Tame The Teenage Tease
by George Wilson


FOREWORD 

Tom and Becky were old friends, and anything Tom thought of as amusing, 
Becky would go along with in an experimental way. They were farm kids, Tom 
twenty, and Becky, eighteen, but they'd grown up together, having sex in the 
barn. Tom liked to introduce new techniques, new partners. 

His favorite lamb was an addition that startled Becky one day, until she 
realized that nothing about Tom should be startling. He was crazy. They 
laughed at each new thing that came up. 

Tom was also fascinated by bondage, and he made Becky submit with passion, 
tying her up and beating her, making her suck his lamb for him, making him 
suck his cock while he watched her moan and squirm around on the floor. 

But Tom learns that he likes girls more than animals, and soon he spends all 
his time with Becky, teaching her how to serve him, how to satisfy his needs 
and desires. 

He enjoys humiliating her, and she seems to have a need to be ass-fucked, 
pissed on, and humiliated in whatever way suits Tom's whim. 

Tom finds himself getting successful at sports, and his lamb wins a contest. 
Good luck seems to come to him without a lot of effort, and each time he has 
an accomplishment, he gets tougher to deal with. 

He treats her so roughly that even she is amazed, beating her with a jock 
strap, tying her up, shoveling shit all over her. 

Then he turns the tables and allows her to dominate him, and is she ever 
ready. 

"Does this please you, master?" she asked, standing above his beaten body, 
pissing on his face! 

 CHAPTER ONE 

Beautiful Becky was looking for her sex playmate, her handsome next door 
neighbor, Tom Anderson. Becky and Tom had grown up together, in more than 
one way. They had experienced the full gamut of sexual perversions together, 
and Becky knew that everyday would bring even more erotic and passionate 
pleasures with the savage, and extremely humpy young stud. 

Becky's cunt was juicing and she could feel the front of her tight little 
shorts getting all wet. She could have just lied down right there in the 
fucking com field and fingered herself to a roaring and savagely glorious 
orgasm, but she wanted Tom to fuck her, or perhaps do something even more 
outrageous to make her cum. 

Tom seemed to always be coming up with new ways to make her reach her 
violent earth-shattering orgasms. He never seemed to be at a loss for an 
original idea when it came to sex play for the two of them. 

That was why she loved him so. 

Becky's heart was beating madly. She could sense something about to happen 
but she didn't know what it was. She could feel Tom's piercing blue-green 
eyes staring at her, eating up her flesh, and yet she couldn't see him 
anywhere or even hear a sound. 

The crows circling the cornfield was the only sound breaking the early 
morning silence. 

"I wonder if that fucker went out to the old barn again," she said to 
herself softly. 

There was an old barn on Tom's land that use to belong to the Anderson 
family, but had been deserted many years before when Tom's father had built 
a new barn and a new house closer to the main road. The barn was never used, 
even for storage. There was nothing in it except the barn itself. The stalls 
were empty. It had an eerie feeling to it, and that was why Becky and Tom 
often went there to play their perverted wild sex games with one another. 

Becky saw the big old barn in the distance, and her heart began to race even 
more. She could almost feel Tom in front of her, and yet she could see or 
hear nothing. 

She knew it was only a matter of time. 

Becky approached the bam from the south com field, and walked slowly to the 
huge double sliding doors in the front. She pulled them apart slowly and the 
light streamed into the fairly dim interior of the smelly old structure. 

She listened intently waiting for Tom, if he was there, to give himself 
away, to make that one sound that would tell her he was hiding somewhere 
waiting for her. 

Becky hated it when he got the better of her, and they were always trying to 
outdo one another, always trying to get the better of one another by 
surprising each other, or jumping out from behind a pile of hay. Stuff like 
that! Becky could, feel the same thing about to happen. 

She strained her ears, and still heard nothing. She closed the big heavy 
creaking door slowly behind her, casting the interior of the urine-ridden 
bam into an eerie semi-darkness. She had to wait a minute before her eyes 
adjusted to the dim lighting. Her father was a good carpenter, and even 
though this barn had long since outlived its usefulness, the main 
construction was still firm. Very little light shone through the old 
weather-beaten rafters. 

Suddenly, from seemingly nowhere, and in such a split second that Becky 
hardly knew what happened before it was too late to do anything about it, a 
lariat snaked through the air, catching her around the shoulders and pinning 
her arms securely to her sides. 

Becky screamed as she saw her handsome lover jump out from behind one of the 
rafters. He was wearing his tight-fitting brown leather pants, and no shirt. 
Even in the dim lighting she could see his awesome physique with the 
rippling muscles. He pulled the rope tighter and tighter until her arms were 
helplessly bound beside her body. He tied the rope to a beam from overhead, 
and satisfied she was secured adequately, he moved in on her to finish the 
bondage before she could even think of how to escape from it. 

Tom moves with all the swiftness of a mountain cougar. He grabs a plaid 
handkerchief from his hip pocket and quickly gags her mouth. Her screams now 
are nothing more than muffled whimpers. Another cloth ties her hands behind 
her back. 

She is totally helpless. 

Fury rages inside of Becky at this sudden uncalled for attack, and yet the 
cum is oozing out of her pussy hole more feverishly than ever. 

Tom now parades around her, making little circles around her helplessly tied 
and bound body. He sneers at her, and then, for no apparent reason, spits 
right in her face. 

Becky gets madder and madder as she sees the handsome super-hung stud 
demeaning her in this fashion. She wished that she had a chance to get even 
with him, but knew that that would come in all due time. 

She always got her just revenge, especially when he went off on one of his 
wild little escapades like today. 

She would make him pay for it, sooner or later, one way or the other! 

Tom looks at the helplessly bound girl and his cock begins to roar in his 
tight-fitting brown leather pants. He can feel the cum oozing out of the tip 
of his mighty love sword staining the leather as he gazes at her bound 
flesh. 

This was not the first time that Tom and Becky had played these little S&M 
games. To Tom, this was almost old hat. But it was Becky who made every time 
an adventure. 

There was always a new region of her luscious body to explore, and she 
always seemed to do something that made their sexual meeting just that much 
more exciting than the one they had shared before. 

Tom hardly knew where to begin. There were so many things that he could do 
to her, now that he had caught her by surprise and had rendered her so 
completely helpless. He had her where he wanted her, and now was the time to 
move in and take the fullest possible advantage of the erotic and masterful 
situation. 

Tom loved playing master. He got off on being a brute. He got off on giving 
orders, and making the beautiful country girl cater to his every beck and 
call. Of course she was a spit fire, and more often than not she had turned 
the tables on him, making him the slave. But for right now, at least, he was 
the boss. And he was going to play the part to the fucking hilt! 

Tom started rubbing his cock. Becky looked at the huge bulge in the front of 
the leather pants. She had seen that awesome ten-inch monster before. It had 
gone into every orifice in her body in every position imaginable, and still 
its mighty power and surprise frightened her. It was a cock to be reckoned 
with, and she never took it lightly. It wasn't just that it was ten inches 
long (probably the longest in the county) but it was that it was so fucking 
wide. It was more like an arm than a prick. She could almost feel it 
scraping the insides of her cunt walls, forcing her pussy lips further and 
further apart and literally taking her breath away it filled her womanly 
cavity so damn much. 

Suddenly Tom walked over to her. He couldn't wait another second to get down 
to business. He reaches forward, and with one quick movement he ripped her 
tight-fitting blouse right off her body. 

Becky was furious. Her mother had just given her that blouse for her 
birthday, her eighteenth, four days before. She would get even with him for 
this if it was the last thing she did. 

Tom knew he was pissing her off, and that only added to his already 
over-heated excitement. He loved to see that look of fury on her pretty 
fair-skinned face. He liked the way her dimples seemed to get even deeper 
when her face turned in anger. Her blonde hair was hanging sensuously over 
her light blue eyes. She looked good enough to eat, and that was just what 
the fuck he was going to do-eventually! 

He whipped out his cock and just let her gaze at it. Tom knew he had quite a 
piece of cock meat hanging between his legs. He knew that all the girls 
around in the neighboring farms wanted to get their hands on it, wanted to 
suck it, wanted to feel it slicing up in between their tender young cunt 
lips. But Tom only wanted Becky, and he made that known-to everyone! 

"You're gonna suck this dick, you fucking whore," Tom yelled at her. 

Becky screamed and screamed in protest, but her cries came out in tiny 
muffled moans, barely audible at all. 

Tom stared at the huge heaving breasts as they heaved in front of the 
helplessly tied girl. Shreds of the white silk were dangling from her, 
caught in between the ropes that bound her arms to her sides. 

Tom got a couple of old crates and positioned them in front of his bound 
captive. He jumped on top of them, so that his groin was now even with her 
breasts and mouth. He began to beat her with his cock. He savagely slapped 
her titties with the end of his ten inch weapon. 

Over and over again he slapped her breasts with his cock. He was getting so 
fucking excited that the cum was beginning to ooze out of the tip of his 
cock, and he knew that if he wasn't careful he would just go ahead and shoot 
his load. He didn't want to do that. He had so, so much more to do to her 
yet. He didn't always get the chance to captivate her so fully and he wanted 
to take the fullest possible advantage of it. 

Becky's face was getting red with fury as she had to just stay there, tied, 
helplessly putting up with whatever abuse her lover/master decided to dish 
out. 

"Suck it, cunt, suck it good," Tom said. 

He moved forward, and holding his mighty cock shaft in both hands, squeezing 
the base of it just above the balls savagely, he forced it all the way down 
Becky's throat. 

Becky choked because he shoved the cock into her mouth so rapidly. She had 
been sucking his cock for years, and was well use to the size and magnitude 
of the monstrous mauler. But he was forcing it upon her so savagely today, 
and because of her helplessly bound position, he had literally blocked off 
her fucking wind supply and made it impossible for her to breathe. 

Tom pulled the cock out of her mouth, furious at her delay at getting down 
to business. He jumped off the crate for a few moments, and circled the 
helplessly bound girl, continuing to flail her with his mighty pecker. 

He slapped it furiously against her ass, her tits, her legs, her pussy, and 
then her tits once again. Then, as he had done before, he jumped up onto the 
crates and grabbed her hair, forcefully, shoving all ten inches of his cock 
down into her throat. 

This time Becky was a little more prepared for the attack and she opened her 
mouth wide enough to get all ten inches of the mighty love pole down into 
her throat. She began sucking on it fast and furious, pulling inch after 
inch into the backmost recesses of her throat, and giving it all she could. 

Becky was a good fucking cock sucker, the best in the land. That was surely 
one of the reasons Why Tom had fallen so much in love with her. Of course he 
had tried many of the other girls around, just for a little variety from 
time to time, but none of them could hold a candle in the love department to 
Becky, especially when it came to giving head. She just had a natural mouth, 
a mouth that was meant to hold and suck a big fat cock. 

Tom felt the cum rushing up from his balls through the base of his cock. He 
knew that if he let the little cunt suck on his big fat dong another second 
he would surely shoot his load. He wanted to cum, badly. He could think of 
nothing more that he wanted to do than shoot his load, but he had too many 
other things to do with and to his captive prisoner of lust to let a 
premature orgasm ruin his fun. 

Actually, he had the vitality to cum more than once, especially when he was 
with exciting Becky, but he wanted to save his orgasm for one forceful 
earth-shattering explosion. He knew the longer he held off the more violent 
his orgasm would be, and the more stimulating and gyrating it would be. 

He would wait. 

He yanked his cock out of her mouth. Becky groaned softly as she felt the 
huge dick being yanked out of her tired mouth. As big as it was, and as numb 
as her mouth was getting from sucking on it, she wanted more of it. She 
could never get enough of his cock-never!!! 

Tom decided, that just for a little perversion, and because he absolutely 
loved to do it, he would give Becky a little treat and eat out her cunt for 
awhile. 

Tom unzipped the front of her sexy shorts, and quickly yanked them down and 
off her ankles. 

"You fucking pig, you no good, slut, you damn pig-slut," he yelled, when he 
saw that she was not wearing underpants, and that now her beautiful 
blonde-haired pussy was completely open for his scrutiny, inspection and 
ravagement. 

Of course Tom loved it, the way Becky wore no undies or bra, but he loved to 
call her a fucking slut too. 

Tom dropped to his knees in front of the blond vixen, and immediately set 
about giving her head. 

He jabbed his tongue in and out of her pussy hole as he became more and more 
involved in what he was doing. He made loud, slurping, almost pig-like 
sounds as he pushed his mouth up against her snatch. 

Becky just had to stand there, helplessly bound, taking it, and she loved 
every second of it. 

She would have liked to be free to suck him back, or to moan and move 
around, but she couldn't move. She was helplessly bound, and she knew that 
that was a good part of what was making her even more excited than she would 
have otherwise been. 

Tom brought Becky to the height of her passion. He sliced his long wet 
tongue muscle in and out of her hot box. The juices were dripping freely 
from her cunt and he licked them up. He loved the taste of her hot twat 
oils. 

The more Tom attacked her cunt, the more excited Becky became, and soon she 
was jerking around like a wild animal-at least as much as she could, 
considering how helplessly she was bound and gagged. 

Tom could see the sweat pouring from the young girl's body as the heat of 
her passion rose to a crescendo. 

In and out his tongue went, each swipe exciting the blonde child all the 
more. He tickled her clit, which was rock hard by this time, and that sent 
even more chills of pleasure and excitement coursing up throughout her body. 

Becky loved Tom, and this was one of the reasons. No guy who had ever had 
the pleasure of being with the blond bombshell, could ever suck her pussy 
the way Tom could. 

Tom knew that if he continued giving her head in the fashion he was doing, 
she would surely shoot her load of jism. 

Tom knew Becky, he knew her all too well. Tom knew just how much passionate 
carrying on she could take before she would have to cum. He knew that 
precious turning point where she would no longer be able to stand what he 
was doing, and have to give in to the passions that were rapidly swelling 
within her. 

Tom loved to tease her. He loved to get her all the way heated up, just 
about ready to cum, with his tongue slicing in and out of her so fast it was 
a fucking blur, and then stop all action, leaving her frustrated and ready 
to scream with sexual frustration. 

Becky hated it when he did this, but she knew that there was a method to his 
madness and that before long he would let her cum, and then, because she had 
had to wait so fucking long, the multiple erupting orgasms would be fucking 
outrageous. 

Becky knew that Tom would never disappoint her. He would never let her down, 
or leave her frustrated. 

Several times Becky had tried other lovers and would always come back to Tom 
for just that reason. No one could satisfy her enormous sexual cravings the 
way that Tom could. He had a magic touch, and a magic mouth-not to mention 
his gigantic magic cock. He had it all. 

Tom decided to let Becky cum. She was his prisoner, and he was in complete 
control of her body. He felt like she was hooked up to a fucking switch. He 
had the control over the switch. All he had to do was flick the dial, and 
she could cum or not cum. He decided it was time to drive her out of her 
fucking mind with the heavenly throes of orgasm. 

Tom started slicing his tongue in and out of her cunt with even more vim and 
vigor than he had previously been using. 

Tom parted her pussy lips with his eager fingers and then jammed his tongue 
all the way up into her hot wet dripping snatch hole. 

The juices were flowing out of Becky's cunt hole like her pussy was an open 
faucet. The more Tom played with her stiff shaking juicing clitty, the more 
wild she writhed about, and the more the thick gooey womanly cum juices 
flowed out of her. 

Tom began to sweat like a pig. He was really putting all of his fucking 
energy into what he was doing. He didn't pull any punches or waste any 
effort when it came to making love with Becky. He gave her all he had, and 
she loved him for it. 

Tom's tongue flew in and out of the passage, and soon he felt that all too 
familiar contracting and gushing against his sensitive tongue. 

He knew she was going to cum. 

This would only be the first of several multiple and wild orgasms that he 
would bring her to. It was kind of like a preview of what was to come in the 
next couple of hours. Becky knew this, and she relaxed her loins for just a 
second so that her orgasm could overtake her senses. 

That was all that it took. 

Tom felt her muscles relaxing and contracting, and he took the split second 
opportunity to shove his tongue in and out of her cunt hole like a fucking 
mad man. 

The extra added oral attention in her hot dripping box sent Becky over the 
brink of sexual sanity. 

No longer could she hold back the inevitable. No longer could she contain 
the wild pent-up sexual desires that Tom had so lewdly brought bubbling to 
the surface in her young quivering pussy. 

Becky felt the passions rising in her hot loins, as her orgasm began. The 
cum started gushing out of her snatch. As the cum began to erupt between her 
cunt lips, soaking the warm sensitive pieces of womanly sex flesh, coating 
her stiff and shaking clitty, Tom continued to lick and slurp every last 
drop of the flowing juices up into his eagerly sucking and lapping mouth. 

Tom gulped and choked on all of the cum as it flowed from her sex hole. He 
couldn't think of any other fluid he enjoyed drinking down as much as 
Becky's cum. 

Tom opened his mouth even wider, engulfing her entire fucking snatch, so 
that he could pull into his hot eager mouth cavity every last drop of her 
cum. 

Becky felt her cum being literally sucked right out of her snatch hole, and 
the more that Tom sucked her cunt the more the juices flowed from her. 

She was in heaven! 

As usual, Tom was driving her out of her fucking mind, giving her more 
pleasure than anyone in the world could give her, and once again sending her 
over the brink of sexual sanity. 

Becky was sweating like a hog. She was shaking and quivering as if she was 
being electrocuted, as her wild orgasms continued. One after another her 
orgasms shot through her system, and Tom was right there, instigating them, 
urging them on, and drinking in the delicious reward of his efforts, her 
thick, hot, womanly love oils. 

Tom felt the cum oozing out of the tip of his cock. He always got very 
excited when he sucked on Becky's twat, and he knew that if he even so much 
as fucking touched the tip of his cock, he would surely shoot his load of 
jism all over Becky's thighs. 

Tom didn't want to cum. 

Not just yet! 

He wanted to cum inside of her, and not let his cum be wasted dropping to 
the hay below. He wanted to fill her cunt, and her ass and even her fucking 
mouth with his own hot jism. 

Not only was this the way he liked to be satisfied, but he knew that Becky 
herself loved to drink in his cum, in any fucking orifice that was 
available. 

She loved getting cock up the ass, feeling the huge manly love pole forcing 
her tight smooth ass cheeks wider and wider apart, and driving in and out of 
her behind until it was no longer able to do anything other than cum. 

Becky, of course, loved to get the cock up her pussy. She had a tight warm 
snatch that seemed to have just been built to take Tom's cock. She would 
squeeze her thighs around the driving cum-shooting love stick, sucking it 
deeper and deeper into the pit of her passion hole, until she could suck the 
cum right out of the fucking thing. 

And then, last but not least, certainly, Becky loved to suck Tom's cock. 

Actually, of all the ways she liked to make Tom cum, this was her favorite. 

Tom's cock felt so velvety smooth inside of her mouth, and it excited her so 
very much to suck on it, it had become her favorite past time. 

Often Tom would just strip, stretch out his well-tanned muscular body on top 
of a hay stack in the barn, and let Becky go to work on his huge massive 
mauler. 

She could suck his cock endlessly. He would always have to tell her to let 
him cum. She never tired first. She could suck him for a long fucking time, 
actually, forever! 

Becky never tired of pulling the long thick cum-bloated cock shaft into the 
backmost recesses of her mouth, and sucking the sensitive shaft in and out, 
and up and down, until at last Tom would have to let his cum fly- Becky 
would gulp the jism down eagerly, relishing its flavor and texture in her 
hot eager mouth. She would gulp the cum, moaning like a fucking farm animal 
as she slurped the thick gooey life-giving man-fluid up into her mouth 
cavity. 

Tom thought of all of the things that he had done in the past with Becky as 
he continued to eat out her snatch, and make her cum and cum and cum! 

He decided that he had to fuck her. 

He continued to jam his long wet and very talented tongue muscle in and out 
of her cunt hole until at last her pussy was exhausted and had been drained, 
at least temporarily, of all of its womanly juices. 

Tom knew that the woman could cum many more times, and that this was only 
the beginning of this particular love session. She had a great deal of 
endurance, never tiring, and also seemed to have a fucking never-ending 
supply of hot cum. 

This was only a warming up session, just a little pre-orgasm explosion. He 
was just letting her cum as a little treat. She would be made to cum many 
more times before the session was over. 

They both knew that. 

Unable to control himself any longer, and feeling the cum burning in his 
balls so much he thought his fucking cock was on fire, Tom decided it was 
time to shoot a little cum himself. 

He felt like his balls and cock were going to fall off they were aching so 
damn much. He longed to shoot his hot cum into her helplessly bound body. 

He wasn't sure exactly which one of her many inviting hot holes he would 
shoot into, but it didn't necessarily matter. All of Becky's holes were 
great. There wasn't an entrance to her body that wasn't warm, quivering, and 
extremely exciting. 

Tom decided that he would tie her into an even more helpless position. She 
began to fight and scratch and kick as he unfastened her present state of 
bondage, only to move her over onto a huge wooden wine vat. 

She was fighting him like the wild animal that he was, and he loved that. He 
liked the spunk in her, the fight, the killer instinct, the battling that 
she always tried. They both knew, that there was no way she could overpower 
him (of course unless he wanted her to, and there were many many times that 
he did and let her overpower him, giving in to her sadistic bitch ways and 
playing the passive sensual role) that this was all part of the game. 

Becky fought, clawed, and even managed to get off one good swift kick right 
into Tom's well-muscled gut. Her foot sunk into his muscular stomach and he 
doubled over with pain. It was a pain that made his squirt cum, however, and 
it was a pain that he enjoyed. 

"You fucking bitch, you'll pay for that kick," he screamed like a wild 
jungle animal, and slapped her really hard right across her face. 

The hand print could be seen, on her cheek as he quickly tied her hands over 
her head to still another beam. Her legs, bound together at the ankles, were 
then tied to another beam and pulled tight. Ropes were wound around her 
smooth naked belly, across her pussy hole (still oozing a little juice cum 
because of her excited condition) and other ropes were tightly pulled across 
her heaving size thirty-eight knockers. 

She was helplessly bound, lying on her back, hands and legs pulled up into 
the air, ready for his attack. There was nothing she could do in 
retaliation, even if she wanted to. 

Becky tried desperately to free herself. She never gave Tom the satisfaction 
of thinking that he had conquered her. Even in this helplessly bound 
condition, obviously unable to free herself, obviously unable to retaliate 
in any sizeable way at all, she was still kicking, screaming and squirming. 

She had a lot of spunk, more than any girl in the fucking county, and that 
was just one of the many things that Tom loved about the beautiful farm 
cunt. 

"Now you're gonna get it, bitch, you fucking no-good slut. I'm gonna shove 
my cock right up into that pussy of yours, and fucking let you have a screw 
like you've never had before." 

She stared at him and her face got red with anger. She looked like she could 
kill him. She squirmed and writhed about on the wine vat and the ropes began 
to cut into her wrists. Tiny trickles of blood could be seen as she fought 
desperately to free herself, as if getting fucked by the handsome young stud 
with the super-huge fucking cock was the worst thing possible in the whole 
damn world. 

Becky took mental notes of the physical and emotional anguish that her 
lover-stud put her through. There would be the time when the roles would be 
reversed, when she would be the bitch mistress and he would be the fucking 
no-good scum-slave. 

That was when she would pay him back, for now she had to put up with his 
humiliating her, and his wanton and lustful taking of her beautiful young 
body. 

Tom backed away from her for a minute or two, and stared at her pussy. It 
was still gushing cum, and the cum had actually started increasing in 
thickness and speed of flow. She was a hot cunt all right, and she was eager 
to feel his cock slicing up into her pussy hole, even if she didn't want to 
admit it. 

Tom grabbed his cock in his right hand. 'All ten inches of his monster were 
alive with the need for sexual release. He fell that he could fucking let 
her have it up the cunt until she past out. He felt at -that moment that 
even Becky, the best screw in the county, would not be able to satisfy his 
unquenchable thirst for lust. 

He didn't ever remember being this hot before in his life. It always got him 
excited to render her helpless, to tie her up, humiliate her, and use and 
abuse her in any fucking way he saw fit. 

This was no exception, only this time he seemed especially excited by her 
helpless condition. 

Tom didn't need any lubrication on the end of his cock. The cum was flowing 
out of her pussy, and her natural womanly oils were lubrication enough. 

She was helpless. 

She could not fight him. 

He was going to take her. 

He was going to fuck her like she had never been fucked before in her life. 

And the time was now!!! 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Becky stared at her handsome lover and knew that it was time to get screwed. 
She knew that Tom wasn't going to wait another fucking second to let her 
have it, and she was glad. 

Of course she wasn't going to let him know it. She kept screaming and 
grinding about, trying desperately to free herself, as he positioned himself 
in front of her cunt. 

He had tied her in such a way that all he had to do was walk forward and his 
cock would slide easily right into her love hole. She was helpless to fight 
him off, and still she tried. It was a natural instinct. She couldn't just 
lie there not moving and let him attack her. 

Besides, that wouldn't be any fun. 

For either of them! 

Tom ran his strong fingers along the sensitive inner creamy-white thighs as 
the bitch screamed in pretended protest. 

Tom moved forward as Becky continued to try and free herself from the tight 
bondage that he had placed her in. 

It was helpless. 

There was no escape. 

Tom pushed the cock head into her cunt. Becky screamed loudly as she felt 
the cock forcing her tight oozing cunt lips further and further apart. 

The cock dove down inside of her, separating her pussy lips, forcing them, 
opening them, and driving deeper and deeper into the pit of her love hole. 

Becky closed her eyes. The cock felt more like a fucking arm being shoved 
into her. Tom's cock was so long, and not only that but it was thick, like 
an arm or a leg-not like a man's cock at all. He surely had the best cock in 
the county. Becky had tried many a cock to make sure that she had the best, 
and Tom always would win out. Not only was it the biggest fucking cock 
around, but Tom knew how to use it better and with more erotic power than 
any of the other local yokels. 

Becky groaned as Tom shoved the cock all the way into her cunt, so that his 
huge cum-laden hairy balls finally banged up against the warm moist and 
profusely dripping cunt lips. 

Tom felt his balls getting soaked with her hot cum, and that excited him all 
the more. He pushed the cock forward a little more to make sure that the 
fucking thing was all the way inside of her. He wanted to give her the full 
feeling of his manly love pole, the full thrust of his huge mauler. 

Satisfied that he was all the way in, satisfied that there wasn't even 
another half inch of his love pole left to plow into her helplessly spread 
and available quivering snatch hole, he pulled the cock all the way out 
except for the last inch or two sensitive, cum-dripping cock head. 

Tom groaned like a wild dog as he felt the cunt beginning to tighten and 
relax around his sensitive cock shaft. 

There was nothing like fucking Becky's cunt, except maybe her ass hole and 
her hot, talented, and very sensual mouth. 

He began to shove all ten inches of his wide, throbbing cock in and out of 
her. 

Each thrust of his tightened muscular smooth buttocks drove his cock deeper 
and deeper into her love hole. The cunt lips engulfed the wet thick shaft 
and squeezed it, as if they had a fucking mind of their own. 

Each time he shoved his cock into her cunt, he got just that much closer to 
cumming. He knew that he was going to have to pace himself, as usual, or he 
would simply have to shoot his load. 

One of the things that made Tom the best lay in the land, and the thing that 
really turned Becky on about him more than anything else, was that he had 
the ability to pace himself. He could fuck her endlessly, ramming inch after 
inch of his mighty love pole into one of her several hot wet open holes, and 
only cum when he wanted to. 

Tom could hold back the orgasm, by letting up on the pressure of his 
fucking. Most of the other men that Becky had tried besides Tom, always came 
too fucking fast. 

Becky knew that the guys who would fuck her came because she excited them 
too much to control themselves, and that should actually flatter her, but to 
her it was simply a sign of an inexperienced lover. 

She felt that a good lover should be able to fuck for hours. 

Tom was a damn good lover! 

Tom began to slice his cock in and out of her. Each thrust of his hips was' 
a little more forceful than the one before it, and before long he was really 
fucking the living shit out of the helplessly bound and gagged blonde vixen. 

His balls slammed up against her cunt lips repeatedly. He felt the cum 
boiling inside his cock shaft, and knew that he could easily cum at any 
given second. 

He wasn't ready! 

Tom wanted to fuck her for a long time before he shot his load of jism. He 
liked to enjoy the feeling of the warm tight sensitive and cum-gushing cunt 
lips around the sides and base of his shaft. He liked getting into the in 
and out rhythm of tightening and flexing muscles, thighs, asses, cock and 
pussy. He loved it all, and he wanted to savor every second as long as 
possible. 

Tom knew that he could fucking leave her tied right there, cum, take a nap, 
get up, and fuck her all over again. She was under his control, at least for 
the present, and he could use and abuse her in any way he saw fit. 

However, he wanted to fuck her good, not spread it out over several fucks. 
It was going to be one gigantic orgasm, one earth-shattering explosion of 
his cum into her hot box. 

He let up on his stroking when he felt the cum ready to explode in his huge 
sagging balls. 

Becky groaned as she felt her erotic lover pacing himself. She knew that, 
once again, she had enabled the handsome young country stud to reach that 
point of near explosion, and once again he was deliberately holding off from 
cumming, teasing her in the process, and building the height and intensity 
of his inner passion to the point of near eruption. 

Tom would fuck her savagely, then let up, and then fuck her savagely one 
more time. He kept on doing this, bringing his cum to the near-exploding 
point, and then relaxing until it subsided, only to start slamming in and 
out of her all over again until he was once more ready to shoot. 

Tom could have done this for an hour, but this particular day he was 
especially homy. He had her in a particularly erotic state of bondage, and 
the sight of her huge thirty-eights heaving helplessly up and down on her 
chest, and her ass and cunt the way it was, all added up to excite him too 
fucking much. 

He didn't want to wait any longer to cum. 

He wanted to cum now. 

He made a quick, last minute decision, and decided that her mouth was the 
hole that would get his cum. 

He fucked her savagely in and out, cock into cunt, until once more he was 
brought to that point of near explosion. This time when he stopped for a 
second to rest, to give his cum a chance to stop boiling, he pulled his cock 
all the way out of her cunt. 

Becky screamed as the huge cock was pulled out of her cunt. A loud slurping 
sound was made as the cunt lips contracted, trying one last time in vain to 
keep the huge throbbing cum-dripping member imbedded deeply in her love 
hole. 

The cum dribbled down over her creamy-white inner thighs as the cock was 
pulled free, and Becky closed her eyes and moaned as the monstrous mauler 
was pulled from her quivering cum-oozing cunt hole. 

She barely had time to catch her breath. She was in the heat of passion 
herself, and even though Tom had made her cum a short while before, his 
fucking of her hot box made her horny all over again and now, once more, she 
was ready to cum right along with him. 

Actually, for Becky it was like one long orgasm. Tom got her so high on sex, 
got her so fucking hot, that all the time she was screwing around with him 
it was like having orgasm. The feelings changed, but they were always at an 
extremely high point of sexuality, making her ready for explosion at any 
second. 

Tom had the ability to bring her up to incredibly high heights of erotic 
passion, and then fucking keep her there endlessly. There was no release, no 
let up- not until HE wanted it to happen. 

Tom grabbed her long curly blonde hair and yanked her head up. She was tied 
in such a way that she could move very little, but still he strained and 
yanked her long neck so that her mouth was in the correct position to suck 
his cock. 

"Open your mouth, bitch," he screamed. 

Becky just glared at him, lips closed tightly. 

"Don't make me tell you again, cunt," he said, the rage showing on his 
handsome young masculine face. 

Becky glared at him and still kept her jaws closed securely. She was 
deliberately trying to outrage him, and it worked. 

"You fucking whore! You know you want it, don't make me get violent!" 

Becky's eyes sparkled with lust. But she did not open her mouth. He was 
going to have to be more aggressive than that. He was going to have to 
"make" her open up. 

Tom recognized her little game, and it infuriated him. His cock and balls 
were aching with the need to shoot cum, and he didn't feel like fucking 
around. 

She would have to be taught a lesson. 

He would fuck her mouth with no mercy. If she couldn't breathe, then tough. 
She would have to learn to obey him, especially when he had the upper hand, 
such as right now. 

He drew his strong open palm way back beside his well muscled young body and 
then let her have a really hard slap right across the face. 

One was not enough. 

Over and over he slapped her across the side of her head. Becky felt stars 
as he beat her, and finally gave in by opening her mouth as wide as she 
could. 

She was more excited than she had ever been before in her life, yet tears of 
suffering streamed out of her piercing blue eyes and ran down over her 
creamy-white smooth cheeks. 

No sooner had she consented by opening her wide hot wet mouth, when all ten 
inches of Tom's fucking love sword was rammed right up into her. 

She choked and gagged and writhed violently about on the vat, the ropes 
continuing to cut into her wrists, her breasts, and her legs as well. 

Tom usually let her adjust to the full magnitude and power of his cock when 
shoving it into her mouth. After all, he had a full ten inches of manhood, 
and that was no small piece of meat for anyone to try and swallow. 

But she had infuriated him. 

He knew that she had done it deliberately, making him wait to -fuck her 
mouth, getting him homier, and getting him more violent. He had to teach her 
how to obey, he had to teach her a lesson. 

So, he wasn't even the slightest bit considerate of her position. He shoved 
all ten inches of his fucking pole right into the backmost recesses of her 
young eager mouth. 

She tried desperately to adjust her position, but she was tied so damn 
securely on top of the wine vat, and spread-eagled in such a damn helpless 
position, that it wasn't possible to have much freedom of movement at all. 

She was helpless, and had to put up with whatever he did to her. And right 
now, it was shoving the nearly foot-long piece of cock meat all the way into 
her hot wet mouth. 

She choked and coughed and quivered as the cock went plowing into her mouth. 

Becky felt her fucking cheeks being pushed further and further apart as the 
cock started slamming in and out of her with break-neck speed. 

Finally, after several long minutes of gagging and choking, Becky managed to 
adjust her neck in such a way that she could, at least to a certain degree, 
suck the cock comfortably. 

She pressed her lips around the shaft and let the hot saliva juices from her 
mouth flow freely, lubricating the pummeling pecker as it forced its way 
deeper and deeper into the back of her sucking throat. 

The cock had just come from her own cum-oozing pussy, and all of her own 
womanly juices were still on it. 

She sucked the cock clean, licking it with her snake-like tongue, toying 
with the piss slit at the very tip of the bulbous cock head, until she had 
it nice and free of all of her cunt juices. 

It excited her to drink up her own cum and cunt oils. The cock was flavored 
with her own inner being and it drove her out of her fucking mind with 
passion. 

Tom could see the look of pleasure on her face as she continued to suck his 
cock. 

He was nearing the point of no return. No longer could he hold back the 
inevitable. 

It was time to cum! 

Tom wanted to cum when Becky did. He wanted her to reach still another one 
of her fucking earth-shattering multiple orgasms, and he wanted her to reach 
it at the same exact instant that he did. 

He suddenly, and unexpectantly (to Becky at least) shoved two fingers right 
up her cunt hole. 

Becky screamed (as much as she could through the gag in her mouth) and 
writhed about on the wine vat as Tom began to finger-fuck her. Becky sucked 
his cock even more furiously as she felt the fingers plowing in and out of 
her pussy hole. She knew that she was going to cum once more, and that this 
time it would be even better than before because this time, she would be 
cumming with her handsome young lover Tom. 

Becky loved to cum at the same time Tom did. They would get into all 
different kinds of weird positions to enable them to shoot their hot young 
loads of gooey sex juice at the same time. 

This particular position, cock in mouth, and his fingers up her cunt, was 
one of her favorites. 

The extra added pleasure of feeling her warm pussy lips against his fingers 
sent Tom over the brink of sexual sanity. 

No longer could he stop the tidal wave of cum that had been building in the 
base of his cock and in his huge manly love balls for what now seemed like a 
fucking eternity. 

He had to cum, and he had to cum fast. 

He quickened the pace of his finger-fucking, making sure that every time he 
rammed his fingers up into her cunt he rubbed the underside of her sensitive 
clitty, making her juices flow all the more, and making her whole body shake 
with growing passion. 

And then he began to cum. 

Tom felt the cum beginning to be sucked right up through his cock shaft and 
out the tip of his piss slit at the very tip of his bulbous and now 
exploding cock head. 

As the cum flew out of his cock, his knees went weak. He shook and quivered 
like a mad man, and jammed still another finger up his lover's pussy hole. 

Becky felt the third finger entering her cunt, and that was just too fucking 
much for her to handle. Two fingers had been sexy enough, but now that there 
was a third one screwing her cunt, tickling her pussy, and driving her wild 
with pleasure, she had to cum as well. 

The cum gushed out of her hot box, soaking his fucking fingers as she joined 
him in his obviously earth-shattering orgasm. 

The two lovers came and came. 

The cum gushed out of Tom's cock and flew up into Becky's hot sucking mouth. 

She coughed and choked because there was so much fucking cum shooting out of 
his cock. It felt like she had just released a tidal wave of cum, and was 
now having to suck it all down. 

That's just what she wanted. Becky didn't want to waste even a single 
fucking drop of the man's precious life-giving juices, and she kept her 
gagging mouth opened wide to make sure that she got it all into her oral 
cavity. 

She sucked and lapped and licked until Tom's cock, had been sucked dry of 
every fucking ounce of precious cum. 

He made sure that he kept finger-fucking her until he had completed his 
violent outrageous orgasm, and until she had done the same. 

Tom didn't ever think he was going to stop cumming. He couldn't remember 
when he had cum this much before in his whole fucking life. 

He felt as if his entire inner being was being drained and sucked right out 
through his piss slit, by the talented and obviously eager mouth of the 
young blonde vixen he had rendered helpless beneath him. 

Becky enjoyed sucking cock, that was more than obvious. She didn't let up 
until ever last fucking drop of cum was sucked from Tom's cock. 

Tom made sure that he kept shoving his three fingers in and out of her love 
hole, letting her enjoy her own violent orgasm just as long as he was 
enjoying his. 

The two lovers were thoughtful of one another's passions, and that was one 
of the most important reasons why they got on so well together. 

They were not selfish in their love making. If one would cum, they would 
want the other to cum. 

It was that simple. 

The sex was over, at least for now. Tom pulled his rapidly deflating penis 
out of her still sucking mouth. She tried to grasp it in her hot wet lips 
one last time as the end of the cum-oozing cock head slipped from her grasp. 

Tom moaned and pulled his cum-soaked fingers out of her love hole. Her cunt 
sucked his fingertips as the last remaining cum flowed from her cunt. 

They had both shared one hell of an orgasm. 

Tom untied Becky quickly. The blood had dried on her wrists where the rope 
had initially cut through the skin. Becky was in pain, but it didn't matter. 
Everything was secondary to the pleasure that Tom had just let her 
experience. 

The pain was only part of that overall exciting pleasure, and she was 
thankful she had received it. 

Tom fell into one of the haystacks, exhausted, panting, totally spent and 
completely gratified. 

As usual, Becky had drained him of his sexual excitement. It had been 
fantastic. 

Becky snuggled her own naked, and cum-drained body up against his strong 
massive chest. 

He smelled the sweet perfume of her freshly washed long blonde locks and the 
sweet feminine odors permeated his nostrils and made his cock twitch. 

The two lovers closed their eyes and fell into a gentle afternoon snooze. 

They both began to dream. They dreamed of how it all had begun, quite some 
years before when they were just kids. They fell into a deep sleep, both 
with smiles on their faces as they each flashed back over the years and 
thought of how their relationship had developed to the torrid state it was 
in today. 

* * * 

Becky was twelve. She was a virgin, naturally, and was playing innocently in 
the barn. Of course at this time the bam was being used by Tom's father for 
storage of tractors and other farm equipment, but still she could play there 
unbothered by anyone most of the time. 

This particular summer afternoon Tom, the fourteen-year-old boy who lived 
next door to her own big farm was out playing somewhere. Both their parents 
were away. They had gone into town to get some supplies, and as usual on 
such Saturday afternoons, she knew that they would be gone all fucking day. 

Becky liked to be alone. She liked to play in the hay stacks and- fool 
around with the farm animals. She was independent, even at twelve. 

She was also beginning to blossom into quite a young lady. Her tits had 
begun to fill out quite nicely. Actually, the rest of the girls in her class 
were jealous of her, because her tits were more like a woman's than a little 
girl's. She had been the first to blossom in her school and her body was 
becoming alive with the need for fulfillment. 

Becky was pretty innocent. After all, they lived way the fuck out in the 
country, and there wasn't much opportunity for sexual experience. She hated 
most of the boys in her class, that is all except Tom. 

Tom and his parents lived next door to her farm. She came over here into 
their barn to play lots of times. Becky liked watching Tom work around the 
farm. He usually wore tight little cut-off shorts (like she did) and his 
muscular legs would shine in the sun and it would excite her. She didn't 
know why, but it did. 

Already Tom had a nice firm body, with rippling muscles in his chest and 
belly. He had a natural body, developed and defined from the hard work that 
he usually did around the farm. 

Becky was playing in the haystack this day, thinking of Tom and thinking of 
what it would be like to lose her cherry, when she heard the barn door open. 

She decided that she would hide on Tom, as she often did, and watch to see 
what he did. She knew he would think that he was alone and he might do 
anything. 

She felt a strange stirring down deep between her legs. She couldn't explain 
it, but nevertheless it was there. She couldn't deny it. She had the feeling 
that she was becoming a woman, and she could hardly wait. 

Tom came into the deserted barn and looked around. He looked up into the 
hayloft, but saw no one. 

"Becky?" 

Becky was silent. 

"Becky? Are you here?" 

Still no answer. 

"Becky, if you're hiding, you better get the fuck out of here," the spunky 
boy said. 

Becky felt her heartbeat quickening but still she said nothing. She didn't 
move, afraid that the slightest tremor would be heard, or that some hay 
would fall from the loft where she perched almost directly over his head. 

She waited breathlessly. 

Tom decided that he was alone. He knew that Becky liked to hide on him, but 
she usually giggled in her girl-like fashion as soon as he would call her, 
always giving herself away. 

x It was just too fucking quiet in the barn for anyone to be there but him, 
and he was satisfied. He wanted to be alone especially today, because he 
wanted to fuck around with Suzy. 

Suzy was their sheep. 

Tom had reached puberty the summer before, and had gotten into jerking off. 
He didn't realize just yet that the cock he was sporting between his legs 
was fucking gigantic, and would turn out to be bigger than all the other 
guys in the county. 

Tom also was unaware of the many things that he could do with the cock. He 
wasn't all that much into girls, not just yet. They were still snot-nosed 
little pests, that were always bothering him. He couldn't think of them in 
any way sexually-but sex was on his mind. 

Tom Was jerking off at least two or three times a day. His cock was growing 
so fast, and it was so long and thick, that it seemed like he always wanted 
to make the funny thick gooey white stuff come shooting out of the tip of 
it. 

He loved to get all hot and sweaty and jerk off and watch the cum gush from 
his piss hole. He loved the feeling that overpowered him at these special 
"play" times. 

Recently Tom had discovered Suzy. He had always loved his pet lamb, but it 
wasn't until the last month or so that he discovered Suzy liked to lick his 
cock. 

Something told the young stud that this was very "naughty" and that if his 
father ever found out what he was doing with the farm animal, he would get 
his hide tanned but good. 

Tom had to keep his affair with Suzy a secret. He knew, instinctively that 
it was something he had to do when alone. He couldn't trust anyone, even his 
next door little friend Suzy with the knowledge of what he was doing. He 
couldn't let anyone know, he just couldn't. 

Tom had walked into the bam by himself, but now satisfied that Becky wasn't 
playing Hide And Seek with him, and that he was alone, he quickly ran 
outside. 

Becky held her breath. She had the strangest feeling that he was up to 
something exciting. He had a look on his face that she had never seen 
before, and she was determined to stick around, keeping her mouth shut 
tight, and find out just what the hell he was up to. 

Suddenly Tom reappeared in the bam and he was pulling on a little rope. 
Becky strained her eyes to the barn door to see what was attached to the 
other end, and was surprised to see Suzy, Tom's lamb. 

The lamb was making funny noises, and was walking funny. Her back legs were 
far apart, almost as if she was expecting something to shoot up between 
them. 

Becky's heart started beating madly and she didn't know why. She had a funny 
feeling that she was about to see something that she wasn't meant to see, 
something special, something sexual, and something erotic. 

She could hardly wait. 

Becky felt so damn sex starved. There was no one to talk to about becoming a 
woman. Her mother was a real prude, and she could hardly talk to Tom or any 
of her other friends about something so personal. 

There was so much she wanted to experience, so much she wanted to learn that 
she hardly knew where she would start once she got the chance. 

She looked at Tom. He had a devilish little look on his face. He had begun 
to sweat. He wasn't wearing a shirt, as usual for him in the summer, and his 
young muscles were bulging and gleaming from the sunlight that was 
flickering in through the rafters in the roof of the old well-used bam. 

Becky felt excited as she stared at her playmate. She had never really 
thought of him in a sexual way, but lately she had been developing and 
growing up and all of her feelings about everyone and everything were 
changing so fast it was making her head spin. 

Suddenly Tom didn't look like the punky little brat that she had grown up 
next to. Now he looked like a young man. He looked, to her surprise, strong 
and virile and very handsome. She felt her thighs beginning to heat up as 
she stared at his sweating muscular upper body, and then let her eyes rove 
down over the front of his tight little denim shorts. 

She was surprised to see what looked like a huge fucking sock in the front 
of his shorts. She wasn't so dumb she couldn't realize it was his cock, but 
why did it seem to be so hard? Why could she see the outline of it so 
clearly? 

She wondered! 

She looked at the sparkle in Tom's eyes. He looked a way that she had never 
seen him look before, and the look continued to grow more intense as he led 
Suzy inside the barn. 

Suddenly Tom started to undo the front of his tight little cut-off denim 
shorts. Becky watched, speechless, getting more and more excited as she saw 
the boy pull the shorts all the way down off his body. 

He was not wearing any underwear, and his huge fucking stiff cock jumped out 
in front of him. 

Becky had to put her hand over her mouth because she wanted to scream. She 
had never seen a boy naked before, and especially in an excited condition 
like this. 

The cock looked fucking gigantic to her, and indeed, it was exceptionally 
large, especially for a boy of only fourteen years of age. 

Tom began playing with the cock, as Suzy and Becky watched on. Suddenly the 
little lamb began to sniff around at Tom's hairless smooth balls. 

Suzy twitched her rear end and shook violently as she smelled the huge boy 
cock looming out in front of her. 

What amazed Becky so much, was that Tom didn't have to do anything. He 
didn't have to force the lamb to stick her nose up into his crotch, it was 
obvious that Suzy liked doing it without encouragement of any kind. 

Tom leaned back against one of the beams, his shorts down around his ankles, 
and he closed his eyes and began to moan as the lamb became more insistent 
with its prodding mouth and tongue. 

Becky watched from overhead, feeling the excitement in her own little virgin 
cunt growing rapidly as Tom's cock got even harder while the lamb continued 
sniffing and licking the balls. 

Finally Tom took his cock in both hands (Becky noticed that there was still 
several inches of cock meat left, even with both hands wrapped around the 
shaft) and aimed it at Suzy's mouth. 

The little lamb hesitated for just a second, took another couple of sniffs, 
and then making a strange groan the likes of which Becky had never heard an 
animal make before, the lamb began to lick the tip of the throbbing cock 
head. 

Becky leaned forward slightly, straining to see what was going on. She 
couldn't believe her eyes. It was so exciting to see the little lamb licking 
her playmate's huge prick she didn't know what the fuck to do. 

Unfortunately, she leaned forward too far. She was getting too excited 
herself, and wanted to get a closer and closer look at the action going on 
beneath her. 

She got too close to the edge of the hay loft, and suddenly the hay started 
to slide. 

She screamed as she slithered all the way from the top of the loft, down 
over the side and landed on her ass in a pile of hay used for feeding the 
cows right underneath where she had been perched. 

She screamed as Tom looked at her with rage. 

She had been caught. 

Now what was she gonna do??? 

 CHAPTER THREE 

"What the hell are you doing here?" Tom screamed. 

His face was beet red. He was so flustered he even forgot to pull up his 
shorts. His cock was still rock hard and jutting out in front of him. 

He took one quick step forward, reaching out his hands to grab the little 
girl next door who had been quietly spying on him during his very "private" 
moment, and proceeded to trip over his shorts and fall flat on his face. 

Even though Becky was frightened at being discovered, knowing that spying on 
Tom while he was doing such a "nasty" thing could mean she might get a 
spanking from him, she had to laugh when she saw him trip. 

That infuriated him. 

Tom yanked off his shorts as he rolled about in the hay. 

Becky suddenly realized that this was her one chance to get away, and that 
she had better move fast. 

As Tom wrestled in the hay trying to pull off the shorts, spitting and 
cursing like a fucking wild man, Becky made a dash for the barn door. 

She had just about made it when she felt Tom's strong grasp on her bare 
ankle. 

"Nooooo," she squealed as Tom dragged her back into the pile of soft warm 
hay. 

They wrestled about, and Tom was surprised to find that wrestling with the 
pretty little girl that he had grown up with, suddenly made him quite 
excited. 

Fie knew he was hot because he was going to jerk off, but now he was 
actually getting hot from just touching Becky. He had been with her all his 
life, almost as if she was his sister, and never before had he thought like 
this. It was strange, but he enjoyed the feeling and went with it all the 
way. 

He continued to wrestle with her, and then climbed on top of her. 

Becky screamed in fright when she felt the huge cock rubbing up against her 
bare midriff. She had on a halter top, like the top of a bathing suit, and 
her bare belly got all the feeling of the cock against it. 

What surprised Becky was that amidst all the horror and fright of getting 
caught spying on her next door neighbor, she was feeling a strange 
excitement still stirring inside of her thighs, a stirring she had never 
experienced before and didn't know quite what to make of. 

"Let me go, let me go," she squealed. 

"No, no I won't. What were you spying on me for?" 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she cried helplessly, as she felt Tom's strong body 
crushing her into the pile of soft hay, "I won't tell anybody, I promise." 

Tom thought quickly. The only way he could be sure that she wouldn't tell 
anybody (and that was, of course, of the utmost importance considering what 
she had seen him doing with Suzy the lamb) was to make her participate. That 
way she wouldn't be able to tell her parents, or his parents, without 
exposing herself as well. Yes, blackmail! It was the only way. 

Tom was very strong for a boy of fourteen. All the work on the farm that he 
had done had really developed his muscles to an extraordinary degree of 
definition and strength. He picked Suzy's young kicking body up like it was 
a bag of potatoes and threw her over onto the other side of the room. 

Becky screamed in fright as she felt the power of his muscles toss her like 
she weighed nothing. 

She was scared. 

She was frightened because she had seen something that she shouldn't have, 
something nasty, something secret, something that Tom would now have to pay 
her back for. She wondered what he was going to do. 

Becky crouched in the comer as Tom picked her up by pulling her hair. She 
screamed as he threw her back against the beam. She banged her head and 
began to cry. 

"Shut up, you little bitch," he yelled, and then slapped her hard across the 
face. 

The tears streamed down over her pretty cheeks, but what she couldn't 
understand was that when he hit her, the feeling of excitement in her young 
thighs continued to increase instead of going away. 

She simply couldn't understand how she could possibly like it when the brute 
of a boy slapped her and treated her roughly. But she did. 

Tom decided that he would make Becky watch what he was doing. He wasn't 
going to hide it. She had caught him. She had wanted to watch-and now that's 
just what the hell she was going to do. 

"What are you doing?" Becky screamed as Tom, still nude, still with a 
roaring hard-on sticking out in front of his smooth muscular belly, picked 
her up and pushed her against the beam once more. 

"I'm going to tie you up," he said. 

"No, no!" she screamed. 

"Shut up," he yelled, and slapped her hard across the face again just for 
good measure. 

Becky felt totally helpless as she felt the well-muscled young stud shoving 
her around. 

And still she became even more excited. 

She didn't understand it. Her head was spinning with fear and excitement at 
the same time. She felt alive with pleasure, and more frightened than she 
had ever been before in her life. She didn't know if she was going of 
coming, and still the heat between her legs was increasing. 

Tom knew he had made the right decision. This was the only way to assure 
that she would not squeal on him. He might have tried talking her into 
secrecy. After all, they had grown Up together, and did know each other 
pretty well. But he just couldn't trust her to keep the secret. What he had 
been doing was something he shouldn't have been, he knew, and he wouldn't be 
able to sit down for a month after his father got through tanning his hide, 
if he ever found out that he had had Suzy the lamb lick his cock. 

Tom had to keep his affair with the lamb quiet, and blackmail was now 
obviously the only way to do it. 

Tom grabbed some rope that was hanging over one of the topmost beams. Before 
Becky knew what was happening, and before she could fight him off, he had 
begun to wind the thick rope around her bare belly and upper thighs, pinning 
her helplessly to the huge wooden beam. 

"No, no," she screamed, as she felt herself losing control. Little by 
little, like a spider spinning a web to catch an unsuspecting moth in 
flight, he was making her his prisoner. He was binding her, using as yet 
unknown bondage techniques on her. 

What neither of the innocent little children knew was that this tie-up game 
was going to turn into a regular thing, and grow, as they did, into the 
state of advanced bondage that they would soon enter together. 

The ropes cut into Becky's wrists. She tried to wiggle free but Tom knew his 
knots, and soon had her helplessly and sadistically bound. 

She began to scream, and Tom realized that he had to shut her mouth. He 
slapped her again, really hard, and she shut up. The tears streamed down her 
cheeks, but she just whimpered. She knew better than to scream again. Tom 
wanted her silent, and silent she would be. 

Tom found himself really getting off on overpowering her. She was bound 
helplessly to the beam. She couldn't move. Her young flesh was right in 
front of him, and even though he wasn't into her all that much sexually (not 
yet anyway) it was exciting him to see the young girl tied like that. 

Tom felt his cock throbbing in front of him. 

"Now you're gonna watch. You wanted to watch, and now you're gonna. I'm 
gonna make you see me do what I was gonna do before I knew you were here. 
You're not gonna stop me. You're gonna watch and then if you say anything, 
you'll be in just as much trouble as I will be." 

Becky knew better than to say anything. She was frightened. She had never 
seen her young friend so aggressive, so savage. The tears streamed down her 
face, and yet the burning between her legs continued to increase. 

It made her more and more confused that she could be stimulated by her 
present predicament, and yet she was. As the ropes cut into her wrists even 
more, the heat of passion between her young thighs increased steadily. 

Tom started to slowly jerk his huge cock. He grabbed the thick shaft and ran 
his hand along the sensitive underside of the shaft, tickling the balls with 
his fingertips, and then running his hands over the cum-dripping cock head. 

The pre-orgasmic fluid had started to drip slowly out of the tiny piss slit 
at the tip of his now bulging and quivering cock head and he squeezed the 
head and rubbed the cum into the sensitive membranes. 

He shook all over as he started really getting into his self masturbation, 
seeming to be even more turned on knowing that his young tied- up girl 
friend was being forced to watch his actions. 

Becky was indeed watching, but her eyes were wide opened with lust and 
interest. She couldn't believe how the cock was getting even bigger than it 
already was the longer Tom played with it. 

She had never seen a stiff pecker before and this was really exciting to 
her. She knew enough about sex to know that the man shoved his stiff cock up 
the women's pussy. She had learned about sex, to some degree, from the other 
girls in her class. A lot of them had already lost their cherries. 

Suddenly the thought of fucking Tom began to cross her mind. She had never 
thought about him in this sexual way before, but looking at him now he 
looked so sexy. 

His muscles were gleaming with sweat, and his cock just kept on getting 
longer and thicker the more he played with it. His hand was really beginning 
to stroke his young fat boy cock vigorously and the more he got into it the 
more Becky got into watching him do it. 

Tom had been jerking off enough to recognize that old familiar feeling when 
he was about to cum. He felt his balls catching fire, and the throes of 
orgasm sweeping over his young virile body. 

Tom quickly stopped jerking his meat. He didn't want to cum just yet. He 
knew that after shooting his load, there was a period of time where he 
didn't feel sexy at all. He wanted to keep the great feeling that he was 
experiencing going as long as he could. Besides, he also knew that if he 
took a long time before letting his thick cum shoot out of his cock, then it 
would feel even better when the juicy sex sauce finally did shoot out of the 
tiny piss slit at the tip of his bulbous cock head. 

Tom decided to return his attention to Suzy. She had been standing by the 
both of them, patiently waiting to continue her little affair that had been 
interrupted by Becky's sudden appearance from the top of the hay loft. 

"Lick it, baby, lick it good," he said, suddenly turning his attention to 
Suzy his pet lamb. 

Becky's mouth opened wide as she saw the little lamb, without hesitation, 
start licking and sucking on the end of Tom's big fat cock head. 

The lamb licked off the little drips of pre-orgasmic boy cum that was still 
oozing out of the piss slit. Suzy moaned as she licked the cum, and so did 
Tom. 

Tom threw his head back against the side of the hay stack as he felt his 
knees go weak. He was really digging what the lamb was doing to his cock. 
This was even better now that the helplessly tied girl was watching. 

Knowing that Becky was looking at Suzy lick his cock excited Tom and made 
his cock even stiffer. 

Tom started to slowly jerk his huge cock once again, and positioned his 
muscular thighs over the lamb's face so that the lamb was now licking his 
balls. 

As Suzy tongued the underside of the huge cum-laden love sacs, Tom continued 
to jerk his cock. In and out and back and forth his little hand went, 
surrounding the thick cock shaft firmly and squeezing the skin back and 
forth against it in a slowly but determined increasingly motion. 

He started moaning and groaning as he continued to flog his thick cock, and 
as Suzy the lamb continued to suck and lick his balls. 

The little lamb started rocking back and forth and making weird sounds. It 
was obvious that she was getting very excited by licking Tom's cock, and 
Becky was shocked at what she was seeing. Still, Becky was enjoying the 
sight and wouldn't have stopped it for all the money in the world. 

Tom once again felt the passion rising in his young muscular and virile 
loins. He knew that if he let the lamb continue to lick and suck the tip of 
his hot little boy-cock that he would surely shoot his load. 

Suddenly, looking at Becky tied there, hands behind her back, helpless, he 
began to think of her in a way he never had before. 

He thought of her in a sexual way! 

Tom began to feel like a young man, almost like a super-stud, as he stared 
at Becky seductively. 

Becky felt the sudden change in her friend. Tom had never looked at her like 
this before, and suddenly her excitement once again turned to fear. 

She didn't know what Tom had on his mind, and since she was tied, ropes 
binding her to the beam, pressing her against it helplessly, she really 
wasn't in the position to fight him off, no matter what he wanted to do. 

Becky began to whimper as she saw Tom walking toward her, his huge boy cock, 
still fully erect and still oozing cum standing out proud and strong in 
front of his well-muscled young rugged body. 

Tom began to wonder if he could make Becky suck his cock. Shit, if the lamb 
could do that good a job, he wondered what the little girl could do. 

Tom grabbed a couple of crates and stacked them up against the side of the 
beam where Becky was tied up. He crawled up on top of them so that his cock 
was now even with her mouth. 

As he stood there, his cock a few inches from her mouth, it suddenly hit 
Becky what Tom, without saying so, was suggesting that she do. 

She started freaking out. 

"Oh no, oh no you don't, I'm not gonna put that ugly thing in my mouth! No, 
Tom, noooo!" 

Her pleas brought on another hard slap right across her face. She didn't say 
another word. She opened her mouth slightly as Tom brought the cock in 
closer to her mouth. 

Tom screamed out loud as he felt her mouth on the end of his cock for the 
very first time. The lips didn't have that sandpaper feeling that the 
lamb's, little Suzy's mouth did. 

The lips were hot, wet, and very soft. He shoved his cock forward slowly as 
Becky opened her mouth even wider to allow the cock shaft to enter her mouth 
portal. 

Becky coughed and gagged as the cock forced her lips wider and wider apart 
and began to slice up into her throat. She couldn't believe what she was 
doing, yet she had no choice. 

Becky continued to gag as the cock was shoved deeper and deeper into her 
throat. She felt her mouth being filled to capacity and her buns and cheeks 
began to go numb. The cock was so fucking big, and after all, it wasn't as 
if she had any experience at this at all. She was only a beginner. 

Becky was amazed at how exciting the cock felt in her mouth. What had 
started out to be nothing short of a horrendous fucking nightmare, had now 
turned into an almost pleasurable experience for the young girl. 

Even though she was uncomfortable, what with her hands bound securely behind 
her back and a huge fucking cock driving into her mouth, she was excited 
just the same. 

Instead of fighting the thrust of the cock as it entered her mouth, pushing 
further and further into the backmost recesses of her hot wet mouth, she 
started taking it in voluntarily. 

Tom felt the sudden change in her mouth and became very excited. She wasn't 
fighting him any more, she was actually enjoying it. This was too good to be 
true! 

Now Tom was pissed off that he hadn't thought of the pretty little blonde 
girl as a means of sexual release before. However, he knew that he would 
make up for lost time. He felt as if he had just made her his prisoner. She 
was participating in this sexual exploration with him, and was as much a 
part of it as he was. He knew that she wouldn't dare tell anyone about it, 
especially now that she was sucking his cock. 

And suck was just what the little cunt did. 

Becky was beginning to moan with pleasure as the cock shot all the way down 
into the back of her throat. She felt the huge cum-laden hot balls slap up 
against her lips and she knew that the cock was all the way inside of her. 

For some strange reason, she looked upon this as a great fucking 
accomplishment. She felt that she had just achieved something very special, 
and that she should almost be given some kind of award. 

Actually, she was about to get an award that she was not suspecting-a 
mouthful of hot cum! 

Becky continued to suck the cock, rubbing her hot lips along the sensitive 
undersides of the shaft, feeling as if she didn't have a care in the world, 
just having the time of her life. 

Suddenly she felt Tom began to shove his cock in and out of her mouth with a 
much more vigorous stroke. Also, she felt the sides of the cock become very 
thin-skinned. It was almost as if someone was blowing hot air into the cock 
and it was enlarging. 

She felt the huge veins popping out on the sides and she ran her tongue 
along them, making Tom shake and quiver as she did. 

Suddenly, before she knew what was happening, cum started gushing out of the 
prick. 

Becky was not ready for this sudden gush of boy juice. It caught her 
completely by surprise and she gagged on the cum as it flew out of Tom's 
cock and filled her mouth cavity to the brim. 

Instinctively, Becky did not want to spill any of the cum. Even though she 
was choking, she was beginning to enjoy the fluid as it drained down her 
throat. She didn't want to waste a drop. After ail, she didn't know if this 
was going to be a one-time experience, and since it was her first, dealing 
with sex of any kind with anyone, she wanted to savor the moment, stretch it 
out, and make it last as long as she possibly could. 

She held onto the cock with a vise-like grip. Her lips scraped the entire 
cock shaft, as she literally sucked the cum right out of the piss slit at 
the tip of the bulbous cock head. 

She sucked and sucked and Tom continued .screaming and writhing about. 

He couldn't believe what he was feeling like. He had cum many times with the 
lamb and from jerking off, but nothing had ever felt like this before. 

Becky was certainly much better than any other form of sex he had had in the 
past. Her mouth around his cock was sensational. Her lips were so moist and 
hot and they excited his prick head so much he was having to shoot the 
biggest load of his young life. Tom shook and shook until every last drop of 
cum had been sucked out of his mouth. The girl had given him his first head, 
his first blow-job, and he was in seventh heaven. 

Tom fell back over onto the hay stack after he pulled the rapidly deflating 
pecker out of Becky's cum-filled mouth cavity. 

Tom looked up at her, and saw that there was a little bit of cum on her 
lips. Becky felt it there, and quickly proceeded to lick it in. She loved 
his cum, and that made him very happy. 

Tom realized that he had found a playmate in Becky. He had been playing with 
her all right while growing up, but now that they were reaching puberty and 
had sex on their minds, he knew that their "games" would have to grow up 
right along with him. 

He felt stupid that he hadn't thought about her as a natural outlet for his 
sexual explorations before this. She was perfect! Her mouth was so 
wonderful. He wanted to fuck her mouth for the rest of his life. 

Suddenly he realized that there was more than one hole on the girl. Yes, he 
would have to fuck her cunt. He knew that she was a virgin, he just assumed 
that. 

Although he had no sexual experience with a woman, he had heard stories, 
just like Becky had, in school from the other kids. The stories along with 
his own instincts now that he was coming of sexual age, told him that he was 
suppose to stick his long fat cock right up into that hole in the middle of 
the V of her legs. 

There was the tiniest wisps of light blonde hair covering her little hole, 
and as he stared up at the young virgin pussy he once again felt the 
excitement stirring in his cock. 

Tom couldn't believe it! 

He looked down, and sure enough, his cock was getting hard all over again. 

Tom's cock had never gotten hard so fast after shooting his load of juice. 
He realized that he was really being excited by the young girl, and that 
made him feel extremely manly. 

He stood up as his cock began to rise, once more, to full erection. 

Becky stared at the rising rod, and although she wasn't familiar with the 
workings of a man's sexual organs, she knew that she had relieved the boy of 
his sexual urges, and that it seemed pretty fast to be all excited again. 

"Oh no, it's hard again, already!" she screamed. 

"Yes, and I'm gonna stick it in your cunt," Tom bellowed, as he moved toward 
her, cock reaching full erection as he got nearer to her helplessly bound 
flesh. 

"No, no, you'll hurt me. I've never done it before! I'll bleed! Nooooo!" 

Becky was thinking of the stories she had heard from her girlfriends about 
losing their cherries. They had all said how much it hurt when a man's cock 
went into a woman's cunt for the very first time, and how when the cherry 
was popped the blood oozed out of the hole. However, they had agreed 
unanimously that after the initial pain had passed, and it usually wasn't 
all that long, the pleasure that the woman then felt far outweighed any pain 
she might have occurred at the beginning of the sexual union. 

Becky suddenly felt like a woman. She was scared shitless, but she knew that 
even though certain words like "don't" and "oh no, not that" were coming out 
of her mouth, inside she was saying "Yeeessssss", "fuck me", and "go ahead 
Tom, do it!" 

Becky wanted it all right, even though she wasn't admitting it, and Tom 
could see it in her eyes. He felt very responsible for popping her cherry, 
but he knew that in order for them to really become "playmates" like he now 
had in mind, he was going to have to do it sooner or later. 

It might just as well be now, especially since he had her all tied up 
helplessly anyway, and also because his huge boy cock was rock hard and 
obviously ready to fuck. 

He felt as if he hadn't jerked off in a couple of weeks. There was that 
familiar tingling feeling in his cock and balls. He had a need to cum, even 
though he had just shot the biggest fucking load of cum he had ever let use 
so far in his young life. 

Tom made sure that the bindings on the girl were secure. He even tightened 
them a little bit more just to make sure she couldn't escape his attack. 

Also, he decided that it would be safer if he gagged her. After all, he too 
knew that there was going to be considerable pain when he first broke her 
cherry. He didn't want her screaming so loud that it brought some distant 
neighbor running to see what the fuck was going on. 

Tom didn't see any way in the world he would be able to explain what he was 
doing with Becky tied to the stake, and their clothes off. 

It would certainly be a little too sticky to talk his way out of, that much 
he was sure of. 

Becky saw the huge cock waving in front of her. Tom kicked down the boxes 
and stood right in front of her pussy, so that the very tip of his cock was 
pushing up against her snatch. 

Becky moaned loudly as she knew what was going to happen. She was 
frightened, and just as she thought about giving maybe one more scream in 
protest, a strictly instinctive reaction because she really wanted him to 
fuck her, and fuck her good, Tom grabbed out a bandana from under the hay 
and wrapped it around her mouth. 

Becky felt the cloth biting into her lips as Tom pulled it tightly behind 
her head. She couldn't utter a sound. She screamed at the top of her lungs 
in one last vain protest, but the only sound that came out was the softest 
whimper, a barely audible moan, more like a little sigh or breath. 

Becky was helplessly bound and gagged. She was totally defenseless to move, 
and now even yell out in protest. She was his, all his, to do with whatever 
he chose to do. 

And as frightened as she was, she was more excited than she had ever been 
before in her young life. She was beginning to feel like a fully grown 
erotic and passionate woman and she liked the feeling very much. 

She could only guess what the big fat cock was going to feel like slicing up 
between her thighs, but even imagining the totally unfamiliar feeling gave 
her chills. 

Something told her that it was going to be extremely exciting, and that not 
only would she dig the shit out of it, but she would want Tom to do it many 
more times to her. 

Yes, this was only the beginning, for damn sure! 

Tom saw the helpless expression of fear and confusion on her face, as she 
tried to squirm out of the tight rope bindings he had tied her into. 

She wasn't going anywhere! 

He had tied her solid! 

She was his prisoner. 

It was the fact that she was tied that was exciting him so tremendously. Of 
course, the realization that he was about to fuck his very first cunt, that 
he was about to lose his own virginity by making the little girl lose hers, 
also excited the living shit out of him. 

Tom slowly unbuttoned her blouse as she squirmed about in protest. She was 
not wearing a bra, and her huge titties plopped out of her blouse. 

Tom fell forward and took first the right tit and then the left tit into his 
mouth. 

He was going strictly on instinct alone. He had never done this before, but 
some kind of an unseen sense, an unknown sexual factor was leading him on, 
telling him what to do, showing him the way to man-and-woman sexual 
fulfillment. 

Tom slurped his mouth back and forth across her titties, and he noticed that 
the tiny nipples jutting out in the middle of the round orbs of soft mushy 
flesh were suddenly getting stiff. It seemed that the harder he bit down 
onto them with his teeth, the harder they became, until they were like two 
tiny spears ready for battle. 

Ready they were! 

Young Becky had never felt like this before in her whole fucking life. 

She moaned and writhed about, as much as she could considering how 
helplessly she was tied. 

Becky felt like a woman for the first time in her life and she was going 
with the feelings, not holding anything back, giving in to the overpowering 
sexual rushes she was getting coursing throughout her young eager body. 

She felt his hot mouth on her nipples and the way they became stiff the more 
excited she became. She felt like her nipples were going to explode they 
were getting so excited. She had never imagined that the purplish big tips 
to her huge ever-growing titties could hold so much pleasure. She wondered 
how Tom knew this, and then just assumed that like her, he was 
experimenting, and letting instinct alone guide him along the road to sexual 
pleasure and mutually satisfying bliss. 

Tom shot his mouth down over her naked flesh. He squeezed the tits with his 
fingers, tweaking the nipples, as he caressed her bellybutton with his 
tongue. 

His own cock was throbbing on passionately between his thighs. He felt that 
the cum was going to just jump out of his fucking cock he was so hot, even 
without jerking it off or shoving it up into her pussy. 

He wondered what her cunt hole was going to feel like surrounding his 
sensitive cock shaft. He wondered if the pussy could possibly be more 
exciting than the mouth, and knew that he would be finding out the answer to 
that sex question in a matter of moments. 

Tom was too hot now to continue any further foreplay. Besides, he knew damn 
well that this was only the beginning of many such episodes. They were 
joining together with this sexual folly. They would have a bind between 
them, a bind that wouldn't even have to be discussed. 

They were sworn automatically to secrecy, a secrecy that neither of them 
would dare break. As long as they kept what they did together to themselves 
and enjoyed it without anyone else interfering, they would be safe. 

Once word got out, and once their parents found out what they were up to 
during their "play" sessions, then they both realized that all the fun would 
be over. 

Their parents were both too strict to allow any such sexual activity at 
their ages. Tom could almost hear his father screaming, as he pulled down 
his pants and spanked his muscular little butt so hard he wouldn't be able 
to sit down for a fucking week. 

Becky was thinking the same thing, only about her mother. Her mother was 
such a straight-laced bitch, such a fucking prude. If Becky even let her 
mother know she was thinking about sex, much less that she had participated 
in it, she knew that her mother would knock her silly. 

Her mother was always the one that dished out the punishment in the family. 
Her father loved her too much to ever lay a hand on her, that much she knew 
for sure. 

Becky closed her eyes as she knew that the moment of truth was at hand. 

It was time to lose her virginity! 

It was time to become a woman! 

Becky knew that there would be no turning back after this point. Never again 
would she have a cherry to pop. Never again would she be the innocent little 
girl that she had been before she let Tom stick that big boy cock of his up 
into her. 

She was excited though, and wanted him to do it desperately. She thought of 
all of the other boys in her school, even the older ones, the juniors and 
seniors. She couldn't think of one of them that she would rather experience 
this once in a lifetime thing with more than Tom. 

After all, she knew Tom better than anyone, better even than her parents. 
She had grown up with him. They had done everything together. They had 
always been close. 

And now they were going to be even closer. 

Tom felt his heartbeat doubling as he grabbed the tip of his cock and placed 
it at her virgin cunt hole. 

With one mighty shove, he pushed. 

Becky was a virgin no more!!! 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Becky screamed as loud as she could when the cock entered her virgin cunt 
hole. Of course her mouth being gagged the way it was, the sounds only came 
out as whimpers. 

Becky couldn't believe how much the cock hurt. It felt like he had shoved 
his fucking arm up into her cunt instead of just his cock. 

It felt like a tree-trunk smashing into her inner being, ripping her apart, 
and almost fucking killing her. 

Becky felt the warm flow of blood trickling out of her cunt and oozing down 
over her warm creamy-white thighs. She cried hysterically as the tears of 
pain and womanhood streamed down her cheeks. 

Tom on the other hand, was having a great time. He knew that he had caused 
her pain, but somehow the pain of this cherry-breaking ceremony really 
excited him. 

Here he was, fucking the vivacious little girl, tied and bound the way she 
was. She was his prisoner of lust and love, she was his to do with what he 
wanted. 

He pushed the cock deeper and deeper into the young girl's hole. He felt the 
warm blood and the heat of her pussy surrounding his mighty love sword and 
it felt good. 

Tom moaned like a wild animal as he shoved' the cock deeper and deeper into 
the crevice. This was much more exciting than letting the lamb suck his 
cock, and he thought it might even turn out to be more exciting than having 
Becky suck his cock. 

Tom grabbed the- sides of her body and continued to shove the cock deeper 
into the tight warm crevice. 

Becky's pain soon turned to pleasure, and she began to squeeze her hot 
thighs together, gripping the cock, actually starting to enjoy the feeling 
of the huge monster pressing up into her inner sanctum. 

The blood was still dripping a little bit, and the pain that had just racked 
her system was still there to some degree, but the realization that she had 
just become a woman was so overwhelming that everything else was secondary 
to the joy that realization brought the young cunt. 

The cock flew all the way down to the bottom of her cunt. The huge ten-inch 
monster scraped her pussy walls and tickled her clit. What had started out 
to be a nightmare was now turning out to be one highly erotic love session 
between two young people. 

Becky began to squeeze her legs together in the fuck-rhythm that Tom began 
to create. 

He pushed his cock forward until he felt his huge balls slamming up against 
her pussy, and then quickly, instinctively, he pulled the cock all the way 
out, only to send it once more flying down into the well of her inner cunt 
hole. 

Becky began to get more and more into the fuck action as she felt the huge 
cock plowing in and out of her with break-neck speed. Each thrust seemed to 
bring her more and more pleasure as she let herself go, let herself be the 
woman that she knew she had been suppressing under the surface of the 
little-girl exterior that most people saw. 

Tom could already feel the cum beginning to boil in his balls. He knew that 
if he continued stroking in and out of the warm wet pussy the way that he 
was at present, he would surely have to let his cum fly up into her cunt. 

Everything took second place to the fuck he was giving the young 
blonde-haired cunt. 

He rammed his cock into her hole as hard as he could, enjoying the feeling 
of her cunt walls gripping the sensitive sides of his cock shaft. 

His balls slammed mercilessly up against her nearly hairless cunt. The tiny 
blonde wisps of hair that did outline her cunt hole only tickled his balls 
and turned him on all the more. 

Soon, it was apparent, that it was time to share their first man-to-worn an 
orgasm. 

They did feel like man and woman now. They were grown-ups. They had matured. 
Sure, they were only in their very early teens, but to them they were quite 
adult. After all, here they were, fucking their little brains out with each 
other. That had to count for something, that had to mean that they were 
grown up; at least sexually speaking. 

This feeling of maturity turned both of them on. Becky liked feeling like a 
woman. She was a virgin no longer and she was glad. 

Tom felt like a super-stud as he plowed in and out of her box with 
ever-increasing power and sexual drive. He liked feeling like a man. He 
liked playing grown-up. He really liked fucking Becky! 

Tom was enjoying himself as much as he ever had in his whole life. The cunt 
felt so great around his cock, and the more he fucked the hole, the more he 
wanted to. 

"I'm gonna cum," he began to moan, first softly, barely audible to even 
himself, and then louder and louder until he was almost screaming the words. 

"I'm gonna cuuuummm," he shouted, as the pace of his pile-driving fuck 
picked up even more. 

In and out of the hole he went, each thrust of his cock up into her cunt 
being just that much more savage than the one preceding it. 

He was fucking her with all the gusto he could muster. In and out, in and 
out, in and out his cock went. He was tickling her clit and making her 
quiver all over. 

Becky was enjoying the fuck tremendously. The more savage Tom got in his 
attack, the more he shoved the ten-inch wonder-boy cock up into her now 
de-virginized cunt hole, the more she Liked it and the more she begged for 
more. 

She was getting into the fuck tremendously. Instincts were telling her how 
to respond and just what to do. She was into the rhythm right along with her 
young friend, squeezing her thighs together, wrapping her pussy lips tightly 
around the cock shaft as if flew in and out of her tight wet hole. 

The blood had finally stopped flowing, and all sensations of pain or 
negativity were gone. There was nothing short of pure sexual pleasure going 
on inside of her young body now and she was giving into the wave of ecstasy 
with everything she had. 

Becky felt a strange feeling beginning to swell within her. She felt a 
heated-up feeling inside her cunt, and she knew that she was about to enjoy 
her first womanly orgasm. 

She began to shake and quiver savagely as the cock flew in and out of her 
hole, and Tom continued to scream that he was gonna cum. Finally, it 
happened. It couldn't have been better if they had programmed it in some 
kind of sexual computer. 

They came, together, at the exact same time. 

The second that Becky felt the hot cum flying out of her new young lover's 
cock, she began to reach her own earth-shattering multiple orgasm. 

The juices from their sex organs blended together in one pile of wet 
pleasure. 

Tom felt the cum shooting up from his balls, working its way through the 
tiny canal inside his cock shaft, and then bursting to freedom inside of 
Becky's cunt, gushing out of the piss slit at the tip of the bulbous cock 
head. 

The more the cum flew out of the tip of his cock, the more he continued to 
drive his cock in and out of the tight dark wet opening. 

He shook as Becky did. 

They were together, and they were as one. 

It was beautiful! 

* * * 

This was only the beginning of their sexual encounters! 

They had discovered each other sexually, after growing up with each other 
all their lives. 

Their relationship had definitely taken on a new dimension, a dimension that 
was going to bring them both a great deal of pleasure and lust. 

They were experimenting all of the possibilities of sexual bliss between two 
young people, and they soon discovered that there was much more than they 
had ever imagined possible to try. 

The bondage thing continued to be a very important part of their sexual 
union. 

Tom discovered that he enjoyed humiliating Becky. He enjoyed tying her up, 
spanking her, slapping her, abusing her in any and every way he could dream 
up. 

What excited him even more, was the realization that the young vivacious 
blonde girl loved everything that he was doing. 

It seemed that the more he slapped her, the more he shoved her around and 
belittled her, the more she loved it. He couldn't seem to treat her badly 
enough. The more of a sadistic fuck he was, the more of a receptive hot 
bitch she became. 

They complimented one another extremely well. They were like a team, a team 
that was growing and developing at a rapid rate. They never thought that 
they would tire of each other. All they wanted to do was to be together and 
screw around, to play their little sex games, their little games of lust and 
ravagement, and otherwise they wanted to be just left alone. 

They had decided together that what they were doing, at least as far as what 
most other people would think, was somewhat perverse. 

They instinctively thought that it would be best for all concerned to keep 
what they were doing secret. Not only did they make sure that their parents 
knew absolutely nothing of their meetings and sexual activities, but they 
also kept it a secret from all of their friends at school. 

Both Tom and Becky had a lot of close friends at school. They were popular, 
both alone and together as a couple. Their friends new they were a "thing", 
and no one interfered. As much as it was obvious they were very together, 
they kept their sexual activities secret from everyone. There was no telling 
what asshole might go running to one of their parents and tell everything 
they had been told in confidence. Becky and Tom were enjoying what they were 
doing too fucking much to take the chance of their parents separating them 
and putting an end to what was an absolutely heavenly existence of sex and 
wild perversion. 

Time passed and Becky and Tom got even more into each other. Also, their 
bondage games were getting more wild than ever. They couldn't seem to get 
enough of each other. The more wild they became, the more wild they wanted 
to be. They tore into one another with a fucking vengeance. 

Tom had joined the football team at the high school, and in the very first 
season he became the team's leading scorer and most valuable player. 

He was a star, and Becky admired him for it. She was glad to be his "girl", 
to be the one that he wanted to be with more than any of the others. 

She felt a pride that was beyond description. 

She never missed a game. She was always on the sidelines watching him lead 
his team to one victory after another. 

The last game of the season was for the state championship. Tom had actually 
brought their team up from one of the lowest ranking teams to the top. If 
they won this game against Chesterfield, they would win the state cup. 

Becky was very nervous before the game, and so was Tom. He hoped that he 
hadn't let his reputation get the better of him. It seemed like the whole 
fucking county was depending on him to win the damn game all by himself. 
Everyone wanted the win, and he was the one they were counting on to make it 
happen for the others. 

The game was brutal, and the score was close up until the last two minutes 
when Tom, as he had done so many times during the past months of the 
footballs season, managed to make the winning touchdown. 

The crowd went absolutely wild, and Tom felt very proud that he had helped 
the team win the important state championship. 

Tom showered, goofed around with the team for a while, drinking champagne 
and carrying on in the locker room, and then left to meet Becky. 

He felt higher than he had ever felt in his life, and he knew that getting 
together with Becky would be the outlet for his pent-up emotions. 

He wanted to fuck her, and he wanted to fuck her bad. Not only that but he 
wanted to get into some kind of wild S&M scene with her, letting out all of 
the anxiety of the game with her in whatever way they wanted to do. 

Tom loved Becky, he knew that for sure. There was nothing that Becky 
wouldn't let him do. He could use and abuse her body in any way that he saw 
fit, and it was that freedom, that total giving of herself to him, that made 
him love her as much as he did. " He couldn't get enough of Becky, ever, and 
she felt the same way abut him. 

Becky was close to Tom because they grew up together, being playmates from 
as far back as she could remember. However, now that they had joined, cock 
to cunt, and were continuing to explore their wild crazed sexual 
relationship together, she felt even more close to Tom, and even more apart 
of him. They were indeed like one, both in spirit and in body. 

Becky had a feeling that when they got together in the barn this particular 
day, that whatever went down between them it was going to be special. 

Tom and Becky practically raced hand in hand back to the bam after the game. 
Their parents never suspected anything unusual was going on between them. 
They just looked at them as a couple of childhood sweethearts, and since the 
families were close as well, and they had been neighbors their whole lives, 
they were given as much freedom to be together as they wanted. This was even 
more reason why they had to maintain total and utter secrecy from everyone 
concerning their private sexual affairs. 

They wanted to continue to have the freedom to enjoy one another, the 
freedom that they had grown to depend on so totally. 

Tom's father had decided to build a new barn closer to the highway. It would 
make it a lot easier for deliveries and pick-ups from their crops. Also, in 
the winter it was a hassle to drive the tractors through the many acres of 
fields to get to the back bam. 

This was perfect for Tom and Becky. He had wanted to tear down the old bam, 
but Tom had talked him into keeping it, telling him that they could store 
all the old equipment inside of it. Also, Tom was beginning to fool around 
with old jalopey's, rebuilding the engines and running them about on the 
many dirt roads on their farm. Because he was such a good student, his marks 
were so high, and now he was the state football champ, his father was easy 
to convince. 

The barn was theirs. 

The place where they had gotten to know one another sexually for the very 
first time, and had since grown to love one another as deeply as they now 
did, was all theirs. 

The bam became the symbol for wild sex to the couple, and they were happy as 
shit that it would never be used except by them. Tom's farther never came 
out to the old barn now. He was too busy building the new one, and whenever 
there was any kind of work to be done, it was done in the barn out near the 
highway. 

Tom and Becky closed the huge doors to the back barn and instantly fell into 
each other's arms. They kissed gently at first as they fell over into a pile 
of hay. Their mouths entwined and became more savage. The tongues flew back 
and forth and the saliva flowed between their hot oral cavities. 

More often than not, their savage encounters in the barn would start off 
just like this. Nice and friendly, nice and quiet, but soon they would 
explode to the level of heated passion they both loved. 

Tom felt his cock rising to the occasion. As always, when he kissed the hot 
wet mouth of his beautiful blonde-haired girlfriend, his cock got very hard. 

Tom was very worked-up after such a stimulating win over the Chesterfield 
team for the state championship, and he felt that he had to take out this 
anxiety on Becky. 

He thought that it was a little strange. After all, the win was fantastic, 
and he was elated. Why should he want to punish Becky being in this state of 
mind? He was confused about it, but that, was just the way that it was. 
Considering the fact that Becky loved him abusing her body, it seemed that 
they had a fantastic combination of give and take in their relationship, and 
they were going to enjoy it to the fucking hilt. 

Suddenly the nice side of Tom turned to the more usual savage one. 

He yanked Becky up by her long blonde hair and slapped her right across the 
face. Becky screamed at both the surprise of the rapid change in him, and 
the stinging blow that he administered to her. His slaps were usually not 
that hard. It really had hurt her. 

Tears of anguish streamed down her lily-white cheeks uncontrollably as Tom 
threw her over to the side of the barn. He had a look of rage on his face 
that even Becky had not seen before. He looked more like a fucking wild 
animal, fit to kill, fit to take on any person in any type of battle. 

Becky didn't know exactly why he was so savage-looking today. After all, he 
had just led the team to the state championship, why the hell should he want 
to treat her so badly. 

She didn't really care. The look of savage lust on his handsome young face 
only added to her already excited condition. Her pussy was leaking love oils 
already, soaking the front of her tight-fitting jeans and making a large 
round stain over her zipper. 

She was a hot bitch, all right, and she wanted to be used and abused by the 
young sadistic master, her very own childhood boyfriend and playmate, Tom. 

Tom grabbed some rope that he kept in the barn at all times, and quickly 
tied her hands behind her back. Her threw her back against the large wooden 
beam that was a symbol of their savage sexuality. It was always used to tie 
Becky up, and the girl loved it. 

He secured her firmly to the wooden beam, and Becky felt the splinters of 
the old worn beam slicing into the backs of her wrists. 

She screamed out in pain, and yet her pussy continued to leak female juices, 
a sure sign that she was stimulated by what Tom was doing and not turned 
off. 

She wanted it all right, she wanted as much of it as she could get. She 
didn't want him to ever stop using and abusing her. She wanted him to knock 
the living shit out of her, and that was just the look on his face seemed to 
tell her that he was going to do. 

Tom, seeing that she was securely tied and that she wasn't going anywhere 
until he released her, rendering her helpless to his awesome power once 
again quickly walked outside of the barn. 

Becky saw him disappear through the huge wooden doors, and wondered what the 
hell he was up to. He had never tied her up and then just abandoned her like 
this before and she hoped he wasn't going to just leave her there, 
frustrated and unsatisfied the way she felt right then. 

Suddenly he reappeared. He was holding a huge branch that he had obviously 
just cut from one of the trees surrounding the barn. Becky wondered what the 
hell he was going to do with it, but it didn't take her long to find out. 

He quickly tore off her clothes, so that she was completely naked. He took 
the huge branch in his right hand and started beating the front of her body 
with it. 

Large red welts began to appear on her tender naked flesh as the branch was 
slashed into her over and over again. Every time he beat her with the cruel 
lashing branch she would scream out in agony. 

Tom was getting hotter and hotter the more he beat her, and he knew that as 
usual, this type of master and slave foreplay could only lead into a heavy 
and wild fuck-session, something that they both loved, and something they 
both knew was eventually inevitable. 

Becky continued to writhe about in anguish, moving from side to side as much 
as she could considering how strongly and securely Tom had tied her to the 
beam. 

Tom had really gotten into bondage, and he could render her helpless in a 
matter of seconds with the thick rope and a couple of quick well executed 
and clever knots. 

He always tied her so that the rope cut into her skin, causing her even more 
pain than she might have otherwise experienced, if she had been bound just a 
little less severely. 

Becky liked the ropes cutting into her wrists. It seemed that every thing 
that Tom did, as long as it was savage and abused her in one way or 
.another, turned the hot little blonde-haired cunt on. 

"Take that, you fucking bitch, take that,'" he screamed, continuing to lash 
out at her body with repeated savage strokes of the long thick branch. 

He was really cutting into her flesh, making long criss-cross marks across 
her breasts and exposed belly area. 

The pain was getting worse, and still Becky's cunt oozed its obvious 
delight. Tom knew that he was turning her on. He could tell by the sparkle 
in her eyes. She was suffering all right, but she loved it and he knew it. 
Even though she was screaming, her eyes told him she was getting off. 

Tom felt his cock throbbing in his jeans. He knew that he had to fuck her. 
He was getting too hot from the stimulating branch beating. He had to really 
let her have it up the cunt, and to release the pressure the cum was causing 
in his balls and in his cock shaft. 

"Now I'm gonna fuck you, you no good cunt. You fucking cock sucker, you're 
gonna take this big fat cock right up into your cunt, and you're not gonna 
be able to fight me off, you fucking whore, you fucking bitch, you no good 
dog!" 

Tom was really getting into verbal abuse with Becky almost as much as he was 
getting into the regular physical abuse. He liked talking down to her, 
humiliating her, and belittling her too. 

It seemed to Tom that the dirtier his talk got toward Becky, the more she 
responded. She squirmed about when he struck her, and she moaned when he 
talked dirty to her. She was the perfect outlet for his sadistic tendencies. 
She could take it all, and she loved it. 

He pulled down the zipper in the front of his tight-fitting ripped and faded 
jeans. His huge cock bobbed out in front of him and stood like flagpole. 

There was a large portion of pre-orgasmic cum oozing out of the tip of his 
cock head. He was hot as hell, and more than ready to give her the fucking 
of her young life. 

Tom moved toward her. 

"No, you can't fuck me, you can't! I don't want you to. No, I won't let you, 
I won't," Becky screamed out loud. 

"Shut up, you fucking whore, you want me to and you know it," Tom shouted 
and proceeded to slap her really hard right across the face. 

The blow made Becky see stars, but still she persisted in her standoffish 
attitude. She knew that it was what he wanted to hear, and she knew that it 
would make him even more evil and sadistic than he already was. 

That was just what she wanted him to do. 

"No, go fuck yourself, cocksucker, you'll never get into this sweet pussy 
again. Go blow your own cock, prick head!" 

Tom looked outraged. 

He looked like he could kill! 

He hauled off and began slapping her silly across the face. He cut her lip, 
and still he continued slapping her. 

Tom backed away from her. His huge cock was still throbbing madly in front 
of him and the cum was still oozing out of the tip of his cock head. 

He looked like he could fuck the entire world, and still not be satisfied. 

He was an animal in the truest sense Of the word! 

Once again he picked up the bloody branch, and began slashing Becky's tits 
and upper body mercilessly. He moved his strokes down to her cunt and began 
slapping it with the tough end of the twiggy branch. Becky continued to 
scream out savagely as the branch began to swipe across the front of her 
helplessly exposed pussy. She felt the twigs digging into her cunt lips and 
smashing her clit and the pain was unbearable. 

Over and over again Tom smashed the twig into her, and her screams of 
displeasure continued until she thought that she was going to lose 
consciousness. 

The barn started spinning around for Becky. She felt the strength going out 
of her body. Her knees became very weak and she moaned loudly as she started 
falling. 

If her hands weren't bound so securely behind her back and against the beam, 
she would have simply fallen down into the hay, helpless, exhausted, and 
beaten. 

However the knots that Tom had tied were quite expert. He had really 
developed his bondage techniques. She couldn't slip very much at all. She 
was tied there helplessly, and had no alternative other than to stand and 
take everything that Tom dished out. 

And that was plenty! 

"Now maybe you'll shut your fucking mouth," Tom screamed. 

It was obvious he was pissed off. He didn't like it when he was ready to 
fuck and she made him wait. When he wanted to screw he didn't want anything 
or anyone getting in the way. He wanted full say over when and how he would 
fuck her. After all, she was the no good slave, and he was the brawny stud 
master. He was the one that was calling the shots. He was the one that would 
say when things would be done, how, and why. 

Becky had to keep her mouth shut, and he would teach her that lesson one way 
or another, if it was the last fucking thing he did. 

He felt that he had beat her now. She was whimpering, her head hanging down 
in a defeated position. She wasn't uttering any more sounds of protest. She 
was giving into him, quietly, and without words telling him to go ahead and 
do whatever the hell he wanted to and with her. 

She was his slave, and now she was obeying her master. She was his to fuck, 
to ravage, to do whatever pleased him. She gave in totally. She was his, all 
his! 

"That's better," Tom said as he moved in on her, his cock waving in front of 
him, the cum dripping out of the tip. It was shaking and quivering wildly 
and looked like it had a lot of fucking cum inside of it, just dying to come 
flying out of the piss slit at the tip of the cock head. 

Becky saw the cock through half-closed eyes. She knew that she was about to 
get a screwing more powerful than any Tom had given her thus far, and she 
was looking forward to it. 

Even in her dazed, bruised and battered condition, she loved the boy and 
wanted him to ravage her. 

He couldn't possibly fuck her savagely enough to please her. She could take 
it as brutal as he wanted to give it to her and she was convinced that 
today, perhaps because of the heightened excitement of the winning game and 
all, he was going to let her have it like never before. 

Tom grabbed his cock and aimed the throbbing cum-dripping head right at the 
center of her cunt hole. Usually he worked his long ten-inch thick love pole 
down into her love chute slowly, enjoying the feeling of the cuntal 
membranes surrounding his cock shaft and squeezing it. 

Today was different! 

Today he wanted to rape her! 

In one movement, so fast it surprised even himself, not to mention the way 
it surprised the helplessly bound and suffering young cunt Becky, he shoved 
his cock all the way down into her cunt. 

He pushed forward so savagely that the thrust literally took Becky's breath 
away. She went to scream, but nothing came out. She felt an unbelievable 
amount of pain as the monstrous mauler sliced up into her cunt. 

It flew all the way to the backmost regions of her pussy and she felt the 
huge cum-laden balls banging up against the front of her twat. 

She whimpered and tears streamed down her cheeks, as the tree-trunk like 
cock flew into her, filling her to capacity, forcing her cunt lips further 
and further apart until she thought the cock was actually going to rip her 
insides apart. 

She hardly had time to think about what had happened, when Tom pulled the 
cock all the way out of her, only to shove it back into her wet warm pussy 
once more, with just the same amount of savage thrust (or maybe even more) 
than he had just done. 

He grabbed hold of her tits and squeezed them savagely, making sure that he 
tortured the bruised and battered nipples by squeezing them with his 
fingernails, as he continued to ram his love pole in and out of her cunt as 
furiously as he could. 

Over and over again the cock flew up into her cunt, and each thrust was more 
savage than the one before it. 

Tom didn't know if he was going or coming. The feelings of sexual bliss, 
brought on by the way he was dominating so totally the helpless creature, 
was sending him into fits of passion that he had not expected. 

He had wanted to fuck her silly, making his orgasm last for a long time 
until he had really bruised and battered her open and available pussy, but 
he just got too fucking hot to control himself. 

He had to give in to the pleasure the cunt was affording his huge 
pile-driving pecker. 

He wanted to cum! 

He had to cum! 

He was going to cum! 

"Take all this fucking juice, you no good fucking slut," he screamed, as the 
torrent of cum began to squirt out of the tip of his cock and spew up into 
her snatch hole. 

Becky was delirious with a combination of both pain and pure ecstasy as she 
felt the cock slamming in and out of her cunt, the huge balls banging the 
front of her lightly haired twat, and her body being slammed against the 
huge wooden beam where she was so helplessly bound. 

Her own orgasm began to flow. She couldn't have held it back if she had 
wanted to. What Tom was doing was far too exciting for her to control her 
emotions. 

She let them go, and at the same time let her orgasm go. Her own womanly 
juices exuded from her twat, mixing with the cum that was gushing out of 
Tom's prick, and together their oils made a lake of cum. 

It drooled down over Becky's hot creamy-white thighs and Tom sighed as he 
made the last few strokes in and out of her. 

He was satisfied. 

Once again she had pleased him. 

Once again his slave had served him well. 

And once again he realized how very very much he loved and needed her. 

It was like being in heaven, and they were both happier than they had ever 
been before in their whole fucking life. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

The next couple of months seemed to hold a pattern for the two lovers. 

Everything that Tom did seemed to make him more and more of a winner in the 
community's eyes. Ever since he won that state championship football game 
and had won the respect of everyone around, things had really been going his 
way. 

It was amazing that Tom didn't develop one hell of a swelled head, but he 
didn't. He was still friendly to everyone, and remained basically the same 
type of guy he had always been. The one thing that Becky did notice, was the 
pattern of their sexual activities. It took her a little time to realize 
exactly what was going down, but then it became so obvious that even she 
couldn't ignore it. 

What was happening was that Tom was attacking her brutally every time 
something good happened to him. 

It was strange, considering most lovers would congratulate each other with 
something soft and gentle, but Tom congratulated Becky by beating her up, 
and she realized that she was going right along with it, giving herself to 
him openly and letting him abuse her in any way she saw fit. 

Becky could tell when she was going to get ravaged the most severely. 

They always had good sex, but when Tom one a prize, or got a good grade on a 
paper, or anything especially nice happened to him, then she could expect a 
particularly rough session in the barn that day-and she always got it. 

"Becky, Becky," Tom yelled to her that afternoon in the school corridor. 

"Hi Tom?" 

She hadn't seen him all day. The state fair was that afternoon, and those 
with prize animals to be judged were allowed to leave classes for the day. 
Tom had taken Suzy his pet lamb to be judged and had left for Brentwood, a 
little town about fifty miles away early that morning. 

"Guess what?" 

"What sugar?" Becky said, telling already that he must have won some kind of 
a prize. 

He had that little-kid look he got whenever something went his way. It was 
the first sign that would mean she was in for a particularly heavy beating 
and she had grown to recognize it instantly. 

"Suzy won first prize!" 

He pulled out the huge blue ribbon that he had been concealing from his 
pretty blonde-haired girl friend. He waved it in front of her as the huge 
smile spread across his handsome well-tanned face. 

"Oh Tom, oh Tom," she cried. She couldn't help herself. She jumped forward 
and threw her arms around his neck. They tried not to show much emotion in 
school, even though everyone did know that Becky was Tom's girl. It just 
wasn't good to keep advertising it, especially since they wanted their 
privacy kept intact. 

Tom didn't fight her off. He was happy and proud that his favorite animal 
had won first. 

He hadn't given up his sexual explorations with the lamb just because he had 
gotten into fucking around with Becky. 

As a matter of fact, he had even gotten into fucking the pretty little lamb 
Suzy. Of course it wasn't the same as fucking Becky's tight little wet 
pussy, but there was a definite turn-on about plowing his ten-inch mauler up 
into the lambs tight hole. 

Suzy was more of a friend than just an animal, and it was a great 
accomplishment on his part to take care of her so well, training her, and 
grooming her so that she came out with the fucking blue ribbon. 

He was elated and overjoyed and he held Becky to his strong muscular chest 
tightly. He felt really good, and Becky knew that as usual, this would 
probably mean another session in the bam, more pain, more anguish and of 
course-more pleasure! 

"Come on, let's cut the last class and go to the bam and 'celebrate'," Tom 
moaned. 

Becky knew what he was suggesting. 

"Listen, I can't. I have a history test this period. I have to take it." 

"I'm going to the bam," Tom said, suddenly breaking their hot embrace and 
sounding much colder in his tone of voice, "and I expect you there in 
fifteen minutes." 

With that, he turned and walked away. 

He had left her standing in the hall, books in hand, and head spinning with 
confusion. 

She had an obligation to her school work. One of the reasons her mother let 
her have so much freedom and independence was because she was a straight A 
student. She knew all too well that if her grades dropped, everything would 
change. Her mother would come down on her, take away her allowance (as 
little as it already was) and confine her to her house until the next 
semester. She would have to show her mother that the grades were improved 
before her mother would once again return her freedom. 

Becky refused to let that happen. She would die before she would be told 
that she couldn't see Tom. Nothing could stand in the way of that, not even 
Tom's own pleasure over winning the blue ribbon and his obvious need for 
hasty sexual release because of it. 

Yes, she had a decision to make, and she decided that she would stay in 
school and take her History test. If it was maybe any other subject she 
might have skipped it, but not History. She had felt that the teacher had 
had it in for her ever since the first day of class, and she didn't want to 
give him a chance to fail her, or even drop her down to a B or C. 

No, she had to stay and take the test. She knew he wouldn't let her make it 
up unless she had an outrageous and very real excuse for missing it. That 
was something that she couldn't dream up even if she wanted to. Her mother 
would never stand by and he for her, telling the teacher she had taken ill 
or something. 

She had to take the test, she just had to. 

She knew that Tom was going to be furious. 

She knew that he wasn't about to stand for anything coming before his own 
sexual need, and that he would most definitely make her pay for her 
hesitation. 

She felt that that was something she would have to put up with. She would 
have to take the wrath of his savage vengeance, no matter what it was, no 
matter how hot and heavy he attacked her. 

She just had to stay and take the test. 

* * * 

All through the class Becky was nervous. She tried to concentrate on the 
tough questions in the History quarterly exam, but it wasn't easy. 

She kept seeing images of Tom pacing back and forth at the bam. She knew 
that he was going to be getting madder and madder, and that his anger would 
grow and grow until he saw her. Then he would take it all out on her, 
attacking her, brutally and savagely demeaning and punishing her for daring 
to stand him up, for daring to disobey an "order". 

When class was over, Becky raced the mile home to the farm. She was sweating 
nervously when she threw open the bam door. Tom was standing there, staring 
right at her. He had a huge bullwhip in his hand, and he was stark naked. 

His cock was limp, and hanging down dejectedly between his smooth-skinned 
and well muscled thighs. 

Becky's -.heart started beating madly. She knew that he was furious, and yet 
he wasn't saying a word to her. He just looked at her, and started slapping 
the bullwhip in his open right palm. 

She knew she was going to get her fanny tanned. He wanted to whip her ass 
good. She could tell that without him even saying anything to her. 

She figured that she had better get undressed rapidly and put herself in his 
hands, and beg for mercy. She wouldn't even make him wait to ask her. 

She would be ahead of him. 

She owed him that much respect for disobeying his order. 

Becky knew that later, perhaps later that same night, she could talk to him 
and reason with him. She would explain to him why she disobeyed him and 
stayed for the History test. She would explain to him why she was really 
thinking of them in the long run when she stayed. But right now, she had to 
strip and let him attack her body. Right now she had to play the part of a 
naughty slave, a slave that had disobeyed her master, a slave that now, 
obviously, had to be punished and punished but good. 

Becky quickly pulled down her tight jeans and her form-fitting sweater. She 
never wore undergarments now, wanting to be able to fuck Tom at the drop of 
a hat, and not wanting to have to worry about all kinds of clothes to get in 
and out of and worry about taking care of. 

Becky was naked. Stark naked, and standing in front of her master. She 
looked at the handsome well-muscled stud, and saw the huge cock dangling in 
front of his body. He started to get a hard-on as he stared at her naked 
flesh. She watched the cock rise and rise until it was finally at its huge, 
fully-erect, ten-inch state of being. 

The cock always excited her, especially when it was hard and ready to fuck 
the way it was now, and she felt the juices flowing from her pussy in a 
steady little dripping fashion. 

She immediately walked over to a saw horse that was leaning up against one 
side of the barn and threw herself over it. Her ass was jutting high up in 
the air, naked, open and available, offering itself to the masterful whip of 
her savage attacker, her lover, boyfriend and master, Tom. 

Tom didn't waste another second. He knew that he was in complete control, 
and that he had to teach her a lesson that she would not soon forget. She 
had disobeyed him, for whatever reason, and even if she had been right in 
doing so he had to teach her that his commands came first. 

He walked over to her laid-out body and lifted the whip high in the air. 
With one mighty down stroke that made the huge bullwhip crack in the quiet 
afternoon air inside the barn, he lashed her bared bottom very savagely. 

The whip dug into the flesh and Becky screamed as she felt the slicing 
leather tear into her. 

She tightened her buttocks reflexively as the bullwhip started lashing into 
her over and over again. 

The juices began to flow out of her pussy as Tom repeatedly beat the shit 
out of her butt. Over and over again she had to suffer the uncalled for 
amount of pain the leather whip was bringing her. 

She was being punished, just like she was a little girl (which actually she 
was even though she felt more like a grown-up woman) and it was humiliating. 

Tears of anguish and humiliation streamed down over her soft blushed cheeks 
as Tom mercilessly tore into her backside with the extra-thick, extra-long, 
and extra-painful whip. 

It seemed that the harder he beat her, the harder he wanted to. Tom's cock 
was waving in front of his body like it had a mind of its own. 

Indeed, his cock wanted to fuck. His cock wanted to once again feel the 
tight wet warmth of his slave's pussy surrounding the sensitive shaft. 

He wanted to screw her but good. 

"You fucking no good whore," he started yelling. He dropped the whip and 
grabbed Becky by her hair, jerking her up off the saw-horse and throwing her 
down in the hay. 

Before Becky had a chance to get her head together, he was on top of her and 
was plowing all ten inches of his cock right up into her pussy hole. 

Becky dug her fingernails into his muscular back and squeezed for all her 
might as she felt the powerful love sausage slamming in and out of her, like 
Tom hadn't fucked a girl in months. 

The truth of the matter was, that they had already had a stimulating session 
that day. 

When Tom had found out that he was being called in for the finals of the 
judging with Suzy standing at least a fair chance at a blue ribbon, he had 
insisted that Becky meet him in the barn before school for a little 
pre-victory celebration. 

Even as the sun was coming up over the cornfields, Becky and Tom were in the 
bam screwing their brains out. She knew that he couldn't be horny, and that 
his rough attack was only because he had gotten mad that she had 
deliberately disobeyed one of his orders, something any good slave, in his 
opinion, should never do to her master. 

Tom jammed all ten inches of his pile-driving pecker in and out of her just 
as fast and as hard as he could. 

Tom could feel her fingernails digging into his muscular back, cutting the 
flesh, and tearing him so that he started to bleed slightly. 

The rough treatment on her part excited him. She had never been this savage 
with him before. She usually just lay there and took whatever he dished out. 
He liked her fighting back like this, and realized suddenly that it excited 
him tremendously. 

He registered this response in the back of his mind and realized that 
sometime, at a later date, he would have to explore the possibilities of his 
pretty little blonde slave being more aggressive herself. 

For right now, all he wanted to do was cum, and so that was just what the 
hell he did. 

As his cock continued stroking in and out of her with savagely increasing 
thrusts, Becky began to once again, as she had done so many times in the 
past, squeeze her creamy-white thighs together which in turn made her pussy 
lips grip the cock that was flying in and out of her. 

She literally squeezed the cum right out of him. The cum began to gush into 
her and she screamed with delight. She had been quiet all this time. No 
longer could she contain the bubbling emotion inside of her. She had to let 
it out verbally and she did just that. 

She screamed and screamed as the cum flew up into her cunt, and her own 
orgasm mixed with his. The juices flowed out of her pussy soaking his cock, 
and the happy couple continued to fuck savagely until they were exhausted. 

They had both enjoyed still another brutal, savage, and wildly exciting 
orgasm. 

They were exhausted, but they were happy. 

And once more, the pain had played a very important part in their pleasure. 
It was mutually satisfying pain, a pain that they had both grown to love and 
depend on. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Tom was an all around athlete. It seemed that every sport he went out for in 
high school he excelled at. 

He was a winner in everything he did, and Becky was no exception to the 
rule. 

Tom had done a lot of running around the farm. He liked to keep in shape by 
jogging. He would usually get up when the sun did and run back and forth 
through the com fields until it was time to meet Becky for school. When 
Spring came, Becky suggested that he try-out for the track team. He had 
never done any running in high school, but he felt confident that he could 
at least make the team. 

He made the team all right, and after some hot and heavy training, Tom 
became the first boy ever in the country to break the four-minute mile. 

The day that it happened Becky was sitting on the side-lines. 

Needless to say, she was extremely excited. She found a seat in the comer of 
the grandstand. Although there were people in front of her, there was no one 
behind her and there was no one immediately on either side of her. 

She decided to be a little bold. She was very hot and excited at the 
prospect of seeing Tom run the exciting race. It was the last track meet of 
the season, and rumors had begun spreading that Tom might just break the 
four-minute mile that day. 

He had been training especially hard, so hard as a matter of fact that their 
love life had slacked off. Becky hadn't minded because she knew how very 
much this race and helping the team win the championship, once again, was to 
her handsome young stud boyfriend. 

Becky felt very proud that she was Tom's girl, and she wanted to stand 
behind him and beside him in everything he did, including all sports 
activities. 

Tom had always been popular with the girls, but now that he was maturing and 
going out for all these various sports in school, he literally had every 
cunt in school after his cock. 

Of course Becky was the only one that Tom was interested in, and this made 
Becky very proud. 

The other girls were jealous of her, and wondered just what the hell she had 
that they didn't. What they didn't know, was that it was Becky's totally 
submissive slave-like attitude, allowing Tom to tie and beat her whenever he 
fucking pleased, that made him desire her so much. 

This they still kept a secret from the rest of the school. All of their hot 
sex life was their own business, and everyone else could just fuck off when 
it came to knowing what they did when they were alone in the bam. 

The barn was still their sanctuary. Tom had become such a super-star in the 
school, and Becky had retained her straight-A average, so both of their 
parents were extremely proud of them and gave them even more freedom than 
they had before. 

They were never questioned, and were allowed to stay out very late at night. 
They were trusted, and that was just what the hot homy couple wanted. 

They were the ideal couple in everyone's I eye, and that was an image that 
they decided was of the utmost importance to maintain, especially 
considering how wild and perverted they really were. They had to keep it a 
secret, they just had to. 

Becky was homy as hell this particular Spring afternoon. What with all the 
training, and studying for finals that were right around the comer, they had 
both been too busy to get together much in the bam. 

Becky hadn't been tied and abused in almost a month, and her body was 
craving abuse and sexual release. 

Becky felt the warm cunt juices oozing out I of her pussy as she saw Tom 
come out onto the track to run the mile. His uniform fit him very tightly. 
Even though he was wearing a jock strap, the outline of his gigantic 
ten-inch prick could clearly be seen. 

Becky wanted to jump off the fucking bench and drop to her knees in front of 
him, begging him to shove the cock down into her f throat and make her drink 
the cum. 

Of course this was out of the question. 

They did have their reputation to consider. 

Becky squeezed her creamy-white thighs together gently, and then as the 
beginning of the race neared she became more persistent in her masturbatory 
technique. 

She felt the heated passion rising between her legs and knew that if she 
kept on rubbing her knees together in this fashion she would be reaching 
orgasm before she knew it. 

She had been finger-fucking herself to sleep for several weeks. She was too 
homy a young cunt to just simply go without sex. She had to continually 
relieve herself, and she had found that finger-fucking was one hell of a way 
to do it. 

Of course this means of sexual release was hardly equivalent to what it was 
like when Tom fucked her, or shoved his cock down into her hot sucking 
mouth, but nevertheless it was something and it would have to do until after 
this race, when the track season would officially be over and hopefully they 
could get together in the barn once more. 

Becky felt her heart starting to beat madly as the other runners took their 
marks. 

Tom was so much more handsome than any of the others, and his body was so 
much more powerful. His long muscular legs glistened in the early afternoon 
sun, and Becky was so proud she was his girl she thought she was just going 
to cum right then and there. 

She couldn't control herself when the gun went off signaling the start of 
the mile. 

She slowly slipped her right hand under her tiny mini-skirt, and with her 
index finger she parted her cunt Ups and shoved the hot little appendage 
right up into the center of her juicing cunt hole. 

Becky moaned loudly as she began to stick her finger in and out of her cunt. 
She was getting hotter and hotter as the race continued. 

The crowd was screaming and staring at the racers, and she felt confident 
that none of them would be watching her. Just the same, she had a sweater 
over her lap in case anyone took a peek. 

Of course the more excited she became, as the race drew near its conclusion 
the sweater began to bob up and down, and anyone taking the time to really 
look at the young blonde vixen could easily figure out what she was up to. 

However, the eyes were all on Tom and that was just the way she liked it. 

As the men came around the last corner, heading for the tape which (by no 
coincidence) was right in front of her, Becky began to finger-fuck herself 
furiously. 

She jabbed her index finger in and out of her fucking cunt just as fast as 
she could go, tickling her clit, and making her young girlish juices flow 
from her hot box like an exploding dam. 

As Tom approached the tape, she quickened her stroking. As he hit the tape, 
and the light board in the center of the field registered that he had won, 
and had done it in 3:58, Becky was so excited that she came. 

She jabbed her finger mercilessly into her hot steaming and profusely 
dripping box and the cum just flew and flew out of her cunt. 

It was the wildest orgasm she had had in a long fucking time and she went 
with it completely. She closed her eyes and fucked her twat with her finger 
until she couldn't see straight. Everyone was watching the racers finish one 
after another, and cheering on the team to victory. 

Becky had cum, and it had been fantastic. 

* * * 

About an hour later, Tom and Becky were once again alone in the bam. As had 
happened so many times in the past, whenever Tom won any kind of 
recognition, at anything, no matter what, he seemed to have to take this 
pleasure out on Becky in the form of a sadistic beating or fucking. 

This was okay with Becky. 

Becky had enjoyed one hell of a violent orgasm sitting on the bleachers 
watching her handsome stud lover run the four-minute mile, but now she was 
just as hot as a young twat to fuck him. It was as if she hadn't had sex at 
all an hour before. Her body was alive with pleasure, as once more Tom began 
to be the dominant figure in her life, to boss her around, to humiliate and 
use her in any way he saw fit. 

She loved it. 

The rougher he was, the rougher she wanted him to be. 

She couldn't get enough of the slave master relationship to satisfy her, and 
she let Tom know in no uncertain terms, that there were no limits when it 
came to pain and humiliation. He could do to and with her whatever the fuck 
he pleased, and this particular day he looked like he was going to do just 
that. 

Tom didn't say a word to her. As usual, he tied her up to the beam and began 
to fuck the living shit out of her. Tom was very tired from his race and all 
the excitement of the conquest he had made, but it only made him want to 
plow into her all the more. 

He fucked her harder than he ever had, and when he began to cum, Becky 
thought that a tidal wave had been released inside of her pussy. 

The cum gushed and gushed out of Tom's huge ten-inch pile-driving pecker, 
filling her to the brim with its hot squirting fluids. 

So much cum flew out of his cock as a matter of fact that it overflowed her 
cunt hole and began oozing down over her creamy-white thighs. 

Becky screamed and shook as the cum gushed into her and down her legs. Her 
own orgasm, even though she had just had one less than two hours before, was 
earth-shattering. 

Her cum gushed out of her cunt and mixed with her young lover's cum in a 
pool of sexual bliss. 

As usual, the young couple had fucked each other silly. When it was over, 
Tom pulled out of her and fell over onto the hay stack. He didn't even 
bother to untie Becky. 

Tom was so exhausted from the race and then from the stimulating fuck of his 
young, helplessly tied girlfriend, that he simply fell asleep. Becky had to 
stand there, tied securely to the beam, ropes cutting into her wrists 
savagely, while Tom snored away, naked, on the pile of hay at her feet. 

It was a humiliating experience, but as usual, Becky loved it! 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Tom decided that now that he had accomplished a winner attitude in all the 
sports he had tried out for, that he should put some of his positive energy 
toward his scholastic achievements as well. 

Becky was very proud of him for reaching this decision. Although lie wasn't 
a particularly bad student, he never really excelled the way Becky did and 
pulled in all straight A's. 

Tom's grades were mostly C's. Occasionally he got lucky and pulled in a B if 
he felt like studying a particular semester. 

Tom decided, with Becky's help, that he was going to be a super student the 
last quarter. 

He really buckled down to his books. Becky helped him study every night, and 
using the winner attitude that had gotten into him from winning the races 
and other sports activities, Tom soon pulled all of his grades up and made 
Becky extremely proud of him. To Becky, it seemed that the more she knew him 
the more she loved him. He was just a fantastic young person, and to top it 
all off he had the biggest and best cock in the fucking land. 

There was a huge science fair coming up, and Tom told Becky that he wanted 
to win it. He wasn't interested in the money and the ribbons, but he was 
interested in showing the county and the other kids in school that he could 
excel in something other than athletic achievements. 

He was determined to win the contest, and he spent hours and hours every 
night before the judging on his project. He built a mini space-ship, 
complete with module, and tiny space men. He wrote a long well-explained 
report on space travel, planetary orbits, and other pertinent information. 

Becky and Tom were both nervous when it came time for the judging. There 
were ten schools in all competing in the inter-county science fair, and that 
meant a lot of smart young kids had their own good science projects up for 
the ribbon. 

But, as fate would have it, Tom won. 

Becky was ecstatic. She had put many long exhausting hours in at night with 
Tom, helping him research, helping him draw the many varied descriptive 
posters, and she was now really happy that the effort had paid off. 

She saw the admiring looks that everyone was giving Tom after the event. 
They knew, as she did now, that Tom was an all-around great student. He 
could be good in sports, but good in his school work as well, a combination 
that wasn't found in many young people nowadays. 

"Let's go to the bam and celebrate," Tom said to Becky quietly after the 
blue ribbon had been pinned to his shirt at the judging. 

"Yes, yes, let's go, sir," Becky said respectfully. 

She had really gotten into the slave master thing. She was his servant, and 
she never stopped playing the role. She was at his beck and call, his total 
obedient slave, and she would worship the ground he walked on. She would do 
whatever he wanted her to do, however painful or however humiliating that 
might mean. 

"You two going off to celebrate as usual?" Tom's mother said. 

"Yes, mom," Tom said politely, like the nice little boy everyone thought he 
was. 

Becky had to smile, but she kept it inside of her. If Tom's parents, or her 
parents, or for that matter anyone in the whole fucking school knew that 
their form of celebration was wild uninhibited and unusually perverse sex, 
then they would drop dead. 

They kept up their image, however, so they could get away with it. Now that 
both of their marks were up in the A category they were simply 
unapproachable for any form of discipline or suspicion. 

They were the ideal students-or so everyone thought! 

Tom and Becky, as usual after one of Tom's various triumphs, raced off to 
the bam. It was time once again to get down to some hot and heavy fucking, 
and they could hardly wait. 

Tom and Becky were ready to get down to business once again. The old 
familiar fuck-ground, the bam, was there and waiting for them. 

Tom tore off the blue-ribbon from his shirt, and then proceeded to tear off 
the rest of his clothes. 

Becky watched her handsome stud lover as he proceeded to undress in front of 
her. She felt the juices beginning to stir in her cunt at once as she gazed 
at the muscular young rugged flesh being exposed before her. 

When he pulled off his tight-fitting faded jeans and once again she saw all 
ten inches of that beautiful cock spring out in front of him, as usual, her 
breath was taken away. 

She adored the big fat cock, and there wasn't anything that she wouldn't do 
for it, or to it, or with it. It was like it had become part of her 
life-indeed, a very important part of her life, something that she needed to 
fucking survive! 

As usual, after winning some kind of prize, Tom had a particularly cruel 
look on his face. 

Becky smiled inwardly, as she thought how much Tom changed when he was alone 
with her in the barn. He seemed so simple, uncomplicated and innocent around 
other people, but once alone with her in the hot setting of the smelly old 
deserted bam, he became the cruel and demanding master that she had grown to 
love and worship with her every breath. 

She was his slave and she loved it. 

"Take off your clothes, cunt," he screamed at her, and then proceeded to 
slap her hard across the right cheek, for no apparent reason other than the 
pure fun and pleasure of it. 

His blow had been particularly forceful and it had sent Becky flying into 
the hayloft. 

She knew better than to lie there and whimper, although that is what she 
felt like doing. She jumped up quickly, eager to show him that she wanted 
desperately to obey his every wish and command. 

She tore off her clothes, and was stark naked before Tom could blink. 

She was fast, she was eager, and she was ready! 

Becky lay down on the hay and stared at the handsome young stud. He walked 
around her slowly, looking at her, as if he was deciding in what way he 
could best humiliate her today. 

They had done so many various forms of humiliating torture, she wondered 
what he could do next. She knew that he would never run out of ways to 
dominate her, and that excited her tremendously. 

"You fucking slut, I don't know what I'm gonna do with you today. You no 
good cock-sucking bitch," he said. 

Tom's cock was dripping cum. It was standing way out in front of him, as 
usual, rock hard and ready for action. He stood right over her face and 
squeezed the shaft, running his hand along the sensitive underside of the 
thick love pole, and let the cum drip out of the tip and fall freely down 
onto her face. 

Becky opened her mouth wide and let the cum-drippings slip into her mouth. 
She licked and slurped them up gleefully, enjoying every morsel, every ounce 
of the precious life-giving fluid. 

"Oh master, let me suck it, let me take it into my mouth. Let me make you 
feel good! Oh master, I love you, ohhhhh!" she cried. 

"You fucking slave, you no good piece of shit," Tom said, looking down at 
the young blonde girl writhing about underneath him. 

She was begging him, and he decided to give her a break. Of course his cock 
was roaring hard, dripping cum juice, and screaming to be sucked. 

No one could suck a cock like Becky could, and he was eager to have her do 
it. Of course he had to let her believe that he didn't care, and that he was 
only doing her a favor by letting her suck it. 

"Okay, bitch, suck that cock," Tom said. 

He kneeled down, straddling her huge breasts with his smooth muscular legs. 
He squeezed his thighs together which made her tits stand up and out in a 
sexy way. 

He grabbed his cock and started slapping her across the face with it. She 
opened her mouth wide and tried to take the cock inside to begin sucking it, 
but he wouldn't let her. He just kept beating her with the prick head for 
the longest time. 

Finally, he became too excited himself. He longed to feel her hot wet mouth 
surrounding his cock shaft, so he grabbed her hair, shoved her neck way back 
so that her head was arched in the proper angle, and then rammed all ten 
inches of his cock down into her eagerly awaiting mouth cavity. 

Becky choked because the cock was so big and because it was forced into her 
mouth so rapidly and savagely, but she managed to readjust her position just 
enough under Tom to suck the cock properly. 

Becky slurped all ten inches in and out of her mouth. Tom held onto her long 
blonde hair, pulling it almost out of the fucking roots, as the cock sliced 
between her parted Ups, diving in and out of the backmost recesses of her 
hot mouth cavity. 

She was sucking the cock like the fucking slave that she was, giving her all 
to the blow job, sucking it as if her fucking life depended on it. 

In and out of Becky's mouth went Tom's flying cock. He felt the cum 
beginning to boil in his balls and in the base of his shaft and he knew that 
he wasn't going to be able to keep this up for very much longer without 
shooting his load. 

Suddenly Tom got an idea. He wanted to try something new, something that he 
had never done before. Becky was his slave and she would willingly do 
anything that he told her to do. He wanted to make her do something that he 
had never made her do before, something extremely humiliating and 
disgusting, something that would gross her out and only go to show once more 
that he was the master and that she was his slave, a piece of no good shit 
that had only one purpose in life-to obey him! 

Tom pulled all ten inches of his huge cock meat out of her mouth. He moved 
forward so that his huge balls were against her Ups. 

"Suck those balls," he ordered. 

Becky quickly did as she was told. 

She pulled first one and then the other ball into her mouth. She sucked them 
savagely, rolling them around on the inner part of her hot wet mouth cavity, 
until Tom was shaking and quivering over her in a state of pure erotic 
passion, a passion that she was creating with her hot talented mouth. 

Becky loved sucking his cock and balls and put her all into it, but suddenly 
Tom move forward on her even more, so that his ass hole was now over her 
face. 

Becky smelled the odor of his butt and she was scared. He had never made her 
suck his butt hole before and she didn't know if she could do it. 

She was willing to please him in any way that she possibly could, but this 
was even too perverted for her. 

The slight hesitation that she made was all Tom needed to be pissed off. 

"You fucking cunt, how dare you stop servicing your master," he screamed, 
and with his fist he punched her hard in her bare and vulnerable stomach. 

Becky doubled over in agony as the breath was forced out of her lungs. She 
coughed and gagged and spit. She could have killed Tom for hurting her like 
that, but she didn't dare do anything but what he had ordered her to do. 
Nothing else. 

Becky opened her mouth wide and closed her lips right over his ass hole. She 
soon found out that not only was it not as bad as she had originally thought 
it would be, but she was actually beginning to enjoy it. 

She kissed the entire area around his butt hole with her mouth and tongue, 
and then proceeded to shove her tongue right up into his hole. 

Tom screamed out when she did this and she knew that she must be pleasing 
him tremendously. His whole body was shaking as if it had been electrocuted 
and she noticed that the deeper her tongue went up into his butt hole, the 
more excited he seemed to become. 

Becky continued to rim her master out just as wildly as she could. Tom was 
getting so excited he didn't know what to do, except cum, and so that was 
just what he did. 

With his right hand he began to flog his huge ten-inch dick. He rubbed the 
sensitive cock shaft back and forth, letting the skin slip over the bulbous 
cock head that was already dripping cum profusely. 

He knew that his orgasm was not far away. He wasn't going to have to pull 
his meat hard at all. Gentle back and forth strokes, coupled with the erotic 
sensations of pleasure that he was feeling as Becky sucked his ass hole, 
would easily bring him to a stimulating and earth-shattering explosion of 
cum. 

Tom reached down over Becky's smooth body until his fingertip of his left 
hand reached her cunt. 

He felt the hot twat and the juicing gushing fluid that was oozing out of 
it. He stuck his finger right up into the hole and began to finger-fuck her, 
while she rimmed his ass hole, and while he continued to flog his own love 
pole. 

Their three motions got into a simultaneous and mutually exciting rhythm, 
and Tom knew that the motions could only result in one thing, and that was 
to allow them to both cum in one glorious cum-bursting orgasm. 

The faster he jammed his finger in and out of Becky's cunt, the faster she 
sucked his ass hole, and then the faster he ran his strong hand back and 
forth against his sensitive cock shaft. 

It wasn't long before their passions were at an all-time peak, and they knew 
that they were both going to have to cum. 

Suddenly Tom screamed. 

"Ahhhhhh!" 

Becky knew that he was gonna cum. 

"Yes, master, let me have it, cum all over my face," she yelled, and then 
shoved her tongue even further up into his ass hole. 

She shoved her tongue as far into his butt hole as she possible could, 
twirling the sensitive* tongue muscle all around at the same time she was 
sending it in and out of the hot wet hole with snake-like accuracy. 

Tom quivered and shook and then the cum began to fly out of his cock. He 
smeared the cum all over her forehead and got it into her long pretty blonde 
hair. 

Becky loved the feeling of cum smearing on her, and it made her own orgasm 
begin to explode. 

Of course Tom had never once let up with his own stimulating finger-fucking 
action. He continued to jam his finger in and out of her cunt hole just as 
fast as he could go. When he began to cum, his finger flew in and out of her 
cunt even faster. 

His finger was a blur as it parted her cunt lips, and tickled her clit. Her 
juices began to gush out of her cunt and she shook and shook in the throes 
of her own womanly orgasm. 

The two tortured teens came and came together in one blissful and extremely 
erotic explosion of pleasure. 

As usual, they had satisfied one another completely. 

* * * 

There was one more team that Tom had not tried out for, and it was the 
basketball team. He decided that he had to conquer it. It was almost 
expected of him by now from all of his classmates. They expected him to 
excel in everything he did because he had been doing it for the whole 
fucking year, and now he had to do it so that they wouldn't be disappointed. 

Also, he liked to impress Becky. She was his girl, and he liked the look in 
her eyes when he won at another sport, or got another A in school. 

So it was the basketball tryouts that took his attention now, and as in the 
other sports that he tried out for, he made the team with little trouble. 

The school had always had the best basketball team around, and now with Tom 
on their side they were even better. They went through the season wiping out 
every other team. 

The last game was sensational, with Tom scoring the most points, as he had 
done in the last dozen games or so. He was a star once more, and once more 
Becky was proud of him. 

Becky had decided that she would try-out for cheerleader so that she could 
travel with Tom, since most of their games were "away" games. 

She made the squad, and travelled on the same bus as the football team. She 
got to sit with Tom, and squeeze his cock when no one was looking to and 
from the other schools. 

After the last game on the way home, the bus driver said that he would treat 
the team members and the cheerleaders to a burger and a shake at a roadside 
stand. He parked the bus under a huge tree in the back parking lot and 
everyone jumped out to eat their goodies. 

Becky and Tom had other ideas. 

They could think of many other ways to celebrate the victory over Allegheny 
High School other than guzzling down a burger and a thick shake with fries. 

A little sexual warfare was more to their appetites. 

They stayed on the bus and waited till all the kids were off. They went to 
work immediately, making out passionately. Tom squeezed Becky's big fat 
juicy tits through her cheerleader's sweater. Her tits seemed to get bigger 
and bigger every time he grabbed them, and indeed she was a gigantic size 
thirty-eight D now. 

He pinched the nipples and they became extremely hard. He leaned over and 
bit the tits through the sweater and Becky threw her head back on the seat, 
moaning and groaning like the wild animal she always felt like when Tom 
serviced her in this sexed-up fashion. 

Tom grabbed his sweaty jock strap out of his duffle bag, and shoved it into 
Becky's face. 

He made her smell the sweaty thing, rubbing it up against her nose, and 
shoving it back and forth across her lily-white cheeks. She gagged as the 
sweaty aroma permeated her nostrils, but she didn't fight him off. She was 
digging the perverted scene, as she dug all the weird things that Tom 
thought up to do with and to and for her. 

Becky loved him, she was still his number one slave, and was still willing 
to put up with anything Tom wanted to do. 

She grabbed the jock strap with her teeth and bit it as he continued to 
smear it around on her face. 

She breathed the sweaty manly odors into her nose as Tom reached under her 
skirt, pulled down her panties, and shoved his finger right up into her 
cunt. 

Becky moaned and closed her eyes. She was in sexual heaven. She was hot as 
hell and it didn't take Tom long to bring her to the point of sexual 
explosion. 

Becky pulled down Tom's zipper when she realized that he was going to 
finger-fuck her until she came. 

She grabbed his huge cock shaft and began to flog it up and down. They 
didn't care about the other kids, or the bus driver, or anything. All they 
cared about was making each other cum and shoot their loads of hot joy juice 
all over the place. 

She jerked his cock and he rammed his finger in and out of her snatch until 
they could take it no longer. 

They began to cum and cum and shake and quiver in the seat of the bus as 
their orgasms swept over their young nervous systems. 

They just barely had finished cumming and had pulled themselves somewhat 
together, when the first kids started loading back on the bus. 

"Hey, look at the lovebirds," one of the cheerleaders called out, "they 
aren't even hungry!" 

All the kids laughed. 

Becky and Tom each gave the rest of the kids one of their purest and 
sweetest and innocent smiles. 

Their crotches were soaked with cum, and once again they were very 
satisfied. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

It was summertime, and Becky and Tom continued to get to know one another 
sexually. It seemed that they never tired of being together, and Becky never 
tired of being Tom's slave. 

They fucked and sucked in every position imaginable, enjoying the full gamut 
of sexual combinations. They came and came and came, and it seemed like they 
would never tire of one another. 

Tom and Becky had been playing their slave and master game for almost two 
years. They had discovered their mutual attraction for one another when they 
were only sophomores in high school, and now they were graduating. 

The ceremony was out on the football field at sunset one warm June evening, 
and it was beautiful. 

As fate would have it, Tom and Becky were the two top scholastic students in 
the class, and they each had speeches to the other graduates. 

Their parents were extremely proud of them, and once again didn't think it 
strange when they turned down the offer to join the rest of the class on a 
last outing to the beach. 

"No," they both said, "we just want to be together." 

Their parents thought that was cute! They had already begun making wedding 
plans for the sexed-up teenagers, and Tom and Becky let them go right ahead 
with them. 

They weren't sure just what they were going to do. They didn't even know if 
they were going to stick around the small community now that they had 
graduated from high school. 

They both had splendid grades, and had several college offers, but sex was 
more to their liking. If there was a college majoring in sexual technique, 
they would have gone for sure. 

For right now, it was the barn once more, and playtime. 

This was a very special night. They had both just graduated from high 
school; with honors, and with the congratulating best wishes of the entire 
student and faculty body, not to mention their parents and other various 
relatives. 

They had to celebrate in a special way, and Tom felt that he wanted to do 
something totally different from anything he had ever done with the 
beautiful young blonde cunt Becky had bought a pair of black leather slacks 
to wear especially to please him on this special night, and he had bought a 
pair as well. They had had to send for the sexy leather outfits through the 
mail, and had had them sent to one of their cousins a couple of towns a way, 
a hot little cunt who wouldn't ask any questions or tell their parents that 
they were ordering clothes that were so hot and indecent that they had to be 
sent through the mail. 

They had picked up the leather pants the night before, and neither Tom nor 
Becky had seen each other in the clothes. 

They had the boxes under their arms when they walked into the bam. 

"Hey, let's put them on," Becky said. 

"Yeah, but I don't want to see you until you're in them, okay?" Tom pleaded. 

"Okay. You go over there behind the stall, and I'll go behind the hay loft 
here. We'll get dressed in our leather pants, and then when we're both ready 
we'll come out and see what each other looks like, okay?" 

"Yeah, yeah," Tom repeated, his mouth open and his tongue hanging on his hot 
sexy Ups. 

It was obvious that he was extremely excited. This was going to be a special 
night, in more ways than one. 

He could just feel it. 

Becky flew behind the hay loft and tore open the box. She was stripped in no 
time and pulling up the pants. They seemed to be very tight on her, and she 
literally had to force her hips down into them. 

They were snug as shit on her body, showing every wrinkle in her skin. 
Actually, the pants were more like a second skin then foreign material. 

They made her feel hot instantly, and already her cunt began to ooze juices 
just from the excitement she experienced by having the sexy leather pants 
surrounding her lower body. 

Becky pulled up the zipper and had to take a deep breath to clasp the large 
silver button at the top. She was into them, but they were tight as hell.' 
She bent down to her knees a couple of times to make the shiny tight black 
leather give just a little bit on her skin. 

The pants became more comfortable after a moment or two, but still fit her 
tight as shit. 

She left her shirt off, so that she was naked from the waist up. She had no 
shoes on, and the only thing on her body was the sexy black leather pants. 

She waited for Tom's call. 

* * * 

Tom was pulling up his own tight black leather pants, and was finding that 
they were fitting him just as tightly as his slave's were. 

He pulled and pulled to get them up over his rock-hard well-developed ass 
cheeks. He felt the leather slipping into the crack of his ass and the 
feeling of the sexy material rubbing against his cock and balls gave him an 
instant erection. 

Now Tom had a huge cock even when it was soft, and it was usually a problem 
to get it stuffed down into the front of whatever kind of pants he was 
wearing. 

But these pants were so fucking tight, and not only that but he now had a 
roaring hard-on, and that made it next to impossible to get the slick 
leather trousers up over his big fat prick. 

He had to take both hands and shove his mighty cock shaft down into the 
front of his pants. He could see the outline of his prick clearly in the 
front of the leather, as he slowly and carefully tucked his cock down deeper 
into his pants. 

He had to suck his rock-hard rippling gut in to pull up the zipper and then 
fasten the silver button at the top, but he finally made it. 

He was in the pants at last. 

He started imagining what Becky was going to look tike in her own leather 
pants, and hoped that they fit her just half as tight as his fit him. 

He couldn't wait another second to find out. 

He had to see her! 

He had to see her now! 

"Are you ready?" he called out. 

"Yes, and you?" 

"Yeah. Come on out," Tom answered. 

They both walked out into the middle of the barn. 

"Holy fucking shit," Tom called, when he got a look at his young blonde 
slave girlfriend in the sexy black leather pants. She was a sight for sore 
eyes, and instantly the cum gushed right out of the tip of his cock. 

"You're beautiful, lover," Becky said. 

She looked at the huge chest and rippling gut muscles of her well-developed 
boy friend. 

His body was rock hard and shining from the kerosene lamp hung in the comer 
of the old smelly barn. 

He was a super-stud all right, and he was all hers. 

As Tom stood there staring at her, he began to wonder just what he could do 
with her that would be completely different from anything that he had ever 
done, and then it hit him. 

"Becky, lover, I want you to be my master!" 

Becky couldn't believe her ears. 

No, he couldn't have said that, could he have??? 

"What?" she said, shaking her head in disbelief. 

"Please, I want to be your slave now. I want you to be my master! I want you 
to punish me gooooood!" 

With that, Tom dropped to his knees in front of the leather-clad 
blonde-haired vixen and began kissing her naked feet. 

Becky couldn't believe what was happening. 

Here was the super-hung super-muscular young stud, the guy she had grown up 
with, the guy that she had been servicing as her master for two years, 
crawling around on his hands and knees just begging to be tortured. 

At first the very idea of it was out of the question to Becky, but when she 
realized that Tom was not kidding, and that he was actually pleading for her 
to abuse him, she decided that she might as well try it. 

After all, he was asking her, and in a way it was just like obeying-another 
order, something she had been doing for Tom for two fucking years. 

"Okay, scum bag, you asked for it, now I'm going to show you what a real 
fucking master is all about. You're going to be sorry you ever asked me to 
torture you. I'm going to make you feel the wrath of my vengeance but good. 
You are going to suffer the way you made me suffer for the last two years, 
and you're gonna beg me to have mercy on you!" 

"Never bitch, never! You'll never make me beg you to stop. I can take any 
punishment that you give me. I can take it all, you fucking whore!" 

With that, Becky really became angry. She was suppose to be leather mistress 
now, the one who was giving the orders, and she wouldn't take the shit rap 
for her new "slave." 

There was a fire in her eyes, a fire that Tom had never seen before. 

She looked like a savage cunt that was ready to take on the world, and he 
was wondering if he had let loose a hot leather bitch that was going to dish 
out even more punishment than he had bargained for. Oh well, he thought to 
himself, he wanted to try a different type of perversion. 

Becky walked over to him and kicked him really hard right in the side. 

Tom doubled over. The kick had caught him completely by surprise and as her 
foot had sunk into his muscular gut, it had forced the air out of his lungs. 

He held onto his stomach and rolled about in the hay. Becky took advantage 
of his pained and weakened position to quickly tie his hands behind his 
back. Before Tom knew what was happening, the hot little leather bitch had 
his hands securely tied behind his back. 

Tom was beginning to think that maybe he had made a mistake. After all, he 
had treated Becky as a slave for two years. He had humiliated her and 
tortured her in every conceivable way possible, degrading her, and making 
her suffer to incredible heights of torturous anguish. 

Now she was going to have the chance to pay him back, and he was beginning 
to realize that by putting himself in this vulnerable position, and allowing 
her to now be the "master", assuming the "slave" role himself, he might just 
have possibly bitten off much more than he could chew! 

Tom tried to get his hands free from the ropes, but Becky had tied them too 
tightly. 

She had obviously been tied up so many fucking times by him, and had seen 
him tie the well-executed knots over and over again, that she had taken 
mental notes as to how it was done, without even thinking of it. 

She put that experience to practice now and pulled the ropes even tighter so 
that they cut into his wrists. Tom could feel tiny trickles of blood on his 
hands as the ropes cut deeper and deeper into his flesh. 

"Now you're gonna find out what a slave should really act like, you fucking 
pig!" Becky screamed. 

Tom stared at her, a look of horror crossing his young handsome face. 

"You want to learn what pain is? Okay, I'll show you what pain is. Get up on 
your fucking feet!" 

Tom didn't move. He just lay there in the hay, his hands and feet bound 
securely, looking at her with a surprised and scared look on his face. 

"Get up you fucking slave," she said, and she kicked him savagely right in 
the crotch of his leather pants. Her foot sunk into his rock-hard cock and 
big cum-laden balls and he screamed out in pure anguish. 

He doubled over and began writhing about in the hay stack like the crippled 
slave that he really was. 

Becky made sure that she only kicked him hard enough to cause him a great 
deal of pain, but she didn't kick him hard enough to permanently damage it. 
After all, she wanted the slave to service her, and with a broken cock he 
wouldn't be any good to anyone! Becky glared at him. 

Tom managed to crawl up to his feet. She shoved him forcefully back up 
against the beam so that his head whipped into the wood and made a loud 
cracking sound. 

Tom's eyes rolled back in his head and he thought he was going to pass out. 
In the second or two that his head was spinning around and he was trying to 
get his bearings, Becky had managed to quickly wrap the many strands of 
thick rope round and round him so that he was now helplessly bound to the 
wooden stake. 

Now Becky had him right where she wanted him. 

He was her slave now. 

She was the master! 

She had him where he had put her so many times during the past couple of 
years. 

She thought of all of the many many times that he had thrown her flying into 
the wooden beam, tied her up helplessly, letting the ropes cut into her 
tender wrists, and then proceeded to beat her with any and everything that 
he could find around the barn. 

He had loved torturing and humiliating her, and now she was going to have 
her revenge. Now she was going to teach him that he maybe should have 
treated her with a little more respect. She was going to be the master now, 
and she was going to make him pay for what he had done to her. 

Tom couldn't believe the way his lovely little blonde-haired girlfriend 
looked. She had a fierce, almost evil look in her piercing blue eyes, a look 
that he knew spelled nothing but trouble for him. 

He was helplessly tied to the beam, and there wasn't going to be a single 
fucking thing that he could do to defend himself. 

Tom was frightened. 

He knew that if Becky really got carried away, and from the look on her face 
that certainly looked like what might happen, and very soon, too, she could 
even cut his fucking cock off. 

She could do whatever she pleased to Tom and he couldn't say or do anything 
back to her. 

Now he was beginning to realize how helpless he had rendered her during the 
last couple of years. 

It was as if he was dying and his whole life was passing before him in a 
sudden desperate flash. 

He suddenly saw in vivid blood-curdling detail all of the horrible and 
humiliating things that he had done to her in the fits of his passionate 
sadistic sex-games. 

She had taken it all. 

But now she was going to give' it right back to him. 

Tom was beginning to wonder if he hadn't just made possibly the biggest 
mistake of his life. He didn't know if he liked being -tied like this, and 
totally under her power. 

But there was one thing that Tom could not deny. 

His huge ten-inch prick was rock-hard. Harder than it had ever been before 
in his life. It was shoving down into the smooth tight black leather. 

Tom was obviously very excited. 

He wondered what was ahead during the hot night when he would have to taste 
the vengeance of the girl that was once his slave. 

He had a feeling he was in for some heavy suffering. 

And still his cock throbbed on!!! 

Becky had her new slave tied to the stake, and he couldn't move. 

Tom tried desperately to free his hands but he couldn't He was bound very 
securely to the beam and he wasn't going anywhere until she wanted him to. 

"What are you going to do?" he pleaded. 

Becky had never heard the handsome super-stud master speak in the tone of 
voice that he was presently using. He almost sounded like a little fucking 
kid, and the realization that she had rendered him helpless, as well as the 
realization that she was now the bitch mistress and he was her slave, made 
Becky's hot little twat ooze cunt juices. 

"Shut up, slave," she screamed. 

"But Becky?" he pleaded. 

That was a mistake. 

She became infuriated. 

"I told you to shut up," she screamed, and with that she took her open palm 
and slapped him several times as hard as she could right across his face. 

The handsome stud's lip was cut and the blood trickled down into his mouth. 
He licked it off his lip as the stinging blow racked his brain. 

She wasn't fooling around. 

He continued to think of all of the things that he had done to her during 
the last couple of years, when he was in charge, and she was just the slave. 

He knew that all of these things must be going through Becky's mind and the 
more she would think of these things, the more her need for a savage, cruel, 
and merciless revenge would probably take over her being. 

The thing that Tom simply could not understand, was that even though he was 
really getting scared, never having been tied up like this before, and so 
totally at someone's mercy, was why his fucking cock was so damn hard. 

He never had a problem getting an erection, and he always had a hard-on, a 
roaring hard-on when he tied up Becky and put her through her slave-like 
paces, but this was something else. His cock had never been this rock hard, 
and his cock shaft had never stood out in front of him so far shaking and 
quivering the way that it was. Instead of just tiny little squirts of cum 
oozing out of the tip of it, in its pre-orgasmic condition, their was a 
steady torrent of love juice flowing from the piss slit at the tip of his 
cock head. 

Tom had never been this sexed-up and excited before in his whole fucking 
life, and it made him ask himself whether or not he was really the master. 
Had she been in control all along? Teasing and demanding that he torture 
her? And now, now that she had a chance to pay him back, was that what he 
had really wanted all along? Had he been such a brute to her in hopes that 
someday this time would come when he was the one that was tied up, and she 
was the one who was going to work him over? 

Obviously, this was a correct assumption on his part. 

His cock had never felt like this before. He thought it was going to shoot 
its full load of orgasmic jism right then and there, without even being 
touched, without any further form of sex play whatsoever. 

That was how hot he really felt. 

His lip stopped bleeding, and Becky began to walk back and forth in front of 
him. Her eyes were slanting, and she was taking on an extremely demon-like 
appearance. 

Tom had never seen her look this evil before, and the sight of the hot young 
blond mistress excited and frightened him, all at the same time. 

He didn't know if he was going or coming! 

And still his cock throbbed on. 

"Now let me see! What shall I make you do first, you dirty scum-bag slave," 
Becky groaned, in a deep throaty voice, a voice that Tom had never heard her 
use before. 

It was true, she was changing her fucking identity right there before his 
very eyes. 

No longer was she the sweet little blonde farm-girl, the shy and obedient 
slave-like creature that he had dominated for the past couple of years in 
his cruel sadistic manner. It was as if she had suddenly grown-up now that 
she was the one in charge, and he was the one that was going to have to take 
the orders. 

This position was bringing out the animal in her, and Tom began to realize 
that she was going to release all of that sadistic hidden vengeance on him, 
and there wasn't a fucking thing he could do about it. What surprised him 
most of all, was that he didn't want to. 

He was enjoying being tied up like that. 

He wanted her to humiliate and torture him. 

He needed it desperately. 

He couldn't wait for her to begin. 

"You swine!" she said, screaming still louder at the helplessly bound and 
tied stud. 

Becky reached forward and grabbed hold of Tom's t-shirt. She dug her 
fingernails into the thin cotton material, and began ripping it off his 
well-muscled and now profusely sweating body. 

She groaned as the muscles of his chest and rippling wash-board gut came 
into view. 

She kept on tearing the flimsy cotton jersey until it was ripped completely 
off Tom's body. 

"I'm gonna work over that body until you beg me to stop," she moaned, 
starting to pace back and forth in front of him once more, eyeing the 
muscles, looking at every inch of his inviting and now fully exposed upper 
body. 

The ropes had been tied tightly, wrapping his strong muscular arms behind 
his back and fastening them securely to the beam. 

He wasn't going anywhere! 

His muscles bulged and glistened in the light of the bam. The sight excited 
Becky and her own cuntal juices began to flow in her leather pants. 

Becky's eyes ran down over the front of the leather pants that he had put 
on. 

She could see the huge cock outline in the front of them, and could tell 
that his prick was rock hard, ready for action, and was even dripping cum. 
She could see the large round wet stain forming in the front of the sexy 
tight shiny black leather. 

"Oh, so the little boy's hot, huh?" she laughed. 

Tom didn't say a word. 

He didn't dare. 

"Well, I'll give you something to be hot about, you fucking pig," she cried 
at the top of her voice. 

Tom had never seen her like this, and his heart was beating a mile a minute, 
both with a very real fear, and an extremely real and rapidly developing 
sexual excitement, an excitement that was new to him, and although he 
couldn't explain it he was going with it a hundred percent. He was enjoying 
the feelings coursing throughout his young body and he didn't want them to 
ever stop. 

"Let me see now, what can I use to bruise and batter that fucking body of 
yours. I want you to feel my power, you no good slave," she moaned like the 
savage bitch she was turning into. 

Tom looked at her and wanted to plead that she didn't get too carried away, 
but he felt that any words out of his mouth, especially right then and 
there, would only cause the young sadistic blonde-haired cunt to attack him 
all the more savagely. 

He had to keep his mouth shut, no matter what happened! 

Besides, Tom didn't want to give her the pleasure any longer of hearing him 
beg for mercy. She could beat him into unconsciousness for all he cared, but 
she wasn't going to let her hear him cry for mercy again. 

That was one satisfaction she would never get again. 

This was the one thing he would hold over her, make her work for, and never 
relinquish. 

After all, even though he was now the slave, and he wanted it that way, he 
still had his pride. He wasn't going to give that up for any cunt, even 
Becky! 

"This looks like it might do the trick," she said. 

Tom's eyes widened with horror when he saw her pick up a huge wooden mallet. 
It was gigantic, with the head about five times the size of a regular 
hammer. It was used to bang in wooden pegs in some of the beams in the bam, 
and for other jobs around the place where metal was not practical. 

The mallet had a huge handle, and Becky gripped it firmly. 

"This should teach you a little discipline," she screamed. 

Becky dug her heels into the soft hay, making sure that she had a good 
stance, so that hitting the super-muscular stud wouldn't make her lose her 
balance. 

Tom flexed his gut and chest muscles as hard as he could. He was now very 
thankful that he had a rock-hard gut and that his chest was well-muscled as 
well. If he was soft in the front of his upper body, this mallet would 
fucking kill him. 

From the looks on Becky's face, she wasn't going to tap the huge wooden 
hammer up against him. She was really going to let him have it, but good! 

She drew the hammer way back and then let it go flying. The wooden head 
caught Tom right in the pit of his gut and slammed into his rippling belly. 

Even though he was full of muscles, he had not expected to be punched in the 
gut with the wooden hammer quite that hard and it had caught him off guard. 

His head bobbed forward as his body doubled from the waist. He gasped for 
air and began coughing violently. He felt the wood smashing into his bronze 
well-muscled belly and the pain was excruciating. 

Becky began laughing in a wild, sadistic manner, almost as if she wasn't 
human. 

Tom couldn't believe his ears! 

What could have possibly happened to the young sweet vixen that he had known 
for his whole life? 

Where had all of her innocence gone? 

Had their sadistic and masochistic relationship and many grueling games for 
the past couple of years changed her that much? 

Apparently they had. 

She was a new woman now, a woman out for revenge, and a woman that was 
obviously not going to stop until she got it. 

Tom's cock gushed cum and the front of his leather pants became wetter and 
wetter as Becky proceeded to start hammering the front of his body. 

Over and over again the wooden hammer smashed into his gut and then his 
chest, punching and battering the stiff little spear-like nipples, until Tom 
couldn't help but cry out in anguish. 

"Yeeeohhhh!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. 

The sounds of his merciful crying echoed throughout the bam, but all the 
moans of displeasure seemed to do was excite Becky all the more, and she 
continued battering him, even more than she had been, and harder as well. 

The hammer smashed into him repeated. 

Becky decided to move the hammer down to the stiff outline of his cock. "Oh 
no, not that," he cried. 

Becky let him have it, right in the cock and the balls. She began smashing 
the wooden hammer up against the front of his tight-fitting leather pants. 

Tom felt the wooden hammer banging into his stiff rock-hard cock and against 
his huge cum-laden balls. 

She made sure that she didn't hit him hard enough to make him pass out, or 
to really damage his genitals, but she hit him as hard as she could next to 
that. 

She seemed to know just how hard to hit him to cause him unheard of amounts 
of pain. She battered the entire front of his body over and over again, 
until Tom thought that he was going to pass out from the overall pain that 
was racking his young virile and now well-battered muscular body. 

Still Tom did not cry for her to stop. 

He refused to give her that verbal satisfaction. 

"Want mercy?" she pleaded. 

"Fuck you," he moaned, his voice not much more than a soft desperate 
whisper. 

"You'll be sorry for that disrespect," she cried. 

Becky pulled down the zipper in the front of Tom's tight black leather 
pants. She did it so quickly and so carelessly that the zipper got caught on 
his sensitive skin surrounding his huge thick throbbing cock shaft. 

Tom came awake with torturous pain as the zipper pulled his flesh. 

He screamed out, but still did not tell her to leave him alone, still did 
not plead for mercy, something it was obvious she now wanted to hear. 

"Oh, you poor little slave. Too fucking bad, I must have mistakenly caught 
your tiny little cock in the zipper. Too, too bad!" 

She was really being a cunt. 

She was taking the fullest possible advantage of the situation, by demeaning 
and humiliating the young helplessly bound stud just as much as she possibly 
could. 

Becky couldn't believe how hot she felt. All these months playing the slave 
had been fantastic, and she didn't think that she would ever find any kind 
of sex game that would excite her more than being Tom's yielding and 
compromising slave. 

But now she had! 

All of the wild sadistic qualities in her, the need to be the master, the 
need to be the one to give the orders and cause all the pain, had obviously 
just been lying beneath the surface. 

Tom had brought them out, allowed her to take control for just a second, and 
now she was going to go with these newly released feelings of sadistic 
passion all the way. 

She was going to beat the shit out of him. She was going to fuck him silly, 
but the way she wanted to, and when she wanted to. He wasn't giving the 
orders any more. 

He was going to have to obey everything she said and she loved it 
tremendously! 

She yanked the thick black zipper all the way down so that his huge battered 
cock and balls sprang forth. 

"Oh, the little baby cock, what a puny little piece of shit," Becky said. 

Tom knew that she was mocking him unjustly. He was proud of his ten-inch 
mauler, and he knew that she loved his mighty shaft. Still, her insinuations 
that his cock was hardly worthwhile and was too little to even bother with, 
pissed him off, and made him feel even worse than he already did-if that was 
possible! 

"I think I'll give you a break and fuck that cock of yours, sucker, but 
don't think you're gonna cum. I may never let you cum in me again! " Tom was 
in agony from the gut and chest beating and then the cock beating that she 
had so mercilessly given him with the huge wooden mallet. 

He had thought that at least the torturous affair would end with a glorious 
cum-bursting orgasm as it always had when he was in charge, but now he began 
to wonder if his new leather mistress was even going to let him cum. 

That would be a horrible thing. 

He knew that that would be a fate worse than death, to fuck her, and fuck 
her good, but never be allowed that precious moment of exploding release. 

She couldn't do that to him. 

Could she! 

She slowly, teasingly, tauntingly pulled down her tight-fitting black 
leather pants. 

He saw with sexual excitement the way her pussy was shown to him, an inch at 
a time. The tiny whispy blonde pubic hairs could be seen first peaking over 
the top of the leather trousers, and then little by little that wonderful 
hole that he had gotten to know so well over the past couple of years. 

He longed to shoot his load of cum into the cunt. He wanted to desperately! 
He just had to. 

The cum started gushing out of the tip of his cock profusely in a state of 
frenzied pre-orgasmic eruption. He needed that big explosion, however, to 
release all of the pent-up sexual anxiety that she had already developed 
inside of him from her cruel and sadistic mannerisms. 

He just had to cum! 

Becky wiggled out of her tight black leather pants. She was totally nude. 
She strolled around in front of him as if she was completely dressed, and it 
was the middle of a summer afternoon and they were just talking, nothing 
unusual, nothing special. 

She was deliberately taunting him, teasing him, driving him out of his 
fucking mind with the need for sexual satisfaction and release of his 
pent-up read-to-explode cum juices. 

Tom's cock quivered in front of him as he saw the way her huge size 
thirty-eight tits shook in front of her chest. They were beautiful tits. 
Even though she never wore a bra, the young supple orbs of pleasure turned 
up at the tip. The nipples, a soft hew of purplish pink, jutted out in front 
of her like two tiny spears ready for sexual battle. 

Tom wanted to caress them to taste them and to enjoy them. But that was out 
of the question. Unless the fucking cunt decided she would let him. 

He didn't know if he liked this any more or not. He was sure as hell 
excited, cause his cock kept on bobbing, and it kept on juicing pre-orgasmic 
cum. But he wanted to be able to take her now, stopping all the fooling 
around, and getting down to some good old-fashioned tit-sucking and 
cunt-fucking. 

But he couldn't! 

He couldn't do a fucking thing! 

He was tied helplessly to the beam, and would only get a taste of sex when 
Becky was damn good and ready to give it to him. 

He was getting more and more excited, and more and more angry at the same 
fucking time. 

He thought that if she made the mistake of untying his hands right at that 
particular second, that he would surely put his hands around her fucking 
throat and strangle her into unconsciousness, and then fuck her while she 
was out cold so hard her cunt would bleed. 

But ahh, this was all pipe dreams for the bound stud. 

It was Becky who was calling the shots. 

Becky began to stick her finger up her twat, right in front of Tom, teasing 
him even more with the need for sexual release. 

"Ahhh, oh this feels so gooood," she moaned, reaching up with her other hand 
and beginning to massage her huge tits. One hand worked the tits while the 
other hand went flying in and out of her cunt hole, until Becky was writhing 
about like a fucking wild animal in front of the tied-up well-muscled and 
sex-hungry stud. 

Tom wanted to beg her to let him shove his cock up into her cunt, or her 
mouth, or for that matter to beg her to jerk him off. Anything, anything at 
all that would allow his cum to go gushing out of his cock and balls. 
Already he had the biggest case of lover's nuts he had imagined possible. 
His cock and balls were aching for the release of the cum, and yet there was 
no release in sight. 

"Well, that little cock of yours is hardly worth letting up in me, I 
probably won't even feel the fucking thing, but I'm bored with my finger so 
I'll give you a break!" 

Tom wanted to punch her in the fucking mouth, but of course, that, like all 
other forms of revenge (at least at the present) were totally and helplessly 
out of the question. 

Becky pulled her oozing pussy lips far apart with both hands, and then 
walked slowly forward so that the tip of Tom's cum-oozing throbbing pecker 
was just lightly touching the entrance to her love chute. 

Then in one quick motion, she shoved her hips all the way forward, so that 
all ten inches of his cock went all the way down into her cunt. 

She didn't moan, she just laughed, pretending (or so Tom thought) that the 
fucking of his cock up into her cunt was nothing, and that she could have 
gone without it just as easily. 

It was this mental torture coupled with the horrendous physical torture that 
was really getting Tom down. She was taking over as the boss, really ruling 
him in every way imaginable, and it was demeaning as hell for the handsome 
and super-hung young muscular stud. 

He hoped that someday he had his chance for revenge, but right now he was at 
her mercy. He wanted to beg her to let him cum, but still his pride wouldn't 
let him do that. He had to keep his mouth shut and take it, and that was the 
hardest part of all. When she backed off of him, instead of leaving the cock 
head imbedded up inside her hot warm twat, she pulled it all the way off of 
his prick head and then deliberately waited a few extra long seconds so that 
the rhythm would be broken before once again flying down on top of his cock 
shaft. 

This on again and off again motion that she was doing was driving Tom out of 
his fucking mind. Just when he thought he was getting up enough sexual 
energy to shoot his load, she would wait longer between strokes and the cum 
that was ready to gush out of his cock would once again slip back down 
through the base of his cock shaft and rest in his balls. 

Becky had learned a hell of a lot about sex during the past few months with 
Tom, and she wasn't about to let him cum until she felt like it. 

She knew his cock very well. For that matter, she knew his whole fucking 
body as well as his head very well. She could tell when he was getting ready 
to shoot into her cunt before he was. 

She was teasing him, and she knew that this was the worst torture of all. 
This was worse of a torture than tying him up and sticking hot coals against 
his sensitive balls. Not letting a man cum, but fucking him over and over 
again, bringing him right up to that point of near ejaculation only to back 
away and leave him frustrated, was enough to drive him crazy. 

She loved it! 

Indeed, Tom thought that he was literally going to lose his fucking mind. He 
was getting so hot he didn't know if he was going or coming, but every time 
his cum was ready to erupt into her, she would pull away and leave him 
there, standing, tied, in a state of total physical and mental frustration. 

She was castrating him without cutting off his balls. She was the bitch 
mistress all right! She was certainly in complete domination over him, in 
complete control, and was definitely calling all of the shots. 

He was at her mercy all right, and he was going crazy with the need to 
shoot. His huge ten-inch mauler was pleading without words to be allowed 
that all important release of cum. 

He didn't know if he could take it much longer before shooting his load just 
on principal. He knew that if she fooled with his cock very much, she could 
make the mistake of letting cum, something she obviously didn't want to do 
until SHE was ready to let him cum! 

She kept on plunging her cunt on and off his cock. 

"Ha, ha, sucker, you're never gonna cum," she said. 

Becky felt her own orgasm rising to the surface. She thought it was going to 
be pretty tricky to cum herself without letting him cum, but she wanted to* 
see if she could. 

Over and over she sent her cunt onto his cock, and then the throes of 
multiple orgasm overtook her. 

Everything took a second seat. She had to cum, and she didn't care if Tom 
did or not. She didn't want to let him, but she lost control. 

She was too excited. 

The sight of his muscular body tied like that, and her in complete control 
of him, was too exciting. 

She started gushing cum like crazy, and so did Tom. 

The two of them came like they had never cum before!!! 

His cock throbbed for five minutes and she sat watching him. He'd earned 
that fuck, and she was going to treat him right. 

"Do you like it when I squeeze it like this?" she asked, caressing his shaft 
in her fist. 

"You know that feels good!" 

His hand went for her soft breasts again, and he sucked on her tits, nipples 
erect and inviting. His hand moved along her silky thigh and down into her 
bush, which he quickly got himself tangled up in, feeling differently about 
her now, trusting her more. She had given, really given. 

"You were great, baby. Great." 

She smiled. She knew what she had done. She had really shown him what sin 
was about, and he would be grateful. He would need her. 

"You like my tits?" 

She shook her tits in a way so compelling that he was on her like a madman, 
scooping those snowy breasts into his mouth. So sweet and well formed they 
were, that he forced a whole breast into his mouth, forcing his jaws open. 

She laughed and cupped his head. They had been through a lot together. She 
was going to give him more. She reached down and stroked his hard cock until 
it was even harder. 

"I'm going to give you the blow-job of your life.' Her hair fell around her 
face as she bent down, as her lips surrounded the head of his prick, and he 
started to feel her tongue whipping him, slurping over his pulsing cock. 

She stuck her index finger up his ass and he moaned with a wave of intense 
pleasure. 

"Baby, do that!" 

She was on her own, sweating, skin glistening with moisture as her lips slid 
on and off his cock. 

"You look beautiful when you suck!" 

She opened her eyes and looked at him. He was watching her as though he 
adored her, as though she were a goddess. She felt the implications! The 
power of her little tongue to please him. 

She knew inside, that she could make him hysterical with pleasure. That was 
what she wanted to do right now, break him down with pleasure. She lapped at 
his cock with a quick skilled tongue, and he started moving in and out of 
her mouth on his own, fucking her in the mouth with all his might. 

"Bitch, you know how to do that, I see!" 

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!' The sound of her purring at him softly made it hard 
for him to hold back, but he wanted to cum when he was good and ready. He 
loved having her serve him like this, watching her pretty face slide on and 
off his cock. 

He reached down for her great breasts which were dancing to the tempo of her 
whole body, set by his driving cock. 

"How's that, bitch!" 

He was driving it in hard, and bunching her breasts together. Her sweat made 
her look wild and wicked. 

"Suck on that tube, baby. Lap at it!" 

He felt a shiver pass through as his mind clouded up, but then he snapped 
back, releasing her tits so that he could concentrate his eyes on her lips 
and chin, on her sweet sharp tongue. 

He cupped her chin so that he could feel the motions and see them clearly, 
as he continued to fuck her mouth. 

"Bitch, I've dreamed of having you, really having you. All of you. Lick at 
it, baby!" 

She was wondering why he hadn't cum already. She wondered if she didn't toy 
with him too much. She wanted him to cum now. 

She wanted his hot juice to spurt out and explode in her mouth. 

She knew he should have cum. What was she doing wrong? 

Suddenly she felt him move her into a sixty-nine position, and she knew that 
he appreciated what she was doing and was just holding back. 

Great! Wonderful! 

He moved his head into her dewy crotch and lapped up the sweet sauce that 
rolled out of her as she moaned and jerked, her body absorbed with passion. 

Waves of heat passed through his cock, but he didn't flinch or give in to 
the desire for release. 

"Your cunt tastes good, bitch! Feed me that pussy, woman!" 

She started to grind her cunt down on his mouth, her silky thighs closing 
around him. 

Their bodies were locked tightly together when he finally couldn't hold it 
back another moment. 

"I'm going to fill up your mouth!" 

His cock started to pulse and quiver, and she knew she was due for a 
mouthful. Bolts of come shot out of his cock, hitting the back of her mouth. 
She fluttered her tongue over the tip, squeezing the shaft with her fist, 
and the hot sauce shot down her throat until he pulled his cock out by 
himself and started shooting on her face and breasts. 

"Sweet bitch! I want to cum all over you!" 

She smiled sweetly, as the cum hit her chin, her neck, her breasts, and then 
he stopped coming, and he was diving for her delicious twat again. 

He lapped at her, spreading her apart with his hands so that her clitoris 
protruded and was in a direct line with his tongue. Blasting her, he held 
her still so that she would have to contain the pleasure and let it mount up 
slowly. 

It wasn't mounting slowly. She was clutching, digging her nails into him, 
moaning and whimpering. 

"I'm going to grind it into your mouth, baby!" she screamed. 

He was ready for that. 

"Put your finger in my ass!" she commanded. 

His index finger slid into the tight canal. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! " He thought she 
was cumming. He wanted her to come so bad. Oh, he wanted that woman to flood 
with orgasmic heat for him and dance the dance of madness* Her body jerked 
and spasmed, and soon she was over the line, thighs tightening around his 
head, her whole body having fits of pleasure. 


THE END
