CATWALK * * * * * * * * * * * * A Story By Lara Cataluna (tease, mast, nc, gang-bang) * * * * * * * * * * * * Disclaimer : Read No Further If You Are Under The Age Of 18 Or If You Are Offended By Graphic Descriptions Of Sexual Activity. All Characters, Situations, And Locations Are Purely Fictional except for my first name. Inspiration: "My Virgin Wet Dream" by .YES. * * * * * * * * * * * * This is a very old story I've written, the first I posted on A.S.S. I never put it on my web site asstr.org, thinking it just wasn't good enough - however, a reader asked me why this wasn't included among my stories so I decided to post it. After all, why just leave it to rust... Men, men, men... I love teasing men! I love the power I have over their cocks, making them all instantly hard, with just a little glimpse of my body. I love keeping them on the edge, frustrated, wanting me so badly it hurts. Always so close yet untouchable!!! I love walking down the street, or going into a crowded place and pretending to be unaware of all the hungry eyes glued on me. I can always feel the animalistic lust in them. Men from fifteen to seventy-five watch me go by and imagine doing all kinds of things to me. I know they look at my tits and imagine what they look like naked, imagine how big and round they are, imagine putting their cocks between them, fucking my tits. I know they watch my ass go by and growl to themselves that I really need a hard, stiff cock up it. I know they strip me naked with their eyes, imagine me on all fours, getting fucked like a bitch-dog, moaning and screaming. I know they imagine me sucking their cocks; wanting to rape me, seduce me, own me... It just makes me overcome with lust, knowing how badly they want to ram their hard, big cocks into me; knowing they can't do it, without my permission. I always dress seductively when I go out. I don't mean I look slutty - a natural-born-teaser like me knows how to reveal her knock-out figure without actually looking like a slut. I wear really tight jeans that hug my ass and crotch and hips, showing what a great figure I have. I wear tops that are tight and clingy. I wear mini-skirts with deep slits, to show off my smooth, soft skin. I wear tight, thin blouses with buttons, to show off my cleavage. I put on wet make-up, to promise kisses that never come. So, for yesterday's parade, I chose my outfit. I put on a wool sweater that was a size too small for me! The touch of wool was harsh on my skin and without any bra, the tight sweater did a terrific job of accentuating my breasts! It also stopped right above my belly button, exposing my flat tummy. I put on a pair of sexy panties and then my skirt - black, very tight and short! After putting on my high heels, I was ready to roll out. I glanced at myself on the mirror - boy, I was stunning! A wonderful afternoon was ahead!! Oh, I suppose I forgot to tell you about the most important detail: I had a tiny little dildo - which I inserted in my pussy! When you're financially well-off as I am, you can get your hands on the most bizarre sex tools, even have them custom-made!! Well this special dildo was rather tiny, fitting inside me comfortably, impossible to detect from outside, and not complicating the way I walk or sit - and its mere presence inside me certainly wasn't enough to make me cum. It was firmly held inside though, as it was attached to my panties. The special thing about this little dildo was that it vibrated for a few seconds every two minutes. Not enough to let me cum, but certainly enough to keep me excited - basically forcing me to continuously think of nothing but sex!!! So, I was ready to hit the 5th Avenue. You see, taking long walks on Fifth Avenue, teasing and frustrating men, making them turn around and take second looks at my gracefully swinging ass, getting couples to quarrel over "just what he was looking at", licking my vanilla ice-cream just to torture the on-lookers... that's my favorite way to spend a dull afternoon in the City!! It gets somewhat strange in my leisurely walks. I can almost feel the lustful intentions of all those by-passers. It's like a blur, somewhere between fantasizing and actually reading minds. I know it must be just me, images simply flashing through my mind, but it feels so much like I'm really sensing the thoughts of the men and women around me: For example, as I take a cab ride to 57th and 5th, I can clearly read the driver's thoughts, as he struggles to choose between watching the road and watching my smooth legs, exposed as my skirt rides up high on my thighs! The driver has obviously migrated recently from some poverty-ridden African country, as I can tell from his accent and clothing. His English is no better than my neighbor's dog! And all he has in mind is having some top-rated American pussy. His fantasies are not very sophisticated at all - I am quickly stripped naked, on all fours, my legs spread wide and the driver on his knees behind me, slapping my juicy pussy with his massive black dick. He gets me all excited nevertheless - with the dildo doing its occasional trick inside me, it's hard not to get excited!! He finishes me off with having me say all American men are sissies and faggots, and that real men are like him, big, black and from Zimbabwe!! I get off on 5th avenue, all worked up by my cab driver, ready for catcalls, hungry looks and dirty fantasies. I'm already horny as hell from the periodic teasing between my legs. As I take the Fifth, the first man I come face to face is a middle-aged businessman, gobbling down a hot dog. Mind waves start in an instant. He dreams he's very rich, successful and powerful - not like the mid-level loser he is now. He sits in the corner office overlooking the Central Park - he's the boss and I'm his secretary. Of course, I'm just a little office bimbo who can suck as well as she can type. He always makes me wear tight, revealing clothes just like the stuff I'm wearing now and boy, he has his way with me anytime he wants - no ifs, no buts. After all, my career and paycheck are in his hands - I'd better work hard!! So, he makes me lie on my back on his desk, spreads my legs wide apart and he plunges in, fucking me hard and long, listening to my moans. And then I'm under his desk, sucking his dick, taking it all the way down my throat as he watches CNN from his comfortable seat. He fucks me everyday, many times a day, long and hard. I'm just a corporate privilege to him, a sexy little fuckthing for the big boss to play with - I'm just a girl trying to earn her paycheck, maybe dreaming of a little raise... ready to bend over whenever the big boss demands! So many people... So many vicious thoughts... Gangs are the worst: I run into a bunch of black guys - a mean looking gang that give the creeps to me! I don't know if you need to read their mind at all - these guys all have the same fantasy: I am in a back alley, surrounded by them, crying and yelling for help like a trapped deer. They just stand around me, not doing anything, simply laughing at my intense fear and desperation - they even let me break free, let me run through the streets of Bronx. It's amusing for them to watch the rich bitch trying to run in her tight skirt and high heels, trying to save her yuppie ass. They follow me closely, as I run and pant like a dog and finally, I'm trapped again in a dead-end street. They watch in amusement as I beg and plead, even offer money to them. Then one of them catches me by the hair, drags me on the ground, rips off all my clothes and leaves me naked. My soft sobs and fading pleas only seem to encourage them. They all violate me one by one! My terror and humiliation only increases their amusement. One guy puts a knife under my chin, threatens to slice my throat if I don't suck their dicks.. So I lick and suck their dicks, as they rape me from behind... And then, they take off, leaving me behind, covered in their sweat and cum, laughing at the humiliated rich-bitch, leaving me lying naked and crying... The periodic disturbance in my pussy keeps me hot, as I continue walking through herds of horny men. A teenager, no more than 16 years old. He grabs me, I am stark naked instantly, he slams me on the wall, screws me like that, in front of everyone, squeezed between his adolescent body and the wall. I walk all the way up to 42nd street, sucking and fucking all kinds of people... getting more and more aroused, the vibrator still keeping me on the edge!! I get tangled in the most bizarre fantasies, some downright nasty and violent: An old man, looking like a real psycho, perhaps a sexo-maniac indeed, has sick sick thoughts about me. Tells me how he'll show me what happens to young teases like me... My wrists are tied together, connected to a hook in the ceiling with an iron chain. My legs are tied to separate hooks on the floor - they are forced wide wide apart, pulling my muscles against my soft skin and giving easy access to my Master!! My naked body is stretched against my bonds, nipples are hard from the cold of the dungeon. He makes sure all his tools are placed on shelves that are visible to me - he enjoys the fear in my face. He gags me with a handkerchief tied around my head, explaining to me that this way I won't be able to speak but my screams will be heard just fine - because my painful screams are amusing to him!! He places two clamps on my nipples, enjoying the reaction he gets from my body! He adds weights to the nipple clamps and laughs at my whimpers. He grabs his whip. Standing behind me, he starts abusing my flesh, covering every square inch of my body, sending waves of pain throughout my body. The weights pull on my nipples with every strike. Soon enough, I'm covered in sweat, crying and screaming, agonizing in pain as he cheerfully keeps beating my fragile body without mercy - and this is just the start of my training!!! So many sick people, doing so many sick and disgusting things to me - the City is filled with these fruitcakes! The lustful looks do not only belong to men... Some women seem to show every bit as much interest in my smooth legs and firm tits. But especially my face seems to be the subject of affection for the raging lesbians such as this over-weight police officer standing by the newsstand. She handcuffs me and sits on my face, removing her panties and revealing her hairy pussy - she pulls on my hair, ensuring my cooperation. I say "please officer, don't arrest me, I'll do anything for you" - and soon enough, her pussy is brushing against my ever-so-precious mouth, her pussy hair all over my nose. I lick inside her, my tongue sliding up and down her smelly twat like crazy, servicing her as though my life depended on it!!! "Lick, lick, lick" I go, till she cumms all over my face, moaning like a pig. She uncuffs me. "You'd better get your cute ass here everyday" she says, "unless you wanna be eating pussy in jail - they love little yuppie mouths in jail"!! "Yes, M'am" I say, not daring to ask what my crime is. As usual, I stop by Luinardo's to have lunch. It is the crappiest little miserable pizza parlor there is but they got the best garlic breads in town. I'm tired and horny as hell, yet the game is still on. I carefully cross my legs, revealing as much flesh as possible, just to tease the customers. When my warm garlic breads arrive, I start playing with them - they are big and long!! I lick the garlic bits from the top of each stick and take large bites - the customers eat their hearts out! Boy, this is great, lunch can be fun indeed!! I know I have to relieve myself soon. I am getting hotter and hotter and the vibrator just won't leave me alone!! So... it's time! I make my way to the ladiesroom, I'm gonna lose my mind if I don't shove a finger inside myself as soon as possible!! I walk into the bathroom - that's when I catch him with the corner of my eye - some guy hiding behind the door but I can't even see his face. The last thing I realize is him rushing towards me and placing some cloth right on my nose - the smell is sweet, and everything blocks out!!! * * * * * * * * * * * * I wake with a shock of cold - somebody dropped a bucket of cold water on me! I come to myself slowly. It's the guy from Luinardo's - I don't know his name. I start kicking and screaming but he jumps right on me! I struggle but I don't stand a chance with my hands tied behind me. He pushes his hand underneath my skirt and grabs the waistband of my panties. He yanks'em down despite my protests. Oh God, the animal wants to rape me!! He takes my panties all the way down, pass my ankles. I try to close my legs tight - he doesn't seem to care about that: He slaps me on the face, and again, and again, and again. "Shut up, cunt". I mean to scream for help but all of a sudden he pushes my panties into my mouth - it makes me wanna puke. They are all wet from the day's excitement. My stomach protests as I am forced to taste my own juices!! He produces some kind of rope and ties it around my head, almost forcing the panties down my throat. Now gagged, I can no longer make any noise. "Listen to me bitch!! Here's the deal: You are the biggest cock-teaser I've ever seen! You come to the restaurant everyday, always showing off yourself, just teasing me - and others!! So now, I am going to fuck you. And I don't mind you identifying me, either! I'm catching a flight at JFK in 4 hours and I go back home! You see, my work permit is over and I said, hell, why not taste the finest American pussy before I leave, right? They don't give a shit about catching rapists back home, anyway...!!" "But then, I thought about it! Why not make some cash before leaving? So, I decided to cash in - on your pussy: See those men!" (I realize the men only then - there are maybe thirty - forty of them inside this warehouse, standing away from me in the dark!! And they are all wearing black hoods). "Yeah, darling, lots of men! And each paid $100 to have their turn with you - sure you can find a street whore for that price but not a fine pussy like yours!! Plus, I think some of these fellas get an extra kick from rape - I know I do! So, you'll have the biggest gang-bang of your life darling. I might even be out of the country by the time it's over!! Don't worry, nobody's going to kill you, unless we have to, of course! The plan is to fuck your brains out, till all the men have had enough fucks with you, and then you'll be left alone - if you've been extra nice!!! Hopefully, no harm will be done - most of the fellas here are not murderers and they don't want to become one!!" "However, (he flashes a huge pocket knife and holds it next to my face) if you disobey anyone here, for instance if you show the slightest hesitation in sucking cock, I'll cut your throat myself!! Got it?" Terrified with the idea, I nod!! Satisfied, he grabs his dick underneath his pants. "Let's get started"!! He rips off my skirt so suddenly that, I scream through my gag. He slaps me again: "Shut the fuck up!!". I am left with nothing but my sweater on. I realize all the men gathering around me now. "Hmm" says my rapist! "Nice! Keeping your pussy trimmed like a proper lady!! And what is this?". Oh God, he finds the little vibrator!! "Wow, look at this! This cunt has been going around with a tiny dildo up her pussy! What a fuckin slut! God, you are a slut!! You know, you deserve all this! Because you are a total slut!! Say so bitch, say you deserve to be raped because you are a slut"! He removes my gag, only to make me humiliate myself. (He flashes the pocket knife again). "Say it bitch, come on!!" What chance do I got? "I deserve to be raped because I'm a slut!!". "Good girl! Now gentlemen, we'll ask our pretty captive to put together a show for us - to get us all in the mood!" He uncuffs me and hands me the dildo! "Now, bitch, what a mess you've made with this little dildo!! Clean it up!!! Yes, lick it all clean - for future use, you know!!". The idea revolts my stomach but what else to do? I have to swallow my own juices, if I want to get out of this alive! So, I start licking in earnest, cleaning the damn thing as the men watch me with horny eyes. They are getting in the mood all right! And they don't run the risk of being identified - not with those ridiculous hoods!! "Enough!!" commands my main rapist! Somebody produces a camcorder much to my horror. "Hey", the guy chuckles... "Fellas wanna hold onto memories, nothing wrong with that!!" He cuts off my protests with a slap... "Shut up bitch, it's time for the suck&fuck!!!!!!!!!". And the gang-bang begins... * * * * * * * * * * * *