Carson Street Bully
Author's Note: All characters depicted in the following story are of the legal age of eighteen, or older. I have received mixed responses to previous entries and so I will see how this goes before deciding whether I will be adding more chapters. Your feedback and votes will be key.
Crystal stepped out of her mom's apartment and leaned against the railing of the second-story walkway, looking over the parking lot below and a field of green grass beyond. Past the grass, perhaps two hundred yards beyond, was a thicket of trees and brush, and after that, a narrow but fast-flowing stream.
She was due to continue her high school education in two weeks. The school was a short walk away in the opposite direction, which was one reason why her mom had chosen this apartment complex, Regal Apartments, to live in. Brushing a few errant strands of blonde hair back behind one ear as a gust of wind kicked up, her deep blue eyes gazed around.
Casually dressed in jean shorts she'd made herself, cutting the legs off of a pair that had become too short, she'd also cut rough gashes into the thick fabric that exposed slices of skin beneath. Being a rebellious teenager, a phase most her age had gone or were still going through, the shorts were extremely short, flashing as much of her slender, shapely legs as she dared, the gashes exposing even more, even the color of the pink panties she had on underneath.
The light pink t-shirt she had on was skin-tight and clung to her hand-sized breasts, emphasizing them, the shape of her nipples showing through. It was short and exposed a strip of her flat tummy, revealing a shiny gold belly-button ring she'd gotten from her mom as a birthday present on her sixteenth birthday.
Crystal never knew her dad, she thought, as she leaned against the railing, scanning the area, trying to become familiar with her new environment. All she knew was a steady stream of boyfriends, some kind, some losers, the latest being the latter, which was why they were here in the first place. He was hooked on drugs and kept stealing money, getting them evicted.
Her mom wanted a fresh start, and this was it. Crystal wanted a fresh start too, which she'd get once she graduated and started a life of her own, and it sure as heck wouldn't be here. She wasn't sure why she hated this place so much, but she did. Maybe it was the move she resented, leaving all of her friends at a critical juncture of her life. Going back to school, not knowing anyone, this really sucked.
"Hey," a female voice called out.
It came from directly below and so Crystal leaned further over to discover who was talking. There was a girl below, around her own age, with short brown hair and kind brown eyes.
"Hey," she answered back.
"I saw you moving in."
Crystal replied, "Yeah, we just did."
"Where from?"
"Canton. You from here?"
The girl below scrunched her nose. "Yeah. I'm Melanie."
"Crystal."
When another voice could be heard faintly calling, Melanie glanced away before looking back up. "I have to go. See you around."
"Okay, Melanie. Nice meeting you."
A few minutes later, having nothing else to do on a warm weekday morning while her mom was at work, Crystal walked across the concrete walkway before turning a corner into a breezeway where a steel-framed set of cracked concrete steps were located. Once on ground level she walked into a courtyard at the center of the apartments, where a grassy area surrounded a chain link fence, which in turn surrounded a small concrete patio outlining a kidney-shaped pool.
As the sun glinted off the surface of the water it looked quite nice, making her want to trade her shirt and shorts for a bikini, but posted on the gate which provided access to the pool was a sign that simply stated, "Temporarily closed."
"Who are you?" a female voice asked.
Turning around, Crystal saw a tall, slender redhead about her own age. Her long, shiny rust-colored hair was tied back into a ponytail. Although wearing shorts and a t-shirt, as they all were, Crystal found the girl to be very intimidating for reasons she could not explain. Perhaps it was how she composed herself, or her accompanying entourage, who appeared a little nervous in the redhead's presence. Standing behind her was Melanie, who was the shortest of the group. The third girl had blonde hair like herself.
"Crystal," she answered, "we just moved in."
"You can call me Mistress Brenda."
Crystal's brow furled and nose wrinkled in confusion at that. "Mistress Brenda?"
The redhead advanced, her body pressing against Crystal's, her eyes looking down several inches at her. "You have a problem with that?"
Crystal couldn't help but feel inferior in a threatening way and immediately backed down. Why her nipples swelled at that particular moment she could not be sure, but when they did, they poked out from her boobs and noticeably pressed against Mistress Brenda's upper abdomen a few inches beneath her boobs. A tingle ran down Crystal's spine, making her tummy feel weird.
"No, I'm sorry Mistress Brenda, nice to meet you," Crystal nervously stammered.
"You're scared," the redhead announced with a chuckle for all to hear as she turned around to face the others. Wrapping her right arm around Crystal's neck, squeezing hard, almost to the point of choking her, Mistress Brenda reached her left hand down and harshly gripped Crystal's left nipple through the shirt. "Look everybody, she's scared stiff!"
As the others broke out into less than spontaneous laughter, sounding relieved that their Mistress had found someone else to terrorize for once, the fingers twisted Crystal's nipple harder. When Crystal tried to recoil from the sharp sting of pain the Mistress was inflicting on her, she was rewarded by a rough tug that pulled her back against the redhead.
"You back down from your Mistress, but you never back away. Do we understand each other?"
Crystal was on the verge of tears from the stings that jolted her aching nipple and so all she could manage was an adamant nodding, just as a couple of tears ran down her cheeks. This seemed to please Mistress Brenda, who smiled victoriously as she was on the verge of adding another to her conquests.
"You're hanging out with us today, you're one of mine now," she told Crystal in no uncertain terms, the stern glare on her face making it quite clear that any effort to remove herself from the little clique would be a huge mistake. "Now get down on your knees and beg me to let go of this. And if you don't do exactly as I say, I'll rip this thing off!"
As a terrorized expression appeared on Melanie's face, the brunette spoke up. "You have to. We all have to do whatever Mistress Brenda tells us. It's best for everyone this way. You have no idea the things she can do, and none of them are nice."
"You better listen to your new friend, she's giving you some very good advice," the redhead added.
Mistress Brenda liked to see her new slave crying and so, as if to emphasize everything that had been said, she twisted once again, harder than the other times. This sent Crystal over the edge and that final jolt of pain, much more severe this time, had her crying. Wincing from the discomfort, tears readily streaming down her now-reddened face, she gathered her breath to beg.
"Please, Mistress Brenda, I beg you to please let me go," the new girl pleaded with the taller of the group, her nipple aching quite badly.
She backed off but still kept a tight hold of it, allowing Crystal a moment to catch her breath, the worst of the stinging quickly subsiding.
Gloating, the Mistress looked and asked, "What will you do if I let it go?"
"Anything," Crystal quickly promised, sensing that anything less would be unacceptable to her.
"Then stand up, we're going to take ourselves a walk."
The threesome trailed behind their Mistress as she led them across the parking lot, the ankle-length field of grass, and towards the thicket of trees and bushes she'd seen earlier while standing on the second floor walkway just outside the apartment. Crystal didn't dare try and say a word as she shared intermittent glances at Melanie, her eyes questioning as her stomach knotted with nervous fear. What was about to happen to her?
Melanie was biting down on her lower lip, scared for not only herself but especially for Crystal. She knew why they were going into the woods, but couldn't stop it. All of them had to do this at the beginning, whether they liked it or not. And this new girl wasn't any different.
"You both hold onto her hands, I don't want her chickening out at the last second and try running away, because then it would be really bad for her," the redhead called out over one shoulder.
A second later Crystal felt soft hands tightly gripping hers, causing her fear to spike. It was as if a giant hand was holding her chest and squeezing hard, making her chest tighten and making it difficult to breathe. It now came in ragged gasps as her mind imagined the worst of the possible outcomes.
"Please don't do this, Melanie, don't make me go into the woods, I'm so afraid," Crystal pleaded, more tears streaming down her cheeks.
"She won't hurt you, it's not like that. We all did this too, it's like an initiation, don't be scared," Melanie tried to comfort her new friend.
Mistress Brenda could hear the whispers, although not what was being said. She didn't have to, because she already knew, and it caused the smirk on her face to widen into an evil grin. Her slave Melanie was doing exactly as she'd been told to do.
"You have to do what she tells you, even though you won't want to do it," Melanie continued. "I made the mistake of refusing. She had two other girls hold me down as the Mistress stripped me. Once I was naked I was bent down and she whipped my ass with a switch until I eventually gave in. Not only did I end up doing what she asked me to, but my ass burned like hell for over a week.
"And as punishment she made me lift up my shirt so she could pull on my nipples just like she did yours, only on both of them at once, and three times a day for a week. It was terrible. Every part of me seemed to hurt so badly. You can save yourself a lot of misery if you just do what she says. Believe me, even though you don't want to, you should."
Crystal swallowed down her fear, trying to find the courage she was lacking -- to mentally prepare herself for whatever it was that would be required of her. And she was realizing that whatever it was would not be easy to provide, but it was something she could not shy away from, either. What seemed like a short walk had never taken so long, and she was gripped by a fear the likes of which she had never before experienced. Her legs were weak, her entire body trembling.
"I can't do this," Crystal decided, her rising fear now too great to suppress.
Mistress Brenda heard this, a mad scowl replacing the prideful grin, and she turned her anger towards her newest slave. The other two knew what to do and they kicked behind Crystal's knees, forcing her to drop to down on the grass not far from the woods.
"Maybe you'll think twice about running if I take this," Mistress Brenda decided, plunging a hand down the right front pocket of her shorts, extracting the apartment key. "And this, too," she added, nodding to the others, watching in great delight as they carefully extracted the top without losing their grip on Crystal's wrists.
Topless, chest heaving with every labored breath, Crystal was coming to grips with the knowledge that whatever was about to happen, would, regardless of her reluctance.
"You've earned yourself a daily punishment of this for a week," the wicked redhead decided, gripping the naked nipples, one in each hand, twisting meanly.
As Crystal's sweet face contorted with pain as sharp, stinging jolts assaulted her, all she could do was to cry. This seemed to please the Mistress, and so she cried harder until the punishment finally ended.
"You'll get your ass whipped next if you disobey me," the redhead barked. "Ask Melanie, it isn't pleasant. Obey your Mistress and I may show some leniency."
"Y-Y-Yes, my Mistress," Crystal managed to respond. "Thank you for being so kind."
Grabbing her blonde hair, forcing her to look up and meet her intense eyes, the Mistress warned her, "Don't make me regret it."
After a brief time, holding the apartment key and realizing Crystal wasn't exhibiting the usual signs of distress, the Mistress acted. "Candy, go and make sure her apartment door is locked, I'm thinking not. Don't fail me, slave. And be quick."
"No!" Crystal cried out.
But her new Mistress was expecting this, striking her sharply across the face, wrestling her to the ground, and sitting on top of her slender waist.
"You're in for some real punishment now!" the redhead told Crystal. "Better hope Candy gets back quick!"
With an evil scowl on her face as she glared down into Crystal's blue eyes, the redhead leaned down, mouth opening, teeth bared. Crystal was helpless as she turned her head to see where Candy was, sprinting across the grass, nearing the parking lot. This was when Crystal felt warm lips on a perky breast, licking the flesh tenderly, causing the nipple to flare larger. And then the Mistress struck, her teeth biting, gnawing on the already-aching, swollen tip.
"I'm sorry, please don't hurt me," Crystal heard herself crying out, the pain once again returning. "I'll-I'll-I'll... be your slave, like the others," she finally gave in, surrendering herself.
This seemed to please the Mistress, whose rough treatment turned gentle, suddenly using only her lips and tongue to torment the erect peak. As the sting of her misery dissipated, Crystal felt a tingling deep in her abdomen. The Mistress applied her hands to Crystal's boobs, kneading both of them lovingly.
Once the sound of a door closing in the distance could be heard, the Mistress turned her attention to the other nipple, giving it equally stimulating treatment. As much as Crystal despised how she was being touched by another girl, it was much better than the cruelty earlier endured, and so she thankfully allowed it, as if she had any other choice.
When the sounds of running feet could be heard, when Candy was close to returning, the Mistress pulled her mouth away from the nipple she was sucking on. Leaning up, looking directly into Crystal's eyes, the redhead smiling.
"I like you already," the Mistress admitted before kissing Crystal's soft, full lips.
Crystal was surprised by the kiss, even more-so when the Mistress's tongue pushed inside, briefly entwining with hers. She was too frightened to resist, already aware of the misery that would bring, and so the two tongue-kissed on the grass until Candy was back.
"It's locked, Mistress Brenda," an out-of-breath voice reported.
Breaking the kiss, returning to her feet, the Mistress appeared satisfied. "Very good, Candy. You two help her up and keep a hold of her hands. She might still yet try and run."
Crystal got up and allowed Melanie and Candy to clasp her wrists. As the woods loomed closer her stomach knotted tighter, heart racing, her breathing turning ragged once again. But as much as Crystal wanted to run, run far away, she knew better than to make any attempt, knowing it would only bring more pain.
"What's going to happen?" Crystal urgently whispered to her only hope, Melanie, as they pushed past the bushes and under a tree limb.
But Melanie would no longer answer, for the moment would soon be at hand.
They entered a small clearing, the size of a large living room, in the middle of the trees. One lone tree in the middle had been felled, likely by lightning given the jagged break at a waist-high level, and the horizontal trunk was the diameter of a telephone pole. Crystal swallowed hard as she recalled Melanie's story of being bent over and whipped on her ass until she gave in, easily imagining herself being bent over the trunk.
"You told me you'll be my slave," Mistress Brenda said as she looked at Crystal. "Prove yourself. Take off your shorts and panties. Get naked for me."
Crystal nervously glanced over at Melanie, who simply nodded, the fear evident in her brown eyes.
With her heart racing, Melanie's story of painful abuse in her mind, and her earlier promise to be Mistress Brenda's slave weighing heavily on her mind, Crystal did as she was told. Her hands were shaking as she pulled the button open, tugged the zipper down, and pushed both the shorts and panties at once down her shapely legs. After stepping out of them Crystal waited for what was next to be demanded of her.
"Go over to you new friend, Melanie," the Mistress commanded.
Looking distraught, Melanie glanced at the redhead, asking, "Why me, Mistress? Why not Candy, she's newer!"
The Mistress turned her glare on the brunette. "Because you never told me Crystal had moved in, that's why. You should've told me, but you didn't. Go, slave, and do as I say."
Forcing a weak smile to her lips, she approached her new friend. Crystal was confused as to what was going on, noticing the apprehensive expression on Melanie's face.
"Take Melanie's clothes off," Mistress Brenda demanded of her new slave as she pulled a smart phone out of one pocket of her shorts, activating the device's camera.
Crystal looked over at her Mistress apprehensively but knew better than to question or refuse. Closing the distance, gripping the bottom of Melanie's t-shirt, watching as Melanie extended her arms, Crystal pulled the top off.
Crystal had never seen another girl before, at least not up close like this, not to where she was actually looking. Melanie's boobs were about the same size as her own, maybe a little smaller, and firm. The light pink nipples were as stiff as diamonds.
"She was naughty for not telling me you moved in," the Mistress spoke up. "Take a nipple into your mouth and suck on it. Use your teeth, make it hurt like I hurt yours, or I'll hurt yours even more than I have already."
At first looking over at her Mistress as she delivered her command, and then fleetingly into Melanie's eyes, Crystal bent down, placing her hands on Melanie's shoulders, before sucking a swollen pink tip into her mouth. She wasn't sure how hard to bite, and was certainly unwilling to hurt her friend too much. Gentle at first, Melanie's hands raised up, her fingers sifting through Crystal's blonde mane.
Crystal could feel the areola getting puffy, goose-bumps rising from the tight, round ring. And then the nipple shaft itself extended before tightly beading, throbbing against her lips and tongue, her young body trembling slightly from the intimate contact. Knowing she could not be nice for too long, Crystal next started biting, trying to determine the strength at which was appropriate. Melanie's flinching movements and soft cries were the feedback she was looking for.
"Not even your new friend is all that friendly, now is she?" Mistress Brenda taunted Melanie, enjoying watching the expressions of stinging pain appearing on her otherwise pretty face. "Not when I tell her not to be." After about a minute had elapsed she told Crystal, "Okay, the other one."
Shifting her attention to the other nipple, which was already hard, the round pink areola already puffy and roughened by the goose-bumps, Crystal repeated then treatment using at first gentle applications of her lips and tongue. Afterwards these were followed up with her pain-inducing bites.
Either thinking Melanie had had enough, or more likely growing bored of seeing this, the Mistress barked, "Take her shorts and panties off. I want her nude for what's next."
Crystal became nervous again, her fingers trembling as she undid the button and lowered the zipper, before removing the last articles of clothing from her friend's body.
"Sit on the tree trunk, Melanie, and spread those legs wide. You already know what comes next," the redhead said, a smile widening on her lips in anticipation.
Crystal glanced over at her new Mistress in confusion, not understanding at all what was going on here. As Melanie complied, sitting, widening her thighs, the redhead smiled at her new slave, thinking that she had much to learn.
"Kneel between her legs and you'll soon understand what I'll be requiring you to do next," the Mistress told Crystal, who now knew better than to question, complain, or refuse, and so she did.
Moving closer, the Mistress stood behind Melanie with the smart phone camera still capturing the intimate footage in a video clip. It was a video clip that was clearly recording a naked Crystal with her face just inches away from Melanie's exposed pussy. The intent was plainly obvious.
"You can get on my good side by guessing what I want you to do next," the Mistress announced. "Don't make me tell you, and don't you dare refuse."
Crystal's eyes gazed at the close-up view of her friend's pussy, which lacked hair of any kind and so all was visible. The outer lips, puffy, were smooth. Peeking out, ever so slightly, were the inner folds. Without waiting for the Mistress to direct her, Crystal hesitantly placed the flat of her tongue at the bottom of the outer lips and licked upward, repeating the licking motion several more times.
"You ass is mine for life now, slave, just like all of the others," Mistress Brenda announced with a mocking laugh. "If you ever disobey me, the whole world will see you licking another girl's pussy. Okay, switch, just to make sure, in case you might still think you can ever escape from me."
Stunned, unsure what to do, Melanie guided Crystal onto the trunk, pressing her legs open, and it was Crystal's pussy that was being licked. The dazed teen found the heat in her loins growing, and with it the tingling of arousal. Her pussy seemed to become hyper-sensitive, each long lick of Melanie's wet, warm tongue making her legs quiver and her sore nipples stiffen.
This is not supposed to happen, not with another girl, kept rumbling through her racing mind, overwhelmed by all that was happening on what had started out as a boring, routine morning.
Crystal jumped when the flat of Melanie's tongue was pressed against the bottom of her pussy lips, not far from her anus, which was also, oddly, pulsing. And then it was drawn upward, slowly, sending spiraling shivers through her pussy, her lower abdomen, up her spine, before reinforcing the rigidity of her already-swollen nipples. She couldn't suppress a moan when it escaped her lips, drawing the attention of their Mistress.
"Don't stop, Melanie," the Mistress commanded. "I think she might cum. Imagine that. I'd love to have that on video." And then, motioning to Candy, she encouraged the younger blonde to join in. "You too, Candy, make it a threesome. Maybe I can even sell this. Suck on Crystal's nipples."
Candy looked hesitant, until Mistress Brenda's glare spurred her into action. The blonde, styled hair bouncing, entered into the erotic fray, her sweet lips attaching to a nipple and immediately commenced to licking, sucking. Soon Crystal was moaning louder, body shuddering, as she felt the rise of a climax building. The heat and tingling sensations were surging through her nude, wriggling form.
Mistress Brenda watched with interest at the threesome, capturing it on video while also monitoring the rising excitement of her newest slave, still uncertain as to her loyalty. She waited, observed, noting the rapid rising of her bare chest as her breathing grew labored, the noticeable quivering of her thighs as Melanie kept licking her, now grimacing as Crystal's tangy juice flowed to the point where it leaked from the slit.
When Crystal's orgasm appeared imminent the Mistress grabbed Melanie's brown hair and roughly jerked her away, a finger replacing Melanie's tongue.
"You'll cum when I say you can," the redhead announced to the quivering blonde. "Beg me to take you there, and tell me what you'll give me if I do."
Crystal, who had been on the verge of climax, was a shuddering mess. "Please, my Mistress, allow me this pleasure. I have already vowed to be you slave, to do anything you ask. What more can I promise?"
Mistress Brenda looked down at her new slave. "Vow to me now to keep the promises you have made. If you do this, then I will allow you the pleasure you seek."
Her body vibrating with need, pussy aching with desire, sore nipples swollen, Crystal agreed. "Yes, my Mistress, I vow to keep all of the promises I have made. I am your slave. I will do as you tell me to."
Pleased with her response, Mistress Brenda worked a finger into her new slave's needy cunt, finding the clit, massaging it. The redhead smiled as she watched the blonde shuddering with delight, her spasms building with intensity, all the while thinking of the varied ways she could profit through the use of this new beauty of hers.
"That's right, enjoy it, enjoy this gift that I am giving to you," the Mistress whispered into Crystal's ear. "You're going to pay me back for this, my slave, many times over, even sooner than you think."
Stroking the enlarged clit, finger dipping down to gather the growing collection of juice, smearing her slit with the wetness, Mistress Brenda maintained the caring caresses for as long as it took.
"Oh," Crystal groaned in arousal.
"Yes, I am giving this to you now, my slave. Remember this later."
The finger rubbing her clit, that tiny shrouded nub, rubbed faster, harder. Crystal's nude body vibrated with joy as the heat in her center intensified. Her hips came alive, thrusting against the pressure, needing it. Breathing heavily, gasping, the feel of wet lips and tongues sucking on her swollen nipples, sent her reeling over the edge.
Her young body clenched hard, stiffening, as her orgasm took hold. Shaking uncontrollably, bucking, she savored the ecstasy of release. Her cunt flooded with cum as her climax played out, releasing a rush of the most amazing sensations which surged through her.
"She's had her fun," the Mistress decided, calling off the others. "Now it's time for her to earn it."
* * * * *
Mistress Brenda rapped her knuckles against the door of apartment one-seventeen. It was answered a few moments later.
"I thought you might be by," a grinning, balding, middle-aged man with a pot belly spoke. "Saw her moving in. A cute ass, a cute... everything."
"Sixty for her, Jack," the redhead decided, turning around and running her fingers through Crystal's blonde locks.
"Sure, sure," he eagerly agreed, pulling a wallet from a pocket, removing three twenty-dollar bills.
Once Crystal realized she was being sold to the man, fear filled her heart. Standing behind the Mistress, but in front of Melanie and Candy, she turned to run. The other two slaves clutched her, preventing her escape.
"It's okay," Melanie cooed, "we've all had to do this. More than once. And you will too. You're no better than me, than Candy. It's your turn now, that's all."
"No, I can't!" Crystal cried out, the others forcing her into the apartment.
Crystal fell onto the shag rug carpet as Melanie and Candy held her down. Mistress Brenda was less than pleased. "Is it punishment you want? I will make you hurt, make you regret this little show you're putting on!" Turning her livid face to the others, she demanded, "Take her to his bed now!"
Fighting, resisting, doing all she could to escape, Crystal could not keep from being dragged, pushed, and pulled to the man's bedroom, not when Mistress Brenda also got involved. Along the way her shirt was stripped off, nipples painfully twisted. Tears filled Crystal's eyes, running down her rosy cheeks, as her heart pounded.
Once in the bedroom she could see handcuffs waiting, handcuffs that would secure her to the bed frame and seal her fate. Upon observing the shiny steel Crystal made another effort to elude her captors, her Mistress, but there were too many hands gripping her wrists, and the ratcheting sound sent daggers through her heart as one cuff was locked.
Knowing all was lost, that her virginity would be taken, did not take with it the fight. Crystal kept resisting, even as the hands holding her remaining wrist forced her onto the bed on her back, the other cuff being latched around her other wrist. When it was done an angry Mistress tugged Crystal's top up and over her head to expose her attractive tits. Melanie and Candy removed her shorts and panties.
"Melanie was scared too, and Candy, but neither resisted like this," Mistress Brenda shared. "Melanie has been on this bed four times in all. Candy, three times. And yet you think you're more special than either of them? I'll see to it that you will be here even more frequently, even if I'm not paid, just to see you squirm. Don't think this is the end of it, either. You will be punished!"
"Seeing that really turned me on," Jack admitted, having since shed his clothes, standing at the foot of the bed stroking a large erection. "Get her ready for me."
With a nod from the Mistress, Melanie and Candy moved to the opposing sides of the bed, each grabbing one of Crystal's legs. They hoisted them wide apart and rolled them back bent at the knees, exposing her as she'd never been exposed before. They all gazed upon the tuft of blonde curls protectively flanking her pussy, the bright pink labia puffy and moist with her arousal despite the fight.
The man walked to a dresser, pumped a bottle dispenser, smearing his large, rigid cock with the contents that made it shine. He did it again, this time rubbing the cool gel against her cunt, smearing it over the lips, a finger pushing into her slit and coating her there as well. A middle finger gently entered her, rubbing the gel into her aching void as far as it could reach. All Crystal could do was to jerk in vain against the cuffs, body writhing, unable to pull away as she was being held.
"Oh yeah, I'm going to enjoy this," he decided, right hand again stroking his slippery, throbbing cock.
A moment later he climbed onto the bed, the straining reddish-purple tip visibly pulsing. As she lay there, legs being held wide apart and rolled back as they were, left her young pussy vulnerable. With two fingers he separated the velvety outer folds, noticing it was coated with its own natural lubricant. He grinned with anticipation.
Kneeling, his hips leaned forward, guiding the glistening head to her tiny, virginal opening. And there it was placed, throbbing excitedly. All Crystal could do was to accept her fate as tears streaked her pretty face, even as her sore nipples swelled with her young arousal.
Without warning the stiff cock thrust, forcing her opening to widen, to accept his organ. Yet despite her oozing cum and the slick coating of lubricant, the flared tip slipped, failing to penetrate. Reaching under her body, hands grasping her ass cheeks, fingers digging into the flesh, he held her and returned his cock to the opening. A second attempt was made, this time forcing her portal to widen, to accept his much larger size.
The sensation of pressure entering her pussy, accompanied by stinging pain, caused Crystal's sweet voice to cry out. Despite this, her hips pushed forward. Pleased with her response, gloating, the man drove his cock deeper, savoring the wet heat of her tight chamber that was surrounding, and pulsating against, his cock. As her wrists fought against the bindings, body squirming, he fed more of his stiff length into her sex.
Crystal writhed, moaning, as she was held in position by Melanie and Candy, her Mistress watching the erotic events as they unfolded. Jack gripped Crystal's ass, holding it at an upward angle as his cock pushed deeper into the teen's juicy, hot cunt. His hips kept driving, widening her tight canal, until finally she'd taken in his entire length.
Jack pulled back, two-thirds of his length vacating her pussy. Glancing down he could see his steel-hard dagger shiny with her wetness. Knees digging into the mattress, fingers clutching her fine ass, he plunged fully into her. Crystal cried out, louder than before, as her violation continued, his large cock filling her tender void. Again and again this was repeated, the pain diminishing, soon thereafter replaced by sensations of pleasure that heated her loins.
Crystal's body came to life, her hips thrusting to meet him, working his hardness fully into her now-needy flesh. Not knowing why, her hips and pelvis rotated as feminine cum dripped from her pussy. Her still-stinging nipples swelled larger still. Her moans mingled with his grunts as their bodies meshed, an older man with a vibrant young beauty.
The bed began to creak once he established a brisk rhythm, pounding into her succulent core. The tightness of her cunt pulling on him drove him to the edge pretty quickly. As the tingling pressure in his balls intensified, Jack gave in to his orgasm. Grunting aloud his ejaculations began, squirting ropes of his cum into the cute young blonde, until his balls had been emptied.
"We're back to twenty," he told Brenda as he pulled out and backed off the bed, his cock all shiny and slick with juice.
Mistress Brenda smiled. "Sure."
"Bring her back tomorrow, I'll have a twenty waiting for you."