The city reeks with sin! It's also filled with so many young girls, all willing to be slaves, all willing to take part in the pulsating beat of the sinful city.
In this volume, there are four erotic stories, all about submissive slave girls, forced to bow to the whims of their cruel city masters.
Young Sylvia finds herself working for the black man who keeps her feeling relaxed while the Johns use her cunt, mouth, and even her tight young asshole, in SYLVIA'S SINS.
A separated woman discovers a couple who will treat her right, giving her all the money and drugs she needs, as long as she lets her SLAVE DAUGHTER fulfill the insatiable lust of the rich man's wife.
Tiffany, a hot blonde ex-model finds herself involved in a leather orgy, where she is the victim and will continue to be the submissive slave until she finds another slave to take her place. Luckily, Tiffany has been abusing her BOUND NEIGHBOR and has a new woman for the leather lovers.
Finally, a young country girl discovers that in order to keep her city job, she must not only type and take dictation, but must be a perfectly willing SUBMISSIVE SECRETARY.
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SYLVIA'S SINS
CHAPTER ONE
"Turn around," the tall, thick-lipped black man said to the frail looking blonde who stood in front of him. "Yeah, that's it, baby. Keep turnin', a few times."
Sylvia did as she was told. She didn't mind. He was interested in her. she knew, and at this point in her life, she needed someone who was interested in her. Besides which, it wasn't like she was naked, or anything like that.
She was still wearing the same clothes she'd run away in-and though a few weeks had passed by and they were more ragged, at least they didn't smell. She'd soaked them the night before in some kind of cleaning liquid and water, then put them on the radiator so the heat would dry them out.
She wore a pair of loose-fitting jeans and a work shirt, which was also loose, and hung out of her jeans, down past her crotch.
Her long blonde hair had also been freshly washed, but because she had used regular body soap instead of shampoo, it felt kind of filmy. It hung straight down to her shoulders, over her work shirt, somewhat limp.
"How old are you?" the black man asked her, and she watched him reaching over for one of those hand rolled cigarettes. As he lit in and inhaled, she knew it wasn't a cigarette at all. She knew it was grass.
"Eighteen," she told him. He knew she was lying, but she didn't know that. Sylvia thought she had succeeded in her lie. as he nodded his head.
He leaned over then, as far as he could without falling out of the wooden chair he sat on, then handed her the joint. She decided to take it, and had to reach over to get it from him. When he leaned back, she could see him watching her, studying her, taking in every move and gesture that she made.
Sylvia toked gently on the joint, because she didn't want to cough. She wanted to act like something of a pro in front of him-so that he wouldn't question that lie about her age. She thought an eighteen year old would know how to smoke a joint.
Though she toked only a little, the smoke was harsh. She started to cough so much her eyes were tearing, and he laughed a little bit.
"Stronger than most stuff. Go on. Take another toke."
She did as he said, then another, and another. The first toke had sent a high rushing over her body, and those extra three really made her feel buzzed.
Sylvia had smoked grass with friends back home, a few times, but never anything as strong as this stuff. She was higher than she had ever been in her life, in a matter of seconds, and felt nice and relaxed.
As she leaned over to hand the joint back to the well dressed black man, he started to lick his lips a little bit. Sylvia liked the way his red tongue looked, so wet and lush. His tongue was long enough to reach the tip of his nose.
"Now why don't you open that shirt for me," he said, in a nothing voice.
"Huh? What?" she asked. The request had come so unexpectedly.
"I can tell that you're one beautiful lookin' girl. A little thin in the face, but once you start eatin' regular again, that'll change. Can't get a notion about the rest of your body, however. And the rest of your body's what they'll be interested in."
She didn't think too much about it-just started to do it. Her hands moved to the top button of her work shirt, and she opened it slowly and methodically.
They slid down the front of the shirt, and just before she was ready to pull it open so he could see her breasts, she wondered if he'd say anything about them. She slid the shirt down her arms and let it fall to the floor behind her.
Her breasts were quite small and a little on the plump side, considering how thin her frame was. She slid her hands in front of them for a second, and saw the way he was about to open his mouth, as if to tell her to take them away.
But then, Sylvia started to rub her fingers against her small red nipples. She wanted them to get stiffer so he could see what they looked like.
The black man knew what she was doing when he saw her rubbing her nipples.
"Why don't you wet those fingers of yours with your saliva?" he suggested.
Sylvia did that, and when she moved her fingers back to her nipples, not only did it feel better, and not only did they stiffen and throb, but she felt a rush between her legs.
In some ways, that rush was a welcome relief. There had been a time when Sylvia had once thought she'd never feel any sensation between her legs again.
"Yeah, that's right, baby. Now leave some spittle on them and take your hands away. Oh, if those aren't the prettiest little red nipples I've ever seen in my life, then I sure as hell don't know what are. Turn sideways a sec, and lemme get a look at how far they stick out. Yeah, that's right. They sure look real pretty."
She had her head turned to face him, though her body was turned sideways, and as she heard him talking about her nipples that way, she liked it. She kept looking at him because he seemed to be running his tongue over his lips constantly.
Watching that hot red tongue really turned Sylvia on. She wondered what it would feel like against her nipples-looking so lush and all-and had a good feeling that he was going to do it soon. He seemed to be so gentle, too.
"Now face me again," he said, and she did. "Now why don't you open those jeans and slide them down. Leave your panties on, if you're wearing any."
She was, and was even glad about that. Sylvia didn't know if she was ready to show her pussy to this man-yet. She unsnapped her jeans, slid the zipper down, then wiggled her little ass as she slid the jeans down.
She had to kick her loafers off in order to pull her jeans off over her feet, but she did it all like something of a pro.
Sylvia watched the way he sat up in his chair at one point, while she was bent over a little bit so she could pull her jeans off over her feet. He licked his lips a little bit more then, and moaned softly.
"Yeah, those young tits of yours are still big enough to do some bouncin' up and down when you move. That's real hot. little lady."
When her jeans were off, and lying over the back of the chair next to her, she stood up straight, and watched as he raised and lowered his eyes, taking in her body. She looked down at the front of her white cotton panties, and saw the way there was the slightest wet stain right in front of them.
She was a little bit embarrassed about it, until he spoke again.
"Well, looks to me like your little pussy's kinda wet already. That true?"
"Yes," she said, and he smiled at her. Then, he toked on the joint he'd been holding, and as he held it out for her, didn't even lean forward.
Sylvia had to walk over to him to get it, and she was standing right in front of the chair he sat on, between his spread legs, when she took the joint. He looked up as she inhaled, and then she felt it.
The man slid both of his hands to the sides of her body, and began to massage her flesh rather gently and soothingly. She felt his hands moving upward, slowly, and he started to press his palms against her tits.
The heat from his dark flesh made her nipples throb in their stiff state, and Sylvia could feel the way her knees buckled just a little bit.
She toked on the joint again, and it added to her high. She was therefore quite turned on when he started to move his mouth to one of her nipples. She felt his thick lips covering her entire breast, and that wet velvety looking tongue thrust right out against the tip of her nipples.
"Oh God," she moaned softly, as she felt her cunt spasming a little bit more.
Then she felt a kind of pressure there. As she looked down, she could see the way he had slid his hand down to the front of her panties. His fingers were between her legs, pressing upwards against them, causing a pressing heat sensation against her cunt.
She felt him pushing the panties into her a little bit, and as he did, his fingers began to wiggle their way back and forth.
"Yeah," he moaned, blowing hot air against her nipple, "you sure are a hot little white girl. And you're even a good type, too. Very much in demand."
He pressed his mouth back to her tit, and that time, he started to close his lips around her nipple. Then his tongue darted back and forth against it, and that really made her flow. After a few more seconds, she started to feel his teeth closing around her nipple. At first, it felt pretty nice.
He was, after all, still flicking his tongue back and forth against the tip of her nipple. But then, his teeth seemed to be grinding against it.
"Oooh, stop," she moaned softly. "That hurts too much."
"Go with it, baby," he said, and he seemed to be applying more pressure to her cunt, pressing his fingers upwards, pushing her panties into her.
She felt her nipple throb, almost as if it was on fire. Then she screamed:
"No, stop it. Please. Please. It's hurting like hell."
She suddenly found herself slapping his face, and as he opened his mouth and pulled back, Sylvia thought she was going to be in big trouble. For a few seconds, she felt a rush of anger coming from him, and thoughts of what this man could do to her began to rush through her body. She even trembled.
But then, he started to smile. When he spoke, he worked his tongue over his lips again, and reached into his pants pocket.
"Now baby, you don't ever do that again, you understand? Because if you do, I'm gonna have to get real mean. And you wouldn't want me to have to do that, would you?"
"No," she said, shaking her head, and watching him pull a small vial out of his pocket.
He opened the top, and turned it over, spilling some pills into the palm of his hand. He held his hand out to her, and nodded toward it.
"Take one of the big white ones," he said. "The ones that have 714 on them."
She took one and placed it on her tongue, then reached for the bottle of soda on the table to wash it down. Then she smiled at him and apologized. He told her that it was all right-but only because it was her first time.
Then he pulled her closer by placing his hand on her hip.
He moved his mouth to her other nipple then, after telling her to finish the joint that she had in her hand. He started to lick that nipple the same way he had been licking the other one, and as she felt his lips opening and closing, first around her entire mound of tit flesh, then around her small stiffened nipple, he pressed his hand back between her legs, against her panties.
She could feel the way he was moving his fingers into her again, pushing those white cotton panties into her cunt.
Then she felt the teeth starting to close around her nipple once more, and as she did, she didn't seem to care. Suddenly, during the last toke, a kind of hazed rush had come over her, and she was still in the middle of it.
The black man didn't know that-which was why he decided that along with the nipple abuse this time, he'd try to do something else to turn her on. Before he began to grind his teeth around her red nipple, he slid his fingers up from between her legs, over the wet front of her panties, right into them.
Sylvia felt his fingers running through her sparse naked pubic hairs, then down a little bit further to her cunt lips. As he stroked them, the heat just seemed to blaze right through her, and her knees buckled.
What kept her from sinking were his fingers, which dove right between her cunt lips and jammed their way upwards a little bit.
She could feel them pressing hard against her stiff clit, and as he began to wiggle them back and forth so her clit moved, she reached over and put the tiny remaining roach of the joint into the ashtray on the table.
She looked around the sleazy hotel room they were in, for only a second.
Then she closed her eyes and tried to forget where she was. She slid her hands down to his shoulders, and as she supported herself a little bit more that way, she began to thrust her cunt back and forth against his fingers.
He was almost biting her nipple off by that point but she didn't care. The painful throbbing was made up for by the pleasure in her cunt, and even a kind of pleasure that was taking over for the pain on her nipple-due to his tongue pressed against the tip.
"Oh Jesus fucking Christ," she started to moan, as her cunt spasmed harder around his deeper probing fingers-how many of them, she didn't even know.
She could feel his teeth easing up on her nipple then, and his lips wrapped around it once more and he started to suck on it.
Then his tongue was pressing against it-soft as velvet. He slid his tongue from the tip of one tit to the tip of the other.
Then he pulled back, and slid his fingers out of her cunt.
As Sylvia opened her eyes and looked down at him, she could see the way he had both hands on the elastic waistband of her panties. She looked down past her saliva coated tits, down her flat white belly, and watched him slide her panties off.
She thought nothing of it. She was used to having her naked body seen-at least back home-because her parents had always believed in nudity.
As he looked at her sparse pubic hairs, then at her red, wet cunt lips, he smiled a little bit. He let his tongue brush through her pubes as he leaned forward to slide her panties all the way down over her feet. She lifted her feet obligingly, to step out of them, and as he sat up, he nodded.
"Sure don't look like the pussy of an eighteen year old to me."
She said nothing to him. So he knew that she had lied-but she was still not going to come out and admit that to him.
Besides, she didn't have to say anything to him then. He moved his mouth right down to her sparse hairs and began to run his tongue through them. She couldn't believe how hot his fat, wet looking tongue felt.
Then he slid his tongue down between her cunt lips, and as he moved it right into her and pressed it against her clit, she felt his hands slide behind her ass. He began to cup her buttocks, and Sylvia discovered that she had a kind of seat she could just wedge herself right back into.
Of course, when he began to slide his fingers along her ass crack, and seemed to be probing one near her tiny puckered asshole, she did not know if she was ready for that, but she still did nothing to protest.
His tongue was working her ripe little pussy over, and she was in heaven. That was not only because of the pleasure she felt-but because she had once thought that she would never be able to feel pleasure between her legs. Only pain.
He pulled his mouth away from her cunt, only for a second, and that was so he could say, "You gotta talk, baby. You gotta tell me what's workin' and what isn't. You gotta talk 'cause that's a kind of turn-on, and they're gonna want it."
He pressed his tongue right back into her cunt, and as he began to wiggle her stiff clit back and forth fast, she moaned.
"Oooh, that tongue of yours feels so fucking hot. Stick it all the way into me. I wanna feel that tongue deep in my pussy. Oooh, yeah. Push it in even deeper. Now ram it against my clit. Oh shit, that feels too fucking good."
He was pressing his tongue down against her clit really hard, when suddenly, she felt herself exploding again. At the same time, she could feel it happening between her ass cheeks, and there was even something nice about it.
He was easing one finger into her asshole. It seemed like he was using the sweat that had built up between her buttocks as the lubrication to slide his finger into her, and she didn't even mind how it felt.
That was because with his finger in her ass, and her cunt spasming around his tongue, she suddenly realized that when her cunt spasmed, so did her asshole.
Sylvia could feel the way her asshole was spasming really tight around his probing black digit, and she was so fascinated with it, that she didn't even feel any pain.
Pain! The thought of the word made her want to laugh.
She was thinking that her body felt so relaxed and open, that there was no kind of pain severe enough for her to feel. There was absolutely no way that any pain could suddenly catch up to and overtake the rushing pleasure in her body.
She even started to wiggle herself back and forth on his hand-seat, so that his finger was not only wiggling in her asshole, but his tongue was moving in her cunt.
"What a fucking hot dude you are," Sylvia was starting to moan. "What a fucking hot fucking black beauty you are, baby. You're making my whole fucking body feel like it's on fire, and it's a hot goddamn feeling. Shit, man! I love it."
He looked up at her and he smiled, a little deceivingly. Luckily, she had her eyes closed so that she didn't see it. Well, he reasoned, even if she'd had her eyes open, she can't see my mouth, with it buried against her hot young teen pussy.
No fucking way, he knew. The bitch was too, too turned on.
He started to work his tongue a little bit faster, and then, at one point, he sucked on her cunt as hard as he possibly could.
Sylvia could feel the way her juices were just rushing out of her pussy. She felt her whole body starting to burst into a kind of sweat, and felt how he worked more of that sweat from between her ass cheeks, into her asshole.
She slid her own fingers up to her nipples then, because they were throbbing like crazy. There seemed to be a cool breeze rushing over them-coming from a small hole in one of the windows, and that felt pretty nice.
It felt even nicer when she started to pinch her nipples, however. She felt the way they both throbbed, and her pussy spasmed in response.
Once again, her hot little asshole began to spasm around his finger.
Or was it fingers? Sylvia was sure that she felt him start to slide another finger into her, to work in more of that sweat.
He had, and he had succeeded quite easily. He was starting to wonder just how many fingers he'd be able to get into her little ass for he could feel the way his fingers were stretching her asshole out inside.
The best part was, the hot little bitch seemed to love it. It sure as hell seemed to be loosening her up. Or maybe it was the sensemilla, he surmised, or perhaps the lude. It wasn't even a boot lude-it was a real one.
The black man thought about how loose she must have been for a few seconds-judging by what was happening to her cunt, and how easily it was to move his fingers in her ass.
And that was pretty good, he knew. But there was still the other thing, and as he pulled his mouth back and started to slide his fingers out of her, he spoke softly.
"Well, your cunt sure as hell seems to work, and your ass ain't so bad either. Now we gotta see how well you can handle a dick."
When he said the word, she tensed up just for a second. But then, she smiled, and licked her lips a little bit. Today, she thought, I'm so loose, I can handle anything.
"Come on, hot little white girl," he said.
"You gotta do all the handlin' at first. I wanna see you down on your knees, takin' it out."
Sylvia did as he said. She slid down to her knees in front of him, and then she began to open his thick black leather belt. Her long thin fingers worked slowly and uncertainly, but she still managed to get his belt open with ease.
Then she unclasped his pants, and started to pull his zipper down.
He lifted his ass up off the chair as she tugged at his pants, and he told her to pull his underpants down at the same time.
As she did, his huge dick bounded out in freedom. As he sat back down and spread his legs a little bit, with his pants now down around his feet, Sylvia could see how huge his balls were. They rested on the edge of the chair, and his cock stood up at a forty-five degree angle from his legs.
She could tell that it was uncut, because of the long foreskin, and as he slid his hand to the base of his cock, he pulled the foreskin back, unveiling the fat come-dripping cock head, the drops leaking from the slit.
She did not make a move to take it in her mouth, so he aimed it down at her. When she looked right at it, it seemed somewhat ominous looking.
"Come on, Sylvia," he said. "You've been pretty good so far. Let's see if you can do a little bit more. You gotta be able to do this, if you wanna work."
She opened her mouth like a big O and moved it closer to his cock. As she took the head between her lips, she kept her hands hanging at her sides. She started to slide her lips down his shaft, and stopped when she felt the head of it near her throat.
Then she pulled her mouth back to the head. She slid her lips down again, and she could hear him giving her some directions.
At first, he told her to use her tongue, so she started to.
But then, he seemed to get upset because she was not going all the way down on him. When the head of his cock was near her throat, there were still at least three inches at the base of the fat shaft that could go between her lips.
"You gotta inhale, if you wanna take it all the way in," he told her.
She tried it once, and didn't succeed. She coughed around his cock, and was a little bit surprised when she heard him let out a low moan then.
After the second try, the black man knew what he'd have to do.
He slid his hand behind her head, and as he felt her hair, knew that he was gonna have to get this girl some good shampoo. Customers like soft hair.
He pulled at the back of her head, so that as her lips were sliding down his shaft, she could not stop it. The head of his cock plunged right into her throat, and Sylvia felt her chin against his huge ball sack and her nose against his pubic hairs.
He had a funky smell to him, and it did not appeal to her.
She tried to think 'loose' but she felt herself stiffening up. It was almost as if the whole thing was happening all over again!
He let her pull her mouth back, but not even all the way to the head of his cock. He kept holding her head and started to force it in and out of her mouth.
"Yeah, that's the way I like it baby," he said, and he was no longer really getting a blow job from her. He was fucking the hot little bitch's mouth.
He could hear the way she was gagging and groaning around his cock, but he didn't really care. She was inhaling on cue, and her saliva seemed to be building up in her mouth as each second passed by. That was all he cared about.
It was not until she slid her hands up his black thighs, toward his crotch, then started to push against it, so she could try and pull back, that he knew he had to do it. It had been working its way toward that anyway.
The black man reached into the pocket of his coat which was hanging over the back of the chair he was sitting on, and pulled out the thick leather strap. It was already tied in a slip knot, to make things easier.
He grabbed one of her hands and pulled it behind her back, using the hand that held the leather strap. As he reached for her other hand, he was almost doubling over her body, with her head between his crotch and his chest.
Though he was not holding her head all the way down his cock shaft at the moment, he was still keeping her mouth around his shaft.
He slipped both of her wrists through the leather strap almost instantly, and as he pulled it tight, he could hear her gasp. He wound the leather around her wrists a few times, then tied a knot, to make sure she could not pull free.
As he sat up, he looked down at her. She immediately pulled her mouth back.
"What the hell are you doing?" she asked, and his cock twitched at the sight of her on her knees in front of him, trembling with total fear.
"Hey, baby, this is gonna be expected of you. Here, take this."
He started to put another 714 in her mouth, and when she turned her head to try and prevent him, he grabbed her by the hair. He pulled her head back and forced the pill into her mouth; he grabbed her soda bottle and poured some down her throat.
"Don't try and fight me, baby. What I'm doin', I'm tryin' to do for your own good. You try and fight me, it's only gonna hurt you more."
He knew that she had swallowed the second lude. He put the soda bottle back on the table, and let up on his tight grip on her hair though he still held her hair.
"Now we're gonna try this again, to see if you can go all the way down on me. I ain't gonna force you, but I'm gonna expect that you do. If you don't, then I'm gonna have to use some force. You understand me, baby?"
"Uh huh," she said, a new rush of high began to take over.
She felt him pull her head toward his cock. At first, she kept her eyes open and looked at his shaft as her lips were sliding down. As she moved closer to the pubic hairs, she could see how they were more like ringlets of black hair.
She slid her lips all the way down and held him in her throat. Then she began to slide them back up to the tip of his cock. She moved them back down, and then closed her eyes. Sylvia started to get into the velvety feeling his shaft was leaving on her lips, and she was deep-throating him just like he wanted her to.
The next thing he had to tell her was to use her tongue, and she began to flick it back and forth against the underside of his cock shaft. There seemed to be a vein that ran along the underside, and it was throbbing.
"Yeah, pretty white Miss," he moaned. "Sure as hell gonna have a big call for you. Sure as hell gonna have to put you to work. But you'll always be mine."
She liked hearing him say that, and it made her more eager to turn him on. When he sensed that eagerness, by the way she was sucking on his cock harder, by the way she was working her tongue faster, by the way she was even beginning to moan with pleasure as she sucked him and finally, by the way she seemed to forget about her bound state, stopping any kind of struggling she had previously been making to free her wrists, he went right on telling her what he knew she loved hearing.
"Yeah, ain't no one gonna take your place by my side, baby. I sure as hell am gonna give you all the good lovin' that I got to give. You're gonna be this here nigger's number one girl. Ain't gonna be no one better."
It felt so good to know that he wanted her so much, as she needed to be wanted.
She felt his cock starting to throb in her mouth then, and though she had hated the taste of come that one other time, she started to suck him harder. She heard the way he was moaning louder, and then, felt the spurt of cream.
It shot against the roof of her mouth, and as it dripped down onto her tongue, she did not like the taste of it. But she still swallowed it, as it was much easier to do that than to start spitting it out.
She swallowed all of it as he was coming, and she could feel him sliding his hands up and down her soft back, massaging her quite a bit.
"Mmm, yeah, pretty white Miss," he moaned. "You sure do suck good. You sure do love to suck that come outta this here cock, don't you?"
She still had her eyes closed, but nodded her head yes. She felt his cock starting to go limp in her mouth, and the change in size was incredible. He did not lose all the blood from his prick, however.
As she pulled her head back, he stood up in front of her. He kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his pants. Then he started to open his vest and his shirt. She could see what a massive chest he had, and how dark his skin was.
When he was as naked as she was, he slid his hands under her armpits and pulled her to her feet. She turned around, thinking that he was going to untie her, but she heard him laugh, then felt him give her a light push.
"Toward the bed, baby," he said to her. "We still got other holes that we gotta check out. Gotta make sure they're all in workin' condition."
She knew what that meant. He was going to fuck her cunt.
She half-walked and half-stumbled over to the bed, because of how high she was, and the one thing that made this walk toward her second fuck easier, was looking back at his naked body. Though he was such a tall, broad man, towering over her, his cock was now semi-limp. Sylvia knew he couldn't fuck her with a dick like that.
She turned around as she got near the bed, and fell back.
"Can you untie me?" she asked him. "My arms feel funny this way. My hands are hurting against the small of my back."
He started to nod, but before he came over, he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out another leather strap. She Wondered what he was planning to do with that, and had no idea, until a few seconds later.
He untied her wrists, as she sat up. But then, he kept that first strap around one wrist as he pushed her back on the bed. He used his body weight to keep her body pressed flat on the bed, with his strong chest almost smothering her, until she turned her head to the side and was able to breathe.
He tied the end of that strap to one bedpost, then took the other strap and placed it around her other wrist. He pulled hard as he tied that one to the other bedpost.
So though he had untied her, it was only for a few seconds, to allow him to tie her up in another position, with her hands spread as wide apart as possible, and her wrists aching more than before.
"You said they was uncomfortable in the small of your back. Now they ain't there anymore, so you just don't gotta worry about them."
That was all he said to her about it. He started to rub his body all over hers, and she really felt small then, because he was such a big man.
He rubbed his strong chest against her tits, and her nipples began to throb hard against him. He was pressing his groin up near her cunt, and she could feel his limp cock rubbing all over her lips and cunt hairs.
Then he lifted his groin up and aimed his cock at her pussy.
He was able to slide into her because she was so wet inside-and because he was semi-erect, but he was still not fully hard.
Sylvia couldn't believe how easily he fit into her cunt. Thinking about how large he had felt in her mouth, she couldn't understand why he wasn't spreading her cunt wider than he was. Then she felt him start to move.
"Yeah, this cunt is real hot. It's startin' to make my blood flow again."
He meant it literally, because she could feel the way his cock started to get longer and thicker inside of her. As it thickened, she felt her cunt walls being spread wider than they'd ever been spread before.
Though there was a little bit of pain, the other pill he'd given her was really starting to do its job, so she was feeling quite relaxed.
He moved his lips to her ear, and as he started to lick her, he was also moaning really loud. She could feel the heated breath rushing through her body.
"Come on, baby. They're gonna want to know how their dicks feel in you. They're gonna want to hear all kinds of praise. Even if it's a small dick, they're gonna wanna hear you talkin' about how big it is. They're gonna wanna hear you praisin' them and glorifyin' them. That's what the customer's payin' for."
She did not have to lie about how big his dick was. She started to tell him how fat it felt inside of her, and how it was just making her body feel like it was on fire.
She told him how nice his balls felt slapping against her, and at one point, he pulled out of her, then lifted her legs up so they were over his chest, and her feet were right up on his shoulders.
He began to thrust even harder then, and his balls were really slapping against her ass at that point, along with his whole crotch.
When Sylvia felt the way he started to moan, and felt his cock throbbing in her, she didn't mind it, once again.
The last time and the only time a cock had throbbed in her before, she had hated it. She had felt such intense pain from the throbbing.
But her body was feeling so loose and free, that she didn't mind.
He thrust all the way into her, nice and deep, and held himself there. The throbbing began to subside a little bit, and he eased his way back.
Then he pulled all the way out of her. He pushed her legs up higher, over her head, and she felt him moving his mouth down to her. At first, he started to lick her hot little pussy with that soft, lush tongue of his.
Then, she felt him lifting her legs higher, so he didn't have to move his tongue. Her asshole was pulled right up to meet his mouth.
He maneuvered her legs, so he was running his tongue from her cunt down to her asshole, then back up to her cunt. At first, he used both hands, but then he held her with only one hand, because he used the other hand for something else.
He started to slide a finger in and out of her asshole, and she could feel the way his tongue was adding more lube to her ass.
Sylvia could feel the way he was using the cream from her own flowing pussy to work into her asshole. He'd slide his tongue from her cunt to her ass, and push the come into her asshole with his probing fingers.
She felt the way her body began to loosen up all over again.
Then, he stood up on his knees, and aimed his cock. At first, she could feel him rubbing it over her cunt. He slid into her once, then right back out, just to get a nice wet come coating all over his dick.
As he aimed it between her buttocks, she knew what was going to happen. She could feel how wide her ass cheeks were being spread to take this hard dick between them, and as he started to press it into her asshole, she opened her mouth to scream.
Suddenly, she felt him slapping her face really hard.
"I warned you about screaming, baby," he said. "You gotta just loosen up. I told you that I don't hire no girl who ain't gonna use all her holes."
She felt the ripping inside of her as he slammed it deep into her asshole, but he did not start to move right away. He seemed to wait until she loosened up, and as he started to move, she didn't really mind it. Especially when he moaned, "Yeah, I told you, you're gonna be my number one baby."
CHAPTER TWO
So she started to work for him. After he fucked her ass that first time, he took her out to dinner, but she could hardly even stay awake in order to eat.
Then he gave her a hundred dollars and put her in a hotel room. Sylvia slept through the first night quite peacefully. The next morning he came to get her so they could go out and buy her some clothing.
He liked her in jeans and a T-shirt, as he told her it made her look young. He bought her a sweet-smelling shampoo, and later that day, she had her first John.
He was not a very good looking man. In fact, he was bald, with rounded wire-framed glasses. He was somewhat mousy looking.
Sylvia was surprised at what he wanted. He just wanted to watch her masturbate for him. The black man had given her a pill before sending up this man, so it was easy for her to feel free about what she was doing.
She just slid out of her jeans and panties, and left her T-shirt on. When her nipples got stiff, she knew that they were making a nice impression against the T-shirt, and knew that he was turned on by the way that looked.
She spread her legs as this man in a business suit sat on the edge of his seat, and she started to finger herself. She slid her fingers up and down over her cunt lips and moaned softly as she got wet.
She slid them into herself, and wiggled her clit back and forth. She could feel the way she was turning herself on, and was glad that he didn't even care about touching her. She kept her eyes closed during most of it.
When she sensed a kind of movement in the room, she opened her eyes. He was getting up and moving closer to her. He had opened his pants and pulled his cock out, and he had his hand around it, jerking himself.
He moved right over to the edge of the bed where she was sitting. As Sylvia opened her mouth, thinking he'd want her to suck it-and not caring about sucking it because that pill made her feel so good-she heard him tell her no.
He didn't want her to take him in her mouth, so she closed it.
She closed her eyes again, even though he was so close to her. She could hear him sniffing, and sensed that his nose was near her hair. She was glad that the black man had bought her the fragrant shampoo.
Then she heard the way he started to moan. She thought about opening her eyes, but decided not to, until she felt it hitting her cheek.
Then she opened her eyes and saw him coming. He was holding his cock right near her face, so that he shot it onto her cheek.
And that was all. He put himself back in his pants, paid her, then left. She went to the bathroom and washed the jism off her cheek.
When the black man came up to her room, he asked her if she was ready for another one, and Sylvia most certainly was. He had told her it would be easy money, and the next one turned out to be just as easy.
She hadn't slid back into her jeans when this handsome blond man walked into the room, and he raised his hand when she made a move to, telling her that he liked looking at her just the way she was. He walked over to the bed where she was sitting, and as he stood in front of her, he told her to open his zipper.
Sylvia did that easily, and by the time she had it open, he was already bending down just a little bit so he could touch her pussy. She felt the way his whole body seemed to shudder with delight as he stroked her cunt lips.
Then he told her to pull his cock out of his pants.
She could feel how hard it was as she pulled it out, and when she did, she was rather surprised. It was not at all long.
In fact, Sylvia could wrap her hand around it, and the head just stuck out. She remembered what the black man had said to her about the praise these men were looking for, so she started to lay it into him.
The fact that she was as stoned as she was made it so much easier.
She told him that he had such a big fat prick, and that she had never seen one as big as his before. She told him what a nice looking cock he had, too, and how most of the others that she had seen were real ugly.
Then he told her to suck him between her lips. She slid her mouth around his dick and as she began to suck him, he slid his fingers into her cunt. Sylvia could feel the way his fingers seemed to be digging at her insides, and though she did not like the way that felt too much, she said nothing.
After all, she did not want to interrupt her cock sucking to tell him anything.
His was an easy dick to suck, she discovered, because he wasn't long at all. She was able to press her mouth down all the way to his groin, so her lips were pressing against his balls and her mouth against the light colored hairs, and the head of his cock wasn't even close to entering her throat.
It was so easy to keep sliding her lips up and down his shaft.
She moaned around it, and even got into the way that it tasted. When he started to throb she hardly even felt it, but knew that he was about to come by the way he was moaning really loud and breathing so heavily.
He shot it right into her mouth, and she swallowed it all. Then she was paid.
When the black man came back into her room, after the second John had left, he was smiling. He told her she was doing real well. Then he asked her if she wanted another pill, and she said sure. He didn't give her a 714.
He gave Sylvia something that he said was stronger, and since she liked the way the 714 made her feel, she took this one quite willingly.
"Got two for you now, baby," he said, about ten minutes later. The pill seemed to have started to hit her already. "Got two, and I'm sure you can handle it. They're gonna be a little harder than the others."
"Am I still your number one girl?" she asked him, and he nodded. "Then if you want me to do it for you, I can do it."
"Good," he said, giving her a large, white-toothed smile.
He left the room, and a few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Two men walked into the room. Both were big and rugged. One had black curly hair, and the other one had blond curly hair. They both wanted her to strip completely.
Then the one with the black hair told her to pull his dick out of his pants. He pulled her to the floor in front of him, and as she moved her hands toward his zipper, the blond man who was behind her grabbed her hands.
He yanked them behind her back, and suddenly, she heard a clanging sound, and felt the cold steel cuffs clamped around her wrists.
"With your teeth, bitch," the man told her, and Sylvia was too downed out to feel any fear. If that was what the customer wanted, that was what she was going to give him.
She had to bite into the nib of the zipper, and hold it between her teeth to pull it down, and that was a little hard, because the blond man was still behind her, and he was firmly cupping her buttocks, sliding one hand from one ass cheek to the other.
Then, just as she almost got the zipper down, she felt a hard slap against her ass cheek, as the blond man pulled his hand back and smashed it down.
She gasped just a little bit as the stinging pain seemed to turn to pleasure.
She bit into the zipper once again, and then she felt him starting to slap her ass over and over again from behind.
Eventually, the black-haired man had to pull his cock out of his pants, and though he seemed to blame it on her, she knew it was the blond's fault. She had been doing fine until he started to slap her ass and the slapping made her body shake and made her lose her teeth clamping grip on him.
When he pulled his dick out of his pants, and held it in front of her face, she could not get over how huge it was. He held her hair and started to slide his hand to the base of his cock. As he held himself, he slapped her back and forth across the face with his shaft. She could feel some stinging on her cheeks.
Sylvia kept her mouth open to take his cock in, but he seemed to get off on slapping her face with it. When he did thrust it into her mouth, he still held the back of her head and started to ram his cock back and forth.
She was glad that the black man had taught her to keep inhaling each time the cock was sliding into her throat. This dick was bigger than the black man's.
She could feel the blond on his knees behind her. He was sliding his hand around to her cunt. He started to play with her, in a real rough kind of way. He pried her wet cunt lips open, and then he was ramming his finger in and out of her.
He felt her clit and when he was able to, grasped it tightly between his fingers. Luckily, she was so loose and so wet that she didn't care, and his fingers did keep slipping off her clit every so often.
When he pulled his fingers away from her cunt, she sensed that he was pulling back. She couldn't see, however, because she could not turn her head. She heard a rustling of clothing and sensed that this blond man was getting undressed.
Then, suddenly, Sylvia felt a hard cracking on her ass, and heard the loud sound of leather smashing against flesh.
It happened a few more times, and she almost bit into the cock in her mouth.
That caused the black-haired man to pull out of her mouth. He held her hair and started to smash her face with his cock. She was able to turn her head for a second. The blond man had pulled his pants and underpants off.
The hard cock bobbing up and down between his legs was enormous-bigger than the fat dick on the black-haired man. He had pulled his belt out of his pants, and that was the leather that was smashing against her buttocks.
After she realized what it was, it seemed to make the lashing so much more easy to take. He seemed to be hitting her harder and harder with each blow, and she began to moan after a while, especially when he slid the leather belt near her buttocks and just rubbed it there, in between lashes.
"Let's get her to the bed," the black-haired man said.
She felt herself just being lifted and carried over to the bed. They threw her down on her stomach, and then the black-haired man got on the bed, near the head of it. He lifted her up a little bit, and rammed his cock back into her mouth, The blond started to lash her buttocks again, and that time, she managed to slip her lips over her teeth to keep from biting him.
"Yeah, good bitch," he said to her, and she gagged just a little bit around his cock shaft when it was in her throat.
He pulled her head back after a while, and then she felt him shifting his position on the bed. He was soon lying on his back.
He and the blond man manipulated her, straddling her over his upraised dick. Then they sat her right down on his cock.
As she was told to slide up and down his cock, the blond man stood up on the bed and moved right in front of her. He slid his larger dick to her mouth, and as he started to fuck her face, the black-haired man cupped her buttocks.
He used his hands to slide her up and down his cock at a faster rate than she was moving, and she felt her whole body surging with more and more heat.
Then the blond leaned over, and cracked the leather belt down against her buttock. From the angle of approach that time, the belt really made a harder smashing contact with her ass, and it hurt a little bit.
But her cunt started to spasm around the cock that was inside of her, and that heated prick seemed to keep her nice and loose.
The blond man kept fucking her face and lashing her ass with the leather belt, and she could feel the way her butt flesh was stinging now. on the bed behind her, and she could feel him rubbing his hands over her sore ass cheeks.
"You got any lube in this place?" he asked her, and she nodded toward the night table. The black man had bought a jar of vaseline.
The blond man reached over and started to get some lube on his fingers. As she kept sliding up and down the cock of the black-haired man, she turned her head, and saw the way the blond man was moving his hand to his cock. He started to smear the lube all over his shaft so that it glistened a little bit.
Then he got more lube on his fingers, and moved them to her asshole.
As he started to force his fingers into her, she was glad that she had taken that second pill. Both of these men were being real rough with her, and her body hardly seemed to feel the kind of pain that it would normally feel.
She leaned forward-or rather-was pushed by the blond man, and she could feel the black-haired man started to move his lips near her tit. He bit into one of her nipples really hard and she could feel the way the biting teeth were almost meeting. Sylvia thought that her nipple was going to be bitten right off.
Then the blond man slammed his cock right into her asshole.
She could feel the most incredible pain starting to rush through her body, but she didn't really care that much about it.
She felt the blond whipping her back then, with his leather belt.
He moved his lips near her ear and whispered softly, "What's the matter, bitch, don't you like it?" and then he bit her earlobe.
So Sylvia was feeling so many pain-inflicting things happening.
The pills were keeping her numb enough, however, to keep from really feeling the pain, and she knew that the blond man was right.
"Yeah, these two dicks feel so nice and hot," she was moaning. "You two sure are one hell of a good fuck team. I can't believe the way you two feel in me at once. I can almost feel your dicks rubbing together. My whole body is feeling so fucking loose from those two hot cocks you guys have."
It was true, too. Now that there was no whipping or no biting, her body was starting to sweat a hell of a lot. She could feel the way the pleasure was just surging through her, and she started to moan louder.
The blond man was fucking her asshole faster than the black-haired man was fucking her cunt, because he could move more easily.
She felt his cock starting to explode inside of her, and as it did, her asshole was spasming around him. Her cunt began to spasm too, but the black-haired man didn't even seem like he was close to coming.
Sylvia felt the blond man fuck her really hard during those seconds that his cock was shooting off inside of her, and when he finished coming, he rubbed himself up against her so his groin was making contact with her sore, abused ass.
When he pulled out of her, he did so rather fast, and she felt a bolt of pain rushing through her body for a few seconds.
Then the black-haired man rolled over with her. She felt the cuffs cutting into the small of her back as he pushed her legs up over her head. He re-inserted his cock in her cunt, and started to fuck her harder than he'd been doing it before.
His hand smashed down on her ass harder than the blond man's hand had been doing.
She heard the way he started to grunt and groan a few seconds before he shot his load inside of her, and she moaned loud when she felt him coming, and started to tell him, in words, just how good he felt.
As he finished coming inside of her, he pulled out fast. Then he slapped her across the face, once, really hard. It scared her enough to send a rush of fear through her, and make her try to pull her wrists free.
As a result, she cut one wrist on one of the steel cuffs.
She was rolled over on her stomach, and the blond man slapped her ass a little bit. Then both of them dressed. The last things that they did was leave money on the night table, and uncuff her to free her.
Sylvia didn't realize just how sore her body was until after they left. The pill was still having some effect on her, and she wished that she had another one.
When the black man came into her room, he was smiling. He told her how pleased the two men had been, and how they were probably going to come back to see her. Of course, she was not thrilled, but she wasn't upset, either. She really didn't care.
She had to ask him for another pill, and he gave it to her.
"I'm still your number one girl, aren't I?" she asked him. "I mean, I'm always gonna be your number one baby, won't I?"
"Sure thing, sugar," he said to her. "Sure thing. Now where's the money."
She pointed toward the night table. He took the money from the top and the money from the drawer, counted it, then took a large percentage of it. She looked at him, rather puzzled, and he just smiled.
"Hey, baby, I don't get these pills for free. And I gotta pay for this room. And besides, you're my number one."
CHAPTER THREE
She continued to work for him because she thought he treated her nice. The only thing was, she wanted him to get her a bottle of pills, and thought that as long as he was taking so much money, she should get her own bottle.
But he told her that she wouldn't be able to handle it. He told her that he had seen many girls think that they could take just one more, then just one more, until they were so downed out they either passed out and/or died.
He told her that if he gave her the pills, one at a time, he would regulate how many she took, so she wouldn't O.D. And wasn't that the way a man was supposed to treat his number one girl? Real nice. Real considerately.
Time seemed to mean nothing to her, because she always felt so good on the pills that days just seemed to turn into nights, and those nights into days. She lost track of the weeks and months that were passing her by.
During the first week or so, she did think about her father once or twice. The first time she woke up as if she'd been having a nightmare, thinking about the way he had come and taken her by force. After the second time, she just didn't think about it anymore. It was as if that bastard had never existed.
One day, he came into her room, and smiled at her. She saw how white his teeth looked against his thick black lips.
"Think you're ready for somethin' new?" he asked her, and when she shook her head yes, he went back to the door. As he opened it, she saw another frail looking blonde girl, who reminded Sylvia very much of herself.
Her name was Mary, she was told, and the two of them were to-get to know each other. They were also going to make it with each other, as there was a John who wanted to watch two young girls eating each other out.
He gave them each a strong pill, and then left them alone.
Sylvia told Mary how she had come to work for this man. She told about how he had seen her walking around the streets, and had approached her after two days. He had bought her a meal and she had been happy about that.
She told Mary a little bit about her father, and Mary's story was almost the same, except for the fact that it had been Mary's uncle who lived at home with her family, who'd been the one to drive her away.
As the two of them talked, they started to like each other. Sylvia decided that they had better practice a little bit, and she moved her lips to Mary's and kissed her. As she did, she felt Mary sliding her hand up between her legs.
Mary began to rub Sylvia's cunt through the jeans that she had on, but she was not rubbing them between Sylvia's jeans for long. She seemed to want to get right down to things, so she opened the zipper.
Then she slid her fingers into Sylvia's pants, and started to move them right to her cunt. She rubbed the wet, red cunt lips, and as Sylvia felt her pussy getting wetter she began to moan softly.
Then there was a knock on the door. The two girls pulled back as a red-haired man opened the door and walked into the room. He was carrying a small black bag with him and it looked very much like a doctor's bag.
"Oh, I see you two have already started," he said. "Go ahead."
They both seemed to like what he said. They started to kiss each other again, and as they did, Sylvia lay back on the bed. She felt Mary's hand moving right back to her cunt, and the new blonde girl started to wiggle her clit back and forth again.
Then Mary was pushing Sylvia's T-shirt up over her tits. She slid her lips down to the girls nipple and started to suck on it, flicking her tongue back and forth over it. Within seconds, she was sliding her lips all the way down.
She even slid off the bed, between Sylvia's spread legs, and started to pull her pants and panties all the way off. As Sylvia lifted her ass up off the bed, and felt her flesh being bared, she moaned.
The blonde girl moved her mouth to Sylvia's pussy and started to eat her.
"I want you to eat each other," the redheaded man said.
Mary stood up then and started to strip off her clothing. Her body was similar to Sylvia's in that she was also rather thin and frail. Her tits were much bigger, however, and she also had a much thicker pubic patch.
As she started to climb up on the bed, she moved her cunt right down over Sylvia's face, and that was when Sylvia started to gag a little bit. She had never tasted another cunt before, and she didn't really like it.
As she slid her hands to Mary's ass to push her up, she could feel the way that Mary was trying more and more desperately to push herself down. When Sylvia proved to be stronger, Mary turned around and slapped her.
Then, before Sylvia knew what was happening, Mary was pulling at her hands. She felt the way the other blonde started to bind her wrists together with a thick cord, and at first, she didn't know where the blonde had gotten the cord from.
"Good," the John said, and Sylvia knew then, "if she's not going to do it willingly, then we're going to have to use some force."
Mary started to pull at Sylvia's body, so that Sylvia was laying across the bed. She pulled the end of the rope up around one of the headboards, so that Sylvia's hands were bound, and could not be pulledi down.
Then Mary turned her body around, and sat right down on Sylvia's face again.
"Lick me, you bitch," she said to Sylvia, who at first, tried to keep her mouth closed tight. Then Mary was pulling her cunt up and smashing it right back down on Sylvia's face. When that didn't work, Mary slid her hand toward Sylvia's sparse pubic hairs and plucked at a few of them, hard.
That was when Sylvia opened her mouth to scream, but the scream was .muffled by Mary's cunt lips which pressed right down against her mouth.
Sylvia started to flick her tongue back and forth against the blonde girl's cunt, and though she did not like the taste, she tried not to think about it. She could feel the way Mary's cunt was getting wetter.
Meanwhile, Mary was leaning forward. She spread Sylvia's cunt lips with her fingers so that her clit was exposed, then wrapped her lips around it and started to suck on it. She flicked her tongue back and forth against Sylvia's clit, and Sylvia could feel the way the pleasure began to surge through her.
As she started to moan softly, she felt some of Mary's juices flowing right into her mouth, and she swallowed them. Then, she felt her legs being raised up. Mary was still eating her pussy, but the redheaded man was pushing her legs up, causing Mary to sit up more as she kept her mouth glued to Sylvia's cunt.
All of a sudden, Sylvia heard a loud whooshing sound, then felt a hard cracking on her buttocks. She could feel the way her ass had just been paddled, and she did not like it at all. She started to squirm around.
"Relax," Mary moaned to her. "Relax, and it'll all be so much easier."
She was having trouble relaxing, mainly because she was having a lot of trouble breathing. Mary's cunt was almost smothering her. She did try to follow the blonde girl's advice however, when she realized that Mary was really trying to help her.
She knew that because of the way that Mary was sucking on her cream.
As she felt her cunt spasming again, she heard the whooshing sound once more, and felt her ass being paddled again.
Sylvia didn't squirm that time, and she could hear the way the man with the red hair moaned about that. She could not see him, however, because of the way Mary was sitting on her face. After a few more whacks, the man let her ass fall back on the bed.
Then Sylvia felt Mary pulled off her face. As she looked at the man with the red hair, she could see that he had pulled his dick out of his pants. It was a pretty large cock, though not the largest one she had ever seen.
"Suck this," he said to Mary, and Sylvia was glad that she didn't have to suck his cock. She watched as Mary got down on her knees in front of him, and all she could do was lie there, with her hands still, bound above her head.
Mary looked like a real pro, Sylvia thought. She could see the way that Mary was sliding her lips up and down his cock real easily. She was moaning around it constantly, and every so often, as she'd pull her mouth back near the head of the cock, she would pull her lips away completely, for a few words of praise.
She told him that he had the most fantastic pecker she had ever seen, and let him know that she had seen a lot of cocks, but none compared with his. She kept flicking her tongue back and forth against his cock head, too.
Then he pulled away from Mary, and looked over at Sylvia. He looked back down at Mary and smiled in an evil looking way.
"Do you want to fuck?" he asked her, and she nodded. '
"Sure thing, sweetie. I would love to feel that cock in me."
"That, too, but that's not what I meant," he said to her. Sylvia watched as he walked over to his black bag and reached for something. As he pulled it out and then handed it to Mary, Sylvia had to gasp.
It was a huge flesh-colored rubber dildo. In all the time that she had been working for the black man, she had never seen a cock as large.
Mary started to strap it on, and Sylvia heard the redheaded man moaning.
"Yeah, that's what I mean. I want to watch you fuck. I want to watch you fuck her, over there. Get on the bed and fuck her."
As Mary walked back to the bed, Sylvia could see the way the huge strap-on dildo was bobbing up and down. She watched as Mary got between her legs and spread them even wider. Then Mary began to move the cock toward Sylvia's pussy.
As Sylvia tried to squirm away, Mary seemed to get real angry.
She pulled her hand back and smacked Sylvia across the face. Actually, Sylvia had seen the girl getting ready to strike, and was rather surprised. The slap didn't hurt as much as Sylvia would have thought, though it sounded loud.
Then Mary leaned forward and rubbed her tits against Sylvia's.
She hadn't slid the cock into Sylvia's cunt yet, but she was trying to. She moved-her lips to the bound blonde's, and she whispered, "Look, baby, I don't want you to make any trouble, you understand? The faster we do what this guy wants, the faster we turn him on. Now he wants me to fuck you and that's what I'm going to do. If you give me any trouble, I won't try to make it nice for you.
You got me, baby? Now just relax."
Sylvia had to. She knew that this blonde was telling her the truth, and she thought, just from what the girl had said, that she really was trying to make things easier.
She felt the way the blonde started to slide the dildo right into her pussy, and Sylvia had to squeeze her cunt muscles to relax them.
She felt the huge dildo surging all the way into her.
Then Mary sat up a little bit more, and started to thrust the strap-on dildo in and out of Sylvia's cunt. As she did, she slid her hands up Sylvia's body and began to pluck gently at her nipples. Sylvia turned her head and looked at the redheaded man, who was standing by the side of the bed.
He was sliding his hand up and down his own cock shaft, obviously very much turned on by the sight in front of him.
As he saw Sylvia, he smiled at her, and winked. She didn't smile back.
"Fuck that bitch harder," he said to Mary then. "I want her to squirm a little bit. I want you to fuck her as hard as you can."
When Sylvia heard that, she started to panic a little bit, but she looked into Mary's eyes and thought that everything would be all right. Mary started to thrust faster, and her crotch seemed to be slapping hard against Sylvia's thighs.
Like the slap across her face a few seconds earlier, the slapping sound of Mary's crotch against Sylvia's thighs sounded more painful than it was. Sylvia could feel the way Mary was trying to hold back just at the last second.
The two girls might have thought they were fooling the redheaded man, but they both realized that they were not a second later.
He smashed Mary's ass hard with the paddle, and told her that he didn't like whore bitches who liked to fuck around and deceive him.
"Now do what I said," he told her, and he smashed her ass again.
Mary must have realized that it was either her ass or Sylvia's ass, and she decided that it was better to let it be Sylvia's ass. She started to do exactly what the man wanted and as Sylvia really felt the cock hurting her. she groaned.
It seemed to turn the man on to hear her groan. She could tell just by how loud he was moaning as he listened to the sounds of her pain.
He still slammed Mary on the ass a few times while she was fucking Sylvia, but he didn't hit her as hard after that.
Then he climbed on the bed behind Mary, and Sylvia was sure that he was starting to slide his cock into her. She knew a few seconds later when Mary started to moan about how good his cock felt inside of her.
She started to tell him just how fantastic it felt, and then he pulled at her hair and started to talk right into her ear. Sylvia could feel the anger coming from him, and that anger seemed to rush through Mary and come out on her Sylvia!
"I don't want to hear none of that whory shit of yours," he said to her. "All you whores do it the same way. Praise any dick that's in you to get it to shoot."
It was the second and third time that he used the word, that it really started to get to Sylvia. She had never really thought about it before.
Whore!
That was what she had become. That was what Mary was, too. They were both whores.
She had never thought about it like that before. The black man had approached her as a friend, and she had still always thought of him that way. She let the friends of the black man fuck her because they had money for her.
And though she and the black man had both referred to the men as 'Johns', Sylvia had never thought of herself as a whore. The black man most certainly had never used that word before. And now that she heard it, she hated it.
She was a whore! It seemed to register, through the drugged state of mind that she was in-a state of mind she had been in for as long as she had known the black man.
Mary was fucking her so hard with that rubber dildo, and the worst thing about it, Sylvia thought, was that it was rubber-and could not come. That meant Mary could have fucked her with it for hours, and nothing would happen.
It was also so totally unlike flesh. Flesh was hot. It gave off a kind of heat which just emanated through her body. Rubber was real cold.
When Sylvia heard the man moaning, she was pretty sure that he was going to be coming in Mary's body, but she had no idea of whether or not that happened. She tried to look at Mary so that the hot blonde girl could give her some sign to let her know one way or the other, but Mary had her eyes closed tight.
From the look on her face, Sylvia assumed that Mary was in as much pain as she was. She wished that she could have massaged her and comforted her.
He had come inside of Mary's cunt. Sylvia knew that a few seconds later when he started to slide himself out gently.
Then he got off the bed completely. As Mary started to pull out, he smashed his hand against her ass and told her not yet.
He didn't want her to pull out until he saw Sylvia bleed.
It happened only a few minutes later, only because Sylvia was not turned on, and her cunt was not getting wet. It had been wet, but soon, the dildo had used up all those juices. At the very first sign of blood, Mary pulled out.
The man slapped her again, that time across the face. But at least it was over.
He got dressed, and then he untied Sylvia. It felt so good to be free. As he left the room, after putting the money on the table, the two naked girls were left alone. They were silent for a long time, then Mary spoke.
"I'm sorry I had to be so rough with you. I'm sorry I had to tie you up. But that was what he wanted. You have to do what they want."
"He called us whores," Sylvia said, still feeling the hurt.
"Well baby, that's just what we are. I mean, the man is coming here and paying for us. That does seem to fit the definition."
Sylvia felt a shudder rushing through her body, and she shivered for a second.
"Well, he might think that, but I'm not," she started to say. "I know that I'm not a whore. I'm not. I'm not. I'm just doing this because ... because ... well, he's been good to me, and we're good friends. It's the easiest way to get money. But even though I'm fucking these other men, I'm still his number one girl. I am. He told me."
"Oh honey, is that the line he used on you?" Mary asked. "Shit, I've known him for three years, and I must have met at least a hundred of his number one girls."
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SLAVE DAUGHTER
CHAPTER ONE
Peggy could feel the way Tony was thrusting in and out of her, and she wanted him to stop, but thought it would be rude to tell him to pull out.
After all, it had taken him months before she'd even let him go this far with her.
They had been dating for over a year, and he had wanted to go all the way with her for the last three months. Up until that point, he had told her that he would be content kissing and fingering her.
But then there reached a point where her black-haired Italian boyfriend let her know that he had enough of her stalling. He let her know that she was already in high school and still a goddamn virgin, which was abnormal.
He also let her know that Trisha, the hottest blonde in school, was after him, and that he would sure as hell start dating her unless Peggy went all the way.
So those were not the greatest circumstances leading to a girl's losing her virginity, but Peggy didn't want to lose Tony. She really did adore him.
She had agreed to let him do it to her in his car, as they could not do it anywhere else. Her mother never would have allowed her to take him up to her bedroom, and Tony's parents were both devout Italian Catholics.
In his car, he had started to kiss her hard on the lips. As he'd pushed her down on the front seat, he had pressed his body between her legs. Both of them had been fully clothed at that point, and Peggy had liked that.
His crotch had been sending out a kind of heat that kept rushing through her body, and her cunt had been getting wetter and wetter by the second.
He was a fantastic kisser. She knew what a good mouth he had, too, because he had been able to use it on her breasts before. As he'd started to kiss his way down her neck, he had been opening her blouse buttons.
In preparation for the evening's event, Peggy hadn't worn a bra. When he saw her huge heaving tits and her stiff dark nipples, he moaned softly.
Then he slid his mouth to one of them and sucked it hard.
As he did, Peggy felt even more pleasure surge through her body. She had slid her hand between his legs, then, too, and had started to pull his cock out of his pants.
It was not an unexpected thing. She had jerked him off a few times, and had let him come in her mouth once before.
She had slid his pants down in order to see his cock and his swinging hot balls, and then she had slid her hand to the tip. There was already come at the slit, and the brown-haired girl had rubbed it all over the head.
When Tony had pulled his cock out of her hand so he could slide his body down further and move his mouth near her crotch, she had started to moan. He'd pressed his lips against her jeans and he'd exhaled really hard.
She had felt the heat rush through her jeans and her panties, right into her pussy, where there was an even greater heat building up.
Then he had unsnapped her jeans and unzipped her fly. As he'd pulled her pants down, he'd also slipped his fingers right into her panties, so that they came down, too.
Peggy had kept her legs together for a few seconds then.
She was really a little bit nervous about letting him see her cunt right away. She didn't know if he would like what he saw. She didn't know if he would like her thick cunt bush, or her red, wet cunt lips.
As he'd pried her legs apart, he had moaned softly. She knew then that he liked the way her pussy looked, and she was happy about that.
As he moved his mouth down to her cunt and licked her for the first time, she felt a kind of heat surging through her body.
His mouth had always worked wonders on her mouth and on her tits, so she was not at all surprised at the way his mouth worked over her cunt. He pushed his wet tongue into her and started to probe the insides of her pussy.
Then he was wiggling her stiff clit back and forth. As he did, she felt her whole body surging with an even greater pleasure.
That was when Peggy had moaned for him to turn his body around.
She had moaned for him to move his cock to her mouth. She was dying to have something in her mouth. Her need to suck something had suddenly shot right up, and when she told him she wanted to suck his dick, he liked that.
The two of them had both managed to roll onto their sides on the front seat of the car, with Peggy's ass pressed back against the vinyl back of the seat. He had tried to keep his mouth glued to her pussy as he'd turned around, and though he hadn't succeeded he had not pulled his mouth away for more than a few seconds.
Once his cock was near her mouth, she began to suck on him. She worked her lips over the head of his cock, and flicked her tongue against the slit. She liked the taste of the come drops that she licked away from the slit.
At one point, her orgasmic rush was suddenly so high, that she opened her mouth and began to moan really loud. As she did, he thrust his cock deeper into her mouth, so that the fat head of it moved into her throat.
Peggy did want to pull back then, but her head was already pulled back to the back of the front seat of the car. She could not pull her head back anymore, and he was not making any attempt to pull his dick back.
In fact, he started to grind it around in her mouth a little bit.
When he did pull back, she heaved a sigh of relief. Then, she just kept her mouth open wide and he started to thrust back and forth, in and out of her throat, at a nice, steady rate. After a while, she started to love it.
That was all because of the way he was working her cunt over, shy knew. He was just ramming his tongue in and out of her at such a nice, steady rate. Her clit was throbbing like crazy, and she could feel the way, after some tense cunt spasms, he'd start to suck that cream right out of her.
When his dick began to throb in her mouth, she was even more turned on.
Peggy knew what thought went through her mind then: If he comes in my mouth now, that's sure to be it. He'll be satisfied and won't feel the need to fuck me. We'll be able to put it off for another night or two.
When his cock exploded, she felt him pull back a little bit, so that it was not in her throat, and she sucked hungrily at the cream. Peggy couldn't get over how good it felt to suck the cream out of his cock.
She really did love the taste. As she started to taste it and get off on the taste, her cunt began to respond with more pleasure.
He rubbed his chin against her pussy then, and she did hear him moaning something about how she was obviously getting off on the taste of his come. He moaned something about how he could tell, just by the way her pussy was working.
So she had sucked harder and harder, and she was glad when he had gone limp.
He had pulled his mouth away from her cunt then, and the two of them had sat up. Tony lit a joint and they smoked for a while. When she got buzzed all over again, she did not mind it when he started to kiss her.
Nor did she mind it when he pushed her back down on the seat, and started to press himself between her legs. His naked cock was rubbing against her naked cunt at the time, but he was limp, and there didn't seem to be any sign that he would get hard again.
Peggy liked the warmth of his groin pressing between her legs. She started to moan softly as he kept kissing her on the lips.
His kissing was so good that she hardly even noticed his cock stiffening as he kept rubbing it against her cunt. She began to feel it just a little bit later, after he was already as hard as he could be once again.
Then he lifted his groin up and aimed his cock head at her cunt lips.
He rubbed the head there, and started to ease himself all the way into her pussy. As Peggy had felt that happening, she had moaned for him to go slow and easy. She let him know that she was a virgin.
Luckily, she did not have a hymen. She had heard enough about sex to know that if she had a hymen, there was going to be pain. But suddenly, she felt him all the way inside of her, and she was happy about that.
He did not move right away, as he wanted her to get used to his size.
And even when he first started to move, pulling himself back gently, she could feel a shot of pain, and she told him as much. As a result, he had thrust it into her again and held himself there. He tried again a while later.
After a few more tries, he was able to start moving himself in and out of her without her feeling any pain. In fact, she started to like it.
She felt the wav his cock made nice contact with her clit, and each time he thrust in she could feel her clit being wiggled.
She started to come around him within a few seconds, and she liked the feeling of her cunt spasming around his cock. She could feel his cock so much better when her cunt was spasming hard around it.
Peggy had no idea of how long he had been fucking her now.
But there had reached a point when the pleasure had stopped. They had reached a point when his cock felt more like an unwanted intruder than anything else.
She was about to tell him to pull out when she heard him moaning. She thought for sure that this was the moment, but he didn't even start to throb.
"Yeah, I'm glad that you sucked me off, baby," Tony moaned then. "Shit, I probably would have shot in seconds if you hadn't sucked me off first. Now I can give you a nice long fuck so you'll really enjoy it."
For a second or two, Peggy just thought, I fucked myself over this time.
But she stopped thinking that way when she realized that she was just going to have to open her mouth and tell him what was on her mind.
"Tony, it's starting to hurt now," she said. "It's really hurting me now. Pull it out of me. Take it out of me. Please."
"Oh, not now, baby," he moaned. "Not now. You can't ask me to take it out right now, when it's feeling better than ever. A few more minutes."
"Tony, it's killing me," she began to say, and there was a strained tone in her voice. "Please. We'll do it again another time."
"I'm not taking it out until you let me come in you," he said.
"How long is that going to take? It's been forever already."
"I told you, another few minutes," he said to her, and she knew that she just didn't have the time to wait another few minutes.
She slid both of her hands to his chest then and tried to push him up. When she did, he seemed to press himself down harder.
Then, she felt him grabbing one of her hands. As he did, he pulled it right up over her head and he held it there as he used his other hand to grab her other one.
He yanked that one up over her head, harder than he had yanked the first one.
And because her wrists were rather small, he was able to wrap his fingers around both of her wrists at once, and hold both of her hands up there with one of his hands. This gave him the free use of his other hand.
"You little bitch," he started to say to her. "You little bitch. You want me to fuck you and then you start to bitch."
"You wanted to fuck me," she said. "I didn't want it."
He suddenly slapped her face with his hand. When he did, she couldn't believe it. Her cheek was stinging, and her cunt was aching.
He slapped her across the face again, and he started to laugh.
"Yeah, that's the kind of treatment you deserve," he said. "That's the kind of treatment a cock-teasing bitch deserves."
She tried, even more desperately, to pull her hands free, but he wouldn't let her. He slapped her across the face again.
That was when Peggy noticed something. There seemed to be some kind of corresponding relationship between his slapping her and his dick.
When he slapped her, she could feel the way his dick started to throb inside of her, and she didn't know if she liked that. As she felt him slap her across the face again and again, she started to call him every name in the book.
Her anger was roaring through her body, and it seemed as if he was getting off on that, too, she could tell.
When he started to throb really hard inside of her, she was sure that he was going to come, and when he did, she was glad. He still slapped her face a few more times, and that seemed to keep his dick throbbing inside of her for a longer period of time.
He let go of her hands and held himself down on top of her for a long time after he had finished coming inside of her. The second that he raised his body up, she slapped him right back across the face.
"You fucking prick," she said to him, as she pushed him off her.
"You are such a goddamn down, Peggy, you know that?" he asked her. "Jesus Christ, you turn what could have been the most exciting night of your life into a fucking down."
"You hurt me," she said, and as he got up off her, she slid her legs around so that her feet were on the floor.
She reached for her panties and jeans and started to slip into them. As she did, she could feel a kind of burning pain inside of her body.
She managed to close her jeans, and by the time she was dressed, so was he.
"Where do you want to go now?" he asked, and she laughed sarcastically.
"Where the hell do you think? Take me home. I don't want to spend any more time than I have to in this car with you."
They drove back to her house in silence, and they didn't even talk about when they were going to get together next, if they were going to.
Peggy was just furious with him. She just could not believe the way he had forced her to keep him inside. Nor could she believe the way he had been slapping her during those last few minutes of the fuck. As if he thought it would make her feel better.
It was not until she actually stepped out of the car that she realized just how much pain she was in. She tried to stand up straight, and felt the pain just shooting right through her body, from between her legs, up.
Even though it started between her legs, it still seemed to work mostly on her knees, which suddenly buckled, and didn't support her for a few seconds. She ended up leaning back against his car, and he stuck his head out the window.
"Hey, are you okay?" he asked her, and she was sarcastic again.
"Oh sure, fine. A girl should feel fine after she's just been abused. How the fuck else am I supposed to feel, except for perfectly fine?"
"You want help?" he asked her, and she stood up straight.
"Fuck off, Tony," Peggy said to him, and it was that strength which got her to the front door of her house okay. That strength kept her standing straight, and walking.
She opened the door with her keys, and she slammed the door shut once she was inside the house. She leaned back against the door for a few seconds, and heard her Mom yelling down to make sure that she was the one who had just come in.
Her Mom even appeared at the top of the stairs and smiled at her, and Peggy managed to stand right up so that her mother wouldn't know anything was wrong.
She walked up the stairs, and right past her mother, smiling at the woman. Then she went to her bedroom, and closed the door. Peggy slid out of her clothes, and as she started to put on a robe, she looked down at her cunt.
Luckily, there was no blood, but her cunt lips were soaking wet, and her entire insides were feeling as sore as anyone could possibly feel.
She closed her robe, then walked across the hall to the bathroom.
Peggy closed the door, then opened her robe. She reached for a bar of soap as she turned on the water, and stood there waiting for the water to get hotter so she could clean his come right out of her cunt.
She also thought she was going to clean him right out of her life-as in never seeing him again. Not after he'd been so brutal with her.
The water was warm, and she was just about to start washing herself out, when the bathroom door was suddenly flung right open. She turned and looked at her mother, and she had to gasp out loud because of what her mother was wearing.
Roberta, Peggy's Mom, had on a black leather garter and a pair of knee high black leather boots. She was holding a whip in one hand, and a collar and leash in the other.
Before Peggy could stop her, her Mom was suddenly snapping the collar around her neck. Then, as she pushed Peggy down on the floor, she held the end of the leash. She pressed one of her high boot heels down on Peggy's stomach, then raised the whip.
"So, you did let him go all the way tonight, didn't you? You fucking little slut. You're going to pay for what happened tonight. You're going to pay through the teeth."
CHAPTER TWO
Peggy had begun thinking about telling her mother that she had lost her virginity as she'd passed her on the way to her room. She had decided not to. She thought that her mother would probably be upset.
But she had never, in her entire life, thought that the woman would react the way that she was now reacting, and she recoiled in horror as the whip smashed down against her thighs, inches from her sore pussy.
"Did you think you could fool me?" the woman asked Peggy. "Did you think you could just walk by me and fool me? Did you?"
"Please, Mom, what are you doing?" she asked, and her mother slid her foot all the way up to Peggy's mouth, and pressed the toe against it.
"Just shut the hell up and lick this," she said to the girl. "Did you hear what I said? I want to see your piggish little tongue licking my leather."
When Peggy didn't do what her mother said, right away, she felt the leather whip lashing down against her thigh again. That time, the cracking was harder-the stinging was more intense, and the lash hit her closer to her pussy.
"Did you think I wouldn't smell the sex all over your piggish body? Did you really think that? Did you think that you didn't smell like fuck? There is a certain smell that fuck has to it, and you reek of it."
Peggy had to gasp as she started to do what her mother said, lapping her tongue back and forth against the toe of her mother's leather boots.
She had never, in her life, heard her mother use that word.
As she kept lapping at the leather, she was looking right up at her Mom, and she could take in more than she had taken in before.
The corset that her Mom wore was most certainly made out of leather.
And it was cut low enough so her tits were sticking out of the top, and high enough so that-yes-her cunt was sticking out.
Peggy could see her mother's black bush, and her thick red cunt lips. As she gazed up, she was sure that the lips were nice and red.
Her mother's straight black hair was hanging down to her shoulders.
Had Peggy even known what the word dominatrix meant, she would have known that was exactly what her mother looked like.
"Yes, my daughter comes home smelling of fuck, and she thinks that she's going to get away with it," Roberta screamed. "She thinks that she can just go and fuck that Italian asshole of a boyfriend, and I'm not going to mind. Lick those toes more, you little bitch. Lick the toe of my boot."
Peggy was lapping at the leather furiously. In fact, she could see the way the front of the leather was all wet from her saliva, and she couldn't believe that her Mom wanted her to do even more. Her mouth was drying up.
The young girl started to wonder if maybe her Mom had just snapped. She started to wonder if all those years of going without had done it to her.
After all, Peggy's dad had been dead since she was eight, and that was so many years ago. Every so often, her Mom would go to the city with a few friends, and would be out real late. But they were all female friends, and Peggy was told that they just went to the movies, or went to a show.
As far as she knew, her mother hadn't been laid in years.
She didn't think about it until she was writhing on the bathroom floor in some pain.
Maybe going without sex for so long had caused her mother to just snap. Maybe her mother had just gone off on the deep end.
"Yeah," Roberta moaned softly, as she pulled her boot toe out of Peggy's mouth, then started to slide her boot down her daughter's body. She pressed down rather hard, as her boot slid down Peggy's flesh.
She moved her boot right down between the young girl's legs.
She started to rub the leather against Peggy's pussy then. She knew that she was pressing hard enough so that the toe of her boot slid into Peggy's cunt, and then, she could hear the way Peggy started to moan.
It was true-Peggy was moaning. Though she was scared, and had been in pain, there was something fantastic about the way the leather felt against her clit. The leather was such smooth surfaced material, and as it pressed against her clit, the young girl could feel the way her cunt was starting to flow.
"Tell me," her Mom started to say, and she was raising the whip up threateningly again. "Tell me what you did with him. I want to know."
"I can't," Peggy said, between gasping breaths. "I can't."
Her mother yanked hard enough on the leash to pull Peggy's head up off the floor, and even her shoulders and part of her upper back.
"You tell me, young lady, or you'll suffer even more."
She felt the way her mother began to twist her boot around a little bit, so that for a few seconds, Peggy's clit was not feeling good at all. In fact, there was a hell of a lot of pain.
"All right," she started to gasp. "I let him eat me first. He ate me for a while, and then I was sucking him as he was eating me. Then he started to fuck me."
"That's all?" her mother asked, raising the whip again.
She was threatening to strike at any moments, and Peggy wanted to just die.
"Yes, I swear. That's all that he did. That's all. That was enough."
Suddenly, Peggy felt her Mom starting to pull her boot out of her cunt. Though she still kept the whip raised, she started to loosen up on the taut pulling chain, attached to the leather collar that was still around the teen's neck.
"What do you mean, that was enough?" her mother asked then.
"It hurt. It hurt like hell," Peggy said, and she started to cry. "Oh, Mom, I wanted him to stop because he was hurting me, but he wouldn't. It seemed like it was going to take him forever. I tried to push him out of me.
"But then he grabbed my hands and held them over my head. And then he started to slap me across the face, really hard. He wouldn't stop slapping me. He really hurt me so much. But as he slapped me, I know it was turning him on."
"How do you feel now?" her Mom asked her then, and Peggy sighed.
"Better, but not terrific. I was hoping that I'd be able to wash the soreness away before you suddenly came in here."
She saw her mother smile, somewhat slyly then, and for a few seconds, she thought about what a stunning lady her mother was. Then her mother started to get down on her knees, right then on the tile bathroom floor.
She spread Peggy's legs wide apart so that she was on her knees between them. As she started to move her fingers toward Peggy's cunt, the girl tried to pull away.
"Mom, what do you think you're doing?" Peggy asked.
Roberta didn't answer. She just yanked on the leash, and that kept Peggy from sliding away from her any further. After that, she moved her fingers to Peggy's cunt and slid them right inside. She felt her daughter's clit right away.
As she did, she started to wiggle it back and forth a little bit. It was already nice and stiff, and Roberta knew what else to do.
She turned the whip around in her hand, so that the hand grip of the whip could be used as a kind of phallus. Then she spread Peggy's cunt lips wide, with the same hand that was holding the end of the leash.
She started to move the whip handle toward her daughter's cunt, and as she rubbed it over Peggy's clit, Peggy began to moan.
The young teen closed her eyes and started to feel the waves of pleasure just surging through her body. She thrust herself up and down against the whip handle, and hardly even seemed to mind when, in thrusting herself up, the handle seemed to slide a little bit deeper into her pussy.
She could hear the way her mother started to moan softly, too.
"Yeah, I don't know why it was so hard for him to fuck you. You sure seem to be enjoying the way it feels right now. You sure seem to be loving it."
Peggy was, and even started to lick her lips. The leather whip handle was just stimulating her clit so much-even more than Tony's tongue had.
As she started to feel another new sensation near her cunt, she didn't really want to open her eyes. A part of her already knew what that sensation was, but another part of her didn't want to actually see it happening.
She knew what it was because it wasn't hard to recognize the wet plushness of a tongue when it was licking your flesh.
Also, she could feel the way her mother's long, soft hair was touching her belly, lightly. Then she felt the whip handle being pulled out.
She felt the way her Mom's tongue moved right into her pussy.
Peggy still kept her eyes closed for a long time. She could feel her mother's soft tongue starting to flick her clit back and forth. As she felt her clit throb, her mother sucked it between her lips.
Then her mother started to suck the cream right out of Peggy's pussy, and Peggy just had to open her mouth and let out a long, wailing moan.
Her mother's tongue and mouth were just fantastic. As her mother was eating her, she was also starting to rub the leather whip handle over her nipples, so Peggy could feel the same kind of stimulation that had stiffened her clit, making her nipples throb.
The leather, she was thinking, was the key to the whole thing.
She was absolutely crazy for the feeling of leather. It just stimulated her so much. There was nothing in the world like it.
After about fifteen minutes, Peggy could feel the way her Mom pulled her mouth back, and she lay there on the floor, still collared, gasping for breath.
"Well?" her mother asked her, and Peggy opened her eyes. She could see the way her mother's face was flushed, and how large her mother's nipples looked. "Are you just going to lie there and be selfish?"
"What?" the girl asked, but her Mom was already moving.
"Or are you going to reciprocate, and turn me on, too?" she asked.
And just as she said that, Peggy saw the way her Mom was moving her cunt around. She moved it right over Peggy's face, and sat down.
At first, the young girl started to try and push her Mom away. But then, she could feel the way the older woman was starting to rub the leather whip handle between her pussy lips again, and she was really getting turned on.
Peggy started to thrust her way up against the handle.
"Not until you lick me," she heard her mother say, as she pulled it away.
She moved it back down a second later, and as Peggy started to thrust up against it once more, her Mom pulled it away again.
The young girl knew that she was going to have to lick her Mom's cunt then-if, for no other reason, because she wanted her Mom to press that whip handle right back down against her own cunt, and keep it there.
So she stuck her tongue out and started to drive it into her mother's already wet pussy. As she did, she could feel the heated inside of her Mom's cunt, and she could taste the flavor of the woman's cunt cream.
Peggy couldn't believe it-but she liked the taste right away. She began to flick her tongue in and out of her mother's cunt, quite eagerly, after less than a few seconds after she had inserted her tongue.
She also started to suck as hard as she could, so that the juices were flowing right out of her Mom's pussy and landing right in her own mouth. She started to even think that this cream tasted better than Tony's cock cream had tasted.
"Oooh, that's it," she could hear her mother moaning, and Peggy could now feel the steady pressure that was being applied to her cunt, from the whip handle.
Roberta had her eyes closed as she was having her hot pussy eaten, and she kept them closed for a long time, because she knew that the whip handle was positioned properly, and having it thus positioned would keep Peggy stimulated.
She probably would have kept right on that way, had she not opened her eyes.
When she did, she found herself looking at her daughter's wet gaping slit, and she really did like what she saw. She leaned over then and started to move her mouth right back down to Peggy's clit.
She sucked it between her lips, and as she felt the juices flowing into her mouth, she couldn't believe how good it tasted.
In a way, Roberta was thinking, it was good that Peggy had had a bad first experience with a man. She had figured that it probably wouldn't be so good. From what she had seen of Tony, she thought he was a handsome but totally unintelligent young man. He was, most certainly, the kind of man who would care about his own cock, first and foremost.
But she hadn't thought it would be this easy.
She could feel the way that Peggy was eating her as eagerly as she was eating her young daughter, and within a few seconds, they were both lying on their sides, their mouths glued to each other's pussies.
Peggy pulled her mouth back for a second, to let out a long moan, and then she pressed her lips right back to her mother's cunt.
Even in her orgasmic passion, Roberta was still able to think.
She was so glad that it had happened this fast. Actually, she had been thinking that it might take a few weeks of training to turn her daughter on to the taste of cunt-but now that she liked it so much, things could happen sooner.
She closed her eyes tightly, and thought about that last night in the city, a few weeks ago. She had gone there with one of her best friends, and older woman named Nan.
They had been sitting in a fancy restaurant having dinner, when a man had had a bottle of champagne sent over. Both had been quite impressed, and even more impressed when he had come over to where they were sitting.
He had a few drinks with them, and from the way he was dressed, it was obvious that he not only had class, but a shit load of money.
He had asked them both if they wanted to come back to his apartment, and because they were together, Roberta had thought it would be safe.
His apartment turned out to be more of a penthouse-a duplex penthouse, as a matter-of-fact, and it also turned out that he was married. The handsome black-haired man had a wife who was equally as stunning.
He offered them some cocaine, and they had a lot more to drink. Soon, they were all feeling loose enough, and things started to happen. He started to kiss Roberta on the lips, really hard. It had been so long since the touch of a man had stimulated her as much as his touch had, and she loved it.
Nan, on the other hand, was totally uptight. Even when they did more coke, she did not loosen up, and wanted to leave.
Roberta, on the other hand, accepted the man's invitation to stay.
So what could have been a foursome, had ended up as a threesome. Within seconds, the black-haired man, his stunning blonde wife, and Roberta, were all as naked as they could be. When the man asked Roberta if she would like to eat his wife, she decided that she would try it, even though she had never eaten a woman before.
She had moved her mouth down between his. wife's legs, and as she had started to lick the woman's pussy, she had felt the man eating her from behind. He couldn't make the greatest contact with her-eating her from that angle, but he still did well.
And Roberta was either so high, or she just loved the taste of his wife. She had never before realized how good a cunt could taste.
The black-haired man had entered her from behind after he ate her, and he fucked her for a long time while she was eating his wife.
When he came, Roberta loved it, and he stayed inside of her for as long as he could.
She kept eating his wife for a while, but had to stop eventually, because she was just too exhausted to keep on licking.
The blonde started to beg for someone to eat her, so her husband did, for a while, while Roberta sucked his cock back to life.
But even after he had tired of eating his wife, and Roberta had eaten her for another thirty minutes, she still wanted more.
That was when the man told Roberta that his wife was an insatiable nymphomaniac. One reason he had picked up Roberta and Nan was because he thought that they might be lovers, and thought that a heated lesbian would turn his wife on and satisfy her.
He had given Roberta money, too. At first, she didn't want it, but when he held out his hands so she could take in the apartment, then explained that he had more money than he knew what to do with, she accepted it.
"If you could only find another woman, I'd love to have you back," he had said.
That was when Roberta had thought about Peggy. She knew that Peggy was young, and had a great deal of stamina. When the man saw Peggy's picture, he wanted her.
CHAPTER THREE
When Max saw the mother and daughter standing in front of him, he was more than impressed. He started to lick his lips rather seductively, and held the door open more to usher them both into the apartment.
The brown-haired daughter, he could see, had light eyes, and her hair looked softer than anything he had seen in a long time. She and her mother were both wearing long black capes, and if he had been more than impressed before, he could not even put into words what he felt as they both unwrapped their capes.
Both mother and daughter were dressed in knee-high black leather boots, black leather skirts, and black leather blouses.
"I bought these outfits with the money you gave me the last time," Roberta said to him. "I remember how you told me I would turn your wife on more this way."
"What's this?" Max asked, as he looked at Peggy's neck.
"A leather collar, of course. It's so my daughter knows that she's my slave. I have the leash right here, in case I need to put it on her."
As Peggy surveyed the apartment, she liked it. It was even classier than her Mom had told her it was, and the handsome man in front of her was even more stunning than her Mom had described. He was the kind of man Peggy could have fallen in love with, with jet black hair, light blue eyes, and a cleft in his chin.
He was wearing a lounging robe made of the finest silk. She could see part of his chest, and liked the fact that he had hairs on his chest.
"Would you all like to sit down, have a drink, a toke, something?"
Roberta nodded at her daughter, and Peggy waited for her mother to sit, before moving over and sitting right beside her. However, Peggy sat on the floot, kneeling at her mother's feet, rather than sitting beside her.
"Two glasses of champagne," Roberta said. "And I know that Peggy is just dying to do some of the coke I told her you had."
"Yes, Mistress, I am," Peggy said, and both Roberta and her daughter looked over and saw the way Max raised his eyebrows.
He was obviously quite impressed with this Mistress/Slave relationship.
He cut a few lines of coke and as he did, he said that he was surprised Roberta had called him so soon. He was thrilled, but surprised, as she had said that it would probably take some time before she could come again.
She had told him that for a reason. Roberta hadn't been sure if she would be able to get Peggy to cooperate with her. She had also known that she had to turn Peggy on to women, before they could come over to satisfy Max's wife.
Roberta's plan had been to turn Peggy on to the taste of her cunt, but there was one thing that had kept her from doing it right away. Peggy was a virgin! Roberta knew as much. She didn't want to do anything that might keep Peggy from being heterosexual.
Though she had pretended to be angry when she first burst into the bathroom and screamed at Peggy for having fucked with Tony, it had all been an act. Actually, when Peggy had passed her on her way up the stairs, and she had really smelled the smell of fuck in the air, she had been thrilled.
Her dominant act had been just that-an act. so she could first lick Peggy's pussy and turn her on, and hopefully turn her on to the taste of pussy.
After their encounter together, she had told Peggy the whole story. And her young daughter had been more than happy to play the slave.
As they snorted the cocaine, the door to the bedroom was suddenly opened, and Liz, Max's stunning blonde wife, stepped out of the room.
As Peggy looked at her, she couldn't believe how gorgeous the woman was. She had long, straight blonde hair, light eyes, and the most perfect looking body Peggy had ever imagined. Peggy could tell, because although the woman wore a black night gown, it was made of a transparent fabric.
The light shining from behind her, from the bedroom, made it easy to see her body.
Liz clapped her hands together with joy when she saw the way Roberta looked, and she walked over to Peggy and touched her soft brown hair.
"She's beautiful. Oh, Roberta, she is stunning. You have a lovely daughter."
"And she looks like she likes you, too. Don't you, Peggy?"
"Very much," Peggy said, smiling, and nodding her head.
The smile was enough to make Roberta a little wary. She thought that Peggy might be liking the look of this woman too much.
Within minutes, the four people walked from the living room into the spacious bedroom, each carrying a glass filled with champagne. Max carried another bottle.
As Liz began to strip off her nightgown, she moved toward the enormous round bed, and lay back, in a sitting position, her head resting against soft golden silk pillows.
She spread her legs and closed her eyes. Then Roberta started to speak to her daughter. She spoke in a most commanding tone, and knew Max liked it.
"Well, Peggy, I don't know what you're waiting for. Get to her."
She pulled the chain off her leather belt, and attached it to Peggy's collar.
Then she yanked and pulled Peggy toward the bed. Actually, Roberta didn't even have to yank on the leash, because she could see how willingly Peggy moved.
The young girl slid her lips right over to one of Liz's breasts. She pressed her lips down against the stiff nipple and started to suck on it. As she did, she moved her hand to the woman's cunt, and slid her fingers in.
Peggy could not get over how soaking wet the woman was inside. She slid her fingers into the cunt so easily, and then she started to wiggle her clit back and forth. As she heard Liz moaning for her to suck her pussy, she started to slide her tongue down.
At that point, Peggy felt the way her Mom started to pull on her leather blouse buttons, opening them. She unbuttoned the blouse all the way, and then pulled it off.
Roberta saw that Max was pleased with the way Peggy's naked tits looked. Though Peggy was still young, and her tits were on the small side, when she was leaning over the way that she was, her tits looked bigger.
Next Roberta yanked at Peggy's skirt. She was only wearing a garter belt to hold up the stockings that she had on, and when Max saw her naked pussy, Roberta could tell that he liked the way it looked. Of course, he was only looking at her from behind, but he was still so very impressed.
It was obvious by the way his cock began to spring right up.
He was only wearing a lounging robe, but he opened the belt as his cock had already stuck its hungry head out. Roberta watched as he started to move closer to Peggy. She was so sure that Max was going to climb up on the bed and ram it into her daughter, and she did not know if Peggy would like that.
After all, Peggy had only had one cock inside of her cunt in her entire life.
The woman was happy when Max got down on his knees then and moved his mouth right to Peggy's cunt, from behind. He started to slide his tongue up and down against her hot cunt lips, and as he parted them, he managed to wrap his lips around her clit.
He flicked it back and forth as fast as he could, and Peggy moaned a little bit and wiggled her ass around a hell of a lot.
Roberta watched what was happening. Peggy was surely one of the most eager cunt lappers imaginable. She had her head buried between Liz's legs, and there were times when she was just resting her cheek against the woman's thigh, and keeping her tongue right near her hot stiff clit.
She kept inhaling and exhaling deeply, and at one point, Roberta could hear the way Liz began to moan rather loud.
"Oh, she is marvelous. Roberta, you have the most marvelous daughter in the world. I just can't believe her. I've had many women eat my cunt in my life. Many women and many men, though a man has never done it as well. And out of all those women, during all those years, Peggy is the best. She is simply the most skilled."
Peggy loved hearing Liz say that, and sucked her clit right back between her lips again. She started to suck really hard to get a load of juices out.
She did like the way that it felt to have her cunt eaten, and though she hadn't been sure, at first, who was eating her, she was sure now. It took only a minute or to, to realize that she could not feel her Mom's soft hair brushing against her ass, and to realize that the fingers sliding in and out of her cunt were larger than her Mom's.
And though Max ate cunt well, he did not compare with her Mom.
Roberta watched the way that Max's cock bobbed up and down as he was eating Peggy's cunt, and she decided that she wanted to suck it.
She got right down on her knees and slid her lips all the way down around the cock shaft, burying her nose in his thick sweaty pubic patch. She inhaled deeply and took in his strong male musk odor.
As she started to flick her tongue along the underside of his cock shaft, she could feel the way he was throbbing a little bit.
"No," he moaned, pulling his mouth back.
"I want to stick it in her cunt. I want to fuck her hot little cunt, right now."
Roberta had known that he was close to coming, and had hoped to suck a load of come right out of his cock. Instead, he pulled his cock out of her mouth, pulled his mouth away from Peggy's cunt, then climbed up on the bed.
As he started to rub his cock against Peggy's pussy from behind, Roberta saw the way her daughter tensed up for a second. But then, he slid his cock into her, rather easily, so it seemed. Peggy was lost in cunt, Roberta could tell. She had her mouth and nose pressed against Liz's flowing cunt.
"Let me eat you," Max said to Roberta, and she stood up on the bed, straddling her daughter's body, and moved her cunt to Max's face.
He started to work her clit over just fine. She could feel the way her head was spinning, and she moved her hands to his nipples. Her fingers began to pinch them quite a bit, and as she looked down at Max, he was smiling up at her.
"Roberta, this is a most fabulous arrangement," he told her, and as he licked his lips for a second, to lick off her cunt juices, he moved his tongue right back to her pussy.
Roberta could hear so many suck sounds going on. She looked at the floor where her own leather skirt was lying, next to Peggy's, then down at Peggy.
She couldn't get over the way her daughter just kept on going. Peggy had not pulled her mouth away from Liz's cunt-not even for a second. She wasn't licking her for every single second, but when she was not licking, she was inhaling and exhaling a lot, to keep a rush of breath working over the woman.
She was rubbing her cheek all over Liz's cunt lips, too.
Just then, Roberta heard the way that Max started to moan. He sucked harder on her pussy as he was moaning, and she could feel his nipples throbbing a little bit. They seemed to be getting so stiff.
He was breathing heavily, too, his chest heaving up and down, fast. As she saw a light kind of pleasure sweat break out on his body, she realized something.
He was starting to come inside of Peggy's cunt. He was even thrusting in and out of her faster and harder as he was coming, gripping her hips tightly with both hands.
And though he was moaning with the heated passion of orgasm, Peggy didn't seem to be moaning, at least not any louder than she had been all night thus far. There had been a constant moan coming from Peggy ever since she'd moved her mouth to Liz's insatiable pussy, but the moan didn't seem to change.
Roberta thought back to those times with her husband, and even her first time with Max. When she would feel a cunt getting ready to explode inside of her pussy, she would almost always start to moan louder. No-not almost always-always, she thought. She would always start to moan louder, because it was such a turn-on.
But Peggy was just going on eating cunt, almost as if she didn't feel it.
Roberta watched as Max started to grind himself around inside of Peggy, just before he pulled out of her completely. When he did, he pulled his mouth away from Roberta.
She watched as she slid near his wife, leaning back against some other golden silk pillows. He moved his lips to kiss her, and as Max and Liz were kissing, Liz slid her hand down to his spent, come-covered dick.
She slid her hand up and down his cock shaft, and then pulled it away. Roberta thought it was so hot when Liz started to lick that cream off her hand.
"Eat her for a while," Max said, and he was looking at Roberta, and pointing toward Peggy's pussy. Roberta got down behind her daughter, and started to move her mouth to Peggy's cunt, eating her from behind.
Liz had her eyes clenched shut then, and she suddenly started to buck her hips up and down as fast as possible. Her body looked like one big blur of flesh, and her tits were heaving up and down like crazy.
Roberta could see the flushed color starting to run through the woman's body, and she noticed the way Peggy didn't pull her head back for a second. Peggy, in fact, seemed to just be keeping her lips glued to Lis' cunt, and her mouth was sucking hard.
Roberta could hear the sound of the sucking. She decided to do something, as a kind of test, just to see where her daughter's head was at.
Roberta spread Peggy's cunt lips as wide apart as she possibly could, and she looked at her daughter's stiffened clit. Then she started to grind her teeth around it. At first, she did so rather gently. But when Peggy didn't respond, and a response was the thing Roberta wanted from her, Roberta bit harder.
She felt, for a few seconds, as if she was going to bite the clit all the way off. It was almost as though her upper and lower teeth were touching.
And the thing was, Peggy didn't seem to be responding at all. The steady moaning sound that was coming from the girl didn't change, nor did Peggy try to wiggle herself in order to free her clit from such horrid abuse.
Roberta began to think that it was almost as if Peggy's cunt was removed from the rest of her body. Or maybe, she thought, putting it another way, as if Peggy's mouth and mind were one-and she was so into what she was doing orally, nothing else mattered.
Roberta pulled her mouth away from Peggy's cunt then. She held the leash around her neck near the middle, and started to smash it down on her daughter's buttocks. She smashed the leather down over and over again.
But Peggy didn't seem to respond to that. In another try, Roberta slid her hand up to one of Peggy's tits and started to pinch her nipple as hard as she possibly could. It was sweaty, and hard to get a grip on, at first.
But when she got a good grip, she started to twist it, and Peggy didn't seem to be responding to that either. All that mattered to Peggy, so it seemed, was cunt.
Suddenly, Liz started to moan like she had before. Only this time, it was even more intense, and the bucking of her hips lasted at least three times as long as it had lasted the first time she'd done it.
She began to lick her lips, and as her hand moved down to her husband's dick again and she began to stroke it softly, Roberta saw it growing.
She kept her eyes on Max's cock for a few seconds, because she wanted to watch it go from its limp state to its hard state. As soon as it was hard, Liz pulled her hand away from it, then pull Peggy's mouth away from her cunt. Peggy didn't want to pull back, so Roberta yanked hard on the leash.
"I want you to suck his cock now," Liz started to say to Peggy. "I want you to suck on my darling husband's enormous and wonderful dick."
Roberta watched as Peggy looked over at Max's cock. For only a second, she could see a kind of look of disgust on Peggy's face. Then Peggy looked over at her, and Roberta also nodded, and told Peggy to suck it.
When it seemed like Peggy was not going to do it, Roberta moved to the other side of Max's body, and yanked harder on the leash.
She tugged until Peggy moved, and as Peggy opened her mouth, she slid it all the way down Max's cock and started to suck it.
"Oh, she is wonderful," Liz was moaning. "I've never come across anyone who satisfied me the way she did. I had to take a break. It's a first for me."
"She is sensational," Max was moaning. "An oral skill that's superb."
"Roberta, you two will have to come back here again. You simply must."
"Oh, we will," Peggy said, for a second, as she pulled her mouth away from Max's, cock, glanced at Liz's pussy, as if she wanted it again, but willingly sucked the man's dick back into her mouth.
Roberta could not help but think. One of the reasons she had told Peggy she'd like to come and see Max and Liz was because of their money. She had told Peggy that if Max and Liz took a liking to them, they would surely be well rewarded. She told Peggy that Max and Liz would probably even pay for her college education.
But Roberta had to wonder now-was the price of an education re lly worth all this? Was it worth it if Peggy was going to become an insatiable cunt-licker?
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BOUND NEIGHBOR
CHAPTER ONE
"I'm way past the stage of boredom," Tiffany said, as she was drying the dishes that Leila handed to her. "Way, way past it."
"Huh?" Leila asked, as she almost dropped the next dish she was getting ready to hand to her luscious blonde-haired neighbor.
"You asked me before," Tiffany explained. "During the card game. Remember?"
Leila shook her head. She did remember asking Tiffany if she was bored, but that had been in reference to the bridge game they'd been playing earlier in the afternoon, with some of their other suburban housewife friends. Tiffany had just started to shake her head no at the time-and Leila thought that it meant she was not bored.
Now, she realized that Tiffany just hadn't wanted to talk about it then.
"I didn't want to get into it with the other girls there," Tiffany said. "Besides, knowing Mary, she'd probably think that I meant I was bored of the card game. I'm just bored of my situation. Of my marriage. Of Miltie."
Miltie was Tiffany's brown-haired husband, a real handsome hunk of a man. Deep down, she wished that he had a different name, because Miltie always tended to make one think of a fat ugly Jewish man. Miltie was Jewish, but he was handsome, slim, and had one of the biggest dicks that Tiffany had ever come across.
Not only that, but he was real kinky, always trying to invent new sex games. She could remember the first time he had ever used the leather on her.
He had been eating her out, and her pussy had flowed like crazy. Then, as he'd started to lick his way up her body, toward her tits, then her mouth (and he was one of the hottest kissers she'd ever met), he was also pulling her hands up over her head.
Within seconds, Tiffany had found herself bound. He'd used a leather strap to tie her wrists together, and tied the end of it to the bedpost.
"You sly dog," she had whispered to him, because as he'd been pulling on her hands, Tiffany had been well aware of something else. Miltie was also rubbing his hard dick back and forth against her flesh.
She had been aware of it the moment he'd slid up her body high enough so his hard dick first made contact with her foot. She'd been even more aware of it when he had started to press himself down against her harder.
He hadn't slid it into her hot wet pussy, though he had been pressing himself against her thick blonde cunt patch and her flat belly, and occasionally, was pulling back far enough so his cock slid down near her cunt lips.
He had been teasing her, she knew, purposely rubbing that fat Jewish cock all over her flesh so she could concentrate on that, instead of on what he was doing to her wrists. When he did finally pull his cock away from her completely, just pulling back a little bit, she had tried to reach for him.
That was when she'd felt the pulling on her wrists, and knew she was bound. She had looked up and had caught sight of a skillfully tied knot.
When she had been looking up at her wrists, he had slid his hard dick right into her heated pussy, and she had loved that hard Jewish cock once again. He fucked her good and hard, ramming himself all the way in to his balls.
He had even been grinding himself around inside of her, so that his hard cock was doing a fantastic pressing number against her clit.
Her clit was hard and swollen and throbbing like crazy, and that first time when he had tied her up, she had loved it. At one point, because her legs were just wrapped around his hips as he fucked her, he pulled all the way out.
He pushed her feet up to her head and started to slap his hand against her ass. With her senses raised quite a bit, her stinging ass felt fabulous, and Tiffany had fallen in love with her hot hunk all over again.
The combination of his fuck thrusts and his hand slapping against her ass kept her coming over and over again, and her spasming pussy sure let him know that the flow was never-ending, until, of course, he started to throb and shoot.
Tiffany remembered the way his hairy chest had suddenly burst into a heavy passion sweat, and when he had pressed himself down against her as he had been spurting load after load of sweet cream into her pussy, she'd started to lick the sweat off his chest.
She had ended up licking the sweat off his nipple, and sucking hard on it.
And though Miltie had tied her up a few more times after that, and had even gotten into a little bit of light whipping, Tiffany was still somewhat bored.
She looked at her hot brown-haired neighbor Leila then, and smiled.
"I kind of wish that things were better between me and Miltie," she told Leila. "Not that he's done anything as far as changing goes. I'm the one whose changed."
"How so?" Leila asked, and Tiffany just shrugged her shoulders. She seemed to be thinking about it for a few minutes, and during that time, the two housewives finished the dishes, then took their cups of coffee into Tiffany's living room so they could start to put away the bridge deck and close the folding table.
"I guess it's just me," Tiffany said again, after the table was in the closet. "I guess I just can't stay happy with something for too long."
"Tiffany, you and Miltie have been married for five years. That's not bad."
"I know. And my modeling career was also five years. You know, I really think I married Miltie because I was tired of being a model. Sure, I made a hell of a lot of money, and it was fun-for a while. But then, it became a grind. When Miltie came along and I liked him and he liked me enough to ask me to marry him, well, I knew that I would have security being married to him. And I wouldn't have to work."
Leila could see how upset Tiffany was as the blonde moved to the couch and sat down. She sipped her coffee as she looked up at Leila.
Leila moved right over to Tiffany, and as she sat, she put her hand on the girl's knee.
"Tiffany, do you really think you married Miltie just so you could stop working?"
"Sometimes I think that. I've been thinking it a lot more often, recently."
And then, the luscious blonde burst into tears. Leila couldn't stand to see her most favorite friend and neighbor crying, and she found herself hugging Tiffany as tight as she possibly could. She was stroking Tiffany's back and felt heard the sound of the girl's sobs because her mouth was so near to her ear.
Then, after a few seconds, the sound of Tiffany's sobbing seemed to change.
It seemed like the luscious blonde was just starting to breathe heavily, as opposed to sobbing. Then, Leila could feel something happening near her ear. There seemed to be an incredible kind of heat rushing into her ear.
Soon, the dry heat turned into a wet heat as Leila felt the way Tiffany began to flick her tongue in and out of her ear. She could feel the way the heat was blazing through her entire body, and then, it shot into her pussy.
Tiffany knew exactly what she was doing. She had felt the heat in her own body starting to build as she and Leila had been hugging, and now she could feel the way her cunt was getting wetter by the second.
She had made it with another woman-once in her life. It had happened after a semi-nude shooting session with a raven-haired beauty. During the shooting, Tiffany didn't know why her nipples were as hard as two small stones, though she knew how much the photographer liked the look.
She knew that he thought it added to the overall effect.
After the shooting, the raven-haired beauty and Tiffany had been alone in the dressing room, undressing, and within seconds, the woman had been between Tiffany's legs, tonguing her gently, until Tiffany responded.
The blonde hadn't felt anything for any woman since then-until this afternoon.
Actually, Tiffany knew that she had thought about Leila quite a bit, ever since she had met the girl, but this was the first time she had ever acted out one of her fantasies. It just seemed to be the right time.
She started to flick her tongue in and out of the girl's ear faster, and as she did, Tiffany could hear Leila moaning.
"I don't know what's happening," the brown-haired girl whispered. "But I don't really mind what's happening either. It feels good." As soon as Tiffany heard that, she knew what she could do. She slid her lips from Leila's ear to her cheek, then to Leila's sweet lips. Within seconds, she was driving her tongue right into Leila's mouth, and Leila was accepting it, hungrily.
Tiffany began to flick her tongue in and out of Leila's mouth.
At the same time, she could feel the way her friend's tits were heaving up and down in her blouse, so she slid her fingers to Leila's breast and began to press her palm against it, through the blouse and bra materials.
Leila started to lie back on the sofa, and as she did, Tiffany moved with her. She began to lick her way down the brown-haired girl's body.
She was a few steps ahead of her lips, at least when it came to moving her mouth down Leila's sweet-tasting flesh. She started to open Leila's blouse buttons, and when her mouth was near her friend's cleavage, she unclasped the bra.
Tiffany was glad that it was one of those bras that opened in the front. It had been a long time since she'd seen one like that, and knew that Leila coud get away with wearing that style, because her tits were not that large.
Tiffany started to move her mouth down to Leila's breast, and she sucked one of her neighbors' tits right between her lips. She was able to suck the entire breast, but within a few minute, her lips were closing around the nipple.
It was wonderful to feel the way that dark nipple began to throb. Tiffany could feel how stiff it was, and as it began to throb in her mouth, she started to use her teeth a little bit, biting into it gently.
She slid to one side of Leila's body so she could start to unzip her skirt zipper.
Leila was obviously eager, because she helped Tiffany, first by pushing her zipper down the rest of the way, and then by sliding her skirt and panties all the way down.
Tiffany kept the nipple in her mouth, but turned her head slightly so she could look down at Leila's cunt, and she liked what she saw.
Leila's cunt patch was pretty sparse, and her cunt lips were nice and red and juicy looking. Tiffany knew she was going to have to move her mouth right down to that pussy and start to feast on that cream.
As she slid, she could hear the way Leila was moaning, and she even liked the way her brown-haired neighbor thrust her cunt up, just as Tiffany moved her mouth to it.
Leila went crazy with delight. Her husband really loved fucking more than anything else. He would usually eat her just to get her wet, but she hardly responded to his eating anymore, because she knew that was why he did it.
She had always been aware of the fact that he did not love the taste of cunt. She had always been aware of the fact that he wasn't eating her to please her, but rather, just to get her wet enough for entry.
And once she was wet enough, he would slide his dick right into her.
Recently, he had started to finger her more than tongue her, because he just didn't like going down on her. Leila would often close her eyes and fantasize that a hot mouth was eating her, and as she'd think about a tongue working her over, she'd think that her cunt-eater was loving it.
Of course, she had never dreamed that Tiffany would be the one to eat her cunt.
She had always thought that it would be man, and was now realizing that it was so much better with a woman, who understood the needs of another woman. It was even better in the sense that Tiffany did not have a cock to fuck her with.
Tiffany was eating her because she-Tiffany-wanted to turn her on. There was no other reason involved, and Leila not only loved it, but her flowing pussy was letting Tiffany know how much she loved it.
She could feel Tiffany sucking her clit between her lips.
Then Tiffany's tongue started to flick back and forth against the tip of her stiff clit, and her whole body just surged with pleasure.
When Tiffany started to suck on Leila's cunt, and she felt the way the cream was just flowing right into her mouth, she could see the way Leila was smiling. Her friend had her mouth wide open, and her eyes clenched shut.
And the moan was coming out in a long steady kind of wail.
Tiffany thought that it was even hotter when she saw the way Leila started to use her fingers on her own nipples. She watched as Leila plucked furiously on her own nipples and knew that the girl must have known just what she was doing.
She knew by the way the juicy flow in Leila's cunt seemed to increase.
Tiffany kept driving her tongue in and out of that heated pussy, and her goal was to move her tongue in deeper each time she thrust it in.
She also made sure to keep working her tongue over Leila's clit, and when she felt the way the clit began to throb under her touch, she really loved it.
Tiffany kept her mouth glued to Leila's pussy for a long, long time. As she pulled back, she started to stand right up.
Then she began to strip her clothing right off. As she did, she could see the way that Leila was opening and closing her eyes.
It was as if Leila wanted to see her naked, but was too ashamed to admit it. So she would open her eyes just a little bit, and after getting a glimpse of Tiffany at whatever stage of undress she was up to, she'd close her eyes.
Tiffany took off her clothes as fast as she could, and as she looked down at her own tall, thin body, she compared it with Leila's.
Leila's tits were small, Tiffany thought, but her own were even smaller. Of course, she had once been a model, and back then, small tits were the thing to have. Had they been any larger, she would have lost out on a lot of jobs.
Her cunt patch was a much lighter, lovelier color than Leila's was, and her cunt lips were a darker shade of red.
But all in all, they were two hot, hot ladies, Tiffany knew.
As she started to move her cunt toward Leila's mouth, she could see the way her brown-haired friend turned her head to the side.
"No, Tiffany. I don't think I can do something like this."
"But you have to, darling. It's only fair. I did you, and now you have to do me."
Leila could see the way Tiffany's pussy was so close to her mouth. She could see just how red the cunt lips were, and though she could smell the fragrance of her friend's cunt and like it, she still didn't know.
As Tiffany watched the way Leila kept turning her head to keep from eating her, she was starting to get a little pissed.
Then, suddenly, she had herself an idea. There was still a lot of time left-Miltie wouldn't be home for another two hours.
She held out her hand as she pulled back, and told Leila that they were going to go up to her bedroom. She could tell that Leila was pretty happy about it, and as she slid her hand into Tiffany's and let herself be led, Tiffany was really the happier of the two, because she knew just what she would do.
Luckily, when she had made the bed that morning, she had been aware of the fact that her neighbors were coming over, and might go upstairs.
She had made sure to hide the small leather noose that was kept attached to the bedpost, right under one of the pillows so no one would notice.
Leila didn't seem to think twice as Tiffany lay down on top of her and started to kiss her rather hard on the lips. Tiffany could tell that her best friend and neighbor was getting off on the feeling of flesh against flesh.
She liked the way her tits felt as they were pressing down on Leila's, and she made sure to keep one of her knees pressed up against the girl's cunt lips.
That rubbing contact was making Leila thrust her pussy up and down against Tiffany's knee and the hot blonde was really getting off on that.
As she started to slide her hands into Leila's, she could tell that her neighbor liked it. Leila let Tiffany grab her heads and let Tiffany lead them up over her head, quite easily. It was as if she was getting off on this tit against tit, belly against belly, and legs against legs contact so much, that she wanted it to be an arm against arm contact as well. It was, too.
Until the moment when Tiffany had to pull one hand away in order to reach under the pillow for the leather strap.
She was able to find it in a flash, and as she pulled it out, she slid her other hand away from Leila's hand, then slipped both of Leila's hands through the noose.
Within a second, she was pulling that noose closed tightly.
As Leila looked up at her bound wrists, she gasped just a little bit. Then Tiffany looked down at her and started to smile, as she licked her lips.
"You didn't seem to be able to lick cunt on your own. Now you have no choice. You can tell yourself that you're being forced to do it, if you need any mental justification. Because, dear Leila, you will be forced."
CHAPTER TWO
And Leila did get right into it, though it was pretty obvious to Tiffany that the girl was still acting like she'd been forced.
Even a month later, after a few weeks of heated afternoons, Leila and Tiffany were still going through that same routine. In many ways, the heated blonde was starting to think of it at just that-a routine.
She remembered the first time she had sat on her friend's face, or at least just made the move. As she had started to lower her pussy onto Leila's mouth, Leila had been begging her not to do that. Soon, the brown-haired girl had just been whispering.
Tiffany knew that she was whispering purposely-because she really wanted to do it, and might have thought that too much protesting would have stopped her-Tiffany.
But by that time, having licked Leila and having made her come a few times, there was o stopping Tiffany. If there was anything in the world that she hated, it was turning someone on and then having them cop out On you by refusing to turn you on back.
She had been with enough men like that and luckily, Miltie had never been like that, even after five years of marriage.
At first, as Tiffany's cunt lips had made contact with Leila's mouth, she had felt the way her friend was just keeping her lips clenched shut.
Then she had slid her hand right down Leila's belly, right to her neighbor's pussy, and she had started to slide her finger into Leila.
At first, she had felt her brown-haired neighbor thrust upward, and she loved that because it meant that even though she was sitting on Leila's face, Leila was still turned on enough to want her pussy played with.
In fact, Leila had started to thrust her cunt up and down, and Tiffany managed to grab that small hard clit between her fingers, and then even go as far as digging her nails right into that clit as hard as she could.
"Now lick me," she had commanded her friend, as soon as Leila opened her mouth to let out a scream, all of which ended up as a heated rush of air moving into Tiffany's cunt.
Leila had started to lick her right then and there. She had started to slide her tongue in and out of Tiffany's cunt as fast as she could, and Tiffany had just loved the way she had started to come.
When she did, Leila even began to suck on her, and as Tiffany felt the suction pulling the cream right out of her, she had been quite turned on. She had started to wiggle Leila's clit back and forth then.
Soon, Tiffany had even turned her body around so that even though she was still sitting on Leila's face, she could move her mouth to Leila's cunt by bending over a little bit. She did that a few times.
At first, she did it tauntingly, because Leila was not licking her cunt as well as she had licked her friend downstairs in the living room.
So she would move her mouth down to Leila, and just as her friend was getting into it she would pull her mouth away. Within seconds, Leila was quite frustrated, and that all worked well for Tiffany, because in her eagerness to make Tiffany eat her better, Leila started to eat Tiffany better.
The blonde loved the way her brown-haired neighbor thrust her long wet tongue into her cunt. She loved the way that heated tongue felt against her clit, and when she felt Leila flicking it back and forth, it was marvelous.
After a short while, Tiffany was so turned on that she moved her mouth down to Leila's cunt and did not pull it away for a long time. She got lost in the cunt of another woman, while Leila was getting lost in hers.
Tiffany even tried something that she had never done to anyone else before.
When Leila thrust her cunt up, Tiffany decided to raise the bound woman's legs up off the bed, and as she did, Leila's ass was pulled up, too.
Still keeping her mouth glued to those flowing cunt lips, Tiffany started to slap her friend on the butt, the same way that Miltie would slap her. She loved the way that Leila started to respond to such abuse.
Leila's cunt spasmed even harder, and her juices seemed to flow even more. As Tiffany sucked on that cream, she couldn't believe how good it tasted. She started to moan loud as she tasted the cream, and she came.
Of course, that meant another load was surging into Leila's mouth, and Tiffany sure as hell loved the way Leila sucked it all out eagerly. In fact, that first time when they were together, Tiffany was sure that they would get it on almost every day, and she was sure that Leila would be willing.
It turned out that Leila was willing to suck cunt-as long as she was bound first.
She told Tiffany, the next day, that she had thought a lot about the two of them together, and though she had loved it, she needed to be tied. That way, she wouldn't feel guilty about having licked another woman.
That way, she would feel as if she had been forced, and would be able to justify any guilt feelings that might pop up later on. That second day, Tiffany didn't mind it, because she was starting to get off on being in control.
Besides, on that second day, as soon as Leila was naked, she lay down on the bed with her hands up over her head, ready and willing to be bound. Once the luscious blonde Tiffany had slid her neighbors wrists through the leather strap and had pulled it tight enough to keep Leila from freeing herself, she was all ready.
Before even eating Leila again, Tiffany had sat right on her face. And she had loved the way Leila started to eat her so eagerly.
Leila had been satisfying the blonde, at least for the last month.
But on this particular afternoon, as Leila knocked on Tiffany's door and Tiffany opened it, she could see how spiffed up Tiffany was.
Her neighbor was wearing a tight red dress, and there was really a hot slit up one of Tiffany's legs. As a matter-of-fact, that slit really went up high.
"Where are you going?" Leila asked, as Tiffany let her in.
"To the city," she said to her neighbor. "I got a call from a friend. I'm going to meet him for lunch. It's been a long time."
"Oh?" Leila asked, a little suspiciously. "What friend?"
"His name is Jay. I used to be a model for him. He called and asked me what I was doing and I said nothing, so he invited me to come into the city and have lunch."
"Oh," Leila said, and that time Tiffany could sense the dejection in her friend. "Well, I thought that you and I would get it on."
"Leila, I would love to, but I do have to run. Besides which, if you want to know the God's honest truth, getting it on with you has become a little routine."
"What?" Leila asked, and Tiffany could tell that she had just shattered her friend's spirit quite a bit. In fact, it looked like Leila was going to cry.
"Look, honey, don't feel bad," Tiffany told her. "It's just that we do the same thing day in and day out. You come in and make me tie you up, so that you'll feel like you're forced. It was fun the first day. The first week, maybe. But we've done the same thing almost every afternoon. And I'm getting tired of it."
"How can you tell me all that and expect me not to feel bad?"
"Easily," Tiffany said. "I'm only being honest. Now I've got to run."
"I'll do it without you having to tie me up," Leila said to her friend. "I swear that I'll do it without you having to tie me up."
"Maybe tomorrow," Tiffany said, and she was already out the front door and running toward the driveway to get into her car. "Close the door on your way out."
And then she was in the car, headed toward the city. It had been a long, long time since she had gone to the city.
As Tiffany was driving into the city, she couldn't believe that it had been months since she'd last been there. The last time, perhaps, had been when she'd met Miltie and the two of them had gone to see a show.
Once, she had not only lived and worked in the city, but her whole life had revolved around the pulsating beat of New York. She would go to the openings of every chic disco in town, and after the discos would close she and her hot male escorts would head on to an after hours club, and boogie the night away.
She thought a lot about Jay, too, and hoped that maybe the brown-haired photographer would want to use her in a few shootings.
The two of them hadn't really talked too much-they had just set up this lunch-and so Tiffany had no idea of what Jay might want.
She remembered the first time she had ever worked for him, doing an ad for some kind of feminine hygiene pad. Jay had been shooting her in all kinds of semi-provocative shots, and then he had jokingly suggested that he get a shot of her pushing the tampax right into her pussy. They had both laughed.
But then, as he had been changing roles of film, Tiffany had slid her panties down and had reached for one of the tampax.
She had chosen that moment purposely. She didn't want Jay to have any film in his camera so he could suddenly snap her with her cunt spread.
Tiffany was not that kind of model-never had been and never would be.
So when she had called to him, and he had seen the way she was sliding the tampax in, he had started to laugh a little bit. At first, she had started to slide it all the way into her, and then she had used it like a dildo.
Within a second, Jay had been close to her, forgetting all about his camera. He had started to move his mouth right down on her cunt, getting down on his knees in order to do so, and Tiffany had loved it.
She had not expected anything like this-as Jay did pay her by the hour, but he started to lap furiously at her cunt, and she loved it.
In fact, she felt the way he slid both hands under her buttocks, and as he started to squeeze her ass cheeks to hold her, she responded. Her cunt began to throb like crazy and as he was sucking hard, her juices flowed into his mouth.
After he had sucked her cunt for a long time, he had stood up. She had seen how hard he was, and thought that he was going to just get back into the shooting. She was pleasantly surprised when he pulled his zipper down.
Then he reached into his pants and pulled out a huge, uncut cock. He was as hard as a rock, and he sure as hell looked tasty.
Tiffany had moved her mouth right over to his cock. She had started to suck the head of his dick between her lips, and within seconds, Jay had been fucking her face. The blonde model didn't seem to mind it at all.
He was thrusting his hard cock in and out of her mouth, and each time that he thrust all the way in, the head of his cock would move into her throat. Tiffany liked the way his cock head felt resting in her throat.
As he fucked her heated sucking mouth, he was moving his fingers to her pussy and his clit fingering did keep her turned on. She felt the way he wiggled her clit back and forth, fast and hard, and her cunt spasmed in response.
When she started to come really hard around Jay's fingers, she could feel his cock throbbing real hard in her mouth.
Luckily, he did not shoot his load into her throat. She thought that if he had, she might have started to gag on the come a little bit. Instead, he pulled himself back so that his come shot out onto her tongue.
Tiffany was able to taste it then, and he tasted quite wonderful. She sucked every last drop out of his cock, and then he pulled back.
"Pull your panties up and let's get some more shots while you look so hot," Jay had said to her, and she had been more than willing.
The best part about it was that as she was holding up the tampax box and and Jay was holding his camera and snapping away, he still had his dick out of his pants. It hadn't gone completely limp, but it wasn't as hard as it could be either.
During the shooting of that second roll of film, Tiffany kept her eyes on his cock, and she could see the way he was getting stiffer, so that by the time he was putting the third roll in, he was hard as a rock.
"Now we're going to give you another kind of glow," he had said to her, before starting to shoot the third roll of film.
The glow he talked about was the after-fuck glow, and Tiffany was more than happy when he walked over to her and slid his hard-again dick right into her cunt, after asking her to pull her panties off once again.
Jay's fat dick had felt better in her cunt than it had in her mouth. She loved it when he rammed himself in all the way to the balls and ground himself around inside of her, because that kept his heated cock pressing against her clit.
When Jay had started to kiss the hot blonde model, it had been even better. The kiss added to her heat and her cunt began to throb really hard around his cock shaft. When she felt him throbbing right back, she was a little upset.
He kept right on thrusting, and as a result, it was a short fuck. But she did like the feeling of him coming inside of her cunt.
And as he started to pull back, she saw his limp dick again.
Jay shot another roll of film, and it was from that roll that he picked the shot they would use in the ad. Jay told her that she had that after-fuck glow in the shot, and that picture turned out to be the most successful of her career.
It really seemed to sell the product when the picture appeared in magazines, and Tiffany had done well with that job, because she got residuals for her work. She felt she had done real well with that job, because after the shooting was over, Jay slid his hard again dick right into her cunt.
That time, he fucked her more slowly and more gently, and, as he told her, with intentions of turning her on as opposed to the first time when he'd been paying her by the hour, and wanted to get it over with quickly.
Tiffany had loved it. When Jay had started to throb really hard inside of her pussy, she couldn't believe how she was coming.
The best part of it was, when he did start to throb, he slowed down, so she was able to come many times with his cock inside of her. Tiffany had loved the feeling of his thick dick inside of her.
She thought about that as she went to see him. They had done a few more ads together and had only fucked after they were finished.
Of course, Jay had told her, early on, not to get too serious about her, and she had followed his words of advice. As a matter-of-fact, though she loved him as a good hot fuck, she had made sure not to fall in love with him.
Tiffany knew that would have been a bad mistake, as Jay seemed to fuck around with almost all the models he made it with.
When she walked into the restaurant where they had agreed to meet, she could see him sitting all alone in a secluded booth.
As he stood up to greet her, she was really quite surprised.
Jay was wearing a leather outfit. Actually, he had on a black silk shirt, but over the shirt he was wearing a black leather vest. He also had on black leather pants and boots, and a single gold chain around his neck.
As he held out his hand and she took it, he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. Then, as she slid into the booth next to him, she smelled it.
The scent of leather and musk was strong in the air. She knew where the leather came from, and knew that the musk was his sex odor.
They talked, and had a few drinks, and he told her he had been thinking a lot about her. He told her that he had never met a model as skilled as she was, since the last time that the two of them had been together.
And the last time had been over five years back, though Jay assured the lovely blonde that she was, perhaps, even more gorgeous than he remembered her being.
They had a light lunch-both deciding on chef salads, and after they were finished eating lunch, Jay suggested that they go back to his studio.
Tiffany was quite willing to go back to his large studio, because she hadn't been in a photographer's studio in years.
When she walked inside, she was really quite surprised. The place had really been done over, though Jay told her it was just for a shooting.
It looked pretty much like a dungeon, with these huge stone walls. There was even a rack against the wall with all kinds of whips and chains. Another rack held other kinds of bondage devices, and Tiffany smiled.
"Would you like to try on this leather jumpsuit?" Jay asked her.
The blonde looked at it, and really liked what she saw. It was a one piece black leather suit, with two large holes cut away for the nipples, and one huge piece of leather cut away between the legs, on both front and back of the suit.
Tiffany knew that her pussy and ass would stick out, but she didn't care as Jay had seen her in the buff before. She was wearing the suit within a few minutes, and was feeling quite fabulous in it, until the moment that Jay pulled her arms behind her back and then clasped the hooks on the leather sleeves to the small catch in the middle of the back of the suit.
She tried to pull her arms free.
When she realized that she couldn't, she turned her head and saw how she was bound.
Looking back at him, she saw how Jay was smiling.
CHAPTER THREE
"Jay, what the hell is going on?" Tiffany asked him.
"I'll explain it all soon, baby. Just know that I don't want to hurt you. It was really the only way out for me. I'll explain it all later."
Tiffany didn't know what he was talking about. All she knew was that she was a little bit scared, even after he assured her that he did not want to hurt her. Before she could tell him to untie her-even demand that he untie her, he was pushing her down to her knees right in front of him.
He told her to suck on his cock, and he pulled it right out of his leather pants-just his cock and balls. It had been five years since Tiffany had last seen his dick, and she was turned on almost immediately.
She was not turned on for those few seconds when she thought that she was going to be cheating on her husband. But then, she thought about Leila. And she also thought that until the time when she had met Miltie, she always had a few lovers at a time.
After she'd been married, she'd been faithful, and five years was long enough.
She flicked her tongue against the fat head of Jay's dick, and she could smell how strong the musk scent was then, and even taste the sweet flavor of his cream. She began to slide her tongue around the head of the cock, and down along the underside of the shaft, as she moved her mouth all the way down.
Though she could not bury her nose in his pubic hairs, because he had his leather pants pulled all the way up, she could still smell the strong musk oozing its way out pat the leather, which made the smell even better.
It turned a pure male musk scent into a leathery musk scent, and made her all the more eager to deep throat him. Tiffany began to slide her lips all the way up and down against his cock shaft, holding that fat head in her throat for almost a minute at a time.
When she felt heard the cracking sound and felt the biting sting, she didn't know what was happening. Her mouth was all the way down his shaft, and she was unable to turn her head even an inch to see what was going on.
But there was a feeling of leather slapping against her ass. Then it happened once more, and as Tiffany pulled her mouth all the way back, she turned and looked.
Three more people had entered the room. One was a handsome blond man, dressed in the same leather pants that Jay had on. He had no shirt on, and Tiffany could see his strong looking chest. She could also see his hard as a rock cock, and it was really quite the impressive looking dick.
He had the cock and his balls out of his pants, the same way Jay did. And he was holding the leather whip, which he aimed and then lashed out at her again. The stunning ex-model was so turned on by the look of his fat cock slit, dripping with a drop of come that made it look like his dick was crying, that she didn't really think about anything as the hump was taking his aim at her.
It was not until he cracked it against her ass and she felt the moment of stinging pain that she turned to look at Jay again.
"What the hell is going on here, Jay? I want you to tell me."
"Hey, baby, just go with it, and I assure you a good time."
She turned her head for another second, in time to see another black-haired man, wearing those same leather pants, and another girl.
The girl wore a leather bra with holes cut away for the nipples, and a thigh high pair of black leather boots. She had jet black hair hair as black as the leather she had on as a matter-of-fact-and she looked hot.
The black-haired man was down on his knees eating her, and from the loud sound of sucking and slurping, Tiffany could tell he was into it.
Jay turned her head right back around, and he started to move his cock right back between her lips. She accepted his dick. Actually, she had no choice. She could have kept her mouth shut, but after looking at him and smelling his strong turn-on of an odor, she would have given in anyway.
So she gave in right away, and he held her hair as he slid his dick all the way in and out of her mouth, fucking her face steadily.
By that time, she was having her ass whipped again a few times. She felt someone moving behind her then, and she could feel a hard dick rubbing against her cunt from behind. Whoever it was knew she had to be eager, she thought.
Because she just spread her legs a little bit wider to make it easier for that dick to slide right into her cunt, and she loved it.
She was so sure it was the blond man-until the moment that she heard a voice whispering in her ear and telling her how hot she was. She looked out of the side of her eye, because she could not turn her head enough with Jay's cock in her mouth.
And Tiffany gasped for a second, because it was not the blond man, nor was it the black-haired man. It was another brown-haired man who she was just seeing for the first time at that second, and it was strange when she thought he was already in mid-fuck, inside of her cunt, and she was just getting a look at him.
"Yeah, use your tongue faster," she could hear Jay moaning, and then she felt his cock starting to throb hard in her mouth.
Tiffany was really looking forward to the come load shooting into her mouth, and as she felt it landing on her tongue, she flicked her tongue back and forth against the head of his cock even faster than before.
She could smell his musky odor getting stronger than the leather, and didn't mind it for a second. In fact, it made her cunt spasm even harder.
Then, as Jay pulled back, Tiffany turned her head.
What she saw really did stun her. Along with this brown-haired man who had not only entered the room, but entered her pussy, there was another arrival. She was a pretty redheaded woman, who was already involved in some action.
The redhead was sitting on the face of the black-haired woman, and that black-haired woman was lapping away at her pussy. Meanwhile, the handsome black-haired man was fucking the black-haired woman's cunt, and smashing a riding crop against her ass every once in a while. There was a loud racking sound each time he used the crop on her.
Meanwhile, the blond man who had started to whip her ass was getting his cock sucked by the redhead, who, Tiffany imagined, must have arrived with the brown-haired man whose cock was really doing a hot number on her cunt.
She counted the number of people in the room, and realized that there were two other women aside from herself, which made it three, and four men.
For one second, she wondered why there were more men than women?
But she didn't have too much time because the stunning redhead started to pull her mouth away from the blond man's cock, and she looked over at Tiffany.
"Good, her mouth is free," the redhead said, and she stood up, pulling her cunt away from the black-haired woman's cunt.
She, too, was wearing a black leather bra and a pair of black leather boots, but the boots were not as high as the black-haired woman's boots.
Tiffany looked at the way her soft red hair bounced up and down on her shoulders as she walked closer, and before the redhead stepped in front of her, Tiffany had time to turn her head and see that the blond man whose cock had been left free by the redhead's pulling away, just rammed his cock into the black-haired woman's mouth.
And then Tiffany's head was turned, and she felt that redhead's pussy being moved right up against her mouth. She inhaled and took in the strong scent of the woman's cunt, and then she moved her tongue right against the redhead's lips.
As Tiffany looked up at the redhead, she could see her smiling a little bit.
"Yeah, baby, now lick me," the woman commanded, and then she slapped Tiffany right across the face and pressed her cunt right back against her mouth.
Tiffany felt the stinging on her cheek as she started to slide her tongue in and out of this woman's pussy, and as she did, she loved the way the cunt tasted. She could also smell a strong odor of leather coming from this woman.
Then Tiffany started to realize that the smell of leather was just all over the room. Since every single person in the room was wearing leather, including herself, it was only natural for the scent to flow through the air.
For the ex-model, this added to her turn-on. She knew that she was being forced to submit-being forced to take this cock and suck this cunt-but the smell of the leather made it so much easier for her to do it.
As she felt the cock starting to throb inside of her cunt, she could hear the way the man was moaning in her ear. Then, his come began to spurt out into her, in thick hot loads, which made Tiffany flow once again.
When he pulled out, the redhead pulled away from her.
Then, Jay stood right in front of her and started to smile.
"Time for us to hang you up to dry," he said to her.
As Tiffany turned her head, she could see that all of them were standing around her both women, and the four men.
She felt her hands being freed, and heard the sounds of the clasps being opened. Then, suddenly, they were all grabbing her, and though her hands were free, she could not do anything with them. That was something which bothered her, as there were at least two hard cocks she would have liked to get her hands on.
Within a few seconds, she was hanging up, just like Jay had said.
There were four leather manacles hanging from the ceiling, and her two wrists and her two ankles had been strapped with those leather manacles, so that when they let go of her, she was suspended in the air.
She thought it was funny that she was not really suspended that high, but she realized why she was at the level she was at as the black haired woman started to approach her.
By pulling Tiffany's head back real far, the black haired woman was able to press her cunt right up against Tiffany's face, and there was nothing that the bound and suspended blonde could do but start to lap.
She felt a cock rubbing against her cunt, and knew that whichever man was getting ready, didn't have to bend himself at the knees to enter her.
Her body had been raised up high enough so that the men could fuck her easily, and she felt a hard cock starting to work her over.
At the same time, she felt two strange sensations on her nipples, which were not only sticking out of the holes in the leather, but were also now as hard as they could be. Both sensations felt fantastic, though it took her a short while to figure out just what was going on near her nipples.
She realized that the redhead was sucking one of them, while one of the other men was rubbing the tip of his cock against the other.
It didn't take her long to figure out what the redhead was doing, but it did take a minute or two for her to realize that it was a hard dick rubbing over her other nipple, and she realized it when she felt the cock head pressing against her nipple head on, so her stiff red dart was sliding into the piss slit.
She could feel a wet drop of come from the slit being left on her nipple as the cock head was rubbing over her again.
Though Tiffany did hate being bound like this, there was no doubt in her mind that her sexual senses were at a new high.
Never in her life had she been with more than one man at a time, or even a man and a woman. Though she had dated many men at a time, whenever she would go on a date with one man, she was with him and him alone, including their sexplay afterwards.
So there was a great thrill in having these four men and two women working her over, and her cunt seemed like it would never stop flowing.
As the cock inside of her cunt began to throb really hard, she knew that she was on her way to receiving a second heated male come load.
Tiffany was so turned on by that, that she started to suck even harder on the cunt in her mouth as the come was filling her pussy.
She began to moan a little bit as the cock was pulled out of her cunt, and then she could feel another cock moving between her legs.
Tiffany did start to groan as it was moved near her asshole instead of her cunt, and she realized, as the cock brushed against her skin, that it was already covered with a real thick coat of lubrication.
As the woman pulled away from Tiffany's face, the blonde was able to raise her head a little bit and look at the man between her legs.
It was Jay, and as he looked at her, he had a wicked smile on his face.
"Jay, don't fuck my ass. Please. I haven't had a dick in my ass in ages."
"Well get used to it again, baby. Because I want your ass."
And with those words, he forced himself into her. At first, she could feel an incredible amount of pain, and she was trying to pull her arms free and trying to kick with her legs. She just succeeded in making the upper half of her body swing back and forth, because Jay had a firm hold on her ass.
And once the head of his cock was in her, it was simple for him to slide his cock in the rest of the way, all the way.
Then, the redhead leaned right over and started to suck her clit. When Tiffany felt that, she seemed to forget about the cock in her asshole.
She licked her lips and started to moan really loud, and then she could feel the way that Jay began to slide his cock in and out of her asshole. When she felt another cock sliding right into her mouth, she stopped thinking about the cock in her ass.
The only thing that cock was doing at the moment was making her relax, and Tiffany sure as hell appreciated that. In fact, after a few more seconds, the ass invading dick was making her whole body surge with pleasure.
Or maybe, she thought, it was letting her relax enough into having her clit eaten more skillfully than she could ever remember, and having her face fuckd by the cock on the man with the blond hair, whose dick she was just tasting.
Tiffany loved the way his cock tasted, and because of the angle of approach, when he was pressing all the way into her mouth, his musky scented balls were pressing right up against the suspended blonde's nose.
Tiffany was sniffing the sweet fragrant scent of musky balls.
When her cunt began to spasm really hard at one point, she could feel the way her eager cunt-licker was starting to suck harder, and she knew that the skilled woman was sucking the come right out of her.
At the same time, Tiffany could feel the way her asshole began to spasm around Jay's dick, and she sure as hell loved that feeling. He was soon throbbing quite hard, and she felt her ass being filled with come.
Then, within a few seconds, the dick that was fucking her face was also starting to feed her a nice load, and she could taste that load. She was glad when that blond hump pulled back so he did not shoot into her throat.
When Tiffany felt something landing on her tit, she didn't know what it was, but when the blond man pulled back and she raised her head, she could see that the black-haired man had not only been rubbing his cock against her nipple (and still was) but he had shot a thick load of his cream onto her nipple and the front of her leather suit.
By rubbing his cock against her nipple then, he was smearing his shot load all over her flesh, and that was keeping her turned on.
"I guess you do want some kind of an explanation," Jay said.
Tiffany started to nod her head, but she was too out of breath to talk.
"Yes, Jay, why don't you tell her?" the redhead said. "You know how much the first-timers wonder about what the fuck is going on.
"Yeah," Jay said. "I guess so. We all did. Well, Tiffany, I might as well tell you about our little leather club. We meet once a week in the afternoon. Every Wednesday afternoon. It helps a lot of us work out a lot of our anger.
"It really is a hell of a lot of fun. Only two. weeks ago, two women dropped out. Well, as I'd been the one to get them in the group, was held responsible."
"They dropped out because they became lovers, " the black-haired woman said.
"That's right," Jay went on. "Anyway, we always have one slave. Sometimes, I tend to think that the slave gets the best of it. I did, until last week when I, being held responsible for the other two, became the slave. Oh, it was all right, but I sure as hell like to be in the dominant position a lot more.
"I was told that I could ask a new member to join-a woman, of course, and so I thought of you. You were always hot, Tiffany. And we want you to join. Of course, the new member is always the slave, until she finds another member. So you can join, Tiffany. If you come back next week alone, you'll be the slave. But if you come with someone else and we all think she's hot, well, you can be one of us."
That evening, Tiffany got home a little late. Miltie didn't mind, but when she spoke to Leila, later, she could tell that Leila was upset.
"Don't worry, honey," Tiffany assured her. " I'm going back to visit my friend Jay next week, but you're invited to come with me."
SUBMISSIVE SECRETARY
CHAPTER ONE
"I'll see you next," Robert said, as he opened his office door and stuck his head out. He made perfect eye contact with the pretty brown-haired woman who was sitting outside, waiting for her job interview.
There was something about her that he liked-quite a bit. It was easy to tell that she was not a native New Yorker. Perhaps she could have lived as close to New York as Long Island, or even New Jersey, but there was definitely something about her that let him know she was not a woman of the world.
In fact, she seemed to be rather hick-looking, and he liked that. There was a kind of innocence about her. He could see it in her large brown eyes.
Kate sat rather shyly in the chair across from her prospective employer. She had worn a conservative looking skirt, but was able to open another button near the slit when she saw the way his eyes looked there.
He leaned back against his desk, and as he folded his arms and caused his sports jacket to be pulled back a little bit, at least away from his crotch, she looked.
He had a huge bulge in his pants, and she liked it. She could feel the way her teenage heart started to thump a little bit, and as she looked back up at him, she tried to put on that mature manner again.
Kate knew that maturity was the difference between a woman and a girl. And as she was still a pretty young girl trying to get a woman's job, she tried to act as mature as she possibly could.
"Well, your resume looks pretty impressive," Robert said, and as he looked at the piece of paper, then back at her, he smiled.
According to the year of her birth, on the resume, she was in her late twenties. He was suddenly starting to realize that she was far from being in her late twenties. As a matter-of-fact, there was something rather teenaged about her.
"At least your typing and dictation skills look impressive. I would probably have to make some calls about these last few jobs you had."
"Oh," she said, startled, and then she caught herself. "Uh, Mr. Dennings, I was hoping that you wouldn't have to call for references."
"Why?" he asked, and when she blushed, she looked young again. She seemed to be trembling a little bit, because she probably knew what was coming. She knew that he was going to accuse her of lying.
But Robert didn't. He just put the resume down, and then smiled.
"Well, even if you never worked in some of those places, I don't think it would bother me too much. As long as you could work here, and get the work done. I don't care how skilled or unskilled someone is, or was. If a girl can prove her worth to me here and now, that makes everything all right."
"Here and now?" she asked, and he started to smile.
Before Robert even began to talk again, he slid his hand to his crotch and began to rub himself. He could feel the way his huge dick was starting to stiffen in his pants, and he decided that now was the time for his rap.
"You see, Kate ... uh, is it all right to call you Kate?"
"Of course," she said, "call me anything that would please you."
He liked that a hell of a lot. The girl was willing to please. And though he thought about it, he knew it was too early to call her what he wanted-slave!
"Well, we work under a hell of a lot of pressure in this office. Sometimes, the pressure starts to build in me, and I become almost intolerable. Sometimes I need some kind of relief from all this pressure.
"That relief usually comes in the form of pleasure. Now I have never had a secretary yet who was not willing to help me with my pleasure."
"What do you mean?" she asked him, and he could see her tremble a little bit more.
She sure as hell seemed girlish to him then, and that turned him on. There seemed to be a kind of youthful teenaged quality about her. Robert decided that there was no reason in the world to keep playing games.
He wanted her to work for him, as long as she was willing. All the others that he had seen so far had been too prim and proper, and even a bit too experienced. Why, when one of them had sensed that he was coming on, she had even started to scream and had told him she would report him to the union.
He just pulled his zipper down right in front of her, and then he started to reach into his pants. As he pulled his huge cock and balls right out of his pants, through his open zipper, he slid his hand to the base, thus holding the shaft straight out.
The head of his huge cock was pointed right at her.
"See, I would need some kind of relief right now," he said to her. "In which case, you would have to offer it."
Kate knew what he expected of her, and she decided that she was going to do it. After all, his cock was a hundred times better looking than those other two.
He was also much hotter than those other two-and maybe that attraction came from the fact that he was not related to her in any way, like the other two.
So she got on her knees right in front of him, and then she moved her lips to the head of his penis. She started to kiss it quite gently and lovingly, and Robert could feel the way he throbbed as he watched her adore his dick.
Kate opened her mouth wider and began to slide it down his shaft. At first, she thought that she might be able to keep from taking his cock head into her throat, but she soon realized that she was wrong about that.
His was even longer than the other two, and as she knew how much they had enjoyed it, she decided to try to make him enjoy it the same way.
Kate inhaled deeply, and for the first time in her somewhat young life, she was able to take a cock head in her throat willingly. Her throat opened right up and she slid her lips further down the shaft, until the head of it was in her throat, deep.
The young brown-haired woman felt the way his balls were pressing against her chin, and she really did like the way that felt.
There was a lot of heat emanating from those balls of his.
She began to slide her lips up and down his cock shaft at a nice, steady rate, and she was flicking her tongue rather skillfully at the same time. When she felt the way he started to throb, within seconds after her sucking started, she was glad.
Kate flicked her tongue back and forth against the head of his cock faster and faster just as he was about to come, and she tasted the cream as it landed on her tongue. She really did love the way that the cream tasted.
As she started to swallow it, she could smell his strong musky odor, getting stronger.
She kept his cock inside of her mouth for a long time after she had sucked it. In fact, she kept it between her lips for so long, that when he started to pull her mouth all the way back, she could see that he had stayed hard.
"That's very good, Kate," he told her. "Only I'm still tense. See. Now there are other ways in which I would want my secretary to satisfy me."
As he nodded at her, she started to stand up in front of him.
Then he told her to take her clothing off so he could see her. She began to open her blouse buttons slowly, one by one, and as she let it slide off her shoulders, she looked down at her small tits.
If anything, she thought her tits would give her away, but he said nothing at all about the fact that they were teenaged tits.
Kate slid her skirt zipper down, and then let her skirt slide down her legs. As she stepped out of it, she could see him looking at her panties.
When he nodded his head, the young girl knew that she was going to have to take her panties off, too, and she did. She slid them down and then stepped out of them, and then stood up so he could see her.
For a girl as young as she was, she had a pretty thick bush. In fact, it was the sight of her bush that had first made it happen, she recalled.
"Now slide your Fingers into your cunt. Let me see you play with yourself. Let me see you get yourself nice and wet for me."
Robert's cock started to twitch up and down in its hard state as he watched Kate following his orders, and he really did like what he saw. She had long Fingernails, and she had painted them nicely, so they were red.
As she spread her cunt lips wide with the fingers from one hand, she began to wiggle her clit back and forth with the other hand.
She only used a few Fingers from her other hand, but Robert thought that they looked so hot, and she sure as hell looked hot as she played with herself. He watched as she began to get wetter and wetter by the second.
She closed her eyes and began to moan, and he knew what he had to do.
The hot looking brown-haired man got right on his knees in front of her. When he moved his mouth to her cunt, he heard the way she let out a loud gasp. But he knew that she was willing for him to eat her, because within a second she had pulled her fingers away from her cunt-all of them, from both hands.
He started to drive his tongue right into her pussy, and as Kate closed her eyes and felt the pleasure surge into her body, she did love it.
No one had ever eaten her cunt before. She had been fucked, and that had hurt like hell. Maybe, she thought, if either one had eaten me I would have loved it.
But instead, they had just fingered her to get her wet.
Now, as Robert was eating her, the hot brown-haired girl was getting more turned on than she had ever been in her life. She could feel the way her cunt just kept throbbing over and over again, and Robert began to suck on her cream.
As he did, she could feel another orgasmic urge building up inside of her.
When she started to come the second time, she found herself looking right down at his cock, and found that she was horrified by what she saw. He had his hand around his shaft, and he was jerking his cock rather hard and fast.
"Oh no," she screamed out, before she could stop herself. "Don't jerk off. I want to feel you in me."
Those were the kind of words that Robert liked to hear. He stood right up, then grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around, so that as he pushed her back, she was leaning right back against his desk.
He positioned her so that her ass was at the edge of the desk and her pussy was practically hanging over the edge.
And then he just eased his hard cock right into her cunt. As he did, she could feel the way her head started to spin.
She closed her eyes, and thought about how much larger his cock was than the other two and it didn't even hurt like the others had.
Kate began to run her tongue over her lips like a bitch in heat, and when she felt him moving his lips to hers, and he kissed her, that just added even more to the heat.
She started to thrust herself up and down against him, and Robert could feel the way his dick was starting to throb inside of her. He knew that this bitch really was eager because when he stopped thrusting in the hopes of having his throbs subside, she kept right on moving her cunt up and down.
There was no way he could keep from coming, and when he realized that he began to thrust himself in and out of her as fast as he could.
As he shot off deep inside of her, he could hear her moaning loud.
"Oh God, it feels so good. I love it. I love it. I really do love it."
"That's good, baby, because as I said, you have to love it."
"Oh, I do," she said to him. "I'll always be willing."
"In that case, you can start tomorrow morning," Robert said to her, and as he was shooting another load into her, he wondered if she would like it as much when she was bound and kept completely submissive.
CHAPTER TWO
Kate sat at her typewriter busy typing up the memo that Bobby had given her. She walked toward the Xerox machine afterwards and made copies, so that early the next morning, he would be able to distribute copies to every office worker.
As she told him she finished the job, sticking her head in his office to let him know, she looked at him sitting behind his desk.
He certainly was a hot looking man, and when he smiled, she could feel the way her young teenaged pussy started to throb with pleasure. When he told her that she could easily find a way to kill time, she hoped that was an invitation, but as she began to walk into his office, he shook his head.
"I really have a lot of papers that need going over," he said.
So Kate went back to her desk, and she decided that maybe she would write him a letter to let him know she was all right. That would be a good idea, she thought, except, that he might trace her down to New York.
Then she remembered that Midge, three desks over, lived in Jersey, and she knew she could ask Midge to mail the letter from Jersey, without having to tell the woman much more than the fact that she didn't want the receiver of the letter to know where she was.
Kate began to write a letter to her father, but each letter was typed onto the page with a great deal of hate behind it.
She tried to be as kind as she could, but there was no reason to. He had, after all, been very cruel to her, for years. At first, it had just been hitting abuse, because she was still a young girl and he couldn't do it then.
Kate thought about her father, who had brought her up by himself, because her poor mother had had the sense to die at a young age.
If it was not bad enough having to wait on the man hand and foot, it became even worse when she was about nine and her uncle moved in with them. He and his brother, her father, were two of the most repulsive men she had ever met.
They would often throw food across, the table if they were not satisfied with the dinner she had prepared, and if she said anything at all to them about it, they would slap her around until she cleaned up.
Then it happened when she just reached puberty. She was stepping out of the tub one morning when she looked down and noticed the fuzz that was growing between her legs.
Just then, her uncle barged into the bathroom to pee. She tried to pull the towel in front of her body to cover herself, and she stood there clutching the towel to her naked body as he just yanked his dick out of his pants.
He had aimed his piss right down at the bowl, and as he had been pissing there, he had been looking right over at her.
Kate was used to him barging in on her and pissing in front of her. But that day, she saw something else happening to his cock. She saw the way it was starting to get longer and thicker after he finished pissing.
When he just stood there with his cock hanging out and started to shake it, the stiffening growth continued, until he was hard as a rock.
Then he grabbed the towel away from her and started to make cracks about her cunt and how there was some fuzz. Fuzz, he let her know, meant that a woman was ready, and he seemed to be really happy to discover that she was ready.
Kate knew what he was talking about, and when she tried to grab the towel back from him, he grabbed her by her long brown hair.
Then he dragged her naked and screaming across the hall to his bedroom. Once he pushed her toward his bed and slammed his bedroom door shut, she knew it was going to happen. She still tried to fight her way out.
That was why he pulled his belt open, then out of his pants.
Then he started to bind her wrists together with the leather belt. After they were bound in front of her, he threw her on the bed, on her back.
For a few seconds, Kate was still able to hit him. With both hands together, and one wrapped around her other first, she pounded her hands against his chest, over and over again, hoping to knock the wind out of him.
He just kept right on laughing, and then he slapped her harder than he had ever slapped her across the face. That one slap knocked all the air out of her.
As Kate had tried to hold on to consciousness, she had felt him rubbing his cock against her young tender cunt lips. Then he reached for something, which turned out to be a jar of lubrication, and he rubbed it onto his shaft.
After that, he just rammed himself into her with one hard thrust.
Kate could not believe the pain that ripped through her body the second he was deep inside of her. She had felt the way her cunt had to stretch so wide to take him in, and there was just no way out of it.
Her uncle had slammed his cock in and out of her cunt for what seemed to be an eternity. Actually, it was only a matter of minutes, but she had no time to count the seconds that turned into minutes, because she could hardly think of anything but pain.
When his cock had started to throb inside of her cunt, she had thought, for sure, that she was going to die. But then she'd felt the thick spurts of cream shooting inside of her, and he started to get thinner.
He had pulled right out of her, and then he had untied her.
Then her uncle had carried her into her room and thrown her on her bed. She was too scared to tell her father about it that first time.
But two days later, her uncle got her again. He raped her right in the bathroom, using his belt to tie her hands behind her back.
Then he had pushed her forward, so her face was pressing against the sink, and he had slammed his fat shaft into her cunt from behind. His fingers had been sliding in and out of her cunt from the front, and as he had been wiggling her clit back and forth, trying to turn her on, she had been gasping for breath.
Kate, once again, had wished that she would just pass out. She wished that she would just die because the pain was too intense.
But there was just no stopping it. When he started to throb in her that time, he slowed down so that the throbbing began to subside. When that happened, she knew that he was still hard and was taking his time.
He started to fuck her again when the throbbing subsided, and Kate felt her knees buckling, but that did not stop him.
He kept right on fucking her until he came inside of her. Though she was wetter than she had been the first time, there was still no pleasure.
She had told her father that same night after the second time.
Kate regretted ever having opened her mouth. Because he didn't care.
At least he didn't seem to care too much about Kate. What did bother him was the fact that his brother had taken her first, and when Kate heard that, she realized that her father had been planning on taking her.
He and his brother got into a small fight, and then his brother, her uncle, had suggested that he give it a try.
That was when the two of them had grabbed her, for the very first time.
They had tied her hands behind her back, and she had been petrified, especially when both of them started to strip within seconds. Kate had been able to see that her father had a bigger cock than her uncle.
Her uncle brought down the lubrication from his bedroom upstairs, and by the time he came down, she had already been sucking on her father's cock. Actually, Kate had been having her face fucked by that cock.
When he pulled out to rub lube all over his shaft, to prepare himself to enter her cunt, she felt her uncle slide his cock between her lips. He rammed himself all the way into her mouth and started to fuck her fast and hard.
Kate had hated it, but there was nothing that she could do. She had started to gag on his cock as he held it in her throat.
Then she'd felt her father ram his cock into her pussy. He had stretched her really wide, and she thought she was going to pass out.
She had tried to squeeze her cunt muscles in the hopes of loosening herself up, hut she found that almost impossible. His ripping, raging cock was just making her whole body surge with pain, and all she wanted to do was lay down and die.
When her father started to come inside of her, he stayed hard.
Her uncle shot a load into her mouth, which ended up going into, her throat. Though she gagged a lot around his come, both men laughed.
They didn't seem to care, and her father kept right on fucking her until he came in her a second time, and went limp that time.
Kate had been their bound victim ever since then. Of course, she did go to school, and she often thought of running away. They threatened her and told her that if she let any of her friends or teachers know what was going on, she would be in trouble.
She believed them, too, and kept it all a secret.
Then one night, a few weeks back, her father and uncle had come home from a poker game, late a night. They were both quite drunk.
They came into Kate's room so that they could abuse her. They did not tie her up that night, because they were too drunk, and they didn't have to. After all, they were both stronger than her, and together, there was no way to fight it.
That had been the last night either one would rape her. After they had both come, the young girl had gotten out of bed, and she had showered.
Then she had packed a small bag, and had gone through their pockets. Between them, they had won over five hundred dollars, and Kate took every cent.
She had been in New York for a month before she'd gotten the job working for Robert, and had been happy about getting the job. After all, five hundred dollars didn't go too far in an expensive city like New York.
So not only did she need this job, but she was happy about working for someone as nice looking as Robert, and didn't mind serving someone like him.
"Dear Daddy," she wrote. "I'm okay. Better than I was at home. I'd tell you to go fuck yourself or drop dead, but that's too good for you. Actually, I pray that you die a slow and painful death.. Love, Kate."
CHAPTER THREE
She had been surprised during that first interview, when Robert had pulled his hard cock right out of her pants. She had also been a little bit scared, but he hadn't really forced her to do anything.
Kate had done it willingly because she knew how to satisfy a cock, and thought that he was the first man who had ever really turned her on-as far as looks went.
She had been a little bit happy about the fact that she was experienced, even if her experiences had all been unpleasant ones, and when she had been sucking on his cock, she had used all the technique she had learned.
As he'd come in her mouth, Kate had not only loved the taste of his come, but she had also loved the way it felt when her lips seemed to be as soft as satin. She knew that the feeling had been left behind from his cock.
Then he had fucked her, and that had been great, too.
She had been scared at first. But his eating her had turned her on, and she kept thinking that if he turned her on that way, he would turn her on while fucking her.
And he had. His cock had really made her pussy feel good.
As Kate finished her letter to her father, sealed it and stamped it, she wondered why Robert hadn't taken her again. It had been weeks since the interview when she had been hired, and everyday, she hoped that she would get him.
But so far, he hadn't used her again, and if anything, Kate was starting to feel a strange kind of frustration. She wanted Robert's dick again.
Later that afternoon, a handsome brown-haired man went in to see Robert.
He had come to talk to her boss, to see if he wanted to move his account to Robert's company, and Robert and the man were in the office for a long time.
Then the door opened, and Robert asked her to bring in some coffee.
Five minutes later, Kate was walking back into the office, carrying one light and one dark cup of coffee. As she handed one to the man, after giving one to Robert, she heard Robert talking to the man.
"Well, what do you think of her, Richie?" Robert asked.
"I think she's stunning," he said. "Yes, Kate, you are a beautiful woman."
"Girl," Robert said then, and Kate turned to face him. He was nodding. "That's right, honey. I want you to know that you haven't fooled me for a second. I believe that if we were to check out your real age, we'd find out that you're probably a minor."
She could feel the way that she was shaking then. What did he plan, she wondered.
He started to smile then, and he told her that nothing was going to happen.
"That is, unless you do what I want you to do," he said to her.
"Robert, I've always told you that I'd do what you wanted."
"Fine. Then face Richie and take off your clothes, slowly."
As she turned around, she could see that the handsome brown-haired man had started to unbutton the top buttons of his shirt. She looked down at his crotch and saw that he was very hard in his pants.
And though she was a little bit scared, Kate started to do what she was told. She began to open her buttons slowly, and as she let her blouse fall to the floor, she could see the way Richie was licking his lips. He was turned on by the sight of her naked tits, with her stiff dark nipples, only a few feet from him.
As she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it, she could see the way his mouth was starting to water even more. Then she slid out of her panties.
"Now let him eat you," she heard Robert saying, and as she moved her cunt to Richie's face, she could hear some kind of clanging sound behind her.
She pressed her cunt against his face, and felt his hand slide up between her legs. He moved his hand to her ass and started to press his fingers against her buttocks, as he started to run his tongue up and down her cunt lips.
Kate closed her eyes and began to moan, because she did like the feeling of the tongue against her cunt. She could feel the way he was starting to suck her clit between his lips, and as he did, she moaned softly.
He even started to grind his teeth around her clit, and Kate liked the way that felt. In fact, when she heard him unzipping his pants and saw him reaching in to pull out his erection, she was more than eager.
But then, suddenly, her hands were yanked behind her back.
She could feel the cold metal cuff closing around her wrist. Then her other hand was also cuffed, and as she turned her head, she could see Robert clicking that second handcuff closed as fast as he could.
"What is this?" she asked him, as the fear surged through her body.
"You just do what we want, and you'll be all right," he said.
What Kate wanted-to do was scream. When she had run away from home, she had vowed that she would never let a man tie her up again. As she felt the helplessness creeping over her body, it was a familiar feeling. One that she dreaded.
But then, she saw the way Robert pulled his cock out of his pants.
As he slid his hand from the head to the base, and held his cock out so he was kind of aiming it at her, she moaned softly.
"That's right," he said to her. "Now suck my dick, baby. Suck it."
Kate leaned over, and felt him move a hand to her cheek. He begn to stroke and caress her cheek softly as she opened her mouth and slid her lips to his cock head.
Then she started to slide her lips all the way down his shaft.
At the same time, she could feel the way her cunt throbbed hard, and Richie just sucked that load right out of her.
"She looks like she sucks good," Richie said to Robert.
"She sure docs. This is one cocksucking bitch who knows what she's doing."
"Then I want to feel her mouth on me," the man said.
Robert pulled her mouth away from his cock. Then he pushed Kate to her knees right in front of Richie, and pushed her head down to his cock. At first, she resisted, but once she got a good look and good whiff of his cock, she gave in.
She opened her mouth and felt Richie moving his hand behind her head. Then as he kept her from pulling back, he thrust upward.
At the same moment, Kate could feel Robert on his knees behind her. He moved his cock to her cunt and then he eased it into her.
He slid both of his hands to her tits and began to play with them.
And Kate started to think about her totally submissive state.
She had once told herself that she would never allow a thing like this to happen again, but here she was, cuffed and helpless, between two men. There was a huge difference, however. At least she kept telling herself that.
For one thing, neither one of the men were being as abusive as the other two men she'd been forced to serve for years had been.
For another, they were not relatives. Somehow, always thinking that the two men were her father and her uncle had made it horrible.
But the most important difference, she told herself, was that she needed to do what they wanted her to do.
Kate needed to do it because she was so very young, and Robert knew it.
She was in desperate need of this job, ii she wanted to be able to support herself and keep herself from having to go back home. Back home, they had been abusing her and she had gotten nothing out of it but pain.
Here, though there was occasional pain, there was more pleasure.
But better than that, there was money-not for her sexual favors, but for her work as his secretary. And this was part of the work.
When Robert started to slap her ass a little bit, she could feel the way her cunt began to throb around his cock.
Though he was slapping her pretty hard hard enough to make her ass sting-she could still feel the way her body seemed to be channeling that into pleasure. She knew that he had to feel the way her cunt throbbing increased.
Kate sucked on Richie's cock even more hungrily than she had before. When she felt the way he began to throb in her mouth, she knew that he was going to shoot his load between her lips in less than a few seconds.
She managed to pull her mouth back so that he did not shoot his load into her throat, and Kate savored the sweet flavor of his cream in her mouth.
"Yeah," she could hear Richie moaning, and as he looked down at her, she could see a grateful kind of look in his eyes.
That was another difference, she told herself.
Though she was still being forced into submission, the way she had been at home, at .least the men she was with were grateful. Her father and her uncle had always looked at her as if it was her duty to do it.
She held his cock in her mouth as she felt Robert's cock start to throb inside of her cunt, and then he began to come in her.
