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 Adults Only Author: BarelySofi Copyright 2017 (sofieta.teta@gmail.com)
Title: Little Bastards 24
STORYCODES: Cons, Submission, exposure, maledom, boydom, oral,
exhibition
Summary: Sandra, a typical 16 years old girl, is still accepting
challenges from the boys and the man who had previously blackmailed her.

   Little Bastards

   Chapter XXIV

   August 24th

   Next morning I woke up early, I had to move some boy's arms and legs out
of me before I could stand up.

   I went to the bathroom and did my morning rituals before I could finish,
the twins appeared while I was still in the toilet.

   "Good morning"· they said at the same time.

   "Good morning" I replied blushing a little.  They two took off their
clothes and stepped into the shower together.

   "Finish that and come here, babysitter."

   Damn boys, I would prefer anything than the babysitter thing, which
reminded me what I was supposed to do instead of going around the house in
my birthday outfit.

   The boys felt especially playful that morning.  I could tell when they
made me kneel in front of them and start to suck them by turns, a few
seconds to each one.

   That took some time, each time I had one on the verge, they swapped
places, Wesley was the first one cumming, and a few seconds later was
Trent, I managed to make them cum out of my mouth.

   After those morning blowjobs, we washed together.  First I did Trent,
then they two washed me, and finally, I washed Wesley.

   The other boys were waking up slowly, some of them came to the bathroom
to pee and washed their teeth, or do whatever.

   No one did more than peeing.  It was probably weird enough to use the
bathroom while we were washing each other.

   We three finally went back to the living room.

   I started to make breakfast while the rest of the boys had their
showers.

   "Boys, can I go running?" I asked.

   "You don't have time today, have breakfast, then get dressed, anything
you want.  Your dad told us to give you some free time today.  You'll get a
visit." Said George, but all of them nodded in agreement.

   "A visit?" I asked.  And they only shrugged.

   "oh.  ok" They allowed me to have breakfast normally, then I put some
clothes on, regular clothes, nothing too sexy, I was getting nervous, the
boys watched me changing, and some of them smiled, that comforted me.

   Around 10 Am, I heard the doorbell.

   "Go, we all will stay in your room," Said Wesley.

   I was shivering when I opened the door.  A challenge?  Who was there?

   I opened the door without looking.

   "Hi!"

   It took me some seconds to knew her, the girl from the club, what was
her name.  Virgine?  V?

   "Hi," I said, it is hard to recognize her in such clothes, the only time
I'd seen her was in the club, and she was wearing a corset or something, I
never saw her from her waist down.

   Now, dressed in a denim skirt, cowboy boots, and a shirt.  Her collar
was the only thing I could easily recognize.

   "Well, can I come?" She asked with a smile.

   "Sure...  "V," Right?  please come in."

   I let her come and closed the door on her back.

   "You seem surprised, no one told you about me?"

   "T..they only told me I was expecting a visit."

   She smiled

   "Yes, I hate when Master makes me feel that way, always partial
information to keep you on the verge."

   I nodded

   "P..  please, come in, do you want something to drink?"

   He walked to the living room.  Some cartoons were still on the TV, I
took the remote and turned the Tv off.

   "Sorry for the mess, we had a sleepover last night," I said, blushing
deep, how much did she know about my situation.

   "Yes, your Dad told me about it, so?  where are they?"

   "They?  My Dad is out, on travel, and Mr.  Barnes...  I don't know."

   I jumped when V hugged me tightly from my back.

   "Relax Sandra, your Dad asked me to help you, I know about your little
secret."

   I blushed, but suddenly, the fact of not having to hide anything to her,
helped me to relax, I felt my body limped.

   "They're in my room" I finally said.

   "Good!  later I would love to know them, but first, we have to know each
other, and, some water would be great."

   I smiled and went to the kitchen to fill two glasses with cold water.

   We two had a seat.  She was looking at me.  I noticed her eyes,
beautiful ones.  I felt jealous of her.

   Of course, not only her eyes, I mean, she was pretty, I'd always
considered myself as an average girl, well, she wasn't.  At least to my
eyes, she was on the top.

   Instead of blushing, she smiled at me.  I blushed, she had noticed my
eyes over her.

   "Well, I think I should start.  Your Dad, Bill, he asked me to meet you.
Sorry, but, Thursdays are the only day I'm not working at the club, so,
today is the only day I can stand up before midday."

   I nodded

   "Thank you, but..  why?" I asked.

   Well, he thinks that meeting another girl, in a similar situation well
not the same, but meeting an owned girl could help you, he told me that you
spend all the day surrounded by boys and men."

   I couldn't tell why I was so shy, she was nice, he was helping me, but
somehow, I was feeling awkward.  I finally nodded.

   "Thank you, V.  I don't know...."

   "Crap, Sandra, you're so shy!" She said, serious, but I could feel some
mocking in her voice.

   "Ok, let's do something, let's go to your owners so I can introduce
myself, believe me, that's going to be weirder for me than for you."

   I nodded.

   "Oh.  Ok" I said, I knew I was acting dumb, but that was nothing I could
do about it, what was my Dad expecting about it, that we started a
friendship after just a few seconds.

   I walked to my room.

   "Boys, she asked to know you," I said, after knocking my already opened
room's door.

   She stepped in front of me.

   "Hello Sirs, I'm Virgine, but you can call me V if you want.  I'm Master
Angel's submissive, please, excuse me for any inconvenience I'm causing."

   I looked at her.  I could feel she was proud of each one of her words,
the boys, well, their faces said anything.  Some of them were blushing, but
all of them were looking at her.  Well, not all, Brad had jumped out of bed
and was already hugging her before I could notice.

   "V!!!" He called out loud

   "Brad!" She replied, she took him into her arms, and hugged him tightly,
so tight that I could even feel him squirming.

   "Wow, you've grown a lot!" She said, and I watched Brad's little chest
inflating proud.

   V turned to me and winked.

   "Hey...  I did some babysitting myself before being old enough to work
at the club."

   That made me think about her age.

   Finally, the boys reacted and started to introduce themselves, after a
couple of minutes, the introductions had finished.

   Brad was still on V's hands

   "So, Brad, are you being nice with Sandra?"

   He blushed and faced down.

   "Yes, he's a perfect gentleman, and really nice to me."

   "It was curious, but, part of my shyness left me when I talked for one
of my boys."

   Slowly, V left Brad back on the floor.

   "I think you were watching Tv, please, don't let us bother you, we will
find a place to talk, if that's fine with you, Sirs."

   "Sure V, don't worry, you're not bothering, we spend most of the time
here anyway." Said Ronney, I could feel him a bit intimidated, but at least
he was the only one to talk with V.

   Virginia looked at them, then smiled.

   "Ok then, thank you, please let us know if you need anything."

   She said before starting to walk over.  I followed her back to the
living room.

   Well, we sat down again, and we started to talk about Brad, one thing
came after another, I found that she was younger than I thought.  She was
21 years old, and she was with his owner since only one year ago.

   Before, he had known my Dad, and they had "played," it didn't work.  Mr.
Barnes didn't blackmail her.

   Well, that was a direct question from me, but, who could blame me?

   She had babysat Brad, Mr.  Barnes had told me that I was not the first
one, so...  was a logic question.

   But no, she was never blackmailed.

   I tried to get her opinion about my situation.  She didn't give me one.
She only told me that those boys would not be her choice, but, it was mine,
so, good enough for her.

   We were talking for about a couple of hours, we made lunch together, and
she stayed with us during lunch time.

   She was respectful with the boys, but, she was keeping distances,
probably that was what a good submissive does.  You respect other
submissive's owners but show them that you don't belong to them.

   The boys stayed pretty silent, she was nice and tried to break the ice,
only Ronney followed her.

   We exchanged phone numbers.  I had another person to help me, that was
good.  She would even have me out next Tuesday, just a girl's night,
nothing naughty.

   Then she left us.  I had a little nap with the kids, the boys didn't
tell me to get naked again that day, and everything else went the way you
could say.  "Normal."

   Finally, before the boys would leave, Dad wrote me, he had written the
boys during the days, but not me.  We were chatting for a while.  He was
still at work so that he couldn't call me.

   I told about my chat with V because I thought that was what he wanted to
know.

   "If you want there's a private party tonight," He wrote to me.

   "Do you expect me to go?"

   "I'm just giving you the option, I'm not expecting anything, Tess and
Neil can pick you at home, and leave you there tomorrow morning."

   "The club?"

   "No, something more private can be hard, but again, your limits will be
respected, if you agree you will be under Tess orders, I trust her enough."

   "It' going to be like that other night?" I asked, not sure about the
answer I was looking for.

   "I've been talking with Tess, and with V also, I don't know about Tess
plans, but she knows about your likes, so, probably, whatever it is, you'll
enjoy it, partially at least."

   "I don't have much time now if you want to try, call Tess or Neil, they
will take charge of you, then let Mr.  Barnes know about it, he will take
care of the boys until their parents came to pick them.

   "Ok Dad, thank you!"

   "Good night Sandra, whatever you choose is fine with me, that was not my
idea, so, just think what you want."

   "Good night Dad."

   I asked the boys about it, they said more or less the same than my Dad,
it was my choice, but I could see some of them excited about the idea of an
exciting night for me.

   What can I say, I'm weak...  I called Neil, and then to Mr.  Barnes.

   Neil told me that they would be there to pick me around 7:30 pm.  and
suggested me to have a light dinner before going.

   The rest of the evening I was half excited half terrified, what would
happen to me.  I knew I was safe, but beyond that, I didn't have a clue.  I
was going to an unknown place, with strange people.

   I would like to wait for the boys to leave before getting ready, but I
was short of time.

   First, I had to be sure I was well shaved.  That was a thing the boys
were still curious about, so, I had to make a show for them.  Luckily no
one tried to help.

   I was shivering on my own, so, I didn't want to think what would happen
if any of them sought to shave me.

   They watched me while I had another shower.  They should be aware how
nervous I was because they allowed me to get ready without making it more
difficult.

   Around 18 PM I was ready and dressed, the first boys started to leave.
They all were especially nice that day, hugging and wishing me a good
evening.  Mr.  Barnes came one hour later to pick-up the remaining boys.

   I forced myself to eat something, and I was about getting back the old
habit of biting my nails when the door bell rang.

   "Hello Sandra," Said Neil when I opened the door, of course, he hugged
me the way he used too, and that mean until I was almost out of breath, he
stepped inside.

   "Hello Neil, thanks for coming," I said once he had released me.

   "Tess is already there, she sent me to pick you up, are you ready?"

   "I have my toiletries, and some spare clothes, do I need to take
something else?" I asked him, showing the little bag I had got.

   "No, I think that's enough, ok, let's go." He took my bag and led me
outside.  After I had locked the door we walked to his car, he put my bag
into the trunk and opened the door for me.

   Soon he was driving while I had my head full of questions and unsure
about asking him or not.

   "Neil...  Can you tell me what should I expect?"

   He smiled, patting my leg nicely.  "You will be fine.  We will be there
for you."

   I hadn't noticed he was wearing a suit, so, no latex night, I thought. I
was a long ride, we left the city and headed to the mountain, we went
through some small villages.

   Neil stopped the car in front of a big fence, he hit a button, and the
door opened.

   "What's this place?" I asked while he was Driving, if that was private,
it was huge.

   "It's from one of our friends.  You will meet him soon."

   He drove that path for about five minutes.  My jaw dropped down when I
saw the building.  It was a palace, a castle, well, nothing I had seen
before.

   When Neil stopped the car again, we were in front of the main door.  A
man was there, waiting, he opened the door, and waited for me to step out.

   Neil gave him the car keys and led me inside.

   "Most of the place is empty.  It's an old castle, our friend bought it,
but is taking a while to get all the place back to its glory." He said.

   Well, the place was fantastic, the first thing I noticed was the height,
was over helming having so much space above your head.

   "We're a bit late, Sandra, please hurry up" Said Nail, he had walked
while I had stopped.  I rushed following him.

   I was already lost, when he opened a door.

   "Wait here, Tess will come soon," He said, and after hugging me again
and wishing me good luck, he left me alone in that room.

   I did a little exploring, waiting was bad, I was scared and excited, so,
I tried to guess that room's purpose.

   It wasn't a bedroom.  I found a bathroom, a big one, some closets, and a
dressing table, some mirrors, well, probably that was the purpose, just a
room to get ready.  But ready for what?.

   I was sure that at some point I would be naked, probably touched and
toyed, that was not the scary part, the scary parts were the ones I didn't
know about.

   I sat on the bench, in front of the dressing table, I looked myself in
the mirror.

   I hadn't applied any make-up, so I was as natural as I could be.  I took
a pic with my phone.  I would send it later to the boys

   Neil had said that we were late, but now I was there, waiting, well...
Tess was my temporary holder, and I think that making a girl wait is one of
the owner's rights.  Is there a chart of rights, or something similar?.

   I heard someone knocking the door.  I jumped out of the bench.

   "Please, come in," I said.

   The door opened, and I saw Tess.

   "Welcome Sandra, let me introduce you to my friends." She said, and I
saw two women after her, one was younger, maybe on her 30s and the other
one was apparently same age as Tess, but of course, even while they were
wearing classy and elegant, Tess's size and voluminosity made them look
less impressive.

   She introduced them to me.

   Xendra the older one and Omnia the younger, of course, those were fake
names, maybe I could believe someone called Xendra, but...  Omnia?

   "I meet them with a pleased to meet you Miss" That was the best I could
do, I had read a lot about that world, but at the end, I didn't know
nothing.

   Tess had told them my name, but none of them used it, Dolly, sweet
thing, cutie...they used those words when addressed to me.

   Tess hugged me for a while, and the other two were staring me and
talking to each other

   I was dying to ask what was going to happen, but Tess didn't give me a
chance.

   "Put your clothes on that Bench Sandra" I had been told to undress in
many ways, but never in such indirect way, just put your clothes there,
that meant a lot, It implied to take them off, expose yourself and then...
put your clothes where I've told you.

   I did as told, first shoes, then my dress, and finally my bra and
panties.  I folded my clothes and left them on the bench.

   "Oh, Tess, she's delightful" Said Omnia.

   Xendra seemed to agree since her eyes were checking all my body,
delightful....  yes, a curious word, I thought I could add it to my little
vocabulary.

   "You should work on her body language, that pose is deceiving" Said
Omnia Again.

   I tried to improve my pose without being told, I did a mix between the
inspection pose and a standing one, moving my shoulders back, and my
breasts out, I even moved my legs apart not too much, just a little.

   Tess smiled at me, that's perfect, just relax your hands, let each one
of your fingers lie relaxed, you're with friends now.

   I realized having my hands closed into fists, I relaxed them or at least
I tried.

   I was feeling embarrassed, with the boys, well with them I knew they
liked what they saw, I didn't mind to be naked in front of them, but with
those women, I felt scrutinized, as if they were looking for flaws or
defects.

   Tess moved my hair to my back, all my hair, exposing me totally to those
women, I shivered when his finger ran all back down my spine.

   "What do you think?  they will love her, or not?"

   "Oh Damn Tess, sure they will.  Could I borrow her in a few weeks?  It's
my Rob's 18 birthday.  She could make a perfect gift."

   They?  Birthday?  What they were talking about, I felt ignored as they
talked about me, I was feeling alone.

   I looked at Tess.  She was still smiling, did she know how I was
feeling?.

   I felt even worst when I felt Tess leaving me, it was only for a few
seconds, but I didn't seem that way to me.

   Then she covered me, and I felt a light cloth over my skin, I looked
down, it was like a tunic.

   It reached down my knees, sheer, with straps on my shoulders, I could
feel her fingers buttoning the tunic on my front, then he fixed my hair,
with a long tail on my back.

   She also gave me a pair of sandals, those looked simple ones.  I stepped
into them.

   "Well, Ladies, why don't you go with the men so I can have a small talk
with Sandra?"

   Silently, they left the room, leaving Tess and me alone.

   "I'm so happy you came Sandra!" After the show, some good friends were
asking about you.  I thought you would enjoy some adult company, being
surrounded by boys, all day.

   Don't take me wrong.  I'm sure they're nice, but...  also inexperienced,
and I'm afraid you're missing so many things...

   Today, you will experience some of them, I will be there for you, but
I'm lending you to them, they will enjoy your company, and your services
and attentions, you will obey them, I would love to do it myself, but, I'm
afraid you're into males.

   "Do you know what's a safeword?" She finally asked while I was still
processing the information, I nodded.

   "Yes.  Miss"

   "Would you like to pick one yourself?  or want me to pick it for you?"

   I shrugged, I was too nervous to think clearly.

   "Please?" I asked, I was asking her to choose one for me, but I didn't
have the words.

   "What about Violet?  will you remember that one?"

   "Violet," I said, half absent.

   "Who are they?.  I know them?  H..  how many?" I started, but she placed
her finger over my lips.

   "Too many questions, you will be ok, they're good and experienced
friends, they know what they need about you, and that's all you need to
know about them."

   I nodded, knowing that that was the only information I was getting from
her.

   "One last thing Sandra, truth and sincerity, this doesn't work without
that, I'm sure you'll do a great job, and you enjoy it."

   She walked to the door, not to the one I had come, but to another one, I
followed her, and I only short corridor, and another door at the end.

   Tess knocked the door and walked to my back.  I felt her strong hands on
my shoulders.

   The door opened, and I saw the man who had received us at the main door.

   I was shivering.  My heart was beating hard.  I looked around.  The room
was giant.  It seemed to be a library, with bookshelves covering all the
walls.  Tess pushed me gently, and I started to walk.

   I looked to my right, there, I saw the to women.  Xendra and Omnia, I
also saw Neil.  Instead of walking to our right we did it to the front,
there I saw a big fireplace, and in front of it, some armchairs, I knew
that some people were sitting there, but from my position, I was unable to
see them.

   I had stopped again, Tess pushed me, she was gentle but firm enough to
make me walk again.

   We surrounded the armchairs, and I finally could see them.

   Three men were sitting there.  Their eyes moved to me once I was at
sight, the younger was about my dad's age, the other two were older, I
looked down, while Tess was leading me.

   She stopped, the armchairs were placed in a semicircle in front of the
fireplace, I was facing them, I could feel the fire warming my back.

   Tess' hands pulled my shoulders back, and instinctively I moved to the
position she had shown me, I tried to relax my hands again.

   "Gentlemen, this is Sandra, I hope you enjoy her company tonight."

   She made me turn around and kissed my lips for a second, then, turned me
again until I was facing them.

   She left me.  I saw her walking to Neil and her friends.  I felt loner
than never before.

   I was still unable to look those men.  I was looking down.  I could feel
someone was smoking a cigar, that odor went deep to my nose.

   Even without looking at them, I could feel their eyes over me.

   "Step on the table, girl" I heard, I saw the coffee table in front of
me, still not daring to look at them I silently stepped over the table.

   "Turn around" I turned around the voice was different, I faced the
fireplace.

   "Take the hem of your cloth and lift it up." I had to bend over a
little, and started to pull my tunic up, exposing my legs slowly to them, I
was wondering how much I had to show, I pulled more and more.

   "Hold it there" I heard, feeling relieved since I noticed that I was
still covering my butt.

   I was used to spending all the day naked.  I wasn't showing anything
private to those men, so, why I was feeling so embarrassed..  so... 
excited?.

   "Nice legs Girl, they look firm, do you exercise often?"

   I talked, hearing my voice as if it wasn't mine.

   "Yes, Sir.  I like running" I had both hands clasped on my dress.

   I heard noises, then a presence on my back, a hand on my lower legs,
firm hands feeling my legs all the way up, I didn't move, his hand stopped
when they reached my tunic.

   "Turn around, " And I did it, still looking down, holding my dress
without knowing why.

   "Look at me, Girl, I want to see your face."

   I finally lifted my face, it was an old beardy man, on his 55 maybe, all
his hair was partially gray, he had glasses.  I felt his hand on my chin,
his thumb on the lower lip, pulling it down, exposing my teeth.

   "You're shivering, girl, are you scared?"

   "I..  I'm nervous Sir, and a bit scared," I said, that was the longer
phrase I had told since I was in that house.

   His hand didn't leave my chin.  His finger was on my teeth.  I felt it
too intimate.  Your teeth are not something people usually reach with their
hands.  I had never realized it before.  Your dentist does it, yes, you do
it sometimes, but, who else?

   He pushed his finger between my teeth, without thinking, I slightly
opened my mouth.

   "That's better, relax girl," He said, while the tip of his thumb was
between my teeth.  I think I gasped.

   "Tell us girl, what part of your body makes you feel proud, what's your
best part?"

   I was an average girl, I didn't have big breasts, my butt was..  well,
was probably nice, but I couldn't tell, my eyes?  yes...  I liked them,
those were my Dad eyes, while my hands were mom's, at least my dad had
always said that.  My mom used to play piano, and I had her long fingers.

   "My eyes, Sir..  or my hands."

   His eyes stared mines while I tried to not blinking for a while.

   "Your hands, show me."

   I released my cloth, feeling it dropped down, covering my legs again, I
put my hands between us, palms down, he took them, looking and examining
them.

   He moved his fingers between mines.  He checked my nails, then he
exposed my palms and started to check them, I was still shivering then,
once he was satisfied, he placed each one of my hands back to my sides.

   I looked to Tess, in the distance, she was staring at me, Neil was at
her feet.

   "Something interesting, girl?" I blushed, facing him again.

   "N.  No Sir, Sorry"

   I felt his hands on me, undoing my tunic buttons, I looked down
blushing.

   "Don't!  Keep looking at me, Girl.  Don't hide your eyes."

   "S...  Sorry"

   He was slowly undoing them, probably in purpose to make me feel each of
his movements.  He didn't finish, once he reached my tummy, he moved his
hands to my shoulders, pulling the straps down, he pulled my tunic down,
exposing my breasts.

   "Hold it" I wasn't unsure, but moved my hands to my waist, holding the
tunic in place.  He stepped back.

   The three of them nodded in agreement.  Now I was able to look at them.
If at first, I was showing my legs, now I was showing my naked torso, I
wanted to look down, but didn't, I forced myself to keep my eyes up.

   "Come," Said the man on my right, he was the younger one, his hair was
black, and seemed grassy, it was something about him..  I didn't like him,
I can't tell why, maybe his face, or his eyes.  I stepped out of the table
and walked to him.

   Without a word, he reached my leg, moving my tunic up, he was harsh, I
could feel his hands squeezing my muscles.  He motioned me to turn around,
and I did, relieved for not having to face him.

   He was still sitting, he checked my legs again, exposing them, but he
didn't stop, his hands reached my buttocks, I squirmed feeling those rough
hands on my bare skin.

   I clenched my teeth while he felt me as much as he wanted.

   "Turn around and get on your knees."

   I did as told.  He looked at me.

   "Don't you know how to kneel properly?"

   I blushed, his words sound as harsh as his hands.  I moved my knees
apart, still holding my dress.

   I found myself looking down again.  He didn't seem to care, with the
back of his hand, felt my left breast, then groped it for some seconds,
before putting his fingers on my nipple.

   Both of them were hard, and of course, I was wet, I was in those men's
hands.  He pinched it hard, and I gasped.

   He focused on my left breast, ignoring the other, why?  Well, those two
were the same, feeling one, is like feeling the two of them.

   I hated him when he slapped it, not too hard.  It was not physical pain,
but, it was his way of doing it.

   I couldn't tell how much time he played harsh with my breast, but after
releasing it he put his hand in front of my face, I watched his palm, a bit
sweaty.

   "Well?" I looked at him confused.

   "Kiss it, Girl!  you should thank it for the attentions."

   Silently I moved my lips, reaching the palm of his hand, and kissed it
softly.  I was glad of only kissing it.  I would hate to feel its taste,
even for a second.

   "And?"

   "Thank you," I said.

   "Go back to the table."

   "Yes, Sir," I said, I stood up, holding my tunic in place the best I
could, and stepped back to the table.  They three were sitting there,
looking at me.

   I saw the man who had opened the door walking over, I blushed deep, and
looked down again, he served some drinks to the men and left us the same
way he had come.  Quietly.

   Someone snapped on my left, there was, the third one, the older one, on
her 60, or maybe more.  Bald, but his skin looked smooth, even with his
wrinkles.  He was the one with the cigar.

   He snapped again, I was confused but with his eyes motioned me to go to
him.  I got closer, I felt the smoke, but he did nothing to avoid it.

   He left his cigar into the ashtray next to him.  And snapped his fingers
again.

   "Your hands" I still had them clasped into my tunic, I wondered if it
would drop down once I released it, or if it would somehow hold in place. I
would know it soon.

   I released it, and it dropped down to my knees, I tried to hold my
position and offered my hands to him.

   He took them, ignoring the fact that I was fully exposed, he checked the
back and the palms.  His fingers were short and fat ones, he leaned to me
and sneezed mines, first one, then another.

   Finally, he released them, and I put them back to my sides, then, he
motioned me to get closer, I stepped forward until I was standing between
his knees.

   He applied one finger to my pubis.

   "Good, you seem a clean girl." I looked down, watching his hand, his
finger, running all over my pubic area.

   He left that area, and moved his hands to the sides of my legs, reached
the tunic, and pushed it all the way down.

   "Turn around," He said, with a smacked on my leg that made me shiver
again.

   I turned around, acutely aware that he had my butt a few centimeters of
him.

   "Touch my feet with yours." I had to think what he meant, then I finally
realized, I moved my legs apart, wide enough until my sandals were touching
his shoes.

   "Show me your flexibility, try to reach your toes."

   Fortunately, I was facing the fireplace.  I was blushing enough to
wonder if I was redder than the fire.

   I hold my breath and bent over until my fingers reached my toes.

   I couldn't remember feeling so expose and vulnerable before.

   I gasped again when he smacked my butt.

   "Good!, on this position your legs look beautiful," He said, his hands
ran on my inner tights.

   "You smell like sex, girl, I'm sure that your little cunt is wet" I
would have blushed more if that would have been possible.

   Another smack on my butt woke me up.

   "So?  I am right, or not, girl?"

   Of course, it was wet, impossible to cover it, and the fact that he
could smell it was proof.

   "Y...  Yes, Sir"

   He smacked me again.

   "That's the way you've been taught to answer?  I thought you had some
knowledge at least!" His words made me feel really bad because I knew he
was right.

   "Sorry, Sir, Yes, I'm wet!"

   His hands moved up and down my legs.

   "All of you?  or only your cunt?"

   I felt against the wall, cunt wasn't one of my favorite words, and the
few times I had used that word...  I had never used it to name my pussy. 
He wanted that.

   "My cunt is wet, Sir, Sorry."

   And his hand went to check it, he moved slow, from my position I had a
perfect view of his hand between my legs.

   With two fingers he moved my outer lips apart, then, with another two,
he took my inner lips and pushed them, making me gasp again and feel my
legs trembling.

   He explored my pussy, opening and spreading all of it.  He pushed his
finger inside me, not deep, but I felt his finger there, inside me for a
few seconds.

   He took his cigar back.

   Go to John, let him watch you.

   I didn't know who John was.  I didn't know their names.  I moved to the
man sitting in the center.  He had been the first one.  I walked to him and
turned around bending over again to show him anything.

   I felt a second hand examining my privates, I could also watch it, I
heard some clinging, I looked his hands, and I saw him with an ice cube on
his fingers.  I clenched my teeth.  He moved it next to my exposed lips, he
kept the outer ones spread, with one hand, while his other hand moved the
ice closer and closer.

   I moaned feeling the ice for the first time, he moved it back for a few
seconds, and then he placed it again over my sensitive pussy.  I moaned and
gasped at the same time.

   He repeated the movement a few more times, each time he kept it in place
a little longer, and each time I felt wetter and next to cum.

   I had never guessed that my body would react that way to the ice,
instead of cooling me off it worked the opposite, I started to move my
waist to seek more contact, he began to pull it back, not letting me reach
it.

   "She's needy, do you want something girl?" He said.

   I stopped looking for contact, but then, he allowed me to feel it two
more times, my body followed it against my will.

   "That's not the way girl if you want something you beg for it."

   I wanted to touch me, or to feel the ice, I saw his face, he was having
fun, he knew he was mean, but he was enjoying it.

   I wanted to cum, and I knew what to do, I had to start playing the game.

   "Please, Sir.  let me finish."

   "Finish?  It's early.  We still have a few hours, and you want to end
yet?" He was mocking me.  He wanted the words.

   "P..  please, make me cum Sir," I asked, he smiled, and let me feel the
ice again for a few seconds, I moaned again, only a bit more.  Then, he
stopped.

   "How much do you want it, girl?" I only had to move my hands, rub myself
for maybe 30 seconds, that would be enough, why I wasn't moving at all.

   "R..really deep, Sir...  Please" I begged again.

   "Maybe...  are you willing to do something in return?" I shivered, I
didn't know what he wanted, well, at the end he probably wanted sex,
but.... That was out of limits, or at least I thought it was.

   "What do you want, Sir, I can't offer anything."

   He leaned to me, reaching my mouth, I felt the ice on my lips, I opened
my mouth, and he pushed it inside along with his finger, then, he pulled
his finger back.  I realized how small the ice had become.  It had melted
in my mouth.

   "Those lips, are you willing to give me your lips and that cute tongue
of yours?"

   A blowjob?  That was not a big deal, it was not that I loved it, but I
didn't care too much about it.  I looked at him.  He was taking some more
ice out of his glass.

   "Yes, Sir, please, I'm willing to give them to you, please.."

   He put the ice again on my pussy, I squirmed and moaned, I almost yelled
at him when he pulled it back again.

   "Are you sure?  If I make you cum, I will be able to use your mouth in
any way I want?"

   Probably I was too naive, I nodded.

   "Yes, Sir!  I'm sure, please!"

   I saw him, and I saw my pussy, red, wet and open, no need for him to
keep it open with his fingers, it was ready, I blushed about that view.

   "Ok then."

   He put it again over my pussy, longer that time, I moaned and clenched
my teeth, I clenched my fists, instead of keeping it all the time, he was
moving it from one spot to another, even when it was only on my inner
tights.

   I was moaning.  I cumed, even in that position I cumed hard and long, I
trembled and moaned, I probably yelled too loud.  He didn't stop.

   I felt the ice moving from one stop to another, reaching my most
sensitive places, utterly unaware of the time.

   I was in my own world, watching my sex dripping, my wetness, and the
melted ice I knew I was going for the second.

   I knew I was about giving that man the satisfaction of making me cum on
his hand for the second time, I was on the verge, and then he stopped.

   "Sorry girl, you only asked for one."

   He took the ice to his lips, then between his teeth, showing it to me,
and he finally swallowed it, while I felt almost crying in frustration.

   "Please.  I asked again."

   "Don't be greedy, girl!" Stand up now.

   He was still holding a smile, enjoying, I forced myself to stand up, and
realized how much I had forced my body, for a second a wave of pain ran
through all muscles, I stretched myself, before reaching the first
position.

   "Go back to the table."

   I did as ordered, fully naked, I could hear them talking, commenting my
reactions as if I wasn't there.

   The man who had opened the door came back to refill their glasses, also
offered a cigar to the only one who was smoking, I was glad he declined the
offering.

   The man on my right talked to me after a time that seemed an eternity.

   "Turn around, bend over and spread your asscheeks girl." I obeyed,
deeply embarrassed, I thought he would come, maybe toy me a bit more, but
he didn't, they just talked more, while I was exposing myself in such a
brutal way.

   The women came and talked with them a bit more, Tess seemed interested
for my performance, they told her that they hadn't started yet.

   They left me again with the three men.

   "Have you cooled yourself enough?" Asked the old one.

   I didn't move.  Instead, I answered him, just the way I was, exposing my
tiny back hole to them.

   "Y...  Yes, Sir"

   "Bufford!  bring the box for the lady."

   "You may stand now," He said to me.

   I felt relieved, releasing my buttocks and standing up, I turned around
just in time to see the man, Bufford...  Leaving the room.

   We all waited, he came back with a chest, not so big, not so small, he
placed it in front of me, I blushed feeling him so close, I wondered what
he was thinking about me.

   He opened it, and I saw..  toys..  not the toys the kids play with, but
sexual toys.

   I had tried one some time ago.  One friend had lent me one of hers, I
remembered it as a bit painful and disgusting, I preferred my fingers, my
little fingers, that thing was too hard for me.

   "Pick one you will like, feel free to try them."

   I looked the three of them.  They were staring at me, for a while I
imagined them as wolves.  I knelt in front of the box and started to look.
I didn't know what I was looking for, I ignored their plans, I picked one
that seemed right, not too big, I turned it on, and I felt it shaking in my
hand.  I turned it off.

   "This one?" The old man asked I nodded.

   "Yes, Sir"

   "Ok, Bufford, please." I was there, still holding that dildo in my hand
while the old man closed the chest and took it away from me.

   "We've heard that you like challenges?" He asked.

   "Yes, Sir" I answered, again a bit scared.

   "We also love challenges" There's a little game we like to play, it's
racing if you cum before we do, you lose.  If you make us cum before you
do, you win."

   Of course, those men were not talking about handjobs, and I realized
that I would have to suck each one of them, I wasn't surprised since I had
offered my mouth to one of them minutes ago.  I nodded.

   "If you win, each one of us will make you cum only with pleasure.  If
you lose, we will also make you cum, but with pain, nothing extreme, don't
worry, we're aware that you're new, but..  yes, there's going to be some
pain.  Do you want to play the game?"

   Usually, I would say yes!  Without thinking too much, but...  I had seen
the boys changing only in a few weeks, at first, they cumed real fast,
while each time I had to spend more and more time, I wondered how long
those olds could stay.

   On the other side. .well, what I was doing there?  I was there to have
new experiences, and so far I had cumed only with an ice cube, I was
curious about the other tricks they had.

   "Yes, Sir, I would like to play."

   Now the rules.

   You have to make us three to cum before you do it.  The little thing you
have on your hands, you have to keep it on your cunt all the time.  We
can't touch you, and you can only touch us with your mouth Of course, even
if you lose, we expect you to finish the round.  You have to make us three
to cum before you do it.

   Now, since you're young and we're old, we are adding an extra rule to
help you, you have 60 seconds to cool off, you can divide it and use it in
smaller periods of times.  That means that you can stop playing with your
toy during a total of 60 seconds.

   Bufford here will track the time.  He will let you know about the time
you spend on each pause.

   You choose the order, once you finish with the first, you go to the
next.

   I did my choice, first the older one, second, John...  third the
grassy-haired man.  I choose the older one since I was sure he would be the
one taking longer, and probably the more difficult, I wanted to be still
fresh for him.  The remaining two, well, really I hated the grassy man, and
bad enough would be sucking him, to do it before the rest.

   I walked in front of the older one.  He smiled me.

   "Do you want me to stand, girl?"

   I didn't know what he meant.  I shook my head.

   He spread her legs around me.  I moved next to him.

   I moved my hands to his belt when he slapped them.

   "No hands!"

   I looked at him.  He had caught me.  I couldn't believe I would have to
undress him only with my mouth, that would make the whole think next to
impossible.

   I moved my lips reaching his belt with my mouth.

   "No no...  you can't touch me without feeling you with the toy unless
you want Bufford to start with the cooling down time." I looked at him
helplessly.  It was a trap.  It was impossible for me to win.

   He smiled.

   "I will ask you again, do you want me to stand, girl?" That was what he
meant, the only way to take off his clothes with my mouth was if he was
standing.  I felt really dumb.

   "Yes, please, Sir."

   And he did, he took his cigar..  yes, I was wondering how long he kept
smoking the same one and stood up.

   I turned on the dildo, I looked at it, I was again wet, and that wasn't
good at all, Just feel it, don't push, rub the surface, that should make it
easier.

   I placed it on my pussy and felt the shaking while I used my teeth to
release the belt, I had never tried it before, it was difficult, pull here,
release, then pull there...  I finally released it, and I was starting to
feel the effects of the dildo.  The button, only one, but how could I undo
it?

   Well, they had tricked me, so...  I tried the fastest option, I bit the
button and pulled it until I felt it free between my mouth, instead of
undoing it I had ripped it out.  I looked at him, He was smiling, I could
feel him surprised, and probably in a good way.

   The zipper went down easy.  Once I managed to bite it, I pulled it down,
the pants were not so difficult.  I gasped, feeling the dildo working my
pussy, I had been too focused with his clothes that I hadn't noticed that I
was pushing it a bit more, I returned to a more safe position and started
to pull down his pants, he was having fun, he was turning around, helping
me, almost telling me where to pull each time, I pulled them to his knees,
and then only his briefs were in place.

   I was about exposing an old man's cock, a man that was older than my own
grandpa, oh shit!  you're dirty, girl!  I thought while blushing.  stop
thinking and focus.

   I pulled his briefs down in 4 movements, i watched his cock, and
realized..  he was not even hard...  that was going to be really hard for
me.

   He sat down quietly, leaving space for me between his legs, he took his
cigarette with his mouth.

   I didn't want to loose.  I remembered the few tricks I had learned, and
some movies I had seen.  Instead of starting to suck, I looked at him, I
stared at him, I licked my lips, and then, I kissed his cock, it worked,
since I could feel it twitching.  I kissed it a few times, keeping my eyes
on his, then, I started to lick the head slowly, feeling the soft meat, it
was somehow working, but I doubted about making him hard before cumming
myself.

   The dildo, even when I was trying to keep it only slightly rubbing my
pussy, I felt is persistent, slowly arousing me.

   My tongue was also persistent.  I felt the cock slowly reacting, I
wrapped my lips around it, only the head, and flicked my tongue against it,
I was feeling like a porn actress.

   The cock was growing, slowly, but it was growing.  Of course, he was
enjoying, watching the young girl playing all her tricks to his cock, I had
to try something different, I stopped sucking.

   "Please, Sir...  Can you cum for me?" I begged, and his cock reacted, he
looked at me.

   "Sir, please, I'm begging you, could you get hard for me, so I can suck
your cock until you cum?" Again, it worked, he was getting hard, I begged
him again and again, then, once I thought it was hard enough I swallowed it
all.  Soon, it was fully hard, and I was moving my head, tongue, and lips
in a frenzy.

   Bufford was doing his job, I had lost 3 seconds, one by one, he was
looking at me, and he started to count at the same moment the dildo wasn't
in contact with my pussy, again, not knowing about time I only tried to
make him cum, talking and sucking, licking and kissing, he was already
moaning, breathing deeper.

   I thought what would happen if he had heart problems if he died while I
was sucking him, that really worked for me, nothing like the thought of
sucking a dead old man to cool off.

   "4" I heard Bufford.  Damn man!

   Thinking about the dead man helped me enough to make him cum before I
did it myself, he groaned, and his body tensed, soon, I felt his cum in my
mouth, not so sticky, not so much, but soon I had to face reality.

   No bathroom, no time, nothing to wipe, only the carpet.  Ok, do it.

   I swallowed it all and watched the old man with a smile on his face.

   One to go, two more.

   I moved to John, the one on the middle, I was still feeling the cum
taste on my mouth.

   "Please Sir, could you stand so I can take off your clothes?"

   "Sure, Girl," He said.  He stood up.

   "Dead man, Dead man, Dead man" Those were my thoughts while I was
fighting with the belt.  A bit easier, probably because John was more
fitted than the older one, and the belt wasn't so tight.

   I was about ripping the button of his pants when he stopped me.

   "Sh sh sh, Girl, let me help you, I need those to go back home," He
said, and he undid the button, his zipper went next, and soon, I was again
fighting with his pants, he didn't help, but I already knew.

   "5."

   "Damn Bufford!!!" I looked at him angrily, he only shrugged.  Where I
was...  the pants, yes, I already knew how to pull them down, in maybe 15
movements he was on his briefs.  The clothes fight also helped me as a
coolant, too nervous, moving too much, is was difficult to feel a lot, even
with a dildo shaking your privates.

   I asked him to sit down, another limp cock in front of me, what they
needed to get hard!

   At least getting him hard was easier, but on the other side, I had to
cool off.

   I started to suck him off, again staring at him, playing all my tricks,
while I heard Bufford counting.

   "6..  10".

   For involuntary pauses, he counted each second, but then, he did it only
from five to five.

   I waited until he counted 20 before moving the dildo back to me.

   Yes...  I made him hard sooner and easier, but soon I found he was going
to be a difficult one to make him cum.  I was having trouble again, and he
was only breathing a bit faster than before I had started.

   Another cool off of 10 more seconds.  No tricks for him, anything
worked, only brute force, and I needed another 20 seconds before he
released inside of my mouth.

   I had to face the third one, the worst, well, that would probably help
to cool off, but the reality was that I only had 10 more seconds to stop,
and a hard job in front of me.

   Now I was feeling the mixed taste of two different cums on my mouth.  I
had swallowed the second one just without blinking, it wasn't that bad,
just...  different.

   I asked the last one to stand up, and he did it.

   "Give me 8 of your seconds, and I will undress " He offered me.  Well,
eight seconds...  that would only leave me with two more.  also, the
undressing part wasn't the worst one, I mean, I didn't get aroused by it,
but...  if he didn't help, I would probably need more time to undress him.

   "I agree, Sir".

   The man silently pulled down his pants and briefs then he sat down.

   I heard Bufford say "58."

   At least he was not fully limp, only half hard, but that was better than
nothing, I faced him, his eyes, I didn't like him, I didn't like his face,
his eyes, his mouth, nor his smile.  Then...  why was I getting wetter with
him that with the rest of them?

   Only two seconds, only two damn seconds to cool off, think...  think...
a dead man, old man, zombies...  monsters....  nothing worked.

   I was sucking his already hard cock when I realized something.  I had
been so stupid...

   I focused on the dildo, holding with with both hands, and I turned it
off.

   I heard the three of them laugh.

   "Smart girl," Said one of them, I won the challenge, with the inner
dildo barely touching my pussy I sucked the third man until he came in my
mouth.

   I swallowed it, maybe it was my mind, disgusting man, disgusting taste,
I didn't like that man, but at the end, maybe the last second, while he was
cumming in my mouth I saw a nice smile, not the ugly one, but a nicer one.

   The three of them clapped hands.  Even Bufford did it.  I stood up and
bowed to them.  I was feeling proud for winning that challenge, your
mind... you will never know everything about it.

   They three were clothed again, and I was the only one naked.

   "Bufford, I'm sure Sandra would appreciate something to drink, and
please, show her the bathroom, we will have a rest."

   "Come with me, please" Said Bufford.

   I followed him, we walked to a small door, small compared to the rest of
the doors in that house, he opened the door and showed me a small room with
a sink.

   "You would like to use those," He said, showing me a kit of tooth paste
and a brush.

   "What would you like to drink?"

   "Some juice, please, if that's possible."

   "Orange?"

   "Sure, thank you, Sir."

   "You're welcome little one, but, I'm Bufford," He said leaving me there.

   I looked myself into the mirror.  My face was red, my hair, even with
the tail was messy.  I washed my face and brushed my teeth with energy.

   Bufford was back, with a Jar full of orange juice and one glass.  He
filled the glass for me, and I drank it all, I was thirsty, and it worked
great on my mouth.  I had a second glass and brushed my teeth again.  I was
feeling fresh again.

   I thanked Bufford and went back to the men.  I saw Tess, still talking
with her friends, she noticed me and I could swear she winked me.

   The three men were standing and talking to each other.

   "Ah, you're back, great, I think I would like to use that mouth now."
What?  what the hell I had done a few minutes ago?  I had used all my
skills and each little spot on my mouth to please them.

   He somehow seemed to read my mind, and shook his head.

   "That was a game, remember?  he gave you to chance to accept a new game.
A game in witch you showed some interesting skills, of course, but, a
game."

   He was right, I looked at him, then to the old man.  Had I been fooled?
not really..., Even whey they had started a game if I thought about it... I
didn't have done anything they couldn't just ask for.

   The man sat down on his chair.  The other two left us alone.  He tapped
the carpet in front of him with his foot.

   "Kneel, and help me with my shoes, girl.  I want to try your hands on my
feet."

   Yes, Sir, as you wish" I said, absolutely in purposed, I was playing my
own game.

   I kneeled in front of him, and started to take off one of his shoes, he
rested his feet on my tight, while I untied the cords and pushed it, then,
his sock.  After putting the shoe next to me, with it's sock inside it, I
started with the second one.

   "what are you waiting for, girl?  an invite?  massage them"

   I had done a few feet massages on my live, most to my dad, some of the
boys, I didn't think the boys enjoyed them, so, I guessed they ordered me
just to try me.

   He leaned back, and I started the massage it, at least it was clean, I
took the feet on my hands, and started to squeeze it, moving my hands up
and down and squeezing once and again, his eyes on me, I was kneeling with
my knees apart, not hiding anything.

   He had switched the feet, and I was massaging the second one when the
other two men were back.

   "How's she doing?" Asked the grassy man.

   Not bad.  She lacks a few strength, but with enough practice, I'm sure
she could be a good masseur."

   "Sure!  she can massage my cock next." Said again the grassy man.

   John released his foot from my hands and planted it on my breasts.  I
felt his feet rubbing my nipples and breasts.  Then he moved up.

   "Time to use your mouth girl, start kissing, then you can start
licking."

   I was confused until he planted his feet in front of my face, I looked
at him.

   "Girl, you heard me, you accepted this..." He rubbed his foot on my
lips, I blushed, my first impulse was to move back, but I stopped.  I
kissed his sole for the first time.

   "Good, hold it, I'm tired, and keep going."

   My arms were tired from the massage, and holding that foot at the eight
of my mouth was hard, but I complied, I kissed his feet, one time, then
another, I started to kiss here and there slowly.

   "The toes, Girl."

   I nodded and started kissing each one of his toes in turns.  I was
blushing deep red, I was kissing that man's foot, why?.

   Of course, no one answered my thoughts.

   "Enough kisses, now start licking, loong and wet."

   I started to lick, moving my tongue all over that man's foot sole, that
was a thing I would never think doing, but somehow, even doing that
disgusting thing, I was still aroused, not because I was enjoying that man
foot, but maybe...  maybe because I was doing it...  because they told me
to do it.

   "reach between the toes girl, don't forget any spot."

   I looked at him, there, sitting, leaning back, looking at me, while I
was forcing my tongue between his toes.

   "On your fours, cunt" I heard on my back, I turned my face only a
second, I saw the grassy man, instead of waiting for me to obey I felt his
hands reaching my ankles and pulling them out, I almost dropped down, I had
to put my hands on the floor.

   "Keep licking!" Said John, and I realized that I was on my fours.  John
had put his foot on the floor, I followed it with my tongue, while the
grassy man was spreading my legs wide.

   I heard a buzz and shivered when I felt the dildo on my pussy.  I still
had my tongue busy, licking the foot in front of me.

   "Suck those toes, girl, let's see how many can handle your mouth."

   And the situation went even more bizarre, a naked me, on my four,
sucking a man named john's toes, while another man, a disgusting one was
using a dildo on my pussy, and another man, a really old one was next to
us, smoking a cigar.

   I was already wet, trying to feet three toes inside my mouth, the grassy
man was using one hand to keep my lips opened, while he played the dildo on
my pussy with probably too much expertize.

   I heard my butt smacked hard.

   "Push this up, cunt!", I did it, bending my back, pushing my butt up as
much as I could, the dildo was pointing my clit directly, sending signals
to my brain, while I could feel my buttocks being spread, John was pushing
his foot inside my mouth, forcing my jaw to open for it.

   I could somehow hear my own slobs, mixed with the dildo buzzing, the
rest was silence, with the only exception of the fire.  I moaned loud at
the same moment I felt something sliding on my ass crack, the mixed
feeling, fear, thrill, excitement, along with the situation it self, made
me cum instantly.

   I looked around, where I was.  I found John, and that grassy man, one
had taken my hands, the other had taken my feet, they were moving me,
without a word they had moved me into a table, and put me on my back.  My
head was hanging at one side, my legs on the other side

   My world turned upside down.

   The buzz again, and a cock sliding inside my mouth, it was hard that
time.

   On the distance, I could see John, wiping his foot and putting his socks
and shoes again, then.  I looked at the cock in my mouth, and looking up, I
saw the grassy man, so, the one playing with the dildo was the older one.

   The cock was pushing deeper in my mouth, harsh, but somehow I felt he
was giving me time to get used.  My pussy was also being toyed with the
dildo.  I closed my eyes

   Someone slapped my tit.

   "Keep your eyes opened, cunt."

   While I was trying to push myself to the dildo, the cock started to fuck
my mouth rhythmically, going a bit deeper each time, I didn't have my hands
restrained, I was free to move, but why I was not fighting?

   The cock reached my throat and didn't stop, I found that in that
position it slid easily through it, I had to breathe using my nose, but it
was possible.  I was moaning again, that time I tried to resist, I didn't
want to look like an easy girl.  Dumb me.

   John was back, next to me, upside down I saw him releasing his cock, he
took my hand, I thought he wanted me to stroke him, but instead of that, he
put it on his balls, I left my hand inert, he used it, I felt his hairy
balls.

   About the lower part of my body, yes...  it seemed distant, my brain was
getting pleasure signals from there, but I was unable to watch what the old
man was doing, I could feel that the dildo was away from my pussy, but I
was being rubbed, probably by those old fat fingers.

   The dildo attacked again, but this time it was between my buttocks, I
felt it reaching my little hole, that vibrations on that private spot.

   The cock on my mouth moved away, John left my hand and slid his own cock
inside my mouth, the grassy man didn't go far.  His rough fingers went to
my breasts, He pulled my nipples, I gasped, it hurt, but I also moaned.

   I could feel my butt clenching around the dildo, clenching and releasing
in short spasms.  I closed my eyes again, and John twisted my nipples until
I screamed opening my eyes again.

   John took off his cock out of my mouth.  I thought he would switch
places again with the grassy man.  He didn't.

   He put his balls on my lips.

   "Suck them" And I did, I wrapped my lips on those sacks, and started to
suckle, while John was stroking his own cock.

   I cummed again, with a man' balls in my mouth, while another one was
torturing my nipples..  and a third one was toying my pussy and butthole, I
suddenly felt embarrassed.

   John released my mouth from his balls, I saw his cock in front of my
face, I opened my mouth to receive that cock again, but instead of that, I
watched that cock cumming, spurts of cum...  to my face, mouth, nose, lips,
chin, cheeks.  Then, yes...  Once he had cumed, he slid his cock back into
my mouth, fucking it rough for some seconds.

   They left me there, on that table, I was exhausted, I watched all three
men talking, they called Bufford, and then the three men went with the
women.

   Bufford walked to me and offered his hand to help me.  I sat on the
table.

   I realized a chest at his feet.  He opened it.  "More toys?" I
wondered...

   He took something, leather, at least that was what It looked like.  I
wondered how much time I had been there.

   Bufford started to work, he asked me to lift my arms, and slid the
leather on them, he went to my back.  I let him do whatever he had to do.

   I could say it was some kind of harness, only leather strings but no
clothes at all.

   "Empty your lungs," He asked, well, he ordered.

   I did as told, and he pulled some straps on my back hard and quick, I
felt the leather thing tighten around my body, my breasts grow bigger.

   "Ok, you can breath normally again" Well, that was not really true...  I
could breath, but not normally, that thing was too tight around my chest
and tummy, I had to breath short.

   He took some more pieces, some plastic pads, he attached them to my
knees, again too tight for my taste.

   I looked for the rest of the people.  The men were standing around the
women, Neil wasn't there, I looked for Tess, she didn't saw me that time.

   The next things Bradford used on me were some wrist cuffs, I was used to
them, but the next I wasn't it was like a pair of gloves, it covered all my
hands, but they didn't have any fingers, they seemed like Doraemon hands. I
smiled to the occurrence.

   He put something similar on my feet.  I was still guessing what was
that, Bufford didn't talk, he just asked me to do what he needed.

   I had an idea when he showed me another part, it was a mask, not
covering my face, but It had ears, leather ears, maybe doggie ears, maybe
kitty ears, it had some straps on the front.

   He put it on my head, then, again, he adjusted it with some straps on my
back, I would never be able to release myself.

   "Open your mouth" I complied, and he put something in my mouth, I felt
him tightening some straps, oh man!  he had studied something to know how
to put all those things?

   When he released me, I was unable to close my mouth.  I had something
between my lips and teeth.  My mouth was kept opened, I was able to breath
through it.

   That time, without a word, he took me from my waist and moved me into
the floor.

   "Stay on your hands and knees, please."

   II think that was the first time he used the please word.  I did it.  I
moved to my fours.

   I tried to see what was he doing, the only I could see was some little
chains attached to my knees and them to one ring into my harness.

   Finally, he attached a leash to my back.

   "Come," He said and pulled the leash starting to walk.  I followed him
to the place where the men and women were sitting.

   I saw him walking to the older man, and asking something, the old man
answered him.

   He left me there for a few seconds, when he was back, I felt his hands
on my waist, again he tightened something there.  I looked up to my back
and realized a belt, with a tail.

   "Now..  I was really a bitch."

   "Come, Sandra, let's walk you."

   I followed him when I heard Tess.

   "Bufford, please," She said.

   "Stay here," Bufford said, and went back to Tess, I saw her giving
something to him , and after a short talk, he was back with me.

   He led me through another door, a big one that time, at first I hadn't
noticed, but the chains to my knees had a purpose, I was unable to stretch
my legs, in fact, I was forced to move in short steps.

   The stairs were difficult, but Bufford was patient with me, giving me
time to carefully step down.

   Crawling around an unknown house was bad, but, realizing that the man
leading you is not the only one working on that house, that's worst.

   I noticed it when we crossed one door.  I was not used to that kind of
house, but, with that door, all changed.  from luxury to functional, and I
also heard some voices around, a corridor, with doors at both sides, single
doors, like the ones we had at our house.

   We crossed paths with some people, men, women, most of them ignored me,
but not everyone.

   "Hey, Bufford, who's she?"

   "She's Sandra.  She belongs to Miss Tess."

   I looked up and watched a man, younger than anyone I had seen before in
that house, but still, he was probably next to his 30s.

   He knelt in front of me.  lifting my face.

   "She's cute, and..  young...  is the younger one I've seen here."

   "Yes, indeed she is."

   That man hands reached my breasts, I instinctively crawled back, but
Bufford pulled my chain

   "So are they having fun?" Asked the man, groping my breasts as if they
did not belong to me.

   "Do you know how to sit, Sandra?"

   Asked the man.  Bufford pulled my chain again.  I barked once, well, I
tried, barking with that thing on my mouth made it difficult

   "Off" was the only sound I could make, and I sat down in my doggy
manners.

   "Good girl!" The man said, squeezing my breast gently.  "Ryan!  come
here.  You will want to watch this" I blushed, when another man, only
covered with a towel stepped out of another room.

   "Oh fuck, Bufford!  you're a lucky man!" He exclaimed after having a
brief look at me.

   My legs were getting tired of holding that position.  The first man had
moved to my back, I could feel his hands on my back, moving all the way
down, while the new one.  "Ryan" was checking my breasts with one hand,
while with he other he kept my face up.

   "Cute eyes, but messy face," He said, making me blush again, I had
forgotten that I still had all that cum over my face.

   Bufford let them check me for a while.  Then he said we had to go.

   We walked some more until we reached another door.

   We stepped into a garden, a big garden, with fountains, benches and
anything you could guess.

   I hadn't noticed how warm was that house until we reached outside, I
felt a refreshing breeze all over my body.

   "Let's find a good spot for you." Said Brafford, pulling my leash
gently, but firmly.

   Good spot for what?  I was thinking, I suddenly knew, why do you walk a
dog?

   I turned my face to him, but he was looking around, we walked next to a
fountain.

   "Well, we don't have all night, you better hurry or they will be mad."

   I blushed deep red, but he was looking at me seriously, no jokes, I
would have to pee outside, like a dog.  He walked me to some bushes, and
then we stopped.

   I couldn't believe it.  He was waiting for me to pee there, in front of
him.  Well, I had peed in front of the boys, but in the bathroom, not
outside, not as a dog.  I blushed more.

   He took something out of his pocket.  It was my phone...  Ok..  I really
need to lock it.  I was getting mad at him, but then I remembered Tess
talking with him, she had handed him my phone?.  but why?

   He examined the phone for some seconds, then, he started to take pics of
me in my dog outfit.

   Probably that was what Tess had told him to do.

   I tried to focus on the peeing thing.  We were next to the fountain, and
I listened the water sound.

   I was dying to know the time, but outside there was no way to guess it.
the only think I knew, was dark night.  10,11,12, later?  For all the
things that had happened to me, I would not be surprised to see the sun
rising at any moment, but I knew that that was not possible.

   Focus on peeing.

   Bufford had finished with the pics, he took something else out of his
pockets, light up a cigarette and looked at me.

   "Shhht is a secret."

   "Off" I Barked.

   "Come on girl!  do it!" He said, smoking his cigarette, he sounds
impatient, but his actions told otherwise.

   I closed my eyes, squatting down, and started to think only about
peeing.

   I blushed when I heard him making a fake water noise with his voice.

   Come on!  I'm not a little girl anymore!  I thought, but..  wait... 
it's working..  d..don't stop!

   And I started to pee, the most uncomfortable pee of my life, I felt my
own pee splashing my feet, but with those chains on my knees I was unable
to move them away, anyway, I peed.

   "Good girl!" Said Bufford, while patting my back gently, "Let's go clean
you."

   We walked to the fountain.  He carefully put his cigarette on a bench.
He sat at the edge and took a towel out of his pockets, a small one.  He
soaked the towel into the fountain, and started to wipe my face, he was
gentle, but he was also fast and efficient.  He soaked the towel again, and
I squirmed when I felt the wet and cold towel on my pussy, he wiped all of
it with that towel, before doing my legs and feet.

   He took my head and looked into my eyes.

   "Girl, how old are you?  you look too young for this" He said, he wasn't
mad, he was sincerely curious, and apparently not expecting any answer.

   "Now..  that's when I usually have my reward..  but not today, not with
you, maybe next time," He said, caressing my cheeks.

   He walked back to his cigarette, he finished it there, sitting next to
me.  He checked his clock.

   "Time to go back."

   He put off the cigarette and threw it into a trash bin, along with the
towel.

   We walked back to the house, same path, Ryan, and the other men didn't
appeared, and we did it back to the room without news.

   First.  we walked back to Tess.  She smiled at me, while Bufford handed
her my phone.

   The men were playing pool, Neil was also there with them, he seemed to
have fun, and those men were treating him as an equal.  I had time to watch
them.

   Bufford unleashed and ordered me to sit down.

   All the men there ignored me, only Neil looked at me from time to time,
smiling nicely, I loved that man.  huge and sweet as a teddy bear.

   Finally, the old man looked at me.

   "You're drooling the carpet, cunt."

   I looked down, that was true, that thing in my mouth, I was unable to
swallow properly, so all the saliva was dripping out of my mouth.

   Bufford was back, with a bowl of water, at least that was not new.

   He released me from the gag and told me to drink

   I was thirsty, and even slow I almost finished the water.  He put the
gag back in my mouth.

   John and the old man won the pool game.  Suddenly they all looked at me.

   After releasing the chains of my knees, I found myself tied to the pool
table, on my back, arms, and legs wide opened.  The grassy mand had his
face over mine.

   "My turn," He said.

   He showed me a couple of metal pieces, clamps, silently he attached them
to each one of my nipples, then, the did something with them, and they
increased the pressure on my nipples, Once I screamed, he stopped, and
then, he did the same with the other one, again, he didn't stop until I
screamed.

   He pulled the chain that linked both clamps a few times, each time I
screamed, the gag silenced most of my screams.

   Next thing he showed me the dildo, it was still bright, probably due to
my own fluids, he slid it into my mouth, through the gag's opening, with
that gag they could put anything inside my mouth, and I would be helpless,
unable to avoid it.

   He played with the dildo inside my mouth, pushing it down and pulling it
out, moving it inside my mouth, reaching each spot inside my mouth, while
his eyes were fixed on mines.  He released my mouth.  He ran his hand all
over my body, I was tied, and exposed, his hands owned my whole body, he
flicked the clamps, and I squirmed, I didn't scream that time, he moved
down.

   He left the dildo on my tummy.  His hands reached my legs, knees,
tights, I felt his rough hands running over my sensitive skin, he reached
my pussy.

   I couldn't see him, I only could feel him, his hands, pulling my outer
lips, reaching the inner ones, pulling and twisting, I gasped, and at some
point, I screamed again, it was painful, but not the kind of pain you want
to stop immediately.

   I shivered when his fingers captured my clit, I was probably wet, if not
It would be probably painful, he squeezed it, slowly increasing the
pressure until I screamed again, then he released it.

   I saw him reaching the dildo.  I heard the buzzing.  I watched Neil.  He
was looking at me, smiling.

   I felt the dildo over my clit, shaking all my body with only that small
part, I would have clenched my teeth, but that gag didn't allow me.

   I squirmed, feeling something bitting my lip, not my mouth one, then,
another one, again the pressure on them increased until I screamed again.

   I wanted him to stop, but..  at the same time, I was curious about what
he was going, I was getting wet, my nipples and pussy lips were hurting.

   I saw him again, a chain on his hands, he attached it to the one linked
to my nipples, then, he pulled it gently.

   I felt all, nipples and pussy lips pulled at the same time, I screamed
and gasped, I felt my mouth full of my own saliva, I tried to hold my eyes
into his.

   He smiled and moved between my legs again.  He applied the dildo into my
clit again.  I squirmed in pleasure.  Then he pulled the chain, and I
gasped in pain, he switched between both, pain and pleasure, a bit longer
each time.

   He stopped, and I felt something hot between my legs, I could feel it,
next to my skin.  I tensed my bod, trying to avoid the hot spot, he stopped
just when I thought I couldn't get any more, then, again the dildo on my
clit made me squirm long and loud.

   He talked to John, and this last one went between my legs.  I felt the
dildo again on my clit.

   The grassy man was next to me, he pulled the chain again, and I tensed
all my muscles again, I saw his other hand, holding a candle.

   I was pushing my body towards the dildo but looking scared that candle,
he moved it over my tummy, and he turned it.

   I saw the wax dripping out.  The candle was a few centimeters away from
my skin.

   I hold my breath, and I felt the hot was on my skin, forcing me to gasp
again, It didn't burn, but it was enough.  He poured some drops all over my
skin, each time I got shocked, not hot enough to burn, but the impression,
the sensation was too intense, watching the candle, waiting for the next
drop.

   The dildo was moving from my clit to my pussy.  Sometimes I could feel
the tip inside me.  Sometimes I found myself wishing to feel it deeper,
pushing my body to it helplessly.

   The grassy man was playing with my pain, the pain I felt each time he
pulled the chains, the feelings each time he dropped was over me, and the
pleasure I was feeling with the dildo.

   I cummed again, at some point I was really on the verge of an exploding
orgasm, the grassy man released the clamps of my nipples, and a new wave of
pain ran through my whole body.  Someone did the same with my pussy, and I
found myself tensing my body until each one of my muscles hurt, clenching
my teeth into the gag, fists closed inside the gloves, and trying to get
that damn dildo deep inside me.

   The grassy man smiled, again the friendly smile, not the disgusting one.
He kissed each one of my eyes.

   They untied me, and removed the gag, Bufford removed the harness, and
the gloves, he covered me with a blanket.

   I lied there, over the pool table, I would never see them same way, I
reached my nipples and rubbed them gently, they were feeling better.

   They left me alone for a while.  I think I felt asleep.

   Next thing I remember was Neil holding me in his strong arms, voices
around, those men voices, and women voices, some talking about me, some
talking about other things.

   I slept all the way back home.  And I was in my bed, I had thought we
were going to Tess ad Neil's home, but they came to mine.

   I woke up during night, I checked my phone, 4 Am.

   I picked one of the photos Bufford had taken and sent a message.

   "I'm home, good night!"

   I heard voices in the living room, I walked there, still naked, and I
found Tess and Neil sitting on the sofa.

   I took a glass of water and went to sit with them for a while.  They
didn't talk, they made some space for me between them.  Again, I felt
asleep feeling their hands on me, on my hair, on my back, I was feeling
safe.

   [End of Chapter XXIV]

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