He offers me the same looks. In my early 20’s, I’ve got long brown hair, green eyes and a great figure. My tits are large, not overpowering that it’s all men look at. I’ve got a nice round ass that’s firm from working out, but believe in having curves to bring the men to their knees.

 

Sneaking a peek at the mailboxes, I learn that his name is Jack and I start to say hi to him in the mornings, greeting him by his name. Seems he picked up on my trick and started to use my name as well. His girlfriend, though, I have yet to learn her name. Anytime I pass her in the hallway, I get dirty looks from her. I just smile and keep walking by. Maybe Jack’s used my name more than once.  But last week, I learned just how you should get to know your neighbours before you start to get too friendly.

 

I was in the basement of the building, secluded away from one of the two units there, back behind the storage rooms. I hate doing laundry because it’s a bitch to work up the nerve to go into the back rooms late at night and living on the top floor. So last Thursday I grabbed my laundry and a good book to settle in to the laundry room. I was the only one using the facilities, which suited me just fine. The book I was reading was pretty hot and the embarrassment of being turned on and discovered by some of the older people in the building would have been the end of me.

 

I sat up on the spare washing machine while my first load went in. I was pretty engrossed in my book, the sex being so hot that I had to risk just a brush of my fingers against my nipples. I was wearing a small t-shirt and jeans, nothing underneath. Hey, it was laundry day.  I pinched the right nipple, feeling it poke against the t-shirt fabric and a twitching in my jeans as my pussy moved slowly against the rough denim fabric. I was trying to be discrete as I rubbed my hand over to my other tit to give the nipple there the same attention when I heard the sound of a throat clearing. I looked up to see Jack holding his laundry bag, looking at me.

 

My face was so red. I jumped down from the washing machine, taking my book with me and headed out of the room, hearing Jack chuckling behind me. I didn’t think that I could face him again. I stayed locked in my apartment until I knew that the wash would be done and it would be time to start up the second load.

 

I checked the hallway and then ran down the stairs and back into the laundry room. Thankfully there was no sign of Jack. I changed the wash and started up the other load, thinking it was safe for a bit since he’d put his first load in after me. I leaned up against the second washing machine where his clothes were and busied myself looking at the wall, the floor…anything to keep my mind off of the embarrassment. When my first load of clothes were done, I started to pile them into the laundry basket, taking them over to the table to fold. I was busy sorting out my thongs from my socks when I heard footsteps.

 

“Well, looks like you’re going to finish your laundry after all,” Jack said when he stepped into the room. I looked down and blushed, fumbling now with my clothes. “Oh, don’t worry about it, everyone gets a little turned on. It’s just natural.” I can feel his breath on my neck with those words and I turn around to see him standing behind me.

 

“I’m sorry,” I say, trying to move aside. He moves with me.

 

“Don’t be sorry. But we can’t have you doing that for just anyone.” His voice is deeper, rougher and he steps to close in that small gap that was between us. He’s much taller than I am and I can feel his stiff cock rubbing against my hip. “Now, unless you want me to go to the office and tell them what you’ve been doing in here, I suggest you play along with me.”

 

I’d probably get in trouble if he insinuated I was doing more than just an innocent rub. How could I explain to my family why I was kicked out of the building and needed a place to stay? I nodded, his presence and threat hanging over me, but also just feeling a need to be near this guy. He liked younger women and I very much wanted to see what he had to offer. This just wasn't the way I had ever thought it would happen.

 

Jack reached behind me into my basket, taking out one of my red thongs as he stepped back. “Take off your pants…now,” he commanded. It was late at night and no one else seemed to be around. I could do this, almost safely. Then again, I also thought I was okay reading my book down there. But that look in Jack’s eyes gave me no time to argue. I unbuttoned my jeans, slipping them down my hips. I pushed them off of my feet, now naked from the waist down.

 

“Little slut. Seems like you wanted to be found like this.” Jack reached down and rubbed a finger along my shaved mound, pinching the skin. I winced and stepped back. He took my thong and wrapped the crotch of it over his fingers. “Spread them. Now.”

 

I looked up at him, fear in my eyes. The situation was tense and not how I had ever imagined being when I lay at night masturbating to thoughts of him. What scared me, though, was that he was going to find out about the wet pool of pussy juice that was pooling in my slit. “Do it,” he ordered again and I quickly opened them up feeling the drops of juice bead and slide slowly down my lips.

 

Jack’s covered fingers moved in between my legs rubbing over my clit and lips, the material quickly soaking through. “Looks like you wanted this even more,” he said, rubbing faster and pushing his fingers deeper into me. I moaned feeling his hand move roughly into me, playing over my swollen clit. It throbbed against his touch and made my knees quiver.

“Please don’t stop,” I moaned, so close to cumming. But he wasn’t in a mood to care about what I wanted. He pulled his hand out of me, the material soaked covered in my pussy. He waved the thong in front of me and I could smell my desire for him. Jack took the thong and put it to his lips, his tongue coming out and licking at the material. He sucked at my pussy juices his tongue rubbing against it.

 

Seeing that made me even hornier, wanting, no…needing, to be fucked by Jack. My hands moved up to cup my tits through my t-shirt, pulling and twisting on my nipples while he lapped up all of my juices. Jack made a grunting sound, the look on his face showing that he enjoyed the taste of my pussy. His eyes were dark and leering at me, but his mouth was fixated on tasting me.

When he was done the material was still soaked, though this time with his own saliva. He thrust them out to me and I took them. “Put them on you little slut. I’m not going to give you any more than that just yet. But for now, that’s the closest you’re going to get with my mouth on your slutty cunt.”

 

I quickly pulled them on, pulling them tight up between my ass crack and my cunt so that the material spread my puffy pussy lips. The elastic and material was threaded in my pussy, rubbing up against my cunt. I got a thrill just thinking that his mouth had been there, lapping at my pussy juices. And now his wet tongue was deep inside of me, the wetness of it spread along my pussy.

 

“Next time I find you, you’re going to show me just how much of a cunt you really are.” Jack grabbed his things and walked out of the room, my eyes focused on his retreating back. I had to wonder just what went on behind the closed doors of his apartment with that girl half his age, my age. And I really wanted to know.

 

I leaned up against the washing machine as it began its spin cycle, spreading my legs and hoisting myself up so that the corner of it shook against my pussy until I came, screaming with pleasure. This time, I didn’t care who would find me. Maybe there were more neighbours like Jack that I needed to meet.

It was late at night and we are sitting on some broken down benches in the park or what ever else we could find. Me I sat on a tire someone threw away. We were smoking, drinking beer and bull shitting as always. We began to talk about , our jobs and family and as always talk turn to sex.

Dean bragged about the latest girl he fucked. I was surprised because he had a wife at home and they were expecting their third kid. Apparently they didn’t have a happy marriage. He said he had a few girls on the side who would give him what his wife was not willing to do. Then, Jim started with his latest.

I was surprise by the look on Jims face as he told the story. He was admitting how he took a liking to this blonde girl in his science class  at the local college who would rub up against him every now and again. So he asked her out only to be turned down. Jim took it upon himself to teach her a lesson. He bragged about how he stood next to the bathroom door smoking a cigarette every day. When she was alone, he grabbed her and took her into the men’s bathroom to a privet stall. There he fucked her. He told us how she screamed at first and putt up a fight only to be begging for his cock before it was over. As he told his story, my cock stirred just picturing it in my mind.

Then Dean told his story of how not long ago he had rape his babysitter. She was a teenage girl who was babysitting for him and his wife now and again. One Saturday she was babysitting while he and his wife were at work. He came home from work early to find her there in a short dress spread out on the sofa watching TV.  

“I asked her where the children were she said that they were napping. When she got up to go to the bathroom I followed her and took her right there in on the bathroom floor.” Dean said. Then he went in to detail of how she was a virgin and how she screamed when he entered her. “Best fuck I ever had.” He added.

I was shocked to be hearing my friends admitting to rape. Me, I’ve never done anything close to that. But the thought of having someone put up a fight gave me a rush I didn’t expect. My balls tighten and I grew instantly hard.

The night grew late; with the beer gone we decided to call it a night. Me, I wasn’t tired but god I was hard. I wanted to find a release and not by a hand job either I didn’t think a cold shower would help. Seeing as there was no one at home waiting for me. I figure I call it a night and go home or maybe pick up a hooker.

Having just made our way out of the park, I saw a car stopping a few yards in front of us. The door opened and someone proceeded to get out. The first thing that caught my attention was a pair of lovely legs wearing black strap high heels sandles.

I watched as the rest of her emerged from the vehicle. Her skirt rode high up her leg as she stretched out onto the curb. My eyes followed the path up wards from her long sexy legs to her sweet thighs and round hips. She had long wavy red gold hair that hung down to her waist. It swayed back and forth as she pulled herself from the cab. She was wearing a white lace almost see threw blouse that button down the front and a black full skirt that fell just below the knee, her blouse strained against the button letting me know that young firm breasts lay hidden from my view. She watched as the car drove out of sight then truned and walked towards me.

With the help of the streetlights, I could see her more clearly, she was younger then I first thought perhaps seventeen or eighteen. I notice she had an oval shaped face with a small thin nose, lips that hinted of becoming something more in the future, yet full and red. Her eyes were the green almost the color of emerald she quickly looked away from me shifting her gaze to the sidewalk as she tried to pass by. She appeared to be in a hurry to get home.

One of my friends whistled at her but she simply ignored him, wrapping her arms more tightly around herself. She tried to conceal her breasts from our gaze. She wasn't very tall perhaps about five and half feet tall and she was thin, but not too thin. She had all the right curves in all the right places.

Knowing I didn't have anyone special in my life. Dean leaned over to me and whispered. “Here’s your chance man.” I stepped in front of her and tried to talk to her.

“Hay don’t you know it’s dangerous to walk the streets alone at night.”

“I don’t live very far.” She replied.

“Come on let me walk you home.” I offered.

“No, I rather you just leave me alone.” She appeared upset.

“Hay, that’s not a nice way to treat someone who only wants to help.”

“Well I don’t want your kind of help so just…. Leave me alone.” She hurried her steps trying to get away from me.

That’s when I got really mad and roughly grabs her left arm. She tried to pull out of my grasp, We struggled and she lost her balance. Falling onto the pavement sent her purse and sweater flying and her skirt flew up giving me a view of her creamy flesh and silky panties.

When her skirt fells back and I caught a glimpse of her white panties. I could see dark curls pressed against the thin peace of material. I could almost smell her as I stood over her. Perhaps it was fear or the musky sent of her young body, but at that moment I wanted her and I was going to have her no matter what. She quickly pulls down her skirt to cover up her exposure, looking a bit embarrassed. I don’t know what possessed me at this point but when she tried to get up I reached down and grabbing her hauling her up. Her soft body slammed against mine. Sending a wave of excitement threw me.

“Hay not so fast.” I whispered into her ear. My arm went around her; pinning her to me. My right hand cupped over her mouth from the scream I knew was coming. She was shocked by this and vigorously tried to break loose, a scream emitted from her only to be muffled by my hand. My grip pinned her arms at her side. She began clawing at me and began kicking wildly.

With most of her pressed against my hard body. She continues to struggle I could feel her nipple hardening into little pebble just beneath her shirt. My body contracted with need.

Jim reacted by grabbing her legs together to prevent her from kicking further. Dean saw what we were doing and quickly reached out to help. He grabbed her arms lifting her up. We half-dragged half-carried her  back into the center of the park.

“I know a perfect place to do this.” Dean said. He led us to a secluded place away from any one passing by. We were surrounded by trees and bushes. But a small light from a near by street lamp not far from the path we just left lit up a patch of grassy area, perfect for what we had in mind and nobody will hear her cries at this hour.

She knew what was going to happen to her. She tried her best to break free but we were too strong for her. She looked at us with fear in her eyes, thinking about what we will do to her. We dumped her onto the grass; I fell on top of her pinning her to the ground she laid on her back. My hard erection pressed against the junction of her thighs. The only thing preventing me from sticking it in her was my cock was still inside my jeans begging for releases.

Dean raised her hands above her head and pinned them on the ground. While, Jim straighten her slim legs and spread them wide. I rose up grabbing her skirt I shoved them up. In one pull, I ripped her panties off, revealing a nice young pussy covered in red golden curly hair. Wadding up her white panties in a ball I pride open her jaw and shoved it passed her lips, cutting off her screams.

Grabbing a handful of hair I pulled her face back forcing her to look at me. “Now, if you’re real quiet I’ll take this out of your mouth. But if you continue to scream I’ll be forced to beat you. Understand?”

She nodded her head as tears streamed down her face. I pulled the material out of her mouth. Her small pink tongue swept across her lips. Driven by need my mouth covered her in a brutal kiss. My tongue pushed passed her lips as I sucked and explored her velvet interior. Just thinking of taking this young body made me more excited. My hands found the opening of her blouse. With both hands I pulled her blouse open, buttons went flying everywhere. Using my knife I normally carried I cut away her skimpy bra, witch barely contain her full pale breasts. I couldn’t help my self as I looked longing at her breast. Her nipples were big and almost transparent in color.  You could barley see where her large ended and the areola began. With her breast freed, her nipples puckered. I leaned over taking one into my mouth “No…Please.” She begged

I suckled variously. I could hear the intake of her breath. I suck harder then began alternating from one sweet breast to the other licking and sucking.  A low moan escaped her lips as she arched her back giving more access to her body.

 Dean laughed and yelled. “The bitch likes it. I can’t believe she like it.”

My left hand slowly traveled down the length of her stomach till I reached her center. Curling my hand into hair I parted her lips with my finger and buried my middle finger into her pussy. A cry came from her as she lay struggled to get away from my invading hand. A low chuckle sprang from my throat, as I stared to finger her pushing it in and out. While my mouth nibbling and bit her nipples. The more I sucked and fingered her, the wetter she became.  I rose up and looked down at her. I began tugging at my pants as I freed my now rock hard cock. Her eyes watered and she begged me to stop. Her eyes round with fear. I was proud of my cock. It was big and thick.

“Please… I… am… still… a… virgin "she begged.  From the look on her face she was afraid I would rip her in half.

“Not after I’m threw with you.” I laughed.

“No…Please…Please no…Don’t do this. ..Please Stop. Please.”   She begged. Her tears flowed freely now.

At first I wanted to feel sorry for her but I had to harden my heart to her. My monster cock was hard and ready to burst. Her pussy was still quite dry but I had a solution to that.  Looking down I removed a spot of pre cum from the tip of my penis smearing it onto my finger I inserted it into her tight hole. I felt with my finger the barrier that proclaimed her innocents

“She was telling the truth.” I said. “She is a virgin.” Pride surge threw me that I would be her first. More tears were rolling down her cheeks but it only seemed to make me more determined to take her.

She tried to close her legs but Jim held them tightly apart. She shrieked as I rubbed the head of my cock back and forth across her small hole. Slowing I inserted the head of my throbbing cock, She whimper in pain as inch by inch I pushed myself in to her. I stopped just before I reach her hymen.

 “She so dam tight!” I told my friends. Beads of sweat glisten by face. With one mighty push I surged forward braking through her hymen.  I covered her mouth with mine to silence her scream.  I pulled myself out leaving only the tip in as I saw her virgin blood coat my shaft.  I rammed into her again hard and fast. She gave another scream

A feeling of enjoying raced threw me as I rape this young girl. The feeling intensified to the maximum, as I plunged in and out of her unused pussy. She was becoming wetter and wetter, as more blood flow from her. I moaned and groan as my climax began to build. I continued to rock my hips back and forth pushing in and out as I bury my shaft deep with in her as my balls slapped against her opening time and time again. It was heaven pure heaven. I felt my balls tighten my body pull and my head explode as I climaxed spilled my seed into her. She gave a sharp cry as my hot liquid flowed into her womb. I took out my flaccid cock and saw tears running down her face. She looked so timid and scared. I move away and took Deans place above her. He quickly freed his cock from his pants. He crawled between her legs and stuck his hard cock into her. With his free hands he pinched and twisted her nipples making her scream out in pain. He slapped her hard across the face to shut her up and laughed.  I could see Dean thrusting in to her. He would pull almost all the way only to drive with blinding force in to her abuse pussy. Again and again he rammed into her as he fucked her.

“I bet you’ve never had a cock in your mouth before have you?” Dean asked. Then he stopped and pulled out of her. He straddled her chest; taking his cock in hand which wasn’t as big as mine, he pushed it into her face. She fought him moving her head from side to side avoiding his hard cock.

“Hold her head for me will you” He asked me.

I pinned both hands in one of mine while I used the other to hold her head still while Dean forced her jaw open. He stuck his cock into her mouth. She gagged. We sat her up, his cock still in her mouth. I held her hands behind her back now Dean got up and slapped her hard.

“Suck bitch…I swear if you bite me… I’ll fucking kill you. Now suck!” Dean Yelled. He hit her again.   She opened her mouth in obedience at the same time he surged forward. Now with both his hand holding her head still, he fucked her mouth. She had most of it in her mouth as his balls bounce against her chin. His cock moved in and out between her lips. I could see her trying to work it sucking him as tears fell freely down her face.

“Ohhhh…..Goddddd I’m going to blow.”  Dean shouted. Holding her head still, he shot his load to the back of her throat.  She gagged and pulled away coughing. She started to throw it up. But Dean yelled

“Swallow bitch, all of it.”

He forced her mouth open again sticking his cock in her mouth he finished shooting his cum down her throat. Cum smeared all over her face. When he was done Jim took his place before her.

“No more please no more.” She cried. But we ignored her plead.

“I want her ass man. I want her to take it in the ass.” Jim said excitingly.

He sat back on knees with his cock standing strait up. It was long, longer then my cock but not as wide. Dean and I picked up the poor girl from the ground turning her on to all fours we spread her legs. She tried her best to resist but was rewarded with a slap on her ass.

I watched as the head of his dick was placed near her anus. She cried in pain as his cock went in. Dean and I held her still as he rammed in to her harder this time, as Jim thrust in. She gave a loud scream as her anus expands further. Blood was starting to drip out of her anus and down her thighs as her anus ring was badly torn. Jim pushed forward until she grew tired and collapsed on ground with her ass in the air. So we watched as Jim continued to pound into her ass. Now I was hard again from watching Him fuck her.  I got an Ideal in my head I laid on the ground. Lifting her up, I placed her on top of me. I my cock slid into her cunt as Jim fucked her in the ass. We moved in and out of her simultaneously. Her body started to shake and quiver I could feel her muscle as I worked her cunt on my shaft. A soft sound escaped her when Jim finished up and shot his cum into her ass and pulled out.  I pulled out of her and lifted her butt high in the air and force her back on all fours again. With one push I was in her swollen pussy up to the hilt. I viciously fucked her. I could see that her body was also shaking vigorously back and forth meeting me thrust for thrust. I smile to myself as I grabbed her long hair from behind and wrapped it around my hand as I plunged in and out of her. She could only moan weakly in pain. Suddenly, I started shaking and hot cum shot into her pussy. At the same time she climaxed. Her cunt continued to milk my seed from me as I pond into her until I had nothing left to give.  I collapsed on to her as she collapsed onto the ground once again. As I was rising up I could see cum start to flow out of her pussy onto her thighs.

 We dressed quickly and got ready to leave. As moon light spilled over her I could see her sobbing quietly, curled up in a fetal position, Only  hours ago, she was a virgin but now, she was a victim of a rape,

My friends and I started to walk away when I remember my knife I had dropped after I cut away her bra and panties. “You guys go on a head I’ll catch up with you later” I yelled. “Where are you going? Jim asked.

“I’m going back I forgot my knife and I’m going to make sure she never tells anyone what happen.”

“Oh….Ok” they shouted as I watched them turned and walked off into the darkness.

I walked back just in time to see her slowly gathering herself together. I watched her as she striated her hair and pulled down her skirt, to cover  herself up.

Picking up my knife I had carelessly left on the ground. I walked over to her. She looked pretty. Her hair flowed around her concealing her breast as she tried to put on her tattered bra and torn blouse. She didn’t notice I was there until she turned to face me. Fear crossed her face, tears sprang to her eyes. I almost felt sorry for her.

“Now you’re going to let me walk you home right?” I asked as I fingered the knife in my hand for her to see.

“Please….Please I beg you don’t kill me”. She cried.

“I’m not going to kill you.” I said “I only want to walk you home.  I smiled down at her.

Some what hesitant she nodded her head.  We walked in silence, until we stopped in front of a small house just down the street from the park. All the lights were out but for the single porch light that lit the front yard. It looked run down and in need of paint job.

I reached out to push her hair back behind her ear. She flinched away from my touch.  “What’s your name?” I asked, hoping to make her feel comfortable with me as I reached again for her. She relaxed a little.

“Am….Amber” she said.

 In a soothing voice I said “That’s a pretty name for a pretty girl.” I placed my arms over both shoulders letting them rest there. ”Now! Who lives with you?” I asked.

“My grraaa….Grand…Grandmother and myyy…my ……bbb…baby sister.”

“Are you sure….Your not lying to me are you?”

“No” she whispered as tears gathered in her eyes.

Pulling her close to my body I leaned over and pressed my lips to her. Her lips trembled.  With a whisper I said. “Amber If I or my friends hear that you’ve told anyone about this”… I kissed her again. “Not only will I come back and kill you but I promise “… placing little kisses on her cheeks…. “Your baby sister will enjoy the same treatment we gave you tonight…. is that understood?”

She again nodded her head, a single tear slipped down her cheek. I leaned over and lapped it up with my tongue. I trailed my lips down her neck to the pulse at her throat then up to her ear and nibble on her lob. I looked down at her face. Tilting her face up I capture her mouth again urging her lips open so I could plundered it. I pulled her up tight against my body. Amber gave a small cry.

 I notice she was just the right size for me.  “I can’t believe I want you again.” I breathed. She stiffed in my arms and tried to pull away from me. Not letting her go,

 I whispered. “I’ve never want anyone as much as I want you, even after I’ve already had you twice.”  Still struggling I plunder her mouth with my tongue. My hand pinched and pulled at her nipples on her bare breast, she cried out as I guided her down to the soft grass. I flung her skirt up and sheath myself into her to the hilt. I could see she was crying as I took her there in front of her house. My mouth covered her breast as I suckled and my strong hard cock piston in and out of her, until my balls grew tight and I cried out in my release spilling my hot seed into her. Slowly I got up off her and helped her up. Tears still stain her cheeks as I kissed her good by. I leaned against the tree and watched as she slipped into the house.

Fall turned into winter then in to spring. Late March. I found myself in the park not far from Amber’s house.  I would sit here sometime waiting to catch a glimpse of her but I haven’t in all the months that passed. It was early afternoon in April when I passed by her house. Pulling my car over I sat waiting for a glimpse of her when a van pulled up and a young girl jumped out. Must be her sister I thought. The driver stepped from the vehicle she was plump and small with her hair up in a bun. ‘Too old I thought’

Amber step from the van next. Her red golden hair was pulled back in a pony tail but I could still recognize her by her shapely legs. She turned slightly to close the door and I got the shock of my life. Amber’s stomach was swollen she was with child.  I stood there long after she went into the house. Trying to grasp what I saw. I quickly counted back the months and realized one of us was the father. Franticly I search my memory and replayed it over in my mind. I remember Dean spilled in her mouth and Jim up her ass, but me I spilled inside her. I spilled on to futile ground. The child she carried was mine.

            “Well, slaves, how do you like your new accommodations?” he asked as they took their seats.

            “They’re very nice, Master.” Angie was quick to reply.

            “Jenny?” he prompted when she remained silent.

            “The mattress is very comfortable. Thank you.”

            He reached across the table and grabbed her wrist in a vise-like grip.

            “Thank you for your kindness, Master,” she whispered.

            “You’d better appreciate it, bitch,” he growled at her, releasing her wrist. “If you both behave yourselves tonight you’ll earn some nice clothes. That’s how Carrie got hers. Now, eat your dinner.”

            They all quickly filled their plates and began to eat, except Jenny. She moved slowly and barely ate. Danny was quick to notice her actions.

            “Jenny, why aren’t you eating? Aren’t you hungry?”

            “No, Master.”

            He reached over and grabbed her plate away from her.

            “Then don’t waste my food!”

            He scraped the food from her plate onto Angie’s plate and set Jenny’s now-empty plate aside.

            “Drink your wine or don’t you want it either?”

            She hesitantly picked up the glass and took a sip.

            “You’d better drink up, bitch. You may need it later.”

            They finished their meal in relative silence. When everyone was finished Danny motioned for Xi as he rose from his seat. She stepped forward and waited for him.

            “Stay with them for a minute. I’ll be right back.”

            “Yes sir.”

            He left the room and returned within just a few minutes, a handful of material gripped in his right hand.

            “Angie, come here.”

            She stood up and walked around the table. She stopped just a few feet from him.

            “Since you behaved well this evening you’ve earned this.” He handed her the material and to her delight she found that it was an outfit similar to Carrie’s only her shirt was a gauzy green material. “Put it on.”

            “Thank you, Master!”

            She immediately put the short top on then quickly wiggled into the skirt as well. Then she slowly turned around for his inspection.

            “You look lovely.”

            “Thank you, Master.”

            “Xi, put Angie and Carrie in the kennel and turn a movie on for them. They don’t need to be locked in the cages just yet.”

            “Yes sir.”

            The two girls followed Xi from the room as Danny moved to stand at the end of the table, staring down at Jenny. He lifted his right hand and slowly caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.

            “You and I have some unfinished business,” he said softly. “And boy-toy gets to watch.”

            “Please, sir…,” Jenny whispered.

            He grabbed a handful of her hair and lifted her to her feet. Then roughly pressed his lips against hers, forcing her mouth open and shoving his tongue inside her mouth. She fought to keep her hands down at her sides instead of trying to push him away. She kept seeing Matt’s back as the whip crashed into it again and again. Tears slid down her face as he slowly pulled away from her.

            “Don’t ever deny me, bitch.”

            He attached the lead chain to her collar and tugged on it as he stepped away from her. He led her back downstairs to the dungeon where Matt still lay on the floor. She fought back the tears when she caught sight of Matt’s prone form and the nasty welts and red streaks running down his back. Danny led her to a table in the center of the room where he forced her to lie down. Matt turned his head to see what was happening when he heard her sniffling, wondering what Danny was up to. He watched as Danny cuffed Jenny’s arms to the table above her head, one on either side of the table. Danny then moved to the other end of the table and cuffed her ankles down on either side of the table so she was held down in a spread-eagle on the table. He then clicked a lock into place on her collar so her head was also held down to the table.

            Then Danny turned his attention to Matt. He moved over to Matt’s side and pulled the injured man to his feet, drawing a groan of pain from him. He quickly cuffed Matt’s wrists to an apparatus standing close to where Matt had lain. The thing looked like some odd kind of coat rack with rings down both vertical poles and across both horizontal poles. Danny cuffed Matt’s wrists to the vertical poles so he was stretched up but not too much. His back hurt but not so much that he couldn’t bear it. Danny then cuffed each ankle to the vertical poles so that Matt also was cuffed in a spread-eagle but not spread as far as Jenny. Danny then forced an oversized ball gag into Matt’s mouth and fastened it behind his head.

            “Just so I don’t have to listen to your mouth, boy,” Danny explained. “Her screams will be music to my ears. I don’t want you ruining it.”

            Danny laughed when he saw Matt’s eyes go wide.

            “Yep, that’s right, boy. I’m gonna ride the bitch, right in front of you. I’m gonna fuck her brains out.”

            Danny turned and started back toward Jenny as Matt struggled uselessly against his bonds. Danny stripped off his clothes, revealing his erect dick then climbed onto the table between Jenny’s spread legs.

            “Here I come, bitch,” he said as he shoved himself into her dry pussy.

            She screamed and he pushed harder. The more she screamed the harder he pushed. When he was finally completely inside her, he began to pound mercilessly in and out, pumping hard. He occasionally glanced sideways to make sure Matt was still watching. Every time he caught Matt closing his eyes Danny threatened to hurt Jenny or he would simply make her scream again. Finally, he couldn’t hold back any longer and shot his load into her. She thought it would never end, even when he started shooting cum into her, it just kept spewing. Suddenly, he shuddered and fell on top of her, exhausted. He rested on top of her until his swollen prick returned to its normal size and slid out of her wet hole. Then he climbed off of her and shoved a plug into her vagina.

            “Don’t want to spill any, now do we?”

            He turned to look at Matt and grinned. He unhooked Jenny’s bonds and flipped her over fastening her back down to the table. He grabbed a large pillow from a nearby drawer and shoved it under her abdomen then crawled back onto the table between her legs. He looked back over at Matt again.

            “Let’s try this hole, shall we?”

            Matt grunted desperately around his gag and shook his head furiously, pleading with his eyes.

            “You don’t want to?” Danny asked.

            Matt grunted and shook his head.

            “But this is soooo much fun.”

            Matt continued to grunt and shake his head, his eyes pleading for Danny to stop.

            “You want a turn? Like before?”

            Matt shook his head viciously from side to side, grunting desperately.

            “Okay, if you’re sure. But I’m getting mine,” Danny said as he turned back to Jenny’s exposed ass.

            He lined up his erect dick with her asshole and shoved. She screamed and tried to pull away. There was no where for her to go since she was shackled to the table. He grabbed her hips and shoved again, drawing more screams from her. He glanced over at Matt and saw he had his eyes squeezed shut.

            “Boy, you’d better open those eyes and watch your entertainment or I’m going to have to whip her when I’m finished here.”

            Matt’s eyes snapped open.

            “Good boy. Now, keep ’em open.”

            Danny went back to shoving his prick up Jenny’s unlubricated asshole, forcing tortured screams from her. He finally managed to shove past her sphincter and leaned over her, taking a short break. He looked over at Matt again while he rested.

            “She sure has a tight ass. Her pussy was tight too. She’s a great fuck, boy. You sure you don’t want some?”

            Matt groaned around his gag and stared daggers at Danny, drawing a laugh from him. Danny ran his tongue up Jenny’s back.

            “Mm-mm good!”

            He went back to work, shoving his engorged cock up her ass, drawing more screams from her. When he was finally completely inside her he started pounding her again, in and out. Working up his rhythm, he pumped her ass hard watching Matt to make sure he didn’t close his eyes. Jenny had finally quit screaming so Danny reached around and slipped his hand under her tits. He grabbed her nipples and squeezed as hard as he could. She screamed again, long and hard, causing him to shoot his cum deep into her gut. He fell forward and laid against her bare back.

            “Oh, God, bitch. That was great,” he panted.

            When his prick again shrunk back down and slid from her hole he shoved a plug up her to keep his cum from leaking out. He then released her from the table but cuffed her hands behind her back. He then attached vibrating nipple clamps to her tits and clit and turned them on, drawing more screams from her.

            “Watch the little whore cum with my juice still in her,” Danny said to Matt, an evil glint in his eyes.

            He stood back, next to Matt, and watched as Jenny was driven into an orgasm by the vibrating clamps. She screamed out and fell to her knees as she climaxed, her whole body shaking from the orgasm.

            “Yeah, bitch! Cum for me!” Danny shouted as she experienced multiple orgasms.

            Matt struggled against his bonds, watching in horror. Danny looked over at him with a grin.

            “I told you she was a slut.”

            He finally turned the clamps off and removed them but he left the plugs in place. He shoved Jenny to her knees and pushed her face into his crotch. He was once again erect.

            “Suck me, bitch. Make me cum and drink it.”

            She tried to pull away but he had his hand wrapped tightly in her hair. He forced his erection into her mouth.

            “Suck it or he gets whipped again.”

            She started licking and sucking his engorged member, working her mouth and tongue over him. He started to moan and threw back his head, enjoying her attentions. He felt his balls tightened and shoved her head against his groin. He exploded in her mouth.

            “Swallow it, bitch, every fucking drop.”

            She swallowed as quickly as she could, trying not to spill any while trying desperately not to strangle. Finally, it was over. He finished shooting and pulled her away from his crotch. He lifted her to her feet and shoved her toward Matt. He yanked the ball gag out of Matt’s mouth but before he had time to say anything, Danny shoved Jenny’s head against Matt’s, her lips covering his.

            “How’s she taste now, boy?”

            Matt hated the thought of what she had just gone through and the taste of Danny on her lips, but he new it wasn’t her fault. He could feel her trembling against him and he saw the tears flowing down her cheeks. He had to find some way to let her know he understood. As much as he hated it, there was only one thing he could think of.

He felt her jump and saw her eyes snap open when his tongue snaked into her mouth. She stared at him in shock and disbelief. He gently ran his tongue over her teeth and sought out her tongue, fencing with it. He worked his mouth over hers, trying to pull her into him. He couldn’t hold her, couldn’t put his arms around her but he could put everything he had into that kiss.

Danny finally realized what was happening and jerked her away from Matt, throwing her to the floor. He punched Matt in the jaw almost knocking the other man, and the rigging he was bound to, over.

“You fucking bastard! You just never learn do you?”

He reached down and grabbed Jenny by the hair, pulling her to her feet.

“Maybe I’ll have to invite Kade over to party with you, bitch. Let the boy watch that. Maybe you can watch him party with Nels,” Danny snarled as he looked back over his shoulder at Matt.

Matt remained silent because he was terrified of what might happen to Jenny. He knew if Angie and Carrie had already given in to this monster there was nothing he could do. But he sure as hell wasn’t going to lose Jenny to the bastard.

Danny, his hand still tangled in Jenny’s hair, turned abruptly away from Matt and started out of the dungeon, pulling Jenny with him. She scrambled to keep up with him in the awkward, bent position he forced her into. She never said a word, only whimpered now and then as she followed him up the stairs and through the house. He led her into a large bedroom where he threw her onto the big California king four-poster bed.

“Don’t move!”

She cowered on the bed as he climbed on behind her with rope in his hands. He released her wrists from the cuffs and pulled her hands in front of her. He quickly tied them together and pulled them back over her head, forcing her to lie back on the bed. He tied her bound wrists to the head of the bed, knotting rope around each of the posts. Then he grabbed the unused cuffs and climbed from the bed. He put the cuffs away and turned back to her.

“What am I going to do with you, slut?”

He suddenly turned and left the room. Jenny cowered on the bed, shaking uncontrollably. God, please don’t let him hurt Matt again, she thought desperately. She pulled her knees up to her chest and curled up as tightly as her bound arms would allow her and waited for Danny’s return. She was surprised when Xi entered the room and released her arms.

“You need cleaned,” was all the Asian woman said as she pointed to a door.

Jenny climbed from the bed and slowly walked toward the door Xi had indicated. The other woman followed her and they entered a large bathroom. Xi removed the plugs from Jenny’s vagina and butt then ordered her into the bathtub. She turned on the water and proceeded to scrub Jenny using the moveable showerhead to rinse her. When she was satisfied that the captive woman was clean, Xi ordered her out of the tub and dried her off then led her back to the bed.

Danny was lying across the bed, reclining against the headboard, watching the two women. Xi positioned Jenny next to the foot of the bed where several coils of rope had been stacked. She then proceeded to tie Jenny’s hands behind her back and her feet were tied together. She also tied rope around Jenny’s knees then ordered her to kneel. Once Jenny was kneeling Xi ordered her to lie down. She looped rope through the ropes binding Jenny’s feet and pulled so that Jenny’s feet were drawn up toward her hands and shoulders, causing her to cry out. Xi tied the rope through the bindings around Jenny’s hands and tied it off, effectively hogtying the young woman. Danny pushed a box across the bed to Xi. She reached over and pulled out a blindfold and fastened it around Jenny’s head. She then forced a vibrating penis gag into Jenny’s mouth and fastened it behind her head. Next, she inserted vibrators into Jenny’s pussy and anus, locking them into place with a strap fastened around the girl’s hips. Xi then tugged Jenny’s bound form across the floor so that she lay directly across from the bed.

“Thank you, Xi.”

“Yes sir.”

Xi left the room in silence as Danny turned on the vibrators placed strategically in Jenny’s body, causing her to jerk spasmodically. Danny laughed as he watched her wriggle. Carrie quietly entered the room.

“Master, Xi said you wanted me.”

“Always, pet. I always want you.” He let his eyes roam over her for several minutes before motioning her forward. “Come to me, pet.”

She quickly joined him on the large bed. His hands roamed over her body as his eyes had only a few moments before. Her clothes quickly fell to the floor as he pressed her shoulders to the bed. He stared down at her, his hands playing with her tits.

“Undress me, pet.”

She reached up and unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it out of his pants and shoving it back over his shoulders. She removed it from his body and tossed it to the floor then started working on his pants. She unbuttoned the top button of his pants and lowered the zipper. He raised his hips so she could pull his pants down over them. Then he stood up on the bed and towered over her. She leaned up and pulled his pants down over his legs. He gingerly stepped out of them and knelt over her. She tossed his pants aside as he sat astride her.

“Suck me, pet.”

She took his erection in her hands and gently fondled him before sliding down between his legs and slipping her mouth around his prick. She worked her tongue over him as her lips sucked over him.

“Don’t forget my balls, pet,” he reminded her.

She slid her lips along the length of his rod and kissed the tip of his penis then licked her way back down his prick to his balls. Her tongue darted madly over both his balls before returning to his dick. She worked her tongue and mouth over all of him for several minutes when he suddenly grabbed her head and forced her down on his tool.

“Oh, God, pet! I’m gonna cum!” he cried out. “Suck me, pet! Suck me dry! Drink it, pet!”

She sucked frantically on his erection as he slammed her head into his groin, pushing in and out of her mouth at a frenetic pace. He finally exploded, spilling his jism into her mouth. She swallowed quickly, drinking as fast as she could. He clutched her head against him tightly for several long minutes. When he finally released her, she drew in a long breath.

“Thank you, Master.”

He shoved her back down on the bed and began feeling her tits again. His hands slowly moved down her body as his mouth covered first one nipple then the other. His right hand slipped between her legs and found her warm slit. He started to finger fuck her as his left hand played with one tit while he sucked on the other, his prick growing hard again. He moaned low in his throat and shoved himself between her legs. He forced his penis into her wet hole and started pumping into her.

“Fuck me, pet. Make me cum. Beg me for it, pet.”

“Please, Master,” she cried. “Fuck me hard. Take me! Make me yours! Please, Master! Please fuck me!

His body jerked as he shot his load into her. He collapsed onto her and lay still. When he had shrunk and slid from her slit he rolled off of her and laid next to her, his hand still clutching her tit.

“Pet, you’re a great fuck.” He sank back into the pillows and closed his eyes for a for minutes. Suddenly his hand smacked against Carrie’s ass cheek. “Pet, go find Xi and tell her I’m hungry. Ask her to fix us some dinner. Angie can eat in the kennels but you and I will eat in here.”

“Yes, Master.”

Carrie slid from the bed and went in search of Xi. Danny slid down into the bed and rested comfortably for several more minutes. Finally, he opened his eyes and stared down at Jenny, tied awkwardly and lying in the floor.

“Comfortable, bitch?” he asked her.

She made no response. He climbed from the bed and approached her on silent feet. He quietly knelt down next to her and let his fingers twine through her hair, causing her to jump.

“I asked you a question, bitch.”

She grunted around her gag.

“You didn’t answer me the first time. You know what that means.”

She grunted frantically and started to squirm as much as her tight bonds would allow.

“Too late, bitch,” he said as he retrieved a pair of vibrating nipple clamps and made his way back to her.

He pinched and twisted her nipples to get them erect then clipped the clamps to them and turned them on. He could hear muffled screams coming from behind the gag. He laughed as he patted her ass cheek.

“Next time, answer me when I ask you a question.”

He stood up and wandered around the big bedroom, bored. His steps soon carried him back to her side. He knelt down and let his hands play with her hair.

“Maybe boy-toy can watch you and me have breakfast together in the morning. You can ride me while you feed me. Sound like fun?”

She mumbled around her gag.

“Yeah, I think so too. Maybe I’ll even take his cage off and let you get him hard. We won’t let him cum of course. But he can at least get hard.” He laughed as he thought about it. “Maybe I’ll let him get hard then force the cage back on him. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”

She mumbled around the gag again.

“I bet it’d hurt like hell. Having your dong forced back down.” He laughed again. “It sure would be fun to watch his face though.”

Carrie re-entered the room carrying a tray with two drinks and a large salad.

“Master, Xi sent this up and said she’d bring more in a few minutes.”

He turned to see what she had then jumped to his feet and headed back to the bed.

“That looks good. Bring it over here. We can eat in bed.”

“Yes, Master.”

She dutifully carried the tray to the bed and set it down next to him then carefully climbed onto the bed. Once he was comfortable she lifted a bite of the salad on the fork and held it to his lips. He opened his mouth so she could feed it to him. After several bites, he reached for his drink.

“You can have some salad too, pet,” he said before taking a sip of his drink.

“Thank you, Master.”

Carrie timidly took a bite of the salad for herself before offering another bite to Danny. They quickly finished the salad and Carrie dutifully carried their empty dish back down stairs on the tray. She quickly returned with a plate of steak and potatoes and rejoined Danny on the bed. She fed that to him as well with him allowing her a few bites while he ate. When they were finished she again took the empty plate and tray back downstairs. She turned out the light and climbed back into the bed when she returned.

The next morning Danny sent Carrie to fetch Xi and go with her to the kennel to get Angie. He instructed her to tell Xi that she and Angie were to take their morning showers and meet him in the dining room. When she left the bedroom he turned his attention to Jenny.

“Well, bitch, have a good night?”

She mumbled weakly around her gag.

“Good! Glad to hear it!” He patted her on the ass as he passed her.

He left the room and went downstairs to the dining room to wait for Angie and Carrie. He didn’t have long to wait. Their usual thirty minutes and they both appeared in the dining room followed by Xi.

“Xi, Angie and Carrie will be eating together this morning. I’ll be having breakfast later with Matt and Jenny.”

“Yes sir.”

“When they’ve finished, take them back to the kennels.”

“Yes sir.”

Danny left the girls to the breakfast and went back upstairs to take his morning shower. When he finished he unbound Jenny and let her shower. He refused her clothing and led her, naked, downstairs to the dining room. He was still dressed in only his bathrobe. He hooked her lead chain to the table next the chair he normally occupied and motioned to his seat.

“Sit.”

She nervously sat down in his seat.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes. We’ll be joined by boy-toy.”

Danny turned away from her and headed downstairs toward the dungeon. He could already feel himself getting hard in anticipation. He hurried down the steps and tried to remain calm as he entered the dungeon. He stared at Matt still hanging on the rigging he had been strapped to when Danny had forced him to watch while he fucked Jenny. Matt’s head hung loosely, drooping against his chest. He didn’t move when Danny entered the dungeon but Danny knew he was awake.

“Time for breakfast, boy. You hungry?”

“No,” Matt lied.

“No, what?” Danny asked.

“No, Master,” Matt grunted.

“Well, you can at least come up and keep us company.”

Danny moved around behind Matt and unshackled his legs from the rigging, knocking his feet from the contraption, almost causing him to fall. He then unshackled one of Matt’s hands and quickly cuffed it, pulling it behind Matt’s back. He held it there while he unshackled Matt’s other hand and pulled it down to cuff it behind his back. He shoved Matt forward.

“Okay, boy. Let’s go.”

When they got upstairs to the dining room Danny roughly shoved Matt into a chair at the table. He unhooked the lead chain from Jenny’s collar and hooked it to Matt’s. Then he moved the chain to another loop at the table and uncuffed Matt’s wrists. He cuffed Jenny’s wrists behind her back and jerked her to her feet. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap.

“Everybody have a good night?” Danny asked cheerily.

“Yes, Master,” Jenny whispered, staring at the floor.

When Matt didn’t answer Danny pinched Jenny’s right nipple between his fingers and stared at Matt.

“How about you, boy?”

He pinched and twisted hard drawing a yelp of pain from Jenny. Matt jerked his head around in surprise then dropped his eyes to the floor.

“Sure, Master. Great.”

“Good.” Danny released Jenny’s tit and shifted her position on his lap so she was straddling his lap, facing him. “We’ll all have a good breakfast together too.”

He looked up at Jenny then glanced over at Matt before shrugging out of his bathrobe.

“Boy, you’d better fill your plate and eat.”

Matt glanced over at him then slowly dished out some of the food onto his plate and started to eat. Satisfied, Danny filled his own plate then looked up at Jenny.

“Sweetheart, you’re going to feed me today.” He laughed at her surprised and confused look. “Here’s how it’s going to work. Since your hands aren’t available I’ll dish the food to you and you can pass it to me.”

Danny smiled at the sick look on Matt’s face. He lifted a forkful of eggs to Jenny’s lips and she slowly opened her mouth. He slid the eggs into her mouth then he guided her head down so his lips covered hers. He waited while she used her tongue to push the eggs from her mouth to his. He pulled away and made a show of chewing the eggs and proclaiming how good they tasted.

With every bite his prick grew stiffer between them as his balls filled. Finally, he couldn’t stand it anymore. He laid his fork aside and lifted Jenny up then sat her back down, impaling her on his swollen dick.

“God, you feel so hot, bitch,” he moaned as he started to pump her up and down on his phallus. “You make me hard, bitch.”

He emphasized his words with each pump. His movements became quicker until he finally exploded inside her, grabbing her and squeezing her to him.

“Yeeeaaaahhhhh!” he cried triumphantly.

When he finally relaxed and slid from her, he lifted her from his lap and stood up. He shoved her toward Matt.

“Okay, boy. Your turn.”

He shoved her down on Matt’s lap in the same position she had been on his own lap.

“Feed him the rest of his meal,” he demanded.

Matt scooped more of his breakfast onto his fork and started to put it into his mouth when Danny knocked it out of his hand.

“I said she feeds you!”

He grabbed another fork from another place setting and slammed it down next to Matt’s plate.

“Do it!”

Matt closed his eyes tightly for a moment before slowly reaching a shaking hand out to pick up the new fork. He lifted another bite of food onto the fork and handed it to Jenny. She slipped it off the fork and leaned forward toward Matt’s face. He slowly covered her mouth with his own and she worked the food into his mouth then sat back.

“See? It’s not so hard.” Danny stared at them with glee in his eyes, a huge smile on his face.

Matt moaned as he swallowed and let out a shaky breath. God his balls ached. He thought they’d burst they were so damned full.

            He climbed from the bed and strode purposely through the small apartment to check the lock on the front door. It was locked.

            “What the hell…?” he mumbled to himself.

            He turned and slowly looked around the room. Everything looked like it was okay. He did a slow circuit through the apartment, checking to make sure everything was still there, still where it was supposed to be. He found nothing missing. Should I call the cops? he wondered.

            “And tell them what?” he asked himself. “That some crazy broad kidnapped me to have sex then brought me home? Yeah, they’d love that.”

            He shook his head as he made his way back to his bedroom. He gathered together a pair of jeans, underwear and a tee-shirt. Then he headed for the bathroom to shower and shave. After his shower he felt better. As he was putting his shoes on he decided he’d stop by the manager’s office and ask to have his locks changed. He’d tell them he’d been mugged and the guy took his keys. That way he wouldn’t have to pay for the new locks. He slipped a pair of sweatbands on his wrists to hide the marks then headed out.

            The manager’s office was his first stop. He next headed to the health club to switch his membership to another club. He wasn’t taking any chances. That woman seemed a little crazy and she might still be hanging around there. He definitely didn’t want to run into her again. As he headed to the grocery store he thought about the fact that this was supposed to be his vacation. Thank God I’m off for a couple of weeks, he thought. I definitely wouldn’t want to have to deal with this stuff and work too.

            When he got back to his apartment the door was open and someone was bent over working on it. He stopped just outside the apartment and stared for a minute. He finally decided it was probably the locksmith and excused himself as he stepped past them into the apartment with his meager two bags of groceries.

            “Manager said you got mugged and lost your keys.”

            Nick turned back to stare at the figure bent over the lock of his door. That was definitely a female voice he’d heard.

            “Yeah, that’s right.”

            “Anytime there’s a mugging it’s a good idea to replace locks,” she said.

            “Yeah, I guess. I’m trying to figure out what to do about my car,” Nick replied.

            “I can probably help you with that, if you want.”

            “Really?”

            “Sure. I can take a look when I finish up here.”

            “Thanks,” he replied turning away from her and heading into the kitchen.

            He put his groceries away and went back to the living room. She was standing up trying the new locks when he got back. He stood and watched her for a minute.

            “How’s it coming?” he finally asked.

            “Just about done,” she replied.

            “Good. Let me know when you’re ready to take a look at the car,” he said, heading toward his bedroom.

            He made it as far as the doorway when he felt something pressed into his back. He started to turn but stopped when the object was pressed harder into his back.

            “Don’t turn around,” she ordered. “Just keep going.”

            When he hesitated she shoved against his right shoulder.

            “Move.”

            “What are you doing?” he asked.

            “What I came here for,” she replied softly in a sexy voice.

            He started to turn his head but she stopped him again.

            “Don’t turn around, Nick. I won’t tell you again and I don’t want to hurt you.”

            “Shit,” he muttered under his breath.

            “Ariel has good taste,” she said then gave a soft laugh when he stopped short. “She sends her love by the way. Now, get on your knees.”

            “Who are you?”

            “I don’t like repeating myself,” she said in an angry tone. He felt something metal touch the back of his neck. “Don’t make me do it again. Now, get on your knees.”

            Nick let out a nervous sigh and slowly lowered himself to his knees next to his unmade bed.

            “Good boy. Now, put your hands on the bed and don’t move.”

            He put his hands on the edge of the bed, palms down and held perfectly still, waiting. A blindfold slipped over his head and was smoothed over his eyes. As he was about to protest a ball gag was stuffed into his mouth and fastened behind his head. His hands automatically went up toward his face. They froze in midair when he felt the cold steel pressed into the back of his neck again.

            “Put them behind your back.”

            He grunted at her through the gag.

            “Do it,” she said, shoving the gun barrel into the back of his neck.

            He complied and put his hands behind his back. She quickly cuffed his hands together and pulled up on the cuffs.

            “Okay, lover, time for some action.”

            A stream of frantic grunts poured from behind the gag as he rose to his feet.

            “What did you think I was here for?” she asked innocently as she turned him with a hand on his elbow.

She shoved against his chest and caused him to fall heavily onto his bed. With the blindfold over his eyes he was disoriented and easily lost his balance. He hit the bed and bounced up to meet her body as she lowered herself on top of him. He floundered around trying to pull away from her but her hands and body pinned him to the mattress.

“Ariel said you were a shy one,” she said huskily, laughing. “Don’t worry, lover. I won’t hurt you.”

He felt her hands slide up under his tee-shirt. Her body leaned forward, pressing him into the mattress. As she worked her hands up his chest she pulled his tee-shirt up too. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his stomach. Kissing her way up his abdomen she made certain she took each nipple in her mouth and sucked gently when she reached his chest. She heard him groan through the gag.

She moved down his legs and removed his shoes and socks. He struggled again as she crawled back up his legs. She smacked him hard on the crotch then lay down against his body.

“Be a good boy and I’ll play nice.”

He moaned and grunted around the gag. She slowly slid her hands up his sides then reached up to caress his face. He felt her sucking on his nipples again as her hands were lowered to work on the button and zipper of his pants. Once his jeans were open her hands slid in to cup his hips and pull him against her.

“At least Ariel picked a cutie this time,” she whispered to him. “You’re a hot piece of meat, lover.”

She leaned forward and nibbled on his right ear as she rubbed her groin against his. Suddenly, she pulled away from him and sat up, straddling his body.

“I think we need to get rid of some of these clothes, lover. What do you think?”

He grunted around the gag as he shook his head from side to side.

She pulled her sweatshirt off then wriggled out of her pants to sit naked on top of him. She reached down and fished through the pockets of her sweatpants pulling a pocket knife from one of the pockets. She tossed the pants away and opened the knife. Carefully placing the blade against Nick’s exposed skin she cut away his tee-shirt and threw the remnants on the floor. Then she folded the knife and laid it on the floor with her sweatpants. She turned around on the bed and slowly pushed his jeans down his legs, tossing them on the floor at the foot of the bed. She turned back, crawled up Nick’s body again and started pulling down his briefs. He grunted frantically and tried to wiggle away from her. She leaned forward and pinched his nipples hard. His body strained up under her as he fought against the pain she inflicted.

“Stop fighting me, lover. This is inevitable. I’m going to fuck your pretty ass so just accept it.”

She started working on his briefs again and managed to remove them in short order. Once he lay naked beneath her she ran her hands over his exposed body.

“Ariel sure knows how to pick ’em,” she purred. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”

He felt her hands on his prick, working it with expert fingers. He tried to ignore her touch and her manipulations. He was trying to think of anything else. Then he felt her lips close over him. God, no, not again, he thought desperately. What the hell’s going on? he wondered. She worked her hands and mouth over him until he was fully erect even though he tried to fight it. Once he was erect she moved and lowered herself onto him.

He moaned when he felt her hot, wet pussy slide onto him. She took his full length and then just sat on him for a minute. When she finally started to move he had lost his battle and was totally immersed in the feelings she was evoking. She set a slow rhythm to start with then gradually quickened it. She pumped up and down on him, steadily increasing her speed. He could feel his balls tighten with their load. He knew he would cum soon even though he didn’t want this. She leaned forward again and started licking and nipping at his sensitive nipples. When she drew his left one into her mouth and sucked loudly on it he screamed into the gag as he blew his load into her pussy. His release pushed her over the edge and she screamed out in orgasm, clutching him to her.

“Oh, God, lover, you’re every bit as good as Ariel promised,” she whispered when she had recovered.

She reached forward and slowly released the gag from his mouth. She kissed him long and hard.

“Why?” he croaked.

“Our group has a bet with another group. We all have to take you within a week,” she whispered. “We have to do it individually. You have three more to go, lover.”

She climbed off the bed and put her clothes back on then turned back to stare at Nick.

“Okay, lover, turn over onto your stomach.”

Nick awkwardly turned over. When he was lying on his stomach she unhooked the cuffs and put them back in her pocket. He felt the cold muzzle of the gun against the back of his neck again.

“I’m going to take the blindfold off now. Don’t move for thirty minutes or I’ll have to shoot you.” She leaned down and kissed the back of his left shoulder. “I really don’t want to have to do that.”

He felt the blindfold slip off of his eyes. When he started to turn over he felt the cold metal of the gun pressed into his bare back.

“Uh-uh-uh. Don’t move, lover.”

He listened for what seemed like hours and didn’t hear anything. Finally, he tried turning over again. This time, nothing happened. When he turned over he found he was alone again. He got up and put his briefs and jeans back on then checked through the rest of his apartment. Finding it empty and the front door closed and locked he sank down on the couch and threw his head against the back.

“Now what am I gonna do?” he asked the empty room.

It was Friday, the day before my planned Saturday. There was a big party at a friends house that night, we were gonna go out with our friends and hook up at the party later. We hung out for a couple of hours after school then I went home to get ready. My friends showed up about 8 and we were out the door. Mission 1 was to get some alcohol so we headed downtown to a drivethru my cousin worked at. There were 4 of us so we only got a case, we knew there would be alcohol at the party too. We cruised the local hang outs for a couple hours getting a buzz before heading to the party. We arived about 10:30, I went and found Melissa, my friends went and found beer. I found Melissa talking to a good friend of mine named Tony, he was a year ahead of us but his girlfriend was a junior. Tony had a reputation that was'nt good, he was unfaithful, he cheated on every gitl he ever dated including Jen, his current one. I gave Melissa a small kiss, "Where's Jen?" I asked Tony "She could'nt make it, her mom made her babysit her brother" he replied. We continued talking for a bit then Melissa & I went off to be together. Ocassionaly I would go hang with friends for a bit and every time I would find Melissa talking to Tony. I did'nt exactly like this but but did'nt really think anything else about it. As the party rolled on my friends got ripped and I stayed pretty sober. About 1 A.M. my friend Dave got sick and I was the only one sober enough to drive him home so I said goodbye to Melissa and left.

I woke the next morning about 8 and got ready, I was on my way by 8:30. I pulled into Melissa's driveway about 10 minutes later and saw Tony's car. "What the hell" I mumbled. I got out of my car and went over to Tony's, the hood was still a little warm so I figured he had'nt been here very long. I looked inside and could see the keys still in the ignition and assumed he was'nt staying. I quietly entered the house and headed for Melissa's bedroom. I pushed the door open and there they were, both of them buck naked, Tony was standing next to her bed and she was on her knees sucking his cock. "What the fuck" I screamed. Melissa nearly choked on his dick which was halfway down her throat. Tony's eyes got huge as I darted towards him. I pushed Melissa out of the way and slammed Tony against the wall. "You mother fucker, I'm gonna fucking castrate you!" I yelled. Melissa screamed "No" and tried to pull me away from him, in one swift move I backhanded her across the face and shouted "Shut the fuck up bitch" Turning back towards Tony I reached down, grabbed his balls with my left hand and I squeezed as hard as I could trying to actually do damage to his nuts. He started to bend over screamed I took my right hand placing it aroud his neck and forced him upright pinning him against the wall again.

"So, you want to fuck my girlfried?' I screamed only inches from his face. He was silent, his face twisted in pain as I continued to crush his balls.

"Answer me Goddamnit!"

"No, I don't want to fuck her" he coughed

"Please stop" cried Melissa

"So you just wanted your dick sucked then?"

"No" he replied again

"What the fuck were you doing then?"

"I'm sorry" he squeaked as tears began to run down his face "Please let go" he pleaded.

I eased my grip from his balls but did'nt let go, I began to drag him out of the room. I led him down the hall and to the front door where I proceded to throw him out without his clothes. "Leave and don't ever come near me or Melissa again" I stated. I locked the door behind him and hurried back to Melissa's room still enraged, she was still naked sitting on the floor and sobbing uncontrollably.

"You want to suck some cock, here suck this" I shouted as I undid my pants.

"No" she sobbed.

I ignored her and pulled my member from my jeans. I stood in front of her, my massive cock dangling infront of her face, she says "I'm not gonna do this" I grab the back of her head and pulled her towards me, "Oh, you're gonna do it, weather you like it or not, so start sucking" "No, I don't want to, don't make me" she begged. I grabbed my cock, told her to shut up and shoved it into her mouth, she began sobbing once again but I did'nt care, I wanted to hurt her a hundred times more than she hurt me. I held her head still and rocked my hips back and forth fucking her mouth like a pussy. I was big, 13 inches and thick, I could only get about halfway into her mouth. I pushed into her as far as I could until she started to gag, I pulled back and did it again. After a few minutes of forcing her down on me I pulled out and stood her up, she was crying so hard she could barely stand. "Please stop" she sobbed as I turned her around and pushed her towards the bed. I forced her back to her knees and bent her over onto the bed. I did'nt want to see her face I just wanted to fuck her. I grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back with one hand, I took my other hand and pulled my pants down to the floor and kicked them off. I took my foot and placed it between her knees and proceeded to spread her legs apart, now I was ready. I got to my knees and took position behind her, I took two fingers and parted the lips of her pussy, I could see her hymen was still in tact, I slid one finger into her tiny hole, I fingered her for a minute until she was nice and wet. I pulled my finger out and placed it into my mouth tasting her, I then spit into my hand an slicked my rock hard penis. I placed the tip against her hymen, she cried out "Not like this, please" I started to push into her, I felt her pussy tighten and I pushed harder, suddenly I felt her hymen give way, she cried out "No, stop it hurts" I began to slide inside her, I pushed harder as I watched my massive cock sink deep inside her virgin cunt, she was so fucking tight I thought I was going to shoot my load into her right then. I started to pull back, she was crying like a little girl and this just turned me on even more, I could see blood on my dick from her busted hymen, I pulled all the way out then thrust myself back into her gaping hole. I let go of her hands and placed mine on her hips, I started fucking her faster and faster, several minutes passed and her crying stopped, I guess she finally realized there was nothing she could do. A few more minutes went by and I considered fucking her in the ass but decided not to. After about 15 minutes she had had enough and I was ready to pop, I pulled out and stroked myself to orgasm, I shot my thick white semen onto her ass and open pussy. I smeared it around with my cock then I slid myself all the way into her again, I squeezed my cock and milked what little fluid was left in my shaft into her pussy, I pumped her a few more times then pulled out. I grabbed my jeans and slid them back on. I watched Melissa crawl up onto the bed and curl into a ball, she slid a hand between her legs and cupped her freshly fucked pussy. I walked to the door and looked back, "Oh yea, don't call me anymore, were finished" I exclaimed, once again she started to cry, I turned and left

Before I knew it I was going to be 18 years old.  Had I been a servant I could have left my master to pursue a craft or wed a man of my choice.  But I was a slave and resigned myself to my fate.  Ella was now 13 and was still calling me Mama.  I had never mustered the courage to correct her and I was, after all, the only mother she remembered.  (When she was ten I had explained to her as best I could that I was not her mother but she was welcome to call me whatever she liked as each was the only family the other had.)  Ella had blossomed into a beautiful young woman.  Even at her young age I could see the men watching both of us as we ran errands for our master.  I had attracted much interest myself.  Years of hard labor had kept me slender and muscular and I had my mother to thank for my womanly curves.  My hair was very blonde due to my life in the sun and it contrasted my tanned skin.  It was also rare to see someone in Lalicland with blonde hair.  As they were a people of dark hair and brown eyes, Ella and I charmed the men of the city with my deep green eyes and her pale blue ones.

The master of the house had been fairly kind to us.  Especially as my body began to take the form of a woman.  He would visit often and entertain Ella with adventurous stories.  And he would make sure we were well fed and clothed for the season.  On the eve of my eighteenth year the master came to visit.  He told Ella to go visit the servants in the kitchen to get her evening meal.  As Ella left he closed the door behind her and locked it.  This was something he had never done during his visits.  I was a little surprised but part of me hoped he was here to discuss setting us free but my hopes were dashed as he grabbed me and pulled me to him.

“Master, what have I done?”
“Nothing Jayna.  It’s what I want you to do for me.”
“You know I’ve always done as requested, Sire.”
“I know.  But what I ask of you now will be difficult for you to give to me.”

My brow furrowed as I wondered what it was he could possibly want.  He turned me against the wall and lifted my skirts.  His hand began at my knee and traveled up my inner thigh.  I snapped my legs together and turned on him.  “What are you doing?!  Sire, please!”  I was in fact a virgin but had witnessed and heard enough in this vile city to know what he was after.  I knew I had taken favor with the Earl among his servants but I hadn’t realized why.  He pinned me against the wall and pushed his lips against mine.

“No, sire, PLEASE!”  I begged him to stop as he sucked against my lips.  It was not that I hadn’t thought about him in a sexual nature but my young mind had always imagined him taking me as his wife and making love to me.  I had never imagined he would take me forcefully.

I fought desperately against him but he was strong.  His muscles bulged as he grabbed at me.  His hands were everywhere.  He clawed at me and once again pulled my skirts up as his hand slipped between my legs.  I had never been touched there by a man.  I had never even touched myself there.  His touch sent a shiver up my virgin spine.  He pressed his head into my chest and began to kiss and nibble my breasts.

“Your body is so ripe, Jayna.  I want to be the first to experience it.”  He moaned into my neck.  His hot breath was against my throat as his fingers continued to work my moistening slit.  I threw my head back as pleasure began to overtake me.  Suddenly I wanted him to be the first.  I wanted him to be inside me. 

I began to moan as he rubbed against me.  He removed my shirt and took my nipples into his mouth.  I didn’t know what was happening to my body.  Waves of heat ran through me and my hips rocked against him.

“Master, I don’t know how to please you.”  I breathed softly into his ear.  My breathing becoming shallow and my voice turning to a velvety whisper.

“I will show you.”  He grunted back to me.  His fingers began to work faster as he bit and sucked on my nipples.  The moisture between my legs turned into a wet ribbon running down my leg.  I moaned louder and begged him to allow me to please him.  “Get on your knees.”  He told me.  I did as instructed and he pulled himself out of his pants.  His manhood was large and I was in awe. 

“I won’t hurt you Jayna.  Now take it in your hand.”  He said.

His penis twitched as I took hold of it.  The skin was like silk against the hard shaft.  I remembered Tanna from my village and I placed my mouth around his member and looked up at him for approval.  He looked down upon me and stroked my face as I sucked against his cock.

“Your mouth feels so good Jayna.  Suck harder and move your tongue back and forth.  Ahhhhhh.  Yes, like that.”  Encouraged by his words (and moans) I became more eager and rapidly moved my tongue along his shaft.  “Now, move up and down as you move your tongue.”  I did as told and he moaned louder.  I sucked harder and moved my tongue for him.  He arched into me and told me that my mouth was talented.  I began to increase my rhythm when he stopped me.  He took my chin in his hand and drew me up.

“I’m sorry, Master, did I do something wrong?”  I couldn’t figure out why he asked me to stop.  He seemed to be enjoying himself.

“I want to taste you, Jayna.  Is that alright with you?”  No one had ever asked me if something was alright with me.  No one had ever asked my permission to do something to me.  I was worried it would hurt.  Then I remembered he said he wouldn’t hurt me.  I nodded my acceptance and he once again lifted my skirt but this time he climbed beneath it.  I didn’t know what he was doing until I felt his mouth between my legs.

His tongue moved slowly at first.  It tickled throughout my entire body.  My pink lips felt as though they were swelling to meet his eager mouth.  He slid his tongue to the front of my opening and a shock ran through me.  My legs began to wobble and I placed my hands on his head.  I wanted to pull him closer and push him away at the same time.  He began to work his way deeper and reached up to massage the backs of my thighs and up my buttocks.  I moaned and leaned into him.  He placed his tongue inside my slit and my legs gave out.  A loud moan escaped my lips as the wave of pleasure took over me.  I fell atop him and tried desperately to climb off as the explosion subsided.  My thighs were soaked with the juices that flowed out of me.

“Sire, I don’t know what happened.  I’m sorry!  Please, forgive me!”  I pleaded with him.

He grabbed me, rolled me on top of him and began to laugh.  It was my favorite laugh; from inside his soul I could tell he was truly humored.  “It’s supposed to feel like that, young one.”  He managed to get out as he noticed my confusion.  He pulled me against him and hugged me.  I could feel his still hard cock against my thigh.

“I have another way to make you feel like that, Jayna.  It will please me as well.  Will that be alright with you?”

“Yes, Sire!”  I replied, a broad smile crossing my face.  He laughed again and told me to remove my skirts and lay on the bed.  As before, I did as told.

He moved my legs apart and laid beside me.  His hand ran along my inner thigh until he was against my womanhood.  His finger worked along my lips.  He rested his finger along my pink buldge and began to rub.  It felt amazing!  He began to pinch and pull lightly and I moved my hips in response.  Then he ran his finger down and slowly pushed it inside.  I rocked against him.  He then added another finger and I exploded again.  He didn’t stop.  He began pushing his fingers in and out.  Slow and shallow at first then deeper and faster.

Then he climbed on top of me.  His penis rest against my thigh and he told me he was going to enter me.  I was terrified.  His cock was much bigger than his fingers and I was afraid it would hurt.  He rubbed himself against me wetting his cock and then pressed the head against my opening until it disappeared between my pink folds.  He drew back and pushed himself deeper.  He continued until he was completely inside me.  Our bodies moving in rhythm with one another.  There was pain.  But it was a good kind of pain.  He hurt me inside but I felt so good I didn’t want him to stop.

He plunged into me deeper and harder.  I moaned and rocked and grabbed him.  He drove deeper and deeper until I couldn’t take anymore.  I threw my head back and my vagina clenched against him.  I convulsed and tensed.  This made him thrust harder and then he stiffened and pushed hard against me.  My master grunted a few times and finished with a few light thrusts before he collapsed atop me.

He stayed like that for what seemed like hours.  I could feel him shrink inside me as wetness leaked from between my legs.  We lay intertwined until he removed himself and headed back to the house.  I couldn’t wait for him to visit again.

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More to come.

Raven started feeling Robin cumming inside her pussy.... Bitch did I say u could cum inside me? No Raven but u said not to stop fucking u and I haven't stop fucking u..... Well u haven't stop but next time u better wait to cum until I tell u to do u understand? Yes but for me to do that I would have to stop for a little while though Raven.... You better learn to hold back without stopping..... But how am I sub post to learn how to do that Raven? You want me to be rougher on u? Than I am now... No Raven I don't want that... Then u better learn how to do that quick.....Oh god I am close to my second orgasm bitch.....

Bitch why r u going soft? Raven I came twice...I am trying last to u cum again Raven.... You better last bitch, because if u don't u will regret it bitch.... Robin was fucking her harder and faster...Robin felt Raven pussy clammed onto his cock as she had her second orgasm....While Raven was having her orgasm, Robin was still fucking her.... Now get off of me bitch... Robin pulls his cock out of Raven....Oh that was wonderful... Now lay down next to me I might want to fuck u again...When we wake up you r going to move all of your stuff into my room, that is if I don't fuck u went we get up that is...So I'm going to be staying in your room with u....Yes because I don't want to wait for u to come to my room for me to fuck u or for u to fuck me.... Ok Raven I understand....

Robin turn's on his side with his ass facing Raven.....Raven smile's as slam's her cock into Robin's ass... Robin look's back as Raven tell's him to go to sleep....When Robin wake up he feels Raven fucking him....I was wondering when u were going to wake up..
Robin look's at the clock...Raven it is only 7am....Your going to learn to be getting up early from now on because I am horny in the early morning.... I thought I was going to be moving my stuff into your room....You are going to be moving your stuff into my room.... But right now I'm fucking your ass bitch... Raven started slamming her cock into his ass hard and fast....Robin was moaning as Raven fuck his ass rough.... I knew u would enjoy me fucking your ass bitch... Please fuck me harder Raven pretty please..
Raven start fucking him harder and faster...As Robin was enjoy Raven fucking his ass..
You love it don't u bitch? OH yes I do... Robin feels Raven filling his ass with her cum....

Now get the fuck out of bed.... Why Raven? I got what I want so now go get your stuff and you better do it one trip as well bitch....Robin get's out of bed and starts to get dress... What are u doing? Getting dressed Raven... Did I tell u to get dress... No you didn't ... Ok then go get your stuff... Robin start walking out the door... Cute ass Robin... Is Raven awake? Yes she is Starfire...Raven can I come in...Come in Starfire... Raven Beast Boy left last night.... Why did he leave? His note said to see if he can find him a girlfriend....He will be back then.. Yea but what is Robin doing though? Oh he is moving his stuff into my room...Why is he doing that? So I don't have to wait for him to come into my room so I can use him any way I want... That sound like the right thing to do... How does he like getting his ass fucked? He love's it Starfire....

let me know if u like it and if u do I will CONTINUED with part three

By Dick Inkum

(Weeks after her capture and serving as a cocubine, Kara and the other women are sent to the slave market)

In the morning after the party, and all the sex we could stand, we women were loaded onto a wagon and driven to our captors capitol city. We were taken to the back room of an arena to await our fate. About noon the area began to fill.

"Who are these people?" I asked one of our keepers.

"Some are rich old men looking for a second or third wife. Some will buy a girl for their sons are just for recreation. Some are younger men who have lost a wife. Some are brothel keepers who will look for bargains" he replied. I rather hoped I wasn't a bargain.

The auctioneer called for order. Our group of twelve was led out on stage. I had the creepy feeling of hundreds of people appraising by body for sexual utility.

The auctioneer decided to star with one of the misd-twenties women. He called her forward and disrobed her. There was great applause and many shouts of sexual intent. The auctioneer began taking bids, but wasn't satisfied. He took the girl, spun her around and had her bend over.

"Look at that ass! She'll take all your cock in it. Now what am I bid?" he shouted.

The brothel owners had dropped out at that point. She was eventually sold to a very wealthy merchant.

The next woman up was the other twenty-something in our group. The result was about the same.

I was third. I have to say that when I was stripped, I had to smile at the loudness of the applause and the very lewd remarks.

"Here we have a teenager who will bear many children" said the auctioneer, "she will make an excellent wife or concubine for a young person. Everyone here would love to fuck her and she can be yours!"

The bidding began. The brothel owners, I'm told, stayed in the bidding longer than usual, but eventually an older man with a boy about eighteen or twenty won the bidding at a very high price. I left the stage to await my claiming.

Zetta was up next. She was very nervous when she was stripped. Her virginity was announced and the bidding went very high. The brothel owner would resell her virginity for a very high price. She had hardly started her periods, but she was sold to a brothel where she would immediately fuck four to ten times a day.

The older women (especial;ly those overweight) went at much lower bids. Two of them went to brothels, most as replacement wives.

I was curious about my new owners, but I had to wait until the auction was over. Zetta was crying. I tried to comfort her, a promised I"d try to rescue her if I could. The whorehouse madam came and put her arm around her and led her off.

At length my owners came. The elder man said he had bought me for his sons. Plural?

Yes, he had boys eighteen, sixteen, and fourteen. Fourteen? Yes, he'll grow into a good partner, he assured me.

The father, Mr. Y. said that he expected his oldest son to be married in a year and regardless of where he chose to live, that I wopuld remain in the house. He said I would not be used by the three boys randomly or continuously. He had already considered a schedule.

He would tell me later.

The eighteen year old was accompanying him. Arfa was quite nice enough looking and was of medium height and build. He asked me for a kiss. I was glad he asked. After all, he could take what he wanted from his slave.

Mr. Y asked if I had been pregnant. I told him I was a virgin before I was captured and the military made sure I wouldn't get pregnant.

"Ah, yes, of course" he replied.

Arfa looked quizzical. Mr. Y told him he'd explain it later.

We were carted to my new home. It was a very impressive villa in the nicest part of the city.

Mrs. Y was quite nice to me though rather imperious. She showed me around the house. I'd have my own bedroom.

I would have household duties in the mornings under the directions of their housekeeper-cook named Meera, an older woman. I would also help serve at feasts and parties.

Mr. Y asked if I could sing, dance, or play an instrument. I could play the lyre a bit. He said I would get lessons in all of these if I showed any talent or desire. I desired.

Starting tomorrow, my sexual favors would be dispensed on a weekly schedule. Alternate days for six days, I would be mistress to Arful (eighteen) and Borth (sixteen). Torf (fourteen would have one day. A sexual working day would start no earlier than two o'clock, have a four to seven dinner break, and resume seven to ten if my master desired. None would sleep with me except by my invitation. I should teach them how to avoid making me pregnant.

"Now" said Mrs. Y, "we must make you some decent clothes".

She called Meera who produced a great deal of material. The cloth was beautiful and I was thrilled. Meera would make me day clothes for work and recreation and I would have four colors of evening dresses required at dinner. The only sandals they had available were noit quite a fit. I was assured that I'd have new ones in a few days.

This evening we would have a family feast to celebrate my arrival. A feast to honor a slave girl!

That probably violated some social code.

Wine was served. Mr. Y rose and issued a proclamation.

"Today, we welcome Kara to our family. All of us (he said with a stern look at his sons), will regard her as such and meet our obligations to her as she does to us."

I was flattered and I blushed a bit. I expressed my thanks. Considering my circumstances, I said, I could not anticipate better treatment.

So now I had met all the boys. Borth was a nice boy, just a bit taller than I am and quite slim. God! What would it be like fucking with a boy my age after all the adults who'd had me? Torf was a skinny kid. He was in awe of me. The first three days I would fuck with them serially and then the weekly schedule would begin.

My parents are catholic. They’d been born into Muslim homes, but both converted. Unfortunately that gave them very strong beliefs when it came to some things… most things… everything… I had been forbidden to date until I finished university, a fact which, coupled with the point that I was in high school, frustrated me, to say the least. The girls in class were always talking about kissing, and going on dates, and while there were a few boys daring enough to try to ask me out, my parent’s constant vigilance, their participation in everyday school life, caused a barrier of sorts to be drawn around me. Perhaps that’s why my fascination with boys did not last very long… perhaps that’s why, suddenly I became attracted to the idea of men. At the age of fourteen, things started changing, at the age of fourteen, I lost my innocence. I did not, however, lose my virginity.

When I was fifteen, I got a job. My father’s work mate, and close family friend, Uncle Jason, lived two streets away from us. He was newly married, and he and his wife, Aunt Annalisa, had just brought the newborn home. In an effort both to be helpful as a friend, and keep business ties together, my father and mother put me to work as a babysitter for them. I suppose it was convenient, they called whenever they needed me, and if it was late, they would either drive me home, or let me sleep in the guest room… I always felt like Anne of Green Gables when I slept in the guest room…

It was a hot evening three summers after I had began working, that I decided to shed my dress and wear my chemise around the house. I had seen Aunt Annalisa do it often when the air was humid, and so thought nothing of it, especially as there was no one home. The baby was curled in its cot, a light sheet bunched in the corner by its feet. After ascertaining that he wouldn’t wake, I made my way out to the living room and propped myself up on the leather couch. Even now I hate to sit on leather when it’s hot, sweat pools around your thighs, and sometimes you can get ‘stuck’ to the seat. In an effort to forestall this phenomenon, I slipped out of the chemise. Before I flicked on the television, I watched my reflection in the blackened screen. I was wearing my first matching set of underwear. I slid my hand over the bra, it was a demi-cup, and made me feel perversely sexy, coupled with the low riding white underwear that matched it. I gave my breasts a playful squeeze, and then let my hands drop. I regarded my reflection one more time before picking up the remote and switching on the television.

I don’t know when I fell asleep. I think it was halfway between Hanna Montana and The Worst Witch. When I awoke, it was to see Uncle Jason sitting in his recliner, watching the news. I snatched my chemise up from the side of the couch, and slid it over my head. He did not turn from what he was watching, and so I left the room to check on the baby.

When I arrived at my Uncle’s house on Thursday evening, I put my bag at the door as usual. The house was quiet, and there was a note from Aunt Annalisa saying that she had taken the baby to a toddler gym class and would be home soon, and to please check the dishwasher. I guess all mothers are the same “check the dishwasher” usually means empty it, or pack it, quite the same way “check the clothes” means fold them and put them away, or turn on the drier. It was whilst I was bending to reach for a plate I noticed a pair of brown loafers behind me. I froze as a large calloused hand slid up the back of my thigh, and over the left cheek of my buttocks. I could see the other hand play with the hem of my school skirt.

“Uncle Jason?” I blurted, my thoughts were flying around my head as if they were birds trying to escape a cage. I did not move as his fingers began to trace the band of my panties. But when the band was raised and then snapped back down, I bolted up right and spun around to face him. He had always been an attractive man, and now, near the end of his twenties, he was beginning to look more debonair than charming. His brown curls hung in dark eyes, and he regarded me regarding him, from his height of six foot two.

“You shouldn’t bend over like you do in that skirt.” His voice was warm and admonishing, as though what had happened had not, as though he was merely chiding me for being unknowingly brazen. Although he was the one at fault, I colored, the skin of my face burning hot in the humid air. He chuckled and settled his hands on my waist, I had a moment to consider how large his hands must be because his fingers touched, before he perched me on the kitchen counter.

“Do you want the guys in class to think you’re a whore Jinette?” I cringed. He was right, of course he was right, I should have had a longer hem on my school skirt, I shouldn’t make a practice of bending over in short skirts.

“No” it came out softer than I had intended, and when he lifted  a brown eyebrow, I repeated it louder, “No I don’t want them to think that, Uncle Jason.” I almost leapt off of the counter when his fingers traced the hem of the skirt across my thighs.

“I beg to differ.” His statement made me shudder and as I looked him in the eyes, I saw something there change. This was not my Uncle Jason, not the charming man who picked me up from school and dropped me off to help his wife take care of his son. This was someone altogether different. A shock ran through me as I felt that warm tug in my stomach. His fingers stilled on my thighs and his eyes were on mine as he reached for my wrists. I realized, as he grasped one in each of his hands, that a flick of his wrists would surely shatter mine. And so I stayed still as he leant in, closer, bringing my arms back, and behind me, stayed still as I heard a soft ‘click’, and as he let my hands go, the cuffs settled heavily. It was enough to break my thrall, and I began to try to remove my hands from the restraints.

“Uncle?” it was a question, and an accusation, one which he did not answer as pulled my knees apart and stood between them. He plucked the hem of my skirt between two fingers, and slowly pulled it up to my waist. He settled it there and then stepped back to regard me. I know that, in that situation, if I had been another girl, besides myself, I would have been screaming, kicking, biting, clawing, anything to get away. Instead I found a type of indifference. A calm cool spread through me. I closed my thighs.

“Will you let me go now?” again I got no answer as he slid his hands onto my thighs again. He caressed the flesh there, making my hairs stand on edge, and slowly he parted my thighs again. He leaned over, his face near my neck, soft brown hair brushing the side of my face, lips at my ear.

“Do that again and I will punish you, make no mistake.” His lips brushed my ear as he said this, and then his tongue trailed down the shell of my ear, and he sunk his teeth into the lobe. I gasped, the twinge of pain made me stiffen my arms against the cuffs, and I could feel the soft skin of my wrists chafing. I could feel him smirk against the side of my face, as he pulled back, fingers sliding up my inner thighs to the sides of my panties. This time he did not trace them, but grasped the sides, and pulled them down. He then used one hand to lift me, as the other pushed them down my thighs to my calves, and they fell off. He settled me on the counter again, and I bit my lip at the cold of the marble on my bottom. My legs were already spread in an attempt to avoid ‘punishment,’ whatever that might have been.

“You have no pubic hair. Were you planning on showing anyone your pussy Jinette? Were you planning on letting some schoolboy have his haphazard way with you?” Uncle Jason sneered, his calloused hand coming out to cup my mound.

“Do you like to play with yourself Jinette?” his eyes bored into mine. I tilted my head forward, in an attempt to hide behind a curtain of my long black hair. My head suddenly snapped back, the fist he had in my hair tightening, leaving my neck exposed, and my eyes trained on the ceiling. His lips slid across my neck, and I gasped when his tongue touched a pulse point, and then he skimmed it with his teeth. And then, suddenly, the calm fractured;  I was fighting his hold, feeling hair rip from the roots as a thick finger scratched between my pussy lips, hitting my pearl. He grinned against my neck, biting hard as he pulled my hair back, and waited for me to still before he rubbed my clit again. I bit my lip hard, increasing the pressure as his finger drew a lazy circle around the nub.

“Do you like that, little Jinette? My fingers on your little clit. Do you rub it a lot? Please yourself while you think of someone?” I tasted blood in my mouth, sharp and sweet as he applied more pressure to my clit, making me want to gasp out loud. I balled my hands into fists, my nails biting into my palms just as he was biting into my neck. From somewhere far away I could hear someone moaning.

“That’s right my little doll, moan for me, cum on my fingers like a good little whore.” I moaned louder, my hips rolling as he rubbed my clit.

“That’s it Jinette, cum, cum for Uncle Jason.” And as he whispered words of encouragement in my ear, my body tensed, muscles bunching tightly, and then abruptly there was release. I felt warm fluid dripping down my thighs, over his fingers and onto the cold kitchen counter beneath me. I was breathing hard when he reached behind me and I heard a familiar soft ‘click.’ Leaning over to the tap he turned it on warm, dampened a cloth and wrung it out. I started, from examining my wrists, when I felt it between my legs, but the gentle pressure of one hand on my shoulder kept me from bolting as he first cleaned me, and then the counter.

            I could smell the sweet scent of her perfume as she talked and I felt a stir in my groins as I looked at her tight body. She had average size tits, but had the most beautiful green eyes. I felt my heart start racing as I thought how I would like to have sex with her. She told me “thanks for the ride, it is a long walk to Sheaville, but I didn’t want my boyfriend driving me as drunk as he was”. “Not a problem”, I said as we drove through the timbered landscape. I have fantasized about finding such a girl and forcing her to do what ever I wanted, but now the chance was before me.

             I pulled off to the side of the road, and got out telling her that I had to take a leak, she looked nervously but said “okay”. I stood at the back of the truck as I worked up my nerve. When she looked back through the windshield, I slinked up to the passenger side door, and ripped it open. She jumped and yelled “what are you doing!”, “anything I want” I replied as my heart raced, there was no turning back now. I grabbed a hold of her and spun her around, before she knew what was happening. I grabbed some twine I had in the door panel  as I forced her over the seat of the truck and bound her hands. “STOP, LET ME GO” she yelled as I tied the rope. “Go ahead and yell”, I told her “no one will hear you, the closest house is miles away”. She tried to wail back and forth to get away, and tried to kick, for her efforts I planted a hand across her face. She stopped and started crying, “Please let me go, I will give you anything you want”. “I know you will” I replied “you don’t have much of a chose now”. I then put her back in the truck and seat belted her in, and put a shirt from the back over her head. I then got back in and started towards my house. “Where are you taking me?” she asked in between sobs. “Don’t worry about it”, I snapped back, “you will find out soon enough”. How lucky can I be? I thought to myself, such a beautiful young girl out walking by her self.

 

As Gloria opened her car door and settled into the seat, she was glad her dad had helped her buy a newer car to replace the old junker her ex-husband had left her with in the divorce. She put the key in the ignition and started the engine. After adjusting the mirrors and putting on her seat belt, she headed out the darkened lot and started for home. She drove out the brightly lit street and turned onto the entrance ramp for the

 

When she got to her exit and slowed to make the curve, the car seemed to stumble and loose power for a moment but straightened right up. She stopped at the sign at the bottom of the ramp, then turned left towards her house. It was dark on the deserted country road and she slowed to be able to see better. As she rounded a curve, she saw lights flashing and a man standing in the road waving her down with a flashlight. The man leaned down as she rolled her window down just far enough to talk to him. He told her that a tree had fallen on the road and that the local Fire Department was clearing out the road. Gloria had no choice but to wait until the road was once again open. As she waited, the car began to sputter and die. She restarted it and worked slowly over to the shoulder in case it stalled again. She sat, nervously tapping her fingers on the steering wheel until she saw a fire truck heading back the way she had come. The man motioned her on but the car again started to balk. It began to smooth out once again as she got up even with the man in the bright yellow rain suit. He asked how far she had to go to get home. She replied that her house was only a mile or so up the road. He told her that he would follow close behind her to make sure she got safely home. She started to tell him she would be okay but his yellow suit and the dark sedan gave the appearance of a policeman, so she agreed to let him follow her. She slowly drove up the road until her turnoff was in sight. She turned into the gravel road and saw that he also had turned into the lane behind her. By now, her car was sputtering and emitting clouds of black smoke out the tail pipe. She felt grateful to the man for seeing that she got home safe. She pulled in beside her house and stopped the car, then walked over and thanked the man. She noticed when he turned on his dome light that there was a two way radio and red light on his dashboard. She offered him a cup of coffee, saying it was the least she could do to return his kindness. He rolled up his window and picked up the mic and briefly spoke into it, then opened his door and followed her to her door.

On the porch, the man opened his raincoat and removed it, leaving it draped over the banister. Gloria opened the kitchen door and motioned for him to come inside. She told him to have a seat at the table while she quickly made a pot of fresh coffee. She told him it would be a few minutes and that if he didn’t mind, she would put on some dry clothes. She turned and walked down a long hallway to her room and closed her door. As she was removing her soaking wet dress, she heard a noise and saw the stranger standing in her doorway. She was wearing only a skin colored bra and a bikini cut low in front and her stockings and high heels. She pulled the wet dress up to her neck in front and told the man he should leave. He stepped closer and grabbed the wet dress and threw it to the floor.

 

Gloria stood before him and put her hands over her breasts and the front of her bikini in an effort to hide her body from his view. The stranger then grabbed the front of her bra and ripped it from her chest, her ample breasts fully exposed to this strange man. She looked down and saw the big hunting knife in his hand and knew that resisting him could get her hurt but she also didn’t want him to think she wanted his advances. Gloria yelled at him to get out and leave her alone. He just gave her an evil grin and grabbed the waist band of her panties, giving it a hard pull until the narrow material on the side gave way. He grabbed the other side and ripped, letting the panties fall away from her body. He then reached down to where the lacy material was bunched between her legs and pulled it away, leaving her totally nude with the exception of her dark lace topped stockings and heels. She felt completely helpless and feared what was about to happen.

 

The man pushed her backwards onto her bed and stepped between her legs, forcing them apart. Gloria watched in horror as he unbuckled his trousers and began to stroke his erect penis. She though he was going to simply rape her and then either kill her or leave her beaten. He told her to sit up and grabbed her arm, pulling her upright. He grabbed her by the head and forced her towards his cock, telling her to suck it. Fearing for her life, she opened her mouth and took his cock into it and began sucking it. His hand held her head still while began fucking her mouth, choking her with the sheer size of him. He suddenly jerked her head back away from him and knocked her back on the bed. He held his cock in his hand and guided it to her pussy. His cock was wet from her sucking and began to enter her. She instinctively tightened her pelvic muscles but to no avail. He forced his cock deep inside her and began pumping her hard. She squirmed and tried to get him off her but he drew back his fist and hit her in the face, bloodying her nose. Then he put the big hunting knife to her throat and threatened to slit it if she tried anything else. He resumed pounding his cock in and out of her pussy, using enough force to bounce her body on the mattress. He placed the knife in his teeth like some evil pirate and grabbed her ankles, forcing himself even deeper.

 

It had been a long time since she had been involved with a man and was beginning to actually become aroused by the huge cock invading her pussy. She tried not to let her arousal be noticed by the rapist. He leaned over after taking the knife from his teeth and clamped them down on her breast biting her nipple until she thought he would draw blood. The attack on her pussy continued for several minutes until, without a word, he withdrew and turned her over, leaving her legs hanging off the bed. He grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart, then guided his cock to her puckered anus. With a mighty shove, her buried his cock in her ass and began pumping her. She had never before allowed anyone, not even her ex-husband to penetrate her there and the pain was unbearable. He relentlessly slammed his cock deep in her ass, holding her by the hips and pulling her close to him. Suddenly, with a loud groan, he filled her ass with his sperm, pumping and pumping until he was spent.

 

He  stood up, withdrawing his cock from her rectum and turned her back over on her back, then jerked her upright to a sitting position, telling her to lick his cock clean. When she hesitated, he slapped her across the face with the back of his hand and screamed at her, “Lick it, bitch!” She had no choice but to comply with his demands. Her licking caused him to gain another erection and he again knocked her backwards to the mattress. He grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide and shoved his cock in her pussy again. She was struggling as he once again fucked her forcefully. He stopped and slapped her across the face again and reached into his padded vest and pulled out some lengths of close line rope. He tied each leg and arm to the tall bed posts, stretching her legs wide and keeping her arms high over her head. After securing her tightly to the bed, he resumed fucking her until he finally pumped a load of sperm deep into her pussy.

 

After he had drained his fluid into her swollen and sore pussy, he climbed up on top of her and, facing her feet, lowered himself to her face, telling her to lick the come from his cock. He told her to also lick out his asshole. The thought of putting her tongue into his rectum repulsed her and she told him no. A well placed fist into her stomach convinced her to do as he demanded and she started to lick his ass hole. He told her to put her tongue inside and hit her in the stomach again to enforce his demand. She slid her tongue in his foul smelling opening and almost vomited. He sat down hard, preventing her from getting away from the stench. As if to proclaim his control over her, the man farted  in her face, letting a long, drawn out and smelly burst of gas. Gloria lost control and spewed vomit all over the rapist’s ass and covered his cock and balls with it. He rose off her face and started beating her face, smashing  her nose and mouth with his powerful blows. He then forced his vomit covered cock into her mouth, telling her to clean it off. As she struggled to keep from vomiting again, he began punching her stomach over and over. He stood up on the bed and drove a foot into her stomach and her ribs until she finally passed out from the pain.

 

When she came to, she was being placed on an ambulance gurney and saw people standing over her. A paramedic was holding a plastic bag over her with a tube leading to her arm. A State Police Officer was telling her that she was going to be taken to the local hospital for treatment of her injuries. She happened to look down and saw her attacker lying face down in a pool of blood. Another Trooper was telling a third, who had Captain’s bars on his collar the attacker had reached for his knife when the officers broke the door down. He was shot at close range and died instantly. The Captain replied that at least the state wouldn’t have to spend the money on a trial or prison care for the scum.

 

After weeks in the hospital, Gloria was ready to be released. She dreaded going into the house again and seeing the mess left by her attack. One of the girls from the store met her at the hospital and drove her home. As she got to her house, she saw her car sitting in the driveway, all polished up and looking like a new one. Her co worker told her that her mechanic had come out and got the car and fixed the wiring harness and that was the way it looked after he brought it back.

 

Gloria reached for the doorknob, not really wanting to go in but opened it anyway. The house was spotless. Someone had cleaned every trace of that terrible evening away and put new linens on the bed. The carpet had been cleaned and everything put back in its place. She turned away from the bedroom and walked into the kitchen and suddenly heard voices shouting, “Surprise!”. There were the entire staff from the jewelry store and several of her friends, standing around the table and holding a beautifully decorated cake marked “Welcome Home Gloria” was the State Trooper that had saved her life that night. She smiled and tried to act happy but soon burst into tears, causing the celebration to end quickly. Everyone there quietly left with the exception of the girl from her store and the trooper. He started to talk to her but as soon as the conversation switched to the attack, she broke out in tears and started to shake. The trooper put his hat on and excused himself, telling them he had to get back to the office.

 

After the trooper left, Gloria just stood in the middle of the kitchen and sobbed. The physical effects of her attack would soon start to heal but the psychological effects were going to take a lot longer. Gloria’s co-worker, Denise started to pick up her purse to leave but Gloria begged her to stay a while, at least until she had calmed down some. Denise walked up to Gloria and put her arms around her to comfort her. Gloria was close to hysterics and hugged Denise tightly, crying on her shoulder and holding her so tight that Denise could hardly breathe.

 

The two stood in the middle of the kitchen, holding on to each other. Without a single word, Gloria kissed Denise on the lips very softly and thanked her for helping her. Denise responded by giving Gloria a more sensuous kiss and telling her that she would always be there for her. They broke their embrace and Gloria said she was going to go shower and go lay down. Denise said she would sit a while and then lock up for her. Gloria went into her room and took her clothes off and grabbed some fresh underwear, then headed for the bathroom. She slowly walked down the hall and left the door slightly ajar in case she needed help. Her legs still weren’t too strong yet.

 

She turned on the hot water and stepped into the tub, then closed the curtain. She stood there for several minutes, feeling the water beating on her and relaxing her tired muscles. She soaped her body down and washed as if trying to wash away the memory of her attack. She had been in the shower almost a half hour when Denise became worried and came to check on her. Gloria had just stepped out of the shower and stood naked in front of the sink toweling off her hair. Denise opened the door and saw Gloria’s nude body and just quietly stood watching as Gloria dried her long hair. Denise had been in sexual situations with other women but had never even thought of Gloria this way until now. She saw that Gloria’s nipples were hard and noticed the hair covering her pussy was wet and curly. She finally cleared her throat and asked Gloria if she was okay. Gloria took down her wet towel and handed another to Denise, asking her if she would mind drying her back, since her arms and ribs were still a little sore. Gloria turned her back and Denise began to wipe her down with the dry towel. As she worked lower, she let her hands linger on Gloria’s firm buttocks. Gloria made no effort to move away or anything like that. Denise asked her to stand still while she rubbed skin lotion on her back. Once again, Gloria stood motionless as Denise began working the lotion into her skin. Gloria even leaned over the sink a little and steadied herself on the vanity top. Denise worked her way slowly down and then began to work some lotion into Gloria’s buttocks. As her fingers rubbed the lotion in, Denise made a pass down Gloria’s crack and brushed against her pussy. It was more a test move than an effort to cover her with lotion. Gloria didn’t move a bit, she actually leaned back slightly as if she was enjoying it. Denise slowly worked her fingers up Gloria’s slit to test her reaction. Gloria simply turned to face her and said for her to do the front with the lotion. Denise put more on her hands and began working it into Gloria’s breasts and stomach. Denise decided to go for broke and slid her lotion covered hand down the front of Gloria and went directly to her pubic mound, then slid a finger inside Gloria’s slit. Gloria parted her legs and let Denise probe her even deeper. The two then embraced as in the kitchen and Denise began to push her tongue into Gloria’s parted lips. Denise went slowly, due to Gloria’s traumatic experience. The last thing she wanted to do was frighten her. Gloria slowly began to respond to Denise’s advances. Her hand went up and cupped Denise’s breast. She and Denise touched nipples and Gloria felt a tingle as the two women began to explore each other. Gloria reached down and slid her hand onto Denise’s pussy. Denise knelt and began to kiss all up and down Gloria’s body. Denise stood and took Gloria by the hand and led her to the bedroom. They lay across the bed and resumed their caressing. Denise moved lower and began kissing Gloria on her tummy and worked even lower until her tongue found the top of her slit. She gently pushed Gloria’s legs apart and began to explore her pussy. She slowly began to work her way deep inside Gloria’s wetness and then she moved to her clit. Denise began lightly sucking and licking Gloria’s clit as if it were going to break. As time went on and Gloria began to respond to her oral experience, Denise began to get more aggressive.

 

Gloria was getting more and more aroused and finally turned around facing Denise’s feet and began to explore her body. She soon was licking at Denise’s pussy and then sank her tongue deep inside. Denise slowed her actions and let Gloria bring her closer to orgasm, which didn’t take long, indeed. At the proper moment, Denise resumed her lovemaking and both women began to speed towards a mutual orgasm of earthquake proportions. They both exploded into cries of passion and lust that neither one had ever experienced. They both lay, totally exhausted and Denise was the first to speak. She told Gloria that she didn’t know what came over her, that she had never had a lesbian love experience before in her life. Gloria responded by saying the same words. Both women turned longwise in the bed and fell asleep, arms wrapped around each other, kissing each other softly as they dozed off. They awoke the next morning still wrapped in each other’s arms. After a few gentle kisses, they headed for the shower. Luckily, neither one had to go in to work for the weekend and they spent it almost in its entirety making love to one another. The next week, Denise moved her things into the house and both enjoyed a relationship that would last for years

 

 

 

 

So, They Went Upstairs, And Into Felisa's Room. It Was A Small Room With A Queen-Sized Bed, A Nightstand And Lamp, And A Table With A TV On It. Felisa Led Joe In, And He Locked The Door.

Joe Unzipped His Backpack, And Felt Around Inside It. He Pulled Out 2 Pairs Of Handcuffs. "What Are Those Fo-", But Before She Could Finish, Joe Cuffed Her Feet To The 2 Front Bed Posts. "HEY! LET ME GO!!" Thankfully The Windows Were Shut So The Neighbors Wouldn't Hear. "Relax. I Won't Hurt You If You Shut Up." Suprisingly, That Shut Felisa Up Immediately. "Good. Now Just Lay Down." He Then Kissed Her Full On The Lips. Then, He Sat Her Up, And Unbuttoned Her Shirt. He Circled His Hand Around The Bra-Covered Outline Of Her Breasts. She Let Out A Small Moan. Finally, He Unhooked Her Bra, And Read The Tag: 28b. Dispite This, She Layed Still, Relaxed. "Good Girl. Now, I'm Going To Uncuff You To Remove Your Jeans And Panties. If You Don't Cooperate," Joe Said, Pulling Out A Switchblade Knife, "I'll Fuck You With This Knife. Believe Me, It's More Pain Then Pleasure."

Felisa Gave A Gentle Nod...

To Be Continued. Comments Welcome...

Everything in my life seemed to be going perfectly. My husband and I were heavily in debt but it wasn't a problem. We both had good jobs and easily covered our payments. We were living well but still within our means. The only problem was that we enjoyed our incomes and didn't bank anything.

Things started going bad when my husband had an automobile accident. He couldn't work and his benefits soon ran out. We did have medical insurance but it didn't cover everything. I was still working and making enough to cover the bills so it looked like we were going to get through this set back.

At my job, Sally was very supportive while her husband Jim saw an opportunity to get something he always wanted, ME. Even though Jim was a bum he still exerted a lot of influence over Sally. If he didn't like someone he could easily convince Sally to get rid of them. I know because I saw it happen.

One day Jim came to me and expressed sympathy for the situation I was in with my husband. Then he reminded me about how much I really needed my job there. His eyes wandered over my body as he told me that. I understood exactly what he was implying. He walked away before I could tell the fat jerk to go to hell.

A week after that incident, I went in on a Saturday to make sure I had them ready for Monday morning. I had told Sally I was going in but no one else. I was only there for 15 minutes when I heard someone coming in the office. It was Jim. He acted liked he was surprised I was there. Then he sat down to talk to me.Â

It only took a few minutes before he got to the real reason he was there. He said that he had been talking with Sally about having an outside firm do the book keeping. Then he informed me that he could sway her decision either way. He knew that if I lost my job there I would lose everything.Â

I asked him what he wanted and he got a big smile on his fat face. He said "You can start by taking your blouse off". I started crying and said "You bastard" as I nervously began opening buttons. I felt helpless and humiliated. After I took the blouse off, he ordered me to hand him my bra. It wasn't enough that I had to take it off. I had to hand it to him to add to my humiliation. He had me strip to my panties and ordered me to stand. I stood with tears streaming down my face as he slowly pulled my panties down my legs leaving me completely nude.Â

I stood there for several minutes while he crudely fingered and felt every inch of my body. Before this, only my husband had touched me the way he did. The next thing he did was to tell me to lay over his lap. Then he grabbed my hair and pulled me into that position. He said he had been waiting for over a year to do this and began spanking me. He was hitting my rear hard and it hurt like hell. I was begging him to quit. He said that if I begged to suck his cock that he might quit. The pain was bad and I knew I was going to have to do it anyway so I said "Please let me suck your cock". I had to repeat it again before he stopped. Then he pushed me off and on the floor.

Next, I was made to open his pants and take out his cock. It was almost hidden under a roll of fat. I gave him his blow job. He came in my mouth after only a few minutes and ordered me to swallow every thing. I did. Then he wiped himself clean with my hair.Â

Jim stood up and gathered my clothes. He said he was going for lunch and I didn't need any because I already ate. He said he would leave my clothes in my car if I wanted to walk out by the busy road and get them. Otherwise he said he would be right back.Â

If you want me to continue the rest of this experience E-mail me at classroomb4@aol and let me know.Â

Jeanne         Â

Sharon's husband Joe ran across this opportunity to purchase a business that seemed like a profitable venture. All he needed was $50,000 to do it. He spoke with my husband John about it and the two of them agreed to put up $30,000 each, $50,000 to purchase the company and $10,000 for operating expense. John was very excited about it because it was something he always wanted to do and he would be working with his best friend.

The only problem we had was coming up with the money. We could do it but it would mean draining our savings and borrowing on our house. Still it seemed worth it so that was what we did.

The two men purchased the company and my husband John quickly found out what a fraud Joe was. Joe used our money to put down on the company and financed the business to cover the remainder. He never put a dime up himself. While we were struggling with a higher house payment and no savings, Joe was drawing a big salary from the company and writing himself bonus checks whenever he needed more money. Things went from bad to worse. Joe was not only bleeding their company, he also managed to force my husband completely out of it. The friendship was over and our money was gone. It took several years for us to dig out of that financial hole and we were bitter.

Even though I hated her husband for what had happened, I never held Sharon responsible and we still got along. Then one day she casually mentioned about how well the business was doing now that her husband was running it himself. I blew up. We had been swindled and she seemed to be bragging about it. Our friendship ended there on a bitter note.

Several years went by with us never forgetting about how our "friends" had used us. Everytime John would have a few drinks, he would rant and rave about what had happened. It wasn't as much the money as it was the complete betrayal.

We still had a lot of mutual friends with Sharon and Joe. One of them. Gary, told us about a party Sharon and Joe were having and of course we weren't invited. On the day that party was supposed to happen, Jim started drinking in the afternoon. Then he started ranting about Joe enjoying our hard earned money. It upset me too.

By 9:00 that night, John was feeling no pain and decided he was going to crash Joe's party. I was so worked up that I decided that I wanted to go with him. I wanted to see the look on Sharon's face when we appeared at the door.

There were only a few people still there when we arrived. To my surprise, Sharon was very polite and acted as if nothing was ever wrong. Joe was very nervous about John being there. John can get violent when he is extremely angry and Joe knew it. Joe was also afraid of John. 

To John's credit he remained calm but stared hole into Joe. Everyone there knew of the situation between the four of us and tension was in the air. The couples that were still there left quickly so as to not get involved. Within an hour there were only 5 guests still there. There was Gary who was talking with John, Jeff who was a 400 pond ball of fat passed out on the couch, and Bernie who was talking with Sharon and Joe. The three guys that were there were really better friends of ours then they were of Joe and Sharon. 

Then John walked over to Joe and I knew something was going to happen. John loudly announced "So when are you going to pay me the money you swindled me out of"? Joe started making all kinds of excuses. He was clearly terrified John was going to beat him up. Sharon was being typically Sharon saying "Now you boys settle down" like they were children. 

Joe and John argued a little and John was just getting more angry. Then John said "if you are not going to give me my money, maybe I'll just start taking thing around here since I probably paid for them". In an attempt to passify John, Joe said "Take anything you want, you can have anything of mine". Joe just didn't want beat up. John went around literally trashing the room saying nothing there was worth anything. Normally I would have stopped John but in this situation, I agreed with what he was doing. They deserved it. 

Before I go on, I want to take a minute here to tell more about Sharon so you have the complete picture. Sharon never drank, smoked or said a swear word in her life. She always dressed like a grandmother wearing baggy clothes and dresses always below the knee. Even though she had large breasts she always kept them hidden with baggy tops and sweaters buttoned all of the way up to her neck. She worked as a librarian in the childrens section as I said taught Sunday school. She would politely walk away from any conversation involving sex. Even though she was very attractive, one would never think of her and sex in the same thought. She seemed to live in her own world and sex wasn't part of it. 

Now back to what was happening. 

Sharon walked over to John and said "Now John you arn't being nice". (Exact quote) John pulled her to him and said to Joe "Maybe I'll take a roll in the sack with your wife". Then he added "That ought to be worth something". Joe looked over at me and I said "Hey, you owe him and it's all right with me". Even though he was my husband, I wanted to see it just for the humiliation they would get out of it. 

Sharon seemed petrified. She just stood there speechless. Sharon started crying and tried walking away from John. John pulled her back to him and said to her "not so fast honey, we haven't even started yet". Joe pleaded with John to let her go. John said to him "I can beat the fuck out of you and then do what I want with her or you can just shut up and watch". Joe never moved. No one in the room was saying anything. I was sure that the three guys there all thought those two deserved it. 

John was holding Sharon from behind.  While facing Joe, he slid his hands up and started feeling Sharon's breasts. She didn't even try to stop him. John laughed and said to Joe "I always knew she had some tits but these babies are bigger and softer then I thought". Then John said to Sharon "You like have a real man's hands on your tits, don't you". Sharon remained silent. John said in a stern voice "Answer me". Sharon seemed to go into a completely submissive mode and said "Yes John". Then he put his finger under her chin and told her to give him a big kiss. She looked to her husband and he quietly said "There's nothing I can do". Then John pulled her face to his and they kissed. I wasn't watching them, I was watching Joe and his face was white with humiliation. I was loving it. 

My attention went back to John and Sharon when I heard John say "Feel how hard my cock is". Then he put Sharon's hand over his zipper. Then he said "You keep rubbing that thing babe, I've got other things to do". He let go of her hand and she left it there. John again felt her breasts and then started unbuttoning her dress. Sharon cried more but didn't say or do anything to stop him. It was as if she had completely resigned herself to her fate. There was no sympathy from me. 

John unbuttoned her dress down to her waist and then pushed it off of her shoulders and down her arms until it hung down from the belt around her waist. John mentioned that he had never seen a bra before that had that many snaps. He opened them one at a time until the bra snapped loose. It too was pushed off of her shoulders and dropped to the floor between them. Our audience seemed to approve of seeing Sharon's rather large breasts. Everyone except Joe. John kissed and slobbered over her boobs while telling Joe how nice and soft they were. 

John's next move was to unbuckle her belt and push her dress over her hips. It fell in a pile around her feet. Sharon just stood there staring at a spot on the floor. I couldn't believe it. She was wearing panty hose and granny panties under them. Then John said to her "Get those things off". Joe finally got some courage and said "Now this is going too far". John told him to shut up and started toward him. Sharon now spoke up and said "No! I'll do it just leave him alone". John stopped.

Sharon slowly pulled her pantyhose off. John immediately slipped his hand down the front of her panties and said to Joe "Look, I've got your wife's pussy in my hand and I think she likes it". Joe said nothing. Then John pushed her panties down and took them off of her. Sharon certainly was in need of a good trim. She was pretty hairy. John threw Sharon's panties to Joe and ordered him to put them on. He told him that since he was the pussy of the house he should wear them. We all watched while Joe dropped his pants and underwear and put Sharon's panties on. I loved it.

John turned his attention back to Sharon who was now completely naked. Even I was impressed with her figure. Her boobs sagged but there wasn't an ounce of fat on her anywhere else. John shoved his hand between her legs an announced to everyone "The little sluts wet", "I think she wants fucked". John looked to me and asked "Do you mind if I fuck this little slut honey"? I answered "I'm looking forward to it" Sharon glared at me and said "How could you"? Then she said to John "Please I've never had anyone but my husband". John answered "That's about to change". 

John said that someone needed to lick her pussy to get it ready. (apparently she wasn't as wet as he had said) He looked at Joe but Bernie spoke up and said he would do it because he loved eating pussy. John told him to go for it. Bernie pulled her over to the couch and stuck his head between her legs. John made sure to point out to Joe that another man was enjoying his wife's pussy. We all (except Joe) cheered Bernie on. Sharon just laid there on her back with her hands covering her face. 

After several minutes John said that was enough and told Sharon to come over to him. She seemed happy to get away from Bernie. I looked over to Joe and said "If you have a camera, get it". Joe didn't move until John yelled "Do what the lady says" and he scurried out of the room. He returned with an expensive digital camera. The fitst picture I took was of Joe in Sharon's panties. Then I took a few of Sharon nude. I made her stand naked by each guy in the room and took her picture. The look in her eyes of pure hatred was precious.

John ordered Sharon to get on her knees. She did and John stood in front of her. He first told her to rub his cock. Again she did as she was told. John made sure to tell Joe that her hands felt good on his cock and then said "I think her mouth will feel even better". Sharon spoke saying "Please John, I don't do that", "I've never done that", "I can't do that". John told her to shut up and open his pants. She undid his belt and button then what I thought was a nice touch, he had her pull his zipper down with her teeth. Then he had her pull his pants and underwear down to his knees. 

My husbands cock was only an inch from her nose. Then he slapped her across the face with it several times before ordering her to kiss it. Sharon reluctantly leaned forward and kissed it lightly then pulled back and said "I can't do that". John grabbed a handful of hair and said "you will do what I say" and ordered her to kiss it again. Sharon leaned forward and started kissing it. Then he told her to lick his balls. She did. Then he told her to open up and and he slipped his cock past her lips. He made sure to tell Joe that his wife was a great "cocksucker". He told Joe that he would cum in her mouth but he wanted to "fuck" her first. 

With that, he pulled out of her mouth. He told her to get on her hands and knees. Then he moved behind her and rammed his cock into her to the hilt. He pulled her long hair until her head was up. He said he wanted her looking at her pathetic husband while another man fucked her. I got some good pictures of that. Then I saw something that I didn't like at all. Sharon seemed to be enjoying having John pound her from behind. Sharon asked John not to cum in her and that was the last thing he did before pulling out. Then John walked around so he was in front of her and told her to lick his slimy half hard cock clean. To my surprise she did it without protest. 

Then John looked at the guys still there watching and asked "Anyone else want a turn with her"? Bernie quickly jumped up and said "I do". John told him to take her to the bedroom. Bernie pulled Sharon behind him and left the room. The rest of us stayed. John tortured Joe by telling him that Sharon seemed to love having his cock in her and saying what a good fuck she was. I snuck out with the camera to get a picture of Bernie fucking Sharon. 

Ten minutes later, Bernie came back and Gary left. When Gary returned, Jeff went to her. John was sure to mention that Joe's "whore" wife was taking on all comers. Jeff returned with a big smile on his face and said "Wow, that bitch can fuck". John went and returned with Sharon in hand. She seemed a bit wobbly on her feet after taking four hard cocks.

John announced that her pussy was too sloppy to fuck again and ordered Sharon back to her knees. We watched while she gave him a blow job. John came in her mouth and ordered to swallow every drop. She made faces and gagged but did it. Then we all sat around enjoying a few drinks while the other three guys took turns using her mouth. Jeff came all over her face and that made a good picture. 

Gary said that he wanted to fuck her one more time. He was mounting her as John and I left. 

For the first time in years, I felt like we had gotten our money's worth.