Kidnapped By Her Uncle
by Unknown


FOREWORD 

Roni twisted and turned on the narrow straw mattress, then tried to pull her 
bound hands free from the leather straps that kept them secured. She thought 
that she was going to break free that time, but suddenly, heard a cracking 
sound and felt a stinging. 

Abby, the woman who owned the farm where Roni was being held prisoner, had 
just lashed a whip out at the young girl. 

She moved right over to her and tied the leather wrist strap again, tighter. 

Then she slid her hand down over Roni's naked body, feeling her large 
breasts and her thick black pubic patch. When she moved her fingers to 
Roni's cunt, she could feel how dry it was and as she started to stroke the 
girl, Roni was getting wetter and trying to squirm away at the same time. 

"It's no use, rich bitch," the dominant female said. "There's no way that 
you can escape from here. You're not going to leave this farm until you're a 
perfect sex slave for me. Until you learn to eat and love my cunt." 

And then Abby pulled her skirt up, exposing her naked wet pussy. Roni tried 
to scream as the woman began to move it closer and closer to her face ... 

 CHAPTER ONE 

"Now boys, stop it," Roni said, as she and her two male friends were 
swimming in the pool, located right in the back of the secluded mansion her 
uncle owned. 

Her uncle was her guardian and as much as she loved him, she still didn't 
trust him that much. As for his young, wanton wife, Roni not only couldn't 
trust her, but also happened to dislike the woman a lot. 

The two of them had gone away for the day, or so they said. And since there 
were only a few servants on duty and they never bothered her about anything, 
she had decided to ask Bob and Bill over for a swim, after school. 

The boys had been more than willing to come, especially Bob. 

As Roni was doing a back float, she felt someone swimming right between her 
legs and when he raised his head, Bob's mouth was inches away from her 
crotch, which was covered by the skimpy bottom of her bikini. 

"Come on, Bobby," the rich girl said to him. "I said, stop it." 

"Aw, Veronica," he said and she knew he was getting real angry. Whenever he 
started to call her by her full name, she knew he was mad. 

"No, Bobby, not here," she said to him. "I can't do it here." 

"Where then?" he asked her and she rolled over in the water and swam 
underneath it to the other side of the pool. That, she thought, was one way 
of avoiding his question. 

When she surfaced, in the deep end of the pool, she looked at him and could 
see that he was frustrated, but she didn't let it get to her. She knew that 
he'd get what he wanted, a little bit later. Only she hoped she'd like it as 
much. 

For she had only known Bobby for about six months now, having just met him 
after the long court battles to decide who would be her guardian. She was 
glad that she'd ended up living with her Uncle Fred, even though she didn't 
really love his wife, Betty. 

For Uncle Fred was the most liberal of all her uncles. She had begged him to 
let her go to a regular private school, as opposed to a girl's boarding 
school, which his wife had been considering and there, she'd met the love of 
her life. 

She hadn't been real easy with him, but she hadn't played hard to get, 
either. 

She had told him that if she really got to like him enough and sensed that 
he should be the one, she'd let him take her virginity. 

Her brown-haired boyfriend had rushed things a little bit, by taking her out 
often. Then one night, he'd gotten her real high. They had gone to see a 
movie, but while they were sitting in the theater, he'd lit a joint. 

Then his hand had started to rub up and down her thigh and she was glad she 
had been wearing pants. She knew his hand would have slid right up a skirt 
and into her panties. The movie was a real bore and when he pushed her long 
black hair away from her ear, leaned over and whispered, while licking her 
ear, she was turned on more. 

"Hey, this movie sucks and I have a friend with a place a few blocks from 
here. He's not home and I have the keys to his apartment." 

And since she was sixteen and soon to be seventeen, she thought it was time 
for her to go all the way with a boy. So she had left the movie with Bobby, 
telling him the whole time that she still had to be home by midnight and 
even had to find someone who had seen the film, so they could tell her what 
it was about. 

After all, Aunt Betty was sometimes like a prosecuting attorney in the 
mornings, asking her every detail about what she'd done the night before. 

Bobby surprised her when he told her he had already seen the flick and he 
told her the end as they were entering his friend's place. 

As soon as they were inside, he lit another joint, then opened a bottle of 
wine which was in the refrigerator. She suspected that Bobby had planned 
this whole thing, including the wine which he probably put there earlier 
that evening, but she did not press the point. After all, she wanted it to 
happen as much as he did. 

Once they were both pleasantly buzzed, her brown-haired handsome boyfriend 
leaned over and kissed her on the lips, with more passion than he'd ever 
shown before. His tongue seemed to move deep into her mouth, almost into her 
throat and she thought that it felt so good when she sucked on it. 

She also loved the way that it tasted in her mouth. 

His hand had started to slide up and down the front of her blouse and she 
hardly even realized that he was skillfully opening her buttons to expose 
more and more of her breast flesh and her bra. Soon the blouse flaps had 
been peeled open and Bobby slid his lips from her mouth, down to her neck. 

"Oh, Bobby, that feels incredible," she had moaned, because it really did. 
Her skin had never tingled so much before in her entire life. 

His hand had cupped her tit flesh, in the bra and suddenly, as his mouth 
slid down, her bra cup was pulled beneath her tit, her somewhat large 
rounded tit popped right out and his lips were around her nipple. 

Her nipples was dark and she felt the way it stiffened and began to throb 
right under the touch of his tongue. She felt his tongue flicking it back 
and forth as his mouth sucked on it so fucking hard and then his lips began 
to grind around it a little bit. 

That felt incredible. In fact, the pleasures from having her nipple worked 
over seemed to shoot right through her body, all the way down to her pussy. 
She felt the way her cunt began to spasm, the juices seeping from her cunt 
walls, right to the lips, so her panties were getting stained in the front. 

Bobby slid off the couch as he kept on nibbling her nipple and he slid onto 
his knees right between her legs. He spread them wider and as she pulled her 
other bra cup down to free her second tit, she thrust her ass up off the 
couch, thrusting her heated crotch right up against his chest. 

He had opened his shirt and she'd gotten a look at his hairy chest. Then she 
had slid her fingers to his nipples, while he moved his mouth to her second 
tit. 

While he was biting, licking and sucking on her nipple, she was pinching his 
and she could feel the way they were not only stiff, but throbbing. It 
amazed her when she felt him responding, as she'd always thought men did not 
have responsive nipples. 

Her tits felt so good as he licked them, that she hardly even noticed the 
way he unsnapped her jeans and pulled the zipper down. 

It was not until he had slid both hands underneath her body, then cupped her 
buttocks as he slid her pants down, that she realized they were already 
open. There were a few seconds of panic, as she came to the realization that 
once her cunt was exposed for him, there would be no stopping him. 

After all, that would really be the sign of a cockteaser. 

He pulled back a little bit, so he could pull her pants and panties all the 
way off and when he looked at her cunt, he let out a low soothing moan. 

"Oh, baby, you are so beautiful," he said, as he brushed his hand through 
her thick black pubic patch. "And you're already wet and turned on." 

After saying that, she saw him move his tongue right to her cunt lips and 
she watched him running it up and down. His tongue was long, pointed and red 
in color and she discovered that it felt as fantastic as it looked. 

Her cunt lips seemed to spread wide apart for his tongue, allowing it quick 
entry and he found her clit within seconds. 

Roni had been masturbating for the last few years, ever since an urge had 
suddenly come upon her one day when she was in bed. She'd just started to 
scratch what first felt like an itch and soon she was masturbating herself 
into a frenzy. 

So she knew how good she could feel. And she was surprised when Bobby's 
tongue made her feel at least ten times as good as her own fingers could 
make her feel. He slid his tongue in and under her small stiff clit, then 
pulled it out of her and sucked on it, holding it between his lips like he'd 
done to her nipple. 

And she did love it. She started to thrust herself up and down against his 
tongue and she could feel the way he worked it faster, flicking and wiggling 
it. 

She was so turned on as her orgasm began to rise, that she didn't even think 
about him for a while. But as she peaked and came down (but still stayed 
higher than she would normally be), she decided to play with him more. 

He hadn't bothered to open his own pants and as he stayed on his knees 
between her legs, she managed to slide a hand around to the front of his 
pants. 

She felt her way around for his cock bulge and was impressed and scared at 
his size, at the same time. For the bulge she could feel in his jeans let 
her know that this boy was hung. Of course, she'd never seen another stiff 
dick before (or felt one) so she had nothing to compare it to. But she did 
think of her cunt slit. 

She thought about the way it was only so wide and how his cock felt thicker 
than she was wide and how it might hurt. Almost as if he could read her mind 
and wanted to reassure her, he pulled his mouth back. 

"Don't freak out, baby. By the time I get your cunt worked up and you've 
fallen in love with my prick, you're going to want it." 

Actually, she did not believe that was possible, but that's how it turned 
out to be. For he opened his pants for her and then moved his mouth back to 
her cunt before she could get a good look at his bared prick. 

But she did move her hand down to it and it was sticking straight out. She 
was able to wrap her fingers around it and massage it firmly and she was 
feeling the heat that emanated from his huge piece of cock flesh. 

When he made her come a second time, he stood up on his knees, and began to 
rub the head of his prick against her cunt lips. 

She finally did get to see his proud eight inches and his heavy hanging 
balls in their hairy ball sack. As he rubbed the head of his cock against 
her cunt lips and the heat surged from his prick shaft into her cunt, she 
reached for his balls. 

They felt so fucking good in her hand, giving off even more heat than his 
shaft did and she moaned softly as she felt the heat rushing through her 
palm. 

When he started to move his prick into her, she stopped him. She was still 
scared and told him she wanted to get to know it better. 

So he stood up and stripped himself naked, then, as she kept sitting on the 
plush sofa, he climbed up on it and moved his cock to her lips. At first, 
she turned her head away in disgust and that seemed to turn him off a little 
bit, to the point where his prick lost some blood and drooped. 

"I can't take that in my mouth," she had said to him. "That would be 
disgusting. You can't expect me to take that in my mouth." 

"I sure can," he said. "Give it a try. Look, I licked you and I loved it. 
You'll take some time getting used to the taste of it, but try it." 

She had looked at the fat cock head, inches from her tongue and then she had 
decided to give it a try, flicking her tongue right out against the slit. 
There were a few come drops at the slit and she loved the way they tasted, 
right away. 

Her tongue just licked them away, quite skillfully and then she opened her 
mouth wider and began to slide her lips down his cock shaft. She heard him 
moan and then felt his hand near the back of her head. 

He was trying to push himself deeper into her mouth, further than she really 
wanted to take him. But he told her to inhale, to breathe in deeply and when 
she did, she felt him move and felt his prick head entering her open throat. 

When his heated balls pressed against her chin, she loved it. She thought 
that it felt so fucking good and his pubic hairs were pressing against her 
nose and he started to smell nice and musky and that scent was rushing 
through her head and then from her head through her body, turning her on, 
making her cunt spasm more. 

So after a few cock thrusts, she wanted to slide her lips all the way down, 
because only then was she able to press her nose into his pubic patch. 

And that smell was sensational and after a while, she was able to feel a 
kind of velvety texture on her lips. His cock had had it when she first 
started to suck it and it seemed to be left on her lips and she thought it 
was great. 

She pulled her mouth back for a few seconds and smiled. 

"I want to suck out a load," she had said to him. "I want to taste your come 
in my mouth. I want to swallow a load from your cock." 

"All right. But I'm still going to fuck you tonight, baby." 

"If you can," she said, thinking about what she knew about cocks. 

She knew that after an orgasm, a man lost his blood, meaning that he usually 
ended up limp. She knew that a man needed to have an erection in order to be 
able to get his prick into a girl (and especially a virgin girl, which she 
was) and that if a man didn't have one, chances were good he couldn't fuck a 
woman. 

She knew, too, that she had to be home at midnight and was sure that after 
his orgasm, time would be up and he'd have to take her home. 

So she started to suck him real hard, sliding her lips up and down his shaft 
faster and faster, sucking, opening and closing her lips around his shaft, 
flicking against the underside of the shaft with her tongue. 

And he leaned down and fingered her pussy a little bit, sliding them in as 
deep as he could, working over her clit, keeping it stiff and very turned 
on. 

Roni had started to come real hard when she felt his cock throb in her mouth 
and he moaned for her to keep on moving her lips. She did and a few seconds 
later, she was able to feel his come shooting into her mouth. 

She moaned real loud as the cream shot onto her tongue and she could taste 
it and she let it slide down her throat, even though she did like the taste. 
She knew there would be more of it and she kept right on sucking. 

When she felt the way his cock had stopped shooting off, she was a little 
bit disappointed. She had never realized that there wasn't all that much 
come during a man's orgasm. 

Or maybe it was just that she had been expecting a hell of a lot more come, 
a flood of come or something, enough to really make her choke and spit some 
out. But she had swallowed every last drop and there didn't seem to be any 
sign of his losing it. 

So he pulled his hard-on out of her mouth and then he started to get down on 
the carpet. He pulled her off the couch, onto the floor and positioned her 
so that she was lying on her back, right in front of him. 

He spread her legs real wide, then slid his cock toward her cunt lips. 

"You used to have a horse when you were little, isn't that right?" he asked 
her. 

"Yes, but what does that have to do with anything now?" 

"I think if you rode a lot, you won't have a hymen and that's going to make 
it much easier for me to get my dick into your cunt." 

And it did turn out to be an easy entry. He had rubbed his prick head up and 
down between her cunt lips. Then he had even pressed his fat shaft between 
her lips, forcing her lips to spread for him a little bit. 

He hadn't, tried to enter her then. Instead, he'd been content to have the 
underside of his prick rubbing up and down between her cunt lips, making 
contact with her clit and some of her come coated cunt walls. 

He kept thrusting his shaft back and forth, so it was wiggling her clit and 
also sending rushing waves of heat through her body. 

Then she started to moan for him to slip it into her. She started to moan 
for him to get it as deep inside of her as he could, so that her entire cunt 
could feel the heat that only part of her pussy felt at the moment. 

"I told you that I'd have you begging me," he told her, as he laughed. 

And he pulled himself back a little bit, then aimed his cock right down at 
her cunt lips. He started to press the head into her and he eased himself 
into her so slowly that she didn't feel any pain at all. 

There were a few mild spasms, when she thought that it was going to hurt, 
because of the way she was being spread as he entered her and when she 
gasped, he just stopped sliding it into her and held back for a while. Then 
he slid in deeper. 

When she felt his crotch pressed all the way down against her, she was 
surprised that he was already in as deep as he could be. She felt his balls 
pressing right up against her ass cheeks and she loved the way it felt. 

He pressed his hairy chest down against her tits and when he moved, she 
could feel those hairs rubbing all over her body. 

Roni had started sliding her hands up and down his flesh, noticing the way 
he let out such loud moans when her fingers rubbed over his buttocks. She 
realized that his ass cheeks were super-sensitive and she loved the way his 
body tensed up as she rubbed those cheeks of his. And when he kissed her, it 
was heaven. 

He pressed his lips down against her mouth and he rammed his tongue between 
her lips and she sucked on it like crazy. 

She had felt heat before, from his kisses, but the heat was ten times as 
intense when he kissed her and fucked her at the same time. 

Halfway through the fuck, his cock began to throb and he managed to slow 
down and keep himself from coming for the longest time. In fact, she was 
amazed at how much he throbbed and how long he kept on throbbing without 
coming. 

After all, having sucked him, she knew that the tense throbbing preceded 
orgasm. 

Later he would tell her that it was just his incredible amount of willpower. 

And when he started to come inside of her cunt, much later, it felt so good. 
She couldn't believe the heat that surged through her body then. It was much 
more intense than any other heat she had felt from him thus far. 

He thrust all the way into her so that his come was shooting into her as 
deep as it possibly could and he held himself there, the fat base of his 
prick throbbing against her clit, making her body surge over and over. 

When she came out of her orgasm and felt his cock going limp inside of her, 
she managed to squeeze her cunt muscles around him. 

Then, when he rolled off her, she was aware of all the sweat. The sweat had 
built up on both of their bodies and because of the way their bodies had 
been rubbing together, both of them were soaking wet when it was over. 

He suggested taking a shower and she thought it was a good idea. 

That was when she told him something about her aunt. 

"I'm glad I'm taking a shower, because Aunt Betty would smell it on me." 

"She has that good a nose, huh?" Bobby asked, as he soaped up his dick. 

"Well, she and my uncle sure seem to enjoy sex a lot. I can hear them often, 
so she does know what the smell of sex is like. And I don't want her to 
smell it on me." 

"She's only your aunt. She can't really do anything to you." 

"She's my guardian's wife and I don't believe that she can do anything, 
except tell my uncle. Or attack me, because she gets turned on." 

"What are you talking about?" Bobby had asked her then, as she started to 
soap up his back and his ass cheeks, which, she noticed were not as 
sensitive when he was not turned on. She could touch them without him 
tensing up. 

And though she felt a little strange talking about it, she decided that she 
would tell Bobby about the feelings she got from her aunt. 

"I used to see her staring at me all the time. Usually not at my face, but 
at my tits and sometimes, when I'd wear a bathing suit, right between my 
legs. I didn't think too much of it the first few times." 

"But then one day, she was staring at my tits, while I was wearing my bikini 
top and she looked up at my face. She realized that I was looking right at 
her as she looked at me and she freaked out a little bit. But then, she 
licked her lips, like this." 

And Roni ran her tongue over her lips, going the full circle, doing it more 
than once, to let Bobby know how her aunt had come on to her. 

"It sure seems like a cruise to me," Bobby told her. 

"I know. Me, too. And that was why I watched them one day. Actually, I spied 
on them, for only a few seconds. Know what he does to her?" 

"What?" Bobby asked and then he laughed. "You have to understand that if 
you're going to tell me what they do, I might get turned on again." 

"And you have to understand that there's no time. I have to be home." 

So she didn't even tell him that night. Instead, she decided to leave him in 
suspense for a while. They continued to make it almost every time that they 
got together and one day, she told him what they did. 

It seemed that her aunt and uncle were into play slave games. He would get 
all dressed in leather and then he would tie her up and make her submit to 
him, in any way that he wanted. The time when she spied on them, she saw her 
Uncle Fred fuck her Aunt Betty's asshole, even though Aunt Betty seemed to 
be in pain. 

"So I've always suspected that she wants to seduce me and then have me be 
the slave to my uncle, so she doesn't have to be." 

Bobby had thought it was ridiculous. He told Roni that maybe, deep down, it 
was wishful thinking on her part. After all, she did like her uncle and she 
did find him to be real hot. And when she had spied on them, she had noticed 
that he had himself on big dick-bigger looking than Bobby's. 

Which had led to the day's present events-having Bill come over, too. 

Roni and Bobby had been getting it on now for a few months and she was not 
at all bored with him. She was enjoying the sex she had with him and was 
getting off on doing it and then talking about it afterwards, so they could 
talk about what they liked and didn't like about a session they'd just 
finish. 

"I'd like to learn about more cocks," she said to him, about three days ago. 

"More cocks? What do you mean by that?" Bobby had asked her. 

"Well, I know your cock real well and I've seen Uncle Fred's cock once, when 
it was hard. You know, that time I told you about." 

"So? What about it?" Bobby asked her. 

"I want to see another cock, another one that I can play with. Because Uncle 
Fred's is different looking. Different than yours. And other boys probably 
look different." 

"What about a threesome?" he had asked her and she had smiled slyly. 

She had been thinking about it, but did not have the nerve to come out and 
say so. So when he suggested it, it was almost as if he had been reading her 
mind. She nodded her head and licked her lips, then they had to decide. 

They wanted it to be with another boy who went to their school. 

And since he and Bill were such good friends and she thought that Bill was 
an attractive brown-haired boy, she agreed. Bobby even assured her of one 
thing. 

"Bill and I do have different looking dicks. So you'll be able to compare." 

"Oh?" she had asked, teasingly. "And how do you know you have different 
dicks?" 

"Because we see each other when we have to change for gym," he said. 

So they were all at her uncle's house, in the pool and she was now in the 
deep end while Bobby and Bill were whispering something in the shallow end. 
She started to swim close and as she kept afloat, she yelled out. 

"What are you two whispering about, boys? I want to know." 

"We're talking about what a fucking cockteaser you're being," Bobby said to 
her. 

"How dare you talk to me like that, Robert," was her reply, with mock anger. 

"Well, you and I told Bill what we want to do and he's had a hard-on ever 
since you came out in your bikini. Now are we going to do this, or what?" 

She swam toward the ladder in the deep end of the pool and started to climb 
out. She could see both heads following her, watching what she was doing and 
she figured that her actions would speak much, much louder than her words. 

She started to walk toward the cabana, then opened the door leading to the 
sauna. As she stood there with the door open, the slid her hand to the 
knotted bikini top strap, and opened it. She stepped behind the door and 
held her arm out, dangling the bikini top so both boys would know she was 
topless. 

Then she stepped into the sauna and waited. While she stood there, she 
pulled her bikini panties off, too and even moved to one of the wooden 
benches. She sat down and just as she was moving her fingers to her cunt, 
the door opened. 

Both boys walked in, Bill in front of Bobby and she could see that Bobby had 
not been lying to her. Bill sure as hell had a hard-on in his bathing suit 
and it would have been impossible for him to hide it. 

After all, the bathing suit was tight to begin with. 

He climbed right up on the bench where she sat, pulled his bathing suit 
string open, then pulled his suit all the way down. 

His cock was about an inch shorter than Bobby's and she could see the way it 
was curved a little different. She liked his balls, which were also smaller 
and much tighter in their sack. She looked right at his dick for less than a 
few seconds, then opened her mouth and sucked it right between her lips. 

As she slid her lips all the way down, she realized that it was easier to 
take Bill's cock deep in her throat than it was taking Bobby's. Of course, 
she knew, that was because Bobby was longer than Bill was. 

And speaking of Bobby, she felt him starting to move. Within seconds, his 
mouth was down on her pussy and he was licking at her and sucking at her 
like crazy. She felt the way her cunt spasmed over and over again. 

When she closed her eyes, she thought about something for a few seconds. 

In some ways, she was like a slave to these two men, letting Bill fuck her 
face and letting Bobby lap her cunt. She felt like she could lie back and 
let them work her over. But she flashed on her Aunt Betty and the real 
serious slave games she had seen. 

Like Betty's arms being bound behind her back and Uncle Fred lashing her 
hard with the leather whip, hard enough so that it seemed to really hurt 
when it made lashing contact against the woman's flesh. That was taking a 
slave game too far, Roni thought. 

When she felt four hands rubbing over her flesh, she loved it. For Bobby 
began to stroke her thighs as he ate her cunt, sliding his hands up and down 
her tingling flesh, almost all the way to her cunt so his fingers could 
spread her. 

Then Bill slid one hand to her tit and began to pinch her nipple, while his 
other hand massaged her long black hair and the back of her neck. 

Bobby's mouth had made her come ever since the two of them had started to 
get it on and she could feel the way he was doing that same work again. 

Her cunt spasmed over and over again and she closed her eyes and thought 
about her aunt and uncle again. She knew that they both thought she was a 
virgin. She had heard them talking and heard them saying as much. 

If they could only see me now, she thought. Some virgin. With two fucking 
hot men working me over, two stiff pricks and my eager mouth and pussy ready 
to satisfy both of them. Some fucking virgin I am, all right! 

As she smiled around Bill's dick, she heard him moaning, so she opened her 
eyes and looked right up at him. He was smiling down at her and suddenly she 
felt the way his cock began to throb real hard in her mouth. 

She saw his smooth hairless chest and then looked at his thick brown pubic 
patch, then sucked real hard as she felt his come spilling out onto her 
tongue. She could hear the way he moaned even louder as he came. 

Because she was so turned on by the taste of his cream and because Bobby was 
still licking her cunt so eagerly, she felt herself on the verge of another 
orgasm and within seconds, she had reached her peak. And it was one of the 
most powerful orgasms she had felt thus far in her life-brought on by a 
combination of a skilled mouth eating her and the simple turn-on of sucking 
come from a man's prick at the same time. 

Not to mention the four hands which still slid all over her flesh - four 
individual hands to slide over her already sensitive skin, whose nerve 
endings seemed to be even more receptive in her orgasmically high state. 

Bobby kept right on sucking her cunt and so she kept right on sucking Bill's 
prick. 

When he pulled out of her mouth, he was still semi-hard. Bobby pulled his 
mouth away from her cunt and then he helped pull her legs up on the wooden 
bench. 

"Go on and fuck her, Bill," he said. "Slide your prick into her hot hole and 
fuck her juicy little pussy. I'm gonna fuck her face." 

Once again, she thought of being a slave for a few seconds. It turned her on 
to hear Bobby talking about her like that-as a pussy and a mouth for their 
dicks. And when she closed her eyes, she really got into a somewhat helpless 
feeling. 

She felt the two of them moving around, so that Bill could position himself 
between her legs. She felt the heat of Bobby's crotch moving closer to her 
face, as he just stood on the ground with his cock at a perfect level for 
her face. 

She even let Bobby turn her head and aim his cock at her mouth. After he 
did, he thrust himself right between her lips and she sucked on him eagerly, 
preparing to open her mouth even wider than she had for Bill's dick, 
preparing her throat by inhaling harder for the cock head to enter her. 

Bill slid his cock into her wet pussy so easily and he started to fuck her 
with powerful thrusts, each one filled with a great deal of lust. She felt 
her whole body surging and her nerve endings were tingling again. 

When the four hands began to massage her again, Bill running his two hands 
up and down the sides of her body and her tits, Bobby keeping one hand on a 
tit and the other hand behind her head so he could hold her head and even 
massage her hair, her body went wild with pleasure. 

She began to buck herself up and down against Bill's fucking cock, fucking 
her hot cunt against it. She could feel the way her I body seemed to be at a 
constant high, as if she was lost in one super-long orgasm. 

She slid her lips up and down Bobby's prick eagerly, all on her own. His 
head-holding hand only held her for support at that moment. He didn't have 
to force her to move her head at all. She was doing all the movement by 
herself. 

When Bobby began to throb in her mouth, she knew that he was going to come 
and she was so turned on, that her cunt spasmed so hard around Bill's cock. 
She felt him slowing up a little bit, for he obviously did not want to come 
right away. 

His cock throbbed in her pussy for a while, as he held himself deep inside 
of her. 

Bobby exploded in her mouth and she sucked all the cream out of him. She was 
really getting into the taste of come in her mouth and felt like she could 
suck them both off a few more times and still want more come. 

Bobby held himself in her mouth for a long time after she had sucked his 
come out and when he started to pull back, he smiled. 

"Let us both in your cunt, baby," he said to her. 

"What? Both of you? I don't know if I could do something like that." 

"But you sure would like to try, wouldn't you?" he asked her and he had this 
sly look on his face, which made her think, yes, I do want to try. 

Bobby thought of what position would be best and he started to smile. 

He told Bill to pull out of her, then told Bill to sit up. As Bill did, 
sitting on the wooden sauna bench, his prick stuck straight up in the air. 
Then he told her to sit right down on it, with her back to Bill. Bill held 
his cock at the base and guided the head toward her hot cunt lips. 

As she sat all the way down on him, Bobby could see her cunt lips being 
spread from the front and he thought that it looked real hot. 

And she knew what he was going to do then. She saw the way he bent himself 
at the knees a little bit, to get himself at a height where his prick would 
make perfect contact with her cunt lips. As he rubbed himself there, she 
loved it. 

"Now you two boys go easy with me," she said. "After all, you might just end 
up ripping my cunt apart, you know." 

"What you know," Bobby said, "is that you're going to love it." 

And she knew he was right. She was already loving the feeling of having one 
cock inside of her and was anticipating how great it would feel when Bobby's 
cock slid into her from the front. He rubbed his cock head against her clit 
for a little while and then he eased himself into her. 

The heat from two shafts inside of her pussy was at least twice as good as 
the heat from one. Now there was a prick making excellent contact with her 
clit. Bobby began to slide his cock in and out of her at a nice, steady 
rate. 

And she started to move a little bit, because she knew that Bill couldn't 
thrust too well from the position that she was in. Even without having a 
second cock in her cunt, she knew that when you sat on a dick, you had to 
move up and down on it because the dick you sat on couldn't move very well. 

She had taken Bobby's dick for a couple of rides since she'd known him, 
where he would lie on his back and she would move. 

As she did slide up and down, she could hear Bill moaning and she could hear 
the way that Bobby was moaning, too. Then she got into the feel of being the 
meat in this particular fuck sandwich. 

Because both of their bodies gave off an amazing amount of heat. She could 
feel Bill's hairless chest rubbing against her back and she could feel 
Bobby's hairy chest rubbing against her tits. Then there were those hands 
again. 

They were rubbing their hands all over her body - four hands, all 
concentrating on massaging her flesh and turning her on. 

Bobby started to thrust in and out of her harder and harder and she knew 
that he was going to come inside of her long before Bill did. He was, after 
all, in a better position for movement. He could fuck himself to an orgasm 
faster than she could ride Bill's cock and she was not at all surprised when 
Bobby's dick did start to throb really hard inside of her cunt. 

She could hear both of them moaning, for Bill obviously felt the throbbing, 
too, with his prick rubbing right against Bobby's. 

Bobby started to fill her pussy with his hot cream and she could feel the 
way her head started to spin over and over again. 

She wrapped her arms around his back and squeezed him hard, so he thrust all 
the way into her and held himself there, until his throbbing prick stopped 
throbbing and had also shot off all the come that he had to give. 

He slowly pulled himself back and she felt the way Bill started to stand up. 
She moved with him and even turned around with him so she could lean forward 
and press her palms against the wooden bench they'd been sitting on. 

He held onto her hips and started to slide his cock in and out of her pussy 
from behind. Then he moved one hand to her cunt, so he could finger her clit 
as he was fucking her cunt and she felt her head spinning. 

Bobby stood up on the bench and moved his spent dick to her mouth. It was 
still covered with her cream and some of his cream and there were even a few 
drops of his come leaking from the slit. So of course she opened her mouth 
willingly. 

She sucked his cock right into her mouth and when she tasted that wonderful 
flavor of cock and cunt combined (and she had tasted it a few times, when 
sucking on his cock right after he'd fuck her), she felt her cunt spasm. 

She was so turned on that her cunt spasmed real hard and she felt the way 
his cock began to throb inside of her cunt. 

"Yeah, fuck her, Bill," Bobby moaned and she loved hearing him talk like 
that. 

She also loved the feeling. Bill started to ram his prick in and out of her 
faster and harder and she could feel the way his groin was slapping against 
her buttocks. Then she felt his cock starting to throb in her. 

And he shot his load right into her cunt. Unlike Bobby, who usually thrust 
in all the way and held himself in deep as he was coming, Bill kept right on 
thrusting as he was filling her pussy with his hot cream. 

She felt her head spinning more and sucked harder on Bobby's cock. 

When Bill's cock started to lose its blood, after shooting out a real thick 
load of come, he thrust himself deep inside of her and held himself there. 
She felt him throb a few more times and she did love it. 

Eventually, his cock went limp and he slid out of her. And Bobby slowly 
pulled his prick out of her mouth, as she licked her lips. 

"So, Bill, what did I tell you?" Bobby asked his friend. "Isn't she the 
hottest thing you've ever played with? Isn't she wild?" 

"Yeah, she sure is," Bill said. "That was one real hot fuck. I'm so fucking 
hot, in fact, that I need to take a shower." 

"Let's just jump in the pool," she said and she started to reach for her 
bathing suit. They were all getting ready to leave the sauna together, when 
she stopped them. "Hold it. Let's go out one at a time. I don't want anyone 
to see us all coming out together. They might think something happened." 

Bobby though it was ridiculous. He was real hot and wanted out, so he left 
first and jumped right into the pool. She waited a few seconds, then let 
Bill out. 

She waited again and then she left the sauna herself. As she looked around 
the pool area, she was feeling real good. Then she dove into the water and 
felt even better, because the water was quite refreshing, just what she 
needed. 

As she surfaced, she started to float on her back. She looked at the sliding 
glass doors leading into the living room of the mansion and then she looked 
up at the second floor where her aunt's bedroom was. 

When she did look there, she let out a gasp and felt a rush of water surging 
right into her mouth. Bobby looked over at her, then looked up where she was 
looking. 

There was her Aunt Betty, a fiery blonde, standing near the window. She was 
looking out at the three of them, with a bit of envy in her eyes. At least 
that was what Bobby saw. Roni read that look in a whole different way. 

As she looked at her aunt, she could feel such hate coming from the woman. 

It was almost as if her Aunt Betty knew what had been going on in that 
sauna. And when Roni started to think like that, she realized that if her 
aunt had been thinking she was virginal before this afternoon, the woman 
surely knew better now. 

She continued to glare down at Roni, as if she was thinking something evil. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Betty smiled with glee as she looked down on her 'niece' and her friends, 
because there was no doubt in her mind, any longer, that Roni was a virgin. 
She had seen the three of them sneaking into the sauna. She had seen Roni 
taking off her bikini top before stepping in and even holding her arm out so 
the boys could see. 

Those satisfied looks on all three faces as they came out of the sauna, one 
at a time, let the woman know for sure. 

Roni had been inside having a threesome with the two boys. 

She couldn't wait to tell Fred all about Roni and what she'd seen. She sure 
hoped that Fred would believe her and then agree to finally work Roni over. 

She hated the girl and felt as if Roni was an intruder in their house. She 
didn't even like to think of the girl as her niece - instead, she liked to 
think of the girl as being Fred's niece and she herself was Fred's wife. 

As she stood at the window of this most incredible mansion, she started to 
think back on her life and basically, how miserable she had been. 

She felt a chill rushing through her body when she thought about how she had 
been raped by her father at such an early age. It had happened one night 
when her mother went to a P.T.A. meeting. He was supposed to go, but changed 
his mind at the last minute. The moment he entered her room that night, she 
knew why he'd stayed home. 

As he had forced her to slide her hand up and down his cock shaft, he'd 
threatened to kill her if she ever told her mother what happened. He said 
that he would deny it also and then her mother would no longer love her. 

She had been terrified. She had felt a kind of power in his cock which 
scared her so much that she wanted to pull her hand away. But he told her 
not to let go of him or she would be in trouble. She jerked him until he 
throbbed. 

Then he greased up her cunt, forcing his fingers into her and rammed his 
cock into her when he had gotten her wet enough. 

She'd felt the ripping pain and thought she was going to die. 

Of course she had survived and he had taken her a few more times during the 
next few years. So blonde-haired Betty ran away from home when she was 
sixteen, leaving a note for her mother so the woman would know why. 

She had not seen or heard from either parent since she ran away, over twenty 
years ago. And her life, for so many years, had been hell. 

After all, she was a straggly looking sixteen-year-old with no skills at all 
and no money. She could not afford nice clothes, which she'd need in order 
to go out and look for a job. She ended up running across a pimp, who took 
advantage of her, but at least got her working and gave her money. 

She was glad that he also supplied her with these little pills, which made 
her feel nice and relaxed, so she could get into anything. 

It was much easier to take one of those pills before having to get it on 
with a man, because whenever she'd feel a cock in her cunt or in her mouth, 
she would have those horrible thoughts about her father. 

But during her few years as a hooker, she learned to block those thoughts 
from her mind and if she wasn't turned on during her sessions, well, at 
least she wasn't turned off either, like she had been at the beginning. 

Then one night, a somewhat wealthy man wanted two women in his room. So she 
and a redheaded friend of hers, Abby, went to the man's room. He was an 
attractive man, with a hairy chest and a real large prick. 

Betty was scared of his cock at first, but she soon realized that there were 
two of them, so they could take turns playing with his prick. 

They both started out fully dressed, on their knees in front of him, both 
paying lavish attention to his stiff pecker, sliding their lips up and down 
along the sides of the cock shaft, flicking tongues too. 

Then Betty sucked on his balls while Abby started to suck on his cock. She 
slid her lips up and down his shaft at a nice steady rate and Betty could 
hear the way the man was moaning and feel the way his cock throbbed at 
times. 

She smelled the strong musky scent near his crotch getting stronger by the 
second and then she knew that he was coming. 

Abby sucked all the cream out of his cock shaft and seemed to love it. 

Then, the rich man told them what he wanted them to do. He wanted the two of 
them to make it with each other, while he sat and watched for a while. 
During the time that he'd watch, he'd jerk on his dick to get himself hard. 

Betty had been a little bit scared about making it with a woman, as she had 
never licked another woman before and had never really thought about it 
either. Abby started to kiss her and massage her .real gently and she 
whispered in Betty's ear, telling her that even if she didn't get into it, 
she should just fake it, the same way she would fake pleasure with a male 
John when she was working over the John himself. 

"After all, we are doing this to turn him on," Abby reminded her. 

And when the two of them got into an intense kiss and their hands started to 
peel clothing off each other's body, she felt more pleasure surge through 
her than she had ever felt before. Betty thought that Abby's fingers knew 
how to make her flesh tingle more than any man's fingers had ever done. 

When Abby started to wiggle her clit back and forth, Betty felt her cunt 
explode and then Abby slid her lips down and started to eat her. 

When she did that, the John told Betty to start eating Abby. She didn't have 
the desire right away, but after a while, she did move her mouth down, 
pulling Abby's panties off so the woman was finally stripped naked. 

Betty had gasped when she'd seen Abby's naked cunt. Her co-worker shaved all 
of her pubic hairs off, so that there was a clean-shaven cunt mound. Betty 
could see the red cunt lips and the wetness that had seeped out onto them 
and she thought that it looked real hot. She moved her mouth down and 
started to lick her. 

The second that she licked Abby's cunt, she freaked out a little bit. Her 
whole body started to get so tense and that was only because of a 
realization she was going through at the time - something she could not 
really face. 

She was in love with the taste of a cunt. In fact, she loved the taste of a 
woman more than she loved the taste of a man. The second her tongue moved 
against those cunt lips and licked away the wetness, she knew it for sure, 
because she started to come real hard within a matter of seconds. 

Her cunt cream was sucked right out by Abby, who was moaning real loud as 
she sucked, and Betty thought that Abby even knew what was going on. 

She started to eat her friend's pussy, without thinking twice. 

She kept Abby's cunt lips spread wide apart with her fingers and worked her 
clit and her cunt walls over with her tongue, flicking her tongue like 
crazy, all around the clit and the cunt walls, sucking when the walls 
spasmed. 

She was so involved in what she was doing, that she didn't even care when 
the John slid his cock into her cunt from behind, while Abby still ate her. 
In fact, eating Abby as she was getting fucked made her get into the fuck 
even more. 

Then the man started to slap her ass a little bit and she realized that the 
hard ass smacks were turning her on a hell of a lot, too. Each time his hand 
smashed down on her ass flesh, her buttocks tingled and her cunt spasmed 
hard. 

When she started to realize that, she was a little bit scared. 

Still, she and Abby got through the scene all right. The man came in her 
cunt while Abby kept eating her and she kept eating Abby and then he said 
they could go. He not only paid them what they'd agreed upon, but also gave 
them a huge bonus. 

That night, she and Abby went out and had a few drinks and they talked about 
the session they had just been involved in. Betty voiced her fears a little 
bit. She told her friend that she had really been turned on eating her. 

And Abby said that she had sensed it, all along. Then Betty told her she was 
scared that she might be a lesbian or something. 

"I think most hookers are lesbians," Abby said. "I mean, right now in my 
life, I happen to like eating another woman more than fucking with a man. 
Maybe it's because fucking with a man is more or less business. I guess if I 
really got turned on by a man, I couldn't be a whore. I'd get too turned on 
with them." 

Then they talked about their pasts and Abby had also been raped and abused 
at a real young age. 

The two of them became real close friends and when a man wanted to have two 
women at once, they always managed to get sent together. Of course, they 
still had to go out on their own, when a man only wanted a single woman. 

Then one day, Betty was with a man who was being rather hard on her. He had 
eaten her a little bit and then he had entered her, long before she really 
felt like she was ready to have a cock fucking her. 

Of course, since he was paying, she couldn't complain and tell him to eat 
her for a longer time. She could only tell him that he was doing everything 
right. 

But during the fuck, she could not fake pleasure. There was much too much 
pain and the look on her face let the man know. 

He slapped her across the face and she was furious. She tried to push him 
off her and he said something about loving a fiery bitch. He was much 
stronger than she was, so there was probably never any doubt in his mind as 
to whether or not he'd win. 

He managed to grab one of his belts and bind her wrists together. Then he 
tied the end of the belt to the bedpost, so that she was his bound prisoner. 

The second she was bound, something happened to her. She felt her pussy 
starting to flow really hard and though he lashed her with another belt a 
few times and she kept thinking that she should hate it, her body was 
responding. 

When he realized it, he started to laugh. He pushed her legs up over her 
head, raising her hot little ass up off the bed and he lashed her over and 
over again with the belt, the leather making her flesh sting with pain. 

But that inflicted outer pain made her body surge with pleasure, inside. She 
even had trouble gasping for breath and he seemed to love what he was doing 
to her. 

Then, as he moved his body around so he was sitting on her face, with his 
prick pointed right down at her mouth so he could look at the rest of her 
body, he started to slide a finger in and out of her asshole. He greased it 
up first and smeared the grease all along her ass walls, to lube her. 

He slid a second greased up finger into her and then a third and though 
there was a great deal of pain, she still managed to get off on the pain. 

In fact, when he had four fingers in her and was not only sliding them in 
and out, but spreading them wide apart when he had them deep inside of her, 
she could not believe the way that her body began to surge with pleasure. 

She was choking on his dick at the same time, but he didn't seem to mind. 

Her ass was lubed deep when he pulled his prick out of her mouth then 
started to turn his body around. He aimed his cock down at her mouth and 
thrust it in deep, so the head of it was in her throat and she was choking 
around it. 

He had to hold his hand behind her to keep his fingers in her ass, but after 
making her choke on his cock in this position for a few seconds, he started 
to pull back, sliding down her body, even pushing her legs flat on the bed 
for a few seconds. 

"Yeah, just keep looking at this fat pecker," he said. "You've already 
choked on it a few times, in a few different positions. Now ready your ass 
for it." 

He slid between her legs, yanked them apart wider than they were and shoved 
them back up over her head, lifting her ass off the bed even higher than 
before. Then he aimed his cock at her asshole and rammed it into her. 

Though his fingers had spread her - even wider than his cock would - his 
fingers were not as long as his prick was and did not spread her as deep as 
his prick did. 

She felt the pain and pleasure combination surging through her body and as 
he began to fuck her asshole as hard as he possibly could, he moved his 
mouth down to one of her tits. He did not suck her nipple then. 

Instead, he started to bite into her nipple, really hard. 

She felt his teeth grinding back and forth over it and it seemed to her that 
he was going to try and bite her nipple off. 

He pulled hard at her blonde head hair, as if he was trying to rip it out of 
her head and that pain was quite intense, but she still got off on it. 

When he sat up high on his knees, so that she could look down and see the 
way he was ramming his cock in and out of her, there were tears in her eyes. 
They rolled down her cheeks and she couldn't wipe them away because of her 
bound arms. 

When she tried to pull her hands free, he slapped her face. He slapped her a 
few times across the face, then started to spank her ass as he kept fucking 
her asshole. 

Her asshole began to spasm a little bit and then she felt the way he started 
to throb. She knew that he was going to come inside of her ass and he did, 
shooting a thick wad of come right up her asshole. 

Betty did love it, even though her body was bruised from the encounter. 

When she went to see Abby after that encounter, she started to cry. She told 
the girl that she had really gotten into a masochistic trip. 

"I don't know," Abby said. "See, we both have similar backgrounds and all. 
And I went to see a shrink once, after I went through a masochistic period. 
My shrink said that it was to be expected. After all, I'd started out in 
life being a slave to a man, unwilling that is, but it did have some effect 
on me." 

Betty was still confused, but then Abby went on, explaining more. 

"Look, a part of you still feels fear when a man is about to touch you. You 
probably still feel fear when a man's cock is even close to you. I know that 
I used to freak out a lot, after being abused so many years ago. But, if a 
man ties you up, then in the back of your mind, you can always tell 
yourself, hey, I'm being forced. 

"There's nothing I can do because I'm bound and being forced. Now my shrink 
said that all of this is unconscious and you should keep it that way. But 
it's true with me, Betty. The only time I really get off with a man is when 
I'm bound and being forced to take him. With a woman, I get off any way." 

"You mean you get off if you're tied up with a woman?" Betty asked. 

"Certainly. And why not? I mean, I get off when I'm not tied with a woman, 
so why should I not get off when I am tied?" 

And the idea of tying Abby up and making love to her turned Betty on so 
much, that she didn't even have to come out and tell her friend she was 
turned on. Abby could tell that Betty was thinking about doing it. 

So she suggested that her friend try it and blonde-haired Betty loved the 
idea of it. The two girls stripped and Abby got some rope. 

She had let her pussy hairs grow in by that time and Betty noticed that Abby 
had a thick reddish-blonde pubic patch. She thought that the hairs there 
were lovely and could not understand why Abby sometimes shaved. 

She tied Abby's hands together, tight, then tied the end of the rope to the 
bedpost. 

Even as she stood on the side of the bed, she could feel the way her cunt 
began to throb so hard and she had a rather intense orgasm before she even 
started to lash Abby's body with a leather whip that the redhead kept in her 
apartment. 

When she did lash Abby's body, she made sure not to do it too hard. She made 
sure that Abby moaned when the whip hit her and she discovered that she 
could whip Abby's ass even harder than any other part of her body. 

She sucked on Abby's large tits and stiff reddish-brown nipples, then slid 
her lips down to Abby's pussy and started to eat her. 

She kept her friend's legs pushed up over her head and as she ate her, she 
lashed her with the leather whip, lash her butt cheeks. 

Abby really got into it, thrusting her cunt up and down against Betty's 
face. Betty worked her tongue deeper and deeper into Abby, licking the 
built-up cream off of Abby's cunt walls, inhaling to take in that turn-on 
pussy smell. 

Betty came a few times while she was eating her good friend and she didn't 
even have to move her fingers to her cunt. 

It was one of the first times she had ever come without making direct 
contact with her cunt, either with her hand or a dildo or anything else. 

And one orgasm seemed to build up over the next one and eventually, Betty 
had to turn her body around and sit right down on Abby's face, because she 
knew that Abby's licking, added to the pleasure she already felt, would be 
phenomenal. 

The second Abby's tongue licked some cream from Betty's cunt and made 
contact with Betty's clit, the blonde's clit started to throb like it had 
never throbbed before. She let out a real loud moan and smashed the leather 
whip down against Abby's ass cheeks at the same time and Abby sucked a load 
right out of her then. 

Betty sat on Abby's face for the longest time, so that Abby was forced to 
eat her. There were moments when she went back to eating Abby's wet cunt. 

And there were other moments when she would rub the leather whip handle over 
Abby's spread cunt lips and then start to fuck her with the whip handle. 

Abby really got off on that. One thing that Betty remembered which turned 
her hot friend on was fucking Abby with the whip handle while spanking her 
ass as hard as she possibly could, with her open palm. 

She hit Abby's butt cheeks so hard that her hand started to sting and she 
knew that if her hand was stinging, Abby's ass cheeks had to be on fire. 

Eventually, Betty had just rolled off her friend and almost passed out 
because she was so worn from all the orgasms that she had. 

Abby made sure that Betty untied her before she fell asleep. 

The next morning, when Betty woke up, she was shocked to discover that Abby 
had tied her up. She tried to rub her eyes to wipe away the sleep, but her 
hands were bound above her head and Abby began to laugh. 

"Turn-about is fair play," she let her friend know. 

And Betty started to get right into it. The moment that she felt Abby's 
fingers sliding into her pussy, she spread her legs wider and felt the 
fingers sinking even deeper into her. She began to moan real loud, thinking 
that all she had to do now that she was the bound victim, was lie back and 
enjoy it all. 

Abby bit into both of her tits, working over her nipples with a great deal 
of aggressive anger. Then she moved her mouth down to Betty's cunt and when 
she began to grind her teeth over Betty's clit, Betty was hotter than hell. 

She thrust her ass up and down, feeding her cunt to Abby, and she felt 
Abby's hands starting to smash against her ass flesh. 

Each time Abby's hand made contact with Betty's burning ass cheek, Betty 
felt a new surge of pleasure rushing through her body. 

When she felt the way that Abby started to move her body around, she knew 
that she was going to have to eat her friend's cunt and she did. 

She sucked the cream right out of Abby's cunt and she could feel the way 
Abby leaned over and started to eat her again. They ate each other for the 
next few hours, taking turns tying the other one up. And both loved it. 

That night, they went their separate ways when it came to servicing men, 
taking on the dudes that their mutual pimp had set up for them. 

For some reason, that night, Betty had the hardest time faking enjoyment. 
The three men she was with that night were into straight oral sex and 
fucking. She asked the second man (after being real bored with the first) if 
he had ever tied up a woman before and the man not only said no, but said he 
had no desire to do that. 

So by the end of the evening, Betty was dying to get into some good sex. She 
went over to Abby's apartment and the two girls started to stroke each 
other's body. 

"You know, tonight was the worst night for me," Betty said. "I probably made 
less money in tips than I usually do, but I can't blame the Johns. After 
all, I wasn't faking it enough for them. They knew I was bored." 

"Me, too," Abby said. "And it shouldn't be hard to figure out why." 

"Why?" Betty asked and her friend started to laugh. 

"Because when we both started out in this profession, neither one of us got 
into sex that much. Both of us thought that we just couldn't get turned on 
to sex. Now we've both been discovering what it is exactly that turns us on. 

"We both can get into anything with another woman, including bondage and 
discipline and all kinds of slave games and we can both get into being bound 
with a man. But a lot of the men we have to service just want a straight 
fuck or suck. Now I know it was easier for me when nothing turned me on. 

"But now that I seem to know what turns me on, it's getting harder and 
harder for me to fake my pleasure with a man. And I'm sure that you feel the 
same way about it, Betty. You know what turns you on, so it's hard to fake 
it." 

And everything that Abby said seemed to make a lot of sense. The two of them 
made straight lesbian love that night (as opposed to any kind of bondage 
games) and they snuggled up to each other when they fell asleep. 

It was Abby who came up with the idea for them to advertise in magazines and 
newspapers. 

Both of them were tired working for a pimp and now that both of them were 
older and more intelligent, they knew that they could easily manage on their 
own. They placed ads, saying that they could put on hot lesbian S&M shows. 

And there seemed to be an incredible calling for their kind of act. 

They started to get jobs almost every night, for private one-man parties, or 
even for larger stag parties, where the men would rather see two women 
playing than watch a porn film. And for extra money, they would service the 
men, but it was easier to service a man when they could look at each other 
and get off on that. 

It was one of those parties that brought Betty and Fred together. 

In fact, the party was at a posh hotel, in one of the suites and Fred was 
the one throwing it. A good friend of his was getting married and he wanted 
to have the best stag party that he could possibly have. He'd tell Betty, 
much later in their relationship, that her ad stood out among all the others 
in the newspaper he'd seen. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

She was attracted to him the second that she walked into the hotel room with 
Abby, even though she knew she could never love this man, or any man. 

He had set up a leather sling in the middle of the room and he told the two 
girls that he didn't care who got tied, as long as the one being bound was 
tied to the leather sling. And as the two of them were putting on their 
leather bras and other leather straps, they decided that Betty would be 
bound. 

They stayed in the bathroom for a while, as the other male guests arrived 
and the two of them didn't mind staying hidden. After all, Fred had been 
nice. He'd given them a bottle of champagne and some cocaine to snort. 

And they were real high when he stuck his head in the bathroom. 

He told them that they could come out now. But before they stepped out, Abby 
tied Betty's hands in front of her body, binding the wrists together with 
leather straps and tying a long leather strap around Betty's neck. 

That way, she, as the mistress and dominant one in the scene, could lead 
Betty out in front of all the men. As both of them were walking out, she 
could hear the leering remarks that the men were making and she knew that 
they were going to like this scene. 

They were already all turned on. Just looking around the room, she could see 
the way there were stiff bulges in each man's pants. 

Abby led her over to the leather sling, but before putting her in it, she 
pushed Betty down on her knees. She talked about the way a good slave girl 
should satisfy her mistress before anything started to happen. 

So Betty started to flick her tongue in and out of Abby's cunt, sucking on 
her clit and working her over so that Abby was coming really hard. 

Then Abby helped her into the sling and took a leather whip. She started to 
lash Betty's tits and belly and even moved the leather near Betty's cunt. 
Then she moved her mouth down between Betty's legs and ate her. 

Betty was looking around the room as she was being eaten and watching all 
the men wasn't really turning her on that much. But there was something real 
nice about Fred, a kind look in his face and Betty kept looking at him. 

He had to be at least ten years older than she was, she had thought. 

And then, he pulled his cock out of his pants and started to move closer to 
her. They hadn't been expecting men to join into then-game so fast and as he 
moved his fine looking prick near her lips, he spoke under his breath. 

"Now make sure that you really do a good job sucking my cock," he said to 
her. "I'm paying you and I want all my friends to think you're real eager." 

She sucked his cock like crazy. She didn't have that much of a choice, when 
it came right down to things, for he held the back of her head and started 
to ram his prick in and out of her mouth as fast as he could. 

She choked on his cock, for it was long enough and the head did enter her 
throat and she loved the way it felt as she was choking on him. 

Of course, the fact that Abby was eating her at the moment had a lot to do 
with things. Abby's skilled tongue, worked over her clit like crazy and she 
felt the way her friend sucked the cream right out of her cunt. 

The harder Abby sucked, the more turned on Betty was getting. 

So when Fred started to come in her mouth, she was more than willing to suck 
as hard as she could on his cream, sucking every last drop down her throat. 
She knew that he was really turned on, because of the way his knees buckled. 

And when he started to pull back, she could see other stiff dicks out. 

Within seconds, both she and Abby were being used by the men. As far as she 
was concerned, she had it a hell of a lot better. After all, she was lying 
back on the leather sling with her hands bound. Even though they were bound 
in front of her body, it was easy to raise them up over her head and hold 
them there, pretending that they were strapped to one of the four chains 
that held up the leather sling. 

She felt cocks rubbing against her tits and the sides of her body. She felt 
a cock in her mouth and a cock in her cunt. 

And it just seemed to go on and on, with all the party members coming in her 
or on her, or in or on Abby, too, for Abby took on a lot of the men. 

When the party came to an end, the two girls went to the bathroom to dress. 
Then Fred knocked on the door and asked them to stay for a little while, 
after the guests left and they decided that they would. 

They talked about Fred while they waited in the bathroom. Both girls were 
impressed with this handsome, black-haired older man. Both knew that he had 
to have a lot of money to be able to throw a shindig like the one he'd just 
had. 

"God, I'd marry a man like that in a second, if he asked me," Abby said. 

"Would you? I don't know if I could do something like that." 

"Sure you could, honey," Abby told her. "Look, do you want to spend the rest 
of your life being a whore to any man who wants you?" 

And Abby went on talking about security and how a rich man like Fred could 
most definitely give a girl security which would make the rest of her life 
much easier. 

When the door opened, the living room of the suite was empty, except for 
Fred, who was now completely naked. He had a real hairy chest and he had a 
very good body, too, with muscles that were all pretty tight. 

The two of them went into the bedroom and she started to go down on Fred's 
cock right away, while Abby stood up and kissed him on the lips. But then, 
she felt the way he started to pull her to her feet, while he pushed Abby 
down. 

So their positions were reversed for a while. Abby was forced to suck his 
cock, while he kissed Betty with a great deal of passion. He slid his hand 
all over her body, rubbing her buttocks and massaging her tits. 

He seemed to get off on the feeling of her cunt rubbing against his hip and 
he made sure that her flesh was pressed against him constantly. 

Then he pulled his cock out of Abby's mouth and told Betty to lie back on 
the sling so that he could fuck her. She didn't have her hands bound or 
anything. She just lay back and spread her legs for him and as she looked at 
him, she was turned on. His naked body looked real hot and when he moved his 
cock into her, she got off on it. 

She watched as Abby stood up and sucked on one of his nipples while he was 
still fucking her cunt and she could see that Abby was looking at her in an 
odd way. It was almost as if Abby was mad at her, because this hot rich man 
seemed to be paying more attention to her than he was to Abby. 

He even pushed Abby away when he wanted to press his hairy chest against 
Betty's nipples and start to fuck her nice and hard, in the standard 
missionary position. 

And though Betty was faking a lot of her moans, a lot of them were real, 
too. He was a real hot fuck and she had a lot of fun with him. 

After he came in her cunt, he pulled out and then told her that he wanted to 
see her dominate Abby. After all, he pointed out, at the party, Abby had 
been the dominant one. He wanted to see Betty dominate the redhead. 

So Betty tied Abby up and she really had to be more rough than she usually 
was, because Abby didn't seem to like being bound this time. She seemed to 
want to rebel and rebellion on her part had to be met with a severe 
punishment. 

Fred seemed to throw out a lot of suggestions as to what the dominant one 
could do to the passive one and in the end, Abby was lying face down on the 
leather sling with her ass bared, so that Betty would be able to whip it 
hard. 

Then Betty started to fuck Abby's ass with the leather whip handle. After 
she had done that for a while, Fred fucked Abby's ass with his cock. 

He sent the two girls home, many hundreds of dollars richer. 

Then, a few days later, Betty got a call from him. He asked her if she would 
like to be his escort to a dinner that night. He said it was going to be 
something of a stuffy dinner and that he couldn't imagine going without 
taking a fun lady with him. 

Betty didn't have a thing to wear to a fancy dinner and he suggested that 
she go to an exclusive store, where she could buy a dress and put it on his 
charge. They were even expecting her when she came through the door. 

That night, the two of them went out and had a really wonderful time, but 
there was never any pretense as to what their relationship was. He never 
came out and said anything about loving her, or anything like that. 

She was just his hired, paid escort and after the dinner, the two of them 
had a terrific night on the town. He took her to afterhours clubs where they 
could gamble and dance and drink the night away. 

Then he asked her to come back to his estate so they could make it. 

That was the first time she ever got a look at his mansion. And when she saw 
it, she thought about what Abby had told her. With a man like this, she 
could be set for life. With a man like this, she would never have to work 
again. 

She sucked his cock while he was sitting at the edge of the pool with his 
feet in the water. She was in the heated water, between his legs, sliding 
her eager mouth up and down his cock shaft, opening and closing her lips, 
flicking her tongue. 

He really got off on it and he shot his load into her mouth. 

Then he swam in the water for a while and ended up fucking her in the 
shallow end of the pool, so that they could both stand and she could lean 
against the edge of the pool and hold on as he rammed his dick in and out of 
her. 

Betty loved the way that it felt. Each time he thrust his cock in, she could 
feel a rushing wave of air bubbles moving into her cunt. Those air bubbles 
moved right over her clit and made her whole body surge with pleasure. 

When he started to throb, she knew that he was getting ready to come. He 
rammed himself all the way into her and then felt him exploding. She licked 
her lips and rubbed her clit and had a mild orgasm, which he was able to 
feel. 

It seemed to really turn him on when he felt the way her cunt spasmed around 
his cock shaft as he was filling her up with his cream. By the time they 
finished fucking, it was no longer night. They had partied the night away. 

They slept out by the pool so that they were even getting some sun as it 
rose later in the morning and when she woke up, she looked at him and 
thought, yes, I want to make this man want me enough to marry me. 

She didn't even care about loving him, or about him loving her. All she 
cared about was the security of being married to a rich man. 

It did not happen for quite a long time. There would be weeks when she would 
not hear from him and then he might call her three times in a week. 
Sometimes it was just so he could come over and make it with her and other 
times it was because he needed an escort to take to some fancy dinner or 
something. 

He always paid her, too. She started to feel strange about taking money from 
him and even told him as much, but he assured her that it was better this 
way. 

"You can use the money and I don't feel obligated," he said. 

Once or twice, he wanted to have a threesome with her and another woman. The 
first time she had Abby come to her apartment, but she realized that she was 
not going to be able to do it with Abby anymore, because Abby had changed a 
little. 

She was jealous of the way Fred favored Betty over her. So the next time 
that they had a threesome, she called another one of her friends. 

Fred wanted to see Betty's friend tie her up and abuse her and she let her 
friend do that, because Fred was getting off on it. He sat there tugging 
away on his hard pecker, almost working himself up to orgasm many times, but 
holding back. 

Then one night, Fred wanted to tie her up. It was the first time since the 
party that she had been bound when he'd made it with her and he seemed to 
really get off on it, more than any other sex session he'd had with her thus 
far. 

When he tied her hands together and then tied them to the bedpost so she 
could not pull free, he started to slap her flesh as hard as he could. Then 
he took a leather belt and began to use it on her, lashing her real hard. 

She felt the way the leather almost cut into her, but she got off on it 
because there was really nothing she could do about it. 

"Yes, you would be a perfect slave for a man," he said to her. "A most 
perfect slave for a man. I could get into being your master." 

At that point in their relationship, she felt as if he was her master 
already. She even started to call him that and when he thrust his dick into 
her and fucked her as she was bound, her cunt responded like never before. 

She came over and over again, her tight wet pussy spasming around his shaft 
and she could hear how he was even gasping for breath. 

She tried to lock her legs around his ass to keep him from coming in her so 
soon, but he was much stronger than she was and when he broke her leg lock, 
he started to thrust faster and harder, until he came in her. 

After that, a week did not go by without her hearing from him. Even if they 
didn't get together, he called her at least once a week, to talk. 

Then one day, after he'd known her for over a year and a half, he came to 
see her. 

He started to talk to her about the two of them getting married. 

When she heard him say it, she thought that she wasn't hearing right. After 
all, she couldn't imagine why he would want to marry her. 

"My Mother is dead and my Father is dying," he said to her. "I have an older 
brother who is not only married, but already has a kid. A daughter." 

"But what does all of this have to do with me?" she asked. 

"My father believes that the family is the most important thing in the 
world. He believes that I'm just a playboy and he is right. But he has told 
me that he won't leave me anything unless I'm married before he dies." 

"But you seem to have so much already," she said to him. 

"Oh, I do. A lot of property and investments. But there's no ready cash 
available for me and that's quite important. So will you marry me?" 

"Strictly for business purposes, right?" she asked him. 

"Yes and no. You are the most fun woman I've ever met. And I feel that 
because of the way our relationship began, there'll never be any pretenses 
about what it's all about. I even want you to sign a paper." 

She was a little bit surprised when he asked her to sign a paper stating 
that if she ever left him, she wouldn't get a cent. If he decided to end it 
with her, however, he would give her quite a lot of money. 

It was written up as a form of security. After all, there were a lot of 
women who married rich men, then divorced them and took them for everything 
that they had. He did not want to be one of those rich men taken by a woman. 

She could understand that and when she thought about living in his mansion, 
she knew that she would never want to leave. 

During their first few years of marriage, things were wonderful. Their sex 
was real good and every once in a while, he would have another woman come 
over. He knew that she got off on women, playing both dominant and passive 
roles with other women and it turned her on to not only do it, but to also 
be turning him on as she did it. 

Then, his brother and sister-in-law were killed in a private jet crash. 

When he told her about it, she knew that he was upset, but it didn't really 
bother her too much. Not until she learned what that would mean. 

It meant that he became the legal guardian for his niece. 

Roni was twelve when she moved in with them and that was when things began 
to get a little tense. He was no longer as free with Betty as he had always 
been. He certainly didn't talk about sex as freely as he used to. 

Nor did he want to fuck all over the mansion, like they had done before. Sex 
seemed to now be confined to his bedroom (they did have separate rooms) and 
it started to annoy her when she'd think that Fred seemed more concerned 
about Roni than he did about her. 

When she threw that in his face one day, he laughed. 

"Of course I am, Betty. I love her a hell of a lot. She's my real only 
living relative. And her Dad and I were closer than brothers usually are. 
And you know that I never claimed to love you. I never told you I loved you 
once." 

And that was true. She realized then that over the years, her feelings for 
Fred had started to get stronger and she was falling in love with him. His 
words were like a stinging slap across the face. She felt like she'd been a 
fool to let her emotions get the better of her and she cried it all out. 

It bothered her, as the years went by, that Fred was being so over 
protective when it came to Roni and one day, she begged Fred to let her call 
another woman so that they could have a nice, hot threesome. Fred refused. 

"Maybe we should wait until Roni's old enough," Betty suggested. "Maybe we 
should wait until she'd old enough and have a threesome with her." 

And though she sensed that he was shocked when she said it, she also saw the 
way his prick began to stir a little bit. After all, Roni was a hot looking 
teenager. 

Of course, he said that he could never do anything like that. 

"Well, what if I started things?" Betty asked him. "What if I seduced her 
and she got into it? Then you could get into it, too, right?" 

And though he never said yes, she knew that the idea of it turned him on. 

It turned her on quite a lot, too, because she really hated Roni and her 
idea of having a threesome with Roni and Fred involved her being the 
mistress over Roni. It involved her tying Roni up first and beating the hell 
out of her. And Betty would often think about it and think that she wouldn't 
just be playing, either. 

She would really work that little bitch over. After all, when she and Roni 
had once had an argument about something, hadn't the young girls said, "I 
don't care what you say about anything. Your opinion means nothing. You just 
married my Uncle Fred because you needed the money. That's all." 

Of course, whenever Betty would talk to Fred about his fucking his niece, 
Fred would tell Betty that it would never happen. After all, Fred would say, 
Roni was still a virgin and he was not going to abuse his ward. 

And so Betty had not been able to do anything for a long time. Because even 
though she had her doubts, she wasn't all that sure about whether or not she 
felt Roni was a virgin. She thought that the girl could just be putting on 
virginal airs. 

And now, as she looked at Roni and her two male friends playing in the 
water, she was absolutely positive that Roni hadn't been a virgin when she 
entered that sauna. 

Even if she had, Betty thought, she sure as hell wasn't one after coming 
out. And she could not wait to tell Fred all about it. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

There was a lot of tension that night at the dinner table and Fred really 
didn't seem to like it. He knew that Betty and Roni did not get along with 
each other and he had known it for the last few years. 

True, he knew most of it had to do with his change of lifestyle. When he and 
Betty had first gotten married - a real business-like marriage of 
convenience - they had led a very free lifestyle, with him continuing his 
kind of playboy existence. 

But that had all changed when Roni moved in. He had, after all, always loved 
his niece and he was not going to do anything to fuck up her life. He was 
not going to live such a free life with Roni living in the house. 

After all, he had thought to himself, I don't want her to be such a whore 
like Betty was when I first met her. 

Of course, he still liked to play his games with Betty. And since he now 
kept the sex confined to his bedroom, he had all the right equipment there. 
He had purchased a leather sling, which was kept rolled up in his closet, in 
case Roni walked into his room. It could be pulled out and set up in a 
matter of seconds. 

Then there was the bottom drawer of his dresser, where he kept all of the 
other leather toys and even a few dildoes. 

Now, as he looked at Betty and saw the way she was glaring at Roni, he had 
to smile just a little bit. He had fun watching women get upset about stupid 
things. He closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds about last night 
with Betty. 

He had had her tied to the leather sling, each hand bound separately. 

He had been fucking her ass with his prick, while ramming a big fat dildo in 
and out of her cunt and he had heard her groaning and pleading with him to 
ease up on her. 

He had slapped her a few times and he had lashed her tits. 

Then, when she kept on groaning, he put a leather gag in her mouth. He knew 
that the more she protested, the more turned-off he would be. He would not 
be turned off enough to lose his hard-on, but he would be turned off enough 
to keep him from coming for a while. And he didn't want to fuck her all 
night. 

So shutting her up had been the right thing to do, because then he was able 
to lash her and not have to put up with her protests. 

When he'd shot his thick load into her asshole and finally pulled himself 
right out of her and pulled the gag out of her mouth, she groaned. She 
waited until he untied her hands and then she told him what a bastard he was 
being. 

"I thought you love being tied up and abused," he told her. "At least you 
did when I first met you. You and your friend ... what was her name?" 

"Abby," she told him. "And yes, it's true that I did like it. But we used to 
do other things. You and I used to do other things. Those times when we had 
another girl over here, well, I liked those times. I mean, it was a change 
for me. There's no variety in our sex life anymore. Just me being bound." 

"Do you want to tie me up?" he had asked her, knowing that even if she 
wanted to, he was not going to let her. He couldn't get into that. 

"No," she said. "But if we could only bring in another girl, for some 
variety, I know that I would like it much more. I could tie her up and whip 
her and turn her on so that we could both get off on it. You know you'd love 
it." 

"Yes, I know I'd love it, too," he said. "But then, we have to think about 
Roni." 

"What do you mean, think about Roni?" she had asked him. 

"I don't want her to know that something like this is going on in the 
house." 

"Well then, let her be the other girl," Betty had told him. 

"Still trying on that one, aren't you?" he'd asked her. 

"Yes and I always will try to get you to do that. Because you know as well 
as I that you could really get into it. You know you could." 

And he hadn't denied it, because he knew he could, also. Roni was turning 
into a stunning young lady, the spitting image of her mother, his 
sister-in-law. And because he had always thought that his brother married a 
stunning woman, he was happy to see that his niece was going to look just 
like her mother. 

But he was not going to take any step to try and seduce Roni, even though he 
knew that Betty would be more than willing to take the first step. 

After dinner, he and Roni watched some television in the living room. She 
sat on the floor and leaned against one of his legs. He stroked her hair, 
feeling the way he was getting turned on a little bit. But he stopped 
thinking about her as a sexual object and thought about her only as his 
loving niece. 

"Did you have a nice afternoon today?" he asked her and she nodded. 

"I had a few friends over and we all went swimming," she said. 

"Nice. Was a pretty day for a swim today," he said. "Have fun?" 

"Sure did, Uncle Fred. I love the pool and I love having my friends come 
over and use it. They all think this place is just super." 

"I'm glad you have so much fun here," he said to her and he looked over by 
the hallway and saw Betty standing there. 

At first she had a rather foul look on her face, but when he looked at her 
with some anger on his face, she started to smile. Then she licked her lips, 
then started to walk upstairs. It was a come-on if he ever saw one. 

So he excused himself and went up to the bedroom, his bedroom, where she had 
made herself comfortable by stripping and lying back. 

As he looked at her, he thought that she still looked as hot as she had 
years back, when he first hired her and her friend for the party. 

He could see the way Betty was holding her cunt lips spread wide apart with 
the fingers on one hand. She started to wiggle her clit back and forth with 
her fingers from her other hand and he wanted to eat her. 

So he moved his lips down on her cunt and began to suck at her clit. She 
moved her clit-wiggling fingers away, but kept her other fingers there to 
keep her cunt lips spread wide apart for him. He seemed to love it. 

He started to suck on her clit as hard as he could and she began to thrust 
her cunt up and down against his face, feeding her cunt to him. 

He moaned softly as he sucked her cream out of her and he felt the way his 
cock was as stiff as a rock in his pants. 

He made her come twice with his skilled tongue, then stood up on the bed on 
his knees and walked closer to her. She pulled his zipper down and slid her 
hand into his pants, then pulled his cock shaft right out. 

She opened her mouth and started to slide her lips all the way down his 
shaft, flicking her tongue back and forth along the underside. She moved her 
mouth all the way down to the base of his cock, taking his cock head in her 
throat. 

When he started to pull her hands up over her head, she knew that he was 
going to tie her and he kept his cock deep in her mouth as he was tying her 
wrists. The leather straps were kept tied around his bedposts. 

When her wrists were bound and she was lying flat on her back on the bed, he 
was practically sitting on her face, with his dick pointed down at her 
mouth. He started to thrust up and down and she could feel the way she was 
choking on it. 

Then, as he started to throb, he pulled his cock back. 

He started to slide down her body and he slid his hand under the bed, 
groping for the whip he had left there from last night. 

He raised it to lash her and just as he did, she moaned. 

"Wait, Fred, please," she said. "Don't hit me yet. I want to tell you 
something." 

"What?" he asked, looking at her suspiciously. "What is it?" 

"I think that you don't have to worry about Roni being a virgin anymore. I 
think that we can have her in our bedroom, if you want to have her. You know 
how much I would love to tie her up and abuse her, for your pleasure. You 
know how much you could get off on watching me do that. You know you'd love 
it." 

She looked at his cock, which was hard and sticking straight out. She saw 
the way that it started to bob up and down gently. 

As it did, she could see the come drops at the slit of his cock. She wished 
that her hands were free, because she knew that she would be able to talk 
him into it for sure if she could stroke him and talk at the same time. 

But because her wrists were bound, she raised her knee up a little bit and 
moved it against the head of his cock, rubbing her warm flesh against his 
cock head. 

"You see, when I got back earlier than you this afternoon, I went up to my 
room and relaxed for a while. Then I heard Roni playing outside with her two 
friends. They were .all in the water, having a good time. I saw her lead 
them into the steam room and I know that she made it with them there." 

"How do you know that?" he asked, his cock still twitching up and down. 

"Because I saw her take off her bikini top before they went in after her. 
She kind of dangled it so they'd know she didn't have it on. Then they 
followed her in there. Both of them did. And when they came out of the 
sauna, I could see the look on their faces. Look, Fred, as an ex-whore, I 
know what a just-fucked look is like." 

And she could not believe it when he slapped her hard across the face. He 
slapped her, perhaps, harder than he had ever hit her. 

And though she had once gotten into being bound and abused, she was not into 
it as much as she used to be. That slap would have hurt like hell even if 
she'd been into her slave trip. Because she was not into it so much, the 
slap was as painful as if he would have been twisting her neck, just enough 
to hurt her and threaten to break it, but not enough to actually break it. 

"You bastard," she said to him and he moved between her legs. 

He pushed them up over her head and he started to reach for another leather 
strap. He tied it around only one of her ankles and tied the end of that 
strap to the bedpost so that her leg was bound over her head. 

Then he got up and stood by one side of the bed. He started to lash her ass 
over and over again with his leather whip. She bit her lower lip to keep 
from screaming, because she knew that she would have all the servants and 
Roni up in the bedroom if she let out her scream. 

Of course, for a few seconds, the idea of having Roni in the room did turn 
her on, because she thought that she'd be able to tie the girl up. 

But then she realized that he wouldn't untie her and allow her to tie Roni 
up. And she did not want the girl to see her in this vulnerable position, 
anyway. 

So she kept her mouth shut, biting into her lower lip as he lashed her ass 
over and over again, the leather stinging against her flesh. 

"You are a real cunt, baby," he said to her. "Shit, I give you everything 
you could possibly want and all I ask is that you get into this kind of 
scene every so often. But you have to go around making up lies about my 
niece, in the hopes that I'll want to abuse her. I don't believe a word you 
said about Roni." 

"But it's true," she said to him. "It's so true, Fred. Believe me." 

He lashed her ass again and when she tried to press her ass down on the bed 
so he would not be able to hit her, she felt the leather strap cutting into 
her ankle even more and the pain surged through her body. 

He started to rub his cock against her cunt and as he moved one hand to one 
of her tits, she felt his nails digging into her nipple. 

Then he rammed his cock right into her cunt, with one hard thrust. She felt 
his crotch smashing against her buttocks and the stinging feeling stayed 
with her for the longest time. At least, she thought to herself, he didn't 
fuck my ass. 

Just as she thought about that, he started to finger her ass. He hadn't even 
lubed his fingers up, so when he drove one into her, she felt a kind of 
ripping pain surging through her body and she hated the way that it felt. He 
moved a second finger into her and she was sure that he was doing it to 
punish her, for what he thought was a lie. 

"I swear, I'm telling you the truth," she moaned to him. "I swear I am." 

"You know that I don't believe you," he told her. 

"You don't believe me, or you don't want to believe me?" she asked. "Roni is 
now sixteen. She's a young woman, with urges. There's no reason to believe 
that she's virginal. You know you want her, Fred. You just feel too much 
guilt about wanting her." 

He slapped her more and more when she said things like that, because, he was 
sure, she was saying those things to anger him. She was saying those things, 
he thought, because this was the way she wanted to be treated. 

As he kept on thrusting his cock in and out of her, she could tell that he 
was even starting to change his fuck style a little bit. 

It was now perfectly obvious to her that he was fucking her to hurt her and 
not to turn her on, the way he had all those other times. 

She wanted to die when she thought about it like that. 

For no matter how much he might have abused her in the past (and he had done 
it more times than she could count), he had done it because she liked it and 
he knew that she got off on it and he got off on it, too. 

But now, with his cock throbbing in her cunt and her leg pulled up and bound 
over her head, near one of her hands, causing her body to be stretched more 
than any one person would ever want her body to be stretched, she saw a 
whole different look in his eyes. 

He was furious and he was working that anger out on her, hurting her and 
trying to hurt her even more. She started to cry a little bit. 

"So, you lied then," he said, thinking that was what her tears were all 
about. "You are lying, aren't you? You're lying about Roni, right?" 

"No," she managed to say to him. "I'm telling you the God's honest truth and 
if you can't deal with it, then fuck you." 

"You mean, fuck you," he said. "I'm doing the fucking, you bitch." 

And he rammed himself into her as hard as he could, then pulled back and 
slammed it into her again. Her thighs were stinging and when she looked down 
at what had once been lovely silky white flesh, she saw black and blue. 

She began to groan and pant and beg him not to hurt her anymore and she knew 
that her begging was getting him off. For as she was pleading, she could 
feel the way his prick began to throb even harder inside of her. 

She held her breath as he thrust deep into her and started to come. She 
could see the way the sweat was pouring off his chest and she could see the 
way there was red color rushing through his face. He seemed to be having 
trouble breathing. 

When he started to pull his cock out of her, slowly but surely, she heaved a 
sigh of relief. She felt his hand moving toward her leather bound ankle and 
he started to untie her so she could pull her leg down. 

Then he untied her wrists and as he rolled on one side of her body, he began 
to stroke her flesh more gently than he had done it before. 

"Sorry I hurt you so much," he told her. "But you know how I feel about Roni 
and I don't like what you had to say about her." 

She wanted to tell him that it was true, all over again, but she stopped 
herself, thinking that those words could easily set him off a second time. 
She just lay there and let him stroke her softly, though she hated him at 
that moment and hated the fact that he was touching her flesh. 

She had no idea of how much time passed by, but later, she slid out of his 
bed and got ready to go to her own bedroom. As she passed by Roni's room, 
she opened the door and looked in at the sleeping black-haired girl. 

Roni was sleeping in the nude, on her side, so one tit was sticking out and 
looking real large. Betty felt her pussy spasming. 

Then, she had an idea of what she was going to do. She walked into Roni's 
room as quietly as she possibly could, after running to her room and getting 
a leather strap. While the black-haired girl slept, she pushed her onto her 
back, then pulled both of her arms up over her head and tied them. 

She started to pull the cover down slowly and she looked at the girl's naked 
body. She could see how thick Roni's pubic patch was and when she looked at 
the girl's cunt lips, she saw how red and wet they were. 

She could feel the way her mouth was watering and she moved her mouth right 
down to Roni's cunt and began to lick her. 

"Mmmmm, Bobby," Roni began to moan and Betty was thinking that she should 
have brought a tape recorder with her. "MMmm, Bobby, that feels nice. 
MMmmmm." 

She began to thrust her pussy up and down in her sleep, against Betty's 
tongue and Betty lapped away, enjoying the taste and the feeling of the girl 
getting into it. After all, now there wasn't any doubt in her mind at all. 

She started to slide her fingers in and out of Roni's cunt, after pulling 
her tongue away and she kept her fingers together, so that they were about 
as thick as a cock. Roni tried to push herself down on them, as if she 
wanted to feel them moving deeper inside of her. As if she knew what a cock 
was like and wanted one. 

"Mmm, you want Bobby to fuck you again, don't you?" Betty moaned softly, as 
she got up on her knees on the side of the bed. "You want him and his friend 
to fuck you again, like they did earlier this afternoon? Right? Right?" 

"Mmm, yes," she moaned, as she thrust herself down on the fingers. 

And then, suddenly, she opened her eyes. She glared right at Betty. She had 
been dreaming up until this point, but it was no dream now. Roni tried to 
pull her hands free, but Betty had tied them too securely. 

"What are you doing?" the girl screamed out loud. 

"You know that you're no virgin. You know that your boyfriends made it with 
you. So don't give me this 'what are you doing?' virginal shit!" 

And Roni opened her mouth and screamed as loud as she could. Betty started 
to slap her, yelling at her over and over again, telling her to confess that 
he had lost her virginity to her boyfriend, perhaps even a few weeks back. 

"So what if I did?" she asked for a second and then she looked over at the 
door and started to shake her head. "You're nuts. You're crazy. I didn't do 
anything with my boyfriend. I never did anything with any boy yet." 

"What are you talking about?" Betty asked and suddenly, she felt a hand 
grabbing her hair, yanking her right off the bed. 

She felt Fred smashing his fist across the face and he was screaming at her. 

"Betty, you're crazy. You're really crazy. How the hell could you do a thing 
like that to Roni? How the hell could you do something like that to her? 
You're crazy!" 

And she looked over at that bound bitch and saw the way Roni was smiling as 
Fred was beating the hell out of her. And she knew she was right, too, but 
she couldn't talk because the more he hit her, the more her head was 
spinning. Until Betty finally just passed out. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Abby was sitting on the front porch of the farm where she was now living and 
all she could think about was how bored she was. She thought a little bit 
about Betty and wondered how her old friend and ex-co-worker was getting on. 

She knew that Betty had to be getting on better than she was. 

Betty, she thought to herself, had married for money and not love. She, on 
the other hand, had been a real jerk. She had married for love and not 
money. And eventually, the love had faded and there was still no money. 

She lifted her head to the sun, to get more color on her face and she 
started to think about some of the scenes she and Betty had had when they 
were working girls. She thought about Fred and how, deep down, she had hoped 
he'd be hers. 

Of course, her jealousy had ended their friendship. They both continued to 
work for a long, long time, until one day, she found out Betty was getting 
married. She was not invited to the wedding and she understood why. 

Her jealousy had caused their friendship to come to an end and she and Betty 
hadn't really talked to each other for about six months before Betty did get 
married. 

She, on the other hand, had continued to work. She had even met a nice girl, 
Lily, a blonde who reminded her a lot of Betty. 

She and Lily had started having threesomes, but they were both working for a 
pimp once again. Abby felt as if it was at least a few steps backwards, to 
go back to working for a pimp after having worked on her own. 

After her friendship with Betty had ended, they'd both gone back to their 
pimp. 

After meeting Lily, she broke away from the man again and put an ad back in 
the newspapers - the same ad she'd had for herself and Betty. 

Lily, she kept telling herself, was much hotter looking than Betty. Lily had 
bigger tits and a pretty large cunt. Abby could fit her entire hand in her 
friend's cunt and that was always a trick which impressed the men. 

Abby even started to fall in love with Lily. The two of them shared an 
apartment and they would always sleep together at night. 

Abby was almost always horny in the mornings when she woke up and when she 
would wake up in bed with Lily, she would have to satisfy herself. She'd 
usually start to suck on her hot friend's tits while sliding her hand down 
between Lily's legs. 

There was always a burning heat between Lily's thighs. The heat emanated 
from her thigh flesh itself and seemed to spread out all over her body. 
Inside of her cunt though, it was hotter than any other part of Lily's body. 

Abby almost always ended up between Lily's legs. She would slide her lips 
down to her friend's cunt and she would start to lick her cunt lips, sliding 
her tongue up and down until they just parted, beckoning for her to go in 
deeper. 

And she would, too, working Lily's clit over, sucking it between her lips 
and holding it while her tongue flicked back and forth over the tip of the 
clit. She'd even sometimes start to finger Lily's asshole with her 
short-nailed fingers. 

Lily never seemed to mind having a finger slipped into her asshole, when she 
was sleeping and it happened. But when the two of them would start to play 
and they'd be wide awake, Lily would always start to groan and tighten up if 
Abby would try to get a finger up her ass, so she never tried, except in the 
mornings. 

As she sat there thinking about Lily, she could feel the way her cunt began 
to get wetter. It had been a long time since she'd masturbated and as she 
looked out at the fields, she couldn't see her husband, or any of the hired 
hands. 

So she opened her overalls and let the front part fall between her legs. She 
slid her hand into her overalls and her panties and felt the heat from her 
cunt. She began to move her finger back and forth over her clit. 

She thought about how Lily loved to sit on her face and how Lily could 
sometimes sit on her face for hours and hours. 

There had been long periods of time when she'd be licking Lily and then Lily 
would start to lick her. All it took was a flick from the blonde's tongue 
and Abby's cunt would start to flow like crazy. 

As Abby wiggled her clit back and forth, she started to think about the 
night when she had met Clem. Actually, he'd called her about the ad and 
wanted to see the two women in action. He was staying at some flea-bag hotel 
and as Abby wrote down the address, she realized that he probably didn't 
have much money. 

Still, she had quoted him a price and he had said he'd pay it. 

So she and Lily had packed up their things and they'd taken a cab to his 
hotel. When she stepped into his room, she was quite impressed by the man's 
size. He was something of a giant, about six feet five inches tall and he 
had shaggy blond hair and kind of a lost puppy dog face. She did think he 
was real cute, especially when he opened the door in only his overalls, with 
no shirt and no underwear under it. 

Of course, it was obvious that he had no shirt on and she just assumed that 
he had no underwear on, because of the way the bulge hung down his left leg. 

Lily and Abby undressed and then Abby walked over to him and unsnapped his 
overalls. When they fell down in the front, she could tell that his cock was 
the thing holding them up near his groin. She couldn't wait to see his 
prick. 

She pulled the overalls all the way down and looked at his magnificent large 
cock shaft. She knew that it was going to take a lot of discipline to take a 
cock like that in her cunt, because it was so large. 

But she didn't have to take it first. She let Lily tie her to the bed and 
Clem just leaned against the dresser and played with his huge dick, his huge 
balls bobbing up and down as he was jerking on himself. 

She looked over at him and smiled as Lily finished tying her up. Then Lily 
began to whip her and she moaned softly. Lily whipped her a few more times, 
then got on her knees between Abby's legs and started to lick her. 

"Ooh, you are pretty," Clem kept saying, as he looked at Abby. 

She could see that he was concentrating on her tits and on her cunt. He even 
moved near the bed and started to rub his fat cock head around one of her 
tits, leaving come drops near her nipples, drops that leaked from the slit. 

She felt a lot of heat from his shaft then and she did love the way that it 
felt on her flesh. When he moved it to her mouth, she had to open her mouth 
real wide to suck his cock between her lips, but she did. 

He didn't try to thrust it all the way into her mouth. Instead, he eased his 
prick in and out of her mouth and she didn't have to take it in her throat. 

Then he pulled out of her mouth and while Lily was still on her knees 
between her legs, he got behind her and moved his cock into Lily's pussy. 

For a few seconds, redheaded Abby had been upset, the same way she had been 
upset when Fred paid all that attention to Betty. 

After all, it really seemed like Clem was interested in her - Abby - but he 
started to fuck Lily, like he was having the time of his life. At that 
point, she had no idea who the hick man seemed to like better. 

He came inside of Lily's cunt and then, when he pulled out and he was 
semi-limp, he pushed Lily aside so he could enter Abby's pussy. He was able 
to slide his limp dick into her, because even limp, he was still pretty big. 

And as he fucked her, sliding his prick in and out of her hot cunt, she 
could feel the way he started to get stiffer. 

She felt the way he got longer and thicker inside of her and thought that a 
cock like his would have hurt if he just shoved it into her. Instead, by 
fucking her while it was limp and letting himself grow in her, she was able 
to put up with it. 

She started to moan as he fucked her and he kissed her pretty hard on the 
lips, making it, pretty much, a standard missionary fuck. Except for the 
fact that her hands were still pulled up over her head and were bound. 

He kissed her with a lot of passion. It had been a long time since a man had 
kissed her with such passion and when he raised his head, pulling back from 
the kiss, she saw this attractive shit-eating grin on his face. 

It was as if he knew that the kiss had turned her on and that he was doing a 
good job of making her cunt spasm over and over again. 

He sucked on her tits then, sliding his lips from one to the other and she 
began to realize that Clem was very much an oral person. 

He had a mouth that seemed to love to lick and suck naked female flesh and 
he sure did have one soft-feeling tongue and one hot feeling cock. 

When he started to come inside of her, she moaned real loud and she looked 
over at Lily, in time to catch the angry expression on Lily's face. Whatever 
jealousy Abby had felt when he first slid his prick into Lily as Lily ate 
her, was now being felt by Lily who had literally been pushed aside so he 
could fuck Abby. 

Lily was just standing near one side of the bed and Abby realized that when 
Clem had been tongue kissing her, ramming his tongue real deep into her 
mouth, Lily probably felt more left out than she'd ever felt before. 

After Clem came inside of her, he untied her and then the two of them sucked 
off his cock, taking turns. Even as both of them flicked their tongues back 
and forth near his shaft and balls, Abby could sense Lily's anger. 

They kept glaring at each other and Abby kept thinking that the two of them 
were going to get into a massive cat-fight, should either one say the wrong 
thing. Clem didn't seem to notice any tension between them. 

When it came time to pay them, she noticed that he didn't have much money in 
his wallet and even gave some back to him. She told him that they'd done it 
at a special rate and when she and Lily were in the cab, they started to 
argue. 

Lily really had been jealous and Abby tried to reassure the young blonde, 
telling her that it was just a job, that she had faked all passion that she 
might have shown for him. After all, he was just some dumb Southern hick. 

So her relationship with Lily continued for a time. The two of them would 
perform at parties and sometimes they would perform if a man wanted to hire 
them. 

Then one night, Clem called. He was back in town. When Abby said that they 
would go over to see him, then hung up, she and Lily got into a fight. Lily 
did not want to go and see that hick again. She remembered all the tension 
that there'd been between herself and Abby, because of that man. But Abby 
wanted to go. 

She and Lily had the fight of all fights. Lily started to scream about how 
there were times when she thought that Abby loved her and then there were 
times when she thought that what they had going was only sexual. 

"But I do love you," Abby said and Lily just flared up. 

"You do? I thought so. And it's disgusting. I don't love you, Abby. I never 
did love you and don't think I can ever love a woman. It was all sex for me. 
But there are some men I just don't want to do it with. And he's one of 
them." 

So Abby went off to be with Clem alone. She didn't bring any of her leather 
or her bondage straps. She just wanted to see him and have a regular fuck 
session with him. 

He was real happy to see her. He told her that the only way he'd gotten 
through work all those months since he'd last been in town, was by thinking 
about her and the good times that he had had with her. 

He said that he hadn't stopped thinking about her for a moment. 

And Abby was at a vulnerable point in her life, where hearing something like 
that not only turned her on, but made her start to feel love. When he kissed 
her, there was more to it than just the physical passion. 

She felt her whole body responding and her soul, too. His tongue drove into 
her mouth and she sucked on it as hard as she could. 

His hands peeled her clothing away, so gently, she hardly even noticed that 
she was being stripped. 

Then he lifted her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and 
stripped himself. He seemed even bigger than he had been the first time, not 
only in cock size, but in height. He was like a giant compared to her. 

He lay down on top of her and started to kiss her. Then he moved his tongue 
to her ear and began to lick it. And as he rubbed his hard-on against her 
hip and slid his fingers to her cunt to finger her, he whispered. 

"You know what I was thinking about when I worked my farm?" 

"If you were thinking only of fucking, you couldn't get much work done." 

He laughed when she said that and then he licked her ear. 

"Nope, I wasn't only thinking about that, though I sure as shootin' did 
think about that every so often. I thought about how nice it would be to 
take you back home and make you my wife. How nice it would be for us to run 
the farm together." 

She had been at a point in her life where the city was getting to her. Of 
course, the pressures of needing money to pay rent and utilities, as well as 
the tensions she'd been feeling from having been a whore so many years, did 
help him win her over. 

But when he first whispered it in her ear, she felt her body freeze right up 
and she knew that he could feel it, too. 

She tried to lie to him, because she didn't want to let him know that the 
idea of marriage did freak her out. She told him she would have to think 
about it and he continued to kiss her and stroke her. He ate her cunt for 
the longest time and she moved her mouth down on his cock and took him 
deeper than she had the first time. 

It was hard to take that horse-sized prick all the way into her mouth, but 
she wanted to please him, so she did go all the way down on him. 

Her throat spasmed around his cock shaft and he really liked that. 

He even started to come in her mouth and she swallowed every drop of cream 
that spurted out of his cock, getting off on the taste of it. 

Then he started to slide his spent dick into her cunt and as he fucked her, 
he got hard inside of her again, the same way he had the first time. 

She thought it felt so great to have him moving in and out of her, limp at 
first and to feel him getting stiffer as he fucked her. 

When he came in her cunt, she had really loved the feeling. 

And before she left him that second time, he told her to think about what he 
had asked her and she told him that she would. 

Now, as she sat on the front porch of the farmhouse, she thought that maybe 
if Lily hadn't left her things would have been different. 

Because when she got back to the apartment that she and Lily shared, all of 
Lily's things were gone and she had left a note, letting Abby know that she 
was leaving. She let Abby know that she was tired of their relationship. 

And all Abby could think about when she read the note, was how horrid it 
would be to have to go back to her pimp a third time, after having broken 
away from him twice. She thought that she'd rather kill herself than go back 
to her pimp. 

Then she had thought about Clem. She really did like him a lot - in fact, 
she felt like she was falling in love with him, because of his charming 
mannerisms - and she called him about two hours after leaving his hotel. 

She asked him to come and spend the rest of his vacation in her apartment, 
during which time she would make her decision. 

He had been visiting the city for two weeks during that vacation and after 
living with him for two weeks, she did feel as if she was in love with him. 

So that the day before he left, she was more than willing to go with him. 

They took a bus to his small hometown, which was only about a block long and 
his truck was in town, where he had left it. As they drove out to his farm, 
she loved the idea of being a farm lady for a while. 

He even insisted that they sleep in different rooms until they were married, 
something that she thought was ridiculous, as they had gotten to know each 
other real well and had slept together in her apartment. 

But she'd gone along with his desires, thinking it charming. 

They would fuck in her room and then he would get out of her bed and sneak 
off to his own bed, leaving her to fall asleep alone. 

She was living with him on the farm for three weeks when they got married. 
She told him that she was really sure she wanted to do it. 

For the next few months, she loved living on the farm. There was a lake 
nearby where she could swim and there were a lot of cute farmhands that she 
could fantasize about. But she was faithful to her husband. 

They fucked almost all over the farm. One day he took her up in the hayloft 
and as he started to eat her and got her ready so he could fuck her, she 
joked about how she'd read so many stories about fucking in a hayloft and 
how she'd always wanted to do it. 

So he had eaten her and made her pussy real eager to have his dick inside 
and then he had aimed himself at her cunt and slid himself right in. The 
feeling of the hay against her ass was wonderful and she loved it. 

They fucked out by the lake and in almost every room in the farm. 

But now, almost three years later, she thought she was going to go crazy. As 
she sat on the porch, thinking a hell of a lot about Lily and how much she 
had enjoyed being with Lily and even about Betty, she started to think about 
the farm wives she had met at various social gatherings. 

She wondered if there was any wife that she could make it with. She wondered 
what Clem would think if she were to tell him she wanted a threesome, with 
him and with another woman, too. She wiggled her clit a little bit faster 
and thought about how wonderful it had been to make love to a woman. 

Then, just as she was starting to come mildly, she heard the sound of a car. 
She quickly pulled her hand out of her overalls and pulled the front flap 
up, then snapped the straps to the front. So she was sitting there rather 
calmly when she saw the fiery red convertible coming closer to the house. 

At first, she had no idea of who it was. After all, hardly anyone ever came 
to visit and when someone did, male or female, they usually rode up in a 
truck. It seemed like the farmers out here didn't know from cars - all they 
knew about were trucks. 

When she saw the face behind the wheel, she couldn't believe it. She stood 
up and started to run down off the porch. As she ran toward the car, it came 
to a halt and the door opened and she ran right out. 

"Betty, what the hell are you doing here?" Abby screamed, as she ran to her 
friend and hugged her as hard as she could. "God, it's been ages." 

"I know," Betty said. "It took me the longest time to track you down. I made 
a million and one calls, but I finally found you." 

Abby could feel the way her cunt was throbbing as she and Betty looked at 
each other. All she could think about doing was making it with her friend, 
but she didn't know if Betty was still into things like that. 

"Would you like to come in and have something to drink?" she asked. 

"Sure. As long as it's alcoholic," Betty said to her and she patted Abby's 
ass through her overalls as they went into the farmhouse. 

They sat and talked, talking over old times. Abby even told Betty that she 
was sorry about being so jealous about Betty and Fred. 

Betty talked a little bit about her husband and Abby could tell that things 
were only okay. When Betty told her about the agreement she had made with 
Fred, Abby had to smile a little bit. She laughed. 

"Well, you married for money. I should have taken your advice." 

"Why, Abby? Did you marry for something as stupid as love?" 

"Yes. And I still do love my husband. He's a real sweetheart. But I wish we 
could go away more often. With very little money, we can't really go away. 
And I know that he wants to start having kids. Then I'm a prisoner for 
life." 

"So you're really hurting for money?" Betty asked and Abby could tell that 
her friend was thinking about something. She nodded, yes. "Well, I have a 
lot of money saved. Fred gives me a certain amount each week and I put away 
a lot of money for a rainy day. And right now, it's pouring where we live." 

"What are you talking about?" Abby asked and Betty licked her lips. 

"Honey, if I paid you enough, would you and your husband kidnap Fred's niece 
and hold her here for a while? At least long enough for me to get things 
settled with Fred. And for you to train that bitch, Roni." 

Abby looked shocked. 

She couldn't believe her ears, her friend was proposing something to her 
that would solve her problem. 

But could she handle it? 

 CHAPTER SIX 

When Clem got back from work that day, he was kind of surprised to see a hot 
blonde lady sitting there talking with his wife. He saw the way she turned 
her head and then started to smile at him. Her eyes even twinkled a little 
bit. 

"Honey, this is Betty, someone I used to work with," Abby said. 

"Wow, Abby, this is some ho hunk you got here," Betty said and Abby did feel 
kind of proud of her man. After all, he was a giant, with a dick to match 
his height. 

She and Betty had been talking for hours now, catching up on things. But all 
they had said about the kidnapping was this: Betty brought up the idea of it 
and Abby told her that she didn't want to talk about it yet. 

"If it's going to happen, Clem will have to make the decision. So we might 
as well wait for him and see if he wants to do it." 

Betty did let Abby know that she could pay the two of them fifty thousand 
dollars, money that she had put away over the years. 

It had come from the money that Fred gave her to spend every week. He gave 
her much more than she needed and she pretended to be much more extravagant 
than she was. She'd been putting the money away and now seemed like the 
perfect time to spend it. 

Clem and Abby insisted that Betty stay for dinner and as Betty was helping 
her redheaded friend, she started to remember the good times that she and 
Abby had had together. While Abby was bending over the oven, Betty got a 
good look at her hot rounded ass cheeks in her overalls and she felt her 
mouth getting wet. 

After all, it had been quite a while since she'd last tasted a pussy. 

"Say, Abby, what would Clem think about the two of us getting it on?" Betty 
had to come out and ask. "I'm really horny." 

"I don't think he'd mind. After all, that is how we met." 

"What are you talking about?" Betty asked and Abby started to tell her all 
about Lily. Betty felt a little bad when she heard about how upset Abby had 
been after she and Fred started dating, she was even a little jealous of 
what Abby had going with Lily for a while. But overall, she was happy for 
Abby. 

After all, she did have herself a hot looking husband. And Betty was sure 
that Clem was even a fantastic fuck. Now all she had to do was convince him 
to carry out her plan. During dinner, she just came right out and said it. 

"Clem, there's a reason I came to see Abby today," Betty told him, just as 
he was eating a forkful of pork. "I want you and her to kidnap my niece." 

"What?" he asked, almost spitting the food out. "Hey, Abby, what kinda 
friends do you have? I don't know if I like the idea of this." 

"Why?" Betty asked. "It's not like I'm hoping she really gets hurt. I mean, 
I know that you two won't really hurt her, except for the kind of hurt that 
I want her to learn to love. Do you understand, Clem?" 

He shook his head no and Betty wanted to think he was a real dope, but that 
shit-eating grin of his just made her melt a little bit. 

She was trying to think of a way to explain things to him, but suddenly, 
Abby opened her mouth and said something. 

"Clem, do you remember the first time we met, in the city? Do you remember 
when I came with my friend Lily and one of us was tied up and whipping the 
other one. You remember all those games, don't you?" 

"I think but I'm not sure," he said and Abby started to laugh. 

"Well, Betty and I could remind you, if you'd like us to," she said. 

Clem then looked from his wife to Betty and he started to smile. 

He started to think about when he'd met Abby and how impressed he had been 
with her sexually free attitudes. Of course, she was in the profession at 
the time and it would have been hard for her if she wasn't sexually free. 

He had thought it was a kind of sophistication, too and he had found himself 
really falling head over heels in love with her. 

And deep down, he'd always been thinking of asking her if she could do what 
she'd done the first time, so that he could watch it again. Sometimes when 
he'd fuck her he'd close his eyes and dream about the time that he saw her 
go down on another woman and how hot it had been to see her licking cunt. 

He slid his chair back a little bit and as Abby looked over, she could see 
that there was a huge bulge in the front of his pants. She slid her hand 
there and squeezed it, then looked over at Betty and smiled. 

"I think that Clem is willing to watch us going at it." 

"I'm sure he is," Betty said. "But what I want to know, first, is if you'll 
do what I want you to do. If you'll kidnap my niece." 

"But why?" Clem asked her. 

"Because she's a lying bitch and I want her to become a sex slave. See, you 
two can keep her bound and blindfolded and you can work her over and made 
sure that she learns how to get off on being a slave. I can't explain all 
the reasons why I want her to be a sex slave right now, but I know that if 
she is, things between myself and her uncle will be much, much better." 

"And Clem," Abby added, "Betty will pay us fifty thousand dollars." 

Clem opened his mouth and then he let out a long, impressive whistle. Betty 
was quite sure that he would be willing to do what he wanted now. 

He started to talk about how they could buy a new tractor with that money 
and all the other uses they could put the money to. 

Betty, who had had enough to eat, slid her chair closer to Clem's and while 
he was still talking about the things that he would do, she moved her hand 
to his crotch. Of course, she did make eye contact with Abby, to make sure 
that it was all right with her friend and Abby nodded her head, approving. 

"Come on, Clem, stop talking about that," Betty said. "You can think about 
the money later. Right now, I have to get a look at your pecker." 

"You're gonna be quite surprised," Abby told her girlfriend. 

And as Betty was pulling Clem's overalls down in the front, she started to 
think that if Abby was impressed with this dick, it had to be huge. After 
all, being in the profession that he and Abby had once been in, they'd both 
come across many dicks. 

As Betty pulled his pants down past his crotch, she had to gasp. His dick 
was enormous. It was about the size of a policeman's club and when she 
looked at the come dripping from the slit, she licked it away. 

Then she opened her mouth real wide and started to slide it down his cock 
shaft. She felt the way Abby was moving behind her and she could feel her 
pants being unsnapped and unzipped. Then Abby was pulling them down and Clem 
was leaning forward a little bit so that he could start to massage Betty's 
ass cheeks. 

She had noticed that he was big all over, but she felt it once again when 
his hands touched her ass. 

They were enormous. Her ass felt so tiny when she realized that one of his 
palms was able to cup almost both of her buttocks, completely. 

He thrust his cock forward, into her mouth and she inhaled just in time to 
take the head of it in her throat. Even though her throat was open, she 
still wasn't all that prepared for the thickness. 

Her throat felt like it had been ripped wide open and she kept thinking that 
Abby must be an incredible cocksucker now, having been with this dick so 
long. 

She buried her nose in his blond pubic hairs, then felt Abby moving her 
mouth down to her cunt. Abby spread her cunt and started to lick her. 

When Betty felt her friend's tongue flicking back and forth against her cunt 
walls, then making great contact with her clit, she started to come mildly. 
She sucked on Clem's prick even more eagerly as her orgasmic waves surged. 

She flicked her tongue back and forth along the underside of the cock shaft, 
moving it all around the rim near thick head. She could tell by the way his 
body spasmed that he was real sensitive in that spot. 

The more Abby ate her, the more turned on she was and she really put 
everything she had into sucking his cock. She cupped his balls with one of 
her hands and realized that they, too, were enormous, just like the rest of 
him. 

Betty decided then and there that this had to be the biggest dick in the 
world, or at least the biggest cock she had ever laid eyes on. 

She wanted to feel that cock exploding in her mouth and as she sucked on it, 
she started to think about why she was so eager. Not only was his cock a 
turn-on (and she thought that after just being with Fred for the last few 
years, any other cock would be a turn-on), but Abby was licking her. 

Her cunt was being eaten by someone who really knew how to eat a pussy. 
Betty could feel Abby sliding her head between her legs, so that she could 
start to attack her cunt from the front. Betty's cunt lips were spread real 
wide and Abby began to open and close her lips around Betty's clit, while 
Betty's tongue worked fast on Clem's cock. 

When she felt him starting to throb, she did think that her jaw was going to 
be ripped right open. His cock throbs made his cock seem so much fatter than 
it was and she was glad that he started to come soon. 

He even pulled back and shot his load onto her tongue and she loved how it 
tasted. She held some of it on her tongue, too, even after she had sucked 
all of it from his prick and as she pulled her mouth away from his cock, she 
slid down Abby's body a little bit, pulling her cunt away from the woman's 
mouth. 

She kissed Abby hard on the lips and when she pressed her tongue into the 
girl's mouth, she knew Abby could taste the come. 

Abby started to suck real hard on Betty's tongue, in fact and they both hear 
Clem letting out a real pleasure-filled moan. 

"Shit, you two girls look real hot," he said and when they stopped kissing 
and Betty looked up at him, she saw the way he had his huge fist wrapped 
around his dick and he was tugging away on his semi-hard shaft. 

"Do you have any leather?" Betty asked her friend. "Because if you have 
anything I can tie you up with, Abby, I'd like to show you what I want you 
to do to Roni." 

"Sure we got leather," Clem said. "I got horses and I got reins and all that 
shit. I got some leather straps in the bedroom, too." 

"Oh?" Betty asked and she saw the way Abby blushed, just a little. 

Clem got up to go get the straps and as he did, the two women started to 
kiss each other hard on the lips again. Abby slid her fingers into Betty's 
cunt and began to wiggle her clit back and forth and she could feel the way 
the cunt was spasming real hard as she fingered it. Then they stopped 
kissing, pulled apart and started to pull off all their clothing. And Betty 
was a little saddened then. 

Because it had been years since they'd been with each other last and she 
noticed that Abby's body was not as tight as it used to be. 

Then, when she looked down at her own body, she realized the same could be 
said about herself. Neither one was really heavy, but neither one could ever 
make it on the whore market now, because of how they aged. 

Clem walked back into the living room and Betty was glad that while he was 
in the bedroom, he had stripped himself naked. She couldn't take her eyes 
off his huge prick and fat balls as he walked closer to her. 

"Shit, you two look beautiful," he said and when he did say it, Betty felt a 
hundred times better. He was right. They were beautiful. 

"Now, if you were going to keep someone tied up for a long time, like a few 
days or so, where do you think you would keep them?" 

"We could tie her to that couch over there," Abby said. "Because there are 
two sofas in the living room and when we wanna forget about her, we can just 
push that one toward the wall, facing the wall. And push her out of the 
way." 

"Great," Betty said and she felt a pleasure thrill run through her body. The 
idea of arranging this kidnapping was turning her on. It was one way of 
dealing with all the hate that she had for that bitch Roni. 

She led Abby toward the sofa and it was really easy to tie her up, as Abby 
was a willing victim. She pulled both of her hands over her head and Betty 
started to strap them together with a thick piece of leather. Then she tied 
the end of it to one of the legs of the couch, so Abby couldn't pull her 
arms down. 

She took another strap and tied one of Abby's ankles. She tied the end of 
that to the front leg of the couch and then she thought. 

"My niece is a lying bitch," she told Abby and Clem. "She claims that she's 
a virgin, but -know she's been fucking like a bunny. That's why, if she'd 
kidnapped and sexually abused while she's being held, she won't be able to 
pull that shit with us anymore. So I wanted her legs to be spread." 

"Easy enough," Abby said and she threw her other leg over the back of the 
sofa. 

Betty clapped her hands, thinking that it was a great idea. She looked at 
Abby and then took a third leather strap. 

She tied it to Abby's other foot, which was over the back of the ouch, then 
pulled the leather real hard and tied the end of it to the back leg of the 
couch. 

"There, that's perfect. Clem, you could even fuck her, right?" 

"Sure. I'd gotta squeeze in there, but I know I can do it." 

"Let me see," Betty said and Clem laughed a little bit slyly. 

"You just wanna see me fucking, don't you?" he asked her. 

And there was some truth about that. Betty had even thought that she'd like 
him to fuck her, but she did want to see him fucking Abby first, just to 
make sure. After all, she knew that if Abby's cunt could stretch enough to 
take Clem, then hers could, also. But she did want to see him fucking Abby 
first, to make sure it was possible. 

He was able to climb up on one leg of the couch and then ease his body 
between Abby's spread legs, to get his prick into her cunt. 

He slid it in and out of her, just a few times and Betty could hear the way 
her friend was letting out long, wailing moans. 

She watched him thrust for only a few minutes and then he pulled out of her. 
He had not come and his cock was still as hard as a rock. Betty slid her 
hand to it as he stood up off the couch and she smiled. 

"Good. Now, Abby, this is what I'm going to want you to do with her," Betty 
said, as she climbed up on the couch. "But keep one thing in mind. I'm not 
going to blindfold you, but I do want you to blindfold her. All right?" 

They both shook their heads yes. After all, if they didn't blindfold her, 
the girl would be able to recognize the two of them. 

"Now," Betty said, getting into her role, "I'm going to turn you into a 
cunt-loving slave bitch. Do you understand me? I'm going to make you love to 
lick cunt and so learn how to lick it the right way." 

When she moved her mouth down to Abby's pussy and started to lick her, she 
couldn't even go on at first. For she just got a little sample of the taste 
and then inhaled and the pussy odor surged through her nostrils. 

It had been so long since she'd smelled cunt, that when the orgasmic rush 
came over her, it was just so intense. She started to come real hard and she 
had to pull her mouth away from Abby's cunt, to just try and catch her 
breath. 

"Oh God, I can't believe how good that smells," she moaned softly. 

And when she did catch her breath, she was able to move her mouth back. 

She spread Abby's cunt lips, then slid her tongue right in. She felt the 
stiff clit with the tip of her tongue and began to wiggle it back and forth 
as gently as she could. And Abby started to play the game right. 

"No, stop," she protested and Betty slid her hand up and slapped the woman 
across the face as hard as she possibly could. 

Even Clem ended up gasping, because of the sound of the slap. 

"Stop? You know you have to take it. How dare you tell me to stop. You're 
going to have to take it over and over again. You'll learn how good I can 
lick you and you'll be forced to lick me. And if it's not good, I can make 
you feel pain." 

Betty bit into Abby's clit, hard, when she said that and the pain did shoot 
through her like crazy. She let out a low scream and Betty smiled. 

Then she started to lick her more gently again, flicking her tongue back and 
forth against Abby's clit as fast as she could. 

After making her come one more time, Betty stood up, then moved toward the 
other end of the couch. She spread her legs and when Abby stuck her tongue 
all the way out, anticipating the oncoming pussy, Betty had to laugh. 

"Well, that's fine for now. But take my word for it, you won't get her to do 
that right away. You're into it, but she's not." 

"Then Clem can always fuck her," Abby said and as Betty looked over at Clem, 
he pulled his hand away from his hard prick. 

It was sticking straight out, so long, so thick, bobbing up and down. 

As Betty started to lower her cunt down on Abby's face and Abby's tongue 
began to lick her like crazy, the blonde kept her eyes on her friend's 
husband. 

Clem really was getting off on watching Abby lick her, Betty could tell. 
Without his even touching his cock, the shaft just kept twitching up and 
down. It also looked like it was throbbing quite a bit, as if he was going 
to come. 

Then Betty leaned forward and began to eat Abby and she started to think 
that this was just like old times. She started to think, too, that she and 
Abby were doing something like this when she first met Fred. Of course, 
they'd been on a leather sling. 

As Betty was lapping away at Abby's cunt and Abby was licking hers, she felt 
Clem's cock moving against her cunt lips from behind. She felt Abby pulling 
her tongue away just a little, to allow him to get it into her. 

And as he started to slide it into her, she could feel the way her body was 
being stretched more than it had been stretched in a long time. 

But she didn't really care. She did think that she might not have been able 
to put up with this had it not been for Abby's cunt and her mouth. For 
licking Abby's pussy was keeping Betty nice and turned on, as a cunt always 
had. 

And having Abby sucking her clit while Clem's cock slid in and out of her 
cunt was also keeping her turned on, so she loved it. 

When she felt him starting to throb, it didn't hurt her like it had in her 
mouth. His throbbing cock worked against her spasming pussy, so when he 
came, she heard him moan about how it felt like his come was being sucked 
out by a vacuum. 

That made Betty feel real good about her hot spasming cunt. 

Later, Clem asked if she wanted to spend the night and she decided that she 
would. She called home to say she was staying at a friend's and Roni 
answered the phone. So when Betty hung up, she was somewhat angry. The anger 
subsided when the farm couple told her they'd been talking and they would 
kidnap the girl. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

When Roni hung up the phone, she leaned over and whispered in Bobby's ear. 

"Yeah, she's not coming home tonight. I can't decide if I should tell Uncle 
Fred or not. He'll be home much, much later himself." 

Bobby kissed her real hard on the lips and when he tried to slide his hand 
to her bikini panties, she managed to stop him. 

"No, let's wait until later," she said to him. "Bill will be here soon." 

"And he's bringing Marcy with him," Bobby said, licking his lips. 

"Yes, I know. I want to talk to you about that, Bill. I mean, I know that 
you two have talked about watching me and Marcy doing it with each other, 
but I'm not quite sure if I'll be ready to do it with her yet." 

"Look, honey, if it happens, it happens. We won't push anything." 

Roni was quite relieved to hear that. After all, she and Bobby had talked 
about having this foursome right after they'd had their threesome. 

But after the experience with her aunt, she wasn't sure if she wanted to do 
anything with a woman. That night was a night she would always remember. 

She had been sleeping and dreaming about Bobby. And then she had felt 
something wonderful happening between her legs. She had really liked it and 
thought that she was just dreaming about Bobby when he started to fuck her. 

But then the voice started to speak. She could not remember the exact words, 
but it snapped her right out of any daze she might have been in. Because it 
was not Bobby's voice, but a familiar, somewhat hateful-sounding voice. 

The second she had opened her eyes she had wanted to scream, but it was not 
until she realized that her hands were bound and she couldn't push her aunt 
away, that she did open her mouth and scream as loud as she could. 

She saw her uncle by the door and then heard the way her aunt was trying to 
get her to confess that she was not a virgin. 

She was not going to say something like that in front of him. She did not 
want him to think she was some kind of a tramp. 

She would always remember the way he had grabbed her by the hair and pulled 
her off the bed. He'd started to hit her over and over again, hard, with 
every intention of really hurting her. He kept calling her all these names, 
telling her she was a crazy bitch and when he stopped hitting her, Roni saw 
blood. 

Her uncle had bloodied her aunt's nose and the red blood was dripping onto 
her flesh. He let go of her and she ran out of the room. 

Then her uncle had moved closer to start to untie her. 

Roni would always remember those few seconds of hesitation. And she would 
remember something else. He had wrapped a towel around his waist and she 
noticed that he was starting to get an erection under his towel. 

When he realized that she was looking there, he quickly loosened the leather 
strap that kept her bound, but didn't even untie her all the way. 

He left her to finish, now that she could and quickly left her room, 
flushing with embarrassment. That night, for the very first time, she had 
had a fantasy about her Uncle Fred. After all, he was quite a handsome man 
and she had seen more of him that night that she had ever seen of him 
before. 

Because she was up and having trouble getting back to sleep, she closed her 
eyes and began to masturbate, sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt. 

She thought about her uncle and not about Bobby. She thought about what it 
might feel like to have his cock sliding in and out of her body and when she 
started to come real hard, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. 

And ever since that night, she and her aunt had been having an even stormier 
relationship. Not that it had been any good to begin with, but things were 
so tense that one night at dinner, her uncle started to scream about the 
tension. 

No one had even said a word, but she and her aunt had been looking at each 
other with such hate, that he had felt it all. 

This evening, in fact, he had told her that he was going to go to the city 
and see a show and have dinner with some friends. 

"I just have to get out of this house for a while," he said to Roni. "You do 
understand, don't you, honey? Whatever you and Betty have to work out with 
each other will be worked out if the two of you are alone." 

And now, she knew that she was really going to be alone, because Aunt Betty 
was not going to be coming home for the night. 

As she and Bobby sat snuggled up on the sofa, she decided that there was 
really no sense in waiting for Bill and Marcy to show up. 

Bobby had quite a hard-on in his bathing suit. The tip of his prick was 
sticking out of the suit and she just leaned over, opened her mouth and 
flicked her tongue right against the cock slit. She licked away the come, 
then pulled the suit down more as she started to slide her lips all the way 
down his shaft. 

She pressed her nose against his thick brown pubic patch and as she held his 
heated balls against her chin, she could hear him moaning. 

She knew that he was feeling really good. She slid a hand to one of his 
nipples and started to pinch it and then she felt the way he began to thrust 
up and down, sliding his cock pole almost all the way into her throat. 

He held the back of her head, to keep her from pulling back and he started 
to throb. But just then, the doorbell rang. 

She pulled her mouth away from his cock and got up, looking back at him and 
smiling. 

He yanked his suit back up over his hard-on and all it really did was cover 
the naked flesh. For the suit was tight and it was still quite obvious that 
he had a huge hard-on underneath it. Still, he didn't care if that showed. 

When she walked back into the living room, she was followed by Bill and 
Marcy. 

Marcy was a hot looking girl they all went to school with. She had jet black 
hair and real big tits that seemed to overflow almost out of her blouse. 
When she got a look at Bobby sitting there with his stiff bulge, she licked 
her lips. 

She moved right over to him and began to slide her lips up and down along 
the bulge in his bathing suit. She opened and closed her lips around it, 
too, to add to the sensations she was already sending through him and he had 
to moan loud. 

Roni was a little bit stunned at Marcy's forward action and Bill could tell. 
But he moved right up behind her and rubbed his crotch against her buttocks. 

He slid both hands around and cupped her tits in their bikini top. 

"Hey, Roni, let's not start getting jealous now. Marcy didn't mind when I 
told her that I made it with you and Bobby. So don't get upset that she's so 
eager to make it Bobby. Let her have fun." 

"Mmm, you're right," Roni said, as she slid her hand behind her body, 
between his groin and her bikini covered buttocks. She started to massage 
the bulge she could feel in his pants and then she opened his zipper. 

As she stood there, sliding her hand into his open fly, she wrapped her 
fingers around his cock shaft and began to massage it. She slid her fingers 
to the slit and felt some pre-come drops, then pulled her fingers away. 

She licked the drops of come off and in their place, she left some spittle, 
so that when she slid her hand back, she was able to massage a somewhat 
lubed cock. 

She slid her hand up and down his cock shaft, firmly, then started to pull 
it out of his pants, finally. She rubbed he head of it against her lower 
back, then rubbed it further down, near the crack of her ass, which was 
sticking out of the top of her bikini bottoms. And ever so slowly, she began 
to push the bikini bottoms down with his cock, rubbing it against her flesh 
the whole time. 

Bill was still massaging her tits, but when he realized that she was about 
to bare herself below, he slid one hand down and helped her. 

He pushed her bikini bottoms down with his one hand and his hand-guided 
prick and then he slid his fingers into her cunt. 

As he looked over her shoulder, he could see the way that Marcy was now 
sliding her lips all the way up and down Bobby's shaft. 

She was moaning real loud around the shaft and Roni thought it looked real 
hot watching another girl sucking her boyfriend's prick. She could see the 
way there was a hell of a lot of saliva on Bobby's shaft. Marcy had a wet 
mouth. 

Then Roni guided Bill's prick down near her cunt. She leaned over a little 
bit, pressing her clit against his already probing fingers. 

"God, you're soaking wet," Bill moaned. "I'm gonna slide my prick right up 
your cunt now and fuck the hell out of you." 

"Great," Roni said. "Make it a long and satisfying one. After all, Bill, if 
you're going to do it, you might as well do it right." 

It was not until they spoke that Bobby looked over at her and when they made 
eye contact, they smiled at each other. Roni licked her lips and Bobby 
licked his, then looked down at the hot black-haired chick sucking his dick. 

He was just sitting back having himself one good blow-job and now that there 
was even a show to watch, he knew it was going to be even hotter. 

Roni and Bill were the show and once she was aware of the fact that Bobby 
was looking at her and even getting off, she started to act a little bit 
more. She pulled her bikini top off and slid her fingers to her nipples. 

"Oh yeah, fuck it," she moaned and when Bill pulled back a little bit, she 
pushed herself back, ramming her cunt right back over is cock shaft. 

She could feel the way he was starting to throb pretty hard and she knew 
that it wasn't going to be a long fuck after all. That bothered her a little 
bit, as she did like a fuck that lasted for at least twenty minutes or so. 

She tried to grab his ass cheeks to keep him all the way inside of her, but 
he managed to break free from her grip and he kept right on moving. His 
clit-tickling fingers were really making her cunt throb with the greatest 
pleasure. 

Then she heard the way Bobby started to moan real loud. 

She stopped looking at his face and started to concentrate on his cock. She 
was sure that she wouldn't get to see the cream shooting out, but she would 
know when he was coming, just by the way his cock looked when it throbbed. 

When she saw the way the base was pulsing, then heard Marcy choking more 
than she had been choking a few seconds back, she couldn't believe it. 

She thought it looked great and loved the way that it sounded, too. 

She heard Bobby letting out the greatest kind of moan and she was so turned 
on by what she saw and heard, that she wasn't even thinking about what she 
felt. But when her turn-on became more physical and her cunt began to spasm 
in orgasm, she became aware of the hard throbbing dick in her cunt. 

Just in time, too, because just as she thought about how great that was 
feeling, she felt him starting to shoot his load into her body. 

Bill kept right on moving as he was fucking her and Roni could feel his come 
being smeared all over her cunt walls. She could feel the way his twitching 
dick was making her whole body surge with pleasure. 

Her knees buckled a little bit, but he still had his fingers in her cunt and 
he managed to hold her so that she stayed standing on her two feet. 

"Yeah, you two look so fucking hot," she heard her boyfriend say and when 
she looked at him again, she loved how his prick looked. 

Marcy was still holding it in her mouth, but she had her lips back near the 
head of his cock. She was letting the come drip down the shaft and Roni got 
off on those thin white looking streams of cream. Before any one stream hit 
Bobby's pubic hairs or balls, Marcy's mouth was sliding right back down the 
shaft. 

And she was sucking the come right back between her lips, then pulling her 
lips back to the head of his cock, only to let the come drip down again. 

She did that a few times, even as his cock began to go limp and when he did 
lose his hardon, she still kept her head nestled between his legs. 

Bill's cock stayed hard in her for a few seconds after he exploded and then 
he began to pull himself right out of her. She knew that even if he had 
stayed in deep, he still would have slipped out when he went fully limp. 

She walked over to the couch and sat down near Bobby, just so she could rub 
her hand up and down his hairy chest. 

She kissed him on the lips and the idea of her kissing him while his cock 
was in someone else's mouth, really turned Roni on a lot. 

Then, she felt a hand on her thigh and when she stopped kissing Bobby and 
looked down, she saw the way Marcy was stroking her. 

Marcy was running her hand up and down her thigh. She pulled her mouth away 
from Bobby's prick and moved her body a little bit, so that she could 
position herself between Roni's legs. At first, Roni was a little scared. 

But Bobby turned his head and licked her ear a little bit, then cupped her 
tit. 

Then she felt Bill sitting down on the other side of her body and he started 
to lick her other ear and massage her other tit. Marcy then slid her tongue 
down to Roni's cunt and started to lick the wet cunt lips. 

"Now don't freak out, Roni," Bobby whispered in her ear, blowing hot air in, 
too to make sure that she stayed turned on. "Don't freak out. This looks 
real hot. Watching her eating your cunt looks so fucking hot, baby." 

"It sure does," Bill said. "As you may have noticed, or are now starting to 
experience, Roni, Marcy has a hot mouth. And she's very oral, you know." 

It was true. Not only was Marcy's mouth blowing hot super-hot air, but her 
tongue was wet and felt real plush. When she pressed it against Roni's clit, 
Roni could feel the way her body surged with pleasure heat. 

Then Marcy slid her tongue in real deep, so that she could start to lick the 
come out of Roni's pussy. She licked the come that Bill had shot into her, 
then started to work on Roni's clit all over again. 

Meanwhile, as Roni was most definitely getting off on the girl's tongue, she 
was also feeling real hot because of the two boys sitting on either side of 
her. She could feel their body heat surging into her body. 

She loved having both ears licked and she also loved having both tits 
fondled, by to different people, so she could even compare their touches and 
get off on the touches of two men. Because they did it different ways. 

She started to thrust her cunt up and down against Marcy's face and she 
looked down and saw the way the girl's tongue was still sticking straight 
out. She started to fuck herself with the tongue, thrusting her cunt up and 
down on it so that she could feel it working like a small prick. 

"This will be hot to watch until we get hard again," Bobby said to Roni and 
when he did say that, he rubbed his cock against her hip. 

That was when Roni decided what she was going to do with her hands. She slid 
one hand to Bill's cock and the other hand to Bobby's cock and though both 
peckers were limp, she held them firmly and even started to jerk them a 
little bit. 

And she kept thinking that when they were both hard, she was going to want 
to suck one of them and maybe have the other one fuck her from behind. While 
Marcy kept on eating her pussy, because, yes, it did feel fantastic. 

When Roni admitted that to herself, she felt kind of strange. 

After all, she had freaked out when her aunt started to eat her. But then 
again, she did hate her aunt and didn't want Betty laying a fucking finger 
on her. 

It was strange, she decided, because there was something lesbian about it. 
Even though she was getting off on the two men on either side of her body 
and the two limp dicks in her hand, she was getting off even more on the 
girl's tongue. 

And having one girl getting another one off was definitely lesbianism. 

It had always scared her to think that she might have some lesbian 
tendencies and when her body started to tense up and the boys obviously 
noticed that there was something wrong, they did their best to lick her and 
massage her and try to get her right back into the action. But it was her 
own working mind that did it for her. 

It was her own mind that said: Hey, she's licking you, hon! You're not doing 
anything to her. Men lick you and now you're getting off on Marcy licking 
you. So there really isn't anything wrong with it. It would be something to 
freak out over more if I licked her and liked to freak out over more if I 
licked her and like it. 

But as long as she's doing me, well, what the fuck? Go with it. 

And she began to thrust herself up and down against that tongue, which, she 
decided, had to be the best tongue she'd ever felt in her cunt. As she felt 
her clit being wiggled back and forth and felt the tongue licking loads of 
cream off her cunt walls, she could feel the way a most powerful orgasm was 
starting to overcome her. 

She closed her eyes and moaned loud as she reached her peak and she could 
feel the way Marcy's tongue did not stop working. 

Obviously, Marcy was having herself one good time and there was no reason 
for her to stop. After all, she liked the taste of cunt and now that Roni 
was coming, Marcy had to be getting herself one of the best tastes of cunt 
ever. 

Marcy kept her mouth there for a long time. And Roni started to feel the way 
the two pricks began to stiffen in her hand. 

As Marcy pulled her mouth back, she looked up at Roni. 

Then, the girl stood up and started to take off her clothing. It was only 
then that Roni realized Marcy hadn't even bothered to undress yet. She had 
first attacked Bobby's dick and then her cunt, but she hadn't taken off her 
clothing. 

As she took off her blouse, Roni saw that she had nice tits, with big thick 
dark nipples. Her tits were a little smaller than Roni's own tits. 

She wiggled her hips as she slid her jeans and panties down and Roni saw 
that Marcy had a nice trimmed pubic bush. The triangle was shaped perfectly 
and the hairs looked like they had all been clipped short. 

When she was naked, she started to move closer to Roni. Then she began to 
climb up on the couch, as if to move her cunt to Roni's mouth. 

"No," the girl said, as she shook her head back and forth. "No, no, I don't 
want to do this. I don't want to lick you. Stop it." 

But Marcy continued to move her cunt closer and suddenly, Roni could feel 
the way both boys were gripping her wrists, real tight. She felt Bill's hand 
moving up right behind her head, starting to push her, to force her mouth to 
Marcy's cunt. 

It was almost like she was a prisoner, being forced to do something against 
her will. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

"You are being held prisoner here," she heard the voice say. "And while we 
have you here, we might force you to do things against your will. If you 
fight us, then you will be hurt. If you go with it, then ... " 

"You still might be hurt," she heard the male voice say and then she could 
hear a kind of dumb hick laughter, which made her shiver. 

And more than anything else in the world, Roni wished she could pull the 
blindfold off. That was impossible, however, what with her arms being bound 
tightly behind her back. She couldn't even pull them free. 

She started to think about the event of the last few hours. 

Or maybe even the last few days, she thought to herself. Because she had 
noticed this pick-up truck following her. The first day she had looked out 
Bobby's rear-view mirror as he'd been taking her home and she'd noticed it. 

And why not? They lived in a somewhat posh neighborhood, with a lot of 
sports cars and caddys and Mercedes. So a pick-up truck sure stood out. 

And the truck seemed to be following their car. She said something to Bobby, 
but he told her it was just her imagination. 

Then, yesterday, when she had walked out of school, she'd seen it sitting 
right across the street, but she couldn't get a look at the people in it. 
And once again, when Bobby was driving her home, she looked up at the 
rear-view mirror and saw it. 

She pointed it out to him again and he said maybe they were just taking 
something somewhere. Like deliveries or something. And it just so happened 
that they made them at this time of day. 

This afternoon, the truck had not been outside of her school. 

But as they'd pulled in near the gates, she thought she saw it parked 
outside of the estate, on the other side of the street. She didn't think 
much about it. 

Bobby dropped her off and didn't bother to come in because Betty was home. 

And after she'd been home for about ten minutes, Betty came over to her and 
in the sweetest voice possible, asked her if she'd be a dear and run out 
toward the rose bushes to pick some fresh roses. 

"You know how much your Uncle Fred likes them," Betty had said. "And I'm 
sorry about all this tension between you and I. I think they'd liven up the 
dinner table tonight and make everything much more pleasant." 

It sounded like garbage to Roni, but she happened to love roses, too and the 
bush near the gate had some roses in full bloom. 

They were pink and Roni decided to go and pick a dozen. 

While she was picking them, it happened. She felt someone moving up behind 
her and suddenly, a rag was being pushed over her face. She tried to breathe 
and when she did, she could feel her head starting to spin. 

She didn't know what they used on her, but they did use a gas. 

When she came to, sometime later (and she had no idea of how much later) she 
could feel the way her arms were bound behind her back and also the way 
there was a blindfold on. She was being taken for a bouncy kind of ride. 

That was when she flashed on the truck. Any chic car wouldn't ride like the 
car she was in. And yes, she had seen that truck across the street from her 
estate. Whoever owned it had been following her for the last few days, with 
plans to kidnap her. 

And it had happened, all because she had gone out to pick roses. 

"Where am I?" she had asked and a female voice told her to shut up. When she 
asked again, she was slapped hard across the face. 

So she had said nothing, but the ride seemed to be endless. When the truck 
finally stopped, she was pulled out the back and led toward what she 
imagined to be a house. 

When she inhaled deeply, she could smell clean country air. 

Now, they still had her standing in the room as they told her about how she 
was being held prisoner there and she was aching all over. Her hands felt 
like they hadn't had any blood flowing into them for days. 

"Please, my hands ache," she said to the people she could not see. 

"Shut up," the female said. "We just want to make sure that you understand 
things. You can scream all you want, but there's no one around to hear you. 
And you can try to pull free from my bonds, but I'm a pro." 

"Why are you holding me?" she asked and there was a pause. 

"For money, of course," the male voice said, but the pause made Roni think 
that maybe there was another reason. But what? 

"Now, I'm going to untie your hands," the female said. "If you try to take 
that blindfold off, I'll cut both of your hands off. Do you understand?" 

"Yes," the girl said. "Yes, I do. I won't try anything." 

She was relieved to feel her hands being untied and she pulled them in front 
of her body and started to rub her wrists, rubbing the blood back into her 
hands. She heaved a sigh of relief, but suddenly, she was thrust back. 

She felt herself landing on a couch, with a hard thud. 

Then her hands were grabbed again, by hands that were enormous. She couldn't 
get over the size of them. She knew this had to be the man, even though she 
could not see him, for any woman with hands this large had to be some kind 
of a freak. 

Her wrists were bound again, with a tight cord and then she felt a tugging 
on the cord. She didn't know what they tied the end of it to but when she 
tried to pull her hands down, she could not. They were tied securely above 
her head and there was no slack on the robe to enable her to pull them down. 

Then, she felt a thick cord being wrapped around her ankle. And her leg was 
being pulled and stretched and she hurt like hell. 

Her other leg was yanked over the back of the couch and another cord was 
tied around it and she started to think, at least they didn't strip me. 

They tied me up and didn't strip me, so at least I'll won't be violated. 

"There, good," she heard the woman say. "I don't think she's going to be 
able to get herself out of this too fast." 

"No, she won't. She's trapped and there's nothing she can do." 

"But we forgot to take off her clothing," the woman said. 

"I didn't forget. I want to take it off with this." 

She heard him laugh, but she didn't know what he was holding. Then, she felt 
the way her blouse was being unbuttoned, or rather, just parted. As if the 
buttoned had been ripped off or something like that. And when she felt the 
cold blade against her flesh as the arms of her blouse were being ripped, 
she gasped. 

He was cutting her blouse off her body and she could feel the way he almost 
cut into her flesh with the super sharp blade. 

He cut through both arms of her blouse and then he yanked the fabric and 
pulled it out from underneath her. She was wearing a bra that day, but it 
was pulled off in three simple slices. Her tits were exposed then. 

She heard the way the man began to moan a little bit, then felt him sliding 
the blade in near the bottom of one of her pants legs. 

She could feel the way he was cutting as more and more of her leg was 
exposed to the air and felt a cool breeze. He sliced through the second leg. 

Then he yanked at her pants and they were no longer on her body. 

"Look," he said to the woman. "Look at that. There seems to be a wetness 
right there. You can see a stain right there." 

And as he said it, she knew that she was wet. She was not turned on, but 
there was something exciting about being this scared. And during the ride, 
her legs had been rubbing together and her cunt had just started to get wet. 

He pressed his fingers down against her wet spot and even ended up pushing 
her panties into her cunt a little bit. Then, he pulled them all the way 
back and as he was stretching the fabric, she heard something. 

He had sliced through them, two fast slices and when he yanked at them, he 
ended up pulling them right off her body. 

She hated it. Because of the way her legs had been spread and tied, she knew 
that they could look right down at her bared cunt. 

He even moved his hand down there and began to rub her. 

"I don't think she's a virgin," he said to the woman and it surprised her 
that the man would even say something like that. What would make him think 
she was? 

He started to slide his fingers in and out of her and then she felt the way 
he moved his mouth down to her cunt. His tongue was so wide and when he 
pressed it right up against her clit, she started to spasm mildly. 

She couldn't believe that she was getting turned on, being bound and 
blindfolded, but she was. The actual physical touch was incredible and the 
more he wiggled her clit back and forth with his tongue, the more turned on 
she was. 

She even started to thrust herself up and down against his face. 

"This girl has done this before," she heard the woman say. "I believe she 
was wrong when she told us that there's a slight chance she's a virgin." 

"If she is or she isn't, she isn't gonna be for long." 

The man pulled his mouth away from her cunt and she heard the sound of 
clothing rustling. When he started to climb on the sofa, she knew that he 
had stripped himself, because she could feel the heat from his naked flesh. 

It seemed to shoot out all over her body. He pressed his chest down against 
her heaving stiff-nippled tits and then she felt the cock. 

"Oh God, no," she moaned. "Oh God, no, please. That'll kill me." 

"That's what they all say the first time," he told her. "But you got a cunt 
and your cunt can stretch and you're gonna take it." 

He rubbed his cock head against her cunt lips and as she felt the heated 
dripping, she started to moan softly and lick her lips. 

She wanted to try and get into it, because she knew that it was going to 
happen, whether she wanted it to happen or not. How could she possibly stop 
it from happening? And hadn't the woman told her if she tried to fight back, 
she'd only get hurt more. 

She even tried to concentrate on spreading her cunt walls to allow him to 
get into her. And then, she felt the cock moving in. 

It was so much thicker than the other two cocks she'd felt thus far in her 
life, but because she was wet, there was no pain from any kind of friction. 
There was some pain from being stretched too much. 

She bit her lower lip and she felt him sliding all the way into her. 

As he held himself in deep, she could hear him moaning about how tight she 
was and Roni imagined that no matter what woman he might have been with, she 
had to seem tight. Even the widest cunt had to be tight with his cock. 

He started to thrust himself in and out of her at a nice, steady rate and 
she could feel the way her clit was tingling. 

Each time that he thrust in, her cunt spasmed and his cock spread her wide 
enough so that her spasms seemed to be really tight. 

"Come on, baby, join in," he said to the woman and as he was fucking Roni, 
the bound, blindfolded girl heard more clothes rustling. 

Then she could feel some heat moving near her head. Her head was resting on 
the arm of the couch and when she felt the heat of the thighs near her face, 
she knew what was going to happen. She could even smell the cunt getting 
nearer. 

And she stuck her tongue right out, so that when the cunt moved down, her 
tongue was sliding right between those parted lips. 

She tasted the wetness and as she felt more of it just flowing onto her 
tongue and down her throat, she moaned softly and her cunt even spasmed 
around his cock a little bit more. For the taste of cunt was a turn-on. 

Of course, back when the two boys had been holding her and Marcy had been 
moving her cunt toward her face, Roni had almost freaked out. 

The idea of being forced to do something like that bothered her and she kept 
trying to turn her head to the left and right. But she was not able to turn 
away from the approaching cunt. As it was forced against her mouth, she had 
heard Bobby telling her that there was nothing wrong with her licking 
another cunt. 

He had started to tell her that she really owed Marcy that much, because 
Marcy had done such a good job licking her. 

And that she shouldn't worry about being a lesbian. There was no way that 
she could be a lesbian, when she loved dicks as much as she did. 

Those words, along with the actual taste and smell of the cunt in front of 
her, turned her on. So she had started to lick Marcy's pussy and she was 
amazed at how wet it could be. She'd started to move her tongue in as deep 
as she possibly could, flicking her friend's clit back and forth. 

And after only a few seconds, the boys had let go of her. She had moved her 
hands back to their pricks, which were nice and stiff and giving off so much 
heat, that she was soon sucking cunt even more willingly. 

But after a while, the position seemed to be too uncomfortable for Marcy, so 
the boys suggested that Roni lie on her back and Marcy sit on her face and 
that was exactly how things got started. For once Marcy was sitting on her 
face, Roni just started to lap away at her hot flowing pussy. 

Then Marcy leaned over and moved her mouth down to Roni's cunt and while 
Roni kept eating Marcy, Bill began to fuck her from behind. 

Roni had not only kept on licking that cunt, more and more willingly as each 
second passed by, but she also started to flick her tongue along the 
underside of Bill's prick as he was sliding it in and out of her. 

Bill seemed to love that and he also liked it when Roni sucked on his balls 
for short periods of time. But she did only do it for short periods of time, 
because she was getting off more on the taste of the cunt. 

And Bill's cock, after it was inside of Marcy's pussy, then back out, all 
covered with cunt cream and its natural cock flavor, sure tasted great. 

Then she had felt Bobby moving between her legs and he'd raised her ass off 
the floor and moved his cock to her pussy. 

He had started to fuck her while Marcy kept eating her. 

All in all, it had been quite a foursome and the best part about it was that 
they were able to move out to the pool later, so they could get it on some 
more. And they did not have to worry about her aunt coming home, or even her 
uncle. 

For of course, Roni knew that her uncle had an image of her - an image of 
her being quite young and virginal - and she did not want to do anything 
that might make him lose that image of her, that might anger him. 

Now, she was anything but virginal. Of course, she didn't really have a 
choice, so she had to go along with what was happening. 

She was licking the woman's cunt like crazy, not only getting off on the 
taste and smell of it, but also hoping that the woman might like what she 
did and change her mind about this kidnapping and free her. 

And there wasn't any question about the cock, once her cunt got used to its 
enormous size. 

Once her walls had spread and had adjusted to his thickness, it was easy for 
her to get right into it, because his body was giving off a lot of heat and 
he was, when it came right down to it, a hot fuck. 

She did kind of wish that her hands hadn't been bound. 

It would have been better for her if she could have played with his chest, 
plucked at his nipples, rubbing her tits, too. 

"Yeah, this is one hot fucking cunt," the man moaned. "I don't know how long 
I'm going to be able to hold back from coming." 

"She also loves to eat cunt. I don't really understand this." 

"What don't you understand?" the man asked her and Roni listened, because 
she wanted to know what was going on. 

She thought she might find some clue as to why she had been kidnapped. 

"She's into everything already. How do we make her a sex slave when she 
already seemed to be into the things we're doing?" 

The man didn't answer and Roni imagined that he might have just shrugged his 
shoulders. She also wondered why would anyone want to make her a sex slave? 
For what purpose? And then she thought about her aunt. 

She thought about that night when she had been bound and her aunt had done 
it while she'd been sleeping. There was something slave-like about that 
whole scene. 

She felt the way the cock started to throb inside of her cunt and she knew 
that he was not going to be able to hold back much longer. If there was any 
doubt in her mind, when she heard him moaning to the woman, telling her that 
he was going to be coming real soon, Roni prepared herself for it. 

She sucked on the woman's clit real hard, almost like it was a security 
pacifier or something, because she needed it as the cock started to throb 
hard inside of her, stretching her cunt almost to the point of more pain. 

Then he started to thrust even faster and she felt the cream shooting right 
into her cunt. Her nipples began to throb and she had trouble breathing with 
that cunt right over her face. Her panting must have let the woman know, 
because she pulled herself back and gave Roni the chance to breathe. 

The man kept on coming in her for a while and even after he finished 
shooting, he stayed inside of her. The woman moved her cunt back over Roni's 
face. 

She licked the woman for a while and when the man finally pulled out of her, 
the woman pulled away from her. 

"That was good, but it can be better," she said. "You'll have to learn how 
to lick me better if you want to leave here alive." 

"But I did it as well as I could," Roni said and suddenly she felt something 
cracking down against her flesh, really hard. 

She knew what it was. The woman had just lashed her with a leather strap. 
The stinging sensation lingered for only a few seconds and then she started 
to tingle. When she did, she moaned softly and the woman laughed. 

She heard them leaving the room and when she heard them talking later, from 
some other room, the voices were as low as they could be. 

But there was no other noise in the house and she could hear a few words. 
She didn't really catch everything that they said, but she was so sure that 
she heard the woman mentioning a name she was familiar with. 

She was so sure that she heard the woman say something about Betty ... 

 CHAPTER NINE 

"You don't seem to care too much about this at all, do you?" he asked her, 
as she sat across from him at the table, eating. 

"I care as much as I possibly can, Fred," she said. "You know how much the 
two of us got along to begin with. So how can I care so much?" 

"You fucking bitch," he said to her and he really wanted to slap her across 
the face, but just then, the doorbell rang. 

When the butler came into the dining room, he announced that it was the 
detective coming back to see them again. The handsome blond man stepped into 
the room and as he smiled at Betty, she smiled back. 

Fred noticed the way her face seemed to light up when she saw him. 

His name was Henry Harris and he had been on the case since Roni had been 
kidnapped. That had been three days back and this afternoon, he was looking 
much more hopeful than he usually did. He sat down at the table and did have 
something to eat when Betty asked if he'd like to join them for lunch. 

He started to tell them about Roni's boyfriend, Bobby. 

He had gone to see the boy last night and when they had talked, Bob' 
remembered something about a truck. He remembered Roni being somewhat 
suspicious about seeing this truck parked across the street from her school 
and even following her. 

Fred looked right at Betty when the detective said that and he noticed the 
way she started to get a little bit tense. 

'The boy said that he thought it was some kind of a farm truck." 

"I see," Fred said. "So chances are good that she's being held on some kind 
of a farm. But that doesn't help us at all, does it?" 

"No," Harry said to the man. "But this does. Bobby remembered some of the 
license plate number. He's not sure about the last digit. But he says that 
he is absolutely positive about the first three. So we have a choice of ten 
other numbers." 

"Well that shouldn't be hard to trace, should it. We can trace all those 
plates and find the one that's on a truck." 

"It'll take a while. The police have so many tracers out." 

"I can have it done in a matter of hours," Fred said. "When you have money, 
you usually end up having some good connections. Excuse me for a couple of 
minutes and I'll make a couple of phone calls." 

And he left the dining room, knowing that he was leaving that cat-like wife 
of his with a man that she obviously had the hots for. 

When Betty was alone with Harry, she slid her hand over to his. 

"I want you to know that we appreciate everything that you're doing." 

"Yes, I'm sure," he said to her and he felt the way she was rubbing the back 
of his hand with her fingers, almost as if she was coming on. 

Then she pulled her hand away and stood up. She asked him if he had seen 
their pool, and if he might be in the mood for a dip. 

It was a hot, muggy day and when he stood near the pool, he sighed. 

"I wish I had my suit. Then I could really feel refreshed." 

"Well Fred has some extra ones in the cabana. Go put one of his on." 

He smiled at her and nodded his head, then walked into the cabana. 

She stood outside for a few seconds and started to think about how long it 
would take him to take off his jacket, shirt and pants. 

And she timed it perfectly, because when she walked in, he was standing 
there in the nude, just getting ready to pull his suit on. He had a nice 
strong looking body, at least ten years younger than her husband's. 

He seemed to be shocked when she stepped into the cabana. 

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were finished," she said, but he saw the way 
she was looking at his cock shaft and he began to stir. 

Betty was, after all, still one hot looking lady. When she saw his cock 
starting to rise, she moved right over to it and reached or it. She grasped 
it firmly, then started to slide her hand up and down his shaft. 

She could feel the heat emanating from the cock shaft and when he moaned a 
little bit, she got right on her knees and started to suck him. 

"But what about your husband?" he asked her. 

But she didn't think that he would mind and she didn't want to pull her 
mouth away from his cock for even a few seconds to tell him as much. 

Because she and Fred hadn't made it in the longest time. They hadn't made it 
with each other since the night that he caught her tying up Roni. The only 
time she had gotten it on since that night had been when she went to see 
Abby and Clem. 

So she was horny as hell and she had been attracted to Harry from the first 
moment she laid eyes on him. She had lusted after him and now that she 
finally had his cock under her control and his cock was rock hard, she was 
going to make him come. 

The only thing was she wanted him to come in her cunt, too. 

"How many rounds can you usually go?" she asked him, pulling her mouth away 
from his cock for a matter of seconds. "How many rounds?" 

"I don't know," he told her. "It depends on how turned on I am." 

"Well, I want to suck a load from you and then I want you to fuck me." 

"Fine. I can do that," he said and she sucked his cock right back between 
her lips, sliding her lips up and down the shaft. 

She flicked her tongue along the underside of his cock and after only a few 
more seconds of skilled sucking, she felt him starting to throb. 

She knew, for sure, that he was going to come then, for she could also smell 
the way his pubic patch was starting to get that musky odor. He was sweating 
more and more and his throbbing cock exploded in her mouth. 

She sucked out every last drop of his cream and then she slid her lips all 
the way down his shaft, holding the entire cock between her lips. She felt 
his heated balls rubbing against her chin and liked how that felt. 

Then she pulled her mouth back and stood up. She untied the top of her 
halter blouse and it fell away in front, exposing her large tits. Then she 
slid out of her shorts and panties and she heard him letting out a low moan. 

He moved his fingers to her cunt and began to play with her. 

"I don't know if this is right," he said. "Your husband can be out here any 
second, looking for us. I don't think he'd like this." 

"Nonsense. He knows I'm hot for you. We've talked about it. He told me that 
he wouldn't mind it if I got it on with you." 

It was a lie, but he didn't have to know that. It was the kind of lie, she 
knew, that would make him feel more relaxed. 

"But there really isn't any time for you to eat me, as much as I'd get into 
it," she said. "So just fuck me now, up against the wall." 

She loved the wooden walls of the cabana and as she backed up against it, 
she saw him moving closer to her. His hard cock was sticking straight out 
and when he slid it near her cunt lips, she wrapped her arms around his 
neck. 

She lifted herself up a little bit and as he pressed her back against the 
wall, she locked her legs around his buttocks. 

Then he started to thrust his cock in and out of her. 

She could feel the way his heated cock shaft was making great rubbing 
contact with her clit and she started to moan when she felt her clit throb 
and then her cunt spasm like crazy. She moved her lips to his and kissed him 
hard, pressing her tongue into his mouth. He sucked on it and that turned 
her on, too. 

She felt the sweat from his chest as he pressed it against her tits. Her 
whole body was bursting with sweat now, too. She also felt it on his ass and 
she was having trouble keeping her legs gripped tightly, because they kept 
sliding all over. 

When he began to throb inside of her, she felt the way her cunt spasmed real 
hard around his prick. She knew that he was not going to be able to hold 
back and thought that it could have gone on just a little longer. 

But it was ending. He was starting to come inside of her and she closed her 
eyes and thought about the taste of Abby's sweet pussy. 

She thought about how much she loved it when Abby sat on her face and ate 
her and her cunt began to spasm real hard around his cock shaft. As she felt 
her cunt walls gripping his cock, she knew that he was getting turned on. 
She felt his hands sliding to her buttocks, arid as he slapped them a little 
bit, her cunt began to spasm around him some more. 

But then, ever so slowly, he pulled himself out of her and she slid her feet 
back down to the floor so she was standing and leaning back against the 
wall. He took a few steps back and looked at her rather shyly. 

Then he slid into the bathing suit and walked out of the cabana. 

He jumped into the refreshing water, which was even more refreshing after 
this hot fuck he'd just been involved in. When he surfaced, he could see 
Fred coming out from the house and he looked toward the cabana. 

Betty was just coming out, looking soaked from sweat. 

"Hi, hon," she said, waving to her husband. "We decided that we were going 
to have ourselves a swim, because it's just too hot outside." 

And he did nod his head, but as he looked at her, then back at Harry, he 
knew. It was so damn obvious. And he was thinking, she really is a whore at 
heart. She was a whore when I met her and she still is. 

She jumped into the pool and when shy surfaced, he could see Fred bending 
down near the edge of the pool, talking to Harry. 

When they both looked at her, she could feel a chill run through her body. 
They were looking at her, almost as if they knew. 

Harry finished his swim, then went into the cabana to change back into his 
clothing. There were towels inside for him to dry himself off. 

When he came back out, he and Fred walked to the front door and Fred showed 
him out. Then he came back to the pool, to talk to Betty. 

"So," he said, as he stood near the edge of the pool and she floated on her 
back, "tell me, was he a good lay, Betty?" 

"Yes," she said to him. "One of the best I've had in some time." 

"I guess anything is better than what you've had," he said. "I'm sorry I'm 
not fucking you as much as you like to be fucked. But you've been such a 
bitch recently that thinking about fucking you turns me off instead of on." 

He could see that he had hurt her by saying something like that, but he 
didn't really care. He did not like the way she was dealing with this 
kidnapping. She didn't seem to care at all about Roni and he was suspecting 
why. 

"What about the license plates?" she asked him. 

"You would like to know about that, wouldn't you?" he asked her and she 
tried to act like she didn' know what he meant. 

For the next half an hour or so, she stayed in the pool, because he was 
sitting on a chair near the side and she was scared to get out. Then he 
stood up and went into the house and she got out of the pool as fast as she 
could. 

She wrapped herself up in a large towel and walked into the den. 

She closed the door as quietly as she could and then she picked up the 
telephone and dialed. She let it ring twice, hung up, then dialed again. 

"Yes, Betty," Abby said, when she picked up the phone. 

"How are things going there?" Betty asked her. 

"Very good. But I'm telling you, she doesn't have to be taught to be a sex 
slave. She is quite willing. Of course, I wonder how willing she would be if 
she wasn't bound. But because she is, she's been going along with everything 
we've done." 

"That's good," Betty said. "'But I've called you about something really 
important. Look, they figured out that the truck was yours and they have the 
license plate numbers. Now you have to change your plates, fast." 

"Oh, God. And I thought you said we weren't going to get into any trouble." 

"You won't. You won't. Take my word for it." 

"All right. But keep me informed as to what's going on," Abby said. 

When Betty hung up the phone, she turned and started to leave the den. But 
suddenly, the door opened and Fred was walking into the room. He had his 
hands behind his back and he had a wicked smile on his face. 

"Interesting conversation, Betty," he said to her. "I was wondering when you 
were going to make the call. And you made it, sure enough." 

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said to him and suddenly he 
pulled his hands out from behind his back and when he raised one hand, she 
could see that he was holding a thick leather whip in it. 

He lashed it right out at her flesh and because all she had on was a bathing 
suit and a towel, she felt the hard cutting sting. 

He moved closer to her and he pushed her down on her knees in front of him. 
Then he took the leather whip and started to wrap it around her neck. He 
pulled it as hard as he could, until he heard her choking. 

"Now where are they holding her?" he said, in an angry tone. "I want you to 
tell me where they're holding her. Because if you don't, then I'm going to 
see to it that your fucking ass is thrown in jail. Along with your friends. 
But if you do tell me, we'll just forget all about his little incident, all 
right?" 

She could not inhale at all. He had pulled the leather too tight and she had 
gasped and in doing so, had exhaled a lot of her air. 

And she could not inhale to take in more air. Her eyes even started to bulge 
out of her head a little bit and he could see it. 

"All right, I'll tell you," she said to him and she started to tell him 
where the farm that they owned was located. 

When he heard her, he smiled. Then he pulled his dick out of his pants and 
as he let her breathe more, he rammed it into her mouth. 

He wasn't even hard when he first shoved it into her mouth, but he was 
furious and he fucked her hard, with a great deal of anger. Each time that 
he rammed it into her throat he could hear her choking on it. 

"Yeah, you love this, don't you?" he asked her. "You do love it, right?" 

She shook her head up and down and he began to smile. 

"And I believe that you arranged this whole thing for one reason only. So 
that she could become a willing sex slave. But who do you want her to serve, 
bitch? Do you want her to serve you, or do you want her to serve me?" 

Of course, she could not answer with his cock in her mouth, but as he asked 
her, she could feel tears streaming down her cheeks. 

A few seconds later, she felt his cock starting to throb in her mouth. But 
he didn't even come in her mouth. He pulled himself out and jerked himself 
off, the come landing all over her face and her hair and her neck. 

Then he stuffed himself back in his pants and before she even knew it, he 
was gone. He stormed out of the den and a few seconds later, she heard the 
revving engine of his sports car, starting up, then fading in the distance. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

And as he drove, he could not stop thinking about his niece. 

He started to remember when his brother was still alive, when he girl was 
young and how pretty she was. He would go visit his brother and 
sister-in-law and they'd sit there watching little Veronica playing. 

She was such a lovely little girl and his brother had told him she would be 
a sensational looking woman when she grew up. 

She would be the kind of woman that men would kill for. 

And she had turned into a stunning young girl. Fred had often had fantasies 
about what it would be like to make love to her. 

But each time he thought like that, he would think about the fact that she 
was his niece and he couldn't do something like that with his niece. 

Also, he had believed she was virginal, only because he wanted to believe 
it. He was sure that this couple who were holding her were not the first to 
make it with her. She was very close to her boyfriend, Bobby. 

He kept his foot pressed down on the gas pedal and he arrived at the small 
town in a matter of hours. Then he asked how to get to the farm and as he 
started to drive there, he realized that this really was an out of the way 
place. 

He saw the farm about five hundred yards away, located in the middle of 
nowhere and as he got closer, he decided to walk it. He did not want them to 
hear him pulling up, because then they might try to run. 

As he walked toward the farm, he didn't see anyone around. 

Then he looked in the window and he could see her, bound and naked on the 
sofa. She looked somewhat scared, but along with that scared look was one of 
lust. For her body was red and looked like it enjoyed the sex. 

He saw the woman sitting on the other couch, watching Roni. 

And suddenly, he remembered her. She had been a whore with Betty, he 
recalled. He had hired Betty and another girl and this was her. Oh, it had 
been many years back and the blonde had aged a little bit, but it was still 
her. 

He walked to the front door and he knocked on it. When she opened it up, she 
opened her mouth to gasp and he immediately put his hand over her mouth. 

He dragged her out onto the porch and he talked low. 

"I don't want her to hear me yet," he said. "I don't want her to know I'm 
here." 

"How did you find us? Did Betty tell you? Don't send us to jail. Please, 
Fred, don't send us to jail. It was really all Betty's idea." 

"I'm not going to send you to jail," he said. "And yes, Betty did tell me. 
But that was because I was strangling her. I would have killed her. Now tell 
me, who else is here with you keeping her captive?" 

"Just me and my husband," she said and he started to smile. 

"Good. I'm going to pretend to be your husband. And if you ever tell her 
that it wasn't him, I will press charges against you. Now play along with 
me." 

And the two of them went into the house. As soon as they were inside, he 
could smell the strong arousing odor of sex. It seemed to be coming from the 
walls. 

"Did you have a long day?" Abby asked him. "I know how you're usually hyped 
up after being out working all day. Honey, why don't you fuck the bitch?" 

He didn't say anything. Instead, he started to take off all his clothing and 
then he moved to one end of the bed, so he could look between her spread 
legs. 

He looked at her spread cunt lips and he felt the way his cock began to 
twitch more and more. Then he climbed on the couch between her legs. 

As he slid his cock into her, he could feel the way pleasure began to 
overtake both of them. He couldn't believe how terrific it felt to be inside 
of her and when he thrust all the way into her, he held himself there. 

He felt her cunt spasming hard around his cock shaft and he could even feel 
the way she wanted to lock her legs around his ass, but they were bound and 
she could not. 

When he saw the way Abby had stripped off her pants and panties, he liked 
the way she looked. Then she moved right over Roni's face. 

Before Abby's cunt was even close to her tongue, Roni stuck it out real far 
and it moved right into Abby's pussy. 

He was so surprised. He could not believe that his niece would eat cunt so 
willingly, but it sure as hell turned him on to watch him doing that. 

He remembered how he had first been turned on by Betty and Abby and as he 
thought about it, he could feel his cock throbbing inside of his niece's 
cunt. He held back, trying not to come and he managed to keep from shooting. 

He held himself all the way inside of her as he watched her flicking her 
tongue in and out of Abby's cunt, licking her quite skillfully. He could see 
the way Roni knew how to make direct contact with Abby's clit, even though 
she could not see it. 

She could only feel it, but her tongue was flicking back and forth against 
it and Abby's cunt seemed to be getting wetter by the second. 

When Abby started to come real hard, Roni's cunt spasmed around his cock 
nice and hard and he knew that Roni was getting off on the cream. It reached 
a point where her spasms were so tight and were occurring at such a steady 
rate, that he thought he was going to come without even moving. 

So he pulled back, so that just the head of his cock was between her cunt 
lips. 

Then, after he felt her cunt stop spasming so much, he started to slide it 
in and out of her all over again, as fast and as hard as he could. 

He loved the feeling of his flesh slapping against her and when he felt the 
way she began to thrust up and down against him, he moaned. She was really 
into it and he was into it even more than she was. 

He looked up at Abby for a second and he could see the way she was looking 
down at him, almost as if she was proud and happy to see him working over 
his niece this way. She even licked her lips a little bit. 

He started to throb real hard inside of her and when he began to explode, 
Roni let out a very pleasing moan. She pulled her mouth away from the cunt 
she was licking and she whispered, letting him know that she wished his cock 
could be in her all the time. 

He felt back when she said that, because he had done it this way for a 
reason. 

Fred thought that it really might hurt her emotionally if she knew he made 
love to her. He didn't think that she was such a strong girl and he was sure 
that she would not be able to accept the fact that he had made love to her. 

So he slowly pulled out of her cunt and started to get into his clothing. 

Then, when Abby was dressed, she led him out onto the porch. Once again, he 
whispered and he told her that he didn't want her to say anything. 

"Just leave right now because I'm going in and I'm going to untie her. And I 
want her to think that I just happened to find her. Nothing will happen to 
you and your husband. But don't ever cross me in any way." 

"No, I won't," she said. "Thank you, Fred. Thank you so much." 

And she ran out to the field feeling really happy about things. He couldn't 
understand why, but then again, he had no idea of the fact that Betty had 
paid them fifty thousand dollars to carry out this little scheme. 

He just shoved the door open and screamed out her name. 

"Roni, I've found you," he said to her. "I'm so glad that I found you." 

"Uncle Fred? Is that you? Is it? Uncle Fred, is it really you?" 

He moved right over to the couch and pulled off her blindfold. He could see 
tears of joy in her eyes and he kissed her on the cheek. 

Then he started to untie her and neither one said anything about the fact 
that he had gotten a look at her all spread and tied. 

He found a jacket that he could throw over her and he led her toward his 
car. As they were walking, she clung to him. 

"How did you find me?" she asked him and he shook his head. 

"That makes no difference. I found you. That's all you have to know." 

He held the car door for her and she got in. Then he got in and he started 
to drive away, taking her back to his estate. 

As he drove, she slid a little bit closer to him and put her arm on his 
shoulder. She moved her lips to his cheek and kissed him gently, then slid 
her hand right down his chest and let it rest on his stirring crotch. 

"Roni, what do you think you're doing?" he asked her. "Stop it." 

"Oh come on, Uncle Fred. You just saved me, so I owe you something." 

"No, this isn't right," he said to her, even though his growing cock seemed 
to think otherwise. As she kept her hand there, he was getting fully hard. 

"But it was right for you to come in and fuck me?" she asked. 

And when she did ask that, she could see a look of shock on his face. She 
started to think about that last fuck back at the house. 

She had known it was someone different. She had known that the man fucking 
her was not the same man who had been fucking her all these other times. She 
had known because the cock was not the same. 

Of course, she had no idea of whose cock it was at the time. She had just 
thought that they were letting others fuck her. 

No one had a cock as big as the one that had been fucking her for the last 
few days, though as it had been happening a short while back, she'd thought 
that the fucker was still pretty good. He was turning her on a hell of a 
lot. " 

When her uncle came and saved her minutes later, she knew. There was no 
doubt in her mind and if there was, then his responding to her massaging 
hand was enough to let her know that it had been him after all. 

She started to pull his zipper down and then she reached into his pants and 
pulled his cock right out. She looked at it and smiled. 

"Yes, this is the one," she said to him. "You still smell like you've just 
been fucking and you've just been fucking me. Honestly, Uncle Fred, I didn't 
know it was you at first. But I didn't think it was the man who was with 
that woman before." 

"That man was her husband," he moaned, as he got into the gentle massaging 
of his cock. "I know who those people are." 

"Did they demand money, or what?" she asked him, but he didn't answer her 
question. 

"Let's just forget about this," he said. "It's all over." 

"Not quite. There are still some things that have to be done," she said and 
she managed to slide her head between the steering wheel and his lap. 

She moved her mouth right down to his cock shaft, opening her mouth as wide 
as she possibly could. She flicked her tongue back and forth along the 
underside of his shaft as she sucked on him as hard as she could. 

She held his balls in her hand and felt then-heat and when she moved her 
mouth all the way down his shaft and held him in her throat, she knew that 
he was loving it. His cock head was spasming against her gagging throat. 

He was loving it and he knew that the two people had done what they'd set 
out to do. He knew that they had turned her into some kind of sexual slave. 

Perhaps she was not a slave in the sense that she wanted to be dominated and 
beaten, but she was a slave in the sense that she needed sex. 

He could tell, by the way he was being sucked off. He could feel her tongue 
working like crazy and when he started to throb, she pulled her mouth away 
from his cock for a while and watched it bob up and down. 

"I hope you don't mind my doing this," she said to him. "I probably wouldn't 
be doing it if you hadn't made it with me. But don't ever feel guilty about 
that, Uncle Fred, because I can't even begin to tell you how long I wanted 
it." 

"You wanted me to make love to you?" he asked her and she nodded. 

She ran her tongue over her lip and then she moved it right back to his cock 
shaft. 

As she was sucking him, he started to think that maybe he and Roni and Betty 
would be able to get into some hot threesomes. Of course, he knew that he 
could get Betty to do it and knew that she wanted to. 

Of course, he doubted that Roni would want to let Betty tie her up. 

But suddenly, he realized that Betty was into being tied up sometimes and he 
smiled when he thought that Roni could tie Betty up. He was quite sure that 
Roni would want to tie Betty up and abuse her a little bit. 

And Betty could not refuse, he knew. Because now he really had something 
over her. 

He was going to call Harry Harris and tell him that the case was solved and 
that he had found his niece. He was going to tell the man that he didn't 
want anything to happen to the people who took her. 

And then he was going to tell Betty that if she ever stepped out of line 
again, he would have her arrested. Even ten years from now, if she stepped 
out of line, he was going to have that bitch thrown in jail. 

He started to think about the kind of slave he could turn his wife into, 
having something like this over her and when he did, his cock began to throb 
really hard in Roni's mouth and he could hear her sucking harder. 

He knew he was not going to be able to hold back too much longer and Roni 
knew when he was ready to come. She pulled her mouth back to his cock head 
and started to flick her tongue back and forth against his piss slit, just 
as he was getting ready to shoot off. She felt the cream landing on her 
tongue. 

And as she did, she knew that life with her uncle was "going to be different 
from now on. Before, it had been good. Now it was going to be fantastic. 

When they got back to the house, her aunt was standing there waiting for 
her, with open arms. Roni looked at her uncle and when he smiled, she 
realized that he wanted her to play a kind of game. So she hugged her aunt 
back. 

Later, her uncle asked her to come to her bedroom. She could see her aunt 
sitting there, smiling rather devilishly. She held a leather whip. 

"We thought that it's time for you to play with us," he said to Roni and she 
felt a little scared as her aunt stood up and began to move closer to her. 

The woman raised the whip, but suddenly, her uncle grabbed her arm. He 
twisted it behind her back and when she dropped the whip, he told Roni to 
pick it up. Then, he whispered in his wife's ear. 

"Darling, you don't understand. You're the slave this time." 


 THE END
