Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. My Fantasy Life. Chapter II My emersion into a world of perverse sex accelerated with Mark being my master. It was difficult to see Mark, without using Lisa as an excuse to be over there, parents and other people might get suspicious of Mark. We worked out a way, he would pick me up in his car, I would duck down and he pulls into the garage and closes the door, anyway. For a couple of weeks now I've over gone to see Mark, but I'm only able to stay for a few hours. Friday came around and I hatched a plan of my own. If I was going to stay over all night, I had to find a place that my folks could trust, I couldn't just say I was staying at Lisa's, if they checked, all hell could break loose. Mark picked me up that morning, I, we, lay out by his pool behind the privacy fence. After having lunch, I remark that I felt sticky from the sunscreen, he asks, "Are you mine?", "Always yours, my Master", I coo. He orders me to stand and strip and when I am naked, he chides, "Your a nasty girl, aren't you? You shouldn't walk around like that. You should be punished!" Mark pushes his chair away from the table and commands me to lay across his legs, I comply and turn my face towards him, brushing my hair so that he can look at my face as he beats me. He starts with just attention getting smacks, but soon I am screeching at each blow, tears streaming down my face, sobbing between swings. When he thinks I've had enough, he stops and lets me up, rubbing my ass, "Now", he say, "Let me take you in the shower, I mean take you TO the shower", laughing evilly. We get into the shower and even though I'm his slave, he acts very loving towards me, he holds my small wet body, still convulsing from crying, kissing me and caressing my body, especially my ass. When I had calmed down, he grabs a towel, holds it out, and folds it on the bench, I feign pity with a sorrowful moan. He picks me up and I automatically straddle the rails, he rests my head on the towel, he kneels behind me, toys with my sex with his fingers and says, "This is the most beautiful pussy I've ever owned!" He pokes and prods awhile with his fingers then begins to tongue my pussy, as he licks, he takes a swat or two at my ass, to remind me of that pain. Taking a wet finger from his mouth and starts swirling it around my asshole, I stiffened but in my position I could do little about it. Slowly, forcefully, and a little painfully, the finger enters me, I winch and groan in pain, he asks, "You Ok, want me to stop?", I just shake my head no. He resumes molesting my pussy until I cum, I can feel my ass muscles sucking on his finger, it felt so good. Marks stands behind me, spanks me again to, "brighten up that glow", and lines his cock up at my hole and makes one long, steady plunge, burying himself deep into me. My cries echo around the shower, he's lost in making my red ass bounce as it pounds into him. My climax was building and while I'm moaning in pleasure, he takes a wet finger and pushes it into my ass. I cry out, "Oh, FUCK!", as I cum so hard, I can feel muscles around the finger in my ass contracting, making my orgasm even more intense. He removes his finger and increases the veracity of his powerful strokes, my orgasms are coming in waves, one ends and another begins, Mark slams himself into me as deeply as he could go, and with shorts, quick thrusts, cums and cums. Removing his cock from my spent pussy, he sits down and rests his head against my ass. I cough saying, "Uh, Master?", he snaps to and says, "Oh, yeah, you", helping me down, "Let's finish cleaning up, I'll release you later". We clean up and he gets dressed and I remain naked and go out to the living room. He says, "Your getting used to me, you don't look sore anymore", joking painfully, "I just learned to act like it don't hurt!, Master" Sitting in his lap letting him pet me, we talk about our relationship, he's loves that I see him when he wants but I never stay. I tell him that I've worked out a plan, and because I can't use a real friend from school to sleep over, nobody the folks could call and check, I've made up a friend. Mark wanted to know how that helped, I went on to explain that I'm going to call mom and tell her that I am having fun over here at Carols house, and want to spend the night. If she wants to talk to an adult to make sure it's ok, I'll 'look' for her folks and you pretend to be Mr. Smith. "You see, I'll be on my cell, she won't have your number", I say, "You can choose whether to give her your number or not". "If she says yes today, we will have our over nights problem fixed", I add. He says, "Your quite devious, aren't you?", I reply, "Only if this works". I get my phone from my purse and Mark tells me to wait because he has always fantasized about just this situation but never thought it would ever happen. He strips naked and pulls out an armless chair and sits down with his erection pointing up, he orders me to mount him. He wants to talk to my mom while he is fucking her 15 year old daughter. It took me a minute to relax enough to call, when someone answers, it's dad, not mom, I don't let on, and Mark's grinding his hips into me, sure enough he wants to talk to Mr. Thompson,(Smith sounded too made up!), I couldn't be happier to hand the phone to Mark. He says, "Hello?, yes, George?, nice to meet you", I bury my face in a pillow and moan as Mark seems to have gotten larger as he talks to dad. Only hearing one side of the conversation, I hear Mark say, "Really?, no, ..... ,no, ...... , no, that would be just fine, honestly, ..... , right, we'll send her home then, ... , no, no, Ok g'bye". I'm so distracted by what he said that I stop fucking him and seeing the smile on his face, I ask him, "Master, what was that all about?". He grabs my hips and starts fucking me again, and tells me grinning, "Your daddy, just gave you to me for the weekend, it seems your mom wants to visit her sister or something, anyways, your mine till Sunday evening". Moving us around on the chair, he kneels before me, holding my legs up in his arms, he remounts me. I can watch as that big cock disappears into my pussy, mewing with pleasure, he's being different this time, giving me long steady strokes. The change drives me crazy, I feel an amazing orgasm building and I groan out, loudly, "OH, fuuuuuuck", my body shakes and I clutch the chair for support, Mark speeds up his thrusts but keeps the same long moves. My pussy grasps at his dick as he growls, "Oh you little whore, fuck, yeah!", cumming in me in long strokes. Mark collapses on the floor next to the chair that I'm slumped in, both of us breathing like asthmatics, eventually he gets up and tells me to clean up and meet him in his room. The rest of that night went just like our first night together, him putting me in strange positions and me getting the shit fucked out of me. Mark makes us go to bed early cause he has big plans for tomorrow, I'm thinking, what kind of 'plans' could he have? I only came up with the way to stay over just hours ago. But with a happy sense of anticipation, to sleep we went. Saturday morning breaks and I get jostled awake by Mark getting out of bed, the feeling of waking up in bed with this man still makes me warm inside. Even if I am only property to him, I love being there, being HIS property. He showers while I shake off the sleep and wake up, I trade places with him in the shower after a good morning kiss and grope, I shower, dry off and go back to his room. "Wear these!", he says, handing me a bundle, it's a small white half-shirt that shows off my tits and thigh high black skirt that rides up easily if I reach up or bend over, exposing my ass and pussy. Mark tells me that he has different colors of the same outfit in the closet, and I am to wear them whenever I'm not told to be naked. I get dressed wearing only the clothes he gave me, and we go to the garage and get into his car. I ask him, respectfully, where we are going and he tells me that it's such a nice day that he wants to go to his favorite park. I thought, 'Public park?, he's going to expose me, but we'll be in public so what's the harm, right?'. When he says we've arrived, I see that it's not a city park but a state park, a small rather run down state park. Benches and handrails need paint and the gift shop and snack bar were closed, permanently, but there was a small beach on a lake, and a boat launch, the only things really still used. I notice that there are people here, not very many, but a few, mostly men, wandering around or sitting and reading, women in couples walking the trails. Mark parks the car and gets out first, I get this feeling that he doesn't know these people personally , but they've seen each other before. When I get out, I see heads raise from behind newspapers, and feel stares from everywhere, Mark holds my hand and he shows me around the park. Walking down a wooded path that runs by the lake, we spot a man, up ahead, sitting on a bench looking at the lake. As Mark walks behind me, I hear something hit the ground and Mark says, "Damn, dropped my keys, bend down and get them for me would ya?". I turn to face him and knowing what he wants, I bend at the waist and retrieve the keys slowly, giving the guy on the bench time to get a good look. I hand the keys back to Mark and we continue walking, right past the guy I just flashed. I say, "Morning", I could see the hard on in his pants, "Young lady", he says, as we pass. When we walked a distance away from the guy, I turn to Mark, "Did you see that, he got a hard on, looking at my ass!", Mark hushes me but says "Cool huh?". Mark had me getting flowers from high branches, or bending to get something from the ground, all around the park, letting anyone around to take a peek. I was getting so turned on by all this, that when he said, "One last show then we'll leave", I was up for anything. Mark and I walk down a path that leads away from the lake, and passes a large open field. The field is flat and has grass about knee deep, and at one end is an observation tower for watching wildlife or fire control. He takes me to a spot out in front of the tower, tells me to wait a few minutes and then lay out my towel and lay down and strip, and sun tan, the tall grass will keep passerby's from seeing me. Mark walks back to the tower and stands to watch out for me, I'm laying on the towel naked, and I notice about 8 to 12 men in the tower, watching every move I make. I close my eyes and lie there in the sun, feeling all those strange eyes on me, I shake inside with pent up excitement, thinking all sorts of dirty thoughts. Is he going to let ALL of them fuck me?, is he going to fuck me?, are they just going to take more pictures and leave?, WHAT? After about 10 minutes Mark walks out towards me and loudly whispers, "Do yourself", and now given permission, I proceed to mash my titties, and finger my twat, working up quite a rhythm. I tried to put on a good show for the pervs in the tower, moving my hand from under my leg or from one side so that the "boys" could see what I was doing. Finding my g-spot, I grind and hump into the air, cumming again and again, being noisy but not screaming. I settle down and just rub my chest and pussy, and I hear a round of applause coming from the tower, I couldn't look at them, I just kept my eyes shut and smiled to myself. The men start coming down out of the tower, Mark walks over quickly and tells me to dress fast cause we're leaving, NOW. A feeling of impending doom seizes me and I get dressed while we walk quickly back to the car, get in and lock the doors. Even though no one approached the car, people were watching us, as Mark pulls the car out and we leave the park. We get to the park exit a long ways from the parking lot, I grab Mark's arm with both hands and nearly scream, "That was so hot, being exposed in front of all those strangers, even the thought of what they would have done to me if they had caught me, ..... , well, stills makes my pussy twitch!" Mark smiles back at me and says. "I'm glad you had fun, but it would not have been fun if they had caught us. That bunch is rougher than I am, they don't care if they hurt you". I punch him in the arm, really mad, "Dumbass, why would you take me there? We, I , coulda really got hurt!", sitting down hard in my seat and crossing my arms. He reasserts himself "As your Master, you have to know that you can trust me, even in bad situations, I will always look out for you first!", he continues, "No one will ever touch you that I don't know personally, you must believe me!" I drop my anger and hug his arm saying, "I love you so much", he replies quickly, "Whoa, whoa, I only mean that I'm looking out for your well being, that's all", I hug tighter, "I know, I know". On the drive back to the house, Mark asks, "Did the idea of doing all those guys really turn you on? I mean, you've been with Brad and me at the same time, but you didn't know those guys". I think a second, "I think it was that they were all strangers", I say, "That thought of just being used, like that first time with you". At a stop sign, he leans over and kisses the top of my head, an elderly couple in the next car, smiles at Mark as he pats my head, they have no idea how I'm dressed or what he does to me. It's about 5 o'clock when we get back to his house and we clean up, I put on a pink half shirt and a teal skirt with pink trim, Mark goes, "God, those are awful, I told the girl, only cute colors!", I whine, "But Master, I think their cute!", and give him puppy dog eyes. He relents, "Well, ... , I guess they will look cute on the bedroom floor", I give him a playful shove, and hug his arm, he tries to shake me off saying, "Now, now, none of that!" I coo, "Ok, ok", I shimmy my butt as I walk out of the room. Picking me up in his arms as he rushed at me, he took me to his room and had vicious, angry sex with me. ... TWICE, before we fell asleep. The next morning, I was out eating cereal by the pool when I get a 911 text from Lisa. Brad had broken up with her, she writes that he didn't like her controlling ways. I text her back telling her I was next door at Marks, and if she can get out without being seen, I was out back by the pool. I went in to make coffee, this got Mark up, and after a quick explanation, he said I could talk to Lisa alone and take as long as I need, but not too long. Soon Lisa was in the backyard, I grabbed the coffee and some mugs and went out with Lisa, Marks shouts, "You could at least leave me a mug", this made Lisa smile under her tears. I ask in baby talk, "Master baby want some too?", I go fill his mug and whisper, "Sorry Master", he kisses my ear, "I'll punish you later", I purr, "Promises, promises". I go back out to Lisa and we talk, she explains that Brad couldn't take her being in charge all the time, but he knew she was a dominatrix when they met. She says that it was his friends telling him that he was a wimp, letting me order him around, which she said she didn't do at school or in front of his friends. Which means he had to tell them about it, therefore he must actually like it but his friends don't and since threes more of them than her. We talk teenage relationship stuff a while and finally I tell her, "Get him alone and talk to him, tell him to take command, at least at school, nothing mean or anything". I say, "Like, telling you it's time to go, not asking. Or telling you that your going to the movies Friday, shit like that, make his friends think he's charge". She says, "You think so?", I tell her, "I think he's afraid of the peer pressure, the 'football player that's his girlfriends little bitch', might be hard on him, talk first, don't give up yet, that's not the girl with the whip that I know". Lisa hugs and kisses me, "How'd you get so smart", "I've learned a lot, being yours, and now Marks, it's all so complicated, sometimes you just got to talk it out". She starts kissing me again and more passionately this time, Mark pop his head out the door and jokes, "Uh, .... ,you don't need any help over there do you?" I turn cuddled in Lisa's arms and we look at Mark and together say, "No, thanks anyway", he frowns and closes the door. Lisa and I hug, she says she's feels much better and she's going to call Brad when she gets home. I go inside, turn sideways before Mark, raise the back of my skirt, "Now, Master?", he gives me a single swat that makes me have to suppress a scream, "No, my girl, you'll get yours later". Still long before noon, Mark gets off the phone and says, "You up for an adventure?", I ask, "Will it hurt much?", he laughs, "No, not much". He hands me the black and white outfit, saying, "I really don't like all those colors", and I change, smirking, he grumbles, "Just get in the car!". We drive a long while getting deeper into nowhere, when we come to a break in the fence line, a gate. Over the gate was a wooden sign, 'The Lucky U Ranch', and a small, funny sign nailed to the post, "No Trespassing: Prosecutors will be Violated!'. I turn to Mark and ask, "The Lucky U?", he touched my nose with his finger and says, "No, The Lucky You!". He gets out, tells me to slide over and drive the car through the gate, so he can close it back again. I'm giddy, as I sit behind the wheel for the first time, he says, "Calm down, your only going ten feet, to me, ten feet might as well been to the moon. Mark unlocks and opens the gate, he waves me forward and tells me to take it easy, I put it into drive and put my foot down. The front tires spin in the sandy driveway, kicking up a ton of dust as I bolt forward, Mark yells, "Hit the brakes, damnit !", and the car comes to an abrupt halt. He locks the gate and runs over to the car and glares in the drivers window, I'm sitting in the passenger seat with my seatbelt on, I ask, "What?". He laughs, no real damage done, he gets into the car and drives on. The dirt road winds through the trees then opens to a horse ranch, I was in heaven, I saw stalls with horses in them, saddles, everything. Then I remembered I was probably not here to ride, not the horses, anyway. Mark parks the car and we get out, the smell of wood and oats and horses, gave me a clean feeling. I walk in front of Mark sort of skipping and twirling, making my clothes fly up, showing off for him. We walk towards the big barn and Mark says we don't have time today to see the house, but if I like it here, we'll come for a weekend. Entering the big door, I see stalls on both sides but only two had horses in them, I stop and try to pet one, Mark says, "Later, come here I want to show you something", when he says that, it usually means one thing, weird sex! Down at the last stall by the storage room waited Mark, he says that this is the 'breeding stall', I ask, "What, no flowers or candles, Master?", he snips, "Wouldn't due to have candles around all this hay, miss smartass, I'll have to tan that hide twice now!". Mark goes to the wall and takes down some straps of leather and hooks it to the far side, it's some kind of harness. I strip naked, he shows me how to get into the thing. I end up face down with my arms and legs hanging down, using one of those wenches from a boat trailer, he raises me off the floor so my ass was waist high. Mark then straps my legs out in front of me, making my pussy an easy target and straps my arms out straight and puts a ball gag in my mouth. Once I was strapped in and immobile, he says, "Wait right here, I'll be right back.", squirming and grunting through the gag, he leaves me there. Moments later, I hear a sound and turn my head towards the storeroom, and two guys walk out, one of them says, "Did you hear something?", the other one says, "WELL, what do we have here?", wiggling and grunting, I hear one say, "This must be that friend of Marks", the other says, "Well then, I don't think he'll mind". Suddenly hands, hands all over me, rubbing my ass, fingers in my pussy, nipples being pinched, being strapped in facing the wall, I can't see much, but I do see my molesters. Two men, fifteen or twenty years older than Mark, touches of gray, or thinning hair. My pussy is dripping, I'm all alone with two complete strangers, bound and gagged, I almost cum with the first dick that enters me, the two men use the swing action in the harness to great effect, if they move or not, I'm still pounded onto them. The first man takes great pleasure in my teen pussy, making long deep thrusts, my pussy gripping and squeezing his cock as I cum. He tells his friend how tight I am and how good a young cunt feels, until he grunts in satisfaction as he dumps his cum deep in me. The second man is more purposeful, banging into me hard and fast, the first guys cum and my pussy juices turning to froth and dripping to the ground, the stranger grinds into me adding his cum to my abused hole. They zip up and going out the back door say. "If we see Mark, we'll have to thank him", and they start laughing. I swing there, feeling very alone, almost violated, I hope Marks was up to his word, I hope he knows those guys. From behind me I hear noises, a door opens then closes, something stirs, but from my angle, I can't see anyone. Getting scared and excited again, being alone with all these sounds, my mind begins to run wild, Mark wouldn't bring a horse in here, would he? I'm to small, it would kill me, calm down, he would never hurt me. Then I hear a horse bray and a someone touches my ass, I was moving my body in the harness as if I was swimming trying to get away from the horse. Of coarse it was only Mark, my twisted imagination freaked me out, he starts patting my ass and says, "Well times a wasting, I thought some friends were here, but it's getting late". He pretends not to notice the mess my pussy was in, and takes this old wooden yard stick off the wall, it's very flexible and he smacks my ass, saying menacingly, "Now about that ass tanning". Mark starts whipping the yardstick and it's making more noise than pain, but each pop stings just a little leaving a light pink line across my butt cheeks. He does this for a few minutes and like I said, not hurting much, but when he stops I can feel my ass tingle. He rubs my ass with his hand and it feels like pin pricks, sort of like when your foot falls a sleep, I writhe and moan and my pussy aches to be abused. When he gets through torturing my ass, I here his zipper being pulled down and the only warning I get is when I feel him rubbing the head of his cock at the entrance of my wanton hole, then he plunges. I scream out from under my gag, he's still the only stallion I want, his size seems to fill me completely, stretching me in every direction, deeper, wider, and I want all of it. Mark takes long vicious thrusts at my body, grinding his hips into my tingling ass, then stops suddenly, saying, "Wait, I got something you'll like." He moves away and returns quickly, he says, "Hold on, hold on!", like I was going somewhere, then I feel something cold touching my anus. Mark says, "Relax, this shouldn't hurt, ... , much", and then applying gradual force and causing a sharp pain, what I think is a 6 or 7 inch dildo, enters my ass. Once it is deep inside me, the pain is quickly replaced with a feeling of extraordinary fullness, he lines his cock up again and steadily sinks it to his balls. My pussy feels tighter around his cock and I can feel the muscles around the dildo spasm with each thrust. Mark goes to town, banging into my pussy as if he were trying to push through me. My first orgasm was so intense I believe I did pass out for a moment, the muscles around the dildo were contracting and pulsing in sync with my pussy, it felt like I was being fucked twice at the same time. Mark grunts, "Oh, Fuck Yeah, fucking cum you little slut!", his wish is my command, he sends me on an orgasm rollercoaster, up one and down on another. I think Mark must really be enjoying this because he's making it last a long time, or it least it seemed to me. Then he grabs my hips and buries himself deep down and jets of hot cum splash inside me, bumping into me with short hard strokes, he pours his strength into me, and collapses onto the harness and me. Mark gets himself together and helps me out of the harness saying, "It's almost 6 o'clock, we got to clean you up so I can get you home by 8". He gathers my clothes and keeps me naked, "We'll use the shower in the house, March!", putting his hand on my shoulder, I lead the way. When we clear the big barn doors, and my eyes adjust to the sunlight, I notice that there is the two cowboys, milling around what I guess would be a bunk house, Mark waves and says, "Hey yall!", they wave back. I notice the two men from earlier, one of them says, "Nice girl you got there, Mark, let her stick around, we'll find things for her to do!", the men start laughing, I blush and smile to myself. Mark says, "Not today, we got to get back soon, maybe later", as we enter the house. As I take a shower, Mark washes up in the sink, we don't say much. I put on my regular clothes, to go home in and we head for the car. When we are on our way, I ask Mark, "Master, you did know that I had sex with those men, right?", he replies, "Yes, I sent them to you, did you have fun?", I beamed, "Oh yes master, it was so hot, trapped with two strangers, it was kind of like being raped, but not in a mean way". Mark tells me, "Next time we get a weekend together, we'll plan a little better, who knows, you might even get to ride the horses", I ask, "You mean, me on their back, not them on mine, right?!". Mark laughs out loud and says, "I hadn't thought about that, you got a dirty mind, girl, I love you for it, but no, you'll ride in a saddle", still laughing. Wait a moment, did I hear him say he loved me, that's the first time, the only time I was not just a thing, I think I got him. We pulled into my driveway and this surprised me, I thought he would drop me off down the street, I got out of the car, mom was standing in the kitchen door, I hollered, "Thanks, Mr. Thompson, bye!" and waved, Mark waves out the driver window, mom smiles and waves back. I walk up to mom, she asks, "Did you have fun at the Thompson's? Are you hungry? Did you eat yet?", I say, "I'm starved", taking a sniff, "I was hoping there's some Sunday chicken left over", she says, "Sit down and I fix you a plate", and we talked, I was lying through my teeth, but we talked. Suddenly the alarm on the bed side table is ringing, Dennis Sapion reaches over to turn it off. Shaking off the sleep, he thinks to himself, 'Damn I wish I was a teenage girl!'. The End? Please E-Mail a response, thank you for reading.