Message-ID: <25277asstr$963569405@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: Steven Bockman X-Original-Message-ID: <8kkr7r$leh$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Thu Jul 13 16:37:17 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Satan's Sex Slave Ch. 3 {4/6} (mast, MMf, anal, yng, nc, inc, ff) Date: Fri, 14 Jul 2000 06:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, gill-bates, dennyw, english WARNING: Explicit sexual material below; do not read if it's illegal for you to view adult content where you live. The following is a work of fiction; any similarities between actual persons and/or events is entirely coincidental. And finally, the author does not condone the acts portrayed in this story. As a work of fantasy, it may be interesting to read, but if he were to find it in a newspaper he would be sickened and appalled. ** Author's Note: Full permission is granted for this story to be distributed, as long as the text is unmodified, the above warning remains, and my e-mail address (S_Bockman@Hotmail.com) appears somewhere in the document. ** visit my site at: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/The_Lazy_Cup/www for more stories! ** Satan's Sex Slave the third tale from the lazy cup by S. Bockman Chapter Three: Daddy's Dick (Part 4/6) (masturbation, MMf, ff, anal, incest, non-consensual) This turned him on even more. It was a scene straight from a porn movie or one of the raunchy low- budget magazines he published every couple months for his selective clientele. And although he'd had many amazing sexual encounters in his thirty-five years, he'd never had one so unexpectedly, so fully. He grabbed her by the waist and continued pressing his tongue down her throat. She took it in easily. I bet she sucks cock like a pro, he thought. He stood, carrying her body with him as he did, and placed her ass on the edge of the card table, all the while enjoying her passionate kiss. Her hands went straight for the belt of his pants and frantically undid them. She was almost as excited as she'd been earlier at the church! She had to be fucked, and soon. Paul had come around the table to watch, and she could see him out of the corner of her eye unzipping his own pants. Unsurprisingly Monica was right next to him, eyes still downcast, but she was pulling off her pants as well. Dirk pushed her away from him by her tits until she was lying back on the table, staring up at him with excited eyes. He said to her breathlessly, "You're gonna be a great fuck... you a virgin?" She shook her head while she began playing with her tits. "I didn't think so." He dropped his pants and stepped out of them, revealing a long hard cock pointed straight for her spread legs. "Do you like pain?" he asked. She nodded, unable to speak for her excitement. She was about to come already, without so much as a finger in her snatch. "You're gonna make a lotta cash, then," Dirk said. "Paul, come help me with this one. You too, Mon." Jodie gasped in quivering pleasure as she felt Paul's big hands grab her wrists and pull them away from her tits. Monica was standing next to him, looking down at her body. She was completely blown out by now. "Oh!" Jodie gasped. She trembled through her first orgasm of the night then, her mind clouding over for a moment as she did. Paul was pulling her arms back parallel to her body and staring down into her young face which was framed by her red hair. "Monica, lick her tit and don't be gentle," Dirk commanded hastily. He grabbed Jodie's ankles and looked over at Paul. "Do whatever you want, man!" he offered. Jodie felt like an object, a sexual toy for these depraved people. And she loved it. Her life was heading in the exact direction she'd wanted since she'd made her pact with the Devil, and silently she thanked him for it. She'd be making money soon, her "enemies" were almost taken care of, and more than that... she was getting fucked on a regular basis. Dirk pushed her legs back as far as he could, so quickly it sent shock waves of pain up Jodie's body. Her knees were almost touching the table right next to her tits, and she could feel Dirk's cock positioning itself at the entranceway to her warm little hole. She was dripping wet and panting in anticipation. Meanwhile Monica had begun sucking on her left breast, cupping it fully in her hands. Her long brown hair tickled Jodie's flesh as she began to gently play with her nipple with her tongue. Paul had placed both of Jodie's wrists into one of his large hands and was using his free one to begin kneading her other tit rather roughly. "Yes, yes, yes!" she panted in unison with Dirk's heavy breathing. His cockhead had finally been pressed into her hole, which gladly took it in and began squeezing it. She was staring up into Paul's eyes, which were lewdly roaming her body. She could feel another orgasm beginning to quake her body. "Fucking tramp," Dirk heaved, pressing more of his meat into the young teen, "fucking whore... ungh... they'll like it better if you don't... uh, if you don't act so much like you like it... like you..." Jodie understood, despite Dirk's incoherent speech. He wanted her to feign fright. In a heartbeat her expression changed from one of excited desire to utter terror. She delved deep into her brain, digging up memories of when she'd been a "normal" girl, and used them to help her pretend. The old Jodie, she knew, would act quite a bit different in this situation. "Please stop," she said softly, eyes welling with tears. "Oh God, oh God... please! Don't hurt me!" Dirk was amazed. This girl is good, he thought. In one sudden thrust he slid the rest of his dick into her shaking pussy, and the teen responded by crying out in pain and fear. He couldn't even tell if she was pretending. Paul was suddenly more in his element as the head-strong girl went from enjoying this type of fuck to fearing it. In one fluid motion he slammed his weight down on his left shoulder, smashing her arms which he was holding into the table and bringing a scream of pain from Jodie. At the same time he pulled harshly on the tit he'd been rolling around a second before, and began twisting it around, enjoying the look of torment in the girl's eyes. Monica continued licking Jodie's nipple with her tongue, still gently. In the pit of her stomach she was feeling sick. She didn't know anything about this girl, but she was sure by the time she left she'd regret ever having come. Therefore, she reasoned, if she could give the red-head at least some gentle pleasure, she would. Jodie kept up the act of pain and terror, secretly enjoying it. She could see the new look in Paul's eyes as he increased his efforts to hurt her. This pleased her. She could tell Paul was used to such things, so she gave him what he wanted-screams of pain, tears of terror. Inside, though, she shivered through another intense orgasm as Dirk's cock sliced in and out of her dripping cunt. Finally Dirk could take it no longer. He slammed into the young teen one final time, then pushed her legs back even further until he was convinced the girl's screams were real. And then he let loose with the semen which had been welling up inside his balls and sprayed his hot cum deep inside her trembling twat. After he was spent Dirk let go of her ankles and stepped back, his body shaking from the intense fuck. He gazed lazily at Jodie's face, which was streaked with tears, and smiled. Either she had had a change of heart, or the girl was a really good actress. He didn't really care which, although the latter would mean some serious cash for him soon. "Your turn," he panted, standing off to the side and offering Paul the young girl's body. Jodie saw the look of anticipation in the large man's face as he let go of her arms and went around to where Dirk had been standing. Her legs were sore and still spread wide, and she made no effort to move her arms again, either. She concentrated on keeping up her 'poor little girl' act. "Please, sir, don't, please...," she panted, giving Paul a pitiful look of anguish. He ignored her. Reaching forward he grabbed the girl by her tits and pulled her limp body forward, relishing the look of sudden pain in the girl's wide- eyes. He growled at her incoherently, then grabbed her by the waist and away from Monica's continued licking. He turned her over and pressed her back onto the unsteady card-table, which was threatening to collapse. With her wrists now clenched together behind her back by Paul's right hand, she felt as the large man spread her legs apart with his legs. "You 'bout to get fucked hard, girl," he hissed. "Fucked up your back-door. Little slut like you oughtta get off on this!" She begged him through feigned tears to stop as his cock began to press against her other hole. She hadn't seen it, but could immediately tell his dick was massive. Worst of all, though, he wasn't using any kind of lubrication. This may actually hurt, the teen witch thought. She struggled to keep from smiling. Meanwhile Dirk had moved around in front of her. He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head up off the table, and stared at her, searching her eyes for some kind of truth. Was he raping someone? He didn't care either way, but he wanted to know. "Still wanna be my whore?" Without falling out of character Jodie managed to nod her head. This was met with a swift slap in the face. "Bitch!" Dirk yelled. He slapped her again. "I asked you a question!" "Yes!" she screamed, sobbing as she did. Paul was beginning to press his massive organ into her behind, making it hard for her to speak. Dirk continued staring at her for a long moment, then she heard him say to Monica, "Take off the rest of your clothes and get your ass over here." Just then Jodie's eyes went wide as her sphincter muscle finally relented. In the span of a second it increased its size to allow the foreign object a chance to penetrate her, and allowed Paul's cock to begin sliding its way inside. It was an incredible sensation. He stomach knotted up and suddenly felt full, while at the same time her ass struggled to force it out. She bucked her ass back at the fat bodyguard as if struggling to free herself, but in actuality grinding her moist cum-soaked cunt against the table's edge dragging her tits back and forth along it surface. A moment later Dirk pulled back on her hair again so that her head faced forward. Monica was standing in front of her, gazing at her with stoned sympathetic eyes. Fucking spick, Jodie thought. "You're gonna eat her out," Dirk instructed her. "Make her cum, or there's no deal here." Just as Jodie was beginning to wonder how she could manage to eat the other teen's pussy, Dirk let go of her hair and picked Monica up. A second later she was placed on the table in front of her, legs spread wide. They were thin legs, creamy brown and quite attractive. Jodie found herself staring into the girl's dry pussy. She struggled to maneuver her head up between the girl's legs. Her tits, mashed as they were against the sticky card table surface, gave her an extra couple of inches when she did this so that now her jaw rested at the base of the Mexican girl's slit. Jodie inhaled the aroma of the female twat, then extended her tongue towards the black-fuzzed pussy. Paul watched all this in a frenzied fascination while he ground his hips forward. His hands were clamped tightly around Jodie's hips as he pressed his dick further inside her. He'd never had an ass so tight, and it suddenly dawned on him that the girl had probably never been fucked up the butt before. This made him smile menacingly. He drew back his right hand, took aim, and slapped the teen's soft round ass as hard as he could. Jodie gasped loudly, the wind suddenly knocked out of her. She knew this "terrified little-girl" act was getting the monstrous man behind her off, and this excited her all the more. She didn't mind the pain as she felt him slap her jiggling butt once again then proceeded to press his throbbing meat even further up her behind. Monica was in another world. The sounds, smells, and sights of what was occurring seemed veiled somehow. It wasn't until Jodie began licking at her dry box that she felt herself come back down to earth, back into reality. She placed her hands timidly around Jodie's head, her eyes transfixed on the ramming she was receiving from Paul behind her. She'd gotten it like that once before, too, but it had been from Dirk whose cock wasn't quite as massive. She couldn't imagine what kind of terrible feelings Jodie was experiencing. Her whole body now trembling towards another climax, Jodie increased her suckling at the spick's cunt as it suddenly began to moisten. She flapped her arms at her sides rhythmically to the pounding she was getting, and drove her tongue further up Monica's snatch. She could sense the girl was finally beginning to relax by the way she stroked her hair. It was only a matter of time before she finally came. Dirk was bracing Monica from behind, keeping her in position for Jodie's muff-dive. His attention went back to Paul. The man could be quite brutal, he knew, which is what made him such a good bodyguard. But in this situation he showed no interest in pleasing Jodie at all, only in getting his entire cock up her ass and getting off himself. As Jodie continued slurping at Monica's pussy she finally felt Paul's balls slap against her sopping wet cunt. He was finally entirely inside her. She felt as if she'd been impaled by the man-it seemed quite impossible she should survive such a ramming. But as he wailed down on her ass again with his right hand, her mind suddenly raced and her body quaked as an orgasm claimed her. Monica's breath was coming now in ragged gasps as she closed her eyes and caressed Jodie's hair. The red-head was a good cunt-licker. She'd been eaten out before, but Monica never approached orgasm quite this quickly. She felt as Jodie's tongue slid up and down her dripping slit, press into her hold and swirl around, then make its way back up towards her button. And when it made it, sparks seemed to emanate from where Jodie's juiced-up jaw met her quivering snatch. Paul wasn't going to last much longer, he knew, and he blamed the teen for it. He drew back and slapped her ass again, as if to punish her for making him cum so quickly. This made her sphincter tighten up and squeeze his cock all the more, however, so that he felt that the red-headed slut was purposely milking him. He growled in anger and slapped at the girl's round ass again, and again, and again as he felt the semen begin to boil inside his balls. He pulled out a bit then slammed in remorselessly, over and over, feeling her body weaken with each successive thrust. If her mouth weren't buried in that cunt's snatch, he thought, she'd be screaming for me to stop! This thought made him smile as he buried his dick into her to the hilt, gripped her ass, and snarled aloud as his cock-head finally erupted inside the young teen's virgin ass. It was all Jodie could do to keep from biting down on Monica's juicy quim as she rocked through another orgasm. But then she heard Monica's ragged breathing replaced by a long, low mewl of pleasure, and she knew she was close to completion. Increasing her efforts, delving her tongue further in the girl's warm hole then up her slit to her clit, then down again, she finally felt Monica's hands tighten into her hair and her body quake. With a satisfied certainty she knew the girl had climaxed. With this task completed she went back to enjoying the ass fuck Paul was giving her, but then she felt his hands dig into her ass quite painfully, and heard him began to growl in some sort of savage triumph. She knew what was coming next. And then it happened. Like a fire hydrant released of its cap, his cock sprayed forth an explosion of cum. She felt it swim up her insides, into her bowls, and she gasped and panted her way through an orgasm of her own. But his orgasm didn't seem to subside. Another long jet of sticky cum shot inside her, then another, then nothing... but then one more. She rocked her ass back towards him, feeling his cum already leaking out her anal opening, and came again. Eventually it stopped, and without any ceremony whatsoever, Paul pulled his limpening dick out of her cum-drenched ass, slapped her butt again, and stood back. ** End of Chapter Three part 4 (of 6) ** For the rest of this story please visit my web-site at: www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/The_Lazy_Cup/www/ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+