CATWALK


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A Story By
Lara Cataluna

(tease, mast, nc, gang-bang)

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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 except for my first name.

Inspiration:

"My Virgin Wet Dream" by .YES.


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This is a very old story I've written, the first I posted on A.S.S.  I never put it on my web site asstr.org, thinking it just wasn't good enough - however, a reader asked me why this wasn't included among my stories so I decided to post it.  After all, why just leave it to rust...  



Men, men, men... I love teasing men! 

I love the power I have over their cocks, making them all instantly hard, with 
just a little glimpse of my body. I love keeping them on the edge, frustrated, 
wanting me so badly it hurts. Always so close yet untouchable!!!

I love walking down the street, or going into a crowded place and pretending to 
be unaware of all the hungry eyes glued on me. I can always feel the animalistic 
lust in them. Men from fifteen to 
seventy-five watch me go by and imagine doing all kinds of things to me. I know 
they look at my tits and imagine what they look like naked, imagine how big and 
round they are, imagine putting their cocks between them, fucking my tits. I 
know they watch my ass go by and growl to themselves that I really need a hard, 
stiff cock up it.
I know they strip me naked with their eyes, imagine me on all fours, getting 
fucked like a bitch-dog, moaning and screaming. I know they imagine me sucking 
their cocks; wanting to rape me, seduce me, own me... 

It just makes me overcome with lust, knowing how badly they want to ram their 
hard, big cocks into me; knowing they can't do it, without my permission.
I always dress seductively when I go out. I don't mean I look slutty - a 
natural-born-teaser like me knows how to reveal her knock-out figure without 
actually looking like a slut.

I wear really tight jeans that hug my ass and crotch and hips,
showing what a great figure I have. I wear tops that are tight and clingy. I 
wear mini-skirts with deep slits, to show off my smooth, soft skin. I wear 
tight, thin blouses with buttons, to show off my cleavage. I put on wet make-up, 
to promise kisses that never come. 


So, for yesterday's parade, I chose my outfit. I put on a wool sweater that was 
a size too small for me! The touch of wool was harsh on my skin and without any 
bra, the tight sweater did a terrific job of accentuating my breasts! It also 
stopped right above my belly button, exposing my flat tummy. I put on a pair of 
sexy panties and then my skirt - black, very tight and short! After putting on 
my high heels, I was ready to roll out. I glanced at myself on the mirror - boy, 
I was stunning! A wonderful afternoon was ahead!!

Oh, I suppose I forgot to tell you about the most important detail: I had a tiny 
little dildo - which I inserted in my pussy! When you're financially well-off as 
I am, you can get your hands on the most bizarre sex tools, even have them 
custom-made!! Well this special dildo was rather tiny, fitting inside me 
comfortably, impossible to detect from outside, and not complicating the way I 
walk or sit - and its mere presence inside me certainly wasn't enough to make me 
cum. It was firmly held inside though, as it was attached to my panties. The 
special thing about this little dildo was that it vibrated for a few seconds 
every two minutes. Not enough to let me cum, but certainly enough to keep me 
excited - basically forcing me to continuously think of nothing but sex!!!

So, I was ready to hit the 5th Avenue. You see, taking long walks on Fifth 
Avenue, teasing and frustrating men, making them turn around and take second 
looks at my gracefully swinging ass, getting couples to quarrel over "just what 
he was looking at", licking my vanilla ice-cream just to torture the 
on-lookers... that's my favorite way to spend a dull afternoon in the City!!

It gets somewhat strange in my leisurely walks. I can almost feel the lustful 
intentions of all those by-passers. It's like a blur, somewhere between 
fantasizing and actually reading minds. I know it must be just me, images simply 
flashing through my mind, but it feels so much like I'm really sensing the 
thoughts of the men and women around me: 

For example, as I take a cab ride to 57th and 5th, I can clearly read the 
driver's thoughts, as he struggles to choose between watching the road and 
watching my smooth legs, exposed as my skirt rides up high on my thighs! The 
driver has obviously migrated recently from some poverty-ridden African country, 
as I can tell from his accent and clothing. His English is no better than my 
neighbor's dog! And all he has in mind is having some top-rated American pussy. 
His fantasies are not very sophisticated at all - I am quickly stripped naked, 
on all fours, my legs spread wide and the driver on his knees behind me, 
slapping my juicy pussy with his massive black dick. He gets me all excited 
nevertheless - with the dildo doing its occasional trick inside me, it's hard 
not to get excited!! He finishes me off with having me say all American men are 
sissies and faggots, and that real men are like him, big, black and from 
Zimbabwe!!

I get off on 5th avenue, all worked up by my cab driver, ready for catcalls, 
hungry looks and dirty fantasies. I'm already horny as hell from the periodic 
teasing between my legs. As I take the Fifth, the first man I come face to face 
is a middle-aged businessman, gobbling down a hot dog. Mind waves start in an 
instant.

He dreams he's very rich, successful and powerful - not like the mid-level loser 
he is now. He sits in the corner office overlooking the Central Park - he's the 
boss and I'm his secretary. Of course, I'm just a little office bimbo who can 
suck as well as she can type. He always makes me wear tight, revealing clothes 
just like the stuff I'm wearing now and boy, he has his way with me anytime he 
wants - no ifs, no buts. After all, my career and paycheck are in his hands - 
I'd better work hard!! So, he makes me lie on my back on his desk, spreads my 
legs wide apart and he plunges in, fucking me hard and long, listening to my 
moans. And then I'm under his desk, sucking his dick, taking it all the way down 
my throat as he watches CNN from his comfortable seat. He fucks me everyday, 
many times a day, long and hard. I'm just a 
corporate privilege to him, a sexy little fuckthing for the big boss to play 
with - I'm just a girl trying to earn her paycheck, maybe dreaming of a little 
raise... ready to bend over whenever the big boss demands! 

So many people... So many vicious thoughts... Gangs are the worst: 

I run into a bunch of black guys - a mean looking gang that give the creeps to 
me! I don't know if you need to read their mind at all - these guys all have the 
same fantasy: I am in a back alley, surrounded by them, crying and yelling for 
help like a trapped deer. They just stand around me, not doing anything, simply 
laughing at my intense fear and desperation - they even let me break free, let 
me run through the streets of Bronx. It's amusing for them to watch the rich 
bitch trying to run in her tight skirt and high heels, trying to save her yuppie 
ass. They follow me closely, as I run and pant like a dog and finally, I'm 
trapped again in a dead-end street. They watch in amusement as I beg and plead, 
even offer money to them. Then one of them catches me by the hair, drags me on 
the ground, rips off all my clothes and leaves me naked. My soft sobs and fading 
pleas only seem to encourage them. They all violate me one by one! My terror and 
humiliation only increases their amusement. One guy puts a knife under my chin, 
threatens to slice my throat if I don't suck their dicks.. So I lick and suck 
their dicks, as they rape me from behind... And then, they take off, leaving me 
behind, covered in their sweat and cum, laughing at the humiliated rich-bitch, 
leaving me lying naked and crying...

The periodic disturbance in my pussy keeps me hot, as I continue walking through 
herds of horny men. A teenager, no more than 16 years old. He grabs me, I am 
stark naked instantly, he slams me on the wall, screws me like that, in front of 
everyone, squeezed between his adolescent body and the wall. 

I walk all the way up to 42nd street, sucking and fucking all kinds of people... 
getting more and more aroused, the vibrator still keeping me on the edge!! I get 
tangled in the most bizarre fantasies, some downright nasty and violent:

An old man, looking like a real psycho, perhaps a sexo-maniac indeed, has sick 
sick thoughts about me. Tells me how he'll show me what happens to young teases 
like me... My wrists are tied together, connected to a hook in the ceiling with 
an iron chain. My legs are tied to separate hooks on the floor - they are forced 
wide wide apart, pulling my muscles against my soft skin and giving easy access 
to my Master!! My naked body is stretched against my bonds, nipples are hard 
from the cold of the dungeon. He makes sure all his tools are placed on shelves 
that are visible to me - he enjoys the fear in my face. He gags me with a 
handkerchief tied around my head, explaining to me that this way I won't be able 
to speak but my screams will be heard just fine - because my painful screams are 
amusing to him!! He places two clamps on my nipples, enjoying the reaction he 
gets from my body! He adds weights to the nipple clamps and laughs at my 
whimpers. He grabs his whip. Standing behind me, he starts abusing my flesh, 
covering every square inch of my body, sending waves of pain throughout my body. 
The weights pull on my nipples with every strike. Soon enough, I'm covered in 
sweat, crying and screaming, agonizing in pain as he cheerfully keeps beating my 
fragile body without mercy - and this is just the start of my training!!!

So many sick people, doing so many sick and disgusting things to me - the City 
is filled with these fruitcakes! The lustful looks do not only belong to men... 
Some women seem to show every bit as much interest in my smooth legs and firm 
tits. But especially my face seems to be the subject of affection for the raging 
lesbians such as this over-weight police officer standing by the newsstand.

She handcuffs me and sits on my face, removing her panties and revealing her 
hairy pussy - she pulls on my hair, ensuring my cooperation. I say "please 
officer, don't arrest me, I'll do anything for you" - and soon enough, her pussy 
is brushing against my ever-so-precious mouth, her pussy hair all over my nose. 
I lick inside her, my tongue sliding up and down her smelly twat like crazy, 
servicing her as though my life depended on it!!! "Lick, lick, lick" I go, till 
she cumms all over my face, moaning like a pig. She uncuffs me. "You'd better 
get your cute ass here everyday" she says, "unless you wanna be eating pussy in 
jail - they love little yuppie mouths in jail"!!

"Yes, M'am" I say, not daring to ask what my crime is. 

As usual, I stop by Luinardo's to have lunch. It is the crappiest little 
miserable pizza parlor there is but they got the best garlic breads in town. I'm 
tired and horny as hell, yet the game is still on. I carefully cross my legs, 
revealing as much flesh as possible, just to tease the customers. When my warm 
garlic breads arrive, I start playing with them - they are big and long!! I lick 
the garlic bits from the top of each stick and take large bites - the customers 
eat their hearts out! Boy, this is great, lunch can be fun indeed!! I know I 
have to relieve myself soon. I am getting hotter and hotter and the vibrator 
just won't leave me alone!! So... it's time! I make my way to the ladiesroom, 
I'm gonna lose my mind if I don't shove a finger inside myself as soon as 
possible!!

I walk into the bathroom - that's when I catch him with the corner of my eye - 
some guy hiding behind the door but I can't even see his face. The last thing I 
realize is him rushing towards me and placing some cloth right on my nose - the 
smell is sweet, and everything blocks out!!!

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I wake with a shock of cold - somebody dropped a bucket of cold water on me! I 
come to myself slowly. It's the guy from Luinardo's - I don't know his name. I 
start kicking and screaming but he jumps right on me! I struggle but I don't 
stand a chance with my hands tied behind me. He pushes his hand underneath my 
skirt and grabs the waistband of my panties. He yanks'em down despite my 
protests. Oh God, the animal wants to rape me!!

He takes my panties all the way down, pass my ankles. I try to close my legs 
tight - he doesn't seem to care about that: He slaps me on the face, and again, 
and again, and again.

"Shut up, cunt". 

I mean to scream for help but all of a sudden he pushes my panties into my mouth 
- it makes me wanna puke. They are all wet from the day's excitement. My stomach 
protests as I am forced to taste my own juices!! He produces some kind of rope 
and ties it around my head, almost forcing the panties down my throat. Now 
gagged, I can no longer make any noise. 

"Listen to me bitch!! Here's the deal: You are the biggest cock-teaser I've ever 
seen! You come to the restaurant everyday, always showing off yourself, just 
teasing me - and others!! So now, I am going to fuck you. And I don't mind you 
identifying me, either! I'm catching a flight at JFK in 4 hours and I go back 
home! You see, my work permit is over and I said, hell, why not taste the finest 
American pussy before I leave, right? They don't give a shit about catching 
rapists back home, anyway...!!"

"But then, I thought about it! Why not make some cash before leaving? So, I 
decided to cash in - on your pussy: See those men!"

(I realize the men only then - there are maybe thirty - forty of them inside 
this warehouse, standing away from me in the dark!! And they are all wearing 
black hoods).

"Yeah, darling, lots of men! And each paid $100 to have their turn with you - 
sure you can find a street whore for that price but not a fine pussy like 
yours!! Plus, I think some of these fellas get an extra kick from rape - I know 
I do! So, you'll have the biggest gang-bang of your life darling. I might even 
be out of the country by the time it's over!! Don't worry, nobody's going to 
kill you, unless we have to, of course! The plan is to fuck your brains out, 
till all the men have had enough fucks with you, and then you'll be left alone - 
if you've been extra nice!!! Hopefully, no harm will be done - most of the 
fellas here are not murderers and they don't want to become one!!"

"However, (he flashes a huge pocket knife and holds it next to my face) if you 
disobey anyone here, for instance if you show the slightest hesitation in 
sucking cock, I'll cut your throat myself!! Got it?" 

Terrified with the idea, I nod!! Satisfied, he grabs his dick 
underneath his pants. "Let's get started"!! He rips off my skirt so suddenly 
that, I scream through my gag. He slaps me again: "Shut the fuck up!!".

I am left with nothing but my sweater on. I realize all the men gathering around 
me now. "Hmm" says my rapist! "Nice! Keeping your pussy trimmed like a proper 
lady!! And what is this?".

Oh God, he finds the little vibrator!! "Wow, look at this! This cunt has been 
going around with a tiny dildo up her pussy! What a fuckin slut! God, you are a 
slut!! You know, you deserve all this! Because you are a total slut!! Say so 
bitch, say you deserve to be raped because you are a slut"! 

He removes my gag, only to make me humiliate myself.

(He flashes the pocket knife again). 

"Say it bitch, come on!!"

What chance do I got? "I deserve to be raped because I'm a slut!!". 

"Good girl! Now gentlemen, we'll ask our pretty captive to put together a show 
for us - to get us all in the mood!"

He uncuffs me and hands me the dildo! "Now, bitch, what a mess you've made with 
this little dildo!! Clean it up!!! Yes, lick it all clean - for future use, you 
know!!".

The idea revolts my stomach but what else to do? I have to swallow my own 
juices, if I want to get out of this alive! So, I start licking in earnest, 
cleaning the damn thing as the men watch me with horny eyes. They are getting in 
the mood all right! And they don't run the risk of being identified - not with 
those ridiculous hoods!!

"Enough!!" commands my main rapist! Somebody produces a camcorder much to my 
horror.

"Hey", the guy chuckles... "Fellas wanna hold onto memories, nothing wrong with 
that!!"

He cuts off my protests with a slap... "Shut up bitch, it's time for the 
suck&fuck!!!!!!!!!".

And the gang-bang begins...

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