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Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

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I was so smug at my accomplishments. Not only had I gotten revenge on pizza boys everywhere, but I had found a sweet young thing to serve my carnal needs as well. I had learned through my anger, how to become a dominator, instead of sitting around and getting used. I had the full use of two living, human beings whenever I wanted to play. And tonight I had set it up to teach Amy her first new tricks.

I had acquired Amy online, in a chat room where I was seeking a submissive chick. I told her that since she was only eighteen, that if she really wanted to be my submissive little girl, that she had to come up with a way to make me feel safe about her age. And did she ever; she had duped me into secretly taping her having sex with several boys even younger than her. She quickly announced herself as my property. It was clear that she wanted to try out this dark side of life, and I had agreed to help her. Neither of us had any interest in pain, just control, and some humiliation for her benefit. She wanted to feel used, and I wanted to use someone for my benefit. Benny was great for the occasional cocksucking, but Amy was a full use toy.

Amy was at the door and I eagerly went to see just how willing she was going to be tonight. I opened the door, but blocked her entrance. I told her she could come in only after she took off all her clothes. She looked around and hesitated greatly. I told her that there weren’t any houses close enough to see what was going on, so all she had to worry about was how long she took and the traffic that would drive by. Her eyes seared into mine as she got the determination to obey me. With one last look around, she peeled her tank top over her head. She wore no bra, but didn’t really need one anyway. I got my first clear look of her boobs in the light from my foyer. They were small cones that were as taut as a drum. Her nipples grew hard instantly, and were small as well, but fit her perfectly.

She unzipped her shorts and pushed both them and her panties to the ground. Then she stepped out of them and her shoes as she took a quick peek behind her for cars. While she bent over to gather her clothes, I loved the way her tits kept the same shape as she was bent. And when she stood and I got to see her smoothly shaven cunt, my prick couldn’t get much harder. But I told her that before she could enter, she had to grab her cunt to entice me to let her enter. She started to plead for me to provide her with cover first, but soon started to please me.

Amy slid her free hand over her tight belly, down over her muff, and began rubbing her vulva rather hard. When I saw her slip fingers through her slit, I told her she could come in. I had her drop her clothes and stand in the middle of the floor. She knew enough even at her young age that she was to be quiet. I walked around her several times, feeling her body parts and reminding her that they all belonged to me now. I ordered her to say her code word and she said, “Uncle!” Then I told her that that word would only work when she could speak, so I had her tilt her head dramatically forward. I informed her that if she really, really wanted me to stop tonight, that she would have to use that as her code word since she wouldn’t be able to speak.

I groped her tiny tits in each hand and pulled them through my fingers roughly in a milking fashion, until I would have only her nipples between my fingers, which I would tweak roughly. I did this several times as I told her she was going to learn a little about bondage tonight. She tensed up at that thought, fearing that I would take her that far on our first night together. I grabbed her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, and squeezed until she winced in pain. I asked, “You do want to learn how to abandon all hope tonight, don’t you?” At first, I could see she was going to say ‘no’, but as I squeezed her fragile nipples even harder, she gave me the answer she knew I wanted to hear.

“Yes,” she said through clenched teeth, “Teach me Master.” I had to wonder who was controlling the other here. I fully expected to have to convince her, but she understood her place well. The girl must have fantasized about this a hundred times before coming over tonight. I ran my hand down her belly and shoved two fingers into her pussy, without the slightest warning. She jumped onto the tip of her toes trying to make my intrusion more acceptable, and then relaxed around my fingers. As I held her in place by her cunt, I leaned down as if to kiss her, but instead I chewed lightly on her nose, then her cheeks, and lastly over her eyebrows.

I could see the torn display on her face. She was being roughly held in place by her pussy on one hand, but extremely wooed by the manipulation of her thoughts with my teeth, lips and tongue to her face. I wouldn’t kiss her, but I did chew on her lower lip to show her my tender side. Then I roughly lifted my hand against her cunt and pulled her to my bedroom. She had to tip toe all the way and I made sure to go just fast enough so that she felt as if she was on some sort of a leash attached to her cunt. I withdrew my fingers and put them to her lips. I had her lick them clean of her scent and stickiness. I could see she wasn’t averse to tasting her own self, so I asked if she liked her own taste and how often she would lick her own fingers. She admitted to me that she would always taste herself whenever she masturbated and it was more of a thrill to do it, than a liking of the taste.

I held her by her chin and peered into her eyes. I asked, “Are you ready for your Master to teach you the thrill of being taken then?” She stared back for several moments and said, “Uncle.” I immediately let go of her and took a step back wondering just how scared I had gotten her. She smiled and said, “I just had to find out. Of course I want my Master to teach me all the delights of being taken.” I smiled back at her as I realized that she had tested me against her code word, and was beside myself knowing that she wanted to play as much as I did.

I told her, “Sometimes I’ll be quite tender with you, and you’ll feel more like a princess than a servant, but tonight I want you to see the most pain you’ll ever be expected to endure. A good servant bitch would have no problem absorbing it as pleasure. I’m going to make you place yourself in position for your lesson as much as possible. And you aren’t allowed to scream, or dissent at all. Understood?”

Amy’s eyes went to the floor and nodded her agreement. I walked behind her and slapped her ass hard. She was totally taken by surprise and looked back at me. I asked, “Is a nod what a Master should expect to get from a question of his bitch?”

She quickly said, “No Master, I’m sorry. I understand everything you said, Master.” I wanted to keep the obedience ball rolling and snapped questions at her. “What are you to me?” She responded with, “I’m your bitch, Master.” I asked, “And what can a Master do to his bitch?” She said, “He may do anything he wishes to, Master.”

I walked back in front of her to see her grimacing at what might happen next. I asked her a very embarrassing question for any girl her age to admit to. “Are you wet for me now?” She looked quite ashamed, but admitted, “Yes, Master.” I told her to stick out her tongue, leaned forward and sucked it into my mouth. I chewed on it lightly, and sucked it a little as well. I felt her body heave in excitement. And then I started my mind fucking of her to begin the evening of her first lesson in bondage.

I placed my forearm behind her back and shoved her as hard as I could to the bed. She tripped onto the bed and I told her to get what was under the pillow. She pulled out several pieces of rope. First, I prepped her mind for her pleasure, which really wouldn’t be fully realized by her until she left my house and felt safe to fantasize about it. I asked, “Which would you rather endure tonight; pain or humiliation?” She quickly chose humiliation. My response was, “Of course it would be. That’s why I have three friends coming over in a short while to partake of your sweet, young body. So, let’s get you trussed like the pig you are, and prepare you for them.” Her eyes were showing all her fear. I loved this domination role so fucking much, and I seemed to have a pretty good knack for it.

I ordered her to tie a piece of the rope to each of her wrists and ankles. I could tell she wanted to flee knowing that four men were going to have total access to her body in whatever manner they wanted. She was trying to think of a way to get away from me while she tied loops of the rope around her limbs. But she was still torn between running and obtaining the feelings of excitement she had come for in the first place. I knew my next command was going to present the most fear for her. I told her to place two loops in the ends of the ropes on her wrists in such a way that when she placed the loops over the bedposts, that she would be nicely splayed for the men. She was visibly shaking under the pressure and started to beg for release from the others her first time. I yelled, “Just prepare the fucking ropes and make yourself ready for them.” She shook even harder at the thought of getting raped by four men, and even being the one that hogtied herself for them.

I reached under the foot of the bed, pulled out her next bit of torture and threw it at her. I told her to put it on. She picked it up and unfolded the device to see what it was, and winced at its implication. It was a leather mask with eyeholes, a nose hole, and a mouth hole. From the middle of it fell two accessories onto the bed. One was a blindfold for the eyeholes, and the other was a ball gag that both were held in place by velcro. I told her to put on the mask and she nearly cried. When she didn’t go fast enough, I repeated my demand in a screaming fashion. She trembled as she complied. When I saw her start to beg, I yelled for her to be quiet and to just do it.

She placed the hood over her head and smoothed the velcro over to hold it in place. Her eyes were full of tears knowing that she had gotten herself way in over her head. I kissed her for the first time through the mask and then kissed her very wet eyes. I then sat back and asked her if she was ready to hand herself over to my friends and I for the next two hours. I could feel the bed shaking from her body trembling so hard. She was openly crying and sniffling as she finally said, “Yes, Master.” I was having so much fun torturing her mind like this with all that was going to happen to her. And forcing her to prepare herself as a feast had me so fucking hard.

I told her to fasten the ball gag to the mask. When she had it in place, I gave her one last bit of comfort for the entire night. I told her to show me the code word. It took her a minute to even remember that we had set up a way for her to end it all, but then she bent her head forward to her chest. I said, “Good girl! Just remember, if you use it, you’ll have to leave and never come back.” She hadn’t realized that there would be a drastic penalty for sparing herself even the smallest of chores.

Then I told her to use the blindfold. More tears flowed from her eyes as she did as she was ordered. I had her to the point of wishing she had never met me online. She had to wonder about the blackmail tape that she herself had helped me make for my own protection. And the four fuckings she was soon going to experience had to be her first gangbang. I knew the last bit was going to be nearly impossible for any human being to do, so I screamed at her to put the loops of her wrist ropes over the bedposts.

Her weeping grew louder as she fumbled her way to the first post and slung the loop over the post. She had to know that once the second loop was placed over the other post that she wouldn’t be able to get herself free no matter what.

Amy struggled to hold the loop in her hand as she felt for the post. She had to try several times before finally getting the loop over the post. As the loop fell over it, Amy could no longer hold her weight up and had to slump down into a laying position. She looked so very beautiful to me. I told her how she was my first attempt at bondage and asked her how I was doing. I knew she couldn’t answer, but I wanted her to think about it. Her sniffling was making it harder for her to breathe, so I told her to relax and calm herself. I said, “I’ll take the gag off later, when all the guys are here and want to use you for blowjobs. But just so you know just how much you’re in my control…” and reached forward and pinched her nose closed. She kicked her feet wildly, twisted, and tried to scream through her gag. I let go of her and laughed. I said, “Don’t worry sweet stuff. I just wanted you to know whom you’ve given yourself to; I’m your Master. I may torment the hell out of you, but I‘ll also protect you with my life.”

I forced her legs apart and lay on top of her. I whispered all kinds of things to her to help her relax. And after a couple of minutes, she calmed down and her crying stopped. I kissed her body all over, licked her nearly every inch, but would never touch her cunt or boobs. Every time I would let go of her legs, she would close them. I told her it had become annoying and threw one of the ropes around her ankle under the bed. I went over to the other side and cinched the rope to the same post as her hand was tied. Her right leg was now tied off to one side of the bed, leaving her pussy with a slight hole forming in it. Then I did the same thing with her other leg. As I cinched the rope tighter until her legs were spread wider than they had probably ever been, she groaned with a slight pain.

I sat between her splayed legs and poked one finger into the hole that had formed at her grossly exaggerated spreading. She was trying to hold still, but her cunt muscles had to react to my probing. I marveled at the smoothness of her bald little pussy. And when I pinched her clit in my fingers, I just had to go down and bite it lightly. I taunted her with what my friends were going to be doing to her, and the rough attitudes they would normally display to cute young girls like herself. She must have liked my teething on her clit, because she was trying to move her abdomen towards me, but she could hardly move. I sat back on the bed again and taunted her for about fifteen minutes with all the things she was about to be going through before she would be released. Then I got off the bed, turned on some rock music rather loud, and left the room. The music was to deprive her of knowing when I returned.

I went to get a quick snack, and to give her a lot of time to think about her situation. It was a half hour before I went back to her. I snuck into the room and just watched her beautiful form of young flesh. As she twisted some to relieve the muscle pains in her legs, I could see she at some point had started to feel less apprehensive over her predicament. I could only imagine what it felt like for her; lying spread out as a feast for others to use. The feel of having her legs split so wide open that she was exhibited as little more than a hole to be used for the benefit of relieving hardons. Juices had flowed from her smooth little pussy, down her crack. I gingerly crept between her lags and lapped at her to get a good taste of her. She bucked under the feel of the bed moving, them the feel of me lapping at her. Once again, the embarrassment of a man seeing her in such a wet state must have been humiliating to her.

Now it was time to treat her more like Master Jake’s princess. I reached behind her head, warned her to stay quiet unless answering a question, and removed her gag. She gasped for a volume of air she hadn’t had for better than thirty minutes. I got off the bed and tugged on her leg restraint a little before releasing it. Then I untied her other leg. She slowly brought her legs back together to relax her muscles and twisted them some to massage their aches. As she tried to relax, I licked from her hip, up along her entire side. I licked the side of her tiny left breast and then up along her armpit, which was moist from her fear and struggling. I licked up the entire underside of her arm and then spent a few moments sucking on her fingertips. She was starting to moan with pleasure.

I told her to keep exercising her legs, because I was going to tie them in a different position soon in preparation of my friends. I asked her if she had been thinking much about how it was going to feel getting gang banged by three total strangers she couldn’t even see, and myself. She replied that she was very scared, but that if that was what I wanted of her, she was happy to be my bitch. I was pleased to see she wasn’t close to using her code word and was being a very compliant and submissive cunt. I complimented her on being such a fine bitch for her new Master, and she smiled. She lost her smile though when I asked if she had ever sucked off four men in a row before. She simply said, “No, Master.” I asked if she liked swallowing a man’s cum and if she was going to like getting four loads back-to-back.

I watched her take a big gulp as she confessed that her last boyfriend had made her swallow his a few times, but how she had hated doing it for him. Then she added the he had made her give one of his friends a blowjob one night and she had to swallow his stuff as well. She told me she would probably get sick if all four of us made her do it. Just hearing her talk about blowjobs she had given in her past gave me an erection unlike any I had for quite sometime.

The smoothness of her body was driving me nuts as I continued molesting her lightly for some time, sort of to lull her into a sense that everything was for her sake tonight. Instead, I was about to start taking things for myself. I grabbed the extra pillows from my closet, stuffed them under her shoulders and head, lifting her up, and forward into almost a sitting position. She started to tremble again, so I told her I was preparing her for the gang banging of her mouth. A slight look of disgust appeared in the form of her mouth; the rest of it was hidden by her mask. Her body was now almost sitting, with her arms spread wide and back, still tied to the posts behind her.

I took all my clothes off as I mentioned to her that we didn’t have much time before my friends started showing up. I told her I wanted her to beg for the next cock after each man had fed her his sperm. She was to beg them to force her to swallow as much of their cum as they could make and to use her mouth as a cunt for their pleasure. Learning to talk dirty to heighten a man’s pleasure was an art form I was going to be teaching her in depth over the next months. And I demanded her to start with me, right now. I commanded her to beg me to fuck her face.

When she was slow at getting started, I rubbed my hand up the inside of her thigh to just below her pussy lips. When I felt the softest skin there I could find, I pinched her lightly, and then harder until she started to talk. She said, “Please Master, come closer so you can use my mouth.” When she felt no movement, she went on. “Please Master, use my mouth for your pleasure. Fuck it as if it were my pussy and pleasure yourself.” I sat still, waiting for her ultimate request. “You know how much I don’t want you to cum in my mouth, so please Master, do it for that reason. Make me taste your stuff and tease me while you do it to me. Remind me how I’m here for your pleasure only.”

It was still weak begging, but I was happy she found the right role. I straddled her legs in her sitting position, and rubbed the wet tip of my prick over her lips. She opened her mouth all too easily, wanting to give me a blowjob. Obviously, it was just the end result of blowjobs she really didn’t like. I knew I could change that, just as I had by feeding Benny my cum on a slice of pizza. As I started letting her have the head of my cock to suck on, I wondered what agonizing way I might find to feed her some of my cum. I thought about many things I might put my cum on for her to eat.

Amy was so stretched out against her ties that I didn’t have to hold her head in place; she could hardly move at all anyway. While I slowly humped my way into her mouth, I started the mind fucking of her. I asked her if she liked getting a man’s cock pushed all the way into her throat. She quickly shook her head. I asked her if she had even had a cock in her throat before and again she shook her head. I told her I would teach her right now then. I got the feeling that she might want to give her code word in one of the two ways she had agreed to do, so I wasn’t going to let her. I wouldn’t pull far enough out of her mouth so she could speak, and if she brought her head forward, it would appear that she wanted more of my cock in her. I knew I was just teasing her about raping her throat, so I didn’t want her to get overly worried. But it wouldn’t be long before I made her beg me to deep throat her pretty little head. I would save that torment for another day.

I told her how wonderful her lips felt wrapped around my shaft, and teased her for being my new cocksucker. I told her how my friends were going to love getting their cocks sucked by such a sweet thing as her. She was warned to do a most excellent job on them all when they arrived. Her body started to shake from the fear of having to swallow all those loads. The feel of her mouth wrapped around my cock was overwhelming. Benny’s mouth had felt really great, but more because of the humility I was heaping onto him. Sue’s mouth was the way guys like their blowjobs most. A soft, warm mouth that had to be taken easily, yet induced into supplying feelings that they had no idea of what they felt like.

As I tortured her mind with what was coming for her, I wanted it to be worse in her head than what the reality would be. So, I warned her that if she didn’t work to suck down every drop of my cum, I would be pissing in her mouth after I was done. I asked, “Can I assume you’re going to suck it all down like a nice girl?” It was a little hard to tell if she was nodding her head ‘yes’ or sucking my cock harder. Her answer didn’t really matter, since I wasn’t going to do anything to her that she hadn’t already done for two boys before.

When I felt myself nicely close to the edge, I started pushing into her deep. I held my cock head against the back of her throat until she choked from lack of air. I would let her catch her breath, then gag her some more. The more I gagged her, the more drool she was making. Between the noises emanating from her throat and the sloppiness of the drool coming from the corners of her mouth, I was ready to blow my load in her. But I held back and even slowed a little to keep her taunting at the forefront of things for a while. I told her to prepare for my cock to go into her throat, and took her head into my hands. Her pleas to stop couldn’t really be considered earnest, since I knew I wasn’t going to do as I was teasing her. But I did put a lot of pressure against that deepest point in her mouth to which I was already at. I asked her several times if she was ready to feel it forced into her throat. Her head would try to move side-to-side, and she would kick her legs behind me, but she knew if I was going to do it, she had no way of stopping me.

Amy’s kicking and thrashing around while trying to make it known that she wasn’t ready for her first deep throat, only served to bring my cum to a boil. As I stepped up my humping of her mouth, I got more aggressive in my assault on her mouth. And just as I knew I could no longer hold back, I forced my cock dead center to the back of her mouth. I demanded that she swallow as I pushed hard against that barrier keeping me out of her throat. And just as she thought I was going to fuck into her throat, she got my cum instead. Her protests turned into the sounds of her gurgling down my cum as best as she could. Her whimpering turned closer to moans as she fed on me, and seemed happy in the knowledge that I wasn’t hard enough anymore to assault her throat in the fashion that I had been taunting her by.

When I had emptied myself in her, I sat back and felt my prick flop from her mouth. She sputtered and choked a little trying to get my cum from her throat. The drool and spit and cum around the opening to the mask looked so nasty. Her blindness made her quiet down, trying to figure out what was next. I got off the bed and told her I was going to see if anyone had arrived yet. She started to protest, but thought better and kept quiet.

When I got back, her body was twisting under her restraints and the mess on her face was that of a nicely used bitch. I asked her if she had liked her first face fucking and if she had ever been forced into giving such an excellent blowjob in the past. She said, “It was wild serving you Master. No one has ever made me do anything like that before. But do I have to…” I stopped her knowing that she was going to beg me not to let my friends have at her. I asked her if she wanted her blindfold off yet. I expected her to say yes so I could make a point of leaving it on. Instead, she said she would rather not see what was coming for her. All I could say was, “My lovely little cunt, you are serving me well. Then let’s see what else I have in store for you.”

I told her I heard the phone and left to answer it. A couple of minutes later, I came back in and told her that it was the guys. They were checking to make sure my bitch was ready for them, and that we had about a half hour alone before they arrived. I left one more time to get a wet facecloth. When I came back to Amy, I wiped her face off and all around the mask. The heat coming from the mask pressed tightly over her face felt so intoxicating. I rubbed my cheek against her to enjoy her warmth. Then I told her to open her mouth wide. It took her a sec, but when she did it, I swabbed her mouth out with the facecloth. I was telling her that I wasn’t going let all the men make out with her with my cum still in there.

I spent quite a bit of time swabbing her mouth, telling her how nasty of a cum whore she was by letting me dump my cum in her like she was a toilet. I liked the feel of taking care of her, by washing her mouth out. I even made her stick her tongue out to wipe it several times.

Then I was ready for my second course. I told her it was time to be trussed up again so I could take a good fuck from her cunt. I grabbed one of the ropes hanging from her ankles and intentionally yanked her leg up over her head. When I saw her cunt would be in the wrong position, I dropped her leg and removed the pillows from under her head and shoulders. I yanked her leg back into the air and out to meet her hand on the post. I tied that leg to the post and grabbed her other leg. I got between her legs and lapped at her smooth little cunt and enjoyed just how wet she had become. All the while, I was pushing her free leg all over the place to let her feel my manipulation of her. Damn, I was enjoying the hell out of this girl.

I finally tied her other leg into the air as I had the first. Her hands and feet were almost touching, which left her cunt so totally exposed and an open invitation. I patted her hole, her lips, and frigged her clit just a bit. She bucked with the sensations I instilled in her. I asked her if she was ready to tell me that she wanted to come back again. Her hesitation said it all. She was getting scared again, and certainly didn’t want to commit to a second assault on her like this… not yet, anyways.

Finally, my submissive little pussy was trussed and ready for my second fuck. This was going to be even better than our night in the gazebo. I lay on her pussy, reached for the ball gag, and planted a wet sloppy kiss on her. I bit at her tongue and chewed on it a little. She stuck it out for me to enjoy, and was quivering yet again under my softness with her. Just as she was lulled into complacency, I pushed the ball of the gag back into her mouth. She turned away, not wanting to have her airflow restricted again. But I wanted to see her snorting for air and huffing around the ball as I forced her to several orgasms. She was here as my bitch, and I definitely wanted her to know that.

I nuzzled against the warmth of her mask, and kissed and chewed lightly on her neck. Then I sat back as I aimed my cock to her cunt hole, and saw her flexing her muscles there. She was very much to the point of wanting her own satisfaction, she was about to get it in spades. I paused at fucking her yet and instead went to work lapping at her lips, and teasing her clit. As I chewed her clit making her twitch uncontrollably, I slid two fingers just slightly into her, and curved them upwards as if to pinch her between my thumb and fingers. I gyrated my fingers in small circular motions around the opening of her cunt, pinching the muscles just below her clit. I continued nibbling on her button as I realized, she may not have been a novice to fucking, but she sure was to love making. I had to wonder if any of the boys she had been with in the past had ever brought her to a real orgasm.

And it didn’t take her long to let me know she was having her first major one today. Hogtied to the bed posts didn’t keep her from bucking clear off the bed as she tried to get away from my fingers and teeth. Her gasping around her gag was labored and loud. And with the ball in her mouth, she felt free to scream as loud as she wanted, considering very little noise actually came out. I let her rest her butt back to the bed for all of three seconds, and started sucking away at her again. I never took my fingers away, but I did give her the luxury of not moving them for a brief moment after her first orgasm.

I asked her, “You ready for your second one?” She frantically shook her head, still amazingly sensitive to my touch; but it was too bad what she wanted. I went right back to my full treatment of frigging her and chewing her nub with my teeth and lips. It took thirty seconds at the most until she was bucking at my face again, trying to get away from my hands and mouth. Instead, this time she gave up as the wave came over her. This time as she had her orgasm, she thrust her pussy up hard into my face and twitched as she held her hips off the bed, almost begging me not to stop.

I pulled away from her when she dropped her ass to the bed again. I asked her again if she was ready for another orgasm, and I thought she was going to go into spasms trying to get me to understand she couldn’t take anymore on her clit at the moment. I knew she couldn’t, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t all set for a good fucking to top off her orgasms. I found it almost amusing how easily I slid my cock into her. She was extremely tight, but so fucking wet, she could have taken twice as much as I was supplying her with at the moment. I couldn’t wait to turn her on to my friends. I had just decided that perhaps I wouldn’t let her ever see their faces, just so she would have no idea if she were ever talking to someone that I had let fuck her.

I had spent so much time pleasing my bitch, that I was so ready to cum again. Since it was going to be one of those short fucks that most girls hate, I at least made it rough for her. I banged my pelvic bone as hard against her clit as I could as I fucked myself off in her. And when I was ready to fill her up, I reached down and frigged her clit with two fingers to get her to cum one more time as I did. I squeezed her tiny little ass cheek in my other hand as I wailed away at her. I had always known how much girls like that soft couple of inches of ass fat squeezed as they fuck. The fat right next to their holes that spelled out nastiness to them.

This time we both bucked in unison as we both had mind-shattering cums. As soon as I started shooting into her, I moved both of my hands to the sides of her face and felt it through her mask. The mask was so hot and dampened from her sweat. Her breathing labored out around the ball gag in hard thrusting sounds. She struggled to get enough air in through her nostrils as she huffed her exhales out around the ball as fast as possible. I let her labor for a few moments to enjoy her exhilaration, and then I turned her head to the side to take it off. I again asked her if she was going to be coming back. Still, she didn’t want to commit herself. I could see she was quite tired of being tied like a Thanksgiving turkey, so I took pity on her and released her legs.

Just before I released her hands though, I saw my cum seeping from her cunt. I wiped my hands through her lips, brought some of our juices to her mouth, and made her taste it. She wasn’t as opposed to tasting our mix as I thought she would be. While I pulled her arm loops free from the bedposts, I told her the guys were here now. I had heard them come in as we were fucking. Her body instantly started trembling again. Her legs even snapped closed, perhaps thinking they were already in the room. With all the noise she was making trying to breathe through her gag, she wouldn’t have known if they came in or not.

I told Amy as she rubbed her arms to get blood flowing freely again, that the men would be waiting for her out in the living room. I started to take the rope off one of her wrists, but told her we might want to use those in the other room. Her shaking started to look more like convulsions to me, but I wasn’t done fucking her mind yet. This was one day she was never going to be able to forget. I helped her stand and told her it was time to turn her out to my friends. Just as I had done to lead her into the bedroom, I slipped two fingers into her cunt rather deeply, and started pulling her like my arm was a leash. She grabbed my arm to steady herself and to try to keep me from pulling her out of the bedroom. Amy said fuck with the rules, and started voicing her dissent to being handed over to three more men. I told her she knew they were next and waiting for her.

Amy struggled like hell all the way down the hall, still following my hand blindfolded. She was trying to get off my fingers by comically lifting one leg then the other, and bouncing to try to free herself. But my fingers easily went wherever her cunt went. I told her to stop jumping around in front of the guys, that she just looked like a silly bitch. I finally withdrew my fingers from her and placed her directly in front of the couch. I forced her to her knees, and bent to whisper into her ear through the mask. She started crying and sobbing uncontrollably as I whispered to her exactly what I expected her to say to the men she was kneeling before. At first, she said she couldn’t, but I got very demanding and pushed her shoulder roughly.

Finally, between her sobs and the tears flowing down to the opening in her mask for her mouth, she spoke to them for the first time. Though her words were very broken up, they were precise. “I’m Master Jake’s… bitch. I’m here for your… pleasure… and you can do… whatever you want to me. Master said I should… offer myself to be tied… over the couch… for all of you.”

I had to taunt her one last time and tugged a little on a couple of the ropes as she cried loudly. Then I got down on my knees behind her, let my hands rub from between her thighs, over her extremely wet cunt, and ended by groping her tiny little boobs roughly in my fingers. I whispered to her so soft the she could hardly hear around her sobbing, “You have got to be the best bitch any man has ever had. I have such a wonderful present for you.” I unfastened her mask, and pried the tightened leather over her head, releasing her long blond hair to fall down freely again. She squinted at the first light she had seen in almost two hours.

As she got her sight back in focus, she snapped her head around the room as I held her body tightly to mine. The shock and horror of all that had happened to her, and was planned for her hit her. Her sobbing stopped, but her crying became fluent as I watched tears stream down her face. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing in the room and struggled to make sense of it. Her eyes kept searching every inch of the room to grasp what was waiting for her. When she couldn’t believe exactly what I had just done to her, she turned and stared me in the face. Her eyes were questioning me as to how I could do all this to her.

I asked her one last time, “Will you come back and play with me again?” Her eyes were so very sad looking as she hugged me for her safety, and whispered to me this time, “Oh god, yeah!” We held each other for at least five minutes as her tears gradually stopped and I enjoyed the feeling of our nude, sweaty bodies embracing. Her trembling subsided and was exchanged for the groping of her hands over my back, pulling me into her. When she rested her head on my shoulder to hide her eyes from me, I had to gaze around the room. It seemed so much emptier then it had even been before. I knew I had to give her permission to finger herself crazy for the next couple of days, knowing that she would feel guilty over all her newly acquired feelings and lustful perversions. As it sank into her just what I had done to her; the subtleties, the staging, the love I showed her, she would understand for the first time in her life, that the brain really is the major sex organ.

I asked her, “Have you ever seen such a poetically empty room before?” She hugged me harder, as if there were a need for it. And as if answering my last question again instead of this one, she whispered, “Oh, god… yeah!”

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