Hell Hospital

by Powerone


This is the story of a number of girls that get involved with evil men that are attracted to young, innocent and vulnerable girls. Under the cover of a hospital, the girls are set on by these older men; drugs, bondage and rape used to coerce the girls into providing the perverted pleasure that the men seek from their captives. No perversities are spared; pain only a means to the men's pleasure.

It not only happens here at Hell Hospital, but many other places around the world. This novel is not a story of the men, but of the helpless girls that were subjected to the rape and sexual torture inflicted on them and how they cope under these depraved conditions. The young girls are humiliated at being stripped naked and displayed obscenely, bound in the strictest positions and all of their orifices raped with the flesh of the men or their instruments of torture. Some fight their captors at every turn, but others find their bodies betraying them, forced orgasms just as humiliating as the acts they are forced to perform.

Will they survive this horrific situation or will they succumb to it? As hope turns to helplessness, is their survival conditioned on accepting the perverted acts and giving their captors all the pleasure they want from their young, tight bodies?

Strong BDSM Content: Male Dom - M/F and Sado-Masochism (SM)


Chapter 1


Psychopharmacology




Doctor James, as he was called by the patients, stared out the window as the two of them walked up to the front door. He had been waiting, wanting to see them before they arrived. The mother, Brenda looked almost as young as her daughter Zoey. He looked at the folder. Thirty-two. That would make her fourteen when she had Zoey. It didn't say anything in the folder, but he heard from the referring doctor that Zoey was a product of rape.

Her head hung down, her brown hair hiding her face, but James wasn't interested in her face. For such a bashful girl, she had a body that men would stop and stare at when she walked by. His erection grew at the sight of her long, slim legs, even the long skirt couldn't hide them and where they went beneath the skirt. She was wearing a thin sweater, two full, rounded breasts pushing out the front, pointed nipples unable to hide beneath the bra that encased them so dramatically. He saw her passing by, slim waist, full hips that swayed seductively and two undulating buttocks, the skirt clinging so suggestively. Mother must have dressed her this morning for he was sure that she never even fathomed the sexuality that her body emitted.

He began to question his decision regarding leaving Brenda alone. They were both coming to see him for help with Zoey's problems, but after seeing Brenda, it might be beneficial to take both of them. At thirty-two, her body was ripe for the taking. She had the same problem as Zoey. Brenda's husband deserted her two years ago, blaming herself; at the same time, Zoey felt it was her that drove him away. Neither woman had much self-esteem and were afraid of men, sexually. Zoey was supposed to still be a virgin, though he would have to examine her himself to confirm that fact.

Three or four months at Heil Hospital would do wonders for both of them and for Doctor James, his business partners and friends. A psychologist and a physician, James clinically treated his patients in a number of different ways. Brenda and Zoey would thrive under psychopharmacology. James has been researching the use of drugs to treat a number of psychological problems. With a creative mixture of numbing drugs and aphrodisiacs, he turned his unwilling patients into sexual slaves that would do anything for him and his friends. Humiliation and forced orgasms were an integral part of his therapy.

Heil Hospital was nestled in the foothills in relative privacy, away from the small town of Brookside. Doctor James had come to the hospital ten years ago this December, making friends with the influential ones that would help to further his cause. He wasn't surprised when they would open up to him, as if he were their doctor, spilling out their deepest secrets and darkest perversion. Most of them were in their older years, young girls just a fond memory to them. James gave them hope and young girls.

Not only did James use psychopharmacology, but because of his friends--Judges, lawyers and police officers--James was also, supplied with young girls that had fewer options in life, sentenced to Heil Hospital for an undetermined length of time. Some came by fate, their life cascading into a collision course with the law. For these unfortunate girls,

James had a therapy of stringent bondage and sexual abuse. The men that were sworn to defend them in the legal system were rewarded with their bodies, ropes leaving the girls unable to stop any indignities the men cared to inflict on them. Punishment was the standard regiment of therapy.

The last group provided the majority of the monies needed to run an institution such as Heil Hospital. This support came from the wealthy that could do anything they wanted, their money affording them indulgences that most would never even consider. These were the truly depraved that were always seeking out the most wanton and lustful acts.

James made no judgment on the morality of these men; interested only in the money they provided to support the hospital. For this small group of perverted men, he provided rape victims. This was the most difficult to find the right subject. Most of the time, James had to select a girl for her characteristics and suitability to provide the right stimulus for their rapist. The girls tended to be the lower range in age, barely over eighteen being ideal.

Innocence was an important factor, but that was always hard to judge ahead of time.

Looks were the most important. Attractive, well-built girls, though James chose girls that were small for their age, men liking to overpower them, their bodies covering them as they took them. They had to have fight, the men not wanting a girl to just lay there and let them fuck her. They grew excited as the girl bucked beneath them, though James had used stimulants in the past to make sure the girls provided all the entertainment that his benefactors expected. Often, James had to employ his legal officials to trump up charges to get the girl confined to Heil Hospital, but the Sheriff, DA and Judge were more than willing to offer any support. After all, they would have a turn with the girl later on.

Anne, his secretary, announced their arrival. "Let them wait a few minutes." He never wanted to seem too eager. He waited five minutes before Anne ushered in. "Brenda, it's good to meet you." He held her hand, her grip almost limp. He could teach her. Put a cock in her hand and let her excite it. He finally released it, turning his attention to the young girl next to her. His hand slipped under her chin, holding her head up until he could see her eyes. "Zoey," holding her head up as her eyes searched aimlessly, seeing the frightened look in them. She would be easily controlled and manipulated, though he would still use drugs to make her more accommodating. She had beautiful brown eyes, though they had lost their sparkle. Her skin was soft and silky, men would love her when they pumped their sperm on her face. Though she wasn't smiling, his cock ached from the sight of her mouth. Full lips that would bring so much pleasure when wrapped around a thick cock, fed into her mouth until she was forced to swallow gallons of sperm as the men looked down at the sweet girl sucking their cocks. She didn't say a word, James finally releasing her chin, her face instantly disappearing from sight as she sat down.

"Have you spoken to Zoey?" He turned his attention to Brenda.

"Yes, I told her. She is resigned to the fact. She has almost become a recluse since graduating from high school. She has no friends and spends most of the time in her room.

I think she is even worried about herself."

"Zoey, can you go in the other office while I speak to your mother privately. Then I will see about getting you settled in at Heil Hospital. I will tend to you personally." There was no recognition that she had heard him except for her standing up and walking out of the room, James's eyes attracted to her firm ass as it swayed seductively out the room.

"I have been speaking with your doctor, and after a lengthy consultation, I think that you can, also, be served by a stay at Heil Hospital." His eyes were drawn to her lovely crossed legs, a short skirt leaving lots of naked flesh.

"I couldn't do that, I shouldn't do that," Brenda stammered. Her other doctor wasn't helping Zoey, that is why he suggested that Zoey go to Doctor James and check into Heil Hospital. He never mentioned for Brenda to do the same. She couldn't just check herself in. Or could she?

"I don't think you have a choice, Brenda. I will give you two days, and then I want you back here at 9 A.M. We will have a room ready for you. You will be separated from Zoey until I feel that your treatment is progressing enough for you to communicate." He wouldn't let her make the decision; Brenda needed to be told what to do. She would learn that with her treatment. Many men would be telling her what to do.

She didn't have a choice. It's not that she had much of a life to leave behind for four months. Her job was a low-paying, menial job that barely paid the rent. Their apartment was a dump, and she was already a month behind in rent, moving out would not be an inconvenience. Doctor James never gave her a chance to say no. He told her what to do.

It had been years since a man told her what to do. She knew all too well what happened when she refused. "Yes, Doctor James." She got up and was surprised when James put his hand around her waist. It was a long time since she felt the firm grip of a man on her.

Maybe this is exactly what she needed. Four months of no decisions or worries, just doing exactly as she was told. She almost felt good after she left, saying goodbye to Zoey as she walked out into the other office.

Zoey didn't say anything to her mother, nodding as she kissed her cheek. His voice scared her, but she still didn't look into his eyes when Doctor James came out of his office.

She was afraid of men, and by not looking at them, she could avoid being frightened by them. Though the concept sounded good, in reality, it never worked. She never was interested in boys her age and older men scared her to death. She saw the way they looked at her. They were evil, lustful stares.

She had let her stepfather down. Her mother neglected him, and Zoey should have taken her place. She knew it was wrong, but maybe if her father had taken an interest in her, he might have not left them both without so much as a word. Men were always staring at her body. Her father could have learned to love her sexually just as he did her mother. Anything to keep him from deserting the both of them.

"Let's go down the hall, Zoey. I have some health questions to ask you and then we can get on with your examination."

Zoey finally looked up as he said the word examination. She hated doctors examining her. She had never been to a gynecologist, unable to afford any health care except for what the state had provided. She hoped that he was just talking about psychologically examining her. She looked at the doctor, about ten years old than her father, he had to be at least mid-forties, maybe older. He wasn't ugly, but she didn't consider him handsome, not even attractive to her. She just felt this strange attraction to him, as though she should do anything that he says and maybe he wouldn't leave her as her father did.

She was sitting in front of his desk, her legs crossed nervously as he looked up at her, Zoey trying to hide from him. She had to speak to him once he started asking her questions. He started with general health questions, but he got to the more intimate and embarrassing questions.

"Are you a virgin?" He looked at her, hearing her meek voice beneath the hair that covered her head.

"No, yes," her voice low.

"I didn't hear you, Zoey. Speak up." His voice boomed louder, more demanding.

"I don't know what you mean," she stammered nervously.

"It's not a difficult question; either you are a virgin or not, Zoey."

"I lost my hymen three years ago, but I have never been with a boy." It was hard for her to get that out.

"Yes," he wrote down. "Do you masturbate?" Again, she hesitated before answering.

"No." She lied. She had a couple of years ago, but since that time, she hadn't. She felt so bad that she forced her father to leave that she thought it would be shameful for her to have any pleasure.

"Have you ever taken a penis in your mouth?"

Her answer came quickly, adamant in her denial. "NO!"

What a waste. She had such a lovely mouth. It would be a delight to teach her the finer points of orally making a man climax in her mouth. "Anally?"

Louder and quicker this time. "NO!" She never even fathomed such a thing. Why would a boy want to do such a thing?

Zoey was getting more nervous by the minute. Not only from his questions, but she knew that he was going to examine her soon. She was afraid of that more than anything else. To have a man touch her or even to look at her half-naked. She didn't know what to expect, but she wouldn't like it no matter what.

Her lip was quivering as she answered. He got up from the chair, going to the glass cabinet and taking out the small needle, filling it from the small bottle. He walked over to Zoey. "Roll up your sleeve."

She saw it, the light glinting off the sharp needle. "Wh-what is it?"

"It will calm you down. You look like you will jump out of your skin. It won't hurt you in the least, and I think you will like the feeling." He wasn't surprised when she rolled up her sleeve, James pushing the needle into her skin and releasing the drugs into her system. It would take only minutes before it would take affect. Then it would be too late for her to protest anything he did to her.

"It's time to go into the examination room." The drug should have worked enough that she wouldn't go running for the door as soon as she saw inside the room. He opened the door, the bright lights glaring off the clinically white walls. "On the couch first, Zoey." He held her next to him as he led her over to the large, black leather couch.

She panicked when she saw the gleaming metal table. She had never been on one, but she knew what it was. It was for a gynecological exam. With the two gleaming metal wings on it, sure that they were intended to keep a woman spread open so the doctor could peer intimately in her. Even worse were the two black leather straps on the stirrups.

Why would he have to tie my legs? She should have run for the door, but she could barely make her legs move. It must be the shot that he gave her. She felt her body lowered to the couch, though she wasn't sure how. Hands seemed to be everywhere, but there was only James and her in the room. Her legs were stretched out on the couch, hands smothering her skirt down, but a shameful blush heating up her skin as a man touched her. Through it all, she felt a peace that she hadn't felt for years, as though a

tremendous burden had been lifted from her body. Had Doctor James cured me so miraculously?

James looked down at the lovely, young girl, ripe and waiting for him to take her, but it wouldn't be tonight. Tonight she would be put on display for all to see. The men would eagerly wait their turn with this young virgin, but only after he had instructed her in the manner of pleasing an older man with her body. He leaned over, brushing the brown hair from her face, her eyes staring out into nowhere. He ran his hands over the smooth skin of her cheeks, one finger outlining her mouth, his fingers pushing in slightly through her lips, no attempt to stop him from entering her mouth. "Yes, Zoey. You are a very beautiful girl."

His fingers were all over her face, even in her mouth, but she couldn't stop him, didn't want to stop him. He was the doctor, he knew what he was doing and her arms refused to move from the couch, a pleasurable sensation running through her body.

"I'm going to do a breast examination, Zoey. Lay very still." His fingers went to work on her sweater, pulling it up over her stomach, his fingers straying over her naked flesh, seeing her suck in her stomach when he touched her. He pulled the sweater over her bra, pulling it over her head. He had to pull it out from behind her, Zoey not moving a muscle.

The bra was lacey, low cut, James pleased that she was showing lots of cleavage.

She felt hot hands on her skin, her naked skin, feeling her sweater pulled over her head. He said something about her breasts, the words not connecting in her brain.

Powerful and demanding hands slid over her side, pulling her up until she was sitting up, Zoey looking down to see that her sweater was gone and she was only in her bra. She slumped forward as she felt fingers fumbling on her back, Zoey suddenly finding her body lying back on the couch, this time the leather cold on her skin. How come my back was naked? A shiver ran through her body as she felt her bra slipping off. She looked down, seeing her bra pulled from her, her breasts naked, lifting up her hands to cover them when she saw Doctor James sit on the couch next to her. Her hands raised up a couple of inches then fell back down onto the couch.

"You're well endowed, Zoey," James complimenting her as his eyes feasted on her young, naked breasts. She had large brown areolas, but what got his attention more were her nipples. Without so much as touching them, they were already hard, sticking out half an inch, begging to be touched and teased to even greater erection. James had seen girls like this, sure that Zoey would have very erogenous nipples, almost able to get her off just by touching her nipples.

The soft, cool breeze blew across her naked breasts, feeling her nipples swell as though her fingers were plucking them to hardness. She saw Doctor James looking down at her naked breasts, humiliated as she lay on the couch half-naked, her body tense at what he would do next. She turned her head slowly to the door as it opened, another man walking in, older like Doctor James, his eyes feasting on her naked body. "No, please, make him go," she pleaded.

"He is one of my colleagues. You'll get used to them soon enough, Zoey, that you will hardly notice they are here when you are naked. Now put your arms over your head, like a good girl."

She somehow found the strength to do it, though she wondered why she did. She felt her breasts straining as her arms went over her head, her back arching, thrusting her naked breasts for the two men to ogle. She looked over her shoulder, the new man older

like James, staring down at her as she stretched out her half-naked body. She was too dazed, protesting feebly, the men ignoring her futile attempt. "AAAHHH," she gasped when she felt powerful hands sliding up her side, teasing at the soft edges of her breasts when they stopped just short of her armpits. She held her breath, knowing what was next, but she was even surprised, eliciting a thrilled gasp from her voice by the touch.

James grabbed her breasts in his large hands, caressing first one, then the other naked tit, his powerful fingers curling into the firm flesh, leaving deep red marks where his fingers had squeezed her flesh into various shapes. He ignored her nipples, squeezing her breasts until they were forced into sharp cones, the blood pounding into her nipples until they grew red with pounding blood. She barely moved even though he was manhandling her breasts, James's fingers kneading and pinching them, Zoey's eyes closed as she suffered the indignities of being molested so openly.

She felt the blood pushed to the tips of her excited nipples, strong fingers digging into the flesh of her firm breasts. It wasn't as though he was making love to her, more as if he were punishing her. This wasn't anything like she would expect from a breast examination, but her body felt like it was floating, not even sure what was real or her imagination. It still embarrassed her to show herself like this, yet at the same time, she couldn't stop the delicious pleasure that swelled in her nipples. She arched her back, hoping that he would touch them, wanting to feel his manly fingers on her nipples.

It was time to go to work on her nipples, feeling the hard pebbles pushed into the palms of his hands as he clenched her tits. He grasped both of her breasts, squeezing them together until both of her nipples were almost touching, the blood pounding in the tips. Later he would do the same thing, but his cock would be nestled between the pillows of her breasts and he would tit fuck her. He released them, allowing them to fall back onto her chest, his fingers slowly drawing circles around her areolas without touching them, seeing them swell in anticipation. His fingers moved closer, the brown flesh covered with goosebumps by the time his fingertips touched the edge of her swollen nipples. She gasped when his fingers trapped her sensitive nipple between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it as her back arched up seductively, shoving her nipple into his pinching fingers as she moaned.

Zoey was humiliated at the way her body was reacting, her eyes clenched shut in shame, sure the two men were watching her as Doctor James openly fondled her nipples.

She couldn't believe the feelings that were racing through her breasts, his powerful fingers crushing her nipples, but it wasn't pain that she felt but pleasure between her legs, squirming on the couch as her thighs clenched excitedly, wishing she could thrust a hand between her legs.

James began to pull on the stiff flesh, feeling them grow beneath his touch as he yanked on them. She arched her back obscenely as he pulled them out, the brown flesh of her nipples elongated until they were over an inch long, the young girl moaning softly beneath him.

She felt her stiff nipples stretching, but it wasn't pain that drew her moans but pleasure as Doctor James stroked her semi-nude body. A warm glow began between her legs that she couldn't quench. She felt one of her breasts released then fingers grabbed it again, this time colder and clammy, two of them. Another hand grabbed her other breast and squeezed it until it felt like her nipple would burst, then powerful fingers trapped the blood in the tip as it clamped just beneath her nipple. Four hands were working on her breasts

and nipples, teasing them into hardened points then cruelly gripping them. She felt a shame running through her body, her eyes closed, biting her lower lip as the men molested her young body. She was confused, shamed, yet excited, her body betraying her.

They worked on her tits for five minutes until her nipples were swollen and red from abuse, but Zoey's hips were moving from side to side, not pain driving her but pleasure.

Zoey gasped when they deserted her breasts, James wetting his two fingertips and rubbing them over the turgid tips as she gasped in pleasure.

She felt the wetness on her nipples, the slightest breeze making them swell. She could only imagine one of them putting their mouth over her nipple and sucking it into the hot confines of his mouth as his tongue worked over the trapped tip. What are they turning me into? Doctor James was supposed to be examining her, but she only felt sexual excitement. Her mind was drugged and confused, and the men were taking advantage of her when her defenses were down. She felt the couch move, opening her eyes as Doctor James got up. She looked around, two men watching her now, a deep flush over her upper body as they stared at her naked breasts, an excruciating humiliation for a young virgin.

"Help her to the exam table," Doctor James requested, the man more than eager enough to comply.

Hands were everywhere, pulling her up from the couch, hands around her naked waist as they ushered her over to the center of the room. The lights got brighter as she moved next to the gleaming metal examination table, feeling a hand stroking down her naked back, but not stopping, caressing her buttocks. Before she could protest, it was gone, shivering when another hand cradled one of her breasts, a finger rubbing across her naked nipple and then gone.

Doctor James stood in front of her. "Remove your panties, Zoey. You may leave your skirt on." Both of the men gathered around the half-naked girl, wanting to witness her shame as she stripped for them.

At least she could keep her skirt on, but the grotesque exam table was next to her. It was more of a chair than a table; the metal would cradle her bottom and back, while the stirrups would spread her legs at obscene angles. Bright lights were poised up in front of the chair, illuminating every intimate detail of her body. She first had to shed her panties, her mind still confused. She bent over, pulling up the edge of her long skirt, feeling her pendulous breasts beneath her as she pulled the skirt up her naked legs. She refused to look at the men as she exposed her panties, quickly grabbing the waistband and yanking them down, her skirt falling down to cover her body from their prying eyes. She was led over to the chair, hands arranging her as she was thrust into the seat. She felt like she was falling when she leaned back, tilted so she was half sitting and half lying. The metal was cold on her skin, her nipples still hard and erect in spite of not being touched. She hoped the chair would warm up. The other men moved away, standing in front of the chair.

"Relax, Zoey," he urged her, but he could see the blankness in her eyes, the drugs taking full control of her body. They molested her breasts and she barely whimpered a protest. His hands encircled one of her legs, pulling it up and placing it into the narrow tube of metal of the stirrup.

"No, don't, I won't move," panic in Zoey's voice when she saw Doctor James open up the black, leather strap.

"It's for your own safety, Zoey. I don't want you to jerk away and hurt yourself. Your hands will be free; it's only your legs that will be bound." James made quick work of the leather strap, pulling it tight over her lower calf, securing her to the first stirrup. He would secure her other leg before he put her into position.

She could only watch as he moved to the other side, lifting her leg and fitting it into the stirrup, the leather strap too tight around her calf, but she was afraid to protest too much.

It wasn't as bad as she thought. Her skirt was long and it covered her, and the stirrups only parted her legs slightly. She might survive the shame after all. Doctor James's hands ran up her leg, slipping under her skirt, Zoey shutting her eyes as if she could somehow avoid this.

James bowed out her legs, fitting them into the stirrup. He moved to the other side, preparing her. He took the small remote in his hand and using the buttons, he began to spread her legs.

She opened her eyes suddenly when she felt it. Her legs were being parted, a gentle hum, and then the stirrups began to move out, both of them moving in opposite directions.

"NNNNOOO!" She protested, though the drugs weakened her that he had given her, her futile protest doing little to stop the evil machine from continuing to spread her open. What if it didn't stop? Could the machine split her up the middle? She felt her crotch begin to ache, forgetting that she was pantiless, feeling her pussy lips separating the more her legs spread. It continued to spread her legs, finally stopping, a sense of relief spreading over her body.

James pushed the other button, the back of the chair sloping down, the stirrups moving up, Zoey's ass rising up. Her legs were spread over four feet wide. Her skirt covered her, but that wouldn't last long.

The exam table moved again, Zoey panicking when she felt her legs rising up, the leather straps keeping her legs submissively pinned to the stirrups as her ass rose up.

She could feel her buttocks parting. She never felt so spread as she was now. She looked over, another man walking in, this one younger, mid-twenties. He was carrying a plastic bag and began to pick up the trash. Was everyone going to see me like this? She hoped he would hurry and get his work done before James began to examine her.

Doctor James sat between her thighs, a chair pulled up for his convenience since he intended to spend a lot of time between her legs. He stroked her ankles, feeling her body relaxing as he moved up her legs, caressing the muscles of her calves, sliding higher, her skirt not in his way as he sought to uncover her. The other men were all huddled around, excited at the thought of seeing the virgin girl opened and inspected by him. He rubbed his hands along the inside of her knees, the skirt sliding above, seeing the mysterious darkness still hidden between her legs. It wouldn't be long now, his cock straining his pants. He spent considerable time with her thighs, feeling the soft, sexy skin of her tender thighs, his fingers running over her muscles until he felt her muscles relax, lulled into a false sense of security. His fingers ran all the way to her crotch, stopping just short, pushing the skirt up over her belly, careful not to cover up her lovely, naked tits.

His hands were everywhere beneath her skirt, but the straps held her bound, the stirrups leaving her spread and defenseless. She felt uneasy, but even though he was pulling off her skirt, she found her body responding not to the humiliation of being laid bare

before the men in front of her, but a creeping desire that his hands were building between her legs. She was getting hotter and hotter as his fingers explored her naked thighs and teased so close to the wide spread of her legs and her naked, virgin pussy. His fingers slid over her thighs, demanding, up the inside of her thighs until she felt it at the vee of her legs. She almost welcomed the cool air that blew over her mound when her skirt was pulled up and laid on her stomach. She saw all the men looking at her, but their eyes not on her eyes but staring lustfully between her legs. A rush of shame spread over her body, but she felt the unmistakable wetness between her legs at being so openly raped with their eyes. Even the young man had walked over, stopping to pick up the trash from the basket beside the doctor, filling his bag with it then peering openly between her legs. He smiled at her, winking knowingly at her shame. She braced herself for the first touch of Doctor James on her, but she gasped loudly when he touched her. She expected to feel the impersonal touch of cold, rubber gloves, but she only felt the warm flesh of his fingers on her most intimate body.

James's hand trailed over her belly, before his fingers smoothed through the silken curls of her bush. His fingers moved lower to the soft, fleshy folds of her pussy, the spread of her legs leaving little to the imagination. Even a tight, virgin cunt couldn't conceal the pink inner lips that were exposed, James aiming the light until he could see her moisture glistening back. His fingers glided up and down the soft edges of her slit, intimately inspecting every inch of her inner lips, feeling her juices begin to flow freely.

The soft skin was slick and smooth, peeling her lips back until he could see the tight, virgin hole, barely opened even with the wide spread of her legs. His fingers explored the tight muscles of her pussy, running around the edge of it, testing her resistance with one finger.

Zoey had never felt anything as good as his fingers that played her body like a fine instrument. She no longer cared that she was naked or that men were staring intimately into the depths of her body. All she cared about was the digits that explored her pussy with such skill. She could feel one finger rotated around her virgin hole, teasing the muscles, Zoey expecting to be entered each time, disappointed when she wasn't. It moved back up, between the hair-lined lips of her pussy, deftly parting her lips and sliding back up between her wet lips. She knew where it was going, gasping loudly when it found the tiny knob of her clitoris hidden from sight. His probing finger rubbed salaciously over her pleasure button until she could feel it grow under his expert touch, Zoey jerking in excitement as the pad of his finger circled the quivering, erect nub. It continued to grow under his fingering, growing tautly erect, the pleasure racing between her legs. She never expected to find such pleasure in visiting a doctor, but who else knew a woman's body better than a doctor.

James rubbed her clit, watching it grow from a tiny knob to a throbbing, red organ as it swelled with blood. He teased his finger back and forth over it, Zoey groaning in ecstasy.

His finger, moistened by her juices, slid down to her pussy, this time sliding through the tight muscles until he felt one finger clamped tightly by her muscles. She might not have a hymen but nothing except a finger had every entered this tight hole before. His finger slid into the elastic hole, the soft, warm channel enclosing his digit like a hot blanket as he began to rotate it in her virgin pussy.

She felt his finger in her, in her virgin pussy where no man had ever touched before. It explored her, pushing against her soft muscles, teasing and testing the tightness as if it were preparing her for something much bigger. "That feels good," moaning softly, sure

that this was not like any other physical exam. She felt her virgin pussy lubricating liberally on the impaling fingers as it loosened her up. His other finger continued to work on her clit, this time rubbing it harder, until it grew involuntarily from the obscene teasing.

She writhed helplessly under his touch, feeling his finger inside her begin to work deeper.

His finger was in the moist, warm cavern of her virgin pussy, the walls of her pussy clinging tightly to his finger, teasing his finger deeper with each thrust, pushing hard against the soft, elastic walls as he opened her up. He could feel her juices coating his finger, wanting her completely wet when his tongue explored this virgin hole, wanting to drink from the pleasure of a virgin. He pulled his finger out then pushed two inside her, a soft moan from her lips.

"Too big," she cried out, but the fingers moved deeper inside her, stretching her open.

The fingers worked inside her, teasing and stretching her, a shudder running through her body as his fingers dug deeper into her pussy, fighting the tight, restrictive muscles until she felt his knuckles stretching the mouth of her pussy open, his fingers deep inside her, his fingernails scratching the soft, elastic walls. She felt relief when his fingers left her but behind it laid emptiness. She could still feel the pleasure they gave her when they were inside her.

James wet his lips, leaning over into her chair until his tongue licked up the soft skin of her thigh, running from the knee all the way up to her pussy, inhaling the sweet scent of a virgin in heat. His tongue stopped for only a second then moved up, his tongue gathering up her moisture as he ran over her outer lips until he came to the silky curls of her bush, pulling on the hairs with his teeth as he heard the sharp hiss of her breath. Eager to taste the young virgin, his fingers peeled apart her lips, slowly stretching them wide until he heard her tortured moan. His tongue danced along the edge of her lip, this time sucking up the juices from her inner pussy, his tongue dipping from the top of her slit all the way down to the virgin tightness of her pussy.

She couldn't believe what he was doing to her, but she felt the unmistakable touch of his tongue between her legs and attack her pussy with a vengeance. The fingers had already tortured her virgin pussy until she was almost ready to surrender, but now, the tongue was doing things to her that she could never have fathomed. She felt his tongue seeking out the most intimate parts of her body, the warm, spiraling tongue rotating between her lips, licking up her slit and back down as her buttocks jerked involuntarily.

She would have pressed her thighs around his head if the leather straps hadn't left her bound and spread for this oral ravishment. "OOOOHHH," unable to control the lust in her young body as the doctor performed on her body so miraculously. The tip of his tongue flicked up and down her slit, her body trembling as his fingers spread her open, squeezing the base of her clit until it stood out hard and erect. She groaned loudly in mounting excitement as his tongue moved to her clit and circled the trapped organ, stabbing at it as she quivered in virgin lust. "No, no, don't," she cried out, her body frozen when his lips curled around her swollen organ, sucking lewdly as he drew it into the hot depths of his mouth. His tongue went to work on it, the trapped organ licked maddeningly by the doctor, Zoey's body surrendering to his expert mouth.

Zoey felt a set of hot, moist lips begin to suck on one of her nipples, still swollen, his mouth sucking it inside, stretching the brown flesh and rubbing the sensitive tip back and forth as the turgid nipple grew more erect. The man pushed against her face as he bent

over her, his rigid cock rubbing on her cheek, thankful that at least his pants covered the throbbing organ as he masturbated on her face.

James pushed his tongue into her dripping-wet orifice, fighting the tight knot of her pussy muscles, rotating it as it fought to get inside her virgin hole. His tongue slithered inside her hungry flesh, flicking at the tight walls. He felt her body tighten up, a shriek of ecstasy from her lips as she came, a convulsive shudder running through her virgin body as he lewdly sucked on her virgin hole, flicking deep inside her with his tongue as her muscles convulsed around his slithering tongue. The walls of her elastic passage clenched and poured out her juices, his flicking tongue lapping up her virgin pleasure, refusing to let her stop cumming until he drained every last drop of pleasure from her body.

It hit her suddenly, not even sure what was happening until it was too late. She was humiliated that she was cumming on the doctor's mouth and tongue, but nothing could stop the pleasure that his maddening tongue was dragging from her virgin body. It was her first orgasm with something inside her, never expecting it to be a tongue. She went from one plateau to another, the tongue refusing to let her stop. Even the mouth on her nipples sucked and bit them, driving more pleasure from her body as his throbbing cock rubbed all over her cheeks and nose. It took a long time before her body stopped quivering uncontrollably, her passion spent, her excitement finally retreating. She looked down in shame as the doctor stood up, licking his lips, her juices glowing on his face as he smiled evilly. All of them were standing over her, Zoey finally noticing the large bulges in their pants. The euphoria of her pleasure wore off, the tightness of the leather on her spread legs and the ache in her crotch returned as she felt her consciousness slowly slipping away. She didn't even feel the hands as they released her legs from the chair; her body slumped in the chair as unconsciousness stole her away from them.





Chapter 2


Training a Virgin




She awoke in a strange room, a pounding in her head. She looked down, still dressed in the same clothes as yesterday. She got up, looking out the window, realizing where she was as she looked through the bars into the idyllic garden outside her window. She looked around the room, finding her clothes already put away in the drawers and the closet. She needed a shower, feeling soiled at what they had forced her to do, though she wasn't even sure that it happened. She tried the door, finding it locked; no lock or keyhole on the inside. It rattled for a second then she moved away when she heard steps coming to the door. There was a click as the lock opened, and then the door opened. It was Doctor James.

"Be ready in an hour for breakfast. If you miss it, there is nothing until lunch."

He didn't wait for an answer, closing the door, the lock clicking again, trapping her in the room. Her stomach was growling, so she grabbed her clothes and went into the bathroom. She took a shower, looking around the room as she stripped naked, expecting someone to pop out from anywhere and force himself on her. The hot water felt good, and she still wasn't sure what was real yesterday. Her nipples and pussy weren't sore, but she felt content, sure that they had enforced an orgasm upon her and watched as she

sexually performed like a puppet for them. The shower helped somewhat, the haziness in her head starting to go away.

An orderly came to get her, the door opening suddenly, a man in white pants and shirt ushering her outside. He was younger then Doctor James, more in his late twenties, early thirties. He was large, muscular, though she suspected he might need his strength in a hospital. She followed him to the small cafeteria, only two other people sitting and eating breakfast, each on their own as if they didn't want to be bothered by anyone else. Zoey got her food but had to give her name to the woman behind the counter, not sure why.

She poured a glass of orange juice for Zoey.

"Drink it all. Doctor James is a big fan of Vitamin C."

The food tasted good and her mouth was dry, drinking down all the orange juice as she was told. The orderly came back for her, the others leaving before he did.

"I'm Zoey," trying to be friendly to the orderly. He turned and looked at her.

"I know."

He didn't say anything else, leading her down a hallway, not looking like the way back to her room. He stopped in front of a door, stepping to the side. "Doctor James is expecting you."

She opened the door, not sure what to expect. Was it the same room as yesterday?

Was the chair waiting for me again? Would he strip me naked in front of the others and penetrate my body with his fingers and tongue? Inside was a regular office except for the leather couch like the one yesterday. There were no other doors leading to exam rooms, Zoey's heart beginning to pound again in relief.

James looked at her as she walked in, remembering her naked body and the heat from her pussy as he fingered her. He could almost still taste her juices. She looked more alert now, but that shouldn't last long. The tainted orange juice should be working through her system in the next few minutes. He had plans for her today, his cock already erect. "Come in, Zoey. Glad to see you again."

"Good morning, Doctor James," Zoey trying to be cheery, but she didn't know what to expect and that scared her.

"Sit down," pointing to the black leather couch near his desk. It was larger than the one yesterday, more of just a flat cushion, no sides or ends.

She sat down on the edge, not sure what he wanted from her. Was I supposed to lie down? That is where she ran into trouble yesterday when she laid down. Her mind began to wander, looking around the room, almost forgetting that Doctor James was there. She felt foggy, spacey, not quite right, though she wasn't sure what it was. Her skin tingled, feeling so sensitive, the slightest breeze making the hairs stand up on her neck. She felt a rush of heat through her body, as though it came from the inside, not from the outside.

She squirmed as she sat there, clenching her thighs together as if she could still feel Doctor James's fingers inside her. Now, what made me think of that?

James got up and walked over to Zoey, looking down at her tight, young body. "Kneel on the couch, Zoey," he ordered her, his voice demanding her obedience.

The drugged feeling overcame her, Zoey's body floating above her, a tingling between her legs and her nipples became hard without the slightest provocation. She felt her body kneeling up on the couch, pulling her skirt up, watching Doctor James as he hovered nearby. She was about to settle down on her haunches when James kneeled on the couch behind her.

"Straighten up, Zoey." Her body responded, her back straight, kneeling tall. He was behind her, his hands pulling up her skirt in the back, his hands sliding along her inner thighs. "Spread your legs, Zoey." He urged her legs open, her knees sliding over the leather couch until her legs were spread wide.

She felt hands under her skirt, but they weren't hers. She spread her legs for him; after all, he was her doctor. She felt her skirt pulled up higher, the familiar touch of his hands on her thighs, massaging her muscles as they moved up closer and closer to her pussy. Would he penetrate me again? It was coming back to her, the feeling of his fingers inside her, stretching her, making her wet with desire until she could no longer stop the pleasure that swept through her body, and she came like a wanton whore for him.

She struggled to stay upright, his hands pushing on her, touching her beneath her skirt.

She should be pushing him away; instead, she kneeled submissively in front of him. His hands left her, looking down, seeing them in front of her. They were unbuttoning her blouse, slowly and deliberately, Zoey's hands trying to rise up to stop him, but they fell back down before they got very far. She felt the cool air blowing on her naked skin as he opened her blouse, his fingers rubbing lightly over her skin as he took it off, making her nipples harden to sharp, little points beneath her bra. His fingers behind her pushed into the small of her back, forcing her to arch her back and shove her breasts out obscenely.

"No, please don't," her voice barely audible as she begged him not to bare her breasts, but the bra strap went limp and his fingers slid the straps off her shoulders. She shivered in lust when the bra slid over her nipples as it fell in front of her, her nipples tingling so erotically.

James didn't even touch her breasts, although her nipples were hard and pointed as if they had been caressed to erection. The skirt was next, the hiss of the zipper, and then he unbuttoned the single button, the skirt falling to the couch. His hand slid over her ass, feeling her buttocks clench when he touched her, but she didn't move away, submitting to his fondling hand. He pushed down on her naked back until she bent over, her panties drawn tight over her twin hemispheres, the panties pulled into the deep divide of her ass and the soft folds of her pussy as he made her bend over deeply.

She was on her knees, bent over, her head touching the cold, leather couch, her panties pulled tight over her ass. Her legs were spread and James was taking advantage of the situation, his hand rubbing all over her body, touching her pussy from behind, strong fingers pinching her lips together, a thick finger finding her slit as she remembered the way he had stroked her slit intimately yesterday. A sharp slap to her ass cheek did little to quench the fire that was beginning to burn between her legs as he manhandled her young, ripe body.

James's cock was hard, his balls aching from being denied his pleasure since yesterday. That would not be the case today. Today, Zoey would learn her place in life.

He helped her back up until she was kneeling then forced her down onto her back on the couch. "Put your arms over your head." Zoey obeyed as if she remembered from yesterday. He could see the way her eyes were beginning to glaze over, but it wasn't her eyes that he was interested in, it was the lovely mouth that intrigued him today. He went to the foot of the couch, grabbing her legs and stretching them out. He reached up, hooking his fingers into the waistband of her pretty, white panties and slowly drew them down her legs, her brown bush exposed and then the puffy lips of her pussy were revealed, a faint glistening of juices on her lips.

She was on her back, not sure how, but she felt hands on her legs, seeing Doctor James at the foot of the bed, holding her legs. He reached over, feeling his fingers give her goose bumps as the pushed into her panties, expecting to feel his hands on her naked pussy any second now. Instead, she felt the shame of her panties pulled down, feeling the soft material brush over her pubic hairs, sending shivers through the follicles. She half expected him to spread her legs and reveal her obscenely, but he moved away from her.

She looked to the side of her, Doctor James standing there for a minute. It couldn't be.

He was taking off his clothes, and the only thing Zoey could do was stare at him, unable to take her eyes off him. His shirt was first, a hairy chest, harder than she had expected from a man his age. Her eyes were drawn down as he unbuttoned his pants, the zipper sliding down. She should have looked away, but she couldn't, she had to see it. His pants slid down, stepping out of them, but her eyes were glued to his shorts. She never saw anything that big. It pushed out his shorts like a club in front of him. His hands pushed into the waistband of his shorts and he pulled them down. It bounced free when his shorts slid over it, bouncing back and forth against her stomach. She never thought they could be that big. Where would he put it all? It surely wouldn't go into her. She studied it, not even seeing anything else but that monster that jutted out in front of him. It had to be ten inches or more. Her fingers curled, testing to see if they would fit around the thick girth, sure that they wouldn't. The head was smooth, but it was a beet red, almost purple and she never realized that the rim around the head was so big. The shaft wasn't smooth and slick like the head, able to see blue veins ringing it, thick veins that pulsated with blood. His pubic hairs rose up from his balls, wiry hairs that covered the twin balls that hung between his legs like giant church bells. This wasn't an instrument of pleasure; it was an instrument of torture. Zoey could never take anything that formidable inside her tiny virgin belly. He would kill her with it. She finally looked up at Doctor James's face, her face turning red in shame when he saw where she was looking, grinning evilly back at her.

James climbed on the couch, straddling her body, his knees on either side of her chest. He saw the frightened look on her face, but that only made him harder. He took his prick in his hand and placed it in the cleavage of her firm, young breasts, his hands gathering up her breasts until he formed them around his shaft like a warm, soft blanket.

He was on her chest, his hairy balls dragging along her soft skin as his hands crushed her breasts around his cock until they formed a tunnel around it, the thick head pushed out the top, Zoey forced to stare down at the menacing weapon up close. She could see the juices leaking from the head. Her breasts hurt, his fingers holding them too tight, but he seemed unconcerned for her as he began to thrust his cock between her breasts. She never fathomed such a thing, but he was using her tightly clenched breasts for friction as he fucked his hips back and forth, his hairy balls scratching her chest as they raked her soft skin.

It felt so good, as though it was in her tight pussy, Doctor James spitting down in the valley of her tits when they got too dry, fucking back and forth, as his cock grew in excitement. Her eyes were glossy, but they were staring at the head of his cock each time it slid out from between her breasts.

Her mouth was half-open as she gasped at what he was doing to her. She felt a burning between her legs and dizziness in her head, not sure what she wanted or what was happening. What would it feel like in my mouth? Zoey licking her lips each time the

cock came close to her lips. What would it taste like, the head already glistening with his sperm? What was he waiting for, why doesn't he thrust it in my mouth and force me to suck him? Was I only trying to rationalize my own desires, wanting to be forced to take it in my mouth so my tongue could explore the thick ridge or the taste of his sperm?

James couldn't wait any longer, releasing her breasts as he slid forward, his cock bobbing on her wet lips. Her eyes opened up wide but stared aimlessly at him. She lay passive beneath him.

She shut her eyes as if she could somehow avoid what was to happen. He was going to rape her mouth, and she didn't have the strength to do anything. She felt it on her lips, smooth and hot, rubbing back and forth, she bit her lower lip, hoping to keep his cock from her mouth. She was confused. One minute she could only think about taking his cock in her mouth, and the next, she was disgusted that he was going to rape her mouth and would ultimately pump his foul seed into her virgin mouth. She felt his hands on her head.

"Open your eyes, Zoey." She refused, but she would soon enough. He pushed his cock until the head was on her lips, painting it back and forth over her red lips until they glistened with the precum that her hot breath drew from his cock.

She fought him, trying desperately to twist away, but his hands held her head tight, unable to move. He continued to try to force his cock between her lips, but she refused to open them in spite of his cock rubbing back and forth over her lips. He pushed harder against her lips.

"It's time for you to learn what a man tastes like, Zoey. Don't be afraid, you're going to end up liking it. You're going to be sucking a lot of men's cocks, Zoey."

She was holding her mouth closed so tight that her jaw ached. No matter how much she fought him, he was still sitting on her chest, Zoey unable to move as his cock sought to breach her lips. She felt the confusion in her body, her thoughts returning to what it would feel like to have his cock in her mouth. Here she was naked, pinned to the couch with a man's cock trying to breach her virgin mouth. She pressed her thighs together, her pussy clenching uncontrollably on an unseen lover. Her guard was let down for just a second, but that was all that he needed. His cock was poised between her lips and as her lips quivered and her jaw relaxed, her red lips were forced open and the head of his cock slipped into her mouth.

He didn't think she would ever give, but all of a sudden, she relented, James taking the opportunity to slip his cock through the young girl's red lips until he felt her lips capturing the head of his cock in her hot, wet mouth.

Zoey could feel the smooth head slide through her lips, her lips forced to spread open wide as the head grew bigger, stretching her lips until they were forced to grip the monster just behind the thick helmet. Zoey felt her stomach turning in disgust, nausea coming over her as she realized what he had done. She gagged in revulsion, a salty taste permeating her mouth. As her mouth opened wider, his hips thrust his cock farther into her mouth, brushing across her tongue, sending a shiver of excitement between her legs as it filled her virgin mouth. She refused to acknowledge the pleasure, unable to accept orally pleasing a man, especially when forced to do so.

James began to feed more of his cock into her gaping mouth, her ruby red lips stretched open wide, her young, innocent face looking so sexy with his cock jutting out from her lips. Her lips felt like a tight rubber band, clamped tight around the shaft, her lips in an erotic "O" as he speared her with his cock.

It filled her mouth to overflowing, her cheeks pushed out when he shoved in sideways.

She couldn't do anything but lay there pinned to the bed while he took her mouth for his pleasure. She felt different. The nausea of what she was doing faded from her. He was using her, taking her virgin mouth with his cock while she lay naked beneath him. It wasn't so much pleasure that she felt but submission. She was being forced to service his cock with her mouth. She could do only what was expected of her. She would have to do everything in her power to please him, just as she would have done to her father in order to keep him around. It was as though it was her father's cock that was in her mouth. It was her father's cock that she would have to suck. She wanted to please him.

James felt the moment when she surrendered. The drugs had done their job, her defenses broken down. He began to pump his cock in her mouth, feeling her resistance vanishing as he felt her tongue begin to move in her mouth. First, it moved hesitantly, touching the side of his cock. It moved away when his cock jerked in pleasure, but it returned, this time bolder, her tongue running all the way down the shaft and back up. It stopped when it got to the head; the tip of her tongue running around the ridge, James forced to stop thrusting in order to enjoy the pleasure of her tongue.

She felt his balls resting on her chin. He pushed his cock deeper into her mouth as her tongue began to go to work on him. The strong taste of a man filled her mouth, a constant reminder of what she was doing. She began to suck it, drawing it into her mouth, her tongue finally running over the bg head, thick, salty drops of his juices coating her tongue with its pasty flavor. She hated what she was doing but knew that she had to do it.

She opened her mouth wider, wanting him to feed more of his cock into her virgin mouth and punish her. She pushed her head forward, straining to take more of it between her lips, curling around the shaft, sucking the cock deeper into her mouth and into the hollows of her cheeks. Her tongue never ceased to caress his erection as she felt it growing in her mouth.

James sighed quietly in pleasure, gasping when her teeth nibbled at the ridge of his cock, the sharp bite making his cock jerk in unexpected excitement. He pushed his cock in deeper, hearing her choke, tears in her eyes, but she quietly accepted his cock as he sought to breach the tightness of her throat.

He shoved his cock deep into her mouth, but Zoey knew all along that it was longer than her mouth, and there was only one way for her to take it all. She was almost resigned to the fact when he thrust deep into the back of her mouth, sliding over the roof of her mouth until she felt it at the back of her throat. "GGGLUUGGHH," she choked, Zoey gasping for air, feeling her gagging opening up her throat, James forcing more of the thick cock into the hot confines of her throat. Her stomach turned over as she choked, but she could only lie there submissively as he fed more and more of his cock into her throat.

She could feel the muscles of her throat trying to force the invader out, but James continued to penetrate her throat inch by forceful inch as she was forced to swallow his cock. It felt like a giant sword was being shoved into her gullet.

She sucked nosily on his cock, but James was beyond reason. His cock shoved deep into her virgin throat, the muscles in her throat providing all the pleasure he needed as they began to spasm erotically around his cock. He pushed in and out, her choking and gagging only adding to his pleasure. He looked down at the young girl that was writhing beneath his cock, spearing her sweet, innocent red lips, her face bathed in her submission.

He kept it up for what seemed like hours, surprised when he suddenly pulled out of her throat. She sucked in the precious oxygen, but she felt something else. The cock that was gripped tightly by her lips in her mouth began to jerk violently, hearing James's frenzied cry.

"Suck my cock, Zoey. Take it all." His balls tingled in excitement, feeling his sperm pumping up and began to fill the young virgin's mouth with her first load of sperm. James always cherished this personal moment when he could see the look in her eyes as she felt for the first time a man erupting into her waiting mouth.

It wasn't anything like she expected. She could barely breathe, as her mouth was flooded with his abundant creme, the hot fluid coming in wave after wave that filled her cheeks until she was forced to swallow. Small amounts of his sperm was salty enough, but gallons of sperm filled her mouth, bathing her tongue with the pasty fluid. She gulped loudly as she felt the warm sperm slowly sinking down into her stomach, another wave of sperm replacing it in her mouth. How much does he have? She couldn't believe the copious sperm that came from his cock. The nausea returned as she thought of what she had just swallowed, feeling it sitting heavily in her stomach, his limp cock still in her mouth.

"Lick it before I pull it out," James ordered her.

She had to end this, afraid of vomiting unless he took his limp cock from her mouth.

Her tongue went to work, finally feeling the soft cock sliding over her lips and leaving a trail of drying sperm down her chin. He got off her, her chest covered with his sweat where he had sat on her with his naked ass. He got up, getting dressed, Zoey too weak to move.

James helped her dress but only pulling her skirt on and throwing the blouse around her, not buttoning it up, leaving Zoey without her underwear. She wouldn't need it for now.

It only took a few minutes for Randy to come and get her, the same orderly that brought her.

"Take her back to her room. Her mouth is a little tired, but I am sure that she could be forced into servicing you orally," he whispered to Randy. If she thought his cock was big, wait until she saw Randy's cock. Randy was more than his first name; it was his preoccupation.

Zoey's jaw ache and her mouth had a terrible taste in it. She couldn't wait to get back to her room and take a shower to get rid of what she had endured. She still couldn't believe what he forced her to do. He made her suck his cock and drink down his fluids.

She never felt so much shame as she did now, willingly allowing him to do things with her mouth. She didn't even care that she was half-naked, anything to get back to the safety of her room. She watched as he took the ring of keys and opened her door, Zoey walking into her room, waiting for the security of hearing her door close and lock. The door slammed shut, Zoey turning to see the orderly still standing there.

Randy opened up his pants, pulling down his zipper and lowering his pants. His shorts were next, fisting his cock as he held the foot-long monster in front of him, Zoey looking at him with a shocked look of revulsion on her face. "On your knees, bitch. You're going to suck my cock."

She fell to her knees, the drugs taking all the willpower from her body as he walked over to her. One hand reached into her blouse, pulling it aside so his fingers could maul her breasts, pinching and squeezing them as he fed his cock in her lips. She didn't have to be told what to do; her mouth opened submissively, her lips stretched wide as the thick

cock split her lips open until they felt like they were tearing. He began to fuck her mouth right away, her hands fisted at her side as he held her head so tight that it felt like her ears were going to pop. She choked and gagged for twenty minutes, Randy refusing to take his cock from her lips, his hips continually fucking his cock in and out until she swallowed it reluctantly. Her throat was raw by the time he was finished with her, cumming in her mouth, swallowing as much as she could, but it still dripped in rivulets down her chin.

He finally left her, Zoey going into the bathroom, kneeling by the toilet as she threw up all the sperm that was in her stomach, tasting worse when it came back up than when it went down, if that was possible. She curled up into the center of the bed, her mind confused and wandering.





Chapter 3


A Virgin No Longer




She knew it was in the food, but she had no choice, eating breakfast with reluctance.

She had slept all day yesterday after they had their way with her mouth. She was nervous when Randy came for her in the morning, but he made no attempt to make her suck his cock again. After breakfast, she was brought to Doctor James's office and already the drugs were having an affect on her. He was in his office, but he took her next door, opening up the door to what looked like a bedroom, a large four-poster bed in the center with a frilly white canopy. The drugs were working on her, Zoey not even realizing that her innocence would be taken from her on the bed.

James walked in, seeing the young girl, her skirt shorter this time, a lovely white sweater outlining her full breasts and not even the bra could hide the large nipples that lay beneath. "Good morning, Zoey."

"Good morning, Doctor James," she said nervously. Randy was still in the room as James closed the door. She felt the familiar buzz in her head, the uneasiness as she stood there next to him. She had taken his cock in her mouth yesterday, both of them.

Would I have to do it again? Would they fill my belly with their sperm?

"Get on the bed, Zoey," James pushing her over to the edge of the bed until she stumbled and fell on the white sheets, her short skirt riding up to flash her long, lean legs.

He pulled her up until she was lying on the pillow, her body spread out, ready for the taking.

She shut her eyes, trying to put the images of the two men standing over her out of her head, afraid they would begin to undress and take their cocks out and expect her to take them in her mouth. The bed, at least, felt good, soft and comfortable as if it were enveloping her body to protect her. She felt a movement on the bed, but she dared not open her eyes, trying to retreat into the haziness in her brain. Her body felt like it was floating, her muscles so relaxed. She had no energy, no willpower left, all drained from her body.

Something or someone touched her skin. Fingers touched her stomach, her naked stomach, but how could that be, she was wearing a sweater. A coolness blew across her skin, fingers touching her naked sides, sending shivers up her spine.

"Lift up," his voice whispered to her, and Zoey struggled to sit up, hands helping her, too dazed and confused to protest or stop what was happening. She felt her sweater sliding up over her bra, her arms forced up into the air as if she were surrendering, feeling

the soft sweater pulled from her body. She felt her body floating back down onto the pillow. Hands were fumbling at her waist again, this time on her side, hearing a zipper being pulled down. Were they taking their cocks out? Zoey's body frozen, half expecting to feel the hot, hard flesh of a cock rubbed on her lips. She felt movement under her, finally realizing that it was her skirt that she was being eased out of, feeling it slide under her ass and down her legs. The breeze blew across her naked legs. She refused to open her eyes, sure that she was down to her bra and panties. It was like the other day when they stripped her naked, the men watching as Doctor James made her cum in front of them or when they took her mouth for their pleasure. She was powerless to stop them from committing the unspeakable acts on her body.

"Turn over," James turning her until she was on her side. He deftly unhooked her bra, flipping her onto her back before she could do anything, his hand grabbing the bra and flinging it to the floor. He pulled her limp arms up over her head, her proud breasts pulled up, air blowing gently across her nipples until they grew erect.

She was being systematically stripped naked and there was little she could do about it, her drugged body refusing to respond to her commands. All except her nipples that stood up defiantly, the turgid flesh responding to the hot breeze of someone's breath on them.

Hands returned to her body, sliding over her hips, fingers dipping into the waistband of her panties and sliding them down over her lean legs and ankles. She felt her legs being lifted as the last of her clothes were stripped from her body. She lay in the center of the bed, naked, shivering in fear. She could almost feel his eyes on her, a deep shame and humiliation of being forced to submit in this manner. It was depraved to have an older man, especially a doctor, taking advantage of a young girl such as herself and forcing her to participate in such depravities with not only him, but also the orderly that was there to protect her.

She finally got the nerve to open her eyes, seeing Doctor James staring down at her naked body, her thighs clenched tight as if she could protect her virginity. The orderly was standing nearby, his pants unable to hide the obvious erection that pushed out the front of his pants so obscenely. If Doctor James was going to commit depraved acts on her body, at least let her have the peace of mind to do it in private, not letting others watch and grow excited at her submission.

"Are you relaxed, Zoey?" She finally opened her eyes, but as he stared into them, he could see nothing but confusion.

Why did he ask such a question? He was openly drugging her into submission, yet he asked as if he were doing her a favor. "Yes, Doctor James," she answered. She saw the lust in his eyes, still wondering why her mother had left her here to suffer the sexual indignities of this place. She was trapped with no way to escape except through submission to all their depravities.

James got off the bed and began to undress. Zoey stared at him, not in shame but in excitement, as his cock sprang into view. It wasn't the drugs, but the combination with the aphrodisiac that was driving Zoey.

She couldn't take her eyes off of his cock as he revealed it, licking her lips as she remembered what the smooth head was like when it was in her mouth and his taste as she swallowed his copious sperm. She could feel his hands on her flesh, the way they pinched and prodded her nipples to painful hardness or the feel of his tongue between her thighs as he swallowed her cum when he enforced the orgasm from her untrained body in

front of the other men. All of a sudden, it dawned on her. She was naked in this bed, Doctor James moving toward her, his iron-hard cock in front of him. He was going to fuck her. Take her innocence from her. She finally was able to admit what was going to happen, not in fear or shame, but the excitement that was spreading between her legs at the thought of taking that large cock between her thighs and into her virgin passage. The last two days were only a prelude to today, igniting a fire between her legs that only his cock could extinguish. This was like nothing she ever fathomed to happen when she gave up her virginity. It was always someone her own age, a love between them until they were ready to finally consummate their spiritual and physical relationship. An older man, as old as her father, was naked and coming toward her. She knew he would soon be on her naked body, his rigid cock inside her as he fucked her, not out of love but lust. Others would follow, Randy standing next to the bed watching them, growing excited at the thought of taking the Doctor's place inside her.

She felt Doctor James on the bed next to her, feeling the hot flesh of his cock rubbing against her hip. She couldn't move as he kissed her neck, one hand on her naked breast, fingers teasing and tugging at her nipple until it ached in pleasure. He pinched harder, her soft moan making his cock jerk against her hip. Her arousal increased, his mouth slipping down from her neck to latch onto her erect nipple, his teeth biting into the aroused flesh, Zoey arching her back as the powerful suction of his mouth drew it deep into his mouth where his tongue could tease at the sensitive flesh. She found her body accepting, even welcoming his lewd advances, his throbbing flesh on her hip, jerking and jumping in pleasure. He released her nipple, one of his hands sliding over her belly and pushing through the soft tendrils of her bush, his other hand stroking his cock, Zoey staring at it as it grew unbelievably larger.

He needed to get inside the young virgin soon, his balls aching for relief. He felt her cunt, his fingers slipping through the puffy lips of her mound, pushing apart the flesh folds to find her hot and wet beneath. One leg began to part wider, Zoey groaning in pleasure.

She looked up to see him kneeling between her legs, his powerful hands on her legs and pushing them out as he spread her lewdly. His fingers had already warned her of the pleasure of what was to come, but her hips thrust up from the bed, and she cried out when his tongue pressed between the folds of her pussy and started flicking up and down the quivering opening. She remembered the first time he did this to her when she was bound on the exam table, her body tense as she waited for his tongue to seek out her pleasure button. "AAAAAHHH," she cried out when his hot lips grasped her clit, sucking the inflamed organ into his mouth, his tongue exciting the tender tip as it lashed it back and forth. She struggled not to cum, wanting the pleasure to last forever.

He tasted her juices, her pussy flowing freely with her excitement. He could feel her body trembling beneath his searching mouth as he explored her virgin flesh for the last time. He pulled away from her pussy, seeing her eyes open in denial. He pushed his body up over her, his knees pushing out on her thighs until her legs were spread obscenely, feeling her hard nipples rubbing over his chest until his face was over hers. He pressed his lips against her soft lips, his tongue seeking entrance between her trembling lips, sinking deep into the hot depths of the young girl's mouth as he kissed her passionately, not as a father would, but a lover, an experienced, older lover.

He took her breath away when he kissed her, Zoey not expecting it or accepting it, his tongue darting inside her mouth, Zoey's tongue trying to avoid his probing and

unwelcomed tongue. It was bad enough the things he did to her body, but to kiss her like a lover would was beyond her comprehension. His body was covering hers, feeling the hairs on his chest tease her nipples into hardened rocks of pleasure. He spread her legs too wide, her crotch aching, but she could feel the undeniable touch of a thick hot cock rubbing up and down her mound, his hips pushing hard until the shaft was forced between the virgin lips of her pussy, feeling the throbbing organ rubbing against her soft, wet inner flesh. He began to pump his cock back and forth, like a dog in heat, the hot pleasure racing through her loins as the head of the massive cock rubbed maddeningly against her hard, swollen clit. His hands were everywhere, grabbing her breasts too hard, her nipples punished for their hardness as his fingers sought out the erect tips.

"Get ready to be fucked, Zoey." James pulled up so he could fist his cock, rubbing the head up and down her slit while he gathered up her abundant juices. He looked into her eyes as he fitted the thick helmet of his cock against the tight knot of her virgin pussy, feeling the resisting muscles straining to keep him out. He pushed harder, feeling her begin to open, seeing the change in her eyes as she realized that no matter what she did, she could not keep his cock from her virgin passage. He pushed hard, finally having success in entering the virgin girl.

Her pussy lips almost cradled his cock, never feeling such pleasure as it raced up and down her slit and played over her clit. He pulled back, feeling the hot cock begin to enter her, crying out as her virgin belly resisted the thick flesh from entering. He wouldn't relent, the pressure building as his powerful hips drove it deeper into her moistened hole. He was staring down at her, a licentious grin on his face as she felt the pain, whimpering from the painful stab of his cock into her soft, narrow passage. He didn't stop, her cry only making him push harder, his fleshy shaft burrowing deeper into her virgin passage. Even though she had no hymen, she had never felt the flesh of a man inside her, and Doctor James's cock was too big for her to take inside. "No, No," she begged, tears falling from her eyes as he pinned her to the bed, his cock refusing to take no for an answer.

"EEEEEEHHH," crying out inhumanly when the thick head of his cock slid inside her, her tight outer rim clasped tightly around the shaft and holding him inside her. Her scream made his cock jerk in pleasure, her insides fighting the painful stretching.

She squirmed beneath him as he shoved his cock deeper into the vainly resisting belly, her elastic walls stretched by the massiveness of his organ, her muscles clinging to his cock as if it was refusing to let it go. He pulled out then thrust in again, probing the tight belly, trying to loosen her up for the powerful fucking that he required of her. This would not be a tender lovemaking but the passion and power of an older man taking all that he wanted of a young, virgin girl, making her feel the mastery of his cock until she surrendered to his pleasure.

He probed her with his cock, each time going deeper, skewering her into the bed with his cock, feeling the thick ridge rubbing her insides, the thick veins teasing the soft, elastic walls of her virgin passage as he fucked her. She had never felt anything like it, his cock forcing all her desires and thoughts to the one place deep between her legs. She tried to put it out of her mind, but all she could hear, sense and feel was the cock that was driving deeper and deeper into her very soul. She felt her hips moving, first side to side, the cock stretching her with every movement. He began to push in and out in a slow, maddening probing, her insides clinging to his shaft when it pulled out, then forced harshly aside when he thrust back in. She felt it all through her body, coming alive with the touch of his cock

inside her, the cock touching nerve endings deep inside her that lay dormant until his cock had breached her virgin belly. It was too big, but she couldn't stop the pleasure from the demanding cock as it sought out the depths of her virgin belly.

James had half of his cock inside her, withdrawing his cock with a lewd sucking sound, then thrusting back in with a ferocity that made her tits dance on her chest. Four inches of cock inside her, drawing out, another sharp fuck back in, and he felt the head of his cock smash painfully against her cervix, but he was sure that it was nothing compared to what she felt, Zoey crying out in pain. He began to fuck her rhythmically, making the once virgin take the full measure of his cock with each stroke, slamming her body into the bed with a powerful vengeance. He smashed his body onto hers, his tongue jammed deep into her mouth and throat as his cock began to rip through her body with painful regularity.

Zoey couldn't believe the feelings that his cock was drawing from her body. One minute, he would fuck her too hard, painfully shoving aside all resistance and smashing so deep inside her that she was sure his cock would come out her mouth. The next, she felt the delicious pleasure as his cock pulled out, the thick ridge and gnarled veins teasing and taunting her passage with incredible excitement. He was pounding into her helplessly spread body, feeling the heavy balls slapping against her anus when he thrust inside her, Zoey unable to resist what he was doing to her plundered body. Her insides doused his cock in her lustful juices, his cock sliding up and down her wet, warm passage with the power of a piston, able to know exactly when it would shove back inside her, feeling the painful thrust as it bashed against her cervix, his heavy balls slapping loudly against her anus.

His hands went underneath her, his fingers tearing into her full, round buttocks, spreading her cheeks as he kneaded her firm flesh and pulled her cheeks apart and force her ass up to meet his thrusts.

She twisted beneath him, his fingers hurting as they dug into her cheeks, her anus spreading too wide when his fingers yanked her crack open too far. He pulled her to meet his powerful thrusts, forcing her hard against him as he punched his cock inside her with cruel thrusts. It was as though he was trying to punish her for letting him take her virginity.

The head of his cock felt like it was trying to enter her womb, the flared head hitting her like a hammer, deep inside her. In spite of all the pain, her insides clung to his cock with passion, drawing out all the pleasure it could.

James wouldn't last much longer, ready to explode inside the young girl and bathe her once-virgin passage with his hot sperm. He pulled her up by her buttocks, splitting her up the middle with his plunging cock, feeling the friction of her tight cunt on his cock.

How could it get any bigger? The head bulged, shoving inside her, stretching her where she didn't think she could stretch any larger. She heard his frantic breathing, knowing from when he spurted in her mouth that he was ready to cum. She felt it, the thick hott sperm burning her insides, feeling like molten lava filling her belly with powerful jets. "AAAAAHHHH," she cried out as her orgasm overcame her, hitting her unexpectedly when he came inside her. "IIIII'MMMM CCCCUMMMMINNNG," shrieking at the top of her voice as the pleasure raced through her body.

He came over and over inside her, feeling the spasm of her muscles as she came with him, her belly milking jet after jet of sperm to fill her once-virgin belly. He finally slumped down on her, his cock milked one last time by the hot walls of her clasping pussy.

His body was crushing hers, but she dared not say a thing. He was still inside her, but his sperm was already leaking out, finally feeling him get off her, her legs cramped, unable to close them and hide her wanton pussy. He got up and got dressed, Zoey curled up into a ball on the bed, a pool of wet sperm next to her as she body shook uncontrollably.

She heard the door close, relieved that she was alone, ashamed and spoiled, no longer a virgin, forced to cum while he raped her.

"On your belly, I'll take you from behind." Randy rolled her onto her belly, spreading her legs as he climbed on her back, rising up enough to fist his cock and find her slippery hole. He entered her with a powerful thrust, five inches of cock filling and stretching her as her head shot up in pain. He cared little of her pain; all he wanted to feel was the pleasure of her pussy as she milked his cock of his sperm.

She couldn't believe the pain when he took her from behind, his cock bigger, able to fuck in deeper. He took her hard and fast, her insides forced into submission by his demanding cock, thankful for the sperm of Doctor James that lubricated her pussy as he fucked her. He lay on her back as he rammed his cock between her legs with punishing regularity. By the time he came, she could barely breathe, his heavy body squeezing the air from her lungs. Her insides felt like they were rubbed raw by his cock, the incessant pounding and friction tearing at the soft walls of her pussy. She only felt relief when his hot sperm pulsed inside her, bathing the abraded walls.

It took a while before she could dress and walk back to her room, still feeling the cocks inside her as she walked. The door closed behind her, leaving her in solitude with her own thoughts. In three days, she had lost the virginity of her mouth and pussy. What were they turning me into? She fell asleep into a drug-induced stupor but felt the bed move during the night. Her hand went to the side, feeling the hot flesh of body next to her.

"On your back," the voice told her, feeling strong, masculine hands turning her onto her back, hands spreading her legs, Zoey knowing what was about to happen. A hot body covered her, a cock entering her without any preliminaries, shoving deep inside her without warning. It hurt when he entered her, but it got worse.

"Open your mouth," hands grabbed her face and turned her head to the side.

She felt the hot flesh of a cock on her lips, submissively opening her mouth and taking him inside. She didn't know who they were; all she knew was that she had to make sure they got pleasure from her body or they would pound into her all night long. For a virgin only days ago, she performed like a wanton whore, making each of the men cum inside her. She curled up into a ball again, but she slept pitifully the rest of the night, afraid that some man would come in and take her mouth or pussy.





Chapter 4


Rape Victims for Sale




Doctor James saw her in a neighboring town, working in a small department store.

She had just graduated from high school, her life relegated to a low-paying job or a quick marriage. Petite, under five feet, but she had the body of a woman: firm, pointed breasts that begged to be touched, full hips and a luscious ass that swayed so seductively even though James had his doubts that she fully understood how sensuous she was. James had to have her, putting into place all that was necessary to secure her imprisonment at Heil Hospital.

Melissa had just started work when the sheriff came into the store. "Can I help you, Sheriff?" She tried to be cheerful, but a shiver of dread ran up her spine when she saw the way he looked at her.

"I need to speak to Mr. Russell."

"I'll get him; he's in his office in the back." She felt a large hand on her shoulder, strong fingers digging into her skin.

"I know where he is." He brushed past her, but his cock was already hard when he first saw her. A petite little blonde; he knew of her family, religious to a fault, hoping that their piety had rubbed off on her and she was a virgin. She had a pert little nose, big blue eyes with a look of innocence in them, but it was her mouth that intrigued him. She had a tiny mouth with full lips, his imagination running away with himself as he imagined her on her knees, her lips split by his big cock as her blue eyes begged him. There would be no mercy until he had ejaculated in her mouth and she had swallowed all of his sperm.

Sheriff Brody was tall and muscular, his stature overshadowing her petite body, but she had all the womanly curves in the right places. He knew he wouldn't get first chance at this young beauty, but she would still have lots of fight left in her, Sheriff Brody enjoying physically overpowering young girls with his big cock.

Mr. Russell looked up as Sheriff Brody walked in, remembering the promise he had made him almost a year ago when he got his son off with just a misdemeanor drug possession when he was busted with a half pound of cocaine. Jeremy had been to drug rehab and had gotten his life back together thanks to Sheriff Brody. Mr. Russell had promised to repay the favor and knew the time had come. "Hello Sheriff, can I get you a cup of coffee?" He wondered what it was, but he knew he had no choice in the matter, Jeremy still on probation and the sheriff could revoke it and send him to county jail for at least a year.

"No, thanks, Jim, I had enough today. How is Jeremy doing?"

"He's doing great, thanks to you, Sheriff. He's turned his life around."

"I'm glad I could do you the favor, Jim. I'm hoping you can repay the favor now."

"Anything you want, Sheriff, anything." He would do anything to keep Jeremy out of jail. The boy had just made some terrible decisions, but county jail was known to be a terrible place for a young boy like Jeremy to be incarcerated. He would be traumatized for life.

"How long has Melissa worked for you, Jim?"

"About two months, Sheriff. Anything wrong? She comes from a good God-fearing family." Melissa was a good worker, showing up on time and doing what she was told.

She was a little shy, but it's not as if they pushed their customers into buying things.

Sheriff Brody handed him $200.00 in twenties. "Put these in her locker after she goes home tonight, and then call my deputy. Tell him you suspect she might be taking money from the register. I'll do the rest." He put the money on the desk, seeing the shocked look on his face.

"I can't do that; she's a good kid." What were they planning to do to her?

"I wouldn't want Jeremy to have a relapse and have to revoke his probation. Some of the men in county jail would love to have him as their girlfriend. Can you imagine what they would make him do or do to him? For a year, he would be a sexual plaything for a perverted monster. Would you rather help Melissa or your own blood?"

Jim had no choice, picking up the $200.00. "Then we're even, Sheriff?"

"Yep. I'll never bother you again." He left, not saying a word to Melissa as he walked out. In a month, he would see her again, and she would remember that vividly.

The sheriff and deputy visited the store the next morning, shortly after Melissa came to work. They brushed past her without saying a word, but the look she received said more than she wanted to hear. She began to sweat, fearing what they wanted. She heard them in the back room where the lockers were. She wanted to run, but her feet refused to move. They came back into the store, this time with Mr. Russell.

Sheriff Brody swung her around before she could even react, the deputy grabbed her wrists, feeling the cold steel of handcuffs on her wrists and the finality of the click as they pinned her wrists together with a chain of shiny steel. Tears were running down her cheeks as the deputy said the fearful words.

"Melissa Manchester, you are under arrest for larceny. Any thing you say can be used against you in a court of law." She didn't even hear the rest, the whole thing now just a cloud in her head. She was thrown into the back seat of the cruiser, the smell of alcohol and vomit permeating the seats. It was a short ride to the police station, but it felt like a lifetime to Melissa. Her life was crumbling around her, and all she could do was blubber like a baby.

She was officially arrested and fingerprinted; a woman police officer came to get her.

"This way," grabbing Melissa's cuffed wrists and half dragging the reluctant teen to the examining room. It was a sterile room; white walls and floors, only a menacing table in the center. There was a single door to get in, but on the walls were mirrors, in reality one-way glass that those could see in, but the occupants could not see out.

She thought she would be taken to a cell and a promise of a single telephone call to her father, sure that he would have this misunderstanding cleared up, and she would be home safe in her bed tonight. Instead, she was ushered into an almost-empty room, her reflection shooting back at her from the mirrors on the walls. She saw the orange jumpsuit, standard issue for prisoners, her heart sinking deeper as her despair rose.

"You can make this hard or easy; it's up to you, Melissa. I have to do a strip search before I can let you make your phone call. You can help me, or I will do it by force. If necessary, I will call the sheriff in to help me. Now, you don't want me to do that, do you, the sheriff seeing you naked?"

Melissa never felt as helpless as she did now. Her family had always sheltered her, and now, she was being forced to face the reality of this cruel hoax without them. She knew she was innocent, and they would soon find this out, but for now, she had to cooperate. "No, don't let him see me." Melissa had never been naked in front of man, even the thought of a female deputy seeing her naked scared her.

"That's a good girl," the deputy grabbed the plastic gloves, slipping them on her hands, though she would have preferred to feel the wetness and the heat of the young girl, she had to maintain her authority. A lesbian by nature, she hid her choice from the others, though they never objected when she paid more attention to a girl than was necessary, sure that they were standing on the other side of the glass watching and maybe even filming all that transpired. She would give them a good show today; the trembling young girl was scared and unsure of what was to going to happen.

Melissa, at least, felt some sense of relief when the handcuffs were taken off her wrists; the first time she was free in a long time. She feared the rubber gloves on the deputy's hands, not wanting them to go where she knew they would.

"Stand up straight, hands at your sides," her authoritative voice making Melissa jump to rigid attention.

The deputy's hands were all over her, fingers running through Melissa's hair, feeling the follicles pulled from her head when her fingers were too rough, but Melissa didn't dare move a muscle or protest. The foul taste of the rubber gloves filled her mouth as her lips were pulled wide apart, fingers pushed into her mouth, choking her as they grabbed her tongue and pulled it out until it felt like it was being yanked from the back of her mouth.

Fingers ran over her gums and teeth, even pushing back into the far reaches of her mouth until she gagged as they almost entered her throat. Her throat opened as she retched, uncomfortable as they entered her throat and scratched the shallow passage.

What a nice pink tongue, the deputy wishing it was between her legs, forcing the young girl to lick her pussy as she guided her head to touch all the places that would make her cum on the young girl's tongue.

The deputy finally pulled her hands from her mouth, but the foul taste lingered.

Melissa hated hearing the next words.

"Take off your blouse, and put it on the table." Melissa's fingers were trembling, but she obeyed without question. What a nice, submissive little slut she would make, though she doubted that she would willingly submit so easily if she knew her virtue was in jeopardy. She had nice tits, pulling the blouse off, the deputy turning her to the side so she faced the mirrors, wanting everyone to see all that she had to offer. She stood behind her, her fingers sliding up her back as Melissa arched her back to escape the touch, but only managing to thrust her young tits out for all to ogle on the other side of the mirrors.

She found the catch of the bra, letting her wait in anticipation before she took her bra from her. "Keep your hands at your sides, Melissa," she warned her as she unsnapped the bra and slipped the bra straps down her arm, grabbing it before it fell to the floor. She threw the bra on the table, looking over the girl's shoulders as she stood half-naked facing the mirrors. "Good girl, lace your fingers behind your neck." She moved in front of her, looking down at the firm flesh that stood up without the support of a bra, the deputy wishing she were that young again.

She felt she was on display even though she was only with the deputy in the room.

She was half-naked, her reflection shooting back her image, her hands behind her neck, her breasts pushed out as if she were teasing. She felt uneasy, as if she were stripping naked for a group of strangers. Men. The deputy stood in front of her.

"Bow your elbows out to the sides." She wanted her posing for the men. "Arch your back." She watched as Melissa thrust out her young, pert breasts, not failing to notice that the nipples were beginning to get hard. "Hold still," she warned her. Her hands went to her breasts, slipping beneath them as if she were hefting them up for all to see. The nipples began to get harder, the deputy releasing her breasts, but not before her fingertips gazed lightly over the tips, feeling them swell under the touch.

Did she do that on purpose? A shiver running up her spine as fingers touched her nipples. Or was it just the breeze? She stepped back away from Melissa, but she knew she wasn't done.

"Take off your skirt, Melissa." Her breasts bounced gently as her fingers moved to the side of her skirt, the zipper sliding down slowly, the button opened. She slid the skirt down, her breasts hanging down erotically as Melissa stepped out of the skirt, folding it

neatly with the rest of her clothes. She stood back up, white panties covering her. They wouldn't last long.

"Get on the table. On your back." She moved closer to Melissa, forcing her to back up to the table. This is the part she liked, eager to test the young girl's tight pussy, hoping she might be a virgin.

At least she still had her panties on, but she wasn't sure how long that would last. She bumped into the table, finally forced to sit down on it as the deputy moved menacingly close to her.

"Lay back."

She felt the cold table on her back, her feet still hanging over the edge, as she lay prone on the table. She felt the deputy's hands on her ankles, pulling her legs up until Melissa found herself almost bent in two, her ass rising up from the table, never feeling so exposed as she was now.

She had a nice ass, the panties pulling tight over her buttocks, but the deputy could see the outline of her crack and, also, the way the panties pulled tightly over her pussy lips. "I'm going to take your panties off, Melissa," grabbing the waistband of the panties from behind and slowly pulling them down her buttocks. She saw her buttocks contract as it was revealed, her crack held tightly together, pulling the panties lower and lower until the back of her pussy was revealed. It didn't take long to pull them off and throw them with the rest of her clothes. "Grab your legs behind your knees and roll your legs up into the air, Melissa."

It was obscene, but she obeyed, her body bent almost in half, Melissa forced to pull her legs up as she tried to clench her buttocks and thighs together. She feared the rubber gloves with her body situated, as it was, completely naked and vulnerable.

The deputy moved behind Melissa so the others would see the young girl displayed to them and the cameras. "Pull your legs open to the sides, Melissa, so I can do an internal examination. I must make sure you don't have anything hidden inside." She used her hands to guide the reluctant girl to spread herself open.

It was humiliating enough to see her own image in the mirrors bouncing back the obscene spectacle as her private parts opened up in the bright lights of the room. Melissa never felt so much shame as she did now, her hands holding herself open as the deputy moved back between her legs and fearful of the first touch of her hands on her sex.

She had to be a virgin, even with the wide spread of her legs, her pussy lips barely opened wide enough to see not more than a glimpse of pink flesh between them. The deputy looked at her intimately, her own pussy growing wet with desire, wishing she could do what she wanted with the young girl, but others wanted her for a more sinister reason, sure that Melissa would not like any of what was going to happen to her.

Melissa bit her lip when she felt the deputy's hot breath blowing on her vagina, sure that her face was only inches from her. She tried to brace herself for what was going to happen, but nothing could have prepared her for the first touch of the deputy's hands on her lips. She gasped loudly as fingers pinched her lips, slowly stretching them open, the air blowing between her legs and onto her inner lips as they were exposed. She couldn't look, clenching her eyes tightly as the fingers moved up and down her slit, minutely inspecting every inch of her intimate flesh before she felt a finger pushing inside her.

She was still dry, but it was probably out of fear, the deputy wishing she could use her tongue on the young virgin. She would have her creaming nicely within minutes. Her

finger went to her pussy, fighting to slip the tip of her finger in before she felt her hymen.

"A virgin," she said loudly for the others beyond the mirror to hear. She deserted her hole, but her finger slid up and down her slit as though she was still inspecting her, though she didn't ignore her clit, finding it beneath her hood and coaxing it out of hiding with her experienced finger. She rubbed the young girl until she felt the moisture drawn from her body, stopping as fast as she had begun.

The deputy stood up in front of her, a smile on her face as Melissa felt the first twinge of unwanted arousal in her body from the fingers that played with her. She took out a jar of Vaseline, dipping her finger into it, Melissa knowing exactly where it was going.

"Roll up higher. Try to relax, and it will go easier. If you fight my finger, you could damage yourself." Melissa bought it all, drawing her legs up so high, the tiny anus revealed, her crack all but disappeared by the wide spread of her legs.

Melissa tasted blood when she bit her lip, the cold finger touching her anus, her muscles going into spasms from the unwelcome touch. The finger circled her shrinking anus, lubricating it for the penetration that Melissa knew would be soon. The finger stopped, poised at her anus, Melissa feeling the pressure as the finger sought entrance to the most intimate hole in her body. Her muscles tried to fight it off, but Melissa couldn't stop it as she felt her anal ring begin to open under the forceful finger, the slick digit sliding deeper through the tight knot. She cried out in shame as the tip of her finger slid through her anal ring, feeling the uncomfortable feeling of a finger entering a hole that was only built to push out. The finger squirmed up her backside, pushing hard against the elastic walls until she felt it resting in her rectum, pushing hard against the muscles.

It felt like the deputy's finger was caught in a hot, tight vise, a cock or a finger had never visited the young girl's anus. "You're tight, Melissa. Relax; I have to go in deeper."

She waited, feeling her trying to relax, but the young virgin was too fearful, the deputy penetrating her deeper in spite of the tightness.

Her behind rose up from the table as the finger squirmed deeper into her guts. It felt terrible, a finger sliding inside her, twisting and turning, the thick knuckles feeling so big as it stretched her from the inside. Melissa didn't know how much longer she could take this humiliation, the deputy's finger never stopping as it slid deeper into her bowels. Melissa finally felt her knuckles hit her anus, the finger in as deep as it could go. Please, take it out, she begged silently, but the finger didn't come out.

She hated to pull her finger out, but she was finished. "Nothing in there." She pulled her finger out, but she left Melissa in that position of shame as the others looked at all her intimate holes exposed, especially her tiny anus, slowly closing from the finger that penetrated her. She slapped Melissa on the ass. "Grab the jump suit and your underwear, and get dressed."

They watched with obscurity behind the one-way mirror as the young girl finally dressed. "She's the one," Doctor James telling Judge Holmes.

"The usual arrangement and I will get her assigned to Heil Hospital. I can convince her and her parents that it is the best place for her. Only one more thing. I want to be the first one in that tight, virgin ass hole. I want to hear her scream as I drive my cock up her ass hole for the first time." Judge Holmes might be sixty, but when she felt his big, hard cock up her rectum for the first time, she would think it was the cock of a much younger, virile man that was ripping her apart.

"Agreed; I have already sold her virgin pussy for a considerable amount of money; a gentlemen paying greatly to rape the young girl. I think it would be the ultimate humiliation for you to help her, and then for her to find out that you only deceived her so you could sodomize her."

"Next Tuesday I will have her transported to your hospital. Tell me when I can have my time with her." They both left as the young girl was marched off to her cell and her phone call.



* * *

Her parents couldn't believe what they were hearing when she called them. They rushed down to the police station, but they couldn't get her released until the following morning. That night, Melissa cried herself to sleep in a lonely cell.

Even with a lawyer, the prosecutor refused to drop the charges, almost as if he had a personal vendetta against Melissa. The court date was tomorrow, and Melissa's parents tried one desperate attempt. They called Judge Holmes, surprised that he agreed to meet with them.

"I must meet you without your attorney. This is most out of the ordinary, but I feel that your daughter is being unjustly pursued by an overzealous prosecutor."

Melissa and her parents were in his office within the hour. Judge Holmes was behind a desk, his obvious erection from seeing Melissa again, hidden, in spite of the fact that she was dressed this time.

"I cannot force the prosecutor to drop the charges, and I feel with the evidence he has, I would be overturned in appeals court if I produced a not guilty verdict. There is one way that I think I can take the wind out of his sails."

"Anything," Melissa's father begged. They couldn't understand how all this could have happened. They were a God-fearing family, and Melissa had the same values. She could never done what they said she did.

"I would have to give her a year in county jail if convicted. If you would plead Melissa not guilty by reason of temporary insanity, I would be able to send her for an indeterminate time to a hospital that would care for her mental condition."

"I'm not crazy," Melissa protested.

"I know, but this might be the only way."

"I don't want her going to a nut house. I know what they are like," Melissa's mother protested.

"Yes, some of them are worse than prisons. I know Doctor James at Heil Hospital.

He has agreed to take Melissa. If everything goes as planned, she will be found 'cured'

and released in a month. Even if it took longer, Heil Hospital is much better than county jail."

"Can we think about it?" Melissa's father was at his wits end, not sure how he could protect his daughter any longer.

"I'm afraid not. I could lose my judgeship if there was even a hint that I talked to you, never mind planning such a thing. That is why your attorney must not even know. You would just tell him of your decision and leave the rest to me. But I must know before you leave."

"I'm afraid, Daddy." Melissa had tears in her eyes as she contemplated her future, jail or a mental hospital. This was not what she had ever contemplated her life would lead to,

but the one night in jail and the dehumanizing strip search was more than she could handle.

"I think we should take the Judge's kind offer. I don't want my daughter in county jail."

Melissa's mother made up her mind.

"I think so, too, Melissa. Will you trust us, Melissa?" Her father hated to do it, but he felt so helpless, unable to help her as he did all her life.

"Whatever you think is best, Daddy. I know you won't let anything happen to me."

She almost felt relief that the good judge was helping her, thankful for his help. "Thank you, Judge Holmes. I don't know how to thank you."

Judge Holmes could only smile as one hand under his desk slid up and down his cock as he thought of slipping his cock up the girl's tight, virgin rectum. She wouldn't be saying thank you when he breached her tight anus for the first time, but crying out, "Oh, God, help me".



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"I don't think it's a good idea," Melissa's attorney tried to convince her when her parents mentioned the idea. "The courts would have no control over her, only her doctor could release her or keep her confined. It could be longer than the maximum term of one year."

"Do it," Melissa's father forceful.

The trial was short, Doctor James testifying as to Melissa's incompetence, even though he had never talked to Melissa. No one ever asked the question. The prosecutor tried to refute the testimony, but Judge Holmes overruled him. Within two hours, Judge Holmes voiced his decision.

"I find Melissa Manchester not guilty by reason of mental deficiency. I order her committed to Heil Hospital until it has been determined that she is no longer a menace to society or herself. Dismissed."

They took her away before she could say more than two words. There was an ambulance out back, Melissa strapped to a gurney with thick leather straps. She panicked when they stuck a needle in her arm, but she lost consciousness within seconds, her body floating off.



* * *

It was two days before they were ready; Melissa kept in a drug-induced state until they made everything ready. Her parents were thrilled that they were requested to furnish some of her bedroom furniture and decorations, though they were disappointed that she would not be able to see visitors the first month. It was for her own protection, the hospital staff told them.

She could hardly move when her eyes began to flutter open, the bright lights almost blinding her as she stared up at the ceiling. Her body still felt like it was floating, her muscles feeling like they hadn't been used for months. Where am I? The fuzz in her brain slowly began to clear, and she recalled being taken from court and put into an ambulance, but that was all she could recall. She finally turned her head to the side, the reflection of the bed shining back from the large mirror that almost took up the one sidewall, a smaller mirror reflecting back from the foot of the bed. It suddenly dawned on her that she was in her own bed. It was her bed from home. It looked exactly like it, down to the white down comforter she had. It must be the same, there was a black stain at the foot of the bed were she had experimented with black nail polish and spilled it when she heard her

mother coming. Melissa looked over her head, a row of her stuffed animals looking down at her as if they had never been touched.

She sat up in the bed, finally realizing that she wasn't at home in her bedroom but in a strange room with some of her furniture in it. She looked down at her clothes, a sweater and skirt straight out of her closet, even down to the pair of tennis shoes and socks. In spite of her furniture, the room still felt cold and sterile. She finally gathered up enough strength, standing up, her legs wobbling for a moment before she went into the bathroom.

The bathroom was like the other room, looking like a hospital bathroom, opening the medicine cabinet, finding it empty. The only thing she saw was a brush and comb of hers.

She was startled, hearing the door in the other room opening, peering around the corner, frightened when she saw two men enter. They didn't look like doctors, both of them dressed in regular clothes. One was older, late fifties or sixties; at her age, all men looked old. The other was in his thirties or forties, both of them big, and they looked powerful in spite of their age. "C-C-Can I help y-you?" her voice cracking with fear.

"Ah, you must be Melissa. Come out here." Paul eyed the young girl again, remembering what she looked like naked. Jerome was here to help him restrain the girl while Paul raped her the first time. After that, some tight bondage for her arms would only be needed, for they tired quickly and once they lost their virginity, they lost much of their fight. "Come now, don't make me wait."

Melissa was scared of him, but she was unsure of herself and the hospital. She didn't want to displease him; he might be the one that decides her fate. "Yes, Sir," she said as she walked out of the bathroom. The other man looked at her as she walked into the room, then he moved to the bathroom, closing the door to it. "Are you a doctor?" She was almost afraid to ask.

Paul had waited for this moment ever since he had seen her stripped naked by the matron, suffering as she had her virgin pussy and anus probed so intimately. He knew he would be the first man to penetrate her virginal belly with a cock, his rape forever burned in her brain. His cock was rock hard at the thought of how she would fight him off, tiring quickly and her utter despair as she finally stopped struggling. Then his hands would be free to explore the body that he had seen naked--until he finally revealed the massive prick that would penetrate her thin hymen and fuck her hard, coming in the young girl even as she begged him not to. He looked at the lovely body in the sweater, pulled tightly over her young, firm breasts, able to imagine the nipples that lay nestled in her lovely bra. His eyes drifted down to her legs, the short skirt hiding long, lean legs from his eyes, his eyes moving back up to the virginal treasure that lay where her legs joined.

He didn't say a word, but his lustful stare frightened her. "If you don't leave, I will scream."

"I fully expect you to, Melissa, considering what I am going to do to you. It wouldn't be half as enjoyable if you didn't fight." Paul's hand reached down to the front of his pants, sliding his hand over the bulge of his cock, her eyes opened wide in terror as the sudden realization hit her.

"No, don't." His hand went to his crotch, Melissa turning red when he rubbed the huge bulge in the front of his pants. She looked over at the other man, but he just smiled evilly back at her. This couldn't be happening to her. She was in a hospital; it was suppose to protect her. With the way he was looking at her, he had only one thought on his mind. He was going to rape her, both of them here to violate her.

"I love young virgins like you, Melissa. I know just how to break you in right. I can teach you things that no boy would ever know when he took your virginity. You'll thank me when I am finished with you." He laughed loudly.

"Never! I'll never let you touch me!" She was adamant. She would never give up her virginity to a man that was older than her father. She thought in disgust of him on top of her, his penis between her legs, bleeding as he ripped through her innocence with cruelty.

She never saw the other man that came behind her, too mad at the pompous old man in front of her. Strong hands suddenly were behind her, grabbing her wrists and pulling them behind her before she could do a thing. "EEEEEEWWWWW." Her scream rang out in the room, bouncing off the walls. She half expected to see a doctor or nurse rushing into the room to save her, but no one came to her rescue.

He was behind her, pulling her against him, her wrists aching as his powerful fingers gripped her small wrists too tightly. He pulled her upright, Melissa seeing the other one moving toward her. She kicked out, but he sensed it, moving to the side as her leg kicked uselessly through the air, the man moving to the side to avoid any more kicks.

Paul had seen too many of them trying to kick him in the balls, sidestepping her and making sure that he was out of reach for another. His hand moved to her throat, his other hand began to roam over her flesh, starting with the lovely pair of tits that stood out so proudly, begging to be touched.

She gulped loudly, the hand constricting her throat, jerking to the side when the other hand grabbed her breast. Her body stiffened under the repulsive touch of his hand on her breast. She struggled, but the one behind her held her stiffly as if she were a toy, looking down to see the hand roaming over her breast, feeling his fingers plucking at her nipples, pinching them when he revealed their hardness from the unexpected touch. He stared into her eyes, defying her to stop him as his hand moved from one breast to the other with impunity. She felt so soiled, molested while held captive.

"Nice firm tits, Melissa. I can feel your nipples hardening from my touch. You're enjoying it. You'll like it better when I suck on them."

"I hate you; your touch is disgusting. Leave me alone, and I won't tell anyone what you did." She tried to call his bluff.

Paul's hand slid down over her stomach and to the side, caressing the supple flesh of her young body as it smoothed over her hips and down the outside of one leg. His hand slid under the short skirt, this time moving up between her legs, first at her knees and then finding the silky flesh of her thighs. She tried to shut her legs, but it was too late, his hand already between them.

His hand moved from her breast to her legs, slipping under her skirt before she realized it, too late to close her legs as his hand slid along her thigh, slowly and demanding up her leg, squeezing her flesh so close to her crotch and her vagina. This was moving too fast, panic quickly overcoming her senses. She kicked out in terror at anyone and everyone. She felt relief when he pulled his hand from between her legs, trying to avoid her franticly kicking legs.

"Throw her on the bed; she'll be easier to control." Melissa was no match for the two of them, tossing her onto the bed like a rag doll, Jerome kneeling at the head of her bed and pinning her arms high over her head, her young tits forced up obscenely.

She always felt so safe in her own bed with her animals to protect her, but now she feared it, the animals looking down at her as if they wanted to see her raped by these

cruel men. Her arms were pinned high over her head. She tried to kick out at the other man, but he lay down along side of her, her legs now basically useless, her hands pinned down, unable to defend herself.

Paul was going to humiliate the young girl before he fucked her, and only then would he punish her with his cock. Her first time would be painful and shameful. He had taken Viagra before he came into the room. He would fuck her many times before he was finished with her. Her ass was saved by the doctor, but her mouth was his for the taking.

He would use it often to bring his cock back to life so he could rape her repeatedly. She would know what fucking was like by time he was finished with her.

"Please, don't," she begged him, but he was already laying beside her as if they were lovers, Melissa trying to move away when she felt the unmistakable bulge pushed against her hip. She cringed when his hands began to move over her body, sliding up her stomach, one large hand grabbing one of her breasts, Melissa shamed as the wrinkled hand squeezed her tight. His hand moved from one breast to the other, squeezing them too hard, Melissa gasping as he molested her. She struggled, trying to escape the hands, but she was pinned by her wrists by the man behind her, tiring with nothing to show for her struggles. His hands were stroking her breasts, sliding in the cleavage, Melissa struggling not to allow her nipples to grow aroused.

"I'm going to taste that virgin body before I rape you," he teased her, his hand sliding under her sweater until his palm met the warm flesh of her belly. His head went lower so he could follow where his hand was, pushing up her sweater, his lips finding the soft, silky skin of her belly. He felt her suck in her stomach, but he planted warm, soft kisses on her belly as he drew her sweater up over her twin peaks, tightly encased in a sexy little bra that only enhanced her firm, full breasts. "Nothing little about a pair of tits as nice as these."

"Don't take off my sweater," she begged, panicking when she felt his lips on her stomach, leaving a wet trail along her belly. "Get your mouth away," she cried out as he tormented her with his wet tongue. Her bra was revealed; her sweater pulled up over her head; the man behind her releasing her arms just long enough so he could pull the sweater off and throw it to the floor, Melissa finding herself pinned once again by her wrists. She felt his beard scratching her cleavage. She heard him called Paul. "You don't want to do this to me, Paul. I'm just an innocent girl."

"That's why I am doing this to you. I love virgins."

His hands snaked beneath her back, feeling him unsnapping her bra with such expertise, pulling it out in the front, feeling her breasts burst free from the constraining garment. It was ripped from her shoulders, the straps stretching until they no longer could stand the tension and broke, her breasts laid bare for both men to ogle. Her body flushed in shame as the two men stared at her breasts. She felt the humiliation as her nipples rose up to involuntary hardness from the cool air of the room, shamed at her own unexpected arousal. He pounced on her naked breasts, first his hands sought out her flesh, pinching and kneading them until they stood out with red marks where his fingers had been too harsh. Then it was her nipples that he attacked--first with his fingers, feeling them pinched unmercifully as she groaned in pain. He squeezed so hard that she thought they would burst. But it got worse, for he used his mouth next.

"You're not a girl with tits like those. You're a real woman." Paul went to work on her tits with his mouth. His head went in her cleavage, feeling the full breasts cradle his

cheeks like clouds of pillows. His tongue raced up and down her cleavage, feeling her struggle as he began to kiss her flesh, moving closer and closer to her full nipples that poked out so obscenely.

She felt his hot, wet lips latch onto her breasts hungrily, leaving a wet trail all over her white breasts, his beard scratching her tender flesh as he moved his head back and forth between her breasts. He began to suckle on her nipples, first the left one, his lips curling around it like a baby nursing from its mother. She struggled, but she couldn't stop it from getting stiff, growing rigid as his lips clamped on it so tightly. It only made it worse as he sucked on it loudly in the quiet room. He sucked them for what felt like hours, moving from one to the other until they were both sore. He yanked them hard, stretching the nipples, his teeth attacking the areola, trapping the nipple so his tongue could rasp back and forth over the rich nerve endings in the tips. She never felt anything so repulsive, yet at the same time, her nipples began to tingle like nothing she ever felt before. Why won't he leave me alone?

Paul looked down at her, a dazed and scared look on her face, but nothing could hide the large, red nipples that thrust out so obscenely. She was sobbing quietly, her face and upper body flushed in shame. He was just beginning. He moved lower down the bed, fighting to spread her legs as she struggled to keep her thighs tightly clenched together.

Her short skirt had already ridden up high on her long, lean legs, her white panties barely visible in the darkness between her legs. When he grabbed her ankles, she awoke from her trance, half naked, she had resigned to having her naked breasts molested, but now he was working on stripping her completely bare.

Jerome held her tight, told not to say a thing or doing anything, paid to hold the girl while Paul raped her. He was being paid well, so he did nothing to jeopardize his pay, even though his cock was hard as the girl was stripped naked.

She tried to kick out at him, but Paul was prepared. He plopped the spreader bar on the bed at her feet, the five-foot wooden pole had two leather straps secured to the ends.

It was bad enough when he stripped her to the waist, but now he brought a large pole at her feet, the straps in the corners leaving no doubt what was he was going to do with it.

Melissa kicked out at him, but he grabbed one ankle with ease, slipping the strap and securing it with ease. She clenched her legs together, but he was stronger then he looked, spreading her other leg and securing it within seconds. He released her leg, Melissa's muscles straining, but she couldn't move, her legs spread obscenely by the bar that ran between her ankles, unable to close them any longer. He was now freed to touch her and he didn't waste any time. His hands began to caress her legs, not hard, almost too soft, lulling her as they rose up from her calves and over her knees, gently kneading her tired thigh muscles until she felt his hands touching the edge of her short skirt. She groaned in humiliation as his hands slid under her skirt, struggling harder as they moved to intimately touch her between her legs. He trapped her, unable to stop the fingers that slid under her skirt and sought out her sex.

He moved lower, his lips finding the soft skin along her knees, his tongue trailing up the inside of her thigh, the spreader bar holding her open while his head slipped under her skirt, inhaling the scent of her virgin body. He kissed her soft, silky thighs all the way to the edge of her panties, his tongue licking along the edge as she struggled harder the closer he got to her virgin pussy. His hands slid under her skirt to knead her belly, feeling her hips twisting as she tried to escape his menacing fingers.

"No, not there," struggling when his mouth slipped beneath her skirt. He sucked my nipples, what would he do if he got my panties off? She was tiring quickly, her strength sapped the more she tried to elude him, always unsuccessful. His hands went to the side of her skirt, feeling it ripped from her body until she lay only in her virginal-white panties.

His face pushed into her naked belly, feeling his tongue licking into her belly button, teasing her as to what it would feel like when he went lower down.

He could feel her tiring, but she refused to give up. His fingers slid under the tightly pulled panties, finding a nice bush beneath them, sliding down and pinching her puffy pussy lips together as she tried to grind her ass into the bed and away from his fingers.

He could feel the unexpected dampness on her panties. "Nice pussy, Melissa. Too bad, you kept it to yourself for so long. Only a man such as me could appreciate anything as lovely as your pussy."

His beard scratched her skin like sandpaper, first between her thighs and now on her belly, feeling his fingers slip into the waistband of her panties. She jammed her butt into the mattress, hoping to stop him from pulling her panties down, but his fingers tugged them down over her hips as his mouth and lips ran over the naked flesh that he was slowly uncovering. She never felt as humiliated as she did now, feeling his teeth latch onto some of her pubic hair and yanked them until the follicles were pulled painfully from her pubes. She felt a shiver run through her body as her panties teased at all the hairs of her bush as they were slowly slipped down over her hips. He yanked them hard when he couldn't pull them down, finally biting onto one of her pussy lips, Melissa shocked at the unexpected touch of his mouth and teeth on her lips that she jerked up, her panties ripped from her body before she could protest any more. Naked and defenseless, she lay shivering in cold and fear on the bed. He was back between her legs again, the bar keeping her legs spread wide, her eyes clenched tight in shame, feeling his eyes burning between her legs.

It had been a while since he saw a young, virgin pussy this close, inhaling the sweet fragrance of innocence. She looked so lovely naked, her body stretched tall by Jerome holding her arms above her head, her legs spread by the unyielding bar and opening up her virgin body to be penetrated by his gaze. He cupped his hands between her legs, Melissa opening her eyes wide when she felt the unwanted touch. His fingers began to explore every inch of her virgin pussy, running his fingers through the soft, silky pubic hairs and down the edge of her pussy lips, softly spreading the lips of her pussy. He thought he saw the twinkle of lights bouncing off some wetness as his fingers continued to explore her.

No man had ever touched her like this, cringing as his fingers slipped between her lips, massaging her inner lips as she bit her lip in shame. She could feel his finger slipping through her lips, moving up and down, Melissa hoping, praying that he wouldn't touch her pleasure button. "No, don't touch me there, I'm a virgin," she shouted out in protest when his fat finger slid down her slit and tried to ease into her, one finger teasing around the tight muscle of her pussy. She tried to move away, but she was pinned beneath his fingering of her body, feeling the tip of his finger trying to enter her virginal passage.

He eased his finger into the tight, moist hole, no matter how hard she tried to escape.

He pushed harder, feeling the tight walls of her pussy slipping tightly over his fingertip, finding her hot and moist in spite of her fear of being raped. His finger stayed inside her, pushing and teasing at the soft walls of her elastic passage, forcing her to get wet even as

she writhed beneath him. She couldn't stop the natural reaction of her body as his finger penetrated her, pushing in until he felt her hymen protecting her from going any farther.

"EEEHH," she cried when his finger threatened her virginity, feeling it poking the thin membrane that protected her innocence. "No," she cried out softly, but a second finger joined the first, stretching her from the inside, working his fingers in a circle inside her.

She couldn't get away from his probing fingers, t0o fingers so big, sure that his penis would kill her if he entered her.

He pulled his fingers out even though he would have preferred to end her innocence so he could probe the tightness of her cunt with his fingers. He put his fingers to his lips, seeing the shocked look on her face as he licked her juices from his fingers. He looked into her eyes as he grabbed her ankles, unceremoniously lifting up her legs to bend her body in two. His head dipped between her legs as her pussy began to unfold under the lewd bending of her body. He pushed her legs up until she was bent in two, the wide plane of her pussy opened up. The lewd spread of her legs exposed the soft, pink lips of her pussy. He moved his head between her legs, blowing gently on her pussy as he peeled back her lips, feeling her shiver beneath him. He gazed hungrily at her pussy, wetting his lips as his tongue slipped out of his mouth, her lips pulled back, his tongue finding the moist inner lips. He barely heard her mumbled cry of protest, his mind preoccupied with the taste of the young virgin as his tongue buried deep in the soft lips of the virgin cunt. Paul rotated his tongue in between her lips, slowly drawing it up and down her virginal slit, gathering up her juices, as she unexpectedly got wet from the oral attention.

At least she didn't have to see his face, but she felt it, his hot breath blowing on her pussy, then biting her lip as she cried out when she felt the hot spear of his tongue dig between her lips and lick her so intimately on her pussy. Her buttocks clenched involuntarily as she felt his tongue exploring her body so intimately. "NO, OOOHH," his tongue moving up her slit, fingers finding her clit, pushing on the base of the organ until it stood out, hard and exposed. She shuddered in mounting sexual excitement as his tongue lashed out on her pleasure button, Melissa never feeling such a thing before in her young life. He licked and flicked at her clit, teasing it to greater hardness, Melissa gasping as his lips grasped the bulging organ and began to suck it into his hot mouth. His tongue was waiting for it, snapping it back and forth as her body shook in excitement. She shouldn't be feeling the way she was, but his tongue was maddening, teasing her pleasure button. He began to suck it deeper into his mouth, feeling it stretching, afraid he would yank it from her body. She couldn't help the juices that began to flow freely from her body, Melissa humiliated beneath this older man as he orally violated her virgin body. She wished he would stop, but it felt like hours, her body betraying her as he licked and sucked at her pussy until she was wild.

Paul finally left her pussy, kneeling up, his face covered with her juices, Melissa unable to resist his oral attention. He had done this often on young virgins, forcing them to get wet in spite of the fact they were about to be raped by an older man. He was ready to fuck her.

She was almost disappointed when his lips left her empty and unfulfilled. The fear returned when he stood up and began to undress. He took off his shirt, his chest hairy but hardly any fat. She should have turned away when he took down his pants, but she had to see what was going to cause her all the pain when he penetrated her. It bulged out his

shorts, his hands teasing her, slowly pulling them down until his penis bounced up and down in front of him, finally freed from its confinement. It stood out hard and erect, looking so frightening in size. The large head already twinkled in the light from the moistness of his juices, the shaft long and ringed with thick veins that looked like they were pulsating with blood. It was so long and thick, much too big to enter her without doing serious damage.

"All for you, my young virgin. You will remember it for life. A virgin always remembers her first time." He stroked his cock as he kneeled back down between her legs, his cock rearing up from seeing the helpless fear in her eyes.

She shut her eyes, hoping that it would all somehow disappear into a bad dream, but she felt his body settling between her legs, the bar keeping her defenseless. "NOOO, NOOO," she groaned when she felt his hands between her legs, searching for the opening to her virgin body. She tried to push him off, but her body was already drained, her legs spread as she felt the hot flesh of his organ between her legs, bouncing excitedly against her thighs. She felt his hand fumbling between them, then felt the hot, rubbery flesh of his thick penis sliding up and down her slit. It felt huge, like a giant cudgel as it pushed her lips aside. It was becoming too real, feeling his throbbing penis on her lips, searching for her virgin hole, fighting back the nausea that filled her stomach, the thought of being raped by this old man disgusting her. She gritted her teeth when she felt his hand guide it to her opening, the massive head too big to enter her without tearing her apart.

He could feel her tight pussy as he centered the head of his cock at her tiny hole. He held the shaft to keep it from bending as he began to thrust slowly with his hips. The pressure was unbelievable; the head crushed in the tight hole as he slowly began to push inside her. It felt like a hot, moist vise gripping his cock as he penetrated her millimeter by millimeter.

She couldn't concentrate, unable to comprehend how such a monster could go inside her, yet at the same time, she felt the slow, agonizing stretching of her virgin hole as his penis began to enter her with sheer force. She struggled, but each time she moved her hips, his penis would follow, each time penetrating and stretching her tight muscles more.

She felt the blunt head of his penis on her hymen, but he didn't stop, feeling the delicate membrane stretching as his penis continued its painful rape of her virgin body.

It wouldn't be long now, Paul lying down on her body, feeling her hardened nipples push into his chest, his wiry hairs scratching at the hardening buds. He held her head, his lips covering hers, wanting to suck in her scream of pain when he took her innocence from her. His cock stretched her hymen, Paul pausing for a second before he would fuck with his hips and take her innocence from her forever.

His body smothered hers, but she felt disgusted as he kissed her, his mouth encasing her, his hips stopping just before the moment when her hymen would tear and he would rape her with his erect penis. She felt him tense and then his hips pumped forward. She felt it deep in her chest, the scream tearing from her mouth, smothered by his kiss as she felt the pain and humiliation as his penis tore through her hymen in unbelievable pain and shame. She felt the ache between her legs as his penis tore into her, the thick head pushing aside all resistance as he skewered his giant penis into her little belly. He didn't stop once he took her virginity, his penis exploding inside her, tearing and shoving aside her muscles to bury deeper into her once-virgin belly. He pulled back from her body, allowing her to breathe again, a big grin in on his face as he began to fuck into her

defenseless belly. She felt the wetness between her legs, sure it was her virginal blood that lubricated his penis to allow him thrust into her with ease.

He took her scream of pain from her with his mouth, feeling her body jerking when he ripped through her hymen. He loved taking a young virgin, worth every penny he paid for the privilege. Now he could settle down to teach the young virgin how to pleasure him, for he had the whole day to rape her repeatedly. He began to fuck the tight hole, savoring the way her muscles fought their losing battle with his cock. He never felt anything so hot and tight as her belly, her blood making his cock ride easily inside her, pulling his cock back from her tight hole, her muscles crushing his cockhead in a death grip, then thrust back in, the whimpering girl beneath him crying out as he penetrated her again, this time deeper and harder. He wanted her to pay for being a virgin for so long, depriving men of the right to enjoy her tight hole for their pleasure. He began to fuck her with slow deliberation, pulling back slowly and agonizingly, her insides clinging to his cock as he withdrew from her. He paused then thrust back in, holding her hips still as he took her with such power, the air shoved from her lungs as he thrust in hard and deep inside the young, virgin belly.

He had half of his cock inside her, revolving his hips as he withdrew, his cockhead touching every spot inside her.

"No more," she cried out in pain and humiliation. "It's tearing me apart." It felt like she was being split up the middle, the thick flesh feeling like a steel bar as it tore relentlessly into her belly. No longer a virgin, he was fucking her like a cheap whore, thrusting in so hard that, he pinned her body to the bed each time with his penis, feeling like it was stabbing her internally. She hated him for what he had done to her, but he continued to pound into her like an animal rutting back and forth, his penis never leaving her. Would this never end?

He looked down; his cock covered with the pink blood of her virginity, his cock sliding back and forth between the ragged edges of her pussy lips. They seemed to caress him in spite of the way her muscles rippled up and down his shaft as they fought to keep him out. He began to rhythmically fuck her, making her take the full measure of his cock with each thrust, drawing out with deliberate slowness to torture her when he dragged his cock back out. He felt her hold her breath as he pulled out, waiting for the inevitable hard thrust back in that always drew a cry from her lips as he impaled her tight belly with his raping cock.

She never felt so much shame as she did when his balls slapped against her ass cheeks each time he thrust in hard, the loud, lewd slap humiliating her. She was like a sacrificial lamb beneath him, his legs spread obscenely, feeling like she was being torn up the middle, his pounding penis taking a toll on her battered body. It was more like he was punishing her with his penis than trying to pleasure her like a real man would do.

He always felt so much power as he raped a young girl, feeling her helpless body beneath him as he rammed her body into the mattress with all his strength. He began to breathe heavily, sweat dripping down on her body as he continued to fuck her inhumanly fast, every bit of his strength channeled into his cock. He could feel it grow harder and thicker with each cry from her lips, his buttocks contracting as he threw his hips forward to bury his cock so deep in the young girl that the head of his cock was bruising her cervix with each thrust.

Melissa didn't know how much longer she could stand this painful rape. She thought the pain would lessen once her tore her hymen, but it felt like he wanted to give her only

pain with his penis, bottoming out so deep inside her that she thought he would penetrate her womb. His sweat was dripping down on her, his breathing ragged as he kept up the punishing rhythm of the rape. She almost wished he would finally cum in her and end the pain and misery. She knew it would be soon, hearing his increasing arousal. His penis grew larger inside her, tearing and stretching the elastic walls of her once-virgin passage until she thought he would tear her.

She panicked when it finally dawned on her. He was going to cum in her. Will he make me pregnant? Her parents and she didn't believe in abortion, not even for rape.

She couldn't think of raising a bastard baby from this rape. She couldn't let him cum in her. "Take it out before you cum."

He couldn't believe what she said. "What did you say?" He asked, but his cock never stopped fucking her, his balls aching for release in the young girl impaled beneath him.

"Take it out, don't cum inside me. You might make me pregnant." His hips began to move in circles, his big penis stretching her wider with each thrust.

"Take out what?"

"Your penis."

"I don't have a penis, only a cock. What would you like me to take out before I cum?"

He was going to shame her into saying it. If she had to do it, she would do anything to keep from getting pregnant. "Take out your…cock," finally spitting out the obscene word.

He was only moments away from cumming, preferring to cum inside her. He smiled as he thought of it. "That is too much pleasure to give up for nothing. If I pull out, I'm going to want to cum on your face." He paused for a moment and then added. "And you're going to have to open your mouth so I can cum in there, too." He saw the shocked look of disgust on her face. "And swallow it all."

She could never allow him to do that. Not on her face and in her mouth. He wanted to fill her mouth with his filthy sperm and make her swallow it. She was afraid she would vomit if he made her do such a thing. "No, I can't do that," whimpering as she begged him.

"I have eight kids and very potent sperm. I'm sure I will make you pregnant the first time I cum in you. I'm going to make you keep it inside you until I am sure." He laughed evilly as he continued to jack hammer his cock into her belly, the sperm building up in his balls. "Get ready, Melissa. I'm going to give you a baby."

She panicked, more afraid of having his rape baby than doing the unspeakable act he required of her. "Cum on my face," she agreed, feeling his penis growing inside her, ready to spurt his potent sperm inside her belly.

"And in your mouth, Melissa, and swallow it all?"

She nodded her head yes in surrender.

"Tell me, Melissa. If you disappoint me with your performance, I rape you over and over until I am sure you will have my baby in your belly." He was ready to cum.

"Cum on my face and in my mouth. I want to swallow all of your cum." She never felt so much humiliation and disgust from the words that came out of her mouth.

Paul was ready, pumping her feverishly, the sperm building up in his balls, pulling out at the last possible moment. He squeezed his prostrate muscles, his buttocks clenched tight as he tried to hold back the orgasm that threatened to be unleashed until he straddled her face. He finally settled his knees on the sides of her head, holding his cock over her face as he began to stroke it for the final time. He looked at her innocent face,

ready to cover it with his hot sperm. "Open your mouth, Melissa. Get ready." She shut her eyes and opened her mouth. "Wider, I don't want you to miss any." He pumped his cock until he couldn't control it any longer. The first jet of sperm pumped out, splashing on her forehead, nose and upper lip. The second one was more calculating, Paul aiming at her wide-open mouth, her pink tongue waiting submissively for it. The hot thick sperm jetted out into her mouth, part hitting her upper teeth, the rest landing with precision to cover her tongue with a thick coat of sperm. Her face clenched in shame, but her mouth stayed open, Paul thrusting the head of his cock into her mouth, her eyes opening wide in shock as his cock slid through her lips. The last jet of sperm flooded the interior of her mouth, coating it with his abundant sperm.

It felt like it was burning her skin when his sperm landed on her silky skin. It was so thick, but in spite of it, the splat that landed on her upper lip began to slowly slide down into her open mouth. Then she felt it, a hot jet of sperm pumping into her mouth and on tongue, the salty taste making her gag as it sat heavily in her mouth, Melissa afraid to even breathe. She felt the hot flesh slip through her lips, opening her eyes wide in fear to see his cock jutting out from her mouth, her lips spread wide around the hot flesh of his cock inside her mouth. She could only sob in shame as she felt his cock jerk and spurt in her mouth, filling her with the foul taste of his filthy sperm. At least he finally stopped cumming, but his cock was still sitting in her mouth, sitting heavily on her tongue. Her mouth and gums were covered in his sperm. She waited, but he didn't take his cock out.

"PPPleezze, take out your coccck," she said, her words mumbled, her mouth stuffed with his flesh.

"Clean it with your tongue and swallow my cum before I do." He watched as she shamefully fulfilled his depraved demands. He couldn't stop his cock from starting to get hard again as her tongue ran over his cock, licking up all of the sperm and blood from her pussy. He heard her gulping loudly, gagging as the mouthful of sperm slowly sank into her stomach.

She forgot all about the blood from her pussy, but it was too late, her mouth already covered in his filthy, foul-tasting, salty sperm clinging to every part of the inside of her mouth. She was finally allowed to spit out his cock, fearing it as it began to grow in her mouth again. She wanted to vomit but held her breath as he finally got off her. She was glad it was over, hoping they would leave her alone to suffer the degradation of this cruel rape.

Paul nodded to Jerome, releasing her arms but putting the leather cuffs on her slim wrists, pulling them over her head and securing them to the headboard. Jerome got up, smiling down at the young, naked girl. "Enjoy," chuckling loudly as he closed to the door behind him. He would spend part of his money finding a young whore to please him before he went home to his family.

"Please, leave me alone. Haven't you done enough to me?" She sobbed quietly, trying to hide her nakedness from him.

Paul moved closer to her, taking his cock and plopping it down on her hip as he moved next to her again.

"No more," she begged, but she could already feel his cock growing on her hip. It was strange, only minutes ago she was a virgin, now her innocence taken from her, and she was calling a penis a cock, forced to do so by this evil man that had raped her. What else was he going to do to my innocent body? His hands went to her breasts, powerful fingers

digging into her flesh until she felt the blood swelling into her nipples, forcing them into unwanted hardness. His fingers sought them out, pinching them tight, Melissa looking down as he grabbed both of her nipples and pulled her breasts out by them until they were elongated and twisted by his harsh fingers. She bit her lip, suffering as he mauled her beautiful breasts, her pain and anguish making his cock grow on her hip, jerking in pleasure each time he made her gasp in pain. His mouth soon replaced his fingers, sharp teeth cutting back and forth on her nipples until she thought he was going to cut them off, finally releasing them so he could suction them deep into his mouth where his tongue attacked them with a vengeance.

With her legs spread so nicely by the spreader bar he began to explore her. His hand slid down over her stomach and stopped when his fingers caught in her bush. He hesitated, Paul yanking on a sprig of her bush, her butt forced up off the bed as he pulled her up by her pubic hairs, the hiss of her breath the only sound as tiny follicles of hair pulled painfully from her pubes.

There were tears in her eyes as she felt the tearing of her hairs, trying to rise up to ease the pain, but he just pulled higher. His fingers released her bush, but they slid quickly between her pussy lips, her legs trembling as she willed her body to keep still as his fondling fingers touching her intimately.

He worked his fingers between her lips, softly at first, until he found her clit. He teased it to hardness, his fingers gripped it and squeezed it cruelly until she cried out.

He had one hand rubbing her clit until it felt like it was raw, his other hand slide between her lips until he found her tight hole. She couldn't do anything to ease the pain as one finger slid inside her, bringing back the reminder of the rape of his cock inside her.

She was still sore, but he cared little; in fact, he almost liked it more, his cock jerking involuntarily each time he made her cry out in pain. His finger inside her started out tenderly, probing gently, teasingly, worming its way inside her tight passage. She moved her hips, trying to escape the unwanted pleasure that his fingering was producing in her body, but his finger continued to wiggle inside her like a tiny animal nibbling at her insides.

In spite of the rape, her pussy was as tight as a virgin, feeling her soft passage cling to his finger, hot and wet as he teased it in and out of her pussy. He pushed his finger in deeper this time, no hymen to stop him from exploring all of her, reaching deep inside her.

She squirmed, but he was relentless, pushing against the resisting walls, testing the muscles, feeling her involuntary wetness coating his finger. He pulled his finger out, this time two fingers entering her, stretching her as they wormed deep inside the constricting walls of her cunt. He shoved high up in her, searching for her cervix.

She was full of fingers, not even sure how many, but she felt the unnatural stretching, feeling the harshness of his knuckles as they dug into her elastic passage, reviving the memory of the rape. She fought her own body, her juices wetting his fingers, making it easier for him to finger her, her body shuddering from the unexpected pleasure that his fingers excited in her body. How could I feel such things, his fingers raping her just as his cock had done? Even his fingers on her clit were gentle or that she was used to his harsh touch, not sure which. All she knew was that she felt a warm pleasure between her legs.

She was still bound to the headboard, but she felt a burning desire build from his constant fingering of her pussy. She couldn't stop when her hips began to move, undulating slowly in rhythm to the fingers that were inside her. She never felt anything like this before, not even her own solo masturbation could compare.

She was aroused; Paul took advantage of her condition. He got up from lying beside her, seeing the surprised look on her face as he pulled his wet fingers from her clutching pussy. He kneeled up on her chest, his cock jutting out in front of him, his balls hanging down on her belly as his hands gathered up her firm, youthful breasts and encased his cock in the warm blanket of her tits. He saw the look of shame on her face, but her eyes stared at his cock as it peeked out from between her breasts.

Melissa was in shock as he climbed on her stomach, the massive cock nestled between her beautiful breasts, his hands forcing them around his hot flesh. He began to move his hips, Melissa feeling his scratchy, hairy balls scrape back and forth over her belly, her eyes glued to the thick head and one eye staring at her, only inches from her face as he rocked his cock back and forth between her breasts as though he was fucking them. His fingers pushed into her breasts harshly, but she felt his cock rubbing along her nipples, sending shivers of depraved lust through her body as he subjected her to this lewd act. He was such an animal, forcing Melissa into such degrading acts. His cock pushed back and forth between her breasts, stopping only inches from her face. What further degrading acts would he require of me? I still have the taste of his cum in my mouth. Is that what he wants from me, to rape my mouth?

Paul's cock throbbed with desire, feeling her hot breath on the head each time it pierced her breasts and shoved so close to her mouth. He remembered the pleasure her tongue had given to his cock before; this time, it would be to arouse him, not to clean him.

"Kiss it, my sweet girl.

"No, don't make me do that," she cried out, ashamed at what he wanted her to perform.

Paul grabbed her hair, pulling her face forward until his cock was only inches from her soft, sexy lips. He had to release the warm comfort of her breasts from his cock, but he would soon be inside her hot, tight mouth. "Kiss it or I'll yank the hair from your head."

The pain was horrific; feeling like every hair on her head was being yanked from her, tears falling from her eyes. She had no choice, her lips puckered, her mouth opening and her pink tongue slipping out. His hips pumped closer until she felt her tongue touch the hot flesh of his cock, the head almost purple in lust, glistening in the bright lights from his juices.

"Yes, good girl," Paul coaxed her, holding his cock rigid as her tongue began to swirl around the head. He felt his sperm leaking out, but her tongue lapped it up almost eagerly, though he could see the look of disgust on her face as his salty sperm covered her tongue.

She hated what she was doing, forced to orally lick his cock, the same cock that had raped her, knowing that she was only making it hard again, sure that he would be between her legs and fucking her shortly. Her mind was confused--the bondage of her wrists preventing her from doing anything but submitting to his increasingly jaded demands. His sperm filled her mouth with his foul-tasting sperm.

"Open your mouth, Melissa, real wide," he urged her. Her mouth opened into an oval.

Paul had to restrain himself from quickly plunging into her mouth and raping her, wanting to tease her, force her to take him willingly. She was quite a sight to see, his cock only inches from her wide-open mouth, her innocent face looking up at him with pleading eyes, only seconds away from him filling her mouth with his cock.

She felt his hot flesh sliding over her lips, shuddering in shame as her lips pulled open to accept the large head of his cock. His cock jerked and shuddered as it slid into her mouth, sliding over her tongue, the heavy cock pushing her tongue to the bottom of her mouth as it filled her with his flesh.

"Suck the head, Melissa. Show me what a good cocksucker you can be." Paul felt his cock thickening in her mouth, encased in the hot cavern of her lips and mouth. Her wet lips pressed softly around his cock, trapping it in her silky flesh so lovingly. Her cheeks hollowed as she tried to perform what he demanded of her, his cock sucked in by the powerful suction.

She couldn't believe the way he was dragging her down, forcing her to suck his cock.

She sucked it into her mouth, finally pulling her tongue out of the way as the head of his cock rubbed along the roof of her mouth. She knew what she had to do, her tongue beginning to explore his cock. She could feel every bump and ridge on it, including the gnarled veins that ran along the shaft. When her tongue moved up to the head, it jerked in pleasure when the tip of her tongue ran along the thick ridge beneath the head.

Paul began to fuck her face, slowly at first, letting her get used to having something that big and demanding in her mouth. He heard her choke once, but he continued, her lips tightening so lasciviously. He felt a change in her, not sure if it was just surrender or she was starting to enjoy the forced sex that he was thrusting upon her. Either way, he was going to take advantage of it.

Guilt began to take over her. What am I doing? She was submitting to this depraved act, taking an older man in her mouth and sucking him willingly, knowing that she was only getting him hard enough so he could rape her once again. Melissa was confused, only a sick person would agree to perform such perverted acts, yet her tongue continued to run over the hard cock that filled her mouth. She could taste the sperm that her tongue had coaxed from his cock, filling her mouth with the thick, salty creme once again. He was thrusting in more urgently, pushing out her cheeks when he pushed in sideways, slamming to the back of her mouth and making her choke when he shoved it straight in, the cock too long for her to take it all. She tightened her lips each time to slow it down, but he continued to hammer in and out, his balls slapping against her chin so obscenely.

Paul wouldn't last much longer, but he wanted to rape her pussy again before he would finish off in her mouth. He pulled his cock out slowly, her tongue refusing to stop licking his cock, her lips so tight that he could barely pull it from her mouth. It finally slid free, and Paul saw a look of almost disappointment in her eyes. "On your knees, I'm going to fuck you doggy style."

He took the leather straps that pinned her to the bed, but kept her wrists bound together. She didn't know how he did it, but she found herself on her belly, the spreader bar keeping her legs spread obscenely.

Now, he was going to take her like an animal, Melissa flopped on her belly until she felt his hands on her hips, raising her up onto her knees.

He raised her up, his hands slapping on the inside of her thighs, her cheeks pulled apart and her pussy opened up from behind. He slapped her ass, the white cheek turning a soft pink. He repeated it on the other cheek, alternating between the two until they were a bright red.

His hands were all over her ass, spanking her cheeks until they ached deep in the skin, now his fingers pulling apart her cheeks, her face as deep a red as her ass cheeks

as he opened up her ass to his eyes. His fingers crawled close to her anus, Melissa humiliated at how exposed she was. Nothing could have prepared her for what he did next. She shrieked out in shame and indignation, feeling his hot, wet tongue plunging between her cheeks.

Paul licked hungrily on her anus, his nose pushed between her cheeks, his fingers prying her open, her anal ring opened by the sheer power of his finger. Then his tongue went to work on her, dancing around the tart little hole, making the muscles spasm in uncontrollable pleasure as he licked and rimmed the nerve-rich ring of her anus. She screamed out as he lubricated the tight knot of her anus.

It was bad enough when he put his mouth between her legs, but this was the most degrading thing he had done to her. She was submissively on her knees, his hands holding her still as his tongue flicked and fluttered in her backside. She couldn't control her own muscles, the thick tongue feeling like a tiny cock trying to enter her. She was shamed as his fingers almost touched her there, pulling her open, feeling the hot tongue probing a hole that was not meant to be probed from the outside, never mind by a tongue.

No matter how much she tried to escape, she suffered under the oral probing for long minutes, feeling it open her up and enter her rectum, a strange tingle running through her legs as she was entered in such a perverted place.

Paul couldn't last any longer, sorry that he couldn't sodomize the young girl's virgin anus, but he kneeled up behind her. He placed his cock against her pussy and then thrust hard, burying half of his cock into her recently virgin passage before her muscles could stop him from going any farther. He enjoyed her scream, but he pulled out, only to thrust back in harder and deeper, battering his cock into her raped pussy.

It felt like he was trying to tear her up the middle with his cock, but at least he left her anus alone, still feeling the slightest breeze sending shivers up her spine as it blew across her wet anus. He was raping her pussy again, forcing his cock painfully inside her, his hands pulling her back onto his cock with such power that her breasts swayed beneath her. She knew what she would have to do when he was ready to cum. "Cum in my mouth instead of my pussy."

"Whatever you want, Melissa. Always willing to accommodate a little slut." He pounded into her for five minutes, buffeting her body back and forth as his cock took her with punishing strokes, but she barely whimpered. He pulled suddenly from her pussy when his sperm began to race up from his balls, kneeling in front of her, the once-innocent girl on her hands and knees with her mouth opened wide in surrender. This time he wasted no time, shoving his cock into her gaping mouth.

She felt the familiar wave of nausea come over her, knowing that he was going to fill her mouth with his sperm and she would have to swallow it, but her lips closed tightly around the shaft as the cock began to pump in and out of her mouth, taking her with deep thrusts. His cock made her gag when he shoved too deep, but she could hear his hurried breathing and feel the bulge of the head of his cock deep in her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she found her mouth filled with scalding-hot sperm jetting from his cock, long streams filling her mouth with the thick creme. His hands grabbed her hair, pulling her tightly against his abdomen, his cock pushed to the back of her mouth as he ejaculated a second time in her mouth. She had no choice but to swallow the thick creme, her mouth filled with jet after jet of his lust, trying to keep from choking to death on his abundant sperm. At least she would be spared the birth of his rape baby, but for now, she had to

suffer the gurgling of his sperm in her empty belly. He waited patiently in her mouth until she cleaned him, finally he allowed her to spit him out of her mouth.

He was finally finished with her, untying her wrists and ankles, dressing and leaving her naked and sobbing in a fitful sleep that night, the door locked behind him, the slightest noise in the hall waking Melissa up, afraid she would be raped again.





Chapter 5


Roped, Gagged and Spanked




Dr. James looked through the glass at the young girl that had been brought in two days ago. She was readied for one of the locals, Bill Slader, the president of the local real estate board, founder of the largest real estate office chain in the county and head of the local PTA. He was father of two teenage girls, both cheerleaders and honor students. He was the ideal father and husband. Yet, Dr. James knew a different side of Bill Slader. A side that Bill paid richly to indulge in with the privacy that only Heil Hospital could afford him. Bill walked into the small room that was on the other side of the one-way glass, Dr.

James waiting for him. "Hello, Bill, I haven't seen you in a couple of months now."

Bill held out his hand to Dr. James. "Good to see you." He shook hands with him as he did with hundreds of his friends. "I had to save up enough money to afford you, Dr.

James." His visits here were expensive but necessary and enjoyable. He looked through the glass at the young girl, not much older than one of his daughters. "She is a looker."

"It's what you expect and pay for, Bill. It always surprises me. Look at her." Her name was Alice. She was caught hitchhiking through town, the sheriff taking a liking to her the moment he saw her. She was arrested, brought up before the judge within a day.

Found guilty of vagrancy, petty theft and malicious conduct, she was sentenced to a year in the county jail. It didn't take the judge much to persuade her that she would be better off at Heil Hospital. It would be better for her to submit to occasional sessions arranged by Dr. James and some of the well-heeled patrons than to spend a year at hard labor, her young body subject to being raped by the hard-core female prisoners or the more depraved guards that would commit unspeakable acts on her body.

She was nineteen, running away from home, an alcoholic mother and molesting boyfriends driving her away. She had medium-length blonde hair that hung down behind her. She wore a pink-striped shirt that ended at her waist and black shorts that clung to her girlish figure like a second skin with just enough naked skin in between to entice any man. She was cute, a small nose and a lovely mouth, though she wasn't smiling now.

"Her wrists are tied to her upper calves, making her bend over so provocatively. Now, she could stoop down or squat, yet she remains in the same position she was bound in, ready to accept what will happen to her. Her ass is thrust out nicely, her legs together so coyly, her shorts pulled tight over her full buttocks, her legs straight and unbent. She may not be sure what will happen to her, but the table filled with paddles, slippers, riding crops and tawses leaves little to the imagination."

"Don't forget the gag that splits her lips apart so nicely. That is why I pay you so well, Dr. James. You bring me such delicious, submissive little girls for me to play with. This one is an exceptional beauty." His cock was hard at the thought of what he would do to her today, having her for eight hours to indulge all of his desires.

"I wouldn't waste your time, Bill. Enjoy your toy." Dr. James left the room so Bill could indulge his fantasies in privacy, not caring to know what he did to the girls that James furnished him.

Alice looked as the door opened, an older man entering. He looked like any man you would meet on the street, but this one was here for special reasons, her bondage leaving Alice in a precarious position. She saw the whips and paddles on the table, and with the way she was bent over, she knew by the time he was finished with her, her ass would be so sore that she probably wouldn't be able to sit down for a week. The bulge in his pants showed her that she would have to submit to him sexually before she was finished. It wasn't that she was a virgin, having had sex with a few different boys and fighting off her drunken mother's loser boyfriends gave her an idea of what men wanted from her. Her wrists roped to her upper calves gave her a different perspective on the whole situation.

She couldn't deny the inkling she felt between her legs when she was bent over and bound, hands running over her ass cheeks with immunity, sending shivers between her legs. She didn't know what to expect, but she was excited as much as she was scared.

He was older, Alice had never been with a man that old, but she was sure that he was going to teach her things that she never knew or even fathomed before. The gag silenced all the questions she had.

Bill walked in behind her, her tight ass thrust up high, long, naked lean legs so straight, tiny flats on her feet making her look so childlike. He couldn't contain himself, running his hand over her ass cheeks, feeling the muscles of her buttocks contract from his touch.

"Such a pretty girl, Alice." His hand stroked her ass cheeks, finally sliding down to where the shorts ended, lots of sensitive flesh and supple thighs exposed to his touch and that of the whips and paddles that lay nearby for his pleasure "Girls your age, Alice, need control and discipline. That is what I am going to give you, Alice. Discipline. The ropes already give me the control. You're going to love both before I am finished with you. You're going to thank me in such delicious ways with that lovely body. I will make you feel things that you never imagined." His cock was so hard, wishing he could use her mouth but the gag prevented him. For now. Soon she would eagerly suck his cock and let him fuck her, the whips and paddles would spur her on more energetically to pleasure him.

"I think a spanking with my hand to begin with, Alice, so I can familiarize myself with that cute little ass. The shorts are thin, so you should feel it. Later we will take them off, along with your cute little panties and work on your naked ass. I know it will be embarrassing to be naked in front of me, but you will soon get over it as I mount you over the horse. Then nothing will be hidden from my eyes or the toys that will punish you."

She was really getting scared now. This wasn't going to be just a spanking, not even a paddling. She feared what he would do to her ass. Will I ever be able to sit down without the pain returning? Tied down naked and bound, what would he do to me? Not only would her mouth and pussy be available, but also her ass. She had heard some girls talk of their boyfriends fingering their ass and one even telling of the pain of her boyfriend sodomizing her while she lay pinned down on her belly. She couldn't even explain the pain she felt when he shoved his cock all the way up into her guts. She never even had a finger up her ass, never mind a cock. "MMMGGG," was the only sounds that came from behind the gag that silenced her.

"SSSPPLLLAATTTT," the first swat on her ass cheek rocked her body, but Bill held her still so her buttocks could absorb all of the pain. He rubbed her cheek before striking

the other one, holding her as she took the full brunt of his hand spanking her buttock.

"SSMMMACCK."

It stung, stung something fierce, not believing he would hit her that hard. She expected to be spanked but more erotically, more sensual as foreplay to sex, but this was sheer punishment. There wasn't a spark of sexual excitement for her. His hand began to rhythmically beat her ass, slapping from one cheek to the next, pausing in between to caress her, not sure if he was expecting her to grow excited, but she only felt pain as he beat her ass ruthlessly.

Bill's palm tingled but not as much as Alice's ass was feeling. He continued to pummel her ass cheeks, paying attention to spank where her shorts covered her flesh, wanting to save the white, pale flesh for something more formidable, like a wooden paddle. She took twenty spanks on her ass before he stopped, enjoying the twinge of pain in his hand. She was still bent over submissively. "You're doing good, Alice. Now, we can work on your ass with the paddle. It's a nice hard pine, and there are holes in it so it won't lose power when it slices through the air. It's going to do a number on your ass, Alice, but I am going to enjoy this so much."

Even as Alice braced for the paddle, she didn't expect it when the paddle exploded on her ass cheek with the sound of gun going off in the room. She would have fallen over if he hadn't been ready to hold her still so the paddle could do the deepest damage to her ass cheek. The pain raced to her brain, feeling like her cheek was bruised, smashing the fleshy buttock into her bones. Her mumbled scream grew louder in spite of the gag that drained all the saliva from her mouth. Tears ran down her cheek as she waited for the next one that she knew was coming.

"Yes, that does hurt, doesn't it, Alice. He walked to the side of her head, lifting her head to the side so she was staring at his cock that bulged out his pants. "Look what you are doing to my cock, Alice. You should be so proud of yourself." He released her head, stepping behind her. "It's back to work, Alice. So much skin left to cover with the paddle."

She closed her eyes, not wanting to have the hesitation of seeing the paddle flying through the air and striking her so harshly. "GGLLLLUG," she cried into the gag as her other cheek was subjected to the pounding of the paddle. She didn't see it, but she heard the paddle whistling through the air just before it came crashing down on her other unprotected cheek. It bit into her flesh, not even her buttock muscles could stop it from driving deep to the bone. His hand roamed over her buttocks, her muscle clenching as if it were the paddle hitting her again. This time, his hand moved lower between her legs, not even the clench of her thighs could keep him from touching her pussy through the thin shorts. She should be shocked to be so openly fondled, but she almost welcomed something other than pain. She almost wished it would return; anything was better than the pain.

Bill returned to the task at hand of paddling Alice, but first his fingers strayed lower to find her pussy, finding the soft lips, his fingers pinching them. He began to strike her ass, catching both of her cheeks with one swipe of the long paddle, her body jerking in pain as the unyielding wood made contract with the soft flesh of the young girl's lovely ass. He had to keep her from falling over as he paddled the girl with such precision. Her body was rocked with each blow of the paddle. It was long minutes before he stopped, stepping in front of the girl, her cheeks covered with drying tears, saliva dripping from her gagged mouth. "You're doing well, Alice, but we are just getting started." He moved forward until

his cock pressed into her forehead, leaning over her so he could run his hands down her sides, feeling her squirm as his fingers sought out the lovely pair of tits dangling down so sensuously.

His cock was so hard and big, pushed into her forehead as though he was branding her with it. His hands reached over her back and slid down her sides. They tickled at first, but they were seeking out her dangling breasts, her bound hands leaving them defenseless to the fondling fingers.

"Nice tits. I bet the boys love playing with them nicely, exciting you when they rub your nipples. I bet you never though you would have them whipped, did you Alice. Naughty tits have to be punished. I have a nice little two-strand whip that will seek out your nipples as they dangle beneath you. You'll feel such exquisite pain as the leather whip bites into the nerve-rich endings that surround your nipples. I bet I can almost make you cum when I whip them." His fingers squeezed her lovely breasts, hanging down; the bra barely able to contain them. His fingers sought out her nipples, in spite of what he was doing to her, they stood out hard and firm, easy target for his pinching fingers.

His fingers hurt when he pinched her nipples cruelly, but she was sure that he was only trying to scare her with his talk of whipping her nipples. No one would do such a thing to a girl, would they? His cock jerked on her forehead each time she squealed into the gag when he pinched her nipple too hard. She felt relief when he stood back up, her nipples betraying her, hard and pointed, throbbing with blood.

He went behind her, kneeling down so he could admire her body. His hands slid between her thighs. "Spread your legs, Alice, so I can work on those lovely, silky thighs."

His hands urged her legs out, pushing against her thighs, feeling the muscles tense up from his touch, but her feet slowly shuffled to the sides, the gap between her legs growing.

He kept up the pressure until her legs were at least three feet apart.

Alice never felt so vulnerable, still bent in half, but now her legs were spread, and all of her was available to not only his hands, but also the paddle and any other implements he had on the table. She could still feel the way he touched her pussy from behind. She began to take seriously his threats of whipping the most intimate parts of her body.

Bill picked up the riding crop, this one having a three-inch tongue, more than enough to pay particular attention to her thighs. Her shorts were abbreviated, and the bent-over position made them rise up high in the back, the lovely curve of her buttocks revealed and just an inkling of a nice pussy revealed, pushing back on the tightly pulled shorts. He went to work immediately on all the white thighs revealed, slapping the crop from side to side between her legs, her thighs turning pink instantly as he slapped from the top of her knees all the way up to her crotch, stopping just short of her pussy but close enough for her to feel it.

It was hard for Alice to keep the position, the crop slapping the inside of her thighs, the sensitive skin not used to such harsh treatment. It hurt all the way up, but then as it got near her pussy, Alice not sure why, but the first breath of air blowing from the crop on her pussy sent her body trembling, her muscles poised tight, afraid that he would hit her between her legs, or maybe wishing he would. The crop moved fast, slapping from one side to the other, making quick work of her skin before it moved back down. This time, Alice felt it strike harder, the loud snap of leather hitting bare flesh ringing out in the room.

She was almost thankful when it moved back up, moving closer to her pussy, the excitement of him doing such a thing to her making her senses sharp. He stopped before

he got to her pussy, but he stayed there, slapping so close, yet not touching, from between her legs to the back of her buttocks, her shorts riding up higher so he could whip the tender spot where her buttocks met the sensitive flesh of her thighs.

Bill needed relief soon, putting the riding crop down so he could work on getting her naked for him. He put his hands between her legs, feeling her pussy through the tight shorts, feeling wetness. "I thought you might like this, Alice. Your pussy is nice and moist."

She was ashamed that he found her secret, but he would soon see more, much more.

She felt him kneeling behind her, his hot breath blowing on her exposed ass cheeks. She kept her legs spread submissively for him. His hands slid around her hips, finding the button that held the shorts together at the waist. The bent-over position made it tough to do, but he found the way, expertly opening it, the soft hiss of the zipper and the tension of the shorts at her waist was gone. She never had anyone this close to her, not even the boys she had sex with, but he was not a boy, the man old enough to be her father, but what he wanted to do to her would be unnatural for a father to do to a young girl like her.

She couldn't stop him, only hoping that she might enjoy some of what he would do. He began to tug down her shorts, peeling the tight shorts down her hips slowly, his breath blowing on her naked flesh as she stripped them from her body. Her shorts quickly fell to her knees, her bound hands stopping them from going any farther. He was impatient, tearing them from her body, leaving her naked. Her pussy got wetter in anticipation, not sure what she wanted first, him to whip her again once she was naked or to fuck her.

He inhaled her scent of arousal, licking his lips at the thought of tasting her sweet nectar. He had plans for her, positive that she could have never fathomed what he intended to do to her.

"Let's warm you up a bit since you are already wet," teasing Alice as he picked up the riding crop. "Spread your legs wider. I want to make sure I get all of you."

She should have been closing her legs tight to prevent the riding crop from going between them, but her body refused to obey; instead, her legs spreading wider, almost bow-legged as she opened herself up willingly.

Her pink pussy opened up, the juices sparkling like tiny lights on her lips. She was open from her pussy to the top of her ass crack, a tiny pink anus barely visible. Bill stroked his cock in anticipation, for she would soon bring him the first of many pleasures today. He rubbed the shaft of the riding crop between her legs, the shaft ringed with a thick leather string that made it rough and uneven. It quickly glistened with her juices, the leather rubbing up and down between her lips.

She wanted to close her legs so much and trap the wonderful feel of the riding crop between them, the roughness making her creme copiously. It rode up and down like a skinny cock, only making Alice more wanton. She almost welcomed the touch of the riding crop's tongue to replace the shaft. She didn't have to wait long. The first slap of the riding crop on her pussy surprised her. It hit with a sharp slap, not that hard, but her body still rode up as the harsh leather found her pussy lips and shoved them aside ruthlessly, attacking the soft, wet inner flesh of her pussy.

Bill pulled the crop back, the tongue slick with her juices, Bill loving the way she rode up onto her toes then settled back down on her heels for the next one. He didn't hit her hard, not yet. His hand brought the crop up from between her legs, catching the front of

her pussy with the three-inch tongue, slapping wetly onto her flesh, her body jerking up on her toes again; the sound louder this time.

She almost came with the second blow, the crop seeking out her clit, stopping just short of it, Alice wishing it had found it. She could feel the juices running down her thighs, ashamed at how her body was reacting but excited as she had never been before. How could I love being bound,my pussy whipped and wanting more? She groaned into the gag as the next slap of the riding crop hit her squarely on her pussy, harder, the force of the blow shoving aside her pussy lips, the brunt of the force of the leather tongue burning fiercely onto her soft, sensitive inner lips, stinging like a swarm of bees. She rose up on her toes until they ached, finally settling back down, waiting, wanting the next one.

Bill began to work over the young girl's pussy with the riding crop; the only sound in the room was the slap of harsh leather hitting her wet flesh and the gagged cry of the girl when she arched up so provocatively. There was a puddle of her arousal on the floor between her legs, his riding crop slick with her juices as it hit her repeatedly. The last cry was the loudest, reaching under and between her legs to make sure that the crop hit high up on her pussy, the tongue finding her clit with such precision.

The crop exploded on her clit, the organ growing with each strike of the crop the nearer it got to it. Alice couldn't believe when he finally struck it, the riding crop hitting her the hardest, her clit smashed into her pubic bone, feeling like the leather was driving all the blood from the engorged organ. She almost came from the blow, the pain and pleasure exploding into one as it raced to her brain. Her thighs trembled as her muscles sought to close, but her arousal refused to allow them to stop the masochistic pleasure that the crop was driving into her body. Before her legs could relax and return to the ground, the crop was seeking out her clit again, the sharp slap crushing her pleasure button beneath it. She trembled as he continued to whip her pussy, her body on edge with each blow; sometimes the crop seeking out her clit, others time just the breeze blowing over her clit as it sought out her pink inner flesh.

Her pretty, pink pussy was now turning and angry red, but Bill was still not finished.

He picked up a quirt, this one more vicious then most, a viper. Two sinister hard and flat ten-inch teeth attached to the end of the braided handle. Each tooth at the end had a hard knot to inflict the most intense pain in a very small area, perfect for what Bill was planning.

It was a good thing Alice didn't see what he had in his hand. Let it be a surprise to her.

He stepped back so he could take careful aim, years of practice on the pretty, young girls that Doctor James provided him would make it that much more special for Alice. He gave the quirt a flick up between her legs, the twin teeth slapping up between her legs, hitting both her outer pussy lips with equal velocity, the loud snapping sound ringing out in the room at they attacked her lips.

She felt the pain instantly, her lips feeling like they were already swelling larger. She looked back, seeing the nasty whip in his hand, a smile on his face and a bulge in his pants showing his excitement at her pain. The next one slipped between her lips, the stinging pain attacking her, sure that she was bleeding, her cry muffled by the gag, her body jerking in pain. He didn't let up, the whip seeking out the most intimate parts of her body, licking painfully at her sensitive flesh. It was bad enough what he was doing to her pussy, but the next time the whip caught her, it was a downward stroke that drove through her crack, one of the tongues catching her on her anus. It felt like it was driving into her body, her muscles clenching uncontrollably in pain.

He enjoyed the way her anus took the quirt, her tiny pink hole turning an angry red, her anal ring opening and closing in pain, the teeth of the quirt slapping hard as though they were trying to enter her. Her body shook in pain, Bill alternating between her pussy and anus until both were an angry red. She would remember being fucked by him, the whip making her tender, her body would respond nicely when he put his cock into her. Bill could wait no longer, putting the quirt down, but leaving it handy. It would be used once he started fucking her.

He could hear her gagged sobs, her face covered with tears, but his eyes were more interested in the red, wet pussy spread open before him. He undressed hastily, tossing his clothes aside until he was naked; his hand presented his cock for Alice to see its size.

"Time for a nice fucking, Alice. Give me a good ride with your tight pussy."

Her pussy and anus were sore from the whipping, but there was still the tingle of pleasure she felt even when the whip struck her. Was it the tight bondage and the submissive position I am bound in that drove the pain to pleasure in my body? How could I almost welcome his cock inside me after what he subjected my body to? She had no choice as she felt him behind her, the hot flesh of his cock rubbing up and down her ass cheeks, feeling the hot fluids leaving a slick trail on her skin. She felt him rubbing lower with his cock, pushing it against her pussy from behind, the thick head splitting her lips apart, seeking out her tight hole. He was big, Alice not very experienced, feeling the pressure as the massive head slowly opened her up, her pussy forced open as he became insistent.

As soon as he felt her tight muscles gripping the head of his cock, he grew impatient, wanting to feel the young girl's tight pussy engulf all of his cock. He began to push with his hips, slowly feeding more of his cock inside the young girl until he felt her muscles clamp tightly on the head of his cock just beneath the ridge. He held still, enjoying the way she clamped down on his cock like a tight vise. He began to enter her, slowly at first, enjoying the hot, tight passage.

Alice felt his cock probing her, a tight pressure between her legs as the massive head slowly filled her, easing between her lips. She gritted her teeth as he filled her much more than any boy had ever done before. The tightness between her legs increased as he began to rock his body back and forth, each time more of his cock piercing her. It felt like a hot poker was being shoved inside her, tearing and pushing aside all her muscles'

resistance. It started off hurting, his cock too big for her tight belly, but as he bore into her, it changed. She concentrated all of her energies on the way his cock felt inside her, imagining the thick veins teasing at her insides, the thick head pushing aside her muscles to open her up. He began to fill her with his hot flesh, pushing in and out. She could feel it bulging inside her, her juices coating it, making it slick as he began to pump her with his cock. He began to fuck her, and it was beginning to feel good.

His cock was sliding easily inside her, her tight passage clinging to his cock like a second skin, her juices making it easier for him to thrust into her. She might have been sobbing not too long ago about being whipped, but her attitude was certainly different. He looked down at the twin buttocks clenched beneath him, the tiny red hole abused. He eased his cock out of her belly slowly, feeling her muscles gripping him as if she hated to see him leave. His cock pulled out with a loud snap, Bill fisting it and moving it up her crack until he rested it in the crevice, the head covering up the tiny hole.

Suddenly his cock was gone, Alice wanting it back, wanting to feel it fill her so full.

She felt it slide up her crack, stopping when it got to her anus. No, he couldn't think of doing such a thing! It was huge, too huge for it to go up there. Her hole was too small to penetrate with such a monster, feeling the hot head throbbing with lust. She felt his hands dig deep into her hips, holding her fast as the pulsating head of his cock pushed against her tiny hole. The pressure grew as his hands held her tighter, feeling her anal ring slowly giving up the fight to keep him out, the gradual opening of her ring making it feel like a rubber band that was stretched too far. Why did he take his cock out of my pussy?

Wasn't I tight enough for him? He was relentless with his cock, the pressure never tiring, her muscles losing the battle as he fought to enter her, penetrate her bowels with his cock.

Bill had to hold the shaft of his cock to keep it from bending as he applied all the pressure to sodomize the young girl. She was getting much more than she bargained for, her anus trying to fight the power of his cock. He continued the relentless onslaught of her anus, worming his cock into her virgin opening, her anal ring slowly engulfing the head of his cock millimeter by painful millimeter.

She held her breath, feeling her anal ring suddenly snap open and suck the head of his cock inside her with one painful shove of his hips. "MMMGGGGLLLL," her muffled scream tore from her lips as the bloated head of his cock slid inside her anus, her ring snapping shut tight just behind the head, trapping it as if she didn't want it to leave. She never felt so stretched or degraded, his cock in her rectum. She couldn't believe anyone would want to do such a thing, but the throbbing cock jerked in unexpected pleasure inside her. She felt a surge of pain inside her, feeling like he was tearing her apart. He stopped for a moment, but then she felt the fingers digging into the flesh of her hips again, the hard flesh of his cock moving deeper inside her intestines. It pushed aside all her muscles, stretching her from the inside as it moved relentlessly inside her rectum. It felt like a huge hammer sawing in and out of her backside, her insides collapsing behind it as it pulled out, only to spread open wide when he shoved back in.

If Bill thought her pussy was tight, it was nothing like the feel of her rectum around his cock. The elastic walls enveloped his cock in a hot, tight blanket, the thick head opening her up for deeper penetrations with each thrust of his hips. He looked down, her abused ring clinging up and down his shaft like a tight rubber band as he sodomized her. Her anus pulled out, clinging to his cockhead as he withdrew, pushed in when he worked his cock to the hilt inside her. He could feel his cock as it filled the round tube of her rectum, her muscles massaging his cock like thousands of tiny fingers running over it. He began to fuck her, fuck her rectum, shoving his cock deep into her restricting elastic passage.

It filled her like nothing she ever felt before. When he was all the way inside her, it felt like she just ate too much, his cock filling her intestines far deeper than it would have filled her pussy. It felt like it was going to come out her mouth as it slowly filled her stomach, his pulsating cock threatening to tear her apart. She never felt so used and degraded as she did now, fucked in the ass. His cock was relentless, pulling out or pushing in, never tiring, never stopping. Her insides stretched and then shrunk, only to stretch again to take his cock inside her. She could feel every bump, ridge and vein on his cock as it sawed in her guts. His hands roamed freely over her ass cheeks, opening up the wounds where the whip had taken its toll. One hand slid under her, grabbing her pussy harshly, forcing her up onto his cock, feeling like it was stabbing deep inside her. His efforts increased, her anus burning up from the friction of his cock fucking her ruthlessly. He was fucking

her with punishing strokes, his abdomen slamming into her up-thrust buttocks with pounding smacks. His fingers found her clit, feeling them slap her blood-engorged organ like a boxer, snapping it until her body shook in pleasure.

He hadn't fucked an anus this tight in a long time, the young girl forced to take his pounding cock up her rectum, her body jolted with each vicious thrust inside her, yet her insides clung to his cock lovingly as he pulled out. He found her clit, teasing and tugging on it until he felt her responding, her muscles clenching and unclenching on his cock as he fucked her. He wouldn't last much longer, but there would be many more times he would cum in this young girl before he was finished with her.

She began to feel pleasure in her guts, his cock filling her in ways that she could not even fathom. She began to try to please him, her muscles rippling up his shaft as he pulled out, pushing back on her anus to allow him fuck in harder, opening herself up to his sodomizing cock. She was being ass fucked, subjected to this degrading act and all she could think about was how it would feel when he came in her and filled her rectum with his hot thick sperm.

His fingers worked over her clit, refusing to leave it alone until he made her cum, cum while being ass fucked. He felt his cock bulging in pleasure, his balls aching as he readied to dump his sperm into the young girl's clenching rectum. He screamed out in pleasure, the sperm racing up from his balls to erupt into her anal depths, filling her full of his hot thick sperm, sheet after sheet of sperm filling her guts.

His fingers were doing their dirty work, Alice forced into an orgasm just as she felt the torrent of sperm fill her intestines. She never felt anything like it; feeling like a fire hose was shoved up her ass, spewing hot sperm deep inside her, shaming her as he filled her bowels. It jetted out three times, his cock continuing to sodomize her, making her tube slick with hot thick sperm. Her orgasm raced through her body, sodomized, whipped and bound only adding to the pleasure that was unleashed in her body. Her body shook in pleasure while he came inside her, Alice finally feeling his cock shrinking. She finally was able to squeeze out his cock, thick hot sperm following it out.

Bill finally pulled out of her, his semi-erect cock still wanting more. He began to untie her, but only for a few moments. She would find herself bound once again, this time in a more degrading and obscene position, the whips and crops ready to find her most intimate body. The use of the whips and crops to torture the young girl would make his cock come back to life.





Chapter 6


Mother Joins Daughter, Drugged for Pleasure




Brenda still didn't know that this was the right decision, but Dr. James convinced her that it was. She did all the things to end her life on the outside, driving over and parking her car in the lot of Heil Hospital. She was sure that Zoey was already better under their care. Now if Dr. James could help her.

Dr. James watched as she entered the room, a tight skirt clinging to the nicest pair of buttocks since he had seen her daughter's Zoey ass. Long, lean legs, lots of flesh revealed, and a lovely pair of firm tits that pushed out a sweater made his cock hard. "You may go home for the day," he told his secretary. She had already left the tea for Brenda.

"Have a seat. My secretary made you some tea. It's a very soothing blend. It will make you feel more comfortable." James could see that she was nervous, sitting down, giving him a peek between her legs before she crossed them. She took a sip and then another of the tea, already seeing her eyes begin to gloss over, the tea heavy with drugs that would keep her conscious, just make her more amenable to suggestions.

"Yes, it's very good. I feel much better already." She sat back in the chair, feeling her body almost being enveloped by the chair. She felt a peace that she hadn't felt in a long time, almost as if all her troubles were behind her. The door opened, two men entering.

Brenda didn't recognize either one of them. Older men, they looked at her, Brenda smiling back.

"Stand up, Brenda." James watched as she obeyed without question. The aphrodisiac in the tea should have started to work. Tom and Joseph would soon put Brenda through her paces, James joining in.

She stood up as the two men came closer, Dr. James getting up and moving next to her. Three handsome men were near her, Brenda feeling an excitement as they looked at her as a woman. She felt a quivering between her legs, a fire beginning to burn. Hands were on her shoulder, turning her around until she was facing Dr. James. Her arms were drawn up into the air, her soft sweater feeling good as it rubbed over her naked skin as it was pulled over her head. She put her arms down, her sweater gone, one of the men pushing the hair from her cleavage so he could see her better. Other hands were at her waist, feeling the tightness of her skirt around her waist gone, hands pulling it down over her hips until it was at her feet. It was strange; she didn't feel that anything was wrong.

Three men were taking off her clothes, and she could only feel excited at what they were going to do to her. Or what they would do to her. She stood in front of them in her bra and panties, perched high on her heels. She felt a cold hand on her back, sending shivers up her spine. At the same time, she felt the bulge of a man's cock pushing against her butt, an erect cock. She felt her bra straps slipping down her arm, her arms at her side, not because she couldn't move them, but because she didn't want to. Three men were making her naked and she liked that. The bra fell to the floor and was replaced by two cold and clammy hands as they grasped her naked breasts, a shudder running through her body as she felt the thrill of a man's touch on her naked flesh. She couldn't breathe as his fingers caressed her white, naked breasts, both hands grabbing them in lust, cupping them and holding them out for the others to see, kneading them with powerful fingers, her nipples turning hard from the touch. Fingers reached out to the twin buds, rolling them until they grew hard from the touch. Fingers snapped back and forth over them, exciting a lust between her legs. She should be running away from these three men, but all she could feel was an increasing desire in her body. She felt a perverted lust to be fucked by them in the most degrading manner, the humiliation of being fucked while the others watched and waited their turn with her.

James could see in her eyes, the emptiness, the complete surrender. "Take off her panties. I want her naked."

She heard the words, feeling hands at her waist, slipping into the waistband and sliding them down her legs, a shiver running through her body as they slid over her bush, sending jolts of electricity through the follicles of hair into her pubes. She obediently stepped out of them, clad only in high heels, naked as the day she was born. She waited, hoped to feel the touch of six hands caressing her body. To feel fingers between her legs,

entering her wet, hot pussy, probing her. To touch her clitoris, teasing it to erection, stroking it until it grew in tense arousal. Finally to feel a cock inside her, filling her deeply, two others waiting their turn with her.

It wasn't what she was expecting or even wanted. Hands pushed on her shoulders, Brenda finding her sinking to her knees. Dr. James was in front of her, the front of his pants only inches from her face. His obvious erection pushed out his pants lewdly. Was I doing this to him? I should feel ashamed at making him so aroused with my body. I should be punished.

James reached down, pulling down his zipper, the metallic hiss ringing out loudly in the quiet room. He pulled open his fly and unbuckled his belt, sliding his pants down until they stopped at his knees. His shorts joined them next, his erect cock bouncing against his abdomen as it sprang free of the tight confines of his pants.

Brenda knew what she had to do. Her body was excited and she had made these men this way. She had to pleasure them with her naughty body. Her hands reached out and grabbed Dr. James's cock, her fingers grabbing the shaft, sliding up and down as she watched it grow in excitement. She began to masturbate it, her fingers sliding up and down the shaft, one hand cupping his balls and squeezing gently until she heard a sigh of pleasure from his mouth. Her fingernails gently caressed it, running under the head until she felt it quiver in excitement, a small drop of sperm leaking from its head. She heard a moan of excitement from his voice, feeling him push with his hips until she felt the hot flesh of his cock burning her skin as it rubbed along the silky skin of her cheek. A hand on the back of her head turned her until she felt the wet cock sliding over her lips, leaving a trail of warm juices. She moistened her lips, knowing how she would make amends for her sexual arousal, parting her lips slightly.

James could not contain his lust any longer, Brenda's mouth puckered into a wide oval, her pink tongue hanging out hungrily. He plunged into the hot cavern of her mouth with a powerful thrust.

Brenda felt Dr. James's hand tangle into her hair, pulling her forward until she felt her lips split by the bulbous head of his cock. She almost choked when he shoved in too far, but she tightened her lips on the shaft as he plunged in. She had this desire to please him with her mouth, beginning to suck him as he sawed his cock in and out of her tightly clasped lips.

Brenda was everything he expected of her. Her tongue began to work on his cock, exploring every inch of it as she took the entire length of his cock without so much as a protest even when he gagged her. His cock throbbed and jerked in her hot mouth as her tongue found all the rich nerve endings on the soft, sensitive skin just beneath the ridge.

He stared down at her, her red lips curled affectionately around his cock as he thrust in and out rhythmically. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him deep inside her, her tongue lathering the head as he leaked his precious fluids into her mouth. He balls began to ache, the need to unload his sperm in his new patient overpowering all of his senses.

She knew he would soon cum, feeling privileged that he would pump his sperm into her mouth. He was shoving in deep, his pubic hairs tickling her lips, his balls slapping harshly against her chin, his hands holding her submissively as he pierced her mouth with every thrust. She could see the other two men looking at her, wishing it were their cocks in her mouth, Brenda knowing that she would have to service all three men with her mouth

before they would give her any pleasure. She felt Dr. James's fingers wind deeper into her hair, holding her still as his cock readied to cum.

He felt it in his balls, the hot molten sperm pumping up the shaft of his cock like a volcano, James clutching her head tightly as the first load of sperm jetted into her willing mouth. Her cheeks bloated and hollowed as he came in her, James gasping in pleasure as she tried valiantly to swallow the copious sperm that filled her mouth, trying not to choke to death as he jetted a second time. The room was silent except for James's gasps of pleasure and the sound of Brenda gulping loudly.

Her mouth was quickly filled with the hot thick sperm as Dr. James came in her. She tried to suck as energetically as she could, but she was trying not to choke to death as her mouth was filled to overflowing, thick hot sperm dripping down her chin. Dr. James's hands gripped her head tighter, pulling her face onto his cock, the third load of sperm pumping deep into her receptive mouth, shooing the last load into her throat as she coughed. He held her pinned against his pubic mound until he was empty, his shrinking cock slipping through her lips, deflated and limp from cumming.

Joseph pushed his way in front of Brenda, spearing her gently parted lips with his cock, holding up her head so he could see her eyes as he thrust his cock deep into her mouth. He didn't stop, even when she choked, pushing and pulling her against him as the head of his cock entered her throat with little problem, James sperm making the passage slick. She gulped and chocked, Joseph's hand twisted in her hair and holding her submissively onto his cock as he fed it down her throat.

She didn't have a chance before another cock was in her mouth, this one more demanding, Brenda choking as he plunged it down her throat. She had never taken a man in her throat, but she submitted to it, his hands guiding her head back and forth, her mouth nothing but a hole for his cock to fuck. She had to please him, her tongue working over his cock as he fucked her mouth and throat. It didn't take long until another load of sperm was filling her stomach, this time, Brenda barely tasting it as it pumped into her throat and directly into her stomach.

The third one wanted her to masturbate him, her hands and mouth used to excite him, one hand cupping his balls and milking the sperm from them. The excitement of the other two taking her mouth made him too excited to last more than a few minutes, Brenda pumping his cock energetically until he was ready to cum. She opened her mouth wide as she pumped his cock, the first load of sperm hitting her squarely on her nose and running into her open mouth. Brenda was prepared the next time, her pink tongue gathering up all the sperm that jetted out into her mouth. She pulled his cock into her mouth for the third load, lapping it up like an hungry kitty with a saucer of milk. She sucked on the knob of his cock when he was finished. She had three loads of sperm inside her, hoping they would give her the pleasure she deserved.

For some reason, it didn't feels strange to be walking down the hallway naked, only her high heels clicking on the tile floor with three men walking with her, the taste of their sperm still lingering in her mouth. Brenda felt at peace with herself. They stopped at a door, Dr. James opening it, semi-dark inside, but Brenda could hear voices inside. Men's voices.

"Here she is; turn on the light." A deep, gruff voice could be heard from the inside.

It almost blinded Brenda when the bright spotlight came on, glowing harshly on a large bed in the center of the room. Brenda couldn't see anything else around it except for at

least ten men standing next to it, all of them staring at her naked body as she walked in.

She now had thirteen men looking at her. Thirteen men lusting after her or at least she hoped. She felt a deep desire between her legs that only a stiff cock could satisfy. She felt hands grabbing at her, tossing her onto the bed, all of them crowding around. Hands pulled her legs open to the side of the bed until they ached, callused fingers rubbing her silky thighs too harshly, but her pussy became soaked. They were going to fuck her and that is all she cared about.

James's voice rang out in hushed room. "This is Brenda. She is new to Heil Hospital, though we have enjoyed her mouth already, and she is a talented and energetic woman.

Just like her daughter, Zoey . I thought all of you might help me break Brenda in and show her some new tricks to satisfy a man's desires."

His words should have scared her, but she was confused. Dr. James talked about Zoey. Men's desires. All of it only made her wetter, so many hands on her legs, keeping them spread wide, Brenda wishing one of them would stroke her pussy, probe her, tease her clit.

Joseph moved to the edge of the bed, quickly stripping off his clothes, fisting his cock until it stood out hard and erect. In spite of Brenda taking it down her throat, he was ready. He was ready with eight inches of thick cock to use on the young woman.

"Bring her to the edge of the bed. On her knees."

Brenda felt hundreds of hands on her body, pulling her this way and that, unable to stop them as they dragged her over to the edge of the bed. She saw the one man that had throat fucked her, seeing the thick cock jutting out in front of him, wondering how she survived taking that monster into her throat. He was gone from her sight as they turned her around, pulling her up by her belly, hands shoving her legs beneath her until she found herself kneeling on the bed. Hands grabbed her hair, yanking up her head, Brenda forced to her hands and knees as hands continued to run continuously over her body. Her breasts were pawed savagely, powerful hands compressing her flesh, fingers finding her nipples, punishing them by pinching them and twisting them, but the pain quickly turned to pleasure as they continued to ravish her body. So many hands, so many men to satisfy her.

"Spread her wider," Joseph standing behind her, the smooth white buttocks perched up high and defenseless. Hands moved between her thighs, spreading her legs wide until her pussy and anus opened up to him. His fingers pushed in her crack, pulling apart the clenching buttocks until her crack all but disappeared. A virgin anus, the tiny brown star was barely big enough to take a finger, never mind his thick cock. It would be hard, but for her, not him when he fucked her in the ass. He was going to enjoy the hot, tight, virgin hole.

She felt hands on her ass, but it never dawned on her until it was too late. All of the hands were exciting her too much, unable to believe that she had the attention of so many men at one time.

Joseph's hand held the shaft of his cock, pulling the foreskin back as he stepped behind her, his fingers on each side of her anus, pulling apart the checks until the little brown hole began to open under his searching fingers. The tiny elastic hole began to part, her anal ring opening by the sheer force of his fingers, but it was still just a tiny speck compared to the massive head of his cock. "I'm ready. Push her back onto me. Let her feel her Master entering," Joseph said proudly.

The hands on her began to get anxious, Brenda feeling herself being pulled back, almost welcoming the touch of a thick cock entering her pussy. She suddenly felt it, the hot flesh of his organ. "Lower," she urged the men, trying to raise her body so she could feel it between her pussy lips.

"Stay down," the men said roughly, hands under her belly forcing her back down again. "He knows where he is going," the man laughing with an evil laugh.

She felt the pulsating flesh of his cock on her anus, her fate suddenly flashing into her brain. She felt a fleeting moment of panic, knowing then that he was trying to push his cock up her ass. Hands held her submissively as Brenda felt the pressure of his rock-hard cock pushing against her defenseless anal ring. Fingers pulled it open, feeling a strange uneasiness as her ring was forced to spread open, the flanged head of his cock slowly entering her, slowing forcing her to open as the helmet of his cock grew wider the more it entered her. It felt like it was tearing open, the massive cock too big to go up such a little hole, but the men holding her only grabbed her tighter when she began to panic.

It felt like a tight vise was gripping the head of his cock, forced to hold it rigid by the shaft to keep it from bending in half from the pressure. Her anus was forced in by the pressure of his cock, her ring barely opening to accept the penetration. "Push harder. I want to feel her ass hole slipping over my cock." Joseph spit on his cock, hoping that it would slide easier, his patience running short.

"EEEEEEEEWWWWWW," her shrill cry filled the room with her pain. It was sheer agony in her backside as she was pulled back onto the man's cock like a shoe on a foot.

Her anal ring was forced into submission, Brenda biting her lip from the pain when her ring was suddenly forced open so wide that she was sure it was torn and bleeding, the rigid cock leaving no alternative but let it enter her. Tears ran down her cheek, shamed as a cock was suddenly thrust into her rectum, her ring spread wide and gripping it so tightly. It felt like a log was thrust inside her, but this one was flesh, hot flesh, jerking in excitement as her body began to spasm from the pain. "Please, take it out!" She couldn't take it, stretched from the inside.

Joseph looked down, the head of his cock gone, the shaft sticking out of her stretched anus like a giant branch, her anal ring gripping so tightly around the head of his cock. Her insides crushed his cockhead with her powerful muscles, rippling uncontrollably over his cock as he enjoyed the delightful clenching. "More--feed her ass hole over my cock. I want more of my cock inside her." He watched as the men did all the work, Joseph standing there like a king, the young woman's anus sliding over his cock effortlessly.

The hands gripped her tighter, Brenda preparing for the worst as they jerked her back onto the cock that was impaling her virgin anus. She sobbed in shame and fear, sodomized while all watched her slowly and viciously impaled on the largest cock she ever felt. She could feel his cock slowly entering her, stretching her elastic passage until she thought she would tear, pulled back onto the monster cock millimeter by painful millimeter.

"Rock her back and forth. She's too tight; you need to loosen her up." Her muscles stopped him from going more than an inch each time. It was taking too long for him to fill her, his balls aching painfully for release.

Brenda cried out each time she was jerked back and forth by the men, the cock feeling more like a battering ram as it slowly filled her intestines with his hot flesh. She saw how long it was and still didn't feel him against her ass cheeks, knowing there was still more of his cock they were forcing up her ass. His cock was ruthless, pushing aside her resisting

muscles, enlarging her elastic passage so his shaft could follow. She could feel every bump, ridge, vein and lump on his cock as it passed through her intestines. It hurt as much pulling out as it did when he shoved in, feeling as if her guts were being drawn out, the powerful suction behind the head of his cock sucking her guts out. "AAAAHHHH," she cried out, relief when she felt the wiry pubic hairs on her ass cheeks, but he made his cock jerk deep inside her, stretching her in ways she wasn't meant to be stretched.

Joseph couldn't believe the pleasure he felt when he was fully impaled in her rectum.

Her guts were stretched tight around his cock, her muscles rippling deliciously up and down his shaft. It felt so much different than a pussy--tighter, rounder. He couldn't wait any longer, needing to fuck her. To ass fuck her. Hands held her submissively as they pulled her back off his cock, Joseph looking down, watching the way her anus gripped his cock as if she didn't want him to leave, clinging to his shaft as he was slowly and methodically pulled from her clenching anus. "Back in, hard!" He felt her anus clinging to the head of his cock, pulled and stretched until his cock was ready to break free, Joseph not ready to relinquish the hot, tight hole.

"AAAAGGHHH." Brenda's head shot up as they shoved her back onto his cock, this time no mercy, his cock slammed into her rectum until she felt the terrible cramps deep in her stomach as his cock filled her bowels with his sodomizing cock. As soon as it hit bottom, they yanked her back off him, back and forth, Brenda's rectum going from empty to full in seconds, her insides beaten into submission by the thick cock. They fucked her on his cock three times, the last time his cock jerked uncontrollably deep inside her. She felt him behind her stiffen suddenly, shoving with his hips, his cock feeling like it was a spear driven into her stomach. It jabbed in and out several times then she heard his cry and felt his hot sperm filling the dark depths of her bowels. She never felt so humiliated as jet after jet of sperm spewed into her stomach. The pain was gone as his cock began to shrink, but the shame continued as they pulled her off his cock with a loud slurp, Brenda feeling a flood of sperm following out, the spasms in her anus pushing it out. They released her, Brenda falling on the bed belly first, her legs still spread. The shame increased when the men around her began to applaud, looking up to see two men moving closer. What will they do to me now? She knew it would only be more shame and humiliation.

"Flip her over," one of the men shouted at the others, throwing the cut pieces of rope to the three other men. "Spread her wide so we can ride her hard."

As much as her anus still hurt from the painful sodomy, the that ropes tightened on her ankles and wrists sent a shiver of excitement between her legs as they spread her open and tied her tight. Her arms were drawn up high over her head, tied to the two corners of the bed. They enjoyed spreading her legs; Brenda's groans only making them yank her wider until it felt like she was being split up the middle. Fingers yanked on her pussy lips, pulling them apart as other fingers ran all over her mound, Brenda unable to stop the juices that began to flow as they touched her in all the right places. Two fingers inside her felt good, but even better would be a cock. Her clit was teased until it stood up like a giant pebble, swollen and aroused. She looked over, one of the men climbing on the bed, his hands already pulling down the zipper of his pants, releasing an erect cock. "Fuck me,"

she begged, but she saw him move to her head.

She didn't have to be told, Dr. James and the other two men already showing her what she would have to do with her mouth to please them. Automatically she opened her

mouth wide, the man shoving his cock in her mouth so deep that she choked as it hit the back of her mouth and sought entrance to her throat. Her throat was raw from the last time, but he didn't care. She gasped as she tried to breathe, her nostrils flaring as her mouth was filled with the hard flesh of the stranger's cock. She wrapped her lips tightly around his cock and began to energetically suck his cock; the only sound in the room was of her noisily servicing his cock with her mouth.

He enjoyed her wet lips wrapped tightly around his cock, her tongue exploring every inch of his cock as he began to rock his cock back and forth into the hot confines of the young woman's mouth. Even when he pushed too far, her choking and gagging did little to stop him from entering her throat. She thrashed around the bed, but the ropes kept her pined, his cock filling her mouth and throat.

She couldn't see them, the one with his cock in her mouth blocking her view, but she could feel hundreds of hands on her body. Some touched her softly, teasing her, others pinched and prodded until she was sure that she would be black and blue, but none of them stopped. Even her clit was teased by the lightest touch, Brenda trying to rise up to feel it more, each time it moved away as if it wanted to make her beg. And beg she would, if it weren't for the cock that filled her mouth. The cock in her mouth began to bulge, Brenda knowing that it was a sign that he was ready to cum. The swollen organ began to jet his sperm onto her tongue, blanketing it with a thick coat of salty sperm, jerking violently after each jet of sperm. His hands held her head so she couldn't move, forced to take a second jet of sperm before she could catch her breath, swallowing to keep the flood of sperm from running out her mouth, feeling the hot fluids slowly sinking into her stomach. He didn't pull out, a third load of sperm emptied in her mouth, Brenda furiously gulping to keep from choking on the copious sperm. He finally finished, leaving a trail of dripping sperm as he pulled his limp cock from her lips. Drying thick hot sperm stained her cheek.

The hands between her legs were replaced with lips and tongue, Brenda welcoming them as they began to lick her pussy, from the bottom of her slit all the way up to her clit, trapping it with his teeth. Brenda's held her body still, frightened that he would accidently bite it off, his tongue lashing out on her clit until her pussy shuddered with pleasure. The tongue flicked it back and forth, inciting a fiery desire in her that only a cock could quench.

The tongue moved away, only to return to her pussy, fingers holding her open as it entered her just like a cock, probing deep inside her as her muscles clenched erotically on the wet tongue. "Fuck me with your tongue," she cried out, lost in her own pleasure as they finally began to pleasure her, Brenda completely forgetting the painful sodomy or the mouth fuck. She tried to arch her pussy up, trying to drive the tongue deeper into her, anything to make her cum. She needed to cum now.

He could feel her pussy flooding his tongue, but it was his cock that needed the pleasure of release. He pulled his tongue out of her, seeing her pleading eyes as he deserted her. He got to his knees between his legs, quickly thrusting his cock into her drenched pussy up to the hilt with a single thrust. He began to pump her rigorously, deep pounding drives inside her. He couldn't contain himself, cumming quickly inside her, draining his balls and getting off of her as fast as he got on her.

"No, don't cum yet," she cried out, but it was too late, feeling his hot sperm filling her.

He got off quickly, Brenda welcoming the next one that climbed on to take his place. His cock penetrated her, Brenda already on the edge of excitement. He was thicker and had

more stamina, pounding into her, forcing her to cum. He took only minutes after she came, but another man was already between her legs, mounting her like a stallion, her wet pussy speared by another erect cock. He pounded into her until she felt her belly filled with more hot sperm, jumping off and a new cock, this one skinnier but longer, feeling like a sword inside her. It went on endlessly, Brenda not even knowing how many men took her, her mouth suddenly filled with a cock when she was least expecting it, both men taking her until she was filled with hot sperm at both ends. They finally left her alone, untying her, Brenda unable to move, sperm leaking out of all of her holes, sore but satisfied.





Chapter 7


The Judge's Deception




For two days, Melissa was left alone, but each time a guard, a male guard, came into her room, she feared she would be raped again. Her only hope was when her parents or Judge Holmes came to visit. They would punish them for what they did to her, especially Judge Holmes. She could tell that he had taken a liking to her and would be astonished at what they did to her here. She jumped when she heard the sound of boots outside her door, scared as a guard entered.

"Get up. Dr. James wants to see you. I think you have a visitor after he is finished with you. I heard Judge Holmes is paying a visit to us and he has asked especially for you."

The guard knew Judge Holmes well enough to know what he wanted, and Melissa was going to give him it. First, Dr. James would ready her, Judge Holmes not liking all the preparation necessary.

She smiled secretly. They would all pay for what they allowed that man to do to her.

For raping her, taking her innocence from her, and then forcing her to take his sperm in her mouth repeatedly and swallowing his foul seed. She followed the guard to Dr.

James's office, a twinge of fear, not knowing how much Dr. James knew about what went on around here. Did they keep him in the dark, only using his name to lure in girls for their perversions? Melissa didn't know how many others were here and were being abused.

She was dressed in a pair of jeans and sweatshirt, nothing revealing as to why he wanted her in his office. Judge Holmes would be here in an hour, and he would want his pleasure with Melissa as soon as he arrived. Judge Holmes was a big man and would tear a young girl like Melissa if James didn't at least lubricate her and stretch her a bit before he ass fucked her. He was known for his stamina, Melissa would be sore for a week by the time he finished with her. "You may leave now," James instructed the guard.

He could easily handle Melissa.

She stood in front of him, not sure why she was here. She felt anxious, but also relieved, knowing Judge Holmes would be here shortly to save her from these evil rapists.

"Just a follow up exam, Melissa. I give it to all the girls after they have been here for a few days. To make sure they are not having any trouble." He waited for a moment before he said the rest. "Judge Holmes is coming to visit you. You must have made a good impression on him. He seems very interested in your case. He was very adamant about getting you sentenced here instead of county jail. You're a lucky girl to have such a staunch defender." It would make it easier for James to get her ready, Melissa knowing

her rescuer is only an hour from saving her. He should be able to get her ready without too much protest.

Would he be able to tell that I was raped? She had looked and after the first day, most of the redness and soreness had gone away. "Yes, Judge Holmes is looking out for me."

It was more of warning to Dr. James in case he was part of these evil men.

"This won't take too long. Take off your sweatshirt and bra and lie down on the table over there. Face down. I will be back in a minute." He didn't give her a chance to say anything or question him, going into the adjoining office, looking through the one-way mirror as he closed the door. She stood there for a moment, looking like she was trying to decide on whether to comply or not. She looked at the table. It wasn't the fearful gyno exam table, this was just a padded leather table, though if she looked hard enough she would have seen some differences. Half way down the table, the table split into two; though, at the present time, it was hard to distinguish since both parts were pushed close together. James hid from her sight the straps that would go around each split, to secure her legs in them. Then her legs could be spread conveniently and securely. On her belly, she would present an intoxicating sight when Judge Holmes spread her legs and opened up her ass. He always loved the surprise to find a freshly greased anus begging to be sodomized.

Dr. James never did anything to her, so it was hard for her to refuse him, especially when he was still instrumental in her final release. It scared her that she would be face down, but she still had her jeans on. Judge Holmes would find out if he was involved, and if he were, he would be punished with the others. If not, she didn't want to make it sound like she was defiant. She took off her sweater, folding it neatly and placing it on the chair. She looked around the room as if she expected someone to pop out any minute and rape her again, but the room was empty. She took off her bra and laid down on the cold table, her nipples turning hard as she pressed them into the cold leather, at least she could hide them. She turned nervously when Dr. James entered the room again; his hands clad in latex gloves, carrying a small metal tray, a white towel hiding its contents from her eyes.

"Relax, Melissa, this won't hurt. It might just be a bit uncomfortable." James put the tray down, looking down at the lovely girl, a nice plump ass encased in the jeans. Her breasts were hidden from his view, her arms held to her side. "It will be more comfortable for you if you put your arms in front of you." He didn't give her time to think, pulling her arms up until they were in front of her, stretched out. He looked at her sides, two lovely breasts peeking out as she laid on them to hide them from his view. That was not what interested him. "Good girl," he complimented her. He ran his hand down her leg almost casually, never letting it stop, wanting her to get comfortable with his touch. He moved all the way down to her ankle, then back up, slowing down as it ran over her ass, moving to the other side to repeat the procedure until his hand was back on one buttock, feeling the muscles tighten beneath his hand. He put his hands on her hips, drawing her up from the table until her ass was arched up about six inches. "Don't move," he warned her, Melissa balancing on her knees, her pert little ass perched up so nicely. "I'm going to remove your jeans so hold still."

She felt him fumbling beneath her, his hands opening up the waistband, the hiss of her zipper sliding down sounding so ominous. She was in a strange position, arched up to allow him to take off her jeans, Melissa holding the position willingly. She was confused,

not sure what to do, ending up doing nothing as she felt her jeans slowly being pulled down her legs. He pulled them down to her knees until he could go no farther. His hands touched her legs again, this time touching her naked skin just as before, sliding up to her buttocks. It wasn't any different than he had done before, only her jeans were no longer covering her.

"You can lower back down again. Thank you for helping me, Melissa."

She pushed her body into the cold leather table, grateful that she wasn't arched up, feeling better.

"Let me get these off." James made quick work of pulling her jeans all the way off her legs and feet, folding them slowly and neatly, making sure that Melissa saw the way he handled them. He moved back to her, his hands starting at her ankles again, sliding up her leg, his fingers moving closer to her tightly clenched thighs as they slid up to her buttocks, feeling the gentle contractions of her muscles as his hand grazed across the tight ass cheeks that lay beneath the thin panties. He had to move quickly now. "Keep your legs together," trying to keep her at ease as he pulled her panties down over her ass cheeks, the luscious ass as nice as he remembered when he saw her before when the Deputy was examining her. This time, it would be his fingers entering her.

She did as he said; her legs held together coyly as she felt the panties slide down her legs and off her feet before she could protest. Dr. James folded them neatly, placing them on top of her other clothes. The leather table was cold beneath her. She felt his hands returning, this time running all over her naked flesh, including her buttocks, moving from one side to the other. What was he going to check? What was on the tray beneath the towel?

This would be the hard part, but it was necessary. He went to the foot of the table, finding the straps underneath the bottom of each side. "This is necessary for your own protection to make sure you don't hurt yourself internally by jerking away." He took the first strap, ran it around her ankle and snapped the silent buckle and was already doing the same to the other, Melissa looking at him with a surprised and puzzled look, but he was already finished by time she could figure out what happened.

"Wh-what? Wh-why?" her voice stammering. She felt something on her ankles and then she found she couldn't move her legs or her feet. They were secured to the table.

Didn't hurt me internally? What was he going to put into me?

"Just relax, Melissa. I'm a doctor and my only thought is for your safety. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you. Otherwise, you might miss seeing Judge Holmes."

Melissa couldn't let that happen, she didn't know how long before he would come back again. She didn't know if they would send more men into her room to rape her or worse, afraid of the perverted acts they would inflict on her or force her to perform on them. She had to trust Dr. James. She put her arms out in front of her again.

"That's a good girl, Melissa. Now relax." His hands went to her buttocks, stroking them, his fingers moving closer to the tight crack that separated the twin peaks. He put his fingers between them, pulling them apart, feeling her muscles begin to tighten as she guessed his intentions. "You are going to have to relax your buttocks, Melissa." His fingers dug into her crack until he felt her surrender, her butt relaxing, his fingers slowly parting her cheeks until the tiny star of her anus appeared. A dark brown hole, untouched except for some probing fingers, but it would look differently once Judge Holmes was through with it.

She could feel his fingers opening her up, remembering what the deputy had done to her, her finger pushed inside her ass. Was Dr. James going to do the same thing? It wasn't terribly painful when the deputy did it, more humiliating and uncomfortable to have a finger moving inside her. Dr. James's fingers continued to spread her open, feeling the cool air blowing between her cheeks, knowing he was able to see her anus.

James held her open until he knew she couldn't stop the uncontrollable clenching of her own muscles. All of a sudden, her buttocks snapped shut like a steel door, trapping his fingers between them.

She turned and looked at him, feeling his fingers between her clenched buttocks, ashamed at her own body. "Sorry, Doctor James," trying to apologize as his fingers lay trapped between her buttocks.

"Young girls are like this, Melissa. It's nothing to be ashamed of, but it does make if difficult for me to continue." He moved his finger between her cheeks until he felt the hot knot of her ass muscles, feeling them contract from the unnatural touch.

"I can't stop it."

He pulled his finger out reluctantly from between her cheeks. "I will do what I have to do in other cases like this." He went to the foot of the table, unsnapping the latch that kept the two sides of the table together. He began to pull them open, her legs parting, Dr.

James moving into the gap as he began to spread her. She didn't protest, instead hiding her face in shame as he spread her open until he was standing in the middle of her spread legs, her buttocks parted, her crack almost gone, only the tiny brown hole squinting back at him. She was his now.

Now she knew why the straps were on her ankles, Dr. James splitting the table open.

She never even realized it could do that, but she hid her face in shame, Dr. James forced to do this because she couldn't control her muscles. She felt her crotch opening up, and then felt the relief when her buttocks miraculously stopped moving, relaxed. She lay on the table, naked; her legs spread wide, her buttocks parted. She knew that she would soon feel something on her anus, his fingers or something from the metal tray he brought in. She just hoped she could suffer through this until Judge Holmes could rescue her. It would be soon, just a little more humiliation to endure.

"Lift up," James taking the round leather bolster and sticking it under her hips, her ass arching up six inches when she settled back down on it. It revealed Melissa nicely. Her brown hairs were visible from behind, the forced position making her pussy look pouty and plump. Her lips were slightly parted, the pink insides glistening in the bright lights. Her spread legs and arched hips laid the full plane of her pussy open, the deep slit all the way to her clit. But James's eyes were drawn to the brown pucker of her anus. The tight, teenage hole revealed so vividly between her white cheeks.

Melissa became more apprehensive, naked, her body in a strange and obscene position, the pillow under her hips arching her up, sure that she presented such a sight for Doctor James that stood between her spread legs. She felt so helpless with her legs spread and bound, even with her arms free. She didn't want to offend Doctor James in case he wasn't part of the staff that let her be raped. She just had to endure and hold out for Judge Holmes. He would soon be arriving, and she could tell him all the perverted things they did to her. Maybe he would even set her free after what they had done. She began to feel more confidant that she would be freed to go home to her own bedroom and put all of this behind her.

James opened the jar of Vaseline, lubricating one finger liberally. He moved closer to her, one hand on her cheek, pulling it back to keep her from clenching tight. "Relax now, Melissa. It's going to be cold and a bit uncomfortable, but you must keep your muscles relaxed." His cock threatened to burst from his pants when his slick finger slide between her cheeks and rested on the tight knot of her anus.

She struggled to keep her muscles from contracting on his finger, remembering the shame when her buttocks clenched and trapped his finger before. She shivered, not so much from the cold finger, but the fear, remembering how it felt to be entered in such a place. She felt the pressure on her anal ring, but the slick finger soon probed harder, not hurting as her anal ring began to expand over the slick finger as it slowly began to enter her. She hid her face in shame as she felt the finger sliding inside her like a small animal burrowing into her guts. It didn't hurt; in fact, it slid in too easily, her muscles gripping the slick finger as Doctor James continued to push his finger in deeper. His finger bent inside her, Melissa feeling the hard knuckle of his finger pushing into her reluctant muscles. He began to move it, back and forth, her anal ring pulled out when his finger retreated, threatening to release its grip on his digit, then he would slip it back in, deeper this time, sliding along the oil he lubricated her with.

She opened up easily, her anus tight and hot on his finger, but she couldn't fight the slick Vaseline that kept her lubricated for him. He began to finger her, feeling the muscles grip his finger, but they couldn't stop his finger from going deeper into the hot depths of her guts. He wished he could take off the gloves so he could feel her hot, tight insides, but he would have to wait until Judge Holmes had his pleasure with her. Then Doctor James would be free to explore her again.

Melissa gasped silently as Doctor James violated her in the most humiliating way. For the second time, her virgin ass was being penetrated, this time lubricated, afraid that more fingers would join the first before he was finished with her. She had to endure, the minutes slowly ticking away until Judge Holmes would rescue her.

James pulled his finger out, but only long enough to lubricate a second one. He pushed into her anus without any preliminaries, this time two fingers finding her insides accommodating, the Vaseline making them slide with ease. It was her anal ring that took the punishment, stretching wide as his knuckles slowly sank into her asshole.

Her buttocks clenched, Melissa forced to keep them relaxed, afraid that his fingers would damage her internally if she didn't. The fingers were stretching her too wide; her insides beat into submission as they continued to slide in and out. It began to hurt a little.

It wasn't painful, just an uncomfortable stretching inside, shamed that it was fingers doing it to her.

She was taking his fingers all the way inside her, just an occasional gasp when he pushed his finger too hard against the soft walls of her rectum, but she endured the full measure of his fingers. He kept them deep inside her, slowly pulling them apart, a muffled groan from her lips as he stretched her open from the inside. He twisted his fingers as he kept her spread, teasing her muscles.

She felt the relief when he pulled his fingers out, her anal ring slowly closing. "No, no more," she cried out, whimpering as Doctor James ignored her plea, three fat fingers stretching her as they sought entrance to her intestines. "OOOHHH," she cried when they penetrated her, her anal muscles forced into submission, fat knuckles spreading her. It

felt like he was trying to shove his whole hand up her backside, his fingers fanning out inside her, stretching and beating her muscles into submission as they opened her up.

James would have to see how many fingers, or maybe even his fist, could be shoved up her rectum. Once Judge Holmes opened her up with his foot-long cock, she would almost welcome a fist up her ass. He looked at the clock, Judge Holmes would be arriving now, and he hated to wait for his pleasure. James shoved his fingers deep inside her, rotating them as he pulled them out, her anus slurpping noisily as it snapped shut.

It was as if he shoved his arm up her backside, his fingers digging inside her. They dug so deep inside her that she felt a cramp in her stomach. Too many fat fingers were inside her. She felt a sudden relief as she felt the fingers leaving, her ring stretching wider as the fat knuckles passed through the opening, but she finally felt the relief as his fingers evacuated her ass. It felt like it took a minute for her anus to close; uncomfortable contractions after the fingers retreated. She watched in surprise as Doctor James walked out of the room, not saying a word, leaving her naked and spread, the air blowing over her wet anus making her shiver.

It was only a few minutes before he came back in, the door opening, Melissa shocked at what she saw. "No, you can't see me like this." Melissa tried to get up, but quickly realized that she couldn't with her legs pinned to the table. "Judge Holmes, you shouldn't see me like this." He was behind her before she could protest any more. Between her naked legs, gazing at all that was exposed. He was bigger then she remembered him, much bigger. He overshadowed her. Fear struck her. Something wasn't right and it got worse when she felt one hand on her back, the other on her naked leg.

"Lie back down and be still, Melissa." His cock was raring to go, straining to be free to sodomize this lovely young girl. His hands ran over the supple flesh of her thighs, his eyes glued between her legs, the straps holding her open for his visual rape of her body.

"They raped me," she blurted out, hoping for some sign that he was there to rescue her.

"That's what they paid for, Melissa, to rape a young virgin. I'm about to get my reward for helping to provide you to them. If you don't want to get hurt, don't move. You might even learn to enjoy it." He slapped her ass hard, the sound ringing out in the confined room like a shot, the white skin of her buttock already turning a deep red.

They were all in on it, her hopes quickly dashed, fear replacing it as to what Judge Holmes would do to her. It didn't take much to figure out that on her belly and her legs spread with her ass lubricated, her ass would be raped next. She had never heard any girl talking of anal sex, but Melissa knew that it would be painful and could do considerable internal damage to her if not careful. Her ass was not built to be penetrated by a man's cock. She lay on the table, trembling in fear, unable to do anything to stop her own anal rape. She felt the revulsion as his fingers and hands roamed her naked flesh, moving up between her legs, her thigh muscles trying to close, but the straps held her open and spread. His fingers curled over her buttocks, large hands each grabbing one of her cheeks and squeezing them like a melon. Fingers dug between them, yanking them so far apart that Melissa could feel her anus begin to flower open. She buried her head in the leather table when she felt it, hot and wet touching her anus. It could only be one thing, a tongue that was flicking at her anus. She gave a startled gasp as the tongue licked her intimately, trying to enter her like a finger, in spite of the Vaseline that coated her hole. Fingers pushed to the edge of her anus, pulling wide, the tongue retreating,

replaced with a thick finger that violated her ass just as Doctor James had done, but this one wasn't wearing a glove, feeling the hot flesh of his fingers deep inside her, shaming her as she now knew of their intentions. They were only stretching and lubricating her for something much bigger and longer and that is what Melissa feared. She would never be able to take anything that big up her backside. Not without a lot of pain and tearing.

Judge Holmes flicked his finger up her anus, feeling the hot, tight hole grip his fingers possessively. She was well lubricated, Judge Holmes too eager to do anymore than pull his finger out and get undressed. He took off his clothes, his cock growing more excited as he heard the pitiful whimpering of the young girl as he readied to ass fuck her. He was finally naked, his foot-long cock jutting out like a tree trunk in front of him, one hand stroking it as he lubed it with more Vaseline. He was going to enjoy this. He was ready, but first he wanted Melissa to see what was going to ass rape her, Judge Holmes proud of his twelve-inch cock. No girl would willingly volunteer to let him ass fuck her, so he took his pleasure with girls that had no choice, Judge Holmes preferring young ass virgins.

"Turn and look over your shoulder," his voice gruff and demanding. "Do it!" He yelled out when she didn't comply fast enough. She jumped from the loudness of his second command, her tear-stained face turned to look at him, Judge Holmes enjoying the shocked look in her eyes when she first set her eyes on his cock. "Look at my cock and don't turn away."

She was afraid of him, knowing what he had done to her, what he was going to do to her. She took his threats seriously, afraid of disappearing in a painful death if she disobeyed. She turned to him, his cock looking like a man's arm jutting out in front of him like a weapon, his hand stroking it to massive dimensions. She would be afraid to take it between her legs, sure that he would cripple her with it when he shoved it up her ass. Not only was it long, but the head was bulbous, the size of a can of soda, the shaft almost as thick. It seemed to go on forever. Like the man that raped her, Judge Holmes was older.

Are all older men perverts? She turned her head away when she felt him slide closer between her legs, feeling the hot flesh of his cock sliding between her cheeks until she felt the monster running over her anus. She braced herself for her anal rape.

"We're both going to remember this special treat, Melissa." His cockhead covered her anus, Judge Holmes slowly pushing with his hips, enjoying the way the Vaseline lubricated her sufficiently, feeling her ring already opening up to his onslaught. "Oh, yes, that feels so good, Melissa. You're going to give me such a nice ride." He watched as her anus was slowly forced to swallow his cockhead, his hips pushing relentlessly, his eyes glued to her anal ring as it stretched around the glistening head of his cock and began to draw it in. The brown pucker was gone, stretched wide, a groan from Melissa's lips as he continued to ass rape her slowly and methodically. The way her body was positioned, her beautiful little ass thrust up as if she were offering up her virginal anus to his sodomizing cock. He couldn't wait patiently any longer, jerking into her with his hips, her anus grasping onto his cockhead and drawing it into her rectum as it snapped shut on the thick helmet.

"OOOOOHHH, UUUUGGHHHHH!" She screamed in pain as she jerked beneath him, pinioned and helpless by the straps that kept her legs spread submissively. She felt his cock pressing deeper into her until she felt the terrible pain as it burst through her anal ring, stretching it so wide, she was sure he had torn her. It filled her with its massive size.

He didn't stop, pushing deeper inside her, her body reacting to the anal rape, thrusting up

to throw him off, groaning loudly as it only served to shove his cock deeper into her backside. It filled every inch of her and more, her elastic passage forced to stretch until she felt she was tearing to accommodate the thick flesh. The head was inside her and part of the shaft, but it felt like she was already filled.

It felt like his cock was trapped in a blast furnace, the hot, tight hole smothering his cock in a tight blanket. He fought every inch of the way up her rectum, her muscles fighting unsuccessfully his raping cock. He knew he was hurting her, tearing her, but he didn't care. All he cared about was the pleasure the young ass virgin was giving him as he impaled her on his long cock. "How do you like it my cock up your ass, Melissa? This is only the first time I'm going to enjoy you. Once I cum, I'll be able to fuck you harder and longer. You'll remember me for a week."

His taunts were almost worse than the ass rape, threatening her, telling her what she had to look forward to. She felt like she was joined to him by the cock that split apart her buttocks, ravished in her virgin anus as he continued to plow his cock deeper into her virgin rectum. He began to ram in and out, working her open with his raping cock, stretching her painfully, shaming her as he raped her ass. It felt like a sharp spear shoved up her ass, sobbing from the pain. She was being degraded, far worse than her first rape, taking her in this unnatural act, raping her in a hole that was never meant to be entered in such a manner. She almost wished she would fall into an unconscious stupor and end the humiliation.

Her rectum was so tight that the skin on his cock was pulled back when he pulled out, her muscles gripping it as if she was enjoying it, but he knew it was only the pain that was forcing her muscles to clench uncontrollably. He began to pound his cock into her, over six inches of cock splitting her virgin anus, but six more inches to feed her before she would feel the relief of his sperm bathing her battered insides. He never felt so much power than in moments like this, the young girl beneath him subjugated to him, raped in the ass. He had wanted to do this the first time he saw her, that cute, little pert ass shoved out so provocatively. He pushed in harder, deeper, wanting to feel the sadistic ecstasy as he reamed out her tortured anus. He continued to drive deeper into her guts, each gasp of pain from her lips only making his cock harder, only making his desire to rape and plunder her harder. Nine inches of cock was drawing back from her sucking rectum, Judge Holmes only pausing for a second before he sent the full measure of his cock back up the girl's rectum with a powerful thrust that shook her body and tore a scream from her lips. "Too big, Melissa?. You haven't even got it all yet."

He continued to pile drive his cock up her ass, shooting cramps in her stomach when he shoved in too hard or too deep, but he cared little except for his own pleasure. It felt like a baseball bat inside her, feeling the ridge of his cock scraping the walls of her ass. If only he would finish inside her, even if it meant that he would dump his foul seed in her bowels. Anything to end this painful and humiliating sodomy. He gave one final shove, sending the full measure of his cock inside her, feeling something tear deep inside her as the head of his cock buried deep in her intestines. She was impaled on the long, hard cock.

He fucked in the soft, hot intestines, the elastic walls stretched around his cock like a warm blanket. She was taking the full measure of his cock, his balls slapping against her pussy from behind, a sharp gasp from her lips when he shoved deep inside her. He wouldn't last much longer, fucking harder, faster, wanting her to feel the power he had

over her body. He felt the pressure building in his balls, taking long strokes as her insides clung to his cock like hundreds of soft fingers, igniting an orgasm in him that he couldn't control. He thrust deep inside her, feeling his cock growing as he readied to ejaculate inside her rectum. The thought of what he would do only drew his orgasm closer, feeling his sperm pumping from his balls. "I'm cumming in your tight, teen ass, Melissa." He felt his sperm erupting inside her, blasting the young girl where no one had ever been before, possessing her as no man will be ever be able to do again. He flooded her bowels with his hot sperm, hearing her shameful cries as he filled her.

It was humiliating to feel him cumming in her rectum, filling her bowels with his filthy seed. He began to fuck her again, spewing his sperm as he pushed in and out with his cock. It felt like he was unloading gallons of sperm inside her. Would he ever end this shameful and degrading act?

Judge Holmes finally stopped cumming, his cock resting inside her rectum, enjoying the uncontrollable contractions of her ass muscles on his cock. He didn't pull out, enjoying the hot hole too much to evacuate it. His fingers kept her cheeks parted, feeling the spasms in her anus on his shaft. He finally felt her muscles trying to push him out, her reflexes doing what was natural, pushing out the invader. He let her squeeze him out slowly, the gentle contractions only exciting him once again. He wouldn't be thrown out of the young girl's rectum. He still had a second load of sperm to deliver inside her.

It was terrible, Melissa forced to use her ass muscles to drive the raping cock from her ass, but she had to rid him from her body. She grunted and groaned, pushing out his cock millimeter by millimeter. She had half of it out when she felt something different, her body freezing when she understood it. His cock was getting harder. Her muscles forcing out her rapist only inflamed his lust once again, Melissa crying out as she felt the hardening cock slowly push back inside her.

"I knew you'd like it, Melissa. You did a good job of making me erect again. I'll reward you with an extra-hard ass fucking." Judge Holmes began to shove back in, burying his revived cock back up her bowels.

"NO! NO MORE!" She shouted out her protest, but Judge Holmes was oblivious to her, feeling his cock growing harder inside her ass, stretching her already-abused passage as he began to sodomize her again. Was there no end to the degradation they were putting me through? I thought Judge Holmes would rescue me, but he only proved to be more perverted than the others, using my backside in such a demeaning way. It began to hurt, his cock growing in size, already sore from the previous ass rape, it was worse with his renewed efforts. She had to end this one way or another. He was ramming into her without regard for her pain that he was subjecting her to. She began to cry again as she took the battering of the monster cock up her ass, feeling it driving deep into her stomach like a knife tearing at her guts. He was grunting loudly behind her, their bodies covered in his sweat, hearing his enjoyment as he cruelly took her in the ass.

With his cock revived by her tight rectum, he went about the task of raping the soft, elastic passage for the second time, able to last much longer this time, able to inflict more mental and physical pain on the young virgin pinned beneath his body. He shoved his cock deep into her rectum, feeling her squirming beneath him as she had to take a foot of his cock up her guts. "I could ass fuck you all day, Melissa. Such a delicious ass hole."

He cock propelled up her reluctant anus with a powerful thrust that brought gasps to her lips.

The pain was all encompassing, her backside not built to take anything that long and definitely not equipped to take the pounding he was giving her. She groaned and tried to squirm away, but the straps on her legs allowed little freedom except for pushing back with her ass, but that only made it worse, shoving back to meet the powerful thrusts inside her. Her hips squirmed, trying to ease the pain, feeling his cock jerk in excitement, but the pain lessened as she loosened up under the relentless hammering of his cock. It felt like he was trying to drive it through her body. She had to end it sooner than later, afraid that he would permanently harm her internally if she had to endure this second ass rape. She made her hips move in small circles, shamed that she was encouraging Judge Holmes into thinking that she was surrendering to this perverted act, his comments humiliating her.

"Now you're learning, Melissa. Twist your ass back on my cock. Tighten up on my cock and give me my pleasure. God, that's sooo good," Judge Holmes cried out in lewd ecstasy.

She shut off her mind to what she was doing, her body mechanically doing what was needed to survive this sodomy. She had to finish it. Her muscles began to grip his cock as he pulled out, releasing it as it shoved painfully back up her intestines. She could feel the way her anal ring stretched and tugged on his cock as it dragged in and out of her clutching hole, Judge Holmes beginning to sodomize her rhythmically. Melissa could do nothing but attempt to please him, naked, bound and spread, she was helpless to stop the lewd ass fucking. Her ass began to rise up, her insides clutching on his cock as if she were enjoying it. "Fuck me!" She blurted it out, surrendering to the animalist urges to satisfy the depraved Judge that was in her ass. Her ass began to move crazily, arching up to take the powerful thrusts, feeling his abdomen slap lewdly against her ass cheeks, his heavy balls swinging beneath her to slap against her pussy with a vulgar sound.

"Make me take it hard," she cried out, "punish me with your cock."

Her insides were alive on his cock, feeling like thousands of fingers running up and down his cock as he fucked her ass. He looked down at her anus, the hole now stretched tightly around his shaft, milking it as he fed his cock in and out of her split buttocks. He made her take the full measure of his cock with each thrust, yet each time she met him with her up-thrust cheeks, milking his cock with her insides. "I never suspected you would come around, Melissa, but you did. You like the Judge's big cock up your ass. Tell me how good it feels for me to drive it up your ass?" He couldn't believe what this young once-ass virgin was doing to his cock.

The Judge lunged harder into her, her muscles forced into submission by the driving force of his cock. She gritted her teeth as she suffered in silence, feeling every bump, ridge and vein on his cock tearing up her insides. She began to concentrate on his cock, gripping on the thick head as it pulled out, stretching her anal ring until it felt like he was drawing it from her body, then feeling it as it shoved back in, the head compressed by her reluctant muscles as it stretched her elastic walls to take the monster in her bowels. It felt like it was coming out her mouth when he went deep inside her, her stomach cramping around the thick flesh that filled her round tube when he finally bottomed out in her guts, filled with a foot of man flesh that jerked and throbbed in shameful excitement. Then it would begin again, her insides sucked out by the powerful suction when he pulled out, only to shove back in with equal ferocity. Her body jerked frantically to bring him the pleasure he sought, milking his raping cock until the only way it would end was when he spewed his filthy seed deep into her intestines, the final humiliation for Melissa. Her body

began to revolt, an involuntary desire racing through her legs, Melissa trying to stop the indecent thoughts racing through her body, but each time she returned to feel the cock that filled her every thought as she surrendered to pleasing him. She had to please him as he was pleasing her with his cock. Her body hysterically thrust back to receive his cock, Melissa couldn't get it deep enough or hard enough.

He could almost feel a change in her, her rectum milking his cock as if she wanted him. Could I really have turned this young virgin into a shameless ass whore? He began to slow down, drawing out slowly, then shoving back in, delighting in the way her insides clenched and unclenched on his cock as he shoved back in. He began to tease her with his cock. No longer fucking her hard, but with a maddening slowness. "Tell me what you want, Melissa."

It took a lot to get the words out, shamed by her own bodies reaction. "Harder, I want it harder."

"Where's my cock, my little slut?"

"Up my ass," she squealed in shame.

"What do you want me to do in your ass, Melissa?"

"Cum in me again, please give me your hot cum in my guts." She hid her head in shame as they words spilled from her lips.

"I only want to please my innocent Melissa." Judge Holmes grinned in conquest. He had turned the young virgin into a whimpering ass whore that would do anything to pleasure him. "As you wish." He begin to drive his cock into her rectum, feeling his cock growing in size as he readied to ejaculate in her hot, tight ass. He felt her responding, her muscles gripping him, her ass riding up and down to meet his every thrust. His cock tore into her, but she only met his every thrust with equal passion. He reached under her, two fingers shoved up her cunt, forcing her to rise up higher, his other hand finding her clit and pinching it until she jerked uncontrollably beneath him. He was going to humiliate her by making her cum when he jetted up her ass.

It felt like there was one big cock between her legs, her pussy now stretched by two fat fingers as the cock in her ass began to expand, knowing he was ready to cum. Her clit was pinched by two powerful fingers, but Melissa felt the excitement race through her body as she was filled in two holes at one time. She felt the excitement of unbridled lust, raped and bound. "Oh, no," she cried out, but it was too late to stop it. His cock was pounding into her rectum, the passion rising in her body as she felt his passion unleashed in her. He was first, driving the orgasm through her body.

He stiffened, his cock deep into her bowels. "Feel me cumming in the tight, hot ass, Melissa. Cum with me." His sperm raced from his aching balls, unleashing a powerful jet that filled her round tube with his hot sperm.

Her body writhed beneath him as she felt his cock deep in her stomach, feeling the way it jerked and then it pumped out a jet of hot sperm into her like a fire hose, bathing her round passage with the thick creme. Her own orgasm exploded, fingers driving it from her inexperienced body, her clit manipulated by his expert fingers until Melissa couldn't hold back the feelings that raced through her body. She never felt anything like it, her body exploding just as Judge Holmes' cock filled the hidden depths of her intestines with his molten sperm. Her body shook in uncontrollable pleasure, the shame and humiliation mingling with the final subjugation of her body to the cock that spewed his sperm into her rectum. He began fucking her rectum again, his cock easily moving on the river of sperm

that jetted out the second time, shoved deep inside her until a third load filled her stomach with his hot sperm.

He never felt anything like it before, the young virgin cumming with him, forced to cum while being ass raped. He had never got any other girl to do such a thing, Judge Holmes proud of his cockmanship. He came in her repeatedly, his pent-up lust filling her with his sperm. By the time he was finished, he could barely breathe, slumped over her body, his cock shrinking in her rectum. He let her squeeze him out, this time not able to get hard enough before his cock slipped out, his thick hot sperm dripping out her abused anus, the tiny hole still open, bright red and swollen.

She didn't move as her body spontaneously pushed his cock out. She felt the shame and humiliation as the wetness spilled out behind it, running down her thighs. She couldn't look at him, forever reminded of the terrible, depraved things he did to her and how she had responded. She heard him getting dressed behind her, lying there, still naked and spread, his sperm oozing from her ruptured anus. Her body shook in revulsion when she felt his hand on her naked ass cheek.

"A real slut you turned out to be, Melissa. Your virgin ass raped and you came like a twenty-dollar whore. We will do this again."

She heard the door closed, sobbing pitifully in shame. He was right.





Chapter 8


Sparks Delight




The girls that were furnished to the men in the dungeon took most of the abuse, but many became accustom to the pain, almost welcoming it before they would feel the pleasure. Most of the girls were picked up by the local police for minor offenses, their good looks and tight bodies, got them confined to Heil Hospital for an indefinite sentence, subjected to harsh treatment by Doctor James's friends and benefactors.

Jessica was one of the unfortunate. She had run away from home, travelling long miles to put distance between her and her alcoholic mother and her boyfriends. Jessica wasn't a virgin, finally giving up her innocence last year to a boy she met on the road, only to find that he was just like the others, taking what he wanted and then disappearing. She was twenty, spending ten years slipping away from men that wanted her body, only to fall into the worst place for a girl like her. She could have never fathomed that men would do such things to a defenseless girl, but Hell Hospital was straight from hell for young, vulnerable women.

Eric looked at the girl as she was brought in, her arms cuffed behind her back. She was young, brown hair that was too long, hanging half the way down her back, unkempt.

Even though she didn't smile, she had a pretty face, blue eyes that had lost some of their sparkle, a cute, pert little nose, freckles on her cheeks that were barely visible and a small mouth with puffy lips, the thought of what she would do with her mouth making Eric's cock grow in excitement. His eyes scanned her body, a nice pair of tits hidden by the blouse that was buttoned all the way to the collar. She had full hips, imaging a nice ass as she walked in, long legs uncovered by the short skirts that Doctor James made the girls wear.

He was wearing a white coat, but Jessica knew he wasn't a doctor. She had only been here for two days, but the other girls talked, Jessica bracing for this time. The girls had spoke of being sexually abused without the messy details, only winking and saying

that she would have to experience it. She had run away all her life from men that wanted to do this to her and now she was trapped here, unable to stop them from doing all the degrading things she knew they would. He was older, older than her mother's boyfriends.

He had to be at least fifty. How will I stand this man touching me? She looked around the room, scared by most of the shiny metal tables, wooden benches and an assortment of wooden structures that only had one purpose in mind. The leather cuffs on them gave away their purpose. Jessica knew she would be bound, sure that she would be stripped naked, not sure what indignities they would inflict on her body. Her stomach turned at the thought of this man taking her sexually.

"My name is Eric, Jessica, but you will call me Master. You have been brought to me for discipline. If you try to escape, you will be punished severely. I have no qualms about using a whip on you, especially on the more intimate parts of your body. You don't want to know what the knotted end of whip would do to the inner lips of your pussy. Or to your clitoris. You would beg for the relief that only unconsciousness could bring, but I won't let you escape that easily." He looked at her, her eyes showing recognition of the fear he was instilling in her. "Do we understand each other?"

She nodded her head, her throat dry as the words finally came out. "Yes." She remembered, quickly adding, "Master." She may hate what he was going to do to her, but she knew that she had to survive, only in the hope that she could somehow escape this depraved prison they put her in.

Eric stood in front of her, his eyes lusting at the young girl's body.

Jessica felt the handcuffs taken off her wrists, but she saw the way Eric was looking at her. It was only so he could strip her naked and do terrible things to her body. The two guards that brought her in stood behind her. She heard of groups of men taking a girl and raping her until she fainted or even more than one taking her at once. Are they going to gang rape me? She rubbed her wrists from the steel bands, finally putting her arms at her sides, knowing she could do nothing to stop him from undressing her in front of them. She had never been naked in front of a man before, never in front of three older, strange men.

Eric began to unbutton her blouse, staring into her eyes, almost defying her to stop him from undressing her. "You have a lovely body, Jessica. It was built for punishment,"

pulling the buttons open until her blouse revealed the skimpy bra the hospital provided.

He pulled the blouse off her shoulders, seeing the goose bumps appearing on the generous cleavage revealed. He fought the urge to grab her tits, but he teased himself, there would be time for that once he had her naked and bound. He reached around behind her back, feeling her lovely tits pushed into his chest, undoing the bra with little trouble, pulling the shoulder straps down her arms. Jessica's hands began to move, but his eyes warned her of her disobedience. They slumped back down obediently. He pulled the bra from her and threw it to the floor, his eyes gazing down at the full swell of her breasts, capped by brown nipples that grew erect in the cool room, surrounded by small, dark areolas that drew your eyes to her nipples. "You're well endowed, Jessica. I can see your nipples growing erect already. I have such lovely instruments for your nipples."

Her upper body flushed a vivid pink, the two guards standing behind her moving to the side until they could ogle her naked breasts. She hated men like them. She felt his hands on her waist, making quick work of her skirt, falling onto her feet.

She was a lovely girl, standing there in only her panties, the front clinging to her mound, a hint of her slit beneath them. "I'm going to slip off your panties, Jessica. Then you will be naked for me." He taunted her as his fingers slid into the waistband, feeling her jump when his fingers touched her bare skin for the first time. She would soon be used to his touch on her naked body. He had to bend over to take her panties off, glad to see that she still had a full bush, inhaling the fresh scent of the young girl. He pulled them all the way to her feet, standing back up. "Kick them away." He looked down as she obeyed without question.

She was naked, feeling the men move behind her burning a hole in her backside as they gawked at her naked ass cheeks. She was never as humiliated as she was now; her only relief was that her thighs were still clenched tightly together. Her body was covered in a pink sheen of shame. Her fear increased exponentially now that she was naked and vulnerable.

Eric pulled her over to a small bench. There was no doubt as to its purpose, a leather strap in each corner dangled to the floor. He guided her to the floor, pushing down on her naked shoulders until she bent down.

She couldn't do anything as Eric arranged her on the bench. She was pushed down onto her back, the rough wood digging into her skin. Her shoulders hung over one end of the bench and her hips barely touched the other side. She didn't even notice the broad leather belt that Eric pulled around her stomach until it was too late, pulling the tongue through the buckle and cinching it tightly against her stomach until she could barely draw a deep breath. Hands behind her grabbed her wrists, pulling them back over her head, her back arching, thrusting her breasts out obscenely as she felt them make quick work of securing her wrists to the bench. Her fear turned to panic. They weren't finished, Eric smiled evilly as he grabbed her ankles, pulling her legs down and attaching them to the straps on the bench. First one leg, then the other, Jessica unable to stop him as he spread her legs, the final strap pinning her helplessly to the bench. She tugged on the straps, feeling them rubbing harshly against her delicate skin, holding her pinned to the bench. Her knees were bent in an indecent and suggestive manner. She looked up to see the men staring at her crotch, her pussy lips pulled back suggestively, exposed to their raping eyes. She tried to close her legs, but they had done this a hundred times to girls like here, Jessica helpless to protect herself.

Eric turned to the two guards. "You may go now, she isn't going anywhere."

"Yes, sir," one guard said. He looked down at Jessica. "Nice cunt. I can't wait to get a piece of it."

"I want that ass." The other guard followed him out, the door slamming shut, leaving them alone in the room.

"Now we are alone." Eric pulled the straps tighter until her wrists and ankles turned white.

It felt like the straps were splitting her open, digging so painfully into her skin and belly.

She could only imagine why he needed her bound so tightly. She tried to move, but only her ass would slide and it dug into the rough wood.

"Now I can begin, Jessica." Eric opened up the cabinet, putting various items on the rolling cart and pushing it over to where he had Jessica bound. The small generator took up most of the cart, the other items hidden from her view.

"What are you going to do with that?" It looked like some kind of generator, wires running off the screws on the side, a big red and green light on the console, a meter with the hand sitting at one end. She watched as he plugged it in, a gentle hum, the red light blazing brightly, the meter sitting on the zero.

Eric could see her naked body already beginning to perspire. That would make the electricity more conductive. "I'm going to see how your body reacts to stimulus. In this case, electricity." Eric picked up the first clamp; the gleaming metal ring had a small screw on it to tighten the two unyielding metal bars together, crushing anything that was placed between them. Attached to the ring was a long wire that ran into the machine.

Jessica could only watch as he took the clamp and placed it around one of her nipples, the cold metal making her nub stiffen from the touch. Her chin was pressed into her chest as she stared down at her breasts as Eric's large fingers worked the tiny screw with such experience. She groaned as his turned the screw, feeling the gradual pressure as the metal bars began to close around her nipple, pinching it between the unyielding metal. "EEEEEEHHH," her head shooting back as she cried out in pain when her nipple was crushed, the head swelling as the blood was trapped in the tip, feeling like it would explode.

With the terrible pain burning in one of her nipples, Eric went to work on the other.

When the cold metal touched her, it made her turgid nipple stand out innocently, Eric making short work of making her scream in agony again as the inanimate clamp bit painfully into the nerve-rich ending of her nipple. She never felt such pain in her nipples before, not stopping screaming until her voice was hoarse.

"Does that hurt, Jessica?"

"Take them off, please, I can't stand it," she begged.

"Wait until I get the generator humming. You'll really feel the bite of the clamps. You'll think they were tightening by themselves, but it will be your nipples growing from the pain."

Tears ran down her cheek as he pulled the wires to the sides of her body that ran to the generator, the clamps pulling to the side, distending her nipples, stretching the trapped flesh. She watched as Eric unzipped his fly, pulling out a monster cock. The hard flesh had to be at least eight inches long. She couldn't turn her head away as Eric looked at her, his hand on the generator.

"Scream all you want, the room is soundproof and it only excites me more." He stroked his cock as he flipped the switch, the red light going out, the green light glowing brightly.

She heard the humming grow louder, the lights changing, the meter slowly going up.

He was going to electrocute her, her body stiffened as she waited for the inevitable. She expected to be shocked, yet all she felt was a tingling in her breasts, a pulsing that almost felt like a mouth sucking on her nipple. She couldn't stop her body from reacting to the pleasurable touch, her nipples swelling, her body confused by the pleasurable electricity, and the pinching pain increased as her nipples swelled beneath the rigid clamp. She felt her nipples growing warmer. Jessica couldn't help but let out a sigh, not so much of pleasure, but relief.

"Enjoying it, Jessica? All you little sluts enjoy it at first." Eric turned the dial, the meter rising up higher, the hum growing louder.

The sensation in her nipples grew, a bristly feeling that tingled deep into the meat of her breasts. It was more than tickling now, a strange feeling running through her sensitive

flesh that sent a shiver of excitement between her legs. Her body began to sweat; her nipples were being stimulated almost as if they were being sexually stimulated. She felt dampness between her legs that shamed her, but she couldn't stop it from happening.

Eric turned the dial up, not surprised when Jessica screamed in pain. "Hurt?"

She felt her breasts shaking, shooting pain lacing through the sweaty flesh, her nipples feeling like hundreds of pins were piercing them, pushing deep into the nerve-rich endings. She screamed as second time, feeling like the clamps were biting her nipples, sharp teeth gripping the flesh painfully. Her fingers clenched into fists, her upper body shaking as the electricity ran through her continuously. Her nipples were swollen, sensitive as the clamps bounced up and down. "Stop, please, you're frying me." She cried out in pain as the electricity raced through her upper body. Suddenly it was gone, almost feeling like her body was floating. She looked at the generator, the red light on again. "Thank you," she gushed enthusiastically, the euphoria of no pain making her feel lightheaded.

"Don't thank me yet, Jessica." Eric grabbed two more clamps from the cart. He bent down, between her legs. He looked at her pussy, seeing the light glisten off the juice that hung to her pubic hairs. "So you got wet. That should make it easier."

She looked down, shamed that he was staring up between her legs, but the sudden realization hit her when she saw the clamps in his hands and then the touch of his fingers on one her lips. She tried to jerk away, but the straps held her pinned submissively, his fingers curling around her lips to grip the sweaty flesh firmly. He wouldn't do such a hideous thing, would he? She felt the fingers playing with her lip, then the touch of the cold metal. He moved the clamp down, about half way down, then Jessica screamed as the clamp bit into her sensitive lip, Eric's nimble fingers turning the screw and forcing the bars together into their painful embrace. She moaned loudly as his fingers played with her other lip, the cold metal sending shivers through her body. "EEEEHHH," she screamed as the second unyielding clamp bit into her pussy lip and trapped it painfully. The shooting pain was finally replaced by a terrible ache in her lips, but he wasn't finished. He disappeared from her sight as he bent lower, but she still felt the humiliation as his fingers spread her cheeks apart, Jessica feeling the strange stretching of her anus by his powerful fingers. She felt a prick on her anus, like a needle, her pucker reacted to the unnatural touch, Jessica unable to control the contractions of her anal muscles. She felt something sliding in her ass. It wasn't big, just a sharpness that bit into her soft anal walls when he pushed the wrong way. She saw one of the wires connected to the generator move as she felt something threaded up her ass. It must be a wire, feeling it moving like a tiny bug in her anal tract, threaded slowly and deliberately into her bowels. He was going to shoot electricity up her ass. It was depraved.

Eric could see that she figured out what he had done. "One more and we can begin again." Eric took another clamp, this one spring loaded. She would surely have complained loudly if she had seen the tiny teeth on the inside of the clamp, built to grip and hold whatever it was clamped to without releasing it no matter how much movement.

He kneeled between her legs, not surprised to see her clit, swollen and exposed, the electricity stimulating her sexually no matter how much she tried to protest. His fingers teased at her clit, seeing her hips begin to move, her pussy greasy with her juices. She knew what he was going to do, yet her body still betrayed her. He finally couldn't wait any longer, gripping her clit at the base, squeezing it until all the blood pushed to the head,

making it swollen and red. She shuddered when he ran the cold metal clamp back and forth over the blood-engorged tip, the clamp yawning open, Eric placing it on both sides of her clit. He let it snap shut as her head shot up and her shrieking scream hurt his ears.

"AAAGGHHHHHHH!" It was inhuman, her clit snapped shut as if it were hit with a hammer, feeling like knifes were stabbing into it. The blood pounded in the trapped head, increasing the agony already rocking her body. "Take it off!" She cried out, sobbing in pain.

Eric went back to the generator, turning it on, the red light off, the green light on. The hum increased as he turned it up, sending the first of the voltage through her body.

The tingling began, soft and gentle, this time racing not only through her nipples, but also through her pussy lips, making them quiver. Even her clit was not immune, the sharp, biting pain replaced with a dull ache and an itching that Jessica wished she could rub with her fingers. She felt warmth in her ass, not entirely unpleasant.

"Now for some more stimulation, Jessica." Eric turned the dial up, the humming louder.

The juices from her pussy began to ooze from her clamped pussy. The tingling in her lips grew, feeling her lips grow bigger as the blood rushed to the surface. Her clit was swollen to twice its size, feeling like a hot mouth was sucking it, the trapped organ stimulated erotically. Inside her pussy, her muscles were clenching uncontrollably on some unseen lover, a hotness deep inside her. The wire in her ass was making it throb, her anus clenching and unclenching as if seeking an unknown lover. Jessica could only tighten her pussy muscles, wishing that it were a cock inside her that was making her this way. Her tightening muscles made the clamps hurt more, but that only added to the feelings that were racing through her body. How could I react like this? I should be disgusted by what he was doing to me, yet I'm growing wetter and wishing for a lover between my legs to quench my insatiable lust.

The generator hummed loudly as Eric turned up the dial, his hand stroking his cock as he grew excited over sexually torturing the young girl.

"EEEEEEEEKKKKKGGG," her scream was inhuman. One minute she was feeling pleasure, the next it felt like someone drove a fist up her pussy. The electricity raced through her body, the spasms in her muscles feeling like they were turning them to jelly, shaking and jerking uncontrollably on the bench. She couldn't even beg for relief, her throat parched. The teeth biting into her nipples returned, but the electricity was also stimulating the rest of her body. The wire in her ass became alive, Jessica unable to control the farting, the wire deep in her bowels, singing her muscles, her stomach cramping from the painful contractions.

The worst was her clit. It felt like it was being pinched continuously, the electricity milking it with its terrible bite, the organ shaking uncontrollably as the clamp shook back and forth, the sharp teeth gnawing at her pleasure button. It felt like it was burning up.

The clamps dug on her pussy lips, pulling them back and stretching them open, blue sparks leaping from the clamps to touch the wetness on her inner lips with painful regularity. She cried out when she saw Eric turn the dial again, the meter racing up to the other side, her vision blurred as she bounced uncontrollably on the bench as the electricity took over her body.

Her pussy muscles were fucking on an unseen lover, the electricity making them contract mechanically. Her anus felt like it was being singed by the wire, sending her anal

muscles into painful spasms, almost forcing the wire from her anus. Her breasts bounced on her chest, her nipples stretched wide to the sides by the clamps, the electricity shooting through her breasts until she thought it would make her heart skip a beat. Through it all, Jessica began to feel something different. It started small. The wire in her ass felt like it was vibrating, bouncing along her anal tract, her ring sent into spasms as the electricity ran along her sweat-drenched hole. Then it was her pussy, almost wishing that he had shoved a wire inside her like the one in her ass, missing the feel of the electricity racing deep inside her. Her juices were soaking her, the electricity arcing off the clamps to attack all of her soft, sensitive inner lips. She couldn't believe that through all the pain, she was feeling something like an orgasm building in her body. Jessica looked up as Eric pulled his pants and short off, standing over her, his big cock jutting out in front of him, his hand stroking it to greater proportions. Is he going to fuck me while the electricity fried my ass and pussy?

Eric turned off the machine, Jessica's body slumping on the bench, as it was suddenly void of all the electricity. He grabbed her hair, yanking her head up as he kneeled over her. "Suck this."

She had had a boy between her legs, but never in her mouth, disgusted by the thought of taking such a filthy organ in her mouth and sucking it until he pumped his filthy seed into her reluctant mouth. The electricity shutting off had left her empty, spasms still in her pussy, wishing something were inside her. She was forced to open her mouth, finding it filled with rock-hard flesh as it slipped through her lips, gagging as it sank into her throat.

She fought for air, sucking in precious air through her flaring nostrils, choking as his cock slid past her tonsils. Her jaws ached, her lips stretched until they felt like they were tearing, Jessica smothering as the thick cock filled her round throat with his hard flesh. He had fucked her in the mouth, struggling to keep from vomiting. Hands held her head submissively, the first taste of his foul precum coating her tongue in disgust.

Eric enjoyed this too much, jamming his cock down her throat as he sat on her face, his balls dangling harshly on her chin. Her choking and gagging only made him harder, drilling his cock deeper into her reluctant throat. He felt his sperm boiling in his balls, unable to stop the orgasm that raced through his body. He clamped his sphincter tight as the first load of sperm pumped up from his balls, hearing her muffled gagging as he pulled his cock from her throat so she could taste his sperm.

She thought she was going to strangle on the thick creme that filled her mouth, her cheeks ballooning as they filled with his juices. He began to pump his cock in her mouth, her tongue pushed to the bottom by his cock, covered with layer of thick sperm, filling her with what seemed like gallons of sperm. She fought to keep from wrenching, finally forced to swallow thick wads of sperm, feeling the hot creme filling her stomach with a degrading warmness. Through it all, her pussy continued to contract with nothing to fill it, her anus continued to fart shamelessly as she swallowed her first mouthful of a man's sperm. He continued to pump his cock into her mouth until he was drained, finally pulling off, sperm dripping down her chin, her lips covered in a sheen of drying sperm, Jessica gagging from the foul taste that filled her mouth.

He patted her head like a good puppy. "You were good, Jessica. Give me a minute and we can start on something new. I know you want something inside you, which is good, because I have just the thing." He laughed evilly.

She would have welcomed anything between her legs, but from his laugh, she knew it would not be what she was expecting. She only hoped she would survive it without any permanent injury.





Chapter 9


Dildo Surprise




He was gentle, almost too gentle, when he helped her off the bench, Jessica's muscles feeling like mush, the electricity turning them that way. She feared what he was going to do to her next, the electricity frying her outside, but he had threatened her insides, fearing whatever he would do, would be internally.

Eric led her over to the pillory. An ancient device, it still was useful, though it was updated. Instead of wood, it was made of gleaming stainless steel, more secure, and it, also, conducted electricity. Hinges and slides that opened and closed easily and securely replaced crude hinges, some even automated with small electric motors that would spread without consequences, the unfortunate captive forced to spread their limbs, tearing them if necessary, legs spread for maximum penetration of all orifices.

Jessica shrunk back in fear when she saw it. There was one large hole in the center and two smaller ones below it pushed far to the sides. The top piece was opened, a hinge holding one end together, the other having a heavy clasp that would secure it together when closed. The holes were ringed with leather, stained from the previous captives that occupied it. On the floor was a long metal piece, two holes almost together in the center, but they were attached to a track that slid along a greased rail, the metal piece over five feet wide. The upper and lower sections were connected by a series of horizontal braces that had mechanical motors spaced at intervals. There was a small electrical board nearby, a series of small joysticks on it, the lights already glowing brightly. She knew that it would control the pillory once the captive was secured, Jessica being the captive.

Naked, she would be put into revealing positions, her legs spread, her body bent, thrusting out any available orifice that Eric cared to torture internally. In spite of the consequences of being bound in it, she couldn't stop the wetness that was between her legs. The electricity had shown her that it, also, could provide a pleasurable effect, in spite of the blinding agony it could instill. She welcomed the first and feared the second.

"Bend your head and put it on the center hole. The ones on the side are for your arms. Hurry up, Jessica," Eric eager to secure his prey, his rigid cock jutting out in anticipation. It would be more than her mouth that took his cock this time. She had many other holes to enjoy; one he was sure was still virginal.

Jessica moved to the device, bending over, her bare breasts hanging down as she put her neck on the half ring of the opening. She felt urgent hands grab her wrists and push them wide until they were in the cups at the two sides. Her eyes were facing the ground, seeing the shadow of the top of the pillory lowering down, feeling the click as the latch grabbed tightly. Jessica felt the tightening around her neck, panicking, trying to pull her arms from the pillory, her breathing ragged as she found herself trapped tightly in the evil device. "Let me out," she yelled out with a panicked voice.

"I'm just getting started." Eric's hands caressed along her naked flanks, feeling her body jerk away from his touch. He went to work on her legs next, then the machine would take over, putting her body in any position that Eric desired with just a flick of the joystick.

She felt a hand on her ankle, lifting her leg, making her bend her knee, and then she felt her foot placed through the ring that was on the floor. A loud snap and her ankle was embraced in the leather ring. He repeated the same procedure with the other ankle, Jessica trying to pull her legs out, stopped when her anklebone tried to slip through the leather ring. Her only relief was that her legs were relatively close together, but she knew that would be short lived. Her naked body began to sweat.

She couldn't see as Eric moved to the control panel, her head pinned, forced to look down only. She felt a gentle vibration in the metal frame, her body rigid with fear. Her head was slowly forced downward, the top of the frame pressing down, the vibration louder as motors began to move. She felt her body being bent at the waist, her head going lower and lower, moving just enough forward to allow her to be bent until it finally stopped, her head almost at waist height, a height she feared for it would be convenient if Eric decided to mouth fuck her again, forced to swallow his cock. Her neck ached, feeling like it would break if the pillory moved anymore.

She was almost bent in two, her buttocks drawn tight, but he wanted her open more.

He pushed the joystick back, the rail holding her legs began to move on the opposite track, pushing back.

She felt like she was falling, her trapped legs unable to move, but the whole structure holding her pinned, moving. It was scary, feeling the pressure grow on the back of her neck as her lower body began to be thrust out behind her. It kept moving, Jessica afraid on how her body would be supported, her breasts dangling beneath her. When it finally stopped, her ass was back at least three feet behind her. Her only relief was the pressure was off her neck, her body bent at the waist, her legs far behind her. She didn't have to know what was next, feeling the track at her feet begin to hum. It rose up an inch until her feet were no longer touching anything, the leather gripping her ankles tight.

Eric's eyes were glued to her ass when he pushed the joystick, her pinned ankles slowly moving along the greased track with ease, Eric purposely moving it slow to build the suspense. The pillory was capable of spreading as far as five feet, more than her muscles or crotch could take without tearing and it cared little of her pain. Her legs began to part, slowly revealing her pussy from behind, her clenched buttocks wouldn't allow her to hide her anus from him as soon as she was spread a bit wider. The brown tendrils of her pubic hairs poked out from behind, her pussy lips beginning to open up, drops of her arousal glistening on the hairs. Her legs were about two feet apart, the pillory moving effortlessly as it continued to spread her.

The inanimate machine continued the debasing spread of her legs, her thighs forced to surrender to the mechanical power, her feet sliding effortlessly without touching the ground. She felt the first tug in her crotch, her legs spreading open too wide, but the machine refused to stop. She couldn't see behind her, not even sure if Eric was there.

What if he left and the machine continued until it tore me up the middle? "Please, stop, it hurts." She begged, still no response, her legs continuing to spread, the horror of being torn up the middle becoming more of a realization. "Eric?" She questioned, the silence deafening. She felt the relief when a hand smothered over her ass cheeks, Jessica relaxing her cheeks, almost welcoming the touch. At least he didn't desert her to the machine. The hands smothered over her cheeks, a fingers straying up her crack, Jessica fighting to keep her buttocks from contracting, not wanting to offend Eric while her legs were still being spread. Her crotch ached more, the hand leaving her ass but not before

she felt her anus muscles ripple as the finger passed over the raised opening. The front of the pillory began to move again, pushing her back towards her feet, her ass rising up higher, her head lowering down. "Too far, please, don't spread me any more." She felt her pussy opening up like a flower, the petals of her lips pulling apart, her cheeks pulled apart by the spread of her legs, feeling a gentle tugging on her anal ring, making it quiver in nervousness.

It was over four feet when he stopped it, her head below her waist, her neck bent as she was forced to look down. Her breasts dangled beneath her, hanging targets for a whip or heavy clamps. The plane of her back was arched up, her buttocks thrust up so provocatively. He moved behind her, the young girl such an intoxicating sight to behold, naked, spread, all of her open to his eyes. He stroked his cock as he looked between her legs, almost able to see in the dark, tight hole of her cunt, but his eyes were always drawn back up to her virgin anus. The wide spread of her legs and the bend of her body left little to the imagination, the tiny hole forced to open, the muscles quivering uncontrollably as it opened up. Before he was finished with her, her intestines would grip his cock in their erotic embrace.

"You are quite a sight to behold, Jessica. I can see inside your cunt. Naughty girl, you are wet in spite of what I am going to do to you. And your ass hole, such a delicate little flower, I'm sure no man has ever been in there before."

She felt his fingers on her ass and the more he talked about it, the more she feared what he would do to it or put up it. She couldn't move a muscle, the pillory leaving her unprotected.

Eric moved around in front of her so she could see him. He held it up in front of her face, Jessica recognizing a dildo, but this one was different. "This is for your pussy." It was black, shaped like a man's cock, except almost all of it was the head, no thinner shaft behind it. It grew in girth as it moved down, never shrinking. It was built to stretch her with no relief. "It will be easier if you try to accommodate it, but no matter what, it will all go inside you one way or another." He laughed as he walked around behind her, picking up a small stool so he could get comfortable behind her as he went to work on torturing her most private parts. He pumped his cock as he sat down, his face only inches from her pussy, her lips spread wide. His fingers explored all of her flesh, hearing her moan as he caressed the slick, inner lips, her juices flowing freely. Her clit began to pop out the closer his finger came to touching it, a gasp from her lips when his fingernail scraped harshly over it, the pointed nail scratching back and forth until it turned blood red.

Jessica never noticed that a small tube ran from the dildo that was attached to a large bulb, the bulb expanded by the large reservoir of water inside. The bottom of the dildo was designed to seal her pussy, so any water pumped inside would stay there. Before it released the water from the head of the dildo, it would bulge; thick veins running up the side would expand to carry the water, forcing the soft walls of her pussy to stretch and quiver. As water pumped inside her, the pressure would build, unable to go anyplace unless Eric released it. Eric hefted the dildo to her pussy, sliding the head back and forth, gathering up her juices. Would she be this wet when I stuff her cunt until it bursts with the fake cock? "Relax and accept your lover, Jessica." He lined up the dildo at the opening of her pussy. She wasn't a virgin, but this hole wasn't used much. It was going to take a lot of stretching to take all of it inside her. He began to push, seeing the tight knot of her muscles begin to expand as it welcoming a lover's cock inside her.

She felt it, accepting the pressure of the dildo inside her, feeling her pussy expanding to take it inside, her pussy pushed back as the flared head began to spread her wider.

Jessica tried to concentrate on the feeling of something hard and big filling her, Eric still pushing it in slowly, twisting and turning it, Jessica able to feel the ridges and veins on it opening up the elastic walls of her pussy to accommodate its girth. Eric was relentless, Jessica's muscles tightening when her insides began to stretch too far, the pleasure quickly turning to pain as it continued to push inside her. She was at least glad that she was wet, but no amount of lubricant could make the painful stretching go away. Luckily, she couldn't see that no more then two inches was inside her, another four inches to go before he stopped. "OOOHH, toooo big," she cried out, but Eric didn't hear her or didn't care, the dildo continuing inside her. The pain turned to agony, her insides feeling like they were tearing, feeling like she was being subjected to a brutal rape. The dildo twisted inside her, flashes of pain deep inside her. The mouth of her pussy felt like it was bleeding, torn open to accommodate the girth, feeling every bump and vein passing through with painful regularity. Her pussy began to clench up in fear, the pain increasing, her insides drying up as Eric began to fuck her with it. It was just as painful coming out, more so when he it shoved back in, opening up and tearing her muscles anew. It kept going deeper and deeper. "EEEEGGGGHHH," it felt like it was splitting her up the middle, this time deep inside her.

Eric had almost the full six inches inside her, her belly stretched so tight around it, spasms from the slightest movement. It was as big as a babies arm, the black cock vivid against her pale white skin and her pink pussy. "How does that feel, Jessica? Ever have a man that big inside you?" He tapped on the end of the dildo, making it vibrate inside her, tiny gasps escaping from her hoarse voice each time. "I have a special treat for you now. You didn't think this was a normal dildo, did you?"

"No, haven't you done enough to me already," she begged, fearing what it would do to her insides, knowing he was going to sexually abuse her internally.

"Just a little water to wash down your insides. You didn't notice the bulb attached to the dildo. It's filled with water and will shoot from the head just as a man would do to you."

He waited for a moment, letting her think about what he was about to do, the fear making her muscles grip tighter. He squeezed the bulb the first time, the water silently flowing into her cunt.

Her body was instantly covered with goose bumps when the icy water pumped inside her, splashing on the heated walls of her pussy. Jessica screamed in agony as the hot walls of her pussy were chilled by the frigid water, forcing them to contract, but the hard dildo refused to yield, the walls stretching more. "EEEEWWWWW," her inhuman scream ringing out in the room. She never felt anything as painful as this. It wasn't just the mouth of her pussy that was stretched too far, all of her vagina screamed in agonizing pain.

Her body bounced in the pillory, but it held her tight and secure, her pussy the only part that was attacked. "You need discipline, Jessica. Your pussy needs to be trained."

By now, her pussy should have heated the water already inside her, Eric squeezing the bulb, this time longer as another shot of cold water pumped into her cunt.

She could feel the dildo swelling, the veins throbbing, Jessica bracing for the pain that she knew was coming, but could do little to prepare her. "EEEGGGHH," the painful agony returning, the water feeling even colder, icing down the walls of her pussy, the elastic passage trying to contract, Eric shoving the dildo in deeper and stretching her conflicting

muscles. She felt her belly beginning to bulge, too much water trapped inside her with the large dildo, pain and pressure making her belly ache and pulsate. "Take it out, please,"

tears running from her eyes, her belly aching deep inside. She had wished for a cock inside her before, but this was not what she was looking for.

Another shot of frigid water filled her cunt, another scream, emptying the bulb, just the right amount of water sealed inside her. The pressure must be intense, her belly forced to accommodate the dildo and the water. He waited until her pussy heated the water. "Do you want me to take it out, Jessica?"

The intense pain was gone, but the pressure was uncomfortable, pressing against her internal organs. "Yes, yes."

"Would you rather have my cock, Jessica?"

Anything was better than the thick dildo. She had sucked his cock and took if down her throat, it was nothing like the monster that was inside her now. "Yes, fuck me with your cock. Anything, just take it out."

"Anything, Jessica? Of course, I'll take it out." Eric gave her no warning, yanking hard on the dildo, the seal at the base pulled lose, water gushing out to spill on the floor behind her, Eric yanking out the dildo harshly.

"GGGGODDDD," she cried out, her insides yanked out with the dildo when he pulled it out. It hurt as much coming out as going in, her pussy staying open even after it deserted her. It almost felt like it was still inside her, even when it was gone.

Eric was back with a new dildo. This one was white, but it looked different. Not only did it have a black wire that ran up to the control panel, but all along the shaft and the ridge around the head were tiny metal tabs that would conduct the electricity inside her.

With the water washing down her walls, she would be conductive with the slightest touch.

"I know you loved the electricity before, Jessica. This will make your insides dance." He went behind her, hearing her sobbing already.

She felt it, unable to stop it as it penetrated her, stretching her open. It wasn't as thick as the other dildo, but her pussy still had to do a lot of stretching to accommodate it, fear making her walls shrink. She could feel the metal tabs pass through her pussy lips and inside her, filling her once again, this time her insides would be fried by electricity. She didn't know whether she would survive this. It continued to bore into her, stretching her, filling her with the fake cock. She heard the hum and then the metal tabs came alive inside her. She could almost feel the sparks jumping across to bite into the wet, elastic walls of her pussy. It started slowly, feeling like a bug nibbling on her inner flesh, but then Eric must have turned the current up, the metal tabs sparking and burning her insides. It felt like needles stabbing inside her, prickling her sensitive skin as Eric began to fuck her with it. He pulled it out, Jessica able to hear the sparks jumping, the metal tabs pulling out when he dragged the dildo out, rubbing harshly along the soft walls, only to collapse back down as he pushed it back in, the current flowing freely as it entered her deeply.

Eric had to be careful not to touch the tabs, seeing the blue sparks jumping to her flesh as he pulled it out, touching one of the tabs close enough to her clit when he pulled it out as the sparks jumped over and bit into her pleasure button. She shrieked in pain, her body bouncing in the tight bondage, the dildo thrust back inside her, her muffled cries as it went to work deep inside her. She had stopped sobbing, realizing that the current wouldn't permanently harm her.

It bit deep inside her, but besides the initial pain and the heat generated on the tabs, it wasn't doing her any permanent damage. Eric kept fucking her with it, finding her clit with it as he drew it out, pushed sideways so the end dug deep into the side wall of her pussy, electrical charges jumping to her clit and sending the current deep inside her swollen button. She didn't know whether to welcome the dildo or hate it, Jessica finally getting something to fill her. Eric was fucking her harder and faster, her body bouncing as the current raced through her pussy. She was afraid she would cum if he kept it up, not wanting to shame herself by succumbing to his perverted games.

She felt a finger between her cheeks, but it couldn't draw her attention to the feeling inside her as the dildo continued to take her unmercifully. She surrendered to all the feelings, even the forefinger that probed the tight pucker of her anus. She tightened her muscles when the finger entered her, pushing into her rectum, her pussy gripping the dildo as the current intensified. She knew she was getting wetter, only making the electricity more conductive but the finger worming its way into her bowels only added a spicy sensation between her legs. She was being fucked in both holes while bound and spread.

Eric sensed her confusion, pulling the dildo out so he could touch the end of it to her clit, the current racing deep into her. He shoved the dildo back inside her, feeling it through the thin membrane that separated his stabbing finger in her rectum with the dildo in her pussy. He could feel the current jumping across the membrane to spark on his fingertip.

The finger was so deep inside her ass, Jessica able to feel the knuckles as they pushed against her guts. Is this what it would feel like if he sodomized me? Or to be fucked by two men at once? How could I be thinking about such a thing while he was torturing me? She wondered about herself. If he was torturing me sexually, how come I am close to cumming? Am I masochistic, finding pleasure in the pain? It was gone, suddenly pulled from her pussy, the current leaving her wanting. Then she felt it, the dildo moving back behind her, between her cheeks, sparks flying as it slid through her sweat-drenched crack. His fingers were gone from her anus, but then she felt it, the dildo snuggled up against her anus. "No, not there," she cried out, the dildo too big for her ass.

His fingers were big enough, the huge dildo too large.

Eric ignored her cries, pushing the dildo against her anus until her anal ring was forced open, slowly opening and embracing the electrified dildo and swallowing it up. He began to work it into her, fighting her muscles, blue sparks jumping all over her stretched ring.

Her muscles were fried by the current, stretched by the girth, the tabs doing their nasty job and jumping along her intestines, burning as it drove deeper into her bowels. The pain pierced deep into her guts, the thick dildo stretching her virgin hole, the current sending her muscles into spasms. He was fucking her, ass fucking her with an electrified dildo, Jessica bouncing around in the tight bondage, the pain deep in her stomach as she was stretched from the inside.

Eric stood behind her, holding the dildo in her ass with one hand, putting on a rubber with the other. His cock was rock hard, his balls aching with the need to cum and Jessica and the electricity was going to do all the work. He stood behind her, releasing the dildo, watching as her ass muscles slowly push out the invader. Just before it would drop to the floor, he grabbed in, shoving it in her cunt with one thrust that took her breath away. Once it was snuggled deep in her cunt, the current teasing at her flesh, he pushed his cock against her anus and began to sodomize the young virgin.

She should have been disgusted by him when she felt his cock on her anus, her pussy jammed hard with the electrified dildo, but she wasn't. It was a real, live cock, flesh and blood trying to enter her. Even if it was her anus that was being penetrated, at least it wasn't a dildo. His fingers were rough, tearing at her buttocks, pulling apart her cheeks as his cock began to probe up into her ass. In spite of already being beaten into submission by the dildo, it still was painful for the thick cock as it spread her anal ring until she was sure that he would tear it. The electrified dildo was still inside her, stretching her insides, making it almost impossible to fit the two cocks between her legs. Eric was working his hips from side to side, opening her up, forcing more of the head inside her until she felt a slurp and her anal ring slipped over the head and trapped it into her rectum. Eric didn't stop, shoving more of it inside her, Jessica gulping like it was going down her throat and filling her stomach, making her ass dance on the thick flesh. It hurt, but hurt good, the shooting pain from her insides being stretched too far, the cock slowly filling her round tube until it felt like it was coming out her mouth. It felt like one big cock was inside her, both of them twitching in excitement. She felt Eric's flesh on her ass cheeks. He was all the way inside her, his pubic hairs tickling her ass cheeks. She tried to push back, straining to accommodate the thick flesh that filled her. She never felt anything like it before. Her ass filled with his man flesh.

Eric didn't move, his cock nestled in her hot, tight hole, wrapped in a blanket of her intestines. He began to fuck her with the dildo, riding it in and out, feeling it passing over on the other side of the thin membrane that separated the two. He made sure that the current fried her clit, feeling her muscles clamp down on his cock each time he did, shoving back in, her ass pushing back, swallowing up his cock, enjoying the way the girl's guts danced on his cock. "I'm not going to move. You're going to have to make me cum with your muscles. Show me what a delight your ass hole can be, milk my cock, and I'll fill you with my hot cum." He had to fight to keep still, wanting the young girl do all the work.

He was fucking her with the dildo, but the one she wanted to fuck her was still, fully embedded in her rectum, not moving. He wanted her to do all the work, Jessica refusing.

She wouldn't degrade herself that way. The dildo was burning her insides, but when he touched it to her clit, her body shook in pleasure. It only took her a few minutes to change her mind. She needed something to push her over the edge so she could cum. She pushed back with her ass, her ring forced open and snapping shut on his cock, her buttocks clenching as she tightened her ass muscles on the flesh of his cock inside her ass. She began to milk the cock in her ass methodically, the electrified dildo fucking her pussy and sparking her clit, but it was her surrender, forced to milk a cock that was sodomizing her virgin anus, wanting to feel the spurt of his sperm pumping into her rectum.

It didn't take him long, her muscles feeling like hundreds of fingers racing up and down his cock, nibbling at the flesh. He could feel her pussy pulsating from the current, his cock rubbed by the dildo that fucked her hard and fast. "That's it, Jessica, milk me with that sweet ass hole. Make me cum in you."

He shamed her with his words, but she couldn't stop. She felt it building in her body.

The whole day was ready to explode before her. Ass fucked, fried with electricity, stretched with icy water, bound and spread, all of it culminating in the next few minutes.

She could hardly believe it, but she was going to cum with a cock up her ass. She concentrated all her energies on milking his cock with her ass muscles until she felt it. His

cock began to twitch inside her rectum, lying deep in her bowels, her ass lining stretched with his long and thick cock. She came the minute she felt the first jet of sperm racing through her bowels. She was blasted with the hot creme, burning inside her as her body danced in the throes of her climax. It hit her hard, her body exploding, her belly milking the twin cocks between her legs, not even the electricity could quench the pleasure she felt. Every inch of her body succumbed to the pleasure, but all of it was centered between her legs as the cock in her rectum creamed a second and a third load of thick hot sperm in her guts. The shame of what she was doing only made it better, the humiliation of feeling his cock bath her ass lining only enhanced it. He had turned her into a mindless whore, forced to cum under the most degrading situation and screaming in pleasure.

Eric stood behind her, his body stiffening as he began to cum inside her, fighting the urge to move, enjoying the way the girl milked all of the sperm from his balls. He took the dildo out of her pussy first, his cock pushed out of her anus, a river of hot thick sperm dripping down her thigh, but she didn't know. She had passed out. Ass fucked until she passed out. She didn't even notice when he put his soiled cock in her mouth, tightening her lips as he drew it out. Would she taste them both when she woke up?





Epilogue One


Zoey and Brenda--Mother and Daughter




Zoey didn't remember how she got there, her head still in a fog. She was naked, but she always seemed to be that way or getting there with some man standing next to her and undressing her until she was naked before him. Even with the fog in her brain, she still turned red in shame when they looked at her naked body, pawing and probing her as she was forced to stand before him. This time was no different, three of them, all of them naked, no shame with them as their cocks jutted out in front of them like weapons. These were older men, much older, men that Zoey was ashamed to be with, but they always forced her. She could never resist them, just like now. She was on her belly on the bed, one man holding her arms over her head, the other between her legs, spread wide to the edge of the bed, her crotch aching from being spread too far. All of them were running their hands over her naked body, most of them paying special attention to her ass, her cheeks pulled apart by strong fingers that dug into her flesh. Fingers pulled on her anal ring until she felt it opening, gasping as a wet tongue pushed between her cheeks, her shame making her buttocks clench shut, but the men were too strong for her, her cheeks pulled apart again as the tongue rimmed her anus. She struggled, no one ever doing that to her before, but hands kept her pinned to the bed, feeling the tongue rimming her anus, and then she felt it entering her, swishing back and forth inside her anus. It was disgusting to be treated like an animal. The rapes of her pussy and mouth were bad enough, but this was sick.

"On your hands and knees, you know the position, Zoey."

Hands grabbed her naked body, propping her up onto her hands and knees, arranging her legs, spreading them wider and wider until they were satisfied. Hands ran down her back, pushing down until her head was on the pillow, turning her so that they could see her face, enjoying the look of anguish when they first penetrated with their big cocks.

They were satisfied when she was in the classic position, waiting to be fucked from behind.

"I'm going to drive this straight through your body, Zoey. You'll remember me forever."

She remember all of them, the painful tearing as they thrust inside her, Zoey always fearful that they would tear her permanently, forced to accommodate them or suffer forever. He spit on her anus, Zoey panicking when she realized his intent. Hands grabbed her and put her back into position, her ass thrust up submissively. She felt the hot flesh of the thick head already pushing her anal ring in. The spit helped, the head finally slipping through with a painful thrust that drove the head of his cock into her rectum.

It hurt, hurt bad, Zoey never understanding why these men always enjoyed hurting a young girl. Hands tightened on her hips and she knew it was about to begin. She screamed, one of the other men holding her back so she couldn't escape the painful ass rape, the man's thick and long cock thrusting up through her anus and deep into her bowels until her stomach cramped on the thick cock that stretched her intestines. He begin to rape her ass, pulling out, dragging out her guts behind the powerful suction, then thrusting back in, making her take the full measure of his cock inside her body. She didn't know how long he would fuck her or how many of them would sodomize her. She could only suffer in silence as they sodomized her for their perverted pleasure.

They dragged Brenda into the room. "Where am I?" She could not get her bearings, confused as to where she was. There was a man next to her, one she didn't know, but he must know her, because his hands were intimately running over her body. She saw three other men in the room, looking away when she saw they were naked. There was a girl on the bed, naked, on her hands and knees. She looked away too quick to see who it was, but there was a man behind her. He had his cock inside her, and from the look of how high he was, it wasn't in her pussy, it was in her ass. She wasn't sure if she liked it or not, though she wasn't screaming, so she must want it. She couldn't understand how she could do such a thing. She must be a real pervert.

"Why are you undressing me?" She questioned, but her hands never moved to stop him, finding herself naked in less than a minute. She felt hands on her ass cheeks, leading her over to the bed. Fingers strayed between her cheeks, a sharp fingernail scratching at her anus. Why was he touching me there?

"Down you go. I want you doggy style."

She didn't know what he meant, but he was persuasive, pushing her down, stretching her out and then pulling her up by the middle until she was on her knees. Hands pushed between her legs, welcoming the touch as they came close to her pussy. She liked when they touched her there. They always made her cum. Her ass was raised up high, her head pushed down on the mattress, finally able to see the girl next to her, though not her face. Brenda could hear the man slapping hard against her body every time he thrust in.

Brenda could hear the girls gasp each time he buggered her, sounding painful. She looked like a young girl, a lovely pair of breasts hanging down, one of the men pinching the nipples now. One of the other men came over in front of her. He was naked and his cock was sticking up erect. Will I have to suck him while the other fucked me? She was disappointed when he didn't use her mouth; instead, he grabbed her body and held her tight, Brenda not understanding.

He kneeled behind her, fisting his foot-long cock. Doctor James said the younger one was an ass virgin, but this one was already used. The young one was already being raped. This one was older but she would still be tight, but then almost any girl would be tight in her ass when they get reamed with a foot-long cock. No girl would willingly

volunteer to be sodomized, so he had to feed off of Doctor James's generosity and take what was offered. "Hold her tight, she's gonna squeal like a pig and jerk when I stick her."

"No, not there, you're in the wrong place." Brenda felt his cock on her anus. How could he make such a mistake? She tried to move away, but the one that held her kept her pinned to the bed and the other one's hands drew her ass up by his hands on her hips. The pressure was more, he wasn't moving away. She felt it, just like the time that they forced her onto the other cock, making her take it up the ass, this time it was something much bigger. It was his cock and she saw how long it was. No way could anyone ever take such a log up her ass. He was insistent, the head of his cock slowly piercing her anal ring, the painful stretching continuing, the other man pulling her back onto the cock like a sock on his foot. "No, don't do this too me," Brenda cried out, but it was too late. Her next sound was her inhuman cry as the thick cock raped through her anal ring and the fat head sat painfully in her rectum, jerking in pleasure.

Zoey heard the other scream next to her, feeling the bed moving. They must have brought other girl in the room and by the sound of her scream and her anxious breathing, they must have ass raped her, too. Zoey was taking a pounding in her rectum, her muscles beaten in submission by the raping cock, but he didn't sound like he was anywhere close to cumming. It felt like her ass lining was rubbed raw by the friction, the spit long disappearing. She had her own problems to worry about; the other girl would have to endure in her own way.

It took five minutes before he had all twelve inches of cock up her ass, her screaming finally making her hoarse, forced to suffer in silence as he began to rod her with his foot-long cock. He made her take the full measure of his cock with each powerful thrust, the other man threading her onto his cock as he fucked in. Blinding agony shot through her guts, but it was just as much the humiliation of begin taking in such a perverted way that made it worse. Brenda was lucky that Zoey didn't see her like this.

The other men became anxious, wanting to fuck one of the girls. "Hurry up."

He wasn't about to hurry sodomizing the young ass virgin. There weren't many chances in life, especially with a young girl as pretty as this, unwilling or not. "She can take two at once, she's built for it. Same with the other. Flip them on their side and take one leg and shove it straight up in the air. Fuck in and enjoy the ride." He flipped Zoey around until she was facing the other way, keeping his cock deep in her rectum. The other man climbed in the bed, between Zoey and Brenda.

Brenda found herself turned on her side, seeing the back of a man as he snuggled up against the other girl. One of them dragged her leg up until it was pointed to the ceiling, hearing her groan in pain. Brenda found herself in the same position, her crotch aching as they spread her too wide, the cock in her ass refusing to bend, pushing hard against her elastic walls, her stomach cramping around the raping cock.

Another man was in front of Brenda, feeling a cock pushed against her pussy. He grinned at her evilly and then shoved in hard with no regards that she already had a foot-long cock shoved all the way up her butt. "EEEEGGGH," she screamed, her scream echoed by the young girl next to her. It felt like she was being torn up the middle, her insides cramping around the twin cocks, her organs pushed to the side as they began to rape her.

Zoey almost passed out from the pain when the other cock raped her pussy. It felt like a tree trunk was between her legs, both of the men sawing in her in unison, feeling like

they were meeting deep inside her. They began to hammer into her body. There was another girl next to them, suffering the same fate, Zoey feeling bad for her as well. The man in front of her moved aside so Zoey could see the other girl. The men laughed when Zoey saw it Brenda and responded. "Mom?"

"Zoey?"

"Damn, a mother-daughter team. This is going to be fun. Mom can clean the cock that just fucked her daughter and daughter can do the same. We can even take them three at a time."

This was just the beginning for Zoey and Brenda, driven deeper into a life of depraved and perverted sex.





Epilogue Two


Melissa Escapes




Melissa's mother and father were called by Doctor James's secretary. "Doctor James needs to talk to you. Can you come in at three today?"

"Is something wrong with Melissa? Can we see her?" Her mother was almost frantic.

It had been three weeks since Melissa went to Heil Hospital and they had not heard a thing.

"I don't know anything. You will have to talk to Doctor James. Can you come at three?"

"Yes, yes," her mother answered. "We'll be there."



* * *

Melissa's mother stood in Doctor James's office, waiting for him to arrive. She looked in the long mirror that lined one wall. Her father was sitting but not patiently, both of them worried about Melissa. They finally heard him walking down the hall, entering and sitting behind the desk and opening up a folder. Her mother raced to sit down.

"Is Melissa all right?" They both chimed in.

"Yes, but there is a problem." Doctor James said calmly.

They were relieved; at least she was okay. "What's the problem?"

"She's escaped."

Before James could say anything, her father interrupted him. "Escape, how, why?"

"Last night she must have slipped out after lights out. We do have guards and security, but this building is big and old. She must have found a way to escape. Sheriff Brody was alerted as soon as we discovered her missing and expects to find her soon enough. I even spoke to Judge Holmes and explained what had happened. He feels personally responsible and has agreed to release her on probation for one year to your custody once she is found or comes home."

"She'll come home. She will," her mother said, standing back up and looking at the mirror.

"It will take a couple of minutes for you to sign some papers that will release her so she doesn't have to come back here." They would sign them quickly, without reading them, Heil Hospital released of all liability in full settlement of the probation.

Melissa was led down the hallway by one of the guards, only a bathrobe hiding her naked body. She was afraid she was going to be raped again, her fear a reality when she was shoved in the dark room and the door slammed and locked behind her. Hands

grabbed her before she even saw them, but she felt the robe torn from her body, the hot flesh of male cocks rubbing across her skin. There must be at least three of them. She felt a collar put on her neck, feeling it tighten, then her hands were attached to the collar with cuffs, unable to defend her naked body. She felt a chain on the collar, dragging on the floor behind her. She didn't understand. The lights finally came on; Melissa confronted with three naked men in front of her, their cocks jutting out in front of them, bobbing excitedly as they eyed her naked body like a pack of wolves. Like the others that raped her, they were all older, like her father, but these men wanted to do things to her that no father would ever do to his daughter. Judge Holmes had betrayed her and sodomized her, her only hope were her parents. Doctor James would have to let them see her eventually and then that would be the end of them.

"I hear you're good at fucking and sucking, Melissa. Ever had three men at once?"

"Never, I'll never do that with any of you." She was defiant almost to a fault.

"You either obey, or I'll whip your ass and pussy." He took out the riding crop, slapping it through the air until it whistled, snapping it hard against the wall with a thud.

He snapped it against her ass cheek, the crop digging into her flesh with a powerful thud that made Melissa jump in pain, jerking back when the chain around her neck reined her back in.

She tried to get away, but the chain was hooked to the wall and she couldn't move more than three feet before she was stopped. She looked at her ass cheek, a welt where the riding crop had inflicted its damage. It swung again, this time slashing across one of her breasts, slashing at the flesh, a red line appearing, her breast still bouncing up and down. Would he use it between my legs? The pain was bad enough on my ass and my breast, I can't imagine the agony if he slapped it between my lips or attacked my clit. I would be ruined her forever. "No more." She had to survive. There was only one way and that was to submit to being raped. By three of them, maybe even at once. She couldn't imagine the pain having a cock in her mouth, her pussy and her anus all at once.

Or the depravity of submitting to such a thing.

"You can start by showing us how well you suck cock, Melissa. You know how to do that, don't you? Just take it real deep into your mouth. I don't want you to stop sucking it in until I hear you choking on it. There are three of us, so you are going to show how energetically you can do it." They began to crowd around her. "Kneel down, Melissa.

Look at those lovely tits. I love to pinch nipples while I'm being sucked off."

She was pushed to her knees, the three men moving next to her until she felt them rubbing their disgusting, hot cocks on her face, leaving a trail of dripping precum to stain her pretty skin.

"Lick me cock," holding up his cock straight, her pink tongue coming out her mouth submissively, lapping up and down his cock like a kitten. "Now my balls, suck one in your mouth, you can take it, you're lucky I don't fill your cheeks with two," but he didn't trust her with both of his balls in her mouth.

She gagged on the pubic hairs that filled her mouth, feeling the hot ball sloshing around in her mouth, finally allowed to spit it out.

"Open wide and begin sucking. Start with the head, make it nice and wet with your tongue in case I want to throat fuck you. Get used to the taste of cum, because you are going to be swimming in it before you are finished with us."

She went to work on his knob, forced to do it, as if she were enjoying it, instead fighting to keep from vomiting. She could already taste the foul sperm, the thick creme covering her tongue as she forced it out the piss hole and into her reluctant mouth. She went back and forth between the three of them, her lips stretched wide, sperm dribbling down her chin, her tongue tired, but when she tried to slow down, the riding crop came out of nowhere and began to slap at her nipples. They were already red and abused, the men pinching and yanking them as she sucked them off. She sucked their cocks as far as she could in her mouth, but she could never please them, hands pinning her head, jerking her head back and forth until the knob shoved down her throat and her gagging and choking satisfied them. She worked hard to make them cum and end her misery, but they seemed to be waiting, prolonging her agony.

"It's time. Down on your hands and knees, Melissa. We're going to finish off in your ass." He looked at his watch, it was about to happen. He wanted his cock up her ass when it did. Then the others would plug her mouth, wanting to hear her words first.

"Let me suck you off. You can cum in my mouth. Anything, just not in my ass. It still hurts." She could still feel the soreness from Judge Holmes' double sodomies. It felt like he tore up her insides, not sure that she would survive three more ass rapes. A slap of the riding crop, this time on her inner thigh, feeling the breeze blowing on her pussy and she dropped to the floor. She was shamed as she kneeled, her breasts hanging down beneath her, knowing that she had to spread her legs until she opened up to their raping eyes. At least they were greasing up their cocks, Melissa thankful for that. She wasn't sure she could take the first fuck in her ass, opening up the previous wounds.

He kneeled behind her, stroking her ass cheeks as if she was his pet. "Good girl, but you can suck a cock while I fuck your ass. You have enough holes for all of us. Nice tight holes to rape." He pushed the slick helmet of his cock against her anus. It was still swollen and red, someone had already raped it hard, but he didn't care. He grabbed her hips, his fingers making the skin turn white when they dug in. He fucked her, a powerful thrust that sent three inches into her reluctant anus with a ferocity that tore a scream from her lips. He didn't care, all of the special rooms were soundproof, and this one was more special. Just how special was revealed as the curtain against the far wall opened up and the speaker blared out the voices in the other room.

Melissa's scream was cut short, not because the pain was any less, but because it wasn't, all she felt was the blind agony as the cock ruptured her anus, tearing her anal ring and ripping through her before her muscles could stop the rape. The lights from the other room shone brightly as the curtain pulled back, Melissa's scream turning to another plea.

"Mother, help me. Dad." Then she heard her mother's voice, almost crying.

"I don't know why she ran away from here. I just hope she is home by the time we get back. Thank Judge Holmes for putting her on probation. We will make sure she thanks him in person." She turned and looked at the mirror, trying to dry the tears that stained her face.

The cock was slicing painfully up her butt, the man not caring for her pain. Her mother was looking at her. Could she see me, see what this man was doing to me? Hurting me up my backside with his cock?

"She can't see you. She's just looking in a mirror. But if she could see you, should would be proud the way you take a cock up your ass. Time to show mommy how you suck cock. She's about to go home and wait for you to come home." He lifted up her

head, placing his cock on her bottom lip, her pink tongue waiting to be coated with his sperm.

"She can't hear you either. She wouldn't be able to listen to you choking on a cock.

Or begging to be fucked up the ass. Your dad's a big man. Is his cock as big as mine?"

He shoved harder into her bowels, burying his cock so deep that she groaned, her intestines shoved aside by his long cock. "Did he ever fuck you up the ass, Melissa? I bet he wanted to. Seeing you bend over with those cute little shorts cuts so tight, the crack of your ass almost visible. I bet he was hard when you sat on his lap. Did you rub your ass on him, feeling him growing beneath you? Wanting to be like your mother and take him up your ass." He felt his cock growing, fucking her hard and fast as he tormented her with his words.

She hated them, all of them, torturing her with their words and their cocks. She saw her parents leaving, smiling, shaking hands with Doctor James. He had deceived them, Judge Holmes had deceived them. Now Melissa was trapped with no hope for rescue.

She gagged as a long, slim cock was shoved down her throat until it felt like it was meeting the giant log that was shoved in her bowels. They fucked her unmercifully and Melissa knew this was only the beginning. Not only for today but the rest of her life. She would be turned into a whore to service the depraved older men that would force her to commit the most heinous perversions as if she enjoyed it. This would be here new life.





Epilogue Three


Dungeon Whores




Alice took to the role in the dungeon. She came under the whip, loving the stringent bondage that left her naked body immobile, older men taking their pleasure with all she had to offer, Alice unable and unwilling to stop the most depraved act they wanted to commit on her body. She would scream and beg through it all, but no matter what, her forced orgasm was her only escape. They made her commit the most inconceivable and depraved acts all in the hopes of cumming for them.

Doctor James had to work hard to keep ahead of Jessica, inventing the toys that would torture her supple body. He found instruments that would dilate all of her orifices so that he could tease her insides with heat, electricity, cold and pain, the men watching as her body withered from the pain, but his bondage furniture kept her from escaping. Their pleasure was her screams of pain.

Other young girls joined these two, fresh girls that ran afoul of the law, forced into a life of pleasure and pain that few knew existed. Some found solace in the pain, accepting in and embracing it. Others fought it tooth and nail, the men liking these girls better, the more they fought, the more degrading acts they committed on their defenseless bodies. It was a never-ending battle that the girl could never win and the men were always the winner.





The End





