with the fear of what was going to
happen to me.
This cop
could do anything and I was powerless to stop him.
He could
continue this for years.
Oh my god,
what was I going to do.
 I showered
and prepared for him, he wanted me naked, so all I did was cover my body with
some oil and tidy the house while I waited. I unlocked the door at the back of
my house as instructed. A high fence and lots of garden surrounded the
property; he could easily slip inside and around the back without being noticed
by anyone. I tried to relax, to calm myself but it was impossible.
The door
opened and he came inside without a fuss. I was kneeling in the lounge facing
the kitchen where he could clearly see me.
He smiled,
he was casually dressed and seemed genuinely happy to see me, this made me
relax slightly. I noticed the small bag that he was carrying, suspecting that
there would be objects in it that he would use to torture me. I began to shake
again.
‘Hello whore.’
‘Hello
Sir.’
He moved to
the chair close to me and sat down.
‘Kneel in
front of me here and look at me while I tell you of my plans.’
I moved
over as instructed, still visibly shaking as he reached for the bag and
unzipped it.
He tipped
the contents onto the floor beside the chair but I remained looking at him.
‘First I am
going to gag you, OK?’
I nodded
and opened my mouth for the ball gag. I leaned down so that he could fasten it
behind my head figuring that it would be best to cooperate with him for now.
‘Good.
Today I am preparing you for an outing this evening. I want to take you and
show you off to some friends of mine. Actually they are very important Crime
Bosses, I work for them and they help me out so I want to let them party with
you..’
‘I began to
sob hard, shaking my head and cringing away from him.’
He slapped
my face hard with his open hand. The area of connection numbed momentarily as I
struggled to remain kneeling.
He grabbed
me by the hair so I didn’t fall.
‘Listen
whore. You can do this the easy way, which is to cooperate and enjoy it, or the
hard way, which is to be fucking flogged to within an inch of your life and not
enjoy it quite as much. The choice is yours, but no matter what you decide, you
WILL come with me tonight, and you WILL party with my friends… UNDERSTAND.’ He
yelled in my face, holding a fistful of my hair so I couldn’t pull away from
him and spitting the words at me through his clenched teeth.
I nodded,
sobbing uncontrollably, my face stinging and my head hurting from the grip on
my hair.
‘Good’ He
pushed me back to the kneeling position.
‘Calm down
and listen, I wont repeat myself and you’ll be in trouble if you fuck this up.’
Again I
nodded, as he reached out and smoothed my hair away from my face and patted my
shoulder as if I was his comrade…
‘I need to
prepare you for the evening. There will be some specific requirements that
these ‘Friends’ will want from you.
           First, most of them will want
head, and plenty of it, so you are not to eat today until I collect you at 6.
If I find that you eat anything other than what I order for you, you will be
punished.
           Second, your arse and pussy
will be fucked so both need to be stretched and prepared. I will take care of
that soon. You will of course, obey my instructions and not remove any
equipment that I place on/inside you.
           Third, You will be kneeling
for most of the night, so to get you prepared you are not to walk inside here
today, you are to crawl on your knees. Outside, you will walk as normal. You
are to walk around the park for one hour after I leave, this will get your body
used to the changes that I will make. Then you are to return here, strip and
wait for instructions.
           Fourth, I will have your
outfit Couriered here this afternoon at 5; you will be dressed and answer the
door as normal. You are to persuade the Courier to come in when you will give
him a blowjob as his reward. This will require him to break every rule in the
book and put his job at risk so you will have to be good. Once you have
finished the blowjob, there will be a note in the parcel and you are to give it
to him to read.
He will be
instructed to assist you to prepare for the evening, you will have 30 minutes
for the blowjob and for him to release you, and then you will have 30 minutes
to get ready. He will leave here at 5.30 sharp, blowjob or not, and believe me,
I will know…
My Friends
are used to top class whores, and they are fussy, so you will have to be better
than good. One thing in your favor is that they all love big tits, and yours
are perfect, so you will be popular straight off.’
I could not
believe what I was hearing, it was too much for me to absorb, but as I dealt
with all his instructions he stood up and unzipped his pants.
‘First up,
a little reward for me.’
He
un-gagged me and rammed my head onto his cock. It was hard and large already
and he showed no mercy as he pushed it into my throat.
Luckily I
have trained myself well with the art of deep-throat, and took his member deep
inside me. He pumped my head up and
down hard until he finally let his load go and released me. I licked his limp
cock clean while he gathered his breath.
The next
hour had me on all fours crawling around my house as he prepared me for the
evening.
My nipples
were banded tight, and severe clamps applied. I was re-gagged and collared with
a thick black collar. The nipple clamps were attached to the collar and I had
to hold my head up so that the chains were taut at all times. There was a lead
attached to the collar so I could be pulled and lead at his will.
I had an
enema to cleanse me. He shaved my pussy till there was no sign of growth at
all; he shaved my arse, through the crack and around my hole.
Once he was
happy that I was smooth I was led into my bedroom and ordered onto the bed on
all fours.
Running his
hands over my smooth arse and through my legs to feel my pussy made the juices
continue to rise within me.
His fingers
found their destinations, both holes pumped hard till they were wet, open and
begging for attention.
He rammed
his fingers deep into my arse; stretching and pulling it so wide that I thought
it would split. Finally he pushed the plug inside, it was enormous and filled
my rectum. Pushing hard on it to ensure that it was all the way inside he then
began on my pussy. Three, then four fingers deep inside, followed by a huge
vibrator. It was long and wide, think at the top and flexible to take the shape
of inside my pussy. I could feel the intruders scraping against each other as
he pushed it deep inside.
I was on
fire between my legs, my clit was swollen and my juices were running hard.
He turned
the vibrator on, and pushed on it again. The buzzing was deep inside me and
sent the vibe grinding against the plug, almost tipping me over the edge.
My arms
gave way and my face pushed onto the bed.
He slapped
my arse hard and pulled me up to the kneeling position again.
‘Stay still
whore.’
‘Oh.. Sir…
its too much…’
‘‘Shut it
you slut whore.’
He slapped
me again sending more vibrations cursing through me.
Next I felt
him wrap some thin rope around my waist. He threaded it under my waist and
looped it at the back. He pulled it between my legs and again looped it at the
front. When he pulled it tight, I nearly exploded. The rope pressed straight
against the plug and vibe and as his fingers straightened it between my legs, I
found it crushing my clit as well.
He pulled
the rope through again and tied it off at my back, pulling on it again to
ensure that it was tight, similar to a girth rope on a horse.
I screamed
in pain…. The rope was cutting me in half, ramming the objects deep inside me.
‘Stand up
whore.’
I struggled
off the bed and gingerly stood in front of him. The rope was very tight around
my waist, cutting into my skin and causing me to take shallow breaths.
He had
another rope in his hands, this was to bind my breasts up and he proceeded to
do this. He removed the clamps from my crushed nipples but left the bands on.
My nipples were swollen and dark red, pressing hard against the tight bands.
Each breast was bound separately from the base to half way. Once he was happy
with them he rigged a harness to hold the swollen orbs up high, threading the
rope over my shoulders and around my ribs.
The ropes
were cutting into me and the pain was severe as he finished the preparation.
Checking that I was bound to his satisfaction, he told me to dress and go about
my day as instructed. An hour of exercise, then wait for the courier, then get
myself ready.
He left my
house quietly as I struggled to move about in his rope harness.
I struggled
to bend at the waist to put clothes on.
My breasts
protruded obscenely under my sweatshirt.Â
I struggled to walk with the double intrusion and the constant buzz of
the vibe nearly sent me over he edge on many occasions.
I walked
and walked, squeezing and extending my pussy and arse muscles to gain comfort.
My breasts bounced up high, catching stares from men as I strolled past them.
The hour seemed to take forever, but finally I was home.
Afraid that
he was going to come back unannounced, I struggled to strip my clothes off and
got onto all fours. I poured myself a large glass of water and drank it down
determining that I should drink a glass every hour or so to keep my strength up
for the night ahead.
The reality
of what I was actually doing began to hit me mid afternoon. This was my fantasy
come true, I was being pimped, fucked by strangers, used and abused for their
pleasure and I had no control over it. I should be excited and I was, but I was
terrified of the cop at the same time.
I had
crawled about the house trying to perform normal duties. At 4.30 I struggled
into my room and into a skirt and blouse. The skirt was tight and short and the
blouse was also tight and very sheer
Finally,
the doorbell rang and I swear my heart stopped beating.
I shuffled
slowly over to it, opening to a short chubby man standing there with a large
box in his hands. He wore glasses and was scruffily unshaven. He was panting
for breath, obviously very unfit and as he went to speak his eyes found my
breasts.
‘Aghhhh,
um… your parcel Miss…’ He stuttered at me, ogling my breasts and turning bright
red.
‘Ohhhh,
thank you soooo much…’ I gushed back to him, stepping back and to one side,
giving him no option but to step inside.
He took the
fateful step, mouth still open and gasps now replaced with shallow fast
breaths.
I closed
the door and touching his shoulder guided him towards the dining room table.
Leaning
across the table so as to give him a view of my naked arse, I shifted a vase of
flowers and turned to face him.
‘Thank you
sooo much for carrying the parcel in for me…. It looks very heavy.’
‘Oh no, its
fine really, would you like me to set it down here?’
‘Yes
please…’ I leaned forwards to him, breasts poking straight at his face.
As he moved
past me to place the box down, I rubbed my index finger across my right nipple
and circled it slowly. He almost fainted, fumbling in his book for the docket
that I had to sign.
‘You look
hot, would you like a drink?’
‘Yyyes
please, that would be great.’ He stammered.
I glanced
at the clock, 5 past 5, I had 25 minutes to suck him off and get these ropes
off me.
I shuffled
into the kitchen, slipping a button open on my blouse as I moved away from him.
I went to the fridge and leaning over again to give him a naked arse view I
poured him a glass of water and returned to hand it to him. As he went to grab
it, I bumped it, spilling water on my right nipple, sending the blouse
instantly transparent right in front of his face, and causing the material to
fall open even further so he had at least half a breast to view.
‘Oh my…..
Silly me, now where do I sign…’
‘Rigghhht
hheere Mmaammm..’ he stammered.
I took the
slip, signed it and moved to the box. The lid slid off easily and sure to his
word, there was an envelope with ‘Courier’ marked on it.
I removed
the envelope, turned to the man and handed it to him.
‘This seems
to be for you, I do hope it’s a bonus for all the help that you have given to
me today.’
The man
almost choked on the water, his trembling hands took the envelope and opened
it.
His face
was scarlet, eyes bulging and perspiration beads trickling down his forehead by
the time he’d finished reading.
‘Ohhh, myyy
godddd…. I’ve been set up.’ He looked as if he was about to burst into tears.’
‘What do
you mean?’
‘Im being
watched……. holy fuck…... Im in deep shit….. what the hell am I going to do now…
I’ve been sprung…’
‘What do
you mean… sprung…’
‘I’ve been
stealing from the customers…. Just a bit here and there, you know, small
appliances and that sort of thing….and this letter says that they know about it
and I must be doing it again as it was on the inside…… Jesus Christ…’
He was
frantic, almost pissing himself right in front of me.
‘Its OK,
I’ll help you… don’t worry….’
‘How, how
can you help me…..??’
‘Just calm
yourself down, you have been great to me, I really appreciate your help and I
will tell them that… actually, I’ll give you an alibi for the times that you
took stuff and say that I gave them to you as gifts.’
‘Really,
you’d do that for me…?
‘Sure… you
are a lovely man, so kind and generous, courteous and can I also say that I
find you very attractive. I think I have just the alibi for you. Are you
married?’
‘No, Im
single, never had much luck with the ladies, did you say attractive??.’
‘Yes, I
like the rugged looking types, I’ve not had much luck with men either, I think
Im too fat.’
‘No way,
you are beautiful.. absolutely stunning….’
‘Really,
you think so…’
‘Yes I do.’
He leaned close to me and placed his hand on my breast… BINGO, I had him….
We moved
into my bedroom where I proceeded to give him the blowjob of his life. He came
like a steam train, grunting and panting so much that I thought he would have a
heart attack. I sucked him hard and dry, leaving him lying on the bed sapped of
energy while I returned to the dining room to retrieve my parcel.
It was now
25 past 5, I had 35 minutes to dress, get rid of Romeo and be ready.
‘So, how
was that… I crooned to him as he stroked me breast again.’
‘That was
amazing my love…’
‘Can you do
me a favor please… I need some help to get into my outfit for tonight, can you
help me…?’
‘Anything
for you my sex kitten… anything.’
‘Please be
gentle, I am going to a special work party and I am worried about my weight so
I have tried to reduce my size in a rather unusual way…promise not to laugh??’
‘Of course I
promise…..You will be perfect.’
His eyes
nearly boggled out of his head when he saw the ropes, but true to his word he
didn’t say a thing. He released them gently, first the crotch rope, untying it
at the back and gently releasing it from around my waist. He failed to notice
the plug and vibe so I left them there.
Next was
the breast rope. Again he was slow and gentle with it, stopping to have a good
feel of my tits as he unwound the rope.
I quickly
went to the bathroom, showered, removed the plug and vibe and relieved myself.
I persuaded
him to stay and help me dress, my tight black lace up corset, complete with
garter belt and black stockings went on first followed by the sheer white
blouse and mid length black flowing peasant skirt.Â
My breasts
were crushed into place, the half cups barely covering my nipples and lack of
underwear ensured easy access. The outfit was completed with a pair of high
black heels.
Once
dressed, my visitors use was finished and I ushered him out of my house with
the promise of more sex and my undying love in the future.
Returning
to my bedroom I took a final look in the mirror… perfect whore outfit for a
soon to be perfect whore.
I heard the
car door close and footsteps on the pathway… it was 6 o’clock…
I quickly
ran to the bathroom to check my makeup as the footsteps came closer and
closer…the front door flew open with a loud bang.
‘Where are
you whore?’
‘Here
Master.’ I panted as I ran from the bathroom.
‘On your
knees, where you belong you filthy whore.’
I dropped
to my knees in front of him looking at the floor. I was shaking visibly and
finding the humiliation of what I was doing almost too much to bear.
He walked
behind me, my arms hung to my sides, fidgeting with the hem of the shirt skirt
while I waited for him to speak.
‘Look up at
the roof while I inspect you.’
I diverted
my eyes upwards, clinging to the hemline of the short skirt as my comforter.
‘You
certainly look the part. A cheap dirty whore, ready to fuck and suck all
night.’
I felt
something brush over my cheek lightly before realizing that he had a riding crop in his hand and he was waving it over me as he walked slowly around my
kneeling form.
He brushed
the crop upwards from my neck to my chin and across my lips before cracking it
onto my left breast.
‘I jumped
and cried out as the whack hit my breast, just above the outline of my barely
covered nipple.’
‘Quiet.’
The flimsy
blouse offered no resistance and the black corset provided the perfect target
for him. He cracked my right breast in the same harsh manner, I bit my tongue
hard and tried to remain as still as I could as he walked further in front of
me.
‘Stay still
and quiet. I am just warming you up you stupid slut.’
‘Lean back
on your heels, put your hands on the floor to balance yourself, legs apart.’
I did as he
asked, slowly leaning back, looking at the roof the whole time, my stinging
breasts poking towards him and the short skirt riding up my thighs.
He used the
toe of his shoe to lift the skirt and inspect my pussy. I was still shaking,
eyes closed tight as I waited for him to speak again.
The crop
hit the top of my pussy with a swift crack, almost knocking me over. The pain
was immense but I tried to remain silent. The next crack was aimed at my pussy
hole, between my legs as it whizzed onto the tenderness of the lips of my sex
and sent fire cursing through me.
I fell back
onto the floor with a scream, quickly scrambling to regain my position as he
stepped behind me again.
‘Lean
forwards, head on the floor, legs wide apart and this time stay fucking still
or I will flog you.’
I did as he
asked, placed my head on the floor and moved my shaking legs wide apart.
The crop
landed several times across my buttocks, once or twice on my upper thigh and
once only sharply between my legs.
I was
crying now, my tender areas in pain and my humiliation soaring.
‘Stand.’
I stood in
front of him, shaking and sobbing.
‘Get to the
bathroom and tidy yourself up, stop sobbing or I will give you something to
really sob about, and get your whore arse out here quick smart.’
I staggered
into the bathroom and washed my face, my makeup was a mess, tears soaked my
cheeks and my eyes were red.
I decided
to minimize the make-up for the night as I could sense that there would be more
pain and more tears to come.
As I washed
myself and tried to calm down, he was yelling to me from the other room.
‘I was
going to fuck you myself, but your whimpering has put me off, so you’ll have to
wait till later for a taste of my action. Don’t forget slut, you are to impress
these guys, fuck and suck them dry as much as they want, and if they want to
hit you, let them, if they want to tie you up, they can, hell…if they want you
upside-down in the corner you’re gonna do that with a smile on your whore
face…you hear me whore?’
‘Yes
Master.’
‘Good, lets
get the fuck out of here.’
We drove in
silence for about 30 minutes, my breasts and pussy still stinging from his
crop, which he had sitting on the seat between us as we drove along.
As we drew
to a stop he looked at me and took a deep breath.
‘This is it
whore, you put on a good show in here and you’ll get me out of a lot of fucking
debt, so make sure you put on a good show coz I’ve been talking you up.’
‘Yes
Master.’
‘Oh yeah,
don’t worry whore, they wont kill you in here, a lot of them are on bail and
don’t want to go back inside for a slut like you, so in that way you’re safe
ok. The main man will call the shots and you will obey him.’
‘Yes
Master.’
Oh My God,
I am truly terrified.
I wait for
him to help me from the car. The tight corset makes certain movements hard for
me, but he pulls me out and straightens my clothes before we head inside.
My nipples
are hard with anticipation, and my pussy is wet and tight. I could almost
orgasm on the spot I am that nervous.
The big
wooden doors swing open to a hallway, I can hear music and smell the
alcohol/cigarette mix of a bar wafting in the air. We walk past 2 or 3 closed
doors towards the sound of the noise. Finally, he pushes open the solid wood
door and we enter the large room.
There are
at lest 20 men and about 6 other women in the room, some of them look up at us
from their seats while others continue to play pool at the end of the room. The
men are talking and laughing with each other, the women sitting with 2 or 3 men
each, smiling, but not speaking.
We move
over to a table of about 10 and Master greets 2 of the men with a hug. I stand
quietly beside him trying not to shake too hard.
‘Drink?’
I glance up
to see a woman standing in front of me, she is topless, her bare breasts
dangling onto the tray where she had a note-pad for orders.
‘Yes
please, just a soft drink.’
Master
ordered a scotch and guided me to the table.
‘This is
Jenny.’ He announced as he pushed me forwards with his hand in my back.
‘Hello
Jenny.’ The older man seated in the center of the group stood and extended his
hand to me. I reached my right hand to shake it but he took hold of my hand and
pulled me towards him. All the others at the table stood and shuffled their
seats so that I could sit beside him at the table.
I moved
towards the chair, guided by his hand, but he pulled me to stop before I could
turn and sit down.
His hand
pushed between my legs and into my wet juices. Forcing my legs apart slightly
he proceeded to thrust his fingers deep inside my pussy, his thumb pressing on
my clit, crushing it against my pubic bone.
Still
hanging onto my right hand tightly, he removed his fingers and placed them at
my lips. I opened my mouth and licked each finger as he presented them to me.
He then proceeded to sit down, pulling my hand onto his crotch and holding with
his legs tightly together. He clicked his fingers and my blouse was torn from
me, his fingers quickly finding and twisting each nipple hard as I cupped his
firm cock and balls in my hand at his crotch. Next my skirt was torn away, I
was standing in the corset only in front of all these strangers.
All the
people at the table must have had a full view of my arse, but the men continued
to talk as if nothing had just happened.
The old man
fingered my breasts roughly for a few more seconds before pulling me onto the
seat to the left of him.
Still
gripping my hand he leaned close to my ear and sneered at me.
‘So, you
are the whore that we have heard so much about. Not bad, a little fat, but
great tits, hmmm not too bad at all. I believe you know why you are here, let
me run through the rules with you.’
What I say here goes. I am the
Godfather of this Family, you understand whore? I nodded
gently.
You will not speak unless I ask
you to. Trust me, I will not ask, as I am not interested in fuck meat like
you. You will not acknowledge my conversation with you from this point, I
speak, you listen.. That’s how it is here.
You will do whatever my boys
want. They will not ask anything from you that I don’t approve, and your
performance will determine what I approve.. so perform well, enjoy your
day and everyone will be happy..
You will be restrained but not
gagged. I like to hear noises from my sluts, like to hear them moan and
grunt when we fuck them, but too much noise annoys me and you don’t want
to annoy me..
I sat there
listening to him almost hysterical inside. On the outside I stayed calm except
from some mild shaking that I was unable to control.
He still
held onto my hand, and when my drink came it was placed on the table in front
of me but I didn’t move towards it. I was thirsty but too scared to move. His
hand again placed mine on his crotch as he leaned away from me to talk to one
of the men.
I sat there
frozen, not knowing if I was supposed to do anything or not.
Suddenly
his hand took mine again and began to rub his cock with it, this was my signal
and I began to work on his cock and balls from my seat.
His cock
hardened quickly, my hand reaching between his legs to rub his balls as best I
could, then back to his cock, which was now pushing against his trousers.
His hand
again guided mine to the zipper, so I undid it and released his cock.
I
concentrated on what he wanted, not the fact that the whole room could see
me. His cock was thick and sticky with
precum. I stroked it slowly and firmly from head to base, coating the precum
along the shaft as he pressed into my stroke.
He turned
to me and smiled, moving his crotch slightly towards me, so I bent my head and
took him in my mouth.
He quickly
began to thrust deep inito my throat as I sucked on him, my hand slipping under
his balls and gently massaging them as they tightened while he thrust. In just
2 or 3 strokes he was as hard as a rock and I thought he was going to cum.
His hand
was on my head, pressing me onto his cock as it swelled even more and his
breathing labored. He pulled my head up quickly by the hair and gestured for me
to mount him.
I slid my
leg across his and eased his cock inside me as he leaned back on his leather
arm-chair. It was hard and reasonably fat, so felt great as he pumped it inside
me. I bit onto my lip as we fucked hard, my eyes closed tight my breasts
brushing against his face we fucked, short, hard strokes until he shuddered,
groaned loudly and released inside me.
I was
panting as he finished, I had almost enjoyed it but he roughly grabbed my arm
and pulled me off, back onto the chair beside him.
‘You can
drink now.’
I took the
glass and drank greedily. My mouth had gone dry and my heart was racing at what
had just happened to me so I was glad to quench my thirst.
The man put
his arm in the air and snapped his fingers again.
A younger
guy came over and roughly pulled me from the chair. I noticed a group of guys
gathered together about 15 feet away. They were all looking at me with grins on
their faces and I suspected that I was headed towards them.
They parted
as we drew closer, exposing a portable bench covered with bondage equipment.
I was
positioned in the center of them all and stood still and silent.
One of the
guys began to tie my breasts tightly with rope while another one helped him by
pulling my nipples hard, stretching them outwards and twisting each of them. My
breasts were bound tightly so that they pointed up high.
Another was
cuffing my ankles with a short chain between them, sliding his fingers through
my pussy as he finished his task.
A tight
collar was then placed around my neck, barely allowing me to move my head at
all.
Once my
breasts were bound tightly, clamps were placed on my nipples and the chains
attached to the collar. They pulled my nipples upwards, against the weight of
the heavy ropes binding my breasts tightly.
I was then
bent at the waist and a hard object was pushed into my anus. The thing in my
arse was hard and uncomfortable, I couldn’t make out what it was as it didn’t
feel flexible and wasn’t the shape of a plug.
My arms
were then cuffed but left un-restrained.
I was then
stood upright. The hard object dug into the walls of my arse, but there was no
pain. My head was pulled backwards until the chains from the nipple clamps were
tight and I heard the clicking of locks to the collar. As I brought my head
forwards, the hard thing in my arse was pulled upwards, almost ripping me in
half, tilting it back too far pulled on my nipples. I had keep my head
straight.
The Guy who
pulled me from the couch moved close to me and inspected. He pulled on my
nipples, tested the breast bindings, pushed me so I had to walk a few steps and
then moved my head up and down so that I felt the pain in my nipples and arse.
‘That hook
in her arse looks great, get some of that on the movie wont you. OK Boys, lets
get started.’
Oh no…
they’re making a movie of me…
The men all
laughed, as one of them grabbed my arm and dragged me towards a couch. He
positioned me at the end of the couch and pulled my arms up high behind my
back. He clipped them together, and released the chain on my collar connecting
the hook in my arse. He threaded the chain from the hook tightly between the
cuffs on my hands and proceeded to bend me over the arm of the couch.
There was
already a guy on the couch with his cock in his hand, so I opened my mouth and
took him as the guy behind me shoved his cock into my pussy. The chain between
my ankle cuffs prevented me from opening my legs wide, so every thrust of his
cock rammed against the hook in my arse.
He held my
arms up high, keeping the chain tight, using my arms to lever himself in and
out of me as I sucked on the guy on the couch.
The collar
pulled my nipples hard, the pain was intense as my nipples jangled while they
pumped into me, the hook also pulled hard inside my arse with each thrust.
Others
stood and watched as I was double teamed.
Soon, I had
been fucked in this same position by 5 guys each in my pussy and mouth,
swallowing their cum and taking their cocks as they wished.
They
stopped fucking me and stood me up straight. My back was cramped and sore, but
I was silent.
One of the
older men stood in front of me and held a drink to my mouth. I drank it down
quickly while his helper removed the nipple clamps and he fondled them back to
life.
He was
gentle with his touch as I continued to drink, rubbing each breast and talking
gently to me.
‘You’re
doing well, you seem to be enjoying yourself which is good. Just relax and
continue to enjoy.’
Once I
finished the drink, he walked me to the bench where the equipment was earlier.
He stood me beside it and proceeded to adjust the height of the bench slightly.
He removed
the collar and chain from between my legs.
Some of the
guys who had just fucked me moved close and helped me onto the bench, laying on
my back. My arms were chained to the sides, and a thick leather strap secured
me across my waist.
The end of
the bed was adjustable, soon I felt it pulled away so that my legs hung over
the edge of the table. The head section was then lowered, so that my head was
tilted downwards.
I could
feel someone between my legs, movement around the table, but couldn’t see anything
except some legs that were standing near my head.
A cock was
pressed against my mouth and I took it inside. It was quite large and pushed
deep into my throat as I adjusted my head slightly.
Suddenly
someone was on top of me, I could feel him climb onto the table as fingers
explored my pussy and arse and hands lifted my legs upwards and open wide.
Soon my
world exploded into pain and ecstasy. The man on top of me was fucking my pussy
hard, as fingers explored my arse and pushed inside me where the hook was still
situated. The breasts exploded also, cracked over and over with a whip or crop,
slapping and whipping my nipples into a frenzied agony.
The cock in
my mouth was still growing, pumping hard deep inside me as I struggle for
breath. My pussy was being pounded and soon my arse was stretched wide with
many fingers ready for a cock.
The cock in
my mouth exploded, cum burst out of my mouth and nose as I drowned and choked.
My pussy was being humped hard, and as I struggled to breathe, my arse was filled
with cock.
I tried to
scream, but another cock was in my mouth and I was forced to suck again. The
pounding on my pussy stopped, only to be replaced by a tongue, almost driving
me instantly over the edge.
I pulled
hard on the cuffs and lashed out with my legs, but the crop came down hard on
my nipples again.
My legs
were stretched wider and wider, the mouth was working my clit into a frenzy as
my arse was being pumped raw. Finally he came hard, deep inside my bowels,
sending me into a frenzied orgasm at the same time. I screamed out around the
cock in my mouth as my body spasmed in orgasm.
My juices
gushed as the Men cheered loudly, and more fingers explored inside me. Another
cock, followed by another and another fucked and pumped me at near unconsciousness.
It went on
for hours without a break, every hole fucked and fingered, nipples cropped,
sucked, bitten and crushed. I was numb, my body had become a numb hole for
these men to abuse. My mind was blank.
As quickly
as it began, it all stopped. They finished and moved away from me as I lay limp
on the bench.
The older
man came over again and once I was released, unshackled, untied and un-clipped,
he gave me another drink. He took my hand and guided me to the bathroom.
Walking was hard, my pussy felt as if it was 3 feet wide and my legs were weak.
The man helped me wash myself under a warm shower. Once I finished he helped me
dry off and put a clean, red corset back on. This corset had no cover for my
nipples, so they sat up glowing red and swollen from the abuse.
 I returned
to the room, and was lead back to the Godfather. The chair beside him was
empty, so I sat when he gestured to me.
He turned
and smiled at me. The room was silent as he spoke.
‘Quite the
slut aren’t we?’
I smiled at
him in agreement, hoping that I had done what was expected of me, and that I
could soon be released from this nightmare.
‘The boys
seem happy with you, that was quite a gang-bang you put on for us, we will be
having you back again soon my dear. I must say I do enjoy watching my boys
fucking a true slut and her responding in the manner that she should.
My heart
sank at the thought of returning here but I remained still while he spoke to
me.
‘There is
one more thing that I want from you, and as we have treated you with our finest
hospitality I have no doubt that you will agree. I want you to come and spend
the whole night with me as my whore. Tonight.’
That was
too much for me, I burst into tears and shook uncontrollably as he sat back in
his chair and smirked at me.
It took a few
minutes for me to regain my composure, by that time he had my hand on his cock
again and was rubbing it, grinning widely at me.
‘That’s the
way, now spread those legs and let me see what’s waiting for me.’
I spread my
legs like a robotic slut, crying deep inside me as his fingers explored my lips
and clit, leering at me through the haze of smoke in the room.
Soon he
stood, took my hand and led me out through the back entrance to his Limo.
