TA-140  Laura's Vicious Lesson
[aka 'Laura']
by Unknown


ONE 

Laura's eyes widened as the man's pants slid to the floor and she saw the 
length and width of his erect penis. She swallowed and let out a sigh of 
delight. She had seen many penis's, cocks, she reminded herself, hut this 
one was truly spectacular. 

It stood out proudly erect from the man's thick shaggy growth of pubic hair, 
pointing like a gun at it's intended target. Two golf balls sized testicles 
hung down below the foot long organ, swaying slightly as the man moved 
forward. 

Her eyes slid up an down his body, over his thick muscular, hair covered 
chest, up to his wide, powerful shoulders, down the length of his thick, 
muscle packed arms, and then onto his flat, ridged belly. 

She sighed again, her loins burning with desire. She pulled her skirr up 
over her hips to bare her groin, covered only in the thin black diaphanous 
G-string. Her hands slid down to the g-string, and rubbed the thin material 
up and down over her cunt slit. 

Her eyes moved across to the girl, her huge breasts standing out firm and 
round, pink nipples hard, erect. The teenager hung from the ceiling, her 
wrists encased in thick chains that held them high above her head. Her feet 
were also chained, pulled far apart, to bare her glossy blonde furred 
cunt-mound. 

The girl, Cindy, groaned slightly as the man came towards her. Her eyes were 
wide and frightened as the man grinned nastily at her. He licked his lips, 
his eyes flickering over her womanly form. He stood before her, his penis 
almost touching her belly as she twisted helplessly in her chains. 

His hand shot out and grabbed her hair, and she cried out in pain as her 
head was jerked far back. Her breasts pushed out further and the man's eyes 
lit up as he beheld them. His other hand touched Cindy's left breast, then 
squeezed it tightly, bringing a moan, half pleasure, half pain, from Cindy. 

Then his mouth came down on her throat, lips closing tightly, teeth nibbling 
gently, then with more force, harder still to draw blood as Cindy gurgled in 
fear and pain. 

His head came back and Laura could see the ring where his teeth had bitten 
her. Little droplets of blood slowly trickled down Cindy's neck. 

Laura's hand slid into her panty, touching her pussy directly. She sat back 
in her chair, opened her legs wide. Her finger rubbed firmly up and down her 
hot, juicing slit, then darted inside to the first joint, only to pull back. 

She watched the man circle Cindy slowly, like a wolf circling it's prey. He 
stood behind her for a moment, his hand sliding over Cindy's round young ass 
cheeks. He stiffened a finger, then pushed it hard, up into her rectum. 

Cindy gasped at the sudden intrusion, her legs and arms pulled hopelessly 
against her chains as she sought to escape the finger. Cindy was a virgin 
who knew nothing about sex She was the spoiled, self important daughter of a 
powerful businessman. It was her misfortune to have been kidnapped by her 
father's most despised enemy. 

Now her small form writhed in her bonds, her breasts bobbing, her skin 
covered in perspiration. The man's finger pulled loose from her anus, and he 
stood back. He picked up a long black bull whip from a ledge. It was coiled 
loosely. 

He stood back, dropping the length of the evil looking whip to the floor. 
Then an evil grin appeared on his face. He looked past Cindy, staring 
straight at Laura for a moment, then the whip came up. 

Cindy braced for the impact she knew was about to come, her eyes closing, 
and teeth clenched. Laura jerked her panties down, almost tearing the tiny 
string that held the thin V of cloth together in her haste. 

Two fingers locked together and plunged into her sopping vaginal canal. They 
slid up her to the knuckles then began to pump. Her eyes were fixed on 
Cindy's body, waiting, willing the whip to strike. Her thumb rubbed 
furiously across her clitty as she stared in anticipation. 

Then the whip flew threw the air. The horrible crack as it struck Cindy's 
flesh mingled with the girls tortured scream. Lost in the noise was the low 
groan of satisfaction coming from Laura's lips. 

She saw the long red welt appear across Cindy's shoulders, and her pussy 
bubbled in delight. 

The whip slashed down again, directly across Cindy's buttocks, sending her 
loins shooting forward as she cried and sobbed in pain. Again and again the 
whip flew, leaving a series of horrible criss crossing red welts across 
Cindy's back, shoulders, and buttocks. 

By the time the man finished, she was hanging limply in her chains, barely 
conscious. He smiled, dropping the whip and moving around to the front. He 
watched the girl, then pushed two fingers beneath her chin, lifting her head 
up and back. 

Her eyes were two tiny slits, her eyes looking out ;it him filled with pain 
and reproach. He dropped her head, allowing it to fall forward again. Moving 
to low table, he picked up a short cane, and slapped it into his palm 
several times. 

Laura groaned, digging her fingers into her pussy with furious pumping 
strokes. She'd already cum once, and was approaching a second orgasm. She 
tore off her robe, already open wide, leaving her naked. Her hand slid over 
her breasts, cupping them firmly, then squeezing tight. 

The man lifted the cane, then brought it down. It made a whistling arc 
through the air before smacking into the middle of Cindy's left breast. 

The teenager's head jerked up and back and a horrified scream flew from her 
lips. Her breast was practically cut in two by the wooden cane, which 
plunged straight through her thick round malleable meat to her rib cage 
before stopping and bouncing back. 

A vicious red line appeared across the sobbing girl's breast, just under her 
nipple. The cane soared through the air once again, cracking against the 
girl's right breast, this time directly over her erect nipple. 

Cindy was almost going crazy with the pain, her body thrashed madly in the 
chains, her mouth gurgling and sobbing, and screeching, begging him to stop. 

He only smiled. The cane whistled repeatedly, cracking, and slashing against 
her ripe round breasts, turning the meaty sacks of flesh into tortured bags 
of pain. 

Then he dropped the cane, and moved behind her. Laura watched his bobbing 
cock as it pushed against Cindy's buttocks, slid between the wounded ass 
cheeks. The round knob of a head pushed against Cindy's crinkled little anus 
bringing a gasp of appalled dismay to the disheveled blonde girl. 

Laura mewled in delight, sticking a finger into her own anus as the man's 
thick meat pushed against Cindy's rectum. She saw the rounded opening slide 
open, and the round girth of the cockhead push into her. Cindy's body was 
shoved forward at the groin by the tremendous pressure on her ass-hole. 

He didn't care though, and continued to exert fierce pressure on the little 
opening. His cock moved up into her with slow measured increments as she 
wailed in humiliation and agony. 

Laura watched the incredibly long cock disappear into the teenager's rectum 
with a mixture of burning lust and awed wonder. She wondered if she could 
take such a long fat organ in her little round hole. She groaned as a third 
orgasm approached. 

Cindy's eyes were bulging in shock as the last inch of male fuckmeat pushed 
into her anus. The man's balls were pressed against her buttocks as he 
rested there for a moment, his hands coming around her chest to squeeze her 
tortured titties. 

Then he started to pump his cock in her. He slid the long shaft back out of 
her hole, slowly, inch by inch, like the sword Excalibur coming out of the 
rock, more and more of it appeared until just the tip was inside. 

Laura's breathing was coming in ragged gasps, then she grunted as if in pain 
as the cock rammed forward, slamming up into the hapless girls' ass-hole 
with tremendous force. Slowly it withdrew again. 

Laura's cunt sizzled and spasmed with sexual passion. She humped against her 
fingers, her groans of pleasure almost drowning out Cindy's tortured cries. 
Her eyes were locked on the man's cock as it slid in and out of Cindy's 
rectum. the cock sped up, moving with greater and greater speed. Soon it was 
pounding up Cindy's ass-hole like a trip hammer. The man's hips slammed 
against Cindy's ass-cheeks furiously, setting the wounded meat jiggling and 
bouncing frantically. 

Cindy's whole body rocked in her chains as his hips pummeled her and his 
cock ripped in and out of her anus. His hands were tearing at her fat 
titties, twisting and pulling them into awful, painful shapes, his fingers 
bruising, tearing. 

Cindy grunted continuously, a long horrified stream of protests timed with 
his fucking up-thrusting cockknob as it punched up her bowels remorselessly. 
Then the man buried his entire length in her and lifted her higher in her 
chains as he sought to cram every last inch of fucktool up the teenage ass 
it was encased in. 

He groaned low in his throat, like an animal as his cock spurted and sprayed 
his seeds up into the young nubile body he had enslaved. 

Laura sighed and pressed the off button. The tape stopped, the picture of 
poor little Cindy replaced by a newscaster as the VCR turned off. 

Laura's body shuddered one final time, her mind filled with the image of 
Cindy, except it wasn't Cindy who hung helplessly from the chains, it was 
herself. She swallowed and then rose from her chair. 

She sighed and ran a hand through her shoulder length blonde hair, before 
reaching over and turning of the TV set. It was a big forty inch screen and 
had cost a fortune. She grinned as she thought of what her family would say 
if they knew what she watched on it. 

She pulled the tape free and returned it to its case, carrying it with her 
as she moved across the living room to the stairs. She glanced at her watch 
on the way, eleven fifteen. She usually went to bed at eleven, but this tape 
had been a good one. 

Laura needed to cum before going to bed. It was the only way she could 
sleep. If she didn't finger herself to a good orgasm before bed, her hands 
would continually stray to her moist cave, it would heat up and she would 
have to jerk off or stay awake all night. 

She entered the first room upstairs. It was covered, floor to ceiling, in 
bookshelves. Thousands of books lined the shelves, except for one section. 
On this section was her tape library. Here were hundreds of tapes, in cases 
with innocuous names like Cindy', Vampire', and slaves'. 

Each of them was bought through the mail, for Laura could never have brought 
herself to purchase one where someone could see her. She could never have 
taken something like Cindy' up to a counter with a real person there, a 
person who would no doubt give her a strange knowing smirk, which would make 
her squirm in mortification. 

Laura was easily embarrassed. In fact, Laura had no friends because she was 
so painfully shy. She worked in a cubicle in a big downtown building, 
programming a computer. She was an excellent computer programmer, the only 
reason she had not been promoted was that she couldn't stand interacting 
with her co-workers. 

She was content with her computer screen, ignoring invitations to lunch or 
party's until her co-workers simply ignored the girl. 

At twenty-four, Laura was a virgin. She had never ever even dated a man, or 
a boy. She had never kissed anybody who wasn't family, had never held a boys 
hand. 

When she'd been in school she'd been a stick thin figure with enormous coke 
bottle glasses and braces. The others had made fun of her, especially during 
high school. There'd been endless jokes about sexy Laura, the vamp, jokes 
about her flatness and plainness. 

Laura had responded by missing classes, more and more of them until she had 
finally dropped out at fifteen. She had taken correspondence courses then 
until she'd gotten her diploma, then taken more correspondence courses to 
get her degree in Computer Science. 

Eventually her body had filled out, but by then all this did was embarrass 
her further. She wore thick, sweaters, and baggy pants to disguise her firm 
breasts, curved hips and rounded buttocks. 

The thick glasses she'd worn through her teenage years had corrected her 
vision and she no longer needed them. The braces had gone, leaving her with 
perfect rows of pearly white teeth, not that anyone ever saw them though. 

She was in fact, in her own mind, at least no longer ugly. The idea that she 
was practically beautiful, that men would desire her body, would have 
astonished her. 

The people she worked with called her Mouse, even to her face. When she had 
to talk to them it was with her eyes downcast, and her mouth almost closed, 
mumbling through her lips. Her hair, which, when loose, flowed around her 
like a golden shower, was habitually held tightly back in a pony tail that 
dangled down her back. 

Yet Laura was a nymphomaniac. She knew she was, felt the burning in her 
loins as her mind ran through endless fantasies about the men she saw on the 
bus, or at work. 

The fantasy's weren't all violent, sometimes they involved caring, loving 
handsome men who saw past her blighted exterior to the warm heart beneath. 

Often though, her fantasy's involved her with horrid evil men who would 
abuse her, chain her, torture her with their male organs and brutal 
strengths. 

She set the cassette on the shelf and left the library, crossing the hall to 
her bedroom. 

Her bed was a big brass four poster, wide and high, she had chosen it 
specifically for her fantasy's. Each corner had a bracket for holding the 
leather bonds she had purchased. Sometimes she would slide the elasticized 
bonds around her ankles, resisting their downward pull on her body long 
enough to dig her wrists into the bonds at the top corners. 

Then she would lie flat, her wrists and arms spread in a perfect X shape, 
the bands pulling her in four directions while she fantasized about being a 
prisoner of a mad rapist. 

Sometimes she would have a dildo or vibrator locked inside her vagina or 
anus, or sometimes in both. She would lie there groaning and pushing her 
hips upward as she rocked through orgasm after orgasm. 

Laura had a wide variety of dildoes of various shapes and sizes. She also 
had a number of vibrating twisting mechanical devices that could drive her 
to gut wrenching orgasms through hours of sexual self abusement. 

She had thick leather wrist and ankles bonds that she would use to hang from 
the ceiling with, and chains and cords to bind her body from head to foot. 
Her lingerie drawers were filled with lacy filmy transparent panties, bras, 
and teddies. 

She dropped her robe on a hook and pulled back the covers of her bed. She 
turned off the lights, dreaming of another life, a life where she was a 
pretty, popular, girl with many friends, and men lined up to make love to 
her. 

***** 

Laura cursed as she tried to straighten out the ropes. She glared at the 
knot between her fingers, willing it to open so she could retie it at a 
different position. She had been working on this for almost an hour and a 
half now, trying to get everything just right. 

Two padded leather cuffs hung from hooks attached to corners of the shelves 
she was standing between. The shelves were sturdy metal, and stood out in 
the middle of the basement, anchored into position by bolts in the floor and 
ceiling. 

Another pair of cuffs were attached to lower shelves on both shelves. They 
were each attached to a strong rope that went through a round eye hole 
screwed to the shelves. A heavy weight was attached to those ropes. 

The ropes sat on low shelves, one on each shelf unit. What Laura wanted to 
do was hang from the top ropes with her ankles locked in the lower ones. 
Then she was push the weights off the back end of the shelves they were 
sitting on so they would jerk tightly on her ankles, pulling and spreading 
her legs down and apart. 

Then she could hang there like the girl in the movie yesterday. The problem 
was that the ropes had to be just the right length, and the weights just the 
right weight. 

The wrist cuffs would hold her tightly as would the ankle cuffs. To release 
herself, she would have to use her legs, one at a time, to pull the weights 
back up onto their shelves. With this pressure released, she would then lift 
her feet onto the shelves, push her body upward, and slide the hooks holding 
her wrist cuffs, up off the bolts in the top of the two shelves. 

Then she could bend down and pull her ankles cuffs loose from the hook 
attaching them to the ropes, get down and push the key into the leather 
cuffs, lock and they would spring open as easily as they clicked shut. If 
the weights were too light she wouldn't get the satisfaction of being 
stretched apart like that, if they were too heavy, or the ropes too long, 
she wouldn't be able to lift them back up and would never get down again. 

Her face blazed at the thought of someone, maybe a policeman responding to 
her mother's query's coming down here in two or three days and finding her 
locked tightly with a vibrator up her pussy. 

The knot came free and she moved it down the rope and retied it. 

She stood up, running a hand across her naked buttock, examining her 
handiwork. Then moved back to the table, dropping surplus rope on it. She 
moved back to the shelves, moving around the mechanical contraption she'd 
been fiddling with for several weeks, the contraption that was supposed to 
push dildoes in and out of her as she held still. 

Laura hadn't managed to get it right yet, the metal bar that moved up and 
down was far too fast and moved too far out. It would kill her like that, 
shoving itself up her pussy to her stomach and maybe beyond. 

She reached the two shelves. Her pussy was bubbling in expectation as she 
imagined herself hanging helplessly between them. She sat on a chair next to 
one shelf and spread her legs. 

She pushed the vibrator into her pussy slit slowly, pumping it slightly. It 
was he widest vibrator, and the most powerful. She grunted slightly with the 
effort of forcing it into her tight tube. 

When it was all the way in her, only the tip protruding between her oily 
slick pussy lips, she patted her pussy. She had no pubic hair, having shaved 
and then waxed her mound completely bare some days before. She picked up a 
second vibrator. This one had a front section that twirled around in circles 
once activated. She pushed this one into her ass-hole until the entire thing 
was in her and her but for the end. 

She stood up, her cunt and ass muscles clutching the" two implements inside 
her. She slid a thin belt around her hips and tied it tightly, a second 
belt, only an inch wide, hung down from the back of the belt, right above 
her ass cheeks. Its length slid down between her buttocks like a tail. 

She pulled up the wrist cuffs, put the first around her right wrist and 
closed it. It clicked tightly shut. The second cuff clicked around her left 
wrist as her belly fluttered in anticipation. 

She reached between her legs and twisted the end of the vibrator in her 
cunt. It started buzzing furiously inside her. Then she touched the button 
on the bottom of the other one and it started buzzing too, as well as 
twisting inside her. 

She pulled the inch wide strip of material up between her legs. It was 
elasticized and rubbery. It wouldn't reach the top belt with out pulling 
with considerable force. 

The belt pushed up on the vibrator in her anus, shoving it right into her. 
The entire thing was sucked past her ass mouth so her crinkled opening 
closed tightly, locking it inside. 

The belt pulled up between her pussy lips, splitting them apart, and pushing 
up painfully on the vibrator, which was already touching her cervix. It 
wouldn't go in any further and the rubbery belt finally reached the one 
around her waist and clicked into position. It would hold the two inside her 
without her having to wear out her muscles doing it. 

She quickly stood between the shelves. They were a good eight feet high, and 
their multiple shelves were empty, save for the two weights, one on the 
second lowest shelf on either side of her. 

She put a foot on the lowest shelf on her right, then on her left. She had 
to spread her legs far apart to hold herself there, then climbed up a shelf. 
Now her ankle cuffs were next to the hook that would attach them to the 
weights. 

She bent down, holding tight to the shelves so 

IS she didn't fall. She reached out a hand and slipped the hook into the 
round eyehole on her right cuff, then did the same for the left. 

She raised herself up again, reaching her hands high above her. They 
couldn't reach the top of the shelving units yet though. She pulled her foot 
higher, climbing up onto the third shelf. Now her wrist cuffs and the hook 
attached to them were in position just above the round eyeholes. She pushed 
the hooks in, then lowered herself. 

The two shelving units groaned slightly as she stepped off and hung between 
them. Her wrists were wide apart and her shoulders ached slightly from the 
strain of supporting her. She hung in place for a few minutes, squeezing her 
thighs together around the buzzing vibrators. 

Then she pushed her left foot out to the side, sliding it along the shelf 
that held the weight. Her toe shoved at the weight, once, again, until it 
dropped off the other side of the shelf. 

Laura gasped as her body was pulled sharply to the left. Her left foot was 
dragged far to the side making it hard to reach the other weight on her 
right side. She had to grunt and strain to pull herself back to the right, 
hooking her foot around a vertical bar on the right shelf until she could 
brace her left foot against the shelf on that side. 

Then she shoved with her right foot, knocking that weight off the shelf. The 
two weights now hung in mid air on the opposite sides of the shelves 
supporting Laura. 

They pulled tightly on her ankles, forcing them apart, adding weight to her 
wrists. Laura groaned sharply as her body was pulled in four directions at 
once. She gazed at the giant mirror on the wall in front of her, eyeing the 
naked bound girl with desperate excitement. 

Her guts cramped and locked, then exploded in a giant cum. The twin 
vibrators buzzing and twirling inside her driving her higher and higher to 
peak and then fall back. 

Her mind took over, fantasy building a story of her capture by evil pirates 
who'd locked her like this below decks preparatory to a mass raping. She 
hung her head down dramatically, like a tortured sex slave. She eyed herself 
in the mirror, peering through her dangling hair. 

The vision excited her. She pulled her head up and back, thrusting her chest 
out, watching her nipples as they pointed tautly up. The muscles in her 
thighs ached from the pressure of being forced apart so wide. It only added 
to her swelling sensual feelings. 

She tried to hump her groin forward and back, barely managing to move in her 
tight bondage. She imagined the man from the movie fucking her in the ass 
like this, as he'd done to the blonde girl. 

She gasped as a wave of sexual electricity sizzled along her spine, seeming 
to move from her tailbone up into her chest and then explode. She shuddered 
and trembled uncontrollably as a massive whirling orgasm roared through her, 
almost knocking her senseless with it's powerful force. 

Her mind spun as wave after wave of astonishingly powerful sensations swept 
over her. The aching in her thighs and shoulders seeming to build it higher, 
the pain to accentuate the pleasure. They built on each other, driving her 
into a howling vortex of burning sexual ecstasy. 

For the first time she could remember, she actually cried out in passion. 
The sound astonished her, and she wondered at first where it came from. Then 
another wave crashed into her and she screamed with pleasure, her body 
twitching and jerking continuously. 

Her fantasy's built, all manner of depravations and humiliations were poured 
on her by sadistic, giant tooled men, with bulging muscles. She closed her 
eyes and felt herself swept away by a long shattering seizure that locked 
the breath in her lungs for endless seconds until spots appeared before her 
eyes and she almost lost consciousness. 

Finally it subsided and she gulped in great lungfuls of air. 

 TWO 

It didn't matter how often Laura jerked off, it seemed that she was always 
horny again within a few minutes. Perhaps it was because she had no real 
outlet for her sexual lusts. Her dildo's and Vibrators were no real 
substitute for the feeling of a man's hot penis, and the chains and bonds 
she put herself in couldn't replace the ideal of being enslaved and used by 
a muscle bulging male. 

Maybe if she could get a good strong fucking every day, she thought, she 
wouldn't be so obsessed with it. Maybe she would discover that it wasn't all 
it was said to be. 

She stared at her nude form in the mirror, thrusting her chest up and out, 
accentuating her firm round breasts. Every time she saw herself naked it 
made her excited. She almost never took a bath or shower without 
masturbating at least once. 

She slid her hands gently down over her soft flat belly, sighing as she 
thought of the exquisite feelings it would bring her if a man would touch 
her like this. She turned around, showing her ass to the mirror, and bent 
forward slightly. 

But she had no time for jerking off now. It was time for work. She turned 
towards her clothes, and then hesitated. A sudden thought moved into her 
mind, a recollection of a movie she'd watched the other night, a movie about 
an exhibitionist. 

Laura was an exhibitionist herself, sort of. The idea of someone seeing her 
naked was intensely stimulating, but in reality would also be horrifyingly 
embarrassing. So she took chances, she never outright exposed herself, but 
risked it by various subterfuges. 

Now she thought about the long bus ride to work as she gazed down at her 
simple dark blue dress. She swallowed as her excitement built higher, 
deciding what the risk would be if she didn't wear it, if she didn't wear 
anything beneath her long coat. 

She could carry the dress in her briefcase, along with her bra and panties. 
She licked her lips, her pussy fairly drooling at the idea of moving around 
amongst people wearing nothing but her raincoat. 

One time before she'd done that, not during the day though. She'd gone out 
at night to the corner store wearing only the coat. Walking along the 
deserted path she'd opened it wide, baring herself to anybody who happened 
to see, which of course was nobody since she'd been alone. The instant a car 
had turned onto the street ahead, she'd closed the coat tightly. 

Still the thrill of walking like that had made her cum almost without 
touching herself. She decided to try it again. She folded the cotton dress 
neatly and placed it in her briefcase. Over it she placed her underwear. 

She was about to leave the room when she hesitated. Already excited, another 
idea sprang to mind. She went back to the closet and pulled out a short but 
very fat vibrator. She sat down naked on the edge of the bed and pulled her 
feet up to either side of her hips, spreading her legs wide. 

Laura rubbed the vibrator around and around her pussy entrance, turning it 
on to buzz it back and forth her rapidly stiffening clitty. She pushed it 
against her pussy slit, using pressure to force back her cunt lips and get 
the thick round tube into her. 

She grunted as the first inch slid in, then pulled back slightly before 
pushing forward. Gradually, slowly, not wanting to hurt herself as the big 
vibrator tore her cunt lips wide open, she moved the entire thing into her. 
Her pussy lips were able to close tightly around her finger, which continued 
to push the vibrator further up her fuck hole. 

Then she pulled her legs closed. She would have felt the vibrator's 
thickness and hardness up inside her even without the buzzing. With the 
buzzing it felt like there was a crackling incendiary flare up inside her, 
spraying sparks out the end of her pussy. 

She grabbed her briefcase and headed downstairs wearing only her shoes. At 
the door she pulled on her raincoat, and buttoned it up to her throat, then 
opened the door to leave. She stopped for a second, arguing furiously with 
herself, but then decided to go ahead. 

She walked down the sidewalk to the bus stop, intensely aware of the buzzing 
lump of plastic up her pussy. The cool summer air reached under her coat and 
tickled her hairless pussy lips as she walked, increasing her excitement. 

By the time she had reached the bus stop she was almost ready to cum. She 
stood at the rear of the group of people waiting there, pressing her thighs 
together unobtrusively. 

Then she came. It wasn't a lightning like avalanche of light and sound like 
the other night, just a slow buildup of hot warmth in her pussy and swelling 
titties that gave way to a low shuddering climax. 

She closed her eyes briefly, her thighs were pressed tight together as the 
cum sizzled within her body. A close observer, would have noted the 
reddening of her face and the trembling of her body. Her lips were clamped 
tightly closed and no sounds arose. 

Then the cum was over, just as the bus arrived. Laura got on but all the 
seats were full so she was forced to stand along the aisle. She resented 
this, as she always did. The rotten school kids always got on before her and 
filled up the bus. 

She glared at the little rodents, mostly younger teenagers. The girls she 
disliked the most, especially the pretty ones. She stared at one laughing 
girl a few feet away from her. She was a brunette. Her hair was a gorgeous 
light brown and hung down around her pretty face like silk. 

From what Laura could see beneath the girl's coat she had a nice body for 
her age too. Little slut, she thought resentfully. Probably fucking and 
sucking the boys cocks every night. 

She studied the girl's young face, imagining a man's big cock sliding in and 
out of those delicate lips. She'd have paid to see that. Her mind pictured 
the girl in all manner of sexual poses, pictured her in bondage being 
whipped and ass-fucked. 

She thought of the big dildo she had that could be attached to a harness 
worn by a woman, pictured herself fucking the girl in the ass-hole. 

The fantasies were heating up her cunny again so she tore her eyes off the 
girl, only to find them fall on a tall handsome man nearby. She wondered if 
he had a big cock, and liked to fuck. Then her eyes opened in alarm as she 
felt the end of the vibrator push past her cunt lips. 

She closed her legs and gripped on the it with her cunt muscles. It moved a 
little ways back but continued to threaten to fall out. As slippery as it 
was with her pussy drool, she knew it would be impossible to clamp her cunt 
lips tightly enough to keep it inside if it managed to get more than an inch 
past her cunt entrance. 

She cursed herself for not wearing some kind of belt or panties to hold it 
in place. She'd thought that it would be safe because of it's thickness, 
thought it would be safely lodged high in her cuntpit. Unfortunately her 
cumming and then continued excitement, had loosened and lubricated her cunt 
enough for it to work it's way down. 

She tried to shift her position around so she could bring her as against the 
corner of one of the seats. She succeeded after a minute. Standing backwards 
in the bus she managed to bend forward a little and push her ass against the 
iron seat back behind her. 

She felt the pressure of the seat edge the vibrator back into her pussy, but 
not all the way. It was still just inside her, holding her cunt lips wide 
apart as it nestled there between them. 

Someone wanted off and she had to move away, then it was impossible to work 
her way back without pushing through people. She stood in the aisle, 
becoming more and more desperate as she felt the vibrator slipping past her 
cunt lips. 

What was worse, there were no other women around except for one young 
teenage girl wearing tight jeans tucked into boots. If the dildo slid out of 
her it would clatter down on the floor where everyone would notice it and 
immediately know who it belonged to. 

She couldn't even get off the bus. They were on the freeway. 

She pushed her thighs together desperately, feeling more and more of the 
vibrator slip out anyway. She couldn't keep her thighs close enough together 
to keep it inside because she couldn't stay balanced with her feet together, 
the bus ride wasn't smooth enough for that. 

Finally the bus turned off the freeway. She heard the bell going and prayed 
she could hold the vibrator in her long enough to step off the bus. But what 
would happen when she had to open her legs wide and go down those high 
steps? Would the vibrator fall out right then? 

Just as the bus rolled to a stop, a man right next to her got up! She moved 
immediately to his seat, outracing another woman behind her. She bent, 
feeling the vibrator start to really slide out of her. Then she lowered her 
ass toward the seat. 

She was a good six inches off the seat when she felt the end of the vibrator 
make contact with it. She had to sit down fast to keep it from falling out. 
Her weight came crushing down on the vibrator, sending it plunging back up 
her pussy with painful speed and force. 

The man beside her took her grunt as one of relief though, not pain. A 
second later it was relief as she felt her cunt lips close tightly again, 
felt them pressing against each other as her cunt hole sucked the vibrator 
deeper into her body once more. 

The man got up and left a few stops later. The bus passed by a high school 
and she watched the kids get off, especially the brunette. She glared at the 
girl as she passed, watching her tight little ass in her jeans till the girl 
disappeared down the rear steps. How she would've liked to get her riding 
crop across those little buns, she thought, that'd teach the little bitch a 
lesson. 

The bus was only half full now, and she started to relax and enjoy herself 
once again. She wiggled her ass on the seat, feeling the vibrator move 
inside her with an excited blend of lust and fear. 

She gazed to the side. The seats across from hers were empty. She unbuttoned 
one of her buttons and slid a hand into her coat. Her fingers slid between 
her legs and onto her clitty, rubbing insistently. The rubbing immediately 
began to build up the fires of the furnace between her legs. 

The bus moved back onto the freeway, setting down for the run to her 
building in the west end. Daringly, she opened another button, then another, 
then another, until her coat was completely unbuttoned. Her eyes were locked 
on the people in front of her, especially the driver. 

She was reasonably sure he couldn't see her in his mirror, but not positive. 
She opened her coat a little ways, then a little more. Her hand moved openly 
to her cunt and she pushed down with her cunt muscles, sending the end of 
the vibrator out between her cunt lips. 

She gripped the end, pulling it further out, then started to pump it inside 
her. Her other hand slid between the parted halves of her coat and onto a 
furiously swollen breast. She gasped as her fingers found her rigid little 
nipple and twisted it savagely. 

She came then, plunging the buzzing vibrator high into her fuck hole as her 
cunt spasmed and trembled, sending juices spurting out around her fingers. 
Her head fell forward and she humped against the seat, rubbing herself back 
and forth. 

Waves of desperately repressed sexual sensations ripped through her, making 
her body shudder. Her legs were bent at the knee, her lower legs pressed 
tightly to the bottom of the seat as she bounced lightly atop it, sending 
her pussy spanking down against the plastic raincoat. 

Then she was out of it. She turned off the vibrator and shoved it as high 
inside her twat as it would go, then quickly buttoned up her coat and got 
off at her stop. Inside the building, she went to the bathroom, locking 
herself in a stall and opening her briefcase. 

She opened the coat and took it off, this too raising her sexual pulse. 
Standing naked in a public bathroom was an erotic experience to her, even if 
she was in a stall. 

She pulled on her panties and bra, then slipped the dull colored dress over 
her head. It fell down around her ankles and she was once more the boring, 
shy Miss Morgan. She put on her coat and went out and down the hall to her 
office. 

***** 

That evening she could hardly stand the feverish state of her body as she 
relived the morning's events. She spent more time working on what she called 
her fucking machine, altering the pressure so it would lesson the length of 
the rod's stroke. 

She had to stop twice to masturbate. The first time, she pushed a fat dildo 
up her ass-hole and then bent over her bed. With a long strap in her hand 
she bent around and whipped it down against her buttocks. It ached terribly, 
cracking against her soft skin with a loud cracking noise and a terrible 
sharp pain. 

She closed her eyes and imagined she was being whipped by a huge black man 
as he fucked her in the ass-hole. She squeezed out the dildo until only the 
first few inches were in, then pulled her foot up, jamming her heel into the 
end of the dildo and stuffing it back into her rectum until it ached. 

The second time, she turned a barrel on its side and stuck the dildo, it had 
a suction cup, to the side of the barrel. She straddled the thing like she 
was riding a horse and slowly lowered her white hot pussy onto the up-thrust 
dildo. 

She came almost as soon as the rounded head of the rubber cock pushed past 
her cunt lips, and then sank quickly downward, ignoring the pain, as her 
loins exploded with orgasmic come. The long dildo sank in her until her cunt 
lips touched the cold steel side of the barrel, and then wiggled her hips 
back and forth. 

She came again, and then a third time as she put her bare heels on the 
curved sides of the barrel and pushed her body up and down on the dildo. 
After several minutes of rising and falling, her leg muscles were almost 
ready to die of pain. 

She pushed herself upward one last time, straining, gritting her teeth, 
sweat covering her exhausted body. Then as she reached the apex of her rise, 
she felt her body begin to shake and tremble with the onset of another 
climax. 

Her foot slipped, and with it her balance. Her weakened legs weren't able to 
catch her fall in time, and her splayed crotch dropped down onto the dildo. 

She cried out in pain as the entire length of the dildo drove up into her 
belly in an instant. Her cunt was rippling and burning with sexual fire, and 
the impact of the rubber phallus, shooting into her womb drove her up into a 
state of orgasmic release that almost knocked her unconscious. 

Her entire brain seemed to throb and explode as furious searing bolts of 
ecstasy slammed into her belly. It was like getting shot point blank with a 
shotgun. Hammer blows of unendurable pleasure tore into her one after the 
other as she gave an astonished gasp of lust and rolled slowly to the side. 

The barrel turned over, and her with it The dildo still buried in her pussy 
gave off repeated shocks that sent the sobbing girl into the soothing 
blankness of unconsciousness. 

When she woke, only minutes later, her body was only starting to recover 
from the nerve blasting eruption. Her breathing came in short ragged gasps 
as she slowly pulled herself away from the barrel, the dildo sliding out of 
her sopping pussy tunnel. 

She lay on her back on the cement floor, one leg under the barrel, the other 
curved to the side. The cement was cold under her back. She slowly staggered 
to her feet, rubbing her pussy which hurt from her furious plunge. 

***** 

Mike watched the blonde with barely concealed-doubt. "Are you kidding?" he 
snorted. Dave and Joey laughed. "Hey you said you could get any girl in the 
office, didn't you?" Dave said. 

"But Laura?" he sighed. "Who'd want her?" 

"Hey she aim so bad looking." Joey giggled. 

"Ten to one." Mike demanded. 

"No way!" 

"Hey look at her!" Mike snapped. "It's gonna take ten gallons or rotgut to 
loosen those legs." 

"Carol says, loosen her hair up a little, an' get her some decent clothes, 
she wouldn't look half had." 

"Let Carol try to fuck her then." Mike said. "All right then, ten to one." 
Dave grinned. "But we want proof. Pictures, or video." 

"How the hell am I supposed to manage that." 

"Up to you bro." 

Laura put her put her donut back on the desk and gazed intently into her 
computer screen, completely oblivious to the scrutiny and comments. She'd 
just about gotten this problem licked, and was looking forward to getting 
home. The mail had come just before she'd left. There was a package of 

Video tapes she'd ordered. 

"Need any help there, Laura?" 

She looked up, startled, to find Mike Rogers smiling down at her. 

"Umm ... No. No thank you." she said, flustered. 

"Yeah, I should have known better. A brain like you wouldn't need help from 
me." 

"Unm ... Its ... I mean ... I'm not a brain." she stuttered, reddening. 

"Hey, I heard the boss say you were the best programmer here." Mike 
confided. 

"Uh. . .Oh ... Really?" He nodded. "He's probably right too." 

"Oh ... No, I ... I don't think so." 

"I do." he answered, grinning. "That's a nice dress. Is it new?" 

Laura looked at her dress in confusion, bewildered by this attention. "Urn 
... I don't think ... I mean No it's not new." 

"Well it looks very nice on you." 

"Uh ... thank you." She could feel her skin reddening further. 

Joey and Dave grinned at him as he walked back to his desk. "I thought she 
was gonna have a fucking heart attack." Joey laughed. 

"Yeah, she almost did." Mike said sourly. 

"You got the tightest virgin in the building there Mikey." 

"I'll get to her, and have her screaming for more." 

They laughed in response. 

***** 

Laura could hardly restrain herself until she got home. Her body flamed with 
need, as her mind spun through various unlikely scenarios and fantasy's 
involving Mike and her. They fucked at the office, in her desk, his desk, 
the boss's desk, at her home. He tied her up and beat her, raped her, fucked 
her in the ass ... 

She tore off her clothes and ran upstairs. The plastic dildo was cool as she 
grabbed it off her night table. It felt like ice as she stuffed it into her 
burning pussy hole and started ramming it in and out furiously. Only after 
she'd come could her dazed mind settle down again. 

Still filled with fantasies about Mike, she wandered back downstairs. She 
made a TV dinner, and ate it as she sat through the news. Then she pushed in 
the first of her new tapes, Lovers on Paws'. The movie was about a woman who 
lived on a farm by herself. She satisfied her lust by fucking her dogs, a 
pig and a horse. 

Laura watched in amazement as the woman knelt on the floor, a big German 
Shepherd mounting her. She watched the close ups of the dog's cock sliding 
in and out of the small brunette with a sense of growing wonderment and 
excitement. A dog! She could get a dog! Couldn't she? 

She pumped the dildo she was holding in and out of her pussy as she watched 
the woman and dog rutting away. In her mind, it was her beneath that big 
dog, her pussy being fucked by his doggy cock. She arched her back and 
groaned as she came. 

***** 

She was no sooner in her desk the next morning when Mike came over again. He 
complimented her dress again, and talked about how lonely he was since he'd 
broken up with his fiancee last year. Laura was more than a little confused 
to be confided in like this, and didn't know quite how to take it. 

She felt kind of flattered that a handsome man like Mike would be interested 
in someone like her. She knew the others called her mouse, after all. Still, 
it was kind of nice to talk to someone. 

Several days passed and she began having lunch with Mike. She'd never even 
eaten lunch before because she didn't want to go down to the cafeteria where 
everybody ate. The place was always so crowded, and she'd have to sit at a 
table with other people. 

"How would you like to go out to see a movie tonight Laura?" Mike asked one 
afternoon. Laura gazed at him blankly. Go to see a movie? With him? That was 
... was that a date? He was asking her for a date!! Her skin turned deep red 
and she stared down at her soup. 

"I hope I haven't embarrassed you?" he asked concerned. 

"uh ... ummm ... n ... no ... I mean ... no not at all." she stuttered. 

"I'll pay for the popcorn." he teased. She'd told him how fond she was of 
popcorn, and how she watched a lot of videos at home with hot buttered 
popcorn. She hadn't told him what kind of videos of course. 

"All right." she whispered. 

"Good! I'll pick you up at seven o'clock." 

As soon as she got off work she raced home and tore into her closet, trying 
to find something other than the dull shapeless outfits she habitually wore 
outside. Endless fantasies ran through her mind of what would happen that 
night. 

She through dress after dress on the floor before coming to one at the far 
corner. She pulled it out and blinked at it in surprise, before remembering 
it. It was a tight blue dress that hugged her figure and came down only half 
way to her knees. 

Her sister had given it to her several years ago in a vane attempt to change 
her image. She'd never worn it of course, except once, when she'd put it on 
to see herself in the mirror of her bedroom. She'd masturbated and then put 
it back again. 

Now she pulled it on over her head, looking at herself once again. She was 
embarrassed at what she saw. Her breasts were all too obvious in this tight 
material, as were the womanly curves of her body. She was afraid she'd scare 
Mike off, that he would think she was throwing herself at him. 

But it was this or one of those boring things she wore to work. She pulled 
the dress off and put on a pair of sexy string bikini panties that had a 
matching half bra. She fastened on a garter belt, and hose, and then slipped 
on the dress once again. 

She looked at herself once again. Then quickly pulled the pins out of her 
hair, letting it fall loose around her shoulders. She pulled her brush 
through it until it was a soft curly mass. She didn't really know very much 
about make-up, but put on a little lipstick which looked all right in the 
mirror. 

The doorbell rang. Just in time, she thought. She looked one more time in 
the mirror, then raced downstairs. "Hi." she whispered, opening the door to 
Mike. He blinked, then his eyes opened wide, and his jaw dropped. "Holy 
Christ." he said. Then he recovered, or at least, tried to. 

"Hi! Laura! Uh ... You look beautiful! Fabulous in fact!" 

She blushed in response. 

 THREE 

Mike Stared at her in astonishment. Holy Fucking Christ! he thought. This 
was Laura? How had he never noticed before?! How had he never noticed those 
breasts before? He swallowed to clear his throat. "You sure look ... 
different!" he gasped. 

She nodded and smiled, not sure what to answer to that. "What movie are we 
seeing?" she asked. He had been going to take her to a Disney feature at the 
Belmont. He immediately changed that to a sexy new romance at the Hollywood 
Drive-In. 

He ushered her out the door, closing it behind her. His eyes locked onto her 
ass as she walked ahead of him, marveling in the perfect shape of it beneath 
the clinging material. He rushed ahead to open the car door for her. 

Now calm down, he told himself. She's still the Mouse. It's gonna take a lot 
of effort to get anything but a peck on the cheek from her no matter what 
she looks like. 

Laura felt her pussy heating up as she slid into the car. A Drive-In! She'd 
never been to a Drive-In before! She wondered if Mike would try anything 
there. What if he made a pass at her! ? She felt her breasts swelling at the 
thought. 

Mike settled back as the movie came on. He kept glancing at Laura out of the 
corner of his eye, seeing how she was taking things. She didn't seem to be 
freaking too much. She seemed like a kid out on a lark, showing more 
animation tonight than she had in the last year he'd known her. 

He put his arm up along the back of the seat behind her, careful not to 
actually touch her yet. He had little hope that he would be successful in 
anything tonight, but his patience had taken a sharp downturn when he'd 
gotten a look at her. It was one thing to wait a few weeks to win a bet and 
show those ass-holes at work, but another to wait that long to get into this 
gorgeous piece of pussy meat sitting beside him. 

As the movie played on he gradually lowered his arm until it rested on her 
shoulders. She seemed to take no notice. He was relieved at that, he'd been 
half afraid she'd scream and run. He left his arm there for a while, before 
stroking her shoulders and upper arms very, very, very slowly and softly. 

Again there was no resistance or acknowledgement. She must really like this 
fucking movie, he thought. Oh well, here goes nothing. His hand moved 
further down her arm, and then stroked around the front of her arm, brushing 
and pressing against the side of her right breast. 

He was touching her breast!! Laura had to clench her teeth to keep from 
crying out in happiness. Her pussy was bubbling and boiling with tension and 
lust as her breast felt a man's hand for the first time. She held her breath 
as the back of his hand slid up and down across the side of her breast. 

Her skin flushed in both embarrassment and excitement. She waited, 
controlling her body only with massive concentration and willpower. Then she 
felt his hand turn around and cup her breast fully. She trembled, the girl 
juices flooding into her cunt pit. 

He squeezed her breast lightly, tenderly, so as not to scare her. She did 
nothing. There was no reaction at all! What the fuck was going on?! he 
wondered. The movie can't be that fucking good! He squeezed her breast 
tighter, applying more pressure to firmly knead the fleshy material. His 
fingers squeezed deep indentations in her dress top as he squeezed them 
repeatedly. 

Still nothing! He brought his other hand up and moved it directly onto her 
left breast, squeezing it as well, and still Laura pretended he wasn't even 
in the car with her. Then suddenly ... 

Laura clamped down desperately, but it was useless, hopeless. The emotional 
and physical tide of sensuous erotic sensations rippled up and down her body 
and she threw her head back over the seat, arched her back and moaned low in 
her throat. She humped her crotch against the seat as bells clamored behind 
her eyes, sending blinding waves of pleasure through her. 

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!! ! ! She's cumming!! The Fucking Bitch had just had a 
Fucking ORGASM!! ! ! ! He stared at her in absolute astonishment. He 
couldn't believe it, not even with the evidence right in front of him. He 
hadn't even gotten around to kissing her yet!! 

Well he could sure change that! His mouth quickly pressed against hers, his 
tongue jamming past her lips and into her mouth as his hands continued to 
squash and squeeze her swollen tit orbs. She didn't resist at all. He slid a 
hand down over her belly and onto her leg beneath the skirt. 

The hand slid upward, pushing the skirt higher, feeling and stroking the 
smoothness of her leg beneath the silk stocking. He passed the stocking and 
onto bare leg. A fucking garter belt! he thought, astounded by the idea. His 
hand moved upward and encountered her panty covered crotch. 

He could feel her heat and moisture through the sopping panty. He rubbed his 
finger up and down her slit through the panty and she arched her back again 
and came once more. The girl was some kind of fucking Nympho!! ! 

Laura nearly screamed when she felt his hand touch her pussy. When his 
finger flickered over her rock hard clitty she came helplessly. Her hands 
slammed down onto his, pushing it against her crotch and humping against it 
with fast fucking, rutting movements. 

Mike jerked her down on her panties, actually tearing the thin string and 
ripping the things off her body. His bulging eyes stared at her lewdly 
exposed crotch, and his astonishment went up another notch. She had no pussy 
hair! 

He pulled back, staring at the girl he'd thought he'd practically have to 
rape. Laura was still humping slightly, her head thrown backwards. Little 
sighs came from between her parted lips as she recovered form her second cum 
in five minutes. 

His boner was like concrete in his pants, heavy and hard, pressing 
demandingly against the front of his pants. The idea that Laura would be a 
placid little charity fuck had long since disappeared. 

His hands pulled down the zipper in the back of her dress and jerked the 
front of the dress down revealing her bra-encased tits. He jerked them loose 
then, showing her more than ample tit flesh, now swollen and hard, her pink 
nipples jutting out firmly. 

He moaned and fastened his mouth to her left nipple, sucking fiercely as his 
hands slid under her crotch and squeezed. He slid his fingers up and down 
her bald little pussy mound, his erection threatening to blow from the mere 
feel of her bare muff-less slit. HE hadn't fucked a bald cunt since he'd 
done Amy Ross, the eleven year old he'd lost his virginity to when he was 
thirteen. 

His hands tore at his belt and jerked down his pants. He shoved Laura over 
onto her back, and the unresisting girl spread her legs apart as he fell 
between them. His rigid cock pole pressed against her abdomen until his hand 
grasped it and pressed it against her cuntslit. 

Then he felt her hole and pushed down. His cock pushed deep into her 
cuntpit, her resilient elastic flesh closing tightly around it as her 
fuck-hole sucked his prong in deeper and her muscles milked and squeezed his 
shaft. 

Laura lay back and spread her legs wide apart. Oh Yes!! She moaned to 
herself. It was mortifying to let a man see her like this let alone touch 
her, but she couldn't help herself. She loved it. She needed it!! Fuck Me! 
Fuck the Shit out of Me! she thought. She felt his cockhead against her 
slit, a real cock filled with Semen! she thought. Not plastic or Rubber or 
fingers, but a real man's cock! 

Then it forced her pussy lips aside and thrust into her. She felt the hard, 
yet soft head sliding down through her cunt tunnel, down, down and into her 
it went. She could feel the cockhead move up into her belly and lodge 
against her cervix. It mashed against it, not as the unyielding rubber and 
plastic cocks she'd used had, but with a strange, pleasurable kind of 
naturalness. 

Mike lay atop her, his mouth moving against her face and neck, his hands 
caressing the skin of her shoulders and sides, cupping and squeezing her 
sensitive titties and nipples. His body pressed down onto hers, his suit 
jacket roughly moving over her tender breasts as he began humping into her. 

OH YES! she thought. I'M GETTING FUCKED!! ! She gargled in wondrous delight 
as Mike's penis thrust in and out of her cunthole. A fuck pit that had never 
felt anything but artificial instruments down deep, rejoiced and luxuriated 
in the sensations of a hard driving cock churning inside it. 

Laura spread her legs as wide as she could, wanting Mike to fuck her hard 
and deep. Her right foot was up on the dashboard while her left was on the 
back of the seat. She humped back up at Mike, shoving her steaming slit up 
against his downward thrusts. 

Each time his prong rammed into her she grunted and then gurgled with 
delight. Then she came again, bucking and shuddering beneath him as his 
pistoning fuck tool moved within her guts. 

Her entire awareness centered around her thin cuntslit. She felt his fat 
meaty head sliding up and down, up and down, up and down inside her. Felt 
the tiny veins on his cockshaft as it slid and rubbed against her cunt lips 
and clitty, felt his fat, swollen balls as they slapped and bounced against 
her ass cheeks. 

She came again, her pussy spasming and rippling with a huge surging tide of 
ecstatic sexual fire. A mad clamor of joy and bliss filled her mind as her 
body trembled and twitched repeatedly, it's every nerve ending screaming in 
orgiastic pleasure. 

She was impaled by his cock, reamed, skewered, FUCKED! Drool ran down the 
side of her face as her mouth gargled and groaned deliriously. When Mike 
grabbed her feet and she felt his hot hard fingers close tightly around her 
ankles, her cum magnified, it was a partial bondage, a new stimuli. 

She quivered and shook as he forced her ankles up and back and started 
ripping his cock in and out of her in furious pounding, hammering thrusts. 
He drove his cock so far into her that she thought she could feel it up in 
her womb and her belly rippled with searing pangs of pain and ecstasy. 

She felt degraded and demeaned by her tightly-squashed position, and how 
utterly open and obvious to his eyes her most private place was. She could 
actually see his cock now as it plunged up and down between her legs. Her 
eyes stared wondrously as his fat bloated organ moved in and out of her 
slit, disappearing completely as his hips ground into her crotch. 

Mike fucked his prong into her tight velvety soft cunt hole with desperate 
speed. He had been fighting back his orgasm since he'd first felt her soft 
pulpy cunt-mound, and now he was fighting a losing battle. Her almost 
continuously spasming pussy was threatening to squeeze the blood right out 
of his dick. 

His hips cracked into her buttocks, his balls slapped and slapped between 
her ass cheeks and his shaft made sucking wet noises as it pistoned and 
pumped in her hole. 

Then he came. It was a glorious cum. He felt his juice spurting out 
furiously, felt each individual wad of semen as his prickhead gave repeated 
joyful explosions of spurting white seed. 

Laura felt his cum spray against her womb as his cock spit out wad after 
wad. She gasped and trembled in happy satisfaction. At last her pussy was 
drinking the cum it had wanted for so long. Her body shuddered and gave a 
final climactic burst of pleasure before she went limp in exhaustion. 

***** 

"Yeah sure." 

"It's true!" 

"Oh Right! She's a raging nympho." Joey laughed. He and Dave looked over at 
the demure woman staring at her computer screen and then back at Mike. 

"If you want our money you're gonna have to come up with a better story than 
that." Dave said. 

"Yeah. We said pictures. That's the only way we'd believe a story like 
that." Joey added. 

"I know she doesn't look like it, but it's true, she's a fucking Nympho!" 
Mike insisted. The other two laughed and walked away, leaving him glaring at 
their backs. 

He went over to Laura and smiled at her. "How about going out again 
tonight?" he grinned. She didn't look up at him. 

"I ... I can't." she whispered. 

"How come?" 

"I ... I ... I ... just ... can't. I'm ... uh ... busy." she stuttered. She 
still didn't look up at him, but he could see her skin was dark red. What 
was with this little whore? he wondered. 

In truth Laura was horribly embarrassed. Overcome by her sexual passion, 
she'd been helpless to respond to him any other way than she had, and in 
fact would do so again, but now in the cold light of morning, the 
remembrance of what she'd done with him, what he'd done to her, what he'd 
seen and heard, mortified her. 

"You're a really weird girl." he snapped, walking away. She wanted to call 
after him, tell him how much she'd enjoyed their lovemaking, but she 
couldn't. She stared at the screen but saw nothing on it but his raging cock 
sliding in and out of her bare little cunt gash. 

***** 

That evening she worked desperately on her fucking machine. The difference 
between fucking herself with something and getting fucked had just been 
demonstrated to her for the first time. She'd discovered it was far better 
to be fucked. 

She twisted one more bolt on the machine and stood back panting with effort. 
Now maybe it would work. She threw the switch and the little round rod slid 
slowly out of the tube. It moved out six inches then slid slowly back. 

She watched it for a minute then turned the knob, the speed increased, the 
little rod sliding out and back every two seconds, then as she turned the 
knob further it was ever second. I (out-in), 2 (out-in), 3 (out-in), 4 
(out-in). 

She licked her lips as she saw the rod moving smoothly up and down. She 
turned another knob and the rod came out further, sliding eight inches out 
of the tube, then ten, then twelve, then fourteen. The rod pistoned up and 
down easily, until she turned it off and then the rod slowed and slid back 
into the tube. 

She picked up her biggest dildo. It was rubberized and had the texture of a 
human cock. She pushed one of the gears on the machine to bring the rod out 
and then slid the thick thing over the end of the rod. It was a very tight 
fit and she had to shove and twist on the dildo to get it on. 

She turned it on again and the dildo started pumping up and down smoothly. 
Her pussy started to heat up as she saw the dildo moving. She had to try it 
now! 

She jerked on the controlling lever, twisting the pipe like tube down, 
angling it sideways instead of up and down. Now the dildo slide back and 
forth horizontally. 

She turned it to it's lowest setting and then knelt naked in front of it. 
The dildo didn't quite reach her pussy mound so she had to slowly edge 
backward, pushing her slit closer and closer until she felt the rubber 
cockhead hit her slit dead on at it's furthest extension. 

She edged backwards several inches, gritting her teeth in apprehension. The 
rubber cock slid out of the tube and moved forward, then banged into her 
cunt-mound, shoving her forward. She cursed and changed her position, 
lowering her slit. The next time it moved forward it hit her slit dead on 
and moved a good two inches into her cunthole. 

She jammed herself on the dildo, jerking her body backwards, following the 
dildo as it slid back. She moved far enough back that the dildo head just 
barely left her cunt lips before moving forward again. This time it fucked 
six inches deep into her slimy wet fuck tunnel. 

Laura shivered in delight, pushing her ass back to meet the fucking dildo. 
She knelt there, shivering with pleasure as the dildo fucked in and out of 
her runny cunt. She could feel her juices dribbling out of her bald cuntslit 
each time the rubberized cock withdrew. 

She tried to turn and grab for the knob but couldn't reach it. She raised 
her right leg so it was straight out behind her and reached for the knob. 
The dildo slid back into her as she did that and she almost fell over as she 
felt her clitty press hard against the shaft. 

She clutched the knob with her toes and twisted it. On the next out-stroke 
the dildo moved a good ten inches into the sweating girl's cunt tube. She 
groaned aloud, hanging her head down and kneeling still as the rubber cock 
moved back and forth inside her. 

She moved her foot back and adjusted the other knob and the dildo started 
moving faster and faster, pumping inside her like a butter churn. Her eyes 
narrowed to thin slits as she panted and gasped for breath and steaming 
waves of sensuous pleasure rolled over her. 

"Oh yes! Oh Yes! Fuck Me!" she gasped to the room. She jerked her ass back 
against the fucking rutting plunges of the dildo, reveling in the idea that 
she was being royally screwed by someone. It felt so delicious that dildo, 
fucking into her like that. 

Her cunt rippled and spasmed as she came, her shoulders pressed into the 
concrete floor and her arms came under her and clutched her belly tightly. 

When her come started to subside she slowly edged forward, pulling her 
sopping cunt away from the pumping dildo. She lay on the floor for a few 
minutes recovering then staggered to her feet. 

***** 

Mike knocked on the door again. Still she didn't answer. He wondered if she 
was out fucking someone else. Who would have believed yesterday that Laura 
was capable of something like that. He would have taken any bet that she was 
a virgin, but Jesus, what a surprise! 

He rang the bell insistently. She'd told him yesterday that she almost never 
went out. He wanted another piece of her ass, and he'd brought a little 
Polaroid to get proof for his bet. 

He stepped oft the front stoop and went around to the window, trying to look 
inside. The drapes were drawn though. He looked around, and saw nobody 
watching so he eased around to the side of the house, then around back. The 
back door was locked too. 

***** 

Laura snapped the other cuff around her wrist and took a deep breath. 
Everything was ready, and the fucking machine, she'd called it Mike, was 
sitting right under were she would be hanging, it's rod pointed upward once 
more. 

This time she'd attached the two long wires that were the remote controls to 
the machine. Each black wire ended in a little rectangular box just like 
those that controlled slide projectors. There was two buttons on each box, 
one for more and one for less. She hung the wires over the shelf so the 
boxes were right by where her right and left hands would be. 

She climbed up into position, clicking her ankle cuffs into place, then her 
wrist cuffs, and finally shoving the weights off the lower shelves so they 
jerked on her legs. She groaned as the weight pulled on her spine, 
stretching her out with great force. 

The two controls were in the palms of both hands but she ignored them for a 
moment, wanting to enjoy the simple luxury of being bound spread-eagled like 
this. 

After several minutes, she thumbed the switch that activated the pumping 
dildo. The tube was only two inches below her crotch and as the dildo came 
slowly up, she shifted her groin slightly so it entered her pussy. It felt 
so wonderful sliding up into her she almost came immediately. 

She pushed the button several times, getting the dildo up to twelve inches, 
then fourteen. Since she was two inches from the end of the rod that meant 
that twelve full inches of rubber cock were fucking slowly up into her 
belly. Her face was red with excitement, and her flesh felt alive and 
electric. 

She closed her eyes, imaging torture and rape, hanging limply by her cuffs 
as the dildo slid up and down in her cunt hole. 

Then she thumbed the other control and the dildo started to move faster. 

***** 

He still couldn't see anything. He jumped down off the barrel in disgust. He 
was sure she was in there somewhere. Then his eyes spotted the lighted 
basement windows. Maybe he could get in there. 

It would technically be breaking and entering but he knew she wouldn't mind. 

He knelt by the window. It was tightly closed but made of cheap thin glass. 
He was able to slowly slide one of the panels across. There was no screen. 
He pushed his hand in cautiously, pulling the curtains aside. 

At first all he saw were shelves and boxes. He turned and looked across the 
room. There was something, no, someone, moving there. His eyes opened in 
excitement as he realized he was looking at naked pink skin. What was going 
on? She was behind a shelf, and didn't seem to be moving very much. 

Then he heard her groan. It was a familiar groan. He'd heard it last night. 
He stared raptly, but couldn't see what she was doing. Her moans increased, 
grew louder. 

Jesus, he thought. He pushed the curtains all the way aside and thrust his 
arm in. He unfastened the catch and the whole window pushed inward. It was 
just above a washing machine he saw. He slid downward, trying to reach the 
top of the washer with his hands. 

Slowly he lowered himself. When his belly was slid over the edge of the 
window and his hips were just starting to, he felt himself overbalanced and 
started to slide uncontrolled. Fortunately his fingers felt the top of the 
machine and held him in place so he could control his entry. 

At last he crouched atop the machine. Now he could see between the shelves. 
It looked like Laura was standing on one. Her feet seemed to be a couple of 
feet off the floor. He got down off the machine and quietly worked his way 
around the shelf. He could hear her groans and panting whimpers much better 
now, and in addition he could hear the chuffing of some kind of machine. 

He moved around behind the water heater, and then around the furnace. He 
peered around the furnace. He was right in front of Laura now and his eyes 
bulged in shock at what he saw. 

Laura was hanging by her wrists, her ankles also confined in padded leather. 
There was a machine beneath her and a long fake cock was moving up and down, 
the end sliding in and out of her cunt slit. 

As he watched in awe, the woman started to shake and writhe in her bonds. 
She shuddered and twisted, her head bobbing and shaking, her tits bouncing 
in time. Christ what tits! He hadn't really seen them yesterday in the 
darkened car. What a fucking body, in fact! 

Her blonde hair was flung from side to side as her head shook frantically, 
then she threw her head way back and gave a mighty shudder, she pulled on 
her legs and arms so her tendons stood out, she cried out in a sudden sharp 
audible release of ecstasy and then her body relaxed and she hung limply. 

He crouched behind the furnace watching, suddenly aware that he'd cum in his 
pants. He could feel the stickiness against his skin as he stared at the 
blonde with astounded eyes. 

Laura started to sway in her bonds, started to hump her crotch in and out 
once more. The machine continued to send the dildo sliding up and down in 
her cunt tube with long irresistible strokes. 

He got up and stepped forward. 

 FOUR 

Laura didn't even notice him as he moved up to within a few feet of her. She 
hung, spread-eagled before him as his eyes stared at the intersection of her 
moist, warm crotch hole and the pumping cock moving up and down. 

His jaw hung open as he eyed the strange contraption of gears and pistons. 
Then his eyes swung back to that pumping rubber cock moving up and down, up 
and down, up and down. 

Laura still hadn't noticed him, her eyes tightly closed, her head thrown 
back, she continued to tremble, long, intense shudders traveling through her 
body. He looked down at the machine again, saw the two round knobs at the 
top. He wanted to stop it so he turned one. 

The machine whirred in a higher pitch and the pumping cock increased it's 
speed as the astonished man watched. It pumped with the regularity of a 
chugging steam locomotive, rising and falling, driving the rubber prong up 
and down in Laura's slit. 

He twisted the dial more, fascinated by the machinery. The dildo moved 
faster yet, pistoning furiously in and out of the shivering blonde, who only 
now began to notice the difference in speed. 

She half opened her eyelids, gazing at him through bleary eyes. He turned 
the dial further. Now the dildo was fucking in and out of the woman with 
incredible speed. Laura seemed to realize he was there for the first time 
and opened her mouth to speak. 

Then he turned the other dial. He didn't notice any difference at first, but 
Laura gave a startled gasp, and writhed in her bonds, her belly jerking 
upward. He turned the dial further, and then realized that though the dildo 
was moving with the same speed, more of it was coming out of the tube on the 
machine than before. He wondered just how high, how long the thing was. 

Laura's cunt seemed to be burning up. The dildo was ripping in and out of 
her with blinding speed, and now the thing was going further, higher, deeper 
into her than anything she'd ever taken before. She had had it set so ten 
inches would fuck into her, now she had twelve. 

Her entire lower body buzzed and burned with sexual heat, the rubber dick 
fucking up into her with deep furious strokes. Then Mike turned the dial 
again. Thirteen, then fourteen inches of fat rubber girl fucker were now 
thrusting, skewering up into her abdomen. She could feel the blunt, soft 
head of the rubber dong pushing right past her cervix and into her very womb 
as the machine continued it's mad furious fucking. 

She tried, with the last shred of her mental control, to signal Mike, to get 
him to turn it off. But then she flashed into a mind numbing orgasm, an 
orgasm that blew her swollen, battered mind into oblivion. She could think 
nothing, say nothing, she could only respond. 

Mike watched the blonde writhe and twist in her bonds. Her head jerked up 
and down, going far back and then shooting forward so her chin almost banged 
into her chest. Her fists clenched and unclenched, and her legs jerked, 
pulling upward, dragging the attached weights a good foot, then jerking back 
down under the weights pull. 

A long low moan of ecstatic delight blew through her trembling lips as her 
muscles twitched and burned under the orgasms fiery jolts of pleasure. Her 
crotch was afire from the rapid fire fucking of the mindless machine. 

Mike watched her with awe, his cock rapidly enlarging once more. He bent 
down and put his head within inches of Laura's crotch hole, watching 
intently the entry and exit of the churning, pumping cock-rod. Then he 
suddenly straightened. What an opportunity! he thought. 

He pulled out his Polaroid and stepped back. He focused on Laura and the 
machine, wanting both in the picture, then he snapped, and snapped again. He 
moved forward, getting close-ups of Laura's face, her tits, her crotch with 
the dildo moving so blurringly fast into her. He shot until he ran out of 
film, and all the while the blonde jerked against the bonds like she was in 
the midst of a seizure. 

His cock was rock hard. He turned the two dials all the way down and the 
dildo slowed, then stopped, retreating back into the rod on top of the 
machine. He pulled the machine back away from Laura, who continued to writhe 
and shake. 

Then he moved against her. Even with her toes a couple of feet off the floor 
he still looked down on her. He lowered his mouth onto her breast, kissing 
fiercely, sucking in a huge mouthful of tit meat and chewing on it. 

Laura continued to twitch and shiver as he moved his lips over her nipple. 
It was hard as a rock and stood out a good half inch from her swollen round 
tit mounds. He slid his lips around it and suckled like a babe. 

Gradually Laura started to calm down. Even as Mike suckled on her breasts, 
and slid his hands caressingly across the surface of her hot, perspiring 
skin, her breathing began to ease, until finally she hung limp in the bonds, 
her eyes closed, her mouth hanging slackly open. 

His hands cupped her buttocks, loving the feel of them, the firmness, and 
tautness of flesh and muscle as the were spread wide by her bonds. He pulled 
out his organ and held the hot, hard member against her drooling pussy slit. 

Oh You Hot Slut! he thought wondrously as he pushed upward, driving his cock 
into her recently plowed fuck hole. His long fat dong slid easily up into 
her despite the awkward position. His hands clamped down around her ass 
cheeks as he fucked up and down inside her. 

He wasn't even sure if she were conscious, though at this point he didn't 
really care much. All he really wanted to do was get his rocks off in this 
hot, slutty girl. Her skin seemed to burn his as he pressed himself against 
her, shoving his cock as high inside her as he could get it. 

Laura's head came up and her eyes seemed to open briefly and stare dully at 
him. Then they rolled back in her head which dropped down limply. Mike 
didn't care. He continued to fuck and rut up into her until his cock spewed 
out a long continuous stream of hot white cum seeds. 

Finally, he staggered back, almost tripping over the machine. His chest 
heaved as he sought to regain his breath. He couldn't remember when he'd 
been more excited, more stimulated during a fuck. He watched Laura hanging 
there, and a lump grew in his throat, then his cock began to grow again. 

He thought then of Joey and Dave. They'd never believe him, even with the 
Polaroids. Video! He needed a video tape of him fucking the hot little 
blonde! He remembered Laura mentioning she had one the other day and raced 
upstairs, naked below the waist. 

He scurried through the living room and then up the next set of stairs, 
figuring she would probably keep it in her bedroom. 

He hurried into her bedroom, his dick not drooping at all as he flung open 
the closet doors, searching for the camera. It wasn't on the top shelf, and 
as he checked, not on the lower one or the floor either. He cursed and 
hurried over to a chest of drawers. 

The first contained at least a dozen different dildos and vibrators. He 
picked up one of the later and examined it, startled as it started buzzing 
in his hands. 

He closed the drawer and opened the next. His eyes widened as he beheld an 
array of leather goods including numerous handcuffs and belts, and several 
long riding crops. There were also ball gags, hoods, and a strange kind of 
leather bra that had no cups, but was meant to squeeze tightly around a 
woman's breasts yet leave them free. 

Cripes this girl was a freak! He held one of the crops in his hands which 
suddenly began to shake. Did she ... did she really like to be hit ... with 
this!! ? Holy Shit! 

He envisioned the crop slicing through the air, smacking against her 
delightful round buttocks and his cock bobbed up excitedly. He'd never given 
any real thoughts to that kind of thing before, but ... 

***** 

Laura groaned as she came back to life. She shook her head exhaustedly and 
tried to lift it. She was terribly weak, and her pussy seemed to itch and 
throb as if from a burn. Her shoulders ached, and the muscles in her thighs 
were practically numb with the length of her stretched out position. 

She suddenly realized she'd dropped the remote controls, but that didn't 
matter. The machine was off. Then she stared at it. What was it doing back 
there!? Then she remembered seeing Mike. Her mind suddenly screamed with the 
remembrance. and she looked franticly around. 

There was no sign of him, hut she knew he was here. Her entire body reddened 
as she groaned in horrified embarrassment. What he must have seen!! ! She 
pulled desperately at the weights holding her ankles down, wanting to get 
herself down before he returned from wherever he'd gone. 

Then she heard footsteps on the stairs leading from the second floor. She 
jerked franticly up with her weakened leg muscles, succeeding finally in 
pulling one of the weights back onto the shelf. She heard his footsteps 
overhead, and pulled up furiously with her other leg. Then his feet sounded 
on the basement stares. 

She was almost successful in pulling up the second weight when Mike appeared 
before her. She lost control of her muscles and the leg jerked down again as 
the weight fell to it's full limit. She stared at him in mortified terror, 
her hands jerking on the bonds holding them as she sought reflexively to 
cover herself. 

"Don't tell me you were trying to come down?" he grinned excitedly. He 
shoved the other weight, the one she'd gotten onto the shelf and it tumbled 
over the edge, tearing Laura's leg back wide apart. 

She couldn't say anything. She couldn't speak. She stared at him in fear and 
humiliation as his eyes roamed over her body. She didn't even notice his 
huge red erection sticking out from his crotch, so intent was she on those 
smirking eyes and her own embarrassment. 

"You got a hell of a pair of tits Laura." he sighed. "I wonder why I never 
noticed before. They never looked so big in those rotten old grannie clothes 
you're always wearing, but now ... " his eyes stared admiringly at the 
rounded orbs jutting firmly out from her chest. 

He shook his head. "Jesus is it ever something watching you cum." he said. 
Laura hung her head in shame. "Hey ... No reason to get embarrassed. I like 
a girl who-likes a good solid fuck. I never knew one that built themselves a 
machine to do it though." he stared at the machine for a few seconds. 

"I found these upstairs." he said. Laura slowly lifted her head, her eyes 
looking bleakly at him and the bag he held. He dumped it on the floor in 
front of her and she groaned in renewed humiliation at the array of dildos 
and leather goods there. 

Mike leaned down and picked up one of the riding crops and moved closer to 
her. "Wouldn't have guessed in a million years you were into this stuff." he 
sighed. He touched her the crop to her breast just beneath her right nipple 
with the tip of the crop, and then flicked upward, bringing a startled yelp 
from her. 

He pushed the crop between her legs and sawed it back and forth against the 
underside of her crotch. He rasped it against her pussy forcefully, digging 
the long length of the crop up between her pussy lips and rubbing it in and 
out. 

Still Laura said nothing. What could she say?! "You are the sluttiest woman 
I ever knew in my life." he said intensely. Laura burned with shame and 
embarrassment. He moved to one side, sliding the crop up across her 
straining belly and between her two jutting mamillaries. 

"Hot and horny." he sighed. He sawed the crop back and forth against the 
underside of her breast, shoving the crop deep into her tit meat. "You want 
me to hit you with this?" he asked. He was trying to make his voice casual, 
but it came out intensely excited. 

He moved around behind her, having to step across one of her ankles which 
was tied to one of the shelves. He stood behind her, looking at her smooth 
white form from the other side. Her buttocks were pulled wide and her 
shoulder muscles bulged as she hung there. 

He slid his hand along her ass cheek, marveling in how soft it was. Her skin 
had gotten cold since he'd fucked her, but it had lost none of it's velvety 
smoothness. "Maybe you want me to whip your ass?! " he whispered. 

He squeezed her buttocks, digging his fingers deep into the malleable tlesh. 
His cock pulsed with the thought of smacking that silky flesh with the crop, 
he slapped his hand sharply against her ass and 

Laura yelped in pain, her hips shooting forward away from him. 

"You like that slut?" he panted excitedly. He certainly had. He'd read about 
stuff like this but never dared even bring it into conversation with the 
girls he'd fucked. His hand stroked along her spine, feeling the bumps 
beneath the skin until his fingers were around the back of her neck. 

Then he grabbed a handful of long tangled blonde hair and pulled back, 
jerking Laura's head way back. He pressed his mouth against her, his tongue 
seeking her throat, licking, then sucking as his lips closed, locked. 

Laura trembled against him. Her body was aglow with both terror and 
excitement. Intense sexual longing began to edge up against the 
mortification and embarrassment she felt at being found out. Mike had called 
her names, as she'd thought, but he hadn't just stomped away, no, instead 
he'd stayed, and maybe ... 

She pushed her buttocks back gently, grinding them into his crotch. It was 
only then she felt his naked, and steel hard erection as it rubbed between 
her buttocks. 

His hands came around her and cupped and squeezed her breasts tightly. In 
the car he'd held back, now ... He tore at her breasts, his fingers digging 
deep furrows, his hands twisting the tender meat around, shoving the two 
tits together and then ripping them apart. 

Laura groaned as her breasts were manhandled as never before. Her nipples 
sparkled and sizzled with desire as Mike abused the sensitive little nubs. 
He gripped them between his fingers and twisted them fully around in 
circles, then pulled them out so hard her breasts were compressed into thin 
cones of meat. 

He let go of her tits and then she felt his cockhead pushed insistently 
against her anus. Her eyes opened wide and she groaned anew. The idea of 
being sodomized like this, by a man, made her pussy burn and then flare into 
an intense burning cum. 

She rutted her hips back and forth as much as she could as Mike shoved his 
groin into her buttocks and rammed his rounded cock up into her rectum. She 
felt the hot throbbing organ tear up into her behind with one mighty thrust, 
shoving past her crinkled entrance and deep into her belly until his balls 
were resting against her. 

"Oh Fuck your ass-hole feels tight!" he gasped. "It sucks like a mouth!" He 
jerked his cock back down, then lunged forward, driving it fully into her 
anus once more. Laura gasped at the renewed penetration. Her ass-hole was 
crammed to overflowing with warm man-meat and she reveled in it. 

She felt degraded, and used, slutty and immoral. She humped her ass back 
against him, rubbing her buttocks against his belly. "You Hot Cunt!" he 
growled, stabbing his cock up into her with short but brutally hard thrusts. 

Laura was jerked forward and back repeatedly as Mike hammered his hips into 
her defenseless as cheeks. His hands roamed up and down her body, squeezing, 
stroking, fondling, her tits, her belly, her hair. He slid his hand down 
between her legs and cupped her pussy mound, then squeezed her clitty. 

He twisted the little man, then rubbed his fingers up and down over it as he 
humped his cock into her. "Yeah! Yeah! Oh Yeah!" he gasped as his cock 
rutted into her ass-hole. "Take it Slut! Take my cock up your slutty little 
ass-hole!! " 

He slammed his hips against her so hard that her legs pulled up on the 
weights as she was shoved forward. His hand slid into her hair, pulling her 
head up and back again, jerking on it painfully, wanting to hurt her, to 
bring a reaction. 

His arm slid around her waist, jerking her back against him as he reamed out 
her tight little anus. He heard her cries of pain and they seemed to make 
his cock swell even larger as it pumped inside her. 

Laura's body was bowed forward, her arms and legs spread wide and jerked 
back behind her as her body was shoved forward by the intensity of the body 
pounding and hammering against hers. She wondered if her legs and arms would 
be torn off, or whether the leather cuffs would rupture and fall apart. 

Mike's entire body slammed into her back and buttocks with the force of a 
hurling football tackle, bruising her with it's mindless animal like force. 
She squealed and sobbed in delirious confusion and fear. She could not see 
anything, could only feel his body slam into her over and over, hear his 
gasping breath behind her. 

Then he stabbed his cock fully into her and held it there. He rammed himself 
against her, seemingly trying to shove his entire lower body up into her 
ass-hole, pushing her forward, driving his cockhead up into her bowels as 
sperm erupted from the tiny single hole and splashed about inside her guts. 

"Drink it! D ... Drink my cum! Suck it up your ass-hole!" he gasped. He 
lunged forward, ignoring the way he was stretching the girl even tighter 
against her bonds, ignoring the feeble gasps and groans of pain in his 
desperate desire to get every single last piece of fuckmeat up that tight 
little ass-hole. 

Laura came again, her ass-hole squeezing and spasming around his spurting 
cock, sucking out the last drops of cum juices and threatening to tear his 
cock off. She shuddered against him, her arms and legs too tightly locked to 
move an inch, her rigid body unable to do more than shiver and shudder 
helplessly under the sexual onslaught. 

At last he pulled his softening penis out of the tight confines of her anus 
and almost fell backwards against the wall. His eyes stared exhaustedly at 
her as he regained her breath. He hadn't fucked a girl up the ass in almost 
a year. Most of them refused to let him. 

Laura hung there, her body shuddering as she drew in great breaths of air. 
His eyes traveled to the crop he'd dropped on the floor. As if in a trance 
he moved forward again, bent, and picked it up. It felt hard, yet flexible 
in his hands. 

Again he stared at those twin ass cheeks. They seemed to beckon him, 
encourage him. He'd never done anything like this before but the thought 
almost made him tremble with excitement. 

He raised the crop, wondering how hard ... There was a whirring sound as it 
moved downward, and then hardly a loud noise, more like a gently slap as it 
hit her twin cheeks, pushing deep into her soft white flesh, separating the 
twin cheeks, cutting them in half horizontally. 

Laura screamed, her hips shooting forward as pain lanced into her. Her ass 
burned with raging fire as the agony seared through her belly for long 
seconds before retreating, leaving behind a dull smarting ache. 

And yet, he thought, he'd hardly used any force at all. Laura was trembling, 
her ass dancing and shaking. He stared at the smooth red line that cut 
across her ass, his cock hardening yet again. "N ... 

N ... Noooo!" she gritted. 

As if on it's own, his hand raised again, then whirled down, the crop 
slapping down across her buttocks only an inch above the red line. 

Again Laura shrieked, her back arching as her hips shot forward. She fought 
against the bindings holding her, her body thrashing wildly. "Stop!" she 
begged him, weeping with horror and pain. Never had she envisioned this 
level of pain. Her ass burned with a terrible pain that nearly drove the 
breath from her. 

Yet she heard the crop whirl through the air again. She bit down, gritting 
her teeth against the impending impact, and then screamed anyway, pain 
lancing through her with a terrible irresistible force. How wrong she'd 
been! She never thought it would hurt so ... 

The crop slashed against her buttocks again, sending the blonde into a 
shrieking convulsion, her body twisting and shaking. 

Mike's eyes bulged as he watched the blonde jerk against the blows. He 
stared at the four long ugly red lines across her buttocks, and raised the 
crop again. 

Laura felt the impact against her back first as a kind of slap, as if 
someone had patted her hard, then came the searing wave of pain that burst 
and roared through her mind. Her body was thrown forward by the impact, only 
to be hurled buck by her elastic bonds. 

The crop whipped down again, down against the upturned edge of her right 
buttock, then the left, then both, then lower, then higher. Laura howled and 
screamed as her body was overwhelmed by the pain. Her back and buttocks 
seemed one long burning sore, and she imagined the blood pouring down her, 
dripping onto the floor. 

The sound of the crop slapping against her soft skin drove Mike's excitement 
higher and higher. He grunted with the effort as his arm shot out and the 
crop slashed down across Laura's buttocks. Now he was whipping her with all 
his force, he couldn't stop himself. 

Again and again he lashed and swung the crop against the screaming blonde 
girl, reveling in each scream and howl. He whipped it against ever inch of 
skin. Wherever there was no red welt, he aimed the crop, slicing it into 
soft skin until the whiteness disappeared and Laura's body was crisscrossed 
with dark red lines. 

Never had he been so excited. The intensity of it surrounded his body, 
blocking of all feelings of remorse or thoughts or cares for the wretched 
blonde hanging before him. All he wanted to do was keep slamming the crop 
against her as hard as he could. 

Again the crop lashed down against her buttocks, against sending a fresh 
burst of pain into her shuddering system. It seemed somehow less this time, 
and peaked sooner, dropping back into the long, deep throbbing of her other 
wounds almost without notice. 

Again the crop slashed against her ass, and this time it seemed even weaker, 
yet the force still threw her forward against her bindings. Again, and then 
again, the crop hit her, the pain barely rising above the continuous 
throbbing burn of her many welts. 

A strange kind of peace settled over her, the kind of peace that you get 
after a terrible pain retreats. The throbbing was still there. Her entire 
back seemed to pulse with a deep heat, yet each new jolt from the crop did 
little but slap against her, bringing no pain at all. 

She groaned dreamily, glad of the pain's retreat. Her consciousness dimmed, 
she seemed to black out for a moment, then suddenly the heat in her buttocks 
and back, sunk into her, possessed her, enveloped her. It strangled the 
breath out of her, and then ... she came. 

All the cums before were as nothing compared to it. Even her first fucking 
by Mike the other night was nothing. This orgasm screamed through her system 
as nothing ever had before, rising higher and higher, rippling through 
muscles and bones, . and possessing her every nerve and fibre. 

Her body went absolutely rigid against the bonds. Her mind under a furious 
crackling electric storm of ecstatic pleasure. Her tongue seemed to swell in 
her mouth, blocking her throat. Her eyes bulged, threatening to pop out of 
their sockets. 

Her senses were burned, ruptured. Nerve endings snapped and sizzled, then 
died under the terrible flood of sensations. Her body began to dance and 
shake and tremble. Convulsions racked her as blinding burning whirlwinds of 
tearing ecstasy ripped through her mind. 

They hammered into her, starbursts, thunderbolts, ripping stabbing 
sensations of powerful jolting orgasms that pounded into her like physical 
blows, slamming into her gut, her chest, her back, fists of white hot sexual 
explosions punched into her crotch from every direction. 

It was all too much for the little blonde and her mind was driven into a 
deep dark hole as she dropped lifeless against her ropes. 

Mike dropped the crop, his chest heaving, his shirt and jacket soaking with 
sweat. His cock was soft again. He'd cum, even without realizing it. His cum 
had spurted out of his cockhead and shot against Laura's back and buttocks, 
dribbling down her legs to the floor. 

My God! he thought. My Good God!! Laura's ass-hole gaped open, distended by 
his furious sodomy. Her back was a maze of angry red welts that seemed to 
cover her from the neck down to the backs of her knees. 

Yet rather than feeling remorse at the sight, all he felt was a desperate 
excitement. 

 FIVE 

When Laura slowly regained consciousness, she could see the sun shining in 
through the drawn curtains. She was in her room, in her bed, where she 
should be. Then the events of last night began to surface in her mind. She 
became aware of a dull throbbing ache from her back and reached a hand 
there. Her fingers came back sticky and for a moment she was afraid she had 
really been cut up by the riding crop, then she realized the stickiness was 
some kind of salve. 

She rolled over, trying to remember exactly what had happened. The last she 
could remember was when Mike was whipping her with the riding crop. What had 
happened then, and how she'd gotten up here, was a mystery. 

Then she looked at the sunlight shining bright outside her curtains and her 
eyes went wide. She swung her head around and looked at the clock by her 
bed. It read 10:30. "Oh Shit!" she cried, sitting up. She gasped with sudden 
pain as her weight came down on her aching buttocks. 

She stood up, her legs shaky at first, but then firm. She moved across the 
room to the big mirror on her wall and turned, examining herself. There was 
a bright sheen from the sticky stuff on her. Mike must have put that on. The 
angry red lines had not disappeared but they seemed much less angry, and did 
indeed appear to be starting to fade. 

To her relief, there were no actual cuts, except for one small one near her 
left shoulder. She carefully pulled on a robe and opened the bedroom door, 
stepping out into the hallway. As soon as she did she heard the TV playing 
downstairs. 

She couldn't remember putting it on. She went downstairs and peered around 
the corner. Mike was still here! He was sitting on the couch watching ... 
Her heart sank. He was watching one of her tapes, the one with the buxom 
teenage blonde getting whipped. 

He turned suddenly and caught her peaking around the corner. "How you 
feeling?" he enquired. She swallowed several times, the familiar blush 
creeping into her skin. She moved into the room, keeping the couch between 
him and her. 

"OK." she answered softly. 

"Good. I'm glad. The last thing I want to do is hurt you." 

"You didn't mind last night." she accused him. 

"I was just doing what you wanted." He pointed a finger at the screen. 

"Don't tell me you haven't dreamed about something like that." 

"I didn't know it would hurt so bad." She sighed. 

"Or feel so good?" he grinned. She flushed, trying to remember last night 
more clearly. 

"I've heard of women cumming so hard they lost consciousness, but I've never 
seen it happen before now." 

He reached out and grabbed her hand before she could pull it back, and then 
drew her forward around the couch to stand in front of him. She couldn't 
meet his eyes, staring down at the carpet instead. 

"Let me see how your back's doing." he ordered, pulling the front of her 
robe open. 

Laura grabbed it, trying to hold it closed. 

He laughed. 

"Are you still shy? Do you think there's anything you've got, I haven't seen 
yet?" 

He stood up and firmly pulled her hands off the robe, then pulled it open. 
Again her eyes dropped to the floor as he took the robe off her and turned 
her around. 

"Hmmmm." he said. 

"Doesn't look bad at all. Another couple of days and you'll hardly see 
anything at all." 

He turned her around and then put a hand on her chin, tiling her face up 
towards him. "You are one white hot little fox. D'you know that?" 

She blushed further and he laughed again. 

"You've got a hell of a body. I don't know why you've been hiding it all 
this time." His hand settled on her shoulder, then moved downward, rubbing 
slow circles over her chest, then sliding over her right breast, cupping the 
firm weight easily. 

"Never would've thought you had tits like these." he sighed. His hand 
squeezed softly, then his fingers slowly moved back and forth over her 
nipple, stroking the little pink piece of flesh gently. 

"M ... M ... Mike." she gasped. 

"Shhhhh," he ordered, placing a finger against her lips. He stared at her 
face, then moved his finger back against her lips, sliding it across before 
pushing the tip against her closed lips. 

He pushed insistently and she knew he wanted her to open her mouth. She did, 
allowing his slim digit to slide an inch into her mouth. 

He pulled it back out so just the tip was between her full lips, then pushed 
gently again, moving the finger back until the first joint, then the second 
was in her mouth. "Use your tongue." he whispered. 

She wasn't sure what he meant, then she remembered the movies she'd seen of 
girls performing fellatio. 

She swallowed nervously, tasting the strangeness of him in her mouth. He 
slid his finger back out of her mouth to the tip again, then pushed it back 
in. This time she pursed her lips and waggled her tongue against the finger 
as it moved into her mouth. 

He slowly pumped the finger in and out of her mouth as she sucked gently and 
rubbed her tongue against it. 

He pushed it inside her to the knuckle and she could feel the tip pressing 
against the back of her mouth so she almost gagged. Then he pulled back. 

"Lot of little things I'll have to teach you." he whispered. 

His other hand slid down over her soft belly and over her bare pubic mound. 
She jerked back momentarily, so intent on his finger in her mouth, she was 
startled by the sudden touch down there. 

He laughed again, sliding his fingers over her warm, puffy crotch. His hand 
squeezed gently on her mound, then began to rub back and forth, one finger 
sliding between her pussy lips, and rubbing against her crack. She blinked 
her eyes, wanting to protest, but unable to with his finger sliding between 
her lips. 

Then one of his fingers slid up into her. She grunted, jerking up onto her 
toes at the sudden penetration. Mike laughed again, pushing the finger up 
her to the knuckle and then sliding it up and down with the same rhythm as 
the one in her mouth. 

"Little slut." he whispered. The words seemed to sear her to the bone. She 
closed her eyes at the sudden arousal the created in her moist warm center. 
Her arms were hanging limp at her sides and she tentatively brought them up 
to rest against his chest, wanting to put them around him but afraid to. 

"I know what you want little one." he grinned. He pulled away, sliding his 
fingers out of her. She sighed in disappointment as he went to the other 
side of the room, then she saw him pick up a pair of her leather handcuffs 
from a table. 

He came back to her, holding them up with a grin. The sight of them made her 
arousal burn higher. Her breasts started to swell, and her nipples stood 
straight out, hard and ready for his touch. She whimpered lightly as he 
grabbed her right wrist and slid the cuff around it, then tightened the 
clips. 

She held up her left wrist and he put on the other cuff, tightening it so it 
couldn't come off. He pulled her around by the wrist so her back was to him, 
and then grabbed her other wrist, pulling both behind her and clicking them 
together at the small of her back. They rested there easily, naturally, as 
he turned her around again. 

"Get down on your knees." he ordered, his voice soft. She complied 
immediately, her knees digging into the soft pile carpeting. His hands slid 
through her hair, then pulled up insistently, bringing her buttocks up off 
her heels so her back was absolutely straight. "Much better." he commented. 

He moved back and slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. He carefully folded it 
and draped it across the side of a chair. Then he undid his belt, unsnapped 
his pants and pulled them to the floor, stepping out of them. These too he 
folded neatly and lay across a chair. 

He was wearing only jockey shorts and he leered at her as she knelt there 
staring at them. She could see the deep bulge his erection was making in the 
tight material. Then he slowly slid them downward, and his penis sprang out 
hard, and erect. 

Her breathing was coming in ragged gasps as he stepped over to her. He stood 
right in front of her, his protruding cockhead only scant inches from her 
lips. 

"I said there was a lot of things I'd have to teach you Laura. This is as 
good a time to start as any." 

She was staring intently at the bulging male organ in front of her face. 
She'd never seen one up close like this before, except on video of course. 
Her eyes followed it as he swung it back and forth in front of her. She 
stared at the little hole in the end, and at the rounded, helmet shaped 
cockhead. 

Mike pushed it forward so the head pressed against her lips. Reluctantly, 
she opened them, and the head pushed between them. It felt soft against her 
moist lips, then it was past them and in her mouth. Her lips closed around 
the shaft behind it, and felt the veins throbbing along there, just beneath 
the skin. 

"Move your head on it, pump your face up back and forth." he ordered. "Come 
on baby. I know you've seen how it's done on the TV." He was right. She had. 
She imitated what she'd seen the women do in the porno movies, pulling in 
her cheeks as she sucked on it, moving her tongue round and round the head. 

He pushed forward again, driving the cockhead deeper into her mouth, 
pressing it against the back of her mouth. She wormed her tongue against the 
shaft, the underside especially, she remembered, rubbing her tongue up and 
down along it, digging it to the back of her mouth to reach the underside of 
the cockhead lodged there. 

She pulled her head back, sliding her lips back up the length of the shaft 
to the head. She allowed the head to come loose from her mouth so she could 
stare at it in fascination, watching it glow with the slick coating of 
wetness her own mouth had lain there. 

Then she moved her mouth forward again, taking it between her lips like a 
straw and sliding her mouth down the shaft as far as she could go. She began 
pumping her mouth back and forth, sliding her tightly locked lips along the 
shaft as her tongue snaked round and round it, rubbing, rasping. 

Mike's hands came out and grabbed her hair. He began humping his groin 
against her, fucking her mouth as he pumped his dick into her. He jerked 
back on her hair, forcing her head upward, making her lower herself back 
towards her heels as he tilted her head almost toward the ceiling. 

Then he fucked his cock down into her with extra force. Laura felt the 
cockhead pushing insistently against the back of her mouth, against her 
throat, and then, almost by instinct, she swallowed, swallowed the big round 
chunk of meat as he lunged forward. 

The cockhead drove down deep into her throat, pushing through the 
constricted channel with the smoothness of a syrupy chocolate. Laura's eyes 
opened in surprise as she felt the cock moving down into her throat. More 
and more cock slid past her lips and tongue until her nose was enfolded in 
his wiry pubic hair, crushed up against his belly. 

Mike groaned and slid his cock back up her throat and out into her mouth 
again. "Oh Baby!" he moaned. 

"What a talent you are!" 

He pulled his cock all the way out of her mouth, then quickly moved around 
behind her. 

He pushed her forward, bending her over the coffee table and kneeling behind 
her. His fingers slid around her leg and jerked it hard, pulling her legs 
apart. Then she felt the moist head of his cock push against her cunt lips. 

He rammed forward, the heat and wetness of her cunt combining with the spit 
on his pole to ease his way into her. His cock drove far up her cuntal 
canal, almost all the way. He withdrew several inches and slammed his hips 
forward, and his cock slid into her balls deep. 

Laura's hands squirmed against the handcuffs holding them together. She 
stared down at the surface of the coffee table, groaning in satisfaction as 
Mike held his throbbing cockpole deep inside her for endless long seconds. 

Then he pulled back and began to fuck her in earnest. His prong rushed up 
and down her channel, sliding over her clitty, shoving aside her cunt lips, 
thrusting deep inside her with long hard powerful movements that made her 
skin tingle and pulse. 

Mike began altering his strokes, thrusting from first one side, then the 
other, pressing his hardened cockshaft against the bottom of her clitty, 
then upward against the top where it rasped against her clit with almost 
painful force. 

He slammed his boner deep into her, held it there for a moment, then very 
slowly moved backward. His penis moved out of her tight fuck tunnel an inch 
at a time, until only the head was there, pressed tight against her cunt 
lips. 

Then he humped forward with a long powerful stroke that sent his prong balls 
deep into her gash. His belly smashed against her buttocks and pressed hard 
against her body, driving her thighs painfully hard against the coffee 
table, actually shoving the coffee table forward several inches. 

Again he slowly pulled his fucktool back down her tunnel, and again pounded 
it back inside, driving the coffee table against the couch and almost 
raising Laura off her knees as he pressed forcefully against her, cramming 
every piece of cockmeat into her twat. 

Laura cried out with each savage skewering thrust, partly in pain, partly in 
ecstatic delight. Each reaming fuckstroke sent a white hot bolt of shivering 
sexual heat crackling through her nerve endings. She felt completely 
degraded and used, and she loved it. 

Mike began to pick up the pace as the excitement in his cock flowed down 
into his balls and up into his guts. His strokes increased in both speed and 
power, until he was smashing his groin into Laura's backside with enough 
force to make her, the table and the couch shake furiously. 

Laura's ass cheeks bounced and shook obscenely as his belly slapped into 
them with manacle energy. His tool was slicing in and out of her so hard it 
became a sensual blur to her. She couldn't feel it as it rushed up and down 
her tunnel, it felt like it was everywhere at once, touching every part of 
her gasping twitching fuck cavern. 

The she gasped in delight as she felt the buzzing swirling fires in her 
abdomen erupt into a flaring incandescent nova. It ripped up and down her 
frame, blinding and deafening her to all else as her body shook and trembled 
amid the swirling orgasmic sensations flooding through it. 

Mike yelled in exultation, feeling the blonde's pussy spasming around his 
pumping cock. He slammed into her furiously, lifting her from the floor for 
a moment as his cock jammed deep into her. Then his sperm fire hosed out 
through the tiny hole, spewing into her cuntslit and down into the deepest 
reaches of her womb, coating all with its sticky whiteness. 

He staggered erect, staring down at the blonde woman, still draped on her 
belly across the coffee table, still twitching in response to her 
cataclysmic orgasm. 

"I own you!" he gasped. "I Fucking Own You!" Laura didn't hear him. Her mind 
was only now starting to slow its mad spinning and slide back to reality. 

***** 

After she regained her senses, Mike led her upstairs where she tried on her 
sexy lingerie and posed for him. He had her wear a tiny black g-string and a 
black bra with holes over her nipples. He cuffed her hands together again, 
this time in front of her, then led her back downstairs. 

There he watched TV while she cleaned the house, doing dusting, laundry, and 
the dishes. While she was doing the dishes, he came in for a beer, and 
casually bent her over the sink and thrust his erection into her bald pussy. 
He fucked her energetically for several minutes before pumping her gash full 
of cum. Then he went back into the living room to watch TV. 

"I think you need someone to look after you baby." he said later. She was on 
her hands and knees washing the kitchen floor as he'd ordered, and he was 
leaning against the sink. "I think I'm gonna move in with you." She blinked 
in confusion, but he didn't give her any opportunity to protest. 

"I'm gonna go over to my place and get some of my stuff." 

He bent her over the back of a chair in the living room, and cuffed her 
hands to the front legs and her legs to the back. He pushed her biggest 
dildo up her ass-hole and then left her in that position as he went out. "I 
want to see you like that when I come back." he laughed. "And if you've let 
the dildo come loose I'm gonna beat the shit out of you. 

At least he'd left her facing the TV set, she thought. She gazed at the 
screen, not really seeing it. She was baffled by the strange turn of events. 
Her pussy though, was thoroughly happy. Every few seconds, her mind would 
blink back to her present position, and revel in the humiliation. 

She pulled hard on the cuffs holding her wrists and hands, just to feel the 
pressure against her. Her ass muscles clamped down tightly on the dildo, 
which seemed to pulse inside her guts. She wondered what he would do to her 
if she let it drop out. Her imagination caused a thrill of sexual heat to 
ignite in her pussy. 

It was several hours before Mike returned. He carried a box into the living 
room and set it down on the floor, then walked over to Laura. His eyes took 
in the dildo, lying flat on the floor between her legs, and he frowned at 
her. 

He moved against her and grabbed a thick chunk of tangled blonde hair, 
jerking her head up and back to face him. "I told you to keep that dildo up 
your shitty ass-hole, didn't I you slut?! " He snarled. 

"I don't have to take orders from a fag like you!" she sneered. Her eyes 
were shining as she looked up at him. 

He stepped back in surprise, then his eyes narrowed. "Maybe I'll have to 
show you, you're wrong." he hissed. 

He went back to his box and carried it upstairs. Laura heard him come in and 
out of the house for the next hour, carrying in things from his car. Her 
loins tingled with anticipation and she wondered what kind of punishment he 
would find for her. 

Finally he seemed to have finished his unpacking. He returned to the living 
room and stood behind her for a few moments. Laura trembled in apprehension. 
Then he bent forward and unhooked her from the chair. He immediately cuffed 
the wrist cuffs together behind her back and led her through the kitchen. 

He opened the basement door and pulled her through, walking behind her on 
the narrow stairs, then moving ahead, his fingers tight around her upper 
arm. 

He placed her in the center of the room near a low table, and unhooked her 
hands, then joined them together in front of her again. 

Mike came over to her with a thick elastic band instead. She looked at it in 
confusion. "Get down on your hands and knees bitch." he ordered. She quickly 
complied. He knelt beside her, his hand going around her right breast. His 
fingers squeezed tightly, pulling down on her titty, stretching it down 
toward the floor. She winced in pain as the malleable tit meat was distorted 
and pinched. 

She felt something going around her distended tit, sliding up toward her 
chest. Then Mike let go of her tit and she found the thick elastic stretched 
tautly around her breast, squeezing it almost in two. Her tit was bulged out 
like a mushroom, and ached fiercely. He repeated his actions on her other 
tit, until it too bulged out like a mushroom, then he pulled her to her feet 
again. 

Laura looked up and saw a chain hanging through a hook in the ceiling. There 
was a hook on the end of the chain too and Mike pulled it downward, at the 
same time raising her arms above her head. 

He hooked the cuffs around the hook then pulled up on the chain. Laura's 
hands were pulled higher still, until her back strained and she raised up 
onto her toes, then he let it back down again slightly, until she could just 
barely keep her feet flat on the floor. He tied it in place and then moved 
to the table. 

Laura swallowed nervously, her belly full of butterflies. She was both 
dreading and looking forward to her punishment, and wondered if he would use 
the crop again. She had already almost forgotten about the pain of last 
night, remembering instead, the pleasure. 

Her tits ached terribly now as her arms stretched the skin back against her 
chest. The elastics held her tits in their tight embrace, making two round 
circles of meat sticking straight out from her chest. 

Mike slid his palm over them softly, feeling the tenseness in the skin, and 
the hardness of the meat beneath. 

He grinned and held up a soft leather belt. Laura gasped in sudden insight, 
and her mouth opened in denial. But just then Mike shoved something into her 
mouth. She realized immediately that it was her ball gag. He pushed it past 
her lips and tied it around her head, stepping back to admire his work. 

Laura yelled as loud as she could, but the gag muffled everything, making it 
seem like low mumbles. Mike raised the belt over his head, his eyes locking 
onto the wide frightened eyes of the golden-haired woman shaking before him. 

The belt descended. Laura seemed to see it in slow motion. It moved achingly 
slowly, skimming through the air toward her bulging tit sacks. Then it hit. 
The belt, straightened as it flew, surrounded her right tit, slammed into 
it, pressing deep, pushing the flesh it touched a full two or three inches 
back into her breast. The belt curved, sliding around her tit, totally 
enclosing it. 

An eternity later she heard the sullen crack of the leather hitting her 
skin, and a heartbeat later agonizing pain exploded in her tit, screaming 
along nerve fibers to her brain and shattering her thoughts completely. 

Laura's body was jerked back by the force of the blow. She lost her balance, 
and swung briefly by the chain. Her tit throbbed and screamed, afire with 
terrible pain. 

Then the belt whipped down again, slashing a deep furrow into her already 
distorted left titty. She howled and shrieked into the ball gag, jerking and 
flailing against the chain holding her. In desperation her legs kicked up 
toward him, trying to fend him off. 

He stepped aside, and slashed the belt down again, cracking it across both 
tits, leaving a line of blazing fire behind. Again and again the belt 
whipped against her tits, turning them into blistering red balls of white 
hot burning pain. 

Sweat covered her body, and her mind burned with heat and pain. Again the 
belt slashed down, this time across her belly, sending the breath shooting 
from her lungs. She tried again to kick at him, to somehow defend herself 
from the screaming pain that shot into her each time the belt landed. 

Mike only laughed. He put the belt down and grabbed her right leg, then her 
left. She jerked desperately against him, but he held her two ankles easily, 
lifting them up and back, dropping her weight onto her shoulders and wrists. 

He pushed her ankles together and up against her head, then he brought 
reached for another chain, locking it through the little round hole in her 
ankle cuffs. He pulled on the chain, jerking her right leg back and apart. 
Her left leg flailed helplessly for a moment. Then he grabbed it and 
fastened another chain to that ankle. 

The two chains were set several feet to either side of the one holding her 
wrists, and Mike pulled on the two chains so her legs were pulled up and 
spread far apart, so far she was practically doing the splits. She looked 
out between her legs at the leering man, who licked his lips madly. 

She was bent in two, her crotch gaping open only a foot from her face. Mike 
held up the belt once more, showing it to her. "We'll teach you to obey, 
won't we?" he panted. Laura shook her head franticly, then realizing what he 
might think, she started nodding franticly. 

It didn't help. The belt whipped through the air and slashed down against 
her soft, bald, puffy little cunt-mound. It splatted down right between the 
twin ridges of her cunt opening, directly, with either great aim, or great 
luck, into her cuntslash between her pussy lips. 

Madness ripped through her mind. There was simply no way to cope with such a 
level of pain. It tore through her body with a vicious hot burning power 
that left a path of destruction in its trail. 

The belt slashed down again, splatting against her pussy mound with a 
terrible sound, sending the helpless tortured girl jerking and flailing 
hopelessly in her bonds. 

An awful THWACK ... THWACK ... THWACK filled the room as the belt smashed 
repeatedly into her pussy mound. Laura shuddered and rolled in futile 
attempts to throw off his aim. Pain, agony racked her body from the horrible 
blows, suffering and torment roared over and around her, and then ... she 
came. t 

It was as if her pain had built up to such a level that it could no longer 
exist in her head. like water which reached the boiling point and turned to 
steam. A vapid cloud of sizzling crackling white and gold lights surrounded 
her and she tumbled screaming and wailing into an uncontrollable orgasm, an 
orgasm that rocketed higher and higher with each devastating blow of the 
belt against her tormented cunt-mound. 

Climax after climax hammered into her, each more wonderful, and terrible 
than the others. Her entire body was a puffed up balloon of intense 
shattering sensations that threatened to explode in on cataclysmic eruption 
that would take her mind and life with it. 

She lost consciousness. When she woke she was still hanging from the 
ceiling. Mike's face sneered at her from between the frame of her legs. Her 
eyes dropped to her cunt slit, all red and splotched. Mike's long fat cock 
was stuffed into her bald cunt crack, ripping in and out with furious 
energy. 

Spittle dropped from his face as his bulging eyes locked onto her clasping 
cuntmouth, watched his prick pumping between them. His hands were on her 
hips, swinging her back and forth so his cockthrusts pounded into her with 
tremendous power. 

Seconds later she found her arousal building again, and dropped within 
another minute, into a trembling, gut wrenching orgasm. Mike screamed 
glorious satisfaction as Laura's twitching sucking, spasming cunthole tore 
and milked his cock. 

He shoved it balls deep into the swinging shivering woman and felt it 
explode. His cockhead practically split open as a huge stream of jetting 
white spewed out and up into her guts. 

 SIX 

Mike began to take total control of her life after that. He threw out all 
her old clothes and brought her to the stores to buy new ones. The clothes 
he chose were the sluttiest he could find, the tightest, shortest skirts, 
the lowest cut, thinnest most translucent blouses, and the most vapourish, 
transparent underwear. 

He dressed her every day, and drove her to work. Once there he mostly 
ignored her, watching with glee, the reactions the new improved Laura 
brought in the other office workers. She wasn't allowed to wear any 
underwear except at home, and there she wasn't allowed to wear anything 
else. 

Much of the time at home she was naked, whether doing the cooking and 
cleaning, or sitting watching Television. Mike wouldn't let her sit on the 
furniture anymore either. She had to sit on the rug beside the couch, or on 
the floor of the kitchen by his chair when he ate. 

Her hands were always handcuffed, either in front of her, if she needed them 
for something, or behind her at nights and when he couldn't find any chores 
for her. Often he would leave her with her wrists bound and tied high above 
her so she was either hanging free or on her toes. He loved the sight of her 
stretched out body, and would frequently pull her legs up and apart and 
plunge his prong into her as she hung from her wrists. 

Laura wallowed in her degradation, while Mikes ideas and desires became more 
and more outrageous. 

One afternoon, she was sitting on the floor watching television. She had 
gotten home before Mike so she was fully dressed. She wasn't allowed to 
undress herself, since Mike reserved that pleasure for himself. 

She was wearing a pair of expensive white dress pants and a white silk 
blouse. Her legs were folded beneath her in the lotus position. Mike came in 
and immediately went to her and attached her leather cuffs to both her 
wrists and ankles. Then he hooked them together. 

Both wrists, and both ankles were now all locked together. This didn't 
bother Laura much as she sat there, but then Mike pushed her forward on her 
face. Her knees were pushed directly aside by the floor, shoved far apart so 
she was doing the splits. 

Meanwhile her wrists were pulled painfully down to her crotch as her ankles 
sought to pull away. Laura was left gasping in pain, the tendons in her 
thighs aching fiercely. Her ass stuck lewdly up in the air. 

Mike pulled out a sharp knife and ran it along the heavy seam between her 
buttocks. Then he stabbed sharply, digging the knife into the side of the 
seam until he cut through it alongside her skin. He sawed along the heavy 
seam until he had cut a tear three inches deep, then he cut across it. 

Mike grinned lewdly as he beheld her winking ass-hole appear, then he tore 
and cut along the seam, pulling it downward, ripping her pants apart 
directly along the seam from her belt down below her crotch and up the front 
to the zipper. In fact, he cut the seam open as if it were a zipper. 

As Laura lay on the rug, Mike stuck his big fingers into the long straight 
tear, seized the two sides of the pants that covered her buttocks and tore 
them wide open. He giggled as her soft white ass meat came into view, 
kissing her right buttock, then sticking his finger down against her 
ass-hole and pushing it in. 

She grunted as she felt his finger jab into her ass-hole. It went in all the 
way to the knuckle and wiggled around for a bit before withdrawing. 

She heard a zipper going down, and tried to flatten herself on the rug. Then 
she felt Mikes cock press against her anus. He held it there for a second 
and then lunged downward, driving the meaty cockhead into her round little 
anus. 

Mike's body crushed her to the floor as he worked more and more of his cock 
down into her rectum. Laura shivered in both pain and delight, basking in 
her debasement and the raw carnal excitement it stirred in her loins. 

Mike's hands gripped her blouse and tore it from neck to beltline, then 
ripped it in half and pulled it off her, leaving her naked to the waist. His 
hands jammed beneath her, shoving against the sides of her aching breasts 
and squeezing viciously. 

Laura felt his long fat cockshaft rutting away in her ass-hole, and her 
pussy seethed in response. She wanted to hump back up at him but was 
helpless to move anything but her head. Mike was making loud grunts as he 
reamed out her anus. His body crashed down against her repeatedly, churning 
her rectum into a hot bubbling cauldron of violent sexual sensations. 

His jism splashed down into her bowels with a gleeful bubbling sound that 
sent shock waves through her body. 

That very evening he hung her spread-eagled in the basement and left her 
there, her own fucking machine rutting up into her pussy for hour after 
hour. She came so many times she lost count. She existed for most of the 
night in a delirious gasping exhaustion, only regaining her senses for brief 
periods between each orgasm. 

Every morning Laura would have to give him a tongue bath. She would start at 
his mouth and face, work her way down across his shoulders and chest, over 
his belly down to his groin, where she would suck cum from his penis at 
least twice, then slide her tongue down over his legs to his toes. He 
insisted she very carefully clean out between his toes with her tongue, and 
then do his heels and ankles. She would then work her way back up his body, 
only from the back. 

When she was done she would dry off his body with her hair. 

Mike, of course, won his bet with Dave and Joey. He wouldn't settle for some 
cheap Polaroids though. Instead he hired a guy he knew that sometimes acted 
as a cameraman on porno movies. Mike wanted his proof done up right. Laura 
was very nervous even undressing before the strange man. 

Albert; that was his name; focused his camera on each button as Laura warily 
popped them open and then removed her shirt. Mike acted as the director, 
telling her what to do and telling Al how to film it. Mike had seen a lot of 
X rated movies, and was determined to make one of the best to prove his 
mastery over the gorgeous little blonde. 

He watched the TV carefully as the video camera focused in on Laura's 
rounded breasts, moving in tight to catch each hard erect little nipple, 
then pulling back to get a head and chest shot. Laura pirouetted around as 
Mike directed, then slowly peeled off her jeans, leaving her clad only in a 
tiny pair of black string bikini panties. 

She danced slowly, swaying and shimmying to the music coming off the stereo. 
The camera moved up and down her body, changing from close ups on her face, 
tits, ass, and legs, to long pull backs so the TV could show the mostly 
naked woman from head to toe. 

Mike gestured at her and Laura slowly bent down, her fingers hooked into her 
panties. She pulled them to the floor and stepped out naked. The camera 
zoomed in on a close up of her hairless pussy slit, before backing up as 
Laura began to dance sensuously once more. 

Then Laura turned her behind to the camera and arched her back, shoving her 
ass up and out. She half turned, and smiled into the camera, before bending 
slowly over until her hands touched her ankles, then she spread her legs 
wide apart as the camera moved up for a tight shot of her tight bald slit. 

"Okay, now get on the bed." Mike called. Laura turned and fell back onto the 
bed. She spread her legs far apart and began playing with her tits and pussy 
as the camera hummed. Mike tossed her a vibrator and she began buzzing it 
over her clitty again and again. 

She was enjoying it so much she almost forgot about the camera. "Shove it up 
your cunt you silly bitch." Mike snapped. Laura jerked out of her reverie 
and pushed the rounded head of the dildo into her oily cunt sheath. Albert 
knelt right beside the bed, the camera's wide lens only a foot or so away 
from her, pointed directly into her crotch. 

She pushed the vibrator up inside her until only a couple of inches remained 
visible. Her loins humped up and down, only partly for the camera's benefit, 
and she groaned in satisfaction as the vibrations inside her began to set 
off a sympathetic reaction in her belly. 

Her fingers gripped the end of the vibrator and began pumping it in and out 
as her hand squeezed and fondled her breasts. Albert pulled back slightly so 
he could take in this new action, his camera panning across her heaving 
chest, focusing tightly on her hard swollen nipples as her hands slid across 
them. 

Then Mike was on the bed, kneeling beside her, his cock pointed directly at 
her face. She opened her lips eagerly and it moved into her mouth with a 
gratifying familiarity. 

Albert moved back further, his camera panning back and forth between the 
vibrator sliding in and out of Laura's pussy and Mike's cock shoving down 
into her mouth. Before long Mike had her kneeling on the bed as she sucked 
him off. 

She knelt with her heels pushing up into her crotch, jamming at the end of 
the vibrator, forcing it high into her body as Mike forced his cockhead 
right down her throat. Albert was in hell, having only one camera to record 
the action, he kept jumping from place to place, first focusing on the 
protruding end of the vibrator, then on Laura's face pressed up against 
Mike's abdomen. 

Mike stood up straight on the bed, playing for the cameras. His fist was 
embedded in Laura's hair and he held her face locked against his groin as he 
humped his cock in her throat. Laura's hands slid around him and cupped his 
buttocks, not needing any force to suck down Mike's prong, wanting to taste 
his juices again. 

But Mike was far from finished. He pushed her off, then repositioned her on 
her hands and knees. As the camera watched he gripped her vibrator and 
pumped it in her pussy several times before shoving it forcefully inside her 
once more, making her wince with sudden pain. 

He took his spit slickened cockhead and pushed it against Laura's ass-hole, 
slowly pushing it inside as Albert watched through the camera lens. The lens 
was bare inches away from her pussy as it watched more and more of Mike's 
fat prick slide inside. Laura looked back behind her and could see Albert's 
hands shaking as the view effected him. His own pants bulged out with his 
erection. 

Mike fucked her with a firm, possessive stroke, demonstrating his control 
over her body. His long meaty cocktube slid in and out, in and out, then 
would start to ram furiously into her to set her ass cheeks jumping and 
bouncing. 

His hands slid under her and gripped her bouncing hanging breasts. His hands 
slid around the meaty tit sacks, squeezing them both in half as his fingers 
tightened. Then his hands moved over onto her arms, he jerked her arms 
apart, causing the blonde to fall forward onto her chest. 

Mike fell atop her, his cock jamming balls deep into her anus. He held her 
arms flat our above her, while his groin humped down against her. Laura's 
legs straightened and spread wide, welcoming the pumping churning cock into 
her bowels if it would go that high. 

Her insides were afire with the degrading image of herself being really and 
truly sodomized right in front of the camera. She imagined her parents 
seeing it, or the people at work. She wished the would. She groaned loudly, 
then moaned and grunted for the benefit of the camera. She wanted to appear 
as a truly sluttish sex slave to Mike's rutting cock. 

The vibrator continued to buzz and hum inside her pussy tube, and Laura 
humped unconsciously against the bed, pushing and bumping the protruding 
edge of the instrument, making it turn and twist inside her. Then her clitty 
was sparked into an overkill of sensations by the vibrations and she gasped 
as a high terrible climax washed over her. 

Her fingers grasped the covers as Mike's cock began to really start to pump 
inside her. Her rectal shaft was burned and rasped by his sliding pistoning 
organ. It plunged up and down her shit chute with reckless abandon, as her 
ass-hole spasmed in time with her orgasming pussy. 

Mike intent only on his own pleasure now was reaming out her ass-hole with 
savage glee. Then he grunted, his hands on her shoulders shoving her deep 
into the mattress, and his cock juice spurted down into her, splashing about 
in her belly. 

While he recovered, Albert tore his pants loose and jumped onto the 
semi-conscious girl. His hands slid under her, jerking her belly up into the 
air, and then spread her legs apart. He jerked the vibrator out of her pussy 
and slammed his cock all the way into her with a single hard stroke. 

Laura's face mashed against the bedspread as 

Albert ripped his fuck tool back and forth in her boiling frothing pussy 
chamber, then emptied his juices inside her. He got up much refreshed, and 
took the camera again. 

Over the next hour or so, he and Mike posed her in numerous positions for 
the camera. Mike fucked her standing up and sitting down, with him on top, 
her ankles around her ears, and with her riding him as he lay beneath her. 
He fucked her bent over chairs and hanging upside down from the ceiling. 

Then when he was through Karen arrived. For the first time that day, Laura 
tried to refuse Mike's orders, but he would have none of it. Karen, a tall, 
powerfully built black woman about thirty years old, disrobed and stood 
haughtily by the bed. 

She was almost six feet tall, and apparently was a body builder. Muscles 
stood out all over her naked body. Her breasts were small and hard, and a 
tiny thin line of pubic hair covered her slit. She had a short afro haircut, 
and a wide flaring nose. 

Laura had had fantasies about sex with women, but they always involved very 
feminine women, more like girls really, with her always the dominant 
partner. She had never thought about having sex with ... an Amazon! 

In truth Karen was a hard core lesbian and had been for her entire life. She 
hired out as a prostitute on occasion, though she hated men. The opportunity 
to do a scene with a fluffy little white bitch, even if it was in front of a 
camera, was too good to pass by. 

Mike had given her free reign to do whatever she wanted with Laura, and 
despite Laura's misgivings, he stood back with Albert as the big black woman 
moved in. 

Karen eyed the nervous young woman with barely restrained contempt. Then her 
hand lashed out and slapped Laura's face with enough force to send the 
blonde flying back against the headboard. 

"Get your skinny little ass over her bitch!" she cursed, pointing to the end 
of the bed. 

Laura rubbed her cheek and looked appealingly to Mike but he just pointed to 
where Karen was pointing and glared at her. Laura swallowed and then crawled 
forward to kneel in front of Karen, who eyed her hungrily. 

Karen's hand moved down onto Laura's fat round tit and cupped it gently. 
Then her fingers closed tightly and she twisted her hand around. Laura cried 
out in pain, her body jerking over under the terrible pressure and rolling 
onto her back. 

Karen dropped to her knees on the bed and then dropped her crotch onto 
Laura's face. 

"Suck out my pussy you little slut!" she snapped. "Stick your tongue up 
against my clitty and do me good!" Laura hesitated, and Karen twisted her 
breast cruelly, mashing her crotch against the small blonde woman's face. 

Laura yelped again, and hurriedly pushed her tongue up into the black cunt 
slit. She'd never been this close to a pussy before, but she'd seen enough 
of them in the movies to know more or less, what was expected. Her tongue 
rubbed up and down the slit, tasting the strange juices of the woman atop 
her. 

She rasped it against the clitty, and pushed it strongly into the cunt 
opening. Every now and then she yelped as Karen's sharp nails pinched her 
nipples and breast flesh, or scratched lightly down around her own pussy 
opening. 

Karen squatted on her face, humping her loins back and forth so her slit 
rubbed across Laura's face. She groaned suddenly and threw her head 
backward. She started to bounce up and down as Laura felt cum juices begin 
to drip out against her tongue. 

Her hands came down around Laura's throat, sliding behind her neck and 
pulling upward, as if she could force the woman's face harder against her 
crotch. Karen's body trembled, and Laura felt the full weight of the big 
woman come down on her face, smothering her. 

Then the black woman grunted in satisfaction and got up. She stood next to 
the bed for a moment, then moved over to the table. When she returned she 
had several pieces of thick rope in her. hands. "Get on your feet cunt!" she 
glared. 

Laura hastily complied. She stood before the other woman for a moment, her 
head barely came up to Karen's neck. Karen roughly turned her around and 
then grabbed her wrists. "Hold them together behind you." she ordered. Again 
Laura complied, wondering why she didn't simply use the handcuffs. 

The rope was scratchy and itchy against her soft skin as Karen circled it 
several times back and forth around her wrists. She pulled it tight, so 
tight it hurt and cut off circulation to her hands. Albert followed every 
second with his camera, then pulled back for a full body shot of the two 
together as Karen finished tying the rope and turned the younger woman 
around to face her once more. 

She slid another rope around Laura's middle, jerking her arms tightly 
against her back as well. Again the rope, made of rough hemp, scratched and 
pinched as she cinched it tight. A third rope was tied around the center of 
the rope around her belly, right under her belly button. Karen pulled it 
down between her legs and up behind Laura, between her ass cheeks. 

It was just like the harness she had that she'd worn a few days ago to keep 
the dildo's up her pussy and ass-hole, and yet it was much different. Karen 
jerked it up painfully tight, the inch wide rope jamming up between her bare 
pussy lips. 

The feeling of it against her skin was horrible enough, but up between her 
pussy lips it was almost unbearable. Laura's cunt ached sharply, both from 
the tightness and the chafing rasping roughness that inflamed her sensitive 
skin. 

"Kneel." Karen ordered, and Laura awkwardly dropped to her knees in front of 
her. Karen bent her forward and slid two more pieces of the rough hemp 
around her breasts, again cinching them painfully tight. 

Then Karen sat in a chair and motioned the blonde over. Laura walked 
awkwardly, trying to keep her legs apart, and trying to slump down in hopes 
of easing the sharp painful pressure on her pussy. Karen jerked her forward 
and bent her over her lap. 

Laura found herself on her belly across the bigger, older woman's thighs, 
her ass up in the air and her hair dangling down to the rug. Karen's hands 
stroked over the smooth skin of her buttocks, now and then kneading the soft 
warm flesh. 

Then Laura yelped as the woman's hand smacked down against her buttocks. It 
made a loud cracking noise as her fingers impacted against the malleable 
flesh. She stroked her hands softly over the area she had just struck, then 
smacked her hand down again, again making the blonde cry out and jerk 
forward. 

Then Karen began spanking her in earnest. Her hand rose and fell repeatedly, 
raining blows down on the soft white ass cheeks, turning them, a fiery red 
as the blonde squirmed and wept in her grasp. 

Finally she stopped. Her fingers undid the knot holding the rope between her 
legs to the one around her waist. She pulled the rope away, eyeing the red 
irritated skin beneath it as she pulled it free of Laura's skin and then 
jerked it out from beneath the blonde woman's pussy lips. 

Laura moaned in gratitude, then found her hips wiggling uncontrollably as 
Karen's fingers began sliding over her crackling cunt lips. A single slender 
finger was thrust deep into her pussy slit, followed shortly by a second, 
then a third. 

Laura humped back against her as the three fingers slid in and out of her 
drooling pussy hole. No matter who it was, her over-stimulated pussy 
couldn't resist such treatment. She gurgled in pleasure as the fingers 
worked in and out of her. 

Karen pressed a fourth finger together with the other three and began 
pushing them into the small blonde woman's bald pussy. Laura's cunt-mound 
was red and puffy with irritation from the rope, and now glistened also with 
her bubbling cunt juices as she rose upward into orgasm. 

Albert moved in closer to catch Karen's fingers moving in and out. Then the 
black woman pushed her thumb together with her fingers and pressed them into 
the tight slit entrance. Laura gasped in sudden pain as more and more of the 
fingers entered her, pushing her cunt lips wider and wider and wider. 

Her eyes opened wide in shock as she felt her cunt mouth pulled inches wide 
to admit the black woman's knuckles. Never had she been so open. She 
trembled in pain, groaning and begging Karen to stop. The black woman 
ignored her pleas, thrusting her fingers hard into the tight pink depths of 
the blonde's crotch hole. 

Then she grunted in satisfaction as her knuckles forced their way past the 
cunt lips and went inside the girl's body. She pushed harder, forcing her 
entire hand down into the writhing weeping white girl's small pussy hole. 
Only when the pink pussy lips clutched tightly around her wrist did she stop 
in satisfaction. 

She held her hand still for several long seconds, feeling the blonde's body 
humming and pulsing around it. Slowly she started closing the fingers, one 
by one until she had them all closed into a fist. Then she pushed forward 
once more, jamming her wrist further inside the silky dark depths of Laura's 
aching cunt pit. 

"Like that little white girl?" she panted. "Like my fist up your slutty 
little cunt?" She punched downward, moving her fist in another inch or two. 
She kept pushing until her knuckles felt hard bone. She was pushing the end 
of the blonde's cunt pit against some bone up inside her guts, and she 
ground her knuckles hard against the meat. 

Laura felt her body shiver and vibrate uncontrollably as the hard bony fist 
moved inside her. Then Karen pulled it back, jerking the oversized clenched 
hand up the length of the much too thin, elasticized walls of Laura's fuck 
hole. 

Then she pushed her fist forward again. Soon she began to build up speed, 
fucking her fist into the small blonde with furious powerful punching 
movements. 

Laura's nerves screamed, her senses went wild, and she churned her ass back 
against the woman's fist. Her belly screamed in astonished pleasure as the 
huge bony hand ripped and churned back and forth. She climaxed, then fell 
then raced higher still, her orgasm blossoming and spreading through her. 

The orgasm passed, then came again, higher and stronger, the sharp burning 
center being the fist working up and down her fuck tube. Karen tore the fist 
right out of her cunt in the midst of one of Laura's spasming shuddering 
climaxes, then punched it back hard against the unprotected pussy mound. 

She punched Laura's pussy several times, bringing a higher pitched whine and 
cry from the midst of the endless groaning and whining the girl was 
emitting. Then she aimed her fist and punched directly at Laura's cunthole, 
driving her fist deep into the blonde's cunt with a single thrust. 

Laura's body jerked, her legs shot out and to the sides, flopping like fish 
jerked from the water. Karen's fingers unfolded and her fingers began 
caressing the skin inside Laura's pussy. She slid her fingers up and down 
the length of the white woman's pussy tube, her fingers softly rubbing 
across the hot, wet, velvety smooth cunt chamber. 

Laura whined like a bitch dog in heat, rutting back against Karen's hand. 
She came yet again, her senses overwhelmed by the onslaught of the pain and 
pleasure feelings ripping through her loins. 

Karen pulled her hand free and grabbed a big chunk of Laura's golden hair. 
She pulled her up and off her lap, jerking and twisting her around until the 
Laura spread her legs and sat down atop the black woman. 

Laura sat facing Karen, her legs spread out to either side of the chair and 
dangling lifelessly down. Her face was pressed into Karen's neck as the 
older woman softly caressed her back. 

Karen's hands slid down over Laura's buttocks, squeezing them as she pulled 
the little blonde against her, felt the white girls fat breasts pressed hard 
into her chest. She took a long fat dildo from Mike and slid it under Laura, 
then pushed it up into the blonde's twitching pussy hole until only an inch 
remained outside. 

Laura's body shivered with intense desire as she felt the rubber cock move 
up into her. She pressed her body against Karen, rubbing her swollen 
imprisoned breast meat against the soft black skin and the hard muscles 
beneath it. 

Karen gripped her hair, jerking her head and chest hack, then her head 
dropped down and her teeth fastened around one of Laura's fat hard nipples. 
She hit down hard, making Laura cry out once more in delirious pleasure. 
Karen sucked on the pink nipple for long seconds, before pulling her head up 
and for the first time, fastening her mouth onto Laura's. 

Their mouths opened, lips mashed together. Their tongues slid out, touched, 
rasped and rubbed back and forth over one another, then moved into each 
other's mouths. Karen's hands were around Laura's body, pressing the smaller 
woman tightly against her. 

Mike watched with a grin, imagining the faces of Joey and Dave when he 
showed them this. Then he had another thought. The bet was one thing, but he 
could make a lot more money than that chicken feed off this hot assed little 
cunt. There were a lot of people who would pay to dance between those slutty 
little legs. 

 SEVEN 

Joey and Dave watched the hot little blonde go down on the black woman with 
wide bulging eyes. Mike glanced down at their pants. Their eyes weren't the 
only things bulging. He sat back in his chair looking incredibly smug as the 
two watched the TV, saw the pictures of Laura getting screwed, sodomized, 
and fist fucked. 

"Like it guys?" he leered. 

Joey shook his head in disbelief. 

"Unbefuckinglevable!" Dave gasped. 

"Jesus she's got a fucking body!" Joey sighed. "Oooo ... Look at that!" Dave 
gasped, pointing to the screen where Laura was hanging from her wrists while 
Karen whipped her ass with a riding crop. 

"You guys want a piece of her?" Mike asked casually. 

Their heads spun around so fast it was a wonder they didn't break anything. 

"She'll fuckin' well do anything I tell her to." Mike said easily. 

"Shit! What I wouldn't give to screw that tight little cunt! I always 
thought she was such a snotty little bitch." Dave said. 

"Not when she's on her hands and knees taking one up the ass-hole." Mike 
leered. 

"When can we come over?" Joey pleaded. 

"Not so fast, not so fast." Mike said, arching his eyebrows. "Why should I 
let you two clowns get a piece of my pussy meat anyway." 

"Hey! We're your pals!" Dave cried. 

"Your buddies!" Joey added. 

"Doesn't mean I have to let you fuck her." Mike sniffed. 

"What? Name your price!" Dave said recklessly. 

"You mean that?" 

Dave looked at him consideringly. 

"Would we get to do whatever we wanted with her," Joey demanded. 

"You want to string her up and whip her little round ass it's okay with me." 
Mike laughed. 

"Okay what do you want?" 

"Simple. I want you " he pointed to Dave, "to do the Mackenzie job for me, 
and I want you" he pointed to Joey, "to do the Nearen project." 

"Deal." 

"Deal!" 

***** 

Mike finally spurted his seed up her ass-hole and sighed happily. "You're 
one tight little bitch Laura." he laughed, slapping her ass cheeks. He 
pulled up his pants, and tucked his shirt in. "I'm going out for the night, 
but I know you won't be lonely." he said. 

Just then the doorbell rang upstairs. "Ahhh that must be your company now." 
he snorted. He went upstairs and Laura could hear the front door opening and 
feet moving around in the kitchen. 

Then the feet, several sets, descended the basement stairs, turned the 
corner and came out into her sight. 

"Holy Shit!" Joey cried. He and Dave stared, stunned as they saw the naked 
blonde beauty in front of them. Laura was hanging from the ceiling, her 
wrists each held far above her by two separate chains. Her feet were inches 
above the floor and she swayed ever so slightly. 

She gasped as she recognized Joey and Dave from work. Her skin blushed red 
and she closed her eyes in embarrassment. "This is the little bitch who 
can't get enough cock." Mike laughed. "She'll suck you till you're dry and 
scream with happiness if you stick it up her ass-hole." 

Laura's skin burned at the statement. The three men moved closer. "There's 
no point getting embarrassed Laura, Mike and Joey saw the little movie we 
made the other day." Mike sneered. "They especially liked it when Karen fist 
fucked you. I think they want to try that too." 

Laura's heart sank. She hadn't thought he'd show that tape to anyone. 

"Well, I got to go. I hope you kiddies have fun." He grabbed Laura's hair 
and jerked her head up sharply. "You do whatever they want understand. If 
you don't I'll give you a real whipping when I get home, thats if they don't 
first." he shoved her head forward and went upstairs. 

There was silence in the basement. Joey and Dave stared at the lovely young 
woman's nude form excitedly, neither knowing how to start. "Hi Laura." Dave 
offered, tentatively. "You got nice tits Laura." Joey grinned. He moved 
closer so his mouth was right next to her ear. 

"Me and Dave are gonna fuck your pussy till it bleeds cum." he whispered. 
His hand slid onto her left breast, then squeezed it lightly, then with more 
confidence, his hands began to roam over her naked body, squeezing, 
fondling, groping. 

They heard the front door slam upstairs. As if that was a signal, Dave moved 
forward to, his hand sliding over her belly and then down between her legs. 
He squeezed her bare pussy mound and rubbed his fingers over her. 

"How come you shaved your pussy Laura?" he queried. "So nobody could tell if 
she was a real blonde." Joey giggled. His mouth slid onto her breast and he 
sucked on her nipple. His hands slid over her round ass cheeks, squeezing 
the soft flesh. 

He pulled away and moved around behind her. "I never fucked a girl in the 
ass before, have you Dave." 

"Yeah, once about five years ago." 

"Was it good?" he asked, his eyes gazing down at Laura's buttocks as his 
hands moved over them. 

"Try it and see." Dave sighed. His mouth moved in small circles around her 
right breast, then he started sucking on her nipple. "Bet you'd like that 
wouldn't you Laura? You'd like to get a hard cock up your ass-hole wouldn't 
you?" Joey cackled. 

Laura didn't answer. Her eyes were still staring downward. She was mortified 
at being fondled and talked to like this. Mike was one thing, and Albert and 
Karen were strangers, but these two were from work. She'd never really 
spoken to either, yet it was horribly embarrassing to have them touching and 
watching her like this. 

Dave was sucking on her left tit, while his hands played with her right tit 
and rubbed over her cunt. Then she cried out and jerked forward. Dave pulled 
back, trying to see what had happened. The little blonde's eyes were open 
and her jaw hung downward as she her chest heaved. 

He looked around her and saw that Joey had jammed the first couple of inches 
of his cock up into the girl's tight round little ass-hole. "Holy Crap! 
You're gonna ass fuck her right here." 

"Why not?" Joey grunted. He lunged forward and up, driving another couple of 
inches of male meat up Laura's tight little rectum. 

Laura cringed inwardly as the two men treated her like a mindless piece of 
cunt meat, and used her as they wished. She grunted against the strain put 
on her tiny rectum, only just recovering from Mike's hard reaming. 

Yet even through the humiliation, she could feel a hard burning core of 
sensual excitement. Somehow she LIKED being treated like this, liked being 
used and abused and demeaned. Weaned on hard core books, magazines and 
videos, she knew no other type or form of sexual pleasure than to be treated 
so. 

She grunted as Joey's cock pushed up to the end of her shit pit and his 
balls pressed in between her buttocks. "Tight assed little bitch man!" Joey 
sighed. 

"Maybe I'll give it a try later on." Dave replied. 

"Right now lets see how she-likes getting double fucked." He dropped his 
pants, reveling his reddened cock. 

He pulled the blonde's legs apart and his cockhead pressed against her slit. 
He couldn't get it in side though until Joey gave him a hand. He grabbed 
Laura's left leg and held it up and apart while Dave used his now free hand 
to guide his bulging organ up hard against the girl's cunt opening. 

Laura felt the cockhead push easily past her well lubricated cuntal entrance 
and begin to slide slowly up the length of her fuck tunnel. The hard cock 
jerked her cunt upward, tore at her flesh just as Joey's was doing behind 
her. Her crotch openings were being pulled in opposite directions as the two 
lust filled men shoved their cocks up into the hapless woman's guts. 

Laura's eyes widened as she felt the two sliding up inside her. She'd never 
been fucked by two cocks at once. She'd had dildos in each hole before, but 
they had been unmoving, hadn't jerked and twisted at her like the two live 
fuck poles were. 

Joey's teeth bit into the right side of her neck as his mouth suckled hard 
on her soft warm flesh. Dave imitated him, fastening his mouth onto the left 
side of her neck, his teeth chomping down, drawing blood. The two of them 
shoved their hard cocks deep into the shivering blonde's belly, grinding and 
tearing them in and out. 

Laura was no longer a person to them, just a possession, like a TV or a car, 
that belonged to Mike and that they were borrowing. Neither of them talked 
to her, intent only on satisfying their lusts, on doing the kind of things 
to her few women would permit. 

Their cock poles thrust deeply into Laura's groin. She could feel their hot 
wet heads up in her belly, moving around inside her like living creatures, 
like burrowing snakes. The men's hands mauled and twisted her tit flesh, 
jerking and squeezing their fingers tightly around the sensitive skin, 
twisting at the tiny pink nipples. 

Neither was bound now by the usual love making rules. They didn't have to 
worry about Laura complaining that they were hurting her, or that she didn't 
want to do something with them. Each was running through all manner of 
fantasies in their minds, thinking of the things they'd always wanted to do 
with a woman but had never been able to before. 

Then Joey gave a gasp of pleasure. He slammed his hips forward, impaling the 
tiny blonde on his meaty fuck spike, jamming it up high in her rectum. He 
came, his mind pulsing with pleasure, and his cock spewing out semen. He 
could feel each individual spurt as the thick white wads jetted out of his 
cocktip and into Laura's guts. 

Dave came then too, his cock adding it's own hot sparkling jism to Laura's 
twitching shuddering body. Laura drank it all in gladly, loving her bondage, 
loving being fucked by two lust filled men at once, loving being treated 
like this. 

The men pulled out, drawing away from the blonde, who hung there shivering 
slightly, her hot crotch holes gasping and spasming, wanting to be filled 
again. Joey studied the classic profile Laura presented from the rear. Her 
arms separated, high above her, clad in chains, her legs hanging straight 
down below her perfect cupcake ass. 

On his right was a shelf, and on it were belts, whips, and other devices. 
His mind spun with the possibilities. He'd seen the blonde woman whipped, 
seen her loving it, cumming with the pleasure. He began taking off his 
reaming clothes, stripping completely naked. 

His hand picked up a long riding crop and he studied it carefully, then his 
eyes were drawn to the perfectly white length of skin covering the woman's 
back. He'd dreamt of it before, dreamt while he masturbated, but never had 
he thought he'd actually one day ... 

He raised it up past his shoulder, moving to within two feet of the woman's 
back. Then, tentatively, he brought it swishing down, to hit Laura's ass. 
There was a loud CRACK!, accompanied by a shriek from the blonde. Her lower 
body jerked forward, her legs spreading apart briefly, her head coming back. 

He studied the place the crop had hit. A red line appeared. Dave came around 
to his side and looked at Laura too, hot desire on his face. Joey raised the 
crop again, swung it with more confidence now, and more force. It slashed 
down against her ass again, leaving a second red line. 

Again the woman screamed. He ignored the sound, intent on satisfying his 
old, old desire. Again the crop lashed out, this time slashing across 
Laura's back. She screamed, and gasped in pain as the crop burned a trail of 
pain wherever it touched. 

The sound of it's impacts filled the basement room for several minutes, then 
it stopped suddenly. Joey threw down the crop and jumped forward. His 
bulging cock on the verge of exploding. He slammed his erection up her 
ass-hole once more, pounding it fiercely into her for only a dozen strokes 
before more cum juice sprayed out. 

Dave picked up the crop and moved back around to the front of the lovely 
blonde woman. He studied her breasts intently. They were beautifully shaped 
globes, dotted with fine little light pink nipples. The areolas were tiny, 
and hardly any darker than the surrounding skin. 

Suddenly he slapped the crop down against her right tit. Laura shrieked in 
renewed pain, as Dave's eyes studied her bouncing reddening tit meat 
rapturously. He slammed the crop down onto her other tit, then began slowly 
whipping each in turn, observing their wobbling, jerking swaying response 
each time the crop bit into them. 

Then his cock pulsed and he had barely enough time to grab it with his hand, 
and squeeze sharply before sperm shot out the tip. He pointed it upward as 
the white slimy juice spurted against Laura's stomach and tits, leaving 
white drops of fluid that slid slowly down her skin. 

"Lets get her down." Joey gasped. He moved forward and unhooked the naked 
blonde, lowering her to the floor. He inspected the leather wristcuffs and 
then pulled her arms behind her, linking them together. Then he shoved her 
down onto her knees. 

The two men's mouths watered as they looked down on every man's dream. A 
beautiful naked woman on her knees before them, hands bound behind her, 
totally at their disposal. Joey pushed his wet limp cock at Laura's face, 
and she automatically opened her mouth to suck it in. 

She worked on the cock with her tongue and lips, the way Mike had shown'her. 
Soon the cock began to swell inside her. It got longer and fatter, and was 
soon too big for her mouth. She bobbed her head on the front half as Joey 
stood over her, hands in her hair. Then he pushed his cock forward and the 
head pushed past her mouth and into her throat. 

She was used to this with Mike though and swallowed it easily. Joey was 
elated at how easily he'd forced his entire length into her face. No woman 
had ever deep throated him before, nor been willing to try. He slid his 
cockshaft back and forth between the blonde whores' lips, enjoying the 
unique feeling of her throat around his cock. 

He pulled his cock out just as he felt it starting to begin it's explosion. 
He didn't want to cum a third time yet, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to 
get it hard again, and there were a lot of things he wanted to do with the 
little bitch yet. 

Dave pushed his cock between her lips, and she worked him into a state of 
hot, fiery erection as well. Dave had never felt a throat around his cock 
either, and he almost lost control and came as he felt her clenching throat 
muscles around his cockhead. 

He too pulled out in time though. The two men stood over the blonde panting 
for breath, their minds spinning with ideas. "How about fist fucking her, 
like that nigger in the movie did?" Joey panted. 

"We should reach inside her and pull her fuckin' guts out!" Dave breathed. 
"You can stick your hand up her cunt and I'll stick mine up her ass-hole!" 
He lifted his foot, placed the flat sole against Laura's tit and shoved 
hard, knocking the woman over onto her back on the floor. 

He stood over her, running his foot over her skin, squashing her tits 
against her ribs, and digging his toe into her cunt pit. Then he leaned over 
and grabbed Laura by the hair, turning her onto her belly. His excitement 
burned higher every time he caught sight of her bound hands. 

He placed his foot in front of her face. "Lick my foot slut!" he ordered 
her. He wiped his foot across her face, his mind burning with intense 
desire. "Clean my foot with your tongue!" 

Again this was nothing new to Laura. She slid her tongue out and began to 
clean off Dave's feet, starting with his toes. She ran her tongue in between 
each toe,, licking carefully, ignoring the foul taste. 

"Fuck! She'll really do anything won't she! ? "Joey groaned. Then he 
suddenly leaned forward, grabbed Laura and jerked her back onto her knees. 
"Hey! I wasn't finished with her yet!" Dave complained. 

"I want to do something that can't wait!" Joey gasped, trembling. 

"Open your mouth whore, and keep it open!" he snarled. Laura obeyed, pulling 
her lips wide. "Wider cuntmeat!" the man snapped. Laura pulled her lips as 
far apart as she could and Joey placed his semi hard cock against them. He 
rested the tip on her lower lip and held it there for several seconds. 

Then several drops of piss leaked out, followed within seconds by a long 
stream of yellow fluid. Joey shoved his cock balls deep in Laura's mouth and 
held her face against him by the hair as she struggled to pull free. 

"Swallow it whore!" he hissed. "Swallow it or I'll beat the shit out of you 
and make you eat it!" He twisted her hair viciously, his piss continuing to 
spray into her mouth. Laura had no choice but to swallow the hot noxious 
liquid. It was either that or drown in it. 

Joey held her face against him for almost a full minute as his bladder 
emptied out. Laura swallowed continuously, her mouth and throat burning from 
the foul stuff. Then Joey's cock hardened, cutting off the flow of piss. His 
excitement was so great that he couldn't hold back his orgasm. 

It arrived full blown with his erection and within seconds sperm shot down 
into her gullet, a more tasty desert to go with the main course. He 
shuddered as his cum juice spurted into her face, and his climax rode over 
him. He almost lost his balance, and had to hang onto Laura's head to keep 
from falling. 

His cock softened then, and piss began to dribble out again. The frightened 
girl swallowed it all. 

"Maybe you should make her swallow some mouthwash next." Dave laughed. His 
cock showed his excitement though. "I've never used a live toilet before. I 
oughta go upstairs and chug beers for a few minutes." 

His bare foot lashed out and thumped into Laura's belly. She grunted in 
pain, air whooshing out of her as she collapsed onto the floor. "Wait till 
the next office party. She's gonna be the life of the party." He snickered. 

"What do you want to do with her now?" Joey enquired. 

"I don't know. Let me think a minute." He pulled the groaning girl up to her 
feet then flung her face down on a nearby table. He nudged her legs apart so 
the two could see how gorgeous her ass and cunt were from this new angle. 
"That's a pretty picture ain't it?" Joey sighed. 

Dave moved forward and placed his erection against Laura's cunt slit, then 
shoved forward, burying himself inside her warm moist cavity. He fucked her 
slowly, his hands rubbing across her ass flesh, while he thought of 
something more imaginative to do to the blonde woman. 

Suddenly he smiled. "Hey Joe, go upstairs and get some ice cubes." he said. 

"How many?" 

"As many as you can find." 

Joey giggled and ran out, leaving his friend alone with the girl, casually 
sliding his erection in and out of her cunt. 

Less than a minute later he returned holding several ice cube trays. He 
placed them on the table, and Dave grabbed them and poured the cubes on the 
table. He picked one up and held it between two fingers, then he brought it 
down to where Laura's tiny little puckered ass-hole was winking at him from 
above his cock. 

He pressed the slick ice cube against her ass-hole, holding it there to the 
entrance for a few seconds as the girl whined and shivered. Then he pushed 
harder, shoving the rounded cube past the opening until it disappeared 
inside her. 

He picked up a second ice cube and did the same, then a third, fourth, 
fifth. When he had pushed a dozen ice cubes into the now trembling girl, he 
began to meet resistance. Her ass tube was clogged with ice cubes, and there 
was little room for more. 

He jammed in the thirteen anyway, then another and another, and two more 
after that. He could feel the ice cubes moving inside her as they were 
displaced and rearranged by the pressure of each new cube. 

Laura sobbed, and pleaded with him to stop. Her ass-hole was so cold it 
burned. She imagined frost would soon be coming out of her mouth and ears. 
Her ass-hole was stuffed full of the hard little cubes and was being 
continually expanded with each new entry. 

"How many is that?" Dave laughed, as Joey pushed another cube into the 
little hole. "Uh ... It think that's twenty five." 

"Wonder how many she can take." 

"She'll take as many as we put in." 

"That hot little ass of hers will melt them anyway. " 

But finally he couldn't get another cube into her. Laura's ass-hole was too 
packed. It wouldn't even close around the last one, which stuck out almost a 
quarter inch. Dave grunted in disappointment. His cock continued to slide 
slowly in her pussy and he imagined he could feel the spreading coolness 
through the thin bit of meat that separated her pussy and ass-hole. 

He pulled his cock free of her clutching pussy, and then shoved the ice cube 
in between her cunt lips. Laura squealed anew as her hot little twat felt 
the sizzling cold of the ice. 

Dave and Joey packed cube after cube up her hot cunt until it too was 
stuffed to overflowing. Dave had to hold a hand over her ass-hole to keep it 
from spraying out the tight packed cubes in there. Finally they had shoved 
every single cube up her ass-hole and cunt. 

Dave picked up a roll of electric tape from the table and tore off a long 
piece. The tape was a couple of inches wide and he placed it down against 
her skin between her shivering ass cheeks, and between her legs over her 
pubic mound. 

He tore off another piece and wound it around her waist as an added 
protection, then the two men stepped back and laughed, eying the shivering 
sobbing girl with glee. "Bet that'll cool off your hot pussy slut!" Dave 
laughed. 

He threw her forward onto the table so she lay on her back, her legs spread 
wide around the bulging cubes. He dragged her down by the hair so her head 
hung over the edge of the table, then he stuck his prick between her lips. 
"Suck me off twat meat!" Dave cackled. 

Even after the two left, leaving Laura in the same position they found her, 
hanging from her wrists, the ice continued to freeze her guts. It was almost 
an hour before the last of it melted and her belly started to lose its 
hardness, longer still before she could stop shivering. 

 EIGHT 

Mike no longer had to do his work. Whenever he got an assignment, he passed 
it off to one of the other guys in the office, all of whom were glad to do 
it for him in return for a hot fucking session with Laura. 

Then he got the bright idea of giving the blonde to his boss for a weekend. 
Laura was bound hand and foot and hauled across the city to Mr. Rose's 
house. There she was fucked and abused for two days straight by Mr. Rose and 
his friends. 

After that, Mike didn't get any assignments, much to the disappointment of 
the rest of the office. Laura still went into work, though it humiliated her 
every day. The men and especially the women, treated her with contempt. The 
men made obscene remarks around her all the time. 

Sometimes one of them would corner her and squeeze and fondle her breasts, 
or stick their hands down her pants or up her skirt. At least once a day, 
Mr. Rose would call her into the office and fuck her in the cunt or 
ass-hole. Sometimes one of the other men would catch her in a vulnerable 
place like the stockroom and would shove her across a table and chair, tear 
down her pants and stick their cocks in her. 

Once Jim Flannagan had jumped into the elevator after her and pushed the 
stop button. He'd backed her into the corner, grabbed her leg and jerked it 
up and onto the handrail running around the elevator. 

Her mumbled protests and whimpering complaints had been totally ignored as 
he slid his hands up her skirt, tore her panties off, zipped down his pants, 
pulled out his monstrous erection and stuffed it up into her pussy right 
there. 

He'd pounded his body into hers with a ferocious intensity that left bruises 
on her buttocks from their impact against the side of the elevator. His cock 
had skewered her as she was crushed helplessly into the corner of the car. 
After he'd cum he'd pulled out and zipped up, then released the lock and 
calmly gotten off at the next floor. He hadn't said a single word to her. 

Meanwhile at home, Mike continued to treat her as his sex slave, fucking her 
any way and any time he chose. Hanging her in different positions and making 
her crawl around on the floor. 

One day he brought her to a long windowless building in the cities 
industrial section. He'd refused to tell her where they were going, and 
she'd wondered if he were taking her to another man's house again, like Mr. 
Rose. 

Instead she found over a dozen people hanging around in various states of 
undress. There were several cameras around, and a number of spotlights and 
other movie equipment. She turned questioningly to Mike but he ignored her. 

He shook hands with a small curly-haired man in glasses. "Here she is 
Douggie." he grinned. The man eyed Laura speculatively. "Looks good, 
sometimes you can't tell from a video." 

"Oh she's hot all right, even better without her clothes." he turned to 
Laura "Strip." he ordered her. 

Laura colored, looking around at all the people. "Now!" he snapped, giving 
her the look he used that meant she'd be in real trouble if she delayed any 
longer. 

Her hands moved to the buttons down the front of her shirt and slowly undid 
them. When she reached the waistband of her skirt, Mike impatiently jerked 
the shirt wide and pulled it off. Then he unbuttoned her skirt and shoved it 
down till it dropped to pool around her ankles. She wore no underwear of 
course and Dougie could see every inch of her hot blushing skin. 

"Very nice. The camera'll love her." He grinned. He pulled a cheap flowered 
robe from a table next to him and handed it to her. "Here. You can wear this 
between takes." he said. Then he walked over to a group of men and women 
standing by a big double bed. 

"What's going on?" she appealed to Mike. 

"You're gonna be in a movie babe. Just do whatever he tells you to and I'll 
be happy." 

"But I don't want to be in a movie again I was already in a movie." she 
whined. 

"This is a real movie you stupid slut!" he growled. "It's called Sex Fiends 
and it's gonna be in theatres coast to coast, and in all the video stores. 
Maybe we can rent one so your Mom and Dad can see it." he grinned. 

"Okay come on over here honey." Doug called to her. She looked appealingly 
at Mike but he glared at her and she slowly shuffled over to the bed. 

"Put this on." Doug told her. He held out an armful of clothes, including a 
knee length skirt, matching jacket, white shirt, socks and underwear. She 
shyly pulled the skirt up under her robe, then turned to don the bra and 
shirt. 

"You'll play a school girl visiting the principal." Doug told her. "Just 
walk toward that desk there." he pointed. "And say You wanted to see me 
Sir?' You got that?" 

She looked at the desk, where a big middle aged man wearing a suit was 
sitting. 

"That's Jack. Say hello Jack." Doug called. The man raised his hand. 
"Hello." he said. 

"He's gonna be the principal. Just go along with whatever he does. He knows 
the script." 

"Okay everyone this is a take." he called to the group. Most of them moved 
away from where the camera could see them, leaving Jack alone behind the 
desk, pretending to work on papers. 

"Action!" Doug called. The cameras started whirring, pointing at Jack, and 
then Doug nodded and pointed to Laura. She walked forward slowly, 
embarrassed to be the center of attention, and anxious about what was going 
to happen. 

She started to speak then cleared her throat nervously. "Uhhh ... You wanted 
to see me Sir?" she squeaked. Her face colored and she expected to have Doug 
and Mike yell at her but they didn't stop the cameras. 

Jack looked up from his desk and frowned. "Yes Cynthia. Sit down there 
please." he pointed at a chair in front of his desk. She sat down facing 
him, trying not to look around at the cameras and bright lights. 

Jack drummed his fingers on the desk for a few seconds, then stood up and 
came around the front. He stood behind her chair and his hands stroked her 
hair. "I've been hearing rumors about you Cynthia." he said. Since she 
didn't know what she was supposed to say, she said nothing. 

"The rumors say your a fucking virgin." he grinned. His hands slid around 
her neck, and then down under her jacket to cup her right breast. "I'm sure 
that isn't true, but I'd better check anyway." he said. Laura trembled, and 
then timidly reached a hand down to pull his away. 

His other hand grabbed her hair and jerked her head up and back, making her 
cry out in pain. Then he grabbed her shirt and tore it from throat to waist. 
"I didn't say you had a choice you little slut!" he sneered. 

He jerked her out of her chair, then threw her on her back across his desk. 
His hands seized her shirt and tore it apart, then ripped her bra open, 
revealing her white shining breasts. "I love little schoolgirl tits." he 
said. 

His mouth dropped onto her left tit and sucked on it as one of the cameras 
edged closer. His teeth closed around the nipple then pulled upward, jerking 
her nipple up with it so the camera could see. 

His hand slid up and down her leg, pushing her skirt up past her crotch. He 
squeezed her mound through the panties then his fingers grabbed hold of the 
thin material and tore it off. "I love bald pussy!" he groaned. "There's 
nothing like little virgin cunt meat for breakfast." 

"She's a natural." Doug whispered to Mike. "She'll do anything you tell her 
to. She's the hottest little slut I've ever met." 

"Are you sure we don't have to fake the S and M stuff?" Dough whispered. 

"Naaahh. She loves it." 

They watched as Jack dropped his pants, revealing a huge fat twelve inch 
cock. Jack slid his hand up and down the shaft several times as he grinned 
down at the astonished look on Laura's face. 

"Bet your little schoolboys don't have a cock like this huh Cynthia?" he 
gloated. 

He pushed the tip against her cunt and shoved forward, driving several 
inches into the hapless girl's crotch hole. His hands slid over her breasts, 
twisting and fondling the white meat as a camera moved to one side to catch 
his cock thrusts, and another camera moved to catch his hands moulding and 
tearing at her titties. 

He stuffed in ten inches and then hit bottom, so he pulled back and shoved 
forward again. Laura grunted and moaned with sudden pain as his cockmeat 
rammed the back wall of her cunt pit with tremendous force. 

Her eyes were half blinded by the lights aimed at them, but she could make 
out the people beyond the lights milling about, watching her and Jack. One 
of the cameramen came in close and knelt right in front of the desk as Jack 
pushed her legs high and apart, and pulled himself off to one side so the 
camera could get a good shot of his cock sliding in and out of her hairless 
cuntslit. 

Laura gasped in dismay, trying to wriggle away and cover herself, but she 
was afraid to anger Mike, and overwhelmed by the force of her situation. She 
didn't want everyone to get mad at her, and so wasn't sure what to do but 
lay there. 

Jack pushed her ankles up further, and fucked her with long smooth 
cockstrokes as the camera watched. Doug came in behind the cameraman, 
whispering something in the man's ear as they watched the long cock moving 
in and out of her pussy. 

The cameraman brought his camera in closer, and moved a little to one side 
to get a better angle. The other cameraman moved around to the other side of 
the desk, his camera just above Laura's head as he pointed it down at her 
crotch. Jack pushed her legs apart more to give him a better shot, and 
continued to fuck his dong into her with an almost nonchalant ease. 

Then Doug was in behind Jack whispering in his ear. The man nodded, and Doug 
scurried away. Jack glared fiercely down at her. "Like that you little 
teenage slut?" he sneered. He pulled his cock out of her, then turned her 
over, pulling her legs down off the desk so she was bent over it. 

The cameraman by her head, scuttled around to the other side, and the two of 
them knelt only a couple of feet on either side of her ass, their cameras 
pointed at her cunt as Jack positioned his prong at her slit and slowly 
pushed it forward until it was stuffed up into her once more, cramming 
against the sides and end of her fuck hole. 

Despite her embarrassment at the people watching Laura began to get aroused 
by the strong fucking her pussy was undergoing. She glanced behind her and a 
shiver went through her body at the sight of the two cameramen, intently 
filming her ass and cunt as the long fat fuck stick moved in and out of her. 

Movie or not, her cunt was getting tremendously excited, and she began 
almost unconsciously to grind her ass back against Jacks hard thrusts. She 
began to await the sharp pain inside her belly when Jack's cock would smash 
into End of her cunt and crush forward, trying to break through to her womb. 

She pushed her ass back, humping back to meet his rutting fucks, jamming her 
cunt on his pistoning tool. 

"That's it slut!" Jack snarled. "Jam that pussy back against my cock! You 
need it don't you? Dirty little girl!" 

He jerked her skirt up higher, then brought his hand slapping down against 
her soft round behind. It hit with a loud CRACK! that seemed to echo around 
the room. 

"Bad girl!" he hissed. His hand smacked her buttock again, then hit the 
other. He fucked into her furiously while his hands slapped repeatedly down 
against her ass cheeks, turning them a fiery red, even as his cock burned up 
her insides. 

He pulled out then and moved to one side of her. Then he started spanking 
her in earnest, his arm going high in the air to bring his hand whipping 
down against her tender ass. "I'll teach you to be such a slut!" he snapped. 

His hand left white handprints on her ass each time it hit the reddened 
skin. Laura sobbed and ground her pussy against the edge of the desk, each 
slap sending her thighs mashing into the hard wood, sending her pulsing 
pussy into a higher shuddering heat. 

Then he stopped and stepped behind her once more. His cock slammed into her 
pussy again, whipping in and out furiously. Laura's hands grabbed the sides 
of the desk as she raised her chest up off the surface. She felt Jack grab 
her hair, jerk her head back against his chest. She turned her head as far 
to the side as she could and their lips met, crushed together, their tongues 
intertwined. 

"Cut!" Doug yelled. "Don't waste your cum inside her Jack. We've got other 
scenes to film. Jack pulled his still hot hard erection from the tight 
confines of her cuntpit and moved back away from her. 

She felt another slap on her ass and jerked slightly. "Come on babe, get 
those clothes off so we can do the next scene." Doug ordered. 

A woman moved forward and unhooked her skirt, pulling it off. Laura shakily 
stood up, blinking against the lights. Her pussy was moaning in anguish at 
having been deprived of it's plunging tenant. 

The woman pulled Laura's open shirt and jacket off in one smooth motion, 
indicating long experience with befuddled fuck happy actresses. Her hands 
slid around Laura and pulled off her dress. She turned Laura impatiently 
around and then grabbed her hands, pulling them behind her. 

"This is the bondage scene everyone okay?" Doug called. He came over and 
inspected Laura as the woman fastened handcuffs around her wrists. 

"Okay all you need to do here is groan and moan a lot. Got that Laura?" he 
enquired. 

She nodded, staring down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes. 

Jack was now completely naked as well, his erection just starting to soften. 
Doug was standing next to him whispering into his ear and gesturing at 
Laura. Jack grinned tightly and nodded. 

A girl came up behind her and played with her hair, fastening it into a pair 
of pony tails on either side of her head. Then she pushed Laura into the 
center of the set. "Get down on your knees." she said blandly. Laura knelt, 
her hands testing the cuffs. They were real enough, at least they wouldn't 
let her hands go. 

"Action!" Doug called. 

Jack stomped over to her as Laura looked up anxiously. He grinned nastily, 
then his hand came down and slapped her face hard, making her cry out, and 
knocking her to the floor. "I won't have disobedience you slutty little 
twat!" he cursed. 

He grabbed a chunk of her hair and jerked her back to her knees, then 
dragged her forward across the floor until he was sitting in a chair. 
"You've got such a big mouth lets see how you like having something besides 
your tongue in there." he snarled. 

He pulled her face into his crotch and his huge cock pushed against her 
lips. His hand went around her throat and before she could open her lips he 
squeezed tightly and hissed at her. "Suck my cock you round heeled whore!" 

She opened her mouth and his cock slammed into it. Six inches moved past her 
lips and his cockhead pushed insistently at the entrance to her throat. She 
began bobbing her head up and down on the huge thing, hoping she could bring 
him off before he tried to push the entire length into her. 

But then Jack stood up and moved around behind her. His hands grabbed her 
hair again, dragging her head way back so she was looking up the length of 
his body behind her. His cockhead pushed past her lips and then he jerked on 
her head at the same time as he mashed and twisted and jerked his long cock 
inside her mouth. 

She felt the head slip into her gullet, and then he shoved his hips forward 
and down hard. His cockhead and shaft were forced into her throat, going way 
down the narrow length. She could feel the progress of his rounded cock-knob 
as it moved through her throat and could tell that the head was moving right 
past her throat, could tell that the cockhead was actually inside her chest. 

Jacks sweaty balls were pressed against her face, on either side of her nose 
as he pushed every inch of fuck meat into her mouth. Laura's throat ached 
from the pressure of the cock inside it and her tongue was able to do little 
more than flutter about helplessly as the huge shaft went right through her 
mouth and down into her body. 

"Get a real good close shot of that!" she heard Doug whisper to one of the 
cameramen. "Suck, little girl, suck!" Jack groaned. His prick started to 
move within her throat, cockhead sliding out of her chest and up into her 
neck again. 

He pumped his cock in her throat for almost two full minutes, then pulled it 
free of her mouth entirely. He shoved her forward, her head mashing into the 
rug as he spread her legs out to either side and knelt behind her. 

"I'll show you how good little girls learn to obey the principal!" he 
grunted. He pushed his cock, drooling with spit and pre-cum against her 
tightly closed cunt slit. Laura felt her pussy lips parted, shoved aside by 
his enormous rounded helmet. 

One of the cameramen hurried over to kneel right beside Jack, his camera 
aimed at Laura's crotch and the long fat cock just barely inside. Then Laura 
gasped and cried out in pain as Jack lunged forward, jamming his huge meat 
stick deep into her belly in a single brutal stroke. 

Laura felt like she'd been stabbed, impaled on a bloody instrument of 
torture. Jack wanted to push every single inch of cock inside her for the 
camera. He kept pushing, and jerking, lunging forward against her crotch, 
determined to make his cock disappear inside her. 

Laura felt enormous pain inside her belly, like a terrible cramp. Then it 
was like something inside her moved or was shoved aside. She felt Jack's 
monster cock surge forward inside her, and his belly slapped against her 
buttocks as he buried himself fully in her hot center. 

Laura gritted her teeth, her breath coming out of her in deep heaving gasps 
as the pain tore through her system. She closed her eyes, only slightly 
aware that the other cameraman was poised only feet in front of her, 
capturing the look of agony on her face. 

Jack's mammoth prick started to move up and down her slender cunt tube, 
pushing and shoving aside the silky pussy walls as it pumped. Faster and 
faster it went, churning up her insides, pounding her guts with relentless 
brutal force. 

The camera behind her moved back so it could capture both of them, could see 
Jack's muscular body slamming forward and back, could see Laura's buttocks 
being crushed and mashed by the impact of Jack's groin, could see her entire 
body jerked and buffeted by his powerful driving thrusts. 

Laura's eyes watered, then misted over. Her guts were spinning and heaving 
with the tremendous pain of her impalement. The long fuck pole was like a 
huge spike driven into her body, a spike that brought pain and heat, and 
something else ... 

It brought an undeniable arousal to her body. She couldn't help it. Her clit 
was being all but squashed by the enormous intruding meat slab that was 
ripping in and out of her hairless twat. His prick rasped against the 
sensitive little bug like sandpaper. 

Her breasts were mashed against the carpet, and being rubbed furiously back 
and forth against the floor as Laura's body was buffeted by Jack's terrible 
pounding cock. 

Her insides quaked and roiled, she grunted in time to the powerful rutting 
thrusts. Her mind turned to jelly at the continuous pounding of the giant 
prong up her cunt. 

Her mouth opened in a soundless cry of agonized pleasure, her body shook and 
trembled, and her abdomen seemed to bulge outward as her guts erupted in a 
torrent of sexual cramps. Her entire body was electrified, her hair stood on 
end, and her mind reeled under the attack of searing wildfire orgasms. 

"She's a fucking natural!" Doug exulted. 

"More like a natural fuck." Mike whispered back. 

"I can use her in a couple of other pictures I'm doing after this one." 

"We'll talk price later." Mike said smugly. 

They turned back to watch as Jack tore his giant fuck pole out of Laura's 
cunt and rammed it into her ass-hole. Laura squealed with pain and 
excitement and rammed her ass back against it. 

***** 

Over the next three hours Laura was fucked by four, different men, and 
sucked off a gorgeous redheaded woman. She was bent over the desk and 
spanked, strung up from the wrists and whipped, kicked, spat on, and abused 
... and came more times than she could count. 

She no longer cared about who saw her, or what happened. So long as the 
cocks kept ramming into her mouth and cunt and ass-hole, she would be happy 
and content. 

They dressed her up and guided her into scenes, like an automaton. Her eyes 
were glazed over and her body trembled and twitched every few seconds, even 
between takes. When the final scene arrived, and she was gang banged by 
fifteen men, she collapsed into mindless ecstasy. Her brain evaporated, or 
was dissolved in a constant stream of sperm. 

Never again would she return to work. She'd found her calling. Money didn't 
matter, all that mattered was getting fucked and used, as roughly as 
possible, by as many men as possible. 

She groaned as two cocks were stuffed into her mouth at once. Her body 
trembled and shook as another orgasm washed over her. She was in heaven, 
nirvana, and she would never leave. 


THE END
