Her Fate is to Submit

by Powerone


SIZZLER

ISBN 9781615080593
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Copyright 2018 Powerone
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HER SUBMISSIVE TENDENCIES MADE HER THE PERFECT SUBJECT FOR THIS VERY SPECIAL INSTITUTE

It was as though her life was orchestrated. Emily didn’t realize that initially, but now that she looked back at her life there was always someone there to ‘save’ her when her life was at its lowest. Her move from upstate New York to upstate Vermont where Green Mountain Institute was located held the key.
The secretive institute was her final journey. Here wives and girlfriends were taught the art of submission for their lovers or husbands. But, a select few women were groomed for their submissive tendencies until they were ready for the training that would be required to make them worthwhile partners for those that could afford the best.
For Emily, a list of people made sure that her journey was an enlightening and discovering adventure all preparing her for the final training and test. It was then that Emily would find “Her Fate is to Submit”.



CONTENTS



Chapter 1: Foster Life

Chapter 2: New Job and New Life

Chapter 3: Special Punishment

Chapter 4: Little Excuses, Big Punishment

Chapter 5: Bound Girl Sex

Chapter 6: Too Many Drugs

Chapter 7: Emergency

Chapter 8: Surrender and the Beginning

Chapter 9: So Normal but Unnatural

Chapter 10: Trained to “Open Your Mouth”

Chapter 11: More Training, More Men

Chapter 12: Bathed Inside and Out

Chapter 13: Paddles and Ultimatums

Chapter 14: Final Day

Epilogue




Chapter 1: Foster Life

Life sometimes plays a cruel trick on us. Emily started off well, born to a mother and father that loved her, their first child. They were so proud of her when they brought her home from the hospital. Although they had no close relatives nearby, they showed Emily off to all of their friends. For eight years they were an idyllic family that lived in the small town of Saratoga Springs, New York.

It was late October, and Emily was off at school. No one knew why John wasn’t at work, but he was at home with Betsy when the fire broke out in the home. It had something to do with the gas water heater. It was over quickly. A spark ignited the gas, and the house exploded into a ball of fire that took only minutes to consume it. Their bodies were found in the kitchen, burned beyond recognition.

Emily’s life was upended that day. She was taken from school and put under the supervision of Family Services. They worked diligently for the next three weeks to find a living relative that would take Emily in. Her grandparents were deceased on both sides of the family. Betsy and John were only children like Emily. Family Services finally gave up on trying to locate any living relative that would take her in. She was transferred to Saratoga Springs Orphanage. It was a tough time for her, not only losing her parents, but also losing all of her friends. It took her years before she could cope with that.

Over the years that followed, there were some opportunities for her to be adopted. She was bright and attractive, but for some reason, they never worked out. She was placed in foster care a number of times, but she always seemed to go back to the orphanage through no fault of her own. She was never bad, disruptive or impolite. It just never worked out.

She’d given up hope for anything to happen until her eighteenth birthday when she’d be released as an adult. But, in the spring of 2013 at the age of fourteen, a couple in the foster care program took her in. All of a sudden, she had another chance for life outside the orphanage.

Anne and Steffen took Emily in. They were both immigrants from Germany, but that was over thirty years ago. At fifty, without any children of their own, they took in Emily. It was a three-month process for them to get approved for foster care, but they had all the right credentials and references. They were an ideal couple, and Family Services hoped that they might adopt Emily eventually.

Emily was glad to get out of the orphanage in spite of having to lose some good friends, but they always got adopted or went into foster care. It was her turn now, she hoped.

Anne and Steffen had a small house in a nice part of town. It wasn’t the rich neighborhood, but it had neat lawns, and people took care of their houses. Anne stayed at home and Steffen worked at the auto repair shop fixing cars. For the first time in a long time, Emily had her own room.

Emily remembered the love her parents lavished on her when they were alive. Anne and Steffen weren’t like that. They treated her nicely, fed her well, made sure she did well in school, but it was as if taking care of Emily was their job. Emily knew that foster parents were paid to take in orphans. At least she was safe, and she had friends at school. Her life was two hundred percent better than at the orphanage.

For the first six months, Family Services would pay a monthly visit, but after they found no problems, they never returned. A month later, Anne announced to Emily that they were moving and they would do so within the week. Emily struggled to come to grips with it, but she knew she couldn’t change their minds. Steffen got a better job, and that was it.

If she thought it might only be a town away, she was grossly disillusioned. They moved to Derby Line in upstate Vermont on the Canadian border. It was a small town. They moved into a house just like the one in New York, small but neat. The town had one major employer, Green Mountain Institute. It was there that Steffen got a job in maintenance. It was some kind of hospital.

Nothing changed in the household, Anne and Steffen took good care of her, but there was no love. A year later, something changed. It was unexpected and out of the blue. Emily didn’t know what to make of it. She was mostly good and rarely got into trouble, but every teenage girl managed to get into some trouble. That was a part of life.

The school they attended was small, not even a teacher for every grade, some classes a mix of grades. Emily met an older girl, Beth, short for Elizabeth. She was in her class, but she was a year older than Emily. Emily looked up to her and tried to emulate her. That wasn’t necessarily a good thing to do because Beth was involved with boys. It was a warm day in late spring when they decided to skip school. The day before, they both wrote a note to their teacher explaining that they would be away from school the next day, and they forged their parents’ signatures to it. Beth was good at forgery, at least she said she was and Emily believed her.

Emily felt something was different when she went home that day. Anne looked at her funny, but she never said a thing. Dinner that night was quiet, not much discussion, but it was never much anyway. Emily never saw the signs until Anne cleaned up and the three of them were in the living room.

“I heard from school today, Emily. They were inquiring about your absence. I was surprised to hear that Anne had sent a letter to excuse you. Neither Anne nor I knew anything about it.” Steffen’s voice was gruff. This was the first trouble he had with her, but he knew how to handle it. He expected it.

“I, I…” she stammered to come up with something.

“Don’t say a word and make it worse. I’m sure it will only be another lie. I’m disappointed in you, and I need to make an example out of this. You’re to be punished.” Steffen said it with anger in his voice, in spite of the fact he was very calm.

Emily didn’t know what to say. She’d never been punished.

“I’m going to spank you.” He said it with finality.

Emily looked up in surprise. Spanked! She was fifteen. That should be too old to be spanked, but she looked at Anne, and there was no mercy in her or Steffen’s eyes. She was still only a foster child, and she didn’t want to go back to an orphanage. She’d have to endure and not get into trouble again. “Yes, sir,” she finally managed to say in hopes that her politeness would get her somewhere.

“Bring one of the dining room chairs into the living room. Place it in the center of the room.”

The wooden chair was heavy as she carried it into the living room. It was sturdy with no arms on it. She still didn’t know what to expect. Will I have to bend over the chair? She watched as Steffen stood up. For the first time, she noticed how large his hands were. He sat on the chair.

“Lay over my lap, Emily.”

She didn’t expect that, but he had an evil glint in his eye. She didn’t want to make it worse, so she tried to lie on his lap, but it was difficult. A hand was on her back to guide her. He pushed her forward, and when she was settled on his lap, her ass was poised up high and vulnerable. His hand was still on her back, but it was low down, almost on her buttocks. She tried to prepare herself mentally for this.

Steffen’s hand rose up and came down. It sounded like a firecracker went off in the room.

She thought it would be like a little girl being spanked, but she didn’t expect the full force of Steffen’s palm would strike her buttock. The pain shot through every nerve on one of her buttocks. She bit her lip as she struggled not to cry out. The pain took her breath away.

“One,” Steffen called out.

He spanked her again. She could hear it whistle as his hand cut through the air before it struck her. The pain shot through her other buttock, and they both begin to burn.

“Two.”

Steffen worked with his hands, and they were strong. He knew how to make it hurt. Emily struggled to breathe as she tried to grasp what was happening to her. He hit her again, and the sound reverberated through the room.

“Three.”

He began to spank her faster, going from one buttock to the other, but the pain always increased, or her buttocks grew tender from the previous blows. She didn’t know which, but it made little difference. He counted out each spank with no change in the tone of his voice as if it was mechanical. Her eyes began to tear up, and she bit her lip one time when the blow was harsher. Her breath was halted. Her buttocks ached and glowed from the heat of the blows. She couldn’t keep her buttocks from clenching and unclenching uncontrollably as Steffen rained down blow after blow. He paused when the count got to ten. Emily hoped that he was finished, but his hand stayed on the small of her back.

Then, it began once again with the same intensity and the same drone cadence as he called out each blow on her buttocks. She knew she’d be sore when she sat down the next day. He didn’t stop until he got to twenty and only then did he pull his hand away and allow her to get up.

“Go to your room and do your homework and then think about what you did wrong.” Steffen sent her off to her room.

Emily looked at Anne, but all she got back was a blank look.

* * * *

For the next three years, Emily was subjected to more spankings, not less. Beth was her best friend and her worst mentor. She got her into so much trouble. Emily learned to accept the spankings as her punishment, bowing over his lap without help and suffer the indignity of being spanked in spite of her age. Even at seventeen, she still was spanked. Emily never told Beth about the spankings after the first one. It was too humiliating.





Chapter 2: New Job and New Life

Beth had graduated a year before, but when Emily graduated from high school, the class of 2017 consisted of five students. Steffen and Anne were there to see her graduate, but once they were home, they broke the news to her.

“You’ll be eighteen in a week, Emily. You can no longer stay with us. You’re an adult, and you need to find your way into the world.” Steffen told her point blankly. There were no other options offered.

She knew it and had planned for it, but it sounded so abrupt when he said it. She’d talked to Beth, and she’d move in with her until Emily decided what she wanted to do with her life and where it would be. She was surprised that Beth decided to stay in Derby Line. She got a job in the real estate office. After a year, she became an agent, and she was doing well. There was always a demand from the employees at Green Mountain Institute for housing. They came and went with regularity. The town even had a twenty-room motel for visitors, and it always seemed to be almost full year round.

“I’m moving in with Beth,” she proudly exclaimed to Anne and Steffen.

“That’s good, Emily. You’ve been good with us for many years. You’ll do fine out there.” Anne congratulated her.

* * * *

Emily moved in with Beth the next week. It didn’t take much to move, she didn’t have much that was her own. Beth had a two-bedroom apartment, so she’d have her privacy and so would Beth. Beth loved men. She never dated anyone steady, but in spite of the town being small, she hadn’t run out of male candidates yet, but Emily did notice that she dated older men.

Now, she had to find a job so she could pay rent and food. She hoped to buy a car, but that was in the future. Luckily, they lived within walking distance of the downtown area if you could even call it that.

Beth was excited when she came home from work. “I have an interview set up for you at Price Sporting Goods. They’re looking for a bookkeeper and someone to handle all the paperwork. You took bookkeeping and did well at it. You’re the most organized person I know, and you remember everything. It’s tomorrow at ten O’clock and wear something sexy. You have a great body, so you should use it to get what you want.”

Eric ran Price Sporting Goods for his father that was partially retired. Eric was old, thirty at least, but he was handsome and had a muscular body. He was the outdoorsman type. He loved just about every sport, and he was good at it. He hunted and fished. Emily had seen him often, but they never had more than a few words’ conversation when she went to the store to buy something. “Do you know what it pays?”

“He’ll pay well for a bookkeeper to keep everyone from stealing from him. It’s enough to live on for now. Hopefully, you can get some experience.” She better take the job to help pay the rent now that I got a two-bedroom apartment just for her.

Emily was confident. She wasn’t intimidated easily. She was an adult now. She took Beth’s suggestion seriously and dressed in her sexiest clothes without being out of place. It was still cool in upstate Vermont in June, so she wore a sweater, but it was thin. Her firm breasts pushed out prominently. Her waist was thin and her hips full. She smoothed the short, blue plaid skirt over her ass, one of her best features. It left a lot of leg to be revealed, and she looked like a schoolgirl with white socks and sneakers, but a very sexy and sophisticated schoolgirl. She walked into town early, not wanting to be late. She had her resume neatly tucked into a folder, although it was meager. Her only saving grace was that there weren’t a lot of people in town looking for work. Most of the skilled ones went to work at Green Mountain Institute.

Eric didn’t exactly place Emily when Beth told him about her for his job opening. He hoped that she was as attractive as Beth. While Beth was only nineteen, she dated much older men, even older than him, so maybe, he should look into that. He saw Emily through the window as she walked down the sideway a block away. She inspired his cock to get hard. He’d have to struggle not to make it look obvious when he interviewed her, so he’d stay behind the counter.

Emily smiled at him as soon as she was inside. She wanted to show him that she was personable. He wasn’t anything different then what she expected, and that was a good thing. “Good morning, Eric. I’m Emily.”

“Good morning, Emily. I hope you don’t mind doing the interview out front. It’s only me in the store most days. If any customers show up, we’ll break until I can help them and they leave, but it’s early, so it’s not the busiest time,” he explained.

“I don’t want to put you out.” She handed him her resume. “I just graduated, but I excelled in bookkeeping, an A, I’m extremely organized, and I have a memory like a steel trap. I’ll take care of your money as if it was the last penny I have,” she said before he even had a chance to look at her resume.

It took only a second to look at her resume. He’d have to trust his instincts on this one. He began to explain the job to her as well as telling her she’d have to learn to work in the front of the store also so he could go to lunch, and if he was sick, she could cover for him. “Business isn’t that busy except for Christmas time when I add a part-time worker, so it’s only me out front.”

“I did work at the coffee shop the last two years part-time. I did everything from cleaning the tables, washing dishes, waitressing, whatever was needed. I know how to take care of customers and keep them happy.”

He started to talk about money and benefits, so she got more confident. The pay was good, the benefits not so much. There was no medical insurance, but she expected that. It was a small store. Luckily, she was young and healthy, so she didn’t see that to be a problem. “I’d love to take the job if it was offered. I could start tomorrow,” she said eagerly.

“You came in at an opportune time, Emily. I’ve interviewed a few other candidates that had more work experience, but I doubted their abilities as a bookkeeper. I know Mrs. Johnston, your bookkeeping teacher. I asked her about you yesterday, and she gave you a glowing recommendation. I might be younger than most bosses, but I will be your boss. I’ve been working in the store for over fifteen years and took over from my father three years ago, so I know what I’m doing. But, the important thing is that you follow all the rules. I won’t take kindly to you breaking any of them. There would be consequences if you did,” he threatened her. He wanted to make sure she knew where he stood and he wouldn’t be charmed by her looks.

“You won’t regret hiring me, Eric. What time do you want me to come in tomorrow?” She couldn’t wait to tell Beth the good news. Beth would be happy that Emily would be able to pay rent.

“You’ll work ten to seven with an hour off for lunch, but it’ll be from Tuesday to Saturday, our busiest days. You’ll have Sunday and Monday off. It’ll take a while to get used to that, but after that, you’ll find it’s not too bad.”

“That’s no problem, Eric.” She shook his hand and left. She was sure that his eyes followed her ass when she walked out the door. She was eighteen and an adult now. She was appreciative of a man looking at her, even if it was lust in his eyes or that he was older than she was.

Beth was as excited as she was, but it was probably over the money that she could help to pay the rent. They would celebrate but not tonight. Emily wanted to make sure her first day was sober and not hung over. Anne and Steffen gave her little liberties outside the home. Emily was the boss now, and she could do whatever she desired.

* * * *

It was a new life for Emily now. Work was more than she expected. Eric was nice but stern. She learned to double check all her work. She had no desire to get on his bad side. She dressed nicely now that she had a job and could afford to buy her own clothes, but under Beth’s urging, she bought clothes that were sexy and highlighted her body. She found Eric appreciative of that fact. She could feel him look at her, and sometimes she caught him doing it, although he didn’t seem to be bothered by being discovered.

It was her dating life that came alive when she moved in with Beth. She’d have to be careful because Beth was daring and reckless especially when it came to men. She didn’t date men only her age, she dated any man that intrigued her, and almost any man did that as long as they were handsome and had money, the more money, the older they could be.

Beth and Emily both loved to dance and the attention they got when they did. They both danced well, and with their sexy clothes, it drew the stares and the imagination of many men to see them gyrating to loud, fast music. Their bodies moved as if they fucked the air in front of them.

Derby Line might be a small town, but Green Mountain Institute attracted a more sophisticated and wealthier class of people them most small towns in Vermont. It also hosted more entertainment clubs and restaurants. Emily’s favorite was Pulse. It was a dance club and bar, but it was all class. The first time Beth took her she was in awe as she looked around. She wore her best and sexiest clothes, and she looked like a nun compared to the other women. She knew if she wanted to attract the better caliber of men, she’d have to up her game.

For Emily, she was a virgin until she moved out on her own. It didn’t take long for her to lose her virginity, less than a month.

“Damn, girl, you’re looking good.” This was the first time that Emily looked better and sexier than Beth. Beth would have to make sure it didn’t happen again.

When Emily looked in the mirror, she almost came. She didn’t recognize herself. She wore a black metallic sleeveless crop top. It was very revealing. It pulled away from her body and showed her naked breasts with regularity. She could only imagine what it would look like when she danced, and her naked breasts move sensually beneath it. Her skirt was black leather with a zipper in the front that ran from the waist to the hem of the very short skirt as if she needed to get out of it quickly. Beneath it, she wore the briefest black thong. Naked would’ve been too much. To highlight it, she wore a pair of black thigh-high leather boots. She thought she should have a whip in her hand to complete the ensemble. She didn’t even tell Beth, but she was going to lose her virginity to the first man that interested her. She knew that any man she picked wouldn’t be able to resist her. She hoped that she could go through with her plan. She needed to get rid of the last vestige of her purity. “Let’s party.” It was Saturday night and no work for two days.

The cars kept going by them slowly as they walked to Pulse. They could hear the music a block away. There was a line out front that went around the corner, but Beth led them to the front. No one said a word as they opened up the velvet rope and allowed them to enter.

“Thanks, Brad.”

“You’ll bring in a hundred men that saw you,” he complimented her. He couldn’t take his eyes off Beth, except when he saw Emily. He didn’t recognize her at first. This wasn’t the Emily he knew. “Be gentle on them, Emily. You’re going to break their hearts.”

“Not one of them, just the rest,” she teased as she walked in. Beth gave her this look.

They went to the bar to get a drink first, and it began. They’d never pay for a drink that night. There must have been six offers to pay. They only got a sip before they were asked to dance and neither one turned the men down. It took only a minute before their bodies blended into the music until they were one.

For the first couple of minutes, Emily worried that her breasts would fly free of the top then she didn’t care. The man she was dancing with was handsome, fit and older, but she didn’t mind. He wouldn’t be the one she’d give her virginity to. She’d know when she saw him.

They danced for hours, sitting down to have a drink, but they wouldn’t get drunk that night. They’d dance the alcohol out of their system before that would happen. The line of men was endless as neither of them turned a man down. They were never left alone.

Then it happened. Emily knew instantly, but her choice surprised her. He was older than she expected, much older. He had to be twice as old as she was. He dressed exceptionally well. His black hair was cut to perfection as if he had it trimmed hours ago. She saw that his fingers were manicured when she gazed at his large hands and imagined what they’d feel like on her body. She grew wet at the thought. He was at least six feet two or three inches tall, a sculptured body that was perfected in a gym.

“Would you like to dance, Emily?”

“I’d love to—”

“Austin,” he interrupted her.

“Of course it is Austin.” He’d known her name. He had as much interest in her as she had with him, if not more. They started to dance, and his body moved like hers. There was no thought, her body moved to the music as if it was ordained. She grew bolder on the dance floor, moving closer to him, almost touching him as her hips gyrated erotically. He caught her gaze as she looked at the bulge in his pants, but it didn’t embarrass her. She was appreciative of the large bulge.

Austin led her over to his table on the far side of the floor. As they passed by her table, she leaned in and whispered something into her friend’s ear, but Emily followed him. His table was reserved, so no one took it. He had a bottle of champagne already there. He’d ordered it before he asked her to dance. He’d checked her out before and set his sights on her. He wouldn’t be denied.

Emily had never been with an older man, at least as old as he was, but she was pleasantly surprised. He wasn’t all over her like a man her age. He was a gentleman, refined and educated. She had a difficult time keeping up with him, but he didn’t seem to mind. He was genuinely interested in her life, her job and the town. He was in town for two weeks, transacting some business with Green Mountain Institute, but he never said what it was, and she didn’t push it. She did notice that he didn’t wear a ring and his ring finger was tanned.

They shuttled back and forth between his table and the dance floor. Fewer men asked her to dance, but there was a few bold and brave that came over to the table to try. She turned them down. He sat next to her for the first time, and their hips touched. It sent a shiver through her body. He touched her often, casually, her arms first and then her legs as if he wanted her to get used to his touch. She did. He didn’t find much material on her legs, so his hand touched her naked leg, and she felt the flood of juices between her legs. She began to do the same thing to him, first his arms and hands, but eventually, she got to his leg. She struggled the first time she touched his leg. She had to fight back the desire to reach up higher and touch his cock, but that would’ve been too bold, although she doubted that he’d be offended by it.

It was growing later, and she grew more eager. She opened up the discussion by asking him where he was staying, knowing there was only one motel in town.

“The Sea Breeze, although I never felt the breeze or saw the sea. It’s a nice motel,” he said generously, but it was the only place in town. Not even Airbnb had many openings, but they were all taken for the next two weeks.

“Yes, it’s a strange name, and hopefully, one day they’ll open a hotel. The town is small but busy with visitors.” She paused and took a deep breath. Her breasts rose and fell as she struggled to get the words out. “Would you like to get out of here, Austin?”

“Yes, we could get a cup of coffee someplace.” He watched her face for any signs, but he was surprised by what she said.

“I was thinking of your motel room.”

“That would be a good option,” he called the waitress over to get the check quickly. He paid and left a big tip to make sure that he impressed Emily. They stopped off so Emily could say something to her friend, but her friend didn’t have a surprised look on her face.

He opened the door of the car for her, and he didn’t take his eyes off her legs until she was firmly in the seat. Her leather skirt rode up almost to her crotch, but she made no effort to pull it down. It would’ve been a futile task.

It was a Mercedes, but she could tell that it was a Hertz rental. He traveled in style. It was only two blocks to the motel, and he pulled in front of the last room on the first floor. She waited until he opened up the door for her to get out. She was a little nervous, but nothing would make her change her mind. He opened the room door, and she was glad that he had a king bed in the room. She’d never seen the inside of the rooms, better then she expected from seeing the outside. At least they spent some money to make it more luxurious. The door closed with finality behind him, and she heard him put the lock down, but she didn’t feel trapped.

“Would you like a drink?”

“No, I want you to fuck me,” she said boldly.

“I’ll never deny a woman her requests.” Austin’s cock already strained to be free. He started to walk over to her, but she stopped him.

“Sit on the bed and enjoy the show,” she told him. It wouldn’t take her long to get her clothes off, not much to get off except for the boots. He propped himself up on a pillow on the bed. Her eyes took in his cock that tented up his pants. She had to see it first. “Let me see your cock.”

Austin didn’t want to scare her off by undressing while she did, but she didn’t see that as a problem. His cock was too cramped in his pants to not let it escape the confinement. He didn’t get off the bed, opening the belt on his pants and the button. He made a production out of pulling his zipper down. He looked at Emily, and she didn’t take her eyes off his hands and his cock as he began to reveal it. Her pink tongue slipped out of her mouth and licked her lips until they were shiny. He hoped it was because she eagerly wanted his cock in her mouth, not because her lips were dry.

The zipper went down softly in the quiet room. The only sounds were their heavy breathing in anticipation. He pulled his pants to the sides so that his cock was exposed, only covered by his boxer briefs that clung to it like a second skin. He couldn’t stop himself as his fingered roll over his cock and sent it jumping excitedly. He kicked off his shoes quickly and then slipped his pants down, and they fell to the floor. He still might have his socks on, but it was his shorts that needed to go first. He wanted her to begin to undress. He wanted to see that lovely, firm body naked.

“Take off your shorts,” she managed to say, her mouth dry.

He pulled his shorts down with a flourish. He kicked them aside.

“Take your cock in your hand. Hold it up for me,” she teased him. She’d wanted to take her clothes off first, but once she got started with him, she had to see his cock. He held it up, and she was impressed. She might be a virgin, but that didn’t mean her hand hadn’t taken care of a lot of cocks. She’d stroked many a cock to ejaculation after she told the men that she was a virgin, and she disappointed them by telling them she was going to stay that way for now. Some tried to convince her to take their cocks in her mouth, but that was a completely offensive act that she had no intentions of ever performing. She knew why when she gazed at his cock as he held it up proudly. It had to be six or seven inches, and the head glistened with his leaking cum. It was too big for a small mouth, and the taste would be rank. She was impressed by the cock that would take her virginity. The head was an angry red, and his hand had a difficult time containing his cock as if it had a mind of its own. She saw the thick vein that ran down the side of it and then the wiry brown hairs at the base. How could a woman take a cock in her mouth with all those hairs? I would choke on just one hair lose in my mouth.

“I’ll be right with you,” as she started to take off her clothes. The top was easy as it barely clung to her body. She pulled it off and threw it on the chair. She faced him, her back arched and her breasts thrown out haughtily. Her nipples were so hard that they ached, but her fingers still played with them to give her some brief respite. The skirt took less time, the zipper in the front convenient and complete. As soon as the zipper hit the hem of her skirt, it peeled back as if in two sections and fell away. She stood there in her thong and boots. She knew her thong was wet. She started to sit in the chair to take off the boots.

“No, take off the thong first, before the boots.” He stopped her abruptly.

She knew why he wanted her to do that. It would be clumsy and difficult to get her boots off. Without her thong, she’d be completely naked, and she was sure that she’d put on quite a show exposing her pussy in many ways. Yet, she wanted to look experienced and unashamed, so she let her thong slip to her ankles. She kicked it aside and saw him look at her. She must have caught him by surprise when he saw that she was completely shorn. Her pussy was vividly displayed to for him. She liked that he licked his lips. She might not approve of taking a cock in her mouth, but she loved when a man went down on her. That might be contradictory but not for her.

He watched as she sat in the chair, his hand still absently on his cock as he watched her take off the boots, but it wasn’t her legs that drew his eyes, it was between her legs that caught his attention. Her pussy lips were full, but taking off her boots required considerable movement. He could see her juices sparkle in the lights. He could tell she’d be considerably tight, and he couldn’t wait to get his cock inside her and test her. It took her a couple of minutes to take off her boots, and he hurriedly took off his shirt and socks to catch up to her.

They were both completely naked, and they panted with lust. She went over to the bed, and his arms reached out to her. She wanted to make sure that he didn’t find it difficult to consummate if he found out she was a virgin before she could lose her hymen. “Stay there, let me climb on top of you this time,” giving him the added confidence that they’d fuck more than once. Once she was no longer a virgin, she wanted much more of his cock and maybe his tongue.

“Gladly.” Austin held up his cock and waited for her touch on it.

She had to slide her leg over his wide hips, and he gazed at her pussy as it opened up wide. She rose up high with his cock beneath her. She reached down to claim her prize, knowing she had to grip it tightly or she’d lose it. Her fingers dug into it and held it up majestically beneath her. She didn’t waste any time. She moved her body and his cock until they were in alignment. She nudged the head of his cock into the mouth of her pussy. The thick head pushed back her lips, and she felt it press up against the opening of her pussy. The minute she felt it touch her hymen, she was ready. She took a deep breath to fill her lungs, and then, she sat on his cock violently.

There were no preliminaries, but he cared little. He heard her words more than once, so there would be time for foreplay after they satisfied their animalistic urges. But, Emily surprised him with her urgency. He felt her soft pussy engulf the tip of his cock, and then, she plunged down. Luckily, she kept her fist around the shaft of his cock as she did. Otherwise, it would’ve bent and escaped the grasp of her pussy. The head of his cock met some resistance, but she pressed down harder, and the head of his cock passed inside her. She was wet, so it slid in easily, but then, it dawned on him when he heard her gasp loudly in pain. He might be bigger than average, but he never got a cry of pain. He looked up at her as he realized that she’d taken her virginity on his cock. He didn’t know what to say or whether he should say anything. She’d made up his mind as she began to press down further as his cock bore into the depths of her soul.

It was painful for only a second, but once she felt a cock inside her pussy, she wanted more, and he had a lot more cock for her. She began to move up and down, concentrating on the way the head of his cock felt in her pussy. She could feel the thick ridge beneath the head stretch her as it slid in and out. She was still balanced precariously over his cock to take inch after inch, but there was always more cock to go inside her. She looked down at Austin, and he seemed satisfied in spite of her charade. She squeezed his cock, and that seemed to please him. She began to ride him deeper until the head of his cock snuggled up against her cervix. She’d taken all that she could. She gripped his cock as she pulled up, struggling to pull free, but she was wet with her juices and her virgin blood. She gripped the head of his cock and then plunged back down, this time harder. The head of his cock slammed into her cervix, and it felt as though she tried to drive it into her womb. She began to fuck him more carefully, not wanting to wound herself on his big cock. She didn’t take him in as deep, but her hips rode forward and back, and she squeezed his cock eagerly.

Austin never had a woman fuck him like this before, especially a virgin. He didn’t do anything but suffer all the enjoyment she gave him. She was engrossed in fucking his cock, taking every bit of pleasure she could from it but also giving him such delight. Her pussy was tight, and she gripped his cock like it was in a hot, tight vise. His hands moved to reach up to her full breasts. The nipples were swollen with blood, hard and pulsating as his hands enclosed each of her full breasts and squeezed them. Then, he went to work on her nipples. She liked it, arching her breasts out into his hands as he took possession of her nipples. He was soft and tender with them.

They were both aroused to a fever pitch, and they knew they wouldn’t last long, but they both knew this was only the beginning, so there was no need to prolong it. Austin’s hands deserted her breasts, but they slid down her waist and her hips as she continued to fuck him. It was just like dancing but only more intimate and better to feel a cock inside her. His hand went to her pussy, and his fingers searched out her clit. He wanted to make sure she came with him, and she was grateful for his consideration. His fingers on her clit excited her more, and his other hand guided her hips to ride him faster. She liked the way he controlled her almost as much as she liked the way his big cock took possession of her pussy. He stretched her, but it was good. She didn’t know why she never did this before.

Austin could no longer control himself, shoving up with his hips as if he wanted to stab her with his cock. It didn’t bother her as she continued to ride and squeeze his cock. He got her going by rubbing her clit, and he could tell by her rapid breathing and her energetic hips moving that she was ready. He was first. He shoved up high to plunge his cock into the depths of her pussy. She gripped the head of his cock as though she instinctively knew how to milk the cum from his balls. He shot inside her with a powerful jet of cum. He saw it on her face when she felt it, and then, she exploded to match him.

Her mind exploded in such ecstasy. She rode his cock like a cowgirl, up and down to plunge it into the depths of her pussy and back and forth as he urged her hips to perform. She clenched his cock the first time he ejaculated in her and continued to do so as her own pleasure raced through her body as if she matched each of his ejaculations with one of her own. By the time they were finished and she settled down on his cock, their sweat-drenched bodies stuck to each other.

“I have to use your bathroom.” She finally got off his cock and raced naked to the bathroom as his cum dripped out. She could see her pink blood mixed in with it. She cleaned herself up, feeling bad that he couldn’t do the same, but she’d make it up to him. She finally came out of the bathroom, Austin still naked on the bed, his cock had lost some of its luster, but it seemed to perk up when he saw the washcloth in her hand. “Let me help you,” she volunteered.

Like before, he had to do nothing as she held his cock up with one hand and then gently washed his cock with the warm washcloth. She did more than clean it. She got him harder. It didn’t take much. She might have been a virgin, but her hands knew her way around a cock. She rubbed, squeezed and scrubbed his cock until it had gained back the hardness. “It’s my turn to take charge, Emily.”

She found herself pulled onto the bed on her back. She didn’t mind when his head moved closer to her. Their lips touched with a charge of electricity that passed through them, and then, his tongue plunged into her open mouth where her tongue met his. Their kiss was passionate, but it was his hands that were more passionate. They began to run over her body, starting with her breasts. He teased her nipples harder, but then, his kisses moved from her lips, down her neck, and she arched her back to push her breast into his willing mouth. His lips curled around the swollen tip and, with powerful suction, stretched it as though he tried to suck her nipple from her breast. His teeth nibbled on her areola to trap it as his tongue worked over her nipple until it felt as though it would explode.

He went from her breasts, sucking on both of them before his lips left a wet trail over her belly. Her legs spread obediently as he climbed between them, her hips slightly raised up to give him unfettered access to her pussy. He inhaled the scent of her arousal, but he teased her first, planting tiny, wet kisses along her hipbones and moving closer to her pussy but always pulling away before his mouth found her pussy lips. He pushed her legs wider apart so he could get his head between her thighs, kissing and nibbling at her soft, inner thighs as he moved up to her crotch.

He bent her body in half as she felt his hot breath blow on her pussy lips. Her body froze in anticipation, but it was his fingers that peeled back her pussy lips to expose her wet, inner lips. Only then did a tongue begin to explore her intimately. She couldn’t keep her hips still as his tongue gathered up all her juices as it ran up and down her slick inner lips. His teeth teased her, biting softly on her pussy lips. It didn’t scare her that he might bite too hard on her delicate flesh. In fact, she wished he’d bite harder. But, it was when the tip of his tongue that pushed into her once virgin pussy that almost sent her over the edge once again. She had to stop him before it was too late. “Fuck me again.”

He pulled away from her pussy, his face wet with her juices and his mouth filled with the taste of her pussy. His cock was rock hard, and he would’ve liked her mouth on it, but her pussy waited for him. With her legs still pulled back and her body bent in half, it was easy to climb between her legs and plunge his cock unrestrained into her pussy. Her hot, tight pussy sucked him in, and he didn’t stop until he was fully inside her as much as she could take. His hands went under her buttocks and scooped them up, drawing her up so she could take the full measure of his cock with each plunge inside her.

She had a naked man lying on her while his cock was inside her and he fucked her with such passion. His hips were like a machine, driving his magnificent cock in and out of her to claim her ruthlessly as his own.

It was as if he’d never cum yet as he fucked her. She squeezed his cock as he hammered her. She cried out, and he knew she’d cum, trying to hold back until she was ready, but she was way ahead of him as she came. He unleashed a torrent of cum into her pussy as he continued to fuck her. It was as though his cock would never shrink after they both finished cumming.

He got the washcloth wet and warm once again, and it was his turn to clean her before she cleaned his cock. Her hand reached down for his cock, and she gently stroked it with broad strokes up and down. He couldn’t wait to feed his cock into her mouth. Her fingers ran over the head, rubbing beneath the ridge to make his cock grow hard once again. He stroked her pussy with his fingers and plunged two fingers inside her to get her aroused once again. He didn’t get her mouth, although he tried to encourage her with his hands on her head, but she resisted as he tried to pull her head down on his cock. He didn’t push it. It wasn’t long before he wanted to fuck her again. He wanted to make sure she’d forever remember her first time when she lost her virginity. He’d take her every way he could.

He flipped her over onto her belly. “Get on your knees and stick that lovely ass up in the air.” He punctuated his words with a slap on one of her buttocks. She started to rise up, but she wasn’t fast enough for him. He slapped her other cheek, so both of them were a pretty pink.

Some women might be offended by being spanked on her naked ass, but it only aroused Emily, although she didn’t know why. She pushed her ass up high, her legs spread wide to expose her from ass hole to pussy.

“Higher!”

Another blow exploded on her buttocks as she arched up her ass submissively. She could feel her cheeks parted and knew that her anus was rudely exposed to his eyes, but it would also be vulnerable to his fingers or even his cock. Why would I think of such a thing? I never let a man touch me back there. It is dirty and disgusting, but maybe I’m wrong. His cock rubbed up and down her slit behind her as he kneeled in preparation for taking her doggy style. She felt a strange, unnatural touch of his cock when he rubbed higher up between her cheeks and the head of his cock sent her anus into uncontrollable spasms as though she expected his cock to visit that place. She didn’t know if she was grateful or disappointed when his cock went back to her pussy, and he plunged in. He grabbed her arms and yanked them behind her to hold them as he drew her back into his plunging cock to take her hard and deep. She was hopelessly defenseless as Austin took her ruthlessly from behind as if her hands were bound behind her to yank her back onto his cock. She didn’t know where all these thoughts were coming from. Were they unleashed from my mind when I lost my virginity?

It was a long night, and Austin took her one more time. Then, they dressed and went out for breakfast as if they’d just met. He sat next to her in the booth, their hips touching. She knew they wouldn’t see each other again. He was leaving the day after next, but she’d got what she wanted out of him. She’d lost her virginity, but she did feel something for him. She liked the way he took her. She hoped other men she’d meet would do the same or more.





Chapter 3: Special Punishment

When Emily got home, Beth was already asleep. But, Beth was waiting for her as soon as she woke up. She had coffee ready for her as soon as she came into the kitchen. She didn’t say anything until Emily made her cup of coffee and sat down.

“So you look like you had a good time last night, Emily.” Beth wanted to know how much of a good time. She knew that Emily led a sheltered life before this, she didn’t know how sheltered. “You left the club early and came home early this morning.”

“Yes, I met Austin, and he intrigued me.” She tried to be coy, but she was proud of what she’d done. That day she actually felt like a woman for the first time. She had played with boys before, letting them get a cheap feel and she’d masturbated a number of cocks to please them, but that was about all. Her sex life was very limited.

“Where did you go?” Beth wasn’t about to leave it at that. She wanted details.

“His motel, the Sea Breeze.” She stated it proudly.

“I’ve known you for a lot of years, and I’ve never seen you sleep with a boy, never mind a man twice your age.” Beth didn’t know if she was curious or jealous.

“I’ve only been on my own for a month. I was very sheltered, even with your undue influence. Steffen and Anne watched me like a hawk. I thought it was time to find out what I’ve been missing.”

“Austin looked like a very good choice. He’s handsome, intelligent and well off from what I could tell. What else is he?”

Emily started laughing before she could get the words out completely. “He’s got a great cock, and he knows what to do with it. He fucked me every which way but loose.”

Beth was shocked. “I thought you were a virgin.”

“I was, but I didn’t let that get in the way. I sat on his cock and took my own virginity on my terms. After that, I couldn’t get enough of it.” It sounded so depraved and exciting.

“Tell me more.” Beth wanted more details. Now she was definitely jealous.

“I stripped for him, and he did the same for me. I couldn’t resist when he went down on me. His tongue and fingers were as talented as his cock. And he was big and hard.”

“Did you take him in your mouth to reciprocate, Emily?” Beth never took a cock down her throat, but she did like sucking a cock but not being mouth fucked. She gagged a few times by accident when her lover got too overanxious, but that was enough to deter her from attempting to do something as degrading as swallowing a cock. Or swallowing a man’s cum. Only one tried to shoot in her mouth, but she spit out the first jet along with his cock before he could do any more in her mouth. It was too thick and distasteful. She did allow one man to cum on her face, but she kept her eyes closed as well as her lips. That was degrading.

“I would never take a cock in my mouth. Never!” Emily left no doubt in Beth’s mind that she would succumb to performing such a loathsome task. The thought of a man’s cock in her mouth made her gag. She’d licked her fingers one time of the cum that was spilled on them when she masturbated a boy, and that was enough to deter her for life from doing such a thing as taking a cock in her mouth. She knew how copious a man was when he came, and the thought of swallowing that much of the distasteful cum would keep a man’s cock from her mouth forever. “Do you suck cock?” She was ashamed when she said that. It sounded so bad. She could’ve asked the question more subtly.

“Yes, as long as I can control it. I’m not about to drink a man’s cum or take it too deep in my mouth, but men love to have a woman suck them off, especially if they can look into her eyes while their cock splits her lips apart. And I do love when a man does the same to me.”

“He can have my pussy, or I’ll use my hand, but he’ll have to be content with that.”

“How about your ass, Emily? You ever give up your ass hole to preserve your virginity?” Before a boy took her pussy for the first time, she allowed a few boys to shove their cocks up her ass hole. She didn’t know what pleasure they got from sticking it up such a dark and dirty hole, but they did. She never got anything out of it except a sore ass hole.

“No,” but she didn’t elaborate any further. She’d have to think much more about that first. The thought of it wasn’t repulsive, but so far, no man or boy had ever played with her ass hole before.

“I think we’re going to get along well, Emily.” She had a newfound respect for Emily. She was no longer the meek virgin that she once knew.

* * * *

Her job was the most important thing to Emily. Jobs were difficult to find in Derby Line. The positions at Green Mountain Institute were more professional jobs or health-related jobs that required some college education. Emily was thinking of taking some online accounting courses to get more skills. She needed the job to live on as there was no one for backup if she lost it.

Eric was okay as her boss, but she didn’t have much experience before this, just some work at the coffee shop. She was punctual every day, and she checked her work twice to make sure it was correct. She was dealing with the finances of the store, and it required precision.

She also worked up front when Eric went to lunch. So far, he’d never been sick, so she didn’t have to work full time in the front. It was relatively easy as long as she was nice to the customers. She started to learn more about the things they sold, although she wasn’t much into sports. Eric was friendly to her yet still stern. She never knew exactly how she measured up to him, but after two months, she was still there. She couldn’t be too bad or else he would’ve fired her by now.

Eric loved the way Emily dressed, more risqué each day. He couldn’t deny that she aroused him. There were too many times he had to hide his erection. He knew better than to think of doing anything as stupid as dating or fucking his employee. His father would disown him. But, Emily was a bit naïve, and he thought he might get away with something at work with her. He began to plan it out. It helped pass the time when the store was slow, and it kept him aroused by his thoughts.

Eric started off slowly as not to be too obvious. He began to touch her, just an innocent touch of his hand on her when she was near him or passed by him. He began to compliment her on her work. She was doing a good job, but he wanted her to know that he appreciated it. He wanted her comfortable with him but also beholden to him.

It startled her the first time it happened, but she remained calm and did nothing to acknowledge it, although she hurried back to the privacy of her office and sat in the chair to calm her racing heart. It took her a moment to figure out whether it really happened. Did I just imagine it or wish that it would happen? But she could still feel a tingle in one of her buttocks. She’d been talking to Eric first about work then just idle talk. When they finished, she turned around to walk away. As she walked away, there was a distinct sound, and then, she felt it. He’d hit her buttock, but even the word hit was too strong. It wasn’t like when Steffen spanked her, it was more like a tap but not a love tap, for that would’ve given it more meaning than it was. Yet it was unmistakable that his hand brushed against her buttock. She sat there for fifteen minutes as she tried to figure out what happened and why. She finally went back to work, more confused than when she started to think about it.

Eric only touched her buttock briefly, but his cock felt like it would explode. It was his imagination that went rampant with confusing thoughts. Her buttocks were firm, and his hand wanted to grab one of them and squeeze it like a ripe fruit. His mind tried to conjure up what her buttocks would look like if they were bared to him and he could explore them. It was a long afternoon of erotic thoughts in his head. He was glad when he closed up and went back to his condo so he could masturbate.

Over the next two weeks, Eric became bolder, and Emily became compliant with his touch. She could almost predict when it would happen, and she found herself pausing when it didn’t happen as if she tried to give him one last chance. It wasn’t that she wanted to sleep with Eric. That thought never entered her mind. It was the thought of that night with Austin when he spanked her naked buttocks when she didn’t thrust it up high enough or fast enough for him. She liked the way a man took possession of her and subjected her to a spanking if she didn’t perform as he required.

He’d hit her buttock harder now, but his hand would tend to linger longer before he pulled it away. She never turned around to confront him when he did that. She acquiesced to what he did to her. Another thought began to run through her head. At first, she refused to accept it for it was too degrading and shameful. But it kept coming back until she had to confront it. It was the feelings she felt when Steffen spanked her. She never acknowledged them when it happened, she was too young and innocent, and he was her foster father. That would almost be incestuous. The last couple of months until she moved out his spanking provoked something different in her. She still had a difficult time accepting it, but it was true. She felt a sexual tingle in her buttocks, just as she did when Austin spanked her naked buttocks. She didn’t know how or why, but both of them were similar. Eric was provoking the same sexual tingle in her body with his hand.

The words he told her in the interview began to enter her mind. He told her that if she broke the rules there would be consequences. He didn’t tell her that she’d be fired, only that there would be consequences. Am I putting one and one together to get three? If I broke the rules, would I be punished? Would he spank me?

She went home that night, and she couldn’t put it out of her mind. She never said anything to Beth. She never told Beth about Steffen spanking her. She was afraid that she would think she was perverted somehow if she looked forward to a spanking.

She thought about it for almost a week before she made up her mind. It was bold and probably foolish. She could jeopardize everything if it didn’t work out exactly as she planned it. Bold was exciting though. She planned it for Tuesday and Wednesday for no particular reason than it was soon.

Eric was encouraged by Emily’s lack of response to him touching her. It was close to him spanking her butt but not enough so that he was sure that is how she took it. It was a dangerous game he played, and he looked for a reason to up the ante, but unfortunately, Emily was good at her job, and he never found a mistake that she made. It only made him more eager to find that one reason he needed.

It was as if it dropped out of the sky and gave him what he wished for. He came in Wednesday morning and went into her office to get the money for the register. He was about to put the combination in when, for some reason, he tried the handle first. He was shocked to feel it open. He swung the door open. Emily had put the money away, but she was in a hurry to meet Beth for drinks. It was payday, and they usually celebrated. She’d forgotten to lock the safe. That was the biggest sin she could’ve made. He beamed brightly at the thoughts that ran through his head, but then, he heard the front door open, and he knew it was her. He lost his grin and put an evil scowl on his face before she entered her office.

She was surprised that Eric was in her office. Then, she saw his face. He wasn’t happy. “Good morning, Eric.” She tried to be cheerful, but she had a few too many drinks the night before with Beth, and she was slightly hung over.

“There is nothing good about this morning, Emily. I went to the safe to get the register money, and I found it open. If anyone had tried to rob up last night, they would’ve found it the same way, and they would’ve had all of our cash and checks for the last four days since today is when you make the deposit.” His voice was gruff and condescending as he stood in front of her.

As much as she’d like to think this was her plan, it was the farthest thing from the truth. That would’ve been going way overboard. The safe was the most important thing in her job. All of the records, money and anything of tangible value were locked up in the safe. She was sure that it was cause for immediate dismissal. Beth was waiting for her last night, so she hurried so they could get some drinks. It was payday. She must have rushed too much. “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again,” she tried to explain.

“We’ll discuss it after we close tonight. I’m too troubled by it to deal with it rationally.” He grabbed the cash drawer and left her.

She was nervous all day, and she tried to avoid Eric, hoping that he’d cool down before they closed. She gave up on her plan, that would be foolhardy now, and it paled in comparison to this. The day seemed to drag as if she was being punished. It was difficult when she took over for Eric for his lunch. She couldn’t look into his eyes.

Finally, it was time to close the store. She heard Eric lock the front door, and he closed out the register. She waited impatiently. She was afraid she’d be fired. That would be devastating.

Eric loved that she looked so forlorn during the day. She refused to look him in the eyes. This was working better than anything he could’ve planned. He was ready to see how Emily would react. He walked into the office and handed her the cash drawer. She put it into the safe then locked it securely. She checked the handle a second time to be sure.

She turned to him as he stood over her. “I’m sorry for not locking the safe last night. I know better, and it’ll never happen again if you give me another chance.”

“I don’t know if I can do that, Emily. You’ve lost my trust. The safe is the most important thing in your job, and you jeopardized the company’s survival with your carelessness. There is only one clear choice in this matter.”

“Please, don’t fire me, Eric. I’m a good worker, and that was my first mistake, and it’ll be my last. I need this job to survive,” she begged.

“I can’t let this go without some kind of punishment, Emily. You need to be reminded of the consequences of your actions. If I let you off without any punishment, it only reinforces that you can do this again without any penalties. That would be unacceptable.” He let her digest what he said.

“You can punish me, just don’t fire me. I’m sure you can find a suitable punishment.”

“That would be an alternative. I’ve grown accustomed to your work, and you have performed admirably prior to this, but would you accept any punishment that I’d dish out?” He struggled to keep his cock from getting too hard.

“Yes, I leave the decision to you and I’ll abide by whatever you decide.” Could he be thinking the same thing I am? Is he smarter than me and he planned this? She waited for his decision.

“As long as you will abide by my decision, but the punishment must be harsh enough for you to learn your lesson. The only thing I can think of is a physical punishment. Since you are a female, I think a spanking would be appropriate, yet it would leave no lasting marks. But it would be a constant reminder of the consequences of any future indiscretions.”

She tried to hide her pleasure, but she couldn’t stop her thighs from clenching tight and the spreading wetness between her legs. She tried to sound contrite. “Yes, putting me over your lap and spanking me like a naughty child would be embarrassing and painful. I’m sure your hand is powerful, and it would sting like hell.” She wanted to make sure he knew how to do it to her liking.

“Yes, that would be an acceptable punishment.” He went to the back of the office and grabbed one of the old wooden chairs that were around a small table he used for a meeting table when he had buyers in the store. He placed it in the middle of the office and sat down on it. He hoped she didn’t notice his erection, but she’d feel it soon enough. “Lay over my lap. I’ll help you get into position.”

He held out his hands for her as she stood up. She noticed his large hands, but she also noticed the bulge in his pants. He was as excited as she was. His hand went to her waist, and she struggled to bend over his lap without plopping her hands on his crotch. He guided her gently onto his lap, and he squirmed as she settled down on his erection. She could feel it move beneath her. She struggled to get comfortable, but it was all to make sure that his cock rubbed against her pussy. If she was going to get spanked, she wanted to make sure that she had a chance to get pleasure out of it, if that was possible. She didn’t know how the combination of pain and pleasure would mix in her body. Would one overpower the other or enhance it?

Her head hung down, and she could feel the blood rush to her head. Her hair dragged on the floor. His hand was on her back, but it moved slowly down and stopped when it got to her waist. His cock jerked once again. She was surprised, although she was expecting it, but not so soon and hard. He spanked her, and she was correct, he did it hard. It stung, and she cried out, not faking it, but she cried out in actual pain. She felt his cock beneath her go into spasms of pleasure against her. She felt the pain, but his cock felt pure pleasure. The hand that spanked her didn’t leave her buttocks. It rested on it but not completely. It moved subtly over her buttock.

He loved the way her buttocks contracted from the blow. He raised his hand up once again and watched it as it came crashing down on her other buttock. He was rewarded with another cry from her lips, and her body jerked and so did his cock. She rubbed salaciously against his cock with each blow, just as he expected. “Your skirt is taking too much of the blow of my hand. I’m going to push it up to your waist. I want to feel the heat of my blows on your buttocks.” He didn’t ask her permission, but he demanded her surrender. She moved, so he could pull the short skirt beneath her body as well as the back of her skirt that covered her buttocks. He wanted less material between his cock and her pussy, also.

Emily could’ve been bold and wore a thong that day, but for some reason, she wore panties, although they were brief. She felt her skirt rise up and the cool air of the night blow on her almost naked ass. She was surprised when he yanked the skirt out of the way of his cock. She could feel his cock much more now. It was big and active, the slightest movement by her made it dance in pleasure beneath her. His hand returned to her buttocks, but this time, there was less in the way. She could feel his hand touch naked flesh, and the rest of her buttocks had little in the way of protection. He didn’t spank her yet as his hand explored her casually. Her pussy grew wetter.

He spanked her once again, this time his hand met a lot of naked skin. He could see the skin turn pink beneath his hand, and he felt the heat. He took care of the other buttock so it wouldn’t feel neglected. His hand ran all over her buttocks with immunity, alternating his caress with harsh spanks on her buttocks. She no longer cried out, but he knew it wasn’t because it didn’t hurt. Each time he struck her, she moved beneath him to rub his cock with such familiarity, although it wasn’t on purpose. She was responding to the painful spanks, but he didn’t care. All he felt was the way her pussy rubbed on his growing erection.

His rough pants rubbed against her almost naked pussy, but even when it touched her naked flesh, it only enhanced the blows to her buttocks. Eric increased the spanking of her buttocks to force her to move more energetically. His cock danced in pure excitement to her masturbating pussy.

Eric was in heaven, her squirming on his cock brought him such pleasure and so did the spanking. He wouldn’t have believed that he could get such excitement from punishing a woman, but he did. He loved the power he had over her as she lay obediently on his lap and rubbed his cock with her pussy as if she was his sex slave.

She didn’t know how long he would spank her or how it would end. She struggled not to grow too excited from his cock rubbing her pussy, but she feared cumming and having to explain why she did. They both tried to ignore the obvious. Her buttocks burned, but with his rubbing, the pain went between her legs to enhance the excitement she felt. She still didn’t understand how submitting to being spanked and rubbed erotically by his cock was exciting and not degrading.

Eric must’ve spanked her two dozen times before he stopped. Not because he didn’t want to do it any longer. He stopped because he tried to hide what had happened. He couldn’t stop it once it started. His body grew taut, and then, it happened. He came, unable to stop it. He was sure that she noticed it because even though he’d stopped spanking her, she continued to rub her pussy on his cock. It drove more cum to shoot out. He could smell his cum although it might be a figment of his shameful imagination.

She never expected this, but Eric couldn’t control himself. She was sure that he was cumming, so she did the only thing she could. She encouraged it by rubbing his cock. She wanted to please him. It took him a couple of minutes before he finished.

He helped her off his lap, but he didn’t get up. “Go home now, Emily. You took your punishment well, but let this be a warning that any other bad behavior will result in this happening again.” He knew it would happen again.

“Thank you, Eric.” It was strange that she was thanking him for her masturbating his cock with her pussy while he beat her half-naked ass with his hand. It should’ve been the other way around. She left and hurried home. She needed to masturbate and get her own pleasure. She was too aroused.





Chapter 4: Little Excuses, Big Punishment

Over the next two weeks, Emily saw a difference in Eric. He looked at her differently, but he also found little faults in her work, some of them miniscule. She knew where this was going, and she couldn’t deny that she wanted it to go to the same place. She sounded remorseful each time he brought up these indiscretions as though she couldn’t help it. “I’ll do better,” she promised.

It was pure chance that it happened this day. She wore jeans to work since she was going to clean her office. When he came back from lunch, he told her.

“Wait for me until I close up tonight. We have to discuss some of your problems with your work.”

She knew the meaning of that, and she was aroused all afternoon. After the last spanking when he came but he left her wanting and forcing her to go home and masturbate, she hoped that she might get something out of this. She hadn’t been with a man since she gave up her virginity to Austin. It wasn’t that she didn’t have opportunities. It was she didn’t find what she was looking for, although she couldn’t define what that was.

Eric would have blue balls by the time the end of the day came. He was hard all afternoon and couldn’t put out the image of Emily over his lap and her ass thrust up as he punished her out of his mind. Finally, it was time to close, and he hurriedly got his cash drawer closed and went to the back after he secured the front door. He had to contain the smile on his face as he walked back. By the time he opened the door, his face had conveyed a stern and concerned look. He handed her the cash drawer, and she put it in the safe, being very careful to lock it.

She beat him to the punch, not wanting him to have to fumble around with reasons for what they both obviously wanted. “I’m sorry that I’ve made so many mistakes after promising to do better. The only excuse I can give is that they were minor problems, but not that it makes a difference. I can only hope that you wouldn’t fire me and you’ll find another way for me to make amends.”

“Yes, you didn’t make any major problems, and overall, I’m happy with your work, but the minor problems are a nuisance. The cause and correction must be dealt with. I think a spanking last time brought about a good correction of your last problem, and I will do that again to further strengthen the lesson for you to learn.” It sounded like such a noble task that he’d perform.

“I leave it up in your hands, Eric. I will accept whatever you demand of me.” She couldn’t say it plainer than that.

Eric didn’t answer as he got the same chair as last time and put it in the center of the room. “It seems that you are wearing jeans today, which are rather thick and they’d be difficult to take them off once you are over my lap. So come closer, and I’ll take them off before I lay you over my lap for your punishment spanking.” The thought of stripping them off her made it more exciting.

Emily grew more excited that Eric’s hands would be on her body as he stripped the jeans from her. She hoped that her panties would be next. She wanted to be laid over his lap naked. She took off her shoes first. She moved next to him and looked down at his hands.

His hand touched her waist gently as if he thought it might provoke a negative response, but she stood there willingly. He began to open her belt, and then, he worked on the button at the top. His knuckles slipped under her top, so he could feel naked flesh. He gripped the top of her jeans with one hand, and the other hand grabbed the top of her zipper. His face was level with her crotch as he sat in the chair, so her light blue panties were slowly revealed as he pulled the zipper down. They were brief.

“Hold still while I take them down. I’m sure it’ll be difficult. Jeans are always worn tight.”

He began to strip them off her. He was good at it and they slid down remarkably easy with little problem. She hoped that he might accidentally pull her panties down with the jeans, but he was careful. It didn’t take long before he had them at her ankles.

“Lift one leg at a time, so I can slip them off your ankles. I wouldn’t want you to trip.” He gazed at her panty-covered pussy when he pulled her jeans from her ankles. She had to lift each leg, so her legs spread slightly each time she did. He didn’t fail to notice the damp spot on her panties. His obvious erection wasn’t the only telltale sign of both of their arousals. He decided to push his luck further than he planned to do this time. He put her jeans on the desk as she stood there in her panties.

“Over my lap now, Emily, so we may begin.”

This time, his hand reached out for her, but it didn’t touch her back. It rested on one of her half-naked buttocks as she bent over him. She felt her panties pull tightly over her buttocks as she was put into position. She didn’t know if he was so meticulous with the position he wanted her in or he just wanted to fondle her buttocks. His hand moved casually over her buttocks, and many times, he found naked flesh to touch. It sent shivers of pleasure racing through her body. He also moved her around on his cock, not only for comfort, but also for the pleasure of her pussy masturbating it as she did once before and made him cum. She could feel his cock pounding in excitement beneath her, only fueling the wetness between her legs.

Her full buttocks were posed provocatively in front of him, perched up high in complete submission, but it was her pussy that rubbed against his cock with just the slightest movement of Emily that he sought. His hand ran over her buttocks, finding her crack slightly parted by the sharp bend in her body. Without spanking her, he made her move violently. All he had to do was run his index finger along her slightly parted crack. He could feel the spasms in her anus as his finger passed over it.

When he touched her inappropriately on her anus, not only her anus fluttered, but her heart also did. She never expected to feel anything like that when she was touched in such a place. But her thoughts were brought back to reality by the familiar sting of his hand on her buttocks. His large open hand ignited the stinging pain on her buttock, but he didn’t pause. He alternated between both cheeks until she could feel the heat in them. The stinging intensified as he continued to blister her buttocks with powerful blows. He hit her harder this time as though he wanted to punish her. She couldn’t stay still as her lower body moved urgently to try to sooth the pain of the spanking. It was all pleasure for him as his cock jumped and jerked excitedly against her pussy. She couldn’t stay still as he spanked her hard. She finally got relief when he stopped spanking her, but his hand never stopped moving over her buttocks. He explored it intimately.

He could feel where his hand had heated the flesh. Her buttocks clenched uncontrollably from his touch as though they were confused, unable to differentiate from a spanking or a caress. He wanted more. “There is still too much in the way of your punishment. Hold still while I remove your panties.”

She almost creamed in her panties when he said that. He held her tight as if she would try to escape, but that was the farthest thing from her mind. His fingers dove beneath the waistband of her panties and lifted them away from her buttocks. Is he peeking before he stripped them off? He began to ease them over her full buttocks and slowly down. She could feel her panties run over her flesh as he gently stripped her naked. He slid them down, and she felt them catch between her legs, her wetness made them stick to her flesh. She parted her legs slightly in hopes of aiding him. The panties slowly pulled from her crotch as he eased them down to her ankles. She felt his gaze on her naked buttocks, and she couldn’t stop the heated flush of shame that ran over her body. It was as if she was the naughty girl being punished. They were finally gone, and the only thing that was between her naked pussy and his cock was his pants and shorts.

She lay still as he took in the sight of her naked buttocks in all their glory, but he didn’t want to give her too much respite. His cock was throbbing for release. The first blow caught her fully on her right cheek. He hit hard, and he was rewarded when she jerked to get away only to greet his cock and send a tremor of lust through his body.

It stung worse now, but after he struck her the first time on her naked flesh, she urged her buttocks up into the air for the next blow. It hurt, but there was something else that ran through her body as she lay half naked over his throbbing cock. He spanked her again, and she rubbed his cock in return. His spanks weren’t rhythmic, she never knew where or when he’d strike again and that only made her more aroused. The heat in her buttocks continued to build up but so did the wet spot, for she surely stained his pants with her juices. He had her moving vigorously back and forth on his cock. It might feel good for him, but his jeans were scraping the skin off her flesh. “Stop, please stop,” she begged.

Eric stopped, but his hand ran over her buttocks. “I’m not finished yet,” he exclaimed.

“Your jeans are too rough. It’s like sandpaper on my flesh. You must stop,” she begged.

“Not until you’re sufficiently chastised, but I’ll resolve your problem. Stand up for a minute.” She did, but her back was to him. “Face me,” he wanted to gaze at her pussy.

She didn’t know why it was shameful for him to see her naked pussy, but it was. He stood up, and then, he took off his jeans. She saw the wet spot her juices had left on them, but when his shorts were revealed, his same wet spot soiled his shorts. Her rubbing had inspired that. He kicked off his pants. “Take off your shorts, too.” It was bold, but she wanted to feel his naked cock on her pussy, especially when he came. She’d make sure he did.

He slipped off his shorts as his cock bounced in front of him, glad to be free of the confines of his pants and shorts. He sat back down with his cock jutting up in his lap. “Back down so I can go back to spanking you.” His hand guided her down while his other hand smoothed his cock down until he got it in the right position for her to lie over it. She did the same thing, and his cock slipped over her pussy lips. That felt much better, skin to skin.

She might have got his naked cock snuggled against her naked pussy, but Eric was still determined to spank her. He moved so that her ass rose up higher and that forced her thighs to part slightly. He began to spank her, not only was her buttocks spanked, but also his hand found her soft inner thighs to pummel. Her panties that dangled from her ankles fell off as she kicked her legs. That allowed her to twist and wiggle easier, and her buttocks were soon rising up and down so she could move her pussy lips back and forth over his throbbing cock. His blows continued to make her squirm and twist on his cock. Her legs began to open, not sure if it was a natural reaction or she was giving him more targets to strike.

He finally stopped spanking her, but he wouldn’t last much longer. He needed his relief. His hands went to her buttocks, but he became more daring. He peeled her cheeks apart and revealed her tiny anus. He’d never seen such a fragile hole before in all its glory. Her buttocks struggled to defy him and clench closed, but he won by superior strength. “Don’t fight me,” he ordered her. With one hand keeping her crack open and vulnerable, his other hand slid up and down her crack. He stopped the first time on her anus, and she gasped loudly from his rude touch, but he couldn’t pull his finger away from the pulsating hole. As he ran his fingers around her tight anal ring, she squirmed forcefully as if she could escape his touch. He got the same response out of her without spanking her. All he had to do was rub her anus, and she rode his cock with her pussy.

It was strange as his finger pushed against her anus. She should protest loudly, but she barely whimpered as she submitted to the offensive probing. It was shameful and humiliating, but it also aroused her at the same time. She was forced over his lap, naked and spread and unable to stop his hands from exploring her in the darkest details. She rubbed his cock furiously, but it wasn’t the finger on her anus that made her do it. She was highly aroused, and this time, she wanted to cum with him. She knew she’d be bathed by his cum when he did, so she might as well get her own pleasure.

He knew it would be soon as when her legs were spread wide enough that his hand could find its way between them, but after stroking her pussy from behind, he took another tact. Using three fingers together, he began to spank her pussy from behind. The sound of tap-tap against her pussy rang out in the room, but the sound changed as his fingers grew wetter. She took broad strokes back and forth over his cock when she rode him.

It was perverse as they both came like schoolkids experimenting with sex. They rubbed each other energetically, driven by their overly aroused bodies. Eric found pleasure in spanking her, and Emily found the same at being subjected to a bare-bottom spanking. Emily came first, unable to control it while her pussy was spanked and his other hand had a finger that threatened to breach her anus unless she ended this. She exploded on him, her ass humping him like a dog in heat, but it drew a response from him.

Eric couldn’t have stopped from cumming if he tried. He never had a pussy ride his cock like this before. Her wet flesh rubbed everywhere along his cock, from the head all the way down the shaft. When she came, it only made it slippery for his cock to slide on her pussy. He added his own lubrication, liberally releasing his pent-up cum to blanket her with his jets of cum. Neither one could stop, both of them emptied their cum on each other until they were blanketed, sticking between their sweat-drenched bodies as they continued to ride the crest of their orgasm. The smell of cum was prevalent in the room.

It took a while before their orgasms subsided. Then, there was the awkward silence between them and the mess that they’d left. Eric had to get her up first, but Emily turned red as she grabbed her panties and jeans and ran to the restroom, cum dripping from her body as she did. She heard Eric do the same as he raced to the men’s room.

It was a long time before they both cleaned up and finally left the privacy of the individual restrooms. There was more awkward silence before Emily finally had to say it.

“I enjoyed both times, Eric, more than I care to admit, but there will be no more. You’re my employer, and I’m your employee. There can be nothing sexual between us if we are to continue working together.” Her heart raced and hoped that she didn’t disappoint him or make him angry by her denial of anything in the future. She needed this job.

“You’re right, and I whole heartily agree. We have a wide age difference, and the employer-employee relationship has to be reestablished. I too enjoyed the time we had together. It was an experience I never expected to have, so I’m thankful for that. I’m sure that you’ll catch me looking at you strangely at times and remembering this, but I won’t be able to put it out of my head if I tried.”

“I can live with that. I’ll see you tomorrow, Eric.” She walked out of the room and went home. She’d never tell Beth about this. Beth might be more experienced, but Emily suspected that she’ll catch up and exceed her in no time.





Chapter 5: Bound Girl Sex

Beth was starting to see one man regularly, Chase. Emily liked him, at least for Beth, although Emily would never date a man like him. He was twenty-eight, but he didn’t act it. He was good looking and knew it, but he acted as if he was still in college. He drank too much, too many drugs, and he was always partying. He had a fairly good job at Green Mountain Institute in their computer department, although Emily didn’t know exactly what he did, but it was something to do with the software.

Emily talked to Beth about her job but nothing about Eric and the spanking. That was her secret. Beth met lots of men showing houses, and Emily wasn’t surprised that she had sex with a lot of them—older men, rich men. That was up to her to decide, but Emily wouldn’t do it. At least that is what she told herself, but letting Eric spank her was close. But, Emily put a stop to that.

Chase was out of town for a week, so Emily and Beth went out drinking by themselves. They didn’t go to Pulse. It was too much of a meat market, and they wanted something more laid back that night. They went to a small club that had a singer and sat in a booth to drink and talk like best friends instead of letting men hit on them. A few tried, but they politely declined the offers. This was girls’ only night.

“I haven’t seen you go home with any other man since what’s his name?”

“Austin. No. No one else intrigued me enough.” Emily didn’t mention cumming for Eric at work.

“How about any women?” Beth could see that it shocked her. She liked to do that to her.

“No, why would you say that?”

“There’s nothing wrong with another woman, Emily. They are much better lovers as they know your body as well as their own.”

Emily felt a slight blush on her face when she remembered when they were younger. What young woman didn’t mess around a bit, a little kiss, maybe more? She and Beth had played around the fringes before, but Emily had put it out of her head. Is there something that Beth wasn’t telling me? “That might be true, but I don’t know if I could do something like that. Have you?” They both had four drinks already, so they had buzzes that loosened their tongues.

“Of course. I had this one customer that looked at a house with her husband. She spent a lot of time looking although her husband didn’t seem at all interested. I wrote that one off until the next day I got a call from her. She wanted to see the house again. I jumped at the chance of a serious buyer, especially for this particular house. It was almost empty, for the owners bought a new house and moved into it with the expectations that their old house would close escrow. It didn’t. The appraisal didn’t come through with the right number. The appraisal was correct for the house was overpriced. But, even now, with the house back on the market, the seller didn’t reduce the price. They got one bite on it for their price, and they were sure it was only a matter of time before they got another one.”

“Who is she?”

“I can’t tell you everything since she’s married, but she’s thirty-eight and very attractive. So I met her at the house around four the next day. She looked great and smelled great. Her husband wasn’t with her. I thought maybe she ran the finances, so I showed her around once again. We went through the whole house, but then, she wanted to see the master bedroom once again. It had a big four-poster bed in the center of it, yet it still had a lot of room in it. I should’ve suspected something, but I guess I was naïve when she said to lock the front door as it was getting dark and we’d be upstairs. She didn’t want any strange people walking in.”

“That didn’t sound very strange. I wouldn’t have thought it was unusual.” But, Emily could see where this was going.

“When we got upstairs, the atmosphere changed. She was more interested in me than the master suite. I couldn’t deny that there was a mutual attraction and she acted experienced. I saw no reason not to deny her. I won’t go into a lot of details, but that day, a woman made love to me in ways that I never experienced, not even with a man. She opened up my eyes to the forbidden.”

“I don’t think I could do that.” The thought of another woman didn’t turn her off, but it wasn’t something that she thought about. She had limited experience with men, not needing a further complication with women at the same time.

“That’s what I thought too when it first started, but she had a large purse, and she brought her toys with her. I never felt a pair of handcuffs before that day, but I have since with men, too. That is what you call pure submission, forced submission.”

Emily’s eyes almost bugged out of her head when she heard handcuffs. “She put handcuffs on you!”

“Yep. I couldn’t do anything but what she told me to do. I think I almost came when she put the handcuffs on me for the first time. It was overpowering.” Beth got wet at the thought of it.

Emily couldn’t really object to such a thing when she was stripped naked and bent over Eric’s lap and spanked like a child. And masturbated while he did it. That sounded much worse. “To each their own.”

That was the end of that conversation. They drank for another hour and had some appetizers, but it was more booze than anything else. The more they drank, the more men tried to hit on them as if all they did was count the drinks each woman had and hit on the ones that drank the most and hoped they were vulnerable.

“Let’s go,” Beth finally said.

“Okay.” Emily had a good buzz on now. They had a bottle of wine at home they could drink.

It was only a short walk home. They both flopped down in the living room and kicked off their shoes. Their coats were piled on the table in haste to get comfortable.

“I guess I have to get the wine,” Beth said.

“I owe you one,” Emily told her. Her eyes felt like they would close. She was drunker than she thought. It was good that they came home when they did.

“Yes, you will, and I’m going to collect.” Beth wasn’t that drunk. She tended to hold her liquor better than Emily. She looked at Emily with her long legs stretched out in front of her, her short skirt hid little as Emily’s body was casually thrown across the couch and the coffee table. She wore a long-sleeve pullover that highlighted her naked breasts beneath it. She looked good. She poured them both a glass of wine and brought it into the living room. She put Emily’s down next to her on the end table and put hers across from Emily, but Beth didn’t sit back down. Emily didn’t move or attempt to take a sip of the wine. Beth moved back behind her but not before she took the cloth strap off her coat that was on the table.

“That feels good,” Emily purred when Beth went behind her and started to rub her neck. Her head was floating, and Beth made her more relaxed. Her body failed to respond as if she had no control over her muscles. She shouldn’t have drunk so much, but at least she was home. Beth’s hands moved to her shoulders, and Emily’s body went anywhere that Beth moved her to. Beth pushed her forward so she could get to her back, so she didn’t mind. My body crumbled forward, the massage made my muscles turn to jelly or is that my mind on too much booze?

This was almost too easy, so Beth pushed it further. She’d see how receptive Emily was. She leaned further over the couch so she could grab one of Emily’s hands. She pulled it back until it was behind her. It was limp as Beth moved it. She reached over and did the same with the other. She had both limp arms behind her. Beth moved quickly to get on the couch with her. She pushed on Emily’s neck to bow her over. “Relax, Emily. I’ll take care of you.”

She was bent forward, but her body was relaxed, so it didn’t bother her. Beth was next to her. Her hands were behind her, but she didn’t know why or care. Something touched her wrists, and she was confused. She tried to look up at Beth, but she could barely get her head up. She looked back, and that is when she realized it. There was a tie around her wrists, and they were secured together behind her back. She was puzzled as she tried to pull her wrists apart. They were bound tightly. She couldn’t move them. “Whattt…”

“Sssshhh, relax, Emily.” She twisted Emily around, so she was lying on the couch on her back. She pulled her wrists to one side, so she wouldn’t lie on them or have them crushed beneath her. Her eyes were open now, more awake. Beth leaned in close to her and then kissed her. Emily didn’t fight the kiss as Beth’s tongue began to probe her mouth, but it was Beth’s other hand that slid down and found one of her breasts. Without a bra, it was easy to find her nipple. In spite of the liquor she drank, a pinch was all that was needed to make it turn hard. Then, her hand grabbed her breast and clenched on the firm flesh. “You have such nice breasts, Emily.” She pinched her nipple again, this time harder. Emily moaned, but her back arched. “Big hard nipples, Emily.” She squeezed and twisted this time to get another moan out of her. She broke the kiss, for she wanted to pay more attention to her breasts. First, she had to get the top out of the way.

Emily was confused as to why Beth tied her up, but once she started to fondle her, she realized how helpless she was. What else would she do to me? Her thoughts went back to Beth’s story about how she was handcuffed and ravished by the woman. Is this what she was going to do to me? That should’ve scared her, but she knew Beth for five years now. She trusted her and being partly drunk didn’t hurt. Could I do this? She didn’t say a word as her top was pulled up to reveal her naked breasts. Beth looked at her and then her breasts. Emily said nothing in protest. Beth’s hands began to fondle both of her breasts. She couldn’t deny that it felt good, especially when she pinched her nipples. She did it hard, but, strangely, that didn’t bother her.

Beth saw the look of surrender in her eyes, so she continued. She leaned over, and her mouth engulfed one of her nipples. Emily said nothing when she’d pinched too hard, so she began to clench her teeth around one nipple and grind them back and forth as she sucked them into her mouth. Another moan escaped from Emily’s mouth, but she didn’t fight it. Beth began to work over both of her breasts with her mouth. She bit harder but got no negative response from Emily.

Emily never knew she would get the same feelings if it were a man or a woman that lavished attention on her breasts. She liked when a man did it, and Beth did it with the same attention to detail. She also found out that she liked it when it was a bit harsh. She wouldn’t admit to painful, but she’d found that out with Eric. He’d spanked her and hard, yet he made her cum while doing it. That was a profound realization she found out about herself. She struggled against the tie that bound her wrists but not to get away. She wanted to feel the helplessness of her situation.

Beth looked at her handiwork. Both of Emily’s breasts were wet with her spit. Her nipples were hard and deep red. There were angry bites around her areolas where Beth had gone too far. Her hands slid down over Emily’s belly and down her thighs. She got to the bottom of her skirt and pulled it up with a flourish to expose her panties. It was obvious from the wet spot that this aroused Emily. She saw how aroused soon enough. “I’m going to slip those panties off, Emily. You don’t need them.” Emily complied when she put her legs together so Beth could slip them off.

Suddenly, Emily found herself basically naked in front of Beth. It surprised her that it didn’t make her nervous. Beth got up and got between her legs. Emily helped her by spreading them obediently. Her ankles were grabbed and her legs spread wide and up. Emily’s pussy opened up rudely. She could see Beth lick her lips in anticipation. Emily had no problem with Beth licking her. She wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between a man or a woman. Their tongues were the same.

Beth found out that day a long time ago that she enjoyed licking a woman as much as she liked being licked. She hoped that Emily had the same inclination because, soon, she’d be brought to the task, and bound she’d have little choice but to obey. Beth started by kissing her thighs, and then, she worked her way up to Emily’s pussy. Her fingers already spread her wide, so Emily’s pink, wet pussy glistened in the light. Her tongue went to work immediately and began to lap up the abundant juices.

“Oh, yeeeesss,” Emily moaned loudly when the tongue went to work on her to induce more of her juices to flow freely. Beth’s fingers stroked her pussy as she kept her spread open. It felt so good, especially when her tongue probed her pussy like a tiny cock that tried to enter her. When her tongue moved up and her fingers pressed on her clit to make it stick out so profoundly, she was afraid she’d cum instantly. Beth must have sensed it also because she only did it for a minute.

“Get on your knees and get that ass up in the air.”

It wasn’t that she had much chance to do anything but obey. Beth pushed her over as Emily crawled higher up on the couch and stuck her ass submissively in the air. A slap on her buttocks was meant to inspire her to do it faster, but Beth didn’t know of her love of being spanked as she relished the pain. But, Emily spread her legs wide as she pushed back with her ass, so she opened up from ass hole to pussy. Fingers pressed her crack open even wider. Emily was shocked when she felt a tongue run up her crack, not a finger. It stopped on her anus and fluttered back and forth to send her anal muscles into spasms as the spit hit the cool air. Emily thought a finger was disconcerting, but a tongue in such a place was more disturbing. The tip of her tongue was like a finger that tried to probe her there. Emily didn’t know why she kept licking her there, but she finally stopped and pulled away. Beth stood up and took off her clothes until she was completely naked. Emily saw her naked before but not like this. She was looking at her sexually.

“On your knees, Emily. It’s time to lick your Mistress.” She was going to dominate her now. She’d get her pleasure first, and if Emily is good at it, Beth will reciprocate.

She’d never go to her knees for a man and take his cock into her mouth. She didn’t know if this was much different. But, at least Beth wouldn’t choke her or shoot profusely in her mouth. She’d tasted her own juices, and it wasn’t thick and unpleasant like a man’s cum. She kneeled in front of Beth. Beth stood there naked, her legs spread wide, her pussy opened up and wet. Beth grabbed Emily’s head just as a man would do and pulled her close. Emily took a deep breath just in the nick of time. Her face was pushed into a wet pussy, Emily grateful that Beth was shorn so she wouldn’t have to deal with a bush and choking on errant hairs. Her tongue docilely began to lick. Beth’s juices were much more profuse than what she’d licked off her fingers, but that didn’t deter her. As soon as she heard the moan from Beth and felt the way she grabbed her head tighter, she knew she was doing a good job.

“Oh, yes, lick my cunt,” Beth yelled out as she grabbed Emily’s head and began to move it up and down to make sure that her tongue touched every inch of her pussy.

Emily grinned when she did it. She bit lightly on Beth’s pussy lips just as Beth had bit her nipples. Beth cried out, but she didn’t try to stop her from doing it again. Emily began to lick, bite and chew on her pussy.

“Yeah, do that, Emily. Bite my cunt and make me cum on your face.” Beth was going to cum first because she knew she’d do it more than once. She’d worked over Emily next.

It was a new experience to see up close and personal a woman have an orgasm. Emily not only saw it, but she tasted it. She licked up all the juices that flowed from Beth’s pussy as Beth held her head and shook it for the maximum pleasure. She was surprised that a woman was so profuse, but she never had to lick it all up before. It overpowered her taste buds.

As soon as Beth finished cumming, she turned around and grabbed Emily’s head from behind and pulled her against Beth’s ass. She heard the strangled gurgle from Emily’s mouth, but she could do nothing. “Lick my ass hole or else,” she threatened her. She didn’t know what the ‘or else’ was, but it wasn’t needed. A wet tongue lavished its attention on her anus. Beth could hear Emily’s tortured breathing as Beth held her against her to make sure she didn’t escape. She wanted to teach her ultimate submission while bound, unable to do anything but what was demanded of her.

Finally, Emily could breathe again. She sucked in precious air. That was distasteful, licking her ass hole, but she had no choice. She was bound and she reminded herself once again to that fact. Beth got her pleasure and now Emily hoped for the same. Beth surprised her. She didn’t lick her and make her cum, at least not yet. She worked over Emily’s body first. Her nipples were attacked first. Emily didn’t know where she got them, but for the first time, her nipples were trapped in the bite of clamps. It hurt, but it soon turned to a dull ache as the inanimate clamps secured her nipples in a powerful grip. It was much more intense than having them pinched, and they refused to give up their grip on her crushed nipples.

Then, she went to work on Emily’s pussy, wet and waiting. She spread her legs wide, and then, Emily found them bound with more ties to the chairs on opposite sides. She was bound spread-eagle. Just the sound of her saying it in her head almost made her cum. Fingers went to work on her pussy, and then, they plunged into the drenched hole. She only had one cock inside her, although it was more than once, so she was still tight. Beth must have been with Eric before, because the next thing she did was spank her pussy like he did, but she spanked harder and not just with a few fingers. It was her palm that connected with her pussy, to slap her delicate pussy lips into her hard pelvic bone. Any kind of spankings seemed to inspire Emily, and she came soon after Beth started spanking her pussy.

She was finally unbound, but that wasn’t the end of it. They rolled around on the floor naked, their legs intertwined as they rubbed pussy to pussy, breast to breast. If Emily didn’t move the correct way, Beth inspired her by slapping her buttocks and then a finger moved down her crack to tease at her tightly clenched anus. The finger never entered her, but it never stopped trying. Emily wished it had success, but she still came once again, this time with Beth simultaneously.

When they finished, there was no shame or recrimination. They both enjoyed it, and Emily was sure that they’d do it again. Emily wondered what it would be like to get fucked with a dildo. Should I buy one or does Beth already have one?





Chapter 6: Too Many Drugs

It was a week later that Chase returned from his trip, and Beth continued to go out with him. Emily and Beth never mentioned what happened that night, but they seemed to be drawn closer because of it. Emily still hadn’t found a man that intrigued her, so she often went out with Beth and Chase. She thought she might be a third wheel, but most of the time, they went to clubs, so there were a lot of men that asked her to dance and kept her occupied. It wasn’t like she sat around with them and stared at them.

Emily still didn’t think much of Chase, but Beth liked him, so she never said anything. Chase was also a bad influence on Beth, and he was also becoming the same for Emily. Chase was big into drugs.

It first started off with pot. Beth and Emily had smoked their fair share of pot for many years. It was easy to get, Vermont had lots of open land for growing, and medical marijuana was legal. It wouldn’t be fully legal until 2018.

Chase came up with better drugs. He came up with E a few times when they went dancing, but lately, he had cocaine. That night after they came back from the club, half-drunk already, they sat around the coffee table. Chase brought out his kit, that’s what he called it. Emily knew Chase would have something like this. It was a leather case with a zipper around it. When he opened it, there was a gold tube to use to snort, a gold razor, a gold spoon, a brown glass bottle and a mirror.

Beth got a bottle of wine while Emily watched Chase go to work. He was an expert with it. He used the spoon to scoop some of the coke from the bottle and place it on the mirror. He used the razor to break up the chunks, and then, he drew lines of coke down the mirror, two for each of them. Emily would do two lines, and that was it. Coke gave you a high, and for her, it also made her horny, and without a man around, that was a bad thing. She’d smoke some pot after it. It would counter the high and make her mellower. That and what they drank would make her relaxed.

As soon as they snorted it, they all got hyperactive. Chase was all over Beth, so Emily went into the kitchen to get a rolled joint. She smoked it in there while she heard Beth and Chase snorting two more lines. By the time the joint was half gone, she had gone back into the living room. Beth and Chase had gone into Beth’s bedroom, and the door was closed behind them. Emily stretched out on the couch and smoked the rest of the joint. She felt good now. Her body felt as though it floated and all of her muscles relaxed. This was the feeling she liked. She didn’t even have the strength or the desire to get up and go to bed. It wasn’t long before her eyes began to close.

Chase and Beth were in bed, half naked and caressing each other’s bodies. Chase’s cock was rock hard. They’d already fucked once, but it was as if Chase never went soft. That was what he liked about coke, that and Beth was aroused by it. She couldn’t get enough of him.

“I should check on Emily to make sure she’s okay.”

“I could use another line anyway. I’ll go with you.” He threw on his pants, but he only pulled up the zipper. He’d be out of them soon enough.

Beth saw Emily on the couch, fast asleep. Her breasts were rising and falling erotically. If Chase weren’t there, it would be Emily that Beth would take to bed. But, Chase was here, and he was hard again. They snorted two more lines apiece. She went over to Emily and shook her. “Wake up and go to bed, Emily. You’ll be more comfortable in there.” She didn’t even move. Not even her eyelids fluttered. She was completely out of it. “She’s dead to the world. An earthquake wouldn’t wake her up.” Beth had seen her like this before. Nothing would budge her, only enough time asleep. “Let’s go to my bedroom.”

“Why? She’s not going to wake up. Come over and get on your knees. You’re going to worship my cock with your mouth.” Chase loved these moods.

He was correct about her not waking up, and it was a bit exciting to do it in front of her. Beth went over to Chase and went to her knees. She liked to suck cock, not like Emily. Emily never did, and she said she never would. She opened up Chase’s pants, which were easy and slid them off. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and he didn’t even have any shorts on. His cock jutted out in front of her, bouncing around in her face as if he couldn’t wait.

He waved his cock in her face. “Suck it!” He loved dominating her. He watched as her mouth opened wide and her tongue snuck out. “Lick it.” She obeyed as her pink tongue ran around the head of his cock, lapping up the drops of cum that had leaked out. Then, her mouth opened wide and took in the head of his cock as her tongue continued to run around it. Her lips felt good as they tightened on the shaft to keep it in the powerful embrace of her soft lips. “Suck it,” he ordered her, and she began to draw it deeper into her mouth.

Beth didn’t mind sucking a cock as long as she controlled the depth and speed of the thrusts. She had no intentions of taking a cock down her throat. When Chase put his hands on her head and tried to rock it back and forth, she resisted. He finally gave up, leaving his hands there but not trying to dominate her. She rewarded him by sucking his cock well.

Chase kept looking over at Emily as Beth sucked his cock. He’d never done this in front of another woman, and it excited him far more than he expected. He could see her large breasts rising and falling, knowing they were naked beneath the pullover she wore. Her mouth was partly open as she breathed deeply, pretty pink lips beckoned him. She was sound asleep. Beth checked that. Why not? He pulled his cock out of Beth’s mouth and saw the surprised look on her face. “Over here.” He moved the two steps until he was next to Emily.

Beth didn’t know what he was up to. He didn’t cum, so she wondered why he pulled from her mouth. He looked at Emily, not at her, and then, he moved next to her. She got up from the floor and went next to him. She reached down and gripped his cock. “Let me finish you off,” as she stroked his cock. It jumped in her hand as she gripped it tighter to control it.

“Not yet. Look at her sleeping. Nothing will wake her up. You said that.”

“What are you thinking? We’re not going to disturb her,” Beth protested.

“We won’t disturb her, come on. Lift up her top and reveal her breasts.”

“No,” she protested.

“I said lift her top. Now do it!” He was adamant.

Sometimes Chase got this way, very demanding. She found that she liked being dominated by him at those times. But with Emily, she wasn’t sure. Beth would have to make sure he didn’t do anything to her. At least anything that she’d realize in the morning. She knew it was wrong, but she did it. It was the coke that made her. She was horny, and so was Chase. She slowly pulled up Emily’s top until her breasts were revealed. Chase stroked his cock as he looked at Emily’s naked breasts.

“Grab my cock and rub it on her tits,” he ordered Beth. He still used his demanding voice as it had worked so far.

She gripped his cock, and he bent over so she could get closer to Emily. She began to rub the head of his cock on Emily’s breasts. She used the head of his cock to rub around her areola and then her nipple as it turned hard in spite of her sleeping. The minute the hard nipple ran over the hole in the tip of his cock it leaked out and stained her with his cum. Beth rubbed it into Emily’s flesh. She didn’t even stir. Beth began to rub his cock more on her breasts, sliding the head between her proud twin peaks. She also stroked Chase’s cock in hopes that he’d cum soon before he got too carried away with Emily.

This was so dark and exciting. He had to do more. He couldn’t take his eyes off her pink lips. They were big and full, and the thought of them wrapped around his cock was all he could think of. He had to have her mouth. “Put my cock in her mouth, Beth.” His voice was loud and demanding, but Emily didn’t stir from his booming voice. He needed it to be that loud to get Beth to do what he wanted. It made it more forbidden that Beth would be the one that did it.

“No, I can’t. She’s never taken a cock in her mouth, and she told me she’d never do it.”

Damn, that was a shame. That lovely mouth would go to waste. But, he wasn’t finished. There were still other things he could do. “Okay, but rub my cock on her lips. She won’t know that. Do it!”

It wouldn’t hurt to do that. Beth would make sure that his cock never went inside Emily’s mouth. She’d keep good control of it all while pleasing Chase. She pulled his cock up to Emily’s face, dragging Chase with it. She put the head of his cock poised over her mouth. He should be able to feel her hot breath blow on it. Her lips were parted slightly, and her breathing was heavy. It worked, his cock struggled to get out of her grip, but she didn’t let it go.

That was so good when her hot breath blew on it. “Touch it to her lips, now.” He had to feel those lips on his cock.

The minute she touched his cock to Emily’s lips he leaked out a couple of drops. They stained Emily’s lips, but it was too soon to wipe it off. There was no way Beth could keep him from leaking more on her lips, so she might as well wait until he was finished. She kept his cock moving on her lips, encircling them as if she might push it through her parted lips.

Her lips were so soft and silky on his cock. If only her lips would tightly grip his cock, and he could feed her inch after inch of his magnificent cock. He couldn’t stop cum that leaked out, and Beth’s hand moving on the shaft only made it worse. He watched as her lips were forced to open wider as Beth pushed them aside with the head of his cock. “Yeah, keep that up.” He moaned in such pleasure.

As long as she could control it, Beth was okay with this. She saw how much Chase liked this. It was dark and degrading, but that was what they both liked when they had this much coke. More cum leaked out, and soon, Emily’s lips glistened with the drying cum.

“Turn my cock sideways, and run it along her lips from side to side. Push it slightly inside, so I can feel her soft lips wrapped around it.”

He leaned over more, and Beth laid his cock on her mouth from side to side. She made sure the head of his cock never entered her mouth, but her lips curled around the ridge on the head and the shaft of his cock as though she accepted it. Chase began to move his hips, slowly at first as Beth pushed it down, so it stayed on her lips. More cum leaked out, but it fell on her cheek now to stain it with some drops. His cock rode back and forth over her lips.

His cock was masturbated on her lips. It was so good. Beth made sure that Emily’s lips encased as much of his cock without putting it completely in her mouth. He’d have to be satisfied with that. He began to slide it back and forth as Beth held it tight. Then, he felt something, but that couldn’t be it. He felt it again. “Stop, don’t move, but keep my cock there,” Chase cried out to Beth.

She didn’t know why he wanted her to stop even though it was almost everything he desired, but she heard the urgency in his voice, so she did. She looked down at his cock, and that is when she saw it. She looked up at Emily’s eyes, but they were clenched tight. When she looked at Emily’s mouth, covered partially by Chase’s cock, she saw something else. It was barely discernable at first, but as soon as she saw it the first time, it became more obvious. Chase must have felt it. It was her pink tongue that slipped out of her lips. She was either very good at faking being asleep, or her subconscious had a different opinion on sucking a man’s cock. Her tongue fluttered over Chase’s cock.

“Move it now but slowly. Look at her tongue. She’s licking my cock. She loves it.” Chase couldn’t get enough of that. His hips began to move, and he was glad that Beth made sure his cock stayed snuggled into the soft embrace of her lips. Her mouth opened wider so her tongue could explore his cock. That was what she was doing. It explored his cock. “She might have told you she never sucked a cock, but that’s a tongue that knows what it’s doing.”

It was strange to see Emily do that. It was as if she had an ear of corn that slid back and forth through her lips, but it was her tongue that licked his cock, and her mouth opened wider as if inviting his cock in deeper. It must be a subconscious thing for Emily, so she couldn’t let Chase stick his cock in her mouth and take that virgin hole, but she wouldn’t stop what was going on. If she wanted to subconsciously suck Chase’s cock, she wouldn’t stop it. Chase wouldn’t let her anyway. She did let the head of his cock slide too far over her mouth, and one time, her pink tongue lapped at the head, and she extracted a few drops of cum into her mouth that Beth wouldn’t be able to get rid of. She hoped that her spit would mix with it and rid the foul taste from her mouth by the time morning came.

“Damn, that’s so good. I have to cum. You have to let me,” he pleaded this time.

“Okay but not in her mouth. I’ll let you shoot on the couch. I can clean that up.”

“Okay, okay,” he answered with such excitement in his voice. It was as if he never came in a woman’s mouth, but this would be so much better. He’d do it, and Emily would never know. Chase was sure that each time he saw Emily in the future and watched her speak he would only be able to imagine her with his cock splitting her lips as he shot out his cum. It’s too bad she wouldn’t remember the pleasure of it.

It didn’t take Chase long, but it wasn’t his fault that he came so fast. It was as if Emily knew that he was ready and her tongue moved more urgently. Chase moved his hips, sliding back and forth more rhythmically to get every ounce of pleasure that he could from this. Beth made sure that she pushed his cock as far into Emily’s lips as she could without his cock spearing inside her mouth. She saw Chase reach down and play with Emily’s nipples, but that didn’t make her stir. More cum leaked out the head of his cock as Chase grew closer to his climax.

“Yes, yes, keep it up, I’m ready.” He struggled not to pull his cock from Beth’s hand and jam it into Emily’s mouth and deep into her throat with one powerful thrust of possession. It would teach her not to tease him with her soft lips and wet tongue.

Beth held his cock so tight when he came. The muscles contracted so powerfully as he spewed out his cum. It shot on the couch. Beth was surprised that he came so profusely and with such power. He’d already cum once with her. It was kind of shameful that her boyfriend found such pleasure with her roommate. But, Chase would have to make it up to her when he was finished. She might like when he is dominating, but she’d require him to service her with his tongue and fingers next.

His cock was like a never-ending fountain that shot out his murky cum onto the couch. He got pleasure when he saw some of his cum on his cock, and it rode over her lips to paint them with his ejaculation. He shot five times, not sure how he could do it. Is it the drugs that drove my lust or is it Emily’s innocent mouth that inspired me? He didn’t care. All he cared about was of emptying his balls of his cum. He hated that he finished, and Beth pulled his cock from Emily’s lips. He did love the sparkle of his cum that stained her lips. He got excited when he saw her pink tongue come out of her mouth and lick her lips and then disappear back inside. She’d tasted his cum.

“Go into the bedroom while I clean this up. But be ready to go between my legs with your mouth and give me the same pleasure that you got. Or else,” she warned him. He left without putting his cock back in his pants. She got a warm washcloth along with the carpet cleaner. She wiped Emily’s mouth and lips the best she could. She was sure that some of Chase’s cum was in her mouth, but it should be mixed enough with her spit to dilute it so she wouldn’t recognize what the taste was. At least she hoped that. She didn’t know how she could explain this. She wiped the cum off the couch and then sprayed the rug cleaner on it and scrubbed it. She could explain that later. Someone must have barfed on it. She could blame Emily for she wouldn’t know the difference. She covered Emily with a blanket and went back into her bedroom to get her pleasure.

The next morning Emily had a hangover. “I must’ve slept restless, I still feel tired,” she told Beth.

“We did have lots to drink and too many drugs. I couldn’t pry you off the couch. Chase was like a sex fiend, he couldn’t get enough sex. He finally left about three hours ago.”

“I wished I got some of that but not Chase,” she added. “He’s not my type,” she added. “I need to get laid though. I keep having strange dreams. I don’t remember them all, just parts of them, very disturbing parts.”

Beth wondered about Emily. She wasn’t Chase’s type, yet her tongue couldn’t get enough of his cock. She had deep, dark secrets hidden inside her. Someone was going to be lucky enough to unleash them.





Chapter 7: Emergency

Emily hadn’t been feeling well since the day before, probably the flu. She felt tired and listless as though her body was drained.

“You’ll be okay,” Beth told her. “The flu is floating around this time of year.” It had gotten cold in the last week, and winter was coming. The winters were always severe in Derby Line. The cold Canadian air blew down with a vengeance. Beth didn’t want her to worry.

It scared Eric when he went into the office. Emily was slumped over her desk. At first, he thought she was sleeping and he was going to yell at her for staying out too late and drinking, but when he shook her arm, she didn’t respond. He turned her head, and he got some relief when he could tell that she was breathing, but her eyes didn’t open. He laid her head carefully back on the desk, afraid of moving her. He called 911.

It was only three minutes before the ambulance pulled up in front of the store. Eric waited for them at the door, leaving Emily as soon as he heard the sirens come closer. “Hurry, she’s in there.”

Brad and Rusty navigated the stretcher through the store and stopped outside the office. They managed to squeeze it through the door, but it took up almost all the available floor in the office. Brad was the lead, so he was already checking up on the woman that was slumped over the desk. Rusty was new, so he was learning the techniques.

The radio crackled as Brad relayed her vitals to the doctor at Green Mountain Institute. Green Mountain served as emergency services in Derby Line until the patient could be stabilized and transferred to the hospital in Newport. They talked back and forth for a minute. “We need to take her to Green Mountain,” he told Rusty. “Give me a hand getting her on the stretcher.”

Eric watched as they worked efficiently to strap her into the stretcher. It took less than a minute before they wheeled her out.

“Can you call her next of kin and inform them where we’re taking her?” Brad wanted to make sure that someone that cared about her would be able to find her.

“She doesn’t have anyone, but I’ll call her roommate and tell her.”

By this time, they had her in the ambulance, and they closed the door. Brad got in, and it drove away.

Rusty looked down at her. His cock was hard. She was beautiful and bound to the stretcher; it excited him. He hadn’t had any women this good-looking since he started work here in Derby Line. He knew the ride to Green Mountain was short, so if he was going to do something, he had to do it now. The door to the front of the ambulance was closed, and Brad was busy driving. He’d have only minutes, but he knew he could finish in time. It wasn’t as though he hadn’t done this before, although not at this job. It was one of the perks of the position. He pulled his pants down and took out his cock.

* * * *

Her vision was cloudy, but the room was bright. She didn’t know where she was as her eyes opened. Her head was confused, but she knew that she wasn’t at work. She lifted her arm, but it wouldn’t move. She tried the other, but she got the same result. Something held them down. She could move her legs, but she looked down, and she was in a bed, a blanket pulled up to her neck. It wasn’t her bedroom, but a sterile white room. She could see tubes that ran down from bags hanging above her. They went beneath the blanket. She was sure they were hooked up to her arm. There was a beeping, and she saw the monitor next to her, counting off her heartbeat. It has to be a hospital, but why am I here? She was about to call out when the door opened up, and a nurse looked in.

“Glad you’re awake, Emily. How are you feeling?” Gretchen checked the monitor.

“Where am I?”

“Green Mountain Institute. What do you remember last?”

“I was at work. I wasn’t feeling good since this morning, flu I suspect.” She felt better, although she was weak. “I think I put my head down for a moment.”

“Your boss found you unconscious and called an ambulance. They brought you here. Let me get Dr. Michael. He’s the one taking care of you. You’re lucky as we don’t get many normal patients here. He’s the Chief of Staff.” Gretchen left her to get the doctor.

“She’s conscious, Dr. Michael. She seems lucid and has her memory. Vitals are weak but improving. I have her on the drip as you requested.”

“Thanks, Gretchen. I’ll see her now.” He walked down the hallway to the private rooms separated from the rest of the institute. They used these rooms for patients from town. Emily was a little bit different, but she’d stay there for now. He walked into her room. This was the first time he saw her in person. She was very attractive, even under these circumstances. “You gave everyone a scare, Emily. How are you feeling? I’m Dr. Michael.” He almost forgot to introduce himself.

“Weak and confused. Why am I tied to the bed?”

“You were quite the unruly patient. You were unconscious when you were brought in, but after about an hour, you became very violent and unruly. We had to restrain you for the safety of our staff.”

“I don’t remember that.”

“No, I expect that it was caused by your illness. Your eyes were open, but they were glazed over as if you didn’t know what was going on. We had to sedate you. That might be why you are feeling a weakness now.”

“What’s wrong with me?”

“I ran numerous tests on you since you were brought in, and I cannot find anything wrong. Do you use drugs?”

She blushed when he asked her that. She’d done coke again two nights ago. That and some more pot, but she always did pot. “Yes.”

“What types of drugs? That might’ve caused your violent outburst.”

“Pot and some coke.”

“Cocaine is a very powerful and addictive drug. Even our legislature recognizes pot as of 2018, but I would suggest you stay away from cocaine.”

“I’ll take that into serious consideration. Can you untie me?” She wasn’t puzzled by the way she felt at being bound.

“Not yet, but soon. I’ll be back to exam you. Relax and get some sleep.”

She didn’t have any choice in the matter as he left her. The nurse came back in the room and gave her a drink but told her she couldn’t eat for a couple of hours because of the medication she was on. She looked up at the tube that dripped into her arm beneath the blanket.

She couldn’t do anything, so she closed her eyes. She was still confused at what happened and why especially when she heard that she was violent. She’d never been violent before. That was disturbing. More disturbing were the dreams she was having. They were dark and degrading. Is it the coke that is giving me them?

She had a new one that just popped into her head as soon as she tried to close her eyes. Although she was unconscious in the ambulance, that is what the dream was about. She was bound just as she was now, but she could feel the ambulance move and heard the drone of the tires on the highway as if it was real. There was a shadow that stood over her, but she couldn’t see who it was. A strange hand touched her cheek and forced her to turn to the side. The hand left her face, but she suddenly struggled to breathe. She couldn’t fill her lungs, and she panicked. It took her a moment to realize that something pinched her nostrils shut, and with her mouth almost closed tight, she didn’t take in any air. Her head began to get dizzy from lack of air. She did the only thing she could do. She opened her mouth wide to suck in precious air to fill her starved lungs. Something slid over her bottom lip. It was so big that she had to open her mouth wider. Her lips were stretched around it to almost completely block her mouth from sucking in air, but then, whatever pinched her nostrils was released. Her nostrils flared as she sucked in precious air through her nostrils once again. Her mouth was filled with something hard, yet it was also soft. It was like flesh. An acrid taste fouled her mouth as if it was filled with something wet that tasted terrible.

That was all she remembered, but then, more of it came back. It must be later because the object that was in her mouth still filled it, but it wasn’t as hard or thick as before, but her mouth still contained it all, but it was wet, covered in something slick and foul tasting. It was as every inch of her mouth was covered in it. The object moved in and out over her lips. It pushed in too deep, and she gagged. “GGLLUGGH!” The gag came from deep in her belly. It was as if the object tried to shove thick fluid down her gullet by sheer force. Then, she remembered nothing else.

It dawned on her that all of her degrading dreams involved her mouth and probably a cock. She had another one a week ago when she dreamed that she had a cock that rubbed over her face. She should’ve clenched her lips tight to prevent it from entering her mouth, but instead, her tongue sought out the cock and licked it as it slid back and forth over her slightly parted lips. It never entered her mouth, but it did rub all over her lips. Not even the distasteful cum that leaked out could stop her tongue from licking it although she found the task degrading and unthinkable. She’d never do that and that’s why the dreams disturbed her.

She soon found sleep overcame her. When she woke up, it was dark outside. She could see that in spite of the drawn blinds. It wouldn’t be long before Dr. Michael would return. She couldn’t deny that he was handsome, but he was older, much older. He had to be in his forties. His brown hair was short and neatly trimmed. He had this infectious smile and gorgeous blue eyes, but it was his hands that drew her attention mostly. They looked like the hands of a surgeon. He had to be over six feet, but his body was slim and muscular. He might not do manual labor, but he worked out somewhere to keep it that way. A doctor would definitely know his way around the female anatomy. She didn’t realize that she’d checked him out so much.

The door opened, and Dr. Michael, in all his glory, walked in. “It’s good you’re awake, Emily. Are you hungry?”

He walked over to her. “No, not sure why.”

“You’re being fed intravenously, but hopefully, your appetite will return by tomorrow. Food is much better than something going in your veins. Food is eroticism for your mouth and taste buds and shouldn’t be neglected.” He turned his attention to her as he put on the latex-free gloves. “Open your mouth,” he ordered her. She didn’t do it fast enough, so he put his fingers on her lips and pushed his fingers in by force into her mouth. He shoved three fingers in her mouth, and she had no choice. Her mouth opened wide, and her lips gripped his fingers. “It’ll make it much faster and enjoyable if you obey, Emily,” he admonished her. His fingers began to explore the inside of her mouth. He fingered her tongue, pulling it out until it stretched. He released it, but his fingers went back in and began to explore every inch of her mouth, including her teeth and gums.

“Do you enjoy cocaine because of the arousal it gives you? It’s a definite sexual stimulation along with the high it gives you.”

That kind of shocked her from a doctor, but she couldn’t say a word until he took his fingers out of her mouth. After he said that, the thought of his fingers doing the same thing a cock would do in her mouth popped into her head. It was worse when he slid three fingers in and out of her lips as though he fucked her mouth with them. It was then she realized that her lips were wrapped tightly around them, and if she hadn’t caught herself, her tongue was about to lick his fingers. He finally pulled them out of her mouth. She thought of lying to him, but maybe he already knew what she’d say. “Yes, it is a good feeling.” Am I answering his question or his fingers?

He pulled down the blanket and the sheet to her waist. She looked down and was shocked. She didn’t realize that she was naked, at least to the waist. Her breasts stood up, and her nipples began to betray her by getting hard.

Dr. Michael grabbed one of her breasts in his hand and squeezed it. “Very firm, Emily. Does cocaine make your nipples sensitive?”

“Yeess,” her voice quivered as she answered him.

“I think you’ll find that hands and fingers on them will give you the same pleasure or more without the addictive attribute.” He gripped one of her nipples between two fingers and began to pinch it. They got harder. He pinched again, harder. “Does that hurt?”

“Noo,” she lied. It hurt, but she liked the hurt. She pulled the straps that held her arms to the sides of the bed. She loved the way it made her feel so helpless, unable to stop Dr. Michael from fondling her breasts. He went from one breast to the other until both of her nipples throbbed. Then, he used two hands to work them over to pull and twist her nipples until they were blood red. If she thought he was finished, she was wrong. She saw his head lower, and it didn’t dawn on her what he was about to do until his tongue ran over the tip of one of her nipples. It tingled to the depths of her breast. Then, his lips enclosed it so his tongue could attack the trapped nipple and rub the very tip. She arched her back and pushed her breast into his mouth. She wanted all of the attention. When he was finished, both of her breasts were wet with his spit and her nipples ached from being so hard. He pulled his mouth and hands away, but he still wasn’t finished.

“Wasn’t that much better than cocaine, Emily?” He had already pulled the blanket and sheets down off her legs. He gazed at her shorn pussy.

“Yees,” he continued to shame her by asking her to confirm the humiliation of him arousing her with such ease.

“Bring your legs up and bend your knees so that your feet are flat on the bed.”

She didn’t have to be told what he wanted. She spread her legs wide for him. She was soaked from his fingers fucking her mouth and his mouth taking possession of her breasts. She was completely naked. Now, she wanted his touch on her pussy. She didn’t care if he was a doctor. She wanted those experienced hands and fingers on and inside her pussy. He had to make her cum. He couldn’t leave her unfulfilled.

His fingers went between her legs as she obediently spread them wide. He knew why when he touched her smooth pussy, and his fingers slipped between her pussy lips. She was soaked as though she’d already cum. He slipped two fingers inside her and was surprised that she was so tight. “Squeeze my fingers, Emily. Show me how tight you can make your pussy.”

It was as though she was on display and being tested, but she didn’t know what for. All she cared about now was how good those fingers felt inside her. He began to finger fuck her pussy, and then, he stopped so she could perform. She gripped his fingers, and then, she released them, only to do it all once again. He could barely pull his fingers out when she gripped them with her pussy muscles.

“You haven’t been fucked much, Emily.”

He made a statement, but she thought she should answer it. “One man only,” she admitted.

“Do you like to fuck, Emily?”

“Yes, but I haven’t found the right man again.”

“You should be less picky and get more pleasure. You need to be trained to give a man pleasure, and the best way is with more experience. God gave you a hot, wet and tight pussy, and you should use it while you can.”

With two fingers inside her, his other hand fondled her neglected nipple. She rocked on the fingers inside her as if it was a cock. Maybe he was correct. She should fuck more men and be less picky as long as they could make her cum.

He opened up her pussy lips until her clit was exposed. It was already hard and big, popping out as if it sought out his fingers. He didn’t disappoint her as the pad of his finger began to rub it back and forth to send the shivers of pleasure deep into her pussy.

If he kept that up, she’d cum soon. He bent her body in half and rolled her legs up into the air until her ass no longer touched the bed. With her legs spread, she was open from ass hole to pussy. His fingers spread her apart, first her pussy. She was soaked. Then, his fingers went to the delicate bud of her anus. He knew instantly that no man had ever discovered that hole, at least not with his cock, but he wanted to hear the words from her. “Have you experienced anal sex?” He didn’t wait for an answer as his finger ran over the throbbing anus. The muscles quivered, but he didn’t know why. Are her muscles afraid of my finger or excited that I might penetrate her there?

She didn’t know why she kept answering his intimate questions regarding her sexual preferences and desires. It might be normal at a regular doctor’s examination, but this was far from normal. His fingers followed each part of her body he questioned. Yet she did answer and answer truthfully. Is it me wanting to tell the truth or is it that I want him to go further than he does now? “No, not yet,” but she added the last part to insinuate that she’d wanted to go that far. She should be offended by the way his finger encircled her anus and pressed against it as though he’d enter her. She was disappointed when his finger deserted her anus without penetrating her.

He wasn’t finished with her buttocks yet. He gave each one two slaps, both of them close to her pussy and anus so she’d realize how close he came to spanking her there.

He got her back into the same position with her legs spread widely apart. “Would you like me to make you cum with my fingers?”

The spanking was just what she needed. She knew that she always grew aroused by being spanked, but bound and the thought of being masturbated only heightened the feeling. A doctor never asked her that before, but she never needed to cum as badly as she did right then. Dr. Michael had taken her to the edges of an orgasm. With her arms bound, she couldn’t do it herself, and she couldn’t even turn over and hump the bed to climax. She needed him to masturbate her. “Yes, please,” she answered politely as if he might turn her down otherwise.

Dr. Michael took off his gloves as he wanted to feel her heat. He took a small wad of cloth out of his pocket. “Open your mouth.” This time, she was more responsive, although she didn’t know what he’d do. He stuffed it into her mouth until her cheeks swelled. “I wouldn’t want you making too much noise and disturbing our other patients.”

That added a new dimension. She was bound and gagged now.

Dr. Michael went to work on her. First, two fingers went inside her, not wanting to stretch her any more. That would be others who’d have that job that would get the pleasure from it. He used his thumb to rub over her anus. He could tell by the way her muscles reacted that she found it most pleasurable. With his other hand, he found her clit, and instead of rubbing it, he gripped it and pulled on it. Both of his hands went to work.

With all the stimulation she’d received and what he did now, it only took a minute for her to cum. She wanted it to last longer, but she was beyond help. The bondage and gag were too much for her to comprehend. She was at his mercy, and that aroused her like nothing she’d ever experienced. She even had her mouth stuffed, although it wasn’t by a cock. She cried silently into the gag as the first wave of pleasure rippled through her body. He wouldn’t let her close her legs, and she gripped his fingers as she climaxed. The thumb on her anus pushed in and added to her orgasm as her anal ring was forced to spread around the thick digit. She felt her anal and pussy muscles clench and unclench in synchronization. She never expected that. Her juices flooded his hand and fingers. She could hear the noise as his fingers moved in and out of her drenched pussy to continue her orgasm until she was exhausted. The fingers in her pussy stopped moving, but they didn’t pull out. Her inner muscles continued to clench and unclench on them. Her anus had captured the tip of his thumb. She could feel it as it pushed inside as her sphincter struggled to push it out in a war that Emily would win either way.

Dr. Michael got a washcloth from the bathroom and gently washed her pussy. He removed the gag. He finally moved away from Emily as he pulled the blanket and sheets up to cover her.

“What kind of institute is this, Dr. Michael?” She didn’t say it as anything negative. On the contrary, it was all positive.

“We’ll talk about it tomorrow, Emily. Get some rest tonight. You’ll find tomorrow an interesting day.”

She knew that she wouldn’t be going home that day, but that didn’t disappoint her. Dr. Michael hinted at something much better. The nurse came into her room as soon as he left. She untied her so she could eat her dinner, but after a sponge bath, she was bound to the bed again. She didn’t protest. She found that it was enjoyable, or at least it could be.





Chapter 8: Surrender and the Beginning

Beth was there early the next morning before she went to work. Emily was sitting up in bed with a tray in front of her with her breakfast. “You look like you’re doing well. I’m glad of that. You had me scared when Eric called me and said they took you away by ambulance.”

“I’m feeling better, although this is the first regular food I’ve eaten since yesterday.” The nurse had untied her from the bed under orders from Dr. Michael. Emily wasn’t sure if she liked that or not. She found being tied had its good side, and it certainly excited her.

“I brought some clothes and things for you. Dr. Michael called me last night. He sounds so nice. I’ll hang them in the closet and put your other stuff in the bathroom.” She came back out of the bathroom. “How long do they intend to keep you?”

“I don’t know. Dr. Michael is coming back to see me today.”

“Is he as sexy as he sounds on the phone?”

“More,” Emily said in a whisper.

“Then, I hope you stay for a while.” Maybe that is what she needed, a good fuck.

“Thanks for bringing my stuff.”

“You’re welcome. I’ll call before I come over just in case you get out. I have to get to the office as I have someone coming in to look at a house.” Beth didn’t want to keep them waiting.

“You don’t have to stop by tonight. If I’m still here tomorrow night, you can stop by. I feel fine. They are just holding me for observation,” she lied.

“Okay, but I worry about you.”

“Thanks, I’ll see you soon.”

After breakfast, Emily was allowed to take a shower, but the nurse had to stand outside the bathroom door just in case she had a relapse and collapsed. Emily took a quick shower. She was given one of those hospital gowns to wear, the ones that tied behind her neck but was open from top to bottom. Unless she held it shut, her ass was naked for all to see. She got into bed, but there was no more drip in her arm, but they did get her two pills to take. To relax her, the nurse told her. They did. It was less than a half hour that she could feel her body relax as much as a good joint would do.

Dr. Michael came in just before lunch. He looked at her chart before he said anything to her. “How are you today, Emily?”

“You tell me, you have the chart,” she teased him.

“There’s nothing to report since yesterday.”

“I feel okay. So are you going to tell me what kind of hospital Green Mountain Institute is?”

“We’re not really a hospital but an education facility that happens to have a lot of nurses and doctors. As a courtesy to the town of Derby Line, we take care of emergencies until the patients can be stabilized and transferred to the hospital in Newport.”

“What kind of education, like teaching doctors or nurses?”

“No, our clientele are wealthy individuals, mainly males, but we also accommodate some females. They pay us to train and instruct women in the proper manner to service a man for his complete pleasure.” He waited for her to respond, but he didn’t get the response he expected. He thought she’d be outraged in this day of feminism.

“So this would be in the sexual nature of training and instructing?” She knew that Dr. Michael had a different way about him. Emily never had a doctor touch her the way he did, and she was sure she never heard anyone tell her about their doctor masturbating them to a climax. She couldn’t deny that he was good at his job now that she knew what it was.

“Yes, our clientele is very wealthy, the top 1% of the top 1% in the country. They don’t have the desire or the inclination to do what we do. And they don’t want inexperienced women or women that won’t sexually perform what they desire. Some of them have very discriminating tastes.”

“From the look of this facility and the number of years that it’s been here, I imagine that you’re very successful.” Emily couldn’t believe that she was so calm and discussing this with him. This was unnatural and very unconventional. Why am I still asking questions?

“Yes, we are very good at what we do, and our success rate is exceptional.”

“What makes you successful?”

“Our trainers and staff are experienced, and our selection process ensures that we have women that have the correct qualifications to be successfully trained.”

“What are the correct qualifications?” Am I really asking that?

“Submission is a good start.”

“Where do you get these women? Do they apply from an Internet ad or do you snatch them off the street?” Emily kidded him.

“A number of different places and ways, but that is more proprietary than I would be allowed to reveal. That is part of our success, the ability to judge the success of any candidate before the training begins. No one is snatched off the streets, as you suggested. They come here willingly, although there is a level of persuasion used in training. As I said, the men have discriminating taste and many run to dark and degrading acts. We do use bondage as a means of control of the women. It’s also useful in making sure that they are subjected to everything the men desire, either willingly or unwillingly. Once in the program, the only ways out is completion or expulsion by my staff. For the women, there is no changing their mind.”

“What’s in it for the women?”

“They may live a very luxurious life with the men that select them. Some might end up marrying them, others might be are part of a couple, or they might just be affairs. There are financial arrangements made ahead of time, so the woman is financially secure.”

“The women are young, and the men are old.” That was always the way it was in the movies.

“The women do tend to be younger, but the men aren’t necessarily old. I’ve had some as young as twenty-one and as old as seventy. The average tends to be somewhere in the middle. All of the men and women that are checked must be in good health.” She did ask a lot of questions, but they weren’t negative or derogatory. The questions were more probing. “In addition, our clientele are invited to visit the facility and attend the training sessions. At times, they may also join in. It allows them to evaluate the women and see if any might be of interest to them.

“And why are you telling me this?” That was the question. But the thought of men watching her perform for a trainer, sexually perform, was more disturbing. And they might join in. That would mean more than one man at a time. She never contemplated such a thing, although she’d heard of a ménage à trois.

“You’d make a good candidate, Emily.” He saw her look at him this time.

“What about your extensive qualification program? I’ve only been here since last night.”

“That doesn’t mean I know nothing about you, Emily. I know far more than you suspect. You fit our profile perfectly.”

That should’ve worried her. Has he been tracking me without my knowledge? What does he know about me? The institute has a lot of money and money buys knowledge, especially about people. Am I here by fate today, or is it something else or someone else that drew me to this place? But it didn’t bother her. It was as if she found where she fit in finally. Now, the question was what she would do.

He could see her mind contemplating all of this. He’d seen the same look in others. Emily was a special case, different from many of the others. “Would you like to volunteer?”

“You mention dark and degrading acts and bondage. I’m not sure volunteer fits in that context.”

“No, it doesn’t, but submission does. I did notice that you didn’t protest one time while I fondled, probed and masturbated your bound, naked body last night, yet you hardly knew me, and I’m sure that you realize that most doctors don’t so such things. Yet, you came for me.”

“It was unusual for me, but then again, I couldn’t resist your expert hands. What about the financial aspects of this endeavor? Shouldn’t I know and understand them first before I decide?”

“You’re not going to make up your mind based on the money part of this, Emily. You know that. I’ll guarantee you’ll be happy with the financial aspects. Leave it up to me. I have expert hands,” he kidded her back.

“You’re correct. I never had more than a thousand dollars at one time my whole life. I never missed that. But, I have been learning more about submission since I turned eighteen. I’ve missed a lot of that.”

“Does that mean you are volunteering?” He had her, he knew he would.

“No, but I’ll submit.” She grinned when she said it. “I’ll call Beth and tell her I’m staying for a couple of days. I’ll tell her that I’ve taken a job here. I’ll tell Eric the same thing, so no one worries about me.”

“You won’t regret it, Emily.”

“Yes, I will. That’s why I’m doing it. You’ll do things to me that I would never do. I won’t have a choice.” She didn’t know if this was the correct thing to do or not, but that wouldn’t stop her.

“No, you won’t. After you take care of your phone calls, I’ll have you transferred to the other part of the facility, so we can begin immediately. I have just the thing for you. It’ll be like throwing you into the deep end of the pool to teach you how to swim. It’ll be an eye-opening experience.”

She was already worried about what would happen.

* * * *

Beth was curious, but Emily told her she’d explain it more when she came home in a few days. Eric didn’t take it so well, fearing that she quit because she got some mysterious illness at work and would sue him for disability, but she assured him that everything was okay.

All of her clothes were taken, and she was given a bathrobe to cover the hospital gown as she walked out with one of the nurses, but this one was a man. As soon as they went through a security door into the other wing, it changed completely. Most of the nurses and doctors were men. They all wore scrubs. She also noticed all the men were handsome and big as though they were hired for those characteristics, not for their nursing skills. She wondered if they were nurses or it was in name only. She also wondered if they were big anywhere she couldn’t see.

There were a lot of hallways and rooms, but the doors were closed, and each new hallway had a security door that required a key lock to open it. She didn’t have one. She was brought into a small room for preparation. She wouldn’t even see her room first. Dr. Michael must be as anxious as she was to begin. Her thighs were already wet.

Down the hall from Emily, Tanner was nervous. This was the first time he came to Green Mountain Institute to see the training, but Dr. Michael suggested that he might like to join in with the training. Tanner was only thirty, a billionaire though, but his wealth came quickly in life from his invention. He was just learning the privileges that billionaires had that the common man didn’t have access to.

“It’ll be very easy, Tanner. All you have to do is sit there. The woman will do everything, and I’ll guarantee you’ll get the pleasure of your life. This will be a unique experience. We’ve never done it before, but we needed the right female for it, and she just became available only hours ago.” Dr. Michael explained what he could, but it was much better if it was a surprise. He also didn’t tell him that there would be an audience. Both he and Emily would be blindfolded so they wouldn’t know.

“I can’t thank you enough to make me welcome like this, Dr. Michael.”

“Just cooperate. Don’t worry. You are in good hands, but it’ll be unusual, so you must follow the nurses’ orders implicitly no matter what they are.”

He hoped that nurses meant men and was glad when the two male nurses in their blue scrubs came through the door.

“This way, Tanner. I’m Jared, and this is Ryan. We’ll assist you to get you ready, and then, we’ll disappear. It’ll be a little unusual, but that is what we do, the unusual.”

That was the second time in minutes that it was said that it would be unusual. He didn’t know whether that was good or bad. He was taken to a large, empty room. One wall had mirrors half the way up it. The only thing in the room was a large wooden chair. It was sturdy and bolted to the floor. It had leather straps on it. That made him more nervous since Dr. Michael said that he’d only have to sit in the chair. He hoped the straps weren’t for him.

“Could you undress, Tanner? Everything.” Ryan could see that he was nervous. It must be his first time there. “Don’t worry, everything will be okay. Just hand me your clothes, and I’ll take care of them.” He tried to reassure him.

Tanner didn’t think it would be so humiliating to undress in front of two men, but it was. At least he wasn’t hard. That would’ve been shameful. He was soon naked, and he didn’t know what to do with his hands. He wanted to put them in front of his limp cock. He was sure that he didn’t measure up to the two nurses.

“I’m going to put a blindfold on you, Tanner. Hold still.”

“Blindfold? You mean I won’t see what is going on?”

“No, this is a touch and sound experience, but it will be intense for you, Tanner.” Jared put the blindfold on him while Ryan put his clothes in the other room. He waited for him to come back so the two of them could handle the next part.

It was intense when he was blindfolded. It was as though everything he heard was so loud and precise.

“Over here, Tanner, we’ll guide you.” Ryan led him over to the chair and turned him, so his back was to it. “Sit down, the chair is behind you.”

The only thing that ran through Tanner’s head was what if they were fooling him and he’d fall on the floor. He finally got relief when his naked ass touched the cold wood. It never felt so good. He sat back in the chair. It was so large that it felt as though it could hold a giant.

“Don’t panic now, Tanner, but we’re going to tie your arms to the armrests. It’s important for the best outcome of this if the both of you are still, the slightest movement could jeopardize the success.” Ryan felt his hesitation, but just a gentle tug and he surrendered. Jared did the same with his other arm, and it took only seconds before they secured his wrists then moved up to below his elbow with another strap. He looked like he was comfortable putting his arms on the chair, but the black leather straps secured them from moving.

“That’s good, Tanner. They’re not too tight, are they?” Jared tried to reassure him.

“No, I’m okay.”

“We’re going to adjust the chair to push you forward to get you into position.”

He didn’t realize the back of the chair could move, but it did. When they were finished, he was pushed forward until it felt as though he balanced precariously on the edge of the seat. It wasn’t lost on him that his cock and his balls hung down from the edge of the chair. They floated free. He struggled to keep his cock from growing erect at the obscene reasons the position caused raced through his head, all of them dark and erotic. His legs were grabbed at the ankles. He fought for a second, but the two nurses were strong and demanding. They pulled his legs to the sides and then back. He wasn’t surprised to find them secured by more straps. Now, he could barely move, but once they put a strap around his waist, he was immobile.

“This is a microphone and a headset, Tanner. As I said, this is a touch and sound experience, so if you would tell what is going on, it would be greatly appreciated as it will be difficult to see what transpires. It’s very important, can you do that?”

“Yes,” but it was strange to hear his voice come out the headphones. He couldn’t hear anything in the room. It was as if he was in his own head.

“That’s it, Tanner, thanks for your cooperation. We’ll bring in the woman in a minute, and then, the experiment can begin. Don’t forget, tell us what’s going on,” Ryan reminded him.

There were two nurses in the room with Emily. It began immediately.

“Take off your clothes.”

But it wasn’t the polite nurses like before that asked her to do things. This nurse ordered her. She did it quickly, realizing that things had changed. The men, nurses and doctors would dominate her, and she’d have to submit. She stood there naked before them.

“Put your hands behind your back, wrist to wrist.” When she didn’t do it correctly, a large, powerful hand pulled her arms up until they were crossed in the small of her back. She didn’t even have time to grow worried about being bound before she was bound. The position forced her to arch her back, and she noticed that her breasts were pushed out defiantly in front of her, and her nipples already began to harden. She didn’t have any time to see what happened next. She was taken by surprise as something was placed over her head. She tried to shake it loose, but it took only seconds until it completely covered her face. Fingers arranged it as she struggled. She couldn’t see a thing or hear. The holes for her nostrils were arranged so she could suck in air, but her mouth was completely uncovered.

They put the skullcap on her. It was black leather. It fit her like a second skin, stamping down her hair. They opened the two holes on the sides and placed the small earphones inside. They talked into a small microphone that they had.

“Can you hear me, Emily?”

“Yes,” she replied. She could hear her voice through the earplugs. This was far stranger than she expected. She thought this would be something sexual, but this was far from that. It was like some sci-fi experiment.

She couldn’t see the straps that hung down from the cap, eight of them in total. There would be four nurses inside to secure her in the quickest time.

“We’ll guide you into the other room, Emily, and then we’ll leave you.”

It was difficult to trust a complete stranger to guide her since she couldn’t see. The cap on her felt pushed into her flesh, but it began to feel comfortable, at least more comfortable than uncomfortable. She was stopped, and then, hands on her shoulders pushed her to her knees. That became more fearful as her head was bowed. There were a lot of hands on her, four or five, or more. It was difficult to tell as they moved, but they all converged on her head as it was lowered. Her bound arms rose up behind her. At the last minute, she felt fingers push into the corner of her mouth and stretch her lips open.

Ryan had lost the draw, so he had to lift up Tanner’s cock, but at least he had gloves on. He heard Tanner’s panicked voice, but the four nurses worked in tandem just as they’d practiced this for a week now. Ryan fed the limp cock into the gaping hole of her mouth, and then, they all began to secure the straps.

It felt as though her lips were tearing as the nurses weren’t gentle. Something was placed in her mouth, and she choked as soon as it was. Her head was forced down lower, and then, hands moved frantically on her head. The object in her mouth, it must be some kind of gag pushed in deeper, filling her mouth with its girth. It moved easily inside to fill her mouth. Hands relaxed on her head, but she tried to lift up her head, and she couldn’t move it a millimeter. She was pinned down onto something. Hands were on her legs, and straps tightened below her knees as well as her ankles. She was pinned down, unable to move her upper body or her legs. She was trapped in this position. She knew her naked ass was pushed out behind her, but her legs were together, but that didn’t preclude a cock taking her from behind. Her legs together would only make her tighter. She gulped and then began to suck air through her nostrils to fill her lungs.

Ryan hooked up the oxygen to her nose so she wouldn’t have trouble breathing. He could see her chest rise and fall rapidly as the oxygen began to fill her lungs better than she could.

They must have given her oxygen as it smelled so pure and cool. At least she wouldn’t suffocate, but the thing in her mouth was troubling. It had a strange taste, nothing she recognized. It wasn’t hard, more like something soft like a pillow, but the texture was like plastic or rubber. She couldn’t keep her tongue still as it was crushed beneath it. Then, she heard the voice in her earplugs.

“Somethings got my cock,” Tanner yelled loudly into the microphone. A hand had grabbed it, not sure whether it was a man or woman, but the touch wasn’t sexual. It was manipulating it into something. It was hot and wet. He couldn’t control his cock as it started to stir.

“Nnnnngggl,” was the only sound she could make, and she could barely hear it, it was more she could feel the vibrations. Her mouth was pinned up against something or someone. She heard what the voice said. The prickling on her lips had to be a man’s pubic hairs. The object in my mouth had to be a cock, the only saving grace was that it was limp, but how long would it remain that way? She was pinned down on a man’s crotch. She vowed she’d never take a cock in her mouth, but when she submitted, she knew she wouldn’t be able to keep that vow, but this wasn’t the way she expected it to begin.

He felt the vibrations on his cock. It had to be. “Damn, it’s in someone’s mouth. My cock is in a woman’s mouth.” At least Tanner hoped it was a woman, not a man.

That only confirmed the obvious to Emily. The taste, the texture, the pubic hairs that tickled her lips, she had a cock in her mouth and no way to get it out. She made gurgling sounds once again in protest, but she stopped immediately. She felt the cock stir in her mouth. That she didn’t want to happen. She knew how big it was limp, it filled her mouth, but if it got hard, it would stretch out, and there was nowhere for it to go. Then, it dawned on her that she was incorrect. It could go down her throat, and she wouldn’t be able to stop it.

“I’m going to fuck a mouth,” Tanner exclaimed. He had women suck him off, but it was nothing like this. He could feel his cock begin to grow in expectations of things to come. She was pinned to his cock. She must be tied like he is. They’d told him all they had to do was sit there. But, her mouth couldn’t do that. As his cock would grow, it would fill her. Soon, he’d feel the slightest movement of her tongue or the quiver of her lips. As his cock got longer, it would soon push to the back of her mouth. He wasn’t huge, but he knew that any woman couldn’t take all of his cock in her mouth. Some of it would have to go down her throat. When it did, her throat muscles would try to push him out. That would be the stimulation he needed to cum. And cum he would, straight into her belly.

“I can feel a tongue beneath my cock. It’s moving like a snake, although I’m sure she’s trying to stay still. But, I’ll win as my cock grows bigger. She’s going to have to accommodate the length and girth of my cock. I can feel it grow in anticipation.” Tanner was so excited as his heart raced.

She tried to move her head and pull it away, but she couldn’t. She struggled not to move her tongue, but his cock began to unfold in her mouth. As it got harder, it pushed her tongue out of the way. When she tried to move her tongue, it only made it worse. It was as if his cock was struck by electricity when her tongue accidentally touched it. It had to grow an inch and more as she struggled to pull her tongue away from it. But, his cock chased it and trapped it until she moved it again on his cock, inspiring more hardness, and the continual losing battle of his growing erection played in her trapped mouth.

“She’s got a talented tongue. She keeps teasing my cock with it. Don’t worry, honey, it’s getting bigger for you, just like you want. I’m going to unfurl it down your throat and choke you on my monster,” Tanner roared. He’d never felt this sexually charged. He was in command of her mouth, and he wouldn’t be finished until she drank every drop of his cum.

No, she didn’t want this. It wasn’t her doing. The more she struggled to keep her mouth and tongue still, the worse she made it for her. The head of his cock began to push against her cheek. It wouldn’t be long before her cheek wouldn’t balloon open any wider. Then, it would push to the back of her mouth. There was no other place for it to go. It would find the easiest route, and that was only one way—her throat. The head of his cock rubbed on her cheek, and then, a new horror hit her. She could taste cum, or at least she thought it was cum. It was acrid, thick and salty. Nothing else in her mouth fit that description.

As the head of his cock began to escape the rest of his cramped cock, he felt the pleasure as it ran across the soft, wet flesh inside her mouth. It felt so good. He struggled as long as he could. It had to be her cheek the tip of his cock rubbed on. He couldn’t help from leaking in her mouth. When his cock wouldn’t stay bent any longer, it slid along her silky, wet flesh of her cheek and pushed to the back of her mouth. His cock opened up like a tent pole in her mouth. He couldn’t stop it. “Damn, you’re good. You made me jet in your mouth. Drink up my cum. There’s a lot more for you. Just keep working over my cock with your hot mouth.”

He came in her mouth, and with his cock filling it, there was little space for his cum. It invaded every nook and cranny of her mouth. She gagged, but that was another bad thing. “GGLLLUGH!” The sound was muffled in her mouth, but his cock reacted violently to the vibrations. It must have gained an inch. The head of his cock was parked against the opening of her throat. It blocked it like a cork in a wine bottle.

“Oh, yes, you want my cock down your throat.” Tanner wished he could push with his hips and jam it down her throat, but he was in the same predicament that she was, bound tight. Except it was his cock in her mouth, not the other way around. He got the pleasure, and she got the pleasure of serving him.

Her mouth was filled with saliva mixed with his increasingly leaking cum. The only thing to do with it was swallow it, but it also made it easier for his cock. It greased up her gullet, so his cock could find its way into her belly. She hated that the slightest movement made his cock grow longer and the slippery head of his cock pushed the slightest bit deeper into her throat. That provoked another gag, which made his cock grow bigger.

“There you go. You got my cock in your throat.” He felt the first contractions of her throat muscles. They were continuous, making his cock harder, pushing deeper inside, more gags and more contractions, all for the pleasure of his cock. “Yes, make your throat muscles dance over my cock. I know you love it.” Her throat was like a hot, tight vice around his cock.

She hated what was done to her. Nothing ever prepared her for anything like this. Her mouth was just a hole for his cock to take. There was no movement, just her body’s and muscles’ natural reactions. Her throat was going to make him cum, and all his cum would shoot directly into her belly. At least she wouldn’t have to taste it until he pulled out. But she’d have to suffer with a belly full of warm cum.

Another gag came deep from her belly as his cock pushed in like a snake seeking a dark, damp hole to curl up into, but his cock wanted to stretch out and release its length and girth in her virgin mouth. She couldn’t even see the man that violated her mouth.

It took twenty more minutes. Emily had suffered over half an hour with a cock in her mouth and down her throat. She gagged and swallowed the swill of his cum, but he still hadn’t ejaculated. That is what she feared. Will he choke me to death with a deluge of cum that I can’t contain?

He kept teasing her with his comments.

“That’s it. Masturbate my cock with your throat.”

“Can you feel my monster in your belly?”

“Lick my shaft with your tongue and I’ll cum sooner.” He was surprised that got such a response. Instead of her tongue trying to escape from his cock, it sought it out. He felt broad strokes of her tongue on the shaft as if it was a soft hand that stroked it.

She had to end this. She didn’t think his cock could go any deeper, or at least she hoped it couldn’t. It was halfway down her throat, and her clenching throat muscles only made his pleasure more. She used her tongue to end this misery.

“Yes, such a talented tongue. If only you could lick my balls, too.” He couldn’t wait to get a woman like this one where he could get every wish he desired.

It was another five minutes before it happened. Tanner struggled to hold out as long as he could. She couldn’t escape or be freed until he got his climax. “Here it comes, get ready. I’m going to flood you with my hot cum.”

She felt the contractions on his cock as though the cum shot out and she could feel it pulsate along the shaft before it shot out in her throat. Her muscles revolted, and then, she felt the hot crème began to enter her belly. She gagged, afraid of choking to death. Luckily, the oxygen sent pure air into her nostrils, so she didn’t have to smell his cum. He continued to shoot into her belly, his cock never staying still. He must have shot five times before it was over. She could already feel him lose some of his hardness. She hoped that they would take his cock out of her mouth quickly. She didn’t want him to get too excited and get hard once again. She saw how Austin had got that way.

“They’re going to pull you off my cock, but you better keep your lips tight around the shaft and scoop up every drop of cum or its back down your throat for a second ride,” Tanner told her. Ryan had whispered that into his ear to tell her.

She finally got relief as the cock came out of her throat, partially from him losing some of his erection, but the nurses began to untie her from this man. The slightly limp cock was disgusting as it slid through her lips, but that didn’t mean she tried to defy him. She kept her lips tight around his cock until it pulled free. Then, she did the only thing she could do. She swallowed the swill in her mouth that was his cum. Finally, she was free of a cock in her mouth. They led her away, still blindfolded.





Chapter 9: So Normal but Unnatural

Emily was taken to her room for the first time. It was much nicer and bigger than her room at her apartment, but Emily raced to the bathroom before she admired the room. Luckily, her toiletries and clothes were already in the room. She dug out her toothpaste and electric toothbrush. She must’ve brushed for five minutes before she stopped to rinse her mouth. She didn’t take that much cum in her mouth, only when the cock was pulled out of her throat, but it was enough to overwhelm her taste buds. Her breath was minty fresh, but it was the thought of all the cum that lay in her belly that disturbed her more.

She went into the other room and checked it out. It had a large bed in it, far more than one might need to be comfortable sleeping. She didn’t know if there was an ulterior motive for it. Will I have visitors? It was a four-poster bed with a canopy. The white comforter was soft, and there were three pillows with shams on them. She sat on the bed, and it was firm, just the way she liked it.

There were a small loveseat and upholstered chair around a small coffee table in the corner of the room. A large screen TV hung on the wall. The room was big enough to have a small kitchenette if you could call it that. It was more a dorm room refrigerator, a small sink, cabinet and microwave. She wouldn’t be doing a lot of cooking that was for sure.

The bathroom was the best part. It was big, containing not only a large shower, but also a large soaking tub. There was even a two-sink vanity. It was built for guests. She checked the cabinets. It had everything she’d need.

Ryan had handed her a five-sheet paper. She sat down and read it. It had a small map of the building, or part of it, the only part that she’d have access to. The rest of it was locked and needed a key pass, which only the staff had. There was a large dining hall for the women and a TV room if they wanted to socialize. If she needed anything, all she had to do was contact one of the staff, and they’d secure it for her if it was allowed.

It stated that there were cameras everywhere for her safety, although she didn’t see any, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t any. Privacy was a thing of the past, but she knew that. After all, she’d just had a cock shoved into her mouth and down her throat until the man came. And she never saw anyone, including the man that had the pleasure of cumming in her belly.

She was hoping to get some food in her belly to counteract the cum that was in there. Anything would be okay. First, she needed to get dressed. She slipped on jeans and a pullover. Ryan told her that he’d be back at two for her. She was to dress in what was laid out in the closet for her. That gave her three hours.

She was glad that her door was unlocked, fearing it would be like a jail. She went into the hallway, but it was deserted. She had the map in her hand, and it didn’t take long to find the dining room. There weren’t a lot of directions she could go before she hit a locked door. The dining room was big enough for forty or fifty people, but it was almost empty. There were two women eating, but they sat at separate tables. The food server line was on the far wall. She walked over to it, and a woman stood there.

“What can I get you?”

She expected something like cafeteria style where she chose from what they had. There was nothing ready. “Can I get a Chef’s salad with light dressing?”

“Would you like something to drink?”

“Do you have LaCroix?”

“Of course, what flavor?”

“Coconut.”

“Have a seat, and I’ll bring it out to you in a few minutes.”

She was very nice. Emily took a seat at an empty table near the cafeteria line. The other two women didn’t look as though they wanted to be disturbed, and Emily didn’t know what she’d say to them. She was still a bit in the dark about what would happen, especially after what did happen to her. That was the farthest thing from her mind that she would’ve conjured up. It didn’t take long before she got her food. “Thank you.”

The food was exceptional. It was so good she almost forgot why she was eating it. She was still troubled by her experience. She just got started, and already, her deepest fear was already crushed. She had a man’s cock in her mouth.

She took her time eating but finally went back to her room. She didn’t see any other women in the hallway. She nodded to one of the women in the cafeteria as she left, but the women looked away as if Emily wasn’t there.

She took a hot shower and relaxed. She turned on the TV and the news. She never watched the news before, but it was the only way she could relate back to anything normal. She was in a radically different world here.

She finally looked in the closet for the clothes that were laid out for her. It wasn’t what she expected. They were fairly tame for Emily. There was a button-down blouse, but Emily loved the color, electric pink, but it was really a dark pink, almost purple. It was silk, and she’d never felt anything so soft. She hated that there was a bra to wear with it, no matter how sexy it looked. She’d much rather feel the silk caress her breasts and make her nipples perpetually hard. The skirt was pleated with a staid belt. At least it was short enough to highlight her long legs. The panties were sexy but not a thong. They revealed hints of what lay beneath without graphically revealing all.

She put them on, and she couldn’t deny that she looked good in them. She sat back down and waited for Ryan. It wasn’t very long before there was a knock on her door. She got up and opened it.

“I see you found everything, Emily. It’s good that you obeyed. That’ll make your stay here that much easier. Come.”

She was led down the hallway past the dining hall. Ryan unlocked a door, and they passed into another corridor, empty. She never saw many people anywhere. It was as if they were all behind closed doors. They stopped at the end of the hall where there was a large door.

“You’ll need a blindfold, Emily.” He didn’t have any trouble putting it on her. Her hands stayed submissively at her sides.

The blindfold made her nervous once again. Last time that was a harbinger of bad news. She heard the door unclick and open, and Ryan led her in. She could sense the room was big by the sound of her footsteps on the floor. She was stopped. Then, hands touched her, but it was more than Ryan. Her arms were pulled up high. She didn’t fight it, knowing that it was useless. The men were more powerful than she was. It felt like soft leather wrapped around her wrists but not just a tiny strip. It was wrapped around her wrist and lower arm like a glove, yet her hands weren’t covered on the palms. She was forced to raise her arms up high. It took only a second, and then, her hands were released, but she couldn’t move them. They were bound over her head. She was defenseless. The men moved away from her. She could hear their footsteps retreating. But it was replaced by another set of footsteps that grew closer to her. She felt a presence in the room, more than the person walking toward her. It was soft background noise, hard to distinguish.

Mathew pulled the blindfold off her. It wasn’t needed any longer, but there was the matter of the gag. He was behind her, and before she could acclimate to the lights and the surroundings, he shoved the red ball gag into her mouth. The ball had holes in it so drool would run out. It had a metal ring on each side connected to the straps he secured behind her head. The only thing that came out of her mouth was strangled cries. Her lips were spread wide.

She caught a glimpse of a red ball before her eyes, and then, fingers forced their way into her lips. The ball soon followed, and her jaw ached by the time the ball was secured. She couldn’t stop the drool that ran out. She didn’t have to see one to know what it was. It was a ball gag. Her jaw ached from being forced open so wide, but at least nothing else could be forced into her mouth, especially a cock. She wondered why he wanted to silence her. Now, she paid attention to her surroundings, and that is where the fear came in. There was a wall, but it was jail bars that separated her from the other room. In the room sat four distinguished gentlemen, although they could hardly be called gentlemen if they allowed her to be bound before them. They had to be from forty to mid-sixties, all of them well dressed and groomed. They were also handsome and fit. She was to have an audience, fearing what they came to see.

More concerning was the man that stood next to her. He was in his early thirties, well dressed in slacks and a pullover. His muscles rippled beneath his pullover. He had dark eyes that stared at her as if he was consuming her. He didn’t smile.

“I’m Mathew, Emily. I’ll take out the ball gag later, but for now, it will stop the useless questions that you’d try to ask.”

She looked up at her bound hands. The straps around her wrists were wide, so it didn’t cut off her circulation when her arms were bound high over her head, but the muscles in her arms strained from being stretched. Her heels barely were able to be flat on the floor. She’d have trouble not moving away from Mathew’s slightest touch. Hands went around her waist and turned her to the men that were seated.

“Our guests are here for you, Emily, so we’re going to have to give them a good show.”

His hands began to move over her body. She tried to squirm away from his touch, but she was limited to how far she could move. His hands slid down her sides, lightly brushing the slightest edge of her breasts as they did. They moved around her waist, but they didn’t stop, sliding over her hips until they touched naked legs as he bent over. She feared her skirt would be pushed up when the hands went in the opposite direction, but he didn’t.

“Stand up tall, Emily. You have a lovely body that should be shown to its fullest.” His hands ran up her sides and over her arms until she got on her toes. Then, they went back down, but this time, his hands fanned over both of her breasts. “Big, full breasts. I hope you enjoy them being played with. Otherwise, they’d be a waste.”

His hands didn’t caress, but they clenched on her breasts, and his fingers dug into them. It was harsh, but her nipples grew hard, especially when his fingers dug into the sensitive tips. The men watched her as if they were doing it to her. Mathew certainly lavished attention on her breasts, but he finally released them.

“I’m afraid I’m not a very good gentleman. I’m wrinkling that lovely blouse, but I can remedy that.” He began to unbutton it, starting at the bottom.

She tried to push away when he began to open her blouse, but she was met by an erection on her butt when she pushed back. He was going to strip her naked for the men’s pleasure.

“That feels good when your ass rubs on my cock, Emily. Keep it up,” he teased her, but it made her stop.

She pushed away, not wanting to make this any worse than it was by flaunting her body at him. He unbuttoned her blouse slowly and sexily, pulling back the sides as each button was opened. He soon had it completely unbuttoned, and he was behind her as his hands peeled her blouse open to reveal her bra-encased breasts. Her deep cleavage was revealed by the cups of the bra.

“Those are truly beautiful, Emily.” Mathew’s hands went to capture her twin breasts. “You might squirm from my hands, but your nipples betray you. I can feel them grow hard as if they tease me to squeeze them.” He found lots of naked breast to explore for the bra did little more than enhancing.

She pushed back against him once again, sure that his cock was harder now, but he’d opened the belt on her skirt. His hand effortlessly pulled down the zipper. Her muffled cries of protest were silenced by the gag as her skirt fell to her ankles, leaving her clad only in her bra and panties with her blouse pushed aside. Mathew’s hands returned to her body, but this time, they ran below her waist. He caressed her, running his hands from side to side from her hips all the way to her buttocks. Both hands moved about her body as if he was trying to commit every inch of it to his memory. Fingers strayed close to her pussy but never touched it. They ran over her soft thighs from her knees to her crotch but never touched her pussy. He teased her. She struggled but lost the battle as her panties grew damp from his touch.

Mathew kneeled behind her, only inches from her full buttocks. His hand slid between her legs. She squirmed, but it only drove her pussy onto his fondling fingers. He sought out the soft flesh on the fringes of her panties to tease along it. He could feel the dampness he caused, but he deserted her.

Emily felt neglected as his hands left her, but they moved up. They expertly opened her bra and, with little trouble, slid it out of the way. His fingers went beneath the soft underbelly of each firm breast to offer them up to the men that watched.

Mathew sought out the hard nipples that stood up like beacons of her arousal. He gripped each one and pulled on them until they stretched. “Such delectable morsels for fingers or mouths to entertain.”

He made her large breasts bounce and then stroked her nipples with light touches to swell them then harsher pinches and twists to run to the depths of her breasts, not of pain but pleasure that raced through her body. His hands never deserted her breasts.

He had a small razor in his hand and he made quick work of her blouse and bra. The shredded garments lay at her feet. Then, he stopped and kneeled at her feet. “I can smell your arousal, Emily. You’re wet for my touch.” It was time to uncover all of her. His hands grew bolder, sliding between her legs as a fat finger found the folds of her pussy lips and pushed her damp panties inside to gather up her juices. She squirmed, not to get away but to make his fingers explore her inner lips. With one hand fondling a breast, the other masturbated her pussy, but it was only to get her highly aroused.

She struggled as his fingers took possession of her pussy. They slid up and down her slit as she struggled not to ride them blatantly. He pulled away from her pussy, but he moved next to her, and with his hands on the waistband of her panties on both sides, he slowly inched them down. He stopped before her pussy was revealed, but probably surprised that she was shorn. She felt a sudden bout of shame as her pussy was exposed, trying to clench her legs together, but her panties continued to slide down. He didn’t stop until they fell to her knees.

“Ah, a shorn pussy.” His fingers teased along her slit, finding her wetness. He stood up and fondled her buttocks. He turned her around so that her ass was revealed to the men. He pried apart her buttocks as she struggled to clench them tight and hide her anus. He let her think she won, but she couldn’t completely hide the tight, virgin hole that was revealed.

“Look at that. She has to be a virgin there. It’s too small and tight not to be.”

She shivered as a finger ran up her crack. It touched her anus to reveal how exposed she was.

“Such full buttocks, they’re made for punishment.” He began to slap her buttocks, softly at first but harder with each subsequent blow. Her buttock muscles danced erotically as they clenched and unclenched. He hit each full buttock, but then, he spanked the place where her buttocks met the soft flesh of her thighs. He got more reaction out of that.

He spanked her as she struggled not to show her pleasure. She wished he’d strike her harder. Dark thoughts went through her head when he spanked her thighs so close to her pussy. What would it feel like if he missed and slapped my pussy? Or if he revealed my anus and slapped it with such authority? A shiver of excitement ran through her body when his finger slid through her sweat-drenched crack and touched her anus to ignite it with spasms. He rubbed her from anus to pussy and back. Her wetness soon lubricated her crack.

He stepped away from her. He wanted full access to her pussy. She might enjoy this, but she’d try to hide her arousal from him and the audience. He got a length of rope, and he tied it around one leg, just above her knee. He took the end of it and ran it through the hook that held her arms. He slowly began to take the slack out of the rope. He saw her frightened eyes as she realized what would happen. She bounced around on one leg, but she could do nothing as her knee was brought to the height of her breasts. Her crotch was split wide open. He turned her to the men so they could admire what she had to offer.

That was shameless what he did to her. She could feel her pussy lips peeled back by the wide spread of her crotch. The men stared at her pussy, not at her face. Mathew started to touch her pussy. He pulled her lips apart wider, and two thick fingers began to push between her pussy lips and rub her. She couldn’t hide her pleasure, wetting his fingers with her growing arousal. He began to masturbate her and fingers pushed inside her pussy.

“She’s tight, very tight,” he told the men. “And wet, she likes this too much.” He began to finger fuck her as one hand pinched her nipple. She might be gagged, but she moaned into the gag. He didn’t want her to cum that easily, so he pulled his fingers away.

She cried out in protest into the ball gag as she felt hot breath blow on her pussy, but it was the wet tongue that explored her pussy that set her over the edge of decency. Four men watched her being eaten by Mathew, and he was good at it. He knew what turned her on. He licked, bit and tugged on her pussy lips with his teeth, all to torment her with pleasure. She didn’t know how much longer she could take this without cumming. He replaced his mouth with his fingers, and all the men could see two fingers slide all the way in as though it was a cock that took her.

“Look how wet my fingers are. I think she’s ready to cum.”

She shook her head in protest when he pulled away. Her hips continued to move as if she could reach his mouth so he could finish her off. She needed to cum now. She watched Mathew as he moved away from her, but then, he stopped and began to undress. She should turn away, but she didn’t. He took off his pullover, and his chest was firm and his abs muscular. As his hands went to his belt, she could see the muscles in his arms ripple. It didn’t take him long to pull his zipper down as his pants slid to his ankles. He took them off and folded them neatly and placed them on the table with his pullover. Emily couldn’t fail to notice the way his cock bulged out the front of his boxer briefs. He was big and hard. She hoped he’d come back and use his cock on her pussy instead of his mouth and fingers. Opened up the way she was, she’d be speared by his mighty weapon. He walked over to her, but she couldn’t take her eyes off his cock.

She looked up as he stood behind her. She could feel his cock brush up against her naked ass. He was untying her arms. She had to hold the rope or else she’d fall upside down. Her leg was still tied high up.

Mathew pulled down his shorts and kicked them aside. He turned toward her so he could see his erection bounce inches from her face. “Let’s get that out of your mouth, Emily.” He pushed the ball gag down, so it came out of her mouth, but the strap was still around her head, and he could put it back in with ease anytime he wanted to.

She was glad to get the ball gag out of her mouth. Her jaw ached from being stretched open so wide, but he released the rope that held her leg up, and then, he pushed her to the floor. She’d rather have the ball gag back in her mouth as she saw his cock bounce in front of her mouth in excitement. She clenched her lips tight in defiance. She already had one cock in her mouth that day, she wasn’t about to have a second one. Her arms were still tied above her head, so she couldn’t push him away. She turned her head to the side, so she could push her lips against her arm.

She was defiant, but most women were that way when they first arrived. Bound, she didn’t have much chance of success as her turned her head forward. He began to rub his cock on her lips. They were soft and silky, and he soon painted them with his leaking cum. She kept trying to turn her head away, but all he felt was the pleasure as her lips slid back and forth over the head of his cock. He tried to breach her lips, but her mouth was clenched tight.

She could feel the hot, slippery cum on her lips, but at least she kept his cock out. It was strange to see his cock close as it touched her. Then, fingers pinched her nose. The thoughts of her dream in the ambulance popped into her head so vividly. Now, she knew why she couldn’t breathe in the ambulance. A man pinched her nostrils closed so she couldn’t suck in air. Only her mouth would be able to do that, and with a cock waiting to breach her mouth at the slightest show of surrender, she struggled as her lungs tried to process the last of the air. She knew her fate, but that didn’t make it any easier to accept as Emily fought to the very last breath. He used his hand to hold the head of his cock in the center of her lips to wait patiently. Her head grew dizzy. She couldn’t hold out any longer, the natural instinct to breathe was too overpowering. Her lips parted the slightest bit as if she could somehow suck in air through her mouth without his cock penetrating her lips. It didn’t work. She could feel the rubbery head of his cock push through the slight gap in her lips and force her mouth to open wider. It began to enter her mouth.

“There you go, Emily. Now, you can suck my cock,” he ordered her as he fed his cock into her mouth with his hand. She tightened her lips on his cock until he could barely move it, but she tired easily as he used his hand to push his cock in and out of her reluctant mouth, each time going in deeper.

She heard those disgusting words, but it was the thick flesh that began to fill her mouth that brought the reality of the situation to her. Her lips were pulled tightly around his cock like a virgin pussy. He held her head to keep her from escaping his probing cock. This was worse than the man that morning. That man breached her mouth before he was hard and she was pinned against him. Neither could escape. Mathew’s cock was rock hard, and he rocked her head back and forth as his hips began to work his growing erection deeper into her mouth. She tried to keep her tongue away from his cock, but his cock was too big and filled her mouth. The slightest touch of her tongue on the head of his cock resulted in the distasteful discharge of cum in her mouth. It sat heavily on her tongue to stain it with the foul taste that invaded every nook and cranny that wasn’t filled with his cock. More and more of his cock began to fuck her mouth. More of his cum leaked out. She was unable to prevent him from taking her mouth in any manner that he chose.

“You’re not very talented, Emily, but your hot mouth and tight lips are a good consolation prize for my cock. You’ll soon learn the proper technique to pleasuring a cock with your mouth. I suspect that you’ll be an excellent student, and you’ll soon be sucking a cock on your own accord.” Now that he controlled her, he began to fuck her mouth.

Mathew’s cock grew thicker in her mouth, and her lips stretched wide to take it all in. He began to pump with his hips as he drove more of the length inside her mouth. She tried to push it aside with her tongue, but his cock was hard and determined. All she did was rub his cock with her tongue to make him bigger and stronger. More cum filled her mouth as she grew more worried that he’d cum in her mouth. She only hoped that he’d fuck her instead and hopefully, also, give her pleasure. In and out, his cock flew through her lips, each time he went deeper. There was too much cock to fit in her mouth fully. If he took her with the full measure of his cock, it would only have one place to go, and that would be her throat, but it would be different from the way the other man took her throat. Mathew would pump it in and out, rasping harshly over her delicate throat.

He loved the way her tongue got in the way of his cock and rubbed it erotically although he was sure that she didn’t do it on purpose. He rhythmically fucked her mouth, pumping inch after inch inside then withdrawing, always back to take her again. He’d fuck her with five thrusts, but on the sixth, he’d shove it in and held it. He twisted her head from side to side as he sought to corkscrew his cock deeper into her reluctant mouth. He looked down at her as he slowly pulled her onto his cock. Her eyes teared up as he made her gag, her mouth opened wider when she did. He pressed forward to drive another millimeter of cock inside her mouth.

She hissed as her nostrils flared to take in precious air. His thick cock blocked her mouth, and she suffered when he held her against him and forced his cock deeper into her mouth. She gagged and choked, but he cared little. He tossed her head about as he sought the depths of her mouth and throat. Then, he pulled back, fucking her mouth again. This time she counted, and it was five thrusts before he pulled her down onto his cock as though she was a ragamuffin doll. He kept her pinned against him for long minutes before he started his strange ritual once again. Five times he fucked her mouth and then harsh minutes of fighting to keep his cock out of her throat as he held his cock into her throat. More of his cum filled her mouth, and it invaded her taste buds. Drops of his cum tasted like gallons. She couldn’t imagine what it would be like if he came in her mouth. She hoped she wouldn’t have to find out.

Mathew pulled his cock out of her mouth, not by choice. It was his instructions. He took the ropes off the hook that held her arms and leg up. He pushed her to the floor on her back. Her hands were still bound together, but she put her arms high over her head in surrender. She wanted to get fucked as bad as he wanted to do it. He’d make sure she took it hard.

He’d grabbed her legs and held them up high. He bent them until her crotch opened up so wide she thought she’d split up the middle. His cock rubbed along her slit to gather up her juices, and they were abundant. She might’ve protested having a cock in her mouth, but it was the bondage that excited her. It was shameful for others to see her being ravished, but as long as she got fucked in her pussy, it would make up for it. “AAAAHHH!” She didn’t expect him to take her that hard and deep the first thrust. He filled her with four inches of cock before he found her too tight to go any deeper on the initial thrust. He pulled out, but he was back with the same intensity, but this time, he bottomed out in her pussy. His cock head slammed into her cervix. It felt like he tried to drive his cock through her body and pin her to the floor with it. He pulled back and was inside her again with such vengeance as though he punished her with his cock.

“Grab my cock with your muscles, Emily. Give me a good fuck, or I’ll drive my cock into your womb!” His hips were a blur as he fucked her, but he soon felt her clench on his cock as he pulled out. She was soaked, so it was easier to take her hard, but she was taking out every inch he gave her.

Now, she was being fucked. Bound, it made it more exciting, unable to stop him from doing what he wanted of her. He pulled her up until she was sitting on his cock, his body spread out on the floor beneath her. He put his hands under her buttocks and lifted her up and down on his cock as though she didn’t weigh a thing. Her weight betrayed her each time she was pulled up and then let down abruptly. His cock was like a spear as it shoved into the deepest depths of her pussy. She did everything to make him cum, twisting her hips from side to side.

Then, he put her on her hands and knees. Her breasts hung down like ripe fruit, and his cock was back inside her with ease. He held her hips to make sure she couldn’t avoid his punishing thrusts as he rocked her body with each powerful thrust inside her. His hands began to climb all over her body, and she never knew where they’d go next. Her nipples and breasts were crushed, pinched and twisted, but it made her pussy tighten around his cock, and pain turned to pleasure. It was best when his hands crept around her hips and went between her legs. His fingers sought out her clit, and she arched her ass back as soon as they found it. She began to shove back to meet each thrust even though it meant that his cock smashed into her cervix each time. Her clit loved the attention, soft and caressing or hard and pinching, they both would bring her to the same conclusion.

Mathew couldn’t last much longer. His cock was in her mouth and pussy too long. He needed to cum, and he’d take her with him. He slapped her buttocks hard to ring out in the room like gunshots. Her pussy tightened up so much that he could barely pull his cock out. He tossed her about as his cock never stopped fucking her.

She couldn’t stop it if she wanted to, and she didn’t. His fingers twisted and yanked on her clit. That should’ve been a turn-off, but it had the opposite effect. She came powerfully. It was as if she hadn’t cum in months, but it had been a long time since she came from a cock inside her pussy. Her juices exploded on his cock, but it was met by Mathew’s orgasm. He came inside her to blanket her pussy with his hot cum that shot out like it came from a cannon. That only set her off to a higher level to match each of his ejaculations with one of her own. He continued to fuck her as he spewed his cum inside her, Emily glad that it wasn’t in her mouth that received his sperm.

He humped her furiously as he came, blasting his cum inside her. He never let her clit loose, but he was gentler as their orgasms began to diminish. He finally shot his last load of cum inside her, but he never withdrew. He felt her gentle contractions on his cock, and the hot tight hole was too good to give up. He was almost on her back as their sweat-drenched bodies clung to each other. He felt her shiver beneath him.

She was totally fucked through and through. She could feel the final contractions of his cock inside her. It took him long minutes before he pulled out. She looked at his cum-covered cock. It had lost some of its hardness, but it was still formidable. She turned red when the men that watched her started clapping. Mathew took a bow, but Emily was ashamed.

She went back to her room and the first thing she did was brush her teeth, and the next was take a shower.





Chapter 10: Trained to “Open Your Mouth”

There were more women in the dining room when she went for dinner. She ordered fish and veggies. Some of the women were sitting together, but others were at tables by themselves. There was one table nearby with a stunning blonde that was just starting to eat. Emily brought her drink with her. She stopped at the table. “I’m Emily, do you mind if I join you?”

“No, sit down. I’m Morgan. What are you having for dinner?”

“Fish and veggies, I hope.”

“You won’t be disappointed. Last time I had fish, it was fresh trout. Who has fresh trout?”

“Is the food always this good?”

“Yes, there are some fringe benefits besides the fucking,” Morgan said as she smiled.

Emily couldn’t believe she said that. She didn’t look like what Emily expected the other women would look like, but then again, Emily wasn’t exactly the image that she had in her head. “Yes, there is that.”

“They do make sure you cum. I had some lovers that weren’t that gracious.”

“You’re very candid, Morgan.”

“Would you rather I lie and say I’m taking knitting classes here?”

“Hardly knitting, maybe needle prick, point,” Emily added.

“All of the men are substantial and talented. That is why they are such excellent trainers, even Dr. Michael.”

“Dr. Michael?”

“I don’t want to spoil it. You must be new.”

“Yes, today to be exact. How long have you been here?”

“A little over a week, but I’m leaving after tomorrow. My husband is going to test me tomorrow to see if I meet his standards.”

“Your husband sent you here?”

“Yes, the women are sent here by their husbands or lovers.”

“I’m not, but Dr. Michael said he would find someone for me.”

“I didn’t think there were any women that weren’t attached. How did they know that you weren’t very talented in bringing pleasure to a man?” That was odd.

“I was a virgin in my mouth and ass, and my pussy was only used by one man.”

“That won’t last long.”

“It didn’t, my ass is still virgin, but my mouth had two cocks today, one in an extremely strange way. I said I’d never take a man’s cock in my mouth, and they proved me wrong twice. But I haven’t had a man cum in my mouth, although one did in my belly. That was another never I vowed, and I expect by tomorrow that will be broken.”

“How old are you?”

“Eighteen.”

“That’s a sheltered life. Dr. Michael must’ve seen something in you. You’re lucky he took an interest, otherwise, you’d never experienced anything like this.”

It was a strange conversation, but neither of them was ashamed of what they were doing. Her food was brought over, and Morgan was correct. It was fresh trout, and it looked like fresh vegetables. They continued to talk over dinner. Morgan was twenty-three, married to a man that was thirty-nine. He was CEO of a software company. He was nerdy but also a billionaire. He started the company when he was twenty-one, and his talent was not only in software, but also in management. He was one of the few that could grow a company and manage it as it grew large. He learned quickly, and he also learned that he liked his women a certain way. He fell in love with Morgan, but she disappointed him in bed. Morgan never had that problem with a man, but most men chased her, not the other way around, so she could be choosy. The men tried to please her, not the other way around. Morgan fell in love with him, and they got married, but it was with a stipulation that she’d go to Green Mountain Institute for sexual training. Morgan wouldn’t do it until she met the charming Dr. Michael. He convinced her.

Morgan refused to tell Emily what happened here. “You have to learn yourself and be surprised each time. Otherwise, you’d drive yourself crazy thinking about what lay ahead.”

They went into the TV room. It was empty, all the rooms had TV’s and most women kept to themselves and needed time at night to recover and reflect on what happened during the day. They stayed for an hour talking, but then, the two of them did the same and retired to their respective rooms.

Emily had the same thoughts in her head when she went back to her room. She hated that they took her mouth with their cocks. She tried to resist, but once they breached it, she thought nothing of doing what they required of her. Her mouth would give her no pleasure. It would only give a cock pleasure. Anything they did to her mouth was distasteful, painful or disgusting, yet she opened her mouth each time to accept a cock without regard. It was a puzzle that confounded her.

She turned on the TV, but she wasn’t really interested. It was a short time later that there was a knock on the door. She was nervous about answering it. What if they wanted to take me again tonight? I hadn’t thought about that. She nervously answered the door and was glad that it was Dr. Michael.

“Do you mind if I come in, Emily?”

“No, come in.” Emily, like Morgan, also found Dr. Michael charming and him masturbating her the other night never left her head. “Have a seat.”

He sat on the couch. “Sit next to me, but first, take off your clothes.”

She looked at him, but he said it so naturally as if it was the most normal thing to say in a polite conversation. She saw it in his eyes and he meant it. She didn’t say a word as she did as he requested. It didn’t take her long, not sure why she stripped so quickly for him. Then, he did something strange. He stood up.

“Take off my clothes,” he instructed her as he stared at her naked body. He never got used to looking at it. She was built for sex.

He had scrubs on, so it didn’t take her long. She had to hurry because she could see his erection poke out the front as though it was a tent pole. His eyes never left her body, and she got wet from his gaze. His chest was firm, but it was his talented hands that drew her eyes but not tonight. She pulled his scrubs down his legs. She left him there to stand in his shorts while she bent down and took his shoes and socks off. She could see out of the corner of her eye that his cock couldn’t stay still. It was so close that she could touch it, but she didn’t. It jerked up and down as if it had a mind of its own. She finally got them off and stood back up again. She hoped he’d fuck her. She didn’t want another cock in her mouth, even his. She pulled down his shorts, and his cock bounced free. It was impressive in all its glory.

“Sit down.”

That was odd. They sat next to each other completely naked. He grabbed her closest leg and put it on top of his. She obliged him by spreading her other leg wider. He wanted her crotch opened up, and she helped. He put an arm around her and drew her closer next to him.

“Masturbate my cock, and I’ll get you off, Emily.”

She’d rather he fucked her, but she wouldn’t complain. She reached over, and her fingers tried to curl around his erection, but he was too big for her fingers to meet. She still kept a tight grip on the shaft as her hand began to move up and down the shaft, pulling the loose skin with it as she did. His fingers found her pussy wet and two fingers went inside immediately. She clenched on them provocatively as if she could tease him with her tightness and tempt him into putting his cock inside her pussy.

“Yes, that’s good, Emily. You know your way around a cock,” he complimented her. Her fingers passed over the head and tightened as they did. She used her thumb to rub the very tip and cover the smooth head of his cock with his leaking cum.

His fingers pulled out so he could stroke her slit, but she shifted back on the couch so her ass would rise higher as his finger slid down. His finger passed over her perineum, and she was glad that it didn’t stop until he found her anus. His thumb rubbed over the trembling hole as his other fingers rubbed her pussy. She felt the pressure of the thumb on her anus, but he didn’t try to penetrate her. She was disappointed. It was strange for both of them to masturbate each other so casually.

Dr. Michael grew too excited. She was doing such a good job that he was ready to cum. He pushed her leg off his and pulled her over even closer next to him.

She panicked when he pulled her closer to his cock. She feared that he’d shove her head down and he’d tell her to open her mouth, and then, it would be filled with his cock. The head was already slippery and slick with his cum. Luckily for her, he wanted her to use two hands on his cock. She obliged him, anything but her mouth. His hand stayed on her hands to guide her as she rubbed his cock up and down with two hands. She could hear his heavy breathing, and his cock grew bigger. He deserted her hands so he could go back to rubbing her pussy. He sought out her clit as she used her talents to rub the head of his cock and coax more cum from his balls. Her clit was hard and alive from his touch.

She worked over his cock with such skill. She took broad strokes with it, and one hand left it, but she cupped his balls and gently squeezed them to coax out his cum. Not even all that happened to her that day could stop the pleasure that built up in her body. It was as though she hadn’t cum in weeks, not hours. It was messy when Dr. Michael came, but she never stopped stroking his cock even as her hands were covered in his thick cum. At least it wasn’t in her mouth. She came with him as his expert fingers manipulated her to cum. Watching his cum shoot up into the air made her climax better.

She cleaned his cock with a warm washcloth, and then, he got dressed. He left immediately. He’d only come over so she could masturbate him.

* * * *

Emily didn’t sleep that well that night. Too many things ran through her head. A lot of it was what would happen the next day, but there was also what had already happened to her, cocks in her mouth paramount in importance. This day was filled with dread, excitement and apprehension. She ate a bowl of fresh fruit for breakfast, not wanting too much in her stomach. She ate in the dining room, but it was almost empty. It looked like she was the only one that started early.

Jared knocked on her door. She opened it up immediately. The new women tended to do that fearing the unknown and the price they’d pay if they disappointed. She was ready, dressed in only a robe. She was naked beneath it he was sure. “They’re waiting for you, Emily.”

She followed him out, but she didn’t like the sound of “they.” That meant more than one. She was led down a series of corridors, farther than she ever went before. All of them were locked. Jared stopped at two large double doors, but he didn’t use his key card yet.

“Take off your robe, Emily.” She saw the pair of leather cuffs in his hand. She didn’t know where they came from, but she knew they were for her. She let her robe fall to the floor and turned her back to Jared. She put her wrists together behind her and waited. It took him only a minute to secure her.

Jared put his key card in the slot, and the doors unlocked. He held one door open, so she could enter. He didn’t enter, for his job with her was done.

She found herself in a large room, larger than any other she’d been in. It was more luxurious. There was a black carpet that covered the center of the floor, but her eyes were drawn to the front of the room. There was a small pedestal, and on it were eight chairs, all thickly upholstered chairs. Six of them were occupied by men. It was a range of ages, from mid-thirties to over fifty. Emily wasn’t a good judge of men’s ages once they got into their late forties or fifties. It was deceiving, depending on how well they kept their bodies and how well their bodies kept them. It must be the benefactors of Green Mountain Institute because they were well dressed and looked prosperous. Some were handsome, but no one was ugly. They weren’t as muscular as the staff. All eyes were on her, and she couldn’t help but feel a blush come over her. She was never ashamed of being naked in front of a man, but this was different. She didn’t know them, yet they were here to see her be trained and perform sexually. From the looks of them, it was as if they’d come to the movie theater to see the latest movie.

She turned when someone came over to her, but it was two men. One was younger, so she suspected he worked for the institute, the other was older, but not much, maybe forty, but from his dress and appearance, he was one of the benefactors.

“I’m Sean, and I’m your trainer. If you follow my every direction, you can save yourself a lot of grief. I’m a strict taskmaster, and I require complete obedience. The price for failure is pain. I have no qualms about taking a whip to you. With your body naked, that wouldn’t be advisable for you.”

They never said she’d be punished, but that should’ve been a given now that she was spanked, had her mouth breached by a cock then tied down to a man’s lap, bound and stripped, forced to suck and then fucked. Many of those tasks she would’ve ever volunteered for. And she was bound now. “Yes, Sir.” She thought she should be submissive now if she wanted to survive the day.

“I’m Peter. I’m a benefactor of the institute, but today, they asked if I would participate. I saw a picture of you, and I couldn’t deny you the pleasure of my cock. But, you best give me your finest attention, or I will take you more harshly.”

“The other men are here to enjoy this session and see you perform. Some of their partners are in the same boat as you are now,” Sean told her.

Peter was ready, and he began to undress. He felt a bit of pressure to strip in front of so many people, but after he saw Emily’s body, he knew he’d have no trouble getting hard repeatedly. She’d make sure of that.

That was a disappointment when it was Peter that undressed, not Sean. He was naked quickly, and his cock stuck out in front of him. He might be older and less muscular, but he didn’t lack in the cock department. Then, she heard those fateful words from Sean.

“Get on your knees, and I’ll instruct you in the correct posture.”

She did it quickly, for the fear of punishment overcame the fear of having a cock in her mouth. As soon as she did, she was at the perfect height for Peter’s cock to be in front of her face.

“Legs further apart, you’re pussy should be available at all times. Sit back on your legs, back straight, arched slightly, so your breasts are pushed out to their fullest potential. They should be available for hands.” He went next to her and brushed the hair out of your face.

“Lick your lips, Emily.”

She did it, but that was the easy part.

“Yes, they’re wet and sparkly. Now, I want you to begin licking Peter’s cock. Start with the head. You’ll see that he’s already leaked out a few drops for you to savor. Don’t worry there’ll be more for you today. Look up at Peter’s eyes as you perform. There is nothing sexier than a beautiful woman staring at you while she sucks your cock.”

If she needed any more hints at what she’d have to do, that was it. At least she didn’t have to take his cock in her mouth yet. She took a deep breath, and then, her tongue slipped out of her mouth. Peter moved forward, so she didn’t have to. His cock was hot as her tongue touched it, but it was the taste that made her scowl. She couldn’t believe she did it, but she licked the smooth head of his cock. She was up close and personal, a strange perspective to see a man’s cock. The head was a darker red, and the slightest touch of her tongue on it made it jerk up and down, so she had to follow it around. She could feel the thick ridge around it with her tongue. More drops dripped out, and she could see the murky cum on the tip. She had to keep reminding herself to look into his eyes, wanting instead to close her eyes and put this out of her mind. More cum invaded her mouth when she drew her tongue in to stain it with the foul taste. It was thick and salty.

“Lick his balls, Emily.”

She looked up at Sean in surprise. Did he really say that? He didn’t say a word, demanding her obedience. She had to turn her head sideways and duck under the bouncing cock. She was grateful that he’d shaved his pubic hairs, but his ball sack was wrinkled. She gagged the first time her tongue licked it, but she didn’t turn away from the task. She knew there would be much more disgusting things that she’d be required to do. She lapped at his ball sack like a kitten licking his skin. His cock bounced excitedly and bumped on her face.

“Lick his cock from his balls, up the shaft and over the head. Then back down. Keep it up until I tell you to stop. I want to see his cock slippery with your spit.”

She could smell his musky male scent as she licked his cock. The shaft’s skin wasn’t tight like the head or as smooth. She took broad swipes up and down, making sure her tongue lavished attention on his balls and the head, always gathering up more of his leaking cum. Just tiny drops felt as though it was gallons in her mouth with the foul taste. It took her a long time before she covered every inch of it.

“You have a talented tongue, Emily.” Peter couldn’t wait much longer. He had to be inside her mouth.

Sean saw Peter’s impatience. If he didn’t do something quickly, Peter would grab her head and jam his cock into her mouth. “Open your mouth wide and take the head of his cock in your mouth, Emily. All the way down to the ridge. Make your lips tight around it. Flutter your tongue around the head. I’m sure that Peter will give you a present of more of his cum.”

It was difficult to concentrate on Peter’s cock when the men on the stage watched her. She’d heard the magic words “open your mouth wide.” That was the beginning of the end. She took a deep breath, the last one she’d have for a while. His cock jumped when it touched her lower lip, rising up dramatically to slam against her upper lip. She closed her lips to trap it as the head of his cock slipped through her lips. Her tongue accidentally touched the head, and a spurt of cum shot out. She pulled her tongue back, but it was too late, covered in a thick blanket of cum that refused to mix with her spit.

“Keep your lips tight, and I want to see that tongue move in your mouth over his cock. Excite him,” Sean instructed her.

She kept turning her head to see the men watch her. She couldn’t get the audience out of her mind. What are they thinking of me? Do they think I am doing a good job?

Her tongue went back to licking the head of Peter’s cock. More cum leaked out, but her mouth was already fouled with it, so it made little difference.

“Show her what you like, Peter, so she can do it?”

Peter’s hand went to the back of her head, and then, he began to thrust with his hips. Her mouth was impaled on his rock hard cock, moving to the depths but drawing back until her lips captured the head. He moved fast, sliding back and forth, Emily never knew which way he’d shove his cock in. Sometimes it would go in at an angle to push out her cheek, other times he would attempt to get the maximum depth and smash against the opening of her throat. He never pulled his cock out of her mouth as his cock was like a machine.

“Make your lips tighter, Emily.” Sean continued to teach her.

Her lips clamped around his cock, but it was slippery with her spit and his leaking cum, so it continued to churn back and forth in her mouth. When he did pull his cock out, it gave her a chance to cough and try to swallow all the spit in her mouth that his cock blocked from escaping.

“Look into his eyes,” Sean ordered her once again. “Always be looking into his eyes as he mouth fucks you.”

She saw his lust in his eyes, opening her mouth wide once again, so he could thrust in unopposed. His hand was powerful on her head as his fingers dug into her scalp and twisted her head from side to side, so his cock could touch every inch of her mouth. She couldn’t stop the strange noises that came from her mouth. Some of it was all the spit inside, some from when he thrust too hard and the head of his cock would beat at the entrance of her throat, the rest was her strangled breathing as she tried to fill her lungs with air.

Peter pulled his cock out of her mouth to give her a chance to breathe. He didn’t want to choke her to death, at least not yet. “Lick it.” She had to open her mouth wide, and he slid his cock through her lips lengthwise. “Tongue out farther, Emily, get every inch of my cock.”

His cock slid over her tongue with ease, back and forth, depositing more of his leaking cum on it. Then, he was back in her mouth, but he pulled out again.

“Tongue all the way out.”

She did, and he began to slap his cock on her tongue, making her lick it as he used his cock like a club on her tongue and face. Her tongue was stretched as far as it would go as she hoped to please him. Then, his cock was back in her mouth. He shoved all the way to the back, but he stopped when his cock plugged her throat.

She’d learned to keep her eyes on his. He heard her gag, but it was the tears that fell from her eyes that made his cock harder and more determined. Peter and he would teach her to be a good cocksucker.

“Now, you show him what you’ve learned, Emily.”

She opened her mouth again and took in his cock. Peter’s hand left her head. She was on her own. His cock filled her mouth. It felt thicker as her lips stretched around it. She started to move her head, pushing down and taking more of his cock in her mouth. She felt the head of his cock slide over her tongue, and the thick ridge slipped back and forth through her lips.

“Keep your tongue out beneath it and suck his cock. Flutter your tongue as you do.”

It was difficult to do what he asked. With part of her tongue outside her lips, her mouth had to open wider. She wiggled her tongue from side to side as her head rocked back and forth as she sucked him. She took inch after inch of cock in her mouth. It was a disgusting task she had to perform. She kept looking over at the men that watched her, their eyes gazed intently at the cock that slid in and out of her willing mouth. Her nostrils flared as she struggled to drink in precious air to fill her lungs. The smell of his arousal and cum went up her nose.

“Take it deeper, Emily. You’re going to have to take it all in. You can stop when you can lick his balls with his cock still in your mouth.”

Peter wasn’t the longest cock she ever saw, thankful for that, but she’d never get it all the way inside her mouth without the head probing her throat. Her head moved more urgently now, needing to please Peter with her mouth. She clenched her lips tightly around it, so she could drag out more of his leaking cum. Then, she shoved her head back down as his cock penetrated her mouth with his cock in one thrust. Each time she went down on his cock, she tried to take it deeper into her mouth. She looked out of the corner of her eye to see the men watch her sucking Peter’s cock. They never took their eyes off her.

Sean leaned over so he could see the gap between her mouth and Peter. “You can do better than that. You have inches more to go. Deeper, Emily, take his cock deeper into your mouth.” That was the most difficult thing to teach the women.

She had to please them all. She sucked on the head, extracting more cum, but then, she pushed down and took another two inches of cock into her mouth. She paused but didn’t pull back. His cock bounced in her mouth. She pushed harder once again, so another inch penetrated her lips. She could feel the head of his cock bounce on the roof of her mouth, and it was close to her throat. The next push gave Peter what he wanted. The head of his cock covered her throat, and she gagged loudly.

“GGGLLLUGGH!” She didn’t back off in spite of the tears that ran from her eyes and her nose running. Her mouth was filled with saliva. She twisted her head sideways. It wouldn’t go down her throat. She pulled back, and her tongue ran over the head, but she quickly shoved back down onto his cock with one thrust that filled her mouth with his cock. She began to suck him, her head rocking back and forth, her lips tight and her tongue actively licking every inch of his cock. She could hardly breathe, but she never stopped. She stared into his pleased eyes, but also, her head went back and forth as the men watched her perform this loathsome task. They all smiled their approval. She could only imagine what she looked like, an eighteen-year-old woman, naked and bound, sucking the cock of an older man with such enthusiasm.

Peter and Sean let her get the practice of sucking cock, refusing to let her stop. Even when she slowed down or stopped, she never pulled his cock from her mouth as if she knew it was destined to stay there. Peter began to thrust with his hips in sync with her movements.

Peter finally took his cock out of her mouth. She got excited that maybe he wouldn’t cum in her mouth. He lay down on the black carpet and held his cock up like a spear.

Sean helped her over to Peter, and she was smart enough to know what he wanted. She straddled Peter’s hips with her legs, and then, Sean helped her sit on Peter’s cock. Peter helped, aiming his cock at her pussy as she crouched over him and her pussy opened in invitation. He began to enter her. It felt good as he stretched her. She wanted a cock in her pussy, so she could enjoy it, not like taking a cock into her mouth. Sean slowly lowered her down as Emily’s weight was her worst enemy to impale her on Peter’s cock. Her crotch split open by the way she sat on him, her knees parted wide. He filled her until the head of his cock banged against her cervix.

“Fuck me, Emily.”

She began to rock on her legs, and her hips moved back and forth. She knew how to pleasure a cock with her pussy, clenching on his cock with her muscles as she fucked him. It felt so good.

“Faster, Emily.” Sean punctuated his request with a sharp slap to her buttock.

He might not realize it, but it was the best way to make her do something. All she needed was a firm spanking. She moved faster, luckily she was in good shape from dancing, and she could fuck all night if she had to. Peter’s hands went under her buttocks, and he pushed her up as he thrust with his hips. She helped him in spite of the outcome as she bounced up and down on his cock. His cock ripped her in all directions. Emily never knew which way, some of them painful, when his cock went ways that stretched her elastic passage painfully. Her breasts bounced as she rode him. She looked up to see the men watch her sit on a cock and fuck it.

Peter loved this. All he had to do was lay there and let her pussy grip his cock and have her ride it up and down. But, after a while, Sean had other ideas.

Emily was pulled off Peter, but this time, she was put on her back. Sean made sure her bound arms were pulled to the side so she wouldn’t lie on her hands, but they were still uncomfortable. Peter yanked her legs up and climbed between them. He was eager, and she was impaled on his cock in seconds. She was wet, so it wasn’t a problem. Sean turned her head.

“Look at the men in the audience. They want to see the expressions on your face as you get fucked.” Sean aimed her head to the front. Her legs were up in the air as Peter began to fuck her. She couldn’t deny that he was good. His cock rode in and out of her, jerking her body with his powerful thrusts. Her breasts moved back and forth as he fucked her. His hips were like a machine gun, rapid fire in and out of her pussy.

Sean made her lock her ankles behind his back and grip his cock as he fucked her. It felt good, but she wanted more. She finally got what she wanted, although she didn’t know why she wanted this position, especially with all the men that watched her. She was put to her knees, her head on the soft carpet to look at the audience. She’d be taken doggy style, like an animal. Peter would have an excellent view of not only his cock fucking her pussy, but her anus would be on display. His cock felt bigger and thicker from behind as he slid in and shoved all the way to her cervix with one thrust that shattered her body. He pulled out, but then, he shoved in and battered her with each thrust. He picked up steam, and she was shoved on the carpet each time he battered her buttocks with his body. His cock was like a battering ram.

He loved the way he took her so ruthlessly, Emily unable to do anything but take his hard fucking. Her body was rocked with each thrust, and it felt as though he could pierce her womb if he fucked any harder. She cried out each time, but he didn’t know whether it was pain or pleasure or that he cared little except for his pleasure.

Sean made her turn her upper body sideways so the audience could see her full breasts swing from the powerful thrusts. Peter was doing much better than Sean expected.

Without pulling out of her, Peter kicked her legs out from underneath her, and she found herself lying prone on the carpet, Peter still on top of her. He yanked her by her arms and pulled her back. Her body arched unnaturally, her head off the ground. She didn’t know what to expect. The outcome wasn’t it. Her body was pounded into the floor by his cock. It felt as though he would pierce her womb with his cock. Her body rocked up and down. It wasn’t anything she ever expected. He literally hammered his cock into her body. This was not lovemaking but hard fucking. Her pussy had to stretch around his cock as he continued. The force of his thrusts was actually making her body inch along the carpet. She wondered if she’d end up with rug burn on the front of her body. Her nipples scratched on the carpet, but it was her pussy that caught all her attention. His heavy body pushed so hard on her that her pussy lips spread apart and the carpet found the soft, tender insides to rub harshly on. She thought the carpet was soft, but under the punishing fucking, it was anything but soft. Everything was getting rubbed raw on the carpet, but if it should’ve been painful on her swollen clit, that was the last thing that she thought of. It rubbed and scraped her clit, but at the same time, she had a big cock take her ruthlessly from behind. This should’ve never brought her pleasure, but that was what it did. “Fuck me harder. Hammer me with your big cock, Peter. Make me cum from your punishing fuck!” She wanted to be punished into cumming.

Sean was surprised by her words, but he wouldn’t deny a woman her sexual wishes as long as the man got his orgasm at the same time. “Cum in her, Peter. Make her cum with you. Fuck her hard and fast. Rip up her pussy with your big cock.” He wanted to inspire Peter, but he hardly had to do that. Peter heard Emily’s words, and that inspired him enough. He was fucking her a foot along the carpet, dragging her forward with his big cock.

She’d encouraged him to fuck her harder, and it worked. She was ready to explode. She didn’t know if his cock was getting bigger or thicker, but it felt that way. He stretched her in ways she’d never been stretched before. If she didn’t think Peter was big enough for her, she was wrong. He took her with such talent in the most unnatural way. She could cum any second if she wanted to, but she struggled not to. She’d wait for the first blast of Peter’s cum into her unprotected pussy. That would set her off.

He ripped his cock up and down her pussy. With her legs closed together, it made her tighter, and she clenched his cock with her pussy muscles. She was trying to wring the cum from his balls. She succeeded as he plunged in so hard and deep that she slid six inches across the carpet. When his cock head smashed into her cervix, he unleashed a torrent of cum inside her. He drew his cock back, but it was difficult. It was as if she refused to let his cock go. He shot again before he could pull almost out then thrust back in aided by the cum he left behind.

She was bound, naked, helpless and fully impaled in front of an audience of strangers. That is what made her orgasm explode when Peter’s cum shot against her cervix with such power. Her body shook and trembled as she rubbed her pussy on the carpet while Peter’s cock continued to ravish her. The more he came, the more she did. It was as if everything in her life centered on the cock that split her up the middle. Their sweat-drenched bodies were stuck to each other as his hips continued to power his cock back and forth inside her pussy without reservation. His weight made her swollen clit slide on the harsh carpet with such pleasure. It was as if time stood still as they both came in sync with each other.

It almost hurt the last time he shot his cum into her pussy. He never had such a powerful orgasm before. He pushed up onto his arms so he could take some of the weight off Emily. He could hear her harried breathing as she struggled beneath him, pinned to the floor like an ant. He could barely pull his cock out of her, her pussy muscles continued to clench on it.

She finally could fill her lungs with air as Peter got off her. The carpet beneath her was soaked with her cum and some of his dripping cum.

“Get on your knees, Emily, and put your ass facing the audience. Show them your well-fucked pussy.”

It was humiliating to do. The sexual aura was gone now that her orgasm had faded. All there was left was shame. But, she did as he asked.

“Legs spread wider, show them everything, Emily.” Sean pushed her head down so her ass would rise up higher.

She could feel her wet pussy lips exposed for all to see, but Sean continued the shameful display of her well-used body.

“Use your fingers to spread your cheeks and your pussy. They want to see Peter’s cum drip out,” Sean ordered her again. Even with her hands bound, she could do it.

Her fingers dipped into her cum-covered pussy and spread her pussy lips, but it also exposed her anus. She could feel her anal ring begin to open. If she thought it was humiliating before, it grew worse. Some of the men took pictures of her with their phones, and others clapped their approval. She’d performed for them like an entertainer. She was glad when Sean said she could sit up on her knees.

“Ask Peter if he wants you to clean his cock,” Sean told her.

Peter came close to her when Sean said that. She’d kept most of the cum from her mouth as Peter didn’t cum when she sucked his cock. She looked at his cock now. It had lost some of its hardness, but it glistened with shiny cum, and the head had cum running off it in a string. She didn’t know any man that would refuse her request, but it was disgusting for her. “Can I clean your cock, Peter?” Those shameful words came out of her mouth.

“Yes, lick the head and then take it all in. I want your lips to scrape off the cum all the way down the shaft. Don’t forget to swallow it. I wouldn’t want you to miss a drop if it.” Peter had seen some of the other women in training do this, but he never experienced it. That is why he was there looking for his own trained woman to take home.

Her tongue fought her requirement to lick his wet cock, but it lost. It was instantly assailed with both of their cum that coated it. She licked all around the head to gather up the cum.

“Open your mouth and take it inside.” Sean wanted her to hear the fateful command, “open your mouth” so she’d do it without thought of consequences.

She did, and her lips engulfed the wet, semi-limp cock into her mouth. She sucked on the head and was surprised that she was gifted with a few more drops of cum. Then, she began to suck his cock but not to make him cum, but to lick up all the drying cum as if she appreciated the taste and texture. Peter was impatient and put his hand on the back of her head and then began to fuck her mouth. The slippery cum coated her lips like lipstick. He shoved it all the way in her mouth, but he lost some of the length, so it didn’t threaten her throat. He shafted her a dozen times as her tongue and tight lips worked to perform this degrading task. Only then did he pull his cock out of her mouth. She struggled to swallow the spit mixed with cum that filled her mouth. She hoped she was finished so she could go back to her room and rid her mouth of the foul-tasting cum.





Chapter 11: More Training, More Men

“Kneel on the floor, Emily.” Sean would make sure her training was enhanced now, but first, there was one formality to take place. All the women had pictures taken of them. It was for the institute’s records. In Emily’s case, it would also allow prospective benefactors have a look at her body and see her skills.

She was afraid of that, fearing more cocks in her mouth, but the words were better than “open your mouth.” Her hands were bound with the leather cuffs behind her back. All the men in the audience sat forward on their chairs, eager to see better.

Another man came into her view, but he was different than all the others. He didn’t look like one of the nurses or trainers. He was younger, and in his hand was a small camera.

“Dr. Michael requires pictures of you, Emily, so I’ll make sure you are posed provocatively. Follow my every command.”

This she didn’t expect. She feared they’d end up on the Internet for all to see, but she had to trust the integrity of Dr. Michael. She didn’t have a choice. There was no turning back.

“Look into the camera.”

The flash blinded her for a second. Her naked body was revealed. Her hair hung down to cover parts of her naked breasts, but they couldn’t cover much of her large breasts. She hated that her nipples were hard.

“Spread your legs wider,” Sean urged her. His foot tapped on one of her thighs to make her spread them wider. The camera caught a good glimpse of her pussy, but there would be better pictures.

“Bring your legs up and sit on your ass. Spread your legs wide, feet flat on the floor,” Sean ordered her.

The camera took another picture, but it was taken at ground level with her pussy. Her pulled-back pussy lips revealed too much.

“Turn around with your ass to the camera, Emily. Bend your head lower, but turn your head to the side so the camera can catch both your ass and your face.” It still wasn’t a great picture. “Legs wider apart and relax your buttocks. I want you open from ass hole to pussy. Don’t forget to look back.”

The flash went off again.

“Reach down and spread your cheeks apart. Make sure you face the camera so he can capture your anus and your pretty face.”

This grew more humiliating as her fingers were poised next to her anus and she had to expose herself graphically.

“Push back and make your anus pucker up for the camera. This might be the last picture of your virgin ass hole,” Sean teased her.

The camera continued to snap pictures, and the man came closer. The last picture was when the camera was only inches from her exposed anus. “NO, that’s too shameful!”

Sean slapped her buttocks hard. “Spread those cheeks and pucker up for the camera. Keep your face to the camera.”

Her ass rose up higher when she pushed back. She could feel her anus strain as she struggled to give him the shameful pucker he required. The camera almost touched her anus he was so close.

“Would you assist me, Gregg?” Sean called out to one of the benefactors. They’d be privileged to sample the favors of Emily and maybe one of them might take an interest in her. She’d be a real find once she was trained.

Gregg rushed from his seat to go over to them. His cock was rock hard from watching so far. He hoped that he might get some relief.

“Would you mind if Emily sucks your cock, Gregg?”

“No, no.” He was already undressing.

“Kneel up, Emily, and open your mouth.”

Those were the words she hated to hear. Gregg was older, probably in his low forties. He was good looking. He smiled at her, but it was difficult to take that as a sign he was friendly or pleased to meet her when he was stripping off his clothes in haste so she could suck his cock. At least he wasn’t fat and out of shape. His cock protruded out in front of him, and he hadn’t even touched it. He was hairy, his pubic hairs black and thick. His cock wasn’t huge, but it would still stretch her lips. She looked up at him as she leaned forward, his cock only an inch from her mouth. She blew on his cock, knowing that excited any man, but then, she did the inevitable. She opened her mouth and took his cock inside. As soon as her lips encased the shaft of his cock, it was as if she forgot everything else that was going on around her except for one thing. She was to suck his cock and do it with skill and enthusiasm. The camera came around the back of Gregg, and it captured the first glimpse of her with a cock in her mouth and her eyes opened wide. She posed for it but then heard Sean’s words.

“Don’t worry about the camera, Emily. Suck his cock. You won’t be finished until he cums in your mouth. I don’t want Gregg to be disappointed or left wanting.”

She went to work on doing what was required of her in spite of the fateful outcome that she’d have to endure. She took more of his cock into her mouth, sliding her tight lips up and down the shaft. She never took her eyes off Gregg as she performed. Her tongue began to explore his cock, and the first touch of it on his cock sent drops of cum into her mouth. She could never forget the foul taste, and each time it was as bad as the last. Her head slid effortlessly back and forth on his cock. She took more of it in her mouth with each thrust. She wouldn’t be satisfied until she’d feel the tickle of his pubic hairs on her soft lips, no matter what that would cost her.

Gregg struggled not to cum. She was good, yet he couldn’t understand why she needed training, at least with her mouth. She took inch after inch of his cock in her mouth. She twisted her head from side to side so that his cock visited every inch of her mouth. She made sure her teeth never scraped his cock. She was going down deeper, and he heard a deep grunt from her belly at the instant his cock smashed into the back of her mouth. He could feel the head of his cock bump up against the tiny hole of her throat. It opened slightly, but he was proud that his cock was too big to go inside, but he was also disappointed that it didn’t. He tried to resist, but he couldn’t. He grabbed her head in his haste and excitement, and his hips began to thrust to drive his cock deep into the depths of her hot mouth. He drove his cock into her mouth, and when it hit her throat, she coughed and gagged. Her throat opened up and accepted his cock without regret. He could feel it swell in her throat as her muscles tried to push it out, but it was a losing battle. Gregg was too excited to pull out once he was in her throat. He fucked her throat, driving the head of his cock back and forth, but he refused to pull it out. He looked down and saw her nostrils flared as she struggled for air, but he gave her no relief. His pleasure overwhelmed everything else he felt. He finally had to concede and pull his cock from her throat. He was ready to cum, and it would be in her mouth, not directly into her belly that would receive his cum. He wanted to see her to taste it before she swallowed it all.

He pulled out of her throat finally, and she gasped for air as his cock escaped from her mouth, but she licked the slippery head of his cock so she could fill her lungs. She knew the next time would be after she drank his cum. She went back to sucking him. He was the first man to reach down and play with her breasts. She arched her back and pushed them out for his fondling hands. He teased at her nipples and not even when he pinched them too hard could dull the pleasure she got from his fingers. She loved when a man lavished attention on her breasts, even if he was too harsh. Bound, she couldn’t stop him. Her head rocked back and forth as she felt his urgency. He matched her head moving with his hips, and she took the full measure of his cock with each thrust, anything to bring him his pleasure.

Gregg looked down at her as her large eyes stared up at him and his cock slid through her soft, silky lips. Drool ran down her chin, but he couldn’t help that. He was ready to cum, and nothing would stop him now. His hips moved urgently like a machine as he fucked her mouth. She did nothing to stop him, and her tongue continued to run over his cock. He shoved one last time as his muscles clenched tight as his cum shot from his balls into her mouth. Her eyes closed as he flooded her mouth with his cum. He grabbed her head too tight, but he was overcome with lust as he shot out a second time. Her lips stayed tight around the shaft to keep any of his cum from escaping. His hand reached down and grabbed the shaft of his cock. He rubbed it as he induced another jet of cum to fill her mouth. He managed to get a fourth jet of cum before he was spent, but it was too nice in her mouth to pull out quickly.

She tried to swallow some of the cum that blanketed her mouth, but it was difficult with his cock still inside and spewing more of his abundant cum. She had to withstand not only the foul taste, but also the smell of his acrid, salty cum. He finally pulled his cock out of her mouth, but she held her head up so none of it would escape as she tried to get the thick crème to go down her gullet. A dribble of cum leaked out, but her tongue lapped it up like an eager kitten with spilt milk. She waited a moment before she said it. “Would you like me to clean your cock with my mouth, Gregg?”

He held his cock out in front of him. He was proud that it was still hard, although not as formidable as before he came. “Yes, Emily.” What man would turn those innocent eyes and wet lips down?

She took the wet head into her mouth first and licked it. She managed to get a few more drops to leak out to add to the abundant cum that still coated her mouth. Then, she went to work on the shaft where more of the thick cum had settled. Her lips dragged it into her mouth when she pulled back. Her tongue sought out every place that his cum could hide until she had it sparkling clean and slick with her spit. She must have sucked it at least ten times back and forth before she thought she had done a perfect job. Only then did she allow his cock to leave her mouth. She gulped one more time to add to the warm cum in her belly.

Sean stripped off his clothes while Emily was sucking Gregg’s cock. He also called over Nick, and he was eager to join in. They were both naked before Emily finished off Gregg. Just as she licked her lips the last time, Sean was already pushing her to the floor. He rolled her onto her back but let her pull her arms to the side so they wouldn’t be crush beneath her.

Emily was pushed down on her back, but she welcomed it when she saw Sean. He was naked, and his cock was impressive. Young men had such rock hard cocks, and Sean wasn’t any different. It was formidable, and she expected it in her pussy. She might get some pleasure from this. She liked being fucked, and she’d do everything to make Sean enjoy it too.

There were no preliminaries, but as soon as his cock touched her pussy, she grew instantly wet. He grabbed one of her legs and thrust it up into the air until her crotch was opened up. His cock found her pussy, and he thrust in. “AAAAHHH!” She cried out in pleasure when she was filled with a cock. He stretched her in a good way. He fucked her instantly as his hips moved with such speed and dexterity. He took her fully by the second thrust, and he never let up after that. He pounded her with his cock, and she welcomed it. He even grabbed one of her breasts with his large hand and squeezed it like a ripe fruit, but her nipple was rock hard in the palm of his hand. She never felt so much pleasure after all she’d done. She’d sucked too many cocks. She gripped his cock as he fucked her. She wanted him happy.

“That’s a nice tight pussy. It hasn’t been used much. She fucks back nicely.” The man with the camera began to take more pictures of her, this time being fucked properly.

Her body was rocked back and forth by his cock, but all she cared about was the feelings in her pussy. She could feel the thick ridge on his cock rub her with such ecstasy. Then, she saw a dark cloud over her. She looked up, and there was another man standing there.

“That’s Nick, Emily. Open your mouth for his cock.”

Nick kneeled down next to her and grabbed her head and turned her toward him. She came face to face with another cock. She barely saw his face and body, but she was up close and personal with his cock. It was like magic that her mouth opened without thought, and Nick fed his cock into her willing mouth. He was already excited, and the head of his cock was slick with drying cum. Her tongue licked it up as she sucked his cock deeper into her mouth. Sean never let up fucking her. Two cocks were taking her at once as her mouth and her pussy were filled with demanding men’s cocks. She could barely move her head, but that didn’t bother Nick. His hand on her head guided it back and forth all while his hips drove his cock into her mouth. The angle forced his cock in sideways to bulge her cheek, but he didn’t seem to mind. He went after her mouth with a vengeance.

Nick fucked her mouth for a few minutes, but then, Sean changed her position. Both of her legs were hoisted up as he crouched down behind her, her pussy held up high as he aimed his cock back into her soaked pussy. It felt as though his cock went in harder and deeper to slam up against her cervix. Her body bounced up and down as she took the pounding of his cock. Nick wasn’t about to give up. He was back, this time kneeling in front of her face, his cock out in front of him. He bent her head back, and then, he thrust his hips. Her mouth opened up just in time to receive his cock, but he fucked her mouth as if it was a pussy. The position he had her head in lined up her mouth and throat in a perfect line. The first gag was all that was needed. He plowed his cock into her throat at the same time Sean fucked his cock into her pussy. It was as if they were trying to meet somewhere deep in her body with their cocks.

Nick was in heaven as he fucked her mouth. She could do nothing but gurgle around his cock, and that was okay. Her tight throat was all he needed, at least until he was ready to cum.

Nick’s cock felt so much bigger as it plunged in and out of her throat all while Sean’s cock was a machine that fucked her. Sean’s hand searched out her clit, and Emily’s arousal grew exponentially with the thrusts of his cock. She struggled not to cum too quickly. She wanted to wait until they both came in her, but it wasn’t in the stars for that to happen. Sean held out, but Nick couldn’t. She knew when he pulled out of her throat. He rode his cock back and forth through her lips and then unloaded in her mouth. She came when the cum hit the back of her mouth and made her choke on the thick crème. That degrading act set her off, and she came on Sean’s cock as she struggled to swallow another man’s load of cum. It was as if none of the men had cum in months, their balls filled with cum. It wasn’t so bad when she came with him.

Sean was built for stamina, most trainers were. They were there to fuck, not cum. He had four more benefactors that would be jealous if he didn’t give them the same opportunities that Gregg and Nick had. He called over Terrence and Brady. Emily was just getting enough strength to get back on her knees when the two men joined her, one on each side of her.

There were three men next to her now, but all she could do was keep her eyes on Sean’s cock. He was still big, hard and unfulfilled. The sounds of zippers sliding down took her attention as the other two men began to undress.

“This is Terrence and Brady, Emily. Terrence is the bigger one. Please them both.”

Terrence smiled proudly as Brady kneeled down next to her. He put one hand on the back of her head and the other on her chin to hold her securely. He forced her head to the other side where Terrence waited for her. “Open your mouth.”

Terrence’s cock confronted her. She could barely see him, only his cock it was so close. He was big, the head thick and dark red. Her mouth opened, unable to do anything else but surrender. As soon as her mouth took in his cock, Brady’s hands on her head were replaced with Terrence’s hand on the back of her head. He guided her head as she slipped her lips tight around his shaft. Brady wasn’t idle. He pushed her hair away from her breasts, and he cupped one of them as his other hand slapped on her inner thigh until she spread her legs wider. He began to caress her body as she sucked Terrence’s cock as if it was the most normal thing to do.

Her mouth was good. He fucked her face just as he saw the others do. Her tight lips slid up and down his shaft, but she still couldn’t take the last inch or two in her mouth. He saw Brady stand up, his cock in his hand on the other side of her. He’d have to share her mouth, but there was more than enough to go around.

She was sucking Terrence’s cock intensely when she felt him pull his hand away from her head, but it was replaced by another that was determined to turn her head the opposite way. She wasn’t surprised to find Brady’s cock waiting for her, but she had to open her mouth real wide to take it in. Terrence might have the longer cock, but Brady’s had the girth. He had to shove it into her mouth when her lips could barely get around it. When it pushed inside, her tongue was pushed to the bottom of her mouth by his thickness. He began to fuck her mouth instantly. There wasn’t a drop of space in her mouth. It was filled with cock. It didn’t have the length, but it had the volume.

Brady didn’t get many women willing to suck his cock when they saw it, and he never had one willing to take it up her ass. Would Emily be the ideal candidate? He knew she was available. She gurgled around his cock as no other sound would come out her stretched lips. He already gave her a deposit of his cum when her tongue wiggled uselessly underneath it. He pulled his cock back and then shoved back in as he worked hard to make sure she took it all.

She was sure that her lips would tear, but her main concern was breathing. Nothing could get through her lips, they were stuffed with cock, and it was getting bigger. She struggled to breathe through her nose, but she was glad when he gave her a respite and pulled his cock from her mouth. He held her head, so her face was only an inch from his cock as he held it up for her. He began to rub it on her face as her spit and his cum stained her cheek. She knew what he wanted. Her tongue slipped far out of her mouth as he rubbed it on the head of his cock. Her tongue fluttered over the head of his cock, unable to escape the cum that leaked out the tip. With two cocks, her mouth would never lose the foul taste of cum.

Brady could feel her hot breath on his cock, but he wanted to be inside that hot, wet hole that brought him so much pleasure. He shoved the head into her eager mouth, and her lips wrapped around it like a tight rubber band. He began to fuck her mouth once again, not caring that his thick cock plugged her throat when he fully impaled her. She was lucky he wasn’t an inch longer because he’d love to shove his monster down her throat and watch her try to take it.

Terrence was back once again, relieving Brady, but Emily got no relief. She traded one cock for another. He was proud of the length of his cock, so she had to lick every inch of it from the leaking head to the end of the shaft where her tongue got ensnarled in the thick, wiry hairs to choke her. Then, he was back in her mouth, and he fucked her mouth, she didn’t suck his cock. He fucked her mouth slowly, but each time, he shoved more of his cock through her lips. She couldn’t see whom, but it must be Brady’s hands that clenched on her breasts.

Terrence was determined, but he took her gradually, inch after inch of his cock fed into her mouth until he got the first of many gags from her. He pulled back, but he was back again with more determination and power with the thrust. He was successful this time. He had to hold her head tighter as she gagged and then fought him, but once he breached her throat, he wouldn’t let go. He moved his hips from side to side as more of his cock entered her tight throat. “Take it in your throat, Emily.” He couldn’t believe how tight her throat was. He cared little about the tears that stained her cheeks or her rapid breathing as she struggled for air.

Her stomach turned as she choked and gagged, but she was impaled on his cock as it slid down her gullet. She could feel him pull back and then push in again, but he never pulled from her throat. Her head grew dizzy, and she finally got relief just before she thought she’d pass out. He pulled his cock from her mouth, and she bent over, spitting up the bile that came up from her stomach. It tasted terrible, but at least she could breathe.

Brady didn’t want her mouth now. He wanted her pussy. He wanted to stretch her with his thick cock until she begged to make her cum. “Bend her over and let her suck your cock. I’m going to take her from behind.”

Terrence couldn’t wait to violate her throat once again. With both hands holding her head, he sat down on the floor and pulled her down on his cock.

She still had a cock in her mouth as she was pulled over. She was on her knees, and she felt Brady kick her legs apart until her pussy and her crack opened up. Her ass was arched up submissively as if she begged to have that monster inside her. If she thought taking Terrence’s long cock down her throat once again was bad, the thought of her pussy stretching to accept Brady’s thick cock was more threatening. He’d tear her with his cock, but she couldn’t even protest. Her mouth was stuffed with cock, and her pleas ended up being muffled cries.

Brady put his hands on her buttocks and raised her up higher as he held his cock beneath her pussy. Her pussy was wet, but the hole looked so tiny when he shoved the thick head of his cock against it. He saw her squirm, but Terrence held her head, and Brady put his hands on her hips to hold her until he could fully impale her. He watched as her pussy slowly opened under the assault of his cock. She struggled, but she was helplessly pinned between their two cocks.

It was pure agony as his cock pushed into her pussy. The very tip stretched her, and then, suddenly, with a harsh push of his hips, the head of his cock was shoved into her pussy like it was a giant rock. Her insides stretched to the maximum to take it all. As wet as she was, it still was painful.

Brady wouldn’t be deterred by her tight hole. He pressed forward as she bucked beneath him, but there was no way for her to escape his cock. He began to fuck her as inch after inch of his cock was slowly pressed in. It wasn’t long before she took it all, but now, it was time for him to fuck her with it. He wouldn’t be gentle. He wanted all the pleasure he could get. He grabbed her and forced her almost to sit up, but his cock never left her pussy. His hands went to her breasts and pinched her nipples as he fucked her.

Terrence’s cock was pulled from her mouth as Brady sat her up, but that wasn’t a problem. He stood up and grabbed her head. Her mouth opened like it was automatic, and he shoved his cock down her throat with one thrust. He held her as her throat opened up in complete submission to his powerful cock. She gagged and coughed but that only made him harder and more determined.

Emily would’ve realized if she ever had anything that big inside her pussy. She couldn’t believe he didn’t tear her and he was fucking her with it. It was as if he drew out her insides when he pulled out, the suction so powerful behind his cock. Then, he’d shove back in as Emily was impaled in her mouth and pussy at the same time. She couldn’t deny that she felt something from the cocks that fucked her. It began to feel good. Could I cum again?

The two men didn’t care if she came. They only cared about their orgasms that were building up. Both had their cocks in tight holes that rubbed and massaged their cocks with such skill. They jerked their cocks up and down her tight holes until they blasted her with their cum as if they planned this with perfect precision.

It was when they came at the same time that set her off. Her mouth was flooded with cum, but so was her pussy. At least his cock slid easier into her pussy as he jetted his cum. She exploded once again, soaking Brady’s cock with her cum as she tried to swallow all the cum that filled her mouth. The room smelled of cum, and her mouth was soiled with the foul taste once again, but that never slowed down her climax until the two men were done. She felt a flood of cum flow out of her pussy and cum leaked down her chin as she tried to get the thick crème to go down her into her belly.

Clay and Harvey were next, and they were already naked by the time the other men came in her and pulled out. They waited patiently until Emily took each wet cock into her mouth and licked all the cum from it. They did it at the same time as Emily went from cock to cock until they all glistened in the light.

Sean didn’t have to do much but make sure the Emily performed as expected. She took to sucking cock with ease. She might hate taking cock in her mouth, but she opened her mouth without thinking, and she worked over the cocks as though she loved and worshipped them.

“Lie on the floor, Clay. Emily will sit on your cock and ride you. You won’t have to do a thing.” He obliged them as he stroked his cock in front of him. It stood up ready to pierce her pussy.

For a virgin not too long ago, she’s had a lot of experience with a cock inside her in the last couple of days, and they weren’t finished. There was one waiting for her pussy, and the other would take her someway, although she didn’t know how. Her mouth was a good guess. She didn’t know if Sean required his pleasure. She didn’t even know how he stayed hard so long, but this was his job. She didn’t have to be told how to sit on a cock, she’d done it before. She straddled his hips, and Sean helped her so she wouldn’t lose her balance and fall backward or forward. Clay held his cock up, and it was soon pressed up against her pussy. Her weight betrayed her as she was slowly lowered down onto his cock until she sat on him. His cock was firmly embedded in her pussy.

“Fuck him, Emily. Make him cum in you.” Sean instructed her, although she should be doing this automatically. A cock should inspire her to make it cum without thought or reason.

She couldn’t deny that it felt good to have the control although she was still bound. Her hips started going back and forth as she squeezed his cock as it slid inside her. It felt good, and he slid easily into her drenched pussy.

It wasn’t long before Clay joined in. He shoved up with his hips so hard that she was thrust up into the air on his cock, but then, her weight fully impaled her on his cock when she sank back down just as quickly. It was as though he tried to shove his cock into her womb. She fucked him for five minutes before Harvey joined in. He stood over Clay with his legs on each side of his hips, but he faced Emily. It wasn’t lost on her that it was the right height for her mouth. She opened her mouth and leaned forward to take Harvey’s cock inside all while she continued to fuck Clay. Now, she had to concentrate on two cocks fucking her and making sure that they were both pleased.

Sean joined in at the last minute. The men wouldn’t last much longer, but he wasn’t sure if Emily would cum again, so he wanted to inspire her to fuck just as hard to make them cum as she would if it was her climax also. His hand slid over her buttocks. He felt her cheeks try to clench tightly when his finger slid down her sweat-drenched crack to poise over her anus. A sharp slap on her buttocks forced her to relax, and his finger soon probed her. She drove forward onto Clay’s cock when Sean’s finger pushed in, but then, Clay would shove hard with his hips to shove his cock deep into her pussy as Sean pulled his finger from her anus. Each time he’d make her take his finger in her ass to stretch her anew. He drove his fingers into her rectum and made her dance on Clay’s cock.

She had three holes filled with cocks or fingers. At least no cock had been in her ass, but she didn’t expect that to last. Sean’s fingering was a prelude to something much bigger being shoved up her last virgin hole. It felt strange and unnatural to be probed deep inside her guts. It wasn’t exactly the place she’d ever fantasized about having a cock inside.

Harvey came first, but he stroked his cock into her mouth as he came. He wanted to make sure she took in every drop. She still had to fuck Clay while she dealt with the volume of Harvey’s cum. It was only when Harvey pulled out of her mouth did Clay climax inside her as though he waited for that moment. She fucked and squeezed his cock to wring out every drop of cum from his balls. She was exhausted by the time he was finished. Sean had to help her up, but he put her to her knees. She turned to Clay. “Do you want me to clean your cock?” It was in her mouth, and she licked every drop of it.

She was lucky that Sean didn’t want her. She was taken back to her room. The first thing she needed was a shower to clean all the cum from her body, but she brushed her teeth and rinsed her mouth with mouthwash before she did, but the taste of cum still lingered, but it might just be her imagination by now. It was as if the taste of cum was always in her mouth.

Emily went to dinner, and like before, it was almost deserted. She wondered how many women they had there. She got a steak and baked potato. She missed lunch unless you considered a belly full of cum lunch, so she was hungry.

“Do you mind if I join you?”

“No, sit down. The place is empty and quiet, so anything is better than that. I’m Sierra.”

“Emily.”

“That’s a lot of food, you must be starving, Emily. You have a great figure, so I don’t know how you do it.” Sierra was always struggling with her weight, so that is why she had a salad that night.

“I never got lunch today, so I’m making up for it.”

“You must have had one of those all-day fuck-a-thons.”

“Obviously, you’ve been there, Sierra. How long have you been here?”

“Five days, I’m going home tomorrow. I hope my husband is pleased with the new me.” He better after all the cocks she took in those five days just so she could give him everything he desired, no matter how dark and degrading. He loved dark and degrading. “How about you?”

“Two days now.” It seemed like much longer to Emily.

“How long are you going to be here?”

“I’m not sure. Dr. Michael hasn’t told me.”

“Didn’t your husband or boyfriend tell you?” Sierra knew from the beginning, and she counted each day until she could go home. This was an experience, but she wasn’t sure she’d want to experience it again.

“I don’t have one. Dr. Michael is going to try to find one for me.”

“You’re young and beautiful. Are you good sexually, Emily?”

That was a personal question, but here, it was just normal chit-chat to pass the time. “I wasn’t, but I’m getting much better.”

“The institute will do that.”

They talked about a lot of nothing while they ate, neither one wanting to relive what they went through that day. There wasn’t much else to talk about. Emily went back to her room. She wanted to lie down and relax without a cock beating at the entrance of her mouth or pussy.





Chapter 12: Bathed Inside and Out

It was strange, but Emily was told not to have breakfast. That scared her. What will they do to me that might make me throw up or worse? It wasn’t a real problem not to eat. By the end of the day before, her belly was full of cum. She couldn’t believe that she could take so much in her mouth and swallow it. That was her greatest fear of having a cock in her mouth, but now, all she had to hear was the familiar phrase, “open your mouth.” She did it without thinking, and once a cock breached her lips, she forgot her fear, and she went to work performing what they asked her to the best of her abilities.

She waited patiently in her room for the familiar knock, and then, everything after that would be totally unfamiliar. The door knock came soon, and Emily wasn’t surprised that it was Jared. He always seemed to work the day shift. She followed him in her bathrobe, naked beneath it like the previous day. It saved time that she didn’t have to strip off her clothes for them. They went in the opposite direction that day, through two locked doors. She recognized this. It was close to where she was brought in that first day. It was the small hospital they had for town people that were injured.

Jared opened the door and allowed her to pass inside before he closed it. It locked automatically from both sides.

It looked like some kind of operating room. She hoped that they weren’t going to do some strange experimental operation on her to enhance her body for the pleasure of men. She’d seen weird movies like that where earthlings were subjected to body modifications so they would be able to pleasure aliens and their alien sexual organs.

The room was large and almost all white. The floors and the walls were white tiles. The tables were all stainless steel. The floors were sloped with drains arranged in the floor around the room. The only thing out of place was a leather couch placed strategically in the center of the room. All of the rest of the equipment seemed to be hospital equipment.

She noticed the large glass window that separated her side of the room from the other. The other was like a movie theater up on a pedestal with comfortable seats. Will I have an audience today?

Ryan had duty with her. He entered the room and saw her. “How are you today, Emily?”

He acted like this was a casual conversation, but she was polite, not knowing what was coming. “Good, I think.”

“Here are the visitors, so we can begin as soon as they are seated.”

“What are you going to do?” Emily asked nervously.

“I’ll tell you as soon as the visitors are seated.”

She watched as the men sat down, all of them comfortable, not like her. They were the usual collection of benefactors that she’d seen before. She thought she recognized one, but she wasn’t sure.

“We’re ready now, Emily. Take off your robe. I need you naked.”

She was getting less ashamed to strip naked in front of the visitors, but it still made her blush, even after what the others had seen her do. She put her robe on the hook.

“I want you to kneel on the couch, your buttocks facing the visitors so they’ll have a good view.”

She didn’t say anything, but she did get on the couch.

“Buttocks up higher, arch your back. Legs spread wide apart, Emily. Put your head down lower. It’s your ass that’ll be on display, Emily.”

She hated posing like this for them, but she followed his orders precisely. He picked up a jar of Vaseline, and she shivered when she realized why. It wasn’t for her pussy, for that got wet for some reason without any trouble no matter what they did to her. It could only be for one thing as he stuck a finger in the Vaseline and pulled it out. It was thick with Vaseline.

“Have you ever had an enema before, Emily?”

Her head shot up when she heard that word. “Nooo, NNNO!”

“Relax; I’ll make it easy on you. It will be a bit uncomfortable, and it’ll give you cramps while it works, but I’ll let you release it once I’m assured the water went from your lower intestine into your upper intestine so you’ll be thoroughly cleaned.”

“Why?”

“I was instructed to do it. I have no idea why. You’re not going to give me any trouble, are you? If so, I’ll tie you up, but I don’t think that’ll be necessary.”

“No, I won’t give you any trouble.” She knew it would be useless, they’d overpower her with ease, and she feared they might retaliate if she did. It could be a punishment enema if Ryan wanted.

Ryan was to the side of her so everyone would have a good view. “Relax now, don’t fight my finger.”

She shivered when the cold, wet lubricant ran over her anus. He used two fingers to spread her cheeks apart wider, and her anal ring began to blossom open. Her anal muscles began to spasm as his finger made circles around her tight little hole. She tried not to show that she liked being touched there. For some strange reason, she’d never realized such a place could bring her pleasure, but it was as her anus was connected to her pussy. Both of them clenched and unclenched in sync with each other. The pressure became greater as his finger pushed into the center of her anus. Her anal ring began to flower open around his demanding digit. She could feel her anal ring stretch beneath his finger. The slick Vaseline made it easy. She gasped when his finger had success and penetrated her anus. Her sphincter fought to push the finger out, but she had no control over it.

She took his finger with relative ease. The tip of his finger popped inside, and she was hot and tight. “Are you a virgin here, Emily?” He wormed his finger into her rectum, pushing deeper, and he twisted it so she’d feel his knuckles pass through the tight knot of her anal ring.

“Yes,” she replied, but they all knew that.

That was why he suspected that they wanted her clean inside. Someone would be taking her last virgin hole, and they wanted it clean and fresh. Ryan would make sure that it was.

“I’m going to stick my finger in deeper, Emily. Relax your muscles, so I can lubricate you deeper. The enema nozzle is four inches long.”

That sounded like the length of a small cock, not a nozzle. His finger slid inside her like some snake, always moving from side to side, stretching her in a place that shouldn’t be stretched from the outside. She kept her ass arched up high and pushed back with her anus to open herself up to his probing finger. She was ashamed that it didn’t hurt, although she did groan, not wanting them to realize her dark desires.

When she groaned, Ryan slapped her buttocks. Her ass hole gripped his finger with such tightness. He slapped her other buttock and got the same reaction. She was going to bring some man’s cock great pleasure in her ass hole. She’d nip and grab his cock with her ass muscles.

His finger was more demanding now, sliding in and out, going as far as he could before his fat knuckles slammed against her anus. It wasn’t lost on her that it might be just like a small cock fucking her back there. She liked the spanking he gave her as the sound rang out in the room. She pushed back after each spank to impale herself on his finger. His finger pulled out and deserted her too soon.

“I’m going to stretch you open wider, Emily. The enema nozzle is bigger than my finger, but I want you to be completely prepared.”

She took two fingers with ease, although she did give him the usual groan as if she hated what he did to her. His fingers were much bigger, and it felt as though once they pushed through her sphincter and into her rectum, he pulled them apart so her elastic walls would be forced to spread wider. She could only imagine what it would be like for a cock inside her ass. It would be too big for her to handle without serious consequences.

She was tight. With his fingers inside her ass hole, he waited for her to perform. “Clench on my fingers. Show me how powerful your ass muscles are, Emily.”

She tried not to be too willing, but she clenched her ass on his fingers and gripped it tight. She released them, but then, did it again. This time, she held it longer.

He could only pull his fingers out when she released them. Her ass muscles were powerful, but it would be all pleasure for someone with a big cock up her ass. He picked up the probe. It was blue, five inches long, an inch in diameter and smooth. It was used to lubricate her deeper. He greased it up with the Vaseline and then pushed it against her reluctant anus. Even the small girth of it overpowered her tiny hole.

Something bigger and harder touched her anus, and it wasn’t flesh. It was demanding and slick, and soon, her anus gave up the fruitless battle as her anal ring stretched around the probe. It was slick, so it pushed in effortlessly.

“OOOHHh.” That caught her by surprise. It was longer than she expected. It rode inside her, stretching her around the probe to open her up. It felt like what a mini cock would feel like. It was strange and unnatural to be penetrated that deep, yet it paled in comparison to a cock. It continued to burrow into her. Ryan pushed it in a couple of inches and then withdrew it but not completely out. Just before her anal ring would snap free of it, he pushed it back in, deeper this time. He continued to do that, and it wasn’t lost on her that was exactly what a cock would do. He stopped when it was fully inside her, but he tapped the end of the probe so it would resonate deep inside her guts. When he pulled it out, her anus snapped shut, but it was liberally greased and prepared for the fateful enema. That she didn’t look forward to.

“Get on the table now, Emily.” He helped her onto the stainless steel table. This one had a drain in it in case of an accident.

She saw what could only be enema syringe, but it wasn’t small like a syringe the doctor gave you an injection with. She saw the markings on the side of it, one hundred milligrams was the maximum. There was a large plunger on the end to pull the water into it and then push down to shoot the water into her guts. A large bowl of water sat next to it. She knew it would be more than one. The nozzle was everything he said it was, four inches long with a growing thickness to it.

“Stick your ass up, Emily, and push back. I want to see your anus flutter open in surrender,” he teased her.

She had no problem groaning this time, not in jest, but the nozzle was cold and demanding as it pressed up against her anus. As slick as she and the nozzle were, there was little resistance that could be mustered. It slid in, and Ryan didn’t stop until it was in the full four inches. “OOOOHHHHH!” It felt unnatural to feel cold water flood her guts. Ryan pushed the plunger that sent the water inside her with such power. It took only seconds before the syringe was empty. She felt relief when he pulled it out, but she clenched her anus tight, fearing the water would escape.

She watched as he put the syringe in the bowl of water and filled it up. He used two fingers on the outside of her anus to spread her open as the nozzle found her clenched hole and slid in. She was forced to relax as it when fully inside her. A whoosh of water followed quickly. Her stomach responded this time with strange rumblings of the water sloshing around inside her.

Her hands clenched into fists each time he filled the syringe and flooded her guts with more water. Five, six times so far, and he still wasn’t finished. As soon as the nozzle pulled away, she clenched her anus tight. “NNNooo,” she cried out, but Ryan was relentless. He never said how many times he’d fill the syringe, so she was disappointed each time he did it again. Seven and eight times, her belly began to bloat, and her stomach made more weird noises as she tried to accommodate the water. Nine and ten times he filled her before he finally finished and put the syringe down. She struggled to keep the water inside in spite of the pain. She’d felt the agony when the water went from the lower intestine into the upper intestine.

“Let me help you off the table, Emily.”

She was grateful that she could go to the bathroom now. Her stomach kept cramping from the too much water inside her. It felt like she ate the biggest meal.

“Get on the floor on all fours, Emily. You know the position,” he encouraged her.

“No, I have to go to the bathroom, now!” She didn’t think she could hold it much longer.

“Down on your hands and knees, don’t give me any trouble,” Ryan admonished her. He pushed on her shoulders until she was on the cold tiles of the floor. “Push your ass to the audience just like when you were on the table. There’s a drain behind you. You will empty your bowels in there.”

This would be truly humiliating and shameful. They’d see her. How could they want to watch such a disgusting act? Ryan got on the floor next to her. His hand brushed lightly over her buttocks as if he wanted to caress them, but they tightened up as she struggled to hold in the immense amount of water that filled her belly. She didn’t know how long she could resist, but she wouldn’t give in. She knew she’d lose eventually, but she’d be defiant up to the last second.

Ryan had seen this so many times with the women, but he had discovered ways to hasten the final result. He began to spank her, leaving her on edge, almost forgetting to clench her anus to stop the spilling of the water over trying to anticipate when she’d be spanked again and where. He spanked her a half dozen times, but Emily didn’t seem to mind the spanking. He slid one hand under her belly and his other hand between her cheeks. He peeled her cheeks apart by brute strength until the pucker of her clenched anus was revealed, still slick with the lubricant that left her defenseless.

“Give it up, Emily.” He rubbed her stomach, pressing his fingers into her belly to urge the water out. His finger found her anus, and he pressed inward. She couldn’t resist as her anus was too slick. His finger found the tight knot of her clenched muscles and probed it with a single thrust. He could feel the wetness inside as she struggled to stop the inevitable. His finger rode in deeper as she clenched on his digit, but he pressed against her muscles.

“No, NO, don’t,” she begged, but his hand on her belly made her stomach cramp as he massaged the water around. But, it was his finger that penetrated her tightly clenched anus that was her downfall. She couldn’t hold it any longer.

Ryan pulled his finger out just in time. A deluge of soiled water shot out like it came from a hose. He’d judged the distance correct from years of doing this act, and the drain caught her waste with precision. All watched as her anus clenched tight, but it only lasted seconds before she was overcome with more cramps. Another torrent of water shot out as she sobbed a shameful cry. By the third time, she purged her guts, she clenched tight, but Ryan was ready. He fingered her anus once again and set in motion more purging of the enema. She purged almost ten times, the water less soiled by the time she was finished. He stretched her anus open with two fingers to induce the final purge.

She felt him hose down her ass with warm water, and his hand wiped her as he did. Her body was a shameful pink by the time his fingers massaged her anus.

“You may take a shower now, but hurry up. You have a place to be, and you don’t want to make him wait,” Ryan warned her.

That sounded ominous, so she hastened her shower. Her belly finally stopped groaning and making strange sounds. Her anus felt relaxed in spite of what she suffered. She quickly dried off and went back in the other room. The audience was gone, and there was no trace of her degrading performance as if it never happened.





Chapter 13: Paddles and Ultimatums

Ryan didn’t give Emily her robe. It was a short walk, but Robert would take her there. Ryan didn’t know where or what and he didn’t care to know. “This is Robert, Emily.”

“Come with me.” Robert had to hurry so the man wouldn’t be disappointed. He had to get her ready quickly, and he hoped that she wouldn’t be a problem.

Luckily, it was only down one hallway. Emily never saw anyone and no one saw her walk down the hall naked. After all the times she stripped in front of an audience, this would be more shameful. It was as if she flaunted her naked body by walking casually down the hallway, unbound and willing. They stopped at a door, and Robert used his key pass to open it.

“Inside,” he told her and slammed the heavy door behind them. He looked at her staring at the stark room, empty except for the strange bench that was bolted to the wall and the large cabinet with the closed doors.

She wasn’t sure what it was exactly, but from the round bolts in it and the leather straps that sat waiting on the bench, she knew it was meant for bondage. There was a long board bolted to the back wall, but it was high up with six rings bolted in the wood spaced across it. There was the bench below it, but it was more one board bolted to the wall and another in front about two feet. It would never hold a person except for the foot wide board that ran from the back wall to the front. There were two of them. They stopped a couple of inches abruptly past the front board.

“You’ll be lonesome today, Emily, but I’m sure that won’t be a problem.” The bench would take two women but not today. “Let me help you up with it.” Robert had to get her hands secured quickly before she could think too much.

Robert stood in front of her so she wouldn’t slip off the strange bench.

Her head was against the wall so that her neck was bent severely. Her back ran across the seat, if that is what you could call the foot-wide board. It stopped at her waist. Her feet were pressed up against Robert as her legs had nowhere to go. Robert was quick, securing the leather cuffs around her wrists, but she was thankful that they were fur lined. Once the cuffs were on, the shiny snaps on them were secured to the ringbolt in the front boards. She was able to move her hands a few inches every way, but that was it. She grew more fearful when her arms were bound, but there was also some excitement at being bound.

Robert stepped back and held her two legs in front of her. With her hands bound, there was no fight in her as he secured two more leather cuffs on her ankles. This was the part he loved best. He lifted one leg up, and the other dangled there uselessly. He pulled on the cuff until he stretched her leg to the far right ringbolt in the board high up the wall. Her ass never touched the bench anymore. He clipped the cuff in the ringbolt and then moved to her other ankle. He felt some resistance, but a quick yank on her leg made her surrender as he spread her wide. The two ringbolts in the board high up were widely spaced, and when he secured her ankle, he stepped back to admire his handiwork.

“There is room for another next to you but not today. You’ll be the only one. Brian will be here shortly.” But she’d soon regret him coming.

“What is he going to…”

He was out of the room before she could finish the sentence, Emily left there in complete silence.

There was a mirror on the other side of the room, and she could see herself vividly displayed, but at least there wasn’t an audience that she could see unless the mirror was a one-way mirror, but the audience was never hidden before. She saw her reflection, and it was obscene. She was open from ass hole to pussy, and she did mean open. Her legs were thrust high up on the wall and the wide spread of her legs left both of her holes slightly opened, but also her buttocks and thighs. Her pussy was shorn, so she was completely exposed.

It was only a minute before the door opened up. A man entered, about fortyish, tall and well groomed. He had to be one of the benefactors. He was handsome, but he didn’t have a smile on his face. He looked at her with lust in his eyes. He didn’t say a word, but that must be Brian. It was only one gaze, but then, he moved away to the cabinet. He didn’t seem to be impressed with her naked, spread body. The door opened in the cabinet, and she could see inside from the reflection in the mirror. Now, she was scared. The cabinet was filled with whips, paddles and floggers for every occasion. This wasn’t what she ever considered. She did like to be spanked, but this would be a different league altogether. This would truly be punishment, and the position she was in left her defenseless. Not only her buttocks were exposed, but also were her thighs and her pussy. She couldn’t move more than an inch.

She couldn’t take her eyes off him as he took out various whips and paddles from the cabinet and slapped them on his palm. He spent ten minutes going through a dozen or so. Then, he slapped a paddle on his palm, and she saw him flinch. He closed the cabinet and walked over to her.

Brian stood in front of her, the rubber paddle in his hand. His cock was so hard that he feared that it would rip through his pants. He’d picked a rubber paddle, a foot long, three inches wide and a half inch thick. It was flexible, so it would leave a lingering burn on the flesh without leaving long-term marks. “I’m going to paddle you, Emily.”

He said it as though it was nothing different from any other day. “Why, I didn’t do anything, but I will. Anything you want?” She had no desire to have her ass beat with a paddle.

“I get enjoyment from it. And you will do anything I want, but after I paddle you.” He moved in close, and his hand ran over her buttocks. He could feel the muscles in her buttocks try to clench, but the spread of her legs allowed no such thing. His hand moved over her trembling buttocks, but soon, his fingers found its way into her pussy. “I love that you’re shorn, Emily. There’s no hair to cushion the blow or hide the evidence.” His fingers pushed between her open lips, and he was surprised to find her pussy wet. “Are you wet for me, Emily? Good thing the paddle is rubber, so your juices won’t stain it like leather.” His fingers traced down her slit and over her perineum before it stopped on her anus. It was open in all its virgin glory. “I hope the enema wasn’t an unpleasant experience for you, Emily, but I wouldn’t want you to have an accident while I’m paddling your ass.”

Emily could do nothing but wait for it to begin. Brian took his time caressing her with his hand, but now, he stared at her ass with the paddle at the ready. The rubber paddle was cold as he rubbed it on her buttocks, but then, he pulled his hand back. It took only a second before she heard the thud as the paddle connected with one of her buttocks, but it took a second before the pain registered.

“OOOWWW!” Her ass jumped up high from the blow. It stung to the depths of her bones. “OOOOWWW!” There was another slap to her other cheek. Her body jerked up into the air from the blow, and she could feel her anus open wider as if she desired to be paddled there or a finger to probe her. She squirmed on the seat, but the paddle already whistled as it cut through the air.

“EEEEHHHTT!” It felt as though he hit harder the next time, but it might be just because both of her buttocks had already been struck and they grew tender. The burning never left. It just grew dull.

“EEEHHTTT!” It burned much more now, all the way to the depths of her buttocks, but Brian had just gotten started. She could hardly catch her breath between blows. The paddle came down on her flesh faster now. She saw Brian rub the front of his pants. His cock grew from the paddling of her buttocks. She tried to bravely brace herself for the next blow, but it never worked. It was always more intense. The paddle moved around on her buttocks, most of it hit the same spots, but he always found new flesh on the edges to ignite, and the blows came closer to her pussy and her anus. She could feel the air rush past her anus each time the paddle struck her buttocks.

Brian wanted to take his cock out, but it was too soon. He wanted to savor every minute of this. Her buttocks were turning a lovely pink, but there was still untouched flesh to discover, and then, there were her thighs, soft and silky. They’d take well to the paddle. Each time he struck her, she moved up high, her ass opened up to reveal the mysterious dark hole that beckoned him. Her full breasts were heaving on her chest as she struggled to breathe between her cries of pain.

He began to hit her faster, going from one buttock to the other, barely giving her time to scream out. It looked as though he put more power behind each blow, and it felt that way. The paddle already tenderized her buttocks, and each subsequent blow added to her pain. This was nothing like a spanking. That hurt, but it hurt good. This was intense. She begged him to stop, but he never smiled or said a word, but he let the paddle give her his response. It came crashing down on her buttocks.

He finally stopped, but she wasn’t sure if he did, or he took a rest. He stood there with the paddle still in his hand. She flinched when his other hand caressed her bruised and red buttocks, but his touch paled in comparison to the paddle. He stroked her pussy once again, pushing back her lips to rub her inner lips. She struggled, but she couldn’t stop her juices from growing. It was as if the pain went away and the arousal returned. His finger trailed over her anus, but this time, it was more inquisitive. She was dry back there except for her sweat, but he pressed on her reluctant hole. He ran all around her wide-open anus, and she could feel the tip of his finger push into the slight opening of her anus from her widespread legs. She was extremely vulnerable there, but the thought of the enema was fresh in her mind. She wanted nothing to do with her anus from him.

Brian stood back and put the paddle on the edge of the table, but then, he began to undress. Emily never looked away, and good thing, or else he’d have to take the paddle to her. He wanted her complete attention to him.

She knew enough from her training not to look away as a man undresses in front of her. It wasn’t long, as it took his clothes off in haste, before his cock stood out in front of him as he held it proudly to display for him. She was sure her eyes bugged out of her head when she saw it in all its glory. His cock wasn’t as thick as many she saw, but she would’ve remembered a cock that was as long. It had to be ten inches long and hard. She didn’t know how he could keep such a long cock sticking out in front of him without bending under the weight of itself.

“Do you want me to stop paddling you, Emily?”

“Yes, please, no more. It hurts, and I’m afraid I can’t take any more.” She begged for mercy, but she saw the way his cock bounced as though his cock could hear her beg. She knew she’d have to do something to satisfy him, but she hoped she wouldn’t have to take his cock in her mouth. He would surely shove it down her throat, and it would probably end up in her belly by the time he had it fully inside her. It would be like swallowing a baseball bat. If he took her pussy, half of his cock would be wasted unless he could figure out a way to shove his cock into her womb.

“Ask me to shove my cock up your ass and fuck you.”

She could hardly speak when she heard that. “No, not there, no please…” but her words were cut off by his answer. The paddle came crashing down on her buttocks once again. She screamed each time he hit her, but she saw the way his cock bounced each time she cried out. He enjoyed punishing her this way. He was relentless, paddling her for another five minutes before he stopped once again. His cock was bigger and harder now. How could it get longer than ten inches?

He looked at her. Her eyes were wet and her breathing erratic as she tried to fill her lungs. “Ask me to shove my cock up your ass and fuck you.”

“No, NO,” she pleaded. She could never take that monster up her ass. Her ass hole was tiny and virginal. She might have had fingers shoved up her ass, but that was tiny compared to his cock. He’d shove it in so deep that it would come out her mouth.

He went to work on her with the paddle once again, but he moved on from her buttocks and began to work on her thighs. Her legs trembled as he struck her thighs, moving up and down them from her knees to her pussy.

She shivered in fear when the paddle came close to her pussy. She didn’t know how good he was with it, and she’d hate to find out that he missed and struck her pussy with the full blunt force of the paddle. She could feel the air blow on her pussy after each blow. Her cries proved to be more frantic, and they almost reached a peak when the edge of the paddle caught one of the soft lips of her pussy. She cried out, but it wasn’t as painful as she thought it would be. Then, he took her by surprise again. The paddle came down full force on her anus. It exploded. Her high-pitched cry rang out in the room. It felt as though he shoved the paddle up her bowels. She couldn’t even beg before the paddle struck the same place once again with the same intensity.

He struck her anus twice to get it tender. She’d open up for him soon enough.

“Take me, please, just don’t paddle me anymore. Not there,” she begged him, her body on edge, waiting for the next blow, not sure where it would strike.

“Take you where, Emily?” He punctuated his question with another slap of the paddle on her anus.

“Put your cock in my ass and fuck me, please, please!” She begged him to sodomize her with his huge cock. Her anus already felt swollen and sore from the paddle.

“I wouldn’t turn down such a request from a pretty woman like you, Emily.”

She tried to calm her breathing and compose herself before she had to deal with what would come next. She was sure he’d kill her with his cock, but the alternative would be that he’d kill her with the paddle or at least draw out her suffering.

Brian lubricated his cock liberally. He wanted to sodomize her, not kill her with his cock. No one would voluntarily take his cock up her ass, not after they saw it. Yet, Emily did, although he couldn’t deny that it took some convincing for her to admit she wanted his cock up her ass. He was assured it was virgin. She’d forever remember this day. It would be etched in her mind forever.

She didn’t know how it could be any bigger or it was just her imagination or fear. He lubricated it, and when his hand slid up and down the shaft, it looked longer. He walked to her, and she shivered in fear, but he leaned over her. She had hopes that it would be something much different when he wet his lips, but he didn’t lick her pussy. He kissed her perineum, but then, his mouth went lower. It was revolting, but he planted little kisses on her crack as he moved to her anus. She’d been given a big enema, and in spite of showering, she didn’t feel clean. His fingers pushed on the edges of her anus, and then, she could only watch as his tongue slipped out of his mouth and he began to rim the fringes of her quivering anus. His tongue felt rough as it ran around the tight hole. He pressed in deeper, and she felt his face touch her buttocks, and his nose touch her crack. She was subjected to the torturous tongue fucking for prolonged minutes. She couldn’t move a muscle as she endured, and it was only beginning.

Brian couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled away from her anus, giving the tiny hole one last kiss as he felt the spasms beneath his lips. “I think if one is going to take the virginity of such a lovely hole that he, at least, should worship it with his mouth. Your ass hole is particularly tart, Emily.”

His words only shamed her more, but now, she had to endure ten inches of his cock. The only good thing was that her ass hole was wet with his spit. The final act that she abhorred was about to begin. Fingers in her ass hole had excited her, especially when she was bound and helpless, but this, she couldn’t relish. She didn’t know how she would get any pleasure from it. Brian moved closer, and she felt the hard, wet cock push up against her anus. She tried to clench her cheeks together to keep him out, but the spread of her legs left her unable to do anything to stop him. His cock overpowered her tiny hole with his girth, yet he wasn’t that thick.

All Brian felt was the spasms of her trembling hole on his cock. “Relax. I’m going to take that virgin hole no matter how much you fight me. It’ll be much easier to submit to me.” He had to grip the shaft of his cock in the center to keep the ten-inch monster from bending under the onslaught of her ass hole.

The pressure began to build up. The slick cock wouldn’t be denied entrance, and her anal ring slowly opened up in surrender to the hard cock.

Brian savored the pleasure as her anal ring began to slide over the slick head of his cock. It felt like a tight band as he fought her muscles to get inside. He didn’t rush it, wanting to enjoy every second of it and make sure that she remembered every feeling. It caught him by surprise. “Got you!” He couldn’t believe that her anal ring suddenly gave up and gripped onto his cock head. It was as if she pulled his cock into her ass hole.

She cried out softly, but it wasn’t as painful as she expected. Fingers had stretched her, and his cock wasn’t much bigger. It was just the feeling of having something that big sit inside her that disturbed her. It was like a giant rock that she couldn’t push out.

He felt the wonderful contractions of her sphincter when it lost the battle. It was a molten furnace in her guts as her tight, smooth bowels wrapped the head of his cock in a hot blanket. He pushed in slightly more before the head was firmly planted in her rectum. Her muscles fought him every millimeter of the way, but all he felt was the way her muscles rippled delightfully over his trapped cock head.

She couldn’t control her own muscles. She tried to relax like he asked, but every muscle in her guts fought his cock off unsuccessfully. Brian finally smiled down at her as he pressed harder and more of his cock began to push inside her. This was what she feared, the terrible length. Nothing that big had ever pushed inside her guts that came from outside her virgin hole. As more of his cock filled her, it jerked and twitched to stretch her elastic walls in ways that should never be stretched that way.

“Take it,” Brian cried out in ecstasy as he began to fill her. He pulled back with his cock, watching her anal ring stretch in the opposite direction, but he timed it to perfection. Just before his cock would slip out, he thrust back in. He reamed her out with three inches of cock before her muscles fought out his invader. He withdrew, but this time, he released his cock, rock hard now and her ass hole was forced into complete submission. He thrust back in after he felt the gentle contractions of her tight anal ring on his cock head. He watched Emily’s eyes open wide, and her mouth opened, but it was a silent scream that rushed out. She went from empty to full in seconds.

“NO MORE!” She cried out in protest, but her anal ring clung to his cock as if she didn’t want it to leave. She could feel his cock slip in like an angry snake. Each time he pushed in, it was always deeper, stretching a new part of her guts with his rampaging cock, but she knew that only half of it was buried in her guts, the rest ready to plunge into virgin territory. She’d have it all when she felt his balls slam into her and he’d beaten her muscles into submission.

Brian never took a virgin ass hole before, and it was everything he dreamed it would be and more. It was like his cock was trapped in a vise that squeezed it as though she wanted this as much as he did. He continued to plow his cock into her, savoring every inch of cock that slipped through the tight knot of her anal ring.

She cried out when his cock went in too deep and hit a bend in her intestines, but that did nothing to inspire him to stop. He wouldn’t be denied every inch of his cock in her guts. It was as if he possessed a baseball bat, not a cock. It was rock hard and unforgiving.

“Damn, got you, Emily!” Brian yelled out his celebration when his balls slammed against her painfully, but his cock jerked and shuddered in the darkest depths of her bowels. He could almost see his cock on her belly as it moved inside her. He gave her every inch of cock. He looked down to see her slightly swollen anus grip his cock possessively, but all of his cock was gone from sight. His cock was completely inside her.

She was sure that his cock blocked her throat, but it came up from her belly. If she wasn’t bound, she was positive her body would be completely erect, unable to bend because his cock kept her that way. Her stomach cramped around his cock, but then, he began to withdraw. He pulled almost all ten inches out at one time. It felt as though her guts were suctioned out behind it. She didn’t know whether the insertion or the withdrawal was worse. It took her breath away when he plunged back in, stretching her and filling her with his cock.

He enjoyed every aspect of this sodomy. Her anal ring was a tight band that slid up and down his shaft like an experienced hand. Her bowels wrapped his cock in a hot blanket of flesh as her resisting muscles only stimulated him. He grunted as he struggled to fill her with ten inches of cock with each thrust. He pushed in but then pulled out within seconds. His cock never escaped her anal ring that trapped his cock. He was relentless in pursuing her with his cock. He rode her hard and fast, moving his hips from side to side to stretch her in ways she shouldn’t be stretched. All he cared about was his pleasure.

It was as though the friction of his cock was burning up her guts. She heard the shameful noises that his cock inspired when he plunged in and the air was shoved out by brute force. He battered her ass hole with his cock. She didn’t know how much longer she could take this.

“Your ass is great, Emily. It’s everything I desired and more.” He plunged back in and heard her gasp as he took her with the full measure of his cock. He wouldn’t last much longer, but he’d take her with him. He owed her that much.

Her body jerked when she felt something touch her pussy. It was Brian’s fingers, and they slid up her slit and found her clit, hidden from him. His finger rolled over the tip of it until it began to swell up. All the while, his cock continued to race up and down her guts. His fingers pinched, rubbed and caressed her clit, while other fingers went to her pussy. Two fingers felt so large when they entered her. His cock in her ass hole made her tighter, and she was sure that his fingers could feel his cock, separated only by thin membranes. She tried to concentrate on both feelings, the fingers on her pussy and the cock in her ass. Could I cum from getting sodomized?

Brian was pleased that he got the reaction he wanted from her. It was as though her pussy and ass hole welcomed his fingers and cock. Her muscles gripped them both, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. “Cum for me, Emily!”

She was ordered to cum, so she did, but she waited. His cock in her ass hole felt more familiar in spite of its length. She still couldn’t believe she took every inch of it, but each time he slammed into her buttocks, it was proof positive. She knew enough of men cumming to realize the warning signs. He thrusted in more urgently, and his breathing was ragged. It was as if every muscle in his body tightened up, including his cock. He shoved in hard one last time, and then, his cock danced in the depths of her bowels. Her guts were blasted with hot cum, and she could smell cum as he withdrew his spewing cock. He continued to shoot more cum into her as he pulled out and then shoved back in, making his cock slide easier on his profuse cum. She shamefully joined him as his fingers extracted an orgasm from her. Her pussy clenched his fingers, and her ass muscles milked the cum from his cock. It was humiliating to cum while being sodomized, but her body surrendered to the mastery of his hands and cock. She couldn’t have stopped her orgasm if she tried.

“Take all my cum, Emily!” He exploded in her guts, unloading his profuse cum in this beautiful act of sodomy. He took her with him, making her cum while he ass fucked her with his ten-inch cock. His cock slid easier on his cum, so he was able to fuck her faster and deeper with each thrust. It took him a long time before he emptied his aching balls. She’d drained every drop from him.

Brian’s body was drenched in sweat when he finally finished, but he refused to pull his cock out. “Squeeze my cock out of your ass, Emily. Let me enjoy your muscles one last time.” He watched as she grunted. He felt the exquisite pleasure of her muscles clenching on his cock. It was as if his cock was enclosed in a tight blanket and squeezed gently. It took long minutes before she could expend all ten inches of his cock. It popped out with a loud noise. He looked down to see a river of murky cum leak out her anus. The once tiny hole was swollen and red, but it had survived his cock. She was no longer a virgin there.

He left her without saying a word, not a thank you or a goodbye. Robert came back into the room seconds after Brian left. He took her off the bench, and he had her bathrobe for her to put on. It was difficult for her to walk the first couple of steps. It still felt as though she had a cock up her ass.

She put on a dress for dinner, nothing elaborate, but her buttocks were still a bit sore. The paddling had taken its toll. She looked at her naked buttocks in the mirror when she took a shower, and they were still red. She hoped the pain and redness would go away soon. She ate by herself that night, and no one bothered her.

The cool, soft sheets felt good when she got into bed. She quickly fell asleep, but she had strange dreams.





Chapter 14: Final Day

Rusty was glad that they didn’t pick anyone up in the ambulance and drop them off at Green Mountain in the next couple of days. He was so nervous that he had to tell Brad about it just in case. “Do you remember that woman we took to Green Mountain this week? Emily something or other.”

“Yes, she was hot. What a body. I’d love to get a piece of that.” Some of the women they picked up always tempted Brad.

“I thought so too, but I couldn’t resist. Now, I’m worried.”

“What did you do?” He had to hear this. It didn’t take us long to get to the institute, what could he have done in such a short time?

“I knew what I had to do as soon as the doors closed and you started to drive. I only had a couple of minutes, so I needed to be sure that I’d cum quickly. As soon as we pulled out, I opened up my pants and took my cock out. I didn’t want them to rub on her face too much. She was so pretty, especially when I turned her head to the side. I saw those pretty pink lips, and I knew I had to have them. Her lips were slightly parted, but my cock is big, so I needed to get her to open her mouth quickly. All it took was for me to squeeze her nostrils shut. I could see her large breasts rising and falling as she struggled to breathe. It took a moment before nature took its course and her mouth opened to fill her lungs. I was ready. I plugged her mouth with my cock instantly and held her head. I almost came when it slid into her hot, wet mouth and her sweet lips stretched wide around my cock.”

“You fucked her mouth?”

“Yes, I couldn’t pass it up.”

“I wish I had the chance. Next time we find one like that, you drive so I can fuck.” Brad wasn’t going to let Rusty have all the fun. The job didn’t pay that well, so the fringe benefits would add to it.

“Okay, but I’m nervous. I’m fucking away on her face, and my hands grope her tits. There’s not much time, so I take her deep and fast, but her lips grasped my cock as though she was awake and she was sucking my cock. That is what drove my lust more. It didn’t take me long before I started cumming in her mouth. I held her head back as I flooded it with my cum. After I shot four times in her mouth, I could hear that we were getting close, but I couldn’t pull out of her mouth. It felt too good. Her natural defense was to start swallowing my cum, but then, I felt her tongue move, but it moved on my cock as if she licked it. She scared me when she gagged, but it was her eyelids that opened up and stared at me. Her eyes were glazed over, but I was sure she saw me and my cock was still in her mouth, yet her tongue swished over the head of my cock. I pumped her mouth one last time to try to shove my cum down her gullet, her tongue had brought back the hardness almost like before. Then, her eyelids closed again, and I pulled my cock out of her mouth. I wiped some cum from her lips as I put my cock away just in time. We pulled up to the doors of the institute.”

“Do you think she really saw you?”

“I don’t want to take a chance, but I’m hoping that they transferred her by now so I won’t run into her. I don’t want her to see my face and some lightbulb goes off in her head and she’d remember that my cock was in her mouth and she swallowed my cum.”

“Don’t worry, Rusty. She’s probably been sent home or transferred to Newport Hospital. She didn’t look like anything serious. She’s probably home by now and forgot all about it if she remembered anything.

“You’re right. But, how can she forget sucking my cock? She wanted it, I’m sure.” Her tight lips and tongue were good. Rusty would like to get her on her knees and take his time fucking her face.

* * * *

The day before was another day of cocks and fucking. There were new men, but Sean was always there to instruct her with his words or his cock. Emily liked Sean’s cock, yet she never made him cum.

He was inventive in ways of tying her up. She wasn’t just bound by her wrists, she was spread out with her legs spread lewdly and her arms thrust over her head. She was easy prey to any man that wanted to take her, and there were always takers. For the first time, she had her tits fucked. That was the only way she could describe it. The man sat on her belly, but he was careful not to crush her. She could feel his hairy balls scape across her skin as his hands cradled her breasts with his cock pushed between them. Then, he folded her large breasts around his cock like they were blankets, and he began to fuck. She was up close and personal to see his cock appear from between her breasts only inches from her mouth. The dark head poked out with each thrust, and it glistened with his drops of cum that leaked out. He was pushing his cock out further through her breasts each time, and she knew what his plan was. When his cock was an inch away from her lips, she blew on it. Her hot breath set it jerking uncontrollably until he couldn’t grip it any tighter.

Lance was named aptly as his cock looked more like a lance than a cock. He never fucked a woman’s tits, but he didn’t know why not. She’d have to be a full chested woman like this to get her tits around his cock, but there had been women like that in his past. It got more exciting when he felt her hot breath blow on his cock. “Open your—” His words were cut off in mid-sentence when her mouth opened suddenly and his cock head pushed in. Her lips grasped it quickly, and he felt her tongue flutter over the tip of it before he pulled his cock back through her tits. He eagerly shoved forward once again to get her to repeat. He shoved harder so more of his cock would slip out the other side and inside her mouth longer. She took him and licked his cock once again.

Lance tried to last as long as he could, but she was good. He wanted to shoot in her mouth, but it was only inside a short time each thrust, so the best he could do was shoot on her face and lips, but her tongue licked it up each time he withdrew and pushed out to accept his next deposit when he ejaculated on her. Sean assured him that she’d take his cum-covered cock in her mouth once he came, and she did, although she did grimace at the thick crème that she had to lick off.

There were three more men that she had to satisfy that day, and she took two of them at once, but she was bound tight and unable to move. They did all the work except she used her muscles to grip his cock and suck a cock to make them cum.

It was a long day that finally ended. One more day and she’d be finished, although she still didn’t know what her future would be. Would I go back to my boring job or would there be an exciting new life serving a man I don’t even know?

* * * *

It was Dr. Michael that came for her that day. She was surprised when she opened the door. “I didn’t expect you today, Dr. Michael, at least not yet.”

“I’ve heard good things about your training from Sean, so I thought I would see firsthand how you are doing.”

“And my future?”

“Possibilities, Emily. You’re an exceptional woman sexually. We’ll see how today goes.”

That was cloaked in mystery, but at least it wasn’t no. She followed him down the corridor in her robe. That was a sign that she’d be naked quickly. That no longer bothered her much after four days. She was taken to a room that was empty except for a thick carpet that covered it.

“Take off your robe and get on your hands and knees, Emily.”

That wasn’t much different from any other day, but Dr. Michael had a leather collar and leash in his hand. That was different. She had to hold her head up high so he could attach the two-inch collar around her neck. It made her hold her head up. He pulled on the leash.

“Follow me.”

She had to crawl on the floor like a dog being led by her master. He opened another door, and they went inside. There were five men standing around having a conversation. She had a difficult time to look at them, scrambling to keep up with Dr. Michael. It was hard on her knees, in spite of the carpet. They stopped talking when they saw her enter. She was brought to the center of their circle. She finally had a chance to see the men, but she blushed when she saw him. It was Austin. He looked down at her kneeling submissively, naked on the floor. He was the man that she gave her virginity to, at least her pussy. She refused her mouth. Why is he here? Is he part of this powerful group of men that subjected women to the harsh realities of serving men sexually in any manner they desired? Is it chance that she picked him that night, or is it more of a sinister plot that unfolded?

She turned to see one of the men behind her open up his pants and slide them off. He fisted his cock. She couldn’t do anything as he kneeled down behind her, his hands on her hips as he urged her ass up into the air. Without as much as a hello or any preliminaries, not even his name, she felt his cock slide into her pussy. He began to fuck her immediately. She didn’t understand why she was wet, but she was grateful. She was taken doggy style, her breasts hung down and swung like udders from his thrusts. She was ashamed that Austin saw her in this way, but it grew worse. Another man stood in front of her, and she didn’t even have to look up. She saw his pants fall down to his ankles and then his shorts. She looked shamefully back at the man that continued to fuck her and then to the man that held his cock out in front of her. He put his hand on her head and lifted her head up until his cock was in front of her face. The minute the hot flesh of his cock touched her lips, they parted and her mouth opened wide to accept his cock inside her mouth. She sucked on the head and licked off the drops of cum that leaked out the minute his cock was in her mouth. She began to suck his cock, but it was difficult since she was fucked from behind and her body was rocked back and forth with each thrust.

She looked up at Austin, but her blush still covered her body. She had a cock in her mouth, and she was sucking it while she got fucked from behind. It was shameful to do it in front of him. He was part of her life before she got here where women didn’t do things like this. The man behind her didn’t last too long before he came inside her. He pulled out, and that left her able to suck the cock in front of her adequately. At first, the man did the fucking of her mouth, but then, he stopped, and she took over. In spite of Austin watching her, or maybe because of him watching, she began to suck the man as though it was Austin’s cock that first night when she refused to suck it. She took the full measure of the man’s cock in her mouth, and she gagged, but she never backed off. It was as if she wanted to show Austin what she’d learned. She got up on her knees so she could suck his cock better. She never pulled his cock out of her mouth until he came, and then, she waited until he unloaded every drop into her willing mouth. Her eyes continued to move back and forth between the cock in her mouth and Austin that stared at her without an expression on his face. She had no idea what he was thinking. Is it lust or disgust that he felt when he saw her?

He withdrew his cock from her mouth, and a string of cum went from her lips to the tip of his cock. He waited until he saw her swallow every drop, and then, he placed his wet cock on her lips. Her tongue licked the head, and then, she took it in, drawing her lips all the way down until she kissed his balls then drew her lips tighter as she wiped up every drop of cum from his cock.

“Prepare her,” Dr. Michael told Sean.

She didn’t see him come in the room, but as soon as she finished cleaning the last cock, Sean brought her to another room. This had a mat on the floor. He pushed her down onto it, and then, he undressed. Dr. Michael came into the room, but she saw him with Austin. Sean was already naked, and she could only watch as Austin also undressed. She knew what he looked like naked. A woman remembers her first time vividly. If she were eighty, she’d remember what Austin’s cock looked like and felt like. Her arms were drawn up over her head and bound at the wrists and then tied to a bolt in the floor.

“Hello, Emily. I hope you don’t mind me fucking your pussy again. It was so good the first time and surprising to me to find you a virgin. But, I see you’ve had some experience since then, so I thought I would allow you to show me what you’ve learned.”

“I’d be glad to, Austin.” She lost her modesty and gained such bravado. It was better than him watching other men fuck her. He lay down on the floor next to her, his hand held his cock, and his other hand arranged her in the way he wanted. She felt her nipples push into his hard chest. They swelled up, but it was his cock that slid up and down her slit that inspired her. She’d show him everything she learned. She’d give him the greatest climax he ever had and hopefully one of the same for her. She suspected that Sean might take her mouth somewhere along the way, he wasn’t naked because he liked to be that way. He wanted to test her skills. She’d show him that she knew how to suck a cock, too, at the same time.

Her leg was yanked up high into the air until her crotch was opened up. Austin pushed his cock into her pussy until the head was captured in her tight hole. Her muscles clenched erotically on it like it was in a vise and someone turned the handle to tighten it. “Nice and tight, Emily.” He pushed in further before he started to draw it out. Each time he gained another inch as he began to fuck her.

“That feels good. Feed me your cock again.” She began to move her hips in response as she remembered the way he fucked her for the first time.

He crept into the room silently, already naked. His cock was rock hard at the thought of what would happen. Emily was turned on her side, but all he saw was his target. She had a great ass, and it was pushed out as if she offered it up to him, which she did. Dr. Michael said she lost her anal virginity, but the first time was always messy and not very enjoyable. The second time would be much nicer. She wouldn’t be so tight that she’d skin his cock. The jar of Vaseline sat next to the mat, placed strategically by Dr. Michael. Emily was so engrossed in the cock inside her that she didn’t feel him behind her until his hands went between her legs. He parted her cheeks, and his fingers sought out her tiny hole.

She felt something disturbing. She turned her head when a finger touched her anus. “What!” She saw him and then looked at Austin, then back at the man behind her. They were the same.

“I’m Bruce, Emily.” He laughed at the deception. “That’s Austin’s. He’s my twin brother. He told me how good your sweet pussy was, so I had to have some of it.”

“And I heard that you gave up your ass for the first time, but I had to have that fine ass. What better way than for you to be sandwiched by twin brothers.”

Now, she couldn’t say that two men never took her front and back before. Was that on purpose or by accident by Dr. Michael? She couldn’t tell Bruce’s cock from the feel of Austin’s, and she was inexperienced the first time, so she couldn’t critique Austin’s performance. It worried her having two cocks between her legs, not sure there was room, but that was why they bound her hands over her head. She was helpless. She’d tightened her buttocks when she felt a finger touch her, but all she did was capture it. It pulsated against the finger that prodded her anus.

“Relax your cheeks and let me have my way with you. Then, you can feel two cocks master you at once.” Austin was ready to take her ass.

His finger moved over her anus, and she felt the cold, wet Vaseline that he must have on his finger. She relaxed her buttocks, and his finger began to question her anus. Her buttocks tensed, and she shifted lightly when his finger found her anus resilient. His finger slid easily inside her as her sphincter was overcome with ease. He pushed into the depths of her rectum as he fingered her ass hole and got her lubricated for his cock.

She couldn’t stop her anus from twitching as two fingers entered her. They slid in without any pain, although it was a bit uncomfortable to be probed while a cock was inside her pussy. Can Austin feel Bruce’s cock inside me with his finger in my ass hole? Her breathing was uneven as she struggled with being probed in two holes at the same time. Bruce never let up fucking her pussy as Austin explored and lubricated her ass hole.

Austin wanted to see how she’d changed since that first night when he met that innocent woman. “Ask me to ass fuck you, Emily.”

She wasn’t sure that it was a good idea, but she said it anyway. “Please, sodomize me with your big cock. I want to feel brothers take me at the same time.” She surrendered to both of them.

That was all that Austin needed. His cock was rock hard, and he wanted to feel a tight hole around his cock just as Bruce did now. His hand steadied her hips as he adjusted his cock to sit on her slick anus at the right angle. He didn’t want to stretch her the wrong way. He slapped her buttocks one time and felt her anus clench. That would feel good if he did that while his cock was in her ass hole. He began to push with his hips as he gripped the shaft of his cock to keep it from bending. He felt the thrill of her tight anal ring slide over the head of his cock, and then, it was suddenly sucked into her guts. Her muscles gripped his cock, but it felt like they tried to pull it in, not push it out.

She was still sore from her recent sodomy, and while Austin’s cock was not as long, it still had the same girth. She had to stretch around it as it plunged inside her. Now, Bruce fucked her harder, Emily realizing that it pushed her back, so she had to impale herself on Austin’s cock. The brothers worked together like they probably did all their lives.

Austin watched as his cock was slowly and deliberately sucked into her guts, inch by inch. He finally looked at her anus stretched around his cock, but there wasn’t an inch of his cock showing. She’d taken the full measure of his cock in her guts. He flexed his cock inside her bowels, just as Bruce did the same in her pussy. He leaned over to whisper in her ear. “You’re tight with both holes filled by our cocks, but now, it’s time for us to give you a thorough fucking. We want to feel you squeeze every drop of cum from our balls so we can fill you.”

Emily went wild when the two cocks started to fuck her. At first, they pushed in, so she had two spears shoved inside her, but after a while, they changed. One pushed in as the other withdrew. She was always filled in at least one hole. She couldn’t even tell one cock from the other after a while. It was as if one giant tree trunk was shoved between her legs.

“Open your mouth.” Sean grabbed her head and turned Emily toward his cock. She’d learned her lessons well. Her mouth opened without any thought, and he filled it with his cock. Now, he’d get his pleasure. He drove his cock in and out of her mouth, and he soon breached her throat. The three of them stabbed their cocks into the darkest recesses of her body.

They must have taken her for fifteen minutes, although she didn’t know how she survived. One of them might pause, fearing he’d cum too soon, but he’d soon be shoving his cock back into her once again. They pumped her relentlessly with their cocks.

It must have been Austin’s hand that reached around and rubbed her clit, but it was Bruce that slapped her buttocks and forced her to tighten on the twin cocks between her legs. Sean went from her mouth to her throat and then back to her mouth again. She knew that the three of them couldn’t last much longer and neither could she. It wasn’t just Austin’s hand on her clit that drove her lust. It was the spanking and all the cocks that pierced her once virgin passages not long ago. She was being served up to three men and their cocks’ pleasure, and she did it well. She was soon rewarded when they dumped gallons of cum into every orifice she had. She welcomed it with her own juices to flood Bruce’s spewing cock. She was exhausted by the time they were finished cumming in her, but she was placed on her knees and had to clean all three cocks before she was finished, even Austin’s soiled cock. They left her, but Dr. Michael stood over her as he opened up his pants and presented his cock to her. She opened her mouth and took him in. Even though she was exhausted, she sucked his cock as though it was her first one and cleaned his cock once he finished cumming.





Epilogue

After dinner, Dr. Michael visited Emily. He wanted to make sure she was rested and had a clear head for she had an important decision to make.

“What happens now, Dr. Michael?” Emily was nervous. Would I be sent back to my old life? After what happened to her the last five days, she wasn’t sure her old life was even there any longer.

“Would you like to go with Bruce?”

That surprised her. She never saw Bruce until that day. She couldn’t deny that she didn’t take to him. After all, he was a replica of Austin. “Where?”

“He lives in Boston. He’s wealthy and an accomplished businessman. He’s never been married. He is twice your age.”

“To be his wife or whore?”

“I don’t make those types of agreements. You’ll have to come to an understanding of what the arrangement would be. I only put like people together.”

“Is that my only choice?” Emily wasn’t sure. She knew Austin, but would brothers, even twins, be the same.

“You can leave and go back to Derby Line to continue your life as it was before.”

“That’s not much of an option.” That life was gone now. If anything, she’d go to the big city.

“Or you could go with Austin.” Dr. Michael teased her by now telling her that right away. He saw the way her eyes light up when he said Austin’s name.

“He wants me, too?” She felt much better now. Two men wanted her. She didn’t even care if they were twins.

“Yes. Austin told me he met you before you came here. He mentioned something about your virginity, although a gentleman doesn’t speak of such things.”

“Is that my last choice?” She wanted to make sure that Dr. Michael was forthcoming with all her options

“Yes. That’s all. I could keep looking for you, but you’d have to leave Green Mountain Institute while I do. And Bruce or Austin wouldn’t be available any longer.”

“May I add a third option?”

“Of course, I’m willing to listen to any offer, even from you, Emily.”

“I want Bruce and Austin.” She couldn’t believe she said that. It would be two men all the time. That would be twice as much work or enjoyment, depending on which way she looked at it. And it would be two cocks. That didn’t sound like a bad choice.

“That can be arranged, Emily. If that is what you desire.”

“Don’t you want to consult with them first before you make up their minds for them?” She wanted to be sure they were willing to share her.

“That was their first choice, Emily, but I wanted to hear it from you. It’s a unique situation that I’ve never arranged before. I didn’t want to pressure you into something that might prove difficult.”

“Then it’s arranged?”

“Yes, go pack your things and come back to my office.”

“I had nothing when I came here, and I’ll leave with the same.”

“Bruce and Austin are in the next room. I wish you well, Emily. You’re a unique woman. I wish I could find more like you.”

“Thank you for everything you did, Dr. Michael. I don’t know why you did it, but I’m thankful.” She left him to go with Bruce and Austin.

* * * *

There were other happy people the following week. Anne and Steffen opened up the envelope from Green Mountain Institute. Inside was a check for fifty thousand dollars. They were paid ten thousand dollars for each year they cared for Emily and a bonus of ten thousand dollars for moving her from Saratoga Springs, New York to Derby Line, Vermont and the spankings Emily received.

Beth nervously opened her envelope from Green Mountain Institute when Chase wasn’t around. He wasn’t part of this. The check was for fifty-five thousand dollars. She got ten thousand a year for the three and half years she was Emily’s best friend. She got an additional twenty thousand dollars for taking her in when she turned eighteen and guiding her in the “correct” path. It was time to get rid of Chase and find a better caliber man.

Eric received a check for two thousand dollars for “services rendered” from Green Mountain Institute. He was puzzled, not knowing why. He called up their accounting department, but they couldn’t explain what services were rendered, but they assured him that he was due the sum of money. They couldn’t tell him it was for furthering Emily’s education on the pleasure of receiving spankings.

Dr. Michael had taken a personal interest in Emily when he found her at the age of thirteen. He’d searched for almost fourteen years to find Dawn, Emily’s mother. She was one of his earliest women, long before he moved the institute to Vermont. She was matched up with a man, and they were together for two years, but she suddenly disappeared from the face of the earth. Dr. Michael always hated that he might have made a mistake in that match and wanted to make it up to Dawn, but by the time he found her new identity, he also found out her and her husband had died in a freak explosion. He didn’t find Emily until she was already fourteen. Her life hadn’t been good since her parent’s death, so he worked on making it better.

Dawn was an ideal candidate, a submissive with the natural ability to please. If he couldn’t help Dawn, he wondered if he could help Emily, so he tried. He found that she had traits common with her mother as she grew up. By the time she turned eighteen, he knew that she’d be a good candidate. She just needed the correct training, which he provided. He hoped that this would work out better than it did for her mother.

* * * *

Emily’s move to Boston was nothing like she expected, but being with two men at once was a stretch for any woman. Even Bruce and Austin had to learn to share. The three of them found pleasure in each other, although most wouldn’t have approved of the arrangement or what happened in the privacy of their home. Green Mountain Institute training was just a prelude to what they conjured up and experienced.

Bruce and Austin weren’t polygamists or, in this case, Emily being a polyandrist. Massachusetts’ law didn’t allow either, but they desired to make their arrangement legal as could be. So they did the unthinkable. They had two weddings that went on simultaneous with two justices of the peace. Emily stood in the middle and the two grooms on either side. They were officially pronounced man and wife, Bruce and Emily and Austin and Emily at the exact minute for both couples. The marriage certificates would register the time and day so all three of them could claim they didn’t know their spouse was already married. They would leave it up to the courts to decide the facts if needed. It made Emily happy that she was married, and it also made Bruce and Austin happy for the same reason.

To this day, they live happily in Boston. They have two daughters and one son. The children are shared as no one is sure which one was the father of which child.

While reaching conclusive DNA test results when alleged fathers are identical twins is not impossible, the process is outrageously expensive and therefore cost-prohibitive for most folks. Normally, paternity is tested with fifteen markers of DNA. With identical twins, up to six million markers might have to be tested. Emily, Bruce and Austin didn’t care. When the children are older, they’ll be explained their parents’ arrangement.

