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	Warning!  This is a sexual story that contains themes, acts and words that 
may be offensive to some people.  This story is copyrighted by me, Arthur 
Thomas.  Do not repost, steal or put on your website without my permission.  
Contact me at ArthurGThomas@hotmail.com

	Although I write for my enjoyment, it is always a joy to receive fanmail.  
I certainly don't get paid for my work and the only compensation I do get is 
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enjoy this series.  In return, I now vow to clear my busy schedule and answer 
all my fanmail since they took the time to write to me.   

	Yes, it's been a while since I posted last.  

My stories can be found at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/ArthurThomas/www/

"The Gangbang Scholarship"
By Arthur G Thomas


	I looked at the two applicants as they walked in.  Both of them were a bit 
intimidated by the wealth used to furnish a simple office.  The floor was a lush 
red carpet and the furnishings were Old English.  My chair had a high back that 
looked vaguely like a throne.  The desk in front of me was solid oak and every 
piece of equipment on top of the desk was gold plated.  This office was designed 
to intimidate the fuck out of the poor teenage girls who came here for their 
final interview.

	My assistant April showed them in, and I could see the girls' mothers 
behind her.  They obviously wanted to come in and safeguard their young women, 
but it was not meant to be.  Today was the most important day in these under 
privileged girls' lives, and I wasn't going to allow parental prudishness to get 
in the way of the girls' futures.  Or my own hedonism for that matter.

	"Greetings, ladies.  I'm Mr. Thomas, and I'll be deciding if you are 
worthy of our scholarship today."

	"My name is Yvonne," the black girl said nervously.  She was a delightful 
looking young woman.  She was a solid six feet tall but thin.  She was graceful 
for her height, not possessing the awkwardness I expect from a woman 18 years of 
age. Her skin was a flawless coffee color and her hair was cut short in a bell 
style that framed her face.  Tonya was dressed conservatively, but her white 
shirt couldn't hide her lovely 34C breasts.  

	"And you must be Corina," I said to the voluptuous Hispanic girl.  Only 18 
and possessing lovely 38C breasts, she had matured early and lovely.  Long black 
hair fell around her heart shaped face and long bangs highlighted her beautiful 
doe like eyes.  She was wearing a brown dress that came down to her ankles but 
it couldn't hide the very womanly hips she possessed.  I'm sure the dress was 
the most formal her family could afford but it didn't suit her dusky complexion 
very well.  Corina would look much better without it.

	Sigh, thoughts like that would have to wait.

	"Please sit down, and let me tell you about the Arthur Thomas Society 
Scholarship," I said, motioning them to the two chairs in front of my desk.  I 
sat down and smiled as warmly as I could.  I wasn't used to doing warm.

	"The Scholarship will provide one of you girls with a four year, all 
expense paid tuition to any school of your choice," I began.  "In addition to 
paying for your tuition and books, we also we provide thirty thousand dollars a 
year for living expenses, so you don't have to live in a stuffy dorm.  You could 
get a decent car, and furnish your new residence.  If nothing else, you can bank 
the money in case you flunk out."

	"Wow," Yvonne said.  English wasn't one of her best subjects.

	"Wow, indeed," I said.  "Now, can either of you two tell me why you were 
selected to this very generous program?"

	Corina raised her hand.  I loved the discipline on girls fresh out of High 
School.  I motioned for her to speak.

	"Because of our grades?" the Hispanic beauty shyly offered.

	I laughed.  "No, not for your grades.  Yvonne has a miserable C+ average 
while you barely broke a B average.  Care to take another guess?"

	Yvonne raised her hand.  "Was it our after school activities?"

	"Close," I said.  "Both of you were cheerleaders, and you were part of the 
volleyball team.  Both require fitness and a certain friendly quality."

	I let them digest that before continuing.  "You see ladies, my associates 
are all wealthy, successful men who are too busy to socialize.  We are willing 
to spend an extraordinary amount of money on a lovely, healthy young lady so 
that she can get a wonderful start in life.  Can you imagine what may be 
expected of you?"

	They thought about it and Corina raised her hand.  "You want us to go out 
with you guys?"

	I laughed simply because it was so na ve.  "Go out?  My associates and I 
do not go out.  Dating is a complex social game that we have no interest in.  
Want to guess, Yvonne?"

	"Hmm," she stalled.  "If you don't want to date us, then maybe you want us 
to hang out with you?"

	What do they teach women these days in school? "Oh yes," I answered 
sarcastically.  "We are willing to sink a ton of money just so pretty girls like 
you can talk to ugly men like us."

	"But you're not ugly!" Corina interjected.  Yvonne shot her a dirty look.  
Oh I love catfights.  

	"True," I admitted.  "But my associates are much older than me.  They're 
also out of shape.  Quite frankly, if it wasn't for their wealth, they wouldn't 
get laid at all."

	Corina and Yvonne giggled like girls briefly but then they realized what I 
was saying.

	"Are we expected to sleep with them?" Corina asked, her dusky skin paling.

	"No," I said.  "Only one of you is.  The scholarship goes to one special 
girl who doesn't mind fucking two dozen men."

	"What?" Yvonne asked.  Her eyes were wide and startled.  "Two dozen guys?  
My mom would kill me!"

	"Oh?  Is your mom paying for your education?" I asked.  "It says here on 
your application that your mom works as a waitress.  It's been my experience 
that young girls often take the same job as their mother.  Do you want an 
education or do you want to bus tables?"

	She didn't answer.  "What about you, Corina?  Does the idea of two dozen 
guys freak you out too?"

	Corina squirmed in her seat.  "I've only been with one guy, and my father 
nearly killed him.  If they found out about this, they would disown me!"

	I smiled.  "Then lie.  We are not interested in your private lives.  We 
only require you once a month.  We will fly you on a weekend from where you are 
attending college and have you back in time for school."

	"Once a month?" Yvonne asked.  Both girls were shaking a little.

	"Oh yes," I said.  "Once a month, you will be our plaything for a single 
evening.  It'll be a nice, nasty orgy.  We'll most likely keep you all day long 
and fuck you silly."

	Corina's eyes were like gimlets and Yvonne's coffee skin was just turning 
paler.  Yvonne was also clutching the arms of her chair tightly while Corina 
seemed to be in a trance.  I became a bit concerned that neither of them were up 
for it.  Oh well.  I had a stack of applications to go through if that was the 
case.

	"Ladies, you know the arrangement and you know the awards available," I 
said.  "The question is, which of you wants a better future bad enough?  Which 
of you is willing to use the gorgeous body you were born with for something 
better than fucking your teenage boyfriends with?  Which one of you is going to 
escape the uneducated future ahead of you?"

	They were silent.  It was time to weed one out.

	"Since it is my duty in my group to pick our candidate for this program, I 
must see which of you we want," I said.  "Both of you please take off your 
shirt.  It's never good to buy a pig in a blanket."

	They looked at me, and then they looked at each other.  Corina looked 
frozen but Yvonne began.  She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off 
to reveal a lovely pair of dark tits held in by a simple white bra.   The young 
black woman impressed me.  She knew she wanted to win.

	Corina had a dress, but she improvised.  She reached behind herself and 
unzipped the back of her dress.  The front of her dress fell forward, and a nice 
pink bra contained her sensual breasts.  When the Hispanic youth crossed her 
arms over her chest in modesty, I was sure she would quit first.

	"Very nice ladies," I said.  "Now please take off your bras and let's see 
what you have to offer."

	Again, Yvonne complied first, taking off her bra with efficiency.  She 
stared straight ahead and placed her hands in her lap.  I tried to catch her 
eye, but the red blush to her face told me she was at her limit.  Shame is 
something she'll get over.  Her breasts were perfect.  Nice, round and so young 
that they were almost as perky as implants.  I loved the dark richness of her 
coffee colored skin and the way her nipples were as black as dark chocolate.  
Yes, I could fuck those tits gladly once a month.

	Corina was still hesitating.  She looked at Yvonne's tits with a look of 
disbelief.  I patiently waited for her to comply.  I had Yvonne's wonderful 
chest to look at in the meantime.  Finally, Corina slowly reached behind her and 
took off her bra.  The slow motion only heightened the experience, as she 
slowly, carefully, revealed her unbelievable breasts.  Gods, I had forgotten how 
full and erect a young woman's tits could be.  Time hadn't begun to pull down 
those huge brown globes, and her nipples were only slightly darker than the rest 
of her breasts.  Corina went to cross her arms over her breasts but I shook my 
head no in response.  She unhappily placed her hands on the armrests and frowned 
at me.  Reluctant teens can be so sexy.

	Yvonne was the picture of coolness, well, detached coolness and denial.  
Corina was actually sweating.  Her eyes were moving in frenzy and I knew the 
Hispanic teen was about to run for it.  

	I stood up and both girls jumped in their seats.  As I walked around, 
Corina's head swiveled to follow me while Yvonne just stared straight ahead.  I 
walked to between both girls and placed my hands on each of their shoulders.  It 
is amazing how warm skin can feel when the woman is nervous.

	With my hands still on their shoulders, I bent down quickly took Corina's 
left nipple in my mouth.  She squealed as my mouth sucked in her soft tit but 
she put up no resistance.  I sucked, I licked and I bit at her plump breast, but 
Corina simply sat there.  Her nipple got hard under my tongue and I kissed her 
tit goodbye.

	I turned around, and Yvonne was still staring straight ahead as I 
approached her right nipple.  Her nipple was already hard as it anticipated my 
mouth.  I bit down on the dark target and moaned as my teeth sank into her young 
tender breast.  Her skin was so soft, and their was a clean scent of youth that 
filled me nose.  I sucked at her tit with a passion.

	"I can't do it!" I heard and to my surprise, it was Yvonne who was 
screaming.  The black lady jumped to her feet and quickly put her bra back on.  
I simply watched her, my hand still on Corina's shoulder.  I was sad to see 
Yvonne put her shirt back on, but on the plus side, I'll always have the video 
my hidden camera was recording from behind my desk.  

	Yvonne ran out of the office and the door slammed behind her.  That's one 
down.  I looked down at Corina, who was just as surprised as I was to be the 
only girl here.

	"Your audition isn't over yet," I told her.  "Remove the rest of your 
clothing and I'll have my secretary cut you a check today."

	Corina looked at me and I saw a brief flash of greed cross her eyes.  For 
the first time she saw just how possible sudden wealth was.  She stood up, and 
slid out of her dress, letting it drop around her ankles.  Even her cotton 
panties were no longer a concern for she discarded them quickly as well.  Her 
pussy had a light covering of black pubic hair, just enough to show she was a 
woman.

	"Very good," I said, and meaning it as I saw how smooth and lithe her legs 
was.  I moved to the side door and motioned for her.  "Now follow me," I said as 
I stepped out into the hall.

	Corina's eyes widened and she covered her sex with both hands.  "Out 
there?" she asked meekly.

	"Really, Corina, how can we expect you to participate in our orgy if you 
are too shy to walk into a deserted hallway?" I chided.  "Don't you have plans 
for that thirty thousand dollars?"

	That did it.  She nodded once and stepped out into the hall.  I took her 
hand and began walking down the hall.  I walked slowly, which only caused the 
pulse in her hand to speed to rapid levels.  She shrieked once when we passed 
two businessmen and she couldn't decide if she should cover her pussy with her 
free hand or try to cover her massive breasts.  The two men leered openly at her 
but they kept their hands to themselves.  To Corina, their leers were an 
invasion of privacy she could have never imagined.

	Finally, we reached our destination and I opened the door to the 
conference room we had set aside.  Corina's dusky skin paled as she saw the 
assembly of well-dressed older men sitting around a long table.   She was 
mumbling something, must likely a denial of reality.  Still holding onto her 
hand, I pulled her into the room and closed the door behind me.

	"Gentlemen, let me introduce you to the winner of our scholarship 
program," I announced.  "Her name is Corina, and as you can see, she is exactly 
the kind of young nubile beauty we need.  Spin around Corina and let your 
sponsers see you."

	Corina clenched her eyes and spun around.  The sight of her heavy breasts, 
long black hair that fell halfway down her back and her sweet, innocent 
movements enflamed the men around the table.  They all leaned forward in their 
chairs and openly lusted for the eighteen year old.  Young and old alike, they 
were pleased with their new acquisition.

	"Very good, Arthur," Mr. Merrick said.  "As the handler of the selection 
process, would you like first taste of our new prize?"  

	Corina gasped, just now realizing how soon she was going to be earning her 
prize.

	"No, I claim last use," I said releasing Corina's hand.  "Go ahead, 
Corina.  You may begin."

	"Right now?" she said, looking at me in shock.  The men were already 
rising and unzipping their pants.  I saw her eyes flash to the door and I 
reached out and grabbed her chin.  Bringing her eyes back to me, I spoke very 
carefully.

	"Four years at any college you desire is the prize," I reminded her.  "You 
could go out of the country, you could go to Hawaii for all we care.  The thirty 
thousand dollars living expense is yours to do with as you please.  If you want, 
you could stay at a dorm and send the money back to your family.  We don't care.  
All we care about is that you earn your money and to do that, you begin right 
now.  After all you have endured, are you going to quit now?"

	Corina thought about it while I admired her wide eyes.  "No," she said 
softly.

	"Then begin," I laughed and released her chin.  

	Mr. Merrick took her by the arm and pulled her towards the rapidly 
undressing men.  His cock was already half erect, an impressive sight for a 
sixty year old man.  He sat her down in the chair he had occupied and took a 
handful of her rich black hair.  Corina stared at the cock that was head level 
with her and when he pulled her head to him, she knew what to do.  Corina closed 
her eyes and opened her mouth.

	"Ahhhh," Mr. Merrick sighed as Corina took his cock into her mouth.  The 
other men applauded.  Mr. Merrick moved her head up and down his cock.  Corina 
kept her eyes shut as he fucked her mouth.  He buried himself in her mouth, his 
gray pubic hairs crushing against her lips.   

	Behind her, Mr. Nanders stood behind her chair and leaned down to grasp a 
ripe breast.  Corina's eyes opened in shock as Mr. Nander's hand roughly 
squeezed and fondled her tit.  Her eyes flickered to the cock in her mouth, as 
if she was seeing it for the first time.  Mr. Merrick was moaning louder, and in 
less than two minutes, he was already climaxing.  His iron grip on her hair 
denied any escape and we all watched as Corina's throat swallowed her first 
offering. 

	"Let's get her on the table," Mr. Bowenstein suggested.  The group agreed, 
and Corina barely had time to swallow before she was guided up onto the table.  
The young Hispanic woman climbed on her hands and knees on the hard table 
surface and the group of sophisticated wealthy executives cheered like frat 
boys.  The blush of shame on Corina's face was starting to cover her entire 
body.  

	Mr. Nanders grabbed her ankles and turned her on her back.  Corina lay 
down and moaned in worry as hands grabbed each of her ankles and pulled her legs 
apart.  Mr. Nanders aimed his cock for her sex and he was the first to enter 
that young pussy.  It was a tight fit, and the rest of us laughed as Mr. Nanders 
struggled to get his cock inside her.  Corina squealed and twisted, but the 
hands on her ankles kept her open while Nanders penetrated her.

	"Let's not let that mouth go to waste," my friend Brian leered.  Brian was 
one of the few here who was my age, which just meant he was going to last much 
longer than these old men.  He climbed up on top of the table and moved to 
beside Corina's mouth.  Squatting down beside her, he lifted her by the hair 
towards his cock.  Corina twisted her head and took Brian's large cock into her 
lips.  It was an awkward angle, but Corina began to suck Brian who moaned his 
approval.

	Meanwhile, several men took turns groping her massive tits.  Each of the 
men was hungry to pull at her nipples and to sink their fingers into soft 
plaints breasts.  Pulled, squeezed, clutched and slapped, her breasts were the 
main attraction.  Her olive breasts was turning red from all the attention, and 
when Mr. Vickers was the first to actually suck on her nipples, Corina moaned 
with something that could have been lust.  This only encouraged the other men to 
give her nipples a try and before long, her breasts were slick from the tongues 
of two dozen men.

	"Yes!" Mr. Nanders growled, and he deposited his cum into our new toy's 
pussy.  When he was done, Mr. Carson pulled him away, and took his place inside 
Corina's pussy.  

	Meanwhile, Brian was moaning himself as he exploded his seed in Corina's 
mouth.  The young teen shook as she tried to pull away but Brian held onto her 
hair as his seed erupted down her throat.  I knew Brian, he wouldn't leave her 
mouth until her wet mouth had sucked every last drop of his cum.

	The men were getting impatient.  Both of Corina's hands were pulled 
towards waiting cocks.  Her hands gripped their cocks with uncertainty, but the 
older men didn't care.  Just the feel of her soft hands holding their firm cocks 
was enough to cause both men to shiver.  She wasn't even masturbating them.  
They held her hands around their cocks, and moved her wrist for them.  

	"Dios!" Corina cried out as the first bit of cum landed on her face.  Mr. 
Xavier had knelt just above her head and had been jerking himself off since this 
began.  The fat man looked comical as he knelt on the table, jerking his half 
soft cock in a few inches away from our Corina.  He just wanted to look at her 
naked body as he ejaculated long streams of white fluid onto her face.  Poor 
Corina could only shake her head since her ankles and hands were still being 
held.  I can only imagine how difficult it was going to be to wash the cum out 
of her silky black hair later.

	Brian sat down beside me, exhausted but flushed with excitement.  "This is 
amazing!" he declared.

	I nodded, watching Mr. Carson bend over double as his frail body 
ejaculated inside Corina's wet pussy.  Mr. Zimmerman took his place, ramming his 
hard cock inside Corina's pussy with a vigor I wouldn't expect from his skinny 
body.

	"I don't understand it," Brian continued.  "When you first suggested this, 
I wasn't sure it would be worthwhile.  My slave Alexis gives me all the pleasure 
I could imagine, but there was something so hot about Corina, I don't understand 
it."

	I rolled my eyes at the mention of his slave, Alexis.  The bastard was so 
besotted with her.  He acted like she was made of gold or something.  I didn't 
understand his obsession with Alexis, but I could explain Corina.

	"Corina's appeal is simple," I explained.  "These men all own women.  Most 
of them have small harems of women.  What they don't have is something they have 
to share.  That's why this experience is so novel to them.  For the first time 
in their lives, they are taking pleasure from something they have to give to the 
next man over.  Look at Mr. Askew there."

	Mr. Askew was a short bald man who was straddling Corina's chest.   His 
hands were squeezing Corina's tits around his cock and he was fucking the 
Hispanic's breasts with passion.  Corina was looking down at the white cock 
emerging from her dusky tits with horror, knowing it would soon explode more cum 
at her.

	"Mr. Askew is fucking her tits because no one else has," I explained.  
"And after he is done, someone else will get jealous and take his place.  Wait 
till someone fucks her ass.  After that, everyone will want to try it.  These 
men are so competitive, so greedy and so used to being in control, they are 
getting turned on by just by keeping up with their fellow orgy members."

	It didn't take long for Mr. Askew at all.  Corina cried out in shock as 
the cock between her breasts released their load.  It was quite impressive; his 
cock fired like a cannon between her tits, splashing on her pretty face.  
Coincidently, the cocks in her hands erupted as well, and Corina's hands were 
now just as covered in cum as her scowling face.

	After Zimmerman released himself as well, Mr. Stewart paused before 
entering Corina's now very messy pussy.  

	"Flip her over," Mr. Stewart suggested.  "I think I want to see how tight 
her ass is."

	The men laughed but Corina was livid.  "No! No!  That's wrong!  You can't 
go there!"

	The men stopped laughing and looked at her.  Old fools.  I stood up and 
approached Corina's body.  She flinched when she saw the anger on my face.

	"What nonsense is this?" I growled.  "You'll let men cum between your 
tits, you'll jerk off men and suck their cocks, but now you want to quit?  Fine, 
let her go gentlemen.  She is not what we are look for.  She can explain to her 
mother how she wanted to be our slut and got cum in her hair."

	Corina's panic was evident.  Somehow, the idea of telling her mother 
seemed worse than an anal invasion.  I think she also realized how total her 
purchase was.  She wasn't going to bargain with us.  Either she was our slut, 
with all the money that came with it, or she wasn't.

	"But I don't know how," Corina offered weakly.  

	I laughed.  "Good, it'll be better that way.  Now turn over."

	Corina obeyed, moving stiffly as she rolled onto her stomach.  She cried 
out as her legs were pulled back so that she was hanging off the table.  I 
opened a bottle of lube that I had brought for the occasion, and squirted a 
healthy dose onto her nice, round ass.  Damn, she had a great ass.  I was 
jealous of Mr. Stewart for trying her ass first.  Her buttocks were smooth and 
full of promise.  The wiggling was nice too.

	Mr. Stewart placed his cock at Corina's tiny anus and we all watched with 
interest.  Slowly, he pushed the tip of his cock into her.  Corina moaned and 
started to struggle, but two dozen pairs of hands were quick to hold her still.  
In fact, Mr. Daniels gave her something else to worry about by placing his cock 
in her mouth.  I just hope she didn't use it as a bit.

	Corina's anus expanded as Mr. Stewart slowly forced his way in.  His cock 
sank inch by inch and we watched as Corina's ass clenched down hard.  Mr. 
Stewart moaned and he was sweating as hard as Corina was.  Finally, he was 
completely inside her and the rapture on his face was clear.

	With everyone encouraging him, Stewart fucked Corina's tight ass.  Corina 
moaned with each thrust, something that delighted Mr. Daniels as he received his 
blowjob.  Corina's ass was clenching tight, giving Mr. Stewart the fuck of his 
life.  He was beaming with a smile as he slid in and out of her young ass.  
Corina never ceased moaning as the virginity of her ass was given up.

	Stewart groaned and his body shook.  The rest of the crowd applauded as he 
achieved his climax.  Mr. Stewart simply smiled as he pulled his cock out of her 
ass, and pumped the remains of his cum onto her ass.  I am always fascinated by 
the desire for men to mark their territory.

	"I'm next," Mr. Fuller announced, and Corina's ass was filled again with 
another cock.

	It was an interesting assembly line of cocks.  One cock in Corina's mouth, 
one cock in her ass and one in each hand.  Some enterprising gentlemen took her 
long black hair and wrapped it around their cocks, masturbating with her hair as 
a sheath.  Others were content to jerk off, the sight of Corina's youthful body 
squirming enough to excite them.  These wealthy men were devoid of class and 
etiquette as they feasted on the eighteen year old before them.  

	 In time, all two dozen had their way with Corina.  Two dozens loads of 
cum had found their way to her, and two dozen orgasms brought smiles to the 
assembled executives.  When Mr. Gutherie was finished fucking her now well 
traveled pussy, there was just one last piece of business to do.  It was my 
turn.

	"Corina, come here," I commanded.  I was sitting in a chair, my cock erect 
and ready for her.  She looked at me with a dazed look on her young face and I 
could see excitement spring to her eyes.  This was the final humiliating act and 
her duty would be over.  Well, it would be over for today.

	She slid off the table, and walked to me.  Her beautiful black hair was 
streaked with so much cum, it almost looked fashionable.  The skin of her large 
breasts glowed with the raw attentions of so much touching.  I laughed as she 
stumbled, her legs unsure of themselves after being fucked so many times in the 
ass and pussy.  I patted the top of my thighs, and her shoulders slumped.

	"Sit on my cock, and as soon as you can cause me to cum in you, I'll write 
you your check.  After that, you can clean up and leave," I told her.   "The 
sooner I cum, the quicker you may go."

	Corina was breathing hard, exhausted by all that had occurred.  She 
stradlled my lap and I held my stiff cock up for her.  Corina slid down and my 
cock, her pussy easily accepting one more cock.  She groaned as my cock filled 
her, a cock full of youth and vigor, fully erect unlike the other cocks she 
fucked.  I could feel the seed of the other men inside her, and yet somehow I 
wasn't jealous in the least.  I knew my cock would far overshadow theirs.

	Her young tired body settled down onto my cock and I felt the warm globes 
of her ass on my thighs.  Corina's breasts hung in front of my face, covered in 
so much cream.  She was breathing hard, exhausted and worn out.  Corina looked 
at me from beneath half closed eyes and my cock throbbed in response.

	"I'm not doing the work here," I told her.  "Earn your pay and fuck me.  
I'm too wealthy to do all the moving."

	Corina weakly moaned in frustration.  Her hands gripped the back of the 
chair and she slowly raised herself up.  Quickly her pussy slid back down on my 
cock as her thighs ached and relaxed.  Again she slowly pulled herself up my 
cock only to collapse once again, sinking down hard on me.  It was fucking born 
of exhaustion, and it turned me on to think of the absolute physical trial it 
was for her to fuck me.  No matter how hard it was, she was still humping my 
cock.

	The men were relaxing now.  Pants were zipped and drinks were poured.  It 
was a worse atmosphere for Corina.  She was still the star, but now the men were 
just watching.  She kept closing her eyes and I can tell she was starting to 
really understand her role as our slut.  Corina was here to be fucked, and she 
was no more indispensable to us than the chairs or the tables.

	"Faster, slut," I chided.  "Or slower, if you like fucking me." I laughed 
as her face scowled briefly before she resumed her whore face.  She learned 
quickly.  Her tits bounced as the pace increased.

	"Faster," I growled again.  Corina's ass slammed down on my legs.

	"Faster," I commanded.  The chair creaked as Corina fucked me harder.

	"Faster!" I snapped.  Her pussy made smacking noises as it impaled itself 
on my cock.

	"Faster!" I demanded.  Corina moaned as she fucked me with the last of her 
strength.

	"Yes!" I hissed.  Finally, my cock erupted.  Corina's pussy clenched as my 
cum invaded her, spraying the inside of her wet and messy sex.  The young woman 
looked at me expectantly as I had my orgasm.  I refused to answer her.  Grabbing 
her hips, I forced her down on my cock as I released my entire load into her.  
She wasn't leaving until she had drained every once.

	"Excellent," I said as I pushed her off.  "I'll finish the paperwork while 
Mr. Roberts here takes your final measurements."

	"What do you mean?" Corina asked weakly.  The tired teen had to lean on 
the table while Mr. Roberts did his expert measurements with a tape measure.

	"Well, now that you are ours, we need to insure you don't damage our 
property," I said.  "We'll be fitting you with a chastity belt.  Oh, don't look 
so upset.  I would imagine after today you would have your fill of sex."

	She didn't argue after that.

	As I zipped back up, I couldn't help but be amazed at how good that felt.  
Maybe sharing wasn't a bad thing after all.

The end. 
	  

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