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Helping the Babysitter Become a Model
By Not My Story
E-Mail: notmystory@gmail.com

Warning:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The following
story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains
descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex
stories upset you, DO NOT read any further. If it is illegal in your
location, DO NOT read it.
This is a copyrighted work. Copyright by Not My Story. Reposting or
any other use of it is strictly prohibited without the express,
written permission of the author, except that it may be posted as part
of a review or posted to a free-access, noncommercial archive sites.

Disclaimer: I neither know nor have I met either Shelly Slater or
Casey Curry and am sure both are very nice ladies who neither enjoy
nor condone such behavior. But both are beautiful and sexy women.

Please send me your thoughts and suggestions.
notmystory@gmail.com

Chapter 6
As Bob went to get a few more camera's Sara Kai dropped the large bag
she was carrying over her shoulder to the floor. Next the horny Asian
knelt between Kristin's legs and began running her hands up the bound
girl's legs. The smooth soft skin of the youth felt like silk and sent
tingles into Sara. She enjoyed women and the younger the better.
Kristin felt the light touch move up her legs first moving up her
outer calf then sliding into her inner thigh. The touch delicate and
loving, moving lightly over the top of her skin, the other woman's
nails teasing her as they moved up her body. She felt the fingers
making an outline around her tender flowered snatch. They moved around
teasingly moving from one thigh to the other above her delicate sex
and then to one side before sliding over to the other.
Sara watched as the girl moved under her touch, whimpers told the
story of her pain and discomfort. Seeing she was sensitive to the
touch and her body was sore and in pain. Sara retrieved a herbal
lotion from her bag and squirted it in her hand.
As the cool lotion touched her skin Kristin bit her lip, she feared
the impending pain she was sure to follow it. But the pain never came
the lotion, smoothing the pain she felt, her skin no longer felt like
it was burning. Even as the hands worked the lotion into the folds of
her abused cunt, she felt the relief flow over her. The hand coated
every inch of her skin in the soothing comfort she found from the
cream. The hands now freely roamed her body moving from one end to the
other, exploring every crevice every inch of her exposed skin.
Sara moved in and began kissing young Kristin first just above he slit
then to the left then the right. Next she lowered her lips, bringing
them to Kristin's lower lips. To begin with she ran her tongue over
the pink pouting pedals exposed between the girl's legs. Her licking
then turned into a mixing of licking and sucking.
Kristin was sure she felt the touch of another woman, the feel of the
touch, the scent from her antagonist all convincing her she was with
another woman. She felt the women lower her mouth to her womanhood
then after several minutes of this sensation she felt the mouth
envelope her. The feeling unlike when Bob had used his mouth and
tongue on her this was delicate and thoughtful. If it was not for her
since of disgust she would have been able to enjoy herself. As the
other woman worked her magic on Kristin she fought hard to push back
the feelings she had from the other woman's touch. She felt sick,
perverted, had could she get pleasure from this. She was winning the
battle, calming herself down even as the tongue darted back and forth
inside her. But then as soon as a rough hand pinched down on her right
breast holding it in pain for only a few moments, the flood gates
where opened. The feelings she had worked so hard to oppress rushing
back into her mind. She lost all will power and restraint she had
worked so hard to repress.
Sara smiled hearing Kristin moan in pleasure as she worked the girl
over passion running freely through both women now. Moving her hands
behind her back she unzipped the small black leather skirt, tossing it
to the side of the room. She moved her crotch deliberately over
Kristin's open, moaning mouth.
Kristin felt the other body hovering over her own as she found her
pleasure rising again uncontrollably. As the warm moist v of Sara's
legs dropped onto Kristin's face she began licking the cunt hovering
over her mouth trying to pleasure her partner as she was receiving it.
Again she climbed the mountain feeling herself near the verge of
bliss. The two worked there tongues into each other for and eternity
it had seemed.
While the women drove one another to the peaks of ecstasy Bob had
unbound Kristin's arms and legs next he pulled the bandages from her
puffy eyes. The bodies of the women tangled together an erotic sight
as they worked feverishly to pleasure one another.
Sara soon felt her release, an orgasm flowing through her body howls
of pleasure came billowing into the air. Even as Kristin felt her
partner's orgasm run through her body she was troubled by her own lack
of pleasure.
As Sara moved off the bed retrieving her clothes Kristin spied Bob
standing, pants down, dick hard. She was drawn to his member she
needed it, she needed the release it could give her.
She moved on hands and knees to it crawling across the bed. She
reached out and took hold of it. Drawing it to her gently she kissed
it then maneuvered it to her backside. Difficult as it was for her she
helped guide his cock into her yearning cunt. Happy to finally feel a
dick in her she began to grind against it pushing, herself against his
cock while screaming in excitement. She fucked him aggressively having
three climaxes before he emptied himself into her.
As soon as his cock left her cunt her feelings of grief, disgust,
perversion, flooded back to her mind what had she just done and why.
She felt sluttish and low, she was a whore, a common slut and she
hated it. She never had these feelings before but then again she had
only been sexually active less than a week now, maybe she was a whore.
She looked up as the woman she had been so intimate with just minutes
ago took her hand and guided her to the restroom through the other
door in the room. As the women cleaned and showered Kristin was
troubled by taking a shower with the older woman. She was a beautiful
Asian women perhaps in her mid thirties. She had an incredible body
and would have drove most men wild. But as she showered with the woman
she felt uncomfortable as the older woman soaped her up and cleansed
her. The most uncomfortable part had to be when she reached in and
removed the tiny balls from within her snatch. Although having the
aggravating little intruders finally removed brought a since of relief
to her she was uncomfortable having another women touch her this way.
Once cleansed both inside and out the older woman guided Kristin out
and once dressed herself began grooming Kristin. She pulled Kristin's
hair back and tucked it up and using bobby pins tied her hair up
tightly on top of her head. Next she applied the cream again, to
Kristin's relief making her well used body stop aching as badly as it
had. Kristin was then led from the bathroom to the other room and
guided to a padded chair. Her arms where bound to the arms of the
chair and then her feet. Next a strap was placed around her neck
making it hard for her to move her head about.
She looked around still unable to hear the movement in the room
through the noise screaming in her ears. The woman gently pressed
Kristin's cheeks together forcing her mouth open. Kristin felt the
plastic wedge pushed into her jaw first one side then the other. She
then felt the strap pulled around her forehead. As the strap was
pulled tight she found she was unable to move her head or close or
mouth. She watched in horror as Sara using a silver medal device
reached into her mouth and captured her tongue. She winced in pain as
the device pinched her tongue then she really got scared as she saw
the women bringing the silver jewelry to her mouth.
The pain was sharp and intense as the women pierced her tongue then
securing the stud in place removed the medal device she used to hold
her tongue. Next she cautiously removed the plastic blocks forcing
Kristin's mouth open. Now free to do so the tortured girl began to
scream in pain.
Unmoved by the girls obvious discomfort she moved her attention to her
nose and using a false stud she pinched the sharp stud into girls
nose. The thin wire that clamped the stud in place hard to see. She
then moved to the girls left breast and applied another of these false
studs to it as the poor girl continued to wail in grief.
She stood back and admired her handiwork the girl looked like she had
both her breast and nose pierced and someone would have to do a close
examination to tell that they where clipon's. She then took her pencil
and began drawing on the girls right breast, she worked quickly and
soon you could read the writing on Kristin's chest. "Daddy's Slut"
written across her right breast.
The Asian rubbed the finish product with a scrap of newspaper and to
her amazement Kristin saw it looked like she had a tattoo on her
breast. Next the women went to work on her left thigh placing a small
star on her inner thigh and doing the same thing to it. As the time
passed she also placed a flower on her ankle and a snake wrapped
around a woman's leg on her arm. To Kristin's horror she wondered what
it would take to get the art off her body before her folks saw it.
Drying the tears from her face, the girl no longer crying Sara began
to apply make-up to her face. She painted it on the young girl making
her look whorish and trashy. Bob had been filming the whole time
capturing her transformation on film. Finally Sara removed the buds
from her ears and the small transmitters behind them. She then
replaced the stylish studs worn by Kristin with Goddy medal hoops. Bob
began to speak to the girl as Sara applied mascara and lipstick to the
youngster.
Kristin listened to Bob's instructions and already beaten down and
seemingly broken as she was she looked defiantly at him when he told
her they where going to a party where she would entertain some friends
of his. Although she said nothing her reluctance could be seen in her
eyes she wanted to fight back demand her freedom but cautiously waited
till the time was right.
A blond wig was placed over her pinned hair, and then a small vinyl
mask with eye holes cut out was placed on her face. She was dressed in
a red garter and hose and then a small vinyl dress that barely covered
her ass and breast, pulling it to far up exposed her ass, pulling it
down to cover her ass allowed her breast to pop out the top. She was
then forced into the back of a van but not before receiving a sloppy
kiss from Sara. She got a look at herself in the side mirror of the
van she was stunned her bright red lips, rouge cheeks, and blue
eyelids. Sitting in the van Sara applied the final touch to Kristin's
costume by placing contacts in her eyes disguising the girls blue eyes
making them look brown.
The drive took over an hour, she rode in silence saying nothing. Bob
would speak occasionally telling her what he expected of her tonight.
When he would demand a reply from her she would mumble her
acknowledgement of his demand having trouble talking with her newly
pierced tongue. She had been forced to ride on a bench in the back of
the cargo van. She was unsure what time it was or where they had gone.
As she was helped out of the van she took note that it was very dark
outside and the building she was being led to looked familiar to her.
Once inside she was led down a back hallway and to a bedroom. The
music and voices she heard told the story there was a party going on
the music load. The voices and laughter of the party goers could be
heard from all directions. Immediately upon entering the room she saw
another woman on the bed she was naked and had a man fucking her from
behind while she sucked another man in her mouth.
Kristin stared at the woman in shock what a slut, she hadn't even
looked up when the door had opened. Kristin then took note of the
women's outfit she was blond wearing a pair of red hose and red garter
belt. The most troubling part was the mask she wore on her face it was
the same as the one on Kristin's.
As the man screwing the woman from behind moaned and shot his sperm
into the slut. Bob pulled the dress from Kristin's body almost having
to rip the tight vinyl from her body. The man pulled out from the
woman and she started to stand.
"Hey Bob." She said pulling on a matching dress of her own. "So this
is your big project uh?" she said looking Kristin over.
"Yep, my pride and joy." He said slapping Kristin on the ass. He
leaned over and repeated what was expected of her in Kristin's ear
before he extended his hand to the other woman and said. "Come on my
girl will get the next few." He said as they two walked out the back
door.
As soon as they left Kristin was pulled to the bed. The man who had
been receiving the blow job from the other girl positioned her on her
hands and knees and began to work his cock into her. As she looked at
the guy who had just cum in the other women she thought he looked
about twenty years old probably some college kid.
As soon as the one fucking her had gotten a rhythm to his strokes the
other man opened the door and invited someone else in. Kristin tried
to see who was coming in but her view was blocked by the other guy at
the door. Just as the door closed behind them she felt the guy pumping
her reach up and pinch her nipple roughly. Again she found her mind
floating as soon as his hand moved away. She was again in a state of
sexual duress needing release and humping against the man in her cunt.
She had closed her eyes taking in the feeling of the cock in her cunt.
She felt the dick pressed against her lips and as she opened her eyes
her mouth opened to accept it. She moved her eyes up the man's body
from his cock to his face as she rocked back and forth on the other
cock in her cunt. She looked up to see her older brother feeding his
cock into her mouth.
Chapter  7
Kristin stared up into her brothers lustful eyes as he began sliding
his cock in and out of her mouth. But no level of subliminal
conditioning could have prepared her for this disgusting turn of
events. Her mind screaming for the incestral actions to stop even as
she eagerly pushed her hips back on the man in her cunt. She tried to
pull her head back once, the shock had worn off, but her brother
grabbed the back of her head, holding her mouth in place on his dick.
She continued to stare into his eyes, finding herself in disbelief
that her brother Kyle would have anything to do with this sordid
scene. He had been brought up the same as her, in the church, taught
to be moral and decent. How could he be partaking in this orgy of sin?
As she fought back her revolution of having her big brother's cock
stabbing into her mouth she started to listen to the boy's
conversation.
Kyle began by saying "Damn your right she is hot!" as he speared into
her mouth deeper.
"I told you she's hot and willing!" the guy in her cunt retorted as he
slapped her on the ass.
Placing a hand under her chin Kyle looked down at her and asked "So
how many guys you plan on satisfying tonight baby?" She saw his eyes
when he asked her this, and for a moment she thought he had recognized
her. The man standing in the corner answered the question for her.
"I heard one of the guy's say you weren't stopping till the place was
empty. Ain't that right sugar." he said to her horror.
Kristin's eyes shot open wide with fear, as she worried he was telling
the truth. Then she felt the man behind her pull free of her cunt
saying "Hurry up Kyle lets switch."
Kyle pulled his cock from her mouth and the two men helped her stand
on the side of the bed. Kristin felt Kyle's eyes running over her body
as he complemented her on her Tat's and peircings. The other men
agreed they where very sexy as she was positioned in an opposite
manner this time. Her mouth in front of the first guy her ass pointing
at Kyle.
The boy now standing in front of her guided her mouth to his cock by
the back of her head. As she began sucking his member she was thankful
to take his sperm in her mouth instead of her fertile womb. As she
felt her partner near his climax she felt Kyle begin to press his cock
into her cunt. Soon her own brother was pounding his dick into his
baby sister. The fellow in her mouth had shot his load down her throat
and was replaced by someone new who had entered the room. As she
looked up at the owner of this new cock relief swept over her, she was
thankful at least it was no one she knew. She sucked this new cock as
her brother mercilessly pounded her from behind.
She tensed up and began to buck under her brothers thrust when she
felt him begin to climax in her womb. But even as she struggled to
break free Kyle grabbed her hips and worked himself deeper into her.
She felt him flooding her with his seed as squirt after squirt he
slowly emptied himself inside her.
As Kyle pulled his now softening dick from her pussy Kristin saw the
door open and someone else entered. As she tried to see who, the man
she was blowing pulled free and walked around to her rear. Kristin saw
him as he walked up to her face a smug grin on his face Reggie Morris,
Kyle's new friend. Kyle had met him a couple of weeks ago and the two
became fast friends. As it turned out both men where attending the
same school and although Reggie lived in an apartment of campus he had
agreed to help Kyle move into his college dorm. He had been at
Kristin's house just last weekend helping Kyle move.
As he approached her she saw him blow her a kiss. She watched as he
dropped his baggy shorts, revealing to her he wore no underwear.
Kristin looked at his massive cock hanging in front of her face. As he
pressed it to her lips she looked up meeting his eyes. While she
opened her mouth to allow the massive organ in she saw Reggie open his
own. The poor girl was shocked and scared to death, she watched the 22
year old move his lips, saying her name silently to her, and then
giving her a wink.
She couldn't believe it, he knew who she was. Was he working with Bob,
did he recognize her, as she began to wonder just how much he knew the
man behind her reached under her body and pinched her breast.
As the feelings of lust and pleasure washed over her, any worries she
had about Reggie where washed away as well, at least for now. She
again found herself in the throes of ecstasy, she moved her hands to
Reggie's body pulling him into her, while she ground her ass into the
man fucking her from behind. Moans of pleasure escaped her lips as
Reggie would pull his massive tool free of her mouth.
Kyle stayed and watched, as the vixen began screaming for it. She was
begging someone to fuck her. She sounded stupid or something talking
as though someone was holding her tongue. He had grown hard again,
never having been this close to such action, and he found it excited
him.
Before last week Kyle had never drunk a beer, although he'd been 21
one for several months. Now as someone handed him another one, he
chugged it down as he had several others that night.
As Reggie continued to force feed her his dick between her moans he
saw Kyle had been enjoying the sights and sounds. Seeing his friend
now sporting an erection he motioned him over to take Kevin's position
at her cunt. Kevin returned Reggie's evil grin as he pulled out of the
girl allowing her brother to take over.
Kristin her eyes closed as she was racked by another orgasm, felt the
man behind her leave her cunt, leaving her feeling empty. But before
she had opened her eyes she felt a cock slide in making her complete
again. She was in heaven, as she felt the warmth flow through her
body, even as somewhere deep in her mind her conscious mind screamed
for the indignities to stop. But the pleasure she felt, the
instructions she had been programmed with, overruled her own better
judgment. She reached behind her, to pull her lover into her, she
needed more. She had been programmed subliminally that she could never
be satisfied till her partner had orgasmed inside her. She would
remain frantic and in between orgasms till she felt his release fill
her.
Reggie felt the pressure in his balls build up, he was only seconds
away from spewing his spunk down her throat but first he wanted to
humiliate her just a little more.
"God Kyle do you know what are girlfriends would do if they caught us
here with this sleazy tramp?" He said looking her squarely in the
eyes.
He saw the pleading look cross the girl's face, it was just what he
wanted. He pushed in further her mumbling protest silenced as streams
of his seed began to flow down her throat.
"Damn dude, be nice you don't need to call her that. She's just a
friendly girl who likes to have fun and share with others." Kyle said.
She heard her older brother talk, he was behind her, he was fucking
her again. She turned her head as best she could with Reggie's cock
still stuffed in her throat. He was, how could he, she thought no
longer under the spell of her programming, she began to worry and
wonder, thoughts and feelings racing back to the front of her mind.
What was Reggie up to? What had come over Kyle? Her mother and father
would kill him if they knew this is how he behaved when he was off to
college. Then it finally hit her they wouldn't be to pleased with her
either. No, it wasn't the same thing she told herself. She had been
forced into this, she had been lied to, betrayed. She would never do
this willingly. Would she?
As she began to question her own actions she never even thought about
the two cocks being sawed into her mouth and cunt. The feelings now
natural, sucking the cock in her mouth second nature. She pushed
herself back on her brother's cock without so much as a conscious
thought of it. She opened her eyes looking at Reggie's crotch only
inches from her face. Turning her head she saw another guy stroking
his semi-erect penis as he watched her pleasure two men at once.
She was a whore. She had to be nothing else could explain her
behavior. No one had forced her to behave like this, she had done it
on her own. As she contemplated her actions, and what she had done,
she felt her brother inside her cunt, again he began to spew his spunk
in her tender womb for the second time. She was alarmed but made no
effort to stop him. What was the use he had already done it once the
damage probably already done.
Reggie still stroking his large organ in and out of her mouth, watched
as Kyle pulled away spent having just fucked his little sister. She
was happy to be free of having someone in her pussy and as soon as
Reggie pulled free of her mouth collapsed on the bed.
Reggie moved to her rear and flipping her over on her back he threw
her legs open and plunged his cock into her sloppy cunt. She grumbled
something before the other cock was placed at her lips. She was sore
and tired, probably pregnant from her older brother she just wanted it
to end. As she pushed against Reggie's chest trying to push him off
her, she began moving her head back forth not wanting another cock in
her mouth.
As Kevin the fraternity brother at her mouth, continued to try to gain
access to her oral cavity already on the verge of orgasm. Reggie
deflected her hands repeatedly enjoying her resistance. He had been
toying with the youngster up to this point but if she wanted to fight
he would have to get serious with her. He decided to show her what a
man felt like and slapping her arm away from him he shoved into her
deeply.
She wanted him out, he had been dipping his cock into her sore cunt
pressing in an inch or two and then pulling out. It only inflamed her
sensitive sex, she was sore and he wasn't helping. She continued to
try and push him off her. Then suddenly he sank his weight into her.
He was easily three times her size and when he put his weight into it
he sank deeply into her exposed sex.
God it hurt, his cock the largest she had ever felt to this point. It
stretched her still inexperienced cunt to new limits. It was not
pleasurable but painful. She started to scream in pain as he plunged
back into her. Kevin took the opportunity when she had stopped and
screamed to force his cock into her mouth.
The pain was immense as Reggie would pull almost free of her sex
before diving in with full force. She fought her arms flailing about
helplessly. Reggie and Kevin enjoyed the lively girl as they continued
their exercises on her.
Reggie only became concerned when he saw her begin to pull the mask
free from her face. Worried Kyle would learn her identity he reached
forward slapping her hand away. Hoping it would still be as effective
he then pinched her breast.
Kristin's struggles immediately turned to passion as the switch was
again flipped in her mind. She then began to enjoy the two men abusing
her soon she was gripping Reggie's ass and pulling him into her.
As the young girl sucked his cock into her mouth Kevin soon gave her
his creamy filling. As Kevin pulled away from her mouth Reggie
motioned for Kyle to take his place and then said.
"Come on Kyle let her get you hard again you can take her in the ass
and get it started for us all." He laughed.
Kyle stepped up as Reggie began kneading her breast sending the young
girl into a daze. She took Kyle's dick into her mouth again working to
harden his now well used shaft. As Kristin began to revive he
brother's limp pecker Reggie continued to pound into her cunt in slow
steady strokes, he could keep this pace all night. After a long wait
Kyle finally pulled free of Kristin's mouth his cock rigid and stiff.
Reggie his cock still impaled in the young girl grabbed to large
pillows from the bed and lifting the young girl, he spun her on his
large stiff rod and dropped her on her stomach on the pillows. Holding
his hand out for Kevin to apply the grease to his fingers Reggie began
to pry her ass cheeks open his cock still sliding in and out of her
cunt.
Next he began working his greased fingers into her anal passage. First
he circled her tiny bud applying a healthy coat of grease as he moved,
next he worked a finger in the puckered hole. Pulling free of her
asshole he allowed Kevin to squeeze more of the grease on his fingers.
Moving his hand back to her sphincter he worked a finger back in, then
a second. Kristin had grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it in
terror.
Once Reggie was able to work two hands into her tight virgin asshole
he pulled his hand and cock free motioning for Kyle to take his place.
Kyle stepped up. and after applying a small amount of grease to his
cock he positioned himself at her puckered sphincter. As he began to
push his cock into her ass Reggie had climbed on the bed and pulled
her head from the pillows just in time to hear her scream as her
brother broke her anal cherry.
As he broke past her outer ring Kyle was shocked as to how tight it
was. He had never had anal sex before and so hadn't expected the
pressure he felt on his cock. She was tight and he pushed in harder.
Reggie had forced his cock into her mouth forcing her to lick the cum
and pussy juices from his cock. Kyle had worked himself slowly into
her and now having got half his cock in her began a slow sawing action
moving up and down in her ass.
After just a few minutes the pressure had been to great and he jetted
his load into her ass. He was still spraying the white liquid when he
pulled free of her ass. Kyle congratulated him on a job will done as
he held Kristin's head up staring into her eye's.
Kyle taking a beer from Kevin chugged it quickly having worked up a
large sweat taking her ass. Reggie moved from her mouth to a standing
position behind the bed Kristin had turned to look at Kyle just as he
passed out in a chair.
As Reggie worked his massive cock into her ass she began to scream in
pain. Kevin then opened the back door and Bob walked in Camera in hand
as Kevin took her mask off. Next came the wig and finally he pulled
the bobbie pins holding her hair up out, letting it fall to her
shoulders freely. Bob took several photos as Kevin removed her
disguise and then began wiping her crying face.
Reggie was now buried in her ass, he had plunged his entire cock
inside her, and now pounded away at it feverishly. The young girl
screamed bloody murder, but no one came to help her. Reggie was
ravishing her deep in her bowels. She was helpless under the older
boys massive frame.
Bob capture her defilement on film as Kevin had finished cleaning the
whorish makeup from her face. Kristin cried as the men enjoyed the
sight she presented to them.
Reggie felt his moment near and pulling free off her stretched
sphincter, he and Kevin pulled Kristin from the bed to the floor, as
she sat on her knees on the floor exhausted from her ordeal. Reggie
took his place near her face and in moments began spraying her face
with his white streams of seed. Hitting her in the face and the chin
he coated her beautiful face in his jism.
As he pulled away from her spent Kevin and another young man moved the
unconscious body of her brother to the bed. Positioning his crotch
near her face as Bob began to snap photos of the scene.
Capturing Kristin's cum covered face and the face of her brother in a
single shot he took several more shots from different angles.
Kristin sat on her knees in pain unconcerned with what went on around
her she cried, emotionally and physically spent from her horrible
ordeal.
Kristin was then covered in a long black cloak and escorted to back to
the van. She never noticed the three tapes given to Bob by someone
else. She had no idea of the pictures being taken of her older brother
even as she was driven back to Bob's house. She knew nothing but pain
and humiliation.
Chapter  8
When Kristin awoke from her long slumber, she found herself lying
naked in Bob's bed again. As she lay there. she began to take
inventory of her current aches and pains. Her head was pounding, her
temples throbbing with pain. Her tongue was still sore and tender, a
dull pain iminating from the stud in her tongue. She felt sloppy and
loose, her ass still burned from her being taken anally. She felt the
cool air running over the puffy lips of her still inflamed cunt.
In fact, she was sore all over. Her pussy and ass, her breasts were
sore to the touch. Her nipples had swelled under her clip-on
peircings. Even her nose caused her pain, it too pinched by a fake
stud. Kristin felt the fluids still seeping out of her cunt and ass,
the deposits of her partners still oozing out of her. Her face was
covered in dry cum and tears, and she found that she couldn't even
bring herself to cry about her ordeal, as she was all cried out.
She got up and walked to the restroom slowly. It even hurt to just
walk. She spent the next two hours cleaning herself up, and thinking.
She was happy that she hadn't run out of hot water. She had needed to
at least feel clean, no matter how dirty she was now.
She had made some hard decisions during that time. She knew that she
couldn't go on this way any longer. She walked out of the bathroom,
covered in a only a towel, and began searching the house for Bob. She
found him in an office down the hall, his back turned to her, while he
worked on something on his computer.
As she entered through the open door he asked, "How's my sweet little
slut doing today? Did you sleep well?"
"I'm not." she said softly
"Not what?" he asked, again not bothering to even face her.
"I'm not a slut, and I'm not yours." she answered quietly.
"Oh, I see. Well, maybe not yet, but we're working on it." he replied
in a serious tone.
"It's over." she said timidly.
"I see. You do understand what that will mean, don't you?" he asked
calmly.
"Yeah, but I don't care. You'll never use me like that again." she
replied softly, but firmly.
"Well that's yet to be seen." he said smugly.
"I don't care anymore. I'm going to tell my parents everything when
they get home. I'll show them the pictures and you can do what you
want, I can't go on doing stuff like that anymore." she said
authoritatively but quietly.
"Well that's fine by me. I'll send your father and other family
members this packet." he said tossing a large brown envelope at her,
as he finally turned to face her. He opened a large folder with
hundreds of prints, and continued talking. "I can understand how you
can make this decision for yourself, but making that choice for
others, not even letting them decide for themselves." he said sliding
a photo across the desk at her.
Kristin looked down at the photos presented to her to her. She sat
seemingly looking into the camera in the picture, sperm dripping down
her chin. Her brothers cock just inches from her face, apparently
having just drenched her. The two looked both willing and wanting.
From this photo one would think that the two where willing lovers,
having just had a blissful session of love making.
"I mean you might be comfortable telling everyone about all of your
sexual experiments." he said, as he slid another photo on top of the
previous one, this one showing her in various positions with various
partners. The first photo that he slid across, showed her with a man
screwing her, while she orally pleasured a second man, while a third
cock could be seen just to the other side of her face. The next photo
showing her taking a cock in her ass, while she was sucking another
cock. This photo was followed by more of her with various men. In
some, you could even see that her brother was fucking her. These
photos's where followed by pictures of her and the beautiful Asian
woman, with the two women pleasuring one another. Kristin knew that
she looked more than willing in all of the photos, and in several, she
appeared to be enjoying herself quite a bit.
"But are you willing to ruin others lives as well." he asked, sliding
a new series across the desk for her to see.
She looked down shocked at what she was seeing. The photo's showed
Kyle with a dick near his mouth, something was running down his chin.
Another showed him bent over the bed, a nude a man was apparently
behind him. All of the photos in this set, showed her brother in
apparent homosexual acts.
"My colleague Reggie took these photos of your brother, after we left
last night. I was afraid that you might feel this way, so we decided
to get the most out of you early." he told her, thumping his fingers
on the table. "Oh don't worry, no one actually touched your brother.
I'm happy to say that we all find you more to our liking. But no one
would know that, just looking at these pictures." he said, tapping his
finger on one on the desk.
"I know your brother's and your father's feelings about homosexuality.
Just imagine how they'll feel when they see these." he paused.
"What will Daddy think when he see's Kyle sucking cock, while your
carpet munching on another woman." he said, pulling a photo of Kristin
from the pile, which showed her eating out the Asian woman.
"So go ahead and take these home to show them around. When your father
dies of a heart attack after seeing this stuff, just remember how YOU
decided that YOU couldn't do it anymore, and YOU choose to ruin
everyone in your family's life. I mean it's only fair that they should
all have to pay, because you can't keep you legs together. Now go on
get the fuck out of here!" he said, raising his voice.
"Okay let's see, here's the church's directory, the high school's
faculty directory, this years PTA's mailing list, the Wilson's..." Bob
said, as he turned back to his computer, flipping through the various
directories. "I have that mailing list from you last family reunion
here somewhere." he said, shuffling through the papers on his desk.
"Stop it! Just stop it!" Kristen said, through her sobs. "What do you
want from me?" she screamed. "I just can't do it anymore!" she cried.
Bob continued working, as his printer began spitting out mailing
labels, at a hundred per sheet.
"Please. Can't we work something else out, I just can't do that again.
I can't!" she pleaded with him.
"You know, at first I was going to mail out one of those packets to
like the whole town. But Reggie suggested sending out these multimedia
Cd's." he said, pointing to spindles of CDs. "I can make them up for
like two cents a piece, and then mail 'em out at bulk rate. That would
save me a bundle of money, by only sending the big prints to the
important folks. You know your family, the church elders, the
principal and your teachers, and the school newspaper. Oh yes, and the
president of the school photography club. He's still got a crush on
you, you know." he said, not even bothering to look up at her.
"My lawyer's gonna love showing these video tapes of you at the trial.
Maybe I'll get lucky and one of the tabloids will pick up your story.
Hell I own the copyrights, I could sell the tapes on the internet and
make millions. I could leak the story myself, selling the photos and
videos of you and your brother I'll be rich." he chuckled to himself.
"This could be the best thing that's ever happened to me." He howled.
"Please, please, there has got to be something else that I can do.
I'll do your laundry, cook for you, clean your house, wash your
dishes, anything. Please there's got to be something else I can do for
you PLEASE?" she begged him.
"No, I'm afraid not. Not unless you know some other sweet young sexy
thing to make me money." Bob said, unconcerned by her crying.
"Please I can't. It's not me I can't do the things that you want me to
do. I can't it's just sick, and I can't do that anymore." she bawled.
"Yeah, I heard you, and told you that's fine with me. Now get the fuck
out out of here. I've got work to do." he replied, as his printer shot
out another page of address labels.
"NO." she screamed, loud enough to stop him from doing what he was
doing. He turned to her, just as she dropped to her knees in agony.
"Save the drama bitch." he said hatefully, angered by her outburst.
Kristin was taken aback by his anger. He had said some mean and
disgusting things to her, but he had never talked to her in this
manner. She felt threatened by his tone of voice. She could see the
anger and hatred in his eyes. She had, up to even that moment, at
least a little hope that he was bluffing, that he wouldn't actually
mail those photos out, but as she saw his eyes, her last doubts faded
from her mind.
"What do you want from me?" she cried.
"I want you to leave." he replied, still angry at her.
"No. Please don't! Please." she begged him, still on her knees in his
doorway
"Too late. I gave you a chance, and you told me that you would do as I
said, and now you tell me you can't. Get out and I'll make my money
off you in other ways." he spat out.
She watched, as he began applying his labels to the paper sleeves,
then sliding the disks into them.
"No! Please give me another chance, please." she cried
"Why? You said that you couldn't do it. That it was sick. Remember
you're done. Now get out, I have some things to mail, and things to
sell." he said, his tone now less angry.
"I'm sorry I. I. I was wrong. I made a mistake. I don't want to, but
I'll... Is there any other way we can do this. I would do anything to
just keep you from mailing those pictures out. Please." she begged,
trying to sound calm and friendlier.
"I expect you to do anything and everything that I tell you to do.
You're to be my personal little fuck doll, to do with as I please. You
will allow me to film and photograph you doing anything that I want,
with anyone that I want you to do it with, and you're to do it without
and questions, or any hesitation. That's what you can do to keep me
from mailing these pictures of you out." he replied, retuning to
labeling his envelopes.
"Bob, please. There must be some other way, anything?" she begged.
"I told you, find me a girl as beautiful and as innocent as you are,
who will do this for me, and if she stacks up to you, I'll let you out
of our contract, but then you'll still be my cock slave. Those are the
choices. So, do you know anyone who would take your place?" he asked,
and waited for her reply.
"Well do you?" he asked impatiently.
Kristin was still trying to come to grips with her fate, and shook her
head no.
"Alright, now you have two more choices. You can walk out of here and
face the consequences, meaning the pictures of you and your brother
mailed to everyone that I told you I'd mail them to, or you can
fulfill your contract, and be my slave. That will mean that you have
to do everything that I tell you to do, or else I'll still send these
out to everyone that you know. Keep your end of the deal, and no one
that you know will ever see any of them. It's your choice, what's it
going to be?" he explained to her again.
Bob settled in for a long wait, but it only took her a moment.
"I'll do it. Okay? I'll do it." she cried.
"No, I'm afraid not. I trusted you once, and you've already changed
your mind three times now. I don't think I can afford to waste anymore
time or money waiting to find out if you'll change it again." he said,
his voice distant, as he concentrated on the work at hand.
"I won't. I'll do what I've promised to. I swear that I'll keep up my
part, if you just don't send those pictures out." she said, drying the
tears from her eyes. "I'll do whatever you want. I'll be you're slave.
I'll work out that contract. I'll do anything to keep you from mailing
that stuff out okay?"
"I suppose I could give you one more chance." drawing the last three
words out real slowly, "But you'll have to be punished, and tested
after what you've pulled on me." he said, turning to look at her for
her approval.
Kristin found it hard to believe that he could say these things to
her. What had she pulled? He was the one pulling stuff. All the
terrible things that he had put her through, and he wanted to claim
that she had pulled something, what hypocrisy. She felt his eyes on
her, and knew that she had to say something, she had to stop him from
mailing those sinful images of herself and Kyle. Bob was right, she
could destroy her own life, but she couldn't bring herself to destroy
the rest of her family.
"I understand, and I'll do whatever I have to do, in order to make it
up to you." she said, as sincerely as she could.
"Very well then, step over here." he said, motioning her to his side
of the desk.
As she stood in front of him, Bob opened a desk drawer, and pulled a
studded collar from it. Kristin studied the leather strap, as he
wrapped it around her neck. It had small steel studs, about a 1/4 inch
across, that stuck out about 1/4 inch as well, from the outside of the
leather. The inside was lined with a smooth medal band, in the middle
of the fine leather. There was a small leather pouch on the back,
perhaps large enough to hold two or three nine volt batteries. She
felt him buckle it in place, at the back of her neck, a cold chill ran
down her spine, as he clicked the tiny master lock in place, ensuring
that she couldn't remove the strap.
Although the collar was only half an inch thick, it felt extremely
heavy around her neck. Next he had her put on a pair of 6 inch black
stilleto heels. By no coincidence, the shoes fit perfectly she
relized. again he had planned this all out, playing her like a harp.
She felt unsteady in the high heeled pumps, as she had never worn
anything higher than a four inch heels, and even then only once or
twice.
The shoes forced her to stand on her tip toes, and Bob turned her
around, pulling both of her arms behind her back. He instructed her to
lace her fingers together, as he held her arms up and back from her
body. As he released her arms, he ordered her to hold them there. She
then felt him slide a leather sleeve up both of arms. The tube was
pulled up over both arms, almost two inches above her elbows, and then
tightly tied in place.
Forced to stand as she was, her arms pulled behind her back, and
standing on her toes in the high heels, her breasts where pushed up
and out, prominently from her body. He turned her to face him again,
and pulled the towel from her body, letting it fall to the floor. As
he sat back down in his comfortable office chair, he opened his pants
and let them fall to the floor.
"Blow me." he said, as he cupped her tits in his hand gently.
He sat and watched, as the poor girl tried to decide how best to
comply with his demand. She first tried to merely lean her head down
and into his lap, but having her arms streched and bound behind her,
as they were, she found that this was impossible. She stood and
surveyed the situation for a moment, before he spoke.
"On your knees." he told her.
She looked around, as she again tried to decide how to accomplish his
demand. She looked around for something to lean on. In the high heels,
with her arms bound behind her, she had no easy way to get down on her
knees. She looked at him pleadingly, hoping that he would offer to
help her, instead his face showed his impatience.
Bob looked at her, wondering if she would be creative enough to find a
solution. He watched happily as she leaned against the wall, and
dropped to one knee. Bringing herself down onto her other knee, she
brought her head into his lap. She looked at his semi-erect prick,
just inches from her face. Just days ago, she hadn't even seen a man's
cock live and in person, and now she had seen more than she ever
imagined she would in her entire life.
Reluctantly, she took his flaccid cock into her mouth, and slowly
began to suck on it gently and lightly. Her tongue throbbed, her jaw
ached, but she forced herself to try and pleasure him. She looked up
at him, and he was watching her bobbing her head up and down on his
dick. She was working slowly, forcing herself through her pain and
disgust, in order to try and please him. She worked his prick in and
out of her mouth, for twenty minutes she struggled to please him.
While she moved up and down on his cock, he had picked up the phone,
and made a call. She listened to her tormentors call, her worries
mounting, as he continued his conversation.
"Yeah, that was some party! How much shit did you get in when I pulled
her out, before any of the actual fraternity brothers got a piece." he
paused, as he listened to whoever he was talking to, "Really, well we
can do that. So the whore just was pissed off that some outsider had
all the fun. Fuck'em we provided them with a substitute. If they want
some, we can make some sort of deal with 'em. Everything is for sale."
he laughed "No she's sucking my cock as we speak. You still got the
party bang barge? Great, gas it up and bring it over, it's time for a
road trip." he said, hanging up the phone.
She had really been working hard to bring him to an orgasm, and just
when she was ready to give up, he grabbed the back of her head, and
forced her mouth all of the way down, over his cock. Finally he
orgasmed in her mouth again, flooding her mouth with his disgusting
white fluid. She gagged and coughed, as he held her down on his prick,
spewing his seed into her mouth. When he finally finished spurting his
foul deposit into her sore throat, and released her head, allowing her
to fall to the floor, weak and sickened.
He stood up, pulled his pants up, and taking a leash from the desk
drawer, clipped it to the collar around her neck. She felt him tug at
it, and tried to get up, but she couldn't, bound as she was. He
grabbed her bound arms and pulled her to her feet. The pain of being
pulled up this way, causing her to scream out in pain.
Without saying a word, he dragged her down the hall by the leash. She
almost fell twice, as he led her down the stairs to the kitchen.
"You need to eat." Bob told her, as he took a dog dish out from under
the sink.
Kristin started to think that she had only eaten twice in the past
three days, and was feeling very hungry, now that he mentioned it. She
stood there looking out his large patio window, wondering if anyone
could see her like this, not really paying attention to him. He had
filled one side of the dish with milk, and the other with her favorite
food, chicken fried rice. He then placed the bowl on the floor, and
tugged at her leash, indicating that she should eat, as he dumped his
portion of the Chinese food onto a plate, and placed it on the table.
She looked at the food on the floor, and then began to complain.
"I won't..." she began to say, when suddenly the shock hit her,
causing her to collapse to the floor. The pain that shot out of her
collar, and into her neck, was excruciating.
Without even looking at her, he said. "I said eat! Reggie will be here
in a little while, and we still have to get you dressed."
Chapter  9
Finding herself on the floor, the pain dissipating, she tried to
recuperate. Kristin pulled herself up to her knees, she found that she
was in front of the Dog dish, filled with food. Hungry and worried of
what Bob would do to her, she slowly began eating from the bowl.
Kristin was surprised to find that it was actually good tasting food.
Soon she was lapping up the contents, and occasionally licking up the
milk.
As soon as she finished, Bob drug her up to her feet by her bound
arms. She winced through the pain, as she steadied herself on her high
heels. She found the walk up the steps even more dangerous, than the
one down had been earlier. She was led into Bob's bedroom, where he
slapped her on her ass, before he began to untie her arms. When he had
freed her, he directed her to get dressed, handing her a hanger with
the clothing that he expected her to put on.
She looked over the contents of the hanger, unsure of just what she
had. Two swipes of bright red cloth hung from the wire, one about 8
inches thick and the other about twice that. She slowly pulled the
thicker strip from the hangar, and put the hangar on the bed. She
examined it unsure what the stretchy material was. Finding it was sown
together in what she assumed was the back. Deciding that it was meant
to be a skirt, she skeptically pulled it up her succulent legs, lining
the four inch slits opposite one another and assumed that they must
represent the bottom and sides of the skirt. She let it ride low on
her hips, hoping to hide her ass as best as she could, however the
skin tight garment did little to hide any part of her. Although she
tried her best to position the garment to cover as much off her ass as
she could, she still couldn't satisfy her sense of modesty, with the
thin strip of cloth.
Giving up, she turned her attention to the other garment still on the
hangar, and decided that it must be meant as the top, she began to put
it on. Again finding no tag, she assumed that there must not be a top
or bottom to it, and just pulled it on over her head. She again found
that she was unable to adequately cover herself with the tiny swath of
material. If she choose to cover the top of her chest, then the lower
quarter was left exposed. While if she covered the lower part of her
chest, she was dangerously close to exposing her nipples. And if she
centered the strip on her nipples, both the tops and bottoms of her
breasts peeked out a little. Deciding that it was best to conceal the
lower half of her breasts, for fear that they might pop out if she
didn't, she waited for his next instructions.
He had been busy pouring her a glass of something, and stopped when he
turned and saw her. She was the very essence of seduction, as she
stood there wearing the scant clothing. He could make out her nipples,
and even the jewelry still clipped in place on her chest. The skirt
she wore low, thus revealing her tight stomach and the upper curve of
her hips.
Bob handed her the glass and told her to drink it. Reluctantly she
drank the contents, looking down at the red liquid, unsure of what it
was that she was drinking. The taste was familiar to her, she had
drank this concoction Saturday morning, but was still unsure of just
what it was. When she had finished her drink, he led her into the
bathroom, where he instructed her to put on some make up, and fix her
hair. He told her, pointing to a photo on the cabinet next to a
curling iron, to make herself look just like that. He left the room as
she began working on her hair.
Using the iron and gel, she began to style her hair to look like that
of the girl in the picture. Teasing it into a fluffy mess, in an old
80's way, she did her best to make her hair a copy of the photo. Next,
she put on the make-up that Bob had provided her, the bright red lip
stick, the dark blue eye shadow and deep blush. Next she put on the
nail polish, a matching red to her dress and lips.
Bob returned just as she was blowing the last of her fingernails dry.
He grabbed her arm, and turned her to face him. Smiling at her, he
placed one of the small ear buds that she had worn earlier, in her
left ear, and then the other one in her right ear, before picking up
the leash, which was still dangling from her neck. As the evil sounds
again filled her mind, she looked into the mirror, and saw the slut
she had become, as she was pulled away by the leash.
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Jim Wilson sat at his dinning room table, unable to look his wife in
the face. Although they didn't usually do so, Jim had gotten up early
that day to attend the local church service. He had sat and listened
to the sermon over the ten commandments, as the guilty thoughts of his
sins ran through his mind, just as they had for the past twenty four
hours. He had sinned, he had committed adultery. He had helped to turn
a poor, sweet, innocent girl into a slut. He had allowed his lust for
her, to destroy her life, and he was terrified that it may destroy his
and his families as well. Brenda had asked him repeatedly what was
wrong several times over the last day, and he had convinced himself
that she somehow knew what he had done. He hadn't been able to sleep
or eat, he was so guilt ridden. Every time he saw his wife or son, his
guilt once again reminded him of what he had done.
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Kristin was led out to a large Winnebago, where she and Bob where
greeted by Reggie. She saw Reggie's lips moving, as he faced her, but
was unable to hear anything that he said through the noise being
pumped into her ears. She found herself pulled into the Winnebago by
her collar. As soon as she was inside, the volume of the noise in her
ears was turned down, she watched quizzically as Bob fiddled with the
small transmitter. Bob told her to use the restroom now, before they
got on the road.
When she returned from the bathroom, she was placed in one of the
seats, and secured to it. A leather band was wrapped around her waist
and buckled to the seat and then a chain was locked onto her collar.
She sat there silently while Bob secured her to the chair, surprised
that he hadn't restrained her arms. When he moved out from in front of
her, she could see that she was facing a small television. Bob's last
word's to her, before the volume of the noise being pumped into her
ears was turned back up was, "I don't want to hear a word from you
until we get there."
She sat silently, as he reached out and flipped the cloth of her top
down, and roughly pinched her nipples. He then turned away from her,
turning on the television, before he walked to the front of the RV.
As the fires of desire raced through her, she turned her head and
watched Bob walk to the front of the RV. She watched through her haze
of desire, as Bob closed the curtain, blocking her section off from
the front of the RV, as he sat down in the passenger's seat. Within
moments she felt the RV lurch into motion. She began looking around,
hoping to find someone or something to relieve her growing desires. As
she turned her head looking for relief, the image on the TV caught her
attention.
As she sat there watching the TV, the video of her losing her
virginity played out on the screen. She found her eyes locked onto the
screen, even as she felt the pain of betrayal deep down in her heart,
seeing her former boyfriend Billy again, as he pleasured her on the
screen. When this scene finished, some time later, it was replaced by
the scenes of her with her brother, Reggie and the others from the
party.
As she watched the action going on, on the screen, she was getting
hotter by the minute, and her hands had began to roam all over her
body. As one hand rubbed her chest, and the other began diving into
her cunt. Somewhere, in the back of her mind, she was begging herself
to stop. She closed her eyes and tried to look away, but even as
repulsed by the images on the screen as she was, she couldn't stop
herself. She was in an uncontrollable state of sexual arousal, she
needed to climax, and continued working herself into such a state of
arousal, so that she would cum. Poor Kristin couldn't hear the two men
laughing at her, as she moaned in desire, while she watched her sexual
exploitation on the screen.
The drive took just over two hours, and it was now just before four
o'clock on this warm Sunday afternoon, when the RV pulled in and
parked in the large mall's parking lot. A slap on her face drew her
attention away from the scenes that had repeated themselves over and
over on the TV's screen. She looked up to find Bob and Reggie staring
at her. She had her skirt bunched around her waist, and her top pushed
down below her tits. Seeing the two men, she was sure that they would
help her to find her release. Bob reached out and pulled the ear buds
from her ears, while Reggie pulled somethings from a cabinet behind
him.
She listened almost in a trance, as Bob explained what he expected of
her, "Okay Slut, I'm going to let you earn my trust back. I want you
to go into the mall here, and find some men. I have eight condoms
here, and I want them all filled with sperm, from eight different men.
You can bring them back here one at a time, or in groups of two or
three, or you can find a group of eight men to do all at the same
time, I don't care. It's almost four o'clock now, and the mall closes
at six, so you have just two hours in order to collect the sperm from
eight different guys. You have to bring them all back here to get
their juice and have them put the condoms in the bowl." he said,
pointing to the crystal bowl on the table next to a stack of Trojans
"If you don't have at least eight condoms full of spunk by 6:00, our
deal is off and I sell your videos and mail out your pictures to your
family, priest, teachers, principal and several of your fellow
students, especially those who you wouldn't want to date on a bet. You
know what I expect of you baby, so better go out there and get them in
here quickly!" he said, looking at the troubled youth.
"Oooooo" she said, still in desperate need of having a release.
After untying her from the chair, Bob tried his best to fix her
clothes, he removed the leash from her collar, before slapping her on
the ass and saying. "Go get'em baby. Make your master proud."
Bob followed the dazed girl from a safe distance, and video taped her
quest for a partner. She entered the mall and walked around, looking
around apparently lost. He knew that she'd probably never been to this
mall before and, as far away from their home town as they were, there
was very little chance that she would see any one who knew her. He
taped her movements, and also the reaction of the malls patron's, the
men stopping and staring, while the women gasped, as they looked at
the scantily clothed teen. Finally, after several minutes of
searching, she approached an older man, who appeared to be alone, as
he stood outside of a store. The man looked the youth up and down
hungrily, as she walked up and whispered something into his ear. The
two exchanged whispers, before she led him out of the mall, and back
to the RV.
Reggie watched the small black and white monitors, as young Kristin
dropped to her knees, and began undoing the older man's pants. He
watched her roll the condom over the man's already hard cock, as soon
as she had gotten his pants off of him. He stared in amazement, as she
pushed him back onto the bed, and climbed on top of his erect rod. He
found it hard to believe from watching her actively pumping her pussy
up and down on the old man's shaft, as she stuck her huge tits right
in front of his face, so that he could suckle on her nipples while she
rode him, that she had been a virgin less than a week ago.
Bob waited a safe distance away from the RV, and after less than ten
minutes of their being inside of the RV, the man emerged, still
straightening his clothes, as he walked back to the mall. Only a
minute or two later, Kristin emerged looking slightly disheveled, but
she once again entered the mall, looking for another lover. She still
seemed oblivious to the looks that she was receiving from people, and
one young mother even went so far as to cover her son's eyes, when she
saw him looking at Kristin, dressed as slutty as she was.
After traveling about a quarter of the way down the mall, she
approached another man, who was standing alone. She whispered in his
ear, as he looked at her, disgusted by her appearance. Bob filmed
away, as he watched the man push her away, he rebuked her for whatever
it was that she asked him for. She backed away, and began searching
for a new partner, even as he continued his verbal assault on her.
In the now gathering crowd, caused by the scene that the other man was
causing, stood a single man, whom she approached without hesitation.
Again she whispered something into the young man's ear. Whatever she
had told him, he seemed to like, Bob noted, as he continued filming,
as the smile on his face now stretched completely across his face.
Kristin took the man by the hand, and led him out of the mall. Bob
captured the scene on film, as Kristin led him into the RV, as he
talked on his cell phone.
Bob glanced down at his watch, as he waited for the couple to exit the
RV. "Damn!" he thought, "It's only been twenty minutes, and she's
already on her second man." He had never expected her to succeed with
the task that he had given her, but at the pace that she was going at,
it appeared that she would. He waited for the couple to emerge from
the RV. As he stood waiting for the couple to emerge from the motor
home, for about fifteen minutes, he didn't notice the car that had
circled the RV about three times, until the driver parked his car
close to it, and then approached the door. He taped the scene as the
forty-something year old looked around, before he cautiously opened
the door and entered the RV.
Reggie watched enviously as the two men stuffed their cocks into the
young girl from both directions. When Kristin had brought back this
new mate, he had insisted she strip, and then dance seductively for
him, before he would pleasure her. She had done her best to please
him, but she was desperate to get his cock into her, hoping to find
release as she filled yet another condom. After she had danced to his
satisfaction, he made her give him a blow job, until his buddy had
arrived.
The man was now fucking her sore cunt doggy style, while she gave his
friend a hurried blow job. She had yet to make the fellow that she was
blowing put on a rubber, when the man in her cunt grunted, filling the
condom that he wore with his seed. Seeing his friend lose his load,
sent the man in her mouth over the edge, as he grabbed a handful of
her hair, and shot his load down her throat. Feeling a man release his
seed inside of her, released her from her trance, she immediately
orgasmed around the cock still inside of her cunt. Her scream of
pleasure, told Reggie that she was no longer in her daze, and he sat
there wondering how she would react. As soon as she was released from
the men's hold she fell exhausted onto the bed.
"No! No damn it!" she cried "I needed you to fill the condoms. Damn
it!"
Confused the two men looked at the crying youth, then the older man
spoke. "Well, look if it's that important to you, I'll fill a condom
for you. Hell it would be my pleasure." he said, grabbing a rubber
from the table, as his other hand stroked his cock.
"No, no that's okay." Kristin said still crying.
"No I insist. It's the least I can do for you after all you've done
for my friend and I." he said, pulling her hips back in the air, as he
guided his now condom covered cock into her cunt.
Kristin grunted in pain, as the man jabbed his cock into her, trying
to recuperate his erection. She cried in pain saying, "No please, it's
ok really"
That's when his partner pressed his cock to her lips and said "Here
you go honey, just suck this, and stop your crying. Just let us do
this for you." he said, as he pushed it into her mouth, before she
could protest his actions anymore.
Reggie watched as the two men again rocked the young girl between them
for the next half hour, before the man in her mouth grunted, and
filling his second condom of the afternoon with his seed.
When he finally pulled free of her mouth, he rolled the condom off of
his cock, and dangled it in front of her.
"Here you go baby. See isn't that better." he said gleefully.
"No, No, I didn't need another one from you. I don't want it." she
cried between grunts, as his friend continued to grind his cock into
her.
"Fine!" he said as he turned the condom upside down dumping its
contents onto her face.
"Oh god please stop. God that's so sick." she cried.
"Really, this coming from a slut who was begging me for it in the
middle of the mall." he replied, laughing at the distraught young
girl. His friend grabbed a handful of her hair, and pulled her head
up, as he pistoned into her from behind. She grunted and cried, until
he finally grunted approvingly, as he climaxed into his condom. He
presented his spent Trojan to the girl, who collapsed onto the bed.
She lay there motionless, as the men dressed, until she heard one of
them tell the other one that the mall would be closing shortly.
When 5:15 rolled around and the three of them were still inside, Bob
decided to call Reggie, to find out what was going on. Reggie was
concealed in a small room, that was hidden in the RV, monitoring what
the trio was up to. Speaking in a whispered voice, he explained that
Kristin had just done them both twice, and after the second guy had
lost his load in her mouth, and not in the condom. He also said that
Kristin had come out of her sexual trance, and was now just
desperately trying to get the condoms filled, in hopes of making her
quota, as he had set.
Bob watched as Kristin stumbled out of the RV, almost falling on the
high heels. She now had a look of desperation and fear on her face.
She was obviously ashamed of how she looked now, as she held her arms
over her chest, looking around and hoping that no one saw her.
Bob was still watching her from a distance, and wondering what
thoughts were racing through her mind. Where was she, what time was
it, would she find someone who knew her. As he filmed her, he noticed
a distinct difference in her behavior. She now seemed troubled by her
predicament, and didn't look anyone in their eyes, only slowly looking
up to get her bearings. She focused on a large clock in the mall, and
a look of concern was obvious on her face. He enjoyed watching her
panic, as she looked for some way to meet his demands.
She eyed a group of younger kids, the oldest in his middle teens
maybe. It was a group of four boys, the youngest being perhaps
thirteen or fourteen. She observed the group for several minutes, as
she tried to hide behind a rack of clothing. Bob watched, as she
looked around nervously, hoping that no one noticed her, and when she
saw the looks from the mall patrons, she looked away. Finally, she
approached the youngsters nervously. He laughed to himself, as he
filmed her with the kids. She was obviously very uncomfortable about
asking them for their services, as she paced back and forth, looking
at the ground continuously.
Bob was amused, as he watched her lead the group of kids, to the
camper. This was even better than anything he could have hoped for.
She had less than thirty-five minutes, to fill five condoms full of
cum, or Bob would destroy her, and her family. Seeing no other choice,
she had grabbed a group of underage kids to help her, not even
thinking of the legal ramifications of her actions. He would now have
more than enough dirt on her, to ensure her future cooperation, no
matter how demanding he choose to be.
Reggie watched in disbelief, as Kristin led the group of minors into
the RV. He tried desperately to catch all of the action, but even
though she was reluctant to go through with her offer, obviously the
youngsters had other things in mind. In short order, the group of
youths had Kristin on the bed and stripped naked in no time flat. She
found herself sucking one boy's cock, while another was groping her
chest, as still another began to push his young prick into her cunt.
The forth boy just stood and watched for a few moments, before he
dropped his pants, and put his cock into her flailing hand. After just
over ten minutes of servicing the young men, all at the same time, she
had four freshly filled condoms, but she was quickly running out of
time, as she dressed and left the kids, who were still reveling in
their good fortune.
Bob again had sat back and waited, after filming the group entering
the RV. He was shocked when Kristin stumbled out of the camper,
looking ill and exhausted, just ten minutes later. She had about
twenty minutes to get her last condom filled or face his wrath. He
decided to interview the youngsters, instead of following her back
into the mall, deciding he wanted it on tape, right from the kids
mouths, just how old they were, and so he waited for them to leave the
RV.
About two minutes after Kristin had left the trailer, the kids piled
out. Bob immediately walked over to them, and asked them if they would
let him ask them a few questions. At first the kids where reluctant to
talk to him, but after offering them twenty bucks a piece, they agreed
to answer his questions in front of the camera.
He led them to a secluded part of the parking lot, away from the RV.
Soon he discovered just what it was that Kristin had said to them, in
order to lure them to go with her to the RV, their ages, and the fact
that three of the four kids had been virgins. He was just getting to
the good stuff, asking the kids what they had done with her, and how
they liked their time with her, when he got a call from Reggie.
Kristin was in trouble, she had brought some older guy back, and now
he was getting more than a little rough with her. Bob raced back to
the RV, as Reggie explained what the man was doing.
She had brought a rough looking thirty-something year old back to the
RV to complete Bob's demands. No sooner had the guy closed the door,
and checked to make sure that they were alone, than he slapped her so
hard, that she fell onto the bed, as he roughly restrained her. She
had tried to fight him off, but she was no match for him. In the
struggle between the two, a chair had fallen, wedging the door to the
hidden room were Reggie was hidden in, closed tightly.
He then gagged her with his underwear, and tied her arms behind her
back, using the leash that he had found on the chair. He had refused
to wear a condom, and was now fucking her in the ass as roughly as he
could, while choking her with his belt.
Bob busted into the RV just moments before Kristin passed out.
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When Kristin woke up, she was still sore and in pain. She heard the
noise being pumped into her mind, and as she opened her eyes, she
realized that she was at home, in her own bed. Looking over at her
alarm clock, she saw that it was just after 4:00, presumable on Monday
afternoon. She was in a long t-shirt and was covered by her blankets.
She looked over at her desk, and their was a strange laptop sitting
there.
She got up, relieved to be home, part of her hoping that it had all
been a nightmare, but the pain and soreness, that ran through her
body, told her that it had all been far too real. She pulled the
earphones from her head, and wondered out to the bathroom. She
relieved herself, and then looked in the mirror. She looked just as
she had on Friday night, when she had shown up at Bob's studio. There
were no visible signs of the ordeal, as she looked at herself in the
mirror. The jewelry was gone, and the silver stud that had been driven
through her tongue had been replaced by a pink ceramic one, that
matched her tongue almost perfectly.
She lifted her long t-shirt, and gazed at her crotch, just as she
remembered, she was shaved clean. She looked like a little girl down
there, as she gazed at her hairless features. At least no one would
have to see her humiliation.
She sat down at the computer and powered it up. When the password
screen appeared she somehow already knew what the password was. She
typed it in without giving it a thought. Immediately the screen popped
up a document to her. It was her instructions from Bob. She was to
keep her crotch clean shaven at all times. She was to work her
schedule, so as to be at Bob's studio every Friday night, and at his
house every Saturday morning. She would generally be allowed to go
home by 7:00 Saturday evenings. She was to tell no one of what she had
done, or about Bob at all. She was to check her E-mail on this machine
each morning before school, and as soon as she returned home each
afternoon, and do what ever she was instructed. Finally, she was
ordered to wear the headphones to bed each night, and he would provide
her with a new tape each week to listen to. Failure to do any of these
things would lead to the immediate release of her videos and photos.
The screen faded to the picture of a young boy that Kristin recognized
from the mall. His age appeared under his youthful face. His picture
faded, and was replaced by one of the other kids, this went on two
more times, before it showed a picture of Kristin naked, in the middle
of the group, fucking and sucking the boys. It then finished with a
photo of her in handcuffs, and a prison uniform with the caption, "If
you don't do all of these things, I will turn these pictures over to
the police, and you'll spend the next fifteen years in jail.
Kristin already knew that she had to do what he wanted, but the photos
of her and the kids, pushed any thoughts of further resistance from
her mind. Her only hope of getting free of Bob now, depended on her
finding someone to take her place as his play thing.
She closed the laptop and cried herself to sleep. Her parents had
gotten home late, and had not bothered to wake her up. She woke up
Tuesday morning, and tried to live her life as normally as possible.
She had done everything that Bob had ordered her to do, and had not
heard from him at all, except for her scheduled time with him. For the
next three weeks, she went through the same routine. She would live a
normal life Sunday thru Thursday, and played the part of his sex slave
on Friday and Saturday.
Each Friday night Bob would have her do a regular photo shoot, one to
show her parents, to go into the local papers ads, and the like. Then
he would use her for his own desires. Saturdays he would tie her up
and blindfold her, for use by his "Partner", whom she had never seen.
Then she was forced to do two pornographic shoots, before she was
allowed to go home. Her mind was torn in two, she couldn't control
herself when she was around Bob, and under his control, yet she
couldn't imagine how she had done the things that she had done, during
the rest of the week.
Chapter  10
The Tuesday after her first weekend with Bob, Kristin learned that she
was nominated to be the homecoming queen. She was in the running with
five other girls, but everyone knew that there where only two girls
who stood a chance at winning. Kristin was the front runner, and her
only real challenger was Robin Anderson. The two girls had been rivals
for years, but in the last twelve months, their rivalry had turned to
a mutual hatred. They competed in everything from the student council
to their boyfriends.
When Kristin began modeling, Robin got very jealous. She felt that she
had a better body than Kristin, and looked more like a model. Robin
was tall at 6'1" and thin. Her legs were long and seductive. She
currently sported strawberry blond hair, but that seemed to change
with the seasons. Her breasts were small and firm cones, that stood
out proudly from her body. Robin dressed provocatively, wearing short
skirts, and thin tank tops, as often as she could. She loved to see
her long, thick nipples poking out her shirt, and got big laughs, from
watching men and boys grovel in front of her. She was proud of her
body, and not scared to show it off.
Kristin knew from talking with their mutual friends, how Robin felt
about her. She had been told how Robin considered her a boring prude,
and how Robin would make fun of the way that she dressed. She was also
told about how jealous Robin was of her chest. Kristin never tried to
attract the attention the way that Robin was, but she received it
anyway, due to her large tits. While Kristin was the captain of the
school's soccer and softball teams, Robin was the head cheerleader,
and on the drill team.
Robin had gone to several local modeling agencies, but none could get
her any work. She couldn't believe that Kristin's pictures appeared in
the local papers when she couldn't even find work. Kristin could never
prove that Robin had stolen her long time boyfriend, but the two had
begun dating a short time after he had broke up with her. Oh how she
wished that Robin had gotten Bob's sick attention, instead of her.
She spent the week at school as normally as she could, trying to
concentrate on her classes, and forgetting the horrors that she had
endured. She watched the Wilson's child twice that week, and had been
too preoccupied with her own worries and problems, to notice that Mr.
Wilson didn't look at, or even talk to her. She would fall apart when
she was alone, her mind would drift back to the events of the past
weekend, the things she had done, and the things that had been done to
her. She couldn't believe that she had done all the sinful things she
had, but it was too late now. She knew that Bob was far from finished
with her, but she feared what would happen by not obeying more than
she did, as she went through another weekend like that.
When she showed up at his studio that first Friday, she was surprised
to find he had her conduct a normal shoot. There was a male model
there whom she didn't know, but he seemed to hate Bob, and being
there, as much as she did. The shoot lasted about an hour and a half,
and as soon as Bob said, "That's a wrap." the young man hurried out of
the studio.
Kristin wasn't so lucky, as soon as Bob set up his video equipment,
she was forced to please him. He used her as he wished, after he
questioned and then inspected her, to make sure that she had done as
he had ordered.
She was sent home that night with a new tape of noise, and a stuffed
teddy bear. Bob had shown her the hidden compartment in the bear, and
the two vibrators that he had hidden inside of it. He ordered her to
use the two devices on herself an hour each night, filling both her
cunt and ass with the dildos.
Saturday morning, she arrived at Bob's house at 9:00 A.M., as ordered.
She was forced to change, and then taken back down to his basement
again. The room had been changed, and the bright colors of the week
before now gone. It was now more drab, almost dungeon like. She was
again given a drink of the strange liquid, before Bob tied her to the
bed. Next he applied the pads to her eyes, and placed the small ear
buds in her ears. She listened to the noise again, as she waited for
what was to come. Soon she felt a presence close to her, on the bed.
She felt what she thought was a hand running up her leg. Then another
on her other leg, the hands, if that's what they were, rubbed
something over her body. Soon she felt a hand on her arm, rubbing the
liquid into her skin. She felt her legs begin to tingle, as a
sensation unlike any she had ever felt, ran up her legs, then her left
arm. A hand coated her right arm with the substance, and soon it to
danced with the same sensation that was running over her other
extremities.
She never felt the needle inject its contents into her. She felt
overwhelmed, and unable to track what or who touched her body, until
she felt the thin tank top that she had been given to wear, cut from
her body. Next she felt the blade slicing the denim shorts from her
hips, and found herself tied nude to the bed in moments. Next the
hands returned, rubbing the liquid across her newly exposed skin.
Within minutes, every inch of her skin danced with the strange
feelings racing across its surface. She felt what she thought was a
finger slide into her exposed cunt. It explored around inside of her
for several minutes, spreading the new sensation to her most
sensitive, private areas.
Her mind raced, as her thoughts began to blur. She felt like she was
in dream, as time seemed to stand still. When she awoke to the water
hitting her body, hours later, she thought that she remembered
something cold slivering over her body, wrapping around her legs and
forced inside of her. As she sat up on the bed, she gazed between her
still spread legs, her cunt was gaped open, as fluids flowed freely
from it.
Bob led her upstairs, and had her clean herself up. She gave herself
her first douche, and showered as he had instructed. She noticed that
the small black hairs that had covered her body, washed away in the
shower, unsure where they had come from.
When she had finished cleaning herself up, she was led naked
downstairs again. A group of four older men were there to train her,
she was told. For the next six hours, she was directed and told how to
please a man with her body. She was given instructions on how to give
head, lick a man's balls, and tongue his ass. She was critiqued on how
she rode a man's cock, taking a dick in her ass, and worst of all, how
to please three men all at the same time.
When she was finally released, she was told to check her e-mail, and
do as she had been ordered the previous weekend. She followed all of
Bob's demands, not wanting to anger him. Her first night with the
vibrator's, she was almost too humiliated to do as she had been told,
but after forcing herself to do it, she found it most exciting. The
one night that she had forgotten to listen to her tape, she found it
impossible to sleep, until she remembered to put her headphones on.
She went through much the same routine for the next two weeks, as Bob
continued to "train her", as he called it. Each week he supplied her
with a new tape, and larger vibrators, upping the time that she had to
spend with them fucking into her cunt and ass.
By the third week, her cunt no longer hurt from the abuse that it
received, and her group of trainers had little to complain about, as
she serviced the four men all at once. Her resistance was now gone,
and she accepted the fact that she was now Bob's slave.
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Two weeks after Bob had Jim use Kristin, and still he wouldn't take
his calls, he sent him several E-mails, but they had all been
returned, rejected by Jim's mail server. He had driven by the Wilson's
a few times, but never saw Jim's car there, until now. It was a
Wednesday, and Bob knew that Kristin wasn't there, so he parked his
car and rang the doorbell.
Brenda Wilson answered the door, still wearing her workout clothes
from the gym. The thirty year old stewardess still looked good, Bob
thought, as she greeted him. He had met her only once before, when he
had taken their family portrait for them. She had worn a bland brown
jacket and slacks that day, and Bob hadn't seen how shapely the young
mother truly was.
"Oh, hello Bob." she greeted him. "Here to see Jim?" she asked.
"Yes mam." he answered politely.
"More computer problems?" she asked, trying to make polite
conversation.
"No mam, more of a social call this time." he said.
"Good, he needs to talk to someone. He's been moping' around here for
weeks. He barely eats or sleeps, and I don't think that he's said two
words to me or Tye in a week." she said.
"Really, what's wrong?" Bob asked, acting concerned about his friend.
"I don't know. I thought maybe he was having trouble at work, but he
says that everything's fine. You're just about the only friend he's
got. In fact, if this went on much longer, I was going to call you to
talk to him myself." she was saying, just when Jim popped his head out
into the hallway, to see Bob talking to his wife.
"Don't talk to him!" he screamed angrily at her.
"So you do remember how to talk." she said to Jim.
"What the hell do you want?" he screamed at Bob, ignoring his wife's
remark.
"Hey I just came by to talk to you old buddy." Bob answered timidly.
Jim looked at his wife, and worried what Bob would do if he refused,
so he answered. "Fine in my office." he said, pointing for Bob to
enter the room.
Bob gave Brenda a worried look, as he walked past her to Jim's office.
"I thought that you would have figured out that I don't want to talk
to you by now!" Jim said hatefully, as he slammed the door. "What the
hell are you doing here?" he shouted.
"Hey, we had a deal. I kept my end of the deal, and you got what you
wanted. Now what the hell is you problem?" Bob shot back, no longer
playing timid.
"What I wanted! I never wanted that. I don't know what you did to that
girl, but it's wrong, and I'm not going to let you get away with it."
Jim shot back not backing down.
"Really, what are you going do? Are you going to tell the kid that you
know what she's been doing? Tell her parent's maybe? Huh, what? Anyone
you tell, you'll also have to tell them how you know. Are you going to
do that Jimmy boy?" Bob shot back quietly
Jim stopped, he thought about what Bob had just said, then holding his
head up high, he said, "Yes, I'll, I'll do whatever I have to do."
Bob reached into his coat, and pulled out a stack of photos "So I
guess that means you're ready to give up your family, your wife and
son, and go to jail as a child pornographer, and a rapist then." Bob
said, holding up a picture of Kristin naked in Bob's shower.
"What the hell are you talking about? You'll be the one going to jail,
you son of a bitch!" Jim retorted angrily.
"Will I? Lets see, you're the one photographing and selling nude
pictures of minors." Bob said, holding up the photo of Kristin in the
shower. "You're the one who'll get charged with statutory rape." he
said, flipping a photo to Jim.
Jim caught the photo and stared at it dumfounded. The photo showed him
and Kristin lying in his bed together, making love.
"You're the one who'll lose his family, his job, his whole life, not
me." Bob finished, tossing the remaining photos to the ground. He
waited five minutes for Jim to respond, but the man said nothing, as
he stood staring at the photos dumbfounded.
"Well I just came over for the tapes of her calls anyway, you still
keep those in your desk drawer, old buddy?" Bob finally said, walking
to Jim's desk, and taking the tapes that he found there.
"I'll leave these here for you to think about, and when you decide if
you want to go public with this, you just let me know." Bob said,
walking out the door.
Jim Wilson stood there looking at the photo of him having sex with his
babysitter, in the bed that he shared with his wife. The date stamp on
the photo showed it to be six months old. Jim knew this couldn't be
true, but it would be enough to end his marriage, and send him to jail
for some time nonetheless.
As Bob walked out of the Wilson's house, he was stopped by Brenda, who
had changed, and was now wearing a pair of shorts and a small tee-
shirt.
"Bob I heard some yelling in there. Is everything okay? I'm very
worried about Jim?" she asked, with a worried look on her face.
"Yeah, me too, he needs a lot of help. I want to help him, but I don't
think it would be good for him to see us talking right now, as
paranoid as he's gotten. Is there some place where we can meet and
talk about it?" he asked her, as caringly as he could.
"Well I can't leave tonight, but how about for lunch on Sunday? I'm
working a flight that gets back Sunday morning, and I'll just tell Jim
that we got in late." Brenda said.
"Okay, where would you like to meet?" he asked, as though he had no
ideas.
"How about the Applebee's out by the mall? " she asked.
"Yeah, that sounds great. What time?" he replied
"Let's say noon, can I get your card, that way I can call you, if my
flight really is delayed?" she asked.
"Sure." he said, digging into his pocket for a card. "Oh wait, what if
someone sees us and tells Jim? He'll think we're out to get him." Bob
said.
"You're right, good thinking. Well I don't know. How about someplace
out by the airport, that's far enough away from here? How about the
Chile's?" she asked.
"Yeah, but they'll be packed on a Sunday at lunch, and someone from
the airport might recognize you with someone other than your husband,
and get the wrong idea." he said.
"Well I don't know, can you think of someplace better?" Brenda asked,
not sure that there was a good place.
"Well there's that little bar and grill, what's it called, oh yeah,
"On the Border" or something like that. They have pretty good food?"
Bob said, not telling her that the owner was a regular customer of
his.
"Oh I don't think that they're open during the day sorry." she said,
trying to think of some place else.
"Yes they are, they just started opening for lunch a couple of weeks
ago. They haven't built up much lunch-time business yet, so I doubt
that anyone there would recognize either one of us." Bob said
hopefully. If he could get her there, he would have her to himself.
"Well, if they're open, I guess that sounds good." she said
reluctantly.
"Okay, well call me if there's a problem, otherwise, I'll expect to
see you at noon. Don't worry I'll check on Jim over the weekend, to
make sure he's doing alright." Bob told her.
Bob went home and began making phone call's. If he could pull it off,
little Mrs. Brenda Wilson would soon be a party animal, and who knows,
if things went really well, maybe he could lure her into his service,
just like poor Kristin.
He was able to talk John into opening the bar early for a private
party, he only had to offer him a little of the maid of honor's time.
He told him to pick his favorite cook and waiter to join in the fun.
Next he called Reggie and asked him for another favor. He now had the
place, the guest, and the special ingredients he would need.
He began digging through the old tapes of phone calls from Jim's
house, splicing together the parts that he wanted, from when Brenda
called home from out of town. Now he was ready for Sunday. He just
prayed that her flight would be on time, and not delayed somewhere.
Friday he satisfied his growing desires using Kristin, as he had for a
month now. He knew that she would soon begin to worry about being
pregnant, but that was just what he wanted. The first weekend he had
used her, he had given her a triple dose of birth control pills, as
well as an injection of Depo-Provera, a morning after birth control
medication. The two large doses of hormones helped to ensure that she
wouldn't become pregnant, but also that she wouldn't cycle, as she was
used to.
As he had the past two Saturdays, he drugged Kristin in the morning,
and shot a custom video with her. This week he bound and abused her
with a number of mechanical devices, just as his rich client had asked
for. He had chosen only the video requests that had requested that the
girl be unconscious for her ordeal, until she had completed her
training, although those films where down to slim pickings by this
point.
Bob was the member of an exclusive web site, that specialized in
custom made videos. The site was hosted in a one of the former Soviet
Republics, where the laws didn't prohibit such things. Wealthy men
would post their wish list of what they would like to see in different
films, sometimes even writing the scripts and screen plays. Then
photographers or producers would send pictures of models for the
client's approval. Once the client accepted a model, the buyer would
place the money in escrow, until the producer delivered the film to
them. The films usually paid between $5,000.00 and $50,000.00, with
some, say that asked for snuff scenes, and the like, paying as much as
$500,000.00.
Producers could also place pictures of their models on the site, and
wait for proposals from buyers. Bob had made several films for people
on the site, but had always used willing models, who would agree to do
the scenes in exchange for being well paid. But now that he had
Kristin, who would have to do whatever he wanted, he saw his potential
for profits climb through the roof. He had posted her photos on the
site, and already received several proposals for jobs for her. He
quickly accepted four of the five jobs offered to her, only turning
down the requested to have her raped to death by a large bull, while
her throat is pressed into a razor blade. No need to kill of his
potential gold mine, not to mention Bob may be many things, but he
surely wasn't a killer.
Before he had used the mechanical tentacles to rape her for a video,
he had made two other videos with her. The first was of her being
raped by a large Doberman Pincher, then a giant python wrapped itself
around her legs, before he forced its head into her cunt. The second
week wasn't near as exciting, as he filmed a client, who had flown in
from the coast to rape her, while he strangled her with a neck tie.
He had made $35,000.00 dollars on Kristin in just two weeks, and
savored the thought of another woman to add to his income. Her
training was crucial to his success, if he was to take any of the
higher paying jobs, she'd have to be able to take a good deal of
abuse, without freaking out, and that's just what he was training her
for.
He had his friends train her in every conceivable way to pleasure a
man. Next week he would see if she was ready for what he had planned
for her.
He sent her home with instructions to use the ten inch dildos on
herself for two hours a night, and then lick each clean by taking them
completely into her throat. This weeks tape would instruct her to
always ask the man to ejaculate in her mouth, and then to show it to
her lover on her tongue, before swallowing it. She had progressed so
far, so quickly, that Bob was most pleased, he had never had such
total control over a woman before, and he loved it. He never thought
that the subliminal suggestions would have such a powerful effect on
her. It had been a month, since programming her to react like a cock
starved whore while having her nipples pinched, and pinching her
nipples still drove her mad, to have a man cum inside of her.
Sunday came, and Bob was as excited as a five year old on Christmas
morning. He knew what could come of this, if he played his cards just
right, and he was determined to do just that. Having one woman, to do
with as he pleased, was incredible, but the thought of having two was
more than he could have ever hoped for.
He waited at the bar from 10:30 on. He and Reggie had set up the
cameras, and now waited for their prey. It was now 11:50 A.M. and
still Brenda hadn't called. Bob only hoped that she hadn't forgotten
their meeting. At five minutes before noon she walked in. As soon as
she entered, John the owner wondered into the alcove that was the
entrance, to lock the door, and turn the 'Open' sign down to show that
they were closed. He then took down the sign showing that they opened
at 11:00 A.M., and replaced it with they're regular sign, showing that
they opened at 5:00 P.M.
Brenda had walked in and saw Bob almost immediately. She wondered over
to join him. She had taken a quick survey of the dimly lit room, not
really noticing that out of the 5 people there, she was the only
woman. As she sat down, Bob motioned to the waiter, the waiter quickly
brought over two long island iced teas. Brenda didn't really know Bob,
so she opted just to drink the tea, feeling totally secure with her
husband's friend.
They ordered their food, as soon as Brenda had gotten a chance to look
over the menu. By the time the food had arrived, Brenda was feeling
happy, and had trouble concentrating. She hadn't even realized that
they hadn't talked about Jim at all. Instead Bob had guided the
conversation around to her sex life with Jim. He had asked her the
regular questions a stewardess would expect to hear. No she wasn't a
member of the mile high club, no she had never slept with a passenger.
Yes she had always been faithful.
Soon Bob discovered she had only experience four different men in her
life, the most daring place that she had ever had sex, was in the back
seat of her boyfriends car in high school. As Bob watched the drugs
take over her mind, he could see that she would soon be breaking some
of her personal records shortly.
Brenda took the glass of wine that was served with her meal, even
though she knew that she had ordered a Diet Coke. When she had
finished the food, she excused herself, and went to the restroom.
While she was gone, the cook and waiter had taken seats near her
table, and waited for the show to start.
As Brenda returned from the restroom, she hadn't noticed that the
lights had been dimmed, and a sensual song oozed from the speakers.
She fell into her chair, not even noticing all of the mens eyes were
now trained on her. She never had a second thought, as she watched
Reggie train the video camera on her face.
Bob waited for her to focus her attention back on him, before he began
talking to her again. She sat there and listened, unaffected by what
he said, as he suggested that she unbutton the top two buttons on her
uniform, saying that they made her look stuffy. She gave no thought as
to doing as he said, as she opened the buttons, as he requested.
Seeing her do as he suggested, he decided to see how far she would go.
He told her that he bet that she would put on a hell of a show, when
she would do a striptease for Jim. She giggled at him, telling him
that she never did dance for Jim. That's when Bob told her that he
would like to see her dance.
At his request, she rose from her chair, and seeing him motioning
towards the stage, she walked up the three steps, and began to dance
for him. After five minutes of trying to imitate the dancing that she
had seen in movies, the men in the room began chanting, "take it off",
and again she did as she was asked. Soon she was down to just her
panties, after mindlessly dropping her other clothing to the ground.
The chants had turned into "give us a show", and so she tried to do
just that. She wrapped her leg around a metal pipe, as seductively as
she could, and then slid her panties down her long shapely legs,
before twirling them around her index finger, as she held her hand
about shoulder height. She was now dancing totally naked, in front of
a room full of strange men.
She knew deep down inside that what she was doing was wrong, and
figured that something must have been put into her drink, but she
nevertheless couldn't stop herself from doing it. She also had no idea
that she would have no memory of any of this in the morning. She
hadn't noticed when Bob went off to make his call. His young friend
the model, should be distracting Jim Wilson right about now, so Bob
called, using the recording, in Brenda's own voice, that he had made
from the tapes that he had picked up, and left a message on the
Wilson's answering machine, which told Jim that Brenda had taken a
flight for her friend Lucy, who had paid her $400.00 in cash to cover
the flight. She also told him that she wouldn't be home until
Wednesday, and that she missed him. Bob knew that she had done this
before, and Jim would think nothing of it.
His plan had worked, he now had the sweet Mrs. Wilson, and her
services until Wednesday at 5:30 P.M. He returned to the room, to find
that someone had suggested that she suck his cock. As he watched
Brenda nursing one of Reggie's friend's dicks into her mouth, he broke
out one of his digital cameras, to get some stills of her in action.
After sucking the well hung young man to total erection, it was
suggested that she beg him to fuck her.
Bob couldn't believe the sight, as Mrs. Wilson begged the total
stranger to fuck her. Not needing the encouragement to begin with, he
happily complied. She soon found herself with his dick stuffed in her
precious, unprotected cunt. Just then, someone else suggested that she
might like to have another cock to suck on. And again she agreed, and
begged for someone to let her suck on their cock. He encouraged John
to help the young woman, and so he did. Soon Brenda found that she was
eagerly sucking one man off, while another was very satisfactorily
pumping away in her cunt.
She repeated these actions again and again. Before tonight, she had
only had sex once in a night, and with only one man at a time. She was
now being stuffed by a third cock in less than forty minutes. She was
oblivious to her actions, and to what was going on around her, and as
she was flipped and turned from one position to another, while she
could only manage whimpers of pleasure. Bob and Reggie filmed away as
the young wife seemingly happily serviced one man after another. She
was flipped this way and that, as each of the seven men came inside of
her cunt and mouth. Soon her cunt was dripping with the sperm from the
men using her.
When everyone in the group, but Bob and Reggie had used her once, with
several of the men ready for a second go at her. She found herself
agreeing with John, when he told her she'd probably like to get fucked
in the ass. Soon after she had sucked his cock back to full erection,
she was begging him to stuff his large prick into her ass. Although
she was begging him to do it, nothing could have prepared her for the
pain that came with her first anal intrusion. She was screaming in
pain, and gritting her teeth, as he worked his larger than average
cock into her virgin ass hole.
John continued his assault on her anus, without an interruption, even
as she begged him to stop. She had finally stopped screaming that it
was killing her, by the time that he finally climaxed inside of her.
She had no idea how lucky she was, that his sperm would lubricate her
ass, as Big Rick stepped up for his turn at her tight sphincter.
Reggie had used Big Rick in several of his films, because of the
unbelievable size of his massive cock. It was over twelve inches in
length, when fully erect, and over two inches thick as well. By the
time that Big Rick had used her cunt, Brenda had already been too
stretched out, to fully appreciate his massive size.
As Brenda lay there, trying to recuperate from John's abuse of her
ass, Rick asked her if she would like him to fill her now empty ass.
To her horror, she found herself enthusiastically telling him 'Yes."
even as her mind and body screamed "NO!"
She reeled in pain, as his giant cock pressed against her already sore
and punished anal opening. The pain, as the massive head of his dick
pressed past the outer ring of her sphincter, was excruciating. As he
drove his massive prick deeper into her, the pain increased
exponentially. Soon she was coughing and gagging, in between cries of
pain. As he neared closer to fully burying his massive tool inside of
her, she had finally had too much of the pain, the drugs, and the
exhaustion of it all was too much for her, and she passed out impaled
on the massive dick in her ass.
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