Message-ID: <4244eli$9709191654@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Tawny Hess" Subject: My Story Part IX and X (Repost by Demand) Newsgroups: alt.sex.bondage,alt.sex.stories.bondage,alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.stories.erotic Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <5vu8v4$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 IX - Abduction.. As I lay at the beach I thought about my situation. It was Friday. I had called in a favor and had a friend cover for me tonight and I didn't have to work Saturday. Maybe I could hook up with Roger and make it a weekend of servitude for him and his friend. The thought made my nipples tingle. Then I thought of Dawn and how she may be angry. Was she working with Roger? I just didn't know. I smiled to myself as several men strode past me, some for a second or third time, to check me out. I looked good in my white bikini. It contrasted so well with my tan skin and the oil gave my skin a glossy sheen that men just loved. I felt proud of my body and my looks. Toward evening I headed for home. It had gotten late and the parking lot was nearly empty. As I put my chair in my trunk I heard a car pull into the space behind me. A door opened and I heard a bunch of chatter from some men. I turned and two of them were approaching me from each side. Before I could think they each grabbed an arm. Another guy reached up and wrapped some tape over my mouth and one guy handcuffed my hands behind my back. Then they picked me up, hands all over me, and tossed me into their opened trunk. One guy wrapped a strap around my legs and tied it to an anchor in the trunk. Then they shut the lid. I heard voices and then my car starting up,. Then this one started and we drove off. It all happened so fast I hardly had time to think. They didn't look familiar. I had been kidnapped and was lying in the trunk of their car. They were taking my car too. I wouldn't be missed anywhere until Sunday and I had cut off Roger and Dawn. I was worried now. What sort of guys were these? I could get killed or something. I was getting more frightened as the car rolled on, making turns and stopping at intersections. I could hear a bunch in the front laughing and joking. I thought of a gang bang and of how I had thought about that last night at the club, with all those trucker types. Then I remembered the car following me home and of Hard4U on the E-mail. And of Dawn's threats. Could this be a set up conspired by Dawn?, Roger?, Both? If they don't hurt me I can please them so they will let me go, I thought. I lay there, thinking about feeling nude in my tiny bikini and oiled skin, bound in the back of this automobile. The car finally rumbled to a stop. I had been in the trunk for...an hour? Maybe more. I started hearing some muffled conversations outside. They were discussing something about how they found me and they were laughing. Then the trunk opened. A man reached down and put a black bag over my head and cinched it closed around my neck. I could see nothing, but could breathe OK. Then I felt hands on my waist and my legs and I was lifted out of the car. They placed me on my feet. I was on gravel and the stones hurt my feet. Then it started. Someone came up from behind me and reached around to my front as several voices were making lewd remarks about my body and others were laughing about my skimpy clothing. Then the hand grabbed my top and ripped it off of me. I could feel the cold air against my breasts. Then someone put their mouth over my nipple and bit, hard. Laughter. I pulled back, but into someone's waiting arms. He grabbed my bottoms and pushed me forward. I fell into someone else's arms and the bottoms were pulled off, down to the ankle bindings. More laughter as I was stood back up and another mouth came down on my nipple. Sucking and biting while another pair of hands found my crotch and ran a rough finger along it, feeling the wetness. There was laughter and remarks about my readiness. They then carted me into a building and I was dropped on a bed of some sort. A door was closed and I lay there. I thought I was alone, I could hear voices and laughter in the next room. A woman's voice could be heard. She was moaning a little and bellowing mild screams, like someone having sex, of course. Then I sensed someone staring at me. I heard a couple footsteps on the floor. Then a hand moved up my leg and along my chest. Gentle, but deliberate. It lightly pulled on my nipples as the other hand worked on my bindings. The handcuffs were removed and reattached to the bed post and the hood removed from my head. I saw a man standing next to the bed. He was still running his hands over my body. He removed the tape from my mouth. I began to speak and he immediately jammed a finger into my mouth, holding my face "Uh UH UH, no you don't." "Not a word or things can get very unpleasant, understand?" I nodded my head and looked at him. He looked familiar. Where had I seen him? I thought...in the crowd at the Leopard? At the Deja Vu? At the beach? Then it hit me! Damn, it is that fucking Dawn. This was one of the guys that examined me in her basement. She had me kidnapped for not replying to her demands. By this time he was running his finger into my pussy. I offered no resistance and spread my legs for him a bit. He said "There now. I can see that we will have a good time together.' My associates and I need a little relief and you know how to give it.' 'I'd say that is a good combination.' "Cooperate and we'll bring you on up to a new level of gratification." "Screw around with us and we'll make you wish you hadn't." "Now I'm sure you understand now, don't you Tawny?" I looked and nodded. "Now why don't you show me a little of your technique?" I just looked. What did he mean?, I was not far from his crotch. A blow job? I reached toward his zipper and started pulling it down. He smiled and stood in front of me switching his hands to my shoulders. I could still hear the laughing in the next room and the moans of the other woman. I figured this guy must be the boss of the group. I reasoned that if I pleased him, it would go better for me. I was glad he wanted a blow job. I knew I could do it right. As I pulled down the zipper, unsnapped his jeans, and pulled the waistband down, I saw his cock hanging, limp in front of me. It was long, about 6 inches, and circumcised. His balls hung loosely in their sack. His hair was thick and black. I reached up to hold it and he squeezed my shoulders a bit. "Hold it baby, no hands, no hands at all. I want to see what you can do with that pretty mouth." I let it go and caught the tip with my tongue, scooping it between my lips. He stayed limp as I sucked it into my mouth. I sucked hard and felt my cheeks implode along the soft skin of his cock. Still no growth. I ran my tongue over his head and along the underside while I sucked and pulled my mouth along the sides of his shaft. At last, I could feel it swell a bit. He rewarded my effort with a sucking sound through his teeth. I kept up my sucking until it finally swelled to fill my mouth. Then I started pumping my mouth up and down his shaft. It continued to grow until it spilled out of my mouth. The head was enormous, I suppose the size of an egg and the shaft that ran back from it was proportional. Probably 10 to 11 inches. He began moaning a bit and humping his hips. "Suck it you bitch, suck it good." he would murmur, form time to time. It was hard to get him up, but now he was as hard as any cock I had ever felt. I pressed my lips against the shaft and it could have been plastic. Only the warmth of the blood flowing through his shaft told me it was real. I raised my chin and pressed down against his shaft, feeling it push into the back of my throat. I pushed and swallowed hard, feeling it slip down my throat. I was rewarded with a sigh and his thick bushy hair tickling my nose. I was able to deep throat this huge cock and that pleased both of us. I pulled back off and worked his head a bit, and then back over the shaft. Up and down the long shaft I pumped. I felt his hands grip me more tightly and he pumped his hips more. I tickled his head with my tongue and began to taste a steady ooze from his little slit. He jerked a little and then groaned. I felt the first burst slide up the shaft and splatter into the back of my mouth, I almost choked, but the delay between spurts saved me. I swallowed and pulled back so my whole mouth could take in the next, larger spurt of cum. There was another and another and then a slow dribble as he began to relax his grip on me and the cum subsided. I swallowed all of it and he pulled his cock out of me. It was still ramrod stiff and bounced upward as he stepped back. He held it in his hand and ran the head over my lips and along the side of my face. He then slapped my cheek with it and told me I had done a good job. "You may very well get along OK here baby." he leered, as he stuffed his drooping cock back into his pants. He turned and walked out. I was alone again. How long was I going to be kept here? How many were there? Was this a coincidence, or was Roger involved in this? Was this one of Dawn's deals? My head swam with questions. Thanks to this last guy and the blowjob I gave, I didn't think I needed to be scared anymore. I was going to be doing a lot of fucking, but I thought that if I put out, they would not hurt me. The experience with Dawn was more frightening. I could still hear the other girl moaning and carrying on. I wondered who she was. Probably another one of Dawn's misbehaving slaves, I thought to myself...Well, she probably isn't as experienced as I am. Nevertheless, the noises from the next room convinced me that there may be some real sadists among this bunch. I didn't have to wait long to find out. I lay there, thinking about the situation, trying to figure what Dawn had in mind for me. Punishment? The door opened again. It was a big guy, about 6'3" and a full beard. He was slightly overweight and had tattoos on both arms. He had a mean look about him. He wandered over to me, glaring at me and unlocked my handcuffs. "We wont need those now, will we my little fuck slut!?" He then slapped me with the back of his hand. It hurt and I fell back on the bed. he then grabbed me hard by the hair and pulled me close to his face and said "Now, I expect you to fuck like you haven't fucked for ages." "I expect the very best from you and if I don't get it, I'll fuck your little face up you little shit, you hear me!?" I nodded and he took a few steps back, unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants to the floor. He removed the rest of his clothes and started to play with his cock. He was large and hairy. he had tattoos all over his arms and chest. His cock was large; perhaps 7 to 8 inches. " think you need to suck this, don't you?" he said. I went to him on my knees and began to give him head. He seemed pleased, but then pulled me off and held my hair. he slapped me again and screamed that I wasn't sucking good enough. He pushed me back to the bed and straddled my chest. My arms were pinned under his legs and his cock lay up between my tits. He grabbed my nipples and pulled on them so my tits enclosed his shaft, then the slid it forward to my lips. "Now suck you little whore. Suck my cock!" His cock was sliding between my tits and he was pinching my nipples mercilessly. I had to bend my head toward my chest to lock my lips around his cockhead and lick and suck as best I could. He rocked back and forth, in and out of my mouth with a ferocity I rarely experience. I heard the door open and close again behind him. Two men came around his back and they were taking their clothes off. They made jokes to the other about stealing the fresh meat. The guy on me told them they could have the lower half and the other guy complained about repositioning. The guy on me pulled back and one of the others pulled my arms so my head was over the edge of the bed, then the big guy with tattoos proceeded to continue to run his cock up between my tits. One of the new guys positioned himself over my head and pushed his cock between my lips as my head drooped over the edge of the bed. The third found my pussy and I felt the head of his cock work it's way into me. Three at a time now. They were all pretty coarse. The guy was really humping into my pussy with vigor. My loins were getting stiff and I could feel an orgasm building. The guy in my mouth was fucking me lake the guy in my pussy. In and out. In that position, my throat was wide open and he was forcing his cock deep into my throat. I sucked and swallowed to keep pace, but it was difficult. The tattoo guy kept humping my tits and pinching the nipples. He was going furiously until he began to stiffen and then I felt the hot liquid run up between my tits and pool at my neck. He slid more easily along the cum lubricated valley between my tits now and kept jerking as his cum continued to dribble out on me. The guy at my mouth also began to quicken his pace as his cock became rock hard. One spurt, then another and another. My mouth filled and some leaked out to drip up my cheek and into my hairline since my head was upside down over the bed. Just as he finished, the third guy exploded into my pussy, filling my tummy with that familiar warmth that comes from that maleness inside me. The two new guys withdrew, but the big guy was not yet finished. He turned me over and slapped my buttocks hard and screamed at me. "OK you little bitch, lift your tight little ass up for me now. Two more slaps across my ass and I could feel his semi hard and cum lubricated cock pressed against my asshole. He pushed it through the opening and began to slowly stroke in and out as his cock hardened again. He was fucking me hard in the ass now and slapping me every few strokes. "Yea, bitch, fuck my cock, take it in your hot tight ass!", he bellowed out as he fucked me. I reached up and wiped the cum off of my face and then off my neck, where it had dripped down. I could feel it ooze out of my pussy and down my legs. He kept fucking. The door opened and another new face appeared, This was another pretty boy. A dark skinned man with a deep tan and rippled muscles. He was naked already, this one was, and he came directly to my face and got down to business. With out a word he picked up his half hard cock and put it to my lips. I opened and took him in. He was another large one. Probably 9 inches or more. Not so large in diameter, but very stiff again. He held my head gently and helped himself to my tongue and mouth, fucking me steadily in the front while "tattoos" fucked me from behind. . Soon tattoos stiffened and squirted a little jism in my ass and fell out, exhausted. He slapped my ass one more time and told me I was a sorry fuck, but I would get another chance later. The guy in my mouth maneuvered me on to my back and gave it to me like the other guy had, in my face while I was on my back, leaning off the bed. He pulled and pinched my breasts while he humped into my mouth and reached into my pussy to tickle my clit. I came as his fingers skillfully manipulated my clit and the sensation of his huge cock in my mouth overcame me. Then I felt another cock pressing my pussy. It was the first guy, the gentle one with the huge cock. I guess there were six in all then. He proceeded to fuck my sopping pussy. I guess I had been doing this for several hours now. There was no window, so I didn't know if it was night or day. It was hot in there. I was dripping sweat and the men on me were dripping as well. The sweat mixed with the dry cum on me, giving my skin a slick, slippery sheen. They came too , mixing their juices with the others. The guy in my mouth broke all the records when he came. He must have been on steroids. His cum was thick and in volume. I counted six spasms, each as large as the other. I had to swallow hard each time. He was a male machine, a sinewy lump of muscle and cum. He turned me on. I was hoping he would fuck me straight up. I was certain I would get the chance. Then the nice guy shot his load into my pussy and proceeded to withdraw, finishing up by slapping his hardness against my clit a few times. I had been asleep for some time. I awoke to some noise in the room and noticed two of the guys sitting across from the bed watching a third guy fucking the other girl doggie style while they ate some donuts and drank coffee. One of them turned around and saw me looking. He pointed at me and wiggled his finger to come to him. I got off the bed and approached him and he slipped the finger into my pussy, pulling me closer to him that way. I felt completely at the mercy of these men. He leered at me and told me I needed to help my friend, who he identified as Denise. "Get down under and suck on her you little twat." I maneuvered myself under her and saw her nipples hanging in my face. I licked one lightly and slid further under. Her pussy was full of cock and the juices were collected all over her lips surrounding her clit. I didn't like it, but I slipped my tongue into her slit and found her clit. I licked and flicked at it and I felt her twitch at my assault. His balls were swinging into my forehead and my nose was covered with her and her previous partner's juices. I was not comfortable with this, and neither was she. I felt her mouth close onto my pussy and from the feel, it was being pushed there by someone. I reached up and lightly stroked her nipples to send a gentle message. She moaned a little and sucked on my clit. I was getting aroused by it, then the guy in her pulled his cock out and squirted his cum all over my face and along her slit. I could hear him slap her on the ass cheek and told her to get up. I also stood, the cum dripping down my face. The "nice" fella came into the room and laughing, told us both to hop in the shower, motioning to the bathroom. We quickly complied before he could change his mind. The water felt wonderful as it washed away the sweat, dried and fresh cum, and the tension. I tried to talk to the other girl, but she would not answer. I wondered what was up with her. She seemed to be terrified. I wasn't anymore. I guess I had just come to realize I was a sex utensil for men. I was a submissive. I enjoyed having my sexual life directed by others. There were different types of men. Kind men, gentle men, rude men and forceful men. I was beginning to see that humans were, after all, animals. The human kingdom consisted of dominant males and submissive females. Time and civilization had changed much. Women and men were equal under the law and in the workplace, but in a primordial sense, males were dominant and females submissive. Sexually, humans were subconsciously in that primordial stage and a real woman wanted a real man to dominate her. I was merely reacting to my primordial senses. The dominant men were often the crudest types, but, like me, reacting to instinct. When these types of men came in contact with women like me a match was made and the sex flowed. I was the tool, they were the manipulators. Together we interacted in a primitive sexual way. Male over female. Why shouldn't I enjoy it? This other girl never made that connection and she would probably suffer as a result. I was strong, primitive, woman! I would not only survive, but flourish. I was given the gifts to attract these males and I should be happy for that, I knew my role. "Tattoo" came in on me, interrupting my thoughts. He grinned at me and took the soap out of my hand. He entered the shower stall and began to laugh as he ran the bar over my body and search my body out. I gave in to him. moaning softly as he explored my breasts and my waist. I could feel his hard member against the cheek of my ass as the warm water tumbled over me. His hand slipped up between my breasts and his other arm locked onto my waist. His hard cockhead found my soap slicked crack and rested against my asshole. He was the most animalistic of the group. He wanted me in the rear again and pressed as he laughed. "Cmon now you little slut, open for it. You know you need a good ass fucking don't you?" he said. Then he pinched my nipple hard and screamed, "DON'T YOU?" I said yes and he insisted I beg him. I tried to relax and asked him several times to fuck me. Fuck me in the ass. He laughed again as he pressed harder. I felt the head pop in and then the shaft begin to slide in further, lubricated by the soapy film on my body. He held me tight and pressed until he was in and I felt his hairy bush against my skin. Then he pulled out, then in again and out and he began humping me like a wild beast. Grabbing my tits, squeezing my waist and slamming his balls against my wet skin. The noise attracted others and soon the other 5 were standing there, watching him ravage me in the ass. He finally tightened and thrust one more deep thrust into me, shooting his load into my anus. I felt the warm liquid in me and felt his hardness subside as he dribbled out of my ass. I felt used now and the liquid oozed from my ass, mixing with the water and down the drain. I stared at the onlookers, who were joking among themselves. One told me time to join the party again, so I stepped out and into their groping hands again. All the attention was on me now and they seemed to be all charged up for some more fun. I was not full of energy anymore and began to think of ways out of this. But I wasn't given much time to think. I was dragged to the bed again. The pretty boy with the big cock held me around the waist and pulled me down on his lap.. He held his cock straight up and maneuvered my ass over his cockhead. I felt a coldness as he contacted me. His cock was slick with a lubricant. Without much effort, I felt the head slip through my entrance and he pulled me down slowly onto his very large cock. I could feel him fill my hole and he pulled back on me. One of the others approached me and offered me his cock. I began to suck and he became hard. he then withdrew and pushed my shoulders back. I fell back on the man in my ass and I knew I was about to get a double penetration. The guy to my front lined his hard cock up and watched my face as he slid the rounded cockhead through my slit and began to pump in and out in ever-deepening thrusts. I could feel both cocks inside me, almost touching and filling my lower body with cock. Then Mr. nice guy came round the bed and held his cock out for my mouth. I began to suck, as I had before and he smiled as I felt his cock slide in and out of my mouth. This went on for a while. I was saturated with cock at this point. They all came in me, almost as a group. I could tell they were wearing out though. The quantities of cum were slipping off and they were less enthusiastic, almost bored. They all left me alone for a while. As one left the room, I could see it was dark out....Let me see, Saturday night now. Maybe the end was near. I just wished the muscular guy with the big cock would fuck me one more time. he was still the biggest turn-on and in the ass was not what I preferred. As I guessed, I got my wish. I was awoken from my sleep by a hand moving over my body. It was him. I awoke and he motioned me to be quiet, then he held me tight and pushed my hands up over my head. He tied a wrist to each bed post and then tied a leg to each foot rail. I was stretched out helpless in front of him. I looked at him and began to ooze lubricant in my crotch. He was animal - he was man. He was going to take me and fuck me hard, like he wanted to, and I was ready for it. . And that's what he did. He mounted me, like a dog mounting a bitch in heat. His large cock entered my pussy and he began to pump. He was doing a pushup over me and his muscles glistened and beaded with sweat as he pumped his cock deep into me in long strokes and violent thrusts deep into my loins. My head waved back and forth and I moaned with pleasure as he looked sternly into my face and pumped his mighty hips. I was being fucked, really fucked by this big lump of sinew and man juice. His balls slapped against my crotch and I could hear wet, sucking sounds from his big cock slurping in and out of my sopping pussy. It didn't take long enough. An orgasm gripped my body and I tightened against my restraints as my body convulsed. I felt the sweat ooze from my pores as it swept over me. He did not even change his pace. He lowered his body some and ran his forearms under my shoulders. His body, sweaty and slick, ran across mine. His skin rubbing across my hard erect nipples as he continued to ram his rod into my pussy. I almost passed out from the orgasm, and then began to feel a second grow as his thrusts continued, long, hard, fast, hard!. He was fucking me hard and continuously for , how long? Ten minutes, Twenty? More? Finally I sensed his tempo change. His body tightened. His face distorted, he groaned as his cock let loose a stream of hot semen deep into my belly. He shoved it all the way in and shook as his orgasm seized his body and mine seized mine. We moaned and gasped in unison and he collapsed on me. We lay there several moments without speaking, without moving. He got off of me after a while and sat next to me. He placed a hand on my breast and lightly pinched my nipple. "You are an excellent fuck bitch." "We will put you back soon, but I can tell you need more of me, don't you?" I looked at him and nodded. "Speak up bitch", "Tell me" I verbalized it. "Yes, I need more of you." I replied. He glared at me. "Yes, as I thought, you are a fuck machine and I am the tool." "You will feel my cock again." He arose and left. I was allowed to shower, then I was hooded and put back in the car. We drove for a long time and we stopped. I was led out on the street and pushed into another car. I was unhooded and I saw I was in my own car, and it was dark. "Your home is straight ahead here." That was all the "nice guy" said. I drove away, collecting my thoughts. I had fucked more in the last day or so than I had in most years of my life. Some was not enjoyable, but most was, I knew now that I was addicted to sex, but preferred to choose my partners. One of my preferences had taken me this afternoon, the pretty boy with the big cock and the animal instincts. I was back in time for work. Roger understood that I had a limit with interfering with my normal work life. He always knew exactly what I would do. I was a little whore and he knew how to train someone like me. Well, my big problem now was getting into my apartment nude without being seen. It was 9PM and I was almost late for work. Part X: With This Collar..... I cannot explain now the way I felt after being totally controlled and fucked by a group of men for a weekend. It was total immersion in sex and I had actually enjoyed it. No, not all of it was fun, but I was never really scared. I knew Roger was connected to this and he would not let anything happen to me. Nonetheless, I just was not ready for some of the things that were done to me and I didn't feel comfortable fucking strangers....but then there was that sex machine that had fucked me so good before I left. I wanted more of him and I had an inner feeling that I would have to pay something to get some more of him. He was pure sex. So was Roger, but this guy didn't even have a name. He just stared deep into my eyes and fucked; like I imagined an animal might fuck. Heartless, and with no other purpose but to cum in my belly and fill me with his juices. The thought of him made my lips spread and my vagina moisten. The memory of his cold eyes and his hard cock fucking me kept wandering through my mind. The sound of a clock sounding brought me to. I was in the shower and the warm water coursed over my shoulders and down my chest, running in rivulets between my swollen breasts. My finger was up my vagina and the rubbing on my clit was arousing, despite the soreness of my overused pussy. Jesus! it was a quarter to 10 and I was supposed to be at The Leopard at 10. The Leopard was one of the best strip joints in town and I had been waiting almost a year to get in. Then last week I got a call from the manager and I was in. Now that I think of it, I wonder if Roger had anything to do with it. His friend had seen me at the DejaVu a couple weeks back when I was filling in for another girl. Well, it didn't really matter now. I grabbed a towel and ran it over my body, grabbed my outfit bag, threw on a T and some cutoffs and ran out the door. On the way, my mind drifted to that guy again. I guess I should give him a name.....hmmmmm, Rod? Hunk?....Rod, yes that would be fine...I though of Rod, fucking me, staring at me and pushing his big cock into my slit, watching his shaft slide in and out of me while he manhandled my tits and dug his strong hands into my hips and my ass. I recovered from that thought as I screeched into the Leopard parking lot about 5 minutes late. When I got inside I quickly got to a dressing table and stripped in front of a mirror. There were four or five other girls in the dressing room chatting about this and that and I had a light conversation with a couple. I noticed a narrow window behind me and could see several faces staring into the dressing room. What a cute touch, one of the girls told me they allowed customers to "peek",. for a price of course. I felt just a little bit more naked knowing there were several sets of eyes on me. I looked at myself in the mirror and liked what I saw. My tits were full and uplift. My tan accentuated the curvature of my breasts and made my dark nipples stand out against the white flesh surrounding them. A sprinkle of freckles on my chest drew attention to the deep cleavage. My tight stomach and the light cut of my arm and leg muscles gave my body the healthy look I liked and my round, tanned buttocks were tight and smooth. I would be one of the best lookers on the runway tonight and I would like it. Not just for the tips that would roll in, but because I liked the feeling that comes with being wanted, of being an object of sex. I was confident that I was a pleaser and any man would like what he got, if he could just get me. I slid a black G up over my clean pussy, feeling the string slid up through the crack of my ass and the elastic band bite into my hip. I pulled the matching triangles of cloth over my head and adjusted them over my nipples, feeling the elastic cut into my midriff. I slipped on a tight halter, tied in the front so my tits would pour out the top and my nipples would swell through the material. Then I stepped into my short cutoffs, ready for my first performance. I went through the door, down a short hallway and was behind the curtain as the last act was ending. The stage manager was standing there, it was a black woman, tall, with powerful muscles. She turned to me and reached back for my ass and pulled me close to her. She couldn't help but see the shock on my face....it was Dawn! She held me close to her and put her face close to mine and snarled .."You're a little late baby.' 'I don't like it when one of my girls is late.' 'You're gonna have to pay me for that a little later, now aren't you honey?" I wasn't sure what to say. Was it Roger who got me this job, or Dawn, or both? "Yes Mistress", blurted out of my mouth. My heart raced as I considered the possibility of her tying me and using me again. She was cruel and I just didn't think she liked me. She patted my ass lightly and told me to do well tonight and she would consider "going easy" on me. I wasn't sure what she meant, but as I stepped out into the bright lights, I put it behind me. There was a sea of horny man stuff to please in front of me. The music was hot, the lights were hot and I was getting hot as I let the music swing my body as I moved up and down the runway. There were a couple of cute guys in the front row at the end of the runway. Perfect! I crouched down and reached out the end of my halter knot. The guy took it and I could feel my breasts bounce up against the thin material of my bikini top as the knot released. I could see the eyes droop to my chest as I turned away and let him pull the halter off my shoulders. I made my way back up the ramp and bent at the waist as I slid the tight jeans down over my smooth tanned buttocks. Peeking between my legs, I could see the crowd stare at my round ass. Each of them wanting to mount me from behind, each wanting to release their seed in me. Standing, I went back down the ramp, watching them as they stared in desperation to see the little knobs that were pressing through the thin fabric covering my nipples. They didn't need to wait long, I stripped those last little covers off and felt the cooling breeze from the stage fan blow across my nakedness as I wheeled and bounced on the stage. Grabbing the pole and running my crotch along its cold surface, feeling it's hardness between my breasts. Watching the eyes stare,, the mouths water. I wanted to fuck them all, one after another. I was such a slut , such a whore. I loved it! As I slipped back into the dressing room, Dawn was there, waiting for me. "Good job up there you little bitch." I wasn't sure how to respond to that. I knew I did well, I was into it. They could sense my womanhood, I could feel my crotch, swollen and wet. Dawn sensed it too. "Come here baby." She motioned me to the dressing table and reached out with a hand and grabbed my nipple hard, pulling me to her and motioning me to sit on the table. She stood in front of me, forcing my knees apart. I couldn't resist her for some reason. Part was fear that she would release my past to all my known friends and relatives, but most was a feeling inside that she needed to be obeyed, that she was in charge of my sexuality. I thought of resisting, but my physical being immediately obeyed her every command. I looked at her as she slid her finger along my slit and pushed it in to her first knuckle, wiggling a little and smiling. "Like that, don't you you little bitch." She said as she squeezed on my nipple a little harder. Pain and pleasure, she was always pain and pleasure. "Yes Mistress, it is wonderful" I replied, wondering if it was really my voice that spoke the words. "Good, I think you'll do well here then'. 'Now I want you to go entertain our guests in the audience and do a good job.' 'If I like your work, I may let you suck on my pussy later on." Then she walked out. I noticed a few eyes staring from the viewing slot. I was naked, with my pussy gaping open and wet. I regained my composure, slipped on my cutoffs and halter and went down to the waitress station. Time to do the crowd. I had never done lap dances before, although I had seen it a million times. The only thing that worried me was how to control myself. I imagine the men felt like exploding, not being able to touch, but I imagined I would feel the same way. I didn't have to wait long. I didn't get ten feet into the crowd before a $20 bill dragged across my stomach, the standard tip for a lap dance. He was a middle aged guy, kinda burly, with slightly smelly breath. I straddled his legs and rubbed my ass on his lap as I rested my arms on his shoulders and moved my cleavage in until I could feel his breath on my chest. He was getting tight, nervous and I could feel his cock pushing against his trousers. I felt another bill in my waist band, so I stood up and took off my cutoffs.. I turned and sat on his lap, feeling his hard cock bulge against my ass. I took his hand and guided it to my halter tie. He grabbed my breast and I felt my tits begin to ache. But that was a no no, so I slapped his hand and pulled it away. He yanked on the tie and I felt my tits break free. I turned around and put them up to his face so he could see my firmness and gawk at my erect nipples. He was hot, and so was I. I coulda fucked him, but not tonight, time to move on. I lapped five guys without having to serve a single drink. Yep, I was a hit. I had been at work for about an hour and already had about $200. I could see that I was going to pick up over a thousand that night, and I was loving it too. It was nearly 4 AM by the time the club closed up. The last of the customers found their way out into the lonely pre-dawn dampness and I packed up my things in the dressing room and headed for the door. As I got to my car I heard footsteps behind me. It was Dawn again. She was in her leather outfit, Tight miniskirt. Leather vest with a bare middle. Carrying her little whip/dildo. "You did good honey.", she said, as she stepped up close. "I can tell you like men, you know that?" "I know you like women too though." You just plain old like sex, any way it comes, because you're a little fuck whore." She said with a big smile..."And that's why I like you so much." I didn't know how to reply again...."Is there anything I can do for you mistress?" I blurted out, a bit nervously. "Go home now my little cunt.' Get yourself some sleep, then do a little surfing tomorrow....I mean the Cyber type." "And never, I mean never ever go for more than 12 hours without checking your e-mail again." "This exercise was just child's play.' 'If it happens again, I may have to get personally involved in straightening your attitude out." "Understand?" she said, as she ran her whip-dildo up my leg to my crotch while she looked menacingly into my eyes. "Yes mistress, I understand." I replied as I backed away and got in my car. "Oh, you owe me a red ass for taking your Ben Wa out before I told you to. I will take my punishment out on you soon little bitch." I just looked at her, then shut the car door. It took only a short time to get home without traffic. I entered my apartment to find I was not to be left alone for the evening. There was a man sitting on my sofa, his back to me, his attention on the television. I approached him slowly, looking for signs of anyone else. The TV had an erotic movie playing. Two men were having sex with a woman and the music was playing that repetitive rock sound similar to most x-movies. I said "Who are you?" For a reply, my visitor arose. It was Roger. "Hey Tawny!" "I haven't seen you for a few days, so I thought I'd stop in." "Working hard?" He asked. I replied, "Yes, I just started a new club....." He cut me off ..... "I know everything about you Tawny." 'More than you know I know." "Oh do you now?", I said, somewhat teasingly His look got stern. "Yes, I do" "For example, I know you have been dreaming of a certain man fucking you with his big cock., haven't you Tawny?" My mind raced, How could he know what I was thinking? I had just been thinking of "Rod" as I came up to the door. "No No I haven't" I lied. "What do you think I am anyway?" I almost wished I could reach out and bring those words back. "Tawny, don't lie to me." "You are my little fuck slave, that's what, Tawny." "I Think you need to have me tell you how, where and when to fuck and suck and please anyone I think you need to please." "I think you need to address me as Sir at all times Tawny" "Now, come here" "Come Close to me" I approached him and he placed his hand on my breast, sliding his fingers along the edge of my halter and to the tie in front. He pulled and my breasts fell out to his touch. He tightly pinched my nipple in his fingers and squeezed one, good and hard. My breast swelled to the touch revealing my inner lust. "Now tell me about what you think about Tawny, this time the truth." "I, I think about one of the men who used me over the weekend." "One with a cold stare and a large cock." "I keep seeing his stare and his cock sliding in and out of me." "In and out of you....Sir" His hand moved to my nipple and pulled hard. "In and out of your what Tawny?" "Your cunt, isn't that what you mean Tawny?" "If that's what you mean, say it." He said, as he pinched my other nipple hard. My breasts reacted again, swelling, getting hot, my nipples hardening. He could see it. "You are a horny little cunt Tawny, I could see that from the beginning." "You just like the fuck, don't you?" "You are a woman made to be fucked." "And I'm the man to see to it you get what you need." "Now, what is it you were thinking about?" I felt helpless in front of Roger. He knew exactly what I was thinking. "I was thinking of a man with a big cock fucking me in the cunt Sir." "Better, my little cock sucker." "Come here and take my cock now." He placed his hand on my head and guided me to his crotch. I unsnapped him and lowered his shorts as his half-hard cock fell out of his pants and danced in front of my lips. I opened my mouth and began to suck him, feeling his cock grow in my mouth and fill my cavity with warm throbbing manhood. He held my head firmly and thrust his hard cock in and out of my mouth, forcing it down my throat, withdrawing and thrusting, in and out, in and out. He kept thrusting hard and holding my head hard. His legs tensed and I could sense his orgasm forming after her kept thrusting into me for 5 - 10 minutes, who knows. "Good little whore." "Suck it you little bitch." "Suck my cock baby, suck it good, suck down all that nice cum I've got for you my little slut." He was turning me on madly with his dirty talk and the vigor of his thrusts, the hardness of his cock, his authoritarian way. I was Roger's sex toy and his cum was mine always. His thrusts became erratic and he began to jerk uncontrollably as his sperm began to cascade into my throat. I swallowed and swallowed, but good old Roger kept pumping and cumming in my mouth. Sperm dribbled down my chin and onto my chest between my breasts. Roger pushed me back onto the edge of the sofa and squeezed my tits together around his shaft. He began to stroke in and out of my cum soaked breasts and run his long cock up over my slick chin. I opened for him and he thrust his head into my mouth at the end of each thrust. He grabbed my breasts roughly and continued to fuck them with long strokes. His face grimaced as he hard fucked my tits . After some time he became stiff again and grunted as another orgasm pumped sperm through his cock and out onto my chest and onto my chin, lips, in my mouth, up over my cheek and into my left eye. His cum squirted all over my face as I struggled to open wide and catch it all in my mouth. Then he grabbed me tight by the neck and turned me around. He reached around to my face, wiped it with his hand and ran his fingers into my mouth. "Suck my cum off, bitch, suck it all off." He leered as he ran his fingers over my cum soaked face and into my sucking mouth. Then he began to fuck me from behind, holding me tight around the throat and fucking me with long hard strokes. His cock felt wonderful in my cunt. It was still hard and I could feel the long 8 inches on his mushroom topped head slide in and out, pulling my wetness out with it and wetting my inner legs. I absolutely could not move and he would alternately squeeze until I could not breathe and then let me go, so he could hear my gasps in between my pants as my orgasm rose within me. I was about to explode when he suddenly stopped. He stood me up and pushed me back against the wall, holding me there with his strong arm. "Tawny, you like me to fuck you don't you." "Yes I do, Sir." I said, wondering what was going to happen next. Roger reached down to the table and pulled up a big black dog collar. "A bitch needs a collar, doesn't she?" He said, as he slipped it around my neck and tightened it almost to the point of choking. "This you will wear always while in my house, or here. Everywhere except public places, unless I tell you to." "You understand that, right?" "Yes Sir, I understand." He then grabbed the ring on the collar and led me over to my bed. He lay me on it, on my back and ran a chain through the ring and up to each bed stead. He fastened the chains to the bed, immobilizing my upper torso. Then he strapped each leg to a bed leg, so I was stretched out on the bed, save for my arms. My pussy was completely exposed and he stuffed two pillows under my ass to elevate my pussy more. Then he got out his cellular phone and dialed. A few muffled words, then he went to the door. There was a knock and the door opened and closed. Roger came back in, looked at me and smiled, then reached down and picked up a video camera out of his bag. "Smile my little cunt." "I just know you're gonna like this picture." I looked at the video camera and got nervous. I didn't want myself on film for god's sake. Then my attention was distracted to another form at the doorway. It was a man, completely naked. It was Rod............ I can't explain the feelings that rushed over me as I saw him. His cock, huge, half hard, hanging there. The cold stare in his face. He moved his hand down to his cock and began to stroke it. It grew, it grew huge. 10, maybe 12 inches, hard, thick, pulsing, the head looking like a ripe plumb. The slit open, the precum dripping. His muscles rippling, his chest bulging, hairy. He approached me like an animal might. Looking at me. As he kneeled on the bed Roger adjusted the camera and the lights came on bright and hot on my body. The camera blinked as it recorded the scene on videotape for an unknown audience. Rod half smiled down at me as he aimed his meat at my pussy and ran the head up and down my slit, wetting it and his head. His precum mixed with my own juices to make a slippery film on my smooth pussy. He aimed and popped his head in an inch, rocking back and forth, fucking me with an inch of his cock. My senses reeled as I saw Roger zooming in on my cunt, the big cock in it, the heat of the lights, the orgasm already growing in me. Rod held my thighs hard inn his iron grasp. I kept my arms back over my head and looked at Rod's face as he stared at me menacingly. He was on his knees and his cock was bent down to intercept my cunt. Two inches sliding in now. He was making me crazy. My pussy convulsed and my body stiffened as an orgasm washed over me. Rod just fucked and held me. Three inches now. His pace increased to a steady 70 thrusts a minute. His cock very hard and his arms tight. Sweat began to form on his forehead and my body was soaked as he forced 4 inches into my wet cunt. He fucked me and fucked me. I had another orgasm. The camera blinked, The cock went in another inch, the pace remained steady. Six inches now, like a "normal" human fucking me. But Rod was no normal human. He grunted and reached up to pin my arms over my head, then he thrust his legs out from under him and assumed a pushup position over me. He stared at me coldly as he pushed the rest of his powerful cock into my cunt. I felt his hair press against my smooth lips as my orgasm squeezed his shaft in its tight sheath. He pulled his cock out to one inch, then pushed it in. Out, in, out, in. He built up the pace to 10, 20, 30, 40 strokes a minute. All the way out, all the way in, over and over. Another orgasm. I had to scream that time. How many was it, five? This animal fucked me like I never thought possible. He fucked, stroked, sweat, rammed my cunt over and over. I could not move, I just moaned as he fucked me like a machine. Roger, I lost him in the haze, no there he was, still filming. Rod's body tightened. His muscles bulged, he pinned my arms so tight I was afraid he would break them. He groaned loudly and his cock stiffened as he rammed hard into me. The cum filled my cunt and squirted out along the shaft and out on my cunt lips. He pulled out a little then rammed back in. A groan and another rush of hot jism deep inside me. I had another orgasm, I got faint, then I must have passed out. -- 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> /