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Contolling Dawn - 2
by Dawn1958 (dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com)

***

Dawn is an erotic writer and one day she gets 
blackmailed by a devious young couple who quickly get 
control over Dawn. She finds out that there is a 
difference between desire and lust. (FFM, nc, bi, mc)

***

Author Note: Please email me your suggestions and 
comments. This story was written for a young woman who 
had dreams but no way of expressing them. I hope she 
likes my version.

***

Chapter 2 - At the Tattoo Parlor!

Dawn arrived at the house not knowing for sure what 
Ray's blackmail demands were for the upcoming encounter. 
An informative email arrived in her inbox on Wednesday, 
but Ray never mentioned which one of her stories he 
planned making her act out. When she rang the doorbell, 
the sound of the chimes made her stomach churn with 
great nervousness. The door opened and Ray's grinning 
face immediately made her want to run away. "You look 
very attractive, Susan!"

In a heartbeat, her mind flashed to the story she 
considered one of her best. She recalled the various 
chapters in 'Susan's Request' and wondered which one Ray 
would select. Dawn pondered the possibility of it being 
chapter one where she had sex in a picnic shelter, or 
chapter two where she was gangbanged at the student's 
house. Then the prospect of it being the chapter about 
the tattoo parlor sent shivers of panic through her 
entire body, as Dawn wondered how she would ever explain 
tattoos to her husband.

The scheming Ray hustled her and Brenda out to the car 
before much was said. He drove leaving Brenda in front 
with him and Dawn in the back by herself. When they 
entered the downtown district, Dawn's stomach churned 
when she saw neon lights and many small businesses. Then 
the car slowed and Dawn noticed a sign she would never 
forget, 'Doug's Ink Spot.' Ray parked in front of a 
dimly lit tattoo parlor and Dawn had trouble breathing.

They entered the tattoo parlor and Dawn's legs were so 
rubbery that she found it hard to walk. In her story, 
the artist was a rugged man, yet he had a handsome, 
appealing quality that Dawn relished. The man greeting 
them was anything but good looking and he radiated an 
air of arrogance that she hated. "Come! In here where we 
can do the work," he said, motioning frantically with 
his hand for them to join him in a back room. "Ray tells 
me you wish to get a couple of tattoos."

On wobbly legs, Dawn followed Ray and Brenda into a 
back, secluded room of the parlor. "Doug's one of the 
best. His work is renowned around the city so you won't 
find anyone better," Ray said. "He's agreed to put a 
tattoo on your boob and one on your ass. You remember 
your story and what happened to Susan?"

Dawn felt a few tiny heaves in her stomach and she tried 
hard not to upchuck. Doug held out his hand, which 
contained a colorful picture and the letter 'D'. The 
letter was in fancy Edwardian Script and it took Dawn a 
second or two before she recognized the significance. 
"These are the two tattoos Ray requested. This one goes 
on your... chest," he said. "And this pretty letter goes 
on that sexy ass."

Doug's eyes never wavered from her boobs. Dawn's hatred 
grew for the man when he spoke nonchalantly, filling her 
with extreme panic. The fact she was getting tattoos 
whether she wanted them or not was frightening. Then she 
got even sicker when she stared at the letter in Doug's 
hand. "No! Dear gawd, you can't," she pleaded, getting 
more desperate by the minute.

"Don't worry. Nobody has to know what the 'D' stands 
for. Your husband doesn't have to know," Doug said, 
trying hard not to chuckle out loud. "It'll just be 
between us. We'll know it stands for the man who made 
you a real woman. Hubby can think it is his lovely, 
faithful wife's initial."

"Oh gawd, please no."

"Just think, honey. Every time you take a shower... 
every time you go for a swim... every time you look at 
your ass you'll think of me. The man who fucked your 
brains out, as you enjoyed every second."

"No. No!"

The tattoos and now the mention of sex gave Dawn the 
feeling of total helplessness. She stared at the 
disgusting man, as his lips moved. "Strip! Take off all 
your clothes... even the undies," Doug ordered. "No need 
to ruin good clothes by getting them covered with ink."

His reasoning didn't make Dawn feel any better. She knew 
it wasn't necessary to be completely naked, but she was 
too afraid to argue with the overbearing man. Her hands 
shook like crazy, as she removed her clothes one piece 
at a time. Doug was a little anxious, but he resisted 
the temptation to hurry Dawn, not wanting to scare her 
too much. When Dawn was down to bra and panties, all it 
took was one glare from the man to know she was not 
finished. With a whimper, she removed the last two 
garments, putting big smiles on all of the onlooker's 
faces.

Thankfully the next hour was conducted with the ultimate 
proficiency of a competent tattoo artist. Doug had Dawn 
lay on her back and although he had a hard time not 
staring at her nudity, he managed to engrave a picture 
onto her chest. It was a pretty rose complete with a 
thorny stem and small green leaf, which he put on the 
upper portion of Dawn's left breast. Then Doug got her 
to roll over and he proceeded to complete the 
humiliation. He made sure to take his time and all the 
while molested her rear, even grazing the tops of her 
velvety thighs occasionally.

Doug was finished the vivacious artistry when Dawn 
realized her dilemma was just beginning. The artist was 
beside the table when he set down his equipment. He 
grabbed her arms and sternly pinned them at her sides. 
"Open your legs. Show me your pussy, slut! The one I'm 
going to fill with chizz," he hissed. "I bet it's been 
awhile since you fucked a real man?"

There was no response from the sexy woman. The man was 
arrogant and the biggest asshole Dawn had ever met; yet 
she trembled with uncontrollable trepidation. Without 
warning, he used his brute strength to turn her over 
onto her back. Dawn immediately wanted to cover her 
nudity, but she quickly forgot the idea when she noticed 
the intense desire on the man's face. It took all of her 
willpower to merely lay still, as she watched in horror 
when Doug took off his clothes.

In no time, the man was naked and standing at the foot 
of the table. Abruptly he grabbed her by the ankles. He 
swiftly pulled her all the way down the table, spreading 
her legs at the same time, until they were around his 
hips. Doug roughly pried Dawn's legs apart and moved 
between them until his semi-hard penis rested on her 
upraised pelvis. "Grab it. Make me hard, honey," he 
whispered. "Make me hard so I can fuck the daylights out 
of you."

Dawn struggled as much as possible to keep the cock away 
from her crotch, fearing Doug's next move. She stared at 
the man's penis, which swayed back and forth across her 
pelvis, and caught sight of his hand at the very last 
moment, just before it struck her cheek. It was one of 
those stunning moments of her life when the man actually 
slapped her face. Her head jerked viciously to the side 
and then Doug grabbed a handful of her hair. "Slut! I 
said get it hard. Get my cock hard now, before I tattoo 
your cunt so your husband can see you're a whore."

Her cheek was on fire, as her hand moved real fast. Dawn 
knew the man wouldn't seriously hurt her, yet the 
intimidation had a profound, positive effect on her. She 
was certain that she didn't sit up straighter so she 
could reach the man's pecker, yet suddenly it was in her 
hand. Dawn felt the prick jerk in anticipation of her 
hand moving and then she lifted the droopy penis. It was 
already quite big and her dainty fingers looked very 
small around the growing shaft.

Dawn was utterly amazed when the cock got rock-hard in a 
jiffy. She felt the blood surge through the man's cock 
and then it throbbed madly in her fist. "That's it, 
honey. Just wait... I'm going to fuck your slutty 
cunt... then you're going to suck my dick until it's 
hard enough to fuck your sweet ass."

Dawn heard the vile remarks, but she was too afraid to 
say anything. Her hand obediently moved slowly up and 
down the thick shaft, making the man very happy. "I bet 
you like holding it, feeling it... don't you honey? Well 
it's time... to stick it into your whore-belly," he 
said. "It's time you fucked a real man."

She remained passive unable to understand what was 
happening, as Doug pulled her off the table. She landed 
on her feet and watched when he quickly climbed onto the 
tabletop, laying flat on his back. His big pecker 
flopped up and landed on his tummy and it sort of jerked 
randomly when he stared at the startled woman. Doug used 
his groin muscles to voluntarily make himself harder, 
jerking his rod up and down to make it look like magic. 
He put his thumb and forefinger on the base of his cock 
and held the massive shaft straight up in a most 
taunting fashion.

In Dawn's damning fantasy, she was raped. The bastard 
took her without her consent in her dream, but all of a 
sudden it wasn't playing out in that manner. The man 
expected her to perform the disgusting act of sitting on 
top of his upstanding prick and actually screw herself. 
Dawn stared at the pulsating cock, as it seemed to grow 
even bigger when Doug waved it around in the air. She 
found it impossible to move and stood perfectly 
motionless beside the large tattoo table.

When the man spoke, Dawn flinched. "You better make it 
good. I like my whores to do it all... show me what 
sluts they are," Doug said. The man simply lay on his 
back, holding his illustrious ramrod in the air.

Dawn would remember the most merciless sexual experience 
of her life. Before she knew what happened, Ray and 
Brenda assisted in her disgrace. Her feet moved and she 
found herself kneeling on top of the table in a matter 
of seconds. The couple shoved her forward until her legs 
were on either side of Doug's hips and her crotch was 
perilously close to the throbbing pecker. Dawn felt the 
heat radiating from the long, hard shaft and then it 
brushed against her burning flesh.

Suddenly her hips shifted forward with Ray's expert 
guidance. The cock bent and fell under her crotch before 
springing up behind her rear-end. Doug continued to hold 
the base of his cock with his hand and he slapped her 
ass enticingly with the elongated shaft. What happened 
most likely occurred in a fleeting moment, but it felt 
like a lifetime to Dawn. Numerous hands positioned her 
perfectly over Doug's cock and abruptly she felt it 
poking her crotch directly in the middle.

If there was ever a memory that would never go away, 
this was it. Dawn leaned over Doug's chest and she 
reasoned there was nothing about the man that she liked. 
She loathed his unruly appearance with a growth of two 
or three-days of whiskers making him look even worse. 
His chest was completely blanketed with multicolored 
tattoos and Dawn never liked men with tattoos. Doug 
certainly wasn't well built, but he did have big biceps 
and powerful arms, which Dawn found daunting.

Dawn felt hands on her lower back and the top portion of 
her butt. Her hips were forced downward, directly on top 
of the man's prick, and she felt the flared head push 
against her puffy labia. She reached down to prevent 
entry, but her pussy lips parted immediately and her 
breathing stopped as the head easily slipped into her 
waiting honey-hole. The evil grin on Doug's face would 
forever be etched in her mind, yet she couldn't look 
away. She noticed how his bulging eyes never left her 
chest and knew he ogled her boobs, which swayed slightly 
back and forth.

Dawn felt the man's hands on her waist and his fingers 
dug into her soft flesh. There was a sudden jerk when 
Doug pulled her hips downward and then he slammed his 
cock to the hilt. All the air came out of her lungs and 
she wasn't able to breathe, as she grew red and flushed. 
Dawn gasped for air and her eyes grew bigger. Then she 
noticed the smug grin of satisfaction on Doug's face. 
"You're just like my other sluts... you love cock."

Her struggle for survival continued. "No! I don't want 
you. I hate you. You're a prick. Nothing, but a big 
prick." There seemed to be something dreadfully wrong 
and Dawn was positive she could regain her dignity if 
only the arrogant man would stop moving her around.

"You're a cunt just like the rest of them. All you want 
is my cock," Doug hissed. "Once you get a boner inside 
your belly, you can't stop moving that sexy ass around."

Dawn never realized an orgasm could happen so fast. The 
first short, swift tremor shot through her tummy, yet 
she assumed her stamina would not be lessened. She 
stared into the eyes of the devil without uttering 
another protest. "You're the biggest slut. Look... you 
can't wait for it," Doug whispered. "Keep that sexy ass 
moving, honey. Keep humping my cock you gorgeous slut."

Dawn wanted to scream at the man. She desperately wanted 
to tell him that he was scum and she hated everything 
about him, but that didn't happen. Dawn felt her belly 
explode with a fury that robbed her self-control, as her 
entire body began to shudder. It was an orgasm and she 
was powerless to stop or even slow it down. "Sit up 
straight... so I can see those big tits. I love the way 
they bounce around when you hump my prick."

"Oh gawd, why?"

"That's it slut... make those tits dance for me!

"Oh gawd, no."

"Sweet Jesus, those tits are gorgeous."

"Stop. I can't; I just can't."

"Now show me that slutty piece of meat. Show me your 
clit as you cum all over my dick." Dawn wasn't aware her 
hands had roamed down the front of her body in a 
slithering fashion. Suddenly her right hand slipped onto 
her pelvis and her fingers dipped into the immense 
wetness. "Just like that, slut. Now go ahead... touch 
it!"

She did what the bastard demanded and her temperature 
rose higher. Dawn felt like she was burning up, but it 
didn't stop her fingers. She would never understand why 
she spread her swollen labia with one hand and displayed 
her uncontrollable lust with the other. Dawn held her 
tiny clitoris between her thumb and finger, as if 
waiting for something. "Do it. Pull that little bitchy 
thing out of your dirty cunt. Show me that clitty. Show 
me how much you like being my slut."

Her eyes rolled upward trying desperately not to look at 
the disgusting man. "Gawd, why?" Dawn was long past 
caring and the lust was too strong. "Oh please, no 
more."

Doug thrust upward with his powerful hips and planted 
his cock to the hilt. Dawn's orgasm flourished like 
nothing she had ever experienced. Just as she thought 
her inner being was completely drained, Doug proved her 
wrong. "C'mon. Pull it... pull it hard," he ordered in a 
mocking fashion. "Harder! Show me!"

It was the ride of her life and Dawn couldn't stop. She 
knew it was a lewd and shameful display when she yanked 
her clitoris, obeying his vulgar wishes. Her fingers 
squeezed hard, but the fleeting pain was quickly 
replaced with animal passion. The bud pulsed like mad 
and she squeezed harder, knowing Doug was staring at her 
precious pussy. Dawn even leaned backwards a little, 
which enabled the man to see everything, and she 
shuddered to think lust made her act so foolishly.

Dawn tried to pull her knees together, as the vicious 
spasms rocked her body. Her legs hugged Doug's sweaty 
torso and the orgasm seemed everlasting. There was no 
hatred, no shame or no embarrassment, as that would come 
later. Dawn couldn't remember any other cock being so 
deep or so alive, as every muscle inside her belly went 
into violent convulsions. She felt Doug's hips thrust 
skyward and knew the man was filling her with his vile 
seed.

That was the moment Dawn realized that lust had no 
mercy, as it could turn a happily married, righteous 
woman like herself into a slut. If sex on top of the 
tattoo table wasn't bad enough, she hastily found 
herself sucking the man's disgusting cock. "I've never 
had a woman cum like that... never had a woman move her 
ass like you do," Doug whispered. "Now suck the cock 
that was in your belly."

Dawn's heart pounded so hard it almost came out of her 
chest. She couldn't understand how such a man gained 
control over her and why she didn't scratch his eyes out 
when he treated her like a common slut. Doug grabbed her 
by the hair and forced her head into his lap. Dawn 
recalled her story and how the tattoo artist defiled 
poor Susan. All of a sudden she was the poor victim 
being ravaged by a villain even more impious than the 
Jim in her story.

Doug was in his glory. He wanted to tease and give Dawn 
something extra to take home. All of a sudden he jumped 
up. He landed on the floor and easily forced Dawn to 
stand up as well. They faced each other and Dawn had a 
growing fear her dilemma wasn't over. "I agreed to do 
the two tattoos for your boyfriend, but I didn't know 
you were so sexy... so goddamn ravishing," he said with 
a straight face. "Ray wants us to act out a story. He 
tells me that you are a writer of erotic stories."

"No more, please, I've had enough."

"Apparently you are Ray's favorite writer and he wants 
us to act out a particular portion of a story," Doug 
whispered. "But first, honey. I've always had a certain 
fantasy and now is the time for me to make it real."

"No more, please." Dawn had no idea what he meant, but 
she instantly realized Doug's fantasy meant something 
dire happening to her.

"I think we should give you something a little extra to 
take home to hubby," Doug said, as he completely ignored 
her pleas. "A good shave will make that horny cunt look 
even better. Besides, I don't like getting hair in my 
mouth when I eat pussy."

"No... no, dear gawd you can't."

"Don't look at Ray. He's not going to save you," Doug 
said. The man was confident and so sure of himself that 
Dawn broke out in a big sweat. "Just wait till you get 
shaved. You'll wonder why you didn't try it before."

"No, please not that. You can't."

"I love sluts who beg for it... just like you."

"But I'm not. Please, I've had enough."

"We have lots of time. First I'm going to shave that 
pretty pussy... then show you the best time of your 
life."

"No... no, dear gawd, leave me alone, please."

"C'mon. Hold the bitch down. Hold her down so I can 
really show the world," Doug ordered, as Ray and Brenda 
quickly complied. "Wait till hubby sees her snatch. I 
bet he'll love the girlie-look of shaved pussy."

"Oh gawd, don't. I just can't go home like that!"

Quickly Dawn found herself back on the table. Brenda 
merely stood beside her friend as Ray and Doug easily 
stretched Dawn out on her back. Ray stood beside her and 
grabbed a handful of her hair. He pinned Dawn's head 
flat on the table as Doug got his shaving materials 
ready. "Now be a good girl. You don't want to move or 
Doug might cut that sexy pussy," Ray whispered in her 
ear.

The room grew deathly silent and all eyes watched Doug 
reach for a tray. He proceeded to lather up Dawn's 
pelvis and to her horror, grabbed his razor. When Doug 
put the sharp steel against her skin, she felt 
goosebumps form all over her body. Dawn stared straight 
up at the ceiling. She was too afraid to move when the 
man ran the razor downward and left a clean strip across 
her quivering pelvis. Doug gingerly moved the razor over 
her heated flesh and he happily shaved every strand of 
dark hair off her pelvis and from between her legs.

The glorious task made everyone hot except Dawn who 
stared straight ahead in great uncertainty, wondering 
how she would ever explain the sudden shaved appearance. 
Her neatly trimmed bush slowly disappeared. Dawn would 
never understand her inflamed emotions, which seemed to 
increase each time Doug moved the razor. The heightened 
tension filled her entire body and her flesh seemed to 
get hotter and hotter. Then Doug's fingers groped the 
narrow space between her legs and she was unable to 
prevent his finger from lingering on the tip of her 
raised slit.

There were so many things Dawn would remember, but none 
more than what happened next. Ray tilted her head up so 
she could witness a seduction of a lifetime. Her legs 
were lewdly splayed to the sides and Doug's grinning 
face was between them. Dawn wasn't the type of woman to 
look at herself during sex yet suddenly she stared at 
her crotch in disbelief. Her entire clitoris lay exposed 
to the world, as Doug's fingers spread the puffy labia. 
Doug's face was mere inches from her overheated flesh 
and his tongue lashed out in a flicking motion.

Dawn couldn't remember watching anything more vulgar. It 
was the strangest sensation when Doug's tongue lashed 
out and licked the twitching clitoris. Her hips reacted 
a split-second later with an abrupt jerk almost like the 
tongue was remotely controlling them. Again and again 
Doug rolled the clitty back and forth with the tip of 
his tongue and each time Dawn's hips responded much to 
the delight of the onlookers.

In a moment of great elation, Doug sucked her opening 
and devoured the entire clit into his burning mouth. 
Dawn's body became extremely stiff and there was no 
mistaking the cunnilingus had a devastating effect on 
her resolve, as she uttered long, low moans of sexual 
torture. Her body trembled but remained almost rigid, as 
she struggled to overcome the molestation.

Doug nibbled on the clit that was buried inside his 
mouth and he made a snap decision when he noticed the 
telltale signs of lost control. Dawn's hips bucked 
randomly and her breathing became mere frantic gasps for 
air, as her stomach heaved like crazy, but Doug demanded 
more. Without warning he reneged on his promise to Ray 
and forged forward with his own plan.

In a flash Doug took the seduction to another stage. He 
jumped up on the padded tattoo table and lay beside the 
shivering woman. Just as his hand trust into Dawn's 
crotch and cupped her raised pelvis, Doug put his lips 
against her ear. "Holy fuck lady... not yet. Fuckin' 
wait for it... wait 'til my little slut gets my dick 
inside." Doug's voice trembled with excitement, as he 
kissed her ear. "You're going to be my sweet, little 
doggie... my bitch."

Dawn heard voices, but nothing registered in her 
conscious mind for many seconds. Doug's hand cupped her 
pussy and his fingers pressed down at the exact spot 
that caused the most frustration. It was the hardest 
struggle of her life, yet somehow Dawn managed to halt 
the surrender. She acted like any woman, fighting to 
stop an unwanted orgasm by tightening every muscle until 
gaining a measure of control over the runaway ecstasy.

Doug pressed harder with his middle finger, but he 
didn't dare move it around very much. He was in his 
glory and yearned for the ultimate prize. "I agreed to 
eat you out... apparently like what you wrote about in 
your story, but you're too hot to resist."

Her sweltering passion dipped slightly when Doug shifted 
gears, but he was too shrewd to allow a long respite. 
Dawn arched her back, but there was no getting away from 
the man's determined and experienced hand. Doug seemed 
to know when to squeeze the tiny clitty and when to let 
it go. Every time her hips vibrated and trembled in 
anticipation of going all the way, Doug relented. He 
wanted to keep Dawn hanging by her fingernails, ready to 
fall into the canyon of lust.

"No, stop, please stop."

Doug kept his right hand on the heart of Dawn's soul and 
he grabbed her hair with his left. With a sudden jerk of 
her hair, he got her to focus on what he was saying. 
"Slut! Wait for it. Don't fuckin' cum yet," he 
whispered. "I need to get you nice and wet for my boner. 
I'm going to fuck that girlie cunt of yours and turn you 
into my sweet-ass whore."

"Oh, gawd no, no more."

Doug expected a race to the finish and his heart beat 
fast in anticipation. "Ray told me how your Susan 
creamed all over the tattoo artist's cock. Are you going 
to do that for me when I screw you like a bitch?" Doug 
jerked her head back and forth demanding an answer. "Are 
you?"

"No. Never, you bastard."

It happened so fast that Dawn was on her hands and knees 
before she could struggle. Ray was there to help Doug 
and the two strong men easily coaxed Dawn into a perfect 
doggie position. She raised her head fully intending on 
telling both men to go to hell, but her words were 
stifled in a heartbeat. Doug jumped behind her and with 
one swift motion, rammed his steel rod into her crotch. 
The man grabbed the insides of her upper thighs and he 
pulled her torso back, as hard as he could, when his 
cock hit the mark.

There was a violent rush of air out of her chest and 
then Dawn held her breath, as the man speared her 
deepest being. Doug embedded his cock to the hilt and 
held still for a few seconds, feeling a sudden 
desperation that her tight cunt might rob his stamina. 
He focused all his attention on controlling the rising 
desire so the moment could be extended. Then Doug let go 
of her hips and used both hands to grab her head.

Doug intertwined his fingers into the long curly strands 
of hair and yanked on Dawn's head. The resulting fuck-
session would be remembered forever. Doug treated Dawn 
exactly like his bitch and pounded his cock in and out 
with a raging animal passion. Every time he drove into 
the core of her body, he pulled hard on her hair to 
severely arch her back. At the same time Dawn's tits 
swayed back and forth like boats on a rough sea and 
brought immense joy to Ray and Brenda. Ray had never 
witnessed a more stimulating sight and he stared at the 
tits, as they slapped together during the robust 
assault.

The worst thing about the entire affair for Dawn was 
knowing how wrong it was. She was powerless to stop the 
rising desire and waited impatiently for the telltale 
signs of Doug's uncontrollable lust. Her womb was a 
volcano with hot lava licking the head of the man's cock 
yet he prolonged the intercourse. Doug felt the 
extraordinary vagina squeezing his long, extended shaft 
and he relished the milking action each time he pumped 
in and out.

It was the strangest feeling when a huge tidal wave of 
passion filled her head. Dawn's hips bucked wildly and 
she pushed back at the man even though she knew it was a 
mistake. She let the screaming ecstasy control her mind. 
Her abundant juices flowed freely, which coated the 
intruder and allowed him to inch his way a fraction 
deeper into her womanly domain. When Dawn felt the 
scorching lava fill her inner being, her last shred of 
decency disappeared.

Doug ended her misery in true doggie fashion. Lust raged 
through her body, as an everlasting orgasm flourished 
and the summit seemed higher than Dawn ever imagined. 
Lost in a sea of desire, she merely muttered a few non-
rational words and noises. "Nooo, no. Gaaaw... oh fuck. 
You rotten... you dirty bastard. Oh fuck... fuck... 
fuuuu." Dawn cried out knowing it would make Doug and 
Ray very happy.

"You're the best. Keep fucking baby... keep moving that 
pretty ass."

"Why... gawd, why?"

Using her knees as a balance point, Doug rocked her back 
and forth by using the firm grip of her hair. Dawn was a 
sea of wild motion and her pussy convulsed around the 
big prick buried in her belly, which quickly eroded 
further attempts by Doug to prolong his orgasm. He 
pounded his hips into the back of her crotch and 
finished empting his immense load of hot semen. "Hang on 
baby, I'm filling that whore-belly with cum. Take it 
home to papa!" 

The sexual encounter was far beyond what Ray dreamed or 
planned. The tattooed maniac rode his bitch like a mad 
dog and Ray would never forget Dawn's wild eyes, as the 
beast ravaged her. "Sweet shit, you're doing it. You're 
getting your brains fucked out just like in your story. 
Remember?"

Her blackmailer was in her face and Dawn felt totally 
helpless. "Make it stop... please make it stop."

"Keep fucking, love... just like Susan. You should see 
what you look like... getting humped like a dog."

"Make him stop, please."

"You've never written about it, but I think you should," 
Ray whispered. Then he waited a few seconds, as Dawn 
merely groaned from immense fatigue. "I think you should 
add a dog in your story. Can you imagine? Dawn getting 
fucked by a dog and becoming a real bitch."

Dawn would try hard to forget riding the pinnacle of 
sexual lust, but Ray would remind her every time he 
could. She teetered and wobbled for the longest time 
before Doug's hips quieted.

***

Dawn was totally exhausted when Doug's climax ended. She 
remembered glancing to the side and seeing Brenda 
getting fucked by a wild man. Ray had his cock buried to 
the balls and he grunted loudly, as he screwed his 
girlfriend. Neither held anything back and Dawn noticed 
how Ray was the first to blow, which was quickly 
followed by Brenda's climax. Dawn found it alluring when 
she watched the two copulate without caring they were 
being watched.

Once everybody was satisfied, sex became less paramount. 
Not much was said, as they all dressed, and the thoughts 
were of how Dawn was going to explain her newly anointed 
body. The three left the tattoo parlor in silence. Ray 
drove and went straight home so that Dawn could retrieve 
her car. He couldn't get the scenes of lust and desire 
out of his head and every glance at Dawn brought back 
images of the dramatic adventure. Ray's heartbeat 
quickened when he dreamed of reenacting another one of 
Dawn's erotic stories.

Dawn still had to get home, but the hour drive would 
enable her to recover. She didn't look forward to facing 
her husband and the drive would give a chance to think 
of an explanation. Just like the previous sessions of 
unfaithfulness, Dawn felt apprehensive. This time she 
would have to lie to Harvey and tell him that she had a 
sudden urge to get a tattoo. Not only one, but two 
boldly engraved into her once unblemished flesh.

Involuntarily her hand went up to feel the one on her 
boob and she felt her heart thumping madly in her chest. 
Then Dawn imagined telling her husband about the one on 
her butt and she wondered what Harvey would say. He 
would certainly question her choice of tattoos, as her 
own initial tattooed on her ass-cheek wouldn't seem 
normal. But what choice did she have, Dawn wondered?

Suddenly she recalled the new clean-shaven facade, which 
would be very shocking. Dawn prayed Harvey would believe 
her story that she had a sudden urge for a fresh look. 
She did feel optimistic because they had talked about 
spicing up their sex life after many years of marriage 
and this was certainly one way. Then she wondered if 
there were other alternatives, but her options appeared 
very limited. Dawn's main goal was saving her secure 
marriage and not having Harvey question her 
faithfulness.

***What's Next For Dawn?

Dawn had no idea what Ray planned this time. She arrived 
for the rendezvous knowing it was not the smartest 
thing, but the blackmail was too overwhelming. Ray 
controlled her destiny and Dawn merely followed 
directions hoping for some kind of salvation. Her body 
shivered and she was filled with the most helpless 
feeling when Ray stood in front of her, glaring at her 
with an unyielding stare. "Today you'll be Sarah. 
Remember... 'Controlling Sarah'?" Ray held the 
paralyzing stare as he talked. "It took me a long time, 
but I finally found the right teens. Two boys who have 
something you want... and need!"

The erotic story flashed though her head and each scene 
made Dawn more and more distraught. "Dear Lord, Ray. 
Have mercy. I'm a married woman. I can't have sex with 
boys," Dawn pleaded. "I'm a grown woman and can't be 
caught having sex with someone young... with teenagers!"

Ray whispered in a gruff, steady voice. "I have dreamed 
of nothing else, but watching you get your brains fucked 
out by these teens." The smile on the man's stern face 
sent a shiver of doom through Dawn. "Just wait. These 
may look like boys... but when you see what inside their 
pants... you'll act like a schoolgirl."

All of a sudden they weren't the only ones in the room. 
Dawn turned her head and watched Brenda and two teenage 
boys enter. Her mouth hung open, as Brenda slowly walked 
over to stand beside her boyfriend while the boys 
plopped down onto the sofa. Dawn had no idea that one of 
the teens was 18 and the other was 19, as by looking at 
their faces she imaged they were much younger. She 
couldn't fathom anything happening to her that was more 
sinful or immoral and her heart beat out of control.

Suddenly Ray grabbed Dawn's arm. "You're in for a treat, 
honey. Remember Dawn's story, 'Controlling Sarah?' Well 
you get to see the movie and the author is the real-life 
heroine," he whispered to Brenda. He swiftly twisted 
Dawn around and pinned the woman's arm behind her back. 
Then Ray leaned against Dawn and whispered in her ear 
from behind, as they faced the leering teens. "Let's 
show the boys your tits," he whispered. Ray put his lips 
on Dawn's inflamed ear and stoked it with his tongue. 
"They're going to love your big, luscious boobies."

Dawn held her breath when the man grabbed the top button 
of her blouse. She was dressed exactly, as ordered by 
Ray, when he emailed her the instructions for the 
blackmail session. It had to be a five-button silk 
blouse, a black-lace bra, tight denim jeans and the 
skimpiest pair of thong panties. Slowly and with all the 
tantalizing teasing in the world, Ray unbuttoned one 
button at a time until the blouse hung open.

It was almost impossible for Dawn to stand and resist 
temptation. She desperately raised her free arm and 
attempted to cover up, but Ray instantly proved he was 
in-charge. He swatted her hand down again and spoke in 
the most threatening fashion. "You better be a real good 
girl. Real good or I'll let hubby know exactly what a 
slut you are," Ray whispered. His voice was low so only 
she could hear, but the message was vividly clear. "Do 
what you're told, or else!"

The two teenagers leered at Dawn, as her entire body 
shook with the anticipation of what Ray might do. He 
purposely waited for a minute before pulling the loose 
front of the blouse back and over Dawn's shoulders. Then 
he let the garment slip down her arms and remain behind 
her, as everyone marveled at the spectacular boobs. The 
lacy black bra seemed to push up and highlight Dawn's 
cleavage, which resulted in groans from across the room.

Abruptly Ray grabbed the front clasp of the bra and 
again he held motionless, cradling her in his arms. Dawn 
noticed the boy's eyes widen with the great expectation 
of witnessing a real woman's breasts. She stared 
straight ahead and the dramatic young faces detailed 
exactly what happened. Ray deftly pinched the clasp and 
in a whisk the stretchy garment fell off her boobs much 
to the delight of the two enthused teens. Dawn watched 
when they licked their lips, as if they were about to 
suck on the sweetest lollipop.

It took all of her resolve and strength to remain 
standing. Dawn's right arm was still pinned behind her 
back and her legs vibrated. Ray put his right arm around 
Dawn's neck and yanked backwards. He put his lips on 
Dawn's inflamed ear and lashed out with his wet tongue. 
"Sarah! Do you remember babysitting? Two teenagers... 
Bobby and Jimmy," Ray whispered. "Remember how you 
creamed all over Bobby's big cock... and then creamed 
all over Jimmy's?"

If it were possible, Dawn would have stopped her heart 
and died. She was forced to stand up on her tiptoes, as 
Ray held her in an iron-grip. She coughed when the man's 
arm pulled on her neck and suddenly her confidence waned 
with the severe chokehold. Her left hand came up again 
and tried to shield her nakedness from the teenagers, 
but Ray swiftly ended the struggle. "Stop that. Put your 
arm down and stop trying to hide your juicy tits from 
the boys."

Reluctantly Dawn obeyed and she heard the apparent 
cheers from across the room. All of a sudden her dilemma 
grew much worse. Abruptly Ray released Dawn's right arm, 
which had been pinned behind her back, but he refused to 
let go of the chokehold. Then he swung his left arm 
around Dawn's chest while he hugged her into the front 
of his body by pulling back on her neck. When Ray's 
fingers touched her bare skin, Dawn's heart beat madly 
in anticipation of what was happening.

Suddenly the humiliation escalated. Ray cupped one of 
Dawn's tits and he appeared to bounce it up and down in 
a most tantalizing fashion. Then he shifted to the other 
tit and did the same thing, which brought groans of 
desire from the teenagers. "They love your tits. I bet 
you can hardly wait for the boys to feel them," Ray 
whispered. "Have you ever been felt up by a teenager?"

The man kept stimulating the teens with Dawn's boobs. 
Then Ray's fingers swooped downward onto Dawn's inflamed 
tummy and slipped into the tight waistband of her jeans. 
When his fingers touched the bare skin under her 
panties, Dawn's heart beat madly in anticipation, 
knowing she was powerless to stop the man. Suddenly Ray 
undid the snap and zipper. Dawn felt the cool air rush 
over her heated flesh when Ray opened the front of her 
jeans and all she could do was fidget back and forth, 
shifting her weight from one foot to the other. 

Ray continued the restraining chokehold and Dawn stared 
up towards the ceiling, as she tried to breathe. "Are 
you wet? Is the babysitter getting wet for her teenage 
lover?" Then Ray pulled upwards with his right arm, 
forcing Dawn up higher on her tiptoes in an effort to 
keep the pressure off her neck.

Dawn couldn't see the hungry faces, but she was avidly 
aware the boys were staring at her lewd exhibition. 
Suddenly Ray pulled harder with his right arm and Dawn 
had to severely arch her back to remain on her feet. She 
could barely talk but managed one more desperate plea. 
"Dear gawd, please stop. Please don't... don't do this 
to me."

The man jerked his arm and tightened the chokehold. 
"Bobby is only a teenager, but I'm positive he'll make 
you happy," Ray whispered. "Remember your story? How 
Bobby fucked Sarah... how she became a whore to a 
teenage cock?"

Without being asked, Brenda moved around her boyfriend 
and assisted in Dawn's humiliation. She opened the front 
of the jeans all the way and slowly lowered them to the 
floor. When Brenda yanked the jeans away, Dawn swiftly 
moved her feet, but she remained tightly captivated in 
Ray's arms. All she could do was utter a few useless 
whimpers, which only seemed to intensify the mood in the 
room.

Suddenly Ray's left hand latched onto the taunt elastic 
band around Dawn's stomach. He pulled as hard as he 
could and she felt the narrow band of material cut into 
her opening. Held firmly in Ray's viselike grasp, Dawn 
squirmed around to alleviate the pressure, but it only 
added to her great humiliation. The small triangle patch 
of her thong shifted upwards leaving only the string 
between her legs. Dawn heard the loud gasps of glory 
from the teens and knew they ogled the lewd 
exhibitionism.

That was how Brenda found out that her boyfriend was 
more vindictive than she thought. She witnessed the 
brutal punishment as Ray kicked Dawn's feet apart and 
yanked upwards on the thong. Brenda looked away for a 
second and noticed the two teens still watching the 
master extract more humiliation on the beaten slave. The 
thong material was barely visible, as the pussy labia 
closed around the panty string. Suddenly the evil master 
ended the chokehold and put his fingers on the upper 
portion of Dawn's leaking pussy slit.

Ray pried the lips apart and brazenly revealed the pink 
gem, which was cut in two by the taut string. He yanked 
upwards even more, so that the little pearl was crushed 
into the bony pelvis. Dawn sobbed from the immense shame 
as her blackmailer exposed her nakedness to two boys 
young enough to be her sons. Her eyes almost popped out 
of her head when she witnessed lust in the purest form. 
The teens had their impressive cocks out and they fisted 
them like troopers. There was certain madness about 
their actions and Dawn found it impossible to look away.

"Well my sexy babysitter. Do you want it now? Do you 
want Bobby's big cock?" Ray's sudden outburst made her 
jump, but she remained in his arms. "Are you going to 
cream just like Sarah in your story?"

There was no stopping the overly aroused teenagers. 
Suddenly Ray shoved her across the floor and closer to 
the sofa. He kept pushing her, as he deviously finished 
stripping her blouse and bra, leaving her wearing only 
the well-stretched thong. Dawn struggled against the 
move, but step-by-step she drew closer to the teenagers. 
"Oh gawd, Ray, you can't."

Dawn stood on legs that trembled and threatened to 
collapse at any second. "Boys! Have you ever had a 
blowjob?"

The teens looked away from the sexy woman as Ray spoke 
to them. "Yes. Well, no, not really. I had one girl who 
sucked my dick, but just for a minute."

"Well boys, you're in for a treat. Our little babysitter 
is the best. She gives head better than any of your 
teenage girlfriends."

"Holy shit, man! Are you serious?" The teens looked back 
at Dawn with a new, hopeful expression on their boyish 
faces.

Dawn was positive she would faint if she stood still any 
longer. Her head started spinning and her gaze focused 
on the cocks that waved slowly around and around. She 
was not aware that Ray had prearranged everything. The 
teens agreed to use the names in Dawn's story and Ray 
insisted they masturbate before having sex. His advice 
made sense, as their stamina would be virtually zero 
once they saw Dawn's sexy body. It was during the teen's 
furious masturbation that Ray decided to change plans 
and force Dawn to suck the teenager's cocks.

Suddenly she was deaf. Dawn saw lips moving, but nothing 
registered in her overly disillusioned mind. It was as 
if her feet were nailed to the floor when she watched 
one of the teens stand up and then bend forward. His 
hands went to her waist and she flinched when his 
fingers grazed her flesh. Then to her utter horror, the 
teen removed the final garment and left her shivering, 
naked and completely embarrassed.

Ray talked to the teens as if they were the only ones in 
the room. "Okay boys, you have to learn one thing before 
having sex with a woman," he stated. "You need stamina 
if you are going to make a woman happy."

The teens never hesitated. They fisted their cocks 
knowing Ray controlled their fate. "Christ, I can't 
believe I'm jerking off... right in front of such a 
gorgeous woman," one teen whispered.

"Jesus Christ, err... Bobby, go easy. I know I said to 
jerk off, but now we have a change in plans," Ray 
stated. "Let me know when you're close; then you can sit 
back and let our sexy babysitter suck that big dick."

Ray glared directly into Dawn's teary eyes. "Now don't 
go all the way, boy. Our willing babysitter can't say no 
to a good blowjob," he whispered. "She can't say no, can 
she?"

All of a sudden Dawn heard a cry of panic from the boy 
called Bobby. He had a death-grip around the base of his 
cock and held the long shaft aimed straight in the air. 
The teenager squeezed as hard as he could to stop the 
flow of cum, which was perilously close to exploding 
from his balls. "Oh fuck, I'm ready!"

Ray noticed the teen's dilemma and quickly shoved Dawn 
in his direction. "Do it babe, suck him off. Give the 
boy a blowjob he'll remember forever," Ray ordered.

Dawn merely whimpered when she landed on her knees 
directly in front of the teen. Her face was a scant inch 
or two from the enormous cock and it looked even bigger 
now that she was so close. Suddenly the long, thick 
shaft slapped her flushed cheek and Ray gave the orders. 
"Suck it, babe, suck it!"

Without hesitation or mercy, Ray shoved her head 
forward. Dawn's face hit the teenager's hard penis and 
she stubbornly held her mouth closed. The teen prayed 
his luck would continue, as he watched with glee, when 
the head of his cock hit the rosy lips. There was a 
split-second when the hard shaft seemed to bend, but 
then it abruptly straightened with the head fully 
engulfed by Dawn's mouth.

Instantly the cock hit the back of her throat and Dawn 
coughed and struggled to keep breathing. Then her head 
moved back and forth involuntarily. Ray used her hair to 
push and pull Dawn's head in a cock-sucking fashion and 
it happened so fast and furious that she almost choked. 
The teen's cock spewed cum like he had an endless 
reservoir and Dawn gulped madly so she wouldn't 
suffocate.

Dawn was oblivious that the fingers of both hands closed 
around the elongated shaft and her hands inadvertently 
stroked up and down. It was the strangest 30 seconds of 
her life. Dawn heard several loud groans; she felt 
several desperate heaves of the teenager's midsection 
and then her mouth was full of something hot and creamy. 
The only way to survive was to swallow the teen's load 
and Dawn obediently did it though she knew it was 
morally wrong.

The teen Ray named Jimmy jumped up and stood directly 
behind Dawn, as she kneeled between his buddy's legs. 
Jimmy could hardly wait his turn and watched intently 
when Dawn's luscious tits bounced and swayed crazily 
during the blowjob. The teen furiously fisted his rock-
hard penis and managed to rub his burning meat all over 
Dawn's neck and shoulders, even brushing her cheek.

Dawn was still breathless when Ray manhandled her. She 
was twisted around to face Jimmy and Ray forced her to 
remain in a kneeling position. Without warning, Ray 
shoved her forward and right into the teenager's 
midsection. She caught a glimpse of a throbbing cock 
just as it struck her lips. The force of Ray shoving her 
head and the teen thrusting his cock in her face was 
enough to begin a second blowjob. Dawn felt totally 
helpless and she knew the only way out was for her to 
perform the disgusting act.

If she thought the first one was fast, the second 
blowjob was even quicker. The thick cock swelled and 
seemed to inflate to an extraordinary size. The last 
thing in the world Dawn imagined was that she would do a 
comparison. She marveled at the teenager's endowment and 
she realized her fingers seemed small, as they wrapped 
around the throbbing penis. Suddenly vivid images of 
other cocks flashed through her head and Dawn shuddered 
at how small her husband's manhood was in comparison to 
the two teenagers.

The frustration was huge as Dawn tried to block out all 
the naughty images. She struggled to empty her mind of 
any recollection of past experiences and all that 
mattered was ending the sordid blowjob with the second 
teenager.

***

After the second humiliating experience, Dawn was 
demoralized, but she vowed to do whatever it took to 
bring a swift end to Ray's demands. She reasoned that if 
she fought or struggled too hard, the session would last 
forever, but if she did as he ordered, her ordeal would 
be over sooner rather than later. Ray put his lips next 
to her inflamed ear and lashed out with his tongue. 
"Honey! You remember Sarah, the babysitter? Well that is 
who you are, Sarah the sexy babysitter."

"It was just a story... a fantasy." Dawn wasn't even 
aware of how she wound up on her back, stretched out on 
the vacated sofa like a common hussy. Ray held her down 
and there was no empathy in his demeanor. Dawn's head 
filled with all kinds of imaginary visions of her erotic 
stories. She had to close her eyes when clips of various 
stories rolled through her mind.

"Now that you sucked them off, these studs will be able 
to give you something special," Ray whispered. "I can 
hardly wait to watch you climax with a teenage cock 
inside your belly."

"You can go to hell."

"C'mon now. You know you want it."

"Go screw yourself, you bastard."

"I love it when you fight. Such a beautiful woman and so 
sexy, but you're just like all the others."

"I'm not. I won't fall for your dirty scheme."

"You're a slut. A married woman who can't get enough 
cock."

"Go to hell. I don't want you... or them."

Ray held her down and he pinned her arms up and over her 
head on the raised arm of the sofa. "Let them feel your 
tits. Such gorgeous tits and I know the boys love 
touching them."

"No, please don't." Dawn rolled her head from side to 
side in utter frustration. It was a major moment of her 
life when one of the teens sucked his first set of tits, 
which were far more succulent than any he ever dreamed 
of touching.

"My, my, that must feel nice. Do you like it?"

Dawn couldn't remember a time when her nipples felt so 
stimulated and they throbbed madly from being sucked and 
nibbled by the crazed teenager. There was no tenderness 
or loving caresses, but the crassness seemed to inflame 
her disillusioned mind. She couldn't bear to look and 
held her eyes closed, as one of her nipples disappeared 
into the hungriest mouth. The boy gobbled some of her 
boob and all of her nipple into his mouth and then his 
teeth raked the hardened bud.

Before Dawn could say anything, the other teenager aptly 
named Bobby feasted on something more seductive than he 
ever imaged. The shadowy outline between Dawn's thighs 
merely heightened the teen's aroused state of mind and 
he attacked with a sudden fury. He kissed her tummy and 
watched as Dawn squirmed in a vain attempt to keep her 
legs closed.

Dawn let out an involuntary moan as Ray put his forearm 
on her neck. He pressed downward forcing her into the 
soft cushions and then put his face next to hers. 
"Spread your legs... I think Bobby wants some pussy. Do 
you want him to feel your horny pussy?"

There was no need to reply. Dawn simply gasped for air, 
as she felt the boy's hand on her tummy before slowly 
shifting downwards. His fingers singed a trail across 
her heated flesh until they reached her quivering 
pelvis. The boy's hand covered the 'V' at the top of her 
tightly closed thighs and Dawn steadfastly refused to 
move. She felt Bobby's fingers intimately caressing the 
exposed areas, yet she found it fairly easy to stay 
calm.

Ray noticed the determination on Dawn's face when Bobby 
grew impatient. The teen's fingers only reached the 
visible portion of Dawn's precious gem and Ray allowed 
Bobby the freedom to molest Dawn. She clenched her teeth 
together in a show of strong resistance and shuddered 
when the teen's middle finger easily slipped between her 
velvety thighs. Ray noticed the tip of her puffy labia 
separate and then the boy's long finger slip into the 
shadowy slit.

The sound of Dawn's breathing getting ragged was music 
to Ray's ears, as she huffed and puffed trying harder to 
defy any increased emotions. "Sweet Jesus. Don't get 
worked up. Don't get too worked up, sweetheart."

Dawn found her voice in a hurry. "Don't worry, asshole. 
I'm not excited."

"Don't cream yet, sweetheart."

"Never! I'll never let that happen."

Ray put his face next to hers and pressed harder with 
his forearm. The choking action caused Dawn to let out a 
few whimpers as she squirmed back and forth trying to 
breathe easier. "We still have to have the boy give you 
a spanking. Remember how Bobby spanked Sarah that first 
time?"

Dawn heard the vile remark and she didn't believe her 
ears. Her recollection went back to her story. At the 
time she wrote that part of the babysitter's downfall, 
it made her extremely aroused. The one thing that Dawn 
realized about writing erotic stories was the fact she 
had to feel all of the passion and desire felt by the 
heroine. Although nothing as severe or so demoralizing 
had ever happened to her, Dawn knew it was possible to 
be overcome by animal lust.

Dawn recalled the intense emotions that filled her head 
during the babysitting episode and suddenly Ray reminded 
her of the lust. He grabbed her arms and yanked her into 
a sitting position. "It's time my love. Time the bad 
girl got a spanking," Ray whispered in her ear. "Have 
you ever been spanked?"

"Dear gawd, no!"

"Well, it's time. You've been a bad, bad girl," Ray 
said. "Did you masturbate when you wrote about Sarah... 
about the spanking?"

This time the only thing Dawn could do was shake her 
head vigorously back and forth. She was sure that if she 
said anything, the truth would come out, which would 
give Ray more ammunition.

Ray noticed the fleeting guilt on her face so he pressed 
in for the kill. "I know all about writing erotic 
stories. Authors get overly aroused by their embellished 
descriptions and they have to relieve the pressure," he 
whispered. "Did you need relief when you wrote about 
Sarah? Did you masturbate?"

Dawn glared straight ahead too afraid to look at the 
man. "No. It's not like that."

"You're a lying slut, I can tell. You fingered yourself 
and I can only imagine how many times. Being so honest 
must be a real bitch. You can't lie to me which means 
you probably can't lie to your husband," Ray whispered. 
"Dawn, honey. Bad girls should be spanked. Are you 
ready?"

Dawn's recollection went back to the story. At the time 
she wrote that part of the tale, it made her extremely 
aroused, but suddenly her fiery emotions far surpassed 
that point. She'd never been spanked in her life and the 
thought of it happening made her whole body tremble like 
crazy. The strangest part for her was not knowing how a 
spanking by a teenager would affect her emotionally. 
Although she feared being treated like a young girl, 
there was a small part of her mind that anticipated 
extreme gratification.

Her legs were rubber when Ray forced Dawn to her feet. 
She stood beside the sofa, as the naked teenager 
squirmed into the spot she vacated, and then everything 
happened fast. With a stern push, Ray shoved Dawn 
forward and she fell against the teen who grabbed her 
with his strong hands. In a heartbeat, she wound up 
across the boy's lap and before she could roll away or 
escape, the first loud slap echoed in the room.

Dawn was in the midst of a determined struggle when the 
teen began a spanking that mesmerized everyone in the 
room. The sight of the creamy flesh turning reddish, as 
the teen's flat hand rained blow after blow on Dawn's 
bare ass, was a most arousing spectacle. Within seconds 
Dawn's ass was on fire and her arms and legs flailed 
away like crazy without doing any good. She struggled 
but the teenager administered a serious spanking, which 
turned into a life-changing experience.

Without warning Ray grabbed a handful of hair on the 
back of her head. He yanked Dawn's head up in the air 
and stared into the teary eyes. "Do you feel it? Feel 
the lust that turned Sarah into a slut?" Ray held the 
most intense stare and he noticed the lost look in 
Dawn's eyes. "Bad girl... such a bad girl."

"Stop! Please make him stop."

"Stop? Are you fucking crazy?" The kid is just getting 
started."

"No. Stop, it hurts!"

"Don't worry, honey. It won't hurt when the kid really 
gets serious."

"No, no, please stop!"

"Is this like your story? Do you feel what Sarah felt?"

"No, dear gawd, no." It was the most humiliating 
experience and Dawn was willing to do anything to make 
it stop. She did everything possible to plead with her 
blackmailer. Her ass-cheeks ached so bad that when Ray 
asked her to spread her legs so the teen could extract 
more revenge she cooperated. Her legs parted and 
abruptly her crotch was beaten. Bobby spanked her 
everywhere, her ass, her thighs and then her delicate 
pussy.

Dawn never thought it was possible, yet suddenly she 
felt tiny tremors rock her fragile willpower. Then 
bigger ones and even more intense tremors until her 
entire pussy throbbed madly. When the teen touched her 
labia, Dawn thought a thousand volts of electricity had 
shot through her loins. The following seconds were the 
eeriest moment of her life. It felt like she floated in 
midair. Her rosy pussy lips were spread by one teenager 
and sudden whiffs of hot breathing from the second 
teenager washed over her vulnerable crotch.

All of a sudden what she assumed was a tongue lashed 
over the exposed tip of her soul, which had been laid 
barren by Bobby. Jimmy's tongue slapped her clitoris 
back and forth many times and each time her hips bucked 
in response. Then Dawn felt a burning mouth close 
directly on top of her clitty and suck the entire mass 
into the hot cavity. When teeth clamped down on her 
captured morsel, Dawn's belly went into severe 
convulsions. She naively thought there was still a 
chance of survival even though the temptation to submit 
was extremely compelling.

Then the invasion of hell occurred and robbed Dawn's 
last thread of willpower. Jimmy thrust his long, middle 
finger into her cunt and he continued sucking on the 
fluttering clitty. The two teenagers turned the mature 
woman into a love slave. Jimmy's middle finger pushed on 
the puckered asshole in a most threatening manner and 
Dawn whimpered out loud. "Dear gawd, what's happening? 
What is happening to me? It can't be... no it can't be," 
she moaned.

One teenager quickly swallowed the trickle out of her 
inner being. Right at the moment of Dawn's greatest 
indecision when her womanly juices threatened to flood 
like an overflowing river, the teenager stopped. Dawn 
gasped and huffed trying to catch her breath and at the 
same time regain a measure of self-control. She stared 
straight ahead and at the expression of approval written 
on Ray's grinning face. "Guess what? Just when you 
thought it couldn't get worse, well look over there."

Ray's strong grip on her hair turned her head so she 
could see Brenda. His girlfriend punctuated Dawn's 
downfall with a movie camera. She was recording 
everything and Dawn's heart stopped when she noticed the 
red light aimed in her direction. "Dear gawd, no, no."

"Smile. Let hubby know you are enjoying the spanking. Go 
ahead, Bobby. Give her some more," Ray said, as the teen 
quickly followed his directions.

"What an ass. She's got the best ass... sweetest ass in 
Seattle," Bobby moaned.

"Please stop, please."

"Go ahead, Jimmy. Eat her out kid."

"Hummm... mmmm... yummmm."

"Smile for the camera, my love. Show the world how much 
you love being spanked and eaten."

Dawn glared at her friend knowing the movie spelled the 
end of any struggle, as her hips were raised high in the 
air and off the teen's lap. Bobby abruptly squirmed off 
the sofa and then he propped Dawn's knees on the sofa. 
She never saw it coming. Something touched her labia, 
which still throbbed from the childish spanking, and 
then she felt something enter her coveted honey-hole. 
Bobby held steady with the head of his big cock buried 
in the hottest love-canal and time seemed to pause for 
everyone.

Ray jerked her head and held Dawn's face aimed straight 
at the camera. Brenda even moved so that she was only 
three feet in front of the startled woman and focused on 
Dawn's distraught face. Dawn would forever try to put 
the next 30 minutes into words.

She stared into the dark lens of the camera. The low 
whirring sound seemed to roar in her ears and she knew 
the camera was in the record mode. She tried to keep a 
straight face and not show any emotion or display any 
outward reaction to what happened. When Bobby's hands 
closed around her waist and squeezed, Dawn didn't grin 
or frown. Then the teen pulled back with one swift, 
sharp jerk. Again Dawn tried hard to hide the sudden 
shock of getting rammed. She was positive her eyes 
widened and that she let out a desperate gasp, but hoped 
it wouldn't display any lack of control.

Then the teen slowly pulled back and she felt the long, 
hard shaft slip out of her deepest region. It was the 
weirdest feeling when she stared into the camera lens 
knowing that her face would be forever recorded on 
digital format. Dawn prayed the three or four gasps for 
air wouldn't be noticed or appear too incriminating.

Dawn wondered what a movie watcher would think of the 
next scene. It happened in stages, which lasted 
nanoseconds, but seemed like an eternity. Bobby's 
fingers tightened. Then he pulled back hard and thrust 
his hips with a frantic obsession. His prick sliced 
through her inner being with one thrust and cut her 
spirit in two. There was a brief moment when her eyes 
bulged and her mouth gapped open, but Dawn quickly 
regained her composure.

Out of nowhere, Ray's voice sounded. "Now you're being a 
good girl. A very good girl!" Ray whispered. "Keep 
looking into the camera and show everyone how a slut 
acts when she gets fucked by a boy."

Dawn blinked many times and tried to focus on the small 
camera in Brenda's hands. She realized her breathing had 
become very uneven and ragged, but she hoped that would 
not be evident. It was probably the hardest thing she'd 
ever done. She remained on her knees with a teenage cock 
planted so deep inside her womanhood that there was no 
mercy and she pretended nothing was happening. Her eyes 
glazed over as she uttered one more plea. "Stop, please 
make him stop."

Ray put his lips next to her ear and kept Dawn's face 
pointed straight ahead. "Remember one of your stories? 
I'm not sure which one, but the one where the heroine 
was forced to say it... to tell the truth about getting 
fucked by a big cock," he said. "How you wrote about 
telling hubby that the cock was much bigger than his."

Dawn recalled how humiliation in her stories seemed to 
be overwhelming. "No, please, no more."

"Well, Dawn honey, you're going to tell the world. Tell 
the world how much you love Bobby's cock and how much 
bigger he is than your husband," Ray said. His voice was 
steady and carried a definite tone of power, which made 
his intended humiliation more devastating.

Dawn wondered how long her heart could stop beating. She 
froze and didn't know what to do. As an erotic writer, 
Dawn embellished many parts of a story. When she wrote 
about severe humiliation, she wasn't sure the disgrace 
was even in the realm of possibilities. All of a sudden 
something that took a second to do felt like infinity. 
In desperation Dawn arched her back and it was too late 
when she realized it enabled the teenager to reach max 
penetration.

All the air came rushing out of her lungs when Bobby 
thrust with all of his might and buried his man-sized 
pecker with one more powerful thrust. Suddenly fiction 
became reality or was it the other way around? She was 
confused; maybe reality became fiction and she was no 
long Dawn, but Sarah the babysitter.

She may have fainted, as there was so much pain, yet so 
much elation. Her head rocked back and forth, as Ray 
jerked her head using his firm grip on her hair. "Not 
yet... holy shit hold on, Sarah. Wait for it," Ray 
whispered in her ear. "Sarah, can you hear me? Wait for 
it!"

"Oooww. Nooo." Thankfully being called Sarah lessoned 
the humiliation, but Dawn merely managed a few pathetic 
groans.

Ray put one hand under her chin and held her face 
perfectly aimed at the camera. "Lucky the kid had a 
blowjob... now he can give you what you want. Sarah it's 
time. Look into the camera... you have something to tell 
me."

"Nooo. Aaah... gaaawd."

"That's it Sarah. Get ready to cream all over the kid's 
cock," Ray said. "I selected Bobby just for you... 
because he has what you need. Tell Raymond how much you 
love big cocks."

"Nooo. Nooo... ooowww."

"It's okay, honey. I know... you can't talk, but 
everyone can tell. The movie will show a teenager 
fucking your brains out."

Bobby was out of control and he slammed his hips at her 
backside with each penetration. The teen gave four or 
five powerful thrusts where he embedded his ramrod to 
the hilt every time. Suddenly a few small spasms 
rocketing through her loins were followed immediately by 
tremors which caused her stomach to go into convulsions. 
Dawn dearly wanted to wait, to prolong the inappropriate 
intercourse for womanly reasons and she couldn't 
remember hanging on so long.

It was strange how she fought very hard, but then in a 
heartbeat nothing else mattered. Her hips started 
gyrating and grinding back and forth, as the dam burst. 
The immense lubrication enabled the teenager to increase 
the tempo to a feverish pitch and he witnessed sexual 
bliss.

Ray licked the side of Dawn's face and seemed to taunt 
her even more. "Go ahead kid. She's all yours and the 
best part... she can't say, no," he whispered, as he 
held her face up to the camera. "A perfect movie. The 
slut has an orgasm with a teenage cock in her belly. Is 
it good, my love?"

"Gawd, no... no!"

"Oh baby, you're cumming and the kid is almost ready. 
Christ he's driving his prick into your sweet cunt... 
you're acting like a bitch. I've never seen anyone cum 
so hard."

"Gawd, why... oh why."

"How big is the kid... bigger than hubby?"

"Oh, gawd, I can't stop. Yes, oh gawd, yes."

"Keep it cummin' baby, keep it cumming."

"Gawd, he's so big... so big."

Dawn felt the teen's hands around her waist and then he 
squeezed hard in an effort to gain the perfect grip. 
Then Bobby rocked her back and forth on her knees and 
drove his swollen cock into her like a madman. Time 
ceased to have meaning for Dawn. Her orgasm flourished 
and then she felt the teen's thrusts go random and 
sporadic. Much to her amazement, there was still gas in 
her tank and she inadvertently milked the throbbing 
pecker even though it was wrong.

Dazed and too bewildered to struggle, Dawn allowed Ray 
to execute the rest of his evil scheme. She didn't 
resist when he practically threw her onto the floor. 
"That was fucking amazing. Now it's time for our sexy 
babysitter to satisfy Jimmy... the other teenage stud."

Dawn noticed that Brenda still had the movie camera in 
her hands and the red light was flashing. "No more... 
please, Brenda, no more."

Ray spread her out like a sacrificial lamb. He pinned 
her arms up and over her head and left her nakedness 
exposed to the camera. "Don't worry, my love. If you 
follow directions, no one will ever know. No one will 
see the movie... other than some friends of mine. But... 
disobey one order and hubby will see his sexy wife 
getting screwed by a teenager. Now be a good girl."

Dawn stared straight ahead. "No more, please, no more."

Jimmy crouched between her legs and there was no doubt 
what was on his mind. The teenager pushed her legs 
apart, as far as possible, and it took him mere 
milliseconds to mount her. A wild teenager fucked her 
and much to Dawn's dismay she wasn't overly upset. It 
was more a matter of fate and she didn't have to do 
anything to increase Jimmy's enjoyment, as he was 
already experiencing erotic ecstasy.

Ray decided to simply turn things into a full-fledged 
gangbang. After watching the second teenager ravage the 
sexy erotic author, he was bursting at the seams. The 
fact he had complete control over such a desirable woman 
made Ray even hornier and filled him with complete 
confidence. He needed a blowjob in the worst way and as 
soon as Jimmy finished humping Dawn, he took over.

Ray pushed Jimmy off Dawn when his patience ran out. He 
had already given his girlfriend instructions. Brenda 
had dutifully given him the camera and now she was in a 
desperate struggle with Bobby. "Kid! Go help your buddy. 
He's getting a mouthful of cunt and I think Brenda could 
use another teenage stud," Ray said. "Look at him... 
he's got'er ready for some lovin'."

The tiny respite gave Dawn the opportunity to catch her 
breath. She looked across the room and noticed one of 
the teenagers performing cunnilingus on Brenda. It was 
very obvious that the teen knew what to do as the 
woman's arms and legs were outstretched, thrashing 
wildly apparently out of control. Dawn watched the boy's 
tongue swoosh through Brenda's vulnerable opening. Every 
time the tongue came up and over the tip of her pelvis, 
her hips jerked up in the air trying to catch the 
fleeting molester.

Dawn watched Bobby also give Brenda a methodical finger-
fucking. His hand was moving fast, as he worked his 
finger in and out, causing Brenda even more distress. 
Then the second teenager joined the fray and began 
fondling the woman's tits. Jimmy devoured the entire end 
of one boob and groped the other, as his fingers pinched 
the nipple. Suddenly Brenda's body started twitching 
vigorously and Dawn noticed the extreme agony etched on 
the woman's face.

All of a sudden there was a hard cock in her face. 
Dawn's attention shifted from the distraught woman to 
Ray's pecker, which pushed against her tightly closed 
lips. There was a split-second hesitation when Ray 
pushed hard and then she managed to pull back. Dawn made 
a desperate grab for the cock and she wrapped her 
fingers around the throbbing shaft to prevent it being 
rammed into her mouth.

"Suck it baby. We have a long night ahead of us," Ray 
whispered. "This can take as long as you wish; it's 
entirely up to you."

Even though the prospect of mercy from Ray seemed 
futile, Dawn tried one last time. "I've done 
everything... all that you've asked. Please, no more. 
Please, Ray, I can't do anymore."

Ray wrinkled his brow in a questioning expression and 
his intense glare added to her frustration. "That was 
another beautiful sex act. I just love the way you 
looked... with your legs spread wide and being ridden 
hard by a young stud," Ray said. The smug grin on his 
face was enough indication for Dawn to know the man was 
not finished with her humiliation. "Now it's time you 
sucked a man's cock."

Dawn was out of breath and also felt totally used and 
abused. She glared at Ray, watching the grin get bigger 
on his face. Then to her dismay, he raised the camera 
and aimed it in her direction. Without clothes and the 
already recorded evidence on a DVD meant Dawn was 
completely under Ray's blackmail control. Her head 
remained still when Ray moved forward and split her lips 
with the flared head of his cock. Suddenly the entire 
head was inside her mouth and she held the thick shaft, 
determined to stop Ray from ramming his pecker any 
deeper.

That was when everything got distorted for Dawn. She 
could only imagine what the camera recorded when she 
rolled her eyes up at the man and sucked his cock. Ray 
was in his glory, as he filmed every illustrious sex act 
starting with the blowjob. He had one hand on the camera 
and one hand on Dawn's head, forcing her to keep his 
cock in her mouth. "Suck it baby. Show me how much you 
want all of this kept a secret."

Dawn couldn't remember enduring so much humiliation. Ray 
wasn't happy until she sucked him off and drank all of 
his cum. He never stopped filming her humiliating 
experience and her embarrassment continued when Ray 
willingly offered the teenagers more sexual 
gratification. Bobby was thoroughly worked up after 
performing cunnilingus on Brenda and Jimmy wanted more 
than petty fondling and groping.

Ray's plan was crude yet so simply that no instructions 
were required. Once he climaxed, his entire focus was on 
filming two teenagers having intercourse with two women. 
Whether predetermined or by chance, Jimmy quickly jumped 
on top of Brenda and Bobby did likewise to Dawn. Ray 
panned from one raunchy scene to the other making sure 
to catch the distraught expression on the women's faces.

Dawn couldn't remember intercourse lasting so long. When 
the teenager started pumping and moving his perpetual 
hard-on in and out at a steady pace, she thought she 
would endure the humiliation and it would be over. That 
didn't happen, as Ray needed to satisfy his greedy 
desire for power so he allowed the teenagers to ravage 
both women until they were unable to get another 
erection. It was very late when Ray let her go home and 
Dawn toiled at finding the proper way of explaining the 
night out to her husband.

THE END of Chapter Two

I plan for at least one more chapter reenacting more of 
my erotic stories. Brenda started me on this trail of 
erotic bliss and I thank her for giving me the 
inspiration.

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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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