Adult Story

Fantasm

The One

Chris dropped his keys on the table by the entrance and closed the door behind me. I jumped a little at the click of the dead bolt sliding home. I have to admit amidst the excitement I was a little nervous, too. Actually meeting someone I’d only talked to online was something I’d never done before.
He took my backpack from from me and let it fall to the floor. Taking my hand he led me into the comfortably furnished living room. I wasn’t really interested in my surrounding, though. The man in front of me held all my attention.
He pulled me into his arms and leaned down to capture my lips with his. His kiss when he’d met me at the airport had been friendly, almost platonic, but this kiss stole my breath. It was fierce and predatory, demanding and hungry. HIs hands on my ass molded me to his body.
“Undress,” he said breaking the kiss and stepping back to watch me.
I pulled the white, silk jersey knit tee shirt off over my head and let it slip from my fingers. Chewing on my lower lip I reached behind me and unhooked my lace bra and slid the straps down my arms letting it fall onto the floor. His gaze riveted on my full, round breasts with their pertly upturned nipples.
His breathing quickened a little as he reached out to pinch the erect, pink buds. He twisted them hard then cupped my breasts in his hands squeezing the firm mounds as he pressed them together. A low moan escaped my lips.
He stepped back again and ran one finger down to the waistband of my hip hugging jeans. My hands followed his and I worked the buttons on the fly. I pushed the distressed denim down over my hips and then my legs. I stepped out of my shoes and leaned down to pull my jeans the rest of the way off. I straightened up and hooked my thumbs in the elastic waist of the pink lace panties that matched my discarded bra. I slid them down to my knees and wiggled till they fell to my ankles. I stepped out of them and stood naked before him.
“Put your hands behind your neck,” he ordered me.
I obeyed, pressing my shoulders down and back to thrust my full breasts toward him. He ran his appreciative eyes over my body. The corner of my lips turned up as I kept my eyes on the growing bulge in the front of his jeans. Putting myself on display for him was having the same effect on me. I could feel the wetness between my thighs.
“Turn around,” he said.
I turned slowly till my back was to him.
“Spread your legs,” he said and I complied. “Bend over and grab the back of your ankles.”
I bent down, my head between my knees, my hands wrapped around the backs of my ankles. Chris stepped up behind me and slid his fingers between my labia. I shuddered with pleasure when he stroked my clit a few times before pushing his fingers into my dripping cunt.
“MMMmmmmmm,” I moaned as he twisted his hand back and forth as he caressed the walls of my vagina.
He withdrew his fingers from my pussy and trailed them up to circle the tight pucker of my anus. I bit my lip as he pressed firmly and pushed two fingers into my ass thrusting them in as deep and hard as he could. I nearly lost my balance and had to catch myself with one hand on the floor in front of me.
He pulled his fingers out and gave me one stinging slap on the firm globe of my left ass cheek. I stood up and turned to face him. Without saying a word, he held his fingers to my lips. My eyes locked with his, I opened my mouth to lick and suck the fingers he had used to fuck my ass.
Pulling his clean fingers out of my mouth, he cupped my face between his hands and leaned down to kiss me. I tugged the hem of his shirt from his waistband and slowly unbuttoned it, running my hands up over his chest and then down his abdomen. He caught my wandering hands in his and raised them to his lips.
Sitting down on the sofa, he pushed the coffee table back with one foot. “Come here,” he said, his voice a little husky.
I moved to stand in front of him and he let his legs fall open. Dropping to my knees I ran my hands up and down his inner thighs. He leaned back to watch me through heavily lidded eyes, as my hands glided to the button on his jeans. I unzipped them and he lifted his hips allowing me to pull them down along with his shorts. I sat back on my heels and removed his shoes before pulling his jeans the rest of the way off.
His cock stood proudly from the profusion of dark curls at its base. I stroked the hard, thick shaft reveling in the feel of his velvety soft skin beneath my palm. I pushed the tip of my tongue into his piss hole and scooped the pearly drop of pre-cum out then took the soft mushroom shaped head of his cock in my mouth and ran my tongue over and around it before I sucked him all the way into my mouth.
I don’t have much of a gag reflex left because of an adolescent bout of bulimia and I easily took all of him, extending my tongue to lick his balls while the head of his cock pressed into my throat. His body jerked, his hands closing around the back of my head as I began to move my mouth up and down on his cock I squeezed and massage his balls while I bobbed in his lap sucking as I lifted my head, pressing my tongue against his shaft and sliding it around when I pushed back down.
I let his rigid cock slip out of my mouth and rubbed the spongy head against my cheek, kissing it before I began stroking him while I licked and sucked his heavy balls. He slouched down further on the couch and slid his ass to the edge of the cushions. I smiled and leaned down to lick his asshole, running my tongue around and over it, before rolling it lengthwise to push it into his tight pucker. He groaned loudly as I began to fuck his ass with my tongue while continuing to stroke his thick, hard cock. I let my saliva dribble from my mouth and worked it in with my thrusting tongue to get his asshole nice and wet.
Pulling my tongue out I licked across his perineum to his balls and then up his shaft. I pushed my finger through the tight ring to directly stimulate his prostrate and sucked his cock back into my mouth. I fucked his ass with my finger while he held my head, fingers wound tightly in my hair, and fucked my face. I breathed through my nose and swallowed as the head of his large prick pushed into my throat.
I felt him swell and pulse in my mouth, his breathing fast and ragged, and I knew he was about to cum. He moaned as his cock erupted, the first thick rope of semen shooting into my convulsing throat before he filled my mouth with his slightly salty jism. I held the head of his throbbing penis between my lips, sucking as I stroked his shaft to milk his heavy balls dry, swallowing every precious drop.
I swirled my tongue around the head of his softening cock then licked up and down the shaft to make sure I had all his cum before I sat back on my heels and laid my head against his thigh. I traced lazy spirals on his hip with my fingers as his breathing slowly returned to normal.
I felt his weight shift as he sat forward, but before I could look up he grabbed a handful of my hair winding it around his fist as he stood. I cried out in surprised pain as he jerked me onto my knees and started to drag me across the room. I clutched at his wrists with both hands as I tried to find my feet. Chris pulled me up and slammed me against the wall knocking the wind out of me. Before I could recover his fist slammed into my midsection forcing all the breath from my body with a loud whoosh.
“It’s your turn, bitch,” he said harshly.
I startled to crumple to the floor, but his hand closed painfully around the back of my neck, his fingers digging into my flesh. He shoved me through the door to his bedroom. I sprawled on the floor and sucked in a wheezing breath.
He rolled me onto my back and straddled my thighs. Holding both my hands in one of his, he wound a thin piece of rope around my wrists and knotted it tightly then wrapped the rope around itself between my wrists. He stood up and I watched as he fed the rope through a ring suspended from a chain attached to the ceiling.
“What. . .” Before I could finish my question the heel of his foot came down hard on the center of my stomach just below my ribs. I coughed and pulled my knees up as he wrapped the rope around a post on his bed and pulled until I was upright on the balls of my feet with my arms stretched painfully above my head, then tied it off.
He walked to his dresser and opened the top drawer. He picked something up and returned to stand in front of me holding up the ball gag for me to see. I shook my head and he smiled unpleasantly.
“Open,” he ordered me.
I stared at him blankly. His hand came up and he slapped me hard snapping my head to the side. I whimpered as he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.
“Open your mouth, you fucking slut,” he commanded again. “I’d love to hear you scream for me, but we can’t alarm the neighbors.”
I obeyed and he shoved the ball between my teeth and fastened it tight behind my head. He kneeled on one knee and reached under the edge of his bed to pull out a three foot spreader bar. He fastened the cuffs at each end to my ankles forcing my legs apart. I balanced precariously on my the tips of my toes.
He stood up and pushed me gently with the tips of his fingers. I swayed, my body twisting, and he laughed lowly when I sobbed behind the ball gag. My shoulders felt like they were going to dislocate, my elbows screamed under the pressure of my weight, and my hands were going numb. I struggled to relieve the pain in my shoulders by pushing up on my toes again.
Chris stepped behind me and I waited tensely for whatever was coming next. He didn’t make me wait long. I cringed as he drew the leather handle of his whip through the lips of my wet cunt. I heard the whistle as the thin leather cut through the air a fraction of a second before it bit into my skin.
I screamed against the hard plastic ball as I realized he’d imbedded tacks or nails along the length of the whip. The sharp points dug into my flesh and tore skin when he pulled it back preparing to strike again. His rhythm was uneven as he circled me raining his blows on my ass, my shoulders, my breasts, and stomach. His whip wrapped around the sides of my ribcage and thighs. Every fourth or fifth stroke he brought the end of the metal studded whip up sharply between my legs.
Tears ran down my cheeks and I sobbed as he continued the brutal beating. Reddish purple welts crisscrossed my breasts and stomach. Blood oozed from the punctures and cuts. My head hung down between my aching shoulders.
Chris stopped in front of me and pulled my head back by my hair with one hand and shoved the handle of his whip into my cunt. His fist pounded against the sore, swollen lips of my vagina as he fucked it in and out fast and hard. I rocked my head from side to side as he lifted me off my feet with the force of his thrusts.
He pulled the handle out of me and I whimpered pathetically as I felt his fingers pushing the studded end of the whip into my cunt. I was trembling hard as he used the handle to work more of the whip into my body. He used the intruding handle like a pestle rolling it against the walls of my vagina to press the sharp points into the soft flesh. My body was shaking violently as he stepped back and jerked the whip out of my cunt, tearing me and sending a jolt of intense pain through my loins.
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I came to on the bed, my knees pressed against my shoulders. Chris gripped the spreader bar between my ankles and pressed it down against my thighs as he pounded his raging cock into my ravaged vagina. The gag was gone and the sound that issued from my lips was some cross between a sobbing moan and laughter.
He pushed up and, with one hand between our bodies, guided the head of his cock to my ass. I cried out in pain as he pushed in deep and continued to pound my ass, barely missing a beat. I rocked my hips to meet his violent thrusts and he groaned.
“Yeah, baby,” he breathed huskily. “Fuck me back, you little slut.”
His thumb pressed against my swollen clit and I felt the tension building low in the pit of my stomach. “Fuck,” I moaned, “Oh, fuck. Harder. Fuck me hard.”
He rammed his cock into my tight ass, his breath hissing through clenched teeth. I felt him swell inside my pulsing rectum. He fucked me faster, slamming against my wide spread ass cheeks. He shoved his fingers into my cunt and my body tensed, my back arching, driving his cock deeper and I screamed as my orgasm rocked through my body.
Chris ground against me hard and I felt his hot sperm washing through my bowels. He buried himself inside my ass and continued to rock against me as his cock twitched and spewed his cum in spurts. My anus rippled around him, squeezing and milking his prick for every drop left in his balls.
Spent, he laid against me, his cock still semi hard and buried in my rectum. As he relaxed, I felt him flood my bowels with his hot piss. I could feel the heat wash through my intestines causing my belly to bloat. He finished and pulled out. I tightened my sphincter to hold it all inside me.
Chris slid back to stand by the bed and pulled me up by my hair. I opened my mouth, my fingers closing around his shit and cum stained cock and stuck out my tongue to lick from the base to the tip. I felt him shiver as my lips closed around his prick and began to suck him clean.
When I finished he dropped back onto the bed. He rolled onto his side and looked down at me admiring the marks his whip had left. He traced a welt across my breast with his fingertip.
“I think you’ll do,” he said smoothing my damp hair back from my face. “Had enough?”
“Not if there’s anything else you want to do to me,” I answered.
He laughed dryly. “Well,” he said leaning down to kiss me. “There is one more thing for now.”
I shuddered with anticipation as he laid the cold, steel blade of a hunting knife against my chest, drawing the flat side slowly between my breasts.

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Fantasm

Jason not Jasmine pt 2

Sorry about the wait guys got real busy and all that jazz. The previous part this was the wrong draft that I posted so I’m fixing that as well seeing as the computer that had the originals went ca-put so yeah and I started on the next part as well so yeah, enjoy. Also that whole yadda about if you don’t like these kind of subjects, your taste to sensitive, and/or you’re just pain in the ass, you are in no way, shape, or form required to finish this (article? story? wall of text?) yeah just don’t do it.
Making the choice I decide its best to just give up my fantasy of living this year out as Jason, if Thomas is anything like he was in high school it doesn’t matter I’ll mostly be plaything the whole year anyway. Taking a deep breath I step out of my room as Jasmine and decide on how to introduce myself to my new roomy. SURPRISE! I Stepped out of my room with my black hair piled on top of my head, a dress so short and revealing prostitutes or high school girls would have killed me for it, but my heels were pure chick power. As soon as I step out he’s there, on the couch. His baby blue eyes turn from curiosity to hunger in less than a heartbeat, as they drive down my body like its the autobahn, until they crash in to my SLUT tattoo. Seeming to remember his manners he jumps up in a flash and extends his hand.
“um Hi I’m Jasmine” I couldn’t give him the other name, I just couldn’t. “Jessica Baker, sorry I’m elsewhere in my mind”
“Sam Murphy, nice to meetcha” totally an east coast boy “Where are you off to looking so dam-arn nice?”
“I have a date of sorts tonight at The Goose, you know that bar over by the admissions”
“Yeah I know the one, you might see me there its a pretty common spot for the co-eds here. Well I won’t keep you, have a nice night”
“Thanks, you too Sam, later” feeling his eyes on my ass makes it hard not to pull it down lower, God I really am a slut because all I can think about is how his cock must look judging by that bulge.
I arrive at the bar 20 minutes early, as it turns out its relatively close to the dorm I share with Sam. I notice Thomas right away, sitting in the back as handsome as ever. He looks like a nice regular guy on the outside but on he’s more terrifying than my father and his father combined on the inside. It was Thomas who started “The Parties” before it would just be me and dad on a “fishing trip” but not soon after I wasn’t only drowning in dad’s milky ocean but also that of almost every man in town who had any power, Tom turned me into a weapon and tool. He met me at half way and pulled me in for a kiss that started hard and ended with a bite on my bottom lip. Pulling me by my ass up into his groin so hard I felt every inch of his cock in my hip he whispers “follow me”
I follow him around the frat house inspired establishment to a bathroom in what I assume is the back, as soon as I shut and lock the door he’s on me. His hard kiss to the point of hurting while his hands play Lewis and Clark on my body, pulling my dress up over my ass his hands start kneading my cheeks while a finger sometimes dips in. He gives me his middle finger to suck on for a second before sneaking it around my back and up my ass. He pauses ravishing my neck to point out “You’ve been busy today”.
“Dad stopped by.” He suddenly rips his finger out of my hole and yanks by head back by my hair before spanking me so hard I wince.
“You’re forgetting something slut” Slut drops out of his mouth like communist from a cold war vet. I know I’ve taken too long to correct my self when he slaps each of my tits so hard my knees give out and I end up on my knees below him struggling not to cry.
“sir sir sir, oh god I’m sorry sir” hoping to forestall any other punishment I began to release his cock from his pants, which dropped to floor with a thud. Damn, I had forgotten it was so thick. I put my mouth on it and eased down as far as I could get before Tom felt inclined to help me the rest of the way. He held me for a little then let me recede until I was able to breathe before he jammed it back in, doing this over and over as hard as he could each time. I had lost the track of time and repetitions before he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up on my feet and spun me around before pushing me on to the sink.
“Hold on to that, and lose the panties, quick” doing as I instructed I dropped them “you’re allowed to cum but you had better catch it in your hand” With that he placed his saliva lubed cock at my entrance and eased in, god it felt too good not moan, a long moan. “shut it slut” each reentry got steadily faster. With one hand on my shoulder and the other on my hip he started power driving into me, I was pumping my own meat and pushing back into him any way I could get more. His hand on my shoulder slid from its perch to my ass before he gave me a few spanks and moved to firmly gripping my balls and using them as leverage for his trust. I tried hard not moan but occasionally one would slip out and after the fifth or sixth slip he moved his hand up to my tits and start slapping them. Every thrust brought me closer to orgasm as he fucked me, and the sound of his skin slapping mine echoing in the small room was like sensory overload. Feeling him going at me with such fervor pushed me over the edge, remembering his edict, I came buckets into my spare hand; which he must have liked because then one hand latched on a tit and the other pulled my hair as far back as it would go while he trusted into me one last time. I collapsed onto the sink and he ran his hand down my from my hair to my ass and started gently kneading it while his other did the exact same to my tit as I felt him shrink until he finally fell out of me.
He sits on the toilet and pulls me over and pushes me on my knees in front of his throne before pulling my head into his crotch “clean me” I start run my tongue all over his soft cock and balls, cleaning every crevice. He stood us up and sighed and pulled up his pants before taking a piece of toilet paper and cleaning around my hole “leave the rest, and that bit in your hand suck it up but don’t swallow it. Fix your self up and meet me back out on the floor.” as he was about to leave though he turned back around “oh and I nearly forgot this” and pulls something black out of his pocket it and wraps it around my neck, it’s a choker with a gem the same shade of green as my eyes dangling in tear drop formation in the front. After he fastens it he catches my eyes in the mirror, this isn’t a gift it’s a demand.
“A collar?…sir”
“Every pet needs one babe and besides you don’t need a collar to know I own that sexy body of yours do you?” he kisses me on the cheek and he leaves.
I feel very naked and very dirty, every second feels like his juice is running out and down my leg. I slurp my own cum and hold in my mouth as ordered and I finish getting dressed batting away dust before fixing my make up. Taking a breath I decide I can’t stall the embarrassment anymore I step out of the bathroom and bump into Sam,who catches me before I fall. I freeze, one of his hands is on my ass and the other has me secured against him with my back. My nipples are so hard, getting off in the bathroom did nothing to sate me obviously because I turn green at the thought I could go again, for you I definitely could go again and again and……
“Whoa I gotcha! Jasmine right?”
I nod and cover my mouth with my hand and say “Thanks Sam” I could have stayed and talked to him forever but my tongue dancing around in my own juice just reminds me how dirty am I. Besides am I straight or am I gay? Man or woman? I leave without saying good bye and head to the floor I had to get this out of my mouth. I find Tom sitting by a pool table with some guys and make my way over to him. He hands me a drink “spit it out in here, It’s yours anyway” the drink or the cum? I make like I’m going to take a drink without the straw and do as he says and then switch to the straw. It’s good but obviously alcoholic.
“They serve alcohol here? How did you get it you’re nineteen”
“I know the owner and soon you will too, by the way it’s a long island ice tea if you like it”
“Hi, I’m Roger, how about some pool lessons?” I had been looking at my watch it was 12 am and Tom has been nice enough to buy my drinks and ignore me for the past hour and half while I spent my time looking for Sam. “I’m not very good but I can teach you to lose like it’s no one’s business”
The fact that he’s funny gets me standing up but the fact that he catches me when I go to tumble over makes me reply “You sir have me sold!” he pulls me over to the pool table and hands me a cue stick
“This is a cue stick and the aim of the game is to get the balls int……” while he’s explain a game I’ve played most my life he moves around behind me getting closer with each word. Being a gentleman I assume, he lets me hit three balls into the nearest pockets before one hand slips in and fondles a tit. My first reaction is to see if Tom noticed, he did and he just smiles at me. His reaction to my reaction makes me realize hes right I don’t need a collar to know he owns me. When he starts playing with my nipple my breathes get shallow and he starts to kiss on my neck until he reaches my ear, but when his hand walks down the opening of my dress and into my panties to fondle my “clit, he said. Tom told me everything two weeks ago and I’ve been dying to have you since” some people watch as I’m fondled right at the table others try not to get to caught but a few like Tom make eye contact. Roger dips a finger in my hole and pulls out offering it to me, Tom nods and I clean his fingers in front of everyone. I return to finish my drink and go back to the bar to get a shot, while I wait for the pour I see Tom talking to a girl who I saw treating four guys to a grope session earlier, Roger, and to my dread Sam. I turn back to my shot pay the bartender and down my shot before going back.
“Oh oh here she is, April this is Jasmine, and Jasmine this is Sam, the owner of this fine establishment and April is one of my roommates the other being your friend Rog here.” April was short, blonde, blue eyed, and stared at me like the cat who got the canary, her School girl attire did nothing to make her look innocent or sweet. She knows about me and she’s loving it.
“Owner?” I say to Sam “You failed to mention this before I left for the night.”
“Well technically I’m not yet my uncle owns it but I run it under the table its mine when I turn 21, which is in two months”
“And uhh how do you know Tom?
“Tom has been coming here everyday since he arrived on campus I could keep this business afloat for quite some time on those kidney’s of his. How do you know Tom?”
“Old high school flame you might say Sam” Tom interjects “How do you two know each other
“Roommates” Sam and I say at the same time.
“Interesting”
“Well anyway the four of us were going to go back to our dorm to finish the party off for the night, coming Sammy?” April says throwing all her female charms at the boy but he turns to me.
“Are you going?” he asks I can tell he doesn’t seem to really want me to go, but Tom’s choker really feels like a noose at this time and I don’t want to get a punishment from him tonight.
“Yeah I think I am, are you?” I beg for him to say no, but I already know Tom’s plan by now, and it doesn’t involve a happy ending for me.
“Nah I can’t I’m probably going to hang here for a while then head back to the room, have your key?”
“Yeah, thanks have fun, sorry about bumping into you earlier”
“Yeah you too, and don’t worry about it, it happens to the best of us” and he nodded to the other and headed away.
After Sam left April walked over slipped one hand on to a tit and pulled me down to a lip lock that told me how turned on she was, and then whispered “this lips and my pussy are going to be Siamese twins” she took my hand and rubbed it under her dress, she was beyond wet “if you fuck up I’m going to tattoo Hitachi on to your tongue, But Tom’s mom says you’re good enough and she gave me a few tips that I hope I don’t have to use.”
“Ladies lets get this party rocking, follow me” as we followed tom out of the bar April would my dress flashing my ass to the world and if someone shouted spank it, she would oblige them, she got five in before we got outside and I didn’t bother trying to hide it, the punishment wouldn’t have been worth it. This was the start of Tom’s new parties. Tom left me with the two in an alley next to the bar while he went to get the car, which was a bad idea because not even a blink a later April hand me knuckles deep inside her and Roger was playing with my tits while steaming up my neck
“God I love your hair” “Yeah get your fucking dirty hands up in there” I don’t know if they were trying to humiliate me or were like this normally. But I knew more than I needed to know about them already, April was tight as hell, Roger was huge, and Tom took forever getting the car he’d already been gone a couple minutes. April pulled my hand out of her dripping snatch and spun around bring and hand under my dress and gripping my balls in a death grip
“put your fingers in your mouth” I did “good now clean them off good” I did, not quite sure what to think about the taste but it wasn’t bad “now finger fuck my ass, look at me” I gripped her tight little ass with one hand and eased a finger with the other, over and over until I got two in and she started rubbing my cock through the fabric with one hand and finger fucking me back with her other “god he has you so well trained, I can’t wait until Sam is part of this. Fucking a dumb bitch like you for shits and gigs is going to be great especially when you get to watch him fuck me because unlike you I’m not some freak of nature, some disgusting…..nasty, slut” and she pulled my finger out and fed it to me, staring me in the eyes with such intensity I actually felt like those things she said, and it hurt that I couldn’t ever possibly be good enough for her or him.
“Get down there and clean me up, you fucking stupid bitch” and she slapped the shit out of me, so hard I fell on all fours and crawled over to her. I could see juices running down her inner left thighs, starting just above her knee and I followed the trail all the way up to her folds where she let out a sigh. I did the same for the other trails until I just had to deal with the source, at which point she grabbed my me by the hard by the hair of my head until I thought I was going to go bald and and held me still while she thrust organ up and down my face, all I could do was hold on to her ass and legs to keep from falling one way or another. Her pubic hair starting to grow back in started scratching me here and there, her clit would catch on my nose or poke me in the eye. I felt my panties being pulled down, and I wanted it so bad “Not yet Rog. Wait until Tom gets here” her shallow breathes making her pitch rise and fall. She then shoved me into you her pussy “Eat me, damn it. I’m so fucking close.” God where is Tom.
“He’s been sitting over there waiting, so either you finish up or I’m starting myself” Thank god.
“Fine I’ll finish in the van damn it, oh god bitch you’re going to pay” she piratically dragged me two feet before she stopped “come on up on your feet you stupid cunt god no wonder you’re a fucking tool” once we got to the mini van a door slid open revealing no middle seats and blanket “heels, panties off now” I do as I’m told and my Heels are just thrown into the van and April takes my panties. “Get in and lets go, you’re on the floor of course” April, Roger, and I all get in the back me on the blanket April and Roger sitting in actual seats. “Stay where you are, Roger do your thing while I explain how this is going to happen.” Roger came behind me and in seconds my hands were handcuffed behind my back “You’re going to be so used up tonight I hope you don’t have classes tomorrow. Your clothes you’re going to have to earn back; Your panties” she then spread her legs and started started to shove them in them in her hole “you have to get me off twice in this ride before we end the night and the dress you have to get Roger to cum in your ass three times, understand?” “Good girl” I feel Roger tie something around my throat and and then pull it as far back as he could and tied it again around my cock and balls “there that should keep your head up and on the prize, now get to eating” The van takes off and I fall forward right into her cream patch running my tongue all over her sacred valley getting a lot of “yeah”s and “RIGHT THERE YOU STUPID CUNT” s while Roger does something behind me and messes with my legs, and then I feel his cock head at my entrance and he slides in. He goes so deep I can’t imagine what its going to look like
I begin to go between eating her ass out to eating her pussy out while still trusting back at Roger, wanting to touch myself so bad but my hands being locked was driving me nuts. I new they were both playing chicken and I didn’t really know when they were calling it a night. I moved my mouth up to April’s clit and applied pressure to it between a my teeth and my tongue, she came in seconds screaming at the top of her lunges pulling my head as deep into her body as she could, and following suite Roger slammed into me one last time holding it. My neck felt like it was going to break right before April literally threw me away and Roger picked me up to feed me his monster of a cock, before I could even guess “ a little under a foot baby, don’t worry we’ll get it in somehow, we always do”
After he started doing the depth test on my throat I felt April shove something in my ass, having my suspicions confirmed in the reflection of the window, She was fucking me with a strap-on and a big one by the feel of it. She would time her thrust with Roger’s, sending his dick as far back into my throat as possible. They kept playing human ping pong with me until her breathing got so ragged she shouted “Turn the bitch around” her strap on gone but she was flooding again, I began to eat her out in earnest and once Roger was balls deep again I started bouncing back at him, hoping to put and end to this night. It seemed like time stopped until she screamed “OH FUCK YEAAAH” and she started humping my face until she died down, and removed my soaking wet panties and dropped them to the floor. She untied the string around my neck and balls while Roger was fucking me and started to make with me one hand deep in my hair the other on my tit until it slid down my body to my cock. “Your clit is so hard baby and you’re just leaking, do you want to come?” I nodded “okay honey but this is the last time you’re going to be able to without a special occasion” and she started playing with my tits and cock to get me off while Roger used my arms as leverage to slam into me. On one thrust he leaned into me and whispered “God you moan like such a little whore, you know that?” and after that he began beating my ass until it was too much, I came. Roger slammed into me one last time while April caught my jizz all in her hand “come on baby, eat it” she said cradling me and feeding me. Roger slid out of me with a wet sound and then undid the handcuffs, before he had me clean him. While I was cleaning April again she gave me the bad news.
“It’s three a.m., and you failed to get Roger off three times” I continued licking her while she petted my hair “but you behaved so well and you tried so hard, I mean its not your fault you’re just a stupid fucked up bitch….is it?” I didn’t know to respond so she yanked my head up and slapped the shit out of me before grabbing my nipple and twisting “I said it?”
The pain hurt so much I started crying and shaking my head no frantically “No miss no”
“No you can’t” she said releasing me and putting my head back in her crotch “so I think we will let you have your dress but you can’t wear it to your door, and I think we’ll see you for lunch tomorrow”
“Thank you miss” and then I felt a cock begin to slid into me and knew it wasn’t Roger it had to be Tom, he wasn’t as long but much thicker, he was just going easy a smooth, easy, even gentle pace. He continued to fuck me even when we were right outside the bar again, with it being totally deserted the entire street dark and quite. The only sounds to be heard were my panting and the slurping on April’s pussy and Tom’s thrusts until he came.
“Okay” he said sound almost dissatisfied “now get your heels on, your panties, and carry the dress and then get the fuck out.”
All of a sudden I’m standing on a street, a block or so from home in nothing but panties with a van following me home. My legs were so unstable and weak, I shook so bad it took a few solid steps to convince myself I wasn’t just going to fall flat on my face. My tits jiggled a bit, my nipples got rock hard from the temperature, but nothing effected me more than the smell. I could smell them all over me and even tell each one from another and I could fell the cum running down my leg. I could feel April’s juice slowly drying on my face, she just might be worse than Tom’s mom The walk felt like an eternity but soon enough I was inside my room, alone. I sneaked to the shower to clean up and try to wash it all away, especially the parts I somewhat enjoyed God, What am I?
Once I had scrubbed as hard as I could and I had dried off I began wondering how I should sleep, up until now I just slept naked because I would normally be used at least two times before I actually made it to school. I went through my suitcases to find something to sleep in only to find that my entire range of shorts to sleep in were stamped with “slut” “Daddy’s girl” and things of like or I could sleep in see through negligees with matching panties or camis, deciding on a green negligee I crawled into bed completely worn out and sore, but I could still smell April’s pussy from my hamper.

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Mom’s Bathroom Boy (part 3)

A mother begins to actualize a dirty fantasy by testing her son’s boundries and desires. Displaying her pussy and asshole in teasing glimpses to lure her son into eventual submission

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The Egyptian Mummy

(Please Comment) Emily Wong finds a tomb with riches and a pricless artifact, thing is it comes with a mummy. Usualy a dead mummy would be wonderful news, but this mummy was cursed forever to be alone and not actualy dead.

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You made your, now sleep in it. Part II

The stranger was still fucking Kaitlyn’s pussy with the candle while Alan snapped a few last pictures.
“We have a whole night in store for you, you little horny slut, and it’s not even 11. I can’t wait to leave these pictures in random places all over the town…the bus, maybe the mall…” Alan taunted as he placed the pictures in his jacket and laid the camera down.”
The stranger laughed as he started turning the candle stick in a circular motion, “Oh, she’ll love that…she’s such a little attention whore.” He withdrew the candle stick and Kaitlyn saw it was thickly covered in her cum. He rose it to her mouth, “Suck it off, slut”.
Kaitlyn paused for not even a second and he roughly slapped one of her nipples with the cum covered candle. “Fucking now, you fucking toy.”
She immediately opened her mouth and sucked and licked her salty cream off the candle stick while she felt both her nipples hardening.
“Now I’m going to stick it up your ass.”
“No, please! I’ve never done anal or anything even close…please don’t!” Kaitlyn pleaded, wild with fear.
“Shut up, whore. We came all the over to your stupid little apartment so you could have the pleasure of us playing with your dirty slut self…the least you owe us is all of your holes.”
With that he pressed it up against her tight asshole and then twisted it in. Kaitlyn could feel herself contracting and spasming in strange ways. She cried out in pain and the stranger swiftly answered by slapping her pussy hard. He then grabbed another candle stick and shoved it into her pussy. Before she really realized what was happening he grabbed a lighter out of pocket and lit both candles. Kaitlyn started sobbing and was for a moment grateful that her legs were tied so far apart.
Alan, who had just been watching for awhile, drew close to side of the table and placed a clothespin on one of her nipples. The pain was much more sharp and constant than Kaitlyn expected from the small clothespin, and she began to whimper. He got another from his pocket and placed it on her other nipple.
“Alright…I got one more clothespin…hmm, where should I put it?” Kaitlyn just continued to whimper and tried not to look at either of them.
“Of course I know where you want it, Kaitlyn…well, at least I think so. You’re going to have to tell me Kaitlyn.” Alan grabbed her face and forced her to look him in the eye, ” Come on, whore, beg me to clamp it on your little clit.” He shook her face with his hand.
“Please…put it on my clit…”Kaitlyn whimpered in barely a whisper.
“hm…not very convincing…” He said he began twisting one of the clothespins on her nipples.
“PLEASE, please, oh please, put the clothespin on my clit.I need it.” The pain was so sharp that she really did want it on her clit.
“Come on, show me how you want it. Don’t be shy.” He started twisting the pin more vehemently.
Kaitlyn started loudly pleading, “Please pinch my clit!” And started bucking her hips and raising her candle filled pussy and ass in the air. She could feel and hear little wax droplets falling and hitting and table and felt the slight heat from the candles.
The stranger tore open her pussy lips and Alan clamped the clothespin right on her somewhat engorged clit. It was somewhat uncomfortable at first, but she mostly just felt a strange pressure…not like the stinging at her nipples.
Alan once again grabbed the camera and started taking up close pictures of in between her legs and then a couple entire body shots of her laying spread eagle.
“Alright, let’s take a break while this horny little bitch enjoys herself.” Alan said to the stranger. They both started searching her cabinets and refridgerator. After helping themselves to a couple beers, they walked into the living area to watch some TV. Since the apartment was very open, she could clearly see them and vice versa since they were practically in one room.
Kaitlyn laid on the table nervously panting, trying to ignore the pain on her nipples, and tried to raide her head enough to see how low the candles were burning down. After awhile she felt a droplet of hot wax leak down the candle and onto pussy…and then another, and then another onto her asshole. She started gasping and heard the two men snicker. Despite the small stings that were starting to get more steady her clit was becoming larger and the clothespin was standing straight up. Her breasts felt really hot and heavy, the nipples sore and very hard.
Finally the heat from the wax became over bearing and Kaitlyn started moaning and whimpering. At this point, both men got up with their beers walked over to her. They each pulled out one of the candles and held on over her pussy, and one over her tits. “ow…please, don’t…please..ow..stop, please.” Kaitlyn sobbed.
“Shut up, bitch” Alan said, but they both threw their candles in the sink. Kaitlyn could feel the wax cool and then hardening… forming a scattered crust over her pussy, asshole, stomach and tits.
Alan suddenly and brutally slapped one of the clothespins over her nipples and she let out a tiny scream. Her nipple was throbbing with pain and he just smiled down at her.
“Now, you hit the other clothespin off…go on.”
Knowing not to stall, Kaitlyn brought her hand to the clothespin and half-heartedly slapped it. Instead of flying off and onto the floor it just pulled and hurt even more.
“You’ll have to try a little harder than that, you stupid slut.”
She brought her hand up once more and forcefully smacked the clothespin downward…the pin flew to the floor and Kaitlyn shrieked at the pain. Both strangers laughed as they gazed at her red, hard, and extremely erect nipples. Kaitlyn had never seen her nipples look so big and hard.
“This bitch needs to loosen up and have more fun.” The stranger said as Alan smiled knowingly.
The stranger grabbed his beer bottle and began twisting it up Kaitlyn’s asshole. She immediately stiffened but knew know that saying anything would only maker things worse. He tilted the bottle upwards and Kaitlyn could feel the cold liquid entering her asshole. When the bottled emptied the stranger ordered her to tighten her asshole up so that none of the liquid could escape and with some difficulty Kaitlyn obeyed. Alan then undid her leg bindings and ordered her to sit up, get on her forearms and knees, and stick her ass in the air. She did this hurriedly hoping not to draw punishment while clamping her ass tight. Alan poured some of his beer onto the table and demanded that she start licking it up.
As Kaitlyn started lapping beer of the table, the stranger opened a new beer and again stuck the neck into her asshole and held it upright. So much more liquid, and colder too, filled her asshole and her stomach started to feel odd. When the bottle emptied he once again ordered that she keep her asshole shut tight and ripped the bottle out. She had nearly lapped up all the beer and they told her to remain with her ass up in the air and that she better not let a drop of beer spill out from her ass.
Alan finally reached under her and removed the last clothespin from her now incredibly swollen clit. He gently prodded it with his finger and she found it was more sensitive then ever. Then he suddenly smacked it hard with the palm of his hand and in surprise she almost released the beer, but caught herself quickly.
“Good, girl.”Alan said as he continued to rub her clit and damp slit.
He then reached into the bag that had contained the polaroid and brought out a small vibrator. He clicked it on and held it to her clit. Kaitlyn gasped and without wanting to, started rubbing up against the vibrator and moaning.
“God, what a whore. She fucking can’t get enough…” The stranger said as her started flicking her still sore nipples.
“You better not cum though, bitch, or you’ll be punished for real.”
At hearing this, Kaitlyn made an effort to stop rubbing up against the vibrator but it just felt to good. And once he pressed hard down her clit with the toy she felt herself begin to orgasm…she moaned, half with pleasure and half in dismay.
Unwilling during the orgasm, as her whole body shuddered, she felt the stream of beer start gushing out of her. She felt it squirt onto to the table and floor and also dripping down her legs. The release felt so good and she also noticed she felt warmer and less alert…the alcohol was entering her bloodstream and she was becoming drunk.
“Oh, you really did it now, you greedy little slut.”
To be continued….

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Mother shows son the way

I grew up in a very small town and was sheltered from pretty much the whole outside world. Every morning I would wake up, my mother would put me through about 5 hours of home schooling and then leave me to my studies while she did the typical house chores. I never knew my father because my mother ran away and never told him that she was pregnant. This left her and I alone in my mothers inherited ranch. With no money worries and my mother, being a very well educated women, she felt that she could stay home and school me better than any public or private school could.
Let me tell you about my mother and I. My name is Shawn and I’m 18 and weigh about 150 at 5’ 9”. Being home all the time with pretty much no outside life I have a lot of spare time to work out, swim and go for runs around the ranch so I’m in pretty good shape. My mother also not one to venture too far away from the home front also spends her fair share of time working out keeping her 39 year old body very well toned. She is 5’ 5” and weighs about 110 soaking wet. Her petite frame is accentuated by her 34C breasts that look fantastic in just about everything that she wears.
It all started after a long hot day of studying outside poolside. My mother always liked to change scenery often to try to keep me from getting complacent and to keep me focused. Unfortunately as I got older these pool sessions were more of a distraction that she even knew. Every time we would have these relaxed sessions, my mother would always wear a bathing suit to “class” to work on her tan while making sure that I was getting a good education. On this particular day it was about 95 degrees and just as we were wrapping up our study time my mother announced that she was going to cool off before she started the afternoon chores. I decided that this would also be a good time for me to do the same.
As I watched my mothers toned, slender body walk to the 3 foot diving board I felt the stir in my loins that I new could only be trouble. I watched my mother dive in the water. Upon resurfacing my eyes almost popped out of my head as I saw both of her red nipples pop out of the water. Apparently she had lost her top somewhere underwater and didn’t notice. As I was staring I had an immediate, full fledged hard on that put me in a very awkward predicament. My mother was just staring at me waiting for me to get into the water next. Confused she asked me what I was doing then she looked down realizing that her breasts were showing and covered up by diving under the water looking for her top. This was my chance to save the embarrassment of having my mom notice the tent in my shorts I jumped out of my chair and dove into the water before she came back up.
Once in the water feeling a little relieved my mother came back up and was very embarrassed. She had no idea where her top was and asked me to help her find it. I swam over to the area where she dove in and took a look around. I noticed that the top had found its way to the filter on the bottom of the pool so I dove down and retrieved it for her. I swam over to my mother and went to hand the top to her and in doing so brushed my hand against her hard nipple. My mother let out a soft moan. She grabbed her top and started to swim away. My eyes stayed glued to her as she got out, and went into the house. Not believing what actually just happened I had to swim around a little while until my hard-on went away. When I got out I collected my things and headed straight to my room.
The rest of the night was pretty uneventful until it came around time to go to bed. I was in my bed under the covers naked (how I sleep), reading a book. My mother knocked on my door softly and came into my room wearing a long t-shirt that went about half way down her thighs. Upon entering my mother said that she needed to talk to me. She came in sat on my bed where I was already under the covers. She said that she wanted to talk about the earlier incident.
She said that this would be a good time to teach me about sex. She said that I was getting to the age where my hormones were running high and that I would be getting erections and thinking about girls more often (boy she wasn’t kidding, I was hard as a rock as soon as she said the word “sex”). She then said that she had been noticing me watching her walking around in her bathing suit and that it was time to explain why I was having the feelings that I was having.
She asked me if I was ok and all I could do is nod. She then said that she knew that I may not stay around forever so she wouldn’t feel right sending me out in the dangerous world without knowing about sex. My mother then did something that I never expected her to do in my life. She stood up and took her shirt completely off. There she was, my beautiful mother, stark naked standing right in front of me. She then grabbed onto the blanket that was covering my erection and pulled it back. Noticing that I was already naked a big smile came to her face as she noticed my state of excitement. She explained that when a man and a woman love each other that they express their feelings by having sex. This is when a man puts his penis into a woman’s vagina repeatedly until both have had satisfaction. Now don’t get me wrong, I have jerked off a few times in my day so I know what it’s like to have the “satisfaction” that she was talking about but never with a woman.
My mother then crawled into bed and explained that the best way for a man and woman to please each other was to take their time and make sure that they are both enjoying every moment of their experiences. With this she planted a kiss on my lips. At first I didn’t know how to react and then I felt my mother slip her tongue into my mouth and I let all my thoughts go to the wind and just melted into my mothers touch. She then told me to explore her body with my hands and to make sure that I cover every inch of her while kissing her entire body. I proceeded to suck on her nipples while finding my way down to her shaved pussy with my hands.
My mother started to moan softly which encouraged me to continue to what I was doing. As I was kissing my way down her well toned tummy she stopped me just before I got to her inviting little pussy saying that she has wanted this for so long and didn’t know how to tell me. I continued to kiss my way down until I finally reached her slit with my tongue. I started in immediately lapping up her juices which were flowing very freely. I couldn’t get enough of it, my mother explained how to lick, suck, finger her very tight pussy. She told me about the clitoris which I spent a lot of time concentrating on until she had a mind blowing orgasm.
After my moms legs quit shaking she told me to lay on my back. I did so and she straddled me and lined my fully erect penis up with the tunnel from where I had come from 17 years prior. In one quick motion I was buried to my balls in my moms wanting pussy. She started bucking very hard saying that she was very impressed with my 7 inch penis that was now filling her more than she had been filled with years. After only a few pumps I felt my balls start to tighten up. “Mom I’m going to CUM!” She jumped off my cock and dropped straight to her knees and engulfed my penis into her mouth while I shot load after load down her throat. Exhausted she climbed up next to me and told me how great that felt and that there will be many more lessons to come.
I have a feeling that this will be one lesson that I won’t mind learning any day of the week.
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My Tormentor – part 2

I grimace as he continues to twist and pull my nipples forcefully. They’re red and swollen and are starting to hurt. For a split second, I consider asking him to stop – but I have a feeling that he wouldn’t appreciate my interference. Without warning, he seems to lose interest in my nipples and walks away from the bed. He leaves the room without looking at me. I realize that I’ve been panting and try to catch my breath – wondering what else he has in store for me. Minutes pass and I begin to feel the wine working on me. I try to stay alert, briefly considering that my dozing off might anger him before my eyes involuntarily close.
I awaken to a loud clapping noise and a sudden burst of pain. I open my eyes, feeling groggy and disoriented. My eyes scan the unfamiliar surroundings and come to rest on a man at least 20 years my senior, dressed in chinos and a light blue, crisp shirt. He’s holding a fly swatter in his hand – which he apparently used to slap my thigh. I’m indignant and am about to yell at him when I remember what I’m doing there – and realize that I’m still tied up. He asks me if he told me that I was allowed to sleep. I fail to respond fast enough and he slaps me again. This time, the blow is hard and really stings – I feel myself flinching. I stutter a meek response, to which he replies with another question. “Did you forget what I told you?” he asks, anger flashing in his eerily dark eyes. I shake my head vigorously, apologizing for my disobedience. He seems pacified for a moment and then tells me that I will have to be punished. Immediately I feel myself getting aroused again almost as soon as the word leaves his mouth: punishment. My clit is starting to pulsate and I know that I’m getting wet already.
He bends down and I see him reaching into what looks like a gym bag and pulls out a large rubber dildo. He asks me if I can think of what he should do with that to punish me. I’m not sure what he wants me to say so I shake my head, slowly, almost afraid to open my mouth. “I’m going to use it to penetrate your anus. Hard. And without lube.” he says calmly. My eyes widen as I try to grasp the impending pain that is about to descend on me. After assessing my understanding of the situation, he continues:”I will force this dildo into your tight, pink puckered hole, pushing it in with all my strength. I don’t care if it hurts. I don’t care if you don’t like it. You will thank me and beg me to continue until I am satisfied.” I nod, slowly, shocked by what he’s just outlined as my punishment.
He unties my ankles and positions a thick pillow under my butt, raising it off the bed. Then he takes two different, much longer pieces of rope. He ties one on each of my ankles, then attaches it to the posts at the head of the bed in a way that forces my legs widely apart to the point of hurting. I am no more exposed than before, vulnerable. He has a clear, unobstructed view of his goal – and unlimited access. He stands at the foot of the bed and looks are me, a thin dark smile crossing his lips. He tells me that he’s going to have a lot of fun punishing me. He moves closer, the huge toy precariously held in his hand, and moves it between my legs. I feel the rubber tip being nudged between my butt cheeks and instinctively start to squirm. Suddenly, I’m scared and worried about just how far he’s going to go – and just how much pain he’s going to inflict. He puts both hands on the dildo and, without warning, leans hard against it, shoving a couple of inches into my ass within seconds. I scream out in pain as he violently stretches my anus.
My eyes fill with tears and I see him smile appreciatively. He continues to lean against the dildo with his whole weight in an attempt to cram it in, inch by inch. I start crying, begging him to stop. He looks up at me, angry, and yells at me. He calls me a stupid bitch and asks me if I forgot again what he just told me. Afraid he might do worse, I beg him to forgive me and promise to do as he asks. He nods as if to say, you’d better, and continues assaulting my anus, stretching it painfully. As if in trance, I start thanking him for sodomizing me and begging him to continue. And he does. Once the dildo hits resistance, he pulls it out half way and shoves it back it. I scream again, tears now streaming down my face and he continues to violate me. Again, I thank him for abusing me and plead him not to stop. He smiles broadly, pulls out the dildo and shoves his cock into my sore, bruised anus. He starts ramming his cock in roughly, hard, slamming it in and out of me as though his sole intention is to hurt me. “Beg me to fuck your asshole, slut!” he screams at me, and I comply. He continues until I feel his hot sticky cum oozing out of his cock and into my anus. He moans loudly as he fills me up, telling me that I should be happy to receive his seed.
He pulls out and gets off the bed, grinning as he looks into my tear-streaked face. He walks over to me and slaps my face, hard, telling me that he’ll do much worse if I ever disobey him again. He unties my ankles and wrists and tells me to come with him. I do as he says, shaking and hurting, I wobble behind him. He leads me to a luxurious bathroom where a large, filled tub waits for me. Sitting on what looks like an antique chair are a stack of fluffy white pillows and a bathrobe. I feel a wave of relief wash over me and slowly walk towards the tub. His voice startles me. “Not so fast!” he says as I’m about to step into the tub and roughly bends me over the rim. Before I can say or do anything, I feel his large, thick cock head burrying into the folds of my pussy. He laughs and tells me that I’m soaked already. I feel a sense of shame now that he knows how much everything he did to me turned me on. I moan uncontrollably as he sticks his cock into my pussy, thrusting hard and deep into me and calling me his whore. I don’t even question the fact that he’s not wearing a condom – it seems understood that he wants to cum in me and make a feel like a cheap slut. He fucks me harder and harder, his balls slapping my ass until I feel him filling me up again, his milky white juice squirting deep into my pussy. When he pulls out he tells me to turn around and finger myself. Two fingers, he says, and I stick them into my pussy without waiting. He watches for a second or two and tells me to taste them. I bring my cum covered fingers to my mouth and taste him, slowly, licking it all off.
He smiles and tells me to get in the tub. I step in carefully, my holes hurting and sore from his painful penetrations. He gets in with me and starts kissing me, soft, gentle kisses. I’m surprised and apprehensive, wondering what his intentions are. He massages my aching nipples, slowly, carefully, and tells me that I did good. I begin to relax a little and close my eyes. I can almost pretend my anus doesn’t feel like someone just ripped it in half. I could leave, but I know I won’t – and he knows it too. He knows that he owns me, not just because he can but because I will let him. He whispers in my ear that he wants to watch me get fucked by a group of black men, 15, 20, maybe more. He tells me that he wants to watch them take turns penetrating my pussy and asshole, over and over, each of them filling my holes with cum. I’m frightened and excited at the same time, but I just nod and tell him that I will do whatever he wants. He smiles at me and says: “I know.”
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A Craigslist Fantasy Becomes Reality

A girl meets her Master for the first time! Warning this story is hardcore and involves puking if that is not your thing please move on if you like it please hit like, I REALLY appreciate it! Happy reading!

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The Business – Chapter Four

A story of several young men and women, all across the globe, being kidnapped and forced into sexual slavery by the infamous Master Petrovsky. In this chapter: Jack attempts to break Viper, and finds that she is indeed as much trouble as Nesbit claimed. The slaves learn a new man will join the house, as a master? Basil shares a few moments alone with Master Petrovsky, and Pink meets a new client who seems to have alterior motives for meeting her.