Chapter 18

“So what do you want to do?” Stacy asked over the phone.

The first thing Olivia did when she woke up that morning was call her best friend.  She wanted to get reclaim her stuff and the last thing she wanted was her mother getting snoopy.  “I want to get my bike back before my mom notices.  She hasn’t gone into the backyard yet this morning so she still doesn’t know it’s missing, but it’s just a matter of time.”

“So your plan is what?  Buy a new one, or do you plan on going back there and getting it?”

“I want to get it back Stace!  This morning if possible.  Will you come with me?” Olivia asked while sitting on her bed rubbing Dr. Sander’s lotion into her crotch.  It was just an over-the-counter salve, but it always seemed to help when her pussy was recovering from a busy night of sex.  Looking down Olivia saw that the redness and swelling were almost completely gone.  Fuck you do heal fast she thought as she waited for Stacy’s response.

“Uhhh, yeah, of course, if you think that’s the best thing to do.  I mean what if the cops are waiting for him?  Carl said he tipped his cop buddies off about Julio and he thought they might try and bust him today.”

“Stace we can just say we’re cutting through on the way to McDonalds or something if there are cops there, but I doubt there will be, not this early in the morning.  So are you in?”

“Sure, when were you thinking?”

“Right now.  I’m just going to throw my hair in a pony tail and put on my running gear so my mom thinks I’m going running.  I’ll tell her I’m going out for a run and then heading over to your house after.  That should cover us for time in case it takes longer to get my stuff back than I expect.”

“Well what does that mean, longer than you expect?”

“Well if he’s not there yet we’ll have to hang out until he does get there.  You still have the key to your room?”

“Yeah, don’t you have yours?”

“No, it’s in my back pack, and I can’t exactly go ask for another since the room is in Carl’s name.”

“Ok, but give me about half an hour, I’m still in my pajamas.”

“Fine, hurry up.  See there.  Bye.”  Hanging up the phone Olivia pulled out the bottom drawer of her dresser and pulled out one of the paper bags along with her birth control pill package.  Turning the blister pack over in her hand she found the expiration date and cringed.  Shit!  They expired three years ago!  I sure hope they still work.  I guess I’ll know soon enough.  Popping the second last pill out of the package, Olivia put the little pink pill on the top of her dresser and grabbed the bag.  Just in case Julio is there and he needs a bribe to get her stuff back, Olivia grabbed a small stack of twenties and put them up next to her pill before pushing the bag back inside the dresser and replacing the drawer.

Grabbing a sports bra and a tank top from one drawer and some regular panties and a pair of spandex running shorts, Olivia started getting dressed for a morning run.  Stuffing the bills into her sports bra, she pulled her tank top over her head and made sure the bulge from the money couldn’t be seen.

Throwing her hair into a pony tail, Olivia pulled on a pair of ankle socks and grabbed her phone and headphones.

Opening her door Olivia saw her mom just walking into the bathroom.  “Morning mom, just going for a run, maybe heading over to Stacy’s for a while and see what she’s up to,” she said as she walked by the open bathroom door.

Lauren Hastings turned around and looked at her bright-eyed and bushy-tailed daughter as she bounced by down the hallway.  “How can you have so much energy this early in the morning kiddo?  I feel like a tired old woman and you’re bouncing around like a baby kangaroo.”

“You’re not old mom, you just need more exercise!” Olivia laughed as she pushed the headphone buds into her ears and headed for the front door.

“Are you going to be home for lunch honey?” Lauren yelled from the bathroom counter.  She was staring at the mirror and the middle-aged woman who was staring back at her.  She still looked good, but she felt old and worn out.  Maybe Olivia is right, maybe I do need to get out more and get the blood flowing in this old body, she thought as she pulled at the soft flesh of her cheeks checking the elasticity. 

“Should be mom.  I don’t think I’ll be all that long.  See ya!” Olivia shouted as pulled on her Asics and headed out the door.  She hadn’t really planned on doing a real run, it was just her cover, but as she feigned stretching, the urge to actually get some legitimate exercise came over her and she bent down from the waist and gave her hamstrings a good stretch. Touching her palms flat onto the ground she bobbed from one side to the other giving each leg a good stretch and feeling the burn from her hammies.   It had been weeks since she did anything physical other than sex and it felt good so far.

Standing up, she stretched out her quads and calves and arms and shoulders.  Maybe a good run is just what I need to clear my head.

From his living room window, Reed Johnson enjoyed the display of physical perfection bending and stretching before him.  The large yew tree next to his window gave him great cover to appreciate the show.  His cock was getting hard just watching her perfect ass as she remained bent over at the waist.  “Fuck would I ever love to grab onto that ass and fuck the shit out of her from behind like that.”

Not knowing that she was putting on such a show, Olivia finished stretching and started out at a slow pace running down the driveway and onto the road, her ponytail bobbing away behind her as her neighbor stared at her pert little ass bound up in the tight spandex running shorts, as she broke in to a full out jog. 

It felt good putting her muscles to work as she cranked up the volume on her music.  Black Eyed Peas blared in her ears as she headed down the street in the direction of the motel.  It wasn’t even nine in the morning and she was on her mission to retrieve her possessions.  Too bad I can’t get my gold bar back.  I still can’t believe somebody took that! she thought as she felt her legs pumping hard.  She thought she could feel the phantom sensations of her missing jewelry between her legs. 

Her steady pace had her crossing the road and into the parking lot of the Red Roof barely ten minutes after she left her house.  Pretty good timing since it had been almost a month since she’d last done anything even remotely athletic like this!  Olivia was deep in thought, formulating her plan on how she would get her stuff back, knock on Julio’s door I guess, she thought as she slowed down to a quick walk for the rest of the short distance to the row of rooms that comprised the south wing of the motel. 

Julio’s room was two doors from the end, and Olivia contemplated if she should just go around back and wait for Stacy, or be bold and just go up and knock on the door.  What if he isn’t there?  What then Olivia?  Are you going to break the door down or what?

Seizing the moment before she chickened out, Olivia walked right up to Julio’s room and knocked on the chipped and faded red door.  The curtains were drawn with just a small gap between them, just like she’d noted they were yesterday.  It was Julio’s lookout perch just on the other side of those barely parted sun bleached curtains.

She waited a few more seconds and knocked again.  No answer.  Shit.  What now?  There were a dozen cars in the parking lot she noted as she looked around.  Were any of these familiar looking?  I have no idea she thought as she tried remembering what kind of car it was they’d loaded her into yesterday.  The memories were just too blurry.  All she could remember were the feel of hands on her body and the sense of floating as she was half carried/dragged out to the car.  The warm cloth back seat where she was laid down was about the only lasting thought.

Looking around, Olivia hadn’t really thought of another plan, assuming a drug dealer would be open for business on a Tuesday morning.  Hmmm, where was Julio’s house?  I bet he’s still there.  Maybe that’s a good thing.  Maybe I can get the chamber maid to let me in?  It was probably too early for that option, although she did see the maid’s cart down at the end of the row, down by an open door.  Maybe I can talk her into letting me in?

Olivia sauntered down past the row of doors with their drawn curtains.  Yes, that would be ticket, she’d convince the chamber maid she’d been visiting a friend and had left her stuff in the room when she…, when she what?  What good excuse did she have for leaving her bike and backpack behind?  Uhhh, I was drugged and taken from the room after being gang raped for hours?  That sound plausible?  Hmmm, we went to a party and I thought I could come back later and get my stuff.  Yeah that makes sense.

Olivia arrived at the cart and looked in the open door it was in front of and didn’t see anyone immediately, bit she heard someone whistling from inside.  “Hello?” she called out, not wanting to intrude on somebody working.  “Hello, is anyone in there?”

“Yeah missy, I’m here.  What do you need?” asked a man’s voice from the bathroom.  Olivia stepped in through the doorway and stood in the threshold as a figure emerged from the bathroom at the other end of the room.

“Hi!” Olivia said, and then recognized the man.  He was the guy who she’d just about run over with her bike the night after her cum drinking marathon.  He’d helped her up and had been kind and courteous to her.  Yes!  I bet he’ll help me.  “Hi, I was wondering if you could help me out?  I was visiting a friend yesterday and I left my bike and my back pack in his room.  I thought we’d be coming back later for it, but we didn’t.  I knocked but my friend doesn’t seem to be there, could you open up the room so I could get my stuff?”

“I know you,” he said looking her up and down.  She looked pretty sexy in her tight little running clothes he noted.  “You’re that girl that nearly ran me over that night a week or so ago, right?”

“Yeah, that’s me, sorry about that again,” she said with a bright smile.

“Yeah, I seen you around here a lot lately.  You visiting your friend a lot?”

“No, not really,” she replied, wondering if he really knew why he’d seen her around this place.

“Well, l’m not supposed to let people into other guests rooms,” he said as he took a few steps closer to her.  “At least not without their permission.  I think you better come back later and hope your friend comes back.”

“I can’t!  I need to get my bike now, my mom doesn’t know I left it here and she might get mad if I don’t get it back right away,” Olivia explained, hoping she could get a little sympathy from the guy.

“Well, we can see if he’s there or not, but that’s about as far as I can help ya,” he said as he walked to the doorway and ushered her out the door, gently placing his hand on the small of her back and guiding her out of the room.

Olivia could smell the perspiration coming off his body.  He was a hard worker and smelled like it she noted.  From memory she recalled him smelling that same earthy-type smell from the night she’d nearly run him over.  I guess bathing isn’t something this guy does every morning she thought with a small knowing grin.

He walked close to her as they walked down the row of room until they got to the one second from the end.  “This is the one,” Olivia said as she stopped in front of Julio’s room. 

“You sure that’s the right room” He inquired.

“Yeah, that’s the one,” she replied innocently.

He gave her a suspicious that melted away quickly.  “You sure he’s not there?  You knocked hard enough?” he asked, still eying her up.

“Yeah, twice.”

“Let me give it a try,” he said as he rapped his knuckles against the faded red paint on the door.  He waited several seconds before trying again.  “Sorry miss, I guess he ain’t there.  You’ll have to come back later I guess.”

“But I can’t!  I need to get my stuff now!” she pleaded.

“I can’t just let you into somebody else’s room, not without good reason.  You’ll just have to wait for your friend to come back.”

“Look, he’s not really a friend, I just met him.  I don’t really know when or if he is coming back.  I just need to get my stuff and I’d rather not have him know I was here getting it.  Can you please just open the door and let me get my stuff?” she begged.

“You sound a bit distressed there girl, something happen in there that makes you not want to see this guy again?”

Hoping for even an ounce of sympathy, Olivia answered, “look I just really need to get my stuff.  I don’t want to wait because if the guy comes back…”  Olivia hesitated, not knowing what tact was the best course of action.  “Well…, another friend of mine said the cops might be waiting for the guy and I don’t want to be around if that happens.  Look mister, I just really need to see if my bike and back pack are in there or not.”

“Cops?  Why would cops be waiting for the guy?  Because of something that happened in there?” he asked with growing concern.

“I guess,” she said, uncertain how to answer, her only goal was to get that door open and she sensed she was going the right way to get that to happen.  How to answer the guy and get that key in the door was the only thing standing in her way.

“What happened in there and why would the cops be waiting for him if he comes back?  Did you speak to the police already?”

“No, nothing like that.  They wouldn’t be waiting for him because of anything I said, but if they knew what had happened to me, they sure would be.”

“Well who did speak to the police and why would they be waiting for this guy?”

“Well I guess it relates back to what happened in a way.”

“Go on,” he said, obviously very interested in the guy she was talking about and how the police would be involved.

“Well the guy from this room drugged me, and my friend thinks the cops might raid this room to see if he still has drugs in it.”

“He drugged you?  Are you serious?” he asked with growing concern in his voice.  “Did anything happen to you?”

“Yeah,” she said cautiously.

“Did you call the police about it?”

“No.”

“But your friend called the police about the drugs?”

“I don’t know to be honest.  He just said he thought the cops might be waiting and I should get my stuff out of there before that happens.”

“Well what happened to you after the guys drugged you.  Did they touch you in any way?”

“Yeah, more than that,” she said trying to sound upset, hoping he would just open the damn door and let her get her stuff out of there.

“This is very serious my dear.  The police need to be called about this,” he said pulling a phone out of his pocket.

“No don’t!  I don’t want to get them involved!  I just want my stuff back!  That’s all I want, I swear!” she cried, grabbing his arm in the process.

“Missy, this ain’t no laughing matter.  This is very serious business,” he said dialing buttons on his phone.  Holding the device to his ear he said, “Police?  Yeah, I need your help, I have a young woman here who says she was sexually assaulted at the Red Roof Inn yesterday.  Yeah, she’s standing right in front of me.”  Pausing, he continued, “Yeah.  Her name?  Hold on.  Young lady, what’s your full name?”

Shaking her head no, Olivia didn’t want this guy reporting anything including her name.

“Miss, they need your name, please give it to me so I can tell them,” he urged.

“Olivia, Olivia Hastings.”

The guy repeated her name into the phone.  “Your address Olivia and the name of a parent or guardian?”

Olivia gave her address and her mom’s name. 

“Lauren Hastings you said?”

“Yes,” she replied.  I’m fucked, she thought as she listened to the guy giving her info to the police, and then something strange happened.

“Yeah, she says you guys already know about this particular room and that you’ll be coming later to bust the guy who this room belongs to, for drugs.  Yep, really.  Nope, not her doing.  Some friend of hers, some guy.  Yeah maybe.  Ok, see you soon,” he said and then hung up the phone.

Olivia looked at the guy suspiciously, why would he give some of those answers to the police?  What questions were they asking that would provide answers like he just gave?

“Ok, why don’t I let you in while we wait for them to get here,” he said pulling a large set of keys from his pocket.

Finally!  At least I’ll get my stuff back.  The door opened up and Olivia could see her bike over his shoulder resting against the dresser where she’d left it.  Following him in, he held the door open and she stepped in past him.  Olivia spotted her back pack over by the bedside table and went over and picked it up.  The sound of the door closing got her attention.

The overly-concerned maintenance guy was standing there looking at her, calculating it looked like.

“What?” she asked, and then realized something that she’d missed earlier.  This guy hadn’t given the police the address or the room number.  Oh shit Olivia what did you just do?  Play it cool, you talked your way in, maybe you can talk your way out too.

“Why don’t you have a seat.  He’ll be along shortly,” he said curtly.  The tender concern he’d showed earlier seemed to be gone.

“The police you mean, right?”

“Just relax, everything will be alright.  Put the TV on, it’ll give you something to do while we wait,” he said as he walked over to the curtains and looked out.

“You didn’t call the police, did you?”

“Now don’t get yourself all worried and stuff, everything is going to be alright.  You’ll see.”

Olivia sat down on the bed and wondered how monumental of a screw-up she’d just committed.  Chalk it up to being young and stupid she thought.

Ten minutes passed by before Olivia heard a car pull up out front and then the door slam shut.  She heard the footsteps and knew it was going to be Julio.  The door opened and there he was looking very unhappy.

“So we meet again little girl,” he said as he leered at her before closing the door behind him.

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“So let me get this straight, the fat man tipped off the cops about my…, operation here.  Is that about right?”

“I guess, he didn’t really say much, just that he thought you called the cops on him, so he was going to return the favor.  That’s all he said.”  Olivia felt like a prisoner of war being interrogated, and she was smack dab in the middle of a war between Carl and his drug dealer.

“Well I guess we better move then,” he said standing up from his usual chair.  “Willy, will you go around and open up whatever room Carl has while I grab my stash.  Thanks man. Olivia Hastings, you open the door and lead the way.”

Great, nice going Liv, he knows who you are, you really fucked this one up she thought as she walked around the corner of the motel and went around the side towards her room,  Her room!  Not Carl’s room, HER room!  And Julio was going to invade it.  “Fuck a duck,” she cursed. As she walked down to the fourth door, her door.

Once inside, and his lock box safely stashed under the bathroom vanity, Julio sat down in one of the two chairs.  “Well kid, I guess you did me a favor.  The fat man could have seriously fucked up my enterprise, but thanks to you, we got advance warning.  Willy, I guess that means we’ll have to find a new home, any ideas?”

“Yeah, the Motel 6 down the way ought to do,” said the maintenance man who was obviously more than just a maintenance man.  He was a sentry for Julio, the local drug dealer, and probably more than that too.

“So what’s your deal with the fat man, you his whore or something?”

“Yeah,” was all she said.

“He said there were two of you, the other one a friend of yours?” he asked.   And as if on cue, Olivia saw a shadow pass by the window and moments later the door next her room open and close.  “That her now?”

“Yeah, timing is our specialty,” Olivia replied with a sour smirk.  Add to that our judge of character and we’re really hitting on all cylinders today Liv.

“Well, I have a deal for you, and your friend too, but mostly you.  Since I know where you live, your name, and even your mother’s name, I think maybe I need to work out an arrangement like you got with the fat man.

Great another guy who wants to profit from my pussy.  “What kind of arrangement?” she asked with deliberate disgust.

“What?  That doesn’t sound interesting to you?” he asked curiously.

“Not at all.”

“Well I’m interested in knowing all about it.  So what exactly is your deal with the fat man?”

Olivia just stared at him while he stared right back at her.  It was a battle of wills and Olivia knew hers was weak.  Finally she answered, only she threw a twist in it that she hoped would get her out of this trouble.  “I like sex, but Carl has taken it too far now.  At first it was just supposed to be a few guys for fun for me, and money for him.  But now he’s got it out of control and I want to stop,” she said with some emotion in her voice.  Sure it was an act, but he didn’t have to know that.  Well actually, it wasn’t entirely an act.  The endless assembly line of guys Carl seemed steadfast on lining up for her every weekend was too much.  It took the fun out of sex.

“Hmmm, well with all the comings and goings I’ve seen around here lately, I figured you and your friend were on board with it all, otherwise you wouldn’t keep coming back.”  Julio paused for a moment, apparently giving his next words careful choice.  “Look, for the record, I didn’t call the cops on the fat man so he’s wrong there.  After all, why would I want the 5-0 sniffing around my business?  And after what we did to you yesterday, you didn’t need to come and warn me about the cops, but you did, so I owe you one, so I won’t add to whatever it is the fat man has you dealing with.  I’m only going to ask you this; once in a while, I’d like you to consider doing me a favor.”

“What kind of favor?” Olivia asked, thinking she was maybe getting out of this easier than she expected.

“I’d like to hire you to entertain the occasional friend or two.  You choose the place, you set the price, you say what goes down.  The money is all yours, no splitting with the fat man.  I owe you that at least.  What do you say to that?” Julio said sincerely.

Olivia pondered his proposal and was actually finding it somewhat enticing, being able to choose on her own was a very big deal to her.  No pressure, and whenever she wanted, a good deal all-around.  “I say yes,” Olivia responded with a bright smile.  “But one thing-“

“Yeah what?”

“Can I get my bike back now so I can go home please?”

“Yeah sure, here’s my key, go get your stuff and…, oh yeah, you want this back?” Julio asked holding up a small piece of golden metal.

“My bar!  You have it!” Olivia cried out.

“Yeah, sorry, I was going to keep it as a souvenir but after Willy here called me and told me about you tipping me off about the cops, I started feeling bad about it,” he said holding it out for her.  He waited for Olivia to reach out for it before he pulled his hand back.  “On one condition though,” he said with a grin.  “I get to put it back in.”

Olivia looked at him and wondered if that was a trick.  Hopefully it’s just a ploy to get sex and that’s all.  “Yeah, I guess that would be ok,” Olivia answered while looking down at the key in her hand.  “I’m going to get my stuff first and then we can talk about my bar,” she said as she got up and headed out the door.

Olivia peered around the corner and looked for any suspicious cars in the lot, making sure there weren’t any cars or trucks that looked like they might be hiding police officers.  The coast looked clear.  She walked the short distance and slid the key into the lock of Julio’s room.  Retrieving her stuff was easy enough to do.  As she went to close the door, she looked back into the room and relived yesterday all over again.  High sex was great, but not when it came down to being so high that it’s all a blank she thought.  Now if she could just get out of this mess with maybe just having to screw Julio and Willy, she’d take her lumps and chalk this up as a learning experience.  One not to be repeated. 

Maybe this whole cop thing happening was a good thing.  Maybe I should take a break for a while until Carl is ready to get back into things.  It seems like this whole mess got out of hand when he started going crazy with the mass sex binges, she thought as she walked her bike back around to her side of the building.  Olivia felt the insides of her thighs rubbing together through the clingy spandex shorts she had on, and realized she was getting moist down there.  She couldn’t even contemplate her life and how sex had screwed it up so much, without getting wet.  Knowing her body would betray her and that she was going to let Julio, and probably Willy fuck her now, Olivia resigned herself to her chosen fate.  Did she still love it, yeah, but not the baggage that went with it. 

Olivia was reaching for her door when she remembered the lump of cash she still had stuffed in her sports bra.  She quickly reached inside her tank top and pulled the sweaty lump of bills out and stuffed it into the front pouch of her back pack.

Opening up the door to her room, Olivia was surprised to find Julio all alone.  “Where did Willy go?”

“He went next door to see if your friend was lonely,” he said plainly.  “Now come on in and let’s see if we can’t put this clit bar back where it belongs.”

Olivia pulled her bike inside and closed the door, and accepted her fate.

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“So how was it?” Olivia asked as Stacy closed the door to her bedroom.  Julio had fucked her long and hard and had paid plenty of attention to making sure she had a good time.  Stacy hadn’t been quite so lucky.

“He stunk, it was gross.  I was just glad when he decided to turn me around.  At least then I could bury my head in the pillow and not have to smell him.  Of course then all I had to worry about was that big thing he was jamming me with,” she replied as she turned her music on to drown out their conversation from any prying ears.  Her sister Katy was home, but she was downstairs in the kitchen making something to eat.

“Really, he was big?” Olivia asked suddenly interested.  Any guys with big dicks were always worth knowing.

“Yeah, not long, but really thick.  I think he was trying to punch my guts out with it,” she said as she  flopped down on the bed next to her friend.

“But was it fun?”

“No.  How about yours?”

“Oh yeah, I’d do him again in a second.  He was really attentive, even put my clit bar back in for me, and then ate me out too.  It was fun.”

“Glad you enjoyed it, for me it was just another one that didn’t give me any choice,” Stacy said sadly. 

“Stace, I’ve been thinking, maybe we ought to give this whole thing a break.”

“I’ve been saying that since the start of this whole…, whatever you want to call it…, quest of yours.  So if you’re looking for my approval, you’ve got it,” Stacy said as she sat there twirling a strand of her dark brown hair. 

Olivia looked at her friend, she was wearing the same kind of tank top she had on, and a pair of jean shorts.  She looked like any other twelve year old kid, not an accomplished sexual beast.  Her pouty lips had seen more cock than even her own experienced mouth had.  Although Olivia had definitely eaten way more cum than Stacy had, she even had video proof of it.  “I know you really don’t care for it all, but I still do, and with everything that’s gone on lately, I think it would be safer if we took a break for a while.”

“If it wasn’t for Carl, I never would have done any of this to begin with, so I’m fine with that.  In fact, consider this my resignation from Carl’s service.  I don’t care what he tries to do, I’m not doing this anymore. In fact, I’m done with sex, period.”

“But Stace, what about last weekend, at Emily’s place?  You were the one who went willingly up to her dad’s room and had sex with him.  You said it was awesome, or am I imagining all that?”

“Fuck you,” Stacy replied with a touch of anger.

“What the hell was that for?” Olivia answered, “and what are you mad at me for?”

“For getting me into all this in the first place,” she said on the verge of tears.

“I don’t get you, one minute you’re loving it all, and the next you’re hating it, and hating me for the fact that I love it too.  I’m your best friend Stace and I thought I understood you, but when it comes to sex, you’re very confusing.”

Tears started down Stacy’s cheeks and she brought her hands up to cover her face while she sobbed gently.

Olivia sat there next to her friend and put her arms around her and let her cry out her pent up emotions.  “It’s ok Stace, just let it out.  We can fix it you know.  Whatever it is you want to do, or not do, we can make it right.  It’s your choice you know.”

Stacy wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and just let her best friend hold her.  The past three weeks of emotional stress poured out of her all at once. “I’m sorry Liv, I’m just not strong enough to be able to handle this,” she cried in her friend’s arms.

“I know Stace,” Olivia soothed, “I know.  I understand, you don’t have to do anything anymore.  I’ll talk with Carl and make sure he never pushes you again.  And I’m sorry that I got you into this.”

The minutes passed by slowly as Stacy’s sobbing slowed and her tears faded.  Stacy couldn’t find the words at first, but then it all started coming out, making sense and finding direction.  “Liv, it’s not that I don’t like the sex, when it’s on my terms.  It’s just Carl makes it not fun, by making us go through more than I can handle.  And once I start, I don’t want to stop, and he knows it, and uses that to control me.  The whole time my mind is screaming no, but I can’t bring myself to stop it.  It’s like a drug that’s so powerful that I can’t stop taking it.  I can’t just have a little, and I can’t say no.  I either have to go cold turkey, or keep going, and I just can’t do that anymore.   I’m just not strong enough to say no.  I’m miserable, and I don’t want to be miserable anymore.  I want to be a normal kid and just hang out and have fun with you, and the rest of our friends.  I’ve had more sex in the last three weeks than I ever want to have for the rest of my life.”  Stacy’s red puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks told of the depth of her emotional despair.  She looked to her best friend and saw understanding and love in her face. 

“Stacy, I understand, and I’ll make sure nobody ever makes you do anything you don’t want to do again,” she said hugging her best friend tight.  She crushed her against her chest and held her like that for several long minutes.

“Liv, you don’t have to do that, at least not to the extent you’re talking about.  Just don’t let Carl near me again.  I still love having sex, but not the way he uses my weakness for it.  And you’re right you know Liv,” Stacy said stopping in mid-sentence.

“About what?” Olivia asked, confused.

“About Emily’s dad, I did love it!” she said with a giggle.

“I knew it!  You bitch, you can’t fool me,” Olivia said laughing.  “I get it though, it’s ok on your terms, and your terms only.”  Olivia pulled back and let her friend read her face as she continued, “Consensual only from now on, I swear I won’t let you do anything you don’t want to do.”

“Does that include eating your pussy,” Stacy said with a straight face.

The smile literally fell of Olivia’s face as Stacy’s words hit her.  Stacy burst out laughing a split second later.  “I’m kidding Liv!  You should see the look on your face right now.  It’s the funniest thing I think I’ve ever seen!” she said as she howled with laughter and fell back onto the bed.

“I’m not sure that qualifies as something you didn’t want to do.  I seem to recall you enjoying dyking me out!”

“Ha!  I think you had more fun than I did on that topic,” Stacy retorted.

“Sorry, I seem to recall you enjoying my efforts quite immensely, so in terms of who had the most fun, I think you take the grand prize on that one!”

“Yeah, you’re right there, but in terms of who enjoyed eating the other out more, I have to be honest, I love you Liv, but girls really isn’t my thing, sorry.”

“That’s ok Stace, it’s not my first choice either, although I didn’t find it as repulsive as you did I guess,” Olivia replied.

“It wasn’t that bad Liv, sorry if I made it sound like I was eating vomit, I’m just not into girls.  That’s all.  Although if I had to be a lesbo, you’d be my one and only choice,” Stacy said in her best endearing manner.

“I love you too Stace.  Your wacky sense of humor aside, if there is anything you need me to do, just let me know.”

“Well actually there is one thing you could do for me.  It would be the equivalent to taking off my chains in a way.”

“Sure Stace, whatever you need,” Olivia said looking down at her friend who was lying on her back still.

“Take these out,” she said pulling her tank top up and exposing her tits.  Stacy had the same pierced nipples and pussy as Olivia did, only with her much larger and darker nipples, the same gold rings looked much different on her chest.  “I have no idea how to do it and I really want them gone.”

Olivia stared down at her friend, she was so pretty and sexy, and she didn’t even want to put it to use.  What a waste, what a waste.  There’s always Emily, if I can turn her, Olivia thought.  “Sure Stace, I think I know how to remove them.  You’re sure that’s what you want?”

“Definitely.”

A pair of pliers and some twisting and turning, and Olivia successfully removed Stacy’s nipple rings and her clit bar.  Olivia had to admit, she was more than a little turned on after having removed her friend’s jewelry.  Neither of them had showered after they got back from the motel and the smell of raw sex wafting up from her friend’s vagina was like an aphrodisiac to the Queen.  She was tempted to dive in and eat her friend’s dirty cunt, but knew better not to. 

“You can keep these if you want, I don’t want them around here reminding me what Carl did to me,” Stacy said rolling one of the gold hoops through her fingers.

“Are you sure Stace?  I mean I could pay you for them,” Olivia offered as her friend deposited the golden articles into her hand.

“Liv, I have thousands of dollars stuffed under my mattress, I don’t need you to pay me for that stuff.  I want to forget about it all really,” Stacy said while still half naked.  “Do you think these holes with fill in?” she asked while turning one of her nipples upward so she could see the hole.”

“Damn that looks hot Stace,” Olivia admitted.  She was getting worked up and knew it, and maybe Stacy was too, or maybe it was all just her.

“What?  This?” she said looking down at her erect nipple where her gold nipple ring used to be.

“Yep, that.”

“Wait, I’ve seen that look before.  Don’t tell me this is turning you on?” Stacy asked, watching her friend nod her head yes.  “Wow, you really are a slut!”

“Who’s a slut?” asked Stacy’s big sister Katy from the doorway.

“Hey, don’t you know how to knock?” Stacy asked as she quickly pulled down her shirt and glared at her big sister.

“Hi Katy!” Olivia said as she turned and looked at her best friend’s older but more diminutive sister.  Olivia looked Katy over as the older sibling gauged what she and Stacy were talking about.  Katy was the athlete in the Bennett family, something she held in common with her, although Katy’s sport was gymnastics. She didn’t even break five feet, and if she was a hundred pounds, Olivia would have been shocked.  She was just as cute as Stacy only with a much more compact form.  Olivia looked at Katy from the floor up and took in her grinning face, she looked just as innocent as Stacy was before she turned her.  This same girl she was just remembering was not a virgin.

“So what did I walk into and why are you calling your best friend a slut Stace, and better yet, why were you showing Olivia your tits?” Katy asked with big sister scorn.

“Because I have some and you don’t!” countered Stacy.

“You got baby fat and nothing more so settle down there chesty.  Now Olivia on the other hand,” Stacy said waving her hand in Olivia’s direction, “She, has tits.”

“Wow, that’s classy Katy,” Stacy barked.

Olivia didn’t say a word, if the two Bennett sisters wanted to have it out, she was more than comfortable sitting back and watching the battle royal.

“Hey don’t blame me, I was just walking by when I heard you call Olivia a slut, so I want to know why you’re calling such a nice girl a slut?”

“Who says I’m a nice girl?” Olivia asked coyly.

“Ha ha, yeah right,” Katy answered.  “Whatever, you girls have fun, I’m heading over to Michael’s.  I’ll see you later!  Nice seeing you again Olivia, it’s been a while,” Katy said as she turned around and closed the door. 

They both waited until they heard Katy stomp down the stairs and the front door close. Olivia turned and looked at her friend, and then they both simultaneously burst out laughing.  “Well that took the horny out of me!” said Olivia with a stupid grin on her face.

“Good, I was just about to let you eat me out!”

“You’re such a tease!” said an embarrassed Olivia.  Yeah, I would have eaten your cunt too she thought.  The Queen wouldn’t have passed that opportunity up for a second. 

“So what do you want to do considering we’re free from Carl’s clutches and have nothing to do for the rest of the summer?”

“Let’s call the girls and have some fun!” Olivia suggested.

“Let’s do it!” Stacy agreed.

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A pool full of giggling girls was the new substitute for fun, and a new change to the Queen and her newly emancipated friend.  It was so much fun just being a kid again Olivia thought as she splashed water on her friend Emily.  Even after ignoring her friends for the last three weeks, they had all come out in force in support of their wayward friends and had a ton of fun. 

It had been two days since she and Stacy had gone to the motel in search of her bike and back pack, and had inadvertently walked into Julio’s life once again.  It had been two days of peace from her sexual servitude, although the cravings she was feeling from deep within her were frightening.  She hadn’t heard from Carl and she hadn’t checked her email either.  The texts from most of the other guys had gone unreturned for well over a week, ever since Carl started operating just from her email contacts alone.  And since then, the texts had pretty much stopped entirely.  Only Eddy persisted and wanted to know when she would be available for a “special” get-together.  With no birth control and no chauffeur/protection service from Carl, starting back up her new profession might be very risky business.  Although with Eddy, she might take him up on his offer just for the excitement of seeing what the crazy little pervert would come up with next!  Maybe having a few appointments on the side would be good for her mental health, although that thought immediately went to the next step and made her question when the payment on her motel room would run out?  With no communication from Carl, she may not even have her own room anymore!

Her birth control pills were now gone and without contact from Carl, the next cycle that she would normally start in seven days time, would be in jeopardy of being bypassed.  What would happen in the near future was definitely in doubt for the moment.  Oh well, take the fun as it comes she thought as she received a return splash from Emily, the girl whom her own father so desperately wanted to be turned into a slut.  Olivia splashed her back again and then grabbed her and pushed her down into the deep end of the pool bringing a high-pitched scream from the red-headed girl.  Her dad was a hunk of a guy and without the push from Carl, would there be any reason to even consider trying to turn Emily?  Why risk more exposure?  Wasn’t she walking a pretty fine line as it was?

Surely when Carl contacted her again and wanted her to return to work, he’d be pissed that Stacy was bailing on him.  And Olivia would back her friend one hundred percent on the decision.  Carl could be mad all he wanted, but the girls held the cards.  It would be fun to have a partner in crime again though, and as talented as Stacy was, she would respect her decision to stay away from sex.  It was too easy for her friend to get lost in it all.  Maybe Emily would make a good slut without all the emotional hang-ups Stacy had?  Time would tell.

For the time being, she had a pool full of friends to hang with and nothing else on her plate to deal with.  An afternoon hanging with her girls was just what she needed.

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Olivia was sound asleep when she felt her bed move.  She was startled by the presence in her room, but the soothing “shush” she heard, made her at ease instantly.  “Hi Steve, it’s been a while.  Where’ve you been?” she asked as she heard his clothes drop to the floor.

“Missing you is where I’ve been.  I saw you playing in the pool today with your friends and you looked so good, I just knew I wouldn’t be able to go another day without getting with you,” he whispered as he climbed into bed next to her.

Olivia quickly stripped down and rubbed her naked body up against Steve’s.  It had been days since she’d last had sex and she was beyond horny.  It was also her first time since the night she’d lost her virginity, that she was having sex without being on the pill.  With what she knew about menstruation, she knew that even if she had started getting her period by now, she wouldn’t ovulate for almost two weeks, so sex right now would be totally fine.  Even though she still had yet to start her period.  Thank God for small miracles she thought.  One less thing to worry about.

Olivia wrapped her fingers around Steve’s soft cock and stroked him gently but firmly.  “Oh Steve you have no idea how badly I need this,” she cooed.

“Me too babe, me too,” he whispered as his fingers found her nipple and started toying with her hardening point.  She felt his other hand snake down towards the junction of her thighs.

Olivia sighed as Steve’s fingers found her sex and started rubbing her moistening slit.  “Ahhhh, yeah, that’s it, rub my clit, rub it good.”

“So are ever going to tell me how you got those piercings?” Steve asked as his fingers found her opening and pushed inside.  She was already wet and getting wetter by the second as he probed in deeply.  She was nice and tight and begging for his cock.

“Nope, never.  Now stop talking, my mother will hear us.  She heard us last time and thought I was talking in my sleep.  Now fuck me,” she purred as she rolled over on top of Steve’s body and rubbed her bald cunt onto his hard cock.

“Oh my God you feel so good,” he whispered as she slowly sunk down on his aching cock, taking it deep into her furnace.

“Shhhh, stop talking,” Olivia whispered back as she moved her hips slowly up and down, enjoying the friction of his flesh within hers.  Oh my God I missed this so much she thought as she got back to work, making the Queen happy.  As much as she’d enjoyed the mental break from the rigors of Carl’s sex service over the last couple of days, this simple act she was enjoying the hell out of with Steve, had reignited the fire deep down in her belly.  I need to have sex so badly, I can’t go without like this anymore she thought.  I need to get back to work, with or without Carl she decided.  It felt way too good to deny her body this kind of pleasure.  It was a betrayal to all things she’d coveted over the last three weeks.  The Queen needed to be serviced and she’d ignored those needs, even three days was too long.  Only two different cocks had been in her body during that period of time, first Julio and now Steve.  It was shameful.

“You’re so wet baby, and it feels so good,” Steve whispered in her ear as his hour long romp came to a close, dumping his cum deep within her hot, wet pussy. 

“I guess I needed that more than I knew,” she whispered back as she felt his throbbing cock fill up her tunnel, her legs locked around his waist keeping him deep inside as he deposited his virile seed.  Indeed she felt the wetness too and realized just how juicy her pussy was and how badly she must have been needing sex.  He’d fucked her slow and steady, making every attempt to keep their sex as quiet as possible.  Olivia’s horny meter was still pegged high and Steve’s contribution to lessening that horniness had helped greatly, but after the quantity she was used to, one sex partner wasn’t going to knock that need down anytime soon.

Steve snuck back out through Olivia’s bedroom window around 4 in the morning.  “My dad’s gone all day tomorrow, you want to continue this tomorrow afternoon?”

“Absolutely,” she whispered.  “See ya!” she said as she watched him climb out the window and slowly pull it closed.  Olivia knew she and Steve had soaked her sheets, good sex always resulted in lots of bodily fluids being excised and this was no exception.  I’ll just change them in the morning she thought as she closed her eyelids and let sleep overtake her.

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Olivia woke up feeling sticky.  That was new.  Sex almost always left her feeling crusty down there, not sticky.  Pulling back the covers Olivia was horrified.  Her sheets and crotch were spotted with smears of dried and drying blood.  “Oh my God, what’s happened?  What’s wrong with me?”

She was still naked and added to that now she was naked and scared.  What did Steve do to me?  Oh my God, there’s so much blood!  This has never happened to me before!  Olivia was starting to go into panic mode and reached down and gingerly felt around inside of her vagina.  Everything felt normal and yet as she withdrew her finger, there was fresh blood on it.  Realizing she wasn’t cut or torn inside, the only logical explanation hit her like a freight train.  Oh man, it’s my first period!  I finally got my first period!  Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow. 

A million thoughts ran through her head as she rolled over and climbed up off her bed.  Her first instinct was to call her mother and tell her the important news!  Of course being naked with blood all over her sheets and her pajama bottoms lying on the floor as clean as a whistle, that would be difficult to explain.  Best to get cleaned up and get some clothes on first, then tell mom.

Olivia grabbed her robe and headed down the hall towards the bathroom.  Her mother’s door was still closed and as she stopped by the door and listened carefully, she could hear her mother’s rhythmic breathing.  Olivia scurried into the bathroom and jumped in the shower, washing away the evidence of her night of sex and cleaning up the blood from her first period.  I’m a real woman now!  Great she lamented after a few seconds, now I really can get pregnant.  I need those pills from Carl more than ever now!

Throwing her robe back on and seeing a drip of fresh blood start to drip down her inner thigh, Olivia dabbed it up with a tissue and hurried back to her room to gather up her sheets.  The last thing her mother needed to see were the dried cum stains from Steve’s ejaculate in her sheets mixed with her fresh blood.  Bundling up the stained sheets, Olivia carried them down into the basement and threw them into the washing machine.

Olivia knew about pads and tampons from health class and from her friends that had already gotten their periods.  Her mom had a box of pads in the bathroom, but couldn’t recall seeing tampons anywhere.  That figures, she thought, that woman probably hasn’t had anything in her vagina since I was born!  Of course she’d use those yucky pads. 

After searching the bathroom cabinet, Olivia grabbed a maxi-pad from one of the boxes and a fresh wash cloth from the stack under the sink.  Giving her cooch a quick wipe, Olivia hurried back to grab some underwear before the leaking blood dripped down her leg again.

Pulling on one of her old pairs of granny underwear, Olivia pulled the tabs off the adhesive and stuck the bulky pad to the inside of the crotch of her panties and pulled them up next to her vagina.  Getting dressed she debated whether this was worthy of waking her mother up from her peaceful slumber, and then though better of it.  It can wait until later I guess she thought as she suddenly felt hungry.

Grabbing some cereal, Olivia carried the bowl back to her room and debated about what she should do.  She’d decided last night after Steve left, and left her not quite completely satisfied, that she needed to get back in the saddle and get more sex.  Enough to satisfy her current desperate craving.  Her “regular” customers seemed like the most appropriate way to do it.  Most of them had been corresponding with Carl through her email account and so that seemed like the first step.  Although how long her period would last seemed like the only obstacle for the moment.  No sense in setting anything up until she knew how long this new inconvenience would last. 

Opening up her email account, Olivia saw the hundreds of emails still in the inbox, and started to go through them.  What she found was shocking.  Carl had apparently had second thoughts regarding their working relationship and had emailed everyone stating that she had gone to the cops and reported their activities and that the police had been waiting for him on Monday and he had barely escaped being taken into custody.  Asshole!  Why not tell them I gave you, and everybody else, a disease!

Olivia immediately changed the password on her account so Carl couldn’t hijack her customers and tell them lies like that again.  What’s up with him?  Why would he say that?  Is that why he’s been ignoring my texts?  He should know I’d never do that to him!

Sending out a group email:

Hi!  It’s Olivia, I just wanted to let you guys know that as Carl reported, indeed the cops were called and were waiting for the three of us, Carl, Stacy and me, but I wasn’t the one that called them.  Carl thought it was this friend of his Julio, but Julio denied it.  I don’t want to get left out in the cold because of this, and I want to pick things back up and go again.  I don’t know when that will be, but hopefully very soon!  Thanks and love you guys lots, Olivia.

Great, how many of these guys are willing to see me again knowing that the risk of getting caught with me have now gone through the roof!  Why did you say that Carl?  You might have just ruined everything! 

Olivia was furious and upset at the same time.  She wanted to scream and cry all at the same time, and all because of what seemed like an act of betrayal from the one guy she thought she could trust.  First the cops, then Carl, and now my period too!  What else can happen to screw up my life? 

She needed to snap out of it, push everything negative out of her head and just focus on something that made sense.  Stacy wouldn’t understand, she’d think this was great, Carl seemingly bailing on us.  I can’t talk to mom, who else can I talk to about this that can keep me focused?  Not Carl obviously, Sam is a simpleton.  Charles isn’t much into talking and I don’t think any of the other guys would really care about being understanding.  Steve doesn’t know so he wouldn’t get it, or even care anyway. 

The light bulb in her head went on when she thought about how fucked up and strange this whole situation was and how and what she felt she needed.  Who else would understand such a warped and twisted situation like this?  Who else is this twisted?  Eddy!

Sending him a note, she wrote:

Hey Eddy, I need your help.  When are you going to be in town next?  Your twisted perspective on things might be just what I need to be able to understand the mess I’ve gotten myself into.  Write me back.  Olivia.

There, that should do it.  If anyone can make sense of all this, it’s him. 

Forgetting about her “career” troubles, Olivia finished the last thing she wanted to take care of before leaving her computer for the morning, update her sex log.  She hadn’t updated her sex log in days, mostly because there wasn’t much worthy of reporting other than the day she spent drugged out with Julio.  Well I guess that’s worthy of reporting.  Olivia opened the file and read her last update.  It was from Day 21, last Sunday, the day after Carl’s last sex-a-palooza.  Monday was the day she’d been sidetracked by Julio and spent the whole day getting fucked while she was drugged out.  That would have been Day 22 and the details were completely foggy.  Julio and the last two guys from the house were the only two guys she knew for a fact she’d fucked.  There were other guys in the motel room, there had to be, Julio couldn’t have had that much stamina.  Plus there were the voices, so there had to be at least a small number of guys who’d fucked me there.  The house?  It could have been dozens. 

Now it was like Day 25 and there literally had been nothing to report.  It didn’t really matter anymore, by her calculations she’d breached the five hundred mark in under a month, and from here on out, what did more matter?  She’d accomplished something monumental that likely no other girl her age had ever done, and would likely ever do again.  The path she’d chosen for her life was established and even if she wasn’t trying to add volumes to her already staggering totals, every new guy would just pile onto the heap.   Besides, after that many guys, how can you possibly keep track of who you have, and who you haven’t fucked? 

Olivia heard movement beyond her door, and knew her mom was finally up.  Time to break the news that her baby isn’t a baby anymore!  Olivia got up and turned off the monitor on her computer and then went to find her mom.  This is going to make her feel old, she thought as she opened up her door and saw her mom lumbering down the hallway towards the kitchen to make coffee, her morning ritual.

“Hi mom!” Olivia said with a bright smile on her face.  She bounced into the kitchen with her Carl troubles temporarily forgotten and waited for her mom to turn around.

“Hi honey,” she said as she measured the coffee out and poured it into the coffee maker without even turning around.  She was tired and didn’t sleep well last night.  She kept thinking she was hearing voices coming from outside her window again.  Even getting up one time to look outside and see if kids were playing around in her yard.

“Do I look different this morning mom?” Olivia asked wondering if she was even going to be close with her guesses.

Lauren Hastings turned around and was met by her “too pretty for her own good” daughter who was standing there with her long blond hair perfectly brushed out and her “doesn’t need make-up” perfect face smiling back at her.  “Nope honey, just as beautiful as ever,” she replied with her proud mom smile.

“Are you sure I don’t look any different?” Olivia asked, her hands folded in front of her body as she stood there in her shorts and t-shirt.

“Well your boobs look bigger.  Are you ready for new bras or something?” Lauren asked wishing she had one of those automatic coffee makers all of a sudden.  Mornings were not her specialty.

“No mom!  Well actually, now that you mention it,” she said with a frown, “they are getting a little snug, but that’s not it!” Olivia answered with added excitement, now that she realized this was actually quite a momentous development.

“Honey I just got up.  Give your old mother a break and tell me what it is I’m supposed to know is different about you.”  Seeing her daughters huge smile, she knew something big must be up.  “No, wait…, you didn’t.  You didn’t get your period did you?” her mom asked with a mix of excitement and apprehension and just a touch of “still waking up” thrown in.  Olivia nodded vigorously to which her mother replied, “Lord help me!  My baby’s growing up!”  And then laughed somberly as the news sunk in.  “I guess it’s time we had that talk, huh?”

“Mom, I already know all I need to know about that stuff.  I just need to get some supplies is all,” she replied knowing that the next stage in her mother-daughter relationship had been breached.

“Just because you’re a woman now doesn’t mean you’re ready to grow up my dear. You’re still my baby girl and you always will be.  And if it hasn’t already started, it will soon. The boys are going to start to notice you and will need to know how to handle them and be able to tell them to back off.”

“Mom, don’t worry, I can handle myself. I already know all about boys, I go to school with enough of them.”

“Ok, we’ll save that talk for another time.  Now let an old woman get her coffee, I need to restart my heart now that I’ve just found out my little girl is now on her way to womanhood!”

“Ok, mom,” Olivia answered.  “I’m ready whenever you are,” she said as she spun on her heels and headed back to her room.

“And a shower too!  I look like a hag!” she shouted to her retreating daughter.

“You do not mom!” Olivia shouted back as she sauntered back to her room.

Once safely inside her room, Olivia grabbed her phone.  She’d heard the sound of her phone vibrating on her night stand from her spot inside the doorway of the kitchen.  She knew she’d better grab it quick before it vibrated itself right off the smooth wood surface of her table and onto her floor!

She had voice, email and text messages waiting.  The ones from Eddy and Carl interested her the most, aside from Stacy’s of course, and the rest of her friends.

From Carl: So you saw my email huh?  Text me to discuss.

From Eddy:  Can’t wait.  I live about an hour away, so I can be available to you whenever you need me.  Today work for you?

From Stacy: What’s the plan today gf?  The girls want to know 2.  Life w/out Carl is nice.  I hope the construction guys don’t miss us 2 bad! :P

Oh yeah, today is Thursday!  We’re usually getting ready to entertain them right about now!  Olivia was disappointed, and yet she wasn’t.  As much as she cared for Carl and his intentions, although good, he was making her sex life a career, instead of a party.  There were times when she wanted it as a career, and times when sex was supposed to be about fun and not money.  She wanted the freedom to make it what she wanted it to be, and Carl had taken that away from her out of fear for his own personal safety.  With her career off-track, she needed some help and Eddy might be just what she needed to get her mind off Carl and his greedy entrepreneurial intent.

Replying back to Eddy first, she typed:  I need to get my mind off things.  Do you have something in mind that’ll keep me focused?

To Stacy:  Might lay low today and hang out with mom.  Got my period.  She’s taking the day off.  Call you tomorrow.

To Carl:  WTF is up with the group email?  You think I called the cops!  Are you crazy?  I’ll call you when I’m not mad.  Btw, you promised me BC pills.  I’ll pay you.  I need them, got my period so now I really need them!  Bye

The text rampage began then.  Messages were flying back and forth between all four of the parties involved.  Olivia was making plans with Eddy, trying to keep Stacy calm about getting her period and keeping her from bolting over to talk in person, and Carl was in a snit.

“You saw that huh?  I don’t being under the cop’s radar.  Thought maybe I’d throw the guys off the trail in case it was one of them,” he texted back.

“Pretty lousy way to do it.  Makes me look like a snitch.  Nobody’s going to touch me with a ten foot pole!  How about those pills?”

“Don’t be such an ingrate!  It’s my ass on the line twat!  I’ll get back to you on the pills.”

That was the last text from Carl, and it left Olivia hanging. She couldn’t afford to have him pissed off with her.  She needed those birth control pills, even if they were expired.  She couldn’t carry on her daily activities without them, and she’d be damned if she was going to start using condoms.  She couldn’t do that to her customers!  It would deprive them of the best experience possible!  Plus it wasn’t nearly as fun with that layer of plastic in the way.  The Queen had her standards and depriving her pussy of the feeling of a spurting cock dousing her insides was not part of the equation.

Carl was her keystone, he made everything happen for her.  He was the key to her future and without him, it would be a tough road to hoe.  Any girl could spread her legs, only a well organized girl with resources could hope to achieve what she was used to accomplishing.  One month in the bag and five hundred guys to her credit, how was she going to sustain any kind of pace without him?  The room, the transportation, and the ready supply of new customers were all thanks to him.  Even their new website scheme with Larry was up in smoke without him.  Sure she had copies of her pictures, but that was meaningless without a protected way of enticing new internet customers.

That would be really cool she thought as she texted Eddy back giving him instructions.  With how awesome just one internet posting offering her virginity had worked out, she’s scored hundreds of new leads which she’d put to good use.  Although somebody had tipped off the cops, and if it was somebody from the email list, maybe Carl was right.  Nah, why would somebody screw that opportunity up?  Hmm, no idea, but the thought of their website suddenly intrigued her.  Guys all over the world could be lusting after her.  Guys jerking off over her pictures and videos from every corner of the globe!  Maybe even rich guys who would pay big sums of money and fly in just to fuck my little pussy!  Amazing!

All the possibilities ahead of her, and seemingly no one to make that happen if she couldn’t get Carl back on board.  Olivia knew she needed Carl back and if that meant sucking up to him and playing by whatever rules he needed to feel safe again, well…, so be it.

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Eddy’s text came back while Olivia sat in her mom’s car, a plastic bag of feminine hygiene products in her lap.  He agreed to meet her by the gas station three blocks away from her house at 2:30.  Olivia was still in a funk over Carl and his rash group email and by his rather hostile texts and thought a date with Eddy would be able to clear her mind.  She had enough to deal with already and Carl’s pissy mood wasn’t making her bloated and crampy feeling from her period feel any better.  Periods suck, she thought as they got closer to home.  Her date with Eddy was less than an hour away and for the first time in a month, she wasn’t feeling particularly horny.  Although once the Queen got rolling, that would change rapidly.

The last half an hour before Lauren Hastings left for work was always a hectic one.  Olivia was always impatient and underfoot and Lauren was scrambling around trying to make sure a dinner was prepared for her daughter.  “So what are your plans tonight honey?  Stacy coming over again?” Lauren asked as she stretched the plastic wrap over the plate of food she’d prepared for her daughter to eat later.

“No plans mom, just hanging out here I guess.  I don’t know, maybe go over to Emily’s house if Stacy’s busy,” Olivia replied absently.  She was actually deep in thought over what clothing she should pack for her date with Eddy.  With that little freak, there was no telling what she needed to be prepared for!

“Ok, let me know if you’re going anywhere ok?” Lauren stated as she put the plate in the fridge and walked over to the couch where Olivia was watching television.  Leaning over she gave her daughter a hug and said goodbye. 

“Sure mom, see you tonight!”  Olivia waited until her mom’s car was down the street before she bolted for her back pack and ran outside to grab her bike.  The idea suddenly struck her that if Carl wasn’t with the program anymore, the room she had over at the Red Roof would soon be gone for lack of payment!  And even though she had tons of cash, they wouldn’t take money for a motel room from a twelve year old, even as mature of a twelve year old as she was.  And all of her sexy clothes were still over there, ALL of them!  She needed to get them out of there in case somebody on the cleaning staff decided to take them.

Olivia wheeled her way back over to the motel, and carefully took the back way in to hopefully avoid Julio and Willy.  Today was Eddy’s day and a rematch with Julio and his needles was definitely something worth avoiding, not because of the volume of sex she was subjected to, but the loss of her awareness and ability to fend for her own safety.  After all, sex was always about fun first, and her personal safety a close second, but a drugged out girl couldn’t fend for herself she reasoned as she approached her room.

Everything looked normal as she dismounted and parked her bike. Putting her key in the door, Olivia’s worst fear was that she would find Julio in there with a half dozen of his guys waiting for her and what would come next.  Twisting the handle and gently opening the door, Olivia peeked in and breathed a sigh of relief.  Everything looked neat and tidy and no Julio or Willy in sight.  Entering quickly, Olivia rushed over to the dresser and yanked open the drawers.  All her stuff was still there!  Yeah!  Thank God for small miracles! 

Grabbing her stuff, she urgently stuffed her slut clothes into her bag.  There was sexy underwear and bras, tiny little tops and skirts, her extremely sexy black silk dress that Aaron had given her.  It was a shame to jam that into the back pack, but she couldn’t risk losing it over a few wrinkles.

Cleaning everything out including her shoes, Olivia gave the room a once over and was satisfied she’d reclaimed all her belongings.  A touch of sadness struck her as she closed the door behind her and mounted her bike.  This was her room, her personal retreat, her place where she could be as wild and free as she liked.  Her place where she could let the slut loose, let her off the chain and be a sexual animal.  She’d done just that right here, and as the latch clicked in her hand, Olivia wondered if the she’d ever be coming back to this place again.

A huge smile spread across her pretty face as she wheeled back onto the street on her way home.  She had avoided a risky and unpleasant situation and had all her stuff back in her possession, although where she was going to stash it at home was now a serious problem in its own right.  But for the time being, she was happy and on her way to a fun date with Eddy.

Pulling her phone out of her pocket while she pedaled, she saw time was short and decided to go straight to the gas station.  Hopefully Eddy could fit her bike in his car or else he’d have to wait for her to go home and drop off her bike, and that might bring its own risks if say… Steve or Mr. Johnson saw her coming and going suspiciously like that.

Pumping her strong legs, Olivia made it to the gas station and as she wheeled in, spotted Eddy sitting behind the wheel of a black BMW sport utility vehicle.  Hmmm, nice car Eddy.  The guy is loaded after all.

Pulling up behind his car, Olivia was pleased to see the back gate was already rising up automatically.  Eddy was quick out of the car to help her load her bike inside.  Keeping formalities to a minimum to avoid being noticed, Olivia said “Hi” as Eddy kept his head low and averted his gaze from anyone looking.

Tossing her back pack in beside her bike, Olivia went around the passenger side and climbed in as Eddy retreated around to his side and slammed the door shut.  The tinted windows would help prevent anybody looking, from seeing what the driver of the black SUV looked like that picked up the pretty blonde pre-teen.

Eddy waited until he was on the road before he turned to look at his beautiful blonde princess.  She was breathtaking in her beauty and underneath, was a bundle of raw sexual energy whose limits seemed to match his own.  Well today would put those limits to the test, of that he was certain.  “Hi Olivia!  I can’t tell you how excited I was to get your message today.  I booked the rest of the day off just so we could play together!”

“I’m so glad to see you too Eddy,” she said reaching over and squeezing his shoulder.  “I’ve had a rough few days and like I said, I need to clear my head and get focused again.  I figure you more than anybody could come up with something we could do that would get me back on track.”

“I have something in mind, but I hope it’s not too much for you my dear.  Are you up for something very out of the ordinary?  Something pretty extreme?”

“Eddy, you turned me into a fish bowl the last time we got together.  If that didn’t scare me away, nothing will,” she said with a knowing grin.

“That’s my girl!  Although I do have to warn you in advance, this is going to be unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before.”

“Ohhhh, now I’m definitely interested!  The raunchier the better,” she said happily.  “Oh, I have to warn you, I got my period last night and it’s my first one so I’m not really sure what to expect, but I assume it’s going to be a little bloody down there.”

“Not a worry my dear.  It won’t be a problem,” he said with a mischievous grin.  “Tell me, how’s your tolerance for pain?”

“Eddy?  Are you thinking what I think you’re thinking?  A little bondage or something?”

“Or something, and yeah.  Say…, what do you have in your back pack there?” Eddy asked as he got on the expressway heading north away from town.

“All my clothes from the motel room.  It seems Carl is stepping out of the picture for a while and I was worried I might lose my room over there at the Red Roof and all my stuff I had in there, so I went and got it all,” Olivia replied as she sat there on the nice black leather upholstered seat.  It was such a far cry from the shabbiness of Carl’s car, and the blandness of her mother’s car.  She felt comfortable with Eddy, but uncomfortable in her body today with her period cramps acting up.

“So you have all kinds of interesting clothes in there?”

“Yep.”

“Ok, that might come in handy later on.”

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Eddy’s house was just over an hour from Olivia’s house and located in a very expensive neighborhood from what Olivia could see from the expansive front lawns and walled gates of the houses they were passing by.  “Holy crap Eddy, do you live in this area?” Olivia asked in astonishment at the opulence of the properties they passed by.

“Yeah, I got a nice little place here,” he said as he slowed down and turned into a long driveway.  He motored down the paved drive and pulled up in front of the largest house Olivia had ever seen.  “Is this yours Eddy?” she asked in shock.

“Yeah, it is,” he answered with a proud smile.  He was a modest man in most things in his life, other things he liked to take to the extreme.  Sex was one of them.  “Come on, let me show you inside my dear” he said as he walked around to the back of his SUV and retrieved her back pack.

“Thanks Eddy,” she said with a newfound respect for the man.  I can’t believe this is your house,” she said, still in shock.

“This is nothing, wait until you see the inside,” he said as he ushered her up to the front door and inside through the pass-key lock.

The inner foyer was all marble and glass and looked like something out of a movie Olivia thought as she glanced around.  “Wow Eddy, I can’t believe it!”

“Yeah, this is my house, as garish as it might seem, I live here,” he answered and showed Olivia inside. 

Taking off her sneakers, Olivia let Eddy show her through the foyer and into the hallway that joined up with his kitchen and then through to his den.  It was all very lavish and seemed a far cry from the man she knew.  “Ok Eddy, spill it.  This isn’t you.  I get you, and this place isn’t you.  It’s too stuffy, not weird enough to be your taste.”

“And you’re how old again my dear?” Eddy asked smiling at her.

“Thirteen in a month and a bit,” she answered as she crashed down onto the soft leather couch in front of her.

“You are wise beyond your years my dear.  You’re right on every count.  This was my ex-wife’s idea of a home.  I just keep it up for appearances.  I spend most of my time in the basement.”

“Oh, I think we need to take this to the basement then.”

“You sure you’re ready for that?  Once we go down there, you’ll be exposed to my darker side and I’m not sure you’re ready for that,” he said cautiously.

“Eddy, as long as I don’t come to any real harm, I’m all yours. Besides, I want to know the real you,” she said getting up and walking over to him.  Grabbing him by his manicured hands, Olivia helped pull Eddy to his feet and hugged him.  “Show me Eddy,” she urged.

“Ok, here we go.”

Walking down the stairs, Olivia couldn’t help but be curious as to what Eddy really meant.  He had the craziest imagination when it came to sex and if there was a whole bunch more to the man than what she’d seen to so far, and if that meant learning how much more there was to sex, then she was all for it.

“Now this is where I spend a lot of my time,” he said as he walked her into a small office.  It looked as normal as any office Olivia had ever seen.  There was a large flat-panel monitor on the desk along with a keyboard and a mouse.

“Doing what?” Olivia asked.

“Finding the most extreme sex-related stuff on the internet.  It fuels my imagination and gives me ideas of what to try next.  So far, very few women have indulged my fantasies.  Most are too offended, too disgusted to attempt, or just plain too scared to try what I’m looking to do.  You, are the exception my dear.  You haven’t said no to anything I’ve asked you to do.”

“And I’m happy to be there for you for that Eddy.  You’re my teacher and I’m your student.  I think I’ve told you that before.  I think I’m open for just about anything running through that mind of yours.”

“I love you for it too.  But don’t indulge me too much, I have some pretty fantastical things going through this brain, some pretty scary stuff too.”

“How scary?” Olivia asked as she stood there staring at him, wondering what might be running through that mind of his.

“Why don’t you sit down here and see for yourself.  I have a few things I need to prepare, so why don’t you leaf through some of the videos and pictures I’ve accumulated.  This will help you understand what gets me going and you can tell me what boundaries you would like to set.  I assume you’re staying with me from now until I need to take you home this evening, so the sooner we get started the sooner we get the ball rolling.”  Eddy turned on the large monitor and scrolled through several screens until he came across a page of folders, each one of them marked by category.

Olivia was spellbound as she looked at the names on some of the folders: Bondage, Electro-torture, Pain, Object Insertion, Piercing, Tit-Torture, Humiliation, Animal Sex, Boring Sex, etc…

“You look through these and tell me what interests you and what scares you, and I’ll be back shortly,” he said as he leaned over and kissed the top of her head.  “Oh, if you need to use the bathroom, it’s the next room on the left, and if you want anything to eat or drink, just let me know.  Be right back!” Eddy said as he scurried out of the room.  He looked as excited as kid on Christmas morning.

Olivia spent the next half an hour browsing through the folders.  There was enough stuff there to take a week or more to go through.  She just mostly sampled bits and pieces of videos.  Some were just downright gross, the bloody stuff was the worst.  Big thick needles getting shoved through women’s breasts, safety pins though lips and women getting their labia nailed to hunks of wood. 

The bondage looked interesting enough, and the whipping looked tolerable, although the marks the caning left would not be cool.  The whip with all the tails on it looked scary, but neat.  The electric torture looked painful, but it was hard to tell if it was real or not since you couldn’t see much happening.

The animal sex was of particular interest considering she’d already had sex with a dog.  The videos were ok, but mostly of pretty poor quality.  The camera angles sucked or the girls were faking it.  Pretty disappointing she thought.  The girls blowing the horses seemed all fake, they couldn’t keep the horses cocks hard and the blow jobs looked like they were using fake cum. “I wouldn’t be faking that shit if it were me.  I’d actually blow a cock that big and let him cum in my mouth, even if it meant getting the back of my head blown off!” she whispered to herself.

From another office down the hall, Eddy was watching remotely as Olivia went through his collection, noting what she watched and what she navigated away from.  It was interesting that she seemed to like the animal sex so much.  Hmmm, that’s another thing we have in common my dear, he thought.

“Ok, it’s time my sweet,” Eddy said as he walked back in to find his blonde beauty still surfing through videos.  “Are you ready to get started?”

“Hell yeah!  Eddy, I gotta tell you, I’ve never seen anything like this stuff ever before.  I didn’t even know stuff like this existed!  Is this what you’re going to do to me?”

“Some of it, now come with me, we need to get you ready,” he said as he guided her out of the room and down the hall.  At the end of the hallway was a door, outfitted with several dead-bolt locks.  “Through here,” he said as he opened the door and let Olivia walk in, and blew her imagination away.

“Oh my God Eddy, this is amazing!” she cried out.  Inside was part dungeon, part work shop, and part…, she didn’t know what.  There were benches and tables and mechanical looking chairs with contraptions of all sorts.  Leather bindings covered the walls and stuff she couldn’t even begin to imagine the purposes for.

“Thanks my sweet, it took me a very long time to assemble all of this.  Now, without further ado, would you mind removing your clothing please?”

“My pleasure Eddy, anything for you,” she said as she started peeling her clothes off.  Pulling her panties down, Olivia noticed the pad had collected a fair amount of menstrual blood.  “Eddy?” 

“No worries, my dear, pass them over to me, I’ll take care of it,” he said removing the pad and throwing the panties on a hook next to her other clothes.  Hanging up the last of her clothing, Eddy watched as the object of his desire readied herself for what he hoped would be the first of many encounters in his basement.

“Ok, get up on this table and hold your hands up in the air,” he said motioning to a stainless steel table with all kinds of metal arms and attachments on it.

“Ok,” she said and climbed aboard, feeling the cold from the metal table race through her bare skin and instantly chill her to the bone.

Eddy quickly manacled her hands together overhead and attached a wire cable to them and cinched them up tight.  Her breasts were thrust out as he lifted up a metal back rest and secured it in place behind her.  To her ankles, he attached leather bracers with a large ring through the outside of it.  He attached a wire cable to that and pulled her right leg not only wide, but in an elevated position about breast high.  Repeating with the other ankle, Eddy secured that ankle just as wide apart in the other direction, leaving Olivia with her hands high in the air and her legs separated very widely.  Her bald cunt was available for easy access as were her breasts.  Eddy was all smiles as he went about his business readying his girl for the next step.

“Almost done,” he said as he stepped up and put a ball gag in her mouth, which Olivia readily let him do, and then fastened it behind her head.  “Ok, ready for the bags,” he said.

Olivia was immobilized with the restraints Eddy had affixed to her limbs, which also included a strap around her waist so she couldn’t even wiggle her bottom if she wanted.  Hmmm, maybe I should have gone pee after all, she thought as she felt another shiver go through her from the cold metal touching her body almost everywhere.

Eddy had disappeared for a moment behind her.  Olivia could hear him back there but couldn’t tell what he was up to until he returned a minute later with a small metal clasp attached to a thin metal wire in his right hand.

“Now I would have wanted to use a real hook, but since your nipples are already pierced, I’ll just attach this to your nipple ring,” he said holding up the metal clasp.  “Now if the little ball on your nipple ring pops out, we’re going with the hooks,” he said holding up a large sharp-looking fish hook in his left hand.

“With the what?” Olivia tried to say, but with the gag in place, all that came out was a monosyllabic grunting noise.  She wasn’t panicking yet, but her “concern” level had just gone up significantly.  She was restrained, but unharmed, and hoped to remain that way.  It’s ok she told herself, this is Eddy, he’s not going to hurt you.  He’s not going to hurt you she repeated in her head as she watched him clip the metal clasp onto her nipple ring and then let it drop.  It wasn’t heavy by any stretch, but she could feel it pulling on her nipple at the same time, something she wasn’t used to…, well other than guys pulling on them, during sex.  That, she was used to.  It’s the same thing Olivia, just relax she told herself as she watched him clip a second clamp onto her other nipple ring.

Eddy grasped onto the end of the metal wire attached to the first clamp and strung it up and over a pulley she hadn’t noticed before.  It was attached to a metal frame overhead that was part of the whole chair/table she was now strapped down to.  Pulling the wire down, she noticed a loop on the end of the wire, and only briefly had time to wonder what the loop was for before Eddy pulled a metal carabineer out of his pocket and attached it to the end of the loop.  From a tray sitting atop a rolling cart, she saw Eddy grab a shiny metal object and bring it up to the carabineer and clip it on.  It was a weight of some sort and as Eddy gently let go of the weight, she felt her whole right breast yank strongly outwards, nipple first.  “Mfffff,” she grunted as her right breast felt the full tug of gravity from the suspended weight.  It wasn’t really painful, but it was persistent and uncomfortable having your tender flesh pulled on constantly.

Eddy repeated the procedure with her left nipple and let the weight drop a little less carefully this time.  Olivia grunted again as she saw her normally elegant teardrop-shaped breasts pulled outwards into a cone-like shape, nipple first.  Her normally puffy pink nipples were elongated from the constant pull of the weights.  Her breath was coming in a short shallow rhythm as she tried to limit any increase in the tension on the suspended wires holding her tits.  The strain on her face must have been evident as Eddy looked at her and asked, “Does that hurt my dear?”

Olivia nodded slowly.

“On a scale from one to ten, where would you rate it?  A five?”

Olivia wasn’t really sure.  It didn’t hurt like stubbing her toe hard, it was more a constant discomfort.  She shook her head “no” at his question.

“Higher?  Or lower?  Lower?” he asked again.  Olivia nodded after he repeated lower and Eddy smiled.  “Good girl, I knew you were tough.  Let me know if it gets beyond what you are comfortable with, ok?”

Again Olivia nodded.  She was reassured Eddy wouldn’t cause her any amount of pain she couldn’t handle.  And above and beyond her fear and apprehension, Olivia knew that this was part of the Eddy she knew and was comfortable around.  This was a learning experience of the sort a normal person would never experience in the first person.  The Queen should be thrilled, and she should let Eddy carry out whatever it is that his little deviant mind had in store.  Go on slut, she told herself, immerse yourself in the perverted, when will you ever get a chance like this again?

Olivia waited for Eddy’s next procedure while the strained feeling in her breasts reduced itself to a dull ache.  As long as she controlled her breathing, the pulling sensation stayed pretty much constant, and acceptable.  Stepping between her legs, Olivia noticed Eddy had some other metal device and he had it aimed at her pussy.  Reaching out with his right hand, Eddy grabbed onto one of thin little labia and pulled it outward. To it he attached a rubber lined clamp that pinched very hard.  “Mffff,” she grunted through the ball gag as the sting travelled through her body from her trapped pussy lip.  She grunted again as he clipped a second clamp onto the same lip, and again when he clamped first one, then two onto her other pussy lip. 

The pairs of clamps were attached by a metal rod she noted.  Each had a small hook in the middle, to which he attached another set of wires.  These wires he strung up through another set of pulleys he’d set up on another rod closer to her feet.  They were spaced about five feet apart and when he reached into his pocket and pulled out another set of carabineers, she knew what was in store next.

As Eddy gently attached a weight to each of the carabineers and dropped them, Olivia grunted and watched as her pretty little pussy lips pulled grotesquely from her body.  Her tender little pussy that had done nothing but provide the utmost pleasure to all of the guys she’d been with, was being yanked wide open for Eddy’s pleasure.

Thankfully the strain on her labia was short lived as Eddy produced a small vibrator and placed it between her outstretched labia.  He pressed it right up against her clit bar and then released the weight from her left cunt lip.  Detaching the wire, he repeated the same with the other suspended weight. 

Using her stretched open cunt lips, Eddy left the clamps in place and used the wire and threaded it through each of the opposing metal clamps, drawing them together and trapping the vibrator which he’d yet to turn on, between them and over her clitoris.  You’re evil Eddy, she mused in her head.  He was going to drive her crazy with that vibrator and there wasn’t a thing she could do about it.  It was tightly locked between her labia and the little thing was going nowhere.  It looked like a little fleshy sausage wearing a metal jacket inside her cunt.

“We’re almost ready for the main show now my dear.  You okay with everything so far?” he asked looking into her deep blue eyes.  Olivia nodded, she could handle this.  It wasn’t fun yet, but he hadn’t turned on the vibrator yet either.  “Good,” he said as he disappeared from sight, moving in behind her and rummaging for whatever he had in mind next. 

From her right, Olivia saw a wheeled metal cart roll over next to her.  Now it was time to get scared.  Suspended from above her head were a dozen fluid filled bags, and from each one was a small plastic tube extended down to a fitting at the end of each one.  She looked around quickly, trying to see what Eddy was doing next and the panic was starting to increase exponentially.  These were IV bags!  She’d seen them in enough hospital dramas to know what they were.  What the fuck?

“I can tell by your reaction you’re wondering what this is all about.  Don’t worry my dear, I’m not going to do anything to you that will harm you in any way.  This is just saline solution, saltwater if you’re not sure what that is.  It’s perfectly harmless.  I’m going to augment your body, temporarily of course.  I think you’re going to like this effect, and again, it’s just temporary,” Eddy said as he reached over onto the cart holding the IV bags, and pulled a paper wrapped package from the flat top of the cart table.

Pulling on the paper strip, Eddy pulled out a very thin, three inch long hypodermic needle.

Olivia was deathly afraid of needles and knew she was in for a very scary experience now and if there was a time for panic, it was now!  She was hesitant to show her fear but at the same time couldn’t just sit there and let him push a needle into her body, if that was what he intended to do.

“Relax sweetheart, this isn’t going to hurt, these needles are very thin and you won’t hardly feel a thing,” he said as he attached the needle to one of the plastic tubes.  Once attached, Olivia saw a small squirt of solution project from the end of the needle before Eddy stepped up and pinched the tube off with a plastic clamp attached to the line.  “Now this is going to feel like a little pinch,” he said as he grabbed onto her nipple ring and pushed the fine needle into her pink distended flesh.

“Uhhhhh,” Olivia grunted as the extremely thin needle pushed its way into the tiny tip of her nipple.  It stung alright she noted, and as the needle pressed forward, Eddy didn’t just stick it in a little, he pushed it in a good two inches deep inside her breast.   Releasing the plastic clamp on the line, Olivia realized Eddy intended to inject her breasts with the saline fluid!  He produced another needle and stuck it on the end of another of the plastic tubes and leaned over and grabbed onto her left breast.  There was no warning, not after having the procedure done to her right breast.  Eddy pushed the needle in through her pointy nipple drawing yet another loud grunt from his beauty.  He pushed until he had seated the fine metal tube about two inches inside her breast.  Releasing the plastic clamp, Olivia now had two IV bags feeding her breasts.  She could see the liquid through the little window in the line start to drip, slowly at first, and now at a constant rate.  He was going to fill her tits up with salt water!  But what are the other bags for she wondered?

Apparently, why use two needles when you can use more!  Olivia watched as Eddy set up a third needle and stepped up to her right.  He put the needle up against her breast about an inch from the edge of her areola and pushed, sinking it in a good one inch deep. 

The initial shock of having a needle stuck into her private parts had now worn off, and truthfully, after having three pushed into her body, the remaining ones didn’t bother the normally needle-terrified girl as much as she thought it would.

Eddy added a fourth needle to her left breast and then added more to each, spreading them out evenly around her areolas.  Olivia didn’t feel it at first, all she felt was the constant sting of the needles bristling out of her pretty breasts, but the constant dripping of the fluid in each of their respective drip windows assured her the new feeling in her breasts was that of pressure.  Hydrostatic pressure as fluid started building up in her tissues.

Olivia couldn’t help but look down, they didn’t look any different, but she could feel the change as the tissues inside were slowly being saturated with saline.  She had a needle through the tip of each nipple, and three others spread out evenly around the circumference of her areolas.  Olivia looked up, that was eight out of the dozen bags, what were the other four for she wondered?  Eddy was just standing there admiring his handiwork as the young girl’s breasts began to take on the fluid.  Time for the next step. 

Olivia was almost relieved when Eddy stepped up and turned on the vibrator that was sandwiched inside her labia.  It seemed to be barely on, but it gave her something to focus on other than the constantly increasing feeling of her breasts bloating up.  Eddy grabbed one of the free lines and hooked another needle up to it, and instead of moving up to her torso where she expected him to put it, Eddy stepped between her legs and without any warning, stuck the needle into the fleshy tissue surrounding her pussy.  “Mfffff, mfffff,” Olivia grunted.  “That hurts!” she tried to scream, but the gag kept that emotion inside, silently in check. 

Eddy added a second, and then a third, and then fourth needle to either side of her pussy, two in each side.  Olivia could see where they were entering her body and cringed at the thought of what that fluid was going to do to her down there.  Already her breasts felt noticeably fuller, and the bags barely looked like they were depleted in the slightest.  Olivia rolled her head back as the strange sensations registered in her mind.  She had the constant buzzing up against her clit which was driving her wild, combined with the ever increasing feeling of tightness coming from her breasts and now from her loins.

“I’ll be back in a bit my dear, hang tight,” Eddy said and turned off the lights and closed the door behind him.  She could hear the sound of the deadbolt locks turning in the door and dread overtook her.

“What the fuck am I doing here?  What the hell happened to the Eddy I thought I knew?” she asked herself.  Nobody knows I’m here.  What if Eddy is some sicko who is planning on beheading me, or some other sick perversion he might have.  What if he’s into snuff films and wants to make his own?  Nobody will ever know I’m even dead!  To make matters worse, I can’t even see how much of that fluid has even gone in me because of how dark it is in here!

The feeling in her breasts was overwhelming, she felt like her tits were going to burst!  It was actually verging on painful, and with the darkness enveloping her senses there was nothing left to focus on but the incredibly stuffed feeling she felt in her tits and her pussy.  It may have only been five minutes, it was so hard to tell, it could have been half an hour, there was no way of knowing, but Olivia felt very uncomfortable now.  The table was hard and cold, and she felt like an overfilled balloon with the straining feeling coming from her breasts and from her pussy.

The metallic sound of the deadbolt locks opening, was a welcome sound as the door swung open and the lights suddenly came back on.  There was Eddy with a huge smile on his face.  “Oh my goodness, what a sight!” he proclaimed.

Olivia looked down, her breasts looked incredibly large and painfully taught, which they were.  Her pussy, what she could see of it , looked impossibly swollen.  The IV bags didn’t look appreciably empty, but there was an appreciable amount missing from all twelve of them.

Eddy stepped up and gently pulled the four needles from her vagina and then repeated the same procedure with the needles in her tits.  She saw little pin pricks where the needles had been and with a few of them, little whispy tinges of pink mixed with the small drops of fluid that leaked from where the needles had been.  It was blood, not much, but it was there.

The next step was Eddy releasing the weight and the clamp from each nipple, which brought a great relief in one aspect, but a whole new discomfort as her nipples sprang back and added to the pressure she was already feeling in each breast.  “Mfff,” she moaned into the gag as each breast was released.  Olivia looked down at her swollen tits, they were huge!  Easily a whole cup size bigger than normal.  She wanted nothing more than to have her hands released so she could cup them and protect them and hopefully make the “full” feeling go away.  They did look spectacular though she had to admit.  Impossibly big for her small stature and as she stared at them long enough, realized they were pretty close to how big her tits had been in the middle part of her coma dream.  Ultimately in her dream her tits had gotten up to DD size, and these were nowhere near that, but easily a C-cup, maybe even verging on a small D-cup! 

Eddy removed the ball gag and for the first time since this all started, Olivia was able to talk.  The first question she asked was, “Why?”

“Why?  Isn’t that what you wanted my dear?  To have large breasts? I thought you did?” Eddy asked somewhat confused.  “From the dream you told me about all those weeks ago, when you first explained why you were having sex.  I had this day planned out since then.  I thought this is what you wanted, even if it is only temporary.”

“Eddy, you planned this out?  All this time you were planning on doing this to me?  I don’t know whether I should hug you…, or hate you”

“Hate me?” he asked looking hurt.  “I thought you would really like the end result.”

“Oh I do!  But it was the getting there that scared the hell out of me,” she said hoping to make him feel better about her previously hurtful words, and also get her out of these restraints before he gets some other whacky idea and tries something even more crazy.  “Are we done?  Can I get up now?”

“Sure sweetie.  I was actually planning on whipping you some, but maybe we can save that for later,” he said as he started freeing her hands and feet.

“Whipping me?  Jesus.  Maybe one step at a time Eddy.”

“Sure thing my sweet.”

 A few minutes later, Olivia was able to put her feet down on the ground and stand up.  “Jesus Eddy, it feels like I have a football stuffed between my legs!” Olivia exclaimed as she reached down to feel her fat puffy pussy.  Her natural instinct was to go for her aching breasts first, but the “fat lip” feeling coming from her cunt was overriding.  They were so ridiculously swollen it wasn’t even funny, so were her breasts, although they looked so sensationally taught, it was hard to argue with his results.  They actually looked fake they were so perfectly tight and round.

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Olivia couldn’t stop staring at them in the full-length mirror in Eddy’s master bathroom.  She’d had enough of his dungeon for the moment and wanted some respite.  She also wanted to see what she looked like with her new tits!

“Eddy, you are the master, I can’t believe how awesome these look,” she said marveling at her side profile and how huge they looked on her small body.  “I just wish they didn’t hurt so much,” she added.

“I can fix that,” Eddy answered as he stepped naked into the bathroom next to her.  “I have just about every prescription pill you can imagine that’ll take the edge off of those,” he said as he pulled open a drawer full of pill bottles.  “Here, take this, it’s Vicodin.  You’ll be right as rain in no time,” he said handing her a pill.

“Thanks Eddy,” she said as she turned on the faucet and popping the pill into her mouth, grabbed a mouthful of water and swallowed it down.  “I do have one question though, I get the boobs thing, but why give me a pussy that looks like a baboon’s ass?  I mean I’m so swollen down there.  It’s really weird feeling so swollen like that.”

“Have you tried touching yourself yet?” he asked staring at her naked body.  His cock was a tent pole, it had been ever since she let him indulge in his fantasies with her. 

“No, why?” she asked, noticing his erection for the first time.

“You want to go find out?” he suggested and cast his eyes out into the master bedroom.

“But I might be bloody Eddy, with my period and all.  I don’t want to make a mess in your bed like I did in my own bed last night.”

“You think a little blood is going to bother me?  After all you’ve found out about my tastes?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Probably not, but it’ll bother me.  I’m not used to my body bleeding constantly,” Olivia answered while still staring at her swollen boobs.  Her normally puffy nipples looked like they were trying to jump right off her chest.  They were puffed out a good inch from the base of her areolas, and her nipple rings looked like door knockers. 

“If it bothers you, you can use my Bidet and clean up,” he said and waving towards a funny looking toilet next to a more normal looking one.

“Oh, that’s one of the those things that washes your bum right?”

“Yep, it shoots a nice gentle jet of water straight up, but if you turn the faucet all the way open, it has enough pressure to shoot right up in you and can really clean you out!  In your case, the front and back!”

“Ha ha, are you saying I should clean myself out on both ends Eddy?” she asked grinning.  With Eddy you never knew what he had in mind and if he was suggesting she clean her ass out, that probably meant something.

“I’m not saying that, you know me.  I don’t have any hang-ups when it comes to bodily secretions but if you want to clean yourself up, I promise to spend lots of time down there!”

“Sign me up then!  Where do I start?”

Eddy turned on the water and adjusted the temperature for her.  “Ok, just flip this lever, it’s just like your bathtub shower, it’ll turn the jets on when you’re ready.  It’ll seem strange at first, but hang in there, I think you’ll enjoy it.”  Eddy turned around and went back into the master bedroom leaving her alone with the porcelain abode.

The glossy white surface felt cold on her skin, but she could feel the warmth emanating up from the bowl as the water flowed freely into the bowl and then down the drain.  “No time like the present,” she said as she flipped the lever and felt a blast of warm water hit her right in the ass.  “Woop!  Holy crap!  That thing has some serious power!” she yelled out.  It was like a powerful massage and actually felt pretty good on her back side, however the powerful jets didn’t feel quite so good as she maneuvered her bottom and felt the powerful spray hit her swollen mons. 

It was magically warm and delicious as it peppered her soft tissues, helping her relax as she moved around letting the spray wash away the blood that had permeated her vaginal opening.  Pushing gently forward, Olivia let the spray blast up against her rectum.  It felt very nice once she got used to it.  “Ahhhhh,” she sighed and relaxed her whole body.  A few short seconds after she relaxed, she felt the strangest sensation ever, her sphincter had relaxed and opened up letting the water jet right up into her colon.  “Woah!  That’s so weird!  Hey Eddy, I know what you mean now.  It’s shooting right up my butt!”

“Enjoy it sweetie!” he yelled back.

It was such a strange feeling, and as the pressure inside her back end increased and as she felt that “full” feeling, Olivia felt she’d had enough.  Flipping the lever back to its starting position, Olivia felt the spray instantly stop and then the urge to push overtook her.  “Hey Eddy, can I…, you know…, let it go in this thing?  Or should I sit on the toilet for that?”

“Let it go kid, it works just like a regular toilet for that!”

Reluctant to hold it in anymore, Olivia gave a push and felt the pressure instantly vanish as the rush of water blasted out of her rose bud.  What a strange combination of sensations she was experiencing today.  They bloated feeling her period had given her starting this morning was barely even registering with the painful bloating she was feeling coming from her breasts and from her crotch.  And now that she’d expelled her bowels, she felt just a little bit closer to normal.

Wiping her backside, Olivia took one last look in the mirror at her swollen tits and her hamburger bun-like pussy, and then joined Eddy in his master bedroom.  He was lying on the bed naked, rubbing his erection.  She was about to have sex with him, after all there was no misconception about her being here and what would happen.  His eccentricities aside, Eddy was all about the fulfillment of pleasure both his and hers, and that meant sex, weird sex usually, but lots of it. 

Olivia strolled over to the big king size bed and jumped up onto it.  Her rock-hard tits didn’t even jiggle in the slightest, but it hurt like a bitch all the same.  “Fuck, I hope that pill kicks in soon, that frickin hurt,” she muttered as she crawled carefully up next to Eddy.  He just grinned like the Cheshire cat as she crawled up next to him.

His bed was all white, the sheets, the comforter and the trim.  Pristine, and about to be soiled with some serious carnal play about to unfold.  “Do you want me to get a towel or something Eddy?  I mean I don’t want to get blood on your nice bedding here.”

“No worries my dear, everything in life can be cleaned up.  Now you lie down, it’s my turn to offset the pain I put you through with some pleasure,” he said as he shimmied down until his head was about level with her crotch.

“Alright!  Now you’re talking!” she replied as she gingerly laid down on her back and opened her legs up for him.  It wasn’t very lady like, but Eddy didn’t want a proper princess, he wanted a down-and-dirty whore at times like this, and that was exactly what she was.

“You play with your new tits and I get your pussy.  You tell me if it was worth it,” he said as he launched himself into her fattened cunt and locked his lips around the severely swollen tissue.

“Oh my God Eddy, be careful!  It’s so sensitive!” Olivia screamed out.  “Holy shit, I can’t believe what a change that is!”  Olivia spread her legs open wider as Eddy ran his tongue all over her pussy, her labia were nearly non-existent because of the swollen tissue surrounding her vagina.  The effect had turned her already sensitive pussy into something indescribable.  The slightest touch sent shivers down her spine and caused her to want to leap off the bed. 

Eddy went to work at a slightly gentler pace after that and Olivia started her characteristic sexy moaning as he went about pleasuring her deformed pussy.  Remembering she had work to do herself, Olivia grabbed a hand onto each of her bloated orbs and sampled the tautness of them.  They were ready to burst and her skin felt like it was stretched beyond reasonable limits.  She had a nice set of breasts to start with, full B-cups and still growing.  These were not only much larger and very firm, but they were also very sensitive and the slightest touch sent her nervous system roiling.  “Wow, even my boobs are overly-sensitive Eddy.  Did you know this would happen?” she asked between heaving breaths. 

Lifting his head up, Eddy answered, “Well I thought it might, but truthfully, I didn’t do it to make them sensitive, I did it to see if I could, and also because I’d like to show my handiwork off later.”  He immediately went back to work before Olivia could even process his comment.

Show them off?  To who, she wondered?  Very cool though.  But knowing Eddy, what did that mean and how much more sex was it going to entail?  It always did involve more sex, and usually with multiple other men, which was reason enough to get more excited, even if her body was aching from the “procedure”.

Olivia swooned as Eddy went back to work on her sensitive vagina, tenderly licking her swollen tissues and sending sparks flying up her spine, making her back arch as she gingerly fondled her incredibly swollen tits.  She could feel every swipe and swish of his tongue as he licked up and down, slurping up every drop of her secretions as the lubricant slowly seeped from her vagina.  His efforts were drawing little “uhhhh’s” and “ooohhhh’s” from her.  The occasional swipe across her clitoris sent new waves of pleasure surging from her pussy.  “Ohh that feels so good,” she moaned.

“Settle in sweetie, I’m going to be down here for a while.  It’s your payment for everything I’ve put you through so far,” he said quickly before returning to her slick pussy. 

Olivia was in heaven as Eddy worked her bald pussy though several orgasms.  His talented tongue sliding through her swollen labia giving her the pleasure the Queen desired and charging her up for anything else Eddy had in mind.  She adored having her pussy eaten out, and sadly, with all of the men she’d been with, only a small fraction of them every took the time to please her in this way.  It was even better than intercourse, she knew it and her screams of passion as Eddy teased orgasm after orgasm out of her belied the truth about what the Queen’s servitude was intended.  The Queen was all about the need for cock and that was her devotion, she was to let men use her body for their own pleasure, but this was too amazing to pass up.  She felt guilty in a way as she lay there, the sum of her orgasms leaving her body feeling extremely happy and content, albeit not quite as relaxed as normal with her stretched overly sensitive tissues leaving her in a small amount of pain. 

Her fingertips had caressed her puffy tender nipples aiding in the amazing orgasms her body had produced, and as she lay there bathing in the after-glow of her latest orgasm and Eddy taking a break from his licking duty, Olivia finally was able to catch her breath.  “I don’t know if I can take anymore Eddy, my whole body is on overload.”

“No problem, my jaw is actually starting to cramp up anyway,” he said as his glazed face peered up from between her spread legs. 

Olivia lifted her head up from the pillow and was amazed at how prominent her new breasts looked.  The truly stood up proud from her chest and they were stretched so tightly that the skin looked glossy.  “Hey Eddy, this isn’t going to leave stretch marks is it?” she asked as she cupped the bloated orbs in her small hands.

“Nah, it shouldn’t,” he answered as he sat up on his knees, his erection standing proud as he stared down at his magnificent creation.  Well creation was a stretch, good genes had created the magnificent beauty that she was, he had just modified her perfection.  Her pussy looked like two fat slabs of beef sandwiched together and her breasts looked like they were defying gravity as she lay there before him on her back.  She was looking up at him and smiling, her face exhibiting a combination of youthful innocence and raunchy sex-fiend.  She was truly happy to be here naked with him, letting him have his way with her young body.  She’d let him shove needles and countless cc’s of saline solution into her most private parts.  He loved her, and not just because she indulged his extreme fetishes, she liked him and willingly let him be himself around her.  There was no hiding the deviant hidden under his non-descript exterior.

“What’s wrong Eddy?” Olivia asked.  Eddy was just staring down at her as she lay there completely exposed to him.  He was smiling at her in a loving way and she felt very comfortable being here with him.

“Nothing dear.  I was just admiring you.  You’re really something you know.  You let me just be, and no other woman has been this open and accepting around me before,” he said from his kneeling position above her.

“Thanks Eddy, you never need to pretend to be anybody else around me.  You know, you and I have a lot in common, we both have needs that most people would think are way out there.  Now are you going to let me return the favor?” she asked staring at his rigid cock as it pointed up to the ceiling.

“Nope, you just lay there,” he said as he leaned over and grabbed a tube off of the table next to the bed.

Olivia watched Eddy squeeze out a dollop of clear fluid and start rubbing it up and down the length of his cock.  He was just average in size, but he used it well, and with the lube he was rubbing onto his shaft, he obviously had intentions with her ass.

Lifting her legs up, Olivia grabbed onto each of her ankles and effortlessly put each one behind her head yoga style.  It gave Eddy a view of her body that he obviously liked judging by the look on his face as he continued rubbing his lubed-up fist, up and down his cock.  With his free hand she felt him rub his lube-covered finger around the tight ring of muscle of her anus.  “Ooooh Eddy, I love it when you play with my ass,” she giggled.

His index finger rubbed around the puckered opening before pressing forward and then slipping inside.  Olivia felt the familiar intrusion and waited for the inevitable second finger as Eddy’s first pushed slowly inside and then rotated around like the guys always seem to do.  It used to be such an odd feeling when a guy would finger her ass, but just like everything else, it was another enjoyable sensation that the Queen lived for. 

Olivia laid there with her head resting on her crossed ankles while she stared at Eddy’s face.  He was concentrating intensely on his finger as it probed deeply inside her body.  She was suddenly feeling thankful for the forceful jet of water from Eddy’s bidet which she had used to clean her backside out with, that and the blood seeping from her vagina thanks to her period.  Looking down, Olivia saw her pussy was slightly reddened around her slit and realized it must be more of her menstrual flow seeping out.  I hope Eddy wasn’t eating my period!  Olivia reflected on that thought for a second while she laid there feeling Eddy’s finger probing around in her ass, giving her a good pre-fuck stretch.  Yeah, he probably did eat my period, chalk that up to another of his weird fetishes, he’s a vampire to boot!

Just as she finished that thought, in went the second finger, gently at first, and then more vigorously after a while as he worked her tight ring of muscle.  Anal sex was always fun and easy once the guy got you loosened up.  Without the pre-fuck stretch, taking a cock up the ass could be a chore she thought as she watched the look on Eddy’s face intently.  He was absolutely enthralled with her, or at least at what he was doing to her.  It was such a rush for her self-esteem to see the impact of her sexuality on the men she was with.  They adored her, worshipped her, the prayed to the temple that was the Queen.  She was object of their obsession and she couldn’t get enough.  Even with the weird transfiguration Eddy had done to her body with the saline solution, blowing up her tits to the size of taught melons and why he chose to fatten up her pussy made no sense, but it had obviously brought some sense of satisfaction to the man as he stared so intently at her, scanning up and down from her face down to the junction where his fingers pushed in and out of her body.

In and out his lubed up fingers went, giving her a terrific stretch and getting her body primed up for a well-deserved fucking. 

She’d only fucked one guy in the last three days, and even though it was just last night, Olivia felt like she needed to make up for all the sex she’d missed out on since Monday.  She needed this and she needed it badly.  “Ohh Eddy, that feels so nice.  Put that hard cock in me and make me a happy woman,” she cooed.  She was well past her years in how she talked to her men; the time for being a nervous kid was a long distant memory.  Talking about stick this cock in that cunt, or some other version of the same was as natural as saying “fuck my hot pussy.”  And Eddy’s hard cock was what she wanted in her body right this minute.  Staring down past her bloated breasts that looked like a couple of spheres perfectly chopped in half and mounted on her chest, she stared at her prize, Eddy’s engorged cock, shiny and lubed up, ready to plunder her cavities. 

Olivia’s eyes were on his cock, but she couldn’t help but be distracted by her breasts and how they looked; her normally puffy nipples looked like they might burst at any second.  They were standing proud from the surrounding tissue and sticking up a good inch from the paler flesh of her tits.  The normally pale pink of her areola were a much darker, almost crimson colored from all the blood pressed into the soft flesh.  Her nipple rings were pushed up and out from their usual lay-flat position.  They looked like door knockers ready to be rapped. 

Her rings often kept her nipples somewhat hard and pronounced, but not today, the soft round shape of her nipples were stretched out with every other square inch of her breast tissue and they were as flush to the rest of her skin as she’d ever seen.  They were fascinating to look at, almost as fascinating as the two thick patties of flesh parked where her normally adorable pussy lips normally were.  From her unique position with her ankles behind her head, Olivia could see nothing other than the thin vertical slit that remained.  Her clitoris was buried and her clit bar was all but hidden beneath her swollen vagina.  It didn’t hurt much, not like her breasts anyway, but if felt weird, like the first time you get a fat lip and it feels like its three hundred times its normal size.

Eddy’s fingers retreating from her asshole brought her attention back to the present.  His intense stare at her crotch and the perma-smile he had on his face were like an aphrodisiac as his arousal increased her own.  Grabbing onto his steely cock, Eddy inched forward and pressed the tip up against her dilated sphincter.

Olivia grunted softly as the swollen crown of his cock slipped easily inside her rectum.  “Hey Eddy,” she said, momentarily interrupting his progress, “you ever think of trying what you did to me on your cock?  I mean injecting that fluid into it and making it bigger?”

“Uhhh…, no, I never thought about that.  I think it would probably hurt,” he said looking up at Olivia’s smiling face.

“Aw come on, it couldn’t hurt you all that much more than what it hurt me, and you didn’t hear me complaining too much now did you?” Olivia responded as she felt his cock continue its forward insertion.  She loved the warm feeling of a cock sliding up her ass, it was like a miniature heater warming her from the inside out.

“I guess not.  I suppose we could try it sometime.  Although I’d be a little worried, there’s a lot more going on inside a penis than inside your breasts.  They’re mostly just bags of fat along with glands and such.  I mean I’d hate to do real damage to it you know,” he said almost stuttering over his words.

“Baby,” she mocked playfully.  “Alright, forget I said anything.  Now make an honest woman out of me, I’ve barely had any sex for almost a whole week!”  It was a lie, it was only three or four days since the “Julio” incident, but she was extremely horny and definitely didn’t need the man being distracted by thoughts of her jabbing a needle into his cock the way he’d jabbed needles in her own flesh.  It seemed to do the trick too as he buried the rest of his turgid cock all the way into her ass until his pubes were pressed tightly against her puffy labia majora.

Eddy’s ball sack smacked into her back side repeatedly as the man went to work fucking her ass good.  Her pussy was nice and close and easy to reach as she toyed with her clit, using one hand to pry open the swollen tissue and the other to stimulate her precious bundle of nerves.  The feelings were intense and fulfilling as she let herself go and become the wild sexual animal she was.

“Ooooh, ooooh, ooooooh,” she panted as her next orgasm began to build.  Her fingers started slowly, caressing the tender little bud and stirring her feelings of arousal as Eddy sent a whole different load of sensations travelling up to her brain as his veiny cock slid into her body, the friction giving her surges of pleasure as he plundered her.  The two sources of pleasure meshed together and made her body react to the intense stimulation.  His pace picked up and her fingers matched his intensity until they were a blur, dancing over her engorged clit as Eddy continued to pound her ass, with his hands resting on the backs of her thighs as he slammed his cock home over and over again.  She loved orgasming from anal sex, it gave her a wholly different kind of cum as she felt hers edging ever closer. 

Their entwined bodies were sweating profusely as Olivia felt her orgasm start to peak and her body start to shudder.  “Ohh God Eddy, here it comes!” she screamed out as her legs unlocked from behind her head and her body strained as her orgasm let loose.  Only Eddy’s hands pressed firmly against the backs of her thighs prevented her legs from flying down and locking straight out like she often did when she had a powerful cum like this.  “Eeeeeyyaahhhhh,” she screamed out as the hand she was using to hold her pussy open reached up a grabbed onto her swollen tits.  It was instinctual and as she squeezed the swollen nipple, she felt a surge like an electric spark travel down her spine and shift her orgasm into overdrive.  “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!  Oh my God,” she panted between heaving breaths. 

Her orgasm rolled on with Eddy not relenting his assault for a second, prolonging her cum as the stimuli to her ass and the fingers from her left handed rubbed furiously over her clit and her right hand grabbed onto her nipple, the swollen tissue squeezed tightly between her thumb and forefinger.  Her breathing burst out from her chest in a series of “huhhhh’s” and “ohhhhh’s” as her body rewarded her brain with the flood of hormones that she was so addicted to.  She was in a trance as euphoric feelings flowed through her body over and over again, each touch from her fingers and each thrust from Eddy’s fiery hot cock prolonged the experience to a level where the intensity was nearing overload.

Letting her hands fall to her sides and basking in the last moments of the surge of hormones, Olivia finally felt her muscles relax and her body sink back into a relaxed state.  Oh yeah, she thought, that’s what it’s all about.

“That was amazing Eddy,” she whispered as her breathing slowly returned to normal.  Eddy was still on his knees between her legs grinning his silly stupid grin as he kept his erection pressed tightly inside her body.  “Did you cum too?” she asked as she felt a drop of his sweat land on her chest.  He was just as sweaty as she was, the hairs on his chest were matted in his sweat and probably more than a few of the drops of sweat on her chest and belly were his she figured.

“Nope, I’m going to cum in your pussy,” he replied as he stayed in that kneeling position, catching his breath.

“But you might get bloody,” she protested nervously as she felt his body start to lift up.

“I don’t mind that at all my dear.  I’ve been dying to slide into your pussy ever since I saw how beautiful it turned out from the saline,” he said.  And with that he slowly pulled his cock out from her glorious ass and watched as it gaped open for a few moments before her supple muscles clenched it closed. 

Letting go of her one leg, Eddy grabbed onto his steely cock and pressed it up against the smooth slit of her pussy.  Her normally elegant and trim labia were nowhere to be seen with the swollen tissue surrounding her cunt hiding her treasures.  His cock was still wet from the lube and he could make out the creamy goo her pussy was secreting from the slender slit and knew her pussy was lubed up and ready.  Pushing forward with perhaps more force than he should have, Eddy felt his cock knife through the distended flesh and find its target.  Olivia’s cunt which had seen more cock than any other woman he’d even been with in his life, suddenly felt tighter than he’d even felt before as the head of his cock popped inside.  Her hands immediately grabbed onto his arms with a force he didn’t know she had.

“Eddy!  Stop!  That hurts!” she shouted out.  “Oh my God!  That feels huge!  Jesus, it feels like you’re ripping me open!” she exclaimed.  It was like being a virgin again she thought as she felt the searing pain travel right up from her cunt up to her brain.  The saline had swelled up her pussy, not just on the surface like she realized, but inside too!  Eddy’s normal cock felt like a baseball bat trying to gain purchase inside of her.

“Sorry my sweet, I didn’t think the swelling would be that extensive,” he said with just half of his cock inside her marvelously tight passage.  Her love chute felt exquisite on a regular day, this was almost too tight as her muscles kicked in, trying to expel his hard tool.  It felt like she was trying to crush his cock with her pussy.  It felt amazingly wet and delicious too, what a shame he thought as he inched his way back out, leaving just the crown inside her molten furnace.   “Do you want me to get some of the really fine needles out and we can see if we can bleed off some of the saline and reduce this back to normal?”

“More needles?  Not really,” she replied.  “But if it would help…maybe.”  Olivia saw the disappointment on his face.  He obviously didn’t want that, and she definitely didn’t want any more needles going anywhere her pussy again!  “I don’t know, will it spoil your plans if we do?  I mean, how long is this…”condition” going to last if we just leave it like this?” she asked still feeling the sting from his cock as the head remained inside her tight pussy.

“I don’t really know, I never saw the extended “after” part in the video I learned this from, it only showed the “right after”, and then it ended,” he said still looking down at their junction.

“What videos Eddy?  I looked at a bunch of what you had, but didn’t see anything like this,” she said as she touched her engorged breasts lightly.

“Torture Galaxy, they did this to a few of the girls in their videos and I thought it looked really cool,” he said.  Pushing his cock back in a fraction of an inch and the resultant pained reaction he saw from his golden-haired doll, making him realize his plan of just a visual augmentation had backfired on him.  It had seemingly rendered her inviting cunt temporarily useless.  Pulling his cock out, he lowered his aim and slid it back inside her rectum, the heat and tightness causing his cock to lurch from the thrill.  “I don’t know how long it’s going to last Olivia, I would guess a few hours, maybe a day at the most,” he said as he slowly pressed his cock in all the way.

“Wow, I day like this?  I guess I’ll have to lay low for a while with these big melons you gave me!” she exclaimed. Olivia welcomed the backdoor intrusion as a relief from the painful incursion he was making into her pussy.  “Torture Galaxy?  That’s a website?” she asked as the familiar “full” feeling of having his cock in her ass returned.

“Uh huh,” Eddy nodded as he returned to a natural rhythm pumping his steely rod into the most desirable asshole he’d ever fucked.

“Hmmm, is there stuff they do there that you’d want to do to me?” Olivia asked pensively.  She wasn’t crazy about the pain, but the gigantic tits he’d given her were hard to argue against.  They were pretty cool and gave her a pretty good idea what she’d look like once her breasts started growing bigger naturally.  Whatever else he had in mind might have similar benefits.

“Only if you’d let me my sweet dear,” he grunted, as his forceful thrusts picked up in intensity.  He was going to cum soon, and it would be spectacular.  It had taken a herculean effort to keep from cumming while she was going through her throes of passion, but thankfully her thrashing around had distracted him enough and let him keep his orgasm close to the edge, but not enough to go over.  Now whether or not she’d let him finish off in his own grand style had yet to be asked.

“I might, as long as it didn’t hurt too bad and as long as it didn’t leave any marks for my mom to discover.  But Eddy, the girls that are in these videos, are they doing it because they are paid to do it?  Or because they enjoy it too?” she asked as she returned her fingers to her swollen clit and started to lazily run circles around it.  It was still too soon after her cum to go back at the precious nub again, but the after-shocks felt extremely satisfying all the same.

“I don’t really know my dear.  You tell me.  We can take it slow and see what you’re willing to let me try,” he grunted out.  The idea that she might let him actually fulfill some of his wildest ideas combined with the hot tight asshole wrapped around his cock, was too much and he felt the surge from his balls let loose and the orgasm he’d held off from having was coming and there was no stopping it.  “Ughhhhh, I’m cumming!” he groaned as his cum jettisoned into her rectum.  Thoughts of clamps and needles and whips and cat-o-nine-tails ran through his mind and energized his cum as the spurting continued.  Looking down on his special girl as she received his load made him feel like he was the luckiest man on the planet.  The fact that she was even here at all should have been enough for most men, but the fact that she was willing to do just about anything he asked of her made her the most precious girl he could ever ask for.  All those thoughts ripped through his brain in the few short seconds it took for his cock to finish spurting it’s reproductive load into her willing body.

Thoughts of his potent seed and her fertile cunt swam through his mind.  What kind of sexually depraved animal could we make together he wondered?  My God, the world wouldn’t be able to handle a sexual appetite that voracious!  Eddy smiled knowing his seed was in her ass and that no offspring of theirs was going to be created today.

Olivia laid there watching the range of expressions run over Eddy’s face as he was cumming.  Every guy was different when they came inside her body, some looked pained, some looked like they were lost in ecstasy.  Some were gentle with their final few thrusts as they filled her body with their cream, others aggressive.  She’d certainly seen more than her fair share  to conclude that she was an expert on the subject.  Eddy looked as happy as could be, smiling with his eyes closed, his body perched on his knees with her legs up around his shoulders.  She could feel the lump in her ass start to whither and knew he was spent, what they would do next was a mystery.  Eddy had said he wanted to show her off, but what did that mean exactly?  And how many other guys would be in his current position with a wilted, already expended cock ready to vacate and leave her with a colon full of cum?  I don’t know, but I’m ready to find out she thought with a grin.

Eddy stared down at the golden-haired beauty as he let his bladder go with his cock deep in her ass.  Only a treasure such as this would let me do something like this to her body.  God I love this girl.

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“So is the look you were after?” Olivia asked as she stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in the outfit he’d presented to her.  Olivia stood there in a pair of baby-blue shiny hot pants that were probably already a size too small.  They were so tight that she could barely pull them on, and her swollen labia gave her such a prominent camel-toe that nobody could mistake her obvious sexual display.  On top she had a bright pink loose fitting silk camisole.  It would have been pretty if she had been wearing it as an accessory, but not as the primary article of clothing.  It was thin but not transparent.  It didn’t need to be, the smooth finish clung to her bloated tits and showed off every swollen curve of her glorious orbs.  Her extremely swollen and puffy areolas were tenting out the light fabric out making her appear like some kind of fantasy wet dream.  The small gold hoops through her nipples were as plain as day.

“Holy shit Olivia!  You look even hotter than I expected.  Wow!” Eddy exclaimed as he finished buttoning up the short-sleeved shirt he was putting on.  He was dressed like a dork, Olivia thought as she stood there fifteen feet from him.  Eddy looked like he needed a fashion makeover, he was dressed like he was going into work or something with dress slacks on and a button-down shirt. 

“I think our outfits might clash a little Eddy,” she said with a laugh.  “Why are you so dressed up?”

“What?  This is how I usually dress when I go out,” he said innocently.

“You’re such a dork Eddy,” she replied playfully.  “I can’t believe a guy that I let pee in my ass can’t loosen up a little more than this,” she said waving in his direction.  “Where are we going anyway that you have to get so dressed up for?”

“Well my dear, I haven’t quite figured that out.  I was thinking about something public.  I want as many guys as we can find to check out your new body and I want them to get a serious eyeful.  How does that sound?” he asked with a crooked grin.

“Sounds hot.  Does that mean I get to fuck a few of them?” Olivia replied with an equally naughty smile on her face.

“I thought your pussy was out of commission?”

“You get me horny enough and I’ll try anything, even with these two slabs of meat surrounding my pussy closing it off.”

“Hmmm, that gives me an idea.  Be right back,” Eddy answered as he started to head towards the bedroom door.  “Hey sweetie, why don’t you pull those pants down and see if you can work that clit up a little, k?”

“Sure thing Eddy.  I’m sure you have something fun in mind,” she said as she watched Eddy head out the door.  “And no you can’t stick any needles in my clit!” she yelled out.  Hearing Eddy’s footsteps disappear down the hall, Olivia wiggled out of the super tight pants and she was once again shocked at how puffy her cunt looked thanks to the saline that Eddy had injected into her.  The little white string from the tampon she’d inserted into her cunt was hanging out from between the two fats slabs of flesh.  It was the first one she’d ever used before and it felt pretty normal having something stuffed up her cunt, only this had nothing to do with pleasure.  As she was looking at the white string and thinking about now being fertile, the pink cami she was wearing slouched out obscuring her view.  She leaned forward a little more and Olivia saw that she could see straight down past her gigantic globular tits down to her bellybutton.  Keeping her tits a secret from any gawking strangers would be a definite impossibility she realized. 

Reaching down with both hands, Olivia started to rub her clit as per Eddy’s orders, and immediately she felt those wonderful sensations starting again.  “Oh God I love this so much,” she whispered as her fingertips danced lightly over the pink nub of flesh.  The fattened tissues surrounding her slit needed a fair amount of pressure from her other hand allow her to keep access to her clit.  God I hope this swelling goes down fast, it looks ridiculous and I don’t know how I’m supposed to have normal sex with it all fattened up like this!

It was funny she realized, as she sat on the edge of Eddy’s bed with the tight-pants he’d given her around her ankles, she’d only had sex with Steve and Eddy over the last three or four days and she was getting excited at the prospect of anything Eddy had in mind that might end up in her having sex with any number of anonymous strangers.  Without Carl, her sex life had taken a turn for the extremely boring.  The Queen had maybe needed the rest from Carl’s overworked schedule, and now that she’d gone without, relatively speaking, she was ready to get rocking again.  But how is that going to happen with this pussy she wondered?  Oh well, I can always have guys fuck my ass!

Olivia lost track of how long Eddy had been gone, but she knew she was getting very close to having an orgasm when she suddenly realized she wasn’t alone in the room.

“You always look so beautiful my dear, even more so like this.  You know…, I could get used to walking into my bedroom and seeing you in here with your pants around your ankles,” he said as his cheeks started to blush a little.

“I like you Eddy,” she replied.  “I’d be happy to hang out with you whenever you need the company.”

His heart nearly leapt out of his chest as her answer registered.  He was getting his hopes up too much and he knew it.  She was just a kid, a very sexy and very horny kid, but that was what she was.  He paused as he drank in the view, she was giving him a hard-on, and he knew that every guy that saw what he was now seeing, would want the same thing he was already getting from her.  It would be a fun experiment to see how horny he could get her, and then let her loose on a population of unsuspecting males.  The device he had in his right hand should get the job done.  “I have something for you my dear.”

Olivia looked up and saw a roll of beige tape in his one hand and a small metallic looking thing in his other hand, which he was holding open.

“What’s that Eddy?” Olivia asked breathlessly.  Her cum was really close and she didn’t want to stop.  Her fingers were rubbing her clit and it was engorged with blood and standing proud. 

“Move your hands and I’ll show you.”  Kneeling in between her legs, Eddy caught a whiff of her deliciously fragrant pussy.  It smelled clean but pungent, a little stronger than normal though, perhaps a byproduct of her menses.   With his hands he eased her thighs apart, and he felt his cock lurch in his pants as her fat pussy spread open before him.  Peeling off a two inch piece of tape, Eddy affixed the flat battery to her washboard tummy an inch or two above the top of her slit.  A second piece of tape secured the rest of the device.  A small metal rod dangled down from the device and it clanged into place as it latched onto the golden bar attached to Olivia’s clit bar.

Olivia felt the clit bar surge and flinched slightly.  “Eddy what is that and what did you just do to me?” Olivia asked while trying to see what he was doing.

“Hold on, almost done,” he said as he connected the battery to the device.

Olivia felt it immediately.  Her clit bar was vibrating gently, and it was sending delightful waves down to her clit.  “What is that?” she asked as the gentle waves radiated out from her clit.

“You know the thing in your phone that vibrates when you get a call?  Well, this is one of those things.  I hooked it up to a simple circuit and I attached a magnet to the small wheel inside.  That’s what’s attached to your gold bar, and by the way, it’s obviously not solid gold since it does have magnetic properties.  How does it feel?”

“Oooooh, it feels pretty neat Eddy,” she replied.  The vibrations were very faint, but definitely noticeable, and definitely enjoyable.  “That’s pretty brilliant of you.  I take it by the tape, you plan on having in place so I can orgasm on your cock again.  Well let’s get at it then,” she said as she rolled over to present her ass to him.

“No my dear, that’s not what I had in mind.  Pull your pants up, I want to see if I can see it through the pants,” he countered and of course, questioned whether or not he should take her up on her offer since her ass looked supremely fuckable in that “on her knees bent over the edge of his bed” position.  Her ass was the most perfect ass he’d ever seen, in any publication or internet site.  She had an ass that all others could be judged against.  The soft curves from her thin waist flared nicely down to her perfectly proportional hips.  The bottoms of her ass cheeks were perfectly rounded, and her thighs were still nice and firm and trim.  She didn’t have an extra ounce of fat on her anywhere.  Maybe he ought to give her one last fuck, while she’s still fresh…  Nah,  I want her a complete mess before I slide back into that body again.

Reaching down he helped the young girl stand up and turned her around to face him.  He looked at the small bulge where the tape was, right above her pubic mound.  Her mound was just prominent enough that he hoped the gentle slope of her abdomen would hide the electronic device.  It would go unnoticed anyway, anybody looking would be staring at her camel-toe and not even notice anything else.

Olivia bent over and pulled the tight pants up over her thighs and up past her hips.  The vibrations from the device were barely noticeable as she managed to get the baby blue tights up to her waist.  Eddy reached over and gave them an extra tug so that the tights split her pussy lips just a little bit more.  Without any underwear on, she could feel the slippery material slip right up in between her fat labia.  It was obscene, but sexy as hell as she looked down at where the seam disappeared between her folds.

“You look amazing my dear, all except your face and hair,” Eddy commented as he surveyed the fit of the spandex pants and the way the loose cami fell over her extremely swollen mammaries.

“What?” she exclaimed.  “What’s wrong with my hair and face!” she said indignantly.  She’d been through a hell of a lot more with respect to sex and never had a guy say anything even remotely as insulting as that before. 

“Nothing my dear, you look ravishing as usual…, but you look like you just spent the last two hours having wild sex and your hair could use a brushing and your makeup could using some touching up,” he said apologetically.

“Jeez Eddy, sometimes your way with words makes a girl feel self-conscious,” she retorted.  She felt a little self-conscious already alright, her pussy lips were split in half and her tits were just begging to come flying out of the v-neck cami.  The spaghetti straps were nearly halfway down her cleavage before they met the pink triangular fabric that covered her breasts, her bulbous nipples were tenting the smooth satin out making it more than obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“Sorry Olivia, I just wanted you to look your best.  Now why don’t you go fix yourself up and we’ll get going, k?”

“Sure Eddy, it won’t take me more than a few minutes,” Olivia replied and went over to retrieve her back pack.  She had a hair brush and some mascara in her back pack, but not much else.

“If you need anything, there’s a selection of hair care products and makeup in the bathroom.  It’s all top-shelf stuff.”

“Should I even ask why you have women’s makeup Eddy?” she asked looking at him askance.

Eddy just shook his head as Olivia elected to leave her bag and see what Eddy had.  It was her curiosity over what he had and why he might have it that made her want to use his stuff.  The dude has some serious issues she thought as she walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

He was right, it was all high-priced stuff.  She went all out and besides fixing up her hair and makeup, even put on nail polish that matched the cami she was almost wearing.  Standing there and trying her best to concentrate on her appearance, Olivia couldn’t help but feel the faint vibrations on her clit and the feelings of arousal it was generating.   She was going to get fucked tonight and after three long days without, she was ready to go.  Although if it was Carl at the helm there would be no doubt it would be an endless string of strangers fucking her senseless.  With Eddy, who knew what he might have in mind?  All the Queen cared about was that she was going to get some.  Shit yeah, I keep forgetting I’m having my period.  Oh well, with these two hamburgers between my legs, I don’t think I wasn’t going to be doing much with my pussy tonight anyway.

Olivia walked out of the bathroom and found the bedroom empty and her back pack gone too.  Walking barefoot down the hallway, Olivia glanced down and smiled at the pink nail polish on her toes.  It wasn’t something she normally did, paint her toes, but she did tonight, and it looked cute.  Walking felt weird she noticed as the tight pants split her meaty pussy in half, not to mention the strange feeling of her first tampon inside her body.  Her boobs barely moved at all as she walked down the stairs.  They normally jiggled, but not tonight.  They were so swollen still, and the taught tissue was stretched too tight to move.  She descended the last few steps and saw Eddy peek his head around the corner and flash her a smile.

“Wow, you look amazing Olivia.  I’m going to have to hire a body guard to protect you tonight!  Guys are going to take one look at you and have instant hard-ons!” he said as he stepped over and gave her a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek.

“You know you can kiss me on the lips Eddy, I’m not sure you’ve ever done that before,” she said thinking back to all their previous encounters.

“Oh I plan on it…, later though,” he said smiling.  Grabbing his keys and her back pack, he said, “Let’s go.”

“Ok…, wait.  Where are my sandals?” she asked looking around his spacious foyer and not seeing any sign of them or her back pack. “Or my back pack for that matter?”

“Oh yes, your back pack is in the car already, I put your sandals inside it while you were getting fixed up.  But don’t worry, you won’t be needing your sandals tonight, I have a present for you that you can wear instead,” he said opening up the closet and pulling something out.  “See if these fit,” he said holding out a cute pair of 4” high Jimmy Chu wedges.

Olivia did her best not squeal at the nice gift.  They were really awesome looking and looked very expensive.  “So cool Eddy.  Where did you get them?” she asked slipping the first one on and finding that it fit perfectly.

“I bought them.  I thought they might fit you,” he said proudly.

“You’re so sweet Eddy, first the clothes and now the shoes,” she said tying up the second shoe.  Standing up she twirled around and gave Eddy a good look at his most recent gift and how cute it made her feet look.  His smile said it all.  “What other surprises do you have in store?” she asked expectantly.

“I can’t tell you yet, but I’m  a man of many surprises my dear, and you’re my favorite person in the world to plan surprises for,” he said opening up the front door and motioning for her to step outside.

It sounded innocent enough Olivia thought as she stepped through the door and into the cooling night air, but with a kook like Eddy, being told she was his favorite “anything” in the world left her feeling a like she needed to be at least a little guarded.  The daylight was fading as night quickly approached, and Olivia realized she hadn’t seen a clock anywhere in Eddy’s house, and wondered how much time she had before she had to get home.  Hopefully enough time to get some action, I’m certainly dressed up for it!  The sex with Eddy had been fun and very welcome, but for the Queen who had been practically starved over the last few days, it wasn’t enough and she felt the pull deep down inside for more, much more.  The constant vibrations coming from her crotch were definitely working wonders in helping her get in the mood, and an all-out orgy would “cure” the stirrings she was feeling inside. 

Walking to Eddy’s SUV was a bit of a chore for a girl who was used to flats and sandals most of the time, not to mention the constant stimulation on her clit from the little vibrator Eddy had created.  Friggin little genius that Eddy is, sadistic, but still a genius she thought as she walked around the passenger side of Eddy’s black BMW.  Olivia felt her legs almost give out as a particularly strong vibration erupted from the contraption taped to her tummy and ran through her clit sending shivers down her spine.  This thing might be trouble if it keeps giving me little surges like that!  I’ll be humping somebody’s leg like a dog in heat in no time!  Thank God I have a tampon in, otherwise I’d have a huge wet spot in the front of these pants before we even get to wherever it is we’re going! 

Sliding up onto the smooth black leather passenger seat of the car, Olivia suddenly appreciated just how swollen her pussy was.  It felt like she was sitting on a maxipad all over again. 

“So where are we off to Eddy?” Olivia asked as she slouched down in the seat in order to relieve the pressure from sitting on her swollen pussy.

“Honestly?” he asked hesitating for a moment, “I didn’t really have any concrete plans, I just thought we could roam around and see what kind of trouble we could get ourselves into.  We can kinda play it by ear I guess, mostly I just want to show you off in public, let everyone see your new body modifications,” he stated as he put the key in the ignition and started up the powerful engine. 

“Oh, ok,” Olivia replied somewhat disappointed.  She’d figured Eddy would have some elaborate plan for her, Carl would have.  “So how long do you think it’s going to take for this saline stuff to…, you know, go away?” she asked, shifting in her seat once again trying to take the pressure off her bulbous cunt.

“Probably by the end of the night I would think,” he answered as he put the SUV in gear and eased off the brake, setting their night in motion.  He honestly had no idea, hopefully long enough for as many people as possible to see his genius he thought.  With his “creation” sitting next to him, he was him more excited than he had ever been before.  Stealing a quick glance as he navigated down his long driveway, Eddy felt his cock lurch once more as he spied the result of his actions.  Her tits were straining to break free from the silky camisole, and the camel-toe…, well what more could be said about that!  It was breathtaking at the very least.  It was so prominent it almost looked fake he thought as he saw the way the tight fabric split her mons in two.

They were barely to end of his street before his cell phone buzzed.  Looking at his screen Eddy grumbled under his breath as he read the text message.  “We have to make one stop along the way my dear, won’t take more than a few minutes.”  Eddy didn’t need work getting in the way of his time spent with his little Frankenstein’s Bride, but this was important and needed to be dealt with.

They drove the twenty minute distance to his office with relatively little conversation between the two of them.  Olivia sat there slouched back in her seat, her thighs repeatedly flexing tightly together and her arms crossed across her newly enlarged breasts.  She seemed to be in some serious distress thanks to his rigged up vibrator.  It was a stroke of genius alright, and if he had the interest in becoming the sex toy king, he could probably market it and sell a pile of them.  But that was a plan for another time.  Right now he had to figure out what to do with his precious Olivia tonight.  So many fantasies were running around in his head, and he had to pick one and get it in motion.  His building was coming up quick and once he got this one irritating but very necessary work thing taken care of, he could focus all of his attention on his golden haired princess. 

Pulling into the nearly empty parking lot, Eddy directed the big black SUV right up in front and turned off the car.  There were two other cars in the lot and they belonged to his two after-hours technicians.  Both good guys, good and nerdy, just like himself.

Olivia looked up and saw a brightly lit sign out front that read: “Pierce Technology”.  “So what is “Pierce Technology” Eddy?” Olivia asked politely.  She’d been remarkably inattentive to him the whole ride over and suddenly felt guilty about ignoring him.  She’d been running fantasy scenarios through her mind as she sat there enjoying the stimulation coming from her crotch.  They all involved her having copious amounts of sex and getting her “itch” taken care of.  Her state of arousal, which had been building ever since Eddy taped the little clit buzzer onto her tummy, was nearing desperation, and now she was here at some business.  I guess we’re having sex here then she thought as she waited for Eddy’s answer.

“It’s my company, we specialize in IT solutions, you know, networking stuff.  We even do some web hosting on the side.  I set it up a bunch of years ago and it pretty much runs itself now.  I just stop in from time to time to check the books, sign checks and stuff like that.  I’ll just be a few minutes, why don’t you just wait here for me,” he said as he hopped out of his side of the vehicle.

She was in sexual overload and her brain was focused on very urgent primal needs.  There was no rational thoughts going through her head, only what she was going to do about whatever game Eddy had planned for her.  And this must be part of the game or something she figured as her overload of hormone affected her ability to think rationally.  With her crotch vibrating and her pussy screaming at her for attention, Olivia was confused and wondered why Eddy would just leave her in the car all by herself.  Surely he must have brought me here to get some relief she thought as she squeezed her thighs together and felt the vibrations reverberate throughout her whole pelvis.  Her pussy was so starved for attention and so ready for action that if not for her tampon, she’d surely be sitting in a puddle by now.  As it was, she could feel dampness in the crotch of the tights.  Pulling her knees up she thought she could see a slight discoloration along her crack where the smooth stretchy material hugged her fattened labia.  It still felt like she was sitting on a diaper with how pudgy her pussy looked, but she had to admit, it felt amazingly sexy to have her pussy on display while still wearing clothes.  The only thing missing were men to see her like this.

Running her fingers over the smooth material covering her cunt, Olivia could feel the tingle it produced, her painted fingernails tracing over the hairless mons beneath.  Period or no period, I just don’t think I can wait any longer she sighed as the urge to thrust her fingers deep into her pussy crease.  The stimulation her fingers provided teased her hungry pussy even more.  Beyond the temptation the vibrations produced, the lack of vaginal sex she’d experienced with Eddy had taken its toll.  Sure the swelling in her crotch had made his cock feel enormous, and yeah it hurt, but the Queen was in no condition to worry about a little pain right now.  She needed to get fucked, and in the worst way. 

Carl’s abandonment for fear of his own safety, had left a void in her life that seemed like a welcomed trade off when she was feeling like a normal kid, but now that she was super aroused, it seemed like the cruelest thing in the world to leave her without what she needed the most, a ton of sex.

Olivia continued to tease her greasy pussy with her fingertips through the tight spandex as she looked for anybody who would be willing to give her what she needed.  The street outside seemed deserted and the parking lot here was empty except for the two cars parked at the far end.  Hmmm, those must belong to whomever Eddy wants me to fuck.  Still believing Eddy couldn’t actually be here for legitimate work purposes and that this was part of his devilish plan to get her sexed up, Olivia fantasized about what might lay behind the steel and glass doors of Pierce Technologies. 

Acting on impulse as the Queen liked to do, Olivia dropped her feet back down to the mat and reached for the door handle.  It was time to see just what Eddy had in store for her.  Stepping down in her high-heeled wedges, Olivia strutted over to the door and pulled it open.  Her boobs barely moved as she stepped inside and headed past the vacant receptionist’s desk and down the main hallway.  It was a typical single story office building with beige carpets and white walls adorned with uninspiring hotel-like prints on the walls.  Olivia walked down the main hallway looking for her special rendezvous.  The distinct smell of ozone hung in the air, typical for a place brimming with unseen computer equipment.

Olivia wasn’t sure where to look as she passed several empty offices and the men’s and women’s washrooms along the way.  At the end of the hall she heard voices and specifically, male voices.  “Hello?” she called out as she started heading in the direction of the voices.  One of the voices was definitely Eddy’s and the other sounded tinny.  They were coming from behind a closed door and on the door read “Edward Pierce – President”.  “Ohhh, Eddy’s the president huh?  Sounds important,” she noted with a smile as she reached for the door handle.  Opening up the door, she saw Eddy sitting behind a cluttered desk talking to his phone.  He using the hands-free option and arguing loudly with somebody.  It was a side of Eddy she’d never heard before.  He sounded angry and authoritative, nothing like the meek guy she was used to, although with her overstuffed tits trying to burst through her camisole, there was a lot more to this guy than she’d ever imagined thinking back to the first time she’d met him.

He looked up and stared straight through her with a flash of anger that quickly turned into a smile.  “Hold on a second Ken,” he said as he punched a button on the phone putting the call on mute.  “Olivia, do you mind waiting outside for me while I finish up this call please?” he suggested in a tone that sounded much more serene than the tone he was using on Ken. 

“Sure,” she whispered back and took one last furtive glance around his office as she backed up and closed the door.  His office was a far cry from his ridiculously neat and tidy house, his office was strewn with papers and various computer parts stacked up in boxes all over the place.

Olivia headed back down the hallway and wondered just what “outside” he was referring to?  Surely he wouldn’t have brought her here just to leave her sitting in the car by herself?  Eddy said he had plans for her, and that always involved sex.  If he was the boss here, why didn’t he just blow off work and take her someplace fun?  Unless…, she was supposed to find her own fun…, here?  Maybe that was it she thought as the hormones flowing through her body twisted her reality into something out of “Dear Penthouse, this happened to me…”

Maybe it was a game, see what kind of fun might be lurking around the corner?  Or maybe it was just her horny brain trying to make the ordinary into something more than it was?  A horned up slut in need of a good fucking liked the first option better.   As Olivia strolled down the hallway, she cast a glance down at her modified boobs and thought about how she must look with her bulging breasts and her majorly protruding bulbous nipples, and then the tight baby-blue tights pulled up into her crotch.  She looked amazingly slutty, which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, not when you needed to get fucked. 

As she strolled along in her four inch wedges, her whole body felt uncomfortable with her turgid tits and swollen cunt and even faint tummy cramps from her period.  “Oh shit!” she blurted out loud.  The sudden realization hit her, how was she supposed to go around and get fucked on her period while wearing tights?  If I don’t bleed through this material on my own, I certainly will once I start fucking and get a few loads of cum up in me!

Olivia stopped in her tracks and saw a serious flaw in Eddy’s choice of dress for her.  Well maybe he didn’t see the flaw, or maybe his plans didn’t involve her wearing these pants much longer, or maybe he didn’t have plans at all that involved her having some much needed sex, but she wanted sex right now!   And the tampon in her pussy, and her overwhelming urge to replace that tampon with a thick hot cock were much more important than any lackluster plans Eddy seemed to have in store for her.  Even by his own admission he didn’t really know what to do with her tonight, so if that meant finding, or making, her own fun, then she’d have to do it.

But first things first, I can’t get fucked with a tampon in she deduced, and headed for the main entrance and her backpack which was tucked away in Eddy’s SUV.  The whole time, the incessant buzzing in her crotch was making the simple act of walking ever more difficult with each passing step.  She was in no-man’s land, halfway between “on the verge of cumming” and “annoyed beyond all comprehension”.  Eddy’s plan of getting her turned-on had been a rousing success, but as Olivia was finding out as she  pushed open the main door and felt the cooling night air on her prickly skin, sometimes too much of a good thing, isn’t a good thing.

Pulling open the heavy passenger door to the black SUV, Olivia climbed in and immediately started pulling the clingy tights down off her hips, which would have been a chore no matter where she was, but in the confined space of a front seat, it was a pain in the ass.  Olivia spied the tampon strong and gave it a gentle tug.  It was such a weird feeling as the cottony mass inside her love tube started to pull out.  With constant pressure she felt the bulky wad pull free and she was relieved to see there wasn’t much blood after all.  Maybe I can wear these tights then.  Although the Queen normally went for skirts sans underwear, it was just so much easier to keep the business end free and available at all times.

With the tights around her ankles Olivia couldn’t resist the temptation and brushed her fingers along her swollen sex.  The buzzer had her clit ready to explode, and as her fingers travelled along her swollen slit, she knew her gash was where her fingers would end up.  She needed to cum badly, and cock or no cock, she needed some relief from the pent up sexual frustration the buzzer had whipped her up into. 

Pressing her index finger between her fattened pussy lips, she found her cunt dry as a bone, something the Queen had never experienced before.  Damn tampon!  It sucked all the juice out of me! 

Sticking her first two digits in her mouth, Olivia coated her fingers with as much saliva as she could and quickly placed them back at the opening of her pussy and pressed them between the  swollen tissue.  “Ahhh,” she moaned as her fingers slowly sunk into the dry confines of her love hole.  Immediately she felt her pulse quicken and her orgasm lurch closer to release.  Her well used but still snug cunt enveloped her first two fingers as she started picking up the pace, pushing her fingers in past the second knuckle and feeling the delicious sensations they provided.  The soft and smooth folds within her body welcomed the tantalizing touches as they fired pulses through her nerve endings straight to her brain.  The tight feeling she experienced earlier when Eddy had tried fucking her modified pussy were forgotten as she pleasured her hot cunt.

Her breathing quickened in time with her thrusting fingers as her orgasmed rapidly roared to a head.  Her heaving breasts and her wide spread legs were obscenely sexy in the front seat of Eddy’s SUV.  The wantonness of her display was a tribute to the desperation for pleasure she felt throughout her body, and especially her mind.  The Queen was in the zone and she was long past the point of thinking like a normal person when she got like this, she was like a junky strung out and looking for a fix.  She was at the point where she’d be willing to do anything with anyone for as long as it took to quench that endless thirst for sex. 

As her orgasm hit her, Olivia reached down with her other hand and rubbed her clit furiously, the little buzzer not being quite up to the task in her current state of orgasmic desperation, and the added stimulation quickly pushed her over the edge, bringing about a mind shattering orgasm, one she’d needed for what seemed like hours.  A silent scream erupted from her wide open mouth as her body went rigid from the tension in her muscles.  Oh yeah, it was a good one.  Her legs locked straight out and the muscles in her spine spasmed making her body board straight and stiff as a board as her world was immersed in waves of gorgeous pleasure.  Her pussy was suddenly flooded with hot fluid and her fingers were suddenly drenched as she her body roiled in one of her patented and highly addictive orgasms. 

That last thought going through her mind as her world was awash in hormonal bliss, was that if every woman in the world had orgasms that powerful, then she’d be in for one helluva competition for the world’s biggest slut!

As she lay there with her legs agape and her body coming down from her monster orgasm, Olivia pondered her next move.  The orgasm was great and all, but without a hard cock to shove between her legs, her climax was a hollow reward for the Queen and her insatiable need for sex.  Her faith in Eddy procuring the necessary male appendages was highly in doubt at the moment, especially with the heated discussion he was having on the phone, and with how he sent her away.  No, she needed to find her own stud and the temporary relief she bought with her orgasm only filled half her need.  An orgasm without a hard dick was like salt without pepper, and she needed some spice right now!

Olivia sat up and looked around, her butt sliding backwards left a trail of pussy slime on Eddy’s fine black leather seat.  She would take the first guy she saw and let him fuck her sweet young pussy.  The parking lot was empty save for two cars at the far end, and outside, only the occasional car whizzed by.  Those cars belong to someone, so there must be someone inside, and chances are at least one of the owners must be a guy.  Now the question is, do I put these tights back on, or dig out one of my slutty little skirts?

Olivia didn’t want to disappoint Eddy, but the pants were for “show”, and she was ready for “go”.  A skirt gave the illusion of respectability while at the same time offered easy access to her juicy bits for any available cock.  Definitely a skirt she decided. 

Pulling the tights all the way off her legs and depositing them on the floor, Olivia turned around and offered her bare ass to anyone who might be watching while she dug around in her back pack in the back seat.  Everything was crammed in tightly, a shame too since she had some very expensive clothes in there.  Her poor silk dress was a mess and would need some professional attention to get it back in presentable fashion she judged as she bypassed it and grabbed a nice frilly white skirt with an elastic waist.  It wasn’t one of her slutty miniskirts but it showed off enough leg that she could definitely get her point across to even the most oblivious males out there, even computer nerds whom she suspected might be lurking somewhere in the bowels of Eddy’s business.

Slipping the skirt on and the welcome feeling of going out into public with naked loins, Olivia climbed out of the SUV and gave the door a slam for good measure.  If Eddy is too wrapped up to take care of my needs, then I’ll take care of them myself!  Yanking open the front door, she headed back down the main hallway and turned right instead of left.  Going left took her back towards Eddy’s office and unless she was going to throw herself on him while still on the phone…, hey!  That’s a great idea!  Get him all flustered and get a little revenge for leaving me all alone with my damn clit buzzer driving me insanely horny.  As Olivia spun on her heels and headed towards Eddy’s office, she noticed the little vibrations coming from her crotch were less noticeable now.  Huh, the battery must be wearing down she concluded.  The low frequency vibrations were indeed getting more and more faint.  Too bad, I was just starting to hope for them to stay strong, it makes my pussy juicy as hell.  And after the tampon sucked the moisture out of her usually juicy cunt, she was hoping it would stay wet long enough to get some much needed action.

Arriving at Eddy’s closed door, she listened and heard silence.  Opening the door, she peered in and found his office empty.  Well where the fuck did he go?  I’m out there waiting for him and he’s not even in here!  That’s it, I’m tired of being ignored long enough, he pumps me full of saltwater and makes my tits look like something out of the circus, and then does the same to my pussy, and then ignores me!  What the fuck!  The man needs a lesson in respect, you don’t treat me that way! 

Turning around, Olivia stomped her way back down the hallway in the direction she’d just come from and continued on past the main hallway intent on finding one of the owners of the two cars, and getting what she deserved, since obviously Eddy was too busy to care about her needs.

Heading around a bend in the hallway, Olivia spotted two nearly identical disheveled looking guys, with an unshaven faces and equally unruly mops of hair.  They weren’t twins, but they might as well have been they looked so much alike.  They fit the stereotypical vision of a pair of computer nerds and well…, she could do worse.

At the sound of her footsteps, both men turned to look and found themselves staring at the sexiest looking blonde girl either had ever seen.  He tits were straining to break free of an obviously “not meant for public” pink top, and her skirt while not inappropriate, combined with the top to make her look incredibly slutty, but slutty in a good way.

“Holy shit dude!  Tell me I’m not seeing things and that there’s a hot chick heading this way,” said the one slightly overweight computer systems nerd.

“Fuck me, what the hell is she…, I mean, what are you doing here?” he stammered as Olivia closed the remaining few feet between them.

“Hi boys, lovely evening huh?  Let’s cut to the chase, I’m in need of some male “services” and you two are the lucky guys I’m picking,” she said boldly.  The clit buzzer was on its last legs as the vibrations were just faint little tickles now, as she came to  stop in front of the two guys.  She didn’t need the vibrator to close this deal, she was ready for action and didn’t feel the slightest bit nervous asking these guys for sex.  Her cunt was juiced up and ready to go.

“What?  Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” the guy to her right asked in shock.

“You mean sex?  Hell yeah.  I’m horny and I need your cocks in me.  I don’t care if you want to go one at a time or if you want to fuck me both at the same time.  It makes no difference to me, but just know, I don’t have time for pleasantries.  I need sex and I need it right now,” she stated.

“Wha-what? What did you say? Is – is – is this a joke or a setup or something?” the other guy stuttered in disbelief.  “How old are you?  And how did you get in here?” the other guy asked with his mouth still hanging open.  At least he had the smarts to realize that hot chicks didn’t just walk in and ask him or his friend for sex, certainly there had to be something going on here.  It smelled like a setup or a trap or something. 

“No questions, I told you, I’m horny and I need sex, now where can we go and get busy?” Olivia asked waiting for the guys to make up their minds and make the only right decision there was to be made.

“Dude, this can’t be happening,” the other responded looking at his friend, and then looking back at Olivia’s tits.  There were tits unlike anything he’d ever seen while surfing internet porn, and he would know, he’d made internet porn his one and only hobby!  “I mean, yeah, who are you?” he asked trying to regain the smallest amount of composure and trying not to look as desperate as he felt.

“Don’t worry about who I am, just know that I know your boss and he owes me.  You guys can be my repayment,” she said as she stuck her chest out just a fraction more.  It wasn’t really necessary, her tits were protruding so much already, even a blind man would see those babies trying to push right through the smooth pink satin material.  Her puffy nipples were perfectly outlined through the thin material and her nipple rings were perfectly outlined through the thin pink satin.

The two guys looked at each other and then back at the blonde Goddess standing before them, neither could think of a thing to say.  Knows our boss, and he owes you? the one tech was thinking as he stood there gawking at the prettiest, and by far the boldest girl he’d ever met.  How does Mr. Pierce know this girl? he wondered.

“What, you don’t believe me?  Don’t think I’m serious?  Then check this out,” she said as she pulled the front of her skirt up and gave the guys each a prolonged view of her bald and puffy snatch. 

“Holy shit, that’s the fattest pussy I’ve ever seen!” the guy to the left exclaimed.  “Hot damn,” said the other.

“There,” Olivia said as she dropped her skirt back down, “Now do you think I’m being serious?  Or do you need some more proof I want to fuck you guys?” she asked as she reached out and placed the palm of her hand on each of their crotches.  Both guys recoiled back like they’d been branded with a hot poker as they were unsure if they should let this obviously young, but very sexy girl touch their penises.

“Oh wait, you guys aren’t gay are you?” Olivia asked wondering if that was why the guys flinched.  Even if there were, that wasn’t about to stop her as she reached out further and put her hands back on their crotches again.  This time neither guy moved both speechless guys shook their heads simultaneously  as they let her touch the fronts of their respective pants. 

Olivia felt her heart flutter as she felt their cocks start to grow through their jeans before asking them again, “So where can we go to have sex?”

“What the hell are you doing!” screamed a voice from behind her. 

Olivia knew it was Eddy and he sounded furious.  Turning around his face was beat red and his hands were clenched at his sides.  He suddenly looked twice his normal size and the meek Eddy whom she thought she knew, had seemingly been transformed into some angry beast. 

“Get the hell out of here!  NOW!” he screamed again.  “And you two, get back to work!” he yelled again.  His face was distorted and filled with rage as he witnessed his “creation” feeling the cocks of his two workers in plain sight.  “NOW!” he yelled to the three of them who were still standing there in shock.

Olivia knew without looking back that the two guys she was making her move on were gone.  They were retreating behind her as a blistering pace and she was left alone there in the hallway with a visibly disturbed Eddy.

“Well, what are you waiting for?  An invitation?  Get out of here!” he yelled, pointing towards the main hallway and the exit which he obviously meant for her to use.

Olivia found her feet moving slowly, and for the first time ever, felt fear from the guy whom she had previously thought was pretty predicable.  She nervously walked towards Eddy and expected him to either verbally or physically lash out at her, so real was her fear.  Even when he was sticking needles into her tits and cunt, she didn’t feel any fear because she knew he wouldn’t let any harm come to her, now he looked like a totally different person.

She felt sheepish and frightened as she got up next to him, he was pissed and there was no telling what a person could do when they are obsessed with rage.  “I’m sorry Eddy, I just tho-,”

“Stop it, don’t even finish your thought.  Come with me,” he said coldly as he grabbed her by arm and spun her around towards the hallway and the exit beyond.

“Ouch Eddy!  That hurts!” she protested as she felt the strength of his grip close on her upper arm as he jerked her forward.

“Shut up, don’t talk, Don’t say another word,” he said as he marched her forward.  He was holding her arm too hard and he knew it.  It would leave bruises tomorrow, but that wasn’t his concern for the moment, saving face in front of his employees was.  As long as she didn’t say anything about how I know her then I should be okay he thought.  What the fuck was she thinking?  What the fuck was I thinking bringing her here?  I should have my head examined!  Eddy fumed as he walked his beautiful little slut out the door.  Pausing to lock the front door, Eddy turned around when he heard the whimper and saw Olivia crying.

She couldn’t help it, it all just flowed out of her.  The events of the week had been a lot for her to deal with.  First the whole thing with the cops and how it led to her ordeal with Julio, getting drugged and gang fucked all day long.  Then Carl abandoning her and Stacy seemingly glad to be done with the whole sex thing.  She’d lost her partner in crime, her pimp and her room at the motel all in one week.  Her dreams had been mostly realized and not surprisingly, she’d enjoyed where it had led her, up until now that was.  Eddy had seemed to be her savior for the moment, now here she was with her tits all blown up but a man who was scaring the shit out of her, not to mention had physically hurt her arm.  A guy she thought she knew.  Kinky yeah, but seemingly harmless.  In his rage she wondered, what was he going to do next?  The tears dribbled down her made-up cheeks and threatened to spoil her makeup job as she waited for what was to come next.

“Get in the car Olivia,” Eddy ordered as he pulled his keys form the front door lock and spun on his heels to stare at her.  His malevolent look was gone, and in its place and look of compassion.  “Get in the car sweetie, let’s get out of here.”

Olivia complied and climbed up into the passenger seat and still the tears kept flowing.

Eddy climbed in and opened up the center console.  “There there my dear, dry up those tears,” he said as he passed her a wad of tissues.  “I’m sorry I yelled at you, I had to make it look good to my guys that what you were doing was wrong.”

“Huh?” she asked.  “You mean you aren’t mad?”

“No, I am, I’m furious actually.  But I can’t blame you entirely.  I should have made it more clear that I needed you to stay in the car and not to come in.  This is my company, my place of work.  I can’t be seen with a teenage prostitute.  Word will spread and in no time I’ll have lost the respect I worked so hard to earn after all these years.”

“I’m sorry Eddy, I thought this was all a part of some elaborate game.  I wasn’t thinking right,” she cried.  “This damn thing-,” she said stopping in mid-sentence to pull up her skirt so she could grab onto the buzzer before ripping it off, tape and all, “Was driving me half out of my mind!”  The thing was almost dead anyway and given her emotional state, was relieved to find the faint stimulation gone.  “You don’t know what something like that can do to me!  I was so horny I was ready to fuck the first guy I saw, and after I went to your office and you weren’t there, I went looking.  That’s when I saw those two guys and well…, the Queen just took over.”

“The Queen?  You say that like it’s a person.  Who are you referring to?” Eddy asked as he started the car and backed up to leave.

“She is…, or at least it seems like it is.  That’s the name I gave her in my dream, and it seems like she’s taken over in real life too,” she sobbed.

“Olivia, please don’t cry.  Look, I’m still mad, but you don’t have any reason to cry.  I’m not going to yell, and I’m not going to hurt you, but you have me curious, who’s the Queen?”

“I guess she’s inside me, driving me to do the things I do.  I envision this person inside me that makes me love the sex, and crave it all the time.  Look, I know it sounds stupid.  I know it’s just me doing all this stuff, but I have this drive inside me and I can’t control it.  I guess it was just easier to pretend to have someone else in control so I could let myself go and ignore the shame of letting men have their way with my body so I could just enjoy the pleasure I get from it.  You know what I mean?” she asked as she dabbed another tear from eye and looked over at Eddy.

“Yeah,” he said pausing, “I guess I do.  I guess I do.”  He had his own demons and they played with his mind too.  He wanted to do things to women, things that would scare the hell out of most of them.  Olivia was the exception, and not just because she would willingly let him realize some of those dreams, but now it was over, he wouldn’t be able to use her that way ever again.  He cared for her, deeply, but because he’d screwed up and exposed a part of his private life to his place of business, he had compromised that bond.  That separation was now broken, and he felt rage inside because of it.  He’d probably always have that rage now, and he couldn’t possibly expose her to that rage.  She’d never be safe down in his dungeon.  He’d be tempted to explore his dark side, let go of his restraint, she’d end up injured and he knew it.  And he couldn’t do that to her.  No, cool calm Eddy needed to keep that separation intact or risk doing something he knew he’d regret and never forgive himself for.  He had to break the tie.  Taking a right onto the road, Eddy headed towards safety.  Safety for her and safety for what remained of their relationship.

“So where are you taking me Eddy?” Olivia asked as she realized they were heading for the expressway.

“Home kid, I’m taking you home,” he sighed.  It was killing him inside, walking away like this.  She was everything he’d ever wanted.  She was young, beautiful, a perfect body with an insatiable sexual appetite.  She trusted him and gave herself over to him, and one stupid mistake had compromised that trust.  Not trust in her, trust in himself.

“But?  I thought-.”

“Nope, no buts kid.  Trust me, this is for the best,” he sighed as he accelerated onto the on-ramp.  Such a waste he thought, all because fucking Ken needed to close our stupid business deal.  In time, he told himself, in time it’ll be ok.

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Olivia had tried to get Eddy to talk, the whole way back to her house, but he was very silent.  She was struggling to get a read on him.  He was short in his replies and his normally jovial nature was completely soured, or so it seemed.  He sounded very sad too which didn’t make any sense to her twelve year old brain.  He was mad?  He was sad?  How do men work?  They more screwed up in the head than us girls!  Her horniness from earlier was still there, but barely.  Her emotional outburst had sapped a lot of the horniness that she’d been feeling.  Her physical condition helped quell that too.  Her boobs were sore and so was the muffin she was sitting on.  Her tummy hurt from her period cramps and she never did get that cock she was so desperate for.  She had a pair of shorts on now with a pad up against her hamburger patties for pussy lips.  It felt like sitting on a loaf of bread.  What a shitty night she reflected as she got closer to home. 

Olivia looked down at her phone and saw it wasn’t even seven o’clock yet.  As shitty as they day had gone, it wasn’t even close to being over yet!  What else could possibly go wrong? 

The message indicators for her email and text alerts were remarkably low, twelve emails and five texts.  It was amazing she thought as she clicked on the texts, a week ago her phone was blowing up with all the requests for sex, and in one fell swoop, she was an outcast, even freaky Eddy was taking her home!  And it wasn’t even her fault really!  The little weirdo should have said specifically: “Don’t come in!”  Oh well, there have to be more fish in the sea for me. 

Clicking through her texts, Stacy wanted to know how her “date” with Eddy had gone.  “Shitty” she replied.  “On my way home.”  Emily and one of her other friends were asking her where she was and what she was doing.  A couple of the persistent truck drivers had said they were on their way through and wondered if she could come out to the truck stop to meet her, and that was it.  None of the  other texts were from guys asking her for a date, none!

The emails were more promising, there were several inquiries asking where and when they could meet up.  That’s a good question she thought as Eddy’s car rounded a corner about three blocks from her house.  She still had her room as far as she knew, at least the key still worked!  She could try and set something up.  She still had time.  The car came to a stop and she realized this was a far as he was taking her.

“Out you go kid, sorry it had to end this way,” Eddy offered.

“What do you mean - end this way?  You’re making it sound like we’re never going to see each other again Eddy?” she asked.

“Sorry Olivia, maybe someday soon we can try it again.  I have damage control at work I need to tackle first, and until that’s behind me, I just won’t be in the right frame of mind to be around you.  I’m sorry,” he said as he pressed the automatic gate release.

Olivia was in shock as she watched him climb out without another word and walk around back to the rear of the car.  He was pulling her bike out in quick fashion and didn’t appear like he was interested in a long goodbye.  Grabbing her back pack, she climbed down from the passenger side and met him around back.  She looked at him and felt a sadness grow on her, her twisted little pervert was casting her aside too.  His bald head which she’d seen perched over her naked body plenty of times shone from the street light above.  She might never see that bald head again.  She might never learn what other twisted fetishes he may have locked away inside that brain of his.  Was this how it ended with all her guys?  Just see ya later kid?  Olivia leaned in and went to wrap her arms around him in a goodbye hug.

“No, sorry Olivia, I can’t.  I’m sorry,” he said. He had to stop her, she was still too precious.  One hug, one smell of her shampoo and he would melt, he knew he would.  Best just to break it clean and go.  Leaning the bike in her direction, she took it from his grasp and he stepped away without looking back at her.  He was a sucker for her, but she might have just ruined his career, his business, his reputation.  He couldn’t let himself forgive her, not yet anyway.  He didn’t even say goodbye as he went around to the driver’s side and climbed back in.  Pressing the button, the small motor that controlled the rear gate started to close, he could see her through the rearview mirror still standing there in shock.

Olivia was speechless; she could understand him being mad at her, but just walking away like that without even giving her a hug?  Her sadness turned to anger in one smooth step.  Fucking asshole, you fuck my ass with goldfish inside of me and you can’t even give me a fucking hug!  She wanted to scream it out loud, but she didn’t.  As much as she wanted to be mad at him, she couldn’t find it in her to speak her mind.  This evening had capped a week of disappointment.  Just when she thought she was going to get an evening of sex that she could use to clear her mind, she ends up like this, with an even bigger pile shit on her plate. 

She needed that mind clearing sex that Eddy was supposed to give her and she needed it now.  Fucking guys with their issues she thought as she climbed up onto her bike and headed off in search of…, something.

Olivia found riding her bike extremely uncomfortable with her fattened pussy lips pressing hard against her bike seat, nonetheless it reminded her of what she was in desperate need of, downright dirty sex.  She rode towards her house and wondered if Steve might be available for some good hard sex.  His car was gone as she neared her house and the only car in the Johnson driveway was Mr. Johnson’s.  His Ram pickup truck was there and that meant she was out of luck locally.  Fucking Reed Johnson would probably be great fun, but if it backfired, which it probably would, her mom would know and her title of Queen of the Sluts would forever be a thing of the past. 

Olivia pedaled on by without stopping.  She just couldn’t go home, not yet anyway.  She had no idea where she was going but she knew going home wouldn’t do her any good, not in her present mood.  She rode on feeling all the discomforts of her body’s present condition, swollen tits hurting from every bump in the road, her cunt screaming from the pressure of the seat, and her tummy hurting from her cramps.  This sucks she thought as she found herself headed back to familiar ground.  The lights of the Red Roof were illuminating the parking lot as she zoomed through the main parking lot and headed around towards the back where she still hopefully had her room.  Who was she going to call?  Sam?  Nope, his huge cock will absolutely tear my swollen pussy up she figured.  Send out a general email?  Nope, not enough time.  Just grab some guy off the street?  That could work.

It was amazing the thoughts she had going through her mind as she pulled up to her room and climbed off her bike.  The key slipped into the lock and turned just like normal.  Opening it up she was greeted by the familiar surroundings and smells of her room.  Everything looked like it should, with one exception, there were no men scheduled to come and fuck her.  She was alone and needed somebody to give her that much needed fucking. 

Pulling her bike inside, Olivia closed the door behind her and leaned it up against the wall behind the door.  She was home and had nothing to do.  Sitting gingerly down on the edge of the bed, Olivia looked around an found her eyes settling on the little bar fridge.  Hmmm, I wonder.  Scooting over to the little fridge, she opened it up and a smile broke across her face.  Carl had left it well stocked.  Grabbing a vodka cooler she opened up the bottle and took a swallow.  The cold liquid burned as it made its way down her throat.  If I can’t get fucked, I might as well get fucked up and forget my troubles.

Climbing back up onto the bed, Olivia turned on the TV and settled in to enjoy her beverage.  Taking another swallow she reflected on the first time she got drunk, the night she was supposed to give her virginity to Aaron.  What a rude awakening that turned out to be.  Who knows where she’d be right now if Carl hadn’t been the cab driver that night.  Where indeed she wondered as she turned flipped around a few channels before settling on American Family and wondering whose her boobs were bigger, hers, or Ariel Winter’s. 

Lying on her back, and still bra-less, Olivia toyed with her overinflated tits and was amazed at how high up on her chest they were sitting.  It had been a good three hours since Eddy had pumped them full of saline and they hadn’t gone down at all.  “Fuck how long are you kids going to be on my chest here?” she said out loud as she tilted back another swallow.  “Enjoy them while you can!” she said to her empty room as she pulled up her shirt and just for fun, touched the cold base of the bottle to her nipple.  “Ouch!  Ha ha, fuck that’s cold!”

Two vodka coolers later and Olivia was on the bed naked seeing what weird and wonderful things she could do to her body.  She’d already given herself a bottle fucking orgasm and was surprised that the bottle shoved into her cunt really didn’t hurt like she thought it would.  Maybe the swelling is going down faster than I thought?  Her tits still looked huge, but her pussy was closer to normal than before.  Maybe the pressure from the bike seat squeezed some of the juice out of me?  Juice me!  I’m a big orange!  See what my juice tastes like!” she squealed as the alcohol started to kick in.  She was laughing hysterically as she rolled around with another ice cold bottle in her hand, ready to crack number four open.

A knock at the door brought her back to reality.  Shit, nobody knows I’m here!  Who the hell could that be she wondered?  Jumping up she grabbed her tank top and pulled it on and grabbed her shorts, pulling them on over her naked loins.  “Who is it?” she yelled out.

A muffled voice came through the door, “It’s me Julio, can I come in?”

Olivia went to the door and opened it up a crack.  He was standing there all alone and smiling like the Cheshire cat. 

“Hey beautiful, can I come in?”

“Are you by yourself?” she asked somewhat afraid to open to door.

“Yeah, hey no worries, I ain’t gonna try nothing on you, I promise.”

“Alright,” she replied and started to open the door.  Her ability to make sensible decisions were obviously impaired thanks to the vodka coolers and opened the door a little further.  “What are you doing here anyway?” she asked as she stood there blocking the doorway.

“Nothing, just thought I would come over and say hi.  I saw you coming through the parking lot earlier and I never saw you leave, so I thought once I got my business done, I might stop by and see if you could use the company,” he said as he stood there waiting for her to let him in.  His gold teeth were gleaming as he looked her up and down.

“Yeah, I guess that’s fine,” she answered and immediately wondered how long it was going to be before she was naked and riding on top of his cock.  He wasn’t here just to check on her, that was preposterous, he was here for sex and they both knew it.  Her only decision now was if she was going to let him fuck her considering what he did to her not even a week ago?  With the booze working its magic and her earlier play with the cooler bottle leaving her all heated up, the decision was made before her conscience even got taken out of park.  “Come on in then,” she said opening up the door.  He walked in and immediately made himself at home walking over to the bed and crashing down onto it, right where she’d just been playing with herself.

Julio saw the empty cooler bottles lying on the bed and brushed them casually off onto the floor.  He watched her tentatively standing there by the door as she closed it, looking at him and judging his intentions.  She was still smoking hot, and for some reason looked hotter than usual.  Nothing special about what she was wearing, jean shorts and a simple tank top, except…, the top seemed to be pushed out more than he remembered.  It was her tits, they looked much bigger than the last time he’d seen her.  He remembered those tits well, they were perfection, not too big, not too small.  Nice and firm and ripe, even if she was a bit on the young side for his tastes.  He could live with that.  She was hot, convenient, and loved to get fucked.  All great properties for an entrepreneur like himself.  “So how come you’re here all alone?  The fat man run out of guys for you to fuck?” he asked smiling.

He was straight to the point, no messing around with boring bullshit conversation.  Olivia liked that, Julio was a man who liked to get to the point.  So was she.  “So are you really just here to check up on me, or were you looking to have sex with me?”

“Well… both actually,” he said grinning.

“At least you’re honest,” she said as she locked the door behind her.  “Can I get you something to drink?  I think there’s beer and stuff in the fridge,” she said while slowing walking over to the bed.

“Sure, I’ll take a brew if you got one,” he replied as he watched her turn sideways and step over to the small fridge.  Yep her tits are definitely bigger, which is weird since it doesn’t look like she’s wearing a bra.  “So you never answered my question, where’s the fat man?”

Olivia retrieved a beer from the fridge and walked over to the closest side of the bed next to Julio.  Standing within arm’s reach of the man, she held out the beer and waited for him to grab it.  He grabbed with both hands, one to the outside of her thigh and the other to the can in her hand.  His touch felt delicious as he softly started stroking her thigh.  It was warm and sensual, just what she was needing.  The cramps in her tummy were quickly replaced with butterflies.  Something so simple, a gentle touch was all it took to get her juices flowing.  There would be much more touching to come very soon she hoped.

“Carl had a come-to-Jesus moment I guess.  He panicked after his brush with the cops last weekend and he’s basically dropped me flat.”

“Awww, what a shame.  I guess that means you can work for me then.  Why don’t we call this a try-out.  Handle me like I’m a customer, show me if you’re worth the money I got in my pocket here,” he said patting the outside of his jeans pocket.

“I thought you only wanted to hire me out for special occasions?  And when did you decide I needed a new manager?” she quipped.  

“When I sampled your wares yesterday and remembered just how fucking hot you are,” he said rubbing her thigh.

“Humf, I didn’t know you were into pimping out young girls?”  And without pausing she asked, “What can you do for me if I agree?”

“Girls your age huh?” he asked pensively.  “You fuck, no questions asked right?” 

“You mean would I fuck anybody?  Yeah pretty much.  Can’t think of anyone I’ve turned down yet,” she replied while enjoying the way he was squeezing her ass.  His hand slithered back down to her thigh, only this time he was rubbing the inside of her thigh and it was getting closer and closer to her pussy with every stroke.

“You fuck a lot of guys for the fat man?”

“Yeah, pretty much as many as we could fit into my schedule.  My mom works the second shift so as long as he had me home before eleven on her work nights, we’d keep the pace going pretty strong.”

“And you’re good with that?  I mean you do it out of choice not because he was making you, right?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty horny all the time and I need the sex to keep me…, I don’t know, satisfied I guess?”

“Well I think I can keep you busy, I know enough people that can keep this sweet body busy,” he said as his hand snaked up inside her leg of her shorts and made contact with her bald pussy.  He could feel her slump down pushing her cunt onto his hand even more.  She sighed and he knew she was ready for a good fucking.  “So what was your deal with the fat man?” he asked while sliding his finger tips through her puffy crack.  He could feel the wetness seeping out of her cunt and knew she wasn’t kidding about being horny all the time. 

“He pretty much did everything for me, took me wherever I needed to go, gave me half of the money, ohh, and got me my birth control pills, which I just ran out of.  You’ll need to supply me with those too if you want me to work for you,” she said while trying to keep her thoughts straight.  Between the booze and the fingers teasing her hot cunt, she had a deal in the works and needed to keep her bases covered. 

“Yeah I’m sure I can figure something out there.  The money though, half is pretty steep.  I can get girls from all over Central America that will work for next to nothing.  They’re a dime a dozen, what makes you worth half?”

“Do those girls look like me?” she asked and reached down a grabbed the bottom of her tank and pulled it up over her head, exposing her newly modified tits.

“Damn girl, what happened to your tits!  They got huge real fast.  Holy shit!” he remarked.  They looked like they were ready to burst off her chest and her nipples…, holy shit they looked like a whole other set of mini-tits trying grow right out of her skin.

“Do you like them?” she purred as she ran her fingers over the turgid orbs.  They were still super taught and still amazingly sensitive.

“I thought they were perfect before, this is a little over the top, but I like them, don’t get me wrong,” he said suddenly wondering what they would feel like with his mouth wrapped around one.  “Why don’t you lose the shorts and we can play with that sweet body and maybe you can convince me you’re worth half the money.”  He could feel his cock straining against his jeans, she was fucking hot no doubt and the sooner he had his tool lodged in her hot cunt again the better off he’d feel about getting into the whoring business.  Watching her pop the button on her shorts and quickly drop them to the floor made him appreciate how easy this new source of income would be.  Her body was amazing and if she loved to fuck as much as she claimed, it’d be easy money. 

“So what happened to your body, this isn’t what I remembered from yesterday.  Even your pussy looks different,” he remarked as he watched her climb up onto the bed next to him.  Her cunt looked swollen and ripe, just like her tits.  Her nipple rings wouldn’t even lay flat!  They were sticking out like a pair of nose rings on a steer.

“This guy Eddy I know, I let him do some stuff to me tonight.  It wasn’t what I was expecting and this is the result,” she said as she gestured to her tits.

“So what did he do?” Julio asked suddenly interested in what this Eddy guy did to her body.

“You really want to know?” she asked reaching for the button on his jeans.  She’d much rather get down to business than talk about Eddy and how wrong their night had gone.

“Hell yeah I do baby.  How’d your tits get that way?” he said putting his hand on hers.  They had lots of time for fun, he was actually interested in what she let this guy do to her.

“Well…,” she said and then paused, “he kinda tied me down and then put…, uhmmm, needles in my boobs and then injected what he called saline into them,” she said looking down at his hands on hers.  Getting down to business would be a much more enjoyable thing to do rather than relive the eight needles Eddy shoved into her tits, even as fine as they were, it did hurt somewhat.

“No shit!  Seriously?” he asked with his mouth hanging open and his gold caps shining in the dim motel room light.

“Yeah,” she replied sheepishly.  “I didn’t know that’s what he was going to do until he’d already started and I couldn’t really stop him.  I mean he had me tied up and had this thing in my mouth.  Plus and I hate to admit it,” she said feeling the booze talking and not feeling inhibited to tell this almost-stranger what she felt about Eddy, “I…, I trusted him…, not to…, you know…, hurt me.”

“Wow, you really do like needles then,” he said with a grin.

“No, actually I hate needles, they scare the shit out of me,” she said wondering when he was going to let her undo his pants and get his hard cock out.  She could feel it under her palm and knew he was excited, probably almost as much as she was.

“That’s not what you said Monday when we were in my room.  You were practically begging me for more of my shit after I gave you that the first hit.”

“Shut up, I never did!”

“Like fuck you didn’t!  It turned you into this little sex freak.  You kept begging for more, more, more, so I had some of my boys come by and you went crazy on them.  You were on them like some kind of crazy woman begging for them to fuck you, in between asking me for another hit.”

“Seriously?  No you gotta be putting me on,” she said incredulously.

“Honestly.  Why do you think you ended up back at my crib pulling a train?  That’s what you said you wanted.  You were babbling something about being the Queen or some shit like that.  Said you needed cock to live or something like that.  You were calling out for the next guy in line after you were done with the one you had.  I couldn’t even guess how many guys you went through.  It was pretty crazy.  Then the fat man and his goons showed up.”

“No shit, that’s what happened?”

“Hell yeah, I couldn’t make shit like that up,” he said gauging her reaction.

Olivia thought about it and felt her sex drive go through the roof.  Even in a drug induced stupor she knew what sex meant to her.  She was truly a slut of biblical proportions.  “Julio, if you don’t take your hand off mine and let me at that cock of yours, I think I’m going to fucking explode,” she said in the most deadly serious voice she had.

“Whoah, ok, go to it girl,” he said laughing.  This girl was the truth, she would fuck anybody for an amount of money and with the fat man out of the picture, she would be perfect for what he had in mind.

Olivia went on sexual auto-pilot after that.  She pulled out his already mostly hard cock and sucked it deep into her mouth.  It had been a few days since she’d last done that, but it was a well practiced skill and one she enjoyed doing.  She savored every inch as she stroked the base with her fist and toyed with the fat head with her tongue.  She loved everything about sucking his cock, and not just Julio’s cock, every cock she’d ever sucked on.  The salty taste and the musky smell excited her senses, even the faint but salty and tangy taste of urine on the tip of his cock excited her.  It was the very thing she was a slave to and she worshiped it like it was her god, bathing it in her saliva and stroking her lips around the rigid tool, feeling every vein, every nuance that made this one just as special as every other one she’d worshiped.  If this was her drug, then she was addicted as a person could be.  Licking her tongue around the underside of the head, she smiled as she heard him groan his appreciation.  Plunging her mouth down on the hard tool drew another groan from him and Olivia felt right again.

Knowing how good she was at giving head, she knew she was going to push him too far too fast and would miss out on what she’d been craving all night long.  Letting his cock slip from her experienced mouth, Olivia sat up and moved off her straddling position over Julio’s legs.  Grabbing onto his jeans, she pulled them down his legs and threw them unceremoniously onto the floor.

Crawling back up, she felt like a leopard stalking her prey.  He was looking at her lustfully and waiting for her next move.  Olivia had no intention of doing anything other than climbing onto his steely cock.  Her swollen pussy be damned, she was going to take this thing inside her hot cunt even if it hurt like a mother fucker.

With her saliva covering his cock and her pussy oozing cunt cream like a tap, she straddled his legs and pushed the fat head up against her slit and sat down hard, impaling her swollen cunt on his cock.  “Ahhhhh fuck that feels huge,” she bellowed as she felt the hot spike slice into her pussy in one slick movement.  She took it deep and loved it.  It hurt like hell but ignored the pain as she felt the heat from his hard member radiate out from inside her body.  “Fuck yeah, I needed this so bad.  Oh fuck this feels good,” she said as she pressed her body down until she knew he was buried deep inside her body, her bare cunt pressed tightly up against his hairy crotch.

His hands immediately went to her swollen breasts and she felt him squeeze.  Pain shot out from her rigid boobs and went straight up and down her spine making her wince.  It was painful, but a good pain as she felt her pussy tingle and her body shudder.  His thick fingers each grabbed and pinched her puffy nipples eliciting another searing burst of pain.  “Oh God that hurts like hell,” she uttered as she felt the urge to grind her cunt down even harder, her thrust was returned as Julio pushed his pelvis up to meet hers.

“Fuck yeah,” she as she felt the head of his cock press painfully up against her cervix.  He was as deep inside as was going to go and Olivia loved every inch of it.  No wonder she begged for more the last time she was with him, she was insatiable when it came to sex.  Why did I ever think Carl was pushing me too hard?  This is what life is all about for me,  God I love this!  Olivia’s thoughts of sex and her attention to the stuffed feeling she was enjoying were broken as Julio let go of her tits and grabbed her by the hips and motioned for her to start riding him.

Lifting her hips up, she could feel his cock slowly start to slide out of her body.  Waiting until she could feel the tip of his cock at the entrance of her cunt, she pushed her hips back down forcibly and impaled her pussy on his cock once again.  Repeating the same move, she pumped her plump pussy up and down on his shaft feeling the exquisite feel of his cock on her overly sensitive tissues.  Moaning softy, Olivia kept up the movement while she lost herself with the magic of the moment.  Yes, this was exactly what she’d needed all fucking day long.  Eddy had failed miserably in giving her exactly what she’d told him she needed, a good fucking to clear her mind.  Julio was just what she needed, and if he was able to come through for her and pick up where Carl had left off, then she was back in business and the Queen could be satisfied. 

Olivia’s senses were in the overload as she bashed her clit down on his pubic bone and ground her pelvis into his.  “Fuck yeah, I’m gonna cum,” she moaned as she felt it coming.  Julio who had been just a satisfied passenger on the carnival ride Olivia called a good fuck, unfolded his arms from behind his head and reached for her mega-sensitive tits.  Grabbing her by the nipples, he squeezed and that’s when she let out a loud screech and let loose.  A low catlike groan escaped her lips as her mouth opened up wide as if she was going to scream out.  Her body convulsed like it normally did when she was having one of her patented earth-shattering orgasms.

Julio’s grip on her tits intensified, prolonging her orgasm as she felt his hips buck up to meet hers.  With her eyes closed and her cunt full of his throbbing cock, Olivia smiled knowing she was getting her reward for her efforts, a big dose of man cream.

Flopping her body down onto his naked chest, Olivia’s breath came in ragged pulls as she slowly gyrated her hips around, feeling his hard cock still pressed tightly inside her torrid furnace.  She loved the moments after a mutual orgasm when the synapses were still firing and the pleasure was still radiating out.  Olivia pressed her clit down against his pelvic bone and felt the full force of her afterglow flow through her satisfied body.  “Wow, that was amazing,” she whispered while running her fingers over one of his many tattoos that covered his upper torso. 

“That was fucking amazing baby,” he replied.  “You really do love sex don’t you?”

“Like nothing else on this planet.”

“You wanna get started right now?” he asked while his cock started to soften within her tight vise.  Her tits felt like baseballs crushed up against his chest and her soft blonde hair smelled like strawberries as the top of her head rested just inches from his face.  She was tight, lean, and definitely the horniest girl he’d ever met.

“Started what right now?”

“Our new business relationship.  You wanna put that body to work right now?”

“Uhh, sure, what did you have in mind, or is this still part of the tryout?” she asked lifting her head up from his chest and looking into his brown eyes.

“I know a guy who runs a cantina that can always use the services of a girl like you.  How much time do you still got before you gotta get home to your momma?”

Looking at the digital clock on the table next to the bed, she replied, “About two hours.  Is that enough time?”

“Sure, get dressed and wipe that pussy and lets go!” he said rolling her off his sweaty body.  “Shit girl, you bleedin’ all over me,” he said looking down at his crimson cock.

“Sorry, let me clean that up for you,” Olivia replied apologetically and leapt up from the bed and headed for the bathroom.

“Ain’t nothing.  Where we’re going, the guys ain’t gonna care about that,” he said standing up from the bed and standing there with his bloody cock hanging down, still partially erect.

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Cleaning the two of them up, Olivia dressed quickly in the white skirt she’d had on earlier with a simple pair of bikini briefs underneath.  She went with the pad option over a tampon because of how badly it dried her pussy out earlier.  If Julio had a typical “Carl” evening in store for her, she was going to need all the pussy juice she could squeeze out.  Finishing off her outfit was a low cut top that showed off her cleavage.  Without a bra of course…, because she didn’t have one that she could stuff her inflated tits into anyway, she looked like she was looking for a good time, and Julio couldn’t be more pleased with how the guys at the cantina were going to receive her.

The ride over in Julio’s car was exciting for the young girl, she was going to get a whole bunch of sex, and they were all going to be new guys for her to add to her large list of fuck partners.  She could feel the excitement growing inside, new places, new guys, possibly a whole new place to work from.  Olivia watched the scenery change from her neighborhood with its middle class homes and respectable businesses to something a little more run down.  It was only a fifteen minute drive, but already she was seeing signs for pawn shops, tobacco outlets, a gun store!  Definitely not what she was used to, and nobody knew where she was.

Julio pulled into the parking lot of a small strip mall-type looking place.  The windows looked boarded up, or blacked out, one or the other, but it didn’t look like anything that was currently “open”.  “What is this place Julio?” she asked wondering what he was getting her into.

“You’ll see.  I know the owner, he keeps everything low-key so the cops don’t come sniffing around.  Indeed, the parking lot looked empty as he cruised past the row of black windows, not a light was visible anywhere.  Pulling around back, there were four men standing by a back door and they looked like they meant business.  Driving slowly past them, Olivia watched Julio nod and them and they in turn nodded back.  Whew, at least they seem to know him she thought as they pulled up to a wooden fence.  Immediately the fence opened up and Julio pulled his car through.  Olivia was surprised to see an enclosed yard with row upon row of parked cars.  The place was busy, and form the street, you’d never know it!

Julio parked the car and motioned for her to follow.  Olivia climbed out and felt the cool night air immediately chill her skin.  Maybe it was nervous anticipation that caused it, but immediately her nipples began to contract and poke out through the top she was wearing.  Not only was her cleavage busting out of the low cut shirt, but now her “headlights” were on full beam.    

“Welcome to my favorite after-hours cantina,” Julio said as he walked the two of them back to the fence and walked through a small doorway.  “I know the owner, he’s a friend of mine, he does favors for me, and I do favors for him.  I think I’m doing him a huge favor by bringing you here.  He’ll make it worth both our whiles, so don’t fuck this up.  Give it everything you got and we’ll both be making out like bandits,” he said as they headed towards the rear door and the four thugs that appeared to be guarding it.

“Don’t worry, I’m pretty good at giving it my all,” Olivia replied.

“Good girl, go along with whatever he asks, not matter how crazy it sounds, ok?”

“Sure, as long as I’m home before eleven I’m pretty much game for anything,” she answered as they reached the door.

Julio spoke in rapid Spanish to the guys and after a brief exchange, the guys opened the door and let the two pass.  Inside Olivia noticed it was brightly lit and there was Mexican music playing.  Through a small hallway they stepped into what must be the main room of the cantina, there were pool tables, a few bars and most interesting, the tables were all filled with guys drinking.  The only girls in the room were all sitting in a row of chairs along the one wall, no ladies were sitting at any of the tables with the guys.

Julio led her through the crowd of men who whistled and grabbed at her ass as she walked on by.  Nobody seemed to find this out of the ordinary in the least.  Olivia smiled at the guys as she followed the only person in the place she knew, and her track record with him wasn’t exactly stellar.  Being drugged until she passed out and then gang fucked for hours made her suddenly very wary and wonder why she agreed to let him take her anywhere all of a sudden.

Julio stopped in front of a the largest Mexican she’d ever seen and started speaking to him.  Her virtually non-existent knowledge of Spanish left her lost as the larger man looked her up and down.  Olivia was used to be ogled and as their conversation progressed, she felt more and more like she was being sold by the pound.

“Olivia, this is Hector, go with him and prove you’re worth all the hype I told him about you.  If he likes you, you’re in,” he said shoving her in the direction the big Mexican was going.

“Great, I have a reputation to live up to,” she muttered as she followed the big man behind the bar and through a closed doorway, “And I don’t even know what that is!”

It turned out Hector was just interested in a free fuck Olivia discovered as she lay there under the big man’s bulk.  She was lying on a grimy couch in what served as his office while he was pumping his short but fat cock into her pussy.  Her shirt was on the floor and her underwear hanging off her left ankle while he sweated all over her naked chest.  He grunted and humped away as Olivia looked up at the water stained ceiling.  She was moaning into his ear and generally enjoying the moment, although in all honesty at least Julio was kinda sexy and she enjoyed being with him.  This guy was just using her for her tight wet hole and not even paying any attention to her.  That was okay too.

After less than five minutes Olivia could feel his throbbing cock depositing his seed deep within her cunt.  One more to add to the hundreds, maybe even thousands of cum shots she’d taken inside her body over the last month.  It was at times like this that the concept of using condoms barely even registered in her brain.  Taking her lovers cum shot into her body was just what she expected guys to do, and once she resumed taking her birth control again, she’d feel just as at home doing it again and again.

Patting the big man’s bare butt, Olivia thanked him for fucking her and waited for him to pull his fat body off of hers.

The big beast finally, after thirty of forty painful seconds of him crushing her tits into his own flabby breasts, climbed off and pulled his short wilted cock out of her pussy.  “You ok,” he said in broken English, and then muttered something else which Olivia couldn’t understand.  Olivia sat up and felt his semen start to slither out of her crack and puddle down between her ass cheeks as she sat on the dirty couch.

The big man stood and pulled up his jeans and stood there staring while she picked her shirt up off the floor and pulled it over her head.  She did the same with her underwear, pad still attached, pulled them up as well.  Donning her skirt she followed the big man back out into the bar and followed him over to where Julio was standing, enjoying a beer. 

Olivia stood there fidgeting while the last of Hector’s cum dripped into her pad, while the two men talking quickly between themselves.  They were both nodding their heads and seemed to be quite pleased with themselves over whatever fate of hers was being decided upon.  Hector have Julio a clap on the back as he gave Olivia one last lingering stare and headed over to the makeshift DJ booth.

“Ok babe, great news, Hector likes you.  He wants to enlist your services here and would like you to go through the new girl initiation.  You ready for that?” Julio asked with his “I’m up to no good” grin.

“What does that entail?” Olivia asked, and suspecting she’d be getting every bit of cock and more, that she hoped to get today.

“Today you’re giving it out for free so everyone can get a sample of that sweet pussy of yours.  Come on this way,” he said and grabbed her by the arm.

“What?  Everybody?  As in everyone here!” she asked in shock.  It wouldn’t be her first time taking on a huge horde of guys, but this was a whole bar full! 

“I don’t think that’s what Hector meant, but I would think you’ll be pretty busy between now and when it’s time for you to get going home, now follow me,” he said and walked up to another hallway.  Olivia followed him into the hallway and immediately the sound of music died away only to be replaced by another familiar sound, the sound of sex.  There were doorways on either side of the hall and the wood paneled walls seemed to offer nothing in terms of sound deadening qualities.  Olivia could hear the grunts and smell the sex in the air, among the smells of urine and stale beer.  At the end of the hall, Hector stood in an open doorway and waved his arms at her to hurry up.  Olivia brushed past the big man and turned around waiting for instructions.

Hector spoke in Spanish to her and then turned and left.  Julio poked his head in and translated.  “Take you clothes off beautiful and get ready for your first guy.  Do you have condoms or lube or anything like that?”

“In my back pack I have some, but I left that in the car, and I certainly don’t have enough for everyone,” Olivia replied just standing there in the dimly lit room.  She’d only cast a quick glance around before Hector had spoken to her before he left. 

“Well get naked and get comfortable, I think we’re going to see just how “ready” you think you are.  Let me see about getting you condoms and lube, ok?” Julio remarked as he turned and headed back down the hallway.

“Sure,” she replied to the open doorway as she whipped her top off over her head and threw it on the small wooden chair in the corner.  The room was gross, one bare double mattress on the floor with more stains on it that she cared to think about, and a crusty looking towel where a pillow would normally be.  A single light bulb hung from bare wires through the ceiling, if you wanted to call it that, and the whole place had a stale beer and urine smell to it.  It was a far cry from her motel room at the Red Roof, and that was saying something.

Olivia removed the rest of the her clothing and stood there waiting.  She was in no hurry to let her bare skin touch that nasty looking mattress.  If I ever come back here again, I’ll remember to bring a set of sheets with me!  Olivia heard a voice over the bar’s speaker system speaking in loud Spanish.  It was a rapid fire staccato that made no sense to her whatsoever, and whatever it was that was being said, it ended in a huge uproar from the male patrons.

It was only a few minutes later that her first suitor arrived.  “Hi I’m Olivia,” she said as the guy  walked in and started removing his pants.  He motioned for her to lay down on the vile mattress and so she did, feeling the mattress on her skin and imagining the worst.  Every drop of filth humanity had to offer had probably been spilled onto this well used mattress, and the evening was just getting started.

Olivia waited while the dark skinned Hispanic man removed his pants and underwear.  His cock was stubby and brown, just like the rest of him.  He’d obviously been with a hooker before and shyness wasn’t something he exhibited as she stepped up onto the mattress and walked over Olivia’s prone form and dropped to his knees over her chest with is cock right in front of her face.  He uttered something she didn’t understand, but words didn’t matter, when there’s a cock in your face, you’re expected to suck it.

Lifting her chin up she sucked the flaccid cock into mouth while she heard commotion out in the hallway.  There were definitely guys out there and whistles and catcalls started erupting from outside the room.  Something was going on out there and it wasn’t just guys getting excited to line up and bang the new girl…, or maybe it was?  Olivia felt the cock in her mouth twitching and growing under her expert ministrations.  He was helping her efforts by pushing his cock forward into her mouth in a rhythmic motion.  Outside in the hall, guys were calling out in Spanish something Olivia could only assume was akin to hurry up in English.  The guy had only been in the room less than a minute and the natives were already getting restless.

Assuming the guy was getting nervous about the guys calling him out, Olivia felt him quickly pull his half hard cock out of her mouth and slide down her prone body and cover hers with his.  His hand reached down between her legs and grabbed onto his cock.  She could feel him fumbling around trying to find her hole, and thanks to Eddy’s still fattened pussy folds, made it difficult for him to get in, in his semi-erect condition.

Reaching down, Olivia guided his unsheathed cock to her entrance and helped him work it inside.  Even without Eddy’s “help” her twelve year old pussy was still delightfully tight, even with all the cocks she’d seen in her short time fucking.  It certainly seemed to help this guy finish getting hard as he was pounding away like a jack hammer in no time, his fully erect cock slicing into her womanhood with blazing speed.  And then just as quickly, it was over.  With one last thrust Olivia felt him push deeply and then the rhythmic spams ensued.  He grunted in her ear as he pushed each volley deep into her pussy.

Olivia just laid there as the guy dismounted and grabbed for his clothing.  Faces were peering around the corner and before her first guy was even dressed, the next guy was climbing up onto the mattress, his pants nowhere in sight.  He came in naked from the waist down with his cock already hard and a condom covering his pole.  Without even a “hello” he climbed in between her outstretched legs and pushed his hardened cock inside her dripping cunt. 

The race was on after that.  Olivia couldn’t believe the succession that followed.  Guy after guy would come in an lie between her legs and fuck her as hard and fast as they could, and seemed to come as fast as they could.  It felt like she was with each guy for barely a minute or two before they were ejaculating.  Cum was ending up everywhere…, well except for the select few who chose to wear condoms.  Guys were cumming in her body, or on her body; some electing to shoot their cum on her belly and some shooting it into the air with their seed raining down on her tits, and even the odd shot reaching her still pretty face.   All the guys came in with their cocks steely hard and ready to go, the ones without condoms were glistening with lube, prepared for immediate action. 

She’d lost count a long time ago, somewhere after guy number eighteen they all started looking alike, and feeling alike too.  The rapid fire pace of their collective fucking had left her pussy numb from the pounding.  At some point a woman came in and made use of the crusty towel she’d unknowingly been using as a pillow, and used it to wipe the cum from her body in between guys.  She more or less just rubbed the creamy goo into her skin evenly as the towel lacked the ability to really clean her up very well.  Oh well, at least it gave the guys the illusion she’d been cleaned up.  She’d have time to worry later about what encrusted contents the towel might have included while she was using it as a pillow some other time.

The woman gave her one last wipe and made room for the next guy.  Olivia looked up at him with his glistening hard cock jutting out and spread her legs open once more.  The saline that Eddy had injected into her pussy had seemingly been squashed out, although where it went she didn’t know, but looking down, her pussy only looked slightly swollen, and that could certainly be from the abuse her body had taken since the NASCAR-speed fuck-fest had started.  Her boobs still looked swollen and stood proud on her chest as the guy climbed up onto the mattress in front of her.  It was just one more cock in the long line of cocks she’d seen already and would continue to see for as much time as she had left.  However long that’s going to be she thought as the guy twirled his finger at her to flip over.  No wonder, I’m coated in drying cum, why would he want to lay on top of me and get that all over his body too?

Olivia rolled her tired body onto her side and then climbed up onto her knees.  With her knees spread wide enough apart to give him easy access, she arched her back down to point her pussy right where she expected his meat missile to be coming from.  Her arms were shaking as she felt the soft but firm fleshy appendage push up against her labia.  With one push he send his lube-covered cock right in, sinking all the way to the hilt.  “Ooof,” she grunted as she felt the head bash up against her cervix.  Doggy style always gave guys the ability to bottom out so much more easily than just about any other position.  His hands grabbed onto her hips and started the pounding process like all the guys before him.  It was a faceless cock that was using her body for nothing but the reward that it was.  Free sex was free sex, and as the Queen settled into the next humping she was to endure, she focused on the raunchiness of it.  Her pussy was getting quite numb from the blistering pace the guys were fucking her with, and her mind needed to make up for the lack of stimulation down below. 

Drinking in the sight and smell of the nasty room, Olivia let her mind dwell on the degrading situation she was in and felt a stirring in her body.  This wasn’t from any friction she was feeling from the cock in her body, or from his hairy nut sack as it slapped away on her clit.  No, this was all internal, this was the Queen loving her role as the provider of pleasure to men everywhere.  Her eyes focused on the small pile of used condoms laying on the dirty floor next to the mattress.  Each one represented another notch to add to her fuck log.  “I’m such a slut,” she murmured as her pretty lips curled into a smile.

Olivia had long ago done away with any rational thoughts that a girl her age would have had concerning her present behavior.  She forced them out and turned her way of thinking to the point that she no longer questioned what she was doing in a place like this.  It was like downloading pirated music for her iPod.  After stealing the first few hundred songs, you start to feel like you aren’t doing anything wrong, like you’re entitled to them.  Before long, you feel like it’s your right to take them.  You don’t feel bad about it anymore.  You feel like you’re supposed to do it.  That’s how it was with sex for the Queen, it wasn’t wrong for a twelve year old to have sex with men, not wrong at all.  She was made for this, made for pleasuring men, made for being the receptacle of their seed, potent or not.  She was the Queen of all Sluts and she was damn proud to defend her title in this cesspool of whores.  She was their superior and would happily fuck every single guy they could throw her way to prove it.  In fact that’s what she was going to do at the first chance she could get, prove to these professional whores that she was their superior in every way.  She’d have Julio arrange another “free” day and start as early as she could and have as many men as they could fuck her brains out.  If she could fuck over a hundred guys in one sitting (or laying!) then she would.  Hell why stop at a hundred!  Why should the Queen be satisfied with that? 

Numbers started going through her mind and made her feel dizzy.  There seemed to be no end to how many guys she could bed down with at this place.  Maybe this was a better situation than what she had with Carl?  It wasn’t pretty and it smelled bad, but wasn’t that what a slut deserved?  She was a cum receptacle and she didn’t deserve wine and roses, she deserved low down and dirty, and this was exactly what she was getting.  Dropping her one shoulder down onto the mattress, Olivia reached under and dug her fingers into her slit.  She could feel the cock pounding her insides through her fingertips.  Pressing into her clit she started rubbing the sensitive nub and let her mind go back to relishing the raunchiness of the moment.  She was the Queen and she was getting her brains fucked out.

It was one cum after another as she stayed in that position rubbing her clit raw.  The stream of guys kept up with many of them spraying their cum on her ass and down her back.  She could feel the cooled gel drying into a flaky crust.  The woman who had rubbed the crusty cum-dried towel over her belly had stopped coming in as the guys seemed to prefer cumming on her ass and down her back as opposed to filling her sloppy pussy with anymore cum.  The Queen was sad about that, but at least she was wearing their cum like a royal robe draping down her back.  She was a disgusting mess and she knew it.  With a sigh she felt her latest guy pull his cock form her numb pussy and jettison his load, she felt it land on the back of her head like so many had already done before that.  Her hair was soaked as well as just about every inch of her back.  It was completely awesome she thought as she waited for the next cock to enter her body.

“Hey kid, what time do you gotta get home?”

Olivia recognized the voice and knew it was Julio’s.  Turning her head and slightly disappointed it wasn’t another ready cock, Olivia smiled at Julio and said, “I have to be home before eleven.  Why?  What time is it?”

Looking at his watch he answered, “Almost eleven.  I guess we should get goin’ then.”

“Fuck, it’s what time?” she shouted as she rolled over and did her best to climb up off the bed.  Her body was beat up.  “Tell me you’re joking!” she barked into Julio’s face as he shook his head no.  “Fuck if I’m not home when she gets home, I’m fucking dead meat.  I’ll be grounded for the rest of my life!”  Grabbing her clothes, she shook them on over her cum coated body and grabbed for her wedge sandals.  With her backpack slung over her shoulder and no more than thirty seconds expired since Julio walked into the room, Olivia was pushing him out the door. 

What she saw in the hallway was something amazing.  All the woman she’d seen lined up along the wall in the bar, were sitting on chairs in the hallway stroking a lineup of guys cocks  They were getting them ready for her and somewhere deep down inside, she felt a shudder go through her body.  These were guys being made ready for her, they were her guys, and she wouldn’t be able to satisfy them tonight.  Olivia felt an urge like she’s never felt before, she wanted to rip her clothes off and run back to the room and make these guys happy.  She paused from hustling Julio down the hallway to contemplate doing just that, running back to take the lineup of cocks she saw standing before her.  “No, we gotta go,” she said resuming her anxiousness and getting Julio moving.

The trip out back to the coral of cars was a blur as she pulled her phone free from her bag and looked at the time.  It was really was five to eleven, and her mother would be home shortly after eleven.  She’d never pushed it this close ever before.  If her mother beat her home, she be fucked. 

Giving directions to Julio so he could get her home, Olivia fidgeted from the passenger seat.  How he agreed to let her into his car being as cum-covered as she was, was a mystery.  Her clothing was glued to her tired body and as she sat there looking at her attire, Olivia reached back and ran her fingers, or more correctly, tried to run her fingers through her hair.  The clumps of cum had dried into a glue-like consistency and her beautiful long blonde hair was a total disaster.  If her mother got one look at her, she’d know something was seriously wrong with her daughter.  There was no excuse she could use to explain her present condition.

“Hurry Julio, I have to beat my mom home or else I’m totally dead meat,” she said frantically.  Her neighborhood was only a few short blocks away when the worst thing possible happened.  “Julio, turn here,” she screamed.

“What?  You said to go down this here road and turn two lights from now.”

“That’s my mom’s car up ahead, you can’t pass her!  She’ll see me!  Take the back way, turn here!” she said pointing to a rapidly approaching intersection.  “Turn here,” she commanded as she directed Julio to the only place she thought she might be able to go that could get her home before her mother, and without her seeing her daughter getting out of a strange car looking like a wrung-out dishrag.  “Stop here, let me out here.  I’ll run from here,” she said as Julio brought the car to a halt.  They were at the far entrance to the park behind her house.  “I’ll stop by the motel tomorrow if you’re going to be around,” she muttered quickly as she threw open the door and hustled out.

“You bet your ass, you owe me five hundred bucks for tonight,” he said leaning over across the seat and making sure his new whore heard him.

“What?  What are you talking about?  Wait, I gotta go, we can talk about it tomorrow,” she replied before slamming the door and running around the back of the car and disappearing into the darkness of the park.  I owe him money for tonight?  What the hell is he talking about?  Trying to figure that odd outburst from Julio was almost as challenging as running in four inch high wedges.  Ripping them off and running barefoot, Olivia made it to the fence behind her house in nothing short of record time.  She was a dancer, not a sprinter, but with as much ground she covered in such a short time, Olivia wondered if she shouldn’t consider trying out for the school track team, if the track team had an event that included fucking the whole team!  No, no jokes.  Get over the fence. Get in the house.  Focus Olivia.

The six foot fence that she’d climbed only one other time looked like it was ten feet tall as Olivia pitched her back pack over the top.  Leaping up and grabbing the top rail, she appreciated just how tired her poor body was as her muscles screamed out at her.  She could see light through the cracks in the boards, her mom’s car was pulling in the driveway.  Fuck, get over the fence Olivia!  With all her strength, she heaving her weary body up and got a leg over the top.  Panic and adrenalin fueled her last ditch effort to clear the fence.  Dropping down on the other side Olivia saw her mother’s headlights flick off.  She was in the driveway and she’d be in the house in a matter of seconds.  She was fucked.  Racing to the back door, Olivia was temporarily blinded as the motion activated patio lights flipped on.  She cursed under her breath when she tried the back door and found it locked.  “Of course it’s locked,” she uttered.  There was only one other option.

Striding quickly over to her bedroom window, Olivia huffed out a huge sigh of relief as her window slid open.  Thankfully their house was a bungalow and not something with second story bedrooms otherwise she’d be dead.

Throwing her back pack through the open window first, Olivia followed it and jumped onto the sill.  Climbing through her bedroom window, Olivia realized she could hear her mom’s car still running.  Thank God!  She had time, her mom hadn’t got out of the car yet.  A million thoughts went through her head in a millisecond.  What if her mom came in to kiss her good night and found her daughter pretending to be asleep and smelling like stale sweat and cum, or more or less like a toilet?  And how would she explain how the backyard light was suddenly on?  That could be a cat or something.  What if she wanted to talk or what if she turns on the light to check on me?  I’m a wreck, I can’t let her see me like this.

It was  rash decision but one that made sense.  Rushing over to her dresser, she grabbed a bikini and quickly stripped her clothes off.  Bounding on one foot while she pulled the bottoms up first one leg then the other, Olivia flew down the hall as she shimmied the clingy material up over her naked loins, her boobs bouncing away as she ran.  If her mother walked in the door right now, she’d have a ton of explaining to do.

Throwing open the back door and rushing outside, Olivia pulled the bikini top over her head and tried to reign in her bouncing boobs as she ran towards the edge of the pool before diving in.   Her boobs were still unbound as she sliced through the welcoming water, going deep towards the bottom of the pool. 

From his kitchen window, Reed Johnson just about had a heart attack.  He was just cracking a beer when his neighbor’s patio lights flipped on, catching his attention.  It was his gorgeous jail-bait of a neighbor dashing through the backyard wearing a short skirt and looking like she’d been ridden hard and put away wet.  Now this is intriguing.  Coinciding with Lauren getting home no less.  Reed watched her first try the door and then climb through her window.  Very nice he thought as he watched her skirt slide up as she made it through the window.  He didn’t have the best angle, but it certainly appeared she had no more than a thong on underneath the skirt.  Could she not be wearing any?  Nah, get it out of your head.  Hmmm, maybe…

Reed started rubbing his hand along the front of his jeans, his cock getting hard just thinking about the possibilities.  He’d all but given up the thought he might see something else happen when in a flash there she was running out the back door and…, holy fuck!  She’s topless!  “Jesus-H-Christ!” he blurted out as he watched her athletic body arc before hitting the water.  “I don’t fucking believe it,” he said as he rapidly fumbled to get his jeans open and pull his cock out as he waited for his neighbor resurface, and hopefully give him a better look at the flesh bags he only briefly saw.  “Shit those looked pretty big,” he murmured to himself.  Shit, there may be more going on here than it seems he thought as his fantasies started revving into high gear.

Meanwhile, six feet under water, Olviia was shaking her head frantically, trying to get the clumps of dried cum out of her hair before her mom figured out where she was.  With the back door wide open, it would only be a matter of minutes before her mom found her.  Bursting back to the surface, Olivia stood up and finished pulling her bikini top down over her boobs and then realized just how swollen her boobs were still as the top barely covered her up.  Fuck, good thinking Liv, you grab a top that’s made for b-cup boobs.  Idiot.  Pulling the ties back around, she managed to get the string tied up and then sunk back down under water to work on getting the remaining filth out of her hair and off her body. 

Running her fingers through her hair, she realized she’d made another mistake, her hair wasn’t loosening up, it was still all glued together.  The water alone wasn’t doing much to break up and dissolve the gelled up cum.  It was still all clumpy and now just felt like massive snot balls all throughout her hair.  Fuck, isn’t anything going to work out for me tonight she thought as she looked towards the kitchen window and waited to see her mother’s face.  At least she could say she was just having a late night swim and wrap the towel around her head, that would keep her mom from noticing anything amiss with her hair.  Looking down she saw how huge her boobs were looking and new it couldn’t possibly be that easy to get out of.  Her boobs looked a whole cup size bigger than normal and she sighed again.  “Eddy, you really fucked me up tonight,” she said and sighed again.  Suddenly, she wanted to cry.   Such an eventful day that went wrong at every turn.

Standing up in the shallow end, Olivia ran her hands over her tummy, and just about every other square inch of her body that might have been sprayed with cum, and thankfully found the water had seemed to have taken care of the mess.  It was just her hair she needed to worry about.  I can get through this she said inside her head and with that she leaned back and sunk her body into the warm water, pushing backwards, Olivia did a slow backwards swim and let her eyes go up to gaze at the stars.  Something caught her eye though as her eyes travelled upward, looking back over, she swore she saw a silhouette in the Johnson’s kitchen window.  Sure enough for a split second she saw someone staring in her direction.

Great, I have a witness, this night just keeps getting better and better she thought as she went over in her head what somebody might have seen.  If it was Steven watching her, she didn’t have any explaining to do, he knew she was going out and having fun.  If it was Reed…, well that could be a problem.  Ah, all he saw were my boobs for a split second she thought.  No big deal with that, unless he tries to make it a big deal.  Oooh, this might be the chance I need to add Mr Johnson to my fuck list!

Her fantasy about mounting what she hoped was a giant cock (at least it was in her dream) was interrupted by her mom’s voice.

“Hi honey, going for a late night dip?”

“Oh, hi mom, glad to see you home.  Yeah, I thought I would jump in, the water feels great by the way.  You should join me,” she offered as she slowly rolled over from her gentle backstroke and did a lazy breast stroke back towards the shallow end.  Hopefully her hair didn’t look as glued together as it felt.  Keeping just her head above water, Olivia waited for her mom to reply.

“I think I’m just going to change and sit down for a minute inside.  I’ve been on my feet all day and as enticing as a nice dip sounds, I don’t have the energy for it.  You enjoy yourself and don’t stay out here long, I want to go to bed soon and I don’t want you out here all by yourself,” Lauren said as she turned around to go inside.

“Oh mom, wait!  Can you bring me a towel, I forgot to get one before I jumped in.  Oh and shampoo too!  If you don’t mind.  I was exercising earlier and my hair is all sweaty and stuff.”

“Sure hon, be right back,” Lauren said as she disappeared inside the house.  A minute later her mother walked back out and dropped a towel on the deck chair and then tossed the half-empty bottle in her daughters direction. 

Olivia instinctively stood up and caught the bottle before realizing her boobs would be visible spilling over the top of the small bikini top, before dropping back down to her knees in the shallow end.  Olivia caught her mother’s eye for a split second and knew she’d seen the swell of her breasts.  Shit, she knows.  But Lauren just turned around and headed back inside.

Poor kid, she really is going to be big like me in the chest.  A new bikini is definitely on the list, I can’t have any boys see her wearing that top, she’ll be so embarrassed, Lauren thought as she went back inside.  So much going on her young life, first her period comes and now her boobs seems to be growing like crazy.  Oh how I wish she could just stay a little girl for a little bit longer.  Lauren wandered back to her room to get ready for bed with a lot on her mind.  Her baby was growing up too fast, soon she’s going to be interested in boys!  “Heaven forbid,” she sighed.

Outside, Olivia stood up and worked the shampoo into her hair and looked using her peripheral vision to see if anyone over at the Johnson house was still watching her.  Not wanting to make it obvious, she was pretty sure she could make out somebody in the window.  Turning that direction she put on a little show with her arms above her head as she worked her golden locks into a frothy concoction.  She pushed her chest out to give maximum cleavage, and with how her boobs were practically falling out already, knew she was giving somebody a heck of a view of her swollen glands.

Her hormonal urges were working again, and despite how sore her body felt at the moment, she couldn’t stop herself from wanting to rip off her top and show off her bursting boobs.  Releasing her shampoo coated hair, Olivia let her hands roam down the sides of her face and then down her neck.  She was pretending to wash herself with the shampoo lather and not doing a very good job of it either.  Dropping her hand further, she made sure she was facing directly at the Johnson’s kitchen window and whomever might be there still.  She avoided direct eye contact and while she couldn’t really make out the silhouette anymore, she was sure somebody was watching from somewhere.  And there was, from two windows.

Old man Spencer was looking down from his second floor window at the young girl next door.  He heard the splash and went to investigate.  Before he could really see what she was doing, young Olivia was standing there in the shallow end tying up her bathing suit top.  Was she really out there with her top undone?  He was seventy-two years of age and had been ogling the young dear for several years now.  If only I were a younger man he thought.  His cock barely twitched anymore, but seeing this young beauty down there flaunting her body like that, maybe, just maybe he could get one last erection up for her.

Reed Johnson was cranking his rock hard cock and thanking the stars that his son was out for the evening, otherwise explaining why he was standing there in his darkened kitchen with his pants around his ankles and masturbating to his twelve year old neighbor…, well thank would be hard to explain.  There she was sticking her chest out for his pleasure seemingly, and washing her hair.  “Holy fuck,” he exclaimed as her hands suddenly went down to her tits and started rubbing the shampoo lather over them.  Her hands didn’t linger long before they went down and caressed all over her tummy.  “Fuck, I’d love to spray my cum all over that girl,” he said aloud as he felt his balls start churning.  He didn’t even care where his cum was going to go, he was a bachelor and his only son was going to be gone for hours, he could shoot his cum all over the walls and he’d still have plenty of time to clean it up.

Olivia knew someone was watching, and deep down she knew it was Reed.  The Queen could be the ultimate tease if she wanted to be, although normally there was no purpose in being a tease when you were getting down with a dude in a motel room with cash on the table.  But now was the time to tease away.  Running her hands up and down her taught stomach, Olivia threw her head back and dipped backwards letting her golden hair fall into the water behind her.  She was feigning she was dunking her hair into the water to rinse out the shampoo, but what she was doing was pointing her boobs skyward and giving Reed a beautiful view of the mounds perched on her chest.  She assumed a guy would be into that with her breast tissue swelling out in all directions from the small triangles of material.  Slowly shaking her head from side to side, she slowly stood back up and ran her fingers through her hair once more.  It was a show, but at the same time she was glad to feel her hair clump free again as the golden strands flowed through her hands.

Well there wasn’t anything else to be accomplished out here she figured.  She could only flaunt herself for Reed for so long before it would be acutely obvious she was being a cock-tease.  She couldn’t play it up too much and risk her mom seeing, or Reed saying something to her mom.  Although if he was interested…, well he wouldn’t dare say a word, would he?

Olivia climbed up the ladder and spent maybe a little too long towel drying her body, and giving Reed plenty of additional time to check her out.  It was as she was rubbing her arms and legs that she really appreciated just how tired and sore her body was, those guys had really done a number on her.  She had red welts on her hips from gripping fingers and some of them might just turn into bruises.  Hopefully not, bruises didn’t look good on a whore, it turns guys off.

It was as Olivia was shaking her boobs while towel drying her hair, that Reed finally shot his load.  Her tits, even when covered up by her bikini top, looked quite large on her small frame, and he fantasized about them being in his face while she rode up and down on his nine inch cock as he sprayed his seed outwards.  It splattered all over his kitchen counter and his cabinets with surprising force, the rest of it ending up on the mat in front of his kitchen sink.  “Fuck, I’ll have to throw that in the wash tonight,” he muttered as he stroked the last of his orgasmic throbs out of the end of his tool.  Olivia seemed to be completely oblivious to his presence and only once did he think she might have actually seen him watching, although with the show she was putting up, he almost thought she might be doing it on purpose.  She can’t be that much of a tease could she?  Although as he watched her finish her drying and then noticed her checking out her body all over, he started to review what he’d witnessed tonight.

He’d caught her running through the backyard and then jumping through her window.  She’d obviously been out somewhere that her mom wasn’t aware of, or else she was just out later than she was supposed to be.  Then he’d seen her bare hip and the lack of any observable underwear, easily explained however if she was wearing string bikini underwear or maybe had a thong on.  But then there was the topless rush and jump into the pool just as her mom got home.  That didn’t make much sense.., until…, hmmmm he thought as the pieces floated around in her head.  The shampoo and the pool, there was the connection.  Why did she need to jump in the pool and then the shampoo.  A clean up?  A bath in the pool because why?  She didn’t want her mom seeing her inside?  I’m missing something, why wouldn’t she just have a shower inside?  Then it hit him…, the backyard light was on.  Her mom would know Olivia had been in the backyard.  She needed to clean up and justify at the same time why she was out in the backyard.  But why did she need a shower, or a clean up so badly that she needed to hide it from her mother?

Reed’s cock lurched in his hand once more as his perverted mind filled in the missing blanks.  She was out having sex and needed to get the sex washed off her body!  No, that’s ludicrous, she’s only twelve.  There could be a million reasons why she did what she did, it’s just your little head wanting that to be the explanation. 

Reed watched her go inside and close the door and turn off the light.  He’d have jack off material ingrained into his mind for nights to come, imagining that little treasure could be had and be his.  “Fuck you’re a pervert,” he whispered as he flicked on the light and surveyed the damage he did with his erupting cock.  Cum everywhere.  “Ahhh, but it was worth it.”

Olivia said good night to her mother and headed for bed.  She needed the rest and as she lay there with her body reminding her just how many aches and pains she’d incurred today, she thought back to Julio saying she owed him five hundred bucks.  Why the hell?  What do I owe him money for?  I gave away a ton of free sex and I owe him money?  This guy has a strange way of doing things she thought as she felt sleep overtaking her.  Her boobs were still big as hell and made sleeping on her side a little uncomfortable, but as tired as she was, sleep wouldn’t be an issue.

To be continued…