RAISING THE PERFECT SLUT (5/7) 

(Blackmail, M+/F, humiliation)


A Story by Lara Cataluna


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Disclaimer : Read No Further If You Are Under The Age Of 18 Or If You Are 
Offended By Graphic Descriptions Of Sexual Activity.
All Characters, Situations, And Locations Are Purely Fictional.

I write these things for one purpose alone: Hearing from readers. Please let me 
know what you think...

Notes:

1- All characters and institutions used in this story are fictional. To my 
knowledge there is no "Pink Compassions" or "Sin City Entertainment". There is 
no "Women Liberation Front". There is no Larry Binks, supposedly Republican 
Senator from Louisiana (both Senators from Louisiana are Democrats).
2- This story is based on a blackmail scheme, unlike some stories I wrote before 
which were based on mind-control. As such, I think it requires a great 
suspension of logic. Most people I know would refuse to do things that are done 
in A.S.S. blackmail stories.
3- There is no incest in this story, but in a scene mother and daughter are both 
present. The story kind of led there. (I personally find incest, with the 
possible exception of sister/sister, to be
repulsive). I had some reservations about this and I wondered about whether I 
should use a different pseudonym. At the end I decided otherwise, based on the 
fact that all characters are imaginary anyway. 4- Kelly Van Ryan is a special 
name for those familiar with movies. 5- In a particular scene, I used "Poor girl 
.. all alone" posted many times by gbfntsy@aol.com. I think this is one of the 
best fantasies on
the A.S.S., and in fact it was adopted by Apollyon Beelzebub in his "Starfuck" 
series featuring Jennifer Love Hewitt. It's long been my desire to adopt the 
"Poor girl .. all alone" in one of my stories and it fit in nicely with this 
story. Perhaps, the same effect could be given without a complete adaptation of 
the "Poor girl .. all alone" but I did it for my own enjoyment as much as 
anything else.

Inspirations:

1- The movie "Cruel Intentions"
2- "Tammy at Work" by Roger T Pipe
3- "Poor girl .. all alone "by gbfntsy@aol.com
4- "Orlando's Call" by Parker
5- "The Plucked Duck" by Joy Paine
6- The movie "Eyes Wide Shut"

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Important Characters:

Richard Rostock: Businessman sent to jail by Michelle Cataluna
Michelle Cataluna: Feminist TV personality, anti-porn activist, famous attorney
Luici Simone: Owner of pornography firm, Pink Compassions
Sammy Milano: Simone's man in LAPD
Lara Cataluna: Daughter of Michelle Cataluna
Kelly Van Ryan: Lara's friend from high-school
"Hammer": Black Gang Leader and Pot provider for Lara and Kelly 


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Hammer smiled appreciatively looking at the usual sight awaiting him. There she 
was, his "bitch", well, the entire Gang's "bitch". Kelly Van Ryan was in her 
mandatory greeting position, which she was required to assume every time one of 
her Masters came through the front door. She was naked but for a pair of 
high-heels. Positioned on her knees, her face was at crotch-level. Her legs were 
spread apart, completely exposing her pussy - which was shaven on a daily basis 
to keep it completely bald. Her hands were clasped behind her neck, arching her 
back - thereby pushing her large breasts forward as if it was an offering to the 
Gods.

The position was extremely humiliating for Kelly, but she had gotten used to 
doing many humiliating things over the past few weeks. It seemed like just 
yesterday, when she was a little Beverly Hills
Princess, driving around in expensive cars, hanging out at lavish Cafes. Now, 
she was the claimed property of a Black Gang, ready to do their bidding whenever 
they felt like it.

"Welcome, Master. Please put your Big Black Cock in me!" the girl pleaded: The 
verbal greeting required of her.

Hammer could see the dismay in those big blue eyes but nothing else about her 
revealed any of her displeasure. Instead, she looked like a young white slut who 
had had the pleasure of Black Cock and was still craving more of it. She had 
learned to pretend she was dying in desire for their big cocks, even if she 
hated every minute of it. Hammer carefully examined the naked beauty before him, 
as he liked to do everyday. Turning this spoiled girl into their sex toy had 
been one of the most remarkable perks of his tenure as a Gang Leader. He had no 
doubt the young rich-bitch had always been dismissive of blacks, seeing them as 
either her family's servants or bums on the streets. She was used to ordering 
them around. Now, of course, the roles were
reversed: Kelly was the fucktoy in the hands of these young black men, to be 
used and abused in whatever ways they found amusing. She no longer dismissed 
Blacks as poor and lazy - she refereed to Hammer and his Gang Brothers as 
"Master", doing only as she is told and spending hours everyday sucking and 
humping on their black cocks.

Hammer remembered the fun of breaking the white Princess. She had felt so 
out-of-place and scared. Her training had been easy: She had had a fair number 
of dates with the cane which was now hanging on the wall. The Gang Members still 
found occasion to punish their beautiful slave since even the slightest hint of 
disobedience or hesitation was not tolerated

And certainly none of them had any mercy for the girl. They had been dismissed 
and dissed on by the likes of her all their lives and the revenge was sweet 
indeed! The little Princess was their whore now. The classy girl who could get 
sick at the thought of having sex with anyone not matching her social status, 
could now tell apart each Gang Member's cock eyes closed, simply by licking. She 
knew every ridge, every vein on every Black Cock in the house, having occupied 
herself with entertaining those Black Cocks 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. 

Kelly had learned to be the ultimate whore. Initially, she had just laid down, 
spreading her legs so that they could take their pleasure from her. But that 
wasn't enough. They wanted a complete slut, a genuine fuckbunny, who didn't just 
impale herself on their cocks but craved for it!! With enough practice, and 
enough sessions with the cane, she mastered how to moan and scream in the most 
stimulating ways. She learned the right words to say; the right ways to squirm, 
the right way to hump on a cock to provide the most entertaining gyrations. She 
learned how to give the most pleasure to men; she learned how each Gang Member 
liked to fuck her. Kelly had been giving blow-jobs since she was 13, but not 
like she did these days. The snooty girl now featured a perfect blow-job, having 
been trained in the correct way to slide her tongue just along the underside of 
a cock., to take it all the way down her throat, tickle and tease with her 
tongue to provide maximum pleasure, not dropping the tiniest drop of cumm, and 
gently cleaning the cock after she was done serving it. She had been used in all 
her orifices - the first time Li'l Mo had taken her in the ass, her screams had 
echoed through-out the house. She had long been instructed on how to hold her 
breasts tightly together when one of the Masters wanted to "tity-fuck" her. They 
had done to her things she didn't think any man could do to her. She was a 
fully-trained, multi- equipped fancy fucktoy attending the needs of Hammer and 
his Gang round- the-clock.

Hammer teased Kelly's pussy with the toe of his boot:

"How many Black Cocks have you had in you, Cunt?"

"213 Master" the girl replied, her shame apparent on her face no matter how 
carefully she tried to conceal it. She was expected to keep track of her own 
degradation.

"But, you still want more, Slut?"

"Yes, Master, please..."

Hammer noted how she always knew the correct answer to give. Of course, she also 
always had her nervous eyes on the cane hanging from the wall. The walls, 
naturally, had much more than just the cane. The walls which were once 
exclusively covered with pictures of Tyra Banks, Halle Berry and Vanessa 
Williams now frequently featured Kelly's photographs: Usually with a cock in her 
mouth, cumm dripping from her face or other lewd poses which were made to look 
like she posed
willingly, smiling and giving sultry looks to the Camera.

The door flew open again, and in walked Li'l Mo. Kelly turned towards the fat 
guy aged 17 and spoke her usual salute:

"Welcome, Master. Please put your Big Black Cock in me!" 

Li'l Mo looked at his bitch with amusement in his eyes. Li'l Mo knew he was the 
one she hated the most. Despite all her efforts, he could tell the little 
Princess from Beverly Hills hated having sex with his 280 pound body. And it 
would be fair to say, Li'l Mo was a little too cane-happy.

"You want my Cock, worthless Slut?"

"Yes, Master. Please give it to me, Master...". As much as Kelly hated Li'l Mo, 
she knew better than not to piss him off...

Li'l Mo seated himself on the stolen leather couch: "Crawl to me, Cunt" 

Kelly got all fours and crawled over to Li'l Mo, and then slowly took out his 
Cock - which she had always found to be little less than the expectations for a 
big fat black guy. As she began giving one of her expert blow-jobs to Li'l Mo, 
Hammer looked at her unintentionally wiggling ass.

"Well" he said to himself, as he kneeled behind the girl: "The bitch might as 
well go for 215!!".

Kelly knew soon the other members of the gang would show up - back from their 
drug-dealing - and they'd all want to have a go at their rich spoiled slutty 
white fuckbunny.

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By the time Lara came home, she had managed to calm herself somewhat. The 
answering machine had a message from Mom, and she wanted to talk to Mom, but not 
before she washed all the filth away. She rushed to the phone as soon as she got 
out of the shower.

"Hi Mom". She was excited to talk to Mom.

"Hi Sweetie...How are you doing"

"Great"... Lara forced herself to lie.

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The following morning, Lara was called into Richard's room. She applied a fresh 
coat of red lipstick,
anticipating Mr. Rostock's mid-morning blow job. She knocked on the door, 
walking in nervously expecting to be ordered out of her clothes promptly.

"You did a fine job yesterday" commented Richard as if he was giving a 
performance appraisal.
"...Thank... Thank you, Sir"

"We will have plenty of guests..."

"Yes, Sir!"

"You need to buy toys and training equipment"

"Toys, Sir?"

"Yes, toys... I'm not talking about ToysRUs. There is a porn shop couple blocks 
from here. Go there and purchase these items." Richard handed a list to the 
terrified girl. Lara couldn't believe her eyes; the list contained items she 
found extremely distasteful and painful. 

Richard continued: "I don't really have much use for many of those items but a 
girl's gotta have her equipments - in case guests demand it..."

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Michelle Cataluna looked over the city from her posh office. She had been 
examining the ratings of "The Liberation Front" which were very pleasing. She 
was scheduled to renew her contract with MSMBC and she could look forward to a 
big pay raise.

She examined the case file. She no longer made any courtroom
appearances - the TV occupied most of her time. But she was still up- to-date 
with the legal actions of the organization she headed. Women's Liberation Front 
had just filed a lawsuit against Sin City
Entertainment. She knew almost all of these lawsuits against
pornographers had failed - the First Amendment was a real bitch! She'd gladly 
make an exception in the First Amendment to stop all those sexist pigs from 
indulging themselves. Of course, she had won one monumental case against Pink 
Compassions. And she remembered how she had tortured and destroyed Richard 
Rostock on the stand: She had particularly enjoyed beating that bastard into 
mush. And putting that sleazy Luici Simone out-of-business was an extra bonus. 
Michelle wasn't bothered by the eventual outcomes of these legal cases - the 
publicity was more than enough to advance the feminist cause, and to advance 
Michelle herself...

But the reason for her happiness this morning was not the publicity or legal 
cases. She had just finished a meeting with Rubin Lufer, whose ass she was about 
to nail because of a particularly nasty sexual harassment case. Lufer had been 
one of the biggest political donors in the State for a long time - yet this 
powerful man pleaded with her like a little kid this morning, begging for mercy. 
Michelle had initially enjoyed just letting the big honcho wiggle for a while, 
knowing she would destroy him regardless. But then, Lufer had said something 
magical - the word "CONGRESSWOMAN"! The sound of it was enough to make Michelle 
excited. It was said that Lufer was powerful enough to hand- pick candidates. Of 
course, she'd have to run in San Francisco, that city being the only one that 
was liberal enough to elect a raging feminist like her. Yet, it would be the 
first time a prominent
feminist like her would make it to a nationally elected office. The 
possibilities were endless - she could even try to introduce some legislation 
particularly hurtful to all those sleazy pornographers! Yes, after all, she 
could perhaps overlook some nastier aspects of the lawsuit against Mr. Lufer.

"Congresswoman Cataluna" she said to herself, chuckling in delight. 
"Congresswoman Cataluna".

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It was 7:01 AM when Lara came rushing through the office entrance. In more than 
a month at the Rostock Enterprises, she hadn't been late a single time. She 
knocked on Mr. Rostock's door, and was called in promptly.

"You are late"

"I'm so sorry, Sir" she said desperately.

"No, honey, you just think you're sorry. You will be sorry, for real, in just a 
moment". Richard took out the spanking pad Lara had purchased in her trip to the 
porn shop. "Strip completely and bend over the desk".

Over the past weeks, Lara had developed the good sense to never argue with Mr. 
Rostock no matter how frightening or outrageous his demands could be. Soon, she 
was weeping in pain as Richard gave her a
spanking. Even in her agony, she could feel the irony: She was being spanked 
like a little girl - her mother had never laid a finger on her, she had to turn 
19 before getting a spanking in the hands of a stranger. 

She knew then that there were many ways Richard Rostock could punish her. Not 
just the ultimate punishment of sending her to jail, but many "intermediate" 
punishments - like the sting of the Spanking Pad Richard held in his hand. The 
pain only heightened the girl's fear of
disobedience.
Richard looked at the trembling naked form on his desk and he could feel his 
hard-on. He really owned this gorgeous little thing, she was in his utter 
control. He decided to trade his morning blow-job for a real fuck and positioned 
himself behind the naked girl.

The phone in his office rang just as Richard was pumping in and out. He stopped 
his motion for a brief moment to hear what Mrs. Brown had to say:

"Mr. Rostock, Ms. Cataluna's mother is on line-1, she wants to speak to her 
daughter. Should I tell her to call back?"

Lara was irked at hearing about her mother's call while she was being fucked by 
her boss. Mr. Rostock had ordered her to give a specific direct line number to 
her Mom so she would never know her daughter worked at Rostock Enterprises - 
Mrs. Brown must have answered that number. What she heard next only made her 
more terrified:

"Oh, no, Margaret, do connect her please". Richard motioned Lara to pick up the 
phone without changing her position. The girl was holding the phone in one hand 
now, and she was simply horrified that her mom could somehow figure out she was 
bent over her boss' desk, naked and spanked and being fucked...

Richard pushed forward as soon as Lara answered the phone with a meek "hi, mom!"

"Hello darling"

"Hi..." Lara's response was almost muffled with a moan that escaped her lips as 
Richard began ramming into her body in earnest.

"Are you OK?"

"Yes, I'm mmmpphh OK, mom...."

"I know you don't want me to call you in the office but I just had to... I got 
wonderful news! I might be running for Congress!!" 

"That's... iiimmppphhh... wonderful, Mom"

"Yes... So how's work going, honey? Do you help close any deals?" 

"Yes, yes... Aaayyhh... Yes, Mom. Aaaagghh... I help close a lot of deals". Lara 
could hear the laughter of Richard at this revelation as he pushed forth harder 
and faster.

"Oh, that's very good honey. Sounds like a happy office with all that noise. 
Anyway, my campaign should be kicking off soon..."

"That's great mother... Mom, can I immmmpphh call you mmpphh back? I'm kinda 
busy right now."

"Oh sure, darling, back to work then..."

Richard exploded as a panting, moaning Lara hang up the phone. He almost 
couldn't recall having enjoyed sex this much: The evil bitch who had tried to 
destroy him had no idea, he was fucking her precious little daughter like a 
cheap whore while she was talking to her proud mommy.

Finally, he seated himself, lighting a cigar. Lara was on the verge of tears. 
"Stop crying" he ordered.

"We have guests" commented Richard - the words Lara dreaded the most. She had 
gotten used to doing Richard's bidding on a regular basis, but her boss had also 
made a habit of using the beautiful girl as
"sweetener" in his business dealings. Lara was often expected to stroll upstairs 
to the Grand Meeting Room, as her coworkers smirked, and "entertain" Mr. 
Rostock's guests. She could feel the taste of cumm from the five Japanese men 
just two days ago.

"This is a very important deal" informed Richard. "These two guys are 
establishing a company called Yahoo. Very promising stuff - and if the deal goes 
through we'll provide the financing in exchange for a large chunk of equity! 
However, I think the closest these two geeks came to a woman is reading the 
Penthouse. That's, of course, where you come in. Off you go upstairs, I told 
them I'd send some refreshments..." 

As soon as Lara left the room, Richard tuned into the closed-circuit video 
system. He watched in amusement as Lara stripped and laid down on the table. He 
had installed the hidden cameras in the Grand Meeting Room when his company had 
first moved to the building - he had stacks of tapes featuring his business 
partners with Lara. Poor girl had no idea her "special duties" were continuously 
recorded.

Two hours later Richard signed the deal for a large stake in the company, barely 
stopping himself from laughing at the exhausted yet happy faces of the two young 
men. He was certain this could be the deal that put him on top of the food chain 
once again!!!

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