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Hitchhiker's Guide to Sexual Slavery

By

Norm DePloom

 

athy 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.

 

Once in the cabin, the rubber cock hanging precariously from her cunt lips, Frank untied her wrists, he then strapped leather cuffs onto each of her wrists and locked them on with small padlocks.  He hooked the cuffs together, then lifted her arms and hooked her wrists over a large metal hook set on a post in the middle of the room. 

 

Then Frank strapped a leather cuff onto each of her ankles, and one around her neck, these he also secured with padlocks.  Frank paused to massage her tits, and tweak her nipples before cramming the rubber cock back inside her and then going about his business getting the cabin ready.

 

Cathy kept her cunt muscles clamped on the rubber cock stuffed in her pussy, but it again slowly slid out of her.  Just when she thought it was going to fall to the floor Frank would come by and slam it up to the hilt inside her once more.  This kept up for what seemed like hours to Cathy. 

 

As time went by she learned to 'ripple' her cunt muscles in such a way that it held the cock firmly inside. She also discovered that this muscle action caused the rubber cock to rub the inside of her cunt in such a way as to build her towards another grand orgasm.  Just as she was about to reach that magic state the rubber cock was pulled from her pussy.  Cathy groaned loudly.

 

"No, you don't get to come again so soon." Frank informed her as he unhooked her wrists and led her, still blindfolded, onto the cabin's deck.  Frank pushed her over so she was bent at the waist, he then pulled her right arm out and attached the leather cuff to a metal hook set into the railing.  He stretched her left arm out and attached the cuff on her left wrist to another metal hook.  Frank pushed her legs further apart, pulled up a chair and, after setting down, began to work lubricant into her ass.

 

"As you can probably guess,-“ He said as he worked a finger loaded with lubricant deeply into her puckered virgin rear end.  “-its time for your first ass fuck.  As far as I'm concerned there's nothing better than fucking a tight virgin teenage asshole."  As he worked a second lubricated finger into her ass, he leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

 

"You’re going to hurt like hell when I cram my cock into your ass, but I want you to know, I don't give a shit if it does.   I'm going to love every second of it, and after you've been fucked up the ass a couple a hundred times you may learn to like it." Fear surged through Cathy, the thought of what was to come filled her with terror.  The fingers already invading her rear entry were causing enough pain.

 

"No, please,-" she said softly, "-you'll rip me apart. I won't be able to stand it."  Tears began to stream down her cheeks.  "I'll do anything else you want.  Please don't do this."  Frank laughed.

 

"Of course you will do anything else I want.  You will also do this."  Frank leaned closer to her ear and spoke in a whisper.  "I'm going to hurt you bitch.  I'm using lubricant to make it pleasurable for me not for you.  I'm going to rape your asshole hard and rough.  It's going to hurt you like nothing you have ever felt before."

 

After applying some of the lubricant to his cock, Frank picked Cathy up by her thighs.  She slipped forward over the railing until her arms were stretched tight.  Placing the head of his hard cock against Cathy's tight puckered virgin asshole, Frank forced the entire nine inches of his thick hard cock into her in one swift stroke. 

 

He reached up and pulled the blindfold off her eyes just as his large hard cock hit bottom in her virgin asshole.  Cathy screamed.  She did not scream because of the pain.  The cock raping her ass was forgotten. Cathy screamed and screamed again because she found herself staring into empty space as she dangled over the railing looking at the bottom of the gorge two hundred feet below.  Frank pulled eight of his nine inches out of her ass, then slammed them back in.  Cathy screamed again.

 

This time it was, at least partially, from the pain of having her ass raped by a nine-inch rock hard cock.  It was also partially because every time Frank slammed his hard cock into her ass Cathy was pushed forward over the railing, giving her the feeling that she was going to plummet head first onto the rocks below.  Cathy already had a phobia about heights, and this definitely was not going to help.

 

"Oh yes, I do love fucking tight virgin assholes.  Just think, twenty of us are going to be doing this to you tomorrow, aren't you the lucky little bitch?" As he continued to slam his cock into her ass, Frank reached under her and began pulling and massaging her clitoris. 

 

He stroked up and down its shaft like it was a miniature cock.  The terror and pain mixed with the stimulation from her clitoris and forced Cathy closer and closer to another mind shattering orgasm.  Her ass felt like it was being ripped apart with every stroke of the invading cock.  Fire started spreading from her clitoris taking over and transforming her other feelings and melding it all into a sexual excitement that warped her mind and forever connected pain, terror and pleasure as one in her psyche.  Cathy screamed again, even louder than last time, but this time is was a scream of pure animal ecstasy as the first wave of orgasmic pleasure flooded her body.

 

Cathy started humping herself back onto Frank's cock. She pulled on the leather cuffs holding her wrists to get better leverage, not caring if it put her in mortal danger.  Her only thought was to impale herself totally on the hard cock ramming into her rear hole.  Frank pinched and stroked her clitoris with brutal force, causing Cathy to scream again.

 

"OH GOD! CRAM THAT COCK INTO ME.  RIP ME APART.  MAKE MY ASSHOLE BLEED. RAPE ME. FUCK ME HARD..." She went into a mindless rant of obscenity urging harder and more brutal fucking of her tender virgin asshole.  Frank gladly granted Cathy's desire and slammed his nine inches of hard cock into her butt hole so hard the railing shook with every thrust.  Cathy's rant had turned into gibberish.  Cathy was in some sort of 'orgasmic delirium' where nothing existed except her ass being reamed by a large cock, and her clitoris being pulled and stroked with brutal force.

 

Finally Frank slammed his cock into her ass, and held it there while he pulled on her clitoris harder than ever, and shot spasm after spasm of his hot cum into her ravished rear entry.  Cathy screamed again, she felt like Frank was trying to rip her clitoris off her body, the pain and pleasure swept through every fiber of her being, she screamed again, then passed out. Frank held her while he pumped a few more times, then pulled his slimy cock from her asshole, and let her inert body fall to the floor of the deck.  He left her leaning against the railing, her wrists still tied, as he went into the cabin to clean himself.

 

Frank checked to see if the water heater had done its job, then got a washcloth wet with warm water to wash his cock and balls.  As he washed himself, Frank reflected on what an amazing peace of luck this bitch was.  Most of the women he had trained as slaves took months before they began to get even a little pleasure from the pain and humiliation he put them through.  Then here was this young fourteen-year-old cunt coming so hard she passed out every time he raped her.  It seemed the more brutal he was, the harder she came.  We'll see how well she survives this month, he thought.

 

Cathy was just barely aware that Frank had pulled his cock out of her abused asshole, and that she was on her knees, still tied to the railing.  Cathy slowly regained full consciousness.  She looked over her shoulder trying to see if there was blood coming from her ravished rear entry.  Every muscle in her body was trembling from the abuse she had just received.

 

Cathy laid her cheek on the railing and began to cry quietly.  She could not understand her reactions.  I must be really perverted, she thought, I'm being raped and I'm coming so hard I pass out.  The warm sun on her bare skin felt good as she knelt on the deck with her body leaning against the railing.  When she sifted her weight, her nipples rubbed against the rough redwood rails, and began to harden.  No, she thought, I'm not going to get myself excited again.  But moments later she found an excuse to move again, rubbing her nipples against the railing.  Her nipples hardened more.

 

Cathy pulled herself up until she was standing, leaning over with her arms outstretched and her wrists still tied to the railing, Cathy was careful not to look down.  As she gazed across the canyon she saw the granite boulders, how pretty, she thought, this really is a beautiful view.  Her breasts were hanging over the outside of the railing, and the cool breeze kept her nipples hard.

 

Cathy spread her legs both to ease the tightness in her lower back from being bent over so long, and because the cool air felt good on her inner thighs and cunt.  Cathy moved her but from side to side, stretching her back and leg muscles, trying to relieve the cramping.  Frank watched form inside the cabin.  Watching from the rear, he got an excellent view of her cunt and asshole as she spread her legs and wiggled her but.  His cock responded and started swelling again.

 

Frank put one of his favorite songs on the stereo, the voice of a woman singing "When I'm all alone I'll be thinking of you, and the way you are tonight..." filled the area around the cabin.  Cathy looked over her shoulder when she heard the music, and saw Frank standing at the window behind her.  She realized the view he had of her bare cunt and blushed, thinking of the way she had been swinging her but around.  Frank walked out onto the deck and set a large wooden paddle on the railing beside Cathy's left hand.  Cathy gulped several times then spoke softly.

 

"Please, don't hurt me any more.  I can't take any more."

 

"Oh you'll take plenty more.  You'll take it from me and from all the others.  That's what you are here for."  Frank knelt down and pulled her left leg further over and hooked the leather cuff to a metal hook on the floor of the deck.  He moved to her right side and pulled her right leg spreading her legs further apart.  He secured the leather cuff to another metal hook, then he stood up and retrieved the paddle.  Frank started gently rubbing his right hand over her hips and thighs.  As he worked he continued to talk.

 

"You may not believe me now, but after you've been a slave for a few years you won't be able to cum without the pain.   When you were cuming in the car after I raped you on the rock, what were you thinking of?"  Cathy hesitated before answering, she spoke in a low barely audible voice.

 

"I was thinking about what you said.  About being 'on display' and the men 'inspecting' me."

 

"The idea of being on display and of men inspecting you really turns you on doesn't it?"

 

"Yes" Cathy sobbed, as tears started flowing down her cheeks again.

 

"Tell me your fantasy." Cathy's body was wracked my sobs. Then she began to speak softly.

 

"I pretended I was tied to the rock again, and an endless line of men were waiting to 'inspect' me.  They would pull my cunt open, they would push their fingers into my pussy.  They would rub their hands over my legs.  Then they would feel my stomach and breasts.  They would pinch my nipples until they hurt."

 

"Is that all you imagined?"

 

"No, after awhile it changed.  They started fucking me instead of just touching me."

 

"Tell me what got you the hottest?"

 

"I didn't really pretend that they were fucking me, I pretended that one man had just cum, and that he was being replaced by an new man.  My entire fantasy came down to one man 'finishing his business' and 'getting off' me and the next man 'getting on' me and forcing his cock into me."

 

"I have just the thing for you to think about while I spank you.  You have seen those mechanical horses outside grocery stores.  The ones where mothers put a quarter in and their kid gets to ride the horse for two or three minutes? Sometime when you are near the end of your slave training I am going to take you to a slave convention.  There you are going to be a 'sex ride'.  Men will put quarters in a box and be allowed to 'ride' you for three minutes.  If they don't cum then they have to put another quarter in the box.  When each man is done, there will be another waiting with his had full of quarters for his turn to 'ride' you."

 

Cathy moaned out loud.  Yes, she thought, that is the perfect fantasy.  She started picturing herself tied to a little platform like those horse rides.  Her arms tied her legs spread and tied with her cunt open for all to see. She imagined the line of men.  One man 'finishing' his ride and getting off, leaving her fucked cunt open and wet with his cum, and the next man putting his quarter into the little box.  She could hear the coin fall into the coin box as the man climbed onto her and pushed his cock into her cunt for his ride.

 

Frank's soft caressing hand was taken away, and without any warning the paddle smashed down on her ass cheeks.  The paddle struck across both of her ass cheeks and on her exposed cunt.  Cathy screamed and jerked forward.  If she had not been restrained she would have thrown herself over the railing and would have fallen to her death.

 

After the first strike Frank waited for the pain to 'sink in' for Cathy to feel it fully throughout her entire body.  Cathy's scream finally stopped, followed by shallow panting.  She squeezed her eyes shut and tears streamed down her cheeks.  Just as her breathing was returning to normal the paddle landed again.  The second time it was lower, but overlapping the first.  Cathy screamed again.  She jerked forward on her restraints again, but the scream was not as loud or as long as the first had been, and the jerk was not as violent, and she recovered her breathe a little faster.

 

Frank ran his hand gently over her reddening butt, and slipped two fingers into her open wet cunt.  He fucked his fingers in and out of her cunt, and rubbed his thumb over her clitoris until her body relaxed and her hips started making fucking motions.  Then he removed his hand and brought the paddle down hard on her thighs.  Another scream, another jerk against the restraints, then Frank started fingering her cunt and clitoris again.

 

It seemed to Cathy that this would continue forever.  The fingers fucking her cunt and stroking her clitoris alternating with the searing pain of the wooden paddle hitting her butt cheeks thighs and cunt.  Again, the mixing of pleasure and pain, she found it harder and harder to differentiate the two in her mind, the pain from the paddle merging into the pleasure of the fingers fucking in and out of he cunt, the pleasure of the thumb stroking her clitoris merging with the pain of the paddle striking her tender cunt lips.  Her entire bottom was hot and red from the paddling.  Her cunt lips were engorged from both the finger fucking and the blows of the paddle.

 

Frank, with expert precision, brought her closer and closer to an orgasm each time before striking her with the paddle, further merging her perception of pain and pleasure into one.  With infinite patience he finger fucked and paddled Cathy closer and closer to another mind warping pleasure/pain orgasm.  Cathy was deep into her new fantasy, tied to the metal base, men climbing on and off her, dropping their quarters in the coin box, and riding her like a mechanical grocery store horse.

 

The 'sex ride' fantasy merged with another even darker fantasy.  She was five or six years old and she had been caught masturbating.  Her mother tied her hands behind her back to keep her from touching herself, and made her wait until her father got home to be punished for being 'nasty'.  Her father came into her bedroom and gently untied her hands.  He held her in his lap and stroked her hair and back.

 

What did you do, he wanted to know, that upset your mother.  Cathy did not want to tell him.  She was his 'little princess' and he would be disappointed in her. Her father's gentle urgings to tell him became more insistent.

 

Finally she admitted that she had been 'bad'.  He wanted to know how she had been bad.  She admitted that she had touched herself.  He wanted to know where she had touched herself.  She told him she had touched herself 'down there'.

 

He wanted her to show him where she had touched herself. She shyly reached down and touched herself with one finger on top of her white panties just above where her slit started.  Her father told her to take off her panties.  He said she could not wear white panties any more. Only good girls can wear white panties.  Nasty girls have to go naked 'down there'.  She sobbed heartbroken tears as she pulled off her white panties.

 

He wanted her to show him again, without the panties, where she had touched herself.  She touched herself just above where her hairless slit started.  He demanded that she show him the exact place she had touched herself.  She put her finger on top of her hairless slit, suddenly her slit opened and pulled her finger inside, it turned all hairy and wet and slimy.  Her father looked at her in disgust, and suddenly he had a paddle, and he hit her with it.

 

She cried, then he held her gently on his lap again and wanted her to show him where she had touched herself.  This repeated endlessly.  Every time the five-year-old Cathy would put a finger on her small hairless slit to show her father where she had touched herself, her finger would get sucked into what had become a hairy, slimy just fucked adult cunt.  Then her father would become enraged and hit her with the paddle.

 

Both of these fantasies whirled around in her head together.  She alternated between the endless line of men waiting their turn on the 'sex ride', and her enraged father paddling her for having touched her cunt.

 

The mental confusion was increased when she realized that her parents had shown up in the 'sex ride' fantasy.  Her mother was now proudly watching her, as her father got closer and closer in the line.  As her father got closer to his turn to ride her, she noticed that her mother had lifted her skirt and had her hand down the front of her white panties, her finger buried in her cunt.

 

Another man paid his money and climbed onto her for his ride, and her father was second in line.  Her mother pulled her panties down so she could finger herself better.  Cathy watched as her mother ripped open her blouse and began to squeeze her nipples with the other hand.  Another man paid his money and climbed onto her for his ride.

 

Her father was next in line.  As the man 'rode' her Cathy watched her mother finger fucking herself.  She looked at her father and saw him with his cock sticking out of his pants as he stroked it.  'This is what happens to naughty little girls who play with themselves.'  Cathy's father said as the man climbed off her.

 

Cathy watched as her father dropped his money into the coin box.  Cathy heard her mother say, 'now you give him a good ride honey, or we'll have to punish you'.  She watched as her father knelt down between her tied legs and leaned forward.  Just as his cock was about to enter her cunt, Cathy came harder than she ever had her body spasmed and jerked against her restraints as she sank into oblivion.

 

This last time, Frank had fingered her right to the start of her orgasm, then pulled his fingers out and hit her ass hard with the paddle.  Her body convulsed and jerked as wave after wave of orgasm swept through her.  Frank sat down and watched until finally she collapsed and hung from her arms.

 

Her head hung back and to the side, and gibberish came form her mouth.  Frank listened and heard something about 'no not daddy'.  After five or six minutes she lifted her head and looked around.  Frank undid her restraints and pulled her over to the chair he was sitting in.  Frank sat down and propped her up on her knees between his legs, his massive hard cock inches from her face.  Her eyes still wondered around the deck until the finally focused on his cock.

 

"It's time." Frank announced, "Time to suck my cock like the nasty little whore you are."  Cathy looked at his cock with glazed eyes.  Frank placed a hand on each side of her head and pulled her mouth down onto his hard cock.  Her lips parted and his cock slipped past her slack jaw into her warm wet mouth.  Some basic primitive part of her brain took over and she began to suck and lick the cock as it was shoved into her mouth. 

 

"That's a good little slut, suck that cock."  Cathy slid her right hand up his thigh and placed it on the base of his cock.  Cathy griped his cock and began pumping up and down on its base.  Frank reached down with both hands and began to gently twist and pull on her nipples.

 

Cathy had never really come out of her 'sex ride' fantasy and now, as she sucked on Frank's massive hard cock, she slipped back into it.  Only this time she was tied to the metal platform, outside a grocery store, kneeling.  She was to be a cock-sucking machine.  Her legs were tied spread far apart exposing her wet dripping well-fucked cunt so the men waiting in line to use her mouth could see what a depraved whore slut she really was.

 

Suction cups were attached to her nipples sucking on them like miniature milking machines, and a piston fucked a rubber cock in and out of her ass in time with the cocks slipping in and out of her mouth.

 

Again, there was an endless line of men waiting to drop their coins in the box and fuck her mouth.  Men came down her throat, then pulled out of her mouth to make room for the next cock.  As Cathy sucked Frank's cock deeper into her throat, in her fantasy she noticed that her father was in line again, and her mother, naked, was straddling her rubbing her dripping wet pussy against Cathy's back while giving her advice on how to suck cocks better.

 

In the grip of her fantasy, Cathy took Frank's cock all the way down her throat.  The men 'came' and went, and now her father was next in line.  Her excitement built as she sucked on the cock in her mouth, knowing that she was going to be sucking on her father's cock next.  She pulled the cock all the way into her mouth, and stroked its base with her hand.

 

With her other hand she began to massage the man's balls, hoping to make him cum so she could service her father next.  Her mother, told her to 'suck it down deeper' and 'squeeze his balls' while she rubbed her cunt on her daughters back.

 

Then her mouth was flooded with thick, salty, sticky fluid and she felt Frank's cock jerking and pulsing in her mouth.  She realized that she had just received her first mouth full of cum.  After the jerking stopped, Frank carefully lifted Cathy's head off his cock and allowed her to sit back on her ankles.

 

Cathy sat naked on the deck with a slack jawed dazed expression on her face.  Slowly she began to look around.  She noticed that the sun was sinking behind the rim of the far side of the canyon.  She saw Frank sitting naked in the chair his now limp cock hanging between his legs.

 

She remembered setting off from her parent's house this morning, eager to meet her boyfriend and fuck for the second time in her life.  She ran her tongue around the inside of her mouth and tasted the residue of Frank's cum.  She remembered everything that had happened to her during the day and collapsing on the deck began to sob.

 

Frank watched her for a few minutes, then leaned over and attached a leash to her leather collar.  He gave the leash a pull, then when she did not respond, her bent over and pulled her to her feet by a handful of her hair.  Still holding by the handful of hair Frank slapped her twice across the face, once on each cheek.

 

"Come on bitch, straighten up, you've got a lot of fucking to do, and I can't have you falling on your face and crying every time you get mouth fucked."  Frank pulled her into the cabin by her hair and shoved her toward the kitchen.

 

"Fix two ham and cheese sandwiches and bring them both to me along with a beer."  He ordered, then sat down where he could watch the naked fourteen-year-old working in the kitchen.

 

Cathy frantically stuffed two pieces of ham in her mouth when she thought Frank could not see her.  She had not eaten since this morning, and was famished.  She made the sandwiches, and carried them, on a plate, and a beer in to where Frank sat watching her.  Frank took the plate and the beer and sat them on the table beside him.

 

"Kneel in front of me."  Cathy did as she was told and knelt in front of Frank. "Its time to review some rules.  First you will always address me, and every other male, as 'Master'.  Do you understand?"

 

"Yes" Frank slapped her so hard he knocked her down.

 

"Get back on your knees." Frank ordered, Cathy scrambled back onto her knees in front of him.  "You're obviously stupid, as well as being a whore slut. I said 'You will always address me, and every other male, as 'Master'.'  Do you understand?"  Cathy began to panic if she said yes again she would get hurt, but if she didn't say anything she was sure she would get hurt even worse.  Maybe I don't understand, she thought, maybe I am just a stupid whore slut.

 

"Since you're only a stupid whore slut, and not smart enough to keep from getting kidnapped, raped and turned into a sex slave, I will help you out."  Frank paused for a moment. "The correct answer would have been 'Yes Master'.  Do you understand?"

 

"Yes Master." Cathy replied quietly.

 

"I want you to say 'Yes Master, this stupid whore slut sex slave understands'."

 

"Yes Master, this stupid whore slut sex slave understands." Cathy said with a sob.

 

"Hey, don't blame me, you're the slut that wanted to get fucked by her boyfriend so bad that she got into a rapist's car for a ride."  Cathy hung her head, yes, she thought, he's right. Frank continued, "Second rule, you will not speak unless given permission or asked a question.  Do you understand?"

 

"Yes Master, this stupid whore slut sex slave understands." Cathy said.

 

"You will keep your eyes down at all times, you will never look higher than the Master's cock, and you will look at his cock at all times unless told to look elsewhere."  Cathy lifted her head to fix her gaze on Frank's cock.  Frank smiled at her obedience.

 

"Your only reason for existence is to make the Master's cock hard, then receive his cum where ever and when ever he decides to deposit it.  Now, I should flog you for stealing food when you fixed my sandwiches." Cathy sucked in air, she thought it had been out of sight. "And I will, but first I will give you a chance to earn some food.  You will put on a sex show for me.  Lay here and masturbate while I eat.  If you put on a good show, I will let you eat a few bites before I give you another ass fucking.  If I'm not satisfied with your show I will whip you for stealing food then fuck you up the ass."  Frank picked up the can of beer and gave it a shake, then opened it letting it spray over Cathy's nude body.  He picked up one of the sandwiches and took a bite. "Well, slave, you better get busy."

 

Cathy sat on her knees with a mist of beer across her breasts. That gave her an idea, she used her hand to wipe the beer off, then licked her hand.  He wants to see me masturbate Cathy thought.  She leaned back and put her left hand on the floor behind her left foot.  Taking the weight on this hand, she arched her back and spread her thighs as far apart as she could.  Opening up her cunt for Frank's viewing.  She reached down with her right hand and began to rub small circles around her clitoris.

 

Like most females, Cathy was used to masturbating by rubbing the area of her clitoris with her flat open hand, not by fucking herself with anything.  This is what Cathy was doing, and it was working, she was getting turned on, but then she noticed that Frank was not getting turned on.  His cock was hanging limply between his legs as he slowly ate his sandwich.  She guessed right that if his cock didn't get hard before he finished eating she was not going to get anything more to eat, and she would get a more severe whipping for stealing the food.

 

Cathy knew she was going to have to do something fast.  She lay down, and lifted her legs up as high and as far apart as she could.  Using both hands she pulled her cunt lips apart, then started fucking her self with two fingers.  She continued to watch Frank's cock to see if he was getting excited.  She saw it begin to twitch and grow.  Cathy racked her brain for any slutty thing she could think of to do.

 

Holding her cunt open with her left hand, she pulled the fingers of her right hand out of her cunt and brought them to her mouth where she sucked them clean, then pushed them back into her gapping cunt.  It was working, his cock was about half hard.  Cathy racked her brain, what more could she do?  How could she get his cock hard?  Then she got an idea, she lifted her legs even higher, and spread them even further apart, then she started finger fucking her ass hole at the same time she finger fucked her cunt.

 

As she fucked two fingers in and out of her wet open cunt with her right hand, she moved her thumb back and forth over her clitoris.  With her left hand she fucked one finger in and out of her asshole.  It was working.  His cock was getting bigger.

 

To her own surprise, she found herself getting hot.  The fuck juice was flowing out of her cunt and lubricating the finger that was fucking her asshole.  She was starting to pant and moan.  She started moving her hips up and down in time with her own finger fucking.

 

"Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me..." she began to chant.  Cathy was amazed to discover that being watched while she masturbated was turning her on even more.   She slipped a second finger into her ass and a third finger into her cunt.  "FUCK ME" She yelled.  Cathy was getting close to another orgasm.

 

"Stop" Frank ordered softly.  Cathy did not hear him at first.  He leaned over and slapped her across the face.  "I said stop.  You stupid cunt, can't you ever do anything right?" Cathy slowly got to her knees, she kept her eyes on his cock and said nothing.  Frank spoke more calmly, "you did manage to get me hard again, so I will let you eat this last half sandwich."

 

Frank hooked her wrist cuffs together behind her back and put the plate, with the half sandwich on the floor in front of her.  "You can eat now." Cathy bent over from the waist, struggling not to loose her balance and fall face first into the sandwich, and began to pick up pieces of the bread and ham with her mouth.

 

After she ate the rest of the sandwich, Frank pushed her head and chest down onto the hard wood floor of the cabin.  With her butt high in the air, he pushed her legs further apart, then, positioning himself behind her, Frank put the head of his cock on the crinkled opening of Cathy's ass and took hold of her hands, which were still hooked together behind her back.

 

Holding onto her hands for additional leverage, Frank bent over slightly and began to push his hard cock into her tender young asshole.  Again, Cathy felt like she was going to be ripped apart by the huge hard cock that was forcing its way into her rear entry.  She squeezed her eyes shut, and tears steamed from them onto the floor.  Frank continued to push without letting up until his entire nine inches of hard cock was buried in her young ass.  Frank leaned back so he could look down and see her ass hole stretched tight around his massive cock. 

 

"I love the way an asshole stretches when I shove my cock into it."  Frank said as he reached down and gently ran his finger over her trembling sphincter muscle, stretched almost to the point of ripping.  Cathy let her breath out and, gulping air into her lungs, panted as she relaxed the muscles around her ass.  She could feel Frank running his finger over her tightly stretched opening.  She moaned in pain.

 

"Yes, I know it hurts.  It will hurt every time for a while, but the only way to stop it from hurting is to keep doing it until you get used to it." Frank leaned over and wrapped his arms around her waist.

 

"Are you ready?" he asked, "I'm going to fuck your ass long and hard."  Much to his surprise she answered through gritted teeth.

 

"Yes Master, this stupid whore slut sex slave is ready to be ass fucked."

 

"Good slave." Frank said.  Cathy smiled weakly in response as Frank began fucking in and out of her asshole.  The cock pounding got faster and harder and Cathy's breath came in ragged gasps as he pistoned in and out of her.

 

This time Frank made no effort to stimulate her nipples, or her clitoris, he just held her down and fucked his rock hard cock into her ass harder and harder.  Cathy whimpered as each thrust of his huge cock slammed her breasts and nipples against the wood floor.  It felt like the giant hard cock would rip her apart.

 

Frank picked her up and, with one arm around her waist and the other holding onto the wrist cuffs that held her hands behind her back, began to slam her up and down as he drove his hard cock it in and out of her tender abused ass.  Frank fucked relentlessly into the tight young asshole.  Her whole body shook and trembled with each slam of his ridged cock.  Her head hung slightly to one side bouncing up and down with each slam of his cock into her.  Her mouth hung open and drool collected on the floor beneath her.

 

Cathy lost track of time, her whole life, her whole universe seemed to be one long painful ass fuck.  Finally, after having her ass slammed my Frank's huge hard cock for what seemed like hours, he slammed his cock in one last time even deeper than before, then held it there while it jerked and spewed his load of hot cum into her bowels.  After cuming, Frank collapsed on top of Cathy knocking the breath out of her and pinning her to the floor his hard cock still twitching inside her abused ass.

 

Without removing his cock from Cathy’s sore asshole, Frank picked her up and put her back into the kneeling position she started in.  He forced Cathy’s head and breasts down onto the floor leaving her ass sticking up in the air.

 

"Don't move" he told her, then he reached for the instant camera on the nearby counter.  Frank pulled his softening cock from Cathy, and began snapping pictures of her ass hole, which was gaping open from the relentless fucking it had just received.

 

Frank got a good shot of cum drooling out of her open ass hole and running down her thigh.  Frank sat in the chair and pulled Cathy up to the kneeling position in front of him.

 

"Clean me." He ordered.  Cathy, her hands still bound behind her back leaned over and began to lick the slime from Frank's cock.  When Cathy thought about where this cock had just been, her stomach threatened to return her dinner.

 

"If you throw up on me you'll lick it right back up, then you'll get a beating."  Cathy held her stomach in check as she licked the rest of his cock and his balls clean of slime.  To her amazement Frank's cock started getting hard again as she licked it.

 

When Frank was satisfied with the cleanliness of his cock he pushed her away and allowed her to sit back on her ankles.  He looked at her for a few minutes, she's going to make one hell of a good slave, he thought.  He noticed that she was doing as he had instructed and was fixing her eyes only on his cock.  Frank picked up the pictures he had taken and reviewed them.  He picked the close up, showing her ass hole gapping open and cum running out of it and down her thigh.  He held the photograph up for Cathy to see.

 

"This is what you look like after a good hard ass fucking."  He told her.  Cathy looked at the picture with amazement.  How could I stretch that far without ripping and bleeding, she wondered.

 

"Here's what we are going to do for the rest of the evening." Frank announced, "First, I'm going to whip you for stealing food.  I think five lashes should be sufficient."  Cathy noticed his cock hardening at the thought of whipping her.

 

"After the whipping I'll fuck your cunt again."  Cathy could not believe the casual way Frank talked about what parts of her body he was going to fuck next. Frank continued "then, while I recuperate, I'll watch you ass fuck yourself with a dildo."  Oh god, Cathy thought, I'm going to have to do that to myself.

 

"Then you'll get to suck me off and get your desert.  Then finally, I'll take you to bed and fall asleep with my cock stuck up your ass after I've fucked it again.  And, if I wake up anytime during the night, I'll fuck you again before I go back to sleep.  Then, in the morning I'll have a couple of hours to fuck you before I put you on display for the 'guys' to inspect." Frank sat in thought for a moment, then he jumped up grinning.

 

"I've got a better idea."  Frank grabbed Cathy by the hair and pulled her to her feet.  He rebound her hands and hooked them over her head holding her standing against a rough wooden post.  "Instead of whipping you, I'll let you do the 'Dance of the Three Bells'."  Frank's growing enthusiasm scared Cathy.

 

Frank got his sport bag full of 'goodies' and placed it on a counter near the post Cathy was bond to.  Frank stopped what he was doing to grab the camera and take some pictures of Cathy hanging from the post.  He took long whole body shots and close ups of her tits and face.  Cathy tried to look away from the camera, but Frank would not let her.  She was forced to look directly into the lens of the camera.

 

Frank waited a few minutes for them to develop, then showed them to Cathy.  Cathy was amazed at how well she looked the part.  She looked just like a slave that had spent the day getting fucked.  Her hair was messed up, her face and lips were a little puffy where she had been slapped, and her ass was still red from the paddling she had received earlier.  Cathy was also amazed at how sexy she looked in this condition.  This is what I was meant for, she thought.

 

Frank put the camera down and started rummaging around in his bag.  He pulled out a wooden box with a hinged cover.  He set the box on the counter and opened it.  Even though Cathy did not know what she was looking at she did not like the looks of what she saw.  Frank leaned over and began to suck on her left nipple.  He sucked it, blew on it and massaged it with his hands and mouth.  He kept this up until he was satisfied with the hardness of her nipple.  Then he removed one of the items from the box.

 

Cathy realized that it was some kind of clamp.  As he brought it closer to her nipple Cathy saw the needle sharp points on the inside surface and realized that these were intended to dig into her nipple.  Frank placed the two needle studded surfaces on each side of her erect nipple and tightened the screw that brought them together.  Cathy winced as the needlepoint's dug into her left nipple.  After tightening the screw, Frank gave the clamp and experimental jerk to see if it was secure, and to 'set' the downward pointing needles into the skin of her tender nipple.  Frank's jerk on the clamp resulted in Cathy's body jerking, and an 'ouch'.

 

Frank repeated the process on her right nipple then knelt down and put her left leg up on a stool, opening her cunt for his use.  He began to work her clitoris getting it hard and ready.  God, please no, Cathy thought when she realized where the last clamp was going.  Then the needlepoints dug into her clitoris.

 

"No, please don't." she whispered despite of the threatened punishment for talking without permission.  Frank chose to ignore her infraction.  He stood up and removed three brass bells from the box.  One bell was attached to each of the clamps.

 

"This is one of our favorite entertainment's.  You'll be called on to do it often.  I will put on some music and you will dance.  You will be expected to make your dance just as whorish and slutty as you can.  You will also be expected to keep all three bells ringing.  The clamps are designed so the weight of the bells causes the needlepoints to dig in deeper.

 

“Tonight you will do this just for me.”  Frank continued as he gently bounced the bells up and down.  “In the future you will be doing it for all twenty of us.  If you give a good performance you will be rewarded with a round of fucking while we work of the lust generated by your dance.  If you don't do a good job you will be whipped, then fucked while we work of the lust generated my your whipping.  So either way we get stimulated to fuck you, we can't loose."

 

Frank unhooked Cathy's hands and led her out into the middle of the room.  Each step Cathy took caused the bells to bounce and ring, and each time the bells bounced the needlepoints on the clamps dug deeper into her tender nipple and clitoris flesh.  Leaving her standing, with bells hanging from her nipples and clitoris, Frank started some music then sat down in his chair.

 

Cathy looked around the room, she was tempted to grab the bells and take them off, but new the consequences of such an act would not be pleasant.  She began to sway her hips a little with the music.  Delicate 'ding, ding, ding-ding's' came from the bells as they started to sway.   Cathy was faced with a serious problem, she did not know how dance in a 'slutty fashion'.  She would if she knew how but she didn't know how.  Cathy swayed a few more times then collapsed on the floor sobbing uncontrollably.  Frank sat on the floor beside her.  He reached over and pulled her over to him and held her and gently stroked her hair while she cried.  The sobs began to die down.

 

"I...I...I'm sorry.  I..I really don't know how to dance like a slut, honest, I would if I knew how.  I want to be a good slave, I know now that this is what I was born for."  Frank continued to stroke her hair as he rocked her gently back and forth, amazed at what he was hearing from Cathy. Some time new slaves need a little tenderness.

 

"That's ok-" he said, "-as the slave trainer its my job to teach you the things you don't know."  Frank released Cathy then stood up and turned off the music.  "Stand up."  Cathy struggled to her feet, still trying to control the sobbing.  The bells ding-a-linged as she pushed herself off the floor and stood in front of Frank.  Frank put his hands on her shoulders and looked at her face.

 

"You are my new slut sex slave, but you are also my new very beautiful sex slave."  Cathy blushed at the compliment.  "Now I'm going to show you some basic sex dancing moves to use.  After I show these to you I'll turn the music back on.  Use these moves, and see if you can think of other stuff to add on to them."  Frank stepped back from Cathy and spread his arms to the sides.

 

"The first is the shimmy."  He demonstrated the move. "Basically the shimmy is just shaking your tits."  Cathy put her arms out to the sides and shook her tits.  The bells danced up and down and side to side and ding-a-linged like crazy.  She grimaced from the pain, but she kept on shimmying.

 

"Next is the pelvic thrust.  This one is easy too.  Just put your hands on your hips, spread your legs and make fucking motions with your hips" Cathy spread her legs and leaned back and started making fucking motions.  She blushed having Frank watch her do this.

 

"Now try shaking your tits and fucking your hips at the same time."  Cathy combined the two and had the bells ringing like crazy.  Since her mind had already started to merge pain and sexual pleasure her nipples got harder the more the bells bounced and the more the clamps pushed the pins into her.  Her pussy was beginning to get wet again, and her blush was making her feel warm and 'sexy' all over. 

 

"Put your hands behind your head so your tits will stick out further."  Frank instructed.  Cathy did as she was told.  She also increased the energy of her tit shaking and her hip fucking.  Frank stepped up and placed his hands on her hips.  He moved her hips in a more circular fucking motion.  Cathy took a risk and moved closer to him and rubbed her now wet cunt up against his half-hard cock.

 

"Now that's what I call slutty."  Frank said with a smile.  Still holding her hip with his left hand, Frank moved the bell to the side and slept a finger into her cunt. 

 

"Your already hot to fuck aren't you?" Frank pulled her closer to him and talked into her ear as she continued to fuck herself on his finger and shake her tits against his chest.

 

"You're a fucking slut whore.  From now on you will fuck anyone anywhere in any way you are told to.  And when you are not fucking you will be patiently waiting to be told when you will be fucked next, what position you will be fucked in and how many will be fucking you."  Cathy's cunt tightened on his fingers as he told her these things.

 

"Your such a slut you even like being told you're a slut.  Well, starting tomorrow you are going to get fucked more each day them most women do in a year."  Cathy was going wild rubbing herself against him.  Frank pulled his finger out of her cunt and stepped back.  Cathy stumbled, then caught herself and stood looking down at Frank's now hard cock.

 

"OK, now you do your dance, and when you're done I will fuck your cunt."  Frank started the music again, then sat down in his chair to watch.  Cathy began to prance around the room stamping her feet to make the bells ring.  She was getting close to an orgasm.  She faced Frank and leaned forward and shook her tits just inches from his face.  As she shook her tits the bells jumped around and ding-a-linged like crazy.  Her nipples continued to get harder and harder as the pins bit into her tender flesh.

 

Still bent over and shaking her tits, Cathy spread her legs wide apart and began to make fucking motions, causing her clitoris bell to swing back and slap against her butt, then swing forward and slap against her stomach, pulling on her clitoris flesh and digging the needles into her tender love button.  Leaning over she was looking down directly at his hard cock throbbing and bouncing just inches from her mouth and tits.

 

Cathy leaned over further as she shimmied her tits against his ridged cock shaft.  She took his cock into her mouth, sucked quickly then licked her way up his stomach and chest.  Her face only inches from his, she licked her lips then breaking the rules and looking directly at him she said

 

"I want to be fucked by every man I meet," then danced away.  Frank smiled, and the as she danced back over to him he grabbed her, pulled her legs apart, and, moving the clitoris bell to the side picked her up and slammed her down on his cock, forcing his large hard tool completely into her slimy hot cunt in one stroke.  Cathy leaned her head back and yelled "GOD YES, FUCK ME HARD."

 

Cathy put her hands on Frank's shoulders and began to fuck herself up and down Frank's hard cock.  Frank grabbed her with one hand on each side of her waist and helped her.  Cathy repeatedly slammed her dripping hot cunt down onto Frank's cock, smashing the pubic bones together.  Each time she pounded herself down on his cock the clamp on her clitoris would get pulled and pushed forcing the needles deeper and deepeer into her engorged clitoris.  With each downward thrust onto the hot cock meat Cathy would yell "FUCK ME...FUCK ME...FUCK ME...FUCK ME".  Her tit bells jumped and rang with each downward movement.

 

The walls of Cathy's cunt began to grip Frank's hard cock like a tight hand.   Frank thrust up into her slamming their bodies together.  Cathy's body began to jerk and she screamed "OH MY GOD FUCK ME HARD", then she collapsed forward against Frank's chest.  Frank held her twitching body against his, keeping his hard cock completely buried in her wet clasping pussy, until she calmed down and began to breath more slowly.  Keeping her impaled on his massive hard cock, Frank picked her up and spun her around then lowered her to the floor to continue the fuck doggy style.  Now, on her hands and knees all three of the bells swung free and bounced and jingled with each brutal slam of Frank's cock into her abused cunt.

 

Cathy's head hung down between her shoulders, her mouth hung open, and she stared at the floor with glassy eyes.  Her body shook, and the bells jumped and rang with each slam of Frank's cock pulling at her nipples and her clitoris.  Slowly the stimulation began to build for her again.  She began to thrust back impaling herself on his cock.  She lifted her head "OH YES…OH YESSSSSSS FUCK ME".  

 

This, she thought, is entirely different from the minute and a half fuck she had gotten from her boyfriend night before last.  Her excitement built quickly, ‘oh god,’ she thought, ‘I'm going to come again’.  She arched her back, and stuck her ass up into the air as much as possible to give Frank better access to her hot wet cunt. 

 

"YES…YES…YES…" she chanted over and over as she met his every thrust with a counter thrust skewering herself on his giant cock.  Then she screamed "YES…YES OH GOD DAMN IT YES FUCK YOUR SLUT WHORE SLAVE.  GOD DAMN YES FUCK HER.  FUCK…FUCK…FUCK…" Her body began to spasm and twitch as another wave of orgasm slashed it way through her mind and body.  Then her body went limp.

 

Frank grabbed Cathy with both arms around her waist and, bending over, began to fuck his massive hard cock into her overused pussy faster and harder than ever.  He reached under her and released the bell clamps from her nipples and clitoris; he was tired of hearing the bells jingling.

 

Then he concentrated on finishing his long hard slamming fuck of her cunt hole.  Cathy hung in his arms like a rag doll, her head lulled to one side, her mouth hung open, and drool escaped her mouth and began to puddle on the floor.  The fuck had now become an ordeal, oh god how long is this going to last, was her only thought.  Frank continued to slam his cock into Cathy's tight cunt.  This is what he lived for, slam fucking tight young pussy.

 

Cathy lay limply on the cabin floor, she could just barely remember Frank arching his back, picking her up and slamming her down on his cock while he yelled "TAKE THAT YOU FUCKING LITTLE SLUT WHORE TAKE MY CUM FUCK SLAVE" as his cock spewed another load of his hot cum into her well fucked slit.  He then dropped her to the floor and left her, cum oozing from her cunt, while he went into the kitchen and made a cup of coffee.  Cup in hand, Frank walked back into the room and sat sipping his brew as he watched Cathy slowly swimming back to reality.