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The Debt Collector – Part 3

This story is pure fantasy. After reading stories on this website and being impressed with the basic ideas, but disappointed with the lack of description, I decided to mix a few together with some of my own ideas. I also tried to be a little more descriptive. I encourage more people to do the same. For anyone who doesn’t like the themes listed, such as incest or rape, please don’t read any further. For everyone else, be thankful for the 1st Amendment. I hope you all enjoy!

Fantasm

Picking Mushrooms with Dad

Disclaimer: this story contains sexual relations between a grown father and his 5 year old sn.
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Father and Son part I
One of my absolute favourite things in the world is going to the forest with my dad to pick mushrooms.
We have been doing this together for as long as I can remember, it’s a thing that only the two of us do together without any involvement from my mother or my sister, who normally crave all of his attention.
Dad knows everything there is to know about mushrooms, which ones are edible, which ones to avoid and most importantly perhaps, were to find them.
In the city where we live there is a huge military training area deep in the woods, you can get there by car, travelling down a muddy road until you arrive at this huge red barrack where one can park the car and then after a brisk walk down a narrow path you arrive in what Dad refers to as being mushroom heaven.
The road is preceded by warning signs telling the public to keep out and that this is a private area but truth be told we have never seen any military activity. Actually we have never seen anyone at all, civilian or other but Dad claims that the grounds are normally used in the late evenings, when we are not there. It would be much too difficult to see path in front of you or try to find any mushrooms.
Hence we are always alone in the forest during the early autumn afternoons.
What is even more fun is that as soon as we have entered the muddy road Dad lets me leave the passenger seat and climb over to sit in his lap and steer the car. Obviously he controls the pedals as even if I wanted to I couldn’t possibly reach them.
Hence Dad lets me sit on his lap and drive the car which really is one of my favourite things to do. A big boy thing.
After a while though Dad starts complaining that I am crushing his penis so we will have to stop and park the car and he walks stiffly for a while, but soon enough everything is fine again.
This afternoon we had been looking around for about half an hour or so when I saw something in the grass that from a far looked just like a comic book. I am only five years old so obviously I hurried over there to see if it perhaps was Spiderman, who is my favourite.
Spiderman is cool, but then again so is Superman.
I glanced over my shoulder, spotting Dad about 25 metres away. We normally spread out but we never go very far as to not get out of each other’s sights.
As I arrive by the log underneath which the magazine is placed I pick it up and quickly realise that this is not at all a regular comic book, but something completely different.
I cannot read that good yet, Dad normally reads a bed time story to me but the shiny pictures needs no text.
The first picture shows a young boy wearing nothing but a pair if underwear and he is smiling at whoever is taking the picture.
I think he must be about my age, and like me he is also quite skinny.
In the next picture the same boy has now taken off his clothes and is standing on all fours showing his bottom to the camera with a big grin on his face. I have never seen anything like it and I quickly glance over at Dad to make sure he isn’t coming over here. Something tells me that he would not approve of me looking through this magazine.
I don’t know why, but I do know that.
In the third and the fourth picture the young boy is no longer alone, but…hang on…what is he actually doing?
He has now been joined by an older man and he has the man’s thing in his hand.
I have never seen such a big thing before!
Sometimes I shower together with my Dad and his thing is big too, but not at all as hard as this man’s. I have never seen Dad hard like this, only soft when he has been showing me how to wash my willy properly.
The boy is smiling and in the next picture he is putting that huge thing inside his mouth.
The older man is sitting on a chair and the boy is in front of him with that gigantic meat-stick inside his mouth and the man’s facial expression is that of sheer joy and happiness.
He looks very relaxed and upon closer investigation I come to the conclusion that he must be about my Dad’s age; 30 – 35.
I get this funny feeling in my stomach watching that picture because they sure do seem to be having a lot of fun and Dad and I have never played together that way.
Suddenly driving lessons and mushrooms does not seem all that impressive compared to what we apparently could’ve been doing.
I flip the page and my eyes nearly pop at what I am presented with next.
In this picture the man’s thing is even bigger and the camera is now focused on a close-up of the boy’s lips stretched around that massive penis lodged deep inside the boy’s mouth.
There is a text to each picture but I cannot make out the words and what they mean.
I cannot believe just how big that thing is, deep inside the boy’s mouth and I am so mesmerised by the pictures that I don’t notice Dad catching up with me.
-What are you looking at there Jason?, he asks.
I don’t know what to reply so I simply hand the magazine over to him without saying a word, but I am blushing. My cheeks are burning red.
Dad too goes red in the face as his eyes scans the pictures. He flips through the pages quickly.
-What are they doing Dad? What kind of game is that?, I ask as he still hasn’t said anything.
Only then does his eye meet mine and he says:
-Well Jason…I think you might be a little bit too young to understand this!
-But what are they doing Dad?, I ask again not taking no for an answer.
-Well they are having sex…son.
I know about sex, well not exactly what it is, but I know that is the way babies are made but I never knew you would be naked in the way the boy and the man are.
Dad sees my face turning into a question mark and he laughs nervously and sits down next to me on the log placing the magazine in his lap.
-If I tell you about this Jason it has to stay between you and I. ‘Your mother would think you are much too young to know about these things so it would have to stay between you and I.’ ‘Like a secret!’
-I can keep a secret, I say in the same whispering voice as my dad has been using.
-In this picture, says Dad clearing his throat. ‘the boy is performing oral sex on…on this gentleman.’ ‘Sometimes it is also called to suck cock!’
I have heard the word cock before and I know it is a bad word.
-But how come his thing is so big?, I ask pointing to the man’s penis inside the boy’s mouth. ‘Yours is not that big!’
Dad laughs out loud explaining that his thing can get just as big if not even bigger.
-A cock, he explains ‘is measured in inches’. ‘This man would have about 7 inches if my estimates are correct.’
-And how big is yours?, I ask innocently even though I am suddenly dying to find out.
-Bigger, he replies taking a look around as if he is suddenly nervous that someone would appear out of nowhere.
Dad flips the page and says a very silent ‘oh what the fuck’ when we are both presented with the boy sitting on top of the man, his back against the man’s chest. The man is holding the boy’s legs in a raised up position and it is clear to see that the man’s thing is somehow connected inside the boy.
The man on the picture still looks very happy but the boy seems to be struggling with something at least if you judge by his facial expression.
-What are they doing here?, I ask and my dad is forced to clear his throat several times before he finally replies.
-Well Jason, here they are making love…or fucking I suppose. ‘Yes the man is fucking the boy’ ‘That means that the man has put his cock inside the boy’s tiny hole.’
-But poo comes out of there, I intersect flabbergasted.
-You can use it for other things too. ‘When a grown man gets excited his cock swells up like that in order to be able to penetrate a little hole just like this one.’
-It seems to make the man very happy, I say.
In the next picture his face is zoomed in and he holds a facial expression that I have never seen before. He smiles widely at whoever holds the camera.
-I am sure he is, says Dad with a strange tone of voice.
-But the boy doesn’t look too happy. ‘Why is he not happy?’
-Well Jas, if the boy first puts his lips over the man’s cock he will excite the man so much that the man will have to put it inside the boy and fuck him. ‘It sort of like the name of the game.
-Does it hurt the boy Dad?
-Maybe a little bit, but he will also be proud that he has managed to do it! ‘ ‘Not many boys are able to take a large cock like that up their asses.’ ‘Normally you will need to be older in order for your body to have developed enough.’
-What does the text say?
-“Brian knows how good it makes Gino feel when he sits on top of his swollen cock because….” , dad hesitates and then continues “because he knows that is what a boy is supposed to do and he will get a present later.” “Brian knows though that in order to get a gift from the nice man he will have to let Gino…” Dad hesitates again.
-Have to let Gino what?
-…Have to let Gino enjoy his tight ass.’ ‘Only then will he get a present.’
-I want a present, I say sulkily.
-I think it is time we put this magazine back where we found it Jas, says Dad. ‘Before things go too far!’
I have no idea what he is talking about but I am very disappointed not to see more pictures. We had only reached page 8 and that magazine has at least 100 pages. Almost like a catalogue.
As Dad closes the magazine I notice that his thing has gone hard in his tight shorts.
-It’s just because I have to pee, dad explains when I ask him about it.
-I do too, I say. ‘We can pee in a cross so there wont be bad weather tomorrow!’
This is a game we have played several times.
Dad nods quickly without meeting my eye and he stands up, looks around again and pulls down his shorts and underwear.
His thing is hard too, just like Gino’s.
Really hard, just like the man in the picture.
It is also just as thick as the man’s – if not even thicker, standing straight out.
-Yours is hard too dad!, I say matter-of-factly. ‘I have never seen it that hard!’
-Sometimes it happens to Dads too, he explains. ‘Daddies get excited too.’
-And how do you make it go soft and normal again? ‘It is too big for your underwear now!’
-Either I fuck or I jerk off!
He smiles at me, letting his shorts drop to the leafy ground.
He pulls his foreskin back and his head presents itself.
Really big, mushroom-shaped and all shiny and light purple in its colour.
-It is very big dad, I say nearly out of breath without knowing why.
Dad nods and smiles at me again.
-Yours will grow this big too, he says and grabs a hold of his penis’ thick shaft.
‘But you will have to wait many years first!’
-What kind of present do you think Gino gave Brian?, I ask without taking my eyes off my Dad’s penis.
-Perhaps a toy-car, just like the one you wanted last week.
-Do you think so?, I ask and Dad quickly nods.
-Since Brian is such a good boy, letting Gino fuck his hole, I am sure that Brian will receive a shiny new toy car, promises Dad.
He keeps on tugging on his foreskin, meaning that big shiny head of his thing appears and disappears at a rapid speed.
‘Perhaps Brian can even get two cars if he is really good!’
-In that case I wish Gino was here right now, so he could give me a present too, I say loudly.
I have been taught not to ever be jealous but it doesn’t seem fair to me that somewhere out there is a man called Gino who gives out not one but two toy cars just for playing a game that I personally think looks like a lot of fun.
-Would you really let Gino do that to you?, Dad asks sitting down next to me on the log again. His penis is still very hard and almost seems to have a life of its very own.
I nod quickly.
-Of course I would! ‘If I would get TWO toy cars for it!’
Dad laughs and starts pulling on his foreskin again.
-To be honest Jas I don’t think Gino would be able to do that to you! ‘I think Gino’s cock is much too big for your little hole!’
He has opened up the magazine again now turning to page 9 which shows Gino plunging his huge penis inside Brian’s hole in a spoon like position.
Brian’s eyes are bright red as if he has been crying but Gino still looks happy and content as his penis is in the next picture all the way inside the hole.
-Nahaa, I moan, not knowing if Dad is indeed right or not. ‘I am not too little!’
-Says you, teases Dad. ‘Stand up Jason and pull down your shorts and whites and let me have a look!’
I do as he asks and even complies when he tells me to turn around and bend over. I am still wearing my t-shirt but other than that I am now starch naked.
It feels a bit funny to be naked outside.
Dad places a hand on my butt-cheek and squeezes it, muttering that Gino would probably like it.
-But I do not think he could ever put his entire thing inside your hole son, I am sorry but I really don’t think so!
‘It is a pity because you know we don’t have any money…’ ‘Otherwise I would buy you plenty of toy-cars myself!’ ‘If there was only a way…’
-I am sure I could do it, I say confidently.
-Perhaps, but only perhaps I could help you!, says Dad in a whispering tone.
-Help me how?, I ask with hope in my voice.
-Well have a look at Gino’s cock and then have a look at mine, wouldn’t you say that I am bigger?
-Yeah much bigger, I reply honestly.
-So…if you could handle me you could handle Gino!
I nod eagerly and smile at him. That is a brilliant idea.
-Only thing is, continues Dad. ‘If I do this for you, you will have to do something for me!’ ‘That is only fair right?’
-Of course, I say thinking he will ask me to the dishes for a few weeks.
-In that case you will have to suck Dad’s thick cock first!’
-Suck it? ‘Like Brian sucked Gino?’
Dad nods and scans the area with his eyes again.
-I am not too keen on putting it inside you but I love having my cock sucked, all dad’s love that even by their own sons.’ ‘It will also help me stay hard when I penetrate you’
Said and done.
I turn around and for the first time get really close to his swollen penis.
-You need to open your mouth wide Jas, like you were going to the dentist and be careful that you don’t scrape me with your teeth.’
Dad holds his hand around the base of his hard ting and points it at me.
It looks even bigger now.
-You want me to suck your thing like this?, I ask and opens my mouth wide and dives down in between my dad’s legs.
The head of his penis is very shiny and very soft, almost a bit wet and tastes a bit of salt.
-Oh yeah, he groans very loudly and I immediately pull back worried that I did something wrong because his voice sounds so funny.
-You are doing good, but when we play like this Jas it is not called ‘it’ or ‘thing’ or even ‘penis’. ‘It is called ‘cock’ or even better ‘Dad’s huge cock!’
I nod.
-Now I am going to suck Daddy’s huge cock, I say cheerily and return to the head of his cock.
It is so big I cannot even fit half of it inside my mouth, but dad doesn’t seem to mind. As my eyes meet his with his swollen cock inside my mouth he stares back at me the same way Gino looks at Brian.
-That is good son, he says as I start bobbing my head up and down on whatever of his cock that I can fit inside my mouth. Meanwhile Dad leans over across my back and starts poking my butthole with his index-finger.
He keeps applying saliva to his finger and smears it all over my hole, explaining that his cock will slide more easily if I am wet and ready.
The more I lick and suck on Dad’s cock the more I am getting worried about how big it is. His finger slides inside my hole and a sharp pain flows through my body and suddenly I wonder if these two toy cars are worth it.
-Does it hurt?, Dad asks as his finger is working inside my hole but my mouth is so filled with his cock that I can only groan an answer.
‘There is no going back now son!’ ‘What we have started must be finished!’
His cock leaves my mouth with a plopping sound as he retracts.
-You are a very good cock-sucker son, but if you continue like that I am gonna cum!
-What do you mean?
Dad points to page 18 in the magazine showing white stuff escaping the tip of Gino’s cock, literally coating Brian’s face.
-Cuming is when Dad gives you his milk, then it is over. ‘I will let you know when it will happen, so you are prepared.’
He gears up behind me telling me to spread my legs across the log as far as possible.
-When will you make milk?, I ask perhaps subconsciously remembering that that is when it will be over.
-As I said I will let you know, but it should not take too long son! ‘You have managed to get me quite excited with your mouth, it will feel like warm liquid inside your hole!’ ‘But I come a lot so if we are lucky I will be able to fill you up and perhaps even cause your ass to overflow!’
-How do you mean?, I ask worriedly because overflowing sounds dangerous.
Dad laughs.
-It means that there’s not enough room in your butt for both your Dad’s cock and his cum so it will be pushed outside and run down your legs. ‘The more the man cums the more you have excited him.’
He spits on his cock a few times and the starts pushing against my hole.
Almost immediately I ask him to stop because the pain is unbearable as his cock starts spreading my hole open, pushing forth.
-You are a bit too young for this son, I will have to push hard to enter. ‘It will hurt but try to relax!’ ‘After all 8.5 inches is going inside your hole!’
I feel dad’s strong hands grab me by my shoulders as he tells me he is in position and not to move.
-When I tell you to you need to start pushing as if you were having a shit Jason, this will open your hole and make it less painful!’
I only nod now truly petrified of what is to come next.
‘Now Jason, push for all you are worth!’
I feel Dad’s cock pushing against my hole and seconds later he starts sliding inside me accompanied by the most pain I have ever had to endure. Worse than when I broke my leg and even if I struggle to get away, dad holds me in place.
-You are doing good son, at least two inches are inside!
-Please Dad, pull it out, it hurts, ouch ouch ouch it really hurts.
But Dad’s keeps on pushing all the while informing me how far inside he is in my stretched rectum.
-It wont be as painful next time son, I promise. ‘We will just have to keep you stretched constantly!’ ‘I can always sneak into your room when Mum has fallen asleep and if you promise to keep quiet I will even stuff my cock up your ass in your own bed.’ I will keep on doing this!’
I am so far off in my mind because of the immense pain cutting through my body the more Dad is pushing from behind that I don’t even respond.
He cannot be serious.
I am never going to do this again no matter how many toy cars I am offered.
And all the same I feel really proud when dad announces that I have managed to take his entire cock inside my hole.
-Not even your mother can handle that! ‘Not all 8,5 inches up her ass.’
-Really?, I say, the first thing uttered since the torture started.
-Really! ‘You are doing very well son! ‘You are only 5 years old but you are managing to satisfy a grown up cock!’
Dad starts moving slowly behind me and I can feel how my ass muscles are clamping down around his rod. His cock is so hard and much too big for where it is located, but still Dad manages to find enough room to move back a little bit and then push it inside again.
-Is this fucking Dad?, I ask almost out of breath.
-Normally fucking is a bit rougher, says Dad. ‘Fucking means I can pump my cock in and out of your ass as hard as I want, but you are too little for that still.’ ‘We need to give you some time to get used to it but as well as you are taking it I don’t think it will take long before your dad can really fuck you!’
I can feel Dad’s cock moving in and out of my rectal-passage slowly back an forth still with his hands grabbing my shoulders and he has started groaning more and more loudly for each thrust.’
-That is good son, just like that, fuck your ass is so tight.
Something is happening tomy Dad’s cock. Even if it is deep inside my ass I can still feel how it is getting bigger and bigger.
-I am going to give you my milk very soon.
He thrusts harder and harder and it feels as if his intruder is about to split me in two.
-Fuck, I am coming, he yells.
He has only said the words until I feel several jets of his milk stream inside my ass, coating my insides. It feels exactly as he has described it, warm and wet.
He stays inside me for quite a long time after that slowly moving his cock back and forth telling me how well I did.
My bottom is still very sore but at the same time I do feel very proud, especially when I feel his Daddy-milk slowly running down my legs.
Slowly he pulls out f me and his cock leaves my hole with a loud popping noise and I feel even more cum escaping my hole in a big gob.
I feel completely drenched and my legs really hurt from staying in the same position for too long.
-Stay where you are Jason, I have to wipe my cum of your ass, so your mother wont notice it.
He speaks to me with a happy voice and smiles widely at me.
-You know, you’ve done so good, I have decided that we will get you a toy on the way home.

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This Story Is About Cindy 1:9-1:10

So finally after four days, part 8 got posted. I’m hoping this part does soon, too. I will do work on part two, but I can’t say when it wil be coming out. I may need to changed some things based ion the new review period. Anyways, thanks for those of you who stuck around for all of part one! Enjoy the conclusion!

Fantasm

My Graduation Present

Let me start out by telling you a little bit about myself. My name is Matt, and i’m 18 years old. I’m almost 5′ 9, 190 lbs. I play football, baseball, and i’m on the wrestling team. I’m not exactly ripped, but i’m definitely not fat. In the summer time from playing sports year round, i’m tanner than most of my friends and my sister who couldn’t get a tan to save her life. The summer is precisely when this story takes place. It’s the day of my graduation party, June 16th. It had to be the hottest day of the entire summer. All day relatives arrived, which wasn’t exactly thrilling. My friends stopped over and a lot of girls I knew. My niece Danielle stopped over. She’s only 14 but looks like she’s my age. All my friends were asking who she was and I told them they better back off because of her age.
As day turned to night, me and my friends decided to step the party up a little bit. Everyone there threw down five dollars and we got a keg of Busch Light. Within an hour of when we got back with the keg, everyone was smashed. Game after game of beer pong can do that to a person. I decide to take a trip outside and see what’s happening in my yard. I walk around the side of my house to find someone running towards me. It was Danielle, she wrapped both her hands around one of my arms and immediately I got a massive erection. Maybe it was the alcohol, but I looked at my niece not as her Uncle, but as my friends did. She was 4’9 maybe 90 lbs. I do twice her weight in warmups in the weight room. She father was Mexican, which meant she put my tan to shame. She was wearing pink pump high heels, which made her come almost to my chin. A black miniskirt with a white button up top. Bright pink lipstick, how did she convince her mom to let her wear what she’s wearing. This girl was begging to be fucked. She leaned into my ear and whispered, “Uncle Matt, I saw a cop car.” The first thing I picked up was the scent of alcohol on her breath; I didn’t even ask her about it.
“If the cops come they can’t do a thing. And for the last time just call me Matt.
“Well I’m scared. I’m only 14, what will they do if they catch me?” She wrapped her hands around my chest and impaled her chest on my cock. It stuck into her chest, then slip up my pants until it was pointing straight up. There’s no way she didn’t feel that, I thought to myself. She didn’t even seem to notice though, she still clung to me with a kung fu grip. “Please can we go inside or something?”
“Alright if it will make you feel better lets go.” We walked back inside my house. I didn’t want to go back in my bedroom where all my friends were, so we found ourselves alone in the living room. We both sat on the couch, her sitting right next to me. I couldn’t help but look down at her smooth legs. She looked so sexy it was hard from stopping myself. I turned on some random MTV bologna and we sat watching it for a while. I sat there trying to find another way to get laid, but it was getting so late I tried dozing off for a minute, that’s when Danielle looked up at me, “Uncle Matt, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure, what’s on your mind?”
“What’s this thing?” She lifted her head from my lap and replaced it with her hand. She looked down at it for a second and looked up at me with a grin. “I could feel it when I hugged you. You have a big one, Uncle Matt.” I looked down at my niece with her hand on my cock, with one of the hardest erections in my life as the door opened. It was my mom.
“Your sister’s leaving,” she said, “you better go say goodbye. Danielle, that means you’re leavin’ too.”
“My mom said I could stay over, I mean…. if that’s okay with you.”
“Yes of course you’re always welcome here. You have to find you’re own place to sleep though.”
“Oh don’t worry,” she looked at me, “I will.”
I walked outside and said goodbye to my sister and a couple other fleeting relatives. On my way back inside, I heard my friends coming down from upstairs in my room. They said they were leaving, so I said bye to them too and headed back inside. When I got back to Danielle, she was complaining about being tired and wanting to go to sleep. I told her to go and she said I had to come with her, cuz she was scared of my room being so dark. Our house is old, and the wiring is weird so the switches are in weird places. I can see how she could get scared because you can’t see where you’re going sometimes. I led her upstairs, and we stumbled around in the dark, not even bothering with the switches. She fell backwards onto the weight machine and pulled me on top of her. She spread her legs and wrapped them around me laughing. Her skirt lift all the way up exposing her pink thong, driving my raging boner crazy. I wanted to pull it off to the side and ram my eight inch rod up her tiny hole. I started thinking about if she’s been fucked before. She acts like a little whore, I have a sixth sense for them, family or not I can tell. I pulled myself off of her and pulled her on to her feet. We entered the second bedroom where my bed is. She fell onto her stomach, and i fell onto my back. I didn’t bother turning the lights on, it looked like she was passed out anyway. I started feeling my pants, wondering if she was asleep so I could stroke it. I need some relief from this sexual tension. She started snoring a little bit, so I whipped it out and started wacking away. I worked it up into a full out erection again. I noticed that her snores had stopped a second too late. I opened my eyes and she stood gazing at my dick.
“Uncle Matt, yours is so big.”
“Danielle, I’m your Uncle.” I started packaging my raging hard-on away in my pants when she grabbed a firm hand onto it.
“No, I won’t tell no one, just let me play with it.”
“You’re my niece, and you’re 14! I’ll go to prison!”
“Come on, you’re so hot, all my friends wanna fuck you.” She started stroking my cock at a good pace; I had to stop myself from exploding right then and there. “See? I’ve had lots of practice.”
“On Who?”
“Some boyfriends I’ve had let me suck theirs, but they were half your size. I want to suck yours. I’m good at sucking too they tell me”
“You’re insane. I’d never let you.”
“Don’t act like you don’t want to, you’re the one that got a boner in the first place. Now i’m telling you I want to suck it, so you can’t get in trouble right? See? Problem solved.” She pulled my cock into the upright position, pointing straight into her mouth. She plunged her head onto my steel rod. Her tiny mouth barely fit around it. Hell, her hand barely fit around it. She got about three inches in, and started to gag. The feeling of her lips wrapped around my cock sent flames through my body. She would use her tongue to try to coax her head farther down. The feeling was amazing, even if she wasn’t getting it in any deeper.
“All that talk you had me thinking you were a pro”
“I am, i’m just getting warmed up.” She plunged her head down again, this time four, maybe five inches down. She stuck her tongue out and flicked it back and forth on my shaft. With her hand she pulled my balls towards her mouth. With one last attempt, she speared her head down harder than before, but she had hit a brick wall. At this point I knew a couple things. One, I had three more inches of cock I had to get into her mouth. Two, I knew her mouth wasn’t 5 inches deep. That meant my cock was part way in her throat, and if it could get part way in, she could get the rest in. I gave out a moan and smoothly placed my hand on her cheek. She stuck the tip of my dick between her teeth and her cheek so I could feel it. After feeling my dick through my niece’s small cheek, she went back to sucking. Up, down, up, down. As amazing as it felt, her cute face staring up at me begged for more. I could see it in her eyes that she, just as much as me, wanted my dick buried in the back of her throat. My hand went from her cheek to the back of her head. I grabbed a handful of hair and started plunging her head down hard. I didn’t push anything at first, just down the usual five inches. After a minute of this just as I had her down deep as she could go, I gave out a moan and thrust into her head. I slipped another inch into her mouth, but she instantly gagged and pulled off giggling. “I think you can read my mind.”
“I think I can too. Now suck.” She obediantly wrapped her lips around me again, only taking the tip in. I grabbed her head with both hands, and slammed her down again once more. Only two inches to go I thought to myself.
“Here this might be easier, stand up,” she said. I stood up and stepped out of my pants. She lifted up onto her knees doggystyle, my cock pointing straight at her mouth. This will be way easier, I said to myself. My niece is a good little whore. I grabbed her head and bobbed it down a few inches. “I’d take a deep breath,” I said, and without warning plunged her head down. Her throat was so tight as my cock slid seven long inches down her 14 year old throat. I started fucking her face pretty violently. I couldn’t control myself at this point. I pulled it out, then down seven inches. I could hear her breathing heavy after every ascent. Pulled it out, down seven inches. I was slowly working myself into a rhythm. I felt that familiar tingle in my balls, and I didn’t have to look far to find a place to shoot my load. Without warning I shoved my cock eight inches deep into her throat. She started to gag, put her hands on my hips and pushed away. She was no match for my strength at this point. I shot the first load of sticky cum directly down her throat. Then I slid her up slowly until just the tip was in her mouth. I rested here for a second, shooting a few streams of sticky fluid into her mouth before diving back down her throat to empty the rest of my load directly into her stomach. When I was done I slowly slid my cock once more out of my niece’s slippery mouth. I had forgotten about the cum into her mouth until I saw it open, and she gave her tongue a swirl. One minute it was there, and the next it was gone as she swallowed every last drop.
“I think that stuff tastes good,” she said as she licked her lips hungrily.
“Well then, this won’t be the last time you get a free meal from me!”

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Fantasm

Club Fatale, Pt. 9

As the Commodore’s machinations come to fruition, Evan finds himself reunited with his daughter in time for his final test.

Fantasm

Right or Wrong

When a couple just graduated from college and burdened with debt decide to appear on the BDSM-themed game show “Right or Wrong,” interesting things happen.

Fantasm

Living with Uncle Jim pt. 4

Monday morning I woke in Jim’s bed still in pain, more so after what he spent hours doing to me the night before. After taking me to see Johnny and making sure I had taken the morning after pill and putting me on a regular pill he told me I would be spending the night in his room. Finally at 4am I was able to go to sleep so now I was aching all over and really sleepy. I climbed slowly into the shower making sure to wash every inch of myself at least three times before I felt barely clean enough to climb out and get dressed.
“When you get home you will come to my room and wake me.” Jim tells me as I head to the door “make sure you have your uniform on and nothing under it” he adds as I put my hand on the handle trying hard not to be sick, when I open the door I come face to face with the other half of my night mare. Tony’s hands move to my hips with the pretence of steadying me
“Woo Jane careful there” he laughs while I cringe at his voice, lowering my eyes and looking down, my skin crawling I’m desperate to get away from him. As I move to the side he squeezes slightly and moves past me giving me a clear view of his son standing at the end of the path.
“Hey Jane” he calls to me smiling like he’s so happy to see me, for just a second I want to run to back inside and hide. I know it’s ridiculous this isn’t Ben’s fault he doesn’t even know what happened. I take a step forward closing the front door behind me when Jim calls me, looking back his index finger moves to his smiling mouth signalling not to say a word.
“Jane are you ok? You’re really quiet.” Ben asks when we get to school
I look up at him not even realising that we have walked all this way without me hearing a word he has said
“How was your uncle’s party?” He smiles “dad says you looked so beautiful in your new dress I wish I could have seen”
“It was ok” I mumble looking down feeling sick all over again, I hate the look in his eyes, I know he’s wondering why I’m so quiet and is worried about me, but honestly I just can’t make myself care at that moment.
At midday I start to make my way to the lunch hall but I’m stopped by Mrs Cano calling my name seemingly in a rush with her dark grey curls blowing wildly around her cubby face as she waddles into the field towards me
“Ah Jane at last I found you, I need you to come with me to Mr Jones’ office” she says breathlessly in her Spanish accent
I look over at Ben wishing somehow he would stop this, I know it’s stupid. He doesn’t know what John said he was planning, he has no reason to believe I would be in danger of our head master why would he? People like John are respected and trusted. I lower my head and follow Mr Jones’ secretary back to his office.
“Don’t worry you shouldn’t be long he just said he has a message for you from your Uncle” Mrs Cano smiles misreading my face thinking I’m worried that I’m in trouble, I try to smile back but just can’t manage it knowing what I’m about to face as I walk through the closed door to Johns office.
“Ah Jane please take a seat and close the door” he says as he closes a program on his computer and turns to me, I’m uncomfortable his deep voice still has a calming effect on me after all that he did to me that night
“Your uncle has asked to me let you know that he has had to go into work so he won’t be home until late tonight. He asks that you go straight home and make yourself ready for when he gets in” he smiles at me as he passes on the last part of his message
“I have something I would like you to see, come stand here I’m sure you will find it interesting” he adds pointing at the space beside him.
I stand and walk around his desk not able to think of a way to get out of standing within touching distance of him. His right hand moves to the mouse connected to his computer and clicks on the folder closed at the bottom of the screen, suddenly the screen is filled with the image of my blonde hair falling over my face, my mouth filled with Tony’s cock as he looks into my eyes his face contorted with pleasure. Disgust fills me as I realise I can’t see any evidence of the tears that were in my eyes when this was actually happening no red blotchy eyes or pain in my face I actually look like I’m smiling up at him with my eyes, my hand moves to my mouth as I start to feel like I’m about to throw up when I feel a hand slide up my thigh and under my skirt. I turn to look at John but his eyes are glued to the screen as his right hand clicks the mouse bringing up another picture this time a close up of my legs spread wide apart and my uncle between them. I gag holding my hand harder against my mouth trying hard not to allow the vomit now filling my throat to come any higher
“You look so beautiful don’t you think?” Mr Jones asks me pulling my thoughts away from what I’m seeing; my hand flies down to my thigh to stop his hand moving any higher as I look at him disgusted
“No I don’t! I think these pictures are disgusting and are just proof that you are all just dirty perverts having sexual intercourse with a minor”
His smile makes me want to slap him as he replies
“I thought by now you would be able to say the word fuck Jane. We fucked you and as much as you say you didn’t we all know you loved it. Now either you place your hands on the desk and watch the screen or I will have to call your uncle.”
I place my hands flat on the desk and look at the corner of the screen so I don’t actually see the folder full of pictures which he has now put on slide show so he has both hands free
“Ramona please hold my calls and tell the maintenance team that someone needs to check the forth stall in the girls toilets please” he calls through the intercom to his secretary before turning it off, I hear the click of Mrs Cano’s shoes as she waddles off to do as he asked before his right hand reaches over and easy slips open the button holding my shirt over my bra covered breasts and slides in to caress them.
His left hand continues its route up my skirt reaching the top of my thighs and brushing against my private place
“Mm you feel so warm” he breaths into my hair pulling his chair closer to me and leaning in to me, my body starts to shake and my eyes start to well up
“Look at the screen my favourite picture is coming up”
Against my better judgement my eyes move up to the middle of the screen as a picture comes up of me laying on the sofa, John’s head is buried between my thighs, my legs are wide open, my left hand is holding his head seemingly holding him in place as my back arches and I pull Jim’s mouth down to mine. The picture was taken at the exact moment I came; John’s fingers slide my knickers to one side allowing him to slide his middle finger into me. I gasp at the intrusion but he just pushes his finger deeper
“God you are still so tight, I love it” he moans pulling me to stand in front of him “Get on your knees I want you to watch something with me” he adds opening a new file labelled James birthday video. As he clicks play he pushes me to my knees
“Get my cock out and suck it while we watch” he demands, the screen is filled with the sight and sounds of what was happening when his so called favourite picture was taken.
My moans fill the room as his hands grip my hair tight letting me know this isn’t the time to mess around, I pull his private bit from his trousers and suck it into my mouth. I remember from Jim what he liked me to do so I suck him harder as I move my head up and down his shaft. His moans fill the room mingling with mine still playing on the computer screen, the sound of high heeled shoes distracts us as they move closer
“Stay down there and be quiet” he growls pulling his chair towards the desk causing me to shuffle back, “keep sucking, I didn’t tell you to stop!” I take him back in my mouth my heart beating wildly I hear him click off the sound to the video just as the door opens
“Sorry John I spoke to maintenance and they are fixing the broken toilet, also you have a meeting in half hour with Matthew Rose’s parents about his behaviour” I hear her pause “Is Miss Bows gone?” I feel Mr Jones lift his hips pushing himself further into my mouth a silent warning to carry on
“Yes Ramona, I told her, her Uncle called and she seemed upset. I didn’t want her leaving like that and having other children question her so I let her stay a while until she got herself under control” he replies calmly although I feel his cock expanding in my mouth
“Such a shame a child that young has to go through losing her parents. It’s a good thing she has her Uncle to stay with”
“I agree, I know her Uncle well and he is taking good care of her don’t you worry” he smiles back his voice a slight moan as he releases his seed into my throat “let me finish this email and then we can go down to that meeting”
As she closes the door he pulls his chair back
“That was very good, now… before you go I want you to sit on my desk and open your legs wide. I want to taste that pussy again”
“Please Mr Jones can I just go to lunch now I haven’t eaten yet and I will have to go back to class soon” I say trying to get round the other side of the desk and to the door
“Don’t be stupid child Mrs Cano is just outside and I told her you have left already, you will have to wait until she leaves her desk and in the meantime you will get your arse over here and do as you are told” his tone changing dramatically, becoming dark and scary enough that I hurriedly push myself up onto the desk.
At first he just sits there looking at me, just as I start to shake with embarrassment a smile spreads over his mouth
“I want to hear you say it Jane” he sighs leaning back in his chair and folding his arms. his eyes roaming over my body, moving slowly from my eyes down my chest and resting between my legs, I know I don’t have a choice and the quicker I get this over with the quicker I can get back to class and forget it
Looking him straight in the eyes I lift my chin before saying
“Mr Jones I want you to lick my pussy”
The look on his face is pure satisfaction as he leans in towards me and spreads my legs wide, placing my feet on the back of his chair and bending my knees so they fall open. His hand runs up the smooth skin of my thighs reaching the top and pushing my knickers to one side once again as he bends his head.
I jump slightly as his nose moves slowly through my lips parting them as he takes a deep sniff, his hot breath releasing on the top of my thighs and slightly caressing my anal hole. I scrunch my eyes closed as he reaches the little nub at the top, moving over it quickly with the tip of his nose before following with his tongue I concentrate hard on my breathing trying hard not to let what’s happening affect my body and repeating over and over in my head ‘do not come’,
I realise it’s not working as I feel my body start to heat up and my breathing shorten as his tongue slips as deep as it can reach into my private place. His right hand comes round caressing my thighs and reaching his thumb round to caress my nub, unable to stop myself my back arches and before I know it my body tenses and pleasure fills me. As my body comes down I open my eyes to find Mr Jones staring at me with a wide grin on his face
“You know if you just give in to it Jane you will find you will enjoy it even more, maybe so much that your juices will be squirting all over my face”
I pull my legs down off the back of the chair feeling them shake with the effort,
“I will never give in to what you and my Uncle are forcing me to do,” I say with the strongest tone I can manage, the quiver in my voice caused by the aftershocks of pleasure still running through my body not helping.
His laugh catches me off guard as I push my feet to the floor and straighten my skirt
“Well the choice is yours but believe me with the amount of people you will be fucking you might as well enjoy it” he says as he pushes me back against the desk and kicking my legs apart, “Ramona would you please go to the lunch room and get me a coke before the meeting? I am nearly finished here” he calls through the intercom his right hand pushing my skirt up again and forcing his fingers into me
“No matter what you do little girl you belong to us, just you remember that” he says making me gasp in pain as he forces a third finger into me and pushes them all the way in, as we hear the tell-tale clicking of Mrs Cano’s shoes he pulls his fingers from me and places them in his mouth while spinning me round and forcing me out the door
“Remember what your Uncle said be sure to be ready and waiting for him when he gets home” he whispers in my ear before closing the door on me.
Somehow I manage to make my way all the way to the hall just before the bell rings signalling the end of lunch
“Hey Jane,” I hear Ben call behind me
I stop to wait for him not really in the mood to talk but I know that it will be suspicious if I don’t
“Where were you?” he asks as he catches up to me
“I wasn’t feeling well so I stayed in Mr Jones office for lunch” I say looking at the floor as I force my feet to move again, making myself head to class.
At the end of the day Ben and I walk home together as usual but this time accompanied by Carl and Terry who are both going to Ben’s for the night. The conversation seems full of typical teenage boy topics, girls and computers mainly but my attention span lacks the interest where I would use to be interested.
“You’ll be there won’t you Jane?”
I look up confused
“Hey earth to Jane” Carl laughs putting his arm round my shoulder, the sudden contact makes me jump causing his arm to slide from me and a hurt look to come over him “Hey I’m sorry” he tries to laugh it off holding his hands up in front of him in surrender
I stop in my tracks causing the three of them to stop and look at me
“No I’m sorry Carl I was miles away and wasn’t listening, you scared me but that was no excuse to flinch like that” I say slowly forcing myself to place my hand on his shoulder and removing it as quickly as I can without it looking strange
“What was you saying Ben? I will be where?” I ask moving down the road again
“I was just saying about my birthday next week” he says, I can feel his eyes on me watching me closely
“Sure I’ll be there what do you have planned?” I say plastering on a smile to make them feel better. As they start to laugh and joke again about the party Ben wants to have I feel myself slowly going back into my own mind and thinking about the last party I attended and how it changed my life, I know that Ben’s won’t be like that, he wouldn’t do that to me but then I thought that my Uncle would never do it.
As we reach my house I walk towards the door, reaching it before feeling a hand grab my wrist. Again I flinch before I realise its Ben
“Jane look at me” he says ignoring my flinch and reaching up to my chin, his hand gently holding me in place so I can’t look away
“Something is wrong, and I want to know what it is, I won’t push you because you clearly don’t want to talk about it but I will say no matter what it is I’m here when you’re ready to spill. You can trust me” he adds looking me right in the eyes as they start to spill over.
As he releases my face his head slowly bends giving me time to move. Although I flinch again and lower my head I don’t move completely, his lips touch my cheek pressing slightly before moving back
“Don’t” I whisper, he looks at me before stepping back and allowing me to turn and escape inside my Uncles house.
As I close the door on my three friends tears spill down my cheeks, I feel sad that I can’t be around them without starting to feel uncomfortable, I head to the bathroom feely letting the tears fall,
‘normal girls are out flirting and having fun’ I think to myself ‘my parents would say I’m too young for that and I would have agreed, I didn’t want to do things like that before but maybe it would take my mind of everything going on,’
I shake my head as I hold my hand out testing the running water from the shower
‘That would be stupid, and just plain mean I wasn’t raised like that’
I step back and look in the mirror over the sink, leaning my hands on the bowl I look closely at my eyes; they look big, red and puffy. The blue of them looking darker than usual when I’m happy and smiling, turning away I head back to the shower and start to peel away my clothes before stepping in.
The hot water cascading down my naked body I lean my head against the cool tiled wall of the shower letting my thoughts go through my head, not making myself feel any better but I’m no longer able to control them as they turn to the night ahead and what Mr Jones said that Jim wanted me to do. Every inch of my body wanting to scream, to grab my clothes and leave, even to call Ben and tell him everything but the truth is I’m scared what that will cause to happen next. Where will I go? With all the men involved who can I trust? I climb from the tub and walk to my room throwing myself onto my bed.
After calming down and making myself some cheese and bacon pasta bake I head back to my room to get dressed again in the uniform I had not long taken off, not sure what time Jim will be home I head back to the living room to watch TV.
Heading past the kitchen door I change direction and move toward the kitchen cupboard above the sink to the left, inside I find the leftover bottles of vodka, brandy and tequila, without thinking about what a bad idea it is I take the tequila bottle and pour myself a shot glass of it, I knock it back quick and follow up with another glass.
Just as I cringe from the taste of the second glass I hear Jim’s keys in the door. With the Dutch courage of the two tequilas I don’t bother to move instead just fill another glass, as he turns through the door and looks at me I smile and hold my glass up to him daring him to moan about a twelve year old drinking before knocking it back. I instantly regret it as the drink washes through me and starts to affect my senses
“Looks like I came home to a party” Jim smiles walking towards me
“Well you like parties” I sneer at him losing balance and clinging to the kitchen side
“I’m not sure I like you in this state though,” he frowns “though you did do as I asked and you are still in your uniform I will let it slide, next time if you plan to drink don’t drink so much I want you to remember what I do to you!” he continues bending down to kiss me
“I very much doubt will ever forget what you have done to me” I say filling my words with the hatred I have for him
His smile infuriates me so much that I have to look away turning my head to the side
“Oh I hope so little niece I hope you never forget I took your innocence, who this perfect body belongs to. You are mine Jane!” he whispers in my ear as he traps me against the side, his left hand coming up to my chin not unlike how Ben touched me earlier but his grip is a lot tighter almost painful as he holds my head to the side and begins to kiss his way down my neck
“I hear you had some fun at school, I want you to tell me all about it as I fuck you” he says spreading my legs and pushing his fingers into my uncovered private place
My mind beginning to become fuzzy I tell him what Mr Jones made me do at lunch, having to stop and restart every time he growls at me for details, finally getting to the part with him licking my private place Jim lifts me onto the kitchen counter and pulls my head back by my hair
“Tell me again Jane, what you said to him?” he growls licking his way up my neck and using his right hand to unbutton his jeans
“I…I told him to lick my pussy” I mumble back gasping at the end as he pushes his cock ball deep into me
“See what you do to me? The thought of my little niece being a good little slut and getting my friends to lick her pussy while someone is just outside is so hot. I bet you loved it knowing someone could have caught you, mmm his cock spilling in your mouth with Ramona just inches way talking to him”
As he thrusts into me I’m suddenly grateful for the drink, feeling numb I can easily forget what’s happening, as he lifts me up and pushes my chest over the table he pounds deeper and harder into me, causing a pain to shoot through my stomach
“OW UNCLE PLEASE IT HURTS” I shout but his pounding just continues, I grit my teeth wishing I could have another glass of drink to take away the pain and help me forget what’s happening, next time I will remember to drink enough that I’m about to be sick I think to myself
“Ah fuck you feel good baby,” he screams pulling me harder towards him so he is buried as deep as possible before releasing his seed deep into me, as his thrusts slow down and he finishes he pulls himself from me seconds before I find myself sprawled on the floor.
“Get me a beer” he says pulling his jeans up and heading towards the living room, realising he pushed me to the floor like a piece of rubbish, I slowly get back up and head towards the fridge, quickly knocking back another shot of tequila before grabbing him a beer and heading to the living room
The TV plays the scene that shocked me the day Ben came round, I quickly go to make my way up stairs when he grabs me and tells me that he hasn’t finished with me.
Just then his phone rings
His smile gives away who is on the other line straight away, dread fills me quickly.
“Tony just the man I was hoping to talk to, got a favour to ask you and to sweeten the deal come round now” he grins at whatever his friend says “Trust me man this favour won’t need sweetening” hanging the phone up he smiles at me
“Strip naked” he demands of me as he opens his can. Taking my clothes off, he sits on the sofa sideways facing me and watching me lowering my skirt.
“Good girl now put your knees on the arm rest and spread them wide,” he continues, as I do what he says I have no idea where this is heading until he adds
“Now… put your hands both sides of my hips and suck my cock like you sucked John this afternoon”
As I comply it clicks into place, just at that moment the front door opens and Jim’s right hand lands on my head stopping me from moving
“Jesus” I hear Tony mumble as he closes the door behind him, the cool breeze caressing my bum as it clicks shut, I realise he has had a clear view of both my holes as soon as he opened the door
“Whatever the favour man you can have it” he adds as I hear his zip open and feel his hands reach my hips,
It doesn’t take long and soon Tony is filling my pussy as Jim comes in my mouth, both of them thrusting into my holes hard and fast ignoring the moans of discomfort and pain coming from my mouth. As Jim’s body comes down again he pulls my hands making me slip and fall on his chest
“Hey” Tony calls behind me as he slips out of me
“Sorry man” Jim calls back lifting me up and moving off the sofa to sit on the arm rest that I was just kneeling on, his cock slides into me, his mouth claiming mine. As he pulls back out he orders Tony to sit down on the arm rest and pushes me towards him, as Tony pulls me up and slides back into me he throws his head back in pleasure
“Hold her still” Jim says behind me, I start to get that bad feeling again that I got just before he took my virginity I try to look behind me but Tony’s arms clamp round me pinning me to him. I feel Jim’s hands pulling my hips up slightly before something big rubs over my little brown hole
“NO…NO PLEASE” I scream as loud as possible
“Shut her up” Jim growls as he pushes harder into my bum. My struggling becomes wild and determined as Tony removes one hand and blindly fails around looking for something to make me be quiet
“Fuck it man ill shut her up with my fist” he growls
“NO” shouts Jim “NO BRUISES” he says stepping back and grabbing a pillow from the arm chair. Handing it to Tony he moves back up behind me, as Tony thrusts the pillow into my face and holds it between us his hand moves to the back of my head burying my face in it and muffling my protests.
Jim pushes harder into me again the tip of his private bit finally managing to pass the resistance my body was giving causing pain I have never felt before to shoot through me, my eyes leak consistently while I scream as loud as I can. Through the agony I feel Tony moaning loudly
“Fuck James I have never felt anything so tight, I think I’m falling in love” he laughs
“Oh Jesus Christ believe me If you was this end you wouldn’t be saying that”
The two of them continue to thrust and pump into me, every now and then one of them will use my hair to pull my head back and comment on how great I look filled with both their ‘cocks’ I closed my eyes against it grateful at least that I knew I wasn’t going to come with the amount of pain I was in.
Tony’s mouth was around my boob sucking it into his mouth when I felt the warm sensation filling both my holes letting me know it will soon be over, they thrust a few more times making sure to empty themselves completely before pulling out of me and letting me fall on the sofa
“Looks like you took that hole good and proper” Tony laughed pointing down at Jim’s private bit. Opening my eyes I look over at Jim as he sits on the arm rest of the chair and notice that his lower half is covered in blood, my left hand gently reaches back and softly touches my sore bum, coming against something wet I look down at my and seeing my blood. Panic builds inside me as I sit up.
Jim looks over at me and smiles
“Don’t panic I just ripped you a little should have prepared you more but I couldn’t be bothered to wait, we will visit Johnny tomorrow” he adds
The pain still coursing through me says it’s more than a little, my tears still falling as Tony pushes me to my back and slides his fingers back into me. I can’t believe they really don’t care what they just put me through, my hands fly up as I begin to punch every inch of him I can reach the pain shooting up my back fuelling my anger and actually helping me to think through it.
Seeing what I’m doing Jim comes running round the other side of the sofa and grabs my hands but not before I shock them both with a swing that connects firmly with Tony’s nose. As if in slow motion I hear a crack and feel warm liquid spray over my face. He climbs off me screaming and shouting all kinds of words even the devil himself would blush at, it doesn’t take him long though to recover and come stomping towards me with painful intentions in his eyes, my anger still burns inside me and I struggle against Jim’s hands wanting to punch them both
“Tony stop” quicker than I thought possible Jim stands in front of me with his hands against Tony’s chest
“Move out of my way James that little bitch needs a lesson in respect” he growls trying to push against Jim
“NO BRUISES” Jim shouts pushing him hard making him stumble and fall to the ground
“Are you fucking kidding me? Look what she fucking did” he points to his nose now streaming steadily with his blood
I can’t help myself as a laugh builds up and escapes my lips bringing both men to stare at me
“You think this is funny bitch?” Tony yells over Jim’s shoulder causing my hysterics to start all over again as his anger comes out in a roar Jim still stands between us
“Jane if you don’t shut the fuck up I’m going to hurt you in a way that won’t leave any marks” he shouts over his shoulder at me making me laugh even more
“Y…you already d…did” I manage between breaths finding it strange myself after what’s just happened I can’t stop laughing, but as they say you either laugh or you cry and I have been crying enough lately come to think of it who are they?
The strange though slows my giggling as I climb from the sofa a sob following the last giggle as I accidentally press against my bum
“Can I have a shower?” I ask sitting on my knees on the floor
“A salt water bath would be better” Jim replies not looking at me as I crawl the stairs on my hands and knees.
The bath water stings against my broken skin making me grit my teeth and grip tightly against the sides. When I finally manage to get under the water the door bangs into the wall beside me making me jump
“What the fuck what that?” Jim growls at me “don’t you start to think that cause I don’t want you bruised I won’t hurt you in other ways” he adds coming towards me and gripping my neck with his hand, instinctively I let go of the sides of the bath and grip his hand trying to pull him off me. He pushes me back into the bath and releases me causing another shot of pain to go through me
“Sit forward” he growls again and pouring half the tub of salt that he’s holding into the hot water behind me, using his hand to swirl it around till it dissolves he adds “the salt will help your muscles relax and also help you start to heal”
It becomes clear that he has no intention of leaving as he sits on the toilet seat and watches me sit there in the water, I decide to get on with it hoping that the salt will ease some of the pain but it doesn’t seem to be working as I lean back slowly
“Why did you hit him?” he asks, I can’t believe what a stupid question it is and that he really has to ask
“You both just hurt me really bad Jim, and then he pushed me back on my bum to stick his fingers in me” I said looking at him
“I don’t care what he did you had no right to touch him like that” he stands up and bends over me “and I have told you before not to call me Jim”
“No right? I had no right? Are you joking? You have no right to rape me over and over, you have no right to hurt me the way you have yet you stand there and say I have no right to defend myself?” I shout at him
Quicker than I could have seen it coming his hand catches mine and pins them against the tiled wall while his right hand moves under the water, spreading my legs and pressing into my bum
“I. Don’t. Care. How. Much. It. Hurts. You. You. Are. Mine!” he says slowly emphasizing every word while looking at me in the eyes, his biggest finger sliding in and out of my bleeding hole, sending blankets of pain all over me. He releases me just as quick again,
“You better find a way to apologise to him. I have to go away for the night for work and I asked him to watch you,” at my confused look he smiles “you will be staying at Tony’s house the night”
‘Oh my god,’ I think to myself ‘how am I meant to survive the night alone with Tony?’ then I realise I won’t be alone, Ben will be there and hopefully Tony’s wife Kerry will be there too.
“When?” I ask as he leaves the bathroom
“Thirteenth” he says walking down the hall
When I climb out I head to my room until I hear a cough coming from the end of the hall, looking up Jim is standing in his door way looking at me. Shaking his head at his room he turns round disappearing from sight and expecting me to follow, for a second I entertain the thought of ignoring him and continuing to my room but I know the consequences wouldn’t be worth it in the end. Sighing I head to his room to find him laying on the bed waiting for me
“Please Uncle, let me sleep tonight surely you have hurt me enough and can’t possible want sex again?” I plead with him too tired to argue
“Get on the bed Jane” he demands ignoring my protest. To my surprise as I lay down I see that his clothes stay on “turn around I want to check that you’re not ripped” not sure if this is another trick but wanting to know the answer myself I turn away from him so that he can see my back passage clearly
Gently his fingers probe the sensitive area only causing slight pain enough to just make me gasp quietly
“No, you aren’t ripped,” he says from behind me before moving away and laying next to me
“Jane I want you to know that I do care for you” he continues shocking me as he pulls me into his arms
“I don’t want to hurt you, but you won’t do as I tell you without me forcing you. I want you to enjoy it like we do. I want you to enjoy giving other people the pleasure you bring me and letting me watch or tell me about it, of course that’s only with people I want you to fuck not boys at your school.” He adds looking my in the eyes,
I’m not sure where this is coming from part of me is glad that he seems to be being gentle but the other part knows that’s how I fell for his trap before.
“Jane in time you will learn the pleasures you can bring a man and even a woman, I will teach you if you just stop fighting our love” as I look up at him confused where he gets the idea love has anything to do with this his mouth lowers to mine.
The kiss is soft yet demanding as his tongue presses against my lips his hands run through my hair stoking me softly, I can’t help think that it would be quite romantic if it wasn’t my Uncle kissing me, if he hadn’t of done all the things he has. Maybe if he was just a normal boy my age, maybe if he was Ben I would have enjoyed it.
He brings me from my thoughts as his heavy weight lowers into my chest, I try to prepare myself for what’s about to happen but again I’m shocked as his clothes stay on and he makes no attempt to remove the towel that is the only thing between our bodies.
“You are perfect Jane, just what I always needed. With you I won’t need anyone else, just you” he says rolling back on to the bed and pulling me tight towards him,
“I won’t harm another girl if I can just have you” he mumbles closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep,
my head filled with pressure and guilt, how can I say no when he says he won’t hurt anyone else, but how can I trust him? How can I say yes and spend the rest of my life being a sexual slave to a bunch of dirty old men? And women? He mentioned women, I hope to god he was just using it as some kind of example and not really intending to force me into some kind of gay sexual thing.
As these thoughts so through my head another thought comes flying at me ‘Jim mentioned that I will be staying with Tony on the thirteenth that’s Ben’s birthday, the night of the party he wanted to have, maybe with all those people there it won’t be so bad but then saying that it could make things worse.’ My head starts to become fussy again with all the thoughts, pressure and the aftermath of the tequila
Before falling asleep I decide I will talk to Ben tomorrow… about the party at least…

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Fantasm

Victoria Station

A young girl discovers not all strangers are as helpful as they appear,and that women can not always be trusted.

Fantasm

Family Services – A Dental Care Sequel

I’m not the original author. The following story is a work of fiction. Its contents are of a graphically sexual nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts between underage partners. Any resemblance to persons either alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story is intended for ADULTS only. If you are under the legal age of consent in your local jurisdiction, or if you are easily offended, kindly STOP READING NOW.

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The principal.

The Principal.
My name is Sofia. I am 5’7, 16, and a junior at High school. With fiery red naturally straight hair and big wide emerald green eyes I am quite a hit with the guys. Not to mention my pale flawless skin, skinny physique, big C cup beasts, and wide rounded butt. It was a typical Monday morning, I was late to first period because I was egging my math teacher’s car. Oh did I not mention I am a trouble maker..Little did I know that was to change soon. Not listening to a word Mrs. Jackson said the bell rang and I left the class. I go to a catholic school and we have uniforms, a white button up blouse (So that my black bra was showing through quite clearly) and a very short, or at least mine is, plaid skirt.
I was passing in the hallway and saw Mr. Owens my math teacher. Smiling knowing what he was going to drive out of school I bent over in front of him, lifting my skirt up and waving my butt in his face, showing my black thong. Watching him go pale and rush into his class was good enough for me and I turned around to head to second period. Somebody was right in front of me and I backed up saying in a annoyed voice, “Excuse Me!” and I looked up at my 6’3 principal Mr. Greene or Kyle as everyone else knows him as. “Oh!” I exclaimed realizing he had saw all of my teasing and I tensed knowing Mr. Greene has an anger problem. “Well Well I was coming to inform Mr. Owens his car was egged.” Seeing my face go even paler must have given me away. “But I think I already know who did it.”
Grabbing my arm roughly Mr. Greene led me into his office giving his secretary a nod. Mr. Greene is a fantasy for most girls at my school. He is 32, tanned and muscular, also his jet black hair and icy blue eyes help too. For some reason he’s not married, and most girls in school would kill to be alone so they could try and seduce him. “Don’t think I also didn’t notice your inappropriate undergarments and your slutty bra showing quite obviously through that shirt.” Covering my arms over my chest I scowled at him. “So, Egging a car, flashing, and breaking dress code. Plus I was informed of your tardiness in first period..I wonder how your parents are going to react.” That got a reaction from me, “Please no don’t tell my parents just give me detention or something!!” Laughing in a cold way Mr. Greene said, “ I think this is far worse than detention. But I do have another form of punishment that would keep this from your parents, you have to say yes now or lose your chance.” Fisting my hands worried about what I was agreeing to I nodded quickly, “Yes of course”
Opening his door Mr. Greene Nodded to Mrs. Hudson saying quickly,“Take your lunch break Betty, I have this handled.” She nodded understanding, grabbed her purse and left. Closing, and locking the door Kyle turned around looking down at Sofia, “Would you like to know what your punishment will be?” He asked sweetly.
“Yes Please”
“Well bend over the desk and lift your skirt up and you will find out” He smiled as he walked over to grab a cane. Looking at him in disbelief Sofia realized he wasn’t kidding and decided it would be better to go along and her punishment would be over quicker. Bending over his desk so that her ass was raised quite high she lifted her skirt blushing because of her skanky underwear. Mr. Greene decided on a wooden cane, thin but painful. Turning around he saw Sofia’s wide but creamy ass raised for her punishment and he gasped realizing he had an erection and his secretary wouldn’t be back for and hour and a half. I’m going to have fun with this, he thought smiling. Walking until he was right behind her Kyle said in an icy tone, “Jump up and I will give you extra.”
Raising his hand above his head Kyle brought the cane down hard in the middle of her ass, a loud crack could be heard. Sofia jumped up and her hands immediately went to her ass rubbing quickly. “I was going to give you ten but now that doesn’t count cause you jumped” Kyle tapped the cane impatiently, “Get back in the position!” he barked. Tears ran down her face as she shook her head, “Please no I’m so sorry I won’t do anything bad again!” Whipping the cane quickly and landing on her soft upper thigh he yelled, “I said get back in position!” Crying out Sofia did as she was told. Crack, Crack, Crack, He landed three quick blows to her blushing bottom. Sofia was gripping the edge of the desk sobbing loudly now as he punished her poor ass. Delivering seven more hits ranging from the top of her ass to the top of her thighs Kyle set the cane down and admired his work. There was red lines up and down her tanned naughty bottom and she was wiggling her ass quickly in pain.
Kyle looked down and saw his boner and sighed. “Turn around” He said in a voice that refused disobedience. Sofia turned around and her eyes automatically wandered down towards his straining crotch. “Such a naughty girl making her principal horny!” He scolded, “Come and give me a blow job or else I will use that cane again.” Sofia rushed towards him and kneeling in front of his crotch she undid his belt and let his pants fall to the ground. Kyle’s boner practically smacked her in the face, she pulled his boxers down and stared at his long, thick, 8 and a half inch dick. Getting impatient he grabbed her long scarlet colored locks and pressed his dick against her lips demanding entrance.
Opening her mouth Sofia licked the head seductively, she was hoping that a blow job was all he wanted. Taking half of his dick in her mouth Sofia swirled her tongue around his dick and grabbed his balls, she squeezed slightly.
Kyle loved the feel of her tiny moist mouth enclosed around his dick but it only made him want her more. Grabbing Sofia by the hair he lifted her to her feet roughly. “Take off those panties!” He barked. She complied believing he wanted to spank her again, that’s just what he wanted her to think. “Turn around, lift up your skirt, and grab the edge of the desk!” Again Sofia sighed and obliged.
Kyle looked at her with pure lust in his eyes. Her red hair tousled and her green eyes teary as she looked back at him. Not to mention her flipped up skirt and scarlet ass and some of her thighs. Walking forward he landed a hard slap on her butt with his hand and said angrily, “Look at the floor!” She did and he stepped out of his pants walking towards her with his massive erection. “Grab the edge as tight as you can” He commanded as he touched his dick to her slick pussy lips. Parting the with his dick Kyle quickly rammed his cock as fast as he could, he was surprised when he felt her hymen break.
Sofia let out a brief yell and tried to get up but couldn’t because Kyle was putting all his weight on her, pinning her to the desk. He continued plowing into her tight pussy, feeling the total ecstasy and not caring the trouble he could get into. Sofia was making quiet moaning sounds, and blushed when she realized that her body was betraying her. Kyle gabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, “Enjoying this you little slut?” he had noticed her getting wet.
Sofia shook her head, “Please stop, I swear I won’t tell just stop!” Kyle chuckled evilly, the he did one last thrust. He grunted, and Sofia felt his warm cum coating her insides. Her eyes watered as his dick slid out of her and she slid off the desk. Looking up at him pitifully Kyle thought to himself, “Hmm, for all the bad things you’ve done I’m not sure that was enough punishment..” His eyes glittered as a idea came to him..
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Fantasm

Fucking Mr. Scone

Former Employee and witch Sharon McLuster finds herself lusting after her former employer, Mr. Arcutus Scone. He tries to accomodate her and at first she refuses. Then she finds out that if she doesn’t ease her need for him, her life is going to be hell

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Things to do

i have not Corrected spelling, or Grammar, this is only a hint of a bigger story, and i just want to see if i am on the right track. thank you for reading, :)[b][/b]
Sara cursed at herself. She had been dreaming a second ago. Dreaming about her life just yesterday morning. She cursed at herself for not being thankful, for all the little things she hated, or complained about before. For the simple reason she may never get to complain about them again. She looked at the bare wall before her, a large metal door, with a very small clock almost looked as if it were sitting tilted on the door frame. Its almost twenty four hours since then. She looked at the chains that tied her to the wall, her wrists and feet hurt, but no use complaining about them now. Only her wrists were tied, but standing for the brief hour they had left her can feel like your feet got ran over by a car. She looked at the wall behind her, she could feel the cold white bricks against her naked back. Her long red hair had been placed in front to slightly cover her breasts by one of the men, as a found gesture of affection. After her told her she could rest a bit. She looked down at her body, coved in hand marks, scratches, and bruises.
“Why did I accept the job to be a test subject in the first place?” Sara said in a whisper, her voice cloudy, and stricken.
“Money.” She said in her head. “don’t play stupid, Trevor told you it would be easy money, signing one stupid piece of paper, being locked in a room for three weeks, free food, and lots of things to do.”
Shacking her head when thinking of Trevor. “That basterd! He certainly had his fill of things to do last night. To bad for her, it was her!”
Sara shifted her feet, “his brother is so much nicer. That is, when he didn’t scare the hell out of her.”[b]Twenty three hours ago…[/b]
Sara had worked at a copyright company folding files into boxes, putting those files into computers, copying files, and sending them out to attorneys before their court date if needed, she knew the system well, and was proud of it. She looked, and dressed the part, going to the office with perfect buttoned down shirts, and tight knee high skirts, her flaming red hair put into a sharp bun at the top of her head, with small framed black glasses always at the tip of her nose. She had kept a silver coated memory drive around her neck, incase of a computer hazard. She went to work buzzing away at the files, sending files in the computer and out to courts that they needed to be. Barely taking any breaks, and barely taking notice of anyone whom she worked with.
When she went home, she went back to an empty apartment, using her drive around her neck to continue what work she had left to finish. In one instant, everything around Sara had failed. When Sara had arrived at the company, it was in an uproar. Files were flying everywhere, people were scattered, throwing files away, and shredding them. Sara didn’t need to ask, she just turned around and went outside. The company she worked for, was a corrupted one. Some billionaires idea of a tax break. People were getting rid of the files, that they had signed, or authorized to be sent. To get rid of the evidence against them.
She stood outside in front of the company, and stared at the busy street. Considered only for a second of just jumping right in the street in the hopes of being put out of her misery.
Then “Hi.” Sara’s thoughts were broken, “Bummer isn’t it?” Sara numbly and slowly turned her head to look at the man talking to her. “yah” she said quietly, as she made eye contact.
“you were one of the hardest workers there, weren’t you? Bet you don’t even remember me, always had your eyes on the screen never stopped to chat, did you know like fifty people changed rooms with you, because you never spoke to them? They all said its because you were always working so hard, it pushed them to work harder so they could keep up with you.” he laughed for a moment “they all said you made things to stressful for them.”
Sara looked at the man before her, she tried to recognize the man, but couldn’t. he had long black hair, pulled back into a pony tail, a large toned frame under a black suite and tie. She then realized, he was waiting for her to talk…
“oh! My turn is it?” the man laughed at her response. “I mean, I’m sorry, you must think … I’m sorry, I just lost my job, I’m still kind of in shock. And , your right, I don’t know you. I’m Sara.”
The man smiled broadly, it almost scared her at his sinister like smile. “My name is Trevor, and I completely understand. I happed to be headed some were, maybe I can offer you a drink to let you collect your thoughts, and calm down.”
Sara shook her head, “No thank you, I’m so un-sure what to do now drinking would only make things worse for me. I have no idea about what to do for rent, or making the electric bill payment. If I go and claim my last check, they might take my name into reference. Even if there is a last check at all. For that matter, I may not ever be hired again, because I worked so hard, I bet that you my name is written in almost every file there!” Sara put her head in her hands, and wanted to cry, Trevor lost his smile, and held her shoulders.
“Its ok Sara, you will see. Come with me, really, I am about to be hired as a test subject, I know it sounds funny, but its not a subject for drugs. More like, behavior. It pays really well. Come see what its about, and I promise you will feel better.”
Sara lifted her head, “No drugs? No experimental side effects? No possible death, or dismemberment?”
Trevor’s smile returned with a small chuckle. “The only downside I have herd about, was that the women involved will possibly be locked in a single room for three weeks. But seeing as you don’t talk very much anyway, I doubt it would be a large issue for you.”
Sara shook her head, “I think I could handle that.” her eyes widened, and looked Trevor in the eyes, “how much dose it pay?!”
Trevor started walking, and looked back, “Enough to make this job look like a paper boy route, Just come to the meeting, I will fit you in with my group.”
Sara started following Trevor and asked, “what? I thought you had said you had never gone before? “
Trevor stopped just for a second to give his best smile, “I only meant this exercise, it hasn’t started yet see, we are enlisting on it today” then turned abruptly and kept walking.
Sara stopped, she had wanted to say “I have no intention of agreeing to anything before I know what it is about.” or “why did you think I would follow you when you just blatantly lied to me?”
But Trevor clenched his fists and stopped. Without looking back he said “Look, your really pretty, and you do seem really nice, but when something like this just falls in your lap, you shouldn’t ask why, or who gave it to you. You wont be able to find work for a while, let alone paying this well. And, if you don’t hurry, all the spots will be taken, and you will make me loose my spot in the test too. Now come with me, or don’t, but know if u do not, someone will take your place.”
Sara ran up to Trevor and reached out for his hand. “I’m sorry your right, lead the way big guy.” Sara smiled, but inside she was still very concerned. Something about this just didn’t fit right.
Trevor smiled again as they walked at a quick pace down the street. Around a corner, Sara saw the building they were headed for. “my god that’s small, is this just the building were you meet and sign in or something?” She noted the small dingy looking building in the middle of a much bigger empty looking parking lot.
Trevor laughed again, “No no my dear, its mostly underground. You know the science guys types. I remember asking about it once, but they might have said something like for instillation prepossesses.”
“oh!” Sara said “saving the planet, by lowering costs of energy bills. Going green one would say.”
Trevor turned the knob and laughed even harder, “Or one might say no one can hear you scream underground.”
Sara snorted as they walked in.
Inside, Sara saw faded red wallpaper, with wood paneling lined underneath, and black carpet. Florissant lights hung, to give the room a soft glow. Standing in back, were two elevators, that lead down. In between the elevators, stood a large statue, a naked man with four arms, each hand holding a open book and holding them all out to be signed.
As soon as Trevor saw the statue, he ran to one side and said “good, there are spots open for both of us, hurry and sign the other side before the books close.”
Sara went in closer, but stopped as she saw the difference in the hands or the statue. Trevor’s side the he was righting his name in, did not have chains or welts on his arms. “I want to sign that one.”
“You cannot,” Trevor interrupted her, “girls sign there. The job pays a little over fifty grand, its only three weeks of your time. Free food, and there will be plenty of things to do. The dam thing is on a fucking timer, you don’t sign in time, you don’t get in, use my pen and just sign the stupid thing.” Trevor handed her the pen. Sara sighed, “fine, but if this is hell for me, I will be coming after you with a pitch fork.”
Sara went to her book and looked at the names written as she wrote her first name on bottom.
There are only two others here with me, Sara thought. “I wonder if the other girls here, Helen and Feather, worked at the company as well?” she said while she wrote her last name.
Trevor didn’t respond, only grabbed her shoulders from behind to back her up from the statue.
“Watch.” he whispered in her ear. “this is amazing, the whole thing will move soon, it looks completely made out of stone, but it isn’t. Its somehow robotic in some way.”
“not today it isn’t. It stopped working this morning, cant figure out why yet.” a man said, walking in, and took the pen out of Sara’s hand. He was a short, overweight, man, he also seemed to be loosing his hair, he combed the rest over it for it not to show so much. He reminded Sara of a shorter version of her father.
“Seems to be twice as many this time around.” the man mumbled as he wrote his name.
“I know, its going to be hard to share.” Trevor said as he slightly squeezed Sara’s shoulders.
“share what? Do you guys share rooms? Or kitchen? Or a wreck room, or something?” Sara said as she looked at the small man. The man looked back at her and smiled “ Now don’t you go worrying about us manly men, my young mix cub, we will figure something out.”
Sara smiled, as he tried to flex his pretend muscles. “we should be going. Sara, do you want me to take your elevator with you? To help you settle in?” Trevor asked Sara with a concerned look on his face.
“Oh, we take separate elevators as well? The whole thing must be divided in two then. Will I be briefed on the test when I go down? I still have no idea what is going on here, or what I am supposed to do. Granted, fifty grand dose sound like a lot of money, but then again, why would someone pay so much to each person if it isn’t something horrible? Why is the contract seem to be nothing but blank books waiting for you to sign in, and why, my god, why, did I just sign my name in it without knowing any of this?!”
Three things happened at that very moment, Sara felt the very sudden urge to run, when she saw the two men look at each other in almost a panic, but her body froze. Sara realized then she did not see Trevor come out of the company when they met, witch meant that he was lying from the very start. “you lied” Sara quietly said to Trevor, looking behind her at his smile that was fading.
Trevor face went cold, and held her shoulders tightly, and the small man pulled out a tazor.
“To smart, to late.” as the small man shocked Sara, then everything went dark.
When Sara awoke, she was in a small white room, with a small light hanging from the ceiling. Still drossy from the shock, she felt a draft, and looked to see that she was naked. She tried to move, but she was chained to a mattress. Panic had finely set in. She thrashed around wildly, screaming as loud as she could, for as long as she could. When her breath ran out, she breathed in and tried again. When her strength started to fail, she started crying, and when her energy all but faded, she fell into a fitful sleep.
“Sara, I need you to waken, please.” Sara herd, but didn’t want to wake, but then felt a hand on her hip, sliding down her stomach. She quickly found Trevor when she opened her eyes, leaning close to her naked body.
“Fuck you! Go to hell you bunch of pervert son of a bitches!” Sara tried thrashing around to kick his hand off her, but he only moved his hand to her breast. The bed must have been close to the ground, because he had to kneel to get close to her face.
“What a mouth you have my dear, “ “Yeah, the kind that bites when things get close to it!” Sara interrupted him. Trevor Looked at her with an anger in his eyes, and said “IF you act like a bitch, you will get treated like one!” he squeezed her breast, and hurt her to the point she had to cry out in pain. Then he stepped back and removed his shirt jacket, then unbuttoned his shirt and threw both in the far corner. He had perfect abs, it was a shame that he was a manic, Sara thought. “I think we will break you in nice and slow, first I’m going to fuck those nice tittys of yours, then I will let the dog have you.”
Sara wondered what he had meant by that, but was distracted by the sound of his zipper being undone. She didn’t want to look at it, she turned her head and clamped her mouth shut. She whimpered at his touch, then herd him say, “IF yr pretty little dirty mouth bites me, or even tries to bite me, I will break your pretty little jaw. You got that my love?” he pulled her chin to face him, so he could make eye contact. His face stern, and fierce, she nodded. She could see how his member twitched when she nodded. It was bigger then most, longer too, and she thought it was possible, that he could really hurt her with it, if he wanted to.
When he let go of her chin, she turned away again. Hoping that she could avoid him somehow at least.
Sara shut her eyes as closed as she could get them as she faced the wall, and said “is there any way at all, what so ever, that I can get out of this?”
He only responded by taking her breast into his hand, and needing it softly. The warmth of his hand made her body get goose bumps, and hair stand on end. She felt her nipple harden, and tried to ask him not to again. She turned her head and opened her eyes, to see him stoking him self as he fondled her. She couldn’t tare her eyes away, her mind full of fear of what was to come, and even bigger dick so close to her face now she could smell it. Instead of saying anything like she had wanted, she swallowed hard, as she watched his hand slowly moving over his shaft.
She had never felt so used, and discarded, and he didn’t even do that much to her yet. She could feel his eyes, as they wondered about her body, she could hear his breaths grow shallow and harder, she could see the precum that made his dick slicker as he stroked himself.
“I want you to form lots of spit in your mouth, when you do that, get my dick as wet as possible.” she knew he was smiling, he must have been noticing her watching him. “Lets put it this way baby, the wetter I am, the quicker I will be done with you for a bit. So you might as well” he rubbed his member against her face, she tried to turn away, and wanted to tell him off. But when she turned, he pulled her chin back to face him again. His grip firm, and hurting her chin. But she didn’t dare yell out, not now, not when his dick was rubbing on her face. The heat from it was intense. She felt his mushroom top pulsing with heat as he rubbed from her jaw bone, to her ear, back to her nose, then a soft rub on her lips. “Remember, my love, you bite, and I will make you regret it, not much fight you have when your tied to a bed.” she looked up at him and saw his sinister grin. “what else can I do? How can I fight them in my current state? I need to get them to untie me… somehow, even then, my chances would be slim, but better. But if I give in right away, they might notice what I am doing before hand, they want to break me in, not just use me till they have their fill. Shit, how the hell am I going to get out of this?” her mind spun as she sucked at her cheeks and tongue, when she felt like she might have enough, she started into Trevor’s eyes harshly, then slowly opened her mouth.
She was by no means a virgin, but harsh rumors in high school had made her unpopular. One of the worst in her opinion, was that she would fuck anyone, even her mother if she grew a dick. After high school, one of the same jerks that had gone to her school, had followed her to collage, and spread the same rumors all over again. It was only the men who were as unpopular as she was, or the just plain to ugly who were even interested in her. Some of the guys were not so bad, getting herself to make her see past their looks and see the sweet side that humility brings. But most of the time, once they had her, they were done with her , one way or another, they all had their reasons. She then decided she was completely done with the dating scene.
She threw herself into school work, and then her job, anything to get her mind off of being alone and unwanted.
Trevor gave himself a final stroke as he looked at her open, willing mouth, and her glaring eyes. It was almost like he was deciding weather or not it was safe. She had almost closed her mouth again, he finely he threw a leg over the other side of her head, held himself upright buy the bed railing, humped her face and said “such a good girl baby, I hope for your sake you know how to deep throat.”
He leaned back, placing his weight on her chest, and guided himself in her mouth.
Her instincts kicked in, as he only had the head in between her lips, her tongue had circled around his tip. He moaned at her actions, tilting his head back, and arching his back. The taste of him sent her head spinning, and she sucked and moved her tongue faster. Trevor grabbed her hair with one hand, breathing heavy, he grabbed the bed railing and pushed as far as he could go into her mouth. As he held himself there, Sara arched her back, and felt her body responding, she felt herself growing wet, and pushed her knees together, but then her nipples stood on end “oh god! Please don’t let this happen!” she thought as Trevor moaned long and low, and started pulling back slowly. As he left the tip in, he breathed heavy as she moved her tongue, and suckled him. Trevor moaned “oh god baby, change of plains, this mouth is just to hot to let go.”
To far gone by now, Sara started wiggling her legs, trying desperately to get some attention too. Fighting against the chains to somehow rub her clit, swollen and hard, wet and ready. Trevor felt the movement behind him and saw that her body was begging for attention. He looked back at her face, sucking his dick, with her eyes closed, feeling her tongue and harsh breaths. “oh god baby, your going to be so much fun.”
He said right before he leaned over her and started humping her face hard, hitting the back of her throat each time, going as deep as he could, while pulling back, just to do it again.
The bed squealing, her organs and her skin being pushed around at his will, the numbness of her throat, the constant moaning of her rapist threw her even closer to orgasm. She arched her back even more and moaned, praying her orgasm would come. Instead, the moan she made threw Trevor over his edge, he threw his hips at her face, until he lost any rhythm, then stopped at his deepest, and came in her mouth. His cum, his stiffness, and his moan filled her séances, he tasted so good, she wanted to join him so bad. She felt as he twitched inside her mouth, spilling his last into her, his hand griping her hair, the other squeezing the bed post. She could feel all of his muscles tighten, and stiffen as he came, his dick connecting them together. His balls resting on her chin, she knew he was done, but when he didn’t pull out of her, she opened her eyes to see what was happening. She saw him looking at her body behind him. “I’m almost sorry that we decided about the dog together, I didn’t think you would give in so easily.” Trevor slowly pulled himself out of her lips, her mouth felt empty, but his salty sweet taste stayed. Trevor knelt on the floor beside her and moved his hands up and down her body “you know,” he said and his hands drew closer to her begging pussy. “the Egyptians used dogs for torture in prisons? Till just a few years ago. It worked every time, so well in fact, that it was hell for them to out law it. The only problem they had with it, was that the prisoner stays broken, one might say, a little to submissive.” she gasped as his fingers began massaging her pussy lips, and finding her clit. Trevor laughed as she gasped and arched her back. “god dam baby, when I was watching you I knew you were hard up, but not this hard up. Don’t you remember were you are? don’t you know we, that are complete strangers, are going to fuck the living shit out of you? Hell bitch, I’m talking about dogs fucking you too, and yet here you are almost begging me to make you cum. We don’t care if you want us to or not, that makes it rape honey, but sadly, I’m told you cannot rape the willing, so we will have to take the willingness out of you, before we break you to how we please.”
His words were going farther away in her mind as he pressed harder against her clit, and rubbed faster, making her hips move on their own. Her body tensed, and heat filled her feet, ran up from her ankles to her calf’s, it hit her thighs and then he stopped. “hey bitch! Were you even listening to me?” his fingers, the same he was masturbating her with, firm on her chin to face him.
“dammit!” she thought, “I should have bit him when I had the chance!”
“I was really close just then, so honestly, no, I wasn’t. You do tend to talk to much anyway. So forgive me if I zoned out for a bit.”
Trevor’s sinister look came back across his face, and said “you want to cum sweetie? Do you not think it’s fair for you not to cum, when I did? Tell you what, if you still have the energy, Ill send in the next session right after I leave, giving you no time what so ever to rest.” he stood up, he looked at her again as his cock twitched. Then went to gather his cloths he only put on his pants and left the button down shirt open. He folded his jacket, and mumbled something about his talking to much and dogs again, before he reached for the door knob and left with a slam of the door.
“asswhole!” she yelled as after the door closed. “dammit!” she thought “I was so close to something I hadn’t been in years!” Her thoughts calmed down, and she knew something horrible was going to happen. But for the most part, as long as she demanded to be treated like a human with needs as well, she knew they wouldn’t defeat her completely.
Seconds after Trevor had left and the door was slammed shut, a incredibly tall built man came in with a dog that was bigger then she had ever seen on a chain leash.
He was much taller then Trevor, and it seemed that his muscles were so big they wanted to tear through the thin black tank top that he wore. His black jeans barely covered the huge bulge that he had. With his sinister smile and black long hair back in a pony tail though, she knew he had to be related to Trevor.
He wasn’t the one who scared her though, the dog was, it stood almost half this guys height, and he wasn’t paying attention to his large master at all, he was trying his best to get to her by yanking at the mans leash, and wining. He knew he was there to do something to her.
Before anything could even register in her brain, the man said “Sit! Stay!” and the black dog obeyed.
Then the man took off the dogs choke chain with the leash still attached, walked over to her, and tried to put in on her. “fuck you! You son of a bitch! Your not getting that thing on me and making that dog do anything to me! I wont allow it! I wont!” Sara thrashed around and tried to bite at his hands. He pulled back, then grabbed her hair, and slipped the collar on her anyway, making her attempts look feeble and weak. He didn’t even loose his smirk on his face. After he slipped the collar on he said “listen bitch, I can make him eat you, I can make him fuck your pussy, or I can make him fuck you ass. Now on what I decide, is how much you corporate with me. You got that much baby?”
Sara started to tear up, but stopped fighting and relaxed. She faced the wall again and said “please, please, please, don’t do this to me. Sex I can do, I like sex, but this is wrong. I don’t care if you have 50 men behind that door, just don’t do this to me.”
“funny how you say that now huh? Faced with a big ass dog, that already has his hopes up, wanting like hell to taste you. You ought to be ashamed, Bull is looking forward to this as much as I am, and here you are, begging for it not to be done to you. Like you are the only one in your world. Just you wait baby, we are going to expand your little world into a bright big one.” he touched her breast then dove his face in them. Licking and sucking at her nipples grabbing them and cupping them with his hands, as he moaned and slurped aloud. Her vision went blurry, as one of his hands slid down her stomach and reached her pussy lips. She shoved her breasts more in his face as he found her clit, and rubbed in circles. She moaned “god yes, please don’t let me loose it like Trevor did.” he softly bit at her nipple as her hips began to move. Her breathing became fiercer as his pace quickened. His lips moved to her neck as he increased his speed even more, making her moan and arch her back, completely lost for words. He moved to nibble on her ear and whispered “Do you really want it baby? Ask nicely again.”
“please! Oh god please give it to me! Make me cum!” she replied instantly, humping at his hand. He inserted his middle finger into her, making her swoon, and buck against it as his thumb hit maximum speed. Suddenly an intense heat swept through her causing every muscle in her body to clench and un clench, tossing and turning and she came. God, this is what she wanted, why couldn’t Trevor had done this to her? She moaned loudly, and shook beneath the man, as he watched her face up close. As her orgasm fell, he was still close to her face. “kiss me baby, and I wont let Bull fuck you, but thanks to the others, that’s the best I can do.” He moved his fingers from her pussy, and coated her lips with her own juices. Sending shivers down her spine, as her own smell reached her nose. She lifted her head and kissed him passionately, her tongue playing with his teeth moaning as she found his tongue and danced with it. As she kissed him, she felt him rubbing himself against the bed. His hands cupped her face and went back to her hair, then one hand slid back down to her breast. She hissed in pleasure as she became more forceful with her kiss. Now tasting her own juices mingled in with his taste. She fought with the chains on her wrists, hoping they would let her go to feel his hard shaft. How it teased her. She grinded at the air, hoping he would touch her again. Feeling empty, and un used. He moaned and pulled away. “god dam baby, your so hot you burn me. Lets get this over with before I burst.” He stood up and went over to Sara’s feet. “look, I’m going to untie yr feet, but do not try to kick, or push Bull away, he bites, not just a nip, I mean bites. Last thing I need is to be yelled at for making you get stitches before we really have any fun.” “I understand, I don’t want him to bite me either.” Sara said still breathing heavy, and head still spinning. She looked up at the ceiling as he unclamped the chains at her feet. She hissed at the feeling of the chains leaving her, not knowing how much she had hurt herself from all the thrashing around before. “Ill get you some bandages later love, if your good that is. Now, lets see that hot sweet pussy.” he took one of her ankles, and spread her legs wide. While holding her open, he touched his hard member through his pants, and sighed. “oh god baby, I’m going to kill Tyler for drawing the “first fuck” card, I want to be inside that so bad.” He rubbed himself harder, and moaned softly. Sara felt the heat of his eyes, and wanted desperately to put on a show for him, to make him not resist the urge to fuck her, to tease him till his limit. But the chains she had on her wrists would not let her go.
He averted his eyes to her sore ankle, and kissed the red whelp that circled around it. She moaned long and loud, trying to lure him in, with what she could do. Instead he shut his eyes hard and took a couple deep breaths. Just then, bull wined. As if knowing his master was upset, crawled over to him, and barked a high pitched bark at his master. Still holding her ankle softly, he said “You want her just as bad, don’t you boy? Well she is definitely ready for you, just be gentle ok? Who’s my good boy?” he gently put her foot on the floor to keep her legs spread, then walked back to her head. “Bull! Bed!” the dog immediately obeyed, jumping between her legs and sat, waging his tail. “pull you other foot up baby, you will want that other knee bent.” Sara looked into his eyes as she did so, slowly, she leaned her knee on the wall. When she had done as he asked, he shivered “Bull, Eat!”
A shocked gasp cam from Sara, when she felt his tongue lick from her ass to her clit, long and slow, like he savored it. She had only expected him to clean her of her own juices, not to cause more to flow. “oh god! So this is what its like” her mind whirled as the dogs tongue dove into her, and licked at her faster. She pointed up her pussy and moaned, hoping the dog would know to go deeper with his massive tongue, but he didn’t, he only sat up and licked faster, wining as he did so. She didn’t care that it was a dog that was doing this to her, she didn’t care about the man watching, all she wanted at that very moment, was to cum.
“please untie, me, or come touch me.” she shivered at her own words, she couldn’t believe she just said that.
Her hips swayed at the dogs licking, and her eyes opened wide at the ceiling when she moaned. She turned her head to look at the man watching her, she looked at his blatantly shocked face and said “weather you do it or I do it, I need to be touched to cum.” she wined and moaned, hoping he might move toward her. “please!” she whispered, her face contorting in pain. He walked toward her, undoing his tight jean button and zipper. “yes she moaned, please.” he pulled his pants down when he stood before her, and shoved himself in her mouth. She didn’t even have time to focus on it. Pumping hard, and fast leaning over her with one hand on the wall. His balls smacking her cheek. She moaned hard, sending vibrations up his shaft to his balls, as they tightened up. He pushed his way down her mouth as far as he could and yelled out when he came. Sending stream, after stream of cum down her throat. Shivering as he did so, he touched her breast and squeezed her nipple between his fingers. She arched her back, and pushed her pussy even further into Bull’s tongue lashing and came hard. Shaking so bad part of her thought she was having a seizure. The taste of him was amazing, she knew he was large too, but at that moment, she couldn’t care less. His taste sent her in a whirl, along with his dogs constant licking and probing. As her orgasm faded, she felt her body turn into a putty of some sort, fully relaxing into a submissive state. Then she herd “you little bitch, you have no idea what you just started. You like getting fucked by man and beast at the same time? Did you like my dogs tongue inside you while I had my dick in your mouth? Are you that much of a slut, not to care that everyone gets their share while you pass out? Not going to happen baby, not on my watch. I wasn’t supposed to pull my dick out at all, and now, my pay will be docked just for that little stunt you pulled. No decent man on this earth could resist that. And now, I want paid back, in full.” he pulled his softening dick from her mouth, and stood by her side, with his dick still hanging out, he searched his pockets and pulled out two small locks with keys. he unlocked both locks, and put the keys back into his pocket. “bet you forgot all about this” he pulled the leash, triggering the choke chain around her neck, stifling her breath. Sara panicked, she thought he was going to kill her, but when she started to move her legs to kick at him, Bull growled and she stopped. He smiled, “good boy, keep that pussy wet” as bull went down on her again. At a loss for air, Sara started to cry, her tears blocked her view as the man locked the choke chain together, and let her have some slack. Sara arched her back as she could finely gasp a breath of air “please don’t hurt me, I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” Her tears fell, but she couldn’t look at him, she turned her head to the wall, as she herd another click. And sobbed when she figured out that the choke chain was now secured to the leash. He could pull now as hard as he wanted, she would choke, but there was no escape for her. He wrapped the leash around his arm, and said, “Bull! Down!”. his firmness made her jump, but then so did the dog too. That even scared her more that the dog didn’t know this side of his master well. She began shaking in fear. He moved to were the dog was sitting, in between her legs. He then moved the other hand down her body. Starting by her neck, down to her breasts, down to her stomach, then stopped at her pussy. Her legs shaken, but remaining open as he inserted two fingers in, and twisted. It caused her to jump, and look at him. He was still very much pissed off, not good for her, but he was concentrating on what he was doing, pumping them in and out. Watching his fingers sink into her, and come out soaked. Then, she saw why he was doing it. His breathing became as heavy as hers did, as she saw his shaft stiffen again. “you fucking whore,” he mumbled “your just loving this shit aren’t you? Doesn’t matter if I tell you I’m going to kill you afterward, you’ll still want to cum before you die. Stupid bitch.” then he looked up at her, while still pumping his fingers, “hey baby, don’t stop now, don’t you like it? don’t you want to moan and lean into them?”
The tears came again as she faced the wall, trying her best not to respond to him, he was scaring the hell out of her, but her body loved sex. No matter how she wanted to get away from that fact, if he kept it up, she would give in.
“I’m sorry, really, I was never told that you weren’t aloud to pull yourself out. I just asked to be touched anyway, but seeing you pull yourself out was a huge turn on. Why would I resist that? And by the way, you do look kind of cramped in those hot ass jeans. And I told you I like sex, it doesn’t make me a whore, not when its been over five years since I even had a first date.” she tried to calm him down.
“oh yah?” he said as he pumped faster, spreading out his thumb to hit at her clit each time he plundered into her. “yess” she said, arching her back.
“tell me then, he smiled “why the hell haven’t you asked me my name yet? Or gave me yours? You just like the sex baby, that’s all your about.”
She moaned “that isn’t true, I wanted to know your name, but every time I thought to ask you, you sent my head spinning again. My names Sara, baby, and currently I’m all yours. You should know, Trevor left me hanging, and you gave me nothing but pleasure, and I don’t think many men are as good as you when it comes to that. Before you got mad I had the biggest, hottest, orgasm I ever had. Please don’t be mad at me any more”
He laughed, “baby I cant be mad at this pussy for long, he shoved a third finger into her ass. Now this pucker, I may still be mad at“. Sara gasped at the new intrusion. She had only did anal once, and the guy gave her more pain then pleasure, but she wasn’t about to test him again. If that’s what he wanted, she would let him have it, and hope he could be good enough to reduce the pain.
“oh god, you name baby, before I forget again.”
He inserted a second finger in her ass, and said “Trent baby, but I suppose you can call me master for the time being.”
She humped against his hands as she moaned “master, are you going to fuck my ass? If you do, please note that this really hurts.”
Trent took the two fingers out of her pussy and added his third finger into her ass “baby, you will love it once I start pounding into you. He increased his speed and nibbled at her inner thigh. God baby you have such a tight hot ass, I’m almost sad I may ruin it.” his new speed threw her through a loop, and she balanced her feet on his shoulders to give him better access. She cried out and looked at the ceiling as the pain left, heat took its place, and the heat turned into pure pleasure. Suddenly he pulled at her collar and her air left her, it left her squirming for air and writhing into his hand. He pumped even faster then before, causing the heat to spread throughout her whole body. He let the collar go, and an intense orgasm spread through her, making her cry out and loose focus. Suddenly before orgasm faded, he got up and un tied her hands, shaking still she let him lead her to the middle of the floor.
“down on all fours baby” and she did as she was told. He used her leash to connect her to the floor with a hook that was previously nailed to the tile. Leaving her ass in the air, and face close to the floor. “now baby, its time to punish that little rose bud”. he walked around her slowly, she thought in her mind how slutty she must look to him. Red hair touching and flowing onto the tiled floor, slightly covering her face. Her eyes watching him, her mouth open and breathing heavy, her naked ass in the air, swaying and ready. Her pussy juice dripping down her legs. She reached down to her pussy and rubbed her clit. Trevor gasped and walked behind her to watch. She swayed and moaned to her own masturbation. She could hear him rubbing himself, and she shook when he moaned softly. “I’m ready now Master, If it wont dock your pay any more, please fuck the shit out of my little asshole.”
She felt him take position behind her, and start to push himself in. “Is this what you want baby? You want my hard dick in your little asshole? You know what to do for it, don’t you?” Trent leaned over and whispered to her.
“please master, please fuck my ass!” she leaned back, slightly choking her self as she tried to pull away from the floor.
Suddenly, he grabbed her ass cheeks and pushed in, half way, pulled out, and buried himself to the hilt.
He moaned when he was buried. “god baby, this ass is so tight, don’t be to sad if I don’t last long.”
She couldn’t respond at all, the heat from his shaft had overwhelmed her, she could feel every pulse his dick made inside her, his hart beat through his shaft, sending an incredible feeling in her spine.
Slowly, he pulled back, pushing her forward as he did so, then he pulled her back on to his dick.
“oh god!” is all she could get out.
“touch yourself baby, like you did before”
She did as she was told, sending massive shivers down her body.
“oh yah baby, that’s a good little bitch.” he pulled her hair, as he thrust harder, causing the choke chain to tighten around her neck. Her face grew almost as red as her hair before he let go. She screamed in pleasure her hand only catching some of her cum before the rest hit the floor.
He pumped harder, causing her body to massively sway, all the while her moaning with delight. She rested her head on the floor, and reached for his hands on her ass. “please cum inside me master, I want you to have what you need from me. Use me to dump your load of hot wet cum in.” she helped him spread her cheeks more and he pumped faster. Painting and moaning, bringing himself to climax, he leaned over her. He dove himself deep insider her, and came, she felt stream after stream of his sperm shoot inside her, she moaned and wiggled at the sensation. He shook on top of her, emptying his last into her, as he kissed her back and nipped at her shoulder. Once he had spent his lust, he slowly withdrew himself from her. Causing some seamen to leak out. “dam baby, your hot as fuck.” he said as he stood up, and redid his pants. Then he took the collar off of her “now don’t move honey, I like you there.”
She realized for a brief moment, that she could run now, but really, she didn’t want to piss him off. She decided to wait for the man who tazed her, he was short and fat, she might be able to out run him. Some part of her that she didn’t want to admit yet, didn’t want to run at all. He un hooked both locks on the chains and took the choke collar and pushed it through the hook on the tiled floor, then he cuffed both sides, then slipped her wrist through each side. He then used the leash, to tie her legs together, leaving her room to bend her knees, but no way of separating her ankles. “the floor will be cold, but at least you wont hurt your self anymore. When its my turn, or if I can get someone to wait a bit, I will come back with bandages to make your ankles feel better… Bull! Come!!” she herd the door open “oh and Sara, I’m leaving my number in your skirt pocket, when you get out of here, feel free to use it.” She looked back and smiled at him, some part of her did want to call him, even if he was a crazy person. She watched the door close, and sprawled out the best she could, and fell into a nice dreamy sleep.
She woke up to a very cold and wet fabric touching her back. “Jesus! The cold floor in enough!” she said after she jumped and realized were she was. She looked behind her and saw the man with a rag and bucket. He was shorter then both Trevor and Trent, but she figured that meant that he was average. He had blond short hair that had bangs that could cover his eyes, but he brushed them back. He wore a “hard rock” tee shirt, with baggy jeans. His features were stern and defined, but what she noticed mostly about him, was his pale blue eyes. His eyes traced her body were his rag rubbed, but the rest of his face was stern, like a poker face, she had no idea weather he liked what he was seeing or not. “the cold water will make you more appalling to me, it will tighten your muscles, making your nipples erect, and what is more important to me, is how tight your pussy will be. Plus, I do not like dog sex, and I happen to know, his dog had his way with you.”
His rag trailed all the way from her shoulders to her ass, making her jump and realizing how utterly sore it was. He wiped extra cautiously on her ass, wiping her cheeks and anal rim. “stop fidgeting and turn around.” he said, taking a step back so she could do so.
She did, twisting the chain that held her as she did so, but thanks to the locks Trent placed, the chain didn’t hurt her. “he thinks the dog fucked me, that’s why he is washing me off. I think for now, I will keep that to my self, no need to piss anyone off just yet.” she thought.
He put the rag in the bucket and spilled the rags drippings over her body, then would take the rag and dry her off. She could have swore, that he had ice cubes in the bucket, the water was so cold it stung as it hit her. But she didn’t complain again, biting her lip and shaking, she whimpered as he finely brought the rag to her pussy lips. “Be quite please, I really have no regard for you and could care less if you like anything I do or not, but if you don’t comply with my wishes, I will take advantage of you being tied up and hit you.”
He took off the leash on her legs and said “I will be putting this back on, but I want to make certain you are clean.”
He stopped his washing for a brief second, then went back to it, his face never changing, and said nothing.
Then he twisted the rag inside his bucket, then pushed as much of it as he could into her pussy.
She arched her back and winced, she was already so dam cold on the outside, she was shaking enough as it was, now the little fucker could have put an ice cube insider her, and it would have had the same effect. He held it inside of her for a second, then pulled out and cleaned it off in the bucket to do it again.
The coldness sired her this time, it was so much worse then before. “Ugh! Please be done soon, I promise..”
“I said be quite!” he interrupted her plea. He probed her with the rag again, and she gave up and settled her head back down to stare at the ceiling again. For ten more min’s he bathed her with the cold water, till her lips tuned blue and it was obvious that she was shaking. He then set the bucket on the far side, and took of his shirt, he was built, but his stomach was softer then his hard chest. A thin dark trail leading down past his belly button. “listen to me, don’t ever move until I say so, don’t ever speak, unless I say so. If you moan or make any sound what so ever, I will hit you. Do you understand? I don’t even want you to look at me.”
She put her eyes back to the ceiling, and said “yes”.
She felt him put her legs back together, and wrapped the leash back around them. She closed her eyes and tried her very best to put herself in a meditative state.
Then she felt him get on top of her, pelvis to pelvis, and she felt his eyes on her breasts. She could feel his large shaft rest on her as he lifted himself up on his arms, and took a breast into his mouth. He suckled her eagerly, pulling the nipple in his mouth and swishing his tongue around it. Nipping at it, he moaned and moved to the other. She almost arched her back, but she caught herself, she knew he wanted her body, not her, and if she didn’t let him have it, he would get violent. His body heat felt good to her though, so she tried to relax as much as possible for him. He moved up to her neck, and she breathed in a quick breath, not strong, but enough. He stopped for an instant, not moving or even lifting his head, but he resumed what he wanted to do without any fuss. She felt his shaft twitch between them, as he went up her neck further to the bottom of her chin. He then put his entire weight on her, and started rubbing himself against her. Moaning, and kissing her chin, he lifted her head up a bit and his movement became more forceful. The thought of a man pleasing himself just on her flat stomach alone sent her in a whirl, but did everything she could to control her breathing, keep her eyes closed, and let him move her to his will, as he pleasured himself against her body. “you fucking slut, your all the fucking same. He breathed, “ugh, you take what you can, and give nothing back.” he pumped himself faster and harder “Fuck you! You little cunt, all your good for is to fuck!” she felt her body really swaying, she felt how her breasts were bouncing and her head was moving below him. She felt like a living puppet. He stopped to reposition himself between her thighs, and plundered himself into them as he came, yelling out and arching his back. He held her hips hard, when he came into her thighs, but she didn’t react. Although she knew she would bruise pretty bad. He recoverd from his lust faster then she thought he wood, and he stood up to get the rag from the bucket again. He cleaned off her stomach and inner thighs, luckily, she prepared herself for the icy cold just in time. She didn’t move a muscle when he cleaned her. When he was done he said “turn around and lay like I found you, like when you were sleeping.”
She did so without opening her eyes, and settled down quickly. She could hear him rubbing himself, enjoying the site of a naked young women laying on the floor in front of him. she felt him sit on the back of her thighs and start to play with her ass, stopping every now and then to rub himself again. She then felt one hand on the small of her back, while the other grabbed an ass cheek. He moaned, and slid his fingers through the back of her thighs to reach her pussy. “dead girls get wet huh? You fucking slut, did you like me using your body to jack me off? Do you like it when strange men dry hump you and cum on you? He inserted a finger, and pumped it in and out fast. Do you want to cum too? Do you think you deserve it for playing dead for me?”
It was a test, and she knew it, she wouldn’t allow herself to give in either. She felt him lean over her as he pumped his finger, she felt his breath on her neck, the only movement her entire body did was curl her toes. To bad he was focusing on her face she thought. He moved his finger from her, then moaned as she thought his put it inside his mouth. He kissed down from her shoulders, down her spine, she felt him reposition himself on her calf’s as he kissed and licked his way to her ass cheeks . He lifted her hips just a bit, and dove his face into her pussy. That was it, the game was over for her, she moaned softly and wiggled into his face. He slipped his tongue up and down, looking for her clit, she jumped when he found it. He moaned as he sucked and probed her pussy with his tongue. She wanted to spread her legs to give him more, but the leash wrapped around her legs stopped her. She wanted to touch her breasts and pull on her nipples, but the collar wrapped around her wrists stopped her. He stopped and said “you taste so fucking good slut, and I know your begging for it. But you know what? You don’t get it yet, not till I say so. You got that dead girl?” She could only moan in response, but wished he would let her. He moved his hands up and down her whole back side again, and she tried to calm herself down. She laid her head back down and prayed it would be over soon. Her body felt so hot against the cold floor, her instincts wanted to get away from it and embrace the heat. But doing that would only keep her on the edge of orgasm like he wanted. She didn’t want to give in to him completely, not while she could avoid it.
She felt him get up and walk to get the bucket again.
“Hold your breath bitch.” And before she could react, she felt the cold water rush unto her neck and hair.
She felt it rush down her shoulders and down along her back, he repositioned the bucket as it poured to slide down from her back, to the rim of her ass, and drip over her hot as hell pussy. Her nipples hardened to little brown rocks, and her whole body shivered as she couldn’t help but cry out in pain, as the cold water hit her like a ton of broken glass. The bucket must have been full with the very cold water, because when he was finly through with pouring, the floor had a half of inch of bitter, cold as hell water for her to lay in.
She looked behind her, to watch him sit on her bed, smiling from ear to ear. He must have somehow put his cloths on the bed while she wasn’t looking at him, because they sat right next to him in a neat little pile, with his shoes laid on top. She laid there shivering, with her head laying against the floor, half or her face in the cold water, while looking at him. His smile started to fade, as he started playing with himself to get himself hard again. He never made eye contact with her, only looked at her very wet, and very cold body. A look of a ruler, a king looking over his kingdom.. She was only something he owned till he got tired of her, and sadly, he wasn’t tired of her yet.
She didn’t move her head to watch him get up off the bed, and move behind her, she saw him grab a pillow off the bed, but she wasn’t sure what he wanted to do with it. He could smother her with it if he had wanted, because of her being tied up, there was little she could do.
“Lift your hips up dead girl!” he told her, and she immediately complied. He slid the pillow, witch got very wet, very fast, underneath her, and when she laid down on it, like he ordered after the pillow was in place. It made a very wet sloshing sound. The water from the pillow, exited from all directions, a small stream even rushing down her tummy, and running down to her pussy.
He sat on her legs again, and said, “no more games, don’t moan, don’t wiggle, don’t even blink or don’t fucking do shit! I would be more then happy to hit you a few times to get the color back somewhat. You got that much dead girl?”
She didn’t answer, she didn’t want to be hit.
“Good.”
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Fantasm

Used and abused in my first foursome.

My previous stories have all detailed terrible beatings. In this one I have explored fantasies of myself being used in a group sex scene. I have kept up the idea of being used and abused, and have kept a degree of BDSM in the story.
At the insistent suggestion of one reader, I have introduced something rather dirty which may turn some readers off, but presumably, might excite others. I will be interested in receiving some feedback on that issue.
Anyhow, I hope that, for men and women alike, you all masturbate while reading my story, as I did while writing it.
For several months after her last beating, Yvonne’s husband made no further attempt to involve her with any other men. It seemed that his perverse desire to see his wife suffer, had at least temporarily been satisfied.
It was certain that Yvonne’s own bizarre need for such cruel dominance had well and truly been sated.
At times when she thought back over her experience, Yvonne considered herself to have been so stupid to have submitted to such violent treatment. On the other hand though, another stronger train of thought gave her a sense of deep, personal satisfaction that she had undergone such treatment and that she had excited such lustful violence in the men who had used her.
The months slid by with Yvonne and Rob’s sex life having reverted to one of normality. Lately though, Rob had once more had lustful desires to see his wife being beaten and abused by another man. With these thoughts in mind, he began to consider that it was time that she should be used by several men at the one time. Accordingly, he began to seek out sadists on internet porn sites. The few that he found living relatively local to him, were treated to full and explicit descriptions of his wife and of the perverted sessions of cruelty that she had previously undergone.
Now, one night as he fucked his wife, he began telling her of the several men that he’d been in contact with. Instinctively, Yvonne immediately knew where this talk would lead. She felt a tremor of emotion through her body, but it was a tremor of lustful excitement rather than of fear.
Rob spoke generally, not being specific on any detail, as he tested his wife’s reaction.
Yvonne just very momentarily hesitated, but then, unable to help herself, she enthusiastically took the bait.
“How many men?” ……. “huge cocks, you say!” ………… “love being cruel – you always seem to talk to those types darling.”
Her husband, knowing his wife’s mind so well, at once knew that she was ripe for more cruel, sadistic use.
Once he might have led her on very slowly, all the time testing and easing her further and further into his scheme. Now however, he went straight to the point and told his wife, “three guys together will be a whole new experience for you.”
Yvonne’s mind was in a turmoil – she thought back to her previous sessions and imagined what terrible treatment might be in store for her if she let herself be led into the hands of these men. Those thoughts told her to resist, but perverted lustful feelings led her further and further on. She knew that it was madness to once more submit to such horrors of cruelty, and yet she couldn’t help herself.
What a strange marriage theirs was. Yvonne’s husband obviously loved her very dearly, and yet he had this need to see her degraded, abused, and suffering. Indeed the more they spoke of this new scheme, the more loving and tender he became towards his wife. She on the other hand, thrilled that she could stir such debauched lust in her husband, and be the cause of leading men to do such appallingly cruel things to her.
Rob had often marvelled at his wife’s willingness to submit to the cruelties of the men he had set her up for. It was not as if she could easily bear the pain – she sooked like a baby if she should happened to bump herself or to get a scratch.
He felt great satisfaction with his achievements. Yvonne had been so innocent and pure when they had married, indeed she still appeared that way to her family and friends – they would be amazed if they knew her true feelings and if they knew of the activities she got up to.
Shortly after their marriage, Rob had introduced his bride to pornography – soft core at first, but rapidly escalating to the crudest that could be found. He delighted that Yvonne had immediately shown such interest in the filthy magazines and videos that he had shown her, and that she was so willing to experiment with the new ideas to which she was introduced.
She had baulked a little when introduced to BDSM, but soon agreed to try being spanked. She surprised both herself and her husband the way that she had rapidly progressed from wanting no more than just some playful slapping on the bottom, to being enthusiastic in being genuinely hurt and wanting her husband’s leather belt to inflict some serious pain.
Yvonne wondered about her lust and believed herself to be perverted and abnormal because of her bizarre and unnatural desires. She thought back to the constant fantasy she’d had as a child, when she would lay in bed touching herself and imagining that she was displayed naked in some public place, with dozens of men stopping to view her. At that stage she had never imagined any physical abuse, she had only revelled in the idea of being degraded and humiliated.
Over the next couple of day’s, Yvonne’s husband got busy with his emails. Soon all was set. The three men would meet together, then come and use Yvonne in her own house.
The time came. Yvonne had spent a long time preparing herself, and was beautifully made up and all ready to be given to the men. She couldn’t keep still, so tense was she with nervous anticipation. First she would sit, then get up and look out of the window. Then into the kitchen to get a drink, but then leave it untouched as she went back to the window. No sooner at the window than she would go to check that her hair was right. She was fired with sexual anticipation, but also so very, very nervous and a little scared.
Finally, as she glanced out of the window for the fiftieth time, Yvonne was transfixed as she saw a car pull up. She watched the three men get out and stand talking as they looked towards the house.
“They’re here,” she excitedly told her husband, her voice filled with conflicting emotions.
The men walked towards the house, one middle aged, short, swarthy, and powerfully built; another taller and athletic looking; the third quite a bit older than what Yvonne would have expected, somewhere in his sixties, with small cruel looking eyes.
Rob opened the door and greeted them as he would someone who was extremely welcome.
The men seemed a little apprehensive, perhaps thinking that this all seemed too good to be true and wondering if it were some sort of bizarre joke. These thoughts seemed to be confirmed when Yvonne was introduced – she was altogether too lovely, with too pretty a face to be someone involving herself in this sort of thing.
Rob sensed their suspicions and, to put them at ease, asked if they would like to have his wife suck their cocks.
The old man with the cruel eyes was the one to jump at the offer. “Come on then slut,” he sneered as he unzipped his pants and took his big, heavy, rapidly swelling cock out.
Yvonne, wanting to ease her own tension and nervousness, immediately knelt down and took the base of the man’s large cock in her soft hands. She kissed his big, heavy cock, licked the hard, swollen head, then engulfed it with her lips and slowly lowered her mouth down over the thick, pulsing penis.
“Arrhhh,” the man half growled and half sighed. He reached down and screwed up Yvonne’s hair in two fistfuls and dragged her head so far onto his cock that it pushed right to the entrance to her throat, causing her to gag and choke.
“Ha! Listen to the fucking slut,” the old guy sneered jubilantly as Yvonne struggled and coughed and choked with gurgling, retching sounds emitting from her as her head was held tight and deep fucked right back to her throat. She struggled and reaching up with her arms tried to push the guy away. He simply tightened his grip on her dark hair and shoved his cock right into her epiglottis, causing her to wretch violently as her body tried to vomit out the cock that was invading her throat and blocking off her airway.
The other two men, seeing Yvonne’s husband simply grinning and standing by watching this physical abuse of his wife, now undid their pants and took out their large, thick, hard cocks.
The two rubbed their cocks over Yvonne’s face, unable to do little else while the old guy was fucking her mouth so savagely.
Yvonne’s eyes were staring and she began to thresh about wildly as she slowly suffocated. The old guy, seeing the need to perhaps let her have a few breaths, pulled his cock out and gave her a hard slap across the cheek. “You stupid, fucking, cunt-whore,” he snarled, and then once more plunged his cock into her mouth.
One of the other guys glanced across at Yvonne’s husband, thinking that such abuse might be too much. One brief glance though, told that the husband approved entirely of this perverted use of his wife. Accordingly, this second guy now wrenched Yvonne’s head around in preparation for also fucking her throat.
The old guy, having been displaced from Yvonne’s mouth, now got down and half ripped her blouse from her shoulders, revealing her small breasts with their large, firm nipples. Opening his mouth he bit into one, causing Yvonne to buck about and give a muffled, gurgling yell as her mouth and throat were, at the same time being fucked.
Leaning back, the old guy admired the teeth marks that he’d left on the soft, white flesh of Yvonne’s breast. Now, with the flats of his hands, he began to viciously slap her tits so that they lurched from side to side and to rapidly glow red.
Yvonne was gurgling, choking, retching, grunting as her throat was fucked and her breasts were slapped and beaten.
“Stand the cunt up while I get her skirt off,” the older guy ordered in a way that had to be obeyed.
Yvonne dragged up by her hair, struggled to her feet and stood submissively while the old guy fumbled with the catch and zipper of her skirt.
“Let me do it,” she said after a moment as she saw the guy struggling to get the hook undone. She then deftly undid the catch, slid the zipper down, and let her skirt fall to reveal lovely lace top white stockings and the sexiest little pair of bikini panties.
Yvonne made no hesitation in sliding first one, then the other stocking down and playfully kicked them from her feet. Her delicate, slender hands then slipped the panties down over her belly, down her naked thighs, to fall around her ankles. She then stood there stark naked for the three guy’s lustful inspection.
The three men stood gazing for a moment, transfixed by the sight of Yvonne’s lovely body, her lovely unblemished skin, her firm, shapely figure with the small white breasts surmounted by her quite large nipples.
Once more it was the old guy who took the initiative. “Fuck! I’m going to ruin that fucking beautiful body,” he sneered cruelly.
To put his promise into action, he grabbed a handful of Yvonne’s hair and forced her down onto her knees. He then proceeded to once more fuck her mouth while at the same time, having dropped his hands to her throat, began to half strangle her by pressing both thumbs against her windpipe, just occasionally releasing them only to give her a few firm slaps across her face.
The other two guys, not being slow in taking advantage of what one laughingly described as a piece of free fuck-meat, dragged Yvonne into position on all fours so that one could get up behind her and plunge his massively hard cock deeply into her wet, dribbling cunt, while the other began to tightly bind her small tits with a substantial length of cord.
Yvonne’s husband, having stripped naked, stood by gloating at his wife’s abuse and alternately urged the guy fucking her cunt to “really sink your cock into the fucking whore,” then prompting the guy with the cord to “bind her tits so tightly as to nearly cut them off,” then promptly turning his attention to the guy fucking his wife’s mouth by telling him to “strangle the slut while you fuck her throat.”
Each of the men were constantly hurling verbal abuse at Yvonne as they went about their business of abusing her body. “Filthy little whore, stupid fucking bitch, dumb-ass fucking harlot, dirty fucking cunt,” the abuse was continual and washed over Yvonne in torrents of degrading ideas as she felt her tits aching and throbbing from their bindings; as she gagged and choked and gasped for air from being mouth fucked and strangled, and as her body lusted and filled with thrilling sensations as the huge cock plunged back and forth, back and forth in her wet, slippery pussy.
The guy slid his cock from Yvonne’s squelching cunt. The cock was massive at perhaps nine inches in length and the thickness of Yvonne’s slender wrists. It was glistening with the combined juices of its own oozing cum along with the copious quantities of juice which Yvonne was dribbling from her lustful cunt. The veins along the length of the guy’s cock stood out like whipcords, the pressure of which pumped his cock to its huge, swollen size.
He leaned forward and slid his tongue across Yvonne’s tightly closed asshole. He then dribbled saliva onto it and began to press the ball of his finger onto her hole, opening it slightly and working his saliva in as a lubricant.
Yvonne spread her knees a little more and slightly pushed her bum further upwards. She knew what was coming next and she lusted for that dirty and unnatural form of fucking.
Yvonne’s hole was loosening. Two fingers now probed and pulled and stretched at her anus. The guy’s saliva dribbled in. The fingers slipped about now, becoming easier to slide in and out. The fingers came out and the cum oozing head of the huge cock now pressed against Yvonne’s hole.
Pushing and pressing forwards the cock stretched the opening to Yvonne’s anal canal until it entered into her body, causing her to emit little gasping moans of delight.
The guy’s large hands gripped Yvonne’s soft ass cheeks, spreading them apart as his cock began to ease up into her body. In, in, further and further, stretching her until the guy’s pubic hair pressed firmly against the flesh above her asshole. His cock now deep within her, hugged firmly by her anal tube.
In and out the guy slowly pumped his cock. Her intestines felt warm and slimy on his pulsing, lusting cock. He eased his cock half the way out and looked down at its hardness, glistening with slime . How degrading to make her suck it, the thought occurred to him.
He pulled right out, his huge cock swaying out in front of his belly.
“Let the slut suck this,” he said to the old guy as he tried to push his way towards Yvonne’s gagging, gasping mouth.
The older guy seeing the value in giving way, let the guy push his smeared cock between Yvonne’s lovely lips, swapping position so that it was now the old guy fucking her ass as she sucked on the cock which had previously been deep within her now well stretched bowels.
The two set up a rotation, each of them alternately fucking Yvonne’s ass and then her mouth.
Yvonne’s husband, so worked up at watching his wife being abused in this way, knelt beside her and reached his hand into her now vacant cunt. Three fingers easily slipped into her slippery wetness, and moments later he had four fingers exploring her sloppy fuck-pit, and pushing in until her cunt stretched enough for the fingers to enter right in past the knuckles of his fist, with just his thumb sticking out.
Rob worked his wife’s cunt in this way for a moment or two, then lay his thumb alongside his fingers and began to push his hand forward with the intention of inserting his entire fist up inside his wife’s cunt.
Yvonne had had her husband’s fist inside her on several occasions and soon her husband had all fingers and thumb in her cunt and was pressing forward and twisting his hand back and forth so that his knuckles were stretching, stretching, stretching her hole.
Yvonne’s cunt was literally dribbling her juices so that they trickled down the insides of her thighs. Suddenly her cunt, having stretched so much, engulfed her husband’s entire fist and it slid totally inside her body.
Rob had a definite intention in getting his fist up inside his wife’s cunt. He straight away twisted his hand so that his fingers could press against the thin flesh membrane separating cunt from shit tunnel.
“Yes!” he exclaimed, as he actually felt the guy’s cock moving up and down at the other side of the separating wall inside his wife’s cunt. He pressed on the separating flesh within Yvonne’s cunt, and then the old guy, who happened to be the one fucking Yvonne at the time, exclaimed that his cock could feel the husband’s hand pressing against him inside the slut’s body.
Yvonne was going crazy with the treatment which she was receiving. A cock in her mouth, a cock up her bum, a fist inside her pussy, and her breasts swollen and being slapped around, was just heaven to her. Her whole being was filled with fabulous sensations of lustful desire.
She had totally surrendered herself in every way to the men who were using her so crudely and pervertedly. She was so thrilled that she had abandoned every scrap of decency, every shred of morality. She was at that moment the absolute antithesis of purity, chastity and decency.
Fleetingly, her marriage vows came to mind, something about honour and fidelity, something about being true and faithful to her husband. Her lust revelled in the thought that she had so totally violated those vows.
At the odd moments when her mouth was not full of cock, she moaned and gasped softly in her unbridled lust. “Oh God,” she moaned at one of these moments, “you can do absolutely anything you want with me.”
The guy in the process of transferring his cock from her ass to her mouth, laughed and said, “we already are you stupid fucking cunt.”
Yvonne giggled at his retort but her laughter was immediately stifled by the cock stuffing into her mouth right to the back of her throat.
Meanwhile, having Yvonne’s tits firmly bound, and by lots of slapping and nipple twisting and pulling, the third guy had her tits in a state of hard, bulging firmness with a colour somewhere approaching a deep purplish red, her nipples standing hard and protruding perhaps half and inch or more from the round curvature of the swollen breasts.
Bending his fingers into a claw shape, the guy slowly dragged his nails across Yvonne’s bulging breast, leaving a red, scratched abrasion. Yvonne gasped at the pain, along with her gasping for breathe as the other two guys continued rotating their fucking from her ass to mouth.
The guy continued with his scratching, slowly moving around each tit until they were both lightly lacerated with his claw marks.
Yvonne, busy with being ass and mouth fucked, wasn’t sure just what was being done to her breasts, she just knew that whatever was happening, it was extremely painful and her breasts not only hurt from the sharp pain being inflicted, but they also ached and throbbed agonisingly.
The guy working on her tits, next slipped across to where he’d tossed his pants onto the floor. He’d come well prepared for such an eventuality and, reaching into his pocket, he took out half a dozen large safety pins. He smiled as he undid a pin and looked at the cruel, sharp point.
Back to Yvonne’s swollen breasts, he, rather than just stick the pins through her flesh, amused himself by spiking her tits all over by sticking just the tip of the spike into her flesh.
Yvonne gave squeals of pain whenever she had her mouth free of the two cocks. She jumped and flinched at each painful protrusion of the pin into her flesh.
Each little prick resulted in a red dot of blood on her skin. The guy kept on and on and on, pricking and laughing at each gasp and each little lurch or twitch of her body as she felt the pain of the pins penetrating her flesh.
After a half an hour of tormenting Yvonne’s breasts in that way, the guy suddenly felt a surge of cruel, spite, and he suddenly grabbed one nipple and savagely drove the pin into it, then pushed viciously until the pin had driven right through and out the other side. One pin, two pins, three pins through one nipple. Yvonne was squealing and whimpering in pain.
Next two pins viciously driven, one after the other, through her other nipple.
The guy hesitated in driving the last of the pins through Yvonne’s nipples. Instead he used the sharp point to drag it all over her breasts, leaving horrible deep scratches that wept little beads of blood.
Yvonne had struggled to get up and free herself as the horrible painful scratching of her breasts was taking place. The two guys alternately fucking her ass and mouth had no notion of stopping their filthy game though, and they slapped her face hard, a half dozen times to make her be still. “Stay where you are, you fucking whore,” the one snarled at her as he gave her a particularly hard slap which sent her head jerking backwards.
This last blow took Yvonne by surprise and she gave a yell of pain and dismay, but then enthusiastically submitted once more to the perverted game of having the two cocks rotate from her ass to her mouth, and mouth back to ass. The blows had done nothing to dismay her, they in fact made her more and more satisfied with the abuse of her body that was going on.
Yvonne was crying now as the last of the pins was gleefully stuck through her nipple. The tears streamed down her cheeks. She wanted all of this to happen to her, but she nevertheless struggled to bear it.
Standing up, Yvonne’s tit torturer suggested to the other two guys that they get her into a sandwich with one up her ass, one up her cunt, and the third fucking her mouth. This suggestion was enthusiastically taken up and Yvonne was helped to lay backwards on top of the guy whose cock was firmly up her ass.
Having attained that position, Yvonne leaned back on her elbows so as not to completely squash her ass-fucker underneath, not that her tiny frame she had enough weight to do that anyway.
She brought her knees up and spread apart ready for one of the others to take up his position in her wet, slippery, and gaping pussy.
That position being filled, the remaining guy squatted astride her head and plunged his hard cock into Yvonne’s eagerly open mouth, jamming it first into her cheeks so that they bulged out with the shape of the cock, then plunging it straight in and dragging her mouth and throat onto his massively hard cock.
The three guys fucked and fucked Yvonne’s every sex opening all together. On and on, frantically and lustfully.
Yvonne was approaching a delirium of delight at being fucked in such a lewd, obscene way. Her husband, just as frantic in his lustful enthusiasm, began masturbating violently until he rushed to his wife to deliver his spurting cum all over her face as she looked up at him with a look of pure delight.
Looking at Yvonne’s face with the considerable quantity of white cum slowly dribbling down over her forehead and cheeks seemed to inspire the guy fucking her mouth. Taking a firmer grip on her head, his large hands held her face and fucked more and more frantically until the tears welled up in Yvonne’s eyes as she gagged and gurgled with the most fantastic choking sounds with the guy’s cock jammed tightly right down her throat.
These sounds in turn inspired the other guys and the one fucking her cunt began to plunge and drive his cock in and out of Yvonne’s cunt which was so slippery and wet as to squelch with the most obscene slurping sounds.
Yvonne’s body, in spite of her being half choked and throttled, was rapidly racing towards uncontrollable orgasm. Her body was lurching vigorously as she pumped her body, as best she could in her position, onto the three cocks which were fucking her.
Her lust was surging out of control. It was fabulous! It was gorgeous! It was sensational! It was more than she could bear! She would go mad with the wonderful feelings! She moaned, she groaned, she gurgled and grunted in a wild abandon of lustful orgasm.
The mouth fucking cock withdrew from her throat just in time for the cum to spurt into her mouth. She moved her tongue through the gooey stuff. She swallowed it greedily.
Cum pumped into her pussy, turning its already slippery wetness into an obscene, sloppy, slimy fuck pit.
Cum gushed up her bum, making that fuck hole just as sloppy as her cunt.
The fucking had stopped. Yvonne wanted more, more, more. Her hands went to her pussy and she masturbated like a wild thing, driving herself on to continuing frantic orgasmic delights.
Finally she began to calm down. The men stood over her grinning.
“Outside cunt!” one of them laughed as he dragged her upright by her hair.
Yvonne was led out into the back yard of the house, then roughly shoved down onto the hard, cold concrete path.
All four men stood around her directing their still half-hard cocks towards her.
Yvonne knew exactly what was to come but she still felt so lustfully and wantonly like the degraded slut that she indeed was, that she eagerly looked up into the men’s laughing, sneering faces.
The urine came in a spray. First one, then two, then all four spraying her with their warm, yellow fluid.
It splashed onto her belly, her breasts and into her face.
“Open wide,” the laughing order came.
She opened wide and tasted the tepid, disgusting urine as it splashed and gurgled in her mouth. She began to drink. It was revolting. She kept on swallowing and swallowing. Mouthful after mouthful. With four men all pissing there was plenty to drink.
The spray finally stopped.
“You dirty, disgusting, fucking cunt,” one of the guys said as they all stood looking down on her.
Yvonne felt dirty and degraded but she felt wonderful.

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