Title: Miss Prim & Proper, or what goes around, comes around

Codes: MF, torture, humiliation, nc, drugs
Outline: Cynthia gets some payback when a rebuffed suitor from her youth finally takes what already should have been his years ago (and then starts handing it out to every one...)
Suggestor: likes to be unmentioned


Chapter 7 - The Mexican

When Cynthia came out her drug induced revery, she was greeted with a pulsating pain at the base of both her tits and a pinching feeling where the syringe penetrated her nipple. But these feelings slowly pulsed away and were replaced with disgust and shame about her previous behavior.
Again she had behaved like a wanton slut, without any inhibitions, simply making herself available to everything Fred wanted to do to her.

Looking around to find out if anything changed while she had been under the influence of her latest dose of Z.
To her surprise she noticed some clothes laid out on one of the tables in the room. And even decent ones at that too.
Not like the rubber/latex type of stuff she had been dressed up in earlier during her captivity, but 
Quickly she dressed herself in some panties, bra, high collared blouse and a almost decent length skirt.
The hemline came just below her knees. Ideally she would have preferred it to be just above her ankles, like most of the skirts she used to wear at home.
Shit... did she really just thought that?  '...used to wear...'  As if she had no hope of ever getting back?
Cynthia decided that the past events would not damper her hopes on a good end to all of this.
Little did she know that even the blouse and skirt had been placed there as part of Fred's plan to further humiliate and demoralize her.
Pedro Spires, one of his high ranking henchmen and a childhood friend, was going to take Cynthia's training to the next level.
Also known as 'The Spike' or 'El Pincho' to his Mexican friends. Both because of his tough single minded attitude and also due to the 'spike' between his legs.
They already knew each other from their bus rides to and from school. Where Fred mostly feasted just his eyes on the budding charms exposed (on purpose or not) and only rarely attempted to caress a thigh, pinch a butt or squeeze a boob (which were invariably countered with a playful and good natured slap on the wrist from the girl being 'offended'), Pedro was the more bold and direct type of guy. He was the type of guy that hung over the seat in front of him, grabbed the tits of the girl seated there and started a firm squeezing massage. No attention was paid to any girls sitting next to his prey. And he only let go of her once she really started to scream or slapped and clawed at his hand. Or, as he walked down the aisle to or from the doors, any female approaching and passing him, could be sure of it that he blocked her way. With this he made sure that they only could pass with close and firm bodily contact, and of course Pedro usually 'lost his balance' and had to grind his crotch into that of his victim. This was always accompanied by a long and mighty squeeze of her ass.
But then again, most of the girls knew exactly what they were getting into when they were close to Pedro and despite (or maybe because of) his behavior he always had enough teens around him.
One time he almost got in trouble.. the girl behind him tried to get his attention while he was fingering the homecoming queen to be in the seat next to him... Not really a smart thing to do... A guy like Pedro only wants more when he is interrupted while masturbating a slippery, wet and tight teenage cunt...
But then again, maybe the girl behind him had gotten excited because of the continuous moaning from the blonde big busted 14 year old as she had loosened her skirt, lowered her panties and spread her legs to provide the nimble and strong fingers of the Mexican all the access he needed. Her moans and groans must have been audible through half of the bus.
"Do you know what is better than a squeezing warm and wet pussy around my fingers?" he asked the brunette as he pulled his fingers from the blondes cunt and turned around to face her.
"Here! Take a sniff!" and he pushed his hand under her nose. "You want me to give up this! For what?!" and he pulled her head closer.
As she took a deep breath and sampled the aroma of her co-passengers secretions, she got a dreamy look in her eyes, smiled up at Pedro and whispered "Your cock in my mouth".
Never the one to back down from a challenge, Pedro now fully turned around, positioned himself on his knees, pulled down the zipper from his already bulging crotch and took out his semi-erect cock. As he pulled back his foreskin, the shiny head, wet with precum, was exposed for about one second. Then he pulled down the open mouth from the brunette as she struggled to accommodate in her mouth the thick, hard and grossly veined invader.
Bended to the front, the girls throat did not really line up with the 8 or 9 inches that the Mexican stuffed in her mouth. Her eyed bugged as the thick spongy glans hit the back of her esophagus and as her gagreflex kicked in.
"Mgmngh ... mmmfgfgmdf" she tried to scream, but only a soft muffled sound was heard as Pedro fucked her face. Her head bounced back and forth as he now used both hands to force it up and down his cock. Time after time the thick end of the Mexicans cock pushed against the back of her throat, until that was tired of gagging and simply relaxed to finally let the penetrating shaft gain the access it had wanted time after time. The girl made one final swallow as Pedro locked himself deep in her esophagus. By then he was already so worked up from having the tight mouth squeezed around his cock that it only took a few more shallow pushes inside the girls throat before his big balls contracted in his hairy scrotum and his sperm was shot volley after volley straight into the girl's stomach. The only thing she felt from this were the pulses when the stream went through his uterus.
When Pedro had finished, he pulled himself out of the girls mouth. While she caught her breath, he unceremoniously stuffed his softening cock back in his pants, zipped up and sat in his seat again. The girl behind him made a few retching noises as if she was going to vomit. He turned his head around and told her that if she was going to puke, he would force her to lick it up from the floor again. His sperm was not going to waste...
Next day the girl came with two police men and they tried to take Pedro out of the bus. Only due to the fact that just about the complete bus (except the brunette that got her face fucked) denied that anything like this had happened, saved him (and basically left the girl as the general cumbucket to be misused for the next months).

But, that was then... and this is now... Pedro should be here now any minute Fred mused as he kept an eye on the monitors that followed Cynthia in her room.
The comely slender brunette had buttoned up the blouse all the way yo her neck, and it seemed as if she was examining the hemline of her skirt. Looking at the inside of the skirt, she looked if it was possible to remove the wires from the hemline and thereby extend it another inch downward. As Fred realized that Cynthia still had not learned much, the door opened and Pedro stepped into the room.
"Who are you? And what do you want of me" Cynthia snapped haughtily as the Mexican made his way towards her.
Pedro remembered the stories that Fred told him about her and her stuck up attitude. He took two or three large strides towards her and as she started to utter her next question he slapped her across the cheek.
WHACK!
Cynthia's head violently jerked to the left as she registered the sharp pain on her right cheek in disbelieve...
"Shut up, bitch!" Pedro hissed at her. "Your only job is to accept what is being done to you and try not to scream too much!"
"What..." Cynthia started, still dazed from the first slap.
WHACK!!
Now her head jerked back as Pedro slapped the other cheek to stop her questioning his behavior.
Cynthia now felt both cheeks burning with pain and  tears jumped in her eyes from the sudden and brutal treatment.
Of course, for Pedro this was nothing but a mean to an end... The end in this case being a non-complaining and complaint fucktoy to be used as his discretion.
She was still in shock as he big Mexican grabbed her by the hips and lifted her on one of the tables. But instinctively she realized that this man was not to be messed around with, so she decided to keep shut and let the burly guy do whatever he wanted to do.
Meanwhile Pedro had already lifted her skirt up to her hips and with disbelief Cynthia saw him rip her panties away from her pussy.
Again she was defenseless against the leering looks of male eyes that examined her most private parts.
Another quick movement from him and her blouse was ripped open with equal ease. Taking a deep breath from the shock of this brutal behavior, her tits expanded forward and Pedro's eyes lit up as her bra was stretched to breaking point.
"Keep your breath, bitch! I like your tits this way" he told her and unbuttoned his jeans. Cynthia could already see the obscene bulge in his jockstrap. Her eyes spat fire, but she did not dare to sat anything or even let her breath go out.
As his jeans fell to the floor, Cynthia started to feel dizzy and her ears started ringing even more as her blood got pumped around faster and faster to try to deliver oxygen.
Pedro now hooked his fingers inside her bra and told her she could breath again. Relieved she exhaled. But this also caused her (since Pedro kept his hand in place) to move forward, closer to the face of the Mexican. Another pull of his hand and the bra ripped open and her tits bounced once more free.
Ashamed she saw the man look at her and she almost placed a snide remark. But as if Pedro felt it coming, he looked her straight in the eyes with a look that left no doubt about what he expected. He then grabbed her tits and squeezed them roughly.
Cynthia tried to move her body closer to Pedro, so he could not squeeze so hard, but it did not help.
On his part, Pedro used the move to plant his lips on her mouth and before Cynthia knew what was happening, they were french kissing as long time lovers. The thick muscular tongue of the man was exploring her mouth and every now and then he sucked her tongue inside his own mouth, only to bite on it. Cynthia high pitched moan of pain, when that happened the first time, was countered with a fierce pinch in her left nipple as a reminder to not complain. The next bites on her tongue and lips, she took without complaints and was rewarded by less, but still quite firm, pinching and rubbing of her nipples and tits.
To her own surprise (and disgust...) she noticed that the rough treatment was (at least physically) turning her on... With horror she noticed that her pussy was getting wet as Pedro continued his brutal assault on her mouth and tits.
Cynthia could not believe this was happening. A few days ago she would have scolded him for being a leering pervert if he only had as much looked at her. And now he was positioned with his pants down and his cock still growing between her widespread legs, roughly kissing her mouth and fondling her tits.
She felt his massive tool rub against her thigh as it engorged with blood as its owner feasted himself on the upper part of her body. The remnants of the clothes, that she had put on earlier, did not offer protection anymore.
Cynthia froze as a particular sharp pinch almost made her cry out in pain. Luckily for her she managed to transform it into a throaty moan that might have indicated consent and enjoyment. Well... that was at least the way that Pedro interpreter the sound.
"Ah... So you like it a bit rough after all..." he said and quickly removed his shirt. Cynthia now had a full frontal view of the Mexicans naked and muscular body. Included his obscenely long and thick cock. When her eyes locked for several seconds on the monster, Pedro noticed it and continued: "Don't worry... you will meet 'Little Pedro' very soon and very up close and very personal... Just relax and it will not hurt too much!"
Cynthia wondered how she would be able to take the stick of meat inside her without permanent damage. It was over 10" long and must have been 2" in diameter. Even with her cunt now completely wet and slippery from her juices, she was horrified at the thought of having to accept that cock all the wat inside her. It would rip her open!
Again, Pedro took her prolonged viewing as a sign of interest about the event to happen (and in a way it was, just like some people like to watch accidents, Cynthia was partially detached from her body and with some sort of objective curiosity she was waiting what would happen when Pedro would stuff his cock in the woman's cunt. No, it was her her own cunt!).
Pedro now pulled her closer to him. Her ass was still resting on the edge of the table, her legs were spread and surrounded Pedro's ass and thighs.
A shiver ran through her as he placed the bulbous head of his cock against the entrance of her pussy. With her arms place behind her for support, she stuck out her firm tits towards Pedro. As he got closer to suck and nibble (well, more like chewing) his lower body also close in and her cuntlips were spread wider and wider as his cock began its entry into her body.
Oddly enough, the rough treatment of her tits and nipples by Pedro's mouth, made the wide cock sliding into her deeper and deeper almost bearable.
Almost that was, because once the wide head had fully entered the opening of her cunt, it now started to stretch the inner walls of her vagina as it got pushed deeper and deeper inside her.
Pedro now simply lifted her ass from the table and let her slide down on his cock, simply by gravity. Cynthia was torn between two choices... the first by squeezing her cunt as close as possible to slow down the invasion, the second by (as Pedro suggested) to do the opposite and relax. But once she realized again that the Mexican was going to fuck her anyway, tightly squeezed cunt or not, she decided that the way of least resistance was the easiest one. Easing open her cunt she could feel Pedro slide deeper and deeper inside. The mushroom on top of his cock plunged through her inner fucktube and the rest op his cock followed at once. She could feel the veins pulse and scrape alongside the fully streched walls of her cunt.
Suddenly Cynthia experienced a strange pressing sensation in her stomach. Looking at her pussy, she saw at least 3 inch of cock sticking out, but it felt as if Pedro had already bottomed out.
The pressure got greater and changed into pain. God, the man was going to damage her womb with that monstrous cock of him! As the pain kept on increasing, Cynthia gritted her teeth. She correctly assumed that if she cried out, Pedro would be even rougher. Then suddenly with a sharp sting, Pedro's cock surged forward and he was now totally inside her.
With the realization that she was capable of taking this thick, massive cock all the way inside, Cynthia also noticed that the pain had subsided after that last thrust.
Then she remembered her sex-ed classes. He must have lodged himself directly in her womb, right through her cervix!
And right at that time Pedro started really fucking her. With each thrust about half of his cock was pulled out and pushed back again in her slippery and painful cunt.
Every time the thick head of his cock plunged in and out her sensitive cervix as well. She was now simply bouncing up and down as Pedro lifted her up as her waist and dropped her down again on his cock. With each thud when she landed with her ass on the table, she also felt her cervix and womb being painfully stretched more and more.
But much to her surprise and shock, through that haze of pain, another feeling surfaced. She actually was working herself towards an orgasm. As she bounced again and again on the Mexican's phallus, a deep and satisfying warmness spread from her cunt and with loader and loader moans and other encouragements she urged Pedro on.
"Nnnngg... Oh yesss.... Fuck me hard and deep... Nngggg.... Stick that fat cock all the way inside me!"
For Pedro this was nothing new, but it still turned him on each time when a woman responded like this. His thrust got even more energetic and after some 5 minutes he felt Cynthia's cunt clamp close on his pulsating cock and her legs locked behind his ass, as she came hard and long.
"Aaaaiiii.... fuck-me-fuck-me-sweet-mother-of jesus-fuck-me-hard-i-am-cumminnggggggggggggg..........!" she shouted as the man kept on fucking her with small but powerful thrusts.
As Cynthia's orgasm subsided, Pedro felt the sperm starting to boil in his balls. The bitch had given him a nice ride, but now it was time to finish it.
The relaxed vagina made it possible to speed up his thrusts and the velvet walls rubbing his shaft, together with the narrow entrance of her cervix stimulating the head of his cock, made him cum after another 4 or 5 thrusts.
Even from his monitor Fred could see the balls of the Mexican contract and move closer to his body before they spewed out their load.
Squirt after squirt jetted through 10 inch of cockmeat before it splattered directly into Cynthia's womb.
"There you go, bitch, a fine load of Mexican milk for your pussy!" he said to her as he laid her back on the table.
Exhausted by the strong orgasm from a few moments ago to do anything else, Cynthia could only watch as he pulled out, wiped his cock on her destroyed dress and took another syringe from one of the drawers in the wall.
Her "Please, don't... not again..." to the man who just fucked her against her will, but nevertheless gave her a mind shattering orgasm, fell on deaf ears and unable to resists, she had to let him inject her with another shot of the drug to which she was more and more depending on.
But soon her pleas were silenced as the ever and ever more familiar vertigo of bright and shiny colored overwhelmed her mind once more again...
