This is my first story guys so do be nice. The story is about a highschooler who just wants to lose his virginity. After getting angry one day he decides to do so and he finds the pefect girl. Lilian a sweet, sexy blind girl who is your average school girl is on this guys hit list.
Mike gets Trudy moved closer to his home. I wonder if that will satisfy her?
A young lady waits eagerly for her porn star boyfriend to return from Italy, so that she can give him the ultimate ‘welcome home’ present… He has something different in mind.
A young lady waits eagerly for her porn star boyfriend to return from Italy, so that she can give him the ultimate ‘welcome home’ present… He has something different in mind.
Since there are twenty four chapters in this novel I think we are nearing the halfway point.
Ed is waiting for his girlfriend Laura for a date. They have planned this as a milestone of their relationship but perhaps she is not as excited as he is.
This is a totally fictional story
Lisa’s training begins
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
We last left you just entering the city of Bakersfield ruled by a Duke who is a uncle of the King of the North Island. You’re now on the run with Eve a beautiful elf who works with Grace who is a dwarf herbalist. Grace was held captive by the Inquiry a organization who believes that Belvenditon God of “pure” knowledge that hunt down witches and other followers of the mad wizard who perverse knowledge and magic. It’s up to you to save Grace and Eve and get them off the North Island.
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real events or people is purely coincidental and not intentional. This story obviously contains adult content. If a tag was included, it was included for a reason. Please keep that in mind before you read this story.
I am not interested in negative comments. I believe that the more realistic a story, the easier it is to suspend our disbelief, and therefore the easier it is for us to become involved in the story. No one is forcing you to read what is written here. That being said, comments are welcome, and I hope you enjoy.
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Let me tell you about Samantha. I first met her when she was seventeen. We were working at an outdoor pool in Michigan. She was a lifeguard and a swim teacher, and I, being a few years older, had some time ago been promoted to supervisor. It was my job to hire staff for the summer, train them, and make sure they kept our guests safe while on duty.
There were strict guidelines that the lifeguards had to follow. Gone were the days of lounging in the sun, drink in hand, whistle twirling while snoozing in the sun on the guard stand. With increases in drowning incidents in the past years, and subsequent insurance hikes, our facility could not afford to compromise on safety.
The training program was vigorous, and not everyone passed. I had ten kids that year that wanted to work for me for the summer, and only seven of them ended up passing the course. I remember the first day, an older kid named Jared tried to fulfill the swimming requirement, and barely made it halfway across the pool. He was well built too, and in good shape, he just had no technique.
Sam was a different story. She was on the swim team in high school, and was more at home in the water than on dry land. She had an incredible body too. She was about 5’2”, under 100 lbs, blonde with bright, penetrating, blue eyes. She had a nice chest too, although her one piece swim suit did little to show it off.
She passed the swimming requirements without a problem but struggled a little when it came to learning CPR and some of the rescue skills. For obvious reasons, I wanted to keep her around, so I was more than happy to volunteer to spend some extra time tutoring her after the rest of the staff had left.
This continued for the duration of the week-long course, and by the end of it, we had established a decent rapport. There was still a distance between us, since I was not only a little older, and had outgrown her high school drama, but also because I was her boss. Nevertheless we got along fine, and I slowly learned more and more about her. She would come into my office every once in a while on her breaks and we would chat. She even brought snacks occasionally. I could tell she had a little bit of a crush on me, and let me tell you, I was happy to see her every time.
Sam was very proper and very innocent. She came from a religious background, and was planning on saving herself for marriage. She was a little naive, without a doubt a unwise as to the ways of the world, as everyone in her life was artificially nice to her, probably because of her looks. To put it another way, she was incredibly hot, but not always all that bright. Part of it was her age, and part of it was her… innocence when it came to all things romantic and intimate.
One day, near the end of summer, she came into my office near closing time in tears. It was the first time she had come to see me all day, which was odd, and I could tell something had been bothering her for a while. I, ever the good boss and friend, offered her some water and slowly coaxed the story out of her.
It turns out that Dylan, a boy from her high school whom she had been dating for a while, was finally tired of waiting for her to put out, and had taken advantage of her. Over the course of the evening, and long into the night, she sat with me and told me the story:
Sam and Dylan had been dating since sophomore year, and like typical relationships, it started slowly and awkwardly. There was hand-holding and hugs, and all of the usual bullshit that goes with adolescent romances. Sometime around junior year, Dylan, a football player, wanted more. He told Sam that unless she started to put out a little more, he would break up with her and date a cheerleader.
She refused for a while, she said, until last week when things finally came to a head.
Dylan took Sam on a romantic drive into the countryside one night, with the premise that they were going to look at the stars. Michigan has some beautiful forests and a lot of secluded places to park a truck where no one can find you. They drove up a long dirt road, late at night, and Dylan laid out blankets in the back of the truck.
He had gotten his hands on some tequila, and the two of them were taking turns drinking out of the bottle. Sam had never had anything to drink before, and the effects of the alcohol were hitting her pretty fast. Dylan drank more than he probably should have, and was soon feeling frisky.
“Come here, babe” he said to her, slightly slurring his words as he held open his arms.
He was laying on his back in the middle of the truck bed, pillow under his head, bottle in his hand. Sam lay down beside him, placed her head on his chest, just below his shoulder, and curled up against him, placing her knee gently on top of his crotch.
“Ooh yeah babe… that’s what I need.” Dylan grabbed her knee and forcibly pushed it down into himself. Sam felt his cock through his jeans, and knew that he was already rock solid.
“Babe, you know I’m not ready” she said to him, eyes wide and bright in the moonlight. Her skin tight white cotton shorts hugged every curve perfectly, and her light blue tube top slid up just a little bit, revealing her tight, toned, and tanned stomach.
Dylan didn’t say a word, and just reached his hand down the back of her shorts. He felt, rather than saw, her lacy pink thong, clinging to her perfect ass. Feeling the top of that fabric wrapped around her drove him a little crazy.
“Tonight is the night babe. I’ve waited long enough. If you love me, you’ll do this.” Dylan was doing his best to lay on the charm, but the tequila was making him sound sleazy and manipulating.
“If you love me, you won’t ask me to.” said Sam, wriggling out of his grasp and forcibly removing his hand from the back of her shorts.
“I said no, and I meant it, Dylan.”
Dylan rolled his eyes and took another swig from the bottle. He took a long hard look at Sam, standing up in his truck bed. The moonlight shining on her face made her look more fragile and delicate than ever. The slight breeze was making her light cotton top ride up just a little, and he got a few more glimpses of her perfect midriff. He got an unobstructed view of her in profile, outlined against the star-studded background. Perfect, full little tits, and an amazingly tight, firm little ass, wrapped up in shorts that showed off her tan.
Something must have come over him, because suddenly, and without warning, he reached up and grabbed her by the waistband of her shorts. She wasn’t sure if it was the liquor or the two years of aching blue balls that did it. Likely it was a combination of the two, but Dylan was not waiting any longer. He pulled down hard on her shorts, and she instantly fell to her knees in the truck bed.
“Hey! Stop it!” she yelled, trying to free his vice-like grip on her pants. It was a useless endeavor. He was easily double her size and he had already made up his mind about what was happening tonight.
“Turn around” He said to her, with a look in his eye she had never seen before.
He climbed around behind her and pinned one hand behind her back. She was still on her knees in the truck bed, facing the cab, when he forced her face into the blankets. She screamed in pain as he twisted her shoulder even harder, tears welling up in her eyes.
With his free hand, Dylan reached around the front of her shorts and undid the button and zipper. Sam started to panic and tried to fight him off with her other hand, but he tightened his grip and forced her face still lower until she stopped struggling.
“Help me!” she screamed out into the dark woods. “No, stop! YOU’RE HURTING ME!!”
Dylan wasn’t listening anymore. He had pulled down her shorts, revealing the nicest ass in all of Oakland County (at least). Tight, firm, and toned, with a great tan and tan lines from working outside. Swimming made her lithe and muscular, but not butch or scary. She was in great shape, and her hard little body was his for the taking.
His cock was aching to get out of his pants, especially at the sight of that ass, bent over in front of him in that lacy pink thong. Sam was still struggling and calling for help as Dylan fumbled awkwardly with his own zipper, not daring to let go of her arm lest she try and run away.
He finally managed to pull his cock out, and laid seven inches of throbbing meat right between her ass cheeks. For the first time that night, Sam was still, and stopped struggling.
“Please, no. Dylan…”
He pulled her thong to the side and positioned himself outside her tight little virgin pussy. He spit on his dick twice (he’d seen it in a porn flick) and rubbed the head of his dick up and down her tiny slit. She was completely clean shaven, something that carried over from swim practice.
“No, no, no, no, no, AAAAHHH!!” She was shaking her head the whole time he was rubbing her, and when he finally thrust forward, into her, the shock was incredible. His cock wasn’t enormous, but she was tiny, a virgin, and not ready for it. He was brutal and totally unflinching as he grabbed the crease of her hips with his free hand, and used his 210 lbs of football muscle to drive himself into her.
She was as tight as a drum, and was squeezing him harder than anything ever had. As he split her open and felt the warmth of her insides, he threw his head back and let out a moan, or a groan, that was kind of a sigh at the same time. Two years of waiting and it was everything he ever wanted it to be.
He felt her go limp underneath her as the will to struggle went out of her. He let go of her arm and used both hands to grab on to her hips. He started pumping in and out of her, in long, deep thrusts, pushing ever deeper, and stretching her ever wider with each movement. Every time he reached the bottom of his stroke, she would let out an involuntary moan. Actually, it was more like a sob, but at this point, Dylan didn’t care at all. All he cared about was this pussy and how it was squeezing him.
“Oh my God, babe. Oh. My. God.” He said to her, as if she was doing him some sort of favor. Her lips were moving, but no words were coming out. Her beautiful, tanned, teen face was streaked with smeared mascara, and her bright blue eyes were glistening with tears. She just wanted it to be over, but to her horror, Dylan seemed to be picking up speed.
He thrust ever deeper, ever harder, until he finally buried the full length of his shaft inside her. He held it there for what felt like forever to Sam, pulling her hips into him. Her mouth was open the entire time, but there were no screams left inside her. Finally, he pulled out slowly, letting her squeeze his shaft all the way out.
He pulled her little thong the rest of the way off of her ankles, then gave her a brutal smack on the ass to get her attention.
“Turn around” he said to her, for the second time that night.
She slowly did as she was told, and once she was on her back, he ripped her tube top off, revealing her perfect teen breasts. She was covering her nipples with one arm, and her other hand was down between her legs, trying to soothe her aching, bruised little pussy. Dylan removed her hand from her opening and spread her legs before climbing on top of her and entering her again.
Her face, at first, looked scared. After the first five deep thrusts in this new position, fear was replaced by a look of agony. Her eyes were wide again, still glistening, and her mouth was open in a silent grimace. Her whole body felt the violation of what was happening, and it was all reflected in her beautiful face. Ten more thrusts and her expression changed again. The pain subsided, and was replaced by an almost passive apathy. Her whole body still shook with each forceful thrust, but he had finally split her open enough that she didn’t have to scream anymore.
“You little slut, you love this, don’t you?” Dylan grunted at her, all the while pounding into her.
When she didn’t reply, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked on it, forcing her to look in his eyes. He repeated the question, and this time, she gave him a little nod.
“Say it!” he yelled at her. “Tell me you love it”
“I love it” she lied, barely above a whisper.
“Louder!” he yelled, giving her a thrust so deep her head hit the cab of the truck at the front of the bed.
“I love it!” she cried, tears streaming down her face.
“I knew it. I always knew” he said, as he finally pulled out again.
“Turn around. I want that little ass too.” He said to her, his cock throbbing in his hand.
She slowly turned around again, getting on her knees. Her face was buried in the blanket in the back of the bed, and her ass, her perfect little ass, was pointed up at the night sky, waiting for her boyfriend to do what he wanted with it.
“That’s it baby. Turn around.”
Dylan grabbed his slippery cock and pointed it at Sam’s impossibly tight ass. The screams that she let out when he ripped her pussy apart were nothing compared to this. His cock in her ass seemed to pull her out of her shocked, passive state, and return her to reality a bit. Dylan was burying his cock in her ass right here, outside, in the back of his truck. There was nothing she could do about it. She felt the head slide in, and she felt her ass stretch to try and accommodate him. It wasn’t happening, but he kept pushing anyway. She tried in vain to get away, to get her ass off of his dick, but the only thing in front of her was the back window of the truck. Dylan grabbed the hair on the back of her head and pulled hard, forcing her to arch her back and push her ass up for him. He pulled on her hair one more time and buried his cock to the hilt.
Dylan held his cock in place, his body rigid, bicep flexed, with his fingers full of Sam’s bright, blonde hair. This ass was beyond words. Tighter than anything could be, should be, would ever be again. He felt his cock start to throb at the base, and knew that his release, two years in the making, was finally coming.
For the first time in her life, Sam felt a man release his seed inside of her. She felt his cock swell and throb, felt it being pushed even more impossibly deep into her, and felt the warmth and wetness that was Dylan’s cum inside her ass. He pumped at least eight ropes of sticky, warm cum into her ass before he was spent, bellowing to the night sky while holding her head back by her hair.
Sam was powerless that night. She could do nothing but take it, so that’s what she did. She took every inch of his dick, and every drop of his cum into her ass.
Back in my office, the sky was dark, and all the lights were off. Everyone else had long since gone home, and it was just the two of us in my office. She was shaking and sobbing in front of me, this beautiful, broken girl. Upon closer inspection, I could see her wrist was still bruised from her ordeal, and she was constantly shifting in her seat. Her ass must have still been tender.
I refilled her water glass, and when she finally regained control of her breath, and the tears stopped, I looked deep into those beautiful blue eyes.
“Well,” I told her, clasping her hands in mine. “There is really only one thing I can think of to do right now.”
“What’s that?” she said, her voice shaky, holding back tears.
“Turn around”
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When Sgt. Danniels and her men were captured, she knew she was in for a rough time.
Mikes life was an endless cycle of misery and boredom. Cruel parents, a bad school, and no friends save his dog. Getting lost in the woods was just more of the same, until it wasn’t.
My first ever story on here so go easy, and any constructive criticism is more than welcome.
At the end of this chapter I include a preview of the other novels in this series. Good reading, friends.
The Finale. Reunited with her son, nothing will keep them apart.
Another Good Night- Part III
It had only been a few nights since Jason had started pestering her but already his disgusting attacks were starting to feel like a steady routine.
Hannah was already home and sitting at the table eating her evening meal when their brother got back home from work. Sarah sat at the table too, her small meal already finished. Hannah had noticed that her sister was zoned out as hell. She’d been talking to her about how school went but Sarah had just sat the whole time staring into the mid-distance. She couldn’t tell anyone the things she was thinking- they’d lose Hannah if she did- the courts wouldn’t allow her to stay with a sex offender and where else could she go. That’s what this was. Sexual abuse. And Sarah had no idea when Jason was going to ramp in up and take her virginity. The thought of her brother making her do that made her stomach roll.
He had come in carrying a white box which he left by the door. He took off his tie, putting it on the hooks, and strolled into the kitchenette like a king. He was such a smug asshole. Sarah couldn’t even look at him. He sat down at the table.
“Get me something to eat.” He ordered.
Sarah got up and drifted like a ghost to the oven. She produced the dinner she’d been keeping warm for him and put it down at his place setting.
“And a beer.” He said.
She fetched him a bottle of Bud.
He just sat there and fed himself with the roast strips of chicken; washing it all down with gulps of cold beer. He looked so content and Hannah could hardly believe he’d not snapped at her or called her a name yet. Her big brother was not her favourite person. As soon as she’d finished her dinner though Jason eyed her.
“You got homework?” He asked.
“Some sums,” Hannah answered.
“Why don’t you go to your room and get on that,” he said, “want you doing well at school, don’t we?”
“I suppose,” Hannah moaned, getting to her feet and grabbing her schoolbag from the door.
She trailed off wearily to her little room to start her homework. At nine years old she could hardly dream why Jason was always sending her to her room these days.
“Get me another beer, Sarah,” Jason ordered.
Sarah got up and moved again to the fridge. She grabbed a beer and took it back to him. This time she handed him the bottle. Not missing a beat Jason grabbed her hand and held it in his own. She was way too tired to fight with him and so she just let him hold her.
“How was your day?” He smiled.
Sarah just stared at him helplessly. He kept on smiling then he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it.
“I’ve been thinking about you, sweetheart,” he crooned, “I’ve been thinking about these nice soft hands…”
“Hannah’s going to hear.” Sarah frowned.
“You’re right,” Jason said, “we should save this for tonight.”
He put Sarah’s fingers in his mouth and started sucking on them. Sarah looked away; keeping her arm outstretched and letting him suck on her fingers. Finally he let go of her hand.
“Okay clean this place up,” he said, opening his second beer, “get the dishes done. I’m going to watch some TV.”
He went over to the living area and sat down on the couch. Flicking mindlessly through the cable channels. Evening waned into night in just that way; Jason watching TV and Sarah cleaning away the dishes. By the time she’d finished it was round nine thirty and Jason was getting restless.
“Sarah, get your ass over here,” he shouted at last.
Sarah heard his voice from where she was standing, at the sink, and it wasn’t long before she reacted. He was really wearing her down with his constant attention. She walked over to where he was sitting. He patted the couch next to him and she sat down uncomfortably close. Then, to her surprise, Jason shouted Hannah in from her bedroom. When Hannah came through Jason had her sit near them on the couch.
“You finished your homework?” he said.
“Yes,” Hannah replied.
“Good girl,” Jason said, “look Hannah… I wanna talk to you about how I used to hit you and Sarah…”
Hannah’s eyes went dim with the recent memory.
“I was a real asshole, huh,” Jason smiled, “look Hannah… I’m not gonna do that anymore… okay… it wasn’t even about you… it was about Sarah…”
Sarah couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Was he actually justifying himself to their nine year old sister?
“See,” he continued, “Sarah’s seventeen now… so she’s a grown-up like me in the family… you see… and sometimes grown-ups fall out and that makes life hard for the kids… you get it… but me and Sarah have been talking and we’re gonna try to get on and start liking one another a little and that’ll make life a lot easier for you, honey… no more hitting… you want that, right?”
“U-hu,” Hannah nodded.
“Cool,” Jason smiled, “but listen… for grown-ups to get on the way they need to they need some alone time… okay… just some time to chill-out together and do some grown-up stuff… so if you want everything to be cool with our little family you gotta go to bed early every night… you get me… give me and Sarah a chance to show each other how much we love each other…”
Hannah looked at Sarah’s glassy eyes. Was her sister getting ready to cry?
“Okay,” she said confusedly. Sarah didn’t look like she loved Jason at all, “okay, I’ll go to bed.”
“Good girl,” Jason smiled, “go on then. Get ready.”
Hannah left the room. Going to the bathroom first and brushing her teeth. Then she got her PJs, showered and got ready for bed. Jason watched every step like a shark; restless to start the ‘grown-up stuff’ with his hot fox of a sister. Finally Hannah was finished and she went into her room. Closing the door and switching off the light.
“I meant what I just told her Sarah,” Jason held the nape of Sarah’s neck softly in his hand, rubbing at the skin with his thumb, “I wasn’t bullshitting her… if I’m gonna be a decent guy to you and Hannah you gotta keep me happy at night… I love you so much, darlin’, and if you don’t let me show you how much I love you it’s gonna come out in other ways… like me hitting you guys…”
Jason pulled her face close to his.
“Christ you smell good, darlin’” he whispered, “you smell so goddamn nice… tell me I smell good…”
Sarah cringed. Jason tugged hard at her hair.
“Tell me I smell good, Sarah!”
“You smell good,” she winced.
“Make me fucking believe it, bitch!” He twisted her hair painfully in his fist.
“You do… you smell good Jason,” she whimpered, “please!”
His hand loosened on her hair and became affectionate again. His other hand started to caress her bare stomach under her sweater.
“I can’t believe you’re mine, darlin’” he breathed, “such a hot little seventeen year old pussy.”
His tongue lolled out and he pressed his wet mouth roughly against her lips. She opened her mouth instinctively for his probing tongue and let him make out with her in that disgusting way he’d developed over the years; rolling his long, wet tongue in and out. After about five minutes he pulled back. She could taste him in her mouth.
“You’ve made out with guys right?” He asked.
Sarah nodded. The shame and the disgust of the whole thing was nearly too much to take.
“How many?”
“Four.” Sarah’s voice shook and she lowered her eyes.
Jason put his hand softly on her chin and tilted her head up so she was facing him again.
“Make out with me like you did with them,” he said.
Sarah started crying.
“Don’t cry honey,” he stroked her hair, “don’t cry.”
“Please Jason,” she sobbed, “I don’t want to.”
“Come on honey,” he stroked her face, wiping away tears, “I love you more than any of those fucking assholes… make out with me…”
“Your my brother, Jason,” she cried, “please… this is killing me…”
He grabbed the nape of her neck and drew her firmly closer.
“Listen darlin’,” he said, “I don’t wanna fucking blackmail you or shit… but what I said to Hannah still stands… you’re gonna start treating me like your man or I’m gonna start treating you two a lot worse round here…”
He twisted a hand in her soft hair like before.
“Now I’ll start off… every time I stick my tongue in you do the same… do what you did with those other guys…”
Sarah cried but there was no time to plead with him again. He was on her already sucking at her lips and pushing his tongue into her mouth. A short sharp tug on her hair made her react; pushing her own tongue back and into her brother’s warm mouth.
“Mmmmm,” Jason moaned.
Sarah cried.
He forced his tongue in and again Sarah was forced to respond licking the inside of his mouth as quickly as she could before having her tongue forced back into her own mouth again by his wet probing. All this and with the disgusting factor of the spit that was rolling between them; Sarah was sure Jason was manufacturing more saliva just for the occasion.
“Put your hands on my chest, babe… that’s it… like I’m your man…” he said.
Then he got back to kissing her. His hand was still lost in her thick hair and he was still pulling at it roughly; so rough that strands were being pulled from the scalp. Sarah was forced to pull back from the forced kissing session.
“Stop pulling my hair, Jason,” she said, “I’m doing it.”
Jason just laughed and continued to tug violently at her hair.
“Stop it!” She winced.
“Come on, babe,” he laughed again, “has a guy never got rough with you?”
“Please!” She cried.
“Aw, honey,” he smiled, “I said I wouldn’t hit you anymore… I never said I wasn’t gonna get rough with you in the sack…”
Sarah put her hand on his hand as he pulled at her hair some more; forcing their faces together and licking her out. She just had to tolerate him pulling her hair out and laughing while he did it.
“Okay babe,” he pulled her away, keeping hold of her hair.
She felt another heavy wave of revulsion as he started to quickly undo his belt.
“Time for a nice, sloppy blowjob.”
A tear ran down the whole length of her face as Jason finished undoing his belt and then pulled his jeans and boxer shorts down to his knees. His long, hard prick stood out arrogantly in the air; full of raging, horny blood and his full nuts lay heavily on the couch between his legs. She didn’t even have time to take it all in as Jason tugged and pulled her roughly onto his hardon.
“Open!”
She just cried.
“Come on, bitch!” he thrust his hips into her face, “suck on it.”
He reached down and prised open her jaw; forcing his thing into her warm mouth.
“Awww, shit!” he moaned, “take that cock. Give me a blowjob, babe! Nice fucking sloppy blowjob.”
He twisted her hair more roughly in his hands and forced his dick so far into her mouth that the head stuck in her throat. Sarah coughed violently and pulled away; she couldn’t help up spit on him which only seemed to turn Jason on more.
“Awww, yeah, darlin’, I knew you’d get used to it.”
He tried to forced her mouth back onto his dick; she tried to lever herself away from him with her hands on his thighs.
“Please, Jason,” she gasped, needing to breathe, “what if Hannah gets up?”
Jason’s strong hands slackened on Sarah’s head and he glanced at Hannah’s door.
“Fuck,” he laughed, “you’re right, babe. Let’s take this to the bedroom.”
***
He got up from the couch, butt-naked from the waist down and started dragging Sarah by the hair. He took her over to the front door first and retrieved the parcel he’d brought back from work. Then he forced her over to his bedroom and threw her inside. He locked the door.
“There,” he smiled, “more privacy for my sweet little cock-sucker.”
He grabbed the collar of her sweater roughly and tore it violently right down the front. Sarah gave a strangled scream but Jason just kept coming at her. He grabbed the material again- tore again. It came away from her body as a tattered red rag then he started in on her bra; pulling it off and breaking the strap. He pushed her down hard on his bed and then attacked her again; undoing the button on her jeans and pulling them clean off in one wild movement. She could see a bobbing string of precum swinging this way and that and staining the bedsheets as he moved like an animal. Finally he grabbed the elastic on her panties and tore them off too.
She was panting and crying when he finally snatched at her hair again. He dragged her round and sat his ass down on the precum covered bed; positioning her on her knees between his. He held her face close to his cock and then Sarah nearly threw up when he let a long white strand of spit fall out of his mouth; aiming it directly for his dick. It landed heavy and wet on his hardon and then his insistent hands started pulling her mouth onto his thing again. It was slick and covered in her spit and his and Sarah thought she’d go crazy if she had to take it in her mouth again.
“Jason,” she tried to pull away, she was snivelling and trying to make him take pity, “Jason… can I… can I do something else?… please… I can’t put it in my mouth…”
Jason laughed.
“I want a blowjob, darlin’” he said, “don’t worry… you’re gonna get used to giving head… I’m gonna get you to suck it every morning and every night…”
Sarah cried.
“Please,” she whispered, “it’s horrible.”
“Do it, babe!” He pulled her hair so hard she couldn’t believe the pain, “suck!”
He forced her mouth onto his erection. The bulbous head of his long dick felt so disgusting on her tongue and the wet precum and spit made her feel like she would throw up. But the worst was when he pushed it into her throat; making her choke.
“Please!” She pulled back from his dick, choking.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Jason smiled in ecstasy, “gagging on dick is part of giving head.”
“Jason, please!”
He forced his cock back inside and rammed it home in her throat; holding her head down into his lap with his strong arms. Sarah struggled and tried to get away. She was choking to death. Jason just laughed and watched her hitting his thighs.
“Relax, honey,” he laughed, “I got you in a hold… no way your getting away from that dick… just breathe through your nose and learn to love it…”
He laughed again and in time Sarah stopped fighting; on her knees there, with her brother’s thing heavy on her throat, eyes open and crying.
“Okay, babe,” Jason crooned, “I’m gonna pull out and let you lick the head a bit… then I’ll push back in all the way… you’re gonna have to learn to get a rhythm going.”
He pulled his dick out on her mouth.
“Lick my piss-slit,” he moaned.
Sarah cringed but allowed her tongue to work on his disgusting knob. Then he grabbed her again and forced his dick down her throat. She gagged. Jason kept up the rhythm pulling out and pushing in more times than Sarah could count.
“Awww!! Awww!! Lick me, honey!!” He was in total bliss, “Suck that dick! Suck on that shit, babe! You give a mean fucking blowjob, Sarah!”
He pulled her away at one point.
“We need some more lube, babe,” he breathed, and then he spat another few strands of white spit onto his slime-coated cock, “Okay honey, suck it.”
He made her give head like that for another fifteen minutes. Sarah just tried her best not to choke or to taste the multiplying strands of his disgusting juices; that or hear him laughing and telling her how good she was or how much of a slut she looked with a guy’s cock-head in her mouth. Finally he shifted position; laying Sarah’s head down at the end of the bed and coming at her mouth again with his cock.
“What are you doing?” She turned her face away.
“I’m getting close to shooting, darlin’” he said, “I wanna facefuck.”
“No, please.”
She turned her head away as far as it would go only to have him force it back round and shove his hardon back into her mouth. This time he set the rhythm with his hips. Pounding his slim ass back and forward and pounding his massive dick into her unprotected throat. Sarah thought she was going to pass out but nothing was more revolting than hearing Jason announce his orgasm.
“Awww! Shit!” He shouted, “nice warm fucking mouth! I love facefucking sluts! I love pounding your sweet mouth, baby! Sarah! Aw, Sarah! I love you, honey! Aww! Aww! I’m gonna blow! Aw! I’m so fucking close to emptying these fucking nuts!! Aw! Take my cum, babe! Take my fucking c… uh! uh! uh!”
Sarah screamed as she felt him pull back from her throat and let go inside her mouth. His revolting seed swamped her in there and she could taste the unclean, salty taste of her brother’s spent load. She cried in abject pain and humiliation.
“Aw! Jesus!”
Jason pulled his now softening cock out of Sarah’s warm mouth and the girl tried at once to get up and spit the white corruption out onto the floor. But Jason was quick to react. He grabbed her and forced her facedown onto the bed; clamping a hand over her mouth so she couldn’t spit. She went crazy, the stuff in her mouth was so completely disgusting she couldn’t bare to have it in there a moment more and here was Jason forcing her to experience it, she kicked and fought and tried to scream.
“Shhh! Shhh!” He was stroking her shoulder blades lovingly from where he lay half-naked ontop of her, “relax honey. I’m not gonna make you swallow. It’s okay. Just keep it in your mouth a minute. I want you to get used to how I taste.”
A tear ran down the length of her face as again she was forced to calm down before Jason would stop what he was doing to her.
“That’s it honey,” he kissed her bare back, and touched her naked ass cheeks with his free hand, “your being such a good girl tonight… just keep that spunk in your mouth a few more minutes… think about what that shit tastes like, darlin’… your gonna be eating it every night…”
He laughed. Kissing her again. Sarah just lay there and watched the minutes pass on Jason’s alarm clock; trying not to swallow. Then, finally, he let go of her mouth and cupped his hand under her chin.
“Okay, babe,” he said, “spit that shit out onto my hand.”
She spat out immediately and Jason’s white slime pooled in the hallow of his hand.
“Lovely, babe,” he smiled, kissing her back, “you’re so nice. Turn around.”
He bodily turned her so she was on her back then he settled his hips between her naked thighs; his soft wet cock touched her down there. Sarah had the most revolted expression on her face he’d ever seen from a girl. He was a good looking guy and girls mostly wanted him; though he’d never done this shit with a girlfriend.
“Can I get a glass of water?” Sarah asked, obviously in mental torture.
“No, honey,” Jason smiled at her, “I’m not finished with your hot little mouth yet.”
Sarah’s lip quivered.
“You look so cute when you’re getting ready to cry babe,” Jason said, then he hovered his hand over her chest tipping his palm and slowly, and deliberately, pouring his cum into the hallow of her sex solar-plexus; it pooled up in there so gorgeously.
She turned away. Crying.
“Okay, honey,” he forced her face back, “time for you to show me what a slutty little girl you really are.”
“What?”
“We’re gonna have a little cum-kiss, darlin’”
Sarah went crazy trying to push at his shoulders.
“Please, Jason, not that! Please!”
He ignored her; dipping his tongue into the deep cum on her solar-plexus and then trying to put it into her mouth. Sarah went crazy pushing him as hard as she could until her had to move. Then he leapt up from the bed and ran nude out into the hall and into the bathroom. She lifted the lid of the toilet in there and vomited hard into the basin. She coughed and spluttered and cried thinking of what Jason wanted her to do.
Jason just followed calmly behind her; slowly undoing his shirt and getting totally naked just like his sister. He strode into the bathroom and crouched down behind her; rubbing her back comfortingly.
“That’s right,” he said, “get it up.”
She spat again.
“Please Jason,” she cried, “please.”
He hooked his strong arm under her knees, the other on her back, and carried her like she didn’t weigh anything. Picking her up and placing her firm, little ass on the sink unit. He ran the cold tap and let some cool water pool in his hand. He put it to her lips.
“Take a drink, darlin’” he said kindly, she drank.
Then he reached back behind her and grabbed some mouthwash from the cabinet. He unscrewed the cap and pushed the nozzle up against her lips.
“Open.”
She did and he poured in the mouthwash. He made her swill it round her mouth then he lead her head down and made her spit into the sink. He ran the tap again; washing away what came out.
“Please Jason,” she was distraught, “I can’t do that.”
Jason just smiled lovingly.
“Sure you can, honey,” he said.
Then he started pushing what was left of his cum up from where it had dribbled down her fine body and up towards the pert shapes of her breasts. He leant into her again and licked a long strand of his cum off off her skin. Then, like before, he presented his cum-covered tongue for her to suck on.
“God, please.”
She turned away. He pressed his tongue to her cheek and let the white slime strand off on her. He did it a few more times like trying to nudge her into making out with him that way. Then, after awhile, he lost patience. He grabbed her face and forced it round with all his might; forcing his face against hers and wedging his wet tongue and slick cum into her hot mouth. She screamed and tried to get away again but it was no use. He was fully making out with her; pushing his cum into her mouth.
“Please Jason!” She screamed the first time he pulled away.
But he’d only withdrawn to gather even more of his stuff on his tongue. He pushed it back into her mouth and then hooked it back out with his tongue; sometimes licking cum onto her lips and face.
“I love a sweet cum kiss, darlin’” he said, licking more off of her tits and feeding it to her, “nice cummy fucking kiss…”
Sarah made a retching sound as her mouth started to get full of cum again. He’d pushed so much back in.
“You need to throw up again, baby,” Jason said.
Sarah nodded. Jason put out his hand.
“Spit out my cum,” he said.
She spat in back into his hand for the second time that night and then he took her back to the toilet. He forced her head over the basin.
“Okay, darlin’” he said, “you can throw up.”
She retched but there was nothing in her stomach. Jason gave her a minute just to make sure then he dragged her head back up to face him. He licked a mouthful of the cum back off his hand and started making out with her again.
“Use your tongue, slut,” he said, “push that shit back into my mouth… show me what a slut my girl is…”
He had to grab her throat pretty hard to make her comply but in the end the pain was too great and she was forced to stick her tongue out; swapping back her brother’s stuff and having it recycled again back into her mouth.
“Aw!” He moaned into her mouth, “fucking slut… so fucking slutty…”
In the end he just started giving her little pecks on the lips letting little soft strings of his stuff form and break off between their kissing mouths. Then, at last, he stood up. He looked down at her; crouching, humiliated in their bathroom with her lips wet with sweet cum.
“I love you, Sarah,” he said, “get showered now and come to bed, babe. I wanna give that pussy some attention.”
He grabbed her hair from where she knelt and forced her face up against his naked cock and balls. He started humping and grinding into her sweet face.
“See baby. See how hard I am already. That’s for your fucking little pussy, darlin’”
He ground up on her for another thirty seconds then he let her go.
“Take a shower,” he said, “I’ll be waiting in bed.”
***
After Sarah had finished showering; crouched against the corner of the shower, crying and trying to get the smell of Jason off of her, she went back to his bedroom. Sure enough he was waiting for her; stroking his long dick to keep it hard. He’d opened the parcel he brought in from work and there, laying on the bed, was the sluttiest lingerie Sarah had seen. A white suspensor belt and bra- no panties. She let another tear fall.
“Put them on,” Jason ordered thumbing his dick-head and digging down into his balls with the other hand, “from now on your only gonna wear the sexiest things, darlin’”
She came slowly to the bed and Jason watched in mouth-watering arousal as this absolute model of a girl pulled on that sexy lace belt and put on a bra that pushed her already amazingly firm titties into a little slight cleavage that jut made you want to have three hands.
When she’d finished dressing for him he got up suddenly and grabbed her arm pulling her violently down onto the bed. He climbed on top, naked, and started tonguing between her pushed-together tits. He forced her legs apart; exposing her cute pink pussy.
“It drives me wild you’re a virgin, Sarah,” he breathed, crazy with lust, “drives me wild that I’m gonna be the first guy to tap this shit.”
He started kissing her and she couldn’t believe the fear as she felt him cup her sex; starting to push his fingers ever so slowly inside her. He nuzzled on her neck; continuing to finger her gently and shallowly. Then she gasped as he groped at his dick with his hand; starting so slowly to rub his raging cockhead up and down on her tiny teenage slit.
“Please,” she winced as he bit down softly at her ear, “please Jason… don’t rape me.”
“Shh, honey,” Jason whispered, “all girls are scared their first time.”
She felt him try to push his cock inside.
“Please!” She reached down and pushed his dick away, “please… Jason!… please… I’ll… I’ll do something else… I’ll use my mouth again, Jason… please… I’ll suck you… please… don’t rape me… please…”
She was squirming and trying to edge away up the bed. Jason grabbed onto her shoulders; pulling her back; insisting. He tried again, lining up his cockhead.
“No!” She screamed; reaching down again and pushing him away.
“Fuck slut!”
Jason punched his sister full in the face. He did it so hard her lip burst and the bedspread spattered red with her blood.
“Fuck,” he swore, “see what you fucking made me do now, bitch.”
She held her bleeding face in one trembling hand and looked away at the dark wall. Jason shook off the guilt. All he knew was she was fucking amazingly hot and his cock wanted serviced. He grabbed her hips and positioned them to fuck.
“Keep your fucking hips there,” he snarled, “I fucking pay for everything… I pay for the fucking clothes you wear, bitch… and you won’t even let me have fucking pussy… no fucking way, Sarah…”
He pushed his cockhead up against her opening again and this time Sarah didn’t have the strength or the courage to fight him as she felt the spongey, wet bulb pushing up into her pussy. He moved his hips backwards and forwards in a slow steady rhythm; keeping just that spongey cockhead at the door of her cunt. Then he grabbed her shoulders and forced his entire weight into one massive push. His hand covered her mouth and she stifled a scream as his entire, massive erection tore into her pussy; breaking her hymen and causing blood to flow inside her.
“Awwww! Fuck!” He couldn’t believe how sweet and tight that pussy was, “aw! Fucking virgin pussy!”
He rocked his hips against her; pounding his dick home in her pussy. Sarah was screaming and crying at the same time but Jason just took it as moaning against his firm hand. He buried his face in her titties picking his ass up off the bed with every grinding thrust.
“Keep your legs open, slut!” He ordered, “keep taking that dick! Aw, I love you! Aw, Sarah, I love you!”
After awhile he started trying to impress her; showing her all the moves he’d learned with old girlfriends in the past; sometimes fucking her real fast and other times rotating his hips in circles so his cock screwed into her. Then, after about what seemed forever solidly fucking, Jason felt that familiar tingle in his balls.
“Aw!” He licked her tits, “I’m gonna cum in your pussy.”
“I don’t want to get pregnant.” She cried to herself.
“Huh?”
“I don’t want to get pregnant!” She cried louder.
“Aw! Aw!” He was on cloud nine, barely hearing her, “I just wanna do it this once, babe… I’ll buy condoms tomorrow… I’m just gonna… ah! ah!… I’m just gonna cum… once in your… ah! beautiful hot pussy!”
She just lay there, lip burst, legs spread like a slut, with this asshole rutting on top of her; ready to cum whether she wanted him to or not. Then she closed her eyes as she felt her brother spasm out of all control.
“I’m… ah! I’m fucking cumming!”
He blew a hot sticky load deep inside her pussy and then another few strands spurted out afterwards before he finally lay his hot sweating body down on her amazing svelte frame. He continued to kiss and lick at her tits, cock still inside her, as he tried to regain his breath.
“Aw, fucking awesome,” he breathed hard.
Then he pulled his wet cock out of her and fell down exhausted on the bed next to his gorgeous sister. Sarah looked down at her wet, cum-filled and bleeding pussy.
“You’re gonna make me an amazing girlfriend, Sarah,” Jason breathed out.
“Go to hell, Jason,” she whispered.
Jason looked at her. Then he just laughed.
“You got attitude now, slut,” he said, “but you’ll get used to how things are gonna be…”
He started stroking at her luscious thigh.
“Soon you won’t even question it anymore,” he crooned, “you’ll just come to bed and open your sweet little pussy up for me to go at like a jackhammer…”
“You’re disgusting.” She sobbed in pain.
“Maybe,” he shrugged, then he pulled her towards him, forcing her firm ass up against his wet cock; spooning her, “but I’m the first guy you let into this sweet pussy… I’m your fucking boyfriend now, Sarah…”
He laughed; reaching round and fingering her sore pussy.
“You’re gonna have to get used to me.”
He continued to finger her then he tugged off her sexy lace bra; reaching round with the other hand and feeling her pert little breasts. He pushed one finger as far up her pussy as it would go. She reached down and tried to push him out; she was so painful down there. He just pushed against her.
“Don’t you fucking push my fingers out,” he shouted, “from now on I get to do whatever the fuck I like with this pussy… you’ve been a cocktease to me for too fucking long… now try to get some sleep, darlin’, you’ll be sucking on my dick before I go to work tomorrow.”
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It was a crappy night out, raining, cold, all and all miserable. The funny thing is, I wasn’t even supposed to be at the shop. It’s my garage, but I have a guy that runs the place for me, and I usually sit at home “managing” from a far. It’s a good life, I can’t complain.
I was sitting at the counter watching some of the Monday night football game. I was in the shop trying to get a bunch of paper work done, and I ended up staying late. Everybody else was gone and wouldn’t be back in till morning, and the game had already started, so I figured I’d stick around till half time, and then head home after that.
I was pretty pissed when I heard the knock on the window, I figured it was some idiot thinking I’d turn on the pumps so they could get some gas. I never would have answered the door but I knew they could see me behind the counter, since I’d forgot to drop the blind on the window like I should have.
When I got to the door I saw these two cute girls, all decked out in their high school cheerleading outfits, wearing those little white shoes, and the short skirts. The two must have been cold, they barely had anything on in the way of clothes, and the way it was raining, they looked like drowned rats, but cute little drowned rats.
I could feel the aching in my loins immediately as I opened the front door, hell, I thought I might get a blow job out of it at least.
“Thanks Mister, our car broke down and our cells don’t work out here.” I led the pair into the shop, making sure to close the blind so nobody else could see inside now.
“Do you think we could use your phone?”
“Well, what’s wrong with your car, want me to tow it in and see if I can do anything with it?” The two girls looked at each other, they were so cute, and the way the rain trickled down their foreheads, I could almost imagine their matted hair having been caused by a long fucking session, at least I wished it had.
Even under the little vest of their uniforms I could see they both had great bodies, young, lithe bodies. They both looked to be about 17 or 18.
“What are you doing out tonight, its horrible weather.” I had to make sure nobody knew where they were, or that they had called anybody yet about the car, my mind was already concocting plans.
“We had a football game in Ada, we drove instead of riding on the bus, and then on the way home, we must have turned down the wrong road, and, well we’re lost.” The girl was obviously a little scared. It only made my balls ache even more.
“What’s wrong with the car?”
“I don’t know, we were driving along, and then hit this big puddle, and it kind of died.”
“Hum. Where’s it at?”
“Well, it’s down this road,” she pointed to the west, “and then there is this sign with a big windmill on it, and we’re down the road there.”
“How the hell did you get on that road? It’s a dead end that leads to nowhere.” I had to do everything to cover up my smile, I knew exactly where they were talking about, and there wasn’t anything up the road, nobody would have driven past them and seen them there.”
“I don’t know, we turned down there thinking it was the way to the highway, then we’d got to the dead end, we were coming back and hit this huge pothole puddle thing, and then the car kind of died.” I could see the girl shivering as she recounted the story for me.
“Please mister, could you give us a tow and see if you could get it started.” She pulled out her wallet and flashed a couple credit cards.
“So nobody knows you’re out this way, and you said your phone doesn’t work?” It was probably a little bit risky to ask so explicitly, but I had to know, and my mind was racing with plans. Like I said, I’ve got a pretty good life, I’ve got the only shop for a 20 mile radius, I do lots of work on tractors and farm equipment, I’ve got other people to do the work, so I have a lot of free time. I’ve had the place for 15 years, inherited it from my dad when he passed, and now I’ve expanded it to a huge business, junk yard, little bit of a dealership, you know, man of all trades and hard work equals success kind of thing.
“No mister, we got lost. We were following the team bus, but in the rain and everything, we kind of lost them. Our phones don’t work out here.” I knew there wasn’t a cell phone tower for 50 miles, not many of the farmers had use for them so they were never built, to my great joy.
“We walked all the way here and didn’t see a soul. Mister, we’ve got 3 friends still sitting in the car, it’s cold out, could you please go pick them up? Please?” Though she was young, the girl obviously was well practiced in using the pouting look to get men to do things for her.
“My name is Pat.” I extended my hand.
“I’m Tara, and this is my friend Lisa.” Tara was probably 5’8″, she had long straight blonde hair, at least it would be straight again when it dried. The way she did all the talking, I kind of figured she was the captain of the squad, probably the most popular girl in school, and girl most jacked off to girl in classmate fantasies.
Lisa, the other girl, she wasn’t quite as tall, maybe 5’6″, her breasts seemed to be larger, the curve of her outfit at least gave that indication. Lisa’s hair was blonde too, but it looked to be via the hairdresser, and not natural.
“Hi, Tara, Lisa, I guess it’s your lucky night. I should have been out of here a couple hours ago, but I stayed late to do some paperwork, and boom, you come along. Let’s see what I can do for you.” I had them in my grasp, I could see the relief in their eyes, they actually thought they had been incredibly lucky, in a few hours, they’d know the truth, that I was the lucky one that night.
“You said you’ve got three friends in the car still?”
“Yeah. It’s cold out their.”
“Well, I can’t fit you all in the truck when I pick up the car, so do you mind staying here? Then I’ll bring them back and see what I can do about your vehicle?”
“Oh that would be great mister.”
“Here, why don’t you set all your bags behind the counter here and I’ll take you down into the lounge and you can warm up and relax. You can call your parents from there if you want.” I handed each of the girls a towel from the shelf. I made sure that they left all their stuff behind the desk, even though I knew their phones wouldn’t work here I didn’t want to take chances.
“Just follow me.” I led the girls through one of the “employee only” doors, then down into the pit, though they didn’t know it was the pit, at least not yet.
“Sorry about the dirt and grime, this is a working garage and the lounge is kind of hidden away.” I turned on as few lights as possible so they wouldn’t get too nervous. When I got them to the pit door, I knew I was set. “Just head into the lounge and I should be back in a few minutes with your friends.” I didn’t turn the lights on till they were well inside and I’d slammed the door shut. I could hear them screaming instantly when they saw their surroundings, I loved it. I knew they were seeing the inside of the oil pit, the car parked over head, and I knew they had to know what was happening now.
I rushed upstairs into the garage. The girls’ voices were shrill, and I could hear the fear clearly in their screams. I peered under the car, I could just barely see the two there. There was no way they could get out, the pit was a good 7′ deep, and there was a car parked over top, so as young and flexible as they might be, they weren’t getting out of there.
“Girl’s” I tried to address them, but they were screaming loud and couldn’t hear me. I let them wail for a few minutes more.
“Please mister, please, please, let us go, please…” I didn’t bother to respond to their pleas, I just waited for them to go quiet. They continued to sob as I started speaking.
“Don’t worry girls, I’ll be back soon enough with your friends. I apologize that it’s kind of dirty down there, but let me take care of your car, get your friends in line, and then I’ll take you to a nice warm place, be patient. We’ll have a good time after that.”
“Pleaaaaasssseeee!” I could hear them crying out to me as I hopped in the rig and started off to pick up their friends. I guess it was a little cruel, but I turned off all the lights in the garage, only the florescent glow of the sign gave off any light at all. I can just imagine them huddling together. Hell, in a week or so, if everything goes right, I think I’ll have those to do more than just huddle together.
I couldn’t help but rub my dick as I drove to the spot where Tara said they broke down. Believe me, I’ve never done anything like this before. Oh, sure, I’ve got a blowjob or two from a grateful girl with a broken down car, hell, I fucked a couple, but I’ve never thought of doing anything like this. But the opportunity is just too damn good. I mean, five girls, five teenage cheerleaders at that, hell, how lucky can you get?
The car was right where I thought it would be. I didn’t bother to turn on the flashers, and I cut the headlights as quick as I could, no use drawing any attention to myself, even though I know nobody would see me. The road connected to one of Old man Patterson’s back fields, and there isn’t a house for a mile around, the girls had done a good job getting off the main road for me.
I had to knock on the window, the girls in the car were too afraid to get out on their own.
“Hi there, my name is Pat, Tara and Lisa sent me to pick you up and see if I could get your car running back at the shop.” I saw the ease flash over their eyes when I told them Tara and Lisa had sent me.
“Why don’t you three go hop in the truck, the heat is on, it’s probably a little more comfortable than the car. Just leave your bags in here though, there isn’t a lot of room in the cab, we’ll get to the station and straighten everything out there.” I love trusting kids. I was even more pleased that my three newest captives were equally as beautiful as the first two. I didn’t get names, but there was another blonde, one of those tall thin girls, probably 5’8″, and she was absolutely stunning, and seeing her, it was pretty damn hard covering up my erection. A whole world of ideas flashed through my mind when I watched her climb out of the car.
There was also a brunette. She was probably only about 5’2″, maybe 5’3″, though, when I get her into some high heels, she’ll definitely look pretty hot. I couldn’t tell for sure in the dark and the uniform, but she looked like she had big tits.
The third girl was a redhead, not fiery red hair mind you, it was more soft, almost a strawberry blonde, just the way I like them. She looked to be about 5’6″, and her body looked incredible, thin, decent breasts, long legs. I’d sure got lucky, whatever school they were from produced some hot cheerleaders.
I walked the girls up to the cab and helped them up. I don’t think they even minded that I touched their asses as I got them in.
“You can see if you can get something on the radio, you might be able to get a station, the two-way is down though.” It was only down because I’d disabled it, I didn’t want to give them any ideas at all to try and call for help.
It’s amazing how fast you can get something done when you’re dick is demanding you get the girls home. I got their car up on the flatbed in record time. I brought along a cover just in case. I knew I would dump the car in the junkyard tonight, then crush it tomorrow or the next day. I was already thinking about getting Jim—my manger—out to the house to help with the girls, hell, I might even offer him one of the girls for his own.
I hopped back into the cab, I didn’t even care if they saw the bulge in my pants at that point, though I don’t think they did.
“Hey girls, I think we’re all set. I think I can get your car fixed tonight and then get you on your way.” I popped the truck into gear and started off for the shop. I couldn’t wait to get back.
“So we weren’t properly introduced. Again, my name is Pat.” The brunette was pressed so close against me I could feel the heat of her body. I ‘accidentally’ grazed her thigh as I got the big truck up to speed on the highway. The blonde spoke first.
“My name is Monique.”
“I’m Emily.” I liked the strawberry blonde already, and I loved the name.
“I’m Jayme.” Taking a look now the brunette definitely had big knockers. It was hard to keep my mind on the road when I started thinking about what I could do to those tits.
“We should be back at the shop in a couple minutes.” I’d already decided I’d take the truck and their car into the back garage, we used it for storage mostly, but it would be the best place to unload. Once I closed the door there wouldn’t be anyplace for the girls to run, which was perfect.
I pulled the rig into the garage without incident. I’d decided I’d get them out of the truck and walk them over to the tool cage, it would be a good place to hold them till I got their car dumped in the junk yard.
“Girl’s, I’m going to drop you off here for the moment, see that cage over against the wall? There is a door inside that leads to a nice lounge, that’s where Tara and Lisa are. Then I’ll get your car up on the hoist and see what’s wrong with it. Okay?”
“Sure, that sounds good. Do you think we could call our parents to tell them what’s up?”
“Yeah, that’s not a problem, though I think Tara and Lisa said they were going to tell everybody where you were when they called home. There is a phone in the lounge, so you can call if you want anyway.” I helped the girls out of the cab, copping a feel just for the hell of it, though soon enough, I knew I’d be able to do whatever I want with them.
I led the girls over to the cage, I had to undo the padlock for them, I don’t think they suspected anything at all. I was such a gentlemen, letting them all go first, I don’t think they had a clue what was up till I slammed the door shut and put the padlock back on.
“Whaaa…” Monique couldn’t even finish her cry, it was classic. I think for the first time they realized that the cage was just that, 4 walls, and a fenced in ceiling, there was no door to a lounge anywhere.
“What are you doing, let us go. Where are Tara and Lisa???” The three girls were so cute in their little cheerleading outfits, I almost just wanted to stare at them for awhile, but already I was getting sick of their screaming. Jayme had hold of the fence and was trying to rip through it, but I knew she wasn’t going to get anyplace.
“Let me take care of your car, then a little later we’ll head off to my house for a good time.” I knew it would make them scream more, but it was kind of fun. I liked making them even more scared, and I still had a lot to take care of before I could get them home for the real events I planned.
I hopped in the cab and started backing the rig out of the garage. My mind was racing. I already knew where I’d keep the girls till I got things really fixed up. I’d bought my house a number of years ago, the place was huge, and in the basement the previous owners had run a dog breeding business. There were still like 10 kennels down there, and a bunch of dog cages used for transport. I’m so glad now I’d procrastinated on getting rid of the crap. I’d been meaning to do it for years, but now, it turned out to be the perfect spot to keep them until I got the basement finished up just like I dreamed of. I think there are even some dog whips and leashes down there. I’ll probably have to do some shopping on the net for all the other toys I’d love to use on the girls, but I think I’ll have enough to keep them occupied for awhile.
I took their car out to the back part of the junkyard, really it’s not even the junkyard, it’s this fenced in area out by the trees. Nobody ever goes out there, and with the cover on, I should have a couple days easy to crush the thing.
After I dumped the car off and locked the fence up again, I drove back into the front garage and parked. I’d pulled all the girls’ crap out of their car already, I knew I’d probably have to have a good old bonfire one of these nights.
I heard Tara and Lisa screaming in the pit as I moved their stuff from under the counter.
“I’ll be right with you girls. I picked up your friends. They’re doing fine, they’re out in a cage on the back lot.”
I walked into the office and got a huge duffle bag, I dumped all the girls’ stuff in and then put it in my truck. It was going to be a tight fit in the cab, even though I had a quad cab. Hell, then I realized I might as well put the girls in the bed, I’ve got a cover, maybe the cold would get them a little more in the mood to behave when I get them home?
I went into the shop and grabbed a handful of nylon ties, they’d be good to bind the girls’ wrists with.
“Hey Tara, Lisa, it’s almost time to take you to my place.” I could hear them blubbering in the pit. It was kind of fun to make them scared. I almost couldn’t believe I was doing this, it’s not like I’d planned it or anything, but when 5 beautiful teenage cheerleaders fall into your lap so perfectly, what else can you do? Serendipity, you’ve got to love it.
I went out to my truck and laid an old sleeping bag in the bed. I had the nylon ties and I grabbed some duct tape to gag the girls’ mouths’ with. I’d already got all their possessions in the truck and hidden their car, I didn’t have to worry about security tapes or anything like that. There are some nice things about living in a small town, crime isn’t really a problem so we’d never bothered to invest in cameras, or anything like that at the shop. Well, crime was low, with the exception of me and 5 kidnapped girls now.
I put my head under the car that covered the pit. I could hear Tara and Lisa balling, they tried to beg me to let them go, but I had no desire to listen.
“Girl’s, it’s time to head home. We’re just going to have a little fun, and then everything will be all right.” I lied, but it doesn’t really matter. “I’m going to open the door to the pit, I want you, Tara, to come out first. Don’t think about doing anything stupid, just behave and everything will be all right. I want you to walk to me, I’m going to put a nylon strap around your wrists and then gag you with a bit of tape. After that, when I call for you, Lisa, I want you to come out and I’ll bind you too.” I listened to them sob, it was joy to my ears.
“Have you girls ever heard of a tazer?” I paused, letting them think about what I said.
“One of the farmers left one here at the shop a time ago, it’s for use on cattle. If you get any ideas, well, I’ll have to use it on you, and I don’t think either of you would like that.” I held the cattle prod over the pit and pushed the rubber button, a glorious blue arc of electricity shot from the points of the prod. I don’t know if I’d really have the heart to use it on one of the girls, but I think the threat was all they needed.
I went down to the pit and opened the door slowly.
“Tara, I want you to come through the door, walk towards my voice, keep your hands up behind your neck. Understand?” I could hear her sniffle out a response. I saw her shadowy figure move down the narrow hall from the pit. When she reached the stairwell I had her get to her knees. I was a little disappointed she didn’t fight more as I pulled her hands into the small of her back and zipped off one of the nylon ties, I pulled it tight, I’m sure it hurt, but I didn’t want her going anyplace. She tried to beg me to let her go before I put the tape over her mouth, but I really didn’t feel like listening. With my hand up under her elbow I moved her up the stairway and left her at the top of the steps.
“Lisa, it’s your turn. Be a good girl like Tara and everything will be all right.” I saw Lisa emerge from the pit door. My dick was aching. I thought I might cream my shorts, but I managed to get Lisa bound and gagged without making a real mess.
Once I had the two at the top of the steps it was easy. I had the truck parked just out the back door where there were no lights. I picked up each girl and tossed her onto the rolled out sleeping bag. Before closing the lid on the bed I decided to put a nylon tie around each of the girl’s ankles.
I could barely see them in the dark, but I loved the gentle, desperate mewing I heard. I shut the cover on the bed and drove into the back garage, ready to pick up my three passengers from the cage.
I was damn near ready to blow with anticipation by the time I got to the back garage. I couldn’t stop thinking about the two girls lying in the back of my truck. God they looked so cute in their little cheerleading outfits. I was having a hard time deciding which girl I was going to take first. I planned to take all of them in turn, and I hoped at least a couple were virgins still, but who knows anymore? If nothing else I’m sure none of them had been taken anally yet, and I can just imagine how tight their asses are. Oh I can’t wait to hear them scream as I force my prick up their cute little butts.
The three girls in the cage were yelling when I pulled the truck in. I didn’t even try to cover up my erection when I started toward them.
“What are you doing? What are you doing? Let us go, please!” Jayme’s scream echoed through the large back garage. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face as I moved towards them.
“Girls, girls, I know you can’t wait, but it’s only going to be a few minutes more.” I held the cattle prod up for all of them to see.
“Do you know what a cattle prod is?” I pushed the button and the spark arced from the two points.
“I want you all to get on your knees and put your hands up behind your head. I’m going to come in there and put a nylon strap around your wrists. Don’t think about doing anything heroic, otherwise you’ll get to feel this prod, and from what I’ve heard, it’s not too pleasant an experience.” I stood outside the cage waiting for the girls to put their hands up behind their heads. They were all sobbing, I loved the way their bodies shuddered. Monique was the first to obey, she hesitantly put her hands up behind her head, her gaze was locked on me the whole time. I knew then, looking into those big hazel eyes, she was going to share my bed tonight.
“Come on girls, be good like Monique and put your hands behind your head.” When I pushed the button on the prod again, the other two girls moved their hands up behind their necks.
“Good girls. Now sit still and we’ll get you home.” I failed to mention it was my home, though I think they were getting the idea now.
They were all sobbing hysterically as I unlocked the door to the cage and walked in. Even if they fought, I knew I could overpower them. I’m not the smallest guy in the world. Yeah, I’m a little out of shape, but not too bad. I’m 6’1″ and 250, I know what you’re thinking, 250, that’s more than a little out of shape? Well, put it this way, I used to be big into weightlifting, and I still put up my fair share, so it’s not like its all fat, and I know I could take all three girls if I needed to, but I didn’t think it would come to that. Not the way their bodies trembled, and not based on the volume of their cries, they sounded too desperate to put up that much of a fight.
I grabbed for Jayme’s wrists and pulled them into the small of her back, the nylon band went easily around her tiny wrists and I cinched the plastic tight.
“Pleeeaaaasseee.” She could barely stutter out the words. I tore off a piece of duct tape and sealed it over her mouth, I enjoyed the break from her cries. I rubbed her long hair and bent down to whisper in her ear.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun princess, just relax.”
I had hold of Emily’s wrists, I put the nylon band on, pulling it tight so there was no way she could get out. Her lips were trembling, and the tears streaked down her cheeks as I put the tape over her mouth.
Monique’s whole body shook as I put the plastic around her wrists. I reached around her and cupped her breasts through the cheerleading outfit, they weren’t huge, but even through the fabric I could tell they were perfectly formed, and so young and taut. I pressed my hips into her back. I could hear her whimper louder as my hard cock touched her body. I cut another piece of tape and pressed it tight over her mouth.
“It’s time for you to meet up with Tara and Lisa again, they’re in the back of the truck.” I helped Monique from her knees and started leading her out of the cage toward my truck. I let the tailgate down, then lifted up the cover on the bed. After the initial period of squinting against the lights, I loved the look of shock on Tara and Lisa’s face as they saw Monique there, the tape over her mouth and her hands bound behind her back.
“I told you I’d go pick up your friends, I’ll get Jayme and Emily in a second.” I put my hand up between Monique’s legs, I could feel the gentle bulge of her sex as I lifted her up into the bed. I helped her into position next to Lisa.
Stepping back, I loved the way the three looked laid out in the back of the truck. I wrapped a tie around Monique’s ankles so she couldn’t hope of getting away. I loved the way their bodies twitched uncontrollably in fear.
“Let me go get your friends and we’ll get out of here.” I hopped off the tailgate and went to get Jayme and Emily. They were still on their knees, their big eyes followed my every move. I helped them up and held their elbows tight, I pushed them towards the truck, my dick was about to explode. I was tempted as hell to just take one of them there, to drop those cute little panties and ram home, but even though I knew nobody would come in, I thought it wiser to get them to my house, then I could have all my fun in the privacy of my own place.
It was kind of a tight fit to get all 5 girls into the back of the bed. I’d debated whether I should put a blanket over them or let them feel the chill of the night air, in the end I decided to keep them a little warm, I tossed an old blanket over top of the three writhing girls.
I stood there looking down on them.
“Don’t worry girls, we should be home in about 10 minutes. Believe me, I can’t wait.” I couldn’t stop smiling. My brain was racing, all the things I’d ever fantasized about, now I was going to make it happen. I’d experimented a little with BDSM, I had a few girlfriends over the years that liked to be tied up, but it was all a game, they didn’t really get into it the way I’d wanted too, that was all going to change now. I had five slaves to do with as I pleased.
I shut the lid on the bed of the truck and slammed the tailgate shut. I couldn’t wait to get home.
I went through the shop one more time. I made sure that there were no sign that would make the girls’ presence known. I took a look at the pit to make sure there was nothing on the floor, or that they wrote notes on the walls. It took awhile, I thought my dick was going to explode, but I just wanted to make sure. When I finally climbed up in the cab I was dying. I couldn’t even stroke myself through my pants, I knew if I did I’d cream my shorts, and I wanted to save all my cum for my new prizes.
The ride home was terrible. I wished the miles would melt away, it felt like I was high, there was so much excitement and adrenaline running through my body I almost felt sick. When I finally pulled my truck into the garage I had to just sit there for a second, I couldn’t believe what I’d done, I’d kidnapped 5 girls, and soon, I was going to rape them all and keep them as my slaves. I should have felt guilty, but you know, I didn’t.
When I got out of the truck I thought about getting the girls right then, but instead I went into the house. My two dogs were on me the moment I got through the door. I suppose they were a little anxious, I was a couple hours late feeding them. They were good boys, two big black labs. I’d got them both as puppies, and now, at 2 and a half they each weighed over 110lbs. Spike was the alpha dog between the two, and Shadow followed along obediently wherever he went.
I didn’t bother trying to make anything up for them. I’d grilled up a couple steaks the night before for myself, I figured what the hell, I’d treat the boys to that, and then I could get my dick in Monique a lot sooner, since I’d decided on her. There was just something about her, the way she moved. There was an endearing nervousness that turned me on, I can’t explain it.
After I’d dealt with the dogs it was off to my new prizes. I loved the way the five pairs of eyes followed my every move. With their hands and legs bound I had to slide the girls out one by one from the truck. First I put Tara over my shoulder and carried her down into the basement. I could hear her trying to beg, but the tape did an effective job of muffling anything she tried to say.
I carried Tara down the stairs, and then took her off into the unfinished side of the basement. I had a good 1500 sq ft of space, I’d debated for years what to do with it, but now it was perfect, I knew I was going to build my own dungeon to keep my pets.
I set Tara down on the floor. At first I was going to put her in one of the cages, but then I decided that the girls probably needed to use the bathroom.
“Now Tara, don’t think about doing anything stupid, if you girls behave, you’ll be all right. Do you understand?” The terrified girl nodded her head.
“I’m going to put you in the bathroom and then get your friends. I’m going to untie you, be smart, don’t do anything stupid.” I cut the nylon bands on her wrists and ankles. There was a bathroom on the unfinished side of the basement, obviously the previous owners had planned to finish off the apace, but never got around to it, just like me.
I shut the door and left Tara inside. I was able to make sure she couldn’t get out by wedging the door shut. Only three more to go…
I was pretty damn tired by the time I got Jayme, Lisa and Emily into the basement. I left them all locked in the bathroom when I went to get Monique. I’m sure the later arriving girls might have liked some privacy when they used the toilet, but I wanted to get them all used to having no more rights but what I gave them.
Unlike the other girls I got Monique out of the truck and carried her into my bedroom. The dogs were barking and yelping at her as I carried her into my room, but they meant no harm. I laid Monique down on the bed and then got the dogs out. Seeing her there, bound as she was, I desperately wanted to fuck her, but I had to take care of the other girls first.
I grabbed the sleeping bag and blanket from the truck and carried it down into the basement. I was pleased to see that none of the girls had taken the tape from their mouths when I left them alone in the bathroom.
“Did you all take care of your business?” I could see the tears streaming down their cheeks.
“Come on.” I stood back and pointed the girls toward one of the kennels, they were for pretty big dogs, so they were about 6′ tall, maybe 6-7′ deep, and about 5′ wide. I knew the chain link was connected well, it could handle 150lb danes beating against it, and I knew it could handle my new pets too.
I tossed the blanket and sleeping bag into the cage in preparation for the girls.
“Go on, get in there.” I could hear them sobbing louder as they got in the cage.
“I’ll bring you down some water and something to eat in a few. You can take off the tape, though I don’t want to hear any of your bitching.” There was a part of me, something deep down that made me feel bad about taking the girls, but with the aching in my balls, I knew my guilty conscience wasn’t going to win out.
I filled a couple gallon jugs full of water, then grabbed a bunch of granola bars and some apples for the girls. I knew they’d be fine until morning. The sleeping bag and blanket were big, I knew they’d have to huddle together, but that kind of turned me on anyway.
Tara started to say something when I dropped off the food and water, but I only had to put my finger to my lip and she shut up.
“Have a good night sleep girls. I’ll check on you in the morning, then we can get to know each other a lot better.” I left one of the lights on across the way, I thought it would be a little too cruel to leave them completely in the dark. I made up a little dinner for myself and Monique. Nothing flashy, just some chicken and a salad, though I am a pretty damn good cook this was something just to tide us over.
Monique started whimpering when I walked in the door. I set the tray of food next to her on the bed, but I wasn’t going to release her hands just yet. I lay next to her, I got close, I could feel her try to wiggle away, but there wasn’t much she could do.
“So, are you hungry?” I could see her nod ever so slightly, her eyes were wide and locked on me. I ripped the tape from her mouth, she wailed out when I did, twisting her head side to side from the pain. She started to say something, but I silenced her immediately.
“You will do as I say, without hesitation. You won’t speak unless I tell you to, and you won’t do anything unless I tell you to. If you behave, I’ll treat you well.” She started to cry as I grabbed her breast, I softly massaged her mound through the fabric.
“Do you want something to eat?” She nodded. I grabbed a couple pillows and propped her up.
I took a forkful of salad and brought it to her lips, I gave her a bite, then one to myself. “When I have you trained, you’ll feed me.” I gave her a shot of juice, she drank it down greedily.
I enjoyed having control over her, even if it was just feeding her. I slid my hand up under her short skirt and ran my fingers over the bulge of her pussy. I didn’t slide my hand inside her clothes, not yet at least. I knew that after I fed her I wanted to make her strip for me. I’d already formulated at least some of my plan. I loved the way I could feel her muscles tense as I moved my hand over her skin.
When we’d finished the salad, I rolled Monique over onto her belly. I cut the straps from her wrists and ankles, though she didn’t try to even move when she was free.
“Get up, go use the bathroom, you’ve got 20 minutes. Don’t think about doing anything stupid, got it?” I grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and lifted her head up so she was looking me in the eyes.
Understand?” Terrified she nodded.
“Good, get into the bathroom, make yourself look good.” It didn’t matter, she was naturally beautiful, and the fear, that was what had me so horny I couldn’t even stand it.
The time seemed to pass so slow, I stared at the clock for about five minutes, but it felt like time was moving backwards. Finally I started cleaning up the place, I locked the phone in the end table, and hid away anything that my new pet could use to escape. I still had a lot of work before I could do the things I wanted to with my slaves in the house, but I’d have fun tonight, that’s for sure.
I could hear her crying when I knocked at the bathroom door.
“Time to earn your keep baby.” It was a little crude to say, but I was desperate, I couldn’t wait anymore. I opened the door, Monique was cowering in the corner of the bathroom.
I’d already taken the liberty of stripping, and I loved the way her eyes focused on my prominent erection.
“Get out here slut.” I motioned her toward me with my finger. The girl’s whole body shuddered as she got to her feet. I thought she’d collapse to the ground the way her knees buckled.
I sat on the edge of the bed and took in the glorious sight of my new pet. I pointed to the floor in front of me.
“Strip for me cunt.” Monique’s hands shook so bad I didn’t know if she’d be able to manage the act of stripping, but I was going to eat up her struggles.
“Pllleeeeasssse Mister.” I think she was surprised how fast I moved, I was up and slapped her hard across the face before she even knew what happened. I grabbed a handful of her beautiful blonde hair and arched her head back so I loomed over her.
“I said strip for me slut. Don’t ever talk back to me. If you don’t strip, I’ll do it for you, and I’ll tell you this, you’ll wish you’d obeyed me.” I let go of her hair and sat back on the edge of the bed. My heart was beating so fast, the adrenaline was flooding through my bloodstream. I can’t explain the feeling, but I loved it. My prick throbbed in pure excitement.
Monique was crying as she started pulling down the zipper on her little cheerleading vest. What makeup she had left streaked down her cheeks. Part of me wished I had a camera set up, but the truth is I don’t think I’d ever forget the image of her there.
Monique twisted her body out of the little vest. She pulled her skin tight shirt out of the band of her waist. I could tell she had nice breasts, nothing huge, but definitely nice, and firm.
Her stomach rippled in convulsions as she lifted the shirt up over her head. She tried to cross her arms over her sports bra, but I could already tell by what I saw, that I was going to have a great time with this girl.
I needed only to point at her little skirt to get her moving again after she’d hesitated, she undid the clasp and let the fabric fall around her ankles, leaving her standing there in her little blue outer panties.
“Come on, get it off!” Monique tried to delay all she could, but even she knew it was inevitable. She slid the outer panties over her hips till she was standing there in only her bra, and her cute sport panties.
I shifted my body as if I was going to stand, Monique yelped and jumped back a few inches. Before I had to say anything, she started lifting her bra over her head. She tried to hold it over her chest for an instant, but then thought better of it and let it fall to the floor.
I couldn’t help but smile, I’m sure it made her all the more nervous, but I didn’t care, I just knew I needed my cock in her mouth before I shot my load on the floor.
Monique’s hands trembled so bad I didn’t think she’d be able to get her panties to the floor, but she inched it down her thighs. When I saw her smooth, shaved mound I was in heaven. She jerked away as I got to my feet and moved toward her.
“On your knees!” I grabbed her by the neck and forced her to the floor. “Suck my dick slut!” I forced the head of my cock to her lips. I grabbed a clump of her hair in my hands and twisted till she screamed. “I said suck my cock cunt!”
I almost blew as I forced my prick in between her tight moist lips. I heard her gag as I forced all 8″ of my dick down her throat. I felt her tongue moving over the bottom of my shaft involuntarily as she struggled for breath. I clamped my hands on the back of her head and held her on me till I thought she was going to pass out.
I only pulled out for an instant, long enough for her to gasp for breath before I slammed my hips forward and made her swallow me again. I knew I wasn’t going to last long, but I wanted to get a couple good thrusts in before I blew in her mouth. I felt her hands at my hips trying to push me away, but with the urgency I felt to cum, nothing was going to keep me from having my prick deep in her sweet little mouth.
I felt it deep in my loins. I’ve never felt my balls contract like that. I felt the cum shoot from my dick, and it kept coming, my balls pulsed and shot a huge load deep in Monique’s throat. I could hear her gagging as I held the back of her head tight, forcing her to take my whole length in her mouth. I didn’t think it would ever stop, my balls jerked and squeezed more cum out, I bellowed out in a primal roar. I kept cumming so much it hurt.
After what seemed like an eternity I knew I’d spent my load. I looked down at my new prize as I eased my rampant cock from her mouth. I could see the cum seeping around her lips, and she started to cough up my seed.
“Swallow it slut, swallow it!” I arched her head back as she gasped for breath. “Swallow it down cunt!” I saw her big hazel eyes looking up at me, pleading, begging me to stop, but there was something animal in my need to see her drink all my sperm down.
I let go of Monique’s hair and let her collapse to the floor after she’d desperately swallowed all my cum. She lay in a heap sobbing as I went to the bathroom to get a drink of water. My balls still tingled.
Monique was still lying on the floor, in the midst of her cute little outfit, when I came back into the bedroom. I had to lift her off the ground and onto the bed.
“Get on your knees!” Monique pushed her ass into the air and got to her knees. I grabbed for her wrists and pulled them back to her ankles, spreading her legs wider I duct taped her wrists to her ankles, her face was forced down into the mattress. I pulled off her shoes and socks and left her like that. I loved the way her hair cascaded over her head and spread out on the bed.
I laid down on the bed next to Monique’s head, she turned to face me, I could see the tears streaming down her cheeks. I pushed the hair out of her face.
“How’d you like that slut? Have you ever given a blow job before?” I saw her nod in abject humiliation. “Tell me, do you like the taste of cum?” I watched her close her eyes and stutter out the word no.
“Well, you’d better get used to it.” I reached up under her body and pinched her nipple between my fingers.
“Have you ever had vaginal sex Monique?” When I heard her sobbing I knew the answer was no, and she knew I was going to pop her cherry soon.
“How about masturbation?” I didn’t hear her response, but I didn’t much care.
“Well, I’m going to make you cum Monique, you’ve been a good girl.” I got up from the bed and walked to my dresser. I’ve always loved seeing women orgasm, so one of the toys I’d picked up over the years was a Magic Wand vibrator.
Monique did what she could to watch me after I plugged in the vibrator. I had the G-Spot attachment too, but I didn’t think I’d need it, not tonight at least.
I heard her whimpering when I flipped the switch and the vibrator started going. I heard her squeak as I pressed the head of the vibrator into the folds of her sex.
“How do you like that?” I saw Monique’s legs start to shudder as I moved the head of the vibrator up and down over her sex, her whole body convulsed when I touched the vibrator to her clit.
“Please…stop…please…” I didn’t listen to her words, I pressed the head against her clit and gently spread her labia with my fingers. I moved my fingers over her sensitive flesh, I could already feel the moisture spreading from her pussy.
I flipped the switch on the vibrator to high and pushed it harder against Monique’s clit, I could hear her cries growing louder.
“That’s it slut.” I got between her legs and let my tongue dart into her sex. I licked her, spreading her young flesh wide, tasting the pink as I held the vibrator to her clit.
Monique’s legs started to shake, I could see her tits jiggling. I loved the mixture of want, and disgust in her movements. I could see her hips gyrating, pushing back onto my tongue, rubbing against the vibrator’s head as she cried out, begging me to stop.
I forced a finger into her pussy, not deep, just enough to tease her body.
“That’s it cunt, fuck me, fuck my finger.” I could hear her start to pant, her nipples were hard and I pushed the head of the vibrator against her breast, she involuntarily groaned.
I slid my finger from Monique’s snatch, it was wet with her juices. I forced my mouth over her pussy and started delving my tongue into her body and over her clit.
I could hear her moaning louder. With my hands free I reached up under her body and grasped her breasts, I twisted and molded her flesh in my hands, driving her on.
“That’s it slut, cum for me!” I sucked on her clit, nibbling on the hard little bud with my teeth. I could feel her hips moving, I knew she was about to cum. I swabbed my tongue over her labia, pushing her to the edge, I wanted to hear her scream out.
“STOP, STOP, Please, stop!!!” I could hear the desperation in her voice, but that only drove me on further. I could hear her panting, her cries were like the screech of an animal, the muscles of her thighs convulsed as she arched her head up and screamed.
I bit down on her clit, not hard enough to do damage, but enough so she could feel it.
“Cum for me slut, cum for me!” Monique wailed, her whole body trembled, I could see her leg muscles spasming…
I didn’t even wait for her body to stop reacting. I pushed the vibrator against her clit again.
“God no, please, please, stop, please!!!” I know her pleas were sincere, but I wanted to make her cum again.
“Come on slut, I’m going to make you cum again.” I milked Monique’s breast, squeezing it like an udder as I moved the vibrator up and down over her labia. Her nipples were hard, and I loved the way they felt as I pinched them, making her scream in pain.
“Cum for me cunt.” I let go of her tit and forced my finger into her pussy, not deep, but enough to make her moan. Her body was covered in a sheen of perspiration, it was gorgeous. I loved the way her tight little pussy throbbed under my touch, contracting, squeezing me. The vibrator buzzed against her clit and I knew she was about to cum again.
With my finger in her pussy and the vibrator on her clit I moved my tongue over her engorged labia. She tried to jerk away but there was nothing she could do. I could hear her panting, gasping for breath as she was about to orgasm again.
“Please, please, please…” I drove my tongue between her labia while I pinched her clit hard. I still had the vibrator forced against her body.
I’ve never seen a girl’s body react like hers did to an orgasm, Monique screamed as her legs bucked, I thought she’d fall off the bed the way they contracted so hard. I could hear the duct tape making little cracking sounds as every muscle in her body convulsed.
“That’s it slut, cum for me, cum for me!” I ran the vibrator up and down over the length of her sex, with particular attention to her clit. She screamed like mad, I could tell there was a part, deep down, that liked it.
Monique was still moaning when I got off the bed, I hurried to the closet and pulled out a leather belt. It was an old and well worn belt, but I knew it would do the job. It was a good inch and a half wide and I doubled it over so I’d have better control.
I don’t even know if Monique saw me approaching, her body was writhing, I could see her forcing her chest down, rubbing her nipples against the bed spread. I don’t know if she even heard the swish through the air, but I know she felt it when the leather struck her engorged labia. I would have loved to see her eyes go wide when she felt the bite of the belt, but I was too busy bringing it down again, almost in the exact spot as before. I heard her high pitched scream echo through the room as I kept bringing the belt down on her body, I didn’t want to whip her too much, I just wanted Monique to feel the bite of the leather on her hypersensitive flesh. The sound of the belt on her skin was pushing me over the edge, I wanted to beat her more with the belt, but I couldn’t hold out much longer.
I rolled Monique over onto her back. The way her wrists were taped to her ankles it spread her legs nicely. I brought the belt down on her tits a few times, I caught her hard little clit dead on with the belt, raising desperate screams.
I tossed the belt aside and climbed on Monique’s body, my dick was hard and I was ready to blow again. She was still wailing in pain from the belt when I slammed my prick into her virgin cunt. I could feel her stomach muscles contract under mine. I drove my dick all the way inside her, till I felt my balls slap against her ass. I loved the way I could feel her thighs against my hips. I grabbed for her hair and clamped my mouth down on hers. There was nothing she could do, I slammed into her again and again, I couldn’t help it, I wanted to hurt her as I fucked her. I knew she’d remember her first time forever.
I knew I was about to cum so I buried my prick full in her pussy. I felt the sperm flood her, my balls contracted, it was almost painful as I pumped her full of my cum, though I can’t tell you how good it felt. I could feel her breasts crushed against my chest, I could feel her body shudder as she sobbed.
I don’t know how long I laid there on top of her, my dick still hard and buried in the soft warmth of her pussy. I whispered into her ear.
“God you’ve got some kind of tight pussy. We’re going to have a good time.” I rolled off Monique. I ran my hand over her belly, and over her pussy, my semen dribbled out of her little cunt. Her hair was disheveled, her body was covered in sweat, makeup was streaked over her face, and I could still see her little pussy throbbing and twitching. The red marks where I’d laid the belt down on her tits were still visible.
With a knife and cut Monique’s wrists and ankles free. Her legs flopped down on the bed, splayed wide.
I ran my fingers over her swollen sex, I could hear her moan as I slid my finger into her pussy.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun babe. I’m going to fuck that pussy of yours everyday, and I’m going to make you masturbate for me, I love seeing you cum.” I couldn’t wait to get on the net and drop a couple thousand dollars on sex toys and bondage gear, but I’d wait till the next day for that.
“Get up, go into the bathroom, clean up, take a shower if you want, then we’ll go to bed.” I ran my hand over the inside of her thighs. “Do you want anything more to eat, or drink?” She seemed to disenheartened to react much, but I saw her nod softly no.
“Go, get in the bathroom!” I loved the way she moved. Even with the pain and humiliation she felt, she had a certain grace in her movements. She had the most beautiful legs, long, thin, gorgeous!
I went down and got a glass of water and some snacks, I needed to take care of my girl. When I got back up into my room, I could hear the shower running, I was pretty sure I could hear her crying.
I felt a little tingle in my balls when thought about the girls down in the basement. I wondered if any of them had got to sleep yet? Really, it didn’t matter, the longer they stayed up, the more ready they were going to be when I started in on them. I still couldn’t believe it was all happening. When I woke up this morning, I never would have thought, hell, dreamed, that these 5 gorgeous teens would enter my life.
I heard the shower stop running, I couldn’t wait for my girl to get out of the bathroom. I didn’t have any more plans for her tonight, just to get some sleep, but I couldn’t wait to get her in the bed next to me.
After about 5 minutes I started to get impatient.
“Hey slut, hurry up, get your ass out here!” I heard her sob just a little louder, then I heard the door open. I was already on the bed, I had the sheets pulled back waiting for her.
“God you’re a beautiful little whore.” Monique had her hands crossed over her chest, and the palm of her hand trying to cover up her sex.
“No slut, arms at your side, never try to cover yourself from me, do you understand?” She nodded, a resigned, hopeless nod. Her hair was still wet from the shower, her nipples were hard and her breasts were absolutely gorgeous.
“Come here, get in bed.” I motioned her over to me.
“Please…” I put my finger to my lip and she went silent. Instinctively she tried to cover herself again, but then I could tell she remembered and dropped her hands to her sides.
“Good girl.” She sat on the edge of the bed. I grabbed for her elbow and pulled her onto the bed. She yelped as I twisted her arm, but I got her on her back.
“Give me your wrists!” She looked up to me with her wide hazel eyes.
“Relax I just need to tie your wrists and ankles, then we can go to bed.” I took her wrists in my hand, I could easily hold them in one palm, I looped rope around one wrist, then pulled it around her other wrist, snugging them together so she couldn’t get away. I didn’t pull it too tight, just enough so it wouldn’t come lose.
“Pick up your legs…” I could have crawled to the foot of the bed, but I wanted to see how flexible she was. Monique kicked up her legs until they were perpendicular to her body, I grabbed the back of her thighs and forced her legs down till her knees touched her breasts.
“Hold your legs like that.” I looped more rope around her ankles till I knew she wouldn’t be able to work it free.
“You can put them down.” I lay down next to her, I could feel Monique try to move away.
“Don’t move away from me, ever, I own you now. Let’s get some sleep.” I pulled the covers up over top of us. I could feel her body shaking as I put my arm over top of her breasts. I whispered in her ear.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun together Monique, just behave, and I’ll treat you right.” I flipped the lights off and closed my eyes resting my head on her shoulder. I could feel her heart beating, I knew she was uncomfortable with me holding her, but I didn’t care. My mind was filled with all the things I needed to do. I needed to get the house in order and ready for my new cadre of slaves. I couldn’t wait to get online and buy all the toys I was going to need. I could feel my dick getting hard and bulging against Monique’s thigh as I faded off to sleep easily.
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