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Part IX - Abduction..

As I lay at the beach I thought about my situation.  It was Friday.  I had
called in a favor and had a friend cover for me tonight and I didn't have
to work Saturday.  Maybe I could hook up with Roger and make it a weekend
of servitude for him and his friend.  The thought made my nipples tingle.  
Then I thought of Dawn and how she may be angry.  Was she working with
Roger?  I just didn't know.  I smiled to myself as several men strode past
me, some for a second or third time, to check me out.  I looked good in my
white bikini.  It contrasted so well with my tan skin and the oil gave my
skin a glossy sheen that men just loved.  I felt proud of my body and my
looks.  Toward evening I headed for home.  It had gotten late and the
parking lot was nearly empty.  As I put my chair in my trunk I heard a car
pull into the space behind me.  A door opened and I heard a bunch of
chatter from some men.  I turned and two of them were approaching me from
each side.  Before I could think they each grabbed an arm.  Another guy
reached up and wrapped some tape over my mouth and one guy handcuffed my
hands behind my back.  Then they picked me up, hands all over me, and
tossed me into their opened trunk.  One guy wrapped a strap around my legs
and tied it to an anchor in the trunk.  Then they shut the lid.  I heard
voices and then my car starting up,.  Then this one started and we drove
off.  It all happened so fast I hardly had time to think.  They didn't look
familiar.  I had been kidnapped and was lying in the trunk of their car. 
They were taking my car too.  I wouldn't be missed anywhere until Sunday
and I had cut off Roger and Dawn.  I was worried now.  What sort of guys
were these?  I could get killed or something.  I was getting more
frightened as the car rolled on, making turns and stopping at
intersections.  I could hear a bunch in the front laughing and joking.  I
thought of a gang bang and of how I had thought about that last night at
the club, with all those trucker types.  Then I remembered the car
following me home and of Hard4U on the E-mail.  And of Dawn's threats. 
Could this be a set up conspired by Dawn?, Roger?, Both?   If they don't
hurt me I can please them so they will let me go, I thought.  I lay there,
thinking about feeling nude in my tiny bikini and oiled skin, bound in the
back of this automobile. 
The car finally rumbled to a stop.  I had been in the trunk for...an hour? 
Maybe more.  I started hearing some muffled conversations outside.  They
were discussing something about how they found me and they were laughing. 
Then the trunk opened.  A man reached down and put a black bag over my head
and cinched it closed around my neck.  I could see nothing, but could
breathe OK.  Then I felt hands on my waist and my legs and I was lifted out
of the car.  They placed me on my feet.  I was on gravel and the stones
hurt my feet.  Then it started.  Someone came up from behind me and reached
around to my front as several voices were making lewd remarks about my body
and others were laughing about my skimpy clothing.  Then the hand grabbed
my top and ripped it off of me.  I could feel the cold air against my
breasts.  Then someone put their mouth over my nipple and bit, hard. 
Laughter.  I pulled back, but into someone's waiting arms.  He grabbed my
bottoms and pushed me forward.  I fell into someone else's arms and the
bottoms were pulled off, down to the ankle bindings.  More laughter as I
was stood back up and another mouth came down on my nipple.  Sucking and
biting while another pair of hands found my crotch and ran a rough finger
along it, feeling the wetness.  There was laughter and remarks about my
readiness.  They then carted me into a building and I was dropped on a bed
of some sort.  A door was closed and I lay there.   I thought I was alone,
I could hear voices and laughter in the next room.  A woman's voice could
be heard.  She was moaning a little and bellowing mild screams, like
someone having sex, of course.  Then I sensed someone staring at me.  I
heard  a couple footsteps on the floor.  Then a hand moved up my leg and
along my chest.  Gentle, but deliberate.  It lightly pulled on my nipples
as the other hand worked on my bindings.  The handcuffs were removed and
reattached to the bed post and the hood removed from my head.  I saw a man
standing next to the bed.  He was still running his hands over my body.  He
removed the tape from my mouth.  I began to speak and he immediately jammed
a finger into my mouth, holding my face "Uh UH UH,  no you don't."  "Not a
word or things can get very unpleasant, understand?"   I nodded my head and
looked at him.  He looked familiar.  Where had I seen him?  I thought...in
the crowd at the Leopard?  At the Deja Vu?  At the beach?  Then it hit me! 
Damn, it is that fucking Dawn.  This was one of the guys that examined me
in her basement.  She had me kidnapped for not replying to her demands.  By
this time he was running his finger into my pussy.   I offered no
resistance and spread my legs for him  a bit.  He said  "There now.  I can
see that we will have a good time together.'  My associates and I need a
little relief and you know how to give it.'  'I'd say that is a good
combination.'  "Cooperate and we'll bring you on up to a new level of
gratification."  "Screw around with us and we'll make you wish you hadn't."
 "Now I'm sure you understand now, don't you Tawny?"  I looked and nodded. 
"Now why don't you show me a little of your technique?"  I just looked. 
What did he mean?,  I was not far from his crotch.  A blow job?  I reached
toward his zipper and started pulling it down.  He smiled and stood in
front of me switching his hands to my shoulders.  I could still hear the
laughing in the next room and the moans of the other woman.  I figured this
guy must be the boss of the group.  I reasoned that if I pleased him, it
would go better for me.  I was glad he wanted a blow job.  I knew I could
do it right.  As I pulled down the zipper, unsnapped his jeans, and pulled
the waistband down, I saw his cock hanging, limp in front of me.  It  was
long, about 6 inches, and circumcised.  His balls hung loosely in their
sack.  His hair was thick and black.  I reached up to hold it and he
squeezed my shoulders a bit.  "Hold it baby, no hands, no hands at all.  I
want to see what you can do with that pretty mouth."  I let it go and
caught the tip with my tongue, scooping it between my lips.  He stayed limp
as I sucked it into my mouth.  I sucked hard and felt my cheeks implode
along the soft skin of his cock.  Still no growth.  I ran my tongue over
his head and along the underside while I sucked and pulled my mouth along
the sides of his shaft.  At last, I could feel it swell a bit.  He rewarded
my effort with a sucking sound through his teeth.  I kept up my sucking
until it finally swelled to fill my mouth.  Then I started pumping my mouth
up and down his shaft.  It continued to grow until it spilled out of my
mouth.  The head was enormous, I suppose the size of an egg and the shaft
that ran back from it was proportional.  Probably 10 to 11 inches.  He
began moaning a bit and humping his hips.  "Suck it you bitch, suck it
good." he would murmur, form time to time.  It was hard to get him up, but
now he was as hard as any cock I had ever felt.  I pressed my lips against
the shaft and it could have been plastic.  Only the warmth of the blood
flowing through his shaft told me it was real.  I raised my chin and
pressed down against his shaft, feeling it push into the back of my throat.
 I pushed and swallowed hard, feeling it slip down my throat.  I was
rewarded with a sigh and his thick bushy hair tickling my nose.  I was able
to deep throat this huge cock and that pleased both of us.   I pulled back
off and worked his head a bit, and then back over the shaft.  Up and down
the long shaft I pumped.  I felt his hands grip me more tightly and he
pumped his hips more.  I tickled his head with my tongue and began to taste
a steady ooze from his little slit.  He jerked a little and then groaned. 
I felt the first burst slide up the shaft and splatter into the back of my
mouth,  I almost choked, but the delay between spurts saved me.  I
swallowed and pulled back so my whole mouth could take in the next, larger
spurt of cum.   There was another and another and then a slow dribble as he
began to relax his grip on me and the cum subsided.  I swallowed all of it
and he pulled his cock out of me.  It was still ramrod stiff and bounced
upward as he stepped back.  He held it in his hand and ran the head over my
lips and along the side of my face.  He then slapped my cheek with it and
told me I had done a good job.  "You may very well get along OK here baby."
he leered,  as he stuffed his drooping cock back into his pants.  He turned
and walked out.  I was alone again.   How long was I going to be kept here?
 How many were there?  Was this a coincidence, or was Roger involved in
this?  Was this one of Dawn's deals?  My head swam with questions.  Thanks
to this last guy and the blowjob I gave, I didn't think I needed to be
scared anymore.  I was going to be doing a lot of fucking, but I thought
that if I put out, they would not hurt me.  The experience with Dawn was
more frightening.
I could still hear the other girl moaning and carrying on.  I wondered who
she was.  Probably another one of Dawn's misbehaving slaves, I thought to
myself...Well, she probably isn't as experienced as I am.  Nevertheless,
the noises from the next room convinced me that there may be some real
sadists among this bunch.  I didn't have to wait long to find out.   I lay
there, thinking about the situation, trying to figure what Dawn had in mind
for me.  Punishment?  The door opened again.  It was a big guy, about 6'3"
and a full beard.  He was slightly overweight and had tattoos on both arms.
 He had a mean look about him.  He wandered over to me, glaring at me and
unlocked my handcuffs.  "We wont need those now, will we my little fuck
slut!?"  He then slapped me with the back of his hand.  It hurt and I fell
back on the bed.  he then grabbed me hard by the hair and pulled  me close
to his face and said "Now, I expect you to fuck like you haven't fucked for
ages."  "I expect the very best from you and if I don't get it, I'll fuck
your little face up you little shit, you hear me!?"  I nodded and he took a
few steps back, unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants to the floor. 
He removed the rest of his clothes and started to play with his cock. He
was large and hairy.  he had tattoos all over his arms and chest.  His cock
was large; perhaps 7 to 8 inches.  " think you need to suck this, don't
you?" he said.  I went to him on my knees and began to give him head.  He
seemed pleased, but then pulled me off and held my hair.  he slapped me
again and screamed that I wasn't sucking good enough.  He pushed me back to
the bed and straddled my chest.  My arms were pinned under his legs and his
cock lay up between my tits.  He grabbed my nipples and pulled on them so
my tits enclosed his shaft, then the slid it forward to my lips.  "Now suck
you little whore.  Suck my cock!" His cock was sliding between my tits and
he was pinching my nipples mercilessly.  I had to bend my head toward my
chest to lock my lips around his cockhead and lick and suck as best I
could.  He rocked back and forth, in and out of my mouth with a ferocity I
rarely experience.  I heard the door open and close again behind him.   Two
men came around his back and they were taking their clothes off.  They made
jokes to the other about stealing the fresh meat.  The guy on me told them
they could have the lower half and the other guy complained about
repositioning.  The guy on me  pulled back and one of the others pulled my
arms so my head was over the edge of the bed, then the big guy with tattoos
proceeded to continue to run his cock up between my tits. One of the new
guys positioned himself over my head and pushed his cock between my lips as
my head drooped over the edge of the bed.  The third found my pussy and I
felt the head of his cock work it's way into me.  Three at a time now. 
They were all pretty coarse.  The guy was really humping into my pussy with
vigor.  My loins were getting stiff and I could feel an orgasm building. 
The guy in my mouth was fucking me lake the guy in my pussy.  In and out. 
In that position, my throat was wide open and he was forcing his cock deep
into my throat.  I sucked and swallowed to keep pace, but it was difficult.
 The tattoo guy kept humping my tits and pinching the nipples.  He was
going furiously until he began to stiffen and then I felt the hot liquid
run up between my tits and pool at my neck. He slid more easily along the
cum lubricated valley between my tits now and kept jerking as his cum
continued to dribble out on me.  The guy at my mouth also began to quicken
his pace as his cock became rock hard.   One spurt, then another and
another.   My mouth filled and some leaked out to drip up my cheek and into
my hairline since my head was upside down over the bed.   Just as he
finished, the third guy exploded into my pussy, filling my tummy with that
familiar warmth that comes from that maleness inside me.  The two new guys
withdrew, but the big guy was not yet finished.  He turned me over and
slapped my buttocks hard and screamed at me.  "OK you little bitch, lift
your tight little ass up for me now.  Two more slaps across my ass and I
could feel his semi hard and cum lubricated cock pressed against my
asshole.  He pushed it through the opening and began to slowly stroke in
and out as his cock hardened again.  He was fucking me hard in the ass now
and slapping me every few strokes.  "Yea, bitch, fuck my cock, take it in
your hot tight ass!", he bellowed out as he fucked me.  I reached up and
wiped the cum off of my face and then off my neck, where it had dripped
down.  I could feel it ooze out of my pussy and down my legs.  He kept
fucking. The door opened and another new face appeared,  This was another
pretty boy.  A dark skinned man with a deep tan and rippled muscles.  He
was naked already, this one was, and he came directly to my face and got
down to business.  With out a word he picked up his half hard cock and put
it to my lips.   I opened and took him in.  He was another large one. 
Probably 9 inches or more.   Not so large in diameter, but very stiff
again.  He held my head gently and helped himself to my tongue and mouth,
fucking me steadily in the front while "tattoos" fucked me from behind. . 
Soon tattoos stiffened and squirted a little jism in my ass and fell out,
exhausted.  He slapped my ass one more time and told me I was a sorry fuck,
but I would get another chance later.  The guy in my mouth maneuvered me on
to my back and gave it to me like the other guy had, in my face while I was
on my back, leaning off the bed.  He pulled and pinched my breasts while he
humped into my mouth and reached into my pussy to tickle my clit.   I came
as his fingers skillfully manipulated my clit and the sensation of his huge
cock in my mouth overcame me.  Then I felt another cock pressing my pussy. 
It was the first guy, the gentle one with the huge cock.  I guess there
were six in all then.  He proceeded to fuck my sopping pussy.  I guess I
had been doing this for several hours now.  There was no window, so I
didn't know if it was night or day.  It was hot in there.  I was dripping
sweat and the men on me were dripping as well.  The sweat mixed with the
dry cum on me, giving my skin a slick, slippery sheen.  They came too ,
mixing their juices with the others.  The guy in my mouth broke all the
records when he came.  He must have been on steroids.  His cum was thick
and in volume.  I counted six spasms, each as large as the other.  I had to
swallow hard each time. He was a male machine, a sinewy lump of muscle and
cum.  He turned me on.  I was hoping he would fuck me straight up.  I was
certain I would get the chance.  Then the nice guy shot his load into my
pussy and proceeded to withdraw, finishing up by slapping his hardness
against my clit a few times.  
I had been asleep for some time.  I awoke to some noise in the room and
noticed two of the guys sitting across from the bed watching a third guy
fucking the other girl doggie style while they ate some donuts and drank
coffee.  One of them turned around and saw me looking.  He pointed at me
and wiggled his finger to come to him.  I got off the bed and approached
him and he slipped the finger into my pussy, pulling me closer to him that
way.  I felt completely at the mercy of these men.  He leered at me and
told me I needed to help my friend, who he identified as Denise.  "Get down
under and suck on her you little twat."   I maneuvered myself under her and
saw her nipples hanging in my face.  I licked one lightly and slid further
under.  Her pussy was full of cock and the juices were collected all over
her lips surrounding her clit.  I didn't like it, but I slipped my tongue
into her slit and found her clit.  I licked and flicked at it and I felt
her twitch at my assault.  His balls were swinging into my forehead and my
nose was covered with her and her previous partner's juices.  I was not
comfortable with this, and neither was she.  I felt her mouth close onto my
pussy and from the feel, it was being pushed there by someone.  I reached
up and lightly stroked her nipples to send a gentle message.  She moaned a
little and sucked on my clit.  I was getting aroused by it, then the guy in
her pulled his cock out and squirted his cum all over my face and along her
slit.  I could hear him slap her on the ass cheek and told her to get up. 
I also stood, the cum dripping down my face.  The "nice" fella came into
the room and laughing, told us both to hop in the shower, motioning to the
bathroom.  We quickly complied before he could change his mind. 
The water felt wonderful as it washed away the sweat, dried and fresh cum, 
and the tension.  I tried to talk to the other girl, but she would not
answer.  I wondered what was up with her.  She seemed to be terrified.  I
wasn't anymore.  I guess I had just come to realize I was a sex utensil for
men.  I was a submissive.  I enjoyed having my sexual life directed by
others.  There were different types of men.  Kind men, gentle men, rude men
and forceful men.  I was beginning to see that humans were, after all,
animals.  The human kingdom consisted of dominant males and submissive
females.  Time and civilization had changed much.  Women and men were equal
under the law and in the workplace, but in a primordial sense, males were
dominant and females submissive.  Sexually, humans were subconsciously in
that primordial stage and a real woman wanted a real man to dominate her. I
was merely reacting to my primordial senses.  The dominant men were often
the crudest types, but, like me, reacting to instinct.  When these types of
men came in contact with women like me a match was made and the sex flowed.
 I was the tool, they were the manipulators.  Together we interacted in a
primitive sexual way.  Male over female.  Why shouldn't I enjoy it? This
other girl never made that connection and she would probably suffer as a
result.  I was strong, primitive, woman!  I would not only survive, but
flourish.  I was given the gifts to attract these males and I should be
happy for that,  I knew my role. 
"Tattoo" came in on me, interrupting my thoughts.  He grinned at me and
took the soap out of my hand.  He entered the shower stall and began to
laugh as he ran the bar over my body and search my body out.  I gave in to
him. moaning softly as he explored my breasts and my waist.  I could feel
his hard member against the cheek of my ass as the warm water tumbled over
me.  His hand slipped up between my breasts and his other arm locked onto
my waist.  His hard cockhead found my soap slicked crack and rested against
my asshole.  He was the most animalistic of the group.  He wanted me in the
rear again and pressed as he laughed.  "Cmon now you little slut, open for
it.  You know you need a good ass fucking don't you?" he said.  Then he
pinched my nipple hard and screamed, "DON'T YOU?"   I said yes and he
insisted I beg him.  I tried to relax and asked him several times to fuck
me. Fuck me in the ass.  He laughed again as he pressed harder.  I felt the
head pop in and then the shaft begin to slide in further, lubricated by the
soapy film on my body.  He held me tight and pressed until he was in and I
felt his hairy bush against my skin.  Then he pulled out, then in again and
out and he began humping me like a wild beast.  Grabbing my tits, squeezing
my waist and slamming his balls against my wet skin.  The noise attracted
others and soon  the other 5 were standing there, watching him ravage me in
the ass.  He finally tightened and thrust one more deep thrust into me,
shooting his load into my anus.  I felt the warm liquid in me and felt his
hardness subside as he dribbled out of my ass.  I felt used now and the
liquid oozed from my ass, mixing with the water and down the drain.   I
stared at the onlookers, who were joking among themselves.  One told me
time to join the party again, so I stepped out and into their groping hands
again.  All the attention was on me now and they seemed to be all charged
up for some more fun.   I was not full of energy anymore and began to think
of ways out of this.  But I wasn't given much time to think.   I was
dragged to the bed again.  The  pretty boy with the big cock held me around
the waist and pulled me down on his lap.. He held his cock straight up and
maneuvered my ass over his cockhead.  I felt a coldness as he contacted me.
 His cock was slick with a lubricant.  Without  much effort, I felt the
head slip through my entrance and he pulled me down slowly onto his very
large cock.  I could feel him fill my hole and he pulled back on me.  One
of the others approached me and offered me his cock.  I began to suck and
he became hard.  he then withdrew and pushed my shoulders back. I fell back
on the man in my ass and I knew I was about to get a double penetration. 
The guy to my front lined his hard cock up and watched my face as he slid
the rounded cockhead through my slit and began to pump in and out in
ever-deepening thrusts.  I could feel both cocks inside me, almost touching
and filling my lower body with cock.  Then Mr. nice guy came round the bed
and held his cock out for my mouth.  I began to suck, as I had before and
he smiled as I felt his cock slide in and out of my mouth.  This went on
for a while.  I was saturated with cock at this point.  They all came in
me, almost as a group.  I could tell they were wearing out though.  The
quantities of cum were slipping off and they were less enthusiastic, almost
bored.  They all left me alone for a while.  As one left the room, I could
see it was dark out....Let me see, Saturday night now.  Maybe the end was
near.  I just wished the muscular guy with the big cock would fuck me one
more time.  he was still the biggest turn-on and in the ass was not what I
preferred. 
As I guessed, I got my wish.  I was awoken from my sleep by a hand moving
over my body.  It was him. I awoke and he motioned me to be quiet, then he
held me tight and pushed my hands up over my head.  He tied a wrist to each
bed post and then tied a leg to each foot rail.  I was stretched out
helpless in front of him. I looked at him and began to ooze lubricant in my
 crotch.  He was animal - he was man. He was going to take me and fuck me
hard, like he wanted to, and I was ready for it. . And that's what he did. 
He mounted me, like a dog mounting a bitch in heat.  His large cock entered
my pussy and he began to pump. He was doing a pushup over me and his
muscles glistened and beaded with sweat as he pumped his cock deep into me
in long strokes and violent thrusts deep into my loins.  My head waved back
and forth and I moaned with pleasure as he looked sternly into my face and
pumped his mighty hips.  I was being fucked, really fucked by this big lump
of sinew and man juice.  His balls slapped against my crotch and I could
hear wet, sucking sounds from his big cock slurping in and out of my
sopping pussy.  It didn't take long enough.  An orgasm gripped my body and
I tightened against my restraints as my body convulsed.  I felt the sweat
ooze from my pores as it swept over me.  He did not even change his pace. 
He lowered his body some and ran his forearms under my shoulders.  His
body, sweaty and slick, ran across mine.  His skin rubbing across my hard
erect nipples as he continued to ram his rod into my pussy.  I almost
passed out from the orgasm, and then began to feel a second grow as his
thrusts continued, long, hard, fast, hard!.  He was fucking me hard and
continuously for , how long? Ten minutes, Twenty? More?  Finally I sensed
his tempo change.  His body tightened.  His face distorted,  he groaned as
his cock let loose a stream of hot semen deep into my belly.  He shoved it
all the way in and shook as his orgasm seized his body and mine seized
mine.  We moaned and gasped in unison and he collapsed on me.  We lay there
several moments without speaking, without moving.   He got off of me after
a while and sat next to me.  He placed a hand on my breast and lightly
pinched my nipple.  "You are an excellent fuck  bitch."  "We will put you
back soon, but I can tell you need more of me, don't you?"  I looked at him
and nodded.  "Speak up bitch", "Tell me"   I verbalized it. "Yes, I need
more of you."  I replied.  He glared at me.  "Yes, as I thought, you are a
fuck machine and I am the tool."  "You will feel my cock again."  He arose
and left. I was allowed to shower, then I was hooded and put back in the
car.  We drove for a long time and we stopped. I was led out on the street
and pushed into another car.  I was unhooded and I saw I  was in my own
car, and it was dark.  "Your home is straight ahead here." That was all the
"nice guy" said.  I drove away, collecting my thoughts.  I had fucked more
in the last day or so than I had in most years of my life.  Some was not
enjoyable, but most was,  I knew now that I was addicted to sex, but
preferred to choose my partners. One of my preferences had taken me this
afternoon, the pretty boy with the big cock and the animal instincts. 
I was back in time for work.  Roger understood that I had a limit with
interfering with my normal work life.  He always knew exactly what I would
do.  I was a little whore and he knew how to train someone like me. Well,
my big problem now was getting into my apartment nude without being seen. 
It was 9PM and I was almost late for work. 

Part X:  With This Collar.....

I cannot explain now the way I felt after being totally controlled and
fucked by a group of men for a weekend.  It was total immersion in sex and
I had actually enjoyed it.  No, not all of it was fun, but I was never
really scared.  I knew Roger was connected to this and he would not let
anything happen to me.  Nonetheless, I just was not ready for some of the
things that were done to me and I didn't feel comfortable fucking
strangers....but then there was that sex machine that had fucked me so good
before I left.  I wanted more of him and I had an inner feeling that I
would have to pay something to get some more of him.  He was pure sex.  So
was Roger, but this guy didn't even have a name.  He just stared deep into
my eyes and fucked; like I imagined an animal might fuck.  Heartless, and
with no other purpose but to cum in my belly and fill me with his juices. 
The thought of him made my lips spread and my vagina moisten.  The memory
of his cold eyes and his hard cock fucking me kept wandering through my
mind.  
The sound of a clock sounding brought me to.  I was in the shower and the
warm water coursed over my shoulders and down my chest, running in rivulets
between my swollen breasts.  My finger was up my vagina and the rubbing on
my clit was arousing, despite the soreness of my overused pussy.  Jesus! it
was a quarter to 10 and I was supposed to be at The Leopard  at 10.  The
Leopard was one of the best strip joints in town and I had been waiting
almost a year to get in.  Then last week I got a call from the manager and
I was in.  Now that I think of it, I wonder if Roger had anything to do
with it.  His friend had seen me at the DejaVu a couple weeks back when I
was filling in for another girl.    Well, it didn't really matter now.  I
grabbed a towel and ran it over my body,  grabbed my outfit bag, threw on a
T and some cutoffs and ran out the door.   On the way, my mind drifted to
that guy again.  I guess I should give him a name.....hmmmmm,  Rod? 
Hunk?....Rod, yes that would be fine...I though of Rod, fucking me, staring
at me and pushing his big cock into my slit, watching his shaft slide in
and out of me while he manhandled my tits and dug his strong hands into my
hips and my ass.   I recovered from that thought as I screeched into the
Leopard parking lot about 5 minutes late.   When I got inside I quickly got
to a dressing table and stripped in front of a mirror.  There were four or
five other girls in the dressing room chatting about this and that and I
had a light conversation with a couple.  I noticed a narrow window behind
me and could see several faces staring into the dressing room.  What a cute
touch, one of the girls told me they allowed customers to "peek",. for a
price of course.  I felt just a little bit more naked knowing there were
several sets of eyes on me.  I looked at myself in the mirror and liked
what I saw.  My tits were full and uplift.  My tan accentuated the
curvature of my breasts and made my dark nipples stand out against the
white flesh surrounding them.  A sprinkle of freckles on my chest drew
attention to the deep cleavage.  My tight stomach and the light cut of my
arm and leg muscles gave my body the healthy look I liked and my round,
tanned buttocks were tight and smooth.  I would be one of the best lookers
on the runway tonight and I would like it.  Not just for the tips that
would roll in, but because I liked the feeling that comes with being
wanted, of being an object of sex.  I was confident that I was a pleaser
and any man would like what he got, if he could just get me.  I slid a
black G up over my clean pussy,  feeling the string slid up through the
crack of my ass and the elastic band bite into my hip.  I pulled the
matching triangles of cloth over my head and adjusted them over my nipples,
feeling the elastic cut into my midriff.  I slipped on a tight halter, tied
in the front so my tits would pour out the top and my nipples would swell
through the material.   Then I stepped into my short cutoffs, ready for my
first performance.  I went through the door, down a short hallway and was
behind the curtain as the last act was ending.  The stage manager was
standing there, it was a black woman, tall, with powerful muscles.  She
turned to me and reached back for my ass and pulled me close to her.  She
couldn't help but see the shock on my face....it was Dawn!  She held me
close to her and put her face close to mine and snarled .."You're a little
late baby.' 'I don't like it when one of my girls is late.'  'You're gonna
have to pay me for that a little later, now aren't you honey?"  I wasn't
sure what to say.  Was it Roger who got me this job, or Dawn, or both? 
"Yes Mistress", blurted out of my mouth.  My heart raced as I considered
the possibility of her tying me and using me again.  She was cruel and I
just didn't think she liked me.  She patted my ass lightly and told me to
do well tonight and she would consider "going easy" on me.  I wasn't sure
what she meant, but as I stepped out into the bright lights, I put it
behind me.  There was a sea of horny man stuff to please in front of me.  
The music was hot, the lights were hot and I was getting hot as I let the
music swing my body as I moved up and down the runway.  There were a couple
of cute guys in the front row at the end of the runway.  Perfect!  I
crouched down and reached out the end of my halter knot.  The guy took it
and I could feel my breasts bounce up against the thin material of my
bikini top as the knot released.  I could see the eyes droop to my chest as
I turned away and let him pull the halter off my shoulders.  I made my way
back up the ramp and bent at the waist as I slid the tight jeans down over
my smooth tanned buttocks.  Peeking between my legs, I could see the crowd
stare at my round ass.  Each of them wanting to mount me from behind, each
wanting to release their seed in me.  Standing, I went back down the ramp,
watching them as they stared in desperation to see the little knobs that
were pressing through the thin fabric covering my nipples.  They didn't
need to wait long,  I stripped those last little covers off and felt the
cooling breeze from the stage fan blow across my nakedness as I wheeled and
bounced on the stage.  Grabbing the pole and running my crotch along its
cold surface, feeling it's hardness between my breasts.  Watching the eyes
stare,, the mouths water.  I wanted to fuck them all, one after another.  I
was such a slut , such a whore.   I loved it!
As I slipped back into the dressing room, Dawn was there, waiting for me. 
"Good job up there you little bitch."  I wasn't sure how to respond to
that.  I knew I did well, I was into it.  They could sense my womanhood, I
could feel my crotch, swollen and wet.  Dawn sensed it too.  "Come here
baby."  She motioned me to the dressing table and reached out with a hand
and grabbed my nipple hard, pulling me to her and motioning me to sit on
the table.  She stood in front of me, forcing my knees apart. I couldn't
resist her for some reason.  Part was fear that she would release my past
to all my known friends and relatives, but most was a feeling inside that
she needed to be obeyed, that she was in charge of my sexuality.  I thought
of resisting, but my physical being immediately obeyed her every command. 
I looked at her as she slid her finger along my slit and pushed it in to
her first knuckle, wiggling a little and smiling.  "Like that, don't you
you little bitch."  She said as she squeezed on my nipple a little harder. 
Pain and pleasure, she was always pain and pleasure.  "Yes Mistress, it is
wonderful"   I replied, wondering if it was really my voice that spoke the
words.  "Good,  I think you'll do well here then'.  'Now I want you to go
entertain our guests in the audience and do a good job.'  'If I like your
work, I may let you suck on my pussy later on."   Then she walked out.  I
noticed a few eyes staring from the viewing slot.  I was naked, with my
pussy gaping open and wet.  I regained my composure, slipped on my cutoffs
and halter and went down to the waitress station.  Time to do the crowd.
I had never done lap dances before, although I had seen it a million times.
 The only thing that worried me was how to control myself.  I imagine the
men felt like exploding, not being able to touch, but I imagined I would
feel the same way.  I didn't have to wait long.  I didn't get ten feet into
the crowd before a $20 bill dragged across my stomach, the standard tip for
a lap dance.  He was a middle aged guy, kinda burly, with slightly smelly
breath.  I straddled his legs and  rubbed my ass on his lap as I rested my
arms on his shoulders and moved my cleavage in until I could feel his
breath on my chest.  He was getting tight, nervous and I could feel his
cock pushing against his trousers.  I felt another bill in my waist band,
so I stood up and took off my cutoffs.. I turned and sat on his lap,
feeling his hard cock bulge against my ass.  I took his hand and guided it
to my halter tie.  He grabbed my breast and I felt my tits begin to ache. 
But that was a no no, so I slapped his hand and pulled it away.  He yanked
on the tie and I felt my tits break free.  I turned around and put them up
to his face so he could see my firmness and gawk at my erect nipples.  He
was hot, and so was I.  I coulda fucked him, but not tonight, time to move
on.  I lapped five guys without having to serve a single drink.  Yep, I was
a hit.  I had been at work for about an hour and already had about $200.  I
could see that I was going to pick up over a thousand that night, and I was
loving it too.
It was nearly 4 AM by the time the club closed up.  The last of the
customers found their way out into the lonely pre-dawn dampness and I
packed up my things in the dressing room and headed for the door.  As I got
to my car I heard footsteps behind me.   It was Dawn again.  She was in her
leather outfit, Tight miniskirt.  Leather vest with a bare middle. Carrying
her little whip/dildo.  "You did good honey.", she said, as she stepped up
close.  "I can tell you like men, you know that?"  "I know you like women
too though." You just plain old like sex, any way it comes, because you're
a little fuck whore."    She said with a big smile..."And that's why I like
you so much."  I didn't know how to reply again...."Is there anything I can
do for you mistress?"  I blurted out, a bit nervously.  "Go home now my
little cunt.' Get yourself some sleep, then do a little surfing
tomorrow....I mean the Cyber type."   "And never, I mean never ever go for
more than 12 hours without checking your e-mail  again."  "This exercise
was just child's play.'  'If it happens again, I may have to get personally
involved in straightening your attitude out."  "Understand?"  she said, as
she ran her whip-dildo up my leg to my crotch while she looked menacingly
into my eyes.  "Yes mistress, I understand." I replied as I backed away and
got in my car.  "Oh, you owe me a red ass for taking your Ben Wa out before
I told you to.  I will take my punishment out on you soon little bitch." I
just looked at her, then shut the car door.   It took only a short time to
get home without traffic.  I entered my apartment to find I was not to be
left alone for the evening. 
There was a man sitting on my sofa, his back to me, his attention on the
television.  I approached him slowly, looking for signs of anyone else. 
The TV had an erotic movie playing.  Two men were having sex with a woman
and the music was playing that repetitive rock sound similar to most
x-movies. 
 I said "Who are you?" 
 For a reply, my visitor arose.  It was Roger.  "Hey Tawny!" "I haven't
seen you for a few days, so I thought I'd stop in."  "Working hard?"  He
asked.
I replied, "Yes, I just started a new club....."  He cut me off .....
"I know everything about you Tawny."  'More than you know I know." 
"Oh do you now?", I said, somewhat teasingly
His look got stern. "Yes, I do"  "For example, I know you have been
dreaming of a certain man fucking you with his big cock., haven't you
Tawny?"
My mind raced, How could he know what I was thinking?  I had just been
thinking of "Rod" as I came up to the door.  "No  No I haven't" I lied.  
"What do you think I am anyway?"  I almost wished I could reach out and
bring those words back.
"Tawny, don't lie to me." "You are my little fuck slave, that's what,
Tawny."  "I Think you need to have me tell you how, where and when to fuck
and suck and please anyone I think you need to please."  "I think you need
to address me as Sir at all times Tawny" "Now, come here"  "Come Close to
me"   I approached him and he placed his hand on my breast, sliding his
fingers along the edge of my halter and to the tie in front.  He pulled and
my breasts fell out to his touch.  He tightly pinched my nipple in his
fingers and squeezed one, good and hard.  My breast swelled to the touch
revealing my inner lust.  "Now tell me about what you think about Tawny,
this time the truth."   
"I, I think about one of the men who used me over the weekend." "One with a
cold stare and a large cock."  "I keep seeing his stare and his cock
sliding in and out of me."  
"In and out of you....Sir"   His hand moved to my nipple and pulled hard.
"In and out of your what Tawny?"  "Your cunt, isn't that what you mean
Tawny?"  "If that's what you mean, say it."  He said, as he pinched  my
other nipple hard.  My breasts reacted again, swelling, getting hot, my
nipples hardening.  He could see it.  "You are a horny little cunt Tawny, I
could see that from the beginning."  "You just like the fuck, don't you?"
"You are a woman made to be fucked." "And I'm the man to see to it you get
what you need."  "Now, what is it you were thinking about?"
I felt helpless in front of Roger.  He knew exactly what I was thinking. 
"I was thinking of a man with a big cock fucking me in the cunt Sir."
"Better, my little cock sucker."  "Come here and take my cock now."  He
placed his hand on my head and guided me to his crotch.  I unsnapped him
and lowered his shorts as his half-hard cock fell out of his pants and
danced in front of my lips.  I opened my mouth and began to suck him,
feeling his cock grow in my mouth and fill my cavity with warm throbbing
manhood.  He held my head firmly and thrust his hard cock in and out of my
mouth, forcing it down my throat, withdrawing and thrusting, in and out, in
and out.  He kept thrusting hard and holding my head hard.  His legs tensed
and I could sense his orgasm forming after her kept thrusting into me for 5
- 10 minutes, who knows.   "Good little whore." "Suck it you little bitch."
 "Suck my cock baby, suck it good, suck down all that nice cum I've got for
you my little slut."  He was turning me on madly with his dirty talk and
the vigor of his thrusts, the hardness of his cock, his authoritarian way. 
I was Roger's sex toy and his cum was mine always.  His thrusts became
erratic and he began to jerk uncontrollably as his sperm began to cascade
into my throat.  I swallowed and swallowed, but good old Roger kept pumping
and cumming in my mouth.  Sperm dribbled down my chin and onto my chest
between my breasts.  Roger pushed me back onto the edge of the sofa and
squeezed my tits together around his shaft.  He began to stroke in and out
of my cum soaked breasts and run his long cock up over my slick chin.  I
opened for him and he thrust his head into my mouth at the end of each
thrust.  He grabbed my breasts roughly and continued to fuck them with long
strokes. His face grimaced as he hard fucked my tits .  After some time he
became stiff again and grunted as another orgasm pumped sperm through his
cock and out onto my chest and onto my chin, lips, in my mouth, up over my
cheek and into my left eye.  His cum squirted all over my face as I
struggled to open wide and catch it all in my mouth.  Then he grabbed me
tight by the neck and  turned me around.  He reached around to my face,
wiped it with his hand and ran his fingers into my mouth.  "Suck my cum
off, bitch, suck it all off." He leered as he ran his fingers over my cum
soaked face and into my sucking mouth.  Then he began to fuck me from
behind, holding me tight around the throat and fucking me with long hard
strokes.  His cock felt wonderful in my cunt.  It was still hard and I
could feel the long 8 inches on his mushroom topped head slide in and out,
pulling my wetness out with it and wetting my inner legs.  I absolutely
could not move and he would alternately squeeze until I could not breathe
and then let me go, so he could hear my gasps in between my pants as my
orgasm rose within me.  I was about to explode when he suddenly stopped.  
He stood me up and pushed me back against the wall, holding me there with
his strong arm.  "Tawny, you like me to fuck you don't you."   
"Yes I do, Sir." I said, wondering what was going to happen next.  Roger
reached down to the table and pulled up a big black dog collar.  "A bitch
needs a collar, doesn't she?"  He said, as he slipped it around my neck and
tightened it almost to the point of choking. "This you will wear always
while in my house, or here.  Everywhere except public places, unless I tell
you to."  "You understand that, right?"  
"Yes Sir, I understand."   He then grabbed the ring on the collar and led
me over to my bed.  He lay me on it, on my back and ran a chain through the
ring and up to each bed stead.  He fastened the chains to the bed,
immobilizing my upper torso.  Then he strapped each leg to a bed leg, so I
was stretched out on the bed, save for my arms.  My pussy was completely
exposed and he stuffed two pillows under my ass to elevate my pussy more. 
Then he got out his cellular phone and dialed.  A few muffled words, then
he went to the door.  There was a knock and the door opened and closed. 
Roger came back in, looked at me and smiled, then reached down and picked
up a video camera out of his bag.  "Smile my little cunt."  "I just know
you're gonna like this picture."  I looked at the video camera and got
nervous.  I didn't want myself on film for god's sake.  Then my attention
was distracted to another form at the doorway.  It was a man, completely
naked.  It was Rod............
I can't explain the feelings that rushed over me as I saw him.  His cock,
huge, half hard, hanging there.  The cold stare in his face.  He moved his
hand down to his cock and began to stroke it.  It grew, it grew huge.  10,
maybe 12 inches, hard, thick, pulsing, the head looking like a ripe plumb. 
The slit open, the precum dripping.  His muscles rippling, his chest
bulging, hairy.  He approached me like an animal might.  Looking at me.  As
he kneeled on the bed Roger adjusted the camera and the lights came on
bright and hot on my body.  The camera blinked as it recorded the scene on
videotape for an unknown audience.  Rod half smiled down at me as he aimed
his meat at my pussy and ran the head up and down my slit, wetting it and
his head.  His precum mixed with my own juices to make a slippery film on
my smooth pussy.  He aimed and popped his head in an inch, rocking back and
forth, fucking me with an inch of his cock.  My senses reeled as I saw
Roger zooming in on my cunt, the big cock in it, the heat of the lights,
the orgasm already growing in me.  Rod held my thighs hard inn his iron
grasp.  I kept my arms back over my head and looked at  Rod's face as he
stared at me menacingly.  He was on his knees and his cock was bent down to
intercept my cunt.  Two inches sliding in now.  He was making me crazy.  My
pussy convulsed and my body stiffened as an orgasm washed over me.  Rod
just fucked and held me.  Three inches now.  His pace increased to a steady
70 thrusts a minute.  His cock very hard and his arms tight.  Sweat began
to form on his forehead and my body was soaked as he forced 4 inches into
my wet cunt.  He fucked me and fucked me.  I had another orgasm.  The
camera blinked, The cock went in another inch, the pace remained steady. 
Six inches now, like a "normal" human fucking me.  But Rod was no normal
human.  He grunted and reached up to pin my arms over my head, then he
thrust his legs out from under him and assumed a pushup position over me. 
He stared at me coldly as he pushed the rest of his powerful cock into my
cunt.  I felt his hair press against my smooth lips as my orgasm squeezed
his shaft in its tight sheath.  He pulled his cock out to one inch, then
pushed it in.  Out, in, out, in.  He built up the pace to 10, 20, 30, 40
strokes a minute.  All the way out, all the way in, over and over.  Another
orgasm.  I had to scream that time.  How many was it, five?  This animal
fucked me like I never thought possible.  He fucked, stroked, sweat, rammed
my cunt over and over.  I could not move, I just moaned as he fucked me
like a machine. Roger, I lost him in the haze, no there he was, still
filming.  Rod's body tightened.  His muscles bulged, he pinned my arms so
tight I was afraid he would break them.  He groaned loudly and his cock
stiffened as he rammed hard into me.  The cum filled my cunt and squirted
out along the shaft and out on my cunt lips.  He pulled out a little then
rammed back in. A groan and another rush of hot jism deep inside me.   I
had another orgasm, I got faint, then I must have passed out.
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tawny6@hotmail.com

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