Laundro the weekend. I ran around finishing up my chores for the day and got my baby ready for bed. Dinner was set and I greeted my Husband with a big hug and kiss. I was feeling very guilty so I was extra nice for him that weekend. The sex was good as always but not bone jarring, breathtaking sex like I had experienced with Bill and Darrian. I got a call early Monday morning. It was Darrian. He told me, yes he told me to go shopping and buy a school-girl outfit. Then I was to put my hair up in pig-tails and come to the studio ready to pose on Tuesday morning. I didn't even consider saying No. My nipples stiffened to the point of pain under my tight shirt and I began getting wet just thinking about being tied up again. Shopping day came on Monday. I bought groceries and then did the Laundry. I sat there and played with my child as the cloths worked through the cycle. I thought to myself, I wonder what the biddies would think if they knew I had answered that ad. When the cloths were done, folded, and packed I took a trip to the mall. Baby got a new toy and I found a white dress shirt as well as a plaid mini skirt. I found a matching plaid tie and I bought a pair of knee high white socks and black leather baby Jane shoes that were hi heels. I was to embarrassed to try on most of the stuff so I took it home. After the baby went down for a nap, I put on my outfit complete with matching hair twisties and I was amazed. I looked just like a catholic schoolgirl. I am sure the Nuns would have sent me home for wearing such a short skirt but it looked hot even to me. I loosened the tie and left only the one button between my breasts done up. I also put on Bright red lipstick. I stood and stared at the vision of a 15 year old schoolgirl slut. My husband never even noticed how turned on I was that night. He did notice me being shaved and thought I did it for him. I wore a slinky nightie to bed and the sex was great. He was more .... well urgent then usual. Not really forceful but kind of demanding, at least in action if not in words. The rest of the weekend went by in a hurry. I kept telling myself I would save the outfit for Halloween or for my husband and never go to the studio again. Deep inside I knew I couldn't stay away. When Tuesday finally came I packed my outfit and lipstick in my gym bag and hurried myself, and baby out the door. I dropped him off at the preschool and dashed over to the service station to change. The big greasy Gas station guy leared at me again and I was sure he recognized me. I locked the door and put on my outfit. I did button up the shirt all the way and I was wearing white satin panties. I fluffed up my bangs and put in pony tails that jutted out above my ears. I applied the bright red lipstick and started packing up my bag to go. As I leaned over to put my sweats in the bag I felt a breeze from the far corner of the ladies room. I looked carefully and found a hole in the wall about the size of an orange. It dawned on me that the Gas station guy had been watching me change every time I had gone in to the studio. I shivered with disgust but I also felt my nipples harden and my panties moisten. I hurried quickly to my car and blushed all the way as the Gas station man stood by the door and openly leered. Knocking on the door a felt many mixed feelings. Fear in a way, I had only known the men that I knew to be inside for a matter of hours really. I felt shame for being such a slut, embarrassment for acting the way I did, and most of all, I felt raw pure excitement. This was far better than drugs. I was intoxicated with my own lewd behavior. I knew that if I stood and waited for some one to answer the door that once inside, I would let them do anything they wanted to me. I almost orgasmed just standing there. Darrian let me in. He greeted me warmly and offered me a drink. Bill came in from the other room and soon the financial transaction was complete. I knew from the amount of cash I put in my purse that they intended to go all the way. Not just for themselves like last time but on camera as well. I knew they were both going to in affect rape me but the thought just caused my knees to go weak with excitement. Darrian flicked my skirt up and grabbed my white satin panties. He pulled them hard and the wedged firmly into my pussy lips and the crack of my ass. I whimpered but he just laughed. Bill of course was taking closeup pictures of my distress. Darrian led me over to a desk and picked up a set of scissors. My panties were cut from my body. He balled them up and stuffed them firmly in my mouth. Bill smiled at me as Darrian slipped a thin black leather studded collar around my neck. He clipped a leash to me and hauled me to the set. Bill stopped for a second and started a slide show on the monitor. He told me they had sold the pictures last week and they were up on the WEB. I was mesmerized. The beautiful woman on the screen was me. I looked sexy in my jersey black top and skirt. I also looked helpless. The pictures I saw never really showed any private parts, just as they had promised, but you could tell that I wasn't wearing much. The pictures of me with just a Black belt over my nipples were very erotic. It even showed me in positions that you knew I was giving the huge black man, Darrian a blowjob. And another from right in front of me as another man stood behind me and impaled me with his huge cock. The men's faces were not in the pictures and it didn't actually show any sex but it sure implied it. Darrian slipped my tie up over my collar and tightened around my neck. He led me to a steel school desk. He had me sit on it and pushed my legs as far apart as they would go. My ankles and then my thighs were securely fastened to the desk. I could feel the cold steel desktop on my nude ass. My wrists were crossed and bound tightly together. Darrian stepped in front of me and undid my blouse. He let the tails hang. My nipples were barely covered by the button hem of the shirt. Darrian slipped the tie that was around my neck up and tightened it over my mouth. My bunched up panties were forced further into my dry mouth. He pulled the tail of the tie back and fastened it firmly to my wrists. My head was forced back and my chest jutted lewdly out. Bill continued to circle and take pictures. Darrian slowly almost tenderly rolled the shirt back off of my breasts and off of my shoulders. I was breathing erratically, not from being gagged but from shear sexual arousal. My nipples were crinkled so tight that they actually hurt. Even my breasts were taught from excitement. The tiny skirt just barely covered my leaky pussy. Darrian playfully smacked my breasts. They jiggled and sent shock waves of pain mixed with pleasure coursing through my body. More rough hemp rope appeared as if by magic. My chest was bound and my breasts circled until they were tight little pillows attached to my body. Small silver clamps came next. They were linked together with a small silver chain. My nipples were clamped and Darrian just gently tugged on the chain and made me rock back and forth on the desktop. On every forward roll my pussy lips smashed into the cold steel of the desktop. My skirt was lifted and the camera was very close as I rocked and rocked. I convulsed through a powerful orgasm and my eyes rolled back in my head. My legs were released one at a time and carefully bound to my shoulders. My knees were brought up all the way up till they actually rested on my shoulders. I was laid back on the desk looking straight up. My head hung over the back of the desk into the seat portion. My weight was held firmly on top of my restrained arms and my legs were up over my head. My ass was actually forced up off the desk in this position. I could feel the strain in the tendons between my legs. Bill and his camera were very close to my swollen pussy lips. He was carefully poking and prodding as he took pictures. He picked up a vibrator and started to work on my clit. As he did so he stuck a finger up my ass. It was degrading, painful, and so completely nasty that I had a second orgasm. He continued to fondle my pussy lips and I was again approaching an orgasm. Darrian took the tie out from around my face and pulled it tight around my throat again. He then pulled the panties out of my mouth. He proceeded to climb into the desk in the seating area but he had removed his pants. His balls slid down over my face and mouth. He stopped and let his manhood fall down on my face. His nuts were just above my forehead. The magic fingers and camera were still busy at my pussy but every time I got close Bill would stop. I was now begging someone to fuck me. Darrian told me I made to much noise and pushed the large plum shaped head of his cock deep into my mouth to shut me up. Soon he was sliding his spit slick shaft in and out of my mouth. As he went deeper and deeper my throat muscles were being forced to stretch. He was pulling on my nipple clamps with one hand and tightening the tie around my neck with the other. Bill was alternating between working my pussy and taking pictures. I realized I was on the verge of the most intense orgasm of my life and I was going black from lack of air at the same time. I couldn't feel pain in my nipples but I could tell that my tits had been stretched out and the nipple clamps were biting deep into my soft flesh. Bill finally slid the giant vibrator home. At the same instant Darrian released the nipple clamps and blood surged back into my tortured nipples. I felt wave after wave of pleasure and pain wash over my body. Darrian slipped all the way out and hit me with a geyser of cum. I regained my senses enough to realize Darrian was now taking pictures and Bill was pumping his dick in and out of my pulsating cunt. My head just lolled free in total surrender. I again shook with intense pleasure just as Bill withdrew to shoot his cum all over my tummy. Bill and Darrian released me and massaged the blood back into my wrists and shoulders. I went to the restroom and sat and rested a minute. I came out just in time to see a slide show of a schoolgirl whore getting fucked by two men. It was hard to reconcile that the images on the screen were actually me. I looked so helpless with my arms underneath me and my legs over my head. I could see the look of fear and excitement mingled on my face. The little plaid tie cut deep into my throat and the massive black cock was wedged down my throat. I had a soda and relaxed for a minute. I was saying my goodbyes and straightening out my little schoolgirl outfit the best I could when Bill asked me where I went from the Studio. I admitted that I went to a local Gas station to change before I picked up my child. They both laughed a little and asked if it was the Speedy Gas on the corner. I said yes and Bill walked up to me and began readjusting my outfit. He reached in a drawer and got out a fake diamond belly ring. It had a dangly on it and clipped on like the old earrings did. My navel looked pierced. He then unbuttoned all of my buttons except the one right between my breasts and left my collar and tie loose. Darrian was picking up a small bag and they both went out with me. I still wondered what was up but I just went along with them. Bill drove my car and Darrian just strolled the block down the street. When we got there Bill made me get out. Fat greasy Gas station guy was wiping his hands on an oily rag as he saw us. A big grin crossed his face and he said Hi to both Bill and Darrian. He said to the photographers I thought this little bitch was one of yours. He looked me over from close range. I could see the lust in his eyes and smell the beer sweating from his pours. Bill said Jim I think we could work out a trade on the Van repair. Jim just nodded and said she better be worth it and I want the video. Darrian took my elbow and walked me into the men's room. In the wall was a hole . Darrian pushed me to a squat and told me to look. Through the hole was the ladies room. Jim or anyone else could have seen me changing every time I came to this station. I felt steel handcuffs snap closed over my wrists and then another pair just above my elbows. My arms were pulled back severely. Over my shoulder I saw Bill step in and setup a tripod with a Video camera on it. Darrian was squatting behind me and he reached out and spread my knees as far as they would go. He tucked my skirt hem up into the waistband and began rubbing my shaved pussy with his hand. My tits were straining at the single button holding my shirt together. I was already dripping pussy juice on the dirty floor. I became aware of a huge eye watching me through the hole. I stared back with my mouth open panting as I again approached an orgasm. My mind couldn't fathom such a wanton filthy act. I was crouching in a dirty men's room, completely exposed as a stranger watched me being molested. Darrian was sliding his fingers in and out of my pussy. He ripped open the last button to my top and roughly pinched my nipples. Waves of pleasure coursed from my nipples to my pussy. I laid my head back on his shoulder and surrendered to the feelings. Darrian roughly snapped my head up and, as I became aware of my surroundings again, I saw a huge purple, headed cock extending out of the hole in the wall. Darrian physically leaned me forward and took me by the hair. He brushed my face all over the dripping cock. It smelled of sweat and urine and grease. My mouth opened almost as a reflex and Darrian shoved my face over the cock. My hair controlled my head. I could feel a large powerful hand guiding my mouth up and down on the huge dirty cock. Out of the side of my eye I could see Bill mesmerized by the cock sliding in and out of my bulging throat. The fingers buried in my pussy were lifted straight up. My legs extended and I was forced to bend at the waist and swallow the entire shaft protruding from the Men's room wall. My butt was now in the air with a cock stuffed completely down my throat. I heard someone spit and felt cold liquid dribble down the crack of my ass. My god, Darian was going to sodomize me. I wanted to complain or beg him not to do it but I was wedged tightly to the wall. The man on the other side was now furiously fucking my face. I felt a giant spongy mass begin to put pressure on my tiny virgin asshole. I felt pain and tried my hardest to relax my sphincter. I could feel the massive organ stretch the tendons and membranes surrounding my tiny hole. With a sudden push it slipped passed into my rectum. The pain was searing and the feeling of fullness was unbelievable. I felt so completely stuffed. It was like being on a spit. My throat was sore and stretched from the massive organ. My arms were still wedged tightly behind my back by the two sets of steel handcuffs and my legs were totally relaxed. I was suspended on male cocks. The men were slamming me hard and fast. My ass was adjusting and I learned how to breathe on the upstroke. I no longer gagged at the violent penetration to my gullet. Darrian had a firm grasp on my hair keeping my head back and my face stuck to the wall. I felt his hand reach under us and he pinched my clit. Everything went black. Lightning bolts coursed through my body. The pleasure was so intense I was sure I would die from it. Suddenly the cock in my throat began spewing out gobs of cum and I swallowed as fast as I could. Darrian stopped and let out a loud guttural sound and began to shake so hard I could feel it all over my body. Darrian pulled out of my slimy asshole just as Bill started squirting cum all over my face and hair. I collapsed into a used pile of rags. The men packed the stuff and left. Even the smelly Gas station guy went back to work. I put on my sweats and went to the Daycare to pick up the baby just as they let out. One of the Ladies asked me if my workout was fun and I told her yes it was with sweat still glistening on my face and cum dribbling from my asshole. The baby went down for his nap and I took a long soaking tub bath. I looked myself over and most of the marks were already gone. We had an uneventful dinner and as I got the baby ready for bed my husband went to his home office and started working. I just wondered if I had the will to stop.