Her name was Stephanie, but she preferred to be called Steph, she was 15 and quite tall about 5’6 the same as me, she was skinny and has luxurious brown hair down to the centre of her back, my god was she good looking.

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The first time I met her was when I was on a paper round and I threw it to her door and she came out in skimpy hot pants and a tight tank top, I couldn’t believe my eyes, I was thinking ‘I’ve got to stop staring, what if she notices’ but it was a bit late for that, she looked up at me noticed I was looking and blushed she went all red, it was so cute.

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Later on a friend said he would introduce me to her since he new her for a little while now, I said sure! In excitement of meeting that beautiful girl, I was one year older than her, that made me 16. Me and Steph got along really well we became best of friends id tell her my secrets and she would do the same.

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One night I stayed late over her house her mum was out down the pub with her step dad, her real dad lived over in America she said she sees him occasionally but I have never seen her leave, anyway back to they story, it was getting late and I said I should leave but she said she was scared and would prefer it if I would stay, I thought to myself she’s not scared she just wants me to be with her aww how cute. So I indeed agreed to stay with her till her mum came home.

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We were watching some horror film on TV it was just her excuse to cuddle up to me, I really liked her and we were always messing about with each other such as pillow fights or play wrestles. She said she was getting tired and was going to change and come back down. At this point I was getting kind of horny that I was at her house cuddling up to her while her mum was out at like 12:00pm.

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I heard her coming down the stairs I wanted to take a peek at what she was wearing, as she came down the stairs and into the hall I peeked through a gap in the door she was only in her bra and panties I was shocked her body was golden tanned and so curvy and slim, she turned around to pick up her dressing gown from the floor and I could see her tight ass cheeks bursting from the red silk g-string, from there on I knew something was going to happen.

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She came in and sat by me, she rested her head on my chest and I put my arm around her, I put my other arm across my lap to try to hide my bulging cock. She looked up at me and said “ Is there something wrong babes” I quickly replied “ no, no nothing” with a quiver in my voice. She said, “ I know you and there’s something up with you”. I knew she was right I was so horny sat next to her I could barely hold it in, I felt like I was going to explode. I said I was just going to nip to the bathroom real quick, ‘I needed to cool off ’ lets just say I didn’t get a chance to do that. As I stood up her and slid off me and hit my ragingly hard cock, she new straight away what she hit and she quietly giggled, “that’s what’s wrong” she said, “your horny aren’t you...” with a slight pause she said “Can I touch it”. ‘Omg! I can’t believe what I’m hearing, I was in heaven to hear her utter those words.’ “Uh…if you...uh want to yea” I stumbled out of my trembling mouth.

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I sat back down next to her, she started to unbutton my jeans and pull down the zipper, I was so hard right now I didn’t know what to expect. She removed the bulging cock from my pants, and licked the head teasing me as she did it, I was in pure bliss. she said “I’ve never done this before you know but I’m sure I can please you, he..he” she giggled cutely. She started to slide the shaft of my cock deep in her mouth it was about 7” long and about 4” wide, it was quite big considering I was only 16, I felt it touch the back of her throat it wasn’t all the way in but I assumed it would stop there, she carried on pushing it deeper into her mouth she was just about now gagging when she reached my balls. Omg! It felt soooooo good, I tried to tell her I was going to cum through moans she just said “shut up and enjoy it, I’m gunna be your little slut, Ill swallow all your hot cum” This made me so horny I just blew my load in her mouth she slapped her lips in satisfaction as she swallowed every last drop. Id never seen this side to her before but I was loving it.

She removed her head from my penis and up to my face, she gazed at me as if she were in bliss, she set her head back on my chest and played with my cock.

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About ten minuets later, I started to get hard again, “finally!” she exclaimed, she looked up at me with those bright blue puppy dog eyes and she said “ I want you to fuck me Paul, I want your big hard cock inside me, I want you to be my first before my mum gets home”. ‘Did I just hear what I think I heard she wants me to FUCK her! Wow! I slapped myself as if I was trying to wake myself up’ she looked at me puzzled, “ I’m either dead and in heaven or I’m asleep, I’m trying to work out which” I said. She giggled and said that it was all real, as she kissed me passionately, my tongue probed her sweet lips, we explored each others mouths for the next ten mins or so, when she sat up on me legs around my waist and said “its time now I want your big cock inside me, I want to be your little fuck slut.” She proclaimed, of course I didn’t refuse. I started to undress, she the same she helped me pull off my top and jeans and I did the same for her, I didn’t realise here tits were so firm and round she was a high B, at 15 that was quite big, as I unclasped them they bounced out as if they were aching to be freed. I cupped her breast in my hand and played with her nipple she let out a soft moan and said “Oh yes keep playing with my tits it feels sooo good, suck my nipple please oh yes!” so I did exactly what I was told I began to suck her erect nipple, I looked up and said “uh... Slight problem” she immediately replied, “ What what’s wrong hunny” “well… I don’t have a condom with me” I said with a sad face, her face lit up with joy “All the better then I guess” she laughed as she said it. Who was I to argue with her?

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I slid down to her stomach and further and further until I reached her red silky g-string, I slowly pulled it down over her ankles and I threw it onto the arm chair, and there it was right in front of me her bald, sweet, tight, pink pussy right in front of my eyes I couldn’t believe it, almost touching my face I thought I was going to blow my load right there and then, “ Hold it in babes I want you inside me first hehe” she said. I gently slid my tongue between her lips and up to her clit. I easily sucked at it as she let out both a moan and a sigh of relief of her horny feeling. I carefully slid my tongue to the entrance of her wet pussy, I began to penetrate her with my tongue, she screamed with joy  “That’s it babes ram that tongue in my tight wet pussy” she said in sheer joy. I slid a finger inside her tight pussy its felt so warm and wet, I couldn’t wait to get my shaft deep inside her, one finger then two, then I tried for a third but she wasn’t ready for it and it was just too tight for the third, I put my other hand around the back to rub her beautiful ass so tight and soft as it jiggled when I shook it, “Go on” she said “slide a finger in my tight ass, I want it to pleasure me, I want you to pleasure me” she yelled I did as I was asked, her pussy was tight but nothing in comparison to her tight virgin ass.

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I got up and led her down on the sofa and flopped out my enormously hard cock and aimed it at her pussy, “ Are you sure you want me to take your virginity because once its in there’s no turning back” I said with a smile on my face, she reassured me it was what she wanted, so I slid the head of my tool on the lips of her tight young teen vagina, teasing her as I went. After a short bit of teasing I slowly pushed the head of my cock into her pussy, it was so wet and tight, she gasped “ Oh yes! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!!!” she yelled, and with a swift push I rammed all 7” deep inside her, she yelped and cried a little but she wouldn’t let me stop because she was in pain, she yelled for me to fuck her deeper and faster I knew I was going to cum and didn’t want to get her pregnant. “Oh fuck yes I’m going to cum, I wanna cum all over your dick.” She shouted. “Hold yours in a little longer” she said, then she cummed I felt her pussy tense up as she screamed with joy, all the warm liquid running down my shaft if felt so good. “I’m gunna cum now” I said. “Cum in my little tight virgin ass” she replied, I quickly removed my cock from her pussy and lubed up my cock with her juices and quickly thrusted it into her ass, she screamed in pain and pleasure I couldn’t believe how tight and innocent her sweet ass was, I cummed almost instantly as I rocked my hips back and forward to penetrate deep into her ass. “ That was the best time of my life,” she whispered in my ear. “ Mine too I said. you’re so beautiful” I said, she replied with only a kiss on the lips and we just led there my cock throbbing against her stomach as she led on me, we were exhausted but we both new we needed to clean up and take a shower.

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I knew this wasn’t going to be the last time I seen Steph, in this way… I didn’t even know if anything might go on in the shower.

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But that’s another story!….

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This was a true story, which was actually the time I lost my virginity. I hoped you liked it this was my first story and feedback would be appreciated if you want to then give me a e-mail on paul_ud@hotmail.com

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I headed to the washroom and Cindy entered the store we had been standing in front of. I walked past the masses of people streaming by me on a Saturday afternoon out for leisurely afternoon at the mall. I arrived at the washroom and pushed the door open. I walked into the bathroom and walked through the privacy hall. I turned the corner and the bathroom stalls appeared. The washroom seemed to be pretty empty for being a women’s washroom with no one standing in line, washing their hands at the counter or even the sound of urine trickling into the toilets.

 

Happy to see no line up I hurried to one of the bathroom stalls and pushed open the door. I took a look down at the toilet seat to see if it was clean. The seat looked to be clean and the water inside the toilet also looked clean. So I turned and shut the stall door behind me. Like always I grabbed several pieces of toilet paper and carefully spread them out a crossed the entire surface of the black toilet seat. I lowered my tight fitting jeans and my lacey yellow underwear and began my business on the toilet seat; making sure not even an inch of my body touched the toilet seat, all the while holding my purse in my hand not wanting to get it dirty on the floor.

 

With my bladder seeming satisfied with being emptied, I stood up and pulled up my pants. I turned and bent over flushing the toilet. I turned around again and unlock the bathroom stall door. As I slowly swung the open; it still appeared that the bathroom was empty and I began to step out in the bathroom.

 

As I entered the doorway of the stall I could a glimpse of someone standing to the left of the stall. I turned my head as I came out of the doorway and got a full glimpse of who was standing there. I fully expected it to be women standing there, but to my shock and disbelief it was man! I began to say to the man, “What are you doing in here?”

 

Before any words could come out though, he lunged forward pushing me with his right hand back into the stall while using his left hand to cover my mouth. My purse fell as the man pushed me against the door of the stall and his left hand covered my mouth, pining my head against the door. I continued to struggle but he over powered me. With his right hand he spun me around roughly against his body and briefly took his hand from my mouth before putting it back over it again. He pulled me tightly to his body with only his right arm and shoved me further into the bathroom stall. He bent me slightly forward, still with me struggling and kicked the stall door shut with his left foot. He jerked me upright again, pulling my head against his shoulder. He whispered in my right ear, “Cooperate and you won’t get hurt! You scream or you fight you’ll regret this!”

 

I stood, held tightly against his body, quivering in fear waiting to hear what he would say next, hoping he only wanted money. “Do you understand what I just said?” he asked in an assertive voice. I nodded my head yes in response. “Good!” he said as his grip around my mouth loosened slowly. He slowly withdrew his hand from around my head and jerked me around facing the bathroom door. He pushed the stall door closed and locked it. He then turned me around again facing the toilet.

 

“Now all I want you to do is take off your pants!” he said quietly. I remained silent for a moment with horrifying thoughts of this man raping me in the bathroom stall. I quietly replied to him, “No!” Within a second of my answer I found myself being thrown against the left side of the bathroom stall. The man firmly held onto my waist as he through me into the wall and then pinned his upper body against mine. His left arm once again found itself wrapped around my head; again covering my mouth and pinning my head against the wall awkwardly.

 

He leaned his head forward against the side of my face and whispered in my ear, “You see what happens when you don’t cooperate?” He paused for a moment before whispering again to me, “Your pants are coming off one way or another! I don’t think you want me to have to rip them off or else I’m going to be a very angry man! And if I’m an angry man you’re going to be sore for a long time! So are you going to take off your pants like a good little girl?” The man lifted his hand from my mouth just enough so I could speak.

 

I was scared and desperate to get out of the situation and pondered for a moment about what I was going to do. Finally I answered, “What if I’m a virgin?” The man remained silent for a moment and then spoke into my ear again, “Even better for me! I’ll just have to be that much gentler, if you cooperate! But I don’t think you’re a virgin though. A hot little number like you? You can’t be! You must have thousands of men lined up at your door to fuck a hot little bitch like you!”

 

My heart sank as I realized that my ploy didn’t work as he saw right through it. It wasn’t surprising really as I had already lost my virginity and I was in my mid twenties.

“Now are you going to cooperate?” he asked again, “This is the last time I’m going to ask!” I paused for another moment thinking about the alternatives for the situation and then swallowed hard as I answered, “Yes.” As I submitted to his demands tears began to fill my eyes and his grip around my face was removed.

 

            I felt the weight of his upper body remove from mine and his right arm pulling me off of the bathroom stall wall as he backed up. His right arm released me from his grip and I stood frozen in shock and freight with my back to him. “Turn around!” he ordered quietly. I did as he said and turned around as the first tear rolled down my left cheek. “Take off your pants!” he ordered again. I reluctantly undid the button on my pants and slowly undid the zipper, revealing my yellow underwear beneath. I couldn’t possibly look this stranger in the eye but I knew as I undressed his eyes stared at his new toy. Slowly pulled down my underwear and jeans to my ankles and stood up again. “All the way!” he barked. I once again bent down and was forced to remove my shoes to get off my pants and underwear. With my pants off I went to place my shoes back on my feet as not to get myself anymore dirty than I had to. “Leave them off!” the man spoke up again.

 

            Not wanting anymore trouble with the man I stood up with only my shirt and socks covering my body. I continued to stare at the floor and wiping the tears from my eyes as the man stared at my nether region, fully exposed for him to see. We both stood silent for a moment until the man stepped forward and whispered into my ear, “I love a women who keeps herself clean down there. Just for that I won’t be as rough down there like I usually am like on those old whores who never shave down there!” “Great!” I thought to myself, “You’re real nice!” Expecting the next step to be raping me I started to turn around. His right hand grabbed my left arm and twisted me back around. “Not so fast, take off your shirt!” Wishing that this would hurry up and end I pulled my shirt over my head and dropped it on top of my pants already on the floor. “Your bra to!” he said. Reluctantly, I reached behind my back and unhooked my lacey black bra. I pulled the straps from my shoulders and my breasts fell free. I dropped my bra on the pile and just stood there as the man looked me over.

 

            As I looked toward the ground the man grabbed his shirt and dropped it to the ground. He man leaned forward again and whispered in my ear, “Your body is amazing! Now undo my pants and look at mine!”

 

            I felt disgusted at the prospect of having to undo his pants, assisting in my own rape. I reluctantly undid the button to his jeans and then his zipper, revealing his white briefs underneath. “Pull them down!” he chirped. Even more disgusted now I pulled down his underwear and pants at the same time. As I pulled down his underwear his penis started to appear. It tried not looking at it but it was impossible to ignore it as it popped out, freed from its prison. As I knelt down to remove his pants, his cock dangled in front of me, taughting me. Is he removed his legs from the pants his semi erect cock swung about in front of my face.

 

With his pants removed, I began to stand up but was stopped by the man. “How does it look?” he quizzed. I kept my eyes peeled to the floor until he took his hand and raised my chin. “How does it look?” he asked again. Forced to look at his penis now, my eyes looked it over, to see what was going in me. His cock only semi erect was still fairly small in length but was the thickest cock in had ever seen. It must have been almost two inches wide with only half of an erection. The man was uncircumcised and most of the skin still covered the head of his thick penis. The mans testicles hung fairly low from his body and the majority of his pubic hair was shaven back in his crotch.

 

“How does it look?” the man asked again. “Good!” I replied hearing a more serious tone in his voice. “Stroke my cock!” he demanded quietly. Slowly I brought my right hand up and grapes a hold of his thick member and started to slowly jerk him off with my hand. As I jerked him off I could feel his cock growing bigger and getting harder. For certain his cock was the thickest I’d had ever seen as it grew even wider as his erection grew. The length of his cock however was a different story thought as it had only grown to about five and a half inches.

 

“Stand up!” he said. I did as he said and stood in front of him. He grabbed my left arm and turned my around facing the toilet and then said, “Bend over!” I bent slightly over at the waist, spreading my legs partially and supported myself with my hands resting on my thighs. I looked over my shoulder and saw the man move towards me. I felt his hips crash into my buttocks and his hands forcefully bend me down over the toilet. I quickly planted my hands on the black toilet seat so I didn’t fall forward and felt disgusted that my hands had just touched who knows what on the toilet seat.

 

With his naked hips buried into my butt cheeks he bent over top of me and reached under me. I could feel his hand go between my legs and reach for his cock. I felt his feet tap my leg so I would open further. I slowly spread my legs further apart and then felt the touch of meaty flesh touch my pussy lips.

 

I felt the man wiggle his dick in between my pussy lips and then he removed his hand from between my legs and thrust forward into my butt checks. I felt my lips spread more as his cock bored deeper into my pussy. I felt the weight of his upper body lift from my back; his hands plant themselves on my hips and then felt the man slowly push himself deeper into my pussy.

 

I felt my vagina start to stretch as the full thickness of his cock entered me. He pulled out and thrust in again, causing pain to shoot through my body as my pussy stretched to new lengths. “Ahhh!” I whimpered in pain and tears filled my eyes. The man thrust out and back in again, digging deeper into my pussy and stretching it even more causing me to whimper again quietly. I could feel him getting deeper in each time he thrust in. I could feel my vagina widen as his thick meat pushed its way in.

 

In and out he went several times until I felt his balls softly bang against my body. I felt a sense of relief that he couldn’t stuff anymore of himself in me. With his cock in seemingly deep as it could go I felt him pull back and then thrust in again, harder this time. His hips slapped against my buttocks and his balls bounced off of my pussy. “Ahhh!” I whimpered out again as pain rushed through my body again from such a forceful thrust. He pulled back again and thrust in hard again. “Ahhh!” I exclaimed again as my pussy expanded in pain.

 

In and out, in and out he went, every time causing me to verbally explode in pain as I grimaced from his thick member penetrating my pussy. The pace increased as he got into a rhythm and our bodies rocked backed on forth. Each time the sound of his hips slapping against my butt and his balls smacking off of my vagina.

He then suddenly stopped and pulled himself from out of my throbbing pussy. He turned me around and shoved me down onto the toilet. Confused about what he was doing I sat on the seat of the toilet hoping this was the end. Instead he pushed me gently back on the toilet seat and grabbed my legs. As my legs rouse up in the air and my body leaned back further towards the toilet I remember seeing his thick erect cock shinning in the light, coated with fluid.

 

Suddenly the man jerked me horizontally a crossed the toilet seat, leaving me hanging over the open toilet bowl on my back. The man got down on his knees and crawled back in between my legs being held in the air. I felt his cock dangle back and forth across my pussy and then I felt him push it back in again. As I looked down between my legs and saw his thick cock slowly disappear into my pussy as he pushed in and then reappear as it came out again. He thrust in and out as I watched helplessly with my legs in the air. He only thrust in and out of me for a few moments and then changed our position again.

 

The man stood up and grabbed a hold of my thighs. He roughly jerked my hips into the air causing my head to slide further into the center toilet, allowing the ends of my hair to fall into the water of the toilet. I reached back and pulled my hair out from the toilet bowl as the man spread my legs and bent down over me. He then lowered himself down to my pussy and began thrust in and out of me again, this time from above.

 

As he drove himself in my thighs pushed against his hands holding my hips in the air.  As he pushed himself in and out I could see my pussy lips stretching back and forth around his thick. Again within only a few pumps into my pussy he changed our position again.

 

He stood up and pulled me up from my precarious position. He then sat down on top of the toilet seat and leaned back. He pulled me down on top of him and forced his cock back up into me. He made me bounce up and down on his thick rod. The sounds of our bodies colliding filled the air of the empty bathroom.

 

Then I heard the bathroom door open and footsteps walk across the floor. The man pulled me back against his body with his cock still stuck inside of me and said to me, “Don’t make a peep!” I didn’t move as we listened to the footsteps on the floor and then followed by a voice, “Alice! Are you in here?” It was Cindy!

 

The man must have seen me perk up and said to me, “If that’s your friend, answer her. You’re alright.” With his instructions I answered back to Cindy, “Yeah, I’m in here!” “Are you alright?” she asked. As I sat on top of the man I could feel his erection starting to fade. “I’m alright!” I answered reluctantly. “I thought there might be something wrong seeing you’re taking so long?” she said. “No, I’m alright!” I replied. “Ok!” she replied, “I’ll be waiting at the store then!” “Ok!” I replied.

 

We listened as Cindy walked across the floor and out the door. The man then suddenly pushed me off of him and he stood up behind me. “Get down on your knees and bend over the toilet!” he said. I followed his orders and kneeled over the toilet.

 

The man got behind me and spread my legs as he climbed in between them. I could feel his cock poke my pussy again and then separate my lips. I felt forcefully drive his hips into me and roughly drive his thick penis into my throbbing cunt. He quickly began driving himself back and forth deep into my pussy. As his hips crashed into my body I was sent flying forward over the toilet and then pushed back as he withdrew. Over and over her thrust abusively into my stretched and ravaged pussy. He grabbed my hair and pulled it towards him like he was riding me like a horse. Thrust after painful thrust in fucked my pussy.

 

Then finally he pulled my hair tight and smashed his hips into my ass. Tears filled my eyes as his penis exploded inside me, filling me full of his seed. As he shot his load into me I could feel his thick member gyrate as wave after wave of cum my pussy. With his load now emptied inside me he thrust in gently, back and forth. Milking me for everything I was worth.

 

He then withdrew his thick cock from me and told me not to move. I looked behind me with tears falling down my cheeks to see the man getting dressed. The man then climbed back over and whispered in my ear, “Thanks for the fuck!”

 

He then opened the door to the stall and I heard the bathroom door open as he exited. I climbed from my knees and surveyed the damage he had done to pussy. My pussy throbbed from being stretch so far and my pussy lips were fairly red from the friction of his cock. I also had some of his cum leaking out from my ravaged pussy.

 

So I cleaned myself up and left the bathroom. I acted as nothing happened in the bathroom but on the inside I knew I was a changed woman. I won’t know how changed of a woman I actually was until years later when I met that same man again.

 

Donning his trendiest outfit one Friday night, Marshall plucked up the courage to visit the hot singles bar he had been reading about in the papers. After paying the outrageous cover charge he was immediately assaulted by the bright lights, pulsating music and the somehow intoxicating scent of intermixed cologne and perfume emanating from the masses of sweaty bodies writhing on the dance floor. Marshall nearly turned on his heel to retreat from the cacophony but then remembered his resolution. “Tonight I am getting laid” he repeated to himself over and over. It was to become his mantra for the evening.

Marshall couldn’t face the dance floor so he went to the quieter bar and managed to find a seat. He ordered a drink and turned around to survey the place. It was wild. He had never seen so many low-cut dresses, short skirts and bare midriffs. After a while Marshall turned his attention back to the bar. Seated two stools down was a cute woman. Not a fashion model knockout by any stretch of the imagination, but very pretty. She was about 5’4” tall and well proportioned, with brown hair and blue eyes. Sneaking several glances her way Marshall also decided she had very nice tits beneath her v-neck sweater. Plucking up his courage, Marshall walked over and said: “did it hurt?”

“What?”

“Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” (page 46)

The woman laughed, which made Marshall blush. Now what do I say he thought. Luckily the woman broke the ice.

“That was very cute. My name’s Brandi.”

“I’ve never said such a thing before. I’m MMMarshall.” (Oh my god, did I just stutter?!)

“I bet not” said Brandi with a wink. “That’s what made it cute. Usually I just shoot down the guys who try that old crap.”

“Well, I’m kind of new at this but I really wanted to check this place out tonight.” Wow, thought Marshall , this woman is easy to talk to. The book was right.

Brandi and Marshall chatted for about an hour. It turned out that Brandi was in town for a reunion with old classmates. They hadn’t wanted to go out that night so she was by herself. Brandi leaned into Marshall and said “I can tell this isn’t really your scene. Would you like to walk me back to my hotel?”

Marshall remembered his mantra from earlier and thought things were going just like the book said they would. “Sure, let’s go”.

Once at Brandi’s door she stood on her tiptoes and kissed Marshall on the mouth. “Would you like to come in?” she said in a husky voice.

“Sure!”

Once inside things moved at a rapid pace. In fact, Marshall was a bit shocked at how quickly Brandi was coming on to him. But he wasn’t about to complain! The room was a suite and Brandi led him through the living area into the bedroom. She quickly started taking off Marshall ’s belt and unbuttoning his designer jeans. He was rapidly getting excited. Brandi was pleasantly surprised as she removed Marshall ’s shirt, then boxer shorts. “My, my, my I can see I’ve made a good choice” she said. “You’ve got to be at least 9” long and I can’t even get my hand around the shaft. And your balls are enormous!” Marshall blushed at such compliments about his manhood. He knew he was bigger than average but had never really thought of that as an advantage. Brandi knelt and quickly took him in her mouth. Marshall was in ecstasy! In almost no time he felt his balls contract and cock twitch as he shot his load into Brandi’s more than willing mouth.

“Sssorry” Marshall mumbled at his lack of control.

“Don’t worry sweetie” Brandi purred after swallowing every drop. “You just need a little more practice, that’s all. How would you like to try something a bit kinky?”

A little embarrassed by his performance so far, Marshall agreed. Laying him down on the bed Brandi grabbed a couple of fur-lined straps from the nightstand.

“Whoa, you weren’t kidding were you?” said Marshall with a little trepidation. This was completely unexpected, and he didn’t remember seeing a chapter on bondage in his book.

Slowly tracing her tongue around Marshall ’s nipples Brandi said: “I can tell you are up for something new. What do you say?”

“Welllll, okay. But not too tight.”

Once tying his hands securely she leaned over and whispered in his ear “have I got a surprise for you stud.” Marshall was curious as Brandi put a blindfold over his eyes and wordlessly left the room. In the silence that followed Marshall began to get a little nervous. Then he heard several voices in the other room. What was going on and how had he gotten himself in this predicament he wondered to himself. Stupid book! The voices were all female, and they were coming into the bedroom! How embarrassing to be seen like this.

 

“What’s going on?” Marshall cried out.

 

Brandi sat down on the bed next to Marshall ’s naked form and started to gently stroke his cock. Despite his fear, Marshall could feel himself getting hard. “Well Marshall , it’s like this. I am in town for a reunion of sorts, but it is not exactly a university-sponsored event. Each year my friends and I get together for some sport sex. One of us finds a willing candidate - and it sure looks to me like you are ‘up’ for the meeting (due to Brandi’s attentions, Marshall now had a major erection). This year, you are the lucky guy.” And with that, Brandi let go and stood up. Marshall ’s cock was at full attention, throbbing helplessly into the air.

“Ladies” said Brandi, “here is the newest initiate to our “fucked” club. What do you think?” There were murmurs of approval around the room. “Ooohh” said one. “He’s much bigger than the last few. Looks like fun.” “Yeah, but do you think he can keep up with us?” said a second. Brandi cupped Marshall ’s balls in both hands and said she had brought some supplements to help out in that department.

Marshall was shocked to say the least. He thought about screaming for help but a sharp point against his neck convinced him otherwise. Though Marshall couldn’t see through the blindfold, he heard the sounds of several sets of clothing falling to the floor.

Tying his legs and forcing him to swallow a handful of vitamins (and probably Viagra); the women were on Marshall like a pack of horny animals. He had never felt so many sensations at once. One mounted his cock and one straddled his face and two began rubbing themselves on Marshall ’s hands. Some would demand he lick and suck on their tits while others would make him use his tongue to caress their wet pussies and swollen clits. Some of these were shaved, others weren’t and Marshall guessed there were probably six women participating. They were fairly gentle at first but later on they became a little more aggressive. One woman in particular would wait until Marshall ’s cock went soft then proceed to slap it back and forth between her hands like so much meat. Even though this was painful at first, Marshall eventually would respond with a hard-on, which the woman would then mount with reckless abandon. Another two untied his legs at one point and forced Marshall to roll over. Then they each spanked his ass with their bare hands until it was red and sore.

 

Others of the group were into exquisite torment. Three times during the night, they would tease Marshall ’s prick to its full 9” length and then barely tickle the head and shaft with their lips, tongue, fingers etc. until he thought his cock would explode. Despite himself, Marshall ended up moaning and begging for release each time. Then they would whisper taunts in his ear: “I can measure your heartbeat just by looking at your pulsing cock Marshall ” or “That’s the deepest purple cock head I’ve ever seen Marshall .” After what seemed an eternity of this torture, one of the women would end up impaled on his colossal hard-on, barely moving back and forth until they both would finish with a shuddering orgasm.

 

His balls had to be empty after so many ejaculations but still he managed to spurt load after load. This went on for hours, with only a few catnaps to recuperate. And each time, Marshall would be awakened by one of the women licking his balls or sucking his member to attention. At one point during the next day they shaved his cock and balls and rubbed in some strange smelling lotion. This caused his tired dick to once again rise to the occasion – and this time it stayed up long enough for three of the women to get off!

 

Sometime the next afternoon, Marshall could no longer get it up – despite the expert attentions of the “club members”. “Well ladies, I’ve think we’ve finally worn this one out. You’ve been the best we’ve ever chosen” said Brandi. The others had to agree.

One by one his captors left, each cradling his spent balls and kissing his sore, limp cock as she departed. Brandi was the last to go. She removed his blindfold and roughly twisted Marshall ’s nipples, causing him to yelp in surprise and pain.

“Hope you enjoyed yourself Marshall. You’ve got a great tool and it sure seems like you know how to use it now!” She gave him a drink of water then put a piece of tape over his mouth. Then she let out a wicked little laugh and walked out of the room. As she reached the door she said over her shoulder, “housekeeping will be here in the morning. Have a good rest.” And with that she was gone, leaving Marshall to ponder all that had happened in the past 18 hours. One thing for certain, that horrible book was going in the trash first thing when he got home! Woman of his dreams, hah! More like a nightmare Marshall thought.

Once Brandi left, Marshall took stock of himself. Other than a few bruises and some fingernail marks in sensitive areas, his only injuries were to his pride. For that at least he was thankful. Even after his ordeal, or perhaps because of it Marshall was able to fall asleep while still tied to the bed. In the morning he was awakened by the sounds of a key in the lock and the familiar cry - “housekeeping”.

“Come in” Marshall croaked in a dry voice after managing to push the tape off his lips. “Get me out of here!”

The two cute young maids let out a gasp as they walked into the bedroom. Their nametags said they were Michele and Lupe. They took in the sight of Marshall ’s naked body strapped to the bed and rushed to his side. “You poor thing” Lupe said, you look like you could use some help.” She reached over to untie his hands and as she did so her long hair brushed across Marshall ’s chest, inexplicably causing his cock to jump. Michele noticed this and told Lupe to look. Both housekeepers couldn’t help but admire Marshall ’s imposing size, and as his cock once again began its impressive march upward they glanced at each other. Marshall could only groan as his rescuers paused. Michele picked up the phone next to the bed and whispered into it: “Maria, Vicki, get over to room 243 right away!”

 

Then, with a gleam in their eyes and another look at Marshall ’s mammoth rod, Michele began to disrobe while Lupe put the tape back over Marshall ’s mouth and started to trace her tongue down his chest and belly towards his once again stiffening cock . . .

'You alright mate?' Billy slurred.

'I'm fine' She giggled.

'You trying to get home?'

'Yeah I think so. But I got some company now so I might not.'

'Riiight... d'you want to warm up round mine, its freezing out here and theres no-one in.'

'Yeah' Billy grinned like he'd never grinned before.

Charlotte took hold of Billy's hand and hauled him up. Billy stumbled and grabbed her round the waist for support, Charlotte giggled and Billy quickly removed the offending hands thinking she was objecting.

'You didn't have to do that, I didn't mind.' She smiled.

Not quite knowing what to say Billy just grinned stupidly again as Charlotte stared into his eyes before grabbing his hand and quickly dragged him up a nearby alleyway. Billy looked up and down the alleyway, there was just one lamp post shining at the end he looked back at Charlotte as she placed his hands back round her waist. He looked at her innocent looking face smiling back at him as she leaned into kiss him gently, she parted her lips and let Billy slip his tounge inside. They held each other closer as the passion bulit up between them until Charlotte slowly pulled away.

'Are you still a Virgin?' She asked quietly.

'Yeah... you?' Billy asked nervously.

'Nah, I lost mine when I was 14' She said turning away from Billy's gaze.

Billy wasn't quite sure what to say so he just held her close to him, partly to keep warm as he was shivering by now in the February chill but more to comfort his sexy friend.

'Would you want to lose yours to me?' She whispered suddenly.

'Yeah... why wouldn't I?' Billy spluttered, the nervousness returning to his voice.

Charlotte giggled once again and kissed him on the cheek before letting her hand drop to his jean covered crotch. Billy looked down as she expertly unzipped his fly and began to gently stroke his rapidly hardening cock through his boxer shorts. With her other hand she unsnapped her own jeans and slipped her hand into her own panties as Billy watched with awe as she pleasured both him and herself. Billy could feel he was now at his full 6 inches but he couldn't take his eyes off Charlottes hand inside her panties as squelching noices began to fill the air, suddenly she removed her hand and playfully stuck her finger in Billy's mouth... his first taste of woman and he was hooked.

'You ready then?' She said.

Billy nodded and she gave him a quick kiss before taking down his jeans and boxers, dropping them to his ankles. His cock sprung out proudly, a drop of pre-cum just glistened in the little bit of light there was. As he was staring at his erect member Charlotte dropped her own underwear to her ankles and turned, facing the wall her left hand pressed firmly against it so that she was bent over slightly.

'Ready when you are.' Charlotte smiled comfortingly.

Billy postioned himself behind and took his cock in his hand and tried to guide himself into her warm hole. He nudged it up against her pussy lips a couple of times unable to find the right location, his frustration grew as he repeatly nudged his cock against her hot genitals. Feeling him becoming more and more annoyed, Charlotte calmly reached round and took his throbbing cock into her hand.

'It's alright babe, you just keep calm.'

Cock in hand she slowly guided it into herself and Billy felt his head slide into her tight hole. He was in extascy, Charlotte let go and let him make his way all the way in. Billy began to to withdraw and slowly picked up his pace, soon he had got the knack and was humping like a pro, Charlotte was obviously appreciating his rapidly improving skills as her moans grew louder and her hips began to meet with every one of Billy's thrusts. She dropped her right hand down to her dripping snatch and began to rub on her swollen clit, Billy was going at quite a pace now as his balls slapped against his thighs with every thrust, suddenly Charlotte thrust backwards violently letting out a huge moan.

'Keep doing that... that... that was my G-Spot.' She cried.

Billy kept at the same pace as Charlotte kept up an almost constant moan she finally called out that she was cumming and without warning a huge stream of liquid left her pee-hole. Billy wasn't sure what had just happened but he knew he liked it as he began to feel his balls tighten.

'I'm gonna cum' He yelled.

'Keep it in me baby, keep it in.' Charlotte squeeled still having mini orgasms.

Billy held on tight as he let himself go, letting rope after rope of hot cum shoot deep inside Charlottes aching hole. Billy colapsed on top of Charlotte withdrawing his now limp cock from he cum-filled pussy. Charlotte turned around and kissed Billy lovingly pulling up her jeans in the process.

'Cheers babe, you were brilliant. You gonna be alright to get home?'

'Uh-huh' Was all Billy could muster.

Charlotte laughed again and gave Billy one last kiss.

'I'll see you on school on Monday then. Thanks again'

Charlottle walked off leaving a smiling Billy to clean up his sticky cock on his pair of sacrificed boxers.

The end.

Since my apartment was so nearby, I didn't need to knock her out. I creeped up, swung my arms around her (one over her mouth of course) and instantly ran back into the shadows of my apartment buildings lobby.

I walked up one flight of stairs holding the girl carefully. She had instantly started trying to scream, but I made sure no sound came through. She especially tried to kick me, which only served to annoy me further.

I finally got into my temporary apartment. I hastily threw her down inside as I locked the door. As soon as I let go of her, she screamed.

"Shit!" I had enough. I took three long strides back into the room where she had suddenly started to cower, then I gave her a good swat accross the face. She began to whimper now, instead.

"Now listen girl," I always tried to use the same prep talk, it always motivated the women not to acuse me of rape later one, "It's your lucky day. I'm not going to hurt you badly or kill you, but then you must promise to listen to me in return. So I'll give you three seconds to decide, live, or die?"

She didn't hesitate.

"No! No, please don't...don't kill me. I don't want to die. Please..."

"That's fine. Good. Now don't complain, and only scream if I tell you to. Otherwise, it's all over."

She continued to try and back away, so I quickly made my way into my bedroom, stole a couple of bindings and brought them back to find her at my door.

"Did I tell you you could get out of this apartment?"

She looked at me for a second before screaming. Now I had enough. I ran hastily back into my bedroom, took out a nice gag and ran back. She instantly tried to run away through my apartment, but she got stuck at a dead end.

I quickly pushed her down onto her stomach as I held her head up and fastened the gag around her mouth. I then proceeded to trying both her wrists together behind her back.

"If you had listened to me, we wouldn't have had to go through this. You're the only one to blame..."

I then hoisted her up and brought her into my living room where I immediately tied one rope around her right leg and fastened it to a hook in the wall. I then took the other rope and put it around the other leg and then pulled it tight so her legs were pulled wide apart. I then fastened it too to the wall.

I then pushed her onto the table, lying on her stomach. She was pretty well secured on the table, but I wrapped one rope around the table and accross her waist just in case.

Then, I could let the fun begin:

I walked calmly into my kitchen and pulled out a few items. Big didlo (by big, I mean big), more rope, toothpaste and some earplugs.

I walked back and deposited the items on one of the chairs and stepped in front of her. She was still dressed, and she actually looked quite good in it. I must also admit that she looked pretty damn hot at this moment. The slender curves of her young body almost gave me lust for her.

"I can guarantee you a night of pain now, so I highly suggest you listen to what I have to say if you're going to get out of this alive." She nodded her head vigerously. I had to control a smirk. "Listen to everything I say and obey without question and you will redeem yourself. I will show you what is in store for you if you don't."

I walked around to her backside and she instantly started moaning something. I ignored her protests and got out my pocket knife. I carefully slide it up through her panties and ripped them clean off with a yelp from the girl.

"Don't worry, your other clothes can stay on for now." I then tried to adjust to a better view. She either had not started growing pubic hair yet, or she shaved it. All the better for me, I thought.

I brought my arm back and began to spank her ass. I hit hard at first between both of her ass cheeks, before I spanked even harder. I sould hear whining and protestations from in front, but I ignored her some more. After about a minute of abuse, I left off with one good hit to the center of her ass. She definitely gave a yelp there.

"Well," I started as I walked back around, "Anytime you disobey me, I will do that much harder and for a longer time. Did you enjoy that spanking?" She shook her head, getting more blond hair into her face. "Good, then there will be no problems if I take this gag off you?" She nodded and I smiled. Good.

As soon as the gag was off, she started speaking. "Please sir, my parents...they can offer you anything, anything you want. Please let me go, please don't rape-..."

"Whoa, whoa there. Stop right there. it won't be a rape, don't worry. Listen though, I already told you, if you want to get out of here alive, youmust obey my every command."

She looked solemnly for a second before I continued. "First thing first. Do you have to go to the bathroom?"

Her eyes lit up, and I could already see that she was formulating a plan. "Uh, yes, I do!" I could see right through her.

"Here, one moment." I jaunted into the kitchen, fetched a bottle of pepsi and came back out with a straw. I placed the bottle with the straw in it right next to her face. "I will consider it if you drink all of this first."

"Is it-..."

"It's not poisoned. Don't worry about these things. As long as you listen, you won't die. I keep my promises."

I then left her there, as I went to the bathroom myself.

***

After thirty minutes had passed, I thought I was about ready. She was fidgetting on the table and I knew she was probably holding back.

"So, now you have to go pee?"

"No. I really have to go bad now. I think  I might explode-..."

"Good, wait one moment."

I went to the chair and collected my earplugs. I put one down and took the other in my fingers and compressed it. "Now listen girl, if you scream, you pay. Don't do anything until I'm done, or you'll regret it."

"Uh...okay..."

I could sense the nervousness of her voice.

I comrpessed the earplug as much as possible, then I moved to her rear end. She had a lovely pussy, plus her ass looked so tight, I couldn't wait to get into later on. I moved down and positioned myself just below her pussy. Then, as quickly but as carefully as I could be, I opened my fingers, took the earplug out and brought it right below her pussy. I then inserted it with accuracy into her urethra. I didn't stop pushing it in until it was almost invisible.

I could hear her sudden cry out in pain. I twisted some skin on her thiegh and warned her to be quite and she shut up again. I then reached down and took a smal bottle of crazy glue and dabbed some on my fingers. I then inserted it on and around the earplug, making sure it was securely fastened. It was only now I noticed that her pussy had become moist.

"Getting exited are we?"

"Huh?"

"How do you feel now, any irritation?"

She moaned for a second before replying. "I feel pressure, inside...my..pee, hole....thingy. We were learning about it in-..."

"Okay, that's enough."

I then walked into the bathroom and washed my hands, crazy glue was not something to mess with. I then walked back out to see her squirming again.

"Hey, quit moving. I already warned you about escaping."

"I-I...I can't...I have to go pee!"

"Well, then go, nobodies stopping you." I smirked, then brought a chair out in front of her face. I sat down comfortably with a bottle of pepsi of my own, her's lying empty on the floor.

My first enjoyable part of the eveneing was watching her squirm. It was pretty nice. I gave one good threat about knives, and she shut up for quite awhile. I watched as she writhed around in her position, yelping every time she let some of her urine out, because with the earplug in place, she couldn't relieve herself of the pressure.

Finally, I decided now might be a good time to move in.

"So, how you feeling still?"

"Please! It hurts!" She finally got out the words she was voicelessly mouthing. "I have to go pee, it hurts!" Liquid began to stain her eyes.

"Okay, here we go then. You listen to my every command, and I will let you relieve yourself afterwards. If you don't, I'll leave you here for an hour and you'll suffer even more."

Her head was rolling around and her lower body kept bucking up and down. I smiled. I walked around behind her and looked at her nice tight ass. It was a very good view, her ass and her pussy kept contracting as she tried to hold her liquid in. I was pretty happy.

"Okay, first thing's first. You're going to cum for me."

I bent down, picked up the dildo, and without hesitation I pushed it straight into her moistened pussy. She yelped at the new load in her, but I kept pushing it in. It was about the size of a football, so it was actually somewhat of a challenge to get the whole thing in.

After that, I took a smaller dildo, about the size of a large cucumber, and began pushing it into her ass. ow she gave a louder yelp and started mumbling loudly how she didn't want it in there.

"isten girl, it isn't harmful to have things in your ass. It's actually pleasurably, watch."

I then licked my fingers, one hand holding the huge dildo in her pussy, the other fingers I began to slip into her ass. It was quite a challenge, but I liked that. She kept on contracting her ass, making it hard, but I pushed again and again until nearly my whole hand was in there. I was actually pretty impressed.

I then quickly slid my hand out and rammed the dildo back in. With two dildo's and a huge amount of piss needing to be ejected, she gave a great yell. I swatted her hard on the ass to make her shut up as I began pumping the dildos in and out of her.

She started rocking back and forth with the huge dildos, I could already see she was starting to like it. I then pushed harder and harder, more of the dildos came out and went in at one time. Soon I was pumping both dildos in and out all the way at more than five times per second. She didn't stop moaning as I drove the dildos deeper and deeper into her.

Finally, she began to cum. As soon as I first noticed it I sped up the pace even more. Now she was groaning and almost yelling in pleasure.

I pulled the dildo in her ass out finally and pulled down my pants. I was so stiff and hard I couldn't take it any more. I ligned up my dick and then rammed it into her ass. My dick was even bigger than the dildo, I'm not bragging, so when she felt that, she yelped, then moaned even louder.

Even after her first cum, she was still taking it in pleasure. I noticed, with one arm free, I reached up and ripped the rest of her garments off her, exposing her beautiful nude body. I couldn't help it anymore, I grunted and grabbed one of her cute breasts and tugged on them hard. As she continued moaning, I suddenly remembered something.

I tugged the dildo out of her, as well as my dick. I could see a small trickle of blood on both objects that had gone up her ass, but it didn't matter at the moment.

I stepped quickly into my study, reached into one of the drawers before taking out two sharp paper clamps. I came back with her looking at me quizzically before she noticed the clamps. She may have said something afterwards, but it was drowned out by her screams. I clamped both clamps down onto her soft nipples.

I went right back around to her ass again and looked quickly at her pisshole. It seemed as if a few drops of piss had dripped out, but it didn't matter. The plug was still in and functioning.

I got back behind her and instantly shoved my dick into her ass while my left hand went straight into her pussy. I didn't stop until my dick was all the way in her, until my hand and some of my wrist was all the way inside her, and my right hand pressing down on the already tight clamps.

Even now, she kept moaning. Imagine it, it must have been too much for her. She had to piss badly, had both her rear ends filled with huge objects and painful clamps pinned down on her nipples.

As I pumped harder and harder into her, she screamed more and more until finally, I came at the same time as her. I filled her ass with cum, punched the inside of her cunt and pressed her nipples so hard the began to bleed.

She was no better off, he whole body was shaking by now, tears streaming down her face, but she had a smirk on her face, that was all that counted.

***

I pulled my hand and dick out of her, I then took the clamps carefully off her nipples. I untied her bondings and she lay still on the table. I couldn't blame her, I was pretty tired myself.

I walked into the bathroom and started a shower. I waited about 30 seconds for the water to heat up, before stepping in. I was just closing the curtain when the girl popped her head in.

"What do you want?" I asked her.

"Huh?"

"You're free to go now if you want."

She stood still for a moment, suddenly looking around and realizing her surroundings for the first time. "Um, can I saty...a bit longer?...Please?..."

I couldn't hold the smile off my face. I stepped out of the shower while leaving it running and scooped up her body into my arms. I gave her a quick kiss on the lips which she returned awkwardly and I let my hands slip down to her pussy again.

"I still need to go pee."

I laughed. "And so you will."

I lead her over close to the shower, then I told her to bend over. As soon as her ass was facing the shower, I reached up and unhooked the shower head. I fitted it with the hose extension hanging up on the showerhead and tested it. It was almost the same as a garden hose, except it's nosel was shaped like a plastic cone.

I easily reached down to grab her firm ass, then I inserted the hose right up into her tiny ass. She moaned and asked me what I was doing.

"Let's do this right if you're going to piss. Alright?"

I told her to sit down somewhat, with the hose still inside her ass. It had to be at least three inches inside before I was ready. I let her down, then reached up to the showerhead. I pulled the nosel and water instantly began flowing through the hose.

I dropped quickly and held her small body inside by arms and made sure my lags held her firmly to the spot. She soon felt the warm water rushing into her asshole and tried to get away. SHe began to wimper and eventually scream.

"ITS COLD! IT"S NOT RIGHT. HELP!"

I only held the hose on for about thirty seconds, but it must have seemed longer to her, since litres of water were flowing into her every few seconds.

I finally got up and she tore the hose out of her ass even before I switched it off. She then fell back and whimpered.

"I'm going to get a cramp."

"Don't worry, come here."

I then chakily brought her into the shower, I turned off the water and let us soak there for a few moments before I pulled her chin up and nodded to her.

I bent down and she opened her legs gratefully. I slipped one hand up, and then owrking my way around, I carefully pulled the earplug out of her piss opening. She let out a contented sigh and I lowered her down to my level. I lay against the shower stall and put her in between my legs. I lowered her pussy onto my dick and we sat there for about ten seconds before she both began to piss and shit at the same time. Well, not really shit, but all the water that had accumulated came out of her ass as well.

It was almost like a massage to me, and certainly a pleasurably relief for her. It took a good minute before she was done emptying her bladder, and we stayed in the shower stall making out for almost twenty minutes making out as she emptied her bowels.

We finally got up and had a hot shower to wash ourselves up. Actually, we washed each other, but wtv.

Finally, she decided she would be going home. I offered her a ride, but she declined. She said she wanted to visite me again. And I said: "anytime."

“Did you enjoy that?” he whispered in my ear.

“I loved it.”

“Good. Now it’s your turn to please me.”

“Please, not now; just give me a minute to recover.”

“You know the rules. Do what I say when I say or you wont get anymore from me.”

I didn’t want that to happen so I kissed Jason deeply and passionately to let him know I would do what he wished. He rolled off of me. I sat up and straddled over the top of him. I undid his jeans and let his hard cock pop out. I lent over and kissed the head of his cock.

“Make me cum right now. I need it”

I did as I was told. I automatically slipped his giant cock into my mouth and straight away began to deep throat him. I heard him moan as he push my head roughly onto his cock. I could feel his cock heating up and pulsing in my mouth.

“Stop!” he commanded. I did immediately.

“But you haven’t cummed yet.” I said innocently not thinking of what he wanted next.

“Roll over onto all fours” I did.” Not drop your front arms down lower so your front is close to the ground.”

I did, leaving my perfectly shaped ass in the air. I was so clueless I didn’t expect what Jason said next.

“Okay, now I’m gonna teach you about anal sex. But first I’m gonna lube up your ass I bit so it will be easier.”

He started stroking his cock in between my ass cheeks. Then he pulled away. I could hear him jacking off behind me. All of a sudden I felt a gush of hot cum all over my ass as Jason let out a groan of pleasure. When he stopped cumming he rubbed his cum all over my anus. It was warm and felt incredibly good. I felt his finger rub around my hole.

“What are you gonna do?” I asked.

“Don’t worry about that. You’ll love it.”

“Will it hurt?”

“a little. But I promise you it’s worth it.”

I felt his finger push against my anus trying to get in. I tensed up at the shock of it.

“Han, babe. You’re going to have to relax for this to work. Okay?”

“okay.” I relaxed as much as I could as I felt his finger do deeper in.

“How’s that feel?”

“mmmmmm… its good.”

“Just wait until my cocks in there.”

“Huh?”

“Well that’s what anal sex is.” He laughed.

“Oh. Yeah. I knew that.” I laughed trying to hide the fact that I clearly didn’t.

He was close to me and I could feel his cock start to grow again as I pressed up against my pussy nice and hard.

“Okay ready?” he asked me.

“I guess.” I mumbled.

“Remember. Just relax.”

I relaxed as much as I could. He spread my cheeks wide and quickly shoved his cock deep into my ass.

“Oh god!” I moan in pleasure.

“I’m guessing you like that huh?”

“mmmhhmmmm” I was like a zombie.

Jason slowly slid his cock almost all the way out and shoved it back in…hard!

He went faster ripping into my ass. It hurt. But I loved it. I reached my hand down and started to finger myself. I could hold back. I was about to cum. I told Jason and just as I began to cum he let out his hot load deep in my ass.

He pulled put as cum dripped from my ass and pussy.

I dropped to the ground, moaning in pleasure and in pain.

“Come on lets go.” Jason dressed himself and then dressed me. He picked me up and started to walk back to the hotel.

“What about the bikes?” I murmured.

“Who cares? Your sore and need some rest.” I fell asleep in his arms.

The next thing I knew I was waking up in Jason’s bed late that night.

“Jason?” I called out.

“Yeah I’m here.” He said walking out of the bathroom in a towel.

“What time is it?”

“About 9pm”

“Oh no! Doesn’t anyone know I’m not in my room?”

“It’s fine. I said that you needed to be kept an I eye on so I moved you in here.”

“And no one suspected anything?”

“Hannah, honestly. You know the type of relationships coaches have with their gymnasts.”

That was true. I did know. It would never faze someone if a male coach gave a female gymnast a slap on the ass or a hug or even a quick peck on the lips, so I suppose everyone just thought he was a concerned coach watching out for his gymnast.

“How your pussy and ass feel?”

“Perfectly fine. actually.” I replied.

“Hey I have a question,” I said sitting up in Jason’s bed as he walked back to the bathroom.

“Oh, yeah? And what would that be?”

“You know how you told me to pick out a toy this morning? Well what ever happened to it?”

He stuck his head out the door of the bathroom.

“That’s for the next time we meet.”

“And when will that be?” I asked eagerly.

“Not for about a week and a half. You need to do some training. You have a competition in six days”

“oooooh” I pouted.

“Don’t play that with me.” Jason said laughing. “I’m not gonna give in.”

For the next few days I got stuck right into training. Jason worked very close with me on three of the four elements I would be competing in: bars, beam and vault. Fiona (my other coach) worked with me on floor. But that was perfectly fine with me because in bars, beam and vault I needed someone there to be ready to catch me and to make sure my body was moving correctly, which meant a lot of hands on attention. I fell from the bars once in a very awkward position but Jason caught me, I loved it. His hands slipped right over my pussy. The spandex of my leotard felt so good being brushed across my pussy with is hand.

At the end of our final training session the day before our competition Jason had an announcement to make.

“Alright, everyone. We have a big competition tomorrow so everyone get plenty of sleep. Eat well, rest up and we’ll meet at 6 am tomorrow morning. Don’t be late. Okay, everyone can go now except for Hannah. You need to stay and work on the bar routine. We don’t want you messing up tomorrow.”

“But my routine is perfectly fine!” I argued.

“Don’t talk back. It needs work” he said winking.

“Han, he’s gonna give you more action! Duh!” Jess whispered in my ear.

Everyone got up and left, heading back for the hotel.

“Geez, han. Talk about slow!” Jason said laughing. “now come here.”

I knew the rules by now. I did as I was told and stood up and walked to Jason. He lifted me up and kissed me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as the kiss got more heated. He walked me to the vault, still kissing me, and sat me on the tongue of the vault. I unwrapped my legs from his waist. He stood on the beat board at the base of the vault and took off his clothes.

“Well, what are you waiting for? I can’t get to your gorgeous pussy with that leotard on now can I?”

I quickly pulled off my leotard, remaining naked on the vault. As a gymnast I have a great, perfectly toned body. The only thing I was lacking was boobs. I had a b-cup. But as a gymnast that’s probably the best ill ever get. Although I had a good body I was a lot smaller then Jason. He was 6’2” I was only 5’4”. He weighed about twice as much as I did and was covered in muscle. He walked further up the beat board so that he was close to me. He took me from behind me knees and pulled me to the edge of the vault. I leaned in and kissed him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him deeper into the kiss, lying down and pulling him on top of me.

“Hey, who’s in charge here?” he asked cheekily.

I bit my lip sexily.

“God, your so fucking hot.”

He picked me up and carried me back to the floor area. He lied me down.

“Stay here.” He instructed before walking to the seats at the side of the gym and coming back with his backpack. He sat down next to me and unzipped the bag.

“remember this?” he said as he pulled out the large purple dildo that had thick veins all the way down the shaft and was about 10 inches long and about 2 inches round. It was the one I picked out a week before hand.

“Look what I have for you.”

“Jason! Thank-you so much!”

“You’ve worked hard. You deserve a reward.” He went to hand me the dildo but pulled it away at the last second.

“But…you only get it on one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“You have to give me one of your amazing blowjobs.”

“Don’t you want to fuck me though?”

“Of course I do. But if I did you’ll be way to sore tomorrow and you wont do as well. Besides I think you will probably get enough action with that dildo when you go back to your room later.”

I sat up with a huge smile on my face. I put my hands on Jason’s shoulders and pushed him so he was lying down.

I kissed him letting my tongue entwine with is. I slowly kissed down his neck. Down his chest and all the way down to his cock.

I licked his cock up and down the shaft and slowly began to give him the best blowjob I could. About 5 minutes after I started Jason started to moan.

“God, Hannah, I’m going to cum!”

Jason cummed into my mouth.

“mmmmm” I said as I licked my lips.

“God, I can’t believe you were a virgin just a week ago.”

“Jason?”

“Yeah” he said as he got dressed.

“What about me? I’m so horny.”

“I’m sure Jess will help with that.” He laughed. “come one. Let’s go back to the hotel.”

Jason and I got dressed and walked outside hand in hand.

When we got back to the hotel we walked into the elevator. Jason kissed me all the way to my floor. The doors opened as I got out. As I walked out Jason squeezed my ass.

“Have fun tonight” he said with a wink.

“Oh, don’t worry. I will”

I opened the door to my room. As I walked in I could hear moaning.

“Jess?”

“Yeah in here”

I walked into where our beds were. I saw Jess lying there naked rubbing her pussy watching porn on the TV.

“What’s this?”

“Some porn DVDs I stole from my brother. Here. Come watch it with me.”

As I walked to the bed I got undressed. I slide onto the bed. I crawled straight over the top of Jess and kissed her.

“Wow, someone’s horny.”

“Yeah.”

“So tell me what happened with Jason.”

I told her everything.

“Wow! Can I see the toy?” she asked slyly.

I leaned off of the bed and grabbed it out of my bag.

“Oh my fucking god! That looks amazing. So have you tried it yet?”

“Nope.”

“When are you going to?”

“Tonight I guess. What is this porn of anyway.”

“I dunno, something about a teenage girl fucking the mail man. Its cheesy but so hot.”

I laughed as a rolled back onto the bed.

We sat there for a while watching the cheesy porn Jess stole from her brother.

“It may be cheesy but I tell you what, its making me horny!” Jess stated.

“Yeah.”

“Maybe we should try out that new toy of yours.” She suggested.

“Okay!” I said excitedly.

“Wait a sec!” Jess said. She jumped off the bed and picked up the phone.

“Hello? Oh hi… umm would you please be able to send up a jar of chocolate spread? Thanks.”

“What are you doing? We cant eat that stuff!” I said.

“Lighten up. With the amount of action we’ll get up to we can easily work it off.”

A few minutes later there was a knock at the door.

“Room service.”

Jess got up and headed for the door.

“JESS!”

“What?”

“You’re naked. And so am i!”

She looked throught the spy hole in the door.

“ooooohhh, it’s a hot guy! Come here. Let’s make his job a little less boring!”

“What?!”

She ran back to the bed and grabbed my wrist. There was another knock at the door.

“Just a minute!” I called out. “Jess what on earth do you mean?”

“Come on. Two hot chicks open the door butt naked! What more could a guy want.”

“uuuuuhhhh….okay then!” I said.

We went to the door. Jess opened it. The room service guy just stood staring.

“is that for us?” jess asked innocently.

“uuuhhh. Y-y-y-yeah.”

“thanks.” She said as she giggled and took the jar of chocolate spread from him. I gave him a wink as I shut the door.

“oh my god! Did you see his face.” I laughed.

“come on!” jess said grabbing me and taking me to the bed.

She pushed me down and lied on top of me. She kissed me deeply as she grinded her pelvis into mine. She sat up and opened the jar of chocolate spread. She spread some over my chest. It was cold and I could feel my nipples getting rock hard. I knew what Jess was about to do and I couldn’t wait. She straddled my hips and lent over. She lick up all the chocolate she had spread on my chest. She took extra time sucking it of my rock hard nipples. We spent the next hour licking up chocolate spread off each others bodies. Every single place was covered. I even licked it straight off Jess’s hairless pussy.

“come on let’s try my new toys now” I said grabbing the dildo.

Jess’s face lit up as she took it in her hands.

“lie down” she said.

I did.

I didn’t know what was going to happen next. But whatever it was. I knew I was going to love it.

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            “Thank you, Xi.”

            “Sir…”

            “What is it, Xi?”

            “Jenny asked about the boy,” Xi replied softly. Danny stared at her in silence. “I told her he was sold to a buyer overseas,” she said quietly, then added, “The dungeon has been cleaned.”

            Danny nodded and headed for his office instead of the family room. He was still upset by the news Kade had delivered. He wasn’t in the mood to visit his slaves. He’d call Nels back and then maybe spend some time with Amanda. With any luck the police would find boy-toy’s body and give up on finding out what had happened during the time he had been missing.

            “Hi, Nels. Xi said you had called.”

            “Yeah. I just wanted to say thanks for the little get together last night. And, of course, for Sam. He’s working out quite well.”

            “Glad I could help you out.”

            “I also wanted to remind you of the other part of our deal.”

            “Oh?”

            “I get some time with Matt. Remember?”

            “Oh…that. Well, actually, there’s a small problem with that.”

            “Danny, you promised.”

            “I know, Nels. I’m sorry, but I’m not going to be able to deliver.”

            “What? Why not?”

            “There’s a bit of a problem with Matt…”

            “What’s he done now?” Nels asked, exasperated. “I was hoping I could borrow him for a few days, starting tonight. Is he being punished again?”

            “Not exactly.”

            “Danny,” Nels laughed. “What are you talking about?”

            “Nels, I had to get rid of him.”

            There was nothing but silence for several seconds When Nels finally responded his voice was icy.

            “Danny, you promised I could have first dibs on him.”

            “I know, Nels. And I would have stuck to that except there was a problem I didn’t know about until this morning.”

            “What problem?”

            “He was the son of the chief of police.”

            Nels gasped. “No way.”

            “Yes. It’s true. It’s all over the news. I’m sorry. I should have been more careful. I’ve taken care of it though. We’re all safe.”

            “God, I hope so.”

           

Chief Jamison looked up from his silent vigil when two men entered Matt’s dimly lit room. He took in their dark suits and somber expressions before turning back to his son’s seemingly unconscious form. He knew who they were, or at least who they represented, but he didn’t care.

            “This is a private room, gentlemen,” he said softly but sternly.

            “We have reason to believe that your son may have information that could help with an ongoing investigation,” one of the men said.

            “He isn’t in any condition to talk to anyone right now.”

            “Chief Jamison, it’s important that we talk to him.”

            “Not now damn it,” Jamison said in a low growl.

            “Dad, it’s okay,” Matt whispered softly without opening his eyes.

            “No. You aren’t strong enough –”

            “I want to. I need to.” Matt stared up at his father, his brown eyes full of pain.

            “Matt…”

            “Dad, he still has Jenny…and others. I have to do this.”

            Chief Jamison finally nodded and rose from his seat. He turned to stare at the two men standing just inside the closed door of the room.

            “But only for a few minutes. He gets tired, you leave him alone.”

            “Yes, sir.” The same man who had spoken earlier answered.

            Jamison moved past him to step out the door. The two men drew nearer the bed and stared down at Matt, taking in the bruises and swelling.

            “How you feeling?” the first man asked.

            “Like I’ve been hit by a Mack truck,” Matt replied with a slight smile.

            “I’m Turner.” The man introduced himself then motioned to the other man. “This is Harrison.”

            “And you’re with?”

            “Let’s just say we’re federal,” Turner said with a smile. “We understand from the statement you made to the local police that you and three friends were abducted from the side of the road after your car broke down?”

            “Yeah. I got out to take a look under the hood. The next thing I knew some guy was standing next to me and then it felt like my insides exploded. I went down and…”

            “Do you know what it was? What he did to you?”

            Matt nodded. “I found out later that he used a tazer on us.”

            “What happened after he shocked you?”

            “He tied us up and tossed us in the back of a van. We seemed to drive for hours. I don’t know how long it really took but the effects of the stun gun wore off long before we got there. We all tried to get loose but he had us tied pretty tight.”

            “So what happened once you got to where ever it was he took you?” Harrison asked. “Did he ever tell you his name?”

            Matt swallowed then licked his lips. He nervously glanced around the room then fixed his gaze on the far wall.

            “He carried us each down to a basement room and…” He swallowed then took up the story again. “He put collars on Jenny, Angie and Carrie and chained them to walls around the room. He chained me up against a back wall then went back to Carrie. He – he set her up on this table thing and made her tell him our names and ages. He said his name was Danny but we had to call him Master or Sir.” Matt nervously wet his lips again and shifted his gaze around the room. His eyes finally settled back on the far wall.

            “Would you like something to drink?” Turner asked.

            Matt shook his head.

            “He made Angie, Jenny and Carrie strip for him. Then he…he made Carrie…he made her help him…he cut my clothes away too.” Matt closed his eyes tightly against the memory. God, he thought, this must be how a woman feels explaining what happened when she’s been raped.

            He jumped when he felt Turner’s hand on his arm. He opened his eyes and stared up into the bluest eyes he’d ever seen.

            “It’s okay. I know this isn’t easy but we need all the information you can give us. Did he ever take you outside or let you leave? For any reason?”

            Matt nodded.

            “He took us to a cabin in the woods once. I was in the back of the van so I couldn’t see where we went. The cabin belonged to a friend of his. The guy’s name is Kade. I don’t know if it’s a first name or a last name. He just calls him Kade.” Matt swallowed again before continuing. “He grabbed three kids that day. Amanda, Beth and Sam.” He glanced up at Turner then lowered his eyes to stare at the foot of the bed. “Amanda’s only eighteen.”

            “Do you know where the house is? Who all is in it?” Harrison asked.

            “I don’t know where it is,” Matt admitted, shaking his head. “I was always in the back of the van whenever I went out. There’s only Danny and Xi in the house besides his sl – captives. At least, as far as I know. He has parties though. Friends come and go.”

            “How many people is he holding?”

            “When I was there he had four others. Jenny, Amanda, Angie and Carrie. He kept us – them – upstairs on the third floor in a special room that he called the kennel.”

            “What did it look like?” Turner asked urgently.

            “There was a row of cages along one wall. They were like large dog cages. They had electronic combination locks on them. All kinds of stuff was kept on shelves and in drawers all around the room. Some of it hung on the walls. There were loops on the walls for him to fasten chains to.”

            “Were you always chained or did you have freedom to move around the house?” Harrison asked.

            Matt thought for a moment before responding. “We weren’t always chained or restrained but someone was always watching us. At least Jenny and me. He didn’t trust us, especially me. I argued with him a lot and, I guess, antagonized him.” He looked up at the two men, a fierce look in his brown eyes. “What he’s doing isn’t right. I couldn’t just go along with it.”

            “That why you have scars now?” Turner asked.

            Matt looked at the wall, fighting to control his breathing as he nodded. “Yeah.”

            “You mentioned someone named Xi,” Harrison said softly.

            “She’s some Asian woman that works for him. She cooks for him and watched us. She took care of any injuries and helped dole out punishment.”

            “So what kind of punishment got those scars across your back?” Turner inquired.

            Matt glanced up at him and again noticed the blue eyes. He saw the kindness in them and realized the question wasn’t asked out of curiosity but a need for information. Matt slowly drew a deep breath and exhaled.

            “He had a party one night.” He dropped his eyes to stare at the foot of the bed. “He invited a bunch of his friends over and let them use Angie. Kade was there and another man. Jenny and I had managed to piss him off earlier in the day so he had me strung up against a wall as punishment.” His right hand slid up his chest, over the bandages covering his nipples, his eyes squeezed shut. “I was supposed to hang there all night but a little later he came back down and got me. He made me go upstairs where he let one of his friends ass fuck me while I was chained down to a table. After they left and he let me up, my hands were still cuffed behind my back so I head-butted him. I charged him a couple of times before Xi zapped me with the tazer.

            He was really pissed. He didn’t like the fact that I’d attacked him. He dragged me back down to the dungeon and chained me to the wall again. Hung a whip where I had to look at it then announced that as my punishment for attacking him I’d be getting fifty lashes in the morning. True to his word, the next day he delivered the whipping. He made Jenny count. To be honest, I don’t know if it was fifty or not. I passed out after about thirty or thirty-five. When I came to I was lying on a mat on the floor and Xi was putting some kind of ointment on my back.”

            Both men were shaking their heads in amazement as they listened to Matt’s tale. Turner put his hand on the younger man’s shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.

            “The medical report said you had a couple of piercings and a burn on your thigh.”

            “Yeah. He strapped me down and pierced both nipples then used dry ice to burn a brand into my leg. He pierced Angie too.”

            “You said earlier that a couple of his friends were regular guests?” Harrison asked.

            “I don’t know if I did or not, but yeah, there were a couple of guys that were over more regularly than anyone else.”

            “Can you tell us who they were?”

            “Kade was one.” Matt hesitated before adding, “You guys said you were federal, right?”

            He looked up at Turner. The two visitors exchanged a look then nodded.

            “Yeah, that’s right,” Turner replied.

            “You have any ID or anything?” Matt asked.

            “Why?” Harrison queried in return.

            “Because the other guy that was a regular told me the last night I was there that he was federal.”

            Matt didn’t miss the quick glance that passed between the other two men.

            “And who was this other regular?” asked Harrison.

            Matt stared at the two men for several long minutes before he finally replied in almost a whisper.

            “I don’t remember his name.”

            “Matt –”

            “Look, I just don’t remember. The doctor said there might be a few things I wouldn’t be able to remember right away but they might come back later.” He stared up at them, his brown eyes hooded. “Honest, I just can’t remember.”

            “Uh-huh,” Turner finally replied, nodding his head. “You remember what happened the last night you were there? The last few hours?”

            Matt swallowed hard and turned his gaze back to the wall at the foot of his bed.

            “They raped Amanda and Beth. Then Danny somehow found out about Dad and beat the shit out of me.”

            “Why didn’t you defend yourself?” Harrison asked.

            “It’s a little hard to defend yourself when your hands are cuffed behind your back to a bar that’s attached to a collar around your neck and your feet are cuffed together so you can only take a shuffling step a few inches at a time,” Matt spat back. “Especially when you don’t even see it coming.”

            “How do you know they raped those girls?” Harrison asked.

            Matt turned his head on the pillow and stared at the row of machines lined up against the wall. He squeezed his eyes shut and fought a loosing battle against the tears he didn’t want these men to see. Both men noticed his heaving chest even if they couldn’t see his face.

            “He made me watch.” Matt growled through gritted teeth. “I was chained to the fucking wall and he threatened to hurt Amanda if I closed my eyes.”

            He jerked his head around to stare at them defiantly when he felt a hand on his arm.

            “He would have! He would have hurt her!”

            “I know, son.” Turner’s voice was soft, soothing, as he patted Matt’s arm. “I know.”

            The room grew quiet as Matt’s sobs slowly subsided.

            “I think that’s all we need right now,” Turner finally said. He motioned to Harrison who preceded him out of the room. Turner then turned back to Matt. “Nels Sherridan has been under deep cover for over six years trying to bust these S.O.B.s. He’s the reason we’re here. He sent us to find you because he was worried about you.”

            Turner patted Matt’s arm and gave him a small smile then turned and left the room. Turner motioned to Harrison as he clasped Chief Jamison’s arm just above the elbow.

            “May I have a word with you?” Turner asked Chief Jamison as he led him down the hallway.

            Harrison took up a stance near the door to Matt’s room. Turner led Chief Jamison several feet down the hall before stopping.

            “What?” Jamison asked, turning a bewildered and somewhat angry look on Turner.

            “Are you planning on releasing any more statements to the press?”

            “I’ll have to tell them something soon. Why?” Jamison narrowed his eyes on the other man.

            “Can I offer a suggestion?”

            Chief Jamison stared silently at Turner for several seconds.

            “What?” he finally asked.

            “Tell them Matt died without ever regaining consciousness.”

            “What? The hospital –”

            “We can fix it with the hospital. I would also suggest making arrangements for only a certain number of hospital staff to attend to your son. He’d be much safer that way.”

            “Safer? You think they’ll come after him again? Here?”

            “Chief Jamison, you know they left him for dead at the side of that road.”

            Jamison glanced away, staring down the hall.

            “Yeah, I know.”

            “If they find out he’s still alive, they’ll come after him. These bastards are elusive as hell. We’ve been after them for years.” Turner rubbed his left hand across his mouth and chin. “Matt’s the only witness we’ve got that’s been with them for more than a couple of days.”

            Jamison jerked his head around to stare at Turner in amazement.

            “Witness? What…?”

            “I can’t go into details with you but we’ve never been able to get anyone out that they’ve held this long. We just can’t find them. We have someone under deep cover and hope to change that but…” Turner shrugged.

            Jamison was silent for several minutes as he thought about what he’d just been told.

            “You work things out with the hospital. I want someone with Matt at all times. I want him safe.”

            “I’ll have someone in his room twenty-four/seven.”

            Jamison nodded. “I’ll schedule a press conference for later today. I need to talk to Matt first. To let him know he’s dead,” he said with a grim smile.

            “If you can work it into your press conference somewhere, could you mention still waters?”

            “Still waters? Why?”

            “It’s to let our deep cover know what’s going on, let him know we found Matt, that he’s safe.”

            “I’ll see what I can do.”

 

            “Carrie, come with me.”

            All three women looked up at him when Danny stuck his head in the door of the family room and called to Carrie. She rose to her feet and strode across the room toward him. Angie turned back to the television but Jenny continued to stare at him.

            “You have a problem, bitch?” he finally demanded, his temper winning out.

            “No, Master,” she whispered as she lowered her head. Her eyes were still fixed on him.

            He grabbed Carrie’s arm when she drew near and pulled her from the room. Guiding her silently up the stairs, he pulled her along with him toward his bedroom. He jerked the door open and shoved her inside. She almost lost her balance but grabbed at the side of a nearby dresser and caught herself before she fell. She turned back to stare wide-eyed at Danny as he stepped into the room and closed the door. She shrank back from him when he moved toward her.

            “What are you afraid of, Carrie?”

            “Y-you’re angry about something,” she replied softly. “Have I upset you?”

            He reached out and stroked her hair.

            “No, you haven’t done anything wrong.”

            He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. Wrapping his arms around her, he pushed his lips against her mouth, mashing her lips savagely. He started moving without releasing his hold on her, walking her backwards toward the bed.

            “I just need you,” he said huskily when he finally pulled away.

            She smiled broadly at his words.

            “I was afraid you liked your knew tart more –”

            His hand snapped out and struck her hard across the face, knocking her backwards onto the bed. She grabbed her burning cheek and stared up at him, tears burning her eyes.

            “I didn’t bring you up here to whine.” He towered over her, staring at her malevolently. “Why didn’t you tell me who Matt was?”

            “Matt…?”

            “You’re buddy, Matt. Light brown hair, broad shoulders, fancied Jenny.”

            “I don’t understand,” she whispered with a shake of her head.

            “Who’s his daddy?”

            She remained silent for several seconds then her eyes grew wide again as understanding dawned.

            “Yeah. You didn’t think that was important for me to know?”

            “I – I didn’t think…I forgot about it. I’m sorry, Master!”

            “Yeah, you’re about the sorriest little slut I’ve ever seen!” He grabbed a handful of her hair and tugged her off of the bed, forcing her onto her knees. “Stay.”

            He released his hold on her and turned to retrieve a pair of nipple clamps, a penis gag and several other items from the table next to the bed. He tossed the items onto the bed next to where her head bobbed beside it then looked down at her.

            “Strip,” he demanded.

            She removed the half tee-shirt she had on. She untied the tight wrap-around skirt she wore and slid it from around her hips. She carefully folded both items and laid them on the floor next to her.

            Danny squatted down in front of her and reached out to roughly pinch and twist her nipples, causing them to stand erect. He then applied the nipple clamps, ignoring her gasp. He grabbed her right wrist and jerked on her arm.

            “Turn around.”

            She slid around on her knees so she faced the bed, her back to him. He quickly bound her arms behind her back, her right wrist to her left forearm and her left wrist to her right forearm. Then he wrapped the rope around her waist, snaking it completely around her body once and ending up with the end back in front of her. He tied the end around the piece of rope that wound around her waist and let it fall. He reached up to the bed and pulled down a butt plug which he put only a small amount of lubricant on before shoving it up her ass. Then he reached between her legs and pulled the dangling rope through and tied it off on the waist rope at her back pulling it tight against her pussy.

            He pulled another length of rope from the bed and quickly tied it around her thighs. He also bound her shins together then her ankles. He ran another rope from the bindings around her arms to the rope around her ankles, pulling it tight. The last thing he did was force the penis gag into her mouth and strap it around her head. Then he lifted her up and carried her to the wall directly opposite the end of the bed. He positioned her so she was facing the bed and she sat dead center of it. Then he tied one last piece of rope around her neck, looped it through a ring in the wall, down to a second ring, looped it around the ropes around her arms and back up through the rings, tying it securely behind her head.

            When he was finished he stood up and patted her wet cheek.

            “Don’t go anywhere,” he said with a laugh.

            He turned and strode from the room. He returned a few minutes later with Amanda following close behind him, her lead chain gripped tightly in his hand. He led her over to stand directly in front of Carrie. He grabbed Amanda’s face in his hand, squeezing her cheeks between his thumb and fingers, forcing her to look at Carrie.

            “This is what happens to bad little bitches,” he growled. “If you betray me or withhold information from me, this could be you.”

            He gave her several minutes to take in the sight.

            “Do you understand?”

            “Y-y-yes, M-Master,” she whispered.

            He released his hold on her head and stared at her with narrowed eyes.

            “When you were alone with Matt, what did he tell you? What did he say?”

            She shook her head as she fought back the tears.

            “I-I don’t r-r-remember. S-s-something about getting away f-from all of you.”

            He jerked on her lead chain and led her around to the bed. He pushed on her shoulders and shoved her down on the mattress then sat down next to her. He gently caressed her cheek, neck and shoulder.

            “Just relax, Amanda,” he said softly. “Relax, pet. Try to think back, try to remember. What did he say to you?”

            “Oh, God,” she whispered. Her lips trembled as she closed her eyes and tried to think back to the day Danny had captured her. “He said not to get in the van. That I should get as far away from all of you as I could,” she whispered and slowly opened her eyes. “Something like that.”

            “Anything else?” he asked.

            “I can’t remember anything else,” she said softly.

            He reached out to stroke her hair again.

            “If you remember anything else that he said, you’ll tell me.”

            “Y-yes, M-Master.”

            “Good girl,” he whispered as he pulled her close and kissed the top of her head.

            His hands slowly roamed over her nude form, his lips sliding down her face to her neck, down over her tits. His fingers gripped her nipples and squeezed until she cried out, trying to pull away from him. He shoved her back on the bed and climbed on top of her.

 

            Nels listened intently to Chief Jamison’s press conference. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Danny had beat the boy to death and dumped him on the side of the road. Damn it! He deserved better than that! Nels thought angrily to himself, taking another sip of his drink and pounding his fist against the arm of his chair.

            “What?” Nels demanded of the television.

            Sam, huddled on the couch under a blanket, stared at him with frightened eyes. Nels grabbed the remote and rewound the TiVo to replay what the Chief had just said. He listened intently to the words.

            “Matt was always a quiet kid. That old saying about still waters running deep fit him well…”

            Nels didn’t hear the rest of Chief Jamison’s speech. He was laughing too hard.

            “Oh, thank you God!” Nels cried then quickly gulped down the rest of his drink. He set the glass aside, glanced at his watch then looked over at Sam. “You doing okay?”

            Sam nodded silently. He still wasn’t sure what to do or say or even how to act.

            “Will you be alright by yourself if I go out for a little while?” Nels asked, his voice thick with concern.

            “Y-yes, sir.”

            Nels moved to kneel next to the sofa were Sam huddled. He carefully placed one hand on the arm of the sofa and the other over the blanket at the edge of the sofa, careful not to touch the boy.

            “Sam, remember, you mustn’t try to leave the house. I’ll get you home as soon as I can but you have to trust me for now.”

 

            Sam had fallen asleep while Nels was out. He woke suddenly when he heard Nels swearing and struggling with something. He slid from the relative safety of the sofa and wandered into the huge kitchen where the strange sounds emanated from. He stopped in the doorway when he saw Nels wrestling with a huge wooden crate mounted on wheels. He was trying to muscle the big crate through the large double doors from the garage into the dining room.

            “Don’t just stand there,” Nels quipped. “Help me.”

            Broken out of his trance, Sam rushed forward and pulled as Nels pushed from behind. Together they finally got the huge crate into the house. Sam started to carelessly swing the crate around to roll it into the dining room when Nels stopped him.

            “Easy. Be easy with it,” Nels instructed. He turned back to close the double doors as Sam pushed the heavy crate into the dining room.

            Nels joined him there and took over command of the crate. He carefully guided it back through the kitchen and into the living room. He placed it in the middle of the floor then went back to the kitchen. Sam started to follow him but thought better of it and sat down on the couch to wait. Nels quickly returned with a tool box. He set the tool box down and started to work prying the top off the big crate. When it was finally loose he started to lift it then nodded at Sam.

            “Sam, grab that side and let’s put it over there against the wall.”

            Sam helped the other man lift the lid off the crate and carry it to the opposite wall. They set it on its edge and leaned it against the wall. Sam returned to the couch while Nels went back to the crate. He pulled a large ottoman over next to the crate, climbed up on it and peered into the big wooden box.

            “Damn it,” he swore as he climbed back down. “Sam, please get a couple of shirts from the bottom drawer of the dresser in your room.”

            Sam nodded then jumped to his feet and headed down a long hallway. Nels climbed back onto the ottoman and peered into the box again.

            “I’ll have you out in a few minutes. Sam’s bringing you something to wear. You’re safe now.”

            He climbed back down and started prying off the side of the crate closest to him. He kicked the ottoman out of his way and used his anger to put power behind his prying. Sam returned to the room carrying two oversized tee-shirts, one blue and one green.

            “Are these okay?” he asked.

            Nels barely glanced at the boy as he continued to pry at the side of the box.

            “They’re fine. Thanks.”

            When the side finally came loose and started to fall Nels immediately leaned against it, putting all of his weight on it.

            “Sam, help me move this over there with the top.”

            They let the side fall away and lifted it carefully to carry across the room. They leaned it with the top against the wall. Sam returned to his seat on the couch. Nels went back to the open side of the crate and knelt in front of it. Two young girls sat naked, bound hand and foot and gagged in the crate. One faced forward and stared with frightened eyes at Nels. The other faced the opposite direction. Both shook visibly though he wasn’t sure if it was from cold or fear.

            “It’s okay,” he purred softly to the girl facing away from him. He brushed her long blonde hair, matted from her ordeal, out of the way so he could cut the cuffs from her wrists. “I’m just taking the cuffs off. I’ll ungag you in a minute.”

            He leaned back and reached a hand out toward Sam.

            “Sam, hand me one of the shirts.”

            Sam silently held the blue tee-shirt out to him. He turned back and noticed the girl had her arms in front of her now, rubbing her sore wrists and trying to cover herself. He reached the tee-shirt around in front of her.

            “Here, try this.”

            She grabbed the shirt and immediately slid it over her head. It was large enough to be a short dress for her. He went to work on the gag finally using his pocket knife to cut the straps. He leaned forward past her to help her work the ball out of her mouth.

            “Sam, get a couple glasses of water, please.”

            Sam sprang to his feet and hurried to the kitchen.

            “Better?” Nels asked the young girl.

            She slowly nodded her head, her eyes wide with fear.

            “I’ll get your feet in a few minutes if you can wait. It’ll be easier to work once I’ve taken the sides off.”

            She nodded again.

            “Here, sir,” Sam said softly from behind Nels.

            He turned with a smile and took one of the glasses Sam held out to him.

            “Thank you, Sam.”

            He offered the glass to the young girl he had just partially freed. She gulped the water causing him to grab her hands and the glass to stop her.

            “Sip it,” he advised. “If you drink too fast you’ll be sick.”

            She nodded again and he released her hands. She slowly raised the glass to her lips and sipped at the water, watching him over the rim of the glass. He smiled at her.

            “Good, good. Dink all you want but sip it slowly.”

            She nodded as he moved away. He knelt in front of the other girl, a brunette, and cut the straps of her gag then slowly removed it. He turned slightly and held his hand out toward Sam. The boy put the remaining glass of water in his hand and stepped back. Nels raised the glass to the girl’s lips and helped her take a couple of sips of water.

            “Enough for a few minutes?” he asked softly.

            She nodded at him.

            He went to work prying loose the side of the crate behind the brunette. It took him several minutes before he finally got it loose. Sam helped him move it into position with the other pieces of the crate against the far wall. Nels quickly cut the cuffs off the girl’s wrists and offered her the remaining tee-shirt. He then went to work cutting the cuffs off the girls’ feet. The blonde was freed first and Nels helped her to stand then take a few tentative steps.

            “Okay?” he asked.

            “Yes, Master,” she whispered.

            “Julie, I’m not your master. You’re free and safe here.”  When she turned tear-filled eyes up to him he quickly added, “We’ll talk about it later. We need to get you taken care of first.” He turned his head to look back over his shoulder at Sam, keeping his arm around the frightened girl, supporting her. “Sam, can you help Julie over to the sofa, please? And get her a blanket?”

            Sam obediently followed Nels’ orders, assisting the shaking girl to his place on the sofa and handing her the blanket he had used earlier. He then returned to Nels’ side and watched as Nels freed the other girl’s feet and helped her from the box. He followed the same process as he had with the first girl, helping her to stand then to walk.

            “Okay now?”

            She looked up at him and nodded.

            “Yes, Mas – sir.”

            “Sam, could you get another blanket, please?”

            Sam hurried back down the long hallway again and soon reappeared with another blanket. He held it out to Nels. He took it from the boy and wrapped it around the girl’s shoulders then helped her to the sofa. She huddled next to the blonde as Nels knelt down between them.

            “My name is Nels and this,” he indicated Sam, standing behind and to the side of him, “is Sam. We won’t hurt you. You’re safe here. Sam just recently went through something similar to what you’ve been through so he understands.”

            They both stared wide-eyed at Sam then turned their attention back to Nels.

            “Are you hungry?” he asked.

            Slowly, they both nodded.

            “Sam, would you mind fixing them something to eat? Something light, cereal perhaps? And maybe a little toast?”

            “Yes, sir.”

            “Would either of you like a shower before you eat?”

            “Please?” begged the brunette.

            Nels smiled at her.

            “You can use the one in the master suite. It’s at the end of the hall. Sam’s using that room right now. I’ll tell him to stay out until you’re finished. There are clothes in the dresser. Help yourselves.”

            Nels stood and started to move toward the kitchen. Both girls stood and slowly moved toward the hallway. The brunette suddenly stopped and looked back at him.

            “Why?” she asked.

            “Excuse me?” he asked her.

            “Why are you being nice to us?”

            “Because, Melody, that’s what people are supposed to do,” he replied then turned and went into the kitchen.

            Her head jerked around at the sound of footsteps. She listened intently, trying to discern where they were. Are they coming this way? she wondered. If so, would that be good? Maybe they could help her. Or maybe they were the ones who’d put her here. She whimpered again, this time in indecision. An eerie squeak sounded high and painful against her ears. The footsteps grew nearer.

            “Hey, baby, you awake yet?” someone whispered to her.

            She was terrified of what was about to happen and kept her silence. Then she felt the hands. Hands slid over her waist then up her body. She was shaking convulsively. A whimper escaped her again.

            “Yeah, I thought so,” he whispered, his breath hot against her cool skin. “It’s time!” he called.

            More footsteps shuffled into the room around her. How many? She couldn’t tell. Suddenly, hands roamed all over her body. There were so many hands, everywhere at once it seemed.

            “Please,” she whimpered.

            “Please, what, baby? You want us to do more?” he asked.

            “No, please. Stop. Please,” she begged.

            “But we’re just getting started, baby.”

            She heard him laugh then the others – God, how many were there? – joined in.

They all laughed at her as their hands roamed over her. She squirmed around trying to get away from them but the rope she hung from only allowed her to twist and sway. Their groping hands always found her. Tears sprang from her eyes and flowed down her cheeks, still the hands ran over her body.

            She whimpered again when she felt the first one kiss her neck. It wasn’t long until they all became bold and their lips were all over her just like their hands. She jerked away from one only to bump into another. Her tears were flowing freely now as she sobbed openly. She tried to kick out at them but she couldn’t see to aim her kicks properly so they easily avoided her.

            “Are you ready for us, baby?” the same one asked.

            She felt hands grab her legs and hold her fast. A scream erupted from her throat when she felt hands opening her jeans. He laughed as he slid his hands under her shirt.

            “We like screamers, baby. That makes it even more fun.”

            When she tried to jerk away the ones holding her legs tightened their grip. She was trapped. His hands found their way to her face and slid down to her throat.

            “No. No, please, no,” she moaned.

            He gripped the sides of her shirt and gave a hard jerk down, ripping open her shirt and causing buttons to fly around the room. She screamed and jerked again when she felt the cold air hit her exposed skin. He laughed as he slid his hands up and down her bare sides.

            “I guess it’s a good thing I have a sharp knife with me, isn’t it?” he whispered to her.

            She felt cold metal against her skin as he slit the arms of her shirt then let the ruined garment fall from her body. The others whooped and hollered while she screamed. The metal tip of his blade was against her skin again.

            “No, I think the jeans first,” he announced, pulling the knife away.

            The ones holding her legs released their grip and she felt her jeans start a slow slide down her legs until she felt them slip off her bare feet. Her screams filled the air again. The hands were all over her exposed skin, running all over her body again. She shivered but she didn’t know if it was from the cold air or from the hands on her skin. She struggled to pull away from them but they were everywhere.

            “Yeah, you’re a hot one, baby.”

            She felt the cold metal of his blade on her belly. The hands retreated into the darkness. The blade slowly traveled up her body, stopping as it reached the cleft between her breasts. He lifted it over the impediment then continued to slide it over her skin. She felt it slide up to her right shoulder and rest against the strap of her bra there.

            “I don’t think you need this anymore, baby,” he whispered into her ear just before she felt the knife slit the strap.

            She whimpered. The knife slowly slid across her chest to her left shoulder and slit the strap resting there. His fingers crawled up her back to the clasp and quickly undid it. Her bra fell to the floor. The crowd around her cheered loudly.

            His knife slid down her belly and slowly moved to her left leg. She felt it slide under the leg of her panties. He flipped the blade and slit the thing material of her underwear. Within seconds, he slit the remaining side and let the ruined panties fall to the ground amid cheers, leaving her hanging completely naked before them. The hands quickly covered her body again.

            “We’ve got all kinds of things planned for you, baby,” he whispered into her ear as his hands slid over her nakedness.

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