The sun was warm and looking beautiful in the western sky, it would be dark in an hour or so, I thought.

I put on a pair of daggie old track pants worn through with no tie at the top and a bonds blue singlet my old runners grabbed the lead and opened the gate.

Like a shot, a flash of brown and white and BJ tore through the gate like a greyhound out of the box on race day.

We headed over the fenced off area and the gate near our house that leads into the 200 acres of native bush filled with Kangaroo paws, lilies, Australian grass trees (Black Boys) and many other beautiful species of native Australian trees shrubs and flowers.  The spring rain had made the budding trees and shrubs open up and the smell of honey wafted through the cool shaded trees and enveloped its scent around me.

We had only walked for about 10 minutes and were now deep in the bush when I saw a large black dog roaming free about 40 metres ahead.  I grabbed BJ and held her.  I never have had to put the lead on her as she is very obedient and answers quickly to all commands, so I just held her and told her to stay.

The other dog was huge and looked like a cross between a St Bernard and Rottwieler but the way it was bouncing around I felt fairly sure it was just a huge playful canine loving the native smells of other dogs and plants.

The large animal suddenly stopped and I heard a sound, a female calling the dog a little way off.  The dog stopped and pricked up its ears then moved off the walking path on the left side of the bush.  I lost sight of it as it became hidden by the mass of bush so I walked on with BJ and came along side where I thought the dog had disappeared, but as I did so our presence was smelt by the dog and it came bouncing back and nearly collided with me and started to frolic round BJ getting very excited.  BJ had been spayed but this dog was a large male and had a dick the size of a very large man at least a good 10 inches, I assumed that the dogs name maybe tripod! But BJ was having nothing of it and just started to bounce around with the other dog.

I watched for 30 seconds before I heard a, ‘hello’ from somewhere in the bush from where ‘tripod’ had come from.  I said, ‘hello are you all right’ to which the reply came, no, not really, do you think you could come in here and help me I have fallen and cannot free myself’.

I said, ‘are you hurt’ as I started to move toward the voice.  ‘No not really just my pride’s a little damaged’.

I struggled into the bush which was predominately large Australian Grass trees and other low shrubs.  The ground was very wet as the spring rain had fallen yesterday and due to the large covering of foliage could not dry out.  I took another step and ended up in a bout 3 inches of black and brown slimy mud.

I said out aloud, ‘where exactly are you, what is your name’. She replied, ‘my name is Samantha and I think if you keep coming forward a few steps you will see me’.

I said, ‘what the hell were you doing in here anyway’.  Samantha said, ‘I came in here for a wee and fell over’.

I took a few more steps and then stopped.

In front of me Samantha was on her knees in about 6 inches of mud, barefoot with a tiny denim mini skirt on and a very tiny blue shirt tied at the front of what I could just see to be very ample firm bosoms.

But what totally mesmerized me was her hair.  As she had fallen forward and with the help of a little breeze her beautiful golden mane of hair had acted like some parachute and lodged itself into hundreds of the grass trees sticky long leaves.  The leaves are like very long tiny rods like wire but have one way shaped hair on them.

All one length her mane ran down her back and hung over her tiny bottom and proceeded half way down her leg. I had to estimate that standing her hair would nearly reach her knees.

The site was incredible like a huge spider web of silk spun between each plant.  Some of the hair had mud on it where Samantha had tried to dislodge it.  It shone like millions of glass shards as sunlight fell through the large eucalypt trees towering over head.

I said, ‘Uh hi you really do have yourself in a very interesting position don’t you?’

‘By the way my name is John.’

I had approached through the bush to Samantha’s left side, so I couldn’t make out how old she was or what she looked like but her voice was soft and sensual as she said, please get me out of this I have been here for nearly 10 minutes’

I said. ‘Sure I’ll help if I can.’

I moved around the front of her and realized that I was already excited by the sight of this girl with the most amazing hair I had ever seen and now I had a chance to touch it, man what a day!.

As I maneuvered myself towards Samantha’s head I also realized that my old track pants really didn’t hide my large erection very well and was right at her head height, luckily for me Samantha had her head down.

Just as I thought that she said, ‘God this must look odd to you John, I really appreciate you help, I need to raise my head a little as I am getting a bit dizzy here on my hands and knees. 

I panicked then and said, ‘are you sure, I mean don’t you think you should just stay the way you are you don’t want your most incredible hair to tear or get more tangled do you!’  She said ‘did you say incredible hair John?’ I stumbled for something to say and so just said, ‘Well I ere, yes, I really love long beautiful hair and yours is the most incredible hair I have ever seen!, Samantha.’

As I said this I had moved forward to start detangling Samantha’s hair. My now solid rod was near Samantha’s head but I managed to lean over so that she would not feel it touch her head.  A thrill ran through my body and into my throbbing penis as I grabbed a small handful of the silken threads detangled them from the leaves and raised them up to my face and smelt it.  It was like smelling the bush and soap and lavender and very female, the hair was soft and smooth and as I released my grip I was mesmerized as I watched it run through my fingers like water and I suddenly felt cheated as the final thread left my hand.

I began to reach for some more when I heard a sucking sound and as I looked down saw that Samantha had pulled one, then the other hand out of the mud, and grab on to the bottom of my legs.  ‘Sorry about the mud’, she said, ‘perhaps after this I will wash them for you’. 

I felt her grab higher up my legs like a climber edging up a cliff face, she worked her dirty hands up my leg to my knees and stopped there for support.

She then raised her head slowly upwards and as she did I looked down and a ray of sunlight hit her face and she looked directly into my eyes. I heard my breath.

I was dumb struck by her beauty, perfect almond shaped ocean blue eyes a cute smooth nose and very very full lips completely made up with lipstick, her skin was clean and fresh with just a few specks of splattered mud on them which made her look like she had a beauty spot (or two).  She looked at me and we stared at each other which felt like for ever.  Perhaps it was the rescuer, rescuing the damsel-in-distress look, I don’t know but as we looked I noticed she had let go of my actual leg and had scrunched the track pants in her fists on both sides.  She smiled and I smiled back as if to say thanks when suddenly her face changed and in an instant she lost her balance, the mud gave way where her knees were covered, and she slipped falling back down still holding on to my pants.

She let out a scream as she went down because her hair was still entangled and it pulled against her scalp then silence as her head hit the mud fully dragging down my pants and burying them in the mud, below my now covered runners.  I went to reach down for her but she quickly come up spitting and coughing mud, but she was laughing at the same time and in the shock I too started to laugh.

I said, ‘Jeez are you alright Samantha’, worried.

She said, ‘God what a mess’ she said between laughs and reached up again and grabbed my now naked knees covering them in mud which happily ran down my calves.

Samantha looked up at me and her face and eyes were covered in mud.  I quickly took of my singlet and reached down to wipe off the excess mud from her face and carefully from around those lovely eyes.  

She said after I had cleared her eyes, ‘John, now that I can see I notice you have a rather large bulge in your pants and I was wondering if I might do something with it as a way of saying thanks, you know what I mean?’ I was about to say something when Samantha reached up and pulled my jocks down with one hand releasing my huge erect member that had already started to leak with expectant fluid.  She pulled the jocks down into the mud and they disappeared into the slime.  With the other hand she reached down into the slime and grabbed a large handful of slimy mud then reached up and gently rubbed it onto my penis and balls and around under and into my arse. 

I nearly exploded there on the spot, but for some reason she seemed to control me and the tension and pleasure just go higher and higher.  I had never felt such immense pleasure and not blown my lode but she then started to stroke me gently but expertly up and down stopping momentarily on my deep purple swollen knob that was pulsating and waiting for the ultimate explosion.

I reached down and grabbed handfuls of that silken hair and smelt it and wrapped it up over and around my naked body and the warmth it gave and the sensual feeling sent me higher still and I heard Samantha groaning as if she too were having an orgasm.

Suddenly I was unable to take anymore and she knew it, I was so close to exploding I didn’t even know if I was going to be able to control it.  She continued to stroke me with both hands now they had been all over my body, her left hand was still rubbing my granite hard cock and her other hand had scooped handfuls of mud and had literally covered the mid to lower part of my body and now she had reached around my arse and had inserted some fingers in my arse and was pushing them in and out at the same time as she stroked my cock, I was nearly off this planet with pure excitement.

I knew I couldn’t stand much more when suddenly she stopped for a split second and the cold slimy mud that had covered and caressed my dick was gone and a warm smooth feeling had encased my throbbing cock.  I looked down and saw Samantha had accepted my entire 8 inches into her mouth and was sucking and sliding my dick in and out at the same time still fingering my arse.   

She sucked hard and swallowed me whole and her fingers increased in there speed and she drove them home into my arse, I was on another plane of existence now not knowing the incredible feeling I was experiencing, my mouth was wet my body covered in mud and sweat ran down and left streaks in the mud between the hairs on my chest and around my shaft hair.  I felt her hair tickle and caress me and knew that my sweat would get her hair wet but I didn’t care I was in heaven and didn’t want anything to stop this ever.!

I reached over and grabbed all the hair I could and literally fell into it lost in an orgasm that I could never have believed possible.  I exploded into her mouth with full force and wondered how she could keep sucking me as I filled her mouth with loads and loads of cum.  As I came and came she groaned wanting more and more and she sucked and sucked trying to empty me completely until finally I was exhausted.

She finally released me and I looked down between the hair I had cocooned myself in and saw her licking the remains of my cum and some mud into her mouth smiling with those beautiful full lips and perfect white teeth and those eyes looked very cheeky indeed.

After a minute or two I stopped puffing and said, ‘That was the most incredible head-job I have ever had and will probably ever have again Samantha I really wasn’t expecting THAT much thanks but hey anytime I can help just say the word.’

Samantha said, ‘I really enjoyed that too John, but can you free this end of my hair so that I can at least raise my head a little more, I do enjoy this height especially with you here though.’  I said, ‘Uh sure I’ll just get the left side free than you can turn your head a bit and now the right, god you really are beautiful Samantha and your hair is very magnificent, it really will need some tender loving care when you get home a good wash and plenty of conditioner and maybe you will have to trim one or two as I suspect there may be some split ends after this.’

I freed the left and right sides and Samantha was able to raise her head a little more, I knelt down in the mud in front of her.  ‘Hi’ I said, ‘I’ll just give you a little rest and then I’ll attack you from behind, uh I mean I’ll free up the rest of your hair OK.’

‘Attack me from behind you say mmm, sounds Ok to me, she said smiling a very cheeky grin and licking her lips she said, ‘John I am really very horny after giving you head and I think my little hole is starting to drip and run down my leg, if you feel like it when you back there ‘attacking me’ do you think you might just sort out my obvious problem?’

I was amazed and looked at her and smiled back and said, OK I’ll see what I can do Samantha’.  I got up and went to walk around her but had to un-stick my runners from the mud and had to waddle as my pants and jocks were around my ankles and saturated in mud. I moved around the grass trees trying to avoid getting spiked as I was now completely naked and managed after several attempts to get behind her.

Half of her hair was still attached to the leaves and thousands of strands run through many leaves at once.  I was wondering how I was going to free this entire incredible mane without damaging it.  The thought of Samantha having to cut it really upset me now.

I looked down then and to my complete amazement realized that Samantha did not have any underpants on and her skirt in the kneeling position only came to the top of her bottom, her glorious long hair, a good two of my handfuls, had caressed themselves in the lovely join of her bottom and a mixture of her juices and the mud had soaked her hair through and it appeared as though she had a large horse like tail.  It majestically covered her arse and cunt but I could tell she was wet, because that wasn’t just mud soaking through there, no way! I felt a stirring below.

I knelt down behind her and she said, ‘So how bad is I John?’  I said, ‘Bad, Samantha, real bad, I am going to have to operate and quickly,’ I said laughing.  She said, ‘Well John do what you have to do.’

I reached down and grabbed the bottom of the hair that was now in the mud with my right hand and also grabbed the hair resting on her back with my left and began to pull it up through out of her nice little arse, but as I did so she started to groan and moan, so I stopped and then started again and as I did so, so did she.  I reached down and grabbed a handful of mud and placed it on top of her back at the top of her arse and allowed it to slowly trickle down over her hair and between her cheeks.  She groaned louder now and so I grabbed more mud and did the same thing, then I grabbed her long ‘tail’ at either end again and began to pull it back and forward between her cheeks over her arse and between those sweet saturated flaps forcing the soft slimy muddy hair onto her clit.  I  grabbed more hair to join the tail and added more and more mud then slowly using the hair added pressure onto her clit sliding up and down and Samantha moaned and squirmed and reached a small orgasm then started to breath heavier again and had another orgasm.

Samantha stared to writhe and groan louder and louder and as she did I noticed to my amazement my erection starting to grow, ‘No way’ I thought.

I scooped more and more mud on to Samantha’s back and I was getting more and more excited and started to lose rational control as my erection started to drive me crazy.  I scooped up mud from between Samantha’s legs and piled it on top of her back now starting to cover her entire body.  With her free hands she reached down in front of herself and scooped up her own handfuls of mud and started to plaster her breasts all the time groaning louder and louder, then suddenly she ripped her top open and massaged the mud into her bare solid breast whilst I still piled the mud on her back and trailing the saturated hair between her buttocks and now very swollen very moist flaps.

Samantha was lost in her own orgasmic pleasure again and again and I was lost in something I couldn’t explain. Samantha was now covered in the mud she had scooped up, the slim was in her hair and on her face and covered her hair saturating it, I too helped this along and noticed that as the mud wet the hair it came away from the grass tree’s leaves with ease.  Nearly all the hair was either free or most mud caked now and another massive organism was rising fever pitch.  My erection was again rock hard and I knew I had to do something with it or I too would burst. 

I pulled up the tail of hair and it went slap on her back and when I looked down I saw her exquisitely small cunt dripping with juices and this nearly made me blow right there and then.  Her juice smell came up to me and told me she needed me to fuck her badly and I knew in my self that if I didn’t do it soon we would miss the ultimate climax a couple could ever share as one.  Samantha was still massaging her breasts and groaning so much I thought she might be in pain, but she realized I had momentarily stopped rubbing her clit and started to wriggle her tiny arse around urgently as if daring me to shoot my solid arrow into her quivering mound.  I knelt now level to her arse and as I looked down I thought how beautiful her mound was all shaven and smooth and I lined my now fully extended shaft with her mound and drove it in full length knowing that she would be wet as all hell and it would not hurt.

Suddenly Samantha arched as I speared her rear and she came back towards me as if wounded and the mud covered mass of hair fell on to my sliding cock lubricating it even more as I pulled out and thrust back in each time Samantha arched back. I grabbed her now and pulled her back towards my chest and grasp hold of those perfect rock hard breasts and gently squeezed her solid ripe nipples.  She screamed like a wild thing and I joined her as we both came together and as she felt the hot fluid stream through her femininity she screamed again and again and I squeezed her nipples harder and she reached up and squeezed my fingers harder again onto her nipples until I though the pain would suddenly stop her but she continued as I emptied myself into her but she wanted more and she pushed back and forward wanting more and more, but I was spent and collapsed backwards pulling her on top of me still inside her and I sank into the mud covering the rest of my mudded body.

We lay there for a while wondering at what had just happened and where to from now I guess.

Samantha was cooing and still trying to slide around on my belly both of us covered in mud, and then she reached around her body and grasped my dick in her muddy hand as she pulled herself free of me.  I felt suddenly weary but in an amazing way as Samantha rolled over and we became chest to chest her mass of hair dripping with mud and some running down over her small nose and firm lips to her chin were it dripped on to my chin. I felt the press of those beautiful breasts against my chest and felt the warmth of her body ebb into me as I lay half buried in the cool mud.

Her wonderful golden hair now black and brown matted as it fell in lumps on to my chest. She smiled at me with a content look and all I could see was those white teeth and  clear blue eyes against the natural mud mask she now wore.

I said, ‘Wow look at your hair now I hope this mud has some conditioner in it and I guess we know where to come if we need a mud mask, laughing.

She looked at me and smiled and said, ‘thanks John, I really appreciate your help, now you did say I need to wash my hair and condition it with extra care didn’t you before, so would it be to much trouble if you came around now and helped me to wash it?’

I just looked at her and smiled knowing I was in for one incredible night.  Dogs? What dogs!?

Written By Oomoof

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He said ‘I’ll be right back, I am going to get some protection’. Did he know he was going to get lucky?…..I wonder. He returned with a condom on and got on top of me, and mounted my submissive pose I was in. I felt him slide his cock inside me slowly, but filling me all the way up. I screamed out and grabbed my spiked heel, as the only thing to hold onto. So there we were having sex in the missionary position as I watched my legs tied wide and my stiletto feet in the air.

Then time sort of stood still as I heard the hardwood floor creak outside my door and the door open. We sort of froze in the middle of our sexual act…him on top of me…me tied to the bedposts, my legs tied wide with my stockings…and my step-mom was standing in the doorway! I closed my eyes for a second and started trying to pull my wrists loose. He panicked and jumped off me. Everything was a blur and I remember her screaming at him to get the hell out. I was looking at my wrists as I was still trying to get them loose and was twisting and pulling my ankles, but making the nylon dig into my ankles tighter, as if squirming would get me loose. I didn’t see him grab his clothes and run out, but I guess he did it naked, and still with his condom on! I could not see, but I could hear my stepmother yelling something at him as she sort of followed him, or chased him, out of the house. I don’t think he even said a word the whole time! He was probably in shock!

I realized I wasn’t getting my wrists or ankles undone and had only got the knots tighter, the nylon now digging into my ankles and obviously leaving a mark. I lay there thinking ‘I am so fucked!.. This is embarrassing.’ I lay there for about 5 minutes and I tried slipping my wrists out of the belts, but that didn’t work at all and made them tighter. There wasn't even a blanket on my bed for me to try to wiggle under. I heard the footsteps coming back down the hall and looked over my tits and my dripping wet pussy to see my step-mom standing at the doorway. I was tied and there was nothing I could do as she looked at the vulnerable position I had put myself in. I think maybe she was waiting for herself to calm down before she came back in. She was caught off-guard too. I saw her in the doorway again shaking her head, and I just looked up at the ceiling TOTALLY embarrassed. She didn’t say anything, she just came over and after some work, untied my ankles, letting each slump onto the bed. She then untied each of my wrists still with neither one of us said anything. After that, she walked out of the room and I heard her go downstairs. I stayed upstairs and got dressed in a pair of shorts and a tshirt and put her stuff back where I got it. I was stone sober now! I sat down and wondered what to do next.

I figured I had to eventually face her and I walked downstairs. She started the conversation, which didn’t involve any yelling. I apologized and told her how embarrassed I was. She actually gave me a speech about watching what I did and who I was with, and she objected to that behavior in our house. It went a lot better than I thought and ended with me asking ‘You are not going to tell dad are you?’ She promised she wouldn’t as long as I was more careful with what I did. She told me he could have done anything to me with me tied up like that. I didn’t say anything and tried not to smirt thinking ‘that was my plan’. I went up to my room, still totally embarrassed as ever from the episode. I tried to call my prom date on his cell phone and no answer. Either he had the phone off, he was out getting drunk wondering what just happened, or he absolutely didn’t want to talk to me. With all the stress that had happened, I went to bed exhausted.

The next day I didn’t leave my room until lunchtime. I went downstairs and my brother had got home and my dad was there. They were all in the kitchen with my step-mom having lunch. My dad asked me how the prom was, and I replied ‘good’ . My step-mom acted like nothing happened and I am pretty sure she didn’t say anything. Whew! I went into the living room and watched TV for a while and got online to check my Email. Later, I went up to my room and there was a shoebox on my bed. I stopped and knew that I didn’t leave it there. I opened it and inside were the black 5” strappy stiletto heels I had on last night with a note! I didn’t recognize the box probably because I was so tipsy last night, but I did recognize the handwriting. The note said ‘You can keep them, they look better on you and you’ll probably get more use out of them’. I was in total shock! I closed the box. I walked out of room and down the hallway and noticed my mom walking down the hallway toward me. I stopped. She passed me with a smirk on her face, as I looked totally embarrassed again! Amazing!

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The front door unlocked and Roger came in. He smiled and said, “I am glad you decided to come for day two”, as he walked to the back of the store. He smiled and said, “I guess I did not scare you off after last night? You decided to still keep your promise of not quitting?” Amanda said, “I told you I am not a quitter, and I hope that curiosity does not kill the cat”. No pun intended to the cat suit reference. Roger arrived at Amanda and noticed she had put on the cat suit from the previous day. He noticed new accessories, different than the on the previous day. He said, “nice gloves, and I see you found the heels I got you”. Amanda also did not have the corset on from last night. Amanda initially thought the corset was fun and erotic, but after a few hours she could really feel the pressure of it pushing against her, and did not want to deal with any pressure that day. Roger said “you won’t be wearing that latex outfit, but latex is definitely the theme for tonight. Amanda wondered what he meant? He probably meant another latex outfit he had. They stood there in a moment of silence staring at each other, and Roger barked out, “are you going to take it off?” Amanda responded quickly by peeling it off herself and dropping it to the ground. Roger said, “Thank you. We have much to do before we open.” He walked over to an open area in the back of the store and Amanda followed, noticing a new 6’X8’ piece of very thick plastic with a metal frame around the edges. It was lying flat on the floor. It looked like an oversized picture frame. Roger handed her a few pictures to look at. Amanda had never seen anything like this before. Roger said “They are pieces of abstract art that I have made sold, a few times, to some customers. They are like a 3D picture. I take a rubber, very detailed, life like mannequin, dress it in pieces of lingerie, fetish wear, or just kept naked, and put it in a pose. I cover everything in a sheet of very strong, soft, and extremely stretchable latex I clamp the trim pieces around the outside of the frame, and it seals the outside of the latex sheet against the frame making it air-tight. I then connect a vacuum to the valve embedded in the sheet and suck out all the air. It is similar the way they vacuum pack food. It makes an erotic, large piece of art to hang on a wall.

 

Roger then said “as for tonight, let’s get you ready”. He came up behind Amanda and put a thick ball gag in her mouth, and quickly fastened it behind her head. Roger said “I have no time to listen to any questions or complaints tonight. We will need all the time we have before we open.” Amanda was now ‘literally’ speechless. He handed her a black corset with a silver ring hanging on each side. She put it on and he pulled it tight and tied it, displaying her Victorian figure now visible again. Four adjustable straps were then handed to her. Each had a silver ring attached to them also.  There were two for her wrists and two for her ankles. He helped her snap on the one-inch wide, round-studded wrist straps, and then the two identical type straps around her ankles.  Roger then said ‘lie down on the frame. Lie on your back and look straight up. Amanda got down on the frame and had her arms at her side and her legs together and wondered what was the point of this now? Roger said ‘OK, now spread your legs apart.  Spread you arms above your head now, in the spread eagle position.” Amanda was curious as to what was next, and felt very vulnerable and naked, with her legs spread wide, wearing only the corset and straps. Roger said, “don’t move”. Amanda did not move at all, and felt him go around to each wrist and ankle and do something, but did not feel him attach the clips to her wrists and ankles. They came out of the frame and she never saw them when she had laid down. He had just fastened the two corset clips when she tried to move her arms and felt them restrained. Amanda pulled at all four attachments and tried to move her hips but it was pointless. Surprised, she looked up at Roger and her eyes said, ‘what’s the idea behind this?’ Roger said “You are already a fantastic model, but now I am going to make you a work of art.”

 

Slight panic set in, as Amanda was helpless and lifted her head to watch Roger go down between her legs. He held above her, a lubricated, very slim, strangely shaped 16” dildo that was only about 1” thick. It looked more like a piece of stiff hose with a penis tip. Roger put the tip of the dildo against her pussy. He said “I am going to slide this deeply in you now, are you ready?” Like she had any choice? He said, “here it goes”, and Amanda felt it start pushing in into her moist young hole. She tried to moan through the ball gag and felt herself getting hotter as he did this. She felt more of it slide in and heard Robert stop pushing and say “that is 3 inches”. He then pushed deeper into her love canal and stopped saying, “that is about 5 inches.” Roger moved the dildo around inside her, getting her wetter as she moaned and squirmed, an orgasm building and seconds away. The anticipation of the night had brought her to this point very quickly. Amanda arched her back off the table, the board, her mind racing, and listened to Roger give a ‘play-by-play’ of his how much she had taken. He pushed the dildo deeper into her and the blood rushed to her head as she started sweating and tried to scream through the ball gag after wave after wave or pleasure came over her in a huge orgasm. Roger moved the dildo around inside her again causing spasms of pleasure that had built up and were now subsiding. Amanda then felt a sharp pain as he hit into her cervix, which was obvious noticeable to him by the way she suddenly jerked her wrists and ankles against the restraints. He stopped and said, “you took about 8 inches and bottomed out. Too bad.” Big surprise there she thought!! Amanda lifted her head and looked toward him and saw the other half of the toy sticking out of her. Roger then said “I have another 8 inches to go, I am only ½ way there.” What?!?! He could not be serious!!! It was as far as it could go! Roger said “I am now going to push this through your cervix into your womb, the reverse path of childbirth. It may be painful at first, but it can be done.” Amanda tried to bring her legs together but her ankle bonds prevented that from happening. Amanda screamed to no avail through gag, trying to get him to realize this was insane! Roger began the test. A sharp pain in her lower belly made her throw her head back and her chest in the air, as he pushed. He pushed against her female organs, as they tried to stop him from going beyond that point. She pulled at the straps again looking for some miracle, but she was locked. The pain became more of intense and shot through her body. Tears in her eyes, she slobbered around the ball gag. Amanda had never felt pain like this. Every muscle in her body tensed up. Roger worked it in slowly, trying not to damage anything, and to follow what he learned from all his research on the internet. Amanda felt like she was on fire inside and got a lightheaded feeling. She tried not to pass out and to fight through the pain. She stayed awake, but her body suddenly went limp, giving up the fight. She lost the battle giving up inch after in of her womanhood to Roger’s assault. The final stop for the cock tip was deep in her belly, and she felt it resting there. She moved her torso around, what little bit she could, and is positive that he penetrated the way he wanted to. Amanda felt the shaft in her womb, the place she had intended to keep untouched until the right time of having a baby grow there. Roger said excitedly, “Incredible, it’s all the way in! I knew I was right, that I could push through your cervix canal into and into your uterus. I knew it! I hope the pain was also pleasurable for you. The whole entire thing is gone and inside you”. Amanda laid there sweating, breathing rapidly, with her arms and legs numb, feeling the overwhelming pain subside, and begin to turn into more of inner pressure and throbbing ache that continued unnerving. Roger came over and knelt beside her, removing the ball gag. He said, “don’t say anything”. Amanda could not speak from the ordeal anyway. Roger said, in a concerned way, “You are OK down there. It was possible for your body to take it deeper than you ever thought. I have broken through one of those walls that you thought impossible. You did it”.”

 

Roger then unclipped the corset rings and removed the corset. He then lifted Amanda’s hips with one hand and she saw him pull something out of his pocket. It is a small, silver, egg-shaped object, and he held it up for her to see. He then reached down and pressed the cold metal egg between her cheeks and against her tight asshole. He held it there, pressed against her tight hole and then pushed with 2 fingers. Amanda’s muscles tightened to prevent the intruder from entering. Nothing has ever been in that tunnel before, as she is a virgin there. With a little more force, the egg opened her up, and she let out a loud moan that went on until she was out of breath. Roger pushed until she swallowed it all, her muscles closing around it. Amanda felt the cold steel egg work its way up inside her, up her tight anal cavity, her muscle spasms helping it, from what was going on in her other canal. 

 

Roger looked up at the clock on the wall noticing opening time closer, and he started to rush. Amanda lifted her head slightly to watch Roger near her feet, as he started to roll a precut piece of black latex over the frame and over her. It felt very thin and durable, like he had said. Able to slightly speak now, even though filled, she asked “how high are you going with that?” Roger said “all the way to here for right now” and stopped at her neck, just above her young perky breasts. Roger said, “this sheet has a few precut pieces and additions to it. I have added two small holes for each nipple, a breathing tube, and small mesh eye-holes so you can see out, but your eyes will not be visible to anyone. Amanda felt the latex roll over her face, as she closed her eyes and felt the breathing tube come to her lips. She took the snorkel tip end into her mouth, wrapping her lips around it. Amanda’s eyes opened and she stared through the small mesh eye-holes. She saw Roger attach a hose to a nozzle built into the latex sheet. The hum of a motor was be heard from under the sheet, and Amanda and noticed herself breathing heavily through the tube. The high-powered vacuum starts sucking all of the air out from between the frame and latex sheet, sandwiching her body in the middle. It was incredible, but in no time, the latex sheet started pulling against her, holding her down. Amanda felt the latex stretching over her and filling every curve and contour. She keep her head straight, and wondered how her mind could have drifted from what still lied buried in her most private womanly organs. It felt so deep within her, and so unnatural. The latex continued to stretch, filling every possible space, and stretched thin to allow every accent on her form to be seen. Amanda came to her senses when the motor stopped. She tried to adjust herself and could not. She was totally immobilized, shrink-wrapped and suctioned to the frame, not able to move even the slightest bit. 

 

Amanda just stared at the ceiling and noticed Roger kneeling beside her. Her nipples, under no pressure, protrude through the holes, the only skin visible.. Roger went to work on them immediately. Amanda glanced down through the eye-holes, as far she could, and saw Roger leaning over her black encased body. He had plastic nipple covers, which looked like pasties that an stripper might wear. They were very pointy and a silver cord hung from the tip of each. Roger said “These have micro-transmitters built into each, and the cord triggers a switch, like a lamp”. He used a heavy contact cement to fix them to her nipples. He pulled the right nipple string. A shock and pinch startled Amanda, and the overhead light above the bare wall behind them turned off. He pulled the cord once more, and the light turned back on. He then pulled the left nipple cord and another shock went through that nipple. The minute it did, she felt the metal egg that was buried in her ass start to vibrate and pulse. It sent shudders through her and she felt herself get hot again. Roger put his head to her stomach and felt it. He said, with some surprise, “‘wow, I can barely hear or feel the vibrations”. Probably because it was buried deep in my bowels, Amanda thought. He pulled the string again, giving her another quick pinch and the vibrations stopped.

 

The latex blanket has been suctioned into every possible area and it defined Amanda’s young attractive figure very sexually. Her bald pussy was incredibly defined as the latex revealed every bit of her lips, hole, and mound.

 

Roger knelt down above Amanda’s head, looking at her helpless and well-defined body. He looked at her shapely body, admiring her curves and saw how perfect it was from the combination of genetics, her age, her diet, and all her exercise. He was pressed for time before the store had to open, but could not resist giving her something in the only hole that remained. He pulled out his cock and stroked it above her face. Amanda saw his balls swinging and dancing in front of eyes. Within minutes, he held his cock over the opening in her only lifeline and came down it. He stroked it and made sure every last drop got down the air hole. Amanda felt the hot semen hit the back of her throat. She tried to swallow quickly, as he shot burst after burst, but count not, because the latex was so tight around her neck. The pressure caused her not to be able to swallow, but continued to allow her to breathe. Roger heard her yelp as she realized she could not swallow, but she also did not choke. Amanda made sure she kept the cum in the back of her mouth, and tried not move it around at all. Amanda thought to do this so she would not choke. A huge wad now rested in the back of her mouth. A thought came to her mind about just spitting it back up the tube. Roger had just finished putting his now soft member away, and quickly pulled something out of his pocket.  He screwed it on the end of the breathing tube. It did not affect Amanda’s breathing, as it continued without interruption. Roger said “this is a filter which will continue to allow you to breath normally, but it is a type of high tech baffle material. It filters sound waves that pass through it. You can scream, moan, or make any other sound, but no sound will come out the other end. It is amazing but very fragile, so do not think of trying to spit that mouthful I left you back out through the tube. It could clog it up, and that would be very bad news.” Amanda eliminated that idea of spitting, and decided that she would be forced to hold a mouth full of his cum once again until 2 AM.

 

Roger took the frame near Amanda’s head. He lifted it, with her attached, and dragged it back, propping it up against the wall. He worked it up the wall, getting it into an upright position. Amanda now stared out across the store. He then lifted it once more, getting it caught on hooks embedded in the wall. Amanda now became a picturesque hanging on display, about four feet off the ground. Amanda hoped she was suspended well, or she would give new meaning to the phrase ’falling flat on your face’. Roger rolled a large mirror across the room and positioned it in front of her. Amanda witnessed what was done for the first time, and was in awe. She saw herself, spread eagle, the only thing against the large, empty wall. She thought about how she had the form of a human bug splattered against a windshield. Amanda observed how the latex showed every defining feature. It was like a snapshot of the exact position she was in when the air was sucked out and was wracked with extreme pain. It was evidence by her hands and feet. One hand was in a tight, clenching, fist position, and the other had fingers spread wide open. One foot had her toes pointing at the ground, arched, like a ballerina position, and the other foot pointed up but with toes curled under.  Roger said, “look down if you can.” Amanda did and saw him put down a black mat in front of her. Roger said, “there is a pressure pad and transmitter in the mat. When someone comes over to admire you, you amazing work of art, and they step the pad, it will slightly and remotely inflate the pussy toy hidden inside you”. Roger took a step forward and stepped on the mat. Amanda’s body shivered as she felt the 16 inch dildo slightly swell starting at the base. Roger said, “don’t worry, it takes a half minute or so to reset, and you only get one burst even though someone just remains on the mat.” I was glad as he stood on the mat, and did not step off. Roger said, “Something else not to worry about. The toy will only get so big and stop. It is failsafe. We can not have you exploding through the front of the picture.” Amanda wondered what his size definition of ‘it will only get so big’ was? She noticed the clock on the wall, it was now 7:00 PM. Roger said, “for your sake, I hope it is a slow night.” He then walked to the front door to open the door. I wondered how many people were waiting outside. Amanda then wondered a few things. She wondered how many visitors the store would have tonight? She looked at herself in the mirror, and wondered how many guy would find her attractive enough to take the time to get a close up? She had always gotten looks, whistles, and compliments from guys who obviously found her attractive, and that was not as revealed as this. Amanda realized now that her model figure had become a ‘double edged sword’.

Roger opened the heavy shuttered windows, and Amanda could not believe what she saw. Roger was happy to see all the business tonight. The storefront was crowded with men waiting to get in. Amanda looked into mirror at the cords hanging from my sensitive breasts then down to the lonely mat placed in front of her. Roger greeted the customers as they entered, many of them regulars. Her eyes went back to the door when she heard a man say to Roger, “That pony girl was great last night! I brought a few friends tonight to see what other new additions you might have.” Amanda closed her eyes and heard a different voice saying, “What is that hanging on the back wall? I have to definitely check that out first”.

Well, class began again and she had a short lecture. Everyone kept looking back at me and wondering I suppose who this nymphomanic really was. The session was about lesbian sex and Ms. Jenkins had made 3 or 4 session of videos with me and other women, sometimes several at one time. She had edited them together and made sure to show lots of pussy eating and kissing and breasts play. It was easy to see that all the men were aroused and that some of the women were too.

"Okay, time for questions" Ms. Jenkins began. Several people asked easy questions and she gave answers that were not complicated. "Did I really enjoy all the sex I had?" "Was it fulfilling?" "How many people had I ever been intimate with?" and stuff like that. She answered all these from the questions I had answered in her sessions couneling me. My nipples were hard again and my panties were soaking wet. Then the evening changed, "I would like to ask Terersa a question personally." said Hal, a middle aged man that was not bad looking. "Sure, ask away" Ms. Jenkins said and he turned towards me. "I have seen you with all these women and seen that you seem to really get turned on that way. Why is it?" I looked at everyone that was now looking at me. "Come on up to the front." Ms. Jenkins said. I got up and walked to the front of the classroom and leaned aganst the desk. I knew my nipples were hard even through the heavy bra I wore they were visible I knew.

"I don't really know why except that a woman gives something a man never seems to understand to the experience." I said. "So you are saying that every woman would enjoy another woman even if she would never do it?" he asked. "Well, Yes, every woman would love to make love with another woman even if they do not know it." "Well my wife would never do it." he said boldly. "I take care of her and she doesn't need anyone else." He was now aggressive and I felt challenged. "Oh bullshit." I said and everyone looked at me now I had found that I had unbuttoned the two top buttons of my blouse and I was pissed at Hal. "I can seduce you wife in one week." I said. "and you are so in need of sex that I can make you cum without ever touching you." I said. The whole class was silent now and he was red faced. Ms. Jenkins said, "Hal, I would be careful before accepting Teresa's challenge. She is very, shall we say, capable of having whoever she wants." "No way," he said and I had already walked towards him. I looked over my shoulder at Ms. Jenkins and she said, "Well, this is a sexuality class, I suppose that this would be extra credit Teresa." I had undone my blouse all the way and it fell to the floor of the lcassroom and I was in front of Hal who was opened mouthed now staring at me. I leaned forward till I was face to face with him and said, "I am going to make you cum and I will never touch you."

The class had now arranged themselves so that everyone could see all that was happening. I was soaking wet and so my jeans came off and then my thong. I kept my bra on so that my 44EEE tits were begging to jump from them but now I began massaging myself al over standing 2 or 3 feet from Hal. MY fingers found my clit and I began working them al over my pussy, sinking them inside and getting them wet then leting Hal smell the scent I had from them. He was in a daze now and I knew I had won already. I looked around and several of the other women were touching themselves through their clothes and I thought that maybe they were women that I would talke to later. I now took off my bra and Hal almost fell from his seat. He was hard through his jeans and he was staring at me. I began playing with my tits, pulling the nipples out and sucking them one at a time, making sure to leave lots of my salivia on them and making sure to make lots of sexual noises.

"So Hal, wanna fuck me baby, bet I can seduce your wife too honey, you are going to cum all in yoru jeans and then I am going to find you wife and make her mine little slave." I was all the time talking and doing a dance in front of him until he let out a moan and I saw his hip jerk telling me I had won. "Would everyone say I have won?" I asked. Voices all said "Hell yeh, fuck me baby" and such. I got on my knees and pulled out Hals cock. It was emi hard and had cum all over it. "Well, I should clean up I suppose" I said and sucked him into my mouth and got him hard again. He was only about 7 inches but the feel of him in my throat made me hot again and I gave him a great sucking. He filled my mouth and my pussy responded by soaking the floor under me. Comments around the class were in my favor. I got up and kissed Hal, "This week I will seduce your wife and she will do anything I tell her after, but you cannot warn her what is happening, is that clear?" I said. He reached into his pocket and took out 5 $20.00 bills and said, "THis says you can't do it." "YOu have a bte" I said and gave the money to Ms. Jenkins. "Will you hold my money for me" I asked her. "Sure" she said and took the cash.

Before the class left (2 hours late) I had the address and a picture of Hal's wife, Janet. She was a good looking woman, red hair and a little plus sized. Very sweet face and seemed to be a very warm looking woman. Conservative like I had been. I asked Hal, "Are you sure you wanna do this?" He looked at me, "A bet is a bet. One week, by the next class time." "Okay Hal, not only will I seduce her but I will bring her to class with me and we will demonstrate here for everyone to see. Bet still on?" He looked nervous now but said, "The bet is still on."

That night as I drove home I got the cell phone outand called the number I had. "A sweet voice answered the phone. "Hello?" "Hello" I said, "Is this Janet?" I said in my sweetest 1-900 voice I had. "Yes, it is, who is this." "Janet, my name is Teresa and I just wanted to call to tell you I am going to seduce you." "Who is this?" "Teresa, dont be afraid dear, you will love it." "No way." and she hung up. I called back and she answered again, "Who is this?" she said now angry. "I told you Teresa and I am going to seduce you. I have a bet with yoru husband that I can't and he is going to loose." She hung up again and I went home.

More later.

As I came in Ms. Jenkins gave me a drink and we sat and talked both of us sipping our dirnks. "What I need to do Teresa is to film you indulging yur passions. I see that you enjoy oral sex and that it makes you cum and that you squirt, we would like to film this al in the first session, then in other sessions film other likes you have, bondage, spanking, women, group sex and the like. Anytime yuo want to stop just say so." I was nervouse but said I was ready and needed the money. Well, that Summer I earned $4,ooo and went on not thinking of the experience which was great. Sex and paid and loving it all.

A couple years later I saw a class I wanted to sign up for and it was in the Human Behavior department. It was "Sexuality" and I thought, what the hell, sounds good. I was shaken to see that Ms. Jenkins was the professor as I entered and she greeted me warmly. "Good to have you in the class, I am sure you will enjoy it." she said and I sat near the back of the room. For the first 3 sessions there was lecture that covered the different kinds of sexual practices and why they were thought to be natural or not and why she thought that they were all fine as long as the people involved liked it.

THe fourth session we arrived and there was a video projector set up and the room was set up for viewing films. Ms. Jenkins smiled at me as she introduced the session which was a 3 hour session. "We will see the first of several live exhibts of what we have lecutred about. The first is nymphomania. I must ask that if you are ofended by total sexual expression by adults that you can leave anytime. No one wants to go? Good, lets begin."

The screen came on and I was sitting on the edge of a bed, siping wine. Ms. Jenkins was off camera asking questions. "So, Teresa, you love to perform oral pleasure?" "Yes, I do." "On men? Or women too." "Both, men are best though." "Why is that?" "Because I like to feel a man in my mouth and down my throat." "Is that all?" "No, I like to have a man cum in my mouth and I like the taste and I swallow." "You swallow his cum?" "Yes." "What else do yu like about it?" "It makes me cum" "really? Just sucking a man and having him cum in your mouth makes you cum?" "Yes" I said on the screen, people now looking at me and smiling. "I squirt when I have an orgasm and it is almost like I am peeing." "Really? Would you mind us having a demonstration?" "No not at all, shall I undress?" "Well, just the pants and undies so we can see you squirt and film it happening."

Several moans came from the men in the class hoping that my 44EEE tits would be exposed I guess. I pulled off my pants and thong and sat on the edge of the bed my legs apart so that someone could stand in front of me. "Brad is yur subject to suck Teresa, show us the best you can please." "Can I do it till I get it right?" I asked and the 5 people in the room on the screen laughed. "Ms. Jenkins said, "Of course." Brad stepped forward and I leaned forward taking his pants and removing them and massaging his cock to hard and them carressing it lovlingly. Pre cum leaking out and I lickd it off his cock and took it into my mouth and began slowly sucking him down. He was about 8 or so inches and tasted great.I began geting hot while watching and was wet in my seat. It was obvious that everyone was watching me and the screen. I was now going crazy on the screen and the camera focused on my pussy and soon I had an orgasm and soaked the camera lens. A little cum dripped out of my mouth and I licked my lips.

Brad felt great he said and I asked, "Do you want me to do it again?" "Do you want to?" asked Ms. Jenkins. "Yes." I said without hesitating. Another man stepped up and I took him into my throat and again soaked the camera after a while and again he had filled me. "Okay Teresa, that is good for now." Ms. Jenkins said again off camera. I was flushed on the screen and in my seat and soaking wet. "What next?" I said into the camera. "You are bi-sexual?" she asked. "Oh yes, very." "Pam, step to the bed please and undress." A slim woman stepped to the side of the bed and I got up and helped her undress. She reached out and took off my blouse and bra and my tits fell out and the nipples were hard, huge and dark. "Oh my god" Pam said as she took them and massaged them. "Okay Teresa, enjoy." I pushed her to the bed and dove next to her kissing her passionately and we began devouring each other. Soon we were doing a wet 69 and soaking each others faces with orgasms.

Pa, got on top of me and began pulling my tits out hard, using my nipples to cause me to moan and cry out as they hurt some. She twisted them first one way then the other and sucked them hard biting them some and licking them. I was reaching up doing her 34C tits the same way and we both rubbed pussies together as orgasm soaked the sheets. Finally Ms. Jenkins turned off the film and the lights were on. "Okay class, next time more of Teresa's nymphomania behavior. Meanwhile, A three page essay of what you think of the films."

Ms. Jenkins waited until everyone left and came over and kissed me. "YOu need not do the essay if you will stay now for extra credit." MY clothes fell to the floor and she went down to my tits on her knees. "Oh yes, yes" we were moaning and two hours later we left.

Sara: why r u looking at my feet that much? u r not listening to me?

me: No am listening just had to look when u used it on the cassette

Sara: You do like feet don't you?

me: mmm..yea although am bit shy about it, I know you wont understand it

Sara: are mine good enough?

she had it polished

me: to say the truth.. I cant stop looking at it and fantasising it in my mind.. its gorgeous

Sara: you can touch it if you want

me: Sara stop teasing me

she laughs and hit me with her feet

                                                I moved my hands on her feet and slowly touched it and while driving she moved her feet slowly up my body to my mouth I licked her big finger and I was going mad but couldn’t stop on this high way.

Me: Sara stop it, I wont be able to stop my self

Sara: who asked you to stop

She then started smiling and moaning with the most gentle voice I ever heard and she moved her different fingers to my mouth and her feet looked really sexy with this red polish and It tasted like the most delicious thing I ever tasted it. And she moved her feet suddenly to my cock and started rubbing it from over the jeans she suddenly moved her whole body and bent down to open my slippers as she bent I saw her boobs and I was hard like a rock. She opened my slippers and with her soft hands she took my cock out and started sucking it softly moving her tongue slowly and I started to think I want to think her boyfriend who cheated her and made her do this .

Sara: I never thought your cock is so delicious, never thought we would do this

me: you were always my dream

                                     As my cock became wet with her spit she moved back again and started rubbing my cock fast and strong with her feet I couldn’t drive and we can crash any time now but she didn’t care she liked me going crazy I stopped although this was could have made us a big problem if a police car passed by but it didn’t mean anything to me I was CUMMMINGGGG as I never cummed before her feet was covered in my white sperm and I closed my eyes and rest for a moment while she was laughing .

Sara: ohh my god, you were dammed hot

        : your cum looks good between my  feet fingers, I wonder how it tastes

And with one finger she took a bit of my cum from her feet and put it in her mouth to taste it and made a sound of joy she then put her feet with remaining cum back in her sneakers. Although I begged for more that day she just made me drive home and let me down while laughing and tell me this enough for today it was a big step in our relation and we need to think about it. She drove away and went to my room not believing what just happened my heart was beating hard when she called me on 30 min later.

Sara: hun I wanna you know one thing

Me: Sara, I know this wasn't meant to be and..

Sara: ussshhh.. I just squirted thinking of you.. I enjoyed it..

Then said good night and her cell was turned off but I knew this was not the end it was just the beginning.  

Although she was always like a sister for me and always thought of her as an angel in the coming parts you will know how wild she turned to be and thanks to her cheating boyfriend who turned her to this she was eager to try nearly everything.

The next day we were set to go to the pool me, Sara and many others I couldn’t believe I will see her again today I didn’t sleep since yesterday thinking of her and what will happen between us. I called her to pass by she told me she will meet me in the pool and we didn’t open the subject. I arrived first and I laid down waiting for her to arrive and I was stunned by how hot she appeared that day she had olden dress on which I knew she is wearing the yellow bikini I love below it.

She came direct to me and asked me to go with her to get something from the locker I nodded and went with her as soon as we entered the locker room she closed the door and kissed me we kept kissing fast and short kisses then I went down on her neck taking her dress off as well as my swimming suit.

Sara:hun I need you. FUCKK MEEE babe

ME: sara, you are bitch and smiled

she moaned and her breath became faster

She laid back on a table and closed her feet behind my back pushing me towards her and she me go to her ass she was tight that I couldn’t stop and was harder with every moan. She pushed me back and squirted and her body started shacking and it was my turn my load was to come out so she quickly forced me into her mouth so that she gagged as I shot all my load in her mouth. We both were tired and she said one word that turned true she had a lot of plans for us and we will target the rest of the group too.

Well, anyway, Steve and I were gone for he night at a friend's home and came home the next day. Teresa was there with 4 men, all fucking her hard and deep and rough. She likes that kind of sex. We sat down and were watching and one came over to me but Steve and I let them know we were not playing and we kept out clothes on us. The house is out in the country here in North East Georgia and so we can, if we want to, walk around outside naked if we like which we do sometimes. Like I said, Steve and I stayed dressed and watched the men with Teresa. After over an hour she was still needing to be fucked and kept on playing with them to get them hard and soon they were all soft.

As we had drove up we saw a trailer on the back of a pick up truck and it was the kind that they take animals to the farm in. Finally one of the men got up and took Teresa by the arms and tied her hands together in front of her. She looked like she was ready for soe really hot sex and said, "Now what?" she was laughing. "Time for you to get the fucking of your life lady, let's go." We all got up and walked out to the trailer. There was a horse in it and he was beautiful, Chestnut brown and short. I don't know what kind he is since I do not have this in my memory but he was beautiful. The men kept her there and one went to the other truck and got out some stuff. They said later it was the mating rack(?) I think. I was set up so that a female hourse would be in it and the male could mate with her. Teresa was obviously really scared but hot too. She let them lead her in and tie her in the rack. THey fixed everything up and put something from a container on her bottom. They led the horse in and he started getting excited and he was making all kinds of noise.

They made Teresa so she was bent over and her legs wide apart and led the horse to her. He got up on the rack and got close to her ass and his cock was huge. He was trying to get on her and then one of the men put his cock that was growing against Teresa pussy, spreading it open. The horse took over from there and drove into her suddenly making her scream out. Steve started to go to get it off her but then she bagan screaming different. "Oh damn yes, fill up my cunt, fill it up. Every time the horse went into her he got bigger and he was all in her and fucking her hard. "Oh yeh, fuck the mare, fuck her good, come on stud, fill me up." she kept yelling over and over again. Then the horse began cumming in her. She was having orgasm after orgasm and moving against his huge cock until he finally wanted to get down off her. She was all streached out and cum was gushing out of her but she told the men, "Untie me, I need more." They did and she got next to the horse that had cum all over his cock and began licking him. She managed to get some of him into her mouth and was massaging him.

The horse began getting excited again and she was now under him, licking and sucking all she could get. "Get him in me again" she told the men and she got on the rack again and they put him up there again and she was again full of horse cock. THis time the whole cock, which was over 12 inches and thick, disappeared into her pussy. She was wild as she got fucked again by the horse. Again he filled her with his cum and she was going crazy again. He got down and she got under him again and cleaned him with her mouth and rubber him all over her titties. The men had to help her into the house cause she was so weak from the horse fucking her. They laid her on the couch and she had her hands in her pussy since it was streached out so much. She took handful of horse cum and licked her hands clean and then did it again and again.

She looked up and said, "I think I have a profession as a hooker, don't you?" Steve looked at her, "Maybe as a adult star with anything that has a cock." She will not leave my tits alone now and soon Steve will be here to find us both naked here. When he gets here she is going out to the truck stop near here and fuck all night. Steve and I wil make love. See you all later.

Love

Lynn

“What’s this, young lady? Why aren’t you wearing panties?” you demand in a firm but low voice to avoid drawing attention to ourselves.

My heartbeat begins to race. “I didn’t want any panty lines”, I respond.

“You know very well that you have to ask my permission before going out like this! What a dirty girl you are! I have no choice but to punish you, Krissy.”

You withdraw your hand from my jeans and push me to my feet. You stand up with me and grab my arm at the elbow, squeezing a little more firmly than you need to. I can tell by this action that you’re not happy with me one bit.

“Please go and tell the Host that we’ll be leaving now and be sure to tell them WHY we have to leave”, you growl to me, disappointed.

“Yes, Sir”.

Then you release my arm and I rub the pinched feeling out as I weave my way through the crowd to find the house’s owner.

“Excuse me, Sir. I’m just informing you that we’ll be leaving. I was a very naughty girl and showed up to the party without my panties. I’m going to be taken home, punished and then put to bed. I just wanted to apologize for being so indecent in your home”, I informed the owner once I found him.

“Well, you’re being a very big girl for letting me know. Thank you”.

He nods and scans the crowded room to find you, to acknowledge that I’ve completed the task that you’ve requested of me. You nod and then motion me towards the front door, grabbing our coats on the way out.

***

The drive home begins in uncomfortable silence for me, my bottom is beginning to tingle in anticipation of how you’re gong to punish it when we get home.

“I bet your naughty pussy is wet, isn’t it? Being rubbed all night long with the inside seam of your jeans…” you finally say as you break the silence. “You probably want to cum, don’t you?”

I think about lying to you, but I know that if I deny my wetness, you’ll only pull the car over and have me pull my pants down to check for yourself.

“Yes, Sir. I’m very wet there. I didn’t mean to do it… I just wanted to look good for the party…” I try to explain myself, but I know it will do no good.

“I’m not interested in hearing your excuses for your inappropriate behaviour, young lady. Now, when we get home, I want you to go straight to your room and sit at your homework desk.”

“Yes, Sir”, I say as we pull into the driveway.

***

I’m now sitting at my little school desk. I love to sit here and colour pictures for you and do my homework for university. But right now I don’t like this desk. I know what’s going to happen.

“Stand up, Krissy. Pull down your pants to your knees, but no further. Lean over the desk”, you instruct me as I watch you undo your belt and pull it free of the loops in your jeans.

I gulp in anticipation and do as you say. ‘I hope I can keep my pants around my knees this time. I don’t wanna get more spanks it I can’t’, I think to myself as I bend over, trying to push my knees apart of far as they’ll go with my pants like this to give them extra support to stay up.

I watch you fold your black leather belt in half and stand behind me. I feel the leather begin to rub between my cheeks, teasing me. I’m just beginning to enjoy it when you crack the strap down over my bare cheeks. I flinch and kick my legs in surprise. Luckily, my pants settle around my knees again.

Over and over it connects with my tender flesh, and I’m trying not to kick. The tears pour from my eyes and as the blows continue, my legs kick less and less because the crying is draining my energy.

You finally stop and let me stand there, my ass on fire! Once my sniffling has calmed, you dangle the pair on panties I was suppose to wear tonight in front of my eyes.

“Put these on, Little One. We’re going to go back to the party”, you inform me.

I stand up shakily and reach for them. I ease out of my pants and wince as I slip the thin cotton material over my fiery cheeks. The jeans are even worse!

‘I don’t know HOW I’m going to sit on the drive back to the party!’ I think to myself as you grab my arm and begin to pull me towards the door.