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Archive name: raping.txt (Mf, nc, preg)
Authors name: Tafod Arian (aled7@yahoo.com)
Story title : Raping Amanda

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Raping Amanda (Mf, nc, preg)
By - Tafod Arian

I am six feet tall and 200 pounds, white and proud of it. 
Although I do a manual job I am in constant contact with 
the public and I have plenty of opportunity to keep my 
eye on the talent. Sometimes the girls are there for the 
taking and sometimes it takes longer and more planning. 
I had been watching this girl for some time so that I 
knew all her movements. The more careful you are, the 
longer you can enjoy your fun. She was a schoolgirl, 
about fourteen or fifteen with long blonde hair reaching 
nearly to her waist that she usually wore either in a 
ponytail or loose over her shoulders. She had nice long 
legs and looked as though she was an athlete, runner or 
something. Although not huge her tits were very 
reasonably sized for her age. She wore a typical school 
uniform. maroon school blazer, white blouse with a tie, 
plaid skirt just about knee length, and maroon knee-high 
socks. As it was summer she wore a straw hat, boater-
style. She had a very young innocent-looking face, very 
pretty with big trusting blue eyes and a neat turned-up 
nose. 

This was a choice piece and I knew that I should have to 
arrange things so that I could take my time with her or 
it would all be wasted. I watched her and her family for 
some time. She had a younger sister, about eight, and 
every Saturday morning her mother, not a bad-looking 
bitch herself, took the kid out for about four hours 
leaving at about nine o'clock. As the husband was often 
away for days at a time this seemed ideal. I followed the 
mother and the kid on two Saturday mornings to the local 
ice-rink where they stayed for about three hours. When I 
checked I found that the kid was having skating lessons 
after which they went for a burger and then shopping. I 
could count on the house being empty for at least three 
hours with some margin for safety provided that the 
father was away. Although the girl often went out on 
Saturday morning she usually stayed at home, although 
sometimes her friends came to visit. That might not be so 
bad.

After watching for a while I got the father taped. I knew 
that if he went away on Thursday he would not be back 
until Tuesday. I now had everything ready. I would wait 
for a weekend when the father was away and hide in the 
garden. This was overgrown with plenty of good places. I 
had checked the doors in the middle of the night and the 
locks on the French windows opening into the garden were 
easy. Once the mother and the kid left I would be 
straight in the French windows and I would have three 
hours clear to enjoy myself and to alter that girl's life 
for good. It is not enough to frighten these teenagers. 
You have to leave them something to remember the occasion 
by!

I collected all my gear, a silk scarf and a couple of 
things that I would need for the end of the entertainment 
in a small bag and the next Saturday that the father was 
away I hid in the garden around six am. Sure enough, at 
about nine fifteen I heard the front door close and I 
could see the mother and the kid getting into the car. I 
knew that my girl was in alone because I heard her 
calling "Good-bye" as they left and none of her friends 
had called. Ideal!!! 

Without waiting I broke the lock on the door of the 
French windows and slipped into the lounge, closing the 
doors behind me. The curtains were drawn so I was 
completely hidden. I waited for a moment listening - 
nothing. I peeped out and the room was empty. I quickly 
slid across the room until I was behind the door and 
waited. I could hear her upstairs and I could see through 
the crack in the door into the hall and kitchen. Rather 
than chase her round the house I decided to wait. I heard 
her come downstairs and go into the kitchen. From where I 
was I had a good view. She clearly thought that she was 
going out!! She was wearing a yellow sun dress just above 
knee-length with a rather low neckline which buttoned 
down the front as far as the waist and then flared out 
loosely over the hips , dark stockings (I hoped, but I 
expected them to be tights), dark shoes with quite a high 
heel. She had not picked up a coat. Her hair was tied in 
a neat ponytail. She had clearly taken a lot of care with 
her make-up and she looked two or three years older than 
I thought her to be. The only jewellery she was wearing 
were small gold stud ear-rings, a gold cross on a thin 
chain around her neck and a watch with a thin gold strap.
She got herself a drink from the fridge and wandered 
through into the lounge. That was when her life changed 
for ever!  In an instant I was on her. I had taken the 
silk scarf from my pocket earlier and used it as a gag so 
that all she could get out were frightened squeaks. From 
past experience I knew how things go now. You either have 
to frighten them with a weapon, like a knife, or you do 
something else. I don't like using a knife because it 
occupies your hands and you have a physical domination 
which always seems less satisfactory than purely mental 
control. For me, sex with these teenagers is not enough. 
I want to get inside their heads as well as their bodies 
and change them for ever. She was struggling and 
squeaking in my arms. I could feel the firm contours of 
her young body writhing against me. I had her with her 
back to me and she was, without realising it pressing her 
round young arse into my prick. I had not touched her 
tits, I was holding her around the waist. I let her 
struggle for a moment longer and then, in one movement, I 
swung her round so that she was facing me and I slapped 
her hard across the face and threw her down so that she 
was sitting on the settee. She immediately tried to get 
up so I slapped her again, this time on the other side, 
back down. I did not want to damage the goods so although 
these were hard slaps they were with my open hand, 
designed to hurt and frighten her, not to damage her. I 
knew from past experience that this was the important 
time. If I could get the upper hand now, I could do what 
I liked with no need for a weapon. She looked up at me 
with her baby-blue eyes wide above the gag. She was 
clearly terrified and continued making squeaky mewing 
noises but did not try to get up again. She seemed too 
scared even to cry which was all right by me, for now and 
it was time for the final move.

"I know that we are going to be alone for the next three 
hours" I said, "so there is no use bull-shitting me. If 
you make the slightest noise, I will kill you and I will 
wait until your mother and sister come back and I will do 
them as well. I know that your father is away and if 
anyone calls, we will not answer the door. Do you 
understand?" She nodded, tears in her big blue eyes.  
This was the critical time.

"I am going to take the gag out now, if you make the 
slightest noise, or if you move then you know what will 
happen. Do you understand?" She did not answer but looked 
with mute appeal in her terrified eyes. I slapped her 
again, left and right. Not hard this time but just to 
frighten her and to concentrate her mind. The work was 
already done. "Do you understand?." She nodded. "OK, I'm 
taking the scarf off. Just you sit there quiet and only 
speak if I ask you to. Do you understand?" She nodded 
again.

For the first time since I threw her down I became aware 
of her tits. They were much bigger than I had thought.

They were heaving with anxiety as she gulped air and 
tried to calm herself. For a girl of her age she had a 
decent cleavage and I could see the tops of both tits as 
I stood over her. This was going to be good!! I took the 
scarf out of her mouth and put it back in my bag and 
watched her, ready to quieten her if she made any noise 
but everything had gone well. She looked up at me in mute 
terror and I knew that I had her. I sat down beside her 
and she shrank away from me. I let her go for the moment.

"Right, we are going to have a little chat." I still was 
not touching her but I could feel her trembling. "What is 
your name and how old are you?" She had several tries to 
get words out but eventually, in just above a whisper, 
she said, "Amanda. I'm fifteen" "And are you called Mandy 
at home?" I asked. "No, my mum doesn't like that, she 
always calls me Amanda." "What about your sister and 
mother, what are their names?" This is all a way of 
getting inside her head. "My sister is called Julie, she 
is nine and my mum's name is Joanne" she said. She seemed 
to be calming down a little, perhaps all she thought that 
I wanted to do was to talk!! I began to put on the 
pressure a bit. She was sitting as far away from me as 
she could and her hands were clenched into fists. I could 
still feel her trembling. "Come over here by me" I 
snapped, " Put your hands by your sides and relax."
Reluctantly she slid along the sofa until she was sitting 
close to me but not touching me. She opened her hands and 
rested them on the cushions beside her plump young 
thighs, quite a lot of which I could see as her dress had 
ridden up. "Do you have a boy-friend, Amanda?" I asked.

She blushed and looked down into her lap - where I was 
also looking at her thighs. "Well - do I have to show you 
again what happens if you don't answer me politely?" "I 
do. He goes to the school next door to mine" she 
whispered. "What is his name?" She blushed again and 
whispered "Tim." "How old is he and how long have you 
been going out with him?" "He is fifteen and we have been 
seeing one another for about six months."

She was getting used to the situation and becoming too 
relaxed. It was time to step things up a bit. "And does 
Tim think that you have a nice figure, Amanda?" She 
flushed the deepest red yet. I could see the colour going 
from her cheeks to her shoulders and to the upper part of 
her chest. This was excellent!!! She was clearly a very 
shy and demure girl, just the kind I like and on whom I 
am prepared to take trouble. How different her future was 
going to be! She didn't answer. "Amanda, I asked you a 
question. This is your last warning" I said sharply. She 
did not look at me. With her eyes fixed in her lap she 
whispered, "He has said he likes me." "I didn't ask you 
that. Does he like your figure?" "He has never said, but 
I think so" she murmured.

"I think that it's time that I saw your figure, don't 
you?" I asked. She looked horrified. "What are you going 
to do? she whispered. "You just do as I tell you and it 
will all be OK. You remember what happens if you don't?" 
I felt her shudder.

"Stand up and face me" I ordered. This was a critical 
point. If she was sufficiently cowed she would do as she 
was told. Otherwise I should need to get rough. I watched 
her carefully. She reluctantly got to her feet and turned 
to face me. She instinctively pulled her dress down and 
clearly did not know then what to do with her hands. I 
leisurely looked over her young form. She had a 
surprisingly mature shape for a fifteen year old. Her 
upper chest swelled out to a pair of very nice tits and 
then narrowed to a trim waist before broadening out to 
surprisingly wide hips. She had neatly shaped calves and 
ankles, outlined by the rather high heels she was 
wearing. From where I was sitting, looking up at her, I 
could partly see up the loose skirt of her yellow dress 
to the start of rather plump childish-looking thighs.

I made her wait, enjoying her blushes and her acute 
anxiety. I could see her trembling. I indicated for her 
to turn round. I knew that by now she was too cowed to 
run. Her will was broken, and I had hardly done anything! 
She slowly turned so that her back was to me and I took 
my time looking at her. Her finely-spun blonde hair hung 
nearly to her waist, down the middle of her very straight 
back. From her narrow waist there was a distinct swell to 
her arse. She had very meaty cheeks for a girl of her 
age! Time to move on ... "Pull up the skirt of your dress 
to your waist and hold it there" She gave a loud sob but 
did not move.

"This is your last warning" I said, putting as much quiet 
menace into my voice as I could. She gave a start and, 
putting her hands behind her slowly ruffled up the back 
of her dress until she was holding the hem which she 
lifted to her waist. She was not wearing a slip but I 
could see white panties inside her dark sheer tights. I 
could see the contours of her meaty young arse gloriously 
outlined by the dark material. Her thighs were nice and 
plump still padded with puppy fat going down to nicely 
dimpled creases behind her knees. I just sat and looked 
at her, watching her trembling. "OK, let go of your dress 
and turn round." She dropped her dress quickly and turned 
slowly. "Now, look me in the eyes and don't look away. 
Lift your dress so that I can see the front of you." She 
sobbed again and for the first time a tear rolled down 
her cheek. She pulled at the front of her dress until she 
could reach the hem and slowly lifted it to mid-thigh, 
keeping her eyes on mine all the time. "Right to your 
waist, I said. Get it up there and hold it still." She 
lifted the hem and stood, trembling, looking me in the 
eyes and blushing. Her legs looked just as trim from the 
front but I was more interested in her cunt. I could not 
see any evidence of pubic hair through her clothes but I 
could see the outline of her cunt-lips and a very 
pronounced pubic mound. I made her stand while I 
inspected her at my leisure.

"Now, drop your hem, step back and bend right forward 
with your hands on your knees. I want to see your tits." 
She obeyed without delay and I stood up, looking right 
down her dress. I could see where her dress fell away 
from her body leaving a very nice pair of tits dangling 
encased in a smooth white bra. Her gold cross swung 
gently in the deep cleft between her firm young tits. I 
could see right down her cleavage to the indentation of 
her belly button. Although still afraid, she was 
beginning to relax again and her blushes were subsiding. 
Clearly it was time to move on. I sat down on the settee 
and motioned for her to sit beside me.

"Now we are going to talk about you and Tim" I said. "I 
want you to tell me the things that you do together." She 
gave a loud sob and looked at the floor in front of her.

"I can't" she whispered. "I think that you will find that 
you can" I chuckled. "Let's start easily, has he ever 
kissed you? And don't even begin to think about lying or 
I shall know" "We kiss when people are not about" she 
said quietly "I feel shy if I think that people can see 
us." Excellent, I thought - just the right type. "When 
you kiss Tim do you French kiss - and don't pretend that 
you don't now what I mean?" She began to blush profusely 
again. This was too easy. "I have never French kissed 
anyone" she said quietly. "Has Tim ever touched your 
breasts?" She looked shocked and took a long while to 
answer. "Of course he hasn't, he respects me too much."

This was just over the top. A fifteen year old virgin who 
had never French kissed a boy and who had never been 
felt, even outside her clothes. There was no point in my 
asking if she had even thought of touching Tim's prick. 
The answers to a lot of questions were written in her 
blushes. However I thought that I would ask her anyway 
just to humiliate her. There was a long silence and she 
whispered "I have never touched a boy's private part 
before." "Right," I thought, "time to put a stop to this"
"You are going to be learning a lot of new things this 
morning Amanda and the first lesson is that you call 
things by their right names. A boy's private part is his 
prick - now what is it called?" "His prick," she quavered 
quietly. "We might as well learn the names of the other 
important places and get it over with" I said. I pointed 
at her tits. "What are these?." "Mmmmyyy breasts" she 
stammered. "No" I shouted, frightening her again, "they 
are your tits and you are sitting on your arse. Now you 
say it, touching the places." This was good. She gently 
touched her left nipple and said "These are my tits, and 
I am sitting on my arse." "And what do you call the place 
between your legs?" She buried her head in her hands and 
started sobbing. I wound her pony-tail in my hand and 
steadily pulled until she was sitting upright again. "If 
you do that again," I said, "I will slap you. Now, answer 
the question." For a moment it looked as though she 
wasn't going to be able to get the words out but she gave 
a loud sob and said "My vagina." I laughed. "We can't 
call it that," I said, "what to the girls call it at 
school?." "Some girls call it their pussy" she said with 
the deepest blush yet. "OK," I said, "You put your hands 
between your legs and touch it" She gingerly put her 
right hand down over her dress and rested it on her pubic 
mound. "That is your cunt" I said, "let me hear you say 
it." "My cunt," she whispered.

She moved her hand as though her cunt was red hot and sat 
leaning back on the sofa with her hands clasped at her 
waist. Although this outlined her tits nicely it was not 
as submissive as I wanted. "Put your hands by your sides 
like I told you before" I growled. She leapt to obey and 
I could see that I clearly had her under control. Time to 
move on.

There was a nice big upholstered armchair beside the 
settee which was just right for my purposes. It was also 
a chance to demonstrate my control and to see if more was 
required. I got up and moved over and sat down in the 
armchair and just looked at her. She looked down at the 
floor in front of her. "Amanda, look me in the eyes." She 
raised terrified baby-blue eyes to mine. "I want a drink. 
That looks like a cocktail cabinet. Why don't you get me 
a whisky?." She jumped to her feet, ran to the cabinet 
and poured me a generous drink. "Bring it over here, 
sweetheart, it is time we got better acquainted" I said.

She got the drink and brought it to me with reluctant 
steps. I took it from her and left her standing in front 
of me while I put the drink down on a small table beside 
me. I fixed my eyes on hers and just looked at her. She 
began to tremble and to blush again. I reached out and 
took her hand and gently drew her towards me. "I think 
that it would be nice if you sat on my knee, don't you?"
I asked. She shuddered and shook her head violently. "Do 
it" I snapped, "that was not a question." I drew her onto 
my knee and settled her firm young arse against me with 
her legs to my left and my right arm around her. I told 
her to put one arm round my neck and I took hold of her 
other hand. I had still not touched her sexually and yet 
she was blushing from her hairline to the neckline of her 
pretty summer frock and trembling violently. I could feel 
my prick getting hard against her arse and she must have 
been able to feel it too. This increased her trembling. I 
looked into her baby-blue eyes and a tear rolled down her 
cheek.

"You are a very pretty girl, Amanda" I said "far too good 
to waste on a fifteen year old schoolboy." This is where 
I got my surprise. I thought that I had broken her spirit 
but she suddenly started to struggle. I let go of her 
hand and took her bottom jaw in my left hand and slowly 
squeezed. She began to sob. "If you struggle, or put up 
any kind of resistance at all, I am going to slap you 
hard. Would you like to lose some teeth?" She looked 
horrified and tried to shake her head but I was holding 
her jaw. "Are you going to behave?" I asked. She 
desperately tried to nod. I let go of her jaw and took 
her hand again. I could see the marks of my fingers on 
her face imprinted on the blush. They slowly began to 
fade. "Now that we understand one another, it is time to 
get to know one another better" I said.

"I want you to kiss me the way that you and Tim kiss" I 
said. She was now beginning to look more resigned and her 
burst of spirit may have been a good thing as it seemed 
to have finished off her resistance. She raised her lips 
to mine and closed her eyes. I felt the featherlight 
touch of a teenaged girl's soft lips caressing mine. My 
prick began to swell more. This girl was something 
special. She kissed clumsily and was clearly unpractised.

I had no reason to doubt that her experience was as 
limited as she had described. I let her kiss me and made 
no effort to force the pace. She obviously was not going 
to proceed so I withdrew my lips and looked at her. Her 
baby-blue eyes looked back at me and there was the first 
faint sheen of perspiration on her forehead.

"That was a little girl's kiss" I mocked. "You are old 
enough to be able to kiss better than that. Just relax, 
keep your eyes open and look into mine." She was sitting 
slumped on my lap and I could feel the fullness of her 
left breast against my chest. I put my right arm round 
her and gently rested it on her side just above her 
waist. I lowered my lips to hers and looked into her 
eyes. I began to kiss her more strongly, moving my lips 
on hers. Her eyes widened as she felt my tongue touch her 
lips. I slowly moved my tongue forward until her mouth 
slightly opened and I then kissed her more firmly and put 
my tongue between her teeth until it met her little 
tongue. I held her firmly and gradually began to explore 
her mouth. Her eyes were wide as she moved uncertainly on 
my knee. I persisted, taking charge, as this was the 
first in a long series of steps to complete sexual 
domination. She was clearly uncomfortable with the 
intimacy of the kiss, never having done anything like 
that before, but I just carried on. The sooner she 
realised that she was there to serve my requirements the 
better. I finally took my lips from hers and looked into 
her eyes. She was breathing deeply and I could see her 
breasts heaving.

"Well, Amanda" I asked, "Did you enjoy that? Was it 
better than kissing Tim?" She shuddered on my lap sending 
delicious waves into my prick and balls. "I hated it" she 
said quietly "It was dirty and disgusting."  I laughed. 
"What a baby you are" I said. "Now I want you to kiss me 
like that. That is the way a woman kisses a man." She 
shuddered, looked into my face and knew that resistance 
was hopeless. She raised her lips to mine and closed her 
eyes. I halted her. "Open your eyes Amanda, I want you 
always to look into my eyes when you are kissing me."

She opened her eyes and fixing them on mine, raised her lips 
to mine. I waited for her tongue and, sure enough I felt 
it tentatively brush my lips. I opened my lips and sucked 
her tongue into my mouth. Again I explored her mouth and 
tongue and, at my leisure looked into her very soul and 
saw the fear there. She had good reason to be frightened. 
She began to pant into my mouth and I broke the kiss to 
let her recover. She slowly began to calm down. I still 
had hold of her right hand with my left and by right hand 
was on her side just above her waist. I let her relax a 
little and then gave her the next surprise.

"Amanda, I want you to tell me what you are wearing under 
your dress" I said quietly. She looked shocked. I could, 
of course, have just made her undress or undressed her 
but I wanted to humiliate her as much as possible. There 
was a long pause and she looked confused and miserable.

"Amanda, describe your undies to me. I won't ask you 
again." There was a pause and she looked down at the 
floor. "I have told you before, and this is your last 
warning. When you are kissing me or speaking to me, you 
look into my eyes." She rapidly raised her eyes to mine 
and mumbled "I am wearing a bra, tights and panties under 
my dress." I looked into her eyes. "That is not a very 
good description. In future if I ask you something I 
don't want to go over it twice. I want complete 
descriptions, do you understand? Now I want you to tell 
me exactly what your underwear is like and I won't ask 
you again." In an almost mechanical voice she said,
"My bra is white with a bit of lace on the edges. It is a 
34C cup size. My panties are white with little blue 
flowers around the legs and my tights are dark and as 
sheer as I could afford." "There you are" I said, "That 
wasn't so hard was it?" She shuddered. I took a drink of 
whisky and considered my next move. Too quick would be 
too crude and this girl was worth taking time over.

"Now, Amanda, you said that Tim has never felt your tits" 
I said. She blushed violently "Yes" she whispered. "Has 
anyone ever touched your tits?." There was a pause and 
then a very quiet "No." I had to consider what to do 
next. It would be easy to tear off her clothes and fuck 
her senseless but I had the feeling that this would mean 
missing out on an awful lot with this girl. While I was 
thinking I lowered my lips to hers and, looking deep into 
her eyes, began to kiss her. This was the most thorough 
kiss yet. I explored her mouth and gums with my tongue, 
raping her virgin mouth. I stopped both when her 
terrified panting began to transmit itself to my prick 
and when I had decided what to do.

Holding her left hand tightly I moved my right hand 
slowly up her side until it was just touching the lower 
border of her right tit. I looked deeply into her eyes 
and moved my hand up on to her breast. She gave a deep 
gasp and went rigid. I was delighted. If touching her tit 
over her clothes had this effect I was in for one hell of 
a morning. Her tit was a beautiful handful of springy 
girl flesh. There is nothing sweeter than a teenaged 
girl's newly-developed tits. I could feel her little 
nipple in the palm of my hand through what must have been 
a very thin bra. Holding her hand firmly I began to 
gently knead her tit as I looked into her eyes. The 
perspiration beaded her forehead and I could see a deep 
cloud of shame in her baby-blue eyes. She was holding her 
breath. "Kiss me, Amanda" I commanded. She raised her 
lips to mine and I began to deeply French kiss her as I 
looked into her eyes and luxuriously felt her springy 
virginal tit. This was the best yet. I broke the kiss and 
looked down at her. She was a sea of red from the roots 
of her hair down into her dress. It was time to see more 
of that.

"Sit still and do not move" I ordered. I took my arm from 
around her and let her support herself with her right arm 
around my neck. This left my hands free. Using both hands 
I reached for the top button of her dress and unfastened 
it. She gave a loud gasp "Please don't" she whimpered. I 
just smiled and slowly continued unfastening her dress 
until I reached the end of the row of buttons at her 
waist. I drew her dress apart and looked at her exposed 
flesh. She was not very brown and the whiteness of her 
bra was outstanding. I could see the indentations of her 
small nipples through the thin material. As she was 
sitting slumped the slight folds of puppy fat of her 
belly were visible with the cute indentation of her 
belly-button above her tights. I drew her to me again 
and, putting my arm round her, kissed her deeply. She had 
clearly learnt her lesson as her eyes snapped up and 
looked into mine. I moved my hand on to her right tit and 
began to feel her through her bra. She gave a loud sob 
thorough the kiss. I just ignored her and carried on 
exploring her mouth and feeling her luscious breast. She 
gave another sob. I broke the kiss and let her recover, 
keeping my hand on her tit. Her sobbing breathing slowly 
returned to normal.

"OK, Amanda, I think we can lose the dress now, don't 
you?" She looked miserably into my eyes as I pushed her 
to her feet. I had unfastened all the buttons and as it 
was loose around the waist as she stood the dress fell to 
the floor around her feet. I lay back in the armchair and 
smiled at the fifteen year old virgin trembling in front 
of me. She looked incredibly erotic in just her white bra 
and dark tights and high-heeled shoes. I motioned to her 
and she reluctantly settled back on my lap in her 
previous position. I put my right arm round her, under 
her armpit and straight on to her breast. She gasped and 
moaned gently. As I sat feeling the trembling young 
blonde I thought that it was time to humiliate her 
further.

"Tell me, Amanda, what do you wear when you go to bed?" 
She looked at me uncertainly, unsure where this was going 
but clearly afraid. "I have a nylon nightie in the summer 
and pyjamas for the winter" she said quietly. "And when 
your daddy comes to kiss you goodnight, do you think that 
he sees your tits?." She gave a loud gasp of shock and 
took her arm from round my neck and covered her face with 
both hands. I said, quietly and with menace "You know 
better than that. Put your arm back round my neck and 
take hold of the hand that isn't feeling your pretty 
tit." She gasped and obeyed without question. "I think 
that Daddy must get plenty of views of your pretty tits 
when you are in your nightie before you go to bed. Does 
he ever see you in your underwear?" She nodded bleakly. 
"Come to think of it, even though you are fifteen, you 
are still your Daddy's girl. Do you sit on his lap the 
way you are on mine now only in your little nightie?" She 
looked crushed, clearly it had never occurred to her that 
I would ask her that. "Yes" she whispered. "And can you 
feel your daddy's prick under your arse the way you feel 
mine now?" "No" she whispered. "You little liar," I 
thought, "but I'll let that one pass." "Perhaps his prick 
isn't as big as mine" I laughed. "Does your Daddy brush 
your tits "accidentally on purpose" when you are cuddling 
up in your nightie?" I asked cruelly. "No" she gasped in 
horror. It was time to leave this alone and to move on.
I moved her on my knee so that she was sitting with her 
back to me and her legs open astride mine as though she 
was sitting on a pony. This was the best position for my 
next moves. I flicked her pony-tail aside and began to 
kiss the back of her neck. She relaxed back against me, 
perhaps finding this position less threatening as she did 
not have to look at me. I moved my hands under her arms 
and put them straight on to her breasts. She gave a loud 
gasp and stiffened. I just ignored her and continued to 
knead the fullness of her delicious young flesh through 
her thin bra. This was the first time I had been able to 
feel both tits and they were wonderful handfuls. They 
were surprisingly big for a fifteen year old girl but as 
firm as one would expect a teenager's breasts to be. 
Although I could feel her little nipples in the palm of 
each hand I could not feel them becoming erect. Her 
breathing was becoming easier and she was possibly 
becoming more accustomed to being felt.

"Don't dare move" I whispered into her ear. She began to 
tremble, not knowing what to expect next. I could feel 
perspiration from her armpits on both my forearms as they 
stretched round her. She was clearly very frightened and 
sweating with fear. She had good reason. Keeping my left 
hand on her tit I moved my right hand slowly down across 
her stomach gently feeling the puppy fat until I came to 
her belly-button. I inserted the tip of my finger and she 
gave a loud gasp. I gently squeezed all over her stomach 
above the line of her tights, just letting her know that 
her body was mine to do as I pleased. I moved both hands 
down to her thighs and began to slowly rub up and down 
the inner parts of her thighs from just above her knee to 
just below her cunt, which I was careful not to touch. I 
found the feel of the nylon tights very sensual on my 
hands and I grasped the inner parts of both thighs 
gently. She was panting gently. "Turn round and kiss me 
Amanda" I commanded quietly. With the suppleness of youth 
she turned on my knees and reluctantly offered her lips. 
I gave her another deep kiss while I was holding the 
inner part of her thighs just below her cunt. I could 
feel her panty-line on my thumbs, I was that close. I 
took my lips from hers and looked into her eyes.

"Time to lose the bra, I think" "Please, no" she whined 
although I should have thought that she would have 
realised by now that begging and pleading was hopeless. I 
just ignored her and, removing my hands from her thighs 
unfastened the catch of her bra. It fell forward loosely 
on her arms. "Take it off" I ordered. She dropped it from 
her arms to the floor. I took hold of her pony-tail and 
pulled her back so that her back was resting against my 
chest and put my hands under her arms again, straight on 
to her bare tits. I could see the blush extending over 
her shoulders as I thoroughly  felt her breasts. I gently 
squeezed them with the palms of my hands and then took 
the nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. Amanda 
gave a loud gasp. I did not want to hurt her (yet) so I 
gently pulled on her nipples but I could not get them to 
erect. I moved her round again on my lap so that she was 
sitting sideways with her arm around my neck. I lowered 
my mouth to her tit and took the nipple between my lips. 
Amanda gave a great shudder "No" she gasped "you mustn't 
do that!." I gently began to suck her nipple, teasing it 
with my teeth. As not much was happening, I sucked harder 
and at last I began to feel the nipple erecting. She 
began to breathe heavily and the flush extended over her 
tits. I moved to the other tit and repeated the 
performance. By now Amanda's eyes were staring wide open 
and she was taking great gulps of air. I moved from one 
tit to the other until the nipples were erect. As I doubt 
if she had ever played with herself this was probably the 
first time in her life that this had happened to her. She 
had nice protruding nipples, once they had been 
encouraged - just right for what I had in mind for later.

I fastened my mouth on hers again and looking deeply into 
her, now cloudy, blue eyes I gave her a very thorough 
French kiss while I felt her tit with her newly-erected 
nipple. I just sat for a moment looking into her defeated 
eyes while I felt her and drank my whisky. "Time for a 
change of scene and a little more humiliation" I thought."

"Amanda, can't you see that I have finished my drink?
Don't you think that it would be polite to get me another
one?"

She climbed off my lap and walked slowly to the cocktail 
cabinet. I admired the outline of her firm young thighs 
clearly delineated by the sheer tights and her cute 
little arse, stuck out a little as a result of the high 
heeled shoes. When she had poured my drink she turned and 
came back towards me I watched her tits bobbing as she 
walked. To my surprise, her nipples had remained erect. I 
let her stand in front of me holding my drink while I lay 
back in the chair and leisurely looked over her body. She 
looked like a young whore serving a drink in a topless 
club but I doubt if the thought had occurred to her.

"What would Tim and your Daddy think if they could see 
their little Amanda now, I wonder" I said maliciously. 
She gave a loud sob but did not otherwise move.

"I think that it is time that we moved upstairs" I said.

Amanda looked at me in horror. "Just keep quiet, carry my 
drink, bring the bottle, and lead the way to your 
parent's bedroom. We need more space." She gave a loud 
sob and turned for the door picking up the bottle on the 
way. I picked up my bag and was right behind her and, as 
she went up the stairs carrying my drink, for the first 
time I put my hand on her arse. She jumped but did not 
spill any drink. Her arse felt full and lovely and I 
looked forward to getting to know it better. She led the 
way straight to a large airy room containing a king-sized 
double bed. Along the whole of one wall parallel to the 
bed was a series of wardrobes with mirrored doors from 
floor to ceiling. Excellent!!!

I moved over to the bed, kicked off my shoes, piled up 
the pillows and just lay back watching her. She seemed 
now to lack all will,  waiting to be directed. "Put the 
glass and bottle on the bedside table near me and come to 
the side of the bed" I ordered. "I think that it is time 
to lose the rest of your clothes - just slowly strip."

She looked at me helplessly and slid off her shoes. There 
was a chair near the bed which would give me an excellent 
view. "Sit on the chair when you have taken your tights 
off."  She began a quiet sobbing and peeled her tights 
down her legs. Now she was only wearing a pair of small 
panties, white as she had said with small blue flowers 
around the legs. She sat on the chair as I had told her 
and, clasping her hands in her lap, looked at the floor 
in front of her. "OK, Amanda, take off your panties." She 
raised her cute arse from the chair and slid her panties 
down her legs, trying to keep her thighs pressed 
together. When her panties hit the floor she sat quietly 
sobbing with her hands in her lap, her thighs tightly 
closed and looking at the floor in front of her.

"Amanda" I snapped, she raised her eyes fearfully to 
mine. "Put your hands by your sides, keep your eyes on 
mine and open your legs." For the first time she really 
began to cry. Her sobs changed to deep gulps and tears 
ran down her cheeks. She did not move. I think we had 
finally got to the point where she was incapable of 
obeying without my putting on more pressure. I got up 
from the bed and walked over to her, fastening my left 
hand in her pony-tail I pulled her upright making no real 
effort to be gentle. I slapped her hard across the face 
with my right hand twice and then again and I could see 
the imprint of my fingers on her soft cheek. "Do you 
remember what I said about losing teeth. Do you really 
want your Mummy and Julia to suffer?" I snarled, "It is 
all the same to me. Now stop that awful crying." With a 
huge effort she brought herself under control and stood, 
my hand still buried in her hair, rubbing her cheek. "If 
I have to do that again then I will really hurt you - 
don't forget. Now sit down and dry your eyes." I pushed 
her down into the chair and threw her a box of tissues. 
She wiped her eyes and, although she had stopped crying 
she was quietly sobbing.

I walked back and lay down on the bed looking at her "OK 
Amanda" I said, she raised her eyes to mine. "Put your 
hands by your sides, keep your eyes on mine and open your 
legs - I won't tell you again."  She slowly parted her 
thighs and for the first time I saw her virgin cunt. I 
smiled as I looked from her cunt to her deeply blushing 
face. She had a very prominent mound with two very fleshy 
outer lips which were completely closed, showing just a 
groove and rather sparse blonde curly pubic hair covering 
her mound but leaving her lower lips clear. She was 
clearly trying to keep her thighs as close together as 
possible but I wasn't having any of it. The chair in 
which she was sitting had very small upholstered arms 
about three inches high. "Just right," I thought. 
"Amanda, spread your thighs and hook them over the arms 
of the chair." She gave a loud sob and hesitated. At 
first I thought that she wasn't going to do it. This 
would have been a real shame as it was still too early to 
really hurt her. I wanted as much reluctant co-operation 
as possible. I gave her a harsh look and she gradually 
spread her thighs until they were hooked over the arms of 
the chair, opening up her cunt to my inspection. 

Spreading her thighs had caused her little groove to part 
and I could begin to see the pink of her inner lips.
"Amanda, you have a lovely little cunt" I said. ""Have 
you ever touched it while you have been in bed?" She 
looked so horrified that I thought that what she would 
tell me would be the truth. "Never" she gasped. I 
laughed. "I think that it is time to improve your 
education .Take your fingers and open your cunt for me - 
just do it, or I'll come over there and you'll be sorry." 

She quickly dropped her hands to her cunt and spread the 
outer lips. She did it clumsily and with such lack of 
familiarity that I doubted that, even in the darkness of 
her bed she had made any experiments. I could see the 
pink slash of her cunt opening with the inner lips 
beginning to protrude. "Amanda, what do you think that 
your Daddy and Tim would think of you now, sitting with 
no clothes on and holding your cunt wide open for a 
strange man to look at." She shuddered but did not 
otherwise move. I reached in my bag which I had brought 
up with me and took out my digital camera. I took a quick 
photo of the terrified teenager sitting nude with her 
thighs parted and holding her cunt gaping open.

"That is a memento of the occasion" I chuckled, "If you 
don't behave yourself I will send copies to your Daddy, 
to Tim and to your school. Now, come over here and lie 
beside me." She let go of her cuntal lips as though they 
were red hot and slowly climbed on to the bed, lying on 
her back on the left side of the bed. I leaned over her 
and looked down into her terrified eyes. I lowered my 
lips to hers and began to give her another deep kiss. Her 
eyes automatically opened and fixed themselves on mine. I 
pushed my tongue deep into her mouth and began to mash my 
lips against hers, regardless of her discomfort and fear. 

I put my right hand on to her left breast and began to 
feel it more roughly than before, pulling and tweaking 
the nipple. She gave a little gasp into my mouth but I 
persisted. I felt her nipple erect again. I took my lips 
from hers and looked down the bed. Her thighs were 
tightly clenched together. I began to twist her nipple. 
She gasped with pain.

"This is your last warning, Amanda, open your legs and 
keep them open or it will be the worse for you." Her 
thighs reluctantly parted. I began to kiss her again and 
slowly moved my hand down her belly on to her thigh. She 
gave a deep sob. I took my mouth from hers and looked 
deep into her eyes. "Unless you want me to really hurt 
you, keep your eyes on mine and your legs wide apart."

I began to kiss her again, more gently this time as I now 
had complete control, and moved my hand slowly up her 
plump trembling young thigh until it was just below her 
cunt. She was sobbing gently into my mouth and seemed 
incapable of controlling the shaking that affected her 
entire body. I moved my hand upwards on to her cunt and 
let it rest, cupping her slit. She gave a loud gasp and 
with a reflex action, tightly squeezed her thighs 
together, trapping my hand. "Amanda," I said - and that 
was all I needed to say. With a loud sob her thighs 
relaxed open and her legs parted. I looked into her wide 
blue eyes. "Well, Amanda, what do you think that Daddy 
and Tim would think now? A well brought-up young virgin 
lying naked in a man's arms and having her cunt felt. 

Don't you think that they would be ashamed of you?"
"I can't help it" she whimpered, "you made me do it." 
"Pretty easy though wasn't it" I mocked. I lay propped up 
on my elbow, looking into her eyes, with my hand cupping 
her cunt. I slowly began to explore her dry outer lips, 
gently tugging on her pubic hair. She gave a great 
shudder and closed her eyes. "Amanda, open your eyes and 
look at me" I commanded harshly. Her eyes flicked open 
and fixed themselves on mine. "Open your legs wider" I 
ordered. She parted her thighs relaxing her knees 
outwards and giving me complete access to her girlish 
cunt. Her cunt was too dry. I thought a moment and then 
brought my fingers to her lips. Suck my fingers" I 
commanded. She looked horrified and disgusted but slowly 
opened her mouth and took my three middle fingers between 
her red lips. She could taste the unfamiliar tang of cunt 
on my fingers but was powerless to help herself. "Come on 
Amanda, put plenty of spit on my fingers" I said. As this 
was obviously humiliating her, I made her suck my fingers 
a little longer and then took my moistened hand from her 
mouth. A small tendril of spit joined her lips to my 
finger before it parted.

"Now, Amanda, keep your eyes on mine and your legs 
apart." I moved my hand down to her cunt and this time I 
put one finger between her cuntal lips and into her slit 
for about an inch. The moisture on my fingers made it 
easier and I slowly began to move my finger in and out, 
not pressing too deeply but giving her the first finger-
fuck of her young life. Her blue eyes were wide and 
staring and she was panting and trembling. To humiliate 
her more, I sat up while I was fingering her and just 
left her looking blankly at the ceiling. I began to 
inspect her cunt more closely. To my delight it was 
beginning to give off the typical girlish smell of cunt-
juice. Things were beginning to happen down there whether 
she wanted them to or not. While finger-fucking her I 
used my other hand to spread her outer lips and display 
her soft inner lips and the small bud of her clitoris 
which I had not yet touched. I explored the soft inner 
lips and continued to finger her tight channel which 
gripped my finger deliciously. I began to finger her 
deeper. She gave a loud gasp, probably of discomfort 
because her cunt was really tight, and I was now in about 
two inches, far enough in to feel her virginal barrier.
"Well, Amanda, you have been a good girl haven't you?" I 
mocked, "still a virgin at fifteen. Your boy-friend is 
very slow, that's all I can say."  She moaned softly. I 
moved back up the bed, keeping my finger buried in her 
cunt as far as her maidenhead. I began another slow 
finger-fuck this time going as far as her hymen and now 
adding a second finger. She gasped again and I was no 
longer so sure that it was purely from discomfort. I 
looked deep into her eyes and began to kiss her again, 
gently this time, and giving her a thorough finger-fuck 
with two fingers as far as her maidenhead. I could feel 
her legs and cunt beginning to relax. "Aha!" I thought, 
"I wonder if this little virgin is beginning to think 
that having her cunt felt is not so bad after all." 

I moved my lips from hers and lay, looking into her 
frightened wide eyes with my two fingers deeply buried in 
her virginal cunt. "OK, Amanda, bend your knees upwards 
and outwards with your feet flat on the bed." She slowly 
pulled her feet up the bed and parted her knees widely. 

Her cunt, impaled on my fingers, now gaped open. I 
removed my fingers from her cunt and brought them to her 
lips. "Now, Amanda, suck your cunt-slime off my fingers" 
I ordered. Without waiting I pushed my three fingers 
between her moist red lips and smiled down at her. "Get 
sucking." She began submissively to clean my fingers 
although she could not prevent a look of revulsion 
crossing her face. I didn't mind that. She could be as 
repelled as she liked as long as she did as she was told.
I picked up my camera and moved down the bed so that I 
was looking up at her between her widely gaping thighs.
I could see the red slash of her cunt after the finger-
fucking she had received beginning to gape open. "Smile 
for the camera" I said. She looked scared but managed a 
tight little smile. I got her with her legs wide open, 
her cunt gaping and a terrified little virginal smile 
topping the lot. I put my camera back on the bedside 
table.

"Now, keep your hands by your sides, your thighs open as 
they are and lie still or I will really hurt you" I said. 
I moved up between her thighs and closely inspected her 
slightly gaping cunt. I could smell the frightened girl 
smell in spite of her fear. I moved my fingers to the 
bottom of her slit, to the delicate area between her cunt 
and arse and gently began to half stroke, half tickle 
her. She gave a shuddering gasp but did not dare to close 
her thighs.  I moved my finger to her arse hole and 
slowly brushed across it. "Please don't" she gasped "it's 
so dirty." "You haven't seen `dirty' yet" I laughed. She 
shuddered. I probed her virgin arsehole with the tip of 
my middle finger and I could feel the resistance of the 
outer ring of muscle. Although she was clenching her arse 
cheeks and hoping that I would not notice she was undone 
by the spit she had put on my fingers. Her arse hole 
muscle suddenly gave way and my middle finger popped an 
inch deep in to her tight back channel. I left it there 
and moved my thumb into her open cunt. There was already 
less resistance. Keeping her impaled on my fingers I 
moved up the bed and looked into her eyes. "Well, Amanda, 
aren't you a dirty little girl - letting a man you don't 
know stick his finger up your arse. Do you like the 
feeling?"

"No" she whispered, "I hate it." "Too bad" I smiled and 
began to slowly and deliberately finger-fuck her virginal 
arsehole while looking into her eyes and keeping my thumb 
buried in her moist cunt. I lowered my lips to hers and 
began to deeply kiss her while my finger was in her arse. 

I began to finger-fuck her arse more deeply until my 
finger was buried to the root in her little bottom. She 
was squirming deliciously on my finger but did not dare 
to close her thighs. I knew now that she was my creature 
to do whatever I liked with. I removed my fingers from 
her arse and cunt and brought them to her lips. "Suck my 
fingers clean" I ordered.

"I can't" she whispered, "it's too dirty, I'll be sick." 
I didn't hesitate but slowly pushed my fingers into her 
mouth. A look of revulsion crossed her young face as she 
tasted the sour forbidden taste of arsehole but I kept 
her at it until my fingers were clean. "That wasn't so 
bad was it?" A shudder racked her whole body. I moved 
down the bed again so that I was lying between her 
upraised parted knees and looking directly at her 
slightly gaping cunt. I moved a little higher and lowered 
my lips to her cute little belly button, into which I 
pushed my tongue. I could hear her gasp. Her knees, 
however , remained widely parted.  I slowly drew my 
tongue down her plump young belly until I reached her 
pubic hair which I began to tug gently with my teeth. She 
gasped. I lifted my head and looked into her eyes. She 
was looking fearfully down at me wondering what I was 
going to do next. "Keep your knees wide apart, Amanda, 
and your feet just as they are. I don't want to have to 
hurt you."  I lowered my head and very slowly and gently 
drew my tongue along the crack of her slightly gaping 
cunt from the back to the front. She gave a loud gasp and 
a shudder and I could see her little hands bunch into 
fists and tightly clutch the bedclothes. Her heels 
pressed down hard against the bed. I began to lick the 
outside of her cunt-lips and then put the tip of my 
tongue between them. All the time I was watching her 
terrified eyes as they looked down at me. I pushed my 
tongue deeper into her sweet young cunt and began to 
French kiss it. I mashed her outer lips with mine and 
pushed my tongue as far up her cunt as I could and sucked 
deeply. She gave a loud hollow moan. I could smell the 
girl smell mixed with sweat deep in my nose. It was 
wonderful. I slowly withdrew my tongue and began to 
gently lick her delicate inner lips, all the time moving 
closer to the little bud at the front, the existence of 
which she knew from biology at school, but the power of 
which she was as yet unaware. I brought the tip of my 
tongue to her little bud and gently began to tickle it.

She gave a loud gasp "Please don't" she whimpered "it
hurts." I laughed. " I don't think that it does, you
know. You have just never felt like this before." I
began to gently suck her clitoris, pulling on it with
my lips. I could feel it slightly expanding between my
lips and, probably for the first time ever coming out
from under it's little hood. 

She shuddered and groaned deeply, pressing her heels 
deeply into the bed. I knew that she was too frightened 
and tense to come. I felt that I had probably gone as far 
as I could like this and it was time to take a big step 
forward. Her education was about to be extended beyond 
anything that she could have imagined.

I moved back up the bed and lay back against the pillows 
and finished my drink. "Amanda, pour me another drink, 
sweetie, and then get back here" I ordered. She scooted 
off the bed round to my bedside table and refilled my 
glass and came back to her place beside me. I looked at 
her, fixing my eyes on her baby-blue wide open gaze. "I 
don't think that it is very fair. I have had the chance 
to see and play with your body and you have not seen mine 
at all." She gave another horrified gasp. I sat up and 
took off my tee-shirt and lay back on the pillows with my 
arms behind my head. "Unfasten my trousers, Amanda" I 
said quietly. She looked terrified out of her wits. 

Although a lot had already happened to her this morning I 
really believe that it had just dawned on her that she 
was going to be raped and that there was no escape. She 
lay trembling but did not otherwise move. "I don't want 
to have to ask you again" I said quietly. With trembling 
fingers she reached down, unfastened the clip, and slowly 
drew my zip down. When I am going on one of these 
expeditions I wear as little as possible so I was not 
wearing underpants. My prick popped out of the opening to 
her horrified surprise. I ignored it for the moment and 
just looked at her. "Get to the bottom of the bed, Amanda 
and pull of my trousers and socks and then get back 
here." She quickly did as she was told and I lifted up my 
arse to make it easier for her. I was now as naked as she 
was.

It was just as well that she had never seen a prick 
before because mine is so much larger than average that 
comparing it with a `normal' one would have terrified her 
out of her wits. It is just over eight inches long when 
erect and, more to the point, is very thick. I am 
circumcised so there is a large threatening head like a 
small orange. I have correspondingly heavy balls and 
thick pubic hair extending back to my arsehole. Also, as 
she would find out, I am multi-orgasmic. When I am 
excited, and I have seldom been in a better situation, 
there seems no end to my powers. That is bad news for 
Amanda!

"OK, Amanda" I said "you told me downstairs that you had 
never touched Tim's prick. I think that it is time for 
your education to begin, don't you?" She shuddered. "look 
into my eyes" I ordered. She looked dumbly at me. " I 
want you to feel my prick and balls gently until I tell 
you to stop." She looked fearfully down. My prick was 
semi-erect lying across my thigh with a blob of pre-cum 
staining the bead-spread. She did not move. "Do it" I 
said quietly "or you know that I will hurt you." She 
reached out with her small hand and gingerly touched my 
prick about half way up the shaft. I made her close her 
hand around the shaft and showed her how to wank me. My 
prick rapidly became fully erect under this treatment. 

She looked at the threatening sight with horror. "Do you 
know what you are doing Amanda?" I asked maliciously. She 
shook her head. Little liar I thought, no-one could be 
that innocent. "You are giving me a wank" I lay with my 
hands behind my head and let her slowly wank me. "Are you 
enjoying it?" I asked. She shook her head. "Just you keep 
on wanking me until I tell you to stop" I ordered. "Get 
both hands on my prick." My prick was big enough and her 
hands small enough for her to easily get both hands on. 

She continued giving me a slow delicious wank. "Instead 
of the baby kisses you gave Tim, just think, you could 
have given him a nice grown-up wank like this. Don't you 
think that he would have liked it?" She shook her head 
miserably. "Well I know that he would" I said. "He is a 
man. I bet he wanks himself in bed. It would have been 
much nicer for him if you had done it. In future, if he 
looks at you again when I have finished with you, you 
make sure that you treat him like a man. Your only 
function in life is to satisfy men's desires. If Tim 
wants a wank, you give him one - understand." She sobbed 
and nodded. "I wonder what your Daddy would think of his 
little girl now" I mocked. She paused. "Just keep 
wanking" I growled "I didn't say that you could stop but 
keep wanking me with one hand and gently feel around
my balls with the other."

The miserable girl kept on slowly and rhythmically
wanking my big prick with her right hand and with her
left hand she began to fondle my balls. More pre-cum
oozed from the end of my prick under her treatment and
ran down over her hand.

She looked at it in horror. I stretched luxuriously. "Just 
you keep on wanking me and feeling me" I said "I could 
stand quite a lot of this. Considering that it is your 
first time you are a pretty good little wanker." "Don't 
you think that I deserve a kiss for letting you wank and 
feel me?" I asked her. "Just keep on wanking me and give 
me a nice kiss." She looked into my eyes and brought her 
lips to mine. I immediately took command and began a deep 
French kiss exploring all of her mouth and gums and 
sucking gently on her tongue. She carried on mechanically 
wanking me nice and slowly and fondling my balls. I could 
feel the pre-cum running down over my prick and on to her 
hand. I carried on kissing her, enjoying the wank. I Took 
my lips from hers. "Amanda" I said quietly "I think that 
you should thank me for letting you wank me. Weren't you 
brought up to be polite?" "Thank you" she whispered so 
that I could just about hear her. "What for?" I asked. 
"For letting me wank you" she whispered miserably. I 
looked into her eyes and smiled. "That wasn't so hard was 
it?" She shuddered. All this time she had been gently 
wanking me with her right hand and feeling my balls with 
her left. I just let her get on with it while I had a 
drink. Her eyes were fixed with horrified fascination on 
the big prick that she was wanking and feeling.

"Amanda" I said quietly "you seem very interested in my 
prick. Don't you think that you should give it a little 
kiss?" She looked at me in absolute horror and shook her 
head violently jerking her hand off my shaft. I wound my 
hand in her hair again and pulled her face close to mine.

"Listen, this is your last warning. Do everything I tell 
you without hesitation or you will get hurt. I will not 
tell you again." I threw her head back and looked down at 
her. "I did not tell you to stop wanking me" I growled 
"get back to it." She hurriedly seized my prick in her 
right hand and began her slow wank again. She seemed to 
know instinctively how hard to grip and how fast to go. 
"Now, kiss my prick." She lay looking at me in horror but 
continuing to mechanically wank me with her left hand 
under my balls. I raised my hand warningly. She shuffled 
down the bed so that her head was level with my prick and 
looked hopelessly up at me. "Kiss it, you little wanker" 
I snarled. She slowly brought her lips to my shaft below 
her wanking hand and above my balls and put a timid 
little kiss on my prick. She then withdrew her mouth and 
looked up at me. "That's not nearly good enough" I said 
"do you know what a blowjob is?" She shook her head 
dumbly - and I think that she was probably telling the 
truth. She clearly had had a very sheltered upbringing. 

"What I want you to do is to kiss the end of my prick" I 
said firmly. She shook her head. I raised my hand 
warningly again and I felt her hand tighten on my prick. 
"Just keep wanking" I said "and kiss the tip." I felt her 
breath on the end of my prick and then I felt the 
slightest touch of her lips. She pulled away as though it 
was red hot. I smiled down at her. "Now, open your mouth 
and take the end of my prick into it" I said. She looked 
horrified and shook her head, shrinking away from me 
across the bed. She was still mechanically wanking my 
cock and she had worked up a nice rhythm. It was funny 
that her mind and body could be so cut off from what her 
hand was doing. I reached out and pulled her towards me
by the hair so that her head was resting on my thigh so
that she was looking up at me with my prick rearing up
in front of her eyes.

"Right you little wanker, this is your last warning. Take
the end of my prick into your mouth." I kept my hand wound
in her soft hair and moved her head to my prick. I don't
think that I would have been able to get her to do this
without a bit of compulsion initially. I felt the end of
my prick brushing against her closed lips. I moved her
head around, smearing pre-cum all over her mouth. "Right, 
Amanda, keep wanking me nicely and open your mouth wide."

She gave a convulsive sob. I twisted her hair a bit 
tighter and felt her mouth slowly opening on the end of 
my prick. "Wider you little wanker" I snarled. She opened 
her mouth as wide as she could and the tip of my prick 
was just touching her lips. I slowly pushed the big end 
of my prick past her lips and her teeth and into her 
mouth. I put about two inches in and just rested there. 
"Now, Amanda, keep wanking me and close your lips around 
my cock." She gave a great shudder but did as I 
commanded. "Open your eyes and look at me" I snapped. Her 
blue eyes, now misted with the shadow of defeat gazed up 
at me. Her mouth was stretched around my prick which she 
was still slowly wanking. "OK, you little cocksucker, 
lets have a nice picture for Daddy." I picked up my 
camera and took a picture of her startled face with my 
prick resting two inches deep inside her mouth. I began 
to move my prick around inside her mouth and I could see 
the head bulging first one cheek and then the other. I 
slowly moved it in and out about half an inch. She looked 
completely crushed with her sweet red lips stretched 
around my big prick and her blue eyes fixed on mine. 
"Now, Amanda, for your first cocksucking lesson. Run your 
tongue around the end of my prick and gently suck." She 
automatically followed orders. It was a really delicious 
sensation, just like being held in a velvet vice. "I 
don't want to have to do any work. Move your head
backwards and forwards just keeping my prick inside 
your lips and taking it in as far as you can. Run your 
tongue around the end and keep gently sucking and 
wanking."

It was amazing how quickly she picked up the idea. I 
looked down at this little virgin giving me a very 
competent blowjob only five minutes after I had started 
teaching her. "You are a natural cocksucker Amanda" I 
said "now take my prick deeper into your mouth." It was 
too much to expect her to deep-throat me but she was 
taking about four inches of my prick into her mouth and 
sucking gently. I thought that that was pretty good for a 
beginner. I was surprised that I had lasted so long with 
this little blonde virgin fondling my balls, wanking me 
gently and sucking my prick. I could feel the pressure 
beginning to build in my balls. Amanda knew that 
something was happening because she felt my prick 
suddenly harden as it spasmed. I grabbed her hair and 
held her mouth fixed on my prick. It dawned on her what 
was about to happen and her eyes widened in horror. I 
just smiled at her as I came in a rush of cum that filled 
her mouth, ran down her throat and trickled out of her 
lips. She looked wide-eyed and terrified with her mouth 
clamped to my prick and spunk running down her chin. I 
reached for my camera with one hand and took a quick 
picture of her raped face. I kept her mouth fixed on my 
prick but she had stopped wanking me. I didn't mind that. 
I just looked down at her and smiled. "If only your Daddy 
and Tim could see you now you dirty little cocksucker. 

Lying with your face covered in cum and your mouth around 
the prick of a guy whose name you don't even know who you 
have just sucked off. What do you think they would feel 
about that?" I let go of her hair and she stayed just as 
she was. I think that she was in a state of shock. I 
pulled her off my prick and threw her some tissues. 
"Clean yourself up cocksucker" I taunted. She wiped her 
face and dried her tears. "Now use that pretty little 
tongue to clean up my prick and balls" I ordered 
brusquely. She took one look at my face and knew that it 
was useless delaying. I picked up my drink and lay back 
as I watched the little blonde virgin licking around my 
semi-erect prick and, for the first time, licking my balls.

I just lay back relaxed and drinking while I got my 
strength back and I just let her get on with it. With me, 
it doesn't take long and soon I started to harden again. 
I motioned up the bed and she quickly scooted up so that 
she was lying beside me again. "Feet up and knees apart, 
Amanda, like before" I said brusquely. She did not 
hesitate but drew her feet towards her arse and let her 
knees fall apart. "Good girl" I said. I put my fingers to 
her mouth and she mechanically sucked on them, 
transferring spit and cum to my fingers. I put my hand 
straight on to her cunt with no messing about. She gave a 
soft gasp and pressed her feet into the bed. I began to 
casually finger-fuck her with two fingers going in as far 
as her maidenhead. She blushed and shuddered. I included 
a third finger in the fuck and began to deliberately 
stretch her cunt. She gasped. "Look into my eyes, Amanda" 
I commanded. She opened her eyes and fixed them on mine. 
I put my lips to hers and put my tongue deep into her 
mouth. I gave her a long kiss, tasting my own spunk on 
her tongue. I just lay, relaxing, kissing the frightened 
virgin deeply while I was giving her a vigorous finger-
fuck with three fingers as deep as I could without 
breaking anything. I slipped my left arm round her neck 
and moved it down on to her left breast which I began to 
knead. I pulled on her nipple and watched it erect. I 
began to gently twist her nipple as I was kissing and 
finger-fucking her. Her breath began to come in pants as 
the various sensations flooded through her body. She was 
still far too tense and frightened to come so I 
concentrated on giving her a little pain. I twisted and 
squeezed her nipple and she gasped into my mouth. I just 
ignored it, carried on deeply kissing her and giving her 
a good three finger-fuck. I twisted her left nipple until 
she began to gasp with pain and then I left it and began 
to roughly squeeze her tit. Her gasps increased as I 
mauled her tit roughly and finger-fucked her moist and 
quivering cunt. At last I took my mouth from hers and 
looked down triumphantly at her. She was still being 
roughly finger-fucked and her tit was being squeezed much 
harder than was comfortable. I didn't care, all I knew
was that all this was turning me on again. She lay 
panting with her knees splayed outward and my fingers in 
her cunt. "Do you like that Amanda?" I asked. She 
shuddered. "I am so scared" she whispered. I slowed down 
the finger-fuck, still using three fingers but going more 
gently. "I tell you what would be nice Amanda" I 
whispered "how about another nice wank." Lying on her 
back she reached over with her left hand, turning 
slightly towards me and began to wank me off. "You are a 
natural my sweet. In a short time you have become a 
pretty good little wanker." My fingers continued slicking 
in and out of her open cunt. I just lay enjoying the feel 
of her hand on my prick again.

"Do you know what we are going to do now?" I asked 
calmly. She looked at me with fear in her eyes. "Keep 
wanking me my sweet little cocksucking Amanda and I'll 
keep feeling your pretty cunt while I tell you. Whatever 
you do, keep your thighs apart as they are and don't stop 
wanking me or it will be the worse for you. Do you 
understand?" She nodded dumbly. I gave her a gentle kiss 
on the lips without using any tongue and lay looking at 
her anxious pinched face. Her cunt was getting very wet 
and I could feel the cunt-juice slurping around my 
fingers. That was good. 

"It is time for you to be fucked, my sweet. I am going to 
turn you from a girl into a fucked-out woman. I am not 
going to use any protection and I am going to shoot all 
my cum deep into your womb. Believe me, you will get a 
baby from this morning" As I spoke to her she looked more 
and more afraid, the fear slowly turning to horror. Her 
eyes widened and she began to pant. Big tears formed in 
her eyes and slowly ran down her cheeks. Her body was 
wracked with a convulsive sobbing. "Remember what I told 
you" I snarled "keep your thighs well apart and don't 
dare to stop wanking me." I got a fourth finger into her 
cunt and began to spread her outer lips as much as I 
could. She was going to need it. "Stop crying Amanda" I 
said calmly, looking into her puffed-up eyes "don't be 
such a baby just when you are on the verge of becoming a 
woman."

She looked hopelessly into my eyes. "Please don't give me 
a baby" she begged "what will I do? What will my parents 
say? I wanted to go to University after school and I 
can't if I have a baby. I couldn't get rid of it." 

"Splendid!" I thought. I just looked at her. "You don't 
get it do you, Amanda" I said " I don't care in the least 
what you want. After this morning you will just be one 
more of my bitches having my kid. How you live your life 
is your affair - but it will include a baby." I pushed my 
fingers deep into her cunt right up against her hymen. 
"Feel this, my sweet?" I asked "you won't have it many 
minutes longer." Putting a time on it like that terrified 
her. I could feel her whole body trembling. Mechanically 
she continued gently wanking me off - she didn't dare 
stop. I took my fingers from her sloppy cunt and put them 
to her mouth. "Lick my fingers clean like before" She 
automatically opened her lips and accepted my smelly 
fingers. I wiped them round the inside of her mouth. She 
shuddered.

"Now listen, Amanda, you know what is going to happen so 
you might as well accept it but I want you to ask me if 
you can please have my baby." She looked at me in 
disbelief and shook her head violently, tears beginning 
to run down her cheeks again. She slowed down her wanking 
action. I just glanced down and she got the message loud 
and clear and carried on wanking me off properly. "Ask 
me" I repeated. She shook her head. I put my right hand 
across her body on to her left breast and I began to 
squeeze it. She shook uncontrollably, adding to the 
sensations of the wank. I was really hurting her tit now 
when I let it go and grasped the nipple between my thumb 
and forefinger. I knew that she would not be able to 
stand this I began to twist. She gasped and took her hand 
off my knob. I just looked at her. She quickly took hold 
of my prick again and began to wank me. I pulled and 
twisted her nipple and she gave a low moan. I could see 
how much I was hurting her. "Well?" I asked. No answer. I 
just let go of her nipple and slapped her hard across the 
face. She stared vacantly into space and the imprint of 
my hand was clear on her cheek. "Well?" I repeated. No 
answer. I slapped her again, harder. Her head rocked to 
the side and she gave a little squeal. I could see her 
trying to say something. "Right, you little wanker, I 
have really lost patience with you now. Don't say I 
didn't warn you." I could see froth on her lips mixed 
with a little blood. "Please... " she whimpered. "Please 
what, Amanda?" I asked. There was a long silence while 
her body was convulsed with sobs. She had stopped wanking 
me but her little hand was still clasping my prick. I let 
it go because I knew that she needed all her 
concentration for what was to come. She looked hopelessly 
up at me and whispered "Please may I have your baby" and 
closed her eyes numbly. I smiled. "Open your eyes Amanda 
and look at me." She did so automatically. "Are you sure 
that that is what you really want?" She shuddered and 
nodded dumbly. "That wasn't so hard was it, now
get wanking." I lay back and had a drink as my reluctant
young victim recovered her composure while she continued
to give me a nice wank. I gave her a tissue to wipe
the blood from her mouth and to clean herself up. 

"If you behave yourself, I won't have to hurt you again - 
but just remember that I can and I will if I have to."
My prick was as hard as an iron rod now. She was lying on 
her back still with her feet drawn up and her thighs 
widely splayed apart. She looked like a fucked-out little 
whore, and I hadn't even started! "You can stop wanking 
me now" I said and I moved down the bed until I was 
kneeling between her thighs. She looked at me between her 
plump childish thighs in mute terror. "Remember, Amanda, 
you asked for this so you can put my prick into your 
cunt. Open your cunt-lips with your left hand and use 
your right hand to guide my prick in." "Please don't make 
me do this" she begged as she reluctantly put her left 
hand down to her cunt and spread the lips. I knew that 
she was completely cowed when she took my prick in her 
right hand and clumsily pressed it against her cunt. I 
took over and slowly pushed the head of my prick between 
her outer lips. She gave a loud gasp and screwed her eyes 
up. "Open your eyes and look at me Amanda, You know the 
rules" I snapped. She opened her blue eyes and fixed them 
on mine. I slowly began to push my prick into her tight 
cunt. She gasped and shuddered but kept her eyes on mine. 

It was hard going. I don't think that a prick the size of 
mine would have gone into her tight little channel 
without tearing her if I hadn't stretched and moistened 
her with a decent finger-fuck so recently. I was now 
about an inch up her and I stopped pushing and started to 
very gently fuck her fresh young cunt with the end of my 
tool. It felt great and her channel was slowly becoming 
more relaxed in spite of her terror. "Do you like that 
Amanda?" I asked. She shook her head in mute fear. Her 
face was red with shame and she was trembling with fear. 

I pressed a little harder and slid a little further in. 
Suddenly I felt resistance. I was in about two inches and 
was at her hymen. She flinched and I knew that she had 
felt it too. I withdrew again and started gently fucking 
her so that the end of my prick was touching and 
stretching her hymen with each stroke. I just carried on 
as I knew that her cunt was becoming more stretched
every moment by my prick but the time had really 
and Amanda knew it.

She was so tight and hot inside. I was already beginning 
to feel a tingle in my balls. I knew that this might not 
last very long. I didn't care! However long it lasted, 
was going to be pure bliss. I pushed forward once more 
sliding in to meet resistance at around two inches deep.

I rested the head of my cock against her hymen while 
trying to decide the best way to do it. I pushed a little 
harder against her tight virgin barrier. The feeling was 
so intense for me that I couldn't think of anything but 
how great it would feel to be all the way inside of her. 
I pushed Amanda's legs down flat against the bed and 
climbed between her thighs in a traditional missionary 
position. I thought that that position would give me the 
most control over her and the best leverage for breaking 
through her cherry in one hard and forceful stroke. I 
looked deep into her eyes and smiled cruelly.

"You're going to have a Spring baby," I said quietly. I 
began to push deeper into her virgin childish cunt. "No, 
no," she whimpered.  My face was now very close to hers, 
our noses were touching and I was staring into her eyes. 
Her young blue eyes gazed straight back into mine in mute 
terror. I kissed her and pushed my tongue into her mouth 
to keep her quiet. She had already had my prick in there, 
so she didn't fight now, her resistance appeared to be 
over. My cock was still nibbling at her maidenhead, 
slowly forcing an opening. Her whole body squirmed and 
trembled, as my invading organ kept pushing and pushing.

And then, with one hard shove I penetrated her more 
deeply. She gave a sharp yelp against my lips, that 
special terrified sound young girls always make as they 
are being deflowered. I had heard it many times, but I 
never become tired of it. Her eyes widened and she 
desperately tried to throw me off. I was having none of 
it. I just pushed her back into the bed and thrust 
harder. I forced my way deeper inside her squirming hips, 
pushing past her torn and ruined cherry. "Oh somebody 
please help me!" she squealed, tearing her lips from mine 
as I drove my shaft home. With my left hand I seized her 
by the hair tightly twisting her ponytail, now wet with 
the sweat of fear, looked deep into her terrified eyes 
and began another deep kiss, my weight pressing down on 
her. With the other hand I began  to firmly fondle her 
right tit. Her nipple was erect. Inch by inch I forced my 
way into her virgin body, gradually impaling her on my 
huge prick. She struggled and thrashed, as I slowly 
entered her. In a couple seconds my cock had completely 
disappeared between her plump childish thighs up to my 
balls. She was tight, but still I was able to get the 
whole thing in. I could feel the taste of her blood on my 
lips as she bit the inside of her lip. Here was this 
beautiful teenager, lying flat on her back, her thighs 
splayed wide apart, impaled on my large cock. Although 
she was so tight I could move in her. I began to
slowly fuck her, moving my prick out about four inches 
and pressing hard into her until the end of my giant tool 
rubbed against her cervix. She was sobbing against my 
kiss and her whole body was shaking.

I withdrew my lips from hers. She lay, looking at me 
dumbly, her forehead beaded with perspiration and her 
lipstick smeared. I could smell the terrified girl-smell 
of a deflowered virgin coming off her heated body. The 
smell of the sweat from her armpits was strong in my nose 
and the whole room seemed to be filled with the scent of 
cunt. I carried on fucking her, slowly lengthening my 
stroke until she was getting six inches and at the end of 
each push I could feel her cervix rubbing my knob-head. 

"Well, little Amanda" I gloated "you are no longer a 
virgin. What do you think that your Daddy and your boy-
friend Tim will think of you now? Do you think that Tim 
will want to go out with you now that you have been 
fucked? Just think, he has been going out with you for 
six months and he never even felt your tits. I have known 
you for less than two hours and here you are lying under 
me with my prick deep in your belly waiting for me to 
give you a baby." I began to fuck her a little harder, 
but still just giving her six inches. She gasped and her 
hips began to move. I pulled my prick right back so that 
the tip was just inside her outer lips. I looked down and 
saw my prick and the bed-spread stained with her virgin 
blood. I rammed my prick deep in her to her cervix and 
felt my balls nestle against her soft arse. Her hips 
jerked spasmodically.

I looked down into her defeated eyes. "Ah, you like that 
do you" I said. She shuddered but, despite herself, her 
hips continued to squirm. I began to mess further with 
her mind. "Don't you wish that your Daddy could see his 
precious little girl, his darling daughter, just as she 
is now, like any other little whore, lying with her legs 
open and letting a man fuck her? When he knows what you 
have done he will never think the same about you again. 

He will always wonder if you were willing to let me do 
this. You are a strong healthy girl. He will always be 
tormented by doubt and the feeling that you should have 
fought harder. In fact, don't be surprised if the next 
time you are sitting on his knee in your little nightie 
you feel her prick under your arse and his hands on your 
tits. He may even think that as you are such a little 
whore and have given your virginity to a man so willingly 
that you liked it. He may feel that since you put out for 
me so easily you will for Tim if he can stand you after 
this, so he may as well have a piece himself. You could 
become the school and family whore if this all gets out" 
She groaned and her body began to be wracked with 
convulsive sobs.

I began to fuck her harder. Pressing her arse deeper into 
the bed and giving her a full eight inches. Her eyes were 
screwed up and she was biting her lip. This was the 
hardest fucking yet and I knew that her cunt was being 
stretched and might even have torn a little. It was very 
moist and, looking down I could see more blood. I kept 
pressing deeper and deeper, my knobhead brushing her 
cervix with each stroke. She was sobbing convulsively a 
fleck of blood at the corner of her smeared lips. "Open 
your eyes" I commanded. She looked miserably up at me. I 
could feel the pressure beginning to build up in my balls 
and my knob hardened even more as the spasm began. "Here 
comes your baby, Amanda" I whispered into her ear. I 
withdrew to the opening of her violated and torn cunt 
and, and with the spurts of cum with beginning to flood 
her from my rigid tool I pushed my prick deep into her 
open cunt and spewed my potent sperm against her cervix 
and straight into her womb. I lay on her with my prick 
buried to the balls in her raped cunt and I could feel 
her horrified gasping breathing. Her damp hair was soft 
on my cheek and the smell of girl-sweat from her armpits 
and forehead was stronger. "Your womb is full of my 
sperm, Amanda, and you will get a nice little baby come 
Spring" She sobbed and tried to move. "Just you lie there 
for a while" I said feeling my prick becoming softer in 
her cunt. "Now," I whispered into her ear "give me a nice 
kiss and thank me for giving you a baby" She lay dumb and 
unresponsive seemingly in a state of shock. I was still 
fondling her right tit so I began to squeeze it harder 
and moving to the nipple I gave it a sudden vicious 
twist. She gasped with pain. I looked into her clouded 
blue eyes. "Well?" I asked. She shuddered and her whole 
body began to tremble. After one or two wordless noises 
she licked her smeared lips and offered them to mine. I 
began a slow luxurious deep kiss lying on the fucked 
teenager with one hand buried in her hair and the other 
squeezing her plump tit, the nipple of which I could
feel hard and erect against my palm and my softening
prick deeply buried in her violated cunt.

I just let her lie there and took my time exploring her 
mouth and fondling her springy tit. I could feel her 
sweaty and bloodstained thighs splayed under me sticking 
to mine as I moved slightly. She was totally at my mercy. 

I withdrew my lips and looked into her defeated and 
fucked-out eyes. I knew that she would never be the same 
again and so did she. She whispered quietly "Thank you 
for giving me a baby." "That's better, I knew that you 
were a polite well brought-up girl" I mocked. It was time 
to screw her mind up some more while I recovered.
I took my hand from her right tit and put my fingers to 
her lips. "Just get sucking" I ordered. "Pull your feet 
up and spread your knees like before" I commanded. She 
seemed to have no will left and dumbly complied 
immediately, her smeared sexy lips closing on my fingers 
and her knees widely splayed. "You have very quickly 
become my little fuck-toy haven't you Amanda? It 
certainly didn't take much effort. You are such an easy 
lay. It is a pity for Tim that he didn't know that you 
were this easy" I mocked. "Have you no pride? Don't you 
think that your family would be ashamed of you if they 
could see you now?" Tears oozed from her eyes further 
smearing the small amount of eye make-up she had applied 
that morning. "Now just listen to me and keep sucking." 
She looked up at me with a defeated hopelessness in her 
eyes, a feeling that I knew  she would never forget and 
that would stay with her for the rest of her life.

I could feel my prick hardening in her cunt and I began 
to move slowly in her just an inch or so. She was moist 
and easy now as her cunt was lubricated by my cum. "No, 
please" she whimpered "not again." "We haven't even 
nearly finished, my little fuck-toy" I smiled. I took my 
right hand from her girlish belly and moved it under her 
thigh so that I approached her arse. Looking into her 
shocked eyes I pushed the middle finger of my right hand 
straight into her still virgin hole. She gasped loudly.

I pushed my finger deep up her hole and started to finger 
fuck her arse deeply and slowly while my prick gently 
fucked deep into her ruined cunt. She gave a loud sob of 
pain and caught her breath as I pushed a second finger 
into her arse and began to stretch her hole. I pressed my 
fingers as deeply as I could and began to twist my hand. 
She moaned and her hips began to twitch. I began to fuck 
her cunt more deeply, giving her all eight inches and 
pushing my prick into her to the balls, feeling her 
cervix caressing the end of my knob. I put a third finger 
into her arse and continued finger-fucking her back hole 
as deeply as I could, twisting my fingers with each 
thrust. I could feel the sweat and mucus from her fevered 
hole lubricating my invading hand and her girlish 
buttocks clenched against my fingers.

The fingers of my left hand were still twisted in her 
hair. Her eyes looked empty and unfocussed for the first 
time so I gave her hair a vicious twist to concentrate 
her mind. She looked into my eyes and with my hand buried 
in her arse I increased the depth and force of the 
movement of my prick until I was hammering her cunt and 
having a very satisfactory ride. I continued to give her 
the full eight inches deep into her cunt so that my balls 
slammed against her arse as the end of my knob battered 
her cervix. I could feel the slime and blood around my 
prick and her cunt felt looser as her knees splayed 
helplessly. I looked down at her and her plump tits were 
bouncing on her chest with each thrust. I carried on 
riding her roughly and forced a fourth finger into her 
arse. She sobbed helplessly. I knew that she would not be 
able to come and I wasn't bothered anyway. I kept on 
fucking her hard with my hand up her arse until I began 
to feel the familiar tingle in my balls and the 
increasing tension in my prick. I leaned down and pressed 
my lips against her reluctant little mouth which I 
immediately invaded with my tongue. I gave her a rough 
kiss as, with my hand shoved deep into her arse, I began 
to flood her womb with another lot of hot cum. She sobbed 
helplessly against my mouth and I lay on her with my left 
hand deeply buried in her spreading arse while I sucked 
on her tongue and let the remains of my ejaculation flow 
into her receptive womb. I just lay there, sucking on her 
tongue, enjoying the smell of her sweat, while I got my 
breath back and let the remainder of my cum leak into her 
cunt. I could feel my prick becoming softer and I knew 
that I would need a rest.

I removed my lips from hers, took my hand out of her arse 
and brought it to her lips. "Get sucking" I ordered. She 
gasped and shook her head as she smelt the tang of her 
own shit on my fingers. "I can't" she whimpered "please 
don't make me." I just looked down at her and slowly 
pushed four fingers into her mouth stretching her lips.
A look of revulsion crossed her face but she obediently 
sucked on my fingers. When she had cleaned them I removed 
my left hand from her hair and slowly pulled my prick out 
of her cunt. She just lay, fucked and defeated. I picked 
up my camera and moved down the bed between her thighs. 
Her cunt was a sight. It gaped open slackly four or five 
inches and blood-stained cum leaked down towards her 
arsehole which was also beginning to gape. "Smile for me 
Amanda" I ordered. She raised her head from the pillow 
and her lips twisted into the semblance of a smile. I 
took a couple of photographs. I moved up the bed and put 
my camera down. I picked up my drink and relaxed back 
against the pillows. Amanda lay beside me quietly 
sobbing. My prick lay on my thigh semi-erect and I knew 
that before I could do anything else I needed a rest. No 
problem, I had plenty to occupy myself. 

"OK, Amanda" I said quietly, "Get down there and clean me 
up with your tongue." Her resistance was so broken now by 
my physical and mental pressure that she didn't even 
argue or hesitate. She moved down the bed until her head 
was level with my prick, leaned over and began to lick my 
prick and balls. I just relaxed watching the dominated 
little schoolgirl washing my prick and balls with her 
pink tongue. When she had been over my prick and balls 
she hesitated but kept her head at the level of my thigh. 
She knew what was next almost without my saying. "Suck me 
off, Amanda," I ordered "and look at me while you do it 
so that we can carry on talking." Without hesitation she 
took my semi-erect prick into her mouth, washed round the 
knob end with her soft tongue and gently started to suck 
me off while I looked into her eyes. "You are such an 
easy lay" I taunted "It isn't difficult to get you to 
suck me off is it? I think that you like the feel of a 
prick in your mouth."

I didn't touch her but had a pull on my drink and looked 
round. There was a second door in the room. "Where does 
that lead?" I asked. "It's my Mummy and Daddy's bathroom" 
she whispered. "Good" I said "right, Amanda, just you go 
into the bathroom and wash the sweat off yourself. Stand 
where I can see you and don't close the door. Wash your 
legs and the outside of your cunt but keep away from the 
inside and leave your arse hole alone. I want you 
smelling nice when you come back. Do you understand?" She 
nodded and tried once or twice to say something. I looked 
at her and waited. "I want to go to the toilet" she 
whispered. "You can, but leave the door open so that I 
can watch you" I replied, seeing another chance to 
humiliate her. She looked shocked but had got beyond 
arguing with me.

She got off the bed and moved stiffly and rather bow-
legged, towards the door. "Is your cunt sore?" I asked 
maliciously. I heard her sob as she went into the 
bathroom, leaving the door open. Good, I could see the 
toilet from where I was lying. She sat on the toilet and 
hugged herself with her arms looking at the floor. 
"Amanda!" I said sharply "you know better than that. Sit 
back, hands by your sides, open your legs and look into 
my eyes." She leaned back and looked into my eyes across 
the twenty feet or so that separated us. I could see the 
open slash of her cunt and I admired her tip-tilted tits 
as they heaved with her embarrassed breathing. I heard 
her fart and the plop as she shat. She blushed furiously 
as she saw me watching her. I heard the loud buzz as she 
began to piss. Tears ran down her cheeks as her bladder 
emptied. I picked up my camera and took a picture of her 
humiliation. For a modest girl, in spite of all that had 
happened to her, this might have been her greatest 
torment yet. It is odd what people can stand and just 
what can break their spirit. I watched her clean herself 
and gingerly stand. "Now wash yourself and clean your 
teeth" I ordered. She filled the basin and began to 
follow my instructions exactly. She dried herself and 
picked up a tin of talcum powder. "Don't worry about 
that" I said "I like to smell you as you are. Get back in 
here." 

She shuddered and slowly moved back into the bedroom, 
walking very carefully. I got off the bed and went to 
her. I took her in my arms with my left hand dropping to 
squeeze and fondle her arse cheek and my right hand 
caressing her left breast. I knew that she could smell my 
sweat but it didn't bother me. I gave her a deep kiss 
enjoying her clean mouth while I looked into her eyes and 
fondled her soft young body. Taking my lips from hers I 
released her and went to sit on the chair that she had 
been on earlier. "We have made a mess of the bed" I said 
looking at the bloodstained bead-spread. "Find another 
cover and tidy it up." Without saying anything, she did 
as I told her and stood dumbly waiting for further 
orders. I had clearly driven all initiative out of her. 
"Pour me a drink and lie down on the bed where you were, 
Amanda" I said. She hastened to obey and I moved to the 
bed and lay down beside her. I picked up my drink and lay 
resting, recovering my strength. Amanda lay beside me on 
the fresh bed looking up at the ceiling, gently trembling 
and in spite of her wash, smelling of girl-sweat. She was 
very crushed and frightened. I glanced at my watch and 
knew that I still had plenty of time.

I glanced down at my semi-erect prick lying on my thigh. 
"What about a nice wank, Amanda?" I asked. She sighed, 
sat up against the pillows, took hold of my prick with 
her soft hand and began to gently wank my prick to 
hardness again. She really was becoming an expert little 
wanker. It seemed a pity that she would be so scared of 
sex after this morning that it would be wasted 
experience. As my prick hardened I looked at her. "Come 
on sweetie" I said "you can do better than that. Toss me 
off a bit harder." She began to wank me with a delicious 
firm stroke. I grinned at her. "You see, you can do it 
when you try. Now just keep on wanking me like that until 
I tell you to stop and while I have a drink just suck me 
off for a while." She did not even hesitate but moved 
down the bed and took my prick into her mouth. She wanked 
me into her little rosebud lips, washing the head of my 
prick with her soft little tongue and began to gently 
suck me off. I took a quick picture of her rosebud lips 
stretched around the prick that she was compliantly 
wanking into her mouth and lay back, drinking my whisky, 
and smiling down at the blonde teenager lying across my 
thigh sucking me off. I could feel the strength returning 
to my loins. When my prick was hard I motioned to her. 
"Get back up here beside me" I ordered. She took her 
mouth from my prick and moved up the bed. Such was her 
programming that she carried on wanking me without a 
pause. "Just carry on wanking me and feel my balls with 
your other hand while we have a talk" I smiled. I had a 
drink while I enjoyed the wank and the sensation of her 
soft hand as the scared and sweating young girl gently 
caressed my balls.

"I am going to fuck you up the arse, Amanda, like the 
little bitch that you are" I said casually. She went pale 
and the motion of her hand slowed. "Just keep on wanking" 
I snarled, "I have warned you." She looked horrified. 
"You just can't" she pleaded, her plump knees trembling 
as they splayed out and her hips twitching. "Please 
don't" she pleaded "I'll do anything." "I know you will" 
I said "now just get on and wank me. In fact, suck me off 
as well while I have a drink and you can be thinking 
about it." Like the experienced little cocksucker she had 
become she slid up and took four inches of my prick into 
her hot little mouth and began to deliciously suck me 
off. I felt the suction on my knob suddenly increase as 
she carried on with her exciting rhythmical wank. I knew 
that much more of this would make me come and I decided 
to come in her mouth again. I just relaxed and let her 
wanking hand coupled with the beautiful rhythmical 
sucking of my knob do its work. I felt the pressure 
building up in my balls again and my prick suddenly 
hardened. She had felt it before so she knew what was 
going to happen. I saw her eyes widen but was too afraid 
to take her mouth away. "Keep your lips closed and look 
at me. Don't take your mouth off my prick till I tell 
you" I snarled as I filled her mouth and throat with jet 
after jet of hot cum. She gagged a little but kept her 
mouth on my prick while she swallowed my cum. A small 
trickle leaked out of the corner of her mouth. She lay 
with her head on my thigh and my semi-hard prick in my 
mouth. Although she still had her hand around my shaft 
she had stopped wanking me. "OK, cocksucker, just clean 
up my cock and balls with your tongue while I have a 
drink." I lay back in contentment and had another pull on 
my whisky while the fucked-out teenager cleaned up my 
cock and balls with her hot little pink tongue.

I knew that her resistance was completely broken and she 
was waiting to be told what to do. "I am getting tired of 
looking at your slutty little whore's body" I said 
harshly "go to your bedroom and bring back all your 
nighties and I'll tell you which one you can wear, and be 
quick." She scuttled out and was back in about a minute 
with three night-dresses. I chose a peach-coloured nylon 
one with a deep scalloped neckline that clung to and 
outlined her tits and just reached to her hips. It was 
normally worn with panties but she wouldn't be needing 
those. "Right, slut," I said throwing it to her. "Brush 
your hair and put that on." She did, and with her freshly 
brushed hair she looked like the virginal teenager that 
both she and I knew that she would never be again. I 
needed a rest after my efforts and I had had enough 
whisky. On the dressing table was an automatic tea-making 
set. "OK, Amanda, while I rest you can make me a nice cup 
of tea." She rushed to do what I said while I enjoyed the 
sight if her in her little nightie with her tits pressing 
out against the sheer nylon fabric reflected in the 
mirrors. I was interested to see that her nipples were 
still erect. She brought me my tea and stood waiting by 
the bed. I pointed to the chair that she had used before.

"Go and sit over there" I said, "open your legs and hang 
your thighs over the sides of the chair. Pull your 
nightie up so that I can see your cunt. I'll call you 
when I want you. You can spend the time playing with your 
tits.." She mechanically did as I said, fondling and 
squeezing her tits, and looking at me through dead, 
hopeless, raped, fucked-out eyes. I took another picture. 

I lay back looking into her eyes while I enjoyed my tea.
"We can do a couple of things when I leave you" I said 
conversationally. "I can leave you to get on with your 
life and explain your baby to your parents and to Tim or 
I could send the pictures I have taken to all your 
friends. If they see them they would know that you are an 
available cunt who has been well fucked. Boys would never 
treat you with respect again. They would only ask you out 
because they know that they can fuck you - and they would 
fuck you because they'd know that they could get away 
with it on every date. Once they know that you have been 
fucked boys lose all respect for you and can just do what 
they like to you and talk about it to their friends. 
Until your pregnancy becomes obvious you would be the 
school slut and there wouldn't be a thing that you could 
do about it." I could see the horror dawning in her eyes 
as she thought about what I had just said. "Please don't" 
she whispered desperately "please don't." "Don't you 
think that I should even send some pictures to Tim?" I 
asked. "After all, he has been going out with you and he 
hasn't even felt your tits. Don't you think that he 
deserves a fuck now that you are available?" She sobbed 
loudly. "Please, please don't" she repeated mechanically. 

I laughed. "I'll think about it" I said looking at her 
still playing with her tits. I  finished my tea and I 
could feel my strength and interest returning.
"OK, Amanda, pour me some more tea and get your slutty 
little body back over here" I said patting the bed beside 
me. She stiffly came and got my cup and walked over to 
the dressing table and poured me another cup of tea. With 
a shaking hand she brought it to my table and then lay 
down beside me. I looked into her eyes. "You know what to 
do" I said with a smile and lowered my mouth to hers and 
began another deep thorough kiss. I took my time and 
began to feel her left tit through the clinging nylon of 
her nightie. I felt her hand go to my prick and begin to 
wank me off. Although my knob was only semi-hard yet I 
could be patient. I knew that she would get it ready for 
me. I squeezed her breast harder and she got the message. 

She tightened her grip on my prick and increased her 
stroke beginning to give me a very thorough wank. I took 
my lips from hers. "That's a good little girl" I said 
mockingly, "you just know what to do automatically now 
don't you. I've got a good mind to keep you as a pet." 

She looked into my eyes and sobbed. I just let her carry 
on wanking me while I mauled her tits roughly through the 
nylon, moving from one to the other and pulling on the 
nipples until they were completely erect. With all this 
treatment she really had outstanding nipples for a 
fifteen year old girl. By now, even I was finding it hard 
to become erect again and I still had one hole to fill. 

"Suck me off, Amanda," I ordered again "and look at me 
while you do it so that we can carry on talking." Without 
hesitation she moved down the bed and took my semi-erect 
prick into her mouth, washed round the knob end with her 
soft tongue and started to suck me off while I looked 
into her eyes. She was getting more used to it and was 
taking more of my prick into her mouth, washing my 
knobhead with her tongue and sucking rhythmically in time 
with her wanking hand. I reached down and started to move 
her head on my prick. She got the message and started to 
fuck her own mouth with my cock. She was now totally 
compliant. "I won't send my pictures to your friends"
I said, "it will be our secret, until you have to
explain the baby. I know how grateful you are so
just keep on give me a nice wank and sucking me off
while I relax." I lay back and finished my tea 
while I watched the blonde teenager sucking me off.

Now my prick was hard again. "Get up here, Amanda" I 
said. She moved up the bed. "Just stay on your hands and 
knees" I ordered, "and face the mirror." With a sob she 
did as I commanded without question, as I knew she would. 
I kneeled behind her and flicked up the hem of her little 
nightie, all the time looking in her eyes in the mirror. 

"Don't dare move," I said, "I am going to go up your arse 
now." She gave a loud sob and burst into tears. "Please, 
please don't" she begged. "Put your arms on the bed in 
front of you," I commanded and rest your head on them, 
keeping your arse stuck up in the air." She gave a loud 
shuddering sob and complied. I gave her arse a few hard 
slaps just for the hell of it making her whole body jerk 
and causing a loud sob each time. "Are you ready?" I 
asked maliciously. She just sobbed louder, shaking the 
bed. I parted her arse cheeks and looked at the dimple of 
her arse hole. I pressed my knobhead against the entrance 
and it slipped past the outer ring without any problem.

I was now about two inches into her arse. She gave a loud 
wailing noise. I slapped her arse hard. "Shut up, you 
little whore. Don't make that noise again." She began to 
cry quietly. I began to fuck her arse going deeper with 
each stroke. She sobbed louder. I  drew my cock back to 
the entrance and with one shove buried it to the balls. 

She gave a loud sob and continued weeping quietly and 
wretchedly. I reached under her and grasped her dangling 
tits through the nylon of her nightie. She was sweating 
with fear and the room stank of her again. I squeezed her 
tits to get her attention and began to fondle them rather 
more firmly than I knew would be comfortable. I whispered 
by her ear "I am right up your arse now, Amanda." She 
sobbed loudly "Please take it out" she whined, "I'll do 
anything for you." "I'll take it out when I am ready and 
not before" I said, and began to roughly shaft her. My 
cock was rock hard again and her arse gripped it tightly 
but I knew that this would not last. I continued to fuck 
her as hard asI could giving her the full eight inches
and slamming my balls against her cunt with each stroke.

I knew that I would not last very long so I shafted her
as hard and as deep as I could until I felt the walls of
her arse becoming moister and looser. With a groan, I
squeezed her tits tightly and shot the last ejaculation
I would manage that morning deep into her moist arse.

"There you are, Amanda," I said, "I've had your arsehole
as well now."  I pulled my prick out of her arse and lay
back. She did not move. "Clean me" I ordered. "She looked
round at me in dumb horror. I gave her a sharp slap on her
arse. "Don't make me repeat myself" I snarled. With a look
of revulsion on her face she scooted down the bed and began 
to clean my smelly prick and balls with her tongue. I 
just lay and relaxed while she licked around my balls. 
"Just lie there Amanda"  I said "don't make a sound." I 
went to the bathroom and had a quick shower and came back 
and dressed. Amanda was still lying weeping with her 
heels drawn up and her thighs widely splayed. Her spirit 
was completely broken and she would never be the same 
again. I took a last look at her, picked up my bag, went 
downstairs and slipped out through the garden the way I 
had come in.


Epilogue.

I always like to see the effects of my adventures so 
about eight months later I checked up on Amanda. I had to 
wait for a while in my car parked along the road from her 
house and I had to make quite a few visits but eventually 
my patience was rewarded. I saw her come out of her 
garden gate and walk along the pavement towards me. She 
did not look like a teenager any more but more like a 
woman in her middle twenties. She ware a tight dress 
which showed that her tits were much bigger and had begun 
to sag. Her belly was enormously distended and her legs 
were swollen up. It would clearly not be long before my 
baby was born. She walked slowly along the pavement with 
a hopeless air of dejection about her. I smiled with 
satisfaction and drove home.


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This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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