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It was Saturday evening. Eric Collins drove down a street lined with rundown houses and closed stores. Garbage was up and down the sidewalks. He parked his car in an empty parking lot. The few other cars were mostly abandoned and gutted.



Looking nervously around, he walked to a seedy building nearby. A neon marquee sign with interchangeable letters greeted him from above the entrance. It gave the building the look of an old movie theatre. Only, this wasn’t a movie theatre but a strip club instead.



In big bold letters, the sign read:



THE RED ROSE CLUB

LIVE ‘N’ LOADED

SATURDAY STAR SHOW



Eric had never been to this sleazy club. He hadn’t even driven through this dirty part of town before. Until recently, he had never heard of the club. And now that he was standing in front of it, the strip joint didn’t look invitingly at all.



His interest had been piqued last week when one of his buddies from work had started chattering about the new ‘Red Rose Whore’.



“That’s one nasty bitch, dude!” he had told Eric over and over again. “You can live out your filthiest fantasies with that kinky whore!”



“She’s called Queeny Ho and she’s definitely the queen of hoes in town! She’s down for everything, man! And I mean EVERTHING!” he had continued gushing about this particular hooker nonstop.



After a full week of listening to his buddy raving about the smoking hot whore, Eric had finally gotten convinced to visit the club. So here he was – an average Joe about to enter a seedy strip joint in the town’s sleazy redlight district for the first time in his life.



Heading inside, Eric went down a short, dark hallway before stepping into the main room. It was a large area with a main stage at one end and two smaller stages at the corners of the opposite side. In between those stages, a seating area with a wide range of tables and chairs was located.



A platinum blonde bimbo was dancing in the spotlight of the main stage giving a strip show. As it was pretty early on a Saturday evening, the club wasn’t packed yet. Despite the dim light, Eric was able to notice that there were two different kinds of guests present. A couple of men looked like regulars chatting with the barkeeper or the waitresses while most guests appeared to be some kind of fanboys. They were easy to identify as they were either holding a camera or a photo of the blonde stripper. Remembering the large poster at the club entrance, Eric figured that the blonde bimbo had to be a famous pornstar feature dancing at the club.



He took a seat next to a regular. It was an older guy with a receding hairline. Looking at the main stage, something else caught Eric’s attention. In front of it, a woman was kneeling on the ground. She had long, jet, dark red hair that flowed down her shoulders and an incredible pair of perfectly shaped, firm D-cup tits. This had to be Queeny Ho. The ‘Red Rose Whore’ his buddy had been raving about.



And his pal had been telling the truth. She looked ravishing with the face of a supermodel and the full-figured, curvy body of a Playboy bunny. She was definitely way too hot to be working as a low, cheap hooker in such a seedy club.



Even more surprising than the whore’s striking beauty was the scene happening right in front of his eyes. He had been expecting a lot of different things but none of that came even close to what he was seeing.



The ‘Red Rose Whore’ was completely naked except for a pair of black fencenet stockings and pink vinyl platform ankle boots. Instead of a dress, she was wearing a leather collar around her neck. A silver chain was attached to the front hook of the collar. The chain hung down the whore’s front, ran though her legs and was tied behind her back to the strip pole in the middle of the main stage.



It wasn’t simply a leash though. It looked more like an accessory cladding the ginger slut – an incredibly obscene accessory. The silver chain didn’t end at the collar. Instead, it was threaded through the hook and split in two parts. Each part was attached to one of the slut’s silver tit rings and extended down to her silver labia rings. Each part then ran through a cunt ring from the outside and got linked back together in the middle right above her pussy. This way, the leash was one long single chain attached to all four rings in a diamond form. If the leash got pulled, it caused a chain reaction pulling on all four rings concurrently.



As the leash was rather short, it pulled the whore’s cunt rings up spreading her twat open and invitingly exposing her tender, pink pussy flesh. At the same time, it pushed her big, juicy funbags up to her chin making them stand up firmly.



In addition to this fetish attire, her arms were cuffed behind her back and some words were written over her forehead and belly with red lipstick. On her forehead, Eric could make out the words:



‘CUM DUMP’



All over her belly, the service on sale was advertised:



ROCK-BOTTOM WHORE – ROCK-BOTTOM PRICE



FUCK ANY HOLES – DECIDE ABOUT THE PRICE



Eric couldn’t believe his eyes. This was the filthiest, most debauched scene he had ever witnessed. On one hand, Queeny Ho looked like a scorching hot glamour model. On the other hand, she was dressed up like a will-less slave.



Looking at the submissive figure in front of the stage was enough to bring Eric’s cock to live. In a heartbeat his dick was erect. Thus, it only shocked him the more that no one else paid any attention to the ravishing slut. None of the guys seemed to give a shit about her. Instead, they rather watched the strip show although the dance routine seemed to be more than lame.



Leaning over to his old table neighbour, he asked.



“Why is no one using that leashed whore?”



“Hehehe!” the old guy responded with some hoarse laughter.



“Nailed that piece of fuckmeat just yesterday!” he explained. “She’s a great fuck but she’s the daily whore in here. You can tap that ass any day.”



“Look at that blond bitch!” he continued pointing at the stripper on the main stage. “She’s today’s special star. A real pornstar! Got all her videos! Jerked off to her countless times!



“Maybe, I can get a piece of that ass later when the strip show’s over. Better save my cream for some fresh ass! I can nail the ‘Red Rose Whore’ any day again.” he concluded.



For a moment, Eric was taken aback by the blunt explanation of the club regular. But obviously, the old geezer wasn’t alone with his opinion. Apparently, all the regulars had already vented their lust on all of her fuckholes extensively. Now, they had gotten used to the ‘Red Rose Whore’ and were back on the hunt for some fresh meat. The fanboys on the other hand only had eyes for their favourite pornstar anyways.



This impression got confirmed by the ongoing action. While Eric had been talking with the old regular, Queeny Ho had gotten into motion. With her arms cuffed behind her back, she had crawled over to the first guy in line on her knees. In the process, she had to drag on the leash and the chain came into full effect.



With her back arched, the chain stretched her massive D-cup tits further upwards causing her full, ripe melons to bulge out from her chest to the effect that they got pressed up against her chin in an obscene display. The chain also pushed her piss flaps further up opening her pussyhole wide and showing off her pink fuck tunnel. As the leash hung down from the collar hook and ran through her legs, the chain was firmly pressed against her open, unprotected pussy flesh.



The first man the ginger whore reached was a fat guy sweating heavily. He was busy taking pictures of the blonde stripper. Kneeling in front of him, the leashed hooker asked.



“Please sir, may this fuckdoll serve you as a cum dump?”



At first, the guy didn’t react not even noticing the whore’s presence. She had to repeat her degrading plead one more time before he responded. With an annoyed expression on his face, the fat ugly guy lowered his camera and gave the kneeling whore a look-over.



“Can’t you see I’m busy, dim-witted bitch?” he shot back with a harsh voice before shooing the leashed hooker away.



Eric could hear the ‘Red Rose Whore’ whimpering in response to the fat guy’s mean reaction. With her head hanging down, she quickly crawled over to the next guy. As the first row was crowded with fanboys, she didn’t have any luck though. She got shooed away by all the guys.



Listening to such a gorgeous beauty begging to be used as nothing more than a cum dumpster and seeing her getting rejected by sleazy old geezers, fat ugly blokes and average Joe’s seemed incredibly pathetic to Eric. Her reactions clearly told him how humiliating it must feel for the ginger whore. She looked like a whipped dog with his tail between his legs. Still, she continued her degrading hooker march.



The second row was positioned pretty far off the main stage. Crawling there, Queeny Ho’s chain was pulled taut. Her cunt lips and fucktits were stretched out to the maximum and the chain pressed painfully into her soft inner pussy flesh. She was constantly whining and whimpering from the pressure by now.



Still, the leashed hooker pulled on the chain with all her might in an attempt to finally score a john. The way she was tearing on the chain like a dog and grovelling throughout the floor made her look even more pathetic and desperate.



“Please, ouh…, sir ouh…, use this piece of fuckmeat, ouh…, any way you want, ouh!”



By now, her pleading got interrupted by her whimpering. It had such a ridiculous sound to it that it only made the guys laugh about the pitiful whore.



Finally, a man in the second row was gracious enough to take the ‘Red Rose Whore’ up on her offer. But once again, the scene unravelling in front of Eric took him by surprise.



The desperate hooker didn’t get the chance to give the guy a blowjob. Instead, the bloke simply pointed at his feet. Queeny Ho reacted instantly. Eric could see her sticking out her tongue and tentatively starting to lick the instep of the guy’s left shoe.



The bloke gave her a few moments to properly spitshine his shoe. Apparently, the leashed hooker was licking away too slowly though. The bloke wasn’t satisfied with her work so he pushed his right foot up and put it on the back of her head. Standing on her head, he firmly pressed the ginger whore’s mouth onto the instep of his shoe.



This action took the ‘Red Rose Whore’ totally by surprise. She tried to fight back against this crude manhandling. Her legs desperately kicked out to all sides but it was to no avail. She wasn’t strong enough. Instead, it only increased the pressure from his foot on the back of her head.



The guy used his foot to push her head back and forth until the whore had scraped any dirt off his filthy shoe’s instep with her lips and tongue. He was using her mouth as nothing more than a shoeshine rag!



When he was satisfied with the whore’s work, he changed his feet making her lick the right shoe clean as well. This time, the ‘Red Rose Whore’ didn’t protest anymore. Instead, she submissively waited for his foot to press her mouth onto his right foot and guide her lips over the dirty instep.



Meanwhile, the guy pulled out his cock and started jacking off. After a few minutes, he grabbed Queeny Ho’s ginger hair and pushed her face in front of his straining dick. By now, her dark red lipstick had been smeared all over her cheeks. Unceremoniously, he dropped his load straight into her mouth. He didn’t even wait for the whore to swallow his gift before he took out a 10$ bill and threw it onto the ground. His attention was already directed back to the strip show.



As Queeny Hoe’s arms were cuffed behind her back, she had to bend down and pick up the dollar bill with her mouth. She mumbled a ‘Thank you’ before crawling to the next guy.



Eric was shocked once again. 10$ was far less than the price of a simple lap dance in any other strip club. The name ‘Rock-Bottom Whore’ somehow seemed more than justified.



By now, his dick was hard as a rock. The scene was so perverse. He had never seen a woman getting debased any deeper. He had never seen a woman being treated in such a devaluating way. He had never seen a woman degrading herself so willingly either.



The ginger whore had to crawl over to the next guy in line with the bill in her mouth as she couldn’t carry it any other way. The man didn’t even wait for her offer though. Instead, he simply kicked her ass when she stopped in front of him. Queeny Ho almost toppled over and fell onto her face. Just the taut chain stopped her body in a most painful way. Once again, Eric could hear the leashed hooker whimpering as much from the pain as from the utter humiliation.



With her make-up smeared over her face, her tits and pussy lips stretched obscenely wide by the chain and the dollar note in her mouth, the ‘Red Rose Whore’ couldn’t look any more pathetic or ridiculous.



Reaching the third guy in line, she had to spit the bill onto the ground before offering her service. By now, the constant pressure on her nipples and cunt lips gave her face a pained expression. Still, she begged the guy to be used as a cum dump.



The guy had a new task for Queeny Ho. She had to get up onto her feet, squat down and spread her legs wide. Then she had to lean back until her shoulders were on the ground. In this position, she was told to hump the guy’s leg like a dog to make herself cum. She had to pump the air with her hips to get into contact with his calf.



This submissive display gave all guys a good laugh. Eric could see her face taking on the dark red colour of her hair. The shame and embarrassment was burning on her cheeks. Adding insult to injury, the chain was painfully pressed into her tender cunt every time she pressed her pussy against the guy’s leg. Thereby, each hump was accompanied by a pained yelp.



Still, the ‘Red Rose Whore’ humped the leg like a demented sex addict in need of an orgasm. When she finally orgasmed her entire body was drenched in sweat from the effort.



In the meantime, the guy jacked off. Instead of dropping his gooey load of cum into her mouth though, he shot it straight onto the filthy, mucky floor. He added a 10$ bill to the gooey puddle on the ground.



Queeny Hoe couldn’t suppress a disgusted whimper when she bent down. Like a true rock bottom whore, she lapped up the sticky sperm and picked up the two dollar notes with her mouth. The grossed out expression on her face told Eric a distinct story about the state of the filthy floor. The thought alone was enough to make him shake in disgust.



Continuing her hooker march, the ‘Red Rose Whore’ scored one more john. It was one of the regulars. He made her turn around so her ass was in his direction. Then she had to put her face on the ground and stick her ass into the air.



With the leashed hooker helplessly kneeling in front of him, the man pushed his legs up and placed them on her ass. He used her as a simple footrest objectifying her as nothing more than a piece of furniture. Every now and then, he ran the filthy sole of his shoes over her spread open pussy making her twitch from the unexpected touch and groan at the same time. He didn’t stop until he had finished his drink. At least, it earned the ginger whore 5 bucks.



Finally the chain reached its maximum length putting an end to her degrading hooker march. Queeny Ho could pull as much as she wanted, it wouldn’t go any further. By then, her tits and labia had been stretched into new dimensions. Her funbags were stretched so wide, they had taken on the form of cones and looked like rockets ready to blast off.



The last guy in reach for the ‘Red Rose Whore’ was Eric Collins. His cock was pulsating and straining like mad from the perverted show. Before the whore had even offered her service, he had pulled out his dick, grabbed her head and pushed her mouth over his tool.



He was more than ready for the ultimate ‘Red Rose Experience’ and Queeny Ho finally got her mouth used as a proper fuckhole.















It was Saturday evening and Vanessa was kneeling in front of the main stage of the ‘Red Rose Club’. She had just given her first blowjob of the night to a new customer. Until then, this hooking shift had been the worst ever. She had never felt as humiliated before in her life.



She was used to being the center of attention in the ‘Red Rose Club’. During the last week, the new attraction of ‘Queeny Ho – the hot fuckslut’ had proven a goldmine. It had turned the club from a seedy, cheap, unfrequented strip joint into the hottest spot in the redlight district buzzing with guests. Pavone had even decided to turn the House-Specials into regular routines because of their tremendous success.



But weekends were a different case. All the other strip clubs and brothels in the redlight district were staging popular, well-known theme nights. And Pavone’s club was known for its live shows with guest strippers. These guest dancers were pornstars travelling from city to city and strip club to strip club. Most of them were big stars in the adult business their name alone was enough to bring new fans to the ‘Red Rose Club’.



These special theme nights implied that Vanessa got reduced to nothing more than a cum dump. An object, the customers could use for their quick satisfaction while focusing their attention on some popular pornstar.



Getting shunted off was more humiliating than any debasing sex act she had ever been forced to do. It hurt her pride. She was the ‘Red Rose Star’! She was the prettiest whore in town! She deserved to be the star of the weekend shows.



Of course, Pavone hadn’t given a rat’s ass on Vanessa’s opinion. The theme nights were a mainstay of the club and nothing would change that. On Saturdays, the featured pornstar gave a 30 minutes strip show starting each full hour. In between, she was giving autographs to her fans. During the dance shows, Vanessa had to serve as the leashed cum dump while she had to wait tables during the breaks.



Right now, the first dance shift was running. As it was early in the evening, the club was only half-full. Pavone had ordered her to earn at least 50 bucks during each dance shift. As no costumer had approached the ‘Cum Dump’ by themselves, she had been forced to grovel to the guests. It had only earned her 25§ though. So she had been more than happy when the final guy had asked for a blowjob. She had gone to town on his dick like a nympho worshipping it like it was her elixir of life. Fortunately, that guy had enjoyed her cocksucking so much he had paid the missing 25 bucks.



The evening had just started and Vanessa already couldn’t imagine being able to take this utter humiliation for the rest of the night. Kneeling back in front of the main stage, she remembered the way this Saturday had begun. It had gotten off to such a good start …















Friday night, Vanessa hadn’t gotten any sleep. After returning home from the restaurant, her mind had been in overdrive and the thoughts running wild inside her head had kept her on her toes.



Over and over again, the events from the restaurant had replayed in front of her inner eye. The walk of shame through Downtown dressed like a cheap, worthless street hooker with a slut-ad hanging off her tits had been an incredibly embarrassing experience. The introduction of Maria as the new office slut and Vanessa’s defeat in the slut-challenge had been a hard blow to her self-confidence. Connor preferring to fuck Maria using Vanessa as nothing more than the ‘Fluffer-Hoe’ had been extremely humiliating.



But the worst thing of it all had been losing her role as office slut. She had been driven down another peg on the status ladder. In the eyes of Stanton, Miller and Erickson, she was now a low hooker working her ass off in the ‘Red Rose Club’ once and for all.



And they were right. She wasn’t needed as a secretary and neither as the office slut anymore. Her only duty was to put her fuckholes on the chopping block for the quick satisfaction of sleazy lowlifes in order to pay back her contractual penalty.

This realization hit her harder than anything ever before and it mercilessly preyed her mind.



It felt like her entire self-image had been shattered into pieces. She had been the elegant, posh secretary who could twist any guy around her little finger with ease – even getting away with her arrogant ice-queen attitude in the country club. She was a classy secretary with a kinky secret – a classy secretary that lived out her submissive side by serving random men letting them treat her like a dirty, filthy whore.



The experiences of the past months had taught Vanessa that she needed both of her opposing, polar selves to feel complete. And she needed to make sure that she wouldn’t lose one of it.



The events in the restaurant had revealed that she couldn’t rely on Stanton and his lawyers. He had introduced her to the country club and paid her more money than she could have ever earned with her qualifications. But it had been all in return for her service as office slut. The moment she would have paid the entire contractual penalty, she wouldn’t be of any use for him and he would drop her like a hot brick.







During the night, Vanessa had been going through her options and her thoughts had wandered back to her time working as a secretary in the law-office. As she had signed a special contract, Stanton, Miller and Erickson had assumed she would never be able to turn her back on the company. Otherwise, she would have been marked as a whore for life never being able to find a decent job ever again.



Thus, she had worked closely with the three lawyers – like their private secretary. They had assigned her to work on several special deals they hadn’t wanted to involve the other secretaries in. Those deals had been more than risky and very juicy. There was a lot of money flowing and lots of real estate involved.



Of course, all the names of the business partners in the files and documents had been ciphered. But one day working on some papers, Vanessa had accidentally gotten a look into an electronic file that matched the anonymous codes to real names. Vanessa had immediately realized the importance of that file. So she had tried to memorize as many names as possible. Amongst others, Pavone and Connor had been on top of that list. Back then, Vanessa hadn’t recognized those names. But now, she knew these two men too well. Stanton kept this electronic file on an external hard drive which he either locked in his office vault or took home.



Vanessa was completely aware that this knowledge was compromising and highly dangerous for all persons involved. Now that she had lost her status as secretary and her role as queen bee of the country club was in danger, this knowledge came in handy.



She only knew too well that Pavone wouldn’t let her go after she had worked off her fine. Most definitely, he was planning to keep his ‘Red Rose Whore’ in his club as she was making him tons of money.



But the public hotel incident and Stanton’s way of handling the situation told her one thing for sure. The lawyers were more than sensitive about her role as office-slut and they didn’t want to get it publicized under any circumstances. There was no other reason for keeping Mark as her watchdog.



For the moment, she couldn’t use her compromising knowledge about Stanton and Pavone’s deceptive business practices. After all, she was deeply entangled in all of these illegal activities. She had helped them conduct their illegal activities so she was an accomplice.



Still, the knowledge could be more than helpful. She needed to make sure that she wouldn’t be dragged down with all the men and she needed some security against Pavone. She didn’t even care if their activities were uncovered or not. All she wanted was to keep her country club status and financial security.



She couldn’t risk being the one toppling over backwards and taking the fall. Stanton, Pavone and Connor were no persons to mess with easily. So she needed to put some pieces into place before she was on the safe side.



Nevertheless, it felt good to have a plan. But first of all, she needed to find a way to keep up her posh lady-self.







When Vanessa arose from her bed on Saturday morning, there was only one thing on her mind. She couldn’t accept the loss of her ice-queen self. She finally had to realize her eternal goal – becoming a spoilt trophy wife.



She put on an elegant summer dress and headed straight to the country club. She didn’t even bother telling Mark about it. Instead, she immediately called Steve when she left her apartment building. Steve was the young physician she had met in the country club a few times who had taken a real liking to her.



After the severe humiliations of last night, Vanessa needed to be treated like a real lady. And she needed to make sure that she retained access to the exclusive country club. The easiest way was to officially become Steve’s girlfriend and in the long run more than that.



Until then, she would have repaid the contractual fine by working in the ‘Red Rose Club’. Steve would be her ticket away from Pavone and the lawyers. They couldn’t allow other members of the country club to get aware of their shady businesses and Vanessa had to minimize the risk of Steve finding out about her whore past. Thereby, it would be a win-win-situation for all of them. Vanessa would live a posh life keeping her insider information to herself. Pavone and SEP would continue their business practices undisturbed while keeping Vanessa on their radar and her whore past a secret.







The dinner with Steve in the country club went just as Vanessa had hoped for. He treated her like a real princess and the two chatted for a long time. When she had to leave, he invited her to a cocktail party on Sunday. She felt closer to her destiny than ever before. Her life goal of becoming a posh trophy wife felt within reach. Getting invited to these high-class events was the next step on her way into the high society.



Leaving Steve and the country club, Vanessa felt reassured of her lady-self again. The other women in the club still considered her their queen bee. With her knowledge about the connections between SEP, Pavone and Connor this wouldn’t change. She was certain that they wouldn’t risk exposing her. They had too much to lose.



Everything was going smoothly with Steve and soon she wouldn’t need Miller or Stanton any further as her access ticket to the club.







On her way out, she nearly bumped into a security guard. It turned out to be the one fat, middle-aged guard she disliked the most.



Each time that particular guard was on duty, he blatantly devoured her full-figured, curvy body. It always felt like he was undressing Vanessa with his eyes giving her the creeps.



In the country club, Vanessa was always in full lady mode and the slutty part of her self was buried in the rearmost corner of her mind. Therefore, she was particularly sensitive to the guard’s lecherous behaviour.



Each time she met him, Vanessa reacted the same way becoming all reactant and acting as abrasive as possible. She always flashed her most arrogant expression and behaved as snotty as possible to show him in no uncertain terms that she was way out of his league.



This time, he walked out of his duty station the exact moment Vanessa passed by. When she bumped into him, he got a good feel of her tits. Vanessa’s blood was boiling. The guard was going too far. She was about to make a scene right there. She started cussing him out but he only leered at her. The more she swore at him, the bigger his evil, leering smile grew. Vanessa kept on cussing the guy out until she realized that there was no one around to watch or hear the argument. So she stopped in despair and stormed off with a crimson face.







The moment she stepped into her car, she had already calmed down. The day was going too good to get worked up over some low, insignificant lecher.



After yesterday’s events, the visit to the country club had been the perfect idea. She had lived and breathed her lady-self for the day. Now, she was more than ready to live out her slut-self during the night.







After a visit to Vanessa’s favourite beauty salon where she had gotten a full spoiling session and a fresh French manicure, she arrived at the ‘Red Rose Club’ with Mark at her side.



Since Mark had started working for Pavone as Vanessa’s watchdog, he had turned into his loyal henchman. By now, he had earned Pavone’s full trust and got assigned to more and more areas of responsibility. It seemed like he had finally found his calling. He appeared like a completely new person. The slacker hanging around the house and watching TV all day long was completely gone. Instead, he was full of beans bubbling over with confidence. In a short space of time, he had earned respect from everyone working at the club from the waitresses to the bouncers.







As soon as Vanessa had arrived at the club, she changed into her stripper outfit. It was a metallic pink two-piece set with a front tie halter top, a matching pink metallic ruffle mini skirt, black fencenet stockings and pink platform ankle boots with 6″ heels. No bra or panties were part of the outfit.



The top was only held up by the tie between her tits. It left her belly completely free showing off her ‘Trailer Trash Whore’ flame ring tattoo that circled her bellybutton and ‘Queeny Ho’ lower back tramp stamp. Only the ‘Property of Pavone’ stamp tattoo was covered by the mini skirt. The skirt didn’t hide much else though. It was so tiny that it didn’t even cover the lower half of her ass. All in all, it perfectly fit the description of a stripper outfit.



When she had just finished getting dressed, Pavone called her into his office. Obviously, he wanted to introduce the star of the Saturday Live Show personally to Vanessa. However, the word ‘star’ had a hollow ring to it. Vanessa didn’t expect to meet a real star but a worn-out whore that had been shooting adult videos for years and was now doing the dance circuit routine living off her famous name from the past.







Entering the office, Pavone sat at his desk and next to him stood a woman that looked completely different from what Vanessa had expected.



The pornstar greeting her was about the same age as Vanessa with long, straight, platinum blonde hair and blue eyes. She was petite with a small height and had an incredible hourglass figure. Her waist was tiny while her tits were huge. The round, overblown, plastic flesh-balloons looked incredibly fake but also very familiar.



It was Maria!



Vanessa stood in the office with a gaping mouth totally flabbergasted and her heart skipped a beat. Once again, Maria’s appearance came as a total surprise catching her off guard.



What was she doing here? What did Pavone plan with Maria?



Her former best friend was Stanton’s new office-slut. But that was no reason for her to be in the ‘Red Rose Club’.



Vanessa couldn’t believe that Maria showed up at the club. This was her territory! She was the queen bee in this place! And she wouldn’t tolerate any rivals!







In an instant, the wrath and anger about yesterday’s loss flared back up inside Vanessa. It seemed like Maria was becoming her nemesis and it made Vanessa furious. It had been a huge effort to suppress all that rage but now it was back on with full force.



Maria showing up in the ‘Red Rose Club’ could only mean one thing. She was the guest stripper for the Live Show. Her ex-bff had been shooting porn movies during her college years and become popular as Heidy Moon Stratus.



That name alone sounded pathetic in Vanessa’s ears. It was a clear reference to those two wannabe celebrities. Not even in porn, Maria could make a name of herself. But looking her former best friend over, Vanessa had to admit the striking resemblance.



Of all pornstars in the world, Pavone had to hire Maria. This couldn’t be a coincidence! Eying him, Vanessa noticed his amused facial expression and she knew for sure. This was no coincidence!



“I heard you two already met.” he said barely able to contain his amusement. “A little reunion is always nice, isn’t it?”



“Stanton has been singing praises about his new office slut for quite some time.” Pavone continued his explanation for Maria’s presence. “And when I found out that she’s a former pornstar, I had to invite her for a Live Show.”



“No one says no to a little extra money on the side, right?” he finally addressed Maria.



Pavone emphasised his point with a rough slap to her ass making the blonde bimbo stumble forward a bit. However, Maria held her gaze looking straight at Vanessa. The redhead could clearly see the lasting elation about the blonde’s win at the restaurant in Maria’s eyes.



And it made her only the more furious. It was just too much to take for Vanessa and the pent up anger burst out of her.



“That bitch got no place in here, you fucking bastard!” she exclaimed in full rage. “She’s not famous! No one’s gonna come to the club just to watch her strip!”



“You’re gonna regret that decision. She’s not gonna earn you a single buck!” she continued her rant. “Let me do the live performance and I can guarantee you that I’m gonna earn you more money than that pathetic wannabe-slut!”



Before Vanessa was finished with her outburst, Pavone had stepped in front of her. His face was glowing dark red. By now, he was just as enraged as his ‘Red Rose Whore’.



“Did I allow you to question my decisions?” he bellowed at Vanessa.



His entire posture and mean expression didn’t bode anything well. And it instantly shut the redhead up. Immediately, she felt intimidated and small.



“That mouth is not meant for talking but for sucking cocks only!” he barked at her. “Haven’t you learnt that the last time? You only speak up when I tell you to! Do you understand that, fuckwhore?”



Vanessa was all submissive by now. Nervously looking over to Maria, she could see the blonde smiling in delight over her former best friend getting a harsh rebuke. It was more than enough to let Vanessa feel her low status.



“Yes master. I’m sorry master!” she whispered with a small voice.



A second later, Pavone had ripped the pink metallic top and pink metallic mini skirt off her body. Now, she was standing bare naked in front of him – except for her tramp tattoos, black fencenet stockings and pink platform ankle boots.



Pavone then produced a collar and a chain leash. When he had put the collar around her neck and attached the chain to her cunt rings, tit rings and the collar hook, he dragged her out of the office on the leash.



“I got the perfect role for you, scumwhore!” he explained while leading his slut into the main room. “As you’re so eager to show your worth, you’re gonna be the cum dump for our customers today. Prove that you’re of any value and earn 50 bucks a dance shift, you stupid piece of fuckmeat!”



Making her kneel on the floor in front of the main stage, he attached the chain to the strip pole while Mark used a red lipstick to finish Vanessa’s outfit.







That was the place Vanessa was still kneeling at when the first dance show came to an end. No further customer had approached her. But at least, she had earned the 50 bucks.



During her shift of waiting tables, Vanessa could see that most of the fanboys lined up to get an autograph and a picture with their favorite pornstar. But most of them left the club after they had received their precious price. They had gotten everything they had come for. Slowly, the rush on Heidy Moon Stratus dried off.



This observation helped lessening the deep humiliation of getting disregarded by those fanboys. Instead, the anger about Maria invading her territory flamed back up.







Vanessa couldn’t let Maria take over the club. But she didn’t see any possibility to go up against it. After all, she was working for Pavone and he had decided to invite Maria as the star of the live show.



Vanessa tried to reassure herself by telling herself that this was only for the Saturday show. Every club needed a little variety to attract new customers. Maria would be gone once and for all after this Saturday. For the entire week, she would be the centerpiece again. ‘Queeny Ho – the Red Rose Star’ would be the main attraction again.



Still, a negative connotation remained. It simply rubbed her the wrong way taking a back seat to another woman – especially to her nemesis Maria.



A few months ago, Vanessa wouldn’t even have dreamt of working in a strip club. And now, she was not only taking pride in being the city’s top whore but she was dead set on fighting for this title.







When the second dance shift started, Mark grabbed Vanessa’s leash and attached the chain to the strip pole again. He didn’t care about her any further even forgetting to cuff her hands behind her back. There she was obediently kneeling on the ground in front of the main stage again.



The club had filled noticeably although the demography of guests had changed. While the number of fanboys had decreased, several groups of young blokes partying and boozing had come to the club. Shortly before the second strip show started, a large biker gang arrived.



Pavone announced the special guest of the Saturday Star Show and a moment later, Maria – or rather Heidy Moon Stratus – stepped onto the main stage accompanied by loud hollers and cheers.



Maria perfectly knew how to play the crowd as she was wearing a slutty cheerleader costume that consisted of a blue tie front bra top, a white Lycra mini skirt, white knee high boots and blue pom poms.



The top was at least two sizes too small tightly squeezing Maria’s huge, overblown fuckudders and making the titflesh bulge out of the bra.



With her tight figure and bleached blonde hair, she looked like the perfect picture of a cheerleader. And with her massive funbags and slutty smile, she made all the guys’ fantasies boil over.



Maria started showing off several cheerleader moves using the pom poms to full effect. After a few minutes, she threw the pom poms into the crowd and began stripping off the bra top.



Vanessa was watching from her position. She almost had to stifle a yawn. Maria was wearing the same outfit and giving the same exact performance as before. The blonde’s dance routine was more than boring. The bimbo bitch was doing nothing more than gyrating around the strip pole showing off her fake plastic boobs.



This ignited Vanessa wrath once again. Maria was simply living off her pornstar name not putting any effort into her dance show. Vanessa could give a far superior performance. Still, she was kneeling on the ground reduced to a cum dump.



The longer Maria’s dance routine lasted, the more unbearable it became to Vanessa. She felt the urge to show the customerss what an enticing strip show was all about. This urge slowly built up inside of her growing stronger and stronger until she couldn’t watch the pretentious Barbie bitch’s show any longer.



Vanessa’s fury about Maria showing up in the club, the disappointment of being relegated to play the second fiddle and the anger about the lacklustre show finally overcame the redhead.



Thus, she started her own big show.



She grabbed the chain and detached it from the strip pole. Then she got up on her feet and walked over to a biker swaying her ass from side to side.



Right then and there, Vanessa was like an animal on the hunt – or rather a slut on a mission. Her only goal was to prove that she was the better slut than Maria. She was totally focused on pulling off a better performance than the pretentious pornstar Heidy Moon Stratus.



Reaching the guy, she handed the leash over to him. She willingly turned herself into his fuck puppet on his strings. With an evil smile on his face, the heavily tattooed biker started pulling the chain into different directions.



He used the chain to make his puppet dance on the strings. He pulled Vanessa’s fat fucktits and juicy pussy lips to each side forcing her body to follow helplessly. He turned the redhead into a marionette that was giving him the most vulgar, obscene dance possible.

The pressure on her precious nipples and cunt lips made Vanessa yelp and groan in rhythm while she got jerked around his chair. The biker dragged the chain from side to side making Queeny Ho pirouette around his chair. Then he pulled the chain up and down making the redhead jump and squat while her funbags were wildly jiggling and shaking.



Finally, the biker pushed the chain towards himself making Vanessa stumble upon his lap. She instantly, cupped her fat fucktits from the sides and pressed them right into his face. She almost smothered him with her soft titflesh while he licked her pierced nipples.



Eventually, Vanessa took the chain off his hands and turned around. The ginger whore bent over deeply with her legs straight giving him the full view of her round bubble butt, invitingly swollen pussy lips and firm round knockers peeking through her spread legs.



In this position, she asked the guy.



“Please sir, rate the slut’s performance! Push a finger up the fuckdoll’s cunt if you liked it! Spank her ass if you didn’t like it!”



A harsh slap landed on each of Vanessa’s ass cheeks instantly turning them bright red. In response, Vanessa said.



“Thank you sir, this dumb piece of shit whore will try better.”



Then she raised herself back up and danced over to the next table in line. There was a group of young blokes seated. They appeared to be a clique of college hunks looking for some naughty action outside of their usual dorm parties. Vanessa handed the chain to one of the young hunks.



“C’mon, make the puppet dance!” his friends immediately cheered him on.



Their comments spurred the young bloke on. He made Vanessa turn around and threaded the leash through her legs. This way, Queeny Ho was dancing with her ass facing him. Pulling the leash from side to side, he made her gyrate her hips.



“Shake dat ass! Show me what you got!” another friend urged the ginger whore on.



“Don’t make me leave with my foot up your ass!” a third friend added making the entire clique laugh at their fuck puppet.



The young college hunk dragged the leash towards him making their ginger marionette bend over and stick her ass out. Vanessa tried to obey their order flexing her ass muscles to make her butt cheeks shake and wriggle as wildly as possible. The bloke started pulling on the chain making his fuck puppet bend her knees. In response, he pulled the leash back up pushing it deeply up her soft, tender slit and making Vanessa jump up.



He started a rhythm making the slut bend and jump. Queeny Ho had a hard time concentrating on the ass shaking while getting yanked around on her tender piss flaps and sensitive nipples so she stumbled several times. Every time she tripped and floundered, the college hunks high-fived as if they had scored a point while the rest of the customers laughed about the clumsy skank. At least, her ass cheeks were bouncing like crazy as the young blokes had ordered.



Vanessa felt like she was caught in an endless stream of humiliation. The chain attire seemed like a device from hell only created to debase her. The only thing that kept her from crying was the fact that her sudden, unexpected outburst brought the customers back to live. They had quieted down further and further becoming bored by Maria’s lame strip show. Now, they started hooting and hollering again – but for Vanessa this time.



Eventually, Queeny Ho took the leash from the young college bloke and bent over for his rating. This time, her cunt got the attention. He approved of her performance! But it didn’t stop with one finger up her pussy. Instead, the one finger was followed by a second and a third one. Then she even felt two fingers wriggling their way up her asshole. In the end, she had five fingers up her fuckholes – one from each member of the college clique. Pulling them out, the three pussy pluggers showed their wet fingertips to all the other customers. The slut was dripping with her fuck juices.



In her competitive state of mind, Vanessa felt the urge to thank the college hunks for giving her a positive rating. So she turned around, smiled at them seductively and purred a ‘Thank you, gentlemen!’ while licking her pussy juice and ass slime off their fingers.



More and more guys turned their attention to the ‘Red Rose Whore’ that was dancing like a sex-starved maniac and begging the guests to either spank her ass or fondle her pussy. Especially, the biker gang and the cliques of young guys were enticed away from the blonde stripper bimbo by the ginger fuck puppet.



Vanessa didn’t get distracted though. She was still on a mission. She didn’t even care about her nipples and cunt lips getting sorer and sorer from the constant pushing and pulling on the chain. Instead, she repeated her slut performance until she had been used as a slut-marionette by half of the tables.



When she noticed that Maria’s strip show was slowly coming to an end, she stepped onto one of the side stages and knelt down.



“C’mon guys! Make this dirty piece of fuckwhore cum! The guy that makes the slut cum gets a free blowjob!” she announced.



This announcement caused a stir among the customers. By now, the entire crowd – except for the few remaining fanboys – wasn’t interested in Maria’s show anymore. Instead, the guests rushed to the side stage and formed a line standing along the stage.



Vanessa started crawling along the edge with her ass facing the crowd. She pushed her face on the filthy ground while reaching back with her French-manicured hands to spread her ass cheeks wide. Her pink pussy opened up showing off the two silver cunt rings and the silver clit stud framing her wet and swollen twat lips.



Vanessa purred like a bitch in heat while she gyrated her hips invitingly enticing the guys. She gave each man a good half minute to fondle her cunt and push their fingers into her pussy in an attempt to make her cum.



The attention from the men, her naughty behaviour and the constant pulling on her rings had aroused Vanessa beyond limits. A fire was burning between her loins – a fire that was spurred on by the realization that she had won the crowd over.



The next guys didn’t settle for simply fondling her pussy though. Instead, they shoved up to three fingers into her asshole. Especially the bowling grip with the thumb up Vanessa’s ass and the two middle fingers in her pussy enjoyed great popularity.



With each guy trying feverishly to make the ‘Cum Dump’ orgasm, Vanessa started moaning and groaning louder. Her hips began a life on their own, shaking and gyrating automatically. Her pussy juices were flowing freely and dripping onto the ground in torrents.



Eventually, a guy grasped her cunt rings with his left hand and spread her pussy wide open. Then he snapped the index finger of his right hand against her clit hard.



A jolt of ecstasy exploded in Vanessa’s mind from the precise, harsh flick and the dam burst. Finally, Vanessa was cumming. Right on stage, she was screaming out her orgasm while her body convulsed madly.



Her body writhed and shook for several minutes until her ecstatic high slowly faded. When she opened her eyes back up, the successful guy was standing on the stage in front of her face. He was waiting to collect his price.



Coming back to her senses, Vanessa remembered that she wasn’t here for her own pleasure. She was acting like a sex-starved nympho to persuade the customers. It was her goal to convince them that she was the real ‘Red Rose Star’, a better slut than any pornstar could ever be – and a far superior slut than Maria.



Vanessa pushed herself up into a kneeling position and put on the naughtiest, most provocative smile she could muster. A second later, she had pulled down his pants and pushed her wet mouth over his erect dick.



Vanessa feverishly went to work trying to give the guy his best blowjob ever. She bathed the whole length of his shaft in her saliva and pushed his tool down her throat from the get go giving herself a good, hard throatfuck.



The men in the crowd supported Vanessa’s efforts starting to clap in rhythm with her gagging until the winner shot his white, sticky load all over her pretty face. With relish, the redhead rubbed the gooey spunk into her skin.



Amid the applause of the men, she walked off the side stage with a huge smile on her face. She didn’t even notice that Maria had finished her live show some time ago with only a few remaining fanboys watching.







Vanessa had barely arrived in the locker room when one of the waitresses called her to Pavone’s office.



Up on stage, Vanessa hadn’t thought about the consequences of her actions. She had acted on pure impulse. She had become too infuriated with the blonde Barbie bimbo getting all the attention. And the enraged look on Maria’s bitchy face when the crowd had drifted off to Vanessa had been too good to miss.



But now that the show was over and Vanessa was slowly coming to a rest, she realized that her actions wouldn’t remain unanswered. She had opposed a direct order from Pavone! She had mixed up the concept of the Saturday Star Show!



What if the word started circulating that any guest star had to face opposition from the club whore? Certainly lots of stars from the dance circuit would avoid the ‘Red Rose Club’ or even worse perform in a rival strip joint. Pavone couldn’t allow this to happen. He had to set an example. He had to restore order in his club.



Vanessa only knew too well that some kind of punishment was awaiting her. But at the moment, she wasn’t too intimidated. The triumph over Maria filled her with a powerful feeling of pride and invincibility. This elating emotion was definitely worth any punishment. She knew that she would act exactly the same way a second time.







With every step taking her closer to Pavone’s office, her nervousness increased though. Pavone could be a cruel, scary guy.



When she opened the door, Vanessa could see Pavone sitting behind his desk. And next to him stood Maria with her arms crossed under her humongous silicone udders.



Vanessa’s eyes roamed from Pavone to Maria and back. Their expression only increased her nervousness. Pavone’s eyes were blazing with anger while Maria’s gaze mercilessly bored into her.



Of course, Pavone was enraged about Vanessa’s behaviour. She had never seen him as furious ever before. It had been a new example of her unlimited arrogance to him. She hadn’t toned down her bitchy behaviour since working in the club and he had the feeling that he still hadn’t managed to put her into her place properly. It was time to make a lasting example.



Looking at Pavone, Vanessa could somehow see something beyond anger gleaming in his eyes. She had acted like a crazed, wanton nympho. And the customers had loved her show. Her performance obviously gave him some new ideas how to use his whore. But most of all, his fiery red face was jumping straight at her completely extinguishing Vanessa’s feeling of invincibility.



Of course, Vanessa’s action hadn’t gone so well with Maria either. She had received a lot less tips than expected. As her pornstar name was still famous, she had drawn a lot of new customers to the club. So she felt like she had every right to complain about Vanessa’s lack of respect.



“You know why you’re here, stupid whore?” Pavone greeted Queeny Ho sternly.



His rigid voice was enough to make Vanessa tremble. Standing in front of Pavone, she felt his dominant presence to the fullest. It was daunting and frightening. She felt like standing trial in front of a merciless judge. Slowly, fear crept up inside of her and she nodded submissively.



“I I have been a bad whore.” she said with a small voice.



“Oh yes! You acted like a misbehaving brat!” he growled. “Seems like you don’t want to listen! You have to feel then! And you will feel it the hard way, whore!”



“You’re nothing but my obedient fuckpet! You only do what you’re told!” he kept on ranting. “Obviously, you still haven’t understood that!”



“I’ve understood master!” Vanessa responded her voice quivering.



She felt like a little schoolgirl getting upbraided for misbehaving.



“It won’t happen again, master!” she added shyly.



“Oh, it definitely won’t happen again!” Pavone remarked. “I’ll make sure you won’t forget about your place in this club once and for all!”



He didn’t give Vanessa time to comprehend this statement. Instead, he ordered her to walk over to him and lie across his lap. With her head hanging, she did as told.



“Like a little snotty girl that needs to be taught some manners!” he commented.



There she was – the redhead with ravishing looks kneeling on the ground draped over Pavone’s knees while awaiting a spanking like a naughty schoolgirl. In this position, Vanessa felt more than helpless and vulnerable.



All the while, Maria looked down on her with a disdainful expression on her face. Vanessa’s former best friend stepped in front of the ginger whore forcing her face up to make her look directly into her eyes.



“Now, you’re not that sassy any more, you little dim-witted bitch!” she spat at her. “You’re only a trashy gutter whore! You can’t take me on in any way.”



“I have fans all over the country coming here to watch my show and get an autograph.” she continued hissing. “And you ruin their day by distracting them!”



“You can try as hard as you want to.” Maria snarled. “You will never be as popular or as famous as me.”



“Tell me what you are!” the blonde Barbie bitch suddenly ordered.



Vanessa was humiliated. Until now, she had only been called derogative names by men. But being berated by a woman – especially by Maria – made her degradation even worse.



She almost yearned for Pavone to get over with his punishment, spanking her bottom and letting her walk out of his office. But looking up to the owner of the club, she realized that this was part of her punishment. She had to submit to her nemesis. She had to bow to Maria.



“I’m just a piece of shitwhore! A stupid vulgar whore that deserves your contempt!” she answered with her cheeks burning from shame.



All the while, Pavone was running his hand over her bare ass cheeks caressing the ripe curves while enjoying her debasement.



Satisfied with Vanessa’s self-degradation, Maria stepped out of the redhead’s sight while Pavone kept on caressing her bottom. Vanessa’s heartbeat quickened with each second elapsing. The anticipation of the inevitable spanking was a torture on its own. Any moment, the first slap could hit her bottom.



Finally, it fell down. And still caught Vanessa unprepared!



“Aaarrrggghhh!” she screamed out loud.



Out of Vanessa’s sight, Maria had walked to the redhead’s backside and taken Pavone’s belt!



With all her strength, she had whipped the belt over Vanessa’s delicate bottom leaving a deep red stripe right across both ass cheeks. But the pain was just as much physical as psychological. Getting spanked by her arch rival was a whole new level of debasement.



After the first blow though, Maria suddenly stopped. She walked back up to Vanessa’s head and held the belt right in front of the redhead’s face. She growled.



“Beg for it, piece of shit whore!”



Vanessa had no choice. She knew she was going to get it no matter what. Even worse, she was about to get whipped by her nemesis. There was nothing she could do to prevent it from happening. She could only hope the begging would soften the whipping somehow.



But begging her arch rival to whip her ass with a belt was too much for her to handle. She couldn’t bring the words over her lips. So Vanessa looked up to Pavone and begged him instead.



“Please, master, whip your whore’s ass hard. Make it red and blue.”



Pavone laughed out loud. He knew exactly what made Vanessa tick. He knew that it was much more degrading for her to beg her former best friend than him. He enjoyed Queeny Ho’s humiliation too much to let it go that easily. With a nod to Maria he told her.



“She’s the one with the whip! Guess you gotta beg her!”



Vanessa let her head hang in defeat. She had to gulp down the huge lump in her throat before she was able to press out the words between clenched teeth.



“Please, mistress, whip this cheap bitch’s ass hard.”



She felt her face flush in the deepest shades of red from shame and embarrassment. But Maria wasn’t finished with the teasing.



“Why am I going to spank your ass?” she asked the redhead.



“Because I’m a stupid, teasing whore that needs to be taught some manners.” Vanessa responded her face turning even darker red.



Before Vanessa had finished her sentence, the next belt lash stroke her ass not even giving her a chance to brace herself for it.



Maria whipped Vanessa’s bottom as hard as she could. She blistered the redhead’s ass for good. And in between each lash, she made Vanessa thank her former best friend.



“Arrrggghhh! Thank you mistress for teaching this stupid whore how to be a good fuckpet!”



“Arrrggghhh! Thank you mistress for punishing my bitchy whore ass!”



“Arrrggghhh! Thank you for whipping some manners into this cheap, trashy whore!”



Calling her former best friend ‘mistress’ was almost as bad as the spanking itself. Vanessa tried to bring up all her will power to keep herself from screaming. She felt tears springing to her eyes while Maria mercilessly whipped her ass. As much as she tried to, she couldn’t prevent it. Each blow brought a loud grunt and groan from her and she began sobbing as Maria continued beating her.



After each lash, she clenched and unclenched her ass cheeks, trying to shake off the stinging blow. This way, Vanessa was giving Pavone a great show. She was wriggling and working her buttocks like doing an erotic dance while draped over his lap.



The whipping seemed endless to Vanessa. Blow after blow blistered her tender ass. Finally, Pavone made Maria stop. He ran his hand over Queeny Ho’s glowing ass cheeks and through her slit. It was dripping wet!



From the touch on her cunt, a yelp escaped Vanessa’s lips. She couldn’t believe it! She was aroused!



“Oh, someone likes the whipping!” Pavone chuckled. “Which sort of girl gets wet from having her ass spanked?”



Vanessa blushed again when she realized that the punishment was arousing her.



“Only the nastiest, filthiest of whores!” she answered under her breath. “Only your depraved fuckpet, master!”



“Hmm, that’s the obedience I wanna see from my whore!” he responded to Vanessa’s self-degradation.



“Now, I wanna see you cumming from getting your whore ass whipped!” he ordered out of the blue. “Frig that naughty cunt, bitch!”



Vanessa’s humiliation deepened. She didn’t want to make herself cum in front of Maria. She didn’t want to get off while getting her ass whipped. Every fibre of her body resisted the order.



But Vanessa didn’t have a word in the decision so she obediently pushed her French-manicured hand back to rub her throbbing clit.



There was no chance of staying quiet any longer.



“Aaahhh! … Ooouuuhhh! …! Yaaahhh! … Aaarrgghh!”



Her screams were a mixture of grunts and whales while Maria continued her whipping. Vanessa’s hand worked her pussy in a fury and unconsciously her hips were wriggling from side to side.



She lost track of time and place as pain and pleasure started mixing. Vanessa got lost in the feeling. She could hear Pavone and Maria laughing, making fun of her and goading her. But it was drowned out by the tidal wave building inside of her.



Her bottom started jabbing backwards towards the slashes welcoming each lash. Finally, the wave broke and her orgasm washed over her. Vanessa shouted out a primal scream while tears of pain ran down her face.



All while Vanessa was riding the waves of her orgasm, Maria continued lashing her blistered bottom. By now, the redhead’s ass had been turned into raw meat. It was beyond glowing. If she would be able to sit for the next week without pain Vanessa would be more than lucky.

When the orgasm finally faded, Pavone didn’t let her go yet. Instead, he gripped Vanessa’s hair and forced her face up to look up to Maria.



“Tzz, what a dumb little whore!” the blonde huffed with the most derogatory sneer possible. “Cumming from getting her ass beaten!”



“Show her what you think of her!” Pavone urged the blonde Barbie on.



And once again, the following action caught Vanessa totally by surprise.



Her former best friend quickly spread her legs and pushed her cunt lips back. Then she started pissing right into Vanessa’s face!



Holding her chin tight with one hand while gripping her hair with the other, Pavone forced Vanessa’s mouth open. The ravishing hot redhead couldn’t do anything against it. She knew better than to oppose anyway.



Maria’s yellow, rancid piss streamed straight into her mouth. The piss sloshing against the insides of her mouth made a sickening noise – almost like sloshing into a urinal.



The gross, debasing mistreatment caused a pained expression on Vanessa’s face. She was gurgling and spluttering from the powerful piss stream. It didn’t impress Maria in any way though as she relished emptying her full bladder into Vanessa’s mouth.



Her piss was dark with a biting stench making Queeny Ho gag immediately. In no time, Vanessa’s mouth filled to the rim and some of the nasty, yellow liquid started flowing back out.



Maria stopped her piss stream and Pavone reacted by forcing her mouth shut.



“Swallow, pisswhore!” he simply ordered.



With her glowing bottom as a reminder of what might happen if she wouldn’t obey his command, Vanessa did as told and gulped the vile broth down.



At once, her entire body shook in disgust and she started retching hard almost puking the vile liquid back up. Revulsion was added to the pained expression on her face. The taste was worse than anything she had tasted before and the acrid flavour deeply bored into her mind.



She had to take several more gulps each accompanied by pitiful retching and choking. Every swallow burned even worse than the one before. Finally, Maria was finished and she had succeeded in completely defiling Vanessa.



When her piss stream had ended, she wiped her cunt clean with her own hand and smeared the last drops off her fingers onto Vanessa’s forehead.



“Bad taste in your mouth?” Pavone mocked the redhead noticing her sick expression.



Not waiting for a response, he added.



“Now, get out of my office and show everyone in the club how a whore gets properly punished for misbehaving.”







Pavone unceremoniously pushed Queeny Ho off his lap and took the chain off of her. Then he picked up the metallic pink tie top and matching miniskirt that were still lying around in his office and threw them at her. While Vanessa was putting on her stripper outfit, she wondered what this change of clothing implied. What did he have in store for her during the next dance session?



Before she had a chance to ponder this question, Pavone kicked her out of his office. Vanessa was beyond shame when she walked back down into the main room of the ‘Red Rose Club”. People were eagerly waiting for the next dance show and the club had gotten really busy. The different groups of bikers, college hunks, regulars and average Joe’s were launching at the tables or standing around the stages.



Vanessa approached the table closest to the entrance with her legs shaking from nervousness and her stomach churning from the disgusting piss load. It was a group of four average looking Joes. Apparently, they were some truckers with fat potbellies and lumberjack shirts – the typical kind of club customers. Shyly, she eyed them like a deer caught in the headlights and asked.



“Dear gentlemen, may I show you how a dumb whore gets punished for her stupidity?”



Instantly, the truckers stopped with their chat and looked at her thunderstruck. Not waiting for their response, Vanessa turned around. Closing her eyes in shame, she slightly bent forward and lifted her metallic pink miniskirt up to show off her blistered, fiery red bottom. At the mere sight of the welts and bruises garnering her abused ass, the group came back to life erupting in rounds of dirty laughter that attracted the attention of the remaining guests.



While Vanessa walked from group to group, her face turned as red as her glowing buttocks. She had to force herself to repeat her question, hold up her skirt and show off her blistered ass to anyone. All the groups made fun of the stupid whore that didn’t know how to behave properly for an ordinary cum bucket. Each time, Vanessa had to wait until the guys were done with their taunting and it always felt like the mocking would never stop.



One of the biker cliques was the worst. The group consisted of a bunch of intimidating, heavily-tattooed guys each one proudly wearing his cut. They enjoyed prolonging the degrading situation by feeling Vanessa’s glowing butt. They pinched and groped her burning ass cheeks testing out the different responses they could charm out of the ginger whore.



Vanessa felt incredibly helpless standing still while holding up her miniskirt and letting the men have their way with her blistered bottom. She couldn’t help going back and forth between loud whimpers, painful yelps and whining to the amusement of all customers.



One of the bikers even touched her pussy. To his amazement, he noticed that she was wet once again. So he started fondling her clit mercilessly. Vanessa couldn’t help it but her body betrayed her another time. The humiliating situation and all the attention were too much for her to handle. It was overwhelming her senses and her body was getting aroused in the process.



The hands on her aching bottom and the finger rubbing her clit made her whimper and moan in turns. There she was standing in the middle of the club presenting her punishment in full colours while being made to cum from getting her bruised bottom and dripping pussy touched. She shamefully felt like the lowest back-alley whore ever.



Still, she came in front of all these random strangers moaning like a bitch in heat while her face was flushed from embarrassment in the same deep red shade as her glowing butt.



Vanessa had now lost the remaining tiny bits of respect that were left in the customers. Watching the ‘Red Rose Whore’ orgasming from showing off her blistered ass and presenting her punishment in public shattered any last restraints. She had demonstrated that any degrading attention, any demeaning use or any rough manhandling aroused the dirty slut.







Vanessa had thought that she had experienced any kind of humiliation by now. But once again Pavone proved her wrong. Each time, he came up with a different way to degrade her and it always caught her off guard. Each new strike of humiliation hit Vanessa from an unexpected angle not giving her a chance to brace herself for it and it always affected her in a different way. Thereby, each embarrassment felt worse than the one before.



Vanessa had to admit that Pavone was a goddamn genius in that regard. But she also had to concede that her body was feeling completely different than her mind about these degradations. In a strange way, her body was yearning for fresh humiliations. It intensified any accompanying emotion making her orgasms much more intense leaving her body with a craving for more debasement.







When Vanessa had finished her shameful round through the club, Pavone took the main stage again. It was time for the third dance shift. Once again, Heidy Moon Stratus – the blonde pornstar bimbo – was about to take the limelight pushing Queeny Ho – the ‘Red Rose Whore’ – into the background.



Suddenly, showing off her blistered ass didn’t feel as humiliating anymore. After all, the attention of all guys had been on her! Everybody had been focused on her. For the moment, Vanessa had been the ‘Red Rose Star’ again. Now, she was getting reduced back to a mere object of utility. She was about to be lowered to a dumb cum dumpster again.



“Obviously, we have two hot and horny fuckstars in the club today!” Pavone suddenly announced.



This introduction pricked up Vanessa’s ears. For a moment, she thought she had heard wrong. She could only look at Pavone in disbelief.



“Seems like we got a little bitchfight going on in the club tonight!” the club boss continued making it clear that she had heard right. Meanwhile, the word ‘bitchfight’ caused a round of cheers from the crowd.



“I guess no one minds making full use of that situation.” Pavone added earning a round of dirty laughter.



“So I decided to let all of you watch the bitches battle it out right here on stage.” he announced making the crowd applaud.



Finally, Vanessa realized what the sparkle in Pavone’s eyes had been about. He had noticed how much the customers had enjoyed her performance and seen the chance to make even better use of his merchandise. He could collect even more money by letting the two arch rivals battle each other in front of all the guests.



Vanessa realized that her slut-show had proven to him that she was more than the daily cum bucket for the regular johns. She had a far bigger entertainment value. She had demonstrated that Queeny Ho was the ‘Red Rose Star’ for a reason. She had proven that she could take on Maria with ease.



Of course, this hadn’t kept him from punishing her for her presumptuous behaviour. He had needed to show all his employees that his word was law and that he hadn’t lost his grip on his strippers. And quite obviously, he had succeeded.



Still, Vanessa had won more than she had lost. Her slut performance had promoted her back onto the main stage. The pornstar Heidy Moon Stratus wasn’t the main attraction of the Saturday Star Show anymore. Vanessa was back on the same level as Maria and now it was a full on battle between the two rivals.



Suddenly, the deep humiliations of being whipped and forced to submit to her former best friend were forgotten. Instead, the chance to compete with Maria excited her. Her ambition and pride came back to the fore.



She was still on a mission – a mission that was already lasting for years since their gogo dancer days. She had to prove that she was better than Maria. Yesterdays, she had to show that she was a better dancer. Today, she had to demonstrate that she was a bigger, nastier slut than her ex-bff.



From an objective point of view, the intentness and fervour of being a good whore appeared absurd and irrational. But for Vanessa it made complete sense. She had gone down the road too far. Step by step, she had turned into the office slut and then the ‘Red Rose Whore’. By now, it was a part of her self-image – the dark equation to her lady-self. Vanessa needed both parts equally to keep in balance. For her own self-worth, she needed to be reckoned as the posh queen bee of the country club just as much as being regarded as the hottest whore in town.



While Vanessa was still occupied realizing the full extent of the changed situation, Pavone continued stirring up the crowd. He imitated a ring announcer while laying down the rules.



“You’re about to witness the battle of the sluts. It’s gonna be pornstar versus hooker. It’s gonna be dirty, filthy and nasty as hell. It’s gonna be epic! Each slut gets one round to strut her stuff! After the two shows are over the crowd decides about the winner!”



Pavone’s announcement had heated-up the crowd beyond all measures. Taking in the agitated mob, the club owner drew a deep breath and finished his introduction in style coining the catch phrase of the evening.



“Let’s get ready for the bitchfight!”







At these words, Maria stepped onto the main stage and immediately managed to cast a spell over the crowd. The smoking hot blonde was dressed in the sexiest police uniform imaginable.



The ‘Hot Pursuit Cop Costume’ consisted of a dark blue zipper front mini dress with a broad black belt around her hips, black fencenet stockings and black vinyl over-knee platform boots. Completing the outfit, she wore a police hat. On the left side of the belt dangled a pair of handcuffs while a baton hung off the right side.



The mini dress ended just beneath Maria’s curvy ass. She had pulled the zipper down beneath her massive, blown-up funbags. As a result, the uniform was barely able to contain her huge, round juggs. Her fat tits almost spilled out of the top. The deep cleavage directly leaped into any guy’s eye. The outfit was extremely sexy. She definitely knew how to fuel the crowd.



Vanessa was standing at the bar watching Heidy Moon Stratus’ performance. Maria’s appearance clearly told the redhead that her former best friend had accepted the challenge. They both had always been overly competitive trying to outdo the other one. This clearly hadn’t changed.



The DJ played some Trance tunes and the smoke machine blew a fog onto the stage. This added up to create a tense, suspenseful atmosphere. The crowd had stopped cheering and hollering. All guys were quiet. They were wounded up to a high pitch.



Maria strutted down the stage and through the mob in the most provocative, tantalizing way shaking her hips and pushing out her big, round knockers.



She played with the guys acting as if she was policing each one of them. One after the other, she approached a man and either ran her pink manicured index finger along his cheek or brushed the baton over his chest. Then she pushed each one away deprecatingly.



With two guys, she even imitated a strip search running her manicured hands over the guys’ chests and down their pants until she cupped their dicks through their trousers. Finally, she took those two men by the hands and dragged them up onto the stage.



Both of them were members of the biker gang proudly wearing their colours. One of them was a young white badass with short black hair and tattoo sleeves. The other one was a middle-aged white, brawny baldhead. Both didn’t look like person’s to be trifled with.



Two chairs had been placed on the main stage in the meantime. Maria pushed each guy onto a chair – the tattoo-sleeve badass onto the left one and the bald-headed bull onto the right one. Then she turned to the crowd and started moving to the onset of a dance beat.



She used the baton to fire up the crowd some more running it over her belly and pushing up her big, round, bolt-ons. This almost caused her massive juggs to completely pop out of the mini dress. Eventually, she pushed the zipper down to the belt releasing her funbags. She bent over deeply showing off her tits to the fullest and pushed the baton between her voluptuous flesh-balloons giving the stick a tit fuck that made all guys drool.



She could see the crowd getting further agitated which produced a naughty smile on her face. Then the blonde bimbo turned around, bent slightly forward and pushed the hem of the dress up to reveal her naked, pantyless ass cheeks. Again, Maria used the baton to run it along her buttocks. She pushed her curvy, meaty ass cheeks up making them bounce and wobble up and down. Then she bent down even further and pushed the baton into her ass crack spreading her buttocks wide showing off her tight asshole and juicy pink pussy.



The mob could barely manage to keep calm anymore. This blonde Barbie doll dancing on stage appeared like the object of any guys’ wet dreams. But at the same time, her teasing, provocative, cop-like behaviour conveyed the impression of her being totally out of their reach.



Finally, Maria let the mini dress slip to the floor. Now, she was standing on stage only clad in her police hat, black belt, black fencenet stockings and black vinyl over-knee boots.



She took the baton which had a hose clamp attached at the end. She clamped the baton to the strip pole in an angle of 10 to 15 degrees. This way, the baton stuck out from the pole in a narrow ‘V’ shape.



Afterwards, Maria turned her attention back to the two intimidating bikers sitting on their chairs. Once again, she strutted over to them like a lioness scenting its prey.



Reaching the guys, she started teasing them again. For a while, she sexily danced around the chairs. Several times, she bent over in front of them showing off her round buttocks and inviting cunt. But she never let them touch her slapping their hands away each time. More and more, the two bikers were getting agitated by the merciless teasing.



Finally, Maria sat down on the lap of the tattoo-sleeve guy. She started bumping and grinding his lap while pushing her fat round tits into his face. She didn’t stop until his cock was about to burst his pants. Then she changed over to the baldhead repeating the lap dance. Still, she continued to slap their hands away each time they tried to touch her.



It was a sight to behold. The smoking hot, pimped-up Barbie doll straddling those two rough looking badass bikers, gyrating her hips and humping their laps almost driving them insane.



The two men looked like they couldn’t take the teasing any longer. They were on the brink to jump up and pounce at the blonde bimbo. The need to grab this teasing whore and punish her for her provocations was overpowering them.



Maria could sense the heated up atmosphere. She had achieved her goal. The blonde stopped dancing and walked over to the left side of the stage. There Mark handed her two objects. Then she stepped back in front of the two bikers and gave an object to each of them.



Afterwards, the pimped-up bimbo knelt down in between the two chairs. She took the handcuffs and applied one cuff to her right wrist. Then she took the belt off her hips and put it around her neck turning it into a leash.



Suddenly, the powerful cop was kneeling obediently on the stage bare naked with a leash around her neck looking all submissive.



Addressing the two guys, she told them



“C’mon sirs, show this teasing slut who really wears the pants in here!”



The two bikers didn’t have to be told twice. In a split second they were up on their feet. The tattoo-sleeve guy was faster though immediately grabbing the belt using it as a leash to drag the blonde bimbo to the strip pole. Meanwhile, the bald-headed bull followed behind using his object to spank the Barbie doll’s ass making her yelp and crawl faster.



Maria had given them enough hints to make them understand what she had planned. Reaching the strip pole, the tattoo-sleeve badass dragged her up onto her feet. Standing between these tall, muscular men with all her charms on display, Maria looked tiny and lost. She had totally turned herself over to them.



Baldhead grabbed the handcuffs dangling off Maria’s right wrist. Then he pushed her arms up. Above the stage, a pulley had been attached to a beam. Baldhead threaded the chain that connected the two cuffs through a loop in the pulley and applied the second cuff to the blonde’s left wrist. Now, she was tied to the pulley above her head.



Then Maria was hoisted into the air and lowered back down so that the baton attached to the strip pole entered her pussy. As it stuck out from the pole in a 10 to 15 degree angle, Maria had to stand slightly bend forward to accommodate the stick in her cunt. They carefully adjusted the height of the dildo. As a result, the baton was just inside of her when she was on tiptoes and deeply planted up her cunt when she was flat footed.



Maria was about to give the crowd a pole dance fucking herself to the music. And the rhythm of the fucking would be regulated by the two bikers. While the blonde bimbo was standing on her tiptoes, the two bikers presented their objects to the mob. The tattoo-sleeve guy was holding a ‘Magic Wand’ while baldhead held a ‘Violet Wand’ in his hand.



The Magic Wand was a powerful electric massager. With its strong vibrations, it could drive any women’s arousal to new heights. In contrast, the Violet Wand was an electrostimulation toy with a long thin glass tube that glowed purple and shot sparks when it was activated by a button on the handle. The electric shocks were giving short but intense stings.

While the music started playing again, the two bikers started their game. The tattoo-sleeve badass used the buzzing Magic Wand to stimulate Maria and make her gyrate her hips while baldhead used the violet wand to prod her making her twitch and jump around. This way, Maria was taken on a rollercoaster ride of arousal. The vibrator took her to heights of excitement while the stinging shocks harshly brought her back down.



Tattoo sleeve guy began running the Magic Wand up the blonde bimbo’s sides. This caused Maria to start moaning and swivelling her hips. Her moans turned into groans when he pressed the vibrator onto her nipples and she began humping the baton. Then out of nowhere, baldhead shocked Maria. She grunted and jerked from the electric spark. Thereby, she lost her balance, impaling herself completely on the baton.



“Aaarrrggghhh! Ooouuuhhh!” she screamed from the sudden cunt stuffing.



The long baton reached deeper down her fuck tunnel than any cock ever before filling her cunt to the max and even hitting against her cervix. So Maria quickly raised herself back up onto tiptoes.



But it had given the two bikers a new idea. It became their goal to make the pimped-up bimbo fully impale her pussy on the long stick. So they mixed the stimulation and shocks to throw her out of her rhythm and make her lose her balance.



“Aaarrrggghhh!”



“Ooouuuhhh!”



“Ooohhh! Yaaahhh!”



The two guys succeeded several times. Each time, Maria screamed out loud. But with every further impalement, the yell sounded more like a cry of pleasure than pain. And every time, the blonde bimbo needed longer to push herself back up onto her tiptoes. All the successful impalements were commented with a round of applause by the crowd.



The music started getting faster and the two bikers responded to the rhythm. They began alternating between stimulation and shocking with an ever increasing pace. This caused Maria to hump the baton in high speed fucking herself silly on the stick while her fuck juices began running down its length. It was an obscene dance she was performing on the baton.



Pressing the Magic Wand against her clit was particularly effective as it made the blonde Barbie groan and grunt like a wanton animal while squatting up and down the baton like a puppet.



The crowd watched the vulgar spectacle in disbelief. It only increased when baldhead started using the Violet Wand on her bubble butt. Each time the sparks connected with her ass cheeks, Maria grunted out and squatted down. Then he held the electro-stimulator against her tiny, little rosebud.



“Ah! Ah! Uuuhhh! Ah! Ah! Uuuhhh!”



Maria almost went crazy starting to hump the baton in rapid speed while screaming at the top of her lungs. Her intense reaction gave the bald-headed biker another idea. He pushed the thin glass tube into her ass and pressed the button. This way, the sensitive insides of Maria’s anal chute got electrified.



“Aaarrrggghhh! Aaahhh! Oh! Oh! Uuuhhh!”



The blonde’s entire body was twitching and shaking uncontrollably. She couldn’t stop screaming, yelping and groaning simultaneously. Maria was bobbing up and down like riding an actual horse at a gallop. Her huge, round, overblown melons bounced around in such a wild way they almost jumped against her chin. She was dancing on the stick like a demented doll. By now, she was in her own world of ecstatic pleasure and arousal.



Tattoo-sleeve guy reacted holding the Magic Wand to her clit. This way, her most sensitive button was stimulated while her asshole got shocked. And Maria finally had an orgasm. She came so hard, she almost fainted. All through her orgasm, she continued riding the baton hard.



When the blonde eventually calmed down her whole body was drenched in sweat. The entire length of the baton was covered with her cunt juices. The two bikers used the pulley to pull her off the stick and lower her down making her kneel on the stage with her hands still tied above her head. Then they took out their cocks. They were so aroused by the show that they only needed a few thrusts in and out of her soft mouth to shoot their sperm all over the kneeling beauty’s face.







When the show was finally over, Vanessa’s heart was thumbing in her throat. She was more than nervous. She had to admit that Maria’s performance had been outstanding. It had been a real spectacle. It had delivered everything the customers could be asking for and more. It had ranged from sexy to kinky, from wicked to downright nasty.



This would be more than a challenge for Vanessa. How could she ever outperform this spectacle? It seemed like a task totally out of reach.



Vanessa had dared Maria to the slut battle. Now, she had to show her paces and prove her value. She had to do more than step up her game and deliver a top performance.



Otherwise, she would only make a fool of herself becoming the club’s laughing-stock. She wouldn’t be the ‘Red Rose Star’ any longer but the ‘Red Rose Joke’ instead.



During the week working as Queeny Ho, Vanessa had learned a lot about what guys wanted from a whore. They wanted her to ooze sluttiness and act like a fuck junkie on the prowl that needed lewd and twisted sex as her drug. Still, they also wanted the whore to be obedient letting them handle her like a ragdoll. And most of all, they wanted to push her limits.



Vanessa knew that she only had a chance to win the slut battle by demonstrating what a nasty fuckslut she could be. She had to surprise the crowd with her perversity while offering the guys the chance to push her over her limits.







After a short break, it was time for Vanessa to take the main stage. She had decided to allude to every man’s favourite fantasy. So she had changed her outfit. She stepped into the spotlight dressed as a schoolgirl – or rather a sexy, naughty school slut.



She wore a set consisting of a white blouse, a red plaid pleated miniskirt, white under-knee stockings and 5 inch red high heels. The blouse was so tight it was barely able to hold her luscious ripe melons in place. They almost burst off its upper buttons.



The crowd had barely calmed down during the break. Seeing the ‘Red Rose Whore’ costumed like an innocent little schoolgirl, turned the crowd into an agitated mob again.



Vanessa started seductively sucking on a round lollipop until drool was running out of her mouth. With the lolly nice and wet, she used the round candy to run it over her nipples. Thereby, her white blouse got wet and shiny. The material started clinging to her big, juicy funbags.



Queeny Ho continued noisily sucking on the lollipop until she had gathered a load of drool in her mouth. Then she let the bubbly spit run out of her mouth. It hung down her lips in a long gooey strand until it tore off and landed on her tits. Rubbing the spit into the white fabric, her nipples started shining through the wet material.



To the hollers of the crowd, the ginger whore started pushing her shoulders backwards and arching her back in rhythm to the music. This way, the blouse got strained and tightened around her big, ample juggs. She continued thrusting her voluptuous firm knockers out until the first button burst off the blouse.



The mob was going ballistic as they watched the ravishing hot slut shoot a second button into the crowd. It caused her big fat fucktits to spill out of the material by themselves. With the blouse hanging open at the top, Vanessa finally stripped it off and threw it into the mob closely followed by her cotton panties and plaid miniskirt.



The redhead squatted down and spread her legs open revealing her shaved pussy. She teased her cunt with the lollipop. She ran the candy up and down her pussy lips before pushing the lolly into her twat. With the stick standing out of her cunt, Vanessa started playing with her tits for a while making her funbags bounce and jiggle for the men’s amusement.



Watching a sexily dressed schoolgirl with a bruised, fiery red bottom was an extremely hot sight. Watching her act in a naughty seductive way made the guys yearn to jump right onto the stage. They felt the urge to defile her and rob her off her innocence.



Vanessa was intent to include all guests in her show – not only two selected guys. She produced an egg vibrator showing it to the crowd. Then she swivelled her hips and slowly pushed the egg into her pussy.



A second later, she threw the remote control into the mob, enticing them by telling the men.



“C’mon guys, play with your fucktoy! Use your naughty schoolgiiiiirrrrl!”



She barely managed to finish her incitement. Instead, it turned into a long groan. The customer that had caught the remote had immediately set it on the highest level.



The sudden vibrations were so powerful that they rushed Vanessa off her feet. They shook her entire body throwing her to her knees. The egg in her cunt was buzzing like crazy pushing all of Vanessa’s buttons.



Ignited by the stimulation, she lost all control over her body. Her hips started moving on their own. Vanessa fell backwards and landed on her back with her legs spread wide. Her hips bucked up and she started humping the air.



“Aaahhh!… Fuck! Ooohhh!… Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Vanessa’s moans and groans accompanied the dry humping while the redhead started mauling her tits pulling on her silver tit rings in a sensual frenzy.



Meanwhile, the customer passed the remote control to another guy in the mob. The men started a game which involved the whole crowd. A guest caught the remote, set the vibrations on a certain level, waited for a few moments and passed it to the next customer. This way, they completely controlled Vanessa’s body. Once again, she was a puppet dancing on their strings.



The next guy set the vibrations down and Vanessa gained back some control. Intent on giving the guys a great show, she got up onto her feet and began gyrating her hips while leaning forward and massaging her full, round funbags.



A moment later, another man pushed the level back up on full power making Vanessa twitch and shake uncontrollably while her fat, ripe fucktits wildly bounced up and down her chest.



Just in time, she was able to grab the strip pole before she was swept off her feet once again. With her upper body leaned backwards, her hips instantly started humping the pole. She looked like a naked, big titted slut riding a bucking bull – only that the bull was a vertical bar. The buzzing was so intense that her fuck juices started flowing freely coating the pole in the process.



When the next customer got the remote, he lowered the level and Vanessa stopped her frenzied pole humping. Like a good slut, she bent forward and licked her juices off the bar while her angry red bubble butt kept swivelling to the slower rhythm of the vibrations.



The crowd enjoyed the power they had over their plaything and teased their fucktoy to the fullest. They loved alternating the level between low and high. One moment, the ginger whore was dancing sensually, the next second she was frantically humping the air. All the while, Vanessa was grunting and moaning uncontrollably.



Eventually, one of the bikers started swiftly switching between the extremes – up and down from the highest to the lowest level in rapid turns. Vanessa felt like riding a rollercoaster. The thrill of excitement and arousal was overwhelming. One moment, she was rendered to an incoherently babbling mess. Then she got a second to catch a breath, only to be hit with a new surge of stimulation the next moment.



The biker’s first switch to the highest level rushed the redhead off her feet again. This time, she simply fell forward landing on her face and big, juicy, D-cup funbags. The rapid vibrations caused her hips to start humping the dirty stage.



The mob got treated to an incredibly naughty sight. The scorching hot ginger whore was lying on the stage with her ample knockers bulging out at the sides of her ribcage and her legs spread as far as possible. Her pussyhole stood wide open with her ringed piss flaps hanging down like curtains. Her hips were working in overdrive banging her cunt against the floor over and over again.



And finally the dam broke. Queeny Ho orgasmed right on stage. The ecstatic sensations rushed over her like a volcanic eruption starting in her pussy and surging up through her entire body. Her orgasm was so intense that her urethra exploded and she began spurting clear fluid all over the stage.



“Aaahhhooohhhaaahhh!” One endless cry of pleasure echoed through the main room of the ‘Red Rose Club’.



Vanessa kept on squirting and spurting like a fountain. It was such a rush of clear fluid that suddenly the egg vibrator gushed out of her cunt. The guys had never seen a woman orgasm that hard and some of them high-fived each other for making their fucktoy cum like a geyser.







But Vanessa’s show wasn’t over by far. As soon as she was able to move again, she got back onto her feet and produced a bowl from behind the stage. She was still lightheaded from the orgasm but she was dead set on beating Maria in the slut battle.



The bowl was filled with strawberries. Vanessa was about to bring out the big guns in her attempt to beat Maria. She had to bring out her perverted side convincing the guys with her naughtiness and depravity.



She picked a handful of the biggest fruits in the bowl and threw them into the crowd. 6 strawberries landed in the hands of several costumers. Then she got down onto her hands and knees and started crawling up and down the edge of the stage. She turned around presenting her bubble butt to the mob. It was still glowing like a red bulb from the whipping she had received before.



Vanessa started spreading her ass cheeks apart building a rhythm of opening her buttocks and letting them flip back together. Thereby, her juicy, wet, swollen pussy lips opened and closed, too. As her twat was leaking fuck juices, her cunt made smacking, squishing sounds. In a perverted way, Vanessa’s pussy talked to the crowd. And the guys loved the degrading sound of her smacking cunt lips.



“Yeah! That’s the way a slut should talk!” a guy from the crowd commented the action.



Under normal circumstances, kneeling on the stage of a dirty strip club while presenting her pussy to random men and entertaining them with her pussy farts, would have been more than humiliating for Vanessa. But at the moment, she was on a mission to meet a formidable challenge. She was in total slut-mode and there was only one thing on her mind – being the nastiest, debauched slut in town.



Vanessa pushed both French manicured index fingers into her asshole and spread her anal ring open. Since Stanton had broken her anal cherry and turned her into a three-hole mare, her sphincter had proven itself as an elastic fuckhole. Guys loved nothing more than fucking the redhead’s shitter open and making it gape obscenely. And Vanessa’s butthole was a motif of vulgar beauty in regard to gaping.



Queeny Ho started finger fucking her ass adding one French-nailed finger after the other until she had four fingers deeply embedded down her anal chute. Pushing her fingers out of her tight asshole, her sphincter opened like a blossoming rose. Her anal muscles were relaxed and ready for the show.



“C’mon guys, feed the fruits to your plaything!” she enticed the guys while holding her ass cheeks open letting her asshole invitingly wink at them.



Of course, the customers didn’t hesitate to follow up on this invitation. The 6 guys stormed up onto the stage, walked past the kneeling slut and sat down on the bar stools that had been placed there in the meantime.



On their way, 2 of them even patted Queeny Ho’s head treating her like their obedient fuckpet. Their behaviour clearly showed Vanessa that they weren’t about to make it easy for the slut. They were out to let the whore work hard to earn their gifts.



Vanessa crawled over to the first guy. He was another heavily tattooed member of the biker gang wearing a bandana and cut. Reaching his legs, she slowly and sensually pushed herself up letting her ample, big funbags slide over the guy’s lap. She straddled him letting him suck on her nipples and pull on her tit rings for a moment. Then she got off the biker’s lap and positioned herself next to him so her bruised, angry red ass was facing the crowd.



Bending over with her legs straight, the redhead reached back with her French-manicured hands and spread her ass open getting ready to take the first strawberry. The bandana-wearing biker reacted and placed the strawberry between her buttocks holding it there. It was a fully ripe strawberry that appeared really big in relation to Vanessa’s butt. The colour of the fruit was a perfect match to her bright red ass cheeks. The biker didn’t proceed to push the fruit inside though.



“C’mon slut, fetch your gift!” he exclaimed.



He wasn’t about to lend the whore a helping hand. Vanessa had to engulf the strawberry on her own. She had to literally bust her ass to fetch the big, ripe fruit.



Queeny Ho was still intent on giving a sexy show. So she started bending her knees pushing her butt up and down and thereby running her ass crack along the fruit. She swivelled her hips so her bubble butt circled the strawberry.



The biker got impatient though and grabbed Vanessa’s big fuckudders dangling off her bent body. He pinched her left nipple and fiercely pulled on the left silver tit ring.



“Argh!” the ginger whore yelped in response and began thrusting her ass backwards.



Apparently, Vanessa’s asshole wasn’t as well prepared for those big strawberries as she had thought. The fruit wasn’t sliding in easily at all. Her thrusting picked up space until she was bucking back with all her might while spreading her buttocks as far as possible. Although she had fingerfucked her asshole with up to four fingers, her anal ring wasn’t loose enough to take the big fruit yet.



However, the crowd loved the show of the depraved whore desperately humping a strawberry. It was an incredibly demeaning display and the fact that the ravishing hot slut willingly acted on her own accord only increased the humiliating aspect.



“Arrrgggh!” Vanessa yelped when the biker pulled her juggs further down by painfully dragging on the tit ring.



He clearly demonstrated his dissatisfaction with her efforts. This was the complete opposite of Vanessa’s intent. She had to please the customers! She had to win the slut battle!



In a final attempt, the ginger whore pushed her ass backwards in one powerful thrust. But it didn’t achieve the desired success. She had tried too hard. Instead of swallowing the strawberry, her ass squashed the fruit.



“Look at that!” the bandana-wearing biker exclaimed. “What a clumsy whore! This stupid slut can’t even eat a fruit properly!”



While his outburst caused a round of laughter from the crowd, it made Vanessa insecure for the moment. She had failed and didn’t know how to make it up to the customer. However, the biker took advantage of her indecisiveness and seized control.



Pulling roughly on her left nipple ring, he turned Queeny Ho sideways, made her kneel down and draped her upper body over his lap. Now, the naughty schoolgirl was bent over his knee.



“Obviously, the slut needs another punishment!” he remarked hinting at the whipping Vanessa had received beforehand.



Hearing this announcement, the redhead’s eyes snapped open. Her butt was still terribly aching and stinging. The lashes were still burning like fire on her ass cheeks. Her blistered bottom couldn’t take another spanking. She began struggling around on the biker’s lap. However, the bandana-wearing biker held her tightly on his lap so her desperate struggle was totally in vain only amusing the crowd.



“Please sir!” Vanessa begged. “Spare this whore’s ass. Give the slut another try. I’ll be a good slut for youuuhhh.”



She didn’t even manage to finish her pleads before the biker’s hand landed on her fiery red ass making her scream. And the mob erupted with cheers. They loved watching the naughty schoolgirl get punished while struggling in vain. Vanessa’s ass went into a bottom-wiggling dance.

The biker slapped Vanessa’s blistered ass 10 times. Each spank felt like a mind-boggling hot flame. He forced the ginger whore to count out each blow and subsequently thank him profusely. Each slap left a white mark on her red glowing buttocks until this white spot turned into even darker shades of red.



The act of getting spanked like a badly behaved child in front of an audience was a new kind of humiliation for Vanessa. And thanking the rude guy for teaching her how to become a better slut was even worse.



Finally, the spanking was over and the biker pushed the redhead off his lap. Whimpering, Vanessa carefully felt her bruised butt. It was radiating heat and felt like it would never stop hurting again. She wouldn’t be able to sit on her bottom for the next days – that much was certain.



For a moment, she had forgotten her mission of performing like the nastiest, most perverted fuckslut ever. She wanted this to be over. She was ready to give up. But a retreat wasn’t possible anymore. She had gone down the road too far. The remaining 5 customers were expecting her service. They were getting restless.



Eventually, the next guy in line couldn’t stand waiting any longer. He grabbed Queeny Ho’s arm and pulled her up to him. Then he waved the strawberry in front of her face. And this finally snapped Vanessa back into slut mode. The battle wasn’t over yet. She had failed with the first strawberry. Still, the customers had gotten a great show watching the naughty schoolgirl get a proper spanking.



Putting her most provocative smile back onto her face, she mustered the guy. He was one of the middle-aged, potbellied truckers with a full beard and greasy hair.



Vanessa knew that she had to regain the active part. She couldn’t risk losing her grip on the crowd. She needed to continue acting like the dirty fuck junkie to win this competition. So she started an enticing trash talk while straddling the trucker.



“Did you like watching this slut getting spanked for being such a clumsy whore?” she asked him receiving an affirmative nod in response.



“Do you think this naughty whore learned her lesson and will eat your fruit properly?” she continued while grinding her pussy on his lap.



“Please sir, open up this whore’s ass before feeding her the strawberry!” she finished her trash talk with a plea.



Following her words with action, Queeny Ho sank onto her hands and knees next to the bearded trucker, put her face on the ground and stuck her ass high up in the air.



“Hmmm!” she purred like a sex kitten when the guy pushed one finger after the other through her anal ring until four fingers were deeply planted up her shitter.



“Now feed the slut her gift!” Vanessa demanded while swaying her ass.



The bearded man was too entranced by the hot, sexy slut to play any games as the biker had done before. He pushed his fingers out of Vanessa’s anal orifice to reveal a wide open gape that beamed at the crowd.



Then he held the big strawberry against Vanessa’s quivering asshole and started pushing. The trucker was so heated up that he didn’t pay any attention to the reaction of the kneeling whore. Instead, he mercilessly pushed and shoved. The strawberry was just as big and ripe as the first one so it still didn’t slide in easily.



Queeny Ho was commenting the process of getting the strawberry roughly shoved up her ass with her groans. At least, her sphincter was slowly giving way finally swallowing the fruit. Still, the strawberry stretched her anal muscle into new, unknown dimensions.



“Ooooooaaaaaahhh!” her moan slowly pitched higher with the strain of getting the fruit pressed inside and her rosette widening.



“Oooooouuuuuuhhh!” her groan turned into a sound of relief when the strawberry slipped inside and her anal ring closed back up.



“Owww!” was the yelp following the harsh, affirmative slap the bearded trucker gave Vanessa’s blistered, red ass cheeks as a goodbye.



Vanessa repeated this process 4 more times, giving each guy a short lap dance then kneeling down next to him and enticing him to push the strawberry up her ass.



While filling the redhead’s bowels with strawberries, the guys weren’t too gentle with the depraved slut. All along, the crowd laughed at the stupid whore getting her ass stretched beyond any limit and added dirty comments to the filthy action.



“Yeah, tear the stupid ho a new one!”



“C’mon, stick the fruits where the sun don’t shine! Push’em up her spine until they pop back out of her foul mouth!”



“Wow, what a flexible asshole!”



“Hehehe, that’s no flexible asshole, that’s a properly worn-out cockhole!”



“Looks like a well broken-in anal whore! You can park a freight train up that ass!”



The last guy in line surprised the mob with a new degrading idea. He held the strawberry against Vanessa’s asshole ordering her to swallow it. When she reacted by pushing her hips back, he suddenly took the fruit away and the ginger whore humped the air.



As the mob spurred him on, he continued his teasing. The crowd loved the humiliating display of the slut desperately bucking the air, futilely trying to fetch the fruit and groaning in despair.



He didn’t stop his teasing game until Queeny Ho rubbed her big, juicy tits on his leg while panting like a dim-witted, devoted dog and begging for relief demonstrating her obedience. Vanessa felt more humiliated than ever before in the club. She was acting like the lowest pet of the strip joint. And she was doing it on her own accord!



Still, that degrading behaviour earned her the final strawberry. Now, all 6 fruits had disappeared down Vanessa’s ass pipe.



“Oh! Fuck! Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!” she commented the feeling of fullness.



Finished with his task, the final guy remarked sarcastically.



“Feeling like a stuffed turkey, whore?”



Adding two more spanks to Vanessa’s fiery burning buttocks, he made her ass shake and prompted a rushed reply from Queeny Ho.



“Yes sir. Thank you gentlemen for feeding the whore properly!”



He was right. Vanessa felt as stuffed as never before in her life. Her rectum was literally overstuffed. Her bowels were painfully widened. The pressure caused her bowels to churn and made her moan steadily. Still, the strawberries also tremendously pressed on her sensitive sex nerves powerfully arousing her.



The head of the final strawberry was still peeking out of her anal ring and the pressure caused her sphincter to spasm around the fruit in rhythm. The mob watched in awe how the ravishing hot ginger whore was writhing and struggling around with her asshole squeezing the strawberry.



Vanessa embraced the feeling. The more used she felt, the more debauched she acted, the closer she got to meeting the challenge. And the thought of being the nastiest slut the customers had ever witnessed turned her on immensely. Her lewd performance had already given her the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced.



“Now, shit those fruits out and get yourself a good snack!” the guy ordered.



Before he could slap her angry red ass another time, Vanessa hastily started pushing. At once, the mob could see her strained anal ring starting to twitch. They could see the first strawberry slowly inching forward.



Vanessa had to strain herself immensely. She was struggling with the task. She had to take a deep breath and push with all her might. Once again, she was panting heavily.



Even when the strawberry was half way out, her sphincter was still hugging it with all its might. With one powerful thrust, her butthole finally opened up enough and the fruit shot out.



But it was only the first strawberry! There were 5 more to go!



Queeny Ho had to continue pushing as powerful as she could. The fruits were deeply planted up her rectum and her rosette didn’t let them go easily. With all the squeezing and pressing, the strawberries were tightly getting squeezed by her ass chute and red juice started leaking out of Vanessa’s gaping asshole.



It was an extremely vulgar and obscene sight. Vanessa’s raw, abused anal ring twitched and gaped while a red strawberry filled out the wide open o-ring and red juice oozed out running all over her wet pussy.



“Look at that!” some guy in the crowd remarked. “The fucktoy is a great fruit juicer, too.”



Vanessa had to take a break to catch a breath after each strawberry had popped out of her sore shitter. And after each fruit, her asshole looked more battered and swollen – a sight that only stoked up the crowd even more.



The final strawberry was the hardest as it had been pushed deep down her bowels. Eventually, the constant pushing and the steady pressure took its toll. Accidentally, Vanessa lost control of her bladder. Before the strawberry even showed its head at the exit of her wide open o-ring, a yellow piss stream sprayed out of her urethra. The hot yellow spurt explosively sloshed out of her. The piss stream was so strong it made a splattering sound when hitting the ground. Vanessa almost cried from shame when she uncontrollably pissed onto the stage for everyone to see.



Finally, the last strawberry popped out leaving all 6 fruits scattered in a puddle of red fruit juice and rancid piss. Immediately, the bandana-wearing biker jumped off his bar stool and grabbed Vanessa’s hair using it as the hair-handle. He made her crawl over to the puddle.



The fruits didn’t look too delicious. Most of them were squashed from her tight anal muscles and were swimming in a stinking mixture of piss and juice. Immediately, Vanessa’s face mirrored the disgusting sight. Her hair stood on end but she didn’t dare resisting the intimidating biker.



Reaching the revolting puddle, he dipped the redhead’s face straight into the gross mass. He rubbed Queeny Ho’s cheeks through the vile broth making her retch from the yucky smell. Then he ordered her to eat the strawberries off the filthy stage.



The crowd looked in disbelief as Vanessa once again behaved like the dim-wittedly devoted and obedient club pet. She picked each strawberry up with her teeth trying to avoid getting in touch with the vile piss and juice mix any further. Still, the fruits were drenched with her piss and had taken on the full anal flavour from her ass. It was a disgusting, yucky mixture that made the ginger whore grimace in disgust. Still, Vanessa gobbled down all 6 fruits entertaining the crowd with some funny faces. However, the biker wasn’t satisfied yet.



“C’mon fuckslut, be a good whore and drink your fresh ass smoothie!”



Despite Queeny Ho’s pleading glances, he mercilessly pushed her face back into the vile broth. Vanessa’s entire body shuddered when her lips touched the yucky muck and her legs desperately kicked out in despair. But she continued behaving like the obedient club pet. Providing greatest amusement to the crowd, she lapped up the whole stinking puddle accompanied by pitiful gagging sounds.



Vanessa couldn’t tell what was more degrading – getting used as a urinal by her nemesis Maria or having to lick up her own piss in front of an amused crowd. Anyways, the mixture of fruit juice, rancid piss, anal flavour and filth off the stage was the worst taste she had ever experienced.



When she was finally finished with her task, she looked up at the biker. He had a fat grin plastered onto his face.



“Bad taste?” he asked with a sarcastic tone.



When Vanessa weakly nodded in response he exclaimed.



“Let’s help you with that!”



With that said, he opened his pants and pulled out his erect cock. A second later, the other 5 guys had jumped off their bar stools and formed a circle around Queeny Ho. After Vanessa’s sizzling hot performance, they were close to cumming. One dick after the other exploded and the ginger whore was caught in a crossfire of cum. Their gooey cream completely glazed her face like a donut and splattered long strands of white sperm over her heavy juggs.







While the 6 guys stepped off the stage, the music continued and Vanessa scraped the drying cum off her face and tits. She made a show of swallowing every last drop with a smiling face. Any taste was better than the disgusting, gross flavour of the piss and fruit mix.



Slowly, her performance was taking a toll on Vanessa and she was feeling exhaustion spreading through her body. But her show wasn’t completed yet. She knew she only had a chance against Maria if she topped her show. Maria had only sucked off the two customers so Vanessa had to offer more than that.



As the men had loved watching the slut willingly abuse her asshole for their pleasure, she was convinced that they would love the final part of her performance even more.



She crawled back to the end of the stage and produced a new object from behind the curtain. Making her way back to the front, she showed the item off to the crowd. It was an inflatable plug.



One more time, she got up onto her feet and started dancing sexily to the music. She seductively sucked on the plug. When it was nice and wet, she turned around, bent forward and pushed the plug into her glistening, swollen pussy.



“Hmmm!” she purred when her pussy received some well deserved attention.



In a display of submissiveness, Vanessa got down onto her hands and knees. She grabbed the pump hanging off the plug, led the tube up to her face and put the pump into her mouth.



She started biting down onto the pump slowly blowing up the bulb in her pussy. She looked like a dog fetching a bone when she started blowing up the round plug. Slowly, the display of herself as a dim-wittedly devoted, obedient club pet was becoming the main theme of her show. And each time, it sent a chilling shudder of embarrassment down her spine.



The degrading display caused a new stir among the mob. Under their demeaning hollers, Vanessa crawled to the end of the stage, gathered up a few coins and crawled back to the front.



Usually, the coins were used as bottle deposits. Now, Vanessa threw the 4 chips into the crowd in order to determine the participants of the final part of her performance.



The 4 guys that caught the coins got waved up onto the stage by Vanessa. As soon as they arrived on the platform, she crawled from one to the other letting the pump drop from her mouth into their hands. Then she waited for them to pump up the pussy plug some more. The extreme subservience of the red-headed slut drove the man in the crowd wild.



Of course, the 4 participants made good use of the pump vigorously blowing up the pussy plug. Before Vanessa arrived at the final guy, the ballooned bulb already started to show.



As the bulb had a round shape, it didn’t slip out of her pussy though. It was pumped up way too much by now. Instead, it started expanding her crotch area. With every pump, her puffy cunt lips opened up a little bit further like a curtain getting shoved aside. With every pump, the hugely inflated black plug showed a little bit more. And with every pump, Vanessa had to spread her legs further apart while crawling over the stage.



After the final guy had finished blowing up the pussy plug to his taste, Vanessa was constantly moaning and squirming from the pressure. She couldn’t even close her legs anymore. It was a ridiculous sight of the ‘Red Rose Whore’ shakily crawling around with her legs spread so wide her fat fucktits almost touched the dirty ground.



Vanessa had felt stuffed beyond belief before with the fruits up her ass chute. But now, her vagina was stuffed even more. It felt like 2 or even 3 fists had been shoved up her cunt.



With difficulty, Queeny Ho crawled to one of the bar stools. She sat down on it in the most seductive way placing her feet on the foot rest and letting her curvy ass and expanded crotch hang off the end of the stool. This way, her fuckholes were perfectly positioned for a hard ramming.



She had to gulp down before announcing her plan. She knew that it wouldn’t be a walk in the park – not after the fruit stuffing she had endured before.



But her will to win the slut battle made her game for extreme measures. The chance to prove that she was the nastiest slut around had turned into a turn-on. The more she degraded herself in front of random strangers and the more she let them use her as nothing more than a fucktoy, the more the fire burning between her loins got fuelled.



So she addressed the 4 participants telling them in between moans.



“Please gentlemen, fuck that plug out of the whore’s cunt. Nail her ass until the plug pops out.”



In order to stir them on even more, she added.



“The winner gets to use the fuckwhore for the rest of the night for free!”



This caused admiring whistles among the crowd. And the 4 participants couldn’t pounce at her fast enough. The fastest guy was one of the regulars. He had positioned himself with his pants around his feet and his erect dick in his hand as soon as she had finished her announcement.



The inflated plug closed her ass pipe up tightly. But the fruit stuffing had ripped Vanessa’s asshole enough to keep her red o-ring slightly gaping open. So the participant was greeted by a raw, creased rosette invitingly winking at him.



The guy didn’t dwell on the obscene sight for too long though. Instead, he hammered his straining cock straight through her anal ring and went balls deep in one go. With Vanessa positioned on the bar stool, he was able to ram her ass from atop. This way, his cock pressed against the blown-up pussy plug in a good angle to push the bulb out. Instantly, Vanessa’s tightly constricted ass pipe was torn open making her scream and grunt.



“Ouuuhhh!… Ah! Ah! Ah! Ouuuhhh!…”



After watching Maria’s vulgar pole dance and Vanessa’s perverse anal show, he was too aroused though. He was only able to ream her ass for a few minutes before his balls boiled over. With a loud grunt his cock erupted and his white gooey sperm coated the insides of Vanessa’s bowels.



Vanessa looked at him almost disappointedly. But the next cock was up her butt as soon as the guy had stepped away. The dick belonged to one of the college blokes. He was in his twenties and proved to have a lot more stamina using the ‘bar stool ass ram position’ to its fullest effect.



With each hand, he grabbed one of Vanessa’s upper arms and pulled them back using them like reins. This way, the ginger whore had to arch her back like a bow causing her full ripe melons to stick out even further from her chest.



The young bloke laid his full body weight into each thrust jackhammering her ass like there was no tomorrow. His powerful thrusts made the redhead’s fucktits bounce wildly and jiggle up and down. Her vocal reactions commented each stroke with a loud scream in rhythm with the rapid speed of his fucking.



The bloke’s cock pushed the blown-up plug mercilessly against Vanessa’s inner cunt lips. It put an incredible strain on her poor pussy but it gave her twat a completely new feeling. With each thrust drilled down Vanessa’s ass pipe, the crowd saw the whore’s cunthole opening and closing. Her fuckhole steadily stretched and contracted against the insistent plug.



With each stroke in and out of Queeny Ho’s twitching anal orifice, the young bloke’s dick pushed against the soft inner tissue that separated her pussy and ass. Thereby, the membrane was firmly pressed against the pussy plug. The sensitive tissue was mercilessly grinded like grain in a mill.



It was an incredible combination of sensations surging through Vanessa’s body. The grinding of the soft tissue, the merciless stretching of her constricted ass chute and the strain from the pussy plug were driving her nuts. It was an extreme mixture of pleasure and pain. A mixture her body had been conditioned to react to with the most ecstatic orgasms Vanessa could achieve. A mixture the redhead loved by now.



The ecstatic feelings were overwhelming her reducing her to a steadily moaning doll. If the young bloke hadn’t held her arms, she would have slipped off the bar stool.

My disclaimer: This story is male-male in nature and involves forced sex, spanking, and pissing. If you’re not interested in that, please don’t leave negative feedback. Enjoy.







It was a brutally hot and humid day in the Midwest; a typical summer. I wanted to take advantage of the nice weather and wash my car. It’s been a couple of weeks of relentless rain and storms and it’s taken a toll on the shine of my baby. Unfortunately, because of all the rain we’ve had this summer and the high temperatures, it’s horribly humid out. I’m always more horny in the summer than in the winter. The hot weather really makes my fantasies stand out more, not to mention my cock.



I brave the oppressive humidity and heat and head outside to wash my car. I’ve dressed somewhat sparingly, wearing only a thin, old, super tight t-shirt and short-shorts. I love my cut-off denim shorts, I made them from an old pair of worn-out jeans a few years ago and I wear them often, but not in public. They don’t hide much, but they make me feel sexy and it’s so hot out that when I’m wearing this outfit I get somewhat excited. It’s almost like I’m being an exhibitionist, even though I know that nobody will see me. My yard is fenced in so I could be naked and nobody would know the difference. My cock would hang out the bottom of my shorts if I let it, they’re that short. Sometimes, I do let it hang out, just to make me even feel more like an exhibitionist.



I pulled out my washing supplies and unwrapped the hose in the backyard and started spraying the car. I’ve already pulled my car onto the grass in the backyard in the shade to cool it off a bit. Every once in a while I ease up on the pressure of the hose nozzle and spray up in the air to create a cold mist to cool me off a bit. Of course, this makes me soaking wet. It’s ridiculously humid out and I was soaking wet from my own sweat anyway. But, like I said, I’m in my fenced-in backyard anyway so who cares, nobody can see me back here anyway.



My thin t-shirt is clinging to my upper body, showing off my hard work at the gym. I’ll never be a pumped-up muscle-head, but I’ve got just about no fat on my body and a few years of working out with pull-ups, running, and crunches have tightened my torso and I look pretty good if I do say so myself. My ass is pretty tight, too. Squats and lunges have done wonders for my figure-skater-like cheeks. With these short-shorts on, I think that I look hot enough to match the temperature.



As I’m washing the front driver’s side wheel, bending over scrubbing the tire with a brush, I hear some rustling and stand up and start to turn around but someone grabs me from behind! They’re almost crushing me with their bear hug around my waist. They’re bending backwards and my feet come off of the ground, their waist grinding into my soaking wet shorts and I can feel a bulge on my ass. I know they have a hard on and I also know that I’m in for trouble, unless it’s just a friend of mine goofing around. I don’t recognize the arms and hands around my waist and I try to wiggle free but there’s no way that’s happening, they’ve got an iron grip on me and they’re dry humping my ass through their pants.



It seems like minutes, but it’s probably only seconds before they finally speak. “Don’t do anything to cause trouble or you’ll get more trouble than you’ve ever wanted.” Now I know I’m in trouble.



I shout, “WHAT THE?! Who are you? What do you want? I don’t have any money on me. Please don’t hurt me, I’ll do anything you say, just don’t hurt me.”



Being a young, single man who hasn’t been in a relationship for months, I’m always fantasizing about being taken by force and made into someone’s sex slave for the day. Could this really be happening? I should have been wishing to win the lottery, I didn’t know I’d have this much power over my fantasies. I probably caused this by wearing these skimpy clothes, but I didn’t think anyone could see me back here. Who is this guy? Do I know him? Is it the delivery guy? The post man? One of the lawn service guys? A painter? I have no idea, especially since I haven’t seen his face. I don’t recognize his voice either.



As my mind is reeling trying to think of who this could be and if it’s really a joke, he pulls my t-shirt up over my head and ties it so I can’t see and my arms are sort of flailing around. He pulls my arms behind my back and I hear velcro ripping apart and he takes my hands and ties them up with velcro straps behind me! I’m almost totally helpless and am now half naked in front of a stranger! Or, a friend? I don’t have a clue who it is, but oddly enough, I’m feeling twinges in my cock and feel like I’m going to start getting a hard on. That would be bad timing, then he’d know that I was getting excited.



He pushes me forward so I’m pushed against my wet car fender and pushes down on my back so I’m forced over the hood. Before I even realize what’s happening he’s slapping my ass through my wet shorts! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! “Owwww! Hey!”



He keeps that up for what seems like several minutes and I’m starting to get worried that the neighbors will hear. I should actually be hoping that the neighbors will hear and rescue me, but instead I’m getting turned on by this treatment and am now worried that he’ll stop and I’ll find out that it’s a friend who’s just messing around. In the back of my mind though, I’m pretty sure this is real and it’s not a friend but a horny stranger who’s planning on using me and abusing me. My sex slave fantasy is about to come true.



Two or three minutes of spanking my ass with my wet shorts still on, I can feel him unfastening them around my waist and he pulls them down! Now I’m naked, my ass, cock, balls, and torso are exposed but my head is still tied in that wet t-shirt so I can’t see anything. My shorts are around my ankles and he pushes on my left leg and I lift it up and he pulls the shorts off of that leg and pushes my legs apart. I’m still facing the wet car and my cock is sticking straight out above the fender and my balls are pushing into the top of the fender! I’m not sure if I’ve ever had a more rock hard cock in my life! I hope it doesn’t get me into trouble for him to see how turned on I am. He’s obviously noticed by now though, since he’s behind me and I’m naked and blindfolded in front of him.



He starts in on my butt cheeks again. SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK.. it goes on for several more minutes and I know my cheeks are getting pinkish red and are becoming hot. He’s putting his hands on my cheeks and moving them around in circles with the palms of his hands. I can feel the air on my exposed asshole as he’s spreading my cheeks around, just playing with me like I’m a toy. I know that he’s probably getting a raging hard on himself treating someone like this. It’s not long before I find out that I’m right. I feel his hand rubbing up and down on my crack, up and down, up and down. Rubbing on my tender, tight hole with his middle finger as he rubs up and down. Then his finger goes in! I’m not lubed or anything so it’s a tight fit. He takes it out and starts spitting on my asshole to make it slippery. That really makes me feel dirty and nasty to have someone spitting on my asshole. I love it!



I can feel his finger in there again and it slide right in now that it’s slippery from his hot spit. He’s plunging it in and out and soon there are two fingers in there, then there! With three fingers in my ass, he starts spreading them apart, spreading my asshole open, gaping it wide open as much as he can. I’m embarrassed and turned on at the same time to have someone being this intimate with my most intimate area out here in the daylight in my backyard! The feeling of that spreading goes away for a few seconds and I hear a zipping sound. Oh-oh. I know what’s going to happen next, and sure enough, I feel his soft, pliable cock head pressing between my butt cheeks. He’s rubbing it up and down my crack, over my asshole. Stopping at my asshole but not putting it in, just rubbing it over and up and down and slightly pressing on my hole but not plunging it in.



I’m getting so turned on, I feel like I’m about to cum! My balls are pressed up against the car fender and my cock is sticking up over the hood, like I’m fucking something but there’s nothing there! And, this dirty stranger is rubbing his cock head up and down my butt crack and over my asshole! It’s a dirty feeling and I love it!



He keeps rubbing his cock up and down in-between my cheeks and before long I feel his cock head start to push into my tight, wet asshole. I’m worried that he’s got a huge cock and he’ll just ram it in there without any warning. But, he doesn’t ram into me, he just sticks his cock head into my asshole, pushing just a bit at a time, slowly entering me what feels like about an inch or two. I’m wondering what he’s doing. Is he teasing me? Because my cock couldn’t possibly be any harder and I couldn’t possibly be any more horny than I am with this treatment from a stranger! With his cock just a couple of inches in my ass he holds it there for a few seconds as he again grabs me around the waist and gives me a big bear hug again.



NOW I know what he’s doing! I feel his jets of cum start spraying up inside of my ass! He’s unloading his sticky mess up inside of me with just his cock head in my tight hole. He hasn’t even fucked my ass yet. Is he mad because he thought I was a woman with short-shorts on and he doesn’t want to fuck a man in the ass?



He finally stops cumming in my ass and slowly plops his cock out. Instantly his cum starts leaking out of my asshole, mainly because there’s so much of it and because I’m standing up, there’s no way I can clench my ass enough to keep it in there. He SPANKS my cheeks again and starts to rub his cum all over my ass and lower back. I can’t lie, it’s a great feeling being used by this dirty stranger as his sex toy. I hope he gets around to actually sticking his whole cock in me. I hope he likes fucking men so I can fulfill my fantasy. If not, at least I was awarded his load of hot cum, it’s been quite a while since I’ve had that feeling and I miss it.



I love the feeling of guys putting things in my ass and shooting cum in there and enemas and anything to do with using my asshole anyway they want to. Although, I’ve never been raped like this, by a stranger, anyway. A former lover raped me once. I think you could consider it rape because he forced his cock into me after tying me face down on a bed and tying my hands and feet together. We had an argument and I said, “fuck you!” to him. That didn’t go over too well.. Even though we were together, I wasn’t the one that wanted to be tied up and fucked. I wonder if that’s where my rape fantasy came from?



As this stranger is rubbing his own cum onto my ass and back, I hear another voice! Is this someone coming to rescue me? I don’t recognize that voice either, and I don’t recognize that laugh. What’s so funny, I think to myself. These two guys are laughing as the first one is still rubbing his cum all over me. My asshole is exposed to two strangers now! I hear the new guy say something, something like he wants in my ass, NOW!



Ohhhh, I feel a cock head on my asshole and this time it does go in! It goes in all the way to the hilt! WHOA! The fresh cum in there really make is slide in and out as he starts ramming it in me. My cheeks are being pressed up against his waist as he’s literally bouncing off of my ass with me bouncing against the wet car fender. I hear a different voice behind me and I know it’s the second guy who just got there! He’s already got his cock buried up my ass and he just got there! Was he watching from a distance, stroking his cock and getting ready for this? He’s really slamming into me, our sweaty bodies are making a slapping sound as he drives into me and slaps against my sweaty cheeks. He grabs my hips and starts speeding up and I can almost feel his cock swell in my ass! He starts shooting a huge load of hot cum up my ass while continuing to pump into me, almost creating a foamy mess in my ass. He’s churning both his cum and his buddy’s cum in my ass and making a mess of me. Wow, what a feeling.



Now there’s another cock in me, it has to be the first guy. He’s really fucking me hard, almost like he’s punishing me for not getting to fuck me first. He’s really slapping into my poor, abused little asshole for letting the other guy get in there first. I feel so dirty being used like this. My ass is now filling with a fresh load of hot sperm and it’s really shooting in there in shooting jets like a super-soaker water gun! What a feeling!



Now there are a pair of hands on my hips again and a cock is pressing into my slippery, dirty asshole. Only the head is in my asshole, not the whole thing. Is someone going to cum in me again with just his cock head in my hole? NO! It’s not cum! Someone is pissing in my ass! WOW! What a feeling, that sharp stream of hot fluid being sprayed up my ass! I’m being used as a toilet for this guy, now I really feel dirty and nasty. My cock has never been harder and it’s still hanging out there over the hot hood. We’re all sweating and slippery and my ass is especially slippery with that guy unloading a huge load of cum and then the other guy starts pissing up my ass!



He finally stops shooting inside of me and no sooner then he pulls out, the other cock slides in and starts shooting another load of hot piss in me! I’m so full of cum and piss that it’s sloshing out as he’s now pumping into my ass as he’s pissing! He’s fucking my ass and pissing at the same time. So much dirty mess is spilling out of my abused asshole and I really feel dirty and embarrassed knowing these strangers are looking at me and I can’t see them. They’re raping me out in my backyard in this oppressive heat.



I hear more laughing and feel a spray on me, they’re spraying me with the hose! They’re aiming right at my poor little asshole, spraying it right at my puckered rosebud! OHHHH!!! That doesn’t go on for too long, but pretty soon I feel more water on me, this time in big glugs. They’ve taken the nozzle off of the hose and are just hosing me down without the nozzle. The water is pouring on me and it’s still warm from the hose being outside in the heat so it feels great. Then I feel the hose being pressed up against my asshole and they’re slipping it inside of my ass! They’re giving me an enema out here with the garden hose! WOW, what a feeling. I’m being filled up, first with hot cum then hot piss, then with warm hose water. They keep the hose in me and I can’t take much more. The water is starting to leak out I’m getting so full. They finally turn the hose off but keep the end stuck up my ass. I know the water and piss and cum and shit will start shooting out of my ass as soon as they pull that hose out!



They keep the hose in me to plug my ass and they start pressing on my stomach, moving their hands over my abdomen and stomach to press the water around and make sure I’m cleaned out. Then the hose is pulled out and I can’t hold back, I start pressing everything out! My ass is like a geyser! Then the hose is pressed in me again and they turn the hose on and start laughing. Now what? They fill me up again and then turn the water off. As soon as they pull the hose out someone shoves their rock hard cock up my ass as I’m shooting out all of the water! They’re fucking into my ass and the water is spraying against their cock as they keep fucking into me. Finally, the water stops coming out but they’re still fucking and again, another load of hot cum is shot up my ass.



This goes on a couple of more times with each of them fucking my ass as water is shooting out of it. That must be quite a feeling, I’ve never done that before but I sure would love to do it to one of these guys if they’d untie me. More voices? I hear what sounds like two or three different voices, but it’s not English. It sounds like Hispanic accents. Who are these guys?! Are they bringing everyone in my backyard to abuse my asshole without me being able to do anything about it?! How long will this go on before I find out who these guys are? …

-This is a fantasy of a man (me) being forcefully taken by other men and contains some things that not all may want to read about, including spanking, anal sex, pissing, enemas, etc. If you’re not into this type of fantasy please don’t leave negative feedback. If this turns you on, please send me a message. It’s written in a casual style, not a heavy, formal writing style. That makes it seem more realistic to me. Thanks, and enjoy..







I just “met” you online a couple of weeks ago and invited you over to my house to get acquainted. I can do that now that I live alone again. My girlfriend recently left me. For three years she refused to let me into her ass and I tried everything I could think of short of forcing my cock into her ass. My anal fetish was so advanced that she also found out that I was corresponding with gay men in order to have some contact with others that shared my sexual interests and in some cases, my extreme fetishes.



You wrote me after seeing my profile and pictures and were intrigued by someone who seemed to have the same thoughts, the same dirty, nasty, thoughts, as you did. When you came to the door I can’t lie, I was very nervous. I was imagining all sorts of crazy things that could go wrong, the types of things that a person reads about every once in a while. You seemed like a nice guy with a dirty mind, though, just like me, so I took a chance that you wouldn’t be a violent wacko. I’m so glad that I answered the door that day, now I have an equally horny sex partner that matches, and in some ways exceeds, my own fetishes and does so in a way that’s forceful but not hurtful. I couldn’t ask for any more than that. It’s like you’re the clone of myself that I used to dream about.



We talked for a couple of hours, getting to know each other and talking about what turns us both on, in person instead of online. We both also have a couple of glasses of wine too many and we start stripping each other, almost unceremoniously. We’re acting like we both know almost exactly what the other person wants so why prolong the foreplay. It’s time to get down to business. It’s time to see how far each of us is willing to live up to the hype of our dirty online chats.



After we’re both naked and anticipating the evening, we rub baby oil on each other and you start chasing me around the room! What better way to really get acquainted?! I mentioned in several of my e-mails that I have a fantasy of being taken against my will, by more than one person even. a gang rape fantasy. And you know that I’m all about anal anything.



Maybe I shouldn’t have been so open and willing to jump right into things since I just met you. It’s too late now, we’re both naked and you’re chasing me around my house with a huge hard on! Your hot, slippery, fat, dick is hanging out as you’re trying to catch me as I run around the room, flopping back and forth. I can hear it slapping your legs as you chase me around the living room furniture, the island in the kitchen, up the back stairs in the kitchen and down the main stairs all the way down to the basement. I make my way to the small exercise room that I set up down there and you try to grab onto my as I run around the weight machine. Both of us are buck-naked and horny as hell and bouncing off of the big, over-stuffed furniture down there.



You’re almost catching me and the excitement is making both of our cocks stand at attention. We’re both rock hard and our cocks are swinging around as we run around the room. I turned the AC off a couple of hours ago and it’s in the mid-80′s in there now so we’re both slippery from sweating so much in addition to the baby oil that we rubbed all over each other to get things started. Both of us are oiled up, slippery, hot, and sweaty and as horny as either us has ever been, or at least I am, I just met you so I can’t speak for you, yet..



Every once in a while you’ll get close enough to me to reach out and SLAP my jiggling ass cheeks and try to grab onto me, but I’m just too slippery from the sweat and the baby oil. You jab at my asshole with your fingers as you’re running after me, too, sometimes landing on (IN!) the sweet spot.. YAAAA, right up my ass! You’re starting to get closer to catching me and you grab a handful of ass cheek more often than not. Maybe I’m getting tired, or maybe I’m so horny that I’m purposely slowing down.



Finally, you do get a grip on me and pull me down to the floor and lay me over an exercise ball that’s on the floor and tie my hands together with some velcro straps so I’m hugging that exercise ball, totally helpless, my shiny, slippery butt is up in the air and I’m guessing that it looks pretty inviting. Just being draped over that warm, vinyl ball feels good enough, but I know what’s coming next. You get on top of me; your hot, oiled-up, sweaty, slippery body is laying on top of mine. Your cock is between my legs and my butt cheeks and you’re gliding your cock between my clenched-up ass cheeks, just fucking my slippery ass cheeks, pushing them together as hard as you can. The big exercise ball is at the perfect height for fucking my ass when I’m draped over it. You slide your cock between my butt cheeks for a few minutes but the feeling is too much with the underside of your bulging, throbbing cock rubbing on my asshole and cheeks, and you finally SHOOT your hot, sticky sperm up on my back!



“AHRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!! MMMMMMMMMMM…RRRRRRRRRR…” Your cum is shooting up and over my ass and onto my sweaty back! I can feel it splashing down in hot gobs against my sweaty, naked back and it’s running down into my ass crack. I feel you rubbing the underside of your spurting cock on my asshole and I know that feels so good. Ahh, your soft but still firm cock head is rubbing on my asshole, tickling it, teasing it, taunting it. You’re good at this game so far. I wonder what else is on the agenda for the evening. Little did I know that you had a fully-orchestrated session planned for me.



SLAP!



You start spanking my ass as I’m still draped over that big exercise ball, your cock still dripping cum on my legs and my back is covered by your still warm cum. I know that my ass is in the perfect position for spanking and fucking!



SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SPANK, SPANK!



“Ass boy, get ready for a good spanking.”..



SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SPANK SPANK..



“OWWW!!.. hey!”



Then you start rubbing your cum, that’s still on my back, down to my ass and you’re rubbing it into my asshole! Pushing in as much as you can with your fingers. Probing the tight, little puckered hole that you’ve heard so much about. The hole that you were soon to know very, very well.



It feels so good, so nasty, so dirty, to have someone, anyone, especially a total stranger, rubbing and pushing into my tight hole. You’re trying to make sure my shit chute is good and slippery for what’s about to happen next. Your cock is nice and hard again from the excitement of spanking me and rubbing your cum into my poor little puckered love hole. You just touch your cock head on the rim of my ass and lightly rub it around on there in your own cum for a minute, making sure that it’s nice and slippery. The circular motions of your soft cock head rubbing around on my asshole as I’m tied up and helpless and draped over my exercise ball is almost too much. I can’t believe that we’re this far into things already after just meeting in person a couple of hours ago!



Then you lay down on me with your sweaty, oily, slippery chest on my slippery, sweaty, oily back and you put your legs on the outside of my legs as I’m still on the exercise ball. Then you slide your cock IN my ass, in one motion! The first time a cock has been in my virgin ass! Well, “virgin” if you don’t count the bananas and ring bologna and zucchini, etc, that have been in there over the years.



“MMMMMM..”



PUSH.. in it goes! Your fat cock slides up inside my ass right up to your balls, just like a snake going into a hole. You hold it there, pressing into me, laying on me with your full weight. You start pulsing your cock in my ass and in return, I clench my asshole at the same time. That’s the feeling that I’ve wanted to experience for so many years, even when I was seventeen or eighteen I’ve wanted to have someone put their cock in my ass. I don’t know where this fetish comes from, I’m just glad that you’re here to satisfy my cravings.



Then, you start in on a marathon ass-fuck session. You can go a long time now that you’ve already cummed so you just start pumping in and out, and in and out, and in and out, holding onto my slippery hips and slapping my ass.



“Rrrrrr.. mmmm.. ahhhh.. mmmm..” fuck, fuck..



“Rrrr..rrrr.. mmmmmm.. uhhhrr.. ass boy, I’m gettin’ close, you’d better get ready for a butt load of cum, literally.” You know that I love being talked to in the most dirty, nasty way, that really turns me on and you’re good at that, too. And, obviously you know how to fuck an asshole so there are two fantasies fulfilled so far. So far, so good.



I can feel you speeding up!.. You’re really slamming into my ass, slapping against my butt cheeks with your full weight, plowing into my asshole as far as your big cock will go! We’re bouncing up and down on that exercise ball and I’m helpless so you have to hold me upright so I don’t roll over. My feet on the floor behind me are the only way I have to keep myself from rolling over like a helpless turtle on its back.



“NOOO, that’s too fast and hard.”, I say, knowing that makes you even more horny when I pretend to resist. Then you get up off of my back and stand above me with just your cockhead still inside of my asshole, just keeping the tip of it in my tight hole, and you just LET LOOSE with your second load of hot, spermy goo, this time INSIDE my asshole!



“MMMMMMMM..RRRRR!!!!!!!.. ASS BOY! HERE IT CUMS, my hot, sticky load of cum, shooting up inside of your ass! Filling your dirty ass full of my sperm!!”..



I can feel your shooting hot cum hitting my insides and shooting up in my rear, filling me up! “UUUUUhhhhh.. mmmmmmmm… it’s so much, it’s filling my ass up, and it’s so hot and sticky! That feels sooo good, your hot sperm shooting up my poor, abused little butt hole…” I know that you love dirty talk too.



You finally stop jerking and shooting cum in my ass and I try to clench up my asshole as tightly as I can to keep it all in there. But, a dribble leaks out, and with that, SLAP!! “KEEP THAT HOT CUM IN THERE, ASS BOY!” So, you pick up a buttplug that you brought with you and you slide it in my ass to keep your warm cum up inside of me.



“Try this on for size, cum-lover.” Plop! In it goes. “Now it won’t leak out.” Then you start slapping my ass again and I hear the door open and hear someone else coming in the room. Then I feel a blindfold being put on me! What the? I’m being blindfolded and there are now two guys in the room and I’m still laying over this beach ball with my hands tied, my ass all full of sperm, and there’s now another stranger in the room! I barely know you yet and you’re already having other guys come over to my house? What’s next? I figure that you must have planned this with one of your friends but I have no idea who it is or what’s going to happen to my poor little ass next. Is it some homeless guy you picked up on the street; one of your friends? Who is it?! I’m thinking that maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned the gang rape fantasy.. but I’m still horny as hell so maybe it’ll turn out ok… it’s been great so far.



As I’m lying there still draped over that exercise ball, I feel a hand come down on my left ass cheek, SPANK!



“YOWWWW!”



Then another on my right cheek, then another.. Then it’s constant spanking and I know that my ass is becoming all red and hot and it probably looks great! It’s weird having this new stranger in my house though, I hope he’s not too mean or abusive to my poor little ass. You obviously told him about our chats and my fantasies and that I love all things anal. Hopefully he’s not some psycho but just another dirty, horny guy like you are.



“Uuuuuu.. OHHHH!” I feel a hand on the butt plug, the slippery fingers are gripping it, digging into my ass, and then I feel it turning inside of me. Someone’s turning the buttplug that’s jammed up my ass and they’re turning it around and around and they’re also spitting on my asshole with the buttplug that’s jammed in my ass! It’s getting so it’s slippery!.. What a dirty feeling, having two strangers doing this to me! Two nasty strangers spitting on my buttplug-filled asshole as I’m helpless and tied up and bent over my exercise ball in my own basement! Now these two guys know where I live. That’s either a very good thing, or a very bad thing. Sometimes a bad thing is a very good thing.



I feel something on my lips. It feels like a big sausage, but it’s all sticky. It must be your cock, the one you just rammed up inside my asshole, all full of cum and my own ass juice! I’m being forced to clean it off. And while I’m doing this, I feel the butt plug being pulled out, “EEEEEEEEoooowww..”



Then I feel another cock going up into my cum-filled ass, a different sized one! It feels great. This is only the second cock that’s ever been in my asshole! I’m blindfolded, my hands are tied around this exercise ball, and am being butt-fucked by some other stranger that I haven’t even seen yet! Talk about starting out my first fantasy session full speed!



I’m being forced to clean your dirty cock off at the same time this other guy is ramming his longer, but narrower, cock way up inside my ass! He’s bottoming out, pulling his snake all the way out and then crashing down onto me, and into me, with all his might! We bounce when he crashes into my ass and back.



Now BOTH OF YOU are slapping my ass! You’re in front of me with your cock in my mouth and the stranger is behind me holding onto my hips and forcing me back onto his cock; fucking my ass like there’s no tomorrow. You’re reaching back and spanking my ass and he’s doing the same from behind! I hope I don’t regret asking you to come over.



Well, I know that you’re rock-hard again because your cock is in my mouth, so I clench up my ass as much as I can, and I hear, “Ohhhhh noooooo.. noooo, Joe, I’m going to shoot my cum in this guy’s ass, NOOO! MMMM.. AHHHHHHHHHHHH, here it comes man, here’s my hot cum spraying up inside of your tight, little asshole!!!! I can’t stop!”..



Then I hear you say, “Do it man, let’s fill this guy’s ass with as much of our hot sperm as we can!”..



“Hey, you said your name was Jeff and he just called you Joe?!”, I ask.



“Whatever, man. Did you really think that I was going to use my real name?” Oh oh..



And with that, I feel another load of cum being shot up inside my poor little asshole, mixing with yours, being forced in my colon! His cock is so long that I can’t believe his cum isn’t shooting out of my mouth! It’s mixing with your cum that’s already in there and oh boy, I’m getting so full of hot cum now! The new guy is grabbing onto my slippery hips and really driving his cock in and out as he’s shooting his cum up in me, until he finally stops. I can feel him getting off of my ass and feel his still hard cock plop out of my abused little hole. Whew. I’m being raped by two total strangers! That’s what this is turning into, me getting gang raped by two strangers! I know I mentioned that was a fantasy of mine but I’m starting to wonder if things will get out of hand. I’m as dirty and nasty as they come but I don’t know what these two have in mind. And, being blindfolded and tied up so I’m helpless adds another dimension to things.



Well, the rest didn’t last for long, as now I feel your fat cock in me again, and you’re pistoning in and out like a machine! RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM, RAM.. Squeezing between my butt cheeks and driving deep into my pinkish-brown hole. In and out your fat, slippery cock goes, and it goes like that for a LONG time.. Oh no, not another cock at my mouth! It’s the stranger’s limp, cum-drenched, ass-juice cock now… Well, I’d better get to work on it.



Oh oh, is that the doorbell again?!.. I hear another voice, “Hey Joe, it looks like you’ve got this guy right where you wanted him, stretched over something with your cock pounding into his ass. Is this that guy you met on the internet? The horny, dirty, nasty guy? The guy who likes sweaty, sticky, stinky, shitty ass fucking and dirty talking and spanking and veggies and cocks and enemas and shit like that? I can’t wait to get my cock in this guy’s ass after you’re done with him. I’ve always wanted to find a nasty slave to rape. Get him good Joe, yeah, get him good. Your cock looks soooo good plunging in and out of that guy’s tight little hole.”



I don’t recognize the voice at all. Who is this guy now? Then I hear the other guy say, “Yeah man, this guy’s ass is super tight, and now it’s super slippery with all of our cum in there. It’s just like a bank vault, we’re filling it up but we’re not going to let any of it come out.”



I feel your cock stop pumping and feel just the tip of your cock in my ass again, so I know what’s coming! Literally, your cum is coming!.. And there it is! “RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!….. Ass boy, here’s another load for you, take it all, take all of this cum .. mmmmmmmmm… AHHHHHHH!!! RRRRRRRRR..” Jets of hot cum shooting up deep into my abused, gang-raped asshole. Another load of your cum is being unloaded in my bank-vault-ass-opening!



“Mmmmmmmm… It’s like getting a cum enema! I can feel your hot jets of cum being spurted up my ass, Jeff, or Joe, or whatever your name is!” I’m actually still enjoying what’s turned into a rape fantasy with three strangers abusing my tight shit hole. Speaking of that, I wonder if I’ll be able to shit for a week with the way these guys are packing it up my ass with their big cocks. Every time they ram their cocks into me and bottom out they’re packing my shit farther up my colon.



Oh oh, now it sounds like the new guy’s at my ass and he’s not fooling around. He just gets up on my back, laying on me with his full weight with his feet off of the floor, and he slides his fat little cock in my hole and starts humping! IN AND OUT it goes, then I feel him getting up and pulling out and the other stranger is in me with his bottoming-out long cock, and they’re taking turns! A couple of pumps, and then they switch. Seeing this makes you rock hard again, but that just means that all three of you are now doing this! Taking turns at my poor raped little ass!



And you’re all spanking my ass cheeks in-between raping me. Then I feel TWO cock heads at my little ass opening! “Hey, NO, Wait! My ass is too tight for two fat cocks pumping in and out of it at the same time!”



“Keep it down fuck toy, we’ll do whatever we want to you. Joe said you had a fantasy of being gang raped by dirty, nasty guys and we can do whatever we want to you. He told us to meet him here. He said that you’re our dirty sex slave for as long as we want and we intend on making the most of it before your sweet, little asshole becomes too stretched out.” I’m glad that the second and third guys are the ones struggling to slip their cocks in my asshole. There’s no way that your fat cock and another one would fit in me.



Oh no, there’s the door again, who could this be now!? “Hey Joe, this must be the place. And this must be the dirty, nasty guy you’ve been talking about wanting to gang-rape-ass-fuck for the last couple of weeks. He’s got a great-looking little ass, lying there over that bouncy exercise ball. I can’t wait to get my cock in there too! He’s got a figure skater’s ass, those are some hot cheeks. I can’t wait to bounce off of those sweet cheeks and pile-drive into that little asshole. Save some for me!”



“You’ll have your chance man. Right now, these two both have their cocks buried in his little asshole, but it won’t be long before we all pump our cum up there again. I hope they don’t stretch that tight hole out too much. Although, I was thinking of shoving my fist in his ass later so maybe it wouldn’t be that bad if they did. We’ll find something to do to him for our pleasure. His hole is still super tight though, you’ll love it. We’re trying to fill him up with as much of our cum as we can. It’s already running out and squishing out between his cheeks when we pull out and then ram back in there. Why don’t you go upstairs and find some stuff to stick up there to mix with all of this cum. He said that he fantasized about being fucked with food in his ass. Mixing it and pushing it in his ass in a big, dirty, sticky mess. Maybe you shouldn’t have told all of your fantasies, man. I think they’re about to all come true whether you really wanted them to or not.”

This chapter contains a lot of forced bi. Part 4 won’t contain any.



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I just had a glass of water and took a moment to gather myself, then I got up and found the girls in the bedroom, dressed in outfits they’d wear in their videos, lots of leather and bright red latex, high heeled leather boots, sexy make up, everything.



Sar told me I’d finally get to relax. They got me into bed and then tied my limbs to all four corners, face up. Then Sar shoved a ball gag into my mouth.



I saw a few whips and paddles on the nightstand next to the bed, and they each took one and started to hit my legs with them, not too hard at first, but they kept speeding up. They worked over my legs, chest and stomach thoroughly, until I was wincing or crying out with most hits. I could see my skin was bright red.



Then they untied me, as Alexx detached me from spread eagle and instead, again, handcuffed my arms behind my back and my ankles together. Then they rolled me onto my side and got onto the bed beside me.



From there, they wrapped their arms around each other and started to kiss long and hard, right next to me, Alexx’s body frequently pressed against mine.



They left all their clothes on, as Alexx mounted Sar and then they started to kiss and touch each other right against me. Both of their nearest hands grabbed my cock and they stroked it slowly together as they keep kissing. Alexx was kissing her neck, her jaw, her collarbone and the exposed tops of her breasts as they pressed their bodies together while stroking my dick that pointed towards them at their hips.



Sar peeled her own tight tube top down under her breasts so Alexx could start to lick and suck her nipples, making Sar gasp and squeeze my cock tighter. Eventually they switched positions, Sar’s shiny, saliva soaked breasts glistening as she knelt over Alexx and rubbed her breast through her top. Soon both their hands again found me, as they fondled my balls and stroked my cock, keeping me very aroused.



I felt so useless, their legs and shoulders rubbing against me, their hands stroking my cock, I wanted to participate, to touch and feel and pleasure them, but I could do nothing but lay there, hands stuck behind my back.



They played with each other for a long time, they were so passionate and tender, their moans and breathing alone were driving me wild, their beautiful bodies, dressed up so sexy, tickling my dick, teasing it, keeping it throbbing, when finally they pulled away a bit and pushed me onto my back.



They got on either side of my hips and bent over, taking turns sucking my dick, my ankles still linked together, my wrists together behind my back, uncomfortable, but I didn’t care.



Then Sar took my dick in her mouth, deep throating it as Alexx started to suck my balls. It felt so amazing. They were going slow, slow and luxurious.



Both their tongues moved to my cock head, swirling around it together, it looked and felt amazing. I would moan and groan and it would make them smile and giggle. After a little of this, I realized they were acting, giggling and toying. I started to realize they were teasing, they had no intention of letting me cum. So, I just tried to enjoy the moment as much as I could.



Finally though, it did end, they flipped me onto my stomach and Sar sat on my head, her latex covered butt pressed on the back of my head into the pillow. Then they started to hit my ass, my head was pressed between the pillow and her ass so I had no idea what was going on, I just felt things smacking into my ass, stinging. At first I kind of liked it, but then it started to hurt, really hurt, they were hitting hard and I was yelling into the pillow with each stroke. Sar could control her weight, shifting it I guess, so at times it made it hard to breath. I would start to thrash and she’d let up a bit and I’d gasp desperately.



With my ass burning, she sat down hard again, cutting off my breath as they whipped my ass, I started to thrash, but she didn’t let up, I started to really panic, screaming, but still nothing, I felt my mind get cloudy, then I saw red, then I felt dreamy, the pain in my ass fading away, and finally, I saw light, Sar had gotten off me. I opened my eyes, the pain returned as I gasped for breath.



They then undid my cuffs, but they weren’t done yet, it turns out. Alexx dragged me by the ear to the living room again and got me on the coffee table, she had a huge coffee table, it was close to a small mattress in size, just shorter. I lay on it on my back, my head to my knees were on the table and Sar jumped on top of me, sat on my face roughly, in the time from here to the bedroom, she had taken off her pants, and again smothered me, this time her bare pussy against my face and I started to lick her, meanwhile Alexx had my legs up in the air, then spread wide and I could feel her rubbing lube around my asshole.



I couldn’t see or barely breathe with Sar’s hard legs clamped against my face, and sitting down so forcefully. I could barely hear her moans, they sounded like they were so far in the distance to me.



Then, I thought I had her close to coming, but instead, she hopped off and ordered me up on my knees. I got up and Sar started to play with my balls. Sometimes nicely, other times roughly grabbing, making me recoil and hiss, but she just said, “Keep still” as she would do it harder. She kept doing it until I wasn’t reacting much when she started to hurt me, I just stayed as straight and still as I could, grimacing.



I noticed something had changed while I was being smothered, I could hear Alexx behind me, touching herself, or getting dressed or doing something, but I didn’t want to turn out while Sar was playing with me.



Then Sar got up and walked behind me, my eyes followed her until I saw Alexx wearing a strap on, and unbeknownst to me, another guy had entered the house, and Alexx was undressing him as they kissed. Me and Sar watched them as Sar stroked my sore, beaten ass cheeks delicately. It felt so nice and soothing, comforting me.



Now that we were all naked, save Alexx’s strap on, he walked towards me and said, “Alexx’s new bitch, huh? she said you sucked off four dudes just a few hours ago…never mind, I can see the evidence all over your face…and in your hair. You pussy.”



Then he grabbed Sar’s neck and roughly guided her into a kneeling upright position, while Alexx got to her knees beside her, then they both worked on his dick, getting it hard, sucking it in turns and together.



A few minute later, Sar got back on the table in front of me, kneeling, her ass facing me, and bent way over, so her face was on the table, her ass just in front of my face, she spread her legs out wide, really wide, her hips barely a foot off the table now, she was really flexible, it naturally opened her ass.



“Get your nose right in there, check out my ass.” she said. “Lick it!”



I did, licking along her ass hole. “Yeah,” she said. “Keep doing that.”



Then I felt a hand on my own ass crack, Alexx was running a hand on it, and circled my asshole for a brief moment.



Then I saw the guy getting into position from behind me.



“No, fuck,” I said, turning to face Alexx, “I don’t want a guy to fuck my ass.”



“Then get out.” Alexx said simply.



“Fuck,” I said.



“You want it then, slut?” Alexx asked me.



“Yeah, I do.” I said. Thankfully she didn’t make me beg, that would have been terrible.



“I know you’ll love it.” Alexx said, “You’ll be moaning for more cock in no time.”



I just held my position, on my knees, Sar’s butthole still in my face. I really didn’t have a choice, I said I would, I was going to have to. His cock was average, that was a plus, not oversized like the four I sucked today.



I was prepared as best as I could, but he didn’t start, instead he said. “No, no, beg for it. Wow, you really beat his ass…shit.” He grabbed one of my cheeks and squeezed it very hard, digging his nails in, I was sure he was ripping skin, and he didn’t stop until I flinched and pulled away.



Swallowed my pride, getting rid of any dignity I had left, about to let them do something to my body I never wanted done, I said, “Please, do it.”



“What?” Sar said, “that was awful. Details, convince us, passion, or you can get the fuck out anyways.”



“Please, sir, fuck my ass with your hard dick.”



“How bad do you want it? Tell me.”



“I want it so bad, please, fill up my ass.”



“I’m not convinced.” Alexx said, “I expected a little slut boy that loves taking dicks in his ass as much as he loves sucking them. I expected a bitch that would do anything to get his ass pounded. I thought you craved a men inside you.”



I was going to cry, I was so trapped, so helpless. My voice cracking, I tried again. “Please, fuck my ass, fuck it as hard as you can, make me hurt. I want your big hard dick inside my ass, I wanna feel it all the way, deep inside me, stretching me. Use my slutty asshole. I’ll do anything to have your big cock inside me, pounding against me. Please, please, please, use my ass.”



“Good,” he said, and cracking my cheeks open with one hand, he used the other to hold his cock as he pressed it against my asshole, he rubbed it around on the lube for a second and then I think all four of us gasped as it slide inside me.



“Fuck yeah,” Alexx said, then pointed my head back at Sar’s ass, who was leaning over again, spreading her thighs wide and waiting for my tongue. “popping a gay cherry never gets old.”



I leaned over and licked her asshole again, giving my mind something to do, to not process a man was in my ass right now, amy tongue is a girl’s sweaty asshole was the far more enjoyable thing happening to me right now.



He started to move, holding my hips as he slid in and out, meanwhile Sar was yelling at me to lick her ass faster, stronger, to try to penetrate her with my tongue.



Alexx was berating me, calling me a cock slut, telling me to lick Sar’s filthy butthole, all along her crack, calling my hanging, erect cock pathetic, asking me how I liked having a dick in my ass. Telling me she was going to have my ass ruined. She grabbed my head and ran it up and down Sar’s crack, making me take big, long licks.



The guy, whose name I don’t even know, was picking up the pace now, gripping my hips very tightly as he moved in and out. I was trying to stay attached to Sar’s ass as his fucking was getting stronger, moving me, we were in sync, he’d thrust, moving me forward, pressed into Sar’s ass, leaning her forward, then she’d push back, I’d go back and he’d thrust again, in a cycle.



I felt Alexx’s hand on my chest, she then hooked up a nipple clamp, it was fucking tight, and hurt like hell and I yelled into Sar’s asshole, then the other one came on and I yelled again.



Then, I felt the weight being increased, she was hanging weights from them, I didn’t dare look, but I could feel it, now with each thrust into my ass, I could feel his balls slam into me, the weights swung, pulling at my nipples, each time making me moan into Sar’s asshole, who would just moan back.



He was really gripping my sides hard as he fucked me, hurting me. There would be bruises there the next day I thought.



Alexx kept hanging weights, until I was yelling into Sar’s ass.



“Is he still licking?” Alexx asked.



“Fuck yeah, it’s making him better.” Sar said.



Then he pulled out and Alexx put a little lube along her own strap on and slide it inside me, it was about the same size, a bit bigger, so the feel was similar and it just slide in so easy. She was going at a real slow pace.



The guy came around and pulled my head out of Sar’s ass, and was waving his dick in my face.



“This was just in your ass, this turned you gay for me. This made you into my little bitch, my little whore.” He was slapping my face with it. “Smell it, smell your ass.”



“Yeah, now taste it, clean it all up for me to go back in.” He stuck it in my mouth. Pushed it in deep. “Clean it good. Yeah…”



He did it a few more times, then said “You want this back in your ass?” as he slapped me with it. “Huh?” He slapped me with his cock again.



“Yes…yes please.”



Alexx reached around and was rubbing my dick.



He kept slapping me, “tell me what you want.”



“I want your dick back in my asshole.”



“Alright,” one more shove into my mouth and he walked back around and Alexx pulled out and again he shoved his hard dick into my waiting ass.



He grabbed me hard at the hips again and soon got a rhythm up. I looked at how fucking hot Sar looked all spread out, pussy and ass glistening, my spit running down her crack, before she ordered me down into her ass again.



The fucking increased, he was really going hard, I couldn’t stay on Sar and lifted my head, moaning, shaking with every thrust, my nipples killed, my knees were raw, my whole body ached. My dick twitched uselessly, leaking precum, desperate for touch, as he fucked me so hard, our groans drowned out everything else before he pulled out and hustled to the side and managed to get his cock in my mouth just in time to come.



He made me swallow then lick his cock clean before he got dressed and left.



“Fuck,” I said to myself and lay down on the table.



“Well, we’re going to go get dinner.” Alexx said, and we don’t want you just grabbing some clothes and bailing so…follow me.”



They led me to the bathroom, Sar put a towel in the tub, and had me sit down on it. Then got some cuffs and cuffed my wrists together, then made me bring my knees up to my chest, and she put my wrists on the ground in between my legs to my ankles and then cuffed all four together closely. Finally she cuffed that whole contraption with a long chain to a bar just outside the tub, on the counter, so I couldn’t leave the tub.



Alexx brought in a pitcher of water and made me drink the whole thing, slowly feeding it to me. Then a big cup of juice on top of that.



“If you can hold out until I get back without peeing, I’ll give you a big reward.” They left the room and then came back like an hour later, dressed up really sexy, in tight little dresses. I thought I had won, and was excited.



“We’re going out for a while,” Alexx said, “Sit tight, and I think when we get back…I’ve had a long day, we’ll probably just cuddle and sleep ok? And if you can hold out without peeing, remember they’ll be a reward, a truly good one. So really try.”



I said “OK.”



“Good,” Alexx said and they left. “While we’re gone, think about how silly your little refusals and bullshit have been, and how pointless it is, and consider just doing what I say without all the little girl drama.”



I already had to piss, so once all the liquid worked through me, I was going to be in real trouble. I decided that I really wasn’t going to torture myself to hold it in, once it got painful, I’d just piss. I was hoping they were only going out to dinner, so maybe they’d be gone two hours, possibly less.



At first I just kind of examined my body, I saw bruises forming around my nipples where the weighted clamps had hung, same with at my hips and sides were the guy was gripping, squeezing really extremely hard. Then I had various deep red marks all over my body where the girls had beat me especially hard with whips or paddles.



I still have hard cum crusting on my face, and I could feel it all over my hair as well. My knees were still bright red and sore, spending hours on them. Then my neck and jaw and back especially were just so sore, they like burned when I moved them more than very slowly.



Then. I started testing the limits of my restraints, imagine yourself sitting down, bring your knees up to your chest, feet on the ground, then lean over and grab your ankles and don’t let go. That’s how much movement I had.



Then, a chain connected to my wrists was connected two feet straight ahead of me, to the water tap, so even if I could manage to struggle to get out of the tub, that chain wouldn’t let me go anywhere anyways.



I really could do very little, I could lean over to stretch my legs some, but that would mean more uncomfortable for my back. The only thing I did do was lean against the cold tub side, once I got used to the cold, it was a bit more comfortable.



I had no actual idea of time, but I felt like they had been gone a long time and now my bladder was starting to let me know.



I wasn’t sure how to do that, I couldn’t bring my legs in close enough to hold my own dick. So, I couldn’t really control the stream. Nor could I get all my limbs out of the way, I’d either piss onto the towel under me, or arch it up some and get my legs and arms as little as possible.



I waited longer, but they didn’t come home, and it was starting to get really uncomfortable. I decided that not sitting on my own piss was best, so I wanted to get it as far as possible. I also noticed that the tub was plugged, which may or may not have been intentional, if they thought about it, I’m sure they would have plugged it, but maybe it was a happy accident for them.



So, I got as far away from the tap as I could, and bundled up the towels in close, then thought about Alexx and Sar fooling around, so I started to get hard to make it arch, and tried my best to give it a clear path through my arms and legs and started to go.



It started right against my wrist, but then once fully pressurized it was heading the right way, but there just wasn’t enough of a path and my dick, with no control, I got a lot on my left arm and leg, and once they get hit, it really doesn’t matter how much, so I just kind of let it happen, the feeling of me letting go of all that piss was one of the most pleasant feelings of the day.



And also, it was warm, all over my cold arms and legs, it actually felt relaxing, for right now.



I finished and surveyed the scene, drips of piss all over my arms and legs, yellow drips all along the tub and a small pool of it right over the drain.



I was going to be pissed if they walked in the door right now, right after I finished, but they didn’t. They were still a long time, god, they left around 7, and there were no windows in this room, just a light, but I could see into the main area, it had been black for a long time in there, and it didn’t get like that until, I think around 10, so it was well past 10.



I’d been sitting in this tub for probably 4 hours at least.



And still more time passed.



Finally, I heard the door lock jiggle, then the door opened and I heard Alexx giggling and being loud, I suspected she was drunk. Then I heard a man’s voice. Shit.



Alexx came into the bathroom and saw the piss and laughed. “I knew there was no way you could hold it for that long…fuck, I’m feeling how you felt just before that.” She slide her panties down and lifted up her dress, then sat on the edge of the tub and pissed into it just below my feet.



“I know I said it’d be a quiet night…” she said, over the sound of her urine against the porcelain, but I met an old friend. You have to meet him.”



“Where’d you guys go?” I asked.



“Out to dinner, then out dancing, I drank a lot, so did Sar. She went home.”



Alexx then stood up and leaving her dress up around her waist, grabbed the key off the counter and unlocked me and had me unplug the tub, telling me I could clean it later. Then she ordered me on my knees and to lick her pussy clean, I licked up her slit a bunch of times which was still glistening with driblets of her piss.



Then I had to wash her hands for her and pull her dress back down. Then I got the towels out of the tub and wiped the piss off my arms and legs and then we went out to the living room.



I saw the guy, dressed in dark jeans and a bright colored shirt, open a few buttons down.



He was black, pretty short, a little stocky, his arms and legs appeared thick, but not refined or bulging. Alexx introduced him as Wayne and told him to call me whatever he liked.

One Week of Slut Part 4 – Wednesday



WEDNESDAY MORNING



I was starting to get used to my phone rattling demandingly at 6.30am. My ‘week of slut’ was starting to feel like a full time job, with its regular routines to be carried out. I was almost on auto pilot as I slid out of bed, walked the few steps into the shower before lathering soap all over my body in a warm blanket of soothing water; washing away the delicious aches and pains I encountered yesterday.



It had almost become a routine for me also to think back to the previous day as the warm pleasure of the water brought my senses to life. This time I reflected back across the two and a half days I’d been at Nick’s. Whether it was a subconscious attempt at a little early self-humiliation or not, I tried to work out how many different guys cocks I had sucked already. Including Nick, I was thinking it was probably 6 but almost comically, just then I couldn’t remember. That realisation brought a twinge to my pussy and a flutter to my tummy.



At this rate I thought, I’ll have sucked about 20 cocks by the time I’ve returned home to my husband. That’s not even counting how many guys get the pleasure of my pussy, or my arse. As these thoughts flitted across my mind, my fingers started to trace over my breasts and my pussy. These feelings did not disgust me, they thrilled me as did the fact I had no personal control whatsoever over those numbers, it was all in the hands of what Nick wanted.



I looked forward to the 15 or so cocks that were as yet unknown to me and the humiliations they would bring. I stuck to a winning formula though and decided I wanted to go into breakfast (and Nick’s morning cock-sucking) horny. With a big mental effort, I removed my fingers and turned off the shower. I dried and wore the required morning outfit (just my black skirt) and put my slap on (including slut blow-job lipstick) ready for the day and what it brought.



I walked across the flat towards the kitchen, still feeling strange that the fresh air was wafting across my bare breasts when I stopped in my tracks at what I saw. At the breakfast table was a complete stranger. I had been walking with my gaze to the floor so I was face to face with him before I’d even seen him and I was inadvertently giving him a very easy view of my fully exposed tits. The feeling was worse as I saw he was a very young guy and his eyes were on full stalks as he viewed me so closely.



Instinctively, I did the best I could to cover my breasts with my arms and turned on my heels to go back to my room as quickly as I could. As I turned however, Nick was directly behind me and put a palm up in front of him to indicate I was not to leave. He smirked broadly, delighted at my embarrassment but we both knew it was only just beginning;



“We have a guest Rosie girl!” he said mockingly, “that’s not how we react to guests is it?” He waited for a reply but I could only glance from Nick to the young guy. Based on Nick’s note from yesterday, I figured this was his younger Brother but it was just an assumption. Nick took the lead as usual;



“Don’t hide your tits from me, and don’t hide them from my guest! Turn around and show him your tits!” Nick said, enjoyment at the scenario oozing out of him. I glared at him but there was never an ounce of sympathy to be found from him in such scenarios. With my face on fire, I lowered my hands, turned around slowly and obligingly presented my tits to this young guy to ogle at his leisure. The low appreciative murmur he let out and the dropping of his jaw in amazement as he took in the sight of my exposure only served to increase my discomfort. It was agonising just standing there exposed and powerless as he stared.



Although I could hardly look at him, I got the impression this may have been the first breasts he’d ever seen in real life and his look of arousal and nervous wonderment seemed to echo that. He was quite an attractive young man. He was about six foot and broad chested. He looked quite sporty with a quiff of boyish blond hair and a very fresh complexion. His face was lit up in a mixture of arousal, lust and nerves. My observational thoughts were snapped away as Nick swatted his hand down on the breakfast bar;



“As you can see Rosie, change of plan this morning. You’ll still be getting your morning dose of my cock but while I take a piss and get freshened up a little, I want you to make my kid Brother feel right at home. He’s 19 today and it just so happens that you’re his birthday present. Get down there and suck him off, there’s a good girl!” As he said this he pointed to the other side of the breakfast bar.



I looked in shocked surprise at Nick and was about to protest but he already had that look of, ‘it’s happening, don’t argue, just do it…’ I looked at him again anxiously; looked at his Brother and realised I was going to do have to do this. I stepped across to him nervously, avoided eye contact and simply slid to my knees in front of him.



He was wearing ripped jeans and a scruffy pair of boxer shorts and he was trembling in nervous excitement. On my way down my pussy and tummy fluttered again as his face stared intently in amazement at me as he realised this was for real. I cast a side glance to Nick to see him with a smug smile of satisfaction; he must be loving showing off this domination of me to his younger brother, imagine what this was doing to his ego!



Nick took a seat on the other side of the breakfast bar just as I’d slid my hands inside his Brother’s boxer shorts and slid them off his legs. I was greeted by a long thick cock that bounced out expectantly. I almost smiled to myself as I considered that I hadn’t realised brothers might have very similar cocks. This one wasn’t quite as long but, as I held it throbbing in my hand, it wasn’t far off Nick’s. The young guy was so excited that already my hand wouldn’t fit around its width and he was so hard that I could tell he was full of lustful youth.



I was red-faced in embarrassment but as I looked up at him, I was turned on by the glazed look of shocked lust in his eyes as he realised he was about to get blown in his Brother’s kitchen with said Brother sitting just across the table from him. I looked back down to his cock, opened my mouth wide and started to circle my tongue over the head. He squirmed in his seat as I set to work. The situation overtook me quickly and I went into overdrive, sliding the full length quickly into my mouth, my hand gripping the base of his shaft firmly.



He was groaning and writhing already as I sucked him as best as I could. He lay back slumped in his chair, his head back, his arms dropped at each side. I tried a repertoire of my slutty skills on his, holding his cock while I slurped on his dangling balls, licking the underside of his shaft and turning myself on feeling the hardness in my mouth.



The only reactions from him was a low groaning and, as he got more turned on, a gentle upward thrust of his pelvis as he tried to push it deeper into my mouth. I pushed his stomach down into the seat as best as I could to stop him from thrusting too hard and he got the idea. I held my head in place and allowed him to slide his shaft in and out of my mouth as my hair slid across his skin.



I could hear a low chuckling murmur from Nick opposite us as he’d returned from the toilet. He obviously delighted in the sight of me on my knees between his younger Brother’s legs, his cock stretching my mouth, the room filled with the squelchy slurps of my spittle in my mouth sloshing around his cock.



I looked across and was mortified to see Nick filming me with a camcorder, seemingly getting a close up of his brother’s cock sliding in and out my mouth, filling it. His brother was close to coming a few minutes in; the situation getting the better of him. I prepared to take another load but before doing so Nick shouted across to him;



“Over her face Liam, stick it all over her face!” Nick shouted, realising Liam (as I only just then knew him to be) was so close. At this, Liam pulled his cock dramatically from my mouth causing various fluids to slosh against my breasts and neck. I just had time to look up at him; his demeanour had already changed. Previously he had a look of strange disbelieving wonderment but now his face was full of wicked intent and determination at Nick’s suggestion. It was a look I’d seen on Nick often and said something like, “You’re a cheap slut and I’m going to come all over your face and find it very amusing!”



As Liam pulled his cock away from my mouth a few inches, he slumped further back in order to angle his cock towards me. He gave himself three fairly urgent strokes of his cock and groaned inwardly as he came. Nick cheered to add to the humiliation as Liam came so hard that the initial jet flew right over my head. The next string landing somewhere in my hair but there was a lot more to follow and by the time his balls had finished pumping, his come coated my nose, lips and chin.



Everything seemed to stand still for an age after this had happened. The first one was to break the silence was Nick;



“Way to go dude!” he said, standing up and applauding, “Happy Birthday kidda! It doesn’t end there though, this slut is yours all day!”



Liam looked at him as he slumped in his chair and gave him a disbelieving shake of the head and a grin and shouted to Nick, “Ooooh Fuck! That was amazing, thanks mate!” as all of the energy seemed to drain from him.



As he said this, Nick walked around to me. I was still kneeling on the floor with Liam’s still firm cock wilting between his legs. Liam demonstrated his shy youthfulness by covering his cock with his hands which Nick smiled at. He leaned and pulled me up to the floor, “Let me wrap your present up properly and then I’ll show you how it works!” he said to his Brother and frog-marched me off to his bedroom.



He practically threw me on the bed and I was graciously thrown a tissue to wipe my face. It was only a small tissue and it was saturated with come by the time I was relatively clean. I sat up on the bed and watched as he opened a large wardrobe and pulled out some clothes hanging up inside a plastic cover. Turning to face me, he removed the plastic cover to reveal a ‘saucy nurse’ fancy dress outfit. He tossed it at me and told me to try it on;



“You can’t be serious Nick?” I said as looking at the outfit, it was practically obscene. I knew from looking at it that it was too small but this was apparently the whole idea;



“I am serious. You’ve got a whole day serving us today girl and Liam has a bit of a thing for nurses. Of course, when I say ‘serving’ that’s not going to stop at keeping us in food and drink but you knew that. My kid brother has only ever fucked one girl; or so he says, but by the time we’ve finished with you tonight he should be fully experienced!” Nick said, practically breathless in excitement.



He continued, “And we need a slutty nurse to look after us. What kind of slutty nurse would you be without a nurse’s outfit?” As he finished his spiel he pointed impatiently at the dress. I rolled my eyes in despair. Even after so much humiliation that week, I still blanched as I removed my skirt in front of him and felt thoroughly demeaned at having to wear such a silly outfit.



The outfit was flimsy to say the least as I held it up to me. The dress was blue and had a mock white frill on the front. I had to step into it and pull it up over me. The skirt was even shorter than I thought and I had to grapple with the top of the ‘dress’ to get it over my chest and button up. Nick sorted the button situation out for me helpfully. The top had four buttons which I had done up but he moved in quickly and burst two of them out of their holes so my boobs were pretty much busting out the top.



I was further ordered by Nick to put on a pair of obligatory black stockings. Unlike the outfits of previous days, I couldn’t even manage a respectable façade in this; the skirt was so short it left a gap of about an inch between its hem and the end of the stocking tops. Nick made me twirl around in front of him and positioned me in front of a mirror.



My head was dizzy with humiliation and excitement. I both dreaded and thrilled to the thought of going out of the room to be viewed by Liam as his birthday present. As I surveyed myself in the mirror and reflected that I couldn’t look any sluttier, Nick moved in behind me and thrust his hand between my legs. I moaned to his touch and involuntarily parted my standing legs allowing him to run his hands along my wet slit and slide his index finger slightly inside me.



He murmured contentedly as he confirmed once more that the last hour or so had turned me on hopelessly again. Frustratingly he removed his damp fingers and instead drew them forward and unzipped his pants. I got almost instantly light headed as I pictured him bending me over and fucking me there and then but I was to be disappointed again. He spun me around and glanced downwards indicating for me to look. I knew why; he knew just the sight of his amazing shaft sent me into heat.



“On your knees Rosie girl, I have instructions for you!” he said, slowly and almost menacingly wanking his dick in front of me. As I almost hypnotically complied, he slid his shaft across my mouth and face, rubbing pre-cum over my skin. As he did this, he taunted me;



“Do want to suck my dick Rosie?” he said, holding the head of his cock an inch from my mouth.



“You know I do. Arrogant bastard!” I said angrily, looking up close and personal at the fat head of his cock needing my attention.



“OK, suck and I’ll tell you your full mission today!” As he said this, he aimed at my mouth and thrust his hips forward to ease the head of his cock into my mouth. I slurped on it again like a crack addict needing a fix. As I began I felt that familiar release of tension in Nick’s body as he started to enjoy my mouth. As he relaxed into it he told me what I was to do;



“Slutty nurse today Rosie! You’re going to obey everything me and my Bro tell you all day. Is that clear?” As he said this, he pulled his cock out my mouth to allow me to answer. I’d never felt so submissive as I looked up at him defeated and said, “Yes, Sir!”



Enjoying this complete obedience, he pressed his cock back into my willing mouth and started again;



“But it’s not that easy of course! Maybe I’ll ask two of Liam’s buddies along. Would you like that?” Nick asked. I actually felt that this time it was a genuine question as if he was genuinely interested in whether I wanted a gangbang. As I sucked hard on his dick, I already had mental pictures of being surrounded by four big cocks demanding use of me. My head was spinning and I was gone with dizzy lust.



I decided I would tell him that yes I did want it but I didn’t get the chance. Nick pulled his cock from me and lifted me to my feet, frog-marching me back out to the room and to Liam.



“Fuck me! Look at that!” said Liam, as his eyes glued to my naughty nurse outfit. It was only when I saw the youthful delight in his eyes that I recalled what I was wearing. Nick clearly had none of Liam’s inhibitions about being naked in front of his Brother. His hard thick cock was swaying next to me. Nick just pointed to the floor and as trained, I just slid to my knees without further bidding and opened my mouth wide to take the head of his cock in my mouth.



At the angle I was at, I looked up and met Liam’s gaze full on as he looked in astonishment again at me as he stood next to Nick. There I was, dressed in a slutty Nurse uniform on my knees slurping willingly on his older Brother’s fat prick and enjoying every minute of the experience. Liam had to almost snap himself out of staring as it dawned on him he was watching me suck his Brother’s cock. Nick was the one to snap him out of his voyeurism;



“What do you think of my slut then?” Nick said as he moaned lightly at sensations of my tongue snaking around the head of his cock as he pulled lightly on my hair.



“Thought you said she was my slut today?” Liam challenged light-heartedly.



“Ha ha. Yes, a birthday present for today. Doesn’t mean we can’t share though. I don’t want to go a whole day without feeling this mouth on my nob!” As he said this, he took hold of the back of my head and started to slide his cock in and out my mouth more aggressively.



“Sounds like a fair deal to me!” said Liam above me, “That was the best blow job I’ve ever had!”



“Haha, Best you’ve ever had!” roared Nick, “That was the first you’ve ever had wasn’t it!?”



“No……no its not, I’ve had plenty!” Liam said suddenly defensive. Nick let it go but I think he suspected this wasn’t the case. Mini chat over and Nick turned his full attention to me. He placed both his hands on the back and sides of my head and started short but mercifully gentle pelvic thrusts into me. His cock stuffed my mouth full and spittle ran down his shaft and on to the floor. This had stopped being a blow job and was now a face fuck.



Nick warned me to expect his load as he slid so fully into my mouth. I struggled for breath and just at the moment I found a pocket of air to breath from I heard a groan from above and felt the salty flood of Nick’s sperm hitting the back of my throat. He held his cock in my mouth so I felt every spurt on my tongue and lips being accompanied by a further dollop of come.



Satisfied, he slid his cock almost absent-mindedly in and out my mouth a couple more times before removing it.



Almost on auto-pilot, I swallowed the heavy load in my mouth without even thought or hesitation. I looked up to see both guys staring down at me, their slut. A slut who had just obediently sucked both of them off on her knees in the lounge before breakfast.



“That was fucking awesome!” Liam said, as I swiped my hand across my mouth to clear the come and spittle from my face.



“Yeah it was. Rosie is a first rate cock-sucker!” Nick said. I know I should have smarted at that but I actually felt proud! “And what’s more, she’s ours all day kidda!”



“Only thing is Nick, I had plans to go out with the lads…?” Liam said uncertainly.



“Oh which lads are they?” Nick queried.



“Just Ben and Owen. We were gonna go for a few beers and then Ben’s Brother is playing a gig in Watney’s tonight.” Liam said.



“Fine but bring them around here first….” Said Nick.



“What, with her here?” Liam said, taken aback and pointing down at me.



“Never heard of a gangbang!?” Nick said, quick as a flash.



“Fuck! Seriously! She’d be OK with that?” Liam said, in some amazement.



“Well, let’s ask her, ” Nick said, looking down at me and my face that was hot in embarrassment at the guy’s conversation, “…..answer his question, it’s up to you. Is it OK for Ben and Owen to come over? You know what that means of course. Say yes and they’ll both be inside you any which they want. Say yes, and you’ll be a cheap slut for all four of us. But it is your choice. Say no, and it’s just the three of us. No harm done. Your call Rosie girl?” Nick shrugged and grinned with that mischievous glint in his eye.



Of course, with the rules we’d set, he could easily just phone them and compel me to fuck them all but this was so much more humiliating it seemed. He knew I wanted more degrading scenarios, he knew I wanted a gangbang and the fact that the other three were inexperienced young males only added to the eroticism for me.



At first I was conflicted. Liam eyed me curiously. He couldn’t believe I was even considering it. I was doing more than that;



“Call them.” I said to Nick decisively. Determined but still feeling the heat of embarrassment and not looking him in the eye. Nick grinned but I should have known it wouldn’t be that easy;



“So, just to be clear on this. You want us to call two of his mates and ask them to come here so that all four of us can fuck you senseless before they go to their gig later? That’s right isn’t it?” He said, revelling in the moment.

“Yes…yes! That’s right!” I said impatiently, feeling I would die of shame. Liam was shaking his head in disbelief, wondering what kind of slut I was. I would show him what kind numerous times that day. I thought the worst of the humiliation was over at least until the other’s came over but far from it.



Liam picked his phone up and called one of his friends;



“Alright Owen, what you up to…?” He began, ” ……Cool. But listen, how do you fancy coming around to my Bro’s for a little fun first?”



“Well if I tell you my Bro has found me a fit slut to fuck for my birthday….?” He said, smiling slyly at me, “….no, straight up. She’s just sucked me off in the lounge I swear!!”



I blanched at this as Liam continued, “No, no wind up come round and she’ll suck yours too. She’s fuckin’ fit mate, come round. I’m gonna phone Ben and ask him too, we’ll all shag the arse off her. She’s some sort of dumb slut, she does whatever you want! We can fuck her and then check the gig out later.”



There were frequent pauses as Owen obviously struggled to believe him. I didn’t blame him! Liam however had the easy and humiliating answer to the conundrum, “I’ll text you a photo and you can speak to her to prove it; this is straight up. What photo you want? She’s here in a dirty nurse outfit!” His speech was high pitched and full of giggles and indicated he still couldn’t quite believe it himself. He heard some instructions from Owen and nodded.



He walked over to me and said; “You need to kneel on the floor and open your mouth!” He said this with a wide eyed questioning look. This was the first time he’d given me a direct order and he still had the demeanour of someone who still didn’t quite expect me to obey. I looked back and dropped to my knees straight away, my heart thumping; my head giddy from being ordered onto my knees by a 19 year old kid, but turned on so completely and utterly.



As I complied, Liam walked over to me, phone in his hand. With his other hand, he pulled his cock out. It was semi-hard again already despite me sucking him off only half an hour before. The joys of youth I thought, as I simply held my mouth open and allowed him to fill it with cock.



As I felt his cock meat loll against my tongue, I set to work quickly, feeling his shaft thicken and tighten in my mouth. I drew my head back and slid his shaft slowly in and out of my mouth.



Liam leaned back and pulling his phone from somewhere took a photo of me with his dick deep in my mouth.



As I tried to continue sucking, he pulled it out my mouth and turned away from me to send the photo. A few seconds later he asked Owen on the other end of the line if he’d got the photo. His smile and chuckle told me the answer. After another little pause, Liam thrust the phone into my face;



“He wants to speak to you!” he said.



“What? Oh…..er…..OK,” I said, taking the phone off Liam. My stomach was doing cartwheels and my head was spinning. I had no idea what to say;



“Er…..hello……?” I said into the phone, my voice crackling and trembling with nerves;



“Errr, hi there. Is this true?” Owen said, his own voice betraying his nerves.



“Is what true?” I said back to him.



“Is it true you’ve just been….err….sucking off my friend…and is that you in the photo?”



I blushed with embarrassment, “Yes, it’s true. It’s me and yes, I have just been…sucking your friend.”



“Fuck!” Owen said, “And if I come over there now with Ben, you’ll do the same for us?” he said expectantly.



I looked up at Nick and Liam who were both in rapt attention at my conversation. Lust was overtaking me again and making my head swim;



“Yes, I’ll suck your dicks for you!” I said, now revelling in what I was saying and what I was admitting to a total stranger;



“And we can fuck you too? Why will you let us do all that?” he said, still dubious.



“Well, because I’m a slut. I love sucking cock and of course you can all fuck me. Whatever you want. Now come on over and use me. I’m waiting…” As I said this, I smiled at my boldness. I had no idea where it was coming from but I proudly presented the phone back to Liam who on further enquiry, informed us it was on and my gangbang was going to happen.



WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON/EARLY EVENING



The next hour for me was a little tortuous. I was on edge with anticipation. It was only punctuated by being ordered around a little by Nick, to fetch some snacks and beers and Liam had started getting the hang of it after seeing the casual manner of Nick’s dominance of me and my complete acquiescence.



As I returned from the kitchen with a beer each for them both, Liam stared at me and said;



“I haven’t had a proper look at you yet, lift your skirt up and show me your cunt!”



I looked across in some surprise at Nick who simply slurped on his beer and grinned, seemingly happy that his kid Brother was getting into the role. I looked at Liam and nervously lifted the hem of my very small skirt over my hips.



“Mmm, Nice!” said Liam, taking another pull on his can. Looking at me again he said, “Open your legs a little!” I did so and he responded to this by prodding his fingers between my legs. I took a deep swig of breath as his fingers found my slit and my wetness. I was aroused but also ashamed at how wet I was. I’d had an hour to think about what was about to happen and latterly, I was having difficulty even walking I was so turned on.



“Looking forward to getting fucked!?” Liam said, “I know I can’t wait to get inside you!” he said, starting to revel in his own teasing of me as he pressed a finger into my snatch. I wasn’t sure how to answer but I didn’t need to do as Nick interjected;



“Fuck her if you want to fuck her. What you waiting for!” he said.



Liam looked across at him and shook his head, “Nah, I’ll wait for the others. Be more fun with an audience!” As he said this, he removed his hands from my pussy. He grinned as he caught the disappointment in my face as he was realising quickly what a real slut I was. I was becoming frustrated. I’d sucked both guys off, fetched snacks and drinks and been toyed with, I was longing for a hard fucking. I wouldn’t have long to wait as the doorbell chimed to signal my further debasement;



“Answer the door Rosie girl!” Nick boomed, “I expect that’ll be some guys who’ve come around to fuck you!”



I took a deep nervous breath and walked across the lounge to the door. I felt instinctively like I should button my top up at least by one button as it was obscene in its current state, my boobs were just about in place beneath the outfit but I knew this was part of the ordeal. As I nervously swung the door open, I was greeted by two equally nervous looking young men.



The instant the door was open, both guys lowered their gaze to my chest and, seeing my boobs practically tumbling out of my ‘dress’, they exchanged excited glances. They would of course, also have noticed my skirt being unable to cover my opaque stocking tops. I was quite clearly a slut and a whore and they were excited by the sight and the prospect.



“Err….you must be Ben and Owen…..?” I said uncertainly, looking at both and blushing intently as I did as I felt their young eyes roaming all over my body. Both guys were actually similar in appearance. Both had shaved hair, both average height and unlike Nick and Liam, quite thin and ‘weedy’ in appearance. The one who turned out to be Ben had a piercing in his nose while both were scruffily dressed in T-shirt and jeans. At first, they both just stood there before one of them said, “I’m Ben and you must be our Nurse. I have something that needs your attention!”



The other guy, Owen, burst into nervous laughter at this and Ben smiled. I was crimson with embarrassment too but smiled at his joke. It broke the tension and allowed me to usher them both in. Nick was just behind me, he had been watching the proceedings with some interest;



“Come in guys. You’ve met Rosie, our slut for the day I see?” Both guys just nodded at him.



“Rosie, some more beers for our new guests before we get down to business and get you fucked!” Nick boomed, delighted at being able to show me off to 3 guys. I blanched at his words but headed off into the kitchen to do as I was bid, returning a minute later where all the guys were now seated on the sofa and armchairs.



I just stood there for a few minutes as the guys chatted and started to swig their beers. It took only ten minutes before they had finished the first. I thought nervous tension was making them drink faster. I was ordered to get more which I did. As I returned and passed the beers around, Nick took mine off me but set it down on the floor. He took my hand and stood up;



“Right fellas! Think of this as an instruction video!” Nick said, pulling me into the centre of the room and pushing me onto my knees on the floor. The three younger guys supped their beers and sat on the couches surrounding us, fascinated at what was about to happen. Nick was going to enjoy the moment. He moved in front of me and pulled out his cock nonchalantly like some sort of weapon. I looked at it keenly, my lust sharpened intensely by my consciousness of the rapt audience. I knew instinctively that this was hitting one of my life-long fantasies; humiliated in front of an amused and aroused audience.



Nick gripped his cock, walked towards me and motioned as if he was going to feed me his cock. It had happened so often already that week that I instinctively opened my mouth. He stopped though and held the thick head of his cock inches from my mouth;



“Do you want to suck this Rosie? Suck it in front of all our friends?” Nick said as he towered over me, gently slapping my cheeks with his cock, enjoying the sight of my lustful eyes following his cock. I looked at the guys watching us and felt intense lust. I felt no shame, I wanted to show them right then that I was a dirty slut, to make it clear to them all I wanted this so much, I had waited all day for it. I would again fully participate in Nick’s humiliation of me;



“Yes please Nick….Sir….please let me suck your dick. Let me show everyone I’m your dirty cock-sucker. I want to suck your cock for you in front of everyone!” I said, feeling my stomach twist in heat and my pussy throb as the guys almost spat they’re beer out and said “Fucking hell” and, “what a slut!”



I thought that would be enough for Nick. I could tell from his body that he was impatient to fill my mouth and I was almost salivating at the thought of the anticipated oral invasion. He resisted however, he wanted much more from me in front of the attentive audience;



“And my friends too Rosie? I hope you’re going to be a good slut and suck all their cocks too? Why don’t you tell the guys that you’ll suck them all off as you give them a good view of those big tits?” Nick said smirking.



Even two days ago, this would have felt intensely difficult for me and while I still felt the humiliation, my first feeling was lust. I looked at the guys in turn, stood up off the floor and started to fully unbutton my top. Timing it with my reveal, I looked at them as sexily as I could and delivered my slut speech. I tried to appear matter-of-fact and calm but my voice crackled with nerves and cotton-mouth;



“Have a good look at my tits boys, and as Nick said, I’d love to suck all your cocks in turn. I love sucking cock and I hope Nick will let me show you that by sucking his as you watch. I’m Nick’s dirty cock-sucker!” As I finished saying this, I opened my top wide, feeling my tits bounce out of the restrictive costume. I felt proud of my breasts and the wide eyed stares of the young guys testified to the fact that they enjoyed the view. My head was swimming in lust but I did manage to hear comments from the guys along the lines of, “fantastic tits!” and one of them saying, “Fuck me, she is so going to get it hard soon!”



My nipples were rock hard in lust. As I said, I had tried to sound calm and deliberate to them but my voice was crackly and breathless with nerves. I did however put my clammy fingers through my hair and arch my back to give them a completely uninhibited view of my tits as I grappled between my desire to be a complete slut, and my shy reserve (a quality that was being blasted from me throughout this slut week!). I begin to move my hands over my breasts, feeling my nipples harden to the touch as the reality of being topless in front of these three young guys sent my head swimming as I battled against my nervousness and tried to present them with a view of an eager and willing slut.



The sight of their rapt fascination send confidence and lust searing through my veins as I came out of the other side of my nerves and realised that I wanted this badly and I could put my nerves to one side. What had I to be nervous about I thought, all I had to do was to give myself up to these 4 guys and submit to them as their fuck toy. I wanted this and I was going to get it. The more on heat I was, the better, I would give it all up for them.



These thoughts sent electric jolts of heat thorough my pussy. I almost forgot about Nick but not for long. I felt his firm grip on my shoulder as he pulled me to the floor onto my knees. This time he wasted no time, he stuffed his cock into my mouth, making me groan and sign inwardly as I felt the thick head of his cock fill my mouth. As he did this, I heard the 3 observers cheer as if Nick had just scored a goal in a football match.



He gave me a couple of regular thrusts into my mouth, sliding it into my mouth at such an angle so the guys could all see. This wasn’t enough for him though and for the next few minutes, he fucked my mouth rhythmically in between asking me some humiliating questions for the guys amusement;



“Is this what you wanted slut!?



“Mmm….yes….thank you!” I said, as Nick pulled his cock out my mouth and rested it on my cheek allowing me a free mouth to answer, a string of spittle running down my chin and his cock shaft.



“Tell the guys how many times you’ve sucked my cock this week slut!” He said, revelling in recanting his prowess to his younger brother and friends.



“Mmmpfhhh….err….maybe six times Sir?” I said, as he filled my mouth again, this time at an angle so the head of his cock made a lump in my cheek. This time I felt his cock vibrate with the rest of his body as he joined the others in laughing at me. I heard one of the younger guys shout out, “Fuck me, what a tart, she doesn’t even remember how many times!” and despite having my mouth filled with dick again, my cheeks blushed crimson.



As I was beginning to enjoy the rhythm of his cock, Nick surprised me again by pulling out suddenly;



“I’m bored of your mouth, should I fuck you, whore?” He said, stroking his hypnotic cock slowly in front of me. I couldn’t resist;



“Yes please Sir, fuck me hard. Fuck me in front of everyone.” I said, lost in wild eroticism.



“I will, don’t worry about that, but tell the guys they can all fuck you whenever they want,” he said teasingly. As I was about to, he had a further idea. He unzipped my dressed and slid it off me and tossed it across the floor. He had me sit on the low table in the middle of the guys and lie back. He roughly spread my legs giving the guys a complete view of my soaked pussy;



“Open your slut pussy up and play with that clit in front of these boys as you tell them what you want them to do….” He said.



I looked up to see that the guys had all pulled their own cocks out as they remained seated in their chairs watching me. Nick was standing just to my left and he knelt down and started pinching my nipples as I complied again, reaching between my legs, pulling my soaked pussy lips apart and rubbing my clit.



I felt like I had electrocuted myself as my clit jolted against my finger. I was breathless and I knew I could come quickly with all the pent up tension of the day. Filled with intense lust, I’d forgotten what I was supposed to be doing as I fingered myself keenly in front of 3 19-year old guys who were wanking at the sight. Nick was annoyed however;



“Tell them slut! Don’t disobey me. I told you to tell them what you want them to do” he said, pinching and twisting my nipple to emphasise the point;



“Oh fuck, oh fuck…..” I said as I pleasured myself. I looked up at the guys again and thought of what to say in my lust addled mind, “I want you all to fuck me hard, use me like a fuck toy. Pound my slutty cunt…..take turns inside me. I want all of your cocks….mmmmm….oh god….”



Nick surprised me then. He slid between my legs, pushed my own sticky fingers aside and replaced them with his tongue. He drew my legs up so the guys could all see deep inside me as he parted my pussy lips to expose my throbbing clit to everyone.



With one hand above my clit and the other with his fingers probing my cunt, he raked his thick tongue over my clit and over my pussy lips. I could feel my pussy juices falling out of me as my juices coated his face;



“I hope you’re watching fellas. This is how you eat a cunt!” he said, as he moved both his lips over my clit and starting kissing my pussy, his tongue circling my engorged clit. I looked at him bobbing between my legs and now I looked lustily at the 3 guys, all of whom had hold of their own handfuls of thick cock that would soon find their way inside me.



Nick disappointed me temporarily. He withdrew his mouth and stood back up, invited me to suck my own juices from his fingers and he thrust them in and out of his mouth. He took hold of my hand and guided it back between my legs as he gripped his own cock and started stroking himself as he joined the others again in watching me willingly humiliate myself by masturbating in front of them all.



I was coming and there was no stopping it now. My stockinged legs were as wide apart as I could get them and my fingers were lathered in my pussy juice as I rubbed my clit frantically only inches from all of the guys.



I let out a roar and threw my head backwards against the table as my pussy erupted against my fingers. The world went fuzzy and hazy as I climaxed and even though I could hear all the guys cheering and laughing, they seemed like they were in a different world as I came.



As was almost customary, Nick left me no time to recover from my come. He walked the one step towards me and turned me over on to all fours on the table. He moved behind me and slapped his heavy cock against my arse.



I knew I was about to be fucked hard in front of the three guys. I didn’t even feel my usual humiliation, I just felt totally aroused, I couldn’t wait for it to start. I wanted to show them all more of my true nature, wanted them to marvel at how much I loved Nick’s cock inside me, even laugh at how easily he controlled me.



Nick wanted that too. He roughly spread my cunt and with some aggression, grabbed hold of his shaft and speared it up me. I was so wet that he was like a hot knife through butter as he plumbed deep inside me straight away. I knew from his motions and his noises that this was going to be a complete rutting fuck. He was going to fuck me hard and demonstrate his complete dominance of me.



My assumption was proved right. With his shaft buried safely in my cunt, he gripped my hips each side and drew his shaft almost all the way back out of me before a sharp pelvic thrust slid it right back inside me.



As he got into rhythm, his thrusts got harder, sharper, more powerful. My boobs were bouncing beneath me in time with his thrusts which were making slapping noises as his stomach and his balls slapped against my bum which rippled against his powerful torso.



“You like that Rosie?” Nick said breathlessly as he moved his hands from my hips to my shoulders.



“Oooh fuck yes, I love it. I love your big dick inside me….mmmmm…” I said, not really knowing what I was saying.



“I know you do, slag. You love my cock inside you. Lost count of how often I’ve had it inside you this week. Plenty more to come eh Rosie?”

“Ohhh fuck, ” I moaned as I struggled to speak as he split my pussy in two, “Yes, fuck me however you want, I fuckin’ love it!” I cried.



Nick grunted his pleasure at my lust filled screeching. It seemed to tip him over the edge. I thought he was going to fill my pussy with his spunk. I wanted him to but instead he pulled his rock hard dick out of me and tottered forwards and over me to line his cock up with my face. I leant in quickly to suck it but I wasn’t quick enough, with my mouth an inch or two from his cock, I saw a thick jet of spunk arrow towards me as he coated my face again.



“Oh fuck, oh fuck!” Nick said, as he stroked about five sticky ropes of come over my face and in my mouth. I was completely out of control now and drew my fingers over my cheek and forehead to collect the come and suck it into my mouth. Nick towered over me and obligingly filled my mouth with his thick pipe again as I cleaned his cock.



Satisfied, Nick pulled his cock out. I looked up to see the 3 guys all stood up around me, cocks angry and horizontal in their grip, determined looks on all their faces. Nick stepped back;



“I’m off for a shower and a snooze lads. Fuck her brains out! I want to hear the screams from my room!” he said, chuckling. As he set off, he turned to me, “3 19-year olds on heat, you’re in for a hard time for the next hour or two Rosie girl!” I looked up at him and smiled. We both knew it to be the case and we both knew I loved the fact. I couldn’t wait to be used by these young guys.



As Nick left the room, his cock still hard and swinging majestically. Three other cocks loomed into my view. I was lying on the small lounge table wearing just a pair of black stockings, my legs wide apart, my pussy sore and stretched from Nick’s invasion. I wanted to do this right and show all of these guys a good time. I wanted to be the complete willing slut for them and make them feel good. I looked up and smiled at them, draping my hand between my legs;



“Now then, who wants to go first in my pussy?” I said as sexily as I could muster. I looked from guy to guy. They weren’t sure;



“I can suck someone at the same time?” I offered helpfully.



Liam took the initiative. He dropped to his knees between my legs and aimed his cock at my hole;



“It’s my birthday. I should be first inside!” he said to the other two, He wasted no time as he pushed my hand aside and fed his fat prick into my willing slit. I let out an audible ‘mmm’ as he filled me satisfyingly and felt the gentle motion of him as he started thrusting slowly inside me. I looked at the other two guys as Liam lay on top of me. I wanted to please them to;



“Someone come here, I want to suck some dick!” I offered as Liam fucked me.



“I want to fuck you too!” Owen replied. Ben nodded in agreement, “Me too!” he said. Essentially, they formed a queue behind Liam waiting for my cunt. I smiled to myself as it dawned on me that two 19-year olds had essentially just refused my offer of sucking their dicks. No matter I thought, I’ll take them all in my pussy!



Liam’s cock felt huge inside me as he essentially did press-ups over me. I draped my arms around his own muscular biceps and spread my legs wide as he pounded into me. In a rare moment of tenderness that day, he stooped down to me and kissed me, our tongues entwining as he gave me an enthusiastic seeing to.



I responded and let my tongue loose inside his mouth as my pussy was being prised apart by his young cock. I could hear the liquid squelch of our mouths but also of his rod inside me as my pussy coated his cock as I opened my legs wide, drawing him in with my thighs and calves.



He continued to hump me until quite suddenly and almost unexpectedly, he stiffened his back and threw his head back. I pressed his bum into me as he sank his cock into me up to the hilt and I felt his cock empty his come inside me violently.



He groaned softly and remained completely still for about thirty seconds as his balls emptied inside me. As soon as he was done, he withdrew his cock and I felt a dollop of come land on my lower stomach.



“Fuck, sloppy seconds now, lad!” Owen said, “Why didn’t you come over her face like Nick!” he complained.



“Fuck off, she’s my whore. I’ll come wherever I want. You come over her face if you’re so worried!” Liam retorted.



“No chance, I’m not missing out on this!” Owen said. As he did this, he repeated exactly what Liam had just done. He dropped to his knees and pressed his cock into me. Perhaps showing his inexperience, he didn’t manage to find his way in despite the fact my slit felt as wide as a tunnel right then. I didn’t want him embarrassed so I leaned in and grasped his cock and fed it into my own hole.



The process sounded mechanical as both Owen and then Ben fucked me in the same position as the other two watched. I loved it however. Each on their own would have represented a disappointing experience but I was focussing on the sheer thrill of being an obliging whore to three teenage guys.



I loved their expressions, somewhere between overwhelming lust and gratitude as they each had my cunt and deposited their sticky loads inside me. As shameful as it sounds I was only disappointed that there weren’t more guys to stick their cocks up me.



As Ben did me last, he popped his cock out of me and I felt the dull internal pain of my well used pussy now full of three loads of young spunk and sore from 4 guys stretching me.



Ben deviated from the others by presenting his still thick cock to my mouth for sucking and as I did I reflected on the fact I was probably tasting three guy’s jizz at once on his cock. He surprised me a little more as I’d sucked him by leaning his ball sack on my lips and made me suck his balls which I did keenly as he took the opportunity to pinch my nipples and mash my tits.



The lads had me fetch them more beers and I used their post-coital slumber to leave them to it. I got myself a calming cup of tea and sat in the kitchen with it before heading to the shower. Despite wiping myself off I was still coated in sperm and had it sloshing around inside me.



I stepped into the shower and blasted it on. I always loved the feeling after sex of the jets of hot water skirting across me as I lathered my body up and soothed away the aches of the sex.



My mind spun to what had just happened and my hand inevitably slid between my legs. I reached and teased for my clit again and almost fell against the glass wall of the shower as my clit almost exploded to my touch. I pictured Liam, Owen and Ben all in that queue to fuck me. I pictured me on the table my legs obligingly splayed open as I allowed each of them easy use of my cunt, making the wank fantasies of three young guys come true.



My head dizzied again as I leant against the shower, water cascading between my breasts and my legs and I let out an audible moan as my pussy contracted violently and I came again, the juices of my pussy running down my legs and mingling with the water.



My breath was ragged and I felt such a dirty, out of control whore as I stepped out of the shower. I hadn’t meant to do that but I couldn’t help myself, I had to come and I did. I mentally shrugged it off. This was my week of slut so anything went but I knew I wouldn’t even be able to remember how many orgasms I had had since Sunday.



As I started to towel myself dry, the bathroom door opened and Ben walked in calmly. He eyed me leeringly and even though he had royally fucked me just over an hour before, I still tried to cover myself with the towel. Ben had other ideas though;



“No slut, I don’t think so!” he said as he pulled the towel from me and tossed it onto the floor. I looked at him with a snarl but I knew I was also his plaything that afternoon too. What he did next though tested even my willingness;



“I’ve read about girls like you, ” he said abruptly, “Like a bit of humiliation do you?” he said, his face inches from mine. I looked away but he held my chin and turned me to face him. I answered, “Yes….yes I do…” I offered.



“Help me take a piss!” he said abruptly.



My eyes bulged wide, “What? …no, no…I don’t do that sort of stuff….!” I said, looking down and noticing his flaccid cock was already out.



“Yes you will, you’ll do what I say….and you’ll call me Sir when you answer me!” Ben said, with a touch of menace in his voice.



“I….oh….fuck….” I couldn’t speak coherently as the shock of the request was met by an intense wash of lust. Without being able to compose myself, Ben had walked me over to the toilet and pushed me onto my knees next to him;



“All you need to do is hold my cock over the toilet and aim my piss into the pan, how hard is that to do?” Ben said. With that, he picked up my hand and placed it on his cock. Almost as soon as he had done that, I felt the warm rush of piss as it jetted out of his cock. He was obviously enjoying the scenario as I’m sure most guys aren’t semi-hard as they take a pee normally but I had easily enough room on his length to hold his shaft and direct his cock.



I watched in fascination almost as if it wasn’t me that had had hold of his cock, wondering how this had happened and what had happened to Ben who was suddenly become sort of Dominating Master. He just leaned his head back and enjoyed his pee. I watched the long stream of pee as it hit the toilet pan. I was snapped out of this weird reverie by Ben;



“That was nice, now suck it!” he said, smirking down at me. I was shocked at the request again but this now seemed like a challenge and we both knew I wanted to suck it. I moved in an inch or two closer and opened my mouth wide and fed his cock into my mouth. As I did so, Ben shocked me still further by thrusting it straight into my mouth making me gag and cough. He pulled it out a little and then ordered me to lick it.



I lapped at the head of his dick with my tongue which he moaned at in pleasure;



“Ever tasted piss?” he said, smirking at me.



“No…no Sir…” I said nervously.



“Well you’re about to. I’ve got a little left so I want you to drink it and then give my cock a good sucking. OK?”



My face must have betrayed my shock and surprise. The main shock and surprise was internal as my heart raced and my tummy jolted, I was actually hoping he would make me do this. In the cold light of day it was disgusting and I was nauseated at the thought even then but my desire for humiliation won out, I was intrigued. I looked up at him and just nodded nervously, my cheeks flush with shame.



“Right, here it comes, drink!” he said and sure enough as I closed my mouth around the head of his cock, a warm salty jet of pee splattered against the back of my throat. It was strong and acrid and my first thought was I was going to vomit but luckily, most of his wee had ended up in the toilet, this was just a little ‘taster’ so to speak. He hissed in satisfaction at relieving himself in my mouth and pulled his cock out afterwards.



My eyes had teared up, whether with the shame or the foul taste of this pee but he paid no attention to that;



“Want to suck my cock then or what?” he said, waving it arrogantly in my face.



I looked and thought about it. I did, desperately, “Yes I do…..Sir…” I said, looking him in the eye. He grinned back down at me. I had to almost remind myself he was a 19 year old guy. It didn’t seem to matter just then as he fed his cock into my mouth and started to rhythmically fuck my mouth.



I held my mouth open, not that I had a choice and just held on for dear life as he keenly used my mouth and thrust in slowly but deeply, pressing the head of his cock to the back of my throat. He seemed to get tired of this though and told me to ‘do some of the work.’ I grasped his cock with my hand and licked up and down his shaft and sucked slowly.



As I was getting into it and he was showing signs of wanting to unload, we were interrupted by someone;



“Fuck’s sake Ben, can’t you do that outside, I’m bursting for a pee!” Owen said as he came in, his eyes wide as he took in the scene of me on my knees next to the toilet sucking Ben’s nob.



“It’s OK, I’m nearly done. We’ll just move across a little!” he said and in doing so, shunted the both of us about 3 feet from the toilet. As I was placed there, Ben issued fresh orders;



“Put your hands behind your head and open your mouth!” he barked.



As I did so, he gripped his now thick cock and forced it deeply into my mouth, filling my mouth completely and making me moan with the effort;



“Look up into my eyes. I’m going to fill your mouth with spunk, little slut!” Ben said, as he fucked my mouth in long strokes. I did as he ordered and just in time as I met his gaze, I saw the glazed but determined look of Ben as he held his cock in place and emptied his balls into my mouth.



The force of his orgasm caused me to cough and splutter as I choked down his jizz. I caught his eye and saw his lazy grin as watched me struggle with his sperm for what seemed like an age before he withdrew his cock and walked over to the sink to wash it. I slumped against my knees and tried to recover my breath but I didn’t get much time.



Without even saying a word, a smiling Owen moved away from the toilet and turned at an angle to face me. He simply presented his semi-hard cock to my face. I took a deep breath and didn’t even bother with any protest or discussion as I knew what was expected. I just opened my mouth and slid my lips over the head of his cock obligingly. It hardened in my mouth quickly as I gripped the throbbing shaft. Owen ran his fingers through my hair as he watched me work on his cock.



Owen didn’t force anything, he just watched from his standing position, with one hand on the wall next to us for stability as I chugged away on my knees in the toilet. Owen betrayed no emotion other that a seeming determination to see what was happening as if he was determined not to forget the experience.



I sucked him quite methodically without any real finesse or technique. I gripped the base of his shaft and slurped eagerly on the head of his cock. Within a couple of minutes, Owen’s breathing got more ragged. As he approached orgasm, he clumsily started to hump into my mouth before I felt his knees buckle slightly as he emptied into my mouth.



For some reason, as he was in the middle of his come and I’d felt a couple of globs of come hitting the back of my mouth, he pulled his dick out my mouth and landed the rest of the come on my lips and chin. He simply looked down, grinned almost apologetically and said, “Thanks,” before hopping over to the sink and washing his cock, pulling it back into his pants and walking out.



I stood shakily to my feet, the taste of two 19 years guys in my mouth before washing my face in the sink, washing myself clean of spunk but wondering how long my clean face would last.



“Where you been slut?” Said Nick leeringly from his place seated on the couch as I re-joined the guys.



“Err, I’ve been in the shower…” I said, blushing, knowing I had of course no way of keeping what had happened quiet.



“Suck any cocks while you were in there, slut?” Nick said, to giggles from the others.



“Er, yes…” I said, blushing profusely, avoiding eye contact with everyone amidst the laughter.



“Yes you did, dirty cock-sucker!” Nick added, grinning, “But…if you can manage to last half an hour without sucking a cock, the guys here would like some food before they go out! Sort it out Rosie girl!” I glared at Nick but complied as usual as the guys drank more beer and get rowdy in the lounge. Not wanting to cook naked, I fetched a dressing gown from my room and headed off to the kitchen.



As I returned half an hour later I realised a further humiliation was in store for me as the guys were sat lazily supping beers while Nick was entertaining them with a special home movie he’d made as he propped up his laptop on the low table. Yes, you’ve guessed it. As I walked in with dinner, the TV showed me on all fours sucking Liam’s cock.



Mercifully, the arrival of dinner cut their viewing short and we all ate dinner at the table. Afterwards I cleaned up in the kitchen as the guys got ready for their gig outing. Whilst mostly uneventful, Ben came into the kitchen grinning. He tapped me on the shoulder as I did the dishes.



“Hey slut, are you here all week?” He said expectantly, still grinning.



I looked at him with a little trepidation, “Err, yes I am….why?”



“I thought I’d told you, it’s Sir…” he said, not a flicker of emotion on his face.



I blushed at the indignity of having to call such a young guy that but I complied as something deep inside me called for me to, “Yes I am…Sir….” I said, not being able to prevent a hot blush of my face.



“I might just come back sometime….and pee all over you. I think you’d like it,” he said, looking inquisitively at me.



“I…er…I’m not sure I’d like that…SIr,” I said uncertainly, not even sure if I was being truthful.



“Oh I think you will,” Ben said, calmly undoing the tie on my gown and thus fully exposing my nakedness to him before helping himself to a full grope of my breasts and looking me in the eye as if trying to see something there. He just smiled arrogantly and walked out. I took a deep breath and re-tied my gown.



I was glad when Nick said he was going to go out with the others to the gig. It gave me time to reflect on what had happened but also to try and relax. I was exhausted by the trauma of everything that had happened and needed thinking time, especially about Ben. This was darker territory than I’d wanted to get in but somehow it had just happened and somehow I had been intensely excited by it.



I wondered if Ben was some sort of junior Master in the making. In his presence, my head went to mush and I seemed to lose any ability to refuse what he asked. What’s more, he seemed to know that as well as I did. I found myself thinking of Ben and hoping he would come back to the flat at some point. I felt there was something there I needed to explore but at the same I was terrified by it.



WEDNESDAY EVENING



I had a relatively quiet early evening before deciding to call in with my hubby, Paul. I phoned him first but on the call he asked me to SKYPE him. As I did and he appeared on screen, he was naked and had his cock in his hand already;



“Wow, you’re keen!” I said to him, my senses warming to the familiar face and my love of my husband. For some reason I felt a little teary and emotional at the sight of him and a sudden desire to go home seized me.



I was grateful for this chance to explore my desire for submission but the sight of my husband on his own wanting my company suddenly made me feel very lonely. A couple of hours ago, I was kneeling in front of a toilet allowing a 19 year old to pee and then come in my mouth before another guy took my mouth straight after. All that time, my husband and my home seemed a million miles away, now it was in front of me on the screen.



“I am keen yes,” Paul said, “Keen to know which challenge he picked?”



“Challenge?” I said, not realising what he was talking about before remembering the cards, “Oh the challenge, right. I was his Brother’s birthday present!” I said, looking into the screen, wanting to see and hear Paul’s reaction.



“Wow!” said Paul, stroking his cock as he sat in his chair, “…and has he had his present?” He asked



“Ummm, yes he has. I sucked his dick this morning and then he fucked me in the afternoon!” I said, always intrigued by the effect these admissions had on him.



“Oh fuck!” Paul said, “How old is he?”



“19.” I said, a glow of embarrassment on my face at the admission.



“19! You dirty whore!” Said Paul, chuckling to himself. I blushed, but smiled at the same time, sharing the joke with him. For some reason I hadn’t told him about Ben, or Owen and certainly not what Ben had made me do. Definitely something for another time I thought, if I could ever tell him at all.

My boyfriend was upstairs puking his guts out and my friend Emily and her boyfriend were sitting on the couch together. Emily and I had just turned 21 and we both had older boyfriends at the time so we were excited to drink with them legally. She was still mad because she hadn’t been happy about coming to her boyfriend’s house instead of going out in the first place and refused to get over it the whole time even though she could have been having fun. This was fine, and I probably should have expected it. Her boyfriend Brad hadn’t told her yet, but he planned on breaking up with her soon, and for some reason instead of just telling her I think he was subconsciously leading her into it by being an asshole. He wasn’t trying to be and he felt bad for it but it was tough not being nicer without giving her false hope.



I was mad because my boyfriend, Todd, was upstairs puking because he’d managed to drink that much before 11:00 and was now going to miss everything: New Years, the ball dropping, kissing me like he is supposed to be, drinking more, and then falling asleep on the basement floor etc.



What could I say? This was a great way to start off the New Year…



Meanwhile, Brad is happy and he is trying to get us all to cheer up. I appreciate that since he was fighting a losing battle and I respected him for that after the fact. I just couldn’t get myself to let go and drink or anything because I felt like the night was already ruined and Emily was being such a bitch about it all.



Eventually, she calmed down and we drank some more and I was actually starting to feel a little better. Todd was still passed out/puking upstairs but I was ignoring that for now. Then Brad fucks it up even worse than it was by going upstairs to do who knows what right before midnight and then totally missing the whole New Years , ball dropping, kissing Emily like he is supposed to be, drinking more, then falling asleep on the basement floor, thing.



So now Emily is totally pissed off and crying so I’m trying to comfort her, Todd is completely passed out, and Brad is all…



“What? I didn’t mean to. It’s just a kiss.”



…which I sort of agree with, but you can’t tell a girl that if she doesn’t want to hear it, you know?



Alright, so now Emily wants to leave but she can’t because she doesn’t have her own car here and also she’s pretty drunk so she can’t drive. She knows this, so instead of leaving she puts together a bed using the couch cushions, a bean bag, a bunch of pillows, and a mattress, and lays down to go to sleep.



Brad is checking on Todd and cleaning stuff up. I think he was just avoiding Emily at this point so he doesn’t fuck anything else up. This means that I am all alone and cold and bored so I start playing drunkenly on my phone and what not. I even drink more eventually because I’m so bored and it seems like a good idea at the time.



I’m still playing on my phone when Brad comes back down the stairs. He is pretty drunk too and stumbles a bit when he gets down there and then starts talking really loudly.



“Where is Emily?” he asks.



“Shhh… stop yelling, she’s asleep.” I whisper back at him.



He walks around the basement and cleans up some more cans and bottles.



“Are you ready to sleep?” He asks me eventually, “looks like everyone else wants to.”



I don’t want to sleep but he’s right, there is nothing else to do and I’m pretty drunk so I nod my head yes.



“I’m going to go use the bathroom first,” I say, after realizing I had to pee pretty badly. “I’ll be right back.”



The funny part about this is that I have to go use the bathroom that Todd is half passed out in so I can’t close the door or anything. I’m still on the toilet when he wakes up.



“Hey there sexy.” He grumbles.



“Shut up.” I say as if I’m mad even though I’m really not anymore.



He rolls over and goes back to sleep. He’s a good looking guy in general, few extra pounds, but not bad. Right now though, he looks like a hobo who got tranquilized and dragged through a ditch.



I wipe myself and then brush my teeth. I study myself in the mirror for a while because that’s always fun when you are drunk. My long brown hair is messy. I don’t care. My make-up is smeared all over my face. I don’t care. My cheek has a scratch on it from something I don’t remember. I don’t care.



I’m wearing a cute little white tank top and a normal white push-up bra. I was trying to look cute for New Years but it turns out there was nobody to notice anyhow. My boobs look nice and I don’t want to sleep without a bra since Emily and Brad will be there, so I leave my bra on. I do exchange my jeans for some black sweatpants however. I check to see if anyone is outside the door before I change my pants even though I don’t really care if anyone saw me in my oh-so-scandalous blue cotton panties…



I head back down stairs and make sure to kick Todd on the way. He grunts again. Stupid boys.



It’s dark when I get to the bottom of the stairs so I stand there for a second and let my eyes adjust. I can see the outline of the makeshift bed in the middle of the floor where Emily had made it earlier. Emily is on one end where she originally laid down and Brad is sprawled out in the middle. Not really a surprise that they aren’t cuddling or anything. I lay down on the other end, not even bothering to leave room for Todd. He can stay on the floor upstairs for all I care.



I fall asleep quickly. Well, I assume I do because I don’t remember not falling asleep or anything.



I wake up and I’m still drunk and it’s still dark. I can see a clock blinking somewhere far away. It’s 2:10. I’ve only been asleep for 20 minutes or so. Why am I awake again then?



Then I know why. I feel fingers on my back touching me ever so gently. They are man fingers, so they must be Brad’s because I didn’t hear my boyfriend stumble down the stairs yet. At first I think he rolled over and his hand hit me by accident but then I realize they are moving so he must be awake. That or he is dreaming of petting some small animal.



I don’t move. I just lay there and keep breathing heavy like I was before. I probably should be concerned that he’s touching my back but I’m drunk and half asleep so I just lay there instead.



Slowly, he moves his fingers along my back and then around to my stomach. He’s not really doing anything, just lightly touching me. He rubs my stomach and it actually feels pretty good.



At this point it occurs to me that he’s probably not just trying to rub my stomach and if I let it go any longer he’s likely to either go upwards or downwards. I figure there is only one way to find out which way he’s going, so I lay there and pretend I’m asleep.



He moves his hand higher and higher until his finger tips find the edge of my bra. I feel slightly proud that I have stopped him for a second. He moves his hand back and forth slowly inching his fingertips under the seam on the edge of my bra until he’s touching the bottoms of my boobs. I expect this to keep going for a while until he gets the whole thing but I guess he got anxious because he suddenly just slides his entire hand into my C-cup and cups his fingers around my boob.



“Well that was subtle…” I think to myself, still pretending I’m asleep for whatever reason.



He massages my boob for a while and then sort of lets my nipple go between his fingers and pinches it a little. It feels great and every time I get the urge to get his hand out of my clothing he does something that feels particularly good so I just keep on pretending I don’t notice.



I somehow fall asleep at some point during my uninvited boob massage and wake up to a new sensation, this time much lower. I realize he has now got his hand out of my bra and down my pants and is now cupping my right butt cheek and doing the same sort of massage-ish thing he was doing to my boob. If possible, this feels even better than the first part so I let him continue.



He squeezes that cheek for a while and then tries to get the other one but he can’t quite bend his arm the right way so I hear him roll over a bit. I think he’s essentially spooning me but without touching me at all apart from his hand in my pants. Anyhow, he finally gets to the other cheek and squeezes on that for a while before I guess he gets bored with it or something. Next he decides he wants his hand on my skin instead of my panties so he pulls his hand back up and sticks one finger under the band around the top of my underwear and then slips his whole hand down inside again cupping my right ass cheek. He isn’t very subtle about doing this and I laugh a little in my head at his recklessness. Around that same time I realize that he undid my bra at some point, so I guess he deserves a little more credit than I’d been giving him.



He rubs my butt for a while and it feels great. I think about asking him to do it on a daily basis but then realize that’d be weird. He lets his finger get closer and closer to… uh… falling in the crack but avoids it for a while. I’m not sure how his patience lasts as long as it does but eventually he gets his middle finger nestled down right on my butthole. I think he’s content with himself for the time being and he just leaves it there for a while, wiggling it every so often to remind himself of his accomplishment. It feels good to me and I think I’m pretty wet at this point and I hope he doesn’t notice.



After a few minutes of sitting there with his finger up against my asshole I start falling asleep again and I’m wet and I have to pee. I wonder why he’s not doing anything else. I can’t imagine anyone has that big of an asshole infatuation, butt you never know.



Then I realize he fell asleep.



I’m annoyed, which is funny because I should be annoyed that he was doing it in the first place not that he stopped. I’m drunk though, and I’m interested still, so I try to wake him up.



My first instinct is to fart, as that is the only thing I can think of that would directly move his finger but I realize that wouldn’t be a very attractive thing to write in a story at a later time so I don’t.



Instead, I roll slowly from my side to my back. He wakes up when I move but doesn’t pull out his hand in hopes that I somehow haven’t noticed it yet. When I’m completely on my back and more comfortable now I resume my heavy breathing and then I feel him slowly pull his hand out of my pants.



The End.



Not really…



He is awake now and seems happy that I have now rolled over as it gives him access to new areas.



At this point I reflect on my life. I’m lying half asleep and drunk on a pile of cushions in someone’s basement letting my boyfriend’s best friend feel my asshole while my boyfriend lies on the bathroom floor upstairs. I’d probably done worse but I couldn’t think of anything at the time.



As predicted, he waited for a few minutes and then his hand returned to my stomach. He was less subtle this time and it quickly descends below my waistline. Suddenly I’d wished I’d shaved more recently as I had a short stubble going on down there. I wasn’t expecting anyone but Todd to be feeling down there any time soon so I hadn’t been keeping on it very well, but he didn’t seem deterred in the least.



He felt around a bit and then went straight for the jackpot. He used two fingers to spread my lips apart and then let another one slide easily along my clit and down towards the awaiting wetness. If I hadn’t been awake already this would have done it. It was exhilarating to have someone else feeling me down there and for some reason I was very aroused that he thought I was asleep.



He let his finger rub against my clit and the outside of my pussy for a little bit and then let it fall into me effortlessly. It was hard not to move at this point but I resisted the best I could. He fingered me and I got even wetter and eventually he let a second finger slide inside of me. I was happy he was drunk or he surely would have noticed that my breathing matched with him fingering me and was in no way the normal breathing of a sleeping girl.



He fingered me for quite a while, which I really appreciated. It was always a struggle to get Todd to finger me for that long. He then pulled his hand out and I heard him put his fingers in his mouth and suck off my cum. If I hadn’t been wet I think that alone would have done it. He seemed excited now and stuck his hand back in my panties only to cover his fingers with cum and pull his hand back out again. I had my eyes closed and everything but other than that I hadn’t been putting much effort into looking like I was asleep until I felt his breath on my cheek.



“Oh shit.” I thought to myself. I tried to act like I was asleep again and wondered what he was going to do next.



I felt his knuckle graze my chin and then I figured out what he was going for as his cum covered finger rubbed against my lips one at a time. I could taste my cum when I breathed in and it was horrible not being able to lick it off. Not because I wanted to taste my cum that bad, but more so because it’s hard not to lick your lips when you know you can’t.



It’s ok because my problem was solved shortly after that when Brad bent down and licked my lips for me. I think he was afraid to kiss me full on because it would interfere with my breathing but licking my lips was apparently acceptable.



He stopped paying attention to me for a little after that and I laid there in my soaked panties, cum/saliva covered lips, bra half on, wishing that he’d keep going before I fell asleep again. I realized that I could have just let myself wake up, but I was really enjoying the extra attraction that it gave me pretending to be asleep.



It turns out he was undoing himself because the next thing I felt was his dick against my side. He was stroking it and rubbing the tip along my side at the same time. I wanted to take it in my hand and jerk him off but I couldn’t without blowing my cover.



He couldn’t do much else interesting without waking me up so he sat there with one hand in my pants and one on his cock for a while. I was happy to have fingers in me again but I was getting really horny and wanted more. I don’t think even he was drunk enough to think he could take my pants off and mount me without waking me. Occasionally, he would take his hand out of my pants and coat his cock in my cum before stroking it some more.



Eventually, he took my hand and placed his cock in it and then kind of humped my hand, forcing me to give him a hand job of some sort. It was hot but I’d finally reached my limit. I tightened my grip slowly until I was wrapped around his shaft and then let him pump away for a while. When he finally stopped, I kept going a little just to give him some hint that I was awake but I kept my eyes closed. He enjoyed this for a while but then I let go and rolled over onto my other side so that I was facing him and pretended I was going back to sleep now and had merely been dreaming of stroking something.



He was quite hard now and grabbed my hand back insisting that I keep going. He placed his dick in my hand and began pumping some more. I gradually took hold of his erection again and began stroking him and this time he let me go for a few minutes. My arm was getting sore and I was horny so I pulled him up to my face and put as much of him in my mouth as I could fit. He seemed surprised as if his cover was blown but then of course he let me keep going. I laid on my side and he laid on his and I sucked him as far down my throat as I could and wiggled my tongue around his shaft.



“Mmmm.” He moaned quietly as if he couldn’t help himself.



Just to be a jerk, I stopped sucking him after a few minutes and rolled completely over and curled up, pretending to go back to sleep again. I wish I could have seen his face at that moment. He didn’t say a word though, just sat there and rubbed himself. My ass was sticking out towards him and it didn’t take long before he had his dick nuzzled up against it and was rubbing it on me. I let him tease himself for a little bit but then I felt bad so I pulled my pants down to my knees and laid there waiting. Surely this was as much of an invitation as I could have given him but it took him a while. Perhaps he felt bad or was having second thoughts?



Whatever it was, he got over it fast enough and felt around my soaking crotch. He used his wet fingers to lubricate himself and then stuck his cock towards me. I say “towards me” because he didn’t really aim well at first but eventually he got it in me and it filled me up really well. It felt great and I couldn’t remember the last time I was so horny. He pumped a few times and then stopped as if it was too much for him and he didn’t want to let it end too quickly. I was fine savoring it and let him take his time. He pumped some more and I was going crazy. I wanted him to tie me up and fuck me as hard as he could but that wasn’t very realistic at the time. Instead, he fucked me slowly and gently making as little noise as he could.



Not even two minutes later I could feel my first orgasm coming and it was coming hard. I tensed and clamped my pussy around him and felt the orgasm shutter through my body. He pulled out of me, I assume for fear of finishing in me so I laid there shivering by myself for a second. At this point I didn’t really care if he knew I was awake so I rolled over and grabbed him and whispered in his ear.



“Thank you for that.” I said seductively/drunkenly.



He just smiled back. I decided I should suck on him as a thank you so I curled around and sucked on him as he ran his fingers through my hair. Then I popped back up by his face.



“Thank you for that.” He said mocking me from before.



“You’re bad.” I said to him, smiling.



“You’re worse.” He said back.



I made my “I’m offended” face. He must have liked my “I’m offended” face, because he took that moment to kiss me right on my lips. I liked that he kissed me even though the last thing my lips had touched was his dick.



“Do you like anal?” He asked me this as if it was a casual conversation.



“Um… I don’t know. I’ve never done it before.” I wasn’t prepared for a question like that. Todd always tried to get me to do it but I never seriously considered it before. I was horny enough at the moment that I think I would have done anything and I figured I had already fucked up everything. Oh and I was still drunk.



He looked at me longingly.



“Let’s find out.” I said as I rolled over onto my side so that my ass was facing him again.



I couldn’t believe I was doing this.



I didn’t want it to hurt more than it had to so I reached between my legs and used my cum to lubricate my asshole to prepare for his dick. I had enough cum to lubricate it really well so that was nice. After it was wet and ready, I pushed my ass towards him giving him the go ahead.



He used a finger first. It went in easy and felt odd but really hot at the same time. I had stuck my finger up my own ass once because I was curious but that’s another story.



After he fingered my ass for a second, he coated his dick in lube and attempted to penetrate my tight little butthole. It took some work because I was not used to having such large objects go in that way, or out for that matter. Once it was in though it felt relatively good for having something stuck up your butt. After a few strokes I was getting used to the feeling but then he stopped. I clinched my ass cheeks around him and he moaned again. I turned my head as much as I could…



“Cum in my asshole, fill me up!” I whispered a little too loudly.



His eyes lit up and I think he could have came immediately without moving or anything but he pumped his cock into me a few more times and then forced it in deeper than ever before and I could feel streams of warm cum bursting inside of me. This was way too much for me to take and I had one of the craziest orgasms of my life without even having to touch myself at all.

He had been fascinated by her from the moment that she first walked into the office. He noticed her confident tone, precise dress sense, and those glorious breasts, expertly covered to reveal so much more than if there was less fabric there. His usual, distant attitude towards consultants protected him against revealing too much of his curiosity, but it was definitely more of an effort than he had exerted in the past. He rolled the warm band of metal on his fourth digit as he walked back to his office after the initial project launch meeting, lost in conflicted thoughts between what had been a growing need and desire in him to act out some of his most hidden and cherished fantasies, and the absolute devastation that would be wrought by his wife if here were discovered.



“She is probably not even close to what I want anyways,” he thought to himself as he fired up his laptop and continued to scroll through endless spreadsheets and contracts. Barely comforted, he dived back into his work. A week had passed, and much to his relief, Nina’s project focus was on a completely different segment of his organization than where we was at, so there had been no need for meetings. Just as he was feeling both relief and regret, his office phone rang.



“Hi Ben, it’s Nina from the consulting team, we’ve had a bit of a reshuffle of the team on our end, and it looks like I’ll be taking on Mike’s assessment area for this phase of the work. Would you happen to have time next week to review some of our documents and give some feedback on them before we get rolling?” Whether it was her crisp voice, or matter-of-factness in her tone, Ben’s only thoughts at the moment were around wondering what she would sound like with his cock buried to the hilt in her arse. There was a long pause. “Ben, you still there?” He cleared his throat and due to the haste in his response, sounded more curt than intended, “Sure, of course, just send me the documents. I’ll get back to you on my availability.”



That was four months ago, and while he wished he could have taken the high road and not pursued her, there were too many factors lining up in universe that made it almost impossible for him to stop it if he could. Sexual relations at home had hit an all time low, with his wife putting in extra hours in the office, and insisting on overscheduling their weekends with kids activities to compensate for her absence during the week. He struggled with being supportive; then hearing about the ways he had not met her needs or requests, despite the fact that the one absolute need he felt he had been clear about, engaged sex with her, had been steadily put on the backburner. He loved his wife, and knew that he would never want to leave her, but that something was missing that he yearned to be filled.



And finally, there was the fact that Nina was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Coupled herself, she was a deadly combination of smart, sexy, funny and, quite importantly, sane for someone as reserved as he was. The ice had finally broken between them when he had accidentally discovered some of her erotic writings in an open browser window when he had jumped on her laptop to look up something quickly during a presentation. Knowing what he did about her from that point on made it urgent for him to bed this woman.



****



Ben looked down at the naked body squatting in front of him. He traced the lines of bare flesh from the nape of her neck, down to her pendulous breasts which were partially covered by her thighs, and then finishing in the round, proud, curves of her arse. The same arse that he had fantasized about for months, but had not yet touched let alone tasted. Just a few moments ago, Nina had silently slipped out of her business suit, revealing that she had spent the day without underwear, and much to Ben’s excitement, it was clear that while she may have resisted touching herself for the entire day, now her womanhood was flushed and softly glistening, eager to be touched, sucked, ready to give up its warm, sticky nectar. But he reminded himself of the plan the two of them had made a few days earlier.



He continued his languid gaze across Nina’s body. Her feet were planted squarely either side of his hips. His glance came full circle, and he saw his own cock, clean-shaven and rigid, just centimeters below her quim. He could feel the radiant heat of her pussy on the thin skin that covered his straining dick.



A single pearl of pre-cum appeared in his urethra as she swooped lower and brushed her soft pussy against the very tip of his cock. From his prone position, lying flat on his back, he grasped her ankles and focused his eyes on hers. As planned, until this point, no words had been uttered since their arrival at the hotel. He barely broke the silence; his eyes did most of the work while he murmured:



“Yes..”



and nodded almost imperceptibly. Nina recognized the signal and steadied her naked body by placing her hands lightly on Ben’s hairless chest. As she leaned forward, Ben watched her big tits release themselves from hiding.



He loved watching them move freely as she fell very gently forward, now almost on all fours. The shock of touch almost made both of them jump given the tension that had built in the 25 minutes that elapsed since they met. Catching herself, Nina focused back on the task at hand…and released the tension in her abdominal muscles, which, now free of the chore of balance, began to relax. Their eyes were locked.



The warm stream of piss prickled within her cunt as it made it way out. A sensation that wasn’t quite pain, but not quite pleasure either. But you wanted it to continue just to make sure. As the golden juices emerged from her lips and hit first his cock, then his stomach, Ben could only gasp. The heat of the liquid came as a surprise, particularly on the sensitive skin on which it landed. The intensity of his next words were heightened by the fact that they came out so quietly…



“Piss, you filthy slut, piss. Piss all over me and beg me to fuck you”



The stream turned stronger as Nina pushed down gently on her diaphragm; an electric current joining the two bodies laid bare by unbridled desire. The sweet, organic smell of fresh urine reached Ben’s nose, causing him to unconsciously push his hips a fraction higher, to push his now drenched cock further into the stream. He felt the pressure drop as Nina closed her eyes for a second, willing the remainder her reserves to come out of her. Liquid pooled around his hips and her ankles and across the white, under-heated marble floor. He released one hand and pushed it palm down around in the puddle fast forming by his right hip. As the the final drops dripped from her pussy, Ben reached up and slid his drenched hand down between them, the fresh liquid lubricating his path.



Nina gasped as she felt his fingers first around, then firmly inside her pussy. The slight sting of the piss was masked by the new feelings of excitement in her belly. As his fingers reached for more, she felt her herself fall back into his digits, releasing the pressure on his chest. As she did so, Ben pulled himself up from prone and their piss-soaked torsos met for the first time. His fingers still inside her, Ben began to curl them back towards her belly button, setting of shock waves inside her. The touch of nipples caused Ben to refocus on Nina’s amazing chest, now inches from his face. He pulled his hand back from her pussy for just a moment, intending to grasp her tits with both hands. Nina sensed the movement and focused her eyes on his.



“Don’t stop”



Her voice was not pleading. It was demanding. Soft and low with an undisguised urgency that Ben read immediately. He pulled his hand out, and twisting and turning at the same time, pulled himself to standing while Nina, surprised, remained squatting, her pussy now feeling the cool breeze of air as his legs pulled past it. In a second, and before she could respond, Ben’s piss-covered cock was on her lips. His hand pushed the back of her head down. The urine began to drip from his naked balls as Nina began to warm silently to her task, her momentary forcefulness extinguished by Ben’s quick movements and rough face-fucking.



“Suck that back. If you’re good at it, you’ll be filled with cum”



Unable to speak, Nina looked up him, filling him with an intoxicating mix of physical pleasure and psychological superiority. She tasted the salty liquid which covered his cock, and began to explore the hot skin and straining veins around his bare member. She had not recalled that he had ever felt so hard in her mouth. She reached up for his balls with both hands and cupped them before pulling down on them at the same time as taking him down almost-full length.



The only sound in the room was that of Ben’s incomprehensible groaning, and the slurping of Nina’s wet lips on his slippery cock. She pulled back for a gasp of air, strings of spit, pre-cum and piss arching back from her mouth. Her hands pulled down gently again as she slid her lips over his head, shaft and went deeper and longer than before. Ben felt the fire begin to burn in his lower abdomen, radiating out from his balls as the hot, white cum began to mobilize in his sack. As Nina pushed forward, seemingly touching her forehead on his stomach, he felt the tight, warm envelope of the back of her throat engulf the tip of his head. She pushed further, squeezing the engorged cock further into her throat and suppressing the urge to gag. He felt all her muscles spasm gently as they strained to contain him.



Suddenly, she opened wide and pulled back, exposing his cock, covered in bodily juices from all orifices to the open air. The quick change in pressure and temperature caused the fire in his belly to tumble out of control and Ben steadied himself on the counter before unleashing four solid strings of cum through the air. The first caught Nina by surprise, crossing her face from eye to cheek. She gasped with pleasure as Ben’s next surge fell short of the first and lay across her breasts, now flush with arousal. Her senses tingled as the third line caught her arm as she reached up to grasp onto the source of all this liquid pleasure. Ben’s final release, just as Nina’s hand made it to his cock, came out with now less force than the third, and covered the back of her hand.



“There. Now let use it.” Out of breath.



Nina stood up and stood very close to Ben for a second, watching his chest rise and fall, his face flushed with both the effort and excitement of what had just happened. The heat between them now drew little droplets of sweat to their brows, upper lips.



“Fine”



She wiped her face slowly, using her long nails to cleanly scoop up all the goodness left across her visage. It was still hot, still fresh enough to be almost homogeneous in consistency. She slowly licked her fingers and the back of her hands using long and deliberate strokes. She looked up at him, and slowly opened her mouth to show him his produce. As she did so, a stream of the mixed fluids fell out of her mouth on either side, and cascaded down her chin, neck and chest, joining the string of cum that had been left from before. She leaned in to kiss him, mouth still wide open and dripping. Ben received her mouth with his, tasting the hot salty cum and her soft spit. His tongue explored her mouth and his softening cock slowed its retraction.



“Turn round”



Nina had been waiting to hear those words for days now. She knew what it meant, and the excitement of being splattered with hot cum seemed quaint compared to her desire for what was coming next. She obeyed his gruff command and feeling his naked body on her back closed her eyes… Ben reached around and scooped up more of the cooling, viscous fluid on her tits and stomach. As the liquid cooled, her nipples stood erect, tingling at his touch. As her cleaned her torso with his left hand, Ben moved his right between her arse cheeks, pushing them apart gently. When his left dried off her front, he pulled it back round to her arse and slathered her now puckering arsehole with the prize. Just as Ben had done beforehand, now Nina bucked unconsciously, pushing her rose onto his fingers. Her skin was alive with electricity as Ben fell to his knees and began to pull her arse cheeks further apart with both hands and explore her freshly waxed anus with his tongue. The mixture of cum, saliva and sweat mixed her crevices and she heard and felt the gentle slapping his tongue on the outside of her most intimate place.



“Put it in”



Ben slowly worked around the taut muscle, feeling Nina buck and sway with his touch, soft and gentle at first, then firm and probing. Finally, Ben felt her arse relax and he dug deep inside, fucking her little brown hole with his tongue. As she continued to push back harder, so his lips and tongue pushed deeper, tasting the fresh flavour of her arse mixed with the varied lubricants. Ben reached up to Nina’s pussy, which was now dripping with juices of her own. Her moaning now drowned out the continual lap lap lapping of Ben’s moist mouth sucking and caressing then fucking her now gaping arsehole.



Ben pushed three fingers roughly into her pussy and felt the heat increase and the juices flow. He pulled his mouth back to grab a final gasp of air, and while doing so turned his right hand around so that he could push his thumb into her hole up to the knuckle. With the other three fingers in her cunt, Ben began to massage her from the inside, gently rubbing fingers and thumb together inside her. He felt the weight on his wrist increase as Nina’s moans turned into howls and her knees began to buckle. His hands were now dripping with her cum and the gentle sounds,turned into something much more urgent. Her muscles clenched and clenched as her pussy and sphincter came at the same time, causing not a torrent of filthy exaltations as he expected, but nothing but more than a gasp and a torrent of love juice. Exhausted, they moved apart, leaving trails of the fluids they shared behind them.



She panted, unable to control the spasms of post orgasmic pleasure that shivered from her pussy and radiated out across her body. Her skin felt like it was on fire, except for the cool strips of his cum that remained even after her fingers had swept across her body.



Her clit ached…still taut and erect despite her initial release. She felt him ease his body next to hers, his hand trailing across her hips, up against her nipples that remained like hard pebbles. The orgasm he had literally rubbed out from inside of her had only inflamed her need for more, and her entire body yearned, but the most concentrated and potent source of her need remained pulsing between her thighs, nestled between her smooth pussy lips, demanding attention, pushing her to do more.



She turned and reached down across his arm, stroking his skin lightly with the tips of her fingers, finding his hand and drawing it up, across her prominent nipples, and up towards her mouth. The immediate earthy scent of her ass and pussy made her instinctively press against him while drawing his filthy fingers into her mouth slowly, looking into his eyes as she sucked them clean, her leg hooking around his, her hips pressing forward, searching for what she could only hope was his rigid desire reignited after his initial release.



She pressed forward, and felt the smooth pulsing tip of his cockhead slide effortlessly between her slippery wet pussylips to connect with its target. He couldn’t believe how long and hard her clit had become, and he felt his balls clench in tortured pleasure as the tip of her clit pressed into his urethra, and then passed along across the crown of his head. His fascination with this extraordinary part of her anatomy had taken up much of his thoughts for the past four months, ever since she had teased him with a heavy texting session with a picture. He had refered to it as The Cockclit from then on, such was its’ size. The size of a grape, both in length and girth. And now he could feel it on him. He could feel her clit sliding along the length of his impossibly hard cock, both of them stroking against each other, his shaft dwarfing a clit that was enormous in its own right. She was so riled up, her pussy was gushing a steady stream of girlcum, hot, slippery, almost as if she were pissing slowly between them both. Her cockclit felt like a stiff little member, stroking up against his shaft, begging for more contact, overpowered by his presence. She could feel every single vein in his shaft sliding against the shaft of her clit, which seemed to have grown even larger in its desperate search for release. She was panting, incapable of words, and he could see how close he was to utterly dominating this erotic minx, she was almost in a trance, dazed by the overwhelming sensation of stroking her little cock against his.



He wanted to taste her, but noticed that her labored breathing was heaving her lovely globes against his hairless chest and pressing stone-hard nipples against him. He wanted to feel them in his mouth, to taste her sweat, and the light flavor of her perfume underlying the musky haze that surrounded the both of them. He inhaled deeply and pulled her long thick hair back, pulling her torso away from him, and arching her back which caused both globes to thrust upwards, revealing her dark aureoles, and perched on top of each, darkly flushed nipples, like hard cherry stones, erect, throbbing, yet succulent and soft at the same time. He opened his mouth wide, trying to suck as much of her tit into his mouth, and realizing the impossibility of the task before him. But his tongue continued to slowly swirl around her hard nipple, sucking steadily harder while his other hand cupped as much of her other breast as possible, pinching her free nipple until he could hear her soft gasp of pain against his ear.



“Please…Ben…please…suck on my clit like that…suck my little cockclit…I want to cum all over your face…”, her voice was even lower than usual, almost sounding like a growl as she ran her tongue along the edge of his ear, sucking on his lobe as gently as he was punishing her nipples mercilessly. He pushed her onto her back, enjoying the sight of her grasping her ample tits, pinching her nipples, her eyes pleading with him to not toy with her much longer…to not delay the experience that the both of them had been irresistibly fantasizing about for months, despite their best efforts. He drew his gaze further down her body, across her smooth, hairless mound, and grasped her taut thighs and pushed them further apart to examine the rare exotic prize he had wanted to see in person for so long.



Jutting out even between her puffy pussylips was the tip of her cockclit…throbbing, flushed with blood, shimmering with a coating of girlcum. He was genuinely at a loss for words. It was as good as he could ever get with a girl who wasn’t a trannie…her small little cockclit aching for release….his mind almost went numb with desire, but instead, he said, “Stroke that little cock for me, my cumslut. Show me how you have been wanking off ever since you realized what you wanted from me,” and he watched, mesmerized, as she trailed her left hand down, across her stomach, and placed her manicured index finger and thumb around her hard little shaft, curling her long finger around, cradling it as she began to slowly stroke for him.



Her own eyes were riveted to his own cock, where a long thick stream of precum had trailed down from the tip to connect with her own juices. She scooped up the delicious lubricant, and added it to her own, and started to jerk her clit in earnest while his own hand slid back and forth along the hardest erection he had experienced in recent memory.



Her other hand slid down across her thigh and deep into her steaming pussyhole, scooping up a handful of clear but luscious juice that she brought up to his face to smear slowly across his cheeks. The overpowering scent of her desire, and the taste as she pushed her fingers into his mouth overpowered him…he knew his balls had begun to pump a heavy load of cum up along the length of his shaft, but it seemed like moments before he saw the first creamy white rope leave his engorged head to land up across her swaying tits, another across her stomach that had begun to contract in pleasure as she brought herself off for him, and then one final hot blast right against her little cock, the slippery squishing sounds of her fingers jerking herself off becoming louder as she stroked out the last contractions of orgasm from her spent clit. Her ragged moans broke through her lips as she had been holding her breath, feeling that faint-headed sensation of floating as her whole body shook with the waves of pleasure that were amplified by his presence.

This is part two following the Fetish route, a different track with the same characters from Chapter 1. If you wish, an Incest route can be found from my home page.



All characters are over 18. Please leave feedback, both good and bad, it is only through feedback that we can improve.



That said, I hope you enjoy! Fyrestarter




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Lissa couldn’t believe her ears, round two? Her ordeal wasn’t over? She watched in stunned silence as Stacy pulled the memory card from the camera and slotted it into a nearby laptop. She could see that Outlook was open, an email prepared.



“Y…you said you wouldn’t…”



“Once we’re done here, but I need to make sure you stay compliant.” Stacy grinned. Even as she was standing there, power over her former boss she couldn’t help but touch herself, the thrill too exciting not to.



Lissa was starting to squirm, but this time due to another reason. The wine had not only clouded her head, but filled her bladder…



“Please…” she almost whispered, afraid for the response, “Please, I need to go..” and she nodded to what looked like the bathroom door.



Stacy grinned mischievously sending a chill down Lissa’s spine as she walked back to the restrained older woman. “You need to go?” she asked coyly, a finger tracing up and down Lissa’s pussy lips.



Lissa’s body convulsed as Stacy’s finger tip brushed her swollen clit, part from pleasure, part from the additional strain this put on her holding back her complaining bladder.



“Please…” she begged again, but this only made Stacy work her pussy harder, sliding a finger inside her. Lissa’s body reacted to the stimulation and fought her control. Biting her lip, Lissa closed her eyes, begging her body to hold on as long as she could, but then she felt Stacy’s tongue licking her and she almost screamed in frustration.



Then there was a knock at the door and Stacy stopped immediately, leaving Lissa panting, squirming, a mix of being close to orgasm and her urgent need for release.



“He’s here!” squealed Stacy in delight. Lissa barely registered what Stacy had said when in walked a tall man with broad shoulders, followed closely by the small, naked form of Stacy. Her eyes widening, Lissa realised who the man was,



“Brent?! Help me!” Then she watched in horror as the man she knew as Brent, the man from the pictures emailed back and forth turned, lifted Stacy up and kissed her hard on the lips.



“Hey baby, has she been good?”



Stacy grinned at her boyfriend, “She’s ready, and she’s happy to do what we ask…” she finished, nodding to the open laptop.



Lissa couldn’t believe her senses, “You… you’re… Brent?”



Stacy bounded over to the tied up woman’s side, leapt up onto the bed and straddled her chest, her pussy inches from Lissa’s gaping mouth. “This is Brent, my boyfriend. Once he saw a picture of you he said he’d love to help me get my own back. Hell, we’ve been fucking like crazy over the stuff you’ve been doing for us online, why wouldn’t we want to share you in the flesh?”



“You weren’t wrong baby, she looks so much better in person!” Brent rumbled, as he undressed. Lissa struggled to see what he was doing around Stacy, but the young girl’s pussy was blocking her view. Stacy was pinching her nipples in excitement. Feeling Lissa’s breath on her naked sex was getting her hot, that and knowing what she and her boyfriend had in store. Thrusting forward a little, Stacy pressed her wet pussy into her ex-boss’ mouth.



Lissa’s head was spinning, her world crashing down around her, but her tormentor wasn’t going to let her go. When Stacy pushed her young pussy into her mouth she was going to resist, but just at that moment she felt fingers stroking her own pussy once more.



She groaned out in pleasure, sending vibrations through Stacy’s near-dripping cunt and instantly had to catch herself. Her own pussy was sending waves of pain into her head, screaming for release. Stacy felt her ex-boss’ head trying to shake from side to side and got up,



“Oh shit, please!!!” Lissa cried to the tormenting couple, a tear leaking down her cheek. Her legs crossing, trying everything she possibly could to stop herself from peeing.



“Come on baby, let’s let her go…” Brent said, staring at Lissa squirming on the bed. Lissa didn’t even register that he was now naked, she was just focused solely on not pissing herself as Stacy undid her restraints. As fast as she could move, Lissa bolted for the door to the bathroom and almost cried when she got in there.



The toilet seat had been clamped shut, she tried futilely to force it open, but to no avail. Stacy and Brent were both standing in the doorway, totally naked, almost laughing at her panicked state. Lissa felt tears run down her cheek, she literally could not hold on any longer and there was only one option.



She jumped into the shower cubicle and pressed her back against the wall. “Please don’t watch…” she begged her two tormentors, but even as they laughed at her, Stacy bringing the camera up, Lissa could feel it happen.



Her bladder took control for her and released itself. Lissa spread her legs as the hot stream of piss flowed hard from between them, splashing against the clear wall of the cubicle. She was ashamed beyond belief at the thought of pissing herself in front of these two people, but worse than that, having it caught on camera!



Stacy stepped closer, honing the camera in on Lissa’s gushing crotch. Lissa felt like it would never end, looking up she saw that Stacy was not only grinning as she filmed, but was also toying with her own pussy! Then, looking to Brent she gasped, the stream of piss stuttering with her. Brent was watching as intently as Stacy and was stroking his hard cock right there in the doorway!



Even through her humiliation, Lissa could not help but notice just how much bigger Brent’s cock was in real life. It was thicker than she had ever seen even if not as long. The fat, round purple head seemed to be leaking precum as he stroked it, his eyes never leaving her.



As her stream of warm pee subsided Lissa realised that as much as she hated to admit it, her pussy was still tingling slightly, her knees weak. Stacy swooped in and turned the water on. In seconds Lissa was drenched in warm water, frozen to the spot as Brent approached her. Pinning her against the shower wall he ran a hand up her inner thigh and stroked her smooth pussy.



He kissed her neck as two fingers slid deep inside her, Lissa’s head was spinning, overwhelmed by all that was going on. She felt her body on the verge of betraying her again when Brent picked her up and laid her on the floor. Gripping his thick, hard cock he got between her slippery legs.



“Pinch your nipples for me.” He said in a deep resonating voice. It was how Lissa had always imagined it when she had read his orders in the office. “Pinch them for me now…” His demanding tone was conflicting her reasoning. What on earth was she doing? She should be getting out of there, calling the police, but here she was, on the bathroom floor of a stranger, having just cum by his girlfriend and now pissed herself in front of both of them. On the floor, his throbbing penis ready to be pressed inside her, being ordered to pinch her nipples for him…



Her hands drifted to her round breasts and circled her already hard nipples.



“I’m waiting…” Brent rumbled. Lissa’s fingertips gripped her own nipples and she bit her bottom lip as she pinched them, hard, tugging them out. Just as she did so, Brent pressed his dick inside her. Squeezing his girth into her, balls deep, in one swift motion. Lissa cried out as she was stuffed fuller than ever before.



She reached out to stroke Brent, touch her breasts, further her sexual feeling rippling through her at the thrusting of his cock inside her, but she felt her hands pinned above her head. Stacy was there,



“Oh no, missy, he’s my boyfriend. You’re just here for OUR enjoyment.” Saying that, Stacy swung her leg over Lissa’s head and sat on her face. Pinned to the ground, Lissa had Stacy’s wet pussy ground into her mouth while her boyfriend pistoned inside and out. “Suck it! Suck my pussy, make me cum or you won’t!” Stacy ordered.



Lissa was in no situation to refuse, and the continuous use of her leaking pussy was causing her body to respond. Snaking her tongue out she lapped up her tormentor’s pussy lips, dipping it inside and swirling it around. In almost no time she felt a wash of Stacy’s juices splatter out over her face, but she didn’t get up. Stacy was screaming and panting as orgasm after orgasm wracked through her young body, turned on as much by the power over her ex-boss as her tongue on her pussy.



Lissa hated how close she was too, her hips thrusting up as much as she could to meet Brent’s fucking. “Babe, I think she’s gonna cum!” Brent told Stacy.



Stacy slowly got off Lissa’s face and went to her pussy. Lissa screamed louder than ever when she felt Stacy’s tongue on her clit, circling it as Brent fucked her relentlessly. It was all too much and she nearly passed out as she came and for the second time that night squirted.



Her cum splattered out around Brent’s thrusting penis and up over his thighs. Over and over her orgasms roiled through her until she was spent, Brent remaining motionless still buried inside her. She had no energy to resist when Brent wrapped his arms around her and got her to her knees in front of him. She didn’t even realise that Stacy had left until she walked back in,



“See now the only one who hasn’t cum yet is poor Brent here… I think you need to rectify that.”



Lissa went to turn to face Brent, thinking that Stacy meant blowing him,



“Whoa there!” He said, stopping her and turning her back round, her ass facing him, “not that hole.” Lissa didn’t even register what he had said until she felt a pressure at her ass hole. She gasped, eyes wide,



“Oh god no, please not there, anywhere but there!” She felt Brent’s strong hands on her hips holding her in place, her pleas ignored, his soft round head easing into her.



“Tell you what, if you don’t cum in the next two minutes we’ll leave you alone. If you do, Brent cums in your ass.” Stacy grinned.



Lissa knew she didn’t have a choice, but she did have a way out, she just had to stop from cumming. Easier said than done she realised when the reason for Stacy’s disappearance became clear. A familiar hummm emanated from the young girl’s hands and Lissa almost came right there when she felt the vibrator on her clit.



Stacy wasted no time in rubbing it all around her swollen clit, dipping it inside her dripping pussy. All the while Brent still had the very top of his pulsating shaft pressed into her ass. She didn’t know how long it had been, but Lissa felt her body reacting to the stimulation. When Stacy announced that the first minute was up Lissa almost cried. She was desperate to cum.



Eight seconds later and she came hard, all over Stacy’s hand. “You lose.” The girl said just as Brent pushed harder into Lissa’s ass. Stacy slid the vibrator back into her ex-bosses pussy as her boyfriend took her anal virginity.



Lissa groaned out almost as loud as Brent as he bottomed out inside her ass. Brent felt like her ass was going to squeeze his cock right off, but he managed to slide an inch out and back in again. Within minutes he was fucking her, harder and harder, his heavy balls slapping the base of her pussy. Lissa felt them bang against the end of the vibrator with each thrust.



Why oh why was her body nearing another orgasm when she was being violated in such a way?! She managed to look up and see Stacy stroking her pussy as she watched her boyfriend fuck her ass. Watched as Stacy crumpled to the floor as another orgasm took her, just as her own body wanted to.



She held off as long as she could, but when she heard Brent grunt, “Oh fuck, here it comes!” She lost it once again. Her ass was pumped full to the brim with Brent’s hot thick cum. He pulled out and spurted more up her back as the first squirts leaked of of her used ass.



Her own orgasm had her pussy clench so hard that it pushed the vibrator out. And so there she was, her ass full of cum, her pussy leaking more juices, cum splattered all over her back, on the floor panting with pleasure being watched by two strangers. Her nipples were so hard they ached, Lissa collapsed onto the floor.



Brent knelt in front of her, his thick, slick cock in her face. “Clean it.” He said simply. She looked into his eyes, exhausted, fully aware the camera was still rolling she obeyed, sucking it deep down her throat…



All the while one thought was running through her head… What on earth was she going to do?

This story is 100% fictional and all characters in it are over the age of 18. I hope you all like it, and any comment is welcome. Be critical please, I’m still getting the hang of this.









The door to my old apartment opens with a soft whine, like it always does, as I step into the front hall. I have been staying with my parents for the whole weekend, and let’s just say I didn’t need any cloths for those two days, but with work tomorrow it’s time I face John and get my things to move out.



I hear a strange noise as I head down the hall to the source, the bedroom. I has assumed John wouldn’t be here, he usually didn’t get off work until kind of late. I stand in the doorway and take in the sight that’s in front of me.



John, fucking his office slut.



Their cloths were all over the floor, half the stuff on my bedside table was there as well, like it had been kicked off while they were caught in their moments of passion.



“WHAT THE FUCK JOHN! CHEATING ON ME WITH SOME RANDOM WHORE? I thought I meant more than that…” Starting angry and getting quieter as I first see the face of the girl he’s with.



“Mom?”



My mother smiles up at me from under my boyfriend, like this is the most normal position for her to be in.



“Go home honey, I’ll be there as soon as I’m finished.”



I gawk at her.



“THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE! I’M JUST SUPPOSE TO GO HOME WHILE YOU FUCK MY BOYFRIEND? WHAT THE FUCK MOM!”



She just smiles and gestures for me to leave, which I do this time, running away as fast as I can, so neither of them will see the tears that have started running down my cheeks.



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Will walks into the house with a loud slam of the door. I stand from the couch and set the newspaper I had been reading aside when I see the tears in those beautiful blue eyes, and open my arms for my son to enter.



“It was her,” He sobbed angrily into my shoulder, “Dad, it was mom’s underwear in John’s briefcase.” He continued to cry as I took in this news.



Out of all the guys she could have cheated on me with, she chooses our son’s boyfriend? What the hell?



I walk Will over to the couch and we sit there together, with him cuddled up to my side like he use to do when he was little. As he is slowly able to stop crying, he looks at me and then starts kissing me harshly, putting his anger into action.



We lean back even farther so that he is now laying on top of me, kissing furiously. He draws back and bites my shoulder on the same place where his mother bit him, I can even still see that mark through his thin, long-sleeved T-shirt.



The bite hurts, but I can hardly feel it because I need this too, this aggression in a form that is actually useful to us. I pull his shirt over his head, and move my hands in between us, trying to get at the button of his pants. He lifts up, letting me at it as he roughly pulls my shirt off, which joins his on the floor.



He stands, kicking his pants and boxers off, then kneels by the side of the couch. He pulls me toward him by the waistband of my jeans, which he then pulls down enough to free my raging boner. He attacks it with his mouth, taking the whole thing is his throat and bobbing up and down on it like a pro. His tongue slides over me, getting me closer and closer to his goal. I pull out and cum all over his lovely face.



I stand, knowing something that will make this experience perfect for him. It takes a second to get started but then…yes! I start to pee on his face. He closes those blue eyes and looks like he is in pure ecstasy.



“That’s it, you like it when daddy pees on you, don’t you, you sick fuck?”



He just smiles and opens his mouth, and I direct my stream there, but it is stopping slowly. He stands up and hugs me, covering me with my own cum and piss.



He smiles devilishly at me as he turns me around and lower me to my knees. He bends me forward and takes some of my own cum off the floor and starts to rub it into my asshole. He pushes his monster forward, popping the head into my willing hole. I stretch to accept him with only a little bit of pain, but the time to be gentle is over. He rams into me full force, putting more of my cum on his dick to make it easier. My face is pushed into the puddle of my own pee so that Will can get a better angle for this violent act.



He fucks me like never before, his anger dissolving into my body with every motion of his slender hips.



God, it feels like he’s gonna rip me in half!



“Can you handle this old man?” He says tauntingly as he jams his thick rod deep within me and explodes. He reaches around our entangled bodies and grabs my nuts, HARD. He squeezes them for all he’s worth, and I cum hard on the floor. He collapses so that we are both laying in the puddle that is now slowly moving under the couch.



Will stands and I flip over to look up at him. I know before it happens what he has in mind, so I open my mouth and wait. His yellow nectar lands all over my face and hair, and it has the most wonderful taste as it cascades into my mouth. He aims it down my body and completely covers me in his sweet piss. He slowly stops, then he offers me his hand and I stand as well. We both look down at the hardwood floor and see the mess we had made, yet again.



“Let’s leave it for that bitch to clean up,” Will says, and he takes my hand and leads me to the shower.



To be continued…

I get the call mid-week from Rachael — both of us test negative for the panel of STD’s her clinic runs. And she lets us know Nancy isn’t pregnant so any concern of our having to deal with Mark’s bastard child is gone. Rachael goes on to say that Mark was also negative, and that Marge is expecting us for his initiation. I tell her we were both looking forward to the party, and would definitely be there.



I decide a celebration is in order so we take the following day off of work and use the address Marge gave and visit her associate. Nancy becomes the proud owner of two gold rings, one in each nipple. We rush back to the apartment to play with our new toys like a couple of excited kids.



We get in and I’m busy removing Nancy’s shirt when her cell rings — with the ringtone reserved for her sister. She rolls her eyes but takes the call — meanwhile I’ve peeled her yoga pants off and begin playing with her round and gorgeous ass while admiring her breasts and pierced nipples.



Nancy is starting to look upset so I begin to pay attention to her side of the conversation, “…yes we are both home — now? Sue, we had plans! Oh all right but give us a couple of min… — what do you mean you’re at the door!” At which point the doorbell rings.



Nancy marches to the door — I’m standing in the middle of the room with a raging hard on, she’s dressed solely in some lacy sexy panties — I’m trying to get her to stop but she throws it open. Oops, too late. Her sister is standing in the doorway — she had the screen door open and it looks like she was going to follow ringing the bell with knocking. Nancy grabs her hand and pulls her into the foyer. Her sister stands there mouth wide opened, arm still upraised while Nancy goes around slamming the door shut.



Nancy’s sister Sue is an identical twin with the same auburn hair and luscious build. Sue’s also married and they have a kid so her breasts are larger, her hips and ass just a bit fuller than Nancy’s. I think she’s scrumptious which is not helping me right this minute in reducing my obvious excitement.



Sue’s head is swiveling back and forth taking in Nancy’s standing behind her wearing only panties, her new nipple rings and my tent poled trousers which are really getting very uncomfortable. She at least has the decency to blush — deep red from forehead to neck. “OMG I’m so sorry guys — I should have thought but things — NANCY YOU PIECRED YOUR NIPPLES!!” That last one was a shocked shriek — thanks for letting the neighbors know I thought to myself.



Nancy does her eye rolling thing again, pushes Sue into the room and sets her down onto the couch. “Yeah, and I was going to fuck my husband all afternoon too but then I get this cell phone call — why are you here? What is going on? When are you going to leave so I can get back to having Ron play with my tits? Speaking of which — Ron dear? Get us two big rum and Cokes please. I know it’s early but what the heck.”



I nod my head and head to the kitchen, pour out two lots of rum and half a glass of Coke for the ladies. I’m figuring Sue is going to be here awhile since she didn’t’ bring the kid with her, and Nancy clearly wants some fortification to deal with the drama queen. I get myself a beer and bring the drinks to the living room.



“…so Daddy was giving me a load of crap and Mom said she’d watch little Suzie. She suggested I talk with you guys and I just showed up, not thinking.” I’ve clearly arrived in the middle of the conversation, and I hand out the drinks.



Nancy looks at me and tries to keep a straight face. “Sue’s divorcing David, she found a bunch of emails and some pictures of him with this other girl. David and this girl knew each other in high school — she’s also married — and based on the emails they’ve been having an affair since before Suzie was born.” Runs in the family I think to myself, making sure not to crack a smile. Nancy turns to her sister saying “Sue, drink up and let me finish filling Ron in okay?”



Sue looks sullenly at her drink, then starts to sip it. Nancy turns back to me, “Okay, so Sue had been afraid David was up to something as he’d been avoiding her since Suzie was born.” Geez I think to myself, that’s been what now, about two years?



Sue starts to blubber but Nancy gently cuts her off, “Shhh. Sue gained a lot of weight during the pregnancy, but then worked hard and got almost all of it off – but slowly as she wanted to keep nursing Suzie.” Okay, now I’m interested. Yeah I’m being a total horn dog right now but I’m thinking squirters and I’m loving it. Nancy must have noticed my attention as she’s grinning at me — hmm.



“So last week she found the emails plus photos and some videos of her husband and this other girl. Got herself to a clinic to make sure David didn’t give her a STD — since she’s nursing Suzie she’s been very careful about her health. Grabbed everything, packed her things up and left taking Suzie. After meeting with an attorney she left for Mom and Dad’s. Dad’s being an asshole so she left to cool off and talk to me about it.” Which gets me another eye roll from Nancy while Sue is quietly crying and sipping her drink.



To be honest neither of us figured Sue and David to stay together long since they had to get married. She was a party gal from what Nancy had told me, but David wasn’t in that lifestyle. They met through some group the two of them belonged to, and he fell head over heels in lust.



Soon enough Sue’s pregnant and he’s doing ‘the right thing’. But David being the one to have an affair was the twist no one foresaw — we all figured it would be Sue putting the horns on David’s head. Nancy pats Sue on the arm and tells her she needs to talk with me privately. Uh oh!!



We head to our bedroom and Nancy gives me a quick shush and closes the door. “She wants to move in here with us.”



What! “Nancy, you have got to be kidding! Where are we going to put them?” I’m thinking good bye to all the great sex that just started up.



Nancy grins at me saying “Now come on and think about this. Mom will end up babysitting Suzie a lot, she dotes on her as her first granddaughter. Both folks knew Sue was a slut and was going to be sleeping around once Suzie was in school, so they had resigned themselves to raising the kid soon after we all heard David knocked Sue up. Mom probably put the bug in Sue’s ear to come here so her ‘good girl’ daughter — me — would be a virtuous influence on her ‘bad girl’ daughter.”



I’m chuckling on that one. Nancy’s mom really messed up there! Well, changes did just happen very recently as demonstrated by Nancy proudly displaying her brand new pair of nipple rings.



Nancy continues “I think this could really work out for us. I know Sue has partied with girls before — she boasted about it to me trying to gross me out — she’d tease me about how the two of us could make a lot of money in the porn business as twin sisters.” That image shoots straight through to my dick — I’m picturing both sisters in a hot 69 — oh yeah I most definitely want to see that.



“And I’ve caught her more than a few times eyeing me up; and she thinks you’re cute — she is definitely interested in taking on some brother-in-law cock.” Of course I instantly like the idea, it’s not as if I’ve never had any fantasies about fucking the hell out of my wife and twin sister — oh no!



Nancy must be reading my mind because she’s nodding at me as she continues, “I know both of us would love to have a pair of creamy milky tits to play with.” She’s reached out and has begun to stroke my cock through my pants.



“And my pussy is dripping thinking about eating her ass and pussy — both before and after your cock has filled them with your cum. Please say yes — and let me do the talking on this one. And we can get her paperwork over to Rachael — I’ll bet that both Marge and Rachael would just cream all over if we brought her Saturday.”



I have to admit I’ve been thinking about milking her tits since Nancy pulled her in the door. Getting to fuck twin sisters — I’m not stupid. “Okay, I’m in. Let’s head back and you talk to her. Hey, do you want your robe?” I’m hoping Nancy says no, she sure looks yummy.



“Nope. Hmm, I think before we go back out there…” Nancy unzips my jeans, releasing my cock. She wraps a hand around it, gently stroking while bringing her lips to mine. I reach around for her ass, slide my hand under the waistband of her panties and pull her towards me. Our lips meet and she thrusts her tongue into my mouth. She unbuttons my jeans giving my cock more freedom then goes back to her stroking, in the meantime I’ve brought a hand up and have been playing with her breasts and the rings on her nipples.



Nancy pulls her face back, a naughty smile on her lips and a twinkle in her eyes. “Now I think we’re ready to talk to Sue, don’t you? She can either run out the door or stay for the fun.” And with that Nancy heads back to the living room, leading me by my cock.



We walk in and Sue looks up at us kind of goggle eyed. Oh boy, she not only finished her rum and Coke but she knocked back Nancy’s too. Nancy’s grinning wolfishly at her as she leads me to the couch and has me sit on one side of Sue. Nancy sits on the other side of her and Sue’s head is again swiveling back and forth between my now very erect cock proudly displayed from my unzipped jeans and her practically naked sister. I’m not catching fear or disgust from her, a very good sign.



“Uh, guys — I, uh — “. Those were stiff drinks I made and Sue’s speech is a little slurred. Nancy reaches out and puts a hand to Sue’s face.



“Sue, we talked and yes you can stay here. But there are some things you need to be aware of, and a few conditions. You’re free to say no of course but then you’ll have to find other accommodations.”



Nancy gave her an abbreviated story about how she had been repressing all her needs desires etc. That things came to a head very recently and we’ve become far more open about sex, and are doing a lot of experimenting.



But the apartment only has one bedroom and there just isn’t enough room to ‘keep things behind closed doors’. So the only way any of this is going to work is if Sue joins us as a third partner.



We both can see Sue is intrigued and curious – plus her being a little drunk has removed any embarrassment or inhibitions to the proposal. Or of having two semi-naked people sitting next to her. “So like what kind of things are you guys doing?” she asks.



Nancy has been lightly rubbing Sue’s arm with her fingers, now moves her hand to her sister’s thigh. Sue is wearing a light cotton sundress that’s buttoned in the front, and I’m peeking down her neckline whenever I get a chance to – too bad she’s wearing a bra. She’s not paying attention to me — but Nancy is, and she’s grinning mischievously. “Well for starters as you can see Ron likes to watch me walk around in sexy clothes. Usually I’m just wearing stockings and a garter belt when we are at home. And I love to watch his nice beautiful cock jerk and sway so he tends to have it out more than in his pants. I find it very handy — it’s always available for a squeeze or a nibble. Would you like to try it?”



At this point my cock is screaming “YES! YES! YES!” at me over and over again. I lean back just a little bit more as I open my legs — I want Sue to have the proper view. She’s looking at my erect and bobbing cock and the naughty smile on her face matches the one on Nancy’s.



“He does have a nice looking cock, and it’s been so long — you sure it’s okay?” Nancy gets up and walks over to stand right in front of me. She leans over and tugs the waistband of my jeans down — she pulls them off of me. Oh much better now, my balls were getting a little scrunched up. We finish removing my jeans and I sit there in just my shirt.



Nancy wraps a hand around my shaft and gives it a couple of slow strokes. “Of course it’s okay silly — look at him. He’s dying for you to touch him. ” Nancy winks at me as she lets go and stands up. She walks back to the other side of Sue and sits back down on the couch — but this time a lot closer to her sister than she was before. Her breasts are brushing against Sue’s bare arm and they are thigh to thigh. The room is certainly getting steamy — and my cock is yammering “MORE! OH YEAH BABY!” over and over.



Sue wraps her hand around my cock and starts a slow stroking. “I miss this. And Ron’s cock is so much nicer that David’s.” Nancy is smiling at me, and is lightly stroking Sue’s thigh. I give a satisfied sigh, then catch that Sue is getting sexually excited. I decide to heat things up by amping her level just a teensy bit more. “You didn’t tell me what it is you guys are doing Nancy — what are you guys getting into?”



Nancy leans against Sue, kisses her earlobe while tracing her fingers further up her thigh. Nancy lifts the hem of her sundress up, exposing Sue’s panties. Sue responds with a shudder and I’m catching she’s really getting into what’s going on. Nancy keeps her lips near Sue’s ear and brings her voice down low and husky. “Well, sis — I think I’d rather show you than try to explain it all. Needless to say, remember all that teasing you used to do to me about the two of us getting it on, and how much you dug doing other girls? Well girl I’m ready, and the first ass and pussy I want to eat is my twin sisters.”



Wow! I catch that Nancy struck the mother lode. She must sensing it too as she nibbles Sue’s ear — who gives a convulsive clutch to my cock. And Nancy is staying with the low and sultry voice. “Ron’s cock is so-oh very velvety and tasty, and it feels so wonderful in my mouth. I think your brother-in-law could use those soft full lips of yours wrapped around his hard smooth hot cock — don’t you think so to?”



Nancy’s hand is resting on Sue’s upper thigh, her fingers tracing where panty material ends and Sue’s soft skin begins. “And sister, his pre-cum is sweet and yummy – look, there’s some now. It’s all over your hand, he must really be enjoying your stroking. The best is when he cums in my mouth — his lovely cock swells up, that beautiful cock head fills up and starts to twitch, and then the most marvelous juice shoots out and coats my mouth.”



Nancy’s right, I’ve been oozing pre-cum listening to her talking to Sue. And I’m catching the two of them are getting hotter. Nancy is starting to unbutton her sister’s sundress and continues in that low sultry voice “So you should take advantage of that hard throbbing cock sitting next to you. And I really want to play with those soft engorged milk filled breasts of yours, I’m betting you really need those attended to.”



Nancy leans in and softly kisses Sue on the lips — and I’m catching an emotional volcano erupting next to me. Oh my god the woman is white hot. She’s left my cock alone and is caressing Nancy’s not quite as large but still lovely breasts; while Nancy has her hand inside Sue’s sundress and is doing the same over her bra. I figure I might as well get into the action and bring my hand up her thigh and lightly brush against Sue’s panty covered pussy — I just bring my fingers against her pussy lips when she convulses and comes, moaning into Nancy’s mouth.



After Sue comes down from her orgasm she starts to sob, and nestles into Nancy’s neck. “That fucking David and his old girlfriend. She looks like a boy, no tits or ass. Nancy, it’s been so long since anyone touched me, are you sure this is going to be okay?”



Nancy is lightly kissing the side of Sue’s face and holds her. “Poor Sue, that asshole doesn’t deserve you. And of course things are going to be okay, we have all afternoon to play and you are going to feel so good by this evening you’ll be glowing. We both want you and it’s going to be fun. Just sit and relax and we’ll be right by you.” I snuggle up to her other side and Sue gives out a big sigh, relaxing. Being a guy of course my cock is rubbing against her bare thigh — hot, smooth and sexy sister-in-law thigh. Soon enough the sniffles stop and Sue turns towards me, looking at my cock gently throbbing a tattoo against her thigh.



Nancy strokes her hair and staying with the low sultry voice tells her “Go ahead, take Ron’s lovely cock into your mouth. I’m going to do the same to his balls. Let’s make him spurt, his cum is so heavenly. When he comes don’t swallow it, instead feed it to me. Then I have a very naughty thing to show you.”



Nancy kisses Sue along the side of her face, down her neck to her shoulders. She gets off the couch and walks over to me then kneels between my outstretched legs. She holds my cock and smiles invitingly to Sue, who leans down and gently takes my cock head between her soft lips. Sue starts to use her tongue on my glans, trying to insert the tip of it into my piss-hole. Meanwhile Nancy is nibbling and licking my ball sack.



I have one hand entwined in Sue’s hair, my other in Nancy’s. I’m not going to last long and Nancy knows it. “Sue, get ready because Ron is going to shoot his load very soon now. He likes it when you run your tongue along the underside of his cock head — that’s it. Like I said don’t swallow right away, I’ve been hungry for his cream all morning.” Nancy smiles a sweet innocent smile up at me and my cock explodes into Sue’s mouth. Oh god are the two of them good — and Sue has real cock sucking skills. She applies mild suction as I’m shooting into her mouth, curling the tip of her tongue along the underside of my cock — I’m grunting and groaning and riding an awesome wave of pleasure. I finally stop, spent.



Nancy rises up while simultaneously pulling Sue towards her. Their lips meet and I can see their tongues moving — Sue’s transferring her mouthful of my cream into Nancy’s mouth. Both swallow then Nancy pulls away — licking what’s left from Sue’s lips. “Sis, I told you he’s tasty. Now I have something very dirty to show you, come with us.” Nancy stands up and gestures for me to follow. I get up and she takes me by my now softening cock, leading me to the bathroom. Sue follows, mystified.



Nancy pulls me to the toilet by my cock, and Sue stays in the doorway. Nancy starts to giggle as she looks at her sister. “I knew Ron needed to pee a while ago, and he can piss when he has a hard on but it’s hard for him to hit the bowl, so I waited until his cock got soft. I like holding his cock when he pees — you can feel the piss shooting through his cock. It gives me a feeling of power and believe me it makes me very horny. Come on in and try it too — we’ll both hold his cock.” Nancy stands behind me, her left hand holding my cock between thumb and forefinger, pointing it into the toilet bowel.



Sue joins her behind me and I feel her cool soft hand wrap around my cock — I smile blissfully as I release my bladder and piss into the toilet. Nancy demanded to watch me piss a couple of days back, and almost immediately decided she wanted to hold my cock as I pee. This has become something we do whenever we’re home. Now I’ve got twin sisters to hold my cock as I piss — life is fucking great!



Sue squeals and giggles as she exclaims “Oh my god this is hot — and you’re right girl, I can feel the piss going through his cock. I wonder…” She starts to move my cock around, directing the stream around the bowel and chuckles while she’s doing it.



And she’s right, it does feel hot especially with Nancy stroking my ass with her other hand. Sue has her other arm wrapped around my shoulders and I feel my cock start to swell and get hard – with the two sisters hands wrapped around and holding it while I’m pissing into the toilet.



I finish and Nancy directs Sue to shake my cock — which she does and the two sisters get into another bout of the giggles. Sue takes her hand off my cock and I turn around towards Nancy. She’s dropped to her knees and is licking the tip of my cock clean.



Sue’s at the sink and is staring at Nancy lick the last drops of urine from my cock. “Eww sis, what are you doing?” I’m not catching disgust — quite the opposite. So I give Sue another teensy jolt to amp up her sexual excitement. If I know Nancy there will be a lot more of this later.

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