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Fact or Fiction PT. 2

When I opened my eyes again, I was not in the bathroom. I could hear music playing and it sounded like it was coming from the floor beneath me. I was laying on a sofa, in an office… NAKED.
The feel of the black leather under my ass was soft and a little wet. I then realized that Keith had his face buried in my crotch. His tongue was lapping at my clit softly and slowly. The bouncer… I found out later that his name was Dante… he was sucking on my left nipple and stroking his beautiful dick.
The feeling of waking up to all this made me want to cum instantly. The excitement came over me so fast, they didn’t know I was awake until I started grinding my pussy into Keith’s face and grabbing for Dante’s dick. I wanted his cock in my mouth so that I could cum. Dante stands and puts his dick into my eager mouth. I sucked his entire 8 inches into the back of my throat just as I climaxed all over Keith’s face.
I tried to scream but of course, my mouth was full. Dante straddled my chest and held me by the sides of my face. He started fucking my face slowly at first and steadily gained momentum. He was caressing my face and telling me what a whore I looked like with his dick sliding in and out of my mouth. Oddly enough that just made my pussy even wetter. Tears were streaming into my ears from gagging on that beautiful cock in my mouth.
When he took his dick out of my mouth and started rubbing it over my face, I had a mini orgasm. He started stroking his dick and told me lick his balls. Just as my tongue touched Dante’s ball sac, Keith stuck two fingers into my pussy. That shit felt so good. I licked Dante’s balls, taking each sac into my mouth individually and collectively. He was still calling me a slut and a whore, asking if I wanted to get fucked by strange men since I was in the men’s room.
Did I? Was I the whore he was calling me? It didn’t bother me at that moment. It just made me want his dick back in my mouth, fucking my face. When I asked him to fuck my face again, he groaned loudly and told me to open my mouth wide. When I did, he fucked my open mouth so hard I almost hurled after the fifth or sixth thrust. I was able to supress it by closing my mouth around him, swirling my tongue around his dick head to make him slow down.
The whole time, Keith has his fingers in my pussy making me hot as hell. He lifts my legs and Dante reaches behind to grab them while still straddling my chest. Still getting my mouth fucked, I can feel Keith rubbing the head of his dick on my clit and between my very wet pussy lips. Steadying himself on the back of the sofa, he leans to one side and slams into my pussy. He tried to get all 9 inches into me in the first shot. It didn’t happen.
He tried again and I thought I would die but the dick in my mouth was a pleasant distraction from the havoc Keith was creating in my pussy. It was pain and pleasure at the same time. Having two dicks in two holes… I guess I was a whore and a slut.
In my head I just kept begging them, “Fuck this slut!! Fuck this whore!!” I didn’t want them to stop. I was no longer drunk so I couldn’t blame it on the alcohol. I was loving every minute of it. Keith drilling his 9 inches into my pussy and Dante fucking my mouth with his 8 inches was making me feel like an animal.
I wanted to be on all fours and tried to get Dante’s dick out of my mouth for a few seconds but he must have liked the feel of my wet mouth too much because he let go of one of my legs to grab the back of my neck & started fucking my face even harder. I placed my hands on his stomach to get his attention… That worked.
I got on all fours facing the sofa and pressed my face against the floor with my ass in the air. I shook my ass as an open invitation to the first taker.
Dante was the first taker. He knelt behind me and slapped my right ass cheek hard enough to leave prints. I flinched from surprise but since I like to be spanked, I shook my ass again hoping it would inspire him to do it again. He obliged by smacking my left ass cheek, but not as hard as the first time.
Keith sat on the sofa in front of me and started stroking his beautiful dick. I raised my face off the floor to eye level with his balls. I was wondering how I was going to fit this ‘baby arm’ in my mouth. I figured it would be fun to try even if I couldn’t get it all in.
While Dante is smacking my ass and watching it jiggle, I started licking my way up Keith’s dick. Starting from his balls and up the middle, leaving a nice wet trail, making sure he could feel my tounge ring. Purposely avoiding the head, i started down the left side, stopping at his balls to lick them gently. Up the right side to find pre-cum waiting for me. It tasted a little salty but not too bad.
As I am swirling my tongue around the head of his dick, I can feel Dante spreading my ass cheeks as he strarts to lick me, very slowly, from my clit to my asshole. OMG!!! THAT SHIT FELT SO GOOD!!! I pushed my ass back into his face in hopes he would do it again. He didn’t disappoint me. WOW!!! This time it made me open my mouth as wide as possible in an attempt to get most, if not all, of the dick before me into my mouth.
I went down as far as I could but that still left at least 2 inches unexplored. I had my work cut out for me. The tongue between my legs was driving me crazy. It didn’t help when he started tongue fucking my ass. This is when I found out that the hornier I get the more greedy I get. I was able to get another inch in… but I couln’t breathe. His dick was in my throat and I could not have been happier. Apparently, Keith was pleased with my performance. He was making all kinds of noises and cussing up a storm.
When I let go, there were tears streaming down my face, I had a mouth full of spit and I was gasping for air. My greedy ass just couldn’t wait to have my mouth fucked again. Keith sat forward on the couch with his legs on either side of me, placed one hand under my chin to feel my throat when it opens for his dick and the other in my hair to keep it out of the way. As he fucks my face at his leisure, I use both hands to spread my ass cheeks further for Dante. I thought he would continue tongue fucking me but I felt the head of his dick at my vagina.
The thought of having two dicks in me again was almost too much to a bare. Dante lets go of his dick and grabs me by my fore-arms, pressing my wrists together. When he slides into my sopping wet pussy, I moan around Keith’s dick.
“Damn!! Your pussy is wet as hell!!”
“I was thinking the same thing when I was fucking her earlier” Keith answers. “Make a nigga want to live in that shit!”
Now they are both pistoning into me from both ends. They keep up a steady pace for a good ten minutes and my arms are starting to hurt. Thankfully, Dante lets go of them and I am able to support my weight on my hands.
Keith lets go of my hair and I turn my head to the side to try for that last inch. He pushed forward and holds his dick in my throat for about thirty seconds, cussing, enjoying the contractions of my throat. He takes his dick out of my mouth long enough for me to draw breath and does it again. This time Dante, with his dick in my pussy, sticks his index and middle fingers in my ass. I felt crossed eyed for a few and came so hard, I was shaking and crying.
I collapsed on the floor and curled into a fetal position. The guys came all over me. I remember thinking what a mess this was going to be. I feel hands on my legs as one of them kisses my pussy very gently.
When I eventually stopped shaking, they helped me get dressed and put me in a private car back to my hotel with a number to call when I got in. The room was empty when I got there and I was thankful. The first thing I did was take a long hot shower. After about 30 minutes I emerged from the bathroom smelling fresh and clean. I reached into my purse for my cell phone and the number. What I found first was 5 $100 bills. “Did I rob someone and not remember?” I put it on the bed thinking I would figure it out in the morning.
Keith answered the phone. “I see you made it to your hotel safely. Did you find your gift?”
Dumbfounded…”Huh? What gift? OH!! The money!! Damnit… I thought I robbed someone. Yes I found it but why?”
“For being a good sport and being able to hang for as long as you did. You really know how to make a nigga work for a nut!”
“I’m glad you both had fun. I know I did. Thanks.”
“No problem, baby. Come back anytime. Don’t know how long you’re here for but we’re open every night. Hope we can see you again. Good night.”

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Helena’s Nightmare

This story was written for a challenge on the XNXX forum, the challenge was to write a story using a famous painting, The Nightmare by Henri Fuseli. This was my entry.

OverSensitive

Yes, I know it’s far fetched, even impossible, if you want to be technical then I don’t recommend this story for you. I hope you enjoy it anyway.

WHITE pt VI

White
pt.VI
It was a short walk from the pavilion. The music and DJ could still be heard clearly as they arrived at the chalet. Chase pulled two mini tequila’s from the fridge and opened the door to the deck. “So, why did you have to come back to the room? You forget somethin?” He opened the two miniature bottles and plopped down on the couch.
“Not exactly..”
“Here you go.” Chase said, holding up one of the bottles.
Nikki walked over to him, taking it. “Just had to take care of something..You know, girl stuff.” She replied, taking a drink.
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve had something show up lately that.., was unexpected is all.”
A worried look came over Chase’s face. “Are you okay?”
“No, no no there’s nothing wrong with me, honey. Just strange..”
What is it?
Nikki took an empty cup from the table. “..Just girl stuff.” She bent over, kissing him on the forehead. “I’ll be out in a few minutes.”
Chase felt something warm drip onto his arm. “What’s this?”
“What’s what?” She said, standing up.
Chase pointed to a drop of liquid running down her stomach. “That.”
“Shit.” Nikki cursed, wiping it away. “..Well that’s kinda what I was talking about..
He looked up at her confused.
“Chase.. Honey, it’s breast milk.”
He looked at her raising his eyebrows. “I don’t get it..Is that possible without ever having a baby?
“Well of course it is, silly. Besides, I had you didn’t I? It’s not like it’s the first time I’ve produced milk..”
“Is it normal?”
“Well, it’s not normal but it’s not unheard of either. My hormones are just overwhelmed since you’ve come home, and I’ve started making milk again.. In any case, there you have it. That’s why I had to come back to the room for a minute..”
Chase sat there dumbfounded. “Is it wrong that I’m wicked turned on right now?”
“..No…I suppose you probably should be in a way…I guess. ..But, as you can see, I’m overflowing so just gimme a minute and I’ll be out in a snap..” She turned for the bathroom.
Chase drunkenly raised his hand. “I’ll help you with that..”
She laughed a little still heading for the bathroom. “Yeah, hot stuff, I bet you would..”
“No really.. Can I help?”
Nikki slowed to a stop and turned around. She looked at him shaking her head. “Chase, I don’t….
“You don’t what?”
“You’re really serious aren’t you..
“Yes mom, I am.”
She put her hands on her hips and stared him down. “You’re seriously asking me to breastfeed you..”
“You said it was because of me anyway..”
“But, I’m your mother and..”
“And?” Chase interrupted.
Nikki bit her lower lip and stared at him. The music coming from the pavilion stopped and the DJ once again took to the mic. “This next one’s a show stopper. It’s from Nikki to her young baby husband Chase. Pop those tops ladies…and don’t forget the ‘Buttons’. It’s The Pussy Cat Dolls!”
The music began and Chase started grinning, raising his eyebrows. “I can help with those too..”
Nikki started laughing. “Awwwe…” She walked over to the dimmer switch by the door and dimmed the lights. “This just HAS to be the tequila talking but..Okay, baby boy.. you want it, you got it.” Her heels slowly clicked over the wood floor as she walked to the coffee table across from him. Putting the cup back on the table, she walked around it until she was standing between his legs. She reached between her breasts and untied the black cover-up. She looked down at his shorts. “Can you keep that under control?..”
Chase simply stared up at her in awe. “Hmm?”
She let go of the cover-up and it slipped from her shoulders, falling off to the floor. There she stood in the white bikini top. It was completely soaked through and fully transparent. Chase couldn’t believe his eyes. His mother’s breasts were perfect. The perfect size. The perfect up-turned shape with perfectly proportioned nipples.
“Is this what you imagined they’d look like?” Nikki said softly.
“..They’re even better..” Chase muttered.
She put her hands on his shoulders and sat down on him. As she straddled him, the zippers on her skirt unzipped all the way to the top. One side unhooked completely and the skirt slackened. Her left hip was completely exposed and her skirt was now lying in front of her between the two of them. Chase licked her nipple through the fabric of the bra giving her goosebumps.
“Hold on, honey.” She reached up behind her neck and pulled the string, untying the top. Uncovering her right breast, she supported it in her hand. She held the back of his head with the other. “..Gently baby..” She whispered, guiding her nipple into his mouth. Chase wrapped his lips around her entire aureola. “..You can suck, baby. ..There you go…That’s my good boy..” She closed her eyes and ran her fingers through his hair. The feeling was incredible. To feel him suckle again was exactly what she was needing. She could already feel Chase stiffening beneath her. “Down boy..” She whispered. Chase continued to suck on her. “I suppose my boy can’t help it can you…Poor thing..”
It was then that the button on his shorts gave way with a snap. His cock flew upwards, the head hitting her pussy directly and coming to a rest between her lips. She flinched a little but allowed him to stay pressed against her.
Chase could feel her warmth. She was extremely wet and he was loosing control.
Nikki moved forward a little in order for him to switch to her other breast. Bad move. She had inadvertently stood him up beneath her, accidentally positioning him perfectly. His hands moved to her hips and she faltered. The rest of her skirt fell to the floor and she could feel the head of his penis just barely begin to enter her.
“Chase, baby this is a really bad idea, believe me..” Nikki was beginning to freak out. “Don’t do it, honey.” She could feel him enter her by just a fraction of an inch. His cock was twitching and jumping. It was driving her crazy. “Suck me harder. Please, no more though.. Please!..Just suck me harder baby..” She felt herself expand as even more of him pushed her lips apart. He jumped, pushing the entire head of his cock just inside her. Her breathing steadily got heavier as he twitched and bucked.
Chase looked up at her. “..But you’d be my first, Mama..”
She knew she was close but hearing him say that as he called her ‘mama’ sent her over the edge. “Oh god!” Her pussy clamped down hard around the head of his cock. “Oh my god!!” She shook wildly as she came, ending up with her head on Chase’s shoulder out of breath. He wasted no time. As soon as her pussy loosned it’s grip, he pushed himself all they way inside her. ..”Uhhhhhh!”..She cried, gving in and allowing it to happen. Chase let out a moan as the feeling of his mother’s womb enveloped him. She was so warm. So soft. It felt as if she was holding him with nothing but pure love. She gradually lifted her herself all the way to the tip of him and then ever so slowly let herself back down again. Arching her back, she gently rolled her hips into him. “Is this what you wanted? You wanted mommy? Hmmm?”
Chase nodded, sucking her breast.
“You like mama’s tits? …Yeah? Ooooh… Mama’s here….You just needed your mommy didn’t you..
Chase nodded again sucking even harder on her nipples, barely able to breathe. His stamina was going to be short lived.
Nikki felt him suddenly harden even more and reality came back to her with sheer terror as she realized he was getting close. “Honey, you can’t cum in me..” His arms held her even tighter lost in ecstasy. “Baby I’m really serious, don’t cum in me.. Let me go, baby… Sweetie, you’ll get me pregnant!…” His grip tightened as his arms wrapped tightly around her. She felt him stiffen even further. She knew what he was capable of if he let loose in her. If she wasn’t pregnant already, it was all but guaranteed. This was bad. Very bad. She had to get away from him. He instinctively pulled her down and pushed as far into her as he could. She winced as he pushed through her cervix. This was her last chance. She struggled to move but he had her in a bear hug. Panic was setting in. “Chase baby, please don’t! Let go honey. Please Chase! Let me go! Chase, Don’t! Chase! You’re gonna get me pregnant! Chase! Stop! you’re gonna get me pregnant!!!”
It was then that an enormous and long pulse splashed against the top of her uterus. “OH MY GAWWD!!” Nikki cried helplessly. The power and volume was incredible. Chase threw his head back, releasing her nipple from his mouth. His mother’s breasts bounced as they collided back together. A second gigantic pulse shot into her, bathing her entire womb. “UHH!..” She’d never felt so much cum. Thick and heavy, she could already feel the weight of it clinging to every surface within her. A third and then a fourth and fifth poured into her. It seemed never ending. One thick titanic flowing burst after another. Nikki’s breasts bounced and she whimpered with each one. She began to shake and moan from the overall sensation of her son impregnating her. She clamped down on him again as another massive gushing blast of her son’s seed rushed though her. “OH..OH God! You’re gettin me! Chase, I’m gonna have your baby! Mommy’s gonna have your baby! Holy shit! Give it to me.. ..Give mommy a baby!!!OH MY GAWWD!! She came again, feeling her son filling her to the brim with yet a further colossal wave. She wasn’t sure if she could hold much more. She could actually feel her lower stomach expanding. She put his hand on her stomach and held it there. “Feel mommy’s tummy…Feel your baby. Feel mommy getting pregnant..” She wrapped both arms around him and held him as another epic volley of his semen rocketed into her. Chase bucked and his cock pumped out even more. Nikki’s womb was full. Her body physically couldn’t contain any more from him. His cum began to drip from her as he gave her one last tremendous jet. His climax subsiding, he finally released his hold on her and collapsed back into the couch. Even as he was softening, his cock still jumped, attempting to pump every last drop of sperm into her. Nikki stayed on top of him, holding him and slowly running her fingers through his hair. The clock hit midnight. Her son still inside of her, she kissed him on the forehead and whispered, “Happy birthday, baby. ..You’re gonna make a great daddy..”
Nikki awoke to the sound of her phone ringing. She fumbled for it, her eyes still closed. Finding it she picked it up and answered it. “..This better be good..”
“Mom? Are you okay? We’re gonna miss our flight in a few hours..”
“Mmm.. Let’s stay here another week, honey..” Nikki replied almost falling back asleep.
“What for? Don’t you have to work down there?”
“Huh?” Nikki opened her eyes, finding she was in her own bed. She shot up. “No fricken way that was a dream!.”
“What?”
Her eyes flashed to the packet of sleeping pills on the nightstand. “Chase.. Honey, I’m sorry I over slept…” She jumped up, throwing on the red sundress she had laid out the previous night. “I just had the most vivid, most crazy dream of my life!..” She quickly moved to the bathroom, touching up her face and putting her hair up. “…We were down in Jamaica and there was this wild hotel and babies..and..”
“You mean like wild ugly zombie babies? I had a zombie baby dream once..”
Nikki laughed, “No, sweetie…Very cute loveable babies, I’m sure..”
“Oh.. Well that sounds like a good dream then..”
“Yeah i guess it really was. You like babies do ya?”
“Well yeah. Of course I love babies. Who doesn’t?”
Nikki grabbed her keys and purse and made her way downstairs. “Can I ask you something?”
“Shoot.”
“Do you think I’m hot?” Nikki asked, smiling.
“Yeah I do….Once again, who doesn’t?” Chase laughed.
Nikki stopped at the door and turned around. “Do you like my boobs?”
“..Who doesn’t?”
She walked over to the kitchen counter, stopping near the Victoria’s Secret bag. “..Do you think I’d look sexy in a white see-through string bikini?”
“Damn, Mom. This conversation really wasn’t what I was expecting but, yeah I think you’d look extremely sexy in that..”
“..So you think I’m hot…you like my boobs..you think i’d be sexy in a white see-through bikini, and you love babies..”
“Umm..Yeah..?..Is that all good or bad?
“It’s perfect!” Nikki snatched the bag from the counter and turned back for the door. “..Hope you like tequila!..”

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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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to be continued…
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The Darkholme Academy Chronicles: Orientation

Gareth stood in front of the tall black gate. A duffel bag full of clothes and toiletries was clenched in his left hand. Behind him, the taxi pulled away, back in the direction of the small airport at which he had arrived only an hour ago.
A woman in a knee-high black skirt and black business jacket was striding towards the path that connected the gate to the expansive, black and red building that was Darkholme Academy.
Gareth pulled out a small booklet from a pocket in his bag. A Guide to Darkholme, it said on the cover. Underneath that was a grainy photo of the very same building that stood in front of him – only it didn’t seem half as big – and the tall black fence that ran the perimeter of the grounds seemed to have been photoshopped out. In the corner was the academy’s logo: a curled up mouse, around which were the words “Freedom in Discipline.” Made sense, seeing as the school was – as the booklet advertised – the “number one reformatory school for young men struggling with authority.”
Gareth was a couple of years out of high school (a place he barely graduated from) and was jobless and living out of his parents house. Most days he would spend masturbating to hardcore pornography while his parents were at work – he loved watching big-breasted pornstars taking big cocks and toys up their assholes – so it was much to his dismay when they saw it fit to send him to Darkholme, so that he may learn some valuable life lessons. He just saw it as more school.
“Good morning,” said the woman, who had reached the gate and was now unlocking the large padlock, which up until now, Gareth hadn’t noticed.
“Morning,” he replied.
She swung open the gate and extended her right hand. Gareth took it. She was much taller than him – a whole foot, maybe.
“Headmistress Ives,” she said.
“Gareth.”
She beckoned for him to step through, and he did. The headmistress quickly locked the gate behind him, and started back towards the building. Gareth followed.
The grounds were rife with activity. Groups of young men, who all looked to be around Gareth’s age, were performing fitness activities on and around the running tracks which surrounded the main building. A huddle of runners in plain grey gear came by on the track. As each one passed, they offered a small nod to the headmistress, and said, “Good morning, Miss Ives.”
She smiled at each one, but said nothing. Gareth noticed that some of the boys held looks of intense concentration on their faces, as if they were performing mental calculus during their run. Weird, he thought. How long do they make us run for? The close encounter also gave Gareth a better look at the uniform – the shorts were a bit too short for the weather – any weather, in fact.
“Mister White, I take it you’ve come to be acquainted as much as possible with our facilities and academic background?” asked Miss Ives, abruptly.
“Uh, yeah,” said Gareth, brandishing the guide book.
“Oh, that.” Miss Ives gave a short laugh. “That’s just marketing. Here,” she produced another, similar looking booklet from her jacket, “this one’s a bit more detailed.” Gareth hoped she was right: the original booklet contained a lot of writing, but didn’t say much other than how great the school was. Marketing, indeed.
The front cover of the “real” booklet showed a similar picture, except the fence was fully visible. The logo, too, was different. Instead of a mouse, it showed a rat, and the phrase that surrounded it was “Pleasure in Submission.” Gareth stifled a laugh. How does this woman not get how kinky that sounds? He pretended to flick through it.
They reached the front doors: two recently painted black monoliths. Headmistress Ives pulled one of them open for Gareth and ushered him inside. A large lobby greeted him – a desk sat on his immediate left, manned by a young blonde woman. A staircase sat in the middle of the room, leading to the second floor landing from which extended a variety of corridors. Two more large doors stood on either side of the staircase, and another stood on the opposite side of the room to the desk, and on it were the words “Headmistress’s Office” in thick, black letters.
Headmistress Ives closed the door, and stepped in front of Gareth. “Nurse Verne will be arriving presently. After the medical, you will be shown to your first class. You will be joining registration group C7. You will share classes and activities with all students from that group.”
Gareth didn’t really listen to the last part. “Um…what did you mean by ‘medical’?”
Headmistress Ives smirked. “Did you read the guidebook I gave you? Or did you just flick through it?”
“I, uh-”
“I think you better skim it a little before Nurse Verne arrives. I’ll be in my office.” With that, she left.
The receptionist was typing furiously on a keyboard, but other than that, the place was silent. Gareth opened the guidebook and started to read the introduction. It said:
“Welcome to the Darkholme Academy, where you will learn, over time, to become a productive and subservient member of society. Through our discipline-based curriculum and authoritarian teaching methods, we will transform you into a submissive individual, fit for reintegration into your home life. These methods, in particular, may initially seem strange, though we are sure that you will come to appreciate them for the positive effects they will undoubtedly have on your outlook and attitude.”
He was about to flick to the next page when a mature woman in a light blue nurse’s outfit came through one of the doors next to the stairs.
“Gareth White?” she asked, looking at him. She was red-headed, plump, and spoke with a slight English accent.
“Yeah, that’s me,” he replied.
“Right this way.”
Gareth followed her through a maze of doors and corridors he was sure he would never remember. I better be getting a map of this place, he thought. I could get lost for days.
“Just through here, please.” Nurse Verne opened a door, leading into a small white room, which looked like pretty much every other school nurse’s office he had ever been to. Gareth entered, and Nurse Verne shut the door behind him.
“Now,” she said. “Did you go through the guide book?”What is so important about this guidebook? thought Gareth. “I, uh, didn’t quite get through all of it.”
“Oh, that’s unfortunate,” she said. “Don’t worry, everything is standard procedure. Could you please take of your clothes for me, Gareth?”
Gareth wasn’t sure whether he heard her correctly. “You want me to what?”
Nurse Verne approached him and placed her hand on his wrist. “You are to take off your clothes,” she said sternly, before lightening her voice. “Standard procedure,” she repeated and sat down at her desk.
Gareth shuffled uncomfortably for a moment, and then placed his duffel bag on the floor. Nurse Verne spun in her chair to face him, recognizing his trepidation. “Gareth,” she said. “If you won’t take off your clothes, I’ll have to take them off for you.” She unbuttoned the top of her outfit, and allowed her fingertips to graze the top of her large breasts.
Gareth felt himself become hard. He had a bit of a thing for matures – many times he’d cum over videos of mature women getting a pounding, or even getting it on with each other.
He stripped off, displaying his half-mast six-inch cock to the nurse.
“There,” she said, standing up. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Her eyes flitted to his cock for a moment.
“No, I guess not.”
She went into the cupboard and took out a large red rectangle of rubber. It looked like a hot water bottle. She took it to the sink and began to fill it up with water. “We have to get you prepared for integration into the Academy’s health schedule. Pop up onto the table for me, will you? Face down, please.”
Gareth did so without hesitation. His cock lay pointed upwards, and he stroked it on the table’s soft top, making sure that Nurse Verne couldn’t see him while he did it.
“The schedule requires that you are cleaned out completely,” said Nurse Verne, turning. The red bag was full to the brim, and she hooked it somewhere up behind Gareth. “For that, I am required to give you a thorough enema.”
“A what?” Gareth was very familiar with that – he loved his kinky Japanese porn too.
A hand shot up between Gareth’s legs, gripping onto his vulnerable testicles. Gareth winced, and Nurse Verne released her grip slightly, and started to massage with her thumb. Gareth moaned.
“There we are,” she cooed. “You like that, don’t you?”
“Mmmm,” said Gareth in reply.
“Good.”
Gareth felt another hand move up above the other, towards his anus. The fingers were wet – greasy, even, and they stroked all around his virgin hole, covering it in the substance. The other hand kept going on his balls.
The fingers withdrew for a moment, before being replaced by something else – something rubber, about the size of a thumb. Gareth knew exactly what was going to happen – his cock was fully erect between his stomach and the table. Who knew this would turn me on?
He felt the rubber tip being pushed onto his ass. Naturally, his muscles tightened up, but, with the help of Nurse Verne’s generous lubricant application, his anus couldn’t keep the intruder out for long, and it slipped into him, all the way. The tip was long, and a bump at its base prevented it from coming out without a pull – or a push from Gareth. He heard a click, and warm water started rushing into his anal cavity.
“Uuuuuuuugh,” he moaned, involuntarily.
“Mmm,” said Nurse Verne, and fondled one of Gareth’s buttocks. “Most of the new ones enjoy that.”
Gareth was breathing deeply. He couldn’t help but feel himself being filled up – it was a weird sensation, and it spread throughout his insides. A gurgling noise came from somewhere inside him.
“Once you’ve taken the whole bag, and I’m satisfied that you’ve been thoroughly…hm, ‘irrigated,’ I will allow you to expel the water and whatever else is in there.” She motioned to a door at the back of the room, indicating that that was where the toilet was.
Gareth moaned in reply. He was acutely aware of how full he was now feeling, and how urgently his bowels wanted to expel their rapidly expanding contents. It was like nothing he had ever felt before: like a massive dump just waiting to go, but getting bigger and bigger all the time. He had to squeeze his ass hard so as not to accidentally shit the tube – and everything else – out.
The water continued flowing for a few minutes, Gareth moaning intermittently. Nurse Verne simply stood and watched.
When the flow stopped, Gareth picked his head up and looked at the bag. It was definitely empty; so was the clear tube that ran from it into his asshole.
“Good boy,” said Nurse Verne. “I don’t think I’ve seen a new student take the whole bag that fast.
“Can I go, now? To the toilet?” Gareth’s voice was shaking. His cock was still fully engorged.
Nurse Verne laughed. “No, of course not.” She approached the table. “Tighten,” she commanded, and Gareth complied, knowing exactly what she meant. The tip was extracted, taking with it a few drops of water, but Gareth managed to successfully hold everything else inside.
Then she made him go into several different positions on the table. On his side, on his back, on his other side, on all fours (that one felt particularly embarrassing), then on his side again, and so forth.
“Have to make sure you’re getting a thorough clean-out,” she said, aiding him into what would be the last position. “How do you feel?”
“Full,” said Gareth.
“Well, that’s how you’re supposed to feel. You can go now,” she said, motioning to the door again.
Gareth clambered off the table and waddled, hunched over, through the doorway. He felt the full weight of his ass’s contents as they sloshed from side to side as he moved.
He entered a room almost the same size as the office – a toilet sat in the corner, next to a sink, and across from a shower. For any unfortunate messes, thought Gareth. There wasn’t a lock on the door.
Gareth plonked himself onto the toilet and let loose. A loud, long and wet fart exploded from his ass, and it was followed by a torrent of shitty water.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh,” he moaned loudly, barely over the sound of the water hitting the bottom of the bowl. The rapid expulsion felt great – his cock was just as stiff as ever.
When the first rush of water ceased, a knock came at the door. “I forgot to mention.” It was Nurse Verne. “Feel free to use the facilities at your discretion. You’re to be in there for half an hour in order to make sure that you’re completely flushed out.”
“Uh, okay,” said Gareth, before another explosion of water shot out from his now tender anus. Thirty minutes? he thought. Perfect.
He grabbed his cock with his right hand and started jerking. He clenched his ass tightly, stemming the flow – he figured the combined feeling of water rushing from his ass and cum blasting from his cock would be exhilarating.
As he jerked, Gareth fantasized giving anal to Nurse Verne. He imagined leaning her over the table in the office, ploughing her with long, deep strokes until she came, just from the sensation in her ass. However, he couldn’t help but derive pleasure from the feeling in his own asshole – that intense fullness, waiting to burst forth.
His cock pulsed, preparing to shoot his load – his breathing intensified, but Gareth dared not moan – he didn’t want Nurse Verne to know what he was doing. He edged closer to orgasm, and closer, and his ass started to spasm as a new feeling spread inside it – a warm, tingly feeling – and he was just seconds from exploding from both his dick and ass.
Then the door burst open. It was Headmistress Ives.
“Ah!” exclaimed Gareth, letting go of his cock – and ass. The water streamed out, along with another wet fart, and he felt his face go crimson.
“So,” said the Headmistress. She was no longer wearing her jacket. Instead she wore a tight leather corset, which lifted her breasts, displaying them high up on her torso. “Is there a reason that you feel comfortable using our facilities for masturbation?”
“No miss, I, um-”
“You are not here to jerk off. Nurse Verne has kindly performed her job, and all she has requested of you is compliance.”
“I’m sorry, headmistress.”
Headmistress Ives lifted her left hand. A small, cage-like device hung from her pinky. “I don’t think you are, Mister White.” She knelt down in front of him, and clicked open a ring at the bottom of the cage. She looked into Gareth’s eyes. “Continue,” she said.
“Huh?”
“Continue.”
“Okay, okay,” said Gareth, and tried to relax his bowels. He couldn’t help but look at the device, however. The cage was just over the length of his erect cock. Small spikes penetrated the space inwards, and a three-inch metal rod extended downwards from inside the top of the cage.
She gripped his rapidly shrinking cock, holding it upright. Gareth couldn’t help deriving pleasure from her grasp – his cock immediately stopped shrinking. Then, she put the cage over his member, pushing it down until the rounded end of the rod touched the tip.
Then she pushed some more.
“Hnnnnnnnn!” Gareth gripped the sides of the toilet bowl as the rod was forced into his urethra, expanding the inside of his cock. “What- what are you doing,” he managed, through gritted teeth.
Headmistress Ives remained silent as she pushed the last inch into Gareth’s dick. Then, she grabbed his balls with a thumb and forefinger and clicked the metal ring back together around the base of both his cock and scrotum. She produced a small padlock, and fastened it to the ring, locking it in place.
Gareth’s cock was now trapped in the infernal device – the combination of the spikes and the rod sent all kinds of pain up and down its length. Gareth squirmed on the toilet, whilst squirts of water continued to shoot out from his ass.
Headmistress Ives stood up. “Nurse Verne informs me that you have just over twenty minutes left. Perhaps now you’ll learn that this proud Academy is not a place for such activities as that.” She gestured up towards the ceiling, where Gareth could see a black dome – a camera. Then she turned towards the doorway. “Nurse Verne, I’ll return when the remaining twenty minutes are up. I’d like to finish the medical myself, to ensure that no more hijinks occur.”
“I will see you soon, Mister White,” and she left the room, closing the door behind her.
The last twenty minutes passed slowly. Try as he might, Gareth couldn’t get free of the cage and the constant pain that came with being trapped inside it. Nor could he get off the toilet and into a more comfortable position, given the randomness of his anal expulsions.
He had to wait it out.
At some point, he figured his ass to be completely empty. A couple of big pushes came with only small, high-pitched farts and the feeling that he was going to shit his whole ass, so he cleaned himself off and lay down on the cold, tiled floor, and waited for something to happen.
And something did happen, when, at the end of the twenty minutes (or so Gareth presumed), a command came.
“Time is up,” came Headmistress Ives. “Clean up, and come back.”
He took the opportunity to pause and take a couple of deep breaths, preparing himself for whatever else she might have in store for him.
On the table was a black, leather harness. Gareth’s heart sunk.
Headmistress Ives, who had been sitting on the one chair, stood up. “I hope you learned your lesson, Mister White.”
“Yes…I have, Miss Ives.”
“Good.” She motioned for Gareth to approach the table.
The harness consisted of three parts: the leather itself, which, when fitted together, looked to be connected by straps held in place by lockable metal parts. Gareth realized that, just like the cock cage, this would be padlocked indefinitely. Attached to an open metal ring on the front was a plastic tube with a hole at its top. The tube itself curved upwards, resembling an erect penis. The third thing was what gripped Gareth’s attention most. It was a black, rubber, two-and-a-half-inch butt plug.
“Standard uniform for all students of Darkholme Academy. Nurse Verne informed me that she felt your to be ass suited for the size two plug.”
“Size two?” Gareth asked.
She looked at him quizzically. “We go up to size five. Would you like me to request a larger one?”
“No, no.”
“Fine.” She seemed disappointed.
Ives approached Gareth, then unlocked the cock cage. She clicked it open, removing the spikes from his skin and freeing his now purple balls, then pulled it slowly from his urethra.
“Uuuugh,” moaned Gareth, as the metal slid out of him. His cock flopped down once the thing had been taken out.
“I decided to treat you lightly, given that you’re new here,” said Ives, as she discarded the cage. “If you do that again, the punishment will be much more severe.”How could it be any more severe than that? thought Gareth. He didn’t want to find out.
Ives produced a pump-bottle filled with a clear substance. She offered it to Gareth, who took it.
“Lubricant,” she said. “To help you put on your uniform.”
Gareth thought that, like the enema, he would have the task performed for him. “You want me to…?”
“I want you to plug up your own asshole, yes,” she said sternly. Ives then leaned onto one of the counters on the edge of the room. It was clear to Gareth that he would have an audience.
He took the plug in hand, and started to pick up the harness.
“No,” said Ives. “That is not to move.”
“What? How-”
“Get up onto the table,” she said, staring at Gareth.
“Okay,” he sighed.
“Yes, miss,” said Ives.
“What?” said Gareth, before realizing what was obviously a mistake. “Oh. Yes, miss.”
He clambered up onto the table and got down on all fours. The way the harness was laying necessitated that he point his ass towards the headmistress. He imagined it was what she wanted, anyway.
Gareth pumped out some lube onto his palm, then rubbed it over his anus, before testing its tightness with a finger. He shuddered as his fingertip entered his own asshole – it was cold, but his ring twitched with pleasure.
He moved to the plug, applying a generous amount of lube all over it, even over the tapered bottom. Once it was slick and shining, he hopped up like a rabbit and dangled his ass over the tip.
He took a breath, and lowered himself.
Thanks to the lube, his ass opened up immediately, welcoming the big black invader. Gareth slid down further, moaning as he went, until he started to feel a stretch. He stopped, then pushed down a little, further expanding his tender hole.
He paused as soon as he felt pain, then raised himself all the way off the plug. He reapplied lube to both the plug and his ass, and used three fingers to coat the inside of his butt with the slippery goo. He shivered as his fingertips brushed up against the walls of his ass. Again, his cock hardened.
He sat down again, and his ass gave way to almost the whole thing.
“Ugh,” he moaned, as it entered him. Why does this feel so good? he asked himself.
This time, he only felt pain when he reached the widest part of the plug, but he knew, with a little extra push, it would pop right in. He took a breath.
“Do it,” said Ives. “Submission is pleasure.”
And he popped onto the plug. His ass tightened around the base immediately.
“Mmmmmmm,” Gareth said, his ass gifted by the full feeling that the invader brought. As with the enema, it made him feel as if he needed to void his bowels, but he didn’t care. Submission is pleasure.
Ives didn’t waste any time. She came to the table and began strapping Gareth into the harness as he kneeled down to make it easier for her. She placed his hard cock straight through the metal ring and into the tube. It was only then that Gareth realized it was a chastity device: there was no way to remove his cock unless the entire harness was unlocked and taken off.
“The device will allow your cock to become erect, as you can plainly tell. Rather than use a device that constricts the penis, however, Darkholme uses this in order for the staff to easily identify any horny students. Although you may derive pleasure from the butt plug’s presence, understand that you are not to gain an erection during classes or activities, or when in the presence of a staff member. Do you understand?”
“Yes, miss,” said Gareth.
“Good,” she said.
Gareth got off the table. The harness felt strange; like a big, warm diaper, and the butt plug made him walk bow-legged. His erection began to shrink.
“Welcome to Darkholme Academy,” said Headmistress Ives, as she led him out of the office, past his crumpled old clothes and duffel bag. Gareth suspected he wouldn’t need them anymore.
“Ah,” she said. “It seems everybody is back from physical education.”
And they were. Crowds of male students marched along the corridor, clutching notepads and books. All of them were wearing a harness, and none of them seemed phased by it, or each other’s nakedness. Gareth couldn’t help but wonder which of them wore size fives.
Ives handed him a sheet of paper. On it was a timetable, detailing Gareth’s personal schedule.
“Slave training 101.” She pointed down the corridor. “Straight down, turn left. Room zero-zero-nine,” she said, before marching back towards her office, leaving Gareth alone in the river of people. He looked at the timetable again.
“Welcome to Darkholme,” it said, in large bold letters.To be continued…

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Lesbian Love chp 1

~Author’s note~
Okay, first sex story ever! And these names used are made up 🙂 besides this isn’t a true story just…one of my fantasies.
I watched my teacher look at the computer screen, my vagina getting wet. My friend next to me kept showing me stories of people having sex. True stories and fictional. One even about a girl fucking her dog. Which I did want to do soon. I smiled to myself, imagining fucking my german Shepard. I know it’s wrong in a way….but doesn’t mean I can’t try it. Right? When the bell rung I sprinted out of the room, grabbing my stuff and going to my bus. I could feel my juices from my pussy soaking my panties.
“How can I get this wet?” I mumbled to myself.
“What?” my friend asked as she walked up beside me.
I looked at her in shock, “I…uh…mean…um…” I stumbled for words.
She chuckled, a look of lust filling her blue eyes. “Don’t worry, it’s fine by me.” she whispered, her hand lightly brushing my left butt cheek.
Chills ran up my spine as a weird feeling filled me. “Um….Brittany what are you doing?” I asked.
“Nothing…” she hummed as we got onto the bus.
On the ride home Brittany had rubbed my thigh four times, each sending a weird feeling to my pussy. My pussy ached for me or someone else to touch it, the wetness growing. Brittany looked at me, “You look stressed.” she whispered.
I swallowed, “You’ve never done this before….why are you doing it now?” I asked.
She frowned but then smiled, “I went through your diary….on your ipod…by the way…not the best place to put a diary.” she started. I glared at her before she waved my glare off and continued. “And you had talked about how much you wanted to make out with a girl….to suck her pussy…to fuck her. I thought…giving you hints….I’m a lesbian….”
I smiled, “Well…you could of told me that before.”
“Thought you wouldn’t want to be my friend.” she replied
“Why? Just because you’re a lesbian? Pfft…I would still be your friend.”
“Good but…anyways….so I just…you said you were wet and I love teasing people. Boys and girls…alike.”
I nodded, my mind swirling with thoughts. My pussy ached so bad and I was so tempted to ask her to fuck me now but knew better. I turned to her, “Okay…since you teased me and read my private diary….I need to punish you.” I said, grinning.
She looked at me with curiosity. “Oh and what’s that?” she whispered seductively.
“Since I am an only child and my parents won’t be home until ten tonight….and it is a Friday after all….thought you could come to my house and we could….do a little something. Of course…I still need to punish you during it but my pussy is really wet and aching.” I said
She smiled, “Okay.”
~20 minutes later~
When we got to my house I quickly locked the front door and slammed Brittany onto the couch. I mounted her and smiled, “I’ll save the punishment for later.” I said as I kissed her full on the lips.
She kissed me back as our tongues went into each other’s mouths. We made out for about five minutes before getting to the fun stuff. And boy was it amazing! I’ve only made out with a boy before and it was never this good! Guess a girl knows what a girl wants.
I quickly started to kissed her neck and then her chest. She unbuttoned her shirt and undid her bra as I started to suck on her left nipple. She groaned as she dug her nails into my still clothes back. I growled back. I lightly bit her nipple, making her moan again.
She started to unbutton my shirt. I sucked on her right nipple as she undid my shirt and my bra. She started to play with my B cup boobs, I smiled and moaned as she played with my nipples. After a while I kissed her stomach and then undid her shorts. When I tore off her lace thong I started to tease her. I kissed around her pussy, making her moan and begging me to suck it. I teased her for two more minutes before I went to her pussy. I smiled, not done teasing yet. I lightly ran my tongue along her pussy. She groaned loudly.
“Oh Bree!” she moaned
I then got more rough, I sucked on her pussy. Making her moan and scream out my name. I then dove my tongue into her hole. She started to pant as I tongue fucked her. She grabbed my head and pushed my face deeper into her pussy.
I then pulled away. I got up and took off the rest of my clothes and then smiled. “69 position.” I said.
She grinned as I mounted, my vagina and ass over her face. She growled as she teased me. I chuckled, of course she would tease me back. I went back to sucking on her pussy again, she groaned loudly. I then moaned as she sucked my pussy back. After a while we started to grind our pussies into each other’s faces.
“Damn Brittany! Oh! Suck my pussy, c’mon baby! Suck it!” I screamed.
She started to tongue fuck me as I humped her face. I then licked her pussy and put my two fingers into her hole. She groaned and panted. She started to hump my fingers as she stopped licking my pussy. My pussy ached so much it was starting to make me over whelmed. After five more minutes she orgasmed. She screamed as she squirted. I stared at her shocked.
“You can squirt?” I asked, bewildered.
“Yeah…kind of mastered it…but dam….you finger fuck good!” She then nudged me off. “One sec, I have something.”
I watched as she dug into her secret bag she always kept in her book bag. she looked at me and noticed I was rubbing my pussy. “No. Don’t rub it yet.” she ordered.
I stopped rubbing my soaking wet pussy as she pulled something out. I gaped at it. It was a strap on, a nice long purple strap on cock. It had to be at least seven inches long. She smiled.
“Are you a viring?” she asked
“Nope….just fucked my ex….last week before we broke up yesterday.” I replied
“Good.”
She put the strap on, on and then lied me down. She mounted me and grabbed a bottle of lube she had. She rubbed it onto the cock and then smiled. She bent down and kissed me as she slowly shoved the cock into me. I groaned, starting already to hump it. She started out humping me slowly but then got faster and rougher each minute. Soon she full out fucking me.
“Oh my…Brittany! Fuck me bitch! Fuck me! Oh god!” I screamed.
“Yeah that’s it baby! That’s it, you take my cock!” she yelled.
She fucked me even harder, jamming the cock into my hole. I suddenly got the feeling I needed to pee. “Britt I need to pee.” I groaned.
“No you don’t….just let it go when you climax.” she whispered
She then licked my nipples as she fucked me. I screamed as I climaxed. Doing as she said I let the ‘pee’ go. Turned out I was squirting. I moaned loudly as she groaned as well.
After I was we both collapsed. “Dam…that was good.” she mumbled
“Dam yeah it was.” I replied back, kissing her neck. “I’m not done yet though…still horny as hell.”
“Same here babe.” she replied.
She smiled as she looked at me, “Why don’t we get…dirty?”
“What are you talking about?” I asked.
“Instead of kissing…licking…and….I’ve tried this before. Pissing in our mouths.”
“What!” I gasped.
“Trust me…it’s so fucking amazing! Gets me horny.”
“O-okay.”
She smiled as she started to kiss and then licked my neck. I groaned. She then rubbed my pussy making me moan even louder. I grabbed the back of her head and shoved her face into my pussy, roughly humping her face.
~Shall I continue? Sorry if it is a bit rushed~

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The Prophecy Ch. 3

When a young man, Luke, finds out he is a sorcerer his world is turned upside down with magic, violence, and sex.

The Lost Tribe, Part 6

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Hey All! This is my first attempt at writing… I’ve been an avid reader for a few years now, and thought I’d get some of my thoughts & stories out there. Please let me know what you think! Love constructive criticism.
All characters in the story below are 18 years or older.

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I went to this party, innocently cuddled with a girl when we went to bed there and everything was quite normal until I woke up with a full bladder and my hands tied to the bed …

lThe making of a slut

I hadn’t sucked a cock in almost 13 years and decided I NEEDED to taste a man’s thick tasty cum!
A little about me. At this point I had been married for about 3 years and had 2 kids. I first sucked a cock when I was 8 years old, which I wrote about in my previous story.
Since I didn’t want anyone to know about this part of me, I couldn’t just go to the gay bar. I decided to try looking online. I found the site Just Guys and created a profile. Chatted with some guys but nothing happened so I decided to try craigslist. Finally I had some luck. Within an hour I had a response to my add. Plenty actually. This one was a man who said he had a 7.5″ cut cock. I was drooling just thinking about it. I asked if he wanted to fuck me and told him I was an anal virgin. He said he since he was so larege, he would probably tear me. I sent him my adress and he said he would be there within 10 minutes. I was so nervous the time seemed to stop. I kept staring out the window waiting for his car. My heart was pounding. My mouth was dry. I got some water and by the time I had gotten back to the window, his car had pulled up. I watched nervously as he walked up the sidewalk. I met him at the door and opened it. He came in without a word. We got into the living room and all I could say was ” is here ok?”. He said yes and started unzipping his pants. I instinctively dropped to my knees and started pulling his monster out of his underwear. Oh my god this was really happening!
I got it out and it was HUGE! I think it was even bigger than the 7.5″ he told me and I could barelybfit my hand around it. He was right, I wouldn’t be able to handle it. I slowly stroked it, making it hard. I had him move over to the couch. I stroked it some more and then gently licked the shaft from base to tip then back down. I licked and sucked his smooth shaved balls while I jerked his massive cock. When he was good and hard I inserted his head into my mouth. Sucking on the head I jerked him off while twisting my hand. I began bobbing my head up and down, sucking more and more of him into my mouth each time. Finally he was in as far as I could get him. I sucked like a madman with my hand by my mouth, stroking as I went. I couldn’t get enough. I was a dirty whore and wanted only to please him.
He put his hand on my head, rubbing it. He was moaning softly and started rubbing my shoulder and back. Finally he said it. My now favorite words…I’m gonna cum. With that, I brought my lips back up to the head and stroked his cock. He let out a loud moan and at last shot out his load. It never seemed to stop. He came and came. Finally I had the load I had been craving for so long. I let it sit in my mouth for a few seconds, letting the taste and texture set in before swallowing it down. It tasted different than I had imagined, but still great.
He stood up, pulled up his pants and thanked me as he left. I immediately went and jerked off. Later I checked my email and he had sent me a message saying it was the best bj he had ever had and ibcould message him anytimt I was hungry. Needless to say I took him up on that. I was addicted.
I started finding guys on the internet whenever I could. The stories are all pretty much the same. Meet a guy online, blow him or he blows me, we part ways. After a while I decided I wanted a man to fuck me. As usual I found someone online.
I got to his house and we went straight to the bedroom. I started by giving him a nice slow blow job. He was about 6 inches and not too thick. When he was hard, he had me lie on my back. He did everything he could to make me comfortable. He had me spread my legs wide and grabbed on to my feet. He lubed up my virgin hole and his cock. He put the head to my hole and pushed lightly. I felt a little pressure, but no real pain. He pushed a little more and that’s when it hit me. It felt like I was being ripped in half. I tensed up and he stopped. He rested a minute then put a little more in. This went on for 15 minutes. Finally he was all the way in and slowly pumping. It quickly stopped hurting and actually felt good. After a few minutes I decided I wanted to ride him. He laid down and I got on top. I started slowly bucking my hips. I started speeding up and soon was riding him like a true whore. He came with a loud grunt and had me sit still while he went limp. He fell out of me with a plop, followed by a stream of his cum. I asked him if I could use his shower, cleaned up and went home.
I went home and fucked my wife like never before. The orgasm I had was the best I’ve ever had. I immediately sent a good friend of mine (the only one who knows the truth about me) a message detailing the whole experience. Him and I often send dirty texts and messages to each other. My ass was sore fore days after, but it wad well worth it.
I am always looking for new adventures, unfortunately it is hard to find like minded people in Wisconsin. Who knows maybe I’ll meet someone on here.

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