Laura's eyes widened as the man's pants slid to the floor and she saw the length and width of his erect penis. She swallowed and let out a sigh of delight. She had seen many penis's, cocks, she reminded herself, hut this one was truly spectacular.
It stood out proudly erect from the man's thick shaggy growth of pubic hair, pointing like a gun at it's intended target. Two golf balls sized testicles hung down below the foot long organ, swaying slightly as the man moved forward.
Her eyes slid up an down his body, over his thick muscular, hair covered chest, up to his wide, powerful shoulders, down the length of his thick, muscle packed arms, and then onto his flat, ridged belly.
She sighed again, her loins burning with desire. She pulled her skirr up over her hips to bare her groin, covered only in the thin black diaphanous G-string. Her hands slid down to the g-string, and rubbed the thin material up and down over her cunt slit.
Her eyes moved across to the girl, her huge breasts standing out firm and round, pink nipples hard, erect. The teenager hung from the ceiling, her wrists encased in thick chains that held them high above her head. Her feet were also chained, pulled far apart, to bare her glossy blonde furred cunt-mound.
The girl, Cindy, groaned slightly as the man came towards her. Her eyes were wide and frightened as the man grinned nastily at her. He licked his lips, his eyes flickering over her womanly form. He stood before her, his penis almost touching her belly as she twisted helplessly in her chains.
His hand shot out and grabbed her hair, and she cried out in pain as her head was jerked far back. Her breasts pushed out further and the man's eyes lit up as he beheld them. His other hand touched Cindy's left breast, then squeezed it tightly, bringing a moan, half pleasure, half pain, from Cindy.
Then his mouth came down on her throat, lips closing tightly, teeth nibbling gently, then with more force, harder still to draw blood as Cindy gurgled in fear and pain.
His head came back and Laura could see the ring where his teeth had bitten her. Little droplets of blood slowly trickled down Cindy's neck.
Laura's hand slid into her panty, touching her pussy directly. She sat back in her chair, opened her legs wide. Her finger rubbed firmly up and down her hot, juicing slit, then darted inside to the first joint, only to pull back.
She watched the man circle Cindy slowly, like a wolf circling it's prey. He stood behind her for a moment, his hand sliding over Cindy's round young ass cheeks. He stiffened a finger, then pushed it hard, up into her rectum.
Cindy gasped at the sudden intrusion, her legs and arms pulled hopelessly against her chains as she sought to escape the finger. Cindy was a virgin who knew nothing about sex She was the spoiled, self important daughter of a powerful businessman. It was her misfortune to have been kidnapped by her father's most despised enemy.
Now her small form writhed in her bonds, her breasts bobbing, her skin covered in perspiration. The man's finger pulled loose from her anus, and he stood back. He picked up a long black bull whip from a ledge. It was coiled loosely.
He stood back, dropping the length of the evil looking whip to the floor. Then an evil grin appeared on his face. He looked past Cindy, staring straight at Laura for a moment, then the whip came up.
Cindy braced for the impact she knew was about to come, her eyes closing, and teeth clenched. Laura jerked her panties down, almost tearing the tiny string that held the thin V of cloth together in her haste.
Two fingers locked together and plunged into her sopping vaginal canal. They slid up her to the knuckles then began to pump. Her eyes were fixed on Cindy's body, waiting, willing the whip to strike. Her thumb rubbed furiously across her clitty as she stared in anticipation.
Then the whip flew threw the air. The horrible crack as it struck Cindy's flesh mingled with the girls tortured scream. Lost in the noise was the low groan of satisfaction coming from Laura's lips.
She saw the long red welt appear across Cindy's shoulders, and her pussy bubbled in delight.
The whip slashed down again, directly across Cindy's buttocks, sending her loins shooting forward as she cried and sobbed in pain. Again and again the whip flew, leaving a series of horrible criss crossing red welts across Cindy's back, shoulders, and buttocks.
By the time the man finished, she was hanging limply in her chains, barely conscious. He smiled, dropping the whip and moving around to the front. He watched the girl, then pushed two fingers beneath her chin, lifting her head up and back.
Her eyes were two tiny slits, her eyes looking out ;it him filled with pain and reproach. He dropped her head, allowing it to fall forward again. Moving to low table, he picked up a short cane, and slapped it into his palm several times.
Laura groaned, digging her fingers into her pussy with furious pumping strokes. She'd already cum once, and was approaching a second orgasm. She tore off her robe, already open wide, leaving her naked. Her hand slid over her breasts, cupping them firmly, then squeezing tight.
The man lifted the cane, then brought it down. It made a whistling arc through the air before smacking into the middle of Cindy's left breast.
The teenager's head jerked up and back and a horrified scream flew from her lips. Her breast was practically cut in two by the wooden cane, which plunged straight through her thick round malleable meat to her rib cage before stopping and bouncing back.
A vicious red line appeared across the sobbing girl's breast, just under her nipple. The cane soared through the air once again, cracking against the girl's right breast, this time directly over her erect nipple.
Cindy was almost going crazy with the pain, her body thrashed madly in the chains, her mouth gurgling and sobbing, and screeching, begging him to stop.
He only smiled. The cane whistled repeatedly, cracking, and slashing against her ripe round breasts, turning the meaty sacks of flesh into tortured bags of pain.
Then he dropped the cane, and moved behind her. Laura watched his bobbing cock as it pushed against Cindy's buttocks, slid between the wounded ass cheeks. The round knob of a head pushed against Cindy's crinkled little anus bringing a gasp of appalled dismay to the disheveled blonde girl.
Laura mewled in delight, sticking a finger into her own anus as the man's thick meat pushed against Cindy's rectum. She saw the rounded opening slide open, and the round girth of the cockhead push into her. Cindy's body was shoved forward at the groin by the tremendous pressure on her ass-hole.
He didn't care though, and continued to exert fierce pressure on the little opening. His cock moved up into her with slow measured increments as she wailed in humiliation and agony.
Laura watched the incredibly long cock disappear into the teenager's rectum with a mixture of burning lust and awed wonder. She wondered if she could take such a long fat organ in her little round hole. She groaned as a third orgasm approached.
Cindy's eyes were bulging in shock as the last inch of male fuckmeat pushed into her anus. The man's balls were pressed against her buttocks as he rested there for a moment, his hands coming around her chest to squeeze her tortured titties.
Then he started to pump his cock in her. He slid the long shaft back out of her hole, slowly, inch by inch, like the sword Excalibur coming out of the rock, more and more of it appeared until just the tip was inside.
Laura's breathing was coming in ragged gasps, then she grunted as if in pain as the cock rammed forward, slamming up into the hapless girls' ass-hole with tremendous force. Slowly it withdrew again.
Laura's cunt sizzled and spasmed with sexual passion. She humped against her fingers, her groans of pleasure almost drowning out Cindy's tortured cries. Her eyes were locked on the man's cock as it slid in and out of Cindy's rectum. the cock sped up, moving with greater and greater speed. Soon it was pounding up Cindy's ass-hole like a trip hammer. The man's hips slammed against Cindy's ass-cheeks furiously, setting the wounded meat jiggling and bouncing frantically.
Cindy's whole body rocked in her chains as his hips pummeled her and his cock ripped in and out of her anus. His hands were tearing at her fat titties, twisting and pulling them into awful, painful shapes, his fingers bruising, tearing.
Cindy grunted continuously, a long horrified stream of protests timed with his fucking up-thrusting cockknob as it punched up her bowels remorselessly. Then the man buried his entire length in her and lifted her higher in her chains as he sought to cram every last inch of fucktool up the teenage ass it was encased in.
He groaned low in his throat, like an animal as his cock spurted and sprayed his seeds up into the young nubile body he had enslaved.
Laura sighed and pressed the off button. The tape stopped, the picture of poor little Cindy replaced by a newscaster as the VCR turned off.
Laura's body shuddered one final time, her mind filled with the image of Cindy, except it wasn't Cindy who hung helplessly from the chains, it was herself. She swallowed and then rose from her chair.
She sighed and ran a hand through her shoulder length blonde hair, before reaching over and turning of the TV set. It was a big forty inch screen and had cost a fortune. She grinned as she thought of what her family would say if they knew what she watched on it.
She pulled the tape free and returned it to its case, carrying it with her as she moved across the living room to the stairs. She glanced at her watch on the way, eleven fifteen. She usually went to bed at eleven, but this tape had been a good one.
Laura needed to cum before going to bed. It was the only way she could sleep. If she didn't finger herself to a good orgasm before bed, her hands would continually stray to her moist cave, it would heat up and she would have to jerk off or stay awake all night.
She entered the first room upstairs. It was covered, floor to ceiling, in bookshelves. Thousands of books lined the shelves, except for one section. On this section was her tape library. Here were hundreds of tapes, in cases with innocuous names like Cindy', Vampire', and slaves'.
Each of them was bought through the mail, for Laura could never have brought herself to purchase one where someone could see her. She could never have taken something like Cindy' up to a counter with a real person there, a person who would no doubt give her a strange knowing smirk, which would make her squirm in mortification.
Laura was easily embarrassed. In fact, Laura had no friends because she was so painfully shy. She worked in a cubicle in a big downtown building, programming a computer. She was an excellent computer programmer, the only reason she had not been promoted was that she couldn't stand interacting with her co-workers.
She was content with her computer screen, ignoring invitations to lunch or party's until her co-workers simply ignored the girl.
At twenty-four, Laura was a virgin. She had never ever even dated a man, or a boy. She had never kissed anybody who wasn't family, had never held a boys hand.
When she'd been in school she'd been a stick thin figure with enormous coke bottle glasses and braces. The others had made fun of her, especially during high school. There'd been endless jokes about sexy Laura, the vamp, jokes about her flatness and plainness.
Laura had responded by missing classes, more and more of them until she had finally dropped out at fifteen. She had taken correspondence courses then until she'd gotten her diploma, then taken more correspondence courses to get her degree in Computer Science.
Eventually her body had filled out, but by then all this did was embarrass her further. She wore thick, sweaters, and baggy pants to disguise her firm breasts, curved hips and rounded buttocks.
The thick glasses she'd worn through her teenage years had corrected her vision and she no longer needed them. The braces had gone, leaving her with perfect rows of pearly white teeth, not that anyone ever saw them though.
She was in fact, in her own mind, at least no longer ugly. The idea that she was practically beautiful, that men would desire her body, would have astonished her.
The people she worked with called her Mouse, even to her face. When she had to talk to them it was with her eyes downcast, and her mouth almost closed, mumbling through her lips. Her hair, which, when loose, flowed around her like a golden shower, was habitually held tightly back in a pony tail that dangled down her back.
Yet Laura was a nymphomaniac. She knew she was, felt the burning in her loins as her mind ran through endless fantasies about the men she saw on the bus, or at work.
The fantasy's weren't all violent, sometimes they involved caring, loving handsome men who saw past her blighted exterior to the warm heart beneath.
Often though, her fantasy's involved her with horrid evil men who would abuse her, chain her, torture her with their male organs and brutal strengths.
She set the cassette on the shelf and left the library, crossing the hall to her bedroom.
Her bed was a big brass four poster, wide and high, she had chosen it specifically for her fantasy's. Each corner had a bracket for holding the leather bonds she had purchased. Sometimes she would slide the elasticized bonds around her ankles, resisting their downward pull on her body long enough to dig her wrists into the bonds at the top corners.
Then she would lie flat, her wrists and arms spread in a perfect X shape, the bands pulling her in four directions while she fantasized about being a prisoner of a mad rapist.
Sometimes she would have a dildo or vibrator locked inside her vagina or anus, or sometimes in both. She would lie there groaning and pushing her hips upward as she rocked through orgasm after orgasm.
Laura had a wide variety of dildoes of various shapes and sizes. She also had a number of vibrating twisting mechanical devices that could drive her to gut wrenching orgasms through hours of sexual self abusement.
She had thick leather wrist and ankles bonds that she would use to hang from the ceiling with, and chains and cords to bind her body from head to foot. Her lingerie drawers were filled with lacy filmy transparent panties, bras, and teddies.
She dropped her robe on a hook and pulled back the covers of her bed. She turned off the lights, dreaming of another life, a life where she was a pretty, popular, girl with many friends, and men lined up to make love to her.
*****
Laura cursed as she tried to straighten out the ropes. She glared at the knot between her fingers, willing it to open so she could retie it at a different position. She had been working on this for almost an hour and a half now, trying to get everything just right.
Two padded leather cuffs hung from hooks attached to corners of the shelves she was standing between. The shelves were sturdy metal, and stood out in the middle of the basement, anchored into position by bolts in the floor and ceiling.
Another pair of cuffs were attached to lower shelves on both shelves. They were each attached to a strong rope that went through a round eye hole screwed to the shelves. A heavy weight was attached to those ropes.
The ropes sat on low shelves, one on each shelf unit. What Laura wanted to do was hang from the top ropes with her ankles locked in the lower ones. Then she was push the weights off the back end of the shelves they were sitting on so they would jerk tightly on her ankles, pulling and spreading her legs down and apart.
Then she could hang there like the girl in the movie yesterday. The problem was that the ropes had to be just the right length, and the weights just the right weight.
The wrist cuffs would hold her tightly as would the ankle cuffs. To release herself, she would have to use her legs, one at a time, to pull the weights back up onto their shelves. With this pressure released, she would then lift her feet onto the shelves, push her body upward, and slide the hooks holding her wrist cuffs, up off the bolts in the top of the two shelves.
Then she could bend down and pull her ankles cuffs loose from the hook attaching them to the ropes, get down and push the key into the leather cuffs, lock and they would spring open as easily as they clicked shut. If the weights were too light she wouldn't get the satisfaction of being stretched apart like that, if they were too heavy, or the ropes too long, she wouldn't be able to lift them back up and would never get down again.
Her face blazed at the thought of someone, maybe a policeman responding to her mother's query's coming down here in two or three days and finding her locked tightly with a vibrator up her pussy.
The knot came free and she moved it down the rope and retied it.
She stood up, running a hand across her naked buttock, examining her handiwork. Then moved back to the table, dropping surplus rope on it. She moved back to the shelves, moving around the mechanical contraption she'd been fiddling with for several weeks, the contraption that was supposed to push dildoes in and out of her as she held still.
Laura hadn't managed to get it right yet, the metal bar that moved up and down was far too fast and moved too far out. It would kill her like that, shoving itself up her pussy to her stomach and maybe beyond.
She reached the two shelves. Her pussy was bubbling in expectation as she imagined herself hanging helplessly between them. She sat on a chair next to one shelf and spread her legs.
She pushed the vibrator into her pussy slit slowly, pumping it slightly. It was he widest vibrator, and the most powerful. She grunted slightly with the effort of forcing it into her tight tube.
When it was all the way in her, only the tip protruding between her oily slick pussy lips, she patted her pussy. She had no pubic hair, having shaved and then waxed her mound completely bare some days before. She picked up a second vibrator. This one had a front section that twirled around in circles once activated. She pushed this one into her ass-hole until the entire thing was in her and her but for the end.
She stood up, her cunt and ass muscles clutching the" two implements inside her. She slid a thin belt around her hips and tied it tightly, a second belt, only an inch wide, hung down from the back of the belt, right above her ass cheeks. Its length slid down between her buttocks like a tail.
She pulled up the wrist cuffs, put the first around her right wrist and closed it. It clicked tightly shut. The second cuff clicked around her left wrist as her belly fluttered in anticipation.
She reached between her legs and twisted the end of the vibrator in her cunt. It started buzzing furiously inside her. Then she touched the button on the bottom of the other one and it started buzzing too, as well as twisting inside her.
She pulled the inch wide strip of material up between her legs. It was elasticized and rubbery. It wouldn't reach the top belt with out pulling with considerable force.
The belt pushed up on the vibrator in her anus, shoving it right into her. The entire thing was sucked past her ass mouth so her crinkled opening closed tightly, locking it inside.
The belt pulled up between her pussy lips, splitting them apart, and pushing up painfully on the vibrator, which was already touching her cervix. It wouldn't go in any further and the rubbery belt finally reached the one around her waist and clicked into position. It would hold the two inside her without her having to wear out her muscles doing it.
She quickly stood between the shelves. They were a good eight feet high, and their multiple shelves were empty, save for the two weights, one on the second lowest shelf on either side of her.
She put a foot on the lowest shelf on her right, then on her left. She had to spread her legs far apart to hold herself there, then climbed up a shelf. Now her ankle cuffs were next to the hook that would attach them to the weights.
She bent down, holding tight to the shelves so
IS she didn't fall. She reached out a hand and slipped the hook into the round eyehole on her right cuff, then did the same for the left.
She raised herself up again, reaching her hands high above her. They couldn't reach the top of the shelving units yet though. She pulled her foot higher, climbing up onto the third shelf. Now her wrist cuffs and the hook attached to them were in position just above the round eyeholes. She pushed the hooks in, then lowered herself.
The two shelving units groaned slightly as she stepped off and hung between them. Her wrists were wide apart and her shoulders ached slightly from the strain of supporting her. She hung in place for a few minutes, squeezing her thighs together around the buzzing vibrators.
Then she pushed her left foot out to the side, sliding it along the shelf that held the weight. Her toe shoved at the weight, once, again, until it dropped off the other side of the shelf.
Laura gasped as her body was pulled sharply to the left. Her left foot was dragged far to the side making it hard to reach the other weight on her right side. She had to grunt and strain to pull herself back to the right, hooking her foot around a vertical bar on the right shelf until she could brace her left foot against the shelf on that side.
Then she shoved with her right foot, knocking that weight off the shelf. The two weights now hung in mid air on the opposite sides of the shelves supporting Laura.
They pulled tightly on her ankles, forcing them apart, adding weight to her wrists. Laura groaned sharply as her body was pulled in four directions at once. She gazed at the giant mirror on the wall in front of her, eyeing the naked bound girl with desperate excitement.
Her guts cramped and locked, then exploded in a giant cum. The twin vibrators buzzing and twirling inside her driving her higher and higher to peak and then fall back.
Her mind took over, fantasy building a story of her capture by evil pirates who'd locked her like this below decks preparatory to a mass raping. She hung her head down dramatically, like a tortured sex slave. She eyed herself in the mirror, peering through her dangling hair.
The vision excited her. She pulled her head up and back, thrusting her chest out, watching her nipples as they pointed tautly up. The muscles in her thighs ached from the pressure of being forced apart so wide. It only added to her swelling sensual feelings.
She tried to hump her groin forward and back, barely managing to move in her tight bondage. She imagined the man from the movie fucking her in the ass like this, as he'd done to the blonde girl.
She gasped as a wave of sexual electricity sizzled along her spine, seeming to move from her tailbone up into her chest and then explode. She shuddered and trembled uncontrollably as a massive whirling orgasm roared through her, almost knocking her senseless with it's powerful force.
Her mind spun as wave after wave of astonishingly powerful sensations swept over her. The aching in her thighs and shoulders seeming to build it higher, the pain to accentuate the pleasure. They built on each other, driving her into a howling vortex of burning sexual ecstasy.
For the first time she could remember, she actually cried out in passion. The sound astonished her, and she wondered at first where it came from. Then another wave crashed into her and she screamed with pleasure, her body twitching and jerking continuously.
Her fantasy's built, all manner of depravations and humiliations were poured on her by sadistic, giant tooled men, with bulging muscles. She closed her eyes and felt herself swept away by a long shattering seizure that locked the breath in her lungs for endless seconds until spots appeared before her eyes and she almost lost consciousness.
Finally it subsided and she gulped in great lungfuls of air.
TWO
It didn't matter how often Laura jerked off, it seemed that she was always horny again within a few minutes. Perhaps it was because she had no real outlet for her sexual lusts. Her dildo's and Vibrators were no real substitute for the feeling of a man's hot penis, and the chains and bonds she put herself in couldn't replace the ideal of being enslaved and used by a muscle bulging male.
Maybe if she could get a good strong fucking every day, she thought, she wouldn't be so obsessed with it. Maybe she would discover that it wasn't all it was said to be.
She stared at her nude form in the mirror, thrusting her chest up and out, accentuating her firm round breasts. Every time she saw herself naked it made her excited. She almost never took a bath or shower without masturbating at least once.
She slid her hands gently down over her soft flat belly, sighing as she thought of the exquisite feelings it would bring her if a man would touch her like this. She turned around, showing her ass to the mirror, and bent forward slightly.
But she had no time for jerking off now. It was time for work. She turned towards her clothes, and then hesitated. A sudden thought moved into her mind, a recollection of a movie she'd watched the other night, a movie about an exhibitionist.
Laura was an exhibitionist herself, sort of. The idea of someone seeing her naked was intensely stimulating, but in reality would also be horrifyingly embarrassing. So she took chances, she never outright exposed herself, but risked it by various subterfuges.
Now she thought about the long bus ride to work as she gazed down at her simple dark blue dress. She swallowed as her excitement built higher, deciding what the risk would be if she didn't wear it, if she didn't wear anything beneath her long coat.
She could carry the dress in her briefcase, along with her bra and panties. She licked her lips, her pussy fairly drooling at the idea of moving around amongst people wearing nothing but her raincoat.
One time before she'd done that, not during the day though. She'd gone out at night to the corner store wearing only the coat. Walking along the deserted path she'd opened it wide, baring herself to anybody who happened to see, which of course was nobody since she'd been alone. The instant a car had turned onto the street ahead, she'd closed the coat tightly.
Still the thrill of walking like that had made her cum almost without touching herself. She decided to try it again. She folded the cotton dress neatly and placed it in her briefcase. Over it she placed her underwear.
She was about to leave the room when she hesitated. Already excited, another idea sprang to mind. She went back to the closet and pulled out a short but very fat vibrator. She sat down naked on the edge of the bed and pulled her feet up to either side of her hips, spreading her legs wide.
Laura rubbed the vibrator around and around her pussy entrance, turning it on to buzz it back and forth her rapidly stiffening clitty. She pushed it against her pussy slit, using pressure to force back her cunt lips and get the thick round tube into her.
She grunted as the first inch slid in, then pulled back slightly before pushing forward. Gradually, slowly, not wanting to hurt herself as the big vibrator tore her cunt lips wide open, she moved the entire thing into her. Her pussy lips were able to close tightly around her finger, which continued to push the vibrator further up her fuck hole.
Then she pulled her legs closed. She would have felt the vibrator's thickness and hardness up inside her even without the buzzing. With the buzzing it felt like there was a crackling incendiary flare up inside her, spraying sparks out the end of her pussy.
She grabbed her briefcase and headed downstairs wearing only her shoes. At the door she pulled on her raincoat, and buttoned it up to her throat, then opened the door to leave. She stopped for a second, arguing furiously with herself, but then decided to go ahead.
She walked down the sidewalk to the bus stop, intensely aware of the buzzing lump of plastic up her pussy. The cool summer air reached under her coat and tickled her hairless pussy lips as she walked, increasing her excitement.
By the time she had reached the bus stop she was almost ready to cum. She stood at the rear of the group of people waiting there, pressing her thighs together unobtrusively.
Then she came. It wasn't a lightning like avalanche of light and sound like the other night, just a slow buildup of hot warmth in her pussy and swelling titties that gave way to a low shuddering climax.
She closed her eyes briefly, her thighs were pressed tight together as the cum sizzled within her body. A close observer, would have noted the reddening of her face and the trembling of her body. Her lips were clamped tightly closed and no sounds arose.
Then the cum was over, just as the bus arrived. Laura got on but all the seats were full so she was forced to stand along the aisle. She resented this, as she always did. The rotten school kids always got on before her and filled up the bus.
She glared at the little rodents, mostly younger teenagers. The girls she disliked the most, especially the pretty ones. She stared at one laughing girl a few feet away from her. She was a brunette. Her hair was a gorgeous light brown and hung down around her pretty face like silk.
From what Laura could see beneath the girl's coat she had a nice body for her age too. Little slut, she thought resentfully. Probably fucking and sucking the boys cocks every night.
She studied the girl's young face, imagining a man's big cock sliding in and out of those delicate lips. She'd have paid to see that. Her mind pictured the girl in all manner of sexual poses, pictured her in bondage being whipped and ass-fucked.
She thought of the big dildo she had that could be attached to a harness worn by a woman, pictured herself fucking the girl in the ass-hole.
The fantasies were heating up her cunny again so she tore her eyes off the girl, only to find them fall on a tall handsome man nearby. She wondered if he had a big cock, and liked to fuck. Then her eyes opened in alarm as she felt the end of the vibrator push past her cunt lips.
She closed her legs and gripped on the it with her cunt muscles. It moved a little ways back but continued to threaten to fall out. As slippery as it was with her pussy drool, she knew it would be impossible to clamp her cunt lips tightly enough to keep it inside if it managed to get more than an inch past her cunt entrance.
She cursed herself for not wearing some kind of belt or panties to hold it in place. She'd thought that it would be safe because of it's thickness, thought it would be safely lodged high in her cuntpit. Unfortunately her cumming and then continued excitement, had loosened and lubricated her cunt enough for it to work it's way down.
She tried to shift her position around so she could bring her as against the corner of one of the seats. She succeeded after a minute. Standing backwards in the bus she managed to bend forward a little and push her ass against the iron seat back behind her.
She felt the pressure of the seat edge the vibrator back into her pussy, but not all the way. It was still just inside her, holding her cunt lips wide apart as it nestled there between them.
Someone wanted off and she had to move away, then it was impossible to work her way back without pushing through people. She stood in the aisle, becoming more and more desperate as she felt the vibrator slipping past her cunt lips.
What was worse, there were no other women around except for one young teenage girl wearing tight jeans tucked into boots. If the dildo slid out of her it would clatter down on the floor where everyone would notice it and immediately know who it belonged to.
She couldn't even get off the bus. They were on the freeway.
She pushed her thighs together desperately, feeling more and more of the vibrator slip out anyway. She couldn't keep her thighs close enough together to keep it inside because she couldn't stay balanced with her feet together, the bus ride wasn't smooth enough for that.
Finally the bus turned off the freeway. She heard the bell going and prayed she could hold the vibrator in her long enough to step off the bus. But what would happen when she had to open her legs wide and go down those high steps? Would the vibrator fall out right then?
Just as the bus rolled to a stop, a man right next to her got up! She moved immediately to his seat, outracing another woman behind her. She bent, feeling the vibrator start to really slide out of her. Then she lowered her ass toward the seat.
She was a good six inches off the seat when she felt the end of the vibrator make contact with it. She had to sit down fast to keep it from falling out. Her weight came crushing down on the vibrator, sending it plunging back up her pussy with painful speed and force.
The man beside her took her grunt as one of relief though, not pain. A second later it was relief as she felt her cunt lips close tightly again, felt them pressing against each other as her cunt hole sucked the vibrator deeper into her body once more.
The man got up and left a few stops later. The bus passed by a high school and she watched the kids get off, especially the brunette. She glared at the girl as she passed, watching her tight little ass in her jeans till the girl disappeared down the rear steps. How she would've liked to get her riding crop across those little buns, she thought, that'd teach the little bitch a lesson.
The bus was only half full now, and she started to relax and enjoy herself once again. She wiggled her ass on the seat, feeling the vibrator move inside her with an excited blend of lust and fear.
She gazed to the side. The seats across from hers were empty. She unbuttoned one of her buttons and slid a hand into her coat. Her fingers slid between her legs and onto her clitty, rubbing insistently. The rubbing immediately began to build up the fires of the furnace between her legs.
The bus moved back onto the freeway, setting down for the run to her building in the west end. Daringly, she opened another button, then another, then another, until her coat was completely unbuttoned. Her eyes were locked on the people in front of her, especially the driver.
She was reasonably sure he couldn't see her in his mirror, but not positive. She opened her coat a little ways, then a little more. Her hand moved openly to her cunt and she pushed down with her cunt muscles, sending the end of the vibrator out between her cunt lips.
She gripped the end, pulling it further out, then started to pump it inside her. Her other hand slid between the parted halves of her coat and onto a furiously swollen breast. She gasped as her fingers found her rigid little nipple and twisted it savagely.
She came then, plunging the buzzing vibrator high into her fuck hole as her cunt spasmed and trembled, sending juices spurting out around her fingers. Her head fell forward and she humped against the seat, rubbing herself back and forth.
Waves of desperately repressed sexual sensations ripped through her, making her body shudder. Her legs were bent at the knee, her lower legs pressed tightly to the bottom of the seat as she bounced lightly atop it, sending her pussy spanking down against the plastic raincoat.
Then she was out of it. She turned off the vibrator and shoved it as high inside her twat as it would go, then quickly buttoned up her coat and got off at her stop. Inside the building, she went to the bathroom, locking herself in a stall and opening her briefcase.
She opened the coat and took it off, this too raising her sexual pulse. Standing naked in a public bathroom was an erotic experience to her, even if she was in a stall.
She pulled on her panties and bra, then slipped the dull colored dress over her head. It fell down around her ankles and she was once more the boring, shy Miss Morgan. She put on her coat and went out and down the hall to her office.
*****
That evening she could hardly stand the feverish state of her body as she relived the morning's events. She spent more time working on what she called her fucking machine, altering the pressure so it would lesson the length of the rod's stroke.
She had to stop twice to masturbate. The first time, she pushed a fat dildo up her ass-hole and then bent over her bed. With a long strap in her hand she bent around and whipped it down against her buttocks. It ached terribly, cracking against her soft skin with a loud cracking noise and a terrible sharp pain.
She closed her eyes and imagined she was being whipped by a huge black man as he fucked her in the ass-hole. She squeezed out the dildo until only the first few inches were in, then pulled her foot up, jamming her heel into the end of the dildo and stuffing it back into her rectum until it ached.
The second time, she turned a barrel on its side and stuck the dildo, it had a suction cup, to the side of the barrel. She straddled the thing like she was riding a horse and slowly lowered her white hot pussy onto the up-thrust dildo.
She came almost as soon as the rounded head of the rubber cock pushed past her cunt lips, and then sank quickly downward, ignoring the pain, as her loins exploded with orgasmic come. The long dildo sank in her until her cunt lips touched the cold steel side of the barrel, and then wiggled her hips back and forth.
She came again, and then a third time as she put her bare heels on the curved sides of the barrel and pushed her body up and down on the dildo. After several minutes of rising and falling, her leg muscles were almost ready to die of pain.
She pushed herself upward one last time, straining, gritting her teeth, sweat covering her exhausted body. Then as she reached the apex of her rise, she felt her body begin to shake and tremble with the onset of another climax.
Her foot slipped, and with it her balance. Her weakened legs weren't able to catch her fall in time, and her splayed crotch dropped down onto the dildo.
She cried out in pain as the entire length of the dildo drove up into her belly in an instant. Her cunt was rippling and burning with sexual fire, and the impact of the rubber phallus, shooting into her womb drove her up into a state of orgasmic release that almost knocked her unconscious.
Her entire brain seemed to throb and explode as furious searing bolts of ecstasy slammed into her belly. It was like getting shot point blank with a shotgun. Hammer blows of unendurable pleasure tore into her one after the other as she gave an astonished gasp of lust and rolled slowly to the side.
The barrel turned over, and her with it The dildo still buried in her pussy gave off repeated shocks that sent the sobbing girl into the soothing blankness of unconsciousness.
When she woke, only minutes later, her body was only starting to recover from the nerve blasting eruption. Her breathing came in short ragged gasps as she slowly pulled herself away from the barrel, the dildo sliding out of her sopping pussy tunnel.
She lay on her back on the cement floor, one leg under the barrel, the other curved to the side. The cement was cold under her back. She slowly staggered to her feet, rubbing her pussy which hurt from her furious plunge.
*****
Mike watched the blonde with barely concealed-doubt. "Are you kidding?" he snorted. Dave and Joey laughed. "Hey you said you could get any girl in the office, didn't you?" Dave said.
"But Laura?" he sighed. "Who'd want her?"
"Hey she aim so bad looking." Joey giggled.
"Ten to one." Mike demanded.
"No way!"
"Hey look at her!" Mike snapped. "It's gonna take ten gallons or rotgut to loosen those legs."
"Carol says, loosen her hair up a little, an' get her some decent clothes, she wouldn't look half had."
"Let Carol try to fuck her then." Mike said. "All right then, ten to one." Dave grinned. "But we want proof. Pictures, or video."
"How the hell am I supposed to manage that."
"Up to you bro."
Laura put her put her donut back on the desk and gazed intently into her computer screen, completely oblivious to the scrutiny and comments. She'd just about gotten this problem licked, and was looking forward to getting home. The mail had come just before she'd left. There was a package of
Video tapes she'd ordered.
"Need any help there, Laura?"
She looked up, startled, to find Mike Rogers smiling down at her.
"Umm ... No. No thank you." she said, flustered.
"Yeah, I should have known better. A brain like you wouldn't need help from me."
"Unm ... Its ... I mean ... I'm not a brain." she stuttered, reddening.
"Hey, I heard the boss say you were the best programmer here." Mike confided.
"Uh. . .Oh ... Really?" He nodded. "He's probably right too."
"Oh ... No, I ... I don't think so."
"I do." he answered, grinning. "That's a nice dress. Is it new?"
Laura looked at her dress in confusion, bewildered by this attention. "Urn ... I don't think ... I mean No it's not new."
"Well it looks very nice on you."
"Uh ... thank you." She could feel her skin reddening further.
Joey and Dave grinned at him as he walked back to his desk. "I thought she was gonna have a fucking heart attack." Joey laughed.
"Yeah, she almost did." Mike said sourly.
"You got the tightest virgin in the building there Mikey."
"I'll get to her, and have her screaming for more."
They laughed in response.
*****
Laura could hardly restrain herself until she got home. Her body flamed with need, as her mind spun through various unlikely scenarios and fantasy's involving Mike and her. They fucked at the office, in her desk, his desk, the boss's desk, at her home. He tied her up and beat her, raped her, fucked her in the ass ...
She tore off her clothes and ran upstairs. The plastic dildo was cool as she grabbed it off her night table. It felt like ice as she stuffed it into her burning pussy hole and started ramming it in and out furiously. Only after she'd come could her dazed mind settle down again.
Still filled with fantasies about Mike, she wandered back downstairs. She made a TV dinner, and ate it as she sat through the news. Then she pushed in the first of her new tapes, Lovers on Paws'. The movie was about a woman who lived on a farm by herself. She satisfied her lust by fucking her dogs, a pig and a horse.
Laura watched in amazement as the woman knelt on the floor, a big German Shepherd mounting her. She watched the close ups of the dog's cock sliding in and out of the small brunette with a sense of growing wonderment and excitement. A dog! She could get a dog! Couldn't she?
She pumped the dildo she was holding in and out of her pussy as she watched the woman and dog rutting away. In her mind, it was her beneath that big dog, her pussy being fucked by his doggy cock. She arched her back and groaned as she came.
*****
She was no sooner in her desk the next morning when Mike came over again. He complimented her dress again, and talked about how lonely he was since he'd broken up with his fiancee last year. Laura was more than a little confused to be confided in like this, and didn't know quite how to take it.
She felt kind of flattered that a handsome man like Mike would be interested in someone like her. She knew the others called her mouse, after all. Still, it was kind of nice to talk to someone.
Several days passed and she began having lunch with Mike. She'd never even eaten lunch before because she didn't want to go down to the cafeteria where everybody ate. The place was always so crowded, and she'd have to sit at a table with other people.
"How would you like to go out to see a movie tonight Laura?" Mike asked one afternoon. Laura gazed at him blankly. Go to see a movie? With him? That was ... was that a date? He was asking her for a date!! Her skin turned deep red and she stared down at her soup.
"I hope I haven't embarrassed you?" he asked concerned.
"uh ... ummm ... n ... no ... I mean ... no not at all." she stuttered.
"I'll pay for the popcorn." he teased. She'd told him how fond she was of popcorn, and how she watched a lot of videos at home with hot buttered popcorn. She hadn't told him what kind of videos of course.
"All right." she whispered.
"Good! I'll pick you up at seven o'clock."
As soon as she got off work she raced home and tore into her closet, trying to find something other than the dull shapeless outfits she habitually wore outside. Endless fantasies ran through her mind of what would happen that night.
She through dress after dress on the floor before coming to one at the far corner. She pulled it out and blinked at it in surprise, before remembering it. It was a tight blue dress that hugged her figure and came down only half way to her knees.
Her sister had given it to her several years ago in a vane attempt to change her image. She'd never worn it of course, except once, when she'd put it on to see herself in the mirror of her bedroom. She'd masturbated and then put it back again.
Now she pulled it on over her head, looking at herself once again. She was embarrassed at what she saw. Her breasts were all too obvious in this tight material, as were the womanly curves of her body. She was afraid she'd scare Mike off, that he would think she was throwing herself at him.
But it was this or one of those boring things she wore to work. She pulled the dress off and put on a pair of sexy string bikini panties that had a matching half bra. She fastened on a garter belt, and hose, and then slipped on the dress once again.
She looked at herself once again. Then quickly pulled the pins out of her hair, letting it fall loose around her shoulders. She pulled her brush through it until it was a soft curly mass. She didn't really know very much about make-up, but put on a little lipstick which looked all right in the mirror.
The doorbell rang. Just in time, she thought. She looked one more time in the mirror, then raced downstairs. "Hi." she whispered, opening the door to Mike. He blinked, then his eyes opened wide, and his jaw dropped. "Holy Christ." he said. Then he recovered, or at least, tried to.
"Hi! Laura! Uh ... You look beautiful! Fabulous in fact!"
She blushed in response.
THREE
Mike Stared at her in astonishment. Holy Fucking Christ! he thought. This was Laura? How had he never noticed before?! How had he never noticed those breasts before? He swallowed to clear his throat. "You sure look ... different!" he gasped.
She nodded and smiled, not sure what to answer to that. "What movie are we seeing?" she asked. He had been going to take her to a Disney feature at the Belmont. He immediately changed that to a sexy new romance at the Hollywood Drive-In.
He ushered her out the door, closing it behind her. His eyes locked onto her ass as she walked ahead of him, marveling in the perfect shape of it beneath the clinging material. He rushed ahead to open the car door for her.
Now calm down, he told himself. She's still the Mouse. It's gonna take a lot of effort to get anything but a peck on the cheek from her no matter what she looks like.
Laura felt her pussy heating up as she slid into the car. A Drive-In! She'd never been to a Drive-In before! She wondered if Mike would try anything there. What if he made a pass at her! ? She felt her breasts swelling at the thought.
Mike settled back as the movie came on. He kept glancing at Laura out of the corner of his eye, seeing how she was taking things. She didn't seem to be freaking too much. She seemed like a kid out on a lark, showing more animation tonight than she had in the last year he'd known her.
He put his arm up along the back of the seat behind her, careful not to actually touch her yet. He had little hope that he would be successful in anything tonight, but his patience had taken a sharp downturn when he'd gotten a look at her. It was one thing to wait a few weeks to win a bet and show those ass-holes at work, but another to wait that long to get into this gorgeous piece of pussy meat sitting beside him.
As the movie played on he gradually lowered his arm until it rested on her shoulders. She seemed to take no notice. He was relieved at that, he'd been half afraid she'd scream and run. He left his arm there for a while, before stroking her shoulders and upper arms very, very, very slowly and softly.
Again there was no resistance or acknowledgement. She must really like this fucking movie, he thought. Oh well, here goes nothing. His hand moved further down her arm, and then stroked around the front of her arm, brushing and pressing against the side of her right breast.
He was touching her breast!! Laura had to clench her teeth to keep from crying out in happiness. Her pussy was bubbling and boiling with tension and lust as her breast felt a man's hand for the first time. She held her breath as the back of his hand slid up and down across the side of her breast.
Her skin flushed in both embarrassment and excitement. She waited, controlling her body only with massive concentration and willpower. Then she felt his hand turn around and cup her breast fully. She trembled, the girl juices flooding into her cunt pit.
He squeezed her breast lightly, tenderly, so as not to scare her. She did nothing. There was no reaction at all! What the fuck was going on?! he wondered. The movie can't be that fucking good! He squeezed her breast tighter, applying more pressure to firmly knead the fleshy material. His fingers squeezed deep indentations in her dress top as he squeezed them repeatedly.
Still nothing! He brought his other hand up and moved it directly onto her left breast, squeezing it as well, and still Laura pretended he wasn't even in the car with her. Then suddenly ...
Laura clamped down desperately, but it was useless, hopeless. The emotional and physical tide of sensuous erotic sensations rippled up and down her body and she threw her head back over the seat, arched her back and moaned low in her throat. She humped her crotch against the seat as bells clamored behind her eyes, sending blinding waves of pleasure through her.
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!! ! ! She's cumming!! The Fucking Bitch had just had a Fucking ORGASM!! ! ! ! He stared at her in absolute astonishment. He couldn't believe it, not even with the evidence right in front of him. He hadn't even gotten around to kissing her yet!!
Well he could sure change that! His mouth quickly pressed against hers, his tongue jamming past her lips and into her mouth as his hands continued to squash and squeeze her swollen tit orbs. She didn't resist at all. He slid a hand down over her belly and onto her leg beneath the skirt.
The hand slid upward, pushing the skirt higher, feeling and stroking the smoothness of her leg beneath the silk stocking. He passed the stocking and onto bare leg. A fucking garter belt! he thought, astounded by the idea. His hand moved upward and encountered her panty covered crotch.
He could feel her heat and moisture through the sopping panty. He rubbed his finger up and down her slit through the panty and she arched her back again and came once more. The girl was some kind of fucking Nympho!! !
Laura nearly screamed when she felt his hand touch her pussy. When his finger flickered over her rock hard clitty she came helplessly. Her hands slammed down onto his, pushing it against her crotch and humping against it with fast fucking, rutting movements.
Mike jerked her down on her panties, actually tearing the thin string and ripping the things off her body. His bulging eyes stared at her lewdly exposed crotch, and his astonishment went up another notch. She had no pussy hair!
He pulled back, staring at the girl he'd thought he'd practically have to rape. Laura was still humping slightly, her head thrown backwards. Little sighs came from between her parted lips as she recovered form her second cum in five minutes.
His boner was like concrete in his pants, heavy and hard, pressing demandingly against the front of his pants. The idea that Laura would be a placid little charity fuck had long since disappeared.
His hands pulled down the zipper in the back of her dress and jerked the front of the dress down revealing her bra-encased tits. He jerked them loose then, showing her more than ample tit flesh, now swollen and hard, her pink nipples jutting out firmly.
He moaned and fastened his mouth to her left nipple, sucking fiercely as his hands slid under her crotch and squeezed. He slid his fingers up and down her bald little pussy mound, his erection threatening to blow from the mere feel of her bare muff-less slit. HE hadn't fucked a bald cunt since he'd done Amy Ross, the eleven year old he'd lost his virginity to when he was thirteen.
His hands tore at his belt and jerked down his pants. He shoved Laura over onto her back, and the unresisting girl spread her legs apart as he fell between them. His rigid cock pole pressed against her abdomen until his hand grasped it and pressed it against her cuntslit.
Then he felt her hole and pushed down. His cock pushed deep into her cuntpit, her resilient elastic flesh closing tightly around it as her fuck-hole sucked his prong in deeper and her muscles milked and squeezed his shaft.
Laura lay back and spread her legs wide apart. Oh Yes!! She moaned to herself. It was mortifying to let a man see her like this let alone touch her, but she couldn't help herself. She loved it. She needed it!! Fuck Me! Fuck the Shit out of Me! she thought. She felt his cockhead against her slit, a real cock filled with Semen! she thought. Not plastic or Rubber or fingers, but a real man's cock!
Then it forced her pussy lips aside and thrust into her. She felt the hard, yet soft head sliding down through her cunt tunnel, down, down and into her it went. She could feel the cockhead move up into her belly and lodge against her cervix. It mashed against it, not as the unyielding rubber and plastic cocks she'd used had, but with a strange, pleasurable kind of naturalness.
Mike lay atop her, his mouth moving against her face and neck, his hands caressing the skin of her shoulders and sides, cupping and squeezing her sensitive titties and nipples. His body pressed down onto hers, his suit jacket roughly moving over her tender breasts as he began humping into her.
OH YES! she thought. I'M GETTING FUCKED!! ! She gargled in wondrous delight as Mike's penis thrust in and out of her cunthole. A fuck pit that had never felt anything but artificial instruments down deep, rejoiced and luxuriated in the sensations of a hard driving cock churning inside it.
Laura spread her legs as wide as she could, wanting Mike to fuck her hard and deep. Her right foot was up on the dashboard while her left was on the back of the seat. She humped back up at Mike, shoving her steaming slit up against his downward thrusts.
Each time his prong rammed into her she grunted and then gurgled with delight. Then she came again, bucking and shuddering beneath him as his pistoning fuck tool moved within her guts.
Her entire awareness centered around her thin cuntslit. She felt his fat meaty head sliding up and down, up and down, up and down inside her. Felt the tiny veins on his cockshaft as it slid and rubbed against her cunt lips and clitty, felt his fat, swollen balls as they slapped and bounced against her ass cheeks.
She came again, her pussy spasming and rippling with a huge surging tide of ecstatic sexual fire. A mad clamor of joy and bliss filled her mind as her body trembled and twitched repeatedly, it's every nerve ending screaming in orgiastic pleasure.
She was impaled by his cock, reamed, skewered, FUCKED! Drool ran down the side of her face as her mouth gargled and groaned deliriously. When Mike grabbed her feet and she felt his hot hard fingers close tightly around her ankles, her cum magnified, it was a partial bondage, a new stimuli.
She quivered and shook as he forced her ankles up and back and started ripping his cock in and out of her in furious pounding, hammering thrusts. He drove his cock so far into her that she thought she could feel it up in her womb and her belly rippled with searing pangs of pain and ecstasy.
She felt degraded and demeaned by her tightly-squashed position, and how utterly open and obvious to his eyes her most private place was. She could actually see his cock now as it plunged up and down between her legs. Her eyes stared wondrously as his fat bloated organ moved in and out of her slit, disappearing completely as his hips ground into her crotch.
Mike fucked his prong into her tight velvety soft cunt hole with desperate speed. He had been fighting back his orgasm since he'd first felt her soft pulpy cunt-mound, and now he was fighting a losing battle. Her almost continuously spasming pussy was threatening to squeeze the blood right out of his dick.
His hips cracked into her buttocks, his balls slapped and slapped between her ass cheeks and his shaft made sucking wet noises as it pistoned and pumped in her hole.
Then he came. It was a glorious cum. He felt his juice spurting out furiously, felt each individual wad of semen as his prickhead gave repeated joyful explosions of spurting white seed.
Laura felt his cum spray against her womb as his cock spit out wad after wad. She gasped and trembled in happy satisfaction. At last her pussy was drinking the cum it had wanted for so long. Her body shuddered and gave a final climactic burst of pleasure before she went limp in exhaustion.
*****
"Yeah sure."
"It's true!"
"Oh Right! She's a raging nympho." Joey laughed. He and Dave looked over at the demure woman staring at her computer screen and then back at Mike.
"If you want our money you're gonna have to come up with a better story than that." Dave said.
"Yeah. We said pictures. That's the only way we'd believe a story like that." Joey added.
"I know she doesn't look like it, but it's true, she's a fucking Nympho!" Mike insisted. The other two laughed and walked away, leaving him glaring at their backs.
He went over to Laura and smiled at her. "How about going out again tonight?" he grinned. She didn't look up at him.
"I ... I can't." she whispered.
"How come?"
"I ... I ... I ... just ... can't. I'm ... uh ... busy." she stuttered. She still didn't look up at him, but he could see her skin was dark red. What was with this little whore? he wondered.
In truth Laura was horribly embarrassed. Overcome by her sexual passion, she'd been helpless to respond to him any other way than she had, and in fact would do so again, but now in the cold light of morning, the remembrance of what she'd done with him, what he'd done to her, what he'd seen and heard, mortified her.
"You're a really weird girl." he snapped, walking away. She wanted to call after him, tell him how much she'd enjoyed their lovemaking, but she couldn't. She stared at the screen but saw nothing on it but his raging cock sliding in and out of her bare little cunt gash.
*****
That evening she worked desperately on her fucking machine. The difference between fucking herself with something and getting fucked had just been demonstrated to her for the first time. She'd discovered it was far better to be fucked.
She twisted one more bolt on the machine and stood back panting with effort. Now maybe it would work. She threw the switch and the little round rod slid slowly out of the tube. It moved out six inches then slid slowly back.
She watched it for a minute then turned the knob, the speed increased, the little rod sliding out and back every two seconds, then as she turned the knob further it was ever second. I (out-in), 2 (out-in), 3 (out-in), 4 (out-in).
She licked her lips as she saw the rod moving smoothly up and down. She turned another knob and the rod came out further, sliding eight inches out of the tube, then ten, then twelve, then fourteen. The rod pistoned up and down easily, until she turned it off and then the rod slowed and slid back into the tube.
She picked up her biggest dildo. It was rubberized and had the texture of a human cock. She pushed one of the gears on the machine to bring the rod out and then slid the thick thing over the end of the rod. It was a very tight fit and she had to shove and twist on the dildo to get it on.
She turned it on again and the dildo started pumping up and down smoothly. Her pussy started to heat up as she saw the dildo moving. She had to try it now!
She jerked on the controlling lever, twisting the pipe like tube down, angling it sideways instead of up and down. Now the dildo slide back and forth horizontally.
She turned it to it's lowest setting and then knelt naked in front of it. The dildo didn't quite reach her pussy mound so she had to slowly edge backward, pushing her slit closer and closer until she felt the rubber cockhead hit her slit dead on at it's furthest extension.
She edged backwards several inches, gritting her teeth in apprehension. The rubber cock slid out of the tube and moved forward, then banged into her cunt-mound, shoving her forward. She cursed and changed her position, lowering her slit. The next time it moved forward it hit her slit dead on and moved a good two inches into her cunthole.
She jammed herself on the dildo, jerking her body backwards, following the dildo as it slid back. She moved far enough back that the dildo head just barely left her cunt lips before moving forward again. This time it fucked six inches deep into her slimy wet fuck tunnel.
Laura shivered in delight, pushing her ass back to meet the fucking dildo. She knelt there, shivering with pleasure as the dildo fucked in and out of her runny cunt. She could feel her juices dribbling out of her bald cuntslit each time the rubberized cock withdrew.
She tried to turn and grab for the knob but couldn't reach it. She raised her right leg so it was straight out behind her and reached for the knob. The dildo slid back into her as she did that and she almost fell over as she felt her clitty press hard against the shaft.
She clutched the knob with her toes and twisted it. On the next out-stroke the dildo moved a good ten inches into the sweating girl's cunt tube. She groaned aloud, hanging her head down and kneeling still as the rubber cock moved back and forth inside her.
She moved her foot back and adjusted the other knob and the dildo started moving faster and faster, pumping inside her like a butter churn. Her eyes narrowed to thin slits as she panted and gasped for breath and steaming waves of sensuous pleasure rolled over her.
"Oh yes! Oh Yes! Fuck Me!" she gasped to the room. She jerked her ass back against the fucking rutting plunges of the dildo, reveling in the idea that she was being royally screwed by someone. It felt so delicious that dildo, fucking into her like that.
Her cunt rippled and spasmed as she came, her shoulders pressed into the concrete floor and her arms came under her and clutched her belly tightly.
When her come started to subside she slowly edged forward, pulling her sopping cunt away from the pumping dildo. She lay on the floor for a few minutes recovering then staggered to her feet.
*****
Mike knocked on the door again. Still she didn't answer. He wondered if she was out fucking someone else. Who would have believed yesterday that Laura was capable of something like that. He would have taken any bet that she was a virgin, but Jesus, what a surprise!
He rang the bell insistently. She'd told him yesterday that she almost never went out. He wanted another piece of her ass, and he'd brought a little Polaroid to get proof for his bet.
He stepped oft the front stoop and went around to the window, trying to look inside. The drapes were drawn though. He looked around, and saw nobody watching so he eased around to the side of the house, then around back. The back door was locked too.
*****
Laura snapped the other cuff around her wrist and took a deep breath. Everything was ready, and the fucking machine, she'd called it Mike, was sitting right under were she would be hanging, it's rod pointed upward once more.
This time she'd attached the two long wires that were the remote controls to the machine. Each black wire ended in a little rectangular box just like those that controlled slide projectors. There was two buttons on each box, one for more and one for less. She hung the wires over the shelf so the boxes were right by where her right and left hands would be.
She climbed up into position, clicking her ankle cuffs into place, then her wrist cuffs, and finally shoving the weights off the lower shelves so they jerked on her legs. She groaned as the weight pulled on her spine, stretching her out with great force.
The two controls were in the palms of both hands but she ignored them for a moment, wanting to enjoy the simple luxury of being bound spread-eagled like this.
After several minutes, she thumbed the switch that activated the pumping dildo. The tube was only two inches below her crotch and as the dildo came slowly up, she shifted her groin slightly so it entered her pussy. It felt so wonderful sliding up into her she almost came immediately.
She pushed the button several times, getting the dildo up to twelve inches, then fourteen. Since she was two inches from the end of the rod that meant that twelve full inches of rubber cock were fucking slowly up into her belly. Her face was red with excitement, and her flesh felt alive and electric.
She closed her eyes, imaging torture and rape, hanging limply by her cuffs as the dildo slid up and down in her cunt hole.
Then she thumbed the other control and the dildo started to move faster.
*****
He still couldn't see anything. He jumped down off the barrel in disgust. He was sure she was in there somewhere. Then his eyes spotted the lighted basement windows. Maybe he could get in there.
It would technically be breaking and entering but he knew she wouldn't mind.
He knelt by the window. It was tightly closed but made of cheap thin glass. He was able to slowly slide one of the panels across. There was no screen. He pushed his hand in cautiously, pulling the curtains aside.
At first all he saw were shelves and boxes. He turned and looked across the room. There was something, no, someone, moving there. His eyes opened in excitement as he realized he was looking at naked pink skin. What was going on? She was behind a shelf, and didn't seem to be moving very much.
Then he heard her groan. It was a familiar groan. He'd heard it last night. He stared raptly, but couldn't see what she was doing. Her moans increased, grew louder.
Jesus, he thought. He pushed the curtains all the way aside and thrust his arm in. He unfastened the catch and the whole window pushed inward. It was just above a washing machine he saw. He slid downward, trying to reach the top of the washer with his hands.
Slowly he lowered himself. When his belly was slid over the edge of the window and his hips were just starting to, he felt himself overbalanced and started to slide uncontrolled. Fortunately his fingers felt the top of the machine and held him in place so he could control his entry.
At last he crouched atop the machine. Now he could see between the shelves. It looked like Laura was standing on one. Her feet seemed to be a couple of feet off the floor. He got down off the machine and quietly worked his way around the shelf. He could hear her groans and panting whimpers much better now, and in addition he could hear the chuffing of some kind of machine.
He moved around behind the water heater, and then around the furnace. He peered around the furnace. He was right in front of Laura now and his eyes bulged in shock at what he saw.
Laura was hanging by her wrists, her ankles also confined in padded leather. There was a machine beneath her and a long fake cock was moving up and down, the end sliding in and out of her cunt slit.
As he watched in awe, the woman started to shake and writhe in her bonds. She shuddered and twisted, her head bobbing and shaking, her tits bouncing in time. Christ what tits! He hadn't really seen them yesterday in the darkened car. What a fucking body, in fact!
Her blonde hair was flung from side to side as her head shook frantically, then she threw her head way back and gave a mighty shudder, she pulled on her legs and arms so her tendons stood out, she cried out in a sudden sharp audible release of ecstasy and then her body relaxed and she hung limply.
He crouched behind the furnace watching, suddenly aware that he'd cum in his pants. He could feel the stickiness against his skin as he stared at the blonde with astounded eyes.
Laura started to sway in her bonds, started to hump her crotch in and out once more. The machine continued to send the dildo sliding up and down in her cunt tube with long irresistible strokes.
He got up and stepped forward.
FOUR
Laura didn't even notice him as he moved up to within a few feet of her. She hung, spread-eagled before him as his eyes stared at the intersection of her moist, warm crotch hole and the pumping cock moving up and down.
His jaw hung open as he eyed the strange contraption of gears and pistons. Then his eyes swung back to that pumping rubber cock moving up and down, up and down, up and down.
Laura still hadn't noticed him, her eyes tightly closed, her head thrown back, she continued to tremble, long, intense shudders traveling through her body. He looked down at the machine again, saw the two round knobs at the top. He wanted to stop it so he turned one.
The machine whirred in a higher pitch and the pumping cock increased it's speed as the astonished man watched. It pumped with the regularity of a chugging steam locomotive, rising and falling, driving the rubber prong up and down in Laura's slit.
He twisted the dial more, fascinated by the machinery. The dildo moved faster yet, pistoning furiously in and out of the shivering blonde, who only now began to notice the difference in speed.
She half opened her eyelids, gazing at him through bleary eyes. He turned the dial further. Now the dildo was fucking in and out of the woman with incredible speed. Laura seemed to realize he was there for the first time and opened her mouth to speak.
Then he turned the other dial. He didn't notice any difference at first, but Laura gave a startled gasp, and writhed in her bonds, her belly jerking upward. He turned the dial further, and then realized that though the dildo was moving with the same speed, more of it was coming out of the tube on the machine than before. He wondered just how high, how long the thing was.
Laura's cunt seemed to be burning up. The dildo was ripping in and out of her with blinding speed, and now the thing was going further, higher, deeper into her than anything she'd ever taken before. She had had it set so ten inches would fuck into her, now she had twelve.
Her entire lower body buzzed and burned with sexual heat, the rubber dick fucking up into her with deep furious strokes. Then Mike turned the dial again. Thirteen, then fourteen inches of fat rubber girl fucker were now thrusting, skewering up into her abdomen. She could feel the blunt, soft head of the rubber dong pushing right past her cervix and into her very womb as the machine continued it's mad furious fucking.
She tried, with the last shred of her mental control, to signal Mike, to get him to turn it off. But then she flashed into a mind numbing orgasm, an orgasm that blew her swollen, battered mind into oblivion. She could think nothing, say nothing, she could only respond.
Mike watched the blonde writhe and twist in her bonds. Her head jerked up and down, going far back and then shooting forward so her chin almost banged into her chest. Her fists clenched and unclenched, and her legs jerked, pulling upward, dragging the attached weights a good foot, then jerking back down under the weights pull.
A long low moan of ecstatic delight blew through her trembling lips as her muscles twitched and burned under the orgasms fiery jolts of pleasure. Her crotch was afire from the rapid fire fucking of the mindless machine.
Mike watched her with awe, his cock rapidly enlarging once more. He bent down and put his head within inches of Laura's crotch hole, watching intently the entry and exit of the churning, pumping cock-rod. Then he suddenly straightened. What an opportunity! he thought.
He pulled out his Polaroid and stepped back. He focused on Laura and the machine, wanting both in the picture, then he snapped, and snapped again. He moved forward, getting close-ups of Laura's face, her tits, her crotch with the dildo moving so blurringly fast into her. He shot until he ran out of film, and all the while the blonde jerked against the bonds like she was in the midst of a seizure.
His cock was rock hard. He turned the two dials all the way down and the dildo slowed, then stopped, retreating back into the rod on top of the machine. He pulled the machine back away from Laura, who continued to writhe and shake.
Then he moved against her. Even with her toes a couple of feet off the floor he still looked down on her. He lowered his mouth onto her breast, kissing fiercely, sucking in a huge mouthful of tit meat and chewing on it.
Laura continued to twitch and shiver as he moved his lips over her nipple. It was hard as a rock and stood out a good half inch from her swollen round tit mounds. He slid his lips around it and suckled like a babe.
Gradually Laura started to calm down. Even as Mike suckled on her breasts, and slid his hands caressingly across the surface of her hot, perspiring skin, her breathing began to ease, until finally she hung limp in the bonds, her eyes closed, her mouth hanging slackly open.
His hands cupped her buttocks, loving the feel of them, the firmness, and tautness of flesh and muscle as the were spread wide by her bonds. He pulled out his organ and held the hot, hard member against her drooling pussy slit.
Oh You Hot Slut! he thought wondrously as he pushed upward, driving his cock into her recently plowed fuck hole. His long fat dong slid easily up into her despite the awkward position. His hands clamped down around her ass cheeks as he fucked up and down inside her.
He wasn't even sure if she were conscious, though at this point he didn't really care much. All he really wanted to do was get his rocks off in this hot, slutty girl. Her skin seemed to burn his as he pressed himself against her, shoving his cock as high inside her as he could get it.
Laura's head came up and her eyes seemed to open briefly and stare dully at him. Then they rolled back in her head which dropped down limply. Mike didn't care. He continued to fuck and rut up into her until his cock spewed out a long continuous stream of hot white cum seeds.
Finally, he staggered back, almost tripping over the machine. His chest heaved as he sought to regain his breath. He couldn't remember when he'd been more excited, more stimulated during a fuck. He watched Laura hanging there, and a lump grew in his throat, then his cock began to grow again.
He thought then of Joey and Dave. They'd never believe him, even with the Polaroids. Video! He needed a video tape of him fucking the hot little blonde! He remembered Laura mentioning she had one the other day and raced upstairs, naked below the waist.
He scurried through the living room and then up the next set of stairs, figuring she would probably keep it in her bedroom.
He hurried into her bedroom, his dick not drooping at all as he flung open the closet doors, searching for the camera. It wasn't on the top shelf, and as he checked, not on the lower one or the floor either. He cursed and hurried over to a chest of drawers.
The first contained at least a dozen different dildos and vibrators. He picked up one of the later and examined it, startled as it started buzzing in his hands.
He closed the drawer and opened the next. His eyes widened as he beheld an array of leather goods including numerous handcuffs and belts, and several long riding crops. There were also ball gags, hoods, and a strange kind of leather bra that had no cups, but was meant to squeeze tightly around a woman's breasts yet leave them free.
Cripes this girl was a freak! He held one of the crops in his hands which suddenly began to shake. Did she ... did she really like to be hit ... with this!! ? Holy Shit!
He envisioned the crop slicing through the air, smacking against her delightful round buttocks and his cock bobbed up excitedly. He'd never given any real thoughts to that kind of thing before, but ...
*****
Laura groaned as she came back to life. She shook her head exhaustedly and tried to lift it. She was terribly weak, and her pussy seemed to itch and throb as if from a burn. Her shoulders ached, and the muscles in her thighs were practically numb with the length of her stretched out position.
She suddenly realized she'd dropped the remote controls, but that didn't matter. The machine was off. Then she stared at it. What was it doing back there!? Then she remembered seeing Mike. Her mind suddenly screamed with the remembrance. and she looked franticly around.
There was no sign of him, hut she knew he was here. Her entire body reddened as she groaned in horrified embarrassment. What he must have seen!! ! She pulled desperately at the weights holding her ankles down, wanting to get herself down before he returned from wherever he'd gone.
Then she heard footsteps on the stairs leading from the second floor. She jerked franticly up with her weakened leg muscles, succeeding finally in pulling one of the weights back onto the shelf. She heard his footsteps overhead, and pulled up furiously with her other leg. Then his feet sounded on the basement stares.
She was almost successful in pulling up the second weight when Mike appeared before her. She lost control of her muscles and the leg jerked down again as the weight fell to it's full limit. She stared at him in mortified terror, her hands jerking on the bonds holding them as she sought reflexively to cover herself.
"Don't tell me you were trying to come down?" he grinned excitedly. He shoved the other weight, the one she'd gotten onto the shelf and it tumbled over the edge, tearing Laura's leg back wide apart.
She couldn't say anything. She couldn't speak. She stared at him in fear and humiliation as his eyes roamed over her body. She didn't even notice his huge red erection sticking out from his crotch, so intent was she on those smirking eyes and her own embarrassment.
"You got a hell of a pair of tits Laura." he sighed. "I wonder why I never noticed before. They never looked so big in those rotten old grannie clothes you're always wearing, but now ... " his eyes stared admiringly at the rounded orbs jutting firmly out from her chest.
He shook his head. "Jesus is it ever something watching you cum." he said. Laura hung her head in shame. "Hey ... No reason to get embarrassed. I like a girl who-likes a good solid fuck. I never knew one that built themselves a machine to do it though." he stared at the machine for a few seconds.
"I found these upstairs." he said. Laura slowly lifted her head, her eyes looking bleakly at him and the bag he held. He dumped it on the floor in front of her and she groaned in renewed humiliation at the array of dildos and leather goods there.
Mike leaned down and picked up one of the riding crops and moved closer to her. "Wouldn't have guessed in a million years you were into this stuff." he sighed. He touched her the crop to her breast just beneath her right nipple with the tip of the crop, and then flicked upward, bringing a startled yelp from her.
He pushed the crop between her legs and sawed it back and forth against the underside of her crotch. He rasped it against her pussy forcefully, digging the long length of the crop up between her pussy lips and rubbing it in and out.
Still Laura said nothing. What could she say?! "You are the sluttiest woman I ever knew in my life." he said intensely. Laura burned with shame and embarrassment. He moved to one side, sliding the crop up across her straining belly and between her two jutting mamillaries.
"Hot and horny." he sighed. He sawed the crop back and forth against the underside of her breast, shoving the crop deep into her tit meat. "You want me to hit you with this?" he asked. He was trying to make his voice casual, but it came out intensely excited.
He moved around behind her, having to step across one of her ankles which was tied to one of the shelves. He stood behind her, looking at her smooth white form from the other side. Her buttocks were pulled wide and her shoulder muscles bulged as she hung there.
He slid his hand along her ass cheek, marveling in how soft it was. Her skin had gotten cold since he'd fucked her, but it had lost none of it's velvety smoothness. "Maybe you want me to whip your ass?! " he whispered.
He squeezed her buttocks, digging his fingers deep into the malleable tlesh. His cock pulsed with the thought of smacking that silky flesh with the crop, he slapped his hand sharply against her ass and
Laura yelped in pain, her hips shooting forward away from him.
"You like that slut?" he panted excitedly. He certainly had. He'd read about stuff like this but never dared even bring it into conversation with the girls he'd fucked. His hand stroked along her spine, feeling the bumps beneath the skin until his fingers were around the back of her neck.
Then he grabbed a handful of long tangled blonde hair and pulled back, jerking Laura's head way back. He pressed his mouth against her, his tongue seeking her throat, licking, then sucking as his lips closed, locked.
Laura trembled against him. Her body was aglow with both terror and excitement. Intense sexual longing began to edge up against the mortification and embarrassment she felt at being found out. Mike had called her names, as she'd thought, but he hadn't just stomped away, no, instead he'd stayed, and maybe ...
She pushed her buttocks back gently, grinding them into his crotch. It was only then she felt his naked, and steel hard erection as it rubbed between her buttocks.
His hands came around her and cupped and squeezed her breasts tightly. In the car he'd held back, now ... He tore at her breasts, his fingers digging deep furrows, his hands twisting the tender meat around, shoving the two tits together and then ripping them apart.
Laura groaned as her breasts were manhandled as never before. Her nipples sparkled and sizzled with desire as Mike abused the sensitive little nubs. He gripped them between his fingers and twisted them fully around in circles, then pulled them out so hard her breasts were compressed into thin cones of meat.
He let go of her tits and then she felt his cockhead pushed insistently against her anus. Her eyes opened wide and she groaned anew. The idea of being sodomized like this, by a man, made her pussy burn and then flare into an intense burning cum.
She rutted her hips back and forth as much as she could as Mike shoved his groin into her buttocks and rammed his rounded cock up into her rectum. She felt the hot throbbing organ tear up into her behind with one mighty thrust, shoving past her crinkled entrance and deep into her belly until his balls were resting against her.
"Oh Fuck your ass-hole feels tight!" he gasped. "It sucks like a mouth!" He jerked his cock back down, then lunged forward, driving it fully into her anus once more. Laura gasped at the renewed penetration. Her ass-hole was crammed to overflowing with warm man-meat and she reveled in it.
She felt degraded, and used, slutty and immoral. She humped her ass back against him, rubbing her buttocks against his belly. "You Hot Cunt!" he growled, stabbing his cock up into her with short but brutally hard thrusts.
Laura was jerked forward and back repeatedly as Mike hammered his hips into her defenseless as cheeks. His hands roamed up and down her body, squeezing, stroking, fondling, her tits, her belly, her hair. He slid his hand down between her legs and cupped her pussy mound, then squeezed her clitty.
He twisted the little man, then rubbed his fingers up and down over it as he humped his cock into her. "Yeah! Yeah! Oh Yeah!" he gasped as his cock rutted into her ass-hole. "Take it Slut! Take my cock up your slutty little ass-hole!! "
He slammed his hips against her so hard that her legs pulled up on the weights as she was shoved forward. His hand slid into her hair, pulling her head up and back again, jerking on it painfully, wanting to hurt her, to bring a reaction.
His arm slid around her waist, jerking her back against him as he reamed out her tight little anus. He heard her cries of pain and they seemed to make his cock swell even larger as it pumped inside her.
Laura's body was bowed forward, her arms and legs spread wide and jerked back behind her as her body was shoved forward by the intensity of the body pounding and hammering against hers. She wondered if her legs and arms would be torn off, or whether the leather cuffs would rupture and fall apart.
Mike's entire body slammed into her back and buttocks with the force of a hurling football tackle, bruising her with it's mindless animal like force. She squealed and sobbed in delirious confusion and fear. She could not see anything, could only feel his body slam into her over and over, hear his gasping breath behind her.
Then he stabbed his cock fully into her and held it there. He rammed himself against her, seemingly trying to shove his entire lower body up into her ass-hole, pushing her forward, driving his cockhead up into her bowels as sperm erupted from the tiny single hole and splashed about inside her guts.
"Drink it! D ... Drink my cum! Suck it up your ass-hole!" he gasped. He lunged forward, ignoring the way he was stretching the girl even tighter against her bonds, ignoring the feeble gasps and groans of pain in his desperate desire to get every single last piece of fuckmeat up that tight little ass-hole.
Laura came again, her ass-hole squeezing and spasming around his spurting cock, sucking out the last drops of cum juices and threatening to tear his cock off. She shuddered against him, her arms and legs too tightly locked to move an inch, her rigid body unable to do more than shiver and shudder helplessly under the sexual onslaught.
At last he pulled his softening penis out of the tight confines of her anus and almost fell backwards against the wall. His eyes stared exhaustedly at her as he regained her breath. He hadn't fucked a girl up the ass in almost a year. Most of them refused to let him.
Laura hung there, her body shuddering as she drew in great breaths of air. His eyes traveled to the crop he'd dropped on the floor. As if in a trance he moved forward again, bent, and picked it up. It felt hard, yet flexible in his hands.
Again he stared at those twin ass cheeks. They seemed to beckon him, encourage him. He'd never done anything like this before but the thought almost made him tremble with excitement.
He raised the crop, wondering how hard ... There was a whirring sound as it moved downward, and then hardly a loud noise, more like a gently slap as it hit her twin cheeks, pushing deep into her soft white flesh, separating the twin cheeks, cutting them in half horizontally.
Laura screamed, her hips shooting forward as pain lanced into her. Her ass burned with raging fire as the agony seared through her belly for long seconds before retreating, leaving behind a dull smarting ache.
And yet, he thought, he'd hardly used any force at all. Laura was trembling, her ass dancing and shaking. He stared at the smooth red line that cut across her ass, his cock hardening yet again. "N ...
N ... Noooo!" she gritted.
As if on it's own, his hand raised again, then whirled down, the crop slapping down across her buttocks only an inch above the red line.
Again Laura shrieked, her back arching as her hips shot forward. She fought against the bindings holding her, her body thrashing wildly. "Stop!" she begged him, weeping with horror and pain. Never had she envisioned this level of pain. Her ass burned with a terrible pain that nearly drove the breath from her.
Yet she heard the crop whirl through the air again. She bit down, gritting her teeth against the impending impact, and then screamed anyway, pain lancing through her with a terrible irresistible force. How wrong she'd been! She never thought it would hurt so ...
The crop slashed against her buttocks again, sending the blonde into a shrieking convulsion, her body twisting and shaking.
Mike's eyes bulged as he watched the blonde jerk against the blows. He stared at the four long ugly red lines across her buttocks, and raised the crop again.
Laura felt the impact against her back first as a kind of slap, as if someone had patted her hard, then came the searing wave of pain that burst and roared through her mind. Her body was thrown forward by the impact, only to be hurled buck by her elastic bonds.
The crop whipped down again, down against the upturned edge of her right buttock, then the left, then both, then lower, then higher. Laura howled and screamed as her body was overwhelmed by the pain. Her back and buttocks seemed one long burning sore, and she imagined the blood pouring down her, dripping onto the floor.
The sound of the crop slapping against her soft skin drove Mike's excitement higher and higher. He grunted with the effort as his arm shot out and the crop slashed down across Laura's buttocks. Now he was whipping her with all his force, he couldn't stop himself.
Again and again he lashed and swung the crop against the screaming blonde girl, reveling in each scream and howl. He whipped it against ever inch of skin. Wherever there was no red welt, he aimed the crop, slicing it into soft skin until the whiteness disappeared and Laura's body was crisscrossed with dark red lines.
Never had he been so excited. The intensity of it surrounded his body, blocking of all feelings of remorse or thoughts or cares for the wretched blonde hanging before him. All he wanted to do was keep slamming the crop against her as hard as he could.
Again the crop lashed down against her buttocks, against sending a fresh burst of pain into her shuddering system. It seemed somehow less this time, and peaked sooner, dropping back into the long, deep throbbing of her other wounds almost without notice.
Again the crop slashed against her ass, and this time it seemed even weaker, yet the force still threw her forward against her bindings. Again, and then again, the crop hit her, the pain barely rising above the continuous throbbing burn of her many welts.
A strange kind of peace settled over her, the kind of peace that you get after a terrible pain retreats. The throbbing was still there. Her entire back seemed to pulse with a deep heat, yet each new jolt from the crop did little but slap against her, bringing no pain at all.
She groaned dreamily, glad of the pain's retreat. Her consciousness dimmed, she seemed to black out for a moment, then suddenly the heat in her buttocks and back, sunk into her, possessed her, enveloped her. It strangled the breath out of her, and then ... she came.
All the cums before were as nothing compared to it. Even her first fucking by Mike the other night was nothing. This orgasm screamed through her system as nothing ever had before, rising higher and higher, rippling through muscles and bones, . and possessing her every nerve and fibre.
Her body went absolutely rigid against the bonds. Her mind under a furious crackling electric storm of ecstatic pleasure. Her tongue seemed to swell in her mouth, blocking her throat. Her eyes bulged, threatening to pop out of their sockets.
Her senses were burned, ruptured. Nerve endings snapped and sizzled, then died under the terrible flood of sensations. Her body began to dance and shake and tremble. Convulsions racked her as blinding burning whirlwinds of tearing ecstasy ripped through her mind.
They hammered into her, starbursts, thunderbolts, ripping stabbing sensations of powerful jolting orgasms that pounded into her like physical blows, slamming into her gut, her chest, her back, fists of white hot sexual explosions punched into her crotch from every direction.
It was all too much for the little blonde and her mind was driven into a deep dark hole as she dropped lifeless against her ropes.
Mike dropped the crop, his chest heaving, his shirt and jacket soaking with sweat. His cock was soft again. He'd cum, even without realizing it. His cum had spurted out of his cockhead and shot against Laura's back and buttocks, dribbling down her legs to the floor.
My God! he thought. My Good God!! Laura's ass-hole gaped open, distended by his furious sodomy. Her back was a maze of angry red welts that seemed to cover her from the neck down to the backs of her knees.
Yet rather than feeling remorse at the sight, all he felt was a desperate excitement.
FIVE
When Laura slowly regained consciousness, she could see the sun shining in through the drawn curtains. She was in her room, in her bed, where she should be. Then the events of last night began to surface in her mind. She became aware of a dull throbbing ache from her back and reached a hand there. Her fingers came back sticky and for a moment she was afraid she had really been cut up by the riding crop, then she realized the stickiness was some kind of salve.
She rolled over, trying to remember exactly what had happened. The last she could remember was when Mike was whipping her with the riding crop. What had happened then, and how she'd gotten up here, was a mystery.
Then she looked at the sunlight shining bright outside her curtains and her eyes went wide. She swung her head around and looked at the clock by her bed. It read 10:30. "Oh Shit!" she cried, sitting up. She gasped with sudden pain as her weight came down on her aching buttocks.
She stood up, her legs shaky at first, but then firm. She moved across the room to the big mirror on her wall and turned, examining herself. There was a bright sheen from the sticky stuff on her. Mike must have put that on. The angry red lines had not disappeared but they seemed much less angry, and did indeed appear to be starting to fade.
To her relief, there were no actual cuts, except for one small one near her left shoulder. She carefully pulled on a robe and opened the bedroom door, stepping out into the hallway. As soon as she did she heard the TV playing downstairs.
She couldn't remember putting it on. She went downstairs and peered around the corner. Mike was still here! He was sitting on the couch watching ... Her heart sank. He was watching one of her tapes, the one with the buxom teenage blonde getting whipped.
He turned suddenly and caught her peaking around the corner. "How you feeling?" he enquired. She swallowed several times, the familiar blush creeping into her skin. She moved into the room, keeping the couch between him and her.
"OK." she answered softly.
"Good. I'm glad. The last thing I want to do is hurt you."
"You didn't mind last night." she accused him.
"I was just doing what you wanted." He pointed a finger at the screen.
"Don't tell me you haven't dreamed about something like that."
"I didn't know it would hurt so bad." She sighed.
"Or feel so good?" he grinned. She flushed, trying to remember last night more clearly.
"I've heard of women cumming so hard they lost consciousness, but I've never seen it happen before now."
He reached out and grabbed her hand before she could pull it back, and then drew her forward around the couch to stand in front of him. She couldn't meet his eyes, staring down at the carpet instead.
"Let me see how your back's doing." he ordered, pulling the front of her robe open.
Laura grabbed it, trying to hold it closed.
He laughed.
"Are you still shy? Do you think there's anything you've got, I haven't seen yet?"
He stood up and firmly pulled her hands off the robe, then pulled it open. Again her eyes dropped to the floor as he took the robe off her and turned her around.
"Hmmmm." he said.
"Doesn't look bad at all. Another couple of days and you'll hardly see anything at all."
He turned her around and then put a hand on her chin, tiling her face up towards him. "You are one white hot little fox. D'you know that?"
She blushed further and he laughed again.
"You've got a hell of a body. I don't know why you've been hiding it all this time." His hand settled on her shoulder, then moved downward, rubbing slow circles over her chest, then sliding over her right breast, cupping the firm weight easily.
"Never would've thought you had tits like these." he sighed. His hand squeezed softly, then his fingers slowly moved back and forth over her nipple, stroking the little pink piece of flesh gently.
"M ... M ... Mike." she gasped.
"Shhhhh," he ordered, placing a finger against her lips. He stared at her face, then moved his finger back against her lips, sliding it across before pushing the tip against her closed lips.
He pushed insistently and she knew he wanted her to open her mouth. She did, allowing his slim digit to slide an inch into her mouth.
He pulled it back out so just the tip was between her full lips, then pushed gently again, moving the finger back until the first joint, then the second was in her mouth. "Use your tongue." he whispered.
She wasn't sure what he meant, then she remembered the movies she'd seen of girls performing fellatio.
She swallowed nervously, tasting the strangeness of him in her mouth. He slid his finger back out of her mouth to the tip again, then pushed it back in. This time she pursed her lips and waggled her tongue against the finger as it moved into her mouth.
He slowly pumped the finger in and out of her mouth as she sucked gently and rubbed her tongue against it.
He pushed it inside her to the knuckle and she could feel the tip pressing against the back of her mouth so she almost gagged. Then he pulled back.
"Lot of little things I'll have to teach you." he whispered.
His other hand slid down over her soft belly and over her bare pubic mound. She jerked back momentarily, so intent on his finger in her mouth, she was startled by the sudden touch down there.
He laughed again, sliding his fingers over her warm, puffy crotch. His hand squeezed gently on her mound, then began to rub back and forth, one finger sliding between her pussy lips, and rubbing against her crack. She blinked her eyes, wanting to protest, but unable to with his finger sliding between her lips.
Then one of his fingers slid up into her. She grunted, jerking up onto her toes at the sudden penetration. Mike laughed again, pushing the finger up her to the knuckle and then sliding it up and down with the same rhythm as the one in her mouth.
"Little slut." he whispered. The words seemed to sear her to the bone. She closed her eyes at the sudden arousal the created in her moist warm center. Her arms were hanging limp at her sides and she tentatively brought them up to rest against his chest, wanting to put them around him but afraid to.
"I know what you want little one." he grinned. He pulled away, sliding his fingers out of her. She sighed in disappointment as he went to the other side of the room, then she saw him pick up a pair of her leather handcuffs from a table.
He came back to her, holding them up with a grin. The sight of them made her arousal burn higher. Her breasts started to swell, and her nipples stood straight out, hard and ready for his touch. She whimpered lightly as he grabbed her right wrist and slid the cuff around it, then tightened the clips.
She held up her left wrist and he put on the other cuff, tightening it so it couldn't come off. He pulled her around by the wrist so her back was to him, and then grabbed her other wrist, pulling both behind her and clicking them together at the small of her back. They rested there easily, naturally, as he turned her around again.
"Get down on your knees." he ordered, his voice soft. She complied immediately, her knees digging into the soft pile carpeting. His hands slid through her hair, then pulled up insistently, bringing her buttocks up off her heels so her back was absolutely straight. "Much better." he commented.
He moved back and slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. He carefully folded it and draped it across the side of a chair. Then he undid his belt, unsnapped his pants and pulled them to the floor, stepping out of them. These too he folded neatly and lay across a chair.
He was wearing only jockey shorts and he leered at her as she knelt there staring at them. She could see the deep bulge his erection was making in the tight material. Then he slowly slid them downward, and his penis sprang out hard, and erect.
Her breathing was coming in ragged gasps as he stepped over to her. He stood right in front of her, his protruding cockhead only scant inches from her lips.
"I said there was a lot of things I'd have to teach you Laura. This is as good a time to start as any."
She was staring intently at the bulging male organ in front of her face. She'd never seen one up close like this before, except on video of course. Her eyes followed it as he swung it back and forth in front of her. She stared at the little hole in the end, and at the rounded, helmet shaped cockhead.
Mike pushed it forward so the head pressed against her lips. Reluctantly, she opened them, and the head pushed between them. It felt soft against her moist lips, then it was past them and in her mouth. Her lips closed around the shaft behind it, and felt the veins throbbing along there, just beneath the skin.
"Move your head on it, pump your face up back and forth." he ordered. "Come on baby. I know you've seen how it's done on the TV." He was right. She had. She imitated what she'd seen the women do in the porno movies, pulling in her cheeks as she sucked on it, moving her tongue round and round the head.
He pushed forward again, driving the cockhead deeper into her mouth, pressing it against the back of her mouth. She wormed her tongue against the shaft, the underside especially, she remembered, rubbing her tongue up and down along it, digging it to the back of her mouth to reach the underside of the cockhead lodged there.
She pulled her head back, sliding her lips back up the length of the shaft to the head. She allowed the head to come loose from her mouth so she could stare at it in fascination, watching it glow with the slick coating of wetness her own mouth had lain there.
Then she moved her mouth forward again, taking it between her lips like a straw and sliding her mouth down the shaft as far as she could go. She began pumping her mouth back and forth, sliding her tightly locked lips along the shaft as her tongue snaked round and round it, rubbing, rasping.
Mike's hands came out and grabbed her hair. He began humping his groin against her, fucking her mouth as he pumped his dick into her. He jerked back on her hair, forcing her head upward, making her lower herself back towards her heels as he tilted her head almost toward the ceiling.
Then he fucked his cock down into her with extra force. Laura felt the cockhead pushing insistently against the back of her mouth, against her throat, and then, almost by instinct, she swallowed, swallowed the big round chunk of meat as he lunged forward.
The cockhead drove down deep into her throat, pushing through the constricted channel with the smoothness of a syrupy chocolate. Laura's eyes opened in surprise as she felt the cock moving down into her throat. More and more cock slid past her lips and tongue until her nose was enfolded in his wiry pubic hair, crushed up against his belly.
Mike groaned and slid his cock back up her throat and out into her mouth again. "Oh Baby!" he moaned.
"What a talent you are!"
He pulled his cock all the way out of her mouth, then quickly moved around behind her.
He pushed her forward, bending her over the coffee table and kneeling behind her. His fingers slid around her leg and jerked it hard, pulling her legs apart. Then she felt the moist head of his cock push against her cunt lips.
He rammed forward, the heat and wetness of her cunt combining with the spit on his pole to ease his way into her. His cock drove far up her cuntal canal, almost all the way. He withdrew several inches and slammed his hips forward, and his cock slid into her balls deep.
Laura's hands squirmed against the handcuffs holding them together. She stared down at the surface of the coffee table, groaning in satisfaction as Mike held his throbbing cockpole deep inside her for endless long seconds.
Then he pulled back and began to fuck her in earnest. His prong rushed up and down her channel, sliding over her clitty, shoving aside her cunt lips, thrusting deep inside her with long hard powerful movements that made her skin tingle and pulse.
Mike began altering his strokes, thrusting from first one side, then the other, pressing his hardened cockshaft against the bottom of her clitty, then upward against the top where it rasped against her clit with almost painful force.
He slammed his boner deep into her, held it there for a moment, then very slowly moved backward. His penis moved out of her tight fuck tunnel an inch at a time, until only the head was there, pressed tight against her cunt lips.
Then he humped forward with a long powerful stroke that sent his prong balls deep into her gash. His belly smashed against her buttocks and pressed hard against her body, driving her thighs painfully hard against the coffee table, actually shoving the coffee table forward several inches.
Again he slowly pulled his fucktool back down her tunnel, and again pounded it back inside, driving the coffee table against the couch and almost raising Laura off her knees as he pressed forcefully against her, cramming every piece of cockmeat into her twat.
Laura cried out with each savage skewering thrust, partly in pain, partly in ecstatic delight. Each reaming fuckstroke sent a white hot bolt of shivering sexual heat crackling through her nerve endings. She felt completely degraded and used, and she loved it.
Mike began to pick up the pace as the excitement in his cock flowed down into his balls and up into his guts. His strokes increased in both speed and power, until he was smashing his groin into Laura's backside with enough force to make her, the table and the couch shake furiously.
Laura's ass cheeks bounced and shook obscenely as his belly slapped into them with manacle energy. His tool was slicing in and out of her so hard it became a sensual blur to her. She couldn't feel it as it rushed up and down her tunnel, it felt like it was everywhere at once, touching every part of her gasping twitching fuck cavern.
The she gasped in delight as she felt the buzzing swirling fires in her abdomen erupt into a flaring incandescent nova. It ripped up and down her frame, blinding and deafening her to all else as her body shook and trembled amid the swirling orgasmic sensations flooding through it.
Mike yelled in exultation, feeling the blonde's pussy spasming around his pumping cock. He slammed into her furiously, lifting her from the floor for a moment as his cock jammed deep into her. Then his sperm fire hosed out through the tiny hole, spewing into her cuntslit and down into the deepest reaches of her womb, coating all with its sticky whiteness.
He staggered erect, staring down at the blonde woman, still draped on her belly across the coffee table, still twitching in response to her cataclysmic orgasm.
"I own you!" he gasped. "I Fucking Own You!" Laura didn't hear him. Her mind was only now starting to slow its mad spinning and slide back to reality.
*****
After she regained her senses, Mike led her upstairs where she tried on her sexy lingerie and posed for him. He had her wear a tiny black g-string and a black bra with holes over her nipples. He cuffed her hands together again, this time in front of her, then led her back downstairs.
There he watched TV while she cleaned the house, doing dusting, laundry, and the dishes. While she was doing the dishes, he came in for a beer, and casually bent her over the sink and thrust his erection into her bald pussy. He fucked her energetically for several minutes before pumping her gash full of cum. Then he went back into the living room to watch TV.
"I think you need someone to look after you baby." he said later. She was on her hands and knees washing the kitchen floor as he'd ordered, and he was leaning against the sink. "I think I'm gonna move in with you." She blinked in confusion, but he didn't give her any opportunity to protest.
"I'm gonna go over to my place and get some of my stuff."
He bent her over the back of a chair in the living room, and cuffed her hands to the front legs and her legs to the back. He pushed her biggest dildo up her ass-hole and then left her in that position as he went out. "I want to see you like that when I come back." he laughed. "And if you've let the dildo come loose I'm gonna beat the shit out of you.
At least he'd left her facing the TV set, she thought. She gazed at the screen, not really seeing it. She was baffled by the strange turn of events. Her pussy though, was thoroughly happy. Every few seconds, her mind would blink back to her present position, and revel in the humiliation.
She pulled hard on the cuffs holding her wrists and hands, just to feel the pressure against her. Her ass muscles clamped down tightly on the dildo, which seemed to pulse inside her guts. She wondered what he would do to her if she let it drop out. Her imagination caused a thrill of sexual heat to ignite in her pussy.
It was several hours before Mike returned. He carried a box into the living room and set it down on the floor, then walked over to Laura. His eyes took in the dildo, lying flat on the floor between her legs, and he frowned at her.
He moved against her and grabbed a thick chunk of tangled blonde hair, jerking her head up and back to face him. "I told you to keep that dildo up your shitty ass-hole, didn't I you slut?! " He snarled.
"I don't have to take orders from a fag like you!" she sneered. Her eyes were shining as she looked up at him.
He stepped back in surprise, then his eyes narrowed. "Maybe I'll have to show you, you're wrong." he hissed.
He went back to his box and carried it upstairs. Laura heard him come in and out of the house for the next hour, carrying in things from his car. Her loins tingled with anticipation and she wondered what kind of punishment he would find for her.
Finally he seemed to have finished his unpacking. He returned to the living room and stood behind her for a few moments. Laura trembled in apprehension. Then he bent forward and unhooked her from the chair. He immediately cuffed the wrist cuffs together behind her back and led her through the kitchen.
He opened the basement door and pulled her through, walking behind her on the narrow stairs, then moving ahead, his fingers tight around her upper arm.
He placed her in the center of the room near a low table, and unhooked her hands, then joined them together in front of her again.
Mike came over to her with a thick elastic band instead. She looked at it in confusion. "Get down on your hands and knees bitch." he ordered. She quickly complied. He knelt beside her, his hand going around her right breast. His fingers squeezed tightly, pulling down on her titty, stretching it down toward the floor. She winced in pain as the malleable tit meat was distorted and pinched.
She felt something going around her distended tit, sliding up toward her chest. Then Mike let go of her tit and she found the thick elastic stretched tautly around her breast, squeezing it almost in two. Her tit was bulged out like a mushroom, and ached fiercely. He repeated his actions on her other tit, until it too bulged out like a mushroom, then he pulled her to her feet again.
Laura looked up and saw a chain hanging through a hook in the ceiling. There was a hook on the end of the chain too and Mike pulled it downward, at the same time raising her arms above her head.
He hooked the cuffs around the hook then pulled up on the chain. Laura's hands were pulled higher still, until her back strained and she raised up onto her toes, then he let it back down again slightly, until she could just barely keep her feet flat on the floor. He tied it in place and then moved to the table.
Laura swallowed nervously, her belly full of butterflies. She was both dreading and looking forward to her punishment, and wondered if he would use the crop again. She had already almost forgotten about the pain of last night, remembering instead, the pleasure.
Her tits ached terribly now as her arms stretched the skin back against her chest. The elastics held her tits in their tight embrace, making two round circles of meat sticking straight out from her chest.
Mike slid his palm over them softly, feeling the tenseness in the skin, and the hardness of the meat beneath.
He grinned and held up a soft leather belt. Laura gasped in sudden insight, and her mouth opened in denial. But just then Mike shoved something into her mouth. She realized immediately that it was her ball gag. He pushed it past her lips and tied it around her head, stepping back to admire his work.
Laura yelled as loud as she could, but the gag muffled everything, making it seem like low mumbles. Mike raised the belt over his head, his eyes locking onto the wide frightened eyes of the golden-haired woman shaking before him.
The belt descended. Laura seemed to see it in slow motion. It moved achingly slowly, skimming through the air toward her bulging tit sacks. Then it hit. The belt, straightened as it flew, surrounded her right tit, slammed into it, pressing deep, pushing the flesh it touched a full two or three inches back into her breast. The belt curved, sliding around her tit, totally enclosing it.
An eternity later she heard the sullen crack of the leather hitting her skin, and a heartbeat later agonizing pain exploded in her tit, screaming along nerve fibers to her brain and shattering her thoughts completely.
Laura's body was jerked back by the force of the blow. She lost her balance, and swung briefly by the chain. Her tit throbbed and screamed, afire with terrible pain.
Then the belt whipped down again, slashing a deep furrow into her already distorted left titty. She howled and shrieked into the ball gag, jerking and flailing against the chain holding her. In desperation her legs kicked up toward him, trying to fend him off.
He stepped aside, and slashed the belt down again, cracking it across both tits, leaving a line of blazing fire behind. Again and again the belt whipped against her tits, turning them into blistering red balls of white hot burning pain.
Sweat covered her body, and her mind burned with heat and pain. Again the belt slashed down, this time across her belly, sending the breath shooting from her lungs. She tried again to kick at him, to somehow defend herself from the screaming pain that shot into her each time the belt landed.
Mike only laughed. He put the belt down and grabbed her right leg, then her left. She jerked desperately against him, but he held her two ankles easily, lifting them up and back, dropping her weight onto her shoulders and wrists.
He pushed her ankles together and up against her head, then he brought reached for another chain, locking it through the little round hole in her ankle cuffs. He pulled on the chain, jerking her right leg back and apart. Her left leg flailed helplessly for a moment. Then he grabbed it and fastened another chain to that ankle.
The two chains were set several feet to either side of the one holding her wrists, and Mike pulled on the two chains so her legs were pulled up and spread far apart, so far she was practically doing the splits. She looked out between her legs at the leering man, who licked his lips madly.
She was bent in two, her crotch gaping open only a foot from her face. Mike held up the belt once more, showing it to her. "We'll teach you to obey, won't we?" he panted. Laura shook her head franticly, then realizing what he might think, she started nodding franticly.
It didn't help. The belt whipped through the air and slashed down against her soft, bald, puffy little cunt-mound. It splatted down right between the twin ridges of her cunt opening, directly, with either great aim, or great luck, into her cuntslash between her pussy lips.
Madness ripped through her mind. There was simply no way to cope with such a level of pain. It tore through her body with a vicious hot burning power that left a path of destruction in its trail.
The belt slashed down again, splatting against her pussy mound with a terrible sound, sending the helpless tortured girl jerking and flailing hopelessly in her bonds.
An awful THWACK ... THWACK ... THWACK filled the room as the belt smashed repeatedly into her pussy mound. Laura shuddered and rolled in futile attempts to throw off his aim. Pain, agony racked her body from the horrible blows, suffering and torment roared over and around her, and then ... she came. t
It was as if her pain had built up to such a level that it could no longer exist in her head. like water which reached the boiling point and turned to steam. A vapid cloud of sizzling crackling white and gold lights surrounded her and she tumbled screaming and wailing into an uncontrollable orgasm, an orgasm that rocketed higher and higher with each devastating blow of the belt against her tormented cunt-mound.
Climax after climax hammered into her, each more wonderful, and terrible than the others. Her entire body was a puffed up balloon of intense shattering sensations that threatened to explode in on cataclysmic eruption that would take her mind and life with it.
She lost consciousness. When she woke she was still hanging from the ceiling. Mike's face sneered at her from between the frame of her legs. Her eyes dropped to her cunt slit, all red and splotched. Mike's long fat cock was stuffed into her bald cunt crack, ripping in and out with furious energy.
Spittle dropped from his face as his bulging eyes locked onto her clasping cuntmouth, watched his prick pumping between them. His hands were on her hips, swinging her back and forth so his cockthrusts pounded into her with tremendous power.
Seconds later she found her arousal building again, and dropped within another minute, into a trembling, gut wrenching orgasm. Mike screamed glorious satisfaction as Laura's twitching sucking, spasming cunthole tore and milked his cock.
He shoved it balls deep into the swinging shivering woman and felt it explode. His cockhead practically split open as a huge stream of jetting white spewed out and up into her guts.
SIX
Mike began to take total control of her life after that. He threw out all her old clothes and brought her to the stores to buy new ones. The clothes he chose were the sluttiest he could find, the tightest, shortest skirts, the lowest cut, thinnest most translucent blouses, and the most vapourish, transparent underwear.
He dressed her every day, and drove her to work. Once there he mostly ignored her, watching with glee, the reactions the new improved Laura brought in the other office workers. She wasn't allowed to wear any underwear except at home, and there she wasn't allowed to wear anything else.
Much of the time at home she was naked, whether doing the cooking and cleaning, or sitting watching Television. Mike wouldn't let her sit on the furniture anymore either. She had to sit on the rug beside the couch, or on the floor of the kitchen by his chair when he ate.
Her hands were always handcuffed, either in front of her, if she needed them for something, or behind her at nights and when he couldn't find any chores for her. Often he would leave her with her wrists bound and tied high above her so she was either hanging free or on her toes. He loved the sight of her stretched out body, and would frequently pull her legs up and apart and plunge his prong into her as she hung from her wrists.
Laura wallowed in her degradation, while Mikes ideas and desires became more and more outrageous.
One afternoon, she was sitting on the floor watching television. She had gotten home before Mike so she was fully dressed. She wasn't allowed to undress herself, since Mike reserved that pleasure for himself.
She was wearing a pair of expensive white dress pants and a white silk blouse. Her legs were folded beneath her in the lotus position. Mike came in and immediately went to her and attached her leather cuffs to both her wrists and ankles. Then he hooked them together.
Both wrists, and both ankles were now all locked together. This didn't bother Laura much as she sat there, but then Mike pushed her forward on her face. Her knees were pushed directly aside by the floor, shoved far apart so she was doing the splits.
Meanwhile her wrists were pulled painfully down to her crotch as her ankles sought to pull away. Laura was left gasping in pain, the tendons in her thighs aching fiercely. Her ass stuck lewdly up in the air.
Mike pulled out a sharp knife and ran it along the heavy seam between her buttocks. Then he stabbed sharply, digging the knife into the side of the seam until he cut through it alongside her skin. He sawed along the heavy seam until he had cut a tear three inches deep, then he cut across it.
Mike grinned lewdly as he beheld her winking ass-hole appear, then he tore and cut along the seam, pulling it downward, ripping her pants apart directly along the seam from her belt down below her crotch and up the front to the zipper. In fact, he cut the seam open as if it were a zipper.
As Laura lay on the rug, Mike stuck his big fingers into the long straight tear, seized the two sides of the pants that covered her buttocks and tore them wide open. He giggled as her soft white ass meat came into view, kissing her right buttock, then sticking his finger down against her ass-hole and pushing it in.
She grunted as she felt his finger jab into her ass-hole. It went in all the way to the knuckle and wiggled around for a bit before withdrawing.
She heard a zipper going down, and tried to flatten herself on the rug. Then she felt Mikes cock press against her anus. He held it there for a second and then lunged downward, driving the meaty cockhead into her round little anus.
Mike's body crushed her to the floor as he worked more and more of his cock down into her rectum. Laura shivered in both pain and delight, basking in her debasement and the raw carnal excitement it stirred in her loins.
Mike's hands gripped her blouse and tore it from neck to beltline, then ripped it in half and pulled it off her, leaving her naked to the waist. His hands jammed beneath her, shoving against the sides of her aching breasts and squeezing viciously.
Laura felt his long fat cockshaft rutting away in her ass-hole, and her pussy seethed in response. She wanted to hump back up at him but was helpless to move anything but her head. Mike was making loud grunts as he reamed out her anus. His body crashed down against her repeatedly, churning her rectum into a hot bubbling cauldron of violent sexual sensations.
His jism splashed down into her bowels with a gleeful bubbling sound that sent shock waves through her body.
That very evening he hung her spread-eagled in the basement and left her there, her own fucking machine rutting up into her pussy for hour after hour. She came so many times she lost count. She existed for most of the night in a delirious gasping exhaustion, only regaining her senses for brief periods between each orgasm.
Every morning Laura would have to give him a tongue bath. She would start at his mouth and face, work her way down across his shoulders and chest, over his belly down to his groin, where she would suck cum from his penis at least twice, then slide her tongue down over his legs to his toes. He insisted she very carefully clean out between his toes with her tongue, and then do his heels and ankles. She would then work her way back up his body, only from the back.
When she was done she would dry off his body with her hair.
Mike, of course, won his bet with Dave and Joey. He wouldn't settle for some cheap Polaroids though. Instead he hired a guy he knew that sometimes acted as a cameraman on porno movies. Mike wanted his proof done up right. Laura was very nervous even undressing before the strange man.
Albert; that was his name; focused his camera on each button as Laura warily popped them open and then removed her shirt. Mike acted as the director, telling her what to do and telling Al how to film it. Mike had seen a lot of X rated movies, and was determined to make one of the best to prove his mastery over the gorgeous little blonde.
He watched the TV carefully as the video camera focused in on Laura's rounded breasts, moving in tight to catch each hard erect little nipple, then pulling back to get a head and chest shot. Laura pirouetted around as Mike directed, then slowly peeled off her jeans, leaving her clad only in a tiny pair of black string bikini panties.
She danced slowly, swaying and shimmying to the music coming off the stereo. The camera moved up and down her body, changing from close ups on her face, tits, ass, and legs, to long pull backs so the TV could show the mostly naked woman from head to toe.
Mike gestured at her and Laura slowly bent down, her fingers hooked into her panties. She pulled them to the floor and stepped out naked. The camera zoomed in on a close up of her hairless pussy slit, before backing up as Laura began to dance sensuously once more.
Then Laura turned her behind to the camera and arched her back, shoving her ass up and out. She half turned, and smiled into the camera, before bending slowly over until her hands touched her ankles, then she spread her legs wide apart as the camera moved up for a tight shot of her tight bald slit.
"Okay, now get on the bed." Mike called. Laura turned and fell back onto the bed. She spread her legs far apart and began playing with her tits and pussy as the camera hummed. Mike tossed her a vibrator and she began buzzing it over her clitty again and again.
She was enjoying it so much she almost forgot about the camera. "Shove it up your cunt you silly bitch." Mike snapped. Laura jerked out of her reverie and pushed the rounded head of the dildo into her oily cunt sheath. Albert knelt right beside the bed, the camera's wide lens only a foot or so away from her, pointed directly into her crotch.
She pushed the vibrator up inside her until only a couple of inches remained visible. Her loins humped up and down, only partly for the camera's benefit, and she groaned in satisfaction as the vibrations inside her began to set off a sympathetic reaction in her belly.
Her fingers gripped the end of the vibrator and began pumping it in and out as her hand squeezed and fondled her breasts. Albert pulled back slightly so he could take in this new action, his camera panning across her heaving chest, focusing tightly on her hard swollen nipples as her hands slid across them.
Then Mike was on the bed, kneeling beside her, his cock pointed directly at her face. She opened her lips eagerly and it moved into her mouth with a gratifying familiarity.
Albert moved back further, his camera panning back and forth between the vibrator sliding in and out of Laura's pussy and Mike's cock shoving down into her mouth. Before long Mike had her kneeling on the bed as she sucked him off.
She knelt with her heels pushing up into her crotch, jamming at the end of the vibrator, forcing it high into her body as Mike forced his cockhead right down her throat. Albert was in hell, having only one camera to record the action, he kept jumping from place to place, first focusing on the protruding end of the vibrator, then on Laura's face pressed up against Mike's abdomen.
Mike stood up straight on the bed, playing for the cameras. His fist was embedded in Laura's hair and he held her face locked against his groin as he humped his cock in her throat. Laura's hands slid around him and cupped his buttocks, not needing any force to suck down Mike's prong, wanting to taste his juices again.
But Mike was far from finished. He pushed her off, then repositioned her on her hands and knees. As the camera watched he gripped her vibrator and pumped it in her pussy several times before shoving it forcefully inside her once more, making her wince with sudden pain.
He took his spit slickened cockhead and pushed it against Laura's ass-hole, slowly pushing it inside as Albert watched through the camera lens. The lens was bare inches away from her pussy as it watched more and more of Mike's fat prick slide inside. Laura looked back behind her and could see Albert's hands shaking as the view effected him. His own pants bulged out with his erection.
Mike fucked her with a firm, possessive stroke, demonstrating his control over her body. His long meaty cocktube slid in and out, in and out, then would start to ram furiously into her to set her ass cheeks jumping and bouncing.
His hands slid under her and gripped her bouncing hanging breasts. His hands slid around the meaty tit sacks, squeezing them both in half as his fingers tightened. Then his hands moved over onto her arms, he jerked her arms apart, causing the blonde to fall forward onto her chest.
Mike fell atop her, his cock jamming balls deep into her anus. He held her arms flat our above her, while his groin humped down against her. Laura's legs straightened and spread wide, welcoming the pumping churning cock into her bowels if it would go that high.
Her insides were afire with the degrading image of herself being really and truly sodomized right in front of the camera. She imagined her parents seeing it, or the people at work. She wished the would. She groaned loudly, then moaned and grunted for the benefit of the camera. She wanted to appear as a truly sluttish sex slave to Mike's rutting cock.
The vibrator continued to buzz and hum inside her pussy tube, and Laura humped unconsciously against the bed, pushing and bumping the protruding edge of the instrument, making it turn and twist inside her. Then her clitty was sparked into an overkill of sensations by the vibrations and she gasped as a high terrible climax washed over her.
Her fingers grasped the covers as Mike's cock began to really start to pump inside her. Her rectal shaft was burned and rasped by his sliding pistoning organ. It plunged up and down her shit chute with reckless abandon, as her ass-hole spasmed in time with her orgasming pussy.
Mike intent only on his own pleasure now was reaming out her ass-hole with savage glee. Then he grunted, his hands on her shoulders shoving her deep into the mattress, and his cock juice spurted down into her, splashing about in her belly.
While he recovered, Albert tore his pants loose and jumped onto the semi-conscious girl. His hands slid under her, jerking her belly up into the air, and then spread her legs apart. He jerked the vibrator out of her pussy and slammed his cock all the way into her with a single hard stroke.
Laura's face mashed against the bedspread as
Albert ripped his fuck tool back and forth in her boiling frothing pussy chamber, then emptied his juices inside her. He got up much refreshed, and took the camera again.
Over the next hour or so, he and Mike posed her in numerous positions for the camera. Mike fucked her standing up and sitting down, with him on top, her ankles around her ears, and with her riding him as he lay beneath her. He fucked her bent over chairs and hanging upside down from the ceiling.
Then when he was through Karen arrived. For the first time that day, Laura tried to refuse Mike's orders, but he would have none of it. Karen, a tall, powerfully built black woman about thirty years old, disrobed and stood haughtily by the bed.
She was almost six feet tall, and apparently was a body builder. Muscles stood out all over her naked body. Her breasts were small and hard, and a tiny thin line of pubic hair covered her slit. She had a short afro haircut, and a wide flaring nose.
Laura had had fantasies about sex with women, but they always involved very feminine women, more like girls really, with her always the dominant partner. She had never thought about having sex with ... an Amazon!
In truth Karen was a hard core lesbian and had been for her entire life. She hired out as a prostitute on occasion, though she hated men. The opportunity to do a scene with a fluffy little white bitch, even if it was in front of a camera, was too good to pass by.
Mike had given her free reign to do whatever she wanted with Laura, and despite Laura's misgivings, he stood back with Albert as the big black woman moved in.
Karen eyed the nervous young woman with barely restrained contempt. Then her hand lashed out and slapped Laura's face with enough force to send the blonde flying back against the headboard.
"Get your skinny little ass over her bitch!" she cursed, pointing to the end of the bed.
Laura rubbed her cheek and looked appealingly to Mike but he just pointed to where Karen was pointing and glared at her. Laura swallowed and then crawled forward to kneel in front of Karen, who eyed her hungrily.
Karen's hand moved down onto Laura's fat round tit and cupped it gently. Then her fingers closed tightly and she twisted her hand around. Laura cried out in pain, her body jerking over under the terrible pressure and rolling onto her back.
Karen dropped to her knees on the bed and then dropped her crotch onto Laura's face.
"Suck out my pussy you little slut!" she snapped. "Stick your tongue up against my clitty and do me good!" Laura hesitated, and Karen twisted her breast cruelly, mashing her crotch against the small blonde woman's face.
Laura yelped again, and hurriedly pushed her tongue up into the black cunt slit. She'd never been this close to a pussy before, but she'd seen enough of them in the movies to know more or less, what was expected. Her tongue rubbed up and down the slit, tasting the strange juices of the woman atop her.
She rasped it against the clitty, and pushed it strongly into the cunt opening. Every now and then she yelped as Karen's sharp nails pinched her nipples and breast flesh, or scratched lightly down around her own pussy opening.
Karen squatted on her face, humping her loins back and forth so her slit rubbed across Laura's face. She groaned suddenly and threw her head backward. She started to bounce up and down as Laura felt cum juices begin to drip out against her tongue.
Her hands came down around Laura's throat, sliding behind her neck and pulling upward, as if she could force the woman's face harder against her crotch. Karen's body trembled, and Laura felt the full weight of the big woman come down on her face, smothering her.
Then the black woman grunted in satisfaction and got up. She stood next to the bed for a moment, then moved over to the table. When she returned she had several pieces of thick rope in her. hands. "Get on your feet cunt!" she glared.
Laura hastily complied. She stood before the other woman for a moment, her head barely came up to Karen's neck. Karen roughly turned her around and then grabbed her wrists. "Hold them together behind you." she ordered. Again Laura complied, wondering why she didn't simply use the handcuffs.
The rope was scratchy and itchy against her soft skin as Karen circled it several times back and forth around her wrists. She pulled it tight, so tight it hurt and cut off circulation to her hands. Albert followed every second with his camera, then pulled back for a full body shot of the two together as Karen finished tying the rope and turned the younger woman around to face her once more.
She slid another rope around Laura's middle, jerking her arms tightly against her back as well. Again the rope, made of rough hemp, scratched and pinched as she cinched it tight. A third rope was tied around the center of the rope around her belly, right under her belly button. Karen pulled it down between her legs and up behind Laura, between her ass cheeks.
It was just like the harness she had that she'd worn a few days ago to keep the dildo's up her pussy and ass-hole, and yet it was much different. Karen jerked it up painfully tight, the inch wide rope jamming up between her bare pussy lips.
The feeling of it against her skin was horrible enough, but up between her pussy lips it was almost unbearable. Laura's cunt ached sharply, both from the tightness and the chafing rasping roughness that inflamed her sensitive skin.
"Kneel." Karen ordered, and Laura awkwardly dropped to her knees in front of her. Karen bent her forward and slid two more pieces of the rough hemp around her breasts, again cinching them painfully tight.
Then Karen sat in a chair and motioned the blonde over. Laura walked awkwardly, trying to keep her legs apart, and trying to slump down in hopes of easing the sharp painful pressure on her pussy. Karen jerked her forward and bent her over her lap.
Laura found herself on her belly across the bigger, older woman's thighs, her ass up in the air and her hair dangling down to the rug. Karen's hands stroked over the smooth skin of her buttocks, now and then kneading the soft warm flesh.
Then Laura yelped as the woman's hand smacked down against her buttocks. It made a loud cracking noise as her fingers impacted against the malleable flesh. She stroked her hands softly over the area she had just struck, then smacked her hand down again, again making the blonde cry out and jerk forward.
Then Karen began spanking her in earnest. Her hand rose and fell repeatedly, raining blows down on the soft white ass cheeks, turning them, a fiery red as the blonde squirmed and wept in her grasp.
Finally she stopped. Her fingers undid the knot holding the rope between her legs to the one around her waist. She pulled the rope away, eyeing the red irritated skin beneath it as she pulled it free of Laura's skin and then jerked it out from beneath the blonde woman's pussy lips.
Laura moaned in gratitude, then found her hips wiggling uncontrollably as Karen's fingers began sliding over her crackling cunt lips. A single slender finger was thrust deep into her pussy slit, followed shortly by a second, then a third.
Laura humped back against her as the three fingers slid in and out of her drooling pussy hole. No matter who it was, her over-stimulated pussy couldn't resist such treatment. She gurgled in pleasure as the fingers worked in and out of her.
Karen pressed a fourth finger together with the other three and began pushing them into the small blonde woman's bald pussy. Laura's cunt-mound was red and puffy with irritation from the rope, and now glistened also with her bubbling cunt juices as she rose upward into orgasm.
Albert moved in closer to catch Karen's fingers moving in and out. Then the black woman pushed her thumb together with her fingers and pressed them into the tight slit entrance. Laura gasped in sudden pain as more and more of the fingers entered her, pushing her cunt lips wider and wider and wider.
Her eyes opened wide in shock as she felt her cunt mouth pulled inches wide to admit the black woman's knuckles. Never had she been so open. She trembled in pain, groaning and begging Karen to stop. The black woman ignored her pleas, thrusting her fingers hard into the tight pink depths of the blonde's crotch hole.
Then she grunted in satisfaction as her knuckles forced their way past the cunt lips and went inside the girl's body. She pushed harder, forcing her entire hand down into the writhing weeping white girl's small pussy hole. Only when the pink pussy lips clutched tightly around her wrist did she stop in satisfaction.
She held her hand still for several long seconds, feeling the blonde's body humming and pulsing around it. Slowly she started closing the fingers, one by one until she had them all closed into a fist. Then she pushed forward once more, jamming her wrist further inside the silky dark depths of Laura's aching cunt pit.
"Like that little white girl?" she panted. "Like my fist up your slutty little cunt?" She punched downward, moving her fist in another inch or two. She kept pushing until her knuckles felt hard bone. She was pushing the end of the blonde's cunt pit against some bone up inside her guts, and she ground her knuckles hard against the meat.
Laura felt her body shiver and vibrate uncontrollably as the hard bony fist moved inside her. Then Karen pulled it back, jerking the oversized clenched hand up the length of the much too thin, elasticized walls of Laura's fuck hole.
Then she pushed her fist forward again. Soon she began to build up speed, fucking her fist into the small blonde with furious powerful punching movements.
Laura's nerves screamed, her senses went wild, and she churned her ass back against the woman's fist. Her belly screamed in astonished pleasure as the huge bony hand ripped and churned back and forth. She climaxed, then fell then raced higher still, her orgasm blossoming and spreading through her.
The orgasm passed, then came again, higher and stronger, the sharp burning center being the fist working up and down her fuck tube. Karen tore the fist right out of her cunt in the midst of one of Laura's spasming shuddering climaxes, then punched it back hard against the unprotected pussy mound.
She punched Laura's pussy several times, bringing a higher pitched whine and cry from the midst of the endless groaning and whining the girl was emitting. Then she aimed her fist and punched directly at Laura's cunthole, driving her fist deep into the blonde's cunt with a single thrust.
Laura's body jerked, her legs shot out and to the sides, flopping like fish jerked from the water. Karen's fingers unfolded and her fingers began caressing the skin inside Laura's pussy. She slid her fingers up and down the length of the white woman's pussy tube, her fingers softly rubbing across the hot, wet, velvety smooth cunt chamber.
Laura whined like a bitch dog in heat, rutting back against Karen's hand. She came yet again, her senses overwhelmed by the onslaught of the pain and pleasure feelings ripping through her loins.
Karen pulled her hand free and grabbed a big chunk of Laura's golden hair. She pulled her up and off her lap, jerking and twisting her around until the Laura spread her legs and sat down atop the black woman.
Laura sat facing Karen, her legs spread out to either side of the chair and dangling lifelessly down. Her face was pressed into Karen's neck as the older woman softly caressed her back.
Karen's hands slid down over Laura's buttocks, squeezing them as she pulled the little blonde against her, felt the white girls fat breasts pressed hard into her chest. She took a long fat dildo from Mike and slid it under Laura, then pushed it up into the blonde's twitching pussy hole until only an inch remained outside.
Laura's body shivered with intense desire as she felt the rubber cock move up into her. She pressed her body against Karen, rubbing her swollen imprisoned breast meat against the soft black skin and the hard muscles beneath it.
Karen gripped her hair, jerking her head and chest hack, then her head dropped down and her teeth fastened around one of Laura's fat hard nipples. She hit down hard, making Laura cry out once more in delirious pleasure. Karen sucked on the pink nipple for long seconds, before pulling her head up and for the first time, fastening her mouth onto Laura's.
Their mouths opened, lips mashed together. Their tongues slid out, touched, rasped and rubbed back and forth over one another, then moved into each other's mouths. Karen's hands were around Laura's body, pressing the smaller woman tightly against her.
Mike watched with a grin, imagining the faces of Joey and Dave when he showed them this. Then he had another thought. The bet was one thing, but he could make a lot more money than that chicken feed off this hot assed little cunt. There were a lot of people who would pay to dance between those slutty little legs.
SEVEN
Joey and Dave watched the hot little blonde go down on the black woman with wide bulging eyes. Mike glanced down at their pants. Their eyes weren't the only things bulging. He sat back in his chair looking incredibly smug as the two watched the TV, saw the pictures of Laura getting screwed, sodomized, and fist fucked.
"Like it guys?" he leered.
Joey shook his head in disbelief.
"Unbefuckinglevable!" Dave gasped.
"Jesus she's got a fucking body!" Joey sighed. "Oooo ... Look at that!" Dave gasped, pointing to the screen where Laura was hanging from her wrists while Karen whipped her ass with a riding crop.
"You guys want a piece of her?" Mike asked casually.
Their heads spun around so fast it was a wonder they didn't break anything.
"She'll fuckin' well do anything I tell her to." Mike said easily.
"Shit! What I wouldn't give to screw that tight little cunt! I always thought she was such a snotty little bitch." Dave said.
"Not when she's on her hands and knees taking one up the ass-hole." Mike leered.
"When can we come over?" Joey pleaded.
"Not so fast, not so fast." Mike said, arching his eyebrows. "Why should I let you two clowns get a piece of my pussy meat anyway."
"Hey! We're your pals!" Dave cried.
"Your buddies!" Joey added.
"Doesn't mean I have to let you fuck her." Mike sniffed.
"What? Name your price!" Dave said recklessly.
"You mean that?"
Dave looked at him consideringly.
"Would we get to do whatever we wanted with her," Joey demanded.
"You want to string her up and whip her little round ass it's okay with me." Mike laughed.
"Okay what do you want?"
"Simple. I want you " he pointed to Dave, "to do the Mackenzie job for me, and I want you" he pointed to Joey, "to do the Nearen project."
"Deal."
"Deal!"
*****
Mike finally spurted his seed up her ass-hole and sighed happily. "You're one tight little bitch Laura." he laughed, slapping her ass cheeks. He pulled up his pants, and tucked his shirt in. "I'm going out for the night, but I know you won't be lonely." he said.
Just then the doorbell rang upstairs. "Ahhh that must be your company now." he snorted. He went upstairs and Laura could hear the front door opening and feet moving around in the kitchen.
Then the feet, several sets, descended the basement stairs, turned the corner and came out into her sight.
"Holy Shit!" Joey cried. He and Dave stared, stunned as they saw the naked blonde beauty in front of them. Laura was hanging from the ceiling, her wrists each held far above her by two separate chains. Her feet were inches above the floor and she swayed ever so slightly.
She gasped as she recognized Joey and Dave from work. Her skin blushed red and she closed her eyes in embarrassment. "This is the little bitch who can't get enough cock." Mike laughed. "She'll suck you till you're dry and scream with happiness if you stick it up her ass-hole."
Laura's skin burned at the statement. The three men moved closer. "There's no point getting embarrassed Laura, Mike and Joey saw the little movie we made the other day." Mike sneered. "They especially liked it when Karen fist fucked you. I think they want to try that too."
Laura's heart sank. She hadn't thought he'd show that tape to anyone.
"Well, I got to go. I hope you kiddies have fun." He grabbed Laura's hair and jerked her head up sharply. "You do whatever they want understand. If you don't I'll give you a real whipping when I get home, thats if they don't first." he shoved her head forward and went upstairs.
There was silence in the basement. Joey and Dave stared at the lovely young woman's nude form excitedly, neither knowing how to start. "Hi Laura." Dave offered, tentatively. "You got nice tits Laura." Joey grinned. He moved closer so his mouth was right next to her ear.
"Me and Dave are gonna fuck your pussy till it bleeds cum." he whispered. His hand slid onto her left breast, then squeezed it lightly, then with more confidence, his hands began to roam over her naked body, squeezing, fondling, groping.
They heard the front door slam upstairs. As if that was a signal, Dave moved forward to, his hand sliding over her belly and then down between her legs. He squeezed her bare pussy mound and rubbed his fingers over her.
"How come you shaved your pussy Laura?" he queried. "So nobody could tell if she was a real blonde." Joey giggled. His mouth slid onto her breast and he sucked on her nipple. His hands slid over her round ass cheeks, squeezing the soft flesh.
He pulled away and moved around behind her. "I never fucked a girl in the ass before, have you Dave."
"Yeah, once about five years ago."
"Was it good?" he asked, his eyes gazing down at Laura's buttocks as his hands moved over them.
"Try it and see." Dave sighed. His mouth moved in small circles around her right breast, then he started sucking on her nipple. "Bet you'd like that wouldn't you Laura? You'd like to get a hard cock up your ass-hole wouldn't you?" Joey cackled.
Laura didn't answer. Her eyes were still staring downward. She was mortified at being fondled and talked to like this. Mike was one thing, and Albert and Karen were strangers, but these two were from work. She'd never really spoken to either, yet it was horribly embarrassing to have them touching and watching her like this.
Dave was sucking on her left tit, while his hands played with her right tit and rubbed over her cunt. Then she cried out and jerked forward. Dave pulled back, trying to see what had happened. The little blonde's eyes were open and her jaw hung downward as she her chest heaved.
He looked around her and saw that Joey had jammed the first couple of inches of his cock up into the girl's tight round little ass-hole. "Holy Crap! You're gonna ass fuck her right here."
"Why not?" Joey grunted. He lunged forward and up, driving another couple of inches of male meat up Laura's tight little rectum.
Laura cringed inwardly as the two men treated her like a mindless piece of cunt meat, and used her as they wished. She grunted against the strain put on her tiny rectum, only just recovering from Mike's hard reaming.
Yet even through the humiliation, she could feel a hard burning core of sensual excitement. Somehow she LIKED being treated like this, liked being used and abused and demeaned. Weaned on hard core books, magazines and videos, she knew no other type or form of sexual pleasure than to be treated so.
She grunted as Joey's cock pushed up to the end of her shit pit and his balls pressed in between her buttocks. "Tight assed little bitch man!" Joey sighed.
"Maybe I'll give it a try later on." Dave replied.
"Right now lets see how she-likes getting double fucked." He dropped his pants, reveling his reddened cock.
He pulled the blonde's legs apart and his cockhead pressed against her slit. He couldn't get it in side though until Joey gave him a hand. He grabbed Laura's left leg and held it up and apart while Dave used his now free hand to guide his bulging organ up hard against the girl's cunt opening.
Laura felt the cockhead push easily past her well lubricated cuntal entrance and begin to slide slowly up the length of her fuck tunnel. The hard cock jerked her cunt upward, tore at her flesh just as Joey's was doing behind her. Her crotch openings were being pulled in opposite directions as the two lust filled men shoved their cocks up into the hapless woman's guts.
Laura's eyes widened as she felt the two sliding up inside her. She'd never been fucked by two cocks at once. She'd had dildos in each hole before, but they had been unmoving, hadn't jerked and twisted at her like the two live fuck poles were.
Joey's teeth bit into the right side of her neck as his mouth suckled hard on her soft warm flesh. Dave imitated him, fastening his mouth onto the left side of her neck, his teeth chomping down, drawing blood. The two of them shoved their hard cocks deep into the shivering blonde's belly, grinding and tearing them in and out.
Laura was no longer a person to them, just a possession, like a TV or a car, that belonged to Mike and that they were borrowing. Neither of them talked to her, intent only on satisfying their lusts, on doing the kind of things to her few women would permit.
Their cock poles thrust deeply into Laura's groin. She could feel their hot wet heads up in her belly, moving around inside her like living creatures, like burrowing snakes. The men's hands mauled and twisted her tit flesh, jerking and squeezing their fingers tightly around the sensitive skin, twisting at the tiny pink nipples.
Neither was bound now by the usual love making rules. They didn't have to worry about Laura complaining that they were hurting her, or that she didn't want to do something with them. Each was running through all manner of fantasies in their minds, thinking of the things they'd always wanted to do with a woman but had never been able to before.
Then Joey gave a gasp of pleasure. He slammed his hips forward, impaling the tiny blonde on his meaty fuck spike, jamming it up high in her rectum. He came, his mind pulsing with pleasure, and his cock spewing out semen. He could feel each individual spurt as the thick white wads jetted out of his cocktip and into Laura's guts.
Dave came then too, his cock adding it's own hot sparkling jism to Laura's twitching shuddering body. Laura drank it all in gladly, loving her bondage, loving being fucked by two lust filled men at once, loving being treated like this.
The men pulled out, drawing away from the blonde, who hung there shivering slightly, her hot crotch holes gasping and spasming, wanting to be filled again. Joey studied the classic profile Laura presented from the rear. Her arms separated, high above her, clad in chains, her legs hanging straight down below her perfect cupcake ass.
On his right was a shelf, and on it were belts, whips, and other devices. His mind spun with the possibilities. He'd seen the blonde woman whipped, seen her loving it, cumming with the pleasure. He began taking off his reaming clothes, stripping completely naked.
His hand picked up a long riding crop and he studied it carefully, then his eyes were drawn to the perfectly white length of skin covering the woman's back. He'd dreamt of it before, dreamt while he masturbated, but never had he thought he'd actually one day ...
He raised it up past his shoulder, moving to within two feet of the woman's back. Then, tentatively, he brought it swishing down, to hit Laura's ass. There was a loud CRACK!, accompanied by a shriek from the blonde. Her lower body jerked forward, her legs spreading apart briefly, her head coming back.
He studied the place the crop had hit. A red line appeared. Dave came around to his side and looked at Laura too, hot desire on his face. Joey raised the crop again, swung it with more confidence now, and more force. It slashed down against her ass again, leaving a second red line.
Again the woman screamed. He ignored the sound, intent on satisfying his old, old desire. Again the crop lashed out, this time slashing across Laura's back. She screamed, and gasped in pain as the crop burned a trail of pain wherever it touched.
The sound of it's impacts filled the basement room for several minutes, then it stopped suddenly. Joey threw down the crop and jumped forward. His bulging cock on the verge of exploding. He slammed his erection up her ass-hole once more, pounding it fiercely into her for only a dozen strokes before more cum juice sprayed out.
Dave picked up the crop and moved back around to the front of the lovely blonde woman. He studied her breasts intently. They were beautifully shaped globes, dotted with fine little light pink nipples. The areolas were tiny, and hardly any darker than the surrounding skin.
Suddenly he slapped the crop down against her right tit. Laura shrieked in renewed pain, as Dave's eyes studied her bouncing reddening tit meat rapturously. He slammed the crop down onto her other tit, then began slowly whipping each in turn, observing their wobbling, jerking swaying response each time the crop bit into them.
Then his cock pulsed and he had barely enough time to grab it with his hand, and squeeze sharply before sperm shot out the tip. He pointed it upward as the white slimy juice spurted against Laura's stomach and tits, leaving white drops of fluid that slid slowly down her skin.
"Lets get her down." Joey gasped. He moved forward and unhooked the naked blonde, lowering her to the floor. He inspected the leather wristcuffs and then pulled her arms behind her, linking them together. Then he shoved her down onto her knees.
The two men's mouths watered as they looked down on every man's dream. A beautiful naked woman on her knees before them, hands bound behind her, totally at their disposal. Joey pushed his wet limp cock at Laura's face, and she automatically opened her mouth to suck it in.
She worked on the cock with her tongue and lips, the way Mike had shown'her. Soon the cock began to swell inside her. It got longer and fatter, and was soon too big for her mouth. She bobbed her head on the front half as Joey stood over her, hands in her hair. Then he pushed his cock forward and the head pushed past her mouth and into her throat.
She was used to this with Mike though and swallowed it easily. Joey was elated at how easily he'd forced his entire length into her face. No woman had ever deep throated him before, nor been willing to try. He slid his cockshaft back and forth between the blonde whores' lips, enjoying the unique feeling of her throat around his cock.
He pulled his cock out just as he felt it starting to begin it's explosion. He didn't want to cum a third time yet, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to get it hard again, and there were a lot of things he wanted to do with the little bitch yet.
Dave pushed his cock between her lips, and she worked him into a state of hot, fiery erection as well. Dave had never felt a throat around his cock either, and he almost lost control and came as he felt her clenching throat muscles around his cockhead.
He too pulled out in time though. The two men stood over the blonde panting for breath, their minds spinning with ideas. "How about fist fucking her, like that nigger in the movie did?" Joey panted.
"We should reach inside her and pull her fuckin' guts out!" Dave breathed. "You can stick your hand up her cunt and I'll stick mine up her ass-hole!" He lifted his foot, placed the flat sole against Laura's tit and shoved hard, knocking the woman over onto her back on the floor.
He stood over her, running his foot over her skin, squashing her tits against her ribs, and digging his toe into her cunt pit. Then he leaned over and grabbed Laura by the hair, turning her onto her belly. His excitement burned higher every time he caught sight of her bound hands.
He placed his foot in front of her face. "Lick my foot slut!" he ordered her. He wiped his foot across her face, his mind burning with intense desire. "Clean my foot with your tongue!"
Again this was nothing new to Laura. She slid her tongue out and began to clean off Dave's feet, starting with his toes. She ran her tongue in between each toe,, licking carefully, ignoring the foul taste.
"Fuck! She'll really do anything won't she! ? "Joey groaned. Then he suddenly leaned forward, grabbed Laura and jerked her back onto her knees. "Hey! I wasn't finished with her yet!" Dave complained.
"I want to do something that can't wait!" Joey gasped, trembling.
"Open your mouth whore, and keep it open!" he snarled. Laura obeyed, pulling her lips wide. "Wider cuntmeat!" the man snapped. Laura pulled her lips as far apart as she could and Joey placed his semi hard cock against them. He rested the tip on her lower lip and held it there for several seconds.
Then several drops of piss leaked out, followed within seconds by a long stream of yellow fluid. Joey shoved his cock balls deep in Laura's mouth and held her face against him by the hair as she struggled to pull free.
"Swallow it whore!" he hissed. "Swallow it or I'll beat the shit out of you and make you eat it!" He twisted her hair viciously, his piss continuing to spray into her mouth. Laura had no choice but to swallow the hot noxious liquid. It was either that or drown in it.
Joey held her face against him for almost a full minute as his bladder emptied out. Laura swallowed continuously, her mouth and throat burning from the foul stuff. Then Joey's cock hardened, cutting off the flow of piss. His excitement was so great that he couldn't hold back his orgasm.
It arrived full blown with his erection and within seconds sperm shot down into her gullet, a more tasty desert to go with the main course. He shuddered as his cum juice spurted into her face, and his climax rode over him. He almost lost his balance, and had to hang onto Laura's head to keep from falling.
His cock softened then, and piss began to dribble out again. The frightened girl swallowed it all.
"Maybe you should make her swallow some mouthwash next." Dave laughed. His cock showed his excitement though. "I've never used a live toilet before. I oughta go upstairs and chug beers for a few minutes."
His bare foot lashed out and thumped into Laura's belly. She grunted in pain, air whooshing out of her as she collapsed onto the floor. "Wait till the next office party. She's gonna be the life of the party." He snickered.
"What do you want to do with her now?" Joey enquired.
"I don't know. Let me think a minute." He pulled the groaning girl up to her feet then flung her face down on a nearby table. He nudged her legs apart so the two could see how gorgeous her ass and cunt were from this new angle. "That's a pretty picture ain't it?" Joey sighed.
Dave moved forward and placed his erection against Laura's cunt slit, then shoved forward, burying himself inside her warm moist cavity. He fucked her slowly, his hands rubbing across her ass flesh, while he thought of something more imaginative to do to the blonde woman.
Suddenly he smiled. "Hey Joe, go upstairs and get some ice cubes." he said.
"How many?"
"As many as you can find."
Joey giggled and ran out, leaving his friend alone with the girl, casually sliding his erection in and out of her cunt.
Less than a minute later he returned holding several ice cube trays. He placed them on the table, and Dave grabbed them and poured the cubes on the table. He picked one up and held it between two fingers, then he brought it down to where Laura's tiny little puckered ass-hole was winking at him from above his cock.
He pressed the slick ice cube against her ass-hole, holding it there to the entrance for a few seconds as the girl whined and shivered. Then he pushed harder, shoving the rounded cube past the opening until it disappeared inside her.
He picked up a second ice cube and did the same, then a third, fourth, fifth. When he had pushed a dozen ice cubes into the now trembling girl, he began to meet resistance. Her ass tube was clogged with ice cubes, and there was little room for more.
He jammed in the thirteen anyway, then another and another, and two more after that. He could feel the ice cubes moving inside her as they were displaced and rearranged by the pressure of each new cube.
Laura sobbed, and pleaded with him to stop. Her ass-hole was so cold it burned. She imagined frost would soon be coming out of her mouth and ears. Her ass-hole was stuffed full of the hard little cubes and was being continually expanded with each new entry.
"How many is that?" Dave laughed, as Joey pushed another cube into the little hole. "Uh ... It think that's twenty five."
"Wonder how many she can take."
"She'll take as many as we put in."
"That hot little ass of hers will melt them anyway. "
But finally he couldn't get another cube into her. Laura's ass-hole was too packed. It wouldn't even close around the last one, which stuck out almost a quarter inch. Dave grunted in disappointment. His cock continued to slide slowly in her pussy and he imagined he could feel the spreading coolness through the thin bit of meat that separated her pussy and ass-hole.
He pulled his cock free of her clutching pussy, and then shoved the ice cube in between her cunt lips. Laura squealed anew as her hot little twat felt the sizzling cold of the ice.
Dave and Joey packed cube after cube up her hot cunt until it too was stuffed to overflowing. Dave had to hold a hand over her ass-hole to keep it from spraying out the tight packed cubes in there. Finally they had shoved every single cube up her ass-hole and cunt.
Dave picked up a roll of electric tape from the table and tore off a long piece. The tape was a couple of inches wide and he placed it down against her skin between her shivering ass cheeks, and between her legs over her pubic mound.
He tore off another piece and wound it around her waist as an added protection, then the two men stepped back and laughed, eying the shivering sobbing girl with glee. "Bet that'll cool off your hot pussy slut!" Dave laughed.
He threw her forward onto the table so she lay on her back, her legs spread wide around the bulging cubes. He dragged her down by the hair so her head hung over the edge of the table, then he stuck his prick between her lips. "Suck me off twat meat!" Dave cackled.
Even after the two left, leaving Laura in the same position they found her, hanging from her wrists, the ice continued to freeze her guts. It was almost an hour before the last of it melted and her belly started to lose its hardness, longer still before she could stop shivering.
EIGHT
Mike no longer had to do his work. Whenever he got an assignment, he passed it off to one of the other guys in the office, all of whom were glad to do it for him in return for a hot fucking session with Laura.
Then he got the bright idea of giving the blonde to his boss for a weekend. Laura was bound hand and foot and hauled across the city to Mr. Rose's house. There she was fucked and abused for two days straight by Mr. Rose and his friends.
After that, Mike didn't get any assignments, much to the disappointment of the rest of the office. Laura still went into work, though it humiliated her every day. The men and especially the women, treated her with contempt. The men made obscene remarks around her all the time.
Sometimes one of them would corner her and squeeze and fondle her breasts, or stick their hands down her pants or up her skirt. At least once a day, Mr. Rose would call her into the office and fuck her in the cunt or ass-hole. Sometimes one of the other men would catch her in a vulnerable place like the stockroom and would shove her across a table and chair, tear down her pants and stick their cocks in her.
Once Jim Flannagan had jumped into the elevator after her and pushed the stop button. He'd backed her into the corner, grabbed her leg and jerked it up and onto the handrail running around the elevator.
Her mumbled protests and whimpering complaints had been totally ignored as he slid his hands up her skirt, tore her panties off, zipped down his pants, pulled out his monstrous erection and stuffed it up into her pussy right there.
He'd pounded his body into hers with a ferocious intensity that left bruises on her buttocks from their impact against the side of the elevator. His cock had skewered her as she was crushed helplessly into the corner of the car. After he'd cum he'd pulled out and zipped up, then released the lock and calmly gotten off at the next floor. He hadn't said a single word to her.
Meanwhile at home, Mike continued to treat her as his sex slave, fucking her any way and any time he chose. Hanging her in different positions and making her crawl around on the floor.
One day he brought her to a long windowless building in the cities industrial section. He'd refused to tell her where they were going, and she'd wondered if he were taking her to another man's house again, like Mr. Rose.
Instead she found over a dozen people hanging around in various states of undress. There were several cameras around, and a number of spotlights and other movie equipment. She turned questioningly to Mike but he ignored her.
He shook hands with a small curly-haired man in glasses. "Here she is Douggie." he grinned. The man eyed Laura speculatively. "Looks good, sometimes you can't tell from a video."
"Oh she's hot all right, even better without her clothes." he turned to Laura "Strip." he ordered her.
Laura colored, looking around at all the people. "Now!" he snapped, giving her the look he used that meant she'd be in real trouble if she delayed any longer.
Her hands moved to the buttons down the front of her shirt and slowly undid them. When she reached the waistband of her skirt, Mike impatiently jerked the shirt wide and pulled it off. Then he unbuttoned her skirt and shoved it down till it dropped to pool around her ankles. She wore no underwear of course and Dougie could see every inch of her hot blushing skin.
"Very nice. The camera'll love her." He grinned. He pulled a cheap flowered robe from a table next to him and handed it to her. "Here. You can wear this between takes." he said. Then he walked over to a group of men and women standing by a big double bed.
"What's going on?" she appealed to Mike.
"You're gonna be in a movie babe. Just do whatever he tells you to and I'll be happy."
"But I don't want to be in a movie again I was already in a movie." she whined.
"This is a real movie you stupid slut!" he growled. "It's called Sex Fiends and it's gonna be in theatres coast to coast, and in all the video stores. Maybe we can rent one so your Mom and Dad can see it." he grinned.
"Okay come on over here honey." Doug called to her. She looked appealingly at Mike but he glared at her and she slowly shuffled over to the bed.
"Put this on." Doug told her. He held out an armful of clothes, including a knee length skirt, matching jacket, white shirt, socks and underwear. She shyly pulled the skirt up under her robe, then turned to don the bra and shirt.
"You'll play a school girl visiting the principal." Doug told her. "Just walk toward that desk there." he pointed. "And say You wanted to see me Sir?' You got that?"
She looked at the desk, where a big middle aged man wearing a suit was sitting.
"That's Jack. Say hello Jack." Doug called. The man raised his hand. "Hello." he said.
"He's gonna be the principal. Just go along with whatever he does. He knows the script."
"Okay everyone this is a take." he called to the group. Most of them moved away from where the camera could see them, leaving Jack alone behind the desk, pretending to work on papers.
"Action!" Doug called. The cameras started whirring, pointing at Jack, and then Doug nodded and pointed to Laura. She walked forward slowly, embarrassed to be the center of attention, and anxious about what was going to happen.
She started to speak then cleared her throat nervously. "Uhhh ... You wanted to see me Sir?" she squeaked. Her face colored and she expected to have Doug and Mike yell at her but they didn't stop the cameras.
Jack looked up from his desk and frowned. "Yes Cynthia. Sit down there please." he pointed at a chair in front of his desk. She sat down facing him, trying not to look around at the cameras and bright lights.
Jack drummed his fingers on the desk for a few seconds, then stood up and came around the front. He stood behind her chair and his hands stroked her hair. "I've been hearing rumors about you Cynthia." he said. Since she didn't know what she was supposed to say, she said nothing.
"The rumors say your a fucking virgin." he grinned. His hands slid around her neck, and then down under her jacket to cup her right breast. "I'm sure that isn't true, but I'd better check anyway." he said. Laura trembled, and then timidly reached a hand down to pull his away.
His other hand grabbed her hair and jerked her head up and back, making her cry out in pain. Then he grabbed her shirt and tore it from throat to waist. "I didn't say you had a choice you little slut!" he sneered.
He jerked her out of her chair, then threw her on her back across his desk. His hands seized her shirt and tore it apart, then ripped her bra open, revealing her white shining breasts. "I love little schoolgirl tits." he said.
His mouth dropped onto her left tit and sucked on it as one of the cameras edged closer. His teeth closed around the nipple then pulled upward, jerking her nipple up with it so the camera could see.
His hand slid up and down her leg, pushing her skirt up past her crotch. He squeezed her mound through the panties then his fingers grabbed hold of the thin material and tore it off. "I love bald pussy!" he groaned. "There's nothing like little virgin cunt meat for breakfast."
"She's a natural." Doug whispered to Mike. "She'll do anything you tell her to. She's the hottest little slut I've ever met."
"Are you sure we don't have to fake the S and M stuff?" Dough whispered.
"Naaahh. She loves it."
They watched as Jack dropped his pants, revealing a huge fat twelve inch cock. Jack slid his hand up and down the shaft several times as he grinned down at the astonished look on Laura's face.
"Bet your little schoolboys don't have a cock like this huh Cynthia?" he gloated.
He pushed the tip against her cunt and shoved forward, driving several inches into the hapless girl's crotch hole. His hands slid over her breasts, twisting and fondling the white meat as a camera moved to one side to catch his cock thrusts, and another camera moved to catch his hands moulding and tearing at her titties.
He stuffed in ten inches and then hit bottom, so he pulled back and shoved forward again. Laura grunted and moaned with sudden pain as his cockmeat rammed the back wall of her cunt pit with tremendous force.
Her eyes were half blinded by the lights aimed at them, but she could make out the people beyond the lights milling about, watching her and Jack. One of the cameramen came in close and knelt right in front of the desk as Jack pushed her legs high and apart, and pulled himself off to one side so the camera could get a good shot of his cock sliding in and out of her hairless cuntslit.
Laura gasped in dismay, trying to wriggle away and cover herself, but she was afraid to anger Mike, and overwhelmed by the force of her situation. She didn't want everyone to get mad at her, and so wasn't sure what to do but lay there.
Jack pushed her ankles up further, and fucked her with long smooth cockstrokes as the camera watched. Doug came in behind the cameraman, whispering something in the man's ear as they watched the long cock moving in and out of her pussy.
The cameraman brought his camera in closer, and moved a little to one side to get a better angle. The other cameraman moved around to the other side of the desk, his camera just above Laura's head as he pointed it down at her crotch. Jack pushed her legs apart more to give him a better shot, and continued to fuck his dong into her with an almost nonchalant ease.
Then Doug was in behind Jack whispering in his ear. The man nodded, and Doug scurried away. Jack glared fiercely down at her. "Like that you little teenage slut?" he sneered. He pulled his cock out of her, then turned her over, pulling her legs down off the desk so she was bent over it.
The cameraman by her head, scuttled around to the other side, and the two of them knelt only a couple of feet on either side of her ass, their cameras pointed at her cunt as Jack positioned his prong at her slit and slowly pushed it forward until it was stuffed up into her once more, cramming against the sides and end of her fuck hole.
Despite her embarrassment at the people watching Laura began to get aroused by the strong fucking her pussy was undergoing. She glanced behind her and a shiver went through her body at the sight of the two cameramen, intently filming her ass and cunt as the long fat fuck stick moved in and out of her.
Movie or not, her cunt was getting tremendously excited, and she began almost unconsciously to grind her ass back against Jacks hard thrusts. She began to await the sharp pain inside her belly when Jack's cock would smash into End of her cunt and crush forward, trying to break through to her womb.
She pushed her ass back, humping back to meet his rutting fucks, jamming her cunt on his pistoning tool.
"That's it slut!" Jack snarled. "Jam that pussy back against my cock! You need it don't you? Dirty little girl!"
He jerked her skirt up higher, then brought his hand slapping down against her soft round behind. It hit with a loud CRACK! that seemed to echo around the room.
"Bad girl!" he hissed. His hand smacked her buttock again, then hit the other. He fucked into her furiously while his hands slapped repeatedly down against her ass cheeks, turning them a fiery red, even as his cock burned up her insides.
He pulled out then and moved to one side of her. Then he started spanking her in earnest, his arm going high in the air to bring his hand whipping down against her tender ass. "I'll teach you to be such a slut!" he snapped.
His hand left white handprints on her ass each time it hit the reddened skin. Laura sobbed and ground her pussy against the edge of the desk, each slap sending her thighs mashing into the hard wood, sending her pulsing pussy into a higher shuddering heat.
Then he stopped and stepped behind her once more. His cock slammed into her pussy again, whipping in and out furiously. Laura's hands grabbed the sides of the desk as she raised her chest up off the surface. She felt Jack grab her hair, jerk her head back against his chest. She turned her head as far to the side as she could and their lips met, crushed together, their tongues intertwined.
"Cut!" Doug yelled. "Don't waste your cum inside her Jack. We've got other scenes to film. Jack pulled his still hot hard erection from the tight confines of her cuntpit and moved back away from her.
She felt another slap on her ass and jerked slightly. "Come on babe, get those clothes off so we can do the next scene." Doug ordered.
A woman moved forward and unhooked her skirt, pulling it off. Laura shakily stood up, blinking against the lights. Her pussy was moaning in anguish at having been deprived of it's plunging tenant.
The woman pulled Laura's open shirt and jacket off in one smooth motion, indicating long experience with befuddled fuck happy actresses. Her hands slid around Laura and pulled off her dress. She turned Laura impatiently around and then grabbed her hands, pulling them behind her.
"This is the bondage scene everyone okay?" Doug called. He came over and inspected Laura as the woman fastened handcuffs around her wrists.
"Okay all you need to do here is groan and moan a lot. Got that Laura?" he enquired.
She nodded, staring down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes.
Jack was now completely naked as well, his erection just starting to soften. Doug was standing next to him whispering into his ear and gesturing at Laura. Jack grinned tightly and nodded.
A girl came up behind her and played with her hair, fastening it into a pair of pony tails on either side of her head. Then she pushed Laura into the center of the set. "Get down on your knees." she said blandly. Laura knelt, her hands testing the cuffs. They were real enough, at least they wouldn't let her hands go.
"Action!" Doug called.
Jack stomped over to her as Laura looked up anxiously. He grinned nastily, then his hand came down and slapped her face hard, making her cry out, and knocking her to the floor. "I won't have disobedience you slutty little twat!" he cursed.
He grabbed a chunk of her hair and jerked her back to her knees, then dragged her forward across the floor until he was sitting in a chair. "You've got such a big mouth lets see how you like having something besides your tongue in there." he snarled.
He pulled her face into his crotch and his huge cock pushed against her lips. His hand went around her throat and before she could open her lips he squeezed tightly and hissed at her. "Suck my cock you round heeled whore!"
She opened her mouth and his cock slammed into it. Six inches moved past her lips and his cockhead pushed insistently at the entrance to her throat. She began bobbing her head up and down on the huge thing, hoping she could bring him off before he tried to push the entire length into her.
But then Jack stood up and moved around behind her. His hands grabbed her hair again, dragging her head way back so she was looking up the length of his body behind her. His cockhead pushed past her lips and then he jerked on her head at the same time as he mashed and twisted and jerked his long cock inside her mouth.
She felt the head slip into her gullet, and then he shoved his hips forward and down hard. His cockhead and shaft were forced into her throat, going way down the narrow length. She could feel the progress of his rounded cock-knob as it moved through her throat and could tell that the head was moving right past her throat, could tell that the cockhead was actually inside her chest.
Jacks sweaty balls were pressed against her face, on either side of her nose as he pushed every inch of fuck meat into her mouth. Laura's throat ached from the pressure of the cock inside it and her tongue was able to do little more than flutter about helplessly as the huge shaft went right through her mouth and down into her body.
"Get a real good close shot of that!" she heard Doug whisper to one of the cameramen. "Suck, little girl, suck!" Jack groaned. His prick started to move within her throat, cockhead sliding out of her chest and up into her neck again.
He pumped his cock in her throat for almost two full minutes, then pulled it free of her mouth entirely. He shoved her forward, her head mashing into the rug as he spread her legs out to either side and knelt behind her.
"I'll show you how good little girls learn to obey the principal!" he grunted. He pushed his cock, drooling with spit and pre-cum against her tightly closed cunt slit. Laura felt her pussy lips parted, shoved aside by his enormous rounded helmet.
One of the cameramen hurried over to kneel right beside Jack, his camera aimed at Laura's crotch and the long fat cock just barely inside. Then Laura gasped and cried out in pain as Jack lunged forward, jamming his huge meat stick deep into her belly in a single brutal stroke.
Laura felt like she'd been stabbed, impaled on a bloody instrument of torture. Jack wanted to push every single inch of cock inside her for the camera. He kept pushing, and jerking, lunging forward against her crotch, determined to make his cock disappear inside her.
Laura felt enormous pain inside her belly, like a terrible cramp. Then it was like something inside her moved or was shoved aside. She felt Jack's monster cock surge forward inside her, and his belly slapped against her buttocks as he buried himself fully in her hot center.
Laura gritted her teeth, her breath coming out of her in deep heaving gasps as the pain tore through her system. She closed her eyes, only slightly aware that the other cameraman was poised only feet in front of her, capturing the look of agony on her face.
Jack's mammoth prick started to move up and down her slender cunt tube, pushing and shoving aside the silky pussy walls as it pumped. Faster and faster it went, churning up her insides, pounding her guts with relentless brutal force.
The camera behind her moved back so it could capture both of them, could see Jack's muscular body slamming forward and back, could see Laura's buttocks being crushed and mashed by the impact of Jack's groin, could see her entire body jerked and buffeted by his powerful driving thrusts.
Laura's eyes watered, then misted over. Her guts were spinning and heaving with the tremendous pain of her impalement. The long fuck pole was like a huge spike driven into her body, a spike that brought pain and heat, and something else ...
It brought an undeniable arousal to her body. She couldn't help it. Her clit was being all but squashed by the enormous intruding meat slab that was ripping in and out of her hairless twat. His prick rasped against the sensitive little bug like sandpaper.
Her breasts were mashed against the carpet, and being rubbed furiously back and forth against the floor as Laura's body was buffeted by Jack's terrible pounding cock.
Her insides quaked and roiled, she grunted in time to the powerful rutting thrusts. Her mind turned to jelly at the continuous pounding of the giant prong up her cunt.
Her mouth opened in a soundless cry of agonized pleasure, her body shook and trembled, and her abdomen seemed to bulge outward as her guts erupted in a torrent of sexual cramps. Her entire body was electrified, her hair stood on end, and her mind reeled under the attack of searing wildfire orgasms.
"She's a fucking natural!" Doug exulted.
"More like a natural fuck." Mike whispered back.
"I can use her in a couple of other pictures I'm doing after this one."
"We'll talk price later." Mike said smugly.
They turned back to watch as Jack tore his giant fuck pole out of Laura's cunt and rammed it into her ass-hole. Laura squealed with pain and excitement and rammed her ass back against it.
*****
Over the next three hours Laura was fucked by four, different men, and sucked off a gorgeous redheaded woman. She was bent over the desk and spanked, strung up from the wrists and whipped, kicked, spat on, and abused ... and came more times than she could count.
She no longer cared about who saw her, or what happened. So long as the cocks kept ramming into her mouth and cunt and ass-hole, she would be happy and content.
They dressed her up and guided her into scenes, like an automaton. Her eyes were glazed over and her body trembled and twitched every few seconds, even between takes. When the final scene arrived, and she was gang banged by fifteen men, she collapsed into mindless ecstasy. Her brain evaporated, or was dissolved in a constant stream of sperm.
Never again would she return to work. She'd found her calling. Money didn't matter, all that mattered was getting fucked and used, as roughly as possible, by as many men as possible.
She groaned as two cocks were stuffed into her mouth at once. Her body trembled and shook as another orgasm washed over her. She was in heaven, nirvana, and she would never leave.
