To escape my troubles, I'd drink and surf the web late at night, looking at porn. When I first saw the ad for the resort, I thought it was some kind of joke or someone's weird fantasy. But I'd had just enough to drink to send off an email to find out more. In a few days, I got a response that gave the phone number of the resort's local representative. I guess my curiosity got the best of me and I called and set up an appointment,

The address was in a downtown high rise that also housed some of the area's top law firms and corporate headquarters. I waited in a well furnished lobby to see the guy I'd spoken to on the telephone. When I finally sat down in his large office, I was even more nervous than I'd thought I would be.

“Look,” I said, “I'm not really sure I want to do this. But I've been out out of a job and money is getting tight. I...well..just wanted to explore the possibilities”

The man, who I only knew as 'Steve' smiled understandingly. “Of course. And if our opportunities are not something you want to pursue, it's best if we decide that now. But I think you'll find the possibilities to be very lucrative.”

I shifted uncomfortably in the chair. “Basically, what you do is run a sex resort in South America?”

He looked pained. “We prefer the term 'Adult Recreation Spa'. Our clients come from all over the world to relax and enjoy themselves.”

“And most of your 'employees' are Americans?” I asked.

“Yes, “ he smiled. “Our clients prefer American women, girls and boys.”

“Oh...boys too?”

“Oh certainly!” he responded, looking surprised at my question. “Now, let's talk about your family.” He got some forms out of a drawer and looked at me attentively. “You and your wife have how many children?”

“Two, our daughter Kim who's 15 and son Bart, 13.”

“Your wife's age?”

“Beth just turned 42”

He looked a bit troubled. “No offense, but your wife is a bit older than we usually accept. Did you bring a picture of her?”

I fumbled in my attache case and brought out a picture of Beth in her bathing suit taken the previous summer. He studied it and looked pleased, “She's in good shape. Nice, full bust too. What's her bra size?”

“Uh...36DD”

“She shave her pubic area?”

I hesitated, but then felt silly. Giving personal information about my wife was something I should have expected. “Uh, no, not usually.”

“I see,” he said thoughtfully. “We ask that because shaved women usually are a bit more open to new experiences. But, of course, all women are shaved at the spa.” I just nodded.

“Is your daughter a virgin?”

I think I jumped a little. “Yes, I'm sure she is.”

“And your son? Anally, I mean”

“Look,” I said. “Before we go further with this, what kind of money are we talking about?”

He smiled. “Of course.” He reached in a drawer and pulled out a piece of paper. He handed it to me and I saw that it looked like a menu, but it was a list of prices to be paid for the use of my wife, son and daughter for three months. It added up to more than I'd made in two years on my previous job. I swallowed hard.

“We pay half up front and half at the end of each summer”, he said casually.

“They...they won't be willing to do this,” I said.

He waved his hand dismissively. “Oh, none of them are. The first week or so is always difficult. But all come around. Even if they don't enjoy it, they cooperate knowing that we film many activities and will post them on the internet. All you need to do is get them on our airplane for the flight down to our spa. We do the rest.”

“I see,“ I said weakly.

The meeting lasted almost two hours. Both Steve and I signed the contract. At first I wondered why he didn't ask more questions about our sexual history, but then realized that it didn't really matter. That would soon change.

School would be out for the summer in two weeks and we agreed on a departure date shortly after that. Then a lovely young secretary came in and handed me a certified check for an incredible amount of money.

When I got home, Beth was thrilled when I told her the lie about the 'consulting' job I'd gotten and showed her the check with the rather generic company name on it. She didn't even seem to notice how vague I was about my job duties. Of course, the whole family was excited about the 'vacation' I had planned to celebrate my new position.

Over the next couple of weeks, I felt terribly guilty, but knew the money meant economic survival. Besides, Steve had hinted darkly about the consequences for breaking a contract with his company. There was something scary about Steve.

As the day neared, Beth and Kim excitedly talked about what clothes to pack. They thought it was a two week trip. I knew it didn't matter what they packed because they wouldn't have much need for clothes after we arrived.

The day we went to the airport, Beth and the kids were very impressed that we were traveling by private jet. Another family was there, husband, wife and two daughters a bit younger than Kim. A quick exchange of glances with the husband told me that he hadn't told his family the truth either.

It was a long flight. The family dozed but I couldn't sleep. Finally, we skimmed over the top of a jungle, landed at an isolated air strip and taxied up to a small terminal building.

The first shock came before we even got off the plane. Two girls of about 16 or 17 came out to get the luggage from the plane. One of the girl wore a thong, the other was completely naked. Beth and Kim stared out the plane window at them.

“I knew the natives might..well..dress like that,” Beth said, “But they look like Americans!” I didn't answer.

We got off the plane and walked into the terminal. It was pretty bare with just a few benches. There weren't any restrooms, just four toilets along one wall, right out in the open.

A group of men came up to the other family that had walked in ahead of us. The men said something to the mother and her daughters which obviously shocked them. The dad just looked away.

There were protests and struggles, but the men weren't there to argue. The women were taken over by the benches and the men began to strip them.

“Oh my God!” Beth gasped, “What is going on?”

The three were stripped naked in an amazingly short time and stood trying to cover themselves, looking shocked and tearful. The same girls who had picked up the luggage gathered up the discarded clothes from the floor.

The men approached us and Beth looked at me fearfully. “It's best to just cooperate,” was all I could say.

Seeing Beth stripped wasn't fun, but I was surprised at my curiosity about Kim's body. I hadn't seen her naked since was a little kid and I was impressed by her developing body. She already had respectable breasts and an almost womanly bush.

I notice that the girls from the other family momentarily forgot their shame and stared as Bart's cock and balls were exposed. He looked like he had a partial erection.

The women and Bart were herded over towards the toilets and told to use them. Because of nervousness and the long flight, the females obeyed and took turns sitting and peeing. Bart took his turn last.

The nude members of the families were taken out to a small bus for the short ride to the resort. The other husband and I were driven by car. When we arrived at the hotel, our car went up to the front entrance while the bus went down a side road.

The room I was given was beautiful and overlooked the beach which had perhaps fifty or sixty men on it of all ages and races. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised to see women being fucked on half a dozen beach blankets. Then I saw Beth and the others walking in a straight line towards a low motel-like building at the far end of the beach. All of them were looking at the women being laid on the beach. I guess that if they'd had any doubts, they knew then what they were there for.

I decided to explore the hotel and found it to be luxurious. I wondered what the paying guests shelled out for staying there. I picked up a copy of the rules and found that there weren't very many. The women, girls and a few men and boys who were completely naked around the hotel were available for sex on demand. The topless women were hotel staff and could only be fondled while on duty, but could be fucked when off duty.

As I read the rules, a very pretty blonde girl and a woman who was clearly her mother walked by. Both were naked. On an impulse, I said to the girl, “Honey, I'd like you to suck my cock please.” The girl looked startled and glanced at her mother who looked concerned. Finally, she said to her daughter, “Just get down on your knees and do like I showed you.”

The girl nervously knelt in front of me as I pulled out my dick. The thought that I was probably her first blowjob had given me a rock hard boner. She opened her mouth and closed her eyes. I stuck my cock in her mouth, held her head and began gently fucking her face. Her mother stood by trying not to watch. Soon I was pumping my hips harder while trying not to gag the girl. Then I let out a big sigh and began spurting my load down her throat. She swallowed as much as she could but then pulled away and I came in her face and down her front. The mother came over to jack my cock a little and help her daughter out by licking the last of my cum off the tip of my cock. I thanked them, zipped up and walked away.

I went to the bar for a drink and yakked with the bartender, a friendly girl who didn't mind me feeling her tits every now and then.

I should have been prepared when I walked out to take a look at the beach. Still, I was shocked to see my wife laying on a blanket under a chubby Arab-looking guy. He was kind of holding himself in a push-up position so I could see that he was ramming a fat cock in and out of Beth's newly shaven pussy. Her big tits were bouncing from his thrusts but otherwise she lay still with her eyes closed, hands on his hairy shoulders. On the next blanket, the other mother who had been on the plane with us was getting a similar treatment from another Arab. The two men were exchanging comments in a foreign language, probably comparing the merits of the two women.

I wondered what had become of Kim and Bart, but didn't see them. I walked away before Beth noticed me.

Some hours later, after dinner, one of the other husbands told me that the teens were often brought to the lobby in the evening. He said he usually went there to check on his daughter and I decided to do the same.

Kim and Bart were both there. Kim was on one of the couch with a large black guy on top of her. He had her bent nearly double by scooping her up legs. A truly massive cock was being pushed into her cunt. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was open but gentle gasps were the only sounds she made. I was amazed that the black guy was able to get fully half his prick into her.

Bart was bent over the arm of another couch. Behind him, a fat guy with glasses had his cock completely up Bart's ass and was pumping enthusiastically. Bart's young buns jiggled as he was humped. I could see underneath Bart and saw his erect cock swing and bob between his legs. He said something I couldn't hear and ejaculated explosively on the carpet.

The black guy was now fucking my daughter, grinning in appreciation of her youthful beauty. The strain showed on her face but I couldn't see any signs of protest.

I went back up to my room and was surprised to see Beth there, watching TV. “I'm on a break” she said simply, “We're allowed to take one every couple of hours or so.”

“Uh, you Ok?” I asked, knowing how stupid it sounded.

She shrugged. “Nothing to be done now. I hated you when I realized what you'd done, but after three or four men, you sort of give in.”

“How many men have you had?”

“Five” she said. “Counting the one who did me in the butt.” Beth had never let me have her anally and I admit to a pang of jealousy. “Oh, and I blew two guys,” she added.

I told her what I'd seen in the lobby. She nodded. “They have this one guy who busts the girls' cherries. He fucked Kim over in that motel. She said it didn't hurt as much as she thought it would.”

“Is Beth on the pill?” I asked, rather belatedly I guess

“No, but they stuck an IUD up in her right after she was deflowered.” Beth said. “But one of the Arab guys is offering a lot of money if she'll have a baby for him. We're thinking about it.”

I don't know why, but the idea of Kim getting impregnated gave me a hell of a boner.

Beth and I both went down to the lobby. As we left the elevator, some guy said something in her ear and she went back upstairs with him.

In the lobby, word had gotten out that Kim and Bart were brother and sister. Three men were watching and playing with themselves as Bart energetically fucked his sister on the same couch where the black guy had had her. Bart was obviously about to cum and the three guys moved closer. Almost in unison, the three men began spewing their loads all over the two teens. I heard Kim squeal excitedly as most of one load hit her in the face. It was one of the most erotic things I'd ever seen.

Other men had gathered around the scene or I probably would have fucked Kim too, but it was clear that she was going to be gang-banged. I saw one of the girls from the other family on the plane standing nearby, looking around shyly. She couldn't have been more than fourteen. I took her wrist and led to an open couch. As I got on top of the nervous girl, I saw her mother leaving the area so she didn't have to watch. The poor girl gasped and fainted as I shoved the entire length of my penis up her cunt in one brutal thrust. I fucked her unconscious body, quickly squirting her full of my lust. I yanked my cock out of her and walked away quickly, feeling a bit guilty. When I looked back, all I could see were her shapely young legs sticking out from under another man who was already humping her.

The first week or so was the wildest. Everyone had to learn to pace themselves. Beth and Kim could hardly walk after the first day because their pussies were so sore. The staff gave them arm bands to wear for a day or two, indicating that they were only available for oral sex. Bart only got fucked in ass once or twice a day and seemed in better shape.

Beth, Kim and Bart got every other weekend off and we went to another, more secluded resort area. It was nice being so relaxed about nudity. By the time of our first weekend, Bart had fucked Beth and I had screwed Kim so we had no secrets from each other.

The Arab guy offered even more money and we decided to let him impregnate Kim. She was his exclusively for a while and, by the end of July, she'd missed a period and the resort doctor confirmed that she was pregnant. It turned out that the Arab also knocked up one of the other girls we'd flown down with. Both girls would be flown to the guy's country to have the babies.

Now the summer is over and we're back home. Of course, friends and relatives were surprised by Kim's condition, but soon accepted it. No one knew where we'd been and accepted the story of me having a foreign assignment.

The main problem that has resulted from all this is that Bart and I really can't keep Kim and Beth satisfied. The summer at the resort got them used to getting fucked at least three or four times a day. Beth now has two boyfriends that she and Kim see regularly. Kim also has a boyfriend of her own that she fucks regularly. Occasionally taking it up the ass from me or this one family friend seems to keep Bart happy.

We'll be going back again next summer. Wouldn't miss it for the world.....

It was during one of these planned weekends at the lake cottage that Molly and I unexpected spent some time alone. Molly had been at cheerleading camp all week near my lake cottage and I volunteered to pick her up that afternoon and take her to the cottage, since Tom had to work a full day and then go home to pick up the rest of his family. Even though I was in my early thirties the thought of stopping by a teen age cheerleading camp and then spending an hour in a car with Molly was pretty enticing. I was on my way to pick up Molly when I recieved a cell phone call from her mother Beth. It ends up Molly's little sister had try outs for a play she really wanted to be in the next morning so they could not make it to the cottage until noon on Saturday. She apologized and offered to drive out that night to get Molly. I told her not to bother, that I would just take Molly straight to their place or Molly could just spend the night. Beth said she did not want to inconvenienceme and I said it was zero inconvenience since I was just planning to do some work on the cottage and the boat. We agreed to leave it up to Molly and touch base after I picked her up.

The cheerleading camp was as much fun as  I thought it would be. I was early, as planned, and there were babes everywhere. The camp was for high school age cheerleaders, and some of the older girls looked like they could be LA Laker dancers. Some of the girls were really built, and I was thinking they must really bounce when they jump. Found Molly and she gave me a big welcome hug, which I made sure to extend by pulling her tight. Helped her load her stuff and noticed her body looked ever tighter after a week of working hard at the camp. Her blue eyes really stood out as her skin bronzed from being in the sun.

As we were pulling out I gave her the news about her families delay and gave her her options, drive two hours back home or drive a half hour to the cottage and go water skiing. Wanted to frame the question right and it worked. After she gave me the no duh look she called her mom and told her she wanted to go to the cottage. I over heard her mother tell her to make sure she helped me in cleaning the cottage and boat. 

We arrived at the cottage and it was in great shape, after my sisters fmily hd borrowed it the week before. The boat though definitely needed cleaning, after sitting on a trailer for the last month. Molly said she would clean it, but I told her I could not let her do it alone. She then realized that she was without a bathing suit, in that her mother was suppose to bring one for her. After a few dirty thoughts of thinking of telling her she could go without I remembered that my sister kept a suit at the cottage. I gave Molly the suit and a safety pin, since my sister, while thin, was bigger than Molly. Molly came out in the bikinitop and with her cheer shorts on over the bikini bottoms. She grabbed a sponge and asked where to start. My sick mind told her it would be easiest for her to start on the outside of the boat, since she could stand up while working. I told her I would work along with her from the inside of the boat reaching down to the areas she could not reach. While she thought I was being nice, I knew I was just being a pervert in that I knew with this arrangement I would be forced to be looking down at her beautiful hard body the whole time we worked. I wondered if other people my age were anywhere as close to being this sick, in that Molly was only 14 and I am in my mid thirties. But at that point I did not care, she looked great and I was rock hard. We begin working and with a fringe benefit of the too large bikini top was that it would just hang open when she bent forward to get more water on her sponge. She would often try to hold her top to her breasts when she would bend over, but with a sponge in one hand and her other hand all wet she would often fail and it made for a great show. It was interesting, with a bra on Mollys breast looked small and round, but when hanging loose they looked like small pyramids, sticking straight out. Her nipples were lightly colored and also seemed to be sticking out hard. I was thinking maybe it was from the cold hose water, since the temperature was only in the sevnties. We had only been at the cottage and hour and  I could not believe I had seen Molly's beautiful breast, even if she was trying to hide them. Never enjoyed cleaning the boat more and was sad when we were done, thinking it might be the last time I ever see breasts that young and perfect.

Told Molly I felt bad making her work that hard and offered to let her water ski. She jumped at the chance and I let her ski until she was exhausted. She usually has just a short term, since there were always others waiting and she could not believe I kept letting her go again after she would fall. The highlight for me was holding the ladder in place as she climbed on board after her last ride. She was worn out and it was a struggle to pull herself up the ladder. The bikini bottom had strtched a bit after getting wet and the safety pin did not stop it from sliding a few inches down her butt as she climbed out. What a sight, that beautiful white tight butt, just below the dark tan line. Could have looked forever, but seeing that she was struggling had to move around to her front to help pull her out.

Went back to the house and both showered and got dressed for dinner. I grabbed a beer and she was having a lemonade. I mentioned how beautiful she was and asked if she was dating. She mentioned that she was not allowed to date until she was 16. I asked if she ever had a boyfriend and she said no. She said her friends had told her about boys that liked her, but between going to a catholic grade school and her parents she really hadn't had a chance. I told her that would change quickly now that she was going into high school and that I would have asked her out in a second. She giggled and said she was a bit afraid of the whole dating thing, since she had zero experience. Joking around I said I would be her boyfriend that night at dinner, so that she would be at least a little prepared. She looked at me and said that would be fun. I said "ok, but this is just betwen you and I. And don't make fun of me if I stutter, because I am not used to such a beautiful girlfriend." She punched me in the arm and said to quit teasing and I responded that I was not teasing. Molly left to grab a sweater, I ws hoping she would not put it on ver her tank top and skirt.  I grabbed another beer and a lemonade for Molly. This is where I really began to cross the line. I put extra dry lemonade mix in Molly's glass and a shot of vodka. Don't really know what I was thinking, but thought it would make things interesting. Also put another show of vodka in a zip lock bag in my pocked. I knew what I was doing was waywrong, but ever since seeing those breasts dangling I was thinking all day with the wrong head. Molly returned and I toasted the new couple. I told her I would treat her like a girlfriend and show her the things boys would try on dates. I said boys would probably try to move things along faste than her and she needed to be ready and figure out how she would respond. I repeated that this was favor to her and that it was just between us and she said of course.   We finished out "cocktails" and I grabbed her hand for the walk to the car, it felt so smooth and small.

The restaurant was very nice, with a nice table over looking the water. We sat next too each other facing the water. Molly was very talkative and relaxed, I think her first shot of alcohol had her initially flying. When she left the table to visit the rest room I snuck a secong vodka shot into her drink, and decided that was enough if not too much. When she came back I told her she would be pretty safe in a restaurant, but in a secluded table like this a boy might let his hands wander. She looked at me like "what are you talking about". I said they might put their hands on her beautiful leg and just hold it our slide there hands up and down like this and showed her with my hand just above her knee. She said "that does not seem to be too bad". I said it is not, but with her wearing a short skirt thay might try to push it a little further and slide their hands up her skirt a little and I then slid my hand a lttle under her skirt and massaged a ways up her thigh before pulling out (boy did she feel great). She said why would they do that. I could tell she was not playing dumb, so I slowly described the steps boys might take using the old baseball analogy. First base = kiss, second base = touching breasts... I used very tame language and said it was awkward to discuss but she should know what her friends are talking about and how boys think. Don't know if she bought it all. At this point dinner was over and it was time to head home.

On the drive home I mentioned that dates often consisted of a dinner and movies, and we could watch a movie at my house. Molly said she was game.  We got home and I said Molly could pick a movie. She was looking at an r rated movie and said it looked good but her parents would never let her watch it. I said go ahead, since I knew it had a few very sensuous scenes. We sat down on the couch and pulled her over to me and wrapped an arm around her shoulder and told her that is how dates often sit. I looked down at her beautiful eyes and they were glassy and she said she was feeling tired, probably the effect of the vodka. I told her to just rest her head on my shoulder and relax. After a few minutes of the movie I told her this was probably the first move many boys would take and I moved my right hand down from her shoulder to the closest breast and gave it a nice soft squeeze and started to grab a feel (they were small, but as firm as my imagition had thought). She then pushed my hand a way. I told her that was the perfect response, that with her looks boys would want to grab a feel and she would have to decide when she was ready. I asked her how it felt "good, bad...", and she said it just felt weird. So much for my ability to turn on a fourteen year old.

I then said at this point boys would often try to go for a kiss.  I asked her if she had ever kissed before and she said only relatives. I aksed her to show me and she gave me a peak on the cheek. I told her boys would want it longer on the mouth and she gave me a longer closed mouth peck on lips. I then gave her an explanation of the different types of kissing, from pecks on the hand to deep french kissing (DFK) with tongue play. I told her to save the DFK kissing for a boy she really liked, but that she should really practice before that time. I said lets try it real slowly and at least you will know what to do. She gave me a doubtful look but softly said ok, perhaps the vodka was helping me. We started lightly kissing, with her mouth open about 1/16 of an inch. I explained that was not quite it and told her to kep her lips loose and  Iwould show her. I slowly pushed her lips open with my tongu and tried to be very gentle and slow, so that she did not get spooked. I genlty kissed her top and loer lips, htey were s soft. She felt great, but there was little coming back. I then explained that she would need to kiss back more, but that it would be easier with a real boyfriend.

I told Molly there was one more of my favorite moves that boys would often try while kissing. I told her that while kissing boys would often let there hands wander, usually to feel a breast like I showed her earlier. I said that when boys did that they would often try for more that just a quick feel through a shirt. I said let me show you and I gently kissed her on the lips and touched her breasts through her short for a split second. I stopped kissing and said that was one way. I then said let me quickly show you the second and third ways. I gently kissed her and this time slid my hand quickly under her tank top and lightly touched her bra and quickly pulled out. I did not want to spook her any worse and really wanted to show her the third way. At this point I was one step beyond hard and could fel some pre cum wetness in my pants. I was so exited I was in pain. I knew I had pushed our little game as far as Molly wanted and could tell by her eyes that she was not interested in going any further, but I also knew I could not stop with a quick touch of her breasts thru a shirt at this point. I then said "ok Molly, that is about it. The last thing I will show you is the third method boys will take when trying to feel a girl up".  I started lightly kissing Molly again, but this time pushed it a little more and had her head backed uop the seat cushion.  I then quickly slid my hand up her shirt and felt her body stiffen. I knew this was my last shot, so instead of just trying to slide my hand under her bra I pushed it up over her one breast. Luckily her breasts are relatively small and the bra pushed up rather easily. I grabbed her breast between my thumb and fingers and gently massaged. At this point she tried to push my hand away but I kept enjoying the feel of her firm, but soft, breast. She tried to break our kiss off, but I kept kissing her, holding her head in place with my other hand, even as she tried to close her mouth. Perhaps I was thinking she never said no, so as long as we were kissing I had the go ahead. Her little tit felt great and I kept massaging it even as she was now trying to slide out from under me. I quickly rolled on top of her on the couch, putting my leg between her legs so that she could not slide out. I began to tweak her nipple, thinking it would get hard quick, but it took a while to get it as hard at it looked when we were washing the boat. Now my rock hard cock was resting on her thigh, and her squirming around was grinding it even through my pants. I now reached across and grabbed her other breast, it felt as great as the first. Molly was struggling to break off contact anyway she could, but 100 pounds is no match for 190 pounds, especially when that person is more sexual excited that he has ever been.

I need to taste the most beautiful breast I had ever seen, and have now touched. I slide down to kiss Molly's breasts, my waste now between her legs, pinning her down. As soon as I break the kiss, Molly starts screaminh "stop, what are you doing, no.....". I push up her shirt and look at her great little breast and start sucking on the right breast. I can get the whole breast in my mouth, and twirl my tongue around her nipple. I have to suck hard and hold her with both hands to keep contact. I am  thinking this must feel good to her, my girlfriends love this move, but the screaming reminds me that she does not enjoy it in the least. I normally could do this for a long time, but not in these conditions. I move back up and start kissing Molly again. Her mouth is closed, but I force it open with my tongue.  I am surprised I can get my tongue in her mouth and it is a lot nicer without the noise. My left hand quickly moves from the back of her head to her thigh. Molly's short skirt has ben pushed up already so it is real easy to reach the front of her panties. I start massaging her opening through the panties. Molly is trying to move away in every direction, but between my legs and arms I have her very securely positioned. Molly is not wet at all through her panties, which reminds me how far I have crossed the line and how different this is from all my previous recipricol sexual escapades. I move my index finger to one of Molly's thin long legs and slip it under her panty, I start moving around and find soft thin hair covering her mound.  It takes a little while, but I find her opening. It is not very wet either. I genly massage all around the opening, paying extra soft attention to her clit. I am thinking she must find this enjoyable, but i open my eyes and can tell by the shock and teror in her eyes that this is only feeling good to me.

For the 20th time that night I think of stopping, knowing I should, but I am now out of my mind. My hand pulls away from her warm box, but instead of stopping reaches for my zipper. I don't even thinking of stripping our clothes off, I need to be inside of Molly now! I get my zipper down quickly, but with one hand it takes a while to get my rock hard boner through my boxers. It is so hard and hot the fresh air feels good on my cock. I am almost seven inches long, but pretty thin. I remember thinking at the time that being thin was probably good for a change.  I now reach again with a few fingers under Molly's panties.I slowly massage her opening again, but this time try to slide a finger a little inside her. I finally find the exact opening and try to push my index finger in. It slides in a little, but even trying to slide in a little is really tight. I push it up and down just an inch or so and it feels like her body is being lifted up by my finger her pussy is so tight. I know move my cock near her opening, keeping my index finger in as a placeholder. When  Iam in my other fingers of the same hand are holfing my cock next to my index figer. At this pint Ibreak off the kiss, because I want to give the next move all my attention. Molly is now really screaming "No, please stop. Anything, but this..." But it is this or nothing for me.  I slowly start to pull out my finger and try to push my cock head in.  It does not go in at all. Did I slide away from the opening? I reach down and push in my finger - no, still got the right spot. Now I push my cock head hard and it goes in a little, which brings a huge scream from Molly. I am wondering if I am going to get all the way in and whether I am going to  explode before getting there. I begin to lightly push in and out slowly working the head in, to more screams from Molly. It is now firmly in and I run into the hard barrier I knew I would find. I feel real guilty at this point, but know I  can't stop. I give it a few hard pushes and break through, to an ear splitting scream from Molly. I am now most of the way in and want to be all the way in. I continue with slow but firm pistoning and make it all the way. I am surprised, her pussy is so tight it feels like my cock is sliding between hard bones. It is not the wet sloppy sliding in and out, but instead sliding a little in either direction causes a lot of friction and almost pain to my cock. I have only been inside Molly for about a minute or so, but am about to erupt. Decide to push all the way in and rest in her warm hole, so that what may be my last fuck as a free man will last a little longer. Molly is now just moaning under me.  I get all the way and think I am  going to just enjoy being inside Molly. But her pussy is alive, contracting around my cock, she is also moving underneath me, causing more friction. I think for a split second she is begin to enjoy this, but I open my eyes and she that she is in pain and is just trying to slide me out of her. I realize  I am not going to last much longer and give it a few nice long thrusts before pulling out and shooting the biggest load of my life on her stomach and chest.

It felt great as it kept shooting out and out. But immediately I look at Molly and think what  have  I done. Even crying she is beautiful and now has cum on her dark tanned stomach and bright white tits. The look in her eyes tells me I will pay for this. I had never experienced anything that felt better than the last five minutes, but I will have to tell you when I get out in twenty years if it was worth it.

Quietly he pads down the carpeted stairs silent like a ghost. He looks around the room seeing everything as it should be the bathroom door still open. There is a bench along one wall with different types of chains hanging from the ceiling and wall. There in the corner is a work table with wall hooks holding all sorts of whips, canes, and toys. In the middle of the room is a doctors table silver chrome shining dully under the dim light. Heavy manacles hang from the ceiling by chain. There is also a small saw horse of stained wood and a pair of stocks on a small platform in the far corner. He moves from the stairs to the table setting down the water and food.

Walking from the table to the cage he types in the code to unlock the door. The door pops open allowing him to walk in standing over her helpless form. Her red hair hides her face as he looks on she begins to wiggle obviously awake. The contours of her pale ass beg him to caress her there. He crouches down letting his hand stroke her ass cheeks her whimper of fear like music to his ears. The dry cum in her ass crack from last night is hard and crusted now. Talis manages to flip her hair out of her face giving him his first look at her face this morning.

He sees her blue eyes are shoot thru with red from all the crying she has done since last night. Her lips look swollen from where she chewed on them in despair. Her hair is loose it would seem most of it escaped her hair tie during her struggles. Her collar is still fastened to her lovely throat like a trophy. He reaches down stroking her bared neck feeling her shiver with his touch. “Did you sleep well my pet?” His words sound concerned he feels her bodies shivering increase with his words. “No my arms ache and I really need to use the ladies room....Sir” Her voice sounds pain filled and hopeless sweet music to his ears. When she spoke his eyes showed displeasure at her tone. Lifting the remote into her view caused her to add the sir to appease him.

He reaches from her ass to her arms unbinding them slowly as he does this his words once more capture her attention. “If you learn today I will not bind you tonight, when I put you to bed my pet.” When he unties her first wrist he can see the pain of her freedom in those blue eyes. His hands carefully rub circulation back into her limb before releasing it. Then he unties her other wrist and does the same carefully rubbing her back to life. After a few minutes he can see the pain easing in her eyes. He rolls her onto her back now so she is fully exposed to his eyes.

His eyes travel over her body not caring the slightest bit that she began to blush. “You will use the bathroom in my view my pet.” His words once more hold that cool menace in them. “I can’t....please let me go I don’t care about anything I won’t tell th......” Her words were soft a demure but they soon turn into a whimpering scream as he holds the switch on the remote down. Releasing it he rises over her shaking form like a predator about to make his kill. “Get up now pet! I would hate to have to shock you till you made a mess in your bed. This is the only bed you may sleep in for now.” His words hold promise as he steps out of the cage door standing where he can reach her if need be.

She almost jumps to her feet then as he threatens her with that fate shaming her even more. Moving to him at the door she shivers her fear in him growing. He moves to the stairs standing there blocking any escape as he smiles to her. “Go on my pet.” He can see the bathroom from where he stands. His tone is soft as he speaks to her always watching her it seems. She walks to the bathroom hopelessly moving inside. It is then she notices there is no handle on the door. No way to seal it from his eyes or his actions.

With a whimper she moves to the toilet sitting down on the cold seat there. He says nothing but when she peaks up she can see his eyes on her. He watches as she sits there waiting for her to do as he instructed. He moves in from the stairs to the doorway watching her up close now. Soon he gets his way as her bladder wins out against her shame. The sound of her relief is heard thru out the room. He sees her blush brightly as she wipes herself clean then flushes not able to look up. He watches her with enjoyment in his eyes. He knows that with each act she shames herself bringing her deeper into his world.

He walks into the bathroom with her his hand drifts out to stroke her face. She sits frozen on the toilet afraid with him this close even to breathe. He smiles down moving in closer still till she has no room to back from him. He keeps his touch gentle with her as he strokes the side of her face. He leans into her kissing the top of her head affectionately. “I told you last night to think up five questions for us to discuss this morning. Now is the time to speak them for this is as comfortable as I will allow you for now.” His tone is now like a gentle caress as he can feel her muscles are tense as she tries to think.

Her words come out softly confused by his actions. “Might I have some clothing please....sir.” He shakes his head at her words sighing. “Is this then one of your questions?” He feels her squirm on the seat before him as he releases her chin. Leaning back against the wall he watches her as she shakes her head helplessly. “No it is not one of my questions. I am confused I came here for a job but now I am your prisoner?” He nods his head at her words. “That is a better question. You are more then my prisoner you are now my property. I paid the normal fee to have you delivered not all girls make the silver screen my pet.” He watches as she shakes her head still denying it to herself.

He waits silently watching her fight herself his eyes never miss a moment savoring it all. Finally she exhales sharply looking at him her voice is cold now with anger. “What do you plan on doing with me? Raping me till you bore with me?” He sighs shaking his head. “I doubt it there are other ways to enjoy you my pet. I will teach you what it means to be owned.” His words are soft then slowly fill with cool menace. “When I am finished with you only one type of person will fulfill you my pet.” His smile is cool like a predator once more causing her to lose much of her own angry fire.

She looks at him meeting his eyes for a time then remembers she is on the toilet naked in this mans basement. Swiftly her eyes go to the floor as her cheeks turn red once more. He sees the color shifting in her face and reaches out to her stroking her cheek once more. “Why are you doing this..sir? You are not a freak to look on I know you could get dates. Why?” He strokes her as she glances up she can see he is actually thinking thru his answer. “I am rich my pet. Most females look at me and my money with hunger in their eyes. It helps that I like my women submissive it makes for a pleasant relationship.” He strokes her face one last time then releases it waiting for another question.

She nods her head at his words trying desperately to understand so she can win free. “I saw all the stuff in there allot scares me sir. Am I the first woman you have done this to you look well prepared.” With those last words a shudder passes thru her body. In her mind she wanders about the room wondering what some of the items are for. The table and chains scaring her deeply he can see the fear in her eyes when she looks up. He smiles as he looks from her to the room. “My you are very observant my pet.” His eyes look over her naked body hungrily. “No you are not the first to sleep in the kennel. I have trained two other pets before I chose you.” He sees the look in her eyes the hunger to know all about them.

“I will tell you about them but first let’s finish this question session.” His words are not angry at her desires he sees in her eyes. “Will I ever have a chance of earning my way free of this captivity sir?” She doesn’t even realize it but without knowing his name she has begun to call him sir. “Honestly I doubt it Talis. I know you have no relations that will come look for you or close friends. I know you are alone yet young enough to be malleable to my desires.” His tone is soft but has a commanding edge to it as if to say that is the end of her time for questions.

“Now I will tell you what I expect from you. I will also explain how we can get along my pet. I think you are smart enough to know your place but we will see.” His words are soft as he rises from the wall motioning her to follow him. He looked back over his shoulder once to see if she obeyed. He heard her whimper as she stood up following him she could see the remote in his hand. “Come sit on the bench where I can explain our world.” He stands next to the wall bench where she can see chains hanging. She moves across the room edging past the table as if it might bite her. He smiles noting this but that can come later he waits for her to sit down. When she gets to the bench she sits next to him feeling the smooth cool wood on her ass she moans softly.

As she sits down he reaches behind her taking a chain about an inch thick wrapping it about her throat. She feels it her hands leap to her neck almost catching his hands. Something forces her to calm down she does not trust him but fears the shock she could sense would come. Putting her hands on her legs she sits still as he buckles the chain about her neck like a second collar. This time she hears the lock clicking shut the cool metal of it rests on her back now. He reaches down catching her right wrist as she begins to shake. She feels a length of chain enclose it then pull back till her arm is pinned to the wall. He is still silent as he now catches the left wrist restraining it just as he did the right one. Now her whole upper body is at his mercy all she can do it moan.

He reaches up and smiles at her she hears a click then feels the leather collar slide from her neck. She moans in relief as he reaches down catching a leg she feels chain about her ankle then moments later another chain goes about her other ankle. He nods at his work then begins to tighten each of the leg chains wrenching them so her legs are forced to spread open. Now she is fully exposed to his view. He nods his approval at her positioning then rises to stand. He sees her face is red but she does not fight the chains. Walking from the bench he moves to the table pulling down an electric razor then a pair of scissors. He turns back to her walking back he sits down between her legs on the carpeted floor.

“Now while I work I will tell you allot of things my pet do not interrupt me.” His words are cool and in control she remains silent scared of the scissors. “First thing first I do not like much pubic hair so I shall trim you to my desires.” She feels the cold metal hearing the clipping as he begins to trim off her bush. “I do not expect you to be perfect.... yet that is. I will train you to my taste and desires.” He slowly clears off her left lip so only stubble remains. “I expect you to be submissive to me in all things. You may ask questions of me but only if you ask to speak first. As I feel fit you may be my pet, my slut, or less.” He feels her shiver at the second name and smiles as he works over the right lip. “You may one day earn Talis back as a name if I desire it.” As he talks he continues to cut trimming all of her hair off except for a small patch above her pussy. He leaves that as he gathers up the razor she can hear the motor humming now.

“I will expect pleasure from you when I wish it. Sometimes I may deny you the same pleasure. The thing is all I do to and with you is by my choice. You may beg but I may not give in even if you beg prettily.” The razor hum over her left lip in no time at all the hair is gone from it totally naked now. “I will torment you in small ways but some you will come to love. I will punish you when I need to. Punishment will never be gentle it will be painful in some way.” The razor cuts across the right lip clearing it slowly as he stops to clean the razors head. “Not all my pleasures will be found in your body chaining you so gives me pleasure my pet. I also like to bathe my pets or be bathed as the desire comes to pass. I expect you to call me Master in private and Sir when we have visitors perhaps one day I may tell you my name.” He finishes her right lip with a small smile setting down the razor looking up at her catching her eyes in his own.

He leans in his hand strokes over her slit before he was working on it not paying attention to it sexually. Now he has decided to enjoy his work, a pair of his fingers part her pussy lips sliding into her semi damp tunnel. “You may cum because shortly I intend to cum myself.” He says softly as his fingers slip deeper into her. “If you do a good job on me I will allow you food as well as water.” His tone is cool once more as his fingers part inside her spreading her tunnel wider. She whimpers at this invasion unable to defend herself. Her body begins to respond even as her mind tries to deny the pleasure. When she hears about the food and water her stomach growls wanting both even as she spasms on his fingers.

He surprises her leaning in his tongue slowly runs over her smooth baby soft lips. He hears her whimper as her slit contracts again when his tongue touches her. His tongue moves up higher finding her clit he flails at it. His tongue is like an adder striking swiftly then retreating from her clit. After several strokes of his tongue his fingers are wet enough to move in her. He starts fingering her to force an orgasm. His lips and tongue now remain latched to her clit like a second skin lapping at it in a frenzy.

He looks up from her slit as he devours her finding her eyes on him. His eyes twinkle in excitement as he pushes her harder. Now her body is straining at the chains trying to force more of his fingers into her tunnel. He can feel her beginning to tense as he works her clit. His fingers splay on each out stroke to give her a sense of being stretched. The delicious scent of sex fills the room as he keeps pushing her toward climax. She starts panting and moaning softly not taking her eyes off him as he eats her. She feels it is close her hips try to lift but the chains are too tight on her body. He notices her action and slows down with his tongue.

His fingers stop buried in her as she wiggles on the unforgiving wood trying to feel him again. The fire in her slit is burning her alive she can feel it in her nipples it is so harsh. He licked slowly making sure each flick of his tongue was enough to torment her a little more. “OH god please please....” Her voice is full of need his eyes smile at her just above the little patch of hair he left. “I am begging you said I could cum.... SIR Please.” She almost screams as he spreads the fingers inside her his tongue driving hard once more.

He continues to work her poor slit with his tongue and fingers. Her body begins to shake as he devours her. Her body is on fire now her nipples feel like they are going to explode as she bucks against the bench. He lifts his free hand then pinching her nipple as he nips her clit. That’s all she can take her slit collapses on his fingers forcing them together. He removes his fingers from her pussy replacing it with his lips and tongue opening her to devour her juices. His eyes still look at her when she looks into his she shudders even harder. Her slit feels like it is trying to pull his tongue out at the root. He pulls back from her rubbing his face all over her smooth lips enjoying the feel of them.

He stays on her slit till her last shudder passes. He smiles up at her as he backs from her pussy breathing heavily. His hand moves over her thigh as he slowly catches his breath. When his hand comes close to her slit he can feel the muscles straining to come into contact with him. He watches as she shivers her eyes clouded with need. He rises up slowly to his feet releasing her thigh. Her eyes swell at the sight of his bulge in his sweats. He reaches to the hem of his sweats sliding them off his hips. They slide to the floor his cock swollen pointing at her. He sees her eyes are unable to look away he smiles as he steps forward.

He watches as her eyes remain glued to his cock as it leads the way. She whimpers when his head touches her lips. He smiles as his cock head strokes her lips. His darker flesh viewed against her pale lips making for an interesting sight. His voice is commanding as he nudges her lips. “Do a good job and if you bite me I will punish you by denying you food for a week.” He hears her gasp softly then he feels her lips part tentatively. He groans when he feels her soft tongue quest out of her mouth to lap at his knob.

He groans again as he looks down seeing her small pink wet tongue sliding over his sensitive head. He presses forward a little so his cock slides between her lips. He feels them close down on his shaft now her tongue begins to move over the head again. His hand reaches out stroking her cheek his words come slowly. “Have you ever deep throated someone?” Her head nods up and down as she blushes bright crimson. Her eyes meet his as he speaks once more. “I am glad you didn’t lie pet I would have trained you anyway.” As she hears his words she feels his shaft slipping deeper into her mouth now.

His cock slides about halfway into her hot mouth before he backs out the first time. His hand stays on her cheek stroking her as he slowly begins to fuck her face. Her tongue is working hard now on his shaft her shame remains but she has no choice. He moves in her mouth feeling with each back stroke the power of her suction. He moans now as he slides another inch into her mouth. His breathing is turning into gasps of pleasure as she gives him the best head she can. She feels his hot thick shaft in her mouth, unable to resist she loses herself worshipping his cock.

He can’t believe the softness of her mouth as she works him. He keeps adding an inch at a time till he feels her throat open. He growls in pleasure as he feels her fight back a gag then he is in. His head down in her throat his balls rest against her chin now. He almost loses control when she swallows his cock caught inside her throat. He groans as he begins to pump each thrust deep into her mouth. About every third stroke he lets his cocks head linger in her throat. His cock begins to swell leaking a steady coating of precum. The taste causes her to involuntarily moan. He looks down seeing her eyes meet his own then look down demurely that is it he loses control.

He yells in pleasure as he buries his cock in her throat. The only warning he gives her is to grab a handful of her hair. The first pulse of his cock sends a glob of cum down her throat. He is shuddering in pleasure backing up slowly his head enters her mouth once more. She uses her teeth to lightly skin over his cock as the next pulse causes her mouth to fill with cum. The taste is only a little salty but she loves it. She swallows the mouthful in time to get the next load. Her hot mouth filling a small bit leaks out as she swallows moaning. He can’t stop cumming each pulse swallowed as swiftly as she can.

She works his cock till he stops cumming in her mouth. Without him uttering a word she nurses on his semi limp cock. Her tongue is working overtime as she cleans his cum from his shaft. He is panting holding himself up by the hand on her head now. He looks down but her eyes are closed as she works on cleaning all of his seed from him. He slowly backs out of her mouth with a moan. His fingers move to her face catching a small amount of his cum that escaped he offers it to her on his fingers. She grins like a kitten licking at the cum as he slides his fingers into her mouth she once more begins to suck.

When his fingers come from her mouth there is a soft pop as she was sucking hard. He smiles and shakes his head. “Thank you......” She looks to the floor her skin red once more “Mast..er” Her voice is a soft whisper as she says it to him her eyes filling with small tears. He turns regarding her with a new look in his eyes. Walking to her side he sits down he carries the cottage cheese and the water. Setting the food aside he opens the water offering it to her lips which she swiftly drinks from. Then he sets the bottle aside and picks up the food he smiles lifting a spoonful of food to her lips. “Eat my pet I enjoyed your honesty, service, and submission.” His words are soft as he slowly feeds her.

He finishes his task of feeding and watering her with care. Then he walks back to the table setting aside the containers. He turns to regard her and smiles moving back to the bench he flicks a switch overhead. The chains lose their tautness her arms move to her sides to rest on the bench. Her legs remain almost fully open as if silently begging him to take her. He crouches down unshackling her legs then moving to her arms. Once they are free he uncoils the neck chain using it like a leash.

He rises smiling touching her chin with his fingers softly. “I have some things to do this afternoon pet.” His tone is soft but commanding. “I will lock you in the kennel but I want you to do something for me.” She looks up licking her lips slightly swollen from his use of her. “What would you like sir?” Her tone is submissive still but not like before. “I want you to look on the different toys here and pick the first one I shall teach you tonight.” His words are soft as he moves to the kennel door motioning her to go inside.

She moves with her head down going past him when she feels his hand on her wrist stopping her. She looks up meeting his eyes but can’t hold them looking down once more. He reaches out tilting her head he leans in then kissing her softly. Her lips are silken as he kisses them his tongue slips out to duel with hers softly. When he breaks the kiss she is panting softly her eyes with a distant glaze over them. She whimpers softly as she steps into the kennel then turns facing him. He hangs the chain on a ring within the kennel locking it into place. “I will be back my pet.” His voice relaxed as he blows her a kiss.

Shutting the door it clicks locking then he moves to his sweats slipping them on. Turning to the table he gathers her dishes then walks to the stairs. When he looks back she is gripping the grate of the cage. There are tears in her eyes he sees them and smiles. He walks back upstairs sealing the door behind him. Going to his computer he sits down setting the dishes aside. Popping open his email he opens a new email. Typing swiftly he sends a letter to BM then shuts it down. The letter was simple and precise. “BM send me dasha friend. I will need her for one maybe two nights. I will look forward to the party next month. I may even have a pretty surprise for you. ML”

Rising from the desk he goes to the kitchen with the dishes. Doing them he thinks on his pet and how proud he was today. He moves outside now slipping on a shirt and goes to the garage. He opens it walking to his car he slides into the seat to go to town. He knows in about two hours he will be coming home again. Meanwhile she is down in her kennel still crying softly but looking over the items with fear and interest. She wonders why some of them seem to excite her now.

More to Come.....

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But how could I say that? How could I think that? Hank asked me if I wanted to fuck. That didn’t really make him a pervert, did it? Especially when I really did want to fuck and he could probably sense that. So how could I embarrass him in front of a shopkeeper by saying such a crazy allegation? How to explain away the sick feeling at the pit of my stomach. It was probably just guilt anyway. Guilt from feeling like I had molested and ruined a young boy. Oh but a boy with a man-cock who was dying to have me suck it again.

Hank came back to the car and we pulled out of the parking lot.

Then he took a wrong turn.

"Oh. I live that way." I said, trying to convince myself he was just making a mistake.

He kept driving. He was going the wrong way! The car smelled too much like cigarettes. I thought I was going to be sick.

I tried again. "Hank, I live back that other way. On East 76 th ."

He ignored me. He turned and was driving me down a narrow lane that wound back into the blackberry bushes.

"Where are you taking me?"

"I asked you. You want to fuck?"

"I said no."

"That was because you thought my parents were coming home. You didn’t want to get interrupted. But I can see it in you. You want me to throw you back there in the seat and fuck your intellectual brains out." He sneered. "Look at you." He gestured towards my backpack. "You have an algebra book in there, don’t you?"

I didn’t know what that had to do with anything.

"So what are you going to do?" My voice was strained. My hands were clammy. I didn’t want him to hurt me. I wanted to go home!

My old boyfriend never fucked me. The few times we were together, we messed around. We always made love. I looked around. He had me on some back road. I didn’t even know where the hell I was.

Should I jump out of the car and run for it?

Then he stopped the car. "You did it, didn’t you?" he turned to me, real mean.

"What?"

"You fucked Bobby."

"No I didn’t."

"You must have. How do you have an innocent kid go in one day from getting a boner in the tub to trying to force that boner down my mother’s face?"

"No I didn’t."

He pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of his shirt pocket and straightened it. It was Bobby’s drawing. Of the phallus, and the mouth.

"Then why is it that all he wants to do is to draw stiff cocks and while he does it he says Dido, Dido, Dido. I know you did it."

I swallowed. I could imagine how it looked. "It wasn’t like that."

He laughed. I could smell the beer on his breath. "Oh but it was something like that. How do you fuck a retard?"

I was shocked that he would call his brother retarded. "I didn’t screw him. I didn’t."

He leaned into me and he kissed my mouth, roughly, sticking a stinking tongue into my mouth. "Oh but you wanted it, didn’t you, Bitch."

I started to grab the door handle. Maybe I could run for it.

"Don’t you dare!" He slammed his fist down on my fingers.

I yelped. Hank leaned over me and used his weight to shove me against the vinyl seat. He yanked my legs apart and grabbed my crotch like he was picking up a bowling ball. He was hurting me!

"Okay," I whimpered. "What do you want?"

He leered. "What I want is a piece of that smart ass of yours. I’m going to give you the fucking of your life. And fuck you for messing with my kid brother. Fuck you."

He struggled to pull my pants off me, and when he couldn’t get the buttons opened, he started yanking on the buttons so they gouged into me. My pants were too tight and he was probably going to have to tear them off. Then what? I felt helpless. What the hell should I do? I didn’t want to help him rape me. If I helped him, he could use it against me. But I didn’t want to resist and have him beat the crap out of me either.

What I wanted to do was to negotiate.

Shit. "Okay, Hank," I said, "let’s be reasonable. You don’t want to rape me and have me prosecute. I don’t want you to grope at me and throw me around. What if I just take my clothes off and you stick it in and do your thing....and we call it a night."

"Shut up, you bitch!" He slapped my face.

He was not going to beat the shit out of me! I grabbed the denim and wiggled out of my pants. What an asshole. What a fucking asshole.

Then he pulled down his zipper. "My bro isn’t the only one with a big pecker." He was right. It sprang out. It was just as big and just as purple and just as throbbing. Only this one was attached to a bastard.

He grabbed between my legs. I felt like a chunk of meat. Like an object. "I knew you were slimy wet, you whore," he said, feeling how wet seeing Bobby made my pussy. "You want this thing. I know you do."

I didn’t want his thing right there in the front seat with the handle on the door digging in my back and my butt sticking to the vinyl! But I was too frightened to say anything. If you’re going to do it, asshole, get ‘er done.

I was shaking. He struggled with his own pants, trying to open the zipper enough so it wouldn’t rake against him.

"Shit, shit shit" he said, trying to direct his thing inside my hole. It kept jabbing, but I was pretty small, and he was pretty big, and it wasn’t even lined up.

If I helped him put it in, would it be aiding and abetting a rape?

It was easier to just lie here and go along with it.

He slid in and I was so wet and Oh it felt delicious. I wanted to sigh against him. It had been so long. I wanted to cry out when he thrust it into me and catch his ass in my hands and push him inside me as deep as it would go. But no. He was taking me against my will. I said no. He was trying to punish me for violating Bobby. Or so he said. I had a feeling he’d about fuck anything that’d let him.

And he ground against me, his hard dick reaching deep, deep, deep inside. It clipped against my cervix, and I moaned, it was so sensitive.

"You like that, doncha Bitch?"

I didn’t want to struggle. I didn’t want to like it. I couldn’t help but moan. Oh oh oh, sweet Jesus, that felt so, so good. I was so wet, and he was slipping in and out. He was way bigger than my boyfriend last year. I opened my legs a little wider and shifted so that he wasn’t up against the steering wheel quite so much. Was I sick to help him? Wasn’t this supposed to be awful? How come I wanted to make it easier, to make it feel better?

"Shit." I gasped. "The handle is hitting me right in the small of my back. Fuck, but that feels good right there."

Then I froze. I didn’t mean to say that. He ground away on top of me, grunting. Maybe he hadn’t heard me. My back was jammed against the door. Shit. Shit. Shit. "Okay, okay already. I give." I gasped. "Let’s get comfortable for Christ’s sake."

Hank didn’t need to be told twice. He rolled over the back of the driver’s seat into the back and helped me get over. He pulled his pants all the way off, his dick sprang up and bumped into his belly. I straddled him.

On top of him, it went in deep, real deep, and I started calling out. I couldn’t help it. I arched my back and sank down on him. I pitched back and forth and he started groaning. My old boyfriend had never made sounds like that! Oh he was getting off and I was doing it to him. Oh what a feeling!

He gripped his hands on my ass and forced me down on it. He was rocking my world. "Ah, ah, ah, ah!" Every stroke seemed to tweak against a new spot. Amazing. My voice climbed in octaves as he clutched my ass cheeks and ground into the depths of my cunt. I didn’t know it could feel this way.

And the feeling kept growing and building. I thought of last night and the desperate way I’d tried to get at this with the inadequate end of my hair brush! Oh god, this was what women were designed to do! I grabbed his back and gasped. I clutched at him with the muscles at the opening of my pussy and I heard him gasp. "I’m going to cum!" he shouted. "Get off! Get off!" He pushed me to the side and stood with his dick twitching, and he started jacking it. Right in my face.

"What?" I said, annoyed, I could still feel the pulse between my thighs and I reached down to stroke it. He shoved his dick close to my mouth and squirted. Beads of white seemed to be shooting everywhere. I clamped my lips together. Son of a bitch!

"What the hell are you doing?" I’ve been slimed!

"Shit, shit, shit" he said, expelling his jizz. "You have some tight pussy. Oh my god, that’s a tight pussy."

When Hank laughed with the thrill of his orgasm, he sounded tender. Like Bobby. Maybe he wasn’t that much of a bastard. His penis pulsed and he squeezed out the last few drops, like milk coming out of a teat. He handed me Kleenex.

"Why’d you do that on my face??" I said, later, while we were pulling ourselves back together.

"I didn’t figure you were on birth control..."

He was right. I guess I could forgive him.

My pussy was throbbing. I put on my pants and covered it up, but I could feel where he had opened me. I wanted to run downhill, arms outstretched, calling "I’m a woman! I’m a woman! I get it now!"

I smiled, grateful it was dark. I didn’t really want Hank to know he’d pleased me so much. I didn’t want him to know this was all so new to me and I’d really liked it. I got back into the front seat and pulled the seatbelt around me, holding that good feeling close.

"Wanna grab a burger? I don’t know about you, but after that, I’m starving."

I smiled. "Then will you take me home?"

I reached down and took it in my hand. It was big and it sprang against my fingers, but I didn’t want to play with it like I had wanted to play with Bobby’s. Hank wasn’t a nice person. I aimed it towards my vagina. "There." I said. Was that too much help? Why would I help him? What was wrong with me? Why couldn’t I fight him, jump out of the car and try hiding in the bushes? Because that’s a fucking blackberry bramble out there, Diane, and if I jumped into that briar, and he jumped out after me, I’d be torn to shreds.

I didn’t want that. I didn’t want that at all. But how could I complain? I couldn’t imagine myself standing there, saying "oh but no thank you. This son of yours is a perv. He just spied on me because he thought I was the type to suck his mentally handicapped brother off, then when I didn’t, he wanted to throw me down and do me." Words would not suffice. Nervously, I grabbed my backpack. It was heavy with my math book, but I forgot to do my assignment.

"I'm gonna kill you" I whispered hatefully.

"Whatchu gonna do boy?" the rugged voice of my 39 year old father rattled my bones, but I didn't let it chill me. I was going to keep true to my word. He kept a gun in his pants drawer. I had seen it there once before when I was browsing through there once. I also knew that he kept it loaded. I ran off in that direction, and he must've sensed what I had in mind cause he ran after me. I got into his room and his drawer before he could get there. By the time he entered the room, I had the gun targeted at him. "Gimme that gun boy, before you hurt yourself. You don't want anybody to get hurt, do ya?" he asked with a hint of fear and power in his voice.

I held the gun in my fingers trembling, small tears running down my face, but I refused to let it go. My fingers were pressed against the trigger, and was more than ready to shoot. "I'm gonna kill you." I said softly inbetween sobs.

"What you saw was just your sister and I having fun...no harm done. We were just...playing" He explained defensively inching towards me hoping I'd drop the gun.

"I'm gonna kill you." I repeated softly, not backing down, but finding it harder to pull the trigger.

"No you're not. I'm your father boy! Put the damn gun down!" He shouted. I hadn't even noticed that the man that bored before me was naked. Semi-erect penis still dripping my sister's juices, he stood at 6ft with a muscular build. The only thing that might hurt him is a bullet. I may have been young, but I wasn't stupid. I knew what he had done had killed my sister. She'd never be the same again. She'd be hurt and betrayed. I couldn't let that go. I couldn't have that feeling in her or me. No...I had to make him pay. I also hadn't realized that he had gotten right in front of me. The barrel of the gun still quaking in my young grip faced his torso. He stood in front of me, hoping I would buckle down, and fall under his stance. I'm not that kind of kid. I leaned my head up, and found his soulless brown eyes...and put a bullet in his sternum. He fell back, holding his torso as the blood trickled through his fingers. "How could you? You're own father?" his whimpered as his body fell to the ground.

I leaned over him, gun still in hand, eyes still locked on his, "You're not my fucking father. You're a rapist." And with that, I put two more bullets in his body. One in his chest, the other..in his head.

Yeah...that's when it started.

After that, my sister and I became orphans. Our mother had died of cancer last year, and our dad suffered internal bleeding from three bullet wounds. The police believe it was a robber. My sister and I staged that well. We were turned over to our Aunt in the next county where my sis and I were very close, and I never let anyone come near her. We grew up with my aunt and tried to leave the past behind us. However, I would have horrible nightmares about the incident, and how nuch I wish I could do it again. Suddenly, it became an addiction. I felt that anyone who did that: Steal a piece of someone's humanity deserved to die. And I wanted to kill them. Well, I got my chance again.

I went to school with a girl named Scottie Sharpe, she was 17, Caucasian and had a busty figure. She had a huge rack of 42C tits and a thick figure to match. I decided to talk to her, and before I knew it we had become fast friends. She wouldn't let me touch her though. Despite her rapidly increased figure, she was more than timid about our physical contact. I can understand though, it wasn't like we were dating, we were just friends, but I found it hard to be friends with her whenever she'd do or say or even wear something that drew attention to my lust. Finally, she decided to tell me about her apprehension towards me. "Kevin, I really like you, but I can't do that. I'm just too scared."

"Hey, it's okay. I'm not gonna rush you or anything." No matter how bad I wanted it, I wasn't going to force her into it. That's just not the type of guy that I am.

"Can I tell you something?" she asked.

"Sure."

"Promise you won't get mad."

"Uhhh...sure." I said apprehensively. Scottie took in a deep breath as she started.

"Ok...a while ago, maybe about a month ago...I was...I was uhh..." she trailed off.

"Yeah, Scottie?" I said trying to urge her on. I could see the limpness grow in her voice.

"I was...raped." she finished. My anger rose immediately.

"What?"

"I was raped." She repeated.

"Did you call the police?" I asked.

"That's it. It was a police officer who raped me." she said.

I couldn't speak. I was too angry. I just looked at her with the heat in my eyes, wanting to know why. She offered to explain. "I was walking home one day when a single cop police car stopped me. He asked if I was walking towards Lanier street. When I said yes, he told me that it had been blocked off due to a gang fight, and he didn't want me to be caught near it. I thought that was decent of him, so he offered to drive me home. I accepted and got into his car. He took the back way to Lanier street which went through the side streets and back alleys. In one of the far off ones, he decided to stop the car. I asked what he was doing, and he said that I was too pretty of a girl, and he had to have me. I told him no. I wasn't that type of girl, but he didn't care. He was ogling my breasts and licking his lips. He put his hand on my leg, and I tried to squirm away. I got to the door, and tried to open it, but he grabbed me by my throat, and pulled me back in. He brung me back into the backseat, and tried to remove my clothes. I screamed and struggled, punched and kicked to get free, but he collapsed his weight on top of me."

"What did he look like?" I interrupted.

"He was about 6 ft 2 in, 255 lbs, real muscular fit. Caucasian, and had a trim black beard. He laid on top of me, and ripped my shirt open. He said your tits are fit for a man, not a boy. He sucked on them, caressing them. I could feel his hard-on bulging in his pants. He slipped his hand inside my shorts and into my panties, and started fingering my clit. I begged, and pleaded for him to stop, but it was hopeless. He pulled my shorts down, and took out his nightstick. He said, it's either this or the real one, you decide. Truth be told, I would've been happier with the nightstick, at least I'd know he wouldn't be inside of me, but even he wanted something more. He wouldn't be satisfied unless he penetrated me. He tugged down on his pants, and out flopped this massive ten-inch prick. He said don't be upset, you're going to love this. And then he laid down on top of me, and entered into my pussy. I'm not going to lie. I wasn't a virgin before this, but I still didn't want him to be inside me. He thrusted in and out of me slowly, then faster, then harder until I screamed with him. He said, I bet you love it when a guy cums inside you. I was so frozen with disgust that I could barely make out what he said. He continued to fuck me like a little bitch. A whore that needed to have his cock pumping inside of her. He picked me up, and forced me to ride him. He guided my hips onto his dick as he fucked me some more. Draining every ounce of living out of me Oh, your pussy is the best, he screamed, as he jolted a high volume of semen into my cunt. My body now limp, and fragile. I passed out from exhaustion. When I woke up, I was at home with no memory of how I'd gotten there or if anyone even knew what had happened to me."

"What was his name? Do you remember?" I asked still with a great amount of fury in my voice.

"Officer Caniston" she answered.

"Ok...I'll be right back."

To Be Continued....

As you can imagine all the girls were getting loads of attention. They were only staying for a week ,training most days so it was hard to get close to them .But working in the restaurant I got a few chances to talk to her .She was giving me the cold shoulder ,but one way or the other I was going to have that ass.

My chance came on the night before they were to leave. The team were having a kind of party dinner before they went off on their tournament .As luck may have it she was in my section of the party I made it my goal to get her tipsy not drunk so she new want was going on around her so that when I finally had her she would remember. She was wearing 5inch stiletto heels a whole body hugging mini dress showing of her long legs tight ass and all lovely curves

About 2 am I made my move the party was in full swing. She made her way to the lady’s room I followed. Just next to the lady’s room is restaurant which was closed for renovation. I hid inside the door way waiting for her to come out.

Just as she came out I jumped out behind grabbing a handful of her hair pulling back into the closed restaurant. She tried to scream I put my hand over her mouth and whispered into her ear don that and it will be the last thing you ever do either you can try and enjoy this or I will hurt you so bad you will never play volley again .Now I don’t know whether it was the alcohol she had or if she was really scared but she calmed down and said o.k. turned her round giving her a long kiss enjoying the way she tasted despite the alcohol on her mouth she stilled tasted great .Now time to teach you  a lesson .I pushed her down on her knees and unzipped my pants. Telling her to put her hand in side and pull me free. I am not the largest cock in the world length wise I am just under 6 inch long but I am very thick almost 4inch at the base and 3 at the tip .When she pulled me free she let a small gasp out I told her to start sucking me if she knew what was good for her .She started to lick my cock slowly ,she slowly started to suck the tip and work herself down the shaft ,just under half way down she starts to gag I grab a hand full of her hair pushing her even further down still no more then just over half now not wanting to go crazy yet I pull out of her mouth and tell her to start licking and sucking my balls .I spread my legs a little pushing her head between then ordering her to lick at the base of my balls between then and my ass crack she  try’s to push away but I just hold her head  there and she licks me.

After enjoying her tongue it was time for the rest of her body .I pull down her dress top to expose her small breasts as she is not wearing a bra .I  press my mouth to her breasts and start to suck and lick and bite those small breasts  with each bite getting harder and occasionally stopping to slap them as well .my right hand wonders to between her legs she pushes it away I grab her wrist twisting it till it hurts I let go and try again for her pussy this time she lets me .I bring my hand up under her dress to her pussy she is wearing a small string I push it aside I proceed to finger her pussy with each stroke she is getting wetter. it was time for what I was really after her ass .I turned her around and bent her over her dress just rising up to the bottom of her ass checks I pushed it up over her checks exposing her amazing ass .I knelt down behind her pushing her string to one side and proceeded to eat her ass and pussy from behind. After what seemed for ever I stood up .As she was bent over I went to her and told her to suck me again this time I was determined to get as much of me down her throat. She started to suck me as before this time I grabbed the back of her head pushing her all the way down she gagged and thru up I didn’t care after she had finished I carried on pushing my thick cock down her throat face fucking her at this point she was in tears begging me to stop. ok I said but if I stop I will have to put my cock some were else .So I went bend her and started to massage her tight asshole .She started to try and stop me I slapped one across the face and pushed her back down telling her she was getting my cock up her ass whether she wanted it or not .So she might as well enjoy it .I continued to get her ass hole ready for me it was time I knew she was tight so I had to use a little lube I spat on my cock but I knew this would never be enough thank fully I had come prepared with some baby oil I oiled up my cock .

Placing the tip at the entrance to her ass ,I started to push .damn she was tight I was going to enjoy this .I pushed a little more and stopped I could tell she was in a little pain so I stopped pulled out and pushed back in a little more .But I was getting a tired of this so after the third time I pulled out I grabbed her hips tight and just slammed it all the way in she let out and cry .she was in definite pain but I didn’t care she was so tight I was in heaven I was going to enjoy my self .I started to fuck that beautiful tight hole she was in tears and agony this only drove me on more I fucked so hard slamming into her without mercy .I stared to slap those firm checks turning them a bright red .The more she cried and moaned in pain the more I loved it I pulled her hair  into a pony tail pulling on it really hard making her arch her back .After what seemed for ever I was go to cum but not in her ass I wanted to feed this little bitch so I pulled my self out of her heavenly hole and wanted back to her mouth I could know see her face the tears were running down her checks I pushed my cock which had just been in her ass in her mouth and started to face fuck her .I dint need long till I let lose shooting my load down her throat. I told her to lick me clean she did as she was told .I zipped my self up .Not being a total bastard I helped her to her feet and tried to get her respectable again.

We went back to the party that was the last I ever saw of her .she still plays volley ball.

Please send me any comments as this is my first time.

Jimmycyprus@yahoo.co.uk

She didn’t wake up. I was ready for that anyway. Being so damn horny with such a beauty next to me I felt like crazy. My dick was hard feeling like exploding. I wanted to feel her mouth. I went on top of her and I open her mouth with my dick. In and out I went again and again. I didn’t want to finish so I started to caress her breasts. I was holding them and my dick felt like in heaven. After some minutes of fucking her tits, I felt I needed to cum so I open her mouth again and start pumping. In a minutes I felt the cum coming out and I entered deep in her mouth. I felt the cum coming out and her neck trying to swallow. Her eyes open widely and she tried to move. She started to gag and I pull out a bit and then back again. My dick was like a pump. After four waves of cum finally finish. She couldn’t swallow all and a big part of my cum was all over her face and hair. She just look at me in disbelief. She couldn’t scream but I knew she wanted to. She just swallows again and then she yells:

-         “What the fuck are you doing, you son of a bitch! Release me now! Release me!”

I put her on the mouth plug  and told her:

-         “You’re teasing me from a too long time honey! Now I feel like its pay back time.”

She just tried to say something but some not understandable noises came out of her mouth.

-         “Let me explain you what’s going on” I said.

-         “Since about a year ago I notice that when you come to me and you’re not with your parents you’re dress like a little whore who’s trying to make an impression. Impressions you did make. I was so impressed by you that every night I stroke my dick thinking of you body and where can I stick my cock in it. So impressed I am that I’ve had a camera recording your every move when you’re in you little bedroom at night and you change your clothes and dance naked like crazy. So impressed I am that now I’ll make you my little whore and I’ll make you like being my pet. Do you understand me?”

Her eyes were like spitting fire. She tried to untie her arms with a force that almost throw her out of the bed and make her hands hurt very bad.

-         “Try not to unlock yourself because I know how to handle you and in case you didn’t realize, I can make your life a living hell. Better yet, try to enjoy your stay, otherwise you could feel some excruciating pain.”

Saying that I took a nipple in my mouth and bit it so she can feel some pain, but not too hard. She moaned trying to release herself again. I put my whole naked body on her. Then I put my dick on her face, from the chin to her forehead. A little precum started to get out and a put the head of my dick to her lips and started to wipe it. It didn’t wipe… but instead it was more precum. I started smiling thinking that I’ll have my toy ready for anything that I wanted to do. She was just staying and looked at me. I put the head of my dick on her left eye and hit it a bit, and then I did the same thing with the other eye. I was enjoying every move.

I got off her and she tried to hit me with her legs. I put myself on her again, this time with my ass almost touching her mouth and I start to tie her legs on the each side of the bed so her pussy was on plain sight. After that I start playing with her, splitting her pussy lips and touching easily her clit. In about a minute she was starting to get wet.

-“I see that you’re starting to like my touching you little whore” I said looking back at her face. “I promise you that I’ll untie you if I’ll me sure that you want and like all that I do with you. Nevertheless you will stay like this until I’m sure.”

I start licking that wet pussy. She had a thin smell of chlorine water and the taste of a young and sweet flower. I was mesmerized by that. I start inserting my tongue in her pussy, like fucking her. And she was starting to like it. I easily bit her clit and she shivered. It was a nice feeling knowing that she likes that. I continued to caress her pussy with my tongue for a minute and then I went down to her asshole. Her pussy juice was all over. I tried to insert my index finger to her butt and she jump like being hit by electric shock. I inserted a bit more and start fucking her butt with my finger. Easily she starts to relax and moaned. Until now she didn’t had the possibility to climax because when I felt like she’s almost ready to cum, I was stopping. I want her to want me to make her climax.

I stopped from finger fucking her butt and just went off her and look at her naked body again. I was feeling happy I’m so lucky.

-         “Lindsay, you know that looking at you makes me feel happy? Don’t worry; I’m not going to hurt you. I’ll do that only if you fail to obey me. I’ll let your mouth free if you promise you’ll not scream. Ok?”

-         “Uhmmm”

I took off her mouth plug and she starts crying slowly.

-         “Please release me. I have done nothing wrong to you and I promise I’ll not tell anyone about what happened here” she said.

-         “To do that I’ll have to be sure and now I’m not. I hope I’ll be because I realize that you will feel pain.”

-         “I need to go to bathroom” she said with a slow voice. “Can you please untie me?”

-         “I will in a second” I told her, untying her left arm, only to turn her arm to her back. Then I untied the other arm and tie it again at her back on the other arm with the rope. I proceed then to untie her legs, not forgetting to insert a finger deep inside her for some seconds. She said nothing.

-         “That’s a girl!” I said satisfied.

-         “Please untie me because I cannot go to the bathroom like this”

-         “Don’t worry hun, I’ll come with you”

Keeping her tied from the back, we went to the master bathroom where she sat on the toilet and went peeing and shitting. When she finished, I’ve put her inside the tub and turn on the shower. The cold water that starts flow over her makes her shivering. I fix the water to be just fine and I forced her to sit. Then I start bathing her. In the mean time she was saying nothing. I washed her hair, then her body for about 5 minutes, taking care of her pussy and butt hole very carefully. I was almost at the end, when I told her:

-         “Suck my dick for a bit hun, please!”

Knowing that she cannot do otherwise, she took my dick slowly in her mouth while I was keeping her head on my dick, slowly pushing it to try to take all down her throat. After a few strokes I took my dick out of her throat and start just fucking her mouth, getting in and out. I was having such a pleasure.

-         “Keep you mouth open so I can fuck it like a pussy hun” I’ve told her just for my pleasure. She was doing that anyway.  I tried to miss her mouth a few times just to see my cock hitting her eyes and her nose. Then I start pumping down her mouth again and again until I felt like I was about to end. I pulled my dick out and told her “Say that you want my come in your mouth hun”.

-         “You sick fuck!” she start yelling. “arghhhh” she couldn’t continue cause my dick was down her throat again. Few more pushing’s later I start cum down her throat and then I’ve put my dick out and cum all over her face

-         “You’re not being nice to me, Lindsay! If you start screaming again, I will have to punish you. And from now on, that’s a promise”

-         “You sick fuck, you’re crazy you son of a bitch!”

Slap… my hand came from nowhere and hit her face violently. Slap again and her head went in the other direction. I tried not to hit her very hard, but it had the effect that I expected. She starts crying slowly and her body shivered. I again turn on the water, cold this time and wash her face and her body for the last time. She just continues crying. I took her out of the bath and start drying her, in the same time with the other hand just pulling her hair a bit just to see her body stretched. Maybe I was sick I was thinking. Maybe so, but I was having a great time.