   MRWADE64.STY                                          BY MASTER WADE
   1992
     
     
                                   Raping Brenda
     
     
        
  
  
                               

    I suppose some people would have called it kidnapping or rape.
Well, I guess it was kidnapping in a legal sense.  And I suppose some
of the things I did to her were actually rape.  I guess I was just
lucky that when I finished with her she had no desire to press charges
of any kind.  She certainly felt differently about it at the end than
she did at the beginning.

    Her name was Brenda, and she was my immediate superior's secretary.
Jack was a womanizer from the word go, and he never kept a secretary
very long.  He hired pretty, young things who could seldom do the work
that needed to be done, and most of the time they weren't interested in
doing the things he wanted them to do.

    When she first came to work, I didn't expect her to last long,
either.  She was 23 years old and had short, black hair that she wore
in a page boy type cut.  It was the prettiest hair I'd ever seen, and
it shone like it had been waxed or something.  She was meticulous about
her appearance, always had on just the right amount of makeup and wore
beautiful clothes.  I pictured her as living in a cheap walk-up in
order to be able to afford to dress as she did.

    Jack was wild about her from the very first.  I'd never seen him be
so obvious about his attraction to one of his secretaries, but then
Brenda let him get by with things in public that I'd never seen him get
by with, either.  As long as it was just us "underlings" around, Jack
would openly touch her breasts or her ass through her dress most
anytime he wanted.  Brenda would make him stop, but she never seemed
serious about it, and he always got a good feel in before she
humorously stopped him.

    She was the talk of the office and didn't make friends among the
other employees.  It was pretty obvious at times that she had let Jack
fuck her in his office the way she walked out with her hair mussed and
her dress wrinkled, but the rest of us knew better than to try to get a
piece of the action.  Harry had tried that once with a good looking
blonde that Jack had hired, but when Jack found out he had him
transferred to shipping.

    We just satisfied ourselves with looking at her and enjoying the
view.  I was one of the lucky ones in that respect, since my desk was
close to her's and I could see her legs when she sat down or got up
from her desk.  They were wonderful legs, and she often wore stockings
and a garter belt which made the view just that much better.  Brenda
knew I stared at her every time she made a move and just smiled smugly
at the effect she had on me.

    She had been working for almost a year when she began teasing me
unmercifully.  I don't know why she started doing it, unless she was
tiring of Jack and just wanted a little additional excitement, but I
wasn't about to complain.  Not at first, at least.  I thought I might
get to date her.  Jack was married, and while he had no problems with
fucking the little tarts that he hired, he never saw them away from the
office.  It was how he kept his marriage together, I guess.

    At first I just thought she was beginning to be more careless.  Her
dress would ride up higher and higher when she would sit down at the
desk, and she seemed to keep the chair back further away from the desk,
allowing me to see more and more of her beautiful thighs.  Then one day
Jack was away from the office.  I was staring at her as usual when she
sat down behind the desk.  Suddenly she began sliding her dress up.
She adjusted the garters that held up the black stockings she was
wearing, doing each garter slowly, obviously aware that I was watching.
Still, she didn't look at me, and although I knew that it was a
performance for me, I didn't expect it to happen again, as much as I
loved it.  Less than half an hour later, however, she was pulling the
dress up again, and this time she stared right into my eyes while she
did it.  She pulled the tight, black dress up all the way to her waist,
and turning toward me, opened her legs, exposing her crotch to me in
the process.

    No one else could see her the way I could see her, and glancing
around the room rather nervously, she began rubbing her thighs above
the tops of her stockings lightly with her fingers.  She moved her
hands higher and higher, staring deeply into my eyes, then began
rubbing her clit through her now wet panties.  Shielded from the other
employees by my desk, I began rubbing my crotch as I watched her
touching herself, and my participation seemed to spur her on even more.
Her legs opened even more widely, and she slid her hand down inside her
panties to begin inserting fingers in her hole.

    I struggled a bit to remove my dick from my pants and began
stroking it as I watched her fingering herself.  She pulled her panties
to the side with her free hand, so that I could see her other hand
fucking at her cunt.  She now had three fingers deep inside and was
breathing hard, her eyes glazed over with lust.  She was so wet and hot
that her juice ran from her hole and was puddling up on the chair under
her ass.  I could see it running down the black panties as she fucked
herself deeply with the three fingers of her right hand.

    I started spurting before I thought about having anything to catch
the cum, and found myself shooting fuck all over the front of my pants.
It seemed that the cum would never stop running out of the head of my
hard, jerking dick, and I watched helplessly as it spilled out onto the
gray slacks I was wearing, making a dark circle as it's wetness seeped
into the material.

    Brenda was coming now, too, and she fought valiantly to keep from
screaming out as she bucked her hips tightly against her fingers.
Finally our passion was spent, and winking at me, she looked around to
be sure no one was watching, then licked her juice off of her fingers
before pulling her dress back down and sliding under the desk once
more.

    I sat there well into my lunch hour waiting for the cum I had
spilled on my pants to dry enough to allow me to get up from the desk.
Brenda knew exactly what my problem was and walked by my desk as she
went to lunch.  She smiled sweetly and said, "I know you...well, I know
you can't go to lunch right now.  Would you like for me to bring you
something from the deli around the corner?"

    I declined, but was pleased that she both acknowledged my condition
and seemed interested in helping me deal with my problem.  I felt sure
that I would be able to see her away from work now and looked forward
to talking to her when she got back from lunch.

    When she came back, I buzzed her phone, feeling it safer to talk to
her on the phone than in person in front of the other employees.

    "Brenda, that was wonderful....so very sexy.  I'd like to thank you
for it, and I was hoping you would let me take you to dinner tonight as
a way of showing my appreciation."

    Brenda laughed out loud; loudly enough that it attracted the
attention of the girl who worked nearest to her.  "You're asking me
out, is that it?  Hahahaha....I see you staring at me every day, but
don't get the idea that I want to date you.  I've got more guys waiting
for dates than I could date in a year if I dated them all.  Besides, I
doubt that Jack would like it if I dated one of his employees."

    "Well, I know you're bound to be very popular, Brenda, but I
thought maybe we would have a good time together.  I'd really like to
take you out."

    "Look, I don't want to hurt your feelings, but I'm not interested
in a date.  I know you've got the hots for me, and that's OK, but just
don't let it go to your head.  I get all the action I need from Jack
anyway."

    I mumbled some meaningless response and hung up, embarrassed by her
obvious lack of interest and my failed attempt at making a date with
her.

    Over the next couple of weeks, Brenda continued teasing me and
repeated the finger fucking show for me on several occasions.  She was
so sexy that I just couldn't ignore what she was doing.  and even
though it was terribly frustrating for me, I stroked my cock as I
watched her and spilled my fuck there in the office and later on at
home when I lay in my bed and thought about her beautiful body and
sexual heat.

    It was late August when she began calling me at home.  I knew it
was her, but she never admitted it, not during the calls or the next
day at the office.  They were obscene calls.  She was obviously
masturbating already when my phone rang, and she breathed line after
line of lurid fantasies to me while she fingered herself to a climax.
If I ever tried to say anything to her during the sex calls, she would
hang up, so I just listened and stroked my cock while she moaned into
the phone.

    By the middle of September, she was calling every night.  I
couldn't understand why I could be so important to her and still not be
able to get a date, but I asked several times and was always turned
down.  It was beginning to drive me crazy to see her walk into Jack's
office and fuck him, knowing that she would be calling me that night
and talking about how much she wanted me to use her slut body.  She was
also beginning to add to the list of sexy things that she did, stopping
at my desk to hand me a pair of her soaked panties, winking at me after
Jack had fucked her.  It was as if she was constantly trying to make me
hard, knowing that the only way I would be satisfied was by jerking my
meat and thinking about her.

    The company we worked for was involved in the manufacture of
theatrical supplies, which included alot of products that were popular
at Halloween.  We always had a company Halloween party which included a
dinner and dance at one of the larger hotels in the city.  I asked
Brenda to be my date for the party, and of course, she declined as
usual.  She said she would have to come alone because of Jack and that
she still didn't want to date me anyway.

    She was without a doubt the sexiest looking woman at the party.
She had dressed completely in black, and wore a long, black dress that
was slit nearly to her waist.  She had a black garter belt and black
seamed stockings on under the dress, and when she walked her stocking
tops were revealed to anyone who cared to watch.  And everyone at the
party did.  I did get a couple of dances with her, and she rubbed her
perky breasts against me and moved her hips toward me as we danced,
knowing full well the effect it would have on me.  She danced with
practically every man at the party and did the same thing with each of
them.  She was on the dance floor almost constantly, and the band even
played more slow songs than they might usually because of the tips the
men were giving them so that they could dance slow numbers with Brenda.

    Brenda was constantly being offered drinks by the guys at the
party, and it wasn't long before it was obvious that she had had too
much to drink.  Jack was there with his wife, and it was a bit
embarrassing to him for his secretary to be as obviously drunk and sexy
as Brenda was.  He asked me to take her home.

    Brenda was too intoxicated to offer much resistance.  I walked her
to my car, nearly having to hold her up as we went.  When I finally got
her in the front seat, she immediately began pulling her dress up to
her waist and fingering herself there in the car beside me.  She was
babbling something about how many men had asked to fuck her at the
party and was running her left hand inside the top of her dress to
pinch her nipples as she fucked her hole with the other hand.

    I guess all the teasing and all the frustration of the last several
months all just came to a head that night.  Before I could even get out
of the parking building, I was so hot that I just had to have her,
whether she wanted me to have her or not.  I pulled into an empty
parking spot and fucked her there in the front seat.  She fucked back
willingly for quite some time, but before either of us could come, she
passed out, leaving me with a limp dish rag of a slut to pump my fuck
into.  I wanted her to be awake, to feel my sperm shooting into her
body, and I just couldn't make it with her passed out.  Angry because I
knew she would resist me when she came to and sobered up, I drove
aimlessly through the city, not knowing where to take her.  I still
wanted and needed to fuck her more than I had ever needed to fuck
anyone in my life, but I had no idea at all how I was going to be able
to pull it off.  To be turned down at that point would have been the
ultimate humiliation.

    I drove until I was well outside the city, and finally stopped at a
small motel in a nearby town.  She was still passed out, so I took a
room and carried her inside laying her on the bed.  I removed her
dress, leaving her clad only in her bra, panties, garter belt and
stockings, and sat in the chair next to the bed waiting for her to come
to.  Slowly I realized that she might still resist me when she
awakened, so taking the pillow cases off the pillows on the two double
beds, I tied her hands and feet tightly and waited for her to regain
conciousness.

    I didn't plan what happened over the next two weeks, and it cost
both of us our jobs.  Luckily, it also resulted in the most completely
satisfying two weeks of my life and a relationship that lasted for
nearly two years.                         

			Raping Brenda-Part Two


    I sat on the bed next to Brenda and gazed over her ripe, young body
as she lay there bound and passed out.  This was the first time I had
seen her this close to naked, and she was every bit as beautiful as I
had imagined her to be.  I squeezed her tits through the black bra and
ran my hands over her stockinged legs and on up to her crotch.  Her
panties were soaking wet and clung to her cunt lips as I ran my finger
up and down the slit.

    I found myself wishing I had removed the bra and panties before
binding her to the bed.  Luckily, the bra hooked in front, and it was
rather easy to unhook it and pull it out from under her.  Her breasts
were so perfect that I gasped when the material fell away from them.
Even as she lay on her back, they stood proud and firm, the dark
circles of her areola tapering into nipples that begged to be sucked
and bitten and pinched.

    Leaning over her, I began licking at those nipples, flicking my
tongue against them lightly and watching them grow harder and harder.
With her still unaware of what was happening to her, I continued to
experiment with her tits, sucking on them, biting her nipples, pulling
them out away from her chest, observing the effect that it seemed to
have on her.  Her nipples continued to grow longer and harder, and the
results were making my cock stiff inside my pants.

    Rising from the bed, I slipped out of my clothes before rejoining
her on the bed.  The crotch of her panties was now plainly stained with
a dark circle of fuck juice, and using my pocketknife, I cut them away
from her.  They were literally running with her juice, and with a
wicked grin, I rubbed them across her face, coating her cheeks and nose
and mouth with her own fucking fluids.

    I had to stifle a laugh when Brenda's nose twitched as if she were
sniffing at the new smell her unconscious body was being subjected to.
A small smile came across her lips as if she was very pleased by the
aroma of the juices now covering her nostrils and upper lip.  Sliding
my hand down her belly to the now naked cunt that still leaked the
aromatic fluids, I slid my fingers between her soft lips and gathered
more juice to spread on her face.  I continued coating the young
secretary's face until her forehead, chin, neck and even her ears had
been given a thick covering of cunt juice.  Once that was accomplished,
I began concentrating on her upper lip and nostrils once more.  It
pleased me to think about her senses being filled by the smell of her
own fuck, especially after the many times I had pressed my own face
into her soaked panties in frustration.

    Every trip to her middle fuck hole found it even wetter than
before, and after I finally tired of covering her head with her juice,
I coated both of her tits, her hands and the insides of her thighs.
The entire room was now filled with the smell of slut cunt, and my dick
was so hard and full of cum that I couldn't stand it any longer.
Straddling Brenda's chest, I knelt over her, my cock pointed at her
mouth, and jerked the thick meat with my juice-covered hand until I
spewed a huge load of fuck onto her sleeping face.  Huge gobs of white
cum landed all over her nose and lips and chin and ran down her cheeks
and neck.  When I had milked it all out, I rubbed the head against her
tits to clean it and lay beside her, my head on her outstretched arm
and my now limp dick dripping the remains of its cum onto her thigh.

    I slept there next to her until her struggling body brought me out
of my reverie.  She wasn't fully awake yet when I rose to look at her
face, but was just beginning to come to.  When her eyes opened and she
awoke enough to realize that she was tied and naked, she began to
struggle even more violently and began asking where I had taken her and
what I had done to her.

    "Untie me this minute!!  What do you think you're doing?  How did I
get here?  Where are we??" she hissed.

    "Just calm down, Brenda.  You're in a motel, and you'll stay tied
as long as I want you to be tied.  I've been playing with you ever
since I had to take you away from the party, and I'm going to play with
you until I get tired of playing with you.  I'm going to fuck you, too;
once for every time you've made me hard and made me need to screw you.
You've got it all coming, you little tramp, and you're going to get
what you deserve!  If you can't keep quiet, I will have to gag you, but
if you'll just shut up and be a good, little slut, I'll not hurt you
and you'll be freed much more quickly."

    "You filthy bastard!!  This is kidnapping, you son of a bitch!!
You can't keep me here against my will!!  I'll see you go to prison for
this!!"

    I wadded up the juice-soaked panties I had cut away from her
earlier and stuffed them in her cursing mouth.  She continued to try to
yell at me, but all that came out was muffled moans that wouldn't be
heard outside the room.  I entertained myself by rubbing her hard clit
with my index finger while she mumbled into the panties and pulled at
the pillow cases that bound her.  Finally, she realized it was
fruitless to continue trying to talk, and eventually even her struggles
against the bonds ceased.

    I could tell that it angered her that she was so aroused by the
finger that kept rubbing her, but also that she was growing
increasingly more aroused the longer I rubbed her there.  Kneeling
between her legs, I held open her cunt lips and began licking her,
concentrating on her clit and flicking it with the tip of my tongue.
Her hips began moving in small circles as I licked her, and before
long, the movements had become short, strong hunches upward as she
tried to press her cunt against my mouth.

    I continued licking her and sucking at her clit until she was right
on the verge of exploding into her climax, then stopped and moved back
beside her once more, stopping all contact with her still rising and
falling hips.

    "You need to come, don't you, Brenda?" I asked teasingly.  "Poor,
little baby has a wet pussy and needs to be fucked so bad.  You're cute
when you need to be fucked like you do right now.  Usually when you
need to be fucked this bad, you don't have any problem getting a dick.
But this isn't one of those usual times, is it, Brenda?"

    She glared at me with hate in her eyes and struggled at the bonds
once again, spitting curses into the panties that still filled her
mouth.  "You could have this cock, you know," I said to her, kneeling
beside her and holding my semi-erect penis in front of her face.  "You
could have it deep inside your trembling little cunt.  It's all ready
shot a load of hot, white cum onto your face, and it could be shooting
another load into your needy pussy.  But you're not really a cock
fucker, are you, Brenda?  You're just a cock teaser.  And little cock
teasers only get cocks when they finally are willing to admit that they
need them more than anything.  We'll just see how long it takes for you
to reach that point."

    Laying back beside her again, I began rubbing her clit with my
thumb and slowly working my middle finger into her hole.  As angry as
she was, she couldn't stop her body from responding once again to the
hand that was playing with her pussy, and her hips once more began
circling fucking movements trying to get more and more of my hand up
inside it.  I played her like a musical instrument, creating a chorus
of rising passion inside her until she was close to coming, then taking
my hand away and rubbing more of her juice on her lips and nostrils
while the de-crescendo of her passion took place inside her.  Then the
fingers would be put back inside her and her heat would build once
more.

    I kept this little game up for over an hour, smiling as the amount
of time I could keep my fingers inside her without bringing her to an
orgasm grew shorter and shorter.  Her hips rose and fell continuously
now, and she seemed to even eagerly anticipate the rubbing of her fuck
onto her lip.  I could see her nostrils flare when my hand approached,
as if she wanted to suck the hot smell of sex deep into her lungs.  The
shorter the period of time became when I could keep my fingers in her
drippy hole, the wetter her nose and upper lip stayed, until toward the
end, there was enough fuck there that I could scoop up large gobs of it
and press it into her nostrils.  Suddenly, she seemed to start choking
on either the fuck she had inhaled or the saliva and juices
accumulating in her mouth, so I quickly pulled the soaked underwear
from her mouth.

    She gasped and coughed, gulping at the fresh air that she could now
inhale through her open mouth.  When she finally recovered, I started
to re-insert the panties into her mouth when she quietly begged for me
to wait.  "Please don't put them back.  I'll be quiet, I promise.  I
see you're going to have your way with me, so I'll cooperate.  Really,
I will.  Please don't put the panties back in my mouth!"

    "Ok, I'll leave them out for now.  But if you curse me even once,
or make any attempt to scream out for help, you'll pay for it.  Do you
understand?" I said intimidatingly.

    "Yes, I understand, and I promise you won't have any more trouble
out of me.  I want you to fuck me.  Please fuck me."

    "Maybe I don't want to fuck you.  Jack fucks you.  Who knows who
else fucks you," I replied.

    "But you have to fuck me," she said, desperation filling her voice.
"I've never been this hot before.  I'll do anything you say.  Just fuck
me.  Stick your dick in me and fuck me.  Pleassse!!"

    "Well, maybe if you are real good I'll leave the door open when I
leave and send some guys over to fuck you.  There are usually some guys
at that black bar around the corner.  Maybe some of them would like
some white pussy."

    "No.....I want YOUR cock inside me.  I know I've teased you
terribly, but you must know it's because I find you so attractive.
Please, oh, please fuck me!"

    I started putting fingers back into her hole once again and idly
played with the nipple nearest me with the other hand as she continued
to beg for my dick.

    "Look...you don't even have to keep me tied up.  I'll stay here
with you as long as you like.  You can fuck me as often as you want.
Just, please, let me feel your cock deep inside me.  Please let me
come."  Her hips were bucking once more.

    "You sure do get wet, you little slut.  The whole room wreaks of
your fuck juice.  Did you like having it pushed up inside your nose?"

    Brenda's face turned a deep crimson at the lewd words I spat at
her.  "At first I didn't.  But really it made me so hot.  I love the
smell of cunt juice.  Now, fuck me, please."

    "Maybe you'd like some more of your juice.  Do you want to lick my
fingers?" I asked teasingly.

    "Yes, please feed me some of my fuck.  Make me eat my juice.
Anything, just fuck me."

    The collapsing walls of her trembling cunt made a loud, sloshy
noise as I slid the three fingers out of it and moved them to her
mouth.  She opened it eagerly and ran her tongue out to meet the
entering fingers.  There was no play-acting here.  She really did want
to suck her own fuck into her mouth.  She cleaned her jism off of my
hand eagerly, and when she was done, I stuck them back into her ready-
to-be-filled hole.

    "Oh, you do like that, don't you, Brenda?  Do you have a girlfriend
that gives you cunt juice to eat?  Are you a little bi-slut, Brenda?"

    "Yes, my roommate is my girlfriend, and she lets me eat her alot.
She knows all about you, and she'll tell you how much I have wanted to
fuck you.  I was just afraid that Jack would find out.  Please stick
your cock in me."

    "I thought you might have a girlfriend, especially since you never
get calls from other men at work.  Maybe instead of fucking you I'll
just invite your girlfriend over and fuck her while you watch.  Would
you like that, Brenda?"

    "Please don't do that to me.  You can fuck her anytime you want to,
and I'll be glad to watch if you want me to...but god, I need your dick
in me so bad!!  Please screw me.  Dick me!!!"

    "You can have another finger, I guess.  Do you want another finger,
Brenda?"

    "Yessssss...Please put more in....anything...but I want your dick.
Show it to me.  Let me see it again."

    I knelt beside her once more as I inserted the fourth finger into
her trembling cunt, and with my free hand, rubbed my cock head against
her cheek.  She turned her head to the side attempting to take it into
her mouth, but I pulled it away.

    "You want to suck my dick, too, do you, Brenda?  Are you a cock-
sucking little slut, Brenda?  A cunt-eating, cock-sucking slut?"

    "Yes, that's what I am.  Please give me your hard dick.  Stick it
in any of my holes.  Just give me dick.  I need it soooo much!!"

    Her hips were hunching wildly now and sweat was running from her
body as she begged for dick.  Her heated passion and her admissions
were beginning to get the best of me, so I finally relented and moved
between her open legs, removing my fingers from her hole.

    Taking my shaft in my hand, I rubbed the big head of my dick
against her clit as I continued to talk to her.

    "Here's dick for you, Brenda.  Here's hot fuck meat to fill your
needy fuck hole.  You are a cunt-juice-and-cum-covered slut who has
begged for my dick until you are finally going to get it.  Fuck it well
and take it all if you ever want to have it inside you again."

    Placing the head at the entrance to her cavernous cunt, I slammed
my hips forward, shoving the whole length of my stiff dick deeply into
her pussy.  I felt the head hit her cervix, and she cried out with need
and alarm.

    "Ohhhhhh god!!!  That's it!!  Screw it all the way into my belly!
Fuck me!  Yes!  Fuck me harrrrrrd!!!!"

    I slammed into her, ramming her with the dick she had teased so
many times in the past.  Her head jerked back by the force of my
thrusts, and her eyes opened widely each time it filled her to the max.
My pubic bone was bashing into her's with each thrust of my hips, and
my balls slapped at her wet ass loudly.  She began grunting like an
animal, her head moving from side to side as she took the fucking she
so richly deserved.

    I could actually feel her climax moving through her body as I
fucked her.  Her legs tensed and her stomach rippled as her cunt
spasmed against my cock.  Her head rose from the bed, and she stared at
me with her eyes opened widely and her mouth open as if in a silent
scream.  My second load of fuck erupted from my heavy balls and coursed
through my dick, pouring out of the end and coating her spasming walls.

    She fell back against the bed, gasping and whimpering as I spewed
the last of my cum into her.  Removing my well-satisfied dick from her
and laying beside her, I took her face into my hands and kissed her
softly on the mouth.  She returned my kiss warmly, still breathing
hard.

    We lay there together quietly as the juice from our coupling dried
on our skin.  We both knew now that everything had changed.  It was no
longer necessary for me to keep her tied, and there would be no more
teasing without a satisfying resolution.  The walls that had kept us
apart in the past had been shattered and lay scattered around the bed
in which we lay.                        Raping Brenda-Part Three


    From that point on Brenda never complained about anything.  Neither
of us spoke very much for a long time.  I kept her tied to the bed and
continued playing with her body, testing her responsiveness to
different stimuli and making her come time after time in every
conceivable way.  She and I both drifted in and out of sleep
occasionally, following our orgasms, but I used her in some way or
another the entire time, not worrying about whether she was asleep or
not.

    She understood now that I was going to use her sexually for as long
as I liked, and she not only accepted that fact, but wanted it as much
as I did.  Her eyes would widen at times when she saw me approaching
with some object with which I would fuck her, but she never once asked
me not to fuck her with it.  She just lay there tied to the bed and
hunched her hips back at whatever intruder I had inserted until she
came once more.

    Eventually I ran out of things in the room to fuck her with, and
only then did I realize that we hadn't eaten since we entered the room.
Actually it was only then that I thought about what time it was or
whether or not night had come and gone.

    The party had been on Saturday night, and as I looked at my watch,
I realized that it was now Sunday night and almost midnight.  My poor,
little slut had been tied there on her back for over twenty-four hours
without anything to drink or eat, other than the juices that ran from
our sexual organs.

    "I'm going to untie you, Brenda, so that I can roll you over onto
your stomach.  I know you must be tired of being on your back so much.
Then I'm going to go get us something to eat.  I didn't realize that so
much time has passed, but it's late on Sunday night."

    "How long are we going to stay here?" Brenda asked.

    "I'm not sure, Brenda.  I'm going to make you my slave, and while
your attitude has changed alot since we first came to the motel, there
is still much for us to do.  When we do leave this motel, you will be a
completely different person than you were when you entered, and you
will recognize needs that you never realized you had before."

    "Should we call Jack and tell him we won't be in tomorrow?" she
asked.

    "Jack has seen the last of us, sweet Brenda.  The only reason that
I didn't quit long ago was that you were there.  I'll decide from now
on who you fuck and when you fuck them, and Jack will certainly not be
on the list.  So don't worry about that or anything else.  As your
Master, I'll handle everything.  All you have to do is trust me."

    Brenda smiled softly and sighed with contentment.  "Master.  I like
the sound of that.  Thank you, Master, for taking me away from Jack and
his tiny, little dick.  And thank you even more for wanting me to be
your slave."

    As I left the room, I glanced back over my shoulder at the now
totally naked body of my new slave.  She looked just as beautiful
laying on her stomach as she did on her back.  I could hardly wait to
get back and fuck her again.

    While I was out, I went by my house to pick up some things that I
would need over the next few days.  I could have just taken Brenda home
with me, but until she was fully broken-in, I didn't want to risk
taking her out of the motel room.  I called her roommate and told her
that Brenda was with me and that I would have Brenda call her the
following day.  I was sure that Brenda had slept over with boyfriends
before, and didn't expect Susan to be worried about her for another day
or two.  Still, it didn't hurt any to let her know where her friend
was.  Susan had a very sexy voice, and I looked forward to meeting her.

    I got back with the food and the items from my house to find Brenda
sleeping.  I set the table by the window with the food that I had
brought and knelt between Brenda's legs to awaken her.  I began playing
with her asshole, running my tongue along it and pressing it harder and
harder against her tiny opening.  She'd never had a dick in her ass.  I
could tell by looking at it.  But her response to my tongue told me
that she was sensitive there and that she would come to love taking
dicks there, as well.  When she awoke, I had the tip of my tongue well
into her ass.

    "Unnnnghhhh, what are you doing back there?" she asked with a big
smile.  "Whatever it is, don't stop....it feels wonderful!"

    I sucked at her ass for another five or ten minutes, then moved
beside her again and kissed her deeply, letting her taste her ass on my
tongue.

    "It's time for us to eat now, my little slave-slut.  I called
Susan, so she won't worry about you until tomorrow.  I told her I'd
have you call her then."

    I untied her and smiled as she stretched and yawned.  She was
indeed a beautiful young girl, and I loved getting to see her naked
after having fantasized about it for so many months.

    Neither of us realized how hungry we were until we began eating.
The food itself was almost a sexual experience after having deprived
ourselves for so long.  After we ate, we showered together and I fucked
Brenda against the shower wall, slamming into her as the water poured
off our bodies.  After the shower, we sat together on the bed and
talked.

    "Brenda, one of the things that will make you such a wonderful
slave is the very thing that used to frustrate me so much in the past.
You have an uncommon ability to tease men and make them need to fuck
you more than anything.  You are one of the most beautiful women I have
ever seen, and you know exactly how to use your beauty and your body to
make dicks hard.  That's something that doesn't come easily to all
women, even women who are nearly as beautiful as you are."

    Brenda laughed softly and opened her legs exposing her pussy to me.
"Look how wet you just made me.  I guess that's proof that I really get
turned on by the idea of making dicks hard.  Are you saying that I'll
be able to continue doing that as your slave?"

    "Yes, you will, Brenda.  For one thing you will continue to make me
hard, and you'll tease me just as much as ever.  The difference will be
that you will no longer control the results of your teasing.  You'll
have no idea when you begin teasing a man whether he will be fucking
you or not.  Also, you will lose control of when you tease and who you
tease.  As your Master, I will decide all of that for you."

    "But suppose we aren't together and I have the urge to tease
someone?  What will I do?"

    "Well, you may always ask my permission both to tease someone and
to fuck them.  Sometimes I'll allow it, other times I won't.  I can't
be around you all the time, and you will no doubt decide for yourself
at times that you want to tease someone.  After being caught at it a
time or two, you'll change your mind, however.  You'll discover that it
just isn't worth disappointing your Master, especially when your Master
will let you tease and fuck so many other people."

    "Are you saying that you will have to be around when I fuck other
men?"

    "No, not always.  I'm merely saying that you will not fuck other
men without my permission.  Sometimes you will tell me that there is
this man that you want to fuck, and I'll have you bring him to our
house where I will watch you fuck him.  Other times I'll simply tell
you where and when to fuck him and you can tell me all about it when
you come back home.  When you become my slave, you don't give up your
freedom to take dicks.  You just give up the right to decide which
dicks you take."

    "Will you make me fuck men I don't want to fuck?"

    "Oh yes, at times I will.  There are several reasons for that.  One
of them should be pretty obvious to you now.  You didn't want to fuck
me.  At least you certainly fought the urge successfully for quite some
time, if you did.  You feel differently about that now, which indicates
that you may be better served by letting someone else make that
decision for you.  It's also important that you feel like a slut, since
you're going to be one for me.  Merely fucking men that immediately
turn you on isn't likely to make you feel as much like a slut as being
made to fuck a man or men that you really don't want to fuck."

    "Men?  Are you going to let more than one man at a time have me?"

    "Of course.  I'm not going to just turn you out on the streets and
let just anybody bang you.  Don't misunderstand.  At first, it may seem
that I'll let anyone fuck you, but it won't really be that way.  I know
alot of men already and am aware of how they can please women.  And
lots of the guys that fuck you will have fucked other women for me in
the past.  With time, there will be a group of men who will show
themselves to be more able to please you and you them than any others,
and usually your whoring will revolve around those men.  There will be
some strangers from time to time, of course, but not as many as you
might expect."

    Brenda had her hand between her legs now and was rubbing her clit
hotly.  Her eyes were glued to mine and her voice was shaky with
passion as we talked.

    "I do like to fuck, Master.  There have been times when Susan was
eating me or fingering me when I've thought about being the center of a
gang bang and being fucked over and over again.  It really does make me
hot!" she moaned.  "In fact, there were lots of times when Jack would
be dicking me in the office when I would fantasize about you and some
other men walking in and helping him fuck me."  She was squirming now
and sticking two fingers in her hole.

    "Some of those men will fuck you now that you're my slave-slut,
Brenda.  You'll tell me which ones you want, and I'll arrange it.  I'll
want you to tell me when you find a man attractive, and often I'll make
you masturbate while you think about that man shoving his fuck meat
into you.  Tell me which guys at the office you want me to make you
fuck and suck."

    "Now?  Oh, god.  You really want me to tell you?"  She was
fingering herself wildly now as she thought about admitting to me that
she wanted the cocks of our co-workers.

    "Yes, tell me.  I know you love cocks, Brenda.  And I can see your
cunt running with fuck juice now as you think about those dicks that
you've worked around in the past sliding in and out of you.  Tell me,
Brenda.  Tell me everything."

    "Well....if you're sure...there's Fred.  Unnnnngh!  I saw Fred get
hard one day when Jack was feeling me up in front of him.  His dick
looked like it might be eight or nine inches long!  I'd love to let him
dick me!"

    "That's my girl.  Tell me about the others.  Who else do you want
to dick you?"  I began pinching Brenda's nipples as she talked about
the men in the office.

    "Mike.  Yes...oh, god yes, Mike!  He handed me a note one day and
the note told me things that he wanted to do to my body.  I made him
think that it offended me, but I'd love for him to do those things to
me sometime.  I masturbate to that note at least once a week even now."

    "Ok, Mike and Fred are going to dick you.  Who else?"  I was
pulling her nipples out hard now, and she had inserted another finger
into her hot hole.  She was barely able to get the words out now, she
was so hot.

    "This is so awful...but...I really do want his dick.  He works
nights doing the floors.  He's...he's black.  I've seen him at the
Nautilus working out, and I've never seen a bigger, stronger looking
black man.  One night when Jack made me stay late, he walked in on us
while Jack was fucking me doggy style.  I was looking back at Jack over
my shoulder and saw the floor man standing there watching us.  It made
me so hot for him to watch that I came while he was watching.  I don't
even know his name, but I want to take his dick!"

    "Get on your hands and knees on the floor, Brenda, and stick your
ass up in the air.  Close your eyes and pretend that the dick that is
fucking you belongs to the black man."

    Brenda moved immediately to the floor and assumed the doggy style
fucking position.  I moved behind her and pressed my thick meat into
her dripping hole.  I assumed the role of the black man.

    "I saw you fucking Mr. Walsh, you slut.  He was dicking you just
like this, but his white cock wasn't half the size of this one.  Now
it's time for you to take some nigger dick!"  I shoved my cock deeply
into her bottom, nearly knocking her over.  "You love black dicks,
don't you, white whore?" I hissed.

    "YESSSSS!!!  I need your cock more than anything!  Fuck me hard.
Just like that.  Yes, yes, yes!!!!"

    Brenda humped back at my cock as I screwed it into her.  I held her
by the hips roughly as the strong black man might when he fucked his
thick, dark meat into her from behind.

    "Feel my black meat filling your honky hole!  C'mon bitch, fuck
back on it!!  Whoooee, look at the little, white, whore fuck!" I said,
my voice heavily accented.

    Brenda was grunting now and deeply involved in the fantasy.  She
supported herself by laying on her chest and had her right hand back
under her upraised ass, touching my balls with her finger tips and
pressing her palm against her clit.  Her words were nearly incoherent
now, and they came out in a broken stream of hot moans.

    "Unnnngh, black dick, fuck like dogs, deeper, white slut, white
cum, thick, black cock, strong hands, fuck, unnnnngh, so hot, fuck,
fuck, fuck me!!!!"

    I rammed the middle finger of my right hand deep into her asshole
when I sensed her orgasm was imminent, and she fell flat to the floor
with me following as the waves of passion overtook her.  She continued
to fuck her hips back at the dick inside her cunt and the finger inside
her ass as my cock began spewing yet another load of cum into her.

    Later as we lay in the bed, both too tired for anything but sleep
and light conversation, she kissed me tenderly and spoke to me warmly.
"Master, I don't know how to thank you.  You seem to know exactly who I
am and exactly what turns me on.  It scares me, but yet I trust you to
make it all alright.  Thank you for bringing me here and for wanting me
to be your slave."

    I kissed her back and smiled to myself as I stared into the
darkness.  She was coming along nicely and there was much more to come.                           
Raping Brenda-Part Four


    Over the next several days, I fed Brenda a steady and unrelenting
diet of sexual stimulation and fulfillment.  It pleased me that not
once during that time did she tire of it or complain in any way.  I had
brought a good supply of written material, primarily sexual fantasies,
which I required her to read while I manipulated her body.  I learned
alot about her in the process and was increasingly able to know just
what would push her over the edge submissively.

    As I had anticipated, Brenda became more and more excited by
humiliation and exposure and grew more and more tolerant of some of the
milder forms of pain.  She became extremely sensitive with respect to
nipple and cunt lip manipulation and began coming just from having
clips and clamps attached to those places.  The feel of leather straps
flicking across her ass, thighs, tits and even her cunt began making
her extremely hot, as well.

    By the end of the week, Brenda had made an excellent start at
becoming the kind of slut I always knew she could be.  Her orgasms grew
in intensity and regularity, yet they seemed to become less important
to her than simply being used and being given the opportunity to submit
herself fully to her Master.  From having the opportunity to use her
over and over again, I began to develop the necessary feel for "who"
she was and was able to "play" her like a musical instrument, helping
her reach higher and higher levels of sexual passion as the days
passed.

    On Friday, although her training was certainly not totally
complete, I determined that she was sufficiently acclimated to the role
of my slave that we could resume a more normal lifestyle.  Sitting her
down beside me on the bed, I spoke to her about the changes that had
taken place during our time together.

    "Brenda, prior to our coming to this room together, you lived life
much differently than you will from this point on.  In some ways you
were a slut without a Master, fucking and teasing at random with no
real purpose or goal.  There were things that deep down inside you
wanted very much to do and to be able to do, but you were unaware of
how to go about doing those things, and I think, were frightened of
actually doing some of them.  Now you have learned that by having the
goal of obeying your Master and dedicating yourself to that goal that
you have been freed to have all your needs met without the aimlessness
and lack of direction you have experienced in the past.  Now, when you
lay on your back and take dick after dick into your holes, you don't
have to feel selfish, because you know that you will be pleasing your
Master, not simply just fulfilling your own desires.  Now, when you
fantasize about taking thick man meat up your ass, it will be
accompanied by the knowledge that your asshole has been trained to
accept them and the realization that you not only are physically able
to do it, but that you both mentally and physically enjoy it."

    "I know that this week has been physically and mentally exhausting
for you, and that you have been super stimulated constantly for so long
that you are weak-kneed and in need of sleep and rest, but I hope that
as I allow you to re-enter the "real" world that you will remember this
time as one of great growth for you.  If you re-enter society
successfully, you will find that this feeling of super stimulation and
constant arousal will continue to accompany you wherever you go and
whatever you do, but that you will have an element of control now which
will make it comfortable for you to feel that way.  You need not fear
the feelings that you will have...the thirst for cum and cunt juice
that you will feel when you look at other people, the hunger to let
large groups of men use you that you will be so aware of when you are
around large groups of the other sex, the great emptiness that you will
experience at times because your holes are not being filled and
fucked...all these feelings will be strong, yet will be acceptable to
you because you know you can trust me to not let them become
unbearable.  Never worry that you will hunger excessively without being
fed, for nothing will please your Master more than seeing that your
needs are met sufficiently.  When you have a need, you must vocalize
that need to me, without fear of reprimand.  When there is a man you
wish to fuck or suck, you must simply tell me so.  When there is a
woman whose juice you need to taste or whom you would like to kiss
deeply on the mouth, or whom you would like to see your Master fuck,
you must simply tell me your wishes.  When you need to be spanked, tell
me.  When you need to be exposed to other people, tell me.  When you
need to be tied, gagged, gang-banged, tell me."

    "As our training continues, you will learn many of the signals that
will enable you to communicate your needs and desires to me under any
and all circumstances, and you will learn the signals that I will use
to direct your actions in acceptable ways.  Learn them well and be
alert constantly for them and you will seldom find yourself with the
problem of having a dry cunt."

    After our talk, I watched Brenda pack up the things I had used on
her during the week.  It pleased me to see her obvious fondness for the
dildos, vibrators, whips and clamps as she packed them tenderly away.
Just handling them was exciting her, and I could sense a reluctance for
her motel-training to end.

    For her "going-away" attire, I had chosen a simple, red dress and a
matching pair of high heels, with no underclothes of any kind under it.
It was the first time she had ever gone out in public without any
underclothes under her clothing, but it would certainly not be the last
time.

    When she had completed packing and dressing, I had her stand before
me with her feet apart and pull the dress up in front of her, exposing
her body to me.  As I had expected, her lips were moist, and she jumped
slightly as I touched her clit with my finger.  I rubbed it lightly
with just the tip of my finger as she stood there, rubbing her until
the goose-bumps covered the insides of her thighs and until her knees
began bending slightly and her hips began moving in small circles.
When I removed my finger from her now hard clit, she lowered the dress.

    "No, pull it back up, Brenda.  Put it down when I tell you to, not
before."  I sat motionless as she pulled the dress back up and just
looked at her legs and shaved cunt.  I knew she was expecting me to
touch her again and I waited, letting her anticipate the resumption of
my manipulation of her pussy.  It was an awkward time, accompanied by
that feeling that something which was supposed to be happening wasn't
happening, but the awkwardness of it added to the moisture between the
little slut's legs.

    I reached out and touched her clit once more, sensing the relief
that Brenda felt as I did so.  I touched it for perhaps ten seconds,
then stopped again.  She began to lower the dress once more.

    "No, Brenda.  I'll tell you when I don't want you to show off your
little whore cunt to me.  Keep the dress up!" I said forcefully.  She
pulled the dress back up once more, sighing deeply.

    "Stand there just as you are and don't move a muscle," I said,
getting up from the chair.  I loaded the suitcase full of clothing and
sex toys into the car, leaving Brenda standing there with her back to
the open door of the room holding her dress up in front of her.  When
I came back into the room, I left the door open and instructed her to
turn around to face me and the door.

    She did as she was told, red-faced by the knowledge that anyone who
walked by the room, and perhaps even some of the cars passing on the
highway, could see her standing there in her red dress exposing her
naked bottom.

    "Now move your hips, Brenda.  Move them in a fucking motion for me.
Move them as you would if you had a huge dick inside your cunt."

    Brenda began breathing hard now, but did as I requested.  Her dress
hid her face from the outside world.  All that was visible was the
upraised red dress and her totally naked body from the waist down.  She
moved her hips back and forth and in small circles, fucking on the
imaginary cock inside her.  A car drove through the parking lot of the
motel, and the driver honked his horn when he passed the room.  Brenda
gasped and began lowering the dress.

    "No, little slut!!  Keep fucking for me!  Let them see what a slut
you are, how hot you are, how wet your little fuck hole is!!"

    Brenda pulled the dress back up in front of her face, still
hunching, still exposing her legs and wet cunt lips.  I knelt in front
of her and let just the tip of my tongue flick against her throbbing
clit.  I teased it, pulling away from time to time, waiting, and then
pushing it back against her once more.  She began to moan audibly, too
hot now to care whether people outside the open door heard her or not.
When the movement of her hips indicated to me that she was in great
need of a climax, I stopped licking her pussy and told her to lower the
dress.

    "But Master!  I need to come so bad!!  Fuck me...please fuck me!"
she said hotly.

    "No, Brenda, we're ready to go now.  Come along."  I took her hand
and led the reluctant little slut out to the car, holding her car door
open for her.

    I noticed as I walked back around to my side of the car that Brenda
had pulled her dress back up to her waist and was now plunging two
fingers deeply into her sopping wet cunt.

    Getting in and shutting the door, I let her finger herself for a
moment, then said, "No, Brenda, don't finger fuck your slut cunt now.
Keep the dress up and your pussy exposed, and keep your legs opened
wide, but don't touch it.  If you just have to touch a sex organ, you
can rub my dick through my pants, but don't touch your cunt."

    Totally frustrated and in great need of something inside her pussy,
Brenda complied with my demands and took her fingers out of her cunt,
licking them off as she reached over to my crotch with her other hand.
She stroked my cock with the touch of a woman in heat, wanting to make
me so hard and hot that I would stop the car alongside the road and
fuck her there in the car.

    Driving along the highway, I spotted a large truck ahead and sped
up until we were alongside it, giving the driver the chance to look
inside at the pretty, little brunette's naked legs and cunt.  Brenda
looked over at me when she realized I was purposely staying alongside
the truck.

    "He can see, you know.  He can see my pussy."

    "Yes, Brenda, I know.  I want him to see."

    "But Master!  I'm already soooo hot...and it makes me even hotter
to know he is looking at me!  What if he masturbates while he's driving
along?"

    "Oh, I expect he will do just that, Brenda.  He'll probably take
his hard cock out of his pants and stroke it and think about what it
would be like to have it deep inside the juicy, little slut he can see
exposing herself to him."

    Brenda's hand flew back to her pussy, and she began rubbing it
hotly once more.

    "Oh, you want the man to see you finger fucking yourself, do you?"
I asked teasingly.  "That will make him come for sure, I bet!"

    No!...I mean, yes...I mean...I don't know, Master.  I'm just sooooo
hot!  Is it okay?  Should I stop?  I just need something inside soooo
bad!!"

    "It's okay, my little slut.  Just lay your head back and finger
fuck yourself while the truck driver jerks off watching you.  I know
you want to, so go ahead.  Only take my cock out and jerk me off while
you do it."

    Brenda took her fingers out of her cunt only long enough to unzip
my pants and take my cock out so that she could wrap her left hand
around it.  Then she quickly plunged them back into her trembling cunt.
She slid down slightly in the seat, laying her head back on the back of
the seat and looked up at the driver of the truck as she ran her
fingers in and out of her cunt and pumped on my rock hard dick with her
other hand.  I continued talking to her as she fucked.

    "Wet-pussied slut.  Dirty, little tramp tease.  Fingering your
little fuck hole in front of the truck driver.  Jerking me off while
you show your hole to some strange man.  Sitting there with your dress
pulled up and your fingers flying in and out of your hole.  Watch him,
Brenda.  Watch him stroking his huge tool while he looks down at you.
He knows what a slut you are.  He knows how hot you are and how bad you
need something inside your little cunt.  Maybe I should stop the car
and both the driver and I should fuck you.  He could fuck your cunt
while I fuck your mouth.  Or maybe he'd rather have your tiny little
asshole.  Put another finger in.  Show the truck driver how many
fingers your little cunt can hold.  Fuck yourself for him, Brenda.  Do
it!!"

    Brenda's hips lifted up off the car seat as she ran the third
finger inside her trembling cunt and as her orgasm began rushing
through her body.

    "Yesssss!   Ohhh, Gawwwwwwwd!!!  I'm  comm---mmmmmiiinnnnggg!!!"
she cried, her hips pumping up and down wildly, forcing her cunt up
against her hand and the intruding fingers.

    I felt cum begin squirting out of my cock and saw huge gobs of it
landing on the steering wheel and even the dashboard in front of me.  I
looked down as she continued to milk it and watched the creamy white
sperm run down over her fingers and begin soaking into the fabric of my
pants.

    The truck driver blew his horn in appreciation as I sped away from
him and as Brenda lowered her head to my lap to clean up the cum she
had coaxed from my hard dick.  When she had licked it all up, she lay
quietly with her head in my lap.  I pulled her dress back up to her
waist and played with her thighs and the cheeks of her ass as she lay
on her side there in the car beside me.  She squeezed my thigh and
pressed her head hard against my waist in a hug.  Brenda was going to
work out fine.  Better than 
fine.                                                                           
    
