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Part V:  The Trap

I went to the beach the next day again and daydreamed about my session at
Roger's place.  I thought about how much more forceful he was now, than
that first time.  It was as if his sexual appetite was growing, and it
seems to have caused mine to grow also.   He was downright impolite at
times, but that was the part I seemed to like the most.  I wondered if
maybe I was a latent masochist.     Me?...oh that's ridiculous.....I was
just horny and found a man with a great bod and a extra size cock to
satisfy me.  Besides, I really liked being able to have sex without all the
games.  He just seemed to know exactly what turned me on.
When I got back to the apartment there was a e-mail waiting for me.  It was
Roger.  He said he could not see me that evening (which was just as well
since I was a little sore and had to work a cocktail lounge 'til closing.) 
 He said he wanted me to download a program called mIRC, if I didn't
already use it,  and gave me instructions.  He wanted me to practice using
it and to be ready for a proposition and a big surprise.    Wow, I could
hardly wait.
Work was uneventful, not very busy, so I had time to think.  I was pretty
convinced that I had a desire for a strong sex partner who led the way in
the bedroom.  I never really noticed that before.  I was liking the way
Roger was becoming more assertive.  When I got home, I went straight to the
computer and downloaded the IRC thing.  I slept while the download took and
worked with the program the next day.  It was pretty neat, being able to
chat directly, all around the world and to receive and send pictures almost
instantly.  I didn't have a picture of myself, of course, but everyone else
seemed to.  I brought up a list of channels and was amazed by the variety. 
I also noticed how many were foul languaged and sex oriented.  Wow, I
thought, there are a lot of horny guys out there.  I wondered how many were
those same guys who stare at me when I do my strip at the club.  I saw a
couple of interesting channels and tried out a few of the sex oriented
ones.  names like submission, slaves, humiliation etc.  Just as in real
life, I was being hit on by a bunch of dirty mouthed men, or boys.  Then I
chatted with one guy who claimed to be a Master.  It was enlightening.  I
wondered if he really did stuff with a real woman who accepted his coarse
treatment.  He was talking about weird stuff like clamps, chains, whips and
bondage.  Who would do that?  Funny though, as he chatted, some of the
things sort of excited me, especially when he talked about forced sex with
groups and stuff.  Damn, how erotic.....I wondered if Roger could be one of
these Dom guys.  My sex with Roger was kinda strange like that, and I was
liking it.  To each their own I say.   Late in the afternoon I checked mail
again and found one from Roger.  His note was rather short and simply said
to meet him at #submission on IRC at 1AM or as soon as I got back from
work.  I was disappointed that this was a cyber meet and not a real one,
but he was like that.  It didn't seem fair because he was getting sex on
demand and I wasn't.  I decided I needed to adjust that a bit, but later
maybe.  For now, I was getting horny again and would do what I needed to 
to get back into his bed. I worked the early shift at Deju Vu that night. I
was filling in for a friend and that was good, because I was feeling in the
mood for stripping.  I genuinely enjoyed showing off my body to all those
men that night and went down to a g-string.  They must have loved it
because the manager let me go out for an extra round that night.  Big time
tips for these tits! I got home just at 1AM and hit the computer.  I was
feeling a little horny, so I sat there completely naked and just lightly
ran my fingers over my nipples, imagining them to be Roger's tongue, as I
connected to IRC and went to #submission.  I was not very imaginative with
my nick and just used the name Tawny.  Actually, I ended up as Tawny6,
because there had already been a Tawny on the server.   I was immediately
engaged in several chats with men, all of whom I clicked off.  Then I saw
the name MRoger and he messaged me.  We had a little small talk.  He
encouraged me to change my nick to tawny6.  I already knew that was a
signal for a submissive.  I didn't even hesitate.  I wanted to be a
submissive to Roger.  I wondered what the Mroger stood for.  Master?  Was
Roger a real Dom? Roger then  asked me if I was interested in coming over
and "entertaining" himself and a friend of his.  He wanted me to have sex
with him and another guy.  I thought about it, but, no.  That was not a
good idea.  I didn't want to become a sort of slut or something.  I mean,
sex is fun, but I need to have some limits.  I told him, no, I don't think
so.   He replied "Tawny, that was the wrong answer" I was actually a little
surprised.  He WAS getting aggressive.  I didn't feel that sharing was a
component of our sex arrangement.  I replied "Wrong?, was an invitation to
a swing session your big surprise?"  I was getting afraid my great sex
arrangement was coming to an end. He replied "Check this out and then try
again" a window popped up for a photo download titled "tawny" I downloaded
and my mind raced for an answer to what he was up to.  Then it popped up on
the screen. I was frozen in disbelief.  There was a large, very clear
picture of my face locked onto a huge cock in my mouth.  The head of the
cock was pressing against my cheek and I was in obvious ecstasy!  How the
hell!?  Then it hit me.  The mirrors, the lights.....It WAS a movie studio.
 MY GOD!  I sat there motionless, looking at the picture, feeling my crotch
become moist and my mind racing with panic.  I was both excited and full of
fear at the same time. Then the message appeared.  "I still need your
answer."    I replied "What are you doing? Why are you doing this?"       
Then  "I'll tell you in person, get your little cunt over here"   What
would he do with my picture?  Did he have more?  Isn't what he was doing
against the law?  Then I saw in the window..."Anyone want a great shot of
my whore sucking my cock?".    Damn, he was getting ready to display my
picture to anyone who wanted to see it.   Then I received three more
download windows...I downloaded and replied "Please wait......don't sent
that picture over the net"   I thought.....what if he posts it on a
newsgroup, my pic will be everywhere and people will easily recognize me. 
The downloads popped up.  One was his cock squirting into my mouth. it was
so clear it was shocking. Then the other two were of me shaving myself and
smiling...right into the camera! and the other of him fucking me, his face
completely blocked and mine as clear as can be. Then the next
message....."If you are not here in 30 minutes, naked and standing in the
middle of my living room I will begin distribution.  All of your wonderful
poses, accompanied by your address and places where you work, in case
anyone is interested in meeting you in person"  Then he dropped off the
screen.. I thought about it....That bastard was going to ruin me.  I could
go to the police....but that would not only be embarrassing, and my life
would still be screwed up.  And what if someone in my family ever got wind
of it?!  He wanted me to have sex with him and a friend.  Why didn't he
just ask me?   Oh yea, he did...but he didn't give me a chance to think
about it.  He was demanding prompt obedience to his demands for sex.  That
is what was turning me on in the first place.  It was just three way sex. 
I had dreamt of that many times.  It would even be fun probably.  He was
probably going to include one of those guys he was with last week.  They
were both cute and muscular, like Roger.  Why should I screw up my whole
life just because I refuse to do what I REALLY want to do anyway?   I was
going to become Roger's personal whore....I was rationalizing it and
decided to take the step.  After all, that should be the end of it.......I
slipped on my shorts and a T and headed for the car.  Just a 10 minute
drive to Roger's.

Part VI: Intermediate Training - Group Sex

A light rain began to fall and my mind raced along with the beat of the
wiper blades on the windscreen.  I was going to submit to his requirements
for sex, that was clear, but how far would I go? How far would he make me
go?  He may never reach my limit, whatever that was, so I just wouldn't
worry about it anymore.  He was keeping to my schedule of availability and
he wasn't doing really outrageous things, so I would go ahead and enjoy it.
 That's what I was really doing, enjoying it. I arrived with just a couple
minutes to spare, so I raced up to the door through the rain.  I was going
to submit, but still didn't want the world to know about it, so I hoped he
hadn't dumped my pictures yet.  If he did, I wouldn't have my excuse to
submit to this sex anymore.....what had I become?!
I knocked on the door and it opened almost immediately.  It wasn't Roger,
nor was it one of his friends.  It was a woman.  I was dumbfounded, and for
a moment thought it may be the wrong place.  She took me by the arm and
pulled me in quickly.  She was a tall black woman and wore a tight leather
skirt and a leather bra that exposed her nipples, which were large and
erect.  She stared at me, making me feel funny, like she didn't like me. 
She just said, "take off those clothes you little bitch, I have to see
this."  See what? I thought.  I began to feel exposed, vulnerable.  I asked
"Where's Roger?".  She answered me by slapping me hard across the face.  I
fell back against the door, held my face and looked at her.  She had a look
of anger in her eyes and repeated, "Don't talk back, take off your clothes
now or I'll mess you up."  I was reaching a limit already.  I never
considered the possibility of physical abuse.  Nor women, for that matter. 
She stood there with her hands on her hips, staring.  I stood back, slowly
fumbling with my shirt, thinking, considering my options, when Roger came
round the corner.  He said.."What have we here?, oh Tawny...Glad you made
it in time."  "I see you met Dawn;   she is a pretty strict disciplinarian,
but if you just do what she says, you wont have a problem."  Then, turning
away he said.."You'll have fun  this morning baby."  Reassured that Roger
was in charge, I slowly removed my things as Dawn watched.  Standing there
naked she came to me and touched my nipples and ran a hand down to my slit
and around to my ass, feeling me and smiling.  "You'll be real good, nice
equipment, nice and tight I bet."  I didn't particularly like being touched
by women, although her body was so accentuated for sex, it was a little bit
of a turn on. Her nipples were very large and stood out very erect.  Her
dark skin smooth, and she had a perfect figure, rounded and smooth.  She
reached behind her and took out a leather strap, reached up and placed it
around my neck and tightened it so it just barely didn't choke me, then she
held a ring on it and led me into the living area where a man stood, naked
except for a g-string, like male strippers wear.  "Here is your treat for
the night David" she said, and pushed me toward him.  Then she disappeared.
He was huge.  probably 6'4" or so.  Blonde hair and he was obviously a body
builder.  His chest had a thick swirl of hair, but the rest of him had very
light hair.  The g-string had a gigantic bulge that accentuated his
maleness.  He motioned for me to approach him, so I stepped over to him. 
Looking at him made me begin to get wet in the crotch and I could feel my
nipples swell.  I was so glad to see that Dawn go away and see this male
figure instead.  I WAS going to have fun, I thought.  He stood in front of
me and he put his hands on my shoulders and pressed down slightly.  I fell
to my knees and he said, "Make it hard now."  That was the only thing he
said that night.  I reached up and pulled the cloth down and a huge cock
and balls literally rolled out of the enclosing material.  His head already
was wet with precum and his balls hung low in loose sacks.  They were
larger than usual, the size of large lemons, instead of the usual golf ball
size.  His penis was about 7" long, soft. The shaft was smooth and didn't
have any ugly protruding veins.  I began by licking the head slightly to
see if it sprang to life.  No, it didn't, but the hole opened a bit and
more pre semen dripped out, which I licked off, Then I pulled the head into
my mouth.  Now I began to feel the thing grow.  I ran my tongue over it and
it began to gain in size and raise itself to the vertical. I held his balls
in my hand and the shaft in the other and began to stroke down on his cock.
 It was VERY large.  My mouth was filled with only about a third of the
shaft, meaning it was probably about 10 inches to a foot long in all.  And
it was pretty fat too.  He ran his hands through my hair and murmured
encouragements to me and I felt it grow to full hardness,.  It was as hard
as a rock and he was beginning to flinch at my every movement.  I was
afraid he was going to cum already.  I could feel his precum ooze into my
mouth in a steady stream, like a slowly dripping faucet.  The salty taste
made my mouth water and my nipples were aching at this point.  My inner
thighs were, by this time, drenched.  At this point, he pulled me away and
reached down to my neck, pulling me up.  He held me firmly by the neck with
a big strong hand.  I felt like if he squeezed, he could break my neck.  He
came around behind me and thrust his big, hard cock between my legs.  It
was stiff and I could feel it rest against my crotch, like sitting on a
tree branch.  He held my neck firmly,  his arm  stretched down between my
breasts and he ran his other hand across my body, feeling me all over, my
thighs, legs, shaved crotch, belly, in my navel, across my breasts, up and
down my arm.  I was covered in goose bumps from  his touch.  Then he pulled
his cock back and let the head enter my very eager pussy.  Just the head,
and he ran it in and out, rubbing along my clit as he did so.  I was going
crazy, wanting it all the way in me, even though there is no way it would
all fit.  He pinched my nipples, one and then the other, with his other
hand and slowly crammed a little more of his cock in with each stroke.  I
couldn't move at all.  He had me in a firm grip by the neck and any amount
of movement or squirming was met with a firm choke.  Without even noticing,
I realized he was thrusting his foot long cock hard in and out of my pussy,
slamming against my ass.  His hands were pulling and pinching my nipples
until they ached and were sore at his touch and my mind was swirling on the
edge of orgasm.  I felt my muscles along the length of my vagina convulse
and a orgasm ripped through my body as he continued to thrust in and out
without a pause.  I struggled to regain my breath, but I felt his choking
hand and relinquished.  He kept thrusting; fucking me from behind!  I began
to wonder how long he could go before he also had an orgasm.  I had
another, and sometime later still another!  Finally, he pulled almost all
the way out and held his cock there so I could regain my senses.  I felt a
hand pull up on my hair and I found myself looking at another hard penis. 
I guess it was Roger's, but didn't care.  my mouth locked on and I was
being fucked from two ends.  I was maneuvered over to the sofa, where Roger
(It was Roger) lay down and I was hoisted by my hips onto his cock.  I
bounced up and down on his shaft while he began to nibble on my tits.  I
felt David running his finger up and down my slippery pussy, gathering my
lubricants and running then over my asshole.  The thought crossed me..'he's
going to do me anal!"...'He wont fit!" ..I didn't care though.  I felt the
pressure on my ass.  David was pushing and I relaxed and then it popped
through.  The senses of Roger's cock in my pussy mixed with those of David
in my ass.  He entered more, slowly, but deliberately.  I could feel both
cocks inside me, rubbing against each other inside my crotch.  They both
pumped into me and their cocks were rock hard.  I felt another orgasm
growing.  Roger was chewing on my nipples. David was pushing in and out
cautiously, occasionally slapping my ass.  It was getting hot to his touch.
 He was in me deep!  ........ David began to cum first.  His sperm felt
extra warm as it filled my ass.  I could feel him move more easily as it
filled the cavity and lubricated his shaft in me.  He continued to pump,
but in a more spasmodic way.  Then Roger let loose, just as I did.  Orgasm,
cum, hot, All the thoughts ran together.   We all collapsed in a pile on
the sofa.   Roger led us into the bathroom where we all hopped into the tub
and felt the warm bubbles run  over our bodies.  David sat me on his cock
in the water while Roger fed me his cock and I sucked him until he hit
another orgasm, which he pumped into my mouth.  I swallowed it all.  Then
we reversed.  Roger managed another hardon and pushed himself into my ass
while I sucked David dry of his second load.  He didn't squirt as much this
time, even though it filled my mouth.  Roger was still the champ when it
came to sheer volume.  Roger was right, I had enjoyed this one.  I was just
a slut, and was loving it.  
It was getting light out and Roger led me into his bedroom and told me I
had to go now.  He told me to pay attention to my e-mail.  He had more
instructions for me and he reminded me that he wanted complete obedience.  
I asked him just what other things he was going to do and said that I had
my limits.  He glared at me and slapped me, hard!  I grabbed my cheek.  I
wasn't expecting that from him.  I looked at him.  He had an angry look in
his eyes like I had not seen before. "I will tell you what you will do.  If
you don't like that, then you need to quit.  and you know the consequences
of that!  Don't ask any questions, just obey,..... or don't!  
Besides,...you love it and you know you do....don't you?"    I shook my
head yes.   "Now get out of here", he said.
I dressed quickly and left, afraid to say anything else.  Driving back, I
wondered what was going to happen.  Maybe I should just quit... I wondered
about that Dawn.  What was she all about?  Where had she gone?  Had I seen
the last of her?   My mind wandered and I thought of touching her body, of
licking her pussy.  What was the matter with me!?    I needed to get a grip
on reality.  Roger had become more than a casual sex partner.  he had taken
control of my sex life.  He told me who to fuck when to fuck and how to
fuck.  The thought both frightened me and pleased me.  He controlled me,
but to a plateau of pleasure I cold not reach on my own.  He released me
from all my inhibitions, but never pushed me beyond my limits.  How did he
know my limits, seemingly better than I did?   No matter.  I rationalized
my situation and decided I would ride the wave of Roger's control.  It
would make my life simpler, and more pleasureful.



tawny6@hotmail.com

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