Training Of Katherine
by Unknown


    FOREWORD 

    Kathy felt as if she had been crucified. Her body was suspended on a large 
    wooden cross, with her arms over the top part of the T. Her hands were 
    chained to the wooden pole, and a thin metal cuff was around each wrist. 

    One of her legs had been strapped to the bottom part of the crucifix, and 
    the other was in an even more horrendous position. 

    Her leg had been bent up, and strapped so that her ankle was pressed right 
    up against her thigh. However, it was the shoe she was wearing, with the ice 
    skating blade at the bottom, which brought her the most pain. 

    Kathy was naked, and the blade was cutting right into her slit. Each time 
    she tried to move, she could feel it cutting deeper and deeper, until, a few 
    seconds later, she could see a slow trickle of blood. 

    Her neck had a leather collar around it, with two thick ropes which came 
    down under her breasts, and were tied to the ends of the pole, also. 

    "Help me," the young girl started to scream. "Help me. Please, someone." 

    When she heard the vile laughter, it sounded so menacing, and she could feel 
    her entire body shaking. As that happened, she felt the cutting blade on her 
    skate hurting her even more, and her screams were louder. 

    "Please, I don't know what's going on. I don't know why I'm here." 

    "You're here because you've been a pig," she heard a voice say. "You have to 
    pay for being a pig, and you will pay." 

    Then, she felt the stinging leather across her flesh, and her tears began to 
    flow. 

    * * * 

     CHAPTER ONE 

    She could remember meeting Jerry for lunch, and telling him that if she had 
    anything else to drink, she probably wouldn't be able to stand up and make 
    it back to work. He had laughed, the way he always did, and he had filled up 
    her glass with champagne as soon as he had finished laughing. 

    So, she had had another drink, and she had laughed as she felt his leg 
    rubbing up against hers, under the table. 

    Kathy had run her fingers through her long black hair, and she had smiled. 

    "Not here, Jerry. Someone might see what you're doing." 

    "If there was anyone under the table here, I would expect that he would be 
    licking your pussy, or she would be giving me a blow job. As I don't feel 
    anyone moving at all, I can only assume that there's no one there." 

    She had laughed, and then she had felt his hand touching her thigh. 

    "Come on," he had said to her, and Kathy could remember wanting to say 
    something to him about eating. After all, he had called to invite her out to 
    lunch, and all that they had done was drink. She wanted something in her 
    stomach. 

    However, when she felt his strong hands touching her shoulders, and felt the 
    thrill starting to run through her body, she knew that she could go without 
    eating. If anything, she had started to think about how she would eat him. 

    But now, she could feel the pain running through her body,, and she twisted 
    and turned on the cross-like thing that she was tied to. The worst part 
    about it was the skate blade that she could feel digging deeper and deeper 
    into her cunt. 

    She looked down at her hard brown nipples, and saw how thick they looked. In 
    some ways, that surprised her, for she was feeling more pain than she could 
    ever remember feeling in her life. She started to scream for help once 
    again. 

    "Look, I don't know how I got here, or why I'm here, but if you let me go, 
    I'll see to it that no charges are pressed. I promise." 

    There was the laugh again, and she started to think about Jerry. 

    He laughed just like that man. Kathy closed her eyes again, and she started 
    to think back to that afternoon. 

    He had led her toward his chauffeur driven car, and the two of them had 
    climbed into the back. Or rather, he had led her into the back, .for she was 
    so high on the champagne, that she had had trouble walking, and had to use 
    him for support. 

    As soon as he was in the back of the car, he had turned to the chauffeur, 
    and Kathy was sure that he had given the man orders to take them back to his 
    place. And yet, when she opened her eyes and looked around the room again, 
    it didn't seem familiar. 

    She had been in Jerry's apartment so many times, and thought that she knew 
    every single room in the large apartment. 

    "Let's have a snort," he had said to her, and he had opened a small 
    compartment on the right hand door of the car. 

    She had snorted some, and so had he, and Kathy could remember not even 
    knowing what it was she was taking into her nose. With Jerry, you never 
    knew, for he had all kinds of white powders that tended to do strange things 
    to you. Each time she had done a snort with him, she had felt different. 

    As soon as they had snorted in the car, she had felt sensational. 

    She had leaned over to snort the powder, and when she looked down between 
    Jerry's legs, she had noticed the biggest bulge there. Having always loved 
    the taste of his cock, Kathy had started to open his pants. 

    Slowly, she had pulled down his zipper, and she had reached into his 
    underwear. 

    "That's a good girl," she had heard Jerry saying to her. "That's a good girl 
    who knows how to tend to her master." 

    In many ways, she had thought that was a strange thing for him to say, since 
    she knew who her real master was. At least by law, Mike was her master. 

    She had been married to Mike for the past few years, even though she thought 
    that she was now in love with Jerry. Her thing for him had gone on for a few 
    months now, and she had never been more content in her life. 

    Kathy loved the look of his thick, proud cock, which was why she didn't 
    really care when he started to say those things about him being the master. 

    She had seen a drop of come on the head of his cock, and her tongue had 
    started to lick it off. As soon as that had happened, her lips had to move 
    around the shaft so that she could start to suck on him. 

    Jerry had loved it, as she remembered. He had moved his hand to her breast 
    and he had started to massage her tit through her sheer top. Her nipple had 
    stiffened then, and Kathy had loved the way it felt. 

    She had started to moan, and somehow, because of the pleasures that she felt 
    running through her body, while he played with her tit, she had been able to 
    deep throat his cock for the longest time. Her nose had been buried in his 
    thick black pubic patch, and she had felt her throat spasming around his 
    cock head. 

    Soon, she had felt him pulsating, and then, she had pulled her mouth back a 
    little bit, so that she could catch the come right on her tongue, and taste 
    the full flavor of Jerry's thick, creamy load. 

    He had been pulling on her nipple just the slightest bit harder then, and 
    she had felt something coming over her. At first, she hadn't really known 
    what was happening, and then, everything just seemed to go black. 

    Now that she was up, she could feel a cool breeze blowing over her naked 
    body, and the more she tried to move, the more pain that she felt.. 

    She hated the way the top part of the wooden T was pushed under her arms, 
    and she could feel a growing pain in her armpits. The leather strap around 
    her thigh and artkle, holding them together, so that the skate was cutting 
    into her cunt, was more painful than anything else. And the ropes coming 
    from the leash and pushed under her breasts, were starting to cut into her 
    tit flesh. 

    "Help me," she started to scream once again, and she heard the laughter. 
    "Jerry, is that you? Is that you laughing? I want to know. Jerry, please, 
    this hurts. I don't know why you would want to do anything like this to me. 

    "And if you think that the drug you gave me to snort is helping me get 
    through this, then you happen to be wrong. It's wearing off. It's already 
    worn off. I'm as straight as I can be, and this is painful." 

    She heard the swishing sound again, and felt the leather hitting her right 
    on the breast that time. She looked down, but the leather was gone. All that 
    remained was a thick red lash mark, that ran along the top of her breast, 
    right down to her nipple. The longer she looked at it, the redder it seemed 
    to get. 

    "You deserve pain, you pig," she heard the voice say again. 

    "Jerry, why are you calling me that? Why are you being so mean to me? I 
    never did anything bad to you. I've always been good to you." 

    When she heard the voice laughing again, she started to cry. Then, suddenly, 
    she could feel someone moving behind her. 

    Kathy turned her head to look, but it was too late. She felt something being 
    pulled right over her eyes, and within seconds, she could no longer see 
    anything. Then, the blindfold was being tied behind her head. 

    All of a sudden, there were two hands all over her body. 

    She could feel them from behind. They moved to her tits, and started to cup 
    them gently. She felt the way her nipples were getting even harder against 
    the flat palms of the man's hands. He started to pluck at her nipples, 
    taking them between his fingers, and she moaned a little bit louder. 

    This increasing pleasure stimulation, she kept thinking, was making her pain 
    subside just a little bit. As long as she could make the pleasure level 
    higher than the pain level, she was sure that she would be all right. She 
    was sure that she would be able to put up with whatever this man had in 
    mind. 

    When Kathy started to think like that, it worked, but only for a few 
    seconds. 

    Even though the blade was still cutting into her flesh, she could feel the 
    way her cunt was starting to get wetter. That wetness, in fact, was helping 
    her when it came to dealing with the cutting blade. The blade was able to 
    slide against her wettening cunt, and it helped to lubricate the chafed, 
    sore part of her flesh. 

    But that pleasure did not last too much longer, because of what she thought 
    next. 

    She started to wonder where the fuck this man, whoever the hell he was, got 
    off telling her that she deserved pain. She wondered where the fuck he got 
    off touching her .naked body, and then, where the fuck he got off even doing 
    something like that to her. 

    "Keep your filthy hands off of me," she started to say. 

    She would have gone on too, but then, she could feel the fingers pulling at 
    her nipples even harder, as if they were going to pull them off. 

    "You have your nerve talking to me like that," the voice said. 

    She tried to think more. Whoever it was, sounded like he was putting on the 
    low voice. Maybe he was even wearing something over his mouth, to try and 
    disguise his voice. 

    It couldn't have been Jerry, she kept thinking. He wouldn't do something 
    like that to her. And yet, he was the last one she could remember being 
    with. She could remember the come pouring into her mouth, the nipple being 
    pinched, and then the blackness. 

    "Jerry, is that you?" she asked, but the fingers kept pulling at her nipple, 
    and she could feel the way they were starting to twist it. 

    Then, she felt something else. The man was moving around to the front of her 
    body, and while he was twisting one nipple, he was starting to bite on the 
    other one. At first, it felt nice, for the teeth biting was light, and the 
    teeth kept opening' and closing so slowly around her nipple. 

    Also, there were lips to kiss her nipple, and she loved that feeling. 

    But then, she could feel the teeth cutting into her flesh, and while fingers 
    were twisting and turning her right nipple savagely, the lips were biting 
    into her other nipple, harder than the fingers were twisting. 

    "Please, why are you doing this?" she gasped. "Let me go. Leave me alone." 

    "I told you that you are a pig," the voice screamed, and the best part of 
    that, she thought, was that he was no longer biting her. 

    However, she knew that the man had stood up, and was looking right at her 
    face, for she could feel the heat of his breath in her face, and also, feel 
    the tension waves that were emanating from his body. She could feel her 
    whole body getting tense then, too, and she tried not to cry again. 

    "Why am I a pig?" she decided to ask. "I don't even know what my crime is." 

    "A woman, cheating on her husband, who has given her everything. That is the 
    crime, young lady. A woman like that is a pig. A woman like that just takes 
    advantage of the man that she loves. She lets her husband think that she 
    still loves him, and then she goes out and cheats on him anyway." 

    How could he know all of that, she kept thinking. Unless, of course, it was 
    Mike. 

    She did still love Mike, she thought. He was always so kind to her. 

    Kathy could remember what it had been like for them last night in bed too. 

    He had been in a good mood, for the promotion he had been hoping for had 
    come through. He had gotten undressed, and then he had climbed into bed with 
    her. After a few seconds, she had felt him rubbing up against her. 

    His cock had felt nice and hard, and as he had rubbed it - up against her 
    ass, she had started to moan. She had turned around, so that she was facing 
    him, and she'd felt his hairy chest touching her nipples. 

    "Oh, Kathy baby, you're so fucking beautiful," he had said to her. 

    When he had kissed her, with such dominant authority, she had felt the way 
    her whole body started to tingle. He had climbed on top of her then. 

    He had started to move his cock between her legs, and somehow, she had 
    gotten her hand there before his. She thought that if he wasn't going to go 
    down on her first, the least that he could do was rub his cock between her 
    legs, and get her turned on. 

    She had started to do it, and it wasn't long before her cunt was wet. 

    After all, she still loved Mike, and the feeling of his cock in her cunt. 
    She loved the way he could fuck her for hours without coming, during which 
    time she would come over and over again. She loved the feeling of his cock 
    pulsating, especially since she knew he wouldn't always come, each time that 
    he pulsated. 

    His strong chest pressing down on her had kept her turned on, too. 

    When he had entered her, she had felt the incredibly good contact that his 
    cock shaft had made with her clit. Since she had been aroused to begin with, 
    the sliding sensation of his hot shaft over her love button was incredible. 

    Kathy remembered the way she had wrapped her legs around his buttocks, and 
    she had started to massage them. His ass always felt nice and wet when he 
    was fucking her, and sometimes, when he would thrust in, she would feel how 
    taut his ass cheeks got. 

    "Oh, Mike, I really love you," she could remember saying to him. 

    And that was why she thought this man had to be Mike. Just last night, she 
    had told him how much she loved him, while they had been fucking, and she 
    had even known that she had a date with Jerry that day, too. 

    Her cunt started to get wetter as she remembered the way that Mike's cock 
    had pulsated inside of her cunt so many times. 

    The first time it had happened, she had started to come harder than she had 
    in the longest time, and she had felt her juices flowing so fast. 

    Mike hadn't even slowed down, even though her cunt spasms were intense. She 
    had thought that maybe he was planning to come inside of her then, but soon, 
    her spasms had subsided, and so had his cock pulsations. 

    He hadn't even had to slow down to keep from coming. 

    Kathy had felt how wet his chest hairs soon were, and since they had been 
    rubbing against her nipples, she had felt wet there, too. 

    The fucking had gone on for the longest time, and she, had thought that she 
    would pass out from all the pleasure. Soon, however, she had felt his cock 
    pulsating once again, and she had heard the way that he was moaning. 

    "I'm gonna fill you now, baby," he had said to her. "I'm gonna shoot it all 
    into your cunt, and you're gonna feel it." 

    And she had. The pulsations had gotten more intense, and then she had felt 
    the spurts into her cunt. They had been followed with an increase of heat, 
    since she always thought that his cock cream was hotter than her cunt, even 
    when she was coming. 

    As he had filled her, she had started to come once again. 

    Now, even though she was bound, and the blade was still pressed against her 
    cunt, she could feel the slow trickle of pussy juices down her thigh. 

    The man moved his hand there, and she quivered under his touch. 

    Now knowing who it Was who was abusing her, bothered her more than anything 
    else. She had a vision of some scuzzy bum, unshaven and lice-ridden, running 
    his hand up and down her body, letting the lice run onto her flesh. 

    "AH right," she said to the man. "I did cheat on my husband. I've cheated on 
    him many times, but then again, he does the same thing." 

    "How do you know?" the voice asked, and as it moved up her thigh, she could 
    feel the fingers moving closer to her cunt. 

    She kept hoping that they would open up the buckle around her thigh and 
    ankle, because she wanted to lower that leg. She needed to get it down on 
    the floor, because she could feel the way it was throbbing already, due to 
    lack of blood circulation. 

    "I know," was all that she said. 

    She thought about the many times that she had found long blonde hairs on 
    Mike's jackets, but she had never said anything. 

    It only seemed natural for a. man to want to go out and cheat on his wife, 
    she had assumed, thinking that she was taking a good attitude about the 
    whole thing. A man who went to work from nine to five, and met so many women 
    while he was on the job, would tend to want to stray and fuck someone else. 

    It had never bothered her, and it was really not the reason why she had 
    decided that she would cheat. It made it easier for her when she decided to, 
    but she hadn't felt that she had to go out and get revenge. 

    She had just met Jerry, and had found him to be quite attractive. 

    She could feel the way that the hand was starting to move toward the belt 
    buckle near her thigh, and within a few seconds, she could feel the way that 
    it was opening up the buckle. As she lowered her leg, she felt some relief. 

    But then, she could feel fingers moving toward her cunt, and she was still 
    in-pain because of the way that the blade had cut into her. 

    "No, don't touch me," she started to moan. "Please, don't touch me. I'm 
    sorry that I cheated. You can tell that to my husband." 

    She could not get the idea of the scuzzy . bum out of her mind, and it was 
    sending chill after chill through her body. 

    She could feel the fingers moving her clit back and forth, and within a few 
    more seconds, it was stiff. Her cunt juices were starting to flow, and she 
    felt a mouth moving back down to her nipple. It was sucking on her nipple 
    then, and it was doing it so gently, that she felt her cunt getting wetter, 
    faster. 

    Kathy started to thrust her cunt back and forth against the fingers. If this 
    pleasure could be increased, she kept thinking, then she wouldn't even mind 
    the way she was bound. 

    Of course, she still wanted to know how she had gotten there, and still 
    wanted to know who was responsible for tying her up like that. 

    She decided that when she found out, she would kill. She would get her 
    revenge. 

    The mouth started to lick its way down her body, and she could feel a chin 
    rubbing over her cunt patch, then hear a voice. 

    "So, you are sorry that you cheated on your husband?" it asked. 

    "Yes," she said. "I never should have done it. He's so good to me." 

    "And what about your lover then? Wasn't he good to you also? Aren't you 
    thinking that it's going to be hard to get along without him? After all, 
    when a girl gets used to these extracurricular activities, it's sometimes 
    hard to go without them." 

    "I don't know what I'm going to do," she said, and she could feel the warm 
    breath blowing into her cunt, because of the fingers that kept her lips 
    spread wide. 

    She started to moan a little bit, and she thrust herself forward. She didn't 
    want to do any more talking, until she felt herself coming hard, and felt 
    the way the mouth would suck her juices right out of her. 

    "Tell me what you're going to do with your lover," she heard the voice say. 

    "I don't know. I've already told you that. Now lick me. Please." 

    "Not until I know," she heard the voice say. 

    "I don't know. I'll have to give him up, I guess. Or maybe, if Mike doesn't 
    really know about Jerry, I won't. I don't know. Please, I'm hot. It's your 
    fault that I'm hot. You made me this way, and now you have to help me." 

    There was more laughter, and suddenly, she was shocked. The laughter seemed 
    to be coming from behind her, and yet, the voice was coming from in front of 
    her. 

    "That answer won't do," she heard a voice say from behind. 

    "No, it certainly won't. As a matter of fact, that has to be one of the 
    worst answers that I've ever heard. Do you agree?" 

    "Yes, I do. And I think I know what she deserves because of it." 

    The two men seemed to be carrying on some kind of conversation around her, 
    but then, a second later, she could feel the whipping. 

    The man behind her was starting to lash her on the back, and the man in, 
    front of her was starting to eat her cunt. She could feel the tongue 
    flicking back and forth over her clit, and it was feeling very nice. 

    But the pain on her back was keeping her passions at a certain level. She 
    wanted a rise in them, to put up with the whipping on the back. 

    It was as if the pain was fighting the pleasure to see who would win, and 
    finally, she started to come, and the man was sucking her. 

    The whipping continued, until she was exhausted. She felt as if she would 
    pass out, and just before she did, the blindfold was taken off, and she 
    gasped. 

    It was Mike and Jerry, both! 

    The blackness came over her then, and in many ways, it was the only relief 
    she would feel for a long time to come. 

     CHAPTER TWO 

    When Kathy woke up later, and tried to stand, she couldn't. 

    At the same time, before she even realized what was happening, she could 
    feel a yanking on her cunt, her ankles, her tits, and her hands. 

    It took her the longest time to figure out what had happened to her. 

    She was on her hands and knees, and some kind of intricate chain system had 
    been worked up all around her body. 

    Her ankles were cuffed, with thick metal cuffs, and there were chains 
    connected to the cuffs. The chains ran up to her cunt lips, which were 
    pierced with one thick ring. She figured that her cunt lips could be spread 
    wide, even with that ring on, because of the width of the round gold ring. 

    There was another chain attached to the ring, and that one was connected to 
    another ring that pierced her right tit. 

    Her right tit was also tied to her right arm, with a thick piece of rope. 

    They had let her hair down a bit, so that it was falling across her face. As 
    she tried to move again, she could feel the pain running through her body 
    once again. 

    "I remember that I once had a look at you in that position," she heard 
    Mike's voice saying, and her eyes traveled all around the room, but she saw 
    no one. "I was working late, and I came home, and found her up in the bed 
    with her girlfriend. At least she wasn't chained then, but I got this same 
    view of her ass." 

    "I didn't know that she was into things like that," she heard Jerry saying. 

    "Of course. You have one horny bitch, and she'll do anything." 

    The tears were running down her cheeks even faster then, and she closed her 
    eyes. 

    She thought about that afternoon when Cheryl had come over. The one thing 
    she had not known, until that point, was that Mike had seen some of what 
    they did. 

    She and Cheryl, a lovely redhead, had gone to college together, and for 
    three years, they had shared a dorm. One afternoon, Kathy had gotten a call 
    from her friend, and Cheryl wanted to come over for dinner and talk. 

    It had been a long time since the two of them had seen each other. 

    Kathy could remember how impressed Cheryl had been with the house, and even 
    more so, with the kind of man that Kathy had married. 

    "Sometimes I wish I was looking for that kind of security," she had said to 
    Kathy. "But I know it would never work out for me that way." 

    "Why not? You really don't even have to love the man, although I do love 
    Mike. All that you have to do is keep him happy, and you know the one way 
    that a man loves to be kept happy. Just do that, and you're set." 

    Cheryl had started to laugh then, and Kathy had been quite confused. 

    "You don't even know, do you? I always thought that you had some idea, Kath, 
    but you just never did. I guess that's what you call naive." 

    "What? What are you talking about, Cheryl? I never knew what?" 

    "I'm never going to get married. I only hated boys in school as a kind of 
    cover. I didn't want to come out then. I wasn't ready." 

    "Come out?" Kathy had asked, and she started to understand. 

    Cheryl was a lesbian, and ever since she had been living in Los Angeles, she 
    had been having her share of affairs with women. 

    When Cheryl had been telling Kathy about her affairs, Kathy had remembered 
    the way her friend's body had looked. Back in college she had been very 
    aware of her roommate's body, as well as her own. Of course, it was because 
    Kathy's body hadn't developed as much as it was going to, and she had not 
    been that impressed with herself. 

    Cheryl, on the other hand, had large tits, and a beautiful face. Kathy had 
    been more than impressed with the girl's cunt patch, too, for she had never 
    seen one that was quite the color of Cheryl's. It was like a strawberry 
    blonde color. 

    Kathy would never forget how she hadn't known how to handle Cheryl's telling 
    her about her sex life, and the only way to do it seemed to come about. 

    "I always did like you, Kathy," Cheryl had said to her. "I always knew that 
    the boys you were dating didn't satisfy you. I always knew that there was 
    one part of you that would have wanted to try it with me." 

    "Then why didn't you ask me, Cheryl.'" Kathy had asked her then. 

    "What if I had turned out to be wrong? What if you weren't like that at all? 
    You would have hated me, I know, and you would have let everyone in the dorm 
    know about me, too. I couldn't have lived like that." 

    Once it was out that Kathy was curious, the two of them had gone up to her 
    bedroom. 

    Kathy had loved the way Cheryl admired her body as she stripped. Her tits 
    had gotten much bigger, and her brown cunt patch was much fuller, too. 

    It was only later that she had let Mike talk her into shaving it. 

    Kathy had been impressed with Cheryl's body once again, the same way she had 
    been when they had been going to school together. If anything, Cheryl had 
    gotten better looking also, although Kathy had always remembered the body as 
    being that nice. 

    She had started to lie back on the bed, and within seconds, Cheryl had been 
    lying on top Of her. As their breasts were touching, Kathy had felt pleasure 
    sensations running through her body, and then, she had felt the way that 
    Cheryl started to rub her leg against her cunt lips, turning her on. 

    Soon, Cheryl had been licking her way down Kathy's body. She had sucked on 
    Kathy's thick black nipples for the longest time, and Kathy had felt the way 
    that the pleasure just kept flowing through her body. 

    Then, Cheryl had licked her way down to Kathy's cunt, and she had started to 
    spread the girl's cunt lips wide apart with her fingers. 

    Once her clit was exposed, Cheryl had started to lick it. 

    Kathy would never forget how good her friend had been. Up until that point, 
    she had only had a man going down on her, and even though she had had quite 
    a few men, none of them had ever made her feel as good as Cheryl was. 

    Cheryl seemed to know just the way to lick Kathy to keep her turned on 
    constantly. She would suck the clit, and flick her tongue back and forth 
    over it at the same time, and just at the moment when Kathy thought she 
    needed a change, Cheryl was able to sense it and start going about licking 
    in another way. 

    She kept changing her technique for the longest time, and when Kathy had 
    started to come, Cheryl had been licking the cunt cream right out of her. As 
    she had, she was still licking the clit, which kept Kathy turned on, even 
    after she had reached her peak. 

    She would never forget the way she had locked her legs around Cheryl's head, 
    because she hadn't ever had it so good, and didn't want the girl to pull 
    away for the longest time. In fact, Kathy had kept her there through five of 
    her orgasms. 

    It was only after she was exhausted, and laying on her back, that she 
    started to talk with Cheryl about what had happened. It was only then, too, 
    that she realized she had done absolutely nothing to help turn Cheryl on, 
    and she had felt guilty. 

    "Hey, I'm really sorry," she started to say. "I should have been licking you 
    at the same time that you were licking me." 

    "No need to apologize, Kathy. I get off on going down on a girl. I've found 
    very few who can make me come when they go down on me. I don't really mind, 
    though. I love to eat women, and get off doing just that." 

    "I'd still like to try," Kathy had said. "I'd still like to see what it 
    tastes like to be licking a cunt." 

    "If you really want to, go right ahead," Cheryl had said to her. 

    And with those words, the lovely redhead had laid back, and spread her legs. 

    Kathy would never forget the way she had gotten on her hands and knees, 
    while she had started to lick her friend. She had sucked on the tits for 
    only a short time, because the color of the cunt bush had had some kind of 
    magnetic effect on her. 

    When she had finally licked her way down to the girl's cunt, she had started 
    to suck on the hairs first, and she had tasted a nice flavor there. Then, 
    she had moved her tongue to Cheryl's cunt lips, and she had started to lick. 

    "Don't worry if you don't like it right away," Cheryl had moaned. "I think 
    that the taste of cunt, like the taste of cock the first time, is something 
    that you have to get used to. It's not something you love the first time." 

    "Talk for yourself," Kathy had moaned to her. "I happened to have loved the 
    taste of cock the first time, and I like this, too." 

    And she really had. There had been something hypnotizing about the scent of 
    her friend's cunt, and the flavor had been good enough so that Kathy wanted 
    to keep licking. 

    Now, as she realized that Mike had seen her, she felt so guilty. 

    "Mike," she screamed out, and when she tried to stand up, she felt the way 
    the chains and link rings were pulling at her flesh, "I didn't mean to do 
    that. It was just something that had happened. I didn't mean to do it." 

    "Tell me about it, baby," he said to her, and she still wondered where he 
    was. "I heard you tell that bitch on our bed how much you loved licking her 
    cunt. I actually heard you say it, so don't tell me it just happened." 

    "Did I just happen, too?" she heard Jerry's voice asking. 

    And she started to wonder where the hell those two had met each other, and 
    just how long they could have known each other. 

    She hated thinking about it, for she had done so many things with both of 
    them. 

    She had, for instance, let Jerry fuck her in the ass, and he had been the 
    first man who had ever done anything like that to her. Mike had been begging 
    her to let him do it for the longest time, and she hadn't wanted it. 

    But Jerry had managed to turn her on enough, one day. She knew that it could 
    have been because of the way he had coked her up. 

    Then, after she had been high enough, he had started to go down on her. He 
    had licked her cunt for the longest time, and then, he had licked his way 
    down further. She had soon felt his tongue moving back and forth against her 
    asshole. 

    At first, she had hated it, but soon, he had been digging his tongue in deep 
    enough so that she was feeling such sensations. 

    Her asshole had opened up wider, and as he had worked his tongue in deeper, 
    she had felt er whole body starting to relax a lot. 

    "I'm going to fuck your ass," he had said to her, and then, he had been 
    rolling her over so she was lying on her stomach. 

    Kathy could remember how vulnerable she had felt then, but as Jerry had 
    continued to eat her ass, she was loosening up even more. 

    Then, within a few more seconds, he was rubbing his cock where his mouth had 
    been. The only lubrication that they were using was his saliva, and at 
    first, she had never thought that he would get into her. 

    But then, he had started to lick her again, and he kept doing that for the 
    longest time. First, he would lick her asshole, and then he would slide his 
    tongue all the way up her back, so that his cock was soon rubbing against 
    her buttocks. He would pry himself into her asshole just a bit, then pull 
    back. 

    After licking her and entering her just a bit, so many times, Kathy had felt 
    the way her body wanted him. She knew how much she had to have him inside of 
    her, and when she had started to beg him, Jerry had laughed. 

    "I knew that you would want it, baby," he said to her. "Now at least I can 
    feel as if I've taken you one way, for the first time. It was, after all, 
    the only virgin hole that you had left on your body." 

    And then, he had finally forced his way into her. The initial cock entry had 
    been terrifying, and she had felt as if he was controlling her completely. 
    But then, he had rested inside of her for a while, and she had felt the way 
    her asshole was starting to spasm around his cock, and it felt great. 

    Then, Jerry had started to fuck her. He had slid his cock in and out of her 
    asshole as fast as he could, and she had felt her whole body getting hotter 
    and hotter by the second. At one point, when she slid her hand down to her 
    cunt and started to finger herself while he was fucking her ass, she 
    couldn't believe it. 

    All she had to do was touch her clit, and her body burst with pleasure 
    sensations, that were more intense than anything else she could remember. 

    She started to moan as she thought about it, and she hardly even realized 
    the way that she was wiggling her ass. 

    Suddenly, she could hear footsteps, and when she turned to look, she could 
    see the two men walking closer to her. Both of them were naked, and she had 
    the chance to compare their bodies, since they were both aroused, too. 

    Mike had a hairier chest, and a smaller cock, although it was not much 
    smaller than Jerry's. Mike had larger balls, she could see, and overall, he 
    seemed to be more attractive, when she looked up at their faces. 

    Both of them seemed to be rather angry with her, she could tell. 

    "Now, chained pig, I imagine it's time for you to make up your mind between 
    us," she heard Mike saying to her. "I'm not going to keep a wife who has 
    affairs all the time, and I don't think Jerry wants you half of the time, 
    either. I think that Jerry wants you fulltime, or nothing. Isn't that true, 
    Jerry?" 

    The brown-haired man nodded his head, and she was quite shocked. 

    "How did you two learn about each other?" she asked, and when she tried to 
    stand up, she felt the chains cutting her flesh again. "I don't know what's 
    going on. You two seem like such good friends. Do you know each other?" 

    "I never met him before today," Mike said to her. "He called me and told me 
    just who he was, and how he had been seeing you. Of course, I was shocked, 
    and he said that if I didn't believe you, I should come over and see for 
    myself." 

    "Jerry, how could you do that?" she asked him. "Why would you do that?" 

    "Because I don't want you part-time anymore, Kathy. That's all there is to 
    it. I want you for mine, forever, or nothing." 

    That shocked her. The two of them had never talked about anything like that 
    -before. 

    As far as Kathy had known, Jerry seemed content to just have her a few times 
    a week. In fact, sometimes he would talk with her about some of the other 
    girls he was dating, and she never minded, because she wanted to keep their 
    relationship open. 

    She didn't want him all to herself, or so she thought. 

    As she looked over the two of them, she could see the way that Jerry's cock 
    was starting to twitch up and down, and she loved the way that it looked. 
    She could remember all the good times that they had with each other. 

    And as far as cocks went, he had the better one, and since she loved to suck 
    a cock and could always get off when she did it, he seemed to be the one for 
    her. 

    But then, she looked at Mike. He had never treated her harshly, and was 
    making so much money now, that she knew she would live a comfortable life 
    with him. 

    "I can see that you're having a hard time making decisions," Mike said to 
    her. "Maybe the two of us should remind you of just how good we are. Then 
    the pig can make up her mind and choose who she wants to choose. 

    They started to walk closer to her, and when they were standing over her, 
    Jerry lifted up his foot and started to rub it over her buttocks. 

    "How do you want to take her?" he asked Mike. "You could fuck her ass. She's 
    been known to really get off on that." 

    She heard the way that Mike gasped, and then she felt a foot kicking her. 

    "Always acted innocent with me when I wanted to fuck your ass, bitch," he 
    screamed at her. "Maybe I'd like to do that now. But I think that I would 
    rather fuck her cunt now. I'll do her ass another day, if she chooses me." 

    "I'll take her mouth then," Jerry said. "She always loved to suck my dick, 
    and with you keeping her cunt turned on, I can imagine that she'll go about 
    sucking my cock better than she ever has. She is a pig in heat." 

    They were both rubbing their feet over her buttocks, and she felt like a 
    piece of meat. She thought that they had nerve talking about her like that. 

    "Now just one fucking minute," she said. "I don't know who the fuck you 
    think you both are, but maybe I don't want either of you." 

    She was kicked again, and that time, she knew that they both did it. 

    "No one asked you for your advice," she heard Jerry saying to her. "No one 
    asked to hear a fucking word from you, cunt, so shut the fuck up." 

    "Hey, don't talk to her like that," Mike said. "You don't have to be so 
    cruel." 

    "Oh, she's just another bitch, and you have to treat her like what she is. 
    I'll fuck her face, and you fuck her cunt. And you, baby, remember what both 
    of our cocks feel like, because after this double fuck, you're never going 
    to feel one of us again. You're going to have to chose between the two of 
    us." 

    She couldn't believe it. They were both going to try and fuck her as well as 
    they both knew how, and then they wanted her to decide. 

    Mike sunk down on his knees behind her, and she felt the way he started to 
    rub his cock against her cunt lips. She was fairly wet, from thinking about 
    Cheryl, and as he kept rubbing his dick there, he could feel it.. 

    She felt him starting to enter her, and as he did, she felt the way he was 
    moving his fingers to her clit, at the same time. 

    She was happy about it. When she was fucked from behind, the only way that 
    she cold get turned on was to either play with herself, or have someone else 
    do it. Since her arms were roped and chained, she couldn't touch herself. 

    "Mmm, Mike, that feels so nice," she started to say. "I think that you're 
    going to be the one who I'm going to chose without even . . . " 

    But she didn't even have a chance to finish what she was going to say, 
    because of the way that Jerry sunk to his knees, turned her head, and rammed 
    his dick right between her lips, with a hard, forceful thrust. 

    She could feel the way his cock head was sinking deeper into her throat, and 
    she started to gag on it a little bit. 

    Soon, he was in all the way, and her nose was pressed against his thick 
    brown pubic patch. She could feel the light hairs on his balls, as they were 
    being pressed right up against her chin, and she started to gag. 

    "You're hurting her," she could hear Mike saying, and he was thrusting 
    nicely. 

    Her cunt was already starting to spasm lightly, and she could feel the way 
    he was wiggling her clit even faster, to keep her turned on more. 

    Jerry did nothing to pull his cock back, and she could feel the way she was 
    starting to salivate, out of the side of her mouth. 

    Tears were streaming from her eyes, too, and she knew that they were 
    involuntary tears that were just rolling down her cheeks, because of the way 
    she was being forced to hold that cock in the back of her throat. 

    Mike started to thrust again and when he did, Jerry began to fuck her face. 
    He pulled his cock all the way back, so that just the head of it was between 
    her lips, and then he rammed his way deep into her mouth again. 

    She could feel the entire length of his cock sinking into her throat, and 
    she started to gag on him again. He began to fuck her face at a furious 
    rate. 

    Mike, meanwhile, was really doing a better number on her cunt. 

    She kept thinking about how nice he was being. He was much more careful and 
    concerned than he had ever been with her before. 

    And Jerry was just the opposite, she thought. He was the one who was always 
    so careful and concerned, and when it came right down to it now, he was the 
    one who was hurting her. He kept slamming his cock into her mouth, and she 
    could feel the way his cock head would force its way into her throat. 

    It was even worse to have him thrusting, she kept thinking. It was bad 
    enough to have him holding himself there for long periods of time, but when 
    he thrust in and out fast, her throat was opening and closing at an 
    unusually fast rate, and she was having much more trouble dealing with it. 

    She felt the way her husband began to move his hands up and down her body 
    then, and when he started to cup her pierced nipple, she could feel the way 
    she was throbbing there. She wiggled her ass around a bit, and he could feel 
    it rubbing over his groin. 

    "Yes," he started to moan, and she knew that he would be coming in her. 

    He started to shoot his load then, and she could feel the way her whole body 
    was getting hotter as he was doing it. 

    Then, she felt the way that Jerry was starting to come in her throat, and 
    that was a first for him. Usually, he would pull back and shoot his load 
    onto her tongue, so that she could not only taste him, but even more than 
    that, avoid having to choke. 

    But that time, he was coming deep in her throat, and she was starting to gag 
    around the come that was filling her up. 

    Her eyes teared more, and it was only when Jerry pulled back a little bit, 
    that she was able to swallow the come, and keep sucking more and more of it 
    out of his cock. When she looked up at him, she could see the look on his 
    face. 

    He was staring down at her, with such hatred, that she couldn't believe it. 

    And yet, she kept thinking that he had been the one responsible for setting 
    this whole thing up. She had only been planning on a quiet lunch and 
    after-lunch fucking with him, but he had decided to call her husband. 

    She had to decide between one or the other, and she sensed that Jerry was 
    doing everything in his power to make her decide on her husband. 

    Kathy had been thinking of choosing Mike anyway, because of the tender way 
    in which he had fucked her ass, and when she sensed the hatred Jerry now had 
    for her, she knew for sure that Mike would be the winner. 

    She told them both after Jerry had pulled out of her mouth. 

    "I hope that you treat him better this time," was all that Jerry had to say. 
    "Don't go around like some whore, fucking anyone who wants you." 

    And somehow, Kathy could not stop thinking that this whole thing had to have 
    been set up by Jerry or Mike. It just seemed like a set-up. 

     CHAPTER THREE 

    She was almost too young to be tied, he kept thinking, which was why he 
    decided that he wouldn't go all out and do it the way that it did it with 
    some women. 

    Instead, he tied the blonde-haired Lily to a chair, and pulled her hands 
    behind her back. He had taken off her bra, pulling the strap off of one 
    shoulder, but when he had started to pull it off all the way, he had changed 
    his mind. 

    She looked much better, and much more innocent, sitting there tied and 
    bound, with her small bra hanging down from one shoulder. 

    She was unconscious, and Jerry had to smile. He knew that she was one of the 
    best looking young girls he had ever seen in his life. 

    He moved his fingers down to her red nipples and started to pluck at them, 
    and he could hear the way that she was moaning. He felt the nipple getting 
    stiffer, and then, he started to slide his hand down between her legs. 

    He could feel the way her bush was thin, and really just getting thicker, 
    but he didn't just want to finger her there. Instead, he pried her legs 
    apart, since he had not tied them to the chair, and he started to finger her 
    cunt lips. 

    Lily moaned a little bit more, and she was dreaming. She dreamed that she 
    was lying back on her bed, and that her sister Leslie was starting to finger 
    her. 

    They were twins, and they shared the same room, and ever since they had both 
    reached maturity, they had been making it with each other. In fact, she and 
    Leslie had been making it with each other even before they could both come. 

    They had loved to go down on each other, and lick each other's cunt. 

    She was sure that was what was happening this time. Leslie had to be sliding 
    her fingers in and out of her cunt. 

    When the young blonde girl opened her eyes, she started to gasp. 

    She could see a strange, brown-haired man, standing in front of her. He was 
    on his knees, and he was starting to wiggle her clit back and forth. 

    She tried to pull her arms free, so that she could hit him. But when she 
    couldn't pull free, she felt the ropes cutting into her wrists. She turned 
    her head and tried to look, and saw that her hands were bound to the back of 
    the chair. 

    "What the hell is going on?" she screamed at the man. "I don't know what the 
    hell is going on. Rape. Rape. Rape." 

    Jerry had to smile at her, but as he stood up, he slapped her hard across 
    the face anyway. He saw the way she wrenched her head to one side, and the 
    tears started to roll down her cheeks. He had seen enough tears in his day 
    to be able to avoid them now. He was immune to a woman's tears. They no 
    longer moved him. 

    "This is not a rape, and will not be one, unless, .of course, that's what 
    you're looking for," he said to her. 

    Lily could see the thick bulge that was in his pants, because his groin was 
    inches away from her face, and she started to shake her head. 

    "Of course this is a rape," she said to him. "Of course it is. You have that 
    nice hard cock, and you're going to want to use it on me." 

    "You mean that you hope I want to use it on you?" he asked her. 

    He started to laugh when he said it, and she could feel her face turning 
    red. Then, he moved his hand to her tit, and cupped it. 

    She was suddenly aware of the fact that she was naked again, and as she 
    looked down at her entire body, she was shocked. 

    "Let go of me. Don't touch me. You have no right to put your hand on me." 

    "Only used to the touch of a woman, is that right?" he asked her. 

    He started to laugh, and she cried even harder then. She closed her eyes, 
    and thought about the way that she and Leslie made love. 

    She loved it the most when she would be lying on the bed, and Leslie would 
    start to kiss her gently on the lips. It was almost like kissing her mirror 
    image, since they were twins and looked so much alike. 

    Leslie would always be on top when they would start to make it with each 
    other, although the positions could easily change. 

    She would suck on her sister's tongue when her sister would thrust it into 
    her mouth, and she would love the way that it tasted. Then, she would feel 
    the way her sister would start sliding her fingers down over her body. 

    Lily would always spread her legs wide. She would let Leslie's fingers move 
    inside of her, and she would moan as she'd feel the pleasure flowing. Within 
    seconds after Leslie would finger her to an orgasm, Leslie would start to 
    lick. 

    She would suck on Lily's nipples for a while, until they were nice and 
    stiff, and then she would lick her way down Lily's flat white belly. 

    Lily always kept her legs spread at that point, for Leslie's mouth would 
    move right to her cunt, and her sister would start to suck her. As Leslie 
    would continue, she would also start to move her cunt around, and soon, she 
    would have lowered it down over Lily's face, so that Lily could lick her 
    back. 

    She remembered the time when it had first happened. Since they had been 
    playing with each other for so many years before juices could even flow, it 
    had been something of a shock the first time that Leslie had started to 
    come. 

    She had been pressing her cunt down against Lily's face, and Lily had been 
    sucking at her, when all of a sudden, the juices had started to flow into 
    her mouth. At first, Lily had been rather shocked. 

    She had swallowed them all, but hadn't really loved the taste. Then, when 
    Leslie had pulled off, she had been beaming proudly. 

    "That was the first one where I really came with juices," she had said to 
    Lily. "I can't wait for it to happen to you. I want to taste your juices, 
    too." 

    "How could you do that?" Lily had asked her sister. 

    "Do what? Lick you? I've done it so many times before. I like to do it." 

    "But now that we're coming, it's wrong. We'll keep licking each other, and 
    we'll get to like it, and that's sick." 

    Leslie had laughed then, and soon, Lily was laughing too, while Leslie 
    explained. 

    "If it wasn't sick when we did it before, there's no reason to think that 
    it's sick now. If anything, it's sensational. The whole idea of licking a 
    cunt is to taste the juices. Soon, you'll be coming, and I'll be able to 
    taste it." 

    And the first time that it had happened, Lily had been coming so hard. She 
    had felt the way her sister sucked the cream out of her cunt, and she had 
    loved the way that the pleasures felt as they flowed through her body. 

    They had started licking each other at age eleven, and had started to come 
    at age twelve, and they had continued during the last seven years. 

    But how could this strange man know all about that, she kept thinking. 

    As far as she knew, she and her sister kept what they did a secret. They 
    shared the same room at home, so it was easy to get into bed together at the 
    end of the day, when their father would already be sleeping. 

    Since they were the only two children, they didn't have to worry about some 
    brother or sister sneaking around, watching them. 

    Their mother had died when they were eight, too, so they didn't even have to 
    worry about their mother walking in on them. 

    Their father was the only one they had to be concerned with, and he was 
    always asleep when they would start to make love to each other. 

    Lily was sure that he had no idea about it. 

    And since she was so sure of it, she knew that this strange man had to have 
    learned it from the only other person who knew. Leslie! 

    "I like it when a woman touches me. So what? At least a woman knows how to 
    turn me on more than a man does." 

    Jerry started to laugh when he heard her talk like that. 

    He had gotten enough information from the girl's father to know just what 
    she was into, and he knew that boys weren't it. 

    When Lily's father had first read Jerry's ad in the paper, the one where he 
    said he could train any girl to do anything that was desired of her, he had 
    called Jerry, and there were things that Jerry had to know. 

    "Now you say that she and her sister make love all the time and ..." 

    "Yes," the man had said. "They're growing up now. It's wrong. They should be 
    with boys." 

    "Yes, they should be. But have they been? That is the question." 

    "As far as I know, they are both virgins," he had said to Jerry. "They never 
    go out with boys at night, and unless they do something in the middle of the 
    day, then they're both virgins. I can arrange good marriages for both of 
    them, into wealthy families, but what man wants to marry a lesbian?" 

    Jerry had thought that the old man had a good point, and so, he had said 
    nothing more about that. He did want to know how the man knew what the girls 
    did, however, but was not at all surprised by the answer. 

    "I watch. I know that you'll think me a lecherous old man, but I do watch. I 
    think that my two girls are both beauties, and I want to see them doing it 
    with each other. I know that they've been doing it for years, and I've 
    watched." 

    "Do they have any idea that you do watch?" Jerry had wanted to know, and 
    when the man shook his head no, Jerry had been happy. 

    As he looked at the bound blonde now, he knew what she was thinking. 

    She was thinking that her sister was the one responsible for her fate. She 
    was thinking that Leslie was the one who had to have told. 

    "Tell me about what it's like to love your sister," he said to Lily then, 
    and he moved his fingers back to her nipples. 

    "No. I don't know what you're talking about," Lily said. 

    Jerry took a firm hold of her nipple, and he started to twist it as hard as 
    he possibly could. He could see the look of pain on her face as he was 
    wrenching on her nipple, and he had to start smiling. 

    "I know that you're lying to me, you pussy loving bitch." 

    Leslie told, she kept thinking, and she hated her sister for it. 

    Just a few weeks earlier, when Leslie had climbed into her bed, Lily had 
    thought of kicking her sister out. She had been asked out on a date by Jay, 
    the captain of the football team, and she had been thinking about it. 

    When she had told Leslie, her sister seemed to be shocked. 

    She had started to play with Lily's cunt lips, and she had started to move 
    her fingers in and out, soon enough. Within a few more seconds, Lily had 
    felt the way her clit was stiffening, and when her sister had started to 
    move her mouth down, she had tried to stop her from going on. 

    "I don't think this is right. I want to get into cocks." 

    "Don't be silly, Lily. You and I have a great relationship going. We make 
    each other feel better than any man could ever make us feel. I don't think 
    that you'd want to go out with a man, after the pleasures that I've shown 
    you." 

    "I would like to try it, at least," Lily said. "You sound as if you've been 
    with a man yourself. Have you been? Have you been without telling me?" 

    "Of course not," Leslie had said, and she had started to flick her tongue 
    back and forth over Lily's love button. 

    She had started sucking on it then, too, and within a few more minutes, Lily 
    had felt herself coming hard. She had felt the way her sister was sucking 
    the come right out of her spasming cunt, for the longest time, so that she 
    started to come again, more than once, and Leslie ate it all. 

    Then, after they had been lying together, Leslie had moved her lips to 
    Lily's ear, and she had started to whisper. 

    "If I find out that you've been with a man, which would mean that you've 
    cheated on me, I'll' tell him. I'll tell him that you're a lesbian, and 
    he'll never want to be with you again. I'll keep you all to myself." 

    Leslie had sounded half crazed when she had said that, but she was still 
    sure enough to convince Lily to keep herself away from men. 

    Now, as Lily was more and more sure that Leslie had opened her fucking 
    mouth, she wanted a man. She didn't know if she would love a man, but she 
    still wanted one just so she could see what he would be like. 

    The brown-haired man in front of her was certainly handsome enough, she kept 
    thinking, and she looked at his cock bulge again. 

    She could see the way that it was straining against his pants. 

    "Please tell me," she said. "Was it Leslie who told you about me? Was it my 
    sister who let you know about me?" 

    "It could have been. But there is no reason that you have to know. All that 
    you have to know is that the touch of a man can often be nicer than the 
    touch of a woman. A man also has something that no woman has." 

    "A cock," Lily said, and it was so easy for her to say it, considering the 
    fact that she could almost see his cock, naked. 

    The outline it was making against his pants was quite appealing. 

    "Yes," he said to her. "Tell me something. Have you ever had a cock?" . 

    "No," she said, and she was proud to say it then. "But I have wanted one. I 
    really have. Leslie told me that if I wanted one, however, she would tell 
    the man that I have been eating her for years. She threatened me." 

    "Did she now? And what did you do about that?" the man asked her. 

    "I believed her. I don't want anyone to know what I'm doing. I don't think 
    that it would be right for someone to know." 

    "I know," Jerry said to her. "I know all about it, and now that it makes no 
    difference how I know, do you want my cock?" 

    "Yes," Lily said. "I want your cock. I want to suck on it, and see if it 
    tastes as good as my sister's cunt tastes." 

    Jerry started to laugh, and he moved his hand to his zipper and began to 
    pull it down as slowly as he possibly could. He kept rubbing the whole thick 
    bulge, so that by the time he was opening his zipper all the way, and 
    reaching in to take out his cock shaft, the bulge was starting to pulsate. 

    He pulled out his cock and balls, but left his pants up. 

    Lily looked at his hard cock for the first time, and she was impressed. She 
    could see the slit at the head, and there was even a drop of come at the 
    tip. She wanted to move her tongue there and lick it off. 

    She had seen cocks, but only in pictures, and never in the hard state. She 
    had thought that there was something very funny looking about a man's limp 
    cock, but now that she was seeing one hard, she could feel something else. 

    There was a certain kind of power that seemed to be radiating from that 
    piece of flesh, and she loved the power she could feel from it. 

    When Jerry moved it closer to her lips, and she licked the tip of it, she 
    tasted something new. The flavor of the come was unlike anything that she 
    had ever tasted before, but it was something that she loved from the start. 

    As she opened her mouth to take him in, he slid his cock in slowly. 

    He closed his eyes, and started to think about Kathy a little bit. He could 
    remember the way he had been fucking her face so brutally, just two days 
    earlier, while at the same time, Mike, Kathy's husband, had been fucking her 
    cunt. 

    He had been brutal then, because that bitch had to be trained in one way. 

    He had wanted her to take Mike back, and had wanted to make sure that she 
    would never cheat on him again. After all, that had been the whole idea of 
    calling Mike and telling him about the affair. And Mike, being as rich as he 
    was, had paid Jerry quite a bit of money, the same way Lily's father would 
    pay Jerry. 

    But Jerry had to make Lily love the taste of his cock then, so that she 
    would love the taste of all cocks, and want men instead of women. 

    He knew how hard it would be. After all, the girl had started licking a cunt 
    when she was so young, and she had been doing it for almost half of her 
    life. 

    He thrust in deep, and held himself there, until he heard the way that she 
    was gagging. Then, he pulled all the way out, and let her run her tongue all 
    over his shaft. He could see the way she was moving her hands, as if she 
    wanted them to be free, so she could play with his cock. 

    Still, Jerry knew enough to keep her tied. He knew that there were some 
    girls who would act like they were into what they were doing, until the 
    moment when their hands would be free. Then, they would try too fight back. 

    He had come across that many times, and still didn't trust Lily. 

    When he noticed what she was doing with her tongue, he was very impressed. 
    He could tell how she kept moving his cock around with her tongue, so that 
    the head was near her nose. 

    She was inhaling deeply, so that she could take in the musky scent of his 
    cock. 

    He loved it when she did that, and he started to talk to her. 

    "Yeah, baby, smell that dick. See how much nicer it is than the smell of a 
    cunt. And doesn't it feel much better too?" 

    When she shook her head, he had to smile at her. He started to tell her how, 
    if she thought his cock felt good in her mouth, she should wait until she 
    felt one in her cunt, so that she would really feel pleasure. 

    "A finger can only play with your hot little clit so much," he said to her. 
    "But a cock can really fill you up. When a man is inside of your cunt, and 
    his cock is rubbing over your clit, you feel great pleasures. You feel the 
    warmth of the dick over your clit, and it always sends warm waves through 
    your body, too. 

    "When you start to come, you feel the way that your cunt spasms, and then 
    you have that cock inside of you so that your walls have something to grip 
    onto. I know that you're going to have to love it. You will." 

    He kept moving his cock in and out of her mouth, and he could feel the way 
    that he was starting to pulsate a little harder. He seemed to love it the 
    most when she was flicking her tongue back and forth over the head of his 
    cock. 

    "You're going to taste the come very soon, on your tongue. I'll let you take 
    in the full flavor of it, and you'll love it." 

    She felt the way he started to massage her nipples then, and she could feel 
    them throbbing harder and harder. She moaned as she felt the come pouring 
    into her mouth, and she didn't swallow it all right away. 

    Instead, she kept sucking it out, so that she soon had a mouth filled with 
    come. 

    He noticed that she did it, and while he was thrusting his cock in and out 
    of her mouth near the end of his orgasm, he loved the way he could feel the 
    pool of come all around his cock. He loved the fact that she had not 
    swallowed his load, because he knew that it meant she wanted it badly. 

    Jerry kept his cock in her mouth for the longest time, and then, he started 
    to let his fingers slide down over her belly. 

    Soon, he was prying her legs apart, and stroking her cunt lips. 

    "Mmm," she started to moan, and she spread her legs. 

    As she did, Jerry could feel the way her cunt was wet. He knew that it had 
    to have happened while she had been sucking him. He kept wiggling her clit 
    back and forth gently, for the longest time, and then, he felt it happening. 

    His cock was starting to get hard in her mouth. His cock almost always got 
    hard when he was playing with a nice cunt, and felt the way that it was 
    getting wet. 

    Lily could feel the way that his cock was stiffening in her mouth, and all 
    that she could think about was what he had told her. 

    A cock in her cunt would feel so nice. His fingers were making her clit 
    tingle, and if the heat from his cock, which she did feel in her mouth, 
    would work over her clit the same way it worked over her tongue, it would be 
    lovely. 

    Lily wanted him in her cunt more and more, and she felt the way she started 
    to spasm hard around his fingers. Her juices were soon rolling down her 
    thigh, and she felt him pulling his cock back out of her mouth.. 

    "I want you to fuck me," she said to him. "I want to finally feel what a 
    cock is like inside of me. I want you to take me." 

    "Tell me something, first," he said to her. "Who started it with you and 
    your sister, Lily? Who was the one who first went down on the other?" 

    "She did," Lily said to him. "She was the one who did it first." 

    "I see. I'm very glad that you told me about it. I was wondering." 

    When he started to put his cock back into His pants, she couldn't believe 
    it. She had been hoping that he would stuff it right into her cunt, and fuck 
    her for the longest time, and now, it seemed like it wouldn't be happening. 

    "Please fuck me," she said to him. "Please, fuck me," 

    "No," he said to her. "I'm finished with you now. I've gotten everything 
    that I need to get from you. When you are released, child, then you can go 
    out and let some man take you. Just remember how nice the cock felt in your 
    mouth, and how good it will feel once it's in your cunt. Just remember 
    that." 

    "No, wait," she said, for she could see him starting to leave. 

    She pulled on the binding ropes even tighter, hardly even realizing that she 
    was causing the rope to cut into her flesh, and burn her. 

    "What is it that you want?" he asked her, as he stood by the door. 

    "You have to fuck me. You have to fuck me. You made me want it." 

    "And so, that's good," he said, for that was just what her father wanted him 
    to do. That was what he was getting paid for. "You will have your chance to 
    have a cock, my dear. There are many men who want to date you. Just take 
    one. I have to be going now." 

    And he slammed the door shut, even though he could still hear her talking. 

    He started to walk down the hall, where he had Leslie tied up, and all he 
    could think about was the fact that if she was the on who had started all of 
    the lesbian play, she would be the harder one to break. 

     CHAPTER FOUR 

    Jerry was right, and as he looked at the young girl, strapped up, he had to 
    feel the tiniest bit sorry for her. However, he didn't feel sorry enough to 
    want to untie her, for Leslie was a hard bitch, and she still had much to 
    learn. 

    He had set up a wooden apparatus around her breasts, and he loved the way 
    her small tits sat on the wooden strip. 

    When he loved even more was the way he had tied a thick piece of rope right 
    around the tip of her nipple, so tight, that it was throbbing a bit. The 
    rope was tied to the piece of wood that her tits rested on, and he knew that 
    he had pulled the rope tight, so that it was stretching her nipple. 

    She could not move her hands, for they were cuffed and chained to the wooden 
    apparatus. , Jerry leaned back against the wall, and had to smile. 

    He closed his eyes, and thought about how Leslie had been when she had first 
    been tied up. He had had her in much the same position that her sister had 
    been in, tied to a chair, with her hands behind her back. 

    He had done that because he had wanted to take the gentle approach, the same 
    way that he had done it with Lily. After all, he knew, he had left Lily 
    begging him for his cock, so hard, that he had even thought about going back 
    to her and letting her have it inside of her cunt. Still, he had not. 

    As soon as he had walked into the room with Leslie, she had started to curse 
    at him. He had seen a few drops of blood on the floor near her chair, and he 
    had noticed that she was some kind of wicked fiend. 

    In her desperate attempt to get her hands free, she had been pulling so hard 
    that she had caused the rope to cut into her wrists, and draw blood. She 
    stopped trying to move the second she saw him, and turned all her hostile 
    attention to him. 

    "Just who the fuck are you, and what the fuck do you think you're doing?" 
    she had screamed at him. "I demand that you untie me this moment, or else 
    I'll see to it that you're thrown in jail because of it." 

    "What a tough dyke," he said to her, and he had pulled her by her long 
    blonde hair, so that she was facing him. "I'm here to turn you into a normal 
    woman. To let you know what a cock is all about. I know what's been going on 
    with you and your sister, and I think that it sucks." 

    "No one asked you for your fucking opinion," Leslie had said to him. - Jerry 
    had slapped her hard across the face, and yet, her strength remained the 
    same. It was almost as if she didn't care. 

    So, he had started to play with her tits, hoping that if he could get her 
    nipples stiff, she might start to give in to him. However, even though he 
    did manage to get them stiff, she remained as hostile as ever. 

    "Keep your ugly hands off of me," she had said to him. "I don't want you to 
    lay one finger on me, or I'll just die." 

    "Do you think I would really give a shit if that happened?" he asked her. 

    The threat of death worked on her, like it always worked on people. Some of 
    the women that Jerry found himself dealing with at times were so haughty, 
    that nothing would make them come off of their high platforms. However, once 
    he brought up the fact that he could kill them, they would always change. 

    It would have been so easy to kill them, since they were all tieck. and once 
    they were all reminded of it, they would all calm down. 

    Leslie, who he imagined to be one of the strongest women he had come across, 
    was no different. She had shivered at the thought of death, and then, she 
    had started to talk with him a bit more reasonably. 

    "All right then," she had said to him. "If it's money that you're after, I 
    could call my father. He has quite a bit, and he'd be willing to pay for 
    me." 

    Jerry had smiled then. He knew that he couldn't tell her what was on his 
    mind, for she would have started to wonder about too many things. 

    But he knew that her father had money, since the man was willing to pay him 
    so much in. order to train the daughters. He also knew something else. 
    Unless he returned her to her father, with a desire inside of her for cocks, 
    the older man wouldn't be willing to pay for her at all. 

    He did not want a pussy-loving daughter, Jerry knew, however, he could not 
    let Leslie know that her father was the one responsible for sending her 
    here. 

    If so, then the girl would have put up her defenses, Jerry knew. 

    "Have you ever had a cock?" he had asked the girl then. "If you never have 
    had one, then maybe it would be nice for you to know that they can work you 
    over much better than another woman can. I think that lesbianism is all 
    right, but when you have a cock available, you should take advantage of it." 

    "So that's it," she had said to him then. "I should have realized what it 
    was that you were after. You're just like all the rest." 

    "What do you mean by that?" he asked her, rubbing her tit still. 

    "I mean that now I know that you just want me here so that you can make me 
    suck your cock. I can see how stiff it's gotten." 

    Jerry laughed. His cock hadn't gotten stiff when he entered the room. It had 
    already been stiff when he had first walked in, thanks to the way that Lily 
    had started to suck him over and over again. 

    Lily had been so easy to train. She had wanted him to fuck her. 

    Slowly, Jerry had pulled down his zipper, and he had started to rub his cock 
    head against Leslie's lips. She had kept her mouth closed at first, and he 
    had thought that she was offering too much resistance. 

    "Come on, open wide and suck on this dick of mine," he said to her. 

    And. she had. He had been shocked when she had done it at first, and he had 
    thrust his cock into her mouth, slowly, the same way he had done it earlier, 
    when he had been fucking the girl's twin sister's mouth. 

    Leslie was much stronger than Lily was, Jerry soon discovered. 

    At first, she acted like she was enjoying what she was doing, and she had 
    kept her mouth open wide, so that she could keep taking the cock in. But 
    then, when he had started to throb a little, and had been feeling so good, 
    thinking that he would be coming in her mouth soon, and she would change 
    from a cunt lover to a cock lover, she had bit down hard, right on his 
    shaft. 

    Leslie had kept her mouth closed, and Jerry had been slapping her head back 
    and forth with his open hand. He had been pulling on her nipples, too, and 
    he had wanted to kill her then. He was happy that he had been able to stop 
    himself before moving his hands to her neck, for he knew he would have 
    started to squeeze. 

    Instead, he had just kept slapping her, and it was not long before he had 
    knocked her unconscious. It wasn't until then that he had untied her, and 
    decided that she had to be put in a more vile position. 

    The whole time, he had been thinking that this evil position would be for 
    this evil girl, who seemed to want to bite his cock right off. 

    Now, as he looked at her unconscious form, he loved the way her nipples 
    still seemed to be throbbing because of the way he had tied them with the 
    rope. He pulled on the rope a little bit more, and then, he went to get some 
    water. 

    Jerry threw it right in her face, and he saw the say she started to open and 
    close her eyes a little bit. It was not until she was focusing on him that 
    she opened her mouth and started to scream. "Shut up, bitch," Jerry said to 
    her. "Just shut your fucking mouth now." 

    She started to move her lips, and as he moved closer, he could hear what she 
    was saying to him. He loved the way that it sounded. 

    "I thought that I was just dreaming before, when you had me tied. I thought, 
    more or less, that it was a nightmare, but now I know. It's real." 

    He started to laugh when she said it, and he pulled on the rope that was 
    connected to her nipple. She gasped with pain as she looked down at his 
    work, and she saw the way her nipple was actually throbbing, so you could 
    indeed see it. 

    She tried to pull at her hands then, and saw the way he had cuffed them up. 

    "Now, you're going to learn," he said to her. "You're going to learn that a 
    man is the one in control. I could have killed you before, since you did 
    bite into my cock so hard. Instead, I chose to be nice to you." 

    "You call this nice?" she asked him. "You call this nice? I call it sick." 

    "No, what you're doing with your sister is what's sick," he said to her. 

    Leslie closed her eyes, and thought about the way she and her sister made 
    love. When she heard this man calling it sick, she wanted to kill him. He 
    had no right to judge her, when all she was doing was licking her sister's 
    cunt. 

    Ropes were sick, but cunt licking was an art, she kept thinking. 

    She could feel the way that her cunt was starting to get wet, for she was 
    thinking about her sister, and the way that they always licked each other. 

    She remembered that she had been the one who started it, because she was 
    always the more aggressive of the two. She had just wanted to feel her body 
    close to Lily's, and so she had climbed into bed with the girl. 

    She had started to lick her all over, and soon, they had been doing it to 
    each other. 

    It was not sick, she kept thinking. It was normal. In fact, it was the most 
    normal thing in the world that she could do, considering .. . 

    "I don't understand why you have me here," she said to the brown-haired man 
    then, and when she looked at his groin, she could see that he was not hard 
    now. 

    She was happy about that, for she kept thinking that once he was hard, he 
    would be like all men were. He would want her to start sucking him, and 
    chances were good that she would not be able to suck him the way that he 
    wanted, so he would take over and start to fuck her face, nice and hard- 

    "I have you here to train you, pig," he said to her. "I want you to learn 
    all about my cock, and how nice it can make you feel." 

    "Ha," she said, and she closed her eyes to try and keep from crying. 

    As she did, she saw an image in her mind, and she hated it. 

    It was him, her father! She would never forget that night when he had taken 
    her. 

    Lily had decided to sleep over at her girlfriend's house, and Leslie had 
    been rather surprised that their father had given her sister permission. 
    Still, they were both fourteen at the time, and their father liked to let 
    them do whatever they wanted to do, just a long as he knew about it. 

    Leslie had been lying in her bed, all alone, thinking of how much she was 
    missing her sister, when he had walked into the room. 

    She had seen him naked many times before, but she had never seen him with a 
    hard cock, nor did she understand what a hard cock was all about. He had 
    walked over to her bed, and he had started to pull down the covers. 

    "Daddy, I'm naked underneath," she had said to him. "I don't want you to see 
    me naked. It's not right for a father to see." 

    "I've seen you many times," he said. "I've seen you both. You are much more 
    attractive than Lily is, although, in time, she'll catch up to you." 

    He had been pulling at the covers harder and harder, and Leslie had been so 
    scared. She could only imagine that if he had seen them, he had seen them 
    together. After all, there were so many nights when they were together. 

    "Daddy, no," she had said to him. "Leave the cover alone." 

    "But I want you to learn about my cock," he had told her. "I want you to 
    learn all about it, and how nice it can make you feel. It's certainly much 
    better than the cunt that you've been licking all this time. I know about 
    that." 

    "What? How could you know about it?" she had screamed. "How could you?" 

    "I told you that I've seen you both," he said to her, and then, he had 
    pulled the covers down as hard as he could, ripping them from her hand. 

    She had been so stunned. As soon as the covers were down, her father had 
    started to move his hands all over her body. He had thrown himself on top of 
    her, too, so that the strong weight of his body on hers would keep her 
    pinned to the ground. 

    Leslie remembered how she had tried to fight him. She had been hitting him 
    on the back, until she realized something was happening. 

    The more she hit him, the more she could feel his cock pulsating. It was 
    pressed against her belly, and she hated it. 

    Then, her father had grabbed her hands. He had pulled them both over her 
    head, and because his hand was so big, and strong, he was able to hold her. 
    He held her wrists together, and started to slide up the bed. 

    "Now suck on my cock and get it wet for your cunt," he said. "I want you to 
    know what a cock tastes like. I want you to know, so that you wouldn't grow 
    up to be a lesbian. 

    Too much of this cunt licking will turn you into one." 

    The smell of his cock had made her start to gag, and she had wished that she 
    would be able to get it away from her. When she gagged, and she did open her 
    mouth, he had forced himself right between her lips. 

    As he had pressed his cock all the way into her mouth, she had smelled his 
    male odor even stronger then, for she had his pubic patch pressed right up 
    against her nose, and all that she could smell and breathe was his cock. 

    He hadn't kept it in her mouth for too long, and the only thing that Leslie 
    could imagine at the time was that he was pulsating, and didn't want to come 
    yet. 

    He had still held her hands, though, and when he started to move his cock 
    into her cunt, she had tried to keep her legs closed. 

    He was too strong for her. He had rubbed his cock against her cunt lips, and 
    then he had managed to spread her legs wider, by working his legs between 
    hers. After he had her spread wider, he thrust in deep and hard. 

    Leslie would never forget the ripping pain as she felt his cock breaking 
    something right inside of her. He had started to thrust in and out of her 
    fast, and the pain never had a chance to subside. If anything, it seemed to 
    get even worse during the course of the fucking, and she had felt the worse 
    pain in her life. 

    Her father had fucked her for the longest time, and when he had started to 
    throb in her cunt, she had hoped that he would come. 

    However, he had slowed down, and had waited until his cock pulsations would 
    subside, so that he could start to fuck her again. 

    She had no idea how long it had gone on for, but she did know that when she 
    felt him coming, the pain was even worse. He was thrusting in and out of her 
    even faster while he was coming, and she heard the way he was grunting at 
    the same time. 

    Then, he stayed inside of her, and rested on top of her. 

    "I hope that you've learned to love this cock of mine," he told her. "I hope 
    that you've learned to always love cocks. I don't want to see you or your 
    sister ever licking each other again. Is that understood?" 

    "After feeling what you're like, there's every reason in the world why I 
    would want to keep licking my sister. At least she knows how to make me 
    come. At least I feel as if I'm turned on with her. You just hurt me." 

    He had slapped her across the face a few more times, and she had felt his 
    cock starting to get stiff inside of her cunt again. 

    Soon, he was fucking her a second time, and if anything, she recalled, that 
    had been worse than it was the first time he had fucked her. 

    But he had come faster, which was better. 

    Now, as she looked at this man, she couldn't believe that he wanted to make 
    her love his cock. He thought that he would be able to do it, just like her 
    father had thought that he would be able to do it. 

    Leslie thought about Lily, and how recently, she had been telling her sister 
    not to let any boy fuck her. She did not want Lily to have to go through the 
    same kind of pain that she had undergone. She wanted Lily to always feel 
    pleasure. 

    "You really think that you can make me come with your cock?" she asked the 
    man, as she managed to calm down a little bit. 

    She knew, from the position she had found herself in, that if she was angry 
    with him again, chances were good that he would tie her up even worse. She 
    did not want to risk being bound in some horrendous way where every move 
    would bring her pain. 

    "I know that I can," Jerry said to her. "I have never failed to satisfy a 
    woman with this cock of mine. That's why I'm in the business." 

    "What business?" she asked him, and he started to smile. 

    He would have told her that it was the female training business, but he knew 
    that if she heard something like that, the militant side of her might come 
    out, and he was not in the mood to deal with it. Instead, he just moved his 
    hands to his groin and started to massage his cock, to get it stiff again. 

    As Leslie watched the way the bulge was getting bigger, she could feel fear 
    running through her body once more. She was so sure that he would try to get 
    that cock back into her mouth again, and even more sure of how much she 
    would hate it. 

    She wished that she could call someone for help, especially when she saw the 
    way that he was pulling his cock out of his pants. 

    Jerry had tied her in a standing position that time, for he knew that he was 
    not going to move his dick back into her mouth. He had done that once 
    before, and he thought that he had almost lost his cock in the process. 

    He wanted her to be standing so that he could fuck her cunt. 

    As he started to move closer to her, he pulled his cock out of his pants, 
    and soon he was rubbing it against her cunt lips, gently. 

    She started to moan softly, as she felt what he was doing, but then, when 
    she felt the way he was starting to move it into her, she hated it. She 
    could feel the fear running through her entire body, and she had an idea. 

    "Wait, sir," she said to him, and she could see how he was getting off 
    because of the way she had called him sir. "If you think that you can turn 
    me on with your cock, and that it will change me and make me love men, 
    you're wrong. A woman can turn me on with her mouth, and that's so 
    different." 

    "I can do the same thing with my mouth, too," he said to her. 

    "Prove it. You say that you can do it, but I don't really know if I should 
    believe what you say. Since you did strip me and tie me up, I think that you 
    could show me." 

    Jerry loved the taste of cunt, and he thought that this lovely young blonde 
    would probably have one of the tastiest cunts around. 

    He started to get down on his knees, bypassing her tits. He had thought 
    about licking them first, but since her nipples were still bound, it would 
    have been too much work to start and untie them. It was easier to just eat 
    her cunt. 

    He could smell the sweet fragrance of her pussy, and he moved his fingers to 
    her red lips and spread them wide apart. 

    She was nice and red and wet inside, and he stuck out his tongue and started 
    to flick it back and forth over her cunt lips. 

    Leslie moaned as she felt his tongue, even though she couldn't help but 
    think that her sister was a much better pussy licker. 

    Still, -she had something in mind. She had heard about some men who could 
    get so hot while they were licking pussy, that they would be able to come. 
    She kept hoping that this brown-haired man would come, too. 

    She wanted him to come before he would even enter her, and then, she was 
    hoping, maybe he wouldn't be able to get it back up again. After all, men 
    were like that. They came and went right down, until they rested and made up 
    for it. 

    Leslie moaned again, and she could hear and feel the way he was sucking the 
    juices right out of her cunt. She loved' the pleasures she felt, but she 
    knew that it was only because of the way she was thinking of Lily. 

    Then, she could feel him pulling his mouth away, and as she looked down, she 
    could see that his cock was still hard. 

    He started to stand up straight, and then, he was pulling her legs closer to 
    his, so that within a few more seconds, she could feel the way his cock head 
    was starting to spread her cunt lips wide, as it moved between them. 

    "No, Daddy, don't," she opened her mouth and started to scream. 

    As he pulled his cock back, she looked into his face, and she could see that 
    he was starting to understand what had happened to her. 

    "Daddy? I'm not your Daddy. But tell me about your Daddy. Did he take you?" 

    "Yes," she said, and her lower lip was trembling as she tried to choke back 
    the tears. "Yes, he took me a long time ago. He was the first one. He said 
    that he would teach me how to love the feeling of a cock, and he forced it 
    into me. I hated it more than anything else in the world." 

    "He didn't tell me that," Jerry said to her, and he was smiling. 

    "What? What? What are you talking about? When did you talk with him?" 

    But Jerry said nothing. He just stuffed his cock back into his pants, and 
    started to walk out of the room. He walked down the hall toward his office, 
    and once he was inside, he picked up the phone and dialed. 

    "Hello, Mr. Sterling," he said, when the man answered the phone. "Oh, yes, I 
    have been with both of your daughters. No, I'm sorry, I didn't train them 
    both, sir. I did convince Lily to get into cocks, but not Leslie. 

    "Well, that's fine. We did make a deal. You can chose not to pay me 
    anything, since I did tell you I would have them both trained. However, 
    there is something I should let you know. It's something that Leslie told 
    me. 

    "You lied to me. You fucked her, sir. You fucked her, and in taking her at 
    such a young age, you really turned her off to men. There's nothing I can do 
    and .. . oh . . .,by the way, it's going to cost you anyway. I don't think 
    that you'd want all your close friends and relatives to know what you did to 
    Leslie, now would you?" 

    He could hear how tense the man was on the other end of the line, and just 
    to upset him even more, Jerry started to laugh. 

     CHAPTER FIVE 

    Lily was more than willing to have Jerry fuck her, and he couldn't have been 
    happier. 

    He untied her, and laid her down on the floor. Then, as he had started to 
    get undressed, she had told him that she wanted to do it for him. He had 
    stood there, really feeling like he was the master over her. 

    When it came time to open his pants, after she had stripped off his shirt 
    and T-shirt, and had gotten onto her knees. 

    Then, as she had opened his pants and let them slide down around his legs, 
    she had moved her mouth to his cock, and had kissed the head of it. 

    Jerry had known then that she was a real cocksucker at heart, and he 
    wondered what would happen to her after she and her sister went back to live 
    home. Unless she could make herself stronger, Leslie was sure to keep the 
    girl a lesbian, at least at night, when the two of them would go to bed 
    together. 

    He started to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth, and he wasn't at all 
    sure if he could trust her, because she was just not strong. 

    She started to lick her way down his shaft, and he loved it when she sucked 
    both of his balls into her mouth, and jerked on his shaft at the same time. 
    He could feel the way his cock was starting to pulsate a bit. 

    Then, he pulled out, and he laid her back on the floor. He spread her legs 
    wide and moved his cock right into her cunt. 

    He could feel the way her cunt walls started to spasm around his cock, and 
    he loved the pleasures that flowed through his body as it happened. 

    "Yes," she started to moan. "Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder." 

    "And what will happen to you when I do that?" he asked her. "You'll come 
    harder, but will you remember it later?" 

    "Of course," she said to him. "A girl always remembers the first man to fuck 
    her. I think that every girl has to remember the first one." 

    "Perhaps, and perhaps not," he told her, and he thought about Leslie. 

    Because of the way that she had been raped by her father, she most certainly 
    would always remember the first man to take her, and since the memory of the 
    experience would be horrible, chances were good she would never take another 
    man. 

    "I know all about you and your sister," he started to say to her. "I know 
    all about the way you and she fuck around with each other. You told me that 
    you are the less aggressive one, and it shows." 

    He kept thrusting, and even though she was getting into the feeling of the 
    pleasures, she was still very curious about what he was saying. 

    "How do you know all of this?" she asked him. "You act almost as if you know 
    my sister. Do you know my sister? Is she here?" 

    "Yes," Jerry decided to tell her. "I have her in another room. I was already 
    with her, and I was going to fuck her." 

    Lily started to moan then, and she could feel the way her cunt was spasming 
    around his cock all over again. She loved the way that it was feeling, and 
    she thrust herself upwards as he pulled back, just so his dick would be 
    buried in her cunt as deep as it could possibly go, while she was coming 
    around it. 

    "Do you know that your sister is not a virgin?" he asked Lily. 

    "No," she said to him. "Leslie never told me about being with any man. She 
    just told me that she never wanted me to be with a man. Why, that lying 
    bitch. She lied to me. She's felt the pleasures of a cock, and didn't want 
    me to feel it." 

    Jerry moved his lips to Lily's, and kissed her hard. He knew that she was 
    getting too upset, and he kept flicking his tongue in and out of her mouth, 
    until he was sure that he had managed to calm her down. 

    Once that happened, he started to thrust in and out of her again, at a nice, 
    steady rate. He kept thinking that he could probably fuck her cunt for the 
    longest time, and that she would certainly love it, too. 

    "It was your father," he said to Lily, and she gasped. 

    "Daddy! He took her. I can't believe that he would do something like that to 
    her." 

    "Took her is right," Jerry said. "He forced himself on her, years back, and 
    she was just too scared to tell you. He forced her to take him in, and I'm 
    sure that it must have been a horrid experience for her." 

    She was crying, and he knew that she was thinking about her sister. 

    The pity that he felt emanating from her was nice, and proved how much she 
    had to love her sister, but Jerry couldn't help think that it was also 
    something of a threat. After all, if Lily's pity could grow enough, she 
    might really feel sorry enough for her sister, to the point where she 
    herself might give up men, too. 

    After all, it seemed like Leslie could turned Lily on with her oral sex. 

    "Leslie always said that men were all alike," Lily started to moan. "You 
    seem different. I don't know why. But other men are probably like my 
    father." 

    He thrust his cock into her deeper, and felt the way he was starting to 
    throb. He knew that he didn't want to come right away. He had to hold back. 

    "And what does that mean?" he asked her. "Are you thinking of not being with 
    other men? Are you thinking of being your sister's love always." 

    "I don't know," she said. "I'm confused. Can't we just stop talking, and 
    then you can talk to me later about it? I want to feel your cock pulsating 
    inside of me, and that's the only thing that I want to think about." 

    He closed his eyes, and started to thrust faster. He could feel the way his 
    cock was starting to throb in her cunt, and he loved it. 

    He knew that he could be coming so soon if he wanted to. 

    When he closed his eyes, he started to think about Geri. 

    He would never forget her, because she had turned out to be someone special. 

    She was a lovely black-haired girl, with large-cone-shaped tits, whose 
    nipples would get stiff under the slightest touch. In her own way, she was 
    lucky that she could come so hard, with very little being done to her. 

    She was lucky, Jerry recalled, because her husband was a sadist. Her husband 
    had called Jerry, when he had seen Jerry's trained wife ad, and he had asked 
    the man if Jerry would be able to make his wife a masochist. 

    "I'm cutting down on what I would really want to do to her," the man had 
    said. "She doesn't even know the way that I feel about her. I love her, and 
    all, but I want to be able to abuse her, and I want to make her love it." 

    "I've handled things like that before," Jerry had said. "I don't think that 
    her case should be so hard to handle. Bring her over." 

    Jerry had been happy to see how lovely she was, and after she had been 
    drugged, her had tied her up, and hung her with her hands over her head. 

    Then, when she had awoke, he had started to whip her a little bit. Since she 
    was such a hot broad, the warm feeling of the leather on her flesh was 
    making her come the slightest bit, and Jerry loved the way she had moaned. 

    However, he and her husband had had a long talk, and Jerry had known that he 
    was not hitting her anywhere near as hard as her husband would. 

    He had had to start light, with some light whippings, before he had been 
    able to move on to the heavier things. 

    After he had had her coming, he had started to whip her harder. 

    She had been very confused, until he had explained to her what he was doing. 
    It was rare that he would tell a lady why she was there, because he knew 
    that if a lady had some idea of why she was being kept a prisoner, she might 
    try to fight whatever training Jerry had to put her through. 

    However, with Geri, he had sensed it would be different. After all, the girl 
    was a hot bitch, and that was working in her favor. 

    He was sure that if she loved her husband enough, she would be more than 
    willing to become a masochist, and from the way her husband had talked, 
    Jerry knew that the two of them were still very much in love. 

    And so, he had told her that her husband liked to see her bound and whipped, 
    and that was the man's biggest fantasy, and Geri had been happy to hear it. 
    Of course, she hadn't realized that Jerry was doing it all in preparation 
    for the harder whipping, where he would be cutting 'into her flesh with the 
    leather. 

    When that had happened, she had groaned a little bit, and had told him how 
    much he was hurting her. He mentioned that he was just doing it for fun. 

    "Bob's going to be doing it for his own pleasure. Learn to love it, and 
    he'll end up loving you much more because of it." 

    And soon, he had been whipping her back into something of a bloody pulp, and 
    he could still see the juices running down her thighs. He knew that he had 
    taught her how to love being whipped, by starting light, and working his way 
    up hard. 

    But then, there had been other things. He had worked with fire, to get her 
    turned on when a candle was close to her cunt. 

    He had dripped wax all over her flesh, and she had been writhing from it. 

    Then, about three days later, he had called up Bob, to tell the man that his 
    wife was f ready, and that she would be a true masochist from that day on. 

    Their arrangement had been for five thousand dollars, and of course, Bob had 
    been very skeptical about it having worked. He told Jerry that he wanted to 
    see his wife in action, inflicting pain upon her own person. 

    Jerry knew that his work was being put to the test, but he knew that he 
    would have to let her do it anyway, just to show Bob that his tricks really 
    worked. And so, he had placed Geri on the large, concrete table. 

    He had chained her legs to the side of the table, so that the cuffs around 
    her ankles kept her, so she had to keep her legs spread wide. Then, he had 
    put a metal piece around her waist, and locked it, so that she couldn't 
    stand up. 

    The stick was between her legs, and the ragged blade was sticking out toward 
    her cunt. He placed the string connected to the stick in her hand. 

    "When you pull this blade, you will feel this thing cutting into your 
    flesh," he said to her. "If you concentrate on all the nice things happening 
    around you, I'm sure that you will be able to endure that pain." 

    "But why should I even try?" she had asked him, and he had smiled. 

    "Because I am asking you to do it. I want you to do it." 

    Geri had started to pull on the string, but he had pulled her hand away. 

    "Later. You sit here and wait for me to give you the orders to do it, and 
    you don't do it until you hear them, all right?" 

    Then, Jerry had waited for her husband to arrive. When he did, he had let 
    the man sit in a room with a one way mirror, and then he had walked into the 
    torture room so that he could stand right next to Geri. 

    "All right, dear. I love pain. I love watching a young bitch in pain, and I 
    love it even more when she inflicts it upon her own person. Let me see you 
    do it." 

    She took hold of the string, and pulled on it, and Jerry remembered the way 
    the blade had been moving right toward her cunt. Within seconds, it was 
    between her cunt lips, and he could see the way that Geri was even starting 
    to thrust herself back and forth against the blade. She was moaning loud, 
    and her nipples were throbbing hard enough so that Jerry was able to see how 
    turned on she was. 

    He had her fuck herself with the ragged blade for a few minutes, and then he 
    had pulled it out of her cunt. 

    When he had gone back into the room to see Bob, he had not been surprised to 
    see that the man had been playing with himself, and had shot a thick load of 
    white come right onto the mirror, while watching his wife. 

    She had passed the test, and Bob had been more than willing to pay. 

    Now, as he was fucking Lily, he couldn't help but think that he would have 
    to put the girl to come kind of a test. 

    Thinking about Geri made his cock start to pulsate even harder inside of the 
    young girl, and it was not long before he was shooting his come into her 
    cunt. He could feel the way she was thrusting herself up and down against 
    him, so that his cock kept moving inside of her, and he loved the way it was 
    feeling. 

    Then, after he had come, he pulled out of her, and stood up. 

    "You wait here," he said to her. "You wait right here." 

    He walked out of the room, and locked the door, just in case she tried to 
    get out. He had locked her in, to keep her captive. 

    Then, he walked down the hall toward the room where Leslie was. 

    As he walked in, he could see the way the girl was heaving a sigh of relief, 
    and he started to untie the cord around her nipples. 

    Then, he uncuffed her hands, but when she tried to pull free, he pulled her 
    hands behind her back and cuffed them together. As he pushed her ahead of 
    him, he started to move his fingers up and down her body. 

    "Where are you taking me?" she asked. "Why are you torturing me like this? I 
    don't understand it. I never did anything bad to you. Please. Don't hurt 
    me." 

    He pushed her down the hall, and then unlocked the door where Lily was. 

    As he opened the door, he saw Lily sitting in the corner. She looked over at 
    her sister, and at first, she seemed to be angry. But then, Jerry thought, 
    Lily must have been remembering what he had told her about their father, and 
    the way that their father had raped Leslie. 

    For suddenly, Lily started to smile, and then, there seemed to be a bit of a 
    tear forming in one of her eyes. 

    He unchained Leslie's hands, and then, cuffed them to the hanging chains on 
    the wall. He was sure that if he left her untied, she would try to escape. 

    Once she was chained to the wall, he stood there right next to her, and he 
    held his arms up over his head. He looked down at his limp cock, and kept 
    thinking that if he was hard, he might be able to lure her over. 

    "All right now, Lily," he said to her. "You are free to come to one of us, 
    or the other, or both. Come along." 

    Lily looked at him standing there, naked and hairy, and then she looked over 
    at her sister, who was also as naked as he was. 

    She looked at the difference between their bodies. She liked the strong look 
    of his chest, and the way that his pubic patch looked so matted. 

    She liked the way that her sister's tits looked also, heaving up and down. 
    Then, she looked up at her sister's cunt, and liked it, too. 

    She was torn. She had only sucked on his cock once, and had liked it. She 
    had let him fuck her once, too, and it had been good. She started to wonder, 
    however, if a man would be a sure thing. After all, she knew that Leslie 
    was. 

    She had been with her sister so many times, that she knew Leslie would turn 
    her on each time that they were together. She wondered about him, though. 
    Would he be able to turn her on the next time that they were together? 

    Lily stood up, and she started to move closer to them. Jerry kept his eyes 
    right on hers, and he could see how torn she was. 

    "I want you both," she said to him. "I want you both. I can't decide between 
    one or the other. It isn't fair. It's just not fair." 

    "It's a matter of whether you want to do the right thing, or the wrong 
    thing," Jerry said to her. "One of them is looked at as being normal in our 
    culture, and the other one is thought of as being quite abnormal. You get to 
    decide, Lily. You get to decide if you want to be a freak, or just like 
    everyone else." 

    "It's not a freaky thing to do," Leslie started to scream. "It's not a 
    freaky thing at all. A woman loving a woman is as normal as a man loving a 
    woman." 

    "For the woman," Jerry said. "But nor for men." 

    Lily reached out and took a hold of his cock first. She started to rub her 
    hand up and down the shaft, letting her fingers dance along the underside of 
    his cock. She liked the throbbing vein that she could feel there. 

    Then, she knew that she had to taste it once more. 

    She sunk down to her knees in front of him, and started to move her mouth to 
    his cock. She sucked the whole thing into her mouth, easily, since he was 
    still limp, and she started to suck harder, flicking her tongue all over his 
    shaft. 

    He moaned loud, and he turned and looked at Leslie. She was staring at him 
    with a great deal of hostility, and he decided to try and turn her on. 

    He moved his fingers to her cunt, and began to massage her. When she didn't 
    seem to respond, he managed to bend over a little bit. He moved his mouth to 
    her cunt, and started to lick her red, wet cunt lips. When he felt the way 
    she was getting wetter, he spread her lips wider apart, and began to suck on 
    her clit. 

    He flicked his tongue back and forth over it, at the same time. 

    As Jerry tasted the flow of juices into his mouth, he could sense that Lily 
    was not sucking his cock as well as she could. 

    He pulled his mouth away, from Leslie', and looked down at the.girl. 

    She had pulled her mouth away from his cock then, and was still massaging 
    it. 

    "You're licking her. I don't see what's wrong with me licking her, when 
    there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with you doing it." 

    "There is nothing wrong with licking -a cunt," he said to Lily. "But if 
    that's all that you want to do, then it is wrong. If you want to love a 
    cock, and a cunt, then it's all right, as long as the cock comes first." 

    "Bullshit," Leslie said to her sister. "He's telling you all this so that 
    you'll do whatever he wants you to do." 

    And Jerry had an idea then, and he thought about it because of what he had 
    done with Kathy and her husband Mike. 

    "We'll put her to the test," he said to Leslie. "We'll let her do you while 
    I'm doing her, and see who wins with her." 

    He started to move behind Lily's body, and he ran his hands over her soft 
    buttocks. He could feel how wet they were, and he liked them that way. 

    He started to move his cock toward her cunt, from behind, and he was happy 
    to feel how wet she was. He was able to slide his cock right into her, and 
    as he did, he slid his hand around to the front of her body. 

    He moved his fingers into her cunt, and started to wiggle her clit back and 
    forth. 

    Jerry knew that she was turned on, not only because of the wetness inside of 
    her cunt, but because of the way her knees were buckling. 

    He could see the way that it was happening, and feel it, too. He had to hold 
    her up, otherwise, he was sure, she would have fallen on her stomach. 

    "Lick your sister's cunt, and see if that turns you on as much as my fucking 
    you does," he said to Lily. "Go on and do it." 

    He looked into Leslie's eyes, and he knew that Leslie hated him. He knew 
    that Leslie could see the pleasure that he was sending through Lily's body 
    already, and he was sure that the blonde girl was quite upset. 

    Jerry started to think that Leslie might have been jealous. After all, 
    chances were good that she would never be able to take a cock in her cunt 
    without feeling some kind of pain, unless, of course, she went through 
    therapy, to try and overcome it. 

    He watched the way Lily started to spread her sister's cunt lips wide open, 
    and then the girl was moving her lips around Leslie's clit. She started to 
    suck on it, and Leslie began to moan out loud. 

    "Oh God, that feels nice. That feels so nice, Lily. You've never really 
    licked me this well before. You're really putting more into it than ever." 

    And Jerry was sure it was because of the way he was fucking Lily, and 
    keeping her turned on. He was sure that it had to be the reason. 

    "I wish I could get into a cock the way that you're getting into it," Leslie 
    moaned, and then, she smiled at Jerry. "Maybe it might happen some day. 
    Maybe it will happen for me, like it happened for you, and I'll be able to 
    forget all about Daddy, and the way that he hurt me. Maybe. Maybe." 

    She started to moan loud, and Jerry could see that Leslie was looking right 
    at his thrusting cock, at the same time that she was moaning. 

    He was sure that she would want a cock one day, and he was happy about it. 

    But for now, he was happy that he had made Lily a regular cock lover, 
    although, he started to think about something. 

    He thrust in and out of her cunt even harder, wiggling her clit faster with 
    his fingers, and he kept thinking about their father. 

    He knew what he would tell them when he was finished with them. It would be 
    out of the ordinary, for he never liked to give his young clients his phone 
    number. But in their case, he would do it. 

    First, he would tell Lily that if their father ever tried to take her, she 
    should call him immediately, and he would see to it that the man didn't lay 
    a finger on her. He knew that he would always be able to threaten the man 
    with what he had done to Leslie, something that he had already tried, which 
    had proved successful. 

    Then, he would tell Leslie that if she ever had the urge for a cock, and it 
    was his cock, she should call him, and she would be allowed over. 

    Jerry could feel the way his cock was starting to throb inside of her cunt 
    then, and he thrust in and out of her even faster when it happened. He knew 
    that he wouldn't be able to hold back past a certain point, and when he 
    started to come inside of Lily, he had to support her even more, because her 
    knees buckled that much more. 

    He kept himself inside of her for a long time, and then he started to pull 
    out. 

    "Now listen, girls," he said to them both. "There's something that I want 
    you to know. Number one, Lily, if your father ever ..." 

    And he could see the way their faces lit up as he gave each one the message. 
    Then, he had to smile. He chalked up his happy look to two more successful 
    bitches who had been trained by the master of masters. 

     CHAPTER SIX 

    Jerry was bored. He hadn't had any responses for his numerous ads in the 
    last few weeks, and when there were no responses, and he had nothing to do, 
    he would usually sit around his apartment and get high. 

    As he sat there one afternoon, he could not stop thinking about Kathy. 

    He had had his affair with her, before he had even thought about calling her 
    husband 

    Mike and asking him to come over. He had only thought about that when he was 
    getting bored of her, and desired money more than he did Kathy. 

    His desire for money was tremendous, but he felt that it was just an 
    ordinary character-trait. He felt that most people tended to desire money, 
    although some of them managed to hide the fact better than others. Some 
    people managed to act as if money didn't mean a thing to them at all. 

    Jerry knew better. He had been poor at one time in his life, and he had 
    hated having to live a life of poverty. He had always told himself that one 
    day, he would be able to go into a store and buy anything that he wanted, 
    without having to think about where the money would come from, the way his 
    mother had. 

    Somehow, the woman always managed, taking money from that envelope, whose 
    contents were supposed to go for the rent, or sometimes going out and 
    getting a job when his father was away, selling on the road for a few days. 

    He had learned many of his techniques from his father, and Jerry always felt 
    that it was really the only thing that the man had ever done for him. Of 
    course, his father had not come out right away and told his son about the 
    ropes, and slave training. 

    Jerry had just observed these things happening many times. It was the way 
    his mother and father's relationship had always worked, although he had not 
    been aware of that for the longest time. The first time he had ever seen his 
    mother bound, and under the threat of his father's whip, the boy had only 
    been thirteen. 

    He had been aware of the whipping sounds coming from the other room, but he 
    had never really thought much about them. 

    Then, one day, when he heard them, while masturbating, he thought of going 
    to check it out and see what was going on. 

    With his hard cock still in his robe, he had snuck down the hall. When he 
    had looked into his parent's bedroom, he had seen the way his mother was 
    lying there on the bed. 

    He couldn't believe the way the woman was tied, and it took him the longest 
    time to take it all into account. Her arms seemed to be pulled back behind 
    her body, and laced together with a thick cord. 

    However, she still seemed to be doubling over, as if she was in intense 
    pain. 

    It was not until his father had walked over to his red haired mother, and 
    pulled her head up so she was staring right up into his face, that Jerry 
    finally got to see the intricate work that his father had performed on his 
    mother. 

    For one thing, the boy could see that his mother's pubic hair had been 
    shaved off. His parents had always been rather open and honest about nudity, 
    and he would see them both walking from their bedroom to the bathroom, with 
    absolutely nothing on. 

    He had always liked the look of his mother's thick red bush, and he had 
    almost gasped when he first got a chance to see that it had all been shaved 
    off. However, he was even more shocked at what his father had done with her 
    tits. 

    He had taken a long, thin golden pin, like the kind he would sometimes wear 
    in his shirt collar, and he had pierced the pin through her two nipples, 
    then screwed on the end cap, so that her nipples were pressed together. 

    Jerry saw how much larger her tits looked that way, for they were pulled 
    down, so that, if he hadn't seen them in their full glory, he might have 
    thought that she had an incredibly bad case of saggy tits. 

    They were pulled down because there was a small link chain connected to the 
    ends of the nipple-piercing pin, and those chains, in turn, were connected 
    to two rings that pierced the skin, right near his mother's cunt lips. 

    As he looked closer, he had even been able to see her erect clit. 

    He had started to understand why his father had made her cut her cunt hair, 
    too. It would have been too hard for the man to have pierced her cunt lips 
    so perfectly, if all that hair had gotten in the way. 

    By piercing them, his father had been dealing with naked, easy to see lips, 
    and he seemed to have done the greatest job. 

    "Now, who is the slave?" his father had asked his mother. 

    Jerry had looked at the woman, and he had started to realize something at 
    that very moment. She did look like she was his slave. In fact, she looked 
    small. 

    That had shocked him. His mother, when standing full and tall, was a large 
    woman, and he had always been impressed with her size. In fact, she seemed 
    to tower over his father, who was a much smaller man. That towering ability 
    of hers came not only from her physical size, but from her mental make-up, 
    too. 

    Basically, she was a strong, dominating woman, or so it had seemed. 

    There had been many times, at the dinner table, where he had listened to the 
    two of them talking, and he had sensed that his mother was stronger. She 
    would tell his father just what she thought the man should do to solve his 
    problems, and then she would go on and yell at him if he didn't listen. 

    So, when Jerry heard his father ask his mother who was the slave, he was 
    sure that she was going to say that he was. 

    But she looked up at him, and seemed to be so scared. 

    Her whole body was trembling, and Jerry would never forget the way his eyes 
    kept looking at her tits and cunt. Since they were all so close together, 
    because of the incredibly intricate system that his father had set up, he 
    only had to look in one area, focus his vision, and he could see all. 

    His cock had started to pulsate harder and harder, without his even touching 
    himself, and soon, he had shot a thick load of come all over the inside of 
    his robe. He was still so transfixed by what he was seeing, that he stayed 
    where he was. 

    "Tell me who the master is," his father said to his mother. 

    "You are. You are. Why do you do these things to me?" she had asked then. . 
    "Because I have to be able to assert myself with you in some way. You're the 
    biggest ball buster I've ever known, and I feel like a man this way." 

    Jerry watched the way his father's cock started to get harder. He had then 
    pulled his mother's head up, and he had rammed his cock into her mouth. 

    His mother had started to gag on it, as the dick had started swelling, and 
    Jerry could remember the way he couldn't take his eyes off his father's 
    cock, but only for one reason. The man had a huge dick, and Jerry hoped that 
    his would be as big one day. 

    His father had kept fucking his mother's face, until the man's cock had 
    started to pulsate, and then, he had pulled it out of her mouth and jerked 
    himself off to his orgasm, so that his cream was all over her face. 

    Then, he had moved his finger's to his wife's cunt, and he had started to 
    play with her clit. Jerry had moved his eyes to his father's fingers by that 
    time, and he watched the way the man was wiggling his wife's clit. 

    Jerry's mother had started to moan then, and the boy couldn't get over the 
    way her cunt had started to get wetter. He could see the way his father's 
    fingers were also getting wetter, and soon, his mother had been moaning. 

    It was not until later, at another time, that the boy had seen his father 
    fuck his mother, and even then, she had been bound in a way. 

    He had put the nipple pin back on her nipples, so that her tits were 
    stretched out in the same way, but that time, he had left off the rings that 
    kept her cunt lips spread wide open. That time, too, her arms had been tied 
    to the bedposts, and he had been pushing her ass and cunt up off the bed. 

    Jerry had watched the way his father slid his cock in and out of his 
    mother's cunt, and he had seen a transformation even then. He had been so 
    sure that even if his mother had not been tied up, she would still be 
    submitting to the man's wishes. 

    He had started to understand the power of a big cock, without really 
    realizing it. 

    When he turned eighteen, he fucked his first girl, and although he had liked 
    the feeling of his cock inside of her spasming cunt, he had thought she was 
    a bitch. Her name was Melanie, and she - was one of the hottest looking 
    girls at the college he was attending. 

    The fact that she had agreed to go out with him has shocked him at first. 

    But then, right before the date, his roommate had told him why. 

    "Some of the guys were talking, about the big crank that you have. They all 
    see it in the showers, and they're all jealous of it. Somehow, one of the 
    girls found out about it, and word got around. Melanie wants it." 

    She was a sensational looking blonde, and she had a place of her own. 

    They had gone back there, after Melanie made Jerry take her out for dinner, 
    and then, she had started to make love to him. 

    That was the way he always remembered it. She had wanted him to lay back on 
    the bed, and since she had seemed much more experienced than he was, he had 
    done just what she wanted him to do. The blonde had taken off all of her 
    clothing, and then, she had started to kiss him on the lips. 

    As he was reaching for her nipples, and pinching them, she had slapped his 
    hand away, and she had told him that she didn't want him to touch her. All 
    that she wanted to do was touch him, and that was what happened. 

    Melanie had licked her way down his body, opening his shirt and sucking on 
    his nipples, just for the shortest amount of time. 

    It had been an incredible turn-on anyway, since no one else had ever done 
    that to Jerry before. When he had started masturbating, he would only play 
    with himself, and after jerking off so many times, it was like being in a 
    whole new world, having someone who was going to touch him and turn him on. 

    She had unbuttoned his pants, and then she had started to pull them down. 
    She just pulled them down to his ankles, and then, she had looked at his 
    hard cock, which was sticking straight up in the air. 

    For the next few seconds, she had seemed to be transfixed. She had started 
    to massage his dick with both of her hands, and he had loved that feeling. 

    Then, she had moved her mouth down to his cock shaft, and she had started to 
    lick the very tip of his cock. Soon, he had noticed the saliva that was 
    dribbling down the sides of his shaft, and Melanie had moved her hand to the 
    base of his cock, and she had started to pump the shaft up and down. 

    In a sense then, although she had told him she would suck him off, she was 
    only jerking him off, licking the tip of his cock at the same time. Since no 
    one had ever done that to him before, he had loved the way it felt. 

    It had only taken him a short time to come, and when she had sensed that he 
    would be coming, she had pulled her mouth away, and pointed his cock 
    upwards, so that the come started to pour out all over his belly. 

    Jerry would never forget thinking that it was almost like he was jerking 
    himself off, for that was where the come usually landed. 

    He had said nothing, however, for as soon as his cock had gone a little bit 
    limp, Melanie had started to straddle him. She had rubbed his cock against 
    her cunt lips, and then, she had sat down on him. 

    Only then did she let Jerry move his fingers all over her tits, but he had 
    never let him pluck at her nipples too hard. She kept moving around, but not 
    up and down, until he could feel the way her cunt muscles were starting to 
    spasm. Then, when his cock began to get stiff in her cunt, she had started 
    to moan loud. Soon, she was riding his cock up and down, pulling herself up 
    all the way, so that only his cock head was between her cunt lips, and then, 
    she would ride it down. 

    Jerry had come rather fast then, too, and she hadn't minded. In fact, she 
    had told him that she wanted to be with him again. 

    The second time he was with her, she performed the same way with him, and he 
    was not as content as he had been the first time. 

    He knew why. Between their two sexual encounters, he had fucked one other 
    girl, and she had been the most passive thing he had ever come across. He 
    had loved it when he was on top of her, and he had loved the way she had 
    moaned, and submitted to him. Each time he had thrust his cock in and out of 
    her cunt, he had thrust in hard so that his balls slapped against her ass. 

    He and June had been a sweaty mass of flesh, whereas, he could hardly even 
    remember sweating when he had been with Melanie. 

    Of course, Melanie seemed like the kind of girl who didn't like to sweat. 

    After he had been with Melanie a second time, and she told him that she 
    wanted to see him again, he had started thinking. 

    It was almost Thanksgiving time, and he decided that he wouldn't be with her 
    before going home. When he went home, he had a long talk with his father 
    about sex, and it was the first time that they had ever talked about it. 

    He told his father about the two different girls he was fucking, and how, 
    although he had a hotter time with June, he still preferred Melanie, and 
    knew that he would rather be with her than with June. 

    "But Melanie is a real ball buster. She likes to be the dominant one, and 
    ..." 

    His father had started to laugh then, and Jerry was sure that the man was 
    going to start telling him about his own experiences, which was what 
    happened. 

    "You would think that your mother would be the dominant one with me, 
    considering the way the two of us always act in public. However, she knows 
    that if she ever tried anything like that with me, she would pay for it. 

    "I've learned that when you have a cock, and a woman wants that cock, you 
    can make that woman do anything you want her to do. Also, some ropes 
    wouldn't hurt. You have to get the bitch into a subservient position. 

    "Remember, Jerry, all women are bitches, and they should be trained to serve 
    the man who is going to take care of them. I've been like that with your 
    mother all the time, ever since I realized she was getting too strong for 
    me. I guess I must have realized that about a year after we were married, 
    but no later than that." 

    "I know," Jerry told his father, and the man smiled. 

    "I know that you know. I've been aware of the fact that you spy on us for 
    the last few years, and all I can say is that I hope you've been learning 
    something from it. I've also seen your cock, boy, and I know that it's even 
    bigger than mine. With a cock like that, you can rule the world if you want 
    to." 

    Jerry had started to smile then, and later, when his mother had gone out 
    shopping, and he and his father had time alone, his father had shown Jerry 
    some of the chains and whips that he would use on his wife. 

    Then, he had given Jerry a thick leather rope, and some nipple clamps, and 
    he had told his son to go and get that bitch Melanie again. 

    "And this time, you let her know that you're the one in control. If she 
    tries anything, you slap that bitch hard across the face. You beat her until 
    she knows that you're being kind in even letting her remain alive." 

    He would never forget the first time had had done that with her. 

    He had gone over to her apartment, and while she was in the bathroom, he had 
    slipped the rope under the pillow, so that she wouldn't know what hit her. 

    Then, she had come into the room, naked and lovely. His cock had started to 
    respond, even though he was still dressed. She had gotten on top of him, and 
    she had started to kiss him all over the lips. 

    Jerry had loved the way that felt, since she was naked, and he was not. 

    Then, he had pulled a switch on her, by rolling over on top of her. He had 
    felt the way she was trying to fight back, but he knew that he was stronger, 
    and once he was on top of her, he stayed right there. 

    He had started to pull her hands up over her head, and soon, she wasn't even 
    resisting that much, which had startled him. It was easy then to start 
    lacing the leather rope around her wrists, and once he had pulled it tight, 
    he started to knot it before wrapping it around her wrists a few more times. 

    Then, she had realized how powerless she was. For Jerry had sat up on top of 
    her, and she had started to pull her hands apart, in vain, of course. 

    He had reached for the nipple clamps then, and he had stuck one on each of 
    her nipples. They were small clips, with teeth that cut into her flesh when 
    they were closed, and he had laughed as he watched her suffer. 

    "I've had you taking control for a long time now, and it's time for me to be 
    the one in control now. I want to show you what a man can be like." 

    He started to strip off his shirt, and his pants, and he felt almost as if 
    their roles were reversed, since he was the one on top of her now. 

    Once he had pulled off his pants, and she had gotten a look at his hard 
    cock, he could see how scared she was. In some ways, he thought that it was 
    understandable. 

    His cock was quite a piece of prized meat, and it was one thing for her to 
    suck the tip and jerk him off. It was quite another for her to be tied, so 
    that he could feed her his cock the way that he wanted to. 

    He had pried her mouth open, and then, he had started to work his cock 
    between her lips. However, he knew that she could try something with him, 
    and he decided that he had better issue a warning from the start. 

    Jerry moved his hand back to her nipple, and pressed the clamp tighter, so 
    that it was cutting into her nipple even more. 

    "Don't try to bite me, Melanie, you bitch, otherwise I'm going to pinch this 
    thing so hard, that it'll cut your nipple right off. You'd still be a 
    beauty, but you'd be minus one of these lovely pink nipples. Just think of 
    what a flaw that would be, when you go out and really become the whore that 
    you are." 

    He had started to laugh then, and he had moved his hand to the back of her 
    head, so that he could start to fuck her face. 

    He loved the way it sounded when his balls slapped against her chin, and he 
    loved the look of fear in her eyes. In fact, he could remember the way her 
    eyes looked like they were ready to bulge right out of her head. 

    Jerry started to play with her cunt then, for he thought that it would make 
    things easier for her if he kept her turned on while fucking her face. 

    He started to wiggle her clit back and forth, and he could feel the way her 
    cunt was starting to get wetter and wetter by the second. 

    When that happened, she started to take his cock deeper into her throat, 
    much more easily, and of course, that had turned Jerry on even more. 

    He had fucked her face faster, and it was not long before he was shooting a 
    thick load of come, right into her throat. By that time, he had not only 
    worked up a sweat, but he could feel how wet she was beneath him. 

    That had been one of the greatest turn-ons of all, knowing that he had made 
    her so hot, that she was sweating like a pig. 

    "Keep sucking, bitch," he had said to her. "Keep sucking. I want to feel my 
    cock getting hard in your mouth again. Then I'm going to plow it right into 
    your cunt and you're going to really feel it." 

    She had sucked harder, and he had even felt the way she was flicking her 
    tongue back and forth over the tip of his shaft. That was the most sensitive 
    part of his cock, and soon, he had been hard again. 

    He pulled himself out of her mouth, and as he was sliding his way down her 
    body, pressing himself against her, he could hear the way she was moaning 
    loud. 

    "Please, don't fuck my cunt as hard as you fucked my face. I beg you. You'll 
    kill me if you keep doing it like that." 

    "Stuff it, bitch," he had screamed at her, and then, he had rammed his way 
    in. 

    He had started to thrust his cock in and out of her cunt fast and hard, so 
    that his balls kept slapping against her ass each time that he moved in. It 
    only took about fifteen seconds before Melanie had been changing her tune. 

    She had started to moan and tell him how great she was feeling, and how 
    sensational it was to be feeling that way for the very first time in her 
    life. 

    Although he had thought that he should be surprised to hear that from her, 
    he was not at all surprised. She had never been trained to take it the way a 
    bitch should, and so, she had never really had a good fucking before. 

    He was happy about being able to change her, and when he had started to come 
    inside of her cunt, she had been begging him for more. 

    It was not long before Jerry had fucked almost every girl on campus, and he 
    had made them all cater to his cock. 

    He had gotten through life that way, knowing that he could train women, and 
    he was happy about the fact that his dick had made him rich. 

    He would see people going to work from nine to five, for so many years of 
    their lives, and he would notice the way some of them would just manage to 
    get by. He hated to even associate with people like that. 

    But he had made it all on his own, training women who were either wives, 
    fiances, or daughters, of men who could afford to pay him, but just didn't 
    have it in them to train the girls themselves. After all, Jerry knew, it 
    took a special skill to be a bitch trainer. You had to put up with some 
    tough bitches who were convinced that they could not be trained, and you had 
    to be hard with them. 

    Sometimes you had to even draw blood, a thing that Jerry didn't really enjoy 
    doing all that much, but still, a thing that was necessary at times. 

    Now, as he sat in his living room, he wished that someone would be there, so 
    he could treat her like a bitch. He wished that he would get a call soon, 
    and-when none came, the only thing that made him relax more was another 
    snort of cocaine. ' 

    When he was high, he could do nothing, and not care about it. 

     CHAPTER SEVEN 

    Jerry looked at the picture that the man had given to him, and he had to 
    smile. 

    The blonde girl was one of the most lovely things that he had ever seen in 
    his life, and he even felt that the tear rolling down one cheek made her 
    look that much 'more alluring. Of course, he sometimes could get off on 
    watching a bitch suffer. 

    He liked the way her hair was done, too, combed back, with a nice red ribbon 
    right at the top. In some ways, it made her look girlish. 

    She was sitting on the floor, so it seemed, and he could see the way she was 
    completely naked, with her legs spread. 

    She had on a bra, although one of the straps had been torn off, and her left 
    tit was showing. He thought that she looked rather hot, even though he did 
    prefer a girl with bigger tits than the ones this girl had. 

    He couldn't see the way her wrists were roped behind her back, but he could 
    see the shackles that she had on around her arms, just above the elbows. 
    Those shackles were connected to chains, which in turn, were connected to a 
    wooden pole that looked like it had been hammered into the floor. 

    "I like it all," he said to the man. "I think that you might be succeeding 
    in what you're attempting to carry out, but I'm not sure." 

    "What's wrong with it?" the young black-haired man asked. 

    "You want her to be your slave, and you want her to be faithful to you 
    always, isn't that right? Isn't that the purpose of keeping her that way?" 

    "Yes. I don't believe that she will be faithful once we're married."' 

    "But where is her pleasure?" Jerry asked the man. "She looks like she is 
    feeling no pleasure to make up for all the pain you're inflicting upon her." 

    "I know. I know. But what can I do about it?" 

    He looked back at the picture, and saw the hideous piece of wood that the 
    man had shoved right up the girl's cunt. He also noticed that her cunt patch 
    was not there, and he was sure that she must have been shaved quite 
    recently. 

    "For one thing, you can take out the wood," he said to the man. "Wood in a 
    cunt is really not going to solve anything." 

    "I don't understand," the man said to Jerry. "Can you help me?" 

    "I'm sure that I can, but let me finish about the wood. Even a pierced ring 
    would be better than wood. You see, with wood in her cunt, it can leave 
    splinters and all kinds of shit like that. Those tiny things can be more 
    painful than anything else. You have to remember, too, that when she comes, 
    her cunt will be spasming, and when that happens, she would feel the 
    splinters again." 

    "And what is wrong with that?" he asked Jerry. "I don't see anything wrong 
    with it." 

    "She would remember what you did to her, even when she's at the height of 
    her pleasure. When that would happen, I'm sure that she would hate you, and 
    when there is such a tremendous amount of hate involved, there can be no 
    trained bitch." 

    Rod shook his head. He was beginning to understand all those things now. He 
    was beginning to learn from the master, and in many ways, he was quite 
    impressed. 

    Jerry smiled at his old friend, and when he started to laugh, Rod did, too. 

    "So, you really want to marry this bitch?" Jerry asked his friend. 

    "Of course I do. Would I be treating her like that if I didn't?" 

    "I guess not, Rod. But because you're my friend, I'm not going to charge you 
    as much as I would someone else, but you have to understand that I still 
    can't do this whole thing for free. I still have to make some money." 

    "Name the price. I'd pay anything to make Nina all mine." 

    "About three thousand dollars," Jerry said to him. "If it all works out 
    right. I'm sure that it will. But tell me about the two of you first." 

    Jerry closed his eyes, as he started to listen to the story, but all he 
    could think about was his college days with Rod, his roommate, for two 
    terms. 

    He and Rod hadn't really gotten along as well as two super studs should, 
    since they were always both in competition for the same broads. 

    Jerry had noticed that whenever he would go out with a girl, Rod would 
    always want to know as much about her as he possibly could, and it had taken 
    him some time to realize that his friend really wanted to get that girl, 
    too. 

    Finally, one evening, when Jerry had walked into his room and found Rod 
    fucking his latest fling, he had been pissed off. 

    Mary had been a beautiful redhead, and even though Jerry never really liked 
    to date a girl once he had scored with her (he was one of those kinds of 
    men), he had been thinking about fucking Mary at least one more time. Her 
    cunt had been the hottest one he had been with in the longest time, and when 
    she had been spasming around his pulsing cock, he had felt almost as if she 
    had been sucking the juices right out of him. 

    He had loved her cunt, and when he saw Rod plowing his dick in and out of 
    her, he had thought about beating the shit out of his friend. 

    He knew that he could have, too, since Rod had been about to come. 

    Instead, he had sat there watching, because he could see Mary's tits, and he 
    loved the way that they were heaving up and down. 

    Soon, Rod had come inside of her, and as soon as he had pulled out, Jerry 
    had started to tell the bastard what he thought of him. 

    It was Mary who had broken up the fight, and with good reason. 

    "You're arguing about me like I'm somebody's piece of meat," she said. 
    "Look, I don't mind being the slave to some guys. In fact, I happen to love 
    it. But you're not going to fight over who gets me. I can make my own 
    decisions. I wouldn't have been here with Rod, unless I wanted to, Jerry." 

    "So, what's the decision you're going to make?" he had asked her then. 

    She was sitting on the bed naked, rubbing her cunt, and she was smiling. 
    Then, she had come right out and had told them. 

    "I want you both. I want to be fucked by both of you at the same time. 
    You're probably the two hottest studs in town, and I want to feel both cocks 
    at once. I want to be the only girl on campus to feel them both. Promise me 
    that." 

    "Sure," Jerry had said, and Rod had agreed. 

    However, even as Jerry had been peeling off his clothing, so that his hard 
    cock was soon on display, he had known something, and he had sensed that Rod 
    was thinking the same thing. If the threesome turned out to be successful, 
    they were both thinking that it would be fun to have a few more of them. 

    In the meanwhile, Mary had moved her mouth to Jerry's dick, and she had 
    started to suck it so that the head was all the way in her throat. Jerry had 
    looked down at his proud pleasure pole, and he had loved it. 

    He had watched the way Rod moved his mouth down between Mary's legs, and 
    soon, he was eating her cunt, so that she was coming mildly. 

    Jerry started to play with her tits, pulling at her nipples, and he could 
    feel the way she was flicking her tongue up and down the underside of his 
    cock shaft. When she had the shaft all the way in her mouth, and started to 
    flick her tongue back and forth over his balls, it was almost too good to be 
    true. 

    He hadn't come in her mouth, because she had moved her hand to the base of 
    his cock, and she had started to jerk it gently. Then, she had squeezed 
    hard, just when he thought she would take him too far, and he had been glad 
    that the pulsations stopped. 

    "I want one in my ass, and one in my cunt," she had said to them. 

    Since Jerry's cock was bigger, she decided that she wanted his cock in her 
    cunt, for she hadn't been fucked in the ass too many times, and thought that 
    a cock the size of Jerry's could easily rip her apart. 

    Jerry had laid back on the bed, and as Mary had started to sit on his dick, 
    he had been thinking a little bit of Melanie, and the way she was with him. 
    Still, once she was down on his cock, she started to ride him fast, and she 
    even moved her tits to his mouth and begged him to bite on her nipples. 

    He had felt the way Rod was fingering her asshole, and soon, he knew that 
    Rod was starting to lube her with some kind of grease. 

    Then, his roommate had entered Mary's ass, and he had thrust himself into 
    her deep. 

    The two men had started to thrust at the same rate after that, and Jerry 
    loved the way the bitch's body was sweating between them. In many ways, he 
    felt like they were all part of a sandwich, and Mary was the meat. 

    Their bodies had moved together for the longest time, and soon, both Jerry 
    and Rod were massaging the girl's tits, with their fingers. 

    She, in turned, was running one hand up and down Jerry's body, while she had 
    the other hand behind her body, so she could feel Rod's taut buttocks. She 
    kept moaning about how sensational it was to be between the two hottest 
    dicks on campus, and that kept both of the men turned on a great deal. 

    Soon, they were both coming, even though, as Jerry recalled it, he knew that 
    Rod was the one who had started to come first. Rod's come in her asshole had 
    turned her on so much, that her pussy had spasmed around Jerry's dick even 
    tighter than it had the other time when he had fucked her. 

    He hadn't been able to hold back after a few minutes of those tight spasms, 
    and soon, he was pumping his load into her. 

    Later, the three of them showered, and after Mary had left, Jerry and Rod 
    had sat down and had the longest talk. 

    They discussed the fact that they seemed to be quite competitive, and then, 
    the subject changed to what had happened that evening. Jerry was the one who 
    had come up with the idea that changed their friendship, and brought them 
    closer. 

    "Look, it could be much cheaper for both of us if one of us would go out on 
    a date one night, and bring the broad back here. We could always play 
    innocent. Like I could be sitting her nude, studying, when you come back. I 
    could say that I had no idea you had a date, and soon, we could work it into 
    a threesome. Then, the next night, you can do the same thing with me. I 
    think it would be great." 

    "I agree, and it would cut down the competition." 

    "Of course it would. We'd both be getting the girl for the first time, at 
    the same time. The only argument would be who fucks her cunt first, or her 
    mouth, or her ass, but we can always let her decide." 

    And so, they had agreed on that kind of an arrangement, and it had worked 
    out well. 

    In fact, as Jerry sat in the restaurant and sipped at his wine, he kept 
    looking at Rod, and he kept thinking that Rod had even learned some of the 
    tricks from him. When he looked back at the picture of Rod's fiance, he 
    thought that many of the techniques that had been used to tie the girl up, 
    were some that he had taught Rod. 

    He closed his eyes again, and started to think back to Jenny, one of the hot 
    Puerto Rican chicks that they had brought back to the room. 

    Jenny had been Rod's date, and she was a fiery black-haired number, with the 
    hottest cunt and tits that Rod had ever come across. 

    When he had walked into the room, and they had seen Jerry sitting on the 
    bed, the way they had decided, she had clicked her tongue against the roof 
    of her mouth, and she had looked at both of them slyly. 

    "I've heard about roommates who set things up like this," she said. "I've 
    kind of thought about what it would be like to be in a threesome. Well, 
    let's get to it." 

    Within seconds, she had been going down on Jerry, without even taking off 
    her clothing. She had just jumped onto the bed, and she had started to move 
    her mouth up and down 

    Jerry's raised shaft, taking him deep into her throat. Jerry had started to 
    undress her, opening her blouse and feeling her tits. 

    Meanwhile, Rod was behind her, and he had started to pull her pants and 
    panties down, so that he could eat her pussy from behind. 

    Jerry had known that she would be hot when she started to come less than a 
    few seconds after Rod had started to eat her pussy. 

    His friend had just licked her, flicking her clit back and forth, and her 
    whole body had gotten tense, as her juices had started to flow. Her nipples 
    had started to throb under Jerry's massaging touch, and soon, she was taking 
    his load in her mouth. 

    Jenny had kept her mouth near his cock, and then, Jerry and Rod had started 
    to talk to each other about who would fuck her where. 

    "I can keep fucking her face, and you can take her ass," Jerry had said to 
    Rod. "I think that she would have a really tight ass." 

    Just then, the fiery black-haired girl had pulled her head up. 

    "Wait one fucking second," she had said. "If any decisions are going to be 
    made, this here bitch is going to do it. No one fucks my ass. I've never had 
    a cock in my ass and I intend to keep going through life that way. If the 
    Lord had intended for me to take it up my ass, he wouldn't have given me 
    such a hot cunt." 

    Jerry had been pissed off then, but when he had looked at Rod, he had seen 
    his friend shaking his head no, as if Rod didn't want Jerry to show his 
    anger. 

    Still, it was the first time that a bitch had ever talked back to him, and 
    he hated the fact that she thought she could get away with it. 

    "All right, Jerry, you can start to fuck her cunt. Let her ride you up and 
    down." 

    "And what will you be doing?" Jenny had asked Rod then. 

    "I want to stand on the side and watch. I get off on watching a hot bitch 
    fucking this dude over her. I get off on it a lot. You make it real good for 
    him, Jenny, and then I'm gonna take over after he shoots into you." 

    Jenny had started to straddle Jerry's cock, and within a few more seconds, 
    she had been moving her wet, juicy cunt right over him. 

    Then, Jerry had started to fuck her nice and hard. As he did, he noticed 
    that Rod wasn't even watching the two of them. But when he saw where Rod was 
    going, he couldn't have been happier, because Rod was opening the bottom 
    dresser drawer, and he was pulling out the thick leather strap that Jerry's 
    father had given to him. 

    He held it behind his back as he walked toward the bed, and then, he started 
    to move his body against Jenny's, from behind. He rubbed himself there, and 
    kissed her on the neck, and soon, she was riding Jerry's cock even faster. 

    Every so often, she would turn and tell Rod not to fuck her ass, because he 
    kept moving his cock there. 

    Then, when she was hardly even aware of what was happening, Rod pulled her 
    arms behind her back, and he started to tie them up with the leather strap. 
    She was so lost in her passions, that by the time she realized what was 
    happening, it was too late. 

    She started to scream, and then, Rod pushed her face forward, so that she 
    was kissing Jerry on the lips. Actually, the whole thing had been done to 
    muffle her screams, because they did have her in the dorm, and they could 
    have gotten into trouble. 

    Rod worked fast after that. He started to grease up his cock, because he 
    knew that he wouldn't be able to grease her ass. He knew that she would try 
    and resist him too much, and so, he had to get his cock lubed before he 
    could enter her. 

    When he did, she let out a loud moan, and he loved it. 

    Jerry would never forget the way her cunt had started to spasm hard around 
    his cock the second that Rod was inside of her asshole. 

    He had started to understand then, that 

    Jenny probably really loved being fucked in the ass, and even if it was her 
    first time, she had gotten into it so much, that she was coming harder than 
    ever. 

    She no longer screamed. In fact, she had started to move her body all 
    around, so that she was keeping both dicks moving in and out of her ass and 
    cunt. Jerry had been happy when her cunt spasms had subsided, because one 
    thing he always liked to pride himself on was the fact that he could usually 
    keep from coming longer than Rod. 

    When he and Rod would get into discussions about it, Rod would always have 
    the answer. 

    "I usually take the ass, and most girls are tighter in the ass then they are 
    in the cunt. It only follows that I get turned on faster than you do, and 
    there's really not a thing that we can do about it." 

    When he had said that, Jerry had decided that he would take the ass for a 
    while, with the next few girls, and when he had, he had still come after 
    Rod. 

    Fucking Jenny had been an incredible experience for both of them, because it 
    was the first time that they had ever tied up a girl and taken her. Most of 
    the others were more than willing to become slaves to the men when they got 
    a look at the two cocks that they would be dealing with. 

    Jerry finished his wine, and started to smile at Rod. 

    "How do you do it, Jerry?" his friend asked him. "You've never worked a day 
    in your life, and yet, you seem to have even more money than I do. I've 
    never been able to understand it Jerry. What do you have that I don't?" 

    "You remember my cock," Jerry said to him. "You remember the way that women 
    would go crazy over it. Well, that part of me has stayed the same." 

    "Well, girls would always cater to my cock, too," Rod said. "But that part 
    of me has stayed the same, and it doesn't work that way anymore." 

    "Tell me about this Nina. Where did you meet her and shit like that?" 

    "I just told you," Rod said to him, and Jerry had to smile. 

    "I was thinking about old times with you and me and those bitches we would 
    take. I wasn't concentrating on you and Nina." 

    Rod looked a little embarrassed then, and Jerry could understand why, as 
    soon as Rod had told him where he met the girl. 

    It seemed that Rod had been going to a peep show one day, and he had thought 
    that he would take in a strip show instead. He had walked in, and he had 
    seen his lovely blonde fiance up there on the stage. 

    She had been almost naked, wearing only a G-string at the time, and he had 
    been taken with her beauty. She had light blue eyes and long blonde hair, 
    and when she moved, her tits seemed to be so firm. She had started to walk 
    down a platform in Rod's direction, and then, right in front of him, she had 
    stripped off her G-string. 

    In fact, she had let it fall onto his face, and he had smelled the sweet 
    scent of her pussy, long before he ever got close to her. 

    She had started to thrust herself back and forth in his direction, and he 
    had felt the hard-on in his pants as she was doing that. He had seen the 
    slit that she had, and he had fallen in love with her. 

    "So I bought this thing back to her after the show. I wondered if she had 
    thrown it in my direction so that she could meet me. After all, after the 
    show, she just walked offstage, leaving me with the G-string." 

    "And you want to make sure that this girl stays faithful to you after you're 
    married?" Jerry had to ask Rod then. "I can hardly believe that. Why, what 
    she does on stage is almost like what a whore does." 

    Rod looked mad, and Jerry calmed down a little bit. He thought that his 
    friend was really asking him to do the impossible. 

    After all, you couldn't train a girl who was such a loose woman. You had to 
    start with a certain kind of girl, otherwise, it would be impossible. 

    "You don't seem to understand," Rod said to Jerry. "She tells me that she's 
    still a virgin. She tells me that she's just come from a small town, and 
    that she needed the work. She only strips on stage, but she doesn't do 
    anything off stage." 

    Jerry had to smile. He could not help but think that his friend was being 
    taken for a ride. He could not imagine a virgin working in one of those 
    strip clubs. In fact, he had known a few girls who had done it, and they 
    made most of their money after the show, from the men they had turned on. 

    A quick blow job or an even faster fuck was what provided the girls with 
    most of their income. Nina had to be doing the same thing, Jerry thought. 

    "Does she still strip, now that you're engaged?" Jerry asked him. 

    "No. I've managed to get her to stop doing that. And I do believe that she 
    is a virgin. She doesn't even let me touch her. I want to, but I love her so 
    much, that I'm really willing to wait for her." 

    "Then what about this?" Jerry asked, and he held up the picture of Nina, 
    tied and chained, with the wooden stake up her cunt. 

    Rod looked at it, and he started to laugh, which confused Jerry. 

    "We play," he said to his friend. "She lets me do all kinds of things to her 
    as foreplay, but she doesn't let me fuck her. That still makes her a 
    virgin." 

    "And how do you know that she didn't do things with other men? She could 
    have taken some of the men backstage with her, and jerked them off or 
    something like that. She didn't have to let them fuck her, either." 

    "I asked her about it, and she said that she didn't. She said that I'm the 
    only man whose cock she ever touched, even though she's only just touched it 
    with her hand. She still has not gone down on me." 

    Jerry started to smile. He was more and more interested in the girl then, 
    and he started to lick his lips a little bit. 

    "All right, Rod. I'll take this case on. I'll make sure that Nina will 
    always be your slave, and I'll make sure that she'll serve you and only 
    you." 

    "How shall we arrange this then?" Rod asked. "Do I bring her to your place?" 

    "Of course. Make sure that you've given her something. Here, take one of 
    these. It's a sleeping pill. She'll be groggy, so that she'll hardly even 
    know what's happening until she's already bound. I'll take it from there." 

    Rod started to smile, and Jerry stood up and left, leaving his friend with 
    the check. 

    He knew that Rod could afford it, since the man was a big criminal lawyer. 
    In some ways, Jerry did envy Rod, even though he knew that Rod would have 
    been willing to change places with him in a second. 

    And of course, that was understandable, since Jerry's work involved his 
    pleasures at all times. When you had a cock like his, you could be the 
    master over any bitch that came your way, and he couldn't wait to conquer 
    that blonde bombshell. 

     CHAPTER EIGHT 

    When Nina woke up, she had no idea where she was. She felt as if she was 
    rather free to move, until she realized something. 

    Her arms were shackled, right near her armpits. She could see how thick the 
    metal cuffs were that were around her upper arms, and she could see the 
    thick link chain that was connected to them. The two chains were connected 
    to each other, and then, as one solid thick link chain, they ran up to the 
    ceiling. 

    She started to move around, almost as if she was dancing. 

    In her delirious state, she kept thinking that she was putting on her show 
    for all those hot men out there, and when she closed her eyes, she could 
    almost hear them yelling and applauding for her. 

    "Take it off, Nina baby," she thought she heard one man yell. "Spread those 
    cunt lips for us so we can see all of you." 

    She tried to do it, and it was then that she realized how the shackle was 
    keeping her confined. She couldn't lower her arms enough, because of the way 
    that the shackle had been put on, but she was still content. 

    Let them come backstage if they want to see my insides, she kept thinking. 

    She continued to move, until suddenly, she felt something snapping onto her 
    body. 

    When Nina opened her eyes and looked down, she could see a thick red lash 
    mark on her chest, right between her two small breasts. Then, she felt the 
    leather hitting her again, and she let out a loud gasp. 

    She could see a man standing right in front of her, holding a whip. 

    She had never seen this man before. He had curly brown hair, and she could 
    see that he had to have a hairy chest, since his shirt buttons were open on 
    the top, and she could see the brown fur sticking out in tufts. 

    She started to feel some pleasure in her cunt then. 

    "I see that the hair has grown back," Jerry said to her, and he moved the 
    whip toward her pussy, and rubbed it there. 

    "What are you talking about?" she asked him. He was talking to her as if he 
    knew that there were times when she shaved her cunt. 

    That was only when Rod wanted her to, she thought. Most times, she preferred 
    not to be shaved. It was always so much better when it came to putting on 
    her shows. 

    He started to rub the whip against her cunt lips, and the whole time, he 
    kept thinking that she had to be one of the most beautiful women he had ever 
    seen in his life. Next to her, Kathy looked like a piece of shit. 

    Nina closed her eyes again, and imagined that the whole thing was a joke. 

    She started to think back to those times when she was on stage, when she 
    would be dancing for all those men. 

    She knew why she got off on it. It was because of her father, whom she 
    hated, and the way that he had always abused her. He had never taken her 
    sexually, although, she was sure that he would have, had he had the choice. 

    Her mother had run out on them when they were younger, and her father had 
    always treated her as if she had been born innto the world in order to cater 
    to his every wish, except for the sexual wishes. 

    He didn't really need her for that, since he had so many women over. 

    However, whenever Nina would do something bad, he would punish her by 
    hitting her across the face, and every so often, he would strip her and tie 
    her to her bed. Then, he would start to stick things inside of her. 

    She could remember it happening so many times, and could hardly even 
    remember a time when her father would compliment her. 

    Instead, he would always be telling her what a piece of shit she was. He 
    would always be telling her how he wished she wasn't even there, except, of 
    course, when it came time to her serving him his dinner. 

    If it was overcooked, he would hit her on the ass with a paddle, until her 
    ass was so sore, that she could hardly even sit down. She could remember 
    having gone for at least two weeks, once, after a spanking, where it hurt 
    her to sit. 

    Then, when she was fifteen, he had gotten mad at her about something, and he 
    had started to slap her across the face. 

    He had forced her down onto her bed, and he had tied her up. He had started 
    to whip her, and as he had, she had noticed the way his cock was getting 
    stiffer in his pants. When she kept looking at the. bulge, his eyes had 
    moved down there, too. 

    "You little slutty pig," he had screamed at her. "I can tell that you want 
    your old father, don't you? Well, you're not going to get me. You're not 
    going to get me." 

    If she had wanted him in any way, it would have been dead. She hated him 
    with a passion, and wished that he would drop dead. 

    He had run out of the room then, and she had been left tied on the bed. That 
    night, she had a great deal of time to think, since she couldn't sleep, 
    because she was tied on her back, and had to sleep lying on her stomach. 

    She had known that he would try to take her soon. If he was already getting 
    hard-ons when he would tie her up and see her naked, then the time would 
    come shortly when he, like all men, would have to give in to his desire. 

    That next morning, when he untied her and went off to work, she packed her 
    bags and left, leaving him no note. 

    She kept thinking that he wouldn't even care, since he had told her that he 
    sometimes wished she wasn't even around. 

    Nina had come to New York, and she had had trouble finding a job, since she 
    was so young. Then, she had met a man in a bar on Forty-second Street, and 
    that man had told her how hot he thought she was. 

    He had asked her if she would like to strip to make some money. 

    At first, she had been reluctant. She knew what stripping would lead to, and 
    she didn't really want to live that kind of a life. Still, she had no money, 
    and when the man told her she had to do nothing more than take off her 
    clothing, she agreed. 

    "Some of the girls strip for extra money," he had said to her. "And then, 
    they do more if they want to make even more money. But if you don't want to, 
    then don't bother. There are enough broads to take care of all those horny 
    men." 

    He had said it with a sly smile on his face. 

    Nina would never forget her first time on stage, because, even though she 
    was taking off her clothing, she was getting round after round of applause, 
    and she actually started to feel beautiful for the first time in her life. 

    They cheered her on, time and time again, and she loved it. 

    She was making incredibly good money, and then, one day, like most people 
    who make so much, she wanted to start making even more. 

    "It would be so easy," her friend, and co-stripper had told her. 

    "It would be easy for you, but I'm a virgin. I don't want to start taking in 
    dicks left and right. I don't really care very much about being a virgin, 
    mind you. I wouldn't give a shit if I lost my cherry. 

    "Still, I could use the extra money. It would come in so handy." 

    "Then use your mouth, baby," her friend said to her. "Most of those guys 
    would come so fast anyway, that it's ridiculous to even start getting 
    undressed. Just go down on them and start to suck them off." 

    And so, she had done that, but first, she had gone in to her boss, the man 
    that she had met in the bar, who first introduced her to her stripping way 
    of life. 

    She had started to tell him what she wanted to do, and he had sat back on 
    his chair, and placed his feet up on the desk. He had been smiling the whole 
    time, especially when she told him that she was still a virgin. 

    "And one other thing, Jake. I've never even sucked off a man in my life." 

    "Then why don't you try me?" he had asked her. "Why don't you suck my dick 
    off and you'll learn the way to go about it. Of course, each man likes 
    different things, but with most of the horny bastards you'll be dealing 
    with, a quick suck and jerk should do the trick and make them come." 

    He had pulled his hard cock out of his pants, and she had loved the way that 
    it looked. It was the first time she had ever seen a hard cock in the flesh, 
    and when she had moved closer to it, she had started to go down on it. 

    Nina had fallen in love with the taste of dick that second. She had started 
    to move her mouth up and. down the shaft, working her tongue at the same 
    time, because she knew that enough tongue flicks would turn him on. 

    Plus, she could taste his cock flavor even better that way. 

    Soon, Jake had been shooting a load off into her mouth, and she had 
    swallowed every drop of it. Then, he had pulled a ten dollar bill out of his 
    pants, and he had given it to her, and told her to consider it her first 
    extra earnings. 

    Soon after that, Nins had started doing some extra work. After a good strip 
    show, where the audience would be cheering her on, she would usually have a 
    line of people waiting for her in the back. 

    She would take them on, ten dollars a head, or rather, ten dollars a dick, 
    one at a time, and she would never care that she just stayed on her knees. 

    To her, all those men were just cocks anyway, which was why she didn't even 
    stand up and look them in the face. She would just hold up her hand for the 
    money, while she would be kneading the dick through the man's pants, and as 
    soon as a ten would be placed on her palm, she would pull her hand back, 
    slip the money into her pocket, then start to open up the zipper and pull 
    out the cock. 

    By the time all that would take place, the man would usually be throbbing, 
    and most times, all it took was some jerking on her part, and a tongue on 
    the tip of the cock, and she would feel the come pouring into her mouth. 

    She had been doing that until the day that she met Rod. 

    She had noticed him sitting in the audience, since she could always see the 
    faces of the men who would be sitting in the front. 

    When she wanted to act even hotter in front of the men, she would always 
    pick out one of the best looking men in the crowd, and play her act directly 
    toward him. That afternoon when Rod was there, he was the one she had 
    chosen. 

    She had thrown her G-string at him, and had hoped that he would come back 
    for a blow-job. After all, it would be extra money for her, and not only 
    that, but it was even more fun to go down on a man whom she liked the looks 
    of. 

    She knew that she would even be looking at his face as she sucked his cock, 
    which was rare. Usually, she had her eyes closed. 

    He had come back, and he had asked her out for coffee, and of course, she 
    had accepted. 

    Then, he had asked her if she would see him again. 

    Nina had been a bit confused, since he was the first man who hadn't really 
    wanted her to do anything to satisfy him. In fact, at first, she had thought 
    that he probably wasn't even interested in women at all. 

    But she had started to date him anyway, because he seemed to be classy. 

    Then, the first time he had her over to his apartment, she had been more 
    than impressed. She knew that she was dealing with a man who had a lot of 
    money, and when they started to do drugs, she loved it. 

    However, she had passed out, and when she had awoke, she had been chained 
    up, and there had been a wooden stake shoved up her cunt. 

    Then, Rod had appeared, and he had told her how he was going to marry her, 
    and how he was going to make sure that she was his for all times to come. 

    "You will be my slave, and I will be your master," he said to her, and he 
    had started to make oral love to her body. 

    He had not tried to fuck her, nor had she even had the chance to look at his 
    cock that time. Eventually, after they had been going together, he would let 
    her play with his hard cock, but he wanted her to save herself for marriage. 

    She had told him that she was a virgin, which was true, and naturally, he 
    had assumed that all of her sexual activities were limited. Nina had known 
    enough to let him keep thinking whatever the fuck he wanted to think. She 
    didn't want to break his illusion of what she really was. 

    Of course, she was confused as to what she really was, but she did know one 
    thing and that was that she was a born cock-lover. 

    She loved to suck cocks, and she was looking forward to the day when she 
    would be able to suck his. Of course, she knew that wouldn't be until after 
    they were married, and she had been thinking about that a lot. 

    It would probably be nice to have his cock all to herself, but she hadn't 
    been too sure, of late, if that would be enough. 

    After all, she had sucked so many dicks in her day, that to just commit 
    herself to one, seemed like it might be impossible. Of course, she kept 
    thinking, if he turned out to be a good fuck, she might like that, too. 

    Now, as she looked at the handsome brown-haired man, who was standing there 
    with the whip, she wondered what his cock would be like. She let her eyes 
    look down at his pants, and she had to gasp. 

    Having started to get most men hard before their cocks were even out of 
    their pants, she knew what a hard bulge could look like in a man. The bulge 
    that she could see in the man's pants as he stood in front of her was bigger 
    than any other she had come across. 

    "Why do you have me here?" she asked the man. "What's the purpose?" 

    Jerry smiled at her, and he moved closer to her. Then, he started to run his 
    hand down her body, through her thick blonde bush, and into her cunt. He let 
    his fingers wander over her cunt lips for only a few seconds, then 
    penetrated her. 

    He wondered if he should tell her that he had been talking to Rod, and that 
    Rod wanted to make sure she would be his slave. 

    After all, Jerry was thinking about something else. 

    That afternoon, while he had been sitting home, waiting for Rod to arrive 
    with Nina, he had been thinking about the last few days with his friend in 
    college. 

    After a while, their threesomes had become tiring, and so, they had decided 
    that they would both date girls, and no longer compete. That promise had not 
    lasted too long, at least when it came down to Rod. 

    Jerry remembered Sharon, one of the hottest broads on campus. She had been 
    elected the home-coming queen, and Jerry had thought that it would be a piss 
    to take her to the ball. Since he had been fucking her steadily, he was sure 
    that she would ask him. 

    The night after she had been elected, he had made sure to fuck the hell out 
    of her. He had come in her cunt at least three times, and he had made sure 
    that she had come at least five times. He had eaten her pussy longer than he 
    had eaten any other girl's, and she had loved it. 

    That night, after she had left, he had started to brag to Rod about the way 
    he had kept her turned on, and he had gone into specific detail, letting his 
    roommate know just what turned Sharon on. He told Rod about the way she 
    loved to have her clit nibbled on, and how much she loved to have her ass 
    fingered. 

    Of course, since they were good buddies, he had been sure that Rod wouldn't 
    turn on him, which was what had happened. 

    Although he didn't know it until a few days later, the next night, Rod had 
    asked Sharon out, and he had taken her back to her place, just so Jerry 
    wouldn't know about it. He had started to fuck her the way that she liked 
    it, and from what Jerry imagined, Rod had probably been fingering her 
    asshole and eating her cunt for hours. 

    Of course, that bitch had chosen Rod to accompany her to the dance, and 
    Jerry had not let his friend know how pissed off he was. 

    However, when he had been thinking about it that day, he thought that it was 
    the one and only time where someone had crossed him in his life. 

    Now, as he was looking at the lovely Nina, he started to think about how 
    easily the girl could be his slave, and not Rod's. 

    He knew that Rod would be pissed off, but once it would happen, there would 
    be nothing that his friend could do about it. The idea appealed to Jerry so 
    much, that he could feel the way his cock was throbbing in his pants. 

    "I have you here to make you mine," he said to her. 

    "But I belong to someone else, and he loves me. He wants to marry me. His 
    name is Rod, and he thinks that I'm the most beautiful . . .," 

    "I know all about him," Jerry said. "He was the one who sent you here. He 
    thought that you should be trained, and you will be." 

    "What? Just who the fuck does he think he is?" Nina asked. 

    And Jerry knew that he was already on the way to making her his, since she 
    seemed to think that Rod was a bastard for doing something like that. 

    She still kept her eyes on his crotch, he could tell, and he loved the way 
    that she kept looking there. Soon, he was rubbing himself. 

    When he saw the way she was licking her lips, he knew that she must have 
    liked to suck cocks, and he started to think about that. 

    From what Rod told him, it didn't seem like Rod knew all that about her. 

    Slowly, and temptingly, Jerry started to pull his zipper down, and when he 
    reached in his pants and pulled out his dick, she gasped loud. 

    "Oh God, I've never seen a cock like that before." 

    "And chances are good that you'll never see another one. I'm not claiming 
    that it's one of a kind, but I've never seen one bigger." 

    He started to move closer to her, and she bent down a little bit, as if she 
    wanted to lick the head of Jerry's upraised shaft. 

    "Have you ever had a cock in your cunt?" he asked her. 

    "No, and I don't want yours.. I have to save myself for my intended. If you 
    want me to suck it, I will suck it. I've sucked many cocks, but none as big 
    as yours." 

    Jerry started to laugh, and he turned around and walked to the corner. He 
    started to wheel something over toward her, and when she saw it, she gasped 
    again. 

    "This, my dear, is a phallus on coals. It happens to be made of steel, too, 
    and since you can see how hot the coals are, you know that the phallus must 
    be fiery. Now, you have a choice. You can either beg me to fuck you with my 
    dick, or you can suck my dick while I lower you over this phallus and let it 
    fuck you." 

    Nina could see how hot the coals looked, and as she moved her leg near the 
    phallus, she could feel the heat that was radiating from it. Jerry pushed 
    her leg closer, and she saw .the red mark that it left on her thigh, after 
    she screamed and pulled her leg away. 

    "All right, you can fuck me," she said to him. "I don't seem to have any 
    choice." 

    "You won't regret it either," he said to her. "I've been told that I'm one 
    of the best fuckers around. Believe me, I'll make you love it." 

    And he knew that he would, because he knew that in order to make her his, he 
    had to be able to show her a great time. 

    Jerry moved right in front of her, and pushed the hot phallus away. Then, he 
    started to kiss her on the lips, and he was rubbing his cock against her 
    cunt patch. He could feel how wet she was getting as he did it, and when she 
    started to suck on his tongue, he knew that he was making her even hotter. 

    He massaged her breasts, plucking on her hard nipples, and she was soon 
    pressing her cunt up against him, and begging him to enter her. 

    He thrust into her, just a bit, and when he felt the way her cunt lips were 
    pursing around the head of his cock, he pulled back. 

    "Beg me more," he said to her. "I want to hear how good you'll be to me when 
    I've fucked you and shown you how much pleasure your body is capable of. I 
    want to hear that you'll always be my slave, forever." 

    "But what about Rod?" she asked him. "What about Rod?" 

    "You can still marry him. I don't care about that. But you must be mine 
    always, even if you are with him. When he fucks you, you must think about me 
    at alP times. And when he is away, and I call you and tell you to come over, 
    you must come over, and you must do whatever it is I ask you to do." 

    She was twenty years old, and she had been stripping for five years. She had 
    been sucking off cocks for the last four, and yet, she had never felt one 
    inside of her cunt. 

    The way he was rubbing himself against her cunt lips made her want him even 
    more, and she knew that she would have to agree. 

    When Nina felt the cock shaft sliding into her, she couldn't believe how 
    sensational it felt, from the very first second. Her father had broken her 
    hymen years ago, by sticking a wooden broom handle up her cunt, so she knew 
    that she didn't have to worry about the pain of a broken hymen. 

    And yet, the pleasure was more than she ever would have thought. She felt 
    the cock shaft sliding back and forth over her clit, and since her love 
    button had been stiff from the start, the pleasures just kept flowing. 

    When Jerry saw how much she was getting into it, he moved his hands behind 
    to her ass and lifted her up off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his 
    hips, and he started to thrust in and out of her even faster. 

    She was moaning louder and louder by the second, and he could feel the way 
    her cunt just kept spasming over and over again. 

    He knew, in fact, that he would have to slow down, and did. 

    That afternoon, Jerry managed to fuck her for three hours, and made her come 
    at least fifteen times, until she was a sweaty mass of satisfied flesh. 

    Then, he told- her that she would be going back to Rod, and when she seemed 
    upset, he slapped her hard across the face. 

    "In your mind you will know that you are always mine, but you can never let 
    Rod know it. You belong to him, and you will make him believe that you do." 

    And since she had been trained so well, she agreed to go along with it. 

    "My good slave," he said to her. "I can't wait until I know you are with 
    him, and I am still the master over you." 

    She started to moan, even as he continued to slap her. 

    He knew that she would never change back. 

     CHAPTER NINE 

    Jerry looked at the lovely brown-haired woman, and he couldn't have been 
    more impressed with the way that she was tied. 

    He particularly liked the way her legs were hanging up in the air, because 
    of the way he had slipped her knees over a pole, that was suspended from the 
    ceiling by a hanging chain. Of course, that had only been the beginning. 

    Her upper back was the only part of her body that was flat on the floor, and 
    her hands had been pulled behind the lower part of her back, and they had 
    been roped together with a thick cord. 

    It was the bow that impressed him the most. He had taken a bow, and had 
    removed the string, so he could just use the wooden part. 

    At one end, he had slipped a thin metal pole, and he had pierced her toes 
    with part of the pole. Then, the rest of the bow had been pulled between her 
    legs, so that it was pressed against her cunt, almost digging into her, 
    deep. 

    Last but not least, was the way that her tits were tied to a string that was 
    coming from the upper part of the bow. 

    He had tied only her nipples, making tight knots, so that her brown nipples 
    were throbbing, and there she lay, ready to be trained. 

    She was still unconscious, and as he looked over his records on what was to 
    be done with this lady, he had to smile. 

    It would be much easier than he had even thought, and the position that he 
    had her in would be quite beneficial. 

    Her husband, so it seemed, was into fucking this bitch in the ass, and she, 
    in turn, didn't want him to ever enter her that way. She wanted only 
    straight coital fucking, which her rich husband thought was a bore. 

    Jerry was just about to go into the room and wake her up, when the phone 
    rang. 

    He walked over and picked up the receiver, and listened. 

    "Hello, master. This is Nina. I just had to talk with you." 

    He couldn't believe that bitch had the nerve to call him at his house. He 
    had told her that she should never call him, but rather, just wait until he 
    got in contact with her, for that was the way he wanted to work it. 

    "What do you want? And why are you calling me here?" he screamed at her. 

    "I just wanted to talk to you. I wanted to hear you tell me that I'm yours." 

    "You are mine, you bitch. Now don't ever call me again." 

    "But wait. I can't go through with this marriage, master. I can't marry that 
    man now, because I love you. I thought that I loved Ron, but now I know that 
    I love you. I am your slave, to do with as you please." 

    Jerry started to laugh, and he could sense that she was tense on the other 
    end of the phone. Then, he started to speak again. 

    "Seeing as how you are my slave, you must do whatever I want you to do. I 
    command you to marry this man tomorrow, when you are supposed to." 

    "But then I will be his, and I am yours," she said to him. 

    He couldn't believe that she had the nerve to talk back to him in such a 
    way. 

    He started to think that maybe it had not been such a good idea to take her 
    into his bed after he had fucked her a few months ago. 

    He had even taken her into his bed the first time he had been with her, for 
    after she had started to tell him how much she loved him, and how she would 
    always worship him because he had the kind of cock she loved, he had liked 
    hearing it. 

    Jerry remembered the way he had unchained her then, and had led her into his 
    plush bedroom. He had laid her back on the bed, and then, he had climbed on 
    top of her. 

    "Let me suck you for a while," she had insisted. 

    Since he never could turn down a request like that, he had been more than 
    willing to let her take him into his mouth. 

    He had straddled her tits, letting his ass rest on them, and then, he had 
    seen the way she went about sucking his cock. 

    In many ways, she had reminded him of Melanie, at first. 

    She had sucked on his cock head, and she had let his cock shaft get all wet 
    with her saliva so she could, start jerking her hand up and down the shaft. 
    When he knew what she was doing, he had gotten really angry. 

    Rather than letting out his anger on her verbally, however, he had pushed 
    her hand out of the way, and he had thrust his cock deep into her mouth. 
    When his cock head was in her throat, and his pubic patch was pressed 
    against her nose, he had started to talk with her in a very hostile tone of 
    voice. 

    "This is the way you go about sucking a cock," he had screamed at her. "You 
    move your mouth all the way down the shaft, and you hold your man in your 
    mouth for as long as time as you possibly can. That is the way this master 
    likes it, and that is the way that most men like it. Only those real horny 
    ones who've never had a good blow job could come while you do what you were 
    doing to me." 

    Jerry had thrust his dick in and out of her mouth for the longest time, and 
    then, he could feel the way he was starting to pulsate. 

    He had slid his fingers down between her legs, and he had started to rub her 
    cunt, just as he was coming. That was when he knew that she was something of 
    a come lover, for her cunt started to pulsate hard. 

    He had not really been fingering her, although his fingers were in her cunt. 
    Instead, he had just been letting them sit between her slit, and he hadn't 
    even been wiggling her clit back and forth. Because she had managed to come, 
    and come as hard as she did, he had sensed that she sucked many cocks. 

    After he had come in her mouth, he had slid his way down her body. 

    Then, he had started to ask her about it, and she told him the truth. 

    Jerry learned all about the men that she would go down on backstage, and he 
    had had to smile, because he knew Rod was really a fool. Even when Rod had 
    been telling him about Nina, Jerry had thought that any girl who works as a 
    stripper, had to do other things. Rod, on the other hand, had been sure that 
    Nina was being faithful to him, and learning that she was not turned Jerry 
    on. ' . 

    He had wanted to hear more details from her, and so, she had gone on. She 
    had told him how, for a year, she had worked without doing anything like 
    that, but then, when she wanted to make more money, it seemed like the 
    easiest way. 

    He had asked her if Rod knew, and she told him no. Of course, Jerry had told 
    her that he wouldn't let Rod know about it, but he knew that if he ever had 
    to use something against her, that would be it. 

    Then, when his cock had been hard again, he had started to fuck her once 
    more. 

    Fucking her in a bed had been more than sensational. She had wrapped her 
    legs around his buttocks, and he had started to thrust even faster. 

    He had come inside of her many times that afternoon, and then, during the 
    last few months, when he would have the urge to fuck a hot pussy, he would 
    call her. He always called her over during the day, because he didn't want 
    to have any hassles with Rod, and knew that he would if Rod learned about 
    what he was doing. 

    Anyway, Rod had paid him three thousand dollars to train Nina, and even 
    though Jerry knew that there was no way his friend would ever see the money 
    again, he thought it would be better if there was no reason for Rod to even 
    start demanding it back. 

    Jerry knew that he had trained her anyway, even though she was trained for 
    him. 

    "I can't talk to you now," he said into the phone then. "Nina, don't you 
    ever call me again. You wait for me to call." 

    "But..." 

    "No. There is nothing more to be said. I'll talk to you soon." 

    "You're not going to come to the wedding then?" she asked him. 

    "Of course I'm not. I know that you wouldn't be able to control yourself 
    there, and tomorrow, you have to shower all . your affection on Rod. You 
    have to be his woman for the day, and for the duration of the honeymoon." 

    "But I thought that I was your woman," she said to him. 

    "You are, fool. And being my woman, I am commanding you to carry out the 
    orders that I have given. If I hear that you have not, then you will be 
    punished. Do you hear me, you piece of shit slave? I will punish you if you 
    do not treat yourself as Rod's wife, at least for the first few days." 

    He slammed the phone back down on the hook, and hoped that it would not 
    ring. 

    She had called him once before, and he had slammed the phone down on her, 
    and five seconds later, she had called back. 

    That time, Jerry had not let her know just how angry he was that she had had 
    the nerve to call him back, after he had screamed at her, and so, he had 
    acted rather kind toward her, and had told her he wanted her. 

    Then, when she came over, she had suffered. She had never had a cock up her 
    ass before, and he knew that was the way to get at her. 

    After all, since she was supposed to be all Rod's, and she was supposed to 
    be faithful to Rod (at least to the man's knowledge), Jerry knew that he 
    could not be rough enough with her so that he would leave marks on her body. 

    He had realized that after her training session had been completed. 

    He had still tied her up, however, even though the ropes were not as tight 
    as they would usually be. He didn't want to leave a burn on her wrists, and 
    so, he tied a looser knot, and it was only when she tried to pull free that 
    the ropes would cut into her flesh, and that was all her fault. 

    Jerry told her that if Rod asked, she could tell him she got the burn marks 
    while she was performing on stage, something that she still liked to do. 

    Once he had had her tied, he had started to eat her asshole, and she had 
    seemed to be getting into it while he did it. 

    Then, when she was not at all ready, he had plunged his dick into her 
    asshole. 

    She had let out a scream, which was met by his hand, slapping her hard 
    across the face, while he told her to shut her fucking mouth. 

    "This is the slave's punishment for not listening to her master," he had 
    said to her, while he ground his cock in and out of her cunt. "This is the 
    slave's punishment for insisting that the master speak to her, when he had 
    already hung up on her." 

    He had heard the way that she was groaning, and soon, she was starting to 
    moan a little bit. 

    Jerry would never forget the way he had rammed his fingers into her cunt, 
    and started to pinch her clit hard. 

    When that had happened, he remembered the way her ass muscles started to 
    spasm around his cock, and that had been a nice feeling. 

    He kept fucking her for the longest time, and finally shot his load into her 
    asshole. 

    In the end, he knew, it had not been that much of a punishment, since she 
    had started to get into being fucked in the ass. When he heard the way she 
    was moaning, and begging him to do it a little slower, he had started to 
    fuck her ass harder and faster. Then, she had been in pain again, but she 
    had learned. 

    Jerry stood by the phone for a few more seconds, and when she did not call 
    back, he started to walk toward the room where he had the brown-haired woman 
    tied. As he looked at the way his nipple ropes were pulling on her tits, he 
    could remember his mother, and the way he had seen her nipples pierced, and 
    her tits being stretched. 

    He felt the way his cock was starting to get stiffer. 

    Then, the woman started to moan, and Jerry reached for the whip on the wall. 

    "Where am I? What am I doing here? I don't understand this." 

    "Hello, slave pig," he said to her, and he moved right over to her, so that 
    one foot was on each side of her head, and she was looking straight up 
    between his legs. Since he was still dressed, all she could see was the 
    bulge. 

    "What did you call me?" she suddenly screamed at him. "How dare you call me 
    your slave. I don't know who the hell you are, but my husband is a big 
    attorney, and when he finds out what you did to me, you'll suffer. I'll make 
    sure that he gets your ass in jail, and that you stay there." 

    He picked up the whip and lashed it out at her flesh, then started to laugh. 

    "Do you really think that you can threaten me the way you're doing, cunt?" 
    he said to her. "What if I were to see to it that you never leave this place 
    alive? What if I were to kill you? What would you do then?" 

    He could see the way that she was starting to shiver, and once again, he 
    felt that he had death working in his favor, or at least the threat of 
    death. 

    One way to make a slave a slave, was to remind her of what you could do to 
    her. Most of the bitches that he came across, he thought, were always 
    haughty cunts, and they never seemed to realize just how vulnerable they 
    were until he would remind them of what he could do to them. 

    "All right," the brown-haired woman said to him. "You made your point. But 
    what do you want from me? How did I get here?" 

    He thought that he could easily tell her the truth. He could tell her that 
    her husband didn't like the fact that she was not letting him into her ass, 
    but he knew that was not the way to go about this one. 

    He started to get down on his knees beside her, and since her ass was raised 
    up off the floor, it was easy for him to rub her buttocks. He let his hands 
    massage her taut ass flesh, and then, he started to move his finger closer 
    to her asshole. 

    As soon as he touched it, she gasped, rather loud. 

    "I saw you and I wanted you," he said to her. "I saw you walking down the 
    street and noticed the way you wiggled that ass of yours around. I kept 
    thinking how nice it would be to fuck that ass of yours." 

    "What?" she said to him. "You can't do that to me. You- can't do that." 

    He reached for the string that was tied to her nipple, and pulled on it. 
    When she started to cry, he could feel his cock getting stiffer. 

    "You forget, cunt, that I can do whatever the fuck I want to do to you. I 
    can kill you, if 

    I want, but I won't. All I'm asking is that you let me fuck your ass." 

    "Never," she said to him. "No man has ever fucked my ass, and no man will 
    ever fuck my ass. That's just the way I am." 

    He pulled the whip back, and lashed her lightly on the belly. When she 
    groaned, he had to start laughing, and he told her that he hadn't even 
    whipped her half as hard as he knew he could, if he wanted to really hurt 
    her. 

    Then, he showed her what a hard lashing was all about, and continued to 
    talk. 

    "And, I'll bet that in your life, you never thought that any man would ever 
    whip you before, either. I bet you always thought of yourself as the haughty 
    heiress, but you're just a piece of pussy, is all." 

    "I hate that word," she said to him then, and he saw the way that she even 
    winded. 

    "I don't really give a shit if you hate it or love it," he said to her. 
    "I've whipped you, and I'm going to fuck your ass. But first, I'm going to 
    make you beg me for my cock. I want to hear you beg for it." 

    He started to pull his zipper down, and then, he reached into his pants and 
    pulled his cock out, so that it was inches from her face. 

    He rubbed the head of his cock against her nose, and he started to laugh. 

    "Don't you love cocks?" he asked her. "And if you do love cocks, then you 
    certainly have to love this cock. You've probably never seen one the size of 
    this before." 

    "I hate yours more than I hate all the others," she said, and Jerry slapped 
    her across the face with his huge shaft. 

    She started to tell him how much more she hated him because of what he was 
    doing with his cock, and that was when he realized something. 

    It was not only his cock which she hated, but this broad seemed to hate all 
    cocks. He couldn't understand why she was married to that rich lawyer, 
    unless . . . 

    "How often do you and your women friends get it on?" he asked her, and when 
    he saw the look of shock on her face, he knew that he was on the right 
    track. She seemed to be involved with some women, he was sure. 

    "I don't know what you're talking about," she said to him. 

    "Of course you do, you lying cunt. You don't like cocks, and you're married 
    to a man. What do you let him do with his cock?" 

    "He fucks me, and I take it," she said to him. "It never takes him long to 
    come anyway, so I never have to put up with it for too long." 

    He started to laugh then, and he could imagine the way she would be in bed, 
    with her eyes closed, hoping that her husband would come inside of her cunt 
    fast, so that she would not have to put up with his dick for long. 

    He thought that she .was a deceiving cunt for doing something like that to 
    her husband, and he started to move his fingers toward her breasts. 

    She seemed to be confused when he untied the ropes around her nipples. 

    But Jerry knew just what he was doing. He knew that he would never be able 
    to get to her cunt, unless he had pulled the bow away from between her legs. 

    It was not until he had done that, and had moved his body so that he was 
    between her legs, too, that she even sensed what would happen. 

    Jerry took his cock firmly in his hand and started to rub it over her pussy 
    lips. He loved the way she looked when her cunt lips were opening and 
    closing, almost as if they were trying to cling to his shaft. 

    He liked to think that they were trying to beg him to enter. 

    She was getting wetter, too, and he moved his fingers to her cunt and 
    started to rub her clit gently, so that it was soon throbbing. 

    "You like this cock of mine," he said to her. 'You have to like this cock of 
    mine, because your cunt seems to want it." 

    "No," she said to him. "I don't want your cock. I don't want any cock." 

    "Your lips say one thing, and your pussy tells me another. Pussy. The word 
    seems to fit you even more, since you hate it so. You are nothing but a 
    pussy, and seeing as how that's the case, I'll fuck that cunt." 

    He rammed himself into her cunt, and he could feel the way her wet walls 
    were starting to spasm around his shaft. He thrust in deep, and held himself 
    there. 

    At the same time, he started to massage her asshole with his fingers. He was 
    feeling the way her asshole was loosening up a little bit, so that he could 
    slide his finger into her with much more ease. He loved that. 

    It let him know that she was really into getting something up her ass, for 
    if she had not been, her hole would have been tighter. 

    She was moaning, too, louder than he had ever heard anyone moan. 

    "You love it," he said to her. "Admit to me that you love it." 

    "No," she said to him. "I want you to come and get out of me, fast." 

    "You want me to stay inside of you for as long as I possibly can. You want a 
    cock in your cunt at all times, don't you?" 

    "No," she said to him. "I don't want a cock in my cunt." mi 

    He pulled himself out of her then, and started to rub it against her 
    asshole. Just as he was entering her ass, he screamed, telling her that if 
    she didn't seem to want a dick in her cunt, then she had to want it in her 
    ass. 

    He felt the way he had to force himself into her at first, but then, he 
    could feel how easily her asshole was opening up. 

    He moved his fingers to her tits and started to play with her nipples. They 
    were not only throbbing, but they were wet. In fact, Jerry could feel the 
    way her entire body was wet, and he knew that she was getting turned on 
    because of the way that he was fucking her tight asshole. 

    And, he kept thinking, even if she didn't want to admit it, she was loving 
    it. There was no way that she could deny it. 

    "Beg me to come in you, baby," he moaned at her. "Beg me to shoot my load 
    into your asshole, so that you can feel it shooting." 

    "Come already," she said to him. "Come. I do want to feel that cream filling 
    up my ass. I do want to feel it. Your cock is relaxing my asshole more than 
    ever." 

    He could feel the way his dick was starting to get tense inside of her body, 
    and he continued to thrust in and out at a nice, steady rate. 

    When he started to come, there was no way that the bitch could deny the 
    pleasure that she was feeling, because he could hear the way that she was 
    moaning. He started to wiggle her clit around a bit, and then, he felt the 
    way her juices were starting to flow right out of her cunt, all over his 
    fingers. 

    Jerry stayed on top of her for the longest time, and then, he could see the 
    look of lust in her eyes. He knew that he had made another one of those 
    cunts fall in love with him, and he decided that he would have to end it 
    now, before things got out of hand. 

    After all, he had enough putting up with Nina, and he didn't want to have to 
    deal with more than one lusting cunt. 

    "Now whenever you want to remember me, just let your husband fuck, your 
    ass," he said to her. "I'm sure that your husband does want to fuck your 
    ass." 

    "Yes, he does," she said to him. "He's told me so many times. But I don't 
    want him to fuck my ass. I want you. I want you always." 

    "No way, cunt," he said to her. "Don't you realize that to me, you're just 
    one worthless piece of shit. You should love a man who loves you, like your 
    husband. I couldn't give a flying fuck about what happens to you." 

    He pulled his cock out of her asshole, and started to stand up. He could see 
    the way the bound woman was starting to cry then, and he knew that he would 
    have to leave her lying there for a while, so she could get over it. 

    "Think about what I told you. You'll have time. And when I come back, I want 
    to have a long talk with you about your husband." 

    He hoped that time would make the cunt realize that it was senseless to fall 
    in love with him, and if that was the case, he knew he had another success. 

     CHAPTER TEN 

    Nina was bound again, and when Jerry had a look at her, he was still 
    enamoured with her beauty. However, he didn't really know if he liked the 
    way that she looked. 

    Her hands were tied up over her head, and she was wearing a ragged garment 
    top. 

    Just as Jerry walked into Rod's living room, he could see the way his friend 
    was holding the cutting blade of the can opener against the girl's flesh. He 
    watched as Rod started to move the blade, and there was blood. 

    Nina opened her mouth to scream, and then, Jerry spoke up. 

    "What the fuck do you think you're doing to her, Rod?" he asked the man. 

    'Tin teaching this cheating bitch a lesson," Rod said to her. "And when I'm 
    finished, you and I have to have a long talk." 

    Rod started to run the blade all the way down her back, and Jerry watched 
    with horror as the man was running it over her buttocks. He couldn't believe 
    it, but he had the feeling that Rod was planning to kill her. 

    "Get him to stop," Nina started to scream. "Get him to. stop." 

    Jerry ran over and grabbed the can opener from Rod, then threw it on the 
    other side of the room. He stood in his friend's way, and made sure that Rod 
    didn't try to get it. 

    "Now, what the fuck is the problem?" he asked. 

    "You are. You trained her to love men, and I've learned that she's been 
    taking on tricks backstage. I still want her to quit her job, but she won't. 
    If she was really my slave, then she would obey me and give up her job." 

    Jerry had to hide the smile. He Was relieved about one thing. 

    When he had gotten the call earlier, from 

    Nina, telling him that Rod seemed to be crazed with anger, and begging him 
    to come over, he was sure that Rod must have learned about the control that 
    he had on the girl. 

    When he had walked in and had seen the way Rod was cutting at her with the 
    blade, he had been a little bit shocked, too. He had been scared, thinking 
    that Rod would try to get at him, too. 

    But now, he knew that Rod was jealous of the other men. He was rather 
    surprised that she had not stopped working, but, since he had gotten to know 
    her better, he had learned about what her father used to do to her. 

    Just for satisfaction, and just to feel that she was loved and wanted, it 
    seemed good for her to be performing, he had thought. If she got off on 
    listening to those men cheering her on, then it was all right. 

    "Have you been going down on other men?" Jerry asked her, and as he stood in 
    front of her, he could see how much she was scared of him. 

    "Yes," she said to him. "But that's only because he doesn't let me go down 
    on him as much as I want to. He doesn't let me do it." 

    "Is that true, Rod?" Jerry said, looking at his friend. 

    "I like to fuck her cunt and her ass, and that's it. I don't really like it 
    when a girl goes down on me that often." 

    "Rod, don't you remember the basic rule that I taught you? You have to do 
    some things to bring the girls pleasure. You can't expect a girl to be your 
    slave unless you can show her the pleasures that you, as the master, can 
    bring to her. Look at the mess you've made of her now, too." 

    He could see the sorry look on Rod's face, and he was happy about that. 

    Then, he pulled the man to one side, and whispered into his ear. 

    "I think that you must let her go down on you, and you know what else I'm 
    thinkin? I'm thinking about those days in college. You never did let me get 
    your girl. I trained her, and now that she's your wife, I'd like to fuck 
    her." 

    Jerry had to smile when he saw Rod's face light up, for he knew that the man 
    had no idea how many times he had fucked his wife. 

    "All right," Rod said to him. "You can fuck her and she can suck me off, and 
    that should keep us all happy." 

    Rod walked over to where she was, and he untied her hands. 

    Then, he started to pull his cock out of his pants, and as he did, Nina 
    could see the way that it was getting stiffer. 

    She started to get down on her knees, but Jerry walked right up behind her 
    and began to rub his cock against her buttocks. 

    "Don't bend down, bitch, or else I won't be able to fuck this cunt of yours. 
    Your husband decided that he would let me fuck your cunt." 

    Nina just bent over then, and Jerry started to pull his cock out of his 
    pants. He moved it to her pussy, and began to rub it there. 

    As she backed up against him, she was moving her mouth down lower on Rod's 
    dick, so that Jerry watched it disappear into his friend's mouth. 

    He saw the way Rod was looking at him, and he knew that Rod must have been 
    thinking that he, Jerry, should be grateful. In some ways, Jerry wanted to 
    laugh, for he knew that Rod was the one who should be grateful. 

    After all, he knew that all he had to do was say the word, and Nina would be 
    his. 


    THE END
