Roni twisted and turned on the narrow straw mattress, then tried to pull her bound hands free from the leather straps that kept them secured. She thought that she was going to break free that time, but suddenly, heard a cracking sound and felt a stinging.
Abby, the woman who owned the farm where Roni was being held prisoner, had just lashed a whip out at the young girl.
She moved right over to her and tied the leather wrist strap again, tighter.
Then she slid her hand down over Roni's naked body, feeling her large breasts and her thick black pubic patch. When she moved her fingers to Roni's cunt, she could feel how dry it was and as she started to stroke the girl, Roni was getting wetter and trying to squirm away at the same time.
"It's no use, rich bitch," the dominant female said. "There's no way that you can escape from here. You're not going to leave this farm until you're a perfect sex slave for me. Until you learn to eat and love my cunt."
And then Abby pulled her skirt up, exposing her naked wet pussy. Roni tried to scream as the woman began to move it closer and closer to her face ...
CHAPTER ONE
"Now boys, stop it," Roni said, as she and her two male friends were swimming in the pool, located right in the back of the secluded mansion her uncle owned.
Her uncle was her guardian and as much as she loved him, she still didn't trust him that much. As for his young, wanton wife, Roni not only couldn't trust her, but also happened to dislike the woman a lot.
The two of them had gone away for the day, or so they said. And since there were only a few servants on duty and they never bothered her about anything, she had decided to ask Bob and Bill over for a swim, after school.
The boys had been more than willing to come, especially Bob.
As Roni was doing a back float, she felt someone swimming right between her legs and when he raised his head, Bob's mouth was inches away from her crotch, which was covered by the skimpy bottom of her bikini.
"Come on, Bobby," the rich girl said to him. "I said, stop it."
"Aw, Veronica," he said and she knew he was getting real angry. Whenever he started to call her by her full name, she knew he was mad.
"No, Bobby, not here," she said to him. "I can't do it here."
"Where then?" he asked her and she rolled over in the water and swam underneath it to the other side of the pool. That, she thought, was one way of avoiding his question.
When she surfaced, in the deep end of the pool, she looked at him and could see that he was frustrated, but she didn't let it get to her. She knew that he'd get what he wanted, a little bit later. Only she hoped she'd like it as much.
For she had only known Bobby for about six months now, having just met him after the long court battles to decide who would be her guardian. She was glad that she'd ended up living with her Uncle Fred, even though she didn't really love his wife, Betty.
For Uncle Fred was the most liberal of all her uncles. She had begged him to let her go to a regular private school, as opposed to a girl's boarding school, which his wife had been considering and there, she'd met the love of her life.
She hadn't been real easy with him, but she hadn't played hard to get, either.
She had told him that if she really got to like him enough and sensed that he should be the one, she'd let him take her virginity.
Her brown-haired boyfriend had rushed things a little bit, by taking her out often. Then one night, he'd gotten her real high. They had gone to see a movie, but while they were sitting in the theater, he'd lit a joint.
Then his hand had started to rub up and down her thigh and she was glad she had been wearing pants. She knew his hand would have slid right up a skirt and into her panties. The movie was a real bore and when he pushed her long black hair away from her ear, leaned over and whispered, while licking her ear, she was turned on more.
"Hey, this movie sucks and I have a friend with a place a few blocks from here. He's not home and I have the keys to his apartment."
And since she was sixteen and soon to be seventeen, she thought it was time for her to go all the way with a boy. So she had left the movie with Bobby, telling him the whole time that she still had to be home by midnight and even had to find someone who had seen the film, so they could tell her what it was about.
After all, Aunt Betty was sometimes like a prosecuting attorney in the mornings, asking her every detail about what she'd done the night before.
Bobby surprised her when he told her he had already seen the flick and he told her the end as they were entering his friend's place.
As soon as they were inside, he lit another joint, then opened a bottle of wine which was in the refrigerator. She suspected that Bobby had planned this whole thing, including the wine which he probably put there earlier that evening, but she did not press the point. After all, she wanted it to happen as much as he did.
Once they were both pleasantly buzzed, her brown-haired handsome boyfriend leaned over and kissed her on the lips, with more passion than he'd ever shown before. His tongue seemed to move deep into her mouth, almost into her throat and she thought that it felt so good when she sucked on it.
She also loved the way that it tasted in her mouth.
His hand had started to slide up and down the front of her blouse and she hardly even realized that he was skillfully opening her buttons to expose more and more of her breast flesh and her bra. Soon the blouse flaps had been peeled open and Bobby slid his lips from her mouth, down to her neck.
"Oh, Bobby, that feels incredible," she had moaned, because it really did. Her skin had never tingled so much before in her entire life.
His hand had cupped her tit flesh, in the bra and suddenly, as his mouth slid down, her bra cup was pulled beneath her tit, her somewhat large rounded tit popped right out and his lips were around her nipple.
Her nipples was dark and she felt the way it stiffened and began to throb right under the touch of his tongue. She felt his tongue flicking it back and forth as his mouth sucked on it so fucking hard and then his lips began to grind around it a little bit.
That felt incredible. In fact, the pleasures from having her nipple worked over seemed to shoot right through her body, all the way down to her pussy. She felt the way her cunt began to spasm, the juices seeping from her cunt walls, right to the lips, so her panties were getting stained in the front.
Bobby slid off the couch as he kept on nibbling her nipple and he slid onto his knees right between her legs. He spread them wider and as she pulled her other bra cup down to free her second tit, she thrust her ass up off the couch, thrusting her heated crotch right up against his chest.
He had opened his shirt and she'd gotten a look at his hairy chest. Then she had slid her fingers to his nipples, while he moved his mouth to her second tit.
While he was biting, licking and sucking on her nipple, she was pinching his and she could feel the way they were not only stiff, but throbbing. It amazed her when she felt him responding, as she'd always thought men did not have responsive nipples.
Her tits felt so good as he licked them, that she hardly even noticed the way he unsnapped her jeans and pulled the zipper down.
It was not until he had slid both hands underneath her body, then cupped her buttocks as he slid her pants down, that she realized they were already open. There were a few seconds of panic, as she came to the realization that once her cunt was exposed for him, there would be no stopping him.
After all, that would really be the sign of a cockteaser.
He pulled back a little bit, so he could pull her pants and panties all the way off and when he looked at her cunt, he let out a low soothing moan.
"Oh, baby, you are so beautiful," he said, as he brushed his hand through her thick black pubic patch. "And you're already wet and turned on."
After saying that, she saw him move his tongue right to her cunt lips and she watched him running it up and down. His tongue was long, pointed and red in color and she discovered that it felt as fantastic as it looked.
Her cunt lips seemed to spread wide apart for his tongue, allowing it quick entry and he found her clit within seconds.
Roni had been masturbating for the last few years, ever since an urge had suddenly come upon her one day when she was in bed. She'd just started to scratch what first felt like an itch and soon she was masturbating herself into a frenzy.
So she knew how good she could feel. And she was surprised when Bobby's tongue made her feel at least ten times as good as her own fingers could make her feel. He slid his tongue in and under her small stiff clit, then pulled it out of her and sucked on it, holding it between his lips like he'd done to her nipple.
And she did love it. She started to thrust herself up and down against his tongue and she could feel the way he worked it faster, flicking and wiggling it.
She was so turned on as her orgasm began to rise, that she didn't even think about him for a while. But as she peaked and came down (but still stayed higher than she would normally be), she decided to play with him more.
He hadn't bothered to open his own pants and as he stayed on his knees between her legs, she managed to slide a hand around to the front of his pants.
She felt her way around for his cock bulge and was impressed and scared at his size, at the same time. For the bulge she could feel in his jeans let her know that this boy was hung. Of course, she'd never seen another stiff dick before (or felt one) so she had nothing to compare it to. But she did think of her cunt slit.
She thought about the way it was only so wide and how his cock felt thicker than she was wide and how it might hurt. Almost as if he could read her mind and wanted to reassure her, he pulled his mouth back.
"Don't freak out, baby. By the time I get your cunt worked up and you've fallen in love with my prick, you're going to want it."
Actually, she did not believe that was possible, but that's how it turned out to be. For he opened his pants for her and then moved his mouth back to her cunt before she could get a good look at his bared prick.
But she did move her hand down to it and it was sticking straight out. She was able to wrap her fingers around it and massage it firmly and she was feeling the heat that emanated from his huge piece of cock flesh.
When he made her come a second time, he stood up on his knees, and began to rub the head of his prick against her cunt lips.
She finally did get to see his proud eight inches and his heavy hanging balls in their hairy ball sack. As he rubbed the head of his cock against her cunt lips and the heat surged from his prick shaft into her cunt, she reached for his balls.
They felt so fucking good in her hand, giving off even more heat than his shaft did and she moaned softly as she felt the heat rushing through her palm.
When he started to move his prick into her, she stopped him. She was still scared and told him she wanted to get to know it better.
So he stood up and stripped himself naked, then, as she kept sitting on the plush sofa, he climbed up on it and moved his cock to her lips. At first, she turned her head away in disgust and that seemed to turn him off a little bit, to the point where his prick lost some blood and drooped.
"I can't take that in my mouth," she had said to him. "That would be disgusting. You can't expect me to take that in my mouth."
"I sure can," he said. "Give it a try. Look, I licked you and I loved it. You'll take some time getting used to the taste of it, but try it."
She had looked at the fat cock head, inches from her tongue and then she had decided to give it a try, flicking her tongue right out against the slit. There were a few come drops at the slit and she loved the way they tasted, right away.
Her tongue just licked them away, quite skillfully and then she opened her mouth wider and began to slide her lips down his cock shaft. She heard him moan and then felt his hand near the back of her head.
He was trying to push himself deeper into her mouth, further than she really wanted to take him. But he told her to inhale, to breathe in deeply and when she did, she felt him move and felt his prick head entering her open throat.
When his heated balls pressed against her chin, she loved it. She thought that it felt so fucking good and his pubic hairs were pressing against her nose and he started to smell nice and musky and that scent was rushing through her head and then from her head through her body, turning her on, making her cunt spasm more.
So after a few cock thrusts, she wanted to slide her lips all the way down, because only then was she able to press her nose into his pubic patch.
And that smell was sensational and after a while, she was able to feel a kind of velvety texture on her lips. His cock had had it when she first started to suck it and it seemed to be left on her lips and she thought it was great.
She pulled her mouth back for a few seconds and smiled.
"I want to suck out a load," she had said to him. "I want to taste your come in my mouth. I want to swallow a load from your cock."
"All right. But I'm still going to fuck you tonight, baby."
"If you can," she said, thinking about what she knew about cocks.
She knew that after an orgasm, a man lost his blood, meaning that he usually ended up limp. She knew that a man needed to have an erection in order to be able to get his prick into a girl (and especially a virgin girl, which she was) and that if a man didn't have one, chances were good he couldn't fuck a woman.
She knew, too, that she had to be home at midnight and was sure that after his orgasm, time would be up and he'd have to take her home.
So she started to suck him real hard, sliding her lips up and down his shaft faster and faster, sucking, opening and closing her lips around his shaft, flicking against the underside of the shaft with her tongue.
And he leaned down and fingered her pussy a little bit, sliding them in as deep as he could, working over her clit, keeping it stiff and very turned on.
Roni had started to come real hard when she felt his cock throb in her mouth and he moaned for her to keep on moving her lips. She did and a few seconds later, she was able to feel his come shooting into her mouth.
She moaned real loud as the cream shot onto her tongue and she could taste it and she let it slide down her throat, even though she did like the taste. She knew there would be more of it and she kept right on sucking.
When she felt the way his cock had stopped shooting off, she was a little bit disappointed. She had never realized that there wasn't all that much come during a man's orgasm.
Or maybe it was just that she had been expecting a hell of a lot more come, a flood of come or something, enough to really make her choke and spit some out. But she had swallowed every last drop and there didn't seem to be any sign of his losing it.
So he pulled his hard-on out of her mouth and then he started to get down on the carpet. He pulled her off the couch, onto the floor and positioned her so that she was lying on her back, right in front of him.
He spread her legs real wide, then slid his cock toward her cunt lips.
"You used to have a horse when you were little, isn't that right?" he asked her.
"Yes, but what does that have to do with anything now?"
"I think if you rode a lot, you won't have a hymen and that's going to make it much easier for me to get my dick into your cunt."
And it did turn out to be an easy entry. He had rubbed his prick head up and down between her cunt lips. Then he had even pressed his fat shaft between her lips, forcing her lips to spread for him a little bit.
He hadn't, tried to enter her then. Instead, he'd been content to have the underside of his prick rubbing up and down between her cunt lips, making contact with her clit and some of her come coated cunt walls.
He kept thrusting his shaft back and forth, so it was wiggling her clit and also sending rushing waves of heat through her body.
Then she started to moan for him to slip it into her. She started to moan for him to get it as deep inside of her as he could, so that her entire cunt could feel the heat that only part of her pussy felt at the moment.
"I told you that I'd have you begging me," he told her, as he laughed.
And he pulled himself back a little bit, then aimed his cock right down at her cunt lips. He started to press the head into her and he eased himself into her so slowly that she didn't feel any pain at all.
There were a few mild spasms, when she thought that it was going to hurt, because of the way she was being spread as he entered her and when she gasped, he just stopped sliding it into her and held back for a while. Then he slid in deeper.
When she felt his crotch pressed all the way down against her, she was surprised that he was already in as deep as he could be. She felt his balls pressing right up against her ass cheeks and she loved the way it felt.
He pressed his hairy chest down against her tits and when he moved, she could feel those hairs rubbing all over her body.
Roni had started sliding her hands up and down his flesh, noticing the way he let out such loud moans when her fingers rubbed over his buttocks. She realized that his ass cheeks were super-sensitive and she loved the way his body tensed up as she rubbed those cheeks of his. And when he kissed her, it was heaven.
He pressed his lips down against her mouth and he rammed his tongue between her lips and she sucked on it like crazy.
She had felt heat before, from his kisses, but the heat was ten times as intense when he kissed her and fucked her at the same time.
Halfway through the fuck, his cock began to throb and he managed to slow down and keep himself from coming for the longest time. In fact, she was amazed at how much he throbbed and how long he kept on throbbing without coming.
After all, having sucked him, she knew that the tense throbbing preceded orgasm.
Later he would tell her that it was just his incredible amount of willpower.
And when he started to come inside of her cunt, much later, it felt so good. She couldn't believe the heat that surged through her body then. It was much more intense than any other heat she had felt from him thus far.
He thrust all the way into her so that his come was shooting into her as deep as it possibly could and he held himself there, the fat base of his prick throbbing against her clit, making her body surge over and over.
When she came out of her orgasm and felt his cock going limp inside of her, she managed to squeeze her cunt muscles around him.
Then, when he rolled off her, she was aware of all the sweat. The sweat had built up on both of their bodies and because of the way their bodies had been rubbing together, both of them were soaking wet when it was over.
He suggested taking a shower and she thought it was a good idea.
That was when she told him something about her aunt.
"I'm glad I'm taking a shower, because Aunt Betty would smell it on me."
"She has that good a nose, huh?" Bobby asked, as he soaped up his dick.
"Well, she and my uncle sure seem to enjoy sex a lot. I can hear them often, so she does know what the smell of sex is like. And I don't want her to smell it on me."
"She's only your aunt. She can't really do anything to you."
"She's my guardian's wife and I don't believe that she can do anything, except tell my uncle. Or attack me, because she gets turned on."
"What are you talking about?" Bobby had asked her then, as she started to soap up his back and his ass cheeks, which, she noticed were not as sensitive when he was not turned on. She could touch them without him tensing up.
And though she felt a little strange talking about it, she decided that she would tell Bobby about the feelings she got from her aunt.
"I used to see her staring at me all the time. Usually not at my face, but at my tits and sometimes, when I'd wear a bathing suit, right between my legs. I didn't think too much of it the first few times."
"But then one day, she was staring at my tits, while I was wearing my bikini top and she looked up at my face. She realized that I was looking right at her as she looked at me and she freaked out a little bit. But then, she licked her lips, like this."
And Roni ran her tongue over her lips, going the full circle, doing it more than once, to let Bobby know how her aunt had come on to her.
"It sure seems like a cruise to me," Bobby told her.
"I know. Me, too. And that was why I watched them one day. Actually, I spied on them, for only a few seconds. Know what he does to her?"
"What?" Bobby asked and then he laughed. "You have to understand that if you're going to tell me what they do, I might get turned on again."
"And you have to understand that there's no time. I have to be home."
So she didn't even tell him that night. Instead, she decided to leave him in suspense for a while. They continued to make it almost every time that they got together and one day, she told him what they did.
It seemed that her aunt and uncle were into play slave games. He would get all dressed in leather and then he would tie her up and make her submit to him, in any way that he wanted. The time when she spied on them, she saw her Uncle Fred fuck her Aunt Betty's asshole, even though Aunt Betty seemed to be in pain.
"So I've always suspected that she wants to seduce me and then have me be the slave to my uncle, so she doesn't have to be."
Bobby had thought it was ridiculous. He told Roni that maybe, deep down, it was wishful thinking on her part. After all, she did like her uncle and she did find him to be real hot. And when she had spied on them, she had noticed that he had himself on big dick-bigger looking than Bobby's.
Which had led to the day's present events-having Bill come over, too.
Roni and Bobby had been getting it on now for a few months and she was not at all bored with him. She was enjoying the sex she had with him and was getting off on doing it and then talking about it afterwards, so they could talk about what they liked and didn't like about a session they'd just finish.
"I'd like to learn about more cocks," she said to him, about three days ago.
"More cocks? What do you mean by that?" Bobby had asked her.
"Well, I know your cock real well and I've seen Uncle Fred's cock once, when it was hard. You know, that time I told you about."
"So? What about it?" Bobby asked her.
"I want to see another cock, another one that I can play with. Because Uncle Fred's is different looking. Different than yours. And other boys probably look different."
"What about a threesome?" he had asked her and she had smiled slyly.
She had been thinking about it, but did not have the nerve to come out and say so. So when he suggested it, it was almost as if he had been reading her mind. She nodded her head and licked her lips, then they had to decide.
They wanted it to be with another boy who went to their school.
And since he and Bill were such good friends and she thought that Bill was an attractive brown-haired boy, she agreed. Bobby even assured her of one thing.
"Bill and I do have different looking dicks. So you'll be able to compare."
"Oh?" she had asked, teasingly. "And how do you know you have different dicks?"
"Because we see each other when we have to change for gym," he said.
So they were all at her uncle's house, in the pool and she was now in the deep end while Bobby and Bill were whispering something in the shallow end. She started to swim close and as she kept afloat, she yelled out.
"What are you two whispering about, boys? I want to know."
"We're talking about what a fucking cockteaser you're being," Bobby said to her.
"How dare you talk to me like that, Robert," was her reply, with mock anger.
"Well, you and I told Bill what we want to do and he's had a hard-on ever since you came out in your bikini. Now are we going to do this, or what?"
She swam toward the ladder in the deep end of the pool and started to climb out. She could see both heads following her, watching what she was doing and she figured that her actions would speak much, much louder than her words.
She started to walk toward the cabana, then opened the door leading to the sauna. As she stood there with the door open, the slid her hand to the knotted bikini top strap, and opened it. She stepped behind the door and held her arm out, dangling the bikini top so both boys would know she was topless.
Then she stepped into the sauna and waited. While she stood there, she pulled her bikini panties off, too and even moved to one of the wooden benches. She sat down and just as she was moving her fingers to her cunt, the door opened.
Both boys walked in, Bill in front of Bobby and she could see that Bobby had not been lying to her. Bill sure as hell had a hard-on in his bathing suit and it would have been impossible for him to hide it.
After all, the bathing suit was tight to begin with.
He climbed right up on the bench where she sat, pulled his bathing suit string open, then pulled his suit all the way down.
His cock was about an inch shorter than Bobby's and she could see the way it was curved a little different. She liked his balls, which were also smaller and much tighter in their sack. She looked right at his dick for less than a few seconds, then opened her mouth and sucked it right between her lips.
As she slid her lips all the way down, she realized that it was easier to take Bill's cock deep in her throat than it was taking Bobby's. Of course, she knew, that was because Bobby was longer than Bill was.
And speaking of Bobby, she felt him starting to move. Within seconds, his mouth was down on her pussy and he was licking at her and sucking at her like crazy. She felt the way her cunt spasmed over and over again.
When she closed her eyes, she thought about something for a few seconds.
In some ways, she was like a slave to these two men, letting Bill fuck her face and letting Bobby lap her cunt. She felt like she could lie back and let them work her over. But she flashed on her Aunt Betty and the real serious slave games she had seen.
Like Betty's arms being bound behind her back and Uncle Fred lashing her hard with the leather whip, hard enough so that it seemed to really hurt when it made lashing contact against the woman's flesh. That was taking a slave game too far, Roni thought.
When she felt four hands rubbing over her flesh, she loved it. For Bobby began to stroke her thighs as he ate her cunt, sliding his hands up and down her tingling flesh, almost all the way to her cunt so his fingers could spread her.
Then Bill slid one hand to her tit and began to pinch her nipple, while his other hand massaged her long black hair and the back of her neck.
Bobby's mouth had made her come ever since the two of them had started to get it on and she could feel the way he was doing that same work again.
Her cunt spasmed over and over again and she closed her eyes and thought about her aunt and uncle again. She knew that they both thought she was a virgin. She had heard them talking and heard them saying as much.
If they could only see me now, she thought. Some virgin. With two fucking hot men working me over, two stiff pricks and my eager mouth and pussy ready to satisfy both of them. Some fucking virgin I am, all right!
As she smiled around Bill's dick, she heard him moaning, so she opened her eyes and looked right up at him. He was smiling down at her and suddenly she felt the way his cock began to throb real hard in her mouth.
She saw his smooth hairless chest and then looked at his thick brown pubic patch, then sucked real hard as she felt his come spilling out onto her tongue. She could hear the way he moaned even louder as he came.
Because she was so turned on by the taste of his cream and because Bobby was still licking her cunt so eagerly, she felt herself on the verge of another orgasm and within seconds, she had reached her peak. And it was one of the most powerful orgasms she had felt thus far in her life-brought on by a combination of a skilled mouth eating her and the simple turn-on of sucking come from a man's prick at the same time.
Not to mention the four hands which still slid all over her flesh - four individual hands to slide over her already sensitive skin, whose nerve endings seemed to be even more receptive in her orgasmically high state.
Bobby kept right on sucking her cunt and so she kept right on sucking Bill's prick.
When he pulled out of her mouth, he was still semi-hard. Bobby pulled his mouth away from her cunt and then he helped pull her legs up on the wooden bench.
"Go on and fuck her, Bill," he said. "Slide your prick into her hot hole and fuck her juicy little pussy. I'm gonna fuck her face."
Once again, she thought of being a slave for a few seconds. It turned her on to hear Bobby talking about her like that-as a pussy and a mouth for their dicks. And when she closed her eyes, she really got into a somewhat helpless feeling.
She felt the two of them moving around, so that Bill could position himself between her legs. She felt the heat of Bobby's crotch moving closer to her face, as he just stood on the ground with his cock at a perfect level for her face.
She even let Bobby turn her head and aim his cock at her mouth. After he did, he thrust himself right between her lips and she sucked on him eagerly, preparing to open her mouth even wider than she had for Bill's dick, preparing her throat by inhaling harder for the cock head to enter her.
Bill slid his cock into her wet pussy so easily and he started to fuck her with powerful thrusts, each one filled with a great deal of lust. She felt her whole body surging and her nerve endings were tingling again.
When the four hands began to massage her again, Bill running his two hands up and down the sides of her body and her tits, Bobby keeping one hand on a tit and the other hand behind her head so he could hold her head and even massage her hair, her body went wild with pleasure.
She began to buck herself up and down against Bill's fucking cock, fucking her hot cunt against it. She could feel the way her I body seemed to be at a constant high, as if she was lost in one super-long orgasm.
She slid her lips up and down Bobby's prick eagerly, all on her own. His head-holding hand only held her for support at that moment. He didn't have to force her to move her head at all. She was doing all the movement by herself.
When Bobby began to throb in her mouth, she knew that he was going to come and she was so turned on, that her cunt spasmed so hard around Bill's cock. She felt him slowing up a little bit, for he obviously did not want to come right away.
His cock throbbed in her pussy for a while, as he held himself deep inside of her.
Bobby exploded in her mouth and she sucked all the cream out of him. She was really getting into the taste of come in her mouth and felt like she could suck them both off a few more times and still want more come.
Bobby held himself in her mouth for a long time after she had sucked his come out and when he started to pull back, he smiled.
"Let us both in your cunt, baby," he said to her.
"What? Both of you? I don't know if I could do something like that."
"But you sure would like to try, wouldn't you?" he asked her and he had this sly look on his face, which made her think, yes, I do want to try.
Bobby thought of what position would be best and he started to smile.
He told Bill to pull out of her, then told Bill to sit up. As Bill did, sitting on the wooden sauna bench, his prick stuck straight up in the air. Then he told her to sit right down on it, with her back to Bill. Bill held his cock at the base and guided the head toward her hot cunt lips.
As she sat all the way down on him, Bobby could see her cunt lips being spread from the front and he thought that it looked real hot.
And she knew what he was going to do then. She saw the way he bent himself at the knees a little bit, to get himself at a height where his prick would make perfect contact with her cunt lips. As he rubbed himself there, she loved it.
"Now you two boys go easy with me," she said. "After all, you might just end up ripping my cunt apart, you know."
"What you know," Bobby said, "is that you're going to love it."
And she knew he was right. She was already loving the feeling of having one cock inside of her and was anticipating how great it would feel when Bobby's cock slid into her from the front. He rubbed his cock head against her clit for a little while and then he eased himself into her.
The heat from two shafts inside of her pussy was at least twice as good as the heat from one. Now there was a prick making excellent contact with her clit. Bobby began to slide his cock in and out of her at a nice, steady rate.
And she started to move a little bit, because she knew that Bill couldn't thrust too well from the position that she was in. Even without having a second cock in her cunt, she knew that when you sat on a dick, you had to move up and down on it because the dick you sat on couldn't move very well.
She had taken Bobby's dick for a couple of rides since she'd known him, where he would lie on his back and she would move.
As she did slide up and down, she could hear Bill moaning and she could hear the way that Bobby was moaning, too. Then she got into the feel of being the meat in this particular fuck sandwich.
Because both of their bodies gave off an amazing amount of heat. She could feel Bill's hairless chest rubbing against her back and she could feel Bobby's hairy chest rubbing against her tits. Then there were those hands again.
They were rubbing their hands all over her body - four hands, all concentrating on massaging her flesh and turning her on.
Bobby started to thrust in and out of her harder and harder and she knew that he was going to come inside of her long before Bill did. He was, after all, in a better position for movement. He could fuck himself to an orgasm faster than she could ride Bill's cock and she was not at all surprised when Bobby's dick did start to throb really hard inside of her cunt.
She could hear both of them moaning, for Bill obviously felt the throbbing, too, with his prick rubbing right against Bobby's.
Bobby started to fill her pussy with his hot cream and she could feel the way her head started to spin over and over again.
She wrapped her arms around his back and squeezed him hard, so he thrust all the way into her and held himself there, until his throbbing prick stopped throbbing and had also shot off all the come that he had to give.
He slowly pulled himself back and she felt the way Bill started to stand up. She moved with him and even turned around with him so she could lean forward and press her palms against the wooden bench they'd been sitting on.
He held onto her hips and started to slide his cock in and out of her pussy from behind. Then he moved one hand to her cunt, so he could finger her clit as he was fucking her cunt and she felt her head spinning.
Bobby stood up on the bench and moved his spent dick to her mouth. It was still covered with her cream and some of his cream and there were even a few drops of his come leaking from the slit. So of course she opened her mouth willingly.
She sucked his cock right into her mouth and when she tasted that wonderful flavor of cock and cunt combined (and she had tasted it a few times, when sucking on his cock right after he'd fuck her), she felt her cunt spasm.
She was so turned on that her cunt spasmed real hard and she felt the way his cock began to throb inside of her cunt.
"Yeah, fuck her, Bill," Bobby moaned and she loved hearing him talk like that.
She also loved the feeling. Bill started to ram his prick in and out of her faster and harder and she could feel the way his groin was slapping against her buttocks. Then she felt his cock starting to throb in her.
And he shot his load right into her cunt. Unlike Bobby, who usually thrust in all the way and held himself in deep as he was coming, Bill kept right on thrusting as he was filling her pussy with his hot cream.
She felt her head spinning more and sucked harder on Bobby's cock.
When Bill's cock started to lose its blood, after shooting out a real thick load of come, he thrust himself deep inside of her and held himself there. She felt him throb a few more times and she did love it.
Eventually, his cock went limp and he slid out of her. And Bobby slowly pulled his prick out of her mouth, as she licked her lips.
"So, Bill, what did I tell you?" Bobby asked his friend. "Isn't she the hottest thing you've ever played with? Isn't she wild?"
"Yeah, she sure is," Bill said. "That was one real hot fuck. I'm so fucking hot, in fact, that I need to take a shower."
"Let's just jump in the pool," she said and she started to reach for her bathing suit. They were all getting ready to leave the sauna together, when she stopped them. "Hold it. Let's go out one at a time. I don't want anyone to see us all coming out together. They might think something happened."
Bobby though it was ridiculous. He was real hot and wanted out, so he left first and jumped right into the pool. She waited a few seconds, then let Bill out.
She waited again and then she left the sauna herself. As she looked around the pool area, she was feeling real good. Then she dove into the water and felt even better, because the water was quite refreshing, just what she needed.
As she surfaced, she started to float on her back. She looked at the sliding glass doors leading into the living room of the mansion and then she looked up at the second floor where her aunt's bedroom was.
When she did look there, she let out a gasp and felt a rush of water surging right into her mouth. Bobby looked over at her, then looked up where she was looking.
There was her Aunt Betty, a fiery blonde, standing near the window. She was looking out at the three of them, with a bit of envy in her eyes. At least that was what Bobby saw. Roni read that look in a whole different way.
As she looked at her aunt, she could feel such hate coming from the woman.
It was almost as if her Aunt Betty knew what had been going on in that sauna. And when Roni started to think like that, she realized that if her aunt had been thinking she was virginal before this afternoon, the woman surely knew better now.
She continued to glare down at Roni, as if she was thinking something evil.
CHAPTER TWO
Betty smiled with glee as she looked down on her 'niece' and her friends, because there was no doubt in her mind, any longer, that Roni was a virgin. She had seen the three of them sneaking into the sauna. She had seen Roni taking off her bikini top before stepping in and even holding her arm out so the boys could see.
Those satisfied looks on all three faces as they came out of the sauna, one at a time, let the woman know for sure.
Roni had been inside having a threesome with the two boys.
She couldn't wait to tell Fred all about Roni and what she'd seen. She sure hoped that Fred would believe her and then agree to finally work Roni over.
She hated the girl and felt as if Roni was an intruder in their house. She didn't even like to think of the girl as her niece - instead, she liked to think of the girl as being Fred's niece and she herself was Fred's wife.
As she stood at the window of this most incredible mansion, she started to think back on her life and basically, how miserable she had been.
She felt a chill rushing through her body when she thought about how she had been raped by her father at such an early age. It had happened one night when her mother went to a P.T.A. meeting. He was supposed to go, but changed his mind at the last minute. The moment he entered her room that night, she knew why he'd stayed home.
As he had forced her to slide her hand up and down his cock shaft, he'd threatened to kill her if she ever told her mother what happened. He said that he would deny it also and then her mother would no longer love her.
She had been terrified. She had felt a kind of power in his cock which scared her so much that she wanted to pull her hand away. But he told her not to let go of him or she would be in trouble. She jerked him until he throbbed.
Then he greased up her cunt, forcing his fingers into her and rammed his cock into her when he had gotten her wet enough.
She'd felt the ripping pain and thought she was going to die.
Of course she had survived and he had taken her a few more times during the next few years. So blonde-haired Betty ran away from home when she was sixteen, leaving a note for her mother so the woman would know why.
She had not seen or heard from either parent since she ran away, over twenty years ago. And her life, for so many years, had been hell.
After all, she was a straggly looking sixteen-year-old with no skills at all and no money. She could not afford nice clothes, which she'd need in order to go out and look for a job. She ended up running across a pimp, who took advantage of her, but at least got her working and gave her money.
She was glad that he also supplied her with these little pills, which made her feel nice and relaxed, so she could get into anything.
It was much easier to take one of those pills before having to get it on with a man, because whenever she'd feel a cock in her cunt or in her mouth, she would have those horrible thoughts about her father.
But during her few years as a hooker, she learned to block those thoughts from her mind and if she wasn't turned on during her sessions, well, at least she wasn't turned off either, like she had been at the beginning.
Then one night, a somewhat wealthy man wanted two women in his room. So she and a redheaded friend of hers, Abby, went to the man's room. He was an attractive man, with a hairy chest and a real large prick.
Betty was scared of his cock at first, but she soon realized that there were two of them, so they could take turns playing with his prick.
They both started out fully dressed, on their knees in front of him, both paying lavish attention to his stiff pecker, sliding their lips up and down along the sides of the cock shaft, flicking tongues too.
Then Betty sucked on his balls while Abby started to suck on his cock. She slid her lips up and down his shaft at a nice steady rate and Betty could hear the way the man was moaning and feel the way his cock throbbed at times.
She smelled the strong musky scent near his crotch getting stronger by the second and then she knew that he was coming.
Abby sucked all the cream out of his cock shaft and seemed to love it.
Then, the rich man told them what he wanted them to do. He wanted the two of them to make it with each other, while he sat and watched for a while. During the time that he'd watch, he'd jerk on his dick to get himself hard.
Betty had been a little bit scared about making it with a woman, as she had never licked another woman before and had never really thought about it either. Abby started to kiss her and massage her .real gently and she whispered in Betty's ear, telling her that even if she didn't get into it, she should just fake it, the same way she would fake pleasure with a male John when she was working over the John himself.
"After all, we are doing this to turn him on," Abby reminded her.
And when the two of them got into an intense kiss and their hands started to peel clothing off each other's body, she felt more pleasure surge through her than she had ever felt before. Betty thought that Abby's fingers knew how to make her flesh tingle more than any man's fingers had ever done.
When Abby started to wiggle her clit back and forth, Betty felt her cunt explode and then Abby slid her lips down and started to eat her.
When she did that, the John told Betty to start eating Abby. She didn't have the desire right away, but after a while, she did move her mouth down, pulling Abby's panties off so the woman was finally stripped naked.
Betty had gasped when she'd seen Abby's naked cunt. Her co-worker shaved all of her pubic hairs off, so that there was a clean-shaven cunt mound. Betty could see the red cunt lips and the wetness that had seeped out onto them and she thought that it looked real hot. She moved her mouth down and started to lick her.
The second that she licked Abby's cunt, she freaked out a little bit. Her whole body started to get so tense and that was only because of a realization she was going through at the time - something she could not really face.
She was in love with the taste of a cunt. In fact, she loved the taste of a woman more than she loved the taste of a man. The second her tongue moved against those cunt lips and licked away the wetness, she knew it for sure, because she started to come real hard within a matter of seconds.
Her cunt cream was sucked right out by Abby, who was moaning real loud as she sucked, and Betty thought that Abby even knew what was going on.
She started to eat her friend's pussy, without thinking twice.
She kept Abby's cunt lips spread wide apart with her fingers and worked her clit and her cunt walls over with her tongue, flicking her tongue like crazy, all around the clit and the cunt walls, sucking when the walls spasmed.
She was so involved in what she was doing, that she didn't even care when the John slid his cock into her cunt from behind, while Abby still ate her. In fact, eating Abby as she was getting fucked made her get into the fuck even more.
Then the man started to slap her ass a little bit and she realized that the hard ass smacks were turning her on a hell of a lot, too. Each time his hand smashed down on her ass flesh, her buttocks tingled and her cunt spasmed hard.
When she started to realize that, she was a little bit scared.
Still, she and Abby got through the scene all right. The man came in her cunt while Abby kept eating her and she kept eating Abby and then he said they could go. He not only paid them what they'd agreed upon, but also gave them a huge bonus.
That night, she and Abby went out and had a few drinks and they talked about the session they had just been involved in. Betty voiced her fears a little bit. She told her friend that she had really been turned on eating her.
And Abby said that she had sensed it, all along. Then Betty told her she was scared that she might be a lesbian or something.
"I think most hookers are lesbians," Abby said. "I mean, right now in my life, I happen to like eating another woman more than fucking with a man. Maybe it's because fucking with a man is more or less business. I guess if I really got turned on by a man, I couldn't be a whore. I'd get too turned on with them."
Then they talked about their pasts and Abby had also been raped and abused at a real young age.
The two of them became real close friends and when a man wanted to have two women at once, they always managed to get sent together. Of course, they still had to go out on their own, when a man only wanted a single woman.
Then one day, Betty was with a man who was being rather hard on her. He had eaten her a little bit and then he had entered her, long before she really felt like she was ready to have a cock fucking her.
Of course, since he was paying, she couldn't complain and tell him to eat her for a longer time. She could only tell him that he was doing everything right.
But during the fuck, she could not fake pleasure. There was much too much pain and the look on her face let the man know.
He slapped her across the face and she was furious. She tried to push him off her and he said something about loving a fiery bitch. He was much stronger than she was, so there was probably never any doubt in his mind as to whether or not he'd win.
He managed to grab one of his belts and bind her wrists together. Then he tied the end of the belt to the bedpost, so that she was his bound prisoner.
The second she was bound, something happened to her. She felt her pussy starting to flow really hard and though he lashed her with another belt a few times and she kept thinking that she should hate it, her body was responding.
When he realized it, he started to laugh. He pushed her legs up over her head, raising her hot little ass up off the bed and he lashed her over and over again with the belt, the leather making her flesh sting with pain.
But that inflicted outer pain made her body surge with pleasure, inside. She even had trouble gasping for breath and he seemed to love what he was doing to her.
Then, as he moved his body around so he was sitting on her face, with his prick pointed right down at her mouth so he could look at the rest of her body, he started to slide a finger in and out of her asshole. He greased it up first and smeared the grease all along her ass walls, to lube her.
He slid a second greased up finger into her and then a third and though there was a great deal of pain, she still managed to get off on the pain.
In fact, when he had four fingers in her and was not only sliding them in and out, but spreading them wide apart when he had them deep inside of her, she could not believe the way that her body began to surge with pleasure.
She was choking on his dick at the same time, but he didn't seem to mind.
Her ass was lubed deep when he pulled his prick out of her mouth then started to turn his body around. He aimed his cock down at her mouth and thrust it in deep, so the head of it was in her throat and she was choking around it.
He had to hold his hand behind her to keep his fingers in her ass, but after making her choke on his cock in this position for a few seconds, he started to pull back, sliding down her body, even pushing her legs flat on the bed for a few seconds.
"Yeah, just keep looking at this fat pecker," he said. "You've already choked on it a few times, in a few different positions. Now ready your ass for it."
He slid between her legs, yanked them apart wider than they were and shoved them back up over her head, lifting her ass off the bed even higher than before. Then he aimed his cock at her asshole and rammed it into her.
Though his fingers had spread her - even wider than his cock would - his fingers were not as long as his prick was and did not spread her as deep as his prick did.
She felt the pain and pleasure combination surging through her body and as he began to fuck her asshole as hard as he possibly could, he moved his mouth down to one of her tits. He did not suck her nipple then.
Instead, he started to bite into her nipple, really hard.
She felt his teeth grinding back and forth over it and it seemed to her that he was going to try and bite her nipple off.
He pulled hard at her blonde head hair, as if he was trying to rip it out of her head and that pain was quite intense, but she still got off on it.
When he sat up high on his knees, so that she could look down and see the way he was ramming his cock in and out of her, there were tears in her eyes. They rolled down her cheeks and she couldn't wipe them away because of her bound arms.
When she tried to pull her hands free, he slapped her face. He slapped her a few times across the face, then started to spank her ass as he kept fucking her asshole.
Her asshole began to spasm a little bit and then she felt the way he started to throb. She knew that he was going to come inside of her ass and he did, shooting a thick wad of come right up her asshole.
Betty did love it, even though her body was bruised from the encounter.
When she went to see Abby after that encounter, she started to cry. She told the girl that she had really gotten into a masochistic trip.
"I don't know," Abby said. "See, we both have similar backgrounds and all. And I went to see a shrink once, after I went through a masochistic period. My shrink said that it was to be expected. After all, I'd started out in life being a slave to a man, unwilling that is, but it did have some effect on me."
Betty was still confused, but then Abby went on, explaining more.
"Look, a part of you still feels fear when a man is about to touch you. You probably still feel fear when a man's cock is even close to you. I know that I used to freak out a lot, after being abused so many years ago. But, if a man ties you up, then in the back of your mind, you can always tell yourself, hey, I'm being forced.
"There's nothing I can do because I'm bound and being forced. Now my shrink said that all of this is unconscious and you should keep it that way. But it's true with me, Betty. The only time I really get off with a man is when I'm bound and being forced to take him. With a woman, I get off any way."
"You mean you get off if you're tied up with a woman?" Betty asked.
"Certainly. And why not? I mean, I get off when I'm not tied with a woman, so why should I not get off when I am tied?"
And the idea of tying Abby up and making love to her turned Betty on so much, that she didn't even have to come out and tell her friend she was turned on. Abby could tell that Betty was thinking about doing it.
So she suggested that her friend try it and blonde-haired Betty loved the idea of it. The two girls stripped and Abby got some rope.
She had let her pussy hairs grow in by that time and Betty noticed that Abby had a thick reddish-blonde pubic patch. She thought that the hairs there were lovely and could not understand why Abby sometimes shaved.
She tied Abby's hands together, tight, then tied the end of the rope to the bedpost.
Even as she stood on the side of the bed, she could feel the way her cunt began to throb so hard and she had a rather intense orgasm before she even started to lash Abby's body with a leather whip that the redhead kept in her apartment.
When she did lash Abby's body, she made sure not to do it too hard. She made sure that Abby moaned when the whip hit her and she discovered that she could whip Abby's ass even harder than any other part of her body.
She sucked on Abby's large tits and stiff reddish-brown nipples, then slid her lips down to Abby's pussy and started to eat her.
She kept her friend's legs pushed up over her head and as she ate her, she lashed her with the leather whip, lash her butt cheeks.
Abby really got into it, thrusting her cunt up and down against Betty's face. Betty worked her tongue deeper and deeper into Abby, licking the built-up cream off of Abby's cunt walls, inhaling to take in that turn-on pussy smell.
Betty came a few times while she was eating her good friend and she didn't even have to move her fingers to her cunt.
It was one of the first times she had ever come without making direct contact with her cunt, either with her hand or a dildo or anything else.
And one orgasm seemed to build up over the next one and eventually, Betty had to turn her body around and sit right down on Abby's face, because she knew that Abby's licking, added to the pleasure she already felt, would be phenomenal.
The second Abby's tongue licked some cream from Betty's cunt and made contact with Betty's clit, the blonde's clit started to throb like it had never throbbed before. She let out a real loud moan and smashed the leather whip down against Abby's ass cheeks at the same time and Abby sucked a load right out of her then.
Betty sat on Abby's face for the longest time, so that Abby was forced to eat her. There were moments when she went back to eating Abby's wet cunt.
And there were other moments when she would rub the leather whip handle over Abby's spread cunt lips and then start to fuck her with the whip handle.
Abby really got off on that. One thing that Betty remembered which turned her hot friend on was fucking Abby with the whip handle while spanking her ass as hard as she possibly could, with her open palm.
She hit Abby's butt cheeks so hard that her hand started to sting and she knew that if her hand was stinging, Abby's ass cheeks had to be on fire.
Eventually, Betty had just rolled off her friend and almost passed out because she was so worn from all the orgasms that she had.
Abby made sure that Betty untied her before she fell asleep.
The next morning, when Betty woke up, she was shocked to discover that Abby had tied her up. She tried to rub her eyes to wipe away the sleep, but her hands were bound above her head and Abby began to laugh.
"Turn-about is fair play," she let her friend know.
And Betty started to get right into it. The moment that she felt Abby's fingers sliding into her pussy, she spread her legs wider and felt the fingers sinking even deeper into her. She began to moan real loud, thinking that all she had to do now that she was the bound victim, was lie back and enjoy it all.
Abby bit into both of her tits, working over her nipples with a great deal of aggressive anger. Then she moved her mouth down to Betty's cunt and when she began to grind her teeth over Betty's clit, Betty was hotter than hell.
She thrust her ass up and down, feeding her cunt to Abby, and she felt Abby's hands starting to smash against her ass flesh.
Each time Abby's hand made contact with Betty's burning ass cheek, Betty felt a new surge of pleasure rushing through her body.
When she felt the way that Abby started to move her body around, she knew that she was going to have to eat her friend's cunt and she did.
She sucked the cream right out of Abby's cunt and she could feel the way Abby leaned over and started to eat her again. They ate each other for the next few hours, taking turns tying the other one up. And both loved it.
That night, they went their separate ways when it came to servicing men, taking on the dudes that their mutual pimp had set up for them.
For some reason, that night, Betty had the hardest time faking enjoyment. The three men she was with that night were into straight oral sex and fucking. She asked the second man (after being real bored with the first) if he had ever tied up a woman before and the man not only said no, but said he had no desire to do that.
So by the end of the evening, Betty was dying to get into some good sex. She went over to Abby's apartment and the two girls started to stroke each other's body.
"You know, tonight was the worst night for me," Betty said. "I probably made less money in tips than I usually do, but I can't blame the Johns. After all, I wasn't faking it enough for them. They knew I was bored."
"Me, too," Abby said. "And it shouldn't be hard to figure out why."
"Why?" Betty asked and her friend started to laugh.
"Because when we both started out in this profession, neither one of us got into sex that much. Both of us thought that we just couldn't get turned on to sex. Now we've both been discovering what it is exactly that turns us on.
"We both can get into anything with another woman, including bondage and discipline and all kinds of slave games and we can both get into being bound with a man. But a lot of the men we have to service just want a straight fuck or suck. Now I know it was easier for me when nothing turned me on.
"But now that I seem to know what turns me on, it's getting harder and harder for me to fake my pleasure with a man. And I'm sure that you feel the same way about it, Betty. You know what turns you on, so it's hard to fake it."
And everything that Abby said seemed to make a lot of sense. The two of them made straight lesbian love that night (as opposed to any kind of bondage games) and they snuggled up to each other when they fell asleep.
It was Abby who came up with the idea for them to advertise in magazines and newspapers.
Both of them were tired working for a pimp and now that both of them were older and more intelligent, they knew that they could easily manage on their own. They placed ads, saying that they could put on hot lesbian S&M shows.
And there seemed to be an incredible calling for their kind of act.
They started to get jobs almost every night, for private one-man parties, or even for larger stag parties, where the men would rather see two women playing than watch a porn film. And for extra money, they would service the men, but it was easier to service a man when they could look at each other and get off on that.
It was one of those parties that brought Betty and Fred together.
In fact, the party was at a posh hotel, in one of the suites and Fred was the one throwing it. A good friend of his was getting married and he wanted to have the best stag party that he could possibly have. He'd tell Betty, much later in their relationship, that her ad stood out among all the others in the newspaper he'd seen.
CHAPTER THREE
She was attracted to him the second that she walked into the hotel room with Abby, even though she knew she could never love this man, or any man.
He had set up a leather sling in the middle of the room and he told the two girls that he didn't care who got tied, as long as the one being bound was tied to the leather sling. And as the two of them were putting on their leather bras and other leather straps, they decided that Betty would be bound.
They stayed in the bathroom for a while, as the other male guests arrived and the two of them didn't mind staying hidden. After all, Fred had been nice. He'd given them a bottle of champagne and some cocaine to snort.
And they were real high when he stuck his head in the bathroom.
He told them that they could come out now. But before they stepped out, Abby tied Betty's hands in front of her body, binding the wrists together with leather straps and tying a long leather strap around Betty's neck.
That way, she, as the mistress and dominant one in the scene, could lead Betty out in front of all the men. As both of them were walking out, she could hear the leering remarks that the men were making and she knew that they were going to like this scene.
They were already all turned on. Just looking around the room, she could see the way there were stiff bulges in each man's pants.
Abby led her over to the leather sling, but before putting her in it, she pushed Betty down on her knees. She talked about the way a good slave girl should satisfy her mistress before anything started to happen.
So Betty started to flick her tongue in and out of Abby's cunt, sucking on her clit and working her over so that Abby was coming really hard.
Then Abby helped her into the sling and took a leather whip. She started to lash Betty's tits and belly and even moved the leather near Betty's cunt. Then she moved her mouth down between Betty's legs and ate her.
Betty was looking around the room as she was being eaten and watching all the men wasn't really turning her on that much. But there was something real nice about Fred, a kind look in his face and Betty kept looking at him.
He had to be at least ten years older than she was, she had thought.
And then, he pulled his cock out of his pants and started to move closer to her. They hadn't been expecting men to join into then-game so fast and as he moved his fine looking prick near her lips, he spoke under his breath.
"Now make sure that you really do a good job sucking my cock," he said to her. "I'm paying you and I want all my friends to think you're real eager."
She sucked his cock like crazy. She didn't have that much of a choice, when it came right down to things, for he held the back of her head and started to ram his prick in and out of her mouth as fast as he could.
She choked on his cock, for it was long enough and the head did enter her throat and she loved the way it felt as she was choking on him.
Of course, the fact that Abby was eating her at the moment had a lot to do with things. Abby's skilled tongue, worked over her clit like crazy and she felt the way her friend sucked the cream right out of her cunt.
The harder Abby sucked, the more turned on Betty was getting.
So when Fred started to come in her mouth, she was more than willing to suck as hard as she could on his cream, sucking every last drop down her throat. She knew that he was really turned on, because of the way his knees buckled.
And when he started to pull back, she could see other stiff dicks out.
Within seconds, both she and Abby were being used by the men. As far as she was concerned, she had it a hell of a lot better. After all, she was lying back on the leather sling with her hands bound. Even though they were bound in front of her body, it was easy to raise them up over her head and hold them there, pretending that they were strapped to one of the four chains that held up the leather sling.
She felt cocks rubbing against her tits and the sides of her body. She felt a cock in her mouth and a cock in her cunt.
And it just seemed to go on and on, with all the party members coming in her or on her, or in or on Abby, too, for Abby took on a lot of the men.
When the party came to an end, the two girls went to the bathroom to dress. Then Fred knocked on the door and asked them to stay for a little while, after the guests left and they decided that they would.
They talked about Fred while they waited in the bathroom. Both girls were impressed with this handsome, black-haired older man. Both knew that he had to have a lot of money to be able to throw a shindig like the one he'd just had.
"God, I'd marry a man like that in a second, if he asked me," Abby said.
"Would you? I don't know if I could do something like that."
"Sure you could, honey," Abby told her. "Look, do you want to spend the rest of your life being a whore to any man who wants you?"
And Abby went on talking about security and how a rich man like Fred could most definitely give a girl security which would make the rest of her life much easier.
When the door opened, the living room of the suite was empty, except for Fred, who was now completely naked. He had a real hairy chest and he had a very good body, too, with muscles that were all pretty tight.
The two of them went into the bedroom and she started to go down on Fred's cock right away, while Abby stood up and kissed him on the lips. But then, she felt the way he started to pull her to her feet, while he pushed Abby down.
So their positions were reversed for a while. Abby was forced to suck his cock, while he kissed Betty with a great deal of passion. He slid his hand all over her body, rubbing her buttocks and massaging her tits.
He seemed to get off on the feeling of her cunt rubbing against his hip and he made sure that her flesh was pressed against him constantly.
Then he pulled his cock out of Abby's mouth and told Betty to lie back on the sling so that he could fuck her. She didn't have her hands bound or anything. She just lay back and spread her legs for him and as she looked at him, she was turned on. His naked body looked real hot and when he moved his cock into her, she got off on it.
She watched as Abby stood up and sucked on one of his nipples while he was still fucking her cunt and she could see that Abby was looking at her in an odd way. It was almost as if Abby was mad at her, because this hot rich man seemed to be paying more attention to her than he was to Abby.
He even pushed Abby away when he wanted to press his hairy chest against Betty's nipples and start to fuck her nice and hard, in the standard missionary position.
And though Betty was faking a lot of her moans, a lot of them were real, too. He was a real hot fuck and she had a lot of fun with him.
After he came in her cunt, he pulled out and then told her that he wanted to see her dominate Abby. After all, he pointed out, at the party, Abby had been the dominant one. He wanted to see Betty dominate the redhead.
So Betty tied Abby up and she really had to be more rough than she usually was, because Abby didn't seem to like being bound this time. She seemed to want to rebel and rebellion on her part had to be met with a severe punishment.
Fred seemed to throw out a lot of suggestions as to what the dominant one could do to the passive one and in the end, Abby was lying face down on the leather sling with her ass bared, so that Betty would be able to whip it hard.
Then Betty started to fuck Abby's ass with the leather whip handle. After she had done that for a while, Fred fucked Abby's ass with his cock.
He sent the two girls home, many hundreds of dollars richer.
Then, a few days later, Betty got a call from him. He asked her if she would like to be his escort to a dinner that night. He said it was going to be something of a stuffy dinner and that he couldn't imagine going without taking a fun lady with him.
Betty didn't have a thing to wear to a fancy dinner and he suggested that she go to an exclusive store, where she could buy a dress and put it on his charge. They were even expecting her when she came through the door.
That night, the two of them went out and had a really wonderful time, but there was never any pretense as to what their relationship was. He never came out and said anything about loving her, or anything like that.
She was just his hired, paid escort and after the dinner, the two of them had a terrific night on the town. He took her to afterhours clubs where they could gamble and dance and drink the night away.
Then he asked her to come back to his estate so they could make it.
That was the first time she ever got a look at his mansion. And when she saw it, she thought about what Abby had told her. With a man like this, she could be set for life. With a man like this, she would never have to work again.
She sucked his cock while he was sitting at the edge of the pool with his feet in the water. She was in the heated water, between his legs, sliding her eager mouth up and down his cock shaft, opening and closing her lips, flicking her tongue.
He really got off on it and he shot his load into her mouth.
Then he swam in the water for a while and ended up fucking her in the shallow end of the pool, so that they could both stand and she could lean against the edge of the pool and hold on as he rammed his dick in and out of her.
Betty loved the way that it felt. Each time he thrust his cock in, she could feel a rushing wave of air bubbles moving into her cunt. Those air bubbles moved right over her clit and made her whole body surge with pleasure.
When he started to throb, she knew that he was getting ready to come. He rammed himself all the way into her and then felt him exploding. She licked her lips and rubbed her clit and had a mild orgasm, which he was able to feel.
It seemed to really turn him on when he felt the way her cunt spasmed around his cock shaft as he was filling her up with his cream. By the time they finished fucking, it was no longer night. They had partied the night away.
They slept out by the pool so that they were even getting some sun as it rose later in the morning and when she woke up, she looked at him and thought, yes, I want to make this man want me enough to marry me.
She didn't even care about loving him, or about him loving her. All she cared about was the security of being married to a rich man.
It did not happen for quite a long time. There would be weeks when she would not hear from him and then he might call her three times in a week. Sometimes it was just so he could come over and make it with her and other times it was because he needed an escort to take to some fancy dinner or something.
He always paid her, too. She started to feel strange about taking money from him and even told him as much, but he assured her that it was better this way.
"You can use the money and I don't feel obligated," he said.
Once or twice, he wanted to have a threesome with her and another woman. The first time she had Abby come to her apartment, but she realized that she was not going to be able to do it with Abby anymore, because Abby had changed a little.
She was jealous of the way Fred favored Betty over her. So the next time that they had a threesome, she called another one of her friends.
Fred wanted to see Betty's friend tie her up and abuse her and she let her friend do that, because Fred was getting off on it. He sat there tugging away on his hard pecker, almost working himself up to orgasm many times, but holding back.
Then one night, Fred wanted to tie her up. It was the first time since the party that she had been bound when he'd made it with her and he seemed to really get off on it, more than any other sex session he'd had with her thus far.
When he tied her hands together and then tied them to the bedpost so she could not pull free, he started to slap her flesh as hard as he could. Then he took a leather belt and began to use it on her, lashing her real hard.
She felt the way the leather almost cut into her, but she got off on it because there was really nothing she could do about it.
"Yes, you would be a perfect slave for a man," he said to her. "A most perfect slave for a man. I could get into being your master."
At that point in their relationship, she felt as if he was her master already. She even started to call him that and when he thrust his dick into her and fucked her as she was bound, her cunt responded like never before.
She came over and over again, her tight wet pussy spasming around his shaft and she could hear how he was even gasping for breath.
She tried to lock her legs around his ass to keep him from coming in her so soon, but he was much stronger than she was and when he broke her leg lock, he started to thrust faster and harder, until he came in her.
After that, a week did not go by without her hearing from him. Even if they didn't get together, he called her at least once a week, to talk.
Then one day, after he'd known her for over a year and a half, he came to see her.
He started to talk to her about the two of them getting married.
When she heard him say it, she thought that she wasn't hearing right. After all, she couldn't imagine why he would want to marry her.
"My Mother is dead and my Father is dying," he said to her. "I have an older brother who is not only married, but already has a kid. A daughter."
"But what does all of this have to do with me?" she asked.
"My father believes that the family is the most important thing in the world. He believes that I'm just a playboy and he is right. But he has told me that he won't leave me anything unless I'm married before he dies."
"But you seem to have so much already," she said to him.
"Oh, I do. A lot of property and investments. But there's no ready cash available for me and that's quite important. So will you marry me?"
"Strictly for business purposes, right?" she asked him.
"Yes and no. You are the most fun woman I've ever met. And I feel that because of the way our relationship began, there'll never be any pretenses about what it's all about. I even want you to sign a paper."
She was a little bit surprised when he asked her to sign a paper stating that if she ever left him, she wouldn't get a cent. If he decided to end it with her, however, he would give her quite a lot of money.
It was written up as a form of security. After all, there were a lot of women who married rich men, then divorced them and took them for everything that they had. He did not want to be one of those rich men taken by a woman.
She could understand that and when she thought about living in his mansion, she knew that she would never want to leave.
During their first few years of marriage, things were wonderful. Their sex was real good and every once in a while, he would have another woman come over. He knew that she got off on women, playing both dominant and passive roles with other women and it turned her on to not only do it, but to also be turning him on as she did it.
Then, his brother and sister-in-law were killed in a private jet crash.
When he told her about it, she knew that he was upset, but it didn't really bother her too much. Not until she learned what that would mean.
It meant that he became the legal guardian for his niece.
Roni was twelve when she moved in with them and that was when things began to get a little tense. He was no longer as free with Betty as he had always been. He certainly didn't talk about sex as freely as he used to.
Nor did he want to fuck all over the mansion, like they had done before. Sex seemed to now be confined to his bedroom (they did have separate rooms) and it started to annoy her when she'd think that Fred seemed more concerned about Roni than he did about her.
When she threw that in his face one day, he laughed.
"Of course I am, Betty. I love her a hell of a lot. She's my real only living relative. And her Dad and I were closer than brothers usually are. And you know that I never claimed to love you. I never told you I loved you once."
And that was true. She realized then that over the years, her feelings for Fred had started to get stronger and she was falling in love with him. His words were like a stinging slap across the face. She felt like she'd been a fool to let her emotions get the better of her and she cried it all out.
It bothered her, as the years went by, that Fred was being so over protective when it came to Roni and one day, she begged Fred to let her call another woman so that they could have a nice, hot threesome. Fred refused.
"Maybe we should wait until Roni's old enough," Betty suggested. "Maybe we should wait until she'd old enough and have a threesome with her."
And though she sensed that he was shocked when she said it, she also saw the way his prick began to stir a little bit. After all, Roni was a hot looking teenager.
Of course, he said that he could never do anything like that.
"Well, what if I started things?" Betty asked him. "What if I seduced her and she got into it? Then you could get into it, too, right?"
And though he never said yes, she knew that the idea of it turned him on.
It turned her on quite a lot, too, because she really hated Roni and her idea of having a threesome with Roni and Fred involved her being the mistress over Roni. It involved her tying Roni up first and beating the hell out of her. And Betty would often think about it and think that she wouldn't just be playing, either.
She would really work that little bitch over. After all, when she and Roni had once had an argument about something, hadn't the young girls said, "I don't care what you say about anything. Your opinion means nothing. You just married my Uncle Fred because you needed the money. That's all."
Of course, whenever Betty would talk to Fred about his fucking his niece, Fred would tell Betty that it would never happen. After all, Fred would say, Roni was still a virgin and he was not going to abuse his ward.
And so Betty had not been able to do anything for a long time. Because even though she had her doubts, she wasn't all that sure about whether or not she felt Roni was a virgin. She thought that the girl could just be putting on virginal airs.
And now, as she looked at Roni and her two male friends playing in the water, she was absolutely positive that Roni hadn't been a virgin when she entered that sauna.
Even if she had, Betty thought, she sure as hell wasn't one after coming out. And she could not wait to tell Fred all about it.
CHAPTER FOUR
There was a lot of tension that night at the dinner table and Fred really didn't seem to like it. He knew that Betty and Roni did not get along with each other and he had known it for the last few years.
True, he knew most of it had to do with his change of lifestyle. When he and Betty had first gotten married - a real business-like marriage of convenience - they had led a very free lifestyle, with him continuing his kind of playboy existence.
But that had all changed when Roni moved in. He had, after all, always loved his niece and he was not going to do anything to fuck up her life. He was not going to live such a free life with Roni living in the house.
After all, he had thought to himself, I don't want her to be such a whore like Betty was when I first met her.
Of course, he still liked to play his games with Betty. And since he now kept the sex confined to his bedroom, he had all the right equipment there. He had purchased a leather sling, which was kept rolled up in his closet, in case Roni walked into his room. It could be pulled out and set up in a matter of seconds.
Then there was the bottom drawer of his dresser, where he kept all of the other leather toys and even a few dildoes.
Now, as he looked at Betty and saw the way she was glaring at Roni, he had to smile just a little bit. He had fun watching women get upset about stupid things. He closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds about last night with Betty.
He had had her tied to the leather sling, each hand bound separately.
He had been fucking her ass with his prick, while ramming a big fat dildo in and out of her cunt and he had heard her groaning and pleading with him to ease up on her.
He had slapped her a few times and he had lashed her tits.
Then, when she kept on groaning, he put a leather gag in her mouth. He knew that the more she protested, the more turned-off he would be. He would not be turned off enough to lose his hard-on, but he would be turned off enough to keep him from coming for a while. And he didn't want to fuck her all night.
So shutting her up had been the right thing to do, because then he was able to lash her and not have to put up with her protests.
When he'd shot his thick load into her asshole and finally pulled himself right out of her and pulled the gag out of her mouth, she groaned. She waited until he untied her hands and then she told him what a bastard he was being.
"I thought you love being tied up and abused," he told her. "At least you did when I first met you. You and your friend ... what was her name?"
"Abby," she told him. "And yes, it's true that I did like it. But we used to do other things. You and I used to do other things. Those times when we had another girl over here, well, I liked those times. I mean, it was a change for me. There's no variety in our sex life anymore. Just me being bound."
"Do you want to tie me up?" he had asked her, knowing that even if she wanted to, he was not going to let her. He couldn't get into that.
"No," she said. "But if we could only bring in another girl, for some variety, I know that I would like it much more. I could tie her up and whip her and turn her on so that we could both get off on it. You know you'd love it."
"Yes, I know I'd love it, too," he said. "But then, we have to think about Roni."
"What do you mean, think about Roni?" she had asked him.
"I don't want her to know that something like this is going on in the house."
"Well then, let her be the other girl," Betty had told him.
"Still trying on that one, aren't you?" he'd asked her.
"Yes and I always will try to get you to do that. Because you know as well as I that you could really get into it. You know you could."
And he hadn't denied it, because he knew he could, also. Roni was turning into a stunning young lady, the spitting image of her mother, his sister-in-law. And because he had always thought that his brother married a stunning woman, he was happy to see that his niece was going to look just like her mother.
But he was not going to take any step to try and seduce Roni, even though he knew that Betty would be more than willing to take the first step.
After dinner, he and Roni watched some television in the living room. She sat on the floor and leaned against one of his legs. He stroked her hair, feeling the way he was getting turned on a little bit. But he stopped thinking about her as a sexual object and thought about her only as his loving niece.
"Did you have a nice afternoon today?" he asked her and she nodded.
"I had a few friends over and we all went swimming," she said.
"Nice. Was a pretty day for a swim today," he said. "Have fun?"
"Sure did, Uncle Fred. I love the pool and I love having my friends come over and use it. They all think this place is just super."
"I'm glad you have so much fun here," he said to her and he looked over by the hallway and saw Betty standing there.
At first she had a rather foul look on her face, but when he looked at her with some anger on his face, she started to smile. Then she licked her lips, then started to walk upstairs. It was a come-on if he ever saw one.
So he excused himself and went up to the bedroom, his bedroom, where she had made herself comfortable by stripping and lying back.
As he looked at her, he thought that she still looked as hot as she had years back, when he first hired her and her friend for the party.
He could see the way Betty was holding her cunt lips spread wide apart with the fingers on one hand. She started to wiggle her clit back and forth with her fingers from her other hand and he wanted to eat her.
So he moved his lips down on her cunt and began to suck at her clit. She moved her clit-wiggling fingers away, but kept her other fingers there to keep her cunt lips spread wide apart for him. He seemed to love it.
He started to suck on her clit as hard as he could and she began to thrust her cunt up and down against his face, feeding her cunt to him.
He moaned softly as he sucked her cream out of her and he felt the way his cock was as stiff as a rock in his pants.
He made her come twice with his skilled tongue, then stood up on the bed on his knees and walked closer to her. She pulled his zipper down and slid her hand into his pants, then pulled his cock shaft right out.
She opened her mouth and started to slide her lips all the way down his shaft, flicking her tongue back and forth along the underside. She moved her mouth all the way down to the base of his cock, taking his cock head in her throat.
When he started to pull her hands up over her head, she knew that he was going to tie her and he kept his cock deep in her mouth as he was tying her wrists. The leather straps were kept tied around his bedposts.
When her wrists were bound and she was lying flat on her back on the bed, he was practically sitting on her face, with his dick pointed down at her mouth. He started to thrust up and down and she could feel the way she was choking on it.
Then, as he started to throb, he pulled his cock back.
He started to slide down her body and he slid his hand under the bed, groping for the whip he had left there from last night.
He raised it to lash her and just as he did, she moaned.
"Wait, Fred, please," she said. "Don't hit me yet. I want to tell you something."
"What?" he asked, looking at her suspiciously. "What is it?"
"I think that you don't have to worry about Roni being a virgin anymore. I think that we can have her in our bedroom, if you want to have her. You know how much I would love to tie her up and abuse her, for your pleasure. You know how much you could get off on watching me do that. You know you'd love it."
She looked at his cock, which was hard and sticking straight out. She saw the way that it started to bob up and down gently.
As it did, she could see the come drops at the slit of his cock. She wished that her hands were free, because she knew that she would be able to talk him into it for sure if she could stroke him and talk at the same time.
But because her wrists were bound, she raised her knee up a little bit and moved it against the head of his cock, rubbing her warm flesh against his cock head.
"You see, when I got back earlier than you this afternoon, I went up to my room and relaxed for a while. Then I heard Roni playing outside with her two friends. They were .all in the water, having a good time. I saw her lead them into the steam room and I know that she made it with them there."
"How do you know that?" he asked, his cock still twitching up and down.
"Because I saw her take off her bikini top before they went in after her. She kind of dangled it so they'd know she didn't have it on. Then they followed her in there. Both of them did. And when they came out of the sauna, I could see the look on their faces. Look, Fred, as an ex-whore, I know what a just-fucked look is like."
And she could not believe it when he slapped her hard across the face. He slapped her, perhaps, harder than he had ever hit her.
And though she had once gotten into being bound and abused, she was not into it as much as she used to be. That slap would have hurt like hell even if she'd been into her slave trip. Because she was not into it so much, the slap was as painful as if he would have been twisting her neck, just enough to hurt her and threaten to break it, but not enough to actually break it.
"You bastard," she said to him and he moved between her legs.
He pushed them up over her head and he started to reach for another leather strap. He tied it around only one of her ankles and tied the end of that strap to the bedpost so that her leg was bound over her head.
Then he got up and stood by one side of the bed. He started to lash her ass over and over again with his leather whip. She bit her lower lip to keep from screaming, because she knew that she would have all the servants and Roni up in the bedroom if she let out her scream.
Of course, for a few seconds, the idea of having Roni in the room did turn her on, because she thought that she'd be able to tie the girl up.
But then she realized that he wouldn't untie her and allow her to tie Roni up. And she did not want the girl to see her in this vulnerable position, anyway.
So she kept her mouth shut, biting into her lower lip as he lashed her ass over and over again, the leather stinging against her flesh.
"You are a real cunt, baby," he said to her. "Shit, I give you everything you could possibly want and all I ask is that you get into this kind of scene every so often. But you have to go around making up lies about my niece, in the hopes that I'll want to abuse her. I don't believe a word you said about Roni."
"But it's true," she said to him. "It's so true, Fred. Believe me."
He lashed her ass again and when she tried to press her ass down on the bed so he would not be able to hit her, she felt the leather strap cutting into her ankle even more and the pain surged through her body.
He started to rub his cock against her cunt and as he moved one hand to one of her tits, she felt his nails digging into her nipple.
Then he rammed his cock right into her cunt, with one hard thrust. She felt his crotch smashing against her buttocks and the stinging feeling stayed with her for the longest time. At least, she thought to herself, he didn't fuck my ass.
Just as she thought about that, he started to finger her ass. He hadn't even lubed his fingers up, so when he drove one into her, she felt a kind of ripping pain surging through her body and she hated the way that it felt. He moved a second finger into her and she was sure that he was doing it to punish her, for what he thought was a lie.
"I swear, I'm telling you the truth," she moaned to him. "I swear I am."
"You know that I don't believe you," he told her.
"You don't believe me, or you don't want to believe me?" she asked. "Roni is now sixteen. She's a young woman, with urges. There's no reason to believe that she's virginal. You know you want her, Fred. You just feel too much guilt about wanting her."
He slapped her more and more when she said things like that, because, he was sure, she was saying those things to anger him. She was saying those things, he thought, because this was the way she wanted to be treated.
As he kept on thrusting his cock in and out of her, she could tell that he was even starting to change his fuck style a little bit.
It was now perfectly obvious to her that he was fucking her to hurt her and not to turn her on, the way he had all those other times.
She wanted to die when she thought about it like that.
For no matter how much he might have abused her in the past (and he had done it more times than she could count), he had done it because she liked it and he knew that she got off on it and he got off on it, too.
But now, with his cock throbbing in her cunt and her leg pulled up and bound over her head, near one of her hands, causing her body to be stretched more than any one person would ever want her body to be stretched, she saw a whole different look in his eyes.
He was furious and he was working that anger out on her, hurting her and trying to hurt her even more. She started to cry a little bit.
"So, you lied then," he said, thinking that was what her tears were all about. "You are lying, aren't you? You're lying about Roni, right?"
"No," she managed to say to him. "I'm telling you the God's honest truth and if you can't deal with it, then fuck you."
"You mean, fuck you," he said. "I'm doing the fucking, you bitch."
And he rammed himself into her as hard as he could, then pulled back and slammed it into her again. Her thighs were stinging and when she looked down at what had once been lovely silky white flesh, she saw black and blue.
She began to groan and pant and beg him not to hurt her anymore and she knew that her begging was getting him off. For as she was pleading, she could feel the way his prick began to throb even harder inside of her.
She held her breath as he thrust deep into her and started to come. She could see the way the sweat was pouring off his chest and she could see the way there was red color rushing through his face. He seemed to be having trouble breathing.
When he started to pull his cock out of her, slowly but surely, she heaved a sigh of relief. She felt his hand moving toward her leather bound ankle and he started to untie her so she could pull her leg down.
Then he untied her wrists and as he rolled on one side of her body, he began to stroke her flesh more gently than he had done it before.
"Sorry I hurt you so much," he told her. "But you know how I feel about Roni and I don't like what you had to say about her."
She wanted to tell him that it was true, all over again, but she stopped herself, thinking that those words could easily set him off a second time. She just lay there and let him stroke her softly, though she hated him at that moment and hated the fact that he was touching her flesh.
She had no idea of how much time passed by, but later, she slid out of his bed and got ready to go to her own bedroom. As she passed by Roni's room, she opened the door and looked in at the sleeping black-haired girl.
Roni was sleeping in the nude, on her side, so one tit was sticking out and looking real large. Betty felt her pussy spasming.
Then, she had an idea of what she was going to do. She walked into Roni's room as quietly as she possibly could, after running to her room and getting a leather strap. While the black-haired girl slept, she pushed her onto her back, then pulled both of her arms up over her head and tied them.
She started to pull the cover down slowly and she looked at the girl's naked body. She could see how thick Roni's pubic patch was and when she looked at the girl's cunt lips, she saw how red and wet they were.
She could feel the way her mouth was watering and she moved her mouth right down to Roni's cunt and began to lick her.
"Mmmmm, Bobby," Roni began to moan and Betty was thinking that she should have brought a tape recorder with her. "MMmm, Bobby, that feels nice. MMmmmm."
She began to thrust her pussy up and down in her sleep, against Betty's tongue and Betty lapped away, enjoying the taste and the feeling of the girl getting into it. After all, now there wasn't any doubt in her mind at all.
She started to slide her fingers in and out of Roni's cunt, after pulling her tongue away and she kept her fingers together, so that they were about as thick as a cock. Roni tried to push herself down on them, as if she wanted to feel them moving deeper inside of her. As if she knew what a cock was like and wanted one.
"Mmm, you want Bobby to fuck you again, don't you?" Betty moaned softly, as she got up on her knees on the side of the bed. "You want him and his friend to fuck you again, like they did earlier this afternoon? Right? Right?"
"Mmm, yes," she moaned, as she thrust herself down on the fingers.
And then, suddenly, she opened her eyes. She glared right at Betty. She had been dreaming up until this point, but it was no dream now. Roni tried to pull her hands free, but Betty had tied them too securely.
"What are you doing?" the girl screamed out loud.
"You know that you're no virgin. You know that your boyfriends made it with you. So don't give me this 'what are you doing?' virginal shit!"
And Roni opened her mouth and screamed as loud as she could. Betty started to slap her, yelling at her over and over again, telling her to confess that he had lost her virginity to her boyfriend, perhaps even a few weeks back.
"So what if I did?" she asked for a second and then she looked over at the door and started to shake her head. "You're nuts. You're crazy. I didn't do anything with my boyfriend. I never did anything with any boy yet."
"What are you talking about?" Betty asked and suddenly, she felt a hand grabbing her hair, yanking her right off the bed.
She felt Fred smashing his fist across the face and he was screaming at her.
"Betty, you're crazy. You're really crazy. How the hell could you do a thing like that to Roni? How the hell could you do something like that to her? You're crazy!"
And she looked over at that bound bitch and saw the way Roni was smiling as Fred was beating the hell out of her. And she knew she was right, too, but she couldn't talk because the more he hit her, the more her head was spinning. Until Betty finally just passed out.
CHAPTER FIVE
Abby was sitting on the front porch of the farm where she was now living and all she could think about was how bored she was. She thought a little bit about Betty and wondered how her old friend and ex-co-worker was getting on.
She knew that Betty had to be getting on better than she was.
Betty, she thought to herself, had married for money and not love. She, on the other hand, had been a real jerk. She had married for love and not money. And eventually, the love had faded and there was still no money.
She lifted her head to the sun, to get more color on her face and she started to think about some of the scenes she and Betty had had when they were working girls. She thought about Fred and how, deep down, she had hoped he'd be hers.
Of course, her jealousy had ended their friendship. They both continued to work for a long, long time, until one day, she found out Betty was getting married. She was not invited to the wedding and she understood why.
Her jealousy had caused their friendship to come to an end and she and Betty hadn't really talked to each other for about six months before Betty did get married.
She, on the other hand, had continued to work. She had even met a nice girl, Lily, a blonde who reminded her a lot of Betty.
She and Lily had started having threesomes, but they were both working for a pimp once again. Abby felt as if it was at least a few steps backwards, to go back to working for a pimp after having worked on her own.
After her friendship with Betty had ended, they'd both gone back to their pimp.
After meeting Lily, she broke away from the man again and put an ad back in the newspapers - the same ad she'd had for herself and Betty.
Lily, she kept telling herself, was much hotter looking than Betty. Lily had bigger tits and a pretty large cunt. Abby could fit her entire hand in her friend's cunt and that was always a trick which impressed the men.
Abby even started to fall in love with Lily. The two of them shared an apartment and they would always sleep together at night.
Abby was almost always horny in the mornings when she woke up and when she would wake up in bed with Lily, she would have to satisfy herself. She'd usually start to suck on her hot friend's tits while sliding her hand down between Lily's legs.
There was always a burning heat between Lily's thighs. The heat emanated from her thigh flesh itself and seemed to spread out all over her body. Inside of her cunt though, it was hotter than any other part of Lily's body.
Abby almost always ended up between Lily's legs. She would slide her lips down to her friend's cunt and she would start to lick her cunt lips, sliding her tongue up and down until they just parted, beckoning for her to go in deeper.
And she would, too, working Lily's clit over, sucking it between her lips and holding it while her tongue flicked back and forth over the tip of the clit. She'd even sometimes start to finger Lily's asshole with her short-nailed fingers.
Lily never seemed to mind having a finger slipped into her asshole, when she was sleeping and it happened. But when the two of them would start to play and they'd be wide awake, Lily would always start to groan and tighten up if Abby would try to get a finger up her ass, so she never tried, except in the mornings.
As she sat there thinking about Lily, she could feel the way her cunt began to get wetter. It had been a long time since she'd masturbated and as she looked out at the fields, she couldn't see her husband, or any of the hired hands.
So she opened her overalls and let the front part fall between her legs. She slid her hand into her overalls and her panties and felt the heat from her cunt. She began to move her finger back and forth over her clit.
She thought about how Lily loved to sit on her face and how Lily could sometimes sit on her face for hours and hours.
There had been long periods of time when she'd be licking Lily and then Lily would start to lick her. All it took was a flick from the blonde's tongue and Abby's cunt would start to flow like crazy.
As Abby wiggled her clit back and forth, she started to think about the night when she had met Clem. Actually, he'd called her about the ad and wanted to see the two women in action. He was staying at some flea-bag hotel and as Abby wrote down the address, she realized that he probably didn't have much money.
Still, she had quoted him a price and he had said he'd pay it.
So she and Lily had packed up their things and they'd taken a cab to his hotel. When she stepped into his room, she was quite impressed by the man's size. He was something of a giant, about six feet five inches tall and he had shaggy blond hair and kind of a lost puppy dog face. She did think he was real cute, especially when he opened the door in only his overalls, with no shirt and no underwear under it.
Of course, it was obvious that he had no shirt on and she just assumed that he had no underwear on, because of the way the bulge hung down his left leg.
Lily and Abby undressed and then Abby walked over to him and unsnapped his overalls. When they fell down in the front, she could tell that his cock was the thing holding them up near his groin. She couldn't wait to see his prick.
She pulled the overalls all the way down and looked at his magnificent large cock shaft. She knew that it was going to take a lot of discipline to take a cock like that in her cunt, because it was so large.
But she didn't have to take it first. She let Lily tie her to the bed and Clem just leaned against the dresser and played with his huge dick, his huge balls bobbing up and down as he was jerking on himself.
She looked over at him and smiled as Lily finished tying her up. Then Lily began to whip her and she moaned softly. Lily whipped her a few more times, then got on her knees between Abby's legs and started to lick her.
"Ooh, you are pretty," Clem kept saying, as he looked at Abby.
She could see that he was concentrating on her tits and on her cunt. He even moved near the bed and started to rub his fat cock head around one of her tits, leaving come drops near her nipples, drops that leaked from the slit.
She felt a lot of heat from his shaft then and she did love the way that it felt on her flesh. When he moved it to her mouth, she had to open her mouth real wide to suck his cock between her lips, but she did.
He didn't try to thrust it all the way into her mouth. Instead, he eased his prick in and out of her mouth and she didn't have to take it in her throat.
Then he pulled out of her mouth and while Lily was still on her knees between her legs, he got behind her and moved his cock into Lily's pussy.
For a few seconds, redheaded Abby had been upset, the same way she had been upset when Fred paid all that attention to Betty.
After all, it really seemed like Clem was interested in her - Abby - but he started to fuck Lily, like he was having the time of his life. At that point, she had no idea who the hick man seemed to like better.
He came inside of Lily's cunt and then, when he pulled out and he was semi-limp, he pushed Lily aside so he could enter Abby's pussy. He was able to slide his limp dick into her, because even limp, he was still pretty big.
And as he fucked her, sliding his prick in and out of her hot cunt, she could feel the way he started to get stiffer.
She felt the way he got longer and thicker inside of her and thought that a cock like his would have hurt if he just shoved it into her. Instead, by fucking her while it was limp and letting himself grow in her, she was able to put up with it.
She started to moan as he fucked her and he kissed her pretty hard on the lips, making it, pretty much, a standard missionary fuck. Except for the fact that her hands were still pulled up over her head and were bound.
He kissed her with a lot of passion. It had been a long time since a man had kissed her with such passion and when he raised his head, pulling back from the kiss, she saw this attractive shit-eating grin on his face.
It was as if he knew that the kiss had turned her on and that he was doing a good job of making her cunt spasm over and over again.
He sucked on her tits then, sliding his lips from one to the other and she began to realize that Clem was very much an oral person.
He had a mouth that seemed to love to lick and suck naked female flesh and he sure did have one soft-feeling tongue and one hot feeling cock.
When he started to come inside of her, she moaned real loud and she looked over at Lily, in time to catch the angry expression on Lily's face. Whatever jealousy Abby had felt when he first slid his prick into Lily as Lily ate her, was now being felt by Lily who had literally been pushed aside so he could fuck Abby.
Lily was just standing near one side of the bed and Abby realized that when Clem had been tongue kissing her, ramming his tongue real deep into her mouth, Lily probably felt more left out than she'd ever felt before.
After Clem came inside of her, he untied her and then the two of them sucked off his cock, taking turns. Even as both of them flicked their tongues back and forth near his shaft and balls, Abby could sense Lily's anger.
They kept glaring at each other and Abby kept thinking that the two of them were going to get into a massive cat-fight, should either one say the wrong thing. Clem didn't seem to notice any tension between them.
When it came time to pay them, she noticed that he didn't have much money in his wallet and even gave some back to him. She told him that they'd done it at a special rate and when she and Lily were in the cab, they started to argue.
Lily really had been jealous and Abby tried to reassure the young blonde, telling her that it was just a job, that she had faked all passion that she might have shown for him. After all, he was just some dumb Southern hick.
So her relationship with Lily continued for a time. The two of them would perform at parties and sometimes they would perform if a man wanted to hire them.
Then one night, Clem called. He was back in town. When Abby said that they would go over to see him, then hung up, she and Lily got into a fight. Lily did not want to go and see that hick again. She remembered all the tension that there'd been between herself and Abby, because of that man. But Abby wanted to go.
She and Lily had the fight of all fights. Lily started to scream about how there were times when she thought that Abby loved her and then there were times when she thought that what they had going was only sexual.
"But I do love you," Abby said and Lily just flared up.
"You do? I thought so. And it's disgusting. I don't love you, Abby. I never did love you and don't think I can ever love a woman. It was all sex for me. But there are some men I just don't want to do it with. And he's one of them."
So Abby went off to be with Clem alone. She didn't bring any of her leather or her bondage straps. She just wanted to see him and have a regular fuck session with him.
He was real happy to see her. He told her that the only way he'd gotten through work all those months since he'd last been in town, was by thinking about her and the good times that he had had with her.
He said that he hadn't stopped thinking about her for a moment.
And Abby was at a vulnerable point in her life, where hearing something like that not only turned her on, but made her start to feel love. When he kissed her, there was more to it than just the physical passion.
She felt her whole body responding and her soul, too. His tongue drove into her mouth and she sucked on it as hard as she could.
His hands peeled her clothing away, so gently, she hardly even noticed that she was being stripped.
Then he lifted her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and stripped himself. He seemed even bigger than he had been the first time, not only in cock size, but in height. He was like a giant compared to her.
He lay down on top of her and started to kiss her. Then he moved his tongue to her ear and began to lick it. And as he rubbed his hard-on against her hip and slid his fingers to her cunt to finger her, he whispered.
"You know what I was thinking about when I worked my farm?"
"If you were thinking only of fucking, you couldn't get much work done."
He laughed when she said that and then he licked her ear.
"Nope, I wasn't only thinking about that, though I sure as shootin' did think about that every so often. I thought about how nice it would be to take you back home and make you my wife. How nice it would be for us to run the farm together."
She had been at a point in her life where the city was getting to her. Of course, the pressures of needing money to pay rent and utilities, as well as the tensions she'd been feeling from having been a whore so many years, did help him win her over.
But when he first whispered it in her ear, she felt her body freeze right up and she knew that he could feel it, too.
She tried to lie to him, because she didn't want to let him know that the idea of marriage did freak her out. She told him she would have to think about it and he continued to kiss her and stroke her. He ate her cunt for the longest time and she moved her mouth down on his cock and took him deeper than she had the first time.
It was hard to take that horse-sized prick all the way into her mouth, but she wanted to please him, so she did go all the way down on him.
Her throat spasmed around his cock shaft and he really liked that.
He even started to come in her mouth and she swallowed every drop of cream that spurted out of his cock, getting off on the taste of it.
Then he started to slide his spent dick into her cunt and as he fucked her, he got hard inside of her again, the same way he had the first time.
She thought it felt so great to have him moving in and out of her, limp at first and to feel him getting stiffer as he fucked her.
When he came in her cunt, she had really loved the feeling.
And before she left him that second time, he told her to think about what he had asked her and she told him that she would.
Now, as she sat on the front porch of the farmhouse, she thought that maybe if Lily hadn't left her things would have been different.
Because when she got back to the apartment that she and Lily shared, all of Lily's things were gone and she had left a note, letting Abby know that she was leaving. She let Abby know that she was tired of their relationship.
And all Abby could think about when she read the note, was how horrid it would be to have to go back to her pimp a third time, after having broken away from him twice. She thought that she'd rather kill herself than go back to her pimp.
Then she had thought about Clem. She really did like him a lot - in fact, she felt like she was falling in love with him, because of his charming mannerisms - and she called him about two hours after leaving his hotel.
She asked him to come and spend the rest of his vacation in her apartment, during which time she would make her decision.
He had been visiting the city for two weeks during that vacation and after living with him for two weeks, she did feel as if she was in love with him.
So that the day before he left, she was more than willing to go with him.
They took a bus to his small hometown, which was only about a block long and his truck was in town, where he had left it. As they drove out to his farm, she loved the idea of being a farm lady for a while.
He even insisted that they sleep in different rooms until they were married, something that she thought was ridiculous, as they had gotten to know each other real well and had slept together in her apartment.
But she'd gone along with his desires, thinking it charming.
They would fuck in her room and then he would get out of her bed and sneak off to his own bed, leaving her to fall asleep alone.
She was living with him on the farm for three weeks when they got married. She told him that she was really sure she wanted to do it.
For the next few months, she loved living on the farm. There was a lake nearby where she could swim and there were a lot of cute farmhands that she could fantasize about. But she was faithful to her husband.
They fucked almost all over the farm. One day he took her up in the hayloft and as he started to eat her and got her ready so he could fuck her, she joked about how she'd read so many stories about fucking in a hayloft and how she'd always wanted to do it.
So he had eaten her and made her pussy real eager to have his dick inside and then he had aimed himself at her cunt and slid himself right in. The feeling of the hay against her ass was wonderful and she loved it.
They fucked out by the lake and in almost every room in the farm.
But now, almost three years later, she thought she was going to go crazy. As she sat on the porch, thinking a hell of a lot about Lily and how much she had enjoyed being with Lily and even about Betty, she started to think about the farm wives she had met at various social gatherings.
She wondered if there was any wife that she could make it with. She wondered what Clem would think if she were to tell him she wanted a threesome, with him and with another woman, too. She wiggled her clit a little bit faster and thought about how wonderful it had been to make love to a woman.
Then, just as she was starting to come mildly, she heard the sound of a car. She quickly pulled her hand out of her overalls and pulled the front flap up, then snapped the straps to the front. So she was sitting there rather calmly when she saw the fiery red convertible coming closer to the house.
At first, she had no idea of who it was. After all, hardly anyone ever came to visit and when someone did, male or female, they usually rode up in a truck. It seemed like the farmers out here didn't know from cars - all they knew about were trucks.
When she saw the face behind the wheel, she couldn't believe it. She stood up and started to run down off the porch. As she ran toward the car, it came to a halt and the door opened and she ran right out.
"Betty, what the hell are you doing here?" Abby screamed, as she ran to her friend and hugged her as hard as she could. "God, it's been ages."
"I know," Betty said. "It took me the longest time to track you down. I made a million and one calls, but I finally found you."
Abby could feel the way her cunt was throbbing as she and Betty looked at each other. All she could think about doing was making it with her friend, but she didn't know if Betty was still into things like that.
"Would you like to come in and have something to drink?" she asked.
"Sure. As long as it's alcoholic," Betty said to her and she patted Abby's ass through her overalls as they went into the farmhouse.
They sat and talked, talking over old times. Abby even told Betty that she was sorry about being so jealous about Betty and Fred.
Betty talked a little bit about her husband and Abby could tell that things were only okay. When Betty told her about the agreement she had made with Fred, Abby had to smile a little bit. She laughed.
"Well, you married for money. I should have taken your advice."
"Why, Abby? Did you marry for something as stupid as love?"
"Yes. And I still do love my husband. He's a real sweetheart. But I wish we could go away more often. With very little money, we can't really go away. And I know that he wants to start having kids. Then I'm a prisoner for life."
"So you're really hurting for money?" Betty asked and Abby could tell that her friend was thinking about something. She nodded, yes. "Well, I have a lot of money saved. Fred gives me a certain amount each week and I put away a lot of money for a rainy day. And right now, it's pouring where we live."
"What are you talking about?" Abby asked and Betty licked her lips.
"Honey, if I paid you enough, would you and your husband kidnap Fred's niece and hold her here for a while? At least long enough for me to get things settled with Fred. And for you to train that bitch, Roni."
Abby looked shocked.
She couldn't believe her ears, her friend was proposing something to her that would solve her problem.
But could she handle it?
CHAPTER SIX
When Clem got back from work that day, he was kind of surprised to see a hot blonde lady sitting there talking with his wife. He saw the way she turned her head and then started to smile at him. Her eyes even twinkled a little bit.
"Honey, this is Betty, someone I used to work with," Abby said.
"Wow, Abby, this is some ho hunk you got here," Betty said and Abby did feel kind of proud of her man. After all, he was a giant, with a dick to match his height.
She and Betty had been talking for hours now, catching up on things. But all they had said about the kidnapping was this: Betty brought up the idea of it and Abby told her that she didn't want to talk about it yet.
"If it's going to happen, Clem will have to make the decision. So we might as well wait for him and see if he wants to do it."
Betty did let Abby know that she could pay the two of them fifty thousand dollars, money that she had put away over the years.
It had come from the money that Fred gave her to spend every week. He gave her much more than she needed and she pretended to be much more extravagant than she was. She'd been putting the money away and now seemed like the perfect time to spend it.
Clem and Abby insisted that Betty stay for dinner and as Betty was helping her redheaded friend, she started to remember the good times that she and Abby had had together. While Abby was bending over the oven, Betty got a good look at her hot rounded ass cheeks in her overalls and she felt her mouth getting wet.
After all, it had been quite a while since she'd last tasted a pussy.
"Say, Abby, what would Clem think about the two of us getting it on?" Betty had to come out and ask. "I'm really horny."
"I don't think he'd mind. After all, that is how we met."
"What are you talking about?" Betty asked and Abby started to tell her all about Lily. Betty felt a little bad when she heard about how upset Abby had been after she and Fred started dating, she was even a little jealous of what Abby had going with Lily for a while. But overall, she was happy for Abby.
After all, she did have herself a hot looking husband. And Betty was sure that Clem was even a fantastic fuck. Now all she had to do was convince him to carry out her plan. During dinner, she just came right out and said it.
"Clem, there's a reason I came to see Abby today," Betty told him, just as he was eating a forkful of pork. "I want you and her to kidnap my niece."
"What?" he asked, almost spitting the food out. "Hey, Abby, what kinda friends do you have? I don't know if I like the idea of this."
"Why?" Betty asked. "It's not like I'm hoping she really gets hurt. I mean, I know that you two won't really hurt her, except for the kind of hurt that I want her to learn to love. Do you understand, Clem?"
He shook his head no and Betty wanted to think he was a real dope, but that shit-eating grin of his just made her melt a little bit.
She was trying to think of a way to explain things to him, but suddenly, Abby opened her mouth and said something.
"Clem, do you remember the first time we met, in the city? Do you remember when I came with my friend Lily and one of us was tied up and whipping the other one. You remember all those games, don't you?"
"I think but I'm not sure," he said and Abby started to laugh.
"Well, Betty and I could remind you, if you'd like us to," she said.
Clem then looked from his wife to Betty and he started to smile.
He started to think about when he'd met Abby and how impressed he had been with her sexually free attitudes. Of course, she was in the profession at the time and it would have been hard for her if she wasn't sexually free.
He had thought it was a kind of sophistication, too and he had found himself really falling head over heels in love with her.
And deep down, he'd always been thinking of asking her if she could do what she'd done the first time, so that he could watch it again. Sometimes when he'd fuck her he'd close his eyes and dream about the time that he saw her go down on another woman and how hot it had been to see her licking cunt.
He slid his chair back a little bit and as Abby looked over, she could see that there was a huge bulge in the front of his pants. She slid her hand there and squeezed it, then looked over at Betty and smiled.
"I think that Clem is willing to watch us going at it."
"I'm sure he is," Betty said. "But what I want to know, first, is if you'll do what I want you to do. If you'll kidnap my niece."
"But why?" Clem asked her.
"Because she's a lying bitch and I want her to become a sex slave. See, you two can keep her bound and blindfolded and you can work her over and made sure that she learns how to get off on being a slave. I can't explain all the reasons why I want her to be a sex slave right now, but I know that if she is, things between myself and her uncle will be much, much better."
"And Clem," Abby added, "Betty will pay us fifty thousand dollars."
Clem opened his mouth and then he let out a long, impressive whistle. Betty was quite sure that he would be willing to do what he wanted now.
He started to talk about how they could buy a new tractor with that money and all the other uses they could put the money to.
Betty, who had had enough to eat, slid her chair closer to Clem's and while he was still talking about the things that he would do, she moved her hand to his crotch. Of course, she did make eye contact with Abby, to make sure that it was all right with her friend and Abby nodded her head, approving.
"Come on, Clem, stop talking about that," Betty said. "You can think about the money later. Right now, I have to get a look at your pecker."
"You're gonna be quite surprised," Abby told her girlfriend.
And as Betty was pulling Clem's overalls down in the front, she started to think that if Abby was impressed with this dick, it had to be huge. After all, being in the profession that he and Abby had once been in, they'd both come across many dicks.
As Betty pulled his pants down past his crotch, she had to gasp. His dick was enormous. It was about the size of a policeman's club and when she looked at the come dripping from the slit, she licked it away.
Then she opened her mouth real wide and started to slide it down his cock shaft. She felt the way Abby was moving behind her and she could feel her pants being unsnapped and unzipped. Then Abby was pulling them down and Clem was leaning forward a little bit so that he could start to massage Betty's ass cheeks.
She had noticed that he was big all over, but she felt it once again when his hands touched her ass.
They were enormous. Her ass felt so tiny when she realized that one of his palms was able to cup almost both of her buttocks, completely.
He thrust his cock forward, into her mouth and she inhaled just in time to take the head of it in her throat. Even though her throat was open, she still wasn't all that prepared for the thickness.
Her throat felt like it had been ripped wide open and she kept thinking that Abby must be an incredible cocksucker now, having been with this dick so long.
She buried her nose in his blond pubic hairs, then felt Abby moving her mouth down to her cunt. Abby spread her cunt and started to lick her.
When Betty felt her friend's tongue flicking back and forth against her cunt walls, then making great contact with her clit, she started to come mildly. She sucked on Clem's prick even more eagerly as her orgasmic waves surged.
She flicked her tongue back and forth along the underside of the cock shaft, moving it all around the rim near thick head. She could tell by the way his body spasmed that he was real sensitive in that spot.
The more Abby ate her, the more turned on she was and she really put everything she had into sucking his cock. She cupped his balls with one of her hands and realized that they, too, were enormous, just like the rest of him.
Betty decided then and there that this had to be the biggest dick in the world, or at least the biggest cock she had ever laid eyes on.
She wanted to feel that cock exploding in her mouth and as she sucked on it, she started to think about why she was so eager. Not only was his cock a turn-on (and she thought that after just being with Fred for the last few years, any other cock would be a turn-on), but Abby was licking her.
Her cunt was being eaten by someone who really knew how to eat a pussy. Betty could feel Abby sliding her head between her legs, so that she could start to attack her cunt from the front. Betty's cunt lips were spread real wide and Abby began to open and close her lips around Betty's clit, while Betty's tongue worked fast on Clem's cock.
When she felt him starting to throb, she did think that her jaw was going to be ripped right open. His cock throbs made his cock seem so much fatter than it was and she was glad that he started to come soon.
He even pulled back and shot his load onto her tongue and she loved how it tasted. She held some of it on her tongue, too, even after she had sucked all of it from his prick and as she pulled her mouth away from his cock, she slid down Abby's body a little bit, pulling her cunt away from the woman's mouth.
She kissed Abby hard on the lips and when she pressed her tongue into the girl's mouth, she knew Abby could taste the come.
Abby started to suck real hard on Betty's tongue, in fact and they both hear Clem letting out a real pleasure-filled moan.
"Shit, you two girls look real hot," he said and when they stopped kissing and Betty looked up at him, she saw the way he had his huge fist wrapped around his dick and he was tugging away on his semi-hard shaft.
"Do you have any leather?" Betty asked her friend. "Because if you have anything I can tie you up with, Abby, I'd like to show you what I want you to do to Roni."
"Sure we got leather," Clem said. "I got horses and I got reins and all that shit. I got some leather straps in the bedroom, too."
"Oh?" Betty asked and she saw the way Abby blushed, just a little.
Clem got up to go get the straps and as he did, the two women started to kiss each other hard on the lips again. Abby slid her fingers into Betty's cunt and began to wiggle her clit back and forth and she could feel the way the cunt was spasming real hard as she fingered it. Then they stopped kissing, pulled apart and started to pull off all their clothing. And Betty was a little saddened then.
Because it had been years since they'd been with each other last and she noticed that Abby's body was not as tight as it used to be.
Then, when she looked down at her own body, she realized the same could be said about herself. Neither one was really heavy, but neither one could ever make it on the whore market now, because of how they aged.
Clem walked back into the living room and Betty was glad that while he was in the bedroom, he had stripped himself naked. She couldn't take her eyes off his huge prick and fat balls as he walked closer to her.
"Shit, you two look beautiful," he said and when he did say it, Betty felt a hundred times better. He was right. They were beautiful.
"Now, if you were going to keep someone tied up for a long time, like a few days or so, where do you think you would keep them?"
"We could tie her to that couch over there," Abby said. "Because there are two sofas in the living room and when we wanna forget about her, we can just push that one toward the wall, facing the wall. And push her out of the way."
"Great," Betty said and she felt a pleasure thrill run through her body. The idea of arranging this kidnapping was turning her on. It was one way of dealing with all the hate that she had for that bitch Roni.
She led Abby toward the sofa and it was really easy to tie her up, as Abby was a willing victim. She pulled both of her hands over her head and Betty started to strap them together with a thick piece of leather. Then she tied the end of it to one of the legs of the couch, so Abby couldn't pull her arms down.
She took another strap and tied one of Abby's ankles. She tied the end of that to the front leg of the couch and then she thought.
"My niece is a lying bitch," she told Abby and Clem. "She claims that she's a virgin, but -know she's been fucking like a bunny. That's why, if she'd kidnapped and sexually abused while she's being held, she won't be able to pull that shit with us anymore. So I wanted her legs to be spread."
"Easy enough," Abby said and she threw her other leg over the back of the sofa.
Betty clapped her hands, thinking that it was a great idea. She looked at Abby and then took a third leather strap.
She tied it to Abby's other foot, which was over the back of the ouch, then pulled the leather real hard and tied the end of it to the back leg of the couch.
"There, that's perfect. Clem, you could even fuck her, right?"
"Sure. I'd gotta squeeze in there, but I know I can do it."
"Let me see," Betty said and Clem laughed a little bit slyly.
"You just wanna see me fucking, don't you?" he asked her.
And there was some truth about that. Betty had even thought that she'd like him to fuck her, but she did want to see him fucking Abby first, just to make sure. After all, she knew that if Abby's cunt could stretch enough to take Clem, then hers could, also. But she did want to see him fucking Abby first, to make sure it was possible.
He was able to climb up on one leg of the couch and then ease his body between Abby's spread legs, to get his prick into her cunt.
He slid it in and out of her, just a few times and Betty could hear the way her friend was letting out long, wailing moans.
She watched him thrust for only a few minutes and then he pulled out of her. He had not come and his cock was still as hard as a rock. Betty slid her hand to it as he stood up off the couch and she smiled.
"Good. Now, Abby, this is what I'm going to want you to do with her," Betty said, as she climbed up on the couch. "But keep one thing in mind. I'm not going to blindfold you, but I do want you to blindfold her. All right?"
They both shook their heads yes. After all, if they didn't blindfold her, the girl would be able to recognize the two of them.
"Now," Betty said, getting into her role, "I'm going to turn you into a cunt-loving slave bitch. Do you understand me? I'm going to make you love to lick cunt and so learn how to lick it the right way."
When she moved her mouth down to Abby's pussy and started to lick her, she couldn't even go on at first. For she just got a little sample of the taste and then inhaled and the pussy odor surged through her nostrils.
It had been so long since she'd smelled cunt, that when the orgasmic rush came over her, it was just so intense. She started to come real hard and she had to pull her mouth away from Abby's cunt, to just try and catch her breath.
"Oh God, I can't believe how good that smells," she moaned softly.
And when she did catch her breath, she was able to move her mouth back.
She spread Abby's cunt lips, then slid her tongue right in. She felt the stiff clit with the tip of her tongue and began to wiggle it back and forth as gently as she could. And Abby started to play the game right.
"No, stop," she protested and Betty slid her hand up and slapped the woman across the face as hard as she possibly could.
Even Clem ended up gasping, because of the sound of the slap.
"Stop? You know you have to take it. How dare you tell me to stop. You're going to have to take it over and over again. You'll learn how good I can lick you and you'll be forced to lick me. And if it's not good, I can make you feel pain."
Betty bit into Abby's clit, hard, when she said that and the pain did shoot through her like crazy. She let out a low scream and Betty smiled.
Then she started to lick her more gently again, flicking her tongue back and forth against Abby's clit as fast as she could.
After making her come one more time, Betty stood up, then moved toward the other end of the couch. She spread her legs and when Abby stuck her tongue all the way out, anticipating the oncoming pussy, Betty had to laugh.
"Well, that's fine for now. But take my word for it, you won't get her to do that right away. You're into it, but she's not."
"Then Clem can always fuck her," Abby said and as Betty looked over at Clem, he pulled his hand away from his hard prick.
It was sticking straight out, so long, so thick, bobbing up and down.
As Betty started to lower her cunt down on Abby's face and Abby's tongue began to lick her like crazy, the blonde kept her eyes on her friend's husband.
Clem really was getting off on watching Abby lick her, Betty could tell. Without his even touching his cock, the shaft just kept twitching up and down. It also looked like it was throbbing quite a bit, as if he was going to come.
Then Betty leaned forward and began to eat Abby and she started to think that this was just like old times. She started to think, too, that she and Abby were doing something like this when she first met Fred. Of course, they'd been on a leather sling.
As Betty was lapping away at Abby's cunt and Abby was licking hers, she felt Clem's cock moving against her cunt lips from behind. She felt Abby pulling her tongue away just a little, to allow him to get it into her.
And as he started to slide it into her, she could feel the way her body was being stretched more than it had been stretched in a long time.
But she didn't really care. She did think that she might not have been able to put up with this had it not been for Abby's cunt and her mouth. For licking Abby's pussy was keeping Betty nice and turned on, as a cunt always had.
And having Abby sucking her clit while Clem's cock slid in and out of her cunt was also keeping her turned on, so she loved it.
When she felt him starting to throb, it didn't hurt her like it had in her mouth. His throbbing cock worked against her spasming pussy, so when he came, she heard him moan about how it felt like his come was being sucked out by a vacuum.
That made Betty feel real good about her hot spasming cunt.
Later, Clem asked if she wanted to spend the night and she decided that she would. She called home to say she was staying at a friend's and Roni answered the phone. So when Betty hung up, she was somewhat angry. The anger subsided when the farm couple told her they'd been talking and they would kidnap the girl.
CHAPTER SEVEN
When Roni hung up the phone, she leaned over and whispered in Bobby's ear.
"Yeah, she's not coming home tonight. I can't decide if I should tell Uncle Fred or not. He'll be home much, much later himself."
Bobby kissed her real hard on the lips and when he tried to slide his hand to her bikini panties, she managed to stop him.
"No, let's wait until later," she said to him. "Bill will be here soon."
"And he's bringing Marcy with him," Bobby said, licking his lips.
"Yes, I know. I want to talk to you about that, Bill. I mean, I know that you two have talked about watching me and Marcy doing it with each other, but I'm not quite sure if I'll be ready to do it with her yet."
"Look, honey, if it happens, it happens. We won't push anything."
Roni was quite relieved to hear that. After all, she and Bobby had talked about having this foursome right after they'd had their threesome.
But after the experience with her aunt, she wasn't sure if she wanted to do anything with a woman. That night was a night she would always remember.
She had been sleeping and dreaming about Bobby. And then she had felt something wonderful happening between her legs. She had really liked it and thought that she was just dreaming about Bobby when he started to fuck her.
But then the voice started to speak. She could not remember the exact words, but it snapped her right out of any daze she might have been in. Because it was not Bobby's voice, but a familiar, somewhat hateful-sounding voice.
The second she had opened her eyes she had wanted to scream, but it was not until she realized that her hands were bound and she couldn't push her aunt away, that she did open her mouth and scream as loud as she could.
She saw her uncle by the door and then heard the way her aunt was trying to get her to confess that she was not a virgin.
She was not going to say something like that in front of him. She did not want him to think she was some kind of a tramp.
She would always remember the way he had grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off the bed. He'd started to hit her over and over again, hard, with every intention of really hurting her. He kept calling her all these names, telling her she was a crazy bitch and when he stopped hitting her, Roni saw blood.
Her uncle had bloodied her aunt's nose and the red blood was dripping onto her flesh. He let go of her and she ran out of the room.
Then her uncle had moved closer to start to untie her.
Roni would always remember those few seconds of hesitation. And she would remember something else. He had wrapped a towel around his waist and she noticed that he was starting to get an erection under his towel.
When he realized that she was looking there, he quickly loosened the leather strap that kept her bound, but didn't even untie her all the way.
He left her to finish, now that she could and quickly left her room, flushing with embarrassment. That night, for the very first time, she had had a fantasy about her Uncle Fred. After all, he was quite a handsome man and she had seen more of him that night that she had ever seen of him before.
Because she was up and having trouble getting back to sleep, she closed her eyes and began to masturbate, sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt.
She thought about her uncle and not about Bobby. She thought about what it might feel like to have his cock sliding in and out of her body and when she started to come real hard, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
And ever since that night, she and her aunt had been having an even stormier relationship. Not that it had been any good to begin with, but things were so tense that one night at dinner, her uncle started to scream about the tension.
No one had even said a word, but she and her aunt had been looking at each other with such hate, that he had felt it all.
This evening, in fact, he had told her that he was going to go to the city and see a show and have dinner with some friends.
"I just have to get out of this house for a while," he said to Roni. "You do understand, don't you, honey? Whatever you and Betty have to work out with each other will be worked out if the two of you are alone."
And now, she knew that she was really going to be alone, because Aunt Betty was not going to be coming home for the night.
As she and Bobby sat snuggled up on the sofa, she decided that there was really no sense in waiting for Bill and Marcy to show up.
Bobby had quite a hard-on in his bathing suit. The tip of his prick was sticking out of the suit and she just leaned over, opened her mouth and flicked her tongue right against the cock slit. She licked away the come, then pulled the suit down more as she started to slide her lips all the way down his shaft.
She pressed her nose against his thick brown pubic patch and as she held his heated balls against her chin, she could hear him moaning.
She knew that he was feeling really good. She slid a hand to one of his nipples and started to pinch it and then she felt the way he began to thrust up and down, sliding his cock pole almost all the way into her throat.
He held the back of her head, to keep her from pulling back and he started to throb. But just then, the doorbell rang.
She pulled her mouth away from his cock and got up, looking back at him and smiling.
He yanked his suit back up over his hard-on and all it really did was cover the naked flesh. For the suit was tight and it was still quite obvious that he had a huge hard-on underneath it. Still, he didn't care if that showed.
When she walked back into the living room, she was followed by Bill and Marcy.
Marcy was a hot looking girl they all went to school with. She had jet black hair and real big tits that seemed to overflow almost out of her blouse. When she got a look at Bobby sitting there with his stiff bulge, she licked her lips.
She moved right over to him and began to slide her lips up and down along the bulge in his bathing suit. She opened and closed her lips around it, too, to add to the sensations she was already sending through him and he had to moan loud.
Roni was a little bit stunned at Marcy's forward action and Bill could tell. But he moved right up behind her and rubbed his crotch against her buttocks.
He slid both hands around and cupped her tits in their bikini top.
"Hey, Roni, let's not start getting jealous now. Marcy didn't mind when I told her that I made it with you and Bobby. So don't get upset that she's so eager to make it Bobby. Let her have fun."
"Mmm, you're right," Roni said, as she slid her hand behind her body, between his groin and her bikini covered buttocks. She started to massage the bulge she could feel in his pants and then she opened his zipper.
As she stood there, sliding her hand into his open fly, she wrapped her fingers around his cock shaft and began to massage it. She slid her fingers to the slit and felt some pre-come drops, then pulled her fingers away.
She licked the drops of come off and in their place, she left some spittle, so that when she slid her hand back, she was able to massage a somewhat lubed cock.
She slid her hand up and down his cock shaft, firmly, then started to pull it out of his pants, finally. She rubbed he head of it against her lower back, then rubbed it further down, near the crack of her ass, which was sticking out of the top of her bikini bottoms. And ever so slowly, she began to push the bikini bottoms down with his cock, rubbing it against her flesh the whole time.
Bill was still massaging her tits, but when he realized that she was about to bare herself below, he slid one hand down and helped her.
He pushed her bikini bottoms down with his one hand and his hand-guided prick and then he slid his fingers into her cunt.
As he looked over her shoulder, he could see the way that Marcy was now sliding her lips all the way up and down Bobby's shaft.
She was moaning real loud around the shaft and Roni thought it looked real hot watching another girl sucking her boyfriend's prick. She could see the way there was a hell of a lot of saliva on Bobby's shaft. Marcy had a wet mouth.
Then Roni guided Bill's prick down near her cunt. She leaned over a little bit, pressing her clit against his already probing fingers.
"God, you're soaking wet," Bill moaned. "I'm gonna slide my prick right up your cunt now and fuck the hell out of you."
"Great," Roni said. "Make it a long and satisfying one. After all, Bill, if you're going to do it, you might as well do it right."
It was not until they spoke that Bobby looked over at her and when they made eye contact, they smiled at each other. Roni licked her lips and Bobby licked his, then looked down at the hot black-haired chick sucking his dick.
He was just sitting back having himself one good blow-job and now that there was even a show to watch, he knew it was going to be even hotter.
Roni and Bill were the show and once she was aware of the fact that Bobby was looking at her and even getting off, she started to act a little bit more. She pulled her bikini top off and slid her fingers to her nipples.
"Oh yeah, fuck it," she moaned and when Bill pulled back a little bit, she pushed herself back, ramming her cunt right back over is cock shaft.
She could feel the way he was starting to throb pretty hard and she knew that it wasn't going to be a long fuck after all. That bothered her a little bit, as she did like a fuck that lasted for at least twenty minutes or so.
She tried to grab his ass cheeks to keep him all the way inside of her, but he managed to break free from her grip and he kept right on moving. His clit-tickling fingers were really making her cunt throb with the greatest pleasure.
Then she heard the way Bobby started to moan real loud.
She stopped looking at his face and started to concentrate on his cock. She was sure that she wouldn't get to see the cream shooting out, but she would know when he was coming, just by the way his cock looked when it throbbed.
When she saw the way the base was pulsing, then heard Marcy choking more than she had been choking a few seconds back, she couldn't believe it.
She thought it looked great and loved the way that it sounded, too.
She heard Bobby letting out the greatest kind of moan and she was so turned on by what she saw and heard, that she wasn't even thinking about what she felt. But when her turn-on became more physical and her cunt began to spasm in orgasm, she became aware of the hard throbbing dick in her cunt.
Just in time, too, because just as she thought about how great that was feeling, she felt him starting to shoot his load into her body.
Bill kept right on moving as he was fucking her and Roni could feel his come being smeared all over her cunt walls. She could feel the way his twitching dick was making her whole body surge with pleasure.
Her knees buckled a little bit, but he still had his fingers in her cunt and he managed to hold her so that she stayed standing on her two feet.
"Yeah, you two look so fucking hot," she heard her boyfriend say and when she looked at him again, she loved how his prick looked.
Marcy was still holding it in her mouth, but she had her lips back near the head of his cock. She was letting the come drip down the shaft and Roni got off on those thin white looking streams of cream. Before any one stream hit Bobby's pubic hairs or balls, Marcy's mouth was sliding right back down the shaft.
And she was sucking the come right back between her lips, then pulling her lips back to the head of his cock, only to let the come drip down again.
She did that a few times, even as his cock began to go limp and when he did lose his hardon, she still kept her head nestled between his legs.
Bill's cock stayed hard in her for a few seconds after he exploded and then he began to pull himself right out of her. She knew that even if he had stayed in deep, he still would have slipped out when he went fully limp.
She walked over to the couch and sat down near Bobby, just so she could rub her hand up and down his hairy chest.
She kissed him on the lips and the idea of her kissing him while his cock was in someone else's mouth, really turned Roni on a lot.
Then, she felt a hand on her thigh and when she stopped kissing Bobby and looked down, she saw the way Marcy was stroking her.
Marcy was running her hand up and down her thigh. She pulled her mouth away from Bobby's prick and moved her body a little bit, so that she could position herself between Roni's legs. At first, Roni was a little scared.
But Bobby turned his head and licked her ear a little bit, then cupped her tit.
Then she felt Bill sitting down on the other side of her body and he started to lick her other ear and massage her other tit. Marcy then slid her tongue down to Roni's cunt and started to lick the wet cunt lips.
"Now don't freak out, Roni," Bobby whispered in her ear, blowing hot air in, too to make sure that she stayed turned on. "Don't freak out. This looks real hot. Watching her eating your cunt looks so fucking hot, baby."
"It sure does," Bill said. "As you may have noticed, or are now starting to experience, Roni, Marcy has a hot mouth. And she's very oral, you know."
It was true. Not only was Marcy's mouth blowing hot super-hot air, but her tongue was wet and felt real plush. When she pressed it against Roni's clit, Roni could feel the way her body surged with pleasure heat.
Then Marcy slid her tongue in real deep, so that she could start to lick the come out of Roni's pussy. She licked the come that Bill had shot into her, then started to work on Roni's clit all over again.
Meanwhile, as Roni was most definitely getting off on the girl's tongue, she was also feeling real hot because of the two boys sitting on either side of her. She could feel their body heat surging into her body.
She loved having both ears licked and she also loved having both tits fondled, by to different people, so she could even compare their touches and get off on the touches of two men. Because they did it different ways.
She started to thrust her cunt up and down against Marcy's face and she looked down and saw the way the girl's tongue was still sticking straight out. She started to fuck herself with the tongue, thrusting her cunt up and down on it so that she could feel it working like a small prick.
"This will be hot to watch until we get hard again," Bobby said to Roni and when he did say that, he rubbed his cock against her hip.
That was when Roni decided what she was going to do with her hands. She slid one hand to Bill's cock and the other hand to Bobby's cock and though both peckers were limp, she held them firmly and even started to jerk them a little bit.
And she kept thinking that when they were both hard, she was going to want to suck one of them and maybe have the other one fuck her from behind. While Marcy kept on eating her pussy, because, yes, it did feel fantastic.
When Roni admitted that to herself, she felt kind of strange.
After all, she had freaked out when her aunt started to eat her. But then again, she did hate her aunt and didn't want Betty laying a fucking finger on her.
It was strange, she decided, because there was something lesbian about it. Even though she was getting off on the two men on either side of her body and the two limp dicks in her hand, she was getting off even more on the girl's tongue.
And having one girl getting another one off was definitely lesbianism.
It had always scared her to think that she might have some lesbian tendencies and when her body started to tense up and the boys obviously noticed that there was something wrong, they did their best to lick her and massage her and try to get her right back into the action. But it was her own working mind that did it for her.
It was her own mind that said: Hey, she's licking you, hon! You're not doing anything to her. Men lick you and now you're getting off on Marcy licking you. So there really isn't anything wrong with it. It would be something to freak out over more if I licked her and liked to freak out over more if I licked her and like it.
But as long as she's doing me, well, what the fuck? Go with it.
And she began to thrust herself up and down against that tongue, which, she decided, had to be the best tongue she'd ever felt in her cunt. As she felt her clit being wiggled back and forth and felt the tongue licking loads of cream off her cunt walls, she could feel the way a most powerful orgasm was starting to overcome her.
She closed her eyes and moaned loud as she reached her peak and she could feel the way Marcy's tongue did not stop working.
Obviously, Marcy was having herself one good time and there was no reason for her to stop. After all, she liked the taste of cunt and now that Roni was coming, Marcy had to be getting herself one of the best tastes of cunt ever.
Marcy kept her mouth there for a long time. And Roni started to feel the way the two pricks began to stiffen in her hand.
As Marcy pulled her mouth back, she looked up at Roni.
Then, the girl stood up and started to take off her clothing. It was only then that Roni realized Marcy hadn't even bothered to undress yet. She had first attacked Bobby's dick and then her cunt, but she hadn't taken off her clothing.
As she took off her blouse, Roni saw that she had nice tits, with big thick dark nipples. Her tits were a little smaller than Roni's own tits.
She wiggled her hips as she slid her jeans and panties down and Roni saw that Marcy had a nice trimmed pubic bush. The triangle was shaped perfectly and the hairs looked like they had all been clipped short.
When she was naked, she started to move closer to Roni. Then she began to climb up on the couch, as if to move her cunt to Roni's mouth.
"No," the girl said, as she shook her head back and forth. "No, no, I don't want to do this. I don't want to lick you. Stop it."
But Marcy continued to move her cunt closer and suddenly, Roni could feel the way both boys were gripping her wrists, real tight. She felt Bill's hand moving up right behind her head, starting to push her, to force her mouth to Marcy's cunt.
It was almost like she was a prisoner, being forced to do something against her will.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"You are being held prisoner here," she heard the voice say. "And while we have you here, we might force you to do things against your will. If you fight us, then you will be hurt. If you go with it, then ... "
"You still might be hurt," she heard the male voice say and then she could hear a kind of dumb hick laughter, which made her shiver.
And more than anything else in the world, Roni wished she could pull the blindfold off. That was impossible, however, what with her arms being bound tightly behind her back. She couldn't even pull them free.
She started to think about the event of the last few hours.
Or maybe even the last few days, she thought to herself. Because she had noticed this pick-up truck following her. The first day she had looked out Bobby's rear-view mirror as he'd been taking her home and she'd noticed it.
And why not? They lived in a somewhat posh neighborhood, with a lot of sports cars and caddys and Mercedes. So a pick-up truck sure stood out.
And the truck seemed to be following their car. She said something to Bobby, but he told her it was just her imagination.
Then, yesterday, when she had walked out of school, she'd seen it sitting right across the street, but she couldn't get a look at the people in it. And once again, when Bobby was driving her home, she looked up at the rear-view mirror and saw it.
She pointed it out to him again and he said maybe they were just taking something somewhere. Like deliveries or something. And it just so happened that they made them at this time of day.
This afternoon, the truck had not been outside of her school.
But as they'd pulled in near the gates, she thought she saw it parked outside of the estate, on the other side of the street. She didn't think much about it.
Bobby dropped her off and didn't bother to come in because Betty was home.
And after she'd been home for about ten minutes, Betty came over to her and in the sweetest voice possible, asked her if she'd be a dear and run out toward the rose bushes to pick some fresh roses.
"You know how much your Uncle Fred likes them," Betty had said. "And I'm sorry about all this tension between you and I. I think they'd liven up the dinner table tonight and make everything much more pleasant."
It sounded like garbage to Roni, but she happened to love roses, too and the bush near the gate had some roses in full bloom.
They were pink and Roni decided to go and pick a dozen.
While she was picking them, it happened. She felt someone moving up behind her and suddenly, a rag was being pushed over her face. She tried to breathe and when she did, she could feel her head starting to spin.
She didn't know what they used on her, but they did use a gas.
When she came to, sometime later (and she had no idea of how much later) she could feel the way her arms were bound behind her back and also the way there was a blindfold on. She was being taken for a bouncy kind of ride.
That was when she flashed on the truck. Any chic car wouldn't ride like the car she was in. And yes, she had seen that truck across the street from her estate. Whoever owned it had been following her for the last few days, with plans to kidnap her.
And it had happened, all because she had gone out to pick roses.
"Where am I?" she had asked and a female voice told her to shut up. When she asked again, she was slapped hard across the face.
So she had said nothing, but the ride seemed to be endless. When the truck finally stopped, she was pulled out the back and led toward what she imagined to be a house.
When she inhaled deeply, she could smell clean country air.
Now, they still had her standing in the room as they told her about how she was being held prisoner there and she was aching all over. Her hands felt like they hadn't had any blood flowing into them for days.
"Please, my hands ache," she said to the people she could not see.
"Shut up," the female said. "We just want to make sure that you understand things. You can scream all you want, but there's no one around to hear you. And you can try to pull free from my bonds, but I'm a pro."
"Why are you holding me?" she asked and there was a pause.
"For money, of course," the male voice said, but the pause made Roni think that maybe there was another reason. But what?
"Now, I'm going to untie your hands," the female said. "If you try to take that blindfold off, I'll cut both of your hands off. Do you understand?"
"Yes," the girl said. "Yes, I do. I won't try anything."
She was relieved to feel her hands being untied and she pulled them in front of her body and started to rub her wrists, rubbing the blood back into her hands. She heaved a sigh of relief, but suddenly, she was thrust back.
She felt herself landing on a couch, with a hard thud.
Then her hands were grabbed again, by hands that were enormous. She couldn't get over the size of them. She knew this had to be the man, even though she could not see him, for any woman with hands this large had to be some kind of a freak.
Her wrists were bound again, with a tight cord and then she felt a tugging on the cord. She didn't know what they tied the end of it to but when she tried to pull her hands down, she could not. They were tied securely above her head and there was no slack on the robe to enable her to pull them down.
Then, she felt a thick cord being wrapped around her ankle. And her leg was being pulled and stretched and she hurt like hell.
Her other leg was yanked over the back of the couch and another cord was tied around it and she started to think, at least they didn't strip me.
They tied me up and didn't strip me, so at least I'll won't be violated.
"There, good," she heard the woman say. "I don't think she's going to be able to get herself out of this too fast."
"No, she won't. She's trapped and there's nothing she can do."
"But we forgot to take off her clothing," the woman said.
"I didn't forget. I want to take it off with this."
She heard him laugh, but she didn't know what he was holding. Then, she felt the way her blouse was being unbuttoned, or rather, just parted. As if the buttoned had been ripped off or something like that. And when she felt the cold blade against her flesh as the arms of her blouse were being ripped, she gasped.
He was cutting her blouse off her body and she could feel the way he almost cut into her flesh with the super sharp blade.
He cut through both arms of her blouse and then he yanked the fabric and pulled it out from underneath her. She was wearing a bra that day, but it was pulled off in three simple slices. Her tits were exposed then.
She heard the way the man began to moan a little bit, then felt him sliding the blade in near the bottom of one of her pants legs.
She could feel the way he was cutting as more and more of her leg was exposed to the air and felt a cool breeze. He sliced through the second leg.
Then he yanked at her pants and they were no longer on her body.
"Look," he said to the woman. "Look at that. There seems to be a wetness right there. You can see a stain right there."
And as he said it, she knew that she was wet. She was not turned on, but there was something exciting about being this scared. And during the ride, her legs had been rubbing together and her cunt had just started to get wet.
He pressed his fingers down against her wet spot and even ended up pushing her panties into her cunt a little bit. Then, he pulled them all the way back and as he was stretching the fabric, she heard something.
He had sliced through them, two fast slices and when he yanked at them, he ended up pulling them right off her body.
She hated it. Because of the way her legs had been spread and tied, she knew that they could look right down at her bared cunt.
He even moved his hand down there and began to rub her.
"I don't think she's a virgin," he said to the woman and it surprised her that the man would even say something like that. What would make him think she was?
He started to slide his fingers in and out of her and then she felt the way he moved his mouth down to her cunt. His tongue was so wide and when he pressed it right up against her clit, she started to spasm mildly.
She couldn't believe that she was getting turned on, being bound and blindfolded, but she was. The actual physical touch was incredible and the more he wiggled her clit back and forth with his tongue, the more turned on she was.
She even started to thrust herself up and down against his face.
"This girl has done this before," she heard the woman say. "I believe she was wrong when she told us that there's a slight chance she's a virgin."
"If she is or she isn't, she isn't gonna be for long."
The man pulled his mouth away from her cunt and she heard the sound of clothing rustling. When he started to climb on the sofa, she knew that he had stripped himself, because she could feel the heat from his naked flesh.
It seemed to shoot out all over her body. He pressed his chest down against her heaving stiff-nippled tits and then she felt the cock.
"Oh God, no," she moaned. "Oh God, no, please. That'll kill me."
"That's what they all say the first time," he told her. "But you got a cunt and your cunt can stretch and you're gonna take it."
He rubbed his cock head against her cunt lips and as she felt the heated dripping, she started to moan softly and lick her lips.
She wanted to try and get into it, because she knew that it was going to happen, whether she wanted it to happen or not. How could she possibly stop it from happening? And hadn't the woman told her if she tried to fight back, she'd only get hurt more.
She even tried to concentrate on spreading her cunt walls to allow him to get into her. And then, she felt the cock moving in.
It was so much thicker than the other two cocks she'd felt thus far in her life, but because she was wet, there was no pain from any kind of friction. There was some pain from being stretched too much.
She bit her lower lip and she felt him sliding all the way into her.
As he held himself in deep, she could hear him moaning about how tight she was and Roni imagined that no matter what woman he might have been with, she had to seem tight. Even the widest cunt had to be tight with his cock.
He started to thrust himself in and out of her at a nice, steady rate and she could feel the way her clit was tingling.
Each time that he thrust in, her cunt spasmed and his cock spread her wide enough so that her spasms seemed to be really tight.
"Come on, baby, join in," he said to the woman and as he was fucking Roni, the bound, blindfolded girl heard more clothes rustling.
Then she could feel some heat moving near her head. Her head was resting on the arm of the couch and when she felt the heat of the thighs near her face, she knew what was going to happen. She could even smell the cunt getting nearer.
And she stuck her tongue right out, so that when the cunt moved down, her tongue was sliding right between those parted lips.
She tasted the wetness and as she felt more of it just flowing onto her tongue and down her throat, she moaned softly and her cunt even spasmed around his cock a little bit more. For the taste of cunt was a turn-on.
Of course, back when the two boys had been holding her and Marcy had been moving her cunt toward her face, Roni had almost freaked out.
The idea of being forced to do something like that bothered her and she kept trying to turn her head to the left and right. But she was not able to turn away from the approaching cunt. As it was forced against her mouth, she had heard Bobby telling her that there was nothing wrong with her licking another cunt.
He had started to tell her that she really owed Marcy that much, because Marcy had done such a good job licking her.
And that she shouldn't worry about being a lesbian. There was no way that she could be a lesbian, when she loved dicks as much as she did.
Those words, along with the actual taste and smell of the cunt in front of her, turned her on. So she had started to lick Marcy's pussy and she was amazed at how wet it could be. She'd started to move her tongue in as deep as she possibly could, flicking her friend's clit back and forth.
And after only a few seconds, the boys had let go of her. She had moved her hands back to their pricks, which were nice and stiff and giving off so much heat, that she was soon sucking cunt even more willingly.
But after a while, the position seemed to be too uncomfortable for Marcy, so the boys suggested that Roni lie on her back and Marcy sit on her face and that was exactly how things got started. For once Marcy was sitting on her face, Roni just started to lap away at her hot flowing pussy.
Then Marcy leaned over and moved her mouth down to Roni's cunt and while Roni kept eating Marcy, Bill began to fuck her from behind.
Roni had not only kept on licking that cunt, more and more willingly as each second passed by, but she also started to flick her tongue along the underside of Bill's prick as he was sliding it in and out of her.
Bill seemed to love that and he also liked it when Roni sucked on his balls for short periods of time. But she did only do it for short periods of time, because she was getting off more on the taste of the cunt.
And Bill's cock, after it was inside of Marcy's pussy, then back out, all covered with cunt cream and its natural cock flavor, sure tasted great.
Then she had felt Bobby moving between her legs and he'd raised her ass off the floor and moved his cock to her pussy.
He had started to fuck her while Marcy kept eating her.
All in all, it had been quite a foursome and the best part about it was that they were able to move out to the pool later, so they could get it on some more. And they did not have to worry about her aunt coming home, or even her uncle.
For of course, Roni knew that her uncle had an image of her - an image of her being quite young and virginal - and she did not want to do anything that might make him lose that image of her, that might anger him.
Now, she was anything but virginal. Of course, she didn't really have a choice, so she had to go along with what was happening.
She was licking the woman's cunt like crazy, not only getting off on the taste and smell of it, but also hoping that the woman might like what she did and change her mind about this kidnapping and free her.
And there wasn't any question about the cock, once her cunt got used to its enormous size.
Once her walls had spread and had adjusted to his thickness, it was easy for her to get right into it, because his body was giving off a lot of heat and he was, when it came right down to it, a hot fuck.
She did kind of wish that her hands hadn't been bound.
It would have been better for her if she could have played with his chest, plucked at his nipples, rubbing her tits, too.
"Yeah, this is one hot fucking cunt," the man moaned. "I don't know how long I'm going to be able to hold back from coming."
"She also loves to eat cunt. I don't really understand this."
"What don't you understand?" the man asked her and Roni listened, because she wanted to know what was going on.
She thought she might find some clue as to why she had been kidnapped.
"She's into everything already. How do we make her a sex slave when she already seemed to be into the things we're doing?"
The man didn't answer and Roni imagined that he might have just shrugged his shoulders. She also wondered why would anyone want to make her a sex slave? For what purpose? And then she thought about her aunt.
She thought about that night when she had been bound and her aunt had done it while she'd been sleeping. There was something slave-like about that whole scene.
She felt the way the cock started to throb inside of her cunt and she knew that he was not going to be able to hold back much longer. If there was any doubt in her mind, when she heard him moaning to the woman, telling her that he was going to be coming real soon, Roni prepared herself for it.
She sucked on the woman's clit real hard, almost like it was a security pacifier or something, because she needed it as the cock started to throb hard inside of her, stretching her cunt almost to the point of more pain.
Then he started to thrust even faster and she felt the cream shooting right into her cunt. Her nipples began to throb and she had trouble breathing with that cunt right over her face. Her panting must have let the woman know, because she pulled herself back and gave Roni the chance to breathe.
The man kept on coming in her for a while and even after he finished shooting, he stayed inside of her. The woman moved her cunt back over Roni's face.
She licked the woman for a while and when the man finally pulled out of her, the woman pulled away from her.
"That was good, but it can be better," she said. "You'll have to learn how to lick me better if you want to leave here alive."
"But I did it as well as I could," Roni said and suddenly she felt something cracking down against her flesh, really hard.
She knew what it was. The woman had just lashed her with a leather strap. The stinging sensation lingered for only a few seconds and then she started to tingle. When she did, she moaned softly and the woman laughed.
She heard them leaving the room and when she heard them talking later, from some other room, the voices were as low as they could be.
But there was no other noise in the house and she could hear a few words. She didn't really catch everything that they said, but she was so sure that she heard the woman mentioning a name she was familiar with.
She was so sure that she heard the woman say something about Betty ...
CHAPTER NINE
"You don't seem to care too much about this at all, do you?" he asked her, as she sat across from him at the table, eating.
"I care as much as I possibly can, Fred," she said. "You know how much the two of us got along to begin with. So how can I care so much?"
"You fucking bitch," he said to her and he really wanted to slap her across the face, but just then, the doorbell rang.
When the butler came into the dining room, he announced that it was the detective coming back to see them again. The handsome blond man stepped into the room and as he smiled at Betty, she smiled back.
Fred noticed the way her face seemed to light up when she saw him.
His name was Henry Harris and he had been on the case since Roni had been kidnapped. That had been three days back and this afternoon, he was looking much more hopeful than he usually did. He sat down at the table and did have something to eat when Betty asked if he'd like to join them for lunch.
He started to tell them about Roni's boyfriend, Bobby.
He had gone to see the boy last night and when they had talked, Bob' remembered something about a truck. He remembered Roni being somewhat suspicious about seeing this truck parked across the street from her school and even following her.
Fred looked right at Betty when the detective said that and he noticed the way she started to get a little bit tense.
'The boy said that he thought it was some kind of a farm truck."
"I see," Fred said. "So chances are good that she's being held on some kind of a farm. But that doesn't help us at all, does it?"
"No," Harry said to the man. "But this does. Bobby remembered some of the license plate number. He's not sure about the last digit. But he says that he is absolutely positive about the first three. So we have a choice of ten other numbers."
"Well that shouldn't be hard to trace, should it. We can trace all those plates and find the one that's on a truck."
"It'll take a while. The police have so many tracers out."
"I can have it done in a matter of hours," Fred said. "When you have money, you usually end up having some good connections. Excuse me for a couple of minutes and I'll make a couple of phone calls."
And he left the dining room, knowing that he was leaving that cat-like wife of his with a man that she obviously had the hots for.
When Betty was alone with Harry, she slid her hand over to his.
"I want you to know that we appreciate everything that you're doing."
"Yes, I'm sure," he said to her and he felt the way she was rubbing the back of his hand with her fingers, almost as if she was coming on.
Then she pulled her hand away and stood up. She asked him if he had seen their pool, and if he might be in the mood for a dip.
It was a hot, muggy day and when he stood near the pool, he sighed.
"I wish I had my suit. Then I could really feel refreshed."
"Well Fred has some extra ones in the cabana. Go put one of his on."
He smiled at her and nodded his head, then walked into the cabana.
She stood outside for a few seconds and started to think about how long it would take him to take off his jacket, shirt and pants.
And she timed it perfectly, because when she walked in, he was standing there in the nude, just getting ready to pull his suit on. He had a nice strong looking body, at least ten years younger than her husband's.
He seemed to be shocked when she stepped into the cabana.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were finished," she said, but he saw the way she was looking at his cock shaft and he began to stir.
Betty was, after all, still one hot looking lady. When she saw his cock starting to rise, she moved right over to it and reached or it. She grasped it firmly, then started to slide her hand up and down his shaft.
She could feel the heat emanating from the cock shaft and when he moaned a little bit, she got right on her knees and started to suck him.
"But what about your husband?" he asked her.
But she didn't think that he would mind and she didn't want to pull her mouth away from his cock for even a few seconds to tell him as much.
Because she and Fred hadn't made it in the longest time. They hadn't made it with each other since the night that he caught her tying up Roni. The only time she had gotten it on since that night had been when she went to see Abby and Clem.
So she was horny as hell and she had been attracted to Harry from the first moment she laid eyes on him. She had lusted after him and now that she finally had his cock under her control and his cock was rock hard, she was going to make him come.
The only thing was she wanted him to come in her cunt, too.
"How many rounds can you usually go?" she asked him, pulling her mouth away from his cock for a matter of seconds. "How many rounds?"
"I don't know," he told her. "It depends on how turned on I am."
"Well, I want to suck a load from you and then I want you to fuck me."
"Fine. I can do that," he said and she sucked his cock right back between her lips, sliding her lips up and down the shaft.
She flicked her tongue along the underside of his cock and after only a few more seconds of skilled sucking, she felt him starting to throb.
She knew, for sure, that he was going to come then, for she could also smell the way his pubic patch was starting to get that musky odor. He was sweating more and more and his throbbing cock exploded in her mouth.
She sucked out every last drop of his cream and then she slid her lips all the way down his shaft, holding the entire cock between her lips. She felt his heated balls rubbing against her chin and liked how that felt.
Then she pulled her mouth back and stood up. She untied the top of her halter blouse and it fell away in front, exposing her large tits. Then she slid out of her shorts and panties and she heard him letting out a low moan.
He moved his fingers to her cunt and began to play with her.
"I don't know if this is right," he said. "Your husband can be out here any second, looking for us. I don't think he'd like this."
"Nonsense. He knows I'm hot for you. We've talked about it. He told me that he wouldn't mind it if I got it on with you."
It was a lie, but he didn't have to know that. It was the kind of lie, she knew, that would make him feel more relaxed.
"But there really isn't any time for you to eat me, as much as I'd get into it," she said. "So just fuck me now, up against the wall."
She loved the wooden walls of the cabana and as she backed up against it, she saw him moving closer to her. His hard cock was sticking straight out and when he slid it near her cunt lips, she wrapped her arms around his neck.
She lifted herself up a little bit and as he pressed her back against the wall, she locked her legs around his buttocks.
Then he started to thrust his cock in and out of her.
She could feel the way his heated cock shaft was making great rubbing contact with her clit and she started to moan when she felt her clit throb and then her cunt spasm like crazy. She moved her lips to his and kissed him hard, pressing her tongue into his mouth. He sucked on it and that turned her on, too.
She felt the sweat from his chest as he pressed it against her tits. Her whole body was bursting with sweat now, too. She also felt it on his ass and she was having trouble keeping her legs gripped tightly, because they kept sliding all over.
When he began to throb inside of her, she felt the way her cunt spasmed real hard around his prick. She knew that he was not going to be able to hold back and thought that it could have gone on just a little longer.
But it was ending. He was starting to come inside of her and she closed her eyes and thought about the taste of Abby's sweet pussy.
She thought about how much she loved it when Abby sat on her face and ate her and her cunt began to spasm real hard around his cock shaft. As she felt her cunt walls gripping his cock, she knew that he was getting turned on. She felt his hands sliding to her buttocks, arid as he slapped them a little bit, her cunt began to spasm around him some more.
But then, ever so slowly, he pulled himself out of her and she slid her feet back down to the floor so she was standing and leaning back against the wall. He took a few steps back and looked at her rather shyly.
Then he slid into the bathing suit and walked out of the cabana.
He jumped into the refreshing water, which was even more refreshing after this hot fuck he'd just been involved in. When he surfaced, he could see Fred coming out from the house and he looked toward the cabana.
Betty was just coming out, looking soaked from sweat.
"Hi, hon," she said, waving to her husband. "We decided that we were going to have ourselves a swim, because it's just too hot outside."
And he did nod his head, but as he looked at her, then back at Harry, he knew. It was so damn obvious. And he was thinking, she really is a whore at heart. She was a whore when I met her and she still is.
She jumped into the pool and when shy surfaced, he could see Fred bending down near the edge of the pool, talking to Harry.
When they both looked at her, she could feel a chill run through her body. They were looking at her, almost as if they knew.
Harry finished his swim, then went into the cabana to change back into his clothing. There were towels inside for him to dry himself off.
When he came back out, he and Fred walked to the front door and Fred showed him out. Then he came back to the pool, to talk to Betty.
"So," he said, as he stood near the edge of the pool and she floated on her back, "tell me, was he a good lay, Betty?"
"Yes," she said to him. "One of the best I've had in some time."
"I guess anything is better than what you've had," he said. "I'm sorry I'm not fucking you as much as you like to be fucked. But you've been such a bitch recently that thinking about fucking you turns me off instead of on."
He could see that he had hurt her by saying something like that, but he didn't really care. He did not like the way she was dealing with this kidnapping. She didn't seem to care at all about Roni and he was suspecting why.
"What about the license plates?" she asked him.
"You would like to know about that, wouldn't you?" he asked her and she tried to act like she didn' know what he meant.
For the next half an hour or so, she stayed in the pool, because he was sitting on a chair near the side and she was scared to get out. Then he stood up and went into the house and she got out of the pool as fast as she could.
She wrapped herself up in a large towel and walked into the den.
She closed the door as quietly as she could and then she picked up the telephone and dialed. She let it ring twice, hung up, then dialed again.
"Yes, Betty," Abby said, when she picked up the phone.
"How are things going there?" Betty asked her.
"Very good. But I'm telling you, she doesn't have to be taught to be a sex slave. She is quite willing. Of course, I wonder how willing she would be if she wasn't bound. But because she is, she's been going along with everything we've done."
"That's good," Betty said. "'But I've called you about something really important. Look, they figured out that the truck was yours and they have the license plate numbers. Now you have to change your plates, fast."
"Oh, God. And I thought you said we weren't going to get into any trouble."
"You won't. You won't. Take my word for it."
"All right. But keep me informed as to what's going on," Abby said.
When Betty hung up the phone, she turned and started to leave the den. But suddenly, the door opened and Fred was walking into the room. He had his hands behind his back and he had a wicked smile on his face.
"Interesting conversation, Betty," he said to her. "I was wondering when you were going to make the call. And you made it, sure enough."
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said to him and suddenly he pulled his hands out from behind his back and when he raised one hand, she could see that he was holding a thick leather whip in it.
He lashed it right out at her flesh and because all she had on was a bathing suit and a towel, she felt the hard cutting sting.
He moved closer to her and he pushed her down on her knees in front of him. Then he took the leather whip and started to wrap it around her neck. He pulled it as hard as he could, until he heard her choking.
"Now where are they holding her?" he said, in an angry tone. "I want you to tell me where they're holding her. Because if you don't, then I'm going to see to it that your fucking ass is thrown in jail. Along with your friends. But if you do tell me, we'll just forget all about his little incident, all right?"
She could not inhale at all. He had pulled the leather too tight and she had gasped and in doing so, had exhaled a lot of her air.
And she could not inhale to take in more air. Her eyes even started to bulge out of her head a little bit and he could see it.
"All right, I'll tell you," she said to him and she started to tell him where the farm that they owned was located.
When he heard her, he smiled. Then he pulled his dick out of his pants and as he let her breathe more, he rammed it into her mouth.
He wasn't even hard when he first shoved it into her mouth, but he was furious and he fucked her hard, with a great deal of anger. Each time that he rammed it into her throat he could hear her choking on it.
"Yeah, you love this, don't you?" he asked her. "You do love it, right?"
She shook her head up and down and he began to smile.
"And I believe that you arranged this whole thing for one reason only. So that she could become a willing sex slave. But who do you want her to serve, bitch? Do you want her to serve you, or do you want her to serve me?"
Of course, she could not answer with his cock in her mouth, but as he asked her, she could feel tears streaming down her cheeks.
A few seconds later, she felt his cock starting to throb in her mouth. But he didn't even come in her mouth. He pulled himself out and jerked himself off, the come landing all over her face and her hair and her neck.
Then he stuffed himself back in his pants and before she even knew it, he was gone. He stormed out of the den and a few seconds later, she heard the revving engine of his sports car, starting up, then fading in the distance.
CHAPTER TEN
And as he drove, he could not stop thinking about his niece.
He started to remember when his brother was still alive, when he girl was young and how pretty she was. He would go visit his brother and sister-in-law and they'd sit there watching little Veronica playing.
She was such a lovely little girl and his brother had told him she would be a sensational looking woman when she grew up.
She would be the kind of woman that men would kill for.
And she had turned into a stunning young girl. Fred had often had fantasies about what it would be like to make love to her.
But each time he thought like that, he would think about the fact that she was his niece and he couldn't do something like that with his niece.
Also, he had believed she was virginal, only because he wanted to believe it. He was sure that this couple who were holding her were not the first to make it with her. She was very close to her boyfriend, Bobby.
He kept his foot pressed down on the gas pedal and he arrived at the small town in a matter of hours. Then he asked how to get to the farm and as he started to drive there, he realized that this really was an out of the way place.
He saw the farm about five hundred yards away, located in the middle of nowhere and as he got closer, he decided to walk it. He did not want them to hear him pulling up, because then they might try to run.
As he walked toward the farm, he didn't see anyone around.
Then he looked in the window and he could see her, bound and naked on the sofa. She looked somewhat scared, but along with that scared look was one of lust. For her body was red and looked like it enjoyed the sex.
He saw the woman sitting on the other couch, watching Roni.
And suddenly, he remembered her. She had been a whore with Betty, he recalled. He had hired Betty and another girl and this was her. Oh, it had been many years back and the blonde had aged a little bit, but it was still her.
He walked to the front door and he knocked on it. When she opened it up, she opened her mouth to gasp and he immediately put his hand over her mouth.
He dragged her out onto the porch and he talked low.
"I don't want her to hear me yet," he said. "I don't want her to know I'm here."
"How did you find us? Did Betty tell you? Don't send us to jail. Please, Fred, don't send us to jail. It was really all Betty's idea."
"I'm not going to send you to jail," he said. "And yes, Betty did tell me. But that was because I was strangling her. I would have killed her. Now tell me, who else is here with you keeping her captive?"
"Just me and my husband," she said and he started to smile.
"Good. I'm going to pretend to be your husband. And if you ever tell her that it wasn't him, I will press charges against you. Now play along with me."
And the two of them went into the house. As soon as they were inside, he could smell the strong arousing odor of sex. It seemed to be coming from the walls.
"Did you have a long day?" Abby asked him. "I know how you're usually hyped up after being out working all day. Honey, why don't you fuck the bitch?"
He didn't say anything. Instead, he started to take off all his clothing and then he moved to one end of the bed, so he could look between her spread legs.
He looked at her spread cunt lips and he felt the way his cock began to twitch more and more. Then he climbed on the couch between her legs.
As he slid his cock into her, he could feel the way pleasure began to overtake both of them. He couldn't believe how terrific it felt to be inside of her and when he thrust all the way into her, he held himself there.
He felt her cunt spasming hard around his cock shaft and he could even feel the way she wanted to lock her legs around his ass, but they were bound and she could not.
When he saw the way Abby had stripped off her pants and panties, he liked the way she looked. Then she moved right over Roni's face.
Before Abby's cunt was even close to her tongue, Roni stuck it out real far and it moved right into Abby's pussy.
He was so surprised. He could not believe that his niece would eat cunt so willingly, but it sure as hell turned him on to watch him doing that.
He remembered how he had first been turned on by Betty and Abby and as he thought about it, he could feel his cock throbbing inside of his niece's cunt. He held back, trying not to come and he managed to keep from shooting.
He held himself all the way inside of her as he watched her flicking her tongue in and out of Abby's cunt, licking her quite skillfully. He could see the way Roni knew how to make direct contact with Abby's clit, even though she could not see it.
She could only feel it, but her tongue was flicking back and forth against it and Abby's cunt seemed to be getting wetter by the second.
When Abby started to come real hard, Roni's cunt spasmed around his cock nice and hard and he knew that Roni was getting off on the cream. It reached a point where her spasms were so tight and were occurring at such a steady rate, that he thought he was going to come without even moving.
So he pulled back, so that just the head of his cock was between her cunt lips.
Then, after he felt her cunt stop spasming so much, he started to slide it in and out of her all over again, as fast and as hard as he could.
He loved the feeling of his flesh slapping against her and when he felt the way she began to thrust up and down against him, he moaned. She was really into it and he was into it even more than she was.
He looked up at Abby for a second and he could see the way she was looking down at him, almost as if she was proud and happy to see him working over his niece this way. She even licked her lips a little bit.
He started to throb real hard inside of her and when he began to explode, Roni let out a very pleasing moan. She pulled her mouth away from the cunt she was licking and she whispered, letting him know that she wished his cock could be in her all the time.
He felt back when she said that, because he had done it this way for a reason.
Fred thought that it really might hurt her emotionally if she knew he made love to her. He didn't think that she was such a strong girl and he was sure that she would not be able to accept the fact that he had made love to her.
So he slowly pulled out of her cunt and started to get into his clothing.
Then, when Abby was dressed, she led him out onto the porch. Once again, he whispered and he told her that he didn't want her to say anything.
"Just leave right now because I'm going in and I'm going to untie her. And I want her to think that I just happened to find her. Nothing will happen to you and your husband. But don't ever cross me in any way."
"No, I won't," she said. "Thank you, Fred. Thank you so much."
And she ran out to the field feeling really happy about things. He couldn't understand why, but then again, he had no idea of the fact that Betty had paid them fifty thousand dollars to carry out this little scheme.
He just shoved the door open and screamed out her name.
"Roni, I've found you," he said to her. "I'm so glad that I found you."
"Uncle Fred? Is that you? Is it? Uncle Fred, is it really you?"
He moved right over to the couch and pulled off her blindfold. He could see tears of joy in her eyes and he kissed her on the cheek.
Then he started to untie her and neither one said anything about the fact that he had gotten a look at her all spread and tied.
He found a jacket that he could throw over her and he led her toward his car. As they were walking, she clung to him.
"How did you find me?" she asked him and he shook his head.
"That makes no difference. I found you. That's all you have to know."
He held the car door for her and she got in. Then he got in and he started to drive away, taking her back to his estate.
As he drove, she slid a little bit closer to him and put her arm on his shoulder. She moved her lips to his cheek and kissed him gently, then slid her hand right down his chest and let it rest on his stirring crotch.
"Roni, what do you think you're doing?" he asked her. "Stop it."
"Oh come on, Uncle Fred. You just saved me, so I owe you something."
"No, this isn't right," he said to her, even though his growing cock seemed to think otherwise. As she kept her hand there, he was getting fully hard.
"But it was right for you to come in and fuck me?" she asked.
And when she did ask that, she could see a look of shock on his face. She started to think about that last fuck back at the house.
She had known it was someone different. She had known that the man fucking her was not the same man who had been fucking her all these other times. She had known because the cock was not the same.
Of course, she had no idea of whose cock it was at the time. She had just thought that they were letting others fuck her.
No one had a cock as big as the one that had been fucking her for the last few days, though as it had been happening a short while back, she'd thought that the fucker was still pretty good. He was turning her on a hell of a lot. "
When her uncle came and saved her minutes later, she knew. There was no doubt in her mind and if there was, then his responding to her massaging hand was enough to let her know that it had been him after all.
She started to pull his zipper down and then she reached into his pants and pulled his cock right out. She looked at it and smiled.
"Yes, this is the one," she said to him. "You still smell like you've just been fucking and you've just been fucking me. Honestly, Uncle Fred, I didn't know it was you at first. But I didn't think it was the man who was with that woman before."
"That man was her husband," he moaned, as he got into the gentle massaging of his cock. "I know who those people are."
"Did they demand money, or what?" she asked him, but he didn't answer her question.
"Let's just forget about this," he said. "It's all over."
"Not quite. There are still some things that have to be done," she said and she managed to slide her head between the steering wheel and his lap.
She moved her mouth right down to his cock shaft, opening her mouth as wide as she possibly could. She flicked her tongue back and forth along the underside of his shaft as she sucked on him as hard as she could.
She held his balls in her hand and felt then-heat and when she moved her mouth all the way down his shaft and held him in her throat, she knew that he was loving it. His cock head was spasming against her gagging throat.
He was loving it and he knew that the two people had done what they'd set out to do. He knew that they had turned her into some kind of sexual slave.
Perhaps she was not a slave in the sense that she wanted to be dominated and beaten, but she was a slave in the sense that she needed sex.
He could tell, by the way he was being sucked off. He could feel her tongue working like crazy and when he started to throb, she pulled her mouth away from his cock for a while and watched it bob up and down.
"I hope you don't mind my doing this," she said to him. "I probably wouldn't be doing it if you hadn't made it with me. But don't ever feel guilty about that, Uncle Fred, because I can't even begin to tell you how long I wanted it."
"You wanted me to make love to you?" he asked her and she nodded.
She ran her tongue over her lip and then she moved it right back to his cock shaft.
As she was sucking him, he started to think that maybe he and Roni and Betty would be able to get into some hot threesomes. Of course, he knew that he could get Betty to do it and knew that she wanted to.
Of course, he doubted that Roni would want to let Betty tie her up.
But suddenly, he realized that Betty was into being tied up sometimes and he smiled when he thought that Roni could tie Betty up. He was quite sure that Roni would want to tie Betty up and abuse her a little bit.
And Betty could not refuse, he knew. Because now he really had something over her.
He was going to call Harry Harris and tell him that the case was solved and that he had found his niece. He was going to tell the man that he didn't want anything to happen to the people who took her.
And then he was going to tell Betty that if she ever stepped out of line again, he would have her arrested. Even ten years from now, if she stepped out of line, he was going to have that bitch thrown in jail.
He started to think about the kind of slave he could turn his wife into, having something like this over her and when he did, his cock began to throb really hard in Roni's mouth and he could hear her sucking harder.
He knew he was not going to be able to hold back too much longer and Roni knew when he was ready to come. She pulled her mouth back to his cock head and started to flick her tongue back and forth against his piss slit, just as he was getting ready to shoot off. She felt the cream landing on her tongue.
And as she did, she knew that life with her uncle was "going to be different from now on. Before, it had been good. Now it was going to be fantastic.
When they got back to the house, her aunt was standing there waiting for her, with open arms. Roni looked at her uncle and when he smiled, she realized that he wanted her to play a kind of game. So she hugged her aunt back.
Later, her uncle asked her to come to her bedroom. She could see her aunt sitting there, smiling rather devilishly. She held a leather whip.
"We thought that it's time for you to play with us," he said to Roni and she felt a little scared as her aunt stood up and began to move closer to her.
The woman raised the whip, but suddenly, her uncle grabbed her arm. He twisted it behind her back and when she dropped the whip, he told Roni to pick it up. Then, he whispered in his wife's ear.
"Darling, you don't understand. You're the slave this time."