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Hi, I will attach a new chapter for my series "Lori - A Neighbor's Delight"
and this will be chapter 6.  Thanks Kacey1999



  
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LORI - A NEIGHBOR'S DELIGHT - CHAPTER 6 By Kacey1999 Email
kcdouglas1999@yahoo.com Please send your comments and suggestions as the
feedback is always appreciated.  This story is written at the request of a
reader and I hope I do her fantasy justice.  This chapter begins with Ken's
Sunday Football party.  My story is written in a series of chapters and a
reader may want to read previous chapters for a better understanding of
what is really happening in Lori's life.

   Lori - A Neighbor's Delight - Chapter 6

   It was peaceful and quiet in the bedroom and Lori looked at the four
items Ken had given her.  A skirt, tank top, bra and pair of boots were the
extent of what she was ordered to wear.  Ken told her he wanted a Hotties'
waitress on Sunday and all his buddies would be served by a luscious piece
of ass.  Every time the vile man said evil and disgusting things, Lori
would always find a way to forgive him.  She chose to ignore the
insinuation of his demands and considered the waitress aspect of his
request.

   Ken contemplated leaving out the bra or the tank top but decided each
added to the sexy facade.  He loved the name 'Hotties' across the chest and
the pushup bra didn't leave much to the imagination.  'No matter,' he
thought, 'I'll have all her clothes off before too long, so what did it
matter how much she wore?' He was determined once and for all to show his
beer-drinking buddies that his boasting and bragging was not complete
bullshit.

   He got his vision from watching the vivacious waitresses at Hotties. 
The franchise was the local area's version of National bars like Hooters
and Coyotes.  They modified their waitresses' attire to reflect the owner's
preferences and the outfits expertly displayed a woman's attributes to
hungry men.  Ken and his buddies frequented the seedy place on a weekly
basis and it did not take Ken long to get to know one or two of the sexy
waitresses.  This made it quite easy for him to borrow one of the women's
uniforms that would fit Lori.

   A waitress outfit ensured there was lots of cleavage shown and also gave
the customers plenty of opportunities to see frilly, lacy panties.  The
Fredericks' catalog was the source of all the girl's undies and Hotties did
not skimp when purchasing outfits for their workers.  The owner realized
early on that men loved being served by sexy women who flashed lots of tits
and ass.

   Sadly, Lori would quickly find out that the omission by her hated
neighbor of the panties would severely hamper her movements.  She
remembered his words when he told her what to wear.  "I want your beautiful
ass and that gorgeous bald pussy on display to all my friends," he had
informed her.

   Lori held the short skirt up against her body and saw it was not going
to reach far below her crotch.  The outfit Ken had gotten was a seductive
black and most definitely would look attractive against her tanned-colored
complexion.  Having a slight Hispanic appearance, Lori's jet-black hair
looked great with black clothing.

   Standing naked in front of a full-length mirror, Lori saw her reflection
and a quick thought shot through her head.  'Would Ken like to see me now?'
she wondered and scolded herself for being so daring.  She noticed that the
hickies sucked onto her body by the Patterson's had faded and that made her
somewhat happy.

   Quickly, she donned the items of clothing supplied and again looked at
her image in the mirror.  Her mouth hung open and she stared at a picture
of a wanton whore.  She looked like an insidious hooker who was going out
on the street corner looking for a trick.  "You dirty bastard, you fucking
bastard, I hate you," Lori whispered to the one man in her life who could
make her do anything.

   The scanty, pushup bra was like a stiff platform on the lower half of
her breasts and pushed upward creating a spillover effect.  It was almost a
sinful display that would surely create wicked images in any man's head. 
The upper portion of the cups was made of sheer lace, which barely covered
her areoles and Lori was sure she could see through the revealing material.

   The tank top was cut so low that more cleavage was visible than she
would ever consider displaying.  She tried pulling up on the tank top's
swooping material but it did little good.  As soon as she let go of the
material, it fell below the lace of the bra cups exposing her immense,
eye-catching cleavage.  To her utter dismay, Lori's breasts were to be put
on exhibit.

   Glancing lower, Lori could see the flared skirt made her look like she
was 18 again.  Her flat, bare midriff was left exposed and looked seductive
to surely arise the desires of any man.  Luckily the bottom of the skirt
did seem to hide her private treasures but the high-top black, cowboy boots
did make her legs look a lot longer than they really were.  The details
made her feel good as she considered her shapely legs one of her defining
features.

   Lori innocently performed a little twirl as if she were moving around
with a tray of drinks and her heart almost stopped.  There would be no
mistaken impression that she was not dressed like all Hotties' waitresses,
she quickly realized.  'Gawd, how will I ever move around and not show
myself?' she wondered and looked again at the obvious sinful display when
she bent over.  A shiver of fear shot through her body knowing that Ken's
buddies would certainly be aware of her being naked underneath the skirt.

   With great uncertainty, Lori headed downstairs to the living room to say
goodbye to Andy.  It was time for the dreaded rendezvous and her tummy was
twisting and churning with great nervousness of what lay ahead.  She vowed
to stay optimistic and kept thinking of anything positive.  She dreamed the
men would merely be content with her serving drinks and doing typical maid
service during the party.  Maybe giving her a gentle pat on the behind
every so often, but nothing more, she hoped.  Lori wished for the best and
shoved the allusion to the back of her mind about being naīve and far too
optimistic.

   Ken loved the fact he controlled the couple.  Years of fantasizing about
Lori, watching her in the neighborhood built a determination in him to
possess the sexy woman.  In Ken's mind, it was like Lori flaunted herself
and appeared to think she was so much better than he was.  "Well," he
decided weeks ago, "I'll show the bitch who is superior!"

   His instructions for the Sunday gathering had been downright devious and
dirty but they made him chuckle.  Knowing the husband's penchant for
voyeurism, he wanted the husband to hear and know everything that went on
yet not actually join in.  Also, Ken didn't want his buddies to be
concerned over some distressed husband ruining their good time.  That was
the reason he instructed Andy to come over to his place once the party
started to watch everything from the quiet comfort of his living room.  He
explained that a camera would be set up that would show everything that
happened so Andy would not miss a thing.

   Andy expected his wife's appearance and his eyes opened wide in
amazement at the sight of how sexy she looked.  The large letters across
her chest were a bold advertisement for the drinking establishment that
made Lori look absolutely ravishing.  Andy admired his wife and suddenly
wondered is he was not sending her off to the wars.  He got a sudden urge
to show her love and affection and reached out to give his sexy wife a
comforting hug.

   His hand went to the small of Lori's back and he pulled her into his
body as the couple embraced for a few seconds.  Innocently and like he did
on so many occasions, his hand dipped down to swoop under the hem of her
skirt.  Andy loved feeling Lori's butt and for some strange reason, he had
visions of her sweet ass covered with frilly panties.

   He almost swallowed his tongue.  It took a few seconds to recover from
the shock of feeling his wife's bare ass.  "Darling.  Darling I know we
agreed with Ken but...  I guess I didn't realize what was actually
involved," he said implying he was dumbfounded.  He looked at the beautiful
woman of his life and saw she struggled for a response.

   The reality of what he'd known along suddenly came to fore.  Certainly
his wife would be gang fucked.  That thrilled him, yet...  the awful truth
was, she was now Ken's sex slave to do with as he wished.  Andy felt his
life going downhill in a hurry, but did not know how to combat the strong,
demanding man.  Everything seemed to be closing in on him.  He felt strong
desire and passion deep inside but wasn't sure if the price of sacrificing
his lovely wife wasn't too high.  True, it filled him with intense lust to
watch another man have sex with Lori, he thought.  But he did have
reservations with the thought Ken held control over their future.

   Finally, Lori was able to speak.  "Andy, you know I wouldn't do this if
he didn't make me do it.  He gave me the outfit to wear and demanded I wear
only the things he provided.  And...  oh, gawd Andy, I am sure he is going
to let his buddies have me," she blurted out before she even had a chance
to think about what she was saying to her husband.  Yes, she finally
realized that Ken was much stronger than she was and she was willingly
going to his place to do whatever he wished.  It suddenly hit her.  Once
she volunteered to obey his instructions, there would be no stopping the
man.  He would own her soul!

   Lori was severely upset that she told her husband what was on her mind
and she looked at his troubled face.  "I am so sorry, but you know he is
making me go over there," she said hoping he would forgive her.  "You
agreed with it when he told you," she added in self-defense.

   It was time for the action to begin and the blunt facts hit the couple.
Both took a few seconds to fully comprehend what was about to happen to the
woman of the relationship.  They hugged and with a departing kiss, Lori
left for the rendezvous.  Andy was reluctant to let her go alone but he
rationalized that he would be allowed over once the party got under way and
would see that she wasn't harmed.

   Grabbing her coat on the way out the door, Lori arrived at Ken's house
at precisely the prescribed time.  She tapped lightly on the front door not
wanting to ring the doorbell and make a loud announcement to the world that
she was there, available for the taking.  When the door opened, Lori's
heart beat much faster.  In a desperate bid to deny the reality, she hoped
that she was hallucinating and it was merely a bad dream.

   "Come in my dear.  I'm dying to see the look on the guys' faces when
they see how beautiful you are," Ken said with a pretentious smile that
feigned a pleasant smile.  The smile made her shudder.  Under ordinary
circumstances, compliments made Lori feel good and boosted her confidence
but not when they came from her controlling neighbor.

   Lori looked at Ken's rugged features and gave a tiny shiver realizing he
was kind of handsome in a manly sort of way.  He was dressed in a casual
manner with loose blue jeans and a short sleeve shirt, which was open
almost all down the front.  His arms were very muscular and the bulging
biceps caught her eye as he flexed them on purpose.  She caught the glimpse
of his powerfully built, hairy chest and again quivered realizing he was so
strong and dominant.  His skin sort of glistened almost like it had been
oiled for effect and Lori could see that even his chest hair shone.

   Suddenly Ken pushed her against the front door so her back was pressed
hard into the wood.  In a swift move, he kissed her hard on the lips as his
hand ripped open her coat below the waist.  Bold and brave from his hold
over Lori, his hand slipped into the opening of the coat and under Lori's
skirt.  First he had to ensure she followed his directions and second he
had the urge to feel her pussy.  He was forceful and rough as his hand
pressed between her thighs as Lori tried to prevent his invasion.  Ken's
big hand closed over her precious opening, pressing his middle finger along
the puffy slit in a most threatening manner.

   Ken broke the kiss and looked her directly in the eyes.  "I love how you
get wet whenever you are with me," he whispered in a taunting fashion. 
Full of confidence, he slowly pressed his finger into the wetness, watching
her reaction as he opened the delicate hood covering her clitoris. 
Deliberately, he rolled the tender clit with his finger.

   Lori realized the vile man was correct.  She was wet and getting wetter
by the second.  Betrayed by her own body, an unwelcome shiver of desire
shot down her spine right to her crotch.  She prayed in vain that it was
not for this man.

   His voice suddenly shocked her back to reality.  "Come.  I'll introduce
you to the guys," he said releasing his grip on her body.  He took her by
the elbow to guide her across the room.  Ken led the way down the stairs to
the lower level and at the bottom of the stairs, he turned and faced Lori.
He held out his hand and whispered, "I'll take your coat.  We don't want
you to hide your sexy body from my friends, do we?"

   She had worn the coat as a safety blanket.  Ken had ruined it by ripping
off the bottom buttons, but it still covered her body right down to her
knees.  Lori slowly undid the remaining couple of buttons until it hung
loosely almost teasing the waiting men across the room.  There was a hush
but that soon changed to many loud gasps as Ken removed the coat from her
slender shoulders.  The men saw her beauty for the first time and it made
every heart in the room quicken to a furious pace.

   Like a true gentleman, Ken took Lori's coat and hung it up before
escorting her into the center of the room.  The men could not take their
eyes off Lori's alluring body.  All devoured each and every curve knowing
of Ken's promise.  One gave his buddy a quick jab in the ribs.  "Fuck, he
wasn't kidding, she's fucking gorgeous!  Look at those knockers!" he
whispered to his buddy.

   "Gentlemen," began Ken.  "This gorgeous creature is Lori.  Lori will be
our waitress for the afternoon.  Anything you want, she will serve," he
said glancing in Lori's direction to display his evil grin.  "There is no
better maid on the planet.  Believe me when I tell you, she is the absolute
best," Ken told his buddies who all stared at the scantly clad woman.  "She
has assured me that she will fill your every request."

   Ken's friends all remembered his promise that each of them would have
the chance to ravage his slut.  They were utterly astonished at the fact he
wasn't bullshitting them and Lori was for real!  Every man was horny as
hell and could hardly wait for things to happen.

   "Lori loves cock.  Don'cha baby?" Ken said with a grin causing Lori
great embarrassment.  Suddenly he grabbed her right hand tightly and spun
her around as if to make a grand entrance.  Lori was halfway around before
she could react by using her free hand to hold the skirt in place.  All she
could do was pray that the men did not notice her flash of exposure, but
notice they did.

   One by one Ken introduced his friends and with each meeting, Lori felt
their hungry eyes looking up her short skirt.  'Oh gawd,' she thought, 'can
I get through this without them all touching me, groping me like
teenagers?' She was determined to overcome the huge odds but her confidence
was eroding.  The one thing she knew was that she had to remain fully
upright and to remember not to bend over.

   A large plasma television was against one wall and the sound was not
turned up very loud.  There was a football game on but none of the men were
watching the screen.  Ken had outlined his plan to all his buddies long
before the servant joined the fray so they sat back and waited.  Nothing,
nothing he had reiterated, would start before he initiated it and there
would be no fucking and screwing until half time.

   Ken had bragged about Lori being his devoted slut and he was determined
to demonstrate how much control he had over her.  "Don't worry," he told
them, "You will all get to fuck her...  but in good time.  We don't want to
wear her out before the second game, do we?" he said and they all laughed.

   "Now if someone happens to feel a bare ass or pussy, well...  so be it.
Just no screwing until the second half," he said when he laid out his plan.
"And guys, I have heard all about blacks fucking white bitches and today,
we will see it live, in living flesh, for ourselves," Ken said and again
laughter had broken out.  All except for Ronny, who was the one Ken
mentioned.  Ronny just grinned, excited knowing what was going to happen,
while his buddies slapped his shoulders with glee.

   "Time to go to work sweetheart, the bar is over there," Ken said and
pointed to the portable bar set up on one side of the large recreation
room. "The men need a drink, the game is on, a sexy waitress is serving,
what else could a man want?" Ken said and grinned at his attempted humor.
"I'll have a Bud," he said sitting back waiting to be served.

   All watched the sexy woman in the revealing Hotties' outfit move
gracefully through the room following Ken's demands.  Lori brought Ken a
Bud and before she could get away, he put his big, strong arm around her
waist.  He pulled her tight against his chest and looked up slightly into
her eyes.  "Guys, Lori loves it when someone plays with her pussy, isn't
that right honey?" Ken said much to Lori's horror.

   She twisted and tried to move away from his strong grip but that was
impossible.  A loud gasp of air escaped her throat when his vulgar finger
again entered her wetness and swirled around like it was his personal
possession.  She let out a tiny sob when he slowly removed his finger and
put it to his lips.  With a deliberate show of intimidation, he sucked his
finger and smiled with satisfaction that it was the sweetest taste.

   After Ken had broken the barrier, it was open season on Lori's pussy and
every time she brought a fresh drink, the man would feel her up.  She
didn't know what else to do but allow it.  The skirt was so short it gave
no protection and without panties, it took but a split second for any man
to finger-fuck her.  By the end of the first quarter, everyone had felt all
of Lori's pussy and cherished the taste of her sweet juices.

   Lori's tanned complexion was turned into a reddish tone from the
embarrassment of being groped so eagerly by Ken's buddies.  The fact that
one of them was black gave her a strange, uncomfortable feeling but she
tried to ignore the obvious difference.  Lori had never dated or been with
a man who wasn't white although her and Andy had talked about it numerous
times.

   Eventually Ken turned up the volume on the TV and the loud noise made it
more of a party atmosphere.  The men cheered the big hits and close plays
of the game while passing Lori around like she was a trophy.  She tried to
stay at arms length but that did not work.  Each time Lori served a drink
or appetizer to one of Ken's buddies, the man took liberties of putting his
hands under her skirt.  The groping was bad enough but every time the
perpetrator made a scene of licking his wet fingers, it shamed Lori to the
utmost.

   The second quarter started and Ken had more plans to humiliate his
submissive slut.  "You've heard of a man having a quick shot with his beer,
well let's see how good a waitress you really are.  Every time you bring a
beer, offer a nipple to go with the beer.  And you can start over here,"
Ken said and waited for his inch of fleshy liqueur.

   Lori obediently brought Ken another beer and stood still in front of
him. She knew what he wanted but was unable to comply so easily.  Ken's
hand shot out so fast she could not avoid it.  He grabbed the bottom of the
small tank top, which had the name 'Hotties' across the front in big, bold
letters.  With a swift, sure move, he removed it over her head and all she
could do was blink in amazement.  'How can this be happening to me?' Lori
wondered.

   The men stared at the black, lacy bra noticing how big and attractive
her titties looked with a pushup effect.  Not an eye missed the revealing
of Lori's left breast as Ken rolled the black lace off her mound.  All the
men yearned to be in Ken's chair as he brazenly exposed her lush tit.  A
whimper was heard when his mouth went to the tip and the room filled with a
loud sucking noise when he devoured her nipple.  To Lori's dismay, he
sucked it deep into his hungry mouth before letting it slip out slowly. 
His teeth scraped over the tender flesh, tormenting her until the
rose-colored bud popped out of his mouth.

   The temporary relief when Ken set her nipple free was short-lived as
orders for fresh drinks were given.  Lori went to the bar and picked up the
next order taking it to Ronny.  She stood in front of the black man handing
him the beer and waited like an obedient waitress.  He was about to grab
her tit when Ken suddenly spoke up.

   "No!  Ronny don't do it, let her offer you her nipple.  I want my
sweetheart to serve up her nipple to each guy.  I want my pretty, loyal
slut to bare her sweet titty to each and everyone of you," he said while
holding her eyes in a deadly stare.  This was it to Ken's fired-up ego;
this was the moment of truth.  All his bragging had come down to this.  One
last stand by a beautiful woman who Ken boasted to his buddies was his
devoted slut.

   There it was!  Lori shook with utter astonishment at his brash demand.
She turned her head from Ken's glare and looked at Ronny whose eyes were
locked on her chest.  How she moved was a complete mystery to her confused
mind.  Lori's fingers trembled but she managed to expose herself.  In an
instant Ronny sucked her precious bud into his starving mouth sending a
shiver through her entire body.

   Lori glanced down at the black, curly hair and for a fleeting instant,
wondered about Andy.  How many times had they talked about Lori having sex
with a black man, she questioned.  For the first time in her life a black
man was caressing her boobs and Lori felt familiar spasms roll through her
tummy.

   In her mind, she was a slut, Ken's slut.  Everything was a blur and it
did not take long before her bra was cast aside.  Much to the delight of
five aroused men, Lori moved around the excited men with nothing on but the
hopelessly short skirt and high boots.  They all marveled at the gorgeous
body of Ken's slut and took every opportunity to feel her titties, pussy
and her bare ass.

   Lori's prized treasures were passed around like cherished ornaments and
by half time she was dreadfully flushed from embarrassment.  She fretted
about what Andy would think of his once faithful wife being a pawn for Ken
and his buddies.  Lori did not have to worry about her husband as Ken had
ensured that he was one happy man.

   Long before anyone arrived for the Sunday get-together, Ken had set up a
movie camera with the video piped to his living room television.  He put
the camera on the stereo cabinet, which was beside the large plasma TV so
that it panned the entire room.  Although the picture was not a close-up
and not of great quality, it did show the events quite explicitly leaving
nothing to the imagination.

   Ken had outlined the day to Lori and Andy when the couple left his place
that fateful evening.  He caught Andy at the door on the way out after Lori
had departed and told the husband in very precise terms that he could come
to his place after the party started.  "I want your wimpy ass over here
when we fuck your wife.  Be there!"

   "Have you ever watched your wife get fucked by a black man?" he had
asked in his normal crude, brass tone.  "It's goin' to happen, little buddy
and you can watch it happen in my living room.  Fuck, I can hardly wait to
see Ronny get his black hands on Lori," he told Andy and dreamt of it
happening.  The details were so shocking to the point they filled Andy with
intense desire to watch what happened.  He did not mention them to Lori for
fear of how she would react.

   Andy sat in the room thoroughly amazed at what happened downstairs.  He
watched the black man suck his wife's big tits and saw how he ripped the
bra from her chest, tossing it across the room.  Andy was in a world of his
own and his fantasies of many years were coming to fruition.  He, like
Lori, was thoroughly flushed and heated by halftime expecting even more
things to happen.

   There was a heightened atmosphere in the game room as everyone
anticipated Ken's plans.  Lori was completely exhausted from running
around. Not only had she served drinks and snacks but also worked very hard
to stay out and get out of the men's clutches.  Ken's buddies were told
they would all get to have intercourse with his slut and they eagerly
waited for his go ahead.

   The half time show was almost over when Ken revealed a few playing
cards. He had an ace, deuce, three and four in his hand and shuffled them
so that his friends did not know which card they would pick.  They would
each choose a card to determine the pecking order for sex.  "Whoever draws
the ace gets to fuck my slut first, the deuce gets sloppy seconds and so
on," Ken said offering a card to each man.

   "Hell, I can have her anytime, so I'll wait until the end.  Lori loves
it when I fuck her and you'll see what kind of slut she is," he said with a
beaming smile.  "In fact gentlemen, Lori and I have an appointment at Lu's
when the games are done this evening," Ken said and it caused each man to
hold their breath.  They all knew that Lu's was a famous tattoo parlor in
the city and wondered what Ken had in mind.

   "And it's a good kick, all the way down to the goal line," the announcer
stated and the second half was underway.  Ken and his buddies cheered a
punishing tackle, which put the ball on the seventeen-yard line, but their
focus was really not on the game.  Half time was over.  All knew it was
time.  They were all tuned to Lori pleading for her dignity.

   The only first down that occurred was by the lucky man who drew the ace
as he quickly removed Lori's skirt and boots.  All the pleading in the
world would not prevent the man from scoring a touchdown and he set out to
accomplish his goal.  A couple of his friends aided in manhandling Lori to
get her on her back and spread eagled on the carpeted floor.  They all took
a second to admire her beauty and sex appeal.  Struggling to remain free,
Lori looked absolutely ravishing.

   Suddenly strong demanding fingers reached out and grabbed onto her
enlarged nipples.  Lori watched helplessly as the buds were turned into
stone.  When she noticed dark, black fingers on her left nipple, the
contrast between her tanned, colored skin and black sent a strong shiver
through her body.  Lori had many dark, skinned friends but never had been
intimate with any.  Now she lay on the floor unable to get free of the
damning caresses of a black man she hardly knew.

   The black fingers pulled the nipple out from her chest, grotesquely
stretching it to the limit.  It took a few seconds before the pain traveled
to her brain.  When the wave hit her, she tried to grab the hands in front
of her but someone quickly slapped her hands away.  Lori was in a state of
shock as she watched the dark face lower and pearly white teeth close over
her vulnerable, throbbing nipple.

   She expected the man to bite hard and cause her great pain but instead,
he used his teeth and tongue in a teasing fashion.  Lightly he nibbled on
the bud and pulled it gently away from the rest of her titty.  He used his
tongue, ever so skillfully, to caress the very tip that was buried inside
his mouth.  Lori was so focused on the black man and what he was doing that
she was only vaguely aware that someone had slipped between her legs.

   The man who drew the lucky ace easily spread her legs wide, but Lori
could not see over the black head on her chest.  All she knew was that
something was spreading her labia to the outer limits and that something
was a strange man's cock.  Suddenly someone entered her well-lubricated
grotto, taking her breath away when the unseen man rammed his hips downward
with a violent thrust.  It took many seconds for her breathing to resume.
In the meantime, the man pumped his big cock in and out like he was fucking
a whore.  There was no care or loving tenderness, only immense passion to
fuck the sexy body of an entrapped woman.

   All the bystanders cheered the action and yelled at their buddy to "fuck
the bitch".  Lori was pinned and Ronny and the man seemed to work in
unison. For the time being, her tits and cunt belonged to Ken's buddies and
Lori was destined to fulfill the drastic fantasies of five enraged men. 
The man in the saddle dug his strong fingers into the tender flesh of
Lori's hips and pulled them off the floor to enable him to split her spirit
into shreds.  Both men were in an erotic paradise.  After sitting through
two quarters of football of tasting her pussy, it made them crazy with
lust.

   Lori was like a Barbie doll, easily manipulated by the men.  It took
measly seconds for the first load of cum to fill her heavenly chamber.  The
man plowed his hard cock in and out of Lori non-stop and with each thrust
downward, hot lava erupted from the head of his cock.  Lori cried out not
knowing whether it was from the disgusting fact that a stranger was fucking
her pussy, or that a black man was sucking and mauling her titties.

   Suddenly Lori felt the man who had fucked her roll off her legs and away
from her body.  Horror filled her head when she realized the black man had
shifted his big, lanky body so that he now had his hips between her splayed
legs.  She knew exactly what he planned and her fighting was a mere
formality.  Her struggles were so futile and hopeless it seemed to add to
the man's desire to possess a white woman.

   Ronny found it thoroughly arousing to feel her hands push and struggle
against his muscular chest trying to hold him at a distance.  Lori tried in
vain to close her legs but that was impossible with over 200 lbs of man
between her thighs.  His desire heightened as Lori's hips twisted and
rolled but not far enough to evade the head of his big, black cock.

   A quick jab every few seconds threatened to invade Lori's internal
chamber and she began to plead with Ronny to stop.  He laughed out loud at
her escape attempts and tantalized her by pressing the tip of his ramrod
between the puffy labia.  "Oh please, don't, oh don't do this to me,
please," she moaned and he loved every word.  The desperation in her voice
became very evident as Lori realized that Ronny could overpower her at will
and she was helpless to stop him.

   When Ken had first told his buddies that he had complete control of the
sexiest bitch ever, Ronny thought it was mere, groundless bragging.  It had
however made him dream and fantasize about having sex with such a woman,
and her being white added immensely to his lustful dreams.  Realizing now
that Ken's boasts were not mere bullshit, he was determined to treat Lori
exactly like he saw many black studs do in triple 'X' movies.  'Rough and
extremely demanding,' he reflected.  "Gonna fill this white cunt with some
good old, devil semen!" he had whispered to her earlier while fondling her
titties.

   Again and again Ronny teased her knowing he could shove his large cock
into Lori at any time.  Oh how he loved smaller women, especially the
sluttish ones with white skin who still fought to keep his black prick from
penetrating their bodies.  Ronny didn't just want to fuck the white bitch,
he wanted to rape her and he wanted the enticing session to last forever.
His way of thinking did not consider it as rape but merely a playful
faįade. Lori was his to do with as he pleased and Ronny loved the way Ken's
slut was playing her role as the reluctant victim of his sexual assault.

   The man's friends were getting anxious for their turn.  They began
prodding and coaxing him to proceed and fuck the bitch.  "Come on Ronny,
fuck her, fuck her with that black cock.  Come on, we don't have all
fuckin' day, man," they kept pleading with him.

   Ronny's black ass jammed forward brutally, knocking the air out of
Lori's lungs.  Everyone in the room knew when the black stiletto pierced
Lori's cervix, turning the womb that had nurtured her children into a black
ghetto.  He powered his cock into her so hard, so deep, and so brutally
fast, that Lori struggled to catch her breath as Ronny battered her cervix.

   Seconds passed before she could breathe again and by that time, Ronny
had gained a fucking rhythm of a madman.  In and out he went like a racing
locomotive and with each penetration to the hilt, Lori felt more like a
consumed bitch.  Someone took the liberty to wrap Lori's long, slender legs
around the black hips and held them there for security.  She knew full well
she was now a white bitch being fucked by a black man and that her sacred
vagina would soon be filled with his black seed.

   Suddenly a spasm shot through her loins like a bolt of lightning, just
as fast and with the same intensity as an electric shock.  No, no, Lori
kept telling her troubled mind but all the while she knew the man was not
going to be satisfied by merely fucking her.  The more she tried to stave
off the demeaning orgasm, which was whelming deep inside her womb, the more
it reared its raging head.

   Out of nowhere, the man reached for her gyrating titties and pinched
both nipples between his strong, black fingers.  Ronny arched his back to
allow room so he could caress her titties and pinched so hard it was
impossible not to get Lori's complete attention.  Then he whispered ever so
sarcastically.  "Tell me you want my black cock to fuck your tight, white
cunt.  Tell me or else.  I want your white ass bitch and I want to hear you
say it.  Say you want my black cock!" he whispered while pulling her tender
nipples with a wild fury.

   There was no respite for Lori as he relentlessly pumped in and out.  "Oh
my gawd.  I'm being fucked by a black man," she began the dire protest
which quickly turned into a complete confession.  "Gawd, you're so deep,
your black cock is so deep.  I can feel it inside me, fucking me," Lori
moaned.

   He tweaked the swollen nips to indicate he wanted her to say more.  She
didn't want to but the lust was far too compelling.  Lori knew his threats
were idle ones and he would not really hurt her, but she used his words as
an excuse for complying.  After all, she deemed, Ken wanted to hear it too.

   "Fuck, fuck, please don't hurt me," she pleaded.  "Yes, you're fucking
me with your black cock.  Oh gawd, you bastard.  I want your black cock
inside me, fucking me!  Are you fucking happy?" she yelled and suddenly he
hit a spot inside Lori that took the last shred of decency from her mind.
"Fuck me you bastard, fuck me like I'm your white bitch, fuck me...Oh gawd
I'm coming for you.  I'm coming for you...  Oh gawd why?  I can't stop; it
feels so fucking good," she moaned in lost passion, adding, "Bastard,
bastard, bastard," to let him know she still had some fight left.

   He took Lori over the crest of the mountain of lust and smiled the
biggest smile as her orgasm flourished like no other.  It was time to
release the black demons and he climaxed with the utter satisfaction of
knowing he was master of a white princess.  Not only were they fucking like
two animals to a shocked audience, but they both were entirely sweep away
by the intensity of their own ecstasy.

   When it was over, Lori's arms and legs were shoved, sort of cast to her
sides.  She lay on the carpet completely spent from the ordeal and did not
even attempt to get away from number three.  It turned out that three and
number four worked together.  Not a protest was heard from the beaten woman
when the one man went between her legs.  The other caressed her titties
like he had never felt such enormous beauty.  He squeezed them as if they
might break and teased the ends like they were precious jewels.

   Lori understood what would make Ken's buddies happy and she obliged not
wanting to displease Ken who was still not far from her side.  Why she did
not fight or protest would always remain a mystery but she allowed each man
to possess her exhausted body and use it as they wished.  In fact, she
blushed with embarrassment knowing she relished the gangbang with Ken's
buddies.  Her only regret was that Andy was not there to see it.

   There was no need for any worry from Lori because her husband watched
every erotic scene unfold with intense desire.  Although the picture was
not perfect, Andy had no problem seeing what went on in Ken's playroom. 
The gangbang would be recorded for all time and Ken would most likely
replay the raunchy episode over and over for himself, his friends as well
as his two boys.

   The first football game ended but none of the men regretted not watching
most of it.  The announcers gave a pre-game hype for the evening game,
which featured the Seahawks.  Ken and his crowd loved the Seahawks and Lori
would eventually find out just how much.  His plans would leave a permanent
reminder etched on her body but he would save that for the finale of the
best day ever of Sunday football.

   The sound was turned up on the television but no one seemed to hear the
broadcast.  An erotic ambiance filled the room and suddenly Ken got an
impulsive flash of genius.  He quickly decided to modify his plans and
rushed upstairs.  He looked Andy straight in the eyes.  "Come on down
little buddy, your slut wife wants you to fuck her in the ass.  You didn't
get a chance to finish the other morning when I busted in on you, but now,
it's your big chance," Ken said giving Andy little chance to digest his
devilish request.

   Andy interpreted his neighbor's words as an order and one he was
destined to obey.  Like it or not, he decided, Ken held the controlling
influence over himself and Lori.  With a shrug of his shoulders, he
followed Ken into the den of purgatory.  In Andy's aroused state of mind,
he was definitely not thinking with any logic or reason.

   They entered the den and Ken quickly resumed control.  "This is Lori's
husband.  Would you believe, he has never had anal sex with his slut wife,"
Ken said with a laugh.  Then he boasted, "I have!" to a roar of laughter.
He turned and spoke directly to Andy.  "She wants you to fuck her and I
know how to absolutely blow our minds," he said.  "Hell they've all fucked
her so you may as well have a piece of the action," Ken said and the
obvious sarcasm did not register in Andy's, lust-filled brain.

   How two people who appeared quite normal and intelligent could fall
under the control of a lowdown skunk would surely leave anyone dumbfounded.
But Ken was the ultimate schemer and instinctively knew exactly how to gain
the upper hand.

   He had sacrificed his dream woman to his drinking buddies, holding off
satisfying his own pent up emotions.  But not any longer, he decided, as
his cock was ready to burst and it was time.  He guided the awestruck Andy
over to Lori and spoke to both.

   "We're going to put on a little sex show for my friends," he said and
proceeded to remove his clothes.  This left Andy as the only one dressed
but that did not last long after Ken ordered him in his meanest voice to
undress.  They were standing near the bar and Ken suddenly lay on the
carpeted floor at Lori's feet.

   Ken lay on his back with his head propped upward and his cock pulsed and
jerked wildly above his pelvis at about a 45-degree angle.  He glanced
around the room and saw that his close buddies were all thoroughly envious.
Not one was about to miss the dramatic scene unfolding like an award
winning, soap opera.  Ken's hero status to his close friends would be
entrenched in the hallowed walls of football Sunday, he knew.

   "Get down here sweetheart and sit that tight pussy on your favorite
cock. It's time for double trouble my dear slut.  Get your sweet pussy on
my cock, now!" came the demand from the devil as far as Lori was concerned.
Ken could see that she was hesitant or reluctant.  "Show them how much you
need my cock and I don't want any fucking backtalk," he whispered and it
was an obvious command.

   Lori whimpered and glanced at her husband to see he was more interested
in Ken's dick than her dilemma.  She felt lost without any recourse.  The
profound demand hit her hard.  "Oh gawd," she thought, "He can't be
serious? Not here in front of everyone?" But her actions were controlled by
an inner being belonging to her powerful neighbor.

   The men watched her move slowly, but with grace over Ken's body.  When
she squatted and hovered over his throbbing pecker, they all held their
breath in anticipation.  Lori put her dainty hand around the long, veined
shaft and held it upright.

   They did not have to wait long.  There were loud groans of envy when she
placed the flared head between her thighs and paused for a few seconds. 
When she rubbed the head back and forth through the vast wetness, they all
knew she was really going to do it.  Lori sat down, piercing herself fully
with the large man-cock that promised to give her intense pleasure.  Lori's
moan of anguish melded with the men's moans of lust.  Her heart beat a
thousand times a minute and she became so flushed it was hard to keep
conscious of what was happening.

   Lori welcomed Ken's demands as he guided and shifted her body so that
she lay prone.  Somehow he managed to get her legs spread wide enough to go
around his and she lay on top of the serpent.  His cock was embedded inside
her heated channel and her breathing was extremely broken and ragged.

   "Now hubby can finally fuck your ass," he sneered.  "I am going to enjoy
him blowing his load up your butt, then you can cum for me while I fuck
your cunt," Ken whispered for her benefit only.  "You are my slut and you
will show all my friends that you love nothing more than coating my stiff
dick with your cum.  You just can't resist cumming when I fuck you, can
you?" he asked greeting her with an intimate smile.

   She felt movement behind her and knew what Andy was going to do.  That
did not stop her from concentrating on fighting the man who controlled her
secret desires.  "Fuck you.  You can fuck me but I'll fight you forever,
you bastard," Lori whispered with a determination to survive.  "Your
fucking pervert cronies can watch you climax in a dishrag.  In fact, you
may as well masturbate, you bastard,"

   The head of Andy's cock found the puckered asshole and he pushed.  A cry
of agony escaped Lori's lips.

   "Not too fast little buddy," counseled Ken.  "Take it easy on her ass.
Put some spit on your cock to make it go in without hurtin' her," he
informed the inflamed husband.

   Andy immediately covered his penis with saliva lubricant.  There was a
slight hesitation when he re-entered her hole but then he was inside.  The
heat and shock of actually satisfying a lifelong fantasy struck and his
stamina disappeared in a flash.  He gave one, then another pump and that
was all it took to begin an orgasm that he had staved off for a complete
football game.

   All Lori could think about was hoping that Andy would delay his climax.
Maybe it would assist her in her dire struggle to defeat her hated
tormentor, she reasoned.  It seemed that Ken worked his magic every time
they had intercourse.  Ken was well aware that any husband having to watch
his wife have sex with strangers for two to three hours would be absolutely
at the end of their stamina.  Andy had watched the whole affair with
intense lust and desire but now the heat of his wife's cherished ass turned
his willpower to quicksand.

   Lori felt the hips above her quiver and jerk out of control.  She did
not have to look to know what was happening to Andy.  For the first time in
his life, Andy shot his load up Lori's ass and for a brief second, she
wished an orgasm would overtake her desires.  Within a minute, Andy was
finished and all his pent up desires had vanished when he slowly rolled off
the two sweaty bodies.

   Ken felt a strong passion building inside his chest that made his ultra
ego flourish.  "I hope you are holding back, darling.  I don't want my slut
to have an orgasm before I am ready," he whispered.  He grinned knowing it
was time for humiliation to the nth degree.  "Can you feel my cock inside
your pussy?  I can feel your belly and I'm ready to give you the fucking of
your life," he said making it sound like a promise.  He was determined to
talk and keep telling Lori how he felt.

   "Oops, I'm sorry, I mean you are going to fuck my dick and give yourself
an orgasm," he said.  "Yes, you're going to cum on my dick, aren't you
baby? You always cum on my dick.  I do love the way your little cunt
squeezes my cock and makes it throb like crazy," he whispered.  "God, I
love fucking your cunt and blowing my load into your sweet belly.  Maybe if
you keep moving your hips like that, you will make me climax," he said and
Lori found it amazing that she was actually moving.

   Suddenly she made a decision.  'Maybe if I do it to him, he will climax
and I will be free,' she thought.  She began a slow and deliberate pumping
of her hips, up and down over his extended manhood.  Suddenly Ken put his
big, strong hands around her hips and his fingers dug into the fleshy
cheeks of her ass.  Every time she moved her hips downward, swallowing up
the long shaft, Ken pulled hard and dug his fingertips into the tender ass
cheeks.

   Somehow a rhythm developed as her hips began pumping much faster, up,
down, up and down.  Ken's cock suddenly hit some button inside Lori.  Her
mind fought for liberation knowing time was running short.  It was the
ultimate battle of the sexes, Lori wanting to make her hated neighbor have
an orgasm while she kept her soul free from the man.

   "That's it.  Fuck me baby, fuck me with all you've got, sweetheart,
because you are going to blow your fucking load on my dick," he whispered
and gritted his teeth.  His willpower was profound and he continued.  "Andy
is watching you fuck my cock," he said realizing her husband was off to one
side.  "He loves watching you orgasm like the slut you are when I fuck
you."

   "All my buddies are watching you, my slut bitch, fuck my cock.  You know
what I feel like doing?  Getting Rex in here to give them a real fuck
show," he said.  "How would you like it if I got Rex in here so he can fuck
his bitch too?" he whispered.  "I know your husband would like that,
wouldn't he?" Ken asked and felt her body jerk wildly.

   The two interlocked bodies were in a separate world oblivious to any
spectators.  Ken's talk, his dirty demands were too much for any sane woman
and Lori suddenly lost the will to fight.  Visions of Ken, his sons and now
Rex flashed through her head like a most vivid dream.  It was like
performing in front of a large audience and Lori could plainly visualize
herself being fucked by Rex.

   Ken released her sweaty ass cheeks and grabbed her by the head, wrapping
his fingers of his left hand in the long, black curls.  He used his
superior strength to bend her upper torso upwards, arching her spine so her
chest was up off his body.  With his free hand, he slapped and punished her
titties without caring if it hurt or not.  All mouths hung open with sheer
amazement as Ken roughly treated Lori like a cheap slut.  Slap, slap and
each loud slap on the hanging titties was cheered with enthusiasm. 
Suddenly everyone noticed the tanned hips were thrashing out of control.

   "Don't do it.  Don't cum yet, I want to savoir the joy of fucking you,"
he hissed.  "Your god damned cunt is so fucking hot, so fucking tight, so
fucking sweet...I want this fuck to last forever," Ken whispered knowing
his time was getting short as well.

   "Oh gawd, I can't.  Oh gawd, I can't.  Oh please, please stop for a
second, just a second, oh please Ken, please," Lori begged letting Ken know
she was his.  Continuing his battering of her hanging tits, he held her by
the hair, most likely hurting her but it did not matter.  Brutally, he
forced her face to his and nailed the coffin shut.

   "Fuck me bitch!  Fuck me!  Lori, listen to me...  I love my slut and
want to make her happy.  It's okay to cum sweetheart, so cum now for me,
slut.  Can you feel my cock fucking your filthy cunt?" he asked and Lori
creamed like never before.  Her body was pure steel and tense nerves.  All
that mattered to her now was that Ken was making her cum.  Lost in a deep,
dark sea of passion, she climaxed like Ken wanted knowing that he was
holding back for her to cum first.  She swore to keep moving, keep her hips
thrusting up and down for him.

   "Fuck...  I can't hold it any longer, baby..." he hissed.  "Fuck it's
good, so fucking good.  I want my chizz in your goddamned, whore's-belly.
I'm cumming, cumming you slut.  Damn, you're the best fuck ever," Ken
hissed through his teeth as he felt the fires roar out of control.  It may
have lasted but a mere few seconds, but to Ken and Lori, it felt like
forever.  With a forceful blast, Ken emptied his bloated balls into her as
Lori welcomed his seed into the deepest reaches of her coveted womb.

   Suddenly, Lori knew there was but one man for her sexual desires.  Her
secret confession would be held that way for a long time but for now, she
relished the total fulfillment a man could give a woman.  If Ken wanted to
have sex with her, Lori would fulfill his dreams; if Ken wanted her to act
like a slut for his friends, she would do it; if Ken wanted her to service
his mangy dog, she would comply.

   When Ken released her body and let her free, he indicated her afternoon
was not done.  The lust-filled men who were rejuvenated from watching the
torrid episode of erotic passion manhandled her.  Each wanted one thing,
Lori's lips wrapped around their cock.  Lori would remember feeling cocks,
putting her elegant hands around hard throbbing cocks, marveling at how
divine each one felt in her small, dainty hands.

   One man got the urge to have Lori suck his cock and without asking or
waiting for an invite, he used her mouth.  He shoved his rod into her lips
and forced her mouth open.  Lori realized the man was treating her like a
street whore but she knew what was required to please her master.  She
gulped the slim pecker into her mouth even allowing it to slither down her
throat a ways when she realized it was not really big enough to choke her.
The stale, salty taste was slightly revolting causing Lori to shiver with
disgust for not finding his offensive actions more horrifying.

   Andy's face blended in with all the others.  He too reaped a reward but
it took him well into the second game before he was re-energized.  Lori had
swallowed the seed of every man before getting to his but that did not
matter to either one of them.

   The Seahawks hung on to win but the game was all but forgotten by Ken
and his friends.  It was getting late when the phone rang.  Ken answered it
knowing it would be one of his boys.  The arrangements he made with Sean
and Troy were that they would call when they left Helen's sisters.  He knew
he would have only one hour to clean up the house before they arrived home.

   "Tell your mom that I will be out for a couple of hours and if she asks,
just tell her it's none of her fucking business.  But you will be amazed
the next time you see Lori," he told his son.  His plans to have the
Seahawk emblem tattooed on Lori's ass gave him the biggest thrill and he
just had to tell someone.  Ken had made arrangements with Lu to open his
shop but that was very easy since Lu lived above the parlor.

   "I am taking her to Lu's to have the Seahawk head tattooed on her ass.
Fuck, every time the slut looks at her butt she will see the hawk's head
and know she is a bona fide slut...my slut," he told his son and laughed.
"See you later, buddy.  Just keep your mother happy and tell her I will be
home when I get home," he said.

   The party broke up fairly quickly once Ken's friends knew Helen was on
the way home.  They all thanked Ken for the special day and all left with
the biggest smile of satisfaction knowing it was a day to remember.  None
of the men were in any shape to drive and left by cab.  Ken also called a
cab for his trip downtown with his sexy neighbor.

   "Time to go home little buddy," Ken told Andy.  "Leave Lori with me.  I
am taking her to see my special friend Lu.  You know Lu?  He owns the
tattoo parlor downtown.  When I bring your little slut home, you will love
what I am getting done to her gorgeous ass," he told the flabbergasted
husband.

   "But..." Andy started to say.

   "Party's over, pal!  Now get the fuck out of here!" Ken stated and it
did not take long until he was left alone with his slut Lori.

   ***

   Ken left his home fully satisfied with how the Sunday Football party had
gone with his buddies.  His faithful slut Lori had performed far beyond
expectations and even he had to agree she surpassed any of his wild
fantasies.  Watching her entertain his beer-drinking friends and serve them
beer along with every part of her sexy body was the biggest thrill.  When
he watched Ronny, his black friend, molest and turn his servant into a
wanton, white slut, Ken thought he would blow his load on the spot.  He
could not remember getting so aroused in his entire life.

   The taxi arrived and Ken led Lori by the hand out to the cab.  She
shivered not only from the cool breeze hitting her flushed skin but also
from the stunning view she gave the taxi driver.  All she wore were the
boots, skirt and the tank top.  The top covered her magnificent boobs but
made them even more appealing.  Her nipples had remained hardened and put
two big bumps in the stretched fabric that nobody could miss.

   Ken helped Lori into the backseat and he plunked down right next to her
immediately putting his big, burly arm around her lithe shoulders.  It
prevented Lori from moving away from his body and it appeared to the driver
that they were a loving couple.  He kept checking the rearview mirror for
any eye-catching sights and Ken made sure to oblige.

   Ken gave the address of the tattoo parlor and proceeded to demonstrate a
slut's role.  "Ken, for gawd's sake not here," Lori protested to no avail.
Every time she put her hands up to protest or right her top, Ken easily
brushed her aside.  He hugged her against his body and rolled the tank top
up, off her titties much to the driver's amazement.  The driver watched the
couple in the backseat of his cab as the woman's tits were displayed for
his hungry eyes.  Somehow he managed to keep the cab on the streets even
though his eyes were glued to the rearview mirror.

   "Sit the fuck back and enjoy the ride.  You will love what I have in
store for you.  It will always be a reminder of me, of what you are to me,"
Ken whispered and smiled as Lori fidgeted in the seat.  He fondled her
boobs and caressed her nipples without another protest and Lori merely
whimpered keeping her arms down at her sides.  Ken glanced at the mirror
and grinned with satisfaction knowing the man would think Lori was an
exhibitionist.

   "Holy fuck!  They are magnificent," the driver whispered not believing
in his good fortune.  He ogled the man and woman in the backseat and it
almost seemed that the man was purposely showing him two of the nicest
tits. Ken stretched the hardened nipples beyond reasonable limits but Lori
remained passive as he molested her.  Then he rolled them between his
fingers making sure to keep the ends exposed to the front seat.  He got
extremely excited thinking of how he was putting on an erotic show for a
complete stranger.

   "You can't be serious.  You can't mean it?  You aren't getting some
fucking football emblem put on my body?" Lori responded in a shaky voice.
Visions of a Seahawk like the one on the team's jersey flashed through her
head and her whole body shivered in horror.  "Ken.  Ken for gawd sake you
can't be serious?" she asked almost pleading.

   "Sweetheart.  You're fucking right I am serious.  Lu is going to put the
head right on the cheek of your ass and I am going to cherish every drop of
ink," he told his frightened hostage.  Suddenly he twisted in the seat and
his hand went to Lori's chin to turn her face to his.  "Lori, I am going to
fuck you whenever I get the urge and you know you want me as much as I want
you," he whispered and stared in the eyes.

   "I just love the way you fight me and think you are so goddamn
superior," Ken said.  "But you don't really have a choice in the matter. 
Do you?  Your ass is mine, sweetheart and Lu is going to tattoo your ass
for me...  Do you know how I am going to pay him?" he asked and waited a
dreadful minute.  Lori thought of many responses to his frightening
question and they all made her stomach do constant summersaults.

   "I am going to let the greasy, little bastard fuck my slut and fill her
little hole with some Asian chizz," he informed Lori much to her chagrin.

   Lori was speechless and sat very still as the cab pulled up in front of
a dimly lit storefront.  Somehow her top got replaced over her breasts
whether it was Ken or she who righted the garment.  Ken got out and held
his hand out for Lori, which she reluctantly took for fear of his reprisal.
Her legs shook and vibrated and it was extremely hard to walk as Ken led
her into the darkened shop.  Lu had left the door unlocked and was sitting
at a large desk waiting for his expected visitors.  Lori looked at his face
and saw desire written all over it.

   "Come.  You come in back.  I have ready.  I put hawk's head on ass just
like you say," Lu said to Ken and motioned for Lori to follow him into the
backroom.  Ken sort of pushed Lori towards Lu and saw her timidly follow
the man to the brightly lit salon in the back section of the shop.  He
locked the front door and followed the pair.  Lu was the best artist in the
city and his work was highly prized by anyone wanting a tattoo or piercing.

   Lu quickly ushered the quivering woman into his operating room and
motioned for her to get onto a leather-covered table.  Lori reluctantly got
up on the table but it did not please the little Chinaman.  "No!  You lie
down.  Put face on table and lay on stomach," Lu said and immediately
assisted her to get into a prone position.  Lori could only imagine the
view the little pervert got of her derriere and it was next to impossible
to keep her short skirt from riding up.  She desperately wanted to tug on
the skirt to keep the hem down so that her bum was covered but knew it was
senseless.  Not wanting to make a scene, she merely prayed the fabric
shielded her nakedness from Lu's beady eyes.

   It happened so fast Lori was unable to prevent Lu from exposing the
intended area for the engraving.  He flipped the bottom of her skirt to her
waist and admired the gorgeous ass.  "It go here," Lu said and pointed to a
spot at the upper region of Lori's right cheek.  Then he drew a frame with
his finger on her inflamed flesh and Lori flinched from his bold touch.

   Lu left her buttocks fully exposed and went to work readying his
equipment for the task.  Every few seconds his glare returned to Lori's
shapely butt and a little evil smile crossed his face.  Yes, he decided, he
was surely going to enjoy ravishing this gorgeous piece of ass.

   He glanced in Ken's direction and immediately saw the man gave his full
approval with a nod of his head.  When his friend suggested to him days ago
that he wanted a tattoo put on his slut's ass, Lu had thought Ken was nuts.
First he wondered how a married man could have a slut, but also he wondered
how a woman would ever allow such a thing?  Seeing Lori prone on his
worktable, Lu was about to realize a dream of his life.  He fantasized for
years of fucking a truly sexy, white woman and now here she was lying on
his table.

   Lori held her legs together with a desperate plea it was all a bad
dream. Suddenly Lu got much bolder and moved to the end of the table where
Lori's feet were.  He put his small hands on her ankles and his grip was
viselike as he forcibly moved her feet apart.  Wider he spread her legs
until he spotted the narrow, pink slit between her thighs.  Lu marveled at
the fact he could see no hint of hair and shifted Lori's legs apart until
he could see the puffy lips open slightly on their own.

   Lu had never seen anything so alluring or so enticing.  Lori sensed what
the little artist was doing but one glance at Ken told her there was no
alternative.  Oh, how she wanted to jump off the table but she knew that
Ken would not allow that.  Like a timid little girl about to be scolded,
she lowered her eyes and stared at the soft leather in front of her face.
She could only imagine what the man was looking at and how exposed her
lower body was to his hungry ogling.  Degree by degree her temperature rose
until Lori was completely flushed with embarrassment.

   The fact Ken had promised payment, but a payment beyond anything Lu
could imagine, fueled the lust in Lu's brain.  This gorgeous woman
willingly spread her legs to expose herself, he inferred, and she did not
move a muscle to stop what was happening.  His pecker was fully hardened
and put a small bulge in the front of his pants as he anticipated fucking
this sexy creature.

   Suddenly Ken was at her side and Lori knew he was up to no good.  He put
his big hands on her legs, grabbing her about the knees and pretended to
hold them apart.  Slowly, he caressed upward, caressing the insides of her
thighs, making Lori shiver as he drew closer to her precious opening. 
Visions appeared on the insides of Lori's eyelids as she pinched them
closed.  They showed how wanton she must appear with her legs splayed so
openly.  She imaged both men spying her nudity with evil intent.

   Lori almost expected it when fingers touched her.  A finger easily
slipped between her puffy labia and the only thing Lori wondered was who
invaded her exposed pussy.  The answer made her cringe in fear.  "Oh fuck,
I never see such gorgeous cunt.  Lu fuck like you promise, right?" the
artist whispered in his broken English.

   Ken's promise to reward him by having intercourse with Lori was foremost
in Lu's mind.  He stared at her cunt and it was truly the most erotic
experience of his life as his finger penetrated the puffy, pink lips.

   Lori uttered tiny sobs and felt totally helpless when fingers pinched
her clitoris.  Suddenly, the throbbing bud was pulled out from its
distended hood much to her dismay.  Lori felt like crying when the slippery
clit was rolled, pinched, squeezed and molested and there was nothing in
the world she could do about it.

   She prayed for deliverance.  Anything to get free of the obtrusive
fingers and the damning caresses, she implored.  Lu was in heaven.  He
stretched the tender morsel until it was twice its normal size.  He could
not imagine anything more astounding.  It was time to get on with the
tattoo and Lu reluctantly let the swollen treasure slip out of his fingers.
Lori breathed a big sigh of relief and hoped the little bastard would now
leave her alone.

   Lu moved around the table to the right side, but Lori couldn't get her
legs closed fast enough.  It may have been a small triumph but to Lori it
was huge.  Free at last, she thought, but it was only a fleeting respite.
Lu moved his tray of instruments up to the table and decided the quicker he
finished the tattoo, the sooner he would be able to ravage Lori's, sexy
body.

   Lori jumped when Lu wiped a sterile, cotton swab over her right cheek
prolonging the caress.  "I clean...  draw head on ass," he said and
promptly started to etch a rough drawing of the Seahawk symbol with his
pen. Lori closed her eyes and tried to block out the upcoming episode
intended to be the ultimate humiliation by her captor.

   Her heart skipped a few beats when the needle instrument began the
ardent task of tattooing, and then beat hurriedly as the artist worked the
magic device.  It was ink and wipe, ink and wipe and Lori only imagined
what the inflamed cheek of her ass looked like.  A loud buzzing sound
filled the air and then pain rushed through her brain.  Tears definitely
ran down her rosy cheeks as Lu skillfully etched the dreaded Seahawk head
on the cheek of her ass.

   It took many minutes for the tattoo to be permanently inked into her
skin.  It had to be the longest yard, the longest 30 minutes of her life
before the humiliation was complete.  For the strangest reason, Lori got
some comfort when Ken stood at her side and held her dainty hand.  He
wrapped his big, strong fingers around her small hand and it gave Lori a
sense that he would protect her.  Somehow it washed away the negative
aspects of her getting a tattoo and filled her head with the thought she
was pleasing Ken.

   At that precise moment, Lori readily let her soul flow through her
womanly body to the junction of the two hands.  She was willing to fulfill
any of her mentor's demands.  So when the buzzing stopped and Lu wiped the
excess ink off her butt, Lori felt a great wave of relief wash over her.

   Ken squeezed her hand.  It was time to comply with Ken's degrading
wishes, she realized.  Maybe it was telepathy or just Lori's willingness
but she understood Ken's promise and without a word, she opened her legs.
It was an offering she would live to regret but she was unable to stop. 
Lori let her mind sort of drift off into dreamland and suddenly, she felt
someone moving between her splayed legs.  Her head came up off the table
and she glanced behind to see Lu was kneeing on the table.

   His intentions were obvious.  A million things rushed through Lori's
mind as she stared at the almost naked man who was going to fuck her right
there on his worktable.  Lori knew what Ken wanted most.  He wanted her to
struggle and protest like his devoted slut but reluctantly surrender to his
friend's assault.

   She tried to raise her upper torso but Ken was instantly in her face. 
"Don't worry sweetheart.  Lu will be quick and I'm sure he will blow his
load into you in a hurry," Ken whispered.  He grabbed a handful of her hair
and forced her to look into his demanding eyes.  "Talk to me babe.  Tell me
what he is doing and I want to hear my little sweetheart talking like a
slut," he said and held her stare until she could not refuse his orders.

   "Oh gawd Ken.  He's going to do it, isn't he?  No, he's between my legs;
I can feel his pecker on my ass.  Oh gawd, he's rubbing it all over my ass,
Ken please make him stop," she whispered without hope of getting her pleas
answered.  He merely gave her head a shake and indicated he wanted her to
keep speaking.

   "Oh no, I can feel his cock between my legs and he is, oh gawd Ken, he
is putting it there.  Oh gawd, he is pushing it in, into my pussy.  Please,
oh Ken, he's in, oh gawd he's inside me," came the dire moans of protest
but they merely inflamed the minds of two men.  It was strange but Ken
wanted to humiliate his devoted Lori even more.  He needed to hear it all
so he gave stern indications by holding Lori's head in a demanding fashion.
Staring directly into her teary eyes, Ken moved his lips without uttering
an order out loud.

   "Ken, oh gawd, he's doing it...  his cock is fucking me...  but, but oh
gawd I wish it was you...  You bastard, are you happy?  I dream of you
making love to me, fucking me, of you putting your cock so deep inside my
cunt.  You're a bastard for doing this to me...  I don't want to think
about you...  but I can't stop myself.  I want to be your slut," Lori
whispered knowing she was slipping deeper and deeper in her neighbor's
grasp.

   She had said it to him.  Lori had told Ken that she was his woman, his
slut and that she dreamed of him, but now she felt relieved.  Ken was too
powerful, she deemed, and controlled her inner being like no other.  She
felt the little Chinese man fucking her like she was a bitch in heat but
dreamed of Ken taking her soul like he always did.  Lori blocked out the
demoralizing fact she was having intercourse with a stranger merely for
Ken's entertainment.

   Lu began pumping in and out of his captured bitch.  Nothing like this
had ever happened in his life.  His sharp fingers dug into the tender flesh
of Lori's hips as his mind exploded with lust.  "Fuck, oh fuck it so good.
Lu fuck slut like you say.  Oh fuck, it good," he moaned.  Hearing the
little man's words instantly made Lori feel used.

   His tempo increased and Lori could tell he was reaching the crest. 
Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her volcano.  Lu shot burning lava all
over her ass, covering her flushed cheeks with globs of cum.  He had to
have his tiny fist around his cock as he ejaculated and Lu pumped his
pecker until he was finished blasting his hot load.  Marveling at the sight
of his cum covering Lori's flesh, he ran his fingers in the cum spreading
it all over, embarrassing Lori to the utmost.

   "That was fucking wonderful, slut.  I have a good mind to fuck my little
bitch right here but it's getting late.  It's getting late and we have to
go but I would love to see the look on Andy's face when he sees the
tattoo," Ken whispered sending a shiver through Lori's body.

   'Oh gawd,' she thought, 'what will Andy think of me when he sees the
Seahawk?' Lori felt the sterilizing cream applied by Lu sooth her newly
inked tattoo and allowed the artist to apply a protective bandage.  She was
in a complete daze while Ken manhandled her until she was ready to depart
the decrepit parlor.  He held her by the arm and they hailed a cab for
home.

   It was a quiet ride and neither said a word until the car was within
sight of Lori's house.  "I'm sure he'll be okay with it.  But if he gives
you any guff, call me and I'll straightened him out.  I'll kick his mealy
ass into Grover county if he gives my sweetheart slut any trouble," Ken
informed Lori.  She had no doubts that he was dead serious.  Suddenly for a
reason beyond her understanding, Lori felt protected and closer to her
hated neighbor than she could ever imagine.

   THE END

   Chapters 5 and 6 were intended to be one chapter but it ran on much
longer than I anticipated.  Now that chapter 6 is posted, I will begin work
on ch7.  I left hints as to what direction the story will take and hope my
loyal readers will keep watching for new posts.  Please send your comments
and suggestions as I always appreciate feedback.  

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