Message-ID: <3725eli$9709041807@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/3725.txt> From: "Tawny Hess" <tawny6@hotmail.com> Subject: My Story Part VIII and IX (Repost) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.bondage,alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.stories.erotic Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <01bcb949$c4045260$dc6d400c@valuedcu> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Caution, this story is for adults only. If you are not 18, go elsewhere to read. Delete this and get off this newsgroup page! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Introduction: My name is Judy Hess, but I go by the nickname Tawny. This is the story of my journey down the road to a submissive sexual lifestyle. Some is true, some not, some I imagine will occur. Whatever the case, I hope the readers will be entertained and I hope I can gain some like minded friends on the internet. I have been fooling with e-mail and chat on IRC, PowWow and other mediums for a couple of months. Due to some bad experiences I will want to avoid phone conversations and revelations of my physical location. Likewise, having had my photo widely distributed on the net, I tend to be covetous of my pic. My personal background is that I am 28 years old and have reddish brown hair, shoulder length. I am 5' 8" tall and weigh 135 lbs. I am somewhat thin and tend to be active and athletic. (Played basketball and on the cheerleading squad in HS (Lots of gymnastics!). Also ran on the spring track team, without much success, but I still run regularly. I like outdoors things, hiking, biking, surfing etc. I am currently "between careers" and work evenings at various businesses as a hostess or waitress etc. (Love those tips!). I like this because my days are free for the beach and outdoors. Ah, and inquiring minds always seem to want to know.... I don't stand in front of mirrors and measure myself, but I wear a 35C bra, which I feel I fill adequately. My waist is still 25 (60 sit-ups a day). My hips are there and not fat (certainly not at 135 lbs.) Part VIII - Revolution When I got home I went to my bedroom and striped. I needed a shower. It was 2PM and I still had to go to work that evening. I was exhausted and confused. I didn't know where Dawn fit into this whole thing. Was she working with Roger, or in competition with him? I just couldn't figure it out. As I lay there naked, on my bed, I felt my pussy gyrate again. I still had those balls in my pussy and they were reminding me of how much I love sex. I thought about Roger and how good he was in bed; of having sex with him and David together. And then I thought about Dawn. How she was such a strange mix of pleasure and fear. Of mystery and excitement. She wanted to own me, to control me. I ran my finger up and over my clit, my muscles twisted and I felt my legs get stiff as I fingered myself into another orgasm. I dreamt of Dawn's wet pussy in front of my face, of how she tasted when I put my tongue into her, of David's big cock tight in my ass and of Roger holding my head as he forced his big cock in my mouth. As my orgasm crested I thought of jism pouring into my mouth, thought of those men who examined me and felt my hot flesh. My orgasm subsided and my mind quickly shifted. What is the matter with me? I had to get a grip on reality. I can't go on living like this. I sat up and pushed a finger deep into my pussy and maneuvered one of the balls out of my channel, then the other. They were easy to get out. I couldn't figure out how they stayed in. I went to toss them into the trash. Then I hesitated. I thought about how nice they had felt. Maybe I would want them back. Maybe Dawn would want them back. She may do something painful to me if I lost them...I cleaned them off and placed them in my lingerie drawer. Then I hopped into the shower and soaped myself up. I always loved a hot shower with plenty of soap. I loved my own body, I felt so sexy. I went out to eat at a local Mexican place that night and ran into a couple of friends. They all wanted to know where I had been lately. I told them I had been seeing a guy and they all laughed. If only they knew, I thought. After dinner I stopped off at home. I stared at the computer a moment. I felt that little tingle in my groin as I sat in front of it. No, I said to myself. If I don't look, I can't know what to do. I decided I would just ignore it from now on. If Roger wanted me, he could find me in person, and I didn't want to hear from Dawn. Enough is enough. I went to work at the Menage that night. A stand-in strip job again. I only had three routines for the night and found myself really enjoying it. There was a crowd of Cowboy types at one end of the ramp and another crowd of trucker types in the center. They were just as crude and nasty as ever. I didn't like the Menage much because it seemed to attract low life's. Middle aged men who get off insulting women. I just waved my stuff at them. The truckers were all hooting about what they could do with me in a nice little hotel room. Strangely, the thought of a group of eight men and me in a hotel was a little appealing...I could feel my nipples swell a tiny bit as I waggled them for this group of nasty men. Imagining myself telegraphing my lust to them through my thoughts. They weren't a bad looking group, just verbose and nasty! Like animals. Like men. I got home late, 3AM, and went right to sleep. I was exhausted. I didn't wake up until noon. I spent the day getting my life back in order. I worked out, then took a long bike ride along the shore. I got back at sunset, grabbed a bite to eat and settled in to watch some TV for a change. I looked at the computer. No, I will just ignore it, I told myself. I watched a few shows, got dressed and went to a cocktail lounge to work the late shift. It was uneventful. Driving home had some jerk driving right behind me. I turned, he turned. It was disturbing. I got home and he was still following me. I stopped in front of my condo and he drove past. It was a car full of guys. Guess they were just fooling around. Nevertheless, I waited until they turned a corner, then rushed into my condo and locked the door. I looked at the computer as I came in. I couldn't stand it. I started it and checked the e-mail cue. There were eight messages. Four from Dawn and the others were, I guess, spam. There was one from a "Hard4u". Spam? I deleted Dawn's messages without reading them. Then I read Hard4u. It was just a nasty letter from an admirer. He said he liked watching me at the club and went on to describe all the sex acts he wanted to do with me. He said he and his buddies could make me beg for more and that they had 5 feet of meat among the six of them....Hmmmm that is 10 inches each...likely story..? I thought of the car that followed me. I will have to be more careful. I have enough to worry about in life without worrying about this sicko. His writing was graphic and he called me bitch, whore, etc, The kind of dirty talk that always tends to turn me on. Well, I hit delete and went to sleep. Then thought...he knows me from the club and knew my e-mail address. How? Well, later, for now, some sleep. then I thought...Wow, a whole day without sex. How did I do it? I woke up the next morning, did my workout, then got ready for the beach.. I was enjoying my little breach of freedom from Dawn. I was content to wait until Roger returned and just ignore Dawn. I decided to just sun myself, no surfing today, so I got out my sexiest little bikini and applied plenty of oil to my skin. I stood in front of the mirror admiring my sexy body. As I was getting ready to leave, I looked at the computer again. What were all the messages? What sort of things was Dawn threatening? Was Roger back? I sat down and turned it on. I tried and tried, but couldn't make a connection to my ISP. Damn! How frustrating. I had been ignoring it for a couple days. They may have pasted my picas all over. Could I even call my parents anymore? Well, nothing I could do now, maybe I could get through later. Part IX - Abduction.. As I lay at the beach I thought about my situation. It was Friday. I had called in a favor and had a friend cover for me tonight and I didn't have to work Saturday. Maybe I could hook up with Roger and make it a weekend of servitude for him and his friend. The thought made my nipples tingle. Then I thought of Dawn and how she may be angry. Was she working with Roger? I just didn't know. I smiled to myself as several men strode past me, some for a second or third time, to check me out. I looked good in my white bikini. It contrasted so well with my tan skin and the oil gave my skin a glossy sheen that men just loved. I felt proud of my body and my looks. Toward evening I headed for home. It had gotten late and the parking lot was nearly empty. As I put my chair in my trunk I heard a car pull into the space behind me. A door opened and I heard a bunch of chatter from some men. I turned and two of them were approaching me from each side. Before I could think they each grabbed an arm. Another guy reached up and wrapped some tape over my mouth and one guy handcuffed my hands behind my back. Then they picked me up, hands all over me, and tossed me into their opened trunk. One guy wrapped a strap around my legs and tied it to an anchor in the trunk. Then they shut the lid. I heard voices and then my car starting up,. Then this one started and we drove off. It all happened so fast I hardly had time to think. They didn't look familiar. I had been kidnapped and was lying in the trunk of their car. They were taking my car too. I wouldn't be missed anywhere until Sunday and I had cut off Roger and Dawn. I was worried now. What sort of guys were these? I could get killed or something. I was getting more frightened as the car rolled on, making turns and stopping at intersections. I could hear a bunch in the front laughing and joking. I thought of a gang bang and of how I had thought about that last night at the club, with all those trucker types. Then I remembered the car following me home and of Hard4U on the E-mail. And of Dawn's threats. Could this be a set up conspired by Dawn?, Roger?, Both? If they don't hurt me I can please them so they will let me go, I thought. I lay there, thinking about feeling nude in my tiny bikini and oiled skin, bound in the back of this automobile. The car finally rumbled to a stop. I had been in the trunk for...an hour? Maybe more. I started hearing some muffled conversations outside. They were discussing something about how they found me and they were laughing. Then the trunk opened. A man reached down and put a black bag over my head and cinched it closed around my neck. I could see nothing, but could breathe OK. Then I felt hands on my waist and my legs and I was lifted out of the car. They placed me on my feet. I was on gravel and the stones hurt my feet. Then it started. Someone came up from behind me and reached around to my front as several voices were making lewd remarks about my body and others were laughing about my skimpy clothing. Then the hand grabbed my top and ripped it off of me. I could feel the cold air against my breasts. Then someone put their mouth over my nipple and bit, hard. Laughter. I pulled back, but into someone's waiting arms. He grabbed my bottoms and pushed me forward. I fell into someone else's arms and the bottoms were pulled off, down to the ankle bindings. More laughter as I was stood back up and another mouth came down on my nipple. Sucking and biting while another pair of hands found my crotch and ran a rough finger along it, feeling the wetness. There was laughter and remarks about my readiness. They then carted me into a building and I was dropped on a bed of some sort. A door was closed and I lay there. I thought I was alone, I could hear voices and laughter in the next room. A woman's voice could be heard. She was moaning a little and bellowing mild screams, like someone having sex, of course. Then I sensed someone staring at me. I heard a couple footsteps on the floor. Then a hand moved up my leg and along my chest. Gentle, but deliberate. It lightly pulled on my nipples as the other hand worked on my bindings. The handcuffs were removed and reattached to the bed post and the hood removed from my head. I saw a man standing next to the bed. He was still running his hands over my body. He removed the tape from my mouth. I began to speak and he immediately jammed a finger into my mouth, holding my face "Uh UH UH, no you don't." "Not a word or things can get very unpleasant, understand?" I nodded my head and looked at him. He looked familiar. Where had I seen him? I thought...in the crowd at the Leopard? At the Deja Vu? At the beach? Then it hit me! Damn, it is that fucking Dawn. This was one of the guys that examined me in her basement. She had me kidnapped for not replying to her demands. By this time he was running his finger into my pussy. I offered no resistance and spread my legs for him a bit. He said "There now. I can see that we will have a good time together.' My associates and I need a little relief and you know how to give it.' 'I'd say that is a good combination.' "Cooperate and we'll bring you on up to a new level of gratification." "Screw around with us and we'll make you wish you hadn't." "Now I'm sure you understand now, don't you Tawny?" I looked and nodded. "Now why don't you show me a little of your technique?" I just looked. What did he mean?, I was not far from his crotch. A blow job? I reached toward his zipper and started pulling it down. He smiled and stood in front of me switching his hands to my shoulders. I could still hear the laughing in the next room and the moans of the other woman. I figured this guy must be the boss of the group. I reasoned that if I pleased him, it would go better for me. I was glad he wanted a blow job. I knew I could do it right. As I pulled down the zipper, unsnapped his jeans, and pulled the waistband down, I saw his cock hanging, limp in front of me. It was long, about 6 inches, and circumcised. His balls hung loosely in their sack. His hair was thick and black. I reached up to hold it and he squeezed my shoulders a bit. "Hold it baby, no hands, no hands at all. I want to see what you can do with that pretty mouth." I let it go and caught the tip with my tongue, scooping it between my lips. He stayed limp as I sucked it into my mouth. I sucked hard and felt my cheeks implode along the soft skin of his cock. Still no growth. I ran my tongue over his head and along the underside while I sucked and pulled my mouth along the sides of his shaft. At last, I could feel it swell a bit. He rewarded my effort with a sucking sound through his teeth. I kept up my sucking until it finally swelled to fill my mouth. Then I started pumping my mouth up and down his shaft. It continued to grow until it spilled out of my mouth. The head was enormous, I suppose the size of an egg and the shaft that ran back from it was proportional. Probably 10 to 11 inches. He began moaning a bit and humping his hips. "Suck it you bitch, suck it good." he would murmur, form time to time. It was hard to get him up, but now he was as hard as any cock I had ever felt. I pressed my lips against the shaft and it could have been plastic. Only the warmth of the blood flowing through his shaft told me it was real. I raised my chin and pressed down against his shaft, feeling it push into the back of my throat. I pushed and swallowed hard, feeling it slip down my throat. I was rewarded with a sigh and his thick bushy hair tickling my nose. I was able to deep throat this huge cock and that pleased both of us. I pulled back off and worked his head a bit, and then back over the shaft. Up and down the long shaft I pumped. I felt his hands grip me more tightly and he pumped his hips more. I tickled his head with my tongue and began to taste a steady ooze from his little slit. He jerked a little and then groaned. I felt the first burst slide up the shaft and splatter into the back of my mouth, I almost choked, but the delay between spurts saved me. I swallowed and pulled back so my whole mouth could take in the next, larger spurt of cum. There was another and another and then a slow dribble as he began to relax his grip on me and the cum subsided. I swallowed all of it and he pulled his cock out of me. It was still ramrod stiff and bounced upward as he stepped back. He held it in his hand and ran the head over my lips and along the side of my face. He then slapped my cheek with it and told me I had done a good job. "You may very well get along OK here baby." he leered, as he stuffed his drooping cock back into his pants. He turned and walked out. I was alone again. How long was I going to be kept here? How many were there? Was this a coincidence, or was Roger involved in this? Was this one of Dawn's deals? My head swam with questions. Thanks to this last guy and the blowjob I gave, I didn't think I needed to be scared anymore. I was going to be doing a lot of fucking, but I thought that if I put out, they would not hurt me. The experience with Dawn was more frightening. I could still hear the other girl moaning and carrying on. I wondered who she was. Probably another one of Dawn's misbehaving slaves, I thought to myself...Well, she probably isn't as experienced as I am. Nevertheless, the noises from the next room convinced me that there may be some real sadists among this bunch. I didn't have to wait long to find out. I lay there, thinking about the situation, trying to figure what Dawn had in mind for me. Punishment? The door opened again. It was a big guy, about 6'3" and a full beard. He was slightly overweight and had tattoos on both arms. He had a mean look about him. He wandered over to me, glaring at me and unlocked my handcuffs. "We wont need those now, will we my little fuck slut!?" He then slapped me with the back of his hand. It hurt and I fell back on the bed. he then grabbed me hard by the hair and pulled me close to his face and said "Now, I expect you to fuck like you haven't fucked for ages." "I expect the very best from you and if I don't get it, I'll fuck your little face up you little shit, you hear me!?" I nodded and he took a few steps back, unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants to the floor. He removed the rest of his clothes and started to play with his cock. He was large and hairy. he had tattoos all over his arms and chest. His cock was large; perhaps 7 to 8 inches. " think you need to suck this, don't you?" he said. I went to him on my knees and began to give him head. He seemed pleased, but then pulled me off and held my hair. he slapped me again and screamed that I wasn't sucking good enough. He pushed me back to the bed and straddled my chest. My arms were pinned under his legs and his cock lay up between my tits. He grabbed my nipples and pulled on them so my tits enclosed his shaft, then the slid it forward to my lips. "Now suck you little whore. Suck my cock!" His cock was sliding between my tits and he was pinching my nipples mercilessly. I had to bend my head toward my chest to lock my lips around his cockhead and lick and suck as best I could. He rocked back and forth, in and out of my mouth with a ferocity I rarely experience. I heard the door open and close again behind him. Two men came around his back and they were taking their clothes off. They made jokes to the other about stealing the fresh meat. The guy on me told them they could have the lower half and the other guy complained about repositioning. The guy on me pulled back and one of the others pulled my arms so my head was over the edge of the bed, then the big guy with tattoos proceeded to continue to run his cock up between my tits. One of the new guys positioned himself over my head and pushed his cock between my lips as my head drooped over the edge of the bed. The third found my pussy and I felt the head of his cock work it's way into me. Three at a time now. They were all pretty coarse. The guy was really humping into my pussy with vigor. My loins were getting stiff and I could feel an orgasm building. The guy in my mouth was fucking me lake the guy in my pussy. In and out. In that position, my throat was wide open and he was forcing his cock deep into my throat. I sucked and swallowed to keep pace, but it was difficult. The tattoo guy kept humping my tits and pinching the nipples. He was going furiously until he began to stiffen and then I felt the hot liquid run up between my tits and pool at my neck. He slid more easily along the cum lubricated valley between my tits now and kept jerking as his cum continued to dribble out on me. The guy at my mouth also began to quicken his pace as his cock became rock hard. One spurt, then another and another. My mouth filled and some leaked out to drip up my cheek and into my hairline since my head was upside down over the bed. Just as he finished, the third guy exploded into my pussy, filling my tummy with that familiar warmth that comes from that maleness inside me. The two new guys withdrew, but the big guy was not yet finished. He turned me over and slapped my buttocks hard and screamed at me. "OK you little bitch, lift your tight little ass up for me now. Two more slaps across my ass and I could feel his semi hard and cum lubricated cock pressed against my asshole. He pushed it through the opening and began to slowly stroke in and out as his cock hardened again. He was fucking me hard in the ass now and slapping me every few strokes. "Yea, bitch, fuck my cock, take it in your hot tight ass!", he bellowed out as he fucked me. I reached up and wiped the cum off of my face and then off my neck, where it had dripped down. I could feel it ooze out of my pussy and down my legs. He kept fucking. The door opened and another new face appeared, This was another pretty boy. A dark skinned man with a deep tan and rippled muscles. He was naked already, this one was, and he came directly to my face and got down to business. With out a word he picked up his half hard cock and put it to my lips. I opened and took him in. He was another large one. Probably 9 inches or more. Not so large in diameter, but very stiff again. He held my head gently and helped himself to my tongue and mouth, fucking me steadily in the front while "tattoos" fucked me from behind. . Soon tattoos stiffened and squirted a little jism in my ass and fell out, exhausted. He slapped my ass one more time and told me I was a sorry fuck, but I would get another chance later. The guy in my mouth maneuvered me on to my back and gave it to me like the other guy had, in my face while I was on my back, leaning off the bed. He pulled and pinched my breasts while he humped into my mouth and reached into my pussy to tickle my clit. I came as his fingers skillfully manipulated my clit and the sensation of his huge cock in my mouth overcame me. Then I felt another cock pressing my pussy. It was the first guy, the gentle one with the huge cock. I guess there were six in all then. He proceeded to fuck my sopping pussy. I guess I had been doing this for several hours now. There was no window, so I didn't know if it was night or day. It was hot in there. I was dripping sweat and the men on me were dripping as well. The sweat mixed with the dry cum on me, giving my skin a slick, slippery sheen. They came too , mixing their juices with the others. The guy in my mouth broke all the records when he came. He must have been on steroids. His cum was thick and in volume. I counted six spasms, each as large as the other. I had to swallow hard each time. He was a male machine, a sinewy lump of muscle and cum. He turned me on. I was hoping he would fuck me straight up. I was certain I would get the chance. Then the nice guy shot his load into my pussy and proceeded to withdraw, finishing up by slapping his hardness against my clit a few times. I had been asleep for some time. I awoke to some noise in the room and noticed two of the guys sitting across from the bed watching a third guy fucking the other girl doggie style while they ate some donuts and drank coffee. One of them turned around and saw me looking. He pointed at me and wiggled his finger to come to him. I got off the bed and approached him and he slipped the finger into my pussy, pulling me closer to him that way. I felt completely at the mercy of these men. He leered at me and told me I needed to help my friend, who he identified as Denise. "Get down under and suck on her you little twat." I maneuvered myself under her and saw her nipples hanging in my face. I licked one lightly and slid further under. Her pussy was full of cock and the juices were collected all over her lips surrounding her clit. I didn't like it, but I slipped my tongue into her slit and found her clit. I licked and flicked at it and I felt her twitch at my assault. His balls were swinging into my forehead and my nose was covered with her and her previous partner's juices. I was not comfortable with this, and neither was she. I felt her mouth close onto my pussy and from the feel, it was being pushed there by someone. I reached up and lightly stroked her nipples to send a gentle message. She moaned a little and sucked on my clit. I was getting aroused by it, then the guy in her pulled his cock out and squirted his cum all over my face and along her slit. I could hear him slap her on the ass cheek and told her to get up. I also stood, the cum dripping down my face. The "nice" fella came into the room and laughing, told us both to hop in the shower, motioning to the bathroom. We quickly complied before he could change his mind. The water felt wonderful as it washed away the sweat, dried and fresh cum, and the tension. I tried to talk to the other girl, but she would not answer. I wondered what was up with her. She seemed to be terrified. I wasn't anymore. I guess I had just come to realize I was a sex utensil for men. I was a submissive. I enjoyed having my sexual life directed by others. There were different types of men. Kind men, gentle men, rude men and forceful men. I was beginning to see that humans were, after all, animals. The human kingdom consisted of dominant males and submissive females. Time and civilization had changed much. Women and men were equal under the law and in the workplace, but in a primordial sense, males were dominant and females submissive. Sexually, humans were subconsciously in that primordial stage and a real woman wanted a real man to dominate her. I was merely reacting to my primordial senses. The dominant men were often the crudest types, but, like me, reacting to instinct. When these types of men came in contact with women like me a match was made and the sex flowed. I was the tool, they were the manipulators. Together we interacted in a primitive sexual way. Male over female. Why shouldn't I enjoy it? This other girl never made that connection and she would probably suffer as a result. I was strong, primitive, woman! I would not only survive, but flourish. I was given the gifts to attract these males and I should be happy for that, I knew my role. "Tattoo" came in on me, interrupting my thoughts. He grinned at me and took the soap out of my hand. He entered the shower stall and began to laugh as he ran the bar over my body and search my body out. I gave in to him. moaning softly as he explored my breasts and my waist. I could feel his hard member against the cheek of my ass as the warm water tumbled over me. His hand slipped up between my breasts and his other arm locked onto my waist. His hard cockhead found my soap slicked crack and rested against my asshole. He was the most animalistic of the group. He wanted me in the rear again and pressed as he laughed. "Cmon now you little slut, open for it. You know you need a good ass fucking don't you?" he said. Then he pinched my nipple hard and screamed, "DON'T YOU?" I said yes and he insisted I beg him. I tried to relax and asked him several times to fuck me. Fuck me in the ass. He laughed again as he pressed harder. I felt the head pop in and then the shaft begin to slide in further, lubricated by the soapy film on my body. He held me tight and pressed until he was in and I felt his hairy bush against my skin. Then he pulled out, then in again and out and he began humping me like a wild beast. Grabbing my tits, squeezing my waist and slamming his balls against my wet skin. The noise attracted others and soon the other 5 were standing there, watching him ravage me in the ass. He finally tightened and thrust one more deep thrust into me, shooting his load into my anus. I felt the warm liquid in me and felt his hardness subside as he dribbled out of my ass. I felt used now and the liquid oozed from my ass, mixing with the water and down the drain. I stared at the onlookers, who were joking among themselves. One told me time to join the party again, so I stepped out and into their groping hands again. All the attention was on me now and they seemed to be all charged up for some more fun. I was not full of energy anymore and began to think of ways out of this. But I wasn't given much time to think. I was dragged to the bed again. The pretty boy with the big cock held me around the waist and pulled me down on his lap.. He held his cock straight up and maneuvered my ass over his cockhead. I felt a coldness as he contacted me. His cock was slick with a lubricant. Without much effort, I felt the head slip through my entrance and he pulled me down slowly onto his very large cock. I could feel him fill my hole and he pulled back on me. One of the others approached me and offered me his cock. I began to suck and he became hard. he then withdrew and pushed my shoulders back. I fell back on the man in my ass and I knew I was about to get a double penetration. The guy to my front lined his hard cock up and watched my face as he slid the rounded cockhead through my slit and began to pump in and out in ever-deepening thrusts. I could feel both cocks inside me, almost touching and filling my lower body with cock. Then Mr. nice guy came round the bed and held his cock out for my mouth. I began to suck, as I had before and he smiled as I felt his cock slide in and out of my mouth. This went on for a while. I was saturated with cock at this point. They all came in me, almost as a group. I could tell they were wearing out though. The quantities of cum were slipping off and they were less enthusiastic, almost bored. They all left me alone for a while. As one left the room, I could see it was dark out....Let me see, Saturday night now. Maybe the end was near. I just wished the muscular guy with the big cock would fuck me one more time. he was still the biggest turn-on and in the ass was not what I preferred. As I guessed, I got my wish. I was awoken from my sleep by a hand moving over my body. It was him. I awoke and he motioned me to be quiet, then he held me tight and pushed my hands up over my head. He tied a wrist to each bed post and then tied a leg to each foot rail. I was stretched out helpless in front of him. I looked at him and began to ooze lubricant in my crotch. He was animal - he was man. He was going to take me and fuck me hard, like he wanted to, and I was ready for it. . And that's what he did. He mounted me, like a dog mounting a bitch in heat. His large cock entered my pussy and he began to pump. He was doing a pushup over me and his muscles glistened and beaded with sweat as he pumped his cock deep into me in long strokes and violent thrusts deep into my loins. My head waved back and forth and I moaned with pleasure as he looked sternly into my face and pumped his mighty hips. I was being fucked, really fucked by this big lump of sinew and man juice. His balls slapped against my crotch and I could hear wet, sucking sounds from his big cock slurping in and out of my sopping pussy. It didn't take long enough. An orgasm gripped my body and I tightened against my restraints as my body convulsed. I felt the sweat ooze from my pores as it swept over me. He did not even change his pace. He lowered his body some and ran his forearms under my shoulders. His body, sweaty and slick, ran across mine. His skin rubbing across my hard erect nipples as he continued to ram his rod into my pussy. I almost passed out from the orgasm, and then began to feel a second grow as his thrusts continued, long, hard, fast, hard!. He was fucking me hard and continuously for , how long? Ten minutes, Twenty? More? Finally I sensed his tempo change. His body tightened. His face distorted, he groaned as his cock let loose a stream of hot semen deep into my belly. He shoved it all the way in and shook as his orgasm seized his body and mine seized mine. We moaned and gasped in unison and he collapsed on me. We lay there several moments without speaking, without moving. He got off of me after a while and sat next to me. He placed a hand on my breast and lightly pinched my nipple. "You are an excellent fuck bitch." "We will put you back soon, but I can tell you need more of me, don't you?" I looked at him and nodded. "Speak up bitch", "Tell me" I verbalized it. "Yes, I need more of you." I replied. He glared at me. "Yes, as I thought, you are a fuck machine and I am the tool." "You will feel my cock again." He arose and left. I was allowed to shower, then I was hooded and put back in the car. We drove for a long time and we stopped. I was led out on the street and pushed into another car. I was unhooded and I saw I was in my own car, and it was dark. "Your home is straight ahead here." That was all the "nice guy" said. I drove away, collecting my thoughts. I had fucked more in the last day or so than I had in most years of my life. Some was not enjoyable, but most was, I knew now that I was addicted to sex, but preferred to choose my partners. One of my preferences had taken me this afternoon, the pretty boy with the big cock and the animal instincts. I was back in time for work. Roger understood that I had a limit with interfering with my normal work life. He always knew exactly what I would do. I was a little whore and he knew how to train someone like me. Well, my big problem now was getting into my apartment nude without being seen. It was 9PM and I was almost late for work. -- tawny6@hotmail.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /