completely naked. I looked down between his legs in disbelieve. His private part was huge. Thinking that he was going to insert that thing into me frightens me. How is it possible for such a monster to go into my small cunt?

“This thing you see now is called a penis. Its gonna take you and me to heaven together, but this is not the first time you see it isn’t it?”

        What could he possibly mean? Does that mean he knew I was watching over him all this time when he watches porno?

        He grabbed both of my feet, and separated my legs wide. My attempt to close them doesn’t seem to have any effect at all. Shaking my head wildly, stupidly thinking it can stop everything. Slowly his penis enters me. My cunt felt like as if it was going to be tear apart. Slowly, but definitely moving, his penis gone deeper and deeper into me, until I can feel it hitting the end. Then he start going in and out of me, and speeded up gradually.

“Ah…ah…mmm….ah….” moaning was the only response I can do, he removed my panty a while ago because he wanted to hear my voice of defeat.

        I can feel my whole cunt being filled up. It feels satisfying somehow. After about 20 ~30 strikes, he let go of my legs, and throw his whole body on me. The move brings me a whole new experience. Suddenly he kissed me, and his tongue invade my mouth. It feels pretty disgusting because his slimy tongue chased mine around my mouth like a live being, but it somehow brings even more pleasure to me.

        He suddenly stopped all his movement. He told me he want to savage the moment, then he lifted me up over his head. Placed me over his shoulder I was sitting him his shoulder with his mouth facing my private part. His tongue thrust into my cunt like a worm and starts feeling around.

“Ha…no…stop it please…I can’t take it anymore….” Once again I begged for mercy, no reply.

        His short beard stink my labia and clit while he sucks on my cunt, tongue inside. Throwing my back against the wall he secures my body in its position, then both his hand reach up to my breasts. He twisted, pulled, pushed, and squeezed. Both my breasts and my private part sent strong signals to my brain. I felt as if the body does not belong to me anymore.

        After a while he lowers me, but still keeping me in mid-air. Once again he thrust his penis into me. With both my arms still bounded behind me, all I have to keep my self in balance was the wall. Slowly he would draw his penis out, but before exiting he will thrust it in very hard.

“O yes…I am coming soon.”

        Suddenly he sped up. In and out his penis moved in great speed.

“Ahh! Ah! No! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

        Together we came to our climax. He continued to fuck me until his penis became small again, he then throw me on the bed. Breathing hard for oxygen, I lay on the bed-totally exhausted.

“It was great isn’t it? Let’s have another round after I recover. But I am surprised that you are not a virgin anymore. So you are a little slut after all, heh heh heh.”

       He drew back my bad memory about how I lost my virginity, but that incident seems to prepare me for this nightmare, so I don't have to suffer that much this time.  I was sure I will die if he does it again, but suddenly I heard a sweet voice coming from over my house.

“Sis, sis where are you?”

        It was my sister! I am finally going to be saved! But my mouth was soon covered up. I looked his face I can see him grinning at me.

“So that is you sister who goes to high school ai? I always wanted to play with her. Shall we invite her over and join our party? I knew your parents were gone for the month. We are gonna have a lot of fun together.”

        Finishing his sentence he left the room, leaving me lying on the bed, stunned. I tried to shout but my mouth was covered up. My hands are useless because they are still bounded behind me. I tried to move my body and legs seems to be paralyzed by exhaustion. All I can do is to await the terrible fate that awaits me and my sister.

The End, if you enjoyed it, pleases reply. I might write part two.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

            April headed downstairs, her well-groomed white-gloved hand skimming along the length of the rail until she found herself at the first story of the tavern.  There she saw Bruce behind the bar, staring right at her, as if he had been expecting her the entire time.  He was dressed in a tux, and stood next to a man in a long black robe.  Bruce had an obvious hard-on accompanying his lustful grin, and when the robed man caught glimpse of April, he too developed a hard-on.

            She looked stunning.  Her vibrant skin was highlighted by the vague sheathing of her body.  She wore a stretchy lace and fishnet soft cup bustier, which was pulled taut by the white clips that also held up her soft white stockings.  She toyed at her long, loosely curled blond tresses, which framed her delicately veiled face and fell to the waistband of her white thong.

            “Well, my beautiful bride, this was the best I could do on such short notice.  You look so sexy, dressed up for me.”

            She turned slightly red, noticing her well-curved body was on display for not only Bruce, but also a minister.

            She warily approached them, both of the men hungrily eying her as her breasts bounced slightly with each movement.

            “Well, April, you have made both of our cocks so hard with your wonderful tits and your shapely body.  You won’t have to fuck both of us today, but you will be fucked.  Let’s hurry this up so that we can consummate our marriage.”

            She stood beside Bruce, who did not lovingly take her hand, but hooked his hand inside of her waistband and cupped his hand over the nearest globe of her ass.

            “Can we hurry this, please, Michael?”

            The minister nodded and flipped through the small book he held in his hand before just putting it down on the bar to his side.  “Would you just like to take your vows?”

            Bruce nodded, then looked to April.  “I, Bruce, take thee, April, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to keep for my pleasure, for as long as we both shall live.”

            He had fed her the vows he wanted her to speak the night before, and had instructed her to memorize them.  A tear trickled down her cheek as she fought with herself, not wanting to speak the boorish words he wished her to speak, knowing she had no choice.

            “I, April, take thee, Bruce, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to pleasure your cock, to bathe myself in and consume your cum, to service your every whim, to, err…”

            She hesitated, eliciting a glare from Bruce, who painfully squeezed her ass to inspire her to continue.

            “To present my body in a whorish fashion, to allow full access to the entirety of my flesh and the depths of my orifices for penetration or any other treatment which you may require, to always ensure that you blow your load, even at the expense of my own pleasure, for as long as we both shall live.”

            The minister smiled evilly, his erection very obviously twitching underneath the robe.

            “By the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife, yadda yadda.  Now, go on, love birds, and I shall be on my way.”  He extended his hand to Bruce.  “She’s a hot one.  You’re a lucky son of a bitch.”

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            Bruce laid April down onto his bed, lavishly covered with black satin, and removed the jacket of his tuxedo, shoes, and socks, tossing them to the side.  The sound of the thump of the shoes against the wall caused her to look over to the side, then she spotted a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice on the bedside table, along with two champagne flutes, a corkscrew, and an unlabeled bottle.

            Bruce started unbuttoning his shirt, then removed it after loosening his bowtie, shucking those to the side, as well, then rapidly removed his cummerbund, pants, and underwear.  He seemed to be in a pretty big hurry.

            April looked back to him with worry, her eyes locked on his large and hardened cock.

            “Remove your veil, baby.”  She did so, delicately placing it on the bedside table.  “Good girl.”  He crawled onto the bed, situating himself in a lying position on his side, putting his hand on her stomach.  “I know you’ve already lost your virginity, but I thought you could still wear white because you haven’t yet lost your anal virginity.”

            Her eyes grew wide and she took a deep, fearful breath, which made him laugh.  “You vowed, baby.  Every orifice I wish to lavish attention on.”  His hand traveled down her stomach and onto her mons, then over to her hip where he unclipped one of the bands that connected her bustier to her stockings.  He then did the other one, and resituated himself so that he could remove the delicate leggings.  “Don’t worry.  I’ll give your hungry pussy attention, too.  I bet you’re already wet, aren’t you, whore?”

            “Please, I don’t want to do this.”  Her big blue eyes looked up at him pleadingly.

            “You’ll love it, baby.  And it’s not like it really matters, because you also vowed to make me cum at the expense of your own pleasure.”  He straddled her, lifting up her bustier, motioning for her to sit up briefly so he could remove it.  Once it was removed, his hands came to her breasts, softly cupping the mounds and moving them in circles.  His eyes closed against the pleasure he got just from enjoying her tits.  “Mmmm.”

            His already steel cock stiffened and lengthened even more as it rested against her stomach.  “Ohhh, yeahhh.”  His fingers zeroed in on their pink targets, painfully pinching April’s delicate nipples, making her close her eyes and arc her back as she moaned in pain.

            “Alright, baby, let’s get these silly panties off,” he spoke, almost in a whisper.  He moved off of her and reached under the small of her back, easing her lower body up as he peeled the g-string from her body, displaying her bare pussy.

            She began trembling, naked save for the gloves on her hands.  “How about some champagne?”  He knew April was a booze hound, so he wasn’t surprised that once he uncorked the bottle and poured their two glasses, she immediately downed her own and half of the bottle.  “That’s okay.  You’re loose when you’re drunk.”

            She whimpered softly at the humiliating words he spoke, then put the bottle back on the table.

            He watched her in her nude state as he patiently sipped down a few glasses of the alcohol, leaving about a fourth of the bottle left.  He held it up and swirled it a bit to gauge the level left.  “Perfect.”  He turned his visual attention to her again.  “Now, slut, I need you to scoot to the bottom of the bed.”  She hesitated, but did so, not wanting to incur any punishments, at least not on the first day of being a slave.  She was buzzed, no doubt, and, as he had said, much more willing to fuck.

            He got off the bed with the bottle of champagne in hand and moved to the foot of the bed.  “Now, lift up your hips and spread your legs.”  She lifted her pelvis off the bed, bracing her feet on the edge, spread as far as she could in her position.  He smiled softly, reaching forward to swipe his index finger along the length of her pussy slit.  He swiftly found her clit and gently circled it, watching her sway her hips back and forth with a pleasured moan.  “That’s it, whore.”  He moved the bottle neck to her opening and quickly shoved it in, releasing her clit and circling her hips in his arm so he could angle her and let the sizzling liquid seep into her cunt. 

She yelped and whimpered in protest.  It was cold, the feeling of being filled with liquid unexpectedly was uncomfortable, and she protested by squeezing her vaginal walls, and the liquid spilled out, coursing down her ass cheeks and into her ass crack.  “You fucking drunk bitch.”  He smirked.  “You love your fucking drink, don’t you, bitch?  And you love your fucking cunt filled.”

Having gotten used to the feeling, and actually enjoying it, April used one of her arms to hold her legs up, closing them, but spreading the plane of her pussy so Bruce could teasingly pump the bottle neck in and out of her pussy.  “There we go.”

“Mmmm,” she moaned, her eyes shut lightly as her head nuzzled into the plush of the bed.

Bruce lightly slapped at her thighs, and she let them down and splayed them to the side.  He sped up the penetrations into her dripping twat and reached up with his free hand to play with her tits.  “Oh, yeah.”

She whimpered softly, putting her newly freed hand up near her head, baring her body for his pleasure.

When he noticed her pleasure mounting, he let the bottle slip out of her pussy and across her perineum, venturing into the crinkle of her ass.  He stopped playing with her tits so he could restrain her should she try to get away. 

She yelped, her eyes flying wide open.  “Please don’t!”

“Shut up, bitch.  If you’re going to beg at all, it better be for me to use you.”

She shut up, not wanting to egg him on, but she still looked conflicted.  He wasn’t moving the bottle, but he could at any moment.  Her ass muscles were tightening to try to expel it, but he held it in firmly.  “Actually, I like the thought of your begging.  So, whore, go ahead.  Beg me to fuck you.”

“Please, fuck me, Bruce.”  She was monotonous.

He violently pumped the bottle in her ass several times, then quickly moved it back to her pussy, where he slowly and torturously began pumping her again.  “Say it like you mean it, whore.  You want to cum?”

Now that the bottle was back in her cunt, she enjoyed the feelings again.  The slow, deliberate movements helped her to start mounting her arousal again.  She spoke with renewed fervor.  “Please!  Oh, yes, please fuck me.  Fuck my pussy with the fucking bottle.”

“There we go,” he cooed.  “There you go, baby.”  She started moving her body against the neck of the bottle with a groan, pushing it deeper.  “That’s it.”

Bruce made a few very deep penetrations into her cunt.  “If you want to cum, you have to keep begging, slut.”

“Please, can I cum?”  Her breathing was deepening and speeding up.

“What do you call me?”

“Please, master, can I cum?”  She whimpered softly when he sped up the fucking of her pussy.

“What do you want me to do after you cum, baby?”

She groaned softly, “I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do, bitch.”  He pushed the bottle deep, not moving it.  “You have to beg me.”

“Please, after I cum, can you fuck me in the ass?”  She went red with embarrassment, hoping she had chosen adequate words.

“Of course, baby.”  He started the pumping again.  “And you may cum.”  He sped it up, feeling resistance as her pussy muscles started squeezing back in pleasure.

“Mmmm, ahhhhh,” she moaned, rocking her hips back and forth to help get the bottle deeper.

“Oh, yes, baby,” he groaned, feeling the immense strain in his cock as she fucked the bottle.

“Oh, yeah!” she responded, clutching the bed as he continued to fuck her.

“Yeah, baby,” he cooed, pleased with her performance.

“Mmmm, ohhh yeahhhh!” she called as she came, her muscles clenching tightly onto the bottle.  “Fuck yeah,” she gasped as she slumped back against the bed.

“Mmmmm,” Bruce murmured as he slowly twisted the bottle and pulled it from her cunt.  “Oh, yeah, whore.  What a good girl you are.”  He patted her pussy with pride in his little slut, and she jumped slightly after the intensity of her orgasm.  “Did you like that, whore?”

She whimpered softly in humiliation.  “Yes, master.”

“You ready to get assfucked, slut?”

She groaned softly, “I’m scared, master.”  She bit down on her lip.

“Don’t be scared, baby.  It’s just a cock up your tight little ass.”

“But your cock is so big, master.”  She thought he might like to hear that.

She was right.  His chest swelled with pride and he stroked the length of his large dick a few times.  “I know, baby, and you’re so tight, but we have to do it.  You’re my wife, and you’ve already lost your oral and pussy virginities.  Don’t you want to give your master your anal virginity?”

“Yes, master,” she lied.  “What do I have to do?”

He snaked his hand forward and gave her clit a sharp pinch, making her yelp.  “I need you to get on your hands and knees in the center of the bed.  Since it’s your first time, I promise I won’t hurt you too badly.”

He brought the bottle back over to the bedside table, placing it down, picking up the bottle of oil and mounting the bed.  April had obediently gotten into the position he required of her.

He flipped open the tube of oil and drizzled it onto the crack of her ass, letting it ooze downward, then he rubbed his index finger along the crack, hooking the tip into her asshole.  She groaned in discomfort.

“Oh, yeah,” Bruce said, slipping his finger in all the way.  “Can you tighten on my finger, baby?”  She bore down, increasing the pressure on his finger.  “Oh, yeahhhhhhh,” he responded.  He watched her ass prettily constrict and relax around his finger rhythmically, rubbing one of her ass cheeks to display his pleasure.  “Look at that.  What a dirty little whore.”

April was clenching her teeth, gritting them against the penetrative discomfort in her asshole, merely performing to prevent any sort of punishment from being laid down upon her.  She slammed her head into the bed as she felt a second finger pop into her ass.

“You’re such a good girl.”

“Fuck my ass, please.”  She sounded meek.

“Oh, yeah!” he grinned, pleased to see her going above and beyond what he asked of her.  He wiggled the fingers, then started forcefully moving them from side to side, loosening her.  He then started moving them more quickly, shaking them violently, causing her to arc her back in pain and let out a scream.  “Yeah, baby!”  He pulled them out suddenly, getting up behind her and mounting her.

He slid his raging hard-on into her ass slowly, feeling her jerking and barking in pain.  He used one hand to hold himself up on the bed, leaving the other one free to soothingly stroke along April’s tummy.  “It’s okay, baby.  You’re being very good.  You’re being a very good slut.”

“It hurts, master,” she whined as he continued to slide into her, her body trembling as he was fully in her.

“I know, cunt,” he said, slowly working his dick up and down into her hole, continuing to rub along her stomach.  “It has to be done.”

He pumped a few times, then pushed deep inside of her, relishing in the sounds of her pain.  “Now push it.”  She bore down on his dick, massaging the length of his shaft, making him moan, his eyes squinting shut.  “Yeah, that’s it.”

He pulled out of her, moving his hands to her ass cheeks, pushing down on them to spread them apart and show her gaping hole.  “You want some cock?”

“Uh-huh,” she whimpered, relieved that her ass was empty.

“Say it, bitch.”

“I want your cock up my ass.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes, please!  Fuck my ass!”

He instructed her to fold one of her arms behind her back.  He pressed down on it, slamming his dick into her ass again.  He pumped her roughly, eventually releasing her arm to grip onto her ass cheeks.  She gained traction by dropping her arm down and gripping onto the bed.

Bruce reached underneath her with both arms, ceasing his pumping so he could flip them over.  He lay down, situating her on top, her feet on his thighs and her hands by his sides.  “Ride my cock.”

She began moving along his dick, aided by his hands propped against her back.  She was whimpering and moaning with pain.  “It’s okay,” he cooed, not really consoling her at all.

He started roughly pounding up into her, yelling louder than she, “I wanna fuck that ass, baby!”

Unsettled by the rough fucking, April’s arms gave way and she fell back against Bruce’s chest.  He continued to fuck her, but slightly gentler, one hand moving down to gently grasp an ass cheek, the other moving to a gyrating breast.  When he squeezed it, April moaned in pleasure, her ass massaging his cock inside of her.  He groaned, throwing his head back, eyes shut.  “Yeah.  Ohhhh, yessss.”

“Ohhh, god,” moaned April, also closing her eyes, surprised to actually feel an oncoming orgasm creeping up on her.

“Yes, baby,” moaned Bruce, lengthening his strokes.

“Oh, yeahhhh,” she responded as she began to shake.

“Oh, fuck yeah!” he cried, quickening his pace as he felt his load loosening in his balls.

“Fuck me!”

“Yeah, baby!”

She started crying out in staccato bursts, letting out a final scream as she came on top of him, clamping down on his dick.  This caused him to swiftly follow with his own orgasm.

“Fuck yeah!” he called as he blew his load into her ass, pounding several times before his dick was limp in her ass.

“What do you say, bitch?”

“Thank you, master.”  She gasped to catch her breath.  “Thank you for fucking my ass.”

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."

as tony rings the doorbell erica answers it in a short jean skirt and a tight tank top. tony is getting aroused just by seeing her in that. erica tells tony that they are going to her room to watch tv. tony then follows erica to her room and when he shurts the door he locks it with out her noticing.

he then takes erica by the arms and goes in for a kiss his tounge ventures around her mouth searching every crevest. she then pushes him away saying"what the hell are you doing"

"what ive wanted to do for so long" tony then pushes erica to her bed and brings out handcuffs he had and cuffs her to the bed post.

she starts to scream but tony pulls panties out of her draw and stuffs them in her mouth.

"alright bitch we can do things an easy way or we can do them the hard way"

"what are you going to do to me" erica says from her mouth filled with panties

just have sex with you"

tony then starts to feel up ericas body from head to toe then starts to take off her shirt. that reveals a nice black lace bra she is wearing. tony snaps the bra off and takes a gander at ericas glissining tities. he then cups them in his hand twisitng them around. tony thus begins to suck on ach of them at a time. erica is screaming but cant make a noise with her mouth full.

tony starts to unbutton erica pants and sees a matching black lace thong. tony then strips naked and unveals his 7 inch cock erica screams at the notion. tony then licks ericas body from foot all the way to her forhead. he then demands " okay bitch your gonna suck me till i cum ight" erica shakes her head no tony slaps her "open wide you lil bitch" tony shoves his dick into ericas face she eventually opens her mouth and takes it intony then thrust powerfuly into her throat as she gags and starts to cry and she can do nothing about this. erica gags multiple times as she takes in his large dick. "im about to blow baby" this ones going all over your tits" tony pulls out and blows his load all over her face hair and tits.

while erica is still crying tony moves down to fuck her cunt. since erica is a virgin her cunt is really tight. either way tony forces his cock into her cunt as she screams from the pain. after a few minutes tony realizes erica is getting wet and must be enjoying this so he goes in and out faster and faster as erica moans so hard and she finally cant take it anymore and has her first orgasm. tony then a couple minutes after blows his load all over her body again.

"now i hope you enojoyed this little date and if you tell ANYONE about this i swear ill fucking kill you"

erica nods is agreement and tony starts to get dressed and takes off erica handcuffs and tony walks out of her house a happy man

                         THE END

As I undid the lock on the door it flew back in my face and there was a guy forcing his way in. It took me completely by surprise and he had a knife in his hand. He said shut up or get cut. I was completely shocked and confused as he forced me back into the cubicle. He had the knife up near my throat and locked the door to the cubicle.

While he held the knife at my throat he undid his belt and let his pants fall to the floor. He had no underpants and his cock was hard and long.

I just saw you jacking off so you know what I want he said. Look at the mess on the floor. I should make you lick it up………. Sit - he said and I sat on the toilet..

Suck it ………and don’t make a noise.

I had never sucked a guys cock before and I was not keen to suck his. But the knife at my throat seemd to tell me to do it.  As I leaned forward to take his cock in my mouth he put the blade at the back of my neck so if I pulled back it would stab me in the neck.

I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck it and do what I had seen women do in porn movies.

Aaaahhhhhh he said I need that- and he sort of relaxed a bit as I continued to suck him and he began getting pleasure or relief from me doing it to him.

I was doing it for a few minutes and he said you are doing it well, but remember one false move and you are dead.

I continued to suck and stroke him as he told me to do and use my other hand to hold his balls and fondle them. He went for another couple of minutes then I could feel from the movement of his hips he was getting close to cumming and he was going to do it in my mouth.

I had never tasted cum before let alone have a guy cum in my mouth. I went to pull back and he said no way- you will take it all sonny and with that he started to cum and I could feel the warm semen in my mouth as it spurted from the end of his cock. I swallowed and got my first taste of cum. He continued to fuck my mouth and I kept swallowing everything he ejaculated. Then he put his hand on his cock and milked the rest of the cum out of it and only then did he take it out of my mouth. I had this strange taste now of his cum in my mouth which was sort of salty or like vinegar.

Then he said pull my pants up, and I did what he said and he put the knife away and did up his belt. I sat there terrified to move.

Don’t move for 5 minutes he said or I will get you with the blade.

I didn’t.

He left me alone and I sat there shivering with fright and the taste of his cum in my mouth.

After a few minutes I left the toilet and when I got outside there was not a sign of him. I thought I would stay in the open for a while but the game ended and there were people everywhere.

I went home thinking I had been orally raped but there was nothing I could do really. I had sucked a man off and drank his cum – a complete stranger but I was alive to tell the tale or better still NOT tell the tale.

I just hoped he was not HIV and I considered whether or not I should get tested. I thought no I would not put myself through that humiliation – it would be worse than sucking another guys cock. Girls did it hundreds of times a day, I did it once. I am alive to tell the story and I said if I had to do it again I would – it wasn’t that bad really, and my second time would be better I am sure …………..And it was……… and the many times afterwards. I became quite a competent cock sucker after that and had no problems finding willing partners who often returned the favour.

They left and went back to Jasons place. When they got there his attitude changed, he was puting his plan in to action. Once inside he pushed her on to his bed. She thought it was a joke, was not. He said "Ive always wanted to fuck you, and now I'm going to." She begged him not, but there was no stopping him.Â

With one hand he ripped her shirt, and got a nice look at her pink bra. He was loveing the powertrip he was on. "I love your tits." he said she said nothing she started to cry. He pulled her bra off and started to suck on her nipples. Beth was crying in total shock that some one she was friends with would be doing this to her.

He got up and looked at her laying there topless, "Now lets see that pussy." he said Again she begged him to stop, but he did not listen. He undid her pants and pulled them off. He then ripped off her thong and threw it to the floor. He looked at her trimed up landing strip just above her pussy, and smiled. Jason was as hard as he had ever been. He took off his pants and boxers. Out sprung his 7in cock.

He put it up to her mouth and told her to kiss it, with a little help from him she did. "Now I get what I have always wanted." he said. He turned her over, put her ass in the air. Then he slamed his dick in to her pussy. He fucked her hard and fast, he could feel her pussy starting to contract around his dick, he loved how it felt. He could feel his cock getting ready to explode, "I'm going to fill you up you little cock tease." he said. and with that he let his load go inside of her. He pulled out looked down at her naked ass cum flowing out of her pussy, he was happy with what he did. He told her to shower, then took her home.Â

It was a dream come true for him, but a nitemare for her.