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(c) 2002 copyright by SJTJ (aka Naive)
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this story. This story contains violence and ball busting. If this subject 
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Truth or Dare (Chapter 2)
By Naive, shattered_mind@hotmail.com

	The door closed as the girls left to talk over his fate. It was kind of 
erotic, but Roger was still scared. Were they going to let him go? What was 
going to happen when they finished their little game? He tried not to think 
about it. Roger glanced around the room and could see his sliced up clothes 
piled on the floor. The bedroom was not one he recognized; it looked like a 
master bedroom, a picture of a man and woman getting married sat on the chest of 
drawers. The blankets beneath him were a deep royal blue and went nicely with 
the light blue color of the walls. A few family pictures were hung around the 
room, Jenny Larson was in a few of them. This had to be her house - her parents 
room to be exact. How could she think to get away with this? The door creaking 
open pulled him back to the present. Teresa stood beside the door and look 
across at him. She had a concerned but excited look in her eyes. Swinging the 
door closed behind her, she sat down on the bed. Taking her hand she brushed his 
hair away from his eyes and let the back of her fingers caress down his face.

	"What's going on Teresa, I thought you were my friend?" His words bit like 
wounds.

	"I am your friend Roger." Teresa tried to smile. "The girls just want to 
have a little fun with you, that's all. No ones going to hurt you."

	"Tell that to my head - it's still pounding. Who hit me?"

	"No one hit you. You just bumped your head when we got you out of the 
car." Lifting the rag she could see a bump and a bruise forming around it. "It 
was just an accident."

	"So, you've had your fun - now your going to let me go now, right?"

	"Not exactly." Apprehension spread across her face. "We're going to keep 
you till tomorrow, then we'll let you go." A cough came from behind them and the 
both turned to see the rest of the girls walk in.

	"Plans changed." Angie beamed at them. "We're going to keep him all week."

	"What?1?!" They both said in unison.

	"But, that wasn't the plan!" Teresa paled. "You said we'd let him go 
tomorrow."

	"We've decided that we all get a day with him to do as we like; tonight 
we'll share him." Jenny eyes gleamed with delight.

	"But, we can't."

	"Why not Teresa?" Melissa said as she towered over her. "Want him all to 
yourself?"

	"No, that's not it." Teresa stammered as all the girls stared at her "It's 
just not right."

	"And this was." Angie piped in, waving to the young man tied to the bed. 
"Come on we voted, so just agree and we'll get on with it."

	"Oh, all right." Teresa caved.

	"Teresa!" Roger yelled in shock.

	"That's enough out of you." Angie smiled as she retrieved the scissors 
from the cabinet. Sliding the cold metal down in her jeans she made a little 
snip, then on the other side she sniped again. With a little jiggle she pulled 
out a pair of red silk panties and balled them up in her hand. "Open wide big 
boy." Roger clamped his mouth shut tight and shook his head. "Don't make us play 
rough." Angie placed her other hand on his thigh and rubbed it softly, nudging 
his balls slightly. Roger remembered the pain from before and didn't want to 
repeat it, so he opened his mouth. Angie slid the panties into his mouth and 
tied a scarf around it so it couldn't be pushed out. Rubbing his head and 
scratching softy behind his ear she leaned down and whispered, "That's a good 
pet." Roger's eyes pierced her, his rage flaring through him. Taking another 
scarf she blindfolded him.

	"So what do we do with him?" Ginger said as she pulled out her camera, and 
started to click away. "Oh, do it for me baby! Shake it! Lovely, just lovely!" 
Ginger jiggled and pranced around, like one of the silly fashion photographers 
they had see on TV. All the girls giggled, and Roger struggled as he saw the 
flashes from the bottom of his blindfold; he couldn't let anyone see him like 
this!

	"I say we let off some of the tension he seems to have built up." Heather 
said as she took hold of his dick and started stroking it. "I like the way he 
feels." Licking her palm she gripped his rod again and started pumping it 
faster. The rest watched mesmerized, as he started to tremble and work it in her 
grip. With a moan into his gag, Roger started to spurt. Angie reached over and 
took hold of his sac and squeezed. His ejaculation wasn't pleasant, with Angie 
squeezing every last drop from him. All he could do was groan - humiliated as 
they emptied him.

	"That was so wild! Can we do it again." Teresa said as she made circles in 
the semen that covered his stomach and chest. All the other girls tried to hide 
the little grins they wore: Teresa was so naive.

	"We'll have to give him some time to get his little man back up."  Melissa 
said as she rubbed her finger over the head of his penis. He was starting to go 
flaccid, but it stopped with Melissa's touch. Roger could feel the erection 
coming back, he tried hard to think of anything else, but it was no use. It only 
took a few minutes for him to get back to full throbbing strength, as he felt 
something wet, soft, and warm climb up his shaft. Melissa's tongue wrapped 
around his cock, and she could taste the seed of his manhood coating it. Pulling 
away, her tongue hungrily claimed every drop from her lips, as she smile.

	"Eww, how can you do that . with all that stuff all over it." Teresa 
looked ready to hurl. "Isn't that nasty?"

	"I like it." Melissa leaned on the bed and scooped some of the cum from 
his chest. "Taste for yourself." All the girls started to clamor for her to do 
it. She had no choice - she took the chocolate finger, covered in Roger's seed, 
into her mouth: Her tongue ran up and down her finger, and its salty taste made 
her mouth water. It was so sensual, and Teresa sucked the finger dry. Melissa 
laughed and mouthed slut as Teresa's eyes met hers. They both knew she liked it.

	"The rest of you scared?" Teresa barked as they stared at her in a mix 
between awe and revulsion. She was tired of them all staring at her. The rest 
came forward and took their taste of the still warm semen. Roger felt like he 
wasn't even there, all they wanted was his body. So many times he had dreamed of 
women wanting him for that, but this was no fantasy. It was like he wasn't even 
human.

	"He hasn't tried any yet." Angie's eyes gleamed with an evil light. "I 
think Roger should at least know what we're talking about."

	"Yea! That could be fun, they say guys always want the girls to swallow; 
Now it's his turn." Jenny agreed. Crawling up between his legs Jenny started 
taking off Roger's gag. The scarf was easy, but he locked his teeth on the 
panties and wouldn't let them go. "I can't get it out of his mouth." Jenny 
pouted.

	"Well, we told him what would happen if he didn't obey." Angie grinned. 
She offered her suggestion for how she would change his attitude. Jenny reached 
down and pulled his balls tight to the bottom of his sac. Now, Roger had another 
reason for clamping down on the panties - pain. Jenny slowly lowered her knee on 
top of them and pressed down. The pain just kept growing as Jenny put more and 
more of her wait on them. Roger started to thrash his head back and forth trying 
to cope with the white hot agony. Opening his mouth Jenny grabbed the panties 
out, but he jammed his mouth closed as they escaped. 

	"Naughty boy, keep the mouth open." Jenny taunted, as she put even more 
weight on his aching nuts. They felt like they were going to explode. Roger held 
out till the gagging was to much for him, he was close to puking. He opened his 
mouth and waited for the inevitable. Jenny scooped up some cum onto her fingers 
and placed them in his mouth. He immediately started to gag, he had nothing left 
to come out though: his dinner was already splayed across his front lawn. Jenny 
pulled her fingers out and took some of the weight of his balls. The gagging 
subsided, but Jenny said, "We're not done yet - you were suppose to swallow." 
Scooping up some more she placed her forefinger and middle finger into his mouth 
and started fucking it with her fingers. Roger started to bite down but Jenny 
quickly leaned down again, and said swallow. Tears formed in his eyes as he 
swallowed his own seed; This has to be a nightmare he thought to himself, as he 
cried under the blindfold. At least no one could see him cry.

	"Well that was it. How did it taste, Honey?" Angie laughed at him as she 
said it. Roger uttered bitch under his breath but all heard. Teresa could hear 
the tears in his voice and she was sure the rest could too, but none of the 
others seemed to care or acknowledge it.

	"Now, for the punishment." Jenny said as she rammed her knee into his 
flaccid groin. Roger groaned and bit his lip till it bleed; all the muscles in 
his body flexed, as his reflexes tried hard to curl him into a fetal position. 
"Let's go get another drink while we give our boy some time to rest." Jenny 
headed to the door and waved all the girls out. "Come on Teresa, lets go."

	"I'll be there in a second." Jenny just shrugged and rolled her eyes, as 
Teresa watched her leave. "I'm sorry Roger. I didn't know they were going to do 
this."

	"Then let me go!" Roger hissed through his grinding teeth.

	"I can't. They kick me out the group if I do. Melissa might even hit me, 
if I did."

	"I hate you, and all those other bitches. Just leave me alone." Turning 
his head away he tried hard to deal with all the feelings rushing through him, 
and the pain throbbing through his groin.

	"But, Roger ." Teresa was cut off, as Roger yelled now at her. Slinking 
from the room Teresa felt lower then low - now she did need a drink. It took 
awhile but finally Roger cried himself to sleep: afraid of what they might do 
next.

	"Click on that." Melissa said as she pointed to a spot on the monitor. 
"Yea, the one that says ball torture." Heather had popped up with the idea to 
search the net for anything they could try on the helpless victim. A slue of 
ideas came over the screen, and they started printing the best ones. They would 
give Roger an hour to sleep, then the fun would start again; Anyway, it would 
take at least that long to gather all the toys they were going to need. Jenny 
sent all the girls off in search of the items they would need, as she stayed 
behind to talk with Teresa.

	"What's wrong, Sweety?" Jenny lifted Teresa's chin and could see tears in 
her pretty oval eyes.

	"He said he hated me - he hated us all." Teresa started to cry. "We hurt 
him. You said we wouldn't do that."

	"Oh, come on Teresa. It's not that bad." Picking up a handkerchief she 
wiped Teresa's tears away. "He's just mad and not thinking what he's saying. 
Guys dream of this sort of thing. He just won't admit it right now." Smiling 
Jenny hugged the other girl. "When this is all over he'll be thanking us. Don't 
worry. Now go help the others." Teresa wiped away the last of her tears and 
nodded. Jenny had to think: if she wasn't careful Teresa could ruin all their 
fun. It was time to talk with Roger. With purpose in her eyes, she strode down 
the stairs to her parents' room, to confront their captive.

	Roger woke with a yell of pain, as an iron grip latched onto his dick. A 
solid pull up made Roger arch his back, trying to take some of the pressure off 
of his member. Jenny flexed her grip and she could feel the blood begging to 
flow into the limp meat in her hand.

	"We need to talk." Jenny said in a voice so calm that it scared him. "You 
see, I need you to not tell Teresa the things you did. She's fragile and can't 
take the strain, so your going to keep your opinions to yourself: got it?" 
Pulling up a little harder and adding an mean edge to her voice she asked again. 
"Got it?" Roger quickly nodded. Jenny let go and watched his muscles release as 
he collapsed back to the bed. 

	"Now, remember - if I hear a word out of you about how you hate us or 
don't want to be here, I'm going to strap that gag into your mouth for the whole 
week. Understand?" Roger meekly said yes. He couldn't help but shift his body as 
his penis was a fire with little white pricks of pain, it was like it had fallen 
asleep, as it surged erect. "What's wrong?"

	"My dick feels like it fell asleep." Roger said as he wiggled.

	"Oh . cool." Her eyes twinkled with delight. "I'll have to remember that." 
Looking at his pulsing cock she couldn't help but get wet. Peeking back at the 
door she noticed she had closed and locked it, so no one would hear their little 
conversation. But, it also gave her an opportunity to relieve her own needs. 
"Don't worry Roger, it's not all going to be bad." She said as she started to 
strip off her clothes. After removing each item, she held it over him just 
letting the tip of them tickle across his skin. She could see goose bumps rising 
across his flesh. "Now here's a little prize for you." Roger could feel her 
knees touching his shoulders as she squatted over his face. He felt the soft 
flesh of her cunt touch his lips, as her hand and mouth enveloped his cock. 
Pulling her mouth away she told him to lick it, as his tongue started to play 
across her lips she returned to his pulsing member. Roger felt the soft touch of 
her pubic hair against his chin, as his tongue and lips sucked and licked at her 
lips and the hard nub of her clit. He could taste her sweet nectar, as she 
started to grind her pussy into his mouth. It was kind of hard to breath, but 
instinct took over, and he ravished her soft flesh with his probing tongue. 
Jenny's hands slid to his soft balls and started to message them, and as she did 
his flicking tongue gained speed. Lightly she bit down on his dick as she let it 
flow in and out of her mouth, to the rhythm of their thrashing bodies. Like a 
snake working it's prey, her tongue wrestled with cock, keeping total control; 
playing it over his head she could taste his fluid starting to run, and she 
slurped at it hungrily. Her long blond hair tickling his thighs as she rocked. 
Roger let his teeth play lightly across her clit and bit softly at her soft 
lips, he could feel the muscles in her legs tighten as an orgasm started to hit 
her. Liquid started to flow from her and Roger sucked it down without 
hesitation, as it coated his face. Jenny legs clamped hard against Roger's head 
as her body danced to the rhythm of her orgasm. Roger could barely breath as she 
clamped down, all he could do was work his tongue trying to help her body finish 
what he had started. Finally, her body stopped and she slid off of him, so close 
to cuming but left high and dry. It was maddening, he had never felt so aroused 
and so unable to do anything about it. Jenny slid the blindfold from his eyes, 
and he marveled at her beauty. Her pert little breasts, were crowned with hard 
little nipples. She had her blond patch cropped short and her legs were so long 
and sexy. Her sexy little ass jiggled as she crawled down between his legs. 
Jenny leaned back on her elbows and faced Roger, his eyes hungry for her flesh. 
She smiled to herself - this was going to be fun she couldn't help but think. 
Roger could just see her leaning up past his erection. Pulling a pillow from 
beside the bed she propped up his head so he could see her. Again she leaned 
back on her elbows and looked at him. Too bad his was all their slave - she 
would of loved to have him all to herself. He was much more handsome without his 
glasses. Letting her foot gently glide up and down his thigh, she watched as he 
rolled his eyes and moaned for release. Resting the ball of her foot on his cock 
and her heal on his balls she started to play with him. "Now see that wasn't so 
bad was it?" Roger shook his head as he prayed she would get him off. The 
frustration was killing him, but every time he started to get near she would 
grind her foot into his nuts. "You like what you see?" Again, all Roger could do 
was nod and grunt yes: it was like his brain was gone all he could think of was 
sex. His young hormones were flaring into overdrive. "Well on Monday your mine, 
and I just might let you stick your little guy in my hole." Licking her finger 
she played it across her engorged clit, as her toes griped his rod and stroked 
it. "But, for now I have to get back to our little scavenger hunt. Rest up, your 
going to need it." With that she got up and dressed. She let him watch as she 
slowly and deliberately put on each item, then she pulled down the blindfold and 
left. Roger let out a howl of despair as she left him craving, wanting, and on 
the edge.

(c) 2002 copyright by SJTJ (aka Naive)
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