Message-ID: <4242eli$9709191653@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Tawny Hess" Subject: My Story Parts V and VI (Repost by Demand) Newsgroups: alt.sex.bondage,alt.sex.stories.bondage,alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.stories.erotic Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <5vu8nt$p24@bgtnsc03.worldnet.att.net> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Caution, this story is for adults only. If you are not 18, go elsewhere to read. Delete this and get off this newsgroup page! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- Part V: The Trap I went to the beach the next day again and daydreamed about my session at Roger's place. I thought about how much more forceful he was now, than that first time. It was as if his sexual appetite was growing, and it seems to have caused mine to grow also. He was downright impolite at times, but that was the part I seemed to like the most. I wondered if maybe I was a latent masochist. Me?...oh that's ridiculous.....I was just horny and found a man with a great bod and a extra size cock to satisfy me. Besides, I really liked being able to have sex without all the games. He just seemed to know exactly what turned me on. When I got back to the apartment there was a e-mail waiting for me. It was Roger. He said he could not see me that evening (which was just as well since I was a little sore and had to work a cocktail lounge 'til closing.) He said he wanted me to download a program called mIRC, if I didn't already use it, and gave me instructions. He wanted me to practice using it and to be ready for a proposition and a big surprise. Wow, I could hardly wait. Work was uneventful, not very busy, so I had time to think. I was pretty convinced that I had a desire for a strong sex partner who led the way in the bedroom. I never really noticed that before. I was liking the way Roger was becoming more assertive. When I got home, I went straight to the computer and downloaded the IRC thing. I slept while the download took and worked with the program the next day. It was pretty neat, being able to chat directly, all around the world and to receive and send pictures almost instantly. I didn't have a picture of myself, of course, but everyone else seemed to. I brought up a list of channels and was amazed by the variety. I also noticed how many were foul languaged and sex oriented. Wow, I thought, there are a lot of horny guys out there. I wondered how many were those same guys who stare at me when I do my strip at the club. I saw a couple of interesting channels and tried out a few of the sex oriented ones. names like submission, slaves, humiliation etc. Just as in real life, I was being hit on by a bunch of dirty mouthed men, or boys. Then I chatted with one guy who claimed to be a Master. It was enlightening. I wondered if he really did stuff with a real woman who accepted his coarse treatment. He was talking about weird stuff like clamps, chains, whips and bondage. Who would do that? Funny though, as he chatted, some of the things sort of excited me, especially when he talked about forced sex with groups and stuff. Damn, how erotic.....I wondered if Roger could be one of these Dom guys. My sex with Roger was kinda strange like that, and I was liking it. To each their own I say. Late in the afternoon I checked mail again and found one from Roger. His note was rather short and simply said to meet him at #submission on IRC at 1AM or as soon as I got back from work. I was disappointed that this was a cyber meet and not a real one, but he was like that. It didn't seem fair because he was getting sex on demand and I wasn't. I decided I needed to adjust that a bit, but later maybe. For now, I was getting horny again and would do what I needed to to get back into his bed. I worked the early shift at Deju Vu that night. I was filling in for a friend and that was good, because I was feeling in the mood for stripping. I genuinely enjoyed showing off my body to all those men that night and went down to a g-string. They must have loved it because the manager let me go out for an extra round that night. Big time tips for these tits! I got home just at 1AM and hit the computer. I was feeling a little horny, so I sat there completely naked and just lightly ran my fingers over my nipples, imagining them to be Roger's tongue, as I connected to IRC and went to #submission. I was not very imaginative with my nick and just used the name Tawny. Actually, I ended up as Tawny6, because there had already been a Tawny on the server. I was immediately engaged in several chats with men, all of whom I clicked off. Then I saw the name MRoger and he messaged me. We had a little small talk. He encouraged me to change my nick to tawny6. I already knew that was a signal for a submissive. I didn't even hesitate. I wanted to be a submissive to Roger. I wondered what the Mroger stood for. Master? Was Roger a real Dom? Roger then asked me if I was interested in coming over and "entertaining" himself and a friend of his. He wanted me to have sex with him and another guy. I thought about it, but, no. That was not a good idea. I didn't want to become a sort of slut or something. I mean, sex is fun, but I need to have some limits. I told him, no, I don't think so. He replied "Tawny, that was the wrong answer" I was actually a little surprised. He WAS getting aggressive. I didn't feel that sharing was a component of our sex arrangement. I replied "Wrong?, was an invitation to a swing session your big surprise?" I was getting afraid my great sex arrangement was coming to an end. He replied "Check this out and then try again" a window popped up for a photo download titled "tawny" I downloaded and my mind raced for an answer to what he was up to. Then it popped up on the screen. I was frozen in disbelief. There was a large, very clear picture of my face locked onto a huge cock in my mouth. The head of the cock was pressing against my cheek and I was in obvious ecstasy! How the hell!? Then it hit me. The mirrors, the lights.....It WAS a movie studio. MY GOD! I sat there motionless, looking at the picture, feeling my crotch become moist and my mind racing with panic. I was both excited and full of fear at the same time. Then the message appeared. "I still need your answer." I replied "What are you doing? Why are you doing this?" Then "I'll tell you in person, get your little cunt over here" What would he do with my picture? Did he have more? Isn't what he was doing against the law? Then I saw in the window..."Anyone want a great shot of my whore sucking my cock?". Damn, he was getting ready to display my picture to anyone who wanted to see it. Then I received three more download windows...I downloaded and replied "Please wait......don't sent that picture over the net" I thought.....what if he posts it on a newsgroup, my pic will be everywhere and people will easily recognize me. The downloads popped up. One was his cock squirting into my mouth. it was so clear it was shocking. Then the other two were of me shaving myself and smiling...right into the camera! and the other of him fucking me, his face completely blocked and mine as clear as can be. Then the next message....."If you are not here in 30 minutes, naked and standing in the middle of my living room I will begin distribution. All of your wonderful poses, accompanied by your address and places where you work, in case anyone is interested in meeting you in person" Then he dropped off the screen.. I thought about it....That bastard was going to ruin me. I could go to the police....but that would not only be embarrassing, and my life would still be screwed up. And what if someone in my family ever got wind of it?! He wanted me to have sex with him and a friend. Why didn't he just ask me? Oh yea, he did...but he didn't give me a chance to think about it. He was demanding prompt obedience to his demands for sex. That is what was turning me on in the first place. It was just three way sex. I had dreamt of that many times. It would even be fun probably. He was probably going to include one of those guys he was with last week. They were both cute and muscular, like Roger. Why should I screw up my whole life just because I refuse to do what I REALLY want to do anyway? I was going to become Roger's personal whore....I was rationalizing it and decided to take the step. After all, that should be the end of it.......I slipped on my shorts and a T and headed for the car. Just a 10 minute drive to Roger's. Part VI: Intermediate Training - Group Sex A light rain began to fall and my mind raced along with the beat of the wiper blades on the windscreen. I was going to submit to his requirements for sex, that was clear, but how far would I go? How far would he make me go? He may never reach my limit, whatever that was, so I just wouldn't worry about it anymore. He was keeping to my schedule of availability and he wasn't doing really outrageous things, so I would go ahead and enjoy it. That's what I was really doing, enjoying it. I arrived with just a couple minutes to spare, so I raced up to the door through the rain. I was going to submit, but still didn't want the world to know about it, so I hoped he hadn't dumped my pictures yet. If he did, I wouldn't have my excuse to submit to this sex anymore.....what had I become?! I knocked on the door and it opened almost immediately. It wasn't Roger, nor was it one of his friends. It was a woman. I was dumbfounded, and for a moment thought it may be the wrong place. She took me by the arm and pulled me in quickly. She was a tall black woman and wore a tight leather skirt and a leather bra that exposed her nipples, which were large and erect. She stared at me, making me feel funny, like she didn't like me. She just said, "take off those clothes you little bitch, I have to see this." See what? I thought. I began to feel exposed, vulnerable. I asked "Where's Roger?". She answered me by slapping me hard across the face. I fell back against the door, held my face and looked at her. She had a look of anger in her eyes and repeated, "Don't talk back, take off your clothes now or I'll mess you up." I was reaching a limit already. I never considered the possibility of physical abuse. Nor women, for that matter. She stood there with her hands on her hips, staring. I stood back, slowly fumbling with my shirt, thinking, considering my options, when Roger came round the corner. He said.."What have we here?, oh Tawny...Glad you made it in time." "I see you met Dawn; she is a pretty strict disciplinarian, but if you just do what she says, you wont have a problem." Then, turning away he said.."You'll have fun this morning baby." Reassured that Roger was in charge, I slowly removed my things as Dawn watched. Standing there naked she came to me and touched my nipples and ran a hand down to my slit and around to my ass, feeling me and smiling. "You'll be real good, nice equipment, nice and tight I bet." I didn't particularly like being touched by women, although her body was so accentuated for sex, it was a little bit of a turn on. Her nipples were very large and stood out very erect. Her dark skin smooth, and she had a perfect figure, rounded and smooth. She reached behind her and took out a leather strap, reached up and placed it around my neck and tightened it so it just barely didn't choke me, then she held a ring on it and led me into the living area where a man stood, naked except for a g-string, like male strippers wear. "Here is your treat for the night David" she said, and pushed me toward him. Then she disappeared. He was huge. probably 6'4" or so. Blonde hair and he was obviously a body builder. His chest had a thick swirl of hair, but the rest of him had very light hair. The g-string had a gigantic bulge that accentuated his maleness. He motioned for me to approach him, so I stepped over to him. Looking at him made me begin to get wet in the crotch and I could feel my nipples swell. I was so glad to see that Dawn go away and see this male figure instead. I WAS going to have fun, I thought. He stood in front of me and he put his hands on my shoulders and pressed down slightly. I fell to my knees and he said, "Make it hard now." That was the only thing he said that night. I reached up and pulled the cloth down and a huge cock and balls literally rolled out of the enclosing material. His head already was wet with precum and his balls hung low in loose sacks. They were larger than usual, the size of large lemons, instead of the usual golf ball size. His penis was about 7" long, soft. The shaft was smooth and didn't have any ugly protruding veins. I began by licking the head slightly to see if it sprang to life. No, it didn't, but the hole opened a bit and more pre semen dripped out, which I licked off, Then I pulled the head into my mouth. Now I began to feel the thing grow. I ran my tongue over it and it began to gain in size and raise itself to the vertical. I held his balls in my hand and the shaft in the other and began to stroke down on his cock. It was VERY large. My mouth was filled with only about a third of the shaft, meaning it was probably about 10 inches to a foot long in all. And it was pretty fat too. He ran his hands through my hair and murmured encouragements to me and I felt it grow to full hardness,. It was as hard as a rock and he was beginning to flinch at my every movement. I was afraid he was going to cum already. I could feel his precum ooze into my mouth in a steady stream, like a slowly dripping faucet. The salty taste made my mouth water and my nipples were aching at this point. My inner thighs were, by this time, drenched. At this point, he pulled me away and reached down to my neck, pulling me up. He held me firmly by the neck with a big strong hand. I felt like if he squeezed, he could break my neck. He came around behind me and thrust his big, hard cock between my legs. It was stiff and I could feel it rest against my crotch, like sitting on a tree branch. He held my neck firmly, his arm stretched down between my breasts and he ran his other hand across my body, feeling me all over, my thighs, legs, shaved crotch, belly, in my navel, across my breasts, up and down my arm. I was covered in goose bumps from his touch. Then he pulled his cock back and let the head enter my very eager pussy. Just the head, and he ran it in and out, rubbing along my clit as he did so. I was going crazy, wanting it all the way in me, even though there is no way it would all fit. He pinched my nipples, one and then the other, with his other hand and slowly crammed a little more of his cock in with each stroke. I couldn't move at all. He had me in a firm grip by the neck and any amount of movement or squirming was met with a firm choke. Without even noticing, I realized he was thrusting his foot long cock hard in and out of my pussy, slamming against my ass. His hands were pulling and pinching my nipples until they ached and were sore at his touch and my mind was swirling on the edge of orgasm. I felt my muscles along the length of my vagina convulse and a orgasm ripped through my body as he continued to thrust in and out without a pause. I struggled to regain my breath, but I felt his choking hand and relinquished. He kept thrusting; fucking me from behind! I began to wonder how long he could go before he also had an orgasm. I had another, and sometime later still another! Finally, he pulled almost all the way out and held his cock there so I could regain my senses. I felt a hand pull up on my hair and I found myself looking at another hard penis. I guess it was Roger's, but didn't care. my mouth locked on and I was being fucked from two ends. I was maneuvered over to the sofa, where Roger (It was Roger) lay down and I was hoisted by my hips onto his cock. I bounced up and down on his shaft while he began to nibble on my tits. I felt David running his finger up and down my slippery pussy, gathering my lubricants and running then over my asshole. The thought crossed me..'he's going to do me anal!"...'He wont fit!" ..I didn't care though. I felt the pressure on my ass. David was pushing and I relaxed and then it popped through. The senses of Roger's cock in my pussy mixed with those of David in my ass. He entered more, slowly, but deliberately. I could feel both cocks inside me, rubbing against each other inside my crotch. They both pumped into me and their cocks were rock hard. I felt another orgasm growing. Roger was chewing on my nipples. David was pushing in and out cautiously, occasionally slapping my ass. It was getting hot to his touch. He was in me deep! ........ David began to cum first. His sperm felt extra warm as it filled my ass. I could feel him move more easily as it filled the cavity and lubricated his shaft in me. He continued to pump, but in a more spasmodic way. Then Roger let loose, just as I did. Orgasm, cum, hot, All the thoughts ran together. We all collapsed in a pile on the sofa. Roger led us into the bathroom where we all hopped into the tub and felt the warm bubbles run over our bodies. David sat me on his cock in the water while Roger fed me his cock and I sucked him until he hit another orgasm, which he pumped into my mouth. I swallowed it all. Then we reversed. Roger managed another hardon and pushed himself into my ass while I sucked David dry of his second load. He didn't squirt as much this time, even though it filled my mouth. Roger was still the champ when it came to sheer volume. Roger was right, I had enjoyed this one. I was just a slut, and was loving it. It was getting light out and Roger led me into his bedroom and told me I had to go now. He told me to pay attention to my e-mail. He had more instructions for me and he reminded me that he wanted complete obedience. I asked him just what other things he was going to do and said that I had my limits. He glared at me and slapped me, hard! I grabbed my cheek. I wasn't expecting that from him. I looked at him. He had an angry look in his eyes like I had not seen before. "I will tell you what you will do. If you don't like that, then you need to quit. and you know the consequences of that! Don't ask any questions, just obey,..... or don't! Besides,...you love it and you know you do....don't you?" I shook my head yes. "Now get out of here", he said. I dressed quickly and left, afraid to say anything else. Driving back, I wondered what was going to happen. Maybe I should just quit... I wondered about that Dawn. What was she all about? Where had she gone? Had I seen the last of her? My mind wandered and I thought of touching her body, of licking her pussy. What was the matter with me!? I needed to get a grip on reality. Roger had become more than a casual sex partner. he had taken control of my sex life. He told me who to fuck when to fuck and how to fuck. The thought both frightened me and pleased me. He controlled me, but to a plateau of pleasure I cold not reach on my own. He released me from all my inhibitions, but never pushed me beyond my limits. How did he know my limits, seemingly better than I did? No matter. I rationalized my situation and decided I would ride the wave of Roger's control. It would make my life simpler, and more pleasureful. tawny6@hotmail.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /