Finally 12 came and i sat down as Jeff shook my hand then handed me a brown envelope, as i opened it i asked " so whats this?" i pulled out a transfer application " trasfer papers? what use is this?" " trust me Trevor this is the best option doctor Reid is a real ball-buster and not someone you want to mess with" confused i asked " how do you know?" " well did you ever hear about that guy everbody called doctor casanova?" " yeah i heard he had sex with half the female staff" " yeah 4 doctors, 6 nurses and 4 of his paitents one of them during an x-ray!!" " i heard about that didn't he sell those on ebay?" " yeah made a bundle until the paitent sued him for it" " wow! what happened?"

" well they day of the hearing she had the missfortune of getting a female judge and the three ended up in her office where let's just say she dropped more than the charges!!" " wow! but what has he got to do with doctor Reid?" " well when she first arrived he decided to try to get into her scrubs" " and?" " oh he did it but in the end it ruined him" "how?" " well while they where at it she fell asleep!!" " SHE FELL ASLEEP!!" " hell yeah well word quikly spread and his life as doctor casanova was over" then he shugged " but if you don't belive me you can ask him yourself he's over there" Jeff pointed across the room to a very sad looking janitor who seemed to be talking to his ham roll, surprised i added " THAT'S DOCTOR CASANOVA!" " yeah word got around and he was fired and hasen't had sex in 5 years, can't even pay for it" " damn!" " yeah the only one eying him now is bobby" i tried and failed to cover a laugh " are you telling me that our only male nurse is gay?" " yeah kinda ironc huh!"

Once we stopped laughing Jeff rose from the table and added pointing at the trasfer papers " trust me thats the safest way to deal with this" i respected his advice but i loved my work and had no intentions of leaving, so at 6pm that night i paced my living room by 8 i was sure i had left a dent in the floor then the bell ran and i walked slowly to the front door.

i opened the door and there was doctor Reid waring a long trenchcoat ( as far as i knew she was a dirty dlonde who seemed to be to busy with work to pretty herself up) as i closed the door i turned around and was shocked to see that she was naked under the coat and man did i get a surprise she was shaved downstairs and had nice well rounded breasts, i was rock hard in a split second, as i took off my clothes she looked right into my eyes and said " i hope your expecting a blowjob the deal was to make me cum not you" dissapointed by this for only a moment i walked her to my bedroom and i began sucking her left breast while rubbing the right moving down i began to lick and suck her clit, i could tell she was loving it but she was doing a fantastic job of covering it up, soon enough i slid my dick inside her and began moving in and out slowly but as i looked up i saw she was counting the ceiling tiles, i pulled out and got her on all fours thinking damn it man this is your job on the line so make it happen, with new otivation i began slamming my rod deap inside her while reaching around with my hands to caress both her nipples and pussy, nothing but i wasn't ready to give up yet pulling out for a second time i got her to turn over to her right side raised her left leg and entered slowly jackpot!! i could tell allmost instantly that even though she was trying to hide it her orgasam was quickly building soon she screamed "i'm cumming!! i'm cumming!!" as her jucies ran down my dick i shot load after load into her.

We fell asleep together and as she got up to leave the next morning i grabbed her arm " hey we had a deal remember what about the pictures?" at this she smiled and replied " oh them! i'm sure they would out great, that is if i had bothered to put any film in it!" she put her hand in her pocket pulled out the camera and threw it to me to confirm what sh ehad just said, it was true it was empty, by the time i looked back up at the doorway she was gone.

 

I should of course have been out looking for work, but when I needed cock, I needed cock and today I needed it.

On entering the centre I did notice that it was very empty, Sundays were always so busy, there was always someone to hit on, and although not always successful, when i put my mind to it, i normally always left with a something to fill me up for Sunday lunch. Tuesday morning however was clearly different.

I looked around, just an older guy out for a refreshing swim today. I got changed and jumped in the water to do some laps. I quickly got into a rhythm but couldn't help but wish I could find a new man today. I thought about some hunky stud coming in and being up for it, and what he could do to me, my cock rising in my swim pants and felling nice as the water pushed up against my hardening cock.

I decided to take a break and sat at the end of the pool, with no one else around i started to stare at the older guy swimming. I had never been with an older guy before, I had always been more interested in the beef stud cake type, but now suddenly I had an urge....could i pull a mature guy?

I sat watching a bit longer and to my joy he got out of the pool and headed for the showers....so here was my chance. I followed him in and went under the spray a few blocks down. He seemed oblivious to me, but I watched as he soaped his body, I become quite turned on watching him. He was quite hairy and had a body that clearly needed a few extra laps....but he looked good.....defiantly good enough to raise the sprits in me again.

I had to make my move......

"Do you mind if I borrow some soap please, I seem to have run out"

I pointed to my now empty bottle, (a trick I always used!).

He looked across and clearly noticed that it wasn't a shampoo bottle in my trunks.

"ahhh, oh yes, sure, here you go"

He handed me his bottle of soap, almost embarrassingly trying not to look at what I wanted him to see.

"Many thanks"

I grabbed the bottle and soaped my chest

"Always nice to get a swim in first thing in the morning isn't it?"

"huh,,, yes it is, puts you in a good frame of mind for the rest of the day" he stuttered

"Sure does, only thing is the chlorine gets everywhere, really annoying as well, i have to get it all off otherwise I come out in a rash....."

That was my line, it always seemed to work, and as I said it I soaped my chest and turned away from him so I could drop my trunks and soap between my legs. Then I provocatively bent over as I lathered my legs, knowing full well he would see my bare arse. I glimpsed over to the other side and could see in the reflection of the tap that his eyes were fixed on me, so it was working.

I stood up, rubbed some more soap into my hands and bent over again to wash my backside for him. I rubbed over my cheeks, and then in-between, making sure I gave it a good scrub. He was trying not to look, but I could tell he was stunned.

I stood up again and went to wipe my head that was when I got soap in my eyes.

"Arggh...bloody soap in my eyes now" I screamed lightly

This gave me the opportunity to turn around fully facing him but of course with my eyes shut, (or so it seemed!). I started to rinse my cock now and i could see him just starring at me, I turned around again so I could get some spray to rinse my arse, and couldn't resist poking a finger inside my hole to give it a clean. He saw me jerk as I poked...i don’t think he could quite believe it.

I stood up again, all the soap now gone. I looked straight at him and he couldn't move his stare at my cock quick enough. He was totally embarrassed..... I handed him his soap bottle back

"Thanks for that" I said

"oh, er yes, no problem, sorry i must get going"

"hey no problem, I’m not bothered it you were looking, like its only natural you know"

"umm no i wasn't I was just err"

"Yeah right, I could see you peeking out and next you'll be telling me that you always get a hard on in the shower"

He looked down and tried to cover himself

"It’s alright honestly, in fact I am quite honoured, that’s got to be the best sight I’ve seen for a long time"

I smiled at him and he seemed to relax a touch

"sorry but i couldn't help it, after all it's not often a 60 year old gets to stand next to a young lad naked in a shower"

"60!, blimey, I took you for 40 at best" charm always worked and he laughed.

"You know that you should make sure you wash it now, don’t want that chlorine getting in where it hurts"

I moved towards him.....

"Mind if i make sure it's all clean for you"

He was speechless, and I moved my hand over to the increasing bulge in his trunks. He breathed in as I touched him and started to rub his hard on.

"Umm no, I shouldn’t do this, sorry I must go"

I grabbed him harder, "its fine, don’t panic, no one can see, here this will make you feel better"

I took his hand and guided it onto my stiff prick

"Have you ever felt a 19 year olds cock before?"

"errrm no, never"

"Well now you can, I mean it's you that made it stand out so why shouldn’t you get the benefit of it"

With that I started to feel my way into his pants, his cock was hard and felt quite thick, I was instantly up for him in a big way.

I let him feel his way on my dick and he was clearly enjoying it, I started to realise that this was not going to be an average pull for me, i had always in the past been the submissive one, letting others do what they wanted to me, but this guy seemed like he was going to be in that role, and possibly my first chance to dominate someone.

"Do you like the feel of my cock?"

"Well yes, I’ve never done this before"

"That’s nice....I bet you have dreamt about it though"

"Errrm yes, a few times"

"Listen, why don't we go where it's a bit more private then"

 "Urmmm, well...err"

"You don’t have to you know, but I can see you would love to spend a bit more time touching me"

He smiled and I held his cock and led him towards the toilets, they were quite big in there and easily accommodated two people (past experience!!)

We went inside and I picked the end disabled cubicle as it was furthest from the door and had the most room. We went inside and I locked the door behind me.

"Now why don't you sit down and relax"

He was still transfixed by my cock hanging down, I pushed his legs closed and stood either side of them, my cock pointing towards him.

"Now it's all yours to play with"

I handed him my cock and beckoned him to rub it

"It feels lovely, it's a really nice cock you have"

"I’m glad you like it, how about giving it a kiss then"

"noo, I’m not sure I want to do that"

"Why not, you said you liked it"

"No, I think I better go"

He went to get up, but there was no way i was going to get a bum deal now

I pushed him back down

"come on, you know you want this, I bet if I was some sexy blonde with tits you wouldn't be walking away would you and besides your mouth might say no....certain other parts say a big yes.......now take my cock in your hands"

He looked up at me in a panic, the thing was I knew he wanted it, and he knew he wanted it.

"Now kiss my cock, don’t be afraid, you always dreamt of a horny 19 year old standing in front of your face with a hard on, so don’t miss your chance"

He moved towards me and started to kiss my knob, tentative his lips meet my purple head and he tasted my sweet pre-cum.

"Bet you like that now, don't you"

His continued kissing gave me the answer. By now I was starting to really like this dominant mood of mine. I grabbed his head with one hand and my cock in the other and started to slap his face with my cock.

"There you go, you like that don’t you, feeling my cock on your face, now lick it for me"

"No please I’m not sure...."

"Oh come on daddy, give your son a lick"

He seemed to like that; it was the age old father and son bit for sure

He put his tongue out and started to lick my wet head. Slowly at first, but clearly he was getting a taste for it

"ohm that’s it daddy, taste your sons cock, i bet you always wanted this didn’t you"

He uttered a simple yes

"Come on daddy open wide and let me in, let your son fuck his daddy’s mouth, I know how much daddy wants to feel his boys cock inside his dad’s mouth"

He was doing as he was told, and he opened wide, I thrust my cock down his throat and started to face fuck this 60 year old man.

"ohhh daddy yesss, you suck good, hmmmm, I’ll have to tell my school friends about you..."

I shoved a few inches back and forth and he lapped it up, now he started to put his hands on my arse, helping me to force more, he wanted more cock

I let him feast for a while, getting more and more worked up, he too was getting very excited.

"Ohhh daddies good, i can't believe you've never done that before"

I took my cock away and he looked disappointed

"Did daddy like that?"

"Oh yes son, you taste so sweet, I never had that before, can I suck some more please son"

"Ohhh daddy, well of course you can, but first lets see how it really made you feel, stand up for me"

He did as he was asked......

"Hmmm, that’s a might fine hard on you've got there daddy"

"Yesss son, I’m very hard and very wet"

"Are you now, well let’s see then, take you trunks off and give them to me"

I stood back to give him some room and he took his pants off

I snatched them from him, and held the crouch to my nose

"Hmmm, you are very wet daddy, have you seen the state of your swim trunks"....I shoved them under his face

"Yes son, you made me wet"

"Good, now lick them clean for me, lick you own precum from your pants for me"

He looked up, some what surprised but too excited to argue.

"Lick them daddy"

He proceeded to lick the inside of his trunks sapping up his wet juice.

“now daddy turn around I want to see your arse"

He was totally in my grip now, as he turned around

"Bend over and stick your head in the pan"

He bent forward and rested his head on the seat.

"I said inside" ....and with that I pushed his head into the bowl.

Moving to the side I grabbed his arse.....

"Daddy needs to learn that he must do what his son says, doesn't he?..........WELL!"

"yessss son, I will do as you ask"

With his arse sticking up and started to spank him, hard slaps across his arse while holding his head in the pan to muffle the sound.

"ohhh daddy needs spanking, bad daddy,, bad daddy"

I spanked a few harder strokes and could hear his screams of delight.

Now I wanted him.

"Now daddy, keep your head there, I want to look at your arse, spread your legs and pull your cheeks apart so I can look at you"

He did exactly as i told him, pulling his cheeks apart to reveal his virgin hole.

I stuck my nose up his crack and sniffed him, and then I stuck my tongue out and tasted his rim.

"urmmm daddies got a nice tight arse, I like that"

He said nothing as I spat on his arsehole, and then rubbed it in with my fingers. suddenly I inserted a finger into his hole, he jerked forward, and went to speak, but I just shoved his head back into the bowl

"just stay there daddy, let your son do what he wants with you".

I forced my finger harder, and could hear him gulp.

I needed some lube, spit was not enough, sticking my finger back up him again I grabbed the soap bottle with my other hand, flicked the lid open and squirted some around his arse.

"Now daddy is a bit free for his son, I can explore more now"

I withdrew my finger and grabbed my rock hard cock and placed it on the entrance of his shit hole.

"Can daddy feel that?, do you know what that is daddy"

"Yesss son, i do"

"So does daddy want it"

"ohhh god son yes"

"What do you want?"

"Son please, I want to feel you inside me"

"Better than that daddy, tell me you want my cock"

"sonnnn pleasssse yes, put your hard cock in me, stick it up my arse and fuck me, fuck your fathers virgin arsehole...."

"Good daddy"

I pushed my knob into his hole, he was fucking tight, and clearly wanted to move away, but with my hand on his head, he was stuck and I forced my cock past his tight rim.

He garbled from the pan, but I didn't care, I was inside and now I was going to fuck him like a bitch.

"shitttttt fuckkk it hurttts ahhhhhh"

"Shut up daddy fuck, let me ride your arse like a whore"

I pumped harder and faster ignoring his muffled screams, thrust after thrust trying to force more young cock into his shitter.

The tightness of his arse brought me to cum quickly

"Fuck yessss dadddy feel it, feel your son shoot his load inside you...take it all"

I shot my load deep inside his arse and pumped until I was empty......

I let his head up from the bowl as I withdrew my cock

He turned to me looking in pain

"Ohhh daddy did you like that"

"Yes son, it was great, son your great, you can fuck me like that any day"

"any day....? Well daddy, today might just be that day....after all it's only morning"

I smiled at him; with a glint.....the day was young yet.

End of Part One.

If you want to read more let me know and I will post chapter two

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No.  Stop right there.

It was definitely a problem.  Suzanne had a job to do – to finish, and people were relying on her.  She needed to get to a phone.  Sasha had a mobile but he’d never left it where she could get at it without him knowing.  She was going to have to think of something, she was running out of time.  If she wasn’t careful, she was going to be late, in more ways than one.

The opportunity presented itself in the end.  They were making dinner, and Sasha left Suzanne in charge of stirring the food while he went upstairs to take a shower.  She turned away from the cooker to find that he’d left his mobile on the kitchen table.  Strange.  She waited for several moments, and then heard Sasha enter the bathroom and turn on the shower.  It was perfect.  She grabbed the phone and dialled the number for her contact, quickly stirring their dinner while making sure that she was in sight of the stairs.  She’d see his shadow approach in time to put the phone back so that he was none the wiser.

It seemed to ring forever, and Suzanne bit her lip in trepidation.  Was she too late?  A strange mixture of emotion washed over her at that thought.  Something else not to think about.  The call connected just in time to spare her having to identify her emotions.

Silence.  She spoke quietly, identifying herself with her call sign and password only.  The person on the other end of the line was satisfied, and confirmed their identity to her.  “Report?” Suzanne asked softly.

“Intelligence confirms they are acting on your information and moving into position,” the voice replied.  “We will be ready to meet them.  Everything is going as planned.”

“When?”

“Approximately seven hours.  A team will be ready for extraction.  Location?”

“Can you trace the position of this call?”

“Of course.”

“Then it will be from here.”

“Agreed.  We will extract you as soon as the operation begins.”

Suzanne’s breath caught in her throat and she didn’t respond for a moment.  She had no idea that things were going to happen so soon.

“Ma’am?”  the voice on the other end of the line enquired.

“Yes,” she replied, trying to mentally shake herself.  “I’ll be ready.”

“I’m glad to hear your voice again, ma’am.  See you back at Operations.”

“Thank you,” Suzanne replied, and ended the call.  A moment later, the shower turned off.  She searched through the unfamiliar language of the menus of the phone, trying to find the call logs.  She found the entry for the call that she had just made and deleted that single entry, thankful that the mobile phone was a Nokia and she was familiar enough with it to do this even if she wasn’t sure of all of the language.  She placed the phone back on the table exactly as if it hadn’t been disturbed, and returned to stirring their dinner.

Sasha returned to the kitchen feeling slightly uneasy but not sure why.  He spotted the phone on the table and instantly recognised his potentially massive mistake.  It didn’t look as if it had been moved, but he couldn’t be sure.  “Dinner’s ready,” Suzanne said over her shoulder absently.  When he didn’t reply, she turned to look at him, a puzzled look on her face.

He still didn’t say anything.  Suzanne followed his gaze to rest on the mobile, then looked back up at him, a look of slight disappointment and embarrassment on her face.  She looked away again, then turned back to the cooker and busied herself with stirring.  The intention was to make him realise that she hadn’t touched the phone.  Of course she hadn’t, and how could he think such a thing of her?  He still wasn’t moving, so she sniffed a couple of times softly, willing tears to come to her eyes.

Sasha trusted Suzanne not to try to hurt him, and she hadn’t tried to leave when he’d left her in the house on her own.  But to leave his phone where she could get to it?  He wasn’t so sure that she wouldn’t have tried to contact someone.  Not until he heard her sniffling, at least.  He swore under his breath softly, walked up towards her and slipped his phone into his pocket on the way.  He slid his arms around her from behind and slid his mouth to her neck, nuzzled gently.

Suzanne wiped the tears from her face angrily and redoubled her efforts in stirring, attempting to ignore Sasha in his quest for the extra sensitive area below her ear.  “Come here,” he whispered, turning her around in his arms.

“No,” she replied sulkily, trying to stop him from turning her to face him, but she wasn’t trying too hard.  He pulled her away from the cooker and leaned her against the table.  “Dinner’s going to burn,” she warned, and he shrugged, sliding his hand along the back of her thigh and up to her arse, sliding the (rather large) shirt she was wearing out of the way as he went.  He slid his other hand to her cheek and pulled her towards him, kissing gently.  She pulled away from him, still putting up a façade of protest in order to save face.  He pulled her back and kissed harder.

Suzanne didn’t protest any further as Sasha lifted her onto the table and laid her back, then unbuttoned her shirt and pushed it out of the way.  He slid his palms from the bottom of her breast down to her hips, laid a gentle kiss just above her pubic hair.  She gasped as her body jerked sharply.  She was burning immediately, her legs parting automatically and without her consent.  He slid her towards the edge of the table, leaned over her to look directly in her eyes and slid one finger into her mouth.  She licked for a moment, then sucked gently until he withdrew it again.  He slid the wet finger over one of her nipples gently and she moaned in frustration.

Sasha repeated his actions, sliding his wet finger over Suzanne’s other breast gently.  She arched against him, murmured softly in Bosnian the equivalent of “Oh please just fuck me Sasha!”  He slid his finger to her mouth and shushed her, slid his mouth against her ear again.

“Don’t talk,” he whispered softly.  “Just relax.”  He slid his finger into her mouth again, then slid the torturing wet digit down into her pubic hair and onto her clitoris.  He stroked gently, leaned over and slid a nipple into his mouth and sucked for a moment.  Suzanne writhed, and then Sasha bit into her nipple slowly.  A low moan escaped her and she shuddered as her body surged into orgasm.  Sasha smiled, slid back up to kiss her as her body relaxed again. 

“I have to go out tomorrow,” Sasha whispered.  “Early.  I should be back by midday.”  He was already sliding back down, parting her legs again and she felt his breath on her thighs.  Oh god.  Thinking was becoming difficult…

If he was going out in the morning, it meant that he was going to do a job.  And the only job it could possibly be was the one she had given them information on.  If he went there, he would die.  And she couldn’t warn him without telling him why.  Oh god.

She’d have to stop him.  She was glad she had one more trick up her sleeve that would allow her to do that.  He was by no means a good or decent man, but she wasn’t going to kill him.  And she wasn’t going to ask herself why, either.

Sasha slid one finger inside her and his tongue onto her clitoris and Suzanne lost her train of thought completely.  She slid her hands into his hair and scratched his scalp gently, pulling him closer.  He groaned in contentment and the vibrations from his voice caused Suzanne to come again.

“Please Sasha,” she whispered softly, and he stood up slowly.  He unbuttoned his pants and leaned over her, and Suzanne raised her legs and locked them around his back.  He braced his forearms on the table on either side of Suzanne’s head, and slid against her gently.  Suzanne slid her arms along Sasha’s sides until she reached his arse, and pulled a little.  He bumped against her, stretched her opening slightly until she moaned in anticipation, then pulled back out to rest against her.  She looked up at him, saw the look in his eyes and knew exactly what he wanted.

“Sasha…” she whispered softly, sliding her hand back across his hips and brushing her fingers across the length of his penis and down to her clitoris.  She stroked for a moment, let her head fall backwards for a moment as she moaned in pleasure and he groaned in response.  She looked back into his eyes as she whispered “I’m hot and I’m wet.”  She slid a finger inside herself and then pulled it back out to stroke along his penis again.  “See?  Don’t you want to feel that?”

His mock resistance never did last long.  Sasha cured the ache inside Suzanne with one forceful thrust which caused her to whine in pain-laced pleasure as he settled inside her.  She slid her hands back to his arse and pulled hard, wanting him to move even harder.  Every thrust was causing her to cry out in pain as he bumped her cervix, and she scratched her nails along his back until he had to hold her arms down.  She came again, and her lust for pain lessened as her body calmed down again.  Sasha slowed his movement inside her and she moaned in appreciation.  He let her arms go and she slid them around him, one sliding into his hair and stroking gently.

“Aleksandar,” she whispered, using his full Christian name for the first time since she’d found out that Sasha was a pet name.  “I…”  She stopped herself from saying something very stupid.  “You’re so beautiful.”

He looked at her for a moment, wondered what she had meant to say, but she wouldn’t look at him and so he couldn’t tell.  She slid her hand between his legs and squeezed his balls gently and he forgot all about what she had been going to say.

The dinner was burned, but they ate it anyway.  Suzanne was quiet during the meal, worrying about the night ahead.  Sasha didn’t notice; he was relaxed and he had a full belly and he was never much of a talker, anyway.  Suzanne sneaked to the bathroom while they were cleaning the dishes, a sharp knife concealed in her shirt sleeve.  She sat on the toilet with her left foot dangling over the bath, and felt along the arch of her foot for two small bumps.  Grimacing, she slid the knife into the skin to the side of the left bump, and a small capsule plopped out of the wound, along with a ridiculous amount of blood.  She ran her foot under the cold water and pressed tissue paper to the cut until the bleeding stopped, washing the capsule in the water as well.  She hid the knife in the cistern of the toilet before padding down the stairs again.

Suzanne busied herself preparing a hot drink for both of them, breaking open the capsule and dumping the contents into Sasha’s cup while his back was turned.  They drank their tea and then plodded upstairs to bed, Suzanne’s stomach in knots at the thought of what was about to happen.  Sasha sank onto the bed, the sedative already taking its toll on him.  He frowned; he knew that something was wrong but he didn’t have the energy to do anything about it.  Suzanne lifted his face towards her and stroked his cheek gently.

“I’m sorry Sasha,” she whispered softly.  “Please believe that I’m doing this to try to help you.  I can’t let them kill you.”  She wasn’t sure if he could hear her, but she had to say something.  She knew that he would be mad as hell when he woke up in the morning.

Suzanne didn’t sleep.  She sat up and watched Sasha sleep as she waited for her extraction team to arrive.  The sound of an approaching engine signalled that she had to leave.  She had slid on a pair of his pants as well as the shirt, but his boots were ridiculously large and so she had to go barefoot.  She checked that Sasha was still sleeping soundly, then kissed him gently before creeping downstairs.  She had to wipe tears from her eyes before she opened the door and met the familiar face of her handler waiting to meet her.

 

Sasha knew that something was wrong as soon as he woke up.  His body was heavy and his head was groggy.  He usually woke up instantly; a necessity in his line of work.  And the other side of the bed was empty.  And cold.  And it was light.  Shit!  He laid back in the bed, trying to clear the fog in his head.  She’s gone.

What could have gone wrong?  He never overslept, and he never woke up feeling like this.  The dinner had been burned, yes, but it wasn’t poisonous.  She’s gone.

He leaned his head over the edge of the bed and threw up, his body expelling the majority of last night’s meal, and whatever was causing him to feel like this. She’s gone.

Sasha grabbed his rifle and his handgun and ran downstairs, checking to make sure that yes, she really was gone.  Shit, shit, shit.  He tried to calm himself so that he could think.  His first priority was to get to his earlier destination, and find out what had happened.  Then he could worry about finding the girl.  He jumped into his truck and sped off, anger burning through the throbbing in his head.  He almost couldn’t believe what he found.

Bodies.  He’d expected bodies, but not the ones that lay on the ground in front of him.  Someone had ambushed the Serb soldiers, and they lay dead in the mud, weapons strewn where they had dropped them.  He spotted Boskovic and his commanding officer, and several others whose names eluded him, but they had all been stationed at the base from where he removed Suzanne.  He left, not wanting to be a target for any snipers that might have been left behind, just in case.

The anger overtook his calm now as a hundred thoughts ran through Sasha’s head at once.  She’d lied to him.  She’d told them what they wanted to hear and they had believed her, biding her time until she could escape.  She’d kept him happy with sex and lured the soldiers into a trap that was meant for him, as well.  A wave of emotion washed over him that felt dangerously close to pain and he viciously kicked the side of the truck in frustration.  He was meant to be dead here, too!

But she’d drugged him.  Stopped him from leaving the house on time.  Why?  What could she have possibly gained by him not turning up to do his job as he’d been ordered?  He growled furiously as he realised that this now looked as if he’d been the one who’d set them up.  The chances of him getting out of this alive were slim indeed.

It was past midday.  If she’d left after he’d fallen asleep, she would have had hours to get away now.  He’d never find her today.  Deciding that his best chance for survival was to get away from the scene as quickly as possible, he got back into the truck and headed east as fast as the shitheap could manage.  He ground his teeth in frustration as he tried to work out a plan of action.  He wasn’t going to stop until he found her, and he didn’t care where he had to go to do it.  And when he did, she was going to regret it.

"So, I take it that you're gonna to kick Penny out, and move my Sally in- good for you, Hank! However, I do think that some poetic justice is in order to settle the score with your evil wife and her lover, who, after all, has brainwashed her into denying you sex." Mina spoke up.

"What exactly are you up to, my dear future mother-in-law?" Hank asked her, evidently stunned that she would be so invested in his pleasure and revenge.

"My hunky Hank, whom I hope to keep fucking, both before and after he gets married to my sexy daughter, I want to humiliate Pastor Gilbertson and your wife by enslaving them. You could use something over them, such as the fact that they're fucking behind Mrs. Gilbertson's back. You could threaten to inform the board and the deacons of his church. What do ya think, my love?" she answered him mischievously.

Hank grinned, and told her "Well, with Penny, we will need something more, since her spouse, namely me, already knows about her affair- we could bring up her fear of deportation back to England. She would not want to return there, after having lived in the States."

So, the plan was set up, with the group to meet at Hank's house, fucking as a team while the VCR played the incriminating tape of Penny's dalliance with the pastor. Hank started things off by stripping for the girls, then making them undress in front of him.

Then, he bent each girl over the furniture, got on his knees behind them, and commenced a rimming session like none of them had ever known. He lingered with his lips and tongue over each anus, running them over it repeatedly, and making them cum in succession. He even stuck his tongue inside their sphincters, while kissing the holes themselves.

As he passionately French-kissed the arses of Mina, Sally, Connie, and Yasmin, he began to fondle their cheeks and play with their cunts. They climaxed several times from the oral assaults, and finally they were loose enough in the backdoor for him to simply insert his penis in each girl.

The first to get it was Connie, Mina's younger sister, who begged him not to stop almost as soon as he was inside. Every time he shoved it into her rectum, she pushed back against his cock and balls, revealing her furious delight at the penetration of her ass. Once Hank could not take any more stimulation, he shot off his ammo at her bullseye, which made her so wet that she came along with him in a heavy-breathing climax.

Then he took his cock straight from her butt into Yasmin's, getting the girl automatically damp from the mere fact of having just fucked her friend's horny aunt. He pushed and pulled in a sequence that was clearly intended to renew the awesome feeling of the initial thrust. Yasmin kept taking it eagerly for nearly a half hour, until at last she could take it no more: she came in a gush of girlie-juice. Once more,

Hank was so hard that he came with an impressive blast of semen, filling Yasmin's tush. When he was finished with that, he took a little break to take the tape off pause, while Connie went into the shower, taking Yasmin with her for what was looking to be a lesbian shag.

Mina grabbed Sally to finger-fuck her in both holes, getting the young lady soaking wet within a few minutes. Hank watched both this hot scene, and the tamer sex on the VCR, as Penny suddenly opened the door with Pastor Gilbertson just behind her, and then she froze at the sight before her.

There was Hank, watching a naked woman masturbate her own daughter. He was also viewing a videotape of what Penny immediately saw was her own tryst with the pastor. In a couple of seconds, he saw it too.

"Well, Hank," she finally said as her eyes began to tear "I don't know how to ever undo my betrayal, but please let me try, my dear husband."

Hank looked at her suddenly, with a stern face, and then he answered her severely "Penny, it's far too late to save our marriage, because I have been fucking around myself, in order to get what's rightfully mine, ever since one of the people at your church sent me this tape.

I have been doing Sally and Mina here, and I've just fucked Connie and Yasmin today. If you had been willing to agree to an open marriage at the beginning, we could have had something together, but, instead, you became a prudish, hypocritical zealot, thanks to the pastor here."

"What are you going to do to Penny and me?" the pastor finally inquired.

Hank threw back his head and laughed, saying "You will be paying for your hypocrisy- both of you! If I tell your wife, Reverend, not to mention your parishioners, you will lose your pastorate, your marriage, and, definitely, your parsonage. You will not be able to leech off people, but will have to get a real job for once.

So, I'm handing you over to Mina, as a thank you to her for suggesting that I find this way to pay you back. You will be her slave for the rest of your life, finally putting some meaning into all B.S. about 'service'. Penny here will belong to Connie, for whatever purpose she has in mind for her. That way, both of you will get punished for your failure to simply share and share alike."

"Wait a second, Hank- do you mean that I now own Pastor Gilbertson here, and can make him do anything I like? If so, then I will exact a price for whenever he wants to fuck any woman besides me or his wife- he will have to take a cock or dildo up his ass every time he does that!" Mina said with undeniable excitement.

"Good idea, Mina, since Guy could never settle down any more than I could; you might use that to control him, so that he is penalized for having preached against sexual freedom all of these years." Hank replied.

"What about me, Hank? What will you do if I don't cooperate with your little scheme to exact revenge on me?" Penny asked him with some consternation and umbrage at his assumption that he could make her comply with him.

"Well, that's simple, my wife, because once I divorce you, the INS would very interested to learn about it. You probably don't relish the idea of going back to Liverpool, do you? What about spending some time in a federal holding cell, pending deportation hearings?" Hank retorted gleefully.

Penny's face paled, as she realized that her immigrant status was leverage that Hank had all along, and it had never occurred to her that he could, much less would, use it against her. Well, it was fair, she supposed, and she could be tossed out of the country if she rebelled against it, so she would simply have to accept it after all.

At that moment, Connie and Yasmin came out of the bathroom with towels half-covering their lovely bodies. "Connie, I am giving Penny to you as a reward for your help, as well as a penalty for her hypocrisy- how does that sound?" he told her.

"So, Penny is my sex slave, instead of your wife, right? I'm guessing that you used her nationality and the threat of deportation as blackmail. Thank you, Hank, because I would love to dominate Penny, making her eat me in the shower like Yasmin just did. I bet that she has never been screwed by a woman before, but I will change that quickly!" Connie gushed.

Penny was clearly terrified at the thought of being forced to have sex with women, but she was not nearly as frightened as the pastor, who was not looking forward to being buggered.

Hank laughed again, saying "I'm gonna fuck Sally and Mina here, while the 2 of you contemplate your new lives of bondage. Connie, I suggest that you move Penny in with you, so she can have a place to stay and be there to serve you properly. Sally and Yasmin are staying with me, while the pastor will visit Mina now and then, reporting for sexual duty at a given time that she prefers."

He then put Mina down on all fours and mounted her ass for a thorough fucking. He shoved his manhood inside her with vigor, getting her all worked up with arousal, as his cock stretched her looser and looser. He contined plundering her butt for what seemed like an hour, getting her drenched with sweat and vaginal cum, while Sally took her mother's tongue along her rectal region.

Sally was moaning louder, as was her Mom, until Hank finally relieved his scrotum into Mina's heinie. He let the woman finish the ass-licking, however, making mother and daughter each reach orgasm.

Then, he straddled Sally missionary-style and fucked her rectum royally while lifting her thighs and buns. He rammed her with increasing momentum, letting the crescendo of pleasure build for several minutes, until both his genitals and hers were ready to climax together. She screamed, he grunted, and they both came, spending themselves simultaneously.

While this happened, Mina ordered her new slave to his knees, telling him to fuck Connie hard, while she deflowered his manhole. He protested for a second, but then he remembered that this was the lesser evil, next to getting defrocked.

He entered Connie's waiting cunt, pushing eagerly to just get the whole thing over with for now, but Mina then slapped his face, saying "Hey, bitch, go easy on my sister- give her a slow, complete penetration, not a ramfest! You don't have the right to rough sex with some woman- that's for free people like me and Hank!"

He obeyed, sliding in and out with more consideration for the sister of his new mistress. Even so, Mina proved that she did indeed have the option to fuck someone hard, as she slammed her strap-on dildo into the pastor's ass.

He wailed at the sudden sensation of a sharp pain in his rear, but she slapped him again, telling him "Shut up, slave, and take it like a man! I am going to fuck you like the pansy slut that you are, nancy boy! Get used to it, 'cause that's how you're getting fucked from now on with me in command."

Connie next gave an order, instructing Penny to sit on her face, so she eat her out while Guy Gilbertson fucked her pussy. "You will look at his face hard, knowing that you will never be allowed to have sex with a man again- your sex life will be all lesbian henceforth!" she told a stunned Penny, who never much wanted to fuck girls, but knew that she had no choice.

She sat on Connie's face, looked at Guy's face, and wept at the thought that she was losing both of the men in her life, with them replaced by a bisexual dominatrix. Even so, Connie was revelling in precisely that idea, eating Penny's pussy with ecstatic joy.

Against her wishes, Penny was being made to cum by a woman, and there was nothing she could about it, if she wanted to stay in the States. As the surge of pleasure ripped through her under-sexed body, she knew that this was her due, that she was being paid back for all of the mistreatment she had dished out to Hank and others.

At last, Mina came, followed by the pastor, and then Connie had her orgasm, evidently accelerated by the delights of Penny's cunt. Hank looked at the scene in front and thought- it's a damned shame that this is not in a porno film, because it would beat all of them!

Thus, the marriage of Hank and Penny Leicester became the enslavement of Guy and Penny and the engagement of Hank and Sally. This was only the best thing for all, giving everyone what they really needed in fact- karma.

            “Maybe we should make our own movies,” he commented quietly to Carrie.

            She turned inquisitive eyes to him.

            “You, Angie and Jenny can fuck Matt and I’ll film it. We’ll find odd places for you to fuck. Does that sound like fun?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Where’s the strangest place you can think of to fuck someone?”

            “You use all of our holes all the time, Master,” Carrie said in a confused tone.

            “No. I mean what location.”

            “Oh.” Carrie thought hard for a minute. “A bathtub maybe? Or outside somewhere? I’ve never done it outside before.”

            “We could try using the pool to start with,” Danny said thoughtfully. “And Kade has a cabin in the woods he might let me use. I could give him copies of the video in exchange for use of the cabin. This might work, pet. We’ll start tomorrow.”

            He slapped her bare ass.

            “You need to get your pretty little ass out of here for now. I can’t think straight when you’re around.”

            She giggled as she crawled from the bed.

            “Go back to the kennel and go to bed,” he instructed her.

            “Yes, Master.”

            He pulled a note pad from a drawer of his nightstand as she left the room. He started making frantic notes as he spoke softly to himself.

            “I still need to set up another cage in the kennels for boy-toy. I can’t leave him in the dungeon forever. I should probably get a couple more cages anyway just in case I acquire more pets.” He scribbled notes as he thought out loud. “I need to call Kade tomorrow and check about using his cabin. He might even want to watch or have Joy participate. I’ll have to set up some stuff in the van so we can spend the day up there shooting.”

            He made notes long into the night. He knew he would be sleeping late the next morning so he left written instructions for Xi before finally climbing into bed. He had a hard time getting to sleep that night because Carrie wasn’t in his arms and his thoughts kept turning to what they could do with their movies.

            The girls were surprised when Xi came to get them and Danny didn’t show up for breakfast either. Both Matt and Jenny were relieved because it meant they could actually eat in peace for once. Xi gave the girls each a brief outfit to wear for the day. Matt was given a skimpy g-string to wear. It basically consisted of a pocket to hold his prick and balls with a string that fit around his hips to hold it on. The girls all wore corsets with very short mini skirts and high heels. Xi informed them that they could entertain themselves in the family room with games or television when they had finished breakfast.

            “Master must be really busy this morning,” Angie commented.

            “He’s probably working on his new project,” Carrie offered quietly.

            “What new project?” Matt asked suspiciously.

            “He came up with a wonderful new idea last night,” Carrie explained. “He wants to make movies.”

            “What kind of movies?” Jenny asked softly, not sure she really wanted to know. She and Matt exchanged a worried glance.

            “Sexy movies,” Carrie answered. “We get to be in them.”

            “Great,” Matt moaned.

            “It’ll be fun,” Carrie insisted. “We’ll get to fuck in all kinds of fun places. Master said we might start in the pool. We might even get to fuck outside. He mentioned borrowing a cabin from his friend Master Kade.”

            Angie shivered when Carrie mentioned Kade. Matt and Jenny exchanged another silent glance. They all finished their breakfasts and went together to the room Danny referred to as the family room. There were several different table and board games set up ready for use as well as a large screen flat panel television with surround sound. A DVD player and CD player were also available for their use. Carrie immediately turned on the television and started flipping through channels. Angie joined her on the couch and the two of them almost immediately became engrossed in a daytime talk show. Jenny and Matt carefully made their way to one of the tables with a board game set up. They had learned over the past few weeks to be careful about showing their affection for one another. Angie and Carrie never kept any secrets from Danny and he was quick and harsh with his retribution.

They sat down at a table with a chess game set up and started to play. They weren’t really interested in the game as much as being able to spend time together. Matt kept his eyes on Angie and Carrie as he gently nudged Jenny’s leg with his knee. She glanced up at him, a tiny smile on her lips.

“If he takes us outside, to some cabin somewhere,” Matt said in a low whisper, “maybe we can get away from him.”

“Matt, what about Angie and Carrie?” Jenny hissed.

“Jen, they’re already devoted to him. There’s nothing we can do for them. We have to think about ourselves now.” His resolve softened as she stared at him. “We could notify authorities about him, about what happened, when we get away.”

“We’d have to at least do that,” she replied softly. She moved another playing piece on the board before glancing up at him again. “Do you really think we might have a chance?”

“We have to try. If we get an opportunity we have to go for it.” He rubbed his knee against her leg reassuringly then suddenly jerked away when he saw Danny step into the room.

“Well, everyone nice and cozy?” Danny asked.

“Yes, Master,” Angie and Carrie answered in unison.

“Thank you for a wonderful breakfast!” Carrie added.

“I’m glad you all enjoyed it. Turn the television off, Carrie. I have news for you all.”

He stepped into the room as Carrie turned the TV off as instructed. Taking a seat on the arm of the sofa, he motioned with his hands.

“Everyone, gather around over here. I want to make an announcement and I want you where you hear it.”

Matt and Jenny moved to stand next to Carrie and Angie.

“I’ve decided that the games we’ve been playing are fun but we need some variety. I got an idea last night and I’ve decided that we’ll be trying some new things in some new places. We’ll start today. I’m going to be filming some of the action and I may decide to participate from time to time. Today we’ll be playing in my pool. I assume everyone knows how to swim?”

He glanced around at them and saw general nods and heard a chorus of yes masters.

“Good. I need to know if anyone has any serious allergies. Especially to things like pollens, ragweed…that sort of thing.”

He looked at Angie.

“No, Master.”

“No, Master,” Carried replied when his gaze fell on her.

“No, Master,” Jenny said softly as his eyes moved to stare at her.

When he looked at Matt he narrowed his eyes for a moment.

“No, Master.”

“Good. I like it when my pets are healthy.” He looked over the four of them again before he continued. “Kade has agreed to let us use his cabin in the woods for one of our shoots. He keeps a motorcycle there that he also said we could use in our filming. That should make for some rather provocative shots. We’ll start shooting this afternoon. I want to give you time for your breakfast to digest a little since we’ll be playing in the water. Until then you can relax in here.”

“Thank you, Master!” Carrie gushed.

Danny stared pointedly at Matt.

“You should be particularly excited about this little venture.” When Matt didn’t respond, only continued to stare vacantly at him, Danny added, “I’ll be taking your cage off so you can cum.”

They spent the afternoon in Danny’s indoor pool Matt took turns fucking Angie and Carrie while Jenny was forced to remain poolside with vibrators to keep her company. Danny made sure she was always in Matt’s line of sight and always on the verge of an orgasm so Matt was constantly aroused. All in all, Danny felt they had a very productive afternoon and was in a very good mood when they finished their last video of the day. He gave them all clothes to put on for dinner, even allowing Matt a pair of shorts instead of his usual g-string. He was also allowed to remain free of the hated CB3000 for the evening meal. Just getting an evening meal was a special treat for Matt and Jenny who were used to only getting breakfast and a salad sometime during the day. They were both on their best behavior that night.

Dinner went well with only one interruption when Danny was called away for a delivery. Xi stayed in the dining room while everyone continued their meal. Danny was gone for several minutes before finally returning, still in good humor.

“Well, everything seems to be falling into place,” he said as he resumed his place at the large table.

Nothing more was said and when everyone finished their meals they simply laid their silverware by their plates and dropped their hands in their laps as they had been trained to do. Danny finally finished his meal and stood up, their cue that it was time to leave the table. Everyone else rose their feet as well.

“I think we should all make an early night of it because we’ll have an early morning tomorrow.”

There was a chorus of yes masters and the three ladies headed in the direction of the kennel. Matt turned and started toward the dungeon when Danny stopped him.

“Boy, you’re heading the wrong way.”

Matt stopped and turned back to Danny, a look of confusion on his face.

“Strap on your belt,” Danny ordered.

Matt reluctantly picked up the CB3000 which had been abandoned earlier and fixed it in place over his prick then waited nervously for Danny’s next order.

“That delivery earlier, in a way, it was for you. You’ll be moving into the kennel tonight. No more sleeping in the dungeon, boy. You’ll be sleeping in the slave kennel from now on.”

Danny turned, a smile on his face, and led the way to the kennel. Matt slowly followed, not sure he liked the new arrangement. He followed Danny into a large room with cages lined up along one wall. Air mattresses were in each cage securely attached to the floor. The cages each had electronic keypad locks on them. Matt noticed that the girls were each already locked securely in a cage. Danny led Matt to the cage on the farthest end of the row and indicated that he should get in. Matt frowned but he bent down and climbed into the cage. Danny banged the door closed behind him and locked it.

“Have a good night, slaves,” he said as he turned to leave the room.

They were awakened early the next morning by Xi. She led them down to the dining room after their showers where Danny was already seated before a plate full of pancakes. The table, as usual, was laden with food. Danny motioned to the table with a large grin pasted on his face.

“Eat up! We have a long day ahead of us!”

They all took their normal seats around the table and filled their plates. Matt and Jenny ate their breakfasts in relative silence while Angie and Carrie chatted excitedly about what Master might have planned. Danny sat in silence, watching and listening, a coy smile on his face.

“I have a surprise for each of you,” Danny announced as they finished their meal.

He rose from his seat and retrieved bags with their names printed on them in neat letters. He handed out the bags and placed his hands, palms down, on the tabletop, leaning forward.

“These outfits are for you to wear today, this morning actually.” They all opened their bags to find outfits more modest than they were now used to wearing. “We’ll be going out for a drive today. I expect you all to be on your best behavior.” He eyed Matt and Jenny suspiciously. “If any of you give me any headaches or cause any trouble, you will be severely punished when we return.” He paused dramatically for several minutes, staring hard at Matt then Jenny, each in turn, before looking at Carrie and Angie. “We’ll be spending the day at a cabin one of my friend’s is letting us use to shoot some more video. Now, get dressed and meet me in the den.”

He turned and strode from the room, leaving his four slaves in stunned silence. Carrie and Angie were the first to recover. They excitedly changed clothes, giggling together like school girls preparing for their first date. Jenny slowly changed into her outfit and Matt followed suit. The girls all wore short mini skirts with low cut button front shirts and four inch heels. Matt had been given a pair of very tight trousers and a pull-over shirt that laced up the front. The laces were missing from the shirt. Simple loafers completed his outfit. None of them were given any underwear. Once they had all changed they walked through the house together and found Danny waiting for them in the large den, two small boxes resting on the floor next to his feet.

“That didn’t take long,” he commented. “You all must be excited. Matt, put these boxes in the back of the white van then get your butt back in here.”

Matt silently stacked one box on top of the other and carried them both to the van. He put them inside trying to glance around as he did so then returned to the house. Danny quickly attached short lead chains to each of their collars.

“Angie, Carrie and Matt, you’ll all ride in the back. Jenny, you’ll ride up front with me,” he said. “Any questions?”

Carrie gave him a crest-fallen look but said nothing.

“Good. You three wait here.”

He led Jenny from the room and secured her in the front of the van, fastening her lead chain to a loop in the top of the van. He quickly returned for the others and led them out to the side of the van. He secured each of them to the floor of the van with their lead chains then slid the side door closed. He went around and climbed into the driver’s seat and carefully headed out of the long driveway. Once on the highway his right hand often wandered from the steering wheel to Jenny’s leg. He slid his hand up her thigh and under the hem of her short skirt. Since he had not given them any underwear he had free access to her pussy and enjoyed fingering her as he drove.

The area that Danny stopped at was absolutely beautiful. It took Jenny’s breath away. She hated to think about why they had been brought to such a beautiful place. The little cabin looked like a hunter’s lodge. There was a large lake off to the left of the cabin and a huge Harley parked in front of it. Did that mean someone was here? she wondered. God, I hope not. Danny climbed out of the van and went to release his passengers in the back. Carrie was the first out of the van then Angie. Matt was the last out of the van and he carried one of the boxes again. Danny then stepped to the passenger door and released Jenny, helping her from the seat.

The first film consisted of Jenny and Carrie cavorting on the small porch of the cabin. Danny then tied Jenny’s arms behind her around a tree, inserted the inevitable vibrators and tied her legs around the tree as well, making it hard for her to stand. He added vibrating nipple clamps and a vibrating penis gag then had Carrie, Angie and Matt strip and do a threesome on the porch. When that was finished he changed Jenny’s position a little then put Angie in front of the handle bars of the Harley, facing backwards. Then Matt was instructed to climb onto the Harley as if he were going to ride it. Instead of riding the motorcycle, he fucked Angie.

Danny was so engrossed in filming Matt and Angie on the motorcycle that he hadn’t noticed the two young girls, one a Latino and the other a redhead, wander out of the nearby woods until Carrie softly touched his shoulder.

“Master,” she whispered to him, stretching up on her tip-toes.

He glanced away from the camera’s view finder to look at her. She discreetly pointed in the direction of the approaching young women.

“Go talk to them and keep them out of the shot. Tell them we’re professionals filming videos,” he hissed at her.

“Yes, Master.”

She hurried off to intercept the new arrivals before they wandered into his shot or disrupted the scene. He quickly turned his attention back to the camera as Angie reached climax and cried out. She clawed wildly at Matt’s recently healed back, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, pulling his prick further inside her. He suddenly grunted and jerked as he spilled his load into her cunt.

“Oh, God, Angie!” he cried.

He collapsed onto her, forcing her back onto the handle bars of the bike. She clutched him to her.

“God, Matt, that was great,” she moaned.

Danny laid the camera aside and gave them a minute to rest.

“Okay, you two. That’s enough. Angie, get Jenny then all of you get in the van.”

Matt and Angie climbed off the bike and Angie released Jenny from her torment at the tree. The three of them headed for the back of the van that was parked nearby. Danny headed straight for Carrie and the two strangers.

“This is Beth and Amanda,” Carrie said as Danny approached. They were hiking with a friend and got lost when they stumbled on to our shoot.”

“Hi, I’m Danny.”

“Hi. Sorry about interrupting,” Amanda, the Latino, said as she shook Danny’s outstretched hand, offering him a shy smile.

“Danny shook her hand and quickly released it.

“Not a problem. We’re used to it. We try to pick secluded spots for obvious reasons.” He smiled inwardly when both girls blushed. “But folks still sometimes manage to wander into our shoots. That’s where Carrie comes in.”

He smiled down at Carrie as he hugged her lightly.

“We were just about to take a break for lunch. Would you like to join us?” he asked.

The girls exchanged a quick glance and shrugged to each other.

“Sure. Why not?” Beth answered.

“Carrie, why don’t you have Jenny help you set lunch out?” When she nodded and started to turn away he caught her hand and pulled her close, whispering to her, “Explain everything to her.”

“Yes, sir,” Carrie replied with a smile.

“So, who’s the friend you were hiking with?” Danny asked casually as he slowly walked the girls across the lawn.

“Sam, a guy from our school,” Beth answered. “We all hike a lot but Mandy and me haven’t hiked here before. Somehow, we got separated from Sam and now we can’t find him. And we have no idea where we are.”

“You’re about fifty miles away from civilization,” Danny commented with a laugh. At the panicked look on the girls’ faces he added more seriously, “If you want, and can wait, when we finish the shoot we can give you a lift back into town.

“Really?” Beth asked while Amanda eyed him suspiciously.

“Sure. We have plenty of room in the van.”

“That would be great.”

Carrie and Jenny looked up as they approached the spread blanket where they had laid out the picnic lunch.

“Everything ready?” Danny asked.

“Yes, sir,” Carrie replied.

“Good.” Danny motioned to Beth and Amanda. “You girls go ahead. I’ll get Matt and Angie.”

Carrie followed Danny to the van and spoke to him just before he opened the door.

“Master?”

“What is it, pet?”

“You seem interested in Amanda and Beth so I thought you might like to know that Amanda thinks Matt is cute.”

Danny turned to stare down at her, his eyes bright.

“Does she now?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Thank you, Carrie. Go enjoy your lunch now, pet.”

She turned and went back to join Jenny and the other girls as Danny opened the door and climbed into the van. He was pleased to see Matt sitting cross-legged on the floor on one side of the van while Angie knelt on the floor in the opposite corner. He pulled an outfit from the box left in the van and tossed it to Angie.

“Put that on then join the others for lunch. As far as our little visitors are concerned we’re professionals shooting a video. Got it?”

“Yes, Master,” Angie replied as she dressed.

Once she had left the van Danny pulled a pair of leather pants from the box and leaned against the wall of the van, staring down at Matt.

“Okay, boy. Here’s how it’s gonna work,” he finally said. “No CB3000 for now. You’re gonna go out there and get all chummy with that little Latino because she thinks you’re cute.”

Matt started shaking his head from side to side, realizing what Danny was planning.

“If you don’t cooperate, Jenny pays for it tonight – and tomorrow and the next day.”

Matt slowly raised his head to stare up at the man towering over him. His face was pale, his eyes full of pain and fear.

“I can’t…” he whispered.

Danny stepped forward and grabbed a handful of Matt’s hair, yanking backwards, pulling Matt’s head back roughly.

“You can and you will. You’re going to put the moves on that little bitch and, because she’s already hot for you, she’s going be easy to reel in. I want her, boy. You’re going to get her for me.”

Danny shoved Matt back away from him, slamming his head into the side of the van. Matt silently held his hand out for the pants. Danny didn’t move, he just stood in silence, staring at Matt.

“Do you understand what you have to do?”

“Yes, Master,” Matt whispered hoarsely.

“Tell me.”

“Get friendly with the Latino girl.”

“Good.”

Danny handed the pants to Matt and left the van. Matt slowly squeezed into the tight leather pants and left the van, making his way over to where everyone else sat, trying hard to ignore Jenny. He sat down between Carrie and the new arrivals and nervously fixed himself a sandwich. He took the drink Jenny offered him and started to eat.

“Ladies, this is one of our other stars,” Danny said, indicating Matt. “This is Matt. Matt, this is Amanda and Beth.”

Matt smiled at the two young women and said hello. Beth, the redhead said hello and immediately turned her attention back to Jenny and Angie. Amanda softly whispered hello and dropped her eyes to stare at the blanket they sat on. After only a few minutes Danny rose to his feet, stretched and looked around the area before letting his gaze fall on Matt then slowly shifted it to Jenny.

“Jenny, why don’t you help me scout out another location for our next round?” he suggested.

“Yes, sir,” she replied softly as she got to her feet and followed him into the woods.

Matt watched them go then turned his attention back to the conversation around him. He noticed that Amanda kept glancing at him from under her long eye lashes. He glanced again in the direction that Danny and Jenny had disappeared in then leaned over and whispered to Amanda.

“So, how old are you anyway?”

She turned a bright shade of red as she tried to look up at him while avoiding his eyes.

“Eighteen,” she whispered.

His heart sank.

“Good,” he heard himself say as his hand slid across the blanket onto her leg.

“How’d you get into this kind of stuff anyway?” she asked softly.

“It just seemed to happen,” he answered with a shrug. “What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know, maybe something with computers or animals.”

He lifted her hand in his and stared at it.

“You’d do well in either, I bet.”

She blushed again at his words.

“How do you know?” she asked softly.

“You have nice hands,” he replied simply as a high pitched scream broke the air.

Everyone on the blanket jumped at the sound, hurrying to their feet. A few minutes later Danny and Jenny emerged from the woods. Danny was laughing, Jenny looked pale.

“What happened?” Beth asked as they drew near.

“We saw a snake on the trail,” Danny replied with glee. “Jenny nearly lost it. I guess this means we won’t be shooting in the woods.”

All three girls stared at him with pleading looks on their faces.

“Okay, but that limits us to the cabin and we’ve pretty much exhausted our choices there.”

He glanced around and saw Matt holding Amanda’s hand. He smiled approvingly at the other man before looking around again.

“I guess we should probably head back anyway if we’re going to give Beth and Amanda a lift into town.”

Matt squeezed Amanda’s hand, drawing her attention to his face. When she looked up at him he gave an almost imperceptible shake of his head. She narrowed her eyes and stared at him.

“Let’s get packed up and head out. Matt, grab the box from the porch.”

Matt headed toward the porch, dragging Amanda along behind him. He didn’t release her hand until they reached the porch. He bent over and started gathering the scattered sex toys and putting them back in the box as he spoke to her in a low voice barely above a whisper.

“Amanda, whatever you do, don’t get in that van. Talk to Jenny if you can to get directions but don’t get in that van. If you have to, just head in the opposite direction from us, as fast as you can.”

“What – why? What’s wrong?”

“I can’t explain.” He glanced over his shoulder as he put the last of the stuff in the box. “Just get as far away from us as you can as fast as you can.”

He picked up the box and headed back toward the van with it. Amanda followed him.

“But –”

“Shh!” he hissed.

Matt shoved the box into the back of the van not trying to hide the lead chains hanging from the van walls from Amanda, hoping she would see them and understand. Just as he started to close the door Danny stepped around the back of the van with Beth.

“Okay, let’s load up. I’m afraid you girls will have to ride in the back with Matt, Angie and Carrie.”

“That’s okay,” Beth replied as she started to climb into the van.

Matt stared down at Amanda and shook his head, a stern look on his face. Amanda grabbed Beth’s arm and pulled her back.

“Beth, wait. Maybe we should go back and look for Sam. Then they could just stop in town and let the authorities know that the three of us are up here.”

“Maybe we could help look,” Matt offered.

“No! Get in the van.” Danny stared at Matt with flinty eyes.

“But –” Matt didn’t finish his sentence when he saw Danny grab Jenny.

“Get in the van, now.”

Matt obediently climbed into the back of the van. Danny shoved Jenny into the front passenger seat as Amanda pulled Beth away from the van.

“Come on, Beth. Let’s go.”

The two girls started back toward the woods when Danny lunged at them. He managed to grab Beth, who was closer to him but Amanda darted away.

“Run, Mandy!” Beth screamed to her friend.

“Angie, Carrie, grab her!” Danny ordered.

The other two women ran after the fleeing teen and managed to drag her to the ground just before she made it to the woods. Danny quickly tied Beth and shoved a penis gag into her then threw her into the van. He climbed in and chained Matt into place carefully locking the chain so Matt couldn’t leave the van. He then locked Jenny’s chain so she too was a prisoner in the van. He finally turned and made his way to where Carrie and Angie had the struggling Amanda pinned to the ground.

“Let go of me!” Amanda screamed at the two women as Danny approached.

He bent down and easily pinned both her hands behind her back with one of his. Then he lifted her to her feet and stared malevolently down into her brown eyes.

“What do want?” she cried.

“You, bitch.”

He reached out to grab her right tit through the tee-shirt she wore, causing her to scream. He bent his head down and kissed her hard on the mouth as he fondled her. When he finally pulled away from her he saw the tears streaming down her face. He smiled as he wiped the tears away.

“Don’t waste the effort, bitch. I like to hear you scream. Tears just make me hard.” He jerked his head toward the van. “Let’s go.”

Carrie and Angie dutifully walked back to the van and climbed inside. Danny forced a struggling Amanda ahead of him. When he got her back to the van he quickly tied and gagged her as well, then laid her in the floor of the van next to Beth. He patted them both on their chests and looked up at Matt.

“Take good care of them until we get home,” he said with a smile.

He closed the door and went around the van to climb back behind the wheel.

Danny had only driven about ten miles down the road when he saw a tall, thin boy with dark hair hiking along side the road. This must be their friend, he thought. He slowed the van down as he approached the tall youth and rolled down his window. When he drew up beside the boy he called out to the hiker.

“Hey, there.”

The boy jerked his head around and looked at Danny nervously.

“Hi.”

“Everything okay?” Danny asked.

“No, not really. You haven’t seen two girls hiking around here have you?”

“No, not recently,” Danny lied. “Why?”

“I was hiking with a couple of friends but we got separated and now I can’t find them.”

“Maybe we can give you a lift in to town so you can report them missing and get some official help.”

“Really? That’d be great.”

The boy sounded so relieved Danny almost laughed.

“Sure. Hang on.”

Danny put the van in park and jumped out as if to help the boy with his pack. He took the pack and walked the boy around the van. When the side door slid open Danny pressed the tazer against the boy’s neck. He fell forward into the van. He was quickly tied and gagged like his friends, lying in the back of the van. Danny tossed the boy’s pack in with the girls’ packs, closed the side door and hurried back around to the driver’s side. He climbed back in behind the wheel and headed for home, excited about his newest slaves.

Her blonde curls and bronze skin all he remembers from when he trained her. He sees she is wearing a simple sun dress common in this part of California. Still by the door she lifts the dress in one move drawing it off her body. His eyes drink her in as she holds the dress in a small bundle to the side. He sees her begin to kneel down for him her eyes only looking to his when she first came in. Now they look to the floor before her in difference of this Man her Master from so long ago.

“Stay on your feet little dasha” His words are cool and calm as he is when training. He raises from the chair his drink forgotten there as he walks to her side. Reaching out he takes her dress freeing her hand. “Yes Master” She shivers a little as he takes the dress he notices her voice goes softer. “dasha has missed Master but is well kept.” He smiles at those words as he slowly begins to circle her. His eyes take her in devouring every little detail just as he did when he trained her.

His eyes look her over carefully even critically until he is happy with her. His hand travels over her skin, their bronze on bronze skin melting together as he strokes over her long graceful legs. As his hand passes over her skin a small trail of goose flesh rises in its wake. He hears her gasp, he knows she would love nothing more then to be raped right this moment. He smiles as he takes his time with her tormenting her with teases of what is to come. He knows he has her only for a night or two so he will make the most of the time he has. Stepping back to the side of her he admires the view she presents to him.

Her body is lithe like a sleek curving panther. When she moves even slightly he can see her muscles moving with the grace of a feline. Her breasts are sweet round, firm looking as he remembered them feeling. They are just a bit to larger then what would be called handfuls. Her breasts are deliciously capped with tight rose colored nipples. Both of which are erect just from him gazing on them. Her hips indent in giving her a curving hourglass figure models would die to have. Her ass cheeks are perfect just right to fit in a Mans palm when grasped. Each has just enough give when spanked making her ass wiggle as if begging for more punishment.

He nods content as he feels his cock twitch in his shorts. Moving back to his chair he sits down getting comfortable. Lifting his forgotten soda he sips it slowly then sets it aside. Dropping her dress next to his chair he nods to her. “You may kneel now and greet little dasha.” His tone is heavy with desire which he holds in check for the moment. He watches as she whimpers having heard his wanting in his voice. Swiftly she kneels down her back ramrod straight. Her palms touch the floor next to her forcing her to lean forward helplessly. Then gracefully she draws her palms forward until they are in front of her. Lifting her sweet ass off her legs she draws herself up until she is on all fours.

Never making a sound she begins to crawl to where he sits. Her hair loose hangs covering her face hiding it from him. Her breasts hang as she moves towards him they sway enticingly with her movements. Once before him she kneels once again, without looking up she boldly places her cheek to his inner thigh. “dasha greets Master and hopes she pleases him in every way Master.” Her words come out a submissive whisper of hot breath. Her southern accent rolls smoothly off her tongue as she kneels there. Her brown eyes swirl with emotion as she dares to look up into his eyes. Her gaze peaking out thru her curly mass of hair no longer protecting her from his view. Swiftly unable to fight his powerful gaze she looks down her breath comes out in small gasps. It is almost like she had forgotten to breathe when she was caught in his gaze.

He smiles down at her as she catches her breath. Reaching out he slowly strokes her curly hair enjoying the feel of it. Drawing the hair from her face he begins to stroke her cheek softly. “Tonight you will be showing my new pet how well trained you are.” He says this softly not worrying about her reaction. “She will be picking the toy you demonstrate for her dasha. Then if you are good I may allow you to return the favor.” His tone drips with mischief as he continues to stroke her face. His cock aching to break free it acts as if it knows she is near. She moans so close she can practically taste it wishing she were. He controls himself wanting to save his energy for tonight’s festivities. “Dress dasha then go to the car I will be right there.” His words come out like an order just as he ment them to.

She grabs the dress from next to his chair swiftly beginning to rise to her feet. Without a sound she covers her sleek form as she was told. Moving from him she teasingly lifts the hem as she bends forward to stretch. This exposes her half shaven slit to his eyes she hears his growl when he notices. Her ass cheeks are almost fully exposed to his eyes. This causes his cock to go rock solid in a single heartbeat. As she bends in place he leans out his hand striking with the speed of a serpent. A single sharp smack drifts thru the air followed by her moan of desire. Knowing he has told her no she lowers the skirt smoothing it as she scurries to the door. Unlocking it she swings it open the sunlight blinds her for a second as she slips out. The door clicks shut as he rises moving to the kitchen. Dumping the last of his soda he throws the can into the recycling bin. Moving to the door he locks it as he pulls it shut.

Knowing she was tormenting him he decides to repay the favor. As he walks over to the car he opens his door and slips inside. Her pumps are off on the floor he smiles seeing the little feet he used to love to punish. Adjusting himself he arranges it so his cockhead and an inch of shaft peak from the leg of his shorts. “Lay your head on my thigh dasha.” He smiles as he begins to drive back to his home. He feels her lay there only an inch separating her lips from his cock. The tint windows hide her lying in his lap from other motorist. He feels her begin to inch towards his head wanting to taste him. He remembers she was always a hungry pet. “No you may not touch it dasha. If your lips touch it you will receive a lash for each suckling.” His tone is dares her to disobey as he drives out of the city down the highway toward home.

Driving he feels her breath on his cock keeping him hard. He can hear her whimper and squirm on the seat next to him. He says nothing letting his mind focus on the drive. The entire trip home she almost fails her lips aching to stuff him into her mouth. The only thing stopping her is the fear of his whip. His teasing is tearing her apart she has no clue how close they are to home. As they pull up the main drive maybe two minutes from the house she cries out in agony. Having a split second to brace himself as her hot mouth slides over his cocks head. She had taken a deep breath right before impaling herself on his cock. She sucks hard swallowing his head trying to get more in her mouth. Looking down he laughs as she frantically nurses on him. Her tongue works overtime swallowing as she comes up for air, he puts the car in park.

Whimpering she makes another dive for his cock, this time his hand catches her hair. Pulling her back just before her lips caress him again, “Well sweet hungry dasha you’ve earned two whippings for your teasing and now for your disobedience.” His voice is sharp as he says this she squirms on the seat hot and in need. “Please Master rape me I am hot and helpless for you Master.” Her tone is a whisper as she squirms. Reaching down he pushes his damp cock back into his shorts. “Later maybe now get out and go inside wait in downstairs but do not speak to the other pet.” He voice once more is cool and calm even as he Masters his desire.

Whimpering she slips out of the car not daring to say a word knowing she was wrong. Moving to the door she opens it going inside his eyes leave her only when the door shuts. He shuts off the car getting out adjusting himself so it is more comfortable. Grinning he locks the car with his remote then walks inside. Looking around as he locks the door seeing he is alone. Nodding approvingly he lifts the remote flicking on the television. Two screens appear as he watches what talis did while he was gone. The second smaller screen shows the room now in live view. Movement on it catches his eyes causing him to pause the tape.

Flicking the real time onto the main screen he watches dasha. As she moves into the room the other pet gasps. The other pet looks at dasha whimpering “Please help me!” dasha knows she has already pushed her luck today. Doing as told she ignores the little pet in her prison. Moving to the wall dasha looks lovingly over several toys there. Selecting a long flexible cane with a leather tip she knows that Master will approve. Moving to the small clearing in front of the pen dasha slips off her dress folding it neatly. She kneels facing the kennel waiting for him as instructed the cane cradled lovingly in her hands like a treasure. Smiling as he watches the screen he shakes his head pressing a button the tape returns to the main screen.

Watching the tape fast forwarding when she crouches and such. He notes her first struggle with the chain. She does as he instructed after maybe thirty minutes. Watching as talis studies the different objects in the room the medical table still makes her shiver. Smiling as he notices her looking over the saw horse with confusion. Thinking poor dasha will be a sore slut by morning. Shrugging he moves to the kitchen shutting off the television. He pulls out two bottles of water with small X’s on the caps. Then pulls out one more water without an X on it for himself. Moving to the secret door opening it he steps inside waiting till it clicks shut behind him.

Walking down the stairs ignoring the girls as he sets all three bottles on the table. Turning now he looks at the naked females before him. Looking to dasha he smiles at her posture then looks to talis. She meets his eyes for a long moment then looks down. Almost as an after thought she mimics dasha facing him. He notices however that talis keeps her knees closed and shakes his head. Reaching out as he comes behind dasha he catches her hair pulling it cruelly almost lifting her with it. “Mind telling me why you have that in your hands dasha.” He looks up when talis inhales sharply his tone is cool and collected. “Is something wrong pet?” She shakes her head afraid to speak just now.

He hears dasha whimper out her reply almost too soft to be heard. “Master I was a bad pet earlier and was willful. I know I earned punishment.....” Her soft southern voice breaks as she lifts the cane small tears already forming in her eyes. “Please Master punish me so I may redeem my worthless self.” Her words are full of submission to him asking him to whip her. He looks to talis catching her studying dasha openly. Smiling nodding his head he can see the confusion in talis’s eyes. Reaching out he lifts the cane holding it by the hilt nodding his head. “You pick a cruel device dasha. I believe you know it is a favorite of mine.” His tone shows his approval of her actions.

Swiftly dasha kneels to the floor turning her eyes to look on the pet within. Her ass now is in the air her legs spread even more to open her slit to him if he wishes to punish it. Her arm moves smoothly with practiced grace drawing her hair off her shoulders so her back is open to him as well. She remains silent looking at the other pet her eyes show her sadness at failure. Her body seems to flow with an eagerness to regain her place in his world. Her hands grasp the carpet there holding onto it as she feels the gentle brush of the leather tip. She wishes now she was a good pet instead of teasing Master. His eyes study each girl seeing talis and dasha locked in a mental bond.

Without a word he lifts his arm flicking the wrist he stripes her ass cheek. He makes sure the leather tip along with the cane make contact on her bare defenseless flesh. Her scream is loud coming forcefully from her. He notices that talis shivers whimpering softly as her eyes dart between the mark and dasha eyes. Lifting his arm again he aims for her back. Allowing the full impact of the cane to catch her skin this time. The strikes are not hard but they stripe her all the same. Her second scream is followed by gasping for breath as her body rocks in pain. He does not correct her knowing he is hurting her careful not to open her skin. The last strike he drives it across her exposed thighs. This scream is the loudest of them all her body bucks as her skin reddens with a single stripe across both legs.

Tears come freely now as she shivers rocked by pure pain. Her body is on fire but she slowly breaks into a smile daring to look back over her shoulder. “Thank you Master I am well punished. I hope I may find a way to please Master this night.” Listening he hears her soft voice between the sobs of pain as she fights them. The shocked look on talis’s face is priceless. Turning he walks over to the table hanging the cane back on its hook. Moving to the jars lifting one he moves over to a low stool.

Sitting down he smiles softly to dasha’s back letting talis see his look. “Come here dasha.” His tone leaves no doubt to it being a command. With a dancers grace dasha arches her back kneeling up slowly crawling to him. It is as if dasha has no modesty each movement is sexual to talis making her feel strangely envious. He waits as dasha reaches him reaching down he pulls her into his lap. Spreading her across his legs he scoops out some cream out rubbing it onto the stripe on her back. Rubbing slowly dasha whimpers after a few moments her whimper turns into a sigh as the pain lessens. He then scoops out some more cream rubbing it over her ass cheek the stripes remain but the pain lessens in each one. Finally he works over her striped thighs as he does this he smiles wickedly only talis can see it.

Setting down the jar he uses his now free hand to slide up dasha’s thigh. She moans as his fingers force her legs apart. His fingers slide deep into her already damp pussy three of them causing her to cry out in pleasure. “Are you going to be a good girl now dasha?” She wiggles on his lap as she whimpers the pleasure and dull pain throbbing thru her body. “Anything Master I am a good girl I swear.” Her words are almost begging now. He smiles as he slowly moves his fingers in and out of her wet slit. Not going fast enough to let her cum only enough to keep her excited.

Looking up he catches talis looking at them with a mixture of confusion and lust in her eyes. He speaks softly as he continues to torture dasha on his lap. “What did you decide to try out tonight pet?” His words are cool and calm the predator in the forefront once more. Laughing softly as his words cause dasha’s pussy to contract in need. Timidly talis tries to answer him but her eyes keep straying to dasha. “Sir ummm I don’t know....” He watches her as her eyes stray to the saw horse in the corner. “Tell me pet it’s not as if you will suffer from your choice.” To make his point the pinches dasha’s pussy lip forcing a whimper from her.

Hearing the whimper talis groaned softly unable to understand why the other girl’s pain is getting to her. Leit could see it the bond that was forming between the slaves he nodded approvingly. “The saw horse I don’t understand its use Mas…ter.” Her words came out haltingly as she looked down submissively. Talis could feel his eyes as if he were scouring her soul. His lips curled into a smile even as dasha whimpered. Talis felt dasha’s gaze on her the empathy between them made it easy for talis to feel what dasha felt. He shook his head while sliding his teasing fingers from her slit. Sliding her from his knee he carefully sets her in front of him on her knees.

Then standing he moves over to the saw horse looking back to dasha. Catching the look dasha is giving talis he snaps his fingers. Dasha slowly crawls to his side kissing his knee knowing she was caught. He catches her hair lifting her by it to her feet. Without waiting he draws her over the saw horse. Looking back to see talis watching in fear his smile to her catches her off guard. “Have no fear pet this will be fun for her after a while. Won’t it dasha?” His tone is soothing and calm as he speaks to them. “Yes Master dasha knows your horse well and will ride it as you desire.” Her tone is submissive even as she shivers at the thought. “Now watch carefully pet.” He says to talis as he begins to prepare dasha for her torment.

He lifts dasha carefully so she is centered over the horse. “Hold yourself dasha with your legs.” He takes one of her hands lifting it to the chain above the horse and locks it in the fur lined restraint. Before she has time to move much he repeats the action with her other hand. Now with both her hands above her he centers her over the wood rail of the saw horse. The whole horse is covered in black leather and just high enough to force her sex to rest on it. Looking into her eye he reaches back to where a control panel is hidden on the wall.

Pressing a button he lowers the chain about three inches putting her full body weight on her toes. Dasha moans and whimpers as she hears the motor lowering her down. Her tiptoes hold her beautifully just barely resting on the padded wood her clit caressing it causing her to moan again. Walking over to talis he opens the crate motioning her to come to him. Talis looks up blinking at him her eyes had been glued to the girl suspended above the horse. Crawling she moves out into the room to his side frightened unable to resist the strength he represents in the room. Scared she grips his leg and snuggles to it pressing her breasts into his naked skin below his shorts.

He feels her on his leg holding him reaching down he strokes her hair. “It’s ok pet she will be fine just some small bruising.” Dasha cries out as her toes give out forcing her pussy to embrace the padded leather. He watches as dasha struggles with gravity knowing there is only one out come. “See talis here is how it works. Dasha fights to stay on her toes so as not to force her slit onto the wood.”, he says this talis as he strokes her hair again. His words come out almost like a purr as he watches the girl struggle. “Her calf muscles hold her up for as long as she can force them to. Then when she can no longer hold herself her own weight causes her to crash down on the beam all the harder.

During his commentary dasha has once more managed to life herself up onto her toes. Her moans are soft and feminine as she struggles to keep herself off the horse. His words come unbidden like the crack of a whip. “Kiss the wood dasha, show me how much you wish to please your Master.” With a cry of humiliation and submission she lowers her slit once more kissing the wood. Dasha lets out a cry pain it is a long mournful moan her eyes look to his searching for his pleasure in her. When she sees his approval tears of pleasure begin to slip down her cheeks. He feels talis wiggling against him once more.

He looks down once more as talis whimpers he can feel her shivering. “Are you ok pet.”, he asks her softly as he smiles the pain in her features are obvious to him. “Yes Master please..... please let dasha free.” She swallows frightened as she presses herself more helpless to his leg wanting to save the other. Talis can only imagine what the girls slit must feel like. He laughs softly, “So you do care fine then go to her and straddle the horse if you can support her she will be allowed some respite.”

Talis moans softly in fear but hearing his words she finds the others suffering spurring her to action. Talis crawls much as she saw dasha do once more the bound between the two animals makes talis take more risks. Her ass cheeks sway enticingly for him as she moves. When she reaches the saw horse she stands throwing a leg over it. Soon she realizes her mistake as she wraps her arms about dasha. Her legs were to short just as dasha’s were all she could do was lift on her toes. He looked at the spectacle seeing them embraced his lips curled into a wicked grin. Talis hears him moving behind them cool hands reach between her thighs parting her lips for her letting her feel the padded wood on her inner most places.

Dasha can’t believe what this other pet had done. She gratefully leaned into the girl but then it all went wrong. A sharp scream filled the room as dasha’s weight forced talis’s slit onto the beam. Even leaning back dasha could not free talis from her punishment. Soon both girls slits kissed the beam. The sounds of their pained panting as well as the sound of wet slits kissing the wood was the only sounds in the room.

The pain must have been indescribable for talis. Oddly enough the thought of helping the other female and pleasing him was appealing. Her pussy was soon soaked thru making the leather of the wood all the more hungry for her. She could feel every little imperfection in the beam. She could feel the heat of dasha pressing into her, even though she knew that was why she could not stand her arms almost convulsively held her. Her hard nipples burned point into her chest it was the first time she had ever been this close to another woman.

He had all he could take his eyes were pleased at the twin beauties before him. Lowering the chain he allowed dasha to come down on the beam fully. Reaching out he gathered talis to his arms slowly lifting her bruised core from the beam knowing she was going to be in much pain. He set her on the floor then turned to dasha moving to her he freed her wrists then slowly drew her off the beam. Moving her over to where the other lay he smiled a big content smile. “I am very proud of you both.”, his words reflect his pride in both the girls for he was not lying about it.

The display of both girls straddling the horse had made him painfully erect. Now the only question was where to sheathe his shaft. Both girls had qualities he wished to explore but he would have to choose carefully just now. He crouched down in front of them as dasha rolled onto her side. He was shocked when dasha wrapped her arms protectively about the other girl as if begging him to spare her. He knew deep in his soul that talis would be too sore to properly enjoy and the sight made him want to rape them badly. What to do what to do so many choices to make.

More to come...........

            Today was Friday, which meant cheerleading practice for Vanessa.  The team had practiced hard and after it was over most of the girls went straight home, a couple had quick showers and then went home but Vanessa had a nice long, hot shower.  Normally she would have gone straight home as well, since she only lived two blocks away but things hadn’t been great at home for a couple of weeks.  Her parents were always fighting and her older sister had started to spend all her time, day and night, at her boyfriend’s to escape it while their older brother had moved out because he couldn’t deal with it and his university workload too.  This left Vanessa with nothing, she was popular and could spend her time with her friends and such but she didn’t like to talk about such things with them when they all had such perfect homes and would be scandalized that her parents were talking about divorce!  As popular as she was she didn’t have a boyfriend...not because she hadn’t been asked more times than she could count but because she wasn’t allowed to date until she was 18 and, despite everything, she listened to her parents. 

               It was five o’clock by the time she shut off the shower.  Vanessa sighed and toweled herself off before getting out.  She redressed in her school uniform, the typical white long-sleeved blouse, plaid skirt that came to mid-thigh, knee socks and flat black dress shoes.  There was a jacket too but she stuffed it into her bag as it was a warm May day.  Slinging her backpack onto her shoulder she left the girl’s locker room and headed for the exit near the gymnasium that led out into the fields.  Just as she reached the exit the senior football team came in (about 15 guys) from the fields, grass-stained and sweaty, with their coach and the boy’s gym teacher bringing up the rear.  “Well, well, look what we have here, guys,” one of them called out.  Immediately all eyes went to Vanessa.  “Ooh, if it isn’t little miss goody-too shoes tease herself,” called another guy.  Vanessa smiled weakly and backed up a little, their sneering tones setting a dozen warning signals off inside her mind.

            The guys started to advance on her and she backed up faster, wanting to turn and run but afraid to turn her back on the group of lustful and hostile males.  Her back hit the concrete wall halting her but the guys stopped too as the coach and the gym teacher came forward.  Thank God, Vanessa thought, I’m saved!  She didn’t know the coach’s name but she knew the gym teacher’s even if she didn’t really know him.  “Mr. Jenner, I don’t know what these guys are playing at but please make them stop!”  Mr. Jenner looked at her and then looked at the football team thoughtfully.  He turned back to her, a wicked gleam lighting his blue eyes, “Well, Miss Seaton, there are quite a few of them; I don’t think I could possibly stop them if they really wanted to continue what they were thinking of doing.”  Vanessa’s eyes widened in horror and glanced at the coach, seeking another ally but he just stared back with a look of smug satisfaction on his face.  The team took Mr. Jenner’s words for what they were: consent so long as he could participate too.   

            The team grinned and began to advance on her again, Vanessa slid around the corner of the wall she was against and started running and screaming.  “Help!  Help me, somebody!”  But no one came and she knew that it must be about five thirty by now and the school was utterly empty except for her and the football team.  She heard the thunder of the team’s footfalls as they ran after her and she tried to run faster but as she reached the main hall she slipped in her uniform dress shoes on the freshly mopped floor and fell.  She started to get up, frantic with fear now, when the captain of the team picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder.  She began screaming and crying, beating his back with her fists and kicking with her legs, knowing deep down that it was futile.  “Please,” she sobbed, “don’t do this!”  He laughed, as did the rest of the team, and slapped her hard on the ass. 

            They carried her into an empty classroom nearby and cleared off the teacher’s desk and laid her on top of it, positioning her so that her head hung over the edge.  “Please!  Why are you doing this to me?”  “Because you’re the hottest girl in school and yet you refuse every guy who asks you out.  In short, you’re a tease!”  Vanessa cried harder, “I’m not allowed to date until I’m eighteen!  It’s not because I’m a tease,” she explained desperately.  The captain snorted, “That may be but girls like you don’t usually obey their parents!”  Vanessa gave up trying to reason with them and began thrashing around, trying to escape.  She might as well have saved her strength because as soon as she started hands seized her arms and held them tight above her head then they grabbed her legs and pulled them wide open.  Suddenly she felt her shirt ripped open, heard the popping of the buttons as they flew off in every direction.  She wanted desperately to cover herself but with her hands held tight above her she knew there was no point in even trying. 

She heard a drawer open and saw the captain holding up a pair of scissors and lifted her head to watch as he lowered them and slipped them over the piece of bra in between her breasts.  He cut it and pushed the bra cups off her breasts, she felt her nipples tighten as the cool air hit them.  Even though she knew they must know that her nipples only tightened because of the cold air on them she flushed as the captain sneered, “Oh, so you like this do you, tease?”  She shook her head frantically but he wasn’t looking, he had moved away and she felt a hand on each breast as two guys on the team squeezed and fondled her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples.  She gave a soft moan of pain and humiliation, which they took for enjoyment, and let her head fall back so that she couldn’t watch.  No sooner had she done this when she felt the cool metal of the scissors on her left thigh and abdomen as they cut one side of the waist of her panties then the other side.  She felt the captain pull down the cut piece of panties and then pulled them out from under her, leaving her pussy bare and exposed.

“Warm her up for me, Dave,” ordered the captain.  “Sure thing, Luke,” said Dave.  Vanessa could hear clothes being taken off and she figured that Luke must be undressing.  Then she felt fingers spread her slit and rub her clit.  Vanessa squirmed as much as possible, “Please, no,” she cried out.  Dave stopped and she thought, for one hopeful second, that they were at last going to come to their senses and stop but she felt two fingers plunge into her pussy and she cried out, she was extremely tight and very dry and so even two fingers caused her pain, especially since she was terrified.  As Dave finger fucked her pussy she listened as Luke the captain gave out more orders.  “Neil, take Aaron, Mike, Roy, Harry and Jake and bring six buckets of cold water back here.  Kyle, you go and get your camera from the video production classroom and Paul, I need you to get your camera from the photography classroom.  The rest of you, start undressing.”  There was a rush of sound as the eight guys left to do their captain’s bidding and the rest undressed, football uniforms flying everywhere in their haste to get naked. 

“How is she, Dave,” asked the captain.  “Very tight, Luke, definitely a pussy virgin, so it goes without saying that she’d be an anal virgin too.”  “Excellent.”  Luke walked over to Vanessa and stopped at her head, looking down at her he asked, “Is this your first time for everything?  Have you even been kissed before?”  She could do nothing except shake her head.  “Better check her ass too, Dave, she might be lying,” Luke suggested.  As one, the guys holding her flipped her over.  On her stomach now, her breasts pressing into the desk, her eyes widened in horror as she felt Dave spread her ass cheeks and spit on her asshole.  She tensed as she felt his finger rubbing his spit around, moistening the entrance.  Dave inserted his finger quickly and Vanessa gave a sharp gasp of pain.  “Yep, she’s an anal virgin too, Luke,” he said as he started to finger fuck her ass.  “Great, we’ll have a lot of fun loosening her up then.”  With that, Luke grabbed her hair on the top of her head and jerked her head up.

Her jaw dropped open in shock as she looked at a cock for the first time in her life.  It looked quite big to her, she had no idea it was only a little above average size at 7” long, 2” thick.  Luke took her moment of surprise to shove his cock into her mouth.  He thrust it so far in that it went down her throat, gagging her.  He started to face fuck her and she quickly realized she’d have to breathe when he pulled outwards.  She closed her eyes, concentrating on her breathing and trying not to think about the cock in her mouth or the finger in her ass.  Luke pulled out of her mouth and let go of her hair abruptly, causing her head to fall down suddenly.  Neil, Aaron, Mike, Roy, Harry and Jake were back with the water – what it could be for she couldn’t imagine.  Kyle and Paul followed the other six into the room carrying cameras.  “Shuck your clothes, guys,” said Luke, “time for the show to start!”  More undressing followed and Paul started snapping pictures of her as Kyle started to video the scene.

Vanessa was roughly flipped over again and Luke climbed onto the desk between her legs.  Hands had started to pinch and twist her nipples again and someone else forced his tongue into her mouth, kissing her roughly.  She dimly heard the words, “You’re our cum receptacle now, cunt!”  When the guy kissing her broke off and Luke slammed into her pussy, breaking through her virginity, in one painful stroke.  “Noooooooooooooooooooo!  Stop it, stop it!  Please stop,” Vanessa begged through tears of pain as Luke started to pump in and out of her pussy but the guys just laughed.  After what seemed like an eternity Luke drove home and Vanessa felt him stiffen and felt something warm fill her.  Luke had cum inside her.  Luke got off and she heard someone else get on the table and opened her eyes to see who it was.  It was a fully naked Mr. Jenner and his cock looked even larger than Luke’s.  He looked her straight in the eyes and rammed into her pussy, blood from her lost virginity and Luke’s cum making his entrance slightly less painful but with her still being so tight and Mr. Jenner being larger than Luke it still hurt tremendously.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!  You bastards,” Vanessa cried out through her sobs.  “Wash her mouth out, boys!”  She recognized Luke’s voice now and thought he must mean the water but gave a gasp of pain as she was slapped across the face.  A cock entered her mouth and she looked up to see who it was, it was Kyle.  Luke must be videoing now, she thought dully as Kyle fucked her face.  She felt Mr. Jenner cum inside her and almost immediately afterwards Kyle came in her mouth.  “Swallow it all, bitch, or we’ll beat the shit out of you!”  It was sticky and had a salty taste to it but she swallowed obediently, trying not to gag as she did so.  Someone else had replaced Mr. Jenner between her legs and was fucking away, she looked, and it was the coach.  She closed her eyes, willing her mind to think of anything else, to take her far away but after two guys cumming in her pussy she was well lubed and most of the pain was now gone and she was starting to feel a tingling sensation.  She felt the coach cum inside her and she realized it was a rather pleasant feeling, having their hot cum shoot out inside her.  The coach got off of her and she heard him and Mr. Jenner say they had to get going as they were expected home and thanked the team for a good time and they left. 

“Turn her over; I want to take her ass!”  She looked to see who had spoken with utter fear and it was Paul.  His cock was very long but thinner than the others had been.  The guys turned her over and Paul spread her ass cheeks and spit on her asshole a couple of times before thrusting all the way into her anus in one stroke.  Vanessa screamed and cried, “Ahhhhhhh!  Nooooooooo!”  Paul started to fuck her roughly sending spikes of pain through her young body.  “Stop!  You’re killing me!”  This brought more laughter and suddenly her mouth was full of cock.  When Paul came in her ass and pulled out cum leaked out and stung; Paul’s entry had torn the rim of her anus a little.  Whoever’s cock was in her mouth came and she swallowed it all, not wanting to risk finding out what would happen if she didn’t.  Someone quickly replaced Paul, someone longer and thicker, ripping into her anus with amazing force.  The pain was excruciating, so much so that she passed out. 

Vanessa didn’t get much of a reprieve because Luke the captain went and picked up one of the buckets of water and threw it on her face.  She woke up, spluttering and coughing, the pain in her ass instantaneous in its return.  The guy currently in her ass shot his load deep into her rectum and got off her.  “Time to speed up the show, boys, or our parents will start wondering where we are,” Luke informed them.  “Time to start double fucking her,” he added.  Vanessa might have been an innocent but she wasn’t stupid and could easily guess what was meant.  She started screaming and sobbing but she was in too much pain to do much more so when a guy climbed underneath her she didn’t struggle very much.  When she felt the guy underneath her grasp her hips while another spread her ass cheeks she tried pleading with them again though she knew it would do no good.  The guy underneath her suddenly pulled hips down, plunging his cock into her ass, and she screamed and struggled to lift herself off of his punishing cock but he held her tightly.  Another guy mounted the desk and thrust his cock into her pussy and at this double invasion she felt as if she had been torn apart completely.

They started moving in sync with one another, fucking her hard and fast, pounding their cocks into both of her holes mercilessly.  Vanessa sobbed, tears streaming down her face.  The two guys fucking her came and were immediately replaced by two more and on it went.  After those two fucked her two more did so and then two more after that until the last two took her as well.  Vanessa had stopped feeling pain six men ago, for all their cum and her blood had provided the lubrication necessary and their cocks had stretched her holes enough so that she was no longer so painfully tight.  In fact, when they were finished, Vanessa was no longer feeling anything for she had detached her mind from her body enabling her to imagine this was happening to someone else and not her.  She lay on the desk, immobile, as all of the guys redressed and said taunting remarks to her deaf ears.  One of the guys, she thought it might have been Luke again, tossed another bucket of water over her. 

She vaguely heard their warning threat, probably not to tell anyone but she didn’t really take in what was said, and then they left.  She lay on the desk like that, the whole weekend, unmoving and she didn’t sleep.  She just stayed in a state of separated-consciousness, aware of nothing and everything.  Monday morning came and the teacher of that classroom came in and screamed when she saw Vanessa lying naked on her desk in blood, cum and water.  The teacher’s screams brought several other teachers in the vicinity and they all were horrified and feared that Vanessa was dead.  The teacher who had discovered Vanessa was a biology teacher and ran over to Vanessa and checked her pulse while another teacher used the classroom telephone to call 911.  “She’s alive but unconscious!” The first teacher called out which the teacher on the phone relayed to the 911 operator.  “They’re sending an ambulance, Sarah.”  The other teachers fetched the principle and he decided to close the school for that day so they proceeded to send the arriving students back home.  All wondered what was going on and what on earth an ambulance and a police car were doing in front of their school but none would find out until the next days news report. 

The paramedics brought Vanessa about and the police asked what had happened she uttered a disjointed sentence before passing out again.  “Raped...senior football team...the coach...Mr. Jenner...all of them.”  The revelation of her sentence was met with utter horror and disgust.  The police copied down her statement and immediately began proceedings to round up all of the men Vanessa had mentioned for questioning and for Vanessa to identify.  The paramedics took Vanessa to the hospital and she came around again and asked for her parents who arrived shortly after.  It took a few months but all of the men were sent to jail and Vanessa tried to go on with her life but was too afraid to leave the house, to afraid to even try and so she lived the rest of her life as an agoraphobic.