Kathy felt as if she had been crucified. Her body was suspended on a large wooden cross, with her arms over the top part of the T. Her hands were chained to the wooden pole, and a thin metal cuff was around each wrist.
One of her legs had been strapped to the bottom part of the crucifix, and the other was in an even more horrendous position.
Her leg had been bent up, and strapped so that her ankle was pressed right up against her thigh. However, it was the shoe she was wearing, with the ice skating blade at the bottom, which brought her the most pain.
Kathy was naked, and the blade was cutting right into her slit. Each time she tried to move, she could feel it cutting deeper and deeper, until, a few seconds later, she could see a slow trickle of blood.
Her neck had a leather collar around it, with two thick ropes which came down under her breasts, and were tied to the ends of the pole, also.
"Help me," the young girl started to scream. "Help me. Please, someone."
When she heard the vile laughter, it sounded so menacing, and she could feel her entire body shaking. As that happened, she felt the cutting blade on her skate hurting her even more, and her screams were louder.
"Please, I don't know what's going on. I don't know why I'm here."
"You're here because you've been a pig," she heard a voice say. "You have to pay for being a pig, and you will pay."
Then, she felt the stinging leather across her flesh, and her tears began to flow.
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CHAPTER ONE
She could remember meeting Jerry for lunch, and telling him that if she had anything else to drink, she probably wouldn't be able to stand up and make it back to work. He had laughed, the way he always did, and he had filled up her glass with champagne as soon as he had finished laughing.
So, she had had another drink, and she had laughed as she felt his leg rubbing up against hers, under the table.
Kathy had run her fingers through her long black hair, and she had smiled.
"Not here, Jerry. Someone might see what you're doing."
"If there was anyone under the table here, I would expect that he would be licking your pussy, or she would be giving me a blow job. As I don't feel anyone moving at all, I can only assume that there's no one there."
She had laughed, and then she had felt his hand touching her thigh.
"Come on," he had said to her, and Kathy could remember wanting to say something to him about eating. After all, he had called to invite her out to lunch, and all that they had done was drink. She wanted something in her stomach.
However, when she felt his strong hands touching her shoulders, and felt the thrill starting to run through her body, she knew that she could go without eating. If anything, she had started to think about how she would eat him.
But now, she could feel the pain running through her body,, and she twisted and turned on the cross-like thing that she was tied to. The worst part about it was the skate blade that she could feel digging deeper and deeper into her cunt.
She looked down at her hard brown nipples, and saw how thick they looked. In some ways, that surprised her, for she was feeling more pain than she could ever remember feeling in her life. She started to scream for help once again.
"Look, I don't know how I got here, or why I'm here, but if you let me go, I'll see to it that no charges are pressed. I promise."
There was the laugh again, and she started to think about Jerry.
He laughed just like that man. Kathy closed her eyes again, and she started to think back to that afternoon.
He had led her toward his chauffeur driven car, and the two of them had climbed into the back. Or rather, he had led her into the back, .for she was so high on the champagne, that she had had trouble walking, and had to use him for support.
As soon as he was in the back of the car, he had turned to the chauffeur, and Kathy was sure that he had given the man orders to take them back to his place. And yet, when she opened her eyes and looked around the room again, it didn't seem familiar.
She had been in Jerry's apartment so many times, and thought that she knew every single room in the large apartment.
"Let's have a snort," he had said to her, and he had opened a small compartment on the right hand door of the car.
She had snorted some, and so had he, and Kathy could remember not even knowing what it was she was taking into her nose. With Jerry, you never knew, for he had all kinds of white powders that tended to do strange things to you. Each time she had done a snort with him, she had felt different.
As soon as they had snorted in the car, she had felt sensational.
She had leaned over to snort the powder, and when she looked down between Jerry's legs, she had noticed the biggest bulge there. Having always loved the taste of his cock, Kathy had started to open his pants.
Slowly, she had pulled down his zipper, and she had reached into his underwear.
"That's a good girl," she had heard Jerry saying to her. "That's a good girl who knows how to tend to her master."
In many ways, she had thought that was a strange thing for him to say, since she knew who her real master was. At least by law, Mike was her master.
She had been married to Mike for the past few years, even though she thought that she was now in love with Jerry. Her thing for him had gone on for a few months now, and she had never been more content in her life.
Kathy loved the look of his thick, proud cock, which was why she didn't really care when he started to say those things about him being the master.
She had seen a drop of come on the head of his cock, and her tongue had started to lick it off. As soon as that had happened, her lips had to move around the shaft so that she could start to suck on him.
Jerry had loved it, as she remembered. He had moved his hand to her breast and he had started to massage her tit through her sheer top. Her nipple had stiffened then, and Kathy had loved the way it felt.
She had started to moan, and somehow, because of the pleasures that she felt running through her body, while he played with her tit, she had been able to deep throat his cock for the longest time. Her nose had been buried in his thick black pubic patch, and she had felt her throat spasming around his cock head.
Soon, she had felt him pulsating, and then, she had pulled her mouth back a little bit, so that she could catch the come right on her tongue, and taste the full flavor of Jerry's thick, creamy load.
He had been pulling on her nipple just the slightest bit harder then, and she had felt something coming over her. At first, she hadn't really known what was happening, and then, everything just seemed to go black.
Now that she was up, she could feel a cool breeze blowing over her naked body, and the more she tried to move, the more pain that she felt..
She hated the way the top part of the wooden T was pushed under her arms, and she could feel a growing pain in her armpits. The leather strap around her thigh and artkle, holding them together, so that the skate was cutting into her cunt, was more painful than anything else. And the ropes coming from the leash and pushed under her breasts, were starting to cut into her tit flesh.
"Help me," she started to scream once again, and she heard the laughter. "Jerry, is that you? Is that you laughing? I want to know. Jerry, please, this hurts. I don't know why you would want to do anything like this to me.
"And if you think that the drug you gave me to snort is helping me get through this, then you happen to be wrong. It's wearing off. It's already worn off. I'm as straight as I can be, and this is painful."
She heard the swishing sound again, and felt the leather hitting her right on the breast that time. She looked down, but the leather was gone. All that remained was a thick red lash mark, that ran along the top of her breast, right down to her nipple. The longer she looked at it, the redder it seemed to get.
"You deserve pain, you pig," she heard the voice say again.
"Jerry, why are you calling me that? Why are you being so mean to me? I never did anything bad to you. I've always been good to you."
When she heard the voice laughing again, she started to cry. Then, suddenly, she could feel someone moving behind her.
Kathy turned her head to look, but it was too late. She felt something being pulled right over her eyes, and within seconds, she could no longer see anything. Then, the blindfold was being tied behind her head.
All of a sudden, there were two hands all over her body.
She could feel them from behind. They moved to her tits, and started to cup them gently. She felt the way her nipples were getting even harder against the flat palms of the man's hands. He started to pluck at her nipples, taking them between his fingers, and she moaned a little bit louder.
This increasing pleasure stimulation, she kept thinking, was making her pain subside just a little bit. As long as she could make the pleasure level higher than the pain level, she was sure that she would be all right. She was sure that she would be able to put up with whatever this man had in mind.
When Kathy started to think like that, it worked, but only for a few seconds.
Even though the blade was still cutting into her flesh, she could feel the way her cunt was starting to get wetter. That wetness, in fact, was helping her when it came to dealing with the cutting blade. The blade was able to slide against her wettening cunt, and it helped to lubricate the chafed, sore part of her flesh.
But that pleasure did not last too much longer, because of what she thought next.
She started to wonder where the fuck this man, whoever the hell he was, got off telling her that she deserved pain. She wondered where the fuck he got off touching her .naked body, and then, where the fuck he got off even doing something like that to her.
"Keep your filthy hands off of me," she started to say.
She would have gone on too, but then, she could feel the fingers pulling at her nipples even harder, as if they were going to pull them off.
"You have your nerve talking to me like that," the voice said.
She tried to think more. Whoever it was, sounded like he was putting on the low voice. Maybe he was even wearing something over his mouth, to try and disguise his voice.
It couldn't have been Jerry, she kept thinking. He wouldn't do something like that to her. And yet, he was the last one she could remember being with. She could remember the come pouring into her mouth, the nipple being pinched, and then the blackness.
"Jerry, is that you?" she asked, but the fingers kept pulling at her nipple, and she could feel the way they were starting to twist it.
Then, she felt something else. The man was moving around to the front of her body, and while he was twisting one nipple, he was starting to bite on the other one. At first, it felt nice, for the teeth biting was light, and the teeth kept opening' and closing so slowly around her nipple.
Also, there were lips to kiss her nipple, and she loved that feeling.
But then, she could feel the teeth cutting into her flesh, and while fingers were twisting and turning her right nipple savagely, the lips were biting into her other nipple, harder than the fingers were twisting.
"Please, why are you doing this?" she gasped. "Let me go. Leave me alone."
"I told you that you are a pig," the voice screamed, and the best part of that, she thought, was that he was no longer biting her.
However, she knew that the man had stood up, and was looking right at her face, for she could feel the heat of his breath in her face, and also, feel the tension waves that were emanating from his body. She could feel her whole body getting tense then, too, and she tried not to cry again.
"Why am I a pig?" she decided to ask. "I don't even know what my crime is."
"A woman, cheating on her husband, who has given her everything. That is the crime, young lady. A woman like that is a pig. A woman like that just takes advantage of the man that she loves. She lets her husband think that she still loves him, and then she goes out and cheats on him anyway."
How could he know all of that, she kept thinking. Unless, of course, it was Mike.
She did still love Mike, she thought. He was always so kind to her.
Kathy could remember what it had been like for them last night in bed too.
He had been in a good mood, for the promotion he had been hoping for had come through. He had gotten undressed, and then he had climbed into bed with her. After a few seconds, she had felt him rubbing up against her.
His cock had felt nice and hard, and as he had rubbed it - up against her ass, she had started to moan. She had turned around, so that she was facing him, and she'd felt his hairy chest touching her nipples.
"Oh, Kathy baby, you're so fucking beautiful," he had said to her.
When he had kissed her, with such dominant authority, she had felt the way her whole body started to tingle. He had climbed on top of her then.
He had started to move his cock between her legs, and somehow, she had gotten her hand there before his. She thought that if he wasn't going to go down on her first, the least that he could do was rub his cock between her legs, and get her turned on.
She had started to do it, and it wasn't long before her cunt was wet.
After all, she still loved Mike, and the feeling of his cock in her cunt. She loved the way he could fuck her for hours without coming, during which time she would come over and over again. She loved the feeling of his cock pulsating, especially since she knew he wouldn't always come, each time that he pulsated.
His strong chest pressing down on her had kept her turned on, too.
When he had entered her, she had felt the incredibly good contact that his cock shaft had made with her clit. Since she had been aroused to begin with, the sliding sensation of his hot shaft over her love button was incredible.
Kathy remembered the way she had wrapped her legs around his buttocks, and she had started to massage them. His ass always felt nice and wet when he was fucking her, and sometimes, when he would thrust in, she would feel how taut his ass cheeks got.
"Oh, Mike, I really love you," she could remember saying to him.
And that was why she thought this man had to be Mike. Just last night, she had told him how much she loved him, while they had been fucking, and she had even known that she had a date with Jerry that day, too.
Her cunt started to get wetter as she remembered the way that Mike's cock had pulsated inside of her cunt so many times.
The first time it had happened, she had started to come harder than she had in the longest time, and she had felt her juices flowing so fast.
Mike hadn't even slowed down, even though her cunt spasms were intense. She had thought that maybe he was planning to come inside of her then, but soon, her spasms had subsided, and so had his cock pulsations.
He hadn't even had to slow down to keep from coming.
Kathy had felt how wet his chest hairs soon were, and since they had been rubbing against her nipples, she had felt wet there, too.
The fucking had gone on for the longest time, and she, had thought that she would pass out from all the pleasure. Soon, however, she had felt his cock pulsating once again, and she had heard the way that he was moaning.
"I'm gonna fill you now, baby," he had said to her. "I'm gonna shoot it all into your cunt, and you're gonna feel it."
And she had. The pulsations had gotten more intense, and then she had felt the spurts into her cunt. They had been followed with an increase of heat, since she always thought that his cock cream was hotter than her cunt, even when she was coming.
As he had filled her, she had started to come once again.
Now, even though she was bound, and the blade was still pressed against her cunt, she could feel the slow trickle of pussy juices down her thigh.
The man moved his hand there, and she quivered under his touch.
Now knowing who it Was who was abusing her, bothered her more than anything else. She had a vision of some scuzzy bum, unshaven and lice-ridden, running his hand up and down her body, letting the lice run onto her flesh.
"AH right," she said to the man. "I did cheat on my husband. I've cheated on him many times, but then again, he does the same thing."
"How do you know?" the voice asked, and as it moved up her thigh, she could feel the fingers moving closer to her cunt.
She kept hoping that they would open up the buckle around her thigh and ankle, because she wanted to lower that leg. She needed to get it down on the floor, because she could feel the way it was throbbing already, due to lack of blood circulation.
"I know," was all that she said.
She thought about the many times that she had found long blonde hairs on Mike's jackets, but she had never said anything.
It only seemed natural for a. man to want to go out and cheat on his wife, she had assumed, thinking that she was taking a good attitude about the whole thing. A man who went to work from nine to five, and met so many women while he was on the job, would tend to want to stray and fuck someone else.
It had never bothered her, and it was really not the reason why she had decided that she would cheat. It made it easier for her when she decided to, but she hadn't felt that she had to go out and get revenge.
She had just met Jerry, and had found him to be quite attractive.
She could feel the way that the hand was starting to move toward the belt buckle near her thigh, and within a few seconds, she could feel the way that it was opening up the buckle. As she lowered her leg, she felt some relief.
But then, she could feel fingers moving toward her cunt, and she was still in-pain because of the way that the blade had cut into her.
"No, don't touch me," she started to moan. "Please, don't touch me. I'm sorry that I cheated. You can tell that to my husband."
She could not get the idea of the scuzzy . bum out of her mind, and it was sending chill after chill through her body.
She could feel the fingers moving her clit back and forth, and within a few more seconds, it was stiff. Her cunt juices were starting to flow, and she felt a mouth moving back down to her nipple. It was sucking on her nipple then, and it was doing it so gently, that she felt her cunt getting wetter, faster.
Kathy started to thrust her cunt back and forth against the fingers. If this pleasure could be increased, she kept thinking, then she wouldn't even mind the way she was bound.
Of course, she still wanted to know how she had gotten there, and still wanted to know who was responsible for tying her up like that.
She decided that when she found out, she would kill. She would get her revenge.
The mouth started to lick its way down her body, and she could feel a chin rubbing over her cunt patch, then hear a voice.
"So, you are sorry that you cheated on your husband?" it asked.
"Yes," she said. "I never should have done it. He's so good to me."
"And what about your lover then? Wasn't he good to you also? Aren't you thinking that it's going to be hard to get along without him? After all, when a girl gets used to these extracurricular activities, it's sometimes hard to go without them."
"I don't know what I'm going to do," she said, and she could feel the warm breath blowing into her cunt, because of the fingers that kept her lips spread wide.
She started to moan a little bit, and she thrust herself forward. She didn't want to do any more talking, until she felt herself coming hard, and felt the way the mouth would suck her juices right out of her.
"Tell me what you're going to do with your lover," she heard the voice say.
"I don't know. I've already told you that. Now lick me. Please."
"Not until I know," she heard the voice say.
"I don't know. I'll have to give him up, I guess. Or maybe, if Mike doesn't really know about Jerry, I won't. I don't know. Please, I'm hot. It's your fault that I'm hot. You made me this way, and now you have to help me."
There was more laughter, and suddenly, she was shocked. The laughter seemed to be coming from behind her, and yet, the voice was coming from in front of her.
"That answer won't do," she heard a voice say from behind.
"No, it certainly won't. As a matter of fact, that has to be one of the worst answers that I've ever heard. Do you agree?"
"Yes, I do. And I think I know what she deserves because of it."
The two men seemed to be carrying on some kind of conversation around her, but then, a second later, she could feel the whipping.
The man behind her was starting to lash her on the back, and the man in, front of her was starting to eat her cunt. She could feel the tongue flicking back and forth over her clit, and it was feeling very nice.
But the pain on her back was keeping her passions at a certain level. She wanted a rise in them, to put up with the whipping on the back.
It was as if the pain was fighting the pleasure to see who would win, and finally, she started to come, and the man was sucking her.
The whipping continued, until she was exhausted. She felt as if she would pass out, and just before she did, the blindfold was taken off, and she gasped.
It was Mike and Jerry, both!
The blackness came over her then, and in many ways, it was the only relief she would feel for a long time to come.
CHAPTER TWO
When Kathy woke up later, and tried to stand, she couldn't.
At the same time, before she even realized what was happening, she could feel a yanking on her cunt, her ankles, her tits, and her hands.
It took her the longest time to figure out what had happened to her.
She was on her hands and knees, and some kind of intricate chain system had been worked up all around her body.
Her ankles were cuffed, with thick metal cuffs, and there were chains connected to the cuffs. The chains ran up to her cunt lips, which were pierced with one thick ring. She figured that her cunt lips could be spread wide, even with that ring on, because of the width of the round gold ring.
There was another chain attached to the ring, and that one was connected to another ring that pierced her right tit.
Her right tit was also tied to her right arm, with a thick piece of rope.
They had let her hair down a bit, so that it was falling across her face. As she tried to move again, she could feel the pain running through her body once again.
"I remember that I once had a look at you in that position," she heard Mike's voice saying, and her eyes traveled all around the room, but she saw no one. "I was working late, and I came home, and found her up in the bed with her girlfriend. At least she wasn't chained then, but I got this same view of her ass."
"I didn't know that she was into things like that," she heard Jerry saying.
"Of course. You have one horny bitch, and she'll do anything."
The tears were running down her cheeks even faster then, and she closed her eyes.
She thought about that afternoon when Cheryl had come over. The one thing she had not known, until that point, was that Mike had seen some of what they did.
She and Cheryl, a lovely redhead, had gone to college together, and for three years, they had shared a dorm. One afternoon, Kathy had gotten a call from her friend, and Cheryl wanted to come over for dinner and talk.
It had been a long time since the two of them had seen each other.
Kathy could remember how impressed Cheryl had been with the house, and even more so, with the kind of man that Kathy had married.
"Sometimes I wish I was looking for that kind of security," she had said to Kathy. "But I know it would never work out for me that way."
"Why not? You really don't even have to love the man, although I do love Mike. All that you have to do is keep him happy, and you know the one way that a man loves to be kept happy. Just do that, and you're set."
Cheryl had started to laugh then, and Kathy had been quite confused.
"You don't even know, do you? I always thought that you had some idea, Kath, but you just never did. I guess that's what you call naive."
"What? What are you talking about, Cheryl? I never knew what?"
"I'm never going to get married. I only hated boys in school as a kind of cover. I didn't want to come out then. I wasn't ready."
"Come out?" Kathy had asked, and she started to understand.
Cheryl was a lesbian, and ever since she had been living in Los Angeles, she had been having her share of affairs with women.
When Cheryl had been telling Kathy about her affairs, Kathy had remembered the way her friend's body had looked. Back in college she had been very aware of her roommate's body, as well as her own. Of course, it was because Kathy's body hadn't developed as much as it was going to, and she had not been that impressed with herself.
Cheryl, on the other hand, had large tits, and a beautiful face. Kathy had been more than impressed with the girl's cunt patch, too, for she had never seen one that was quite the color of Cheryl's. It was like a strawberry blonde color.
Kathy would never forget how she hadn't known how to handle Cheryl's telling her about her sex life, and the only way to do it seemed to come about.
"I always did like you, Kathy," Cheryl had said to her. "I always knew that the boys you were dating didn't satisfy you. I always knew that there was one part of you that would have wanted to try it with me."
"Then why didn't you ask me, Cheryl.'" Kathy had asked her then.
"What if I had turned out to be wrong? What if you weren't like that at all? You would have hated me, I know, and you would have let everyone in the dorm know about me, too. I couldn't have lived like that."
Once it was out that Kathy was curious, the two of them had gone up to her bedroom.
Kathy had loved the way Cheryl admired her body as she stripped. Her tits had gotten much bigger, and her brown cunt patch was much fuller, too.
It was only later that she had let Mike talk her into shaving it.
Kathy had been impressed with Cheryl's body once again, the same way she had been when they had been going to school together. If anything, Cheryl had gotten better looking also, although Kathy had always remembered the body as being that nice.
She had started to lie back on the bed, and within seconds, Cheryl had been lying on top Of her. As their breasts were touching, Kathy had felt pleasure sensations running through her body, and then, she had felt the way that Cheryl started to rub her leg against her cunt lips, turning her on.
Soon, Cheryl had been licking her way down Kathy's body. She had sucked on Kathy's thick black nipples for the longest time, and Kathy had felt the way that the pleasure just kept flowing through her body.
Then, Cheryl had licked her way down to Kathy's cunt, and she had started to spread the girl's cunt lips wide apart with her fingers.
Once her clit was exposed, Cheryl had started to lick it.
Kathy would never forget how good her friend had been. Up until that point, she had only had a man going down on her, and even though she had had quite a few men, none of them had ever made her feel as good as Cheryl was.
Cheryl seemed to know just the way to lick Kathy to keep her turned on constantly. She would suck the clit, and flick her tongue back and forth over it at the same time, and just at the moment when Kathy thought she needed a change, Cheryl was able to sense it and start going about licking in another way.
She kept changing her technique for the longest time, and when Kathy had started to come, Cheryl had been licking the cunt cream right out of her. As she had, she was still licking the clit, which kept Kathy turned on, even after she had reached her peak.
She would never forget the way she had locked her legs around Cheryl's head, because she hadn't ever had it so good, and didn't want the girl to pull away for the longest time. In fact, Kathy had kept her there through five of her orgasms.
It was only after she was exhausted, and laying on her back, that she started to talk with Cheryl about what had happened. It was only then, too, that she realized she had done absolutely nothing to help turn Cheryl on, and she had felt guilty.
"Hey, I'm really sorry," she started to say. "I should have been licking you at the same time that you were licking me."
"No need to apologize, Kathy. I get off on going down on a girl. I've found very few who can make me come when they go down on me. I don't really mind, though. I love to eat women, and get off doing just that."
"I'd still like to try," Kathy had said. "I'd still like to see what it tastes like to be licking a cunt."
"If you really want to, go right ahead," Cheryl had said to her.
And with those words, the lovely redhead had laid back, and spread her legs.
Kathy would never forget the way she had gotten on her hands and knees, while she had started to lick her friend. She had sucked on the tits for only a short time, because the color of the cunt bush had had some kind of magnetic effect on her.
When she had finally licked her way down to the girl's cunt, she had started to suck on the hairs first, and she had tasted a nice flavor there. Then, she had moved her tongue to Cheryl's cunt lips, and she had started to lick.
"Don't worry if you don't like it right away," Cheryl had moaned. "I think that the taste of cunt, like the taste of cock the first time, is something that you have to get used to. It's not something you love the first time."
"Talk for yourself," Kathy had moaned to her. "I happened to have loved the taste of cock the first time, and I like this, too."
And she really had. There had been something hypnotizing about the scent of her friend's cunt, and the flavor had been good enough so that Kathy wanted to keep licking.
Now, as she realized that Mike had seen her, she felt so guilty.
"Mike," she screamed out, and when she tried to stand up, she felt the way the chains and link rings were pulling at her flesh, "I didn't mean to do that. It was just something that had happened. I didn't mean to do it."
"Tell me about it, baby," he said to her, and she still wondered where he was. "I heard you tell that bitch on our bed how much you loved licking her cunt. I actually heard you say it, so don't tell me it just happened."
"Did I just happen, too?" she heard Jerry's voice asking.
And she started to wonder where the hell those two had met each other, and just how long they could have known each other.
She hated thinking about it, for she had done so many things with both of them.
She had, for instance, let Jerry fuck her in the ass, and he had been the first man who had ever done anything like that to her. Mike had been begging her to let him do it for the longest time, and she hadn't wanted it.
But Jerry had managed to turn her on enough, one day. She knew that it could have been because of the way he had coked her up.
Then, after she had been high enough, he had started to go down on her. He had licked her cunt for the longest time, and then, he had licked his way down further. She had soon felt his tongue moving back and forth against her asshole.
At first, she had hated it, but soon, he had been digging his tongue in deep enough so that she was feeling such sensations.
Her asshole had opened up wider, and as he had worked his tongue in deeper, she had felt er whole body starting to relax a lot.
"I'm going to fuck your ass," he had said to her, and then, he had been rolling her over so she was lying on her stomach.
Kathy could remember how vulnerable she had felt then, but as Jerry had continued to eat her ass, she was loosening up even more.
Then, within a few more seconds, he was rubbing his cock where his mouth had been. The only lubrication that they were using was his saliva, and at first, she had never thought that he would get into her.
But then, he had started to lick her again, and he kept doing that for the longest time. First, he would lick her asshole, and then he would slide his tongue all the way up her back, so that his cock was soon rubbing against her buttocks. He would pry himself into her asshole just a bit, then pull back.
After licking her and entering her just a bit, so many times, Kathy had felt the way her body wanted him. She knew how much she had to have him inside of her, and when she had started to beg him, Jerry had laughed.
"I knew that you would want it, baby," he said to her. "Now at least I can feel as if I've taken you one way, for the first time. It was, after all, the only virgin hole that you had left on your body."
And then, he had finally forced his way into her. The initial cock entry had been terrifying, and she had felt as if he was controlling her completely. But then, he had rested inside of her for a while, and she had felt the way her asshole was starting to spasm around his cock, and it felt great.
Then, Jerry had started to fuck her. He had slid his cock in and out of her asshole as fast as he could, and she had felt her whole body getting hotter and hotter by the second. At one point, when she slid her hand down to her cunt and started to finger herself while he was fucking her ass, she couldn't believe it.
All she had to do was touch her clit, and her body burst with pleasure sensations, that were more intense than anything else she could remember.
She started to moan as she thought about it, and she hardly even realized the way that she was wiggling her ass.
Suddenly, she could hear footsteps, and when she turned to look, she could see the two men walking closer to her. Both of them were naked, and she had the chance to compare their bodies, since they were both aroused, too.
Mike had a hairier chest, and a smaller cock, although it was not much smaller than Jerry's. Mike had larger balls, she could see, and overall, he seemed to be more attractive, when she looked up at their faces.
Both of them seemed to be rather angry with her, she could tell.
"Now, chained pig, I imagine it's time for you to make up your mind between us," she heard Mike saying to her. "I'm not going to keep a wife who has affairs all the time, and I don't think Jerry wants you half of the time, either. I think that Jerry wants you fulltime, or nothing. Isn't that true, Jerry?"
The brown-haired man nodded his head, and she was quite shocked.
"How did you two learn about each other?" she asked, and when she tried to stand up, she felt the chains cutting her flesh again. "I don't know what's going on. You two seem like such good friends. Do you know each other?"
"I never met him before today," Mike said to her. "He called me and told me just who he was, and how he had been seeing you. Of course, I was shocked, and he said that if I didn't believe you, I should come over and see for myself."
"Jerry, how could you do that?" she asked him. "Why would you do that?"
"Because I don't want you part-time anymore, Kathy. That's all there is to it. I want you for mine, forever, or nothing."
That shocked her. The two of them had never talked about anything like that -before.
As far as Kathy had known, Jerry seemed content to just have her a few times a week. In fact, sometimes he would talk with her about some of the other girls he was dating, and she never minded, because she wanted to keep their relationship open.
She didn't want him all to herself, or so she thought.
As she looked over the two of them, she could see the way that Jerry's cock was starting to twitch up and down, and she loved the way that it looked. She could remember all the good times that they had with each other.
And as far as cocks went, he had the better one, and since she loved to suck a cock and could always get off when she did it, he seemed to be the one for her.
But then, she looked at Mike. He had never treated her harshly, and was making so much money now, that she knew she would live a comfortable life with him.
"I can see that you're having a hard time making decisions," Mike said to her. "Maybe the two of us should remind you of just how good we are. Then the pig can make up her mind and choose who she wants to choose.
They started to walk closer to her, and when they were standing over her, Jerry lifted up his foot and started to rub it over her buttocks.
"How do you want to take her?" he asked Mike. "You could fuck her ass. She's been known to really get off on that."
She heard the way that Mike gasped, and then she felt a foot kicking her.
"Always acted innocent with me when I wanted to fuck your ass, bitch," he screamed at her. "Maybe I'd like to do that now. But I think that I would rather fuck her cunt now. I'll do her ass another day, if she chooses me."
"I'll take her mouth then," Jerry said. "She always loved to suck my dick, and with you keeping her cunt turned on, I can imagine that she'll go about sucking my cock better than she ever has. She is a pig in heat."
They were both rubbing their feet over her buttocks, and she felt like a piece of meat. She thought that they had nerve talking about her like that.
"Now just one fucking minute," she said. "I don't know who the fuck you think you both are, but maybe I don't want either of you."
She was kicked again, and that time, she knew that they both did it.
"No one asked you for your advice," she heard Jerry saying to her. "No one asked to hear a fucking word from you, cunt, so shut the fuck up."
"Hey, don't talk to her like that," Mike said. "You don't have to be so cruel."
"Oh, she's just another bitch, and you have to treat her like what she is. I'll fuck her face, and you fuck her cunt. And you, baby, remember what both of our cocks feel like, because after this double fuck, you're never going to feel one of us again. You're going to have to chose between the two of us."
She couldn't believe it. They were both going to try and fuck her as well as they both knew how, and then they wanted her to decide.
Mike sunk down on his knees behind her, and she felt the way he started to rub his cock against her cunt lips. She was fairly wet, from thinking about Cheryl, and as he kept rubbing his dick there, he could feel it..
She felt him starting to enter her, and as he did, she felt the way he was moving his fingers to her clit, at the same time.
She was happy about it. When she was fucked from behind, the only way that she cold get turned on was to either play with herself, or have someone else do it. Since her arms were roped and chained, she couldn't touch herself.
"Mmm, Mike, that feels so nice," she started to say. "I think that you're going to be the one who I'm going to chose without even . . . "
But she didn't even have a chance to finish what she was going to say, because of the way that Jerry sunk to his knees, turned her head, and rammed his dick right between her lips, with a hard, forceful thrust.
She could feel the way his cock head was sinking deeper into her throat, and she started to gag on it a little bit.
Soon, he was in all the way, and her nose was pressed against his thick brown pubic patch. She could feel the light hairs on his balls, as they were being pressed right up against her chin, and she started to gag.
"You're hurting her," she could hear Mike saying, and he was thrusting nicely.
Her cunt was already starting to spasm lightly, and she could feel the way he was wiggling her clit even faster, to keep her turned on more.
Jerry did nothing to pull his cock back, and she could feel the way she was starting to salivate, out of the side of her mouth.
Tears were streaming from her eyes, too, and she knew that they were involuntary tears that were just rolling down her cheeks, because of the way she was being forced to hold that cock in the back of her throat.
Mike started to thrust again and when he did, Jerry began to fuck her face. He pulled his cock all the way back, so that just the head of it was between her lips, and then he rammed his way deep into her mouth again.
She could feel the entire length of his cock sinking into her throat, and she started to gag on him again. He began to fuck her face at a furious rate.
Mike, meanwhile, was really doing a better number on her cunt.
She kept thinking about how nice he was being. He was much more careful and concerned than he had ever been with her before.
And Jerry was just the opposite, she thought. He was the one who was always so careful and concerned, and when it came right down to it now, he was the one who was hurting her. He kept slamming his cock into her mouth, and she could feel the way his cock head would force its way into her throat.
It was even worse to have him thrusting, she kept thinking. It was bad enough to have him holding himself there for long periods of time, but when he thrust in and out fast, her throat was opening and closing at an unusually fast rate, and she was having much more trouble dealing with it.
She felt the way her husband began to move his hands up and down her body then, and when he started to cup her pierced nipple, she could feel the way she was throbbing there. She wiggled her ass around a bit, and he could feel it rubbing over his groin.
"Yes," he started to moan, and she knew that he would be coming in her.
He started to shoot his load then, and she could feel the way her whole body was getting hotter as he was doing it.
Then, she felt the way that Jerry was starting to come in her throat, and that was a first for him. Usually, he would pull back and shoot his load onto her tongue, so that she could not only taste him, but even more than that, avoid having to choke.
But that time, he was coming deep in her throat, and she was starting to gag around the come that was filling her up.
Her eyes teared more, and it was only when Jerry pulled back a little bit, that she was able to swallow the come, and keep sucking more and more of it out of his cock. When she looked up at him, she could see the look on his face.
He was staring down at her, with such hatred, that she couldn't believe it.
And yet, she kept thinking that he had been the one responsible for setting this whole thing up. She had only been planning on a quiet lunch and after-lunch fucking with him, but he had decided to call her husband.
She had to decide between one or the other, and she sensed that Jerry was doing everything in his power to make her decide on her husband.
Kathy had been thinking of choosing Mike anyway, because of the tender way in which he had fucked her ass, and when she sensed the hatred Jerry now had for her, she knew for sure that Mike would be the winner.
She told them both after Jerry had pulled out of her mouth.
"I hope that you treat him better this time," was all that Jerry had to say. "Don't go around like some whore, fucking anyone who wants you."
And somehow, Kathy could not stop thinking that this whole thing had to have been set up by Jerry or Mike. It just seemed like a set-up.
CHAPTER THREE
She was almost too young to be tied, he kept thinking, which was why he decided that he wouldn't go all out and do it the way that it did it with some women.
Instead, he tied the blonde-haired Lily to a chair, and pulled her hands behind her back. He had taken off her bra, pulling the strap off of one shoulder, but when he had started to pull it off all the way, he had changed his mind.
She looked much better, and much more innocent, sitting there tied and bound, with her small bra hanging down from one shoulder.
She was unconscious, and Jerry had to smile. He knew that she was one of the best looking young girls he had ever seen in his life.
He moved his fingers down to her red nipples and started to pluck at them, and he could hear the way that she was moaning. He felt the nipple getting stiffer, and then, he started to slide his hand down between her legs.
He could feel the way her bush was thin, and really just getting thicker, but he didn't just want to finger her there. Instead, he pried her legs apart, since he had not tied them to the chair, and he started to finger her cunt lips.
Lily moaned a little bit more, and she was dreaming. She dreamed that she was lying back on her bed, and that her sister Leslie was starting to finger her.
They were twins, and they shared the same room, and ever since they had both reached maturity, they had been making it with each other. In fact, she and Leslie had been making it with each other even before they could both come.
They had loved to go down on each other, and lick each other's cunt.
She was sure that was what was happening this time. Leslie had to be sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt.
When the young blonde girl opened her eyes, she started to gasp.
She could see a strange, brown-haired man, standing in front of her. He was on his knees, and he was starting to wiggle her clit back and forth.
She tried to pull her arms free, so that she could hit him. But when she couldn't pull free, she felt the ropes cutting into her wrists. She turned her head and tried to look, and saw that her hands were bound to the back of the chair.
"What the hell is going on?" she screamed at the man. "I don't know what the hell is going on. Rape. Rape. Rape."
Jerry had to smile at her, but as he stood up, he slapped her hard across the face anyway. He saw the way she wrenched her head to one side, and the tears started to roll down her cheeks. He had seen enough tears in his day to be able to avoid them now. He was immune to a woman's tears. They no longer moved him.
"This is not a rape, and will not be one, unless, .of course, that's what you're looking for," he said to her.
Lily could see the thick bulge that was in his pants, because his groin was inches away from her face, and she started to shake her head.
"Of course this is a rape," she said to him. "Of course it is. You have that nice hard cock, and you're going to want to use it on me."
"You mean that you hope I want to use it on you?" he asked her.
He started to laugh when he said it, and she could feel her face turning red. Then, he moved his hand to her tit, and cupped it.
She was suddenly aware of the fact that she was naked again, and as she looked down at her entire body, she was shocked.
"Let go of me. Don't touch me. You have no right to put your hand on me."
"Only used to the touch of a woman, is that right?" he asked her.
He started to laugh, and she cried even harder then. She closed her eyes, and thought about the way that she and Leslie made love.
She loved it the most when she would be lying on the bed, and Leslie would start to kiss her gently on the lips. It was almost like kissing her mirror image, since they were twins and looked so much alike.
Leslie would always be on top when they would start to make it with each other, although the positions could easily change.
She would suck on her sister's tongue when her sister would thrust it into her mouth, and she would love the way that it tasted. Then, she would feel the way her sister would start sliding her fingers down over her body.
Lily would always spread her legs wide. She would let Leslie's fingers move inside of her, and she would moan as she'd feel the pleasure flowing. Within seconds after Leslie would finger her to an orgasm, Leslie would start to lick.
She would suck on Lily's nipples for a while, until they were nice and stiff, and then she would lick her way down Lily's flat white belly.
Lily always kept her legs spread at that point, for Leslie's mouth would move right to her cunt, and her sister would start to suck her. As Leslie would continue, she would also start to move her cunt around, and soon, she would have lowered it down over Lily's face, so that Lily could lick her back.
She remembered the time when it had first happened. Since they had been playing with each other for so many years before juices could even flow, it had been something of a shock the first time that Leslie had started to come.
She had been pressing her cunt down against Lily's face, and Lily had been sucking at her, when all of a sudden, the juices had started to flow into her mouth. At first, Lily had been rather shocked.
She had swallowed them all, but hadn't really loved the taste. Then, when Leslie had pulled off, she had been beaming proudly.
"That was the first one where I really came with juices," she had said to Lily. "I can't wait for it to happen to you. I want to taste your juices, too."
"How could you do that?" Lily had asked her sister.
"Do what? Lick you? I've done it so many times before. I like to do it."
"But now that we're coming, it's wrong. We'll keep licking each other, and we'll get to like it, and that's sick."
Leslie had laughed then, and soon, Lily was laughing too, while Leslie explained.
"If it wasn't sick when we did it before, there's no reason to think that it's sick now. If anything, it's sensational. The whole idea of licking a cunt is to taste the juices. Soon, you'll be coming, and I'll be able to taste it."
And the first time that it had happened, Lily had been coming so hard. She had felt the way her sister sucked the cream out of her cunt, and she had loved the way that the pleasures felt as they flowed through her body.
They had started licking each other at age eleven, and had started to come at age twelve, and they had continued during the last seven years.
But how could this strange man know all about that, she kept thinking.
As far as she knew, she and her sister kept what they did a secret. They shared the same room at home, so it was easy to get into bed together at the end of the day, when their father would already be sleeping.
Since they were the only two children, they didn't have to worry about some brother or sister sneaking around, watching them.
Their mother had died when they were eight, too, so they didn't even have to worry about their mother walking in on them.
Their father was the only one they had to be concerned with, and he was always asleep when they would start to make love to each other.
Lily was sure that he had no idea about it.
And since she was so sure of it, she knew that this strange man had to have learned it from the only other person who knew. Leslie!
"I like it when a woman touches me. So what? At least a woman knows how to turn me on more than a man does."
Jerry started to laugh when he heard her talk like that.
He had gotten enough information from the girl's father to know just what she was into, and he knew that boys weren't it.
When Lily's father had first read Jerry's ad in the paper, the one where he said he could train any girl to do anything that was desired of her, he had called Jerry, and there were things that Jerry had to know.
"Now you say that she and her sister make love all the time and ..."
"Yes," the man had said. "They're growing up now. It's wrong. They should be with boys."
"Yes, they should be. But have they been? That is the question."
"As far as I know, they are both virgins," he had said to Jerry. "They never go out with boys at night, and unless they do something in the middle of the day, then they're both virgins. I can arrange good marriages for both of them, into wealthy families, but what man wants to marry a lesbian?"
Jerry had thought that the old man had a good point, and so, he had said nothing more about that. He did want to know how the man knew what the girls did, however, but was not at all surprised by the answer.
"I watch. I know that you'll think me a lecherous old man, but I do watch. I think that my two girls are both beauties, and I want to see them doing it with each other. I know that they've been doing it for years, and I've watched."
"Do they have any idea that you do watch?" Jerry had wanted to know, and when the man shook his head no, Jerry had been happy.
As he looked at the bound blonde now, he knew what she was thinking.
She was thinking that her sister was the one responsible for her fate. She was thinking that Leslie was the one who had to have told.
"Tell me about what it's like to love your sister," he said to Lily then, and he moved his fingers back to her nipples.
"No. I don't know what you're talking about," Lily said.
Jerry took a firm hold of her nipple, and he started to twist it as hard as he possibly could. He could see the look of pain on her face as he was wrenching on her nipple, and he had to start smiling.
"I know that you're lying to me, you pussy loving bitch."
Leslie told, she kept thinking, and she hated her sister for it.
Just a few weeks earlier, when Leslie had climbed into her bed, Lily had thought of kicking her sister out. She had been asked out on a date by Jay, the captain of the football team, and she had been thinking about it.
When she had told Leslie, her sister seemed to be shocked.
She had started to play with Lily's cunt lips, and she had started to move her fingers in and out, soon enough. Within a few more seconds, Lily had felt the way her clit was stiffening, and when her sister had started to move her mouth down, she had tried to stop her from going on.
"I don't think this is right. I want to get into cocks."
"Don't be silly, Lily. You and I have a great relationship going. We make each other feel better than any man could ever make us feel. I don't think that you'd want to go out with a man, after the pleasures that I've shown you."
"I would like to try it, at least," Lily said. "You sound as if you've been with a man yourself. Have you been? Have you been without telling me?"
"Of course not," Leslie had said, and she had started to flick her tongue back and forth over Lily's love button.
She had started sucking on it then, too, and within a few more minutes, Lily had felt herself coming hard. She had felt the way her sister was sucking the come right out of her spasming cunt, for the longest time, so that she started to come again, more than once, and Leslie ate it all.
Then, after they had been lying together, Leslie had moved her lips to Lily's ear, and she had started to whisper.
"If I find out that you've been with a man, which would mean that you've cheated on me, I'll' tell him. I'll tell him that you're a lesbian, and he'll never want to be with you again. I'll keep you all to myself."
Leslie had sounded half crazed when she had said that, but she was still sure enough to convince Lily to keep herself away from men.
Now, as Lily was more and more sure that Leslie had opened her fucking mouth, she wanted a man. She didn't know if she would love a man, but she still wanted one just so she could see what he would be like.
The brown-haired man in front of her was certainly handsome enough, she kept thinking, and she looked at his cock bulge again.
She could see the way that it was straining against his pants.
"Please tell me," she said. "Was it Leslie who told you about me? Was it my sister who let you know about me?"
"It could have been. But there is no reason that you have to know. All that you have to know is that the touch of a man can often be nicer than the touch of a woman. A man also has something that no woman has."
"A cock," Lily said, and it was so easy for her to say it, considering the fact that she could almost see his cock, naked.
The outline it was making against his pants was quite appealing.
"Yes," he said to her. "Tell me something. Have you ever had a cock?" .
"No," she said, and she was proud to say it then. "But I have wanted one. I really have. Leslie told me that if I wanted one, however, she would tell the man that I have been eating her for years. She threatened me."
"Did she now? And what did you do about that?" the man asked her.
"I believed her. I don't want anyone to know what I'm doing. I don't think that it would be right for someone to know."
"I know," Jerry said to her. "I know all about it, and now that it makes no difference how I know, do you want my cock?"
"Yes," Lily said. "I want your cock. I want to suck on it, and see if it tastes as good as my sister's cunt tastes."
Jerry started to laugh, and he moved his hand to his zipper and began to pull it down as slowly as he possibly could. He kept rubbing the whole thick bulge, so that by the time he was opening his zipper all the way, and reaching in to take out his cock shaft, the bulge was starting to pulsate.
He pulled out his cock and balls, but left his pants up.
Lily looked at his hard cock for the first time, and she was impressed. She could see the slit at the head, and there was even a drop of come at the tip. She wanted to move her tongue there and lick it off.
She had seen cocks, but only in pictures, and never in the hard state. She had thought that there was something very funny looking about a man's limp cock, but now that she was seeing one hard, she could feel something else.
There was a certain kind of power that seemed to be radiating from that piece of flesh, and she loved the power she could feel from it.
When Jerry moved it closer to her lips, and she licked the tip of it, she tasted something new. The flavor of the come was unlike anything that she had ever tasted before, but it was something that she loved from the start.
As she opened her mouth to take him in, he slid his cock in slowly.
He closed his eyes, and started to think about Kathy a little bit. He could remember the way he had been fucking her face so brutally, just two days earlier, while at the same time, Mike, Kathy's husband, had been fucking her cunt.
He had been brutal then, because that bitch had to be trained in one way.
He had wanted her to take Mike back, and had wanted to make sure that she would never cheat on him again. After all, that had been the whole idea of calling Mike and telling him about the affair. And Mike, being as rich as he was, had paid Jerry quite a bit of money, the same way Lily's father would pay Jerry.
But Jerry had to make Lily love the taste of his cock then, so that she would love the taste of all cocks, and want men instead of women.
He knew how hard it would be. After all, the girl had started licking a cunt when she was so young, and she had been doing it for almost half of her life.
He thrust in deep, and held himself there, until he heard the way that she was gagging. Then, he pulled all the way out, and let her run her tongue all over his shaft. He could see the way she was moving her hands, as if she wanted them to be free, so she could play with his cock.
Still, Jerry knew enough to keep her tied. He knew that there were some girls who would act like they were into what they were doing, until the moment when their hands would be free. Then, they would try too fight back.
He had come across that many times, and still didn't trust Lily.
When he noticed what she was doing with her tongue, he was very impressed. He could tell how she kept moving his cock around with her tongue, so that the head was near her nose.
She was inhaling deeply, so that she could take in the musky scent of his cock.
He loved it when she did that, and he started to talk to her.
"Yeah, baby, smell that dick. See how much nicer it is than the smell of a cunt. And doesn't it feel much better too?"
When she shook her head, he had to smile at her. He started to tell her how, if she thought his cock felt good in her mouth, she should wait until she felt one in her cunt, so that she would really feel pleasure.
"A finger can only play with your hot little clit so much," he said to her. "But a cock can really fill you up. When a man is inside of your cunt, and his cock is rubbing over your clit, you feel great pleasures. You feel the warmth of the dick over your clit, and it always sends warm waves through your body, too.
"When you start to come, you feel the way that your cunt spasms, and then you have that cock inside of you so that your walls have something to grip onto. I know that you're going to have to love it. You will."
He kept moving his cock in and out of her mouth, and he could feel the way that he was starting to pulsate a little harder. He seemed to love it the most when she was flicking her tongue back and forth over the head of his cock.
"You're going to taste the come very soon, on your tongue. I'll let you take in the full flavor of it, and you'll love it."
She felt the way he started to massage her nipples then, and she could feel them throbbing harder and harder. She moaned as she felt the come pouring into her mouth, and she didn't swallow it all right away.
Instead, she kept sucking it out, so that she soon had a mouth filled with come.
He noticed that she did it, and while he was thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth near the end of his orgasm, he loved the way he could feel the pool of come all around his cock. He loved the fact that she had not swallowed his load, because he knew that it meant she wanted it badly.
Jerry kept his cock in her mouth for the longest time, and then, he started to let his fingers slide down over her belly.
Soon, he was prying her legs apart, and stroking her cunt lips.
"Mmm," she started to moan, and she spread her legs.
As she did, Jerry could feel the way her cunt was wet. He knew that it had to have happened while she had been sucking him. He kept wiggling her clit back and forth gently, for the longest time, and then, he felt it happening.
His cock was starting to get hard in her mouth. His cock almost always got hard when he was playing with a nice cunt, and felt the way that it was getting wet.
Lily could feel the way that his cock was stiffening in her mouth, and all that she could think about was what he had told her.
A cock in her cunt would feel so nice. His fingers were making her clit tingle, and if the heat from his cock, which she did feel in her mouth, would work over her clit the same way it worked over her tongue, it would be lovely.
Lily wanted him in her cunt more and more, and she felt the way she started to spasm hard around his fingers. Her juices were soon rolling down her thigh, and she felt him pulling his cock back out of her mouth..
"I want you to fuck me," she said to him. "I want to finally feel what a cock is like inside of me. I want you to take me."
"Tell me something, first," he said to her. "Who started it with you and your sister, Lily? Who was the one who first went down on the other?"
"She did," Lily said to him. "She was the one who did it first."
"I see. I'm very glad that you told me about it. I was wondering."
When he started to put his cock back into His pants, she couldn't believe it. She had been hoping that he would stuff it right into her cunt, and fuck her for the longest time, and now, it seemed like it wouldn't be happening.
"Please fuck me," she said to him. "Please, fuck me,"
"No," he said to her. "I'm finished with you now. I've gotten everything that I need to get from you. When you are released, child, then you can go out and let some man take you. Just remember how nice the cock felt in your mouth, and how good it will feel once it's in your cunt. Just remember that."
"No, wait," she said, for she could see him starting to leave.
She pulled on the binding ropes even tighter, hardly even realizing that she was causing the rope to cut into her flesh, and burn her.
"What is it that you want?" he asked her, as he stood by the door.
"You have to fuck me. You have to fuck me. You made me want it."
"And so, that's good," he said, for that was just what her father wanted him to do. That was what he was getting paid for. "You will have your chance to have a cock, my dear. There are many men who want to date you. Just take one. I have to be going now."
And he slammed the door shut, even though he could still hear her talking.
He started to walk down the hall, where he had Leslie tied up, and all he could think about was the fact that if she was the on who had started all of the lesbian play, she would be the harder one to break.
CHAPTER FOUR
Jerry was right, and as he looked at the young girl, strapped up, he had to feel the tiniest bit sorry for her. However, he didn't feel sorry enough to want to untie her, for Leslie was a hard bitch, and she still had much to learn.
He had set up a wooden apparatus around her breasts, and he loved the way her small tits sat on the wooden strip.
When he loved even more was the way he had tied a thick piece of rope right around the tip of her nipple, so tight, that it was throbbing a bit. The rope was tied to the piece of wood that her tits rested on, and he knew that he had pulled the rope tight, so that it was stretching her nipple.
She could not move her hands, for they were cuffed and chained to the wooden apparatus. , Jerry leaned back against the wall, and had to smile.
He closed his eyes, and thought about how Leslie had been when she had first been tied up. He had had her in much the same position that her sister had been in, tied to a chair, with her hands behind her back.
He had done that because he had wanted to take the gentle approach, the same way that he had done it with Lily. After all, he knew, he had left Lily begging him for his cock, so hard, that he had even thought about going back to her and letting her have it inside of her cunt. Still, he had not.
As soon as he had walked into the room with Leslie, she had started to curse at him. He had seen a few drops of blood on the floor near her chair, and he had noticed that she was some kind of wicked fiend.
In her desperate attempt to get her hands free, she had been pulling so hard that she had caused the rope to cut into her wrists, and draw blood. She stopped trying to move the second she saw him, and turned all her hostile attention to him.
"Just who the fuck are you, and what the fuck do you think you're doing?" she had screamed at him. "I demand that you untie me this moment, or else I'll see to it that you're thrown in jail because of it."
"What a tough dyke," he said to her, and he had pulled her by her long blonde hair, so that she was facing him. "I'm here to turn you into a normal woman. To let you know what a cock is all about. I know what's been going on with you and your sister, and I think that it sucks."
"No one asked you for your fucking opinion," Leslie had said to him. - Jerry had slapped her hard across the face, and yet, her strength remained the same. It was almost as if she didn't care.
So, he had started to play with her tits, hoping that if he could get her nipples stiff, she might start to give in to him. However, even though he did manage to get them stiff, she remained as hostile as ever.
"Keep your ugly hands off of me," she had said to him. "I don't want you to lay one finger on me, or I'll just die."
"Do you think I would really give a shit if that happened?" he asked her.
The threat of death worked on her, like it always worked on people. Some of the women that Jerry found himself dealing with at times were so haughty, that nothing would make them come off of their high platforms. However, once he brought up the fact that he could kill them, they would always change.
It would have been so easy to kill them, since they were all tieck. and once they were all reminded of it, they would all calm down.
Leslie, who he imagined to be one of the strongest women he had come across, was no different. She had shivered at the thought of death, and then, she had started to talk with him a bit more reasonably.
"All right then," she had said to him. "If it's money that you're after, I could call my father. He has quite a bit, and he'd be willing to pay for me."
Jerry had smiled then. He knew that he couldn't tell her what was on his mind, for she would have started to wonder about too many things.
But he knew that her father had money, since the man was willing to pay him so much in. order to train the daughters. He also knew something else. Unless he returned her to her father, with a desire inside of her for cocks, the older man wouldn't be willing to pay for her at all.
He did not want a pussy-loving daughter, Jerry knew, however, he could not let Leslie know that her father was the one responsible for sending her here.
If so, then the girl would have put up her defenses, Jerry knew.
"Have you ever had a cock?" he had asked the girl then. "If you never have had one, then maybe it would be nice for you to know that they can work you over much better than another woman can. I think that lesbianism is all right, but when you have a cock available, you should take advantage of it."
"So that's it," she had said to him then. "I should have realized what it was that you were after. You're just like all the rest."
"What do you mean by that?" he asked her, rubbing her tit still.
"I mean that now I know that you just want me here so that you can make me suck your cock. I can see how stiff it's gotten."
Jerry laughed. His cock hadn't gotten stiff when he entered the room. It had already been stiff when he had first walked in, thanks to the way that Lily had started to suck him over and over again.
Lily had been so easy to train. She had wanted him to fuck her.
Slowly, Jerry had pulled down his zipper, and he had started to rub his cock head against Leslie's lips. She had kept her mouth closed at first, and he had thought that she was offering too much resistance.
"Come on, open wide and suck on this dick of mine," he said to her.
And. she had. He had been shocked when she had done it at first, and he had thrust his cock into her mouth, slowly, the same way he had done it earlier, when he had been fucking the girl's twin sister's mouth.
Leslie was much stronger than Lily was, Jerry soon discovered.
At first, she acted like she was enjoying what she was doing, and she had kept her mouth open wide, so that she could keep taking the cock in. But then, when he had started to throb a little, and had been feeling so good, thinking that he would be coming in her mouth soon, and she would change from a cunt lover to a cock lover, she had bit down hard, right on his shaft.
Leslie had kept her mouth closed, and Jerry had been slapping her head back and forth with his open hand. He had been pulling on her nipples, too, and he had wanted to kill her then. He was happy that he had been able to stop himself before moving his hands to her neck, for he knew he would have started to squeeze.
Instead, he had just kept slapping her, and it was not long before he had knocked her unconscious. It wasn't until then that he had untied her, and decided that she had to be put in a more vile position.
The whole time, he had been thinking that this evil position would be for this evil girl, who seemed to want to bite his cock right off.
Now, as he looked at her unconscious form, he loved the way her nipples still seemed to be throbbing because of the way he had tied them with the rope. He pulled on the rope a little bit more, and then, he went to get some water.
Jerry threw it right in her face, and he saw the say she started to open and close her eyes a little bit. It was not until she was focusing on him that she opened her mouth and started to scream. "Shut up, bitch," Jerry said to her. "Just shut your fucking mouth now."
She started to move her lips, and as he moved closer, he could hear what she was saying to him. He loved the way that it sounded.
"I thought that I was just dreaming before, when you had me tied. I thought, more or less, that it was a nightmare, but now I know. It's real."
He started to laugh when she said it, and he pulled on the rope that was connected to her nipple. She gasped with pain as she looked down at his work, and she saw the way her nipple was actually throbbing, so you could indeed see it.
She tried to pull at her hands then, and saw the way he had cuffed them up.
"Now, you're going to learn," he said to her. "You're going to learn that a man is the one in control. I could have killed you before, since you did bite into my cock so hard. Instead, I chose to be nice to you."
"You call this nice?" she asked him. "You call this nice? I call it sick."
"No, what you're doing with your sister is what's sick," he said to her.
Leslie closed her eyes, and thought about the way she and her sister made love. When she heard this man calling it sick, she wanted to kill him. He had no right to judge her, when all she was doing was licking her sister's cunt.
Ropes were sick, but cunt licking was an art, she kept thinking.
She could feel the way that her cunt was starting to get wet, for she was thinking about her sister, and the way that they always licked each other.
She remembered that she had been the one who started it, because she was always the more aggressive of the two. She had just wanted to feel her body close to Lily's, and so she had climbed into bed with the girl.
She had started to lick her all over, and soon, they had been doing it to each other.
It was not sick, she kept thinking. It was normal. In fact, it was the most normal thing in the world that she could do, considering .. .
"I don't understand why you have me here," she said to the brown-haired man then, and when she looked at his groin, she could see that he was not hard now.
She was happy about that, for she kept thinking that once he was hard, he would be like all men were. He would want her to start sucking him, and chances were good that she would not be able to suck him the way that he wanted, so he would take over and start to fuck her face, nice and hard-
"I have you here to train you, pig," he said to her. "I want you to learn all about my cock, and how nice it can make you feel."
"Ha," she said, and she closed her eyes to try and keep from crying.
As she did, she saw an image in her mind, and she hated it.
It was him, her father! She would never forget that night when he had taken her.
Lily had decided to sleep over at her girlfriend's house, and Leslie had been rather surprised that their father had given her sister permission. Still, they were both fourteen at the time, and their father liked to let them do whatever they wanted to do, just a long as he knew about it.
Leslie had been lying in her bed, all alone, thinking of how much she was missing her sister, when he had walked into the room.
She had seen him naked many times before, but she had never seen him with a hard cock, nor did she understand what a hard cock was all about. He had walked over to her bed, and he had started to pull down the covers.
"Daddy, I'm naked underneath," she had said to him. "I don't want you to see me naked. It's not right for a father to see."
"I've seen you many times," he said. "I've seen you both. You are much more attractive than Lily is, although, in time, she'll catch up to you."
He had been pulling at the covers harder and harder, and Leslie had been so scared. She could only imagine that if he had seen them, he had seen them together. After all, there were so many nights when they were together.
"Daddy, no," she had said to him. "Leave the cover alone."
"But I want you to learn about my cock," he had told her. "I want you to learn all about it, and how nice it can make you feel. It's certainly much better than the cunt that you've been licking all this time. I know about that."
"What? How could you know about it?" she had screamed. "How could you?"
"I told you that I've seen you both," he said to her, and then, he had pulled the covers down as hard as he could, ripping them from her hand.
She had been so stunned. As soon as the covers were down, her father had started to move his hands all over her body. He had thrown himself on top of her, too, so that the strong weight of his body on hers would keep her pinned to the ground.
Leslie remembered how she had tried to fight him. She had been hitting him on the back, until she realized something was happening.
The more she hit him, the more she could feel his cock pulsating. It was pressed against her belly, and she hated it.
Then, her father had grabbed her hands. He had pulled them both over her head, and because his hand was so big, and strong, he was able to hold her. He held her wrists together, and started to slide up the bed.
"Now suck on my cock and get it wet for your cunt," he said. "I want you to know what a cock tastes like. I want you to know, so that you wouldn't grow up to be a lesbian.
Too much of this cunt licking will turn you into one."
The smell of his cock had made her start to gag, and she had wished that she would be able to get it away from her. When she gagged, and she did open her mouth, he had forced himself right between her lips.
As he had pressed his cock all the way into her mouth, she had smelled his male odor even stronger then, for she had his pubic patch pressed right up against her nose, and all that she could smell and breathe was his cock.
He hadn't kept it in her mouth for too long, and the only thing that Leslie could imagine at the time was that he was pulsating, and didn't want to come yet.
He had still held her hands, though, and when he started to move his cock into her cunt, she had tried to keep her legs closed.
He was too strong for her. He had rubbed his cock against her cunt lips, and then he had managed to spread her legs wider, by working his legs between hers. After he had her spread wider, he thrust in deep and hard.
Leslie would never forget the ripping pain as she felt his cock breaking something right inside of her. He had started to thrust in and out of her fast, and the pain never had a chance to subside. If anything, it seemed to get even worse during the course of the fucking, and she had felt the worse pain in her life.
Her father had fucked her for the longest time, and when he had started to throb in her cunt, she had hoped that he would come.
However, he had slowed down, and had waited until his cock pulsations would subside, so that he could start to fuck her again.
She had no idea how long it had gone on for, but she did know that when she felt him coming, the pain was even worse. He was thrusting in and out of her even faster while he was coming, and she heard the way he was grunting at the same time.
Then, he stayed inside of her, and rested on top of her.
"I hope that you've learned to love this cock of mine," he told her. "I hope that you've learned to always love cocks. I don't want to see you or your sister ever licking each other again. Is that understood?"
"After feeling what you're like, there's every reason in the world why I would want to keep licking my sister. At least she knows how to make me come. At least I feel as if I'm turned on with her. You just hurt me."
He had slapped her across the face a few more times, and she had felt his cock starting to get stiff inside of her cunt again.
Soon, he was fucking her a second time, and if anything, she recalled, that had been worse than it was the first time he had fucked her.
But he had come faster, which was better.
Now, as she looked at this man, she couldn't believe that he wanted to make her love his cock. He thought that he would be able to do it, just like her father had thought that he would be able to do it.
Leslie thought about Lily, and how recently, she had been telling her sister not to let any boy fuck her. She did not want Lily to have to go through the same kind of pain that she had undergone. She wanted Lily to always feel pleasure.
"You really think that you can make me come with your cock?" she asked the man, as she managed to calm down a little bit.
She knew, from the position she had found herself in, that if she was angry with him again, chances were good that he would tie her up even worse. She did not want to risk being bound in some horrendous way where every move would bring her pain.
"I know that I can," Jerry said to her. "I have never failed to satisfy a woman with this cock of mine. That's why I'm in the business."
"What business?" she asked him, and he started to smile.
He would have told her that it was the female training business, but he knew that if she heard something like that, the militant side of her might come out, and he was not in the mood to deal with it. Instead, he just moved his hands to his groin and started to massage his cock, to get it stiff again.
As Leslie watched the way the bulge was getting bigger, she could feel fear running through her body once more. She was so sure that he would try to get that cock back into her mouth again, and even more sure of how much she would hate it.
She wished that she could call someone for help, especially when she saw the way that he was pulling his cock out of his pants.
Jerry had tied her in a standing position that time, for he knew that he was not going to move his dick back into her mouth. He had done that once before, and he thought that he had almost lost his cock in the process.
He wanted her to be standing so that he could fuck her cunt.
As he started to move closer to her, he pulled his cock out of his pants, and soon he was rubbing it against her cunt lips, gently.
She started to moan softly, as she felt what he was doing, but then, when she felt the way he was starting to move it into her, she hated it. She could feel the fear running through her entire body, and she had an idea.
"Wait, sir," she said to him, and she could see how he was getting off because of the way she had called him sir. "If you think that you can turn me on with your cock, and that it will change me and make me love men, you're wrong. A woman can turn me on with her mouth, and that's so different."
"I can do the same thing with my mouth, too," he said to her.
"Prove it. You say that you can do it, but I don't really know if I should believe what you say. Since you did strip me and tie me up, I think that you could show me."
Jerry loved the taste of cunt, and he thought that this lovely young blonde would probably have one of the tastiest cunts around.
He started to get down on his knees, bypassing her tits. He had thought about licking them first, but since her nipples were still bound, it would have been too much work to start and untie them. It was easier to just eat her cunt.
He could smell the sweet fragrance of her pussy, and he moved his fingers to her red lips and spread them wide apart.
She was nice and red and wet inside, and he stuck out his tongue and started to flick it back and forth over her cunt lips.
Leslie moaned as she felt his tongue, even though she couldn't help but think that her sister was a much better pussy licker.
Still, -she had something in mind. She had heard about some men who could get so hot while they were licking pussy, that they would be able to come. She kept hoping that this brown-haired man would come, too.
She wanted him to come before he would even enter her, and then, she was hoping, maybe he wouldn't be able to get it back up again. After all, men were like that. They came and went right down, until they rested and made up for it.
Leslie moaned again, and she could hear and feel the way he was sucking the juices right out of her cunt. She loved' the pleasures she felt, but she knew that it was only because of the way she was thinking of Lily.
Then, she could feel him pulling his mouth away, and as she looked down, she could see that his cock was still hard.
He started to stand up straight, and then, he was pulling her legs closer to his, so that within a few more seconds, she could feel the way his cock head was starting to spread her cunt lips wide, as it moved between them.
"No, Daddy, don't," she opened her mouth and started to scream.
As he pulled his cock back, she looked into his face, and she could see that he was starting to understand what had happened to her.
"Daddy? I'm not your Daddy. But tell me about your Daddy. Did he take you?"
"Yes," she said, and her lower lip was trembling as she tried to choke back the tears. "Yes, he took me a long time ago. He was the first one. He said that he would teach me how to love the feeling of a cock, and he forced it into me. I hated it more than anything else in the world."
"He didn't tell me that," Jerry said to her, and he was smiling.
"What? What? What are you talking about? When did you talk with him?"
But Jerry said nothing. He just stuffed his cock back into his pants, and started to walk out of the room. He walked down the hall toward his office, and once he was inside, he picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hello, Mr. Sterling," he said, when the man answered the phone. "Oh, yes, I have been with both of your daughters. No, I'm sorry, I didn't train them both, sir. I did convince Lily to get into cocks, but not Leslie.
"Well, that's fine. We did make a deal. You can chose not to pay me anything, since I did tell you I would have them both trained. However, there is something I should let you know. It's something that Leslie told me.
"You lied to me. You fucked her, sir. You fucked her, and in taking her at such a young age, you really turned her off to men. There's nothing I can do and .. . oh . . .,by the way, it's going to cost you anyway. I don't think that you'd want all your close friends and relatives to know what you did to Leslie, now would you?"
He could hear how tense the man was on the other end of the line, and just to upset him even more, Jerry started to laugh.
CHAPTER FIVE
Lily was more than willing to have Jerry fuck her, and he couldn't have been happier.
He untied her, and laid her down on the floor. Then, as he had started to get undressed, she had told him that she wanted to do it for him. He had stood there, really feeling like he was the master over her.
When it came time to open his pants, after she had stripped off his shirt and T-shirt, and had gotten onto her knees.
Then, as she had opened his pants and let them slide down around his legs, she had moved her mouth to his cock, and had kissed the head of it.
Jerry had known then that she was a real cocksucker at heart, and he wondered what would happen to her after she and her sister went back to live home. Unless she could make herself stronger, Leslie was sure to keep the girl a lesbian, at least at night, when the two of them would go to bed together.
He started to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth, and he wasn't at all sure if he could trust her, because she was just not strong.
She started to lick her way down his shaft, and he loved it when she sucked both of his balls into her mouth, and jerked on his shaft at the same time. He could feel the way his cock was starting to pulsate a bit.
Then, he pulled out, and he laid her back on the floor. He spread her legs wide and moved his cock right into her cunt.
He could feel the way her cunt walls started to spasm around his cock, and he loved the pleasures that flowed through his body as it happened.
"Yes," she started to moan. "Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder."
"And what will happen to you when I do that?" he asked her. "You'll come harder, but will you remember it later?"
"Of course," she said to him. "A girl always remembers the first man to fuck her. I think that every girl has to remember the first one."
"Perhaps, and perhaps not," he told her, and he thought about Leslie.
Because of the way that she had been raped by her father, she most certainly would always remember the first man to take her, and since the memory of the experience would be horrible, chances were good she would never take another man.
"I know all about you and your sister," he started to say to her. "I know all about the way you and she fuck around with each other. You told me that you are the less aggressive one, and it shows."
He kept thrusting, and even though she was getting into the feeling of the pleasures, she was still very curious about what he was saying.
"How do you know all of this?" she asked him. "You act almost as if you know my sister. Do you know my sister? Is she here?"
"Yes," Jerry decided to tell her. "I have her in another room. I was already with her, and I was going to fuck her."
Lily started to moan then, and she could feel the way her cunt was spasming around his cock all over again. She loved the way that it was feeling, and she thrust herself upwards as he pulled back, just so his dick would be buried in her cunt as deep as it could possibly go, while she was coming around it.
"Do you know that your sister is not a virgin?" he asked Lily.
"No," she said to him. "Leslie never told me about being with any man. She just told me that she never wanted me to be with a man. Why, that lying bitch. She lied to me. She's felt the pleasures of a cock, and didn't want me to feel it."
Jerry moved his lips to Lily's, and kissed her hard. He knew that she was getting too upset, and he kept flicking his tongue in and out of her mouth, until he was sure that he had managed to calm her down.
Once that happened, he started to thrust in and out of her again, at a nice, steady rate. He kept thinking that he could probably fuck her cunt for the longest time, and that she would certainly love it, too.
"It was your father," he said to Lily, and she gasped.
"Daddy! He took her. I can't believe that he would do something like that to her."
"Took her is right," Jerry said. "He forced himself on her, years back, and she was just too scared to tell you. He forced her to take him in, and I'm sure that it must have been a horrid experience for her."
She was crying, and he knew that she was thinking about her sister.
The pity that he felt emanating from her was nice, and proved how much she had to love her sister, but Jerry couldn't help think that it was also something of a threat. After all, if Lily's pity could grow enough, she might really feel sorry enough for her sister, to the point where she herself might give up men, too.
After all, it seemed like Leslie could turned Lily on with her oral sex.
"Leslie always said that men were all alike," Lily started to moan. "You seem different. I don't know why. But other men are probably like my father."
He thrust his cock into her deeper, and felt the way he was starting to throb. He knew that he didn't want to come right away. He had to hold back.
"And what does that mean?" he asked her. "Are you thinking of not being with other men? Are you thinking of being your sister's love always."
"I don't know," she said. "I'm confused. Can't we just stop talking, and then you can talk to me later about it? I want to feel your cock pulsating inside of me, and that's the only thing that I want to think about."
He closed his eyes, and started to thrust faster. He could feel the way his cock was starting to throb in her cunt, and he loved it.
He knew that he could be coming so soon if he wanted to.
When he closed his eyes, he started to think about Geri.
He would never forget her, because she had turned out to be someone special.
She was a lovely black-haired girl, with large-cone-shaped tits, whose nipples would get stiff under the slightest touch. In her own way, she was lucky that she could come so hard, with very little being done to her.
She was lucky, Jerry recalled, because her husband was a sadist. Her husband had called Jerry, when he had seen Jerry's trained wife ad, and he had asked the man if Jerry would be able to make his wife a masochist.
"I'm cutting down on what I would really want to do to her," the man had said. "She doesn't even know the way that I feel about her. I love her, and all, but I want to be able to abuse her, and I want to make her love it."
"I've handled things like that before," Jerry had said. "I don't think that her case should be so hard to handle. Bring her over."
Jerry had been happy to see how lovely she was, and after she had been drugged, her had tied her up, and hung her with her hands over her head.
Then, when she had awoke, he had started to whip her a little bit. Since she was such a hot broad, the warm feeling of the leather on her flesh was making her come the slightest bit, and Jerry loved the way she had moaned.
However, he and her husband had had a long talk, and Jerry had known that he was not hitting her anywhere near as hard as her husband would.
He had had to start light, with some light whippings, before he had been able to move on to the heavier things.
After he had had her coming, he had started to whip her harder.
She had been very confused, until he had explained to her what he was doing. It was rare that he would tell a lady why she was there, because he knew that if a lady had some idea of why she was being kept a prisoner, she might try to fight whatever training Jerry had to put her through.
However, with Geri, he had sensed it would be different. After all, the girl was a hot bitch, and that was working in her favor.
He was sure that if she loved her husband enough, she would be more than willing to become a masochist, and from the way her husband had talked, Jerry knew that the two of them were still very much in love.
And so, he had told her that her husband liked to see her bound and whipped, and that was the man's biggest fantasy, and Geri had been happy to hear it. Of course, she hadn't realized that Jerry was doing it all in preparation for the harder whipping, where he would be cutting 'into her flesh with the leather.
When that had happened, she had groaned a little bit, and had told him how much he was hurting her. He mentioned that he was just doing it for fun.
"Bob's going to be doing it for his own pleasure. Learn to love it, and he'll end up loving you much more because of it."
And soon, he had been whipping her back into something of a bloody pulp, and he could still see the juices running down her thighs. He knew that he had taught her how to love being whipped, by starting light, and working his way up hard.
But then, there had been other things. He had worked with fire, to get her turned on when a candle was close to her cunt.
He had dripped wax all over her flesh, and she had been writhing from it.
Then, about three days later, he had called up Bob, to tell the man that his wife was f ready, and that she would be a true masochist from that day on.
Their arrangement had been for five thousand dollars, and of course, Bob had been very skeptical about it having worked. He told Jerry that he wanted to see his wife in action, inflicting pain upon her own person.
Jerry knew that his work was being put to the test, but he knew that he would have to let her do it anyway, just to show Bob that his tricks really worked. And so, he had placed Geri on the large, concrete table.
He had chained her legs to the side of the table, so that the cuffs around her ankles kept her, so she had to keep her legs spread wide. Then, he had put a metal piece around her waist, and locked it, so that she couldn't stand up.
The stick was between her legs, and the ragged blade was sticking out toward her cunt. He placed the string connected to the stick in her hand.
"When you pull this blade, you will feel this thing cutting into your flesh," he said to her. "If you concentrate on all the nice things happening around you, I'm sure that you will be able to endure that pain."
"But why should I even try?" she had asked him, and he had smiled.
"Because I am asking you to do it. I want you to do it."
Geri had started to pull on the string, but he had pulled her hand away.
"Later. You sit here and wait for me to give you the orders to do it, and you don't do it until you hear them, all right?"
Then, Jerry had waited for her husband to arrive. When he did, he had let the man sit in a room with a one way mirror, and then he had walked into the torture room so that he could stand right next to Geri.
"All right, dear. I love pain. I love watching a young bitch in pain, and I love it even more when she inflicts it upon her own person. Let me see you do it."
She took hold of the string, and pulled on it, and Jerry remembered the way the blade had been moving right toward her cunt. Within seconds, it was between her cunt lips, and he could see the way that Geri was even starting to thrust herself back and forth against the blade. She was moaning loud, and her nipples were throbbing hard enough so that Jerry was able to see how turned on she was.
He had her fuck herself with the ragged blade for a few minutes, and then he had pulled it out of her cunt.
When he had gone back into the room to see Bob, he had not been surprised to see that the man had been playing with himself, and had shot a thick load of white come right onto the mirror, while watching his wife.
She had passed the test, and Bob had been more than willing to pay.
Now, as he was fucking Lily, he couldn't help but think that he would have to put the girl to come kind of a test.
Thinking about Geri made his cock start to pulsate even harder inside of the young girl, and it was not long before he was shooting his come into her cunt. He could feel the way she was thrusting herself up and down against him, so that his cock kept moving inside of her, and he loved the way it was feeling.
Then, after he had come, he pulled out of her, and stood up.
"You wait here," he said to her. "You wait right here."
He walked out of the room, and locked the door, just in case she tried to get out. He had locked her in, to keep her captive.
Then, he walked down the hall toward the room where Leslie was.
As he walked in, he could see the way the girl was heaving a sigh of relief, and he started to untie the cord around her nipples.
Then, he uncuffed her hands, but when she tried to pull free, he pulled her hands behind her back and cuffed them together. As he pushed her ahead of him, he started to move his fingers up and down her body.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked. "Why are you torturing me like this? I don't understand it. I never did anything bad to you. Please. Don't hurt me."
He pushed her down the hall, and then unlocked the door where Lily was.
As he opened the door, he saw Lily sitting in the corner. She looked over at her sister, and at first, she seemed to be angry. But then, Jerry thought, Lily must have been remembering what he had told her about their father, and the way that their father had raped Leslie.
For suddenly, Lily started to smile, and then, there seemed to be a bit of a tear forming in one of her eyes.
He unchained Leslie's hands, and then, cuffed them to the hanging chains on the wall. He was sure that if he left her untied, she would try to escape.
Once she was chained to the wall, he stood there right next to her, and he held his arms up over his head. He looked down at his limp cock, and kept thinking that if he was hard, he might be able to lure her over.
"All right now, Lily," he said to her. "You are free to come to one of us, or the other, or both. Come along."
Lily looked at him standing there, naked and hairy, and then she looked over at her sister, who was also as naked as he was.
She looked at the difference between their bodies. She liked the strong look of his chest, and the way that his pubic patch looked so matted.
She liked the way that her sister's tits looked also, heaving up and down. Then, she looked up at her sister's cunt, and liked it, too.
She was torn. She had only sucked on his cock once, and had liked it. She had let him fuck her once, too, and it had been good. She started to wonder, however, if a man would be a sure thing. After all, she knew that Leslie was.
She had been with her sister so many times, that she knew Leslie would turn her on each time that they were together. She wondered about him, though. Would he be able to turn her on the next time that they were together?
Lily stood up, and she started to move closer to them. Jerry kept his eyes right on hers, and he could see how torn she was.
"I want you both," she said to him. "I want you both. I can't decide between one or the other. It isn't fair. It's just not fair."
"It's a matter of whether you want to do the right thing, or the wrong thing," Jerry said to her. "One of them is looked at as being normal in our culture, and the other one is thought of as being quite abnormal. You get to decide, Lily. You get to decide if you want to be a freak, or just like everyone else."
"It's not a freaky thing to do," Leslie started to scream. "It's not a freaky thing at all. A woman loving a woman is as normal as a man loving a woman."
"For the woman," Jerry said. "But nor for men."
Lily reached out and took a hold of his cock first. She started to rub her hand up and down the shaft, letting her fingers dance along the underside of his cock. She liked the throbbing vein that she could feel there.
Then, she knew that she had to taste it once more.
She sunk down to her knees in front of him, and started to move her mouth to his cock. She sucked the whole thing into her mouth, easily, since he was still limp, and she started to suck harder, flicking her tongue all over his shaft.
He moaned loud, and he turned and looked at Leslie. She was staring at him with a great deal of hostility, and he decided to try and turn her on.
He moved his fingers to her cunt, and began to massage her. When she didn't seem to respond, he managed to bend over a little bit. He moved his mouth to her cunt, and started to lick her red, wet cunt lips. When he felt the way she was getting wetter, he spread her lips wider apart, and began to suck on her clit.
He flicked his tongue back and forth over it, at the same time.
As Jerry tasted the flow of juices into his mouth, he could sense that Lily was not sucking his cock as well as she could.
He pulled his mouth away, from Leslie', and looked down at the.girl.
She had pulled her mouth away from his cock then, and was still massaging it.
"You're licking her. I don't see what's wrong with me licking her, when there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with you doing it."
"There is nothing wrong with licking -a cunt," he said to Lily. "But if that's all that you want to do, then it is wrong. If you want to love a cock, and a cunt, then it's all right, as long as the cock comes first."
"Bullshit," Leslie said to her sister. "He's telling you all this so that you'll do whatever he wants you to do."
And Jerry had an idea then, and he thought about it because of what he had done with Kathy and her husband Mike.
"We'll put her to the test," he said to Leslie. "We'll let her do you while I'm doing her, and see who wins with her."
He started to move behind Lily's body, and he ran his hands over her soft buttocks. He could feel how wet they were, and he liked them that way.
He started to move his cock toward her cunt, from behind, and he was happy to feel how wet she was. He was able to slide his cock right into her, and as he did, he slid his hand around to the front of her body.
He moved his fingers into her cunt, and started to wiggle her clit back and forth.
Jerry knew that she was turned on, not only because of the wetness inside of her cunt, but because of the way her knees were buckling.
He could see the way that it was happening, and feel it, too. He had to hold her up, otherwise, he was sure, she would have fallen on her stomach.
"Lick your sister's cunt, and see if that turns you on as much as my fucking you does," he said to Lily. "Go on and do it."
He looked into Leslie's eyes, and he knew that Leslie hated him. He knew that Leslie could see the pleasure that he was sending through Lily's body already, and he was sure that the blonde girl was quite upset.
Jerry started to think that Leslie might have been jealous. After all, chances were good that she would never be able to take a cock in her cunt without feeling some kind of pain, unless, of course, she went through therapy, to try and overcome it.
He watched the way Lily started to spread her sister's cunt lips wide open, and then the girl was moving her lips around Leslie's clit. She started to suck on it, and Leslie began to moan out loud.
"Oh God, that feels nice. That feels so nice, Lily. You've never really licked me this well before. You're really putting more into it than ever."
And Jerry was sure it was because of the way he was fucking Lily, and keeping her turned on. He was sure that it had to be the reason.
"I wish I could get into a cock the way that you're getting into it," Leslie moaned, and then, she smiled at Jerry. "Maybe it might happen some day. Maybe it will happen for me, like it happened for you, and I'll be able to forget all about Daddy, and the way that he hurt me. Maybe. Maybe."
She started to moan loud, and Jerry could see that Leslie was looking right at his thrusting cock, at the same time that she was moaning.
He was sure that she would want a cock one day, and he was happy about it.
But for now, he was happy that he had made Lily a regular cock lover, although, he started to think about something.
He thrust in and out of her cunt even harder, wiggling her clit faster with his fingers, and he kept thinking about their father.
He knew what he would tell them when he was finished with them. It would be out of the ordinary, for he never liked to give his young clients his phone number. But in their case, he would do it.
First, he would tell Lily that if their father ever tried to take her, she should call him immediately, and he would see to it that the man didn't lay a finger on her. He knew that he would always be able to threaten the man with what he had done to Leslie, something that he had already tried, which had proved successful.
Then, he would tell Leslie that if she ever had the urge for a cock, and it was his cock, she should call him, and she would be allowed over.
Jerry could feel the way his cock was starting to throb inside of her cunt then, and he thrust in and out of her even faster when it happened. He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold back past a certain point, and when he started to come inside of Lily, he had to support her even more, because her knees buckled that much more.
He kept himself inside of her for a long time, and then he started to pull out.
"Now listen, girls," he said to them both. "There's something that I want you to know. Number one, Lily, if your father ever ..."
And he could see the way their faces lit up as he gave each one the message. Then, he had to smile. He chalked up his happy look to two more successful bitches who had been trained by the master of masters.
CHAPTER SIX
Jerry was bored. He hadn't had any responses for his numerous ads in the last few weeks, and when there were no responses, and he had nothing to do, he would usually sit around his apartment and get high.
As he sat there one afternoon, he could not stop thinking about Kathy.
He had had his affair with her, before he had even thought about calling her husband
Mike and asking him to come over. He had only thought about that when he was getting bored of her, and desired money more than he did Kathy.
His desire for money was tremendous, but he felt that it was just an ordinary character-trait. He felt that most people tended to desire money, although some of them managed to hide the fact better than others. Some people managed to act as if money didn't mean a thing to them at all.
Jerry knew better. He had been poor at one time in his life, and he had hated having to live a life of poverty. He had always told himself that one day, he would be able to go into a store and buy anything that he wanted, without having to think about where the money would come from, the way his mother had.
Somehow, the woman always managed, taking money from that envelope, whose contents were supposed to go for the rent, or sometimes going out and getting a job when his father was away, selling on the road for a few days.
He had learned many of his techniques from his father, and Jerry always felt that it was really the only thing that the man had ever done for him. Of course, his father had not come out right away and told his son about the ropes, and slave training.
Jerry had just observed these things happening many times. It was the way his mother and father's relationship had always worked, although he had not been aware of that for the longest time. The first time he had ever seen his mother bound, and under the threat of his father's whip, the boy had only been thirteen.
He had been aware of the whipping sounds coming from the other room, but he had never really thought much about them.
Then, one day, when he heard them, while masturbating, he thought of going to check it out and see what was going on.
With his hard cock still in his robe, he had snuck down the hall. When he had looked into his parent's bedroom, he had seen the way his mother was lying there on the bed.
He couldn't believe the way the woman was tied, and it took him the longest time to take it all into account. Her arms seemed to be pulled back behind her body, and laced together with a thick cord.
However, she still seemed to be doubling over, as if she was in intense pain.
It was not until his father had walked over to his red haired mother, and pulled her head up so she was staring right up into his face, that Jerry finally got to see the intricate work that his father had performed on his mother.
For one thing, the boy could see that his mother's pubic hair had been shaved off. His parents had always been rather open and honest about nudity, and he would see them both walking from their bedroom to the bathroom, with absolutely nothing on.
He had always liked the look of his mother's thick red bush, and he had almost gasped when he first got a chance to see that it had all been shaved off. However, he was even more shocked at what his father had done with her tits.
He had taken a long, thin golden pin, like the kind he would sometimes wear in his shirt collar, and he had pierced the pin through her two nipples, then screwed on the end cap, so that her nipples were pressed together.
Jerry saw how much larger her tits looked that way, for they were pulled down, so that, if he hadn't seen them in their full glory, he might have thought that she had an incredibly bad case of saggy tits.
They were pulled down because there was a small link chain connected to the ends of the nipple-piercing pin, and those chains, in turn, were connected to two rings that pierced the skin, right near his mother's cunt lips.
As he looked closer, he had even been able to see her erect clit.
He had started to understand why his father had made her cut her cunt hair, too. It would have been too hard for the man to have pierced her cunt lips so perfectly, if all that hair had gotten in the way.
By piercing them, his father had been dealing with naked, easy to see lips, and he seemed to have done the greatest job.
"Now, who is the slave?" his father had asked his mother.
Jerry had looked at the woman, and he had started to realize something at that very moment. She did look like she was his slave. In fact, she looked small.
That had shocked him. His mother, when standing full and tall, was a large woman, and he had always been impressed with her size. In fact, she seemed to tower over his father, who was a much smaller man. That towering ability of hers came not only from her physical size, but from her mental make-up, too.
Basically, she was a strong, dominating woman, or so it had seemed.
There had been many times, at the dinner table, where he had listened to the two of them talking, and he had sensed that his mother was stronger. She would tell his father just what she thought the man should do to solve his problems, and then she would go on and yell at him if he didn't listen.
So, when Jerry heard his father ask his mother who was the slave, he was sure that she was going to say that he was.
But she looked up at him, and seemed to be so scared.
Her whole body was trembling, and Jerry would never forget the way his eyes kept looking at her tits and cunt. Since they were all so close together, because of the incredibly intricate system that his father had set up, he only had to look in one area, focus his vision, and he could see all.
His cock had started to pulsate harder and harder, without his even touching himself, and soon, he had shot a thick load of come all over the inside of his robe. He was still so transfixed by what he was seeing, that he stayed where he was.
"Tell me who the master is," his father said to his mother.
"You are. You are. Why do you do these things to me?" she had asked then. . "Because I have to be able to assert myself with you in some way. You're the biggest ball buster I've ever known, and I feel like a man this way."
Jerry watched the way his father's cock started to get harder. He had then pulled his mother's head up, and he had rammed his cock into her mouth.
His mother had started to gag on it, as the dick had started swelling, and Jerry could remember the way he couldn't take his eyes off his father's cock, but only for one reason. The man had a huge dick, and Jerry hoped that his would be as big one day.
His father had kept fucking his mother's face, until the man's cock had started to pulsate, and then, he had pulled it out of her mouth and jerked himself off to his orgasm, so that his cream was all over her face.
Then, he had moved his finger's to his wife's cunt, and he had started to play with her clit. Jerry had moved his eyes to his father's fingers by that time, and he watched the way the man was wiggling his wife's clit.
Jerry's mother had started to moan then, and the boy couldn't get over the way her cunt had started to get wetter. He could see the way his father's fingers were also getting wetter, and soon, his mother had been moaning.
It was not until later, at another time, that the boy had seen his father fuck his mother, and even then, she had been bound in a way.
He had put the nipple pin back on her nipples, so that her tits were stretched out in the same way, but that time, he had left off the rings that kept her cunt lips spread wide open. That time, too, her arms had been tied to the bedposts, and he had been pushing her ass and cunt up off the bed.
Jerry had watched the way his father slid his cock in and out of his mother's cunt, and he had seen a transformation even then. He had been so sure that even if his mother had not been tied up, she would still be submitting to the man's wishes.
He had started to understand the power of a big cock, without really realizing it.
When he turned eighteen, he fucked his first girl, and although he had liked the feeling of his cock inside of her spasming cunt, he had thought she was a bitch. Her name was Melanie, and she - was one of the hottest looking girls at the college he was attending.
The fact that she had agreed to go out with him has shocked him at first.
But then, right before the date, his roommate had told him why.
"Some of the guys were talking, about the big crank that you have. They all see it in the showers, and they're all jealous of it. Somehow, one of the girls found out about it, and word got around. Melanie wants it."
She was a sensational looking blonde, and she had a place of her own.
They had gone back there, after Melanie made Jerry take her out for dinner, and then, she had started to make love to him.
That was the way he always remembered it. She had wanted him to lay back on the bed, and since she had seemed much more experienced than he was, he had done just what she wanted him to do. The blonde had taken off all of her clothing, and then, she had started to kiss him on the lips.
As he was reaching for her nipples, and pinching them, she had slapped his hand away, and she had told him that she didn't want him to touch her. All that she wanted to do was touch him, and that was what happened.
Melanie had licked her way down his body, opening his shirt and sucking on his nipples, just for the shortest amount of time.
It had been an incredible turn-on anyway, since no one else had ever done that to Jerry before. When he had started masturbating, he would only play with himself, and after jerking off so many times, it was like being in a whole new world, having someone who was going to touch him and turn him on.
She had unbuttoned his pants, and then she had started to pull them down. She just pulled them down to his ankles, and then, she had looked at his hard cock, which was sticking straight up in the air.
For the next few seconds, she had seemed to be transfixed. She had started to massage his dick with both of her hands, and he had loved that feeling.
Then, she had moved her mouth down to his cock shaft, and she had started to lick the very tip of his cock. Soon, he had noticed the saliva that was dribbling down the sides of his shaft, and Melanie had moved her hand to the base of his cock, and she had started to pump the shaft up and down.
In a sense then, although she had told him she would suck him off, she was only jerking him off, licking the tip of his cock at the same time. Since no one had ever done that to him before, he had loved the way it felt.
It had only taken him a short time to come, and when she had sensed that he would be coming, she had pulled her mouth away, and pointed his cock upwards, so that the come started to pour out all over his belly.
Jerry would never forget thinking that it was almost like he was jerking himself off, for that was where the come usually landed.
He had said nothing, however, for as soon as his cock had gone a little bit limp, Melanie had started to straddle him. She had rubbed his cock against her cunt lips, and then, she had sat down on him.
Only then did she let Jerry move his fingers all over her tits, but he had never let him pluck at her nipples too hard. She kept moving around, but not up and down, until he could feel the way her cunt muscles were starting to spasm. Then, when his cock began to get stiff in her cunt, she had started to moan loud. Soon, she was riding his cock up and down, pulling herself up all the way, so that only his cock head was between her cunt lips, and then, she would ride it down.
Jerry had come rather fast then, too, and she hadn't minded. In fact, she had told him that she wanted to be with him again.
The second time he was with her, she performed the same way with him, and he was not as content as he had been the first time.
He knew why. Between their two sexual encounters, he had fucked one other girl, and she had been the most passive thing he had ever come across. He had loved it when he was on top of her, and he had loved the way she had moaned, and submitted to him. Each time he had thrust his cock in and out of her cunt, he had thrust in hard so that his balls slapped against her ass.
He and June had been a sweaty mass of flesh, whereas, he could hardly even remember sweating when he had been with Melanie.
Of course, Melanie seemed like the kind of girl who didn't like to sweat.
After he had been with Melanie a second time, and she told him that she wanted to see him again, he had started thinking.
It was almost Thanksgiving time, and he decided that he wouldn't be with her before going home. When he went home, he had a long talk with his father about sex, and it was the first time that they had ever talked about it.
He told his father about the two different girls he was fucking, and how, although he had a hotter time with June, he still preferred Melanie, and knew that he would rather be with her than with June.
"But Melanie is a real ball buster. She likes to be the dominant one, and ..."
His father had started to laugh then, and Jerry was sure that the man was going to start telling him about his own experiences, which was what happened.
"You would think that your mother would be the dominant one with me, considering the way the two of us always act in public. However, she knows that if she ever tried anything like that with me, she would pay for it.
"I've learned that when you have a cock, and a woman wants that cock, you can make that woman do anything you want her to do. Also, some ropes wouldn't hurt. You have to get the bitch into a subservient position.
"Remember, Jerry, all women are bitches, and they should be trained to serve the man who is going to take care of them. I've been like that with your mother all the time, ever since I realized she was getting too strong for me. I guess I must have realized that about a year after we were married, but no later than that."
"I know," Jerry told his father, and the man smiled.
"I know that you know. I've been aware of the fact that you spy on us for the last few years, and all I can say is that I hope you've been learning something from it. I've also seen your cock, boy, and I know that it's even bigger than mine. With a cock like that, you can rule the world if you want to."
Jerry had started to smile then, and later, when his mother had gone out shopping, and he and his father had time alone, his father had shown Jerry some of the chains and whips that he would use on his wife.
Then, he had given Jerry a thick leather rope, and some nipple clamps, and he had told his son to go and get that bitch Melanie again.
"And this time, you let her know that you're the one in control. If she tries anything, you slap that bitch hard across the face. You beat her until she knows that you're being kind in even letting her remain alive."
He would never forget the first time had had done that with her.
He had gone over to her apartment, and while she was in the bathroom, he had slipped the rope under the pillow, so that she wouldn't know what hit her.
Then, she had come into the room, naked and lovely. His cock had started to respond, even though he was still dressed. She had gotten on top of him, and she had started to kiss him all over the lips.
Jerry had loved the way that felt, since she was naked, and he was not.
Then, he had pulled a switch on her, by rolling over on top of her. He had felt the way she was trying to fight back, but he knew that he was stronger, and once he was on top of her, he stayed right there.
He had started to pull her hands up over her head, and soon, she wasn't even resisting that much, which had startled him. It was easy then to start lacing the leather rope around her wrists, and once he had pulled it tight, he started to knot it before wrapping it around her wrists a few more times.
Then, she had realized how powerless she was. For Jerry had sat up on top of her, and she had started to pull her hands apart, in vain, of course.
He had reached for the nipple clamps then, and he had stuck one on each of her nipples. They were small clips, with teeth that cut into her flesh when they were closed, and he had laughed as he watched her suffer.
"I've had you taking control for a long time now, and it's time for me to be the one in control now. I want to show you what a man can be like."
He started to strip off his shirt, and his pants, and he felt almost as if their roles were reversed, since he was the one on top of her now.
Once he had pulled off his pants, and she had gotten a look at his hard cock, he could see how scared she was. In some ways, he thought that it was understandable.
His cock was quite a piece of prized meat, and it was one thing for her to suck the tip and jerk him off. It was quite another for her to be tied, so that he could feed her his cock the way that he wanted to.
He had pried her mouth open, and then, he had started to work his cock between her lips. However, he knew that she could try something with him, and he decided that he had better issue a warning from the start.
Jerry moved his hand back to her nipple, and pressed the clamp tighter, so that it was cutting into her nipple even more.
"Don't try to bite me, Melanie, you bitch, otherwise I'm going to pinch this thing so hard, that it'll cut your nipple right off. You'd still be a beauty, but you'd be minus one of these lovely pink nipples. Just think of what a flaw that would be, when you go out and really become the whore that you are."
He had started to laugh then, and he had moved his hand to the back of her head, so that he could start to fuck her face.
He loved the way it sounded when his balls slapped against her chin, and he loved the look of fear in her eyes. In fact, he could remember the way her eyes looked like they were ready to bulge right out of her head.
Jerry started to play with her cunt then, for he thought that it would make things easier for her if he kept her turned on while fucking her face.
He started to wiggle her clit back and forth, and he could feel the way her cunt was starting to get wetter and wetter by the second.
When that happened, she started to take his cock deeper into her throat, much more easily, and of course, that had turned Jerry on even more.
He had fucked her face faster, and it was not long before he was shooting a thick load of come, right into her throat. By that time, he had not only worked up a sweat, but he could feel how wet she was beneath him.
That had been one of the greatest turn-ons of all, knowing that he had made her so hot, that she was sweating like a pig.
"Keep sucking, bitch," he had said to her. "Keep sucking. I want to feel my cock getting hard in your mouth again. Then I'm going to plow it right into your cunt and you're going to really feel it."
She had sucked harder, and he had even felt the way she was flicking her tongue back and forth over the tip of his shaft. That was the most sensitive part of his cock, and soon, he had been hard again.
He pulled himself out of her mouth, and as he was sliding his way down her body, pressing himself against her, he could hear the way she was moaning loud.
"Please, don't fuck my cunt as hard as you fucked my face. I beg you. You'll kill me if you keep doing it like that."
"Stuff it, bitch," he had screamed at her, and then, he had rammed his way in.
He had started to thrust his cock in and out of her cunt fast and hard, so that his balls kept slapping against her ass each time that he moved in. It only took about fifteen seconds before Melanie had been changing her tune.
She had started to moan and tell him how great she was feeling, and how sensational it was to be feeling that way for the very first time in her life.
Although he had thought that he should be surprised to hear that from her, he was not at all surprised. She had never been trained to take it the way a bitch should, and so, she had never really had a good fucking before.
He was happy about being able to change her, and when he had started to come inside of her cunt, she had been begging him for more.
It was not long before Jerry had fucked almost every girl on campus, and he had made them all cater to his cock.
He had gotten through life that way, knowing that he could train women, and he was happy about the fact that his dick had made him rich.
He would see people going to work from nine to five, for so many years of their lives, and he would notice the way some of them would just manage to get by. He hated to even associate with people like that.
But he had made it all on his own, training women who were either wives, fianc�es, or daughters, of men who could afford to pay him, but just didn't have it in them to train the girls themselves. After all, Jerry knew, it took a special skill to be a bitch trainer. You had to put up with some tough bitches who were convinced that they could not be trained, and you had to be hard with them.
Sometimes you had to even draw blood, a thing that Jerry didn't really enjoy doing all that much, but still, a thing that was necessary at times.
Now, as he sat in his living room, he wished that someone would be there, so he could treat her like a bitch. He wished that he would get a call soon, and-when none came, the only thing that made him relax more was another snort of cocaine. '
When he was high, he could do nothing, and not care about it.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jerry looked at the picture that the man had given to him, and he had to smile.
The blonde girl was one of the most lovely things that he had ever seen in his life, and he even felt that the tear rolling down one cheek made her look that much 'more alluring. Of course, he sometimes could get off on watching a bitch suffer.
He liked the way her hair was done, too, combed back, with a nice red ribbon right at the top. In some ways, it made her look girlish.
She was sitting on the floor, so it seemed, and he could see the way she was completely naked, with her legs spread.
She had on a bra, although one of the straps had been torn off, and her left tit was showing. He thought that she looked rather hot, even though he did prefer a girl with bigger tits than the ones this girl had.
He couldn't see the way her wrists were roped behind her back, but he could see the shackles that she had on around her arms, just above the elbows. Those shackles were connected to chains, which in turn, were connected to a wooden pole that looked like it had been hammered into the floor.
"I like it all," he said to the man. "I think that you might be succeeding in what you're attempting to carry out, but I'm not sure."
"What's wrong with it?" the young black-haired man asked.
"You want her to be your slave, and you want her to be faithful to you always, isn't that right? Isn't that the purpose of keeping her that way?"
"Yes. I don't believe that she will be faithful once we're married."'
"But where is her pleasure?" Jerry asked the man. "She looks like she is feeling no pleasure to make up for all the pain you're inflicting upon her."
"I know. I know. But what can I do about it?"
He looked back at the picture, and saw the hideous piece of wood that the man had shoved right up the girl's cunt. He also noticed that her cunt patch was not there, and he was sure that she must have been shaved quite recently.
"For one thing, you can take out the wood," he said to the man. "Wood in a cunt is really not going to solve anything."
"I don't understand," the man said to Jerry. "Can you help me?"
"I'm sure that I can, but let me finish about the wood. Even a pierced ring would be better than wood. You see, with wood in her cunt, it can leave splinters and all kinds of shit like that. Those tiny things can be more painful than anything else. You have to remember, too, that when she comes, her cunt will be spasming, and when that happens, she would feel the splinters again."
"And what is wrong with that?" he asked Jerry. "I don't see anything wrong with it."
"She would remember what you did to her, even when she's at the height of her pleasure. When that would happen, I'm sure that she would hate you, and when there is such a tremendous amount of hate involved, there can be no trained bitch."
Rod shook his head. He was beginning to understand all those things now. He was beginning to learn from the master, and in many ways, he was quite impressed.
Jerry smiled at his old friend, and when he started to laugh, Rod did, too.
"So, you really want to marry this bitch?" Jerry asked his friend.
"Of course I do. Would I be treating her like that if I didn't?"
"I guess not, Rod. But because you're my friend, I'm not going to charge you as much as I would someone else, but you have to understand that I still can't do this whole thing for free. I still have to make some money."
"Name the price. I'd pay anything to make Nina all mine."
"About three thousand dollars," Jerry said to him. "If it all works out right. I'm sure that it will. But tell me about the two of you first."
Jerry closed his eyes, as he started to listen to the story, but all he could think about was his college days with Rod, his roommate, for two terms.
He and Rod hadn't really gotten along as well as two super studs should, since they were always both in competition for the same broads.
Jerry had noticed that whenever he would go out with a girl, Rod would always want to know as much about her as he possibly could, and it had taken him some time to realize that his friend really wanted to get that girl, too.
Finally, one evening, when Jerry had walked into his room and found Rod fucking his latest fling, he had been pissed off.
Mary had been a beautiful redhead, and even though Jerry never really liked to date a girl once he had scored with her (he was one of those kinds of men), he had been thinking about fucking Mary at least one more time. Her cunt had been the hottest one he had been with in the longest time, and when she had been spasming around his pulsing cock, he had felt almost as if she had been sucking the juices right out of him.
He had loved her cunt, and when he saw Rod plowing his dick in and out of her, he had thought about beating the shit out of his friend.
He knew that he could have, too, since Rod had been about to come.
Instead, he had sat there watching, because he could see Mary's tits, and he loved the way that they were heaving up and down.
Soon, Rod had come inside of her, and as soon as he had pulled out, Jerry had started to tell the bastard what he thought of him.
It was Mary who had broken up the fight, and with good reason.
"You're arguing about me like I'm somebody's piece of meat," she said. "Look, I don't mind being the slave to some guys. In fact, I happen to love it. But you're not going to fight over who gets me. I can make my own decisions. I wouldn't have been here with Rod, unless I wanted to, Jerry."
"So, what's the decision you're going to make?" he had asked her then.
She was sitting on the bed naked, rubbing her cunt, and she was smiling. Then, she had come right out and had told them.
"I want you both. I want to be fucked by both of you at the same time. You're probably the two hottest studs in town, and I want to feel both cocks at once. I want to be the only girl on campus to feel them both. Promise me that."
"Sure," Jerry had said, and Rod had agreed.
However, even as Jerry had been peeling off his clothing, so that his hard cock was soon on display, he had known something, and he had sensed that Rod was thinking the same thing. If the threesome turned out to be successful, they were both thinking that it would be fun to have a few more of them.
In the meanwhile, Mary had moved her mouth to Jerry's dick, and she had started to suck it so that the head was all the way in her throat. Jerry had looked down at his proud pleasure pole, and he had loved it.
He had watched the way Rod moved his mouth down between Mary's legs, and soon, he was eating her cunt, so that she was coming mildly.
Jerry started to play with her tits, pulling at her nipples, and he could feel the way she was flicking her tongue up and down the underside of his cock shaft. When she had the shaft all the way in her mouth, and started to flick her tongue back and forth over his balls, it was almost too good to be true.
He hadn't come in her mouth, because she had moved her hand to the base of his cock, and she had started to jerk it gently. Then, she had squeezed hard, just when he thought she would take him too far, and he had been glad that the pulsations stopped.
"I want one in my ass, and one in my cunt," she had said to them.
Since Jerry's cock was bigger, she decided that she wanted his cock in her cunt, for she hadn't been fucked in the ass too many times, and thought that a cock the size of Jerry's could easily rip her apart.
Jerry had laid back on the bed, and as Mary had started to sit on his dick, he had been thinking a little bit of Melanie, and the way she was with him. Still, once she was down on his cock, she started to ride him fast, and she even moved her tits to his mouth and begged him to bite on her nipples.
He had felt the way Rod was fingering her asshole, and soon, he knew that Rod was starting to lube her with some kind of grease.
Then, his roommate had entered Mary's ass, and he had thrust himself into her deep.
The two men had started to thrust at the same rate after that, and Jerry loved the way the bitch's body was sweating between them. In many ways, he felt like they were all part of a sandwich, and Mary was the meat.
Their bodies had moved together for the longest time, and soon, both Jerry and Rod were massaging the girl's tits, with their fingers.
She, in turned, was running one hand up and down Jerry's body, while she had the other hand behind her body, so she could feel Rod's taut buttocks. She kept moaning about how sensational it was to be between the two hottest dicks on campus, and that kept both of the men turned on a great deal.
Soon, they were both coming, even though, as Jerry recalled it, he knew that Rod was the one who had started to come first. Rod's come in her asshole had turned her on so much, that her pussy had spasmed around Jerry's dick even tighter than it had the other time when he had fucked her.
He hadn't been able to hold back after a few minutes of those tight spasms, and soon, he was pumping his load into her.
Later, the three of them showered, and after Mary had left, Jerry and Rod had sat down and had the longest talk.
They discussed the fact that they seemed to be quite competitive, and then, the subject changed to what had happened that evening. Jerry was the one who had come up with the idea that changed their friendship, and brought them closer.
"Look, it could be much cheaper for both of us if one of us would go out on a date one night, and bring the broad back here. We could always play innocent. Like I could be sitting her nude, studying, when you come back. I could say that I had no idea you had a date, and soon, we could work it into a threesome. Then, the next night, you can do the same thing with me. I think it would be great."
"I agree, and it would cut down the competition."
"Of course it would. We'd both be getting the girl for the first time, at the same time. The only argument would be who fucks her cunt first, or her mouth, or her ass, but we can always let her decide."
And so, they had agreed on that kind of an arrangement, and it had worked out well.
In fact, as Jerry sat in the restaurant and sipped at his wine, he kept looking at Rod, and he kept thinking that Rod had even learned some of the tricks from him. When he looked back at the picture of Rod's fianc�e, he thought that many of the techniques that had been used to tie the girl up, were some that he had taught Rod.
He closed his eyes again, and started to think back to Jenny, one of the hot Puerto Rican chicks that they had brought back to the room.
Jenny had been Rod's date, and she was a fiery black-haired number, with the hottest cunt and tits that Rod had ever come across.
When he had walked into the room, and they had seen Jerry sitting on the bed, the way they had decided, she had clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth, and she had looked at both of them slyly.
"I've heard about roommates who set things up like this," she said. "I've kind of thought about what it would be like to be in a threesome. Well, let's get to it."
Within seconds, she had been going down on Jerry, without even taking off her clothing. She had just jumped onto the bed, and she had started to move her mouth up and down
Jerry's raised shaft, taking him deep into her throat. Jerry had started to undress her, opening her blouse and feeling her tits.
Meanwhile, Rod was behind her, and he had started to pull her pants and panties down, so that he could eat her pussy from behind.
Jerry had known that she would be hot when she started to come less than a few seconds after Rod had started to eat her pussy.
His friend had just licked her, flicking her clit back and forth, and her whole body had gotten tense, as her juices had started to flow. Her nipples had started to throb under Jerry's massaging touch, and soon, she was taking his load in her mouth.
Jenny had kept her mouth near his cock, and then, Jerry and Rod had started to talk to each other about who would fuck her where.
"I can keep fucking her face, and you can take her ass," Jerry had said to Rod. "I think that she would have a really tight ass."
Just then, the fiery black-haired girl had pulled her head up.
"Wait one fucking second," she had said. "If any decisions are going to be made, this here bitch is going to do it. No one fucks my ass. I've never had a cock in my ass and I intend to keep going through life that way. If the Lord had intended for me to take it up my ass, he wouldn't have given me such a hot cunt."
Jerry had been pissed off then, but when he had looked at Rod, he had seen his friend shaking his head no, as if Rod didn't want Jerry to show his anger.
Still, it was the first time that a bitch had ever talked back to him, and he hated the fact that she thought she could get away with it.
"All right, Jerry, you can start to fuck her cunt. Let her ride you up and down."
"And what will you be doing?" Jenny had asked Rod then.
"I want to stand on the side and watch. I get off on watching a hot bitch fucking this dude over her. I get off on it a lot. You make it real good for him, Jenny, and then I'm gonna take over after he shoots into you."
Jenny had started to straddle Jerry's cock, and within a few more seconds, she had been moving her wet, juicy cunt right over him.
Then, Jerry had started to fuck her nice and hard. As he did, he noticed that Rod wasn't even watching the two of them. But when he saw where Rod was going, he couldn't have been happier, because Rod was opening the bottom dresser drawer, and he was pulling out the thick leather strap that Jerry's father had given to him.
He held it behind his back as he walked toward the bed, and then, he started to move his body against Jenny's, from behind. He rubbed himself there, and kissed her on the neck, and soon, she was riding Jerry's cock even faster.
Every so often, she would turn and tell Rod not to fuck her ass, because he kept moving his cock there.
Then, when she was hardly even aware of what was happening, Rod pulled her arms behind her back, and he started to tie them up with the leather strap. She was so lost in her passions, that by the time she realized what was happening, it was too late.
She started to scream, and then, Rod pushed her face forward, so that she was kissing Jerry on the lips. Actually, the whole thing had been done to muffle her screams, because they did have her in the dorm, and they could have gotten into trouble.
Rod worked fast after that. He started to grease up his cock, because he knew that he wouldn't be able to grease her ass. He knew that she would try and resist him too much, and so, he had to get his cock lubed before he could enter her.
When he did, she let out a loud moan, and he loved it.
Jerry would never forget the way her cunt had started to spasm hard around his cock the second that Rod was inside of her asshole.
He had started to understand then, that
Jenny probably really loved being fucked in the ass, and even if it was her first time, she had gotten into it so much, that she was coming harder than ever.
She no longer screamed. In fact, she had started to move her body all around, so that she was keeping both dicks moving in and out of her ass and cunt. Jerry had been happy when her cunt spasms had subsided, because one thing he always liked to pride himself on was the fact that he could usually keep from coming longer than Rod.
When he and Rod would get into discussions about it, Rod would always have the answer.
"I usually take the ass, and most girls are tighter in the ass then they are in the cunt. It only follows that I get turned on faster than you do, and there's really not a thing that we can do about it."
When he had said that, Jerry had decided that he would take the ass for a while, with the next few girls, and when he had, he had still come after Rod.
Fucking Jenny had been an incredible experience for both of them, because it was the first time that they had ever tied up a girl and taken her. Most of the others were more than willing to become slaves to the men when they got a look at the two cocks that they would be dealing with.
Jerry finished his wine, and started to smile at Rod.
"How do you do it, Jerry?" his friend asked him. "You've never worked a day in your life, and yet, you seem to have even more money than I do. I've never been able to understand it Jerry. What do you have that I don't?"
"You remember my cock," Jerry said to him. "You remember the way that women would go crazy over it. Well, that part of me has stayed the same."
"Well, girls would always cater to my cock, too," Rod said. "But that part of me has stayed the same, and it doesn't work that way anymore."
"Tell me about this Nina. Where did you meet her and shit like that?"
"I just told you," Rod said to him, and Jerry had to smile.
"I was thinking about old times with you and me and those bitches we would take. I wasn't concentrating on you and Nina."
Rod looked a little embarrassed then, and Jerry could understand why, as soon as Rod had told him where he met the girl.
It seemed that Rod had been going to a peep show one day, and he had thought that he would take in a strip show instead. He had walked in, and he had seen his lovely blonde fianc�e up there on the stage.
She had been almost naked, wearing only a G-string at the time, and he had been taken with her beauty. She had light blue eyes and long blonde hair, and when she moved, her tits seemed to be so firm. She had started to walk down a platform in Rod's direction, and then, right in front of him, she had stripped off her G-string.
In fact, she had let it fall onto his face, and he had smelled the sweet scent of her pussy, long before he ever got close to her.
She had started to thrust herself back and forth in his direction, and he had felt the hard-on in his pants as she was doing that. He had seen the slit that she had, and he had fallen in love with her.
"So I bought this thing back to her after the show. I wondered if she had thrown it in my direction so that she could meet me. After all, after the show, she just walked offstage, leaving me with the G-string."
"And you want to make sure that this girl stays faithful to you after you're married?" Jerry had to ask Rod then. "I can hardly believe that. Why, what she does on stage is almost like what a whore does."
Rod looked mad, and Jerry calmed down a little bit. He thought that his friend was really asking him to do the impossible.
After all, you couldn't train a girl who was such a loose woman. You had to start with a certain kind of girl, otherwise, it would be impossible.
"You don't seem to understand," Rod said to Jerry. "She tells me that she's still a virgin. She tells me that she's just come from a small town, and that she needed the work. She only strips on stage, but she doesn't do anything off stage."
Jerry had to smile. He could not help but think that his friend was being taken for a ride. He could not imagine a virgin working in one of those strip clubs. In fact, he had known a few girls who had done it, and they made most of their money after the show, from the men they had turned on.
A quick blow job or an even faster fuck was what provided the girls with most of their income. Nina had to be doing the same thing, Jerry thought.
"Does she still strip, now that you're engaged?" Jerry asked him.
"No. I've managed to get her to stop doing that. And I do believe that she is a virgin. She doesn't even let me touch her. I want to, but I love her so much, that I'm really willing to wait for her."
"Then what about this?" Jerry asked, and he held up the picture of Nina, tied and chained, with the wooden stake up her cunt.
Rod looked at it, and he started to laugh, which confused Jerry.
"We play," he said to his friend. "She lets me do all kinds of things to her as foreplay, but she doesn't let me fuck her. That still makes her a virgin."
"And how do you know that she didn't do things with other men? She could have taken some of the men backstage with her, and jerked them off or something like that. She didn't have to let them fuck her, either."
"I asked her about it, and she said that she didn't. She said that I'm the only man whose cock she ever touched, even though she's only just touched it with her hand. She still has not gone down on me."
Jerry started to smile. He was more and more interested in the girl then, and he started to lick his lips a little bit.
"All right, Rod. I'll take this case on. I'll make sure that Nina will always be your slave, and I'll make sure that she'll serve you and only you."
"How shall we arrange this then?" Rod asked. "Do I bring her to your place?"
"Of course. Make sure that you've given her something. Here, take one of these. It's a sleeping pill. She'll be groggy, so that she'll hardly even know what's happening until she's already bound. I'll take it from there."
Rod started to smile, and Jerry stood up and left, leaving his friend with the check.
He knew that Rod could afford it, since the man was a big criminal lawyer. In some ways, Jerry did envy Rod, even though he knew that Rod would have been willing to change places with him in a second.
And of course, that was understandable, since Jerry's work involved his pleasures at all times. When you had a cock like his, you could be the master over any bitch that came your way, and he couldn't wait to conquer that blonde bombshell.
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Nina woke up, she had no idea where she was. She felt as if she was rather free to move, until she realized something.
Her arms were shackled, right near her armpits. She could see how thick the metal cuffs were that were around her upper arms, and she could see the thick link chain that was connected to them. The two chains were connected to each other, and then, as one solid thick link chain, they ran up to the ceiling.
She started to move around, almost as if she was dancing.
In her delirious state, she kept thinking that she was putting on her show for all those hot men out there, and when she closed her eyes, she could almost hear them yelling and applauding for her.
"Take it off, Nina baby," she thought she heard one man yell. "Spread those cunt lips for us so we can see all of you."
She tried to do it, and it was then that she realized how the shackle was keeping her confined. She couldn't lower her arms enough, because of the way that the shackle had been put on, but she was still content.
Let them come backstage if they want to see my insides, she kept thinking.
She continued to move, until suddenly, she felt something snapping onto her body.
When Nina opened her eyes and looked down, she could see a thick red lash mark on her chest, right between her two small breasts. Then, she felt the leather hitting her again, and she let out a loud gasp.
She could see a man standing right in front of her, holding a whip.
She had never seen this man before. He had curly brown hair, and she could see that he had to have a hairy chest, since his shirt buttons were open on the top, and she could see the brown fur sticking out in tufts.
She started to feel some pleasure in her cunt then.
"I see that the hair has grown back," Jerry said to her, and he moved the whip toward her pussy, and rubbed it there.
"What are you talking about?" she asked him. He was talking to her as if he knew that there were times when she shaved her cunt.
That was only when Rod wanted her to, she thought. Most times, she preferred not to be shaved. It was always so much better when it came to putting on her shows.
He started to rub the whip against her cunt lips, and the whole time, he kept thinking that she had to be one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life. Next to her, Kathy looked like a piece of shit.
Nina closed her eyes again, and imagined that the whole thing was a joke.
She started to think back to those times when she was on stage, when she would be dancing for all those men.
She knew why she got off on it. It was because of her father, whom she hated, and the way that he had always abused her. He had never taken her sexually, although, she was sure that he would have, had he had the choice.
Her mother had run out on them when they were younger, and her father had always treated her as if she had been born innto the world in order to cater to his every wish, except for the sexual wishes.
He didn't really need her for that, since he had so many women over.
However, whenever Nina would do something bad, he would punish her by hitting her across the face, and every so often, he would strip her and tie her to her bed. Then, he would start to stick things inside of her.
She could remember it happening so many times, and could hardly even remember a time when her father would compliment her.
Instead, he would always be telling her what a piece of shit she was. He would always be telling her how he wished she wasn't even there, except, of course, when it came time to her serving him his dinner.
If it was overcooked, he would hit her on the ass with a paddle, until her ass was so sore, that she could hardly even sit down. She could remember having gone for at least two weeks, once, after a spanking, where it hurt her to sit.
Then, when she was fifteen, he had gotten mad at her about something, and he had started to slap her across the face.
He had forced her down onto her bed, and he had tied her up. He had started to whip her, and as he had, she had noticed the way his cock was getting stiffer in his pants. When she kept looking at the. bulge, his eyes had moved down there, too.
"You little slutty pig," he had screamed at her. "I can tell that you want your old father, don't you? Well, you're not going to get me. You're not going to get me."
If she had wanted him in any way, it would have been dead. She hated him with a passion, and wished that he would drop dead.
He had run out of the room then, and she had been left tied on the bed. That night, she had a great deal of time to think, since she couldn't sleep, because she was tied on her back, and had to sleep lying on her stomach.
She had known that he would try to take her soon. If he was already getting hard-ons when he would tie her up and see her naked, then the time would come shortly when he, like all men, would have to give in to his desire.
That next morning, when he untied her and went off to work, she packed her bags and left, leaving him no note.
She kept thinking that he wouldn't even care, since he had told her that he sometimes wished she wasn't even around.
Nina had come to New York, and she had had trouble finding a job, since she was so young. Then, she had met a man in a bar on Forty-second Street, and that man had told her how hot he thought she was.
He had asked her if she would like to strip to make some money.
At first, she had been reluctant. She knew what stripping would lead to, and she didn't really want to live that kind of a life. Still, she had no money, and when the man told her she had to do nothing more than take off her clothing, she agreed.
"Some of the girls strip for extra money," he had said to her. "And then, they do more if they want to make even more money. But if you don't want to, then don't bother. There are enough broads to take care of all those horny men."
He had said it with a sly smile on his face.
Nina would never forget her first time on stage, because, even though she was taking off her clothing, she was getting round after round of applause, and she actually started to feel beautiful for the first time in her life.
They cheered her on, time and time again, and she loved it.
She was making incredibly good money, and then, one day, like most people who make so much, she wanted to start making even more.
"It would be so easy," her friend, and co-stripper had told her.
"It would be easy for you, but I'm a virgin. I don't want to start taking in dicks left and right. I don't really care very much about being a virgin, mind you. I wouldn't give a shit if I lost my cherry.
"Still, I could use the extra money. It would come in so handy."
"Then use your mouth, baby," her friend said to her. "Most of those guys would come so fast anyway, that it's ridiculous to even start getting undressed. Just go down on them and start to suck them off."
And so, she had done that, but first, she had gone in to her boss, the man that she had met in the bar, who first introduced her to her stripping way of life.
She had started to tell him what she wanted to do, and he had sat back on his chair, and placed his feet up on the desk. He had been smiling the whole time, especially when she told him that she was still a virgin.
"And one other thing, Jake. I've never even sucked off a man in my life."
"Then why don't you try me?" he had asked her. "Why don't you suck my dick off and you'll learn the way to go about it. Of course, each man likes different things, but with most of the horny bastards you'll be dealing with, a quick suck and jerk should do the trick and make them come."
He had pulled his hard cock out of his pants, and she had loved the way that it looked. It was the first time she had ever seen a hard cock in the flesh, and when she had moved closer to it, she had started to go down on it.
Nina had fallen in love with the taste of dick that second. She had started to move her mouth up and. down the shaft, working her tongue at the same time, because she knew that enough tongue flicks would turn him on.
Plus, she could taste his cock flavor even better that way.
Soon, Jake had been shooting a load off into her mouth, and she had swallowed every drop of it. Then, he had pulled a ten dollar bill out of his pants, and he had given it to her, and told her to consider it her first extra earnings.
Soon after that, Nins had started doing some extra work. After a good strip show, where the audience would be cheering her on, she would usually have a line of people waiting for her in the back.
She would take them on, ten dollars a head, or rather, ten dollars a dick, one at a time, and she would never care that she just stayed on her knees.
To her, all those men were just cocks anyway, which was why she didn't even stand up and look them in the face. She would just hold up her hand for the money, while she would be kneading the dick through the man's pants, and as soon as a ten would be placed on her palm, she would pull her hand back, slip the money into her pocket, then start to open up the zipper and pull out the cock.
By the time all that would take place, the man would usually be throbbing, and most times, all it took was some jerking on her part, and a tongue on the tip of the cock, and she would feel the come pouring into her mouth.
She had been doing that until the day that she met Rod.
She had noticed him sitting in the audience, since she could always see the faces of the men who would be sitting in the front.
When she wanted to act even hotter in front of the men, she would always pick out one of the best looking men in the crowd, and play her act directly toward him. That afternoon when Rod was there, he was the one she had chosen.
She had thrown her G-string at him, and had hoped that he would come back for a blow-job. After all, it would be extra money for her, and not only that, but it was even more fun to go down on a man whom she liked the looks of.
She knew that she would even be looking at his face as she sucked his cock, which was rare. Usually, she had her eyes closed.
He had come back, and he had asked her out for coffee, and of course, she had accepted.
Then, he had asked her if she would see him again.
Nina had been a bit confused, since he was the first man who hadn't really wanted her to do anything to satisfy him. In fact, at first, she had thought that he probably wasn't even interested in women at all.
But she had started to date him anyway, because he seemed to be classy.
Then, the first time he had her over to his apartment, she had been more than impressed. She knew that she was dealing with a man who had a lot of money, and when they started to do drugs, she loved it.
However, she had passed out, and when she had awoke, she had been chained up, and there had been a wooden stake shoved up her cunt.
Then, Rod had appeared, and he had told her how he was going to marry her, and how he was going to make sure that she was his for all times to come.
"You will be my slave, and I will be your master," he said to her, and he had started to make oral love to her body.
He had not tried to fuck her, nor had she even had the chance to look at his cock that time. Eventually, after they had been going together, he would let her play with his hard cock, but he wanted her to save herself for marriage.
She had told him that she was a virgin, which was true, and naturally, he had assumed that all of her sexual activities were limited. Nina had known enough to let him keep thinking whatever the fuck he wanted to think. She didn't want to break his illusion of what she really was.
Of course, she was confused as to what she really was, but she did know one thing and that was that she was a born cock-lover.
She loved to suck cocks, and she was looking forward to the day when she would be able to suck his. Of course, she knew that wouldn't be until after they were married, and she had been thinking about that a lot.
It would probably be nice to have his cock all to herself, but she hadn't been too sure, of late, if that would be enough.
After all, she had sucked so many dicks in her day, that to just commit herself to one, seemed like it might be impossible. Of course, she kept thinking, if he turned out to be a good fuck, she might like that, too.
Now, as she looked at the handsome brown-haired man, who was standing there with the whip, she wondered what his cock would be like. She let her eyes look down at his pants, and she had to gasp.
Having started to get most men hard before their cocks were even out of their pants, she knew what a hard bulge could look like in a man. The bulge that she could see in the man's pants as he stood in front of her was bigger than any other she had come across.
"Why do you have me here?" she asked the man. "What's the purpose?"
Jerry smiled at her, and he moved closer to her. Then, he started to run his hand down her body, through her thick blonde bush, and into her cunt. He let his fingers wander over her cunt lips for only a few seconds, then penetrated her.
He wondered if he should tell her that he had been talking to Rod, and that Rod wanted to make sure she would be his slave.
After all, Jerry was thinking about something else.
That afternoon, while he had been sitting home, waiting for Rod to arrive with Nina, he had been thinking about the last few days with his friend in college.
After a while, their threesomes had become tiring, and so, they had decided that they would both date girls, and no longer compete. That promise had not lasted too long, at least when it came down to Rod.
Jerry remembered Sharon, one of the hottest broads on campus. She had been elected the home-coming queen, and Jerry had thought that it would be a piss to take her to the ball. Since he had been fucking her steadily, he was sure that she would ask him.
The night after she had been elected, he had made sure to fuck the hell out of her. He had come in her cunt at least three times, and he had made sure that she had come at least five times. He had eaten her pussy longer than he had eaten any other girl's, and she had loved it.
That night, after she had left, he had started to brag to Rod about the way he had kept her turned on, and he had gone into specific detail, letting his roommate know just what turned Sharon on. He told Rod about the way she loved to have her clit nibbled on, and how much she loved to have her ass fingered.
Of course, since they were good buddies, he had been sure that Rod wouldn't turn on him, which was what had happened.
Although he didn't know it until a few days later, the next night, Rod had asked Sharon out, and he had taken her back to her place, just so Jerry wouldn't know about it. He had started to fuck her the way that she liked it, and from what Jerry imagined, Rod had probably been fingering her asshole and eating her cunt for hours.
Of course, that bitch had chosen Rod to accompany her to the dance, and Jerry had not let his friend know how pissed off he was.
However, when he had been thinking about it that day, he thought that it was the one and only time where someone had crossed him in his life.
Now, as he was looking at the lovely Nina, he started to think about how easily the girl could be his slave, and not Rod's.
He knew that Rod would be pissed off, but once it would happen, there would be nothing that his friend could do about it. The idea appealed to Jerry so much, that he could feel the way his cock was throbbing in his pants.
"I have you here to make you mine," he said to her.
"But I belong to someone else, and he loves me. He wants to marry me. His name is Rod, and he thinks that I'm the most beautiful . . .,"
"I know all about him," Jerry said. "He was the one who sent you here. He thought that you should be trained, and you will be."
"What? Just who the fuck does he think he is?" Nina asked.
And Jerry knew that he was already on the way to making her his, since she seemed to think that Rod was a bastard for doing something like that.
She still kept her eyes on his crotch, he could tell, and he loved the way that she kept looking there. Soon, he was rubbing himself.
When he saw the way she was licking her lips, he knew that she must have liked to suck cocks, and he started to think about that.
From what Rod told him, it didn't seem like Rod knew all that about her.
Slowly, and temptingly, Jerry started to pull his zipper down, and when he reached in his pants and pulled out his dick, she gasped loud.
"Oh God, I've never seen a cock like that before."
"And chances are good that you'll never see another one. I'm not claiming that it's one of a kind, but I've never seen one bigger."
He started to move closer to her, and she bent down a little bit, as if she wanted to lick the head of Jerry's upraised shaft.
"Have you ever had a cock in your cunt?" he asked her.
"No, and I don't want yours.. I have to save myself for my intended. If you want me to suck it, I will suck it. I've sucked many cocks, but none as big as yours."
Jerry started to laugh, and he turned around and walked to the corner. He started to wheel something over toward her, and when she saw it, she gasped again.
"This, my dear, is a phallus on coals. It happens to be made of steel, too, and since you can see how hot the coals are, you know that the phallus must be fiery. Now, you have a choice. You can either beg me to fuck you with my dick, or you can suck my dick while I lower you over this phallus and let it fuck you."
Nina could see how hot the coals looked, and as she moved her leg near the phallus, she could feel the heat that was radiating from it. Jerry pushed her leg closer, and she saw .the red mark that it left on her thigh, after she screamed and pulled her leg away.
"All right, you can fuck me," she said to him. "I don't seem to have any choice."
"You won't regret it either," he said to her. "I've been told that I'm one of the best fuckers around. Believe me, I'll make you love it."
And he knew that he would, because he knew that in order to make her his, he had to be able to show her a great time.
Jerry moved right in front of her, and pushed the hot phallus away. Then, he started to kiss her on the lips, and he was rubbing his cock against her cunt patch. He could feel how wet she was getting as he did it, and when she started to suck on his tongue, he knew that he was making her even hotter.
He massaged her breasts, plucking on her hard nipples, and she was soon pressing her cunt up against him, and begging him to enter her.
He thrust into her, just a bit, and when he felt the way her cunt lips were pursing around the head of his cock, he pulled back.
"Beg me more," he said to her. "I want to hear how good you'll be to me when I've fucked you and shown you how much pleasure your body is capable of. I want to hear that you'll always be my slave, forever."
"But what about Rod?" she asked him. "What about Rod?"
"You can still marry him. I don't care about that. But you must be mine always, even if you are with him. When he fucks you, you must think about me at alP times. And when he is away, and I call you and tell you to come over, you must come over, and you must do whatever it is I ask you to do."
She was twenty years old, and she had been stripping for five years. She had been sucking off cocks for the last four, and yet, she had never felt one inside of her cunt.
The way he was rubbing himself against her cunt lips made her want him even more, and she knew that she would have to agree.
When Nina felt the cock shaft sliding into her, she couldn't believe how sensational it felt, from the very first second. Her father had broken her hymen years ago, by sticking a wooden broom handle up her cunt, so she knew that she didn't have to worry about the pain of a broken hymen.
And yet, the pleasure was more than she ever would have thought. She felt the cock shaft sliding back and forth over her clit, and since her love button had been stiff from the start, the pleasures just kept flowing.
When Jerry saw how much she was getting into it, he moved his hands behind to her ass and lifted her up off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and he started to thrust in and out of her even faster.
She was moaning louder and louder by the second, and he could feel the way her cunt just kept spasming over and over again.
He knew, in fact, that he would have to slow down, and did.
That afternoon, Jerry managed to fuck her for three hours, and made her come at least fifteen times, until she was a sweaty mass of satisfied flesh.
Then, he told- her that she would be going back to Rod, and when she seemed upset, he slapped her hard across the face.
"In your mind you will know that you are always mine, but you can never let Rod know it. You belong to him, and you will make him believe that you do."
And since she had been trained so well, she agreed to go along with it.
"My good slave," he said to her. "I can't wait until I know you are with him, and I am still the master over you."
She started to moan, even as he continued to slap her.
He knew that she would never change back.
CHAPTER NINE
Jerry looked at the lovely brown-haired woman, and he couldn't have been more impressed with the way that she was tied.
He particularly liked the way her legs were hanging up in the air, because of the way he had slipped her knees over a pole, that was suspended from the ceiling by a hanging chain. Of course, that had only been the beginning.
Her upper back was the only part of her body that was flat on the floor, and her hands had been pulled behind the lower part of her back, and they had been roped together with a thick cord.
It was the bow that impressed him the most. He had taken a bow, and had removed the string, so he could just use the wooden part.
At one end, he had slipped a thin metal pole, and he had pierced her toes with part of the pole. Then, the rest of the bow had been pulled between her legs, so that it was pressed against her cunt, almost digging into her, deep.
Last but not least, was the way that her tits were tied to a string that was coming from the upper part of the bow.
He had tied only her nipples, making tight knots, so that her brown nipples were throbbing, and there she lay, ready to be trained.
She was still unconscious, and as he looked over his records on what was to be done with this lady, he had to smile.
It would be much easier than he had even thought, and the position that he had her in would be quite beneficial.
Her husband, so it seemed, was into fucking this bitch in the ass, and she, in turn, didn't want him to ever enter her that way. She wanted only straight coital fucking, which her rich husband thought was a bore.
Jerry was just about to go into the room and wake her up, when the phone rang.
He walked over and picked up the receiver, and listened.
"Hello, master. This is Nina. I just had to talk with you."
He couldn't believe that bitch had the nerve to call him at his house. He had told her that she should never call him, but rather, just wait until he got in contact with her, for that was the way he wanted to work it.
"What do you want? And why are you calling me here?" he screamed at her.
"I just wanted to talk to you. I wanted to hear you tell me that I'm yours."
"You are mine, you bitch. Now don't ever call me again."
"But wait. I can't go through with this marriage, master. I can't marry that man now, because I love you. I thought that I loved Ron, but now I know that I love you. I am your slave, to do with as you please."
Jerry started to laugh, and he could sense that she was tense on the other end of the phone. Then, he started to speak again.
"Seeing as how you are my slave, you must do whatever I want you to do. I command you to marry this man tomorrow, when you are supposed to."
"But then I will be his, and I am yours," she said to him.
He couldn't believe that she had the nerve to talk back to him in such a way.
He started to think that maybe it had not been such a good idea to take her into his bed after he had fucked her a few months ago.
He had even taken her into his bed the first time he had been with her, for after she had started to tell him how much she loved him, and how she would always worship him because he had the kind of cock she loved, he had liked hearing it.
Jerry remembered the way he had unchained her then, and had led her into his plush bedroom. He had laid her back on the bed, and then, he had climbed on top of her.
"Let me suck you for a while," she had insisted.
Since he never could turn down a request like that, he had been more than willing to let her take him into his mouth.
He had straddled her tits, letting his ass rest on them, and then, he had seen the way she went about sucking his cock.
In many ways, she had reminded him of Melanie, at first.
She had sucked on his cock head, and she had let his cock shaft get all wet with her saliva so she could, start jerking her hand up and down the shaft. When he knew what she was doing, he had gotten really angry.
Rather than letting out his anger on her verbally, however, he had pushed her hand out of the way, and he had thrust his cock deep into her mouth. When his cock head was in her throat, and his pubic patch was pressed against her nose, he had started to talk with her in a very hostile tone of voice.
"This is the way you go about sucking a cock," he had screamed at her. "You move your mouth all the way down the shaft, and you hold your man in your mouth for as long as time as you possibly can. That is the way this master likes it, and that is the way that most men like it. Only those real horny ones who've never had a good blow job could come while you do what you were doing to me."
Jerry had thrust his dick in and out of her mouth for the longest time, and then, he could feel the way he was starting to pulsate.
He had slid his fingers down between her legs, and he had started to rub her cunt, just as he was coming. That was when he knew that she was something of a come lover, for her cunt started to pulsate hard.
He had not really been fingering her, although his fingers were in her cunt. Instead, he had just been letting them sit between her slit, and he hadn't even been wiggling her clit back and forth. Because she had managed to come, and come as hard as she did, he had sensed that she sucked many cocks.
After he had come in her mouth, he had slid his way down her body.
Then, he had started to ask her about it, and she told him the truth.
Jerry learned all about the men that she would go down on backstage, and he had had to smile, because he knew Rod was really a fool. Even when Rod had been telling him about Nina, Jerry had thought that any girl who works as a stripper, had to do other things. Rod, on the other hand, had been sure that Nina was being faithful to him, and learning that she was not turned Jerry on. ' .
He had wanted to hear more details from her, and so, she had gone on. She had told him how, for a year, she had worked without doing anything like that, but then, when she wanted to make more money, it seemed like the easiest way.
He had asked her if Rod knew, and she told him no. Of course, Jerry had told her that he wouldn't let Rod know about it, but he knew that if he ever had to use something against her, that would be it.
Then, when his cock had been hard again, he had started to fuck her once more.
Fucking her in a bed had been more than sensational. She had wrapped her legs around his buttocks, and he had started to thrust even faster.
He had come inside of her many times that afternoon, and then, during the last few months, when he would have the urge to fuck a hot pussy, he would call her. He always called her over during the day, because he didn't want to have any hassles with Rod, and knew that he would if Rod learned about what he was doing.
Anyway, Rod had paid him three thousand dollars to train Nina, and even though Jerry knew that there was no way his friend would ever see the money again, he thought it would be better if there was no reason for Rod to even start demanding it back.
Jerry knew that he had trained her anyway, even though she was trained for him.
"I can't talk to you now," he said into the phone then. "Nina, don't you ever call me again. You wait for me to call."
"But..."
"No. There is nothing more to be said. I'll talk to you soon."
"You're not going to come to the wedding then?" she asked him.
"Of course I'm not. I know that you wouldn't be able to control yourself there, and tomorrow, you have to shower all . your affection on Rod. You have to be his woman for the day, and for the duration of the honeymoon."
"But I thought that I was your woman," she said to him.
"You are, fool. And being my woman, I am commanding you to carry out the orders that I have given. If I hear that you have not, then you will be punished. Do you hear me, you piece of shit slave? I will punish you if you do not treat yourself as Rod's wife, at least for the first few days."
He slammed the phone back down on the hook, and hoped that it would not ring.
She had called him once before, and he had slammed the phone down on her, and five seconds later, she had called back.
That time, Jerry had not let her know just how angry he was that she had had the nerve to call him back, after he had screamed at her, and so, he had acted rather kind toward her, and had told her he wanted her.
Then, when she came over, she had suffered. She had never had a cock up her ass before, and he knew that was the way to get at her.
After all, since she was supposed to be all Rod's, and she was supposed to be faithful to Rod (at least to the man's knowledge), Jerry knew that he could not be rough enough with her so that he would leave marks on her body.
He had realized that after her training session had been completed.
He had still tied her up, however, even though the ropes were not as tight as they would usually be. He didn't want to leave a burn on her wrists, and so, he tied a looser knot, and it was only when she tried to pull free that the ropes would cut into her flesh, and that was all her fault.
Jerry told her that if Rod asked, she could tell him she got the burn marks while she was performing on stage, something that she still liked to do.
Once he had had her tied, he had started to eat her asshole, and she had seemed to be getting into it while he did it.
Then, when she was not at all ready, he had plunged his dick into her asshole.
She had let out a scream, which was met by his hand, slapping her hard across the face, while he told her to shut her fucking mouth.
"This is the slave's punishment for not listening to her master," he had said to her, while he ground his cock in and out of her cunt. "This is the slave's punishment for insisting that the master speak to her, when he had already hung up on her."
He had heard the way that she was groaning, and soon, she was starting to moan a little bit.
Jerry would never forget the way he had rammed his fingers into her cunt, and started to pinch her clit hard.
When that had happened, he remembered the way her ass muscles started to spasm around his cock, and that had been a nice feeling.
He kept fucking her for the longest time, and finally shot his load into her asshole.
In the end, he knew, it had not been that much of a punishment, since she had started to get into being fucked in the ass. When he heard the way she was moaning, and begging him to do it a little slower, he had started to fuck her ass harder and faster. Then, she had been in pain again, but she had learned.
Jerry stood by the phone for a few more seconds, and when she did not call back, he started to walk toward the room where he had the brown-haired woman tied. As he looked at the way his nipple ropes were pulling on her tits, he could remember his mother, and the way he had seen her nipples pierced, and her tits being stretched.
He felt the way his cock was starting to get stiffer.
Then, the woman started to moan, and Jerry reached for the whip on the wall.
"Where am I? What am I doing here? I don't understand this."
"Hello, slave pig," he said to her, and he moved right over to her, so that one foot was on each side of her head, and she was looking straight up between his legs. Since he was still dressed, all she could see was the bulge.
"What did you call me?" she suddenly screamed at him. "How dare you call me your slave. I don't know who the hell you are, but my husband is a big attorney, and when he finds out what you did to me, you'll suffer. I'll make sure that he gets your ass in jail, and that you stay there."
He picked up the whip and lashed it out at her flesh, then started to laugh.
"Do you really think that you can threaten me the way you're doing, cunt?" he said to her. "What if I were to see to it that you never leave this place alive? What if I were to kill you? What would you do then?"
He could see the way that she was starting to shiver, and once again, he felt that he had death working in his favor, or at least the threat of death.
One way to make a slave a slave, was to remind her of what you could do to her. Most of the bitches that he came across, he thought, were always haughty cunts, and they never seemed to realize just how vulnerable they were until he would remind them of what he could do to them.
"All right," the brown-haired woman said to him. "You made your point. But what do you want from me? How did I get here?"
He thought that he could easily tell her the truth. He could tell her that her husband didn't like the fact that she was not letting him into her ass, but he knew that was not the way to go about this one.
He started to get down on his knees beside her, and since her ass was raised up off the floor, it was easy for him to rub her buttocks. He let his hands massage her taut ass flesh, and then, he started to move his finger closer to her asshole.
As soon as he touched it, she gasped, rather loud.
"I saw you and I wanted you," he said to her. "I saw you walking down the street and noticed the way you wiggled that ass of yours around. I kept thinking how nice it would be to fuck that ass of yours."
"What?" she said to him. "You can't do that to me. You- can't do that."
He reached for the string that was tied to her nipple, and pulled on it. When she started to cry, he could feel his cock getting stiffer.
"You forget, cunt, that I can do whatever the fuck I want to do to you. I can kill you, if
I want, but I won't. All I'm asking is that you let me fuck your ass."
"Never," she said to him. "No man has ever fucked my ass, and no man will ever fuck my ass. That's just the way I am."
He pulled the whip back, and lashed her lightly on the belly. When she groaned, he had to start laughing, and he told her that he hadn't even whipped her half as hard as he knew he could, if he wanted to really hurt her.
Then, he showed her what a hard lashing was all about, and continued to talk.
"And, I'll bet that in your life, you never thought that any man would ever whip you before, either. I bet you always thought of yourself as the haughty heiress, but you're just a piece of pussy, is all."
"I hate that word," she said to him then, and he saw the way that she even winded.
"I don't really give a shit if you hate it or love it," he said to her. "I've whipped you, and I'm going to fuck your ass. But first, I'm going to make you beg me for my cock. I want to hear you beg for it."
He started to pull his zipper down, and then, he reached into his pants and pulled his cock out, so that it was inches from her face.
He rubbed the head of his cock against her nose, and he started to laugh.
"Don't you love cocks?" he asked her. "And if you do love cocks, then you certainly have to love this cock. You've probably never seen one the size of this before."
"I hate yours more than I hate all the others," she said, and Jerry slapped her across the face with his huge shaft.
She started to tell him how much more she hated him because of what he was doing with his cock, and that was when he realized something.
It was not only his cock which she hated, but this broad seemed to hate all cocks. He couldn't understand why she was married to that rich lawyer, unless . . .
"How often do you and your women friends get it on?" he asked her, and when he saw the look of shock on her face, he knew that he was on the right track. She seemed to be involved with some women, he was sure.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said to him.
"Of course you do, you lying cunt. You don't like cocks, and you're married to a man. What do you let him do with his cock?"
"He fucks me, and I take it," she said to him. "It never takes him long to come anyway, so I never have to put up with it for too long."
He started to laugh then, and he could imagine the way she would be in bed, with her eyes closed, hoping that her husband would come inside of her cunt fast, so that she would not have to put up with his dick for long.
He thought that she .was a deceiving cunt for doing something like that to her husband, and he started to move his fingers toward her breasts.
She seemed to be confused when he untied the ropes around her nipples.
But Jerry knew just what he was doing. He knew that he would never be able to get to her cunt, unless he had pulled the bow away from between her legs.
It was not until he had done that, and had moved his body so that he was between her legs, too, that she even sensed what would happen.
Jerry took his cock firmly in his hand and started to rub it over her pussy lips. He loved the way she looked when her cunt lips were opening and closing, almost as if they were trying to cling to his shaft.
He liked to think that they were trying to beg him to enter.
She was getting wetter, too, and he moved his fingers to her cunt and started to rub her clit gently, so that it was soon throbbing.
"You like this cock of mine," he said to her. 'You have to like this cock of mine, because your cunt seems to want it."
"No," she said to him. "I don't want your cock. I don't want any cock."
"Your lips say one thing, and your pussy tells me another. Pussy. The word seems to fit you even more, since you hate it so. You are nothing but a pussy, and seeing as how that's the case, I'll fuck that cunt."
He rammed himself into her cunt, and he could feel the way her wet walls were starting to spasm around his shaft. He thrust in deep, and held himself there.
At the same time, he started to massage her asshole with his fingers. He was feeling the way her asshole was loosening up a little bit, so that he could slide his finger into her with much more ease. He loved that.
It let him know that she was really into getting something up her ass, for if she had not been, her hole would have been tighter.
She was moaning, too, louder than he had ever heard anyone moan.
"You love it," he said to her. "Admit to me that you love it."
"No," she said to him. "I want you to come and get out of me, fast."
"You want me to stay inside of you for as long as I possibly can. You want a cock in your cunt at all times, don't you?"
"No," she said to him. "I don't want a cock in my cunt." mi
He pulled himself out of her then, and started to rub it against her asshole. Just as he was entering her ass, he screamed, telling her that if she didn't seem to want a dick in her cunt, then she had to want it in her ass.
He felt the way he had to force himself into her at first, but then, he could feel how easily her asshole was opening up.
He moved his fingers to her tits and started to play with her nipples. They were not only throbbing, but they were wet. In fact, Jerry could feel the way her entire body was wet, and he knew that she was getting turned on because of the way that he was fucking her tight asshole.
And, he kept thinking, even if she didn't want to admit it, she was loving it. There was no way that she could deny it.
"Beg me to come in you, baby," he moaned at her. "Beg me to shoot my load into your asshole, so that you can feel it shooting."
"Come already," she said to him. "Come. I do want to feel that cream filling up my ass. I do want to feel it. Your cock is relaxing my asshole more than ever."
He could feel the way his dick was starting to get tense inside of her body, and he continued to thrust in and out at a nice, steady rate.
When he started to come, there was no way that the bitch could deny the pleasure that she was feeling, because he could hear the way that she was moaning. He started to wiggle her clit around a bit, and then, he felt the way her juices were starting to flow right out of her cunt, all over his fingers.
Jerry stayed on top of her for the longest time, and then, he could see the look of lust in her eyes. He knew that he had made another one of those cunts fall in love with him, and he decided that he would have to end it now, before things got out of hand.
After all, he had enough putting up with Nina, and he didn't want to have to deal with more than one lusting cunt.
"Now whenever you want to remember me, just let your husband fuck, your ass," he said to her. "I'm sure that your husband does want to fuck your ass."
"Yes, he does," she said to him. "He's told me so many times. But I don't want him to fuck my ass. I want you. I want you always."
"No way, cunt," he said to her. "Don't you realize that to me, you're just one worthless piece of shit. You should love a man who loves you, like your husband. I couldn't give a flying fuck about what happens to you."
He pulled his cock out of her asshole, and started to stand up. He could see the way the bound woman was starting to cry then, and he knew that he would have to leave her lying there for a while, so she could get over it.
"Think about what I told you. You'll have time. And when I come back, I want to have a long talk with you about your husband."
He hoped that time would make the cunt realize that it was senseless to fall in love with him, and if that was the case, he knew he had another success.
CHAPTER TEN
Nina was bound again, and when Jerry had a look at her, he was still enamoured with her beauty. However, he didn't really know if he liked the way that she looked.
Her hands were tied up over her head, and she was wearing a ragged garment top.
Just as Jerry walked into Rod's living room, he could see the way his friend was holding the cutting blade of the can opener against the girl's flesh. He watched as Rod started to move the blade, and there was blood.
Nina opened her mouth to scream, and then, Jerry spoke up.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing to her, Rod?" he asked the man.
'Tin teaching this cheating bitch a lesson," Rod said to her. "And when I'm finished, you and I have to have a long talk."
Rod started to run the blade all the way down her back, and Jerry watched with horror as the man was running it over her buttocks. He couldn't believe it, but he had the feeling that Rod was planning to kill her.
"Get him to stop," Nina started to scream. "Get him to. stop."
Jerry ran over and grabbed the can opener from Rod, then threw it on the other side of the room. He stood in his friend's way, and made sure that Rod didn't try to get it.
"Now, what the fuck is the problem?" he asked.
"You are. You trained her to love men, and I've learned that she's been taking on tricks backstage. I still want her to quit her job, but she won't. If she was really my slave, then she would obey me and give up her job."
Jerry had to hide the smile. He Was relieved about one thing.
When he had gotten the call earlier, from
Nina, telling him that Rod seemed to be crazed with anger, and begging him to come over, he was sure that Rod must have learned about the control that he had on the girl.
When he had walked in and had seen the way Rod was cutting at her with the blade, he had been a little bit shocked, too. He had been scared, thinking that Rod would try to get at him, too.
But now, he knew that Rod was jealous of the other men. He was rather surprised that she had not stopped working, but, since he had gotten to know her better, he had learned about what her father used to do to her.
Just for satisfaction, and just to feel that she was loved and wanted, it seemed good for her to be performing, he had thought. If she got off on listening to those men cheering her on, then it was all right.
"Have you been going down on other men?" Jerry asked her, and as he stood in front of her, he could see how much she was scared of him.
"Yes," she said to him. "But that's only because he doesn't let me go down on him as much as I want to. He doesn't let me do it."
"Is that true, Rod?" Jerry said, looking at his friend.
"I like to fuck her cunt and her ass, and that's it. I don't really like it when a girl goes down on me that often."
"Rod, don't you remember the basic rule that I taught you? You have to do some things to bring the girls pleasure. You can't expect a girl to be your slave unless you can show her the pleasures that you, as the master, can bring to her. Look at the mess you've made of her now, too."
He could see the sorry look on Rod's face, and he was happy about that.
Then, he pulled the man to one side, and whispered into his ear.
"I think that you must let her go down on you, and you know what else I'm thinkin? I'm thinking about those days in college. You never did let me get your girl. I trained her, and now that she's your wife, I'd like to fuck her."
Jerry had to smile when he saw Rod's face light up, for he knew that the man had no idea how many times he had fucked his wife.
"All right," Rod said to him. "You can fuck her and she can suck me off, and that should keep us all happy."
Rod walked over to where she was, and he untied her hands.
Then, he started to pull his cock out of his pants, and as he did, Nina could see the way that it was getting stiffer.
She started to get down on her knees, but Jerry walked right up behind her and began to rub his cock against her buttocks.
"Don't bend down, bitch, or else I won't be able to fuck this cunt of yours. Your husband decided that he would let me fuck your cunt."
Nina just bent over then, and Jerry started to pull his cock out of his pants. He moved it to her pussy, and began to rub it there.
As she backed up against him, she was moving her mouth down lower on Rod's dick, so that Jerry watched it disappear into his friend's mouth.
He saw the way Rod was looking at him, and he knew that Rod must have been thinking that he, Jerry, should be grateful. In some ways, Jerry wanted to laugh, for he knew that Rod was the one who should be grateful.
After all, he knew that all he had to do was say the word, and Nina would be his.
