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Note:  I've gotten tons of mail from folks looking for more chapters.
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Warning: The following file contains adult material.  If you are
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events and characters depicted in this material are fiction.  Any
parallels to people living or dead is purely coincidental.


The Humiliation of Jane
-by anonymous (additions by other authors)

Part One
Jane was going to make something of herself.
At age 24, she was determined to get through law school and become a
corporate lawyer.  Nothing else matter to her.  Other people were merely
puppets that existed only to help her reach her goal.  Her beauty was
merely a tool that she used to get others, especially men, to do her
bidding.
Unfortunately for Jane, the tables were just about to turn on her.
Jane was like a hellcat around the law school library.  She would make
impossible demands on the library staff, and treated them all with
contempt.  After six months of this treatment, the staff was ready to
strike back with vengeance.
"Where are the books that I asked to be put aside for me?" screamed
Jane.  "You people are all morons, how will I pass my exam if I don’t
have my books?"
A young man who was the subject of her barrage remained calm though her
tirade.  Tom was used to her tantrums.  But today, it seemed like he was
almost trying to upset her by not putting out her books.
"I have your books set aside in a special study carol," said Tom.  "I
did not want anyone else getting their hands on your books.  Come with
me, and I’ll show you where they are."
"Let’s just hurry up with this," said Jane.  "I’ve got hours of studying
yet to do tonight."
Tom led Jane into a small room in the back of the library.  On the desk
sat the books that she had requested.
"I think you’ll find that this is a much more conducive place for
studying," said Tom.  "You won’t have as many distractions here."
"I don’t know why you didn’t just tell me the books were here in the
first place," said Jane.  "Now just get the hell out of here.  How do
you expect me to study with you distracting me like this?"
"Sorry Ma’am," said Tom as he shut the carol door.
Tom left the room and went into the adjacent utility room.  From that
room, he could see Jane through the vent.  He took out a small vial from
his shirt, and then reached under the boiler to pull out an oxygen
mask.   He then smashed the bottle on the side of the wall next to the
vent.  Upon contact with air, the contents of the bottle turned into
smoke which seeped through the vent into the carol where Jane was
studying.
"What the fuck?" said Jane as she noticed the smoke coming through the
vent.  It was the last thing she said however, as the fumes quickly
overcame her and she passed out.
When Jane awoke, it was several hours later.  As she looked up from her
daze, she saw Tom.
"Wake up little Janey," said Tom.  "You seem to have dozed off.  The
library’s been closed for over an hour."
"Dozed off?" said Jane.  "There was some sort of smoke in here!  I’m
gonna sue the pants off of you and the whole library staff!"
"I don’t think you’ll be suing me, or anyone else for that matter,
Janey," said Tom.  "That was no ordinary smoke.  It was a powerful drug
that zapped that part of your brain that you might call your ‘free
will.’ From now on you will be at the mercy of anyone and everyone
here.  You will do anything that they ask you to do, no matter how
humiliating.  Otherwise, you will remain your usual disagreeable self."
"What the hell are you talking about?" said Jane.  "I might feel a
little groggy, but I’m in full command of my abilities.  I am going to
report you to the Chief Librarian!"
"I see that I’m going to have to demonstrate the full effects of this
drug," said Tom.  "Stand up!"
Despite not wanted to follow Tom’s orders, Jane stood up.
"I was just about to get up and leave anyway," said Jane, trying to hide
the fact that she couldn’t resist Tom’s request.
"Oh, you will be leaving here soon," said Tom, "but probably not the way
that you anticipate.  Take off your clothes, Jane."
"What?!  I’ll have you up on charges!" said Jane.  "The very idea of
even suggesting that will land you in jail mister!"
As she spoke, she started to unbutton her blouse.
"If you think for one second that I’m going to fall for your story,
you’re crazy!" said Jane as she removed her blouse and let her skirt
fall to her feet.
"You knock me out, and then try to convince me that I’m no longer in
control of myself.  What a laugh!" said Jane as she undid her bra and
let her breasts spring into view.
"There’s as much chance of me taking off my clothes for you as there is
me romping naked through campus," said Jane as she slid off her panties,
leaving her totally naked.
"I guess your mind doesn’t know what your body is doing," said Tom.
"Nice pair of tits you have there Janey."
"How the hell would you know?" said Jane.
At that point, Jane looked down in horror and discovered her nakedness.
"Oh my god, what have you done to me?!" said Jane as she tried to cover
herself from Tom’s intent gaze.
"Me?  I haven’t done anything," said Tom.  "You took your clothes off
all by yourself.  Put your arms to your sides and stop trying to cover
up like that.  In fact, why don’t you turn around and model a bit for
me."
"You bastard!" shouted Jane as she slowly turned around to give Tom a
better view of her body.  "Why am I doing this?"
"You do seem a bit more open to suggestions than usual," laughed Tom.
"Let’s go into the main part of the library..  there’s some people there
waiting to see you."
"What do you mean, you pervert?" said Jane, as she followed Tom out of
the carol and into the main section of the library where about ten
people were sitting their awaiting her arrival.
As Jane came into view, she was greeted by the hoots, hollers, and
whistles of the men and women there.
"It worked!" said Sam, another member of the library staff.  "I can’t
believe that that stuff really worked!"
"I’ll have you all fired!" screamed Jane.  "Wait until the head
librarian finds out about this!"
"But I already know, my dear," said Sarah, the head of the law school
library.  "I’ve been fed up with your tantrums for some time.  We sort
of hatched this plot together.  A friend of mine is trying to develop a
drug that will help people to get more out of psychotherapy.  The only
problem with the drug seems to be a permanent side effect if large doses
are administered.  If the dosage is large enough, the drug actually
permanently destroys the part of the brain that controls one’s free
will.  Everything else remains the same, the person’s personality and
mind are left intact, yet they are very susceptible to doing whatever
ANYONE asks of them.  If my friend is correct, you are now at the mercy
of everyone and anyone that asks you to do something.  Let’s test it
out...  Why don’t you put on a little show for us?  I want you to play
with yourself in front of us."
"This is all a bunch of nonsense!" said Jane, as her hand gravitated
towards her pubic area.  "You can’t get away with this!"
"Ah, but what are we getting away with, Janey darling?" said Sarah.  "We
haven’t laid a hand on you, you’re bringing all this on to yourself.
Why don’t you lie down on this table and spread your legs so everyone
can watch as you rub your little clit?"
"My god!  This is SOOO humiliating," sobbed Jane.  "Please don’t make me
do this in front of all these people."
"You didn’t seem to mind humiliating my staff with your demands," said
Sarah.  "Why don’t you cum for us now?"
Jane started rubbing her clit faster and faster with one hand, and
squeezed her breasts with her other hand.
"No, no..  let me stop..  I’m cumming!  Please, please, no more," said
Jane as her body began going into the convulsions from her orgasm.  "You
bastards!  You’ll live to regret doing this to me!"
"Like you regret treating everyone here like scum?" asked Sarah.
"Alright, you can stop now, I have some other things I want to try out
anyway."
"Other things?!" cried Jane.  "No, please, I’m sorry I treated all of
you like I did.  I’ll be nicer in the future."
"A little late for that Janey," said Sarah.  "There isn’t an antidote to
the drug you’ve ingested.  I’m afraid that we couldn’t change what
you’ve become even if we wanted to.  Anyone else want to plant a
suggestion in Jane’s mind?"
"I have an idea," said Sam.  "I think you need a change in diet.  From
now on, you will be addicted to sperm.  You will live for the taste of
cum.  They always say the best time to start a new diet is now.  Why
don’t you sample some jism from my cock, Janey?"
With tears rushing down her face, Jane went over to Sam and undid his
zipper and pulled out his cock.  She took it in her mouth and started
sucking it, intent on getting from him the nectar she was now addicted
to.
"Take your time, and watch those damn teeth," said Sam.  "Otherwise,
we’ll turn you into a whore and make you screw the whole damn school."
"Please..  please cum for me..  I need to have your sperm," said Jane.
"This feels worse than an addiction to heroin."
"OK, Janey, here it comes," said Sam as he squirted streams of cum into
her mouth.
Then, she rushed over to lick up a splotch of sperm that had missed her
mouth and landed on the library floor.
"Tasted good, eh?" laughed Sam.  "Well, if you’re nice to me, you can
come to me for a fix anytime."
"Well little girl, I guess we’ve had enough fun for one night," said
Sarah.  "But before you leave, I want to give you a little present that
I had made for you.  From now on, you’ll wear it every day."
Sarah laughed as she held up a T-shirt that had, "Your wish is my
command.." written across the front.
"Put on your new T-shirt and your skirt and go on home," said Sarah.  "I
hope you get used to your new lifestyle soon."
"I said your T-shirt and skirt!" said Sarah as Jane started to don her
panties.  "Leave the rest of your clothing here."
"I’ll figure out some way of beating this stuff," said Jane.  "And when
I do, watch out...  I’ll get even with all of you."
"We shall see, my dear.  We shall see," laughed Sarah.
Part Two
Jane woke up the next morning and thought that the horrors of the night
before were all just a bad dream.
"Must have been that pepperoni pizza I had for dinner," thought Jane.
"I’ve got to watch what I eat a bit more."
While Jane showered she thought back and what she thought was a very
vivid dream.
"Gee, just thinking about that dream has must be getting me horny,"
thought Jane.  "I have an urge to suck some poor guy’s cock dry."
Jane left the shower and began to don her clothes.  She recoiled in
shock when she looked in the mirror and saw the words written backwards
in her reflection, "You wish is my command..."
"Oh my god!" thought Jane.  "Maybe it wasn’t a dream after all.  I KNOW
I didn’t have a shirt like this before.  I’m really confused about all
this.  Maybe the assholes in the library drugged me last night, but
there’s no way that it could have done any permanent damage to my
brain.  I feel just fine.  Those bastards are going to pay for what they
did to me!"
Jane left her room, intent on reporting the events of the night before
to the dean.  She walked across campus and stormed into the dean’s
office.
"Can I help you young lady?" said the middle-aged secretary.
"Where is the dean?" said Jane.  "I was drugged and attacked by the
library staff last night."
"Oh dear," said the secretary.  "That’s terrible..  I can’t imagine any
of the library employees doing anything like that.  I’ll see if the dean
will see you."
The secretary buzzed the dean and relayed Jane’s message to him.
"He will see you now," said the secretary.  "Just go in through that
door."
Jane entered the Dean’s office and said, "Dean Johnson, I was drugged
and sexually assaulted by the entire library staff last night!"
The dean looked skeptically at Jane and said, "That seems a bit hard to
believe, Miss.  How exactly did they ‘drug’ you, and what did they do to
you?"
Jane proceeded to recount the events of the night before to the dean.
"So, according to what they told you last night, you are now addicted to
sperm, and you no longer have to will to control your own actions?"
asked the dean.
"Yes, but I think they just drugged me with something that affected my
judgment last night.  I’m sure its impossible to destroy one’s free will
like that."
The dean smiled and said, "I agree, it seems extremely improbable that a
drug could have such a long lasting effect.  Such a drug, if it did
exist would make you extremely vulnerable to the whims of others.  I do
have a question, though.  Why would you actually wear that T-shirt that
they gave you?  If something like that had happened to me, there is no
way I would ever wear the shirt."
Jane looked down and noticed that she was still wearing the T-shirt
emblazoned with the words, "You wish is my command..."
"I..I...I’m really not sure," Jane stammered.  "It was sitting on my
chair and I guess in my hurry to come here, I forgot to take it off."
The dean rubbed his chin and said, "Yes, I guess I could understand
that." His facial expression became to change a bit.  His concerned
smile began to look more like a leer.  "Well Jane, there is probably
only one way to see whether the drug has affected your ability to resist
other’s wishes."
"What do you mean?" asked Jane.
"Well, why don’t you come over here and sit on my lap?" asked the dean.
"What?" shrieked Jane.  "You dirty old man!  How dare you even suggest
that!"
As Jane yelled at the dean, she stood up and deposited herself on his
lap.
"Well, well," said the dean.  "There might be something to this all
along." He began to stroke Jane’s hair and said, "In fact, if the drug
does do what they said, you’re probably ready for another ‘fix’ of
sperm." The dean then smiled and said, "I’d be glad to help you out my
dear."
"No, No, NO!" screamed Jane.  "This can’t be happening!"
She stood up and undid the dean’s zipper, reached into his pants and
took out his now erect penis.  Soon she was sucking it with great
abandon.
"Oh god...," cried Jane.  "Why can’t I stop doing this?  I have to have
your sperm.  Please cum for me," she pleaded.
The dean began to moan from Jane’s work on his penis.  "I have a better
idea," he said.  "Take off all your clothes, and lie down across my
desk."
"No, please don’t rape me," said Jane.
"Rape?" said the dean.  "This isn’t rape.  I’m not forcing you to do
anything.  I just asked you to screw me, and you’re doing it.  It’s a
situation of two consenting adults having a little fun."
"Fun?" sobbed Jane, as she finished removing her clothing and draped
herself across the large desk.  "This isn’t fun, and no matter what you
say, it’s still rape.  You know I can’t help myself."
"I hear that from all the women," smirked the dean as he grabbed Jane’s
ass pulling it closer to him so he could insert his dick into her.
"You really are a good fuck," said the Dean, as tears ran down Jane’s
face.  "I do feel bad that you don’t seem to be enjoying myself quite as
much as I do.  I want you to cum for me Jane.  I want you to have orgasm
after orgasm until I tell you to stop."
At his words, ripples of pleasure began to flow through Jane’s body.
She became to convulse with orgasm.
"Please let me stop," yelled Jane.  "I...I..I can’t take much more of
this."
The writhing of Jane’s body further excited the dean, and a few minutes
later he spurted cum into her pussy.
"You can stop cumming now," said the dean as he took out a handkerchief
and wiped his brow.  "I haven’t had a good workout like that in years,"
he chuckled.
As Jane lay across the dean’s desk, exhausted from the shear magnitude
of her own orgasms, the dean’s cum began to seep from her pussy onto the
desk.
"My, my," said the dean.  "We can’t have that, can we?  And you still
have that other little problem of needing to eat sperm, don’t you?"
The dean handed Jane his coffee cup and said, "Here, sit up and squeeze
the rest of my cum into this cup."
Jane sat up and proceeded to fill the cup with the juices from their
encounter.
"Bottoms up Jane," laughed the dean, as Jane hungrily drank from the
cup.  "Good to the last drop, eh?"
Part Three
Jane ran out of the Dean’s office, afraid and confused as to what her
next move should be.
I must get an antidote to this drug, Jane thought.   But where, and
how?   No one in the science lab would help her, they all hated her,
too.  And besides, she had been told there was no antidote..   Oh God,
please no!
Then it hit her.  Sally Mist, the assistant to the head of campus
security could help her!
She’s a woman like me, Jane thought.  She’ll help me and arrest those
that drugged me and force the science lab to help!
Jane literally ran all the way to Sally’s house, hoping to find her at
home before she went to work at the Security office.  Panting, barely
able to breath, Jane rang the doorbell and waited.  Two seconds passed,
she rang again, then again, and again, finally just holding down the
button.
When the door opened, Jane almost screamed in surprise.  She looked at
the door expecting to see Sally, but instead saw Brian, the campus
gardener.
"What do you want?" asked Brian, looking over Jane’s clothing- or lack
of- a glint of lust showing in his eyes.
"I need to talk to Sally immediately.  Let me in!" Jane shouted at the
man, while her eyes glanced down to  his crotch, her mouth beginning to
fill with saliva, and her addiction coming on strong!
"She’s not here," Brian replied.  "Come back in a couple of hours, she
should be back by then."
Jane pushed past him, walking into Sally’s house and flopping down into
an easy chair in the living room.  "I’ll just wait for her," she said.
"Like hell you will!" Brian replied.  "I have work to do outside and
don’t have time to watch you while I do it.  Now get out of that chair!"

Jane jumped out of her chair at his words, saying "I will not leave!  I
must stay to report those men!"
What’s the matter with this bitch, Brian thought.  She says she won’t
go, yet jumped like a scalded cat when I told her to stand up.  That
bitch never does what someone says, especially a man.
"What’s the matter, Jane?" Brian asked her, not trusting her one bit,
having been reported by her for various reasons in the past.
Jane quickly told him the entire story, not because she wanted to, but
the drug gave her no choice, she must do what ever anyone tells her, and
Brian had told her to tell him.  As she talked, a smile started to form
on Brian’s mouth, turning into a huge grin.
Bitch, he thought, if this is true, we are gonna have some fun today!
Jane, realizing the danger she was in, started to leave.  "Tell Sally
I’ll stop in later." she said.
"Stop right there," Brian said.
Jane immediately froze in place.
"You’ll regret this.  I’ll have you thrown in jail too!" Jane yelled at
him, tears starting to stream down her face.
"Shut up and stop crying, NOW!" he replied.
She was immediately quiet, the tears stopping on her face.
This is great, he thought, now, to have some fun!
Brian walked over to the chair and sat down.  "Now Bitch, take off all
your clothes and then start to play with yourself.  I want you to rub
your titties and finger your pussy.  Bring yourself up to the point of
cumming, but don’t cum.  Oh, and put a smile on your face, and you can
moan, but not talk!"
Jane quickly took off her clothes.  Her left hand started to rub her
firm, young breasts, as her right hand moved down to her pussy.  A low
moan escaped her lips as her hand started to rub on her pussy.  First
she started to massage her clit with her palm, then one finger slipped
into her hot channel, then two, and finally three fingers were inside as
her hips began to pump in rhythm to her hand moving in and out of her
pussy.
She was on the verge of coming now, her nipples hot and hard to her
touch as she rubbed them, her salty come beginning to drip down her
thighs from her fingers.  She was moaning loudly, her head thrown back
and swaying gently as her body moved in rhythm to her roving hands.
Her pussy felt like it was on fire, her fingers moving in and out faster
now, trying to bring herself off, but unable to quite make it to
orgasm.  Her cheeks were flushed, as was her chest as she tried and
tried to come, but could not because of Brian’s orders.
Brian looked on in shock.  She’s actually doing it, he thought, I can’t
believe it!
"Now Jane," he said, "besides being addicted to sperm, you’re also
addicted to female cum, but the more you eat, the more you need sperm.
Now, you may lick your own cum!"
Jane’s hand left her pussy and went straight into her mouth.  She sucked
hungrily on her fingers, trying to get all her juice off.  Her other
hand now moved down to her pussy, plunging in and out, getting it’s own
load ready for her eager mouth.  Quickly she switched hands, not missing
a single stroke.  Her mouth cleaning her fingers, her tongue getting
every drop of juice as she greedily drank it down, each taste of the
salty fluid making her want more and more.  Back and forth her hands
went, pussy to mouth, pussy to mouth, till hardly a drop of cum could be
seen, so well did she lick herself.
"Jane," Brian said.  "Stop drinking your cum.  Get on your hands and
knees and crawl over here and suck my cock!"
Jane dropped to her knees and started crawling over to Brian, her firm
ass wiggling back and forth as she moved, her tits swaying beneath her.
She saw Brain had removed his clothes while he watched her, his huge 10"
erection waiting for her as he sat in the chair.  She got between his
legs and got up on her knees, her head moving toward his penis, mouth
opening wide as she slid her soft lips over his head!  It had a salty,
stale, taste, and the strong smell of body odor hit her nostrils.  Must
not have showered for a while, she thought.
Her head moved up and down about half his shaft, low moans escaping her
lips as she sucked him into her eager mouth, the taste of cum on the tip
of his penis exciting her more as she moved on his shaft, needing the
whole load down her throat.
"That’s awful Jane.  Start using your tongue to lick my dick while you
suck, and take it all the way down your throat!" Brian shouted at her.
Jane pushed her head down on his huge shaft.  It hit the back of her
throat and kept on going down.  She started to gag on it, but could not
stop herself from swallowing it all.  She could feel it spreading her
throat as it went down, it’s hardness filling her neck, as her tongue
now began to dart along his shaft, from the base, all the way to his
sensitive head, where it danced across the top before started it’s
journey back to the bottom, moving along the veins now sticking out of
his rod like speed bumps, until her nose buried itself in his pubic
hair.  She felt his hands move to her head, one on each side, grabbing
her hair and guiding her head up and down on his swollen member, her
mouth working feverishly to bring him off so she could have the cum she
needed.
Brian knew he was about to cum, the pressure building in his testicles
as her mouth moved up and down his rod, glistening with her spit.  Up
and down she went, her tongue now driving Brian crazy, licking on each
section of his shaft as she moved her velvet mouth on it.
Finally, he came, his hands pulling her sucking mouth into his crotch
and burying his dick deep into her throat as he began to pump his load
into her.  He felt her throat contract again and again, swallowing all
of his cum, until he collapsed back into the chair, watching her
continue to suck every drop of cum from his dick.
Jane knew he was getting ready to cum, her mouth working harder and
harder to get the load she so desperately needed.  Then, she felt him
tense, yanking her head into his crotch so hard she couldn’t breath..
not that she could anyway with his dick in her throat..  his penis
burying itself deep into her sucking mouth.  It began to pulse even
larger, each pulse sending a squirt of cum that Jane wanted.  Her throat
acted like a hand, milking the cum from his dick, and sending it to her
stomach.
As Brian collapsed back, he let go of Jane.  She moved her mouth to the
top of his rod, sucking for all she was worth.  The salty taste of his
cum began to satisfy her, but she wanted it all.  She sucked on his
head, her tongue darting down his shaft, as her fingers played with his
balls, trying to get all of his nectar out.
Another pulse filled her mouth.  She gulped again and again, the thick
fluid sliding easily down her throat, beginning to satisfy her
addiction.  Some of his cum leaked out and down his now spent rod into
his pubic hair.  Quickly she worked her tongue down cleaning up what had
spilled, her tongue making little circles in his pubic hair, then up his
now softening penis, licking the drops flowing down its sides, getting
back up to the tip, plunging her tongue into its hole seeking more of
his nectar, until his dick was totally cleaned of cum.
She kept sucking and licking, moaning to herself loudly, trying to get
all his juice, not wasting a drop, swallowing over and over to make sure
she got it all, before she finally let his dick, now soft but still
large, slip from her mouth, her head resting on his thigh, looking into
space; quite satisfied now for cum, but still quite horny, because she
still hadn’t been told she could cum herself.
Brian looked down at Jane.  "What a day we’re going to have!" he said.
"And it’s not even one quarter over with yet!  I didn’t tell you to stop
sucking, get your mouth back on my dick and don’t take it off until I
tell you to!"
Jane moved her head back to his dick.  She opened her mouth, taking the
member into her.  Her tongue twirled around the head, then down his
shaft.  She could get the whole thing inside her mouth now with no
problems, as soft as it was.  She sucked on its head, stretching his
penis to it’s erect size, then moved back down to it’s base.  Her tongue
played with it’s head, moving around the foreskin, moving the skin back
and forth, as her mouth worked on the body of his placid rod, slipping
over its entire length.
"Ok Jane," Brian said.  "I realize this has not been fair to you, one
sided and all.  So, from now one whenever I say the word cunt, you will
have an orgasm.  A giant powerful orgasm.  After you cum, you will stay
worked up and on the verge of cumming like you are right now!"
Brian looked at her, the head moving over his shaft, working feverously
to get him hard again, her breasts, milky white until her nipples
formed, standing straight out, hard as rocks pressing into the sides of
his thighs.
"Cunt," he said.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jane moaned, then shuddered as a giant orgasm
traveled through her body, shaking her so hard she had to grabbed onto
Brian’s thighs to steady herself.   Her knees, already sore from
kneeling so long .. thank God Sally had deep pile carpeting.. dragged
back and forth as her body rocked in orgasm.
"Cunt.. cunt.. cunt.. cunt.. cunt.. cunt…" Brian said five times,
looking down with glee at the affect the orgasms had on her.
"AWWWWWWWWW.. OHHHHHH!" Jane cried, again and again.   Five times as she
trembled for each orgasm and shook as they rolled though her body.  The
dick slipped from her mouth, her tongue jumped out, trying to recapture
the glistening tool.  She needing to feel it back inside her wet cavity.

My God, Jane thought, what has become of me?   I don’t want to do this,
but I can’t stop.  I have no control of my body or my emotions.
Her knees hurt from there rubbing on the carpet, her body was sore and
aching from her steam-rolling orgasms, but she continued to suck on
Brian’s rod, working with gusto to get him hard again, and her pussy
still dripped her juice, ready to cum again.  Up and down her mouth
worked, fitting his dick like a glove.  Her tongue played with the head,
plunged at it’s tip, and traveled down to the base, twirling along his
veins.
Soon her efforts were rewarded.  The tool began to grow in her mouth,
getting harder and harder with each touch of her soft tongue, edging
into the back of her throat, while her mouth moved along it’s length.
Then it was it’s full size, 10" of muscle moving in her mouth, down her
throat.  All along it’s massive length Jane sucked and tongued.  Her own
addiction now took over, needing to taste his manly fluid again.
Brian look at his tool, now rock hard, disappearing in and out of Jane’s
sucking mouth.
"Ok Jane," Brian said, "stop sucking now.  Lie on the floor on your back
with your legs spread wide, ready to be fucked, and play with yourself.
I want to see your fingers moving in and out of your cunt."
Jane stopped sucking and began to lie back, following Brian’s
instructions until she heard the word cunt.  The orgasm racked her body,
sending her falling backward, her head slamming into the carpet.   As
the orgasm hit and threw her body, her fingers moved down into her
pussy, three fingers started to pump in and out of her love nest, as low
moans of pleasure escaped her lips.
Brian saw her lying there, fucking herself with her fingers, her body
moving and wriggling in unison with her plunging digits, her juice
dripping onto the carpet.  He knew he had to have her, his dick was even
harder at the sight of her there on the floor, her hard nipples pointing
straight up into the air, jutting out so much, they looked like they
wanted to takeoff like a rocket.
With one hand on his tool, Brian moved between Jane’s legs, telling her
to stop playing with herself.  He laid on top of her, kissing her mouth,
forcing his tongue into her, moving it around inside.  His mouth moved
down to her right nipple, taking it into his mouth.  He sucked on the
dollar size orb, then forced as much into his mouth as he could.  His
hand was playing with her other breast, kneading the soft yielding flesh
in his hand.  His mouth now moved back up to her nipple, his teeth
reaching out, first gently biting her tit, then harder, until Jane
moaned loudly from the treatment.
Jane felt Brian’s weight press against her flesh.  His hard chest
smashed her breasts, her nipples pushing up into his unyielding body.
Her mind was repulsed by his actions, but her body reacted warmly to his
manhandling of her.   As his mouth moved down to engulf her breast,
Jane’s body arched it’s back, trying to force more of her firm tit into
his mouth.   As he sucked and nibbled on her mammaries, little sparks of
excitement went cursing through her body, to center themselves on her
love nest, now feeling his manhood probing and rubbing on the outside of
her pussy, hitting her clit, sending long moans from her lips, as her
juice continued to leak out, covering his huge member.
Brian looked up at Jane’s face, a look of total sexual want on it.  He
place his massive member against her tight opening, and shoved.  It’s
head disappeared into her hole.  Then, with one mighty shove, he buried
the entire length of his dick into her tight, wet hole.  He could feel
the head run into her uterus, forcing it back, until his pubic hair was
meshed with hers, his whole pole deep within Jane, the heat of her pussy
walls on his dick arousing him even more.
Jane felt the head of his cock move into her open pussy, spreading it
more than it had ever been.  He can’t put that huge thing in me, she
thought, it’ll rip me apart!
Then she felt him slam into her, his member going deep into her soft
depths.   She moaned in pain, as his thrust pushed back her uterus and
took the breath from her.  She felt as if her insides were splitting,
his penis a hot poker going up inside her canal, spreading her walls of
love, filling her up beyond capacity.
God she’s tight, Brian thought!  Her pussy grabbed onto his dick, like a
tight glove on a finger.  He moved his dick out of her hole, with only
the tip remaining in her, then pushed back into her as hard as he could,
going even deeper into her soft flesh.   He began to move, faster and
faster, in and out of her.  As his dick moved, it felt like a thousand
fingers running gently along it’s length, massaging him, sucking him
back in on every stroke.   Her pussy walls massaged his member expertly,
the heat spreading into his turgid member, exciting him even more.
As Brian began to pump in and out of her pussy, the pain slowly began to
leave Jane, to be replaced by a burning desire.  She could feel his head
move up and down her channel.   As it withdrew, a vacuum was formed,
pressing her insides tight against his rigid member, trying to suck him
back into her hot twat.  She timed her breathing with his thrust, in and
out.  As he plunged into her, harder and harder, her breath coming in
short bursts matching his speed.  She could feel the huge rod moving
inside her, so large it pushed her intestines aside as it moved up and
down her channel of lust.
"Move those hips Bitch and fuck me back!" Brian yelled at her.
She quickly shot her hips up to meet his downward thrusts, pushing his
manhood even deeper inside.  A loud moan escaped her lips with the deep
penetration, bringing her even closer to cumming, her desire giving her
eyes an almost glazed look.   Her hips were shooting up with each of his
plunges now, gyrating in circles when it was buried deep inside her,
then moving back down only to be thrown up again with even more force.
She could feel her pussy now, hot and moist from her drug induce desire,
massage his giant tool as it pounded in and out of her, the heat
building in her lower abdomen, spreading across her body.  She threw her
love nest at him, like a bitch in heat, her ass getting sore from the
pounding it was taking on the floor, each hit hurting her, each thrust
of his manhood in her making her need more, getting her even more
excited.
As Jane began to thrust her hips into Brian, he knew he could not last
much longer before he came again.  He could feel her pussy holding onto
his cock with each plunge in and out of her.
Boy, he thought, she would have been a hot number if she hadn’t been so
stuck up!   Of course, she’s not stuck up now, he laughed to himself.
He knew he was ready to cum, his dick moving quickly in and out of her
hot love nest, the slurping sound driving him crazy as it vacated and
then refilled her hole each time.
He grabbed onto both of her tits, squeezing hard, and yelled "Cunt!"
just as he felt his orgasm engulf him.
He pushed himself into her as hard as he could, slamming her back down
on the carpet.  He was pushing against her so hard, she no longer could
move, but just lied beneath him, wriggling and moaning in orgasm.  As
his rigid member buried itself inside her warm depths, he could feel her
tremble in orgasm, sending spasms of muscle twinges to her pussy,
working his huge dick for all it was worth as it began to spurt shot
after shot of hot jism into her tight pussy.
Brian was in heaven, his tool shooting shot after shot after shot into
her hot cavity, her convulsing body beneath him driving him crazy with
lust.   His hands dug into her soft breasts as the orgasm swept over
him, one of the most powerful he had ever had.  He finally collapsed on
top of her, his breaths coming in short gasps as her pussy walls
continued to massage his giant tool.  Shoved deep inside her, it still
trickled a small stream of cum into her depths.
Jane sensed he was getting ready to cum, his pace picking up, his
thrusts seemed like a blur he was moving so fast.   Her ass was bouncing
off the floor with each hit, now more like a vibrator on high speed,
then a rhythmic screwing.  Her pubic area ached, he was slamming into
her hard, each thrust of his enormous tool filling her hole to its limit
and pulling out, almost pulling her inside out, only to slam back into
her even harder.
When he grabbed her breasts, she started to cry out in pain, only to be
cut off by her own body when she heard the word "Cunt" from his lips.
Like a thousand cannons going off at once, her orgasm raced through her
body.  Pinned beneath his massive weight, impaled to the hilt on his
huge member, all she could do was lie beneath him and moan loudly as his
dick filled her to capacity.  She could feel it pulse, again and again,
each pulsed followed by a hot sensation deep inside her that she knew
was his cum, splashing against her tight vagina walls.  They tried to
suck him even further inside her, massaging his cock, trying to get all
of his jism into its hole.
Her orgasm was a long one, already on the verge from all of their
fucking, his rough handling of her tits just prolonged it, the pain
going to her pussy as pleasure and heat, centering at her clit, now
swollen in orgasmic ecstasy.  Wave after orgasmic wave hit her, not
letting go, as her body shook and shuddered beneath him, her pussy
holding onto his dick with all its strength as it slowly began to grow
soft inside her body.
Finally, she lay there exhausted, Brian on top of her, barely able to
breath against his weight on her chest.  She could feel his penis,
growing soft now, begin to shrink quickly inside her as the joint
mingling of there juices tried to force there way out of her hole, to
trickle down into her asshole before dropping to the floor.
Brian got up slowly, looking down at Jane, her legs still spread wide
apart, ready to be fucked again.  Her nipples were still standing
straight up, her body following his orders from earlier to stay excited,
ready to cum at a word from his mouth.  Brian moved backward into the
chair he had sat in earlier and fell into it, to tired to move at this
point, sinking deeply into its soft cushions.
He looked over at Jane, her pussy was open to his view.  Her hole
clearly showed an opening almost an inch in diameter.  Well, he thought,
she’s not as tight now as she used to be.  He noticed a mixture of cum
beginning to ooze out of her swollen pussy.  I’ll fix that, he thought.
"Jane," Brian said, "your pussy is leaking juice and your still addicted
to all cum.  You better eat up while you can!"
Jane’s hands shot to her pussy, one moving inside, three fingers cupped
to catch the fluid that was coming from her.   Her hand moved up to her
parted lips, her tongue already out to catch the first drops off her
fingers.  They plunged into her mouth, while her other hand worked her
pussy for more cum.
As she sucked, switching her hands back and forth, low moans were coming
from her as she again began to build her desires up.  She poured the
juice into her mouth each time, then placed all her hand into her mouth,
cleaning each finger with her tongue, getting all of the salty mixture
of cum she could, not wasting a drop.  The cum went down her throat
easily, each taste making her want more and more.  The taste grabbed her
senses.  All she could think of was getting all the remains of there
fucking into her mouth and down her throat.  The pungent smell of his
jism just excited her even more as her hands worked back and forth, not
losing any of the nectar.   When some spilled onto her left breast, she
bent her head over, taking the half cantaloupe sized orb into her mouth,
cleaning all the drops off of it with vigor.
Brian watched her for fifteen minutes, giving himself a rest, as she
cleaned her pussy of all its juice and stuffed her fingers into her
mouth time after time, not letting a single drop escape her.
"Jane", Brian said, "there’s still some cum on my dick here.  Why don’t
you come over here and clean it using only your tongue?"
Part Four
My God, Jane thought, won’t he ever leave me alone.   How will I get out
of this?
She got up on her knees and moved over to Brian’s outstretched legs, her
head dipping down to his crotch.  The smell of there lovemaking hit her
nostrils quickly, a mixture of his jism, her cum, and a lot of salty
sweat, like a locker room with a hundred men and no fan.  Her tongue
darted out, licking the base of his crotch, moving around his pubic
hair, lapping back and forth, from his navel down to his huge balls,
getting every bit of cum off of him, until only her spit was left in his
pubic hair.
Then, she moved to his dick.   Now soft, it was at least 6" long, but
not as thick and she could move it around with her tongue easily.
Starting at the head, she moved her tongue in circles after first
licking into the tip, getting all of his cum that was still inside his
manly tube.  She moved down his shaft, licking all around.  It was hard
to do, not being able to touch it, she would lick one way and it would
go the other way, but she kept at it, needing to get all there mixed
jism off of the dick.  She licked off each and every drop from his rod,
swallowing the cum with gratitude whenever some hit her taste buds.
As she licked, trying to get every last bit off of him, she noticed
something.  His member was getting large again.  It slowly erected
itself under her licking tongue, growing with each lick until it was
almost at full length again.
Jane moaned to herself.  Won’t this guy ever stay down?   She couldn’t
stand much more of this.
Brian smiled down at Jane as she worked on cleaning him up.  It felt
great, her tongue moving all around his penis and crotch, licking up
every drop she could.  After awhile, he felt himself begin to rise
again, his massive manhood beginning to stand up from his crotch into
the air, as Jane’s mouth moved around it, her tongue exciting him more
with each stroke.
"Well Jane," he said, "looks like we’re not through yet after all!   Now
suck it!"
A low moan of despair and lust escaped Jane’s lips as she swallowed his
member, taking it all the way into her throat.  Brian just grinned even
larger to himself.
* * * * *
Sally Mist walked into her house after finishing her morning run,
sweat  running down her 26 year old petite body.   As she walked past
her living room door she could not believe her eyes.
There, sitting in her easy chair, without a stitch of clothes on, sat
Brian, the campus gardener, with some Bimbo kneeling in front on him
between his legs, with her head bobbing up and down.
"What in the hell is going on here?" she yelled at Brian.
Brian quickly jumped up, searching for his clothes and quickly putting
them on.  "I can explain all of this Sally, honest I can.  We were just
having a little fun."
The young girl at Brian’s feet also stood up and Sally could not
believe  it.   Jane.  That bitch.  The one  person  who  has caused
Sally more problems then any other student on campus.  A large grin
started across her face.  What a great thing to  have on her Sally,
thought.
"He raped me!  I want him, and the Dean, and the library staff all
arrested right now!" Jane screamed at Sally.
"I  did not rape her.  She liked it all!"  Brian defended himself.
"Whoa, right now..." Sally said, the smile gone from her face.   Rape
was not a laughing matter.  "Jane, what’s going on here?  Take your time
and tell me everything."
Jane, still naked, quickly told Sally everything about the drug that had
taken away her free will.
"Is this true Brian?" Sally asked.
"I think so, Miss Mist, she did everything I asked her," Brian replied.
"All right Brian, get out of my house.  Don’t say a word of this to
anyone.  I’ll handle it from now," Sally told him.
"Yes ma’am!" and Brian was out of the front door like a shot.
"I demand you arrest him at once!" screamed Jane at Sally.  "I want them
all arrested this instance!"
A  large grin again flowed across Sally’s face, and then a long, deep
laugh.
"Oh Jane, Jane, Jane….  Play with your pussy while you stand there.   I
want to see fingers moving in and out of your hole!" said Sally.
Jane’s right hand quickly moved down to her pussy, her legs spreading
more as 3 fingers sunk into her hole and started to move in and out, her
juice beginning to drip down her wrist.
"Please, don’t do this to me.  I  want  those  people arrested.  They
have no right to do this to me!" Jane pleaded to Sally, as her fingers
kept plunging in and out of her moist hole.
"No right?  You dare talk to me about rights!" Sally said to Jane.  "You
have caused me more problems then any student on this campus.  215
complaints against male students and staff this semester alone!  We are
now ranked the worst campus in the state because of your complaints and
have lost all our federal funding for the security department, which has
caused the loss of 8 full-time officers to protect the students that
really need  it.   I have 15 demerits on my record because of the
complaints you filed and  then refilled with the state security
controller.  The local police will hardly answer my calls for help
anymore because they figure it’s just another false alarm from you.  No
dear, don’t talk to me about rights.  Beside, like Brian said, no one is
forcing you to do this, it’s all by your free will."
"I’ll get you for this, too!  I’ll get all of you for this!" Jane
screamed at her.
"Don’t  scream dear, you can talk, but don’t scream.   Also, you will no
longer cum when you here the word cunt, but only when I tell you to.
You are still to stay on the verge of orgasm, however," Sally told her.
Jane could not believe this.  The fingers moving in and out of her pussy
was getting her hotter and hotter, hitting her clit with each surge
upward.  Her face and chest was getting red from the effort, plus her
embarrassment from being made to do this.
"Jane," Sally said, "quit playing with yourself.  Go upstairs and take a
shower.  A cold shower.  And then comb your hair neatly and kneel in the
bathroom and wait for me.  And be sure to clean your pussy good!  And
make it fast!"
Sally watched Jane’s ass and tits bounce as she went up the stairs and
went into the bathroom.
‘This is to good to believe,’ Sally thought.  ‘Jane, I’ll never have to
worry about you again after today.’
She walked over to her phone, and dialed a number.  "Hello,  Brad.  This
is Sally.  You aren’t going to believe this,  I’ve got the bitch Jane
here ready and willing to do whatever I tell her.  Listen, get your
video camera and get Johnny and come over here quickly.  Yeah, bring
anyone else that wants to come along.  See ya soon."
Sally heard the shower starting upstairs.  Smiling, she walked up the
steps to the bathroom.
Jane turned on the cold water, her nipples standing straight out when it
hit her.  Burr, she thought.  I’ll get them for this, all of them.  They
will pay!!!
Her hands grabbed the soap, and began to move over her body, washing
every  part, spreading her pussy lips and washing deep inside herself.
She turned off the water and stepped outside, grabbing a towel and
drying herself.  Then grabbed a comb and began to force it painfully
through her hair.  She moved to her knees as she did this, just in time
to see Sally standing in the doorway watching her.
"I will get you for this!" Jane said to Sally.
"You’re really becoming a bore dear, but that’s OK,"  Sally told her as
she pulled off her jogging shorts and panties, exposing her dark pussy
hair to Jane’s view.
"Did you know I’m bisexual, Jane?" Sally asked her.
"No,"  Jane said, her voice trembling at the thoughts now running
through her mind.
"Quit combing your hair," Sally told her.  "Now, put  your hands behind
you and lean back a little, with your head tilted back so I can put my
wet pussy on it."  As she said  this, her right hand was rubbing her
cunt, the juices beginning to flow, her left hand rubbing her tits
through her jersey.
"No, please don’t make me do this, please!" Jane begged to Sally as she
leaned back, giving Sally easy access to her mouth.
"Relax  Jane, you’ll like it!" Sally said as she walked to Jane,
spreading her legs at Jane’s body, and moving her pussy over Jane’s face
and mouth.  She reached down with both hands and grabbed Jane’s hair and
brought her mouth up to her wet pussy.
"Now Jane, remember, your addicted to pussy juice, too.  I want you to
stick your tongue into my hole, then lick along it’s length to my clit,
then start back down and keep doing it till I tell you to stop!  Get as
much tongue into my pussy as you can and keep your face buried in my
pubic hair," Sally instructed her.
Jane’s tongue leapt from her mouth, going deep into Sally’s wetness,
getting as much of her juice as she could, they glided up the length of
her vulva, lapping out at her clit, then back down it’s length again,
burying itself back into her hole, sucking out all of her juice and
swallowing.  Her nose was being tickled by her pubic hair, the
extremely  salty, musky smell almost suffocating her.  I wish she had
showered after her jog, Jane thought to herself.
Sally felt Jane’s tongue enter her pussy hole.  Probing upward inside
her and then moving along it’s outside to her clit, now standing
straight out like a miniature dick, sending spasms over her body and
juice flowing from her hole.  Back the tongue moved,  into her hole,
sucking out all her nectar.  She grabbed Jane’s head even harder, trying
to force her sucking mouth into her hole.  She was getting close to
orgasm, the tongue under  her driving her crazy with desire, in and out
of her hole, around her clit and then back inside her.  She moaned
loudly, rocking on Jane’s darting tongue.
The orgasm raced over her body, making her freeze in  place, her hands
pulling Jane’s face against her pussy so hard Jane couldn’t breath.  She
ground her hips at Jane’s mouth, the tongue buried inside her love nest,
flooding her mouth with the cum juice Jane so desperately needed.
Finally, she let go of Jane’s head, and just stood there as Jane
continued to lick her, getting every last drop.
Jane felt Sally shudder in her orgasm, her head forced so hard against
Sally’s pubic area that she thought her nose would break.  Her tongue
worked quickly, darting into her pussy as it spasmed on her tongue,
trying to keep it inside her.  As Sally released  her head, Jane
continued to keep sucking at her pussy, licking up every drop of the
salty, fishy fluid that dripped out of her hole, not missing any of it.
"Stop..  now..  Jane," Sally told her.  She walked backward, sitting on
the toilet to steady herself.  The orgasm had been a powerful one, and
she was still shaking from it.  "Stand up and wash your face now Jane.
Then we’ll move into the bedroom for more fun," Sally told her.
"I’ll get you for this Sally!" Jane threatened her as she stood up and
started to wash her face, getting all of  Sally’s nectar off of her
face.
"Sure Jane, sure.  When we get through with you, you will never harass
anyone again!" Sally said.
"Who’s we?  What do you mean?" Jane asked, panic edging in on her voice.

"You’ll see later.  For now, follow me into the bedroom," Sally
instructed her.
Jane walked into the bedroom, taking a quick survey of it.  Not much,
she thought, just a plain bedroom with a king size bed and a red satin
cover on it.
"Lie on and bed and spread your legs and play with yourself Jane.  Use
one hand on your tits and one on your pussy, and be sure to clean off
your hand once in a while with your mouth.  And smile, I want to see you
enjoying yourself!" Sally told her.
"You bitch," Jane told her as she laid down on her bed.
The cover felt slick and cool on her back as she laid  back, spread
eagle, her right hand going between her legs, her fingers dipping into
her hot cunt, working in and out of it as her other hand began to rub
her tits, pinching her nipples, driving herself crazy with desire.
Her hand was working in and out of her pussy faster now, getting coated
with a large dose of her love juice.  She moved her hand up, her tongue
darting out to lick her  fingers clean.  Just then a flash caught Jane’s
attention.  She looked over to see Sally holding a Polaroid camera.  A
low moan escaped her lips as the flash went again, capturing her mouth
engulfing her hand, getting all of the salty tasting cum off and her
hand.  Back to her pussy her hand shot, fingers moving in and out.
Flash!  Another shot for prosperity, with her fingers buried deep in her
hot flesh.
"Here Jane, use this instead of your fingers!" Sally said, tossing a
huge, black dildo onto the bed next to Jane.  "Just like your fingers,
use it in your pussy, then suck all  the way into your mouth.  Now, go
for it."
Jane saw the huge dildo, moaned to herself.  My God, she thought, how
much longer will this go on?
Jane’s right hand reached out to the dildo, moving it down to her pussy
and shoved half of it’s massive length inside her sore pussy.  She began
to work it in and out of her cunt, her juices quickly covering it.
"Put it all the way inside your pussy Jane!" Sally told her.
"It’s too big!" Jane protested.  But as she said it, her hand obeyed the
order and plunged   it inside her to the hilt, a loud moan escaping her
mouth.  Flash went the camera.  Her hand moved the dildo in and out,
back and forth into her love nest.
Faster and faster, her hips jumping up to meet the dildo on the way
inside her.  Her hand now moved it to her mouth, opening wide she
swallowed  the entire dildo down her throat, her tongue cleaning off
all of her juice.
Flash!  Another shot for prosperity.
Her left hand was still kneading her tits, now red and swollen from the
abuse they were taking.  And back down to her pussy the dildo moved,
plunging into her soft wetness, burying itself to the hilt, only to
start back up and then plunge down again.  Over and over, until it was
covered in cum, then up to her mouth it shot.
For  fifteen minutes this went on, Jane beginning to feel faint from the
workout.
Finally, the door bell rang.
"Well, that will be Brad, the head of security.  You remember him don’t
you Jane?  You caused him more problems then you even caused me.  He’s
brought some friends for you.  Don’t go away,  I’ll be right back.  Keep
going though.. he’ll like to see you like this!" Sally told her.
"Please don’t Sally, I promise I won’t cause you anymore problems!" Jane
pleaded.
"Oh, I know you won’t Jane. I know you won’t," Sally said so quietly it
sent chills down Jane’s spine as she quickly put on her clothes and
walked out the door.
Jane heard voices down below.  She could recognize Brad’s voice, the
head of campus security, plus Rod’s, the assistant to Sally, and
Deborah, her secretary.  Then the voices grew louder, and she could hear
the footsteps getting closer to the bedroom.
They opened the door just as Jane was plunging the dildo deeply into her
pussy, then withdrew it from her hole and sent it up to her wide open
mouth.
"If I didn’t see it, I would never have believed you Sally!"  Brad told
her as he watched Jane shove the dildo down her throat and clean off all
her cum, then send it  back inside her pussy.
"Please… help… me!" Jane pleaded with them, from a large smiling face.
They all laughed at her.
"Boy, this is great," Rod said.  "Remind me to buy the science and
library department lunch tomorrow!"
"Yeah it’s great all right.  But lets get this over with.  I really
don’t like even having this snobby bitch in my house as a slave.   So
let’s get the equipment set up  and  get this over with," Sally told
them.  "Jane, you can stop playing with yourself now, I want you rested
for later!"
"What are you going to do to me?" Jane asked.  "I’ll get you all for
this!"
"Charming to the end," Brad replied.
"Yeah, what a stupid bitch, doesn’t have the sense to shut up," said
Deborah.
"Right, lets get this video camera and lights set up for our new
‘Star’," Rod said.
Jane watched in horror as the men began moving lights into the  bedroom,
setting them up in each corner of the room to get rid  of all the
shadows, and set up the video camera on a tripod by the side of the bed.

Deborah took something out of a large plastic bag and put it under the
bed.  Jane thought it looked almost like a deflated air mattress, but
was flesh covered.
"What is that?" Jane asked.
"Come outside the room with me Jane, and I’ll explain what is going on
here, and what you are to say, do, and act like," Sally told Jane.
Jane got up, following Sallying, noticing she was holding a shiny black
teddy in her hands.  As they walked outside, the others continued their
hurried efforts to get the bedroom ready.
"She’s ready when ever you are," Sally told Brad as she walked back into
the room.
"She’s got it all straight now?  I don’t want to have to repeat this too
many times.  I have a meeting in 2 hours,"  Brad asked Sally.
"Yeah from what I’ve seen and had her do, this should go perfectly the
very first time, and then we won’t ever have to worry about Miss Bitchy
Jane again, unless she wants to be the next matinee at the XXX movie
house!" Sally told him.  "Just yell action  when your ready, and she’ll
come in and start the show."
Sally walked over to the dresser next to the bed and put the large black
dildo on it, plus another flesh colored dildo about the same size.
"Well, that should do it.  Is the camera OK Rod?" Brad asked.
"In perfect shape with lots of film boss!" Rod replied.
"OK, remember everyone, no voices or noises, and keep yourself out of
the way of the camera.  I don’t want any proof of our involvement  to
come back to haunt us," Brad said.   "OK, Jane, ACTION!"
Everyone was standing against the wall now, except Rod, who had his
video camera aimed at the door, waiting for Jane to walk in, planning on
following her every move for the little movie they had planned.
Jane walked into the doorway and stood there for a  moment.  A large
smile on her lips as her right hand moved down to rub the outside of her
pussy through the sheer black teddy Sally had given her to wear.  She
was a little bigger then Sally and she stretched  the teddy perfectly,
her tits barely held inside the sheer material below the open v of her
neck.  She had combed her hair neatly, the long strands going down her
back and some over her shoulder.  Her left hand moved over to her tits,
rubbing them through the smooth silk teddy, her nipples standing
straight out as her hips began to rotate slowly against her right hand.
"God  I’m horny," she said loudly.  " I need a man to fuck me.  I want
to suck his cock and let him fuck me.  But I’m such a bitch no one will
fuck me.  I guess I’ll just have to make do by myself like I usually
do."
With that she walked over to the night stand, and turning to keep facing
Rod and his camera, reached out and picked up the large black dildo.
Opening her mouth, she shoved the dildo down her  throat, burying it all
the way inside her, so deep her fingers could barely hold onto it, then
withdrew it, making sure the camera caught her throat bulging when it
was filled, and her tongue licking along it’s length.
For five minutes she stood there sucking the dildo, moving it in and out
as Rod got every bit on film, using the zoom lens to move in and out,
getting the best shots he could as the others stood against the wall and
watched in awe.
Jane moved over to the bed, and laid down, still sucking on the dildo.
Her legs spread out wide as her other hand moved down to her pussy and
shoving the elastic teddy aside, plunged three fingers into her hot
hole.  Her left hand continued to work the dildo in and out of her
mouth, going all the down her throat, as her fingers moved in and out of
her pussy, getting her juice all around her pussy and thighs, leaking
down to the bed.
Her hand grasped the elastic snap at her crotch and yanked, the teddy
coming apart at her pussy.  Her hand moved the dildo from her mouth down
to her open love nest and plunged it in with one hard shove.
"Yes, oh my God YESSSS!" Jane yelled in pleasure as the dildo bottomed
out against her uterus, her hand beginning to pump it in and out as her
hips jumped from the bed to meet the plastic member inside her.
Her free hand reached for the other dildo on the night stand, grabbing
it and putting it in her mouth, moaning with pleasure as it entered her
throat, moving in and out.
Jane could not believe she was doing this, could not believe what
Sally  had told her to do next, with the camera recording everything as
a permanent record of her depravity.  Somehow, she would get the film
and then get them, some how.  Only, how?
For 5 more minutes Jane plunged both dildos in and out of herself, then
she took the dildo out of her mouth.
"Oh yes.. yes..  Please put it up my  Ass,  PLEASE!!!" Jane moaned out
loud to the camera.
Her hand moved the dildo down past her twat to her tight asshole, her
other hand stopping for a second, the black dildo buried to the hilt
inside her.  Her asshole was extremely wet from all her juices leaking
down.  She grabbed the dildo with both hands and shoved against her
anus.  First a little went in, then she pushed with all her might and it
buried itself inside her shit-hole.
"AHHHH!!!" Jane screamed as the dildo went inside her.   My god, she
thought, it’s tearing me up!
"YES, I love it!!!" Jane screamed at the camera.
Jane began forcing both dildos in and out of her holes.  When the black
one plunged inside her pussy, the other one left her ass, only to plunge
back in as the black dildo moved out.  In and out they both moved, Jane
moaning loudly for the camera, her hips jump and rotating on the bed.
After 10 minutes of this, Jane yelled "I want Johnny, I need Johnny!"
She jumped off the bed, both dildos now deep in her being held  in  by
their own pressure against each other inside her tunnels.  Standing up,
she quickly tore off the  rest  off the teddy, and knelt beside the bed,
legs spread, reaching underneath it.
Rod kept on filming, getting a close up of both of Jane’s holes filled
as she knelt beside the bed.
Jane’s searching hands came out with that flesh covered package  that
Deborah had put there.  Laying it on the bed, she could now see it was a
inflatable man with an 11-inch plastic penis.
"Oh yes Johnny, I need you badly!" Jane said, as her mouth moved forward
to the plastic stop to inflate the man.
You could hear her breath coming in quick gulps now as she began to
inflate her lover to be.  She held on with one hand, as the other moved
down to her dildos still inside  her,  grabbing both roughly, she began
to move them up and down inside her pussy and asshole.
Jane was in much pain now as the dildos moved in and out of her, but she
couldn’t stop it, no matter how torn her ass felt at the time.  Besides,
she knew the worst was still to come.
"Johnny" was almost completely inflated now, his 11-inch dick standing
straight up from the bed.  Jane stood up, taking both dildos from her
body and put them back on the night stand.
"Want some head Johnny?" Jane asked the plastic man.  "Sure you do!"
With that, she plunged her mouth onto his plastic manhood, going deep
down her throat, her tongue working on the outside of her mouth so the
camera could get it all.
Up and down her mouth glided over his plastic dick, her other hand still
playing with her pussy, as her tits swayed back and forth as she knelt
over him.
"Fuck me Johnny!" Jane said as she moved her mouth off the inflated man
and moved her pussy over it.
Jane shoved her pussy downward, then moved back up, taking the doll with
her.  She grabbed hold of his sides and then began to  pump her hips on
and off of his member.  For ten minutes she fucked the plastic man, her
pussy grabbing his penis like it was the real thing.
"What’s that Johnny?  You want to fuck my ass?  You bet you can honey,
anything you want.  I love it up my ass," Jane said.  Then she thought
‘I can’t believe I’m really doing this!’
She withdrew the plastic phallus from her twat, moved an inch forward,
and shove it all the way inside her anus.  All the way inside her it
went, stretching the virgin hole further then she could imagine it could
without killing her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!   YES  JOHNNY, YES!!" Jane screamed as she began  to
hump quickly on the penis now buried deep in her tight shit-hole.  In
and out it moved, her hips going faster and faster as it spread her
hole.
She was approaching her orgasm now.  Sally had told her to cum after 5
minutes of ass fucking.
"I’m cumming Johnny, I’m CUMMING!!!" Jane yelled as the orgasm racked
her body, her hips slamming down on the plastic penis buried deep within
her.
"That was great Johnny," she said as she kissed the doll repeatedly on
the lips.  "Here, now let me clean you."
With that, she moved her mouth down to his plastic dick, now covered
with her shit and slime, and sucked it into her mouth.  Jane almost
threw up when the smell of her shit hit her nostrils, and the taste
really made her want to, but Sally had told her not to vomit and she
couldn’t.
She  looked at Rod, a smile on her lips as she continued to lick the
shit from the plastic dick, praying no one would ever see this film.
After the penis was good and clean from her mouth, she grabbed the other
2 dildos, first the one that was in her ass, and plunged it into her
mouth also, licking along it, working the dried shit off of it and
swallowing it down.  Then the other dildo, down her throat it, too, went
until it was clean.
She put  them back on the night stand, then lying on the doll, gave it
one big, tongue-kiss as she laid next to it, her hand on the fake penis.

"Goodnight  Johnny," Jane said.  "Thank you very much for a wonderful
fuck!"
Rod filmed Jane laying next to the doll for 1 more  minute, then turned
off the machine.
"That’s it folks, we can all breath again and  talk,"  Rod announced.
"Jane, that was perfect.  You can now be your old self again so we can
talk." Sally said.
"You  bastards, you bitches!!" Jane yelled at them.  "I’ll get you all
for this, I swear it.  Somewhere out there is an honest cop who will
help me!"
"Well, maybe, but not in this town lady.  You have just about everyone
pissed at you.  And if we here one complaint from you in the future,
this film goes on sale at the student  library plus the XXX book store.
Understand?" Brad asked her roughly.
"Look gang, I have to be someplace in 15 minutes, so do me a favor and
clean this up and get this bitch out of my house,  will you  please?"
Sally asked.
"Sure Sally, no problem," Rod said.  "Will do."
Sally left the bedroom, and they could hear the front door closing as
she left.
"You know, I can’t speak for you guys, but that show of Jane’s got me
horny as hell.  I think I’ll try her out while you clean up," Deborah
said, looking at Jane.
"No problem", Brad said.  "Just leave her with enough energy for us,
cause I’m hard as hell too."
Deborah quickly removed her clothes.  Her 30-year-old body was in
excellent shape.  Her large 40DD tits sagged only slightly for their
size, her thighs already showed signs of  cum leaking down them.
"Please don’t… Please let me go!" Jane begged.
"No way  bitch, this is to good a chance!" Deborah said.  "Now, come
over here and suck my tits."
Jane got up and moved over to Deborah, her mouth opening to get as much
of her tit in it as she could.  They were so large she could barely get
the whole nipple inside her mouth.
"Use  your hands to play with them, and move them back and forth,"
Deborah instructed her.
Jane’s hands went up to the soft flesh, kneading the large mammaries
like dough, her mouth working on one nipple, then the other, both
sticking out hard now.
"Lie back on the bed Jane, on your back.  I’m going to sit on your face
while you eat me."
Oh my God, please stop this Jane thought, as she sank back onto the bed,
her face pointing up, waiting for the pussy to lower onto it.
Deborah crawled onto Jane’s body, rubbing her wet pussy on her tits as
she moved up, finally lowering herself on her mouth.
"Now Jane," Deborah said, "eat my pussy and suck my juice until I tell
you to stop!"
Jane’s tongue leapt out, going up into her hot love nest, drinking as
much of the slippery cum as she  could  find,  then moved up along the
crack, hitting her clit and sucking it into her mouth before moving back
down.  She loved the taste of  the cum,  being addicted to it.  She
tried to get every drop she could,  shoving her tongue as for up
Deborah’s hole as it would go.
Deborah came quickly, shoving her twat  into Jane’s open mouth,  staying
there as Jane continued to kick her clean after she had cum, getting
every last drop.
When Deborah got off Jane, she saw they had finished picking up all the
video equipment and where waiting their turn with her.
"Have fun boys, I’m going back to the office," Deborah told them, a huge
smile on her face.
"We’ll be in some time today," Brad beamed back to her as she left.
Rod and Brad were sitting next to each other on the side of the bed,
waiting for Jane.
"Jane," Brad said, "I understand you are addicted to sperm, so we are
going to help you.  Come over here and kneel in front of use and give us
both blow jobs, NOW!"
Jane walked over between them, kneeling down.  One hand grabbed Rod’s
dick as her mouth went to Brad’s, swallowing his 9-inch tool to the
hilt, massaging it with her throat as her tongue worked along it’s
side.  Her hand was moving up and down on Rod’s shaft, slightly shorter,
but much thicker than Brad’s.
Her mouth moved up and down Brad’s shaft, her hand  playing with his
balls.  After a couple more strokes, her hand moved up to his shaft, and
her mouth moved over to Rod’s manly muscle.  In it went, her mouth
barely able to get it’s width inside.  Down her throat it went,
stretching it’s sides, her tongue working along it’s side, from the base
of his pubic hair, all the way to the sensitive head, as her other hand
continued to stroke  Brad’s cock.
"Jesus, Jane, I’m about to cum, get your mouth over here now!" Brad
yelled at her.
Quickly Jane moved her mouth over, the cock pulsing in it, the first
spurt hitting the roof of her mouth before she finally buried the
shooting tool inside her throat,  milking it for every drop she could,
loving the taste of the cum on the tip of her tongue.
Brad grabbed Jane’s head, forcing it down on his shaft as it pumped
it’s load into her eagerly sucking mouth.  He moaned to himself.  ‘This
is the best blow job I’ve ever had,’ he thought.  He continued to pump
into her, a large load had built up from her show!
As Brad started to shoot, she felt Rod’s penis enlarge in her hand as it
too, began to pump it’s load out.  She moaned, wanting it, but not
wanting to give up Brad’s cum, too.  Like a true addict, and wanted her
cake and eat it too!
As soon as Brad released her head, she moved over to Rod’s shooting
penis, putting her mouth on it, trying to catch all the cum as it shot
out.  Some hit her nose and went into her eyes.
She didn’t care, she wanted it all in her.  She sank her throat down on
the head taking it all, using her tongue to lick up the cum that had
first spurted out onto his pubic hair, getting it all.
When she was sure he was through, she went back to Brad’s cock, sucking
in the last drops on the very tip.  Her hand was covered with cum from
Rod, so she licked it clean, plus used her fingers to get the cum from
her nose and eyes and gratefully swallowed it all.
One shot had gone out onto the carpet, she leaned her head down, crying
to herself as she did it, and used her tongue and mouth suck up every
last drop.
Rod got up, took the video equipment and left the house.  Brad looked at
Jane for a second, kneeling on  the floor, sucking up every last drop of
cum.
"OK Jane," Brad said, "you’re through.  Get dressed and get out of this
house.  I don’t ever expect to hear a complaint from you again or the
tape goes public.  Understand?"
"Yes, I do..." Jane said, crying.  "What do I do now?"
"I  really don’t care.  I’m just sure whatever happens to you, you
deserve.  Now, leave!"
Jane quickly dressed, walked out the front door.  ‘What the hell do I do
now,’ Jane thought.  ‘No one will help me, no one likes me.  There all
jerks is what they are.  If  only my Dad, the senator was here, he would
know what to do!’
‘God,’ Jane thought, ‘how stupid!’  Her parents, her powerful Dad would
take care of this!
30 minutes later Jane was on a bus home, plotting her revenge.

Part 5
"OK, Jane.  It’s time to get even.  You’ve heard that payback’s a
bitch?   Well, that doesn’t BEGIN to describe how I’m going to pay you
back for all the shitty things you’ve done to me over the years!"
Dennis grinned from ear to ear.  This was fantastic, even better than
his wildest fantasy!  He had just finished hearing Jane describe her
incredible tale, complete with all the delicious details of her
treatment at the hands of the Dean and the Security Chief.
It had all started innocently enough.  He had merely asked his older
sister what she was doing home from Law School during mid-semester.
Jane had seen him and tried to avoid him.  She knew what would happen if
he asked her any questions.  The drug she had been exposed to by the
library staff at school would force her to tell him the whole story!
She couldn’t bear having her obnoxious little brother know that her free
will had been destroyed by the drug.  That she was now COMPELLED to obey
any order given to her by anyone, no matter how she tried not to...
"First thing, I want you to take ALL of your clothes off!" He grinned
and licked his lips.
"Come on, Dennis, you little snot.  I’m your SISTER.  Wouldn’t you much
rather look at some other girls?" Jane objected but her hands
immediately went to her blouse and started undoing the buttons.
Jane saw him leering at her but was unable to stop herself from obeying
his order.
"This isn’t funny, Dennis!  I’ll KILL you, you little shit!  Tell me to
stop!"
"NOOOOO way, Janie.  As a matter of fact, I want you to do a striptease
for me!  Yeah!" He turned the stereo on in the living room and sat down
in the big chair, his father’s chair.  Nobody was home except for
himself and Jane and he laughed as he watched her face turn scarlet.
"Not here in the living room, Dennis!  Please!"
"Yeah, RIGHT here!  Do it slowly and bump and grind as sexily as you
can.  Try to turn me on.  Don’t be bashful!"
Dennis got up and walked over to the big bay window.  He opened up the
vertical blinds, then did the same to the two windows on the other
wall.  He then opened the front door wide and turned the music up a
little louder before sitting back down in the chair.  Jane had taken her
shirt off and was swinging it over her head.  She threw it towards him
then kicked off her shoes.  She unbuttoned her jeans and began slowly
lowering them as she swayed and gyrated.
"What are you doing, you little monster!  Close the blinds!  Someone
might see me!"
"Oh yeah?  Well, why don’t you just go outside right in the middle of
the street and finish your striptease!" he shot back.
"No!  Please!  I-I’m sorry.  Really!" Jane had already begun hobbling
towards the open door.  Her jeans were around her knees.
"Okay, stay here, but you better be nice to me and stop calling me names
or you’ll be sorry.  Now keep stripping."
Jane groaned, half in relief, and continued pushing her jeans all the
way down to her ankles.  She stepped out of them, one foot at a time,
then kicked them to the side of the room as she bumped her hips to the
music.  She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.  As she
pulled the straps forward she kept her arms over her breasts.  Dennis
leaned forward and leered as she lowered her arms, exposing a very nice
set of knockers with large aureoles.
Dennis began clapping his hands and shouting "Make your nipples stand
up!  Rub your titties!" His mouth watered as he watched his sister drop
the bra then begin pinching and massaging her nipples to erection.
In spite of herself, she licked her lips and swayed her hips as she
watched Dennis staring at her.  She wanted to smack that grin right off
his face but instead she kept pulling on her nipples as he told her to
do.  When they were rock hard little nubbins she began lowering her
panties.
"Please, Dennis!" she implored.  "This isn’t right.  You’ve had your
revenge, now let me get dressed again."
"Are you kidding?  For all the shitty things you’ve done to me over the
years I oughta make you do jumping jacks on the front lawn.  Besides, a
lot of guys my age would kill to have a college girl at their beck and
call.  Just because you’re my sister doesn’t mean you’re not a girl.
I’m gonna have a LOT of fun making you do things!  I really liked how
that guy at school told you not to cum and you didn’t, not until he told
you it was okay.  I wanna do that too.  It was cool!"
By this time Jane was lifting her feet one at a time to pull her panties
off.  She danced with them covering herself for a minute then tossed
them across the room.  She was finally nude!
"OK, you can stop dancing," Dennis told her as he turned off the music.
"I want you to lie down on the floor on your back with your legs spread
as wide as you can, then rub your titties and beg me to FUCK you!"
"I’ll get you for this, I promise!" Jane spat out as she was laying down
on the floor.  With her legs spread wide open she began rubbing her
nipples and begging her brother to fuck her.
Dennis was enjoying the view.  "Oh yeah, don’t cum until I say you can,"
he giggled.
He watched her with a rock hard erection as she tearfully pleaded with
him to fuck her.  She hated him for what he was doing to her, but she
couldn’t stop herself from doing what he told her.
"Crawl over here now and lay across my lap.  I think you’ve been bad
enough to get a spanking.  I know I’d really like to give you one so get
over here!"
Jane stopped rubbing herself.  She felt close to cumming but she knew
she wouldn’t be able to get off until he told her she could.  It really
humiliated her to have her little brother have so much control over this
most intimate part of her.  She got up, then quickly crawled over to
where the grinning little monster was seated.  She slowly got up and
draped herself across his jeans.  She felt incredibly sluttish as she
felt the coarse material against her naked thighs.  Dennis began
fondling her ass with both hands.  He pinched her a few times and cupped
both of her cheeks.
"Ask me to spank you, Janie."
"Please spank me, Dennis."
Dennis gave her white ass a slap.  "Ask me nicer.  Tell me you’re sorry
for all the times you got me in trouble.  Tell me you want me to punish
you for all the shit I had to take from Mom and Dad because of you.
Tell me how sorry you are over and over again while I beat your ass!"
Dennis began slapping her helpless ass as she begged him to punish her.
She sobbed out her apologies to him as he watched her ass turn from
white to pink.  He could see his hand prints as he whacked her.  The
more she squirmed over his lap the harder he spanked her.  After at
least 50 slaps he stopped and waved his right hand to cool it off.  Jane
was sobbing but still begging his forgiveness.  He pushed her off his
lap and she tumbled to the floor.
"OK Janie, stay on your hands and knees and crawl upstairs.  You’re hot,
you here me?  REALLY hot!  You want to cum so bad but you can’t!  I want
you to crawl upstairs and lie down on your back on my bed, with your
legs spread real wide.  You’re to rub your cunt for five minutes,
getting closer and closer to cumming but you can’t get over the edge.
Then I want you to crawl into Mom and Dad’s room and crawl into their
closet.  Shut the door and rub your cunt for another five minutes.
You’re so hot it’s driving you crazy!  Then you crawl back down here and
I’ll be waiting for you."
"I’ll get you for this you little creep!  If it’s the last thing I do!"
Jane sobbed as she began crawling up the stairs.  Dennis laughed at her
and went to get the video camera.
About ten minutes later Jane appeared again at the top of the stairs.
She had trouble crawling down them so she turned and came down
backwards, a step at a time.  Dennis had the video camera out and
focused it on her red backside as she slowly descended.  When she got to
the bottom she turned to see him pointing the camera at her.  Her face
was tear-stained and her teeth were chattering loudly.
"Put that DOWN you little creep!  I’m gonna kill you!"
Dennis lowered the camera and grinned at his sister.  He despised the
stuck up snob.  Now he was gonna teach the bitch a lesson in humility.
"Lie down on your back and spread your legs...  Now lift your butt up as
far as you can and your head too.  I want you to try to lick your own
pussy!  I know you can’t reach but I want you to get as close as you
can.  Stick your tongue out and try to lick it, and moan a lot, too!"
Dennis focused the camera again and filmed his sister contorting herself
lewdly.  Her knees were up and she was pulling her thighs back as far as
she could.  Dennis was surprised that she got as close to actually
licking herself as she did!  Her tongue was only about six inches away
from her spread pussy as she flicked it out as far as it could go and
moaned in frustration.  Her inner thighs gleamed wetly with pussy juice
and it was obvious how incredibly horny the poor girl was.  She trembled
as she begged, in between moans, for her brother to allow her to cum.
"Please, Dennis!  I’m right on the edge.  I can’t take this anymore.
I’m so horny that if I don’t cum I think I’ll die.  Enough is enough.
Please!"
"No, Jane.  I’m just starting with you.  We’ve got a LONG way to go!  I
don’t know what they used on you at that Law school but just in case
that drug ever does wear off, this video’s gonna be my insurance that
you’ll ALWAYS do what I want!  Face it, Janie, I own you now!
Ha-ha-ha-ha!  The rest of our lives you’re gonna do whatever I tell you
to do!  As for letting you cum, POOR BABY!  No, I want you to get even
CLOSER to the edge!  Come on!  Frig that pussy of yours.  Put some
fingers in your cunt and hover right on the edge for me.  Spread open
your ass for the camera and tell me you want a big fat cock up your
ass!"
"PLEEEEEEEASE, Dennis!  Put a big fat cock up my ass......" Jane was
practically convulsing on the carpet as her whole body involuntarily
shuddered again and again and again.  Dennis filmed her pathetic
thrashings for about ten minutes then put the camera down and picked up
the phone.
"Hi Steve.  Dennis.  Your folks still gonna be away till Sunday?  Yeah,
I know.  Party Time!  Call up some of the guys and we’ll party a little
tonight down your cellar.  My sister’s home from college and I’m
bringing her over....  Yeah, I KNOW she’s an asshole, but she’s gonna
show us a real good time tonight, if you catch my drift...  No, I’m not
shitting!  Just get the guys together around seven, you’re not gonna
BELIEVE this!  OK, bye."
Dennis hung up the phone and leered at his pathetic sister.  Maybe if
she hadn’t been such an obnoxious creep to him all those years he’d have
helped her out.  Now all he thought about was getting even with her, and
getting his rocks off to boot.
She had caught him jacking off once with a Hustler magazine in one
hand.  He thought the house was empty and was lying on top of his bed
naked after taking a shower.  She yelled at him then laughed her ass
off.  The worst part was that she told their parents and actually gave
them the magazine!  What a shit!  She was always ratting on him or
putting him down because she was SOOOO fucking smart.  Well, Miss smart
ass, your ass is MINE now!  HAHAHAHA!
Dennis told Jane to stop and she lowered her legs down, though her teeth
were still chattering.  He then told her to crawl out into the back yard
and get in Duke’s dog house.  Poor old Duke was gone but his house was
still out back.  He told her to kneel inside with her ass sticking out
the opening.  She was to reach back with one hand and frig herself until
he came out to get her.
With a mixture of fear and hatred in her eyes she glared at him then
began crawling out through the kitchen on to the porch.  She then
crawled out on the cool lawn and headed towards the doghouse.
Dennis nearly busted his gut laughing as he saw her pink ass sticking
out of the opening of the doghouse.  He saw her small hand appear
between her opened thighs and get busy rubbing herself.  This was just
too much!
He made himself a sandwich and a glass of milk and sat on the porch
watching her while he ate.  After about ten minutes he got up and walked
out to the dog house.
"How you doing, Janie?" he laughed.
"Don’t do this to me, Dennis.  Not out here in the yard.  Please!"
"Come out of there, Jane.  OK." He smiled as he bent over and attached
Duke’s old collar around Jane’s neck.  He clipped the leash onto it and
stood up straight, jerking it occasionally and snickering.  "So you’re
afraid of being seen, huh?  Climb up on top of the dog house.  That’s
right.  No, the other way.  Put a leg on each side of the roof and face
away from me, so your ass is towards the house.  This way you won’t know
if anybody’s standing in the yard watching you or not."
He took the free end of the leash and tied it to the side of the
doghouse.  He straightened up then pinched her ass a few times.
"Arch your back down and keep your ass pointing up and out.  Now I want
you to balance yourself here and at the same time use your right hand to
really spank yourself HARD.  Lower yourself down a little and just graze
your cunt on the peak of the roof.  Keep yourself right at the edge of
orgasm and wiggle your ass as you spank it, but don’t cum."
Jane’s whole body was shaking with humiliation as she lowered her belly
until her cunt was just bisected by the peak of the roof.  She rubbed it
lightly back and forth and began moaning.  At the same time she lifted
her right hand and brought it down with a sharp slap on her exposed
buttock.
"Keep it up Janie, until I tell you to stop.  Also, I want you to bark
like a dog, too.  Woof!  Woof!  Ha-ha-ha-ha!"
Jane was mortified beyond belief and so horny that she thought she would
faint.  As she complied with his latest instructions Dennis went over to
the driveway, got his basketball, and began shooting hoops.  He left her
like that for nearly twenty minutes.  Her ass was on fire but she
couldn’t stop slapping it.  She also couldn’t stop rubbing her swollen
and dripping cunt on the rough peak of the roof.  Her titties dangled on
either side of the peak and jiggled each time her ass shook.
Dennis finally put down the basketball and got the video camera again.
He had to add some of this footage to his tape!
"PLEEEEEEEEASE l-let me down, Dennis!  PLEEEEEASE!  I p-promise I’ll do
whatever you want, only let me stop!"
Dennis untied the leash from the side of the doghouse and told Jane she
could stop what she was doing and come down.  As she stood before him he
gazed at her and she lowered her eyes.  For the first time in her life
she couldn’t make eye contact with someone!  He told her to get back
down on her hands and knees and he used the leash to lead her back into
the house.
Once inside he stood before her and slowly began to take off his pants.
Jane knew what was coming and she began sniffling.  Dennis tugged his
underpants down and stood before her, his cock was raging.
"I think you know what to do, Jane.  Give me a real good blow job.  I’ve
never had one before so I want you to do the best job you can."
Jane lifted her head until it was only an inch away from the tip of his
cock.  She sniffed it a little then stuck the tip of her tongue out and
gave the head a little lick.  Dennis shuddered a little, but when her
whole mouth sucked his cock inside, his knees nearly buckled!  He sat
down on the big chair and Jane crawled closer and put her mouth around
his cock again.  She began sucking on it, then licking the underside and
around the head.  Dennis put his hands in her hair and began breathing
heavily.
As much as she despised what she was doing she gave him the best head
she could.  She actually took a little perverse pride in being able to
make him tremble and gasp.  She used one hand to cup and fondle his
balls while her mouth began making loud sucking and slurping noises.
Her head was pistoning back and forth on his shiny dick and his eyes
were closed in ecstasy.
Finally she felt him stiffen.  She bore down harder on him and she felt
him start to spasm and then shoot his load against the back of her
throat.  She gobbled it down and continued sucking.  When it was finally
over he opened his eyes and looked down at her kneeling there between
his widely spread thighs.
"That was GREAT Jane!  You’re gonna have to do that for me EVERY day!
MMMMMMMMMM!" He licked his lips.
He pushed her back a little then got up and looked at his watch.
"We gotta get moving, Jane.  We’re supposed to be at Steve’s house in
about fifteen minutes."
He tugged his underwear and his jeans back on and as he was retying his
sneakers he told her to put on her white beach jacket.  He always loved
the way that short jacket made it look like she wasn’t wearing anything
underneath, and he used to fantasize that she didn’t have her bathing
suit on when he saw her in it.  This time it would be for real!  As long
as she didn’t bend over nobody would be able to see that she was stark
naked underneath it.  He unclipped the leash and stuck it in his pocket
but he left Duke’s collar around her neck.
"Let’s go, Jane.  We’re walking over to Steve’s house."
The two of them left the house together.  He, with a mischievous grin on
his face, and her with blushing cheeks nearly as red as her barely
concealed ass.


Well, here’s my contribution.  So far there have been three authors
contributing to the story of The Humiliation of Jane (The Snotty Law
Student).  I hope someone else jumps in to add to this story line,
perhaps one of the two earlier authors or maybe someone new.  Just
please read the entire series first and keep to the story line, but add
in whatever floats your boat!
 - Dr.  Phyllis Hyde-Benson


Humiliation of Jane (NEW)
- by M D James

Part 6

Jane flinched when she heard the phone ring.  It had been a long and
torturous week at home.  Between the humiliation she faced at school and
the humiliation she faced at the hands of her own brother she REALLY
didn’t know what to expect next.

She considered taking her situation to a doctor, and even began to drive
there until some motorist screamed at her "Get off the road, you cunt!"
Besides enduring the powerful orgasm (another command Dennis reinstated
during her first gangbang) she jerked the car completely off the road.
She had to call home, where Dennis answered and basically guided her
back home through her cellular phone.  And BOY did she have to pay for
that one when she came home.

Since then she was barraged with phone calls from all of Dennis’
friends.  The people who she had to fuck and suck earlier who were just
dying for another fuck-feast.  Fortunately, most of these guys asked her
if she wanted to go out, and because they weren’t commands she could say
"no" without any problems.

Stupid brother, she said to herself.  At least he had the decency to
keep my condition a secret… if anyone..

That was when the phone rang.  She hesitantly picked it up.

"Hello?" she said shakily.

"Hi.. Jane?"

"Yes?"

"Hi Jane.  This is Dave St. James.  You probably don’t remember me, do
you?"

Jane racked her mind.  At least THAT was still working.  "Nope.  Sorry."

"Oh," Dave said defeated.  "We were in the same classes in high school.
Remember?"

She tried to remember.  The name sounded familiar.  Then it hit her!
"Oh yeah," she said.  "Davie, right?  We had the same class in English
and social studies."

"Yeah," Dave said, as he flinched trying to forget that nickname.  "Look
Jane, I heard you were in town and I figured if we’d go out see a movie
or something.."

"Look Davie," she said..

"It’s Dave," he corrected her.

"Dave," she said automatically.  "I’m not feeling well right now so I
REALLY don’t think this is a good idea.  Besides I didn’t know you back
then and I sure as hell don’t want to now!"

That’s it, she said to herself.  Reassert yourself!  Take charge of your
life again!

"I’m sorry you aren’t feeling well," Dave said.  "But I KNOW going out
will make you feel better.  Now.."

"LOOK, I don’t want to have anything to DO with you!  You were some
annoying little pest from high school and you’re still one today!
Good-bye!"

She was just about to slam the receiver down when she heard "DON’T HANG
UP THAT PHONE!"

Her arm just stood there, an inch from the phone.  No matter WHAT she
wanted to do, she couldn’t hang up the phone.

"Jane?  Jane are you still there?  Answer me!"

She put the receiver back on her ear.  "Yeah, I hear you, you bastard!
And when I.."

"Shut up," he said.  Then after a minute of silence Dave continued.
"Now, I will pick you up in an hour.  Wear something very sexy.  You
will enjoy being out with me, Jane.  If anyone asks you where you’re
going you’ll simply say ‘I’m going to give Dave St. James a good time.’
Understand?  You can say ‘yes’ if you understand."

"Yes.." she said.  But she wanted to say more.  A whole lot more!  ‘Yes
you rotten no good bastard I can understand you!  And if I didn’t have
that fucking chemical sprayed onto me that took away my fucking free
will I’d have you and every other guy in the area brought up on charges
so fast you’ll wish you were fucking queers!’

"Good.  Now when I say ‘bye’ you can hang up the phone and get ready to
meet me.  Get yourself all cleaned up and dressed real sexily and wait
for me.  Understand?"

"Yes.."

"Good.  I’ll see you in an hour.  You can resume talking once the phone
is hung up.  Bye!"

She slammed the phone down, screaming obscenities as she did.  "FUCK
YOU!  FUCK YOU!  FUCK YOU!  And fuck my fucking bastard brother of mine
for doing this to me!"

An hour later she came down the stairs.  True to Dave’s suggestions, she
showered and put on a sleeveless white blouse and black leather
miniskirt which showed off her shapely legs.  She also wore the "fuck me
now" shoes she didn’t like wearing, but had to so she could look sexy
for her "date."

"Jane?" her mother said when she got to the foot of the stairs.  "Are
you going out, dear?"

"I’m going to give Dave St. James a good time!" Jane said
enthusiastically, even though every fiber of her being wanted to tell
her otherwise.

"Oh!" her mother said, startled at that revelation.  "Well.. you have a
good time, then."

Jane raced out of the house hoping to God Dave wasn’t late.  She didn’t
want anyone else to ask her questions and have them hear the same
response.  Fortunately Dave wasn’t late.  He waited outside his old
Plymouth Horizon.

Jane remembered Dave as a pudgy eunuch of a boy who followed her around
like some lovesick puppy.  Of course, she wanted nothing at all to do
with such a loser.  He was pimple-faced and stood to lose fifty pounds
back then.  Very little had changed since then.  He still could lose
fifty pounds, but now his acne was replaced with a receding hairline.
Either way, in Jane’s mind, he was STILL a loser.

"Hi Jane," Dave said as he leaned to give her a kiss.

"Let’s just get this over with," she said as she avoided his advance and
headed for the passenger side of the car.

Dave opened the passenger side door for her to get in.  Once she did she
slumped into the subcompact car.  She tried to frown, but again because
Dave told her she will "enjoy" going out with him, she retained a grin
that presented the illusion of contentment.

"So where are we going?" she said cheerily.

"Well I thought a movie will be nice.  What do you think?"

"No!" she said with that phony smile.  "Please.. some place quiet..
okay?  Please?  Then you can do what you want to me.  I just want this
over with!"

"I don’t think so Jane," Dave replied with a grin.  He certainly WAS
enjoying this.  "Remember what you told your friends about me in high
school?  You said, quote, ‘I wouldn’t go out with him if he was the last
living being on Earth!  I’d rather die than be seen with him!’
Unquote.  You didn’t think I heard that, did you?  You certainly said it
loud enough in the cafeteria to let everyone know all about my crush on
you.  Well, I’m going to let everyone know that you and I are going
out.  And the first place we’re going is the Cineplex over at the mall."

"No," she said, still grinning.  "Look, I’m sorry, okay?  I was a
stuck-up bitch back then.  There’s no need to do this to me..  please!
Please.. I’ll… I’ll let you fuck me.  I’ll let you fuck me and I’ll
enjoy every minute of it.  Please.. I’ll fuck you in ways you never
thought of before!  Just don’t bring me out in public like this!"

"Why don’t you give me a taste of what’s to come?" Dave said as he
turned a corner. "Unbutton your blouse and let me see what’s underneath
it."

"Oh god.." she said as a tear started to fall.  She really couldn’t cry
because she was told to enjoy being out with him, so it really looked
strange for her to have tears while she happily unbuttoned her blouse to
reveal the lace bra underneath.

"Let me tell you a little of what I went through," Dave said as he took
a peek of her bra-encased tits.  "How about you pull up that skirt and
rub yourself through the panties.  As I was saying..  Yes, you knew I
was in love with you back then.  And you knew it because you had me
doing stupid things.  I carried your books for you, and even helped you
on questions you couldn’t answer.  Remember those little notes asking me
to show you my test answers?  And you always had me get you a soda in
the cafeteria, when you ‘graciously’ let me have lunch with you and your
little group of friends."

Jane started to moan in pleasure as she continued to rub herself through
her lace panties, which were starting to get wet.

"Do you know how many women I’ve been out with since then?" he asked
her.  "Three.  And all of them just like you.  Spoiled bitches who think
they’re God’s gift to the world.  Each one of them have stepped on my
life, twisted it around, and made it into a literal hell, just like you
did all those years ago!"

"MMMMMM…" Jane started to shake as she could feel herself starting to
climax.

"Stop rubbing yourself," he said.  "And button up your blouse again."

"L- look," she said as she fixed her clothes, "it’s not my fault life
treated you so poorly.  That’s YOUR problem, not mine."

"That’s where you’re wrong," he said with a grin.  "You were the first
girl I was in love with.  If you treated me with respect and dignity and
didn’t use me like you did, I may have had the self-confidence to ask
some other girl who wouldn’t treat me like shit.  But every time I found
some beautiful woman they turned out to be just like you- arrogant,
self-centered, and conniving.  They only wanted to use me for what I
could provide them, and teased me just like you did when they got what
they wanted, and then threw me away like I was yesterday’s garbage.
Well now you and I are going to go out, just like I initially wanted to
all those years ago.  And then some."

Dave parked the car in front of the Cineplex.  The old movie theater had
only two movies going that night.. "Crimson Tide" and "Showgirls."  Jane
quickly guessed which one Dave want to see.

"Now here’s the rules of our date," Dave said once he turned the car
off.  "You won’t be able to speak louder than a whisper.  You will cling
to me like you would a boyfriend, and no matter what happens, you will
enjoy our little date like you were having the time of your life.  Now,
let’s go see our movie."

Jane couldn’t believe how utterly humiliating it was for her, not only
to be seen with such a loser, but to go out with him to see a lame movie
like "Showgirls!"  In some ways, she’d much rather be fucking Dennis’
friends over and over.  She prayed that nobody she knew would recognize
her…

"Hi Jane!"

She was wrong.

She was spotted by Kelly and Keith once inside the Cineplex.  They were
Jane’s friends from high school.  Kelly, with her cute face and red hair
tied off into a ponytail, and Keith, the blond captain of the college
football team.  The perfect couple…

"Oh no.." Jane whispered.  "Please Dave, don’t let me…"

"Hi," Dave said waving to the couple as they approached.  Jane could see
Kelly was a bit put off by seeing her with such a loser like Dave.  But
she still clung to the guy as though they were in love.

"Jane, it’s been a while," Kelly said.  "How have you been?"

"Fine," she said with a whisper.

"She’s got a bit of a cold," Dave said with a grin.  "You know how it
is.. skinny-dipping in a cold lake will do that to you."  Kelly and
Keith chuckled, but Jane could only blush in embarrassment.  "Well, we
have to get going.  Our movie is about to start and we can’t miss it.
You know, Jane has ALWAYS wanted to see Showgirls."

Jane’s eyes went wide.  "No I didn’t!" she whispered.  But they couldn’t
hear it.

"Really?" Kelly said with her eyes wide. "Well it’s good to see you
Jane.. call me when you get your voice back."

"I will.." Jane whispered.  Even though she knew Kelly wouldn’t want to
talk to her, now she’d have to call anyways once Dave allowed her to
speak normally.  ‘Maybe I can find some way to get out of this,’ she
thought to herself.

The movie was exactly what she heard it to be- a dud.  She didn’t care
for Elizabeth Berkeley’s character at all, and the dance scenes were
even more pathetic.. but that wasn’t why Dave brought her here.

Dave leaned towards Jane.  "You’re getting hornier by the minute," he
whispered to her.  "I want you to start rubbing yourself again, but you
can’t cum yet."

Jane started frigging herself again, this time getting hornier and
hornier.  Dave no longer cared about the movie as much as he was about
seeing Jane play with herself.  He motioned his hand to his crotch.
"You know what to do," he said.

Jane shook her head.

"Do I really have to tell you?" he asked.

She shook her head, this time in resignation, then slid her body off her
seat, and threw her head over his lap.  She undid his belt, then his
pants, and then reached into his briefs and pulled out his cock.  It was
only six inches long, but it didn’t matter to her at this point.  She
had fucked and sucked every kind of cock in the short time, and she was
still addicted to sperm, even though she got her regular "dose" from
Dennis already.

"Oh god, that’s great," Dave murmured as Jane’s head bobbed up and down
his short cock.  "I’ve always wanted a blowjob like the one you’re
giving me.."

"SSHHHH!" came the sound in the seats above them.

The theater was mostly empty.  The movie was on it’s last day, and
hardly anyone went to see it because of the lame reviews and the NC-17
rating.  But there were a few guys there who liked the movie.

"Stop sucking me," he said to her.  "I want you to go to every guy here
and offer to suck them off.  If they say yes, you give them the best
blow job of their lives."

"Please, no," she whispered to him.  "Please, don’t make me do this.."

But it was too late for her.  She got out of her chair and walked over
to the closest guy.  Without even thinking she whispered into his ear.
"I want to suck you off…"

The 42-year old guy didn’t say anything.  He just nodded and pointed
down to his crotch.  Jane got down on her knees and opened up his
pants.  She reached in and gave her cock a few jerks to get it hard,
then she moved the whole thing into her mouth.  She wanted to suck fast
and get it over with, but instead she had to take her time and give it
the best blow job she could.

Minutes later she could feel him stiffen as he was about to cum.  She
bobbed her head hard and fast, working his cock to the brink, and then
sucking in all the cum that he sprayed into her mouth.  She cleaned him
up quietly walked over to the next man.

She whispered her offer to the man in his late twenties.  He didn’t say
anything.  When she repeated her offer, the man simply shook his head.
Jane breathed a sigh of relief and moved on to the next guy.

The third man was an older gentleman.  Maybe in his late sixties.  Jane
couldn’t see too well who it was, but she figured he’d just say no and
then she could go back to her seat.

"Please.." she whispered into his ear, "let me suck you off."

Then when the man turned her heart sank.  It was Frank Rizzo, her high
school English teacher!

Oh god, no, she said to herself.  Please don’t recognize me.  Please..

Mister Rizzo smiled.  "Hello Jane.  Are you offering to give me a
blowjob?"

Jane blushed as she nodded.

Mr. Rizzo then held up one hand.  "Let’s see what you’ve got."

Jane couldn’t believe this was the man who helped advise her in high
school, and now she was unzipping his fly and pulling out his wrinkled
cock to suck on!  She could remember all the times he advised her on how
to get into college.  All the compliments he gave her for her work.

"Oh.. yes Jane.." he murmured as he put his hands on top of her bobbing
head.  "So good.."

It didn’t take long for him to cum in her mouth.  The taste was stale,
almost as old as he was.  But she still sucked his dick clean, then put
it back into his trousers.  She wanted to leave, but he grabbed her arm.

"You’ll have to call me soon," he said with a grin.  "So we can.. talk..
about the old times.."

Jane, still in shock, simply nodded.  Another command.  Another thing
she’d HAVE to do.

There wasn’t anyone else left in the theater, so she went back to her
seat next to Dave.  The movie was almost over, and she was thankful for
that.

"How many guys did you suck?" Dave whispered.

"Two," she replied with her phony smile.

Then Dave unzipped his pants again.  "Well, let’s make it three."

---

The Humiliation of Jane (NEW!)

- by M D James

Part 7

Dave came into Jane’s mouth just before the movie ended.  She had just
finished sucking him dry when the house lights came on.  She quickly
cleaned herself up as Dave zipped up his pants.

"That was nice," Dave said.  "Are you having fun?"

"N.." she started to whisper, but then replied "Yes Dave, I’m having a
wonderful time."

"Good," he said smiling.  "Let’s go.  The night’s far from over."

Jane clutched tightly to Dave as he led her out of the theater.  She was
embarrassed he had her offer blowjobs to every man watching the movie,
and she desperately didn’t want to be seen by anyone.  She spent years
building up a reputation as a woman beyond reproach, a women in control
of things.  Now because of this stupid chemical, everyone whom she’s
stepped on has been dishing their revenge on her.  First the employees
at the Law Library, then the Dean, then the security department, then
her own brother, and now the little worm she used to step on in high
school.  How many other people would be next?

Once in the car, Jane asked if she could speak normally.  Dave nodded.

"How did you find out?" she asked.

"About you?" he asked as he started the car.  "Well you may not know
this but I know a few friends at that law school you go to.  One of them
worked at the library and told me about what they did to you.  When he
heard you weren’t in school anymore he figured you went home, so he gave
me a call."

"So that you can have your little revenge on me as well," she said,
pouting.

"I told you that you’ve brought this on yourself.."

"FUCK YOU!" she screamed.  "I didn’t bring ANYTHING on myself.  YOU
did!  You did this to me!  You’re commanding me to do this!  You.."

"SHUT UP!"

Instantly her jaws clamped shut as they left the parking lot and headed
for the highway.

"You brought this on yourself," Dave continued, "because you stepped on
people for your personal gain.  You didn’t give a shit about anyone
else, just what YOU wanted.  Now you’re getting what’s due."

She started to whimper.  She still wasn’t allowed to cry, because she
was told she will enjoy her "date."

"Now," he said, "I’m really not a bad guy.  Really.  If you bothered to
notice, I was a pretty decent guy back in high school.  To a fault, I’m
told.  So for ‘old times sake’ I can help you out tonight.  Now I want
you to tell me all of the things you’re commanded to do."

Jane sniffled as she told him everything.  All the sucking and fucking,
her having powerful orgasms upon hearing the word "cunt" (which she
demonstrated once uttering the word), being addicted to sperm, stripping
for Dennis whenever their parents weren’t home, having to call people
when told to, even being forced to wear a T-shirt that said "Your wish
is my command" unless told otherwise.

By the time she finished they pulled into the local motel.

"Do you have a credit card?" Dave asked.

"Yes, but…"

"You’ll pay for the room," he said.

She didn’t bother putting any resistance to it.  She knew that the night
was far from over.

Dave escorted Jane into the hotel room.  She was unimpressed by it.  The
hotel room was small and Spartan.  There was a TV/radio with a cable box
hooked up to it.  The cardboard flap on top of the box displayed times
for porno movies and how to access them.

"Why didn’t you take me to your house?" she asked him as he put the "Do
Not Disturb" sign on the door.  "Why here?"

"I’d rather not say," was his reply.

"So I wouldn’t have to see what kind of a hell-hole you really live in?"
she asked snidely.

"That’s one interpretation.." he said.  "Besides, we can be as noisy as
we want to be.. and we won’t get much sleep tonight, that’s for
certain."

Then it occurred to Jane that perhaps she was taking it the wrong way.
He WANTS her to feel humiliated by it all.  What if she gave him what he
wanted?

She tossed her purse on the table and kicked off her shoes.  "So what
now, Dave?  I strip, I suck, I fuck.. you cum in my mouth, my ass, in
me, on me, around me..  I play with myself, you play with me, you make
me play with you… what’s left for you to do to me that’s so
humiliating?"  She unbuttoned her blouse.  "I mean, I’ve fucked maybe
fifty guys since I’ve been home.  My pussy is so wide I could park your
car in it!  My ass is so big it whistles if the wind blows just right!
What’s left?  Huh?"

She stood there, with her shirt unbuttoned, her bra-encased tits
visible.  Dave St. James simply stood there with a clueless look that
Jane remembered well - she FINALLY regained control over the situation.
He didn’t know how to respond to her boldness!

Then he grinned.  "Take it all off," he said.

She sighed.  "Oh, OK.."  She removed her open shirt, then the miniskirt,
the stockings, the garter belt, then finally her bra and panties.  All
as nonchalantly as though she were in her own bedroom.  "There!" she
exclaimed as she rubbed her breasts.  "See?  What now?"

"Now step outside."

"WHAT??" she exclaimed as she started to head to the door.

"Fuck the hell out of first guy you see after you open the door, no
matter who he is.  Fuck him like you never fucked anyone before."

She got nervous as she reached for the doorknob.  Showing up someone
like Dave was one thing.. but now her biggest fear - going out stark
naked and fucking the first guy she saw - could very well come true.
She had visions of having to fuck the butt-ugly cab driver they saw as
they arrived, or the police officers who were running radar checks.

"Please," she said as her hand shook on the doorknob, "don’t make me do
this.."

"Close your eyes," he said.

She did, at the same time her hand turned the doorknob and opened the
door.  She started to walk out naked into the open parking lot.  What
sort of trouble was she going to get into?  PLEASE, she thought to
herself, let him stop this before it goes too far!

"Turn around and open your eyes."

She did, seeing Dave stand there in the room.  Instantly she bolted back
inside and went straight for the zipper of his pants.

"Oh god," she mumbled as she reached in for his cock, "I thought you
were really going to do it!"

She hungrily took his cock into her mouth, making obscene slurping
sounds as she sucked it to full erection.

"OHHHHHH yeah!" Dave said with satisfaction.  "That was just a warning..
I still could tell you to do that at any time… oh yeah…. so.. so don’t
forget that."

Jane continued to suck on his rod, while her hands were pulling off his
pants.  Then with his clothes in a pile at his feet, Jane grabbed both
hands around his ass and sucked hard until he came in her mouth.

With his jism still on the sides of her mouth, Jane then began rubbing
her breasts against his cock.  "Oh.. please," she said as she moved her
tits around his spent cock, "let me fuck you.. I want you to enjoy it..
really.."

With his cock sliding around her hot tits, it didn’t take long for him
to get hard again.  And once he was, she grabbed hold of it and led it
into her wet pussy.

"SSSSSSSSSS" she hissed as she brought him inside her.

"OOOHHHH… YEAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Dave said with delight.

He didn’t need any more encouragement as he began to slowly piston
himself in and out of her hot cunt.

Jane could feel his out-of-shape stomach slap against her taut belly as
he pumped her. She didn’t want to fuck him.  She wanted to sleep.  She
wanted to gargle a gallon of mouthwash to get the taste of sperm out of
her mouth.  But most of all, she wanted to find some way to get her free
will back so she can tell all these people to FUCK OFF!!

"Cum .. for me…" he said with a groan.  "Cum.. HARD for me.."

She cried out as she climaxed.  Her whole body shook.

"Again.." he said.  "Keep cumming…!"

Jane kept on cumming.  She couldn’t think anymore.  Nothing mattered
anymore.  Just his cock and her body as she climaxed over and over.

It didn’t take long for Dave to cum inside her.  She could barely feel
his cock as it pulsed inside her, exploding it’s spunk into her.  Then
she cried out again as she climaxed yet again… and again…

She didn’t know how long she came before she could feel Dave get hard
again and insert his cock into her, this time rolling her over and
entering her from behind.  But it didn’t matter to her.. she was STILL
cumming!  Still crying out as she climaxed over and over…

Dave didn’t stay in her pussy for long, not with her ass more readily
available!  He positioned his cock around the rubbery entrance to her
anus, and, with Jane still screaming in delight, slowly pushed the head
in.  True to her word, Jane’s asshole was so loose it felt just like her
cunt!  There was little tightness at all in her shitter!

"OHHH Jane.." he grunted.  "Your ASS… is so fucking.. WONDERFUL!!"

"OOOOHHH!.." she said in a cracked voice between orgasms, " P-please!
I-I-IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!… I need to r-r-RESTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!"

"Oh…  Not yet… ALMOST!!!…. UUNNNGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He shuddered, then his cock erupted again, this time shooting cum up her
ass.  She couldn’t feel him cum this time.  She was continually cumming
for so long, and so hard, that she couldn’t feel anything anymore.

"Stop cumming," he said as he pulled his cock out of her ass.

For a minute, she thought she wouldn’t stop.  She could barely hear
him.  Her whole body was sore, and she could swear she pulled a few
muscles.

"You.. bastard.." she said hoarsely.  "You.. could.. have KILLED me.."

But before he could reply, she drifted to sleep.

When she awoke, it was past 2 in the morning.

"Huh?" she said, still a bit hoarse.  "Wha..?"

She was lying face down on the bed, still very much naked.  She looked
around and found Dave sitting on the little chair, watching the porno
movie on TV.  He was still dressed in his underwear.

"I guess I didn’t kill you," he said with a smile.

"You bastard," she said as she got up, wincing at the muscles she
certainly pulled.  "Why did you do that?"

"Because I can," he said as he watched her walk into the bathroom.
"Consider that part of some of the frustration *I* went through since
high school.  You had me jumping over hoops then, and you didn’t care
what happened to me."

He could hear the toilet flush between the "OHH" and "AHH" of the porno
movie.  Then he heard the shower running.  He got up and walked into the
bathroom.

Jane was startled by the shower curtain being pulled back.  "HEY!" she
exclaimed.  "I’m taking a shower!"

"So?" he said as he closed the toilet lid and sat down.  "Don’t let me
stop you from taking a shower."

"You pervert," she said as she continued to wash herself with the
miniature hotel soap.  "Make me fuck you.. suck off those guys.. almost
kill me by cumming so many times…"

"Play with yourself," he said.

Her hands automatically went to her clit, rubbing it slowly.  "Oohh..
you bastard!  Make me cum for you.."

She moved the hand with the soap to her breasts, massaging them with the
bar.  "You like this?  Huh?  Oohh.. Watching me play with myself for
you… UUNNGGHH… Why don’t you jerk off… huh? … Why aren’t you jerking
off?"

Dave’s hand was reaching for his cock, but instead he got up and
stripped off his underwear.  Jane’s eyes got wide as he started to get
in the shower with him.

"Give me the soap," he said as he closed the shower curtain behind him.
"Stop playing with yourself and start washing me off with your soapy
hands."

She complied, moving her soapy hands across his hairy chest.  He built
up a lather, then began massaging her tits.

"You like this?" she said trying to sound as slutty as she could.  "Does
this get you hot?  Is this what you wanted to do with me in high
school?"  She moved her hand down to his cock.  "Do you want me to jerk
you off in here?  How about fucking me?  Yeah.. taking me from behind..
or better yet, in my ass?  Hmm?  How about that?"

He didn’t say anything, just spun her around.

"Yeah, that’s right.. fuck me.. just fuck the shit out of me.. get it
out of your system already!"

But instead of fucking her, Dave resumed massaging her tits with his
soapy hands.  "I read about this on the Internet," he said.  "You’ll
love it!"

Jane couldn’t help but love it, even if he didn’t tell her to.  The
sensation of his hands on her body, the warm water, the soap.. she never
felt such tenderness before.  Most of the guys who have humiliated her
just fucked her.  Even her boyfriends - back when she HAD boyfriends -
were never this gentle.  They just wanted a quick suck or a quick fuck.

She hummed in pleasure as he moved his hands from her breasts to her
sore ribs, then to her belly, where she had even more sore muscles from
her strong orgasms. "D-don’t do that," she said.

"Why?  Does it hurt?"

"N-no.. but.."

"Does it help?"

She hesitated.  It DID feel good, but she didn’t want to feel good.  And
she didn’t want HIM to know it.

"Be honest," he said.

"Yes," she said automatically.  "It feels so good.. and I don’t want to
feel so good right now.."

His hands gravitated down to her clit, and he slowly massaged it with
his soapy fingers.

"OOOHH.. no.. Dave.. don’t… NNNHHHH…. P-please… OHHHHHH…"

She felt his body rest against hers.  She leaned against the shower
wall, no longer underneath the warm water, awash in the pleasure Dave
St. James was giving through his hands.

"OOOHHHH… OH!… MMMMM… please… don’t stop… I.. I want to… I want to cum…
OOHHHHHHH!!!!!"

His gentle finger-fucking continued for minutes, slowly bringing her to
a climax.  Her body shook, and all the strength had left her body.  Only
the shower wall and Dave’s warm and wet body kept her standing.

Dave turned the shower off and filled the tub with water, then as it
filled, slowly led Jane down into the tub in front of him.  The water
was warm, and she could feel her muscles relax as it crept up her body.

"Why?" she murmured.  "Why don’t you just fuck me and get it over with?"

"If sex was all I was interested in," he said as he held her, "we would
have been done earlier.  But I want more than just that.  I want to make
up some lost ground."

"That’s sweet," she said, "but why don’t you just find yourself a girl
who wants to be with you?  I mean REALLY wants to be with you, not
coerced."

"Maybe later," he said as he put his hands around her breasts.  "But
right now you need a friend…"

"I’ve GOT friends," she intercepted.

"Bullshit.  You got opportunists.  Stepping stones.  People who’ve
either shit on you, or you’ve shit on them.  That’s what got you in the
situation you’re in now."

"And YOU think you can be different?"

He smiled.  "Given a chance, yes."

She thought about that for a minute.  Sure he was still a shit, but he
did have a point.  Everyone in her life were just stepping stones.  Her
family, friends, teachers, other students… all just means to her end,
and now because of her affliction THEY all have the upper hand, using
her as a stepping stone.  Where can she really turn?  WHO can she turn
to?

"Fuck," she said out loud.  "Oh, okay…  Now what?"

"Now," he said, "we’ll fuck.  Then we’ll see about removing some of
those commands."

She got on top of him and slowly brought him to another climax, all the
while hoping that he, unlike those she turned to, would help her instead
of using her…

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Is that the end?  GOD I hope not!

- MD James

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Hope you like the direction this story takes. I see a possible
confrontation between Dave and Dr. S down the line, yes maybe?

Oh, yeah, this is for ADULTS - if you’re not an adult, GO AWAY!

-Erotic987

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Chapter 8 - by Erotic987


Dr. Roger S looked out over the top of his too-rapidly-cooling cup of
coffee.  He gazed from one end of the restaurant to the other.  Most of
the students were sitting alone, staring intently at the spiral
notebooks and textbooks in front of them.  They were preparing for their
midterms.  Everyone’s attention was on the Cram -- that 48 hour ritual
they endured to avoid having to study the rest of the semester.

It was reassuring in a small way.  The steep decline in requests for
Jane had puzzled him for the last few days - now the reason was clear.
The students saw everything in close focus - academic survival was their
current target.  Then, he had no doubt, her phone would start ringing
again.

He took a sip of the coffee and set it back down with a grin.  For some
reason, the image of Tom - one of the boys who worked at the law library
- drifted into his mind.  It had been Tom who administered the "special
gas" and Tom who had pushed her the farthest and the fastest.

It was nearly four o’clock.  Time for his scheduled appointment with
Steve.  He scribbled a few more lines in his notebook, then closed the
cover.  He slid the notebook into the back pocket of his leather
portfolio -- it wouldn’t do for anyone to read the records of his most
prized experiment: Ms. Jane R.

Jane had come to him several weeks ago, complaining of headaches.  The
diagnosis was simple: she was a confused girl who was wound way too
tight.  She’d picked up the notion somewhere along the line that being a
bitch was the way to get things done.  She’d been that way through most
of junior high and high school.  But, after a few years of that at the
college level, it was beginning to take its toll.  She was noticing that
no one would work with her in her classes, no one would help her with
her computer or other media problems, and the clerks at the law library
all looked at her with hate.  The bitch persona was wearing her down but
she didn’t know how to get rid of it.

On top of that, she was severely sexually repressed.  It took less than
two sessions for him to be certain that she was on the verge of a
breakdown if the sexual tension wasn’t relieved.  All she needed was
something to push her over the edge.  That was when he’d devised the
experiment.

A simple chemical mixture that would make her temporarily high, dizzy,
feeling a bit out of control, combined with some of the suggestions he’d
given her under hypnosis at the last three sessions, combined with Tom’s
straightforward, no-possibility-of-mistake approach, had done the
trick.  The genie was out of the bottle, her libido was unleashed and
she was convinced there was nothing she could do to stop it.  He
chuckled a bit as he thought about how easily she had given up the
fight.  The feeling would have worn off in a matter of hours, yet she’d
shown no signs of slowing down.  And it was now more than a week later.
If she kept going at the same rate, she’d be ready for him in another
two or three weeks.

"Professor?"

Roger looked up.  It was Steve.

"Ah, Steve.  Here, sit down.  Tell me what’s been happening with Jane."

Steve didn’t sit.  Roger noticed that he seemed a bit nervous.

"What’s the matter?"

"Something’s happening with Jane.  The other day, I phoned her and asked
her over for a date.  And...she turned me down."

Roger tipped his head and wrinkled his brow as he digested the
information.  "Say it again?  And be very precise, what did you say and
what did she say?"

"Well, I told her that I had something she needed - you know, referring
to the addiction..."

Roger nodded.

"And that I would be home for another half hour, so she’d better hurry.
She was quiet for a few seconds, I thought I heard her whisper
something, then said she was busy and couldn’t make it."

"You heard her whisper something?"

"I’m not sure."

Roger took a sip of his coffee.  He thought through the reports he’d
been getting of the last week’s activities.

"Tell me what you know about this Dave person."

Steve sat down.  "Well, that’s interesting, now that you mention it.
She’s been hanging out with him a lot.  They’re always necking at the
movies or putting on a little tease at the porno book store or
something.  A couple of us guys were getting pissed that he was kind of
taking her over."

"Could he have been there, could he have told her to say no?"

"Well... I don’t know.  I guess so."

Roger nodded.  He was beginning to see a picture forming.

"OK, look.  Here’s what I want you to do."

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"Jane!"

She jumped in fright at the soft voice that came from the bushes.

"You scared the shit out of me!"

"Yeah, well, that happens."

Steve stepped out of the bushes and onto her front porch.

"So, how was your date with Dave tonight?"  he asked, running a finger
along her left forearm.

"It was nice," she answered, not looking at him.

"Did you fuck him?  Or was it one of your wonderful cum-drinking
blowjobs?"

She tried not to answer, but her mouth said "It was a blowjob."

"Is that all?"

"No."

"Well?  Don’t hold out on me, you know better."

"First, he made me give him a hand-job, then watched me as I licked up
the cum."

"Oh, that must have been nice.  Why don’t you sit down here on the step
and tell me all about it?"

"What do you want?" she asked in an angry tone, as her body sat down on
the top step.

"Me?  Oh, I think you know.  But for now, why don’t you put your heels
together, spread your knees wide, and tell me the story.  Oh, and as
you’re telling it, I want you to start getting the taste for a mouthful
of cum again..."

He smiled as he watched her - she didn’t even struggle for control any
longer, just resigned herself to her fate.

"We were in a parking lot.  He parked the car and told me to open the
glove box.  I did and found a piece of plastic wrap.  He made me wrap it
around the base of his cock, then spread it out flat in his lap.   Then,
he had me give him a hand job.  I was able to use both hands, one on his
balls and one on his cock.  I kissed and licked and bit his ears and
neck, whispered to him what I was going to do to him later - how he
could fuck me deep again, how I’d sit on top of him and ride him until
he spurted into my cunt, how he could fuck my ass if he wanted to - all
the time massaging his cock with my hand.  I’d let the palm of my hand
rub lightly across the head, then my fingers along the shaft, then grip
him a little tighter - make it feel like a cunt - then back to my palm
again.  He started to moan, his legs went stiff, I could hear his
breathing get fast and shallow.  I put my other hand right above the
opening of his cock so we wouldn’t lose any or get any on his clothes.
Then, he started shooting his cum against my hand.  It dripped between
my fingers, across the back and palm of my hand, gathering in little
pools on the plastic wrap.  I kept my hand at the top of his cock then,
just working the head, for another minute.  Then, working him hard from
the base to the head - milking out every drop that was left inside.  I
stared at it the way I used to look down at a strawberry sundae… it
looked delicious.  It was like my favorite topping was smeared all over
my fingers and hands.

"When he whispered  ‘enough’, I knew I should stop.   I know how
sensitive you boys get afterwards..."  She gave him a little smile.

"And...?"

"He . . . made me wait.  He made me say please."

He caught the hesitation in her voice.  "Wait, Jane.  I don’t believe
that’s exactly how it went? Tell me again...?"

"I . . . started asking him if I could lick it off my fingers.  I hadn’t
had any at all before that and I was starved for it."

"So, he didn’t ‘make’ you.  You asked for it?"

"Yessss..." she whispered.

"You asked him if you could lick his cum off of your hand?"

"Yes.  I needed it."

"And the plastic?"

She turned her head away.  "Yes, off of the plastic too."

She snapped her head back toward him.  "Happy!? Asshole??"

He clapped his hands in front of himself in a faked reaction of joy.
"Thrilled!"

There was a noise in the street and a van pulled to the curb.

"In fact, more than thrilled.  Elated, actually!  Because we are going
to make sure you don’t have that particular problem for a long, long
time."

She looked at the van, looked at Steve, then back at the van.

"What’s going on?"

Three men stepped out of the van and walked up the sidewalk toward Jane
and Steve.  She recognized two of them from the party’ at Steve’s last
weekend.

"Jane!  We heard you’d been hungry for ..."

The three of them in unison: "...you know what!"

"So, we arranged a little something for you.  Stand up and walk to the
van, and put your arms around one of us.  The one you want to fuck
first."

Again, she felt her body move on its own.  She stood, put her arm around
the shortest of the three, and started walking to the van.  "And shake
your ass while you walk."

Feeling the hot flush of humiliation come to her cheeks, she swayed her
ass as they walked toward the van.

Once inside, Steve strapped her seat belt on, then took the passenger
seat in front for himself.

"Your brother has already told your parents that you decided to stay
with a girlfriend for the next two nights, so they won’t be expecting
you.  In fact, no one but us even knows you are ... shall we say ...
missing?"

"Dennis wouldn’t!"

"Shit, honey, Dennis isn’t exactly an angel, is he?"

She didn’t answer.

"No need to answer that one, sweet."

The van swung onto the freeway and picked up speed.  After an hour or so
of driving, all three of the men in the seat behind her were asleep.
Steve had told her several times that she might as well take a nap too.
But, she refused, watching the roads so she would know where they were
taking her.

At some point later, they pulled over to the side and switched drivers.
Then, someone came in back and handed her a blindfold.  "Take off your
skirt and put this on."

She unsnapped and unzipped the short leather skirt Dave loved so much.
Rising slightly in her seat, she slid it down around her knees, then to
the floor.  She was wearing a powder blue nylon thong underneath.

"Oh, leave that!" he told her.

She wrapped the blindfold around her eyes, tied it behind her head, and
shook her hair.  She couldn’t see anything.  Sensing she had no hope of
learning where they were taking her, she fell asleep.

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Chapter 9 - by Erotic987

"I don’t understand!  You know I can’t say no, why did you have to
kidnap me?"

She was standing in the kitchen of a good-size cabin.  They had told her
to remove her top and shoes, but leave the thong.  And, she was given a
pair of high, white go-go type boots with 2 inch heels to wear.  Aside
from that, she was naked.

"Oh, you haven’t been kidnapped.  We’re just some friends out for a
weekend trip, right?"

She didn’t reply.

"Oh, I’m sorry.  Let me rephrase that.  Jane, we are friends and you are
here willingly.  Say it."

"You are my friends and I am here willingly," her mouth said.

"And you want to fuck and suck us until we drop."

"And I want to fuck and suck you until you drop."

"Good.  Oh, by the way, it’s been how many hours since you had a
mouthful...?  Eight? Nine?  Are you getting the craving yet?"

Actually, she was.  She’d noticed it earlier, the first time she’d been
given a command.  Something about the surrender triggered all of her
other responses.  As she’d pulled off the sweater, her mouth had started
to water, and by the time he’d had her zip up the boots she was
salivating.

"Yes, I am getting the craving."

"Good.  Now, when one of us says the word  cum’ you are to really,
really feel it. The craving in your mouth, and... let’s see... your cunt
is going to start getting hungry too. Understand?  Do you know what
withdrawal feels like?"

"I’ve seen movies..."

"Well, you won’t get there... but you get the general idea..."

"I get the gener..."

"Cum!"

She felt the familiar tingle again.  It started just above the
clitoris.  A feeling like a finger poised there, just about to tickle
her.  But not quite touching.  She knew this could get unbearable
quickly.  But, she knew what they wanted and how to work them.  She
squatted slightly, opening her knees and moving her hips in a small
circle.

"Who wants it, boys?"

"Cum."

She looked from one to the other.  They were unnaturally calm.  Maybe
this wasn’t going to be so easy.  The salty taste at the back of her
tongue started to rise, saliva started to flow.

"Cum."

The imagined finger had now made contact.  It was rubbing lightly, just
applying mild pressure.  Her insides were lubricating, she could sense
that immediately.  It was a feeling she hadn’t really known until these
last few weeks.

"Cum."

She had to get their attention.  She hooked her thumbs over the elastic
of the thong and pulled it down slightly, revealing just the ridge of
soft hair.  Her throat was getting parched, and she knew it was not a
parch that water could affect.

"This is tasty boys . . . I don’t let myself get out of shape.  Sit-ups,
clenches..."

"Cum."

She was actually feeling hunger now, not only the mild craving in her
mouth, not only the saliva flowing, but her stomach was starting to
feel… hungry.  It had happened before, but she had denied it.
Attributed it to real hunger.  Surely it couldn’t affect her that way!

"Cum."

She threw herself forward, arms landing on one of the men’s knees.  She
pushed her head forward into his crotch.  "Don’t you want a nice blow
job?  I’ll swallow it, you know I will!"

He took her by the shoulders and pushed her back.  Holding her there, he
leaned forward and looked into her eyes.  Without blinking or releasing
his grip in the least, he started whispering "cum...cum...cum".

She ground her hips against the floor, licked her lips, grabbed his
forearms and tried to pull him down.  She rose to her knees, shook her
ass in the air, spread her knees farther again until her crotch touched
the carpet, and begged someone to give her what she needed.

"Bob! Don’t be a prick!" Steve called.

Bob stopped talking, let go of her arms, and sat back in his chair.  She
immediately leaped forward, tried to unbutton his pants.

"Jane!" Steve called.

"Stand up and come over here."

Legs quivering and mouth trickling just a drop of spit down the left
side, she made her way across the room.  When she stood in front of
Steve, he ran his left hand between her legs.  It came away with a wet
smear that ran from his wrist to the tip of his thumb.

"I wonder what you’d be like WITHOUT the underwear..." he grinned.
"But, I don’t want to keep you in this state too long. I know you like
women’s cum too, don’t you?  Why don’t you clean my hand off..."

She grabbed it and licked ravenously, long, wet passes with her tongue.
A satisfied groan came from deep in her throat.  While she was working
his hand, Bob walked into the kitchen.  He returned with a shot glass.

"Jane?"

She turned.

"We all pitched in and got you a little something earlier."

He handed her the small glass.  She recognized it immediately.

"It’s fresh, in fact we all jacked off in the van on the way up her,
just to make sure..."

She raised it to her lips.  Parts of her mind told her that this was the
lowest she’d gone, sipping from a glass of cum in front of a room full
of men.  But that other part - the missing part - didn’t raise any
objections. And her lips, tongue, throat, and belly were in full
agreement.

She took a tentative sip.  The taste spread over her tongue and she felt
its sweet-salty taste satisfy her craving.  She took a larger drink, but
kept it in her mouth.  She savored the taste, didn’t want to waste it,
wanted to prolong the pleasure as much as she could.

"Jane? Tom at the law library told me that the entire point of this
‘change’ that's been made to you has been your humiliation.  Is that
true?"

She lowered the glass, turned her head toward Steve and answered "Yes."

"Well, then us having sex with you isn't really the point, is it?"

She shook her head, lowered her eyes.

"Why don't you finish the little drink we made for you, but give us a
little something to let us know how much you're enjoying it."

She raised the glass of cum back to her lips, tipped it slightly, and
began a low moan.  As the thick, warm  liquid touched her lips, she made
a louder "mmmm" sound, then pulled the glass away from her mouth and
licked her lips.

"This is delicious," she heard her voice say.  "Did ALL of you help?"

Dave shook his head.  "I thought it sounded too weird, so I didn't."  He
paused.  "Besides, I'd much rather feel your lips on my than watch
you..."

"But it's so good..."  She took another sip, there was almost none
left.  Jane closed her eyes, knowing that would turn them on.  Even
though she was still slightly repulsed by the feeling of it sliding down
her throat, she heard herself saying "Mmmm, so tasty."

"When it's done, I want to watch you lick the inside of the glass out.
Push your tongue out as far as you can and let us see you clean it
completely."

"And I can't really see her tits from here!"  Bob objected.  "Have her
raise her elbows a little more!"

Steve motioned and Jane did as she was told.  Her elbows were even with
her shoulders now and she was sticking her tongue into the glass.  She
started at the top of the rim, then slid it along the inside.  They
watched with fascination as her tongue reached all the way to the bottom
of the shot glass.  She made several slow circles around the bottom, her
saliva dripping from her bottom lip and gathering in the bowl of the
glass.  Then, she leaned the glass back and drank that too.

"Now, suck it clean around the rim."

She lowered the glass slightly and closed her lips over the edge.  With
wet, very slow motions, she started sucking the rim.  Then, she began
turning the glass and soon had gone all the way around.

"Oh, damn, I need to fuck her!" Dave said.  The others laughed at his
obvious discomfort.  His hard-on was visible, making a small pup-tent
out of his corduroy pants.

"Here's what we're going to do," said Steve, standing up.  He picked up
several towels and blankets from the couch.  "Come here, Jane."

She rose and walked to where he was standing.  Steve slid the thong over
her ass and down her legs.  "Step out of it."

When she was completely naked, he told her to lay on her back on the
ottoman that was near the fireplace.  She did and he draped one of the
towels over her.  He folded it carefully below her breasts and at her
waist, just where her lower hairline stopped.  Then, he took two others
and lay one over each of her legs.  The tops were just at the top of
each thigh and they covered the entire leg below that.

"Spread your legs as wide as you can."  Without hesitating, she did.
The towels stayed in place.

"Good. Stand up now."

She rose to her feet.  "Raise your arms over your head."  She complied.

With quick movements, Steve secured the towels in place.  She couldn't
tell what he was using, but they were secure and didn't slid.  He
wrapped and secured another towel around each arm, and finally, one was
folded so it covered all of her head.  He left an opening for her nose
and mouth, partially for her to breath.

"There we go.  The perfect weekend treat.  A warm mouth, a pussy, and
two tits."

She realized what he had done.  There was nothing visible to them except
the parts they wanted the most.  She felt the familiar rush of
humiliation that she'd come to know so well in these last few weeks.
This time, it wasn't followed by a sexual stir and she felt nervous
about that.

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Dr. S drove by Jane's house.  As he'd been instructed, Steve had left
several candy wrappers in the gutter in front of the house.  He'd
carried out his assignment.  By now, Jane would be safely away at Dr.
S's cabin, where the four men would keep her for the weekend.  He
smiled, reached in the back seat, and patted his German Shepherd King on
the head.

"Exciting, isn't it?"  He said.

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"Come on, give me a couple of minutes!" Jane yelled.

"I'll make you a deal... when they're finished with you, you can take a
break and make us something to eat."  She recognized Steve's voice.  It
was coming from a distance, so he wasn't one of the ones whose hands she
felt.

One of them had several fingers inside of her, another was kneeling in
front of her, playing with her breasts.  She could feel his hard cock
brush up against her lips and nose from time to time.  She was on her
hands and knees, two of them behind her and at least one in front.  He
was leaning over, reaching around under her, and fondling her.  He was
being very gentle and she wasn't sure why.  She smelled the strong scent
from his balls and cock, but he didn't make any move to put it in her
mouth.

The ones behind her were not being gentle.  The three fingers inside her
were slowly being replaced by four and she'd heard them whispering.  She
couldn't make out what they were saying with the towel covering her
head, but she could hear the tone of their voices change each time the
hand went in or out of her cunt.

She felt hands take both sides of her head and push her nose into the
crotch in front of her.  He was making her smell him, he wasn't trying
to penetrate her.  She didn't understand it.

"You are going to long for this smell, Jane," she heard his voice.  It
was Dave, the one who'd been a little quieter than the others. It had
seemed to her that his hardon embarrassed him earlier.  Now, she wasn't
so sure.

"You are going to sniff around the four of us tonight while we sleep.
You'll sleep with your head in one of our laps, just because you enjoy
the smell.  Maybe we'll find you holding a pair of dirty underwear,
sniffing for the cock smell..."

She felt something inside of her change and suddenly noticed how
wonderful the smell was.  She sniffed the hair on his balls, pushed her
head deeper, nuzzled the small space at the top of the scrotum, just
where it joins the penis.  It was as delicious as the cum she'd sipped
earlier.

With her eyes closed, the smell became her entire sensory world.  It
took over her eyes, her ears, and started to make her salivate. She
noticed the slight, salty taste at the edges of her tongue that
indicated something else was making her drool.  It was now the smell of
a male.

Her mind was quickly drawn out of her reverie when she felt two hands
pulling her thighs apart.

"I'm certain she can take it."

"I'm not."

"Let's bet on it!"

She clenched her ass cheeks slightly, but knew it was no use.  A word
from one of them and she'd relax and let them have their way.

"How much are we talking about?"

"Just past the knuckles.  After that, it's in. Who cares after that?"

She panicked slightly as she figured out what they were talking about.

"I think to the wrist at least.  Maybe past."

"OK, to here.. About an inch past the wrist."

She moved her knees slightly back together.

"Oh Jane!  Please don't get the idea you can... oh Jane, I have a
wonderful idea!"  It was Steve again.  She heard him walk across the
room.  He knelt beside her and undid the taping at the back of her
head.  The towel loosened.

"I really think I want your head uncovered."

He pulled the towel off.  She blinked her eyes, the light hurt.  There
were only two shadows in front of her.  It took he a few minutes for her
eyes to adjust and see them as men.

"Jane, lay on your back.  Someone, go get the mirror from the bathroom."

She rolled over, relaxed a little.  Her knees were up, feet planted flat
on the floor.  One of the others, the one whose name she didn't know,
returned with a 18inch X 24inch mirror from the other room.  He held it
above her.

"Let's adjust this so she can see what Bob's doing."

Dave held her head in his lap and they moved the mirror around until she
could see directly between her legs. Bob's hand was poised at the
opening of her cunt.

"Bob, lube up at least..." Steve said, with a tone of disapproval in his
voice.  He returned his attention to Jane as Bob reached into a small
bag.

"He's brought several surgical gloves just for this.  And plenty of KY
jelly.  Watch, he's going to pull the glove on.  It's very thin, won't
add to your discomfort at all.  And, he'll get the entire feeling from
inside of you.  Kind of like a rubber, you know?  You don't want to miss
the sensation because of some silly layer of latex."

Bob snapped the glove into place.

"Now, he's going to smear it very liberally with the lubricant.  When he
pushes it up inside of you, we don't want to you be hurt.  That isn't
the point. It's only ... well, I think you know why we're doing it."

She couldn't move, didn't answer.

"Well?  DO you find it humiliating?  Laying here with your legs spread,
knowing the four ... pardon me, the FIVE ... of us are going to watch
Bob give you a very, very thorough examination?"

A tear rolled from her left eye.  Steve leaned forward and kissed it.

"The nice thing ... for me anyway ... is that we can tell you to relax
and your body will do it.  Or, we can tell you to resist and you'll
tighten up.  So, the amount of pain you experience is completely within
our control.  And, as I've said, we aren't in this for the pain."

While he talked, she let her mind drift to the smell of his crotch.  He
was near enough to her that she could distinguish his scent from Dave's
corduroy smell.  She closed her eyes and let herself drift in the
scent.  It made her mouth water again and she felt her cunt start to
lubricate.  Was she protecting herself from Bob or wishing she could
move her head between Steve's legs and just rest there?

"Jane?  Did we lose you?"

She raised herself slightly up, took a deeper breath, her nose moving
toward Steve's crotch.

"Dave, you've created a monster!" Dave chuckled.

"Jane?  You are going to relax your cunt muscles, do you understand?
You are going to relax, open up, no resistance.  Bob is going to push
his hand inside you.  You are going to enjoy it.  You are going to lay
completely still until he is in.  You are going to relax..."

She wasn't listening - not consciously.  She was adrift in the smell,
the same wonderful smell she'd experienced during all those blowjobs
she'd given since the start of this thing.  She knew it was a mixture of
sweat and secretions from his glands.  She wanted to lick it, see what
it tasted like.

She felt fingers at the opening of her cunt but they didn't register.
She let her knees fall wider apart, heels sliding together.  She arched
her back, raising her cunt to Bob's hand.  But her focus was on the
smell.  If he had his pants down, she could lean forward just a little
more and put out her tongue, lick the bottom of that sack that hung
underneath his cock.  His cock would be erect and she'd be able to get
to the soft flesh easily.  She could close her mouth on the hairs, get
them wet with her saliva, then suck them clean - taking the secretions
with her.  She would have captured his smell on her tongue.

Bob's pushed his middle finger through the opening of her cunt.  He
pushed it in deep, all the way until his knuckles stopped him from going
any further.  Then, he slid it back out.

She took a deep breath again.  It was a combination of her excitement
over the penetration and humiliation that set her off.  "M-more..
UUNNGGH!!"

Dave was ecstatic.  "I’d never thought I’d see the day I'd have Jane R.
on tape asking someone to shove a fist up into her pussy... wow!"

"Yeah," said Bob.  "Can you imagine she actually wanted it?  That's
sick."

"No way would I put my hand up inside of there.  That's perverted..."

Dave let go of her head and she rested it on the floor.  She was crying,
knew that they were finished with her for now.  No fingers, no fist. No
orgasm.  No smell, no blowjob.  She heard the  pop' noise that meant
they were opening beer cans.  Then, she heard someone turn on the
television.

Her humiliation was evidently still not complete.


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