Amber swallowed nervously as she walked up the stairs. She was late coming home from school. And after having been grounded by Daniel just the other day too. He always seemed to be angry at her, and she was always doing something to screw up. She did try to be good, at least, she thought she did, but something always seemed to happen.
She pushed the door open and stepped inside, closing it slowly and quietly behind her. Daniel had been unemployed for almost a year now, and perhaps that was what made him so angry at her.
Of course, he didn't spend much time or effort looking for work, spending all his time on the couch watching TV, but still, she guessed it must be hard on him. At least, she'd heard it could be hard on people who were unemployed. She sighed unhappily. Sometimes she wished her mother would just tell him to go away.
Amber had no idea what she saw in the man, or why she seemed to dote on him so.
"Where the hell have you been, you slut?"
She gulped and cringed back against the door, eyes widening.
"Uhm, I uh, I missed my bus," she squeaked.
He got off the couch and moved towards her, clad only in his pajama bottoms. He hadn't shaved today, and clutched a can of beer in one hand.
"I told you, you were grounded!"
"I uh, I know, Daniel," she gulped.
"That means coming home right after school!"
"I did! I mean, I would have if the bus...."
He swung his hand and slapped her across the face. Her books went flying and she reeled back against the wall, stunned.
"You lying little whore!" he shouted. "You expect me to believe that shit?! You're out with some goddam boy, aren't you?"
"No!" she whimpered. "I wasn't! The bus came early!"
"You lying bitch!"
He grabbed her hair and yanked her away from the wall, ignoring her yelp and whimpers as he pulled her into the room.
"I give an order, I expect you to obey it," he hissed, throwing her forward so she stumbled and fell against the sofa.
"But I diiiiid," she whined.
"Bout time! taught you a lesson, girl," he sneered, slamming his can down on a table.
He went up to the trembling teenager and his eyes flicked down to her slim waist. His hands gripped the buckle of her belt, and, as she blinked in surprise, and sniffled back tears, he undid it, then ripped the belt out of its loops, jerking her around and almost spinning her as he pulled it free.
He folded it in his hand and swung the doubled up belt against his other hand as he looked at the frightened girl.
"Now you're gonna bend over the couch and learn some discipline," he growled.
"But ... but ... but Daniel," she gasped. "I didn't...."
"Do what you're told!" he roared.
She jerked back, crying out in alarm and fear, then, trembling, she turned away from him and bent over the back of the sofa a little bit.
"I ... I tried to come home on time," she pleaded. "It wasn't my fault the bus came early!"
"Shut up and drop your pants."
"Wha ... what?" she gasped.
"You heard me, you little whore."
"But ... but Daniel...."
"Do what you're told!" he yelled.
Her sniffles turned into sobs as she unclipped the front of her jeans, then slowly shoved them downwards. Her skin flushed in embarrassment as she exposed her panty clad buttocks, and her hands trembled as tears filled her eyes.
"Hurry up, you whore!"
He gripped the back of her neck and shoved down hard, bending her way over, then his other hand gripped the back of her pants and yanked them down around her knees. To her shock, he then grabbed her panties and jerked them down too.
She wriggled and tried to grab at them but he twisted his hand, pulling her hair sharply, and making her cry out in pain.
"Put your hands down on the sofa!" he ordered. "Go on. Do what you're told, bitch!"
She sobbed in misery and humiliation as he jerked her panties down to her knees too, then let go of her neck and stepped back. A moment later she heard a swishing sound, then something cracked against her round buttocks.
A split second later a blast of pain made her cry out, and made the tears pour from her eyes as her body shook and trembled. Again the belt lashed down across her round ass cheeks, sending another white hot blast of pain into her body.
She sobbed piteously, her ass burning as the belt descended again and again and again on her poor bare ass. The pain seemed to fill the entire world, burning and tearing at her as the belt continued to lash across her upturned buttocks.
She felt ashamed at him looking at her naked ass like he was. It wasn't like he was even her father, or even her step-father. He had only moved in with her mother last year, not married her.
Far more than the shame, though, the pain tore through her. Amber was a sweet, gentle girl, who was seldom exploded to any real anger, let alone pain. Her parents had never used a belt on her, nor even really found cause to punish her.
Nothing she did ever seemed to please Daniel, though. She thought it was dreadfully unfair of him not to believe her. How could she be blamed if the bus came early. Why wouldn't he understand?
* * * * *
Of course Daniel didn't really care. He punished her because he could, because he was working his way up to control, control of her like he had of her mother. Daniel didn't work because he didn't want to work, and though Paula, Amber's mother, made decent money as an executive secretary, he wanted more.
And this little bitch was, he thought, the way to get it. It had taken him time to get Paula to the point where she was wrapped around his little finger.
Now he was pretty sure he could take care of this one.
The methods would be different. For Paula, he used flattery and just the right amount of criticism. He flattered her looks constantly, making her preen and smile. But he criticized almost everything she did, to the point where she was so uncertain of herself she asked him what to do about almost everything.
by now she was so in love with him, so unable to do without him, and so sure that he was a wonderful man who could do no wrong, that he felt confident she wouldn't interfere as he brought Amanda up the way he figured she should have been.
Unlike her mother, Amanda wasn't at all smart. There was no way she was going to get a good-paying job as an executive secretary. She was lucky to get the occasional C in her report cards. Mostly she got Ds and Fs.
She was however, a gorgeous looking piece of ass. He'd noticed that the first time he'd set eyes on her. She had a sweet, heart shaped face with a tiny snub nose and full, sensuous lips. Her eyes were wide and green, and innocent, or perhaps, vacant, he sniggered.
Her hair was thick, rich mahogany, and tumbled over her shoulders and halfway down her back in waves of light, wavy curls.
She had a body that just wouldn't quit. Her breasts were full and firm and round, a pair of thirty-eight D cups that he was just drooling to get his mouth and hands on. She had a slim, tiny waist, and a full, round, apple of an ass.
An ass that stared at him now, all white and beautiful, even if it was crisscrossed with red welts. His cock was sticking out like it was made of stone as he slashed the belt across her ass again. Beneath her cheeks was her small brown pussy mound, and the little slit between her lips that seemed to beckon his cock forward.
Surely she wasn't still a virgin, he thought, as he whipped the belt down again, not a big fitted cow like her. He wanted to find out, to find out right then and there, to stuff his cock into her soft tight little cunt to the balls.
But he had to be patient. He had to be, if she was going to be the treasure he wanted her to be. Daniel loved pussy, but he loved money better.
He cracked the belt down a final time, then stopped. He reached forward and gripped her by the hair, pulling her upright once again and jerking her back from the sofa, he looked down at her brown furred pussy before turning his eyes to her tear-stained face.
"Now you get upstairs and don't come down again until dinner," he snapped, shoving her towards the stairs.
Of course, with her pants around her knees, she stumbled and fell, but he didn't mind watching as she slowly got back to her knees, then pulled her pants up and stumbled up the stairs.
He nodded in satisfaction. He'd slapped her a few times, more and more lately, but this was the first time he'd really given her a beating. It wouldn't take much to make her his dog, if he was right, and her mother would almost certainly accept anything he did, so long as he could give the slightest justification.
* * * * *
Upstairs, Amber sniffled and whimpered as she gazed at her ass in the mirror. She winced as she ran her fingers over the welts, wishing Daniel had never come to live with them, wishing he would die.
It never occurred to her that he had any purpose other than discipline, that he was anything but unfair and nasty and mean. That he might have done it just so he could make her more and more obedient to him, that he had ordered her pants down just so he could gaze at her naked ass.
For Amber truly wasn't all that smart, and was, despite the many boys who had tried to get into her pants, rather innocent, as well. Sex, she thought, was a dirty thing that good girls didn't do. She had always been taught that, and only that had kept her from giving in to the many types of persuasion they had tried on her.
Though she was embarrassed at Daniel seeing her bare behind, she would have been astonished and horrified if she'd know how close he'd come to losing control and simply raped her.
Instead, she just thought he was a man. She would tell her mother how mean he was.
She had a lot of doubt, though, that her mother would side with her. Her mother always seemed to side with Daniel, no matter how unfair he was.
As it happened, before she could even complain to her Daniel told her what he'd done. In fact, the first Amber knew she was even home from work was when she opened the door to her bedroom.
"So," she glared. "You just can't behave, can you ?"
"But moooom!"
"Don't you mom me, young lady," her mother glared, shaking her finger at Amber. "You were told to come home right after school."
"But the bus was early!" she whined.
"Oh, you're such a little liar," her mother snapped. "Daniel doesn't believe you, and neither do I."
"But I...."
"You just stay here until dinner. In fact, you'll be lucky if I even let you eat dinner."
"But it's not fair!" she whined.
"Your father should've taken a belt to your behind long ago. Maybe you'd be more honest now. Maybe you'd be getting better marks at school."
"I try to," she said sullenly.
"You don't try very hard. And another thing, you stop flirting with Daniel!" "What?"
"You heard me. He tells me how you're always stop flirting with Daniel!" "What?"
"You heard me. He tells me how you're always flirting with him to try and get out of punishments."
"But I don't!" she gasped.
"You remember what I said," her mother snapped, shaking her finger again.
She went out and slammed the door, and Amber stared after her indignantly. Flirting with Daniel? She hated Daniel! The very idea that he would tell her mother she flirted with him was infuriating.
She punched her small fists into the bed and glowered at the closed door, but knew it would be pointless to try and go out and talk to her mother now. Maybe later, when she wasn't in such a bad mood she'd listen to reason.
* * * * *
But she didn't listen to reason. In fact, over the next couple of weeks she accused Amber of flirting with Daniel several more occasions. One time she even slapped her face after a long screaming match about her supposedly flaunting herself at Daniel.
Amber had tearfully tried to explain that she'd only been on her way from the shower to her room. She had been sure she'd brought her robe with her, but somehow she'd forgotten. And the large towel she'd thought she'd taken into the bathroom turned out to be a really small one that was barely big enough to reach from her crotch to her breasts.
And of course, when he'd yelled at her like that she'd been so startled the towel had sort of ... well, opened a bit. But she hadn't known he was out there, she really hadn't! The last thing she wanted to do was show him anything!
Her mother just didn't seem to believe her. What was worse, Daniel insisted she bring home all her marks, even the ones from homework. Since most of her marks were pretty bad, that gave him even more cause to punish her.
Three more times over the next two weeks he made her bend over, then whipped her bare behind with a belt. And he slapped her ass or face or yanked her hair more times than she could count. He was always yelling at her, too, and calling her names.
Amber had always been meek, but she was soon reduced to a timid, trembling mess who jumped at every sound. She was even starting to stutter and tremble a little when anyone was upset with her. She found it harder and harder to disagree with people in case they got mad at her.
Then, one morning, Daniel came bursting into her room only a little after she'd wakened. He was furious at her because he couldn't find a CD, and thought she'd taken it. He slapped her face when she denied it, then pulled her hair as he tried to get her to admit she'd taken it.
He heaved her on the bed and let her curl up there whimpering and sobbing as he searched through her CDs, then went through her dresser drawers and closet. Then, much to her shock, he sat down beside her on the bed and stroked her head, apologizing for being so mean to her.
She was so stunned by that she couldn't even speak. He pulled her into a sitting position the end of the bed and put his arm around her as he told her how sorry he was. She blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to clear the tears from them, totally flustered at this new friendly Daniel, and not wanting to do or say anything that might bring back the nasty mean version.
He stroked her head softly as he told her how hard it was for him to be unemployed, and how he was sorry he sometimes took it out on her. He told her he loved her! Which stunned her. He told her how sweet, and pretty she was, what a nice girl she was, and how he only wanted what was best for her.
He kissed her on the forehead as he stroked her shoulders. He smiled at her, and she smiled tentatively back, blinking her eyes.
"You really are a beautiful girl, Amber," he said.
"Uhmm, tha ... thanks," she gulped in confusion.
"I bet the boys are sure after you."
She smiled weakly, blushing a bit.
"I hope you're not doing anything you shouldn't be," he said sternly.
"No!" she gulped, eyes widening.
"Good. Not that ... not that you aren't old enough," he said, eyes flicking down to her bare, shapely legs. "It's just that boys your age wouldn't know what to do with a young woman's body. You'd be wasting your time to let them do anything. A luscious morsel like you should find a real man to teach you how much pleasure sex can be."
"I ... I don't understand," she said.
He smiled and squeezed her shoulder.
"Amber, Amber, Amber," he said. "You've got eyes. You know what you look like. You are as prime a piece of hot, sexy girl flesh as I've seen in a long, long time. It would be a crying shame for some fumble-fingered little punk to get his hands on this body and ruin it."
"R ... ruin it?"
"Well sure. You know, if the first guy who does it to you doesn't know what he's doing, it could seriously damage your body. You're like a ... a fine sports car. It takes a real professional to appreciate you, to make your engine purr."
"I ... I don't understand," she repeated.
"Amber," he smiled. "You know you've been kind of coming onto me these last few weeks."
"I have not!" she gasped.
"It's all right," he smiled, squeezing her shoulder again. "I understand. It's only natural that you want a strong, good looking guy like me to show you the ropes, so to speak."
"But ... but I...."
"Shhh," he smiled, kissing her on the forehead again.
His hand slid up behind her head and then his lips pressed down against hers. Her hands rose, but she put little force into it as she pressed them against him. She was shocked, stunned. She didn't know what to do, how to respond.
She tried to think how she might have given him these signs he spoke of, wondering how such a thing could have happened. She had no desire to have him touching her in any way! She didn't want to say this, though. She was afraid he would start yelling at her again, start slapping her and calling her names.
She gasped as his hand came up and cupped her breast, stroking and caressing it through her thin nightshirt. She tried to push his hand away but then he pulled back on her hair, and let his weight come against her as he forced her back onto the bed.
"Da ... Da ... Daniel," she gasped, trying to wriggle free.
"Come on, baby. You know what you want," he breathed, crushing her lips with his.
His hand squeezed her breast harder as his weight pinned her to the bed. Her legs jerked helplessly as he stabbed his tongue into her mouth. She couldn't pull free, and was still uncertain how to respond. She couldn't bring herself to slap him, or anything like that. She was terrified of what he would do if she even tried.
Yet she was embarrassed, and horrified as his hand groped at her breasts and his tongue slid into her mouth. She tried to jerk her head away, but he held her by the hair. She felt brief relief when his hand slid off her breast, but then she sensed his fingers at the buttons running down the front of the shirt.
She gasped anew, trying to push him away. His weight pinned her right arm to the bed, however, and she felt the buttons slipping free one after another.
"Daniel!" she gasped. "Nooooo! Dooon't!"
"Man, I been watching you shake your tight little ass around for too long," he groaned. "I gotta have a piece of that pussy."
Amber felt the shirt parting, felt her breasts exposed to the air, then her belly, then the shirt slid apart completely and she was virtually bare beneath him.
She blushed deeply as he tore his lips free and pushed himself back. She tried to cover herself, but he gripped her wrists, shoving them against the bed above her head, then pinning them together with one hand. He gazed down at her nudity in lust and admiration.
Her chest heaved as she whimpered in embarrassment and misery. She was so ... so bare! Even when she had messed around with guys, it had never been like this. She had never had herself so exploded to their gaze. She was hideously embarrassed as he ran his eyes over her body.
"Man," he said. "You are one gorgeous little piece of ass. I don't know when I've seen a better one."
Despite her embarrassment she felt a tinge of pride at his obvious admiration. Yet still she struggled as he brought his hand down onto her bare breast, arching and twisting as he stroked and squeezed the fat, round mammary mound.
He bent and rubbed his face against her breasts, using his hand to crush the mammaries over his face as he licked and sighed in happy pleasure. He laughed, pushing his face up and away, then fingered her nipples, squeezing and twisting them.
"Please!" she groaned. "Daniel! Stop it! Stop iiiit!"
"You're too beautiful for me to do that," he said. "No man could live with a hot little pussy like you and not grab a piece."
He licked at her right nipple, then pulled it into his mouth and sucked avidly, his teeth gnawing and chewing on the surrounding flesh. At the same time his free hand slid down her belly and in between her legs. She cried out in surprise and embarrassment, then groaned as he rubbed and squeezed her cunt mound.
He suddenly raised himself upwards on his knees. He reached over her to the upper corner of her bed, where her robe was draped, and tore the soft belt from the loops. He wrapped it around her wrists, using his knees to pin her arms down as he tied them tightly together.
Then he tied the other end of the belt to the headboard above her, and sat back. Amber pulled and pulled at the belt, moaning in embarrassment and fear as he grinned in lewd pride. He shifted further down her body, then knelt between his legs, pressing down on her thighs to spread them further apart.
He slid through them and onto her body, kissing her as his own body crushed hers. Her moans and begging appeals were crushed by his lips as he ground himself against her. His hands fondled and caressed her body, running up and down her hips and thighs and over her breasts as his tongue twirled inside her mouth.
She begged him to stop, even though she knew he wouldn't. Suddenly he drew a hand back and slapped her face hard, throwing it to the side. She saw stars and blinked her eyes as the flash of pain momentarily dazed her.
"I don't want to hear your whining any more," he said calmly.
Then he returned to his enjoyment of her body, licking and sucking and chewing on her throat and breasts as his hands roamed over her flesh. He moved downwards, sliding his tongue around her belly button, then down through her thin thatch of pussy hair.
He forced her thighs further apart, his hands stroking up and down against them as he stared into her soft, tight little cunt cleft. He licked along her thighs, then up and down alongside her slit. His fingers massaged her flesh as he slowly eased his tongue against her slit and rolled it up and down.
Amber gulped in horror and embarrassment, but fought back any sound lest he get mad and hit her again. Her entire body strained and trembled as his tongue and fingers probed at her pussy opening. She knew he was going to do ... it ... to her, but knew nothing she could do or say would stop him.
His fingers pressed against her tight slit, then slowly eased between prying her cunt lips open. A sob escaped her as her pink insides were exposed to air and his gloating eyes, and she felt his tongue slithering inside.
She trembled in terror as his tongue lapped at her sex, sure that terrible pain would soon follow. She clenched her jaw, closed her eyes tightly, and moaned weakly as his fingers probed against her hole. She felt one of them slowly easing inside, pressing forward, then back, then forward deeper.
His finger slid into her bit by bit as his tongue slurped and sucked and licked across her pink flesh. She could feel it stroking across her clitty, and was amazed that this was happening to her, that she was involved in such a wicked, wanton act.
CHAPTER TWO
As he continued to lick at her sex, and his ringer moved slowly inside her, some of the tension left her body. As no pain arrived, she began to relax, just a bit, though she still lay there bound by fear and anxiety.
His finger wriggled inside her in a very odd, but not painful way, and she swallowed in surprise that it had gone in so easily. His tongue felt ... well, felt almost nice against her sex, not painful at all.
She still tried to twist her wrists free of the belt holding them together, but with no pain, she began to lose some of her fears. She opened her eyes and raised her head, looking down at him anxiously. The sight was so lewd she gasped and jerked her eyes away.
Yet she quickly returned them, watching as he licked up and down over her sex, and his finger slid in and out of her opening. It did feel good, she realized, though perhaps sex was supposed to feel good. She considered, once again, begging him to stop, but rejected it out of fear, and the certainty he would refuse.
She lay her head back and tried to ignore what he was doing, hoping he would soon finish and then leave her alone. She allowed herself a small nugget of hope, that he might be content to just, well, to lick her, and wouldn't demand she give up her prized virginity.
His tongue seemed rougher, or perhaps, her pussy was becoming more sensitive. She could feel it wriggling around in her hole, then sliding up against the hood covering her clitty, stroking through the folds of her sex to get at her hot little fuck button.
It felt good, it felt really good, she realized with a start. What he was doing felt ... nice.
She would not admit more than that, would not admit that he was doing anything that was pleasurable. She closed her eyes and tried to ignore him, even as the pleasure rose inside her.
He pulled his tongue from her sex, then slid it up and down against her thighs. He tongued her belly button, then slid up her body to suckle at her now swollen breasts. His hands squeezed and caressed them as he licked and slurped on one nipple, then the other.
Her nipples were erect, and she felt embarrassed at this. How could she accuse him of wrongdoing when her nipples stated so obviously that her body enjoyed what he was doing?
He kissed her, and his tongue drove into her mouth. She felt a bizarre sense of wantonness when she realized this very same tongue had just been down between her pussy lips.
He pulled back, sliding back down her body, and she felt, with shock, what could only be anticipation and eagerness as he worked his way back down between her legs. He spread the lips of her sex, then mashed his face into her open cunt, slurping and sucking at her clitty.
She gulped and moaned as a hot wave of pleasure rolled up her body. She knew what he was doing was wrong, but could not repress the pleasure taking hold of her nubile young body.
Maybe he was somehow right about he showing herself off to him, about her really wanting him to teach her about sex. It felt so good, after all, and he obviously knew much more than any stupid boy at school. Maybe what he was doing wasn't....so ... bad.
Her legs jerked slightly further apart, and she gasped again as the pleasure grew, as the sensations boiled within her loins and her pussy hole throbbed with lust and desire. Her nipples were almost painfully erect, and she knew astonishment at the sudden wish he would suck and chew on them again.
She didn't know what was happening to her, but had no wish to fight it. She gave herself to the shimmering waves of heat as they swirled within her, shuddering as the pleasure boiled through her mind.
"Oohh! OohhH!" she gasped. "Oohh God! Oohh!"
She bucked her hips helplessly, not knowing what was happening to her, dazed by the storm of pleasure roaring in her skull. She trembled and shook, then cried out in release as an orgasm blasted through her body. She arched her back violently, her head thrashing from side to side as a blast wave of ecstasy howled along her nervous system.
Her ass bounced and ground down into the mattress as she gurgled and grunted in maddened pleasure. Her chest ached as she forgot to breath, and her skull throbbed with the strength of the powerful sensory storm swirling within.
Then it seeped out and she fell limp again, moaning as she gulped in air. Daniel slid up alongside her, stroking and fondling her body as he smiled down at her. He kissed her gently, licking at the nape of her neck and at the sides of her lips as she caught her breath.
"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" She groaned in response.
He kissed her, and nuzzled his face against her breasts in a way that wasn't at all unpleasant. Then, to her surprise, he reached up and untied her wrists, freeing them.
"Did you like that?" he asked again.
She blushed in response, unable to say no because of her obvious display of pleasure.
He stroked her breasts idly, then eased his hand in between her legs and stroked her slit.
"You know how beautiful you are, Amber. A woman with a body like yours needs to know how to use it, needs to know all about the pleasure she can feel."
She caught her breath as his fingers stroked harder across her clitty. It felt exquisite, and she wanted to urge him to rub even harder.
"A man like me can't resist someone with a body like yours," he sighed. "We're helpless."
He gripped her hand and pulled it down between his legs, rubbing it against his bulging crotch. She gasped as she felt his erection, and tried to pull her hand free, but he kept it there, rubbing it back and forth until she stopped resisting.
"See what you made, baby? This is what you made. You gave me this hard, hot prick. You. It's because you're so sexy and beautiful."
She rubbed his cock with fascination. She'd felt a few cocks before, but none as big as this one felt.
It made the crotch of his pants bulge outwards.
He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, and her eyes widened as she saw it. It looked so huge and thick, all hairy and red and angry looking. It scared her even as he pressed her soft hand around it.
"You've felt one of these before, baby," he said. "Don't tell me you haven't."
"It ... it's so ... so big," she gulped. "All because of you, baby. That's how hot you make me." She gave his cock a squeeze, and felt it throbbing between her fingers. His words gave her a sensation of power and strength, and she slid her thumb down under the head and rubbed it the way Johnny had told her to once.
"Yeah, that's the way, baby," he sighed. "You ever do a hand job, baby?"
She nodded slightly.
"You ever suck a cock?"
She hesitated, then licked her lips and nodded anxiously.
"That's what I just did to you, you know. I sucked you off. You really liked that, didn't you? How about doing it to me now. You suck me off like I did you. Maybe I'll suck you again if you want."
He eased back and pulled her up so she was sitting next to him. He lay back on the bed and pulled her head down until her face was inches from his bulging cockhead.
She gazed at it worriedly. She didn't like sucking cocks. She had only done it a couple of times because she felt guilty, and felt like she owed the boy something.
On the other hand, she did sort of owe Daniel, didn't she? After all, he had sucked her off. It was only fair that she return the favour. Besides, if she sucked him off he'd get all soft, and then he wouldn't want to fuck her.
Brightening, she eased onto her knees and bent over his crotch, seizing his cock in both hands. She slid her lips over it, and sucked on the head as he groaned in pleasure. She felt an odd wave of satisfaction at having caused such pleasure, in having such pleasure over him.
She slid her lips lower on his cock, squeezing on his shaft as she bobbed her lips up and down. She felt his hand stroking her thick hair as he sighed in happiness, and rasped her tongue against the underside of the cockhead.
She tongued her way up and down his cock, then engulfed it and sucked again. His hands pressed down on her head so hard that she gagged a couple of times, but she managed to keep his cock from going too deep as she licked quickly against the cockhead.
Then her mouth was filling with liquid. She swallowed instinctively, feeling a little disgusted at it, as she usually did, but knowing he would be upset if she didn't. She continued to suck on his cock as it softened in her mouth, then slowly pulled her lips free.
She smiled up at him, feeling a glow of pleasure as he stroked her head and smiled down.
"That was nice," he said. "See how nice we can be if we want to? Want me to lick you again?"
She hesitated. She should say no. She should just ... just shake her head. Instead she shrugged, too embarrassed to admit she wanted him to.
He sat up and pushed her back, and she gladly lay back on her back and spread her legs. He knelt between them, stroking her thighs as he looked up at her.
"Want me to lick you, baby?" She nodded anxiously. "Say it."
"Y ... yes," she squeaked, her face red.
"Yes what?"
"Daniel," she whined.
"You want me to suck you off?"
"Yeees."
"Ask me then."
"Daniieeell."
"Come on, ask? Suck me off, Daniel. Go on. Say it."
"Su ... suck me off, Daniel," she gulped, her body flushing red.
"Say it again," he grinned.
"Suck me off," she gasped.
How could she have said that?! She cringed in embarrassment, yet at the same time felt a wave of sexual excitement. She felt wicked and slutty, buy sexy and seductive. She sighed in pleasure as she felt his fingers at her cleft, as his tongue rolled across her clitty.
Her mother would be furious. Hadn't she been accusing her for weeks of flirting with Daniel? Well, she just wouldn't tell her.
She closed her eyes as his tongue lapped at her clitty, then gasped as his lips slid around it and sucked. Fire seemed to blossom in her lower belly, and her pussy quivered and churned with lust.
His finger eased into her fuck hole and drove down into her, pumping slowly in and out of her as his tongue and lips worked over her clitty. It felt very nice pumping in and out. Her pussy was tight around it, but it didn't hurt, and it felt somehow ... right ... to have something moving inside her like that.
She let her hands drift up above her, like they had been before. She didn't dare put them on his head, and this was where they'd been the first time. She drifted slowly into a deep, sexual languor, sighing in happiness as the pleasure rolled over her.
The heat inside her grew, and she felt the sexual energy crackling along her body. She quivered and trembled as its power and strength grew, then groaned as she began to feel hard, sizzling bolts ripping up her nervous system.
He gnawed at her pussy lips, then pressed his lips around her clit and sucked hard and long. He blew a stream of hot air across it, then sucked again. She arched her back slowly, drawing her legs back as her groin steamed.
She came again, humping up helplessly as the pleasure overcame her inhibitions. The air puffed out between her gaping lips as the climax boiled over. Her hands darted to his head and grasped his hair as he seemed to suck the very life out of her hole.
Her cunt exploded, a volcano splitting open from the pressure inside. She writhed and shook as she humped and bounced and jerked her hips upwards to meet his darting tongue and stabbing fingers, then fell limp, sated and drained.
He crawled up alongside her, kissing her breasts and face lightly as he let her catch her breath.
"Nice, huh?"
"Yeeeeeaaahhh," she groaned.
He fingered her stiff nipples, then ground his erection against her thigh.
"Feel this?" he whispered. "You made me hard again."
"Wa ... want me to suck you again?" she gulped. "Maybe. Wanna try something else?" She nodded weakly.
He pushed his pants all the way down, then off as she watched. He sat up, then through a leg over her body, straddling her, and sitting on her belly with his knees clamped against her sides.
She stared down at him as he slid upwards, rubbing his ass up along her flesh until his cock lay between her fat mounds of soft tit meat.
"Press the sides of your tits so they mash together, baby," he urged.
She blinked her eyes in surprise, then did as he asked, pressing against the sides of her boobs to crush his cock in between. It was a bit embarrassing, but somehow fascinating as well, to feel his cock in between her tits like that.
He took his weight on his knees, which let her breath more freely. Then he started to slid his cock back and forth between her tits. It excited her to feel his cock moving against them. This was such an odd thing that she hardly felt it was anything sexual at all. It wasn't one of the things she'd ever heard spoken about as sexual.
Of course, it obviously was. Yet, well, she didn't know what to think. She watched his cockhead peeking out between her tits each time he slid it forward. It almost looked funny. She squeezed her tits a little harder together, mashing the malleable flesh around his boner.
"Ahhh, man, what a set of melons," he groaned. "What a fabulous set of tits you got!"
Again she felt a flush of proud pleasure, staring as his cock pumped harder in her cleavage. He leaned over her, fucking with his hips, driving his cock into her mound of soft tit meat with faster strokes. His cock sawed in and out, in and out, in and out, until it finally exploded, and sprayed sperm over her tits and chest and face.
She blinked her eyes and gasped as the wads of sperm jetted towards her face.
* * * * *
Amber didn't mention anything to her mother that night. She wouldn't have known what to say anyway. She didn't even know what to think. It was ... wrong, she knew, to do the things she had with Daniel. He was, her mother's boyfriend, after all.
Even if he wasn't, well, surely she wasn't supposed to ... supposed to lay around naked with men and let them ... touch her and ... and lick her ... and do stuff like that. True, they hadn't actually done the dirty deed. She was still a virgin, but she knew it was wrong anyway.
Her mother would be furious even if it wasn't Daniel. So she kept her mouth shut and tried to pretend nothing had happened. Daniel didn't behave much different towards her, and still seemed ready to snap and snarl if she did anything wrong.
She was kind of disappointed in that. She had hoped, well, after him being so nice to her and all, that he liked her now, and wouldn't be so mean. Yet the very next day, when she brought home an F in Math, he got angry and nasty.
He grabbed her hair and jerked her head painfully far back as he called her lazy and useless.
"I told you I wanted you to get better marks! Didn't I? Huh? Didn't I?" triiied," she gasped in pain.
"Well you didn't try hard enough!"
He dragged her over to a chair and sat down, pulling her across his lap. His hand went under her waist and undid her pants, then jerked them down and off.
"You're going to get a spanking every time you fail something," he snapped, cracking his hand down on her upturned ass cheeks.
She cried out in pain, her legs kicking uselessly as his hand cracked down again and again and again. She sobbed and begged for him to stop as the pain bit into her soft fleshy cheeks, but he continued relentlessly, his open palm turning her ass a bright, burning red.
He stopped finally, and she lay there limply, sobbing and moaning as he stroked her burning ass meat with his hand.
"Why do you have to be such a bad girl, Amber?" he sighed. "It's your fault that I have to punish you like this. If you'd only try harder we could be much better friends."
His hand slid in between her legs and cupped her pussy mound, then rubbed back an forth against it. He eased his middle two fingers up into her cleft and sawed them slowly against her clitty.
"You know we can have a lot more pleasant times together, Amber," he said. "If you didn't make me punish you like this, we'd be able to do some things like we did yesterday."
She sniffled and gulped and whimpered as he stroked her slit.
"You're not a really bad girl," he said. "You just don't concentrate."
"I ... I tryyy," she whimpered.
"Maybe you just weren't meant to do well at school," he said. "Maybe too much energy went into making these big tits for there to be anything left over for your brains."
He pushed her sweater up and undid her bra, then slid a hand under to cup her right breast.
"Some girls are meant to be brainy and smart, and some were meant to be sexy and seductive, and give men pleasure," he said, continuing to stroke her slit.
Amber continued to sniffle, bringing a hand up to wipe her face as he eased a finger into her cunt hole. He pumped it in and out slowly, then pulled it free and inserted his thumb. It was thicker, and she gasped a little as it pushed into her tight pussy hole.
He pressed his fingers against her clit and squeezed it up against his thumb, rolling it between them.
She gasped as she felt a blast of sensory delight. Her cunt ignited and she concentrated more and more of her attention on it as he fingered her clit. She sniffled and rubbed at her face again, blinking her eyes as he squeezed his thumb and fingers together.
"What a hot little pussy this is," he said. "Yes, sir, a real burning little fuck hole. No wonder you ain't got no brains. All your energy goes to this tight slit down here."
He pumped his thumb harder in her fuck hole, stroking his fingers rapidly over her clit as she humped back shakily. The heat in her crotch was almost as hot as the heat in her throbbing ass cheeks, and it was getting hotter by the second.
She trembled and shook, groaning in pleasure as her rounded breasts rubbed over his thighs. All her awareness was now focused on her own sexual gratification, and she didn't care what had happened before.
Then his hand cracked down on her ass cheeks.
She yelped in pain, jerking her head up as she turned to look behind her.
"You're still a bad girl, though," he said.
He continued to stroke his fingers over her clit, continued to rub and roll her clitty between his thumb and fingers, but his other hand was poised above her ass.
"You're a hot little slut, aren't you?" he leered. "Aren't you?"
His hand cracked down on her ass and she cried out in pain.
"Aren't you?"
"Yes!" she cried.
He brought his hand down and rubbed her ass flesh as he jerked his fingers against her snatch.
"Hot little slut," he smiled.
He continued rubbing at her pussy, and she began to grind her ass back again as the waves of pleasure rolled over her.
"Ahhhoowww!" she cried, as his hand cracked down on her ass again.
"Tell me you're a hot little slut," he demanded. "Say it."
"I ... I'm a ... a hot little slut," she gasped. "Again," he smirked.
"I'm a hot ... a hot little slut," she moaned.
"Yeahhh," he grinned, rubbing at her ass cheeks as he fingered her slit. "You're a nasty little slut too. Say it."
"I'm ... I'm a nasty little slut," she gulped.
"That's it, baby. That's it. Shake that ass. Show me what a hot slut you are."
She moaned and pulled her arms in, squeezing them against her breasts as she drove her pussy back onto his fingers.
"Are you a hot slut, baby?" he growled, slapping his hand down on her ass.
"Yes!" she cried. Ooh! Oohh!"
"Yeah, hot slutty girl! Shake that ass! Grind that pussy down! Show me how nasty you are! Show me what a sexy piece of ass you can be!"
His hand cracked down on her ass again, and again she cried out. She continued to hump back at him, though, even as his hand slapped down again, then again. The pressure and heat was building up inside her, blotting out everything else.
She humped back with growing desperation, panting and moaning and whining in heat as he continued to crack his hand down on her bare ass. The impacts sent hot flashes of pain stabbing into her, but she was too aroused to care.
She humped back harder as he rolled and rubbed her clitty faster. His fingers and thumbs were sawing and rasping over it as she yelped and whined and moaned in heat. Each time his hand cracked down the flashing blast of heat blew upwards against the shimmering pleasure.
The pleasure grew as the pain faded, grew hotter and higher than she had ever felt in her life. She was shaking and humping and panting for breath, her entire body throbbing and pulsing with energy as he spanked her ass and finger fucked her pussy.
She felt it all building up towards one massive, cataclysmic explosion. The pressure was crushing her mind, crushing her brain, crushing her skull. Her mouth gaped in a soundless howl as lightning burned along her spine.
Then she screamed as the towering wave of ecstasy swamped her senses and blasted her into another world, another dimension, where raw sexual pleasure filled the universe, and she rolled and bobbed and twisted in the flood of sensory overload.
* * * * *
He stood up, heaved the half-naked girl over his shoulder, and carried her limp body upstairs. She groaned weakly, her eyes fluttering behind her tangled hair. He threw her down on the bed, then pulled her sweater and bra up and off.
She lay back with a sigh, looking up at him, wondering if he would take her virginity. Somehow, she almost hoped he did. She felt a quivering heat inside her as he stripped himself, and her eyes slid down onto his crotch as he pulled his pants down.
His cock sprang up hard and erect, bobbing a little as he crawled into bed. He straddled her body, and she thought, at first, that he was going to fuck her tits like he had the other day. Instead he leaned forward over her face, rubbing his cock against it.
She swallowed, then opened her mouth and sucked his cock in as he growled in approval. He gripped the headboard as he spread his knees, bringing his crotch lower. More of his cock slid into her mouth and he began to fuck it in and out.
After a minute, he pulled back and turned around, then once again pushed his cock against her mouth as he lay down atop her. His hands pulled her thighs further apart and his lips rubbed against her pussy cleft as she resumed sucking his hard boner.
He fucked slowly down into her mouth as he peeled her sex open and began to lick and suck on her clit. He longed to rip his cock free of her lips and ram it up her pussy, but he had such high hopes for her that he was being very careful how he broke her in.
He drilled his middle finger down into her fuck hole as he sucked on her clitty, pumping it slowly in and out, twisting it from side to side to ease the tightness in her fuck tunnel. He felt her mouth sucking eagerly at his cock, but he was able to restrain himself, though barely.
He rolled over onto his back, taking her with him, letting her bob her lips on his cock as his fingers dug into her ass flesh and his tongue lapped at her slit. He rolled over again, his knees coming down heavily alongside her. He held her ass tightly, then slowly lifted up on her ass, raising it off the bed as he pulled himself back onto his knees.
He held her ass up high, still sucking and munching on her slit. She kept her lips on his cock, her legs going over his shoulders as she hung upside down.
He let her slide through his arms and drop back to the bed, tearing his cock free of her and jumping out of bed. His cock fairly radiated heat as he tried to fight off an impending come. He turned his back to the girl and felt the pressure easing.
He opened the closet and fished around on the floor, then came out with a length of narrow rope. He turned back to Amber, going back to the bed and smiling down at her.
"Come here, baby," he said, reaching down and gripping her arm.
"Wha ... what are you gonna do?" she gulped excitedly.
"Show you something you need to know."
CHAPTER THREE
He pulled her out of bed and had her stand in front of him, then turned her away and pulled her wrists up behind her back, crossing them there.
"Hold your hands where they are," he ordered, as he slid the rope around her wrists.
"What are you doing?" she gasped.
"I'm going to show you just how sexy you can bed," he said. "And I'm gonna show you how to suck cock like a real pro."
He crisscrossed the rope around her wrists, looping it around each several times, then tied it off neatly and tightly. Amber's eyes were wide, and she tested the rope, pulling at it experimentally.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and sat her across his lap, one hand stroking the back of her head, and the other sliding in between her slim thighs to stroke her slit.
"What a hot, sexy little slut," he whispered. "You're a real sexual animal-, Amber. Men would be willing to kill for a few minutes between your legs."
She swallowed repeatedly, eyes still wide, chest rising and falling as she took in his words. She kept pulling at the rope, but it wouldn't budge, and she felt ... felt intensely sexual. She pushed her crotch against his fingers, gasping and panting as he drove one up inside her.
He gnawed at the side of her throat, and nibbled at her earlobe. "Every boy at school wants to fuck you, Amber, and every teach too. You've probably been fucked hundreds of times in their fantasies."
He jerked back on her hair and she gasped in pain as her head shot back and her back arched. He sucked and chewed on one of her nipples, rubbing his fingers harder against her clitty.
"A bitch in heat," he growled, "that's what you are, a hot, sluttish little bitch in heat."
He eased her off his thighs and onto her knees there on the floor, standing before her and gazing down. He held her hair, keeping her face against his crotch, then seized his cock and rubbed it slowly over her face.
"You wanna suck my cock, baby?" he growled. "Wanna suck this boner of mine?"
He jerked her hair sharply and she gasped in pain.
"Yes," she panted.
"Say it."
"I ... want to suck your cock," she gulped.
"Beg me. Beg me for it."
"PI ... please can I suck your cock?" she breathed.
"Why should I let a cheap trollop like you suck on my nice hard cock?" He leered down at her as he rubbed his cock over her lips and forehead. "You're not very good at it either. I'll have to show you. Do you want me to show you how to suck cock, slut?"
"Ye ... yes please," she gulped.
He smiled, then fed his cockhead between her lips. She started to suck, but he pulled back.
"No, no, no. Close your mouth, now pucker up. That's it. Keep your lips tight together. Let my cock force its way through. A little looser, suck softly. Thaaat's it."
He bunched the hair up and held it tightly, then slid his cock deeper into her mouth, sucking it in and out slowly as she licked on the underside and sucked gently. He fucked in steadily, and deeply, making her gag several times.
Then he pulled out and rubbed his spit-wet cockhead all over her face. He held his cock up and let her lick up and down the shaft, then had her suck his balls into her mouth one by one and work her tongue around against them.
He jerked back on her hair and she gasped in pain, trembling as he held her.
"Are you a little slut? Huh? Are you a hot assed little whore?"
"Yesssss," she moaned.
"Tell me. Tell me what a whore you are?"
"I ... I'm a wh ... whore. I'm a hot assed whore," she gasped.
"I'll make you a real pro cocksucker, baby," he grinned. "I'll show you how to do the job right."
He moved around behind her and forced her head back even further, thrusting her breasts out hard and taut. She stared up the length of his body, blinking her eyes as he smiled down. His cock pierced her lips again, and he fucked it downwards harder and deeper.
"I'm gonna show you how to deep throat, Amber baby. I'm gonna show you how to drive men really crazy. Now I want you to pretend my cock is a big piece of meat, and just swallow it. Don't worry, it won't hurt ... much. Now take a deep breath. Ready?"
She didn't answer, not sure what he was talking about. Then he thrust down, punching his cock right into her throat. Her eyes bulged as his cock slid down her gullet, and she struggled uselessly, trying to pull her wrists free of the ropes, or her head free of his grip.
Her throat ached and tickled and felt incredibly full. She tried to cough, but couldn't, tried to scream, but couldn't. She couldn't breath a bit, not even through her mouth, and fought down both panic, and nausea as Daniel's long, thick boner slid down her throat.
Then his balls were on her chin, and her throat was filled, top to bottom, with thick, throbbing prick meat. "Just hold still, slut," he ordered, griping her head in both hands now to hold her steady. "You're not going to suffocate. I'll let you breath in a few seconds."
He held his cock still inside her for several more seconds then slowly eased it back up her throat. Again she began to struggle, for it felt even more uncomfortable going up than it had going down.
His cockhead popped free of her throat, and he pulled it out of her lips as she gasped and coughed and choked and gulped in deep breaths of air.
"There. See, slut. It ain't so hard to deep throat. It gets easier every time, too."
He rubbed his cock over her face as he held her by the hair. Then he pressed his cock against her mouth and gripped her head in both hands again. She barely had time to realize what he was going to do, and no time to fight it as his cock thrust down her throat again.
He buried it in her throat, but didn't keep it there for long. He pulled it back up, then started to slowly fuck her throat, sliding his tool up and down with an even motion as he held her firmly in place.
"That's it, little whore. Swallow that cock," he grinned, fucking his cock in her throat.
He pulled it back up and let her cough and hack and breath, grinning broadly as he slid down to his knees beside her. He gnawed at her throat still holding her head back sharply, then transferred his lips to her tits, sucking and chewing.
His hand slid down between her thighs and began to stroke her slit, rasping his fingers across her clitty. She groaned weakly in his arms, panting and puffing for breath as he chewed and sucked on her nipples. Her head was throbbing and dazed, and all she could do was gulp in air, thankful that her throat was free.
He forced a finger up to the knuckle in her hole, then added a second, ignoring her moan of pain to drive it in to the knuckle as well. His thumb crushed her clitty down against his fingers as he rained bites on her fat mammary mounds.
"Ohh! Ohh! Oh God! OhhhH! UnnghhH!" she gasped, grinding her pussy against his fingers.
"Little fuck toy," he growled. "Hot little fuck toy."
He gnawed at her throat, growling and biting and sucking as his fingers roughly sawed against her fuck button. He continued to hold her head painfully back, his mouth shifting from her ears to her throat to her erect nipples as she quivered and moaned and humped feverishly.
Abruptly he jerked her all the way back, letting her fall on her arms on the floor. He slid atop her, still raining bites and hot, passionate kisses on her breasts and face as his hands groped and mauled her soft flesh. He reached down and fitted the bulging nose of his erection to her seeping cunt opening, rubbing it up and down against her clitty.
Then he slowly penetrated the hot, moist folds of her sex, forcing her lips apart and sinking his throbbing boner into the virginal tunnel beyond. She groaned and panted, her head thrashing desperately from side to side as the heat roared in her skull.
His cock probed deeper, forcing her tunnel open, sliding remorselessly inwards through the sucking, clinging confines of her tight fuck hole. She groaned, and the air puffed out of her mouth as she trembled under a surge of erotic pleasure.
His cock thrust in sharply and she cried out, her ass grinding into the carpet as her legs jerked and flailed.
Daniel grinned and mashed his lips against hers, then thrust in again, smashing his rigid tool against the soft slippery elastic wall of flesh blocking off the rest of her pussy tunnel. She cried out into his mouth, then again as he drew his hips up and thrust down again.
But his cock punched through the obstruction, and she let out a long, quavering moan as it slid all the way down into her belly, filling her with thick, pulsing cock meat. His hips ground down against her trembling thighs as he buried himself in her to the balls.
Amber's head jerked back spastically as she came. Her pussy sucked and spasmed around his cock, as though trying to suck the life and juice out of it, and he began pumping harshly, using short, furious strokes to ride her through the powerful orgasm gripping her body.
Her feet bounced on the floor as she was gripped by muscular convulsions. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she jerked and trembled in the grip of a crackling sexual electricity. Nerve endings snapped and overloaded as the sensory blast wave ripped through her overheated body.
She was being fucked for the first time, and gloried in it, mentally and physically. She could feel the thick cock tearing back and forth in her belly, sawing roughly over her clitty as it pumped inside her. She spread her legs wider and rejoiced in the sensation, in the hot, forbidden act of lewd carnal intercourse.
Then the storm subsided, but only slowly, and she groaned and panted in languorous bliss as he mashed his lips down against her throat.
He slowed his pumping, and sheathed himself in her guts as he rolled his hips in a slow circular motion. He seized her head and crushed her lips with his as he twisted his cock around in her belly, and was pleased as she instinctively drew her knees up and back to allow his cock deeper penetration.
He pumped only slowly, giving her time to recover from the orgasm, wanting to hold off his own come as long as possible. Only the mental image of large baskets of money kept him from giving her a hard, powerful rodding, however, and his lips and hands made hungry use of her body.
He mashed and mauled her thick, heavy breast meat as he slid his cock back and forth inside her, then eased his body downwards and seized them in his hands, mashing them together around his face. He bit down on each nipple, making her cry out in pain, then slid his hands down onto her thighs, pushing them back further.
He raised himself off her, his hands pressing her knees back sharply as he exposed her ass and pussy. He gazed down at the winking little asshole, but quickly looked away, lest he be tempted.
He began to use long, deep strokes on her. He pulled it out several times, only to pierce her anew, and drive his cockhead all the way down to the pit of her belly. He tried to keep in mind that he was doing this for money, for training, to make of her something he wanted, but it was hard, so hard to think of anything but the hot, sizzling pussy wrapped around his boner, and the big titted whore laying helpless before him.
He let his weight come down on the backs of her legs, jamming her shoulders down and raising her ass. Then he picked up the pace, fucking down with hard, deep strokes, slamming his hips into her upturned ass flesh. She grunted repeatedly under the impact, gasping and panting an moaning as his cock spiked down into her belly. She was dazed and exhilarated as she gazed up through her legs. She saw his cock shaft as it slid back and forth, and felt terribly sexual.
She felt degraded, yet happily so. She wanted to be a hot, slutty whore, like Daniel had called her. She was caught up in the eroticism of the image of herself as a wanton woman, and joyfully gripped it to herself, basking in the glow of the pleasure steaming through her body.
Her arms hurt beneath her, but she didn't care. All she cared about was that hard cock stabbing down into her with such deep, powerful strokes, the hard hips slapping against her upturned buttocks, and the fire in her mind that was growing hotter by the second.
His hips pounded down harder, and she grunted in pain, even as the pleasure grew. She was being fucked, fucked hard, fucked good. She was being used! Fucked! And she loved it, loved it all, loved the sensations flowing through her body and the feverish lust burning in her mind.
She cried out in ecstasy as she came again, her head thrashing as she gurgled in wondrous pleasure. Her entire body was boiled in orgiastic bliss as his cock rodded down into her with renewed power. Raw, carnal pleasure seeped through her pores and bathed her in the steaming heat of her own pleasure as her mind spun out and her eyes were dazzled by flickering, multi-colored waves of light.
She felt his come pumping into her belly, thick, steaming wads of slippery white jism that slowed down into her womb. She groaned and whimpered in elation and shocked delight as she surrendered herself body and soul to the animalistic sexual pleasures pouring through her nerves and muscles and bones.
* * * * *
Amber told no one about what had happened. She felt the urge to do so, but knew it would only lead to trouble. She wasn't sorry she was no longer a virgin. In fact, she was elated. She felt like a true, sexual animal-, like a wild, seductive trollop.
She swung her ass a little more wherever she went, and wore tighter pants and tops, basking in the admiration and lust of those around her, secure in the knowledge that she was a hot, sexy slut like Daniel said. She knew they all wanted her, but only Daniel could have her.
Over the next couple of weeks, she practically rushed home to him, horny and trembling with lust as she stood before him to confess some sin or other. Then she would strip naked and lay across his lap as he spanked her bare ass.
He always tied her hands behind her when he spanked her. But she thought that was erotic, and it only added to her lust. The spankings were always combined with a careful fingering of her exposed pussy crack. Now that she was no longer a virgin he thrust his fingers into her freely, fucking her with them as he spanked her ass, and she came and came in joyous release.
Afterwards she would kneel before him and suck his cock, and often he would stick his cock down her throat. She didn't really like that, but quickly got used to it.
She loved the idea that she was his little slutty she beast, as he called her, his little fuck toy. She reveled in the way he treated her, in the way he made her feel.
Her mother continued to accuse her of flirting with Daniel. She denied it but, she was so caught up in how sexy and hot she was that she kind of smirked a little at the same time. She felt smug at being able to take her mother's man away from her.
She was a lot prettier and better built than her mother, she thought, so deserved it. She felt no guilt, and no remorse over fucking her mother's boyfriend.
The only anguish she felt came from Daniel's own actions, not the actions he took when he was fucking her, or even spanking her, but the harsh words he often had for her when she did something wrong, or the rough way he often treated her around her mother.
She consoled herself with the thought that he was mostly doing it so her mother wouldn't suspect. But she had many bruises from the slaps and hard grips on her arms when he shook her. She was always miserable when he cursed and yelled at her too, except when she knew it was just a pretence to spank her.
She did everything she could to please him, but she simply wasn't capable of doing very well at school. Because of that she tried to make up for it by being as good in bed as she possibly could, obeying his every whim, no matter what she thought of it.
Usually, even thought some of the things he made her do were degrading, she loved doing them, not just to please him, but because it was reinforced her image of herself as a lewd, carnal, sexy girl. She loved being tied up, loved saying nasty things about herself, loved debasing herself for him.
Once he tied her up so tightly she could hardly move, then made her crawl across the rug like a snake, grinding her tautly bound breasts against the floor as she wriggled her way over to where he was standing. Once there she had to kiss and then lick his bare feet as he stood above her calling her obscene names.
Yet even as she did so she ground her hips, basking in fiery heat as the ropes he'd looped between her legs dug up into her pussy crack. She came, even while sucking on his toes.
Daniel had much to teach her about sex, and she loved learning all about it.
Only a few days after her deflowering he had hung her from her wrists in the basement, which she had found so erotic and sensual she had come on his fingers after barely a minute of stroking. But then he had done something that had shocked her.
First he pressed his cock against her moist slit and then forced it up inside her. His hands gripped her ass flesh tightly as he humped into her. She had sighed contentedly as his big cock ground over her clitty, letting her head fall back as pleasure gripped her.
But then he pulled out and moved behind her. "Are you a slut?" he demanded. "Yess," she panted. "I'm a hot, dirty, slutty little whore!"
His hand slapped against her ass and she yelped. "You love cock, don't you, slut?" "I love cock meat," she breathed. "I love having your cock inside me"
"Do you want my cock inside you now, whore?" "Yes! Yes!" she gasped. "Beg for it then."
"Please fuck me! Please! Please can I have your cock inside me! I want it inside me!"
"Then that's what you'll have, you little fuck toy."
He pressed himself against her from behind, and his cock slid between her thighs. His hand moved around her and in between her legs to seize his cockhead. Then he sawed the shaft of his cock against her slit, rubbing it harshly against the soft flesh as she moaned in delight.
But then he pulled his cock back and she felt the head pressing, not against her pussy crack, but against her little round asshole. For a second she thought he had made a mistake, and would soon correct it, but then she knew he had not, that he intended to do ... that he was going to put it in ... there.
She had heard of it, of course, but never seriously thought she would do it. It was such a dirty nasty thing to do! Only a true whore would....
And with that thought her mind gave way and accepted what was happening, and her belly began to tighten with sexual anticipation as she felt her sphincter muscle forced, and his cockhead slide up into her rectum.
"Oh!" she gasped. "Oooooh!"
"Slut," he growled. "Hot, filthy little fuck dog! Take my cock! Take it up your asshole!"
His cock thrust deeper, and she gasped and moaned, fighting the pain, trying to loosen her ass muscles as his hands slid up and crushed her breasts. His cock pumped slowly, working back and forth inside her, climbing deeper with each upward thrust until she felt his balls pressing up into her buttocks.
She felt cramps in her belly as his cockhead lodged deep in the pit of her asshole, but thought she gasped and moaned, she made no complaint.
"Feel it, whore?" he growled, gripping her hair and forcing her head back. "Do you feel my cock way up in your gut?"
"Ye ... yes," she moaned.
"Only a real whore would let herself get fucked in the ass," he sneered. "What would your friends at school say if they knew you were being ass fucked right now? I wonder what your mother would say if she knew I was fucking her little girl up the ass!"
The words shocked and excited her, and she felt the sexual heat boiling over as his cock twisted around in her guts. When one of his hands slid down her belly to her crotch, and his fingers began to rub her clitty, she cried out in pleasure, then came, jerking and shaking on the end of the ropes that held her aloft, her asshole squeezing and sucking on his boner as he ground himself into her.
After her orgasm subsided he began to fuck her in earnest, gripping her thighs to pull them apart and thrust his thick meat up her asshole. He used long, deep strokes, as he always did, and his cock quickly subdued her anal muscles as it rode back and forth in her rectum.
There was no pain any more, and she enjoyed the sensation of his cock moving inside her, and the feel of his hips smacking against her ass. And when his cock exploded, and he spewed his white sperm in her asshole, she felt a deep glow of satisfaction and pride.
After that he ass-fucked her every afternoon, and .she came to like it almost as much as taking his cock up her pussy. With him, she could be a completely wanton woman, and rejoiced in it.
She danced for him naked, undulating her body as she humped and swung her hips around, sliding her hands over her flesh as she leered seductively at him. And in her mind it wasn't just him there, but a whole crowd of men, all drooling at the sight of her beauty.
They watched pornographic movies, and she almost envied the women in them, rubbing her pussy as she saw the things they did, and how free they were to do it. She wondered what they were paid for it.
Then, one afternoon, while she was bent over sucking his cock, her wrists bound behind her back, he made a comment which made he blood burn.
"You look like such a perfect little fuck all bent over like that," he said. "What you need is another guy to come in and fuck you while you're sucking my cock."
The idea was intensely arousing, though she didn't think he was speaking seriously.
The next day he bound her naked, spread-eagled on the bed, then knelt between her legs, sucking and licking at her pussy and nipples to make her hot. When she was on the verge of orgasm she felt something icy cold between her legs, and was shocked to see him rubbing an ice cube against her snatch.
No amount of begging would stop him. After a minute or so he put the cube away and resumed working on her pussy, getting her all heated up again. Yet once again he produced an ice cube and forced it against her sex, cooling her down quickly before she could come.
It was a terrible torture for her but she could not do anything to escape it. Daniel had other things besides ice. He had brought a dildo and a vibrator, the first she bad ever seen, and used them on her with expert care, sending her into convulsions when he finally allowed her to climax.
Her orgasms came fast and furious, draining her, exhausting her. She felt like all her life and energy were flowing out of her gaping cunt crack.
The next day he worked her up to the brink of climax again and again, only to tear her back with ice cubes. This time she was not bound, but still she dared down nothing to resist him as she lay there trembling and shaking, whimpering as he rubbed the ice over her slit and even forced it inside her.
But then he worked her up another time, and climbed out of bed without touching the ice. She whimpered and groaned in desperation, her eyes watching him, imploring him to let her come. She kept her hands above her head, not daring to move them down to her crotch, which buzzed and burned and throbbed with need.
She saw him with a squarish object, and recognized the camcorder.
"Go ahead," he said. "Pick up the dildo and fuck yourself with it."
She didn't care if he was taping it. All she cared about was coming. She snatched the dildo and buried it in her cunt, then screamed in joy as she came. She pumped it furiously against her cervix, sawing over her clitty as she bounced and jerked and sobbed in glorious bliss.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was a hot, lewd, erotic sight, and though she blushed to see and hear herself on TV, Amber still found it incredibly exciting. When he wanted to take more videos she gladly agreed, feeling a deep gnawing heat between her legs.
She danced for the camera, squeezing her breasts, stroking her body, bending and shaking her ass at him as he taped her, smiling lewdly and seductively for the camera even as he focused in on her moist pussy slit.
She felt incredibly aroused as she danced, and posed in every provocative way she could think of. And then, she sat back on an overstuffed chair, draped her legs across the arms, and fucked herself with the dildo as he sat a few feet away and taped it.
She came again, not needing to fake it for the camera. As she came she cried out in bliss, moaning and thrashing, giving way totally to her lust in the knowledge that he was filming her.
She never thought he would show the tapes to anyone.
When she got home from school the next day, though, Daniel was not alone. She was surprised, and disappointed to find another man there in the living room. Apparently they had been watching TV. She said hello, politely, then widened her eyes as the two men got up and came towards her.
She wondered if she'd done something wrong, if she was in trouble or something. The man didn't look like he was from school, but....
Daniel moved around behind her, then slid his arms around her waist and hugged her to him. She gasped in surprise, looking up worriedly at the other man, wondering if he knew her mother.
"This is her, Rick. Isn't she gorgeous?"
"Yeah, a real fox," Rick said admiringly.
Amber blushed and her eyes fluttered prettily. Rick was about the same age as Daniel, though somewhat larger and better built. He had a handsome face, with dark, piercing eyes. Then she gasped as Daniel slid his hands upwards and cupped her full breasts through the thin tight sweater she wore.
"And what about these? Aren't they a great looking set of melons?"
"Sure look fine to me," Rick leered.
Amber gulped and wriggled a little in Daniel's arms. She was embarrassed at him pawing her like this in front of someone else, and worried about this Rick person telling someone.
"Relax, baby," Daniel said. "Me and Rick have been watching your video tapes. He really liked what he saw."
Amber froze, her face flushing beet red as Rick licked his lips and leered at her. The idea that he had watched her was mortifying. Her mind scanned through the things she had done on the tape and she cringed mentally.
"He's seen so much he can hardly wait to get a look at the real thing," Daniel grinned, kneading her breasts as she stood there numbly.
He reached down and unzipped her pants. Amber clutched at his wrist, but was so stunned she didn't know what to do, and he easily unzipped her and then tugged her sweater up.
"Da ... Daniel," she gulped protestingly.
"Don't worry, baby," he said. "Rick won't tell anyone what a hot little slut you are. He just wants to fuck your pretty little cunt."
He jerked her sweater up over her bra-clad breasts, then undid her bra, pulling it down and away, and exposing her fat tits to Rick's lascivious gaze.
Amber tried to cover herself but he pulled her hands away and held her arms at her sides as Rick licked his lips admiringly.
"They look even better than they did on tape," he said.
He reached out and stroked the underside of both her quivering melons, then cupped them, lifting them up slightly, as though weighing them.
"This is one great set of tits," he said, squeezing them in his hands.
Amber trembled, but was too embarrassed to say anything as the stranger stroked and kneaded her bare titties. She pulled against Daniel's grip, but didn't resist hard as Rick bent and began to lick and suck at her nipples.
Daniel pulled her wrists together behind her back and pinned them there with one hand, then tugged her pants down around her thighs and slid his hand into her string bikini panties.
As Rick continued to suck and chew on her nipples, Daniel eased his fingers into her pussy meat and began to stroke her clitty.
Amber gasped and moaned, her initial shock slowly giving way to acceptance, and then a hot, sudden igniting of lust. She remembered the porno movies of the women having sex with two men, and how she'd wanted to try that herself, and remembered Daniel's comment about having another man fuck her as she sucked his cock.
The heat blasted up higher and faster than ever before, and she ground her hips helplessly as he stroked her clitty.
"Yeah, look at the little whore," Daniel smirked. "Look at her wiggle that round ass."
Rick backed off a little and Daniel pulled her around roughly and slammed her back against the wall. His hand continued to stroke her pussy inside her panties, though, and that was all she cared about, that, and the knowledge that two grown men were watching her semi-nude body.
Her hands were free but she did nothing with them, leaving them at her sides as she rolled her head back and moaned in pleasure. Daniel suddenly pulled his fingers out of her snatch and gripped her thin panties, tearing them apart and baring her crotch to his and Rick's lustful eyes.
She gasped in shock, then fell back against the wall, panting open-mouthed as the two men leered down at her. Daniel slid his hand between her thighs and resumed rubbing her slit, and she humped feverishly against his fingers as she stared blearily up at them.
Then she came, arching her back violently as she cried out in release, grinding and rubbing herself against Daniel's fingers, grabbing his wrist in both her hands and jamming his hand up into her sopping pussy pad as she rode him through a powerful orgasm.
When she began to sag down to the floor Daniel pulled her away from the wall and back against him, still squeezing and rubbing her pussy with his other hand as he held her hair and forced her head up and back.
"I told you she was a hot assed little whore."
"What a piece of ass," Rick said: "Sluts like this don't come along too often."
"She's a bargain at any price."
"Aren't you, slut?" he demanded, jerking her head back a little more.
"Ye ... yeas," she gasped dazedly.
Rick stroked her taut breasts as Daniel continued to rub her pussy.
"She's a bad girl, though. She needs to be punished," Daniel said. "She needs to be spanked. Don't you, little whore?"
"Yeessss," she moaned.
He gripped her sweater and pulled it up and off. Then he and Rick removed her pants and shoes and half carried her over to a chair. Rick sat down and they pulled the shaken girl across his lap.
"Man, what an ass she's got," Rick said.
"She was made for fucking," Daniel agreed.
Rick stroked her ass with one hand, while his other slid under to cup her breast and squeeze it. She felt her wrists pulled up behind her back, then tied there, and felt a re-ignition of sexual lust between her legs.
Daniel stood back then as Rick began to stroke her pussy. She moaned weakly, then yelped as his hand cracked down on her bare ass.
"You're a bad girl," he said. "Bad girls need to be punished."
Again his hand slapped down on her ass, and again she yelped.
His fingers darted in between her legs, and began to caress her pussy slit as his left hand slapped down against her ass cheeks. She moaned in sexual delight, humping back against his fingers as she reveled in the raw, carnal sexuality, in the dirty, wanton actions taking place.
Rick spanked her ass red as he fingered her pussy, and she came with a colossal release of pent up sexual power, screaming and sobbing as she writhed and thrashed and jerked on his lap.
He pushed her off his lap and undid his pants, gripping he hair to keep her between his legs. She gasped and panted weakly as the two men positioned her on her knees between Rick's legs and Rick pressed his cock against her lips.
She shook her head to clear it a little, then began to lick at his cock as he rubbed it over her lips. He taunted her with it, slapping her cheeks and nose and lips with his cockhead before pushing it into her mouth. She sucked eagerly, bobbing her lips up and down as he ran his hands through her thick, silky brown hair.
She felt hands behind her then, and moaned in delight as she remembered Daniel. She felt him settling behind her, felt his fingers at her sex, and sucked harder on Rick's boner as she spread her legs and raised her ass.
She felt his cock against her pussy and groaned happily as it slid up inside her to the hilt. What a hot, sexy whore she was to fuck two men at once! What a seductive sexual creature she was!
She humped back against Daniel as he began to fuck her, at the same time licking and sucking on Rick's boner with even more enthusiasm. She slid her lips up and down his shaft, then, in a burst of excitement, forced her lips all the way down his shaft to the balls.
Whenever Daniel had throat fucked her before she had had her head way back. But she was so excited now she forced her throat to accept his hard boner as it bent slightly to grind along the wall of her throat.
Rick cursed and pulled on her hair, moaning pleasure as she slid her lips up and down his cock and her throat squeezed and massaged it. Daniel laughed and reached under her to squeeze her dangling titties as he hammered his cock deep into her pussy crack.
Amber came again, and it was even more powerful. She was already a little light-headed from lack of air when the climax burst upon her, and it seemed to make her head explode. She trembled and shook in the throes of orgiastic pleasure, her mind shattered by the power of the sexual eruption. She lost all sense of who or what she was, or where. All she knew was pleasure, a raw, foaming sea of pleasure.
Rick fucked her throat eagerly, and exploded as well, pouring jism down into her belly as the bleary eyed girl lost consciousness entirely and her eyes rolled back in her head.
Daniel pulled her back then, freeing her throat so she could breath. He laid her on her back on the floor and spread her legs, continuing to fuck her until he came too. By then she was starting to come around again, moaning and murmuring in confusion.
Daniel untied her wrists, and, after she had regained her breath and energy, she began to dance for them. She was a bit shy at first, with Rick there, but quickly lost her inhibitions and doing as lewd a bump and grind as she knew how.
As she was bent over and wiggling her ass at them, Rick pulled a bill from his pocket.
"Let me show you what happens when you're a real stripper," he cried excitedly.
He crumbled up the bill and shoved it into her pussy as she bent over there in front of them. She was a little surprised at first, but found the idea very exciting, and continued wiggling her ass in front of him, then in front of Daniel. Daniel too stuffed a bill into her pussy, shoving it in deep with his fingers.
She laughed and danced away, then collapsed into a chair, panting for breath. Daniel fetched her dildo and vibrator while she fished the bills out of her pussy crack. She blinked in surprise to see they were both twenties, and licked her lips in hopes she would be able to keep the money.
"That's yours. You can keep it," Rick grinned.
She grinned back saucily.
Then Daniel tossed the dildo and vibrator into her lap. "Give us another show, slut," he said, sitting down beside Rick again.
"Yeah, maybe we'll be able to fuck you again," Rick leered.
That sounded like a good idea to Amber, so she smiled seductively at them as she turned on the vibrator and rolled it over her fat breasts. She sawed the dildo back and forth over her pussy mound, then angled it in and forced the thing deep into her cunt crack.
She slumped down more, then fucked her pussy with the dildo as she ran the purring vibrator across her clitty. Soon she was filled with sexual energy again, and pumping fast, panting and moaning as the two men watched.
She pulled the dildo out of her pussy then, and, with a hot burst of excitement, slid the vibrator up her snatch instead and pressed the dildo against her asshole. She felt like the hottest, sluttiest girl in the world as she forced the dildo up her asshole.
"Oh, man," Rick sighed.
"What a little fuck machine she is," Daniel grinned.
"I'm getting a boner again," Rick said, licking his lips.
Amber fucked her ass with the dildo and fucked her pussy with the vibrator. She was tremendously excited at the sensation of having both her holes filled, and the packed sensation inside her. But she wanted two real cocks in her holes instead, and she spread her legs wider in invitation.
Daniel got up and went to her. He gripped her arm and pulled her out of the chair and over to where Rick sat. She straddled him as Daniel pulled the vibrator out of her snatch, then sank down onto his hard boner as he held it pointed up at her.
She felt it piercing her body, and trembled in delight as it slid up into her guts. It throbbed and pulsed inside her, alive and hungry as she closed her knees around him and drew his head into her breasts.
He sucked and chewed and bit on her fat mammaries as she ground her pussy down on his cock. Then Daniel began to pump the dildo in her asshole, and she shuddered as the pleasure rose to unbearable heights.
She grunted and moaned and sobbed in pleasure, her mind reeling from the towering strength of the passion and lust and desire that was rippling through her. She began bouncing wildly on Rick's boner, her eyes wild and desperate as the powerful sexual heat built up inside her.
She carne with a powerful blast of sexual energy that sent her head whipping back and the air exploding from her lungs. Her long wavy hair trailed down her ass while Rick bit down hard on her right tit and Daniel pounded the dildo into her buttery little asshole.
She stiffened, and trembled violently, then her head began to bounce as she grunted in animalistic pleasure. Her insides heaved and twisted, her guts churning and her heart threatening to explode as the sexual energy ripped through her nervous system.
Then she collapsed against Rick, head falling limply against his shoulder as she began to breath again. She groaned wearily, her senses frazzled by the powerful sexual experience.
Yet it was not over, for Rick's cock was still firmly embedded in her belly, and as Daniel pulled the rubbery dildo from her asshole, she felt his own bulging erection piercing her, and sliding up inside to take its place.
That she had two real cocks in her now made her tremble in excitement, even as her guts cramped and churned and ached. Daniel's right hand slid around her to cup her breast, while he jerked her head back by the hair and locked his lips on hers.
Rick squeezed her other tit, and she felt his fingers down between her legs, stroking her clitty. She shuddered and groaned, weak, but blissful in their grip, loving the hard cocks filling her, and the hot, hungry hands kneading and squeezing her flesh.
She rose up, sliding her pussy up Rick's cock with a groan of effort, then slid back down again. She got her hands on Rick's shoulders, and began to slowly rise up and down, riding his boner. Behind her, Daniel continued, who had buried his cock in her ass, and just left it there, now began to pump.
"Oooohhhhhh," she groaned. "Oohhh Yesssssss! COohhhhhhhhh God! Unhhhhhhhhn!"
She was becoming intoxicated by the high levels of sexual pleasure coursing through her body, her frazzled nerve endings requiring less and less to set them to snapping and crackling and burning.
Rick was threatening to devour her right breast even as Daniel and he both mashed her left between their hands. She was riding slowly, and unsteadily up and down on Rick's boner while Daniel pumped his up her asshole with hard, sharp, steady thrusts. It felt like the two big cocks inside her belly were rubbing against each other. An image came to mind, of boy scouts rubbing two sticks together to get fire.
She felt the heat rising, felt the trembling and shaking and boiling of her bones and sinews. Her insides quivered and roiled as her mind spun through a drunken storm of lust and pleasure and lewd delight.
Then she came again, her body wracked by convulsions as she lost her mind to the sensory blast waves that shook her. The orgasm rose and rose and rose, seeming to never peak, then as though she had finally reached the summit, she hung there, quivering like a plucked guitar string for long seconds.
Finally she slid downwards, the pleasure easing, her nervous system easing it's frantic clamor. She found, that during her orgasm both men had dropped their loads inside her, and knew a moments disappointment that their pumping was coming to an end.
But she felt a certain smug satisfaction at what she had done, at how she had excited them, and eagerly awaited her next lewd act.
* * * * *
The next afternoon Bob was there when she came home, and he and Daniel fucked her hard and long. The day after it was Jack, and the day after that Paul fucked her ass so hard she was sore for days. And then the day after that she returned home to find Rick, Bob, Jack, and Paul all sitting there with Rick.
She was already horny before she entered the house, wondering who Daniel had brought home, and how they would fuck her. When she stepped inside and found four men there, all guys she'd fucked and sucked before, the sexual tension inside her exploded.
Her eyes widened, and she stood there as though stunned, while the men got up and approached her, smiling lewdly.
Rick took her books while Bob unzipped her jacket. Daniel pulled it over her shoulders and off as Jack unzipped her jeans and Paul unbuttoned the front of her shirt. She stared around her, mouth slack, eyes wide, heart pounding, as the men stripped her.
They had cleared a space against the far wall, and positioned the sofa and chairs before it. There was a mattress on the floor there, and they carried her over to it and put her on the mattress. Then all the men sat down facing her except Bob.
She was standing there on the mattress, blushing and confused as she blinked at them. Then Bob seized her hair and jerked her head back so hard she almost lost her footing and fell. He jammed his other hand in between he legs and began squeezing and kneading her pussy meat as he bit down hard on her throat.
His fingers drove up into her cunt as he gnawed at her throat, pumping with harsh demanding strokes as he dragged her down onto the mattress and dropped atop her. He jerked his pants down and thrust into her to the hilt, then began fucking as hard and fast as he could.
She was stunned by the rough and brutal assault, yet her senses were caught up in the lewd, raw sexuality of it all, and the presence of the men watching, and the knowledge that each of them was surely going to fuck her, leant strength to her passion and desire.
Bob jerked her legs up and jammed them back against her chest, then !id hi hands down her thighs to her calves, and forced her legs straight back, crushing her breasts beneath them as he rose above her and hammered his tool down into her crack.
She thought her spine would snap as he threw all his weight down against her, spearing her with his thick boner again and again, using it like a weapon as he stabbed her with brutal strength. Amber couldn't think. She was so stunned by the ferocity of the sexual assault she could do nothing but lay there and grunt as she tried to survive it.
And yet there was a hot, burning ember of sexual desire that the shock and pain could not quench, and as his hard pole of flesh pistoned inside her it grew hotter, spreading throughout her trembling, shaking body until she was encased in a crushing sexual heat.
She was almost ready to come, when he halted, grunting in relief as he spewed his juice into her. He rolled away and lay on his back beside her as her legs unfolded and dropped to the mattress. She groaned dazedly, her eyes glazed as she gulped in air.
She was vaguely aware of the other men applauding, and shouting some obscene comments about her and Bob, but she paid it little heed.
Bob slid off the mattress, and Jack stepped up, removing his pants entirely. He stood over her, straddling her body, then bent, reached down, and gripped a thick wad of her long brown hair. She cried out in pain and protest as he dragged her up to her knees and mashed her face into his crotch.
She pawed ineffectually at him but he knocked her hands away as he bent her head back, straddling her and forcing his cock through her lips. He punched it down her throat and began fucking her, jerking her head up to meet each thrust as he clutched it tightly between his hands.
Amber's throat ached as he pumped his cock inside it. Her lips were bruised and she tasted blood as he rammed his pubic bone into her face, crushing her nose against his abdomen as he forced her lips up his cock to the very base.
He fucked hard and fast, jerking her head back and forth as he raped her throat. His hands threatened to crush her skull as she reeled in shock and dazed incomprehension.
Then, when she was on the verge of losing consciousness from lack of air, the tore his cock out, stepped to one side, and flung her forward so she fell gasping and choking on her face. He turned and straddled her again, then dropped to his knees between her spread legs.
He gripped her thighs, violently lifting them up and tearing them apart before slamming them back to the mattress. He leaned in and pressed his spit-wet cockhead against her asshole, then thrust it inside her.
He buried his tool in her ass, then, gripping her f soft round cheeks, he began to pound it down into her with hard, violent strokes. His big boner rutted into her with furious motions.
He let his body lean forward then fall heavily atop her, crushing her beneath him. He ground his crotch against her buttocks as he forced her head up and back and crushed her lips with his. He humped strongly as he bit and sucked and chewed on her lips and throat and ears, using her roughly.
Then he eased back onto his knees, pulling her up by the hair and hips, forcing her onto all fours before him. He slapped her ass a couple of times, then gathered all her hair back into a thick, twisted tail, then started fucking her ass again.
His hips beat a hard, steady tattoo against her ass cheeks as he used her hair like the reins of a horse, jerking back cruelly to hear her cry out. He slammed his hips into her ass cheeks with bruising force, almost throwing her off her knees.
When he let her hair go she did fall forward, her face and shoulders dropping to the mattress with a groan of dazed pain. He reached down and seized her wrists, then yanked them straight back along her hips, forcing her chest up and off the mattress again.
He used her wrists, her arms, like the handles of a wheelbarrow, jerking her back to meet each of his brutal thrusts as he reamed out her buttery little asshole. Her head bounced up and down, face covered in a matted mass of tangled hair. Her tits wobbled violently back and forth beneath her. She grunted and gasped senselessly.
Then he spewed his load inside her, let her wrists go, gave her ass another hard slap, and pushed himself to his feet. He laughed as the other men applauded, then put his foot against her ass and shoved, toppling her.
"Next," he laughed.
CHAPTER FIVE
Amber lay there moaning weakly as he moved away. Paul stepped up, slapping palms with him, then he dropped his pants. Unlike the others, he also pulled his shirt up and off, tossing it aside so he was naked.
He drew his arms up and made muscles for the hooting men, showing off his powerful, muscular physique. Then turned to the girl laying on the mattress. He gripped her thick hair and pulled her up to her feet. She moaned and gasped in pain, gripping his wrist as he lifted her up, then pulled her head back as he squeezed her ass, mashing his lips against hers.
His huge body seemed to dwarf her as he enveloped her in his powerful arms. He crushed her against him as his tongue shot into her mouth, then he gripped her wrists and lifted her off" her feet. He turned and pressed her against the wall, holding her easily in place as he pressed his groin forward.
His rigid cockhead pressed against her pussy, and he pulled her towards him, squatting a bit until his cockhead slipped into her slit then found her fuck hole. He slid the head inside her, then straightened, pressing her back against the wall as he forced his cock up her to the hilt.
She couldn't keep her legs apart, though, and he wanted deeper penetration. He pulled her against him, and slid his hands down onto her cupcake ass. Her legs slid automatically around him as he buried his tool inside her and gnawed on her throat.
He began to jerk her up and down against him, thrusting his cock up into her pussy crack as she groaned and moaned and grasped his shoulders in an effort to steady the world. He crushed her between his body and the wall as he stabbed his cock up into her belly.
Her head bounced dizzily, and she grunted in pain as her body was bruised and battered, as his cock sliced up between the tender folds of her slit.
He turned around quickly, swinging her so she lost her grip on his shoulders and fell back. His tight hold of her hips kept her from falling, though as she swayed far back, her head almost upside down as he continued to fuck her.
Then he let her hips go and quickly shifted his grip to her ankles as she fell. He caught her before her head hit the mattress, lifting her up and turning her around upside down. He held her by one leg, and pressed his cock against her slit again, then forced it inside.
He grabbed her other leg, holding both in strong, powerful hands, holding them apart as he fucked down into her. Her hair dangled down onto the mattress as she blinked in confusion, trying to make sense of her upside down world.
He lifted and lowered her slowly, grunting with the effort as the men applauded.
He reached down then pulling her higher, sliding an arm around her waist as he lifted her torso up to the horizontal position. Her legs fell downwards, almost to the mattress as he held her in mid-air, her ass pressed against his groin, and continued to fuck her.
Then he shifted his grip again, sliding a hand between her legs and lifting her up, gripping her arm as well as he turned her around and shoved her back against the wall. His hands slipped under her ass and he raised her up, taking her legs over his shoulders as he began to chew on her cunt meat.
Her head brushed the roof, and she looked down at the other men so far below, unable to focus her mind, too battered, both mentally and physically, to be able to understand things. She hadn't been given a second to catch her breath since they had stripped her, and had still not said a word.
Now as Paul chewed and sucked and slurped at her sore, sensitive pussy she blinked her eyes and was finally able to let her body indulge in the raw, animalistic sexual heat that had hung, shimmering, around her since she had stepped through the door.
She took several long, shuddering breaths, her hands clutching at his head as he ate her snatch. The whole thing was so shockingly sinful, immoral and crude that she began to heat up almost immediately. She rolled her head back, gasping for air as her body quivered and trembled.
His mouth was sucking and slurping and chewing violently at her cunt meat. His tongue was a writhing snake in her slit, and his lips and tongue rubbed roughly over her cunt meat and clitty as he sucked and blew and growled against her.
He lifted her up and then slid her down his body, slowly, letting her down until her crotch rubbed over his hard boner. She reached down for his cock, gasping in passion and lust, drawing it against her slit and pressing it up inside. She tightened her legs around him as she gripped his shoulders, and his hands jerked in against her ass, ramming her pelvis against his and burying his tool in her cunt.
Their tongues whipped together as she ground her body against him and he jerked her ass up and down. He slammed her into the wall, knocking the breath out of her as he rodded his tool up into her belly. Then they came, Amber crying out in exhausted pleasure as he grunted in release, his steaming jism spewing up into her womb as they humped violently against each other.
Afterwards, he dropped her onto the mattress, and she lay there, gasping and panting, as he staggered away.
Her body ached as Daniel stepped forward. He held something in his hand, but she didn't notice it as she lay there chest heaving, eyes closed. He prodded it against her fat round breast and she blinked her eyes open, looking up at him.
It was a thin wooden cane of some sort, about three feet long. He stabbed it against her nipples a couple of times, and he moaned a protest, batting at it.
"On your knees, dog," he ordered, slapping the switch lightly against her breasts.
"Oowww!" she whined, rolling over and covering her breasts.
He snapped the switch down against her round buttocks, and she yelped in protest again.
"On all fours little fuck-dog," he ordered.
She rose onto her hands and knees before him, and he smacked her ass again.
"Crawl, dog. Heel," he said, reinforcing the command with a sharp snap of the switch.
He walked forward, and she crawled alongside him, yelping each time the switch snapped down against her ass. He walked her around the around the room and back again. He led her onto the mattress and made her sit back on her haunches, then rise up on her knees and beg like a dog.
"Lay down. Lay on your back, whore," he snapped, flicking the switch against her ass. "Spread your legs."
He tossed her a pair of dildos, both of them new, both thicker than the one she was used to.
"Go on, you slutty little animal-, fuck your dirty pussy and asshole while we watch. Show us all what a nasty, sluttish little whore you are."
He snapped the switch against her thigh and she yelped and scrabbled for the dildos, panting and sniffling as she slowly worked one up into her moist pussy. She groaned as it spread her pussy lips wide open, stretching them as it slid through.
Then she gripped the other and brought it to her lips. She sucked and licked at the head of it as they watched, then drew her legs back and pressed it against her anal opening.
She saw the looks of excitement in their eyes as she slowly twisted the dildo from side to side and tried to work it up into her asshole. It excited her. The whole lewd scene taking place was tremendously arousing. She was the center of attention here, with all these men excited and filled with lust over her.
That made her smug and caused her pussy to burn. Surely no one could deny what a hot vixen she now was. She reveled in that, in being a sexy, sluttish tramp, a sex toy, like Daniel called her. She spread her legs wide as she stared up at all those men, drawing her knees back as she gripped the dildo with both hands and slowly forced it down into her tight ass.
She was totally caught up in her own sexuality, in her own fantasies of herself as the seductive, wanton woman. She loved the way they looked at her, wanted to arouse them more, to turn them on. She smiled seductively at them as she jammed the dildo up her ass, grunting as inch after inch slid up her asshole.
She shoved the dildo up so high only an inch remained, which she clutched with her fingers. She rolled over, then pushed herself up on her knees, raising her ass towards them and humping back sexily. She reached back between her thighs and fingered her clitty, whining in heat as she rolled and ground her hips around in circles.
"Look at this filthy little fuck-dog," Daniel said. "Tell us what a whore you are, fuck-dog."
"I'm a slutty whore," she groaned. "And I love cocks. I love sucking cocks, and getting fucked, and getting sodomized. I love screwing. I love drinking sperm. Let me suck your cock."
She turned and crawled to him, bending and licking at his feet, delighted in the gasps from the watching men. "Fuck me. Fuck me," she panted. "Fuck my cunt hole. Fuck my twat. Fuck my asshole and my throat."
"Dirty whore," Daniel said, cracking the switch down against her ass.
"Oohhh!" she gasped. "Fuck me! Please fuck me! Oowww!"
He cracked the switch down on her ass again, then shoved her back.
"Turn around, you little whore. Show us your snatch. Fuck it with the dildos."
She turned her ass to them and put both hands back between her thighs. She seized both dildos and fucked them awkwardly in and out as Daniel moved behind her. He lashed her ass with the switch again, then again, then again, drawing cries of pain as the girl continued to pump the dildos in her pussy and asshole.
"Filthy whore," he said as he slashed the switch down. "Dirty fuck-dog. Stinking little tramp. You're nothing but a piece of cunt meat. You're a walking fuck-machine. You were built for fucking!"
Daniel reached down and gripped her hair, dragging her up and back, nipping her back onto her back. He dragged the sobbing girl across the floor by the hair, then pulled her up onto the coffee table, sliding her down its length until her head and shoulder were over the edge.
He let go of her hair then and straddled the coffee table. He sat down on her lower chest and slid his cock in between her tits, then began to roughly fuck them as he mashed the two fat balls of flesh around his cock.
Rick knelt at the end of the coffee table and pulled her head even further down, then shoved his hard pecker through her lips, then sent it right down her throat and began fucking it. Bob straddled the table, ready to go again, and sat down between her splayed legs, then shoved his pecker down her cunt again.
Amber came almost as soon as Daniel seized her titties, and came again as the three of them roughly used her body for their pleasure, then again, then again, glorying in her own sexual abuse, crying out in pleasure and bliss as come poured into her and onto her.
* * * * *
That evening, as he counted the money he'd gotten from the guys who'd taken part in the little gang bang, Daniel let his lips curve upwards into a contented smile. Amber was coming along even better than he'd hoped, and though he had only made a few hundred, so far, he knew his future would be secure with a hot little whore like her in his control.
He had already talked to Rudy Morgan, who owned a strip club downtown, about her doing some work there, and he had no doubt that many of the clients, once they'd seen her on stage, would be more than willing to pay a pretty penny for a private show.
All he had to do was handle her mother right. As far as that went, his hints, and little amused comments about how Amber continued to flirt with him, and even flash her body at him whenever she had the opportunity, was succeeding in driving a wedge between the two.
Why, if Paula walked in one day and found him fucking the little whore, she would probably blame Amber instead of him. Already, instead of being upset at the harsh discipline he often meted out to the girl in front of her, Paula seemed to be taking satisfaction whenever he hit or punished the slutty teenager. It wouldn't be long before she was thinking the worst of her daughter, and willing to entertain Daniel's suggestions about what should be done about it.
He was so caught up in plotting that he was stunned when it turned out that Amber caused the confrontation with her mother all by herself.
She had, it seemed, made a little videotape for him. She had set the camcorder to record, then laid back naked, spread her legs, and fucked herself with the two dildos while telling him how much she loved him and wanted his cock up her ass and down her throat and in her pussy.
She'd set it in his underwear drawer with a little rote with his name on it. Of course, Paula had recognized the writing when she'd opened the drawer, and had been suspicious. When she shoved it into the VCR in their room and seen Amber pumping her pussy and ass with dildos, and heard what she had to say, she'd gone howling down the hall and burst into the surprised girl's room.
The screams caught Daniel's attention, and he ran upstairs into a cat fight. The two of them were rolling on the floor cursing and snarling and screaming as they pulled at each other's hair and tried to claw each other's faces.
He would have stood back and watched but was afraid Paula would scratch the teenager's pretty face, and thus damage what he considered to be valuable merchandise. He had a hard time separating them, though, and had to cuff and slap them both before he could drag Paula off her daughter.
Then he carried the cursing woman down the hall and through her into their bed. When she told him what she'd seen, and he turned the tape on briefly, he realized what an opportunity he had been presented with.
Luckily, Amber hadn't given any hint that she had actually done anything with him, either in the tape or while fighting with her mother. All Paula thought was that her daughter was a cheap whore who was willing to do anything to get her hands on him.
Daniel did everything he could to reinforce that belief, though without appearing to do so. He spoke about forgiving her, and that she was young, and that it was some kind of hormonal thing. Paula didn't seem to care. She wanted Amber out of the house.
Daniel had a different proposition, of course. He suggested that all she needed was a guy to fuck her. That if she found some guy who would give her the fucking she so obviously needed, she wouldn't keep coming after Daniel.
Maybe she was a nymphomaniac, he suggested. If she was it would be heartless of them to throw her out into the cold. After all, it wasn't her fault she was so oversexed. Paula was more than dubious, but willing to let him try it.
He called Rick over. Rick was glad to comply, of course, and soon he was in Amber's bedroom fucking her roughly and loudly. Paula didn't seem bothered by this at all. In fact, she seemed eager for some cries of fear or remorse, almost as if she hoped Rick would have to rape the little slut.
After an hour or so, Rick emerged, yawning, and said that Amber had worn him out. Paula stamped her foot and cursed angrily. "Filthy little whore!" she snapped.
"Now, now, Paula, dear. You have to show more sympathy."
"Sympathy? She's a cheap whore!"
"If she's a nymphomaniac, it's not her fault," he said piously.
"I won't have her in this house," she glared.
"Like I said, if she gets it regularly, she won't bother us."
"You just saw that guy. He looks like she fucked his brains out. The little bitch should be out on the streets. She'd make a great prostitute!"
Which was exactly what he intended, of course, but he only smiled and patted her arm.
"You see the way she dresses," Paula hissed. "Those tight tops and pants, so she can show off her fat tits and ass!"
"Her ass isn't fat," he smiled.
"Stop that! You know what I mean!"
"It's not her fault if she's a nympho."
"Then put her in an institution!" she snarled.
"I don't know if they have those for nymphos."
"Yes they do! They're called whore houses!"
"Well, I suppose that would be an interesting career choice for her," he shrugged.
"I won't have her fucking you!"
"I won't touch her," he said.
"Oh, bullshit! I know men. How could you resist a whore like her? Especially one with a body like she has!"
"I'll try to be strong. Anyway, if we find more men for her she'll get it out of her system and won't want me."
"What she needs is to have her little ass whipped!" "Well, I'll do that too. Maybe that will help."
"Dirty slut," she growled.
"She has this great new body and she wants to use it," he said soothingly.
"Maybe if she's got enough scars on it she won't think it's so great," Paula sneered.
"Well, we don't need scars, but ... maybe we can bring her to realize that her body isn't just a sexual instrument."
Amber was muttering curses herself, and checking her cut lip when the door to her room opened and they came in. She turned and looked at them both warily, especially her mother. The two of them exchanged glares, and Amber thought about telling her mother about some of the things she and her boyfriend had done in the past few weeks.
"Amber," Daniel said carefully. "Your mother is very upset with you."
Amber shrugged, and glared.
"You really have to realize that your body isn't made just for sexual pleasure."
She snorted, since he had been telling her just the opposite for quite some time.
"Now take off your clothes," he said.
"What?" she blinked.
"You heard him, you slut!"
"Fuck you!" she snarled back.
"Stop it, both of you! Amber, remove your clothes."
"Not in front of her!"
"Amber. You do what you're told. Now!"
She flinched at his words, then licked her lips worriedly. She couldn't refuse his order, yet the last thing she wanted to do was strip in front of her mother, especially since....
"Now!"
She glowered at both of them, then lifted her chin defiantly and undid her shirt. Let her mother see what the competition was like, she thought angrily.
She stripped off her shirt and skinned out of her pants, then hesitated briefly. A cloud passed over her face as she remembered....
Then she reached behind her back and undid her bra, slipping it off her shoulders and tossing it behind her. She stood defiantly in her bikini panties, her shoulders back, chest out, sneering at her mother, who glared back.
"The panties too," Daniel said, pulling his belt off.
"Uhm, could I ... Uhm, do I have too?" "Now!" he snarled.
She gasped, then reached down and carefully eased her panties down and off, then stood there fearfully, thighs tight together.
"mat's that?" he asked.
"Wha ... what's what?" she gulped.
"Turn around and get on the bed on your hands and knees."
She shuffled over to the bed and tried to climb on so she was facing him.
"You know better than that. Turn around!" he ordered.
Cringing in embarrassment she slowly turned to present her ass to Daniel and her mother. She turned beet red as she heard her mother's angry hiss.
For she had forced both dildos up her snatch and kept them there. Partly it was because it felt so slutty and sexy, and partly because she expected to surprise Daniel when he shoved his hand down her pants later, like he always did.
Now, though, bent over and naked, her mother and Daniel could clearly see the tips of the dildos sticking out of her pussy and asshole.
"You dirty, filthy little whore!" Paula shouted.
"Now, now, honey. Don't be like that. Remember, she can't help it."
"I want you out of my house!" Paula shouted.
"Stop that and be quiet," he snapped, grabbing her arm and stopping her from marching over and attacking her embarrassed daughter.
"You're just jealous," Amber spat.
"Jealous? Of you? Ha! You're nothing but cheap whore!"
"That's right, mother," Amber sneered. "I'm a hot, sexy whore. Men love me. They all want to fuck me!"
"And you want to fuck all of them too, don't you!" Paula snapped.
"Yes! I do! Come on, Daniel! Come and fuck me!"
"You cheap ... !"
"Just shut up, the both of you!" Daniel shouted.
He moved over beside the bed, and ran his belt through his fingers.
"You're going to have to be punished, Amber," he said. "For making that tape, and for the things you've said to your mother."
"She's just a dried up old hag!" Amber sneered. He raised the belt and cracked it down across her bare ass, and she cried out in pain.
"Shut up!" he ordered. She trembled, biting her liP "Now you apologise to your mother."
"No!" she shouted. "I won't!"
The belt cracked down against her ass again, harder this time. She clenched her teeth tightly, not wanting to make a sound, not wanting her mother to have the satisfaction of hearing her cry out.
"I said apologize!
She kept her teeth clenched and braced herself.
The belt lashed down across her ass especially hard, and she grunted in pain. Again it cut across her backside, and this time she did cry out in pain. Again the belt whipped across her ass. Again she cried out.
Tears came to her eyes, but they were tears of anger, not of pain. She was furious that her mother was standing there smugly watching as Daniel whipped her ass.
Again it whipped across her ass, and again she cried out.
She'd had her ass whipped often enough over the past few weeks that, though it hurt, she could take it, but she couldn't keep from crying out again and again, and it infuriated her that her mother would think that she had won.
Then she had an idea, and though it shocked her at first, she knew it was the sure way of defeating her mother. She dropped down onto her shoulders as the next blow landed, then slid her hand back between her legs and seized the end of the dildo sticking out of her snatch.
She began to pump it into her pussy as the two adults watched in shock.
"Yeah," she groaned. "Whip my ass! I love it! Go ahead! Whip my ass!"
Daniel lashed the belt across her red ass flesh as Paula stared in shock, but Amber continued to pump the dildo in her snatch. She'd done it before, after all, and she was determined to shock her mother.
Paula was shocked, and furious. She dashed forward and snatched the belt from Daniel's hand, then began to rain blows on her daughter's grinding, humping ass. She aimed the belt for Amber's hand and pussy, and drew louder screams and cries of pain, but the teenager continued to pump the dildo into her snatch.
She fell forward in an attempt to protect her pussy, but let her legs splay as she continued to drive the dildo up into her pussy hole. Paula cursed and snarled as she lashed her back and buttocks with furious blows, her arm rising an falling until it was leaden. Even then she tried to switch to her other hand, but Daniel took the belt away from her.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Amber grunted, sliding the dildo up into her slit as she stroked her fingers across her clitty. Then she came, gurgling in pleasure as her insides heaved and quivered and shook.
CHAPTER SIX
Afterwards Paula was adamant that Amber would have to leave. Daniel had to do a lot of fancy talking to convince her that it wasn't the girl's fault that she was a sex-addict. The fact that Amber was able to act so disgracefully, pumping her pussy with a dildo even while her own mother whipped her ass, was convincing evidence of a mental illness.
He would, he said, take her out of school, and put her into a special program for people like her that he'd heard about, and perhaps that would do something to ease what must be an uncontrollable appetite within the sluttish teenager.
The next day he took Amber downtown to a bar. It was not very busy, being midday, but there were perhaps ten or so men there scattered around the tables.
One of the things she noted, which confused her a great deal, was a little area that was set aside, and surrounded by a low wall. Inside the small area was a mass of dirt, and nothing else. She couldn't figure what on earth that could be for.
Daniel took her up to the bar, then he ordered them both drinks and had a low conversation with a man behind the bar. The two looked at her several times. Amber couldn't hear what was being said, but was pretty sure it had to do with what a sexy, slutty girl she was.
She wondered if Daniel was offering the man, obviously some friend of his, the chance to fuck her. Well, if he was, she wouldn't mind, she decided. The guy wasn't bad looking.
Then Daniel took her by the arm and led her through a small door that was marked employees only. They went down a dingy hallway, and into a small room which had a table, a couple of chairs, a sink, and a shower.
"Get your clothes off," he ordered.
She felt a quivering between her legs, and obeyed, quickly stripping down to her underwear, then, at his signal, stripping naked.
Her bare feet were cold on the tiled floor, and she hopped from one to the other as she waited for him to do something.
He fished around in a closet and came out with a lime green bikini top and a matching thong bottom.
"Put these on," he said.
She took them doubtfully and looked at them. "It's too small," she said.
"Do what you're told," he snapped.
She shrugged and stepped into the thong. She'd never worn a thong bikini before, so it kind of excited her. She pulled it up, and grunted with effort to get it over her hips. It dug up tightly into her pussy, and even tighter up between her ass cheeks.
Then she pulled on the top. She had to strain the strings to their utmost to get it tied, and even then the two tiny cups were just large enough to cover the center of her large breasts. They covered little more than her nipples, and a small patch of skin above and below them.
"Look," she said. "It's way too small."
"Looks fine to me," he leered.
She blushed a bit, and shrugged back, throwing her shoulders back and making the narrow triangles of fabric strain even more.
"Now, you're gonna make a hundred bucks. Know how?"
"A hundred bucks!"
That was an enormous amount of money to her. She'd never had that much money in her life. 'She couldn't imagine what she could do....
Then she could imagine, and blushed a bit more. She didn't want to be a prostitute. Everyone knew prostitutes were pathetic, dirty creatures that everyone made fun of and called names. They weren't sexy and hot like she considered herself to bed.
"What do I have to do?" she gulped. "Wrestle."
"Wrestle" Her jaw dropped in astonishment.
"Wrestle. You and another girl will wrestle each other. You know how that works?"
"But I don't know how to wrestle!" she protested.
"It's not really wrestling. You and this other girl will roll around and try to pin each other down, but it's really just for show. Guys like to see girls wrestling each other, especially pretty girls like you."
"But ... but how do...."
"It's simple. You grab each other and wrestle each other down. The idea is to pin the other girl on her back, to pin her shoulders to the floor long enough for the referee to count to ten. That's how you win. It doesn't matter, though, if you win or lose. You'll still get a hundred bucks."
"But ... I don't know anything about fighting."
"It isn't really fighting, you stupid whore!" he snapped. He slapped her face and glared at her. "Pay attention! You and her will roll around in the dirt for a few minutes, then you'll get a hundred bucks. Got that?"
She swallowed nervously and nodded.
"Just think of how turned on all those guys out there will be to see you like this, and to see you and the other girl wresting. You'll give them all hard-ons."
"Really?" she blinked.
"For sure."
"There were a lot of guys there," she said nervously.
"Nah, not many more than we had the other day. Remember? You put on a helluva show for them."
"I don't gotta fuck all these guys do I?"
"Why? Wouldn't you like it?"
"Well, I mean, if they pay me for that don't that make me a prostitute?"
"They ain't gonna be fucking you, okay? Now come on."
He was annoyed at her for talking about prostitution like that. The stupid girl didn't even know she had already prostituted herself. He would have to convince her that there was nothing wrong with prostitution, and that would take a little more time before he could get the cash really rolling in.
Amber blushed red as he pulled her out into the bar. All the men had gathered around the small, closed-off area and whistled and yelled when Daniel led her out. She felt that tingling between her legs again, happy and excited at how aroused the men were by the sight of her.
She was nervous, though, about what to do, and worried that the other girl might hurt her. Still, if it was just a show, like Daniel said, she shouldn't suffer any pain.
Daniel had her step over the low board and into the closed-off area. Her feet came down in the dirt, and she was surprised at how thick it was, and how slippery. There seemed to be a lot of clay there as well as simple dirt.
The man Daniel had been talking to before gripped her arm and pulled her into the middle of the little closed-off area and gestured for the men watching to quiet down.
"As you all know," the man said. "We usually don't have shows before two. But this is an exception. This young, beautiful maiden here, just arrived in town, and wants to challenge our champion, Irma to a no holds barred fight to the finish."
The men cheered, while Amber licked her lips nervously. Fight to the finish didn't sound very promising to her.
"Since we always aim to please, we thought we'd give her a chance. She's never wrestled before...."
There were a lot of chortles and snickers from the men at those words, and Amber felt even more nervous.
"which is why she's gonna try it now instead of during our regular matches. And here's our champion, Irma!"
Everyone turned, including Amber, as the door opened and a tall, short-haired blonde came out. She wore a robe with a fire breathing dragon on it, and strolled carelessly up to the side of the ring. She gave Amber a look of disgust, then shook her head and removed the robe.
Underneath she wore a bikini much like Amber's, except that the top seemed far more secure, and covered much more of her smaller breasts. She had a good body, though, and several of the men whistled or called out obscene remarks.
She glared at them and cursed them, going towards them with her fists raised. The manager grabbed her and pulled her back, pushing her into the ring near Amber. The men sneered and insulted her even more, calling her queer and dyke.
That unnerved Amber even more. She wished she could jump out of the ring and run away, even if it did mean Daniel would beat her. Unfortunately, all the men surrounded the ring and she didn't think she could get past them.
"Now remember, no hair-pulling, no eye-gouging, no biting or scratching or punching," the manager said, grinning at them.
Amber stared up at the other woman openmouthed. "Stupid little whore," Irma spat. "I'm gonna rip your head off and shit in the hole!"
Then several men poured buckets of water into the ring. Amber squeaked and tried to step back, but the water was being poured over everything, turning the floor into a mass of mushy mud and slippery clay. She was still looking around in astonishment, trying to keep her balance, when a bell rang.
She didn't even look up until Irma was right in front of her, and then she could only yelp in surprise and fear as the taller woman's hand shot around behind her and gripped her hair tightly. Before she could react she was flung forward.
She stumbled and fell full length in the mud and clay, to great applause from the audience. She was just blinking her eyes in shock when she felt hands gripping her ankle. Irma twisted her around and dragged her backwards through the mud, then dropped her ankle and gripped her hair.
She dragged the yelping girl up to her knees, then pulled her hair back so hard her head was almost upside down. Amber felt the woman's quick fingers at the catch behind her neck, and instants later her bra popped open.
The men howled in glee as her big, naked tits popped free, feasting their eyes on them as Irma pulled the girl's head back even further. Then Irma seemed to lose her balance and all, letting go of Amber's hair.
Amber gasped and shook her hair, then scrambled to tie her top together again. She was mortified at having been exposed in front of these men. It wasn't like when she was in her home and the men expected her to be naked, after all. Nor was it like any of these people had ever seen her naked before.
She was in a public place, in front of complete strangers!.
Before she could get her top done though Irma was on her, grabbing her by the hair again and pulling her head under her arm. She lifted her to her feet, still keeping her head pinned under her arm, then shifted her grip, pulling her head down and throwing her leg over her.
She held Amber's head pinned between her thighs, the younger, smaller girl bent over helplessly as she slapped ineffectually at Irma's legs. Irma laughed and slapped her bare buns repeatedly while the audience roared its approval.
Then Irma seemed to slip again. Amber knew it was certainly not because of anything she had done. She tried to crawl free, but Irma grabbed her, and the two wrestled in the mud and clay, rolling over several times.
Amber was utterly covered with mud and dirt, well, at least her body was. Her face wasn't yet. She could feel the gritty, grimy stuff coating her breasts and thighs, and even plastered against her pussy under the brief thong bottom.
She was totally confused, and had no idea what to do. Irma tore her bra off completely and flung it away, then grabbed her from behind, her arm sliding around Amber's throat and cinching tight. She bent Amber's head back as her other hand grabbed one of the teenager's heavy, mud-coated breasts and squeezed painfully hard, twisting it.
The crowd yelled its approval again as Amber squealed in pain. She grabbed Irma's wrist and pulled it away surprisingly easy, men managed to twist around so they were facing each other. In desperation she tried to grab the other woman's hair, but since it was so short there was little to get her fingers on.
Irma drove a knee into her belly and the teenager almost collapsed, gasping for breath. Then Irma scrambled to her feet. She grabbed Amber again, getting her fingers into the thick, rich clump of hair and forcing her up on her own feet.
Their bodies pressed tightly together as they staggered from side to side in the center of the ring. Then Irma was pulling back, jerking Amber's head back sharply by the hair again. She slapped one of the teenager's large breasts, drawing a howl of protest as the stricken girl grabbed her wobbling breast.
Then she tripped the girl, letting her fall heavily onto her ass. Irma dropped down hard, her knee slamming into Amber's cunt with dizzying effect, then gripped her ankles and lifted her legs up and shoved them back against her chest.
The men howled in approval, making many obscene remarks as Irma forced Amber's ankles down beside her ears, then straddled her body, using her weight to pin her like that. The manager started counting numbers, and had reached nine when suddenly Irma lurched aside and fell off, as though Amber had managed to throw her.
She got up very slowly while Amber groaned and lay in the mud helplessly. Irma shook her head like she'd hurt it, then finally got to her feet and went over to Amber again. Amber had rolled onto her belly and was trying to get to her hands and knees in hopes of crawling away.
Irma reached down and gripped the back of her thong bottom, in one hand, and Amber's hair in the other, then sent her flying across the ring to land on her face and chest in a puddle of muddy water. She came after her, and thumped her foot down onto Amber's back as the brunette tried to rise.
She moved around to Amber's head, and stepped carefully onto the thick, mud-coated tresses as she bent over the whimpering girl. She put her hands under Amber's waist and heaved upwards, then managed to grab the thong again, as well as one of her flailing legs.
She lifted her up and backwards. Amber's face was pinned into the mud because Irma was standing on her hair. Her hands slapped helplessly at the woman's ankles as Irma lifted her upside down, bending her painfully so her feet came down on the floor beyond her head.
Most of Amber's weight came down on her shoulders, but her back was bowed painfully hard, her spine threatening to snap. Her face continued to be mashed down into the mud as Irma yelled in triumph. The manager began counting, and Irma slapped Amber's breasts several times while she waited.
Finally he reached ten. Irma gave Amber's breast a final slap, then let her go, stepping off her hair so the girl could fall to her back. She walked into the center of the ring with her hands aloft, shouting victoriously as the men booed her.
Amber lay there groaning weakly until the manager dumped a bucket of ice cold water onto her. She sat up quickly, sputtering and coughing. Another bucket was dumped on her head, then the manager and Daniel dragged her to her feet, and led the dazed, wet, muddy girl out of the ring.
They went into the same back room where she'd changed. Daniel pushed her into the narrow shower cubicle and turned on the water, and she leaned against the wall, chest heaving as the water poured down on her. Daniel reached in and tugged on her thong, and she reached down and shoved it down, then stepped out of it as he held her arm.
There was a little curtain across the shower cubicle, but Daniel stood in the entry and leaned against the curtain to keep it pinned to one side. Amber didn't really care. She bowed her head under the water and let it wash the mud off her.
"Now that wasn't too bad, was it?" Daniel grinned. "It would've been better if you'd known how to act a little, but I'm sure we can take care of that before the next time.
She grabbed the soap and rubbed it over her soaking body, turning the water off briefly as she soaped up her hair and upper torso.
"There isn't gonna be a next time," she said.
"Sure there is."
"I'm not doing that again!"
"You'll do what you're told, slut."
"I will not. I don't have to do this! I don't like it!"
"I don't care what you like!"
"It ... she hurt me!" she protested.
"I'll hurt you a helluva lot more!"
She soaped up her pussy resentfully, glaring at him from under her eyebrows.
"Don't you look at me like that, slut," he snapped. "You'll do whatever I tell you to. if I tell you to fuck the seventh fleet you'll do that too!"
"Fuck you,' she said, sulkily.
"No, fuck you!" he snapped.
The shower stall was barely bigger than a phone booth, but he stepped in, grabbed her arm roughly, twisted her around and shoved her face into the wall. She yelled in pain as he gripped her hair and pulled her head back, jamming her into the wall with his arm and body.
He undid his pants and took out his hard boner, a boner that had grown in strength and power as he'd watched her being thrown around the muddy ring. He pressed the head now against her little round, soaped up asshole, then thrust in hard and no fast.
She cried out in pain, struggling uselessly as his heavy body crushed her into the wall and his cock stabbed into her asshole. She sobbed and moaned as he jammed his pecker higher and higher, using it like a weapon, thrusting into her with painful force until he had crammed it all the way in to the balls.
"This is what you were made for, you filthy little slut," he hissed into her ear. "This is all you're good for! You're a cheap, brainless whore, and fucking is the only thing you can do right!"
He grunted as he tore his cock around in her guts, then began to rip it in and out, still jamming her into the wall as he rodded his cock into her aching bung hole with brutal power. She sobbed and moaned and whimpered as his cock reamed her out and his body smashed into hers.
His powerful pelvis battered away at her behind, smashing her hips into the wall again and again as he impaled her on his thick, raging boner. Then he thrust in and up so hard he lifted her up off her toes briefly as he drove his hard cock up into the center of her belly and spewed out a tidal wave of steaming jism.
He groaned as he pumped his juice into her, then slowly eased back, panting for breath. He slid his cock out of her asshole and stepped out of the shower, letting her slip down to her knees, where she huddled, whimpering and moaning.
"You just remember who's in charge, you little fuck-dog," he snapped.
* * * * *
After she'd showered and dried herself off, she got dressed, and Daniel led her out of the bar. They went home, and she went up to her room, sniffling still, and feeling abused and hurt. She wasn't there long, though. After a short time the door opened and Daniel came in.
He wasn't alone, which didn't surprise her. What surprised her was that the person with him was a girl about her age, maybe a little older, about her size, and who looked pretty, and smiled.
"Hi," she said.
"Uhm, hi," Amber gulped warily. "This is Meghan. She's gonna teach you some things."
"I heard you had to wrestle Irma," Meghan said sympathetically. "That's really rough. She's a mean bitch."
Amber felt gratified at this sympathy, and looked at the girl a little closer. She had collar length red hair, bright, sparkling green eyes, and a very cheerful, friendly smile.
"She almost broke my neck," Amber grumbled.
"Like I said, she's mean. You shouldn't even have been in the ring with her, though. She's too big for you, and too experienced."
"She wanted a taste of what it's like," Daniel grinned.
"Well, that's not a great way to start," Meghan said.
Amber glared at Daniel, but didn't call him a liar in front of Meghan.
"Most everything we do in the ring is just an act to turn the guys on," Meghan said. "There isn't supposed to be any getting hurt or anything. It's all play acting."
"She wasn't acting," Amber said.
"Well, you didn't know what to do, so she was probably kind of peeved at you. I'll show you how we fake things, and it'll be way easier next time."
Meghan reached down and gripped her sweater, then pulled it up and over her shoulders. Amber stared at her in surprise, watching as she skinned off her jeans and kicked off her shoes. Underneath she was wearing a small green bra, and a G-string.
"Get undressed," Daniel said.
Amber licked her lips uncertainly, then reluctantly pulled the nightshirt she was wearing up and off. She had on bikini panties, but no top. She blushed a bit, then went and searched in her dresser, pulling out a bra and putting it on.
"Okay, here's the deal," Meghan said, getting right in front of her. "We pretend to wrestle, and we manage to position our bodies so the men can see us real good. We always manage to lose our tops too, so they can see our tits. Remember, it's all for show, all to get them turned on."
For the next half hour she showed Amber various ways the girls posed, how they managed to tear each other's bras off, and how to pose each other to best effect. Amber was very uncertain at first, but because Meghan seemed so friendly, and spoke often of how the real idea was to arouse the men, she started to get into the lesson.
She pulled Meghan's arm up behind her back, and tugged on the girl's red hair, making an angry face as though she was pulling her hair hard. Meghan let out a shriek and jerked her head back hard, which displayed her naked breasts to the audience ... Daniel.
Amber was so startled by the shriek she let her hair go and stood back.
"No, no, no," Meghan said.
"I thought I hurt you."
"You didn't. But you want the audience to think you're pulling my hair hard, so I scream. Try again."
They tried it again, then Meghan did the same to Amber, who let out a credible scream, even though the redhead wasn't really pulling on her hair.
They wrestled on the bed then, which made Amber giggle and laugh, for she was not used to wrestling almost naked with a girl. Feeling Meghan's naked breasts against her own was kind of exciting, in a strange way, and she was definitely getting hot because of it.
Nor did Meghan make any effort to pull away.
In fact, as she told the now fascinated Amber, the guys loved to see them grab each other's breasts, or asses. She had Amber grab her breasts, which Amber did with considerable excitement.
"Make sure you keep your fingers far apart," Meghan said, so when you close them, the audience can see the tit oozing out between them. Just don't squeeze to hard."
"Irma squeezed my tits hard, and slapped them too," Amber complained.
"She's a bitch, and a dyke. She likes hurting girls. You gonna wrestle at the Crystal Palace?"
"I don't know."
"That's where I mostly wrestle. We wrestle in slippery oil instead of mud, and they pay five hundred." "Five hundred dollars!" Amber gaped.
"For three shows."
"Wow."
"But you have to do the lezzie thing." "What lezzie thing?" Amber blinked. "Well, instead of just wrestling, you know, pretending your wrestling...." Amber nodded.
"You wind up doing some really ... friendly wrestling with the girl too. You know, you pretend to do a lezzie thing with her. That gets the guys so hot sometimes you can practically see the steam coming out of their ears."
"What do you do?"
"You start out wrestling, in the oil, and then you wind up kissing, instead of squeezing my breast and pretending to hurt me, you'd be pretending to do it because you're horny. It's fun, really, and guys are so gullible and stupid."
"I don't know if I could, uhm, do that," Amber gulped, blushing.
"Sure you could," Daniel said. "Remember that show you put on for the guys?"
"But I knew all of them," Amber protested. "I'd already ... uhm, I'd already had sex with them before."
"It's all just acting," Meghan said. "Let me show you how we do it."
CHAPTER SEVEN
The two girls were on their knees on the bed, facing each other. They wore only panties ... though in Meghan's case it was a G-string.
Amber was nervous and shy, but Meghan treated it as just a lark, as an acting job, so she didn't push the other girl away when the redhead slid her arms around her, gave her a cheeky grin, then let her face fade into a look of smoldering passion. Amber blinked in surprise at how well the girl did it, then drew back slightly as Meghan leaned into her.
She felt Meghan's smaller breasts pushing firmly into her own large mounds as the redhead's lips got closer and closer to her own. Then Meghan was kissing her, sliding her lips gently against Amber's, sighing softly as she pushed her body firmly into amber and kissed her fully.
Amber felt strange, but also excited. She knew Meghan was only acting, but it still felt sexy and hot to have her naked flesh pressed against her, and to feel her lips on her own.
Meghan's lips slid down along the side of her throat, then kissed and chewed on her flesh. She was grinding her chest slowly against Amber, their meaty breasts grinding and rolling together in hot, lewd embrace.
Meghan slid her lips lower, drawing back slightly, pulling her chest away from Amber. Amber gulped, and swallowed, almost reluctant to no longer feel the other girl's incredibly soft breasts against her.
But her lips traced a delicate line along her shoulder, then down her chest and over her left mammary. She caught her breath as Meghan circled her breast slowly with her lips, her tongue dipping out only slightly.
The redhead pulled back, and looked her full in the face, then lowered her lips and opened them wide. They engulfed Amber's big, rigid left nipple and sucked it in. Amber groaned as she felt the other girl's lips around her nipple, as she felt Meghan's teeth nibbling on her breast flesh.
The redhead drew more and more of her titty into her mouth, sucking and munching on the soft meat as she worked her tongue over her nipple. At the same time she slid her left hand up to cup and knead Amber's right breast, and her right hand down Amber's back to squeeze her ass through the thin panties she wore.
Amber was embarrassed and uncertain. She felt aroused by what Meghan was doing, even though she knew the girl was acting, and even though, well, Meghan was a girl. She wished her nipples weren't so hard and erect, and hoped Meghan wouldn't think that she was a lezzie or something.
Then Meghan was bearing her backwards, so the startled brunette fell on the bed. Meghan landed atop her, between her spread legs. She moaned and sighed, sliding her lips and tongue over Amber's breasts as she kneaded the soft, meaty flesh.
She rubbed her nearly naked body across Amber, then tongued her way up and down each, fat, succulent breast, giving her fat, raspberry nipples long, slurping sucks and tongue jobs. Then she slid her own naked breasts over them, crushing and grinding them together as she kissed Amber on the lips.
Amber's tongue instinctively rose, and met Meghan's as Meghan ground her body down and ran her hands over the buxom brunette's flesh. Amber felt the redhead's right hand sliding down her belly. She stiffened in surprise and fear as the fingers rubbed against the elastic waistband of her panties.
Then they slid inside. Amber colored in embarrassment as the other girl's fingers slid through her pubic hair and over her cunt crack. She was steaming hot, and knew the redhead would detect it at once. She was afraid she would curse and draw back.
But Meghan didn't appear to notice. She stroked her fingers up and down Amber's slit, pressing harder and easing her fingers in between the tight pussy lips, stroking them directly against the moist pussy flesh, across the buzzing little fuck button.
Amber groaned anew, panting and gasping for breath as Meghan slid a finger down into her fuck hole and began to pump it in and out. The redhead ground her thumb against her clitty, and Amber helplessly bucked up against them, groaning and whining.
Her hands and arms jerked and flopped on the bed and she mewled in delight as the pleasure burned through her system. Meghan's lips seemed everywhere, sucking on her burning nipples, caressing her throat and shoulders, engulfing her own gaping maw.
Meghan crushed her lips down hard against Amber's, her tongue shooting into the quivering girl's mouth as she ground and rubbed herself down. Her fingers flicked expertly against Amber's clitoris, sending waves of passion and desire through the brunette's steaming flesh.
Meghan snaked her hand under Amber's head and jerked back on her hair, then bit down on her exposed throat. Amber cried out, moaning and humping as the pleasure grew hotter and hotter.
"Yess," Meghan growled. "You'll do woooonderfuuul! You and me, baby. You and me, darling. They'll love us!"
She bit down on Amber's throat again as her fingers ground down on the sparkling little ditty.
Amber came, humping up in mindless delight, her body spastic and wracked by convulsions. She bucked and heaved in feverish sexual release, grunting and groaning and crying out in pleasure as her fiery fuck button blasted ecstasy through her body.
Meghan slid her tongue down the heaving chest, sucked briefly on each nipple, then eased lower down her belly, bypassing her panties and licking instead at her inner thighs. She slid her fingers into the string of the bikini panties, then peeled the sopping things down Amber's legs and off.
She spread the dazed girl's thighs apart and knelt between them, licking along them as her fingers stroked Amber's pussy pad. She worked her tongue up and down the flesh on either side of the little cunt cleft, then her thumbs and fingers slowly peeled the girl open and exposed the glistening pink flesh within.
Her tongue pressed down against Amber's fuck hole, and drove deep inside, scooping out cunt milk as Amber moaned and whimpered in shock and pleasure. Meghan's tongue slid deeper and deeper, screwing and twisting around inside the brunette.
Then it pulled back and lapped across her clitty.
"Pay attention to what I'm doing, baby," she gasped, pulling her tongue free for a moment. "You're gonna be doing it to me in a minute."
Amber heard the words, and she tried to obey. It was hard, though, for she was filled with languorous bliss from her recent orgasm, and stunned at what Meghan was doing now. It wasn't that she'd never been eaten, but Meghan was a girl!
A girl with a very loooong tongue. Amber was amazed at how long it was, and how ... how soft, and moist.
It caressed her clitty with loving care, then Meghan's lips encircled the buzzing little fuck button, and she began to alternately suck and blow and lick. She blew raspberries against Amber's clitty, making her moan and hump, and her fingers probed deeply into Amber's pussy tunnel.
Daniel tossed a dildo onto the bed, and Meghan slid her fingers around it and pushed it against Amber's fuck hole. She slowly pierced the hole, pumping the dildo back and forth, twisting it from side to side as she worked it in deeper.
She slurped and sucked and licked at the girl's clitty as she fucked the dildo into her, using the fingers of her other hand to keep her pussy lips spread wide.
Daniel was, by this time, too excited to just sit around and watch any more. He jerked his pants down and climbed into bed behind Meghan, then jerked squeezed her pussy through the thin G-string. He gripped the string and tore the thing apart, baring her shaved pussy slit.
He growled in pleasure as he saw the narrow little cunt cleft, rubbing his fingers back and forth along it. Then he fitted his bulging cock against it and slowly entered the girl, sighing in satisfaction as he felt tight, wet cunt flesh slide around his erection.
Meghan was slim hipped, and her pussy was tight and hot. What really excited him, though, was that he knew she was a lesbian, knew she had no interest, indeed, did not like to be fucked. That wouldn't stop him, though. He knew she wasn't about to protest now, not with her mouth full of delicious pussy.
If she wanted to fuck and suck with Amber, she would just have to put up with having his big, slimy cock up her own cunt. She put up with it often enough as a part-time hooker and sex show participant.
But she didn't like it.
He grinned as he ran his hands over her body, taking delight in the knowledge that she hated his touch. He squeezed her hips, then eased his hands underneath her chest to cup and fondle her dangling breasts and pinch her nipples.
He ground his pelvis against her soft ass cheeks, then slid his cock quickly backwards and thrust it in again. He was pleased to hear a grunt of pain from her. He grinned even more broadly, digging his fingers into her flanks as he began to fuck her.
He stabbed his cock into her cunt crack fast and hard, pounding his hips against her boyish ass cheeks as he pistoned his big tool through the folds of her cunt tunnel.
Meghan growled within her mind as he pounded into her, but she tried to ignore it, to divorce her mind from what was happening down there and concentrate on sucking of this gorgeous straight girl. Meghan had, without a doubt, the most gorgeous body she'd ever laid her hands on, and she intended to make the most of the opportunity.
Amber was a natural, and very responsive. Meghan hoped to recruit the girl, to make her a partner in her sex acts. She was sure a girl with Amber's doll-sweet face and buxom body would be wildly successful, and Meghan could share in that success.
Besides, she just loved the look and feel and taste of this sweet straight girl. She crunched her teeth down against the hood protecting her clitty, and was rewarded by a gasp and a humping motion. She smiled, nibbling lightly, then sucking hard on the clit bud.
She drove the dildo deep into Amber's fuck slot and pumped it rapidly. Amber was humping and gasping and moaning, her ass grinding into the mattress as the pleasure began to peak. Then she cried out and shuddered violently.
Meghan felt her orgasm, felt the girl's body shaking and trembling. She pumped the dildo as hard as she could while she lapped frantically at her clitty. Behind her, Daniel was pounding his hips into her ass so hard she had to brace herself against Amber to keep from being flung forward, but she didn't care about that.
She was making the straight girl come again, and come hard, and she reveled in the soft, whimpers and cries of pleasure.
Then she felt the cock sliding out of her crack. She thought, with some relief, that he had finished, but then she felt him pressing his still-hard prickhead against her anus.
"Hey!" she cried, trying to twist around and pull away.
"Shut up, slut!" he growled, slapping the side of her head.
"Get off me, you bastard!" "Fucking whore!"
He gripped her hair and jerked her head back sharply.
"AHhhhhhh!" she screamed.
He laughed, gripping her arm and pinning it behind her back, forcing his cock deeper.
Meghan continued to twist and writhe in furious resistance. She allowed guys to fuck her sometimes for money, or to gain something else, but she never, ever let anyone do her in the ass, no matter what they offered.
Her struggles were for naught, though. He had a firm grip on her and wasn't about to let go. He forced his cock into her bung hole until his balls were grinding against her buttocks. He laughed at her sobs of anger and fury, twisting his prick around in her guts.
"There you are, slut!" he crowed. "You got an ass full of cock meat now! Like it! Huh, dyke? Fucking little lezzie whore!"
He tore his cock back and forth in her rectum, delighted by the fight she was putting up. He renewed his grip on her hair and mashed her face into Amber's moist cunt.
"Suck that pussy, slut. Suck it good."
He fucked the sobbing girl's asshole with pleasure, feeling smug and superior, giving her just what he'd given Amber earlier that day. Nothing, he thought, showed a whore what a piece of dirt she was like forcing ten inches of meat up her asshole.
He reamed out her bung hole with long, deep, hard strokes, slamming his hips into her ass, jerking her back to meet each thrust, laughing as she cursed in violent fury.
Then his excitement boiled over, his cum spewing out, pouring down her asshole. He gave a final series of harsh brutal thrusts, then sighed and slowed. He gave her ass a slap and then pulled his softening cock out.
"There you go, slut," he grinned.
She whirled and swung her fist at him and he caught it, then slapped her face so hard her head rang.
"Don't you forget that you're nothing but a cheap little slut," he hissed, his hand going around her throat and tightening. "You fuck people for money, and you do what your told!"
He shoved her back and climbed out of the bed, laughing again as he grabbed his pants and left the room.
Meghan sniffled a little, moaning as she straightened on the bed.
Amber smiled tentatively and reached down her hand to stroke her head.
"He ... he's a bastard," Meghan groaned.
"Sometimes," Amber said.
Meghan crawled up alongside the brunette and slid her fingers through the long, thick hair. She leaned in and kissed her softly, and was rewarded as the brunette slid an arm around her and kissed back. Their kiss was long, and soft, and gentle, but passionate.
Then she pulled back, rolling onto her side and looking at Amber with a look of smoldering lust. Amber rolled slowly onto her side, her eyes looking down Meghan's body, then, bracing herself, she rolled over against her. She gazed down at the redhead, then lowered her lips to her breast, sucking on her nipple.
She'd never sucked on a nipple before. It felt very odd, and also very exciting. She tongued the hard little nipples and suckled on them, chewing lightly as she squeezed and kneaded her breasts. She was getting more and more excited as she let her hands roam across the soft flesh. Doing this was certainly lewd and sluttish. Having sex with a girl was an incredibly wanton and forbidden thing to do.
And quite aside from that it felt so ... so nice, her skin was so ... soft. It felt delightful against her own flesh, against her face and fingers and body. She rubbed her cheeks against Meghan's breasts and sighed in pleasure, then chewed on the nipples again.
She slid downwards as Meghan had done, trailing her tongue along the other girl's belly, then down along her abdomen. She blinked in surprise when she realized that the girl had no pubic hair. She wondered what had happened to it, and why.
Without any hair at all, Meghan's slit was so ... so naked, so distinct and noticeable. It was a dark, erotic looking crack that led into the girl's body.
Amber slid her tongue alongside it, then lapped at her pubic mound as her fingers stroked her thighs. She licked her lips several times, then eased her trembling fingers into the crack and pulled it open. She looked in at the pink flesh inside, at the round, dark little hole where Daniel's cock had just been.
She looked up the length of her body, then cast her eyes down and began to lick at her pink flesh.
* * * * *
The next day Daniel brought Amber back to the bar. It was later in the day, and the place was much more crowded. Amber was still nervous, even though Meghan had assured her that it was incredibly easy to do the wrestling job here ... and that Irma wasn't likely to be the one she was wrestling again.
She went into the back room, and found several other girls there, but no Irma. One of the girls, a slender brunette named Ann, introduced herself and said she would be her opponent. She seemed a vast improvement over Irma, at least less threatening.
They put on thin, too-small bikinis, and Ann talked about all the other wrestling matches she'd been in. Then the two of them were walked out to the ring by a bouncer, who kept most of the men from groping them.
Once in the ring Ann glared spitefully at her. She was so realistic that Amber almost forgot it was all an act. She glared back while a man in a referee outfit announced them.
Then they went after each other, wrestling and dragging each other to the muddy floor, rolling over and over as they cursed and struggled, tearing loose each other's tops and rubbing their naked breasts into the mud and clay.
The men loved it, and laughed and yelled as the two fought each other. Unlike with Irma, Amber had some idea what to do this time, and since she was cooperating with Ann, they were able to put on a better show, and none of the holds or phony hairpulls hurt her at all.
In fact, once she'd gotten over her initial nervousness and embarrassment, she kind of enjoyed herself. Ann was the winner, because that had been decided ahead of time, but she didn't really mind that.
She cleaned up in the shower ... along with Ann. It was ... very tight in there, but the two giggling girls didn't mind. In fact, after she'd soaped herself up, Ann rubbed her soapy body against Amber, and her lips found Amber's as her hands slid down onto the other girl's soapy ass.
They made love in the little shower cubicle, grinding their pelvises together as they kissed passionately. Ann pushed Amber into the corner and lifted her thigh, sliding her own leg between Amber's so she could grind her pussy against Amber's own sizzling hot snatch.
It didn't take very long, for it was just, what Ann called "fun" sex, not serious lovemaking. Amber enjoyed it nonetheless, and was in good spirits when she dried and dressed and went out to see Daniel.
He led her out and drove her to the Crystal Palace, which was a much nicer looking place than the bar she'd just left, at least on the outside. Here they went in a back door, and the rooms and halls, though not luxurious, were still much nicer than in the bar.
There was a nice changing room, and everyone seemed very friendly. Meghan was there, too, wearing a tight, too-small little string bikini. It wasn't a thong, nor was the one Amber put on, because, as Meghan explained, the men would be more excited when they ripped them off.
"We're ... naked?" Amber gulped.
"Well, of course, silly," Meghan smiled. "How else do you suppose we're supposed to pretend to make love."
"I ... I guess," Amber said. "I just ... well, I guess I hadn't really thought."
"Don't worry. You'll be great." Amber smiled weakly.
"Just let me lead the way. We'll fight, you'll lose, and then I'll rape you, well, no, that's not it exactly. I'll force you to make love to me, and when I make love to you, you'll be forced to enjoy it. Oh, and be real loud when you have an orgasm."
"A ... an orgasm?"
"Of course. The men want to see it. It's not hard. Just fake it. "Though," she grinned. "I wonder if you'll have to do any faking."
"Dyke," Amber sniffed, smiling.
"Just follow my lead," Meghan said.
They went down the hall and into a small room.
Then a pair of doors slid aside and she followed Meghan through them into the bar. They didn't have to walk through the crowd here, for the doors gave way directly onto the "ring". Though here, the ring consisted of a large mat covered in a large rubber sheet.
Here too there was an announcer, who told them about the fight to the finish. There was also a referee, who had a large bottle of some clear fluid in his hand. As Amber watched nervously, the man poured it over Meghan's shoulders and chest.
It trickled down her belly as Meghan smiled, no, leered at the crowd, and ran her hands over her body. She spread the glistening stuff everywhere, even turning and bending over so the man could pour it down into the back of her panties.
The man did the same to Amber, who gulped and looked down at the stuff.
"It's vegetable oil," Meghan whispered, "but thin, and it tastes like strawberries."
Then the man announced something that she almost didn't hear. On either side of mat were two thick dildos, each about eight inches long. They sat on their ends like rocket ships.
"And don't forget," the announcer was saying. "The winner must force every last inch up into the loser."
"What?" Amber blinked.
"Forgot to mention them, didn't I?" Meghan grinned.
"What do we do with them?" Amber gasped.
"You heard him. The winner is the one who can shove one of them into the other girl's cunt so that it's completely inside her."
"I can't do that!"
"I can."
They were both coated in oil, and more of the oil was on the rubber mat below their feet. Then the referee stood back and Meghan attacked her. She was so stunned by the revelation about the dildos that she forgot what to do at first. Then she started to fight back. They wrestled and twisted and rolled and fell to the mat, cursing each other as they struggled.
Meghan got Amber's top off, and the men roared their approval as the big melons bounced and rolled around in the glistening oil. Then Amber got Meghan's top off, and again the men shouted approval. So far everything was as it had been at the bar, but then Meghan tried to get Amber's bottoms off.
Amber fought to keep them on, not willing to bare herself to all these men, especially with the fear that Meghan would try and shove a dildo up her.
Meghan had done this too often though, and even though she'd taught Amber some fundamentals, Amber was still an amateur. With a careful twist of her arm she sent the big titted brunette flying and then pounced on hef, grabbing her bottoms and ripping them off.
The men howled in delight as Amber floundered on the oily mat, her naked, oil coated body glistening in the bright overhead lights trained on them. She turned towards Meghan and saw the girl roll to the end of the mat and grab one of the dildos.
Amber gulped and climbed to her feet just as Meghan came towards her. She grabbed the other girl's wrist, the one with the dildo, and tried to take it away. At the same time she tried to jerk the girl's panties down.
She failed on both counts, and Meghan's weight forced her to the mat. She scrabbled away, and grabbed at Meghan's panties, then tore them down to her thighs. Meghan grabbed at them, but Amber pulled as hard as she could, ripping them free and falling backwards.
The men applauded again, but as Amber turned and tried to get to the other dildo Meghan grabbed her ankle and jerked her legs out from under her. She fell on her stomach with a whoof of escaping air, and Meghan jumped on her back and let her weight pin her down.
She tried to shove the dildo up between her thighs", but Amber closed them tightly. Then she rolled over so Meghan was below her. Meghan let her go, then wriggled away herself and turned to grab the brunette just as her fingers closed on the second dildo.
The two wrestled in the oil for a minute before Meghan managed to twist Amber around and pin her on her belly. She sat on her heels, her knees tightly together as she pulled the struggling girl up across her legs, belly down, then jammed the dildo in between her flailing thighs.
Amber yelled, and tried to close her legs, but it was too late. Meghan's fist was between them, and the dildo had pierced her tight pussy lips. She yelled and twisted and writhed, but the men howled in delight as inch after inch of slippery dildo was forced up into her cunt crack.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Amber beat her fists against the pad below her, her legs kicking as she yelped and whined in protest. But Meghan had a good grip on the dildo, and was twisting the slippery thing from side to side as she forced it deeper and deeper.
Amber wasn't as upset as she looked, though. She had found the whole process of rolling around with Meghan, their bodies all hot and slippery, incredibly erotic. The fact that so many men were watching, that so many of them were yelling in excitement at the sight of them, only made her insides twist and turn with greater arousal.
Though she had been embarrassed when her top had first come off, she had felt a wave of heat and excitement, and it had grown more powerful as her bottoms had been torn from her. So lewdly displaying herself like that was a terribly sluttish thing, and she gloried in the exhibitionism.
Rubbing her slippery body over Meghan, their breasts crushed together, their hands sliding over each other's bodies in mock violence while the men watched, had been one of the most erotic experiences of her life. When she had been trapped, and felt the dildo piercing her, she had felt a burst of shock and embarrassment, but then had come an indescribable wave of hedonistic delight.
She was making no real effort to hinder the red headed girl as she felt the dildo driving deeper into her slit. She put on the show because she thought she must, because somehow that made it seem more erotic for her ... to be forced ... to be raped by a dildo.
She felt Meghan's fist against her pussy, then felt it shift downwards on the dildo to the base. She groaned loudly as several more inches were jammed into her fuck tunnel. It was a very thick dildo, and in spite of all the oil, her pussy was very tight around it.
Then she felt Meghan's fingers against her slippery cunt flesh. Her insides felt bloated by the thickness of the sex toy as Meghan put the palm of her hand flat on the end of it and forced it up to the hilt.
Amber gasped and her head thrashed weakly as she felt the girl's hand rubbing against her pussy mound, felt the dildo disappearing into her hole, her pussy lips closing behind it. Then Meghan slapped her pussy mound, and she jerked spastically.
The crowd roared as Meghan pulled her quivering thighs far apart to display Amber's cunt. Meghan crowed triumphantly, then rubbed her hand over her pussy again. Her fingers dug between Amber's pussy slit and gripped the dildo, then pulled it outwards.
She began to pump the dildo then. Amber gasped and groaned, her arms and legs jerking and twitching as she made some attempt to pretend she was fighting the lewd, sexual attack, but it felt so incredibly hot and sensual that it was all she could do not to beg her to fuck harder.
Meghan slapped her ass, and she yelped in pain. The men roared their approval. Again the redhead slapped her ass, pumping the dildo faster and harder.
She shoved it deep, then seized Amber's hair and tugged it so the groaning brunette rolled over. Meghan pulled her head up off the mat, forcing Amber's back to arch as she half sat up. Meghan growled, then her bit down on the girl's exposed throat, her other hand still pumping the dildo between Amber's legs.
Amber humped up, her ass bouncing on the mat as she grunted and moaned and gurgled in pleasure. Meghan threw her head down, letting her fall hack onto her back on the mat, then dove for her breasts, roughly biting and chewing and squeezing them as the men watched and called out obscene comments and suggestions.
She slid her body onto Amber's, rubbing herself down against the big fitted girl as she crushed their lips together. She sat up, straddling her, rubbing her naked pussy slit and ass cheeks back and forth on the prone girl's belly.
Then she slid upwards, rubbing her pussy cleft back and forth against one of her big fat titties. The men yelled and howled.
"Fuck meee," Amber moaned weakly.
Meghan quickly turned, and straddled Amber's face, then sat her cunt down onto it. Amber's hands came up off the mat and gripped the other girl's ass cheeks then she began to lick at the naked cunt crack as Meghan bent over her and began pumping the dildo again.
She frigged Amber's clitty as she pounded the dildo into her, and Amber quivered and jerked, then came with a loud wail of expanded air. Her body shook and twisted and bucked beneath the redhead as the violent sexual energies were released.
Her cunt sucked and chewed on the dildo as pleasure filled her world. This was the ultimate in sluttish things, she thought. She was the hottest, sexiest slut in the universe! Everyone wanted her!
Everyone lusted after her! She sucked and licked frenziedly at Meghan's stew pot as she basked in the glow of sexual bliss.
There was no coming down from the sexual high either. The orgasm faded, but her entire body continued to be gripped by a gut-churning sexual lust and delight. Meghan rose to her feet, and grabbed Amber's long hair again, forcing her up to her knees. Amber moaned weakly, licking at the other girl's slit as she was held bent over there, her ass and pussy sticking out at the watching men.
A good five inches of dildo protruded between her slick pussy lips, bobbing and jerking as Meghan jerked her face around against her slit. Amber humped dazedly back, totally caught up in the lewd, lesbian exhibitionism, filled with passion at being watched by so many lust-filled men.
Then one of the men stretched way out from the wide and grabbed the dildo. He pumped it hard up into her slit as the other men roared and laughed. Amber grunted and humped back faster, until a bouncer came over and shoved the guy away.
Meghan mashed her hair up, twisting and jerking it from side to side as she glared down at the other girl. Then she put on her excited act, groaning and humping and letting her head fall back and roll slowly from side to side.
Amber licked at her slit, her tongue working overtime as the slippery little cleft rubbed over her face and nose and she drank down some of the edible oil drooling out from the redhead's pussy hole.
Meghan pretended to come, stiffening and arching her back, her head jerking violently as she groaned and cursed and gasped in delight.
Then she slowly slid down to her knees and gripped Amber in her arms. Their lips met in lewd, passionate embrace as their slippery breasts mashed together. Then they got up, Meghan leading, and staggered towards the sliding doors.
The doors slid open and then closed behind them.
"You were pretty good," Meghan smiled.
In answer Amber pulled her towards her and mashed her lips against the redhead. Meghan was surprised, but responded for a few seconds, then pushed her back.
"Save it for later," she smiled. "Or else out on stage. I have to get cleaned up and go."
She went into one of the changing rooms to shower, and Daniel came back and led the still-dazed and hot brunette into another change room. He pushed her under the shower and Amber groaned as his soapy hands began to work over her body.
The dildo finally slipped out from her cunt and fell to the floor of the shower stall. Amber felt almost vacant without it, and tried to bend over. Daniel stopped her, rubbing soapy fingers between her legs, stroking them across her clitty with hard, fast movements.
Amber groaned and straightened, then let her head fall back against the back of the stall as Daniel's soapy fingers drove up into her cunt slit. His other hand was soaping up her breasts and belly and shoulders as she humped against his fingers.
He removed his fingers then, and concentrated on soaping up her legs and back and even her feet. She put her own hands down between her legs and started jerking off, gasping and humping and moaning, but he slapped her hands away.
He turned on the water again and rinsed her off, then pulled the sopping girl out of the little stall and roughly dried her with a towel.
"Fuck meeeee, Dannneeeilll," she moaned.
"Don't worry, slut. You're gonna get plenty of cock."
"A gang bang?" she moaned hopefully.
"Something like that."
"Ooohhh. I wannnt lots of cooooock."
He brushed out her long hair, using a blow dryer to get most of the moisture out of it. He let her finger fuck herself a little, but every time her movements grew too intense he slapped her hands away.
"Good enough," he said finally.
He took her wrist and led her naked down the hall and around a corner to a small room. There was nothing in it but a bed and a table. He shoved her onto the bed and told her to wait there.
Amber stretched out on the bed on her back, spreading her legs and putting her hands behind her head. She arched her back provocatively, then pulled her hands out from behind her head and cupped her fat breasts. She squeezed and stroked them, then slid one hand down her body and in between her legs.
She started fingering her clitty, groaning in passion as the heat flared up anew. The door opened and a man appeared, a stranger. She felt a blast of lewd excitement. She slid two fingers into her slit and pumped them in and out as she drew back her legs, staring at the man as he looked back excitedly.
"Fuck," he cursed, slamming the door behind him.
She smiled and then moaned as he dove between her legs, crushing his lips against hers and groping her fat breast. He squeezed and kneaded them, then began to bite and chew on her nipples as he jerked his pants down with one hand.
She grabbed at his cock, squeezing it as she directed it towards her steaming honey pot, then pushed it inside and gurgled in delight as it was thrust down to the hilt.
The man began to fuck her harshly, quickly, growling and panting and cursing as he threw his hips into her, as his cock pistoned up and down in her burning fuck pipe.
She came, crying in glee, grabbing at his ass to pull him in harder, grunting and moaning and sobbing in ultimate pleasure as the ecstasy roared in her skull.
The world blazed with light and sound, and her body was wracked by muscular spasms as the energy seared through her veins. The man's cock kept pumping inside her, pumping and pumping and pumping, his hips grinding and slapping against her buttocks and thighs.
Then he came, spurting his juice into her as he cursed in pleasure. He poured sperm down into her volcanic cunt, and it was a wonder steam didn't pour back through the tight little slit as he eased his cock out and sat back on his heels, panting for breath.
Amber groaned, her hands returning to her cunt, rubbing her slit as she looked blearily up at him.
"Fuckin' whore," he gasped, getting to his feet and staggering away.
The door opened again, and another man came in, then another, then another, then another. Amber didn't try to count them. She wanted it to go on forever. Each fuck was hard and fast, but she climaxed repeatedly, caught in a mindless swirl of sexual abandon and depravity that had her very skin crackling with lust and energy.
She was drained to the point of exhaustion when Daniel finally dunked her under the shower again, dressed her, and took her home.
* * * * *
The next day was much the same. First Daniel gave her a good hard fucking. Then he drove her to the bar to wrestle a girl, a different girl from before, then they went to the Palace where she again wrestled a new girl.
That was a little harder, since she didn't know the woman she was wrestling. But somehow that also made it more exciting. Doing it with Meghan, who she knew, and who she'd already made love with was one thing, doing it with a woman who was a complete stranger was even lewder, and so, more exciting.
Afterwards she lay in the back room as men came and fucked her, men, she guessed, who'd been so aroused at seeing her wrestling that they were consumed with desire to get their hands on her nubile young flesh. She never really thought about the possibility that Daniel was charging the men money.
On the third day, Daniel took her somewhere else entirely. She wanted to wrestle, but he said that the clubs and bars liked to rotate the girls around, not have the same ones all the time. So he took her to a strip club.
There was no wrestling, just stripping. She sat and watched some of the other girls practicing, then tried it herself, using the easy to remove clothes they had there. It felt exciting and sexy to be stripping on a stage, with bright spotlights on her body.
The bar was closed until later, so after she'd practiced, and satisfied the manager that she could put on a nice little act, Daniel drove her to another place. This one was a live sex show, and he told her to just go out on stage and let the men there do anything they wanted to her.
"Just act reluctant, if that's possible," he grinned.
She was reluctant, wondering what would happen. But, clad in the schoolgirl dress Daniel had bought for her she stood backstage and then stumbled forward as she was pushed through the curtain.
She couldn't really see the audience, because it was dark out there and bright on the stage, but she could hear them shouting approval as she shuffled reluctantly forward. She felt kind of embarrassed, since she had no idea what she was supposed to do. She wondered if she should strip for them, though Daniel hadn't mentioned it.
Then from across the stage a large naked black man emerged. She gasped in surprise, and the audience chortled with glee and anticipation. The man's face looked angry as he stomped towards her, and she instinctively backed up a little.
Then another large black man emerged from behind her. He too was naked, and his body bulged with muscles. His cock hung down between his legs, long but thin, just like the first man.
The two approached her from either side, then one of them grabbed her and twisted her around to face him. He gripped her by the front of her blouse and jacket and jerked her up onto her toes so he could mash his lips down onto hers.
Then he tore his lips away and flung her back. She staggered into the chest of the second man, who roughly whirled her around and kissed her pretty much as the first guy had. His hands only gripped the front of her blouse, though, and the second guy jerked her blazer over her shoulders and yanked it off.
Then the guy kissing her shoved her back. The other guy caught her by the arms, then lifted them high above her head. He pinned them together there in one hand, then slid his other hand behind her back and pushed, making her arch her back.
The other man leered, and ripped her blouse open, exposing her breasts clad in a tiny white bra. His hands groped and squeezed them as his lips descended on her throat. Then he ripped the bra open to bare her tits.
He roughly groped and squeezed them, then bent and began sucking and licking on them as the other man continued to force her arms up and back, and her chest out.
Then he straightened, both hands going behind her head and gripping her hair as he pulled her away from the other man. The other man let go of her arms as she was again pulled up onto her toes and had her lips crushed by the other man's.
The guy behind gripped her blouse and pulled the torn thing back over her shoulders, along with the bra, removing them entirely. The first man spun her around, then he too pulled her wrists up and pinned them above her head.
The man behind, now in front, leered and groped her breasts, then undid her skirt and let it slide down to her ankles. He slid his hand in between her legs and cupped her pussy hard, making her cry out, half in pleasure, half in pain.
He ripped the panties off her, the crowd yelling its approval, then slid his arm around her, cupping her ass. He slid his other hand behind her head and jerked her forward, then lifted her into the air against him. The skirt fell off her feet as they left the floor, and her legs automatically tried to slide around him as he ground their crotches together.
He dropped her too quickly, though, pushing her onto her knees before him, gripping her hair, and bunching it up to the side, away from the audience. He pulled her face into his crotch, then fed his cock into her mouth. She sucked hungrily, bobbing her lips up and down as it began to harden.
Several times he pulled his cock out and then, gripping her hair tightly, punched it into her mouth again and fucked her face. Suddenly he flung her back. She gasped, landing awkwardly on her back on the wooden stage.
The other man gripped her hair and dragged her up onto her knees then knelt and pulled her lips onto his cock. He fucked her face as she knelt there, bent over. The other man knelt behind her and thrust his long thick tool into her pussy and fucked her with deep, slow strokes.
They were positioned, of course, so the audience was on her side, her left side, and could see her heavy, dangling titties, and the two cocks sliding in and out of her body.
They stopped fucking after a minute. They lifted her, then twisted and dropped her onto her back. One of the men knelt at her head, pinning her arms down with his knees as he tilted her head way back. Then he pressed his cock against her lips.
She sucked automatically, but the man wasn't interested. He held her head back tightly as he fucked into her mouth. Then he fucked deeper, forcing his cock right down her throat.
Since she hadn't been prepared for it she was startled. She reacted by jerking and flailing awkwardly, her legs bouncing and shaking, moving this way and that, her ass grinding and twisting, her entire body showing to the audience that cock in her throat was forced there.
Which was what they wanted to think, of course.
The other man gripped her bouncing legs and forced them up and back, then knelt between her thighs and jammed his cock into her pussy slit. He forced her knees down onto the floor next to her chest, raising her ass into the air so he could fuck straight down into it.
He did so violently, pounding his hips against the white girl's upraised ass, stabbing his big black cock down into her tight little slit.
Amber was excited at being fucked by a black guy right there on stage in front of everyone, but she didn't come. She had never really learned to like having a cock fucking her throat. It took too much attention away from her pleasure.
After the show Daniel drove her over to the strip club, where she stripped for the first time. That was very exciting, and afterwards a dozen men came into a small room and fucked her.
One of them mentioned something about getting his money's worth, though. And later, at home, she started thinking, and wondering. She confronted Daniel, who shrugged and grinned in response.
"What the hell, baby. It's not like they're paying to fuck you. They're paying for renting the room."
"Renting the room?" she gaped. "I might be dumb but I'm not that dumb!"
"All right, so how dumb are you?"
"You bastard! You're making me a prostitute!"
"So what? You get lots of cock, and I get lots of money. We're both happy so quit your bitching."
"Did you hear him?" she demanded of her mother.
"So?"
"So? That's all you have to say?" "You're a slut. You're a nymphomaniac. What better job could you get than being a whore?"
"I ... but I ... he...."
"Just shut up and get to bed," he said. "You got five shows to do tomorrow." "I won't do them!"
His hand cracked across her face, sending her reeling against the wall. He gripped her hair and shoved her across the room towards the stairs.
"You'll do what you're told, you little whore, or I'll take my belt to your tits next time instead of your ass!"
She looked at him resentfully, then climbed the stairs to her room. She muttered and cursed to herself as she stripped, then, sighing, went to the mirror and looked at herself naked. She licked her lips admiringly, certain of her beauty and sexiness.
So men paid money to fuck her, was that so bad? They all wanted her, they all lusted after her gorgeous figure and beautiful face? Did it make her any less slutty and seductive if they were willing to throw their money away for what she'd give them for free?
She thought about not doing as Daniel wanted, about refusing to perform. But the idea held little appeal. She loved performing, loved hearing the men hoot and yell and scream in excitement. That thing with the black guys had been kind of cool too, and she was always so hot after her shows that she wanted lots of guys to fuck her.
So what if he took money. She didn't, so she wasn't a prostitute.
Just a whore, a hot, slutty, sexy, seductive, gorgeous little whore.
She smiled and squeezed her breasts, giving herself a seductive look. She turned and posed for the mirror, spreading her legs and bending over, imagining the men looking, staring into her cunt.
Yes, she would keep on performing. She didn't know why exactly, but she had become too much of a slut to stop.
She climbed into bed and turned off the lights. After a minute, her fingers crept down between her legs, and the sound of soft sighs and moans of pleasure filled the darkened room.
