Author: Norm DePloom
Title: The Man Next Door
Part:
Summary: The narrator falls into the hands of the 
pervert who lives next door.
Keywords: Mf, M+f, nc, oral, anal, first

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All the characters and events in this story are 
fictional; any resemblance to real people or events is 
entirely coincidental.
 
The Man Next Door
By
Norm DePloom
 
Back a long time ago, when I had just turned sixteen, 
I had a, well, shall we say, interesting experience 
with the man who lived next door to my parents.  I was 
a freshman in high school and got home about an hour 
before my little brother and almost two hours before 
my parents.  I remember the day it all started.  It 
was a warm spring day.  One of those strange days 
where there are still patches of snow on the ground, 
and it�s chilly in the shade but nice and warm in the 
sun.  One of those days where you can really enjoy the 
warmth of the sun because the slight chill in the air 
keeps you from getting too hot.
 
When I got home I decided to put on my new two-piece 
bathing suit and lay on the chase lounge out in the 
back yard.  I took a book out with me, one I had 
stolen from my parents' bottom dresser drawer.  It was 
called �The Story of O� and from the very first page I 
was caught up in the things they were doing to O in 
that castle her boy friend took her to.
 
After lying in the warm sun and reading for awhile I 
slipped my hand down inside my swim suite bottoms and, 
after playing with my pubic hair for a few minutes ran 
my finger up and down my wet cunt lips.  I couldn�t 
believe how wet I was.  My fingers slipped over my hot 
wet flesh with ease.  I gently rubbed my clit until it 
throbbed then sank my finger into my wet pussy.  Back 
then I never would have thought of it as my pussy, or 
my cunt.  If forced I probably would have just said 
�down there�.
 
They sure did refer it as her pussy and cunt in the 
book though.  I just got to the part where they 
examined her and the man wanted to fuck her up the 
ass.  In all of my sixteen years I�d never dreamed of 
anybody wanting to do that.  I had a sort of �eww 
yuck� and �oh my god� feeling combined.  I looked 
around the backyard then gave into the desire and 
pulled my swimsuit off.  I loved the deliciously 
�naughty� feeling of being naked in the back yard, the 
warm sun on my skin, the cool air making my nipples 
hard and my finger plunging into my wet cunt faster 
and faster as I read about the men taking turns 
fucking O�s ass.
 
I came over and over as I read the book.  I had been 
�doing it� to myself for a long time and had learned 
to cum quietly since my brother�s room and parent�s 
room were right beside mine.  I don�t remember how 
many times I came before I decided I�d better get 
dressed and put the book away.  As I went into the 
kitchen and looked around for a snack I decided I 
would definitely read more of �The Story of O� the 
next day.  I did it three times in bed that night 
before I finally fell asleep.  Each time I came I�d 
relax and start to go to sleep when the image of O 
tied up and being fucked would come into my mind and 
I�d start fingering myself again.
 
My friends and my teachers asked me if something was 
wrong the next day.  I guess I had a �faraway� look 
about me.  I couldn�t stop thinking about that book 
and what they were doing to that woman.  By lunchtime 
I had to take my panties off because they were so wet.  
I stuck them in the bottom of my backpack.  I had 
never gone without panties before and the feel of cool 
spring air stirring around my upper thighs and cunt 
was strange and delightful.
 
I almost ran home wanting to get the book and finger 
my wet cunt while I read more of O�s domination and 
humiliation.  I paused on the front porch to get the 
mail from the mailbox and froze in my tracks.  There 
was an envelope with my name typed on it.  There was 
no return address and no stamp on the envelope.  A 
terrible premonition flowed over and through me.  I 
just new this was going to be something horrible.  I 
went into the house and set the rest of the mail on 
the hall table.  I tore open the envelope that had my 
name on it.  Inside were three pictures, the first 
showed me on the chase lounge, I was naked and left 
hand was in my crotch while my right hand held the 
book.  The next picture was closer and you could see 
the title of the book �The Story of O�.  It also 
showed a little more detail of my crotch area.  The 
last picture was a close up of my left hand; you could 
clearly see my finger pushing into my cunt.
 
There was a piece of paper with the pictures.  I 
unfolded the paper.  Lettered in neat block letters it 
said �I think you�d better come over and talk about 
this.�  I collapsed onto the chair beside the hall 
table.  Oh god, I said to myself, I can�t go over 
there.  He�s seen me.  He watched me.  I can never let 
myself be seen by him again...ever.   I decided I�d 
just pretend not to have seen them, I�d be a really 
good girl from now on and maybe he�d forget about it.  
I stood up and then almost jumped out of my skin when 
the phone rang.
 
I looked at the phone with malicious hate for a long 
time, maybe four or five rings, before I finally 
picked it up.  �Hello� I said with a quavering voice.
 
�I really think you�d better come over hear and talk 
about this.�  His voice was deep, and would have been 
sexy if I hadn�t been scared out of my wits.  He 
paused for a moment then continued, �you�ve got to 
help me decide what to do with these pictures.�  I 
moaned.
 
�Oh god,� a whisper was all I could get out, �won�t 
you burn them?�  I asked a little louder.
 
�You come over here, right now, and we�ll discuss it,� 
there was a moment of dead silence before he 
continued, �if you�re not here within two minutes I�ll 
make sure your parents get copies of the pictures."
 
�Please,� I whispered desperately, �don�t do that,� I 
begged, �I couldn�t stand it.�
 
�Then you�d better get that cute little ass of yours 
over here.�  I heard the click followed by a dead 
line.  I hung up the phone then sat there with tears 
running down my cheeks.  I don�t remember walking over 
to the next door neighbor's house I just remember 
suddenly standing in front of him as he stepped out of 
the way and invited me into his front room.
 
He was a nice looking man.  He seemed to be a little 
older than my dad.  The house was neat, and clean, 
there was nothing obviously threatening about him, or 
it.  He indicated that I should sit on the couch, then 
asked me if I wanted a drink.  I said no, and sat 
down.  In front of me, on the coffee table, were about 
forty pictures, all of them of me.  In some of them I 
had my bathing suite on and had not started �doing� 
myself yet, but most of them were of me naked with my 
finger fully inserted inside my wet cunt.  He sat down 
beside me on the couch, I moved a few inches away from 
him.  He looked through the pictures.  After a minute 
he held one out towards me.
 
�I think this one is my favorite.�  The picture must 
have been taken during my third, and final, orgasm,  
My legs were spread and my knees pulled up.  I could 
see my fingers pumping in and out of my cunt so fast 
they even blurred a bit on the film.  My head was 
thrown back and my mouth was open.  I had dropped the 
book and my right hand was kneading my tits and 
nipples.  I could feel my face turning red and burning 
with shame and humiliation.  He reached out with the 
tip of his finger and touched my left breast in the 
picture.  My body jerked when I saw him do that.  I 
stood up and straightened my skirt.
 
�I�ve...ah...I�ve got to go home.�   He grabbed my 
wrist and pulled me back down on the couch.
 
�Don�t you want to know what you are going to do to 
get these back?�
 
�No.�  I shook my head with tears were streaming down 
my cheeks.
 
�Well, my little back yard slut, I�m going to tell you 
anyway.�  My body jerked again when he called me a 
slut.  I had always been fascinated by that word.
 
�For the next month, you will come over here after 
school and allow me to fuck you as much as I want for 
an hour."  I trembled with fear, shame and 
humiliation.
 
�I...I...can�t...do...that.� I stammered through my 
sobs.
 
�Oh yes you can,� he stood up and opened his door, �I 
won�t touch you today, but, if you are not over here 
five minutes after you get home from school, ready to 
obey me and do as you are told,� he paused to grin at 
me and a chill ran down my spine from the coldness of 
the smile, �by eight o�clock the next morning these 
pictures will be on every bulletin board at your 
school and in your parents' hands.�  I was in shock, I 
could not believe that somebody would really do that.
 
�Now go home, read some more of �The Story of O� and 
finger-fuck yourself like crazy.�  He pushed me out 
the door and closed it behind me.  As I stood on his 
front porch in a daze I realized that I was still 
hanging on to the picture he had identified as his 
�favorite�.  I stared at the picture of me fucking 
myself while I walked back home.
 
I, in a state of defiance, did not read more of �The 
Story of O� that afternoon.  Nor did I �fuck myself 
like crazy�.  I did my work around the house and tried 
to deny that my cunt was so wet it was oozing down my 
thighs.  I went to bed, got up and went to school, 
then walked home, telling myself that I was not going 
to go over to that man�s house.  I kept telling myself 
I was not going to give into him.  After I put the 
day�s mail on the hall table, I decided that I needed 
to go over to his house and explain to him why I would 
not be coming over.
 
I knocked on his door, rehearsing what I was going to 
say to him to try to get him to give me the pictures 
without making me do anything for them.  He opened the 
door.  I stood on the porch, I had decided that I 
would make my appeal from his porch instead of from 
inside his house.  He pulled me into his front room 
then closed the door behind me.  I remember hearing 
the lock being turned, but it really made no 
impression on me at the time.
 
As I continued with my detailed explanation of why I 
could not do what he wanted, and why he should give me 
the pictures anyway, the man sat me on the couch and 
unbuttoned my blouse.  I really did not realize he was 
undressing me until I felt his hands on my bare 
breasts.  I jumped in surprise then tried to pull 
away.
 
�No,� I yelled at him, and then stood up and tried to 
hold my blouse shut while I walked to the door.  He 
picked me up like I was a ten-pound bag of potatoes 
and tossed me over his shoulder.  I screamed and 
yelled at him, I hit his back with my fists while he 
carried me into his bedroom.  God I was scared, I 
realized that he was going to fuck me whether I wanted 
it or not.  I was about to get raped.  He tossed me 
onto his bed then pulled at my clothes.  I could hear 
my clothes ripping as my screams turned into begging.
 
�Please don�t do this,� I begged between chest heaving 
sobs, �oh god, please let me go.�  My blouse and bra 
were gone, he pushed me down on the bed on my back and 
easily held me there with one hand while he ripped off 
my skirt.  I scratched at his arm as the skirt tore 
revealing my panty-less crotch.  I had really enjoyed 
going without panties the day before and had done it 
again that day.  I had forgotten about that when I 
came over to talk to him.
 
I can�t really explain it but my embarrassment and 
humiliation skyrocketed, here I was trying to tell him 
I couldn�t let him do this, begging him not to and 
then he discovers I�m not even wearing panties.  I 
could see that knowing grin on his face.  I could 
almost hear him thinking �slut� as he looked at my 
crotch.  I continued to fight, and to beg him not to 
do it, but somehow it just wasn�t the same after he 
new I came over without panties on.
 
By this time I was naked on his bed.  He was holding 
me down with one hand on my throat and had pushed his 
body between my thighs.  He leaned over and sucked on 
my nipples.  It felt like an electric shock ran 
through my body.  I had often pinched and played with 
my nipples, but this, this was entirely different.  I 
almost stopped begging him not to do this to me when 
he sucked on them.  I had been ignoring the wetness in 
my cunt through all of this but as soon as his lips 
touched my nipple I practically gushed from my cunt.
 
While he sucked on my nipples his hand slipped between 
my legs.   As soon as his fingers felt my sopping wet 
cunt his sucking stopped and he lifted his head and 
stared at me until I blushed and turned my face away.  
He pushed a finger completely into my cunt with no 
resistance.  Then, as he worked the finger in and out 
of me, he sucked on my nipples again.
 
�Please,� I said making one last attempt to get him to 
stop, �don�t do this.�  But it sounded unconvincing, 
even to me.  He stopped sucking on my nipples and 
looked up at me.  I turned my face away, feeling it 
burn with embarrassment.
 
�Look at me.� He demanded as he continued fucking his 
finger in and out of my willing cunt.  I refused to 
look at him.  He can fuck me, I thought, he can even 
make me like it, but he cannot make me look at him.
 
�OOUCH, OH GOD.� I screamed as he suddenly bit down 
hard on my left nipple.
 
�I said look at me, bitch,� he hissed at me.  I turned 
and looked at him, not wanting my throbbing nipple to 
be bitten again.  I don�t remember when he took his 
clothes off, all I remember is his tearing mine off 
and discovering how wet my traitor of a cunt was, but 
I looked down past his face and could see his hard 
cock hovering over my crotch.  It twitched menacingly 
as his finger pumped in and out of me.  It looked 
huge.  My fear increased.
 
�Oh god no,� I begged again, �don�t, do it.  You�re 
going to hurt me.�  Then he said the words I�ll never 
forget.
 
�I hope so.�  He had the most evil grin on his face 
that I have ever seen.  I can�t remember if I screamed 
or not but I heard his laughter.  �The little slut 
bitch is afraid I�m going to hurt her,� he said 
through his laughter.  My body trembled in terror.  
God please, I begged silently, don�t let this happen, 
don�t let him hurt me.
 
His laughter died down.  This whole time his finger 
never stopped moving in my cunt, His thumb never 
stopped moving over my swollen clit.  I realized that 
I was humping my hips against his hand trying to force 
his finger deeper into me, trying to push my clit 
harder against his thumb.  I looked away as my face 
burned with additional humiliation.  My body was 
betraying me.  I felt a sharp stinging on my cheek and 
my head jerked.
 
�I said look at me, slut,� he yelled at me.  I tried 
to look at him without looking directly into his eyes, 
but I couldn�t.
 
�My little rape slut begs me not to fuck her, but her 
cunt is soaking the bed and her hips are fucking 
against my hand.� He stared directly into my eyes.  I 
felt a familiar wave of pleasure begin to crash over 
my body.  �Look at the whore cuming,� he said to no 
one in general, �and I haven�t even gotten my cock 
into her yet.�  He laughed at me as he pulled his 
finger from my cunt and pushed it into my mouth.
 
I had never tasted myself before.  I felt like I 
should turn away, try to avoid the finger.  If I was 
really a good girl I would, wouldn�t I?  I could feel 
his cockhead hovering just above my open wet cunt 
entrance as I licked and sucked on his finger.  He 
leaned down and whispered into my ear.
 
�You, my fine little bitch, are a slut and a whore.  
Only a slut would finger-fuck herself where others 
could see her.�  I could feel his cockhead beginning 
to push on my cunt lips, separating them.  �And only a 
dirty little whore would come over here without 
panties on and fuck herself on her rapist's hand.�  My 
body was trembling, not from fear, but from the effort 
I was making not to throw my hips up and impale myself 
on his cock.
 
�Now you are going to be my little fuck toy for 
awhile.�  His cock slipped deeper into me.  My cunt 
was being stretched so much that I was afraid it was 
going to rip just like my clothes had.  Nothing bigger 
than a finger had been up there before, and his cock 
was much bigger than a finger.  I moaned as his cock 
shaft drug along my clit.
 
�I�m going to show you just how much of a fucking 
little slut you are. �  He grinned at me as his cock 
continued to sink into my cunt.  It felt like it would 
continue to sink into me forever.  �I�m going to rape 
you and you are going to like it.�  I shook my head 
�no� but, as his cock �hit bottom� in my cunt I new I 
was going to be cuming and humping my cunt on his cock 
like the little slut he said I was before much longer.
 
He held his cock deep inside my stretched cunt while 
he bent his head down and sucked on my nipples again.  
My body trembled harder and harder with my effort to 
not be a �rape slut� and fuck myself crazy on the hard 
rod of flesh tormenting my cunt with new, never before 
experienced, pleasure.  After holding out for what 
seemed like and hour, but was, if the truth be known, 
probably closer to thirty seconds, I screamed in total 
surrender and humped my hips up against his strong 
body.  I did in fact �fuck myself crazy� on his large 
hard cock.
 
I also cried.  I wept and sobbed as I fucked myself on 
him.  I cried because I didn�t want to be a �rape 
slut� or a �whore� I wanted to be a good girl, but my 
body was betraying me.  He released my nipples and 
reached back and, after grabbing my ankles, pushed my 
legs apart and up until my knees were almost beside my 
ears.  It hurt, and I begged him not to push them any 
further, but he pushed some more adding to my crying, 
and my begging.
 
As he held my ankles, he pulled his cock back out of 
my cunt and I had a sudden very unpleasant feeling of 
emptiness.  I could hear myself moaning and I almost 
begged him to push it back in.  I needn�t have 
worried.  He pulled it almost all the way out then, 
after pausing for a second pushed it back in with such 
force that my body moved almost an inch up the bed.
 
�OH GOD!� I screamed.  His body hit against my clit 
and smashed it against my pubic bone.  I could almost 
hear my cunt saying �yes, yes, yes, yes fuck me hard�, 
but my mind was still saying �no, no, no don�t make me 
do this�.
 
�Oh yes,� he said as he pulled his cock out and 
slammed it back into me again, �My little rape toy has 
such tight hot cunt.�  He pulled his cock out and 
slammed it back in again, my head hit against the 
headboard.
 
�If your cunt is this hot and tight, slut� he said to 
me as he slammed into me again, �I can�t wait to get 
my cock inside you tight virgin little asshole.�  I 
remember moaning half in fear and half in building 
pleasure from having his cock slam into my cunt 
repeatedly.
 
�Hold your legs just like this.� He instructed me as 
he continued pounding in and out of my pussy.  I 
hooked my hands under my knees and held my legs up and 
apart like he had been doing.  As he repeatedly 
slammed into me, smashing my clit and stretching my 
cunt, I pulled my legs even further apart and closer 
to my ears.  My breathing was getting heavy and 
labored.  I could feel an orgasm coming.  I still 
didn�t want him to know (like I could really fool him) 
and I was struggling not to cum.  He reached over to 
the bedside table and picked up a ping pong paddle.  
Then he buried his cock deep inside my spasming cunt.
 
�Let go of your legs and grab onto the headboard.� I 
did as I was told.  His body kept my legs spread open.  
He held his cock deep inside me.  I wondered what was 
going to happen next.  I found out when the paddle 
slammed down on my right breast.  I screamed and my 
cunt spasmed as I came.  He waited while my scream, 
and my cunt spasms, died down.
 
�My little rape toy likes pain.�  He slammed the 
paddle down on my left breast.  I screamed again.  He 
was hitting my tits hard, and it hurt.  This was not a 
�game�, he was hurting me, and making me cum at the 
same time.  I didn�t even know it was possible.
 
�Oh god, am I going to have fun with my little pain 
loving rape slut.�  He slammed the paddle down on my 
right tit again.
 
�Please,� I begged him between sobs, and cum spasms, 
�don�t hit me again.�  The forth blow came just as I 
finished saying �again�.  My whole body jerked, it 
felt like I was dancing while impaled on a huge pole.  
I cried out and begged him again.  �Oh god, please, I 
can�t take any more.�  I was sobbing, tears were 
rolling down my cheeks, but despite the pain (or maybe 
because of it) my hips were jerking, humping my 
stretched, wet, cunt on his huge hard cock.  The 
paddle came down one last time on my left tit again, 
then he tossed it to the side.
 
�Now,� he announced, looking down at my tear stained 
face, �it�s time to get down to some serious fucking.�  
He picked me up by my hips, my back arched so my 
shoulders and head were still on the bed.  I never 
would have guessed he was that strong, but he moved 
his hips back and forward and, at the same time moved 
my body on and off his hard cock.
 
�OH GOD YES,� he yelled, �IT�S TIME TO SLAM FUCK MY 
NEW LITTLE RAPE SLUT.�  The position he was holding me 
in caused his cock to hit a spot inside of me that 
drove me into a series of non stop cums that blurred 
everything that happened after that.  All I remember 
was being fucked by that man and his huge cock for 
what seemed like hours, that and cuming over and over 
until I seemed to be in some kind of �cum daze�.
 
I have vague memories of yelling things like �yes, I�m 
your rape toy�, �god fuck me harder�, �yes, I�m your 
slut�.  I also remember screaming and crying.  
Screaming from the nonstop cums, and crying from the 
nonstop cums.  By the time he was done, and had filled 
my cunt with its first load of cum, I was lying on the 
bed, shaking my head back and forth and chanting 
�OHGODOHGODOHGODOHOGOD� over and over.
 
He got off the bed and walked from the room leaving me 
lying on the bed, naked and ashamed.  Even as I curled 
into the fetal position and sobbed I could feel his 
cum oozing from my still buzzing cunt.  I cried and 
cried thinking about how much of a slut I�d just been.  
Every time my sobs would slow down I�d get this image 
in my mind of me humping myself on his hard cock and 
screaming for him to �fuck his slut harder� and I�d be 
off on another round of sobs.
 
I really did not want to be a slut, and I hated the 
fact that this man could force me to be one.  Not only 
could he force me to fuck him to get the pictures, but 
now I realized that he could force me to like it.  He 
came back into the bedroom, I turned on the bed and 
rolled myself into as small a ball as possible, as far 
away from him as I could get.
 
�Turn over, slut.� he ordered me as he slapped me on 
the butt, hard.
 
�Ouch!� I yelled as I rubbed the spot he had hit, then 
I rolled over on my back.  He held out a can of cola, 
it was inviting and I desperately wanted to take a 
drink of it, but I shook my head and rolled back over 
away from him.  The next slap on my butt came from the 
ping pong paddle he had used on my breasts.  He didn�t 
have to repeat his command, I rolled back over and 
when he held out the cola I took it and sucked almost 
all of it down in one drink.
 
�Lean up against the head board and spread your legs.�  
He was still holding the paddle, and there were far 
too many vulnerable places on my naked body, so I did 
as I was told.  Still holding the cola can in my left 
hand I used my elbows to move my self up until I could 
lean against the headboard.  I could feel my face 
burning with embarrassment as I spread my legs open.  
I could also feel my nipples growing hard.   Inwardly 
I begged my body not to betray me again, but it did no 
good.  Not only did my nipples grow visibly, but my 
cunt flowed copiously again.
 
The longer he stared at my naked body the shallower 
and faster I breathed, the harder my nipples got, the 
wetter my cunt became and the redder my face grew.  I 
wanted to look away, to put my hand over my crotch so 
he wouldn�t see the growing wetness, so he would not 
know how right he was when he called me a rape slut.  
But I was torn, it was only my body that was a rape 
slut, not my mind.  I hated this.  I did not want my 
body to react to this treatment.  The more I tried to 
will my body not to react the hotter I became until my 
hips humped against the mattress in small circular 
motions.
 
�So my little slut wants to fuck again.� That 
terrifying, and exciting, evil grin spread across his 
face, and I could see his cock growing before my eyes.  
That, I had to admit was fascinating.  I�d never seen 
a cock getting bigger and harder before.  As I watched 
with open-eyed wonder he reached down and stroked his 
cock a few times until it was once again hard, and 
standing straight out from his pubic hair.
 
�Come here.� He ordered gruffly as he continued 
stroking his hard cock.  I put the coke down on the 
nightstand and crawled over to him.  He pulled me off 
the bed then sat on the edge with me standing between 
his legs.  The combination of physical excitement and 
mental agony built as he ran his hands over every inch 
of my body.  I felt soiled and possessed at the same 
time.  Every where his hands roamed, my skin felt like 
it was on fire.
 
�Down on your knees, bitch,� he ordered as he pulled 
downward on my arms.  I knelt between his legs and 
found his huge hard cock pointing right at my face.  
�It�s time for my little whore bitch to learn how to 
suck a cock.�  I shook my head �no� and tried to pull 
away from him.  No way was I going to put that in my 
mouth.  He could do whatever he wanted to with the 
pictures that cock was not going into my mouth.
 
I clamped my jaw shut, shook my head �no� repeatedly 
and struggled to get out of his grip.  He shifted one 
of his hands to my hair and pulled my head back with a 
handful of it.  I kept my mouth clamped shut, but I 
stopped shaking my head.  I looked at him and stopped 
struggling, what I saw scared me.  He was grinning at 
me, and his cock was pulsing with his excitement.  I 
suddenly realized that he loved it when I tried to 
fight him off.
 
Even with the realization that I was doing exactly 
what he wanted, I could not stop fighting.  My self 
respect required me to do my best to keep his dirty 
cock out of my mouth.  Even though I new I would 
eventually loose, I still had to fight.
 
�Your are truly a rape slut.� He said with a tone 
bordering on awe. �You even want your mouth raped 
instead of just sucking my cock like a good little 
slut bitch.�  As he talked he held me by my hair with 
one hand and pinched my nipples with the other.  Then 
he slipped his hand between my legs and grinned when 
he felt how wet my cunt was.
 
�Yes, little slut, we're going to get along just fine.  
You love to be raped and I love to rape little fuck 
toys.�  Without warning he used my hair to pull me 
down over his naked legs, I could feel his hard cock 
against my side.  Still holding my by the hair, he 
felt behind himself until he found the paddle.
 
�Now,� he continued once he had the paddle in his 
hand, �here is how this is going to work.�  He stopped 
to rub the paddle over my exposed butt then continued.  
�I�m going to start paddling this little butt of 
yours.�  He gave my butt a pinch that made me jump.  
�Then, when you�re worn out from being paddled and 
crying, I�m going to turn you over and fuck your 
mouth.�  I struggled, and screamed �no� as soon as his 
paddle slammed against my left butt cheek.
 
As he repeatedly slammed the paddle down on my butt 
cheeks I screamed, I yelled, I cried, I struggled, I 
kicked my legs up trying to get away, and, I came, 
repeatedly.  I was embarrassed and humiliated that my 
body would get pleasure from all of this pain.  I 
don�t remember how long he spanked me, but finally, 
just as he had predicted I was totally worn out.  He 
stopped paddling me and stood up.  I fell onto the 
floor in an exhausted heap.  I did not resist at all 
as he pulled me to my feet and threw me onto the bed.
 
He turned me over onto my back, then pulled me toward 
the edge of the bed until my head was hanging over.  I 
had no fight left, and when he pushed his cock into my 
mouth I did not resist.  He used both hands to finger 
my cunt and clit as he pushed his cock through my 
mouth and down my throat.
 
When I felt my air being cut off I finally started 
struggling.  He pulled his cock back out far enough to 
allow me to get a breath of air then pushed it back 
in.  Despite my exhaustion I could feel my cunt 
clamping down on his fingers as his cock fucked in and 
out of my throat.  Every time he pulled his cock out 
of my mouth I would choke and sputter and suck air 
into my lungs.  Even in this position, my head upside 
down, my forehead getting repeatedly slapped by his 
big heavy balls and my throat gagging and convulsing 
every time his cock slid into it, I still noticed my 
hips beginning to hump my cunt on his invading 
fingers.
 
Tears of shame and humiliation rolled down my cheeks.  
He was right, I was getting my mouth unmercifully 
raped and I was on the verge of cuming.  Then I did 
cum, humping my cunt against his hand so hard I was 
sure my cunt would be bruised the next day.  He seemed 
to like my moaning with his cock jammed into my 
throat.
 
�Oh god that�s good,� he said after one particularly 
long and loud moan vibrated up the length of his 
throat fucking cock.  Just as my orgasm ended and my 
body relaxed he pulled his cock from my mouth and 
spewed his hot sticky cum all over my face.  He 
immediately pulled me to my feet and made me stand 
naked in front of him.  My whole body was shaking and 
twitching.  He got out a huge rubber cock and handed 
it to me with my clothes.
 
�Take this with you.�  He stated in a very matter-of-
fact voice. �Tonight you will not shower, bathe, or in 
any way wash the cum from your face or your cunt.�  I 
blushed more deeply at the thought of running around 
with my parents all night with his dried cum on my 
face.
 
�When it�s time to go to bed, leave your curtains open 
and your blind up.  Leave your light on.� He gently 
stroked my breasts stomach hips and thighs while he 
talked. �You will get undressed in front of the window 
and when you are naked you will lay on the bed, spread 
your legs wide and fuck yourself with this rubber 
cock.�
 
�No...� was all I said, shaking my head, before he had 
rushed me out of his house and closed the door, 
leaving me standing naked on his front porch.  I 
quickly put on my ripped clothing and, holding it 
together as best I could, walked back over to my 
parents house.
 
When I got home I went into the bathroom, intending to 
disobey him and wash his drying cum from my body.  
Instead I took off my clothes and stood naked in front 
of the full-length mirror.  The cum on my face had not 
yet dried completely and shown in the bathroom light.  
My crotch, all around my cunt and clear down onto my 
thighs glistened with his, and my, sex fluids.
 
I searched my image in the mirror, trying to identify 
exactly what it was that was different about me now 
than before.  Other than the afore mentioned 
glistening cum, messed up hair that could only be 
described as having a �just fucked� look and a bright 
red butt from the spanking I could see nothing 
different.  I picked up my brush and tried to 
straighten my hair, unconsciously being careful not to 
rub the cum from my face.
 
As I brushed a gob of his cum through my hair my only 
thought was �I wonder if it will give my hair more 
body?�.  I felt like I was a little disjointed, kind 
of separated from my body.  It was my body, I 
rationalized, not me that enjoyed getting fucked.  It 
was only my body that humped itself against his hand.
 
I could feel my skin tightening as the cum on my face, 
and on my thighs, dry.  I put on fresh clothes then 
hurried to catch up on my work and get things ready 
for dinner.  By the time my parents got home 
everything was ready for them and we sat down at the 
table to eat dinner.
 
Every time one of my parents looked at me I expected 
them to suddenly stop eating and ask me why I had 
dried cum on my face.  Once, when my father paused 
with a fork full of food half way to his mouth and 
looked at me a little closer than usual, my brain took 
off on its own.  Suddenly I was in the middle of a 
fantasy where my dad asked me just that, then made me 
stand in front of him and lift my skirt while I spread 
my legs so he could examine me to see if I�d been a 
slut.
 
�Did you finish your homework?�  I stared at him for 
what felt like forever before I realized that he had 
asked me about my homework and not about the cum still 
drying between my legs.
 
�Yes, all except Algebra, I�ll get that done after 
dishes.�  I decided my brain was not old enough to be 
allowed out on its own like that.  For the rest of 
dinner though, I could not get the image of me 
standing in front of my daddy holding my skirt up 
while he examined me, from my mind.  It caused me to 
get wetter than ever.  Each time my mind went through 
it the examination got more intimate.
 
The first image had just been of him looking at me, 
but the next time I imagined him pulling my thighs 
apart to get a better look.   As hard as I tried I 
could not keep from thinking about that image over and 
over while we ate.  The next time it popped into my 
mind he was spreading my cunt open with his fingers.
 
I desperately wanted to run to my room, but it was my 
night to help with the dishes. My mom washed and my 
dad dried with me cleaning off the table and sweeping 
the floor.  My awareness must have been heightened by 
my afternoon�s experience.  I�d always been aware of 
my parent�s love for touching each other, but tonight 
I suddenly realized the sexual nature of those 
touches.
 
They stood side by side with their bodies touching.  
My dad would hold his arms so that they would rub 
against my mom�s tits every time he reached for 
something.  Once, when my mom thought I wasn�t looking 
I actually saw her give my dads cock a firm squeeze 
through his trousers.   I took the trash out and when 
I came back in they were kissing.  Not just kissing, 
mom was rubbing her crotch in small circles around the 
bulge I was suddenly aware of in my dad�s pants.
 
�Hey you guys,� I said jokingly, �no necking until the 
dishes are done.� They broke off their kiss and went 
back to work laughing at being caught.  I left them to 
their dish washing/ genital grouping and went to my 
room.  While I finished my homework I gently felt my 
wet cunt with my left hand.  Every few minutes I would 
stare off into space and think about those images of 
my daddy inspecting my cunt, or chuckle about how my 
parents had managed to be sexual with each other all 
these years without me noticing.  Just as I finished 
my homework and slammed my Algebra book closed my mom 
knocked gently on the door then came into my room.
 
�Is everything ok?�  She sat on the edge of my bed.
 
�Every things fine mom.� I had pulled my hand out from 
under my skirt as soon as I heard the knock, and was 
now trying to wipe my finger off without being too 
obvious about it.
 
�You seemed to be a little distracted at dinner.�  
When she looked at me with her gentle eyes, I almost 
blurted out to her everything that had happened since 
yesterday.
 
�It�s just the homework, I was worried about.�  I 
immediately felt guilty about lying.  Mom got up to 
leave the room then stopped at the door and turned 
back around.
 
�You going to shower tonight, dear?� 
 
�Ah...no, mom, I think I�ll take my shower in the 
morning before I go to school.�  Mom smiled at me.
 
�Some fella at school you�re trying to impress?� she 
asked with a joking raise of just her right eyebrow.
 
�Yea, ah...something like that mom.�  She left and I 
pushed the door shut then laid on my stomach and 
cried.  Maybe I should have told her everything I 
thought, but I just couldn�t bear to see the 
disappointment in her eyes if I told her what was 
really going on.  All evening I had been telling 
myself that I would not strip in front of an open 
window, and I would not fuck myself with that obscene 
rubber cock.  But, just like earlier in the bathroom, 
when bedtime came around I closed my bedroom door 
then, after pushing a chair up against it opened the 
curtain and window blind.
 
With the light on I could not see anything except my 
own reflection in the dark glass.  I slowly unbuttoned 
my blouse then let it slip down my arms and fall to 
the floor.  The reflection was poor enough that I 
could not see the red spreading over my face, but I 
could feel lit.  I unhooked my bra and let it fall to 
the floor.  I stood and looked at my breasts in the 
dark glass.  I could see my nipples growing hard.
 
As I took off my skirt I pictured him at his window 
watching me with a pair of binoculars.  I had to admit 
the idea of being watched like this turned me on.  I 
ran my hands over my breasts then down my stomach and 
into my crotch.  I could feel the wetness all down the 
insides of my thighs.  I had never imagined that I 
could produce this much fluid.  I opened my top drawer 
and took out the large rubber cock that I had hidden 
under my cotton panties.
 
I lay down on the bed, just like he had told me to, 
and spread my legs.  I had entered what I would come 
to call the �slut zone� where my brain disconnected 
while my body did all those things that made it feel 
good.  As I rubbed the head of the rubber cock up and 
down my cunt lips my brain went back out on its own 
again.  I was overwhelmed by images of my daddy 
inspecting his little girl ever more thoroughly, and 
at the same time images of the man next door watching 
me while he stroked his large hard cock.
 
As I pushed the cock into my wet, open cunt I reached 
up with my other hand and ran my fingers over the part 
of my face that still had his dried cum on it.  I felt 
like I had been branded.  It amazed me that no one 
else had been able to see his brand on my face.  I 
fucked the rubber cock in and out of myself as I 
pinched my nipples and wallowed in my dual fantasies 
of being watched by the man next door and being 
inspected by my daddy.
 
By this time my daddy�s inspection had reached the 
point in my fantasy that he was using his fingers to 
feel my cunt and clit.  In my head he told me what a 
cute little cunt I had and how he liked to look at it 
and to touch it.  I reached down and stroked my clit 
with my other hand as I continued fucking the robber 
cock in and out of me with growing intensity.
 
I pretended that the fingers touching my clit belonged 
to my daddy.  I came as soon as I pretended my Daddy 
was touching me.  I could almost feel him lying beside 
me, stroking my clit and whispering in my ear telling 
how nice and juicy my cunt is.
 
Each time I came it seemed to only add to my 
excitement instead of satisfying it.  I came over and 
over.  Slowly the man next door slipped into the back 
ground as I imagined my daddy doing nastier and 
nastier things to me and to my cunt.  Finally I came 
so hard I thought I would pass out when, in my mind, 
my daddy was finally climbing on top of me and pushing 
his cock into the place where the neighbor's had been.
 
When the excitement of the orgasm passed, I turned out 
the light, pulled the cover over me, rolled up into a 
ball and sobbed.  What kind of ugly perverted little 
slut was I becoming I asked myself over and over, to 
imagine that my daddy would do that to me.
 
I don�t remember going to sleep, but suddenly it was 
the next morning.  I took my shower then went back 
into my room to dress.  I carefully picked out the 
most �modest� panties I had.  The first day had been a 
new experience, the second day without panties had 
been an adventure, but today I wanted to do everything 
I could to not feel like a slut.  I dressed much more 
modestly than I usually did and, after eating 
breakfast, headed for school.
 
All day at school I was plagued by images of what had 
been done to me the day before.  What had been done to 
me, what I had done and what I had imagined being done 
to me.  No matter how hard I tried not to think of 
these things, they kept popping into my mind, and 
every time they did I was left wetter than the time 
before.  I kept resolving all day long that I would 
not go over to that perverted monster�s house after 
school.  He could just do whatever he wanted to with 
those pictures, they weren�t that bad.
 
When I got home, I worked around the house, firm in my 
determination to not give into his demands.  After I�d 
been there for about ten minutes the phone rang.  I 
told myself not to answer it, but after about the 
twentieth ring I picked it up.
 
�So, little slut, you�ve decided you want me to give 
these pictures out to everybody?�  The tone of threat 
in his voice scared me.  Scared me and set my cunt on 
fire, but I stuck to my guns.
 
�I don�t care what you do with those pictures,� I said 
with faigned confidence, �my parents will understand 
when I tell them what happened.� I suddenly had what 
seemed to be a great idea, �and you will go to jail 
when they see those pictures.�  I smiled to myself, I 
really thought I had him, until I was chilled by the 
sound of his laughter.
 
�I think my little rape toy better come see the video 
I made last night before she decides to disobey me.� 
Then there was the click of him hanging up the phone, 
he didn�t even wait for me to answer. It only took me 
about thirty seconds to decide that I�d better see 
what he had before I did anything I would regret.  I 
went over to his house having resolved that I would 
not give into him no matter what was on the video.  It 
never occurred to me that if it really did not matter 
what was on the video, I would never have gone over 
there.  The door opened just as I was about to knock 
on it and he pulled me into his house and closed the 
door.  He pushed me into the center of the room, I 
almost tripped over the coffee table, then caught my 
balance and stood up.
 
�Strip, slut.�  I folded my arms over my breasts and 
shook my head �no�.  �Strip those clothes off, bitch, 
unless you want them torn off like I did yesterday.�  
He looked at my quizzically, �how many outfits can you 
afford to have torn up?�  He had a point, so I slowly 
unbuttoned my blouse and let it fall to the floor.  I 
took off my skirt, but left on my bra and panties.
 
�Buck naked, bitch.�  I gave in and took off my bra 
and panties.  I mean, after all, it�s not like he 
hadn�t already seen me that way.  I stood there, 
naked, and watched as he stripped off his clothes.  I 
was red with embarrassment and crying again, 
disappointed in how quickly my resolve not to come 
over here had evaporated.  His cock was already hard 
and sticking out from his pubic hair.  He sat on the 
couch and pulled me over to stand between his legs 
like he had before.
 
�Would you like to know what I�m going to do to you 
today?�  He asked in a cold, even, matter-of-fact tone 
of voice.  Without waiting for a reply he continued.  
�I�m going to fuck you up your tight little ass while 
we watch the video of you fucking yourself last 
night.� He finished with a grin as he slipped his hand 
between my legs and pushed one of his fingers inside 
my already wet cunt.  He put his other hand on the 
back of my neck and pulled my head down until we were 
face to face staring into each other�s eyes.
 
�There are two ways we can do this,� he explained as 
he fucked my cunt with his finger, �you can bend over 
and let me lubricate your asshole, then cooperate with 
my fucking you.  Or," his mouth turned up into his 
cold, evil grin, "you can try to fight me off.  If you 
do that I will carry you into the bed and hold you 
down while I rape your dry, unlubricated ass.�  His 
grin demonstrated which option he preferred.  I gave 
it a quick consideration and decided that getting 
fucked up the ass was probably going to be painful 
enough without being slapped around and abused at the 
same time.
 
�OK,� I mumbled, "I�ll cooperate with you.�  I�m not 
sure if the mental pain of �volunteering� to be a slut 
wasn�t worse than the physical pain of having my ass 
hole raped would have been.  He had me turn around, 
then lean over with my hands resting on my knees.  He 
had me separate my legs and bend my knees slightly so 
he�d have better access.
 
Suddenly the TV came on and I was watching a picture 
of myself undressing in front of the open window while 
he slipped his lubricated finger into my virgin ass.  
I don�t know which was worse, watching myself be a 
slut on video tape, or having this man fuck my ass 
with his fingers.  Just as my image on the TV finished 
caressing her breasts and cunt, and walked over to the 
bed, the man announced that all was ready.
 
With a hand on each side of my waist, he pulled me 
down onto his large glistening cock.  I was watching 
myself rub the head of the rubber cock up and down my 
wet cunt lips on the video as his cock pushed against 
my sphincter muscle.  I was mesmerized by the sight of 
my cunt on the TV screen.  I could see the fuck juice 
and cum transferring from my cunt lips to the head of 
the rubber cock.
 
He pushed his cock into my ass at the same time I 
pushed the rubber cock into my cunt on the TV.  I felt 
a searing pain as his cock pushed into my ass.  I 
cried out, sobbing and begging him to stop.  I grabbed 
his wrists and tried to push myself up off his hard 
cock, but he was so much stronger than I was that it 
all proved useless.  I couldn�t stop him as he pulled 
me down onto his rigid pole.  The more I screamed and 
yelled, the more I begged him to stop, the more I 
struggled and tried to get away, the bigger his grin 
got as he pushed himself deeper and deeper into my 
virgin ass.
 
After a torturous long time I finally felt his pubic 
hair grinding against my butt and new that he was all 
the way inside my poor stretched ass.  He let me just 
sit on him for a few minutes and rest while we watched 
me fucking myself on the TV and my ass got used to 
being stretched almost to the point of ripping.  Tears 
were streaming down my face but even with all this 
pain, even with the humiliation of watching myself be 
a slut with the rubber cock, I felt my juices flow 
once again.  He reached around and fingered my cunt 
and my clit while he let his huge hard cock rest 
inside my tight ass.
 
He stroked my clit and finger fucked my cunt with one 
hand while he pinched my nipples and mauled my breasts 
with the other.  He was not being gentle with either 
hand, but I was once again discovering that when I was 
in the �slut zone� my body would react to pain with 
increased wetness and multiple orgasms.  Without any 
conscious intent on my part my hips moved in a slow 
back and forth motion rocking my ass on his hard cock.
 
The almost unbearable pain had become first a bearable 
�fullness� then, slowly a very erotic presence in my 
asshole.  I had a small little �pre-cum� orgasm, Just 
enough to spasm my cunt on his fingers and drench them 
with cunt juice.  As soon as he felt my cunt grab at 
his fingers he pulled his cock a couple of inches out 
of my ass, then pushed it back in.
 
�OH GOD,� He shouted, �What a tight fucking asshole my 
little fuck bitch has.�  By now my brain was 
completely disassociated from my body and my body was 
beginning to fuck itself on his fingers and cock with 
ever increasing force and speed.
 
He grabbed me around the waist and stood up, leaning 
me over the coffee table.  My hands supported me on 
the table, and my head was only a couple of inches 
from the table top.  I was almost standing on my head.   
He held me around my waist and rocked me forward and 
backward, fucking my ass on and off of his hard cock.
 
In this position he could not maul my breasts, or 
finger my cunt and clit.  I lowered my head until it 
rested on the table then used one hand to maul my own 
breasts and the other to finger my own cunt and clit.  
It didn�t feel as good as when he did it, but it did 
add to my building excitement.  Is he fucked my ass on 
and off his huge cock, and I fingered my cunt and 
mauled my tits, I remembered reading �The story of  O� 
that day when all of this started.  I thought about 
her getting her ass gang fucked by all those men while 
my ass was getting fucked for the first time.
 
�OH GOD, FUCK ME HARDER.�  I could not believe I was 
screaming this.  I could feel my face �filling up� 
with blood the way it does when your upside down.  I 
was now rocking myself on and off his cock, he no 
longer needed to hold my hips and force me.  I felt 
him lean over so he could speak to me.
 
�Fuck yourself on my cock, slut.�  I almost stopped 
moving when the shame and humiliation caused by being 
called a slut swept over me.  

�Fuck yourself harder, bitch.�  He picked something up 
from the end table, I could not see what he had.  I 
felt a sting and heard the slap against my leg.  I 
jumped slightly.
 
�Ride my cock you fucking little whore.� He yelled as 
he brought the riding crop down on the side of my tit.   
He switched the crop to his other hand and slapped the 
side of my other tit with it.  

�Harder I said.�  I redoubled my efforts fucking my 
ass harder and harder on and off his cock.  But it 
didn�t seem I could ever satisfy him with my fucking.  
He kept slapping all over my back, sides, legs and the 
sides of my breasts with the crop, urging me to fuck 
faster, or fuck harder or fuck deeper with each hit.
 
Tears were streaming from my eyes into my hair.  Sweat 
was rolling off every part of my body I struggled to 
fuck harder and faster, trying to satisfy him and get 
him to stop hitting me with the riding crop.  During 
this time several great cums sort of snuck up on me.   
I wouldn�t even be aware of how excited I was when all 
of the sudden I�d be jerking and spasming through 
another soul shattering cum.
 
My leg and arm muscles ached and were beginning to 
cramp from fatigue before I finally felt him bury his 
monster cock deep inside my rectum and moan loudly as 
he spewed his hot cum into my ass.  After his cock 
stopped jerking and shooting cum, he let me slip off 
and I collapsed onto the table, he collapsed back onto 
the couch.  My whole body was trembling and twitching 
from the after effects of cuming over and over.  
Surprisingly I must have dozed off, the next thing I 
new he nudged me with his foot then handed me a can of 
cola.  I sat up and gulped it down.  He sat on the 
couch and watched me for a few minutes then spoke.
 
�I�m going to let you choose.�
 
�Choose what?� I asked, not sure I really wanted to 
know.
 
�I�m going to let you choose which hole I use for my 
last fuck for this afternoon.�  I blushed when he said 
that.  Sure he had just fucked my ass, and I was 
sitting in front of him naked, but to have him 
casually talk to me about deciding which �hole� I 
wanted him to fuck made me blush.  We sat for another 
minute or two in silence.
 
�Well?�  I considered just not answering. 

�If you don�t make up your mind in ten seconds I�ll 
start whipping you and not stop until you do.�  I had 
no reason to doubt his intent to do just exactly that.
 
�My vagi....� I started to answer when he interrupted 
me.
 
�You have three holes, bitch.  Now choose your cunt, 
your ass, or your mouth.�  He pushed my head back with 
the riding crop under my chin.   �And make it a 
request, such as �please fuck my...� and the name of 
the whole you�ve chosen.�
 
�Please fuck my cunt.� I said slowly my face reddening 
and my tears beginning to flow again.
 
�That�s my little slut puppy,� he said with a grin, 
�always eager to get her cunt fucked.�   He took hold 
of my wrists and pulled me onto my knees between his 
legs.  �Now suck on my cock until it�s nice and hard, 
then I�ll fuck your eager little cunt."   He grabbed 
handfuls of hair with each hand and pulled my face 
toward his slimy half hard cock.  I remembered what 
had happened yesterday when I tried to refuse to suck 
on him.  When his cockhead touched my lips I opened 
them and accepted his cock into my mouth.
 
It was warm and I could feel it growing inside my 
mouth as I tongued the combination of ass and cum from 
it.  When he was hard, he turned me around and leaned 
me over the table, for a moment I thought he had 
changed his mind and was going to fuck my ass again.  
Instead he knelt down behind me and slipped his hard, 
saliva coated cock into my cunt.
 
Since I was still deep in the �slut zone� my body 
reacted immediately and I humped myself against his 
cock.  I totally abandoned my feelings of disgust and 
shame and completely gave into the feelings of lust 
for the first time.  I moaned, I groaned, I screamed 
for him to fuck me harder and faster.  I told him how 
good his cock felt inside my cunt.  I promised to be 
his slut forever.  In the back of my mind I knew I was 
going to pay for this with feelings of overwhelming 
shame and humiliation after I was done, but I no 
longer cared about that.  I just wanted to cum, over 
and over as hard and as often as I could before he 
filled me with his cum again and sent me home.
 
And I did, I came over and over, my cunt grabbing and 
milking his cock.  I ground my self back onto him like 
a whore trying to earn a big tip.  I looked at him 
over my shoulder and licked my lips and said every 
nasty dirty think I could think of.  Then he pulled 
his cock out and came around to the other side of the 
table.  I looked up into his face as he stroked 
himself two or three times then shot his hot cum into 
my waiting face again.
 
He told me to stay where I was, so I stayed, laying 
across the coffee table.  His cum ran down my face 
while I fought off the feelings of shame and 
humiliation.  He went into his bedroom and a moment 
later came back out.  He held something in front of 
me.
 
�Do you know what this is?�  I had no idea, I couldn�t 
even guess what it was.  

�This,� he walked around behind me, �is a butt plug.� 
I felt him push it against my ass.  I felt my ass 
stretch almost as much as it did when he fucked me.  I 
felt it contract again with something inside.  Then he 
came back around.  He knelt down and looked me in the 
eyes.  I was on the verge of tears, I could not hold 
back the shame and humiliation much longer.
 
�You will wear that until you come back over here 
tomorrow.� He ordered. �If you have to shit, you can 
take it out, but be sure you put it right back in.�  
He picked me up by my arms and walked me to his door.  
�And don�t forget to put on your little show tonight.�  
With that he handed me my clothes and shoved me out 
the door.
 
I sobbed as I hurried to put my clothes back on before 
somebody came by and saw me standing naked on my 
neighbor�s porch.  The feelings of shame and 
humiliation swept over me stronger that ever.  Once 
dressed, I ran home and threw my self on the bed and 
cried great heaving sobs until I was all cried out.  
When there were no more tears left I got up and did my 
after school house work, ignoring my bratty brother 
and trying not to think about the plug filling my ass 
while I talked to my parents during dinner.
 
I must admit I did squirm a bit more than usual during 
the meal.  The flat end of the butt plug rested 
against the chair seat and pushed the plug up just a 
bit further into my ass.  Every time I moved I could 
feel the big end of the plug move inside me.  It kept 
me wet all during dinner, and when I got up I quickly 
pushed my chair up to the table so no one would see 
the wet spot on the seat.
 
I went up stairs, but found studying to be almost 
impossible.  Between the butt plug keeping my 
attention focused on my ass, and my concern about how 
I was going to make my �little show� sexier than it 
was the night before, everything I read just slipped 
right back out of my mind again.  I decided that I 
would not be able to learn anything until I took care 
of my wet cunt.  I put the chair in front of the door 
to slow down anybody who might decide to come in then 
lay down on my bed.
 
I spread my legs and ran my fingers up and down my wet 
cunt lips, then around my clit.  After a minute or two 
of fingering my cunt and clit I reached down with my 
other hand and gingerly felt around the butt plug, 
running the tip of my finger around my stretched ass, 
then I grasped the end of the plug and gently moved 
it.  I moved it up and down, side to side and gently a 
little in and out while I fingered my cunt and clit.  
The gentle movements in my ass added excitement to my 
fingers stroking my cunt.
 
I stopped what I was doing and jumped out of bed.  
After retrieving the rubber cock from my underwear 
drawer I lay back down and gently worked the cock into 
my cunt while I moved the plug more enthusiastically 
in my ass.  Between the cock in my cunt and the plug 
being wiggled in my ass I came quickly and quietly 
then relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of having both of 
my holes filled.
 
I was suddenly jerked awake by the noise of the chair 
against the door sliding across the floor.  I threw my 
skirt down over my cunt just in time to hide the 
rubber cock still lodged in it from my father as he 
poked his head in the room.
 
�Is everything ok?  Your mom and I are going to bed 
now.  You better get into your pajamas and go to bed 
too.�
 
�Ah...OK...dad, gee, I must have fallen asleep.�  The 
rubber cock was threatening to slip out of my cunt.  I 
could just see it shooting across the room in front of 
my daddy�s eyes.  Laying in my bed with a butt plug in 
my ass and a rubber cock in my cunt while I talked to 
my dad seemed so perverse, and at the same time turned 
me on so much I was sure the cock would come shooting 
out any second.
 
�What time...� there was a noticeable pause in my 
speech as I sat up on the bed, pushing both the butt 
plug and the rubber cock deeper into my body and 
almost causing an orgasm right in front him. �...is 
it?�  Daddy glanced down at his watch.
 
�It�s almost midnight Sweet Thaying.� He always called 
me that �Sweet Thaying�.
 
�Thanks dad, I�ll get ready for bed now.�  He looked 
at the chair blocking the door, then looked at me with 
a sly grin on his face.  I swear I must have turned 
bright read clear down to my stomach.  I just knew 
that he knew what I had been doing, maybe not the 
details, but he new I�d been �playing with myself�.  I 
waited until dad had closed the door then, after 
letting the rubber cock slip out of me, quietly moved 
the chair back up against it again.  I still had a 
show to put on for the neighbor and I wasn�t sure what 
I was going to do.
 
I opened the curtains and the blind, then just kind of 
gyrated my hips and shook my tits while I slowly took 
off my blouse and bra, then my skirt.  Once I was 
naked I took the rubber cock and, standing real close 
to the window rubbed it over my tits until my nipples 
were real hard, then I pushed my tits up against the 
glass so my hard nipples were surrounded by pink tit 
flesh.  I had another chair beside the window so I put 
my right foot up on that and forced the rubber cock in 
and out of my cunt while I mashed my tits around on 
the cold glass.
 
Leaning almost my full weight against the glass, 
cushioned by my tits, I fucked the cock in and out of 
my cunt while I stroked and pulled on my clit with the 
other hand.  As I got more and more excited my whole 
body slid up and down on the glass.  I felt like 
screaming but couldn�t risk having my parents dashing 
back into my room to see what the trouble was.
 
As I neared another orgasm I held the rubber cock 
against the edge of the windowsill and my whole body 
kind of undulated as I worked my cunt on and off of 
it.  My body jerked so fast and so hard the rubber 
cock knocking against the sill sounded almost like a 
vibrator.  I finally came in three massive undulations 
of my entire body then collapsed against the window 
panting.
 
After catching my breath, I stuck my tongue out at my 
unseen observer then turned the lights out and went to 
bed.  When I woke up I was still holding the rubber 
cock in my hand.  I stuck it under the pillow real 
quick, then moved the chair away from the door and 
climbed back into bed.  I was worn out and decided to 
tell my mom I was sick and see if she�d let me stay 
home.
 
I�ve always been a pretty good actress and mom agreed 
to let me stay home.  I snuggled under the covers and 
listened for the parents and my bratty little brother 
to leave.  Mom and dad shouted �good bye� from the 
back door, then the door shut and I heard the car 
pulling out of the driveway.  I turned on my back and 
stared at the ceiling.  I felt completely relaxed for 
the first time since the neighbor forced me to come 
over to his house.   I should have known it was too 
good to last, the phone rang.  I jumped out of bed and 
ran down the hallway to answer it.
 
�Hello?� I said, knowing who it was before he spoke.
 
�I see you�ve stayed home from school.� He stated I 
could almost hear the evil grin in his voice.  �I 
think you better get your skinny, butt plugged little 
ass over here.�
 
�I can�t,� I could hear myself whining at him and I 
hated myself for it.  �I�m sick.�
 
�I don�t care if you're running a temp of 110 and are 
bazooka barfing everything you�ve eaten in the last 
week, get your ass over here so I can fuck you.� He 
barked at me.
 
�I can�t, my parents will be calling me during the day 
to make sure I�m ok.� I paused trying to see how he 
was taking this excuse, �and if I�m not here to answer 
the phone they will come home to check on me.�
 
�Do you have a cordless phone?� he asked me.
 
�Yes.� I answered immediately without thinking first.
 
�Then bring it with you, bitch and get your fucking 
cunt over here.  Now, if you know what�s good for 
you.�  I heard a click and realized I was standing in 
the middle of the kitchen, naked with a butt plug 
hanging out of my ass.  Before I could move the phone 
rang again.
 
�Hello?� I said tentatively.
 
�Just put a T-shirt over that naked body of yours and 
get over here.�  He said then hung up again.  How does 
he know I�m naked? I wondered as I walked back to my 
room and put on a long T-shirt that would cover me 
down to my thighs.  I took the cordless phone with me 
and walked over to his house.  As soon as I walked 
onto his porch the door opened.
 
Without saying a word, he pulled me into his front 
room, leaned me over his coffee table and, after 
kneeling behind me plunged his already hard cock into 
my cunt.  As he fucked forcefully in and out of my 
cunt I was overwhelmed with shame and humiliation, 
tears ran down my cheeks.  He was just using me for 
his pleasure.  He didn�t really care about �me�, he 
just wanted my cunt, ass, mouth and tits.  He just 
wanted a place to dump his cum.  As he fucked he 
picked up the remote and turned on the TV then started 
the tape of last nights �show�.
 
�That�s quite a show you put on last night, slut.� he 
said as my image gyrated around in front of the window 
while I stripped off my clothes.  My humiliation was 
complete.  I looked a hundred times sluttier than I 
ever imagined.  I watched as I fucked myself on the 
rubber cock and rubbed my tits on the glass.  He 
fucked my cunt in time with the action on the screen.
 
�You�re quite the little whore, aren�t you?�  He asked 
as he pulled and pushed on the butt plug while he 
fucked harder and harder into my cunt.  He grabbed my 
waist and pulled me tight up against his body.  I 
could feel his cock jerk and twitch inside me as his 
cum filled my cunt.
 
�I�m going to have so much fun fucking you all day.� 
He said as he let his cock slip out of me.  I was 
still crying, I was nothing more that a fuck toy to 
him.  Still holding me bent over the table he pulled 
the but plug from my ass, then let me stand up.  He 
handed me the butt plug.
 
�Go wash this.�  I walked into his bathroom and soaped 
my hands then washed the butt plug.  I rinsed it then 
carried it back into his front room.  While I was gone 
he had cleaned everything off the coffee table.
 
�Lay here.� He ordered pointing to the table.  I lay 
down on the table top and waited for further 
instructions.  He disappeared into his bedroom for a 
second, then came back with another rubber cock.  It 
was even bigger than the one he had given me to take 
home.  He pulled a chair over to the end of the table 
and pulled me down until my butt was almost hanging 
over the edge.
 
�I'm going to watch my fuck slave up close and 
personal while she fucks herself.�  He said as he held 
out the rubber cock.  I wanted to get up and run home.  
I wanted to lock myself in my room and never come out.  
What is this �fuck slave� shit, I thought as I reached 
out and took the rubber cock from him.  I�m not his 
�fuck slave�; I�m just doing this until I get the 
pictures back.  Despite my silent protests, I meekly 
pushed the rubber cock into my just fucked cunt and 
worked it in and out.
 
As I fucked the cock in and out of my cunt he leaned 
closer until I was almost hitting his nose with my 
hand with every outstroke.  I watched between my legs 
as he stroked his cum and cunt juice covered cock into 
hardness again.
 
�Work it, bitch, work it.� He said softly as he 
watched me fuck myself.  I was just beginning to feel 
a little excited when the cordless phone rang.  I 
froze and looked at him with terror in my eyes.  He 
put his hand on my wrist to keep me from pulling the 
rubber cock from my cunt.
 
�You will continue to fuck yourself while you talk to 
whoever it is calling you.� He instructed me.  �If you 
stop fucking yourself I will take the phone and tell 
the person on the other end exactly what you are 
doing.�  He paused while he picked up the cordless 
phone.  �Do you understand?�  He waited while I nodded 
�yes� then pushed the button on the phone and handed 
it to me.
 
�Hello.� I said.  He tapped my wrist to remind me to 
start fucking myself again.  I stroked the rubber cock 
in and out of my cunt while I listened on the phone.  
�It�s ok mom don�t worry about it...no...everything is 
OK...I just rushed from my room to answer the 
phone...� just at that point he grabbed my clit 
between his thumb and finger and squeezed it while he 
stroked it roughly.  An involuntary �..Uuhh...� came 
out of my mouth.  �...no, nah...ho, ma...om I�m ok...I 
just bumped my Ta...OHH, on the table leg.�
 
I closed my eyes and listened to my mothers concerned 
voice as I fucked my own cunt with the rubber cock and 
he pinched and pulled on my clit.  I felt so dirty and 
perverted talking to her on the phone while this was 
happening.  With those feelings my cunt spasmed and I 
just knew that I was going to cum soon and if I didn�t 
get mom off the phone she was going to hear me cum.
 
�Every things fine mom,� I assured her, using all my 
will power to keep my voice from revealing what was 
happening between my legs, �I need to lay back down 
now...Yea mom, I love you too.� I managed to hold of 
the orgasm long enough to push the button on the 
phone, making sure my mom was disconnected.  Then I 
let the phone slip from my hand and land on the floor 
as my body undulated on the table and a loud moan came 
from somewhere deep inside me.
 
�AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH...GODDAMNTIT...AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH...
SHIIIIIIIIIIITTT...OOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW...FUCKMEFUCKME�  I 
was now using both hands to fuck the rubber cock in 
and out of my aching cunt just as hard and as fast as 
I could.  He was pulling on my clit so hard I thought 
he was going to pull it off.  Every muscle in my body 
felt like it was going to cramp forever.  
�OHSHITOHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT�  I just kept saying that 
over and over.  My mind blanked out.  It was the most 
painful/pleasurable cum I�d ever had up to that point.
 
Without even waiting for my orgasm to finish he pushed 
my legs up and apart as far as they would go and 
pushed his now re-hardened cock into my ass.  I was 
still hanging onto the rubber cock in my cunt as his 
real cock forced my ass open and slipped inside me.  
He pushed my hands away from the rubber cock and 
fiddled with the end of it.  Suddenly it seemed to 
come alive inside me.  I could feel the vibrations 
throughout my whole body.
 
He pushed the now buzzing rubber cock as far as it 
would go into my cunt, only stopping when its base was 
pushed up against my clit.  I couldn�t tell if the 
vibrating base of the cock pushed up against my clit 
made it hurt, or made it feel good.  Somehow it seemed 
to do both at the same time.  He banged his cock into 
my ass with a fierce concentration that was almost 
scary.  I could tell this was going to be a long fuck.
 
And, wouldn�t you know it, shortly after he had his 
hip-pounding fuck rhythm set up that damn cordless 
phone rang again.  He didn�t even slow down as I 
groped around under me trying to find the ringing 
phone.  My whole body was shaking from his pounding 
ass fuck and vibrating from the rubber cock buzzing in 
my cunt when I pushed the button on the phone and 
answered it.
 
�Hu...low.� I managed to get out.  It was my dad this 
time, calling to check up on his little girl.  
�I...uh...I�m doing...fi...ine...da...deee.�  I looked 
up and he was grinning at me while he watched me 
talking to my daddy on the phone as he fucked in and 
out of my ass.  �Yea, daddy, 
I...um...not...fee....ling...too bad.�  I managed to 
get out.  I had felt really dirty and nasty talking to 
my mother while I was fucking myself with the rubber 
cock, but it was different with my daddy.  I could 
almost feel my cunt clamping down on the rubber cock 
as I listened to my daddy�s deep voice over the phone.  
I�d never realized how totally sexy my daddy�s voice 
was.  I don�t think I�ll ever be able to hear my 
daddy�s voice again without getting wet between my 
legs.
 
�I�m do...ing OK, da...uddy.  How are you?�  I 
realized that I was intentionally keeping him on the 
phone, keeping him talking so I could listen to his 
deep sexy voice while the neighbor fucked my ass.  I 
listened while my daddy told me how is morning was 
going, then said goodby.
 
�Bye bye daddy, I love you.�  I don�t think I ever 
said �I love you� to my daddy in quite that way 
before.  The phone slipped from my hand again and I 
closed my eyes.  I imagined that it was my daddy 
fucking me instead of the neighbor.  I kind of �zoned 
out� at that time, going through a set of almost 
continues orgasms, each one more intense that the 
previous.  They got so strong that they scared me.
 
The cock fucking in and out of my ass seemed to last 
forever.  I was lost in the tremendous series of cums 
and sometime later realized I was lying on the table 
with my legs draped over the end and nobody fucking 
me.  A wave of disappointment that I was no longer 
being fucked washed over me, along with a wave of 
humiliation from the memory of how I had imagined my 
daddy fucking me.  I couldn�t help it, I cried again.  
How could I imagine such things about my daddy?
 
I sat up on the coffee table and found myself sitting 
in a large sticky puddle of cum and cunt juice that 
had collected under me during the marathon ass fuck.  
I looked around the room, and saw that I was alone.  I 
stood up and walked toward a door I heard noise coming 
from.  I found myself in his kitchen.  He was working 
at the counter.  He seemed to sense my presents and 
turned around.
 
�Hey sleepy slut,� he said in an almost affectionate 
tone of voice, �you ready for some lunch?�  Seeing his 
naked body reminded me that I was still naked also.  

�Sit down.� He indicated a chair at the kitchen table. 
�I�ve just finished making us some ham and cheese on 
rye sandwiches.�  I sat down.  He walked across the 
room and sat a plate with a sandwich on it in front of 
me.  He sat the other plate in front of the chair 
across from mine then went to the refrigerator and got 
two cokes for us to drink.  Returning to the table, he 
sat down and looked at me.  I, of course blushed.
 
�Eat up.� He said pushing my plate a little closer to 
me. �You�ve got to build up your strength for this 
afternoon�s activities.�  He finished with a wink and 
a grin that sent chills down my spine.  I picked up 
the sandwich and took a bite of it.  I couldn�t under 
stand it but the casual nakedness of us sitting at the 
table eating without clothes on embarrassed me more 
that having him fuck me.
 
There are only a few things I remember about the day I 
told my parents I was sick and stayed home from 
school.  Mostly I just remember that every time my mom 
or dad would call to check on me the neighbor had his 
cock inside one of my holes.  The most memorable time 
was when he had me on my hands and knees on top of the 
coffee table fucking my mouth and throat.  The 
cordless phone rang, he picked it up and handed it to 
me then while I said hello to my dad the neighbor's 
huge hard cock was sliding into my ass hole at the 
other end of the table.  I talked to my daddy for 
almost fifteen minutes while the neighbor fucked my 
ass.  Then, after cuming deep inside by bowels, he 
walked around the table and rubbed his dripping cock 
all over my face while I told my daddy good bye and 
that I loved him.
 
Late in the afternoon he had me lay on my back on the 
coffee table and hold my legs up and apart as far as 
possible.  I thought he was going to fuck me again.  I 
remember thinking that he�d better hurry or my bratty 
little brother would be home from school.  The 
neighbor got a tube of something, I still to this day 
don�t know what it was.  He squeezed out generous 
amounts and rubbed it into my nipples, then into my 
clit and cunt lips.  He put a huge gob of it on two of 
his fingers and worked it deep into my cunt.  He 
smeared it over my asshole, then worked gobs of it 
into my ass just like he had into my cunt.
 
As soon as he was done he pulled me up from the table, 
put the cordless phone in my hand, and pushed me out 
the front door.  I was used to this, I had to dress on 
his front porch all the time.  I looked around the 
porch floor expecting to see a pile of clothes and 
found none.  I was obviously going to have to go home 
naked.  I went down his driveway toward the back of 
his house then climbed over the low fence into our 
back yard.  Unfortunately the back door was locked.  
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I realized I had to go 
to the front door to get in.  I looked around then 
grabbed the cushion from the chase lounge.  Holding 
the cushion in front of me I dashed up the driveway 
and into the front door.
 
I ran to my room and pulled some clothes on just as I 
heard my brother coming in the front door and yelling 
�hi� to me.  I rushed into the kitchen to set the 
table and get the cooking started for dinner.  I 
almost dropped a stack of dinner plates when it hit.  
The fire hit my nipples, cunt and ass all at the same 
time.  It started out as intense itchy �tight� 
feelings that made my nipples hard and made me want to 
run up stairs and �do� myself with the rubber cock.
 
I managed to get the table set, pausing whenever my 
brother was out of the room to reach down in my pants 
and finger my cunt or ass trying to relieve the 
intense burning feelings that were building.  The 
�fire� in my cunt made me leak moisture so profusely 
that it actually ran down my thighs almost to my 
knees.    I ran upstairs and changed into a skirt, no 
way did I want a wet spot growing in the crotch of my 
shorts.
 
Dinner was pure torture.  I struggled to set still and 
not cram my whole hand up my cunt or ass.  I 
concentrated on not squirming in my chair, and the 
more I worked to not react to the feelings, the more 
aware of the burning sensations I became.  As soon as 
I could get away I ran to my room and slammed the 
door.  Then I got the rubber cock from under my 
panties and, after throwing myself on the bed with my 
legs spread wide, fucked my cunt as hard as I could 
with the cock.
 
After a few minutes I switched to my ass since it was 
burning also.  I didn�t know what to do about my 
nipples.  I soon discovered that by fucking my cunt 
and ass I had just worked the salve deeper into myself 
causing a more intense sensation.  I desperately 
looked around the room, I needed something in both 
holes at the same time.  I settled on the handle of my 
hairbrush for my ass and the rubber cock for my cunt.
 
I spent the evening laying on my bed frantically 
fucking my ass and cunt for a while then, leaving the 
hair brush and cock inside me, I�d pinch and pull on 
my nipples trying to calm down the fire that kept them 
hard and tender.  I kept up the non-stop cycling from 
fucking my holes to pinching my nipples while the 
mattress under me got wetter and wetter.  I could 
smell my cunt, I wondered if my daddy and brother 
could smell me as they walked down the hallway outside 
the door.
 
As the time passed my wrists grew sore, my nipples 
became engorged and tender to the touch.  It got to 
the point where it hurt almost too much to continue, 
but I couldn�t stop for more than a minute or two 
before the burning sensations made me start up again, 
no matter how raw and sore I was.  I cried as I fucked 
myself and pinched my nipples.  Please I begged no one 
in general, please make it stop.
 
All this self-fucking and nipple pulling and I didn�t 
cum even once.  Whatever it was that he used to make 
me burn seemed to stop me from cuming also.  It was 
the most frustrating night I�d ever had, I couldn�t 
stop fucking myself, but no mater how long, how hard 
or how fast I fucked the cock and brush handle in and 
out of my cunt and ass I couldn�t cum.
 
Finally in the early morning hours the burning calmed 
down enough for me to drift off into a troubled sleep.  
I fell asleep with tears running down my cheeks, and 
with the cock and brush handle still buried deep 
inside my body.  As soon as I was asleep I dreamed.  
It was a dream where I watched myself as well as 
feeling what the �dream� me was feeling.
 
It was Sunday morning and we were getting ready for 
church.  As we gathered in the front room all dressed 
in our best clothes, the doorbell rang.  Daddy 
answered the door and spoke intensely to the neighbor 
who had rung the bell.  Daddy glanced over at me 
several times, and I wasn�t sure I liked the way he 
looked at me.  Daddy and the neighbor shook hands then 
Daddy came over to me and, taking me by my arm, 
explained to me that I was going to have to spend the 
day with the neighbor instead of going to church.  As 
he explained this he walked me over to the door and 
handed me over to the neighbor.
 
The neighbor and I stood on our front porch and waved 
as my mom, dad, and brother drove off in the car.  As 
soon as they were out of sight the neighbor ripped my 
good clothes from my body.  I tried to fight him off.  
I didn�t want my best dress torn and ruined.  But my 
fighting was useless and soon I was standing sweaty, 
flushed and naked on the front porch as cars drove by 
and boys honked their horns and yelled obscenities at 
me.  I cried and begged the neighbor to let me go 
inside and get dressed.
 
He laughed at me then put a thick chain around my neck 
and locked it with a heavy padlock.  He hooked a 
lighter chain to the one around my neck then gave it a 
pull as he led me off the porch and down to the 
sidewalk.  I almost stumbled several times as he 
yanked on the chain like it was a leash.  He walked me 
slowly down the street towards the center of town.  As 
we walked I cried and begged him to take me home.  
Every time he caught me trying to cover myself up with 
my hands he�d slap me hard then make me lean over from 
the waist and display my cunt to the cars going by 
until he thought I�d been punished enough, then we�d 
move on.
 
Soon we had a whole crowd of men and boys following 
behind us.  Cars would slow down and honk their horns.  
Teenage boys would lean out of the car windows and ask 
him if I was for sale.  He�d always say �No, but I 
might rent her out for awhile.� Then he�d laugh and 
yank on the leash to get me moving again.  As we made 
our way down the street I realized that my cunt was 
getting wetter and wetter.  With a great shock I 
realized that I wanted these obscene boys and men to 
fuck me.
 
Even as I realized this I pulled against the chain and 
begged him to take me back home.  That realization 
only made me cry harder.  I didn�t want to be a 
perverted slut whore who couldn�t wait for a crowd of 
men to start fucking her.  I wanted to be a nice girl, 
a good girl, a girl my daddy would be proud of and 
love.  When I fought the chain too much he grabbed me 
from behind and stood me on the curb with my legs 
spread and fingered my cunt in full view of the 
passing cars.
 
The honking horns, the hoots and shouts of �slut� and 
�whore� turned me on but also embarrassed and 
humiliated me.  For several days I had been thinking 
what a slut I was for getting turned on even when I 
was embarrassed and humiliated, then I suddenly 
realized it was the embarrassment and humiliation that 
was turning me on.  God, I felt worse than ever, what 
kind of little slut whore perv would get turned on 
being shamed and humiliated?
 
He released me and yanked on the chain to get me 
moving down the road again.  I stumbled and fell.  He 
stepped over to where I was laying on the ground and 
pulled up on the chain.  It was either stand up or get 
choked.  I struggled to my feet and looked at myself 
as we walked down the street again.  I had beg dirty 
spots on my tits where they had laid on the sidewalk.  
My legs and arms were also dirty from the sidewalk.  
My neatly done hair was becoming tangled and messy 
looking.
 
When we reached the center of town the neighbor looped 
the other end of the chain around a light pole and 
locked it with another padlock.  After he yanked on 
the lock to insure it was secure he turned and after 
shouting �she�s all yours
 boys� turned and, without a single look back walked 
off toward where we lived.
 
�NOOOOOO� I screamed as I backed up against the pole.  
�OHHH GOOOD PLEASE DON�T DO THIS TO ME.� I shouted 
after him.  He kept walking like  he had not heard me.  
The men and boys crowded around me.  I could see them 
unzipping their pants and pulling out impossibly large 
hard cocks.  Three of four of them grabbed me and 
pulled me away from the post.  They leaned me over and 
held me while a man forced his huge cock into my cunt.  
Another man stepped up and pushed his into my mouth.  
Soon they were fucking my body like it was a carnival 
ride.
 
As the men fucked me and moved aside making way for 
the next one I could hear cars pulling up and doors 
slamming as more people joined the crowed waiting to 
use my body.  The men took turns holding me bent over 
with my arms pulled up behind my back while they 
fucked me two at a time.  One cock in my mouth and the 
other in my cunt or ass depending on the individual 
preferences of the man doing the fucking.
 
As the forth of fifth man pulled his cock from my 
mouth and pumped his load of cum onto my face and hair 
I saw a policeman approaching.  Oh god thank you, I 
thought as the blue uniformed man pushed his way 
through the crowd.
 
�Make way, make way.� He ordered as he pushed the men 
aside and approached me.  The man behind me never 
stopped fucking in and out of my ass.  The officer 
used his nightstick under my chin to pull my head up 
so he could look at my face.  I held my breath waiting 
for him to order the men to disperse then take me to 
the hospital where I could be treated.  My hope 
collapsed as he slowly lifted his left hand and after 
grabbing his zipper tab, paused for just a moment 
before ever so slowly pulling the zipper of his 
trousers down.
 
Still holding my head in position with his nightstick 
the officer pulled his huge already hardening cock 
from his pants and pushed its head against my lips.  
With a moan of surrender I parted my lips and felt his 
cock slide over my tongue and down into my throat.
 
�There, there,� the officer spoke soothingly as he 
fucked his cock deeper and deeper into my throat, 
�that�s a good little slut bitch.�  Instead of the 
frantic fucking I had been receiving from the other 
men, the policeman fucked my mouth with long slow 
strokes moving his cock all the way out to my lips 
then pushing it all the way down my throat until my 
nose pushed into his kinky pubic hair.
 
All the while the officer fucked my mouth I was 
unaware of the other men fucking my cunt or ass.  The 
officer talked almost constantly in soothing tones 
�Yes my little whore, you�re about to drink the city�s 
finest cum.� He would say.  �Take it all in my little 
fuck doll, take it all.�  Then he held my nose buried 
in his pubic hair and I could feel his huge cock 
twitching in my throat as he emptied himself into my 
stomach.  After he came in me the officer zipped 
himself up then saying �carry on men� he turned and 
went on his way.
 
Even with all these cocks fucking me I still had not 
cum.  I squeezed my cunt muscles, rocked my ass, and 
fucked myself back onto them, all in an attempt to get 
them to cum sooner so the next man could fuck me.  I 
was constantly sure that the next cock, the next fuck 
would be the one to send me over the edge, the one to 
make me cum.  As each new cock would slide into my 
body I would know even before it was all the way in 
that this cock was also not the one, that I wouldn�t 
cum with this fuck.  So each time I would look 
excitedly, expectantly at the next man then face the 
disappointment of knowing that he was not the one even 
as I did everything I could to hurry his cuming.
 
The crowed thinned out enough that I could see the 
cars going by.  I saw the family car pull up and daddy 
get out of the passenger side.  That was strange 
enough since he always drove, but mom looked at me and 
waved cheerfully as she and my smirking kid brother 
drove off down the road.  Daddy pushed his way through 
the crowed of men and approached me.  I could see his 
hard cock bulging against the inside of his pants.
 
In my dream my daddy stood in front of me and unzipped 
his pants even slower than the officer had.  He slowly 
reached into his fly and pulled out the biggest 
hardest cock I�d ever seen.  As soon as I saw it I 
new, this was the cock that would make me cum.  This 
was the cock that would be my savior.  After showing 
me his magnificent cock and stroking it a few times 
while I watched my daddy slowly walked around behind 
me.  I could feel his hands on my hips, I could feel 
the massive helmet shaped head of his cock touch my 
over used cunt lips.  I held my breath waiting for 
�the� cock to enter my cunt.
 
I suddenly snapped awake.  I was laying on the bed my 
hands between my legs and the rubber cock and the 
brush handle still inside my poor tired over used cunt 
and ass.  Even though there was no one in the room to 
see me I hid my head in shame and humiliation.  I 
pulled my hands from my crotch and looked at them.  
They were covered with my cunt lubricant.  The bed 
squished as I sat up and moved over to the edge.  I 
had not known that a woman could produce that much 
liquid from her cunt.
 
My nipples were about three times larger than normal 
and throbbed if even a light breeze touched them.  
They looked like raw meat.  I didn�t dare touch either 
of them.  My cunt and ass felt like raw meat.  I 
spread my legs and gently touched my swollen clit.  I 
pulled my finger away and winced in pain.  �I 
definitely over fucked myself.� I mumbled as I headed 
for the bathroom and a long hot shower.  I washed 
carefully and gently only wincing occasionally when I 
would touch the wrong place a little too hard.  I 
chose clothes that would protect and comfort my sore 
abused nipples, cunt and ass.
 
At the breakfast table my mom and especially my dad 
tried to talk me into staying home another day, 
telling me how tired and sick I looked.  Daddy looked 
really disappointed when I insisted that I had to go 
to school.  Then he shrugged his shoulders and said 
�whatever you want, honey�.   I had to go to school, 
it was the only chance I had to get some rest.  If I 
stayed home the neighbor would be fucking my sore cunt 
before my parent�s car had turned the corner at the 
end of the block.
 
All day at school I thought about what was happening 
to me, the neighbor forcing me to do all these 
perverted things, the marathon self-fuck last night 
and the dream, especially the dream.  I stayed wet all 
day thinking about it.  I blew off the last two 
classes and headed home early.  I went the long way 
around the block so I could approach our house from 
the other side.  I wanted a couple of hours to think 
about and explore this idea that my daddy would want 
to fuck me, or maybe just that I wanted my daddy to 
want to fuck me.
 
I thought I had gotten to the house without anyone in 
the neighbor�s house being able to see me, but just as 
I walked past the phone in the hallway it rang.  I 
knew immediately who it was.  I thought about ignoring 
it and trying to make him think I wasn�t home but then 
I thought about the pictures he had.  Not only the 
first ones he took, but also there were the ones he 
had taken of me putting on �shows� in my bedroom at 
night.  I picked up the receiver and listened.  He 
didn�t even wait for me to say �Hello�.
 
�You thought you could sneak into the house did you, 
slut?� he chuckled.  �Well now you are going to have 
to be punished.  Get your slutty little cunt over 
here.� Then he hung up.  I sighed and walked with 
growing resignation over to the neighbor�s house.  As 
usual the door opened before I could ring the bell.  
The door slammed shut behind me and I heard the lock 
being turned before I realized there was another man 
in the room.  A man I�d never seen before.  On the TV 
they were watching the tape of me fucking myself in 
front of the window.
 
I shook my head �no� and backed toward the door.  The 
neighbor caught me by my arms and pulled my elbows 
back and pinned them behind me with one of his arms.  
This forced my breasts out and rubbed my still sore 
nipples on the inside of my bra cups.   The neighbor 
holding me in this helpless position walked me over to 
where the other man was sitting on the couch.
 
�This is Frank.� He announced as we approached him. �I 
owe him fifty bucks and I agreed to let him spend a 
couple of hours fucking you instead of paying him 
cash.�
 
�Oh god no,� I begged as I struggled to get away from 
him.  �I don�t want to fuck anybody else.�  The 
neighbor pushed me forward until I was standing 
between Frank's knees.
 
�Look at this, slut, before you say what you�re not 
going to do.�  Still holding me facing Frank the 
neighbor grabbed a handful of my hair and twisted my 
head around so I could see the TV screen.  On the 
screen I saw me naked and kneeling between the 
neighbors legs as I sucked on his hard cock.  There 
was no sign of me being forced.  In fact, I had to 
admit it looked like I was quite enthusiastic about my 
cock sucking assignment.
 
While I was being forced to watch myself sucking cock 
Frank reached up under my blouse and pulled my bra off 
my breasts then massaged my tits and my sore nipples.  
I continued to struggle and say no, but when Frank�s 
hand slipped up my thighs under my skirt, I spread my 
legs without being told to.  I winced when his fingers 
slipped into my still raw sore cunt.  The neighbor 
released my hair, but I still watched myself sucking 
on his cock.
 
�I want to show you what a total rape slut this bitch 
is.�  The neighbor told his friend, Frank.  �As you 
saw on the earlier video our little whore fucked her 
self raw last night.�  Oh god no, I thought feeling 
the shame and humiliation of knowing that this 
stranger had watched a tape of me fucking myself 
insanely.  Frank pinched my clit and I jumped and 
yelped with pain.
 
�She�s so raw and sore that it�s going to hurt her 
like a bitch when we fuck her.  We�ll have to take 
turns holding her down while the other fucks her.� He 
reached around and pinched one of my still raw 
nipples, �no�, I yelled and started struggling again. 

�It�s going to be just like raping her.�  My neighbor 
was still holding my arms behind my back, Frank picked 
up my feet and they laid me down on the coffee table.  
I wondered for a moment how many other woman had been 
raped and abused on this table.
 
My neighbor sat straddling the table and continued to 
hold my arms behind my back.  He held me with my head 
and shoulders up off the table so I could see what 
Frank was doing.  Frank grabbed my ankles and seemed 
to enjoy wrestling with me as I attempted to keep him 
from pushing my legs apart.  He dropped his pants 
revealing his already hard cock then pushed my legs 
apart and forced it into me.  I bucked and kicked, not 
from pleasure but from pain.  I tried to push him off, 
I tired to kick him, I tried to pull my arms away from 
my neighbor so I could hit him.
 
�God this feels good.� He said looking at my neighbor.  
I wanted to lay still and not make it better for them, 
but it hurt too much for me to not try to fight them 
off.
 
�She�s such a rape slut,� my neighbor replied to 
Frank, �that I�ll bet that fifty I owe you, plus 
another fifty that she cums before you're finished 
fucking her.  Frank slammed his cock into me hard 
smashing his body against my tender clit and making me 
yelp and struggle even more.
 
�OK,� Frank panted, �It�s a bet.�  Then he leaned over 
and bit my right nipple.  I screamed and then screamed 
again when he bit the other one, then I came.  I could 
not believe it myself, but I came as soon as he bit my 
sore nipples.  The two men laughed at me and 
congratulated themselves for having such a nasty 
little rape slut to fuck.  I felt shamed and 
humiliated.
 
 
 


  
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