At sixteen, Linda had been so small in stature. Her tits hadn’t begun to fill out much more than pimples that would have looked under developed on a twelve year old. Her snatch had the downy fuzz of a young girl and she was virtually hairless everywhere except her head, which had a shock of carrot coloured and shapeless hair on it. She and I started going out then, but she was so scared of losing her virginity and getting pregnant, that it soon fell flat. We split up and went in different directions. I left home for University, studying law, while Linda went to college and further education. She had always had this affinity with animals so, naturally I suppose, she decided to go into farming, or more particularly, ‘Animal Husbandry’, What ever that means. So our spheres of life never crossed. We said our goodbyes and parted friends. That is until we met again.

 

My career had gone from strength to strength; rising through the ranks at an unprecedented rate. Luck played a major part in my development. Somehow, the right cases landed at my office doorstep. Prestigious affairs, that carried headlines and created citable rules and precedents for future generations of Lawyers, fell regularly into my lap. Money, which had always been something of a bane as a child because of its scarcity, was now no more than a luxurious hindrance. Having money presents problems, but money can always get you out of it as well. I had married and divorced twice. No children were produced, thankfully. Neither wife managed to get anything from me because I had engineered grounds for divorce, claiming adultery in both cases. The right photo-manipulator and a couple of grand can make some pretty damning evidence.

 

At thirty-four, I was loose and fancy free. My workload had decreased to a level where I only went to the office once or twice a week, leaving the dross of cases to my employees. I could pick and choose the cases I took on. The background legwork to each case was left to the foot soldiers to do.

 

It was a Monday when it landed on my desk. I was looking at the Thames through my prestigious office windows. Watching the tourist launches ply their trade, stopping at ‘The Tower of London’ and ‘HMS Belfast’ so the Japanese could exercise their camera fingers. A knock on my door broke the reverie.

 

“I have a Mrs. Reid at the desk Sir…”. Joanne’s voice trickled like running water, she always sounded as if she was smiling and, usually was, I paid her enough.

 

“…Says she won’t speak to anyone but you. What should I do with her?”

 

“Do we know her?” I didn’t bother with formalities like names and didn’t turn.

 

“Don’t think so, but she is pretty persistent and tells me she is an old friend.”

 

I thought for a moment, casting through the Rolodex of my brain to see if I had any Mrs. Reid’s lurking in there. I couldn’t recall any.

 

“Get rid of her. Tell her I am busy, in a meeting.”

 

“A meeting of one is it?” A different voice asked of my back.

 

“Hello James, been a long time.”

 

Curiously, I turned on the axis of my heel and observed Joanne trying to hustle out the owner of the voice. Dark glasses hid the eyes of the newcomer and the clothes she wore didn’t help at all in her identity. Raven black hair framed a thin face stopping at shoulder length. Her neck and upper arms were bare, supporting a gypsy style blouse that puckered over the tops of breasts which were obviously free of a bra. She removed her glasses and stared back at me.

 

“Linda?” I recognised the eyes.

 

“Is that you? You look so…. different.” It sounded lame, but I was thrown by the transformation. I had an instant picture of the thin and underdeveloped body that had been Linda, the last time I saw her. Clothes hung on the picture like old brown trousers on a scarecrow, but now; Armani and Versace were possibly her ‘Aide de Couture’. She had filled out in the right places. Not in anyway large, but in a cultured and sophisticated poise that had bearing and confidence as its basis.

 

“What can I do for you? What are you doing here?” My eyes roamed over her and she registered the fact.

 

 “James, I need you’re help.” It was a simple statement, but one that carried a note of desperation.

 

“You don’t look like you do. Christ! You look so different, amazing!” I became aware of repeating my self.

 

“You had better come in, please take a seat. Joanne, please bring some refreshments.”

 

Joanne asked Linda as she sat in the leather Chesterfield and adjusted her jeans, what she would like. Tea was arranged.

 

“So, what do you need my help with?” I sat opposite her, drinking in the shape of her body that was hardly hidden in the clinging jeans she wore. Her shoes were overtly Gucci. The logo was not too discreet, advertising the make by a small metal tab on the instep. Her make-up was complimentary to her complexion. The glossed black hair added to her demeanour of wealth and well-being.

 

“It’s a long story James, I would prefer we did this over lunch, but the crux of the matter is I am about to be charged with indecent behaviour as well as lewdness and bestiality. I cannot afford the scandal, much less the publicity or even being found guilty.” She blushed prettily as she spoke the words, but her eyes didn’t waver for one second. She held me in her gaze and captivated my interest.

 

“I heard you were a hot shot Lawyer and didn’t have too many options.”

 

“But these are minor charg…”

 

“And murder” She interrupted me.

 

“I think you had better tell me all about it Linda. Let’s do lunch and see what’s what.”

 

We passed the next hour in my office, chatting about our lives since we had seen each other. I told her of my disasters in the marriage department and gave her a brief synopsis of my sparkling career. Linda told me of her college years, then spending several seasons in Rwanda teaching the locals how to farm and care for animals that largely subsisted on a quarter of the water they needed. She had two books under her belt, both of which had done very well in the limited field of her profession. She was now considered to be one of the leading exponents of Animal Husbandry and was consulted on a worldwide scale.

 

Later, over lunch at ‘Ocean’ a popular restaurant in Albemarle Street; she started to tell me of her, less than public life. I listened to her story and continued listening while we walked in Green Park and later in my little Pied-e-Terre in Chelsea. The story gave a completely different impression of the woman who was telling it.

 

It all started while Linda was in her second year at college.

 

“I fell in with a group of people who were studying the same course. We did the usual stuff of parties, drugs and sex. I change a lot when I went to college. Somehow, in the middle of all that, we took our finals and I ended up with a degree. I started working with the WWW organisation and things looked fine. In so much as, I had an assured future. But it all started to go wrong when I married Roger two years ago. He had been on the same course as me, and we had had a thing going for a while.”

 

“Roger and I dated. We did the usually stuff, did the usually haunts and screwed each other silly. I fell in love with him and thought I would never be able to live without him. How wrong could I have been? Now, he is dead and I am likely to be charged with his murder. But, I am getting ahead of myself….”

 

“It was at yet another party that it all happened. As I said, we were in our second year and things were pretty crazy in those days.”

 

“I had been drinking on and off all day, by the evening, I was well tanked and out of it. Johnny was the host for a change. He had a large flat in Camberwell. The music was loud, it always was and I felt pretty cool. Someone came up with some grass and that was really that. I get out of control on Skunk and this was good gear.”

 

“I took of most of my clothes, nothing unusual about that, we all did, and I was getting pretty engrossed with someone. You know; tongues and fondling. I was still very small then and it was always a joke when someone said, get yer tits out, oh! You have, didn’t notice. I didn’t mind because it was funny, most of the time.”

 

“Anyway, I was getting down and dirty, so to speak. Then it was time to drag him upstairs. I screwed the guy, can’t remember his name, but I screwed him senseless because he flaked out and I returned to the party. I remember that it was in the middle of a discussion when I came into the living room. The rest that had stayed awake were discussing the aptitude of animals to training. I said that it was possible to get a dog to do anything if it was trained or coaxed right. What’s more, I would prove it. I ordered someone to find a dog, any old dog, even one off the street.”

 

“A dog was produced, a scruffy street urchin as I recall. But, I got it to sit and beg and stuff like that. I think it must have been trained, because it takes time to get dog to learn. Then someone suggested we try to get it to lick pussy instead of chasing it up trees. I guess it was a joke, but never say never. I had a go.”

 

“I must’ve smelled of the guy who had fucked me upstairs. Semen was still oozing from me and the dog latched onto this straight away. A dog will always clean up after it, something that men leave to the woman. He got right at it and licked my pussy until a screamed in pleasure. That tongue took me to places I had never been and the audience encouraged the little dog. That went on for sometime, until I couldn’t take any more. I was very hot by then and had experienced several crashing orgasms. At last, I pushed the animal away, but the rest of them said that it was unfair I got all the pleasure and he got nothing but a tongue full of me. I guess it was the mixture of wine and grass, but in no time, I had that little fellow in my mouth.”

 

“I sucked his little dick, making his balls scrunch up and his knot expand. He shot a load into my mouth, which I spat out. It tasted awful. But that was my initiation to bestiality. I liked it and wanted to do it again, but didn’t really get the chance. Until that is, I met Roger. Roger had been at the party and had remembered what I had done in my drug-fuelled exuberance.”

 

“After we had got over the re-introduction stages and had learnt our way around each other’s bodies and sensitivities and got married, things changed dramatically. Roger had been promising a weekend away for ages. Had I known what he had planned, I would have stayed home.”

 

“I was taken to a farm, somewhere in Buckinghamshire. As soon as I got there, I knew I was in trouble. I was blindfolded until I was grabbed and a gag was put in my mouth. It had a ball that forced my teeth apart. My clothes were ripped from me and leather manacles were put on my wrists and my ankles were fettered. They took the blindfold away; someone who I couldn’t see said that I should be able to observe all that was going on.”

“Two women in leather harnesses took me to a room without any windows in it. They washed me from head to toe, paying particular attention to my breasts and genitals. I can’t tell you how bad those girls made me feel. I had dabbled with a woman once before, but decided it wasn’t for me. Anyway, they scrubbed me and then washed my vagina with a spray, pushing the nozzle into me and then flushing me through. I tried to get free, struggling all the while, but the manacles and gag did their job. Worse was to come. My anus was given the same treatment, a long thin hose was inserted into my rectum, and it seemed to go on forever and must have been all of two feet long. Then the water was turned on. Christ on a stick! It was the most uncomfortable sensation and there was shit and water all over the place. I remember I cried, but it was no use, they carried on until they were satisfied I was truly clean inside and out.”

 

“I was taken to another room. It was to be my room for the duration of my stay. The women towelled me dry and started to rub some sort of fragrant oil over my body. Again, they spent an inordinate amount of time with my tits and genital area. Their hands and fingers massaged the oil into every crack and then one of them pushed her fingers into me. I couldn’t do anything about it. She pushed harder and harder, until she had forced me to accept her whole hand. I thought my guts were going to explode. The bitch fist fucked me until my legs gave out.”

 

“They took the gag out of my mouth. I think I must have said something because the one, who had been holding me up, slapped me across the face, hard. Another gag was found. This one was quite different, in the shape of a phallus. They forced my mouth open and shoved it in. It was just long enough to sit at the back of my throat, making me swallow, but not gag on it. They tied it off so that I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t breathe at first. The automotive response shut off my airway. But the brain will override when oxygen is needed. Even though I had this long cock shaped thing in my throat, I started to breath through my nose. I soon became used to it. Just as well, because it stayed there for several hours. The two bitches left me alone in the room, hooked up to a pole with the dildo strapped in my mouth”

 

“Later another cock shaped strap was shown to me. I had no idea what they were going to do with it and feared they would shove that into my mouth, but no. It was shoved into my arse and the strap tied off so it couldn’t come out again. It felt huge and I thought my arse had been split. One of the women said that they would start small. After they tied my wrist manacles to a ring on the wall, they left me alone again, alone in the room.”

 

“I lost all sense of time. My body felt ravished and I was in pain from the fisting and this fucking great big dildo in my arse. My muscles wanted to push it out and tried for a long time, but eventually, I got used to having this thing sitting there.”

 

“Over a period of a few days, I was treated the same. Every so often, they took out the butt plug, as they called it, allowed me to defecate and then put a larger one back in. The same with the one in my mouth, but that was in smaller increments. I still cannot believe my body could learn to cope with that. By the time my training, as they called it, had been completed, my anus could accept a rubber dildo with the circumference of my fist without trying to shit it out. I had also learned to swallow a cock shaped dildo of about ten inches. Don’t sound a lot I know, but you look at it on the tape and then tell me it isn’t. Just try swallowing a banana and see how far you get and all the time, remembering to breathe.”

 

“The whip was the worst though. Those two bitches whipped me like they enjoyed it. I have scars on my back from the flaying they gave me. It will teach you respect and humility, they said. It taught me all right. It taught me to hate and to plot revenge.”

 

“Then suddenly, it stopped. The two bitches, as I had named them, came into the room. They untied my hands, took out the butt plug and removed the gag. They washed me inside and out as before, then, put some clothes on me. I wanted to throttle them, but my muscles had cramped from being immobile for so long. I did manage to kick one of them in her cunt, the bitch.”

 

“When they had me dressed, a blindfold was shoved over my eyes. They said that if I so much as touched it, they would flail my skin off. I believed them. I was taken from my room and led across the courtyard of the farm. Mud oozed between my toes, I remember that I enjoyed the coolness of it. One of them knocked at a door and asked to be allowed in so they could present their charge.”

 

“I was led into a room that was warm. I could hear several people were in there and I remember asking to be freed. I also remember the laugh that my pleading produced. Suddenly, new manacles or something were tied to my wrists and rings were locked onto my ankles, but without a chain between them. Then I was forced to kneel and something was shoved into my guts, making me bend at the waist. My hands were yanked forward and tied to a ring in the floor. My ankles were also attached to the floor and whatever I was laid upon supported my body. The clothes the bitches had put on me were ripped from my back. I was naked and knew I was being shown to whoever was in the room.”

 

“Several hands and fingers felt me. Some of them pushed at my groin and explored my pussy. Some of them were shoved up my arse, which was no problem after the way the butt plug had stretched me.”

 

“I remember screaming at them to let me go. I remember someone whispering into my ear that, if I didn’t shut the fuck up, I would be whipped until I bled. I shut up to a whimper.”

 

“After a while, a large dog was brought into the room. I couldn’t see it of course, but my sense of smell told me what it was. Something was smeared on my exposed pussy and the dog licked it off. God help me, but the dogs tongue felt good and I soon had a wracking orgasm. Then it was lifted off of me, only to be placed back again in the traditional doggy fashion. He began to hump at me, but was missing the mark by a long way and I thought, thank fuck for that! But, someone helped the brute out and guided his cock at my soaking pussy. Without any warning, this dog shoved a massive cock right into my abused cunt. He shoved it so far up and with such force that my body was lifted from whatever I was resting on. He kept on shoving at me, driving his cock further and further, fucking me at a rate that only a dog can. I felt his knot growing and pushing at my cunt, but not quite in me and again, I thanked God. But the combination of his tongue and then being shafted to there and back rendered me incapable of any control. My body took over in what is known as an ecstasy throw. I had to have the dog until I would blank out. I trembled; I howled and fucked the dog right back. Then His knot forced its way past my outer lips and sunk into me. I could feel several things at once. His knot, growing and expanding inside me and the tip of his cock finding the neck of my womb and forcing its way into my opening. The pain was bad, but at the same time, I needed it. I wanted the dog to fuck my insides out. And then he came. A dog’s temperature is quite a bit higher than ours, so the semen that flooded my womb felt scalding hot. The dog stopped pounding at me and just let his come flood me in spasms that I thought wouldn’t stop. I guess we remained tied for fifteen minutes until he pulled out of me. I thought my womb was going to be pulled out through my cunt. The come had created a vacuum.”

 

“That was the first of three times. I was taken away to my room again, cleaned up and then all of the training objects inserted or tied as before.”

 

“For three days, I was taken to the room and fucked by this dog until it had shot his load deep into me and eventually got free of my cunt.”

 

“The fourth day was different. It started out the same, being blindfolded and tied to the floor over the cushion and the dog giving my pussy a good slavering until I came. But this day, he was pulled off of me. Instead of the dog being guided into my cunt, I was bodily lifted onto something else. My hands and feet were off the floor and tied to something else. I had a sense of being up in the air. Suddenly, the unmistakable smell and noise of a horse came to my awareness. Without so much as a warning, I felt its hooves land either side of me and to my horror, the cock of the horse being helped into my arse. Powerful thrusts from the animal drove his cock deep inside of me. My anus allowed his penetration from the training it had received. The animal seemed to thrust forward and drive this huge cock into me, then back off to the point of almost pulling out. A return thrust shoved him straight back and the process repeated. I was lifted off the cushion from the force of his surging thrusts until, with a final massive push forward; he shot so much semen into me that it squirted backwards and onto the floor.”

 

“I thought that this would be the final spectacle, but was wrong. After the horse was led away, the people in the room flipped me over onto my back and back onto the lower cushion. Someone started to fuck me, but next to the horse’s dick, it felt puny and did nothing for me. Then the dogs cock was positioned at my mouth and my head yanked back. I had no choice but to open my lips at which point, the whole of the dogs cock slipped straight into my throat. He fucked my mouth while others fucked my cunt or arse. The dog’s pointy end was nudging my tonsils, gradually getting further and further with each push until his knot was banging on my lips. I could not open my mouth wide enough for him to get it all in, but it didn’t matter. Someone grasped him and it must have felt as if he had entered me all the way, because he stopped jerking and instead, shot so much red-hot come down my throat, that I thought I would gag. The training I had received helped me to breath and not suffocate.”

 

“I felt the men who had been watching, yanking themselves off. Then their semen was being splashed all over me. It was in my hair, over my tits and belly, in my mouth, but worst of all, in my newly uncovered eyes. Come in the eyes burns like fuck. But I had seen Roger in the brief time between the removal of the mask and eyes full of come; that was enough for me.”

 

“Afterwards, everyone said how well I had done. How well I had responded to the training and how photogenic I looked on film. The bastards, not content in humiliating and degrading me, had filmed the whole thing.”

 

“Roger took me home afterwards. He seemed pretty pleased with himself and even made some comment about having the ultimate slave who would be so good in servitude. Well I fixed him.”

 

“A few days later, the Postman brought a copy of the videotape along with a cheque for one hundred thousand pounds. The payee had been left blank, so I took it and banked it in my account; that was a mistake it seems. Roger told me that he was selling copies of the tape over the Internet for two hundred pounds each and they were going like hot cakes. He had set up an Internet account and was making money so fast he couldn’t believe it.”

 

“Anyway, one night, soon after we had returned, he thought he would be able to screw me. I let him for a while, until he forced his filthy cock into my mouth. My defence will be that it was a nervous reaction or a tic that made me clamp my jaws together. I didn’t mean to swallow the bastard’s dick whole, but it happened. He bled to death inside five minutes and the ambulance arrived in fifteen. Shame that eh?”

 

“But it seems that by taking the money means I was a willing participant as far as the Police are concerned.”

 

Her story had taken most of the afternoon to tell. I have tried to relate it as accurately as possible, but she gave so much detail and emotion to it, that it is impossible to really do it justice here.

 

Justice was indeed, what she got. I had won her back and lost my first case. The Judge was a mean old bastard who was of the opinion that women should be tied to kitchen sinks and shouldn’t have a life other than procreation and servitude to man. Our appeal brought the conviction down to one of involuntary manslaughter; she only had to serve twelve months with remission.

 

The film is still realising huge amounts of money. Linda has now set up the account in her own name and has begun to practice her advice line for African farmers. We have bought a house in Wiltshire with several bedrooms and a few acres of land sitting at the foot of a valley and secluded to the rest of the world. We also have a dog. She tells me, that it is a Ridgeback, something the South African farmers use to herd cattle or hunt lions. He is a big sod and as mean as hell until Linda comes home. I can’t compete with him, but then again, I don’t really need to because she really can swallow head and I like mine attached.

 

 

 

 

 

Her father was a Colonel in the military, a troubleshooter who was sent all over the world taking care of problems. After his wife died, he refused to pawn his daughter off on relatives, instead hiring a succession of live in maids or having babysitters who could stay over while he was gone. He also refused to live on the military base, instead going early to each duty station and renting an apartment or house in a nearby town in order to expose his child to the local culture and language.

The kids living on the military base went to school according to age and grade level but there weren't enough children living in town to do that so all the children were taught in a single, large classroom. Keli was very bright, working three grade levels ahead of her age group and finding even that boring. Because of this, she was stuck with the nickname ‘Einstien'. She was leftwithout any friends because the kids her own age seemed childish and rather stupid and the older kids wouldn't have anything to do with someone who looked as young as she did.

One afternoon in July Keli was walking home from a nearby park. Wearing a white tee shirt and cutoff bluejean shorts, her arms and legs showed a dark tan. Taking a shortcut thru an open field, she heard the sound of laughing and yelling coming from where a new apartment building was being constructed. She walked over to the chain link fence surrounding the project and saw one of the construction workers squirting a group of native kids with a water hose. She watched for a couple of minutes and was getting ready to leave when the man with the hose saw her. He held the hose up and grinned, motioning her to come in and join in the fun. Keli almost walked away knowing if she went home with her hair and clothes wet the maid would have a fit but the lure of actually playing with other kids was too strong and she went in thru the gate. Keli rarely did what her father and the maid expected of her and this was no exception.

A few of the girls that looked to be Keli's age or older were playing without their shirts on and one girl was wearing only her panties. As soon as Keli was close enough, the man with the hose sprayed her, instantly soaking her clothes and causing her to almost lose her breath. The water was cold, causing her tiny nipples to become hard and visible through her wet shirt. It didn't take long before Keli was running and laughing with the other kids. She didn't notice that even though some girls weren't wearing shirts, the man with the hose seemed to spend a lot of time looking at Keli. The afternoon passed swiftly and Keli was having so much fun she almost didn't notice the last of the local kids leaving. She realized she had a problem. How was she going to get home, in her room, and her clothes changed without Meka, the maid, noticing she was wet.

"You go now?"

Keli realized the man was talking to her.

"You go now?" he repeated.

"Umm..do you speak English?" Keli asked.

"Yes, speak good English," the man answered, grinning.

"I have a problem," Keli explained. "If I go home with wet clothes, I'll get in trouble."

The man looked at her blankly, then smiled and nodded his head.

"You need to fix?" he asked.

"Yes, that's right. I need to fix," Keli answered.

The man started toward the back of the construction site but stopped when he noticed Keli wasn't following him.

"Come," he said, beckoning, "Is ok. You follow. We fix."

Keli hesitated, then started after the man. He led to her to a good sized shed in a rear corner of the lot. The man entered the shed, then popped his head back out through the doorway.

"Come," he told Keli. "I show you, to fix."

Keli cautiously entered the shed and was immediately assailed by the odor. She realized it was a large outhouse which included three toilet seats with lids, a sink, a low bench and some wooden boxes.

"Eww," Keli complained. "It smells like diarrhea in here!"

"Di-uh-ree-uh?" The man said, trying to pronounce the unfamiliar English word.

"You know, poop?" Keli asked him.

"Oh." The man said, understanding. "Shit." He shrugged as if in apology. "Shit smells."

The man looked at Keli, telling her, "I leave. You take clothes, squeeze water out." He made motions with his hands showing Keli what he meant. "Give to me, I put in sun, dry quick." He smiled. "You understand?"

"I don't know..." Keli said dubiously.

"Yes," the man said grinning. "Squeeze out water, dry in sun. I go outside now."

The man left, closing the door behind him and moved to where there was a small hole in one wall of the building.

There was just enough light coming thru the vents cut at the top of the walls for Keli to see, and unknown to her, to be seen.

Thinking about taking her clothes off outside her home made Keli feel strange, but if she showed up at home wet, Meka would give her some kind of punishment, maybe even telling Keli's father. Her father was real strict about Keli behaving like a proper young lady. Playing with a bunch of native kids at a construction site would definitely not qualify as ‘Ladylike." That decided her. Keli pulled off her tee-shirt, set it on the bench, then took off her shorts and panties. Tossing the panties on her shirt, she tried wringing out the denim shorts but didn't have enough muscle to get much water out.

Looking through the hole in the outhouse the man could see that the girl's butt was so white compared to her legs that it almost glowed. He could also see she was having trouble. He hesitated a moment, having only planned on sneaking a peek. Messing with local girls was one thing but a young, white American girl could cause him a lot of trouble. The young girl's white skin ended up being too much to resist. He knocked on the door.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked. "You have problem?"

Keli didn't answer immediately but finally said, "Yes, I'm not...I mean I can't get the water out of my shorts. I'm not strong enough."

"You need help?" the man asked.

"Yes please," Keli answered politely.

"I come in..help..okay?" the man inquired.

Keli thought it over, wondering why she was even considering it. Without really knowing why, she gave the answer that would end up changing her life.

"Okay," Keli told him.

The man opened the door and entered as Keli stood there nude. The light from the open door gave the man a clear view of the backside of her young body, the view fading as he closed the door. He took the denim shorts from Keli, and using his strong hands easily wrung the water out over the sink then repeating the action with her shirt and panties. Putting the girl's clothes on the bench, he started to remove his own clothes.

"WHAT are you doing?" Keli demanded.

The man paused, as if confused, then looked at the young girl and said, "My clothes also wet, need to dry."

Keli looked back over her shoulder at the man and thought maybe she should just get dressed and take her chances at home but she really wanted to see what a naked man looked like. The mpetuous curiosity that had gotten her in trouble so many times before struck again.

"Well.. ok then, I guess," She finally said.

The man finished removing his clothes then gathered both Keli's and his own and started for the door.

"I go put in sun," he told her, "Clothes dry quick."

Without waiting for an answer, the man exited the outhouse wearing only his boots. He returned momentarily without the clothes then sat on the bench.

"Good sun," he said," Good dry maybe...one half hour."

Keli thought about sitting around nude for an hour with a grown man who was also naked and the idea curiously excited her. She became aware of a slight tingling throughout her body, a feeling she always got when she was doing something bad. She still had her back turned to him but had become tired of standing so she turned to sit on one of the larger boxes. As she turned, she noticed the man staring at her and even in the dim light could see he had a strange look on his face. She sat down, keeping her knees together so her privates wouldn't be exposed and caught herself trying to catch a glimpse of the man's privates. In the faint light, she could just make out the man's groin area and she wasn't impressed. His ‘thing' was small and flabby. She knew her biology and wondered how in the world something like that could make babies. Glancing up, she blushed bright red as she saw the man had caught her looking at him.

The man started talking and gave his name. "Me, I am Ahmed. Your name is....?"

"Keli." She answered, " My name is Keli."

"Keli. Keli is pretty name for pretty girl." He told her, " You are about..six, seven years old?"

"No," Keli replied indignantly. " I ‘m nine years old. I'm just small for my age."

"Oh, nine years old," Amed said. "You are big girl."

No one had ever called Keli a big or pretty girl before. "You think so?" she asked.

"Oh yes." Ahmed said, nodding his head. "Six, seven, is little girl. Nine, is big girl.

After the heat outside, the cool interior of the building and a slight breeze blowing through the gaps around the door left Keli feeling slightly chilly, causing her to shiver.

Ahmed noticed the girl shiver and asked her, "You are cold?"

"Yes," Keli answered, "A little ."

"You want Ahmed to fix?" Ahmed asked her.

"Yes please." Keli answered, wondering if maybe he had a blanket somewhere.

Ahmed beckoned to her and when Keli slowly stood up and approached him, he took her by the waist and turned her so she was facing away from him.

"What are you doing?" Keli asked nervously.

"Good rub. Rub rub. Get you warm." He answered.

With Keli facing away from him Ahmed began to briskly, but not too hard, rub her body. He started at her shoulders, rubbing downwards, moving to her arms, then to her sides, down over her hips and down her legs to her ankles.

The brisk rubbing was actually helping to warm her up a bit and although surprised at the physical contact, Keli refrained from speaking, allowing the man to move his hands up and down her body.

"You are very pretty, very sexy." He told her.

As smart as she was, Keli was taken by Ahmed's flattery. People didn't usually refer to her as pretty. Usually people referred to how small she was. And she wasn't sure what sexy meant exactly, but it sounded good.

When his hands reached Keli's ankles for the third time, he switched form doing the outside of both legs at the same time to doing the inside and outside of just one leg. As his hands reached the top of her thighs, he let the fingers of the inside hand brush the lips of her young pussy, causing her to flinch. His hands moved up and down her leg, each time stroking the young girl's virgin pussy. He moved his attentions to her other leg, repeating the process.

The tingling in Keli's body was increasing and there was now a funny feeling in her private area. She was beginning to really enjoy the man's attentions when he suddenly stopped. Ahmed stood up and moved Keli to one wall of the small building. He took her hands and reaching around her, placed them on the wall.

"Hold hands here," He told her, "For brace."

Keli didn't understand but as Ahmed started rubbing her back she caught on. Ahmed moved down Keli's back, over her ass to her thighs. As he massaged the top part of her thighs he deliberately kept rubbing her young pussy, occasionally giving her ass a gentle squeeze. The contact of Ahmed's hands on her butt and privates was causing the tingling in Keli's body to increase even more. She suddenly had a realization. She was doing something ‘nasty', and it excited her. She didn't know why but it did, and she liked it.

Giving Keli's butt a final squeeze, Ahmed moved his hands to the front of Keli's hips. As he did so, he moved closer, parts of his body now touching Keli's. When he reached Keli's stomach, he started rubbing slower and softer, at the same time gently pulling the girl's body to his. When his hands arrived at Keli's chest, he lightly kneaded her non-existent breasts causing her small nipples to become hard.

Keli was now thoroughly enjoying the man's attention when she became aware of something hard poking her in the butt. The man's hands were gently rubbing her titties so it couldn't be them.

So she asked, "Ahmed, what's poking me in the rear-end?"

"Ah," he answered, "That is my..how you say in English...my cock."

"Cock? You mean your thing.?"

"No, not ‘thing'. Cock. Is what I pee with."

"Oh, it's called a cock." Kelly said, understanding. " But I .....when I peeked at you it looked kinda small and soft."

Ahmed removed one hand from Keli's chest, took one of Keli's hands and placed it on his cock. "Feel." he said.

Keli was momentarily shocked as she felt her hand come into contact with the man's ‘cock' but her small hand almost involuntarily closed around Ahmed's hard cock.

"It's hard," she said, surprised. "But soft at the same time. What happened?"

"My cock, it gets hard when I am with sexy girl." Ahmed told her.

Stepping back, he forced Keli to let go of his cock. He then took one of the smaller boxes and moved it closer to the wall and told Keli to step up on it. He replaced Keli's hands on the wall, then placed his cock between Keli's legs.

Keli, flattered at being called ‘Sexy' again, still asked, "What are you doing?"

Ahmed pressing inward on Keli's thighs, answered, "Please to close legs. We fuckee fuckee."

" Fuckee fuckee? What's fuckee fuckee?" Keli asked, closing her legs.

Without answering and pushing his hips forward, Ahmed started to slowly fuck between Keli's tightly closed legs. Each time the head of his cock went as far forward as it could go, it would just graze the lips of Keli's pussy, causing her body to slightly jerk.

The tingling in her body was very strong now and there was a warmth building in her privates. She thought, "Now I'm really doing something nasty."

Ahmed increased his efforts, pumping his cock between Keli's legs faster and faster, pulling her hips back each time he thrust forward. The feeling in her groin was becoming quite pleasurable when suddenly Keli felt a warm, wet sensation between her legs while at the same time hearing Ahmed grunt.

Ahmed stepped back and now that he was finished, suddenly became afraid. He quickly reached over to the bench, grabbed his shirt and began wiping his cum from between Keli's legs all the while saying "Sorry...sorry."

Keli wasn't quite sure what had happened or why Ahmed was apologizing but was disappointed that it seemed to be over. Ahmed handed her clothes to her and as she got dressed he did the same. Before he pulled his shorts up, Keli could see his cock was becoming small and soft again. She could also see he looked very worried, almost scared.

Ahmed reached in his pocket, pulled out some local money and peeled off a bill.

"Here, you take," He said extending a fifty lira note to the girl. "You no tell..is secret, ok?"

Keli took the lira, a months allowance for her and realized Ahmed was paying for her silence. She didn't tell him she had no intention of saying anything, knowing the kind of trouble she would get in if she did.

Ahmed opened the door, ushered Keli out of the outhouse and quickly led her to the gate. Checking to see if anyone was watching and seeing no one, he unlocked and opened the gate and pushed her through.

As he held one finger to his lips he said, "Remember..secret!"

Keli just nodded and slowly walked home, many new concepts running through her mind and fifty lira in her pocket. She smiled.

 

 

Over the next several days Keli found herself thinking about what had happened at the construction site. If she dwelt on the idea for any length of time, the tingling in her body would start. It made her feel almost...itchy. At night, after she had gone to bed Keli would sometimes lightly rub her pussy and wonder why she was doing it. Doing or thinking about doing something nasty again left her feeling so very strange, and, itchy. She decided she would go back to the construction site.

The following Friday after her Father had left for an overnight trip, Keli left her house and walked down the street heading for the construction site. Stopping at the edge of an adjacent field Keli watched and waited as the workers stopped their labors and one by one went home. When Keli was sure all the workers had left except Ahmed, She approached the gate and she saw him rolling up some hose.

"Hey, Ahmed! " she called. "Ahmed!"

Ahmed turned, surprised at seeing the young American girl. He had thought she wouldn't come back. He motioned her in and walked towards her.

"Hey sexy girl. You come to see Ahmed?" He asked.

"I was just walking by and saw you so I thought I'd say hi." Keli answered.

"Ah. Ahmed thought maybe you come back for more fun.

Not looking directly at the man Keli said, " No, I was just going home when I saw you." Kelly hesitated for a few seconds then said " But I don't have to be home right this minute . I could hang around for a while."

Ahmed turned his attention back to his task telling Keli "O.K. You wait, Ahmed finish work."

"Alright" Keli replied

Keli wandered around the yard trying to ignore the little voice in her head that was telling her to forget all about Ahmed and nasty things and get her butt back home right now. She was startled out of her inner struggle when Ahmed suddenly appeared beside her.

"Hey sexy girl. You want go play with Ahmed?" he asked.

With just a slight hesitation Keli nodded her head. " I guess so, if you want to."

Ahmed grinned, thinking about how dangerous this was but excited past the point of caring replied, "Yes, I want to. Come with Ahmed."

Ahmed turned and once again headed towards the small building at the rear of the site. Upon reaching the outhouse, Keli followed Ahmed inside. Once Keli was inside, Ahmed closed the door plunging the small room into darkness. Both Keli and Ahmed stood still for a moment, waiting for their eyes to adjust to the dimness.

Once he could see again, Ahmed moved next to Keli and gave her a hug, gently squeezing her ass at the same time.

"Ahmed hoped very much Keli girl come back." Ahmed told her.

Releasing Keli, Ahmed started removing his clothing but when Keli followed suit Ahmed stopped her.

"No," he said, "Ahmed want to do."

Ahmed finished undressing then moved over to Keli and slowly lifted up her t-shirt. Standing close behind her he reached around and softly rubbed the preteen's almost non-existent breasts paying close attention to her tiny nipples.

Keli, relaxing a little now that she was actually doing something again just stood there and enjoyed the man's hands on her body. Ahmed lifted Keli's t-shirt over her head and tossed it on one of the boxes. He started rubbing lower and lower until he was sliding his hands under the waist of Keli's shorts. Ahmed unsnapped her shorts and pulled them and her panties down. Keli lifted first one foot then the other without complaint letting Ahmed toss her shorts and panties on top of her t-shirt.

Ahmed, enjoying the feel of the girl's prepubescent body started to lightly stroke her pussy with one hand while gently squeezing her nipples with the other.

Keli stood unmoving, lost in the pleasurable feelings she was experiencing. Ahmed continued to rub her body for a while then abruptly stopped. When the rubbing stopped, Keli turned her head to see why and saw Ahmed scooping up a handful of white greasy hand cleaner from a can that was kept by the sink. Ahmed turned back to the girl and rubbed the thick grease-like soap between her legs and directly on the adolescent girl's pussy. Keli was surprised at how much better it felt with the slippery hand cleaner providing lubrication.

Ahmed moved around Keli and took her arm, gently pulling her up on the same box she had stood on the first time. Moving up behind her Ahmed pushed his cock between her legs. Keli started to close her legs like she had done before but Ahmed stopped her.

"No, open legs wide. We do different this time." the man told her.

"Okay." Keli replied agreeingly, spreading her legs.

Ahmed pushed forward so that the head of his cock was touching the child's pussy.

"You like this, to fukee fukee?" he asked.

"Yes," Keli replied. "It feels nice."

The warm tingling in her body was very strong now and Keli was almost in a trance when Ahmed started to push just a tiny bit harder causing the tip of his cock to just slip between the lips of Keli's young virgin pussy. Keli didn't mind the feeling of Ahmed's cock rubbing just inside her privates for it was giving her new, different sensations. The tingling in her body was so warm, and so strong now it was almost unbearable. Keli knew she was really ‘BadGirlKeli' this time.

Suddenly, as Ahmed tried to push more of his cock in her privates, Keli felt a slightly painful pressure in her privates.

"Ahmed? It's starting to hurt a little."

Ahmed ignored the girl, pushing even harder causing Keli to try and move forward, away from the pressure but Ahmed grasped her hips and pulled her back.

"Ahmed, it's really starting to hurt! Please stop!" Keli begged.

Ahmed was beyond listening or caring and thrust forward hard while pulling Keli back by her hips allowing him to bury his entire cock in the young girl's pussy.

Keli couldn't believe the intense pain that suddenly ripped thru her body causing her to scream in pain. Since the construction site was not near any homes, no one heard the screams of the young girl. Or if someone did, they ignored them.

Keli was crying and pleading with Ahmed to stop but his movements became more frenzied. Ahmed was thrusting forward at the same time pulling he was pulling Keli back to him when suddenly he pulled back too far and his cock popped out of the girl's pussy. In frustration, he thrust forward blindly trying to bury his cock back in Keli's tight warm pussy again but missed and instead buryed his cock all the way in the girl's ass. A new, fresh burning sensation tore through Keli causing her to scream out once again and cry for Ahmed to stop. After only a few strokes in Keli's ass Ahmed pulled back and entered her pussy again. It only took a few seconds more when once again with a groaning sound Ahmed was done. He slowly pulled out of Keli leaving the young girl sobbing. His cock was covered in Keli's blood, and blood trickled down the her leg.

Ahmed stared in horror at the blood on Keli's leg, suddenly realizing the danger he was in. If the girl told on him, he wouldn't stay alive a single month in prison.

Still sobbing, Keli turned and yelled,"You HURT me! You really hurt me! Why didn't you stop when I told you to?"

Ahmed was in a blind panic. "Ahmed is sorry..sor sorry." he stammered. "You too sexy. Ahmed lost control. No could stop."

"I'm gonna tell my dad!" Keli told him. "He'll beat you half to death."

"Oh, No! No tell! If you tell, Ahmed die! They kill Ahmed for this! Please no tell? Ahmed do anything. Ahmed not want to die!"

Keli could see the fear on the man and it appeased her little. She saw that Ahmed really believed he would be killed. She was still angry but she didn't want him to die. Ahmed saw the girl hesitate and thought he might have a chance to get out of this alive. He turned and grabbed his pants, reached into a pocket and pulled out a thick wad of money. He started to peel off some bills then suddenly extended the whole amount to Keli.

"Here, you take. Take all. No tell. Ok?" he asked her.

Keli stood glaring at him for a few seconds then slowly took the money. "I think you are a very, very mean person. But I don't want you to die. I don't know what to do about this."

"Hey, Ahmed promise never, never, never to do again. You keep all lira, no tell anyone. Stay secret. Ahmed is so, so, so sorry. Please no tell?" Ahmed begged.

Keli stood there thinking. If she did tell her father, he might find out this was her second time here. He might find out that Keli let the man do stuff the first time, then came back for more. Keli made a decision.

"O.K. I won't tell. But I don't like you anymore and I'm never coming back here again."

 Having had the last word Keli grabbed Ahmed's shirt and wiped the blood from her legs and then very gently from her privates. She got dressed as Ahmed just sat with his head down.

Keli moved to the door and left. Walking slowly home she tried to make sense of everything. She wondered why girls wanted to have sex if it hurt so much. Did it hurt the guy too? It seemed like she had more questions then ever. She did know one thing. She wasn't gonna ride her bike anytime soon.

The End

 

 

 

 

 

 

“And you have a backside that most women would kill for” At that I placed my hand squarely on the cheek of her bum caressing and squeezing it.

“Oi cheeky”

“Yes very cheeky an d so pert too, but now let’s move on over your lovely flat stomach and on to your exquisite breasts. So firm, round and just the right size for love, and, from what I can see, beautifully smooth.”

Now as I spoke I ran my hand up between us and rested it momentarily on of her breasts before using the back of my hand to stroke the top of her cleavage and each breast.

“Stop it we will be seen!”

“By Who? Look at t he other two”

I turned us around so that Claire could see where Robert and Sue wee dancing in a close and very passionate clinch. Claire gasped, I turned us away again and took the opportunity to slip my hand down and undo two buttons, enough to get into her bra cup and find her nipple. Claire gasped again, but did not pull away.

“Oh Claire that is so nice, I can feel t stiffening up in my hand.” And so I continued to caress and tease the pert nipple.Claire pulled herself close to me.

“Oh God Jeff, that’s sooo wonderful” Her breathing became faster and faster, and suddenly she jerked in my arms, time and time again. I knew what was going to happen and placed my mouth over hers, kissing her passionately, preventing her from screaming out loud. When the jerking stopped, I removed my mouth.

“Oh Jeff, you’ve made me cum, here I n front of all these people, God that is so dirty, so wonderfully dirty.”

I whispered to her “ You know Claire, you are so sweet, and I would give anything to spend a night with you, gently kissing, stroking teasing and fucking you.” Claire said nothing; she just clung to me tighter and pressed her body hard against me)

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We drove home in high spirits laughing and joking. I could see in the mirror that Robert was keeping Claire on the boil by touching her up and I was sure he even got a finger in.

When we arrived at their place which was in the countryside, Robert asked us in for coffee, to which we eagerly agreed.

"Who is babysitting for you?" He asked when we got inside.

"My younger sister is, she is sleeping over."

"So there is no rush?"

"No Sheila will expect us when she sees us, though she will be in bed asleep by now"

"Well why not stop the night, Jeff has not had hardly anything to drink tonight. Stay over so that he can have a few drinks, that's a good idea isn't it Claire?"

Claire seemed to colour up a bit and stumble over her words, but was in agreement okay.

"I'll sort out some drinks and music, then if you Jeff get the coffee love" said Robert.

"I'll give you a hand then Claire " Said Jeff following her to the kitchen. There was a glass panelled door which showed the kitchen in reflection and Robert and I watched as Jeff came behind Claire, put his hands around her waist and quite plainly up on to her tits.

Claire spun round quickly, but instead of protesting, they kissed passionately and as we watched Claire pulled her top out of her skirt and guided Jeffs hands onto her tits.

"No worries there then," I said to Robert

Undoing my blouse and skirt and letting them fall to the floor, leaving me in just my white bra; thong stockings and suspenders; I started to undress Robert, calling out as I did so.

"Never mind the coffee for now come in here, we have something to show you."

Claire reacted wonderfully when she saw me standing with her naked husband.

 "God you have a lovely body Sue"

 I walked across to her,

"Bet you have too" and I whipped off her blouse and skirt in one quick movement. To undo her brassiere I moved right up to her, put my arms around her back and found the catch. When the straps parted and it dropped to the floor I remained holding her slowly bringing my hand to the front of her body, where I stroked each breast and nipple in turn, watching them swell and stiffen, I slid a hand down her tummy onto her mound, Claire instinctively parted her thighs letting me just caress her slit, and to bring my hand away, damp and smelling of her sex.

 "Save something for you and me together for later won't you" I whispered, turning away and joining Robert on the thick rug. I knelt at his feet, pulled down his pants and pumped his cock until his foreskin was stretched right back then I gently kissed his purple knob head before taking its full length in my mouth. In the large mirror I could see that Jeff and Claire were not wasting any time.

Jeff stood behind Claire with his hands cupping her lovely tits while they watched me devour Robert’s stiff prick, then Jeff led Claire to the settee. She fell back and lay with her legs wide open, inviting him in. he did not hang about, and fell to his knees so that he could bury my face in the thick bush of auburn hair that grew in curly profusion around her cunt.

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            “You just want to play yourself,” Danny accused him.

            “I’ll just clean up, put things away and go home. I’m tired, Danny. Don’t argue.”

            “Fine. Just don’t let him talk you into anything.”

            Danny climbed to his feet and pulled Amanda from the bed. He attached her lead chain and tugged on it, leading her from the room. She followed him silently with several glances over her shoulder. Once they were both gone Nels closed the door then moved to pull his pants back on. Finally, he went to stand in front of Matt. He slowly released the younger man from his bonds, gently rubbing his wrists to help ease the pain of returning circulation. He removed the posture collar last.

            “Easy, don’t move too quickly,” he advised Matt when the other man tried to turn his head. “Move slowly until the muscles loosen up.”

            He helped Matt to the bed and indicated that the younger man should sit. Nels then turned back to Sam who still huddled on the floor against the wall next to where Matt had been restrained.

            “Sam, find some pants for yourself and a pair for Matt,” Nels said softly, nodding toward the closet. He released his hold on Matt’s arm when the other man sank onto the bed. “Okay now?”

            “Yeah,” Matt whispered hoarsely.

            Sam cautiously approached with a pair of white linen pants that he hoped would fit the larger Matt, he had found a pair of brown sweats for himself. Nels took them from the boy with a smile.

            “Thank you, Sam.” He studied the boy for moment before patting the bed next to where he sat beside Matt. “Why don’t you join us?”

            Sam silently sat down.

            “Are you okay, Sam?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “You don’t have to call me Master, Sam. Sir is fine.”

            “Yes, Mas – Yes, Sir.”

            Nels smiled at the boy as he stroked his face. “Why don’t you pick up the room a little while I talk to Matt for a few minutes?”

            “Yes, Sir.”

            Sam rose to his feet and started to clean up the clothes strewn about the room. Nels turned back to Matt and stared at the light-haired man for a moment. He took in the hung head, drooping eye lids, down-turned mouth.

            “Matt, I’m truly worried about you. What’s going on here? How’s Danny treat you?”

            Matt shrugged. “We seem to have an unspoken agreement to leave each other alone.”

            Nels reached out and touched the welts that still streaked Matt’s chest.

            “So where’d these come from?”

            “Sometimes I’m not so good at not annoying him.”

            “Would you mind spending a few days at my place?”

            Nels didn’t miss the slump of his shoulders or the tiny turn of his head as he tried to look away.

            “Matt, look at me.”

            Matt reluctantly looked up at Nels.

            “I know you’re not happy about your situation. You can speak honestly with me.”

            Matt drew a breath then plunged on.

            “I just want to take Jenny and go home,” he replied, staring intently at Nels.

            Nels started to reply then stopped abruptly, drawing in his breath at sudden realization and recognition.

            “Matt, what’s your last name?” he asked softly.

            Matt’s breath caught and his eyes shifted nervously.

            “Matt?” Nels insisted.

            “Jamison,” he finally answered.

            “You’re father?” Nels asked urgently. “Who’s your father?”

            Matt swallowed hard and looked down at the floor between his feet.

            “Matt,” Nels put his hand on Matt’s arm and stared at him through narrowed eyes. “Who’s your father?”

            “Morgan Jamison,” he whispered.

            “Chief of Police,” Nels finished for him. “Shit. I knew you looked familiar.”

            Matt’s head whipped up and he stared in astonished, wide-eyed wonder at Nels. Nels handed the pants he still held to Matt. The younger man reached out a tentative hand and accepted the clothing. He stood and slowly slipped the pants on. He pulled them up over his hips then pulled the string in the waistband tight and tied a knot in it. He eased himself back down and stared in silence at the floor.

            “You’ve never met anyone who works with your father?”

            “No.” Matt shook his head. “He always said he had to keep work and home separate so Mom and I never met anyone he worked with. Or at least, I didn’t.”

            “Does Danny know?”

            “No!”

            Nels nodded. “We have to get you out of here before he finds out.”

            Matt looked over at Nels, staring at the other man through his lashes.

            “You work with my dad?” he asked softly.

            “Not exactly,” Nels admitted.

            “But you know him?”

            Nels nodded. “Yes. I’ve met him.”

            Matt stared at the dark-haired man through narrowed eyes.

            “Who are you?” he finally whispered.

            “A friend,” Nels replied as he shifted his weight and started to rise from the bed. Matt reached out and grabbed his wrist. Nels stared down at him for several long seconds. “Nelson Sherridan. That’s all you need to know for now.”

            “But –”

            “I can’t do anything right now but I’ll call Danny later and ask if you can stay with me for a few days. If I can convince him, we’ll work out a way for me to be careless enough for you to escape.” Nels smiled wickedly at Matt. “I seem to lose a lot of people and Danny’s well aware of it.”

            Nels pulled his hand free of Matt’s grip, grabbed his shirt from the bed and slipped it on as he turned to Sam.

            “Sam, I have to take Matt back to the kennels. Wait here. I’ll be back for you.”

            “Yes, Sir.”

            “Come on, Matt. I’m sorry but I have to leave you here for now.”

            Mat got to his bare feet and started to follow Nels across the room.

            “How do you know my dad?”

            “I can’t talk about that right now,” Nels said as they left the room and started down the hall. “I’ll try to explain everything once you’re out of here.”

            “Do the other cops know you’re gay?”

            “I’m not gay, I’m bi. And yes, my co-workers, and superiors, know. Actually, it’s the reason I’m here.” He looked down at Matt and smiled. “Please, no more questions. It could cause a lot of problems, for both of us.”

            “What about Jenny?”

            “I can’t do anything about her right now.” When Matt started to protest Nels placed his hands on the other man’s shoulders and stared into his eyes. They had stopped just short of the kennels. “I can only do so much at a time, Matt. Let me help you first then we can work on helping Jenny and Amanda and the others. Okay?”

            Matt stared at Nels in confusion.

            “One step at a time,” Nels whispered.

            “You’ll help her? Get her out?” Matt pleaded.

            “I’m working on it.”

            Nels opened the kennel door and motioned Matt inside. Matt trudged along to his cage with several long glances toward Jenny. She watched Nels walk Matt to his cage without saying a word as Angie and Carrie stared, wide-eyed, at the tall, dark-haired man escorting Matt. They glanced at each other as they watched the men. The door to Matt’s cage still stood open so he climbed in and sat down in the back corner. He drew his knees up against his chest, laid his arms across his knees and rested his head on his arms. Nels knelt down in front of the open door and looked in at him.

            “Be careful, Matt. Don’t provoke anything.”

            “I’ll try.”

            Nels nodded and pushed the door closed. He started out of the room without another word or looking back but stopped when someone called to him.

“Hello, Master Nels.”

He turned his head and looked back at the cages, staring intently at Angie. Slowly, he turned and walked back toward her cage, noticing the way she snuggled up to the bars. He squatted down next to her and stared at her face. Even though she kept her head lowered he could tell she was looking up at him.

“I would have thought you would have been trained better by now,” he said softly.

“I-I’m sorry, Master. I-I didn’t mean to offend you,” she quickly apologized in a less sultry voice.

“You offend your true master. I should report this incident to him.”

“Please sir…” she begged, backing away from the bars of the cage.

Matt watched in silence and realized that Nels was watching Carrie closely even though he was speaking to Angie.

“You need to learn your manners, girl,” was all Nels said as he stood. He glanced back at Matt then quickly left the room.

Xi entered the kennel as Nels left. She went straight to Carrie’s cage and opened it.

“Come,” was all she said.

Carrie crawled from the cage and stood silently while Xi fastened the lead chain to her collar. Xi turned and tugged on the chain, leading Carrie from the room. Carrie was taken to Danny’s bedroom where he waited with Amanda. Xi handed him Carrie’s lead chain and silently left the room. Carrie stood by the bed studying the scene before her.

Amanda was tied spread-eagle to the bed. She was still completely naked and was visibly shaking. Danny released the lead chain from Carrie’s collar and laid it aside. Then he reached up from his position on the bed next to Amanda to stroke Carrie’s cheek.

“Come join us, Carrie. Amanda needs to learn what it’s like to have you eat her pussy.”

“Yes, Master,” Carrie said softly then crawled onto the bed between Amanda’s bound legs.

Carrie laid down on her stomach between Amanda’s spread legs and wriggled up to push her face into Amanda’s open crotch. The girl beneath her wriggled and cried out when Carrie’s tongue lashed out to touch her tender, private parts.

“Do a good job and make her scream in ecstasy, Carrie, but don’t let her cum until I tell you.”

“Yes, Master,” Carrie mumbled from Amanda’s pussy.

Danny moved to straddled Amanda’s torso and stare down at the frightened girl.

“P-please, d-don’t…,” she begged him.

He smiled down at her as he played his hands through her long, dark tresses.

“Enjoy it, Amanda. You’ll soon learn to pleasure Carrie. First, though, you’ll pleasure me again.”

He scooted up her body so his hips were on her shoulders, his cock mere inches from her trembling lips.

“Open your mouth, pet.”

“P-please…”

He reached out and pinched her nose closed. Within seconds her mouth fluttered open. He slid his semi-erect prick between her lips.

“No biting,” he warned harshly.

He moved his hips and slowly slid almost completely out of her mouth before shoving himself back in again. Keeping a slow rhythm he rocked up and down against her, fucking her face.

“Use your tongue, pet. Lick it and suck it,” he instructed.

She squeezed her eyes shut and slowly did as she was told.

“Lick all around it, pet. All up and down the shaft, baby.” He voice was soft and patient as he gave her instructions. “Go around it too. I want to feel your tongue all over me, pet.”

He continued to face-fuck her for several more minutes. Finally, he pulled out of her mouth but quickly shoved his balls in.

“Do the same thing, pet. Make me feel good.”

She continued licking and sucking as he had instructed. Tears slid from her eyes as she listened to his moans. His balls were soon replaced by his cock and he shoved it even further down her throat than before, choking her.

“Relax, pet. You can take it,” he whispered. He reached around behind him and pinched her nipples, causing her to jump. “Carrie, I’m gonna cum. Bring her with me.”

He felt Amanda tense beneath him and knew she was close.

“Good girl, Carrie. Amanda, when I cum, swallow it for me.” He jerked and let loose a stream of jism into her mouth. She choked and swallowed automatically to keep from strangling on it. Then she screamed as she reached her own orgasm.

When his cock relaxed he slid it from her mouth and moved off her, lying down next to her.

“Carrie, come here.”

Carrie moved up beside Danny.

“Yes, Master?”

“Teach Amanda how to eat pussy. Have her make you cum.”

“Thank you, Master!”

Carrie climbed over to squat over Amanda’s head and shoved her pussy into the other girl’s face. She gave instructions as Amanda tried desperately to make her cum so she’d move. Danny propped his head on his hand and watched Carrie squirmed while she moan and groaned over Amanda’s face. Finally, she screamed in joy as she climaxed, squeezing her legs together so tightly Amanda thought she’d be crushed. Eventually, Carrie fell over sideways and lay panting on the bed. After several minutes Danny swatted Carrie’s bare ass.

“Go back to the kennels and lock yourself in your cage.”

“Yes, Master.”

Carrie climbed off the bed and slowly trudged back to the kennels. Danny released Amanda from her bonds and pulled her off the bed. He shoved her toward the bathroom in his bedroom suite.

“Go take a shower then get your ass back in here. You have fifteen minutes before I come after you.”

 

Danny jumped and rolled away from Amanda. He grabbed the receiver from the ringing phone and placed it to his ear.

            “What?” he answered grumpily.

            “Danny, it’s Kade. I was just flipping through channels on TV and saw something interesting.”

            “What?”

            “The boy-toy you’ve been playing with has been in the news lately.”

            Danny wiped the last of the sleep from his eyes and sat up. He grabbed the TV remote from the bed stand and turned the television on.

            “What channel?” he insisted.

            “Try the local news channel,” Kade suggested.

            Danny flipped through the channels and stopped when he saw a familiar face on the screen.

            “What the hell…?”

            “It seems he’s the son of the chief of police. And the chief wants his kid back.”

            “Shit!”

            “Just thought you might like to know,” Kade purred before disconnecting.

            Danny slammed the receiver down and climbed from the bed. Amanda, now wide awake, cowered under the covers. He quickly fastened her lead chain to her collar and attached it to an anchor high in the wall, locking it into place with a small padlock. He pressed his mouth roughly against hers then rushed from the room, hurriedly pulling on a pair of pants as he went.

            The door to the kennels banged open as Danny burst through. He went straight to Matt’s cage, typed in the code, jerked open the door and motioned Matt out with the lead chain he held in his hands.

            “Get your ass out here, boy.”

            Matt didn’t move from his position in the back of the cage. He knew from the look of anger and hatred in Danny’s eyes that something had happened to set the man off.

            “Don’t push me, boy. Get your ass out here before I get the cattle prod and use it on you.”

            Matt hesitated a moment longer then slowly crawled forward. When he got within reach, Danny grabbed his collar and yanked him forward, out of the cage. He jammed the lead chain onto the collar and grabbed a pair of cuffs from a nearby shelf. He cuffed Matt’s wrists behind his back then shoved him against the cage.

            “Don’t you fuckin’ move.”

            Danny moved quickly through the room, grabbing supplies from the various drawers and shelves then approached Matt again. He laid most of what he carried on top of the cage Matt had occupied only moments before. Quickly and silently he removed the collar that was around Matt’s neck and replaced it with another collar which had a long, stiff bar running down from it with cuffs attached at the bottom. The bar and cuffs ran down Matt’s back. His hands were temporarily freed from the cuffs Danny had originally used only to be reshackled in the cuffs attached to the bar hanging down from the collar. Matt had to shift his arms, bending his elbows more to allow his wrists to reach the higher cuffs.

            The next thing Danny did was to strip off the pants Nels had given Matt the night before. Then cuffs went around his ankles and a short chain connected the cuffs. Surprisingly, the CB3000 was not put in place. Instead, a kind of leash was tied tightly around his cock and balls and Danny led him from the room. Danny took him directly downstairs to the dungeon then removed the leash from his cock and balls. He tossed the leash away and pounced on Matt.

            “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me who you were?” He shouted as he slammed his fist into Matt’s unprotected and unsuspecting abdomen.

            Matt fell to his knees and bent over as the air fled from his lungs. He saw Danny’s knee just before it collided with his chin. His head jerked back and he fell over, landing hard on his back. His mind was spinning. What the hell was happening? What was the asshole talking about? Had Nels told him?

            Danny’s foot landed hard against Matt’s ribs causing him to draw his legs up, curling up in an attempt to protect himself.

            “God damn it, boy! Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?”

            “Tell you what?” Matt finally rasped.

            Danny stopped the beating long enough to kneel down next to Matt. He grabbed a handful of Matt’s hair and yanked hard, pulling Matt’s head back so he looked up at Danny’s furious face.

            “Tell me your daddy is the chief of police,” Danny said evenly.

            “You didn’t ask,” Matt whispered through the pain.

            Danny’s fist landed squarely against the side of Matt’s head, causing his ears to ring.

            “You fuckin’ smart ass.” Danny stared down at the bruised and battered body. “What do I do with you now?”

            “I guess there’s no way to kiss and make up?” Matt whispered hoarsely.

            He grunted when Danny kicked his ribs again. Danny was sweating by the time Matt finally passed out from the beating. He lay in a bloody heap at Danny’s feet, unmoving.

            “Fucking asshole,” Danny growled at the silent form as he turned away and headed back up the stairs.

            He went straight to the shower and cleaned up. Once he was dressed, he pulled out a new blanket that he had never opened along with a brand new tarp. He took them both downstairs to the dungeon where he had left Matt. He laid the tarp out first then laid the blanket on top of it. He removed all of the restraints from Matt’s still form then rolled the boy’s body onto the blanket and wrapped the blanket around him. He wrapped the tarp around the blanket and loaded the bundle into the back of his panel van.

            He drove back to the place he had originally found his first four slaves and pulled off to the side of the road. Their car had long ago been towed away and no evidence of what had transpired here now remained. He looked around carefully to make sure there would no witnesses then went around to the side door of the van. He opened the door and climbed in. Carefully, he unwrapped the blanketed bundle from the tarp and let it roll onto the ground next to the van, making certain that it didn’t actually touch the floor of the van. He then wrapped the tarp up and stuffed it into a large garbage bag. He climbed from the van and slid the door closed then went around to the drivers’ side and climbed back in. He drove away as if nothing had happened. A blue mound of blanket was the only evidence that he had been there.

The other two in the scheme of things were women the first Cathy, she was 29 yrs, single and bi, she had a good body , with a decent pair of firm tits, I longed to get my cock between them, and I was hoping my chance was just around the corner.....Cathy was 4.7" Tall and weighed about 9.8 lbs, she also worked in the same college as July and new of her body,as they often showered together in the communial shower area,,, and then their was Mel she was 24 yrs,about 10 stone and 5.10 inches tall, like the others worked in the College computer room teaching girls from the age of 15 - 19, she was a very much a hands on teacher,and like Cathy was also bi, in fact she had recently had a little party at her flat,invited some of her pupils ,for extra cirriculum,well thats what she called it, sounds more like a young pussy party,and she got to taste all....

Im Mac, Im 29 years old,stand 6.3", and weigh around 13 stone, I am a self employed and re design gardens, make good money, and use the freedom to enjoy myself, July and I got together about 8 years ago, and we bought a second home in Cornwall, A good investment, a place we used a lot,and an ideal place for a good weekend party, the bonus about this place ,is that we were at least a mile from anyone else, no-one could here the screams...........................Cathy & Mel suggested that we organise a suprise party in Cornwall, as it was 1/2 term, they could bring some of the freindly pupils down as well ,make it look and feel totally authentic.....I was going to enjoy this.......

We decided to make it 3 days from now, which meant we half way through the half term,, I said to July about she and I having having a short break together in Cornwall, no thanks, Im going off with Giles & Richard, were off there ourselves for a Running Weekend, well a week actually, we are going to practice for the next Marathon , when are you going down I enquired, three days time, well I hope you enjoy yourself, Oh I will she said, she always teased me about my 5" Cock, She liked to tell me how she always fancied having Eight Plus Inches, but she never admitted to playing away.............

2.

The scene was set, but I offered to take July down to the cottage myself, telling July that I was going to go across to East Cornwall, for a week away,in the meantime Cathy had been rather sneeky,rang Giles and Richard, told them the she had booked the Cottage herself,had paid us for it,and was,nt going to give it up,and therefore the running weekend was off, they also were told that July had been called away to her parents up in Yorkshire, and she had not taken her mobile as Mac was going to buy her a new one , because hers had packed up........Cathy told me what she had done,and said that she and Mel, and four of their charges would meet us down there....Well done I said, by the way did July,s runners except all she said to them,yes she said, I further told them that July would be in touch on her return..........

Before going July and I set off, I removed her sim card out of her phone and replaced it with another, it had a block on it,so the phone was now inoperable..So we decided to set off at the crack of dawn,I was so looking forward to the time away, although I new our relationship was dying a very quick death, I still had the desire to give her a good seeing to, she was good in bed, and she had an awesome mouth for oral sex.she new exactly how to tease the cum out of your cock, and give you a lasting pleasure....but as far as I new she had never tasted or had anyone else taste her pussy(female)............

Cathy and Mel and the girls that went down with them,had already prepared the cottage ,with fresh linen, a couple of camp beds, refreshed the fridge & freezer, not forgetting the bar, and had organised a pair of real tough handcuffs,because July is very strong,and would definatly put up a fight,so we new we had to shackle both her wrists and her ankles...A ball gag & rope was also purchased, and they fastened it to the solid Oak door leading into the study area, the idea was Whilst I unpacked the car, she would go in, because she thought her lovers would be here waiting for her,and Mel Cathy & the others would sought out and bloody quick..........My cock just grew & grew with the thought of fucking my wife and especially Mel, she oozed sex appeal, and I didnt know who they had brought down with them,all I did know was they were liberated and all sexualy active, and there,s nothing like fresh pussy to ease a mans cock and desires.......

We were about 10 miles from our destination, July was fast asleep, and I sent a quick text to Cathy, telling her of our pending arrival, she aknowledged it, OK.R.&.W.(Ready & Waiting).......At the cottage we had a automatic gate installed, and as I aproached, the gate was already open, anyway I just drove up outside the house, parked the car, and July woke up, she rubbed her eyes and yawned,looked around and saw no other cars,I wonder where the boys are she said,maybe there out ,and Im sure you,ll find a note inside,guess your right, opened the door,grabbed and over night bag , and proceeded to make her way to the front door. The Cottage consisted of 3 bedrooms, 2 living rooms,Dining area large kitchen and bathrooms etc,9 rooms in all, We also had a large conservatory built in the garden.........

July hesitated as she went to open the door, whats wrong I shouted ,nothing I thought I heard someone speakiing inside,well it could be the boys I said,but where,s there car, she replied... You go on in , I,ll sort your luggage out,she opened the front door to be greeted by Mel & Cathy, by the time she realised that they were not was she was expecting, they had collered her ,with a firm grip, and attached her ankles to the shackles in bloody quick time.......She fought hard, and the fists they did fly, but with the help of the other girls present,they secured her tightly to the oak door,and even got the ball gag fixed into position...

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3.

I then entered the room, she looked at me,in a whimpering fashion,tears running down her cheeks, I told her that I was really pissed off with her,she had been shagging Giles & Richards and others I hasten to add, an yet always turned me down ,with some feeble excuse, and this weekend I was going to fuck her good and proper,and if she new what was good for her she would not fight back,as she was NOT going to get rescued and I would have no hesitation in hurting her....she then looked at Cathy Mel & the girls, Im assuming she was wondering how in heavens name I was intending to shag them all.....

July was wearing a rather sexy outfit, and as usual no bra, her breasts did,nt need it, she had a very pretty blouse which ties at the waist,and tight jeans whiched hugged her figure and 4" heels, which always pushed her pussy out,made her crutch very proud..........

Mel , put her hand onto July,s left breast and squeezed it roughly, she cooed ,saying that she was looking forward to getting her tongue around her nipples and tasting her pussy, Cathy came over and looked at the prone body,and just licked her lips in anticipation, she took the zip on July,s jeans and slid it down, and putting fingers into the gusset of her panties, oh she,s lovely and wet ,and smells a treat, she licked her finger, and offered her middle finger out to whoever wished to lick it , one of the girls stepped forward and took Cathy,s digit ,and sucked it, I like pussy she said. Mel, yes Mac, would you please introduce me to your guests, also before I make any mistakes, are you all bi sexual, yes came the reply,we all like cock as much as pussy, so off we go .A tall girl stepped forward introducing herself as Sally, to my right is Kit,Pattie & Sue, she said that she was 18 yrs old ,Kit was 16 yrs,Pattie 15 yrs & Sue also 15yrs......Sue was about 4.2" tall and weighed around 8 stone, a had a decent figure, she sidled up to me and placed the flat of her hand over my now very hard cock, Oh she said this is just ripe for my mouth, I nearly came in my pants, but you and Pattie are both under age, as we are both 16 whilst were here ,I don,t think thats a problem...I said to Sue I will look forward to sucking her tits, she replied great....

As it was quite late ,it was decided to eat first and play later, Cathy sugested that we romove July from the door, and tie her to a chair at the dining table, this was done without any fuss, I noticed out of the corner of my left eye that Pattie began to pay attention to July,s ever increasing nipples, she open one or two of her blouse buttons, and started to twist and prime her nipples , they became very erect, whilst all this was going on, Kit came over to Pattie who was a similar size to herself, and before my eyes undid the zip on her skirt,and removed it, quickly followed by her panties..So there was me with a raging hard on, watching these two messing about , Pattie started to kiss Kit, poking her tongue into her mouth, exchanging long passionate kisses,and Kits fingers did,nt take long to trace their way down to Patties Pussy, she dipped in fingers in ,proceeded to play with her clit, her knee.s were trembling, she nearly keeled over with excitement and passion, Mel stepped into the room,announced the meal is ready,and then to Kit what are you two doing, please stop and lets sit down & eat, and we all sat down.....I was sat along side Pattie and Cathy was on my other side,we spoke about many subjects, and Pattie let her hands wander, first to my crutch and secondly to July,s who was tied to the chair along side her, and of course Pattie was still without clothing to her lower half, she just oozing sex, I placed my fingers on to her wide open pussy, oh it was beautiful, just a small amout of pubic hair ,shaped into a heart design...I had to concentrate on my meal......

July spoke to me ,and said ,Mac I assume you also want to make love to me,No I said, Im going to FUCK you, and fuck you hard, your going to regret going off with those boys , I know my cock is small compared to theirs but ,I still used to satisfy you,or was all that a lie, no she said ,she used to enjoy me,so what changed I asked her, no excitement she replied ,well you going to get some here, how do you feel about being fucked by a woman?, I never gave it any thought,although when I masturbate at home,I often think about being raped by women, it seems July that your wish and my fantasy will come true very soon. She nodded her head in agreement.. I think she was comming round to what was going to happen,not only that she excepted her fate and was aiming to go with the flow, and role play if it was required..I had not seen this side of my wife before, it gave me a glimmer of hope that we might stay together......

4.

We all decided that sleep was our first call, and as July was prepared to participate with our plans,there was no need to shackle her any more,Cathy had other ideas, she took July up to bed with her and Mel, and it was,nt long before I heard pleasurable pain.Pattie asked me if I would like some company, of course I said yes,who would turn down a young girls offer,of a cuddle ...Lights out and we all made our final exits..........................................When I got into bed ,I fell asleep immediatly, so no hanky panky with Pattie, there was always tomorrow..night night..zzzzzzzzzz....

I awoke at 7.30 am, Pattie was still sound asleep, I noticed she had another visitor tucked up with her,Sue had come in, in the middle of the night, I was told this at a later date....Anyway I got up, dressing gown on, andproceeded to make Breakfast for 8 people,when it was ready I rang the gong we had at the bottom of the stairs , and everyone came down and we all ate .....there seemed to be no problems with anyone including July, and she shared with us that Cathy had kissed and sucked her pussy, and she had cum in waves, and was looking forward to her pending rape.... It was a lovely day outside ,so we decided to stage our sexual roleplay out in the garden and the swimming pool.... It was agreed, that I would be a robber, with a stick (GUN) and I was going to have Kit as my sidekick, and the rule was no de-cent, so to avoid anyone getting physically hurt.... Half an hour later,Kit and I wondered off , the balance would entertain themselves and the play would begin... We all agreed that each captive would be tied up,so to increase the pleasure ,and all would be raped and abused,but not to the extent to cause any lasting harm.........The stage was set enter Me & Kit, well we found Sue sitting in a chair sunning herself, I put my hand over her mouth and told her she was mine and I was going to fuck that young pussy, she wriggled like hell, Kit took her wrists and tied them securely behind her back, she screamed, rather loud, and I gagged her....Kit fondled her exposed tits, why we doing our bit,Mel came and stopped what was going on,she had found July trying to use her mobile, to phone the boys,not only that, she also had been trying to escape, she had led us all up the garden path,she was far more crafty that I new her to be... All this wanting to join in was her way of finding out our weaknesses ,which would allow her to leave. She called me all the words under the sun, you are a fucking bastard Mac, I don,t love you,and have,nt loved for ages , not only that she had taken these and many more men to our bed when I was hard at work, well that just about did it for me, fucked you are going get fucked,and with that decission,July was returned to the Oak door and lashed tightly, I went off to find Kit,and tell her what had been going on, roleplay just got put to bed..........................

Where,s Sally, have,nt seen her since last night I asked Cathy, she,s been outside around the front of the Cottage, apparently she,s a budding artist and has been putting the finishing touches to a landscape she started sometime ago, just as we were talking about her ,she arrived into the room,anyone for sex she asked, well we had better decide what we wre going to do, After a long discussion it was a agreed that July would be 1st prize, in a little game called taste the pussy, all the girls would remove their panties and I would get to taste them all, and guess who,s pussy it was,and so-on,each person would get to taste all,and the winner would be whoever could guess all the pussies correct, the only thing was that I would not get to fuck July, I got to fuck the least correct girl... I did,nt mind, the thought of tasting and sampling 6 pussies would be pleasure enough... Each of the girls took off there panties and lay on the floor ,the first pussy taster ME, was blind folded, and off we went, All these little honey pots , I ve never had so much enjoyment for years, my tongue darted in and out, just like a Humming Bird collecting pollen, they all tasted so fresh and smelt like Channel No 69,,, I named names ,someone wrote it down , and before you new it, I had come to the end of the line, I wanted seconds, No they said. Next Sally was put into the room blind folded , and she and all the other tasters ,got to do their bit, everyone had to shuffle their places so no one could be next dopor to the same person twice.........

Well after everyone had finished, we collated the results, I came last ,I could get any of them correct, the winner was Mel, followed by Sally ,Cathy,Pattie ,, Kit & Sue had exactly the same score, So I had the pleasure of two in the bed, well you cannot grumble about last place.............Mel strolled over to where July was hanging , and eased her fingers into July,s gusset, pulled to panty crutch to one side and dipped her fingers into her wet cunt, she drew them out ,sucked two herself and placed the remainder into July,s mouth, and then closed in her mouth and started to kiss her neck , she dropped July down off her frame, and re-attached her cufflinks and proceeded to take her into the lounge area, and pushed her on to a day bed we put in there.Mel started to remove July,s clothing, as she took her blouse off she grabbed hold of her breasts and squeezed them tightly,July Pained, she did not like that, Mel said to Pattie & Sally, if they would mind completing the task of removing all clothing, they did it very quickly, and just testing the pussy as well, Mel had ,had to go upstairs to get he strap-on, she was going to enjoy fucking Mac,s hoare, well thats what she called her... She also sugested that Cathy join her in the delicate art of shagging, a fighting woman, we all left them to it, but I must agree it was a pleasure to hear my wife (X), moaning with the Pain they were inflicting on her arse, I counted 6 noisy orgasms within about 10 mins, so a good time must of been had, ................................I will continue this story at a later date, I hope to complete it within the next two weeks,Im currently woking on two others as well, if you wish to share your thoughts on this,then Im happy to listen day2here4u28@yahoo.co.uk Please email me, thankyou M

This is my first time posting, ever, and also my first time writing anything like this. The next "chapter" will come soon, if anyone likes this one. (:

“What the hell –” Nick tried to take a step toward the retreating figure but stumbled to his knees. “Oh, God, no,” he moaned.

He watched helplessly as his assailant hurried back to close and lock the door. Then the figured turned and moved back toward him.

“What the hell did you just give me?” he demanded.

The small figure bent over him and slid a blindfold in place over his eyes before he collapsed to the floor. He tried to reach out and grab her but his hands wouldn’t obey. His limbs felt like lead and he felt a tremendous need to sleep.

“Christ,” he whispered. “Look, I don’t do drugs. What the hell did you just give me?”

He felt his arms being pulled behind him and something soft binding them together.

“At least tell me who you are.”

Sounds like furniture being drug around the carpeted floor floated to his ears. He started to feel panicked as he remembered his last encounter with someone from this little group. What the hell was this one up to? he wondered. Had she brought her own torture devices with her? Was that what was on the cart she had brought in instead of the food he’d ordered?

“What are you doing?”

The fact that she refused to speak to him unnerved him more than anything else she was doing. If he couldn’t get her to communicate… He felt her hands at his waist, undoing his belt. She unfastened his pants then pulled his shirt out from where he’d tucked it in. Slowly, she unbuttoned the buttons down the front of his shirt and pushed it open, her hands sliding gently over his bare chest. Her movement stopped when she felt the welts that still ran across his right side. He felt her lean close as her fingers gently traced the longest welt running from his armpit to his hip.

“Bitch!” she whispered vehemently. “She promised!”

He was surprised when he felt her lips on his, a gentle pressure, more loving than demanding. Her hands softly caressed his face as she kissed him. When she finally pulled away from his lips her hands stayed on his face and she still leaned close.

“I’m sorry, Nick. She wasn’t supposed to hurt you,” she whispered softly then pulled away from him.

“Who are you?” he asked in a hushed voice.

“You can call me Lady Tara,” she replied in a whisper as she removed his shoes and socks.

She slowly crawled up his legs and grabbed his open pants, pulling them down over his hips. Slowly, she worked his pants and briefs down his legs until she pulled them completely off of him. She tossed them away and moved to kneel next to his chest. She put her hands under his shoulders and lifted.

“Sit up,” she whispered.

“Sorry, but my muscles just don’t seem to be working very well.”

She managed to lift him into a sitting position and slid behind him so that he was reclining against her.

“You should be recovering control,” she whispered in his ear. “I didn’t give you very much.”

“What did you give me?”

“Something to make you compliant without hurting you – or me,” she replied in a whisper.

“Can’t you talk above a whisper?” he finally asked, annoyed at her.

“No. At least not yet.”

“Why?”

“Can you move your legs now?” she asked, ignoring his question.

He tried and found he could move a little but his limbs felt sluggish.

“Yeah,” he finally said.

“Good. There’s a chair directly behind us. I need you to get on it.”

“Why?”

“Don’t be difficult, Nick.”

“Why should I cooperate with you?” he asked stubbornly.

She reached around his broad chest and grasped his left nipple between her forefinger and thumb and squeezed.

“Ow! Shit!” he growled as he struggled to pull away from her.

“Get on the chair,” she whispered harshly.

“Alright,” he panted when she released her hold on his nipple.

She helped him to his feet and then helped him maneuver onto the chair. He was still weak from the drug she had given him and the task of moving onto the chair had caused him to break a sweat. He was breathing heavily when he slumped onto the chair. She straddled him and sat on his lap, letting her hands wandered over his chest.

“Just rest a minute,” she whispered.

“What the hell did you give me?”

“Don’t worry, Nick. It isn’t addictive and it’ll be completely out of you system in a few more minutes.” She leaned forward and kissed him again. “Would you like something to drink?”

“Water would be good,” he admitted as he nodded.

“Don’t try to move or you might hurt yourself,” she warned in a sharp whisper. Then she was gone.

Nick let his head fall back as he tried to relax and control his breathing. His head jerked forward when he felt her touch his leg. She sat on his lap again as she slipped a hand behind his head.

“Here you go,” she whispered.

He felt a glass touch his lips and he opened his mouth. She carefully tilted the glass forward and spilled a tiny bit of the cool liquid into his mouth. He swallowed and she gave him more. When he made a noise she pulled the glass away.

“Okay?” she asked.

“Yeah. Thanks.”

He felt her move and wondered where she was. Just as suddenly as she had disappeared he felt her hands on his bare legs. She slipped something soft around his right ankle and then he felt the same thing go around his left ankle. He heard a clink and felt his left foot pulled against the leg of the chair. Another clink and his right foot was pulled against the other leg of the chair. Then he felt her hands on his arms, releasing his bonds.

“What are you doing?” he asked nervously.

When his arms were free she pulled his shirt back over his shoulders and down his arms. When the garment was gone he tried to turn on the chair but her hands were on his wrists almost instantly.

“Don’t fight me, Nick. Please?”

He didn’t move for an instant then finally asked quietly, “Is this it? Is it over after this?”

“Yes. I’m you’re last.”

He resisted for another moment then relented and put his back against the chair, letting his arms fall to his sides.

“Fine. Just get it over with then.”

“I’m sorry, Nick,” she whispered.

He felt her grasp his wrists and pull his arms behind the chair. Then he thought he heard a soft sob and his arms fell free, hanging limply by his sides again. He listened attentively, trying to discern where she was and what she might be doing. He couldn’t hear any movement or sound.

“Hello?” he finally said softly, nervously, thinking she may have fled.

He heard a soft giggle then felt her hand on his head.

“I’m still here,” she whispered. Her hands were laid lightly on his bare shoulders. They softly caressed his neck and shoulders, sometimes sliding down his chest or into his hair. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this and now…now I don’t know if I can go through with it.”

“What?” He was confused. How long had they been watching him anyway?

He heard and felt her moving.

“How long,” he paused to swallow hard, he wasn’t sure he really wanted to know the answer to this question. “How long have you and your friends been watching me anyway?”

His only answer was her long, slender fingers gently caressing his prick.

“I guess you decided you could go through with it after all.”

She sat across his lap and pressed her lips against his in one move, her hand never leaving his cock. Her free hand curled around the back of his head as she crushed his lips with her demanding pressure. His lips slid open and her tongue snaked into his mouth. Her right hand moved down to his chest and played along the expanse to his abdomen as her left hand continued to massage his prick and balls. Her lips never left his.

“Uhhh,” he moaned into her mouth when she squeezed his balls then pulled gently as she worked her hand up his stiffening rod.

She finally broke their kiss and pulled his head to her chest, pressing his face into her tits. Her hand ran through his hair as she moaned his name. The sound of her voice slowly broke through the haze in his brain and he realized there was something familiar about her voice.

“I’m sorry, Nick. This is all my fault.”

“What? What’s your fault?” he whispered, nuzzling her tits before returning to sucking them.

“This, everything. Everything they’ve done to you. When all this came up I nominated you. I gave them your picture, your name, everything.” She sobbed as she held him to her. “I’m sorry.”

He tried to pull back, pull away from her, but she clung to him. When he managed to pull away and hold her out from him she dropped her head down to rest against his chest.

“Why?” he asked softly. Then suddenly a thought struck him. “Do I know you?”

“Yes, Nick, you know me.”

She released her hold on his semi-erect dick and slid both hands up his face, pushing the blindfold up as she went. His eyes were closed when she first removed the blindfold. She held her breath as she waited for him to open those lovely green eyes she was so afraid would be filled with hate. His eyelids slowly raised and he stared into her brown eyes. The room was silent except for their labored breathing.

“Tarin?” he whispered.

“I’m sorry.” Her whisper was so soft he almost didn’t hear her even though she sat on his lap.

“Why?”

Her left hand lay limply on her leg between them, her right hand softly caressed his cheek.

“Because I’ve wanted you ever since I can remember but you never seemed to even notice I was in the room. I was out of ideas for getting your attention. I knew – know – I’ll never really have you but I thought maybe, just for once at least…”

“Tarin, you had my attention. I just didn’t think you wanted it. I thought you and Josh…I didn’t want to…”

He watched as she shook her head, tears sliding down her face.

“Josh is like a brother to me. But you…I’m sorry, Nick. I didn’t mean for you to get hurt.”

When she started to move, to get off of his lap, he grabbed her arms and pulled her back. He pulled her close against his chest and held her tightly.

“Tarin, you have to finish what you started.”

“What?”

“You can’t just leave me like this.”

“What are you talking about?” she demanded, trying to pull away from him.

He let her pull far enough away for the two of them to look pointedly at his groin. His prick stood at attention, clearly showing his mood. Her eyes flew to his face.

“I need you, Tarin. I want you.”

She fell forward against his chest, pressing her lips against his. His hands lifted her up and placed her over his throbbing erection. She wriggled down until she was nestled tightly against him, burying his rod deep inside her. His hands slid up her body to squeeze and tease her tits. She gently bit his lower lip when he squeezed her nipples. They both lunged over the edge and screamed into orgasm together. He shot his hot load into her then she collapsed against him as he held her tight, they were both breathing hard.

When she had recovered she sat up and stared down at him. His green eyes took in her long, tawny hair and perfect white breasts. Her hands played in his dark hair as his hands found their way to her tits.

“I’m sorry for what happened, Nick. I love you and I would never intentionally hurt you.”

“God, Tarin,” he whispered hoarsely, pulling her to him. “I didn’t know I could love someone so much.”

i could not say anything

she walked over got on her knees and started sucking my dick.she sucked on me for a good while than she got up took her closthing off and got on top of me and put my dick in her pussy.

and i was like god mom this feels great

she said fuck me son

and than she said i,m cumming

i said me to

and she said cum in my pussy son

and than i shoot the biggest load in side her and she got up and walked out and rmember what i said and i said yes mamma.

I was getting pretty tired so I decided to sit back and enjoy the show. They danced for quite some time and I was getting sort of bored and decided to see if she was ready to go yet. Thats when I saw her reach down and put her hand on one guys cock! He bent over and said something to her and the three started to walk toward the door. My imagination went wild and I had to see what was going to happen!

The hotel room they went into was right beside our room! What luck! I had noticed earlier that it was one of those rooms with a door between them. I went into our room and opened the door just a crack so I could see them next door. I did so just in time to see my little white wife being felt up by these two black men!

She was kissing one guy passionately while he was massaging her b-cup breasts through her shirt. The other guy was rubbing her ass. She lifted her arms above her head and the guy behind her pulled off her shirt. The lacy white bra came off next revealing her lovely tits. I noticed that her nipples were very hard and her aereolas had gotten very dark. As she was getting her tits sucked by one of the black guys, the other was un-zipping her GAP jeans and pulled them down!

"OOH YEAH - This little white bitch has on a thong!" - he said

The guy sucking her tits stopped to admire her ass and said, " God, you have one fine ass!"

I couldn't believe my eyes. My wife was completely nude except for her little blue thong!

"Get on your knees, I have something for you which I think you will like." said one.

She obeyed as he dropped his drawers and revealed his 9" black cock! Now my wife normally does not give blowjobs so I was really suprised to see her put it in her mouth and start sucking him. By this time guy number two had his cock out and put her hand on it. She was jerking him while sucking the other guy. I could not see his cock from my spot but could tell it must be quite large judging from the amount of motion i saw with her arm.

He grabbed her head and spun it toward him and fed his member to her. Damn, I still could not see it from where I was standing. But it must have been quite a mouthful because all I could here was her gagging as he slammed it into her tiny mouth.

Guy number one had laid on the bed and instructed my wife to climb on for a ride! Erica obeyed and got on top of him and I saw her reach down and guide his black member to her pussy entrance! Nine inches was larger than she was used to sitting on so she was moving up and down on about half of it when he said, " your white ass better hit my legs!" He grabbed her hips and pulled her down and she let out a gasp.

"Oh, my god. Your cock feels soo good!" FUCK ME HARD! She was bouncing up and down like she was riding a bull. From where I was standing I could see the satisfaction and ecstacy on Erica's face. She was thoroughly enjoying herself as she fucked this black guy. The other guy came around and got in front of her so she could suck his cock again as she rode the other. Fuck, I still haven't seen his cock! All I could see was the contrast of my wife's white hands on his black ass as she swallowed him down.

He stopped her and went behind so he could have a turn fucking her and that was when I saw his cock! Holy Shit, it was HUGE!  At least twelve inches of rock hard black cock! He grabbed her hips and picked her off guy number one and put her on her hands and knees. Erica's eyes got wide as he pushed his engorged mushroom head into her tight little white pussy. She moaned as he teased her by just moving his cock head in and out slowly.

She yelled out, " FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG BLACK COCK!"

She screamed in pain as he slammed all twelve inches in at once! He must have fucked for what seemed an hour when the other  guy wanted a turn again.

" I guess youll have to take turns", said Erica,"I only have one pussy"

" But you have other places where I want to put my cock" said the guy with tewlve inches.

She got on top of nine inch guy and twelve inch guy got behing her and rammed his cock right up her ass!

I was about to pass out from all the blood rushing to my cock! Erica was getting double penetrated by two black guys right in front of me!

I started jacking my cock furiously as she started yelling " OOh yeah fuck me HARDER!"

I looked at Erica's face and saw that she was looking right at me and she winked!

.......... to be continued ........