Slaves of the Demon Master

by Powerone


ISBN 9781615089673
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Copyright 2015 Powerone
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Vale Perdition and his family were always mentioned in hushed whispers. Vale’s black piercing eyes could see into your soul, and he knew your deepest and most shameful secrets. But, it was his ability to control, make anyone submit, male or female, to his desires that gave him the power he had. But, it was Ravenna that he sought. Will he control her, or will she willingly submit? Ravenna knew she was different, but she never expected to be this different. Is this a match made in heaven or HELL?
Vale made Wexter University the renowned school it was, but many paid the price for his generosity and support. The chancellor sought Vale’s money, but would the chancellor’s wife pay the price that he required from her?
The woods around the Vale estate were littered with vast caverns, cathedrals to the pagan religion that sought out innocents for their demonic rituals. They entered on their own volition, but they remembered nothing the next day. They were merely vessels for the evil forces.
Powerone is a bestselling novelist of intense peril and sexuality. In this brilliant new book, he brings you EVIL in the ultimate form and shape, unfettered by human morality.


Chapter 1


Chamber of Submission


It was only a fantasy that she had. She was led down a dark hallway, as if it was a movie set of a horror movie. She’s naked and scared, but somehow, she grew aroused. She was led into a large room, filled with men and women that gazed at her naked body. Suddenly, she’s in front of them on a stage and a naked man stood beside her, stroking his cock. She looked into the audience, and the men had their cocks out, stroking them as they watched the man on the stage ascend toward her, ready to ravish her in front of everyone. Then she woke up, her hand between her legs, wet with a strange desire. It was a strange fantasy for a virgin to have.

It was stranger now, because Candy wasn’t in her bed. She wasn’t sure where she was. It was all confusing; her head swan with such strange thoughts. The last thing she remembered was talking to Soran Perdition on campus Friday night. She had bumped into him coming out the cafeteria, literally bumping into him. She blurted out a feeble apology, but Soran’s intense gaze at her made her sounds so unintelligible. He was a senior and one of the most eligible men on campus, but she was a lowly sophomore. She didn’t even know he knew she existed, but his soft voice purred her name.

“It’s my fault, Candy,” Soran picked up her books that had spilled to the ground. He looked at her, every bit as tantalizing as he was told. She had red hair that spilled below her neck; her face and arms were littered with such delightful freckles on her pale skin. She had a lovely set of tits, not big but not small. He caught a glimpse of her ass when she bent over to pick up her book; two lovely round cheeks pushed out her tight jeans. She looked at him; pretty pink lips that curled into a smile. Soran’s cock hardened at the thought of them around his cock.

Her heart pounding, her breathing so rapid, she thought she’d have a heart attack when his hand touched her. It sent a shiver through her body that she never recovered from.

“May I walk with you?”

No self-respecting woman would say no to Soran. “Yes,” she managed to stammer. As they started to walk, she found herself engaged in a conversation with him, though she couldn’t recall a thing they said later. He took the books from her and carried them, but his other hand linked with hers. She could feel the heat of his body through their linked arms.

From there, it became a blur. She knew she wasn’t on the campus any longer, but she didn’t know where she was or how she got there. It grew colder, out in the woods, she thought. She couldn’t figure out why she wasn’t scared out of her wits. She could hear the sounds of animals howling in the distance, but not the sound of a human voice.

Candy found herself in a large room, more of a cavern than a room. The walls were almost black, but they were decorated with intricate paintings in yellow. Fear overcame her when she saw them. There was the terrifying sign of the pentagram—a five-pointed star in a circle. Along one wall was a huge cross, but it was inverted. More terrifying were paintings of a male penis, a very big, erect male penis. She was no longer alone. She felt two men next to her, holding her arms on each side. Candy looked up at their faces, but long black cowls of leather covered them, with holes for their eyes, nose and mouth. They were naked to the waist with thick chests and muscles arms. There were loin cloths wrapped over their waist, as if they were natives, but it could barely contain the thick bulges of aroused organs.

“No,” she cried out faintly when the men began to take off her clothes. She didn’t struggle, not sure why, but it was as though her muscles refused to answer her brain. Her sweater was pulled over her head, and she felt her skirt opened and slide to her ankles. Fingers expertly opened her bra, and a firm, powerful hand touched her shoulders and slid the bra straps down until it fell to her feet. She felt her panties yanked down with such haste that they tore into ribbons. She stood there shaking in the cold room, naked while being held by two half-naked men.

Another man came in view and held out a pure white robe. There was the sign of the pentagram within a circle in brilliant red where it would hit her breasts, but below her waist on the robe was another symbol. It was a large male penis, fully erect. It had to be a foot long. They put it on her, covering her from shoulder to feet, but the robe was diaphanous. Her skin blushed from the shame of wearing a garment with a male organ embossed on it so vividly. It never dawned on her at the time that they could see all of her treasures beneath the transparent garment.

She heard the faint murmur of more voices. A curtain that cut the room in half opened and she looked in front of her. There were a dozen people, male and female. All had the same black cowls on their faces; all wore little except a cloth around their loins. The women were bare chested. The room was lit with torches along the walls that gave it an eerie light. Their eyes stared at her as the curtain opened. “Please, help me,” she begged the people in the audience.

“Silence her,” the voice came out of the darkness.

She struggled when one of the men took out a bandana from his pocket. He wound it tightly around her mouth and knotted it at the back of her neck. Her lips were pulled back by its tightness, and her spit soon made it wet. She couldn’t say a thing now, mute to whatever they might do to her.

Candy heard the sound of an organ begin to play, but it wasn’t music, it was more of an eerie screeching, rising up and down in the scales with many discords. It was almost painful to hear.

The people in the audience began to move closer in a circle around her. Each one held a black candle in their hand, the flames on the wicks flickered. Another bandana was wrapped around her head, and she was blindfolded, another sense taken from her, plunging her into a dangerous blackness. She was pulled backward by the two men, and she heard the people murmur. She found her body lifted up as though she weighed nothing, floating in air, powerless to cry out, unable to see what happened to her. She felt her body float back down toward the ground, but she was horizontal. Then, she felt something hard and cold touch her back and then her legs. She was stretched out on some kind of stone slab. Her arms were grabbed and thrust over her head. She struggled as cold metal rings were placed on her wrists. Other hands grabbed her ankles, and more cold metal rings were placed on them. It was only seconds before she was released, but she couldn’t move a muscle. She was stretched and she straddled on a stone altar of some sort.

The eerie music of the organ began again, but the voices were hushed. All except one. The loud male voice rang out in words that she couldn’t understand, almost as if it were a prayer of some sort in a strange language. She felt the blinding lights shine down on her through the blindfold, much more brilliant than the torches. Her skin felt warm, and she began to perspire. Other voices joined the male, loud and exuberant.

The loud male voice boomed out. “Hail to Lord Lucifer, liberator of the light, the darkness that descends on all here today. Receive him into our bodies and our hearts.”

“Praise the Almighty Lucifer, Prince of Darkness, Keeper of the Flesh.” The rest of the people’s voices rang out.

The lights blazed hotly on her virginal body. The thoughts of her fantasy came back into her head, and her pussy lips twitched.

“Let the sacrifice begin this night.”

She feared they’d end her life, but she heard noises near her, but it sounded like the sound of some small animal being killed. She heard a gurgling sound and a gasp from the audience. “Take this offering. We’ll use the blood of life to anoint the human sacrifice.”

She felt wetness on her forehead, and she gagged fearing that it was red blood that stained her. The chanting stopped and the organ screeched once again. The audience joined in with a chanting chorus. Candy felt the fear of being stretched out and shackled on an altar. She wasn’t religious, but the thought of the devil appearing in the flesh and possessing her sexually grew in her mind. The hot lights made her sweat more, conscious that she was barely clothed and bound with her shackled legs yawned lewdly. She feared that they might sacrifice her as they did the animal. The image of a man on top of her, driving his thick organ into her virgin body to tear her, and at that instant, he’d drive a knife through her heart. She whimpered in fear.

The room suddenly grew quiet. Then, there was the chanting of “Nema, Nema, Nema.” She was confused at what they said. It was only later that she learned that it was Amen backward, and the other chanting was the Lord’s Prayer backward. A kind of gasp rang out from the audience. “AAAAHH.” The blindfold was ripped from her eyes, but she was blinded by the bright lights that shone down on her. As soon as she could see again, the room grew pitch dark.

“He is among us,” someone chanted loudly.

“We pray that he manifest himself and claim his reward,” another voice rose up.

Candy turned her head to the side when she saw two burning circles appear in midair. They moved slowly toward her. She panicked and fought her bondage, but it held her secure and vulnerable. All around, it was still an eerie darkness as if the burning circles of light went no farther. She couldn’t see the people in the audience. She could see the shadowy, single male figure next to her, but that was all and he was disappearing into the darkness. The circles began to take on a shadowy figure that engulfed them. She cried out in the gag when she saw two hideous, fiery horns above the burning eyes. A form began to take up around it, the outline of a body. It moved closer to her, and Candy whimpered in terror, clenched her thighs, and jerked her arms and legs to get free. She didn’t want her virgin body to be sexually possessed by Satan. As it moved closer, a new, fiery feature emerged to complete the horrid, loathsome shape. It was a cock, nothing that big could be called a penis. It was elongated with a huge head of living fire that burned like the eyes and horns.

She struggled relentlessly, sweating profusely as she did, but she couldn’t escape. She cried out through the gag. “NNOO, in the nameeee of heaaaven!”

The audience broke out in protest. “She is not worthy of the Master! Punish her! Defile her!”

Abruptly, the fiery eyes, the horns, the cock was extinguished into the blackness. The torches suddenly flickered to life, as did the bright lights above her. She looked up and saw one of the men that had bound her to the altar. He ripped the gag from her mouth.

“I want to hear your cries as I take you.” His hand grabbed the fragile robe she wore and tore it from her body. He looked at her firm breasts pushed up high by the stringent bondage. Her stomach was tight, but his eyes didn’t linger long. They gazed at the tiny patch of red hair, so fine between her legs. The yawn of her legs left much exposed. He tore off the cloth that covered his loins. He hefted his cock up so he could see the look of terror on her face at its size. “I’ll have you first.”

She saw him climb on the altar between her legs. His heavy body felt light on hers, but that wasn’t what she feared. For the first time, she felt a cock stab between her legs. She struggled wildly, twisting her hips from side to side, but the man that covered her body was muscular, and he followed her every movement. His cock rammed against the gaping slit of her pussy. Her fingers clenched into her fists, her nails broke the skin in panic as Candy summoned all her strength to preserve her virginity. It wasn’t Satan that would take her, but a man, a man with a very big cock. His body was muscular and strong. His hands took possession of her breasts, molding and kneading them with cruel fingers as she groaned in torment. Yet, she continued to fight off the cock that battered at the opening of her virgin hole.

She found herself successful several times of not being penetrated by his cock, squirming away at the last minute, but she grew tired, her muscles began to spasm in pain. His fingers pinched her nipples that sent the pain shooting to the depths of her breasts. She found herself weakened at the same moment his thick cockhead pried its way through the lips of her virgin pussy.

It came to her suddenly; her body went relaxed, knowing she was ordained to be taken. It was her destiny to be taken like this, refused by Satan but sacrificed for his follower’s pleasure. She felt the stretching, and then, he thrust through the barrier of her maidenhood. Her back arched like a bow as much as the bondage would allow as she felt the sudden pain of her hymen tearing and his cock thrusting deep inside her virgin passage.

He cried out in exultant pleasure. “I have taken her, taken the one the Master has refused. I have replaced him.” He thrust in deep and to the hilt inside of her.

Candy felt him begin to fuck her. He took deep, skewering thrust as he rammed back and forth into her tight pussy. The heated pain of losing her virginity was quickly replaced by something else, a strange burning desire as if she was possessed. He was like a bull, his hands continued to constantly pinch and tweak her nipples, but he made no attempt to kiss her. The leather cowl remained over his face, all she could see were the evil eyes that gazed into hers, but she could smell his body odor. There was no brimstone or the smell of the fire of Satan, nothing but the stench of a man rutting into her. His cock stretched her as it fucked her ruthlessly. It swelled to greater proportion, but nothing like the cock on the apparition that appeared before her. She heard him groan, and then, she felt it. For the first time, she felt a hot, stabbing gush of his cum deep inside her once-virgin hole. He continued to rut his spewing cock in her as the smell of cum and sex filled her nostrils with the shameful stench. She had been profaned and spoiled, not by Satan but taken in an animalistic rutting for a meager man’s pleasure.

He slowly pulled himself out of her, and she moaned. The pain had receded, and it was replaced by a curious tingling that spread between her legs. She felt his wetness flow from her. He stood towering over her, naked except for the cowl that covered his face. She looked down at his cock, greased and bloodied from her, a symbol of her lost innocence for all to see. She looked at the audience, and it was a ghastly, lewd scene in front of her. The men and women had stripped off their clothes and were engaged in a lewd orgy. She couldn’t take her eyes off the surreal sight. Not only men taking women, but there were men with other men, stroking each other’s cock for pleasure. Women would lick the pussy of another woman, while a man took her from behind. Groans and cries of pleasure filled the room. Candy had never seen such perversions in all her life, yet she couldn’t draw her eyes away. She watched the most degrading, perverted acts with such intensity. It was as if she needed to learn them all; her eyes took in the details of cocks invading the backsides of women or mouths bringing a soiled cock back to life.

She lay on the altar, still bound and naked, her pussy twitching in a strange excitement. She looked up to see a woman wiping the drying cum from between her legs. Then, her lips went to Candy’s nipples and began to suck the tips. Candy groaned from the unexpected pleasure. The woman’s tongue rubbed along the tips, making them hard in arousal. She felt a rippling tension surge in all her muscles, and they all centered between her legs. She felt so sexy, no words were able to describe it. She wanted a man inside her once again. The strange desires in her body had made her unable to resist her ordeal. Bound, she wanted to be taken again and again.

She saw another man stand over her. He wore the leather cowl like the others. His eyes glittered at her naked body. Yet, she found herself staring back at him without terror as though she dared him to take her swiftly with his cock. It shocked her senses that she had such thoughts in her head. She knew this wouldn’t end. There was evil in his lust that she needed to quench.

“You have been awakened by Satan. You have been turned into a submissive woman, the source of all evil and passion. You’ll serve Satan and his followers.” The burly man mounted the table and stretched out over her. His fingers took hold of her breasts, just as the other man did. Like the other man, there was no mouth to seal hers with a kiss; this was pure lust and desires. His mouth began to lick between her breasts as she felt his hand push his stiff cock into her tender pussy. She didn’t resist him. She had lost the will and strength to fight him off. She had resigned herself to her fate. She closed her eyes and submitted to the welcome, sharp and brutal dig of his cock between her tender lips of her pussy. He thrust himself to the hilt inside her in a slow probing force. His fingers and mouth took Candy’s breasts and nipples harshly as she cried out, but it was met by a howl of glee from the audience that followed her ordeal.

He fucked her slowly, an excruciating slowness. His hands went to her hips to guide her to move for his pleasure. He gripped them hard to steer and hold her pinioned beneath his thrusting cock. Back and forth, he rooted himself deep into her tight pussy. She slowly began to respond to his will. She kept her eyes closed to the orgy that went on in the audience, but now, she was part of it. Her naked flesh, her sweat and the smell of her sex filled the room with the others. Her body had betrayed her, now a creature of the perverted.

She thought he’d never finish with her. He would give her several hard and powerful thrusts, but then, he’d stop to linger inside her. When he stopped, she felt her pussy muscles ripple and clamp along his hard cock, further proof of her complete surrender. Then, he’d begin again, giving her four or five energetic thrusts inside her before his cock dug ball deep inside her twitching pussy. She lay motionless beneath him, but she was inevitably led towards a climax. The first man took her innocence but gave her no pleasure. This time, she’d take it when he did. She couldn’t help herself. Her nipples turned into hard rocks as she began to whimper in pleasure. She pushed her ass up into the air to meet with his hard thrusts with her own. His thick cockhead battered at her cervix, but the pain turned to pleasure before it reached her brain. She could feel every inch of his cock tease at her pussy, the thick veins rasped along her stretched, torn opening. The sound of flesh slapping flesh rang out in her ears as the pleasure built to an uncontrollable plateau. There was only one thing that was needed to set her off.

“AAAAHH! Take the seed of Satan!” He cried out passionately as he gushed deeply inside her. He felt her insides clutch his cock and ring out every drop of his potent seed. She responded at the same time. Each time he gushed a powerful jet of cum inside her, her pussy would respond, clenching on his cock in such orgasmic pleasure to drive another load of cum from his balls.

Her head exploded with such pleasure, nothing like what she did when her hands had provoked her pleasure in her own bed. It was as though both of them were connected, his spewing cock in sync with her pulsating pussy. She never knew it could be this good. She was ashamed that she got some of the pleasure from being bound and stripped naked for strangers to get their pleasures from her virginal body. But it was the cock sheathed in her once-virgin passage that sent her over the top.

He finally pulled out of her. She looked over and saw a line of six men next to the altar; all of them stroked their cocks to such hardness. All of their cocks were big and demanding. She lost track of time as each man climbed on top of her and took his pleasure. All were naked except for the leather cowls that covered their faces. She had thought that all cocks were the same, but she soon learned differently. Some were long, some were thick, some had a bend in them that stretched and touched her in places that had never been touched before. But, they all spewed their seed inside her.

She remembered the last one. He looked younger than the others. He had a very vigorous and elongated cock, a rather bony cock that teased her by rubbing it up and down her slit. She shivered in lust when it found her clit and rubbed it as his mouth and hands played with her tits. He teased her too long. When he finally inserted his boney cock inside her pussy, she arched her loins up to receive him, yearning for him to fuck her and not torture her with unfulfilled pleasure. He made her cum violently. That was the last thing she remembered.

She awoke in her own bed, and it was late Saturday afternoon, the sun just began to set. She looked down beneath the blankets at her naked body. She saw the lips of her pussy a bright red and slightly swollen. It still felt like a cock was inside her. She was no longer a virgin, but she also felt something else. She felt an evil lust in her body.





Chapter 2





Wexter University


Ravenna found the school so much different from what she’d expected. The students were all wealthy, exceedingly wealthy, far beyond her expectations. She was on a full scholarship, but she couldn’t find any other students like her. It left her separated from the rest of the students; they all had money to do things after classes and on the weekends that she couldn’t afford. They spent more money in one weekend than she spent in a year. It made it difficult for her to find friends.

It also looked as though one of the requirements for the school was that you had to be attractive, as well as wealthy. While Ravenna wasn’t ugly by any standard, she wasn’t a ravishing beauty. Many of the women had blonde hair, probably dyed, but they looked natural. Ravenna had fine, long black hair, but it made her stand out in a sea of blondes. She thought she had a good figure until she compared herself to the other women, although she might be too harsh on herself. She had full hips and a nice ass, but her tits were small, very small, barely a handful. She’d always thought it was an asset since she didn’t need a bra. Her breasts might be small, but she had brown areolas the size of half-dollar and her nipples sprung to such hardness with just the slightest provocation of her fingers. They were so sensitive. Her touch on her nipples would flood her pussy, especially when she was a bit too harsh.

Since she’d completed two years of community college, she was a junior. Although she was a new student, she missed out on freshman orientation, so she didn’t know many other juniors or seniors. She lived in the dorms like all the other students, but no one had roommates. So she put all her efforts into her schoolwork, and she excelled at that. That is how she got the scholarship, and she wanted to make sure she kept it. Once she graduated from such a prestigious school, she’d be in high demand. Then, she’d have the life she always dreamed of.

Ravenna’s degree would be in business administration with a major in finance. It was a field that would guarantee her financial success, though that was the only reason. She loved history and art and used all her electives to take classes in her passion, not her vocation.

It was in her European Medieval history class that she met her. With all the Buffys, Heathers and other common names for blondes, Casandra stood out like Ravenna, and they also had hair in common. Neither were blondes, though Casandra had long, beautiful brown hair in comparison to Ravenna’s black hair. It still took two weeks before they met, and it wasn’t anything that Ravenna did, she was too shy, even with women. She’d just walked out of the class when it happened.

“Hi, I’m Cassandra. I noticed you in class. Are you majoring in history?”

“Ravenna. No, business administration. Good to meet you.” She knew who Cassandra was, everyone did. She was a Perdition. There were four of them in the school, three men, and one woman. They had an aura of mystique around them. Their father was Vale Perdition. She’d never met him, but she came face to face with his legacy every day when she went to classes. They were in the building named after him as well as the gymnasium with his name on it. The family wasn’t like anything you ever saw before. None of them looked like each other; in fact, some were complete opposites. The story was that they were all adopted by Vale Perdition, and they were a close-knit family. They all had a European look about them. Although the family had a large mansion not far from the school, they still stayed in the dorms like any other student.

“You’re so knowledgeable in this class; why would you go into business administration?”

“I want to make sure I can make a living. History and art don’t guarantee you much except a job at Starbucks, unless of course you’re rich.” The words slipped out without her realizing it. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it that way. I’m here on a scholarship.”

“No offense taken. How about a cup of coffee?”

Ravenna didn’t have another class for two hours, and this was the first chance she had to meet someone, so she accepted the offer eagerly. “I’d love to.”

The coffee bar on campus was a short distance. They sat down, and Cassandra was curious, but so was Ravenna.

“Where are you from?” Cassandra knew a lot more than she let on, but she asked the questions anyway.

“Bronx, I grew up there most of my life.”

“I love the city.”

“Bronx isn’t exactly like Manhattan.” She sounded defensive again. She’d have to be careful; she didn’t want to offend everyone just because they’re rich. She knew she treated them as snobs although she knew nothing about them. “Sorry, I have to watch what I say before I say it.”

“Don’t feel bad about it; there are many students here that are snobs. Do you have siblings?”

“No, not that I know of. I was adopted when I was young. There is only my mother, my adopted mother.”

“We have something in common. I’m adopted, also. My three brothers are also adopted, though we’re not related, but we’ve grown close as a family. Do you know who your parents are?”

“No, there isn’t much in the way of records. There was a fire in the orphanage where I grew up until I was adopted, and when it burned, most of the records went up in smoke. How about you?”

“I don’t know anything about them. I was born in Europe, but I came to the United States when I was four and was adopted by Vale. He’s my adopted father. Same with my brothers,” Cassandra lied. They all knew their birthrights. They were adopted by Vale for their unique heritage, all with a singular purpose in mind.

“We have a lot in common, and the school brought us together,” Ravenna hoped.

“Yes, I believe in destiny. We were meant to be brought together with some grand design in mind.”

“I don’t take much stock in religion, if that’s what you mean.” Ravenna wasn’t brought up that way.

“There are forces greater than Christianity, powerful forces that are hidden from most.”

“Now, you sound like you’ve studied too much medieval history,” Ravenna laughed.

“American history is fraught with the same sinister forces. You only have to look at the Salem witch trials. Most fear the unknown, but they should embrace the sinister forces. People only find evil where they look for it and fear it.” Cassandra changed the subject. It had become too intense too fast. “How do you like upstate New York instead of the Bronx?”

“It’s radically different. I haven’t heard a police siren since I got here or the sound of a garbage can tipping over. It’s so quiet and peaceful. Does anything really happen around here?”

“Don’t worry. You’ll find excitement and something new here. I can guarantee that. I have to go now, but would you like to have dinner with me in the cafeteria tonight?”

She wouldn’t have to sit alone and eat dinner tonight. The thought made her excited. “I’d love to. Five?”

“Yes, see you then.”

Ravenna watched her walk out and noticed that most of the men also watched her leave, too. Ravenna wished that men looked at her that way.

* * * *

It had been a month since Ravenna met Cassandra, and they’d become good friends. More than that, they became close friends. Ravenna met her brothers, and they were as friendly as she was. It was as though they had a bond between them from being adopted. Wealth didn’t seem to have affected them.

Ravenna took a job in the cafeteria to make some extra money. It took up some of her time, but she liked that she could go to the movies and out with Cassandra. Cassandra respected that she didn’t have much money and never went any place expensive. Ravenna found her status in school grew with her association with the Perdition family. More people introduced themselves to her, but she suspected that they wanted to learn more about the Perditions than they wanted to know about Ravenna.

Ravenna never had a girl as a friend like this until now. It was new to her. But it changed one day. It happened on Thursday, a day that Ravenna would remember forever, even though she didn’t know it was just the start of a long journey. There was an exam the next day in the class she took with Cassandra, so they decided to study together, though Ravenna didn’t know why. Cassandra was every bit as intelligent as Ravenna, and they’d both ace the class without studying. Still, it was always nice to be with her best friend. There was a knock on her dorm room door. It was Cassandra, but for some reason, it made Ravenna jump uncomfortably. She got up and let her in. Cassandra wore a pair of jeans that had to cost two hundred dollars and a cashmere sweater that hugged her full breasts like a second skin. She wore high heels that made her look much taller than she was already. Ravenna’s wardrobe was limited, but she found a small shop in the town that sold second-hand clothes that were cast off by the wealthy students.

Cassandra looked at Ravenna. Ravenna looked good in the white, silk button-down blouse and knew from their conversations that she didn’t wear a bra at night. Her black hair hung down in the front on one side as if to hide one of her breasts in such secrecy. She wore a pair of gray slacks that clung to her ass and hips. When the door closed, Cassandra moved close to Ravenna and kissed her softly on her cheek. She’d never done that before, but Ravenna made no attempt to move away while Cassandra’s lips lingered on her soft cheek.

“I love the smell of that perfume. What is it?” Ravenna tried to suck in air to regain her breathing. Cassandra took her breath away with the peck on her cheek, though it felt like something more than that.

“It’s called Pure Poison. It’s seductive and sexy.”

“Yes, it is.” Then, she noticed the bag in her hand; by the shape, it had to be a bottle of wine.

“I brought some wine; I hope you have a corkscrew.” She took it out of the bag, a nice chardonnay.

Thank goodness she did, though most of her bottles of wine had a screw cap. “Of course.” She was also glad that she had two respectable wine glasses.

While Ravenna opened the bottle of wine, Cassandra found some music, slow and sensuous. Ravenna put the two glasses on the small, round table they studied on, but Cassandra went over to her bed. She got on it, leaned her back against the headboard as she put her feet up, and kicked off her heels. “Bring it over here.” It wasn’t a question or a request; it was an order.

Ravenna brought over the two glasses of wine and handed one to Cassandra, but then, she turned and walked away.

“You don’t need your books.”

Ravenna turned around, looked at her, and responded smugly. “I’m not. I’m getting the bottle. I don’t think we need to study for the exam. There’s nothing they can ask that we don’t know.” She grabbed the bottle and put it on the nightstand beside her bed. She saw Cassandra recline on her bed. It wasn’t a big bed, but that didn’t bother her. “Are you going to make room for me, or will I have to lie on top of you?” She said it so boldly that it scared her.

“While the alternative does sound exciting, I wouldn’t want to spill the wine.” Cassandra didn’t expect that response. She moved over as Ravenna got next to her. The bed wasn’t very wide, so their hips touched and Cassandra felt a touch of excitement. “A toast.” She held up her glass.

“To what?”

Cassandra remembered their first meeting and the conversation. “To sinister forces.”

“I’m not sure why,” but she clicked glasses, and they both took a sip. “It’s a great wine, not anything like I drink.” She drank some more, her lips were so dry. The heightened tension made them that way. Not a bad tension, but a sexual tension, something she’d never had before with another female. This was something new to her, but she couldn’t deny that it made her excited.

They talked while they drank two glasses of wine, but it was small talk and it masked the overtones that went between them. Cassandra finished her glass and handed it to Ravenna. She saw her pick up the bottle to refill it. “No, put it on the table.”

Ravenna looked at Cassandra, directly into her eyes, and she saw something that she’d never seen in another woman’s eyes, at least when they looked at her. Desire. She took her glass and put it down along with her own. She turned to Cassandra and waited.

“Close your eyes.”

She did so immediately. The excitement increased immediately when she did, the unknown was far more exciting, especially for the forbidden. She waited.

“Wet your lips.” Cassandra did the same as she watched Ravenna’s pink tongue slowly roll over her lips until they glistened. Ravenna had performed obediently so far.

Ravenna waited, and she knew something was about to happen. She could feel it when the bed move slightly as Cassandra moved. It took only a second until she felt Cassandra’s breath blow on her; she was only inches from her face. She waited until she felt the spark fly across their lips just before they touched. It wasn’t like a kiss with a boy, Cassandra’s lips were soft and tender as they met. It was a brief kiss, but Ravenna never felt this way before. She hadn’t been with many men, none of them fully, but no encounters with men had ever made her this excited.

“Push your tongue out.” Cassandra leaned in again, and this time, their tongues met before their lips did.

It was the most sensuous touch she ever felt. Their tongues met, but it was nothing like a man that tried to force his tongue deep into her mouth like some kind of probe. Cassandra’s tongue moved slowly as it explored Ravenna’s tongue. There were no hurried movements, only slow, sexual explorations of each other. Ravenna felt a wetness between her legs, shamed that another woman did that to her, but she couldn’t deny that she enjoyed the gentleness of her touch. Their tongues darted back and forth, and their lips meshed as one. It was long minutes before they broke the kiss. Ravenna struggled to regain her breathing. Her lips were wet, and the scent of Cassandra’s perfume lingered on her.

Cassandra saw Ravenna’s lips tremble, but her eyes had opened wide and there was excitement in them. She waited for her to say something.

“You scare me,” she blurted out, but it wasn’t what she meant. She quickly added. “Our kiss scares me, not you.”

“Didn’t you like it? I did.” Cassandra wouldn’t admit it to Ravenna, but she’d never kissed a woman before. She’d always been with men, but she didn’t find that experience rewarding or exciting.

“I liked it too much.”

“That’s good. Close your eyes again.” She saw her obey, and it looked as if her lips pursed for another kiss.

She waited for another kiss, but what she felt was a finger touch her lips and slowly trace around them. Ravenna’s lips parted and allowed it to push inside her lips, and she instinctively tightened her lips around the finger. She’d never done it before, but she knew what it must look like. It was as though she took a man in her mouth to pleasure him, but that didn’t stop her from sucking on the finger. Cassandra seemed to like it as she pushed her finger in deeper to trace across her tongue. The finger began to explore her mouth.

She sucked her finger, but Cassandra could tell that she wasn’t experienced. So far, all Cassandra’s information on Ravenna was accurate. She reluctantly pulled her finger out of her mouth but slowly traced it down her chin. Ravenna raised her chin up as her finger traced down her soft, vulnerable neck as if she was an animal that surrendered to a superior force and bared her neck in submission.

The finger began to explore her neck, and the touch sent shivers through her body. It slid down further until it got to the first button of her silk blouse. The moment it touched the button, her nipples sprang to such hardness that they ached. Ravenna felt the first button open as the finger traced further down her cleavage. She wished her breasts were bigger. The next button opened and more of her chest was revealed. Her eyes were still shut tight, but she felt the blouse pushed back to reveal more of her chest. When the third button was opened, Ravenna arched her back and pushed her breasts out further as if that would make them appear bigger. Her nipples ached for the touch of a finger on them.

Cassandra grew impatient and unbuttoned all of them and slowly pulled the blouse open. Her breasts weren’t big, but they stood up so firmly and were capped by a pair of lovely, hard nipples that begged for attention, but Cassandra didn’t touch them yet. She slipped the blouse off her shoulders and down her arms until Ravenna was bared to her waist. Her eyes were still clenched tight, but Ravenna arched her back once again and thrust her breasts out.

She was naked to the waist in front of Cassandra and knew that a woman would soon touch her sexually. She didn’t know what to expect, but she couldn’t deny the feelings between her legs. Her pussy was soaked. Her head began to fill with all sorts of strange desires and images. Can she make me cum? Will she make me cum?

Cassandra surprised Ravenna with her first touch. She wasn’t gentle as she was with the kiss. Cassandra’s fingers reached out to Ravenna’s right breast and four fingers gripped her breast and squeezed it harshly. She watched as her nipple exploded with blood, but Ravenna arched her back and pushed her breast into the hand that crushed it. There was no mistaking the moan of pleasure that came from her mouth. Cassandra used her other hand to pinch her other breast, both of them crushed beneath her powerful fingers.

It was as though a man grabbed her breasts in haste and lust. The fingers squeezed her small breasts hard, but Ravenna felt no pain. All the blood was pushed into the hardened nipples, and it felt as though they’d explode. She couldn’t understand why she liked it so much. She pushed her breasts out; knowing that her back was arched exaggeratedly, but she wanted more. She wanted her nipples taken the same way, just as she did herself when she grew too excited while she masturbated.

Cassandra didn’t release them; instead, she twisted her fingers so Ravenna’s small breasts were gnarled, but the moan from Ravenna’s mouth only grew louder. Cassandra let her fingers slide down until she found the nipples, so hard and proud. Her index finger and thumb gripped each one and squeezed them until she saw the grimace of pain on Ravenna’s face, but the moans grew louder. She could feel the blood pound in the trapped tips as Cassandra slowly began to twist them and yank them out as if she could make them bigger.

It felt like she wet her panties when her nipples were taken so possessively by Cassandra. She pulled and twisted them, something Ravenna never did, but she didn’t know why. It hurt, but it hurt good.

Cassandra suddenly released her nipples and watched as the blood pounded back into the tips, now red and swollen from her touch. Cassandra moved in closer and lowered her head. Her mouth found her Ravenna’s right breast, and her lips encircled the hardened tip and with powerful suction drew it deep into her mouth. Her tongue was ready and licked the swollen bud, but slowly and gently, it swirled around the tip until it found the end and snapped slowly and sensuously over it. Her other hand reached out, and her fingers played over the other nipple and teased it before her mouth would visit it. Cassandra saw Ravenna’s hands clenched at her sides, but they didn’t move as if she were bound.

Ravenna couldn’t believe the feelings she experienced; one minute, her nipples were crushed by powerful fingers; the next, a warm, wet mouth sucked on them, as a baby would suckle her mother’s breast. Her nipples loved the sensation as Cassandra’s mouth moved from one to the other while her other hand made sure the breast that wasn’t sucked got the attention from her fingers. Ravenna’s thighs clenched together tightly, and her pussy muscles gripped tightly as if she desired a cock inside her, but what she wanted was Cassandra’s touch between her legs. Cassandra wouldn’t be like a man that was only interested in his own lust; her touch would be knowing and touch her in places that only a woman would know was pleasurable.

When Cassandra pulled her mouth away, she gazed at Ravenna’s breasts, both of them glistened from her spit in the light, and the nipples were big and red. Now, it was the difficult part; Cassandra had never done this before. She saw the look on Ravenna’s face. Her eyes stayed closed, but there was a fear etched in her face. Cassandra drew her fingers slowly down Ravenna’s belly and watched as she sucked in her stomach as her fingers neared the waistband of her slacks. Tiny goose bumps appeared on her flesh.

Ravenna couldn’t breathe as she trembled when Cassandra’s fingers moved to her slacks. She knew that they would be taken off next, and she didn’t know if she could go that far. She was a virgin; no man had entered her, as well as no woman. She wasn’t ready to give it up yet, but she knew that she could get pleasure just as her own fingers had done so often. The fingers touched the waistband, and she felt it go slack when the button was opened. Cassandra wouldn’t be able to take them off unless Ravenna helped her. The soft hiss of the zipper sounded so loud in the silent room as it was lowered. As soon as she felt the gentle tug on her slacks, her ass rose up from the bed in submission. She felt them pulled down and taken off each of her legs. Her ass settled back on the bed, clad in only her panties. Fingers slid up her leg, and Ravenna parted her legs willingly as the soft hands drew up to her thighs. They tickled along her thighs, and each time they pushed out on her thighs, Ravenna spread her legs open wider. She knew that she couldn’t hide her wetness, sure that her panties exposed her wet spot.

Her legs were spread wide as Cassandra’s fingers ran over her soft, silky thighs. Her fingers neared her pussy, and the wet spot clearly showed her arousal. “Are you wet for me, Ravenna?”

The words were difficult to get out as her voice trembled. “No one has ever made me this wet before.” Then, before she could say anything else, she cried out. “AAAAHHH!” She was surprised by the touch of fingers on her pussy, though she should’ve expected them. They were gentle, but they gripped her pussy lips and squeezed them together. Ravenna didn’t know how, but she had to fight the desire to cum. The fingers moved over her mound until a finger found her slit and pushed her panties into the wet divide until they were soaked. The finger began to move, up and down her slit to drive the wet lust from her body. She was disappointed when it never touched her pleasure button, but the finger moved back down and left her clit to swell in unrequited lust. She struggled not to ride the finger to an orgasm, but she knew there could be more if Cassandra took off her panties. She’d be completely naked for her and unable to stop Cassandra from doing anything to her.

Ravenna felt the bed move and hands grabbed her ankles, pulled her legs up into the air, and slid her down until her back was flat on the bed. A hand slowly ran over her ass, softly but questioning. Then, she felt her panties tugged down and the wet panties pulled from her slit. It didn’t take long before they were off her legs. Her ankles were grabbed again, but this time, her legs were spread as her body was bent in two. She felt her pussy flower open from her clit to her anus, all exposed to Cassandra’s eyes. She continued to keep her eyes closed in shame, knowing how exposed she was. But the next thing she felt shocked her senses. Warm, wet kisses ran over her inner thighs, but they continued to move upward. Her pussy was flooded. Will she kiss me there? I never felt that before, only the touch of my own fingers.

Cassandra could smell her arousal. She kissed close to Ravenna’s pussy. The spread of her legs left her pussy open, the pink flesh wet with her arousal. She moved her lips closer, and her fingers reached out to grip her oily lips and spread them open wide. It took her a moment to get up the nerve, but then, Cassandra kissed her pussy. Her lips touched the wet flesh, and instinctively, Cassandra’s tongue began to explore her pussy just as men did to Cassandra. She didn’t find it distasteful; in fact, the more that Ravenna squirmed, and moaned in pleasure, the more Cassandra enjoyed it. She soon found her mouth and lips wet with juices and her tongue tasted the nectar of Ravenna’s juices. She knew Ravenna wouldn’t last much longer. Her fingers slid to the top of her slit and uncovered her swollen clit. Her lips gripped it, and her tongue went to work instantly. That is all it took. Ravenna couldn’t contain her lust any longer.

Ravenna’s body trembled in such pleasure as her pussy was licked. She never thought it could feel that good, especially with a woman, but Cassandra knew just where to touch her and kiss her. When she went to work on her clit, Ravenna’s body exploded, as she could never make it do. “AAAAAAWWWWW!” She couldn’t stifle her screams of pleasure and hoped the other students nearby didn’t hear it. She was sure that her pussy flooded Cassandra’s face and tongue, but she couldn’t stop the floodgates of her pleasure. Cassandra pushed her legs up higher and spread her wider as her mouth and tongue continued to bring pleasure to her. It took a long time for the pleasure to end; Cassandra was relentless. Finally, she released her legs and her body sank back down onto the bed. She felt Cassandra next to her, holding her trembling body. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at her. She just finished licking her lips, and she had a big smirk on her face. Ravenna was speechless, not sure what to say. Should I thank her for making me cum? Or should I do the same to her?

“Are you okay?” Cassandra was worried about her. She didn’t say a word as though she was comatose or in shock.

“I’m better than okay. No one ever made me feel that way before, especially a woman. I don’t know what to say.” She was confused. Am I a lesbian now? Are we lovers?

“That’s a good response. How about another glass of wine?”

They talked and drank wine for an hour. All during that time, Ravenna was naked, but it seemed so natural now. Every once in a while, Cassandra would stroke her, her nipples or even between her legs, but they continued to talk while she did it as if it wasn’t happening.

Ravenna put on a robe when they watched a movie, but she curled up next to Cassandra and felt so secure with her. When Cassandra left, they kissed a deep, passionate kiss while Cassandra’s hands held her close to her and their bodies pushed up against each other as though they were meant to be meshed together.

* * * *

The next day was a bit awkward when they first met. Ravenna didn’t know if Cassandra would kiss her in front of everyone or hold hands as lovers might do. They said hello to each other, but then, they went into the class and took the test. Cassandra waited for her outside when she finished the test. Both of them were the firsts to finish.

It was Cassandra that said it as they went to get a coffee. “I enjoyed you last night and hope we can do it again. But, I enjoy men also, so we should keep our secret to ourselves. You’re a virgin, and I’m sure that you want a nice man to make love to you the first time. I won’t do anything to jeopardize that,” she lied. “It should be a cock that takes your innocence.” It just had to be the right cock that would do it.

“Thank you. I wasn’t sure what last night was, but I don’t want to lose what we have.” Then she added. “But, I’m not sure what I can do for you.”

“I wouldn’t force you to do anything that you don’t want to do,” Cassandra lied again.





Chapter 3


Wexter University-The Beginning


William Butler took over as chancellor of Wexter University fifteen years ago. He came from a small, southern university, and when he arrived, he found Wexter University a small, unknown university. It didn’t take long for him to figure out its problems. The campus was small and old in upstate New York. It drew most of its students from the rural area around it. It wasn’t known for its academic excellence. But, William was up to the challenge.

He brought his wife of five years and his four-year old daughter with him. Sandy was a beautiful southern belle that William was lucky to have found and married. She was devoted to him and his job.

As Sandy said the day they got married, “My job is to make you successful no matter what I have to do and to make your personal life fulfilling and pleasurable.”

William was handsome in a stately, academic way. He had brown hair that always looked unkempt, even when he just got a haircut. He kept his body firm and fit. Sandy was stunning, full breasts that even today rode high on her chest. She had a firm ass that she deliberately kept tight with exercise and long legs toned from running.

It was within a year of arriving at Wexter when his family’s life was changed forever. William knew what he needed to do to make Wexter what he envisioned, but it all came down to money. The university had a modest endowment of less than a million dollars, and his efforts at fundraising provided dismal results. The area where it got its students from was poor.

It was six months into his tenure when he heard about Vale Perdition. It was more of a rumor than a known fact. It was almost an urban legend that the Perdition family had a large estate not far from Wexter. It was off the beaten path and few ventured out there. The Perditions weren’t known to be sociable and that only added to the mystique of the legend. The Perdition family patriarch was Vale, though no one could describe him. There was talk of children in the house, but they never attended the local schools, and the school administration wasn’t forthcoming with information about them. The Perdition’s property taxes were half of the small town’s yearly budget. They owned no business interests around, so no one knew where their money came from.

The locals didn’t often go to the mansion. When it needed work done, out-of-town workman did it, or so it was said. It was strange that having settled in the valley over two hundred years ago there was little known of them.

William tried to get a phone number for him but was unsuccessful. He looked on the internet, and the name had little information more than the property taxes and the mansions location. It was as if their lives never existed.

Sandy knew that William could make Wexter into something good, but he was stymied with funds. It was at dinner that night that he spoke about his idea.

“I want to visit Vale Perdition.” He said it abruptly, though he’d thought about it for weeks now. He couldn’t find any way to contact Vale unless he went to his house.

“I think that’d be a good idea, William. You’re good in one-on-one contact. You just need to get in front of him and pitch your vision for Wexter.” William could charm anyone, that’s how he got her.

“Yes, but I want to make it more personal than a sales pitch to make him part with his money.”

“What is your plan?” They often hashed out his plans together. They did everything together. Sandy always wanted to be supportive of him.

“I’d like you to go with me.” He held his breath for a second. Wexter lacked most of the social functions a larger university had, so Sandy didn’t have much interaction with the university.

“I’d love to help you out. When?”

“Friday morning. I hope we can catch him at home.”

“I can get Gabriel to babysit so that wouldn’t be a problem.” She felt good it would be her first chance to help him succeed.

* * * *

Friday came quickly, though they discussed the visit often. William didn’t want to leave anything to chance, even down to what they’d each wear.

Sandy looked great in a dark-blue suit. She wore a white button-down silk blouse and left the first button open with a nice pearl necklace around her neck. It accented the cleavage the blouse revealed. She might be a southern belle, but she wasn’t a prude. She knew men looked at her, and she had no qualms about dressing to highlight her sexuality. The blue skirt clung to her hips and smothered over her ass. She wore a pair of high heels that made her legs look shapelier. William wore a light-brown cashmere sport coat, brown slacks with a light-brown shirt. He didn’t wear a tie, not wanting to be too formal.

“You look gorgeous,” William said, as he got hard at the sight of her body in the suit. She never failed to get a rise out of him and that extended to their bedroom. She wasn’t a modest southern woman in bed. He liked her passion and desires.

“Thank you, Chancellor. Shall we go and charm Vale Perdition?”

The house was far out in the woods, and the one-lane paved road soon turned to dirt, though it looked as though it was in good condition. There weren’t many potholes. It was five miles before they got to the house, but they still couldn’t see it. It was surrounded by a seven-foot wall, but it was covered with ivy that was overgrown. It looked as though it had been there for centuries. William found the entrance, a large iron gate, which was closed. He stopped the car and got out. He looked for some type of bell but saw nothing. On the entrance was a “Keep Out, No Solicitors” sign. William tried the gate and found it wasn’t locked. Not to be deterred, he began to open it. He was surprised when it slid open easily, not a squeak or creak out of it. He got back into the car. He turned to Sandy. “At least it didn’t say solicitors shot on sight.”

It made her a bit nervous, but she had her protector with her. They drove down the driveway, now trap rock instead of dirt. It curved through dense brush and trees until it came to a large clearing. It looked completely different from their first impression. The grounds were well cared for and the driveway curved into a large circle that brought them to the front of the house. But, you could hardly call it a house. A mansion was the correct word. It stood two stories high, made of stone that looked like they were piled by hand. There had to be twenty windows on each floor and that was just from the front. The mansion was painted a meticulous white with brown shutters. Off to one side was a garage with six doors on it, all of them were closed. In the distance was a big red barn with a fence around it. Two horses nibbled outside on the grass. “I didn’t expect this.”

“I can’t say I did either.” He got out of the car and walked around to open Sandy’s door. He couldn’t help but notice her long, naked legs as she got out. She noticed his look, too.

“It looks like I’ll have to satisfy my husband tonight,” she boldly stated.

“Yes, you will.” They both walked up to the door. There was a large, gold knocker in the center of it. William knocked, and it sounded so loud. William waited and expected a butler to answer it. He heard the footsteps and felt Sandy hook her arm in his, and she drew close to him. The door opened.

Vale heard the knock. It had been a while since that happened. He didn’t get many visitors out here, at least not many unexpected visitors. That was by design, not by chance. He was pleasantly surprised to see a couple standing on his porch. They weren’t salespersons, not the way they dressed, or at least not the salespersons that sold door to door. He wore a nice sport coat and slacks, but his eyes were drawn to the woman. She wore a blue suit, and it fit her body as though it was tailored just for her. The jacket was opened and the pearls around her neck drew his eyes to the white cleavage revealed. They were young, about thirty or so. “Yes, can I help you?” He was cordial; after all, he did love women.

William was surprised at the person that opened the door. He was dressed in a nice pair of slacks with a button-down shirt. He had to be in his early forties, but from the look of his manicure and his neatly trimmed hair, he wasn’t the butler. “I would like to see Vale Perdition, please.”

“Whom may I say is calling?” Vale tried to sound stuffy, but he wasn’t very successful.

“I’m Chancellor William Butler from Wexter University and this is my wife, Sandy.” He suspected this was Vale, but he didn’t say anything.

Sandy couldn’t believe how handsome he was. He had a dark complexion, a European look to him and he dressed impeccably. His body was firm and muscular, and he didn’t look like he had a drop of fat on him. She suspected that he was mid-forties, but it was hard to tell. He seemed to age well. He looked at her body, and she felt a pink glow on her face, a blush, though that had never happened to her before. It was when his eyes looked at hers that her heart began to flutter and her chest rose and fell as she struggled to fill her lungs. He had dark eyes, almost black, and they stared at her as if he could see her very soul and knew her thoughts. She hoped not, for they weren’t the thoughts a married woman should have. She moved closer to William and grabbed his arm tighter. The man at the door didn’t scare her; she scared herself.

“Come in.” He opened the door wider for them to enter but still didn’t say anything else. “Follow me.” He led them down the hallway to the library. He went slowly, so they could peer into the rooms as they passed them. He didn’t get many visitors. He ushered them into the library and to the two chairs in front of the large desk. He made sure that she sat in the chair on the right. That one gave him a better view of her. “I’m Vale Perdition.”

William began to sit down, but then Vale leaned over to Sandy and took her hand. His touch was soft but electrifying. He lifted her hand into the air, and she felt his lips kiss her hand so softly and sensuously, as though they were lovers. She’d never met a man that melted her body like this before. His lips lingered for long minutes before he finally moved away, but he continued to hold her hand.

“It’s good to meet you, Sandy. Such beauty hasn’t graced my house for years.” He turned to William, not wanting to leave him out. “Welcome, Chancellor Butler.” He addressed him more formally, but he still held Sandy’s hand. If only William wasn’t here. “Have a seat, Sandy.” He didn’t move away as she sat down. His eyes were on her legs as she sat down and her skirt rode up high. She didn’t seem to be flustered over his attentions as she slowly crossed her legs. In fact, she seemed to be in control, though he did catch a flutter in her lips. “Can I offer you something to drink? Coffee maybe?” He didn’t move away from Sandy.

“Coffee would be fine.” It was William that responded.

Vale held out his hand for Sandy. “Would you help me?” She put her hand into his and rose up again. He loved the way her hand slid over her buttocks to smooth down the skirt. He wished it were his hand that did it.

William was left there by himself as Vale and Sandy walked over to a large cupboard along the wall. It was uncomfortable for him to turn his head, and it would look like he didn’t trust them together, so he looked around the library in front of him.

Sandy stood next to him while he poured three coffees from a silver pot.

“Cream or sugar?” He got the silver creamer and sugar dish.

“Cream only, I have to watch my figure,” she responded. He looked at her body, and she felt a tremor run through her.

“You do well at taking care of it. It’s flawless and statuesque.” His words often made women blush but not her. She took it in stride. He liked to see a woman comfortable with her sexuality and body.

“Thank you,” she said almost nonchalantly, although she had to control the slightest tremor in her voice. She made William’s and her coffee and turned to go back to the chairs. Vale hesitated for a second, and then, she felt it. She was sure that it happened and it wasn’t her imagination. A hand slid slowly and softly over her buttocks. She should’ve moved away, but she stopped as though she waited for him to finish. The hand wasn’t groping or crude. It was as though it explored her buttocks. Sandy felt something that she hadn’t since she married William. Her pussy got wet from the touch of a man that wasn’t her husband. She didn’t understand it. I’m happy with William, why would another man excite me? Only when the hand moved away did she start walking again. She was sure that he looked at her ass as she walked. It was difficult for her to move naturally. She felt as though she swung her hips and ass to attract his attention or his hand again. She handed William his coffee. She turned to put her coffee down and saw Vale stand over her on the other side of her chair. His gaze went to the front of her blouse as she bent down to put her coffee on the table. She knew that her blouse spilled open, but she did it slowly. When she stood up, Vale continued to stare at her as he put his coffee on the desk, but he didn’t move away. She sat down as he watched her every move, as if she did it for him. When she crossed her legs, he moved a bit closer. She stared into his eyes as he learned over.

“Thank you for helping me, Sandy.”

Just the way he said Sandy, sent shivers through her body, but then, she saw his hand move. She watched it as it moved to her leg, her naked leg. She was sure that he could smell her heat when his hand lay so casually on her naked leg as though he possessed her. She struggled not to uncross her legs and part them so he could touch her inner thigh. It was long, silent minutes before he moved his hand away and sat behind the desk.

They acted as though William wasn’t there. Vale put his hand on Sandy’s leg. She didn’t say a word. He knew that she wouldn’t offend him. This was too important for his career and their life together. Finally, Vale sat down and took a sip of his coffee.

“So, what can I do for you, William?” But his eyes switched back and forth between Sandy and William as if at any minute she’d uncross her legs and spread them so he could see the dark, mysterious place beneath her skirt.

William had practiced this for weeks, the last couple of days in front of Sandy. She knew it by heart. William was good, knowing just the right buttons to push, but with Vale, it was difficult. He knew nothing of him, only that he might have kids. But, he never saw a wife. Still, he was undaunted and continued to talk. Vale listened intently, at least most of the time. His eyes would go back to Sandy every once in a while. It wasn’t that William could fault his good taste in women.

Vale became interested as William spoke about the university. He began to think of the future for his kids. He was a private person and wanted to make sure that his kids had the same privacy. They were all extremely intelligent; their background guaranteed that. Wexter University wasn’t up to the caliber that he’d expect his children would need. The only thing it had going for it was the location.

Finally, William finished his spiel. Vale had asked many questions, and he was sure that he had children, though they weren’t of college age, at least not yet.

“I like you, William, both of you, Sandy, too. But, I’m not so sure about Wexter University. I have four children, three boys, and one girl. They are all about the same age. I adopted them a year ago, and I homeschool them. They need a first-rate university, but Wexter doesn’t fill the bill. But, they are young; they won’t need the school for about twelve or thirteen years.”

“I realize that,” William interrupted him. “But, I can make it into something that it’s not now. We need to change the caliber of students that apply, and I need to find donors that will support my aggressive program to make the facilities and educators up to the caliber needed.”

Vale pulled his checkbook out of the desk. He opened it and wrote out the check. He saw them both look at him as he did it. He tore the check out of the book. “Take this. Come back to me in a month and tell me what you’ll do with it.”

William took the check and looked at the amount, one hundred thousand dollars. He never saw that much money before, though it paled in comparison to what he needed for his vision. “That’s very generous of you. Might I suggest that you join our board?”

“I want to see what you can do before I put my name behind you.” He stood up. The meeting was over.

William and Sandy knew that they’d succeeded beyond expectations. They hoped to raise money from him but never expected it to be today. They thought it would be a long, hard battle. Vale came around the desk and stuck out his hand. William shook it with a firm grip. “We’ll talk in a month. Thank you for your confidence in me.” But, he’d already turned to Sandy and his hand was extended to her. He didn’t shake her hand but kissed it as he did before, staring into her eyes as he did. His lips stayed on her hand for so long and neither of them moved to break the kiss.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sandy. I hope when I talk to William in a month that you’ll join us. I’d welcome a woman’s opinion.” He hated to release her hand, but he did. He showed them both out, letting William out the door first. Sandy passed by him, but then, she stopped. He took advantage of it as his hand slid over her buttocks. She’d stopped on purpose. He felt her buttocks quiver as she flexed her muscles. She had a nice, firm ass, his hand squeezed it firmly before he released it and she continued to walk out. William turned around, but he didn’t notice a thing. Sandy was cool and collected.

William talked excitedly all the way home. The farther she got away from Vale and the house, the more ashamed she was of the way she acted. It was so out of character for her, but it was as though she couldn’t refuse him. His black, soul-searching eyes mesmerized her. She hoped the next time she met him she’d be able to control herself.

That night after they made love, Sandy lay in bed while William slept. She couldn’t get the way she acted with Vale out of her head. She’d let him fondle her ass, not just once but twice. She couldn’t get the touch of his hand on her body out of her mind. Why did I let him do that to me? It was as though I had no control over my body when he was near.

* * * *

William and she discussed the money that Vale gave the university. The board was excited at the gift, but William knew it wasn’t enough to make a dent in his vision. He needed more, much more.

“I think fifty thousand dollars should go to scholarships for deserving people that live in the area. The other fifty thousand should go to buying new equipment for the science department. It won’t buy much, but anything will help.”

“If you think that’s best, William, I support you.” He was the chancellor, so he knew best.

“I’ll invite Vale to the campus to meet us next week. Hopefully, he’ll see the campus and our needs and might donate a bit more next year.” It was going to be a long time for him to get his vision of the university, but at least this was a start.

* * * *

Vale hardly frequented the town, never mind the university, but when William offered his invitation and said that Sandy would be there, he couldn’t deny himself the pleasure of seeing her again. William stated that Sandy would be there explicitly. He’d seen his interest in his wife and had used her to get what he wanted from Vale. That was a good sign for the future.

When he drove on the campus, it was every bit as dismal as he expected. The students looked like they were still in high school and were ready to go home after class and plow a field before they did their homework. It wasn’t the place that he’d send his children. They deserved better. They deserved the best. He was ushered into William’s office and was glad to see Sandy sitting on the couch to the side of William’s desk. There was only one chair in front of his desk. She wore another suit, this time a lovely pink but just at tight, and she left just as much leg revealed as before, maybe a bit more. He noticed she didn’t wear stockings to mar the beauty of her legs. She wore a pullover beneath the jacket, but it was pushed open, so he could see her firm breasts pushed out so eloquently. He hated that there was no naked cleavage to capture his eyes, but he wasn’t disappointed. He stared into her eyes and then looked at her breasts again. He was surprised. The tips of both breasts were tipped with hard nipples that weren’t there seconds ago. He looked back into her eyes and saw her bite her lower lip as she trembled. Her legs rubbed together softly. He walked over to her first, bent down, and took her hand to kiss it but not before he touched her naked leg. He felt her flesh quiver beneath his touch. Her skin was soft and silky, but he finally pulled away to kiss her hand. When he pulled his lips from her hand, he left a trace of wetness behind. “It’s good to see you again, Sandy. William’s lucky to have such a ravishing woman as his wife. I hope he appreciates his good fortune.”

“It’s good to see you, Vale.” She didn’t show it, but her body trembled the minute he looked at her, as if he knew that she was excited by his touch.

“Have a seat, Vale. Can I get you anything?”

“No, I have everything I want now,” he stated as he turned his chair so he could see Sandy at the same time as William.

If Vale was enamored with his wife, so much the better. “I’m glad you got a chance to see our campus. Can I ask your assessment?”

“Tell me your plans for my donation first, and then, we can discuss your campus more.”

William laid out his plans for the donation, from the scholarships to the new science lab equipment. “Wexter University likes to give back to the community so the scholarships will help some deserving students have a better life. Our science lab will have enough equipment to allow each student to have access at the same time instead of sharing. I… we think it’s the best use of your donation.”

“My donation is yours, William, but I don’t think your use of it is in the best, long-range interests of the university, at least as far as I’m concerned.”

“Why do you say that?” Is my first and best donor about to walk out the door forever?

“If I thought this university was suitable for my children, or at least would be in the future, I might consider more. But from what I saw of the students and the facilities, bringing in more students that don’t meet high rigors and teaching them with inadequate facilities is not a way to make the university a place that students and their parents would fight to get them accepted. Mediocracy only breeds more mediocracy.”

“I’m sorry you feel that way, Vale. The university could’ve used your support.” William felt so let down after being up.

Sandy saw it slip away from William. She had to do something. Vale was his best chance, and she wouldn’t let it walk out the door. “We need a new science building with state of the art equipment, along with six new faculty members and a chair for the department. I suspect the science building, fully equipped, would cost about three million dollars, give or a take a million. The faculty would cost about three-quarters of a million the first year, but as the university increases in stature, professors will begin to fight to teach here, so the initial pay will go down, not up. We can start a building fund, since it will take at least a year to complete, if not more, but in order to get the ball rolling, we’d need a million dollar donation from you. I expect that you have many friends that have the wherewithal, and using your skills, you could entice them to join you in this endeavor. Once that happens, it’ll make it easier to get others onboard. Success breeds success.”

“I don’t think that Vale–” William was interrupted by Vale.

“Let her continue, William. It seems that Sandy is every bit as intelligent as she is beautiful.” Vale looked over at her. She had uncrossed her legs when she leaned forward to talk and her legs were parted slightly. He looked down and could see nothing but darkness, but she gazed into his eyes and made no attempt to close them.

“William will start a recruitment program to get higher-quality children to apply. He can use our expected top-rated facilities to coax them to apply. I’m sure that William will find that by raising the tuition, it will not only increase revenue, but also drive students to us with parents that are willing to part with the money for a first-rate education. This will lower the rate of local students we serve so new dormitories will have to be planned for this influx of students that don’t live in the area. While the idea of giving back to the community is noble, the success of the community would be much more served if the university doubled or tripled in size within three years. Which, in my estimation, is very plausible.”

She saw that Vale was about to say something, but she cut him off. “We’d expect you to join the board. Your prestige would add greatly to it, and other benefactors you bring in would be welcome. We need men of vision and conviction. We want to make you proud to send your children here for a first-rate education when they’re old enough. Imagine how proud they’ll be of their father when they walk into the Vale Perdition Science building for their classes.”

Vale waited for a moment before he said something, wanting to make sure she was finished.

William was dumbfounded. He thought Sandy went too far, especially when she cut off Vale. Vale never said a thing, and William was about to apologize when Vale spoke.

He turned to William. “Invite me to your house for dinner next week, William. I’ll expect you’ll have a general outline of yours and Sandy’s vision for Wexter. If it meets my expectations, we can discuss your building fund and my participation in it.” Vale got up and shook William’s hand. “Thank you for a very enlightening meeting.” He walked away from William to Sandy. He hated that she stood up and he couldn’t gaze between her legs. He wasn’t able to see anything, but he had a vivid imagination. He didn’t kiss her hand this time. He put his arm around her and drew her up against his body. He kissed her neck, soft and gently, but his hand strayed over her ass. William wouldn’t be able to see it.

She felt his hard body pushed against her, but she instantly felt his hard cock push against her pussy. She was drenched by the time his hand slid over her ass and clenched one of her cheeks. She felt his response; his cock jerked and shuddered in spite of being trapped between them. He nibbled on her neck, and she thought nothing of it. In fact, it wasn’t until he pulled away and walked out the door that she realized that William was in the room. He looked at her, but his face was lit up with a big smile. He had watched Vale hug her and thought nothing of it, but she did. It wasn’t shame she felt. She felt a perverted excitement that her husband watched her with another man. William rushed over to her and hugged her, but it was different. His excitement didn’t extend as far as his cock. Not like Vale.

“You were amazing. We have so much work to do for next week. You’re going to have to help me.”

“I’ll do whatever is needed for your success, William.” But, she knew that it would require more than William expected. She hoped that he’d do whatever it took for the success of this plan. Vale would drive a hard bargain, and she felt his hard bargain today.





Chapter 4


A Hard Deal for Sandy


They worked relentlessly for the next week, though William didn’t mention anything to the university board. He still couldn’t believe it was possible, but Sandy did. She always backed him, and he wouldn’t let her down. She’d given him an opening with Vale, and he wouldn’t waste it.

Sandy was surprised when William got ballpark estimates from a few contractor friends for a science building that she had come close. It was the same with the faculty additions, though she knew more about that from talking with William in the past. That made it easier to sell the deal, if that was possible.

By the day before the dinner, William had a proposal ready for Vale’s review, down to the finest details. It was ten pages, and he was proud of it. He began to get the confidence that Sandy had with Vale.

He watched Sandy get dinner ready. She’d cooked a roast and the kitchen smelled good. The best china was laid out on the dining room table. Everything was ready. He was nervous but confidant.

Sandy had tried to find out more about Vale, though she didn’t tell William about her quest. The people in town were reluctant to talk to strangers, especially about the Perditions. No one said a bad word about them; though they weren’t forthcoming with praise either. It was strange, they feared the Perditions, but they didn’t know why. It was as though the Perditions had a hold on the town and the people in it. Sandy had seen the way Vale had magnetism about him. It was as though he could control her will. Sandy wasn’t sure why she let him do what he did to her. Was it her decision or his? She knew tonight that something would happen and Vale would have to use his abilities of persuasion on William.

The doorbell rang and broke the silence. She went to answer it before William. She opened it, and Vale stood there, a bottle of wine and a dozen red roses in his hand. “Come in, Vale,” she ushered him in as William approached.

Vale’s eyes were drawn to her beauty. She was dressed more casually this time, but she was still eloquent. The skirt was simple, but it hugged her figure and revealed her long, naked legs. She wore high heels that made her more statuesque if that was even possible. She wore a button-down sweater, cashmere, he hoped. The pearl buttons was so dainty and looked as though they could barely contain her two full breasts that pushed out so proudly. He hated when William came close and broke his concentration.

“Welcome to our home, Vale.” Vale finally turned and looked at him as William pushed out his hand to shake it. Instead, he received the bottle of wine and Vale turned to Sandy.

“Roses for a beautiful flower,” Vale handed her the bouquet of roses.

“They’re beautiful.”

“Careful of the thorns, they are as dangerous as they are beautiful.”

Sandy smiled at him. “As are most women.”

“So true.” He followed him into the living room as she went into the kitchen to get a vase. William was busy uncorking the bottle of wine while Vale looked around the room. “A very comfortable room.”

“Thank you,” Vale took the glass William offered. Sandy came back into the room and sat across from him. She crossed her lovely legs as he took a sip of the wine.

“A very nice wine, Vale. Thank you.” William began to make small talk until dinner was ready.

They talked for fifteen minutes of nothing of importance until Sandy stood up and announced dinner. They went into the dining room as Sandy began to serve them. Vale liked to watch as she moved about from the kitchen to the dining room.

There would be no business until after dinner when William would have Vale relaxed. Sandy was an excellent cook. They continued to talk small talk, though it was Vale that asked more questions about them than they did of him. William was afraid of asking him something that might offend him. William didn’t rush dinner; he wanted Vale relaxed. Sandy made a fresh apple pie with vanilla ice cream for dessert.

“Shall we adjourn to the living room?” William had his proposal waiting for him there.

“I’ll join you soon. I want to clean up first.” Sandy began to pick up the plates.

“Is that necessary, Sandy. After all, it was your proposal that interested me. I wouldn’t want you to miss anything as I suspect William has a presentation ready for me. Your dinner has certainly soothed at least one of my basic urges.”

“Join us, Sandy. I’ll help you afterward.” William urged her, anything to get Vale ready for the presentation.

“If you insist.” She put the dishes down and joined them in the living room. William had it all planned out. He sat in a chair next to Vale while Sandy sat on the couch across from them. He didn’t plan it with the expectations that Vale would have a good view of her legs, but Sandy and Vale knew that was the result.

Vale wanted to get this part out of the way. “So, tell me your plan, William. I’m eager to hear it.” He took the proposal from William, and as he began to talk, Vale quickly looked through the ten pages. It didn’t take him much to get the salient points of the proposal. It was pretty much in line with what Sandy had said. No surprises. But, he let William continue on while he admired his wife.

William continued for twenty minutes, and he had Vale’s attention most of the time, but at least he didn’t gaze off absently the other times. He looked at Sandy. It was time to find out his opinion and whether Sandy’s pitch really did interest him. “So, what do you think, Vale?”

Vale looked back at William, distracted from Sandy, but he hoped that would soon be remedied. He reached into his inside pocket and took it out. He turned to William. “Sandy did a good job of explaining it last week. I don’t see anything in your proposal that changes that.” He handed it to William and saw the shocked look on his face. He couldn’t even stammer a word out.

He took it nervously in his hand. It was a check made out for a million dollars. He looked over at Sandy to confirm it to her without saying anything. He’d done it, the board would be so surprised, and he’d be the savior that would remake Wexter University. Then, he noticed it. It wasn’t signed. He hoped that it was just an error. “I want to thank you for your generous donation and your participation in this monumental task we have in front of us. I know we’ll make a great team to make Wexter University a place where your sons and daughter will be proud to attend.” He waited for a second. “But, you seem to have forgotten to sign the check.” He reached over for his pen.

“There is one other thing first. I am giving you a lot of money and promising you lots of support in the fundraiser. While you do have to perform, it seems as though it is more one-sided than I like. I put in everything, you put in nothing.”

“I’m sure we can work out something. We could make your gift a matching contribution only good if we get funds for the same amount from others.” That would make it much more difficult and probably add a year or two to the timetable, if he could even get others to give a million dollars.

“That’s not what I had in mind. I like the idea of the new university and would hate to hold it up with long delays for funding. I was thinking of something more immediate. We need something to cement the relationship that I’ll have with you and Sandy.”

Sandy knew it was coming, but she never expected what he said.

“What do you have in mind? I’m all for a token of our working relationship.” William wanted to lock him in as much as he did. He hoped that he’d be good for more money in the future. He didn’t know how much money the Perdition family had, but a million dollars didn’t seem to faze him at all.

“I’d like to take your wife. I’d like to take Sandy.” He looked at her and there was no surprise on her face or look of distaste. With William, it was a different story. He was confused.

“Take her where?” He’d just met Vale in the last month, and he wasn’t about to let him take his wife anywhere. His family might have lived here for hundreds of years, but William still didn’t know much about him.

It was time for Sandy to say something. “I know what he means, William.” She looked at her husband, and he was puzzled, but she wasn’t. It was as clear as day. She suspected something like this, but this even shocked her a bit, though she didn’t show it.

“What?” He looked at both of them. He felt left out; both of them seemed to know. What did I miss?

“He wants to take me the way you do when we go to bed at night.” The look of puzzlement went away from William’s face, and it was replaced, but Sandy didn’t know what took its place. She was afraid that he’d ruin the whole deal with Vale.

“Never!” Thar was the only word that he could get out of his mouth. He went from angry to disappointment that the deal would fall through. There was no way he’d make Sandy do such a thing. She was his wife; he wouldn’t degrade her like that no matter how much money Vale had.

It was time for Vale to intervene. He stood up and stood next to William. He put his hand on his shoulder and pushed down hard. “I wasn’t asking you, William. It’s always been Sandy’s proposal; the offer was for her to answer.”

“I wouldn’t let you take her anywhere to do things to her.” He wouldn’t put her in that vulnerable position.

“I don’t plan to take her anywhere but here. You can protect her from your chair while you watch.” He put his hand on his shoulder again. “Do you understand now, William?”

“Yes.” He didn’t know why his temper simmered so quickly. It was worse that Vale would make Sandy do things in front of him. Things that a wife shouldn’t do to another man while her husband watched. He looked up and saw Vale stand over him, and he looked so much more forbidding. Yet, his hand on his shoulder felt reassuring, though William couldn’t understand how that could be. He became confused. He looked over at Sandy. She hadn’t said a word. She’d tell him what he could do with his offer.

Sandy looked at Vale and William, but she’d already made up her mind. “Give Vale the pen, William.”

“What, whatttt!” He must have misunderstood her. Yet, his hand reached for the pen and the check and held it out in front of him as if it was his surrender.

Vale took the pen and check from William’s hand, then quickly put his scrawl on the check and handed it back to him. “I think you made a good decision, William. We’re going to make Wexter into a first-class university. The three of us will be a good team for the future. You want to succeed, don’t you, William? Sandy wants that for you. She’s a good wife that will back you no matter what. Don’t you want that for her and your daughter?”

William looked at Sandy. He couldn’t believe what she said, yet she stood up as Vale approached. The check was signed and the deal was sealed. There was only one more thing to happen.

“Sit back, William. I suspect this’ll take a while. This is the right decision for our family. I want to do this for you, William.” She felt a tremor in her body. The thought of doing anything in front of William never crossed her mind, but she wouldn’t see shame in it, only excitement. Her husband would see her do all kinds of things with Vale. She suspected that Vale would have her do things to him or her that she and William never thought of or would’ve considered. She’d have no choice and she’d willingly submit to them.

Vale looked at William one last time. “Are you okay, William?”

“Y-y-yes,” his voice stammered as he sat back in the chair. He felt his body relax as though all the cares in the world were gone. He’d be the chancellor of a top-rated university. He looked at Sandy, and she didn’t look worried. He felt an uneasy calmness.

Sandy looked at the change in William. Vale stood in front of her. “Is he okay? You didn’t hurt him, did you?” She knew he did something to William. She wasn’t sure if he did anything to her. She felt a perverse excitement at the thought of sexually satisfying Vale in front of William. She didn’t know what it would be or care. She looked forward to this too much and that scared her.

“He’ll be fine. He came to grips with a responsible response. How about you?” He looked at her and saw her nipples poke out the lovely sweater. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on them.

“What are you going to do to me?” That was the first time the nervous stammer in her voice showed up.

“We have a long night in front of us, Sandy. It’s not only what I am going to do to you; it’s what you’re going to do to me.”

“Be gentle, William and I aren’t very advantageous in bed.”

“I don’t think you want me to be gentle, Sandy. You’ll perform for me, and your husband will watch. This won’t be our only time, Sandy. I know William will look for more donations in the future. He’ll know what will be required for him to get the money, but he’ll make the deal. You’ll think it can’t get any more perverted, but I’ll surprise you and make you perform in such degrading ways. And you’ll love it each time.” It was time as Vale walked behind her. This time, he didn’t have to hide his actions.

She felt him behind her, but she didn’t turn around. She knew he wanted her to look at William. She felt him push up against her ass, and his hips soon moved slowly and sensuously from side to side over her ass cheeks. His cock came alive, and he was big and hard. Much bigger then she thought from the last time she saw him. His eager hands came around her waist.

“You make me so hard and big, Sandy. I hope you like a big cock.” His hand found the soft cashmere sweater. He loved the tactile feel of a nice pair of breasts encased in a soft blanket of cashmere. His hand slowly moved up the front until he found the gentle swell of her breasts. His fingers went under the soft underbelly of each breast and slowly began to heft them up. Sandy’s ass pushed back against his cock, and although she tried to hide it, her hips moved just the slightest movement back and forth over his cock to masturbate it.

William was amazed that he calmly watched a man’s large hands heft up Sandy’s breasts as if he offered them up to William. Vale’s fingers began to squeeze her large breasts just as William had done so many times, but this was different. William wished he could feel the touch, but it was another man that got that pleasure. Vale’s fingers roamed freely as Sandy’s arms hung to her sides in surrender. He noticed her nipples through the sweater, and Vale’s fingers soon found them and squeezed them. It looked like he squeezed them too hard, but all that came from Sandy’s lips was a soft moan, and she arched her back to push her breasts deeper into his groping fingers. He didn’t caress her nipples; he squeezed, twisted, and pulled them, and when he released them, they stood up twice as hard from the fondling.

Sandy didn’t try to hide her hips movements any longer. She slid her ass on his cock, the sound of her skirt swished loudly as it slid over the front of his pants. She was proud that she made it jump and shudder so uncontrollably. She found that if she clenched and unclenched her buttocks, she could make his cock jump even more violently. She couldn’t wait to try that when they were both naked and she could feel flesh against flesh. His fingers took possession of her breasts, especially her nipples. He had said that he wouldn’t be gentle, and his fingers showed her that. His fingers felt like pinchers on her nipples, but by the time the pain shot to the depths of her breasts, it was pleasure that replaced it.

William couldn’t understand how he calmly sat there as Vale began to slide her cashmere sweater over her head and she put her arms into the air so submissively. Her sweater soon lay on the couch as Vale’s hands slide over her bare stomach. William saw goose bumps appear on her flesh, but Vale’s hands soon moved up to clench her bra-encased breasts. He soon squeezed so tight that they threatened to burst from her bra.

With her sweater gone, her bra soon followed. Vale leaned over so he could peer down the generous cleavage in her bra, but then, she felt his eager fingers on the bra catch, and she felt the tension taken off as it began to pull away from her breasts. Warm, wet lips nuzzled on her neck as the straps slid down off her shoulders. Her hands hung helplessly at her sides as she felt the bra fall away. She couldn’t understand why she didn’t instinctively put her hands over her naked breasts to hide them from Vale’s eyes. Instead, she put her hands behind her neck, arched her back, and pushed her naked breasts out as if she offered them up to Vale’s hands and eyes. And to William’s eyes, as he stared at her posed so provocatively. She waited anxiously for Vale’s hands to take possession of them.

He loved the feel of the firm flesh of her breasts as his fingers fanned out over the twin peaks. He dug marks in them when he squeezed too tight, but he felt her nipples pucker to such hardness beneath his fingers. He sought them out as she looked down as he pinched each one between his two fingers until her nipples swelled to big, red, hard tips as he pushed the blood into the trapped tips. She moaned softly, and her ass moved more urgently against his cock.

William watched as Vale fondled his wife’s naked breasts, but then, he moved from behind her as his mouth suckled one of her nipples while the other kept the tip in a perpetual state of hardness. William felt like he was in a dreamlike state, watching Vale do the exact things to her that he did and her responding to his touch.

Sandy arched her back more exaggeratedly as Vale’s mouth sucked her nipples so expertly. He drew each one deep into his mouth where his tongue attacked the sensitive tips to swish back and forth across it. She couldn’t believe the pleasure she felt, but she regretted that she no longer could rub against his erection.

While Vale sucked one of her nipples, his hand went to work between her legs. His hand slid over her hip and down her leg until he found naked flesh. Then, his hand worked back up, this time beneath her skirt. He wasn’t surprised to feel her spread one leg wider when his hand found the soft, inner flesh of her thigh. He clenched it tightly and could feel the heat from her body. He heard her gasp when his hand suddenly shot up between her legs and clenched possessively on her pussy as if he owned it. He released her nipple so he could give her pussy all the attention it deserved. “Lift up your skirt.”

She did it immediately, though it was difficult because it was so tight. The moment his fingers dug into her mound, her juices flooded her panties. She could feel one of his large fingers push aside her slit and slide up and down it with such pleasure. She felt his hand lightly tap on her soft inner thighs, and she knew what he demanded of her. She spread her legs wide, and his hand that grasped her pussy had greater access. His hand clenched and unclenched on her pussy, and she couldn’t contain her hips from moving as she humped his hand. It felt so good.

Her panties were so wet as Vale began to pull them down. He didn’t do it gently; he tore them from her body. He saw the surprised look on William’s face when he bared her pussy, but he never moved from the chair, even as Vale tossed her ripped panties to the floor along with her skirt. Vale’s fingers explored her naked pussy. With her legs spread wide, he pulled her lips back to show her pink insides to William. His fingers slid along the wet inner lips. He found her tight hole and put her on her toes when his middle finger invaded her so suddenly.

“AAAAHHH!” She stretched on her toes when she felt a large finger enter her so intimately without warning. The finger moved inside her, sliding in and pushing against her muscles. She soon grew accustomed to it, squeezing her muscles on it.

“Yes, show me how you’ll pleasure my cock when I’m inside you.” He helped her out, pushing two fingers inside her to twist and turn them. She responded with such delightful clenching of her muscles. He knew he would have to get his pleasure soon, at least for the first time. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy. “Turn around so I can see your ass, Sandy.” He remembered the way she let him touch and fondle it before and was eager to explore it naked, though he expected her to be more reluctant now that she was naked.

That was difficult to do, her back to William and Vale. She soon felt a hand on her naked ass and feared what he’d do. It smoothed over her naked ass cheeks, and her buttocks automatically clenched tight in defiance when his fingers strayed close to her crack. William never touched her back there, but she doubted that Vale had the same disinterest. She had seen how he touched and rubbed against her cheeks before. She had encouraged it before, stopping in mid-step so he could fondle her indiscriminately. But she was fully dressed before and William didn’t witness it.

“Bend at the waist, Sandy, but keep your legs straight.” One hand pushed on her back to enforce his demand, and soon, her ass began to push out. His hand slapped her ass cheek with a loud crack, but she didn’t pull up. “Relax your buttocks,” he warned her.

It was a shameful pose she was in as she struggled to relax her cheeks, fearing what would happen when she did. His hand became bolder, sliding across one of her buttocks until his fingers dug into the flesh of one cheek. His fingers pulled and she felt the shameful air blow between her cheeks. She knew her anus was exposed. She couldn’t stop the shameful contractions of her anus when it fluttered. She never felt the humiliation of being exposed in such a place before. She hadn’t expected this, and she feared what else she’d be subjected to, things that she never thought of. The fingers moved close to her anus as her tiny anal ring was forced to open up under the onslaught of the probing finger. She struggled to stay in position, shamed by how exposed she was.

Vale couldn’t wait any longer; it was time to feel her hot, tight pussy around his cock. He stood up. “Stand up and turn around, Sandy.”

She stood next to him, naked, and when she looked down; she saw how big he had become from looking at her body when he exposed her.

“Undress me, Sandy.”

She couldn’t explain why she was so eager to obey his latest command. Her hands ran over his chest, caressing, not undressing. She finally got to the top button and began to open each one, but as she did, her hand would slide inside to run over his naked chest as she exposed it. She felt the muscles ripple beneath her touch. It took her a long time to complete, but she finally pushed the shirt off his shoulders, and he let it slip down his arms until if fell to the floor. Her hands slid boldly to his waist. Her fingers ran along the edge of his pants before she went to the front and found the belt buckle. She opened it and pushed it aside to get to the single button to open. Before she pulled the zipper down, her hand shamelessly slid over the front of his pants until her fingers curled around the monster cock that lay trapped beneath his pants. She felt it twitch and shudder from her touch. She felt so proud that her fingers could inspire such pleasure from a man that wasn’t her husband. Then, she went back to work, slowly sliding down the zipper.

William’s eyes were transfixed on Sandy’s hands as she ran them indiscriminately over another man’s body. The soft whisper of Vale’s zipper as it slid down sounded so loud. Yet, it was followed by the sound of his belt that hit the floor when his pants hung at his ankles. Before Vale could take them off, Sandy’s hand curled around his erection once again. It was strange to see her fingers touch his cock as if it was William’s cock that she touched. She fondled it as she did to him.

The moment she touched his cock through his shorts, she grew impatient. Her hand slid into his shorts before she pushed them off, eager to explore it. He was so big; the moment her fingers tried to capture the shaft, it jumped and quivered. If it weren’t for his shorts to contain it, it would have leaped from her hand. Her fingers could barely get around the thick shaft, so hot and full of life. She could feel the blood pound in the thick veins that ran along the shaft, and there was no doubt of the hot drops of his cum that leaked out the head onto her wrist. She would’ve liked to tear off his shorts as he did with her panties, but she knew she didn’t have the strength. Instead, she released his cock and slid his shorts down. She teased him, not touching his cock until he pushed his pants and shorts off his ankles and kicked off his shoes. He was left with only his socks on.

His cock stood out like a spear in front of him, bouncing so excitedly, looking for her hand to tame it. He refused to take any longer to get undressed, leaving his socks on. He looked down as Sandy’s two hands took control of his cock so expertly. One hand grabbed the shaft so tight that it couldn’t escape while her other hand explored the head of his cock. Just the touch of her fingers across the head made it leak urgently on her fingers. Her other hand began to slide up and down the shaft. William was lucky to have a wife with such talent, and Vale was lucky to enjoy the benefits.

“Bend over the chair, Sandy. Spread your legs wide.” Vale couldn’t wait any longer; he had to be inside that lovely pussy. He urged her to comply quickly as he stroked his cock to greater hardness.

William had never taken her like this; it was always in bed at night in the missionary position with him on top. She felt her breasts hang down as she bent over, and she spread her legs wide in spite of knowing how lewdly she’d be revealed from behind. She felt the unfamiliar hand of Vale on her hips, and then, she felt the hot flesh of his cock between her legs. He must have used his hand to move it as it slid up and down her slit from behind. She shuddered in shame when it slid up her crack and sent her anus into spasms when the hot, hard head of his cock settled on her tiny hole. It made her nervous. She never expected William or any man to want to put his cock in such a place, but Vale seemed to have a dangerous attraction to her ass.

William saw another man’s cock explore his wife’s pussy and ass from behind as she bent over submissively. She was lewdly exposed, her cheeks relaxed so he could get a glimpse of the tiny, brown star of her anus. He never saw it before, not like this, so up close and personal. Vale slid his cock up her pussy but didn’t stop there. He slid the giant organ all the way to her tiny anus as the head of his cock overpowered it with the immense size. He didn’t understand why Vale would want to put his cock in such a place. It was so degrading.

She felt relief when his cock slid back down to her pussy, but then, it took her breath away when he suddenly thrust in hard to take her with such force. William never took her like that. “AAAAWWWW!” Her pussy was pushed open by his demanding cock, over three inches shoved into her without regard. Her cry did nothing to stop him; in fact, it felt like it made him more eager. He pulled out, then pushed back in, harder and deeper as his hands dug into her hips and she arched her ass up for his penetrations.

It felt as though she was a virgin, her pussy so tight in spite of her wetness. He fought to get every inch of cock into her. He shoved hard against her cervix and expected a cry from her lips, but instead, she pushed back with her ass as if she could take more of his cock inside her. He began to move, fucking her as she responded with the same vigor. His hand circled around her body until he found her slit. His finger toyed with her clit and rode her hard.

William felt strange as he watched a naked man fuck his wife. He could clearly see Vale’s cock as it slid in and out of Sandy’s pussy. It was surreal, able to see her pussy lips clasp around it so affectionately. The sound of Vale’s powerful thrusts rang out in the room as his body slammed into her ass. William should look away from the degrading sight of his wife being fucked, but he was mesmerized by the scene. He didn’t know how Vale could hold out so long or how Sandy took him so well. It felt like hours of fucking before they both responded as if in some magical attraction. They both came at the same time, Vale’s cries of pleasure mixed with Sandy’s screams. Not only the sounds, but also the smell of sex filled the air, yet they both continued to fuck each other. Finally, it was over as Vale pulled his cock from Sandy’s pussy. He saw his wife’s pussy, swollen and a deep red from being fucked so harshly, but there was also the white cum that leaked from her hole. William felt relief that it was over.

Sandy never felt as consumed as she did then. She stood up and turned around, but Vale still stood next to her. She looked down and his cock was still semi-erect, much harder than she’d ever seen William after he came. Once William had his pleasure, he was done. She looked in Vale’s eyes and knew that he wasn’t done. There was still lust in his eyes.

“Down on your knees, Sandy.”

William couldn’t believe the words that came out of Vale’s mouth. He couldn’t expect Sandy to do such a thing, yet when he looked at her, she slowly sank to her knees before him. It looked as though she worshiped him, her mouth only inches from his cock. The same cock that fucked her and was covered in their cum stood up erect once again as though he had never cum. How could he be that way?

Sandy stared at Vale’s eyes and then his cock. She knew what she had to do. Her hand reached out to grasp it, slick with their juices, but she wrapped her fingers around it tight to hold it. She held it out in front of her, the head only inches from her mouth. She blew hot air on it and struggled to contain the shaft as it jerked in such violent pleasure. The first lick was the hardest to do. She had never let William cum in her mouth. She had licked his cock but shied away from it as soon as it started leaking. Her tongue reached out until it touched the smooth head. She held tight as she began to lick it, gathering up the thick, salty cum into her mouth. It wasn’t long until she opened her mouth and took the head inside. She didn’t know why she did that, but she did. With her lips tightly grasping his cock, her tongue continued to lick it clean of all the vile cum. Her hand began to stroke the shaft as she licked and sucked his cock. Soon, she found her head moving back and forth as if it was the most natural thing to do. Vale’s cock slid in and out of her lips and over her tongue. She couldn’t believe she was sucking his cock, but she was. It was as though it was the most natural thing to do. Her other hand reached between his legs to lightly clasp his heavy balls.

William watched in awe as Sandy sucked Vale’s cock. She had never done anything like that before to him, but she did it so expertly that it confounded him. He knew that he must be leaking his cum in her mouth, but she never pulled his cock out, not as she did with him.

Vale looked down at Sandy, making her look at up him as she sucked him, seeing the surrender in her eyes. She was good, and he was sure that William never got the same pleasure from her mouth. Her head moved urgently back and forth, as she took more of his cock in her mouth each time, but he was still too big for her mouth. Her hand stroked his cock as she masturbated him in her mouth. Her tongue worked magic on his cock, swishing across the head as he continued to leak out his cum. He knew the outcome of this.

She never released his cock from her mouth, but she didn’t know why. It was as though she couldn’t stop until she finished, and she knew where that would be. She’d have to take him in her mouth and swallow it. It was her destiny. She looked over at William, as he watched her with rapt attention. She found no shame in what she did. It was for William’s future that she did this; at least, that was what she told herself. But, as she sucked Vale’s cock, her hand strayed between her legs to find her pussy and masturbate with him.

It took so long, but then, it happened. William watched as Vale’s breathing became more erratic and his hips began to move urgently to drive his cock into Sandy’s mouth. He cried out, and with one desperate thrust drove his cock into her mouth. His hand went to the back of her head to hold her, but he didn’t need to. Sandy’s hand stroked the shaft as her mouth worked over the cock until he could see the way her cheeks began to balloon. Vale began to cum in her mouth. He expected her to pull away, but she didn’t. He could hear the wet sound of him cumming in her mouth and then the frantic gurgling as she tried to swallow the prolific cum that continued to spew in her mouth. He could see her throat move as she swallowed repeatedly.

Vale didn’t pull his cock out of her mouth, and she didn’t spit him out until she had swallowed every drop of his cum and licked his cock clean. By that time, he already began to regain his luster. His cock was almost mechanical, growing hard with little provocation, and Sandy was good at that.

It was hours before Vale was finished with Sandy. William couldn’t believe the ways Vale took her or the way she responded to each act. He couldn’t believe some of the things Vale did to her. He’d never expect a man would want to do such things. When it was finally over, Sandy made coffee and they sat around the living room and talked of the plans for the university as though nothing happened. Yet, William couldn’t get the smell of cum that filled the room from his nose. Vale finally left, and they shook hands to seal the deal. It was the same hand that had stroked his cock so many times while Vale took his wife.

* * * *

Sandy was surprised when William took her in bed that night. It was no longer missionary style. He had her on her hands and knees while he fucked her from behind. He wasn’t the gentle lover that had taken her before. It was as though Vale was inside him. She never came so hard or as much as she did that night, even after the multiple orgasms that Vale had induced in her body. When William came in her pussy, he made her lick his cock clean, and she soon had to suck him until he came in her mouth. It was as though Vale was in her husband.

Sandy couldn’t sleep that night. She knew that this would happen in the future, when William would want more money from Vale. Sandy would have to pay for it with her body as William watched. It wasn’t that she feared what would happen. She feared that she’d enjoy it too much.





Chapter 5


A Visit Home


“What are you doing this weekend?” Cassandra asked as they ate dinner together in the cafeteria.

“Nothing much. I need to do a bit of studying.”

“Come on, it’s me you’re talking to. You don’t have to do any studying. I’ve seen your grades and the way you devour books and their knowledge.” Ravenna was just like her. It didn’t take much until they soaked up everything around them with such ease as if they were sponges with an insatiable appetite.

“Okay, okay, what do you have in mind?”

“I was going home for the weekend and thought you might love to come along and get out of here for a few days.”

Ravenna looked at her. There was so much talk about the Perdition mansion, but no one had seen it. It was close to the campus but far out in the woods. It was said that it was surrounded by a high wall and strangers weren’t welcome. Then, there were the rumors–ghosts, witches, devil worship, you name it, it all happened there. Ravenna was surprised that there was no talk of the Sasquatch living there. She was sure that others had visited; after all, the three brothers were very popular with the women on campus. One of them must have brought a women home over the years. “I guess I could come with you, if that’s what you want.” She tried to sound so casual and hide her excitement. Will I meet the legendary Vale Perdition?

“I’ll pick you up at seven on Friday. We’ll have a good time.”

* * * *

Ravenna was nervous, unsure of what to bring for clothes, so she brought too much, a little bit of everything. Cassandra was on time, she always was.

Ravenna loved her car, a Mercedes SL. Cassandra had the top up, as it was a bit too cool, especially since the sun had set already. She hated that they were going so late, it would be hard to see much from the outside, but there would be time over the weekend to see it all.

“Are your brothers going to be home?” She asked as they sped out of the university campus.

“No, they stay on campus most of the time, just as I do.”

“Then, how come you are going home this weekend?”

“I thought it would be nice to be alone, with you.” Cassandra looked at Ravenna and saw the smile on her face.

They had been together three other times, together as they were the first time a month ago. It still hadn’t progressed much from the first time. It was more Cassandra took over and Ravenna let her have her way with her. Ravenna was unsure of herself, whether she could do the things that Cassandra did to her. Is that what this weekend was all about?

It didn’t take long to get to her house, though it was hard to tell where they were. It was pitch black outside; only the headlights lit the way. It was as though they were in the deepest forest and the road was deserted. Ravenna hadn’t seen another car since they left the campus. She also never saw another house. Ravenna looked up when the car began to slow down. It stopped in front of a massive black iron gate. All around it was ten-foot-high walls, most of them covered in vines as though they had been there for centuries. Cassandra pushed the button of a remote, and the gate began to slide to one side as it opened. Ravenna thought it would creak and groan from age, but it slid effortlessly as it opened. Cassandra drove through; the gate closed behind them.

If Ravenna thought the house and grounds would be creepy and scary, it was none of that. It was hard to tell in the dark, but the driveway was paved, and as the house came into view, she saw that it was lit up. It was well taken care of, as if it was almost new. It was a mansion. Ravenna had never been to a house this big before. The thought of just the two of them in it this weekend was a bit scary. They were in the middle of nowhere, but Cassandra didn’t seem to mind. She lived here, so she should know.

They grabbed the bags out of the trunk and went in. The double doors were over ten feet high, but Cassandra pushed them open with ease after unlocking it. She hit a switch, and the lights came on in the hallway. The house was immaculate; although the furniture was classical, it all looked like priceless heirlooms centuries old. “How big is it?” Ravenna asked in awe.

“It has nine bedrooms, and I’m not even sure how many more rooms. There are living rooms, dining rooms, offices, and libraries. There’s even a three-season porch that I love to paint in. Let’s put our bags away and then get something to eat. I’m sure we can find something.”

Ravenna followed her up a magnificent spiral staircase that split halfway up, each side going to the opposite end of the next floor. The stairs were marble and the banisters were highly polished wood. She followed Cassandra until she got to the second door and opened it. “Come in, this is my room.”

The room was bigger than Ravenna’s apartment with her mother in the Bronx and much nicer. A huge bed took up the center of the room, but the room was so big that it had a sitting area in it along with three dressers. The door to the en-suite bathroom was open, but even without any lights on inside, Ravenna could see it was huge. Her eyes went back to the bed. It was a four-poster bed with a canopy over it. It was high and massive. You could hold a party on it and no one would still touch each other. She stood there holding her suitcase, still not sure.

Cassandra let her contemplate her fate for a couple of minutes. She liked to keep Ravenna off guard, and she loved the worried look on her face. But, Cassandra wouldn’t give her the option. “Put your bag down; you’re staying here with me.” She let it sink in for a second. “The house is too big and empty. You’d be running in here within ten minutes after you heard the first squeak or rumble of the house.”

She was right, though the house didn’t look spooky or scary, it was still huge, empty and in the middle of nowhere. She wouldn’t want to be alone in bed if she woke up in the night. The thought of sleeping in the same bed with Cassandra wasn’t lost on her before she came here. It made her nervous and excited. She tried to be nonchalant about it. “Okay. I’m hungry; I didn’t have dinner.”

“Let’s go. The kitchen is always well stocked.”

The kitchen looked like the cafeteria kitchen, but the equipment was better. Cassandra soon had everything and more to make sandwiches. Ravenna opened a bottle of wine, as they sat at the center island and ate the most delicious sandwich Ravenna had in a while.

“Is your father here?” Ravenna finally got enough nerve to ask.

“No, Vale won’t be here this weekend. I think he’s in Europe somewhere. He has many business interests in Europe, so he frequents it often, as do all of us.”

They took their time eating dinner and finishing off the bottle of wine. Ravenna needed the reinforcement of the wine. This would be the first time they stayed together all night. In this case, it would be the weekend. It made Ravenna nervous. They cleaned up the kitchen after they finished.

“Would you like to watch a movie? We have every video channel there is, even out here in the woods. Thank goodness for satellite television.” Cassandra could see that Ravenna was still uncomfortable.

“No, I don’t think so. I think we should go to bed,” Ravenna surprised herself when the words came out of her mouth without thinking. She smiled when she saw the surprise on Cassandra’s face.

“I think so, too.” Cassandra moved next to Ravenna, put her arms around her, and drew her close. They kissed, passionately, tongue lashed against tongue, and soon, their bodies moved slowly against each other. They finally parted, Cassandra eager to get Ravenna in bed. “I have a surprise for you tonight.”

“I suspected you might and I hoped you would.” She didn’t know what it was, but it made her wet already. Ravenna couldn’t believe that another woman made her feel this way. They went up the stairs to Cassandra’s bedroom.

The door closed behind them, and Ravenna stood nervously in the center of the room, unsure what to do.

Cassandra sat in the chair and turned it toward Ravenna. “Take off your clothes for me.” She saw the surprised look on her face, not what she expected.

She felt her face turn a bit heated at the thought of undressing in front of her. She’d never done that with a man, never mind a woman. Yet, she wouldn’t deny Cassandra what she desired. Or what Ravenna desired. She started with the heavy sweater she wore, the nights turned cold quickly once the sun set. She pulled it over her head. She wore no bra, so she was naked to the waist already. She put her hands at her sides as she looked at Cassandra. She felt a bit ashamed that her breasts were so small. “They’re not very big.”

“I love them, especially your nipples. I wish mine were as sensitive and aroused as yours are.”

Ravenna felt better, knowing that when Cassandra would touch or kiss them, her pussy would be flooded from the first touch. Then, she did something boldly. Her fingers went up to her nipples, and she teased them as she looked into Cassandra’s eyes. The tips turned rock hard, and her pussy grew wet with desire. She didn’t stop, twisting and turning them just as Cassandra had done until she felt the pleasure from the pain.

Cassandra watched her arouse herself, but then, Ravenna began to take off her slacks. They slid down easily until she was clad only in a small, white thong. She kicked the slacks away and spread her legs as she stood there so boldly.

“Turn around, let me see that lovely ass.” Cassandra wanted to see all of her.

Ravenna started to get more confident. She turned around and spread her legs wider. She turned her head so she could see Cassandra, but then, she did such an outrageous thing. She bent over at the waist, keeping her knees locked. When her upper body was parallel to the floor, she stopped. She relaxed her buttocks, but that was difficult but not as difficult as the next thing she did. Her hand reached around and pulled the thong from between her buttocks. She struggled not to clench her buttocks and hide her crack and what lay revealed in it. She stood bent over for long minutes as Cassandra stared at her.

“Take off your thong and spread your legs wide,” Cassandra eager to see how wet her pussy was.

Ravenna wanted to be naked as much as Cassandra wanted her to be. She quickly pulled the thong down and kicked it off her feet. She kept her back to Cassandra, still bent over, but she spread her legs lewdly, and her pussy opened up from behind. She knew Cassandra could see all, from the top of her crack all the way to her pussy. She waited and saw Cassandra stand up and walk toward her. Her body trembled in pleasure, expecting the touch of Cassandra’s fingers on her pussy.

When Cassandra got close enough, she did something that shocked Ravenna.

“CCCRACCCKKK!”

Ravenna felt the burning on one of her cheeks when Cassandra spanked her. It was hard and stung all the way to the bone, but at the same time, Ravenna felt something else. The hand spanked so close to her pussy that she could feel the force of the blow on her wet and vulnerable pussy. The thought of what it would feel like if Cassandra’s aim was bad and struck her pussy in error sent tremors through her body, but it wasn’t pain she expected. Just as her fingers had roughly treated her breasts, the same hands could do it to her pussy. She didn’t move, waiting for another blow. It didn’t take long.

“SSSMMACCK!”

Her other buttock was struck, this time closer to her crack. Her anus trembled as the hand struck so close. It stung, but the pain quickly turned to wetness between her legs. Ravenna didn’t have to wait long before Cassandra spanked each buttock two more times before she stopped. Then, Ravenna felt her hand touch her buttocks, but softly and tenderly, as if she were trying to soothe the pain away. Ravenna felt the pain gone by the time Cassandra’s fingers slid up and down her crack and ran over her drenched pussy.

“You’re soaked,” Cassandra was a bit surprised after the way she spanked her. But, it would make the next part easier, knowing that she submitted so easily. “Lay down on the bed.”

Ravenna eagerly got on the bed, even spreading her legs wide, but Cassandra didn’t come over right away. She went to one of her dressers and took something out, but Ravenna couldn’t see it. She held it behind her back. Why is she trying to hide it from me? It should have made Ravenna nervous, but it only made her aroused. The unknown with Cassandra was so stimulating and arousing.

Ravenna watched as she put the items down on the bed next to her, but she only caught a glimpse as Cassandra put a blindfold over her eyes. The glimpse revealed something black and leather. She shivered, knowing that it could only be one thing. It didn’t take long before she felt the truth. Cassandra took one of her hands, and Ravenna felt the unmistakable touch and smell of leather on her wrist. It was tightened, and then, her other wrist was secured in the same way. Ravenna held her arms still and waited. Cassandra pulled something and Ravenna’s arm was yanked up harshly to one side of the bed until she felt the muscles in her upper arm grow taut. When her arm was released, she couldn’t move it at all. Cassandra made short work of the other arm, and soon, they were spread high and wide over her head. She expected the same thing with her legs, but nothing happened.

Cassandra quickly undressed and got on the bed. She straddled Ravenna’s upper body.

Ravenna was sure Cassandra was naked. She heard the rustling sounds of clothes, and then, Ravenna felt a naked ass sit on her stomach. She didn’t put much weight down. She waited.

“Stick out your tongue.” Cassandra’s voice was demanding. “Farther out,” she ordered, not satisfied until her pink tongue stuck out far. “Hold still,” she warned her. She slid her body closer.

Ravenna knew what was about to happen, but her tongue stayed out in spite of her fear. It didn’t take long before something touched her tongue. Reflexes made her tongue pull back, but Ravenna forced it back out until it touched the wet flesh. It had to be Cassandra’s pussy.

“Lick!”

It was one word, so direct. Ravenna began to move her tongue around and felt Cassandra move closer. She had tasted her own juices when she masturbated, so she wasn’t surprised by the taste. She began to do all the things that Cassandra had done to her the last three times, in the hopes of pleasing her as Cassandra did. Ravenna felt Cassandra’s body slide over hers as she grew more aroused, and it didn’t take long before hands grabbed her head to guide her in the correct way to pleasure Cassandra. Ravenna pulled her arms pinned up high and the feeling of helplessness made her grow more aroused. She had no choice but to perform as Cassandra desired. She knew that she wouldn’t be finished until Cassandra came on her face. Ravenna explored Cassandra’s pussy with her tongue until she could see every inch of it in her mind. She paid special attention to the hard bud that had to be her clit. Ravenna surprised Cassandra when she bit the soft lips of her pussy, twisting her head as her teeth held the soft, sensitive flesh. Cassandra began to moan loudly.

“I’m going to cum all over your face, Ravenna. Lick me, give me my pleasure.”

Ravenna was a quick study, and her mouth and tongue drew the wet juices from Cassandra’s pussy. She began to enjoy it, not just doing it to another woman, but being forced to do it aroused her more. Bound, she was at Cassandra’s mercy and desires. Cassandra’s body moved urgently back and forth, and in spite of her tongue growing tired, she kept up the urgent licking of Cassandra’s pussy. Then, she heard Cassandra’s cry of pleasure, and her face was flooded. It was so much, but Ravenna didn’t shy away from licking and lapping up her abundant arousal. It took a couple of minutes before Cassandra’s hips finally stopped.

“Thank you, that was so good.” Cassandra got off Ravenna.

Ravenna waited to be untied, but it never came. Cassandra began to stroke Ravenna’s body. Her breasts were worked over first, pinched tightly, and then, her nipples were teased to such hardness. “OOOOWW!” Cassandra’s fingernails dug into both of her nipples, but even as the fingers deserted her breasts, the pain was still there. She had to have put something on them, Ravenna had seen nipple clamps but never felt them before. They trapped her nipples in such a tight grip, but the pain was quickly replaced with something else. It felt like her nipples were continually touched and pinched with such pleasure.

“Spread your legs wide, really wide,” Cassandra ordered her, and she obeyed without questions. Her legs spread so wide that they almost touched the edges of the bed. Her crotch was opened up and her pussy lips spread back so far that all of her wet, pink flesh was exposed. “Don’t you dare close them,” she warned her.

Ravenna wanted the touch on her pussy so badly. She waited, but the gentle touch didn’t come. She should’ve expected what she got, just as she did when Cassandra spanked her butt first. Cassandra’s hand slapped her pussy, not hard, but firm enough that her wet juices flew when her palm hit the wet flesh. It didn’t hurt, not in the least. Ravenna pushed up with her ass, shoving her pussy higher up into the air until her ass didn’t touch the bed. The next slap came, and the hand rubbed her pussy before it pulled away. Ravenna kept her legs spread submissively for ten slaps on her pussy. Even her clit wasn’t immune. It was as though it popped out of hiding to make sure that it got the same attention.

Cassandra didn’t need to arouse Ravenna very much. After she slapped her pussy, her fingers sought out her clit. She rubbed her finger over the very tip and Ravenna’s hips soon rose up to push it harder into Cassandra’s fingers. Cassandra grabbed her clit with two fingers, pinched, and twisted it. That was all that was needed.

“OOHHHHHHAAAAHH!” The explosion in her body was instantaneous. She tugged her arms, and the tight bondage made it so much better. Cassandra knew Ravenna’s body better than she did and made her cum as if she were a trained animal. She didn’t care, as she came for so long.

Cassandra untied her arms, and they lay nestled in each other’s arms for a long time. Then, Cassandra turned off the light, and they lay together in silence until they both fell into a comfortable sleep. Not even the noises in the house could wake them; their pleasure had drained their bodies.

* * * *

Ravenna was able to explore the mansion over the next two days. It was so vast that Ravenna occasionally would go the wrong direction before she realized it. Cassandra showed her everything but Vale’s study. That was off limits even to her. She never said much about him, and Ravenna didn’t push it.

They enjoyed each other during the weekend, and each time, Ravenna found herself bound by Cassandra. “Why did you tie me up? I’d do whatever you want,” she boldly admitted.

“You want to be tied up and helpless. That makes you wetter when you surrender.”

Ravenna didn’t respond, knowing she was right. She would’ve never expected such a thing, but the minute she felt her arms or legs bound, her pussy gushed with her juices. Ravenna could probably cum without being touched if she were bound tight enough.





Chapter 6


Something’s Not Right


The semester progressed so fast, but Ravenna enjoyed the time the two of them spent together. It wouldn’t be a very good thing if anyone discovered her bound in her room by Cassandra, so they began to spend more time at the Perdition house. Yet, Ravenna still hadn’t met Vale.

This weekend, they didn’t go until Saturday, but they went out shopping first during the day. The sun set as they arrived at the house. They already ate dinner, so Ravenna knew what would happen now. At least she hoped that it would happen. They put their clothes away, but it seemed like Cassandra was more in a hurry than usual. Ravenna hoped that she had a surprise for her, something new and exciting.

“Downstairs,” Cassandra ordered her.

She didn’t know what would happen, but she eagerly followed her down to the living room. It was an immense room, but there was something out of place. One of the dining room chairs was in the middle of the room. The chair was a massive wooden chair. It had to be a hundred years old, but the wood was still thick and imposing.

Cassandra stood next to Ravenna. “Let me help you with this.” She quickly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off. She was ready to move on, but she couldn’t resist, giving her breasts a sharp pinch. Ravenna might be jealous that her breasts weren’t as big as Cassandra’s were, but she loved to squeeze them so tight, something she couldn’t do if they were so big. “Sit in the chair.”

Ravenna sat in the chair but then saw that Cassandra had this planned. She brought out some rope, something they never used before. It was thick, brown hemp rope. She didn’t have to be told to put her hands behind her back as she grabbed her wrists. Cassandra was out of sight but not out of touch. Ravenna shivered when the rope tightened on her wrists, knowing that it would leave marks, but it felt so restraining. Then, a blindfold was put over her eyes and the darkness pervaded her. The blindfold was different, more secure, tied around her head tight just as her wrists were. Ravenna grew more excited as the unknown took over. She felt hands on her wrists, and when they were released, she couldn’t move them. Cassandra must have tied them to the chair. She felt rope slide over her head and in her lap, but then, it tightened around her belly. It became tighter, and Ravenna soon found her body pinned against the back of the straight-back chair, unable to move.

Cassandra had her almost bound, but she worked on her slacks next. It didn’t take much to pull them off her legs, and her thong soon fell to her ankles as Cassandra yanked it down.

Naked and bound, the seat of the wooden chair was wet with her juices. It got worse when Cassandra grabbed one of her legs and pulled it up until her foot was poised on the edge of the chair seat. Ravenna could feel her behind her and her hand caressed her breasts before it moved down over her belly. Fingers soon found her drenched pussy and began to fondle it. Cassandra deserted her pussy, and she could hear her move. The next time Ravenna felt her, she was in front of the chair and grabbed her other leg and forced her foot flat on the edge of the chair seat. Her legs were spread wide, and Ravenna knew she was exposed.

She was a beautiful sight to be seen. Bound to the chair, naked, with her legs up and spread so wide all of her virgin treasures were exposed. Her tight, virgin pussy lips were slick with juices and glistened in the bright lights.

Cassandra went in front of her again, kneeling down between her spread legs. Her hands found her soft thighs, rubbing them first, but then, she used two hands to slap them harshly. Ravenna’s body jerked in pain, but she didn’t cry out. Three times Cassandra slapped them until they were a pretty pink. She moved back. “Stick out your tongue.”

Ravenna heard those words so many times and she knew what she’d soon do. This was different, bound to a chair, but she knew her tongue would soon touch a wet pussy. She stuck her tongue out as far as she could, she knew what Cassandra wanted, and Ravenna wanted to please her. Ravenna gasped in surprise. There was something wrong, something so different. Her tongue touched it, but it wasn’t a wet pussy that it found. She recoiled, pulling her tongue back in her mouth in revolt.

“Stick your tongue out; I won’t tell you again.”

Yet, it was Cassandra’s voice that said it. Ravenna tentatively pushed her tongue through her lips, afraid of what she’d find. It didn’t take long before her tongue touched it again. It wasn’t a pussy. It could only be one thing, even with her lack of experience. It was flesh but not soft and wet pussy flesh. This was hot and hard. Her tongue touched the smooth skin. Ravenna should pull her tongue away in revulsion, but she didn’t. Cassandra was still in the room, but someone else had to be also. It had to be a man, but whom? Should I cry out in protest? Every logical response that went through her head said she should pull her tongue away from it. Yet, that’s not what happened. She was bound by Cassandra and stripped naked. This is what Cassandra wanted, what she demanded. Her tongue moved out in complete surrender until it touched the smooth, hot, and hard flesh. She could feel the contractions in it, yet it didn’t move, as if held by someone. She began to run her tongue tentatively over it. Though she never did it before, she could imagine in her head what it looked like as she did it. She was surprised that it was so smooth. As her tongue moved, she picked up the first taste of saltiness on her taste buds. Her tongue continued its exploration, sliding over the smooth skin until it got to the very tip. Ravenna used the tip of her tongue to run over the end, knowing full well what would happen. It took seconds before something thick and salty touched her tongue. Her tongue continued to flicker over the end, and it became more profuse. It was thicker than a woman’s juices and more pungent. The tiniest drops on her tongue invaded her mouth with the salty, bitter taste. That didn’t deter her.

Cassandra watched as Ravenna licked the cock that was presented to her. There was no longer any hesitation. It was easier than Cassandra expected. There was no way to control Ravenna; she was immune to the power of the man. She’d have to submit to him willingly. “Open your mouth. Wide.” Cassandra’s voice demanded obedience.

There wasn’t any doubt what would happen now. Ravenna stopped licking, knowing once it entered her mouth, there was no way she could get rid of it, bound as she was. It would take her until it got its pleasure from her mouth. That is what she feared the most. While Cassandra came profusely, it would be nothing like what a man would do. She feared that he would finish in her mouth.

“Open wide!” Cassandra pushed her to surrender. She waited and, then, saw Ravenna’s mouth begin to open. Slowly at first, but it opened wider.

Ravenna could feel it so close, though it didn’t touch her. She opened her mouth, slowly at first, but gradually, she opened wider. She had explored the head, and she knew it was big. Then, she felt it. It pushed onto her lower lip and sat there. She could feel it try to move, but it was held still by someone. It felt so hot on her soft lips. She opened her mouth wider the minute it touched her lip. It was a natural reaction to having it touch her upper lip at the same time. She opened her mouth so wide that her jaw hurt. Her mouth was filled with saliva as she waited.

Her mouth was hot and inviting, her lips opened wide. His cock sat on her lip, and he could barely contain it. He could feel her breath on the head and that made it more exciting.

She felt it on her lower lip as it began to move. She could feel the smooth head, and then, Ravenna felt a sharp ridge slide over her lip. The head moved further into her mouth, and when it touched her tongue, she tried to push it out of the way, but the cock came alive in her mouth. She finally admitted what it was. She had a cock in her mouth. It bounced up to the roof of her mouth and then back down to trap her tongue beneath it. She felt how thick it was when the shaft touched her upper lip as her lips curled around it possessively. The cock was big and aroused. If she moved her tongue the slightest, it made it jerk and shudder in her mouth and her lips were forced to tighten around it as though she tried to grip it tight. She couldn’t believe that a cock was in her mouth. She didn’t know whose cock it was. Bound, she didn’t have a choice. She imagined what it looked like and it made her pussy drenched at the images she saw in her head.

“Move your head back and forth, Ravenna. Keep your lips clenched tight as it slides in and out.” Cassandra began to instruct her on the finer aspects of sucking a man’s cock.

With the cock in her mouth, she no longer had any options. The only way it would pull out was if it got its pleasure. She’d never masturbated a man’s cock with her hand until he climaxed, never mind with her mouth. She began to move her head. She felt the cock slide through her lips and over her tongue. The shaft wasn’t like the head. It wasn’t smooth, the skin slightly loose in spite of how hard it was. She could feel thick veins run up the shaft as they rubbed against her lips. She kept her lips tight around it, but that didn’t stop the cock from shuddering in her mouth in excitement. It didn’t take long before she tasted it. A thick drop of his arousal leaked on her tongue, staining it with the acrid taste. It was so hot. The taste invaded her mouth as though it was gallons, not a drop. It went into every crevice of her mouth. Yet, she didn’t stop moving her head, back and forth, though not very far each way. She feared its length.

He never felt anything so good. Her inexperienced mouth seemed to know exactly what to do, or was it his imagination. He saw her pink lips wrapped around his cock so lovingly, yet he had only a couple of inches of cock in her mouth. She had already rung out drops of precum, but that didn’t deter her. She sucked him with such vigor, though she hadn’t taken much of him in her mouth. He wouldn’t cum quickly, he’d teach her to pleasure him first.

“Use your tongue, Ravenna. Lick it while you suck it.” Cassandra saw Ravenna’s surrender. She could see the way her cheeks moved, her tongue already began to explore the cock that filled her mouth.

Ravenna knew that her tongue would bring forth more of his juices, but that didn’t discourage her. She began to explore, not only the head of the cock, but also the shaft with her tongue. She could feel the sharp ridge around the head as if it were a hat that sat on the top of the long stalk. She ran her tongue around the ridge, the skin soft, and from the drops of arousal that leaked out his cock, it made him excited. Then, her tongue snaked around the shaft. She had to take more of it in her mouth to do it, feeling it slide over her tongue as it pushed into the depths of her mouth.

“Take it deeper in your mouth, Ravenna. Accommodate it all.” The cock was big, but she encouraged Ravenna to take as much as she could. Bound, she’d have no choice; she’d take it as deep as he wanted.

Ravenna sucked in air through her nose to fill her lungs. The cock filled her mouth so much, she could barely breathe. She began to slide her lips back and forth, each time she pushed deeper, but she never got to the end of it. How big is it? The thick head slid over her tongue to the deepest depths of her mouth as she energetically moved her head. She felt the cock slide through her lips, and she soon felt the head of the cock hit the back of her mouth, startling her when it slammed against the tiny opening of her throat. It was so big that it wouldn’t go down, but she still feared the unknown. She saw the movie Deep Throat and knew it was possible, but she didn’t know how. No way would it fit into her throat. It was impossible to get something that big and hard in such a place. Her tongue moved urgently over the cock, eager to please, but she feared the inevitable outcome.

“That’s good, Ravenna. Please it.” Cassandra knew it wouldn’t be much longer. Ravenna was doing an excellent job of pleasing the cock, and no one would be able to withstand the pleasure much longer, not even him.

Her mouth was filled with the acrid taste of cum and it got worse. More of it leaked out, and she feared that she neared the end. That didn’t stop her from doing what she needed to make him climax. She had no choice, she was bound, or so she told herself. She began to suck in, drawing the cock into her mouth with powerful suction while her tongue ran all over it in such excitement. It jerked and shuddered in pleasure from her touch.

He couldn’t last any longer. He wouldn’t breach her throat, not now at least, but she’d be rewarded with his cum, a mouthful of his cum. He had to hold back the moans of pleasure that threatened to overtake him. It was as if she sucked the cum from his balls.

Ravenna felt a change in the cock in her mouth. It swelled up, the head throbbed, and the shaft turned rock hard. Is this signs he’d cum in my mouth? She had no choice in the matter, the cock pushed into her mouth without her moving her head. It was eager for its pleasure. It pinned her against the back of the chair with no place to go except to take the powerful thrusts into her mouth. Drops of thick, salty cum leaked out to invade her mouth as it readied for its pleasure. She could tell by the frenzied thrusts of the cock in her mouth that it was imminent.

He couldn’t hold out any longer, she was too good and the chance to cum in the mouth of a virgin was too good to pass up. He began to fuck her mouth, though he was careful not to choke her with his cock. That would be saved for another time, another scenario. The cum built up in his balls. As much as he liked her bound, naked body, he would’ve loved to feel her hands milk the cum from his balls. It was difficult not to cry out in pleasure, but he didn’t want to be heard, so he came in silence. All that could be heard in the room was the sound of her trying to contend with the vast amounts of cum from his violent eruption.

It surprised her, though it shouldn’t have. He shoved in one time and then pulled his cock almost all the way from her mouth. He stopped when her lips were sealed around the thick head. She could feel the cock move. It had to be his hand stroking it. He would masturbate his cock until he blew in her mouth. She waited and then it happened. A powerful jet of hot, thick crème shot out his cock into her waiting mouth. It went all the way to the back of her mouth and slammed into her throat. It made her choke as some of it went down the wrong way, but she was too busy trying to contend with the vast amount of cum that made her cheeks balloon to contain it all. The acrid cum fouled her mouth with its abundance, but she couldn’t do anything to stop it. She waited for the next load of cum, knowing it would arrive soon. She tightened her lips around the cock, and her tongue reached out to the end of it in spite of knowing what would happen. Or maybe because she knew what would. The next jet of cum exploded on her tongue, blanketing it a thick layer. Her mouth was filled, some of the cum dripped down her chin as it escaped from her lips. She had no choice. Ravenna gulped loudly as some of the thick crème slowly ran down her gullet and into her belly. Before her mouth was emptied, he jetted again, then once more. She sucked the head of his cock until she had drained him, yet the cock never retreated from her mouth. She gulped and swallowed until her belly was filled with warm cum.

“Lick it, Ravenna.”

She sucked the cock deeper into her mouth, and her tongue began to work it over without the least thought of why she did it. She was ordered to do it, so she did the foul task of cleaning the last of the cum from the cock. It had lost some of its luster, yet it was still formidable.

She spit it out glistening with her spit, but not a drop of cum was on it. He looked at her lips, shiny in the light. She was more than he expected. Then he left the house for he’d received his pleasure.

Cassandra didn’t untie her. She deserved her pleasure. She kneeled between her legs, still obediently placed on the seat of the chair and spread wide. She was left open from her pussy to her anus.

Ravenna heard it before she felt it and braced herself for the first touch. Yet, she was still surprised when it touched her in two places. The tip of a vibrator played up and down her slit as her lips folded over it to get all the pleasurable vibrations while another vibrator slid through her spread cheeks and stopped on her anus. That scared her when the tip of it pushed against her reluctant hole, but when the vibrations increased in intensity, all of her fears were pushed aside. It was as though the two vibrators sought to enter her two virgin holes and meet somewhere deep in her body with such pleasure. Her mouth had lost its innocence, but that was the only hole that did. When the vibrator found her clit, that was all that was needed. Ravenna’s body was on the edge of pleasure, sucking a cock while bound had done that to her. The thought of a man seeing her bound and naked while he forced her to suck his cock sent her arousal to its peak. She could only imagine what he thought when he stroked his cock in her mouth and she eagerly sucked his prolific cum into her belly. Did he know my mouth was virgin or did he think I sucked so many cocks before?

The pleasure began to sweep over her body, but it was the tip of the other vibrator inside her anus that set her off. Her anal ring spread over the vibrator as it pushed into her rectum to set her muscles into such spasms of pleasure. How could I get pleasure in such a place? The orgasm was more than she expected. It creeped up slowly in intensity as the vibrators played her body as if she was a musical instrument. But it was her mind that inspired her. All of her thoughts were on the cock that had been in her mouth and exploded in orgasm. She had never felt such a thing before. Her mouth had been stuffed with the hard flesh of a man. He was big, but what would it be like if his cock was so thick that her lips would threaten to tear? Would I be able to accommodate it, or would it suffocate me? She knew that it wouldn’t be the same as last time, it was only the beginning and that sent her over the edge to cum explosively. What would it feel like if it were a cock that took the innocence of my pussy?

She came all over the twin vibrators, flooding them with her juices. Her ass hole sucked up the other one into her rectum, and Cassandra had to hold onto it tight to keep it from being drawn too deep into the virgin passage. That would be saved for a cock, though she suspected that Ravenna never contemplated such a thing.

Ravenna could barely stand when she was untied. Her body was exhausted. She didn’t say anything to Cassandra. She didn’t ask who it was or why. She didn’t want to know. The unexpected and unanticipated made it so much better. Each time that Cassandra would tie her up, her only thoughts would be whether a cock would take her. And she was sure that Cassandra had more plans to tie her up. More plans for that cock to visit her.

* * * *

Ravenna’s questions would be answered the following weekend.

“Would you like to come over this weekend?” Cassandra would get the answer on how this progressed so far. She suspected she knew the answer but she wasn’t sure.

“I’d love to.” She had a smirk on her face when she said it. “Do you have any surprises for me?”

“If I told you, then it wouldn’t be a surprise. But, I will tell you that you won’t be disappointed.”

“That’s good enough for me. Should I bring the batteries?”

“No, I have enough. You’re getting to be a real smart ass,” Cassandra teased her.

“Maybe I should be punished,” she shot back.

Cassandra left it at that, they could duel all day if she let her.

* * * *

Nothing happened all day Saturday, and it put Ravenna on edge. She suspected that Cassandra did it on purpose. They had a light meal for dinner and that was a hint to Ravenna. Or she hoped it would be. When they went into the living room, she expected to see the chair in the middle of the floor, but there was nothing out of place.

“Over here, Ravenna.” Cassandra urged her to the center of the room. She put her hands on her shoulders. “Get on your knees.”

Those words she’d hear a lot in the future, though she didn’t know it now. Cassandra pressed on her shoulders until she kneeled down. She knew why, her head would be at a convenient height, convenient to take a cock in her mouth. She never lost the image etched in her brain of the last time. But, her mind was obsessed with a thick cock in her mouth. The cock would be so big that it would have to be forced into her mouth and would fill every inch of it. She could almost feel it. Cassandra had rope in her hand that came out of nowhere. But, first, she stripped off Ravenna’s blouse until she was naked to the waist, but Ravenna was disappointed that she left her slacks on.

A blindfold soon engulfed her eyes, blackness and the dreaded unknown overtook Ravenna’s body. Her hands were pulled behind her back, no asking, only taking. It took a minute to tie them but not the way she expected. Each wrist was tied to the corresponding ankle and pulled tight until it forced her body upright. Then, she felt her slacks opened and shoved down hastily until they got to her knees, unable to go any farther. Her thong was torn from her body with such ease.

“Keep your head up.” Cassandra put her hand under Ravenna’s chin until her head was up. Cassandra waited until he entered and moved close to Ravenna. He was ready.

“Ask for a cock in your mouth, Ravenna.” Cassandra would make her beg to suck a cock.

She kneeled, ready to suck a cock of a man she never saw before, but she could see the shape of his cock in her head. Now, she’d have to ask for the privilege of doing it. She should resist, but she looked forward to this as much as she expected he did. She wondered what he’d do different from last time. She was bound differently but not that much difference. “I want to suck a cock.” She obeyed and went further. She opened her mouth.

“Wider,” it was Cassandra’s voice that said it, but it was another’s fingers that pushed into the corners of her mouth.

It was a man’s fingers in her mouth; she could feel them so much bigger than a woman’s fingers. They pried her mouth open until it yawned open wide, but they continued to stretch her lips. He wasn’t that big, why did he do this? She had taken him without much trouble last time. He was formidable, but nothing like this.

He began to stuff his cock into her mouth. He sat the head of his cock on her lower lip, the pink lips so tempting and silky smooth. He kept her mouth pried open wide as he began to feed the rest of his cock through the tight hole of her mouth. The more he tried to jam it in, the harder he grew, and the bigger he got. It was a never-ending struggle to get inside her delicate mouth.

She felt the familiar touch of a hot cock on her lip, but this felt different. It was smooth and hard, but it felt heavier, bigger, though she didn’t know how much bigger. Could a man get that much bigger when overly excited? She felt her lips stretched wide around the thick cock, feeling it grow bigger as he tried to jam into her mouth. She could do nothing as the fingers kept her mouth opened wide. She felt the pressure of the cock as it was shoved ruthlessly into her gaping mouth. It had to be a different man; she would have remembered something this big shoved into her mouth the first time. “GLLUBBG!” Drool ran down her chin as the thick cock continued to push in her mouth. The head of it finally popped into her mouth, but her lips barely closed a millimeter, the shaft almost as formidable. The head sat heavily on her tongue, feeling as though it weighed a pound, yet it moved so violently from the slightest movement of her tongue that tried to escape from being pinned beneath it.

“That’s it, Ravenna; take it all inside your mouth.” Cassandra couldn’t believe anything that thick would fit inside her mouth, but he wasn’t to be deterred. Ravenna’s lips were wrapped around the shaft like a rubber band stretched to its maximum. Cassandra stood behind Ravenna and grabbed her head with two hands. She’d take the cock in her mouth one way or another.

Ravenna felt hands hold her head, but they weren’t a man’s hands, but yet, they were just as determined. She couldn’t move her head, and now, the cock began to enter her mouth. It was a slow process as it filled her mouth. There wasn’t a spot that the cock didn’t fill. Her tongue was useless, pinned down by the heavy cock. She tasted some of the thick crème leak out, mixing with her abundant spit.

He wished he could see her eyes as she took his cock. He hoped it was everything she wished for. It took him a long time to get half of it in her mouth. With his cock this thick, there would be no way he could shove it down her throat. It would be difficult enough to fuck her mouth, but he would use all his power to do just that.

It was everything she imagined it would be and more. She didn’t think a cock could be that thick and hard, but he was relentless. It felt like her jaw would break and her lips would tear, but the cock never left her mouth. It continued to the depths of her mouth until it blocked her throat with the massive head. Her nostrils flared as she tried to suck in precious air. Her lungs were starved. The cock sat in her mouth but not for long. It started to withdraw, sliding ruthlessly back millimeter by millimeter. She finally felt the thick ridge on the head stretch her lips open wider, but then, it stopped, just before it would escape.

It was such a delight for his cock with her tight lips wrapped around it so delightfully. When his cock threatened to break free, he shoved with his hips using all his power to drive his cock back into her mouth. It was difficult, but he refused to back off until the head slammed into her throat with a thud. Cassandra did a good job of holding her head still so he could penetrate her mouth deep. As soon as his cock hit her throat, he drew it back and then began to fuck her mouth.

She didn’t think it was possible, but the cock in her mouth grew bigger as it began to fuck her. She didn’t think he could pull it out and then shove back in, but he did, and he began to pick up speed. She could do nothing but struggle to breathe, her mouth just a hole for him to fuck with his monstrous cock. It moved in and out, yet she never felt him push against her face with his body. She might have taken the girth of his cock, but she didn’t take the length. Her head was rocked back and forth in spite of the hands that held her tight, unable to escape the brutal mouth fucking. Her mouth was flooded with more of his pungent cum.

Cassandra almost felt bad for her. He took her for a long time; he never slowed down his penetration of her mouth. His cock was too big for anyone, but she took it, though she had no choice.

She felt so helpless, stripped almost naked, her hands tied to her ankles, kneeling submissively at his feet as he shoved a cock that had to be as big as a small tree stump into her mouth. He tore it in and out; Ravenna had no choice but take it, knowing what would happen soon enough. She felt his cock grow bigger, it couldn’t get much bigger, or her mouth would be torn forever. She wished she could use her tongue to end this misery, but it was pinned under the massive weight of his organ. His thrusts became faster, and she could feel the end coming soon, but she was unprepared for what happened. He came in her mouth, but there was nowhere for his cum to go. His cock filled every inch of her mouth. His first jet of cum shot out when he was in deep in her mouth. His cock sat at the entrance of her throat. She coughed and gagged as it shot into her throat, going the wrong way. She was thankful he pulled back a slight bit before he shot again; this time, she gulped furiously to swallow as much of the thick crème as she could. It still took him a long time to finish. He shot a total of five times in her mouth. When he finished, her stomach gurgled from all the warm cum that filled her belly. He pulled his cock from her mouth, and her tight lips cleaned all the cum that coated it. At least she was free of it, swallowing the last of the cum. She heard him move away.

Cassandra waited until he was gone and then untied Ravenna. This time, there would be no pleasure for her. She wanted to teach her that it was her job to give the man pleasure.

It took a few minutes before Ravenna could speak. Her jaw felt like it was broken, and even with the cock gone, it still felt like it was in her mouth. This time, she said something. “I never knew that men could be that much different,” she confessed.

“What makes you think it were different men, Ravenna?”

“I might be a virgin, but I can tell a big cock from a monstrous cock. There is no way the same man could make his cock that much different.”

“What makes you think he made it different? What were you thinking about before he came into the room today?” Cassandra saw the blank look on her face.

It came back to her. After sucking the last cock, her mind conjured up this image of a cock that was so big that she’d barely be able to contend with it in her mouth. It was as though she dared herself to prove she could do it. “I couldn’t make his cock change shape and become so much bigger.” She thought for a second. “Was it the same man?” She wasn’t sure that she wanted to know the answer.

“It was the same man, Ravenna.” She stated the fact and saw the look of surprise on Ravenna’s face.

“No, I couldn’t, could I?” If it was the same man, she must have conjured up the monstrous cock. What else could I conjure up? What if I wished for a foot-long cock next time, a cock that would slide down my throat and choke me but give him such pleasure. Could I do that? Would I want to do that?

No more was said about it that weekend. It was as though it never happened, but Ravenna couldn’t escape the visions in her head. It was she on her knees and a foot-long cock rasped painfully in her throat. She’d have to deep throat it. She knew she shouldn’t think of such a thing, just in case that Cassandra was correct and she could conjure up a cock in any size or shape that she wanted.





Chapter 7


The Perdition Boys


It wasn’t until four years ago that the community cast their eyes on the Perdition boys, though by that time, they were becoming men. Soran was the first one to attend Wexter University then Vossler and finally Icas.

Wexter might be located in upstate New York, but Soran didn’t look the part. He’d looked more the part if it was located on the California beach. Soran had a European look to his face, but his sandy-blonde hair didn’t fit that look. Now a senior, he was the oldest Perdition at twenty-one. He might have led a sheltered life until Wexter, but he made up for it since. He was popular, especially with the women. He could charm the pants off any woman, and he often did, though he never had a steady girl. That was by design. He had no desire to cheat on her, and he knew he could never be faithful to one, at least not one that he’d find at Wexter. Though that had changed in the last year; there was one, but she was spoken for. Soran stood over six feet, an athletic body trained on the football field. He wasn’t the captain of the team on purpose. He let others take the limelight.

Vossler was a year younger than Soran, a junior. He wasn’t the athlete that Soran was; he was more the artistic type. He had the dark, black hair of a European along with the dark complexion, and some said he had brooding eyes. He had the lead in many of the universities dramatic plays. Soran charmed the women with his looks while Vossler did it with his words. He could play a good guy or bad, quote poetry as well as the bible. He knew exactly what each person needed him to be. In one more year, he’d come of age and be just as powerful as Soran.

Icas was the youngest, nineteen and a sophomore. He was fair-skinned, not like the others. He was the politician. He knew the art of bargaining and used it to his advantage. He might be the youngest, but the other brothers always sought out his opinion. He’d be the president of the student council by the time he became a senior. He had the most to learn from Soran and Vossler.

The three of them were inseparable, even though they chose different paths. It was rare when they weren’t together. Today was no different. The air was warm after the harsh winter. They were out on the quadrangle passing around a football. Naturally, Soran was naked to the waist, showing off his physique to the women that passed by. He was noticed.

They took a break, leaning against the trees as they scoped out the woman that had joined them outside for the warm weather. “My power is strong since I turned of age, and yours are growing.” Soran felt an inner strength that he’d never felt before. Vale had foreseen this, but Soran still had a hard time grasping it.

“It’s as though we’re invincible.” Vossler found it exhilarating, this new freedom they acquired. He couldn’t wait until next year when he came of age. He’d be unstoppable.

Icas had the hardest time coming to grips with the power the other two had. He was still learning what he could do and tried to control it. He saw Becky walk down the sidewalk toward them. She was a junior, but that didn’t stop Icas’ attraction to her. She was from the city, sophisticated as well as intellectual. She was the head cheerleader for the football team, and naturally, she was the girlfriend of Buster, the captain of the team. It was almost a given that they’d be together. That didn’t deter Icas from trying to get her. “How about Becky?”

“What about Becky, Icas?” Soran saw the way he looked at her. He knew Buster, a real jock and just as dumb.

“I’d love to get into that.” He knew they already knew of his fondness of her and often made fun of him over it.

Soran grabbed his shirt and threw it on. “Come on.” The two of them followed him until they caught up to Becky.

Becky saw them approach, the three of them. The Perdition brothers. She stopped when they approached. “Hello, Soran.” She looked over at Vossler. “You were great in the play Friday night. Heather thought you were superb. You should call her.” She looked at Icas. If only he was older and she wasn’t dating Buster. “Hi, Icas,” she purred. She liked to tease him with what he couldn’t have. Her attention went back to Soran. “Great catch last week, Soran. Buster’s lucky to have you on his team. He’d never make as many points if it weren’t for your hands.” Now, Soran was the one she would love to feel his hands on her body, if only there was no Buster.

Soran looked at her short blonde hair and that lovely body in the blue plaid skirt outfit. The skirt was short and revealed her long, lean legs. The sweater pulled tight over her blouse and hugged her breasts. He looked at her smile and saw the lovely pink lips so inviting. “Where are you off to, Becky?”

“Back to my room, I need to get some studying in,” she lied. She barely studied, she didn’t need to.

Soran took out a joint. “Want to relax a bit first?”

“I shouldn’t,” but she looked at the joint and then at Soran. His eyes stared into hers as though he could see to the depths of her soul. She couldn’t pull her eyes from his, as though she was hypnotized. She’d known Soran for years and felt comfortable with him, none more than now. Not even his two brothers with him made her uncomfortable. They all stared at her so intently. Then, the word slipped out without any thought. “Okay.”

Icas couldn’t believe she said that. He didn’t wait for her to change her mind. He locked arms with her and Soran on the other arm as they walked to her dorm. It didn’t take long, but Icas feared she’d change her mind. He was afraid to say a word as though it was break some kind of spell.

Becky opened the door to her room and the three men followed her in. The door closed and locked with such finality. Her room was big, but the bed took up the majority of it. It was covered with a white comforter with four pillows along the headboard. It was more than big enough for more than one, Becky unsure why that statistic popped in her head. She looked over as Icas sat in her favorite chair, taking out the joint and lighting it. She inhaled the sweet fragrance from the smoke he blew out. He handed it to her, and she took it. It was as if everything was in slow motion, yet she hadn’t taken a toke out of the joint yet. Soran and Vossler were around her bed as if they waited for something. She took a deep drag from the joint and held it in her lungs as long as she could. She felt a gentle buzz, but nothing overpowering. She handed it to Soran.

“Take another,” Soran urged her.

“No, that’s okay.” She passed the joint to him. She stood there as the joint was passed around. She passed taking a drag when it was handed to her again, but the others took drags from it until it burned down to the end. Soran looked at her, and her body froze in place. It was strange, she was so relaxed, yet she felt something else. It was as though she had no control over herself. She’d smoked joints before and never felt like this.

Icas noticed a change in her. He looked at Soran, and he nodded back. Icas reached for Becky. “Come, sit down,” he urged her, but he didn’t give her a chance to object. He began to pull her down onto his lap, surprised that she made no attempt to stop him.

Becky felt her body float down to her chair. She loved her chair, but it felt different when she sat down. It took a minute for her to realize that someone else was in her chair with her. She looked over her shoulder and saw Icas. She felt his hands come around her waist so protectively, pulling her back against him. Soft, wet lips nuzzled her neck and gave her goose bumps. Her ass squirmed, and she realized that there was something else beneath her. It was hard and throbbing each time she moved. Then, she realized she moved her ass on his cock and she caused it to stir, yet she didn’t stop. It felt good to control a man in such a way. Soran stood over her but didn’t move. Becky felt the hands on her waist began to move. They were slow and deliberate, as if they fondled her.

Icas couldn’t stop his cock from jerking uncontrollably when Becky moved her sweet ass on his cock. It was as though she masturbated him with her ass cheeks. She didn’t try to push his hands away, so he got bolder. His hands slid over her legs, slowly drawing her short skirt up to reveal more of her legs. His hands slid to her hips, finding naked flesh beneath the skirt. She pushed her back against his chest, and he was sure that he heard a soft moan from her. He grew more eager as his hands slid over her belly and inched up toward her breasts. He expected to get his face slapped, but instead, she drew her arms up over her head as if offering up her breasts for him to explore. He cupped each one as his fingers curled around the firm flesh. He couldn’t believe he was doing this, but there was no doubt what lay in the palms of his hands.

She felt hands touch her, but it felt good. She didn’t understand why she felt this way; all she knew was that her pussy grew damp with desire. Lips continued to kiss her so softly, all over her neck as the hands continued to explore her body. She looked up at Soran. He began to take off his shirt as if it was the most natural thing to do. She should look away, but she couldn’t. He pulled it off, naked to the waist, his firm, hard chest rippled with muscles. Her eyes were mesmerized, unable to draw away from his large hands that moved to his waist. He opened his belt and soon unbuttoned the single button on his jeans. He paused, and then, she heard the soft whisper of his zipper slide down. She could see the bulge in his dark-blue shorts as he opened his jeans. He didn’t touch his cock, but it moved by itself. He slowly pushed his jeans down as if he did a striptease, sliding them off his ankles after he kicked off his shoes and socks. When he stood back up, he was clad only in his shorts. They were pulled tight by the thickness that lay beneath it. His hands moved to his sides, but her eyes were transfixed on the bulge in his shorts.

Icas felt her move forward, forced to pull his hands from her breasts. Her hands reached out to Soran. He was jealous when he saw her fingers outline Soran’s cock in his shorts, fingers on each side until she revealed his cock so vividly. Her face was only inches from it.

He was so big. Becky felt her fingers touch the edge of his cock and send it quivering in excitement. She pressed firmly with her fingers so she could trap it with his shorts, but that barely stopped the vigorous movement of his cock. Her fingers moved in closer until she captured it. She couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. Not even to look up at him. It was as if his cock was the only thing in the universe.

Soran couldn’t wait any longer. It was difficult to stand there while her fingers teased his cock. “Take off your sweater; it’s warm in here,” he ordered her.

She began to pull her sweater off and found Icas helping her. Her arms went up into the air, and Icas pulled it off. She looked at Soran now. She saw it in his eyes; he didn’t need to say a word.

She began to get up off the chair, and Soran led her over to her bed.

“Stay there,” he ordered Icas, “until I tell you.” He saw the look of disappointment on his face, but he wanted him aroused to a fever pitch first. He could watch him as he prepared Becky.

The bed looked so big and inviting. She sat on the edge of her bed, but then, Soran swept her legs up and she lay flat on her back in the center of the bed. She looked at Soran as he stood to the side of the bed. Her fingers went to her blouse and instinctively began to unbutton it, though not sure why. She didn’t stop until three buttons were open, and she boldly pushed the two sides of the blouse open so her frilly blue bra was revealed. Her fingers teased across her naked cleavage, sending her nipples into stone-hard tips that throbbed with such pleasure. Soran walked around to the other side of the bed. She saw Icas still on the chair, but he stared at her. Vossler stood next to him, but his eyes were also transfixed on her. It was as though she was the center of the universe. She closed her eyes as Soran lay on the bed next to her. He turned toward her, and she felt his lips touch her neck. He nibbled at her neck, but it was his hands that began to explore her body that sent shivers through her body. She felt so relaxed with him, her legs parted with ease when his hand touched her knee and began the slow, sensuous journey up her inner thigh. She wanted his mouth on her breasts, but he was content with her neck, so her hands slid down to her breasts and caressed the half-naked flesh. She pushed the bra down shamelessly to seek out her throbbing nipples. Her nipples wanted to be touch, even if it was her own hands that did it.

Soran spread her legs with ease but teased himself as his hands explored all her firm, youthful flesh but didn’t touch her pussy, not yet. It would be Icas that would get that privilege. He squeezed her thigh as her skirt slid higher up her legs until her panties were revealed. He looked at Icas and gestured him over with his eyes.

Icas stroked his cock through his pants, unable to control his lust as he saw Becky spread out on the bed, her head drawn back in pleasure, her legs spread obediently. He saw Soran’s look and immediately got up to tower over the bed. He began to undress, but he did it slowly when he saw Becky open her eyes and look at him.

She felt something near the bed, opening her eyes to see Icas stand there. Her first glimpse was the bulge in his pants. She didn’t know why her eyes were drawn there, yet she couldn’t pull them away, even as he began to undress. He moved slowly, first his shirt, and then, his hands went to his pants. He drew them down slowly, and when he rose back up, his hands touched his cock. Becky wished it were her hands that did it. Then, she felt the bed sink as he got on the bed. It only took seconds before she was pinned between two men, both of them naked except their shorts. They both turned sideways until she felt their throbbing organs pulsating against her flesh. Two men began to kiss her and nibble her flesh. So many hands touched her, rubbing her legs, under her skirt and moving close to her pussy, but they disappointed her. They never touched her there, yet she grew wet with arousal. She shut her eyes once again to let her dissolve in the pleasure of two men’s caressing hands. She drew her legs up, spread wide, her skirt uncovered her as the men’s hands caressed and fondled her flesh. She never felt such pleasure before. It was as if she were in a sexual trance.

It was time for Icas, so Soran got off the bed, at least for now. Icas would get his pleasure first, but he’d help him. He went to the other side of the bed. He tapped Icas on the shoulder. “Get up.” He saw the disappointment in his eyes. “Only for a second.”

Icas watched as Soran grabbed Becky’s legs and turned her sideways until her feet were aimed at the side of the bed. She did nothing to stop him.

“Show her what your mouth can do?” Soran pushed Icas down until his face was between her legs. The minute his hair touched her thighs, she spread her legs wantonly. Icas didn’t need any further encouragement. He began to lick and kiss her thighs as he made his way up between her legs.

She felt the stubble on his face scratch her tender inner thighs, but that couldn’t stop the pleasure that she felt as he kissed her thighs and he moved so close to her pussy. Please kiss my pussy, she begged silently. The moment his mouth touched the edge of her panties, her hand went into her bra and yanked out one of her breasts harshly, too eager for her touch. Her fingers sought out her nipple, pinching it hard as she felt teeth nibble on the soft lips of her pussy beneath her panties. She knew he tasted her juices as he bit her soaked panties. She couldn’t stop her hips from moving, fucking his face, trying to push it harder into her pussy.

Icas never had a woman lay so obediently before him as he ate her. She humped his mouth as his teeth found her panties and bit into them. He kept them in his mouth as he began to draw them down her legs. Her ass rose up submissively to help him as her panties slid down over her ass, and he yanked them down to her knees with his teeth. Too eager to taste her, he pulled her panties down with his hands, holding her legs up in the air as he pulled them off. He put her legs back down on the bed, spread wide as his mouth sought out its target.

Soran began to kiss her neck again, but it was Icas’ mouth that she wanted to feel. His wet, hot tongue slid up her thighs as her ass rose up to give him greater access. He moved so close to her pussy, knowing he could smell her arousal. The sharp intake of her breath rang out so loudly in the room. “HHHSSS.” Her juices flooded his tongue when he touched her, running along her slit as he explored her pussy. Her skirt was over her waist, naked from the waist down as the three men gazed at her most intimate charms, but all she could think about was the pleasure the tongue brought to her.

Icas took him time, first licking along her puffy lips before his fingers pulled them apart. His eyes were only inches from her pink, wet inner lips that sparkled in the bright lights of the room. His tongue moved into the soft folds of her pussy and began to lap up her abundant nectar that flowed so freely. He heard her cries of pleasure as his tongue touched every centimeter of her pussy, all except the very top. He’d save that for last, teasing her by ignoring her clit until she begged him to please her there.

She humped his face, not caring how it looked; she only cared for the pleasure he gave her. She didn’t know why she hadn’t succumbed to his charms before, the pleasure so great. His tongue got hard and pointed as it sought entrance to her pussy, feeling like a tiny cock shoved in and out. She tried to please it by tightening her muscles, but it had already withdrawn. She couldn’t wait to feel his cock inside her, then she’d show him how tight she was.

Icas thought his cock would burst unless he got inside her, but he had one task to complete first. He pried apart her pussy lips once again, this time high up. His fingers sought out her clit, pinching it until he trapped it between his fingers. Only then did his tongue begin to work it over. She cried loudly when his tongue moved back and forth over the tip as he felt it swell to such prominence. She began to hump his face as she grew so aroused, but he pulled away.

She opened her eyes wide when his tongue left her clit. She had a look of disappointment on her face when he kneeled up on the bed, but that changed to anticipation when he pulled his shorts down and revealed his cock. Soran got off the bed, but she cared little. She saw Icas stroke his cock to greater hardness, and her pussy flooded with her juices in anticipation of his hard, throbbing cock pushing inside to give her such pleasure. Buster was never an imaginative lover and only sought out his own pleasure. She had higher expectations for Icas.

Icas watched as Becky opened the remaining buttons of her blouse then pushed it off. She reached behind her, her breasts strained in the bra as she unhooked it and pushed it off to leave her naked except for her skirt sitting on her waist. He made quick work of that, pulling it down in haste until she was naked. She looked into his eyes as she spread her legs wide, her pussy welcomed his throbbing cock. He kneeled between her legs, his cock poised to enter her.

“Put his cock inside you, Becky.” It was Soran’s voice that ordered her.

Becky was more than eager enough, reaching down so her fingers could curl around his hard, hot cock. Her fingers relished it, fondling it before she moved it down to the opening of her pussy. She rubbed the head up and down her slit as her body shuddered in such excitement. He lay on top of her, as her fingers reluctantly released his cock. He began to nuzzle her breasts with his mouth just as his cock began to enter her. He took possession of her, all of her senses drawn between her legs as he began to move inside her. She never felt anything like it before. It was as though his cock dominated her very being. It moved relentlessly inside her, drawn back only so it could push in harder and deeper. It filled her, every inch of her as if she molded around it. His hands slid down her hips until he cupped her buttocks and pulled her up to receive his hard thrusts inside her. He began to fuck her, sliding in and out with such vigor as his fingers fanned over her buttocks to hold her up to receive him.

Soran watched her fuck Icas, pleased that Icas finally got his wish. Soon, he’d be old enough to command such powers. Becky’s head was thrown back in such bliss as Icas fucked her hard and fast. She took every thrust without regard.

Icas never felt such pleasure. Her pussy gripped his cock like thousands of fingers. Not even Soran and Vossler in the room discouraged Becky; it was as though they weren’t there or she didn’t care. All of her attention was to giving him all the pleasure he wanted. It was as though she was controlled somehow. If this is what he could look forward to when he turned of age, he couldn’t wait. His hands dug into her ass cheeks harder, and he rode her relentlessly.

“Cum with him, Becky, cum with Icas,” Soran ordered her.

She rotated her hips so she could feel his cock touch her clit and that was all that was needed. She fucked him until she felt his body grow rigid and then his cock swelled up inside her. He began to cum inside her, just as she exploded with him. Each time he jetted inside, her pussy muscles gripped his cock and squeezed out another jet of cum. Their sweaty bodies meshed into one, the smell of sex permeated the room as they exploded in sync with each other.

Becky lay back on the bed as Icas got off her. Naked, she was exhausted, unable to move. She looked over and saw Soran. Her eyes gazed down as his hand slid into the waistband of his shorts and slowly slid them down. His cock was hung up on them, but then, it sprang free, bouncing as it was released from the tight confines. His hand held it as he stared at her. She knew that he’d fuck her next, and she couldn’t wait. But, then, Soran got on the bed, near her head. Her eyes were still transfixed on his cock, now only inches from her face as it bounced with such excitement.

“Take it in your mouth, Becky. Show me how well you can suck my cock.” Soran saw her turn her head toward his cock and felt her hot breath blow on it. He moved a couple of inches until her mouth touched his cock. It jerked on her lower lip, but she moved her head forward and captured it in her lips. He felt her soft lips grasp it so tightly. Then, her head began to move, slowly drawing back and forth, as his cock sank into the hot, wet depths of her mouth. She began to use all of her talents, and she had many, on his cock. Her tongue rubbed over the head and drew out drops of his precum as she lapped it up. His cock slid over her tongue and went in deeper as she sucked it in with such power.

She didn’t touch his cock, but she used her mouth to lavish such attention on it. She licked, sucked and clasped his cock in her mouth as her head moved back and forth to fuck it. She couldn’t deny herself any longer, reaching up with one hand to cradle his balls and tease the cum from them as her mouth worked him into a sexual frenzy.

Soran let her do all the work, and she did it so well. Her hands joined in the fray, grasping his balls, but when he neared his climax, her hand stroked the shaft, but she never pulled his cock from her mouth. She masturbated his cock while her lips grasped the thick head.

She never let Buster cum in her mouth, and she rarely sucked his cock. For that reason, she wondered why she was doing what she did. She could taste Soran’s cock leak in her mouth, and she was forced to swallow the thick, salty cum, but she didn’t stop. In fact, it did the opposite for her. She worked harder to please him, in spite of knowing the outcome. She got away with it when she spit out Buster’s cock when he started to cum, but she knew that she wouldn’t do that with Soran. She would suck down all his cum, no matter what.

“Get ready.” Soran was about to bust lose with his cum.

She sucked the head of his cock in her mouth, her lips tight around it as her hand stroked the shaft and her other hand milked his balls. More of his cum leaked out, but even though she knew what would happen, she was unprepared when he did cum in her mouth. It was so much. The first jet of cum shot out with such force that she almost choked on it when it shot to the depths of her mouth. Her hand continued to pump the shaft of his cock, and she felt the cum shoot up from his balls as she clenched them to release his seed in her mouth. Her cheeks filled with cum, but she never slowed down as she urged load after load into her waiting mouth. She gulped and swallowed as much of the cum she could, but it still dripped down from her lips onto her chin. The taste of his cum permeated every inch of her mouth, covering it with a thick blanket that covered her teeth and gums. Her face grimaced from the taste, but she never stopped the task of pleasuring Soran with her mouth. She had to, it was her destiny. She looked into his appreciative eyes as she sucked his spewing cock.

Even when he finished cumming and he began to lose some of the luster of his cock, her tongue and mouth licked and cleaned the cum from it before she finally spit it out. Her face had a shiny gleam to it; her lips glistened with drying cum.

Becky saw Vossler strip off his shorts, and he took Soran’s place on the bed. His hands urged her body as he positioned her until she was on her hands and knees with him behind her, stroking his cock. He’d take her doggy style. She began to put her head on the bed and arch her ass up submissively, but she felt Icas climb on the bed in front of her. His cock was hard once again. He pulled her head up, and she opened her mouth when she figured out what he desired. She took his cock in her mouth and tasted the dried cum on it, but then, Vossler fucked her pussy and she soon found herself taken front and back by the Perdition brothers.

Icas saw her mouth work tirelessly to give him such pleasure as Vossler enjoyed the pleasures of her hot, tight pussy. They double fucked her for a long time, but when they were ready to cum, Soran climbed on the bed and Becky’s hand was pressed into service of stroking his cock.

She couldn’t believe that she was servicing all three Perdition brothers at the same time, but when they came, there was no doubt. Vossler flooded her pussy, as Icas filled her mouth with cum as she swallowed a second load into her belly. Her hand stroked Soran’s cock, and he shot on her face, feeling the hot cum burn her flesh as the thick cum covered her soft skin in a thick blanket of white cum. It was only after Icas’ cock was licked clean by her mouth did Soran scoop up his cum from her face and push it through her lips. The brothers left her slumped on her bed, her pussy leaking out cum as her belly groaned with three loads of warm cum sitting so heavily inside.





Chapter 8


William Pays for the New Business Center


Sandy never fully understood exactly why William never objected to her being taken by Vale in front of him. It was as though he was in a trance while it happened, but even after it was over, it was as if William couldn’t comprehend what she had done to get Vale to give all the monies to Wexter or get his friends to do the same. He just accepted it without any reasoning.

Each time that William came up with a new fund for Wexter, Sandy knew that she’d pay the price for it. She was confounded sometimes, unsure that she might look forward to her encounters with Vale. Each time he found new ways that she never could’ve fathomed. This went on for over fourteen years. Now, Vale had all his children attending Wexter. The university rose to great prominence. Vale and William took credit for it, but it was Sandy that paid for it with her body.

“This is my grandest plan, Sandy.” It was time to expand the university’s business programs, and to do that, William needed a new building. “It’ll be the Vale Perdition School of Business. We’ll rival the Ivy League universities with our state of the art center. It will be filled with the latest high-tech gear along with prominent business leaders lecturing.”

“How much will it cost?” She needed to know how much it would cost her.

“Two hundred fifty million.”

She couldn’t believe the sum of money he expected. “The last goal for Vale was one hundred million. Do you think he can realistically raise that much?”

“I have every bit of confidence in his abilities and his bank account. He’s never let us down yet.” William needed to get this done for his legacy. He always was able to convince Vale. He was confident he could do it again. “I’m giving him my presentation tomorrow. Do you want to attend?”

Sandy knew it wasn’t necessary for her to be there. She already knew the outcome. There was only one thing that she needed to attend to. “Invite him over for dinner Saturday night.”

“Yes, good idea. He loves your cooking.” Sandy always thought of everything. After Vale left one of her fabulous dinners, he was always so responsive and generous. “Make sure Dawn is home for dinner. She can go out after it, but Dawn and Vale get along well.” It was as though all his women could charm Vale. He was a lucky man to have such a wife and daughter that were so devoted to him and his success.

Sandy was naïve, and she’d have expected the outcome, but sometimes, the obvious is not so obvious when it stares at you in the face.

* * * *

William beamed brightly when Saturday night came around. His meeting with Vale was highly successful. He barely batted an eye at the costs and agreed with everything. There were only the fine details to work out, and William was eager to get to them after dinner. William would tell the board of his success on Monday. He wanted nothing left to chance before he told of his success.

Dawn was a daddy’s girl, she always was. Her father flaunted her to everyone. Her grades were excellent, and she was a freshman at Wexter this year. She got her brains from him but her beauty from her mother. She was every bit a southern woman as her mother. Her body rivaled her mother’s at her age, and William had to fight the boys off through high school. In college, he left her on her own. She had the skills her mother did with men, able to wrap them around her finger with such ease. He was confident that she knew the right thing to do.

Dawn would do her part for her father’s success, but it wasn’t an unwelcome chore. She had known Vale Perdition since she was small. He came over for dinner at least once a year, sometimes twice. He never treated her as a child. It was strange though, Dawn grew up in front of him, but he hardly aged. He had to be sixty, but he was well preserved for his age. Even her parents aged before her eyes. The older she got, the more attentive he became of her. During dinner, he’d sit next to her and would engage her in such long conversations that Dawn thought she was taking too much of his time away from her father, but he and her mother never said a word. They watched quietly.

Dawn also felt something different in the last year. She turned eighteen and he looked at her in a different light. It wasn’t anything scary or demeaning. He treated her as a woman now, not a girl. It made her feel good about herself. There was one other thing that she put out of her head for the first year, but now, it was back. It was when he touched her, innocently at first. It was a touch of his hand on her arm or shoulder or, now, on her leg. It wasn’t groping but soft and gentle. She felt an excitement, a sexual excitement that she didn’t understand. He was older than her father, much older. She shouldn’t feel that way with him. She could understand it if it was his boys. If only they’d pay attention to her, but she was only a freshman. It was as though she melted in front of Vale, crumbling before his overpowering presence. He didn’t scare her, she scared herself with him. Luckily, she had her parents to protect her.

When Vale saw Dawn, he felt the same stirrings he felt when he saw Sandy over fifteen years ago. It was scary that Dawn looked so much like her. After shaking William’s hand and kissing Sandy on her cheek, he went over to Dawn. “You’ve became a woman before my eyes,” Vale leaned over and put his arm around her waist. He drew her close to him as he kissed her gently on her neck. He felt a shiver go through her body.

Dawn felt comfortable with his hand on her waist, but it was his soft lips on her throat that sent shivers through her body. He pulled her closer, and her nipples turned into hard rocks the minute they touched his chest. His lips lingered for so long before he moved away from her. She could barely fill her lungs with air as her heart raced. She looked over at her parents, but they didn’t pay any attention to her and Vale. It was as if nothing happened. Maybe, it’s just my imagination.

They sat down for dinner after a short conversation in the living room. Vale sat next to Dawn, with Sandy and William across from him. As usual, Sandy’s dinner was delicious. She cooked down-home food with such flavor. They drank wine and Vale made sure that Dawn had a glass with them. The conversation was enlightening, Dawn told of her experiences as a new student at Wexter. His hand slid under the table and found her leg, but she didn’t miss a beat as she spoke, even when his hand found her naked leg beneath the short skirt she wore. There was no denying the effect he had on her. All could clearly see her hard nipples beneath the thin sweater she wore, sharp and pointed.

Sandy started to clear off the table, knowing what would happen now. First, she’d have to wait until Dawn left.

Dawn knew it was time to leave, but she felt something. Vale’s hand never left her leg. It was as though it weighed her down and she couldn’t move.

“Don’t you have somewhere to go, Dawn?” Sandy looked at Dawn when she made no attempt to get up and leave.

Vale got up reluctantly when he had to remove his hand from Dawn’s leg. He moved behind William. He put his hand on his shoulders as he looked up at Vale. “Do you think you can convince Dawn to stay for a while, William?” He saw the blank look in his eyes.

“Do you have to rush off, Dawn? You wouldn’t want to disappoint Vale, would you?” William’s voice was almost pleading.

Vale looked over at Sandy. He knew that she wouldn’t be so cooperative with Dawn. He’d have to do something about that.

“No, Dawn has to go.” Sandy began to panic. She saw the way Vale looked at Dawn. The same way he looked at her when he wanted his way with her. She couldn’t let him do that to her. She wouldn’t allow it. Vale moved next to her. She panicked when she saw his hand move toward her, just as he did to William. Vale’s touch made William so malleable. “No, please, not Dawn.” But, her words fell on deaf ears. One minute she pleaded with him, the next minute she felt a warmth flow over her body, so relaxed as if all the cares in the world were swept away.

Dawn couldn’t understand what happened. Vale had some power over her parents; both of them looked as though they stared into space and saw nothing. They sat in their chairs and looked at Dawn, but it was as though she wasn’t there. She saw Vale walk over to her, scared that he might do the same to her. “What have you done to them?” Her voice tremored in fear.

“There is nothing to worry about. They are fine. They won’t interrupt us.”

“Interrupt us?” What would he do?

“You know your father is asking for a great amount of money for his school from me. I have supported him in his endeavors for almost fifteen years. I’ve made him the man he is at Wexter with my generous contributions.”

“Yes, he is grateful, all of us are.” Her father always told her that it was because of Vale that Wexter became such a distinguished university, not as it was when he first took over.

“Your mother was more instrumental in his success than you can imagine. If it weren’t for her, William would’ve never received such generous contributions.”

Dawn was surprised. Her mother never mentioned that, neither did her father. He always said it was his great skills that did it. “What did she do?” She was almost afraid to ask the question, unsure she wanted the answer.

“Your mother had a way of pleasing me.”

“Please you. Was she like she is now?” What did Vale do to her? What did he mean by please him?

“No, she did it willingly. She did it all to make your father the success he is now. But, now, it’s different. She’d no longer be so willing to go along with what is needed. Are you ready to accept?”

“Me!” It shocked her.

“Yes, you. I have the future of your parents in my hands. I can continue with my generous help and contributions. Or, I can speak to the board about securing a new president for the university, one that is more in line with my needs and wants. I’m sure that they’ll be more than willing to go along with my recommendations, especially if I’m willing to back it up with a generous contribution and the help of my friends for the new business center.”

She knew he was right. The board would go along with anything he wanted. He had the power and the money. She looked over at her parents, but they stared blankly out. They wouldn’t be any help. It was up to her. She should ask what he wanted from her, but that was more than she wanted to know. It was the hardest word that ever came out of her mouth. “Yes.” She watched as he walked back over to her side of the table. He didn’t touch her, but he sat down next to her.

“Put your hands flat on the table, Dawn, and don’t move them.” He wasn’t surprised that she did it so quickly, but he saw the apprehension in her face. It made him more excited. He liked that she didn’t ask what he’d do to her, the unexpected was so much more exciting, and he had such lovely plans for her.

She was pushed away from the table, but her arms spread out far as she put her hands on the table. She’d be defenseless. She watched with trepidation as Vale moved his chair closer to her. He leaned near her, and then, she felt his hands on her leg. They were soft, touching her so lightly that she barely felt it, but she knew they were there. She looked down at his large hands, as they possessed her. One hand moved off her leg, and she felt it touch her belly, but it wasn’t still; it rubbed her flesh but continued to move up. She straightened her back, not sure why, for it thrust out her breasts as though she waited for his hand to touch them. It was as though all of this took place in slow motion. Her parents looked at her, but instead of saying something as Vale’s hand slid toward her breast, they smiled. It didn’t take long before she felt his fingers on the soft side of her breast as they slowly crept up until one hand cupped her breast. It was so surreal to have him cup her breast so openly as her hands trembled on the table.

“Such firm, youthful breasts, Dawn. Just as your mother’s were fifteen years ago.” Vale brought his other hand up until both of them cradled her firm breasts. The tips puckered to such hardness and stood out boldly beneath her sweater. His hands began to squeeze them but softly.

His hands weren’t harsh and eager like some of the boys she went out with. Vale took his time, inspecting her breasts with his questioning hands. She arched her back more as if she tried to push them more firmly into his grasp or as if she wanted her aroused nipples to be touched. They throbbed with pounding blood in the tips. It was strange to submit to the fondling hands as her parents watched blankly. The fingers moved closer to her nipples, and she cried out softly when they touched them. The fingers were firm, tightening on her nipples with such unexplained pleasure. They swelled beneath his fingers in spite of his firm grip. He pinched harder, but it wasn’t pain she felt.

He saw the way she responded, sitting there submissively as his fingers played havoc with her nipples. He was eager to bare her breasts to his eyes. He gave her breasts a gentle squeeze and then deserted them. Her eyes followed his hands as they slid down to the edge of her sweater. He slowly drew it up, first baring her firm belly, then he caught gaze of a lacy, blue bra. He slowed down, revealing it inch by inch to tease himself. The bra was cut low so her generous cleavage was soon revealed. The bra was thin, which allowed for her nipples to push out so provocatively. “Raise your hands above your head,” he ordered her as he began to pull the sweater up over her head.

She couldn’t understand why she obeyed without question as Vale stripped her in front of her parents, but she soon felt the sweater slide up her arms. When it was gone, her hands went back to the table, face down. Her chest heaved as she struggled to contain her rapid breathing. She couldn’t believe that she allowed an older man to disrobe her and fondle her without consequences. She felt his hands return to her breasts; this time, she felt his hands touch her bare flesh that was revealed by the low-cut bra. It was so thin that she could feel everything as his fingers fondled her. He sought out her nipples, and this time, he squeezed them harder, but it wasn’t pain she felt, even when he twisted the trapped buds in his strong fingers.

Dawn felt him release her breasts, but then, he moved close to her, his face only inches from hers. She expected him to kiss her, unsure how she’d react to such an older man kissing her, but his mouth moved down to her neck, and she felt the excited shivers of pleasure run through her body as he nuzzled her flesh so expertly. She felt his hand slide around to her back, touching her naked skin as his hand moved up the small of her back. She knew where it was going, stopping only when it found her bra strap. He didn’t fumble with her bra as the boys did; his fingers opened it with such deft skill. She felt the pressure released on her bra as it opened. His hand moved beneath it as he pushed it to the sides. She felt his hand go into a fist and press into the small of her back. It forced her to arch her back, and she looked down to see her half-naked breasts pushed out so suggestively. Vale gazed down the front of her bra.

It was time to reveal her lovely breasts. He pushed the straps from her shoulders as he slowly peeled it away from her body. Soon, the cups pulled away to reveal her firm breasts and her perky nipples. He slid the bra down her arms, and she lifted up her hands long enough to slide it off, but then, they were back on the table. He saw her eyes look at her parents and then to her naked breasts and into his eyes. He saw the shame in her eyes, but she didn’t do anything to cover her breasts. Her back was still arched even though his hand was gone from her back.

“OOOHHH!” She cried out when one of Vale’s hands reached for her bare breast and grasped it firmly in his powerful hand. It felt like her nipple would explode the minute his palm encircled her nipple. He squeezed hard as she moaned in pleasure. He released it but only so his fingers could rub over the very tip of her nipple. She watched as he played his fingers over it as it swelled to such hardness that she thought it would burst, only then did he grip her nipple in his two fingers and pinch and twist it until it was gnarled by his fingers.

Her nipples were swollen, surrounded by large brown areolas just as her mother. He leaned over, and soon, his lips found one of her nipples and drew it into his mouth. His teeth trapped the nipple at the base, and his tongue went to work on rasping over the swollen ends with such delight. When he got a moan from her lips, he used powerful suction to draw her nipple deep in his mouth but lightly bit with his sharp teeth on the available flesh. She pushed her breast deeper into his mouth.

No one had ever sucked her breasts, but Dawn wasn’t sure why she didn’t let it happen before. It felt so good, his hot, wet mouth grasped her nipple and she felt the tip stretched so far from his powerful suction. But, it was his tongue that brought such pleasure. She’d expected it to be soft, but his tongue was rough and wet as it ran over her nipple, like sandpaper, but the pain was pleasure by the time it reached the depths of her breast. His other hand took to her other breast, and his fingers played across the nipple to keep it hard and erect. His mouth alternated from one to the other and Dawn cried out in such pleasure.

Vale pulled his mouth from her breast. He watched as she looked at her parents, but they smiled back at her with an approving gaze, or at least it looked that way. Dawn was confused, but her body responded.

She looked at Vale and wondered what he’d do to her next. It was a combination of fear and excitement that ran through her body. His hand slid up to her face, and she held still as his finger moved to her lips. His finger touched her lower and began to run around it, all the way to her upper lip and back down. She didn’t do anything as his finger became more demanding, pushing into her lips and moving around her lips once again, but this time, the tip of his finger moved inside her mouth. It forced her lips to open wider. She didn’t stop his finger from exploring her mouth. His finger touched her front teeth, and she opened her mouth wider to accept the probing finger. It touched her tongue, and she instinctively moved it away, but it was back, his finger halfway in her mouth, and it moved into wider circles as it forced her to open her mouth wider to accommodate it. His fingers became invasive as two of them entered her mouth and pushed in deep to run across her tongue. Fingers explored her cheeks, teeth and gums, but then, his fingers grabbed her tongue. It shocked her, but his grip was firm. She felt the saliva fill her mouth, her mouth open too wide until the saliva ran down her chin, yet she didn’t do anything to stop him.

“Tighten your lips around my fingers, Dawn.” Vale’s command was overpowering and causing her to obey. He felt her lips grip his fingers, and it made his cock jerk in such pleasure at the thought of her doing that to his cock. He didn’t know if she ever sucked a cock before, but what she lacked in talent, she could make up in enthusiasm.

She knew it was shameful what he made her do; sure that he tested her skills with her mouth. She feared that was what he’d want. Dawn had never taken a boy’s organ in her mouth. She barely touched one, never mind performing orally. Finally, he slid his fingers out but not before he made her use her tongue on them as if it were an organ. He moved his chair away from the table so there was more room. The next words shocked her back to reality. “Touch my cock, Dawn.” He sat back in the chair and waited.

She looked down, and she could make out the bulge in the front of his pants. She’d made him that way, and now, he expected her to do something about it, but she thought he would take her and that would be it. He’d spread her legs and put his organ inside her until he finished off. She didn’t expect that she’d have to do anything to him. She looked at her parents, first, her father then her mother.

“I’m glad that you and Vale are getting along so well, Dawn. I can see from his face that you make him happy.” The words from Sandy’s mouth were almost drone-like as if something inside her said them.

Her parents were no help. Dawn would have to do what Vale wanted in order to save her father’s job. She reached over to his lap with one hand. She saw his organ move before her fingers grasped it. It was so hard when her fingers curled around it, feeling it jump beneath her touch, but his pants kept it contained. She could feel it throb beneath her touch. She knew enough what to do, her fingers began to slide up and down the shaft. It was so big, bigger than anything she ever touched before, and she could feel it grow beneath her fingers.

Vale watched as Dawn began to explore his cock. He didn’t have to say a thing to her. She rubbed the shaft at first, but then, her other hand moved and grabbed the head between two fingers to trap it. He could feel her questing fingers as she sought out every detail of the head and shaft. He was surprised when her hand moved down between his legs and her fingers clasped around his balls. She squeezed so gently, as if she was afraid of breaking something, but her other hand continued to stroke the shaft of his cock.

Curiosity overcame shame for Dawn. Her hand went to Vale’s belt and opened it.

He looked at her, but he said nothing as she opened the button on his pants. He saw her small hands slowly draw the zipper down, and his cock jumped, only his shorts contained it. She pushed the sides of his pants open as she leaned over more intently as his cock was outlined in his shorts. He couldn’t stop the delightful contractions in anticipation of her touch.

She could make out the shape of his organ more vividly with only his shorts that covered it. She didn’t even touch it, yet it came alive so powerfully. She didn’t know if she’d be able to control it once it was free. Her fingers returned to it, but this time, there were only his thin shorts. She could feel how hot it was as her fingers began to explore it. She felt the shaft, not smooth, but the skin was loose, and she could feel thick veins run up the shaft. Her fingers slid up the shaft, and she felt the head. It was so much bigger, as though it was a hat that sat on the end of the shaft. Beneath it was a thick ridge, and his organ contracted violently when her fingers curled around it to grip it tighter. She smoothed his shorts over the head, and she saw the outline of the sloping head. At the very end of his cock, his shorts were wet. She squeezed harder beneath the head as she stroked the shaft and was rewarded with a bigger wetness on his shorts. She didn’t think she’d be able to do that until he came.

He delighted in the child-like way she explore his cock and balls. Her eyes never pulled away from it, and her hand and fingers never stopped moving. She explored every inch of it, including when her hand gripped his balls. This time, she took possession of them, her fingers curled around his ball sack and squeezed until he felt his balls trapped.

“Take off my shorts,” he ordered her. He was ready. He lifted his ass up from the chair so she could slide his pants and shorts down his legs. He wanted his cock free for her hands and mouth to pleasure him.

She couldn’t explain how she should be humiliated by what she did, but at the same time she found herself grow wetter. Her hand went into the waistband of his shorts, surprised that his abs were so firm, and it didn’t look like he had a drop of flab on him. Her eyes feasted on his organ as she peeled his shorts down until it was free. It jumped up excitedly, bouncing with such vigor as she pushed his shorts and pants to his ankles. She felt him push them off his ankles, but she was too eager to return to his organ. She looked at it in its naked splendor. She could no longer call it his organ. It was his cock, so big, hard and demanding. Her fingers curled around the shaft, barely able for her fingers to meet from its massive girth. The hot, pulsating flesh came alive in her hand as her fingers tightened their grip to contain it. She looked at it, the head smooth but a deeper red, and it glistened from his leaking fluids. The thick blue veins pulsated with his pounding blood along the long shaft and beneath the thick thatch of black, wiry hair lay his ball sack like a heavy bag of potatoes. Her hand began to slide along the shaft, taking long, tight strokes that coaxed out drops of cum from the end of his cock. Her other hand went to his balls and began to coax his juices from them. She was enthralled with his cock, unable to stop what she was doing. She continued to stroke him, and she heard his breathing become more rapid in his excitement. She couldn’t believe that her hand could inspire such lust in him. But then, she felt something that she feared. Her hand froze on his cock. It was Vale’s hand that touched her. It pressed up against the back of her head, his fingers spread out to encase it in a tight grip. Then, there was the pressure as he slowly forced her head down. She panicked when she saw where his hand led her. Her face moved closer to his crotch. Her hand held his cock up into the air like a spear. It was as though her hand knew what to do, but her mouth refused to obey.

“Lick it, Dawn, get it nice and wet. Then, I want to feel my cock slip through those soft, silky lips.” He felt her resist, but it didn’t take long before he felt her surrender. He felt her hot breath as her mouth moved closer to his cock. He’d soon feel the pleasure of his cock in her virgin mouth where he’d get his release.

She couldn’t stop him or herself. It was inevitable that she’d have to perform this task he asked of her. Her mouth was inches from his cock, standing up and waiting for her submission. She blew on the head of his cock and struggled with her hand to contain it as it jumped in her hand. Her tongue slipped out her mouth, licking her lips to get them wet for the inevitable but then holding her tongue out in front of her as she lowered her head. She felt his hand relax on the back of her head, but he never released her, always there to make sure of her compliance. Her tongue touched it first, but she forgot and her tongue touched the very tip. The tip was wet, and the minute her tongue touched it, it dripped out more of his juices. She could feel the hot fluid on her tongue, so thick. Then, the taste flooded her mouth with the brackish taste. She grimaced, but her tongue never retreated into her mouth. She had a chore to perform, and she’d do it. The more she licked the head, the more juices she coaxed out. Her hand began to stroke the shaft as she licked the smooth head. It was as though she masturbated his cock while she sucked him. She knew the predictable outcome. He’d cum in her mouth.

He enjoyed the sight before him. She was bent over his cock, naked from the waist up. Her hand stroked his cock with such pleasure, but it was her mouth that he lusted after. She licked the head, and now, she explored the soft underside of the helmet on his cock with her tongue. He couldn’t control the pleasure that raced through his body, and he continued to leak out more of his juices.

She licked everything but his balls, unable to try to get through the thick hair, but she licked the shaft, every inch of it from the hairs at the base all the way to the head. It was there, she opened her mouth wider, trying to gauge how big his cock was, but as soon as she lowered her head down more, she felt the hot flesh of his cock touch her lower lip and upper lip at the same time. Her mouth stretched wide as she tried to accommodate the thickness of his cock. The corners of her mouth were stretched taut, but she finally was able to move her head lower, and she felt the head of his cock touch her tongue. It made it jerk up and hit the roof of her mouth, but then, it bounced back down. She took a bit more of his cock in her mouth to try to control it as her lips began to grasp it as her hand had done, but it began to leak profusely onto her tongue.

Her hot, tight mouth was like a hot blanket around his cock. Her tongue began to move as if she’d done this a dozen times, but it still had an innocence about it as it explored his trapped cock in her mouth. “Back and forth, Dawn, move your head back and forth,” he urged her. She began to take more of his cock in her mouth. Her tongue worked tirelessly, running over his cock with such skill and determination.

The leaking cum in her mouth was still distasteful, but she learned to accept it. She was more concerned with the length of his cock. She barely took half of it in her mouth and already it plugged her throat when she pushed too far forward. Would he expect me to take it all? There was only one way to accommodate it; it would have to go into her throat. She thought that’s impossible, the head was too thick, her throat too small to allow it inside. Her only hope was if she could make him cum and end it. Her hand reached down to the shaft and stroked the shaft that wasn’t in her mouth. Her other hand went to his balls to grip and clench on his trapped balls in hopes that she could squeeze the cum from his balls. Her lips tightened, and her mouth moved urgently back and forth to give him the pleasure he required to cum. Her tongue continued to wash down his cock and slap back and forth across the head to coax the cum out.

“Yes, you suck my cock so well, Dawn. Your parents are proud of your skills. Not even your mother brought me such pleasure. You’ll soon make me cum, don’t disappoint me,” he warned her.

She knew exactly what he meant. She sucked, licked, stroked and squeezed as his pleasure built up in his body. She couldn’t believe his cock could grow bigger, yet it did. Her lips felt as though they’d tear, yet she never took his cock from her mouth. She heard his breathing speed up and his hand on her head tightened its grip. He didn’t want her to escape at the crucial moment. It shouldn’t have surprised her when he came, but it did. It wasn’t so much that he came in her mouth, it was that it was so copious. It shot out with such force to flood her mouth with his teeming cum, hot and thick cum that blanketed her tongue. She gagged, but she fought the urge to back off, afraid of what would happen if she did. There was no choice of what to do with the cum in her mouth. Her cheeks ballooned from the first powerful jet; she’d never take a second load without swallowing it. It was difficult to get the thick crème to go down. Even as she rid it from her mouth, she could feel the warm cum slowly drip down her esophagus. She had to contend with a second jet of cum, and her hand stroked his cock urgently to tease it out, not as powerful as the first but still abundant. She squeezed his balls for a third load of cum before she had to swallow the last mouthful, gulping loudly as she continued to stroke his shaft. How many times would he cum in my mouth?

It had been a long time since a woman had sucked the cum from his balls with such enthusiasm and skill. She had an innate skill that she inherited from her mother. He could hear her gasp, choke and gulp as she contended with his cum, but she never stopped pleasing him. Even when he finished, she still didn’t take his cock out of her mouth.

She waited for permission to take his cock out of her mouth. She wasn’t sure if he was finished. She expected his cock to get limp, but it was still hard, though not as hard and demanding as it was. It sat in her mouth, and if she moved her tongue the slightest, she could feel his cock move in excitement. She might have hated the taste of cum when she started, but now, she had no choice. Her mouth was covered it in, not as distasteful as it was.

“Lift up from my lap, Dawn. You were excellent,” he complimented her. When he could see her face, he saw her tongue lick the last of the cum on her shiny lips.

She was thankful she was done. She looked at her parents, and they smiled back at her as if they were proud parents. She looked over at Vale; he stood up, but he was still naked and his cock jutted out in front of him. How could he still have an erection?

“Lie down on the table, on your back, Dawn.”

“What?” She was stunned by his words.

“I’m not finished yet, Dawn. I’m just getting started with you.” Vale reached down and stroked his growing erection.





Chapter 9


Dawn Possessed


She had no choice as to what he’d do as she laid down on the table. She turned her head and saw her parents look at her, but they didn’t see her half-naked body stretched out on the table as if she were a lamb ready for slaughter. She’d be taken on the dining room table where she had so many meals. It would be a painful reminder in the future to eat at the same table where she was defiled. Vale moved closer, and his hand kept stroking his cock, making it bigger and harder. She have to give him his pleasure once again, afraid that it would go between her legs before he was finished. She never took a boy inside her, though she’d lost her hymen many years ago. She didn’t know why she cherished her virginity so long. Now, it would be taken from her by someone she never expected.

Vale went to her knees, and she soon felt his eager hands as they ran along her legs from her knees, slowly up her thighs until they slid under her skirt. He pushed out on her thighs as he rubbed them slowly, forcing her legs to spread open and allow him complete access to what lay beneath her skirt. She felt his fingers tickle along the edges of her panties, and she shuddered from the wetness they provoked. Her skirt slid up high above her waist, but then, Vale made short work of opening up the button and sliding down the zipper. He yanked her skirt off her legs with such haste. His hands returned, but this time, they pressed across her panties. She sucked in her breath when his powerful fingers gripped the lips of her pussy and squeezed them tight. He kept them pinned between his fingers as he pulled on them. No one had ever touched her like this, so harshly, yet it was pleasure she shamefully felt.

Her panties soon got wet as his fingers pinched, prodded, and tugged on her pussy lips. Her legs spread wider without him asking, and soon, his hand slid between her legs and grasped her pussy as one might grip a baseball. His fingers dug into the flesh as her ass arched up from the table. His fingers moved as he grasped her pussy, one finger slid between her puffy lips, and her panties were soon soaked beneath his firm grip on her moist, inner lips.

The finger between her pussy lips found her clit. The tip of his finger firmly pressed the swollen, aroused button into her pubic bone to grind it back and forth. What should be pain sent shivers of lust deep between her legs. Her ass rose up from the table, not to get away but to drive his hand harder into her pussy. Suddenly, his hand deserted her, and she found herself balanced precariously in the air, her ass pushed up high.

Vale used the convenience of her ass off the table to yank her panties down her legs. He slid them off with ease as his eyes gazed at her naked pussy for the first time. Her bush was neatly trimmed, but now, it glistened with her arousal. Her legs stayed spread, and he could make out the pink, wet inner lips in spite of her tight lips.

“AAAAHHHH!” His fingers touched her naked pussy and shocked her senses, yet she kept her legs spread for him obediently. One large finger pushed between her pussy lips and slid up and down her slit until it was wet with her juices.

Her pussy lips curled around his finger as he rubbed up her slit to drench his finger. With two fingers of each hand, he pulled apart her pussy lips and stretched her wings wide until all of her pink, wet inner lips were exposed. He pinched her wet, oily lips tight to keep them from escaping.

She never felt so exposed before. Vale gazed into her most intimate body, and she did nothing to stop him. He released her lips, but then, she felt his finger move back. It moved down her slit, and she felt it nuzzle against the opening of her pussy.

His finger prodded her pussy, testing to see if she still had a hymen. She didn’t stop him, so his finger slowly penetrated the hot, tight hole. He pushed the tip of his finger in and found no resistance, so he probed deeper. He soon had his finger all the way inside. She might not have a hymen, but she was extremely tight. If she had a man inside her, he must have been very small. “Tighten on my finger, Dawn.”

It was a humiliating act he wanted her to perform, yet she did as he requested. She squeezed her inner pussy muscles and clenched on the finger that invaded her. She released it but then did it again. She knew she’d have to do that when he fucked her. He’d want her to respond to his cock and give him pleasure with her tight, virgin pussy.

It was time to move on. “Turn over onto your belly.”

She looked at him, confused on what he wanted, but his hands already began to guide her until she found herself on her side, and then, his hand was on her back and pushed her down until the table pressed into her hard nipples. She didn’t know what he wanted so she didn’t move.

Vale grabbed one ankle and spread it to the edge of the table. Then, he did the same to the other. Her ass cheeks opened up wide as well as her pussy peeked out from between her spread legs. No one noticed that he put the bottle of salad oil from dinner on the side table before it was cleared off. He had a use for it. He looked at her firm buttocks, so inviting. Her head was turned away, so he acted while she was unprepared.

“SMMMACCK!” The sound rang out in the room, and it took only a second before the burning pain hit her buttock. She turned her head to gaze at Vale, a shocked look on her face as she tried to figure out what she did wrong to deserve such treatment. This time, she saw it, his hand rose up, and she saw it come down. Her other buttock was treated the same harsh way. It stung all the way to the bone, but it also drove her pussy into the hard, wooden table, and as she squirmed in pain, it sent mixed signals between her legs. She cringed when she felt his hand on her buttocks, clenching her cheeks tight defiantly, but his hand was tender.

“Don’t clench your ass, or I’ll spank it again,” his voice ordered her. He gripped one of her buttocks and soon felt her surrender. The crack of her ass slowly opened up as her muscles relaxed. “Hold still,” he warned her as he picked up the bottle of oil. He tilted it over the small of her back until the thick oil began to pour out.

“AAAAWWWW!” The cold and wetness shocked her. She saw him pour oil on her back, the same oil she had on her salad. She felt the oil run down her back, and then, she shivered when it slid along her crack. It picked up speed as it rolled over her anus and then touched her pussy. What is he going to do to me?

He began to rub the oil into her back but then moved over the swell of her buttocks. He rubbed her buttocks as he slid the oil over them until they glistened, smooth and silky. He noticed the she made no attempt to clench her buttocks. She learned well and quickly. Soon, the other hand joined in, and while he rubbed her buttocks, he also pulled them apart and gazed lustily at the tiny brown anus that peeked out between her white buttocks. It was so small and vulnerable. Her anus began to go into spasms as he kept her cheeks parted rudely.

His hands rubbed her buttocks, and they were harsh, but she wondered why he oiled them up. She knew he could see her intimately when he yanked apart her cheeks until they were stretched taut, but it was the flutter she felt in her anus that made her fearful. She knew he could see all, including the way the muscles of her anus went into uncontrollable spasms.

His fingers slid between her legs, two fingers plunged into her pussy with ease, slick with oil in spite of the tight hole. Her ass arched up as soon as she was impaled on his fingers. He twisted and turned them as he pushed them in and out. Her pussy lips clung to his fingers with such intensity. “You are so tight, Dawn. Relax now,” he warned her.

She feared his warning. Why do I have to relax? What is he going to do to me? He pulled his fingers out of her pussy, but they slid up her crack. She felt the shameful touch of his firm finger on her anus, but it moved up and then down again as he impaled her pussy once again. His hand moved quicker, in and out of her pussy then up her crack, but they slowed down as they passed through her crack. She felt his finger press harder on her anus, making it oiled as it passed over it, but then, it was back, two fingers pushed against the hesitant muscles of her anus, sending them trembling in spasms.

He worked his fingers over her anus, enjoying the way her muscles went into uncontrollable spasms when he touched her there, yet she didn’t do anything to stop him. His fingers continually reamed out her pussy, pushing in deep and finding the right spots that made her wet with desire. Then, it was out, back up to her anus, but now, he spent more time rubbing across the tiny hole with one or two fingers that pressed against the tight muscles.

His fingers were slick and powerful, sending forbidden tremors to her anus. She couldn’t stop his fingers from forcing her anal ring to open under the hard probing of his fingers. It didn’t hurt, but it was the humiliation of being touched in such a place that shamed her. She didn’t know why he did it, but she knew that she couldn’t resist him. She was his or her father would pay for her disobedience. His fingers became assertive, pressing into the center of her anus, and she felt her anal ring forced to open under the harsh probing. The tip of his finger wiggled back and forth until she suddenly gasped in surprise. “EEEEHHH!” The tip of his finger suddenly plunged into her anus, pushing ruthlessly inside until she felt it touch the reluctant muscles in her rectum. She clenched her muscles in an instinctive manner, but it only trapped his finger.

“So hot and tight, Dawn. Has any man been in this tight, virgin hole?”

“NNO, NOOO!” She shouted it out adamantly, turning to look at her parents when she realized how loud she protested. They both smiled at her.

“Such a good girl,” William praised his daughter.

“No, please don’t, take out your finger,” she begged, but she felt another finger enter her pussy at the same time, impaled in two holes at once. It was as though they tried to meet somewhere deep inside her body. They both began to move, pressing in deeper. She felt his hard, bony knuckles force her anal ring to open wider. It still didn’t hurt, just unpleasant. They began to move relentlessly inside her, but it was the finger in her backside that bothered her the most. It was unnatural to be touched in such a place, yet Vale seemed to take pleasure in it. His finger explored her backside intimately going as deep as he could, then he twisted his fingers and made her feel the knuckles push against the soft elastic walls injh her backside.

He loved her tight ass and knew he’d have difficulty the first time he took her, but the challenge made it more exciting.

The fingers pulled out, rubbing over her buttocks, but then, they were back. Her pussy was deserted, but the fingers pressed hard against her anus. His finger had already breached the hole and made it slick, too slick for her to stop another penetration, but this time, it burned as her anus stretched too wide. “That hurts,” she begged, but Vale continued to push into the depths of her bowels, twisting and turning his fingers as they plunged in and out. She refused to look behind her, but she knew it must be more than one finger in her bowels. Her anal ring was stretched so tight around the fingers, and her insides cramped around them. But, Vale was persistent, plunging in and out of her bowels.

She cried out again, but this time, she turned around to see. It looked like his whole hand was plunged up her into her bowels, but she knew it was probably three fingers. He felt them move inside her, twisting and turning to stretch her, fearing why he did such a thing. Why would he want to put his fingers in such a wicked place?

Vale stroked his cock, knowing he couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled his fingers reluctantly from her ass hole, watching as the hole slowly closed. “Get on your hands and knees,” he ordered her. He helped to arrange her, spreading her legs when they weren’t far enough apart and pushing down on her back until her face touched the table and she stared at the blank looks on her parents face.

She knew that she was about to be fucked, ashamed that it would be in such a degrading position, doggy style as if she was an animal to be mated. She saw him climb on the table behind her, naked with one hand stroking his erection. She felt his hands on her hips, digging his fingers into her flesh as he held her still. There was no doubt that it was his hard, hot cock that rubbed on her flesh from behind. She felt the thick head rub along her slit from behind, pushing apart her lips by sheer force. Now, she understood the oil that he rubbed in her pussy. He was getting her ready to receive his big cock. The cock slid along her pussy, pausing at the entrance as she braced for the initial penetration. He was so much bigger than his fingers, and she’d have to stretch to adjust to his girth. Then, she felt him move his cock away. It moved back up her backside, along her crack. She shuddered when it stopped on her anus. It was so big and hard, overpowering the tiny hole with its massive girth. She waited for him to push it back down, but she felt something else. His hands dug into her hips harder, pulling her ass higher up into the air, and then, she felt the push of his hips.

He had to grip the shaft of his cock as it sat on her anus. In spite of its hardness, it was too long, bending when her anus refused entrance without considerable thrusting. He pushed harder as his cock fought its way through her tight anal ring.

“NO, you got it in the wrong place,” she cried out in warning.

“Hold still, don’t pull away or else,” he warned her.

She felt his hips push harder, and his cock had success. She couldn’t believe that he wanted to put his cock in such a hole, but he did nothing to pull it out. He was too big for such a tiny hole, but his hands on her hips forced her ass up into the air as if she were offering up her ass hole for penetration. “Please, not there, no, no,” she cried, but her anal ring was losing the battle as it slowly stretched over the head of his cock. It burned as more of the head of his cock breached the tight hole. Vale was insistent as he continued to try to drive his massive cock inside her.

“I’m going to enjoy that tight, virgin hole, Dawn. Hold still!” He looked down to see the head of his cock slowly swallowed up in the tiny hole. Her anus stretched wide, and he had over half of the head inside now, but he was eager to get it firmly embedded. He gave a sharp shove, and it felt like her ass hole surrendered and sucked the head of his cock inside her ass. It slipped in with such ease, but from the sound of her cry, it wasn’t the case for her.

“OOOOWW!” It felt like a giant rock was shoved into her guts. It stretched her rectum and pushed hard against the muscles that tried to fight it off. He made his cock twitch, which stretched her more.

Each time he made his cock twitch inside her, her muscles would tighten in reflex, bringing such pleasure to him. It felt like the head of his cock was trapped in a hot, tight hole that pulsated with pleasure on his flesh. Her muscles rippled so delightfully on his cock. “Relax, there is much more for you to enjoy,” he teased her.

“NO, no, no…” she cried out when she felt his cock push harder inside her. He grunted as he exerted himself to drive more of his cock in her guts. The thick head stretched her as he pushed in deeper, but her anal ring snapped tight around the shaft like a tight rubber band as it slowly impaled her. It was just as intense when he pulled his cock out, but it was only temporary. She squeezed her inner muscles, fearing she’d have an accident when he pulled out, but it only inspired his cock to greater hardness and desire. He pushed in again, this time he went in deeper before her muscles could put up enough of a fight. It became a game that she lost; his cock took her inch by painful inch. Her insides clenched around his cock, cramping her stomach when he went in too deep. Pulling out was just as bad as going back in, her anal ring stretched to the breaking point as he continued to bore into the depths of her bowels.

Her ass hole was everything he expected it to be and more. She might have cried out initially, but except for grunts when he pushed in harder, she took his cock inch by inch. He watched as each inch of the shaft slowly was engulfed in her ass hole. He felt the enjoyable pleasure of her anal ring as it slid up and down his shaft.

“OOOHHH!” She grew dizzy as he continued to burrow his cock into her guts. It felt like a giant log being shoved inside her, but this one came alive, jerked and shuddered as it bore to the very depths of her bowels. He was ruthless in his pursuit, and she had no choice but to accept every inch of his cock. She wished he’d taken her pussy instead of her ass.

He finally bottomed out in her guts; his cock shuddered in such pleasure as her ass muscles gripped his cock in such tightness. He couldn’t wait any longer; he began to pull his cock out, dragging it out with difficulty. He heard her groan, but that didn’t stop him until the head of his cock was trapped by her anal ring. If he withdrew any further, his cock would escape her ass hole. Instead, he reversed course, digging his hands into her hips to steady her as he drove with his hips.

“OOOOWWW!” She felt the powerful thrust of his cock back inside her, beating her muscles into submission as he drove his entire cock to the depths of her guts. This time, he didn’t stop, ripping it out then shoving it back in. He began to pick up a rhythm as he fucked her ass. She couldn’t believe he would want to do such a thing, but his cries of pleasure rang out in the room each time he bottomed out in her guts. She knew there was only one outcome for this. She began to tighten her muscles when he pulled out, clenching on his cock as though she didn’t want it to leave, but she only hoped to inspire him enough to cum inside her. It would shame her when he came in a hole that wasn’t built to accept such an organ, but it would end her misery. She only hoped that this would end, and he wouldn’t want her again.

“Yes, that’s it, Dawn. Give me a nice ride.” Vale wouldn’t last much longer. Dawn gave him so much pleasure. He began to take her faster and the pleasure built up in his body.

She felt and heard the shameful slapping of his balls when he bottomed out in her ass. She clenched and tightened on his cock, urging him to finish off. It no longer hurt, but it was the shame of being taken in such a place that made it difficult. She hated to admit it, but she felt something as his cock rode up and down her insides. She never expected to feel anything, but his cock rippled along her anal ring, and her inner muscles made them tingle. She tried to ignore it.

He cried out when he pushed to the depths of her bowels. His cock twitched, and then, he couldn’t contain it any longer. He shot out a powerful blast of cum that bathed her guts. When he shot, her insides reacted instinctively, clutching his cock as though she tried to extract more cum. She was successful, shooting a second time as he ripped his cock back out, only to push back in, easier now that it slid along on his cum. Before he reached bottom, he jetted more cum as her muscles rippled with such pleasure.

She felt the hot crème fill her guts, but at least it was ending. His cock slid easier along her wet passage. The smell of cum and sex filled the air, but her parents only looked blankly at them with smirks on their faces. She felt the relief when he pulled his cock from her ass. It took long minutes before it actually felt as though it was gone. “What about my parents?”

“Why don’t you grab a shower, and then, go out. They won’t know a thing by the time you get home. Not even that you saved your father’s job.”

“Okay,” eager to get out before he wanted her again. But, she knew that this wouldn’t be the end of it. The next time her father wanted money from Vale, it would be Dawn that would seal the deal with her body. As much as she dreaded the thought, there was also a bit of excitement. Vale took her as no man would have.





Chapter 10


Spring Break


“Do you want to get out of the campus for spring break?” Cassandra was eager to go home for the week, but she wanted Ravenna to come along. Her brothers wouldn’t be home, they were going to Florida for spring break.

“Are your brothers going to be home?” She didn’t want them there. If gone and her magical mystery cock reappeared, at least she’d know it wasn’t them.

“No, they left for Florida this morning and won’t be back for a week. I’m sure they will find more than enough pussy to fuck,” Cassandra said crudely.

* * * *

True to her word, the brothers never made an appearance. No one did and that disappointed Ravenna. Each night, she dreamed of the long cock that would possess her mouth, but each morning, she woke up wet and unfulfilled. But, before the end of the day, Cassandra would excite her body with ropes and such new things to tease the pleasure from her. Then, Ravenna would have to pleasure Cassandra. Ravenna found that she liked that more, bound and made to pleasure another with her mouth, hands or pussy, sometimes all three.

Thursday morning, they both woke up and had a quick breakfast. Ravenna noticed that Cassandra seemed distracted or in a hurry, but she didn’t say a word. As Ravenna cleaned up the dishes, Cassandra spoke to her.

“I have to get something from the car. I’ll be right back.” Cassandra didn’t wait for an answer; she quickly left the kitchen.

Ravenna heard the front door slam shut as she finished cleaning up the dishes and the kitchen. She sat down and had another cup of coffee, waiting for Cassandra to return, but she didn’t. It was strange, so she got up and went to the front door. She opened it and Cassandra’s car was gone. Where the hell did she go without saying a word?

Ravenna tried her cell, but all she got was Cassandra’s voice mail. Not even a text message got a response. She should be worried, but she wasn’t, though she wasn’t sure why not. She hoped that something else would happen and that was the reason she was gone. Then, she heard it. It sounded like a noise down the hallway. The hallway was long, and Ravenna had checked out all the rooms when she first visited, all except for one. As she walked to the end of the hallway, she saw a crack of light come from one of the rooms. She knew it was Vale’s office, the only room she never entered, the room that Cassandra never entered. Do I dare to go inside? She pressed up near the door, but she didn’t hear a thing. She jumped, startled by the sound of a man’s voice.

“Come in, Ravenna. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.” Vale sat in the chair, his cock hard in anticipation. He hoped that she was just as excited.

She had never heard or seen Vale before, only heard of him, but she pushed the door open. She expected to find a man at least sixty years old or so frail and delicate, but that is not what confronted her. In the leather chair; facing the door was a vibrant man, fit and muscular, and he didn’t look much older than mid-forties. How could that be? He’d supported Wexter University for over fifteen years. Did his wealth help him preserve his youthful look? She looked around the room as he looked at her.

Vale eyed her lovely body once again. Cassandra had made sure she wore a short skirt, her legs naked. She had a thin pullover on, and she was obviously without any need of a bra. She must have worn it for Cassandra as it was light colored, and there was no mistaking the dark brown areolas that were so clearly visible as were the two rock-hard nipples that began to form. He hoped it was him that made her excited.

Ravenna took in the room; it was definitely a man’s room. It was covered in wood, with large bookcases covering one wall, all filled with books, and the smell of leather book bindings permeated the room. There was a large antique desk on one side of the room with chairs clustered around it to show the importance of the one that sat behind it. Her body shuddered when she caught the object on the other side of the room. Her pussy grew wet as she licked her lips in anticipation. There was a large table made of solid wood. It was covered in an inch-thick leather cushion. It was about waist high. It had to be about five feet long and three feet wide, but there was no doubt of its purpose. In all four corners were black iron rings and straps of leather hung from them. It would hold a body, but it wasn’t long enough to fully support a body. Either the feet or the head would hang over. It wasn’t lost on her that at the head of it, the side was covered in a thick leather pad, and it looked like a leather pillow would cushion the neck. If so, then the head would be staring straight back at one of the walls instead of the ceiling. She finally looked back at him, and he stared at her. She saw his dark eyes, and it was as though he could read her every thought. But, as she looked into them, she felt as though she could read his every thought. What she read scared her and excited her.

“I’m Vale, but you already know that.”

“Yes,” she said calmly. “I suspect that we’ve met before.”

“You’re very observant.”

“No, you just told me with your mind.”

“I’ll have to be careful. You’re the first to be able to do that.” He never had anyone that could peer into his soul. Could this be the one?

She looked over at the table and back to him. “It should make it easier and less chance of either of us being misunderstood.” He might be twice her age, but it made no difference to her. She knew there was a destiny in this. She suspected that he knew before she did, and he had Cassandra seek her out. Cassandra had done her job well. She had enlightened Ravenna to such possibilities. Ravenna thought about how she had visions of a thick cock, and then, it happened. She had made it that way. Her thoughts went to a long cock, a foot of cock. She’d have to take it, and the table was built for just that. It would enforce her submission with bondage. She’d have no choice in it. She’d serve his pleasure.

Vale felt his cock stir. “Yes, that is correct, Ravenna. I can feel it grow as you mind conjures it.”

She looked down at his lap, his legs spread slightly. The bulge in his pants got more pronounced. She imagined it in her mind, inch after inch; it grew to what she desired, what he desired.

“Undress so I may gaze at your beauty.” He stared into her eyes.

“Yes, Sir,” she said obediently. She knew she’d soon be bound naked on the table and her mouth penetrated for his pleasure. She kicked off her shoes, and then, she began to take the pullover off, but she did it slowly. She saw his hand go into his lap. She felt the tingle in her nipples as she slid the pullover over them and put it down on the table. Her hands reached up and ran over the very tips to tease them into tempting hard tips. She saw his hand begin to move slowly on his cock.

His cock could barely be contained in his pants much longer. He’d have to release it soon. He saw her lovely breasts, eager to fondle them while her mouth worked its magic on his cock. He watched as she grabbed the hem of her skirt, pulling it up but only so her hands could go beneath it. In seconds, her panties lay at her ankles as she kicked them away. She slowly drew her skirt up once again, teasing him with her naked legs as they were revealed. She stopped just short of her pussy, holding it there as his hand move more urgently now. “Take out your cock first,” she teased him.

Vale was as eager as she was. He stood up and took off his shirt in haste. He opened his pants but slid the zipper down slowly, giving her some of her same medicine, teasing her. He kicked off his shoes as he released his pants to let them fall to his ankles. He kicked them aside. He reached for his cock, rubbing it through his briefs. It grew bigger, so big that the head began to peek out the top of his shorts, no longer able to contain it. He wondered how long she’d desire it to be.

“Continue,” she taunted him as she fluttered the hem of her skirt, flashing him the briefest glimpses of her pussy. She had never done such a thing before, and she felt such power.

Vale lowered his shorts, and she gazed at the magnificent cock that his hand held out in front of him like a spear. It still retained its girth, but now, it was so long. Yet, her mind was still not satisfied; it conjured up another inch or two. The thought of it in her mouth made her mad with desire to be used in such a manner by him. Once she was bound, she’d no longer have the power; he’d have it all. “Stroke it,” but her hands already pulled her skirt above her waist. She parted her legs for him. She felt the wetness flow between her pussy lips as he stared at her pussy while his hand stroked his cock to greatness. She finally yanked her skirt down until she stood naked before him. Then, she did the unthinkable. She turned around, her back to him, but her head turned to watch his response. She spread her legs wider and then reached back and pulled her cheeks apart until she was obscenely exposed from her anus to her pussy. She felt the pucker of her anus try to clench tight, but her fingers kept her crack open. Her virgin pussy tightened as if she desired that foot-long cock inside her, though she knew that it wouldn’t accommodate more than half of it. She wasn’t ready to give up her virginity yet.

“It’s time for the table, Ravenna.”

“Yes, it is.” She walked over to the table and stood by it. “You’ll have to guide me.”

“I’ll always be there to guide you, Ravenna. Lay down on the table, on your back. Your head will hang over the edge.” He moved to the head of the table as she climbed on. He heard her sweaty body squeak along the leather pad as she moved toward him. He grasped her head as she squirmed more towards him.

She felt his hands on her head as she looked up at the ceiling. She had a hard time getting her naked body to slide on the leather, but she soon felt her head slide off the edge of the table as Vale cradled it in his capable hands. He began to lower her head as she slid back farther until she stared up at his cock that jutted out in front of him. It had grown to almost a foot long. The head was a deep red, and his hand had enticed out his leaking cum to make it glisten in the light. The head was quite formidable, almost two inches of thick, smooth cock that capped the ten-inch shaft. She saw his balls hang down between his legs, covered in a thatch of black hair.

When he had her in position, he began to secure her. He started with her arms to pull them down the sides of the table until it made her back arch unnaturally, thrusting out her lovely tits so boldly. He tied the leather straps around her wrists to secure her. Then, he worked on her legs. He made sure they were spread wide and bound tight. She wouldn’t escape his tongue. Now, he went to work to secure her head. He tilted her head down until her throat was in a straight line. It would aid the penetration of her throat by his cock. He secured a leather strap around her neck, tight enough to enforce her obedience but not enough to choke her. His cock would do that chore. Another strap went around her forehead to stop her from turning her head to the side to escape. Vale put the small step on the floor beneath her head. It would allow him to be taller so he could drive his cock straight down her throat without any difficulties.

She found her body secured far more than she expected. She couldn’t move her head an inch, and her arms and legs were bound tight. She was defenseless and alone in the house. She began to fear the inevitable. Could I suffocate on his cock in my throat? Would he continue in spite of it, wanting only his pleasure?

“Open your mouth.” The command was simple, and she obeyed immediately.

She opened her mouth wide. She knew from the last time when she conjured his thick cock that she’d have to be open wide. She felt him place the head of his cock on her wetly parted lip. All she could see was the long shaft that would soon enter her mouth and throat. She wished she hadn’t eaten breakfast, fearing she might vomit if she choked and gagged too much, yet she figured that would do little to dampen his eagerness. His cock felt so hot, the throbbing flesh pulsated with life on her lips. She opened her mouth wider to contain the broad head, swollen with lust. She breathed heatedly and tenderly on it, allowing the hot air from her mouth to flow over the moist head of his cock with a maddening slowness.

His cock shook excitedly when she blew on it. “Suck it,” he groaned lewdly, eager to feel her use her mouth on his cock.

She looked up to see his rigid shaft stretched out above her, impatient for her mouth. She felt him push with his hips, and the smooth head of his cock breached her lips and touched her tongue. The moment it did, it leaked out onto her tongue to stain it with the first of his profuse cum that would soon flood her. She knew what to do to please him. Her pink tongue slipped over the ultra-sensitive tip of his throbbing cock, circling it with such deliberation, feeling the rubbery flesh beneath her touch. She heard him groan in pleasure, knowing it was her cruel teasing that did it. She tightened her lips around the head as Vale pushed all of the head through her lips. She sucked in with powerful pressure as her tongue danced over the head.

It felt like she tried to suck the cum from his balls, her lips so tight around his cock. It felt too good. He slammed his loins with the strength of a ram and fed another three inches of cock through her tight lips until the head banged at the back of her mouth with a thud.

“GGLLLUPPP!” The suddenness shocked her and made her choke as the rubbery head of his cock slammed into the tiny opening of her throat with such power. His cock slid over the pool of warm saliva on her tongue to aid its penetration with such ease. She closed her eyes to keep from choking. Spit filled her clogged mouth, but she pulled her tongue from beneath the heavy cock that pinned it to the bottom of her mouth and tried to bathe his cock. Her lips shaped around the shaft of his cock to give him the pleasure he demanded.

“Your mouth is like the fire from Hell.” Vale’s voice was coarse and thick with passion. Each time he took her mouth deeper, she grew more experienced and energetic. He began a slow, rhythmic rippling of his hips to drive his cock continually in and out her tight, talented lips.

She sensed the strange excitement of submission that she’d felt before when he took her when she was bound. She’d never seen his face before, debased by a nameless cock, but now, she sucked the cock of a man that was two or three times her age. She felt a masochistic thrill of her mouth being used by him. She swished her tongue around the shaft, feeling the thick veins pound with his blood as he began to leak his thick, acrid cum onto her tongue. Thrills of pleasure permeated her body, as his thrusts in her mouth grew quicker and harsher. His cock banged harshly against her throat each time, making her gag and choke, but he withdrew just as quickly, but then, he was back again. She clamped her lips tight around the shaft as it slid through her silky lips. She knew that eventually he’d pump a full load of his white, hot cum into her mouth and flood her gullet but not before he’d gotten his pleasure from her throat muscles around his cock.

He shoved harder this time, and his cock shoved deep into her mouth. This time, he wouldn’t be denied his pleasure. His cock slammed into her tiny throat, but he held it still, pressing with his hips as he heard her gag. He shoved a bit harder, and he was rewarded when she choked on his cock. Her mouth opened so wide that he thought her lips would tear, but he took advantage of her discomfort to breach her gullet for the first time. He looked into her tear-stained eyes as he got another gag from deep in her throat, but the head of his cock already had success in breaching the tight hole. It felt like his cock head was trapped in an iron vise, but Vale was beyond reason, only seeking out more of her throat for the remainder of his cock to breach. She had wished for a foot of cock, and he’d make sure she got everything she wished for.

Her stomach turned as she choked and gagged, but he refused to pull back, Ravenna was forced to swallow inch after inch of his cock. She struggled not to vomit and choke to death, but she had no control over the situation. He used her mouth and now her throat without consequences. She knew she wouldn’t be rid of his cock from her throat until his body pushed against her soft lips and sealed them tight.

He forced her tantalizing mouth on his swollen cock, pressing the heated tip of his cock into the tight breach of her throat. The muscles of her throat tried to push him out, but all it did was make his cock swell with such pleasure and urge his hips to drive more into her gullet until his long cock would breach her stomach. He began to thrust back and forth in her throat, rasping harshly, but he never pulled free.

She choked and gagged, but sound barely escaped her lips. His cock filled every bit of her mouth, and now, it inched down her throat. It felt like sandpaper as it rasped up and down her throat, the flexing muscles of her throat never stopped as they ran over his cock, as though it was her soft hand stroking it. His body slid higher over her head as he fed more of his cock down her throat, almost suffocating her, but she couldn’t move an inch or say a word. “JGGGUUHHH,” were the only sounds that slipped from her stretched lips.

It took a long time, but he finally made it, or he should say she finally made it. He pushed his abdomen against her face as he pinned her against the side of the table. He flexed his cock in her mouth and throat, but it barely moved, her throat too tight around it. He could hear her labored breathing as she tried to suck air through her nostrils, but the rippling muscles of her throat on his cock ran up and down like a musician playing an instrument with such skill and talent.

Her head grew dizzy as she tried to fill her air-starved lungs. She had done it, taken all of his cock in her mouth and her throat. She felt his prickly pubic hairs rub against her soft lips so lewdly. Then, he began to move his hips once again, but only an inch pulled out of her throat before he pushed back in again. She was sure that it was her fault; her throat muscles gripped his cock so possessively that he couldn’t extract his cock unless she could find a way to relax her muscles. Just then, she felt something different. It was as if he climbed on her face, higher up and his cock deep inside her again, but his cock felt bent. Then, she felt fingers peel apart her pussy lips. She could imagine in her head that his body spilled over hers, all while he kept his cock in her mouth and throat. It was the hot touch of a tongue on her pussy, just as Cassandra had done to her. It began to lick her so passionately, but all the while, his hips began to move with such vigor, drawing his cock up and down her throat. The pleasure she felt from his tongue made her throat muscles surrender, and his cock had unencumbered access to her throat. He began to rip his cock up and down her throat, all without fully taking it out. Her tongue began to swirl passionately around the shaft in her mouth in hopes of pleasing him as he did to her.

He ate her as he fucked her mouth and throat. She still choked and gagged, but her lips and tongue worked miracles on his cock as it slid in and out. He found her clit, and when he sucked it deep into his mouth, her tongue went crazy on his cock. He continued to arouse her passion as she brought him the pleasure he wanted. He had her at his mercy now. She’d do as he wished. He started to slam his cock in and out of her mouth with blazing speed, but it wouldn’t be her throat that would receive his seed.

She struggled to keep from strangling on his cock, but he built her pleasure up until she had no control over her body any longer. She was a vessel for him; ultimately, she’d receive his cum in appreciation for her pleasure.

He reluctantly pulled his cock from her throat, hearing her harried breathing as she struggled to fill her lungs, but her oval lips were still wrapped tight around his cock as he continued to plunge his cock in and out of her trapped mouth. His mouth continued to torture her virgin pussy with such pleasure, keeping her on the edge of pleasure until he was ready. Vale knew one of them would have to yield first, and it was Ravenna that surrendered to the pleasure first. He sensed the wild convulsions of her body and the muffled cries that escaped from her speared lips by his cock. He bit her clit and sent her over the edge.

Her orgasm shattered her body. “AAGGMMLLL,” she cried out.

Vale joined in when he heard her cry of pleasure. Great swirls of burning heat shot up from his balls and spilled into her sucking mouth. He felt her mouth cling to his cock hungrily as his burning seed flooded her mouth.

He bucked on her mouth as if he were a demon gone mad with desire. Her cheeks hollowed and expanded to greedily contain all his seed, flooding her with his essence. All the while, her orgasm drained her body with such pleasure. She coughed sporadically as she tried to swallow his seed. It was too much for her to contend with, but he continued until she heard his last moan, and he grunted in complete fulfillment. The cock in her mouth finally began to deflate, but even as it did, it was still formidable. She continued to suck it gently, drawing out every last drop of cum from his shrinking cock. He finally pulled his cock out of her mouth, but the taste of his cum still lingered. She gave the head of his cock one last passionate lick of her tongue. She was exhausted from her climax when he finally released her.

He stayed with her the rest of the day, but by nightfall, he was gone and Cassandra was back. Nothing was said about what happened. Ravenna knew that there would be more. He’d take her virginity. She never expected an older man would do it, but she knew that she couldn’t deny him anything, even her innocence. It would only be a matter of time.





Chapter 11


Sisters in Trouble


Soran found out there was trouble when he heard a rumor, though he tossed it aside with laughter. A student had said that she was captured by a satanic cult and was used sexually in a ritual by at least six masked men. He began to dig deeper, trying to get bits and pieces from many people without creating a stir. It took two weeks, but he finally pinned it down to Roxie. She and her sister attended Wexter, Roxie a junior, her sister Jennifer a sophomore. Soran remembered Roxie. She had long blonde hair with full tits, wide hips and a firm and luxurious ass. She had been taken over a year ago, but it was only lately that she began to mention these strange happenings. This had never happened before; none of the women taken had ever recalled any detail what transpired, though some did have strange, reoccurring dreams.

Vale caught wind of the rumors and confronted Soran. “You must do something about this and immediately. We are about to embark on an extraordinary moment in our history, and I don’t want anything to mar the happy occasion.” Ravenna was almost ready, and he had a burning desire to claim his glory.

Soran knew not to disappoint Vale. It would only happen once. He didn’t want to be the one that did that. “I’ll take care of it, don’t worry.” There was only one day to the weekend. He set his plan into motion.

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Roxie was surprised when Vossler strolled up to her. The sun had just set, and she was returning from the library, finishing her project, ready to celebrate the end of the arduous task. Her sister, Jennifer, waited for her. They’d celebrate with a steak and then some drinks at a club.

“I haven’t seen you in a while, Roxie. Where have you been keeping yourself?” Vossler used his considerable charm with her.

She didn’t have much contact with Vossler, even though they were both juniors. She was charmed by his older brother, Soran, though Roxie was able to fend off his advances. Or so she thought, but over the last few months, her frequent dreams had become more troubling and more real. She saw Soran in one of them. She was sure of it. She wouldn’t know for sure unless she saw his cock, which she had no intention of doing. The person that took her sexually had a black leather cowl over his face, but she thought it was Soran’s eyes that stared at her with such lust in them. She saw his body as he took her, especially his cock. She knew every inch of it, her hands and her mouth had explored it, at least in her dreams. “You know me, always immersing myself into school. I’m such an overachiever.” She was right; she spent too much time on school and not enough on her social life. She didn’t have a steady boyfriend for the last year. She didn’t know if that had any reason to do with the strange dreams. They were all so perverted and degrading, yet each morning, she woke up and her pussy was wet. Vossler scared her a bit, as Soran did. It was the unknown that she feared. She saw Vossler look at her, not the normal way, but his eyes looked so wide open and his pupils dilated into tiny pinpoints. It felt as if he looked into her soul and knew her darkest secrets. Suddenly, the fear she felt began to fade, not sure why, but she felt so warm and comfortable. It was as though she was snuggled under her blankets on a cold morning.

“Would you like to come with me, Roxie?” He saw her eyes fading; her arms almost limp at her side.

“Yes,” she cooed, not asking why or where, only content when his hand took her arm and guided her off. She had to make her feet move one step at a time, a conscious effort for something that was usually so natural, that it was unsettling.

He took her books, unsure she could carry them. He made the escape from the campus without anyone seeing the two of them. He knew that her sister, Jennifer, would be waiting for her. Ever since Roxie’s revelations, Jennifer stuck close to her sister to protect her. Soran would take care of Jennifer.

At the same time, Jennifer was snatched up from the dorms by Soran. It didn’t take much for him to get her to come along with him. All he had to do was mention that Roxie was in trouble, and if Jennifer wanted to help her, she’d better come along quietly. After that, it was easy.

When Jennifer’s mind began to clear, she looked around the room. It had stone walls that were damp with sweat, the floor cold beneath her feet, realizing she was without shoes. She looked at the white robe she wore. Where did it come from? It covered her from her neck to her ankles with a zipper running the entire length of it. She couldn’t tell for sure, but it felt like she was naked beneath it. She tried to see what was beneath it, but she realized she couldn’t move her arms. They were behind her, and something held her wrists pinned to each other. A shadow came out of the darkness and terror struck her. It was a man, but he wore a leather cowl that covered his face, but his eyes glared harshly at her through pinholes in the leather. She tried not to stare, but there was no way she could avoid it; it drew her attention. He was naked and his erect cock stood out defiantly. Why was he aroused? Then more thoughts appeared in her head. “Where’s my sister, Roxie?” She remembered that Roxie was in trouble and she went looking for her.

“You’ll soon be reacquainted with her, but first, we have some matters to take care of.” He stroked his cock as he looked at her. Another man soon joined him.

Two naked men looked at her, and she feared for her safety. What have I stumbled into? Roxie was worried about strange nightmares she had where men in robes, just like these took her sexually. Could it have been true? “Please, let me go and I won’t tell anyone,” her voice shook in tremors.

“Soon, but you’ll have to see the consequences of revealing anything that happens here.” He walked over to her. She tried to back up, but she bumped into the other man, and the instant she felt an erection pressed against her ass, she moved forward, into his arms. He made short work of pulling the zipper down the robe. He pushed it off her shoulders. The sleeves were designed to split apart with ease, not requiring her arms to be unbound. He gazed at her naked body as he stroked his cock. “You’ve been naughty, and you need to be punished.”

“If you touch me, I’ll call the police,” she tried to sound demanding and in control, but her voice trembled in fear.

“Help me,” he urged the other man. She began to struggle immediately, but she was no match for them. They each grabbed an arm and dragged her kicking and crying out until they were in another room.

She went from one room to another, this one more terrifying. It had black drapes on one walls, but the entire room only had one piece of furniture. It was a large black stone table. Painted in the center of it was a five-pointed star with a circle around it. She couldn’t say anything, frozen in fear. It made her vulnerable; the two men easily lifted her up and carried her to the table. She was pinned down on the cold, hard table, face down. One of them pushed down on her shoulders with such power, Jennifer unable to get away. Her arms were still bound behind her back, but they were yanked up high. She knew why when her legs were spread forcibly, a finger pried her pussy lips apart and thrust home inside her.

“She is no longer innocence.”

The finger continued to probe inside her, Jennifer unable to do anything to stop him. It pulled out as quickly as it pushed in; but then, a hand came crashing down on her buttock. He began to spank her as if she were a child. “No, don’t!” She cried out in protest, but the hand continued to spank her, alternating from one buttock to another. Each blow pushed her pussy into the hard, unyielding table. Another hand joined in, but it didn’t spank her, it caressed her buttocks as if it tried to soothe away the pain that he had inflicted. She cried out with each powerful spank on her flesh. She tried to shift her body away from the spanking, but it only rubbed her pussy on the hard stone table. She felt warmth in her buttocks, as the spanking grew more vigorous as well as the caressing hand. Her body began to grow confused, going from pleasure to pain in seconds, not knowing which would be next. She felt her mind become blurry once again. At the same time, her pussy began to twitch and tickle in the most maddening way. “Please, no more!”

“Your ass is turning a pretty pink, Jennifer,” punctuating his words with a pair of very forceful spanks on alternating cheeks. He also noticed that her body began to squirm on the table. “I think Jennifer is very sensitive and passionate.” He continued to smash the palm of his hand on her quivering buttocks, but as he did, his other hand began to explore her pussy from behind. It didn’t take long before he found his finger wet with her arousal, in spite of her cries of pain. Her hips moved more urgently now with each punctuating blow on her buttocks. “Before you are reunited with Roxie, you’ll see what punishment instruments and furniture we have to make sure our secrets are kept.”

“I understand now, please, let me go.” She was ready to do anything to stop this.

“I think she grows too fond of this punishment. Flip her over onto her back.” The two of them soon had her on her back, her bound arms beneath her that forced her to thrust out her firm breasts so brazenly.

She felt hands on her shoulders as one man towered over her head and held her upper body down. The cool stone felt good on her heated buttocks. His cock bounced inches from her face, and she feared what he might do. He was big, much bigger than any man she had seen before. The other man was at her waist, and when he spread her legs, she didn’t do anything to stop him or to close them. She felt a finger pushed between the lips of her pussy and was shamed by her wetness. The finger was very demanding, and she bit her lip and tried to remain impervious to what he did to her.

He wasn’t about to be outsmarted by her. His finger pushed up her slit until it brushed across her clitoris. He began to rub it back and forth until it grew and then pushed it down into her pubic bone. He released it, and it sprang back up as he tickled her clit once again.

She closed her eyes as the two men stared obscenely at her, shuddering as she bit her lip to control the tremor of her lips. She felt sweat roll down her sides, clenching her pussy muscles as if she could stop the pleasure from the finger that aroused her so easily. Her face turned red in shame. Two men watched her being masturbated so expertly. She couldn’t control herself. The pain in her buttocks went away, and the pleasant excitement took over her body. She squirmed her bare bottom on the hard stone, but even the rough stone on her sensitive buttocks couldn’t stop the lust that built up in her body. She whimpered as her toes bent in pleasure. Her breasts rose and fell as she struggled to breath and her nipples turned to such hardness in the cool air. He continued to rub her, paying such attention to her pleasure button. “Please, no more,” she begged, shamed that he might make her cum in front of them. “Don’t touch me there; you’re driving me insane,” but it was insane with lust that she felt. She could no longer contain it, her body began to quake, and she arched her ass up higher to try to drive her clit harder into his demanding finger. She responded when he pinched her clit and that took her over the edge. She humped the fingers as though she was receiving a lover’s cock inside her. Her inner pussy muscles tried to clench on a lover’s cock but found nothing. She shuddered and bucked on the table in the most violent climax she’d ever experienced, and the two hooded men watched her perform so lewdly. She lay on the table, exhausted and shamed.

Her ordeal was far from over. They kept her bound and confined in the room for hours, though Jennifer had a hard time estimating time. She found that she fell into a deep sleep, but she was woken by the sound of the door opening. The two men appeared again. Her eyes were drawn to their cocks, hard and throbbing before them. How did they keep them that way? Would they take me this time for their pleasure?

“Did you have a good nap, Jennifer?” The both of them moved next to her.

“Please, untie me, let me lose.” She saw the men’s eyes feast on her body, and it made their cocks jerk in pleasure.

“Not yet, Jennifer.”

She didn’t know how long they’d keep her bound and naked. How long would I have to endure this? She had to find Roxie, but she couldn’t do it this way.

“You have an exceptional body, Jennifer. So supple and flexible. Your reactions are quite intense and passionate. It’s time for your pleasure again, Jennifer.”

“No, don’t make me…” but her words were cut off. The two men overpowered her once again, and this time, it was a more shameful pose that she was required to maintain. She was bent over, with her ass thrust up high. Strong hands pushed between her thighs and spread her legs lewdly, though she didn’t try to close them once they left. She felt her cheeks parted as well as her pussy lips. She was sure that she presented an indecent spectacle. Her face was pushed into the stone table, but she saw the two men behind her leering at all her exposed charms. “NOOOOO!” She cried out in shame when she felt a warm, wet mouth press against the lips of her pussy from behind. She was pushed back harder against the soft kiss of his lips as he began to suck and kiss her pussy to her utter shame and horror. She felt his tongue gouge between her pussy lips, forcing her lips to part under the sheer force of his kiss. It felt like it was a tiny cock that moved back and forth along her sheath. Her juices flooded his tongue with her shameful eruption, but then, his head pushed deeper between her legs, found her clitoris once again and began to tantalize it with his expert tongue. She whimpered and pleaded with him but to no avail. She twisted her hips from side to side, but it only exacerbated it, his tongue followed her every movement as if he knew where she’d go. She struggled to contain her reaction, tightening her muscles to hold off the inevitable reaction of her body. He was a master in bringing her such excitement. Slowly and inescapably, his tongue forced her over the edge of sanity. She found herself aching for release, humping his face and tongue with her pussy as though she was a slut. She moaned in pleasure as his tongue rubbed her swelling clit once again, but this time, he sucked the swollen nub of pleasure into his mouth and his tongue beat the trapped bud with such pleasure. She heard her cries of pleasure ring out in the gloomy, dark room as she shook in violent eruptions. She came all over his tongue, but he eagerly drank up her profuse juices as her body shook in the throes of ecstasy. Her body slumped down on the table once again, shattered by her uncontrollable orgasm.

When she woke up, the room was dark, but she suspected that someone was in it. It scared her that he watched her. Then, she saw the shape of a man come over to her. This one didn’t have a leather cowl on his face. He looked older, forties or so, but he was in great shape, powerful arms and legs. She was almost getting used to seeing all the men naked, this one was no different. Like the others, he was erect as if they were always rutting with someone. “Please, let me go,” she pleaded. He looked less scary, and she hoped he’d release her. The lights came on in the room, and she saw a chair over in the corner where he had sat.

“Not yet. First, I’m going to give you another spanking.” He said it so matter-of-factly.

“Oh, no, not again.” She panicked once again.

“If you don’t walk over to the chair and bend over my lap, I’ll use something more severe. I have a fine collection of instruments and whips. They’ll tear the skin off that lovely ass or your breasts. You can only imagine what it would feel like to have your nipples whipped. Or, I could tie you by your ankles, upside down with your legs spread. My whip could visit your ass or maybe tickle that lovely pussy. I’m sure that you’d learn to be more obedient by the time I finish with you.” He stroked his cock; the thought of using the whip on her excited him so much.

She cried out in terror. “No, you can spank me, but please, please don’t whip me.” She’d never survive such a thing.

“That’s a good decision, Jennifer.” He sat in the chair and waited for her to lie on his lap. Once he commenced spanking her, her squirming would bring such pleasure to his cock as she lay on it. “Lay down over my lap.” He untied her hands first and saw her appreciation as she slowly stretched them out for the first time and rubbed her wrists. He enjoyed the feel of her naked skin on his cock. He adjusted her body so that her ass was shamefully upturned, her cheeks tight for him to spank and caress. “Are you ready for a spanking?”

She burst into tears, humiliated to be naked over his lap while she waited to be spanked as if she was a child. But no child would have such a hard, big cock beneath her twitching in excitement from her smallest movement. “Yeessss,” her voice quaked in terror. It felt like she’d lose her balance from the humiliating pose she was in. His arm encircled her bare waist to steady her as his other hand began to caress her buttock. She didn’t know what was worse, his caressing hand or the spanking. It was as though he prolonged the ordeal, shaming her before he punished her. This time, he made a longer examination of her backside. He pried apart her cheeks, slapping one when she clenched them too tight. He peeked at her anus as she tried to clench the muscles of the tiny knot as she groaned and sobbed in shame. She cried out when his finger ran across her anus, no man had ever touched her there before. His finger was insistent; any clenching of her cheeks would provoke a harsh slap to her thighs, so close to her pussy that she could feel the breezed blow on her heated flesh. The finger was back, and this time, Jennifer struggled to allow him access to all the shameful places he desired, though she couldn’t understand the fascination of touching her in such a vile place. She gasped the first time his probing finger entered her anus. She felt her anal ring stretch, and then, suddenly, it surrendered and his finger was sucked up into her rectum with such finality.

He stared at the tiny brown hole that lay beneath his fingers. He teased her muscles, pushing harder as she struggled to keep him out, and when she surrendered, he’d pull back, but then, he would return to do this lovely dance with her again. His finger soon tired of the game, and he pushed his finger into the center of her tiny hole. She held out as long as he could, but he felt her anal ring slowly stretch open and ultimately allowed entrance to her virgin hole. The minute his finger pushed in, her anal ring snapped tight around his finger and pulled it in. He wiggled his finger until he pushed against the strong, clenching muscles in her rectum. He felt her anal ring clasp around his finger with such passion, and her anal muscles rippled along his finger with such erotic splendor. “You are so intensely erogenous, Jennifer. You were built to be mastered.”

She squirmed as his finger stayed embedded in her ass, and the slightest movement of it felt like a snake was alive inside her. He patted, stroked and squeezed her buttocks as though he relished in their beauty until there wasn’t a spot that he hadn’t visited. It was only then that he began to spank her, alternating each cheek, but at least her anus was no longer penetrated by his finger. Though it still felt like it was inside her. His spanking wasn’t as severe as before, though it still stung. She began to move on him the more he spanked, and she felt his hot, hard cock rub up against her pussy. It fought its way between her pussy lips, and she shamefully rubbed just the right way until she felt the trembling of pleasure.

He saw a change in her. She moved on him more urgently. He continued to spank her, but he teased her. He stopped for a moment. “Do you want me to stop?” His hand caressed her buttocks, and even when he strayed in her crack and ran over her anus, she didn’t clench her cheeks in defiance. She continued to move on his cock.

She felt the warmth in her ass, shamed that the spanking had titillated her. Her pussy was wet, and the lips of her pussy shuddered in desire. She knew she’d have to say the shameful words. “No, not yet, please, don’t stop.” She began to rub his cock more vigorously, even though he hadn’t started to spank her yet. He soon joined in the chorus, and the blows to her buttocks rang out triumphantly in the room. Her body had betrayed her, and she knew that she’d cum for him once again, but this time, she had a nice, hard cock beneath her to rub so effortlessly.

He struggled not to cum with her, not wanting her to exalt that she’d made him cum. She rubbed him, but he resisted her charms, and soon, she surrendered to the pleasure of his spanking hand and her rubbing pussy on his cock. He felt her wetness flood his cock; her body went into uncontrollable spasms of orgasmic bliss. Not even a finger shoved unceremoniously up her ass in the middle of her orgasm could diminish it. In fact, he suspected it only added to her pleasure.

He had to help her off his lap, but her legs could barely hold her up. He didn’t tie her this time, but he still left her naked.

“Come, it’s time to find your sister.”

She was afraid of what Roxie had to suffer through, but she hoped that they wouldn’t tell of her trials and humiliating tribulations that she endured since she was brought to this evil place. She didn’t know how this man had managed to resist her delightful rubbing of his cock, but he did. It was as if he wasn’t an ordinary man, none of them were. This was an evil and wicked place.

He marched her down a dark corridor until they got to a room, the door open and the flickering light of torches from within fluttered on the walls of the hallway. “Look inside.”

She saw a naked girl, her back to her. She was bound against the stone wall. Between her and the wall was a cross, but it was black and inverted. The girls legs were bound to the horizontal arm of the cross, spread wide and shackled with black iron chains. Her arms were lifted high over her head; her wrists were corded with black leather and tied to opposite sides through black iron rings. Her lean body was stretched to the breaking, all of her muscles bulged as though they would burst. Her naked body was covered with sweat, her hair wet and unkempt. It hung halfway down her back. Jennifer couldn’t see her face, but her skin was white and her buttocks firm and pushed back by the enforced position. Could it be Roxie? She had to know. “Is that my sister?”

“Yes.” He grabbed her arm to make sure she didn’t try anything.

“What did you do to her?” She shouted it out indignantly, but she feared all the men and what they’d do to her and her sister.

“Nothing, yet! But, she’ll have to learn a lesson before she is released as well as you. If you speak of this place or us, you’ll suffer. You cannot hide from us, and we’ll know if you break the vow of secrecy and silence.”

“We won’t tell anyone, promise,” Jennifer sobbed.

“Too late. You’ll watch as your sister suffers her fate.”

A few minutes later, a man walked into the room with Roxie. He was huge, over six feet tall with arms and legs that were thick with muscles. He was almost naked, but unlike the others, he wore a loincloth around his waist, and it hid his cock, but nothing could hide the size of it. It bulged out the thin cloth that cloaked it. Jennifer gasped when she saw what was in his hand. There dangled a riding crop, and on the table next to him was a large paddle. He put down the riding crop on the table but then, suddenly, turned and looked at the door where Jennifer stood.

He spoke to the man in the room. “Bind this one so she won’t try to interfere.”

The man in the room might be big, but he was fast. He flew out and captured her, yanking her harshly into the room. Bound and naked, he made short work of securing her. He pulled a leather strap down from the ceiling. He twisted it around her neck, and she cried out when he tightened it around her throat until she thought he would hang her and snuff out her life. “Don’t kill me,” she sobbingly begged for her life.

He tightened the leather strap until she was drawn toward the wall. When he tied the strap on the iron ring high on the wall, Jennifer’s body was drawn up tight, her head crooked. If she struggled, she’d choke herself before anyone could help her. She watched in horror as the man went back to the table and grabbed the paddle. Jennifer could see if better now in the light. It was about a foot long and looked like black leather, but there must be something beneath the leather because it looked rigid. The man swung it, and it whistled as it cut through the air.

He moved toward the girl bound to the cross. He drew back his am and slashed the paddle on her upturned buttocks. He got an immediate response from her when the sick sound of the paddle on her flesh rang out in the room.

Roxie heard others in the room, but her mind was still confused and clouded. She didn’t know why she was here, but she knew she was bound and naked. She didn’t even turn her head until she felt the shock of pain hit her buttocks. Her back arched, looking over her shoulder to see what had caused the horrific pain. A piercing cry escaped from her lips. She saw an evil man behind her and watched as a paddle swung through the air and attacked her other buttock with such intensity and pain. She cried out pitifully, but she could barely move her body.

“Don’t whip her,” Jennifer cried out, but the man had a big smirk on his face as he joyfully slapped Roxie’s ass again. There were no hesitations; the man went to work on paddling Roxie’s buttocks. The sickening crack of the paddle on flesh was only punctuated by Roxie’s screams. Her babbling, hysterical sobbing and appeals for mercy were met with more blows. She tried to twist her hips from side to side, but all her movements were quickly followed by more blows.

The man worked over her buttocks, starting in the center and spanning out in both directions. He gleefully slapped the paddle low down her buttocks where they met the soft, supple flesh of her thighs to inspire greater cries from her lips. His cock hardened in pleasure from her pain.

Jennifer could only watch as the man paddled Roxie with such pleasure. He continually hit her, backhanded at times to get greater power. She thought he was finished when he put the paddle down, but he picked up the riding crop and swung it through the air so Roxie could prepare for it. Roxie’s buttocks were a brilliant red where the harsh blows had taken their toll on her white, unprotected flesh. Tears ran down her face, and she could barely say a word, her hoarse cries the only sounds from her lips.

He went to work with the riding crop now, the blows more precise and the pain more acute. He targeted soft flesh, and he soon had her dancing for him. He followed her every movement, applying the crop to her buttocks, but now, he slapped downward, to catch her in her crack. He knew his success the first time the riding crop attacked her anus, for her shrill cry filled the room. It only inspired him more, slashing the crop up between her legs, first targeting her thighs and the soft, supple flesh that was so exposed. He moved higher up her thighs and heard her strangled cries, as he got closer to her pussy. He could barely contain his cock in the loincloth around his middle when the crop leaped up between her legs and caught her on her tender pussy. She was hoarse with shouting and screaming for mercy, her breasts rising and falling on her chest as she struggled in the tight bondage. It only urged him on more.

Jennifer begged him to stop, but he ignored her, too intent on the pleasure he got from subjecting Roxie to such indignities. She was thankful that he flung the riding crop on the table, but her joy turned to terror when he stripped off the loincloth around his middle and a monstrously long cock was released. The plum-colored head was thick and slick with his leaking juices, and his cock bounced vigorously up and down. He was going to fuck her. “Please, don’t do that, please no,” she cried out, but her cries fell on deaf ears.

Jennifer refused to believe what she saw; it was worse than she expected. She couldn’t help her sister as the man went behind Roxie. She was forced to watch as the man sank his thick fingers into Roxie’s inflamed buttocks to yawn them open. Jennifer couldn’t take her eyes off the man’s cock as it bounced up and down when it touched Roxie’s skin.

Roxie felt the pain of the harsh fingers on her buttocks, tearing at the torn flesh. It felt like her anus would stretch and tear, but there was no mistaking what she felt. There was no doubt that a hard, hot cock touched her buttocks. She turned her head to stare behind her and screamed for mercy. “That hurts, please, don’t do that,” but she expected him to fuck her from behind. Her cries turned high pitched when she felt him thrust his cock up against her anus. “No, NOT THEEEERRRE!”

Jennifer saw Roxie’s anguish when the man pushed that monster cock against the tiny ring of her anus. The head overpowered the small hole. The man stared at Roxie, gave her a cruel cry just as his cock found her anus and with a hideous laughter, than thrust his prick through her anal ring with such ferocity. Jennifer couldn’t take her eyes off the hideous sight as he forced his cock through the tight ring and sank inch after inch of thick cock into such a tiny hole. He began to butt fuck her, driving his cock back and forth into her ravaged hole with such hideous obscenity. Jennifer couldn’t watch any longer, closing her eyes to the sight of the thick, long cock driving in and out of a hole that was not destined to be penetrated in such a manner. She prayed for her sister, but she only heard Roxie’s cries and pleas, sobbing hysterically as the man sodomized her ravaged hole for his pleasure. It didn’t end until there was one final cry from Roxie’s mouth, but it was echoed by a simultaneous horrid squeal from her ravisher when he climaxed inside her, spending his seed in her ass hole.

He continued to pump his spewing cock in Roxie’s guts, tearing up and down her backside as he shamed her with his seed. Even the abundance of his cum couldn’t stop the pain of being ravished. He finally dragged his cock out of her ass hole, and she felt the shame of his cum dripping out her anus.

Jennifer watched as he pulled his slick cock out of her ass, soiled and wet with his cum. He put the cloth around his middle and left Roxie, slumped in her bondage, her body hanging limply from her ordeal.

Jennifer was taken from the room by another man and left in the silence of a darkened room. She sobbed for all that happened to her sister. She feared that she’d be next to suffer the indignities.

Roxie was taken from the room, unbound this time, though still naked. She was allowed to shower. It was painful at first, but the water soon started to soothe some of the pain away, but she couldn’t rid the feelings of being sodomized. It was as though the man’s cock was still shoved up her ass. She didn’t know why any man would want to do such a thing, but he seemed to relish the pleasure he got from it. Roxie worried that something was up. After the shower, she was given dinner, along with wine. It was a nice dinner, as though it was her last meal. She was given a thin, black gown to wear. It highlighted her naked body beneath it, but at least it covered her from leering eyes.

Roxie was taken to a room, not the caves or caverns that she was in before, but a real room, though it had no windows. It was decorated luxuriously as though it belonged to a powerful man. She sat in a chair for a minute before another door opened up and a man came into the room. He looked down at her in her chair. He wasn’t like the others; he was older, though his body was in good shape for a man his age. He did have one thing in common to the others. He was naked and erect.

“You were brought here because you started to tell people of your strange dreams and recollections. We are a very private society, and we take our secrecy very seriously, as you have found out. It would be wise in the future that you keep your words to yourself. Jennifer will do the same, though she won’t remember what happened to her.”

“I’m sorry, I was confused. It won’t happen again, I promise you.” There was something different about this man, a power that he had like no one else. She knew if she disobeyed, the next time she wouldn’t return.

“That is good. Now, show me your loyalty and gratitude.”

She looked up as he moved closer to her. She understood immediately what he wanted when she felt him place the head of his cock on her lip. When she looked in his hand, she saw the riding crop the other man had used on her. She shuddered, but she knew that she’d take his cock in her mouth and give him the pleasure he wanted. She listened to his orders.

“Lick my cock, from the head, all the way down to my balls, Roxie.”

She obeyed without question. Her tongue played over the smooth head and even the salty, thick cream that stained it didn’t deter her enthusiasm. She licked every inch of the head, and then, she used the tip of her tongue to run around the edge. She did such a good job that she had to use her hand on the shaft to keep it from escaping. The tip of her tongue rubbed the soft, sensitive spot beneath the thick ridge, and she was rewarded with more drops of cum that leaked out prematurely. She licked it up. She held his cock by the head and pushed it against his belly. Her tongue licked every inch of the shaft, and it was long. Then, she did the disgusting task of licking his hairy, wrinkled balls. She gagged on a few errant hairs in her mouth, but that didn’t stop her from sucking one of his balls into her mouth so her tongue could wash it down. She heard a pleasing groan from him, so she did the other. She was about to go back up to the head when he said it.

“Lick my ass hole, Roxie.”

Her face grimaced when she did the distasteful act, but she held his cock and stroked it as her tongue slithered back and forth over his anus. The taste was tart, and she struggled not to vomit, but the way his cock jerked in her hand said he got pleasure from the act.

“Now the head. Take it in your mouth, just the head. Make your lips tight, suck and lick it. Taste my seed that your mouth will suck from my loins.”

She had to open her mouth wide, but it felt familiar as though she had done this before. Her lips had to stretch to take it all in, but she found that it made it easier to trap it. As soon as her tongue went to work on it again, his cock shuddered and twitched in excitement. She spent a long time lavishing her attention on the head of his cock, and soon, the taste of his salty, thick crème pervaded her mouth.

“Now start sucking the shaft. Take as much as you can in your mouth.” He guided her head with his hand until he got the rhythm he wanted from her. Then, he left it up to her.

His cock soon filled her mouth as she struggled to take inch after inch in her mouth. Her tongue continued to lavish its attention on the head but now also the shaft, in spite of her tongue growing tired. More cum filled her mouth. The head of his cock finally hit the back of her mouth, but she found that half of it was still outside her tight lips. She knew that wouldn’t be acceptable.

“Go up and down it slowly, farther each time. Your lips feel so good wrapped around it. I can tell you love doing this.”

She refused to acknowledge that he was right, but she found herself using all her skills to please him. Her head slid back and forth, gagging the first time that his cock pushed into her throat too far, but then, she pulled out and back again. She braced for it, and she soon found that it wasn’t that difficult to take it in her throat. It did require some choking and gagging, but she found that it aided the penetration of her throat. Her reluctant throat would open up when she choked, and it allowed his cock to breach it when she pushed with her head. She heard his low moans of pleasure as his cock slowly slid into her gullet and gave him the pleasure he wanted.

“Yes, you swallow it so well, Roxie. Now, play with my balls, and I’ll reward you with a mouthful of cum.”

She used her hands to seek out his balls. They tried to escape her grasp, but she got good at it and soon rolled them in her fingers as she sucked his cock. She could feel him get bigger, so she pulled his cock out of her throat. She was grateful for that, but she’d have to contend with an overabundance of his cum soon enough.

“One finger up my ass and squeeze my balls. Receive my cum,” he warned her. “And don’t spit out a drop; you’ll not be finished until you swallow it all and I give you permission to take my cock out of your mouth.” He was ready, more than ready. She had proved to be an apt student, and her fear was a great motivator for her to perform.

It felt strange to have her finger up his ass, but it was much better than having a cock up hers. She did everything to please him and end it. She rubbed his cock just the way he liked. She fingered his ass hole and squeezed his balls, goosing him harder when she knew he would cum. It didn’t seem to deter him; she swallowed his bubbling cum, mouthful after mouthful. She couldn’t believe one man could have that much cum. He was insatiable. Finally, she finished and swallowed the last drop. She kept his shrinking cock in her mouth while she waited for his permission.

“You do well in submitting, Roxie. You need a master to control you. I suspect I’ll have you back again. Now, bathe my cock with your soft, wet tongue, and then, you may go in silence.”

* * * *

Jennifer found herself led to another room, but she was allowed to dress. She didn’t understand it; it looked like her clothes. Where did they come from? There was a man in the room, the same man that showed her Roxie being whipped. He looked like he was the leader, all the others deferred to him. He sat in a chair in a bathrobe. She stood before him as he looked at her. His eyes stared into hers, and she couldn’t resist them. She barely blinked, his gaze was so intense. She began to feel something. A drowsy lethargy swept over her. Her head bowed, Jennifer didn’t have enough strength to hold it up. Her eyes felt like heavy weights, struggling to keep her eyes open.

“Open your eyes, Jennifer. I know it’s difficult, but you must try hard.”

She heard strange words come from his mouth, but nothing she could understand. It was as though he chanted, but it was soothing and relaxing. She felt her body begin to float away without her. She soon found herself floating in a celestial sphere as though she was being separated from her body and floated above it. She looked down and saw herself with him below. She could hear his voice now and understand it, but his lips didn’t move, as though he didn’t say anything. He was in her head, controlling her, and she could do nothing but submit to his will.

He watched her as she knelt down before him. Her back was straight, her breasts pushed out so proudly. She leaned forward, obeying his every word in her head. She opened his bathrobe. He was naked beneath it, and his cock jutted up in front of her. She reached in and took it out, using two hands to hold the shaft to keep it from escaping. She knew her fingers on his cock gave him such pleasure. Her fingers ran up and down the shaft as though she played a musical instrument, rippling along the shaft to make it jerk and shudder. Then, she lowered her head as she held his cock up straight, the head unsheathed. She felt her mouth touch the hot flesh of his cock on her soft lips. She could taste the leaking juices. She never liked the taste of a man’s cum, but she licked it up as though she was a kitten with a saucer of milk. Then, her lips enclosed the head in a passionate grip. She heard him utter a groan then a choking cry. His cock slipped from her lips, but her hands held the shaft tightly. It was like a volcano ready to explode. She could feel the shaft trembling, and then, suddenly, she felt a hot, sticky fluid splash on her face. Her fingers stroked the shaft as jet after jet of cum exploded from the volcano of his cock on her face. After that, she had no recollection. No recollection of anything.

* * * *

Roxie and Jennifer woke up early the next morning in their dorm rooms. They both felt so refreshed. Roxie took a shower, not surprised that when she sat down and her buttocks hurt, but when she looked in the mirror, all she saw was white, unblemished flesh. Did something happen to me, or did I have another strange dream or nightmare? There was one thing she was sure of; she’d never mention her dreams to anyone, not even her sister. She knew it would be fateful if she did.

Jennifer never felt so good. It was as though she slept all day since yesterday and she felt so relaxed. Usually, she only felt that way when she had an orgasm, but she didn’t remember masturbating last night. She was to meet Roxie for breakfast today to celebrate Roxie finishing her project. She hoped Roxie was in the same good mood.





Chapter 12


Mated Forever


“Are you sure you want to go through with this?” As much as Vale wanted her, Cassandra felt responsible for Ravenna. She wanted to make sure that she knew all the ramifications of her decision.

“Yes,” but she said it with hesitation. There was the age thing, Vale so much older. Yet, Vale didn’t look like he aged. Ravenna couldn’t deny that she liked the way he took her for his pleasure. She found that it excited her beyond expectations, and she wanted more. He’d taken her virgin mouth, but that was all. The next would be her innocence. It wouldn’t be anything normal; she’d be taken in front of hundreds of followers. It wouldn’t be an intimate moment between a man and woman. It would be a celebration.

Ravenna knew she wasn’t “normal.” She could make a cock bigger or thicker with her mind. She knew there were other powers she might possess. With Vale’s help, they might be limitless. She had to do this, no matter what she would have to give up. “Yes,” she said it more convincingly now.

“Then, it will take place on Saturday, the period of the Dark Moon, a time to explore the darkest and deepest of passions.” Cassandra knew it would be the beginning of something new and sinister and Ravenna would be the catalyst for this great event.

* * * *

Invitations were sent out around the world, and visitors began to arrive in the sleepy town of Wexter, with the university nearby, no one thought too much of it. It had expanded so much in the last ten years with wealthy students and their parents flocking to many of its functions that an influx was only seen as a plus, bringing in much-needed revenue for the town’s small shops and restaurants. Little did the residents realize that Wexter had become the focal point for evil in the world.

The closer Saturday came, the more nervous Ravenna became. She knew what would happen; she didn’t know how. Cassandra was by her side most of the time, reassuring her when she became hesitant. She was taken by a black limousine, the windows darkened so no one could see in, but she also couldn’t see out. Cassandra wore a red robe, but Ravenna’s robe was black, but she knew it was only temporary. She was naked beneath it and knew that she’d be dressed in a white gown, most likely transparent. That didn’t disturb her; she knew she wouldn’t be wearing it for long.

When the car door opened, she was taken in a dimly lit room. She never saw where they went, but it wasn’t that far from Wexter. She suspected that Wexter had a connection to the caves or caverns that she’d heard about, but it was hushed, soft words that spoke of these places.

With Cassandra at her side, she shed the robe and put on the dress. As she suspected, it was diaphanous, and she felt her nipples harden and her pussy grow wet in anticipation. She knew that she’d soon feel the lust of Vale’s cock inside her and transform her into a woman and so much more.

“It is time.”

Cassandra’s voice was so final as she held Ravenna’s arm as they marched down a long, dark corridor. Ravenna felt the chill in the air. There was a large wooden door with iron hinges and lock before them. It was massive in size, yet Cassandra opened it with such ease. Inside, it was lit up, but with torches and candles, no electrical lights at all. She expected to see a cave, but this was nothing like what she expected. It was almost a cathedral but etched in stone. The ceiling had to be a hundred feet in the air. The room was large enough to hold all the people gathered, more than two hundred of them. They were all dressed in black robes, with hoods on them, concealing most of their identities, but she could easily differentiate males from females, almost evenly split as though everyone came in pairs.

It finally caught her eye as she saw where everyone stared. In the front of the room stood what looked like an altar, but she knew it was much more than that. It was a solid block of stone over six feet long and about three feet wide. The stone was jet black, but it was covered in a red fleece fabric that almost looked like lamb’s wool, but there are no red lambs in the world. She knew it was a sacrificial stone, and she was the sacrifice. In front of it was a large silver, inverted cross that stood over twenty feet high. Hanging from the ceiling was a large pentagram encased by a circle, all in gold. There were two tables of stone beneath it. Black cloths draped the tables, and on them were silver chalices, a dozen or more of them. She saw more objects on them, but she couldn’t identify them. She thought she saw a knife, but she turned away in fear.

The room grew quiet, and Ravenna saw another door near the front open up. Four figures came through it, all of them males by their size. Three of them wore black hooded robes, but one wore a bright red silk robe and hood. She instantly knew that was Vale, no doubt in her head, in spite of the fact that she couldn’t see his face.

The eerie sound of an organ rang loudly in the chamber, bouncing off the stone walls to reverberate as though there were a dozen organs playing at once. It startled her at first, but Cassandra held her tight until the three men that were with Vale came over and got her. With one on each side, they led her to the front. They stood her in front of Vale as Cassandra stood by his side. There was the crash of a gong, but then, it grew silent.

Someone began to chant, though Ravenna couldn’t understand what he said. Cassandra had told her that it he intoned the Lord’s Prayer backward.

“So it was in the beginning, so it will be and ever shall be, by our Lord Lucifer. All hail and praise to Him, the deliverer of Darkness. Receive his evil into our bodies and hearts.” His voice rang out in exaltation.

The audience took up the chanting. “Hail Lucifer, Prince of Darkness, Ruler of all ungodly and evil, all hail Lucifer.”

Though the room was cold and damp, Ravenna grew hot and wet beneath the thin white garb she wore. She couldn’t stop the twitching of her virginal pussy.

“Let the sacrifice to Lord Lucifer begin. Bring the sacrificial lamb forward to be anointed.”

Ravenna didn’t even know who spoke, but the two men at her sides pushed her forward. Her reluctant feet could barely move, but she soon found herself before Vale. He stared at her, not a smile on his face, almost emotionless, yet his eyes plunged into her soul.

“Bare her body and soul to our congregation,” were the first words that Vale had said.

Ravenna saw the two men at her sides slowly open her dress up, and then, they slid the straps down until it fell at her feet, naked and exposed for all to see. She watched as Cassandra got a large gold bowl and brought it next to her. The men held her arms as though they feared she’d run away. She was afraid that the bowl was filled with blood, but when Cassandra’s soft, gentle hands began to rub it on her, it was warm oil. She started at her shoulders, but then, her familiar hands moved down to her breasts, and she soon had them aroused to hard, trembling tips that throbbed with pounding blood.

Then, the third man took the bowl from Cassandra. She looked into his face and she saw that it was Soran. She was sure the two that held her were Vossler and Icas, the other brothers. She saw Soran’s hands dip into the oil, and he started at her belly. She felt his large hands begin to caress her with the slippery oil. He kneeled down in front of her as his hands moved lower. His fingers tingled her fine pubic hairs as they moved down as she eagerly waited for him to touch her pussy. She was already soaked in desire. His fingers soon parted her pussy lips, and she shuddered when two large fingers stroked up and down her soft inner flesh. He soon had her dripping wet and oiled, but he didn’t stand up; still kneeling, his hands went between her legs and pushed out on her thighs. She would have done it willingly without his hands urging, spreading her legs until he told her to stop. She felt the cool air blow on her superheated pussy. “AAAAAWWWW!” It shouldn’t have shocked her, but it did. His mouth kissed her, but it was her pussy that received the intimate kiss. Then, his tongue began to move, exploring every inch of her pussy. Her legs struggled to hold herself up; thankfully, the two brothers gripped her arms tightly. His tongue explored her so expertly, even better than Cassandra. He found her clit and soon sucked it into his mouth, and his tongue worked her into a sexual frenzy. When he pulled away, his face was slick and shiny from her juices and the oils.

“She desires Lord Lucifer,” Soran exclaimed for all to hear. He took the place of Vossler and handed him the oil.

They turned her around so her back was to Vale. She couldn’t see Vossler, but she could feel his heated breath on her buttocks. She knew he knelt behind her, as his hands began to caress her buttocks with the oil. He massaged them so skillfully. Not even when he dug his fingers into her twin buttocks and pulled them apart could dampen her arousal. His fingers kept her cheeks apart as Ravenna struggled to calm her reluctant muscles from closing when the fingers began to rub oil up and down her crack. She felt the shameful touch of his slippery finger on her anus, but he moved up and down her crack before it was back. This time, his finger became more insistent as the oiled finger pressed into the center of her anus. Her anal ring had no choice, his finger too powerful and too slippery to stop the penetration of her defenseless hole. She cried out softly when the finger moved inside her rectum, pressing harshly against the spasms of her muscles that tried to fight off the shameful touch. The finger twisted and turned as though it oiled it up for a reason, but why any man would touch her in such a place was beyond her comprehension. His finger finally pulled out, but she suffered a further indignation. It was his tongue that replaced it. It licked her and sent her anus into uncontrollable spasms. It was a disgusting act he committed, but she couldn’t stop him. Finally, he finished but not before she felt the tip of his tongue stretch her anal ring and push inside. It should have been a loathsome sensation she felt, but she found her body responding to it, sending shivers of excitement in her anal muscles that she never knew existed before.

“She is prepared for you, Lord Lucifer,” Soran shouted out. “Place her on the altar.”

She was slowly backed up until she felt the cold stone against the back of her legs. She found herself sitting on the altar with the men surrounding her. One grabbed her legs and swung her around until she was stretched out on the stone, flat on her back. Two black candles were brought over to her head, fearing what they’d do with them. She saw the flames flickering and melting the wax so close to her, afraid that some would drip on her flesh and singe it. Her arms were stretched out all the way to the sides, and then, the candles were thrust into each hand.

“Hold them and don’t drop them or you’ll be whipped!” The warning rang out harshly.

The candles were fat, and her fingers curled around them. It wasn’t lost on her that it was as though she had two cocks in her hands, two hot cocks. She looked up to see Vale come over to her. He slipped the robe off his body, naked before her. Her eyes went instantly to his cock as his hand curled around the shaft. He watched as Cassandra oiled it and slid her fingers up and down the shaft to make it slick. It was then that Ravenna realized that Cassandra and the three boys weren’t adopted children, but were part of something bigger. They were close disciples of Lucifer. She watched as the three men disrobed and stroked their cocks around her. Even Cassandra joined their self-masturbation. Her fingers stroked her pussy.

She looked down at her feet as Vale moved forward. He grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide as her pussy opened up for all to see.

“Lord Lucifer, take our sacrifice, take her innocence for all to see.” The congregation began to chant.

She looked at Vale as he climbed on the altar, between her legs. She was spread wide. He looked so much bigger, not just his cock, but his whole body. She felt his body press against hers, lying on top of her. She felt her pointed nipples pushed into his rock-hard chest. His mouth nibbled at her neck, gently at first, and then, his teeth found her soft neck. She turned her head to the side to expose her vulnerability to him. His teeth found the supple, delicate flesh and dug into them. She was sure that he drew blood as he sucked on the wound, but she didn’t feel pain. All she felt was the excited cock that pushed against her naked pussy jump and twitch in spite of being pinned between their bodies. As heavy as he was, it didn’t feel like she was crushed beneath him. It was as if he hovered over her magically. His mouth moved down, from her neck to one of her breasts. She felt the powerful suction as his lips encased the hardened tip and sucked it deep into his mouth. Her nipple felt like he tried to tear it from her breast. Yet, her hips started to move, slowly and barely discernable as if a virgin shouldn’t be so bold. His tongue went to work on her nipple, and she thought it would explode in such pleasure. His other hand slid to her other neglected breast and tightened on it, trapping the nipple between two strong fingers. He twisted and turned them, but she felt pleasure, not pain. Her body was on the edge of her greatest pleasure and he hadn’t even pushed his cock into her yet.

It was time to consummate the union of the two of them. Vale’s ass rose up until he could reach between their bodies. He grabbed the shaft of his cock and began to move his cock up and down her slit. He felt her soft lips grip his cock as he gathered up her wetness and the oil.

Ravenna felt his stiff and thick cock ride along the pulsating furrow of her pussy, feeling the pleasure build up as she began to respond to the thrill of his cock. Every nerve ending responded to the touch of his cock as her ass rose up to drive up to meet his cock, wiggling and writhing wildly as the music began once again. It was as though her body was possessed as she lost control.

“Reach down and put his sacred cock inside you,” Cassandra’s voice whispered into Ravenna’s ear.

The candles were taken from her hands so Ravenna could reach between them, grabbing his cock, familiar with the touch of it as she had stroked it and had it in her mouth many times already. Her fingers had to grip it tight to keep it from escaping. She felt the perverse anticipation of breaking her own hymen. She guided the pulsating cock to the opening of her pussy. It felt so big as the head sat at the entrance to the portal of her womanhood. She felt Vale’s hips move urgently, wanting his ultimate pleasure from her, so she obeyed. The head pushed harder and more demanding between her pussy lips, and she felt it push against the unwilling muscles. He was too big, but it was too late to do anything to stop it. She moved his cock in circles, introducing his cock into her hot, wet, virgin pussy. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this as hundreds watched in awe, but she felt her elastic hymen begin to stretch as she took him deeper inside. She was no longer in control as she felt Vale flex his hips, and with a single, vicious thrust, forced his unholy cock into her, surrendering her innocence with a cry from her lips. “OOOOWW!” The pain was intense but brief. The head was inside her, but her hand still cradled his shaft. “Give it all to me,” she begged.

Vale hadn’t felt this much pleasure in centuries. Her pussy was like a hot cauldron, her insides cradled around the head of his cock like thousands of pulsating fingers that massaged it with such skill and pleasure. Eager to please her as much as himself, he pushed with his hips and drove another two inches of cock into her with a lancing stab that sent him into the hot, moist depths of her virgin pussy. His cock fought her tight muscles that clenched to keep him out, but he wouldn’t be deterred. He gave out a satisfied grunt as she took all of the head and an inch of the shaft in her tight, bloodied virgin hole.

“AAAAHH, yyyeesss,” she screamed in ecstasy as the thick cock took possession of her pussy and she stretched to adjust to such a monster. Vale began to move his hips, pulling back this time. Her insides collapse behind his cock as he withdrew, but then, he was back, shoving harder and deeper with each thrust. Her hand deserted the shaft when he had over four inches inside her, pausing to let her adjust to the length and girth of his rock-hard cock. She found the hot, thick candles thrust back into her hands. She was at his mercy.

Vale wouldn’t be happy until he felt the head of his cock pushed into her cervix and felt her trembling muscles grip him with such joy. He pulled out; this time, he pushed in harder and was rewarded with a soft cry from her lips when the head of his cock plunged in harshly against her cervix. She had taken all she could. He flexed his cock inside her, feeling her elastic walls of her pussy wrap lovingly around his cock like a hot blanket.

“She’s no longer a virgin,” Cassandra’s voice rang out as the audience cheered.

She lay beneath him, her pussy clenched tightly around his throbbing cock. He’d stretched her to take him all inside, but all she felt was pleasure now. She used all her inner muscles to grip his cock, and each time she did, she made it quiver in such excitement. She felt herself surrender to the wonderful sensations. She could see faces stare down at her, naked beneath a man twice her age, but she felt no shame, only pleasure. She began to move her hips from side to side while she squeezed his cock. He matched her movements, drawing his cock back out then in again before it could escape her tight hole to plunge into the depths of her once-virgin pussy. He expanded the elastic walls of her pussy with his big cock.

“You have such a magnificent pussy, Ravenna,” Vale exclaimed in rapture. “I’ve never felt such pulsations before.” He began to fuck her in earnest now, driving in and out of her pussy while her tight muscles gripped him in such delight. He pulled his cock out until the tightness of her clinging pussy gripped the bulbous head of his cock then slammed back into the depths of her wet pussy as she swallowed him up. He began to pick up speed, spreading her legs wider with his large hips, his balls slapping hard against her with his harsh thrusts. His hands slid under her ass, cupping her firm, resilient buttocks as he pulled her up to take his driving cock.

He was like a machine, his cock continued to push and pull inside her, teasing her with her growing arousal. Every inch of her body was on edge, eager to feel the ultimate pleasure of cumming with a cock inside her for the first time. But, she’d wait until he was ready, eager to join him, wanting to feel his excitement as he unleashed a torrent of cum inside her to forever brand her with his cum. For a virgin, she still had an innate talent for feeling when he was about to cum. She didn’t know how, but she heard his hurried breathing and felt the way his cock seemed to grow bigger than it already was. His body never stopped moving as his cock rippled along her pussy and sent such pleasures through every inch of her body. It was as if he was insatiable, but she knew that she’d make him cum soon. She used every muscle in her body to please him and he succumbed to her skills.

“Yes, get ready to receive my gift, Ravenna.” Vale couldn’t deny his pleasure any longer. He cried out in ecstasy as he plunged in deep, hitting the depths of her pussy as his cock twitched and shuddered and then exploded.

It was like an explosion inside her. Her insides were bathed with a torrent of hot cum that jetted out so powerfully. Her pussy muscles responded, gripping it so tight that it drew another load of cum before he could begin fucking her once again.

He felt her body shudder and tremble beneath him, her gasping cries of pleasure as she came with him. The next load of cum shot out as he plunged back in, easier to slide in, Ravenna wet with her desires and his abundant crème to make her slick. It took long minutes before Vale was finished, his balls drained of five loads of cum, but he knew he’d be back soon enough. No woman had ever made him feel this way; no woman was ever destined to be his until there was Ravenna.

She was almost unconscious before his and her orgasms were over. It was nothing like she ever felt before, not even her own hands could produce such an explosive orgasm that ripped through her body. It was as though his cock possessed her. He lay on top of her, but she didn’t feel his weight. His cock was still nestled inside her pussy, but it only lost a bit of its hardness. She felt so comfortable with him inside her, wishing that she could stay like this forever. She felt loneliness when he climbed off her and her pussy reluctantly gave up its grip on his cock. He stood next to her, naked, his cock still hard, but now covered in their juices and tinged pink from her virginal blood.

“She is mine,” Vale exclaimed triumphantly, “she is the mate of Lucifer forever. Take her my disciples, enjoy in the pleasure that she gives you.”

She heard him claim her, but she saw Soran throw off his robe and climb on the table between her legs. She looked around the room, and the audience began to discard their robes. She’d never seen anything like it before; it was an orgy, yet her eyes were drawn away when she felt another cock enter her. She pushed her ass up to meet the thrusting organ and clenched her muscles as it drove into her once-virgin hole. She still clutched the two burning candles.

Soran felt the wetness of her pussy, privileged that his cock slid along the cum of Lord Lucifer. Cassandra had told him of Ravenna’s passion, but he never expected it to feel like this. She was an insatiable animal beneath him. For a virgin, she had skills that had to be born, not learned. He began to fuck her, and she responded with the same vigor.

Vale watched Soran’s ass rise and fall so hard and fast as he fucked Ravenna. She took him with such skill, her head thrown back in bliss. He looked around to see the others join in this pagan right. Naked couples lay on the floor, fornicating with such gusto. Others were entwined in sixty-nines, orally copulating for their pleasure.

Ravenna felt pleasure from Soran’s cock, but she knew she wouldn’t cum for him. That was the privilege that she’d reserve only for Vale. But, she worked on Soran’s cock, wringing every pleasure from his body until he dumped his seed inside her. Like Vale, he stayed inside her to savor the pleasure, but he finally relented and pulled out. She waited, knowing it wasn’t over yet, and she was correct. It wasn’t long before she felt Vossler join her on the altar. The candles were taken from her hands again so she reached for his cock, stroking it as he lay gently on her body. She rubbed the head along her wet lips and soon pushed the head of his cock into her pussy. As soon as he felt her grip his cock, he shoved in deeper; Ravenna released her muscles and allowed him to plunge into the depths of her pussy. He was younger than Soran and more eager for his pleasure. He took her hard and fast, but she cared little, it all felt good.

Icas was the last to take her. He was the youngest, but that made no difference with the size of his cock. He was just as formidable as the others were but not as talented or experienced. He continually sheathed himself in her tight pussy as she cradled his cock. He didn’t last as long as the others did; he soon came inside her, bathing her pussy before he pulled out. At least Ravenna was done.

Cassandra climbed on the altar, poised above Ravenna. “My turn, give me my pleasure.” Ravenna knew what to do to make her cum.

Ravenna didn’t expect this, though she should have. She was soon nipples to nipples, pussy to pussy with Cassandra, and they squirmed and rubbed with such familiarity. Then, Ravenna was surprised once again. Vale climbed on the altar behind Cassandra. She felt Cassandra push back away from her and knew that Vale had taken her from behind. When she pushed back down, Ravenna felt such a wonderful sensation. She could feel Vale’s cock slide in and out of Cassandra’s pussy, and when Ravenna experimented, she found that her pussy could rub just the right way and feel Vale’s cock rub her in that special place. Now, there were three bodies intermingled on the altar, all trying to find their pleasure.

Vale loved to feel two women beneath him climax at the same time, joining in with them. It was such a novel threesome instead of two men and one woman. When they were all extracted from the threesome, Vale sat in a throne before the audience as Ravenna moved next to him.

“Would you like me to take care of that, Master?” She kneeled before him, her hands on his legs as he spread them. His cock was still hard but slick with juices. She wanted him again in her pussy, in spite of cumming twice already. It was as though she couldn’t get enough of him. She looked around the room. She’d never seen anything like this before. Not only were couples fucking each other, there was so much more. There were men with other men, their hands grasped each other’s organs and stroked them to hardness. Other men lay side by side, in opposite directions and had their mouths speared by a cock while the other did the same to them. She’d never seen two men together; it was a perverse sight to see. Other women were engaged with women, but Cassandra had taught her the pleasure in that. Ravenna had already been involved with a threesome with Cassandra and Vale, but nothing like the threesomes she saw in the room. One woman took on three men, one in her mouth, making her deep throat his cock as his hand held her head to keep her from escaping. Ravenna could see her sit on a big cock, but she was pulled forward until her upper body was flush against the man beneath her. It left her buttocks pushed up high into the air and defenseless. Ravenna had felt the shameful touch of a finger and a tongue in her anus, but nothing could compare to what she saw. The man had his cock in the ass of the woman bent over submissively. She could do nothing but service the three men until they came in her. Ravenna never would’ve expected a cock could go inside such a small hole, but she saw it stretch tautly around the shaft as it slid effortlessly up and down her rectal sheath.

Vale let Ravenna take in all the sights around here. He couldn’t wait any longer, feeling her hot breath blow so close to his cock made him eager to feel her tight lips and skilled tongue. He had taught her well, and she learned well. “Yes, take me in your mouth.”

She turned her attention to Vale, wetting her lips as her head bowed over. Her hand steadied his cock, and her mouth opened wide to take him inside. When she closed her lips around the shaft, she had the head pinned inside, and her tongue began to gather up all the drying cum. It was salty and acrid, but she knew that she’d perform as he demanded.

The pleasure of her mouth came back to him as she sucked and cleaned his cock. He grew to such proportions, not sure if it was her mouth that did that or her mind that conjured up what she desired from him. He didn’t care, sitting back as her nimble fingers went to work on his balls, caressing them, clenching them, even surprising him when she goosed him. It all felt good. Finally, it was time to be inside her once again.

“Sit on my cock and face my congregation so they may see you fornicate with Lucifer.”

He held his cock up as she backed onto his lap. She perched high on her toes so that her pussy would be poised over it. She lowered down until she felt his cock touch her pussy and then stopped as he rubbed it back and forth. She waited for him.

“Now, lower down on my cock. Let me feel you give me the pleasure I deserve,” he commanded her.

He felt so much bigger as she slowly sank down on him, but she knew why. She conjured up his rock-hard cock, though she wasn’t sure how much of it was her conjuring over his. She rotated her hips as she slowly sank down on him. It was as if his cock corkscrewed into her and touched every inch of her pussy as she took him. She began to ride him, up and down, each time going deeper inside her. His hands came around her waist, and his fingers sought out her pussy. She thrilled in the pleasure as he captured her clit and exposed it for all to see. Then, his fingers went to work on it, rubbing it until it swelled up. She never felt or saw it so big. Did he conjure my clit up to such proportions or is my excitement that great? She watched in awe in those before her, an orgy of perverse pleasure. She’d never seen so many cocks in so many shapes and sizes. The things they did with their cocks went to such extreme, so many of the acts perverted and degrading but not a murmur of protest could be heard. All the while, Ravenna concentrated on providing Vale with all that he desired. Not even when he played with her ass or a stray finger was shoved unceremoniously in her bowels could dampen her enthusiasm. She knew that she would serve up her virgin ass hole for his cock one day, and she wouldn’t protest the sodomy of her virgin bung. It was her destiny to serve him in any manner he desire or any man or woman he desired her to be with.

The orgy went on for days. Ravenna couldn’t count the number of times that Vale came inside her or the number of times she orgasmed for him. Her mouth was always ready to clean him and revive him, though he needed little reviving. It was as though his cock was in a perpetual state of such hardness.





Epilogue


Mated for Life


William Butler remained the President of Wexter University for another fifteen years. His lovely wife, Sandy, but more so his daughter, Dawn, was served up for the pleasure of Vale Perdition, each time William wanted money to grow his legacy for Wexter University. He always thought it was his cunning and skills that got Vale to part with his money, but Sandy and Dawn knew differently. It was their submission to Vale that sealed the deal each year. William was always dazed and confused afterward, but with check in hand; he cared little except for the results.

Dawn attended Wexter for her bachelor’s degree then left to get her master’s degree and her PhD. Her mother would send for her when it was time to pleasure Vale, and Dawn hurried home. She looked forward to it as much as he did. Now, it was different, Ravenna was his mate, though no one every spoke of marriage, it was implied. Dawn realized the first time he brought her with him that she knew everything. Dawn found out quickly she was experienced in all manner of sexual acts, including perverted acts between two women. Vale enjoyed watching her and Ravenna pleasure each other, and he joined in before they climaxed. It was in this manner that Dawn learned of the pleasure of a woman taking her with a dildo while a man took her in the ass. She’d never felt as stuffed as she did that time.

* * * *

William Butler retired from Wexter University, but his legacy lived on. Dawn took over as president of the university with the unanimous support of the board, but what else could they do. It was Vale’s wish that she take command of the university. He made it very plain that his support hinged on her leading the university. No one questioned it; they unquestioningly obeyed, just as all men and women did when Vale ordered them.

Dawn married two years later. She married the head of the English department at Harvard University, and he soon joined the faculty of Wexter University. David was everything you would think of an English professor, handsome in an educated sort of way, slightly forgetful but brilliant. He wasn’t the most imaginative man in the bedroom, but Dawn had Vale as an outlet for her more imaginative encounters. David soon had the same forgetfulness that Dawn’s father had after Vale left, though he was always in a good mood, content and satisfied. If he only knew why, he might not have felt that way.

It was the second year of their marriage that Vale surprised Dawn, and that was difficult to do. She wanted five million dollars from him and twenty more from his friends. This was not a large sum of money from Vale; he seemed to have an unlimited supply, which Dawn didn’t care where he got it from. They had just had dinner, and they were in the living room having cognac. Ravenna sat next to Vale. Ravenna wasn’t much older than Dawn, yet Ravenna didn’t seem to age any longer. She hit thirty-five years old and didn’t move, the same way that Vale never looked over forty-five, though she knew he was much older. She didn’t even care to speculate on his age because that would open up fears in her mind as to whom or what he was.

In the living room, Vale and David were locked in a pitched, heated philosophical debate, which they always were. Then, Vale abruptly ended it. His words changed David instantly. “Come over here, David, and kneel between my legs.”

Dawn watched as David’s eyes grew big, but then, they glossed over as if he was out in space. But, he got up and walked over, kneeling between Vale’s legs. His eyes were glued to Vale’s crotch. Dawn knew he was mesmerized by Vale, but she feared what would be required of him. Then, Ravenna’s voice rose up.

“You do the same, Dawn, but over here,” pushing her skirt out of the way so her legs were bare all the way to her crotch. It was obvious that she wore no panties beneath it.

Dawn kneeled between her legs, but she was conscious of everything. She knew what would be required of her; she had done it many times with Ravenna. Her hands slid up Ravenna’s thighs, and then, her head moved forward until her tongue touched the wet flesh of Ravenna’s pussy. She went to work instantly as she heard Vale’s monotonous voice instructing David.

“Take out my cock, David, let me feel your hands on it. Stroke it as you would your own.” David was an eager student, obeying without question, and he soon had Vale’s shorts and pants around his knees. David explored him intimately.

Dawn was sure that in David’s mind it was his own cock that he stroked and explored. It didn’t take long before Dawn heard the next words, expecting them.

“Take my cock in your mouth and suck it; suck it as you’d like Dawn to do to it. Don’t stop until I cum, just as you do with Dawn, when you cum in her mouth.” Vale felt the pleasure as David’s mouth took possession of his cock greedily. “Watch David perform, Dawn. We have so much to teach him.”

Dawn kneeled between Ravenna’s legs, stroking her pussy to keep her satisfied, but her eyes were on her husband. It was an unexpected sight for her to see. He sucked Vale’s cock with such skills, as though he had done it before. Did David have some secrets that I didn’t know about?

As usual, Vale could hold out for a long time, but David didn’t pull away, sucking and licking Vale’s cock while his hands caressed and squeezed Vale’s balls to make him cum, but Vale held out. Vale wasn’t ready until he taught David to take his cock in his throat. David gagged and choked, but he never pulled away.

Vale reluctantly pulled his cock from David’s throat but left it in his mouth. “Drink my powerful seed, David, worship me by swallowing every single drop.”

And David did with such gusto; gulping and swallowing Vale’s profuse cum. When Vale finally finished cumming, David licked his cock clean.

Dawn hoped that Vale was finished, but that was not to be David’s destiny.

“Stand up and strip for us, David, get naked and do it sexily.” Vale had a grin on his face when he said it.

It was almost comedic for Dawn to see her prim and proper David try to be sexy and strip off his clothes. She had to fight not to laugh, but soon, David was naked and his hand held out his cock and stroked it.

“Help me, Dawn, help me get David ready.” He handed her the sacred oil.

“Lie over the footstool, David. Stick your ass up in the air.”

Dawn was surprised to see David’s cock get harder when she fingered his ass hole and greased it up. She massaged his prostrate, and soon, his erection grew beneath him. “He’s ready,” she told Vale.

David didn’t move a muscle as Vale pushed his big cock up against the tiny anus before him. Ravenna made sure that she conjured up his cock to a large girth and length, all for the pleasure of David and Vale. Dawn’s hand slid beneath David and gripped his balls. She goosed him hard, making him jerk back uncontrollably. Vale was ready, holding firmly, and soon, the head of his cock breached David’s tight, virgin bung. Dawn did all the work, goosing and squeezing David’s balls until he squirmed and impaled himself on the monstrous cock that sought the depths of his bowels.

David took it all and gave Vale the pleasure he wanted. Then, it was Dawn’s turn, and she took his cock the same way David did, sodomized for Vale’s pleasure. Ravenna joined in the games later on, and Dawn used her mouth on both of them to give them their pleasure.

* * * *

Wexter University thrived over the years, expanding drastically under the direction of Dawn and the money of Vale. Dawn tried to prevent it, but she found herself pregnant, and as Vale ordained, she had a girl. Dawn knew in eighteen years, Vale would take her for his own, and Dawn could do nothing about it. She hoped her daughter would be just as understanding of the situation as Dawn was when confronted with the reality of Vale’s power.

About every five years, there would be a new batch of Perdition boys and girls that joined the ranks of Wexter University as students, all of them adopted by Vale Perdition. No one ever noticed the strange occurrences or the brief lapses of memories for some of the women students. The Perdition males were always handsome, powerful and persuasive.

As each Perdition graduated, they would leave the university and depart for the four corners of the world. It was there that they would set up their own coven to celebrate Lord Lucifer. The world was always in battle between good and evil, but evil grew like a plague.

Deep in the woods, close to the Perdition estate, the caves were always filled with the sacred rituals that took place with such regularity. At the head of the caverns sat the two of them, ageless wonders, his mate Ravenna and the Lord Lucifer. It was here that they were given the virginal sacrifices they needed to sustain their power.


