Mary gambles and loses everything
She agrees to everything to get her life back
She agrees to everything to get her life back
Amanda is a 21 year-old young breastfeeding mother who is behind on her rent. As the late fees add up, will her landlord offer her a deal she can’t refuse in order to pay up? Or will she face eviction?
be careful what you wish for, a slave findss a real master who transforms her into a true slave
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There would be little time for hesitation. In order for this to go as planned he would need to be inside and in control as quickly as possible. He put out his smoke in the astray of his Chevy and grabbed is tool bag.
It takes will power to organize something like this, he thought to himself as he locked up the car and crossed the street to his destination. It was rainy, cold and gloomy outside as day became evening. He climbed the stairs to the second storey apartment where his plan was going to unfold. He took a deep breath and flipped the collar up on his leather coat that he bought at a trendy little shop on the main. With confidence he rang the door bell and dropped his hand to his pocket. He waited a moment and then saw the hall way light flicked on and a shape take form behind the window of the entrance door. The door cracks open ā¦
āHey … wow what a surprise ā¦ I wasnāt expecting youā she said
āHi … sorry about the unexpected thing, but I was in the neighborhood wanted to see you but my phone died so figured Iād just pop by and knock see if you where there āhe lied
āNo thatās fine ā¦come in āshe step back from the door to let him inā I donāt have a lot of time but ā¦ahh… you knowā she said with a wink.
Sandra was tall and slim. With dark wildly wavy hair that was long and passed her shoulders but was tied up now in a quick ponytail which was rare for her. She had on her dark rimmed glasses that made her look severe but very attractive.
He closed the entrance door behind as he entered. She leaned sideways on to the wall of the hallway as he took off his wet shoes.
āYou look good I see youāve been going to the gymā she says in an honest way.
āYeah well you know āhe said as he slipped out of his coat
She started back down the hall and said ācan I get you any thing ā¦ coffeeā¦ beerā
āWhatever youāre havingā he said as he watches her walk away from him. He could never get enough of that ass.
He walked down the hall checking the rooms as he went.
āIs whatās her name hereā he asked.
āAnnieā she giggled ā¦ āno I donāt know where she is ā¦ why ā
āWhatever just askingā he replied
shit!!! He thought to himself and doubled back to lock the front door.
āWhat do you got planned tonightā he asked as he entered the living room.
She was in the kitchen getting a drink for them āsome stupid work thing I donāt want to go to but that I have toā
āThat sucks āhe coughed.
He placed his bag on the couch and opened it. He took out the hand cuffs and the gag ball and placed them under the pillow of the couch, and turned to enter the kitchen. The rest he would need for later.
āListen … I was thinking of a project or hobby thing for the winter that I need your help with āhe said as she turned from the fridge with his favorite beer, which she still had leftover from the those days
āOkayā she said sort of sarcastically
āIām putting together a group and I want you to lead itā¦ I think you would be perfectā he asked as he looked her in the eyes.
āOh thatās great … now that we broke up you want to include me in your lifeāā she poked at him with a smile on her face.
āHah ha … real funnyā
āWhat kind of groupā she asked.
āSlaves āhe smiled
She rolled her eyes and poked him in the ribs ājerkā
She turned to the stereo to in the living room which was next to the couch and headed over to put in a cd. He walked over to the couch
āIām very seriousā he answered
āStop being an assā she shot at him while she put in the cd
He grabbed the handcuffs from under the pillow and thought to himself ā¦ its go time
He moved to her. Sandra had her back turned to him. He was now inches from her. Just as she reach to turn up the volume on the stereo is when he came down on her wrist with the handcuffs.
āWhat the fuā¦..ā she said in a daze state not fully comprehending what was going on. His free hand came around and over her mouth as he pulled her close to him. Sandra didnāt even understand what was happening to her yet, which was to his advantage. She only began to struggle as he pulled her to the couch her cries muffled by his hand. He threw her to the couch, face down so he could cuff her other hand.
āWhat the fucks wrong with you āshe said angrily to him as she struggled to get up. He climbed on top of her and handcuffed her other free hand.
Sandra started to realize there was no joke happening here and panic began to set it. Thoughts raced through her mind she began to scream for help but he was quick and silenced her with his hand.
He must act quick he thought and grabbed the gag ball and forced it over head and into her mouth which silenced her hysteria considerably. He adjusted the tightness of the collar on the gag ball so as not to have her spit it out.
Tears where know pouring down Sandraās face as she imagined all the things that where going to be performed on her. As she felt betrayed by someone she had love so deeply once. She struggled and kicked with her legs but she knew that he was strong and would have his way with her.
He flipped her over and sat her on the couch in front of him. His face an inch from hers ā¦.
āThis will be hard on you.āHe said to her in a calm soothing voice.ā It will hurt and you will be scared. This will take time but when we are done you will thank me. You will have purpose in your life. Like a nun you will live your life dedicated to another, every action will be in servitude of your better. āHe reached over and gently caressed her face. He reaches down to the couch and picked up her glasses which had come of in the struggle. He placed them on her face and asked āis this better ā.
Sandra was mortified ā¦frozen ā¦ could not believe what was happening to herā¦. purpose ā¦ dedication ā¦ what the fuck was he on about.
He lit a smoke and turned from her to get the ashtray. Sandra took her chance and got to her feet to run for the door. But he was too quick and grabbed her by the elbow and stopped her dead in her tracks. He pulled her close to him. With one arm around her waist. He pressed her tightly to him. She felt his breathing on the back of her neck. His free had came up her belly and cupped her firm large breast. He squeezed and bounced them in his hand
āYou will learn that this no way to behave around your masterā he whispered into her ear.
He brought her back to the couch and bent her over its arm. He stood behind her admiring the view. Sandra bent over the arm of the couch face down with her hands behind her back. He reached between her legs and began to fondle her snatch through her jeans. Sandra moaned and struggled but he pressed down on the back of her head assuring she would go nowhere.
He squeezed her ass and rubbed her snatch.
āWe should do something about the jeans āhe said to her.
The intruder slid his hand under her and unbuckled her jean button with ease. He removed his hand from her head and Sandra turned to face him. Her eyes where big with fear and red from the crying. Her hair was all in her face. She tried to speak but it was all muffled by the gag ball.
He soothed her and said āthis is where you are at your most beautifulā¦ precious and powerfulā¦ready to give yourself to servitudeā. He knelt next to her to be face to face with is slave. He could decipher some of her muffling to be along the lines of āgo fuck yourselfā. She was tough. He liked that about her that is why she had to be first.
āSoon you will learn what it is to be my propertyā¦ to be owned … you will love this. It will make you into who you are meant to be. Remember always that master loves you. But first you must learnā¦ā
He stood and walked behind her and began to remove her jeans. Sandra began to scream and struggle. He reached down and yanked her head up hard by her pony tail. He could hear her angrily breathing through her nose and could see the look of hate in her eyes. Her face was red from the excretion he put on her neck. āSilenceā¦ animalā he yelled. Holding her in that position he reached down and grabbed her pants and began to pull them off. Sandra could feel his nails scratch her back as he pulled at her jeans. Soon her pants where around her ankles.
He caressed her long legs with his free hand, it slid up to her panties and he began to rub her pussy with his fingers. He could hear the whimpering, her neck still contorted in his grip. He began to rub her asshole through her panties with his thumb while still rubbing her hole with his fingers.
āFirst the master must break down the person in front of him till she is his slave.ā
With strength and anger he tore off her panties in one tug. Sandra cried and struggled but to no avail. He pulled harder now on her hair and leaned over her so he was looking down at her face. her naked crouch press to his hard dick in his pants. She could feel it hard and large pressed into her ass despite the commotion.
Pulling hard on her hair he said āSilence whore āand he spit into her face on to her glasses
He leaned back off her and jammed two fingers roughly into her ass. Sandra screamed her muffled scream. He forced them in hard and without mercy. He could feel her anal walls clenching in pain and panic. he pulled on her hair
āThis is my fuck whole animalā¦ This is masterās propertyā
If Sandra had a knife at that moment she would have killed himā¦ but she didnāt so she couldnāt, all she could do was suffer his will
He fingered her hole roughly and with out pity. He slid his two remaining fingers into he pussy and began to finger fuck both of her holes. Her tight and beautiful trimmed snatch quivered under the impact. Sandra moaned with pain. He relished in her suffering.
Suddenly he pulled out his fingers and pulled her up off the couch by her hair. Sandra felt the pain of some of her hair being pulled out of her head. They where once again face to face .he still had her by her hair faces inches from each other when he reach around to her bottom with his hand and once again jammed two fingers in her ass hole . He began to pull up with his fingers inside her, she winced he looked her deep in the eyes
āAnimal must learn to obey masters willā he said calmly. He began to pull harder know both on her hair and her ass. Sandra whimpered as he pulled. She felt her asshole could not stretch more. She began to rise on to the tips of her toes
āGoodā¦you are already beginning to bend to my willā he said to her with a smile
She sneered at him. He pulled down hard on her hair. She winced
āCuntā¦.you will be punished for this defianceā¦.you will learn.ā
Before she could even react she was on the ground, lying on her back with her hands underneath her.
He stood over her. Looking down on her
āSoon you will live for what I tell you to do. You will even help me perform this training on others ā
Sandraās mind raced ā¦.Others ā¦.
āYes… there will be others, but that is why I have chosen you first my love, because you are strong and intelligent and will obey my every whim and will bring my word to the others I have chosenā
Sandra knew that he was for real. she had learned this when they were a young couple, knew that he meant what he said .She could see him looking her over, She could see him lusting for her firm young breasts
āOh āhe said āI canāt believe I forgotā and walks over to his bag. Sandra could hear him rummaging through his bag. Soon he was over her again but now he had a digital camera in his hands. Sandraās heart frozeā¦..he wouldnātā¦. She began to plead through her gag ball tears streaming down her face
āHow could we not record this moment? So beautiful ā
She could see the red light that meant record was on… She could see the auto-zoom of the camera moving as he surveyed her disgraceful state through it.
He began to undo his belt buckle, and pull down his fly. He reaches in and pulls out his package. She looks at his cock, large and proud, and remembers what it was like to have it inside her, how it gave her such pleasure then, how it made her sick now
āhumiliating isnāt itā he asksā our little escapade on tape for all to see. Well letās give you something to be really humiliated aboutā
He stands over her with either foot at each hip fondling his cock
āThe animal must be cleansedā
His urine begins to shower down on herā¦First on her belly then her breasts. The smell makes her gag. She tries to move away but he steps to her side and holds her down with a foot on her belly
āAnimal stayā he says to her like a dog. He resumes his pissing but this time it cascades down on her face .she feels it burn her eyes even though they are closed shut. She tastes it as it enters her mouth though the holes in the gag ball
He chuckles and calls her āpiss mopā and proceeds to urinate in her hair soaking her curls.
The only thing Sandra can do is lay there helpless and cry. Shame burns her more then the urine in her eyes what if someone where to see thisā¦
āFuck … you stink animal. You made a mess of yourself in the living room ā¦.bad slaveā¦we must clean youā
With his camera in hand he walks over to where he left his beer and he grabs it takes a big sip
āHere we go animalā he says before he dumps the bottles content onto her face. Sandra begins to choke on his beer and urine
āOn your kneesā he tells her. She struggles to her knees. He brings the camera down to her face so that all there is to see is her beer and piss soaked face
āKnow that if you ever disobey me or do anything to harm me, this video will be everywhere before you know it, the internet, your work even your parents.ā He pause to let the shock set in. the camera recording her sniveling face, tear streaming down her cheeks, urine in her hair
āImagine all your friends knowing how disgusting you are, even your poor daddy watching, ashamed at how dirty his little animal isā
Panic strikes her now ā¦. She knows he would ā¦ she knows now that she will do anything he asks. He knows it to
He pulls the camera away from her face.
āNow you will service the masterā¦ riseā
Sandra rises to her feet
He walks over to the TV. and places the camera on it facing the couch. He then walks over to the couch and sits on it his empty beer bottle still in his hand. He places himself in front of the camera so as to get the perfect shot
Sandra stands still in the middle of the room, handcuffed and covered in beer and urine. She shivers and cries.
āCome now, ride the master like he knows you canā
She walks over to him obediently; she steps over his legs with her leg so as to be facing the camera and over him. She lowers herself slowly on to him till she feels the tip of his cock on her pussy
āNo animal …I want my holeā He says to her
Remembering what he said to her earlier she freezes
āNow animalā he says forcefully and slaps her ass
She slides her hips forward till she feels his rod on her tiny asshole still aching from the nightās events. She freezes in fear .He grabs her by the hair and pulls down. She collapses on top of him. She screams through the gag ball. Her legs shake uncontrollably the pain is unbearable. His massive cock rams into her tiny ass. Stretching it out till it almost rips. He begins to pump her ass from underneath she moans and cries. he pulls her hair to force her down ,she tries to get away shock and pain on her face her eyes wide, tears streaming down her face, drool pouring out from the holes in her gag ball all the away down on to his balls in long strings. He fucks her ass violently.
He stops and tells her ānow ride animal and ride good because we know what happens when you upset masterā
The pain is in every part of her body now but she obeys for fear of retribution. She rides the whole length of his shaft up and down dozen and dozens of times over. Her legs burn from the effort she feels his dick in her gut moving her organs around. Every now and again he slaps her ass or pulls her hair and says fasterā¦ she complies. Soon she uses her handcuffed hands on his abs to help her weakened legs. When will this be over she thinks to herself, she canāt take this anymore.
āFasterā he slaps her but she cannot comply
āFaster animalā he tugs hard on her hair bringing her down hard on his cock, drool pouring out of her mouth more and more her face covered in mascara and piss. She stops she canāt take anymore.
āI warned you āis all he says
He grabs her inner left thigh and pulls her legs open even more and he laughs as he jams the empty beer bottle in to her pussy three quarters in.
Sandra sees stars the shock and pain are too much she goes limp on top of him as he plows her. She looks like a rag doll on him
āDP is too much for you slave? He laughs. He nails her ass painfully with his rod. He reaches up and tears her piss soaked blouse off and grabs at her d cup breast. She gets a flash of how he used to fondle them. Heās fucking her ass so hard it feels like her tits are going to tear off.
Suddenly he pulls her off of him and places her on her knees before him. He grabs her in both hands and lowers his face to her
āAnimal, Master is pleased with youā
She fells a flood of relief ā¦ this might end soon .drool has made a mess of her. He stands again and begins to wipe his cock on her face. Quickly it is covered in spit
āAnimal has her own shit on her face ā
Sandra trembles with shame. Her ass throbs, the bottle stretching her hole
He reaches to his bag on the couch and pulls out a funny āUā shaped device
āThis is going to keep your mouth opened as big as possible.ā He says to her with a smile
He pulls out the gag ball she begins to plead āplease donāt ā¦ no more ā
He ignores her blabbering and forces the tool in to her mouth. Soon her mouth is stretch beyond its limits. Spit pours out like a faucet.
He stands up right and begins to slap her in the face with his dick ā¦.āRemember āhe tells herā itās all on tapeā
He slides his fat dick in her mouth she chokes and gags. He forces it all the way down into her throat. In and out she gags and spews spit from her mouth. He begins to fuck her face like fucked her ass .hard! He pulls her hair and fucks even harder
Sandra cannot breathe from the choking and gagging on cock her eyes water. Mascara pours down from her eyes. He looks down at her
āWhat a messā he laughs
He grabs her hair with both hands and forces his full length down her throat and holds it thereā¦. She begins to choke and gag and tries to pull away but to no avail. Her face pressed into his belly.
She pukes on to his balls. Vomit comes through her nose and out the sides of her mouth he holds his cock there she pukes again she is covered in it. On her legs on her tits her face is full… she passes out from asphyxiation.
She awakes to find she is on her back, the tool still in her mouth and the bottle still in her cunt. Heās is sitting on top of her fucking her large tits. Gripping them roughly, bruising them. She knows heās going to cum. Sheās seen this face before. He stops and leans forward till his cock is over her face.
āLook at me whore āis all he says as he reaches down with his free hand and grabs her eyelids and holds them open
Cum flies out of his cock onto her face in her mouth and hair and into her eyes. Squirt after squirt into her eyes. It burns and blinds her. She tastes its saltiness. She hears his grunts. He shakes his rod at her to make sure he dumps all his foulness on her.
He rises and walks over to get the camera. When he returns he films her from head to toe
āYou look like a circus freak. A bottle in your hole, covered in piss and puke, your ass torn to shreds and blinded by cumā
He pauses
āNow you are broken ā¦ we can begin to make a slave out of youā
The only thing she can think of as he drags her by her hair to the closet is
āYes masterā
He looks down at her on the floor in the closet and says to herā¦.
āThis is where animals sleepāā¦ā¦..
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A boy goes to a football game and is victimized by cheerleaders of the cross-town rival.
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My name is Ryan and I just finished up college, I was a bright, hardworking and had my whole life ahead of me.
Fantasy. Both are 13 years old. I reccomend reading part one.
Brandon left and returned again. This time he was holding a black thong with a pink, fuzzy border. He made me go into a closet and change into them. Once I came back, he started laughing. The underwear, since it belonged to his 11 year old sister, was very small on me. There wasnāt really a back, and they were so small that the cloth that was supposed to cover my ass was riding up my crack, leaving both cheeks completely visible. Brandon told me how pathetic I was, and how I would make a great girl.
Then he told me it was time for more spanking. I got on my hands and knees, begging him not to. I was nearly crying; I didnāt want him to give me another spanking. But he did anyway. Brandon threw me over his knee again and started slapping my ass with his bare hand. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! It hurt even more because there werenāt any clothes covering me because the panties were riding up my ass hole. It was just his bare hand meeting my bare butt. I started whining and tears were filling up in my eyes. Then, Brandon surprised me. He stopped smacking and gently rubbed my smooth ass.
āAwwww, did that hurt?ā, he asked. I was able to nod my head, still sniffling. I was happy that he was being nice now, but thenā¦SMACK! āWell you shouldnāt have been spying on me bitch. I donāt care what you want, youāre nothing. All youāre good for is sucking my cock.
He smacked my ass cheeks a few more times before throwing me off his lap and onto the ground. Then, while I was on all fours trying to recoverā¦SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The spankings made me fall to the floor, and now tears were rolling down my face as I lay on the ground with Brandon standing over me. He spit again, this time it sprayed all over my face.
“Alright, faggot, get up”, he said. He motioned me, so I crawled over on my hands and knees. I still had the tight black and pink fuzzy panties on. Brandon yelled stop, so I stopped crawling and looked up at him. He walked over to a drawer and pulled out handcuffs. They weren’t regular handcuffs, they were blue. Instead of metal, it was covered in soft fur. Brandon grabbed my hands and locked them behind my back. Then he threw me onto the ground. I was laying on my back and he stepped over me. He bent down like he was going to take a shit, spread his ass checks out, exposing his asshole to me.
“Lick it, bitch”, he said.
“You…uhh…want me to give you…a…uh…a rimjob?”, I managed to say.
“Yeah, dumbass”, Brandon replied. Apparently he was sick of waiting, because he threw his ass down and was sitting on my face. He forced me to stick my tongue out. My tongue entered his asshole, and his muscular cheeks were smothering the cheeks on my face. I got a good look at his rim because it was less than an inch from my face. To be honest, I didn’t hate the smell. It actually smelled pretty good, sort of like body wash. He must clean it whenever he’s in the shower. Brandon’s asshole wasn’t the same color as his tan skin. It was still tan, except a little darker and it got more pink deeper in his hole.
First I started licking around his asshole. I didn’t get much of a taste. My own face started to get covered in my saliva. My entire mouth was wet.
“Okay, slut. Stick your entire fucking tongue in now.”, Brandon said.
I did as I was told. I shoved me tongue into his asshole. I didn’t really have a choice, anyways, because Brandon’s ass was completely pressed against my face now. It didn’t really have a taste, but it was a little bit salty. I was snaking my tongue in and out of Brandon’s ass. It was soaking wet now from my salivia. My face was, too. It was so wet that my tongue just slipped in and out. I could tell Brandon liked it because he continued to press his bare ass against my face and started moaning and groaning again.
Brandon let out one, long, loud moan before getting up. As he got up, I saw his ass glisten from how wet my mouth had made it.
“Alright, princess. Time to suck my dick again.”, Brandon said.
He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to my knees. He thrusted his lips forward and his dick was right in front of my face. When I hesitated, he took me by the ears and started thrusting more, shoving his entire dick in my mouth. I started to gag because I wasn’t used to such a big thing in my mouth, but he just started face-fucking me even harder. Brandon turned my face and stuck his dick into my check. I could feel it poking into the side of my mouth, and then he turned my head back and continued to shove his cock in and out of my mouth. Just like last time, between his long and manly moans, he would say stuff like “oh, such a good little cocksucker” and “yeah, that’s a good boy”.
The entire time he was face-fucking me, Brandon’s balls were slapping against my face. I was amazed at how fast he could recover, because when they were hitting me in the face, I could tell that they were huge. I was afraid because I knew that his load would be huge. Brandon kept on shoving his dick into my mouth until his moans signaled that he was close to cumming. He shoved his cock into my mouth four more times (the entire shaft, all the way in, poking the back of my throat and making me gag) before he told me to get ready. Brandon shot his load into my mouth. It was so big that I couldn’t swallow it all and some of his sperm leaked from the sides of my mouth and dripped onto my chin, and chest.
“Oh yeahh bitch”, Brandon said. “how’d you like that? you want some more? here”, he continued, sticking his cum-covered dick in front of my face. Again, he made me lick it like a lollipop until he was completely clean. His load was so big that it got over his balls, too, so I had to suck on them one at a time to get all his sperm off.
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ā THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. āCall girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
It was a crappy night out, raining, cold, all and all miserable. The funny thing is, I wasn’t even supposed to be at the shop. It’s my garage, but I have a guy that runs the place for me, and I usually sit at home “managing” from a far. It’s a good life, I can’t complain.
I was sitting at the counter watching some of the Monday night football game. I was in the shop trying to get a bunch of paper work done, and I ended up staying late. Everybody else was gone and wouldn’t be back in till morning, and the game had already started, so I figured I’d stick around till half time, and then head home after that.
I was pretty pissed when I heard the knock on the window, I figured it was some idiot thinking I’d turn on the pumps so they could get some gas. I never would have answered the door but I knew they could see me behind the counter, since I’d forgot to drop the blind on the window like I should have.
When I got to the door I saw these two cute girls, all decked out in their high school cheerleading outfits, wearing those little white shoes, and the short skirts. The two must have been cold, they barely had anything on in the way of clothes, and the way it was raining, they looked like drowned rats, but cute little drowned rats.
I could feel the aching in my loins immediately as I opened the front door, hell, I thought I might get a blow job out of it at least.
“Thanks Mister, our car broke down and our cells don’t work out here.” I led the pair into the shop, making sure to close the blind so nobody else could see inside now.
“Do you think we could use your phone?”
“Well, what’s wrong with your car, want me to tow it in and see if I can do anything with it?” The two girls looked at each other, they were so cute, and the way the rain trickled down their foreheads, I could almost imagine their matted hair having been caused by a long fucking session, at least I wished it had.
Even under the little vest of their uniforms I could see they both had great bodies, young, lithe bodies. They both looked to be about 17 or 18.
“What are you doing out tonight, its horrible weather.” I had to make sure nobody knew where they were, or that they had called anybody yet about the car, my mind was already concocting plans.
“We had a football game in Ada, we drove instead of riding on the bus, and then on the way home, we must have turned down the wrong road, and, well we’re lost.” The girl was obviously a little scared. It only made my balls ache even more.
“What’s wrong with the car?”
“I don’t know, we were driving along, and then hit this big puddle, and it kind of died.”
“Hum. Where’s it at?”
“Well, it’s down this road,” she pointed to the west, “and then there is this sign with a big windmill on it, and we’re down the road there.”
“How the hell did you get on that road? It’s a dead end that leads to nowhere.” I had to do everything to cover up my smile, I knew exactly where they were talking about, and there wasn’t anything up the road, nobody would have driven past them and seen them there.”
“I don’t know, we turned down there thinking it was the way to the highway, then we’d got to the dead end, we were coming back and hit this huge pothole puddle thing, and then the car kind of died.” I could see the girl shivering as she recounted the story for me.
“Please mister, could you give us a tow and see if you could get it started.” She pulled out her wallet and flashed a couple credit cards.
“So nobody knows you’re out this way, and you said your phone doesn’t work?” It was probably a little bit risky to ask so explicitly, but I had to know, and my mind was racing with plans. Like I said, I’ve got a pretty good life, I’ve got the only shop for a 20 mile radius, I do lots of work on tractors and farm equipment, I’ve got other people to do the work, so I have a lot of free time. I’ve had the place for 15 years, inherited it from my dad when he passed, and now I’ve expanded it to a huge business, junk yard, little bit of a dealership, you know, man of all trades and hard work equals success kind of thing.
“No mister, we got lost. We were following the team bus, but in the rain and everything, we kind of lost them. Our phones don’t work out here.” I knew there wasn’t a cell phone tower for 50 miles, not many of the farmers had use for them so they were never built, to my great joy.
“We walked all the way here and didn’t see a soul. Mister, we’ve got 3 friends still sitting in the car, it’s cold out, could you please go pick them up? Please?” Though she was young, the girl obviously was well practiced in using the pouting look to get men to do things for her.
“My name is Pat.” I extended my hand.
“I’m Tara, and this is my friend Lisa.” Tara was probably 5’8″, she had long straight blonde hair, at least it would be straight again when it dried. The way she did all the talking, I kind of figured she was the captain of the squad, probably the most popular girl in school, and girl most jacked off to girl in classmate fantasies.
Lisa, the other girl, she wasn’t quite as tall, maybe 5’6″, her breasts seemed to be larger, the curve of her outfit at least gave that indication. Lisa’s hair was blonde too, but it looked to be via the hairdresser, and not natural.
“Hi, Tara, Lisa, I guess it’s your lucky night. I should have been out of here a couple hours ago, but I stayed late to do some paperwork, and boom, you come along. Let’s see what I can do for you.” I had them in my grasp, I could see the relief in their eyes, they actually thought they had been incredibly lucky, in a few hours, they’d know the truth, that I was the lucky one that night.
“You said you’ve got three friends in the car still?”
“Yeah. It’s cold out their.”
“Well, I can’t fit you all in the truck when I pick up the car, so do you mind staying here? Then I’ll bring them back and see what I can do about your vehicle?”
“Oh that would be great mister.”
“Here, why don’t you set all your bags behind the counter here and I’ll take you down into the lounge and you can warm up and relax. You can call your parents from there if you want.” I handed each of the girls a towel from the shelf. I made sure that they left all their stuff behind the desk, even though I knew their phones wouldn’t work here I didn’t want to take chances.
“Just follow me.” I led the girls through one of the “employee only” doors, then down into the pit, though they didn’t know it was the pit, at least not yet.
“Sorry about the dirt and grime, this is a working garage and the lounge is kind of hidden away.” I turned on as few lights as possible so they wouldn’t get too nervous. When I got them to the pit door, I knew I was set. “Just head into the lounge and I should be back in a few minutes with your friends.” I didn’t turn the lights on till they were well inside and I’d slammed the door shut. I could hear them screaming instantly when they saw their surroundings, I loved it. I knew they were seeing the inside of the oil pit, the car parked over head, and I knew they had to know what was happening now.
I rushed upstairs into the garage. The girls’ voices were shrill, and I could hear the fear clearly in their screams. I peered under the car, I could just barely see the two there. There was no way they could get out, the pit was a good 7′ deep, and there was a car parked over top, so as young and flexible as they might be, they weren’t getting out of there.
“Girl’s” I tried to address them, but they were screaming loud and couldn’t hear me. I let them wail for a few minutes more.
“Please mister, please, please, let us go, pleaseā¦” I didn’t bother to respond to their pleas, I just waited for them to go quiet. They continued to sob as I started speaking.
“Don’t worry girls, I’ll be back soon enough with your friends. I apologize that it’s kind of dirty down there, but let me take care of your car, get your friends in line, and then I’ll take you to a nice warm place, be patient. We’ll have a good time after that.”
“Pleaaaaasssseeee!” I could hear them crying out to me as I hopped in the rig and started off to pick up their friends. I guess it was a little cruel, but I turned off all the lights in the garage, only the florescent glow of the sign gave off any light at all. I can just imagine them huddling together. Hell, in a week or so, if everything goes right, I think I’ll have those to do more than just huddle together.
I couldn’t help but rub my dick as I drove to the spot where Tara said they broke down. Believe me, I’ve never done anything like this before. Oh, sure, I’ve got a blowjob or two from a grateful girl with a broken down car, hell, I fucked a couple, but I’ve never thought of doing anything like this. But the opportunity is just too damn good. I mean, five girls, five teenage cheerleaders at that, hell, how lucky can you get?
The car was right where I thought it would be. I didn’t bother to turn on the flashers, and I cut the headlights as quick as I could, no use drawing any attention to myself, even though I know nobody would see me. The road connected to one of Old man Patterson’s back fields, and there isn’t a house for a mile around, the girls had done a good job getting off the main road for me.
I had to knock on the window, the girls in the car were too afraid to get out on their own.
“Hi there, my name is Pat, Tara and Lisa sent me to pick you up and see if I could get your car running back at the shop.” I saw the ease flash over their eyes when I told them Tara and Lisa had sent me.
“Why don’t you three go hop in the truck, the heat is on, it’s probably a little more comfortable than the car. Just leave your bags in here though, there isn’t a lot of room in the cab, we’ll get to the station and straighten everything out there.” I love trusting kids. I was even more pleased that my three newest captives were equally as beautiful as the first two. I didn’t get names, but there was another blonde, one of those tall thin girls, probably 5’8″, and she was absolutely stunning, and seeing her, it was pretty damn hard covering up my erection. A whole world of ideas flashed through my mind when I watched her climb out of the car.
There was also a brunette. She was probably only about 5’2″, maybe 5’3″, though, when I get her into some high heels, she’ll definitely look pretty hot. I couldn’t tell for sure in the dark and the uniform, but she looked like she had big tits.
The third girl was a redhead, not fiery red hair mind you, it was more soft, almost a strawberry blonde, just the way I like them. She looked to be about 5’6″, and her body looked incredible, thin, decent breasts, long legs. I’d sure got lucky, whatever school they were from produced some hot cheerleaders.
I walked the girls up to the cab and helped them up. I don’t think they even minded that I touched their asses as I got them in.
“You can see if you can get something on the radio, you might be able to get a station, the two-way is down though.” It was only down because I’d disabled it, I didn’t want to give them any ideas at all to try and call for help.
It’s amazing how fast you can get something done when you’re dick is demanding you get the girls home. I got their car up on the flatbed in record time. I brought along a cover just in case. I knew I would dump the car in the junkyard tonight, then crush it tomorrow or the next day. I was already thinking about getting Jimāmy mangerāout to the house to help with the girls, hell, I might even offer him one of the girls for his own.
I hopped back into the cab, I didn’t even care if they saw the bulge in my pants at that point, though I don’t think they did.
“Hey girls, I think we’re all set. I think I can get your car fixed tonight and then get you on your way.” I popped the truck into gear and started off for the shop. I couldn’t wait to get back.
“So we weren’t properly introduced. Again, my name is Pat.” The brunette was pressed so close against me I could feel the heat of her body. I ‘accidentally’ grazed her thigh as I got the big truck up to speed on the highway. The blonde spoke first.
“My name is Monique.”
“I’m Emily.” I liked the strawberry blonde already, and I loved the name.
“I’m Jayme.” Taking a look now the brunette definitely had big knockers. It was hard to keep my mind on the road when I started thinking about what I could do to those tits.
“We should be back at the shop in a couple minutes.” I’d already decided I’d take the truck and their car into the back garage, we used it for storage mostly, but it would be the best place to unload. Once I closed the door there wouldn’t be anyplace for the girls to run, which was perfect.
I pulled the rig into the garage without incident. I’d decided I’d get them out of the truck and walk them over to the tool cage, it would be a good place to hold them till I got their car dumped in the junk yard.
“Girl’s, I’m going to drop you off here for the moment, see that cage over against the wall? There is a door inside that leads to a nice lounge, that’s where Tara and Lisa are. Then I’ll get your car up on the hoist and see what’s wrong with it. Okay?”
“Sure, that sounds good. Do you think we could call our parents to tell them what’s up?”
“Yeah, that’s not a problem, though I think Tara and Lisa said they were going to tell everybody where you were when they called home. There is a phone in the lounge, so you can call if you want anyway.” I helped the girls out of the cab, copping a feel just for the hell of it, though soon enough, I knew I’d be able to do whatever I want with them.
I led the girls over to the cage, I had to undo the padlock for them, I don’t think they suspected anything at all. I was such a gentlemen, letting them all go first, I don’t think they had a clue what was up till I slammed the door shut and put the padlock back on.
“Whaaaā¦” Monique couldn’t even finish her cry, it was classic. I think for the first time they realized that the cage was just that, 4 walls, and a fenced in ceiling, there was no door to a lounge anywhere.
“What are you doing, let us go. Where are Tara and Lisa???” The three girls were so cute in their little cheerleading outfits, I almost just wanted to stare at them for awhile, but already I was getting sick of their screaming. Jayme had hold of the fence and was trying to rip through it, but I knew she wasn’t going to get anyplace.
“Let me take care of your car, then a little later we’ll head off to my house for a good time.” I knew it would make them scream more, but it was kind of fun. I liked making them even more scared, and I still had a lot to take care of before I could get them home for the real events I planned.
I hopped in the cab and started backing the rig out of the garage. My mind was racing. I already knew where I’d keep the girls till I got things really fixed up. I’d bought my house a number of years ago, the place was huge, and in the basement the previous owners had run a dog breeding business. There were still like 10 kennels down there, and a bunch of dog cages used for transport. I’m so glad now I’d procrastinated on getting rid of the crap. I’d been meaning to do it for years, but now, it turned out to be the perfect spot to keep them until I got the basement finished up just like I dreamed of. I think there are even some dog whips and leashes down there. I’ll probably have to do some shopping on the net for all the other toys I’d love to use on the girls, but I think I’ll have enough to keep them occupied for awhile.
I took their car out to the back part of the junkyard, really it’s not even the junkyard, it’s this fenced in area out by the trees. Nobody ever goes out there, and with the cover on, I should have a couple days easy to crush the thing.
After I dumped the car off and locked the fence up again, I drove back into the front garage and parked. I’d pulled all the girls’ crap out of their car already, I knew I’d probably have to have a good old bonfire one of these nights.
I heard Tara and Lisa screaming in the pit as I moved their stuff from under the counter.
“I’ll be right with you girls. I picked up your friends. They’re doing fine, they’re out in a cage on the back lot.”
I walked into the office and got a huge duffle bag, I dumped all the girls’ stuff in and then put it in my truck. It was going to be a tight fit in the cab, even though I had a quad cab. Hell, then I realized I might as well put the girls in the bed, I’ve got a cover, maybe the cold would get them a little more in the mood to behave when I get them home?
I went into the shop and grabbed a handful of nylon ties, they’d be good to bind the girls’ wrists with.
“Hey Tara, Lisa, it’s almost time to take you to my place.” I could hear them blubbering in the pit. It was kind of fun to make them scared. I almost couldn’t believe I was doing this, it’s not like I’d planned it or anything, but when 5 beautiful teenage cheerleaders fall into your lap so perfectly, what else can you do? Serendipity, you’ve got to love it.
I went out to my truck and laid an old sleeping bag in the bed. I had the nylon ties and I grabbed some duct tape to gag the girls’ mouths’ with. I’d already got all their possessions in the truck and hidden their car, I didn’t have to worry about security tapes or anything like that. There are some nice things about living in a small town, crime isn’t really a problem so we’d never bothered to invest in cameras, or anything like that at the shop. Well, crime was low, with the exception of me and 5 kidnapped girls now.
I put my head under the car that covered the pit. I could hear Tara and Lisa balling, they tried to beg me to let them go, but I had no desire to listen.
“Girl’s, it’s time to head home. We’re just going to have a little fun, and then everything will be all right.” I lied, but it doesn’t really matter. “I’m going to open the door to the pit, I want you, Tara, to come out first. Don’t think about doing anything stupid, just behave and everything will be all right. I want you to walk to me, I’m going to put a nylon strap around your wrists and then gag you with a bit of tape. After that, when I call for you, Lisa, I want you to come out and I’ll bind you too.” I listened to them sob, it was joy to my ears.
“Have you girls ever heard of a tazer?” I paused, letting them think about what I said.
“One of the farmers left one here at the shop a time ago, it’s for use on cattle. If you get any ideas, well, I’ll have to use it on you, and I don’t think either of you would like that.” I held the cattle prod over the pit and pushed the rubber button, a glorious blue arc of electricity shot from the points of the prod. I don’t know if I’d really have the heart to use it on one of the girls, but I think the threat was all they needed.
I went down to the pit and opened the door slowly.
“Tara, I want you to come through the door, walk towards my voice, keep your hands up behind your neck. Understand?” I could hear her sniffle out a response. I saw her shadowy figure move down the narrow hall from the pit. When she reached the stairwell I had her get to her knees. I was a little disappointed she didn’t fight more as I pulled her hands into the small of her back and zipped off one of the nylon ties, I pulled it tight, I’m sure it hurt, but I didn’t want her going anyplace. She tried to beg me to let her go before I put the tape over her mouth, but I really didn’t feel like listening. With my hand up under her elbow I moved her up the stairway and left her at the top of the steps.
“Lisa, it’s your turn. Be a good girl like Tara and everything will be all right.” I saw Lisa emerge from the pit door. My dick was aching. I thought I might cream my shorts, but I managed to get Lisa bound and gagged without making a real mess.
Once I had the two at the top of the steps it was easy. I had the truck parked just out the back door where there were no lights. I picked up each girl and tossed her onto the rolled out sleeping bag. Before closing the lid on the bed I decided to put a nylon tie around each of the girl’s ankles.
I could barely see them in the dark, but I loved the gentle, desperate mewing I heard. I shut the cover on the bed and drove into the back garage, ready to pick up my three passengers from the cage.
I was damn near ready to blow with anticipation by the time I got to the back garage. I couldn’t stop thinking about the two girls lying in the back of my truck. God they looked so cute in their little cheerleading outfits. I was having a hard time deciding which girl I was going to take first. I planned to take all of them in turn, and I hoped at least a couple were virgins still, but who knows anymore? If nothing else I’m sure none of them had been taken anally yet, and I can just imagine how tight their asses are. Oh I can’t wait to hear them scream as I force my prick up their cute little butts.
The three girls in the cage were yelling when I pulled the truck in. I didn’t even try to cover up my erection when I started toward them.
“What are you doing? What are you doing? Let us go, please!” Jayme’s scream echoed through the large back garage. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face as I moved towards them.
“Girls, girls, I know you can’t wait, but it’s only going to be a few minutes more.” I held the cattle prod up for all of them to see.
“Do you know what a cattle prod is?” I pushed the button and the spark arced from the two points.
“I want you all to get on your knees and put your hands up behind your head. I’m going to come in there and put a nylon strap around your wrists. Don’t think about doing anything heroic, otherwise you’ll get to feel this prod, and from what I’ve heard, it’s not too pleasant an experience.” I stood outside the cage waiting for the girls to put their hands up behind their heads. They were all sobbing, I loved the way their bodies shuddered. Monique was the first to obey, she hesitantly put her hands up behind her head, her gaze was locked on me the whole time. I knew then, looking into those big hazel eyes, she was going to share my bed tonight.
“Come on girls, be good like Monique and put your hands behind your head.” When I pushed the button on the prod again, the other two girls moved their hands up behind their necks.
“Good girls. Now sit still and we’ll get you home.” I failed to mention it was my home, though I think they were getting the idea now.
They were all sobbing hysterically as I unlocked the door to the cage and walked in. Even if they fought, I knew I could overpower them. I’m not the smallest guy in the world. Yeah, I’m a little out of shape, but not too bad. I’m 6’1″ and 250, I know what you’re thinking, 250, that’s more than a little out of shape? Well, put it this way, I used to be big into weightlifting, and I still put up my fair share, so it’s not like its all fat, and I know I could take all three girls if I needed to, but I didn’t think it would come to that. Not the way their bodies trembled, and not based on the volume of their cries, they sounded too desperate to put up that much of a fight.
I grabbed for Jayme’s wrists and pulled them into the small of her back, the nylon band went easily around her tiny wrists and I cinched the plastic tight.
“Pleeeaaaasseee.” She could barely stutter out the words. I tore off a piece of duct tape and sealed it over her mouth, I enjoyed the break from her cries. I rubbed her long hair and bent down to whisper in her ear.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun princess, just relax.”
I had hold of Emily’s wrists, I put the nylon band on, pulling it tight so there was no way she could get out. Her lips were trembling, and the tears streaked down her cheeks as I put the tape over her mouth.
Monique’s whole body shook as I put the plastic around her wrists. I reached around her and cupped her breasts through the cheerleading outfit, they weren’t huge, but even through the fabric I could tell they were perfectly formed, and so young and taut. I pressed my hips into her back. I could hear her whimper louder as my hard cock touched her body. I cut another piece of tape and pressed it tight over her mouth.
“It’s time for you to meet up with Tara and Lisa again, they’re in the back of the truck.” I helped Monique from her knees and started leading her out of the cage toward my truck. I let the tailgate down, then lifted up the cover on the bed. After the initial period of squinting against the lights, I loved the look of shock on Tara and Lisa’s face as they saw Monique there, the tape over her mouth and her hands bound behind her back.
“I told you I’d go pick up your friends, I’ll get Jayme and Emily in a second.” I put my hand up between Monique’s legs, I could feel the gentle bulge of her sex as I lifted her up into the bed. I helped her into position next to Lisa.
Stepping back, I loved the way the three looked laid out in the back of the truck. I wrapped a tie around Monique’s ankles so she couldn’t hope of getting away. I loved the way their bodies twitched uncontrollably in fear.
“Let me go get your friends and we’ll get out of here.” I hopped off the tailgate and went to get Jayme and Emily. They were still on their knees, their big eyes followed my every move. I helped them up and held their elbows tight, I pushed them towards the truck, my dick was about to explode. I was tempted as hell to just take one of them there, to drop those cute little panties and ram home, but even though I knew nobody would come in, I thought it wiser to get them to my house, then I could have all my fun in the privacy of my own place.
It was kind of a tight fit to get all 5 girls into the back of the bed. I’d debated whether I should put a blanket over them or let them feel the chill of the night air, in the end I decided to keep them a little warm, I tossed an old blanket over top of the three writhing girls.
I stood there looking down on them.
“Don’t worry girls, we should be home in about 10 minutes. Believe me, I can’t wait.” I couldn’t stop smiling. My brain was racing, all the things I’d ever fantasized about, now I was going to make it happen. I’d experimented a little with BDSM, I had a few girlfriends over the years that liked to be tied up, but it was all a game, they didn’t really get into it the way I’d wanted too, that was all going to change now. I had five slaves to do with as I pleased.
I shut the lid on the bed of the truck and slammed the tailgate shut. I couldn’t wait to get home.
I went through the shop one more time. I made sure that there were no sign that would make the girls’ presence known. I took a look at the pit to make sure there was nothing on the floor, or that they wrote notes on the walls. It took awhile, I thought my dick was going to explode, but I just wanted to make sure. When I finally climbed up in the cab I was dying. I couldn’t even stroke myself through my pants, I knew if I did I’d cream my shorts, and I wanted to save all my cum for my new prizes.
The ride home was terrible. I wished the miles would melt away, it felt like I was high, there was so much excitement and adrenaline running through my body I almost felt sick. When I finally pulled my truck into the garage I had to just sit there for a second, I couldn’t believe what I’d done, I’d kidnapped 5 girls, and soon, I was going to rape them all and keep them as my slaves. I should have felt guilty, but you know, I didn’t.
When I got out of the truck I thought about getting the girls right then, but instead I went into the house. My two dogs were on me the moment I got through the door. I suppose they were a little anxious, I was a couple hours late feeding them. They were good boys, two big black labs. I’d got them both as puppies, and now, at 2 and a half they each weighed over 110lbs. Spike was the alpha dog between the two, and Shadow followed along obediently wherever he went.
I didn’t bother trying to make anything up for them. I’d grilled up a couple steaks the night before for myself, I figured what the hell, I’d treat the boys to that, and then I could get my dick in Monique a lot sooner, since I’d decided on her. There was just something about her, the way she moved. There was an endearing nervousness that turned me on, I can’t explain it.
After I’d dealt with the dogs it was off to my new prizes. I loved the way the five pairs of eyes followed my every move. With their hands and legs bound I had to slide the girls out one by one from the truck. First I put Tara over my shoulder and carried her down into the basement. I could hear her trying to beg, but the tape did an effective job of muffling anything she tried to say.
I carried Tara down the stairs, and then took her off into the unfinished side of the basement. I had a good 1500 sq ft of space, I’d debated for years what to do with it, but now it was perfect, I knew I was going to build my own dungeon to keep my pets.
I set Tara down on the floor. At first I was going to put her in one of the cages, but then I decided that the girls probably needed to use the bathroom.
“Now Tara, don’t think about doing anything stupid, if you girls behave, you’ll be all right. Do you understand?” The terrified girl nodded her head.
“I’m going to put you in the bathroom and then get your friends. I’m going to untie you, be smart, don’t do anything stupid.” I cut the nylon bands on her wrists and ankles. There was a bathroom on the unfinished side of the basement, obviously the previous owners had planned to finish off the apace, but never got around to it, just like me.
I shut the door and left Tara inside. I was able to make sure she couldn’t get out by wedging the door shut. Only three more to goā¦
I was pretty damn tired by the time I got Jayme, Lisa and Emily into the basement. I left them all locked in the bathroom when I went to get Monique. I’m sure the later arriving girls might have liked some privacy when they used the toilet, but I wanted to get them all used to having no more rights but what I gave them.
Unlike the other girls I got Monique out of the truck and carried her into my bedroom. The dogs were barking and yelping at her as I carried her into my room, but they meant no harm. I laid Monique down on the bed and then got the dogs out. Seeing her there, bound as she was, I desperately wanted to fuck her, but I had to take care of the other girls first.
I grabbed the sleeping bag and blanket from the truck and carried it down into the basement. I was pleased to see that none of the girls had taken the tape from their mouths when I left them alone in the bathroom.
“Did you all take care of your business?” I could see the tears streaming down their cheeks.
“Come on.” I stood back and pointed the girls toward one of the kennels, they were for pretty big dogs, so they were about 6′ tall, maybe 6-7′ deep, and about 5′ wide. I knew the chain link was connected well, it could handle 150lb danes beating against it, and I knew it could handle my new pets too.
I tossed the blanket and sleeping bag into the cage in preparation for the girls.
“Go on, get in there.” I could hear them sobbing louder as they got in the cage.
“I’ll bring you down some water and something to eat in a few. You can take off the tape, though I don’t want to hear any of your bitching.” There was a part of me, something deep down that made me feel bad about taking the girls, but with the aching in my balls, I knew my guilty conscience wasn’t going to win out.
I filled a couple gallon jugs full of water, then grabbed a bunch of granola bars and some apples for the girls. I knew they’d be fine until morning. The sleeping bag and blanket were big, I knew they’d have to huddle together, but that kind of turned me on anyway.
Tara started to say something when I dropped off the food and water, but I only had to put my finger to my lip and she shut up.
“Have a good night sleep girls. I’ll check on you in the morning, then we can get to know each other a lot better.” I left one of the lights on across the way, I thought it would be a little too cruel to leave them completely in the dark. I made up a little dinner for myself and Monique. Nothing flashy, just some chicken and a salad, though I am a pretty damn good cook this was something just to tide us over.
Monique started whimpering when I walked in the door. I set the tray of food next to her on the bed, but I wasn’t going to release her hands just yet. I lay next to her, I got close, I could feel her try to wiggle away, but there wasn’t much she could do.
“So, are you hungry?” I could see her nod ever so slightly, her eyes were wide and locked on me. I ripped the tape from her mouth, she wailed out when I did, twisting her head side to side from the pain. She started to say something, but I silenced her immediately.
“You will do as I say, without hesitation. You won’t speak unless I tell you to, and you won’t do anything unless I tell you to. If you behave, I’ll treat you well.” She started to cry as I grabbed her breast, I softly massaged her mound through the fabric.
“Do you want something to eat?” She nodded. I grabbed a couple pillows and propped her up.
I took a forkful of salad and brought it to her lips, I gave her a bite, then one to myself. “When I have you trained, you’ll feed me.” I gave her a shot of juice, she drank it down greedily.
I enjoyed having control over her, even if it was just feeding her. I slid my hand up under her short skirt and ran my fingers over the bulge of her pussy. I didn’t slide my hand inside her clothes, not yet at least. I knew that after I fed her I wanted to make her strip for me. I’d already formulated at least some of my plan. I loved the way I could feel her muscles tense as I moved my hand over her skin.
When we’d finished the salad, I rolled Monique over onto her belly. I cut the straps from her wrists and ankles, though she didn’t try to even move when she was free.
“Get up, go use the bathroom, you’ve got 20 minutes. Don’t think about doing anything stupid, got it?” I grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and lifted her head up so she was looking me in the eyes.
Understand?” Terrified she nodded.
“Good, get into the bathroom, make yourself look good.” It didn’t matter, she was naturally beautiful, and the fear, that was what had me so horny I couldn’t even stand it.
The time seemed to pass so slow, I stared at the clock for about five minutes, but it felt like time was moving backwards. Finally I started cleaning up the place, I locked the phone in the end table, and hid away anything that my new pet could use to escape. I still had a lot of work before I could do the things I wanted to with my slaves in the house, but I’d have fun tonight, that’s for sure.
I could hear her crying when I knocked at the bathroom door.
“Time to earn your keep baby.” It was a little crude to say, but I was desperate, I couldn’t wait anymore. I opened the door, Monique was cowering in the corner of the bathroom.
I’d already taken the liberty of stripping, and I loved the way her eyes focused on my prominent erection.
“Get out here slut.” I motioned her toward me with my finger. The girl’s whole body shuddered as she got to her feet. I thought she’d collapse to the ground the way her knees buckled.
I sat on the edge of the bed and took in the glorious sight of my new pet. I pointed to the floor in front of me.
“Strip for me cunt.” Monique’s hands shook so bad I didn’t know if she’d be able to manage the act of stripping, but I was going to eat up her struggles.
“Pllleeeeasssse Mister.” I think she was surprised how fast I moved, I was up and slapped her hard across the face before she even knew what happened. I grabbed a handful of her beautiful blonde hair and arched her head back so I loomed over her.
“I said strip for me slut. Don’t ever talk back to me. If you don’t strip, I’ll do it for you, and I’ll tell you this, you’ll wish you’d obeyed me.” I let go of her hair and sat back on the edge of the bed. My heart was beating so fast, the adrenaline was flooding through my bloodstream. I can’t explain the feeling, but I loved it. My prick throbbed in pure excitement.
Monique was crying as she started pulling down the zipper on her little cheerleading vest. What makeup she had left streaked down her cheeks. Part of me wished I had a camera set up, but the truth is I don’t think I’d ever forget the image of her there.
Monique twisted her body out of the little vest. She pulled her skin tight shirt out of the band of her waist. I could tell she had nice breasts, nothing huge, but definitely nice, and firm.
Her stomach rippled in convulsions as she lifted the shirt up over her head. She tried to cross her arms over her sports bra, but I could already tell by what I saw, that I was going to have a great time with this girl.
I needed only to point at her little skirt to get her moving again after she’d hesitated, she undid the clasp and let the fabric fall around her ankles, leaving her standing there in her little blue outer panties.
“Come on, get it off!” Monique tried to delay all she could, but even she knew it was inevitable. She slid the outer panties over her hips till she was standing there in only her bra, and her cute sport panties.
I shifted my body as if I was going to stand, Monique yelped and jumped back a few inches. Before I had to say anything, she started lifting her bra over her head. She tried to hold it over her chest for an instant, but then thought better of it and let it fall to the floor.
I couldn’t help but smile, I’m sure it made her all the more nervous, but I didn’t care, I just knew I needed my cock in her mouth before I shot my load on the floor.
Monique’s hands trembled so bad I didn’t think she’d be able to get her panties to the floor, but she inched it down her thighs. When I saw her smooth, shaved mound I was in heaven. She jerked away as I got to my feet and moved toward her.
“On your knees!” I grabbed her by the neck and forced her to the floor. “Suck my dick slut!” I forced the head of my cock to her lips. I grabbed a clump of her hair in my hands and twisted till she screamed. “I said suck my cock cunt!”
I almost blew as I forced my prick in between her tight moist lips. I heard her gag as I forced all 8″ of my dick down her throat. I felt her tongue moving over the bottom of my shaft involuntarily as she struggled for breath. I clamped my hands on the back of her head and held her on me till I thought she was going to pass out.
I only pulled out for an instant, long enough for her to gasp for breath before I slammed my hips forward and made her swallow me again. I knew I wasn’t going to last long, but I wanted to get a couple good thrusts in before I blew in her mouth. I felt her hands at my hips trying to push me away, but with the urgency I felt to cum, nothing was going to keep me from having my prick deep in her sweet little mouth.
I felt it deep in my loins. I’ve never felt my balls contract like that. I felt the cum shoot from my dick, and it kept coming, my balls pulsed and shot a huge load deep in Monique’s throat. I could hear her gagging as I held the back of her head tight, forcing her to take my whole length in her mouth. I didn’t think it would ever stop, my balls jerked and squeezed more cum out, I bellowed out in a primal roar. I kept cumming so much it hurt.
After what seemed like an eternity I knew I’d spent my load. I looked down at my new prize as I eased my rampant cock from her mouth. I could see the cum seeping around her lips, and she started to cough up my seed.
“Swallow it slut, swallow it!” I arched her head back as she gasped for breath. “Swallow it down cunt!” I saw her big hazel eyes looking up at me, pleading, begging me to stop, but there was something animal in my need to see her drink all my sperm down.
I let go of Monique’s hair and let her collapse to the floor after she’d desperately swallowed all my cum. She lay in a heap sobbing as I went to the bathroom to get a drink of water. My balls still tingled.
Monique was still lying on the floor, in the midst of her cute little outfit, when I came back into the bedroom. I had to lift her off the ground and onto the bed.
“Get on your knees!” Monique pushed her ass into the air and got to her knees. I grabbed for her wrists and pulled them back to her ankles, spreading her legs wider I duct taped her wrists to her ankles, her face was forced down into the mattress. I pulled off her shoes and socks and left her like that. I loved the way her hair cascaded over her head and spread out on the bed.
I laid down on the bed next to Monique’s head, she turned to face me, I could see the tears streaming down her cheeks. I pushed the hair out of her face.
“How’d you like that slut? Have you ever given a blow job before?” I saw her nod in abject humiliation. “Tell me, do you like the taste of cum?” I watched her close her eyes and stutter out the word no.
“Well, you’d better get used to it.” I reached up under her body and pinched her nipple between my fingers.
“Have you ever had vaginal sex Monique?” When I heard her sobbing I knew the answer was no, and she knew I was going to pop her cherry soon.
“How about masturbation?” I didn’t hear her response, but I didn’t much care.
“Well, I’m going to make you cum Monique, you’ve been a good girl.” I got up from the bed and walked to my dresser. I’ve always loved seeing women orgasm, so one of the toys I’d picked up over the years was a Magic Wand vibrator.
Monique did what she could to watch me after I plugged in the vibrator. I had the G-Spot attachment too, but I didn’t think I’d need it, not tonight at least.
I heard her whimpering when I flipped the switch and the vibrator started going. I heard her squeak as I pressed the head of the vibrator into the folds of her sex.
“How do you like that?” I saw Monique’s legs start to shudder as I moved the head of the vibrator up and down over her sex, her whole body convulsed when I touched the vibrator to her clit.
“Pleaseā¦stopā¦pleaseā¦” I didn’t listen to her words, I pressed the head against her clit and gently spread her labia with my fingers. I moved my fingers over her sensitive flesh, I could already feel the moisture spreading from her pussy.
I flipped the switch on the vibrator to high and pushed it harder against Monique’s clit, I could hear her cries growing louder.
“That’s it slut.” I got between her legs and let my tongue dart into her sex. I licked her, spreading her young flesh wide, tasting the pink as I held the vibrator to her clit.
Monique’s legs started to shake, I could see her tits jiggling. I loved the mixture of want, and disgust in her movements. I could see her hips gyrating, pushing back onto my tongue, rubbing against the vibrator’s head as she cried out, begging me to stop.
I forced a finger into her pussy, not deep, just enough to tease her body.
“That’s it cunt, fuck me, fuck my finger.” I could hear her start to pant, her nipples were hard and I pushed the head of the vibrator against her breast, she involuntarily groaned.
I slid my finger from Monique’s snatch, it was wet with her juices. I forced my mouth over her pussy and started delving my tongue into her body and over her clit.
I could hear her moaning louder. With my hands free I reached up under her body and grasped her breasts, I twisted and molded her flesh in my hands, driving her on.
“That’s it slut, cum for me!” I sucked on her clit, nibbling on the hard little bud with my teeth. I could feel her hips moving, I knew she was about to cum. I swabbed my tongue over her labia, pushing her to the edge, I wanted to hear her scream out.
“STOP, STOP, Please, stop!!!” I could hear the desperation in her voice, but that only drove me on further. I could hear her panting, her cries were like the screech of an animal, the muscles of her thighs convulsed as she arched her head up and screamed.
I bit down on her clit, not hard enough to do damage, but enough so she could feel it.
“Cum for me slut, cum for me!” Monique wailed, her whole body trembled, I could see her leg muscles spasmingā¦
I didn’t even wait for her body to stop reacting. I pushed the vibrator against her clit again.
“God no, please, please, stop, please!!!” I know her pleas were sincere, but I wanted to make her cum again.
“Come on slut, I’m going to make you cum again.” I milked Monique’s breast, squeezing it like an udder as I moved the vibrator up and down over her labia. Her nipples were hard, and I loved the way they felt as I pinched them, making her scream in pain.
“Cum for me cunt.” I let go of her tit and forced my finger into her pussy, not deep, but enough to make her moan. Her body was covered in a sheen of perspiration, it was gorgeous. I loved the way her tight little pussy throbbed under my touch, contracting, squeezing me. The vibrator buzzed against her clit and I knew she was about to cum again.
With my finger in her pussy and the vibrator on her clit I moved my tongue over her engorged labia. She tried to jerk away but there was nothing she could do. I could hear her panting, gasping for breath as she was about to orgasm again.
“Please, please, pleaseā¦” I drove my tongue between her labia while I pinched her clit hard. I still had the vibrator forced against her body.
I’ve never seen a girl’s body react like hers did to an orgasm, Monique screamed as her legs bucked, I thought she’d fall off the bed the way they contracted so hard. I could hear the duct tape making little cracking sounds as every muscle in her body convulsed.
“That’s it slut, cum for me, cum for me!” I ran the vibrator up and down over the length of her sex, with particular attention to her clit. She screamed like mad, I could tell there was a part, deep down, that liked it.
Monique was still moaning when I got off the bed, I hurried to the closet and pulled out a leather belt. It was an old and well worn belt, but I knew it would do the job. It was a good inch and a half wide and I doubled it over so I’d have better control.
I don’t even know if Monique saw me approaching, her body was writhing, I could see her forcing her chest down, rubbing her nipples against the bed spread. I don’t know if she even heard the swish through the air, but I know she felt it when the leather struck her engorged labia. I would have loved to see her eyes go wide when she felt the bite of the belt, but I was too busy bringing it down again, almost in the exact spot as before. I heard her high pitched scream echo through the room as I kept bringing the belt down on her body, I didn’t want to whip her too much, I just wanted Monique to feel the bite of the leather on her hypersensitive flesh. The sound of the belt on her skin was pushing me over the edge, I wanted to beat her more with the belt, but I couldn’t hold out much longer.
I rolled Monique over onto her back. The way her wrists were taped to her ankles it spread her legs nicely. I brought the belt down on her tits a few times, I caught her hard little clit dead on with the belt, raising desperate screams.
I tossed the belt aside and climbed on Monique’s body, my dick was hard and I was ready to blow again. She was still wailing in pain from the belt when I slammed my prick into her virgin cunt. I could feel her stomach muscles contract under mine. I drove my dick all the way inside her, till I felt my balls slap against her ass. I loved the way I could feel her thighs against my hips. I grabbed for her hair and clamped my mouth down on hers. There was nothing she could do, I slammed into her again and again, I couldn’t help it, I wanted to hurt her as I fucked her. I knew she’d remember her first time forever.
I knew I was about to cum so I buried my prick full in her pussy. I felt the sperm flood her, my balls contracted, it was almost painful as I pumped her full of my cum, though I can’t tell you how good it felt. I could feel her breasts crushed against my chest, I could feel her body shudder as she sobbed.
I don’t know how long I laid there on top of her, my dick still hard and buried in the soft warmth of her pussy. I whispered into her ear.
“God you’ve got some kind of tight pussy. We’re going to have a good time.” I rolled off Monique. I ran my hand over her belly, and over her pussy, my semen dribbled out of her little cunt. Her hair was disheveled, her body was covered in sweat, makeup was streaked over her face, and I could still see her little pussy throbbing and twitching. The red marks where I’d laid the belt down on her tits were still visible.
With a knife and cut Monique’s wrists and ankles free. Her legs flopped down on the bed, splayed wide.
I ran my fingers over her swollen sex, I could hear her moan as I slid my finger into her pussy.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun babe. I’m going to fuck that pussy of yours everyday, and I’m going to make you masturbate for me, I love seeing you cum.” I couldn’t wait to get on the net and drop a couple thousand dollars on sex toys and bondage gear, but I’d wait till the next day for that.
“Get up, go into the bathroom, clean up, take a shower if you want, then we’ll go to bed.” I ran my hand over the inside of her thighs. “Do you want anything more to eat, or drink?” She seemed to disenheartened to react much, but I saw her nod softly no.
“Go, get in the bathroom!” I loved the way she moved. Even with the pain and humiliation she felt, she had a certain grace in her movements. She had the most beautiful legs, long, thin, gorgeous!
I went down and got a glass of water and some snacks, I needed to take care of my girl. When I got back up into my room, I could hear the shower running, I was pretty sure I could hear her crying.
I felt a little tingle in my balls when thought about the girls down in the basement. I wondered if any of them had got to sleep yet? Really, it didn’t matter, the longer they stayed up, the more ready they were going to be when I started in on them. I still couldn’t believe it was all happening. When I woke up this morning, I never would have thought, hell, dreamed, that these 5 gorgeous teens would enter my life.
I heard the shower stop running, I couldn’t wait for my girl to get out of the bathroom. I didn’t have any more plans for her tonight, just to get some sleep, but I couldn’t wait to get her in the bed next to me.
After about 5 minutes I started to get impatient.
“Hey slut, hurry up, get your ass out here!” I heard her sob just a little louder, then I heard the door open. I was already on the bed, I had the sheets pulled back waiting for her.
“God you’re a beautiful little whore.” Monique had her hands crossed over her chest, and the palm of her hand trying to cover up her sex.
“No slut, arms at your side, never try to cover yourself from me, do you understand?” She nodded, a resigned, hopeless nod. Her hair was still wet from the shower, her nipples were hard and her breasts were absolutely gorgeous.
“Come here, get in bed.” I motioned her over to me.
“Pleaseā¦” I put my finger to my lip and she went silent. Instinctively she tried to cover herself again, but then I could tell she remembered and dropped her hands to her sides.
“Good girl.” She sat on the edge of the bed. I grabbed for her elbow and pulled her onto the bed. She yelped as I twisted her arm, but I got her on her back.
“Give me your wrists!” She looked up to me with her wide hazel eyes.
“Relax I just need to tie your wrists and ankles, then we can go to bed.” I took her wrists in my hand, I could easily hold them in one palm, I looped rope around one wrist, then pulled it around her other wrist, snugging them together so she couldn’t get away. I didn’t pull it too tight, just enough so it wouldn’t come lose.
“Pick up your legsā¦” I could have crawled to the foot of the bed, but I wanted to see how flexible she was. Monique kicked up her legs until they were perpendicular to her body, I grabbed the back of her thighs and forced her legs down till her knees touched her breasts.
“Hold your legs like that.” I looped more rope around her ankles till I knew she wouldn’t be able to work it free.
“You can put them down.” I lay down next to her, I could feel Monique try to move away.
“Don’t move away from me, ever, I own you now. Let’s get some sleep.” I pulled the covers up over top of us. I could feel her body shaking as I put my arm over top of her breasts. I whispered in her ear.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun together Monique, just behave, and I’ll treat you right.” I flipped the lights off and closed my eyes resting my head on her shoulder. I could feel her heart beating, I knew she was uncomfortable with me holding her, but I didn’t care. My mind was filled with all the things I needed to do. I needed to get the house in order and ready for my new cadre of slaves. I couldn’t wait to get online and buy all the toys I was going to need. I could feel my dick getting hard and bulging against Monique’s thigh as I faded off to sleep easily.
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[b]Julie scoured her flat for food, some baked beans a bit of mouldy cheese and some hard looking bread. She knew she could ring her dad and he would give her some money but he would demand that she should come and work for him. She enjoyed what she did her first year as a secondary teacher in a tough London borough. She could hear his voice echo a waste of a private education and three years at Oxford to work with a load of hooligans.
He would have been even more insistent if he had known that she was the object of most of the boyās wet dreams. Hardly surprising that with her long shapely legs, her slim figure and firm breasts. She had long blonde hair pale blue eyes and a very pretty face.
She was regretting the three drinks she had had at the pub on an empty stomach with Ian smiling at her reminding her about the bet they had.
She opened the door. Wayne stood there, the subject of the bet. He was only twelve years old but taller than her, well over six-foot and broad with it and very black. A good-looking boy he was going to be a real heart breaker she decided when heās older. Surprised to see him nevertheless as he was dripping wet she let him in.
āCome in.ā
She hadnāt seen Wayne in four weeks now. He had been transferred to her form group after an incident with a couple of girls in his previous form. According to the head of year
Wayne had an incredibly high IQ but was a real underachiever due to his non-attendance. That was what the bet was about two hundred pounds that she could get him to attend at least sixty percent of the time.
She hadnāt seen him but he had followed her got to know her every habit. He was obsessed by her. She was a cock tease. He recalled the last time he had seen her he had watched her playing chess against him and the other boys in her chess club. She licked her lips and played with her long blonde hair. He knew enough about body language to know flirting when he saw it.
If that was not enough her blouse had three buttons undone and as she leaned forward to move her pieces you could see the first rise of her breasts her pretty white bra exposed. He watched her less affected by her gestures at least on the surface. She sat opposite him he had played well the game was balanced nicely. She made her move and then sat back another button undone. He could not believe it nor could he take his eyes off her breasts. He could make out her nipples clearly.
He made a poor move distracted by the lovely teacher in front of him. He concentrated as hard as he could on his next move. She returned made her move quickly. Dam he thought she had redone her button.
He looked at the board then back to her she smiled at him. Unbelievably her button was once more undone her nipples erect. She leant forward apparently studying the board but affording him an even better view of her tits. He had lost concentration completely and made his second mistake. Two moves later he had lost but even so he had lasted longer than anyone else.
He knew her Friday routine a trip to the pub. Three or four drinks a slightly wobbly walk back. She was a woman who was not used to drink. Well she would be sorry.
He sat down opposite her.
āMy mum asked if you would like to try these two bottles of wine. She can buy them at a cut price and wanted to know what you thought of them.ā
āWell if youāre in school on Monday Iāll tell you.ā
āShe needs to know for tomorrow.ā
Julie had met Wayneās mother and knew that she ran an off-license. They had got talking and with Julie having spent a year in France she was considered to be an expert on wine.
āIf I give you an answer then will you come to school on Monday?ā
āIāll come if you can beat me at chess.ā
Julie smiled she ran a chess club at school in fact it was the last time she had seen Wayne. Each month she would play all of her students simultaneously. She had never lost.
From the large bag he was carrying he got out a chess set and set it up.
āYou havenāt tried the wine yet.ā Julie poured two glasses.
Carefully she smelt them both and looked at their colour, their viscosity. They were good expensive wines. She took a big sip of the first one and nodded her head it was excellent, if anything the second wine tasted even better.
āSo you promise to come to school for the rest of this term if I win?ā
He nodded.
āWhat if I win Miss? What prize can I have?ā
Julie tossed back her long blonde hair then she leant back so that her breasts were pushed forward. She licked her lips suggestively. She knew it was a form of flirting but a teacher had to use all her assets.
āI donāt know what would you like?ā
āIād like to see your tits.ā
At first she thought she must have misheard him.
āIf I win Iād like to see your breasts. Donāt tell me that youāve never sunbathed topless. It would be just the same.ā
She almost slapped his face.
āThatās impossible. You are twelve yearās old and Iām your teacher.ā
āI reckon youāre just chicken miss. Anyway whatās the big deal? I wouldnāt tell anyone and I guess you wouldnāt.
What you frightened of Miss you know youāll beat me. You beat me in about seven moves last time and Iāve not played anyone since. You scared of losing?ā
āIām not scared of losing but I just couldnāt do that. I could lose my job.ā
Julie knew there was no way she could lose but even so. She had forgotten how close the game had been last time.
āYou a chicken miss. Cluck cluck. You think a twelve-year old boy could beat you? A black boy who is stupid and never comes to school? Thereās no way I could beat you donāt you think?ā
An unsubtle jibe she thought.
āListen Iāll not just come to school but Iāll try really hard and not get into trouble.ā
Julie was tempted she liked Wayne and wanted him to succeed but even so she couldnāt possibly do as he asked. She wouldnāt have to there was no way she could lose. Slightly tempted she listened as he taunted her.
āAre you ashamed of your tits? Do you think theyāre too small? Cluck cluck chicken.ā
Her face reddened annoyed at his presumption and utterly convinced of her invincibility she replied.
āOK win or lose you promise to come into school for the rest of the term?ā
Wayne nodded.
āYou havenāt told me which wine you prefer Miss.ā
Julie finished both glasses. Wayne carefully filled them up again for her.
āThe firslt one.ā She said her speech slurred.
They started to play. Julie shook her head to clear it. He was playing well. So he should he had spent the last four weeks playing against a computer and reading about chess. He could now beat the computer regularly. Even if she had been sober she might well have struggled but her natural caution removed she had attacked and lost her queen, two knights a rook and a bishop to his queen and one knight he pressed home his advantage.
āCheck mate.ā He announced.
āTake off your top miss.ā
She shook her head.
āI knew it youāre just like all the other adults in my life you make a promise then you break it.ā
His words had stung her. She did not want to let him down and nearly removed her top but instead she said.
āLetās make it best of three.ā
āOk but if I win you strip completely. In fact you lap dance for me.ā
āI donāt know. Give me a minute.ā
She knew she would win I just have to concentrate, her head was clearing. The last game she had been far too aggressive but even so she had nearly got him at the end. There was definitely no way she would lose if she took her time.
āOK.ā
Julie made herself a black coffee. She felt a bit more sober.
Wayne set up the board.
āSo what are the terms?ā He asked her.
āYou know.ā
āYou backed out last time and just want to hear you say it and then I know I can trust you.ā
āOk if I win you agree to come to school for the rest of the year.ā
āGo on.ā
āIf you win thenā She paused.
āIāll strip in front of you.ā
āYou mean you will take off all your clothes and do a striptease?ā
āYes if you win Iāll do a striptease. Iāll lap dance for you. OKā
The game was even to start with. Julie concentrated hard. Wayne licked his lips telling her he was thirsty.
āCoffee?ā
He shook his head and looked at the wine on the table.
āDid you want to try some of this wine?ā
He nodded and she poured him a large glass.
āYouāre not trying to get me drunk are you?ā
āNo not really.ā
āAre you sure?ā
āWell possibly.ā She laughed hoping it would even up the odds.
āAnything to help you win.ā
āNo I mean to help me win.ā She corrected her statement.
Check mate he thought to himself. He was careless and Julie won the game easily. She excused herself and went to the toilet. He checked his recorder perfect pictures and sound.
She sat down opposite him.
āLast game?ā
āNo need. Take your clothes off.ā As he spoke he brandished a huge wicked looking knife.
āGet out or Iāll call the police.ā
He pressed the play button on his DVD recorder. She listened and watched horrified as she agreed to strip for him and then offered him wine admitting that she was trying to get him drunk. He held up her mobile phone.
āHow you going ring the police? Who they going to believe you or me especially when they hear you on the tape man? Iām going to rape you anyway and youāre not going to tell anyone.ā
Julie knew that what he said was true. She thought of running for the door of screaming for help. He was between her and the door and the people next door were never in.
āYou got two choices lie back and enjoy it or lie back and get hurt. Which is it going to be?ā
āRight dance for me.ā
Julie forced herself to dance slowly provocatively. Her white blouse fell to the floor, then her tight black skirt. She undid her bra covering her firm small breasts with her hands.
Julie held her breasts together squeezing them so that they looked bigger than they were. She danced closer to him her tits not far from his face. He leant forward grabbed her tits roughly fondling them. He pulled her closer and sucked on her nipple biting it. Surprised at how turned on she felt she blushed aware of her arousal her nipples erect.
She turned away from him before dancing simulating the sex act her breasts bouncing up and down. If he was going to rape her then she wanted him to be quick. She rubbed her hand across her panties pretending to masturbate. She was wet down there her panties showed a line where her juices had leaked out. She pretended to come opening her mouth and panting.
She slipped out of her thong covering her triangle of blonde pubes with her hand as she danced closer and closer to him. She thrust her pussy towards him. He smiled this was going to be good. She was one hot bitch.
He reached between her legs fingering her finding her swollen clit he played with it. She was ready. He flicked her cunt with his tongue. She tasted good sweet just like honey.
The young blonde was humiliated about to be raped by a twelve-year old, a pupil in her charge yet he was the one in charge now. He pointed to the couch. She lay down her legs clamped together. She watched as he lifted his T-shirt above his head, he was well developed in any fight there would have only have been one winner. He stepped out of his jeans and his boxers.
He was excited, boy was he excited. She glanced at his erect penis, it stretched up beyond his navel at least ten inches in length she guessed but it was its thickness that shocked her. It was as thick as her wrist.
He pushed her legs apart forcing his cock against her cunt. She was frightened now. She had never experienced anything that big.
āPlease donāt.ā
She begged him. Her body was telling her the opposite. She was excited.
āYou fucking cock tease. Shut up.ā
He pushed hard entering her slowly stretching her tight small opening.
There was nothing subtle about his lovemaking she was being violated. He fucked her quickly with deep powerful fast thrusts. She tried to concentrate on anything rather than this young black boy squeezing her breasts roughly pulling her arse cheeks apart as he continued to fuck her remorselessly.
The young teacher could not help her feelings, she had never been felt such pressure inside her and on her clitoris each thrust brought her closer and closer to coming. She wrapped her legs round his torso. She grabbed him tightly pulling him deeper and deeper into her.
She was screaming now.
āOh god thatās so good.
Oh please yes, oh fuck.ā
āOh fuck yeeeees. Iām coming.
Oh god yes.
She was scratching his back lost in animal lust her body filled with pleasure. She had come but he had not. She felt a second orgasm start to build.
āYes! Yes!
Go on donāt stop.ā
They came together jet after jet of his cum filling her cunt.
āLick me clean bitch.ā
Meekly she took his still massive cock in her mouth sucking it licking along its length. She lay naked on the couch her cunt lips puffy dripping with his cum.
āListen I wonāt tell anyone if you go now.ā
He smiled before he inserted the DVD into her player and she watched horrified as she screamed and begged for more.
āIām staying here. You will do exactly as I tell you. If not I hand this over to the police or I post it on the internet. Teacher seduces young boy will make very good headlines. After your performance there Iāve no doubt that people will believe you wanted it. If you agree to do what I say then I will give you the DVD.ā
Julie was trapped lost. She stared down at the floor.
āMy terms are simple you fuck me whenever I want wherever I want however I want. Thatās for the next eight weeks until your bet runs out.ā
āYou know about the bet?ā
āYo. I suggest that on Monday I donāt turn up and you offer to double the bet. You give me half of the winnings. At the end of term Iāll give you the DVD and unless you want to youāll not hear from me again. Do you agree?ā
āLook there has to be some rules, I canāt be seen with you that would get me the sack and during the week I have so much work to do that it would just be impossible.ā
āIāll think about that. Now get on the floor on your hands and knees, Iām going to give you the fuck of your life.ā
Meekly she acquiesced to his demand. He knelt between her legs easing his cock into her soaking wet hole. He grabbed her tits squeezing them roughly as he started to pound into her. He was better than any lover she had experienced. He fondled her clit expertly with one hand the other massaging her small firm tits pulling on her nipples. The feeling was exquisite.
She couldnāt help it she was screaming and sighing and begging and coming and coming. The young teacher had always had rape fantasies. Her whole body seemed to turn to jelly a quivering throbbing mass of super excited flesh. Her stomach went into spasm as orgasm after orgasm built and climaxed followed by another. At last he came filling her once more with his spunk.
She lay in her bed wrapped in his arms ashamed of her actions and even more ashamed of her reactions she had loved sex with him. A twelve-year old boy how could she? Sex with him had been better than any of her boyfriends. Not that she was that experienced only four lovers and none of them had made her come like that.
āTurn over bitch.ā
The young blonde teacher meekly did as the twelve-year boy demanded and lay on her stomach trembling with fear and anticipation. He pulled her legs apart roughly squeezing the small cheeks of her arse.
āLick my finger.ā
Julie licked his fingers and froze in horror as he pushed first one finger and then a second into her tight rectum.
āPlease no. Nobodyās ever done that to me before.ā Sensing that she was about to be anally raped.
āShut the fuck up bitch.ā He slapped her hard on her bottom.
āNow kneel and open up.ā
Meekly obediently she pulled her arse cheeks apart affording him easy access. He pushed his now engorged cock against her hole. He eased it slowly into her reluctant body. God she was tight. He almost came there and then. He waited before he began to penetrate his teacherās arse even deeper.
Inch by inch his ten-inch cock was pushed deeper into her. He started to fuck her slowly at first long slow powerful strokes. He squeezed her small firm tits with one hand while the other stroked her clit.
He built up his rhythm fucking her tight puckered hole faster and faster stretching her hurting her. Despite the pain she felt a powerful orgasm build and explode shaking her to her very sole.
As she squealed with animal pleasure he could contain his own orgasm no longer and he came flooding her anus with jet after jet of his cum. Fuck she was good he thought to himself.
She was sure he was asleep and as quietly as she could she crept over to his DVD recorder. He smiled at her and before she could move he grabbed her by her hair yanking her back onto the bed.
He put her naked stomach across his knees and smacked her hard on her arse. She screamed with pain. He struck her again. She could feel his cock hardening with each blow he reined down on her cute small bottom.
He reached between her legs pushing his fingers roughly into her vagina. She was wet down there excited.
āYou horny bitch.ā
He shagged her quickly roughly using her like a doll. Even so she came and came screaming loudly.
He used her five times more before he was ready to leave twice more in her cunt once more in her arse. Then getting her to swallow all of his ten inches before firing his spunk into her mouth and then across her face covering her hair and eyes in his spunk. He squeezed her tits together rubbing his huge cock between her small breasts before covering her once more in his semen.
āYou stuck up bitch. Youāre a fucking slag a whore you love being fucked. Iāll see you Tuesday.ā
She lay in her bed exhausted but totally sexually fulfilled.
Tuesday came and duly he arrived at school.
āCan I see you at lunchtime Miss?ā
In her own classroom he stood in front of her, his hands reached up and touched her breasts. It was like an electric shock running through her body. She watched horrified as her nipples stood out. She could smell her arousal feel her juices flowing. She felt powerless to resist as he fondled her breasts her nipples sensitive under his hands.
āTake your bra off.ā
āWhat if someone comes in?ā
āDo it!ā
Julie undid her bra reaching inside her blouse she pulled it down so that her firm breasts were uncovered. Wayne opened her blouse completely and kissed and bit her nipples it hurt but it excited her. Her young pupil reached inside her skirt his hand finding her knickers they were damp from her juices. He was cruel as he roughly pushed them to one side and pushed his fingers into her.
āYou gagging for it arenāt you Miss?ā
The young blonde nodded.
He pulled her head down onto his cock.
āLick that you cunt, you whore you fucking slag.ā
She sucked his cock stroking his balls till she felt his excitement. He fired his spunk into her mouth jet after jet of his hot salty liquid. She felt humiliated by Wayne, a twelve-year-old a pupil in her charge she was meant to tell him what to do.
āBitch Iām going to a party on Friday night. You coming as my girlfriend. Donāt worry itās my cousins party heās going to be sixteen you wonāt know anybody there except me. dress sexy but not too old I donāt want people to think Iām a grave robber.ā
He lifted her skirt and gave her a hard slap on the small round globes of her cute bottom.
āOK bitch.ā
She wore a short black skirt and a tight sparkly T-shirt. She looked in the mirror, I could pass for fifteen maybe she thought. She was always being asked for her ID.
Wayne arrived he looked at her.
āWhat you wearing underneath your skirt?ā
He made her change her tights and sensible knickers for the smallest pair of knickers he could find in her drawers.
āTake your bra off.ā
Julieās tits were firm and did not sag at all without the bra but her nipples stood out and the tightness of the top left nobody in doubt as to the shape of her tits or the fact that she was naked underneath.
They arrived at the party at nine. It hadnāt really got going. Wayne had made her buy two bottles of cheap vodka and he had got hold of several bottles of wine and some bacardi from his mum.
There were two other girls sat on a settee.
āSit down with the other bitches.ā Wayne brought her a large glass of vodka with a tiny bit of lemonade.
She looked round the room there were eight boys most of them about Wayneās age some a little older perhaps. They were all including the two girls on the couch beside her black. She had never been so conscious of her whiteness.
āDrink up.ā Mandy ordered her.
The young teacher took a sip and nearly choked.
āAll of it.ā This time it was Amy who tipped her glass up spilling some of the vodka onto Julieās top making her T-shirt practically diaphanous.
āYou Wayneās girl?ā Julie nodded.
āWayne your girlfriendās glass is empty.ā
Wayne obligingly filled it up.
āWhat year you in year nine or ten?ā
āYear ten she lied.ā
āNo youāre not in year ten, eight or nine at the very most.ā
āYou want to dance?ā they asked her.
So all three of them got up to dance. They were joined by three of the boys the youngest looking one whose name was Chris danced with Julie.
āPut on a smoochy one.ā Amy shouted.
The music was slow. Chris pulled her close to him, his head barely above her breasts. His hands drifted down and squeezed her bottom.
āStop that Iām here with Wayne.ā
āWayne wonāt mind.ā
He pulled her head down towards his and gave her a sloppy french kiss. She returned the kiss. Exploring his mouth with her tongue it felt sexy. She turned away her back towards him, he had one hand round her waist and the other was groping her unfettered breasts.
She turned to face him and he pulled her once more towards him.
āItās just a bit of fun.ā He assured as he groped her bottom again. She moved his hands back up to the small of her back. If any of her boyfriends had behaved like this to her she would have slapped their faces. Her rule for her first date was no more than a chaste kiss certainly no fondling.
The shame of it here she was being groped in all the most private places by a young boy she had only just met. What was worse was the fact she was enjoying it and didnāt really want him to stop.
She was confused the alcohol had got to her she knew that. She was annoyed at his impertinence no she was aroused. She could feel a familiar itch between her legs a need for release. She had better stop this right now.
He was like a limpet at last she extricated herself from his grip she had her bottom felt and as she broke away his hands had managed to fondle her breasts. The three girls sat down on the floor as one boy was now sprawled out on the settee.
After a few minutes Mandy got them all up to dance again. Julie was feeling decidedly the worst for drink but she enjoyed dancing. Chris pulled her close to him his hands on her skirt fondling her bottom. He stood between her legs making her wrap her legs around him holding her tightly. He rubbed himself up and down against her. She could fell his hardness press against her stomach. She tried to push him away but only succeeded in touching his very hard cock.
This time she let him fondle her his hands working up under her skirt gripping her naked cheeks. Wayne walked past and winked at Chris. He was like an octopus his hands on her thighs then her breasts back to her bottom. Chris slipped his hand under her T-shirt finding her naked tit squeezing her excited nipple. He moved his other hand up to the top of her thigh touching her between her legs. Julie was acutely aware of her arousal her moistness she pulled his hand away.
āFollow me.ā
Julie followed Chris to an upstairs room. He kissed her she returned the kiss. He stroked her breasts her nipples responding sticking out over an inch. He lifted her top over her head and sucked her nipples. She loved it. The young teacher responded her mouth open with pleasure her cunt soaking wet.
The lovely blonde pulled down her skirt and her thongs lying stark naked in front of a virtual stranger what was worse a young boy. He stroked between her legs. Julie groaned with pleasure.
Chris could not have been happier. He had never felt a girl before never seen one naked. He looked at her. The young teacher lay lewdly on the bed legs akimbo her juices flowing freely. She closed her eyes, her tongue licking her lips as she squirmed with pleasure at his touch close to an orgasm.
He was going to memorise every single millimetre of her body. He looked at her breasts firm her pink areola, her nipples sticking out, her long blonde hair framing her lovely face, her flat stomach and that beautiful blonde triangle above her thighs.
Julie reached sown and undid his zip his cock springing free. She pulled his shorts down and licked his balls and his cock exactly as he told her to. Amy barged in and told them to get back downstairs. Julie blushed at the embarrassment of being caught naked sucking on a cock.
Julie was relieved when at last they sat down again. Chris and the other two boys sat down opposite them. Chris finished his bottle and spun it round on the floor. Julie decided that it wasnāt only the bottle that was spinning but her head.
āSpin the bottle I love that.ā Amy shrieked.
āWayne your girlfriend has got an empty glass.ā
Wayne filled her glass again.
āWe going to play spin the bottle you mind? You want to join in?ā
āNo Iām playing cards in the kitchen.ā
āChris has taken a real shine to your bitch.ā
Wayne gave Chris a high five and went back to his game of cards.
āOK this how we play it. Iām going to put some suggestions into the glass, one for you boys and one for us girls and whoever spins the bottle picks out the paper for the person it lands on and they have to do it or take a dare. Ok everyone understand?ā
Amy and Mandy shrieked with laughter as they filled in the bits of paper.
āYou the youngest Chris you get to spin it first.ā
It pointed to Mandy.
Chris read it out it said flash your tits.
āIāll take a dare.ā
āSnog Julie.ā Chris said.
Mandy leant over and gave Julie a peck on the lips.
āThatās not a snog.ā They all chorused.
Julie stood and Mandy kissed her, pushing her tongue into Julieās mouth. Mandy stroked the blondeās long legs finding the naked flesh between her nylons and her thong.
She made sure that everyone got a good view of Julieās practically naked arse.
Julie sat down in a very confused state, she was excited aroused and blushing. It wasnāt her first lesbian kiss all the girls had well nearly all the girls had practised kissing with each other at the boarding school sheād attended but that was seven years ago at least.
She looked round as the bottle was spun a few more boys had come in and were watching from the far side of the room.
The bottle pointed to her. Strip down to your underwear. She hesitated.
āIāve got a really wicked dare for you if you donāt take it.ā
Julie glanced over to where she hoped Wayne would be but she could hear them in the kitchen getting drunker and playing poker loudly.
Julie lifted her sparkly top over her head and stepped out of her skirt. The boys gave a loud cheer. She pirouetted to much acclaim from all sides of the room. She went to replace her clothes and was told that the rules were any clothes you remove stay off.
She spun the bottle it pointed to Gary. Have your cock felt by the first girl on your left. Gary smiled at the young blonde.
āLookās like itās your lucky night.ā
He lowered his trousers and slipped his hard black cock out waving it in front of Julie. She held it not moving her hand.
āYou can do better than that.ā Amy told her, putting her hand on top of Julieās and pushing Julieās hand up and down on what was a very impressive shaft.
āKeep going.ā Amy removed her own hand.
Gary started to breathe quickly and before Julie could stop him he came firing his spunk onto her naked tits, to loud cheers from the others.
The bottle pointed to Amy. Wank in public.
āI put that in the boyās glass.ā
āAnd I put it in the girlās.ā
Amy opted for a dare. Kiss everyoneās cock or cunt.
The boys eagerly got out their cocks and Amy kissed each one, Mandy pulled her knickers down and Amy buried her head between her friendās legs before kissing her there. Julie stood Amy pulled her thongs down and her tongue found Julieās moist opening. Julie closed her eyes in pleasure.
Somebody offered her a joint as the bottle was spun again. It pointed to Chris. Take all your clothes off. He shook his head. The rest of the party, over twenty boys by now were all standing outside the circle watching. All their eyes were on the young blonde who sat practically naked. You have to shag the girl on your right for at least ten minutes. Chris glanced across at Wayne who smiled broadly.
He stripped quickly his cock hard and erect. Almost before she was aware of it Julie was pinned to the floor by Amy and Mandy. Julie tried to hold on to her thongs but a knife came from nowhere and sliced through them. She tried to keep her legs together but several pairs of hands forced them apart. She tried to scream but by this time Chris had clamped his mouth on hers and was kissing her furiously.
She felt his slim cock ease into her moist opening. He moved slowly as the audience told him how long.
Ten seconds, fifteen seconds, twenty seconds, twenty five. She was fully aroused lying on the ground as she was being fucked watched by over twenty pairs of eyes. Her cunt muscles gripped his young thin cock tightly. She could feel Chris increase his pace he had lasted less than thirty seconds before he shot his load into her. It didnāt matter she had come. He rolled off.
He was replaced by Clive, the third boy in the group. She watched horrified as he stripped his cock long and thick. He lay between her legs.
āThirty five seconds to beat.ā Amy called out.
Julie realised too late that she was going to be gang banged by every boy there. Clive played with her tits as his mouth gripped on her neck he was going to give her a love bite.
āOne minute. One minute thirty.ā Three orgasms she counted in his ninety seconds.
The next boy looked to be the oldest and the biggest.
āHi Iām Sam and Iām going to give you the fuck of your life. Iām Wayneās sixteen year old cousin.ā
He was strong broad shouldered and like his cousin he was well-developed where it really mattered.
āLook at the fucking size of that. It must be a foot in length.ā
The big black cock in front of her was long she knew that but it was its girth that was the truly amazing thing about it.
It stretched her. Sam knew how to fuck a lady. He was slow then fast then he would stop. He went in and out with great long slow thrusts then quicker shorter strokes. His hands massaged her breasts her stomach her arse expertly tenderly then more roughly. Instead of going in and out he rested his mighty member against her clit gently rubbing it with slow sensuous circular movements.
Her whole body was undulating her legs wrapped tightly round his torso pulling him tightly towards her wanting him to last forever.
Eighteen minutes, nineteen minutes, he lasted nearly twenty minutes before he came.
āYouāre not old enough.ā Amy laughed at Tom who had a pencil size dick. He entered Julie quickly and moved rapidly. Julie came again. Tom rolled off pretending he had come.
Four more fucks in the next ten minutes her cunt throbbing her tits sore from being mauled her neck covered in love bites.
She went to the loo. She looked at her body in the cracked mirror a picture of total debauchery. Once more Mandy and Amy helped her down and opened her legs.
Gary was next he lasted twelve minutes. Seven more boys followed, what was the matter with her? She wanted each of them, she writhed and bounced and bucked as each one fucked her. She was behaving like a slut begging them to fuck her screaming with pleasure as they pleasured themselves with her body.
She was turned over onto her knees and fucked again six more times till every boy there had fucked her once all except Wayne and the boy on the couch.
Chris spread her cheeks and pushed his thin cock towards her secret hole he pushed gently his cock lubricated with gel. Clive got underneath her and pulled her down onto his cock. She was being fucked in both holes.
It felt as though both cocks were touching inside her body, it felt good it felt very good, it felt very fucking good indeed. They lasted much longer this time.
When they had finished with her two more rampant cocks were soon pounding away, then another two and another. They took it in turns sometimes two, sometimes three but mostly on their own to fuck her mouth her arse and her tight pink pussy. She was well and truly fucked for twelve hours. She lay on the floor her pussy lips sore and puffy spunk dribbling from her cunt and her arse.
āYou enjoy that bitch?ā Mandy asked her.
āThe boys certainly did. You know how many times they fucked you?ā
Julie had been aware of every boy having taken her in each hole and one of the claiming the record of eleven fucks.
āI lost count at eighty. So you enjoyed it bitch?ā
āI can see you did. You now nearly a member of the gang just one last ceremony. You ready boys?ā
Julie was held down by Amy and Mandy, in truth she would have been too tired to move anyway. Standing above her were eight or sore naked boys each with their cocks in their hands rubbing furiously.
The first jet of spunk hit her on her face covering her mouth her eyes in thick gelatinous cum, a second boy came on her tits. Each boy fired his spunk onto her body.
The original eight were replaced by more boys all with their cocks out all masturbating furiously.
She was covered in spunk her thighs, her blonde pubes her face her tits she was drenched in cum. They made her lick up every last drop of their cum. Like a slut she did it eagerly hungrily Mandy and Amy stripped naked and she licked their young black pussies till they came. They rewarded her by directing a warm stream of yellow salty piss into her mouth before tweaking her nipples.
āYou in the gang now bitch. You one of us. You passed your initiation.ā
She was a total mess as she made her way home in the morning a short skirt no knickers or bra her neck and the rest of her body covered in love bites, her hair matted with dried up spunk she looked and felt like a total slut but she couldnāt wait for another party.
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An older man dominates a young woman,
Well it’s the last in this series, and Gabriel’s luck has run out…
A good trade benefits everyone
I’m a big fan of the show so here is the first chapter of a series of stories.
ā THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. ā Housewife Rose finds herself more than just a hostess for her husband’s holiday parties. Her husband also intends that she be the featured entertainment! Follow Rose as she entertains her husband’s guests, as she finds herself stuck at home for the holidays.
I hope you enjoy this….
Luke get punished and likes it and wants more
This story is very long and will take time to build the setting before it gets to the erotic part so if youāre just looking for a quick thrill you may want to put this one off till you have time for a long read. But I do promise the perversion will continue to build as the story does. Hope you like.
Tristan is cucked by his girlfriend Astrid, who’s found someone else with a much bigger cock and a lovely knot. Of course he is also cruelly humiliated!
Paolo Giordano is a prestigious psychologist, and Violet Evans is his best student. Their relationship becomes more permanent after dinner and a conversation.
Miley Cyrus pimps out Taylor Swift, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato, and Anna Kendrick to some of their past lovers.
It took a few moments to realize that the bed in which Iād awakened belong to Andre Gregory, my editor, and that just a few short hours before, heād picked me up at Escape, taken me home and fucked me like no man ever had.
Slowly I stirred, still aching and sticky from the night before. But for my fears of how awkward Monday morning at the office would likely be, Iād have relished the way I felt.
Rolling from the admittedly comfortable bed, I began to wander through the house, wondering where Andre might be.
Strolling into the living room, I found Andre sitting on the sofa over which heād bent me the previous night, positioned on the middle cushion, the exact spot where heād taken me hard and deep. I stood before him, blushing, bare-assed, my auburn locks tangled with bed head, and he chuckled as he stared at me.
His look made me nervous to the point of fidgeting, and it struck me how unusual, how utterly foreign it felt to be so lacking in confidence.
āGabi,ā he said calmly, that velvet-smooth voice commanding attention, āplease go to the kitchen and make a list of things youāll need while youāre here this weekend and where I can find them in your apartment. While Iām fetching them, I want you to take a bath or shower.ā
āBut we canāt ā¦ā I tried to object before he shushed me and purred, āPlease do as Iāve asked.ā
My protest came to an abrupt halt, my head nodding at his words as I turned and walked to the kitchen, finding on the counter a pen and notepad on which I scribbled anything that came to mind that I might need during a weekend at my bossās home.
After several minutes, Andre joined me in the kitchen and couldnāt help himself from teasing me for the list I was compiling, remarking, āYouāre not moving in ā¦ yet.ā My neck snapped as my head turned over my shoulder, my brow arching as I said, āYet?ā
Andre stood there with his arms folded, smiling as he said, āYouāve no idea what Iām thinking, do you?ā
āApparently not,ā I replied.
Another chuckle passed through his lips as he reached for the paper on which Iād been writing and tore it from the pad.
āYour keys are in the purse you left in my car last night, I presume,ā he asked, and I nodded in return.
āTake your time in the bath,ā he said, āIām going to be awhile.ā
His last comment before leaving struck me as unusual. Andre knew where I lived and it wasnāt that far away.
I wandered into the master bath and found myself salivating at the oversized whirlpool tub, and began drawing myself a nice, hot bath, not unlike the one Iād taken before venturing to Escape, but sans the lavender and chamomile salts.
It took some time for such a large tub to fill, but it was worth the wait. The water felt divine as it flowed around me, and my body fell limp as my mind begin to process the previous eveningās events, still trying to figure out how and why Iād let it happen.
Lingering in a tub was something Iād never had to have been encouraged to do. A lengthy, relaxing bath is among lifeās little treasures, so my washing was leisurely, meticulous.
How much time had passed by the time Andre returned had escaped me, because I was lost in the tubās essence, not even caring that my fingers and toes had badly pruned in the warm water. He entered the room, his thick brown lips arching into a wry smile as he saw me lingering in the tub before opening the bag heād packed for me and finding my shaving cream and razor, handing them to me as he confidently said, āPlease shave it before you get out.ā
My eyes widened with his words, and I muttered, āExcuse me?ā
āYou heard me,ā Andre smirked. āThat thing had better be bald when you come out of that water, or Iāll shave it for you.ā
It was at this point I realized that my editorās intention of fucking me extended well beyond this weekend, having thought the āyetā heād uttered earlier in the morning was just meant to tease. The feeling inside me was conflicted, a combination of excitement and guilt, of lust and resentment, even a little fear at his confidence, no, dominance.
Andre turned and exited the room, closing the door behind him. I rolled to my hands and knees, then pushed myself up, kneeling in the tub as I reached for the razor and shave cream, doing as heād told me.
After shaving myself, I crawled out of the tub and dried off, finding my hair dryer and brush on the lavatory counter, right outside the bathroom, and I put them to use, eager to get into some of the clothes Iād listed for Andre to bring me as I dried my hair.
Once my hair was dried, I walked into the bedroom to find the bed made and none of my clothes. I strolled down the hall to find Andre again in the middle of the sofa, right where heād stuffed me the night before, with a box sitting on the coffee table in front of him.
āMy clothes?ā I asked, drawing nothing but a snicker from my editor.
āSeriously,ā I said, āI canāt spend the weekend naked.ā
Ignoring my words, Andre glanced at me and said, āLay across my lap.ā
His words caught me off guard, but as Iād done since last night, I inexplicably obeyed him, stretching out tummy down over his lap, my hands crossed on the cushion to his left with my cheek resting on them, my feet on the cushion to his right.
As soon as Iād found my spot, Andreās left hand began to caress my head as his right groped my ass, kneading it.
āGabriella,ā he said, his voice taking a more serious tone than Iād heard from him since weād met at the club. āYouāre about to take the first steps down a path like none youāve ever experienced.ā
āWeāve already ā¦ā then my reply was interrupted as his hand crashed against my bare ass, the slapās sound filling the room, drowning out my whimper.
The surprise spank left me struggling to catch my breath when his hand battered my rump again, my body jerking atop his lap as I squealed.
I braced myself, not knowing what he was going to do next, my body relaxing only when he began to rub the ass heād just left burning with the hard spanks.
My athletic frame remained draped over Andre as he began to speak, his hand still caressing my sore rump.
āI suspect no man has ever treated you as I have, and that last night was the first time youād taken a black cock.ā
My eyes closed as my head nodded and I listened, his hand still gliding over my buns.
āYouāve become a slave to this place, a drone. For the past six months Iāve watched you grow consumed by your work and have found it ā¦ disturbing.ā
Any objection would have been futile, he was right, just as he had been when he lectured me the night before at Escape. So I laid there across him, still and listening, thankful that he was caressing me and not spanking me.
Minutes passed without him speaking, and it unnerved me, even as his rub had left me in an almost hypnotic state atop him.
Without saying a word, Andre rolled me over, the small of my back arched over his legs. His arms slipped beneath me, lifting and sliding me upward till my butt was on his thighs, leaving my pelvis slightly jutted toward him.
With his right hand, he guided my left leg outward till my foot fell to the floor, then me lead over and began to examine my pussy, silently studying me.
āVery nice,ā he said after a few seconds, āa healthy pink with an ever-so-slight brown tint and delightfully protruding labia minora.ā
Andre moved his fingertips to my freshly-shaved mound, gliding over it with small, gentle circles. The sensation tickled, and made me squirm. Beneath me, his cock began to awaken and my thoughts shifted from my pelvisā tingle to just how full Iād felt with him in me the night before, before the words, āAll weekend long,ā flashed in my brain again.
My eyes closed, my left foot still on the floor and my right leg now bent at the knee. Andreās hand slid from my mons to my pussy, all four of his fingers slowly, methodically flowing around and through my labia. I lifted my right hand to my mouth, inserting the forefinger and gently biting it as he teased me, his prick becoming more and more noticeable beneath my ass.
āAll weekend long,ā heād said to me in that voice of his, his words from the night before now echoing in my mind repeatedly.
Andre rolled me off his lap and I stood in front of the sofa as he leaned forward and peeled off his t-shirt before he arched upward and slid out of his shorts. His feet moved outward and I knew what he wanted ā what he expected ā of me.
As I kneeled between his legs, the reason for my crotchās lingering ache became obvious. My bossās prick was a good nine inches long, perhaps closer to ten, and it was thick enough that I wondered if I could wrap my hand completely around it.
It is befitting a man who stands six-foot-three and who looks as if Da Vinci himself had carved him from stone.
Andre relaxed against the sofaās cushion as I leaned toward him, kissing and lapping at the turgid shaft. After several moments, he scooted forward and my lips moved to his swollen crown, stretching as they enveloped it.
He gasped as my tongueās tip began to slide back and forth in the cleft on the underside of his head, as it struck me that Iād never get all of him into my mouth. My lips began to descend my mouth simultaneously filled with his dick and my own saliva as I inched further and further down him.
Andre released what sounded like a satisfied purr as his cock filled my mouth and its crown began to gape my throat. Sending my hesitation, he placed his palm on the back of my head, pressing downward till I gagged hard around his rod, holding me in place until my eyes began to water.
His fingers then gripped my hair and he led my head to a steady bob, my jaws stretched wide and my tongue flexing against his prickās underside as my mouth fucked him.
āYou are such a good ā¦ little ā¦ bitch,ā he moaned as I worked up and down his dick.
His words sent a chill down my spine. For half a dozen months, Andre had treated me as a professional, an equal, as weād toiled long hours together day after day, creating the media that kept people plugged into The Meadows and now, āgood ā¦ little ā¦ bitch.ā
I had no time to process his words before Andreās hands found my armpits and he lifted he upward, just enough to slide me to my back on the sofa. Once he had me prone, his arms scooped my legs at the knees, and without hesitation he slid into me again.
āSlowly,ā I gasped. āStill sore.ā
While his entered me more gently than he had the night before, my words didnāt stop him from sinking deeper and deeper as he held my legs high.
Once he had filled me completely, Andre leaned forward, brushing his nose against mine. As his hips began to rock, he kissed me passionately, forcefully, his tongue filling my mouth as his cock slid in and out of my aching snatch.
Settling into a steady motion, he broke the kiss, guiding my legs around his waist. Andre grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the sofa as he made slow, meticulous strokes, sending every inch of him into me before withdrawing, repeating, repeating, my frame wiggling in sync with his use.
Everything about the last twelve hours ā Andreās words, his actions, the way he filled me unlike anyone else ā left me feeling more like I was being possessed than enjoying a long-overdue tryst.
What was happening to me?
How did I end up on my bossās sofa with his dick inside me, my wrists pinned and my pussy still tender from his use last night?
What would my parents think of their thirty-year-old daughter declining to object at a black man calling her his ābitchā?
Did Andre even bother to grab my pills from the apartment?
What was in the mysterious box on the coffee table?
My wandering mind snapped to attention when Andreās gentle flow turned to hard, deep thrusts, his full, heavy balls bouncing against my ass, his handsā grips on my wrists tightening.
āIāve wanted to nail you since the first time I saw you,ā he growled.
His words might have shocked me had I not been consumed with his use of my body, my own whimpers and his pelvisās repeated slaps of my crotch burying what he said.
I found myself caring less and less about the moral implications of fucking my boss. It was something to deal with Monday, after heād finished whatever the hell heād planned on doing with me for the next two days.
Andre let go of my wrists, his hands slipping beneath my back and he lifted me off the sofa till he was standing. I held on tight with my arms and legs as he drove upward, all of my weight seemingly held in the air by his cock.
His hands found my ass, groping it as he stood in his living room, stuffing me till I lost control, emitting something between a moan and a scream when my slit squirted all over him and onto his living roomās hardwood floor.
āThatās what I want from my girl,ā Andre cooed, showing no signs of stopping his relentless cramming and groping.
I laid my head on his shoulder, still holding on tight, resigning myself to his use, panting as my body trembled against his as a sharper ache grew within me.
āYour girl?ā I muttered as he feverishly dicked me.
āMy girl,ā he replied, just before he buried himself deep within me and sent another torrent of seed into my womb.
My body tensed against him as he unloaded, and almost immediately his spunk began to drip from my folds as the spurts continued.
Andre sat on the sofa, and then laid back, pulling me atop him. My frame went limp as we silently nuzzled.
After several moments with no words between us, I sighed, āSince the first time you saw me?ā
āYes,ā he replied in that silky-smooth voice. āIād like to say Iād planned this, but itād be more honest to simply admit that when I saw you at the club last night, I simply decided not to waste an opportunity that might not present itself again.ā
āAnd now that youāve had me?ā I asked, genuinely curious as to his answer.
āIāll continue to do so,ā he said confidently and without hesitation.
His words were both reassuring and unnerving. Andreās bold, aggressive behavior was unlike anything Iād been subjected to, and as the hours passed I found myself almost craving it. But how could I continue to work with him ā and supervise others with him ā while being made his ābitchā?
My tummy growled. It was approaching noon and Iād not eaten.
āI should fix us lunch,ā Andre said.
āSome food would be nice,ā I replied.
We sat up together and he motioned for me to follow him. We walked toward the back of the house, through the kitchen to French doors which led outside to a deck, a pool and a yard that were enclosed by a privacy fence.
āTake one of the loungers,ā he said. āIāll be back in a few moments.ā
Tentatively, I walked out of the house, and the sunās warmth embraced my bare flesh till reaching a lounger beneath a pergola alone one side of the pool, and made myself as comfortable as I could be under the circumstances.
Within a couple of minutes, one of the French doors opened long enough for Andre to ask me what I wanted to drink with lunch. Remembering his affinity for orange juice, I replied, āOJ!ā and then he ducked back inside.
A thin black fabric was attached to the pergolaās top, offering some protection from the sunās rays. As I relaxed on the lounger, I couldnāt help but think how much Iād enjoy lunch, a nap, and then a dip in the poolās cool water.
Andre soon returned with a lunch consisting of chicken salad sandwiches, a side of pasta salad and orange juice. We dined at a table a few feet from the lounger where Iād been sitting, him in swim trunks and a t-shirt and me still naked.
āI suppose I should put on some clothes after we eat,ā I said.
Andre smiled as he looked at me, chewing a bite of his sandwich and saying nothing.
Realizing he was in no particular hurry to respond, I said, āWell, I canāt stay naked all weekend.ā
The comment evoked a slight chuckle from Andre as he continued to chew. After swallowing he said, āOf course not. Weāre going out later. But the thought of your staying nude while here does have its appeal.ā
We continued to eat and make small talk. While simple, the lunch was good, particularly since Iād not eaten since before bathing the night before.
Once weād finished eating, Andre informed me that he needed to go inside and make a few work-related calls, and suggested that I remain on the deck and relax while he caught up on work, so I returned to the lounger Iād been on before as Andre collected our plates and glasses and disappeared back into the house.
The muted sunlight felt good again my skin with my body stretched out on the loungerās pad. My eyes soon closed and I drifted off to sleep, my head filled with thoughts of all that had happened since Andre approached me at the club last night.
It was nearing 2:30 p.m. when I awoke to Andreās fingertips tickling the soles of my feet, causing me to giggle and writhe as I snapped from the slumber.
Once he had my attention, Andre crawled onto the lounger with me, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me passionately, holding me firmly as his tongue swirled in my mouth. He broke the kiss only after letting it linger for awhile, and then we looked at each other, again leaving me wondering what he was thinking.
āHow are you feeling?ā he said.
āVery, very relaxed, refreshed,ā I sighed.
Andreās right hand moved to my left breast, lightly kneading it at first, before massaging it more aggressively as he continued.
A lengthy exhale flowed through my nostrils as he groped me, and I found myself wondering less as to whether Andre was always so insatiable than how delightful ā and challenging ā it might be if he actually were.
His hand moved back and forth between my orbs, and the fire within me began to ignite again to the point that my pussyās light tang reached my nostrils again. Andre must have caught my scent, too, because he let go of my breast and turned his attention to my bare mons, and began rubbing it with his palm.
My head lifted enough to watch Andreās palm flow in slow circles against my skin, his fingers and thumb held up so as to not touch me. His hand is large enough that when he curled his middle and ring fingers, they sank through my folds inside me, and I moaned as my legs bent at the knees and spread for him.
āAre you always this ā¦ charged?ā I purred.
āNo,ā he said, then added in something between a teasing and taunting tone, āSometimes Iām much, much worse.ā
His thick digits pulsed inside me, and I could think of nothing but the passion, the affection, the dominance heād displayed since last night. I was surprised at how comfortable I was with it all, even without knowing what he was thinking or what would happen next.
Andre pulled his fingers from my pussy and placed them at my mouth. They glistened with my nectar and radiated my bouquet as my lips parted and I suckled them, tasting both my own honey mixed with a faint saltiness of the seed heād deposited in me before lunch.
Once his fingers were clean, Andre slid them from between my lips and rolled off the lounger, grabbing my legs and dragging me downward till my butt was against the edge of the chairās foot end. He kneeled before me, lifted my legs over his shoulders and buried his tongue between my folds, and I sighed softly as he lapped at me, confident I was to be taken again
.
Repeatedly, Andreās tongue began at my rose, dragged through my tender lips and stopped after flowing over my clit. With each lick, I held my breath and my body tensed as I savored the sensation, his slow, methodical attentiveness to my body.
Since moving to The Meadows, my life had been filled with the controlled, the rational and the professional. What Andre was doing to me was basic and primal, and I was finding myself getting more and more sucked in by the departure from my routine.
My mind was a void by the time Andre lifted up and plunged into me again, my pussy offering no resistance to his entry, thanks to his earlier use of me. My legs crossed behind his back and he kneeled at the foot of the lounger, the rest of his body upright as he rocked back and forth, and my hands extended outward, firmly grabbing the chair armrests as he again made me his.
It wasnāt long before Andreās thrusts grew with intensity and depth. My breasts jiggled more and more wildly as the fuck became more primal. My body was growing more used to having Andre between my legs, filling me completely and with each drive into my womb, I cared less as to what Monday would hold.
My mindās drift was shattered when Andreās hand crashed against my tit, causing me to yelp.
āPay attention to me when Iām fucking you,ā he said in a mocking tone.
My arms wrapped around my orbs as his words sank in, leaving me feeling like a scolded child.
āHands back to the armrests,ā he smirked as the intense thrusts continued.
I did as I was told, gripping the chairs arms again, his other hand immediately slapping my other breast, causing me to tense head to toe as I squealed, āThat hurts!ā
Andre grabbed my hips, the backs of my legs running up his torso, my feet dangling over his shoulders as he drilled me almost violently, my body heaving forward as he used me. His cock began to twitch inside me as it had the other two times heād fucked me and another rush of his seed filled me.
My body was a mess. The chairās cushion was covered in my sweat and my crotch was soaked with my and Andreās fluids as he grabbed my legs and led them downward till my feet were flat against the deck.
Andre stood and then took a step backward, looking at me as if admiring his work. He offered me his hand and I took it, and he helped me up and began walking toward the house, eager to see what would happen next.
We moved through the kitchen and into the living room, my hand in Andreās as we walked. We stood on the rug on the opposite side of the table from the sofa on which heād already fucked me twice. I complied when he asked me to kneel and he turned his back and lifted the top from the box that had been sitting on the table since this morning.
My eyes widened and my heart pounded in my chest as I saw his hand emerge from the box with a collar. I remained still as he turned toward me and opened the hinged ring, placing it around my neck and snapping it closed before slipping a small padlock through the back rings and sealing it shut.
I now knew what Andre Gregory wanted with me.
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