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Copyright (c) 1998 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved

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Hitchhiker's Guide to Sexual Slavery
By
Norm DePloom

Part 1

Cathy couldn't wait for her parents to leave the 
house.  She wanted to go meet her boyfriend, they had 
just fucked for the first time two days ago, and she 
was eager to do it again.  As she waited for her 
parents to leave she thought about how deliciously 
'bad' it made her feel to sneak out and fuck with her 
boyfriend.  Cathy loved her parents, but they were so 
hopelessly un-cool about this.  She was only fourteen, 
but she was mature enough to make her boyfriend ware a 
condom when they did 'it'.  Her hand moved towards her 
crotch as she lay on her bed and thought about what 
she would be doing soon.  She was startled and jumped 
guiltily when her mother's head popped in her door.

"Bye hun, do your homework.  We'll be home late."  She 
walked into the room and kissed Cathy on the cheek.  
Cathy wondered if her mother had noticed where her 
hand had been.

"Bye mom, you and dad have a good time."  The springs 
squeaked as she bounced off the bed and followed her 
mother to the door.  She watched as her mother and 
father drove up the drive to the  highway.  As they 
disappeared around the bend Cathy looked at her watch.  
Damn, she thought, I'm going to be late.   She was 
going to have to catch a ride on the highway.  That 
didn't usually take very long for her, but she did not 
want to be late.

Cathy ran back to her room, striped off her T-shirt, 
jeans, bra, and panties.   Then put on a T-shirt cut 
off just below her breasts, and a pair of 'short-
shorts' without a bra or panties.  An outfit 
guaranteed to get her grounded if her parents ever saw 
her wearing it.  She stopped to check herself out in 
the mirror.  

Her firm young breasts were obvious under her tight T-
shirt. Mom would shit if she knew I was going out like 
this, Cathy thought as she turned and looked at her 
self from different angles.  Her 'short-shorts' left 
almost all of her legs showing and accentuated her 
firm young ass..  Cathy was hopping that it would give 
her boyfriend an extra little thrill to discover that 
she was not wearing any underwear.

Cathy resisted the temptation to strip off her shorts 
and masturbate before leaving the house.  She rushed 
out, pausing only long enough to lock the front door.  
Then she ran across the yard and, instead of following 
the driveway that curved off to the left before 
joining the highway at the top of the hill, headed 
through the small stand of pine trees that separated 
their front yard from the road.  

Coming out of the woods on the edge of the highway, 
Cathy straightened her T-shirt and shorts, and paused 
for a moment to regain her breath.  Then she started 
walking up the hill toward the foothill town where her 
boyfriend lived.  As she walked, she would turn each 
time she heard a vehicle approaching and stick out her 
thumb in the universal signal.  

She knew all the dangers of hitchhiking, but she was 
young and filled with optimism.  She was also eager to 
experience real sex again and would walk all the way 
to town if no cars came by.  The first car streaked by 
without even slowing for a look.  The next to vehicles 
were trucks, she did not even thumb them.  I might be 
eager to get to town she thought, but even I'm not 
stupid enough to get a ride with a trucker, they were 
notorious.

Cathy heard another car approaching, she turned around 
and stuck out her thumb, and her chest. As the car 
approached is slowed down.  Cathy saw that it was a 
small convertible with the top down.  The car stopped, 
and Cathy looked over the driver.  Cathy guessed that 
he was in his mid thirties. Normally Cathy would not 
have taken a ride from a single man, but she was 
anxious to get to her boyfriend's house, and she 
thought she would be safe in a convertible.  After 
all, she thought, I can always jump out when he slows 
down to go around a corner.

"Where are you going?" the man asked.  Cathy thought 
he had a nice voice.

"Just into town." She replied.

"Well, I'm going right through there on my way up to 
the mountains, hop in and I'll give you a ride."  
Cathy hesitated for a moment, then shrugged, and got 
into the front seat of the car. "My name is Frank."  
The man said, introducing himself.

"I'm Cathy."  Frank gave her a quick look.

"I don't know very much about this road," Frank lied 
as he began making his plans, "I've never been up here 
before.  How far is it to town?"  Frank knew every 
inch of this road, and knew exactly where he could 
make his move.  He had decided to use a little known 
turn out about halfway to town.

"It's only about five miles, you can drop me off on 
Main Street, right at the drive in." Cathy really did 
not feel comfortable, and wished she had not taken 
this ride.  Something just did not 'feel right' about 
this man.

"Going to meet your boyfriend?" Frank asked as he 
looked pointedly at her breasts and then down at her 
crotch.

"No, just friends." Cathy lied.  She definitely did 
not like the way he was looking at her.  Cathy decided 
to jump out of the car as soon as it came to the first 
stop sign.  She was not going to wait until they got 
to the drive in.  If he tries to take the road around 
town, she thought, I will jump out when he slows down 
to turn.  Cathy new that this little car could still 
take the bypass turn relatively fast, put bruises and 
scrapes would be better than staying in the car if he 
tried to take her down that deserted road.

They rode in silence, Cathy with her hand on the door 
latch ready to jump out if he slowed down and Frank 
giving her quick appraising looks whenever the traffic 
would allow.  These looks added to Cathy's growing 
unease. Cathy watched suspiciously as Frank casually 
retrieved an electronic 'zapper' from the dashboard.  
She did not recognize what the device was, and was 
unprepared for what happened next.  

Without slowing the car down, Frank reached over and 
pushed the zapper's electrodes against Cathy's bare 
skin on her side between the bottom of her cut off T-
shirt, and the top of her shorts.  Cathy tried to move 
away but could not move far enough in the small car.  
Frank pushed the button on the zapper, and Cathy's 
body jerked and stiffened.  When Frank took his finger 
off the button Cathy collapsed in the car seat.

Frank applied the brakes and made a hard turn onto a 
dirt road that wound up behind a small hill. Once the 
road was out of sight he stopped the car.
Frank got out of the car and walked around to the 
passenger side.  He opened a sport bag on the back 
seat and started removing equipment.  When Cathy 
moaned and started moving Frank pushed the zapper 
against her bare stomach and pushed the button again.  
Her body stiffened and then relaxed when he removed 
the zapper.

Frank pulled a ball gag from the sports bag and forced 
it into her mouth. The straps exiting at the corners 
of her mouth were small and flesh colored. He buckled 
them behind her head and arranged her hair to cover as 
much of the straps as possible.  He pulled a wrist 
cuff out from under each side of her seat and secured 
each of her wrists, holding her arms down beside her. 
He wrapped a belt around the back of the seat and 
buckled it tightly across her stomach.  Cathy came out 
of the daze, and began to struggle.  Frank stood back 
and watched as she kicked her feet, pulled at her 
wrists and shook her head trying to dislodge the gag.

"Give up you're not getting away now," Frank leaned 
close to her ear and whispered "or ever."  Cathy tried 
to scream but little sound escaped the gag.  Frank got 
a pair of wrap around sunglasses out of the sport bag 
and started to place it over her eyes.  Cathy swung 
her head to keep him from putting them on her.  Frank 
reached under her T-shirt and grabbed her closest 
nipple between his forefinger and thumb.  Digging his 
thumbnail into her tender nipple he twisted and pulled 
until he could hear her screams through the ball gag, 
then he released the abused nipple.  He leaned back 
over close to her ear.

"If you don't cooperate, you will get hurt even 
worse." He spoke softly, almost tenderly, like he 
didn't really want her hurt her, but she was forcing 
him to.  Cathy stopped swinging her head and Frank put 
the sunglasses on her.  Cathy discovered that the 
sunglasses had been painted black on the inside of the 
lenses and totally blocked her sight.  Frank secured 
the sunglasses with another strap that he covered with 
her hair. Frank took a few minutes to lift her T-shirt 
and admire her breasts.  He gently stroked her nipples 
and leaned close and whispered in her ear again. 
"Looks like you got into the wrong car slut."

He reached down and slipped his hands inside the legs 
of her shorts then, with one pull ripped the crotch 
open exposing her pubic bush.  Cathy winced, and 
another muffled scream could be heard through the gag 
as the crotch of her shorts dug into her tender pussy 
before the seam ripped out.  Frank pulled her T-shirt 
up, then held her down with his left hand on her neck. 
He bent over and sucked her right nipple into his warm 
mouth.  He rolled the nipple around his mouth with his 
tongue, then sucked gently feeling it growing erect.  
Cathy was terrified, tears streamed down her cheeks 
but despite the terror her nipples hardened, and her 
cunt started getting wet. Frank moved his mouth to her 
left nipple.  When the cool air hit her wet right 
nipple, it hardened so tight it hurt.  She had never 
had her nipples so hard.  While he continued to suck 
on her nipples, Frank slipped his right hand down over 
her stomach.  He pulled aside the remnant of her 
shorts and ran his fingers through her pubic hair.

As his fingers slipped through her pubic hair, Cathy 
squeezed her thighs together, and would not let 
Frank's fingers into her crotch.  Frank began to 
squeeze Cathy's neck with his left hand, and his 
gentle nipple sucking turned into hard biting.  Frank 
squeezed her neck harder, and bit more fiercely on her 
nipple until Cathy whimpered behind the gag, and 
relaxed her legs.  Frank relaxed his grip on her neck, 
and returned to gently sucking her nipple as his right 
hand slipped past her pubic bush and his fingers 
rubbed along her almost virgin pussy lips.  His 
forefinger met with no resistance as he slipped it 
into her cunt.

Cathy was confused.  How could she be so wet?  She was 
almost out of her mind with terror.  She knew she was, 
at the very least going to be raped. This man had 
already choked her, and tortured her nipples, yet her 
cunt was so wet his finger slipped in without 
resistance.  Cathy concentrated on sitting perfectly 
still.  She would not try to resist him any more, but 
she would not do anything to help him.  Just as she 
made that resolve, Frank's fingers found her clitoris, 
and with an expert touch began to stroke it. Cathy, 
despite her resolve, found herself spreading her legs 
and moving her hips as far forward as she could in her 
restraints.  Cathy's moans were smothered behind the 
gag, she felt like fire was spreading from her 
clitoris and consuming her entire body.

Frank's index finger slipped into her wet open cunt 
while his thumb continued to stoke her hard clitoris.  
He moved his mouth back to her right nipple.   Cathy's 
moans could now be heard despite the gag, she spread 
her legs even further, and started to hump her hips 
trying to fuck herself on Frank's fingers.

"Hmmm.Hmmm.Hmmm." was all that could be heard in time 
with her hip movements.  Frank brought her to the very 
brink of orgasm then stepped back and left her humping 
air as she desperately tried to get the release she 
needed.  Her moans took on an air of urgency and then 
of begging.  Frank, needing to relieve himself, pulled 
his large hard cock out of his pants and, with a few 
swift strokes, shot his cum over Cathy's breasts.  
Smiling at Cathy's desperate moans, Frank put his cock 
back in his pants and walked back around to the 
driver's side.  Getting in the car, Frank started the 
engine and drove back toward the highway.  Just before 
reaching the highway, Frank reached over and pulled 
Cathy's T-shirt down over her cum covered breasts.

Cathy could feel the T-shirt sticking to her breasts 
where Frank's cum was drying in the sun.  She had 
never felt this kind of aching need before.  She had 
been masturbating since she was ten, and she had 
always managed to get away by herself and take care of 
her needs.  She had been on the brink of what she was 
sure would have been the best orgasm of her young 
life, and now she was left with this aching need.  She 
started rubbing her legs together, hoping to bring 
herself off.  Frank saw what she was doing, and pulled 
the car over to the side of the road.  Cathy felt 
straps being pushed between her legs, then felt her 
legs being pulled and held apart.  Once the straps 
were in place Cathy discovered that she could not 
stimulate herself enough to relieve her need, no 
matter much how she wiggled her hips.  The car 
accelerated and swerved back onto the highway.

As the cool air blew over her body, and the aching 
urgency of near orgasm subsided, the need was replaced 
by shame.  How could I have acted that way?  How could 
I have gotten so excited by almost being raped?  Now 
this man is going to know I'm a slut.  Since she had 
started masturbating Cathy had become convinced that 
she was really just a slut pretending to be a nice 
girl.  Even in Church she would get horny and, 
excusing her self, would go to the ladies room and 
masturbate, pretending that the priest was feeling her 
up while she knelt at the communion rail.  When she 
was done, she would straighten her skirt, and return 
to the sanctuary, sitting beside her parents like 
nothing had happened.

Shame flooded over her as she remembered how hot and 
wet she had become when this rapist touched her.  She 
had been fooling herself, thinking that fucking with 
her boyfriend had been so good because they loved each 
other.  Now she knew, and this rapist knew, that she 
would get hot for anybody.  She had never felt this 
depth of shame and humiliation before in her life.  
She straightened herself with a new resolve, she would 
not react to this man again.  He could rape her all he 
wanted to, she would just lie there. She would not 
react again.  She would prove to herself and to this 
monster that she was not a slut who would get hot for 
anybody who touched her.

Frank was watching her as he continued his drive into 
the mountains, he had taken an alternate rout avoiding 
the small foothill town where Cathy might be 
recognized.  He knew, from experience, exactly what 
thoughts went through Cathy's mind, and exactly what 
resolve went with the straightening of her body.  He 
also knew that her body would betray her, that she was 
indeed a slut who would get hot for anybody who 
touched her.

They were on a stretch of road that was always 
deserted, so Frank reached over and pulled Cathy's T-
shirt up exposing her breasts.  Warmed by the sun and 
cooled by the breeze, her nipples immediately started 
getting hard again.  It's OK, Cathy thought, I can't 
stop my body from reacting to stimulation, but I don't 
have to let my emotions react.  Frank gently stroked 
her bare skin, everywhere except her nipples, and her 
cunt.  His hand gently caressed her thighs, her 
stomach, her sides, her arms her face, her hair and 
her breasts moving around her nipples.

Cathy's breathing betrayed her excited state.  Oh God 
no, she thought, I'm not going to get excited again.  
How can this be happening?  He's not even touching my 
nipples or my vagina. But the truth was that her 
nipples were aching to be sucked and her cunt was 
begging to be fucked.  With a long moan Cathy gave up 
the fight and started moving her hips in fucking 
motions hoping to stimulate her cunt.  Then Frank 
spoke to her for the first time since kidnapping her.  
He gently squeezed her left nipple.

"So, my new little slut wants to fuck?"  Cathy froze, 
she tried to pull away from him.  Shame flooded though 
her body again.  She could feel the heat of her blush 
on her face.  It was almost as hot as the heat of her 
cunt between her legs. "Let's play a little game." 
Frank suggested. "I'll ask you questions and you 
answer them."  He unbuckled the strap holding the gag. 
"If you lie, I will hurt your nipple like I did 
before.  If you tell the truth I will be nice to your 
nipple." Frank pulled the ball out of her mouth and 
laid it on the dashboard.  He took her nipple between 
his thumb and forefinger.

"What are you." Cathy's question was cut off by 
Frank's thumbnail biting into her nipple as he pulled 
and twisted it.  "OUCH!"

"Now, I've already explained the rules, I ask the 
questions and you answer them. Do you understand?"  
Cathy did not answer until a pinch and twist of her 
nipple spurred her on.

"Yes I understand"

"Are you a virgin?"

"That's none of.Ouch.no, I'm not a virgin"

"Are you a slut?"

"No.ayieee.ouch."

"You're lying to me, at your age your either a virgin 
or a slut.  You've already said you're not a virgin.  
So, are you a slut?"

"NO.AYIEE.OUCH.AIEEEE.  OK I'm a slut."  Cathy was 
surprised to feel relief
wash over her when she said that.

"How many men have you fucked?"

"Just one."

"How many times have you fucked?"

"Just once." Frank's gentle massaging of her nipple 
while asking her questions felt good.  Her cunt was 
heating up.  Cathy also realized that being forced to 
answer these questions was also turning her on.

"When was that?"

"Night before last" Cathy's hips started moving again 
trying to fuck her cunt into the car seat.

"Where were you going when I picked you up?"

"To my boyfriends" Her answers were beginning to be a 
little breathless.

"You were going to let him fuck you again?"

"Yes"

"Let's see, you were sneaking out of the house on your 
way to fuck your boyfriend when you hitched a ride 
with a friendly rapist, yea, I'd say you're a slut."  
As Frank said that he sllid his hand down her stomach 
through her bush and buried a finger in her wet cunt 
in one motion.  Cathy felt like the finger sliding 
into her cunt was an exclamation point on his 
sentence.  She spread her legs as far as she could and 
humped her hips, fucking her cunt on his finger.  She 
pulled at her wrist restraints wanting to massage her 
own breasts while he finger fucked her hot cunt.

"Oh God, Oh God..." she moaned humping herself harder 
on his hand.  Frank pulled his finger from her greedy 
cunt and then pulled the car off the road and parked 
it.  Cathy was struck with excitement and terror, both 
feeding on each other.  Was he going to fuck her now? 
She wondered.  Is he going to rape me now?

Frank got out of the car, walked around to the 
passenger side and opened the door.  After untying her 
legs, he unbuckled the wrist cuffs and pulled her out 
of the car.  Holding her by a handful of hair he 
stripped off her T-shirt and what was left of her 
shorts.  He quickly tied her wrists together behind 
her back and tied a rope around her neck with a 
slipknot.  He tugged on the rope and began to pull her 
along a trail through the trees.  Cathy, still 
blindfolded, began to tremble with terror and 
excitement as she stumbled naked through the forest.  
She was sure she was about to be fucked/raped, she 
just hoped she wasn't going to be murdered afterward.  
Suddenly they stopped.  Cathy could hear running 
water.

"Your too hot for me slut, I'm going to have to cool 
you down."  Frank forced Cathy to lay down in cold 
water.  The shock of the nearly freezing water numbed 
her body and her mind.  When she lay down the water 
flowed entirely over her body except for her mouth and 
nose, which Frank allowed her to keep above water.  At 
first she fought him, then he told her to stop 
fighting, or he would hold her under until she 
stopped. The ice cold water hardened her nipples until 
they hurt.

Finally when she was numb all over and beginning to 
shake from the cold he pulled her out and tied her 
spread-eagle to a rock in the sun.  Cathy was still 
blindfolded, and could not see what was happening, but 
the warm sun on her body felt wonderful, and the warm 
stone under her felt better than any bed she had ever 
laid in.  The sun dried and warmed her body.  The cool 
breezes kept her nipples hard.  She could not hear 
Frank anywhere.  Panic set in, was she going to be 
left her to die? Wasn't he at least going to fuck/rape 
her first?

Then she started to feel tickling sensations on 
different parts of her body.  At first she thought it 
was just the breeze, but then she realized that it was 
something or someone else.  First on her inner thighs, 
then her arms, then her stomach, next her face, then 
back to her thighs.  She never knew where she would be 
touched next, except he did not touch her breasts or 
her cunt.  She was tied on the rock with her legs 
spread, and her cunt on display to the world.  Finally 
the tickling brushed her clitoris and then her breasts 
and nipples.  It was like an electric shock running 
through her body.

"Fuck me Please.  Rape me, fuck me anything just make 
me cum." She began to beg.  Finally Frank spoke again.

"So, my little slut wants to be raped?"

"Yes, anything just let me cum"

"I wonder how you'll feel about that in a couple of 
days." Using his hands now Frank continued to caress 
her body only brushing occasionally against her 
nipples or her clitoris.  

"I'm on my way to a mountain cabin, where I and 
nineteen other men, twenty all together, will be 
vacationing for a month.  You, my knew little slut, 
will be our sex toy for the month."  Again excitement 
and terror played off each other in her mind as Frank 
pushed two fingers into her as he talked.  

"You are going to be fucked in every hole in your body 
day and night for the next month.  Then I'm going to 
take you home and train to be a sex slave."  Frank 
leaned close to her ear, she could feel his breath as 
he continued, pumping two fingers into her cunt as he 
talked. 

"You are going to spend the rest of your life fucking 
any man you wants you."

Cathy whimpered in frustration as Frank removed his 
fingers from her cunt and stepped back and unbuckled 
his belt.  He dropped his pants, then moved around 
beside her head. "Open your mouth."  He ordered.  
Cathy opened he mouth slightly.  "More" She opened her 
mouth wider.  Frank placed the head of his hard cock 
on her lips.  She opened her mouth wider, and the head 
of his cock slipped between her lips and rested on her 
tongue.  "You know what it is, and you know what to do 
with it."  Cathy began to run her tongue over the cock 
head invading her mouth.  Frank reached down and 
slipped two fingers back into her cunt.  Cathy moaned 
around his cock head as he fucked his fingers in and 
out of her wet hole, rubbing them over her clitoris 
with each stroke.  She closed her mouth around his 
cock and began to suck on it in earnest.  She fucked 
her hips up and down in time with his fingers stroking 
in and out of her eager wet cunt.  Cathy was rapidly 
approaching orgasm again when Frank pulled his cock 
out of her mouth, and removed his fingers from her 
cunt.

"Oh God, don't stop." Cathy begged.  "Please fuck me."  
Frank positioned himself between her spread legs and 
pushed the head of his cock against her cunt lips.  
Cathy sighed with relief, she knew she was about to 
get fucked for the second time in her life.  Frank 
leaned over so he could talk softly in her ear as he 
began to push his hard cock into her eager wet cunt.  
Frank pushed the head of his cock past her cunt lips, 
stretching them further than they had ever been 
stretched.  Cathy's body tensed as her cunt was 
stretched over his enormous cock.  Frank pushed the 
first inch of his cock into her wet hole.  He pulled 
that inch out and pushed two inches in.  Frank 
continued in this fashion working more and more of his 
huge cock into her tight young pussy.

Every time Frank thrust more of his cock into her, 
Cathy's cunt lips would be pulled into her pussy with 
his cock, forcingg her clitoris against the to of his 
cock and pushing her ever closer to an explosive 
orgasm.  As he worked his cock into her Frank 
whispered in her ear, his mouth so close she could 
feel his breath as he spoke.

"Tonight you are all mine to fuck as I please.  I am 
going to fuck your cunt, your ass and your mouth 
several times each."  The heat continued to rise in 
Cathy as she came ever nearer the orgasm she had 
needed so desperately for so long.  

"Tomorrow you will be put on display.  The men will 
inspect you as they arrive at the cabin."  Cathy fond 
this image highly erotic and began to come as she 
imaged herself tied to this rock as a line of men each 
in their turn felt her breasts and examined her cunt, 
pulling it open and sticking there fingers into her.  
Frank pushed the last inches of his huge cock into her 
just as her orgasm began.  Frank kept his cock buried 
to the hilt in her cunt as it spasmed, and her hips 
bounced in sharp jerks up and down slamming her hips 
against the rock.  Her cunt muscles massaged his cock 
like a hand was working up and down the length of his 
tool.  Wave after wave of orgasm flowed through 
Cathy's body as she imagined herself tied up and 'on 
display' as thousands of men 'inspected' her breasts 
and cunt.  As her orgasm died down Frank began to fuck 
his cock in and out of her cunt in long slow strokes, 
driving her towards another cum.  

"Then, after every one has had a chance to inspect 
you, we will draw numbers to see in what order you 
will suck us off.  You will suck each of us, 
swallowing our cum for your breakfast."   Another wave 
of orgasm swept through Cathy's body.  Frank continued 
his long slow fucking.  

"After your cum breakfast each of us will fuck your 
cunt in the same order.  Then we will each fuck your 
ass."  Waves of orgasm continued through her body, 
causing her cunt to clutch as Frank's fucking cock.  

"Then the real fun will begin as we start fucking you 
two and three at a time.  You will spend most of the 
month with a cock in every one of your holes at the 
same time. Your going to get fucked more in the next 
month than most women do in a life time."

Cathy's cunt clutched at Frank's cock as another 
orgasm surged through her body.  Images of men 
surrounding her, taking turns fucking her flashed 
through her mind, but the primary image remained being 
'on display'.  As she came and came, Cathy again 
imagined her self tied to this rock as an endless line 
of men took turns 'examining' her, but this time she 
imagined them 'examining' her pussy with large hard 
cocks while they 'examined' her breasts and nipples 
with wet sucking mouths.

"OH GOD" Cathy screamed as another wave of orgasm 
racked her body.  She had lost all contact with 
reality and was living in a dream of men 'examining' 
her.  As she came over and over, her imagination 
focused on the endless stream of men each cumming in 
her cunt.  

The thought of a man 'finishing his business' and 
climbing off her, only to be replaced by another cock 
forcing its way into her cunt, held such erotic power 
for Cathy that imagining this scene over and over kept 
her in a constant orgasmic state while Frank fucked 
her cunt with greater, and greater force.  Finally 
Frank slammed his cock into her cunt and held it there 
while grinding his pubic hair against her clitoris as 
he grunted several times and his cock jerked filling 
her abused cunt with his hot cum.

As the jerking of Frank's cock subsided, he pulled it 
out of her newly stretched pussy and leaned against 
the rock to rest.  Cathy was shocked out of her 
fantasy world, expecting another cock to force its way 
into her cunt, she whimpered when she realized that 
the fuck was over.  Frank untied her and pulled her to 
her unsteady feet.  He tied her hands behind her back, 
and started walking her back towards the car.  

As she walked the movement of her thighs stimulated 
her clitoris, and small orgasmic 'aftershocks' caused 
her legs to tremble.  She almost stumbled every time 
this happened.  Still being blindfolded by the special 
glasses, Cathy would occasionally trip, or stub a bare 
toe on a root.  Finally she felt herself being pushed 
down onto the car seat, and swung her legs into the 
car.  

She heard Frank rummaging around behind her, then he 
pushed her thighs apart and pushed something into her 
cunt.    Frank retrieved a large rubber cock from his 
sport bag and inserted it into Cathy's cunt.  The 
rubber cock flared out to cover her cunt lips, and had 
a knob on it that rested against her clitoris.  Its 
base rested on the car seat, and transmitted every 
vibration from the seat to her cunt and clitoris.

Before they had gone five miles Cathy was coming, and 
once again sank into her fantasy world where an 
endless supply of men shot her cunt full of cum, then 
climbed off so the next man could force his cock into 
her available cunt.  Frank had not put her T-shirt, or 
her shorts back on her.  The cool air blowing over her 
breasts kept her nipples hard, and the vibrations of 
the rubber cock against her clitoris and in her 
steaming, wet cunt kept her in a constant orgasmic 
state, which fed her erotic fantasy of being gang 
raped.

Cathy realized that the car was no longer moving, but 
she had no idea how long it had been parked.  She sat, 
her hands tied behind her back, the rubber cock and 
the car seat drenched in her secretions, waiting for 
Frank to take her out of the car.  Then, she heard 
footsteps on gravel.  The car door opened and a hand 
pulled her up from the car.

"Clamp your cunt down on that rubber cock, and don't 
let it slip out.  If it slips out, I'll beat you."  
Cathy did as Frank instructed, and tightened her cunt 
muscles on the rubber cock.  

She gripped it as tight as she could, but her cunt was 
so wet and slippery that it started slipping out. 
Frank gave her a shove and started her dancing bare 
footed over the sharp gravel while she desperately 
tried to keep her cunt clamped down on the rubber cock 
that was slipping slowly from her wet pussy. 