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 ï>¿Renee the Babysitter Helps at the Party by Alvo Torelli



   Part 1: Renee and the Boys

   "Renee?" the voice on the phone asks. "Oh, hi, is that you Mr. 
Richardson?" Renee answers.  "Did you need me to babysit this weekend?"
"Uh, well, yes, but not exactly.  But I'd really like to hire you for
something a little different, if you're interested.  Did you know it was
the twin's birthday on Friday?" "Oh, yeah, I knew it was coming.  They're
going to be twelve!  I can't believe they're so grown up.  I guess you
won't need me to babysit them much longer, will you?" Renee is honestly sad
about the boys getting too old for babysitting.  The two horny little
devils are her favorite charges. Renee flashes back to that one time she
was babysitting the twins when they were ten and she found an ASSTR porn
story on their dad's computer - a naughty story about a babysitter!  OMG!
She'd had such an amazing fantasy over that - imagining that Jack, their
dad, had left the story for her to find.  She had quite the crush on him
then, and she still did.  It was a crazy, weird fantasy, imagining that
Jack made secret videos of her getting herself off while she read the dirty
story, and then they fucked and there were thousands of people reading all
about it as it happened.  She'd never cum so hard in her life!  Of course
she was only fourteen then, and now, at fifteen, she thinks she knows a lot
more about real sex - unfortunately not at Jack's hands. Not long after
that wonderful night of fantasy, it occurred to Renee that it probably
wasn't Jack who left a porn story for a buxom little fourteen-year-old girl
to find.  Way too risky!  But those two ten-year-olds were already
constantly sniffing around her and trying to sneak peeks down her blouse at
her ample breasts.  It made way more sense that they were the culprits -
the dirty little perverts!  So ever since then she really turned up the
heat; she's been teasing them with her body every chance she gets.  God,
she loves to wear slutty clothes when she babysits them, like super-tight
cutoffs and a loose button-down blouse tied under her tits with her nipples
nearly exposed.  She loves the way they have to hide the boners they get in
their pants and the way they blush when she notices.  As they've gotten
closer to puberty, she's only gotten worse!  She lets them have the
occasional 'accidental' tit-show and she doesn't do anything to dissuade
them if one of them manages to 'accidentally' touch her.  LOL!  She's even
let them oil up her teen body when she's lying around out by their pool in
her skimpy bikini.  OMG!  She loves cock-teasing them!  She knows the two
deviants are both way too scared to do anything for real.  She loves being
the center of their sexual awakening.  She loves frustrating them, making
them horny and getting them as embarrassed as possible.  It's such a
thrill. That one event with the story had also been a different kind of
awakening for Renee.  She realized she loved the way the fathers of her
various charges looked at her when she dressed slutty, especially Jack. 
But the mothers certainly didn't approve!  She had to be careful around the
mothers or she wouldn't get called back.  Thank goodness Jack is single! 
Still... "Uh, Renee?" Jack broke into her thoughts. Oh, sorry Mr. 
Richardson." "So, I'm letting the boys have a birthday party this Friday.
It's a slumber party actually.  And, well, I could really use some help
putting it together and keeping an eye on things.  Could you, ah, help out?
I'd pay you of course." Renee smiles, thinking about the choice of outfits
she might wear to the boys party, imagining teasing them in front of their
friends.  Serve them right, the nasty deviants!  LOL!  "Oh!  Sure, ah,
Jack. Sure, I'd love to help."

   "I think everything's ready, ah, Jack," Renee said.  She still had
trouble calling him Jack instead of Mr.  Richardson, but he'd insisted. 
The food and decorations were all out.  Burgers ready for grilling.  The
video game room was ready.  The pool was clean, the music was cued up, the
house looked great.  Judging by the number of times she caught Jack ogling
her, her outfit was sexy enough.  Everything really was ready.  "So, who
did the boys invite to their party?" "They invited their entire U13 soccer
team!" Jack answered, "But thank god only eight or nine of them could come.
They'll all be here as soon as practice is over - another ten minutes
maybe?" "So this is an all-boy party?" Renee is surprised, and a little
excited.  A whole house of twelve and thirteen year old boys to tease?  Her
naughty cunny clenches at the the thought. "Well, yeah, it's a slumber
party.  I couldn't exactly let them invite any girls.  Especially not with
the way Marty and Ryan hit puberty six months ago." "Uhm, they did?" "Oh
god, don't tell them I told you that - it would mortify them!  But, yeah,
and they've been little terrors ever since.  You have no idea." "Uh, I
might have a little bit of an idea," Renee says with a twinkle in her eye.
Puberty!  Well, that explained a few things that had happened when she was
babysitting them. "Oh look, here they are, earlier than I thought."
Including the twins, Marty and Ryan, ten boys crash noisily into the house,
heading for the food.  But every one of them comes up short at the sight of
Renee in her skin-tight short shorts and bikini top - and nothing else. 
Hey, it's a pool party!  Renee recognizes three more of the boys - Jeff,
Eli Jr and Jayden - from past babysitting jobs.  Whoah, those three have
grown! Renee blushes, remembering the time Jayden's dad, Jamal, came home
early and caught her reading another porn story - a story about a
babysitter who got tricked by two little boys, boys who glued her to their
bed and let her get fucked by their dog!  She'd been so engrossed and
turned on she hadn't heard Jamal return.  She had her skirt up around her
waist and her panties down around her ankles before she realized that she
wasn't alone!  She caught a reflection of Jamal's handsome face and
realized he was secretly watching her frig herself in front of his
computer. He could see everything!  She'd nearly died of mortification on
the spot, but then the level of her arousal had spiked.  Instead of trying
to cover herself, she'd pretended she didn't know he was there and kept on
working herself up to a nice, hard crescendo of passion.  She even moaned
and at one point she said his name, just to see what happened.  LOL!  From
the corner of her eye she could see him stroking his big, black dick - the
only cock she'd ever seen.  She was pretty sure he'd cum, too, but she
couldn't be sure without giving away that she'd seen him.  But her own
orgasm was incredible.  Too bad they never asked her back to babysit Jayden
again. But now Renee has to deal with ten pairs of huge eyes ogling her
flesh.  It thrills her!  She returns their stares, turning from one to
another and soon ten boys are embarrassed and trying to pretend they hadn't
noticed her.  LOL!  Now the party can start.  This is going to be so much
fun! Ninety percent of the food and all the hamburgers are gone in the
first ten minutes.  "Jesus, I forgot how boys like this can eat after
practice!" Jack says.  "Can you hold down the fort while I make a run to
the store?  Maybe you could corral the boys together so the twins could
open their presents.  That'll keep them occupied for a bit." "Sure, ah,
Jack," Renee agrees, but a bit of a shiver runs through her.  How will
these boys behave without an adult present?  OMG!  Don't be a scaredy cat,
gyrl!  She thinks about the present she's been considering giving the twins
for their birthdays, and realizes it will be way easier with Jack out of
the picture for a bit.  "Yeah, Jack - go ahead, don't worry about
anything." "Brave girl," Jack responds with a wry smile. It's great fun to
sashay about the house playing the Pied Piper, using her sexy outfit and
come-hither dark eyes instead of playing a flute to lure the various boys
to come join her out by the pool, promising them they don't want to miss
the twins getting their 'special' birthday present.  In no time all the
boys are gathered around Renee and the twins, who already blush just from
being the center of attention.  Adolescent boys!  LOL!  So cute. First the
twins need to open the present their dad left for them, which turns out to
be a high-end video camera.  Renee thinks it's odd that Jack only got one
present for the two boys, but it was obviously very expensive and they seem
thrilled with it.  It only takes a few seconds to unpack it before it's in
immediate use, documenting their birthday pool party.  The twins don't seem
to mind at all that its Eli Jr who's using the camera. The next present for
the twins is from their whole team, a pair of generous gift certificates
presented by their best friend Darius.  After a round of high fives, Renee
realizes its her turn.  It's now or never!  She's excited at what she wants
to do to the naughty twins, but nervous too.  She runs her fingers through
her long blonde bangs and bites her lip as she gets up her nerve. A hush
falls over the crowd of gangly, awkward boys when Renee steps up.  The
ogling is back in force, but this time she can't seem to find the
confidence to turn it back on the little boys.  Flustered, she needs to
regain control.  She reminds herself how delicious it will be to thoroughly
tease the twins and embarrass them in front of their friends.  Mischievous
confidence floods back into her veins.  LOL!  She can't wait to see them
blush and stammer in front of their friends. Not wanting to waste another
second, Renee grabs the twins by their hands and pulls them in close. 
"Happy Birthday, sexy boys!" she says in a kittenish voice, giving her hot
teen body a sexy wiggle.  Before they can react, she pulls Ryan in to give
him a deep, lip-locked kiss. The hooting and hollering from the other boys
is enthusiastic and sends an electric rush of unexpected magnitude through
Renee's young body.  God she loves teasing little boys!  She presses her
pillowy breasts against Ryan's chest and holds the back of his neck as she
lets all the boys see that she's slipping her tongue into his mouth. 
Cheers erupt and when she presses her bare thigh between his legs she can
feel the hardness and surprising size of his instant erection. But there
are two boys to torment.  Without hesitation, Renee swings around to Marty
and lays a huge kiss on him, too.  It's such a simple plan - give them both
big, warm kisses and nipple rubs to get them aroused, let them put their
hands on the warm, smooth flesh of her bare midriff, then pull away and
leave them breathless, blushing and seriously tented in their shorts!  A
simple plan, but a plan that backfires. The first problem is how much Renee
is affected by the cat calls, whistles and general boisterous enthusiasm of
the other boys.  The excitement of the boys suffuses her with erotic
energy. She drinks it in and lengthens the time she spends kissing Marty
and rubbing her scantily clad body against his skinny form.  She hears
snatches from the other boys in the midst of the hooting, "...  said she
was a slut...", "...  fucking great tits...," and "...  mom won't have her
in the...". The second problem happens as she finally forces herself to
break off tongue-fighting the newly minted twelve-year-old.  She's supposed
to turn her laughing, taunting smile on her audience.  Marty and Ryan
should be blushing beet red, desperately trying to hide the condition of
their young dicks from their teammates.  It will be priceless, and then she
can make a big joke out of it and tell all the other boys they should be as
lucky as her favorite, mortified preteens.  It's a perfect plan.  But the
twins aren't blushing!  She looks incredulously from one to the other. 
They aren't trying to hide the obvious tents in their shorts.  They're both
looking at her with wry, dangerous smiles on their smooth-cheeked but no
longer so innocent looking faces. No!  This isn't going the way it's
supposed to.  She's losing control of the situation.  But she can get it
back on track.  She just needs to embarrass them more deeply, take it to a
higher level, that's all.  That will do it!  In a moment of desperation,
Renee grabs each twin by a hand and places their palms firmly on her large,
buoyant breasts.  Ha!  Does my female flesh burn you, little boys?  "Oh
Marty!  Ryan!  That's so naughty, stop that!" she cries out in an alarmed,
sexy-kitten voice, as if the boys were molesting her in front of their
friends.  That will get them blushing, she's sure of it! But she's wrong -
she's so wrong.  The twin's hungry smiles have gotten hungrier and there
isn't a sign of embarrassment about them!  How can this be?  Just look at
the bulges in their shorts!  Then the sound washes over Renee - laughter
and hollering, but a different kind of hollering - dark words like "slut"
and "she wants it" and then the chant: "show us, show us, show us." She
scans the crowd of boys and they all have that hungry, frightening smile.
They all have noticeable tents in their shorts - ever last one of them -
even Eli Jr with the new video camera up on his shoulder with its big lens
that suddenly blinds Renee as it reflects the lowering sun into her eyes.
Renee blinks and realizes the boys have all begun to cheer.  Why?  OMG! 
Ryan and Marty have conspired to pull her strapless bikini top down under
her breasts!  NO!  Ryan, Marty!  NO! The swim top holds up Renee's very
ample bare breasts and makes them look even bigger, even bouncier.  Ten
pairs of big, round, adoring adolescent eyes burn her with their intensity.
They must be scorching her for she can feel the heat on her skin - on her
chest, her nipples, her face.  Oh god!  Renee is the one who is blushing,
blushing so hard she can feel the heat in her every pore!  Renee is the one
who is the center of this maelstrom of young testosterone-driven attention.
She tries to throw her arms over her chest, to escape their mortifying
gaze, but Ryan and Marty have taken hold of her wrists and they hold her
arms out to the sides.  She twists and struggles, but it's no use.  When
did the two grow so strong, so big?  Why are they looking at her like that?
A sudden thrill spikes through Renee's psyche like nothing she's ever
experienced, like a first dose of heroine or a first jump in a parachute.
It sears her mind, travels straight down to make her pussy clench and
flood. She knows in that instant she will never forget and forever crave
this amazing rush of pure, simple lust - lust driven by the most
debilitating humiliation she's ever felt. Ryan and Marty twist Renee's
arms, forcing her to thrust her chest out.  She knows she could fight off
either one of them alone, but together they're stronger than her.  She's at
their mercy.  Still blushing horribly, she understands that they're forcing
her down onto her knees.  As soon as they have her there, they kneel on
either side of her, keeping the painful pressure on her arms.  Her arms
come together behind her back, forearm to forearm and someone she can't see
begins to wrap something around them. Marty leans around and kisses Renee
again and another spike of lust makes her go along with him.  She doesn't
even try to pull away.  And as he kisses her she hears Ryan's voice in her
ear.  "You didn't think daddy would only give the two of us a single
present, did you, Renee?" She hears laughter ripple across the other boys.
She feels the binding around her arms tighten.  She's frightened, but her
pussy is clenching so hard.  She tries to force her tongue into Marty's
mouth. But suddenly it isn't Marty kissing Renee, it's Ryan.  Desperately,
her tongue entwines with his as she kisses him back.  It's Marty who's
torturing and teasing her with his voice, talking over the humiliating
laughter of the other boys.  "Daddy said you'd try something.  Daddy said
it was time for you to learn the price of being such a cock tease.  Daddy
said you wouldn't even fight." The laughter and boisterousness grow louder,
but she doesn't know why - she can't see the other boys, she can only see
the young face of Ryan. Renee gasps as Ryan is suddenly gone.  There's only
the briefest glimpse of a sea of eager and excited faces before her sight
is eclipsed by something else.  But it's not another face, it's not another
boy come to kiss her.  Renee knows exactly what's been thrust past her
full, curvaceous lips - a cock. As a huge cheer erupts from the boys and
another spike of adrenalized embarrassment courses through her body, Renee
instinctively tries to throw her arms forward and push the boy, whomever he
is, away.  It's only now that she realizes her arms are tightly bound
behind her back.  It's only now she realizes that her humiliation will be
joined by helplessness, panic and fear.  But none of these new emotions can
overcome the extreme lust that causes the fifteen-year-old babysitter to
eagerly suck the proffered young cock deep into her mouth, where she swirls
around it with her tongue. At last.  Here's something Renee can
successfully tease! Ryan's voice is in Renee's ear again as she eagerly
gobbles his brother's larger-than-expected cock.  "That's it, Renee, suck
Marty's dick!  You know you want to.  You know you want to suck my dick too
- and you'll get your chance.  Everyone's going to watch.  Everyone's going
to know what a cock-teasing slut you are.  Every boy here is going to know
how it feels to have your pretty lips wrapped around his dick!" OMG! 
They're going to make her suck off every boy here - all ten of them! 
They're going to film it!  She feels a whole new wave of shame roll over
her.  The way the shame and depravity turns her on is terrifying!  Her
pussy is so wet.  Her nipples are so hard.  She bobs her face forward and
back, fucking her mouth around Marty's warm cock. Now, a boy of twelve,
with his five inches of inexperienced cock embedded, for the very first
time, deep in the warm, wet, eager mouth of a pretty blonde, buxom teen
girl, a girl who's completely in his control, helpless to resist him -
well, he isn't going to last very long.  Is he?  It's just natural.  Marty
grabs the back of Renee's head and starts thrusting in and out of her
mouth, moaning "oh my god, oh my god," oblivious to his friends' cheers and
stares.  Regardless of her overwhelming mortification, Renee eagerly sucks
at the rapidly moving cock.  But despite her extra years, despite her
extensive experience teasing and arousing boys and men, despite her bravado
and the reputation she's tried to promote, Renee isn't really prepared for
what it means to suck a boy's cock until he cums.  "Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm
gonna cum!" Marty announces to all of his friends.  "Yes, oh god, it's
so....  fuuuuuucckkkk!" Renee's mouth floods with young boy sperm.  Jack
wasn't kidding when he told her the twins had hit puberty - wave after wave
of hot, thick cum jets into her mouth.  She splutters and chokes.  The cum
overflows the limited space that's isn't filled with boy-cock.  It dribbles
over her chin and a whole new level of belittlement constricts her throat
as she feels the cum dripping onto her bare tits.  As senseless as it is,
she struggles against whatever is binding her arms. Renee's view expands
for a moment as Marty stumbles back, his small cock waving about.  He's so
proud to be the first to get the pretty girl to suck him off.  And Renee?
She's overwhelmed and confused - confused by how incredibly horny she's
become!  Her eyes dart about, catching Marty getting a high-five from
Darius, the glint of the camera lens, a sea of laughing, wide-eyed faces,
two boys pointing - pointing at her.  She realizes what she must look like.
She's on her knees with her bare, cum coated breasts on display.  Her mouth
is open, her pretty, full lips must glisten in the harsh sun, moist with
Marty's seed.  And her mouth is still full of his cum.  Do they know how
cloying and oily it is?  Do they understand that the earthy taste
overwhelms her mind.  Will they understand what it means when she tilts her
head back to show them the pool of cum then swallows it down?  Can they
possibly understand that their laughter and jeering only makes her want
more? Renee does show the boys the bounty in her mouth, and then she
swallows and basks in the glow of the cheer that goes up around the pool.
But her view contracts again as the shadow of another form fills her vision
- Ryan and his ready, hungry, throbbing boy-meat.  The sun disappears and
Renee thrusts her head forward to slide her lips, along the boy's five
inches of excited flesh. Why is she so hungry to suck and lick at Ryan's
boy-cock?  Her skin still burns with shame, shame that sends throbbing,
incessant shocks of arousal down into her sopping cunny.  OMG!  Her panties
and her shorts must be soaked by now.  What if they see?  OMG!  It seems
impossible for her blush to deepen, but on her pale cornflower complexion
it does.  And still she gobbles at Ryan's twitching cock.  It's all so
confusing and frightening, this terrible new-found need she has to debase
herself for the crowd of gawking, hooting boys.  She wants Ryan's hot seed
in her mouth - why?  She wants all the boys to see her smacking her pretty
lips as she swallows his cloying, tasty cum down her throat - why?  Where
has this need been hiding? Maybe it wasn't hiding?  Even as she doubles her
slutty efforts to get Ryan to give up his cum, a little voice in the back
of her is waking up.  'This is the real you, Renee.  This why you've been
teasing those little boys and their daddies.  This is why you came so hard
when Jayden's daddy was watching you.  This is why you keep wearing slutty,
revealing clothes when you babysit.  Didn't you ever wonder why you never
agree to babysit only for little girls?  It's degrading and shameful the
things you do for attention, slut!  Didn't you understand how much you need
to debase yourself so that you could wallow and squirm in their sexual
attention?  It's what you are, Renee.  Admit it!  Be who you are!' OMG! 
No, no, it can't be true!  But the rest of her mind knows that it is true.
She lets Ryan's scalding cum overflow from her mouth.  She wants them all
to see it!  She wants them all to know she likes it.  She shows them all,
then swallows and swallows. And then she begs.  "More!  More, please!"
Waves of shame overwhelm her and she nearly loses her young mind.  Ten
boys. Ten cocks.  So much cum!

   They lift her from the deck of the pool and someone unbinds her arms. 
Her arms ache as she moves and blood rushes back into them.  There are so
many boys, so many hands, so many shining eyes ogling her flesh, so many
fingers stroking her skin, so many palms testing the buoyancy of her ample,
soft breasts, so many tongues licking her aching, straining nipples.  "No,
no," she cries out weakly but even she can hear in her voice that she
doesn't mean it, that she wants them to use her, touch her, kiss her, tease
her, laugh at her.  There are enough boys to lift her off the deck and
carry her to a deck lounge.  She's on her back.  She doesn't fight them.  A
little piece of her mind is screaming at her to run, but that other piece,
that evil piece, is in ascendance and it makes her shiver in obvious
delight under the hands that touch her everywhere.  So many boys!  Someone
kisses her and she kisses him back.  Someone licks her nipple and she
arches her back.  Someone pulls her arms underneath the lounge chair and
she hears the distinctive sound of handcuffs, she feels her wrists pulled
painfully tight under the chair, but she doesn't care, it's what she's
there for.  She's just a toy for the little boys to play with, hardly even
a person, and god she wants them to play with her! But wait, no, OMG! 
Renee can't help kicking and squirming when she feels them unzip her
skin-tight shorts and start to shimmy the tight, stretchy fabric over her
hips.  No, god, no!  This is too far!  "Ryan, Marty, please!" she hears
herself cry out.  She hears the terror in her voice, the panic.  But then
she hears all the boys laughing and cheering at the sight of her neatly
shaven young pussy.  She hears one saying "look how wet these panties are!"
and another yells "god, what a horny slut!" That stab of incredible
shame-driven lust lances through her body as all the boys see how she is
completely overwhelmed with desire and need and she's isn't strong enough
to resist it.  "Ryan, Marty, please!" she repeats, but this time her voice
is filled with longing and lust.  "Ryan!  Please!  Marty!  Oh god.  Touch
me!  Make me cum!  Please!" Renee is lost to an arousal she can't even
begin to comprehend. The laughter that her begging engenders is almost more
than she can bear. Renee's head falls back, over the end of the flat deck
lounge.  Her head spins.  Someone kisses her, hard, with tongue.  He
disappears, but a cock is presented to her hungry lips and she lets it
slide into her mouth.  Blood runs to her brain as her head hangs upside
down and her lips gobble at the thin, young cock.  She realizes too late
that he's distracting her from a worse fate.  Unseen boys pull her ankles
to the sides of the lounge and push her knees up and out.  She's no longer
too distracted to understand she's on display - her virginal tight cunt
must glisten in the cruel light of the setting sun.  It must beckon to them
- their adolescent wet dreams come true. How many of these naughty,
hormone-riddled little boys could ever believe the truth: Renee is still a
virgin.  Who could believe that such a cock-teasing, slutty, flirtatious
girl of fifteen could still be pure?  She feels something wrap around her
ankles and she understands her ankles are being bound to the arms of the
lounge.  She's forced open and vulnerable and available for anyone who
wants to use her.  Oh god, oh god - they wouldn't!  They wouldn't!  Despite
the shameful stories spread around about her, stories she had never denied,
Renee really is a virgin!  Despite the cock that she sucks with passion as
it fucks in and out of her mouth, Renee thrashes and wrestles uselessly
against her bonds. "Relax, Renee," she hears in one ear, then the voice
seems to move to the other ear like some seventies stereo gimmick.  "Daddy
said we can't fuck you." The twins!  Relief floods through Renee's brain.
That can't fuck her.  They can't rape her. "Daddy said," the first boy
whispers, "you aren't good enough to be our first fucks." No!  OMG!  NO!  A
whole new level of humiliation hits Renee in the temple.  She's bound,
she's at their mercy, she doesn't even know which boy's cock she's sucking,
she's spread wide for their hungry eyes - but she's been rejected.  She's
not good enough.  Her cunny nearly explodes with need.  OMG!  Why won't
they fuck her?  She needs it! "But we can do anything else we want," the
second twin whispers in the other ear. And Renees mouth floods with boy-cum
once again.  But this time, upside down, she chokes and splutters and she
feels the cum splurting out onto her face.  It's harder to swallow.  The
cum drips into her long bangs. As the most recent boy retreats, as she
swallows his warm cum, Renee feels something new.  A tentative touch on her
inner thigh, then another.  Yes!  Yes!  Please!  She finds that she can't
raise her head enough to see who's touching her.  Just trying makes her
dizzy as the blood sloshes about in her brain.  OMG!  But she can whimper.
It's humiliating and debasing, but she can whimper and beg.  "Oh please,
please, make me cum.  Make me cum!  Oh god, please!" She hears giggles
between her legs and laugher all around and her mortification climbs yet
another notch on the ladder.  But she doesn't care.  It only makes her need
that much worse.  Yes, another touch, and another, closer, closer.  OMG! 
Touch me!  YES!  YES!  Some brave boy's finger enters her snatch, easily
sliding in through the wetness.  Her own fingers have never felt half so
wonderful! The laughter and the giggling of the young, inexperienced boys
grows in pace with the trembling that spreads out from Renee's cunny.  Her
traitorous body responds to the inexpert clawing of the boys.  Their
ineptness is no matter - her need is too great and the shame of her
position is too overwhelming.  Voices rise above the laughter.  "I dare
you!" "No way, gross!" "Chicken!" "Fuck you, James, you do it!" "I will."
"No you won't." "Just watch, dirtbag." Renee gasps at a new sensation,
something she's only dreamed of.  A cheer ripples across the crowd and her
pussy spasms, then clasps at the new intrusion.  Smooth skin presses into
both of her upper thighs and a warm wetness laves across her clit.  She
screams.  She arches her back and strains every muscle, but even as the
unknown boy's tongue brings her to a wild, insane climax another boy's cock
is presented to her pretty lips.  In her ecstasy of depravity, her first
orgasm at the hands and tongue of a young boy, Renee eagerly gobbles yet
another boy-cock into her warm mouth.  Her tongue traces the outline of the
invading cock even as the other unknown boy discovers the unknown country
of her labia, her clitoris and her cunt.  Renee bucks and strains every
muscle as her pussy floods and she orgasms on the boy's lovely tongue.  She
would scream aloud in shame if it wasn't for the boy who is fucking her
gorgeous face.

   Renee begins to lose track of the depravities as twilight deepens.  She
greedily sucks another cock as various boys whisper terrible things in her
ears - things they'd like to do to her, things that even she's never heard
of, things that make her shiver.  A wash of cum covers her pretty face. 
She feels it dripping into her bangs, soiling her beauty.  But she doesn't
have time to beg them to clean it off - another cock is already deep in her
throat - someone much bigger, almost like a man. Bright lights suddenly
flood the poolside and cut through the rapidly waning light of day.  Renee
blinks in the brightness, momentarily confused before she remembers that
the twins have someone filming her shame with their new camera - the camera
their father gave them for just this purpose.  Will her shame never cease?
Oh god, why does her shame excite and arouse her to the point of madness?
She hears the boys daring one another to taste her cunt.  The first who had
the courage is now hailed as a hero, a man among boys.  A prize is offered
to the next boy who can get her to shiver and buck in orgasm again and
Renee knows only too well how little it will take.  She's so aroused, so
needy.  Every new degradation just drives her wilder with unmet desire. 
She wants to beg them to tongue her, but her mouth is always busy, always
sucking.  So much cum!  So many boys.  Surely she's sucked them all by now.
How can there be more?  Her lips are tired, her tongue and jaw ache, but
she services them all.  It's all she's good for. Another boy has the
courage to tongue Renee to orgasm.  Then another - each time she bucks and
moans around another cock.  But it's the fourth tongue that's applied to
her young pussy that brings her to a whole new level of orgasm.  Who is
this boy with the wild, strong tongue?  He's even willing to rake his
strong rough muscle over her tiny ass and the unexpected pleasure burns her
soul.  She wants more! For the first time in what seems like hours Renee
doesn't have a boy's cock in her mouth.  But this only means she can
finally express herself out loud.  The boy with the rough tongue - oh god -
he's so good!  "Aghhh!  Aghhh!  Yes, yes, oh please!  More, more, I'm
almost there, almost...  Yes, yes, god, harder, harder its so good. 
Yesssss!" She screams until the intensity of the orgasm takes away her
ability to express words and then she just moans as she twists and thrashes
and bucks on the amazing long hot tongue.  Oh god, if she could only see
which boy!  She would declare her eternal servitude, her undying love, if
only he would promise to do this wonderful thing to her again, and again,
and again.  But try as she might, she can't raise her head to see him - and
before her orgasm even begins to wane another boy's cock invades her mouth.
Renee eagerly puts her pretty lips and clever tongue back to work,
shivering in a way she's never shivered before.

   The delicious torment never ends but it changes.  They unbind her from
the deck lounge and help her stumble to her feet.  Her legs will barely
hold her up as several boys support her and lead her back into the house,
into the room shared by the twins.  She's confused and dizzy as the blood
rushes from her head.  She sits on the edge of Ryan's bed.  Through bleary
eyes she sees Ryan on one side of her, Marty on the other, both of them
smiling that frightening, hungry smile. "Oh god, Ryan, Marty, please - no
more, please stop.  Let me go," Renee whimpers.  It's what she's supposed
to say.  It's what she's supposed to want.  But deep inside she knows it's
not really what she wants.  She wants to be the center of their world, even
if it means more of their terrible abuse. "Stop, really?  Like you stopped
cock-teasing us as we got closer and closer to puberty?" Marty whispers.
"Like you stopped when we couldn't control how badly you turned us on. 
When you gave us boners that wouldn't go away for hours." Ryan continues.
"Like you stopped letting us look down your blouses, even when you knew it
drove us crazier and crazier?" "Like you stopped us from touching your
boob, or grabbing your ass, but only a little, only enough to cause us so
much frustration and heartache and pain?" "Oh god, boys, I..., I..., oh
please, just stop," Renee says, but she knows they can hear in her voice
that she doesn't really want them to stop.  She still wants them to adore
her.  She still wants them to want her!  She still wants to make them hard
and frustrated - she can't help it. Renee realizes someone is behind her
but before she can react her head is enveloped in darkness.  Someone pulled
a hood over her head!  She screams and tries to reach up, but hands grab
her wrists and pull them behind her back, where they're handcuffed once
again.  The hood pulls tight across her face, zipping down the back as
panic fills her body with the terror of suffocating.  But there's an
opening in the tight-fitting hood, an opening over her mouth that stretches
around her full red lips.  She's blind, but she can breath.  She feels the
collar of the awful hood constrict around her throat and hears the buckle
snap closed behind her.  A whole new kind of frightened settles over her
like a weight on her shoulders.  What are they going to do?  Why did they
cover her face?  Why did they blind her? The voice of one of the twins
comes through the thin, stretchy fabric of the hood.  "We don't need your
face, Renee.  We're sick of your face.  You're just a thing!  We just want
something warm, wet and soft to use." Someone pulls her to her feet and
turns her to face the bed.  On the other side she hears.  "That's all you
are to us now, babysitter, you're just a cum toy for us.  All of us!" A new
wave of humiliation sends shivers through her body and she can't stop the
way her pussy clenches, trying to find something, anything, to stimulate
her.  She hears them laugh and she knows they've seen her secret shame.
Renee is pushed forward and she drops to her knees.  Someone pulls her
knees far apart and she screams as she pitches forward, unable to break her
fall with her hands, but instead her stomach presses into the side of the
bed.  Before she understands what's happening, her ankles are secured with
ropes and a belt around her waist secures her to the edge of the bed.  She
feels so vulnerable, so confused, so frightened.  OMG!  Her head is pulled
back and she feels a pull against her wrists as something is connected
between her hood and her handcuffs.  She tries to picture what she looks
like, kneeling against Ryan's bed, bound, hooded and helpless.  What are
they gong to do to her? She feels so excited.  She can't imagine why
they've put her in such an elaborate position, but the boy's words echo in
her ears "you're just a cum toy." A shifting of the bed tells the blind
girl that someone is there, in front of her.  She feels the tip of a cock
on her lips and she dutifully opens her mouth, realizing how quickly the
little perverts have trained her.  Is she really so easy to turn into a cum
slut?  OMG!  Why didn't she fight harder?  Why didn't she try to run?  She
knows why and it simply adds to her self-humiliation. "Get it nice and
slick, cunt," Renee hears the nasty boy demand.  What does he mean.  Isn't
she sucking him hard enough.  It's difficult to sway her upper body forward
and back to work his boy-cock, but she's giving it everything she's got. 
It helps that the excited degenerate has her head in his hands so that he
can thrust into her mouth.  "Yeah, yeah," he moans.  That's good, that's
great.  Now I can fuck you with it." Fuck me?  No!  No!  Ryan and Marty
said you wouldn't.  They said you couldn't.  Terror courses through her
again.  She's not ready for that!  She wants it, she wants it desperately,
but she's not ready.  But her fear is unfounded.  She feels the boy's
weight shift on the bed again as he drops from standing to kneeling.  She
feels his cock, slick with her own spit, nestle between her beautiful, soft
breasts and suddenly she understands. The little jerk-off is going to use
her.  They're all going to use her.  She can't even see who he is.  Is he
cute, ugly, thin, fat, pimply or peach-fuzz fresh?  All she knows is that
she has to give him the thrill of his young life as he presses her breasts
together to envelop his cock in their warm loveliness.  He's going to
defile and use her in a whole new way - he's going to fuck her tits. Renee
hears the comments and giggling from all the other boys as the one in front
of her takes up a rapid, excited rhythm.  He starts moaning almost the
second he has her perfect young breasts pillowed around his flesh.  How
many times has this boy fantasized about a nice, hard tit-fuck.  Was it
Renee's amazing breasts that engendered his dreams?  Well, he isn't
dreaming now.  He's in heaven.  He's stroking through the amazing flesh as
fast as he can, pushing them hard together with his hands and thrusting his
pelvis hard, up and down, up and down.  The other boys egg him on, tell him
to hurry, demand their own turn.  But the boy won't be distracted.  His
moans get louder and his pace increases.  "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuuuuuuck!"
he cries out and then he cums.  His hot seed lances out across Renee's
chest and shoulders.  A cheer erupts from the other boys and she hears
someone say, "fuck it, Jeff, get out of the shot!" There's a scramble to be
the next boy to use Renee's buxom, pretty tits as a warm fuck tunnel.  As
the next boy sinks his long, excited cock into her mouth for lubrication,
she understands that the boys no longer even care that she's the one they
are using.  She's just a pair of warm, smooth, cushiony breasts - every
boy's wet dream come true.  The boy's thumbs massage her nipples as he
pushes her tits together around his sausage and starts to tit-fuck her for
real.  Her nipples go even harder and her cunny floods with more desire,
but she knows that his stimulation of her tender nipples is only
accidental. He doesn't care about her or her needs.  He just wants to feel
the amazing pseudo-fuck he can get between her breasts. Renee thinks that
this is the only reason they've bound her to the edge of the bed.  But as
the third boy drops to his knees in front of her, his impressive
thirteen-year-old cock glistening with her saliva, ready to get pillowed in
the valley of her tit flesh, she feels someone move in close behind her,
kneeling between her spread legs. A hand comes up between her legs and
fingers stroke through her sopping cunny.  Renee screams and presses her
chest even harder agains the boy who's fucking her beautiful tits.  She
feels something big and harder than fingers pressing into the valley of her
cunny.  No, no, you can't fuck me!  They promised.  But she knows she wants
him to!  She would do anything to get a cock into her snarling, snapping
cunt.  But the boy just grinds her for a few seconds.  And worse, he
whispers into her ear.  It's Ryan, or Marty, she can't tell the difference.
"I know you want me to fuck you, babysitter.  But you aren't good enough.
You know you're not good enough.  I'm just getting wet and slick so that I
can use you like the other boys, 'cause that's all your good for!" No, no,
please!  I need it!  But he's as good as his word.  He pulls his now wet
cock out from between her legs and nestles it into the valley of her ass.
His hands feel so strong as they press her ass cheeks around his throbbing,
wet boy-cock.  He takes up a fast, hard stroking, grinding his cock through
the tight channel of her ass. The two boys cum at almost the same time. 
Hot sperm spreads out on Renee's smooth skin in front and back.  Her
handcuffed hands are suddenly drenched in boy-cum.  She feels it dribbling
down over her nipples, teasing and tickling her.  It drips along her ass.
None of the boys seem to mind the previous boys' seed as more and more of
it is spreads on her tender skin, front and back.  A steady line of the
little devil's play fuck-the-tits and grind-the-ass.  Renee can barely keep
them straight.  Exhaustion begins to take its toll.  Some of the boys stand
back up to cum into her mouth instead of on her breasts.  How can they have
so much cum?!  It never ends.  What time is it?  How long can this torment
go on? They untie Renee and she nearly collapses.  But they still want to
use her.  She has no will to resist them.  They carry her.  She's hears the
giggles and then she's flying.  She seems to fly for a long, long time
before she hits the water.  They threw her in the pool!  She surfaces,
spluttering.  Being in the water blind is terrifying, but she can't get the
buckle of the collar open to remove the terrible hood.  She hears splashes
as more and more boys join her in the pool. Someone grabs Renee and she
twists around to get away, slowed by the water.  Another hand grabs an
ankle, then a tit, then her butt.  She's surrounded by slow-motion grab-ass
little boys.  She's sure there must be hundreds of them!  For fifteen
minutes they all thrash about in the water.  Thank goodness she's in the
shallow end or she'd never stay above water. They haul her out of the water
and thankfully some of them dry her off before she starts to shiver in the
cool night air.  But the next thing she knows she's face down on another
surface, she has no idea where.  Maybe it's a couch or an armchair.  But
her wrists are handcuffed again, her face juts out over nothingness and her
ass is high in the air.  Her chest presses into a firm, cushioned surface
and she isn't given even a second before another cock is presented to her
pretty lips.  She gobbles it down, letting the boy hold her head and thrust
into her throat.  Her lips are exhausted.  Her tongue can't find the
rhythm. How many boys has she sucked?  How much cum has she swallowed?  How
many hours has this gone on?  Soon enough she swallows another load of hot
boy cum but the shame of it doesn't rekindle the flame of desire that was
quenched by the cleansing pool. Renee has gone past the simple humiliations
the boys can force upon her.  They're only boys, after all. Another boy
slides his cock into her tired mouth before she feels fingers sliding
through her cunt.  She isn't wet anymore.  She isn't aroused.  But whoever
is fingering her has a tongue too, a strong, confident, exuberant tongue
that quickly relights the flames of her desire.  Oh god!  Oh god, yes, yes.
She can't stop herself from bobbing fast on the cock in her mouth as her
arousal is rekindled and fanned and bursts into bright, searing orgasm. 
She swallows another small load of warm, oily boy-cum even as she reaches a
new climax. The laughter is back as Renee continues to buck and moan.  For
a moment the tongue is gone and she screams "more, more, please!" But then
it's back, stronger than ever and a moment later she's presented with
another cock to suck.  The laughter is louder as she takes the cock into
her mouth and greedily sucks it in.  The cock is strangely slick, but she
can't think about that.  All she can think about is the amazing tongue
sluicing through her cunt again and again, driving her insane.  She slurps
and twirls her tongue around the strange cock.  What did he coat his cock
with?  What new deviant humiliation is this boy trying to perpetrate on
her. Is that you Ryan?  Marty?  Little perverts!  Oh god, oh god - her
orgasm lifts to a new level and she sucks hot thin cum down her throat. The
cock disappears and the tongue fades away.  But she wants it back!  She
begs.  She pleads.  She swears she'll do anything, anything, just please,
please don't leave her like this!  The tongue gouges through her pussy once
again, swirling around her clit and she screams, but her scream is cut off
by yet another cock.  It's just like the one before - slimy and strange. 
There's only one possibility - it's the twins, tag-teaming her, tormenting
her with the best orgasm of her life.  driving her crazy and making her
suck something terrible from their dicks to humiliate her in front of her
friends.  It has to be them, but she doesn't care.  She just needs to
climax! And she does climax, on and on.  She sucks the slimed-up cock and
thrashes on the other twin's expert tongue.  Her brain is barely coping. 
She's over the top, unable to think.  There's nothing left for the
fifteen-year-old girl but her mouth and her cunt and her deep, deep shame
and the terrible, disgusting laughter of ten twelve and thirteen-year-old
deviant boys. Renee has no idea how many times the boys in the room have
used her.  Every boy has emptied his seed into or onto her three, four,
some of them even five times!  It's a testament to her resilience and the
strength of her need to be the the center of erotic attention, no matter
how humiliating, that she's still conscious.  Few would have lasted so
long. Renee swallows one more load of warm cum, watery rather than thick,
no doubt from the boy using her so many, many times. She passes out,
collapsing like a rag doll.



   Part 2: Renee and the Men

   Renee Robertson wakes up to sunlight streaming in through a tall window.
She blinks and pulls the covers tighter over her shoulder, turning away
from the light, still half asleep.  Her eyes snap open at the realization
that one, she isn't in her own bed, she's in some large, luxurious bed,
two, it's the middle of the day - what day, Saturday?  - and three, Jack
Richardson, father of Ryan and Marty, is sitting across the room in an
armchair, reading a magazine and pretending he hasn't noticed she's awake.
Renee bolts up in the bed and realizes four, she's wearing nothing, nothing
at all. A million memories flood Renee's brain and she sees the terrible
smile that crosses Jack's face as he sees her blush with shame.  But how
much could he know?  He'd left The birthday party for more food and never
returned.  Then she remembers the horrible words.  'Daddy said you aren't
good enough...' and she knows he knows everything.  Instinctively modest,
she clutches the covers to her chest.  "Wh-what's happening?  What time is
it?  Where are all the boys?  Y-you left, and..." "Well, yes, I did want to
let the twins enjoy their birthday presents without my interference.  Much
better that they not have to worry about what I thought of them." Jack
smiles and his words are teasing.  "I trust you enjoyed yourself?" He waits
for only a second, enjoying Renee's little gasp.  "But you don't have to
worry - the whole gang of little deviants is off to their soccer tournament
up North.  They're gone for a couple of nights, actually.  A bunch of the
mothers agree to take them this time." He watches Renee as she registers
relief that the little boys are all gone.  But then the full meaning of
Jack's words begin to sink in and her eyes flare with worry. "So, ah, do
you need me to help clean up after the party, or, ah something..." Renee
stumbles over her words, looking around her a bit like a cornered animal.
"Oh sweetie, you don't understand.  The party isn't over.  The party is
just...  well, the party is ready for its second wind.  I hope you got lots
of rest - you'll need it." He indicates a tray of food on a side table and
the second Renee sees it she realizes she's ravenous.  "Why don't you have
a bite to eat first?  Then you can get get freshened up in the bathroom. 
Won't that be nice?" Renee stares with a combination of fear and excitement
as Jack rises and smiles for her.  "Take a nice long shower.  Do your hair.
Pamper and enjoy yourself I've laid out some...  things for you, in the
bathroom.  You'll find everything you need, and everything I expect.  I'll
be back in a bit, after the guests arrive." Renee watches Jack leave the
room.  Her eyes are wide.  Should she try to escape?  Should use the phone
to call for help?  OMG...  She picks up a sandwich and digs in.

   Freshly showered and coiffed, Renee lets Jack lead her down the stairs
towards the family room.  She's very aware of the unfamiliar way her ample
breasts sway and bounce as she walks.  The leather harness she's wearing
constricts and lifts her tits and accentuates the sexy way they move. 
She's not use to wearing such outrageous high heels either.  Nor does she
like the leather collar around her neck or the leash that Jack is using to
lead her downstairs to the second afternoon of the 'party.' She feels so
slutty and she has no idea what she's going to find waiting for her. It's
incredibly exciting. There are four men lounging about in the family room
as they enter - Jack makes five.  Renee pulls up short, eyes wide, as she
recognizes Eli Sr, Eli Jr's father, as well as Jeff's father Mark. 
Jayden's handsome, tall father Jamal leers at the way her naked body is
presented by the leather harness, making her shiver and blush.  Another
flashback to the time she let him watch her rub her fingers through her
young pussy while he stroked his big dick grips her mind.  She gives a
small gasp as she remembers sucking his son's impressive cock and
swallowing the boy's cum, more than once.  More than twice for that matter.
She sees the way all the men, including the tall redhead she doesn't
recognize, smirk at her blushing face. Five hungry, horny grown men and one
small, frightened fifteen-year-old girl - Jack knows how to throw a party.
Renee's blush deepens immensely when she realizes what the lounging,
drinking men are watching on the giant-screen television - her.  They're
watching video of her night with the ten boys.  OMG!  Is that really her
sucking Eli Jr's small cock?  Why does she have to look so enthusiastic? 
No, this is terrible, this is...  Oh god, this is what she did.  She
eagerly sucked off every boy who put his cock to her lips.  She showed them
their cum in her mouth and then swallowed it down - just like she's showing
Eli Jr up on the huge screen, just like she's slowly, sexily swallowing the
little boys thick sperm.  She remembers with shame how much she wanted to
be Eli Jr's little slut - how much she wanted to please all of them.  But
watching it, with Eli Sr enjoying the show, is so much worse. The video
cuts to a different scene, Renee on her back with her head over the end of
the pool lounge, sucking another boy while Jeff licks her thighs and then
delves his tongue into her exposed cunt.  The girl on the screen shivers
with obvious pleasure.  Renee can't tear her eyes away from it.  Did she
really enjoy being used so much?  OMG!  Yes, she did.  She can practically
feel Jeff's tongue in her pussy.  And she even likes watching it!  She's
such a terrible gyrl. Mark cheers his son on, but the tall redhead
interrupts the general enthusiasm for the video.  "This is bullshit," he
says.  "Why are we watching little boys play with their toys when there's
real men here - ready to show a lady how to actually have a good time?" The
way the man looks at Renee, like she's something to eat, raw, scares her
silly and she shies up against Jack - ignoring the fact that he's the one
who put her on a leash! "Ah now, Patrick," Jack says as he freezes the
video with a remote.  On the screen, Jeff has just come up to look at his
friends with a big shit-eating grin and his chin glistens - proof of just
how aroused and wet the bound young blonde on the screen is.  "You haven't
been introduced to our dear Renee.  Renee, this is Patrick.  He's the
father of that rascal Darius.  Patrick is an old friend, but he's not known
for his patience or finesse - he's known for his...  Well, you'll see,
dear." "Oh yeah, she'll see alright," Patrick says, grinning.  "Maybe she
should see right now." "Just be patient, Patrick," Jack says.  "I think we
need to help get the lady in the right mood." Jack pulls on Renee's leash
and starts to parade her around the room with her breasts thrust forward,
bobbing, and her bare hips swaying.  The men's eyes confirm how incredibly
sexy her new harness, collar and heels make her.  Jack forces her to sashay
from one man to the next and each man takes a moment to gently caress the
curve of her breasts, tease her already hard nipples, then prove to himself
just how wet her tight teen cunt is.  To Renee's dying shame, her trembling
body shows each man how aroused and needy she is.  Every touch is
torturously arousing.  Each smirk sends another spasm of exciting shame
through her virgin cunny.  And each man makes sure she knows how amusing he
finds her predicament. She's their little sex toy, she knows it and the
shame of it makes her crazy with lust. Finally, Jack leads Renee to a large
sofa, where he sits and pulls her down to her knees between his legs. 
"Let's see how well you've learned to use that pretty mouth, Renee. 
Everyone here needs a bit of a warm-up - we wouldn't want to disappoint you
once the party really gets going." Renee is confused.  Despite the leather
cuffs on her wrists, Jack hasn't bound her arms behind her back.  It seems
wrong to her.  From her subservient position on her knees she looks up to
meet Jack's eyes, only to drop her gaze immediately.  "Go on, Renee, show
us all how much you really want us to do terrible things to you.  Show us
what a slutty little girl you are." OMG!  She does want them to do terrible
things to her!  She really does. Renee fumbles at Jack's belt and fly. 
She's never opened a man's pants before and it seems so awkward.  Her
fingers are too excited.  She's afraid of doing something wrong, something
that will break the spell of intense sexuality that's wrapped around her
like a semi-transparent veil.  Jack doesn't help!  None of the men help her
or give her a hint.  For a second she stares into the evil glint of the
camera Jack gave his boys, now mounted on Mark's shoulder.  Mercifully,
Jack deigns to lift his hips as she pulls and tugs his slacks and boxers
down. OMG!  Renee has spent so much intimate time with the cocks of twelve
and thirteen year old boys.  Her shock at seeing a real cock, an adult
man's large, pulsing rigid cock, is swift and severe.  His dick is at least
eight inches long and it makes her hands look tiny as she tries to wrap her
fingers around it only to find that it takes both hands to fully encircle
the monster.  Renee glances up again, praying for some help, some sign of
what she should do - but he just smirks at her, driving home the fact that
she doesn't really know what she's doing.  It's the first time she's had a
man's cock in her hands!  Even last night she never touched any of the
little boys - her hands were always bound.  OMG!  It keeps jerking and
throbbing in her hands.  Did she do something wrong? "Get on with it,
little girl!" someone growls and breaks Renee out of her stupor.  It's the
big redhead, Patrick, scowling at her.  And suddenly she knows what to do -
do what she's read! "Now Patrick, give the little thing a chance to.... 
oh, oh fuck me, yes!" Jack reacts to way Renee licks her tongue all the way
up the underside of his long, fat cock, then over the bulbous head, which
slips into her mouth to tease with her tongue.  "Oh fuck, child, yes, yes,
that's it!  God yeah, show us all what a talented little slut you're going
to be.  Oh yeah." She repeats the whole process again, only harder, really
getting as much of her tongue against his flesh as she can manage.  And
Jack squirms under her attention as the other men give small murmurs of
appreciation and begin to exchange quiet comments on her technique. The
attention goes straight to Renee's pussy!  Suddenly she's so aroused she
can barely keep from jumping into Jack's lap.  She purposefully spreads her
spit onto the head of his cock and uses it to lubricate her fingers so that
she can begin a fast double-handed stroke, up and down, as fast as the
pulse she feels hammering through the throbbing veins in his tool.  Her
lips enclose the head and a couple of inches.  She bobs her head in time
with her hands, sucking hard, the vacuum pulling at Jack's cock, driving
him quickly towards a climax. Renee is suddenly on fire.  All those
stories, all those descriptions.  She drools down Jack's cock to help
lubricate her hands.  She strokes with only one hand, pressing her palm
along the underside.  Her other hand slips down along the wet flesh until
her palm is cupping his heavy scrotum and her thin finger slide along the
crack of his ass towards his sensitive rectum.  When he shivers all over
she smiles around the three inches of cock that's gliding in and out of her
mouth, sliding over her full, pretty lips.  OMG!  She feels so powerful, so
sexy, so... "Jesus, Renee, fuck - fuck, that's so...  oh fuck, guys!  She
really knows..  oh fuck!  YES!" Jack grabs both sides of the child's head
and forces her to hold as his cock throbs again and again, pumping his hot
daddy-seed into her mouth.  He makes sure to pull out so that the last
blast of hot cum boils from his cock onto Renees pretty face, icing her
small, flaring nose and her full upper lip. Renee knows her place.  She
knows what a good slut is supposed to do.  She opens her mouth and shows
Jack his cum.  She turns and shows the camera.  And then the
fifteen-year-old swallows.  She swallows and uses her fingers to scrape the
rest of Jack's cum into her pretty mouth, then swallows again before she
softly asks, in the sexiest voice she can hope for, "who's next?"

   As Renee is passed from man to man, father to father, the camera is
passed as well, so that every man at the party will have a permanent record
of the night the pretty little slut-teen sucked him and drank his seed. 
Eli Sr and Mark are smaller than Jack, but still they're men with hungry,
big, rigid cocks that are happy to use her little mouth.  Jayden's daddy
Jamal is bigger than Jack, but Renee already knows that.  He's over nine
inches and feels like a cucumber in her trembling hands.  She looks so
white against his ebony skin, shining with her spittle as she strokes the
monster.  As she stretches her mouth around him she's sure that no man
could possibly be bigger!  When he shoots cum into and on her, so much,
near to drowning her, she's sure no man could cum more. She's wrong of
course.  Renee's last blowjob of the 'warm-up' is Patrick and suddenly she
understands what Jack was hinting at.  The man is a freak of nature.  It
isn't possible!  Suddenly all her bravado is lost as she tries to
understand how to satisfy, stroke, suck and lick twelve inches of massive,
pulsing flesh.  He's as big around as her wrist.  Thoughts of the horrible
things he could do to her with his monumental cock send tremors of panic
through her.  She doesn't know what to do.  Suddenly she's just a little
girl again. "Well, that's changed her tune," Renee hears Patrick growl low
and sees the nasty, frightening smirk on his face.  "Not such a sex kitten
when you're faced with a real man, are you, little girl!  Well, you're
gonna have to satisfy that big piece of meat anyway - like it of not.  So
start licking, princess.  Here, let me help!" Patrick's idea of helping is
to grab the little girl by the back of her neck, tilt her head to the side
and force her lips to the very base of his gigantic cock.  "Open up, get
that tongue busy," he growls at her and she does as he commands.  "Get it
wet, girl.  Come on!" Renee's tongue and lips glide along the foot of warm
cock.  He pushes his fingers into her hair and pulls her tighter, nearly
gagging her with the size of his manhood.  As soon as he's wet he yells at
her to grab it with her little hands and she does her best to wrap them
together around the shaft, barely getting her fingers to touch over the top
of the huge beast. But Patrick wants his cock in Renee's mouth.  He pulls
her face roughly to the end of his snake and presses her lips to it.  She
doesn't think she can do it.  She hears the gasps and excited whispers of
the other men.  She doesn't feel powerful and sexy anymore.  She feels
young and weak and afraid.  And yet, this is what she's supposed to do! 
She opens her mouth wide, then wider.  She strains.  His cock stretches her
full lips.  The head alone fills her entire mouth.  She strokes his cock as
fast and hard as she can manage, becoming more and more determined.  She
even manages to play across the surface of the huge intrusion with her
tongue. The gush of cum that fills her mouth gags Renee.  She can't breath.
She coughs and splutters.  Patrick's cock pops out of her mouth, but the
cum keeps coming, sluicing out onto Renee's pretty face, running down over
her chin to drip onto her amazing breasts.  She's still gripping the big
cock like a firehouse as it spews onto her pretty face when Jack takes her
wrists and pulls her away, helping her back to her feet. "Jesus, Patrick,
what a mess.  Who's going to clean this up?" Jack says with a crackle of
laughter in his voice. "Yeah, I think you know perfectly well who, asshat,"
Patrick growls back at him as he stands and pulls his pants back up.  But
he has a wicked smile.  "Let's keep this party rolling!" Renee is so
confused and overwhelmed that she doesn't immediately realize Jack has
pulled her wrists behind her back.  But the twist of her arms as he lifts
her wrists to the middle of her back, uncomfortably high, snaps her out of
her fog - and the snap of the clasps that bind her leather wrist cuffs to
the back of her bondage harness send a new spike of adrenaline straight
down into her sopping wet pussy.  As he turns her around, she sees that the
video is playing up on the giant screen again.  She sees a closeup of
herself on her back with another boy-cock deep in her mouth.  The way her
pretty, full lips gobble enthusiastically at the thin cock and the way she
seems to be thrashing in erotic pleasure send a delightful shiver of shame
through her form.  But then her shame blossoms to a whole new level of
horror and she drops to her knees in front of the screen as she starts to
whimper at what she sees. Up on the screen, the camera pans along Renee's
amazing body.  Her fantastic breasts bob and jiggle as she arches her back.
Her flat stomach twists and trembles.  And then the cause of her intense
pleasure is finally made obvious - the tongue of some sort of huge,
long-haired German Shepherd, delving deep into her pussy. A dog!  OMG!  NO!
They didn't, they didn't, oh please, no, they didn't!  But clearly they
did. Renee remembers the one boy who's tongue was so much more talented, so
much stronger and rougher.  She realizes she's still whimpering as she
watches herself have a huge, shameful orgasm on the dog's tongue.  She
remembers how much she liked it!  She remembers what happens next: the
boy's cock is pulled away and the girl on the screen begs for more.  She
begs for it!  It's the most shameful, terrible thing she's ever seen and
it's her. Jack's voice, whispered in Renee's ear, cuts off her whimpers. 
"Come now, dear Renee, admit it.  Admit to all these nice gentlemen: you
knew.  You knew it wasn't a little boy getting you off - you knew it was a
dog.  And you wanted it.  Admit it!" Renee's tortured young mind reels, but
she knows Jack is right.  She pushed the realization of what was happening
to her deep into the dark, back recesses of her mind.  She'd given it to
that awful, nasty little voice and let her keep it hidden away.  But she
knew.  "Y-yes, yes, I knew," she whispers, but all the men can hear her
shame. "And you liked it, didn't you, baby?  You loved his tongue and the
way it made you feel.  Say it, Renee.  Tell us." "Yes!  Oh god, yes!" the
poor child screams. "Do you want more, baby?  Do you want more of that
long, rough tongue?  Do you dream about it?  Do you want more?  Well?" This
is horrible.  They want her to admit that she liked being tongued by a dog!
OMG!  She can't, she can't - it's too much, too degrading.  But...  "Oh
god, yes, yes - I want to feel that again." "Well that's great, baby," Jack
says.  "Because here's Titan to clean you up." "What?  No!  No..." Renee
tears her eyes from the awful sight of herself on the screen.  She looks
around wildly, only to find the same huge dog, in the flesh, standing
directly in front of her.  She's still kneeling, arms bound, so she has no
way to protect herself from the strong, hot tongue that lances out to
slather across her face.  "Oh!  Oh god!  Please..." she cries out in
terror, but she just earns herself a mouthful of dog tongue and a round of
excited laughter from the five men. "That's it, baby.  Let Titan clean all
the nasty cum off of you." Jack croons in her ear.  "And give him a nice
kiss, Renee.  Kiss your doggy lover!  Go on.  You know you want to."
Renee's mind reels, unable to keep up with the depth and intensity of just
how far Jack has gone to pile shame after shame onto her.  How did he know
that she wouldn't be able to resist?  How did he know that humiliation
would send her into paroxysms of arousal and need.  Did he understand that
all those times she was trying to shame and tease him and his boys were
just a reflection of her need to be teased and humiliated herself.  She
opens her mouth and kisses the big dog.  She kisses him hard, straining to
get her small tongue into his mouth, to press her open lips to his black,
slobbering maw and nearly gagging on the length of the strong rough tongue
he sweeps through her mouth.  Her pussy clenches, hard.  She kisses the big
dog harder, bathing in the men's laughter. But wait!  How can the dog be
licking at her breasts with his hot, rough tongue when he's busy kissing
her and cleaning cum off her face?  In a panic, Renee shakes away from
Titan, twisting and turning to try to see, to understand what's happening.
OMG!  There's another dog!  Another big long-haired German Shepherd! "Meet
Thor, Renee," Jack says from just behind the kneeling child.  "Thor and
Titan are brothers - twins in fact.  You like twins, don't you, Renee?" All
the men laugh as the new dog lifts his head to kiss the girl on the mouth.
His brother moves his attention down to her heaving breasts, where there's
still a little bit of cum to clean from her smooth, sensitive skin.  Renee
has no choice but to kiss the second big dog until he, too, decides there's
more tasty cum to clean from her chest.  Both dogs lick her nipples as she
squirms and squeals in tortured ecstasy. Renee loses her balance and starts
to tumble to her side, unable to brace herself with her arms tightly bound
to the back of her harness.  But Jack and Jamal are there to catch her. 
"Come on Renee, we know you want to give the boys a good taste of more than
your salty skin." Jack whispers into her ear.  "Let us help you." Renee
sees Mark grab both big dogs by their collars and hold them back.  She
doesn't understand what Jack and Jamal are doing, but they slide her back
towards the couch.  Her leg's splay out in front of her as Jack pushes a
thick cushion under her ass, and then they lean her back so that her
shoulders press into the seat of the sofa.  She still isn't sure what
they're doing until they grab her ankles and spread them wide.  Patrick
appears with a long metal pole, a spreader bar, and in a flash Renee's
ankle cuffs are snapped to the ends of the bar.  She's spread wide for
their ogling gazes.  She sees the two big dogs drooling with anticipation.
With her arms bound, she's helpless, exactly as Jack intended. Mark lets
Thor go and the huge dog goes straight for Renee's sopping pussy.  She
screams as he charges and her screams quickly turn to more squeals as the
dog's long, rough tongue invades her young virgin pussy. Up on the screen,
directly in front of Renee, she sees a bound girl with a hood covering her
face.  And the same dog who is ravaging her cunny now is ravaging the cunny
of the girl on the screen while she sucks a boy's cock.  On the floor she
arches her back and squeals.  On the screen the hooded girl swallows cum
and writhes under the dogs tongue.  But suddenly the dog on the screen is
pulled away.  The Renee up on the screen begs "more, more, please" as the
boys in the video and the men in the room all laugh. OMG!  No!  Renee
watches as the dog on the screen is led quickly around in front of her and
the second dog takes its place at her poor, abused pussy.  No!  She can't
believe what she sees.  The first dog's long, fat red cock dangles beneath
his body.  He's excited from eating the tasty juices of a terrified little
girl.  Someone swings his cock up between his back legs and presents it to
the hooded girl's trembling lips!  Nooooo!  Don't!  Don't let them trick
you!  OMG!  No!! Renee is gasping, blushing and watching herself about to
suck a dog's cock when her view is suddenly eclipsed.  It's eclipsed by the
stomach of a huge dog as he straddles her waist and rears up to put his
front paws at the edge of the sofa.  His giant red cock, as big as Jack's,
maybe even as big as Jamal's, is right in front of her face, bobbing and
thrusting as he struggles to bring it to her lips.  She screams and
desperately turns her face from side to side to keep it away from Thor's
cock. "Come now, Renee," Jack says smoothly just behind her.  "Don't try to
pretend you didn't know.  Admit it, admit you knew." "Oh god!  Oh god,
please!  Not a dog, no, please." "Admit it!" "Yes!  Yes, I knew it wasn't a
boy." "Was it the most humiliating thing you've ever done, Renee?  Tell
us." "Oh god, please....  yes, it was the worst ever." She thrashes from
side to side in a desperate attempt to stay away from the big red cock.
"And what did it do to you, Renee?  What happened when you sucked the dogs'
big cocks and swallowed their nasty dog cum!  What happened when you knew
you were doing something so nasty and degrading and the boys were laughing
at you?" Jack whispers into the distraught young girls's ear.  Tell us what
it did to you, you little slut." "No, please, oh god...  it made me...  it
made me cum, it made me cum so hard!" "That's right baby, it made you cum
because you knew it was a dog and you knew all those boys were watching and
laughing, all those boys who'd already used you as a cum slut.  And you
know you want to do it again.  You know you want to suck Thor's cock and
make him a happy dog while we watch you.  Don't you, baby, don't you?!"
"No, no!  Oh god, oh...  oh...  yes," she answers in a weak whisper. 
Renee's cunny is spasming so hard at the thought of letting the dog rape
her mouth while all the men watch.  What's wrong with her?!  She can't
understand it, but she knows she wants it.  "Yes, oh god, yes!" "Let him
go," Jack says to Eli Sr, who's the only thing keeping the huge dog from
ramming his cock into the little girl's face.  Thor yips with excitement
when his collar is released and he can press forward, tail wagging like
mad. Little jets of hot precum wet Renee's face as he jerks his cock at her
gorgeous young face, hunting for the warm embrace of her full lips. "Oh
god, oh god, oh, ahhhh..." Renee moans, still panicked, still thrashing her
head from side to side.  Thor's long wet cock, shining in the harsh light
of the camera, swipes across her cheeks at a frantic pace.  It takes all of
Renee's will to let Thor slide his cock through her luscious lips.  Her
panic increases as he rams it home, deep into the back of her throat,
gagging her.  In and out of her mouth so fast.  Her lips close around the
slimy, long pole of red flesh and she feels the hard jets of hot, salty dog
precum scalding her throat.  She sees the glint of the camera lens from the
corner of her eye, but she doesn't care.  She just wants to suck the dog's
big prick.  His cock is her whole world, that and the laughter of the men
as they enjoy the show. Mark lets Titan go too, and like a flash the big
dog begins to slobber all over the girl's sweet pussy.  His tongue lashing
adds to Renee's complete submission to the dogs.  She writhes and twists as
her pussy gushes with fluids and climax rapidly blossoms.  Despite the
depravity, the laughter, the shame, the terror and the bondage, orgasm
rushes through every part of her young body and takes away every thought in
her young mind. Renee feels something huge slamming into her lips as Thor
continues to thrust at her face.  She goes cross-eyed trying to see what's
happening and she's just barely able to focus her eyes on the big
Shepherd's cock.  Just as she realizes what she's seeing, Thor gives forth
with a huge, boiling gush of thin dog cum.  Renee sees the incredible knot
that's formed at the base of his cock, the knot that he's trying
desperately to force into her mouth.  That knot terrifies her even more
than the flood of cum that she's forced to swallow down into her stomach.
How can he have so much cum!? She's barely aware of the laughter and jeers
of the grown men all around her and only vaguely aware as Thor is pulled
from her lips.  A flood of thin dog cum flows down onto her chest, but only
long enough for Titan to replace Thor astraddle her young body.  Renee
whimpers when Titan tries to get his huge cock into her mouth, but she
doesn't have the strength to voice a protest.  She just opens her lips and
swallows the huge, red, slimy cock, then eagerly sucks on it as the big dog
rapidly fucks her pretty face.  The other dog is already back with his
rough tongue slurping greedily at her quivering pussy. It isn't long at all
before Renee swallows her second huge load of watery, earthy dog cum and
another gigantic knot bangs into her lips over and over.  She knows she
can't let him get that knot past her lips or she'll be in real trouble, but
she's so tired!  Who knew having constant, intense orgasms would be so
exhausting!  Titan is getting closer, pushing harder.  She's so afraid
he'll get his knot into her mouth! At the last second Titan and Thor are
both pulled away.  More cum pours down Renee's front. Renee can barely
raise her head - but when she does she's looking straight into the lens of
the camera that's perched on Jack's shoulder.  Jack smirks at her.  She
looks around to see all the men smirking at her and she knows a fresh bloom
of deep blush appears on her face.  She just sucked off two dogs in front
of them!  And she liked it!  OMG! Up on the screen Renee is down on her
knees by the pool, back to sucking little boy cocks as fast as she can. 
For the Renee bound on the floor, covered in dog cum, that seems like so
long ago. Jack hands off the camera and attaches the leash to Renee's
collar as someone else unhooks her leather ankle cuffs from the spreader
bar.  They help her back to her feet and give her a second to get her legs
steady underneath her.  God, she wishes Jack would unhook her wrists from
where they're clipped to her bondage harness.  But Jack does something
worse, he slides the pole of the spreader bar between her elbows and her
back, which forces her shoulders back painfully and makes her arch her
back. She suddenly feels much more vulnerable!  Her ample breasts,
glistening with slowly drying dog cum, push out provocatively.  Jack has
found a new way to shame her and put her on display for the camera and her
quintet of male admirers. Unbelievably, Renee's pussy quivers again.  She
has to admit to herself that the more time she spends as the center of
their depraved attention, the more she loves it!  But will they ever...? "I
don't think you'll be needing to talk any time soon, Renee," Jack whispers
from behind her.  A thick, short, red plastic penis dangles from an evil
black strap just in front her face and she shies back in fear.  "I think
you've used those pretty lips enough for a bit, don't you?  Open up now,
baby." For some reason the penis gag terrifies Renee.  It's going to fill
her mouth.  It's going to be incredible uncomfortable and frustrating.  She
can tell.  The idea that she'll be unable to speak, to beg them to stop,
eats into her soul.  But she doesn't have time to try to scream or beg -
Jack pushes the tip of the short penis against her lips and she has no
choice but to open wide and let him slide the terrible thing past her
pretty lips. "That's it, baby, I knew you'd like it.  You do like it don't
you?" With utter shame, Renee nods her head and capitulates to Jack's
dominance by sucking the fake cock deep into her mouth, until the leather
straps press into the sides of her lips.  "Oh yeah, you're such a
well-behaved slut, Renee," Jack croons as he pulls the straps behind her
head and tightens them down much tighter than Renee had expected.  She was
right about the uncomfortable gag.  It presses into the back of her throat
and nearly chokes her.  Her fear spikes even higher, her cute nose flares
as she struggles to breathe - betraying her panic to the watching camera -
but her cunny clenches even harder.  At least Jack is nice enough to pull
her beautiful straw-blonde hair out from under the straps. "We'd better get
you cleaned up a little bit, slut," Jack says quietly in Renee's ear.  "I
certainly wouldn't want you to suffer any discomfort as all that dog com
dries on your skin," he says with a chuckle and Renee understands he he's
just trying to emphasize her disgrace.  "Unless you'd rather we left all
that jism on your pretty titties, sweetie?" OMG!  Renee tries to say 'no,
no, please,' but she immediately discovers that the penis gag is completely
effective.  All that comes from her throat is a meaningless, frightened
moan. Suddenly all of the men are close, each with a simple wet washcloth.
Renee starts as hands reach out to clean her body.  Warm, wet cloth teases
her breasts and nipples.  She turns around as her pussy is groped, her ass,
even her face.  So many hands!  They come at her from every direction as
she spins and twists, unable to hide her fear.  So intimate!  She blushes
harder as she responds to the groping hands and fingers.  Her nipples
harden, her pussy creams, she forces a moan past her evil gag. "Enough, you
perverts!" Jack proclaims.  "She's clean.  Let's get on with the party!"
"Hell yes!" the men chorus. It's even more degrading to be led around by
the leash with her arms bound and the evil, thick bar forcing her into a
provocative posture.  Her breasts sway and jiggle in the harness that holds
them up like offerings.  Jack seems to know how humiliating it is, because
he takes a long, meandering path through the big house until they emerge
out into the mid-afternoon soon by the pool.  The other four men, all of
them now nude and sporting impressive erections - especially Jamal and
Patrick - take up positions here and there with cold drinks.  They admire
Renee's sweet young body as she'd forced to parade it up and down around
the pool.  She knows she looks like a slave, barely more than an animal,
and the total indignity of it thrills her in ways she didn't know were
possible. And still the beautiful fifteen-year-old is a virgin.  If it
weren't for the insane gag in her mouth, Renee would gasp at the thought.
She can feel the fundamental change that is rapidly approaching. After one
last lap around the deck, Jack leads Renee in front of the men and steps
over to join them.  Next to him, Eli Sr has the camera trained on her
pretty, gagged face.  She waits, trembling slightly, knowing that something
important is about to happen. "So, Renee," Jack smirks.  "Do you like being
our slutty little sex toy?" Renee's eyes flare at the unexpected question.
She blushes anew.  She thinks about what she looks like in her bondage
harness, with her tits jutting out towards the camera's evil lens.  She
nods her head.  Yes, she does like it, she knows she likes it. "That's
great, slut.  Now tell me the truth, Renee - tell everyone the truth.  Are
you still a virgin, Renee?" OMG!  This is even worse.  How does Jack know?
She feels how hot and red her face is.  But she nods her head.  Her
trembling gets worse. "Are you sure, slut?  Are you sure you didn't let one
of those little boys fuck you last night?  Are you sure you didn't fuck
some boy's daddy some time?  Are you sure you didn't fuck someone's dog,
Renee?  Are you sure?" Oh god, Jack's words are like daggers.  Yes, yes I'm
sure!  She nods her head vigorously, wishing so much that she could say it
out loud. "Okay, little girl, we believe you," Jack says in a voice that's
almost kind, almost fatherly.  "So then the question becomes, Renee - who
do you want to fuck you for the first time?  You have to pick, Renee.  You
have to pick the two men who are going to be the first to fuck you - unless
you'd like to let the dogs do the honors.  Would you rather let the two
dogs be the first to fuck you, Renee?" No!  NO!  NO!  Oh god.  She shakes
her head wildly, horrified! "Then choose, Renee.  Choose the two men who
are going to fuck you first." Jack stares into her eyes, waiting.  "Hurry,
Renee, or I might have to send for Thor and Titan." OMG!  Two?  Why two? 
She can't!  But she has to.  Oh god, why doesn't he just tell her who? 
Because this is worse, that's why - she understands.  She looks from man to
man, from excited, throbbing cock to cock.  Some of the men are slowly
stroking their cocks, some just let them jut out in front of them.  Oh god!
Renee can't stand it.  She quickly steps up to Jamal and nods her head at
the handsome black man with the big cock.  That's one.  She's chosen.  For
a second she glances at Patrick and his gigantic cock, but she simply
can't, it's too frightening.  And so she steps back over to Jack and nods
to him as well.  Jamal and Jack.  Oh god, what has she done?

   Mercifully, Jack removes the bar from behind Renee's back, but he
doesn't remove the clips that bind her wrists to the harness at the small
of her back.  He leads Renee by her leash to one of the cushioned pool
lounges - the same one where she spent so much time sucking little boy
cocks.  She knows he's chosen that one to remind her of how much time she's
already spent being the party slut. As Jack lies back on the cushions, his
eager erection pointing at the bound little girl, he pulls her on top of
his body until she's straddling his legs.  Her breasts still push out
invitingly as she tries to keep her balance.  Jack hands the leash off to
Patrick and grabs Renee's curvaceous hips. Oh god, oh god, this is it! 
Jack is going to do it - while all the others watch.  It's both
embarrassing and exciting!  Renee's traitorous, tight pussy floods with
anticipation as Jack's strong hands pull her forward and her cunny slides
atop his thick manhood, trapping it in a valley of warm, wet flesh.  She
has a cock pressed against her sex! "Show me how much you want it, Renee -
show all of us how much you want your first fuck." OMG!  She doesn't know
what to do!  She wants him inside her so badly, but she doesn't know how.
And they're all standing around, waiting and laughing and filming her.  She
knows she's blushing horribly.  She knows he's teasing her without mercy.
She just doesn't know what to do!  She suddenly feels so young and
helpless. But the throbbing of Jack's warm flesh between the folds of her
young cunt is amazing, so inviting.  And she understands.  She's bound and
unstable and afraid, but she knows what to do!  Renee uses the gifts given
to every girl, every slut - she uses her pelvis and her spine to grind her
cunny harder against Jack's thick cock.  She undulates her torso, faster
and faster.  Her pussy easily slides up and down along the underside of
Jack's dick.  She must look like some indecent lap dancer, but she doesn't
care: Jack is moaning and rocking his hips to meet hers and IT FEELS SO
GOOD!
Renee is still grinding against Jack like mad when she feels someone
slide in close behind her.  Big dark hands come around her front to play
with her bouncing, jiggling breasts.  Once again she would gasp if it
weren't for the evil penis gag.  As it is she throws her shoulders back to
press against Jamal's broad chest.  Between his grip on her breasts and the
support of his chest she's able to increase the strength of her undulations

and she's rewarded with a loud moan from Jack. "Are you ready, little
girl?" Jamal whispers from behind her.  Renee nods her head
enthusiastically.  She want's to scream yes, yes fuck me, but the words are
clearly written on her agonized face.  "Then here it comes, slut!" Jamal
has a solid one-armed grip around Renee's torso with her right breast
clutched in his left hand.  She feels him lift her.  She feels Jamal run
his cock through the entrance of her virgin pussy, using his fingers to
tease her and lubricate his cock with her own juices.  He withdraws and she
feels Jack's hand worm between them to position himself.  She feels Jamal
slide something up and down through the crack of her curvaceous young ass
and only now does she finally understand why Jack made her pick two men.
No, no, no!  She wants to scream, but of course she can't.  Not at the same
time!  Not her first time!  They can't do this, no, no, please! But of
course they can.  Jack slots the head of his cock into Renee's sopping cunt
and swirls it around, proving easily how ready and needy she is.  Jamal
pushes the head of his cock directly against her tiny back opening.  It's
impossible that he could fit that huge thing inside that tiny hole, but she
knows he's going to try. Renee realizes that she is screaming, but it
sounds like she's merely moaning, almost as if she's begging for them to do
it.  Suddenly she wants to beg them.  Her eyes flare in anticipation and
she screams please, please, please, now!  into her gag. The men enter the
fifteen-year-old's cunt and ass at the same moment, a perfectly coordinated
ballet of lust and domination.  Her screaming ramps up as she loses her
virginity in every possible way, all in an instant.  And then, as Renee
shivers and throws her head and shoulders back, straining every muscle in
her small body, her eyes wide with terror, the two fathers start to fuck
her in perfect tandem, almost as if they've done this a thousand times to a
thousand other little teens. Renee reels as the men fuck her.  She screams.
It hurt when they entered her!  But now, so soon, the pain is washed away
by the sheer depraved pleasure of it.  The cock in her pussy thrusts
incredibly deep, deeper than she ever thought possible, even as the cock in
her ass is withdrawn until nothing but the wide, bulbous head is left
inside her.  They switch.  Jamal's huge jackhammer forces its way up and up
and up, so fast, until she feels it rearranging her insides, like it wants
to push up into her stomach, while Jack's cock is withdrawn to the very
brink of leaving her. Suddenly the little girl is so glad she's being
fucked by two men at once!  It isn't just the shame of it, the knowledge
that she can't help showing the other men and the camera how much she likes
it.  It's more.  Each time one of the men withdraws from her she feels a
pang of longing, like they were leaving her forever - and it's only the
forceful thrust of the other that makes the longing bearable.  How could
any girl stand to be fucked by only one man at a time?  It's inconceivable.
The true depth of Renee's depravity, her need to be a slut for these men,
for all men, for all the boys of the world, hits her young brain like a
sledgehammer.  She begins to shake, uncontrollably, as climax takes away
her ability to think.  In that moment of ultimate lust and depravity, Renee
is reborn through orgasm into a new being.  Her place in the world, her
reason for being is all made clear to her.  With her first ever cock
fucking her cunt, her first ever cock fucking her ass and a fake cock
locked into her mouth, Renee rides the waves of ecstasy that only a fully
realized cock slut could possibly enjoy to such depth.  Renee is and will
always be a disciple who worships on the alter of the penis - a slave to
her intense carnal desires. Jamal cums first, ramming his big cock as deep
into the little girl's ass as he can get it, moaning about how tight and
good she is.  Jack isn't far behind, although he doesn't feel the need to
announce his climax.  They fill her body with semen, warming her from the
inside with their hot lust for her.  And all the while Renee writhes in
shameful orgasmic pleasure. The gang bang moves on in earnest.  All of the
men are eager for a turn with the hot, tight teen. Face up, Renee feels Eli
Sr's cock push up into her ass as Mark kneels between both of their legs,
grips her hips and pounds away at her sloppy cunt.  Her breasts bob and
bounce in an erotic dance as the two men fuck her with impressive energy.
She sees that Jack is busy recording the moment for posterity and she can't
help a pang of terror at the thought of what he intends to do with the
hours and hours of video he has of all of Renee's humiliating adventures.
The two men both attain hard, lively orgasms with lots of swearing,
moaning, and loud pronouncements that Renee is a slut, a whore, a nasty
cunt. Renee is with Jamal again, astride his tall body.  For a moment her
breasts dangle in his face and her poor nipples are tortured with his
tongue and teeth.  She wants to scream at him to fuck her.  She feels so
empty.  But she realizes, too late, that the only man who hasn't fucked her
yet is Patrick - the owner of the cock that belongs on a horse, or maybe an
elephant.  Even as Jamal smiles and slides her small body higher, until he
can enter her wet, clenching pussy, she feels Patrick pushing in behind her
and she knows her fate is sealed - she can't stop him - she doesn't want to
stop him.  OMG!  OMG!  He's going to stretch her so...  "NNNNNNNNNN!" Drat
the uncomfortable, humiliating gag that keeps her from screaming. Patrick's
huge monster is painful but wonderful as he fucks deep into Renee's tight
ass.  Jamal is big too - though not as big as the redhead.  Renee can't
believe her small body can accommodate such a mass of man-meat.  Somehow
she manages.  Somehow the pain recedes.  Somehow she's forced to throw her
head back and moan as a new wave of orgasm claims her full attention.  When
Patrick unlooses his load of sperm into her bowels he pulls at her long
blonde hair and growls quietly into her ear "There's a lot more where that
came from, little slut!  Anytime you want it - you can have it." Just as
Renee's jaw really begins to ache from the tormenting penis gag, someone
unbuckles it.  She gasps with relief, dragging in deep breaths of the cool
night air.  OMG!  It's dark.  How many hours has she been stuffed full of
throbbing, excited cocks?  How much cum have they left inside of her?  Even
better, her wrists are unclipped from the back of her harness.  Her arms
scream as she moves them, but it's still an incredible gift. Renee thinks
the ordeal must be nearly over, but just as she does she hears Jack whisper
something into her that chills her to the bone. "Don't worry, baby," Jack
whispers.  "I didn't want to disappoint you, so I have a whole new wave of
guys coming to help us out.  How does three more big, hard, eager cocks
sound to you?" "Ohhhhh, god," Renee moans back.  More?  She can't take any
more!  But...  but...  oh god, she's so far gone.  "Yes, yes, more!" she
pleads weakly. "That's my little slut!" Jack hisses.  "But I don't entirely
trust these guys, baby.  So I want to make sure they're in for keeps before
I let them see what they've really got.  Besides, you're pretty, but all
the rest of us are a little tired of your face." "What?" Renee starts to
say, but the blinding black hood is pulled over her face!  She's blind and
bound again.  Why?  Is he bringing all those boys back?  Who is coming?  Oh
god!  Panic is like an aphrodisiac and she creams her tight pussy on the
man who is underneath her.  Is it Mark?  She's lost track and she can no
longer see.  She feels the man quivering as he loses another load of cum in
her womb and then she's lifted off him and left on the lounge cushion
alone, on all fours.  For just a moment she's completely alone, blind and
shivering with fearful anticipation. "What the fuck?  You guys are late. 
But better late than never!" Jack declares to the sounds of high fives. 
"Drinks are over there - and I bet you can tell where the entertainment is.
Clothes off guys - that's the only rule." The new men have arrived at the
party!  How many now?  Oh god, eight?  But she's only one little girl! 
Renee isn't given time to think about that - a cock is shoved past her
lips. It's only half erect and she understands her job is to get it excited
and ready to fuck her, so she concentrates on sucking hard like the good,
worshipful little cock slut she's become.  She doesn't stop bobbing her
head or slurping at the rapidly swelling cock even when she feels someone
kneeling behind her, slotting his cock into her sopping, abused cunt.  She
wants to scream "fuck me" as the man plays with her pussy, using his
fingers to tease her swollen clit and drive her crazy.  The tumescent cock
in her mouth prevents her demand.  But suddenly, almost as if it were
orchestrated, the two men shove their hard cocks into her at once, spitting
her. Renee realizes that the man in her mouth isn't going to accept just
being sucked!  His cock is long and fat, smaller than Jamal but still
sizable.  And he wants to shove it down her throat!  No, no, I'm not ready
for that!  Obviously the man doesn't care if she's ready or not.  He's
going to teach her, right now.  He's going to fuck her throat. It would be
easier if the man behind her wasn't pounding her so hard and fast.  It's
hard to concentrate, to try to find the will to relax her throat and let
the cock down her throat before he hurts her.  The man seems to understand
this, as he suddenly says "Hang on, Parker, hold still.  I don't think the
little cock-slut knows how to deep-throat - not yet anyway." OMG!  OMG! 
OMG!  No, no, no, no, oh god, please no!  It can't be!!  Renee nearly
faints from shock. "Okay, little girl," the man says.  "You've got a nice
warm mouth, but it's time to take this here pecker down your throat.  Just
relax now, baby.  Relax that throat, here we go." Renee hears the voice
again and she would scream if he wasn't pressing his cock inexorably into
her throat.  She has to do as he says.  She always has to do as he says! 
No, no, no, she thinks, but she concentrates hard and relaxes her throat
and tries to swallow and oh, god, he slides deeper and deeper until she can
feel his balls pressed against her chin.  There's a hush all around the
pool deck as the other men watch.  The man very slowly begins to rock
forward and back, fucking her throat.  Longer and longer and strokes,
faster and faster, with his hand clutching the back of her head. OMG!  OMG!
Renee understands now why Jack wanted her hooded before the other men
arrived.  The man forcing her to deep-throat him is her daddy, Rick
Robertson.  ONG!  My daddy is raping my throat! And Parker?  Oh god, Parker
is daddy's best friend.  Her daddy's best friend is fucking her while her
daddy is making her deep throat him.  They drive deep inside her at the
same time and she feels like a pig on a spit. They don't even know who she
is! When he's ready, Renee's daddy pulls his cock from her throat and spews
his cum into her mouth, then tells her to swallow it.  Ever the dutiful
daughter and cock-slut she does as she's told, only to be rewarded by
another big cock in her mouth. "That's it Peter," Renee hears her daddy
say. She's all warmed up for you.  Let's see some tonsil calisthenics."
Peter?  Oh god, no, not Peter Chae!  Renee had had a terrible crush on
Peter when he was her middle school PE teacher.  She can't believe he's the
man forcing his long cock down her throat like her daddy did.  Two of
daddy's friends spitting her and they don't even know. She can hear the six
other men chattering and laughing at her expense.  She hears Mike and
Patrick comparing how tight she was, Eli Sr extolling Hal to finish up and
leave some pussy for the rest of them.  And she hears Jack explaining to
her daddy that he's in for a huge surprise - something he's never seen
before - something he'll want to tell his grandsons about.  She hears her
daddy laugh, slap Jack on the back and yell "bring it on, man, bring it
on!" And the gang bang continues.  Man after man, cock after cock, thrust
after thrust, orgasm after orgasm.  Her young body is only ever empty for
brief moments as they shift her from one position to another.  There are
hands and fingers everywhere.  There are always two cocks in her, sometimes
three.  Blind, she can't keep track of who's who.  She's drinks more cum
and hears the nasty, degrading things they say as they fuck her and fuck
her and fuck her... Eight horny, high, inebriated daddies and one precious,
sexy little girl of only fifteen.  Too bad it can't last forever.



   Part 3: Renee and the Bells

   Renee Robertson wakes up to sunlight streaming in through a tall window.
She blinks and pulls the covers tighter over her shoulder, turning away
from the light, still half asleep.  Her eyes snap open.  Is this deja vu?
Hasn't she been here before?  Wasn't she naked that time too?  What's going
on? "Don't worry, baby, you're safe," Jack Richardson says from his
comfortable armchair. She's back in his big bed, upstairs.  Memories flood
her confused brain - bad memories.  OMG!  She can't remember passing out.
She can remember someone putting a bottle to her lips, late in the night -
something fruity and sugary that she gulped down even as two men were... 
Oh god, did all that really happen? Renee shifts in bed and moans.  She
hurts!  She's sore everywhere! "Yeah, you're probably pretty sore,
sweetheart," Jack says with a chuckle.  "Don't worry, a nice soak in a
really hot bath with some epsom salts will fix that." "But...  but the
party.  Where did everyone go?  What happened?" "The party?  Oh, baby, the
party isn't over yet.  The party has a another whole night to go." Jack
smiles at the terrified little girl, who can't believe what she's hearing.
"Go on now, baby.  You go ahead and eat something and I'll get you a nice
hot bath going.  Okay?" Resigned to her fate - knowing she won't even try
to escape from the nightmare she's still living, Renee turns to find
another tray of scrumptious looking food.  God!  She's so hungry.

   Renee descends the stairs demurely, eyes down, beautiful hair carefully
brushed and shining.  Her aches and pains are still with her, but
diminished to mere annoyances by her long soak and a couple of pain pills.
She steps very carefully, unsure of herself.  Her leash dangles down to
nestle between her gorgeous young breasts, then arches gently across to
Jack's hand.  She hardly even notices the black leather collar anymore, and
she isn't wearing anything else to notice at all.  Besides, Renee's
attention is fully drawn to the mortifying new additions to her slut look -
additions she can feel and see and even hear. Two small, tight clips are
attached to Renee's tender nipples and from each clip dangles a small
golden bell.  The bells don't weigh much, but they swing this way and that
with every step, and they make a surprisingly loud, pleasant peal.  And as
they swing and dangle the little bells torture Renee's nipples, keeping her
constantly aroused and irritated in equal measure.  She would love to tear
the horrible things off, but the handcuffs that keep her arms firmly bound
behind her back prevent such bad behavior. But the bells on Renee's nipples
aren't the only new humiliation to audibly announce her arrival.  The
nipple-clamps are hardly enough to throw her off her gait and make her
fearful of falling, not even in her high heels.  No, that torture comes
from the large anal plug that Jack slid into her ass and inflated just
moments earlier.  With every step, every movement, she feels the huge thing
pressing her insides, despite the fact that it's barely half an inch thick
at her anus.  Even worse - dangling from the thick ass plug is a thick,
two-foot tail of black, shiny hair.  And tied into the tail, every four
inches from top to bottom, are more of the little golden bells, each of
them chiming and tinkling with every step the poor child takes as she
descends into day three of Jack's party. The eyes of Eli Sr, Mark and
Patrick are glued to Renee as she slowly descends the stairs.  All of them
have wicked smirks on their faces.  Jamal stands back slightly, handling
the camera.  She can't take her eyes off the lens, and she blushes yet
again at the thought of what it's capturing and who the audience might be
who will enjoy the hours of recordings. But despite the shame, the
questions, the nipple-torment and the huge plug rearranging her insides,
much of Renee's confused mind is trying to imagine what Jack might have in
store for her for night three of his outrageous party.  What else could
they possibly do to her!?  Not knowing the answer to that question is
intoxicating and terrifying and Renee can only hope the men can't tell how
excited it makes her.  Or perhaps it's the opposite; perhaps she wants them
to feel her lustful, erotic excitement more than anything.  Even Renee
doesn't know which. Jack proceeds to walk his blushing little captive
around the house for the enjoyment of all the men.  Once again Renee is
subjected to the most degrading comments and frequent gropes.  Mark, in
particular, laughs every time he fondles a perky breast or pats her smooth
ass and gets the little bells to tinkle.  Since all the bells have slightly
different tones, he's desperate to play Renee like a musical instrument -
but the others all want their turn and he'll just have to learn to live
with his disappointment. The terrible parade ends back in the big family
room, where once again there's video of Renee and her adventures up on the
big screen.  She see's herself writhing and moaning in obvious pleasure as
Eli Sr fucks her in the pussy and Patrick uses his huge cock to invade her
tight ass.  Just watching makes her pussy clench and flood with excitement.
She has trouble tearing her eyes from the screen until Jack pulls on her
leash to remind her where she is and who's in charge.  She turns to face
the center of the room and sees something there that turns her blood to
ice. "Ah, Renee," Jack says, "I see you appreciate the nice present I got
for you.  This is called a stockade, sweetie.  I had it made just for you.
In fact Patrick was the one who constructed it.  Wasn't that nice of him?
What do you say to Patrick, Renee?" Renee's eyes are so big.  It isn't at
all hard to understand how the evil-looking device waiting for her on the
floor works.  It's simplicity itself - down on the floor, one vertical bar
connected to two horizontal bars, with leather wrist and ankle cuffs at the
ends of the two horizontal bars; a fourth metal bar rising up from the
vertical bar, topped with a small, thickly padded platform, a platform, to
rest someone's mid-chest on; and a fifth metal bar rising straight up from
the center of the shorter horizontal bar, topped by a loop of metal with a
simple hinge and a padlock, a loop of metal just the right size to fit
around the neck of a little girl - a little girl like Renee.  She slowly
brings her gaze up to look into the smirking face of Patrick.  "Th-thanks?"
she says, trembling all over. Jack steps close behind Renee and removes her
leash.  He unlocks her handcuffs and steps even closer to her, pressing
into her trembling back.  He reaches around to lift one perfect, ample
breast.  His breath is hot on her neck and she feels his tongue lightly run
along the skin and down the edge of her jaw.  His other hand reaches
between her legs and his fingers test her cunt, proving that she's
incredibly wet.  "God, Renee, my beauty, my little slut, my precious child
- you're so perfect, so sweet, and so very ready.  You're going to be
perfect, my love." Renee lets Jack press her forward and down to her knees.
She straddles the center pole and bends forward until her mid-chest rests
against the pad of the stockade and her pretty breast dangle freely in
front of it, tinkling.  Without even being told, she widens her knees to
place her ankles at the ends of the rear bar and sets her wrists next to
the cuffs at the forward bar. She's so very frightened of the evil device,
but she's so excited that it's there for her, to showcase her and fix her
in place as the center of attention of all those men.  She could kick,
scream, run away - but she doesn't.  She can't help whimpering as Jack
buckles cuffs onto her ankles, forcing her knees wider apart, then comes
around to buckle the cuffs to her wrists, forcing her down onto her elbows.
Her bells tinkle again and again, like an invitation to dinner - and she's
the main course.  While she still can, she strains to turn her head to see
that the humiliating tail arches upwards out of her upturned ass, then
drops down between her legs.  Renee is completely helpless and presented to
her audience like some kind of cat in heat. "Oh god, Jack, please." Renee
whimpers as Jack closes the ring around her neck and she hears the padlock
snap close.  He takes her chin in his hand and lifts her face to look him
in the eye, raising his eyebrows for the rest of her plea.  "Please, Jack,
please won't someone fuck me?" Laughter ripples around the room, but Jack
just smiles.  "All in good time, dear.  But we have to wait for the rest of
our guests to arrive.  We wouldn't want anyone to miss anything, would we."
Renee's eyes flare.  "More guests?" she whispers, but her only answer is a
soft kiss from Jack.  Then he shows her the dreaded black hood and with a
terrible smile he pulls it over her head, carefully arranging it to leave
her pretty lips visible.  But once again she's completely blind. "Now be a
good little slut and don't say anything, baby.  I don't want to have to gag
you again." Jack whispers into her ear. She hears Jack as he rises, joins
the others and they all leave the family room.  Even the sound of the video
is turned off.  Renee is left alone, blind and bound and helpless.

   It feels to Renee as if they leave her bound there for hours.  But it
can't really be that long before she starts to hear people filtering back
into the room.  There's more and more of them, a crowd!  They murmur and
mill about, but no one touches her or speaks clearly.  She's the center of
their attention, but she can't see them!  She hates it and it's
humiliating. More people arrive.  More men.  Their chatter increases and
one voice rises above the others in her ears - daddy!  Oh god, no, daddy is
here again! It occurs to Renee that she never let on to Jack that she knows
her daddy used her body again and again the previous night.  Does Jack know
she knows?  Of course he does!  He seems to know everything about her. 
Jack's words come back to haunt her, 'you're in for a huge surprise, Rick -
something you've never seen before - something you'll want to tell your
grandsons about.' What could the surprise be?  Is it her, his daughter,
bound and fucked?  Is that why she's wearing the awful hood?  Is that why
he told her not to speak.  Not knowing what's going to happen is torture!
It's humiliating.  It's exquisite.  But Renee won't spoil Jack's little
secret. The noise of the crowd grows and Renee can hear enough snippets to
know that she really is the center of attention.  The tension grows as
well. Her need grows just as fast.  She wants to beg someone to fuck her,
she needs it so much, but she's too well trained already to break Jack's
commands.  But another idea occurs to her!  She can't speak, but maybe she
can entice one of them to help her - help her with their big fat cock that
is.  And didn't Jack give her the perfect way to do that. Renee is bound
helpless and vulnerable on her hands and knees, but she can still move
enough to do what she needs to do.  She can wiggle her upraised ass.  She
can shake her shoulders and make her dangling breasts wobble and swing. 
And in the process she can play a little tune on her many bells.  She
strains her muscles to push her ass even higher and fights against her
bondage to get as much movement in her shameful tail as she can manage. 
The bells tinkle and chime like mad, and the tail swishes from side to
side, tickling her inner thighs horribly.  Her arousal and need grow
exponentially as she desperately tries to flirt with the crowd of men - men
that she knows are horny and would love to fuck her!  Oh god, she needs it
so bad. "And there you have it," rings out Jack's loud, clear voice.  "Just
look how desperate our trained little cock-slut has become.  Have you ever
seen such a wanton display of female depravity?" A roar of laughter meets
Jack's little speech and the captive child cringes in shame, for she knows
what he says is only the truth.  And the men's laughter only makes her need
so much worse. Renee feels Jack's hand rest gently on her shoulders and
wishes once again that she could see.  Her temporary blindness makes
everything else so much worse.  "Do you need a big fat cock, little girl?"
Jack says.  "Show us.  Show us how you beg for a monster cock to fuck your
tight little pussy." He swipes one finger through her swollen, wet labia
and she can't hold back an incoherent moan of desire.  "Show us all."
Again, Renee struggles to get her ass higher, to wave her mortifying tail
about as seductively as possible.  All the bells tinkle, each of them
giving a little peal that sounds almost like 'please, please, please.' She
can't believe she's doing something so incredibly shameful, but she can't
stop herself. "What do you say, gentlemen, shall we give our little slut a
big throbbing cock to assuage her desire?  Shall we see just how far she'll
go to fulfill the burning need she feels in that gorgeous tight pussy?" The
chorus of jeers includes 'yes' and 'give it to her' and many versions of
'I'll fuck her!' It's deafening. "No, no, none of you," Jack says, quieting
the boisterous crowd of men.  "We have some special guests to help our
precious wee cock-slut with her problem.  Gentlemen, please welcome our
first special guest for the evening - Titan!" Titan!  A horrifying image
dances through Renee's brain as she hears the cheers.  She imagines Mark or
Eli Sr leading the huge long-haired German Shepherd into the room.  No, no,
no, please!  she wants to scream.  Not a dog!  Please not a dog!  Suddenly
she understands the stockade - it's the perfect way to hold her in position
and help complete her ultimate humiliation, being bred to a huge dog. 
Wait! Didn't Jack say 'guests?' OMG!! "Titan is a Titan amongst canines, my
friends!" Jack announces.  "He's a Shiloh Shepherd, weighing in at 140
pounds." There's a susurrus of excitement across the room at the shear bulk
and strength of the dog that strains at his leash, nearly pulling Eli Sr
across the room.  "With your permission, gentlemen...  let the show begin!"
The first thing Renee feels is Titan's tongue, lashing across her lips,
bringing back the memory of kissing him the day before.  And she doesn't
disappoint the crowd this time either, she kisses the big canine back even
though she can't see him.  But Titan doesn't just want to kiss the little
girl who's holding still in such a submissive position, like she was
begging him to dominate her.  He remembers how tasty she is!  Leaving off
her mouth, he rubs his coat all down the side of her body, marking her with
his scent, then whirls around for a good long taste of her wonderful sex.
Ooh!  The way the little girl wiggles her ass back and forth when he shoves
his tongue up in between the warm folds of her pink pussy is intoxicating.
And her tail twitches back and forth like mad.  Such an invitation,
although the tinkling sounds she makes are confusing!  Titan presses his
shoulder to her butt and slides it all up the other side of her body,
courting her, letting her know he's ready to take her as his little bitch.
She moans a throaty, desperate moan.  Her ass continues to waggle.  She
trembles all over.  Every sign says 'yes, yes, I submit!' But the mind of
the young girl who can't stop her body from signaling her willingness to
the big dog is reeling, terrified, finally realizing she's let things go
too far.  They want her to fuck a dog!  In front of a crowd of men.  In
front her daddy!  NOOOO!  NOOOO! Renee screams the first time the dog tries
to jump onto her back to mount her.  His weight comes down on her back and
he scrabbles to grab her waist, but in reality he's a dog and she's a girl
and it isn't exactly right.  He drops back to his paws and circles her
again, pressing his fur into her sides and swiping at her here and there
with his long rough tongue.  The bells on her nipples chime loudly when he
slobbers across her breasts.  Then he's ready for another try. "Oh my god!
No, please, please!" Renee finally screams out loud.  But her pleas are
useless, her fear is of no consequence - and her ultimate humiliation is
inevitable.  Titan rears up again, centered perfectly this time.  His
strong front legs curl around her waist and hook hard against her thighs.
His weight presses Renee down, a whole new level of dominance of the little
girl.  Her tail is pressed into her butt and the anal plug tilts inside her
as she cries out in terror.  Hot precum stings her and dribbles down her
thighs.  Titan's rear paws dance as he struggles to find the perfect
position, but in fact the stockade is holding Renee exactly where she needs
to be for him to easily overcome any mismatch in their anatomies. The crowd
goes crazy as they sense the moment they've waited for.  "Jesus, look how
fast he humps," and "Fuck, he's got her now," are typical of the comments
zooming across the room.  Renee can't see any of the men, but she's already
heard many zippers and she realizes that many of the men are stroking their
cocks as they watch her with the giant dog. The young teen is completely
helpless.  Whether she wants it or not, the dog is going to fuck her and
fuck her hard as everyone watches.  And suddenly she realizes that part of
her does want it.  The deepest, darkest part of Renee simply can't resist
the opportunity to be the absolute center of attention, no matter how
humiliating and depraved it may be.  That little part of her brain
blossoms, nurtured by the dog's dominance, the rapid jangling of all her
shameful little bells and the crowd's jeering barbs.  It wins the fight
with the rest of her conscience!  "Oh god, Titan, Titan, yes!  FUCK ME! 
FUCK ME!  PLEASE!" Renee cries out at the top of her lungs. And Titan does
just that.  As he humps forward again and again, poking in the general
direction of his little bitch's cunt and soaking her with jet after jet of
stinging precum, the tip of his thick red rocket finally encounters the
warm wetness of her tight embrace and a signal travels instantaneously to
his canine brain - yes, you found the mark, right...  THERE! Titan's
assault is instantaneous.  He slams his cock between the puffy outer
guardians of Renee's precious sex and straight on through to the very depth
of her pussy.  He's so big!  As big as Jamal, easily.  But Jamal has never
fucked a girl as thoroughly and rapidly as Titan can fuck Renee.  That huge
cock moves in and out faster than a man could count, much less perform. 
Her little bells sound like wind chimes in a hurricane. Renee's world
shrinks to a tiny bubble - a bubble that surrounds her and the magnificent
dog.  Jack's house and the big video screen, her audience and their jeering
cheers, it all vanishes from her perception.  As the dog fucks her twenty
times faster than a man could ever manage, time slows to a crawl and the
details become sharp - his weight on her back, his claws at her thighs, the
strange feel of his fur against her smooth skin, the ring around her neck,
her humiliating bondage, the rapid ringing of the bells on her nipples, the
big ass plug that makes her pussy even tighter for her doggy lover - and
above all else the sheer force of his animal domination and the rapidly
blooming intensity of the pleasure in her cunt. Climax overwhelms Renee's
confused mind in less than a minute.  "Oh god, yes, yes, Titan!  YES!" she
screams, oblivious to the hooting delight of her audience.  Even as she
screams and orgasms she feels the rapid change in Titan's cock - the way it
swells even thicker and then something even bigger forces through her
entrance, again and again.  A vision of the knot on his cock, the knot he'd
tried to force into her mouth, explodes in her mind and she understands
that Titan is finalizing her ultimate debasement - he's going to tie her!
But she can't care - her pleasure is too great.  And when the huge dog
slams his cock into her one last time, when he's barely able to squeeze the
knot past her puffy, velvety entrance and past the extra constriction of
the ass plug, when the knot is fully embedded and swells up another inch or
more and massive quantities of his hot thin cum explodes from the pointy
tip to warm her depths, Renee understands, right then, that she's hooked.
She's hooked on the sex, hooked on the debauchery, hooked on the
humiliation - and most of all hooked on the domination of being tied to the
massive cock of a large dog. There's no going back.  Renee will dream of
this moment, fantasize about reliving it every day.  As if she's had one
too many doses of heroine, Renee is addicted to the pleasure of the
humiliation and submission and she understands she will forever want to be
some man or some dog's little slut-bitch.

   As Renee realizes that she really is tied to the dog, that he can't pull
his swollen knot out of her even as he tries, the rest of the world comes
back to her.  How long will she be trapped under the big brute?  What does
she look like to all the men in her audience?  She quivers almost violently
under the canine as her orgasm, still fed by the sheer size of the knot
inside her, lingers on. "Well now, gentlemen!" Renee jerks her head up at
the unexpected sound of Jack's voice.  "Did I not promise you an
extravaganza?" Great applause and cheers meet his question to the crowd. 
"But as you can see - our sweet slut is now tied to her new lover.  She'll
be hosting that magnificent cock of his for half an hour at least.  Now we
all know how impatient she gets if she's not allowed to service as many as
possible.  So who'd like to step up and be the first to keep our little
slut's mouth busy?" Pandemonium erupts.  It seems every man in the room -
and there seem to be so many - wants to be first.  The energy in the room
seems to annoy Titan and he dances about on his back legs, pulling and
tugging at Renee's cunt.  She moans piteously, but it's lost in the noise
of the crowd. "Settle down, gentlemen!" Jack bellows and the crowd
subsides. "I was only kidding!  The honor of going first belongs to our
special guest - Rick Robertson." Renee jerks at the mention of her daddy!
No!  She has to bite her lip not to scream.  Not her daddy, not again!  But
she hears the footsteps just in front of her, she feels a hand on her head
through the awful black hood. "Wait, wait," Jack says.  "Didn't I promise
you a huge surprise, Rick?  Something you'd never seen before, something to
tell your grandsons?" "Jesus, Jack - what could possible top watching a hot
little girl fuck a big mongrel?" "How about this, Rick?" Jack says and
tears away the blinding hood that covers the hot little girl's face. Renee
blinks rapidly as the light floods her eyes and she hears her daddy cry out
"Holy shit, Jack!  That's my...  that's my...  holy shit!" "Daddy?" Renee
manages to say.  She sees the shock on his face, the way he takes in her
situation with new appreciation now that he knows it's his own daughter
entertaining the crowd of men.  His eyes travel up and down her body.  She
sees the moment when he realizes that she's the same girl - the one he'd
raped in the throat and fucked, again and again.  What is He going to do
now that he knows?  "Daddy?" All of her humiliation and uncertainty and
fear flow into that one, piteous word. Rick doesn't stumble back and run
from the room.  Rick doesn't lose his cool and scream at his slutty
daughter.  Rick doesn't attack Jack, the man responsible for debauching his
child beyond imagining.  No, Rick Robertson's eyes flare with excitement.
He steps forward, kneels down, wraps his fist into his gorgeous daughter's
blonde hair, tilts her head back and feeds his throbbing cock into her warm
mouth.  He looks over the child's shoulder at the huge dog weighing her
down and drooling on the back of her neck, and howls until the dog raises
his head and howls along. Cheers and laughter erupt all around the room. 
Renee swallows her daddy's cock and sucks on it with everything she has. 
Her tongue attacks the big intruder.  She does everything she can to please
him, drinking in the mortifying energy from the crowd, energy that renews
the climax in her stuffed pussy.  Once again the bells at her nipples
tinkle. Renee's daddy fucks her mouth with enthusiasm until he can't hold
back any longer.  His hot cum boils out just as he pulls away so that he
ices her face with thick goo.  He rises to a loud round of applause,
grinning from ear to ear. For the first time, Renee is able to see her
audience.  The room seems so crowded!  She spots all eight of the men who'd
used her so thoroughly the night before, but she also sees boys, lots of
boys!  It's Ryan and Marty and all the other boys from the birthday party,
back from their soccer tournament.  And it's one of those boys, Ryan, who
steps up to take the place of Renee's daddy.  His twelve-year-old's cock
seems tiny compared to her daddy's, but it isn't long before Renee is
swallowing an impressive load of young Ryan's hot jism. Renee sucks four
cocks, swallowing loads of hot cum, before Titan is finally able to pull
his huge knot past her ass plug and constricted opening.  She screams, but
not from the pain, from the terrible emptiness - as if she's no longer
complete.  But she doesn't have to suffer the empty feeling for long, for
only minutes later another huge dog - this time a Great Dane - is cleaning
up the rivers of thin cum that flowed down her legs as Titan extracted
himself from her.  The big dog quickly moves up to her pussy and she
shivers with anticipation: if this dog's tongue is any indication, his cock
will be massive. Even as Renee begins to enjoy the attentions of the second
dog, wagging her ass to encourage him and tinkle the little bells in her
tail, wantonly enticing him to dominate her, Jack prepares one final
humiliation for the young girl.  He has Patrick lead Titan around in front
of her so that her face is just inches behind his ass and she can see the
size of his magnificent, dangling cock. "So, it just seems fair, little
bitch," Jack says to Renee, kneeling next to her.  "If Bruno back there is
going to clean you up, then you really ought to clean Titan up.  Don't you
think?" Renee's eyes flare with surprise, but she doesn't try to stop Jack
when he pulls the dog's cock up between his back legs and feeds the pointy,
quivering red tip into Renee's mouth.  "That's it, Renee, suck him nice and
clean - then you can enjoy some quality time with Bruno." Renee isn't
forced to suck Titan's slowly shrinking cock for long.  Jack has made his
point - that there's nothing Renee won't do, no matter how humiliating. 
And there are far too many men and boys eager to get their own cocks
between her pretty lips while they watch her get fucked or licked by a dog.
But first she needs to be mounted again. She can't see that Eli Sr.  is
actually holding the big Great Dane back, letting the dog lick at her
enflamed pussy, but preventing him from mounting her.  As Titan is led
away, Renee's cunny is begging her for a cock.  Licking is wonderful, but
it wants to be FULL!  And so Renee does exactly what Jack hopes she would
do - she looks into the lens of his camera and she begs, she pleads, she
screams for relief from her never-ending need. "Please!  Please!  Oh god,
let him fuck me.  Let him fuck me now!  Please!" Jack smirks as he signals
Eli Sr to let the dog go.  The dog tries to mount her, but misses.  He
dances around her as she pleads with him.  "Bruno, Bruno, please, come on,
you can do it.  Oh god please!" She waggles her ass for him and tinkles
like crazy as the big dog presses against her sides, gets confused and
tries to mount her head, scaring the poor girl nearly to death, then gets
back behind her and tries yet again.  "Oh my god!  Oh my god!  He's so
big!!" the fifteen-year-old screams, for indeed the dog's cock is huge and
he hasn't wasted any more time finding her pussy and plunging into her
depths. Three or four minutes later Renee is panting hard.  She's tied to
the Great Dane's humongous knot.  It feels like she has a softball inside
her, trapped by the anal plug.  It's incredibly frightening and
uncomfortable and dominating - but she loves every second of it. And when
she's presented with yet another cock to suck she gobbles it down greedily.
A steady stream of boys and men kneel and worship at the alter of Renee's
pretty mouth as she holds a huge dog cock deep inside of her.  As soon as
Bruno the Dane manages to extricated himself from her pussy embrace, Thor
is brought out to refill the terrible emptiness in her body.  And after
Thor there's a huge Rottweiler named Spike.  And after Spike it's a huge
Doberman Pincer who goes by the odd name of Fluffy.  And always there are
cocks to suck and cum to swallow and the little bells on her nipples tinkle
away as the evening turns to night and the night turns to early morning and
Titan returns for a second eager fuck with the beautiful little girl-bitch.
It's Jack who ends the party - far too soon for most of the eager boys and
men.  But Renee is exhausted, with barely enough strength to suck another
cock, barely enough energy to waggle her amazing round ass for the next
dog. It's Jack who shoos the party-goers away, unlocks the nearly comatose
girl from her bondage and carries her up his bed to sleep another nine or
ten well-deserved hours, maybe more.

   Renee Robertson wakes up to sunlight streaming through the window and
and sits up with a start.  Where?  How?  OMG!  She's in her own bed.  She
has no idea how she got here.  She's wearing her favorite soft sleep blouse
and a pair of panties, like she always does.  No one is sitting in the
corner, smirking at her.  She's alone.  She shivers despite the warmth. The
three-day weekend of the birthday party has ushered in the end of summer.
School starts the next day.  Renee goes back to her familiar routine,
school, homework, friends, texting, even babysitting.  But she's haunted by
constant memories of the party, by the dull ache of emptiness. And she
thinks she might be going crazy.  There's nothing, nothing at all, to
indicate that the boys' birthday party ever happened!  There are no rumors.
No one looks at her strangely or sends her weird texts.  Time after time
she runs into one of the boys or men at the party and they don't even
notice her, or they act like nothing happened.  She tries to ask about it,
but they just give her puzzled looks.  Finally, she corners Jack in a store
and confronts him, but he denies everything.  He's nice about it, and tells
her he's worried about her, but he assures her that he and the boys weren't
even in town that weekend - they were all off at a multi-day soccer
tournament with the whole team.  He even has a receipt for the hotel they
stayed in.  A couple of the other dads were there too. Frightened, Renee
tracks down one of the mothers, then another, only to have them each
corroborate Jack's story!  The boys and their fathers were all out of town
the long weekend of the 'supposed' party! But what about daddy?  Daddy was
there!  She knows he was there.  But he couldn't have been there.  "No,
sweetie, Rick and Parker were off fishing for the three day weekend. 
Didn't you know that?  Heck, it took me half a day on Tuesday to clean all
the fish they brought back Monday night," Renee's mother tells her.  "Here,
look at these pictures they texted me on Saturday and Sunday - gorgeous
sunsets up there on the lake." Renee is close to a nervous breakdown.  Did
she just imagine the party?  No!  But...  OMG!  With every passing day she
becomes less sure, but more upset.  And to add to the horrible uncertainty
and confusion there's the fact that she is undeniably and overwhelmingly
horny!  It's a horniness she can't even begin to assuage on her own - but
there's no one to turn to.  She desperately wants to feel the wonderful
combination of humiliation and sexual stimulation that speaks to her very
core.  She needs it! Renee imagines what it would be like if everyone knew
of her terrible, humiliating adventures.  The idea is terrifying, but she's
convinced that even that would be better than what she's faced with -
nothing.  Still, how can she find someone to help her if everyone she
thought was at the party denies it ever happened and their families
corroborate their stories?  Who can she turn to? Two weeks into the school
year Renee can't take it anymore.  Every minute is torture.  She needs
help. Her school has a psychologist and counselor!  She makes an
appointment with the woman, Ramona Dixit.  She's never met her. "You... 
you can't tell anyone what I tell you, right?" Renee asks the attractive
late-thirties woman at their first appointment. "Of course not, dear.  Our
conversations are strictly confidential.  I could lose my job if I divulged
what you tell me." Ms Dixit is a tall woman who likes a severe look, her
long black hair pulled into a tight bun, a matching jacket and tight pencil
skirt, black, heeled ankle boots and large black glasses that give her a
strict and frightening seriousness. "Oh god, thank you Ms Dixit." "Please,
Renee, let's use first names.  It's Ramona.  These sessions are a...  safe
place.  Now, tell me what this is all about, Renee.  And don't leave out
any details!" "Oh, okay." Renee feels better already.  There's something
about the imposing woman that makes her pour out the entire story - every
sordid detail.  It takes hours.  At some point Ramona has to call out to
cancel her afternoon appointments, but she never seems upset or shocked or
unbelieving.  Not until the story is all told. "Well, Renee, that's quite a
story," the counselor says, looking over her extensive notes.  "But you say
that everyone who was at this...  party...  now claims to have been
somewhere else.  Indeed, I'm professionally acquainted with Peter Chae and
I can assure you he was at a convention for PE teachers over the long
weekend before school started.  Hmm.  This is a conundrum, Renee." "Oh god!
You don't believe me." "Well now, dear, that's really not the point is it.
My job isn't to believe you or not believe you.  You believe it happened,
and that's all that really matters.  My job is to help you deal with the
consequences of your belief." "But...  but...  you don't understand!  I...
I need it!  I want it so much!  You can't understand!" "Oh, but Renee, my
dear, I certainly can understand.  And I can help you - I can.  I promise!
I.  Can.  Help.  You." "Really?" Renee is near to tears that someone is
finally willing to help her. "Yes, exactly.  But I'm afraid our time is up
for today, Renee.  You'll have to wait for next time." "What?  No!  Please,
please!" Renee's eyes go wide as she hears herself beg and then her blood
turns cold at the smirk on Ramona Dixit's pretty face, a smirk so like the
one that Jack liked to give her. "I'm sorry, dear.  But that will be all
for today," Ramona says as she shows Renee to the door.  She's about to
close the door on Renee when she has a thought.  "Just one more thing,
Renee.  You have such a great reputation as a babysitter - I was wondering
if you'd be willing to babysit my girls Friday night.  My usual babysitter
had a sudden emergency and I'm really in terrible...  need." "Babysit?  Me?
But...  but after all the things I just told you!  You'd still want me to
babysit for you?" "Come now, dear, we both know that's all in your head -
and I know you're a very responsible young lady.  I'm sure you'll be a
great babysitter for Shelly and Miranda - they're just eight and ten -
you'll adore them.  Here's the address - we'll see you at seven." OMG! 
"Oh, ah...  I guess?"

   With the two cute, inquisitive preteens in their beds, Renee wanders the
surprisingly large and luxurious home of Ramona Dixit.  Ms Dixit lives well
for a school counselor!  The woman had been right - Renee did rather adore
the two little girls - they were sweet and fun and they'd all had a good
time discussing 'icky boys.' Now Renee tries to fight the draw that always
plagues her when she's babysitting; she tries to be good.  But it's no use.
She can't resist.  Her wanderings inexorably take her into Ms Dixit's
office.  She's surprised to see three computer monitors side by side on the
wide, modern desk, all of them dark.  She tries to talk herself out of it,
but she still sits in the chrome and black leather chair and reaches out
towards the mouse next to the keyboard.  She tries to hope the screens will
stay dark or be locked, but she bites her lip in anticipation and she knows
she'll rummage about for the password if they are.  She can't help herself.
She's babysitting for a mother, not a handsome daddy, and she's babysitting
two little girls, not preadolescent boys.  So why does her naughty pussy
flare with excitement as she moves the mouse and the three screens start to
flicker to life? The screens aren't locked.  OMG!  There's a web browser
open to a porn site on the middle screen!  Ms.  Dixit looks at porn?  She
leaves it open where her little girls might find it?  OMG!  Renee can't
pull her eyes away from the center screen and the bold lettering of the
porn site:

   Mistress Ramona's Dungeon Desire, Domination and Debasement

   OMG!  Desire, domination and debasement.  Renee tenses with a
combination of fear and excitement. But wait...  Renee's first impression
was wrong...  as she looks across the other two screens she realizes she
isn't just looking at a web browser.  She's looking at an elaborate web
site construction application.  Ms Dixit wasn't looking at the porn site -
she was building it! OMG!  OMG!  Part of Renee's mind screams at her to run
away, leave the house behind, never come back.  But that naughty little
piece of her mind that always causes so much trouble tells her she can't
leave without knowing what kind of sordid, horrifying debauchery the site
contains.  'Look closer' the little voice says.  She looks closer.  In
bright red letters she reads "Our newest star: Renee the Babysitter!"
Noooooo!  It can't be!  It's not possible.  Her hands tremble as she clicks
the link and the page opens and there she is - her - Renee Robertson,
peering out from the screen with a 'wouldn't you like to kiss these pretty
lips' pout on her face.  And then her voice comes from the screen.  It
sounds sexy and enticing, but it really is her voice!  "Hi there, baby,
welcome to my party.  Wouldn't you like to see how much I love to be
humiliated and used.  Members only - but you won't be disappointed, I
promise.  OMG!  I'd love to show you more.  LOL!" How did they... As Renee
watches the picture fades out and another one takes its place - Renee down
on her knees with her arms behind her back and her bikini top pulled down
under her pretty breasts, thrusting them up and out in an enticing display.
The girl on the screen looks out at the watcher and its obvious how excited
and turned-on she is. Renee can't tear her eyes away.  The picture of her
fades to another still with her perfect breasts framed by the bondage
harness and a leash trailing away from the collar around her neck as she
smiles alluringly.  Then again the picture changes and Renee's nipples
tighten at the sight of the little bells that were clipped there for so
long, slowly torturing her.  And that Renee on screen is giving that
come-fuck-me pout that she's used to tease boys and men for ages. The very
idea of the website is horrifying, but there's also a flood of relief.  It
did happen!  This is proof.  There really was a party! With trembling
fingers she clicks through to the next page.  And there it is, her worst
nightmare and deepest fantasy.  Three separate sections for the three
nights of the party, all laid out in front of her.  Links to hundreds of
still photos.  Hours and hours of movies.  She can't resist the need to
know what she looks like!  She opens a random movie and watches herself
sucking the dicks of young boys.  Another random choice and she's
sandwiched between two men, moaning around a penis gag as they both fuck
her.  She realizes that the movies are cleverly edited so that you can't
see who the men are.  Their faces are either off-screen or blurred out. 
The only recognizable person is Renee and anyone watching would be able to
tell that she's in heaven as the men and boys humiliate, dominate, fuck and
use her for their pleasure.  OMG!  There's so much of it! She hesitates,
terrified, but she can't resist her curiosity.  She clicks on yet another
movie and sees herself bound on all fours, waggling her ass to make the
bells on her tail tinkle for her audience.  There's no hood hiding her
face, so this isn't the first time she tried to entice one of the big dogs.
OMG!  Was he realy so wanton, begging for yet another dog to come and shove
his wonderful cock into her sopping cunt.  But she remembers how it felt,
she knows she longs for it and she blushes a deep shade of red despite the
fact that no one is there to see her shame. It's all there - on the site.
Every demeaning, mortifying thing she did.  But is it really out there for
people to see!?  OMG!  Renee studies the other two screens, the ones that
control the site, allow for edits, track the users.  And yes, she can see
that the site is live - the pages that detail her shame have been up for a
few days.  And how many times have they been accessed?  OMG!  OMG! 
Hundreds of thousands of page views!  NO!  Her blush deepens even as her
pussy clenches and creams.  This is insane, it's horrible - it's so fucking
exciting! But who?  Who is looking at her.  She digs deeper.  She finds the
list of subscribers to Mistress Ramona's Dungeon.  There are thousands of
names.  But every name she can think of is on the list.  Her father!  Her
principal.  All of her teachers.  Most of the boys she knows.  Even some of
the girls she knows.  It goes on and on.  Names from all over the country -
all over the world, a huge spike in subscribers to the website since
Renee's pictures and videos were uploaded. This is too much!  She has to
stop this insanity.  Renee is a computer savvy girl and it doesn't take her
long to figure out how to edit the contents of the website.  OMG!  She can
delete it - she can delete it all.  She can take down the entire site, then
destroy the backups.  Yes!  Yes!  She can... But that awful little part of
her mind - the part that keeps getting her into so much trouble - it asks
her if she really wants to do that.  Isn't she thrilled to be the center of
so much attention.  Look at all the comments!  They think she's hot,
beautiful, sexy, nasty.  Look at all the things they want to do to her! 
OMG!  She can't read the comments without blushing at the same time she
pushes one hand down into her panties.  God, she's so wet! Renee pulls away
from the simple click that could have ended it all, deleted her shame. 
Instead she clicks again on one of the movies and watches Thor ram his huge
cock up into her pussy.  Oh god, she's going to cum!  She fingers her wet
pussy like mad as the girl on the screen moans and writhes under the big
dog, her nipple bells tinkling madly.  Renee's breathing is fast and
shallow.  She's so close.  It's going to be so good!  OMG!  She's missed
this so... A hand grips Renee's shoulder and she screams.

   "Hush now!  You'll wake the girls," Mistress Ramona hisses in Renee's
ear and Renee, oddly compelled, does as she's told.  "For a second there I
thought you just might delete it all," the woman whispers more gently.  She
reaches around Renee and uses the mouse to close the video window.  "But I
do think you missed one important edit to the site.  It was all cued up and
ready to go live.  You just needed to hit the upload button." Renee seems
to be frozen in place.  All she can do is watch as her high school
psychologist/counselor manipulates the web site controls and the page
featuring Renee the Babysitter updates before her very eyes.  She still
sees Day One: Renee and the Boys, Day Two: Renee and the Men and Day Three:
Renee and the Dogs.  But now there's a new section to the page, in
screaming yellow letters that flash over and over:

   Coming Soon!  Renee the Babysitters Dungeon Adventures

   "Oh god!  What does that mean?" Renee manages to whisper. Ramona Dixit
spins Renee around in her chair and glares down at her with a smirk that
Renee has seen before, a smirk that holds so much promise of humiliation
and debasement - and fun!  Renee shivers with fright as she takes in the
full view of her counselor, the black leather corset, the blood-red
lipstick, the thigh-high leather boots with seven inch spike heels and the
whip hanging from her hip.  Ramona locks eyes with the young teen.  "It
means, my precious, that it's time for my little ones to begin learning the
family trade.  And since you're such a perfect combination of nurturing
babysitter and submissive slut - I've chosen you to be our little toy and
training slave. OMG!  Renee is so confused and overwhelmed.  She's
terrified.  The woman is so forceful and frightening.  And the little
girls, too?  OMG!  She should flee!  She should run, escape, get as far
from this demonic, dark, beautiful dominatrix as she can get!  But... 
Renee bites her lip.  Her fingers slip deeper into her sopping cunny.  She
focuses even deeper into the mesmerizing eyes.  OMG!... "When do we start?"
Renee whispers