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                                Chapter 6

      It was the witchcraft that cooled Sue off. After that experience she
needed to get her head together and make sure she still had control of her
destiny. The whole thing had started out being funny, even Simon just thought
it was cute. Neither of them suspected that Sue would get pulled into a
really alien sex scene that almost robbed her of her profession, her
independence, and very nearly her life. The beginning was with a Roman
Catholic priest with a yen for the forbidden; he wanted to fuck a nun. 
      Because of the chance that he might someday rise high in the church,
Sam had Simon set up the cameras for this one. As a sex scene it was pretty
tame. The photos were good and Simon kept several of the prints in order to
experiment with electronic duplication. The prints he used only showed the
priest's genitals so he didn't keep them segregated from other work and they
wound up being published. Unfortunately, the priest had a birth mark that was
recognized by one of his homosexual lovers who was also a churchman. The
other priest wanted Sue so an arrangement was made. Sue was to be the center
piece of a modified black mass.
      "Honey, this is pretty kinky and I don't know if I like you doing it;
if something goes wrong you could get hurt."
      "I know, but the pay for this is so good that it's worth doing just
once. Besides, you'll be there to watch over me."
      "Yeah, but what if it's more than just coupling with the devil and
slurping jism from hell?"
      "Then you'll just get me out of there as fast as you can. OK?"
      Simon nodded.
      As it turned out the whole thing went down rather well. An outdoor
ceremony with twelve cloaked and hooded men to ravish Sue on an improvised
altar. The priest was the last one to go after all the others had fucked her.
Simon could tell from his vantage point that Sue was having a good time. All
the men were fairly well hung, not too large, but in the six to eight inch
range that Sue could handle for hours without exhaustion. Sue loved all those
hard cocks around her; she was disappointed that none of them wanted to jack
off for her to watch, the ritual required them to cum in her pussy. As the
first ones finished, they didn't seem to mind having her suck the cum off
their pricks and she got to use both hands too. All she had to do was lie
there for the most part, using only her pussy muscles to encourage
ejaculations; she got really, really horny knowing that Simon was watching
from his hiding place.
      Simon kept watch with a pair of binoculars and ran a tally for Sue of
her orgasms. She had well over twenty by the time the ceremony was over and
when the men left she just lay there until Simon could get to her. Sue could
barely walk for a few minutes, but she got it together quickly. Simon helped
her back to the van and she washed off using warm water from a ten gallon
thermos; not as good as a shower but enough to clean up after a hard fucking
like that. Sue decided to douche right away - cum was literally pouring out
of her and she gave herself a second rinse for good measure before she felt
like she could dress without ruining her clothes.
      It had been no rougher than a convention. Sue thought is was pretty
cool and Simon couldn't see anything to worry about. She turned the trick
about a half dozen times during the summer and neither of them were
concerned. It was a little rough on her pussy but they were paying her two
thousand a throw which was almost double the going rate for gang bangs.
      Something went crazy and the priest thought that he was going to be
turned in to church authorities. Apparently one of the other men was
blackmailing him in turn. Simon never found out exactly what started it but
one day he came home to find blood splattered all over the front door. Sue
was as perplexed as he and they didn't make the connection. Phone calls in
the middle of the night, hang up on Simon and abuse Sue if she answered. The
abuse seemed to have a Biblical ring to it; the voice called her the whore of
Babylon and that kind of stuff. After that, Sue contacted the priest and told
him she wasn't playing anymore. The phone calls stopped and things went back
to normal. Simon went out of town a week later to cover some girls working a
gambling joint. The night he left all hell broke loose.
      Sue had gone shopping during the afternoon and while wandering through
the mall had run into an old high school boyfriend, Vic. They went to a bar
and had a few beers catching up and wound up at his place making love. Sue
was very horny that day and her tits were swollen from anticipation of
getting laid. She knew this guy for a great pussy eater; her memory served
her right, and he had a very thick penis which was just what she wanted to
get out the kinks. When he was done eating her she got him to fuck her very
hard and fast but made him pull out to cum on her chest and belly. His cock
shot sperm all the way up into her face and hair and after rubbing it into
her tits she licked her hands and pulled her nipples up to lick them clean.
She put on such a great show that he got an erection right away and she
guided him into her ass letting him penetrate his full length on the first
stroke. Her anal orgasm was as intense as the others and she dozed off for
awhile with his cock still inside.
      Sue was very relaxed and mellow, Vic went out to get groceries and Sue
was flitting around the kitchen in the nude when she heard the front door
open. Thinking he had just come back for something she didn't even look; the
next thing she knew was being thrown to the floor and kicked in the ribs. She
felt herself tied, arms behind her back. She couldn't open her eyes she was
so scared. They lifted her up, forced her face down on the table, tied her
ankles to the table legs and started to beat her legs, ass, and back. They
pulled her tits from under her and used something metal to pinch the nipples
so hard she almost passed out. Then something impossibly large was shoved up
her ass; she thought at first that it couldn't be a cock, but she felt balls
slap against her pussy when he forced himself all the way in. Then it was
pulled out and a smaller one took its place, she felt pressure against her
lips and opened her eyes enough to look down the length of an enormous penis
covered with blood and shit. It was forced into her mouth and after what
seemed like forever he came down her throat while the other came in her ass.
Then the bigger one forced his way into her pussy and while beating her
ordered her to beg to cum and then forced her to with a knife against her
throat. After they were done they painted her body with some kind of symbols
she didn't understand and lashed her to a column on the front porch in full
view of passing cars. Except for that one look Sue had kept her eyes closed
and didn't open them until Vic returned and released her. Sue wouldn't even
talk to him, she grabbed up her clothes and purse and drove home as fast as
she could trying to dress at stop lights. Inside she bolted the doors and
drew all the shades. Sue spent over two hours in the shower trying to wash
the filth away; she wouldn't answer the phone until she realized that Simon
might be calling. She found the strength to pick up the receiver, but didn't
say anything until she heard his voice. 
      "Sue? Sue, are you there?"
      "Simon...Simon, come home...I need you." She burst into tears and
dropped the phone. Simon caught the next plane back.
      For weeks Sue was in shock. Simon just stopped everything and took care
of her. It took the best part of a month for her to regain any interest in
sex and then she was afraid that Simon wouldn't want her. With compassion and
love Simon managed to overcome her feelings and she soon felt safe with him. 
      Sam eliminated further problems by having the priest and his henchmen
tracked down. The three graves were never found.
      But Sue was sure the rest of the world could tell what had happened to
her just by looking at her. She wouldn't consider going back to turning
tricks and found a regular job to occupy her time. Working in an office was
boring but she managed to get some of her composure and self-confidence back,
she picked up several skills that she used at home to help Simon's business
and to improve their finances with investments. During those months Simon
continued working for Sam - another girl took Sue's place with the customers
and Sam advised Simon to not push Sue. Her natural urges began to be felt
even though she was enjoying having an exclusive relationship with Simon she
felt like she was becoming sexually retarded. Simon assured her that he
didn't feel he was missing anything; Sue said she was.
      "Honey, it's not that I don't want to turn tricks or pose for pictures
anymore...hell, I fantasize about it all the time. I'm just afraid that
something freaky will happen again."
      "I know you've got all those desires Baby, but maybe you shouldn't go
back into whoring. It may just be enough to fuck around with a few guys or
girls for awhile."
      "I dunno, it was doing that when this whole thing happened. I wasn't
turning a trick at the time, just having an affair. Poor Vic. I need you to
protect me, I can't just run off to screw around. Everything is all mixed
up."
      "Well, what if we just have threesomes, group things, or swap with
another couple? That way I'm around to guard you."
      "I don't think so. I want to know that men want me for me and not as
part of a kinky scene, but then I want you around in order to protect me too.
I know that sounds like having my cake and eating it too, but if I feel like
the only reason I'm getting a response out of a guy is because he's into
watching you fuck me or something then it's just no good."
      "Well, why don't you accept a come on, bring him home, and I'll be
around to keep an eye on things."
      "But, Honey, I'll want you at the same time. It's almost impossible for
me to cum anymore without you, or at least fantasizing about you, and I want
to get my rocks off. What better way than if you can join in?"
      "So I'll so up with the jealous boyfriend routine that we've used on
johns and we can work it out from there. As long as he doesn't know it's
coming then you'll know that he's after you for you alone, right?"
      "Yeah, hmmm, I even have somebody in mind."
      "OK. You figure out how you're going to want things. I think whoever he
is will jump at the chance for a piece of you and you'll see that there's
nothing to be afraid of."

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