I never got to taste it last time, I just gotta know how a real cock tastes.

And with that, she takes hold of it by the shaft, and starts to lick the head of
my cock with her tongue, then engulfs the entire head, plus another inch into
her mouth. Her tongue is circling my head, and her lips go back and forth, it
feels wonderfull.

Wow, doesn't taste bad at all, I thought it might, since guys pee out of these
things.

I start to rock my hips back and forth into her mouth, as I feel myself getting ready
to come.

"Do you want me to come in your mouth?"

"Maybe next time, I do wanna know what that's like, but now I wanna feel you come
inside me like you did with Amy, Also I wanna try and make myself come. Get on my
bed, just like last time"

I lay down on the bed, and once again she straddles me and puts her full weight down on
my cock.

OOOH yeah, damn this feels good, Oh fuck, I just love riding your cock.

I can see her face straining, I stroke her face with my hands, then down those silky
shoulders, to her breasts, then down her sides to her ass, and her legs. She's gotta
have the softest skin I've ever felt.

Hey mister, can I tell you a secret?

I'm thinking, this is the strangest time for a conversation.

When I sit on my dad's lap, I can feel him getting hard, it feels good, sometimes
at night I fantasize about riding my dad like I'm riding you right now. I wanna
close my eyes and pretend I'm doing my dad, is that ok?

If you can believe it, I think my cock just got ten times harder.

Ok, sure, sounds like fun.

Ok, cool.

So she closes her eyes, and I can tell she's in her own little world.

Oh daddy, fuck me, yeah, make me feel good, please daddy, make me come.

She starts to grind down real hard on me, she grabs my hands and puts them on her tits
squeezing them hard.

Oh please daddy, come inside me, just like you do to mommy,

I can't hold out any longer, I start to come inside her, just like she wants.

Yeah daddy, that it, come in me, god it feels so good, you're making me come, oh god
I'm coming UUUUUNNNNNGH OOOOOOOHHHH

I could feel her groin just tighten and explode around my cock as I shoot my come inside her.

She opens her eyes at last, almost dissapointed that she sees me instead of her real dad.

Thanks mister, I hope I didn't embarass you. I really want my dad to fuck me for real and
this is the closest way I'll ever get to doing it. Next time can you come in my mouth?

I'm so glad I live here.

comments welcome

“Sara?” I heard Roy say. But I didn't answer him...I was supposed to have been asleep two hours earlier. “She's asleep, let's go.”

I wondered what he was talking about for about half a second, then my door opened and I heard Roy come in. It was dark inside my room, and the hallway was lit brightly, so I opened my eyes just a little to see what was going on. Roy was standing inside my room with my father right behind him. They were both wearing boxers only.

My dad put his arm around Roy and said, “are you sure you want this so much?”.

“Yeah, I've been dreaming about this for two years now.” I looked at Roy as he put his hand down my dad's boxers and reached over and started kissing him.

My shock didn't last for too long, because before I could register what was going on, my brother's boxers were off and he was getting closer to my bed. My dad was right behind him. They both sat down on the bed.

“Are you sure she won't wake up?” My dad asked.

“I'm sure, I've come in here lots of nights and touched her all over and she doesn't even budge. She is a very hard sleeper.” Roy said as he reached over and pulled my dad's boxers all the way off.

I peered through slits in my eyes at the two of them, both completely naked and sporting huge hard cocks. They appeared to be between 7 and 8 inches, but at least 3 inches around. I had to stop myself from gasping. I had seen a penis before, but it wasn't hard at the time and that really made a difference!

Roy reached over and pulled up my nightgown exposing my entire body to him and my dad. I hadn't had time to put my underwear back on, so i was completely naked from my breasts down. Roy reached over and pulled my legs apart slowly and started lightly touching my pussy, which was quickly becoming wet. My dad was putting something all over his hard cock, but I couldn't see what it was. Roy bent over and started lightly licking my pussy as he stuck his but in the air. My dad got behind him and shoved his cock into my brother's asshole. As my dad was pumping in and out of my brother's ass, my brother was going to town on my tiny little pussy.

I accidentally let a moan escape and my dad's movement stopped for a second. “is she asleep still?” And Roy said, “don't worry, she always does that.” Then my dad started up again.

This went on for a while until my dad finally pulled out. My brother sat up and got his cock very close to my little pussy. I was scared because it was so big, I didn't think I could take it all. But, my brother was going to do it regardless it seemed. He stuck his cock very close to my pussy and started to push it in. I moaned again as my brother pushed his cock all the way into my pussy breaking my hymen. I felt hands massaging my breasts as my brother continued to pump in and out.

I opened my eyes a little and saw my dad putting his lips to my breasts and start sucking. I was in heaven. Everything I had thought about while masturbating was happening now. I just wasn't expecting that it would be my brother and my father.

“I'm cumming,” my brother whispered. My dad lifted his lips from my breast and pulled my brother's cock into his mouth. I never saw any cum drop so I assumed that my dad had swollowed it all.

“Okay, your turn,” my brother gasped as he switched positions with my dad. My dad came over to me and lifted my legs up. He stuck his cock – not in my pussy, but in my asshole!! I was scared because I knew it would hurt. He went in gently at first and then started pounding just like Roy had. At first it did really hurt, but the more he pounded into me, the better it felt.

After while of my brother sucking on my breasts and my dad pounding my ass, i started to feel an orgasm building. I couldn't do that now! They would know that I was awake! So, I tried to concentrate on something else. But about a minute later my dad said, “I'm cumming!” Roy lifted his head and did the same thing my dad had done, sucked every last drop on cum from my dad.

“Roy, you were right, that was wonderful. We have to do that again.” my dad said as he turned around and pulled his boxers back on. My brother did the same, and then leaned over and started kissing my dad. They kissed for a long time and then my brother said, “Yeah, but next time she needs to be awake.” Then they left and shut the door.

I was still in shock about what had happened. Roy comes into my room at night? And my dad and my brother just took my virginity. I put my hands down to my freshly fucked pussy and started rubbing my clit. It didn't take very long for me to cum. And i had a feeling that it wouldn't take long from that point on.

She turns a little, and almost bares herself to me pulling the bell line. Did she see me? I sure hope not. I'm getting a little embarrassed, so I stop staring. As the bus pulls to the next stop, I notice she's the only one getting off. It's not too far from my place, maybe I'll follow her for a little while. I get off the bus just a little distance behind her. The are is lit just enough so that I can see her legs just right, along with her sexy sway. I'm getting hard just thinking about how she looks beneath her clothing. I gulp hard and keep following her. She walks up the stairs to her apartment building, and I follow too, acting like a neighbor. She unlocks the door and I grab and hold it for her. She thanks me and proceeds up the stairs to the second floor.

I almost stand completely still at the front door. I can almost see everything from here! I shake it off and proceed to follow her up the stairs. I'm to the point that I can't turn back any longer, my cock won't allow it. She's turned me on too much, and now she's going to pay for it! We walk past the mailboxes. I pull out my keys and act like I'm fumbling for my mail key as she walks up to her door across the hall. "This should be easy," I think to myself. As she pulls out her key and inserts it into her lock, I jump behind her, arm across her mouth. "Let's make this easy for both of us. We'll go inside and be quiet, do you understand?" She nods her head yes, and I open the door for her.

Her apartment is dark. Next to the door is her bathroom, so I push her inside and quietly close the door after turning on the light. I find a towel and tie it around her mouth, "That should keep you quiet, in case you felt like breaking our deal!" I hear a male voice call out down the hall. "Are you alright hon?," he calls. I wait patiently until he opens the door, "Hon?" There is a muffled exclaimation from the woman, followed by a WHACK! I bring both my fists down on the man's head and he falls to the floor. I kick him in the stomach a couple of times to make sure he's not fighting back anymore, then go looking for something to restrain him. I get lucky; duct tape!

I hurry back to the bathroom and wrap his wrists in the greatness that is duct tape, and then his ankles. "That should hold you!," I say to him as I cover his mouth. "As for you...," I say without thinking to the woman, "Let's get you somewhere more fitting." I grab her hair and pull her down the hallway. There are a couple too many doors for my liking, but I find the bedroom at the end of the hall; the door was ajar. I push her down onto the bed. My cock is so hard right now! It's directing me to take off that dress that's hiden its secrets from me now, so I tear it off like tissue paper. In this light, she looks amazing! Her hair is all tossed around on the sheets, her legs semi-spread, and she isn't fighting me at all.

I take off the towel from her mouth. She just lays there, sobbing "Please, take what you want and go. Don't do this..." If she thinks that is going to stop me, she is mistaken. It is only making me harder and less rational. I cover her face with duct tape and begin to fondle her breasts. They feel so good in my hands that I bend down and kiss them. She begins to move, so I slap her face. "Don't stop me. You can't stop me. I won't let you!," I yell at her as I tear her panties off of her. She is beautiful! I have to fuck her!

I hear a noise down the hall. It's a door opening. Both me and the woman look towards it in shock. I see 2 heads poke out from different doors, both teenage in appearance. "Shit! More? You've got to be kidding me!," I exclaim as I storm to the hallway. She must have 2 teenage children, one male one female. I tear off a piece of duct tape and slap it across the boy's mouth quickly, as I knee him in the stomach. The girl just stands there in shock. I grin and slap a piece across her mouth as well. "If I don't get enough from mamma, I can come back for seconds I see!"

She looks to be about 15 or 16, dressed only in a long tee, resembling remarkably of her mother. I push her into the bedroom and tell her not to move. I go back for the boy, and tie him up like his father, but instead of leaving him there, I drag him down the hall; he just might enjoy this!

I sit the boy down on the wall, facing the bed. "Watch. You might learn something!," I say to the boy. The mother is just crying on the bed, so I think it's time to pay her some attention, too. I go back to her breasts and begin sucking on them. "Do you like this? Do you like it when a stranger sucks on your nipples?" She just shys away, refusing to look at me. "You must like it. Just look how you dress! You must want all the men to fuck you!" She shivers a little, but I pay no attention. It's time for action.

I grab her crotch and begin to rub her with my thumb. She is a little wet, so I stick my middle finger inside her. "You just love it when men want to fuck you. It makes you so wet, doesn't it? You're such a filthy whore, and you know it, don't you?" She whimpers a little, but just lays there. I pull down my pants. "You're lucky tonight! Not only did someone want to fuck you, but this time he's well hung!" I whip out my cock. It's bigger than normal tonight. He can't wait to get started on this hot thing laying naked before me.

"It's time for you to get what you wanted, you filthy whore," I say as I climb on top of her. As I put my cock in front of her pussy, it slides in nice and smoothly. It feels so good! "You just love a stranger's cock, don't you?" She just continues to cry. I slide it in and out a few times, each time I can feel her get a little more wet. I like it when a plan comes together! Her daughter starts to try and sneak away while I'm slowly fucking her mother. I stop and grab her ankle. She falls to the floor and her tee exposes everything. I start to think even dirtier thoughts...

I get off of her mother. I search the room and find the telephone. After removing the cord from the wall I tie the daughter's ankles together and lay her next to her mother. I pull her tee over her head, but not completely off, immobilizing her arms. "My fucking God you're hot!," I say to her. "I bet you're a whore like your mother!" I begin rubbing her small but perky breasts while I mount her mother again. This is beginning to be so perfect!

The mother begins to moan a little. I can feel she's really starting to enjoy herself. "Was it really so hard to ask me to fuck you? I obviously would have said yes, you fucking whore" I keep touching the sister while I'm fucking the mother. I had no idea it felt this good to be with two women! The mother begins tightening up around my cock; she must be close! I begin focusing completely on her, holding her close and fucking her hard. She squeezes her legs around my back, moaning louder and louder, breathing faster and massaging my still growing cock. It's so wonderful! I hold as long as I can, but then I have to pull out. "You're not getting my semen that easy, you cock tease!," I yell out, and spray her stomach and breasts with my hot cum. It seems to spray forever; I've never felt this good!

The sister is still laying next to the mother, bound motionless for the most part. She seems to be whimpering, so it attracts my attention a little. "Do you feel left out? Do you want some of this? Are you a jealous little whore, too?," I ask her. She shakes her head no, but I put my hand on her pussy to see if she's lying to me. Sure enough, she's sopping wet. "You're a lying little whore, too! You want some of this!" I never went completely limp, and her pussy is making me hard again. I bend over and begin sucking on her pussy lips, making her squirm and make slight moans. I look up and see her brother, still tied up against the wall.

"Would you like some of this?," I ask him. The boy acts innocent, but I can see that he's been staring. I get up off the bed and pick him up. I cut off the wrist restraints and tell him to start rubbing his mom's tits. "Go ahead. She doesn't mind. She likes it! I promise you won't get in trouble," I assure him. He sits next to his mom and starts fondling her. "See? Doesn't it feel good? Isn't your mom hot? Go ahead and touch her like you want to."

My cock is fully hard again, between watching her son touch his mother, and rubbing the thighs of a virgin teen goddess. I have to have them both! I grab her and roll her onto her knees. Her face is firmly planted into the sheets, with her hot ass up in the air, just waiting for my hot cock. I plunge right in. She's the tightest I've ever had. It feels so good around my cock. Just like her mother, she claims to not want it, but she responds too well to not want my cock. She begins to cum long before me, over and over again she cums for me. "Do you want to fuck your mother?," I ask the son. "Her hot pussy is still ready. She can come for her son. If she loves you, she'll make you feel so good." I keep telling him to fuck his mother until he takes off his pants. Sure enough, he's hard as a rock. He appologizes to his mother, but still slides it in. "Don't appoligize to that whore! She wanted it. She wants every man's cock!" He begins to rock back and forth inside his mother. I can tell he's enjoying himself. I am too, inside this teenage whore who won't stop cumming for me. "You're such a whore! Your pussy keeps cumming and cumming for my cock! Don't tell me it's not, I can feel it! It feels so good!"

The son pulls out of his mother, and I tell him, "Don't do that! Stay in! Fill her up with your love for her! Show her how much you love her and appreciate all she does for you!" He just nods and sticks it back in. Before long he's groaning and stops thrusting. I can tell he came hard. His mother did too. It makes me feel good to know that I made 2 people feel this good together. That reminds me, I better pull out!

I just about explode inside her. I quickly roll her onto her back again, then rip the tape from her mouth. "Swallow it! Swallow every drop of what you caused me to produce!," I say as I shove it into her mouth. I feel the back of her throat as I lunge inside her hot mouth. As I fuck her mouth I finally explode. I feel her mouth fill, as I yell again "SWALLOW!" and smack her. She almost chokes but obeys me. It feels so good to fuck her tiny mouth and have her suck it all down.

"Can I fuck her too?," The brother asks me. I nod and throw him the duct tape. "They're all yours. Do what you want!" As the boy hungrily mounts his sister, I sit next to the mother. She looks so beautiful, all flushed from her orgasms, laying naked before me. I brush her face gently and thank her for a good time. I ask the boy if they have a camera. He nods and points to the bedroom closet. It's a nice digital camera. I remove the duct tape from their mouthes and turn it on. I take several revealing shots before putting my pants on. "You won't say anything about this night. I know plenty of people who would pay a good price for these pictures. I think we had a pretty good night, and I don't need anyone turning around and reneging on our little agreement, hmm?" I begin walking out the door, listening to brother and sister grunting and groaning from each other's pleasure. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. I do such good things for people...

Enter: Jessica

"Damien!" I shouted "Damien, Where are you?" "Damien?"

I couldn't find him anywhere. I started looking around the house. "Damien!"

The door to the basement slammed. "Over here sis." He said. "Do you want to want to watch a movie with me?" "Sure," I said, "There's nothing to do around here anyways." "Oh don't worry," He said, "There will be..." I wondered what he meant and dismissed the thought.

He closed the shudders, "For the glare" He said. And clicked on the TV. I gasped. There, on TV, was a woman naked in a hanging harness. And someone was stroking his monster cock. It was huge! It must have been 2.5" wide, and 10" long! The girl who was in the harness started crying when she saw it. He sat in the specially designed chair underneath the harness, and put his monster cock in her shaved pussy, and she started screaming, then she started moaning he pumped his prick in and out of her... "No, Please stop!" She moaned "Shut it, Whore!" he snapped, "I'll do with you what I please!" After she moaned in pain again, he revealed his face for the first time. I gasped. He looked like... "DAMIEN..."

Damien turned off the TV and grabbed me. "That movie I made is called Rape Me Senseless." He said. "I hope you liked it, because it's going to be you in a second..."

He tied me up and gagged me. Then cut off my clothes, and carried me to the basement. There, I saw the harness from the movie, and all the dildos and even the fucking machine. He put me in the harness and I didn't struggle, I knew it'd only make it hurt more. When he was done, he took off his clothes, and when I saw his cock I started crying too.

He walked over to the camera, adjusted it, flipped a switch, and walked over to me. He blindfolded me and I started whimpering. I had no idea what was going to happen next...

Then I felt it, it was in me, I started screaming. It took me a minute to register what it was then I realized it was his monster cock. It hurt so much but it felt sooooo good! I hated myself for loving it so much, I blushed. He must have noticed because he started talking. "Yeah, you like it don't you?" He said "Well it gets even better." He started pumping, in just a few inches and started pulling it out, I didn't want him to, I was loving this so much. He put it back in, only about 2 inches and started pulling out, in and out, in and out. But only 2" at a time.

I realized what he was doing, he was teasing me, making me want it more. At this point I would have done anything for more. "You will be my slave." He said, "Every time I want to fuck you I will. You will do what ever I want you to." It was like he was hypnotizing me. "What about mom and dad?" I asked. "What about them?" he said. And with that I was hooked. "You are my sex slave. You are to call me master whenever I talk to you, but only when I want to fuck you. If you disobey me I will punish you." He said. I was hypnotized. "Yes master."

He started pumping, all the way in and almost all the way out. Every time, rubbing my G-spot. Slow at first but then he picked up speed, and went faster and faster, it felt sooooooo good, he went even faster. I started moaning, I couldn't keep quiet anymore. "Faster, harder, deeeeeeper!" I moaned. He listened. He was so deep in me I started moaning with pure pleasure. "That's right, fuck me harder!" I moaned. He rubbed against my G-spot again. "I'm cuuuuuuuuuuuming!!!" I moaned. This is when I realized I was having an orgasm. He grunted, and in a minute I knew why. He stopped. I could feel it all steamy and warm. And so much of it! After about 5 minutes it stopped he was all out of cum.

He pulled out of me and unhooked the harness. Then he untied the blindfold. "Clean my cock, Slave!" I did as I was told. As I was finishing he came in my mouth. I was about to spit it out. "No. Swallow it, slave.” he said. I did. "Show Me," he said. I opened my mouth to show there was none left, when she shoved his cock in my mouth. "Suck it.” he said. I did.

"That's all for today slave." He said. Go shower and rest. Tomorrow we begin again.

Stay tuned for Pt. 2 in my series...

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Before I continue let me describe Brian. Brian was 14 years old at the time, about 2 inches shorter than me, and thin as a rail. He was very healthy and in shape for his age, with a tightly packed body. He is caucasian as well, with

black hair cut short in a military style cut.

Anyway, I was very embarrassed that someone 14 years old could beat me at anything, so I challenged him to a swimming competition. We would compete at different styles of swimming and diving. This didn't last very long as we started with

diving into the pool. On my third dive I came up and declared victory, very proud of myself. I raised my arms in the air in triumph, but Brian was laughing at me. I was wondering why he was laughing at me when I looked down and noticed

something horrible!!! My bikini top had come off, and Brian had it in his hand!!! I couldn't believe it, and quickly covered my chest and demanded that he give it back. He refused and I chased him around the pool. Finally he agreed to

let me get it back, and he threw it over the side of the pool onto the grass!!! What nerve I thought to myself, as I very angrily started to pull myself out of the pool when suddenly I felt myself get yanked from behind... he had ripped

my bikini bottom off of me too, and I was in the pool stark naked!!! I tried to chase him and catch him but he got away from me too quickly, and was out of the pool before I could even catch up to him. He grabbed my top off the floor and

waved my bikini at me mockingly. Having no other choice I got out of the pool, trying my best to cover myself. He ran into his house and locked the screen door on me. I couldn't believe this, he had taken the towels too and left me

outside completely naked!

Brian ran out of sight and I panicked as I tried to think of something to do, so I found a pretty well concealed corner and ducked down there out of sight until I could figure out where to go or what to do. Just then Brian came back and

unlocked the door. He yelled to me that if I wanted my clothes back I had to come get it, so I ran inside and chased him all the way into his room. I yelled out for him to give them back to me, as I was getting very angry and frustrated.

As soon as I was in his room he closed the door on me and he tackled me onto the floor while I attempted to get my clothes back. We wrestled around the room and he eventually got the upper hand on me, and I was having trouble with him.

Even though he was 4 years younger than me he was so much stronger than I am, and he managed to get a toy handcuff attached to my left hand and his bed post!!! He then struggled with me and tied up my right arm to his desk using one of

his t-shirts, and he tied my legs together, after considerable struggle.

Here I was buck naked, tied up in my boyfriend's little brother's bedroom, and my boyfriend was going to be home in about 45 minutes. I was panicing and feeling about ready to cry. Then Brian pulled the real killer on me... he took out a

camera and began taking pictures of me completely naked... too many to count. I was helpless and there was nothing I could do. I begged him to stop and finally began crying. He told me that now that he has all these pictures of me naked

he can do anything he wants with me. I told him no and told him to leave me alone. He then told me that if I didn't give in to his demands that he would leave me tied up naked for Rich to find when he got home. I could never let that

happen, because Rich is very sensitive about his brother, and would become furious with the both of us, and who knows what else would've happened. So finally, I reluctantly agreed.

Brian took his clothes off. I stood there looking at a completely naked 14 year old boy with a semi-erect penis. At full erection I would say Brian was about 4 to 5 inches long, with a decent thickness (obviously not close to my

boyfriend, who is 6" and much thicker).

Brian ordered me to begin sucking him off, and I reluctantly did so. I sucked on his penis while he rubbed my tits and fingered me. I tried to not enjoy it, and tried to hate him with every ounce of blood in my body, but slowly his

prodding of me calmed me down. Finally he pulled out of my mouth and told me he was going to fuck me. I begged him not too but he got on top of me and put his member into me. WOW. This turned out to be the absolute best sex I've ever had

in my life. Even though he was smaller than Rich, he just knew how to work me, and seemed to be so much more erotic while doing it. The more Brian fucked me the hornier I got, and found myself getting very into it. This lasted for about

10 minutes and then Brian came inside of me!!! I couldn't believe he did that unprotected and I told him as much but he didn't care. He said I was now his sex kitten.

Brian untied me and gave me back my bikini and told me that from now on I would do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted or he would show my pictures to everybody. I agreed under the assumption that he would hold true to his word. Rich

came home, completely unsuspecting, and threw his party that night. He told me later that I acted very awkward that night, and I knew I had spent the entire night pondering what had happened. I thought I would be angry about it at all

but it just turns me on the more I think of it. The night of the party Rich got really bombed towards the end and went to sleep. I went into the shower and Brian came in and told me that I had to suck him off again, and I did so

willingly.

Since then Brian has made demands of me every so often and for the most part I've given in, whether it be sucking him off, letting him fuck me, or even once I let him try anal on me although I'm not too sure I liked it, and I don't think

he did either. I tried denying him once and he showed my pictures to two guys I go to school with who are the biggest nerds in the school! They never say anything to me but I can always see them looking at me lustfully, and it kind of

grosses me out. Since then I haven't said no to Brian, and I've given in to every desire he's ever had.

   I wrote down the adress on a piece of paper. I got back to my house and started to formulate a plan...

   6:30 AM

   I sat in my car, and watched the girl's house. 6:34 AM. A man wearing a suit leaves the house. 6:50 AM. A woman, wearing a blouse, and a knee-length skirt leaves the house. She was holding a purse and a jacket. She had blonde hair, probably D-cup breasts, was extremely sexy. In mid thirties.

   But she was different. She didn't seem like the slutty blonde type. I could tell where the girl got her looks. She got in a mini-van and drove off. I waited till 7:00 AM.

   I got out of my car, and walked toward her house. I rang her bell. Few minutes later, the girl from yesterday came out. She was wearing loose shorts and a tank-top. Her hair was messed up. She was so cute in that outfit.

   "Who - " Her sentence was cut off as I pushed her inside, and locked the door. She looked stunned. "What are - " I pressed my hand over her mouth.

   "I do not want to hurt you. Be a good girl and you won't get hurt." I looked at her eyes, and saw fear. I slowly took away my hands. She didn't make a sound. I bound her wrist and ankle with extreme speed. To this, she strained to free herself.

   "My parents can give you money. Please let me go. Please!" She was breaking into sobs. I ignored her and blindfolded her. She started to scream. I stuffed a small cloth and gaged her. Muffles came out as she tried to speak.

   I grabbed her, and flung her on my shoulder. My hand stroked her exposed thigh. She shivered and fought back. I grabbed her tightly. I unlocked the front door, and peered outside. There was no one.

   I opened the door, and sprinted toward the car. All the while, the girl fought back. I opened the door, and stuffed her inside. I grabbed a piece of rope on the backseat, and tied her ankles with her wrist.

   I got into the front seat, and drove to my house. I got her down into the basement. I took off her blindfold and gag. I cut the rope binding her wrist to ankle. But I kept her wrist and ankle bound. I laid her on the sofa. "Be a good girl, and be quiet, ok?"

   She just nodded. I couldn't help but stare at her. She was so cute and sexy.

   "When does your aprents get home?"

   She stared at me with fear for a while. "A little after 5..."

   "What's the home phone number?"

   "It's... 843-1056..." I wrote it down on a paper.

   "What's your name?"

   "It's Nicole... Why are you asking me all this?"

   "To get to know you better. Be a good girl." I walked out of the basement, and went upstairs. I have to wait till 5... I thought to myself.

   5:10 PM. I called Nicole's house. 3 rings passed before a female answered the phone. "Hello?"

   "Hi." I answered back.

   "Who are you?"

   "I have your daughter, Nicole. Come to 59604 Eber St. Do not call the police. Your daughter's life hangs in the balance. I do not need money. I will tell you what I want when you get here." Before she could respond, I hung up.

  

   5:20 PM

   There was a knock at my door. "Come in!" I shouted.

   The door opened, and Nicole's parents came in. I could see fear in their eyes. "Do not move. Get down on the floor. Hands away from the body." They slowly got on the floor. I grabbed several pieces of rope, and walked over.

   I bound the guy first. I made sure he couldn't move. "Where's our daughter?" The women asked.

   "She's fine. Don't worry. What's your name?" I asked

   "It's... Lucy..." I grabbed Lucy and flung her on my shoulder. I dragged the guy unto a sofa. I took Lucy down to the basement. "Nicole!"

   "Mom!" A relief came over both of them.

   I sat Lucy down. She tried to walk to Nicole. I stopped her. "First, you have to do what I tell you. Strip for me."

   She stared at me in surprise. "But..."

   "Strip. Now!" I shouted. She hesitated, but her hand slowly traveled to her blouse. She started to unbutton it. Her sexy black bra started to come into view.

   "Mom..." Nicole called out.

   "It's okay Nicole... Promise me... that you won't lay a finger on Nicole."

   I just kept looking at her. She took off her blouse. She unzip her skirt, and let it fall to the ground. As expected, she was wearing white panties. She placed her hands behind her back, and unclasped her bra. It fell, and her nice tits bounced out. They were big, but they didn't sag down. She placed her hands on her panties, and slowly took them down.

   Her pussy was nice and shaven. I saw a bit of her juice glistening on her pussy. I placed a chair right in the center of the room, and sat down. I took of my pants and boxers, and sat down. My 9 inch glory stood hard. "Suck it bitch."

   "What? That's disgusting!" She shouted.

   "You've never done oral before? What kind of a husband is he? SUCK IT!" I shouted. She slowly made her way over, and kneeled. I shifted my chair so Nicole would have full view of what was going on. Lucy opened her mouth a little, and placed the tip of my cock inside her mouth.

   She was horrible. She seemed to try, but she sucked at sucking my cock. After 5 minutes, I took it out. "Since you didn't make me cum, I will have to use your pussy." I said as I turned her over, and putting her on all fours.

   Her tight ass wagged in the air. Her pussy was wet. I gave a light squeeze on her clit, and a instant moan came. I placed the tip of my cock on her pussy. I rammed my whole 9 inches inside. A half moan and half scream came from her. I started to fuck her slowly at first. I grabbed her nipple and squeezed it. She twisted in pleasure.

   "Your pussy is so tight!"

But as I built up momentum, her moans became louder. Her pussy tightened as time went by.

   "AAh!" She moaned as she had her orgasm. Her pussy contracted as she came. But I didn't cum yet.

   I was close to cumming. I took out my cock at the last moment. I placed the tip of my cock right on her asshole, and came. Some of my cum went inside her rectum, most of it splattered on her asshole. Her breathing was hard.

   After a moment, I placed my cock on her asshole again. "Wait... I never did it... on my ass..." She managed to say.

   "What kind of a husband is he? With a sexy wife like this?" I pressed my cock slowly inside. "My cum will work as a lube. Don't worry." But my cock was a monster. She grunted in pain as my cock penetrated her anus.

   I started to fuck her gently. "Oh... God... Your so tight!" I shouted as I fucked her. She managed a small moan. I grabbed her nipple, and twisted them. Droplets of her breast milk came out. She moaned louder as I fucked her. She pressed her ass back toward me, wanting more.

   I gave her a nice hard slap on her ass cheek. She moaned in pleasure. "OH god! It feels so good!" She shouted as she moaned. She started to play with her clit and pussy. I went deep as I came. At the same time, she came too with a loud moan. Her moan was so sexy.

   I still had my cock inside her. I started to pull it out, when I had an urge to pee. While inside her, I just peed. "Your peeing in me! That's disgusting!" She shouted. I finished, and took it out. But before she could take out my cum and piss, I grabbed a butt plug, and inserted it on her asshole.

   I turned it on, and it instantly came to life as it buzzed. "Ooooh..." She moaned as she lay on her back. Her hand traveled down to her pussy. Her left hand squeezed her nipple. I took a camera and took pictures of her. I looked at Nicole. She was looking at her Mom masturbating.

   I looked at her shorts, and right on her crotch was a large damp spot.

   "What a Naughty girl you are Nicole. You should be punished." I said with a smile. I started to approach her...

Part 2 coming up soon.

I pause. You are mine. Your terrified vision filled only with the lust in my eyes.

Legs roughly parted, I enter you harshly. Your muffled cries of pain give witness. You are not ready. “You better get ready fast bitch, slut, whore of Babylon. That pussy better get wet fast.” My body pins you, my penis within, my hand attacks you’re clit. “Get that pussy wet now slut.” I order, vigorously stimulating you.

Moaning, wiggling, squirming beneath my weight you body relents despite your resolve to resist. You begin to lubricate. “See whore you want it. Your body wants to be raped; you cock hungry common whore. Feel my cock whore. Feel my cock raping your whorish sloppy cunt.” I begin to pump you. In and out. In and out. Savoring each delicious stroke. You moan in anguish and desire.

Long strokes penetrate, pounding my desire into you. You are wild with need. “ Not yet my pretty slut. Not so fast. Not so easy.” My hardness abandons you. “No No not yet. More fun first.”

You scream in frustration into the saliva soaked underwear.

You’re long shapely legs suddenly heaved up, knees pinned to lovely breasts, you are completely exposed to my wishes. My wet cock touches the rose bud of you anus. Violently your muffled No’s fills the darkness.

“Yes I respond. Oh yes.” I press against the door. “Loosen up whore.” I demand. “Accept your fate or accept you’re pain. I could care less. Your ass is mine. Mine to batter open for my cocks pleasure. You are mine to rape as I will.”

You are trying. Deep breaths. The door loosens slightly, yielding slowly to relentless pressure. “Good girl. Good whore.” I praise you like a pet dog. “Accept my cock. Yield to it. Enjoy it. Love it, like the slutty little cum dump you are.”

I press onward deeper and deeper into you’re rectum reveling in your pain and enjoyment. “Why am I not surprised? I taunt. “You like it don’t you? You like cock in that hot little ass. That strutting, teasing, ass. I watch you, you campus tease. I watch your ass tantalize every man in site, whore. But you will no longer tease me. Oh no. Now you will please me in every way.”

My cock fully inserted I begin to stroke to the rhythm of your pants. Ragged breaths punctuate each stroke, driving me on, filling me with passion for more, ever more of your luscious body. I am consumed by you, by power, by desire, by control. Greedily my cock fucks your ass harder and harder as it adjusts to the invasion ever more accepting of my girth.

“Ah…..Whore….I am overcome with the delights of you’re boy. I am lost in the need for you. You body is mine whore. Mine now and forever my pretty slut, cum dumpster to my engorged member.”

I release you’re legs. My steel plunges back into you’re hungry pussy. “Fuck me.” I demand. “Fuck my cock for you’re pleasure and I will let you cum. Please me and cum. Cum whore, Cum.” I chant teasing, taunting, making you do the work.

You’re hips buck, humping desperately for my offered prick, driving you’re pussy, impaling your vagina. “Work for it baby. Work for that cum. Work your butt fucked ass. Ride it. Ride that cock.” I laugh cruelly.

Finally I relent and give as good as I receive. We thrash wildly, genitals crashing together, heat growing, climax approaching. “Cumming Whore…” I cry.

“Ahhhhhhh….” you’re song joins mine.

I fill you. You spasm and clamp me within you. Again and again our bodies powerfully empty their need for each other. I roll over in exhaustion. We gasp for breath amazed at what had just happened.

Composure regained I remove the mask, gently unshackle you and apply loving kisses. You press my eager mouth to you’re perfect, erect, nipple.

“I knew it was you all along you fool or at least hoped it was.” You giggle.

“Well if it wasn’t me you really would have been fucked Daisy my love; my little whore girl. You really shouldn’t leave you’re door unlocked you know. It’s temping fate.”

THE END

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Thanks for reading. Comments appreciated. Praise and adulation gratefully accepted. This story was inspired by a friend who shall remain nameless to protect the naughty.

 

            It had been ten months since her husband had been murdered and the police were still unable to tell Valerie Delayhoe who had been responsible. She was not amused by their ineptitude. Determined to find the ones responsible and make them pay, she hired a private investigator. The man had been expensive and nearly died getting her the information she so dearly wanted but now she had it. She opened his final report and read it with ever-growing wonder and hatred.

            “He will pay,” she finally announced to the empty office. David’s office. Her dead husband’s office.

            She started planning as she closed the file the detective had given her. It would cost her even more but it would be worth every cent she spent to see Conner Web crawling at her feet, begging her to stop. A slow smile spread across her beautiful face, her thick, luscious lips turning upward in what appeared to be half a smile and half a snarl.

            Rising to her feet, her long auburn locks fell in waves down her back and rustled lightly against her silk suit. Her round, full hips sashayed across the room when she walked. Her 5’4” frame held her 110 pounds nicely, with curves in all the right places. Valerie was a small woman with a large attitude that glowed in her big, green eyes.

            She would spend the next five months preparing her basement for Mister Conner Web. Then, when the appropriate opportunity arose, he would be her new pet.

 

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            Conner paced the length of his living room, a storm brewing in his black eyes. He raked a hand through his thick, rich black hair, causing a lock of his bangs to fall forward onto his forehead. He absently swatted at it in irritation but it was now obstinately out of place.

            “Damn it, where the hell is that limo! If they make me late enough to miss my flight, heads will roll.”

            He jerked around at the sound of his doorbell. Striding forward in a rush he almost colliding with the maid.

            “I’ll get it, Mae,” he growled at her.

            “Yes, sir,” she whispered and disappeared into the bowels of the house.

            He jerked the door open to find a driver standing at attention.

            “Well, it’s about goddamn time.”

            “Sorry, sir. There was a problem –”

            “I don’t give a damn about your problems. My luggage is in there.” Conner pointed a suitcase and suit bag stacked neatly at the foot of a long staircase outside the living room.

            “Yes, sir.” The driver whispered and stepped past him to retrieve the luggage.

            “I’d better not be late to the airport. I have a scheduled flight I have to catch.” Conner informed the man as he followed him to the waiting stretch limo.

            “You’ll be there on time, sir,” the driver replied softly.

            The driver put Conner’s bags in the trunk of the limo then opened the door for Conner. As he climbed into the back of the limo Conner was careful not to catch his pantleg against the car door. He didn’t want his silk suit ruined by mud from the limo service. He scooted to the middle of the seat and stretched out his long legs. His 6’6” height was mostly from his long legs. It felt good to stretch out in the limo. He hated small cars.

            Conner settled in for the long ride to the airport from his estate. He passed over the cheap champagne and reached for the more expensive bottle of chilled white wine that he’d ordered. Pouring himself a glass, he kicked off his shoes and relaxed, enjoying the soft, sensual music playing in the back of the limo. He leaned his head back against the seat and sipped the wine. God, that tastes good, he thought. Closing his eyes and relaxing, he let the music seep into his soul, comforting and relaxing him as he drank his wine. By the time he had finished his first glass and was onto his second he started to feel numb and a little dizzy. He knew something was wrong he just wasn’t sure what it was. He leaned up and pressed the intercom button to buzz the driver.

            “Stttooop,” he slurred into the speaker. He fell back into the seat with a puzzled look on his handsome face. His dark eyes were glazed. What the hell? he wondered to himself.

            A few minutes later he noticed the car was still moving. He tried to lean forward again but his body refused to obey him. When he tried to yell at the driver his shout came out as a timid grunt. The wine glass he held in his right hand suddenly landed on the floorboard with a gently thump. His eyes wandered down in an attempt to focus on the glass. Instead, they slid closed and a warm darkness settled over him.

 

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            Conner slowly awoke to a strange coolness on his skin. His mind was hazy and he was confused. Cold, he thought, I’m cold. He tried to reach down to pull the blankets up around his shoulders but couldn’t move his arms. What the…? he wondered. His mind was addled, he couldn’t think straight. He fought to open his eyes and barely managed to peep through his long, thick dark lashes. Where the hell am I? He suddenly heard a low moan then realized it had escaped from his own lips.

            Slowly, his senses returned and Conner managed to open his eyes to look around and survey his surrounding. He was not amused at what he found. He seemed to be in some type of prison, his arms chained above his head. He sat, naked on a cement floor, his legs drawn out in front of him and spread, his ankles chained him in place. There was some type of collar around his neck as well. He could feel it but couldn’t see it. It held him in place against the block wall. His gaze traveled around the room and took in the various implements hanging on the walls and sitting within his sight. It looked like some kind of macabre scene from a medieval torture chamber.

            Conner had no idea how long he had been imprisoned in the cold, dank cellar-room, as he thought of it. He was cold, hungry and thirsty. And he damn well wanted to know where he was and what the hell was going on. He finally caught a hint of sound and tried to turn his head in the direction he thought he’d heard something. A small shadow seemed to loom out of the darkness toward him. As it neared he realized it was someone dressed in a tight, black catsuit complete with face mask. The person was petite, tiny even, but they carried a long black whip in one hand. He stared at this intruder defiantly.

            “Where the hell am I?” he demanded.

            The whip crashed down across his legs, drawing a scream from him. He stared up at the tiny woman. The curves he saw in the catsuit convinced him it had to be a woman.

            “Who are you?” he growled at her.

            She swung the whip again, lashing him across the chest this time.

            “What the fuck do you want?” His breath came in heavy gasps as he tried to fight the pain.

            She struck him again. He screamed and jerked. He remained silent but started up at her defiantly. Slowly, she pulled the whip back and swung forward striking him again, landing the blow across his legs again. He screamed in pain.

            He watched as she laid the whip aside on a nearby table and picked something else up. She walked slowly forward, toward him, tapping her left hand with a riding crop that she held in her right hand. When she drew near enough she used the riding crop to strike him on his inner thighs. At first the strikes were soft but then she strengthened her blows and they became progressively harder. When he finally cried out she stopped.

            She stood over him, her feet on either side of his spread legs. Squatting over him she reached out with her left hand and fondled his long, thick prick.

            “Very nice,” she whispered softly. “I knew you’d be worth my money.”

            When he opened his mouth to speak she raised the riding crop threateningly. He swallowed hard and closed his mouth.

            “And you learn quickly too.”

            She leaned forward and pressed her mouth against his as she slid her hand up his cock. He felt her hand tighten around his balls, her mouth pressing hard against his. The pressure of her fingers became unbearable around his balls, he opened his mouth to cry out and she slid her tongue inside his mouth as she released the pressure on his balls. Her fingers gently massaged his prick and balls while her tongue explored his mouth. The riding crop ran gentle circles around his nipples. Finally, she pulled away from and stood up, staring down at him.

            “You may actually be trainable,” she eventually announced. She rubbed the riding crop up and down his chest as she spoke to him. “From now on, you belong to me. I bought and paid for you. You will address me as Mistress. You will only speak when I allow you to speak. You will only eat, piss and shit when I allow you to. And you will only cum when I say you can. Do you understand so far?”

            He stared up her with defiance in his eyes, remaining silent. The riding crop smacked hard against his inner thigh dangerously close to his crotch.

            “Ow! Shit!”

            “I do not repeat myself, slave. I expect an answer when I ask you a question.”

            She stared at him for a moment the smacked him with the riding crop again on the other leg.

            “What if I don’t agree to your terms?” he asked boldly.

            She smiled. Turning from him she walked back to the table and laid the riding crop aside and picked something else up.

            “I was hoping you’d have that attitude,” she replied as she approached him.

            He watched her warily as she knelt between his legs and fastened something around his prick and balls. Then she reached up to pinch his nipples.

            “Play time,” she announced, rising to her feet. “At least, for me it is.”

            She turned around and strode back to the table. Picking up a small remote, she turned back to face him. She gave him a wicked smile and winked then pressed a button. A small shock jolted his prick causing him to jerk and grunt.

            “Isn’t this fun already?” she asked seductively.

            “For who?” he replied.

            She laughed and pressed another button. His cock and balls twinged with pain as electricity jolted through them. He jerked and tried to suppress a grunt. He gripped the chains binding his wrists to the wall. She pressed the button again and his body jerked spasmodically again.

            “Shit,” he grunted.

            “Again?” she asked.

            He stared up at her malevolently.

            “Good,” she said.

            She pressed and held the button. He felt a higher, longer shock and clenched his jaw tightly, clenching the chains holding him to wall.

            “God,” he huffed when it finally ended.

            “One more?” she asked sweetly.

            His head hung limply against his chest. He stared up at her through his lashes, unable to lift his head, refusing to answer her. She shrugged nonchalantly.

            “Okay,” she said.

            She pressed the button again, holding it down. He fought the current but couldn’t stand the pain. Finally, he lost his battle and cried out. She released her hold on the button.

            “Now,” she said with authority. “Do you understand the rules as I’ve given them so far?”

            “Yes,” he panted in a whisper.

            “Yes, what?” she demanded.

            “Yes, Mistress.”

            She dropped the remote on the table and moved to kneel between his spread legs. Gently, she removed the restraints from around his cock and balls and laid it aside. Her soft fingers tenderly caressed his prick while she stared at him.

            “Good,” she said softly, watching him breathe heavily.

As his breathing slowed she leaned forward and kissed his neck then slowly worked her way down his to his chest where she nibbled lightly on his nipples while her hands worked his cock. His breathing changed again and he grew stiff in her hands. She watched his already large prick grow enormous in her tiny hands while she kissed and nibbled on his chest and played with his cock and balls. When she felt his balls tightening she released her grip on him and moved away. His eyes snapped open and he watched in silent agony as she walked into the darkness.

 

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Conner had almost drifted off to sleep in his misery when he heard a sound and jerked completely awake to find a large, powerfully built black man towering over him. The man leaned down and opened the shackles holding Conner’s wrists to the wall.

“Lean forward,” the man said in a deep, rich baritone voice.

“Who –”

“You must not speak,” the man interrupted him. “I am called Cree. I was sent to take you to be cleaned.”

“Where –”

“You must not speak. If you speak I was instructed to gag you.”

Conner held his tongue and bent forward at the waist as far as he could since his neck was still attached to the wall. Cree slowly lowered his arms and moved them to refasten his restraints behind his back. His shoulder muscles screamed in pain at the movement after being held in one position for so long.

“How long have I been here?” Conner asked.

“Please, no speaking,” Cree insisted. “Once more and I will gag you.”

Cree grasped Conner’s shoulder and pulled him upright, back against the wall again. He then moved to Conner’s feet and unlatched the manacle of his right foot from the floor. He fastened a short chain to the manacle and slowly pulled Conner’s leg toward his still-bound left leg. He fastened the chain to the manacle on Conner’s left leg and released his foot from the floor. He then moved back to Conner’s trapped neck and fastened a leash to the collar around Conner’s neck before releasing him from the wall.

“Come,” Cree said.

Conner struggled to get up from the cement floor. His muscles were stiff from the stationary position he’d been trapped in and being bound in such a way made it difficult to rise. Cree put a hand on his elbow and helped him to his feet. Then Cree took the end of the leash in his massive right hand and led Conner forward. Conner quickly found that he had to walk with a shuffling gait to keep from tripping himself in the legirons. He was used to walking with a long, confident stride, not this shorter, confined stride. He was led to an elevator and directed inside. Cree took him up three floors then once again led him forward. The plush surroundings did not go unnoticed by Conner. Who ever his captor was, she definitely was in the upper-echelon of the city’s wealthy.

“You will bathe here,” Cree announced.

Conner was astonished. The bathroom he had been led to was incredible. A large sunken tub dominated the center of the pale blue room. The tub was already filled to with hot water. Conner could see the steam rising from it and he caught a sweet scent in the air. Probably something in the water, he thought, some kind of bathoil or something. Cree led him to the tub and motioned for him to sit on a low stool next to it. Conner sat down and waited. Cree knelt in front of him and removed the legirons from his ankles. He laid them aside the moved to release Conner’s arms as well.

“Get in the tub now, please,” Cree said.

Conner looked up at the other man suspiciously as he rubbed his sore wrists. Slowly, he got to his feet and started forward, toward the sunken tub. Cree followed him closely. As Conner descended the steps into the tub he noticed a built-in bench running completely around the tub with small notches equal distances around the wall of the tub at the rim. When he was standing on the floor of the tub he felt a tug on the collar around his neck. He turned to see Cree locking the leash attached to his collar into on of the notches at the tub rim.

“You can relax and bathe for a little while. Mistress may be in later.” Cree nodded at him then disappeared back through the door they had entered through.

Conner was alone again. He slowly sank down in the warm water and sat down on the bench seat. Surprisingly, he found it quite comfortable to sit on. It seemed to covered with some type of padded material. He felt along the edge but could find no seams. Leaning back against the wall of the tub he stretched his legs out in the hot water.

“Bathe?” he asked aloud of no one.

He glanced around at his immediate surroundings and noticed a soap dish nearby. He reached toward it and found he could just reach its contents. Hanging on a small rod at the rim of the tub was a large, heavy washcloth. He reached out and grasped it. Using the procured items he started to wash the dirt and grime of his cellar captivity from his well-muscled body. Once he was satisfied that all the dirt was gone and he felt clean again he laid the soap and washcloth aside then leaned back and enjoyed the warmth of the water.

Conner’s eyes flicked open at the sound and feel of bubbles lapping around him. He jerked his head away from the tile floor where he’d rested it and looked around. He still sat in the sunken tub and the water was still hot so he hadn’t slept long. But now it ebbed and bubbled furiously like some kind of wild whirlpool. His head swiveled around and he finally saw a tiny, petite form standing on the opposite side of the tub at one end.

Her face was still covered by a mask but her uxorious auburn hair fell in waves around her body. A black silk robe was wrapped tightly around her and belted at her tiny waist. She stared down at him, a small smile playing about her lips.

“Feeling better?” she finally asked.

“Am I allowed to answer that?” he replied.

“Only if you address me properly.” She walked to the edge of the tub and dropped her robe.

He couldn’t help himself, he gasped at what he saw. She was absolutely exquisite. His eyes were riveted to her taut body as she entered the water, her hair fanning out on the water behind her. She walked around the tub, eventually ending up next to him but just out of his reach. He stared, mesmerized, as the water bubbled under and around her breasts.

“Are you feeling better now?” she asked again.

His eyes trailed up her body to stare into her green ones.

“Yes,” he whispered, adding “Mistress.”

Conner’s eyes never left her as she swayed softly in front of him.

“Good because you’ll be feeling worse again in a little while.” She smiled sweetly at him as she said this.

He narrowed his eyes as he stared at her.

“I have lots of plans for you, pet. They’ll all be fun for me but I’m not so sure you’ll find them as amusing.”

“Wh –”

She held up her hand with one finger aloft. “Ah-ah-ah. I don’t remember giving you permission to speak and I don’t think my memory is that bad yet.”

Conner looked pointed at her empty hands and winked.

“What exactly are your plans? How long have I been here anyway?”

She ignored him as she moved to the closest end of the tub and reached into a basket sitting close to the edge of the tub. She slowly moved back to stand in front of him again and held up a small remote then pressed a button on it. His eyes grew large when he felt a jolt of electricity shoot through his body. His hands went automatically to the collar around his neck.

“Don’t push me, pet. I’d hate to drown you.”

Conner stared at her in frustration, hatred and terror. He couldn’t move even when he heard a noise behind him. When he finally gained control of his emotions he turned his head enough to keep her in his line of sight but also see what was going on behind him. Cree was setting up some kind of massage table in the room behind him. Conner turned his full attention back to her.

She laid the remote on the tile floor behind her and moved forward, toward Conner’s trapped body. Her fingertips traced lightly up over his chest and down his arms. There was a slight wave in the water when she gave a little jump and suddenly she was sitting on his lap, her legs straddling his. He could feel himself start to stiffen. He knew she felt it to when she giggled.

“You’re so easy, pet.”

He opened his mouth to reply but the put her right forefinger over his lips to silence him.

“Shhh. You talk too much. Must I strap a cock gag in your mouth to keep you silent?”

His eyes narrowed and he shook his head from side to side. She smiled again.

“Good. I like having your mouth available for kissing.”

She leaned forward and covered his lips with hers.

Conner decided he even though he wasn’t sure what game she was playing, he would go along with it long enough to get between those silky-smooth legs of hers. God, those creamy thighs and that gorgeous pussy will be worth all this, he thought as his tongue dueled with hers.

She pulled away from him and scooted back on his lap far enough to reach between them and grasp his prick in her hands. Her fingers gingerly caressed, rubbed, pulled and worked his rod to a full erection before she finally stopped. He was disappointed when she climbed from his lap and the water then began drying herself off. Once she was dry Cree unfastened Conner’s leash from the edge of the tub and tugged on it.

“You must come out now,” Cree insisted.

Conner stood up and climbed from the water. When he reached for a towel she slapped his hand away and took it herself. She used the towel to dry his arms and torso then slowly moved down his body, drying the water from him. She took special care to dry his ass, genitals and between his legs. He held her shoulders as she dried his feet. When he was dry Cree led him by his leash to the massage table. As he approached it he noticed it was actually a modified massage table. It had handcuffs and anklecuffs built on to it and it was much wider than a typical massage table.

“Get on the table, please,” Cree instructed. “On your stomach.”

Conner glanced over his should at the petite woman standing behind him. Then he cautiously climbed onto the table. He laid his head in the hole meant for this and tried to relax. He started to panic a bit when Cree pulled his arms apart and fastened one of the handcuffs around his left wrist.

“Don’t struggle,” Cree instructed him.

A hand smacked hard against his ass as Cree spoke. He jerked from the impact of the strike then settled down again. Cree locked his other wrist into the remaining handcuff. The big black man disappeared from his view but he soon felt the man’s hands on his legs. Cree was fastening the other cuffs around his ankles. When he again started to struggle a hand came down savagely against his bare buttocks. He immediately stopped struggling but the tiny woman gave him an extra smack as a reminder. Once the cuffs were all locked Cree also fastened the collar to the table making Conner practically immobile.

He immediately felt her hands roaming over his body. Her touch was firm but gentle, awakening a passion in him. Suddenly, he felt something cold and wet on his ass cheeks. He grunted and jerked, trying to pull away. Her breath was warm against his ear.

“Lie still or I’ll have to punish you again,” she whispered.

Her fingers smoothed the cool gel around his ass and into his asshole. He grunted and bit his lip, trying to stay quiet.

“No!” he growled when her finger slid into his ass.

A hard smack across his shoulders with the riding crop was his reward. His arms flexed against the wrist restraints as she continued to move her finger in and out of his asshole. He clenched his fists and his fingernails bit into soft flesh when she shoved a second finger into his asshole.

“You men always want to fuck women in the ass. How’s it feel, pet?”

He grunted in response. She struck him across the shoulders with the riding crop again.

“How’s it feel, pet?” she demanded, shoving her fingers up his ass as far as she could get them.

“It – hurts – Mistress,” Conner finally groaned through gritted teeth.

She leaned down over him without removing her fingers from his ass and put her lips against his ear.

“Good, pet. It’ll hurt worse in a minute, when I stick your fucking tail up your ass.”

She stood up and pulled her fingers from his ass. His relief was short-lived though. He immediately felt something hard and thicker poking at his anal entrance. God, what the hell is she doing? he wondered desperately. He felt a round ball-like object finally push past his sphincter and a short rod pass up his anal canal. Then he felt something soft slide up the outside of his ass along his spine and something fluttered against his back. He heard running water then her hands were running through his hair.

“All done, pet. At least on the back. Now we’ll do the front and then we’ll be finished for tonight.”

He felt her nibble on his ear then her tongue was in his ear. His prick started to harden again. Cree freed his ankles from their restraints then moved to his wrists.

“Sit up,” Cree instructed him once he was free of the restraints.

Conner slowly moved around on the table and sat up. He definitely felt strange though. Something was still lodged in his ass. He started to look over his shoulder to see what was tickling his back when Cree reached forward and placed cuffs on his wrists again. His arms were locked across each other this time then pulled up so his hands were pressed to his chest. Cree then ran a long chain over his shoulder and fastened it to the table behind him. The tiny auburn-haired woman was standing in front on him now, staring at him.

“You’re gorgeous, pet.” He stared at her in defiance. “I know you’ve heard that probably a thousand times before from as many women. This time, however, the woman is in charge.”

She smiled up at him as she knelt between his legs.

“Wh –”

She smacked him hard on the inner thigh just below his groin.

He let out a frustrated sigh and stared at her in anger. Cree cuffed Conner’s left ankle and pulled it away from her then attached his foot to a leg of the table. He moved to the other side and repeated his movements with Conner’s right ankle. When he was finished the woman reached up and slipped a leather strap around Conner’s cock and balls, dividing them and fastening it tightly around his genitals. She added a tiny padlock then clipped a long leash to the thing as well. The clip on the leash had a combination lock which she turned so the numbers were unaligned and the thing locked in place.

Cree unlocked his ankles then locked his wrists behind his back. He felt something soft and feathery tickling his hands and wondered what the hell they’d done to him. Cree silently crept from the room and the woman led him around the sunken tub through a door on the other side into a large, dark bedroom. The bed drew Conner’s eyes as it sat on a dais in the center of the room and was covered in black satin. Mirrors cover the walls and as Conner looked around he stopped abruptly.

“Christ!” He said in alarm.

She stopped and turned to look at him, her green eyes full of amusement.

“Why not, pet? You men have your pony girls.”

Conner suddenly felt sick. He stared at his reflection. His proud, well-muscled 6’6” frame stood fully erect. His thick black hair was mussed but still looked acceptable. It was the fucking horse tail sticking out of his ass that bothered him along with the leash attached to his cock. This had to stop. Her little game had gone quite far enough. He set his jaw and turned cold eyes on her.

“Don’t even think about it, pet. You might be bigger than me and even outweigh me, but I have my hands to use and you don’t. I’ll pull you fucking balls off if you try anything. And don’t forget your collar either. I have several remotes for it throughout the house. I could electrocute you if I really wanted to.”

“Why?” he hissed.

“You killed my husband,” she said simply. “Since you took my lover, my friend, my life away, you’ll have to do as far as sex. The rest, well, he’s irreplaceable.” She looked away from him. “At least I have a fuck toy now.”

She yanked on the leash and he stumbled forward from the pressure on his balls. He unwillingly followed her to the bed. She sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling down on his leash as she sat.

“On your knees, pet.”

He knelt because she gave him no choice. She pulled the leash forward, forcing his to shuffle forward on his knees, until she could lock it into place on bedrail. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs in front of his face.

“Lick me. Eat me. Make me feel good.”

She waited a few minutes and when he didn’t follow her instructions she picked up the remote laying on the bed next to her and pressed a button. He jerked spasmodically and stifled a groan. When she finally released the button he fell forward into her waiting snatch, breathing hard.

“Do it,” she ordered.

She waited a few seconds for him to catch his breath. She was ready to press the button again when she felt his tongue against her slit.

“This is your life now, pet,” she crooned to him as he licked her. “Get used to it. No one will come for you. You are completely mine now. I own you, Conner Web. You are my pet to use however I want. Satisfy me well and I might decide to be gentle with you.”

She felt his tongue slip into her slit and then vibrate quickly against her clit.

“I meant what I said earlier. You can’t cum until I say you can. And you can’t cum until I do.”

He sucked her clit into his mouth and gently nipped it.

“Oh,” she moaned. “At least you know how to do something,” she whispered.

He snuck a peek at her from under his lashes as he continued to nip and suck at her clit. He let his tongue play along her cunt, caressing it, before he shoved his tongue inside her ad sucked her clit again.

“Oh, yeah, God, yeah.”

Conner moaned low in his throat as he pushed his tongue into her pussy again. Then he sucked her clit between his teeth and gently nipped it, moan low again.

“Oh, God!” she cried as she squeezed her legs closed around his head, cumming hard on his mouth. He sucked down her sweet nectar as she filled his mouth with her cum.

Her legs finally relaxed and he sat back on his heels listening to her breathing return to normal. When she eventually sat up he wasn’t sure what to expect. She reached down and released his leash from the bedrail and pulled him by his arms onto the bed, pushing him down on his back. He moaned when the tail moved in his ass. She reached down, unlocked the padlock and removed the leather separator from around his cock and balls. He already felt better. Then she climbed on top of him and started working his prick with her hands. She had him erect in seconds.

“You’re going to fuck me, pet,” she said as she stared into his eyes.

He didn’t even try to argue. She moved to slowly his hard rod at her hot entrance then she leisurely slid down his pole, inserting it inside herself. Her warm, wet slit felt wonderfully tight around him and he soon lost himself in the feeling. The strangeness of the tail up his ass was soon forgotten in the heat of their fucking. She rode him hot and hard, bouncing up and down above him on the bed. Her fingers pinched and tweaked her nipples as she danced on his cock. He was almost ready to explode when she stopped and laid down on top of him. She reached across the bed and pulled a vibrator from the drawer of the stand next to the bed. Without moving on his hard rod she placed the vibrator against her clit and turned it on. The vibrations drove him crazy and she immediately started to squirm again. They were soon humping up and down in rhythm together. Abruptly, she screamed out her orgasm as he exploded inside of her, filling her with his hot jism. Her vaginal walls contracted around his cock squeezing out all the juice he had to offer. She finally fell over on top of him and cradled his head between her hands, her head on his shoulder.

“Very good, pet, very good,” she crooned.

 
He heard the door to a room slam, time for fun he called to no one.
She ran into her room and slammed the door, she wished she had had the lock fitted now but it was too late for regrets. Rushing to the phone on her bed she quickly dialed the number for the police, there was no dial tone. She screamed at the phone and tried again, nothing. Nikki looked for her mobile and remembered it was downstairs on charge. She cursed. She jumped as the door crashed in. There he stood the giant, a huge ugly grin spread across his face. Nikki looked for a weapon, anything to use against him. Scanning the room she saw the new wooden curtain pole she was planning on fixing up. Grabbing it and holding it as she had been taught in marital arts she waited for her attacker.
“Come on ya cunt!” she stood there naked, nipples hard with cold, the water from the bath replaced by her own sweat. She stood there ready to bash some brains in.
He came at her, his huge hands open and ready for her. She swung once, it was all he needed, his hand grabbed the wooden pole as his booted foot lashed at her naked thigh.  The pole disappeared from her grip at the same time her thigh went dead, she was pulled forward into the man.
He grabbed her by her hair, she yelped as she felt her hair pulled tight. His hand wrapped around her wrist twisting it, the pain flared up through her arm.  His face was close to hers now, his breath was sweet as if he had been sucking mints. He smiled at her again and she tried to headbutt him. More pain in her arm, anymore and it would break.

She found herself flying across the room towards her bed. Her head hit the wall and she lay there stunned, blood trickled from an open wound in her scalp. She lay there as she felt the weight of the skinhead upon her bed. He turned her around and she saw for the first time her attacker in his glory.
As she had lain there he had stripped off his shirt and undone his jeans. His huge body wasn’t just muscle it was well defined muscles, tattoos rippled across his upper torso, he even had a swastika in the Nazi style on his left arm. She then saw his huge cock, this guy was well defined and well proportioned. His cock wasn’t just long it was thick and hard. A piercing nestled around his glands.  Nikki’s eyes wide open tried to move away.
His hands grabbed her legs and forced them apart, his grip was like a vice around her thighs, she closed her eyes as he dipped his head and spat at her drying cunt. His hand rubbed his spittle around her clit and lips. She cringed as his fingers began to probe her.
He laughed as she tried to clench her muscles. A punch in her stomach took the wind from her and the strength from her. His fingers probed deep and hard. Although she was now getting wet, she knew it was just a response not a desire.
His hand left her cunt and trailed up her body a slimy slither of her juices trailed behind his fingers. His hand squeezed her tits hard together. She whimpered in pain as his rough hand caught her nipple piercings, he laughed.
Yanking her by the hair again he turned her onto her stomach. She tried to fight him raising her knee to his cock a punch in the face cooled her down.

She lay there face down her face buried in her pillow. She could feel his hands spreading her legs and again probing her cunt. Then she felt the finger around her ass, no she whimpered, no please. The fire spread through her, his finger thick and hard like a small cock rammed into her ass forcing her to moved further up the bed and deeper into the pillow. She screamed as his fingers fucked her. Tears rolled down her face, sweat covered her face, she began to cry silently.
The fucking of his fingers stopped. “Your ass is tight bitch” his voice grated “Your cunt is tight and smells juicy.”  She felt the head of his cock around her cunt, slipping over her wet lips she tried again to close her muscles making it harder for him to enter her.  His hand smacked the back of her head
“Fucking behave you whore or I will cut you!”
His cock slipped away from her cunt, she sighed in relief maybe as his weight was released from her body.
Suddenly he thrust into her. Not her cunt but her ass. She heard him grunt in pain, “Good “! She thought. Yet her pain was worse. She had been split in two by his cock. Her ass was ripped and she could feel a tell tale dampness. It was not juices.
“Oh yeah bitch!” he whispered, “I’m gonna cum in ya, I’m gonna cum over ya I think” his cock pushed deeper into her and she screamed loudly, her tears streaming down her cheeks.  She could feel his cock ready to spasm. Knew he was gonna fill her up.
It stopped. The pain subsided he had gone from her ass. She lay there her feeling empty.
She felt his hands again around her legs and body turning her over, she didn’t resist. It hurt to much.
She looked at him through teary eyes, his cock swollen and hard now had the blood dried look, her blood. His grin was disgusting, his hand slowly massaged his cock, keeping it hard. She saw the telltale sign of precum dribbling from the purple and red head. Then he came at her. Her legs were pushed to her chest, he didn’t bother to spread them apart he just forced into her cunt, her lips sliding inwards with his cock. She cried out, his piercing pushing against her g spot and then moving deeper into her, his hands encircled hers holding her down, his weight too much for her to bear. His thrusting hurting more and more, again she felt her juices slip from, she wondered if this was also her blood.
He closed his eyes, and she knew he was going to cum. “Did I take my pill?” she thought, a silly thought she knew but she didn’t want to be lumbered with a bastard child.
He stopped, he hadn’t cum, he was staring at her. He was still inside her, yet he hadn’t cum. He leant back and pulled his cock out taking her hand he pulled it to his huge, bloody cock, “Wank me bitch, let me see that cum shoot over you”

She tried to stop his hand but again he forced her hand this time his over hers as she held his cock. She wanted to rip the piercing out, rip it out and make him hurt.  The look in his eyes told her she would be dead if she tried. His hand forced her hard and fast to wank him, he moaned and she knew he was nearly done. She closed her eyes not wanting to see the result. A sharp pain in her chest made her oen them, his knife was pressed to her tit.
He stopped her from wanking him, yet still her hand was held to him. I forgot to do something, the knife slowly cut into the tit, her blood welled up, the pain numbed by older pain. Yet still it hurt. Slowly he carved a symbol into her flesh.  His hand started again, her hand held tight to him once, twice she wanted to stop, didn’t want his cum, he shifted forward, she realised too late his cum shot not on her tit but at her face. The hot sticky fluid sprayed into her eyes and mouth. He laughed as he kept her hand milking him.She closed her eyes, the sticky liquid already starting to drip and run down her face.

She opened her eyes. The bath water was still hot, the heat from the bath had made her sweat, slowly it had run down her face. She blinked, she had fallen asleep. Reaching for the towel she noticed the pamphlet on the side, “Join the BNP” it read “Let us come to you and make Britain white.,” She giggled something fucking made me white you bastards, she laughed. Her laughter stopped suddenly as someone began banging on her front door.

I began walking toward it and when I got into the dark area, (the lights were out on several lamp posts) I heard a vehicle driving near me but did not think anything of it. Suddenly something went over my head and I  could see nothing. Hands grabbed me hurting me with their strength and lifted me into a vehicle and a door slammed shut and we were moving fast. My slothes were ripped from my body and suddenly I was naked and did not know who had me or if they were going to spare me my life. There had been some attacks in the area and so I was worried and not turned on.

I was naked and spread out with hands all over me, pulling my tits, spreading me legs and rough large fingers entering my pussy. The men were laughing and then one said, "Told you we would find her if were tried to." Now I was worried, they had been looking for me. "Well shit man, we follow her long enough and we got her so let's do it right." another said. All the time hands were squeezing my tits hard and I was beginning to beg to not be hurt since it was obvious I was going to be fucked at least. All this time the van was moving and I could hear trafic outside it. "Let's start now then" one said. There was a moment when I was let go and no one touched me then really rough rope was loped around my tits at the base of them. It then got tight and was hurting now and they got the rope really tight around both tits and then ran the rope down between my legs separating my pussy lips so the rope went in between the lips hard and they pulled the rope to make sure it hurt. This looped around between my ass cheeks and back up over my shoulders and to my tits again, finally tied again around the base of my tits. THe hood was still on and all I knew was that everything hurt when I moved and the blood trapped in my 44EEE tits made them hurt even more. Another tied my hands behind my back and down to my ankles so that I was hog tied and then I was turned onto my stomach. "Damn, that is a nice ass" one said slapping my butt hard. "Know what would be hot?" one asked the several men there. "What man, remember, she has to make it to the party." another said. "This." the first voice said and they all said "yeh, fuck, do it" Then I felt something sharp against my skin of my ass. I cired out as it dug into my right cheek and then moved around in a circle sutting me. "Fuck yeh man, she is bleeding, how fucking hot." they were all laughing.

I was now really scared and began begging, please, fuck me all you want, I will do anything but don't mess me up and kill me." I was now crying but the knife traveled around my ass till it rested at the entrance of my ass. "Should I do it?" the voice said. "No, no, that would really mess up the rest of her time with us, wait to see what Kara says, she might want to do it." and the knife was gone. Kara, who the hell was Kara I wondered and did she control these men. "Well, I know she will not mind a little tit cutting" said the voice as I was turned over with my hands tied behind me and my body now hurting even more. The skin of my tits was full of the blood trapped there and my shoulders hurt and then a blade was circling my nipples, cutting enough to make me cry out again. They were laughing now at my pain as the knife now cut into the center of my nipple that had gotten hard somehow. "Shit man, she is geting into it check it out." one said as they all got silent. The knife was now cuting my nipple hurting and I was crying but at the same time I felt my body respond to the torture, my pussy was now being stimulated by the rope between my lips. The pain got worse as a hand held my right tit and my nipple was cut in half. As if a nipples was pierced but the knife sut it and I cried out, "Oh fuck, please don't mess me up, please." "Do the other one" a voice said and my left tit was grabbed and the niples cut in half and the blood was dripping now and they licked it up. "Damn, she tastes good, we are goning to really enjoy this." and about that time the van stopped, gates were opened and then were drove down a gravel driveway.

The doors opened and I was lifted and a female voice ordered, "Good, you have started the torture, put her there on the ground and come inside." I was put on the cold ground and voices left me and the door shut. I was alone and my tits ached. I tried to move but ws tied tight. Then a sound came up and a dog was licking my nipples, the blood attracted him and he was licking really hard, making the ach turn into pleasure some. I remember being lifted again and untied but as I was told to stand I fell to the follr and then she said, "Get her ready, she is next." Suddenly I collapsed as some kind of taser hit my body at the stomach. I fell to the floor and cried out again. The voice said, "Make sure she is totally senseless, do her cunt and tits till she is in pain all over her body." I begged "No please, I will do anything, anything at all." Men laughed, "Yes you will" said the woman again, "anything." I was laid out and my legs spread and something was slipped into my pussy then my legs tied together so that the object was not going to slip out. My arms were tied at the wrists and then something was on my tits like a pad that sticks to the skin. I was streached out and then left alone. "She is ready Kara," said a voice. "Good, enjoy this my lovers, she will beg for more," she said laughing. Suddenly my body convulsed from the shock going through it from my pussy. It stopped and I managed to cry out, "Oh please, no." as soon as I did a shock went through my tits and made me convulse again. Over and over it went this way, first the pussy probe and then the tits until I could not even cry out. I heard her voice as if far away, "My boys, you are all so hard, go share your cum with her." I heard sounds around me then felt cum spraying all over my body, hot and making my mind offer another sensation, pleasure. "Take off the hood and put on just a blindfold so she can suck cocks." the woman said and they did. "She has work to do, feed her." Kara ordered and cocks were shoved into my mouth, brusing my lips and one time making my lip bleed.

I fell asleep in the final shock, or passed out, one or the other. When I came around I was not tied but the blindfold was still there and a voice said, "Leave it on if you want to live through this." "Okay" I said and touched my tits that were sore from the cutting and my pussy that was finally free from anything in it. Again the voice, Kara said, "Take her to the game room, our guests are here, they need some fun." I was led to a room (I suppose) and put on a pad that was soft. Kara told me, "anyone that wants to do anything to you you will do without question, understand?" "Yes, I will do anything, I understand." She lef and voices were all aorund, "This object on the mat is nothing, no one, we took her from the streets and she is shit, fuck her, or do whatever you want to, I will tell you if you go too far but I am not sure that I will stop anyone from doing as they please." Suddenly I was grabbed by my tits and stood up, "Spread the legs" a woman told me and I did. Something was shoved into my ass and then I was bent over, "okay, now tell us how worthless you are." she told me. "I am nothing, worse that even I cannot imagine." The object went deeper into my ass and now another was shoved into my pussy, hard and deep. Then they were moving in and out and my body began feeling the pleasure. Such the cock in front of you" the command came. I took it into my mouth and began sucking it deep. "It loves to suck cock" the man said refering to me as "It" and not she. He grabbed my hair and began fucking my mouth hard and then filled my throat with his cum. My pussy sprayed all over the objects in my ass and pussy and I almost fell to the floor. "Yeh, it loves it." voices shouted. "Do something else" they begged.

I was moved to a bench and bent over it nad somehow tied down but my legs were free and my hands free also. A cock went into my pussy and began fucking me hard and a cock went into my mouth again and again I was being fucked in both ends at the same time. I was now begging to be fucked and used and when two finished I begged to be fucked by two more. I don't know when it changed but suddenly I felt a huge knot invade my ass. "Oh yeh, bring in the dogs, they need to fuck it too." It was on me and was humping hard. The knot had us joined and I cried out, Oh yeh, fuck me, fuck me hard." There was a dog in front of me now and he was guided to my mouth and I sucked it till the sheathe slipped off it and it slipped into my mouth. I was spinning with pleasure and my pussy was soaking the dog in my ass. Another replaced the first and this one went into my pussy, filling it and making me cum as it entered. I was again unconscious and woke to a belt across my ass. "Wake up slut, time to pay." Kara's voice laughed. "Oh yes, please." I said. Now regular strokes went across my ass and hit the swollen pussy lips that stuck out from between my legs. I was taken from the bench and laid on a bed and now Kara was next to me, "Now you are ready for me." she whispered and kissed me deep. She grabbed my tits hard and made me cry from her nails digging into the flesh. "Play with your pussy, make it cum." she told me as her nails dug deeper. I found my clit and began fingering myself as she began biting my nipples harder and harder. She was biting my tits all over hard and then I soaked my fingers as she dug her nails in deep.

She got up and moved over my face and told me to drink, her flow of piss filled my mouth and I tried to swallow it all but some did not go down but my pussy had another orgasm all by itself. "Lick it clean" she told me and I licked her pussy and suddenly she soaked my face with a wonderful orgasm. She then laid next to me kissing my face and licking her own piss from it. I will be right back. she said and left. While she was gone I was sat up and fed food, the first in I did not know how long.

"Well, slut" Tara began, "Now we are finished with you excpet for the finale, we have to have a great ending." she was saying. "Do you want to know what that is going to be?" she said. "No Kara, what is it?" "Well, we will have to get rid of your body, so my dogs will be well fed tonight." I began to cry and begged for my life. I heard dogs near by growling. "are the cameras working?" she said. Two voices said, "Ready." "enjoy my babies." and suddenly something knocked me over and now I felt teeth, raw on my tits. "No!" Kara yelled and at least 4 dogs stopped and she laughed. "Take her out and let her go, we are finished with her." "Where Kara" a man said. "I don't care, just so she is naked." Now Kara was in front of me, "And oh, these tits, I hate them, you are lucky to still have them. I wanted to cut them off." She began slapping my tits, first from one side then the other. It got harder and harder and faster. My pussy was wet again and then I shook all over from an orgasm. I woke up, naked, sore and looked around. It was dark and cold and I saw my keys next to my head. My car was about 200 yards away across a parking lot that was well lited. "Oh fuck it." I said to myself and picked up the keys and walked to the car and got in. A note was on the seat, "I will take you again any time I want to, you may or may not survive. Kara." I started the car and looked around. I was outside of Atlanta. I drove home totally naked and stumbled in and fell on the bed. Steve came over and kissed me. "You really do have to tell me about the party." he said. I grabbed him and hugged him tight. "It was not a party" I told him. "Rest Baby" he said and covered me and turned out the lights.

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For once something was going to work out for him. He had actually been lucky when his brother had been killed and left him that old farmhouse. It was out in the middle of nowhere with a big ole barn and that stupid tornado shelter. Now, though, he didn’t think the tornado shelter was so stupid. It would be perfect for what he needed. He knew he’d have to take his time and do everything right or he’d screw something up.

He carefully cleaned out the old shelter, bought some paint and fixed up it so it actually looked fairly decent. He cleaned out the drains and made sure the water lines still worked. Why would anyone put water lines in a tornado shelter? he wondered. He knew his brother had been strange but that was just out right weird. Oh, well, he thought, at least it makes things easier for me now. He managed to splice into the electricity from the main house and wire the shelter as well. It wasn’t anything fancy and not much, just a bare bulb overhead and one outlet for a fan in the summer and a heater in the winter, a second outlet for a mini-fridge and a microwave. By the time he was finished he had a nice little one room house set up.

He scrounged around the house and came up with an old couch which he hauled down to the shelter. He went to the local Goodwill store and found a small dining table with two chairs for a reasonable price. He also saw a lovely brass bed with a big ole headboard that had those big rails running up and down all along the length of the headboard. He just stood and stared at it for the longest time. He had dreamed of a bed like that. What idiot would get rid of something like that? he wondered. He finally approached it, somewhat reverently, and carefully examined it. When he could find nothing wrong with it and it seemed sturdy, he purchased it too. He took the bed home first then came back and loaded the table and chairs into his truck.

He had the whole place set up now. He went grocery shopping – at the Super Wal-Mart of course. He stopped by the music department to see Cassie. She was as beautiful as ever and just as friendly. She helped him pick out a new boombox and several CDs. Then off he went to the new lovenest he was preparing for her. When he went to set up the boombox he realized he didn’t have enough outlets and went back to work. He added two more outlets, one for the boombox and a fourth just in case. Once he was finished he stood back and surveyed the room. Nodding to himself he decided he was ready. He went back over to the farmhouse to plan.

            He sat down at his dining room table with a notepad and started to make notes. He decided he needed restraints because she would probably be resistant at first. Eventually she would come to love him as much as he loved her but he knew it would take time. He wanted to be gentle with her so he planned to get soft, padded restraints. He wrote down blindfold. He thought it would be stimulating for her to be blindfolded sometimes when they were together. He also would need it when he first took her because he didn’t want her to know where they went. He slowly filled the page with notes then pushed the pad aside.

            He knew what he would need, now he had to decide how he would do it. He sat and quietly thought about it for several minutes. Finally, he decided he would siphon enough gas from her tank to cause her to run out just about the time she got off the main highway. That way he could casually drive by, notice her problem and offer to help. Once she was in his car it would be easy to restrain her, he could push her car into the woods to hide it and then bring her here. He would go back later gas her car up and move it to a better hiding place, maybe he could keep it in the ole barn. Yeah, that should work, he thought.

            When? That was the next thing he had to work out. He had to get all the restraints he needed and clean out a space in the barn to put her car. He was getting anxious, she was all he could think about. But he knew he was close and he couldn’t afford to mess up now. He’d give himself another week to get everything he needed then he’d make his move. That week passed quickly and he couldn’t believe he was actually ready.

            Thank goodness she was working the nightshift this week. That made it a lot easier for him to siphon the gas from her car. He hid the can and siphon in the trunk of his car then parked around the corner of the building and waited for her to get off. He started to get hard the minute he saw her leave the building and head for her car. He was so excited. He’d thought of everything. He even managed to jimmy the lock on the passenger door of his car so that when he locked it she couldn’t unlock it from the inside. He had to use the key from the outside to get it open. This was going to be great!

            She climbed into her car and finally started off. He waited several minutes before following her from the parking lot. Even though traffic was light he managed to stay several cars behind her and since it was dark he figured she probably didn’t notice that she was being followed. He noticed her slow down just before she reached the turn off from the highway. Oh, God, did I drain too much? he wondered frantically. He didn’t realize he was holding his breath until she finally made the turn and he released his breath in a rush. She managed to make it a few yards down the side road before her car finally sputtered to a stop. He slowly pulled in behind her a few minutes later and put his car in park.

            With shaking hands he got out of his car and walked toward hers. He leaned over and peered through the rolled up window before rapping lightly against it with his knuckles. He smiled when she jumped then turned to look at him with frightened eyes. Slowly, she cranked down the window.

            “Hi, Cassie. Everything okay?”

“I don’t know. It just stopped. This dang car is always dying on me.” She banged her hands against the steering wheel and leaned her head against the seat.

“You need a ride somewhere? I can give you a lift somewhere so you can call for a tow.”

“Really?” She sounded so hopeful. “I don’t know. I don’t want to put you out or anything.”

“Oh, it’s no problem. I was just driving around anyway. There’s nothing to do, no movies on or anything.” He shrugged as he replied, hoping he sounded bored.

“You sure?”

“Yeah., come on.”

            He opened the door for her as she pulled the keys from the ignition and grabbed her purse. She climbed from the car and followed him back to his vehicle. He again opened the door for her, drawing a smile from her as she got in. He closed the door and went around to the driver’s side. She reached up to lock the door as he climbed in behind the wheel. He fastened his seat belt and put the car in gear.

            “Better put your seatbelt on,” he said with a smile. “It’s the law you know.”

“Right. Sorry.”

            He pulled back on to the road as she fastened her seatbelt. He quickly turned around and headed for the old farmhouse and her new home. They drove several minutes in silence until he finally reached over and turned on the radio. He tuned it to a soft rock station playing love songs then concentrated on his driving. After several miles he noticed she was getting restless. He hoped she wouldn’t start to fight him, he didn’t want to have to restrain her yet. He had brought the cuffs, blindfold and gag just in case but he didn’t want to use them yet if he didn’t have to.

            “Where are you going? Can’t we just go back to town?”

“We’ll be there in a few minutes.” He glanced at her, offering her a reassuring smile.

“Thanks for helping. I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come along.”

“I’m just glad I could be there to help.”

            He slowly pulled into the driveway to the old farmhouse, parked the car and cut the engine, removing the keys from the ignition. She glanced around nervously then released her seatbelt. He released his seatbelt and opened his door as she reached for the handle to open her door. He climbed out and shoved the keys in his pocket.

            “That door doesn’t work very well,” he said as he leaned back in, lifting a duffle bag from behind his seat. “I’ll have to open it for you from the outside. Sorry.”

“That’s okay,” she replied, offering him a nervous smile.

            He locked and closed his door then hurried around to her side, fishing in the open duffle bag as he went around the back of the car. He set the bag down next to the car when he reached the passenger door. He put the key in and unlocked the door then slipped the keys back into his pocket. He opened the door and offered her his hand. She seemed surprised but took it anyway. When she stepped out of the car he pulled her to her feet and snapped the cuffs around her wrist, twisting her arm behind her back before she had a chance to resist. He quickly grabbed her other arm and pulled it behind her back as well, snapping the other cuff around it.

            “What are you doing?” she cried.

“I promise I won’t hurt you, not intentionally. Just stay calm and cooperate.”

“Oh, God, what do you want?”

“I just want us to be together. I love you, Cassie.”

“No, please. Don’t do this.”

“I know you like me, you’ll learn to love me. I fixed this place just for you.”

            He pulled her by her cuffed hands away from the car and closed the car door. Then he shoved her forward toward the shelter as he leaned over and picked up the duffle bag.

            “Please don’t do this,” she whispered as she started to cry.

He leaned against her, putting his arm gently around her shoulders.

“I love you, Cassie. I won’t hurt you.”

            He led her to the entrance of the shelter then pulled her to a stop. He pulled his arm from around her shoulders, reached forward and opened the door. When she didn’t move he put his hand against the small of her back and gave her a gentle push. She moved forward again and stepped inside the room he had created for her. He followed her inside and closed the door. He set the duffle bag down on the floor next to the door. She had stopped just inside the door, standing, shaking, next to him. He put his hands on her arms and pushed her forward.

            He thought about how cute she looked with her bottom lip trembling that way as her eyes slid around the room. She was so hot and he was getting so hard he didn’t know if he’d be able to make it back to get her car. He was definitely going to have to jack-off before he went anywhere.

            “Are you hungry?” he asked.

            She shook her head, refusing to look at him. She didn’t think her voice would work.

            “How about something to drink? Are you thirsty?”

            Again she only shook her head.

            “Cassie, honest, I won’t hurt you. I have to keep your hands shackled for right now though because I don’t want you to hurt me either. If you tried, I’d have to hurt you and I don’t want to do that.”

            He heard a sob escape her throat as she gulped for air. He gently caressed her cheek, staring into that innocent face.

            “Look at me, Cassie.”

            Slowly, her eyes rose to his face. Unshed tears filled those big beautiful green eyes. His heart ached when he saw them. He reached up to put his hands in her wonderful blond tresses.

            “Cassie, I love you. I promise you, I won’t hurt you,” he said softly before lowering his lips to cover her trembling ones. He kissed her softly for several minutes then finally pulled away. “I have to go take care of your car. I’ll be back in a few minutes. You‘ll be okay until I get back. Alright?”

“Why?” she asked with a trembling voice.

“Because I love you.” He kissed her again then led her to a chair at the table. He pulled the chair out for her but she remained standing. “Sit down, Cassie.”

            She obediently sat down and he released one wrist from the cuffs immediately re-cuffing it around the rung in the back of the chair. He went back to the duffle bag next to the door and retried a larger pair of cuffs with a short chain between them. He moved kneel next to her. A sob escaped from her when she saw what he held in his hands. He laid the cuffs in the floor next to her chair then pulled her shoes and socks off. Then he slipped a cuff around her left ankle. Then he gently slipped the other cuff around her right ankle. Finally he lifted a ring from the floor and closed it around the chain between the two cuffs. He gathered up her socks and shoes and took them with him as he headed for the door. He put them in the duffle bag then turned back to her.

            “I’ll be back as soon as I can. I’ll try to hurry.”

            He slipped out the door and locked it behind him. He took the can of gas he had hidden in his trunk and the keys from her purse and jogged back to her car. He quickly filled her gas tank, threw the empty can in the trunk of her car, and climbed behind the wheel. He drove her car back to the farmhouse and parked it in front of the barn. He got out and opened the big barn doors the got back in her car and drove it into the barn. He locked her purse in her car and locked her car in the barn. The he hurried back to the shelter.

            He stood just inside the door staring at her. Her head was bent forward, her chin almost touching her chest. She was crying softly, tears glistened on her cheeks, he could barely see them in the dark room. He had only left a small light on over the bed. He flipped the switch to turn on the overhead light which hung directly over the table. It flicked into life immediately. He figured it probably blinded her but he didn’t care, he needed to see her in the light. He closed the door and locked it then moved into the room.

            He never said a word, just went straight to the back of her chair and released a hand from the cuffs. He re-cuffed her after moving her arms away from the chair. Then he moved to kneel in front of her. In silence he released the chain between her cuffed feet from the loop in the floor. He moved to a table next to the bed and retrieved a box of tissues. He set the tissues on the dining table in front of her before moving behind her again. He released her right wrist from the cuffs and moved her arms in front her, leaning over her back and not releasing his hold on her, he re-cuffed her wrists in front her. Then he went around the table and sat down in the other chair across from her.

            “Are you hungry or thirsty?”

            She shook her head without looking up at him. He slammed his hands onto the tabletop, palms down, causing her to jerk her head up to stare at him wide-eyed.

            “That’s better. Look at me and answer me,” he demanded, staring into her tear-filled eyes. “Are you hungry or thirsty?”

            “No,” she whispered.

            He got up and retrieved two cans of coke from the minifridge anyway. He popped the tabs on both then set one in front her next to the tissues. He took a swig of his then set it on the table as well. He reached down and pulled a tissue from the box and handed it to her. She curled her fingers around it but didn’t move. He saw her hands shaking and knelt down next to her chair. He pulled another tissue from the box and gently wiped the tears from her eyes. Then he leaned up and kissed her damp cheek.

            “Did you eat supper at work?”

            She nodded then added in a whisper, “Yes.”

            “Okay, then. I just don’t want you starving yourself. Do you want to watch a movie or listen to some music?”

            “N-no.”

            He smiled as he stared at her.

            “Don’t worry, they’re not dirty movies.” He lifted his hand and brushed her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “Although I do have some of those if you want to watch some.”

            “No!” Tears poured down her cheeks again.

            “I’m just teasing you, Cassie. I wouldn’t make you watch something like that.”

            He pulled another tissue from the box and again dried her eyes. Again, he leaned up and kissed her cheek once her tears were dry.

            “Drink your Coke,” he said as he rose to his feet, running his hand down the back of her head, letting his fingers comb through her long blonde hair.

            He moved away to turn down the bed and leave her to her drink. She could hear him moving around behind her but she could see what he was doing and she was afraid to turn around to see. She tried to pick up the can of soda to take a drink but when she saw her bound hands she started shaking violently again. She was afraid she would drop the drink or spill it so she didn’t try to lift it to her lips. Instead, she put the tissue to her eyes and dried more tears. Then she quietly blew her nose. She laid the tissue aside and pulled another one from the box, clenching it tightly in her hands. She jumped when she felt his hands on her shoulders.

            “Would you like a straw? Would that be easier?”

            “N – I – I can’t.”

            “Cassie, you saw me open it. There isn’t anything in it.”

            “I know,” she whispered.

            “Then what’s wrong?”

            “I – I – Please, I just want to go home.”

            “Sweetheart, you are home. This is your new home. At least for now.”

            “Please…Why are you doing this?”

            “We’ve already gone over this.” His voice took on a hard note. “I’m not going to keep repeating myself.”

            He gave her shoulders a hard squeeze. Then he stepped past her and went to a nearby cabinet. He pulled a bag of chips from the cabinet and re-joined her at the table. He opened the chips and laid the bag on the table between them, pulling a few from the bag. He ate the chips as he watched her then he took another drink of his soda.

            “Have some chips.” He shoved the bag toward her after pulling another handful out for himself.

            “N – no thanks.”

            He reached around behind him and opened a drawer in the cabinet. He reached inside and pulled a straw out then shoved the drawer closed. He turned back around and laid the straw on the table next to her drink. He lifted his can to lips and sipped waiting to see if she’d accept his gift.

            Slowly, she reached forward to pick up the straw. It trebled violently in her fingers as she tried to put it in the pop can in front her. She finally managed to get it in the can and leaned forward to take a sip of the drink.

            “Thank you,” she whispered softly.

            “See? I’m not as awful as you thought.”

            He remained silent while he finished his soda and waited for her to finish hers. Once his can was empty he gathered up the chips and his empty can and started to clean up. He put a clip on the bag of chips and put them back in the cupboard then threw away the empty can. He turned back to the table to see if she was finished with her drink yet. She scooted back on her chair and glanced up at him.

            “Finished?”

            “Yes,” she replied with a nod.

            He took the can and shook it. When it felt fairly empty he tossed it, with the straw, into the trash then turned back to her.

            “Time for bed.” He ignored the round of tears. “Do you need to use the bathroom?”

            Her only reply was a sob. He stood staring at her for several minutes. She wouldn’t look up at him and she wouldn’t answer him. He moved around the table to stand next to her. He reached down to grasp her face in one hand and forced her to turn her face up toward him.

            “Look at me,” he demanded.

            She slowly raised her eyes to his.

            “Do you need to use the bathroom?”

            “N-n-no.”

            “This is you last chance until morning. I won’t ask again.” He stared into her tear-filled eyes then watched her lips trembling. “Do you need to use the bathroom?”

            “Y-y-yes,” she finally whispered as the tears slid down her cheeks.

            He pulled a key from his pocket and knelt next to her. He removed the cuffs from around her ankles and replaced them in his duffle bag. He unlocked a cabinet door and placed the duffle bag inside. The he removed a long, silky gown from the same cabinet. He turned around and handed her the gown as he pulled her to her feet.

            “Put this on. I’ll even give you a little privacy – tonight.”

            She sobbed as he led he toward a corner of the room that held a toilet and a shower stall. An empty plastic crate sat across the toilet seat. He stopped her in front of the toilet and turned her to face him. He ran his hands up and down her bar arms as he spoke.

            “Put all of your clothes in the crate and leave it on the floor when you’re finished. I’ll pull the curtain so you can have some privacy. You can have twenty minutes. Understand?”

            She stared at the floor and refused to answer him, tears flowing and her lower lip trembling. He gripped her upper arms roughly drawing a gasp from her. She looked up at him and nodded. He tilted his head to one side and stared at her, tightening his grip on her arms.

            “Y-yes.”

            “Good.”

            He shoved her toward the toilet and pulled a curtain behind her. God, she’s gorgeous, he thought as he went to sit on the bed. He was so hard it hurt. He leaned back and unzipped his pants, freeing his hardon. His briefs bulged.

            “Oh, God,” he mumbled.

            He didn’t dare touch himself. He knew if he did he would jack off. He wanted to wait and do it in front of her, or even better, fill her pussy with his cum. He knew he’d have to wait for that though, he really did love her and he didn’t want to hurt her. She had to know he was in charge and she’d learn to love him but he didn’t want to have to hurt her. He glanced at his watch to check the time. Damn, it had only been five minutes. Looking down at his crotch he knew he’d never last when he saw her in that nightie. He glanced at his watch again. He still had plenty of time. He slipped out the door and locked it behind him.

            When he finally came back inside the shelter he noticed the curtain was still drawn. She’d had a full thirty minutes, that was more than enough time. He tucked his keys into his pocket and stomped across the floor. He jerked the curtain aside to see her huddled against the back wall. She had changed into the long gown like he had ordered and all of her clothes were in the crate. He lifted the crate to the seat of the toilet again and riffled through the clothes. He turned his head and glared at her.

            ‘Cassie, what did I tell you?”

            “You said to put my clothes in the crate and leave it on the floor,” she whispered.

            “I can’t hear you.”

            “Y-y-you s-s-said to put m-my clothes in the c-c-crate and l-l-leave it on th-th-the floor.”

            “No. I said to put all of your clothes in the crate and leave it on the floor. You forgot something.”

            She stared wide-eyed at him. He held out his left hand.

            “Take off your panties.”

            “P-p-please…”

            “Now!”

            She tried to put her hands behind her to lift the back of her gown but couldn’t make it work since her wrists were still cuffed in front of her.

            “Please…” she repeated.

            “I gave you a chance to do it in privacy. Take them off.”

            She slowly shook her head as her mouth worked but only squeaks came out.

            “Either you take them off and hand them to me or I’ll take them off of you.”

            She squeezed her eyes shut and slid down the wall to sit on her heels.

            “Now!”

            She put trembling hands under her gown and raised her hips enough to pull her panties down to her ankles. Then she carefully stepped out of them and handed them up to him. He grabbed them from her hand and tossed them into the pile of clothes in the crate.

            “Now, go and get on the bed.”

            She slowly got to her feet and shuffled across the floor to the bed, her head hanging limply, her chin almost to her chest. He watched for a moment before lifting the crate of clothes and putting it in the locked cabinet. He turned and watched as she sat down on the edge of the bed. He turned the overhead light off and moved to stand next to the bed.

            “Give me your hands.”

            She held her bound hands out to him. He took her wrists in his hand.

            “Lay back.”

            She lay back on the bed and he stretched her wrists above her head, connecting her cuffs to an I-bolt chained to the head of the big brass bed. He then lifted her feet onto the bed and pulled a sheet over her to her waist. He stripped to his briefs and climbed in beside her. He lay on his left side, his head propped on his left hand as his right hand curved across her waist. He watched the tears creep from her eyes and listened to her whimpers before he slid down to cuddle closer to her.

            “Cassie, I’m going to ask you a question and I want you to answer me truthfully.” He waited but she didn’t say anything. “Have you ever you had sex before?”

            She sobbed and rolled her head from side to side. He slide his right hand up across her torso carefully brushing his hand and arm against her tits. He grabbed her face had held it roughly between his fingers.

            “Cassie?”

            “N-n-no.”

            “Have you ever had oral sex? Given a guy a blowjob?”

            “N-no.”

            “Have you ever played with yourself? Maturbated?”

            “N-n-no.”

            “Damn, girl. How old are you?” He released his hold on her face and let his hand fall to lay on her neck.

            “Twenty.”

            “And you’ve never even played with yourself?”

            “N-no.”

            “How many boyfriends have you had before?”

            “Only two.”

            “What?” He was amazed. A looker like her and she’d only had two guys after her?

            “Two,” she repeated.

            “They obviously didn’t know what they were missing, Cassie. You’re beautiful.”

            His had slid down her neck onto her chest. He played with one tit then moved to the other. He nestled his head against her neck and planted kisses along her jaw, nibbled on her ear then moved on to kiss her neck. His had slowly wandered down her across her stomach to rest against her thigh.

            “Please…don’t…,” she whispered.

            “I can’t help it, Cassie. I love you and you’re so beautiful.” His hand slipped between her legs. “I want you so bad. You make me hurt, Cassie.”

            He slowly pulled the gown up her legs as he whispered to her. He heard the chain above their heads rattled as she pulled against her bounds. He ignored her struggles and continued to pull the thin material up her legs.

            “Be good, Cassie and I promise I won’t hurt you. I’ll be gentle. I love you. Why would I hurt you?”

            “Please, don’t do this,” she whispered through her tears.

            “I’m not doing anything,” he whispered in reply. “I just want to touch you, feel your skin, hold you close.”

            “Please...,” she whimpered when she felt his hand on her bare thigh.

            “I love you, Cassie.”

            He moved to kiss along her neck and down onto her chest as his hand moved up the inside of her leg. His hand stopped as he reached the lips of her pussy. His mouth moved down to cover her right tit. He kissed and nibbled it through the thin material of the gown as the fingers of his other hand played along her warm slit. She squeezed her legs together tightly but he didn’t mind. He wasn’t planning on opening her up just yet. He just wanted a good feel right now. He’d take her later.

            He suddenly pulled his hands away and sat up, leaning on his elbow, staring down at her. He leaned over and planted his lips against hers, pressing hard. Her lips were finally forced apart and he slid his tongue into her mouth. He spent several minutes exploring her mouth with tongue, not touching her in any other way. He was breathless when he finally pulled away from her. He reached up with his right hand and traced her lips with his index finger.

            “You really need to quit crying. I’m not going to stop. I love you and you’re mine now. I may not take you tonight but you will make love to me, Cassie. You’ll learn to love me and we’ll have sex every night, sometimes all night long.” He ignored her sobs as he continued explaining what would happen. “I’ll look at your body as much as I want and I’ll touch your boobs, your tits when ever I want. I’ll play with your pussy if I want and if I want to finger you, I will. When I want to fuck you I’ll fuck you. And you’ll damn well enjoy all of it.

            He got off the bed and went to the locked cabinet. He quickly removed a heavy blindfold and grabbed the tissues as he passed the table. He sat down on the bed, dried her eyes and wiped her nose then threw the used tissue into a nearby wastebasket. He turned back to her and slipped the blindfold over her eyes.

            “I would suggest you quit crying or that’ll get really wet. It probably won’t feel very good once it gets wet. I won’t give you another one and I won’t take that off until morning.”

            He stood up and removed his briefs then climbed back into the bed next to her. He sat up and leaned over her, putting both hands on the low-cut front of the delicate material of the gown.

            “I think it’s time you were reminded of who’s in charge here.”

            He ripped the gown down the front from the top clear to the bottom. He ripped the straps from her shoulders then pulled the ruined material from her and tossed it to the floor. Both hands ran over her fully exposed body. The cool air in the shelter and her fear combined to make her nipples stand erect.

            “That’s better. I like you this way.”

            He leaned over and kissed her stomach, working his tongue in and out of her bellybutton. He moved to put his right leg over her right leg, forcing her legs apart a little and making sure she could feel his erect dick against her bare skin. His left hand went up to play with her tits, pinching, pulling and squeezing. His right hand slid between her legs into her cleft.

            “Oh, yeah. Cassie, you are so hot. God, I love you.”

            He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers, forcing her mouth open so he could slide his tongue into her mouth again. His fingers worked her pussy and pulled her tits. He slid first one then another finger into her pussy as he started to rub and pinch her clit. He lifted his head and moved to suck her tit as his left hand continued to pinch, pull and squeeze the other tit.

            “Cum for me, Cassie.” He lifted his head from her tit long enough to whisper to her.

            He went back to sucking her tit while he worked the other tit with his left hand and his right hand continued to abuse her pussy. He could feel her starting to get wet then he heard a soft moan escape her lips. He pinched her left tit as he bit her right tit and pinched her clit.

            “Ohhh,” she moaned as she started to writhe beneath him.

            “Cum for me, Cassie.” He pinched and bit her again working his fingers in and out of her wet hole.

            “Please…stop…don’t…please don’t…”

            “Cum for me, Cassie.”

            He sucked harder on her abused tit as he pinched and squeezed her other tit. His fingers slid in and out of her pussy working against her clit and G-spot in rhythm with his sucking and pinching. Suddenly, he again pinched and bit her sensitive spots all at the same time as he roughly slid his fingers into her pussy.

            “Ahhh…nnnnoooo….aarrggghhhhh!”

            He felt her pussy tightened around his fingers trying to pull them in as she climaxed. He shoved three fingers into her wet hole as he bit down on her tit again.

            “I love you, Cassie. You’re beautiful when cum.”

            When she relaxed and fell back to the bed he pulled his hand from her pussy and held his hand under her nose.

            “Smell that, Cassie?”

            “Yes,” she whispered, still breathless.

            “That’s your love juice, baby.” He touched a finger to her lips then placed his fingers in his mouth and sucked loudly. He finally pulled his cleaned fingers from his mouth and leaned down to kiss her lips. “You taste wonderful, Cassie. I want more.”

            “Please, no.”

            He moved lower on the bed and forced her legs apart, climbing between them.

            “Please, don’t!”

            “I love you, Cassie. I love the smell and taste of you. I won’t hurt you but you will cum for me again.”

            She pulled against her restraints again as he buried his face in her crotch.

            “No! Please!”

            He ignored her pleas as he started to lick her cunt. He used his hands to pull her pussy lips back to give him better access. His tongue darted madly into her pussy, licking wildly. He found her clit and sucked hard on it before nipping it with his teeth. She began to writhe under his ministrations and tried to pull away. He held her tightly so there was no escape as his tongue buried itself deep in her.

            “Aahhh…please, stop…”

            He heard the quiver in her voice and felt her hips shudder. He knew she was close. He wouldn’t stop now. He renewed his efforts and used his fingers as well as his tongue.

            “Aaahhh….aaarrrrggghhhhhh!”

            She bucked her hips up to meet his mouth as she went into another orgasm. Her juices flowed from her cunt. He lapped them up, unmercifully extending her orgasm. When she finally quieted and sank back onto the bed he crawled up her body and laid on top of her.

            “I love it when you cum, Cassie.”

            He glued his mouth to hers, his tongue delving into the warm depths between her lips. His hands pinched and twisted her tits as he lay on top of her. She could feel his prick grow hard against her abdomen. He slid down her body and covered her right tit with his mouth. He sucked and bit it as he clawed at her left tit with his left hand. His right hand slid down her side, between her legs to play with her pussy and clit. He raised his head and licked around the erect nipple of her boob.

            “I love you, Cassie. I’ve given you pleasure. It’s your turn to pleasure me.”

            “Please…don’t do this,” she whispered as she squirmed beneath him.

            “Don’t worry, baby. I won’t make you fuck yet. I’m looking forward to it but anticipation is half the fun. You’re gonna learn to give a blowjob, baby. You’re gonna suck me off ’til cum in your pretty little mouth then you’re gonna swallow it all down for me.”

            He lowered his head over her tit and bit down hard on her nipple as he squeezed the other nipple just as hard. He savagely pinched her clit at the same time.

            “Oowwww!”

            He moved to kneel across her chest, just below her trembling chin. She could feel his erect dick against her face. Her lips started trembling again as she fought against the cuffs and chains binding her wrists.

            “Open your mouth, Cassie.”

            She turned her head from side to side trying to avoid him. He slipped his left hand behind her head and grabbed a handful of her beautiful blond tresses. Wrapping her hair tightly around his hand he held her head still.

            “Open your mouth, Cassie.”

            Even though his voice had a threatening tone she refused to obey his command. He reached up with his right hand and pinched her nose, closing off her air. Within minutes her lips parted as she gasped, sucking oxygen into her lungs. He let her catch her breath the inserted his cock between her lips before releasing her nose.

            “Don’t even think about biting it. If you try anything other than what I tell you, I beat the shit out of you and then I’ll fuck your brains out. Understand?”

            Since she couldn’t answer him with a mouthful of prick she nodded her head.

            “Good. Now, use your tongue and lick around my dick while you suck it.”

            He waited patiently for her to start her ministrations. After several seconds he felt her tongue timidly touching his cock.

            “You can do better than that, Cassie. Lick it like you mean it. Make me enjoy it, like your life depends on it.”

            He shoved her head along his cock as she renewed her efforts at licking him. Her tongue gradually began to move around his inflated shaft, sliding up and down as she worked her way around it.

            “That feels real nice, Cassie. Now start sucking it.”

            He suddenly felt a gentle pressure as she obeyed his command and started to suck him. She continued working her tongue around his prick as she sucked on it. He gradually started moving it in and out of her, fucking her mouth. He stopped his movement and used his grip on her hair to pull her head up and down on his hardon.

            “Oh, yeah, baby. That feels real good. Keep doin’ it just like that.”

            He closed his eyes and worked her head up and down his shaft. Her tongue slid across the end of his hard dick and then started moving up and down and around it again. He shoved her head up and down the length of his shaft faster and harder. He was driving his cock back further into her mouth, into her throat. He felt her tense and start to choke as he rammed it against the back of her throat but he didn’t care, he was in heaven. He felt his groin suddenly tightened and his balls were about to burst.

            “Oh, God, Cassie, I’m gonna cum! You’re making me cum! I’m gonna cum!”

            He couldn’t hold back any longer. He shoved his prick into the back of her mouth against her throat and shot his load. He could feel it shooting and squirting down her throat as she tried to jerk away from him.

            “Swallow it, Cassie! Swallow my cum! Swallow all of it!”

            He kept his cock pushed against the back of her throat until it finally softened. Then he slowly pulled it from between her lips and slid down her body to lay on her again. He put his head down next to hers so he could whisper in her ear.

            “You suck real good, Cassie.”

            He rolled off of her to lay in the bed next to her, still breathing hard. After several minutes his breathing finally returned to normal. He leaned up on his left elbow and stared down at her. Reaching over with his right hand he started to play with her tits again.

            “You’re such a good cock sucker I think I’ll give you a little reward.”

            He rolled off the bed and went to the locked cabinet. He opened it and fished through the items he had stored there until he found what he wanted. Then he relocked the cabinet and returned to the bed.

            “I was going to save this for later but you’ve been so good tonight I’ll let you use it now.”

            He turned on the small vibrator and placed it against her pussy causing her to jump.

            “Have you ever used a vibrator before, Cassie?”

            “N-no.”

            He gave a little laugh as his other hand found her tits again.

            “Vibrators are wonderful little gadgets. Especially when they touch you here.” He touched it to her clit, drawing a gasp from her. “Or even here.” He moved it to her now erect nipples, drawing another gasp. “I think I like it better here.” He returned it to her clit as his free hand played with her nipples.

            “Please…don’t…”

            “Don’t give you pleasure? But you’re so beautiful when you cum.”

            He worked his fingers over her nipples as he turned the vibrator up and pushed it against her clit even harder.

            “Uuunnnhhhh…dddooonnn’ttt…”

            He turned the vibrator up to the highest level and pressed it viciously against her clit as he pinched and twisted her nipples.

            “Uuunnnnhhhh…nnnnooooo...aaarrrrgggghhhhhh!”

            She arched her body up as yet another orgasm took her. He worked the vibrator against her clit as he leaned over and licked the sweat from her stomach.

            “You’re beautiful when you cum, Cassie.”

            After several seconds she finally fell back to the bed, exhausted. He could tell she was still coming down from her climax. He put the vibrator away and lay down next to her. He gave her a few more minutes the he shoved at her side.

            “Turn over on your side, Cassie. I want to hold you while I sleep.”

            He made her turn onto her left side, facing the wall had she been able to see anything. Then he slipped his left arm underneath her and slid it down to finger her pussy as he draped his right arm over her side, letting his hand rest over her left tit. He nestled close so close to her that she could feel his cock against her butt.

            “I love you, Cassie,” he whispered to her. “Goodnight, baby.”

            Cassie jerked awake and tried to move then suddenly remembered where she was. A moan escaped her lips as the pain in her tits and pussy awakened.

            “Finally awake, I see.” His voice came from somewhere in the room but not right next to her. At least he isn’t still in the bed, she thought.

“Are you ready for a shower and some breakfast?” he asked.

“P-please, let me up,” she whispered, trying to control the jerking of her body as her bladder threatened to explode.

She felt the mattress give as he sat down beside her.

“And what will you give me if I let you up?”

“P-p-please…”

“How about another of those lovely blowjobs?” he asked as he ran his hands over her still-naked body.

“No, please,” she begged.

He ran his hands over her body. His right hand stopped over her bladder and applied the gentlest of pressure.

“Don’t!”

“Will you suck me if I let you up?”

“Y-yes.”

“Good answer. You’re learning, Cassie. Watch your eyes. I’m going to take your blindfold off and I have the light on already.”

He carefully removed her blindfold to see she had her eyes closed. He quickly leaned over and kissed her closed eyes. They fluttered open as he sat up. He smiled down at her, his hands sliding up her arms. He unlocked the chain the held her arms in place and gingerly pulled her cuffed wrists back down over her head to her stomach.

“Aahhh,” she cried out in pain as her arms were finally moved from the awkward position.

“I’ll only have to do that to you one more night. After tonight I’ll try not to restrain your arms.”

He leaned down and kissed each of her shoulders. When he sat back up he placed a hand on either side of her and leaned forward, putting his weight on his hands.

“You can use the bathroom and take a shower then we’ll eat breakfast. After breakfast, I expect payment. Understand?’

“Yes,” she whispered.

“I left a new toothbrush for you at the sink. I’ll lay clothes out for you on the bed while you’re in the shower. Don’t get dressed until I say you can. I will help you dress.” He stared at her for a minute before saying, “Now, tell me what you’re to do.”

“There’s a toothbrush for me on the sink. I can take a shower and you have clothes for me. You’ll help me dress after the shower.”

He smiled down at her then leaned forward to cover her mouth with his.

“Very good. I love you, Cassie. You’re beautiful and smart and so damn sexy.” He caressed her cheek with his right hand as he stared at her. “You can shower by yourself today. After this I will wash you. Now, tell me you love me.”

She stared up him in shocked silence. He twisted her nipple hard between his fingers.

“Tell me you love me.”

“Aaahhh,’ she gasped. “I love you.”

He kissed her again before releasing her.

“I love you, Cassie.”

He stood and held his hand out to her. She swung her feet to the floor and took his hand. He helped her to stand then led her to the toilet. She noticed the curtain had been removed. He released her hand and removed the cuffs. He laid the cuffs on a shelf above the toilet then reached for her arms. He carefully examined her wrists, rubbing them gingerly.

“I have some lotion I can put on the raw spots. You shouldn’t struggle so. The cuffs are padded to keep you from hurting yourself but you pull too hard.” His eyes roamed up her body to focus on her eyes. “We’ll leave them off for today – if you be good.”

“I will.”

“Use the toilet and take your shower. There are towels on the shelf next to the shower stall. There’s soap and shampoo on the shelf as well. When you’re finished, leave the towel on the floor in front of the shower. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face forward to meet his lips. He roughly forced her lips apart and shoved his tongue into her mouth. He held her and savaged her mouth for several seconds before finally pulling away. “I love you, Cassie.”

He reached up and retrieved the cuffs then turned and crossed the room to the dining table. He sat down at the table and watched as she sat down on the toilet and relieved herself. She gathered soap and shampoo from the shelf as he had instructed. She also found washcloths there. She picked one up and turned to look at him. He nodded and she took her bundled into the shower stall. The stall walls and door were clear so he had an unobstructed view of her as she showered and washed her hair. He felt the pressure in his pants as he grew hard watching her. When she stepped out of the shower and dried off he thought he’d lose control and blow his load in his pants. She started toward the sink to retrieve the toothbrush but he stopped her.

“Not yet. Come here.”

She moved to stand in front him. He still sat at the table. He gazed up at her as she stood in front of him. He put his hands on her hips and pushed down. Her bottom lip started to tremble as she knelt in front of him. He put his hands on either side of her head and smiled at her.

“You’re just too damn sexy, girl. I need some relief here. Unzip my pants and take out my cock.”

Her eyes grew wide but she did as she was told. She stared at the huge prick she held in her hand.

“Rub it with your hands. Work it a little before you suck it.”

Her eyes went to his face then back to his cock. She slowly started to rub and pull on his erect prick. He leaned back in his chair and enjoyed her touch.

“Don’t forget to work the balls too,” he mumbled.

She let her hands slide down to cover his balls then back up on his hard cock. After only a few minutes he put his hand on the back of her head and pushed.

“Suck me, Cassie. Like you did last night.”

She reluctantly covered his dick with her mouth and slowly worked her tongue over it like he had taught her the night before.

“Use your hands too. Don’t let go.”

He held her head in place as her mouth and hands worked their way along his cock. He curled his fingers through her wet hair and started to work her head up down the length of his rod.

“Oh, God, Cassie. Your mouth feels so good. I’m gonna cum, baby. I’m gonna cum! Swallow it for me, Cassie!”

He suddenly exploded in her mouth, his cum flowing down her throat again. She tried to ignore the rising bile and swallow. He finally quit shooting and his cock slowly went limp. He released his hold on her head and slumped back into the chair.

“I love you, Cassie. Finish getting cleaned up.”

She got to her feet and went to the sink. She immediately coughed up some of the cum he had forced her to swallow. She rinsed out her mouth then brushed her teeth and rinsed again. When she finished she turned and went back to the table where he still sat. He reached for her tender wrists and pulled her down onto his lap.

“I suppose you’re ready to get dressed now.”

“Yes,” she replied softly.

“I have a surprise for you. Don’t look so terrified.” He laughed as he pushed her off his lap and got to his feet. “You’ll like it once you get used to it.”

He took her hand and led her to the bed. She saw a long, green short-sleeved shirt and a skimpy pair of white satin panties. There was also a small white box on the bed next to the clothing.

“Lay down across the bed,” he ordered.

She turned a startled look on him and started to tremble.

“We’re not going back to bed already. I have to leave for a few hours this morning. I want to give you your surprise. Lay down.”

She lay down on the bed. He had her lay sideways across the bed instead of lengthwise.

“Spread your legs and put your knees against your chest.” When she hesitated he slapped her hard against her right butt cheek.

“Do it!”

She lifted her legs, bent at the knees to her chest and gradually spread them. He lifted the small white box from the bed and took something out of it but she couldn’t see what it was. He roughly shoved her legs further apart.

“Have you ever used an egg?”

“N-n-no.”

“You don’t even know what it is, do you?” he asked with a smile as he pushed something against her vagina.

“N-no.”

Her pussy started to open and she could feel him pushing something inside her.

“Remember the vibrator from last night?”

“Y-yes.”

“It’s similar to that. It’s called an egg because it’s shaped something like an egg. That’s what I’m putting in you.” With that she felt something hard and cold slip between her pussy lips and slide between her vaginal walls.

He picked up the white satin panties and put them over her feet pulling them up to her knees.

“Stand up,” he ordered.

She stood up and he reached down and pulled the panties the rest of the way up her body to cover her butt. He reached over and lifted the shirt from the bed and she realized it was a thin, gauzy material. He handed her the shirt.

“Put it on.

            She put the shirt on and started to button it. That’s when she realized it only had one button located right at her navel. She buttoned it anyway. He took her hand and led her a few steps away from the bed. It felt strange to walk with something so large inside her. He released her hand and stared at her.

            “Turn around. Let me see you.”

            She did as he instructed and slowly turned completely around, feeling his eyes on her the entire time. When she turned back to face him she noticed a bulge in his crotch again.

            “God, you’re beautiful, Cassie. Go sit down at the table. I’ll join you in a minute.”

            She walked across to the table getting used to the feel of the egg inside her. She sat in the chair he had put her in the evening before and waited. He picked up the box, removed a tiny remote control from it then threw the box away. He sat down at the table across from her an offered her a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon. He also set a glass of orange juice in front of her.

            “Did you sleep well?” he asked, lifting a bite of his eggs to his mouth.

            “Yes,” she whispered, not knowing what else to say even though she had barely slept.

            “I doubt that,” he commented as he picked up the tiny remote he had laid on the table next to his plate.

            She watched him play with the tiny device while he ate. She took a sip of her juice then another bite of her eggs. As she put the eggs in her mouth she felt a stirring in her vagina, causing her to flinch. She looked up in surprise.

            “Do you like it?”

            She didn’t but she knew she could say that.

            “Yes.”

            He smiled at her and continued with his breakfast as if nothing had happened. She tried to eat but her hands shook as she raised her fork to her mouth. Some how she managed to make through breakfast. He put his dishes on the counter next to the sink then moved back to the locked cabinet and removed another object.

            “Put your dishes on the sink when you’re finished,” he instructed as he resumed his seat at the table. “Then come over here.”

            She obediently put her dishes next to his then moved to stand in front of him.

            “Kneel down.”

            She nervously knelt in front of him thinking he wanted another blowjob. She kept her eyes on the floor and her hands on her knees, waiting for his next instructions.

            “Give me your hands.”

            She lifted her hands and stretched her arms out to him. He gently took her right hand in his hands and carefully examined her wrist, running his fingers lightly over the abrasions she had inflicted on herself from struggling in her bonds the previous night. He picked up a tube of ointment and spread a liberal amount on her wrist, tenderly rubbing it over the wounded areas.

            “You shouldn’t struggle so,” he said quietly. “The cuffs are padded and you still managed to hurt yourself.”

            He finished with the right wrist and moved to the left wrist.

            “Once the ointment has been absorbed do the dishes then you’re free to entertain yourself however you want for the rest of the morning. Since you’re wrists are sore I won’t be able to restrain you with the cuffs.”

            She stole a glance at him through her lashes. He stared hard at her.

            “I can’t let you roam around the room free though because I don’t want to walk in when I get back and have you attack me. How do you suggest I solve this problem?”

            “I won’t attack,” she replied softly.

            He reached out and placed his right index finger under her chin, gently lifting her face so that she looked at him.

            “You say that now but I know you aren’t truly committed to me yet.”

            “Please…”

            He lifted a green leather collar from the table causing her to suck in her breath.

            “No,” she whispered.

            “Don’t move.”

            He placed the collar around her neck and deftly fastened it in place with a tiny padlock. It was tight enough that she couldn’t get her fingers under it but loose enough to allow her to breath. He rose from his seat and moved to the bed. She could hear him moving around but couldn’t see what he was doing. She was surprised when he attached a chain to the collar around her neck. The other end of the chain was fastened to a bolt in the wall above the bed. It was long enough to allow her access to half the room. She could reach the bathroom area, the refrigerator, microwave, sink, table and several cabinets.

            “I’ll be back in a few hours. There are movies if you want to watch them. You can read any of the books and magazines as well.”

            He stepped up behind her and slipped his arms around her slim waist, pulling her to her feet. He fondled her breasts as he nuzzled her neck. Her hands went to the collar around her neck.

            “Please, don’t do this,” she whispered, tears crawling down her cheeks.

            He spun her around to face him.
            “It’s beautiful on you. It matches your eyes. And you’ll look so sexy tonight in just the collar.”

            He smiled evilly before he crushed her lips beneath his. His hands slid under her shirt, molesting her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples. He finally pulled away from her.

            “You keep me hard, Cassie. We’ll finish this tonight.”

            He moved past her to retrieve the remote from the table.

            “In the mean time, I hope you enjoy yourself.” He pressed a button on the remote and the speed on the egg vibrating inside her picked up. He smiled at her gasp. He reached around her to pinch and squeeze her right tit as he again increased the speed of the vibration. “Cum for, Cassie, before I have to go.”

            At another gasp from her he increased the speed to the highest level and laid the remote back on the table. He slid his free hand into her panties and began working on her clit. He stroked and pinched her clit in time with the pinches and twists to her breast. He was quickly rewarded by the screams of her climax. He kissed her neck before he released her.

            “You’re gorgeous when you cum, Cassie.”

            He lowered the speed of the vibration but he did not turn it off. He then locked the control in the cabinet.

            “Don’t forget to do the dishes.”

            He left the room while her chest was still heaving as she tried to recover from the orgasm he had induced.

            He thought about her all morning while he ran his errands. He couldn’t wait to get back to her. He had plans for tonight. This would be the night that he took her ass and her pussy. He stopped at the grocery store on the way home to pick up a few last minute items. He wanted tonight’s dinner to be special. He hurried into the shelter and started putting the items he had bought into the tiny freezer for later. He was irritated to see her curled up in a corner of the bed obviously crying. This has to be dealt with once and for all, he thought. He went to the locked cabinet, opened it and removed his supply of toys, setting the crate of items on the table then turned to the bed.

            “Cassie, get up.” When she didn’t respond he threatened her, “Cassie, get your ass off that bed. Don’t make me come over there and pull you off.”

            When she finally started to get up she didn’t move fast enough for him. He stalked over to her and yanked her up. He grabbed the box of tissues and threw it at her.

            “Dry your fucking eyes!”

            She slowly dried her eyes with a tissue and tried to quit crying.

            “I’m tired of you acting like a baby. You’re a grown woman, you need to start acting like one.”

            He grabbed the tissues from her and tossed them away.

            “Stop crying, goddamn it!”

            He ripped the shirt from her and tossed it away, the panties quickly followed. He grabbed a strange looking cuff harness from the crate on the table and fastened it to her arms just above her elbows, forcing her arms behind her back. He then pulled something small from the crate as well as an odd looking item that resembled a chastity belt with bumps on it. He shoved her onto the bed and rammed a small bullet-shaped item up her anus while she screamed wildly. He then slid the belt between her legs, fitting the nubs into her pussy and butt hole so she couldn’t push the egg vibrator or bullet out, quickly fastening it into place and locking it with a small padlock. She was jerked roughly to her feet and pushed away from the bed. He jerked her arms behind her back and bound them just above her elbows, causing her breasts to thrust forward.

            “Please, stop,” she begged softly.

            “Shut up. I’m just getting started.”

            His voice was as angry as his rough handling. He bent over and grabbed a long bar from under the bed. The bar had a cuff on each end which he fastened to her ankles forcing her legs several feet apart. He positioned her in front of the bed before taking a seat at the table, reaching out to take a remote control in each hand. He leaned back in his chair with a malevolent grin on his face.

            “You’re going to cum for me, Cassie. You’re going to cum, and cum, and cum, until I get tired of playing. You need to learn there’s no reason for you to continue to cry. If you want to cry, I’ll damn well give you a reason.”

            He pressed buttons on the controls and she felt the instruments inside her private areas jump into motion. They started at a slow rate but he quickly increased the speed and she was soon gripped in an orgasm. The first had barely passed before she was gripped by another. He started to laugh as she screamed into her third orgasm. Her legs trembled with the need to squeeze them shut but the spreader bar kept her open. After her fifth orgasm her knees gave way and she sank to the floor. He grabbed another toy from his crate and got to his feet. He strode over to her, reached down and grabbed her by her arm, lifting her back to her feet.

            “We’re not done yet, bitch.”

            “Please…”

            He quickly clamped a pair of nipple clamps onto each breast. They were connected by a thin wire and a third wire connected them to another clamp which he attached to her clit. She screamed as each clamp bit into her tender flesh. He stood back and admired his handy work.

            “Just wait, it gets even better,” he said menacingly.

            He went back to his chair and turned the vibrators back on. She moaned when the instruments started back up.

            “Here comes the fun part,” he teased.

            He picked up a third control and pressed a button. She screamed wildly as small shocks surged through her tits and clit. She immediately orgasmed again. He turned up the speed on the egg and bullet inside her as the charges pulsed through her. She screamed and moaned as she reached multiple orgasms finally collapsing again onto the floor, her chest heaving, her body covered in sweat. He put down the remotes and moved to her side again. He knelt next to her and let his hand play through her hair.

            “Please, Cassie, quit crying. Don’t make me punish you again. Next time it won’t be this pleasant.” He caught hold of her arms and lifted her to her feet. “Let’s get you cleaned up so we can eat dinner.”

            He released the cuffs on her arms and sat her on the edge of the bed. He released the cuffs on her feet and put the spreader bar back under the bed. He removed the collar from around her neck then gently pressed against her shoulders, pressing her down on the bed. When she had reclined back onto the bed he unlocked the belt from around her waist and removed it then removed the egg and bullet. He gathered his supplies and laid them in a bundle on her chair at the table. He went back to the bed and helped her to her feet.

            “Go get in the shower and wait for me,” he ordered as he turned her toward the toilet area. He gave her a gentle shove to send her on her way.

            Cassie moved on unsteady feet to the shower. She opened the shower door and stepped inside. Leaning against the side of the shower stall, she waited silently for him to come to her. He carefully cleaned his toys and put them away before stripping off his clothes and joining Cassie in the shower. He ignored her while he turned on the shower and adjusted the water temperature. When he was happy with the temperature he turned to her and turned her to face him. Her eyes remained downcast and she docilely obeyed him. He lifted the showerhead from the holder and sprayed down her body then replaced the showerhead. He picked up the soap and rubbed it between his hands getting them very soapy then he put it back on the soap dish and turned back to her. He gently ran his hands over her body, washing her with the soap on his hands, feeling the curves of her body as he went. He caressed, twisted and pinched her breasts and nipples before moving on to her stomach. He slowly lowered his hands to her hips then to her thighs. He let his hands wander between her legs.

            “Please, no more…I can’t…”

            He leaned his head down to kiss her forehead.

            “You don’t have to do anything right now, baby. I’ll take care of you.”

            He turned from her to rinse his hands then lifted the showerhead from the holder again. He gently rinsed the soap from her body again running his hands over her, following the water as he ran it down her form. He hung the showerhead back on its hook and re-soaped his hands. Leaning forward, he kissed her, forcing his tongue between her lips. He finally pulled back and stared at her before running his right index finger down along her cheek.

            “Turn around.”

            She silently obeyed his order and turned to face away from him. He began to wash her body again starting with her shoulders. He worked his way down her arms then moved to her back and slowly made his way down to her buttocks. When his washed her hips he slipped his hands down and pushed a finger into her anus, shoving her forward. She put her hands out and caught herself against the shower stall wall as she cried out.

            “Shhh.”

            He again rinsed his hands then took down the showerhead and rinsed the soap from her body. He re-hung the showerhead and turned back to her. He stepped close and reached around her to put his left hand over her tits, his right hand went to her pussy. He pinched and pulled on her nipples as he also rubbed her clit.

            “Please…I’m so sore…”

            “You’ll get used to it, baby. We do this often enough, you won’t be sore anymore,” he whispered as he fingered her pussy, mixing her juices with the water from the shower.

            He drew the wetness back to dampen her other hole and carefully probed it with his fingers. He put first one then two fingers up her anus as she moaned. Finally, he managed to get three fingers up her asshole. He slowly worked his fingers up and down inside her, finger fucking her butt.

            “You’re so damn tight,” he whispered in her ear. “I’m going to love fucking you in the ass.”

            “Please, no…don’t…”

            He ignored her pleas and removed his fingers, carefully lining up his prick with her asshole and pressed forward. He grabbed her hips and leaned into her forcing his penis further into her anus. She squirmed and yelled trying to pull away from him.

            “Don’t fight me,” His voice had a menacing tone that made her freeze.

            He continued to push inside of her, holding her hips firmly in his hands. She whimpered and squirmed but no longer tried to pull away. He gave a final hard lunge and felt his tool slip fully into her gut as she cried out.

            “God, Cassie, you feel so good,” he crooned. He slid his hands up her body to again grab hold of her boobs. He worked his hands over her chest as he held his prick inside her for a few minutes. He moved his right hand down to rub her clit, continuing to pinch and twist her nipples. He slowly started to slide in and out of her. “I love you, Cassie. You feel so good.”

            She whimpered and moaned as he continued to fuck her ass. His hands worked over her tits and pussy as he slid his dick in and out of her asshole. His moans became louder as his tempo increased. She fought back tears when the pain intensified. He finally grabbed her to him and held tightly as he shot his load deep inside her. He slumped against her, breathing hard. He stood against her, his hands cupping her breasts until his member finally shrank, relaxed and slid from her anus. He kissed her ear and moved his lips down along her neck to her shoulder before pulling away.

            “That was incredible, baby,” he whispered, running his hands through her hair.

            He turned back to the water and lifted the showerhead from its hook. He took the soap and, with the showerhead in hand, turned back to Cassie. He sprayed her back with the water paying particular attention to her ass then hung the showerhead back on its hook. Soaping up his hands again he washed her back again then rinsed her off once more, carefully cleaning her butt. He then lifted a bottle of shampoo from the shelf, wet down her hair and shampooed it then rinsed it. Turning her to face him he stared down at her for a moment before covering her lips with his. He then turned off the water and opened the door to the shower stall.

            “Let’s get dried off and I’ll fix dinner.”

            He guided her out of the shower stall and lifted a large towel from a nearby shelf. He toweled her dry then wrapped a towel around her hair. He dried himself and hung up the towel he had used.

            “Why don’t you dry your hair while I get supper going, alright?”

            “Okay.”

            She went to stand in front of the sink and began brushing out her hair. He went to the kitchen area and pulled two small boxes of frozen lasagna from the tiny freezer along with a small box of frozen garlic bread. He began to heat the meal while Cassie dried her hair. She finished just as he set the meal on the table. He looked up when she laid the hairdryer back on the counter.

            “God, you’re beautiful.”

            He strode across the room and ran his hands through her freshly washed hair. He planted his lips against hers. He slowly pulled back and stood staring down at her.

            “Are you hungry?”

            “Yes,” she lied.

            “Do you like lasagna?”

            “Yes.”

            “Good. I want this evening to be special. Do you prefer white or red wine?”

            “I like white wine. Red wine makes me sick.”

            He smiled as he led her to the table. “I thought you’d be a white wine lady.”

            When she sat down at the table he placed a glass of white wine next to her plate. He quickly retreated to his seat after getting a glass of wine for himself. They ate the dinner in relative silence, only soft music from the stereo kept them company. When they finished he took their dishes to the sink and put them down. He returned to the table and took her left elbow in his hand, lifting her to her feet. He picked up the collar and replaced it around her neck then led her to the bed.

            “Sit down. I’ll put a movie in for us.”

            She sat down on the edge of the bed and waited while he inserted a movie into the DVD player. He removed his shirt, shoes and socks and sat down next to her. Once he started the movie he leaned into the corner against the wall and pulled her to him. He slipped his left arm around her bare shoulders so his hand rested against her breast, his fingers idly played with her nipple as the movie started. Halfway through the movie he pushed her aside so he could stand up and get undressed. He re-claimed his seat next to her and pulled her against his side again. His left arm was again draped over her shoulder and his fingers again went to her nipple. She had laid her hands primly in her lap, her legs stretched out across the bed, her ankles crossed, her head rested in the crook of his neck. He reached over with his right hand and pulled her right hand over to his lap. He wrapped her fingers around his prick and slowly ran her hand up and down his tool. He leaned his head back against the wall, moaning softly.

            “I’ve always loved Casablanca,” he said softly. “It’s one of my favorite movies.”

            “It’s a good movie,” she whispered.

            They watched the rest of the movie in silence. He caressed her breast while working her hand over his tool as it grew stiff again. When the movie ended he switched off the television and turned to pull her into his arms, reclining back onto the bed.

            “You’re so beautiful, Cassie. I still can’t believe we’re finally together.” He pressed his lips to hers and forcefully kissed her for several minutes before finally pulling away. His hands wandered through her hair as he stared into her eyes, whispering to her. “You’re wrists still look tender. I don’t want to cuff you again but I need to restrain you. What I have planned for tonight will hurt you. I’m sorry for that. It’ll only for a minute. I promise it’ll get better. Once your hymen is broken, it’ll feel good.”

            He kissed her again and let his hands move to her breasts before shifting their positions so she was lying flat on her back. His hands traveled back up to wrap around her lower jaw and neck.

            “I need to fasten the collar down, baby. I’ll be as gentle as I can.”

            “Please, I won’t fight, I promise.”

            “I’m sorry, baby. I have to. You won’t be able to help it this first time.” He stared down into her eyes as he connected her collar to a chain bolted to the head of the bed. “I won’t tie your arms, okay?”

            “Please.”

            “Do you want the blindfold?” he asked as he caressed her face.

            She shook her head. “Please, don’t.”

            “Okay, we won’t use it.” He smiled down at her as climbed on top of her, forcing her legs apart and slipping between them. “I love you, baby.”

            He covered her mouth with his and forced his tongue between her teeth. His left hand fondled her tits, his right hand slid down between her legs and began to tease her clit. He pinched and squeezed her nipples in rhythm with her clit as his swollen prick prodded her wet pussy. Slowly, he started to push his member inside her, causing her to draw her breath in sharply.

            “Relax, Cassie. It won’t hurt so much if you relax, baby,” he whispered in her ear.

            He continued to let his hands roam over her as his slid further into her cunt. He moved slowly, allowing her time to adjust to his intrusion. He kissed and nibbled on her neck and ear, his hand working on her breasts and clit. He pushed in further, feeling his dick hit the resistance of her hymen he slowed his thrusts. He leaned forward and kissed her lips.

            “I love you, Cassie,” he whispered before thrusting viciously, breaking through her hymen in one plunge.

            She screamed and grabbed his shoulders, trying to push him away, her legs thrashing wildly against the bed. His hands held her hips firmly, once through her barrier he stopped his thrusts and remained still for a moment, waiting for her pain to pass.

            “Oh, God, please stop,” she begged, fighting tears. “It hurts so bad. Please, stop, please.”

            He leaned forward again to kiss her trembling lips.

            “It won’t always hurt, Cassie. Just this once, baby. Believe me, I’ll make you forget the pain in a minute.”

            “Please, stop.”

            “Not now, baby. I’m already halfway there. Even if I wanted to, there’s no way I could stop now. But I don’t want to, Cassie. I love you and I’ve waited so long to fuck you. I’m not stopping now.”

            He waited another moment then started his thrusting again. She cried out but he ignored her cries and pleas. His hands went back to working on her nipples and clit in rhythm with his thrusts. He started slow, gradually picking up speed. She soon forgot the pain and noticed a strange, warm, tingling sensation spreading up from her groin. Her hands slid down his back from his shoulders to his hips, her fingernails pressing into his flesh as he thrust into her. He smiled as her hips began to lift to meet his thrusts. When she finally cried out and her vagina clutched his penis he could hold back no longer. He grunted loudly and shot his load into her. Fully spent, he collapsed on top of her. They both lay panting for several minutes before he finally rolled away to lie next to her.

"What? What’d you say, you spic motherfucker? Speak American, dammit!"

"Ye-ah. That’s what I thought. Keep on walkin’. Pussy."

The man grunts, ignoring the child’s prattle. There was a time when he acted much the same way, and if the boy wasn’t so annoying, his bravado might almost be amusing.

"Hey!" The boy peers at the boxes, curious. "What’choo got there, man? Huh?"

A puff of steam escapes the man’s lips into the chill air. He compresses his lips into a tight, pale line, getting control of himself. He awkwardly balances the boxes on a raised knee and gropes for the heavy key ring that jangles from his belt. The man lists from side to side and bounces on the ball of his foot, struggling to keep his balance.

The boxes stay put, and he unlocks the door and kicks it open.

"Hey! You spic fuck! I asked you a question! Hey! Hey!"

The man tumbles inside and sets the boxes on the floor, then quickly shuts the flimsy wood door and locks the deadbolt, blocking out the boys’ vulgarity. He wipes his hands and stretches, then walks through the tiny, one-bedroom apartment and pulls down the window blinds before he switches on the kitchen light.

A spark shoots from the bare light bulb that dangles from the ceiling. The man squints as the light flickers and slowly illuminates the meager room. He rubs his stubby fingers over a thick, black mustache and the bristly stubble covering his chin and neck.

When his eyes adjust to the dim light, he unclips a folding knife from his belt and cuts through the packing tape. He puts away the knife, opens the flaps of the larger box, and digs around until he finds a small instruction manual.

The man pulls out the contents of each box and organizes the equipment on a cheap Formica dining table, setting up a desktop computer as he reads the manual. He disconnects a cheap phone and an answering machine and plugs a cord into the modem slot on the back of the computer. The man grins and shrugs out of his faded green fatigue jacket, and carefully places it on the back of a rickety old dinette chair. He takes a black plastic shopping bag from the counter, sets it next to him on the table, and sits down on the edge of the chair, pulling a ream of white printer paper from the bag. He inserts a bit into the top of a new printer, and watches the monitor screen, tapping his foot expectantly on the peeling vinyl floor, and waits.

Dark. No power.

The little man frowns and checks the manual again. He matches the diagrams in the manual to the buttons on each machine and pokes the on/off buttons for the hard drive and the monitor.

Nothing.

Puzzled, the man flips through the manual again, then stands and peers around in the boxes. He smacks his forehead with the palm of his hand and swears.

He pulls out two bundled power cords that were hidden away in the packing material. He plugs them into an electrical outlet on the baseboard, next to the phone line.

He pushes the power button again and his lined face breaks into a smile as the hard drive whines and rattles. The computer blinks on, booting up. The smile grows and he turns on the printer, then reaches behind him and takes several folded pieces of yellow legal paper from his jacket pocket. He smoothes them out on the table and moves the mouse around on its pad, getting a feel for it. He pulls a diskette from the bag, locates the drive it fits into, and clicks on one of the little pictures on the screen. He jumps a bit, then smiles happily as the modem blasts to life.

The man follows the directions written on the paper, pecking carefully away at the keyboard, and sets up an anonymous email account. When he finishes, he rubs his moist palms off on his pant legs and pulls a rumpled porno magazine from the bag, a locally published magazine that he’d purchased at a strip club the night before. He chews on his lip and flips to the back, searching the advertisements and ignoring the lewd pictures of the naked women and the naked men, until he finds the particular add he’s looking for.

The man grins again, reads more of his notes, and pecks away until a website appears in the monitor. He leans over the table and scans the magazine ad intently, comparing the print from the page to the picture the screen.

He mouths the words that are lushly scripted in black and gold against a field of satin pink.