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Becky's Story
by Dim (dimitri69@fastmail.fm)
***
A request from yet another "fan" (still getting used to
the idea of having "fans" here). Enjoy, Becky. (MF, nc,
v, bi, tor, bd)
***
So... are you really going to go through with this?
As you walk up the path to the front door of his house,
you can't help but feel nervous. After all, you've
never actually met this man. Sure, you've talked with
him online for months. You've swapped erotic stories
with him and made wild promises to each other... but
now, out here in the "real world" of his front porch,
it's a little more intense.
You'd been promising for a long time that you'd be his
slave. For as long as you can remember you've been
turned on by the idea of submitting completely to an
older man's sexual desires. Something about giving up
control and letting another person use you however they
want just gets you off. And you're particularly excited
by the thought of an older man exploring you for the
first time, experimenting with you... teaching you
things about your own young, tight body that you've
never even imagined.
So now you have your finger on the doorbell. Will you
push it? Were you serious when you offered to come to
him, to give yourself to him?
A moment's hesitation... and then you press the button
and accept whatever fate awaits you tonight.
The door opens and a man greets you. He's handsome in a
slightly unkempt way. Jeans and a slightly rumpled
button down shirt, untucked. His feet are bare, which
adds a strange hint of promise, as if he's already
begun undressing for you. His blond hair is
deliberately tousled and just a touch too long. Five
o'clock shadow darkening an otherwise unmarred face. He
appears to be in his late thirties or early forties,
but his smile and his sparkling blue eyes show a
youthful excitement.
"Becky? I'm Dimitri, please come in." He stands back
and motions for you to enter. Again, here's an
opportunity to change your mind. You still haven't gone
too far to back out...
"Thanks," you say as you step over the threshold.
"God, it's great to finally meet you," he says. His
voice is deep, slightly "gravelly". It's easy to
imagine him being commanding, even frightening, should
he ever raise that voice at you. But for the time being
his words and mannerisms are disarming and pleasant.
"Let me get you something. Are you thirsty?"
"Yes, please."
"What would you like," he says, leading you into the
living room and waving you to the sofa as he continues
on into the kitchen. "We've got water, soda, juice...
beer or wine?"
"Water's fine, please. Thank you."
He returns with a bottle of water, which he opens and
hands to you. He then takes a seat near you on the
sofa. You sit in silence that way for several minutes,
drinking your water as he watches you intently. You
shift uncomfortably, making shy eye contact with him
briefly before looking away again. You feel yourself
flushing as his eyes seem to physically move over you.
Finally he reaches over and takes the water bottle from
you, setting it on the table and moving closer. Without
a word he leans in and kisses you passionately. You
eagerly respond, pressing against his body as he takes
you into his arms. His kisses are a curious and
intoxicating mix of soft and hard, sensual and
passionate. He's not a particularly large man, but his
age and experience create a kind of presence that seems
to tower over you. You feel yourself engulfed by him.
Every physical sensation seems completely new. The
roughness of the stubble on his cheeks is like an
electric shock. The firmness of his hands, one on the
small of your back and the other now tangled in your
hair, sends chills up and down your spine. Your skin
tingles.
He stops kissing you and pulls back just enough to look
into your eyes.
"Becky... you know why you're here? Do you still want
to do this?"
"Oh yes. Yes I do... I want this," you say, trying to
pull close to him again and continue kissing. But
instead he pushes you away, holding you now at arm's
length, still looking into your eyes. His voice deepens
again, taking on a serious edge.
"You know what I want to hear," he says.
And here at last is the REAL final chance. A deep
breath, and then...
"I'm Becky Jo. I'm 23 years old and I want you to have
me. I'm here to give myself to you."
"Stand in front of me and undress," he says firmly.
So this is how it starts, you think. You will always
remember this as the exact moment that you crossed the
line. There will be no turning back after this.
You stand up and begin removing your clothes. You
dressed simply, anticipating that you'd need to get out
of them eventually, and so it doesn't take you long.
You now find yourself standing completely naked in
front of a man you barely know.
He stares at you admiringly. You've always considered
yourself to be rather average looking. Former
boyfriends have been attracted to you, but other women
always drew their gaze away eventually. So it's a new
sensation to have a man, particularly one so
experienced as Dimitri, admiring your body with obvious
lust. He seems most taken by your large breasts, their
size accentuated by your petite figure. He also smiles
to see your clean-shaven sex.
"You know the rules, don't you," he asks. "Tonight you
belong body and soul to me. You will do anything that I
tell you to do, no matter what, without question or
hesitation. Isn't that right, Becky?"
"Yes sir," you answer softly.
He sits back in the sofa and regards you thoughtfully.
"What exactly are you expecting me to use you for
tonight, sweetheart?"
"Well... um, you can have sex with me... and you—"
"Play with yourself," he interrupts.
"Wh—what?"
"I said play with yourself. Stand right there, spread
your legs and masturbate for me while you explain what
sort of things you're expecting me to do to you
tonight. And for the record, that was both a question
AND hesitation just now. Do that again and you'll be
punished."
Your body shudders at his quietly commanding tone and
the promise of punishment. You reach your right hand
between your legs and begin to touch and stroke your
pussy, already wet with excitement. Your other hand
moves to caress your breasts.
"I want to be your sex slave tonight, sir. I want you
to use my body however you want. You can touch me and
fuck me all night long. Anything you want, anything
that will satisfy you... I'll do it."
"Undress me," he says as he stands up and moves towards
you. Without a moment's hesitation you begin
unbuttoning his shirt, pushing it back off of his
shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Then you
fall to your knees and unbutton his jeans, pulling them
down the length of his legs. He steps out of them and
you toss them back onto the sofa, then reach up and
slip his boxers down and off. His semi-rigid cock now
dances directly in front of your face. It's large and
uncircumcised, something you've never seen before.
"Now, stroke my cock while you play with yourself."
You take his quickly hardening cock into your hand and
begin to stroke it, the fingers of your other hand
returning to your soaking pussy.
"How many men have you been with, Becky," he asks.
"Three," you answer.
"Did they all fuck you?"
"Yes, sir." His cock is now almost completely hard,
responding to your fist pumping up and down it's
length. It's grown huge and red. You're fascinated
watching the foreskin move back and forth over the head
as you stroke it. There's a glint of pre-cum oozing
from the tip, and though you've never done it before,
you are tempted to lean in and lick it off.
"Did you like being fucked by them, Becky?"
"Oh... yes," you moan, and you move the fingers between
your legs faster. Your fingertips circle and rub your
swollen clit, slick with your own juices. The
combination of recalling past lovers, speaking about
them out loud for the first time to another person, and
submissively kneeling in front of this older,
experienced man, doing what you're told... it builds up
quickly. You can feel yourself getting close to orgasm.
Suddenly he moves back from you, taking his cock out of
your hand and sitting back down on the sofa. He watches
as you continue to kneel on the floor and play with
yourself for few more minutes.
"Have you ever cum in front of another person before?
Ever let someone else watch you as you cum?"
"N- no, sir..."
You're only seconds away now. Two more seconds and
you'll explode in front of him.
"Stop," he orders. Reluctantly you do as you're told,
taking your hand from between your legs, your hips
involuntarily thrusting back and forth in anticipation
of the orgasm that will now fade away without release.
You hear yourself whimper softly in frustration.
"You will only ever cum when I give you permission,
Becky. No matter what is happening or how good
something feels, you will never, ever cum unless I tell
you to. Do you understand?"
You nod meekly.
"Good. Don't worry sweetheart, it might happen.
Eventually. You might get to cum tonight... if you're a
very good girl. And you'll get to do it front of other
people for the first time, so that should excite you."
Your heart skips a beat as you realize he said
'people'... plural.
"There's a speaker phone on that table right there," he
motions across the room. "There is a list of phone
numbers on a piece of paper beside it. Go over to it
and dial the first number on the list."
You stand and walk to the phone. The list has about a
dozen numbers, most you recognize as local. But a few
of them are unfamiliar, and at least one appears to be
long distance. You press the speaker phone button and
the room fills with the sound of the dial tone. You
enter the first number on the list and listen as the
other line begins to ring.
"When someone answers I want you to tell them who you
are and invite them over. You will offer yourself to
anyone that answers that phone, just as you've offered
yourself to me. Understand?"
"Yes sir..."
Finally the other line picks up.
"Hello," a man's voice says.
"Hello. Um, hi... my name... my name is Becky. I'm with
Dimitri right now. I was wondering... I mean, that is I
want you to come over and have your way with me. If you
want to."
There's a moment of silence.
"What sort of 'way' can I have with you, young lady,"
the man asks mockingly.
"Any way you want," you say, looking over at Dimitri
for confirmation.
He nods approvingly. "You can do anything you want with
me, sir."
"Well that's fantastic," he says. "I'd love to come and
use you, Becky. Thank you very much. I'll be over
shortly. I just have to gather some things first."
The man hangs up and Dimitri tells you to continue down
the list, inviting anyone and everyone that answers to
come over and have their way with you. You do as you're
told, shaking with excitement and just a touch of fear
as well.
One of last numbers on the list rings through and a
woman answers, much to your surprise. When you
introduce yourself and tell her what you're calling for
she laughs and talks to someone else in the room with
her.
"Hey girls, there's a 'Becky' on the phone and she
wants us all to come over and have our way with her.
You guys interested," she asks. You hear several female
voices laughing and talking over each other. They all
seem to be agreeing.
"Yeah, we'll all be there Becky. Thanks, this is really
generous of you," she says, giggling. The other women
in the background burst out laughing at that and then
she hangs up the phone.
After you've called all the numbers, you turn back into
the room and stand before Dimitri, your skin now
flushed as much with embarrassment as with arousal.
"That was very good, baby," he says to you. "Now turn
around and bend over."
He steps up behind you and you feel the head of his
cock press up against the tight entrance of your pussy.
He presses forward, stretching you open and filling
you. You clench your teeth and moan at the pain. None
of your boyfriends had been as large as this and you
feel as though you are being split apart by the thick
member penetrating you now. He buries himself all the
way into you and then begins pumping in and out,
fucking you slowly at first but with increasing speed
and force. You place your hands on the coffee table in
front of you and plant your feet as firmly as you can,
pressing back against him with every thrust he makes.
Gradually the pain gives way to pleasure as your body
opens to him. He fucks you hard and fast and you can
feel his cock swelling, getting even larger as he nears
his own orgasm. The thought of this man using you like
this and filling you with his cum turns you on even
more and once again your body surrenders and the little
warning tremors of impending climax begin to ripple
through your sex.
Suddenly he pulls out of you, the waves of nearing
orgasm recede almost immediately and you sob with
frustration.
"Suck my cock until I cum," he tells you. "Swallow
every single drop, Becky, or you'll be punished."
You take his cock into your mouth, tasting yourself on
him. You've given head before, but never after having
sex. This is the first time you've tasted your own sex,
and it's surprisingly sweet. As you move your mouth up
and down the length of his shaft you realize you've
also never had a man cum in your mouth. You're
terrified of what will happen, what it will be like.
You knew this would happen, of course. One of the
biggest turn-ons for you in submitting to an older,
more experienced man is the idea of being made to do
things you've never done before.
Quickly you feel the head of his cock swell in you
mouth and you hear his excited groans. Within seconds
you feel the first pulse of cum burst onto your tongue.
You struggle to swallow the warm, salty fluid as his
cock pumps more and more of it into you.
When he's finished he sits back down and tells you to
continue playing with yourself until the first guest
arrives.
"Can... may I cum, sir? Please, I'm close..."
"No," he says simply. "Give me a good show but don't
cum yet."
And so you lie out across the coffee table and proceed
to touch and play with yourself, letting Dimitri see
exactly what you do to get yourself off, but not
allowing yourself to actually cum. It's maddening to
get so close and have to stop yourself time and time
again. All the while you have the added stimulation of
being watched for the first time AND anticipating what
might happen when other people show up.
And eventually, they do. The doorbell rings and the
first of the guests begin to arrive. And now you find
yourself naked and exposed not only to the relative
stranger with whom you have at least shared an online
intimacy, but also to the flood of REAL strangers. Now
you face men and women whom you have never met in any
way, complete and total strangers who are here solely
for the purpose of doing things to you. They don't know
you; they only want to use you. And you will willingly
submit to whatever they want to use you for.
Once everyone has arrived, Dimitri tells you to go to
the cabinet across the room and bring him whatever you
find inside. When you open the cabinet door you see a
leather cat-o-nine-tails flogger, a whip with multiple
leather lashes. You feel lightheaded for a second as
you look at it.
"Becky," Dimitri says sternly, agitated by your
hesitation. With shaking hands you reach in and
retrieve the whip. You bring it back to Dimitri and
hand it to him.
"You're going to be used by everyone in this room
tonight, Becky. And if there is ever any question, from
anyone, about you being submissive enough... if you
ever question anyone, or worst of all refuse to do
anything you're told to do, you WILL be punished. What
I'm going to do right now is give you a taste of that
punishment. This will be just a mild hint of what you
can expect if anyone here is ever dissatisfied or
disappointed with you in any way."
Everyone gathers around you, eager to see what's about
to happen.
"I want you to put your hands on the back of your head
and stand up straight with your legs spread wide open.
I'm going to whip you, and you will stand still for it
and not move to get away or cover yourself. Do you
understand?"
"...yes, sir..." you say with a trembling voice. You
get into position and close your eyes, bracing for
what's coming.
"No, keep your eyes open. I want you to look at all of
these people, to make eye contact while you're being
whipped. I want you to see the faces of all the people
you're about to satisfy tonight, and know that what I'm
doing to you is nothing compared to what they will all
get to do if you don't satisfy them in every way."
With that you feel the first stroke of the whip across
your upper back. It stings, but it's not unbearable.
Still, the embarrassment of standing like this and
looking into the eyes of strangers, promising them
silently that you'll do anything to keep them from
whipping you like this... it's an amazing sensation.
The next stroke of the whip is harder than the first,
and the next is harder still. Dimitri covers your
entire back with stripes of red, and a fine sheen of
sweat breaks out on your skin. You wince with each blow
and tremble with the strain of standing still.
And then the whip curls around from behind you, biting
into your side and stomach. The lashes gradually move
up the length of your body until the first icy hot snap
of leather directly on your right breast.
You gasp and clench your teeth, trying not to scream
and desperately struggling to keep your eyes open and
focused on the guests. The thongs of the whip seem to
lick and caress the curved surface of your breasts,
first one and then the other, ultimately falling onto
your sensitive erect nipples. Stars burst in your
vision and you are unable to keep from flinching. You
involuntarily move your hands down to cover yourself,
immediately realizing what you've just done.
"Guys, come hold her in position," Dimitri says to the
crowd. Several men step forward to restrain you. One
holds your wrists and pulls your arms back up behind
your head. Two others each take hold of one of your
ankles and hold your legs apart. And a fourth grabs a
fistful of your hair and holds you so you're looking at
the people standing in front of you.
"Remember," Dimitri says, standing before you now and
swishing the whip casually at his side. "This is a
gentle sample of what you WILL get if you don't
behave."
And now he swings the whip up between your legs,
striking your cleanly shaven pussy hard from
underneath. The leather strips cover your sex, leaving
red stripes of pain over the entire outer surface,
punishing the protuberant lips and making a wet
snapping sound as they find the moisture of your
arousal.
The man gripping your hair covers your mouth with his
other hand as you attempt to scream at the pain of blow
after blow directed at your swollen vulva. You struggle
and pull at the men holding you, desperately straining
to close your legs.
Finally it's finished. The men release you and you
collapse back onto the sofa, shaking and gasping.
"Alright everyone," Dimitri addresses the crowd. "Young
Becky here has volunteered for this tonight. In fact
this was all her idea originally. She's always wanted
to be used and dominated, and so she has agreed to be
my slave tonight. And since she's my slave and has
agreed to do whatever I want, I've decided I want to
see her used mercilessly by all of you. And so you all
are invited to do absolutely anything whatsoever that
you want to do to her. You can use her in any way you
can imagine. There are absolutely no limits, period.
There are only two rules I want you all to follow.
"First, she is never, ever to be allowed to cum. No
matter what you guys do to her I don't want her to ever
get off tonight."
You whimper again when you here him say that.
"And secondly," he continues, "I want you all to be
merciless to her. She's young and tender and
inexperienced, so whatever you do I want you to be as
brutal and rough and abusive as you can be. She's told
me that she wants me to teach her everything, to do
everything I want with her. So your jobs will be to
make her regret that. I want her to be used more than
she could ever have imagined."
There are some laughs and even a little applause of
approval at that.
And then Dimitri turns you over to them.
Someone grabs your hair and pulls you to your feet,
dragging you across the room and pushing you down on
your knees in front of a beautiful young woman.
"This is my friend Liz," the man gripping your hair
says. "She's curious about other women, but she's never
had the opportunity to experiment. So I want you to use
your mouth and make her cum."
Liz starts undressing and for the first time in your
life you find yourself kneeling before a nude woman,
your face buried between her smooth legs. She's neatly
trimmed, not bare like you. She smells musky, but it's
not unpleasant. You place your hands on her hips and
move your mouth right up against her. You try and think
of what you would like if you were in her place. You
gently kiss her sex, and then push your tongue out,
lightly licking her outer lips. There's a sharp tang as
her juices first touch your tongue. Her flavor is
different from your own, stronger somehow. You push
your tongue deeper into her and open your mouth to
engulf her entire pussy. You teach yourself how to suck
and lick her clit, studying her body's reactions to
each flick.
And then your ass is being lifted so that you are now
on your hands and knees, still licking Liz's pussy as a
man kneels behind you.
"Have you ever been fucked in the ass, sweetie," the
man asks. Without waiting for an answer he presses his
cockhead against your tight asshole. You try to
protest, forgetting for just a second that you're not
allowed to question or refuse. Fortunately Liz grabs
your head and holds you against her pussy before you
can get yourself into more trouble. You continue
licking and fucking Liz as best you can as you feel the
thick cock force its way into your virgin ass.
You cry out into the beautiful young woman's pussy as
the man starts fucking you mercilessly. You can barely
imagine that this could, with practice and the right
circumstances be pleasurable. But right now all you
feel is the pain and humiliation of it. He drives
himself roughly into you, gripping your hips in his
hands and holding you in place as he pumps harder and
harder. You do your best to focus on what you're doing
with your mouth, but you can't help moaning and
whimpering at the rough sex, even as you suck on Liz's
clit.
Finally the man in your ass cums, the hot semen almost
scalding your insides. Simultaneously Liz starts to
shudder and twitch, pumping her hips against your face
as she too cums. Her juices flood over your tongue and
trickle down your chin.
When they are both finished with you you're grabbed up
again and moved to the next person without even a
second to catch your breath.
You lose track of time. You're moved from one person to
the next, often fucking and sucking two or even three
people at a time. The men are savage when they fuck
you, and purposeful when they make you suck their
cocks. But the women are playful and eager to
experiment. They are fascinated by finding ways to
tease you, getting you closer and closer to cumming and
then stopping at the last second. Many of them have
brought their own dildos and vibrators, which they
enthusiastically use on you.
At one point you find yourself being held down as
several of the women fuck you with vibrators, three or
four at a time. They fuck your pussy and your ass and
buzz your clit and nipples, covering your body with the
most intense sensations you've ever felt. One woman
leans down to whisper into your ear.
"I'm going to make you cum, Becky. He said you were
forbidden to cum, so I'm going to force you to cum
right here in front of everyone. And then you'll have
to be punished, won't you, baby? Can you imagine that?
Being whipped again, right here on this table? After
you cum, I'll ask Dim if *I* can whip you. I'm dying to
use my own whip on that tight little pussy of yours.
I'll be absolutely brutal while I'm doing it, too. I
know exactly how to do it, Becky. I've done it before.
I know exactly where to whip you to make it hurt the
most. Does that scare you? All you have to do is not
cum, sweetie. Just do whatever you have to do to NOT
cum. But I guarantee it won't work. You WILL cum... and
I WILL whip you for it."
And so she and her friends spend the next half-hour
doing everything in their power to fuck, suck and buzz
you into the most powerful orgasm you've ever had.
You're being held down, stretched out on the table as
five women use every trick they know to make you cum
hard. The woman that spoke to you has covered your
mouth so you can't tell Dimitri what they're doing. You
can't beg for them to stop. You can't tell anyone that
you're trying not to cum... that it's not your fault...
you can't help it...
And then it's too late. You buck and writhe on the
table as you finally, finally are allowed to cum. The
women struggle to hold you down as you thrash and kick
and scream against the hand covering your mouth.
There's still a vibrator being held on your clit even
as fluid gushes and squirts out of your pussy.
"Holy shit," someone says. "She's a squirter!"
The women restrain you as another vibrator is added to
the one already on you clit. The stimulation is too
much, the pleasure fading into discomfort, even pain
now. But they just keep buzzing you. You try to pull
free, to turn your head so you can beg them to stop,
tell them it's too much...even as your pussy continues
to squirt.
Finally they stop and let you go. You roll off the
table onto your hands and knees and gasp to regain your
breath. And then you HOLD your breath as Dimitri steps
up behind you. You know you'll be punished now, and you
consider telling him it wasn't your fault. But you know
the punishment will only be worse if you do.
"Becky, I told you earlier that you were only allowed
to cum if I gave you express permission, didn't I?"
"Y- yes, sir," you whimper.
"So you'll have to be punished, won't you?"
You don't say anything, but hang your head and nod.
You're still on your hands and knees, and you try to
imagine what will happen. You remember what the woman
said, that she would whip your pussy. That she knows
how to do it, how to make it hurt.
"However," Dimitri continues, addressing the crowd,
"Rule number one, about never letting her cum, was
meant for you guys. Stephanie, I said that YOU were to
follow the rules too. You were told to tease her, to
not LET her cum. Instead you MADE her cum, probably in
the hopes of getting to see her punished for it. Well
I'm afraid that now YOU will be punished."
He motions and several of the men grab and hold
Stephanie. She struggles and protests, but they hold
her fast. They strip her and bend her over the edge of
the table.
"Put this on," Dimitri says and hands you a large
flesh-colored strap-on dildo. You're confused at first,
but quickly take the dildo and use the straps and
buckles to fasten it to your hips. You've never worn
one of these before, never actually even seen one in
person, so it takes a minute to figure it out. Once in
place you look down in fascination at the sight of the
large cock sticking out from between your legs. It's
very realistic, with thick veins and ridges, the head
fat and discolored.
Dimitri positions you behind Stephanie, still held bent
over.
"Fuck her ass," he tells you. "This may be the closest
thing you get tonight to any kind of payback, so I want
you to make it count. Fuck her as hard as you can,
Becky."
You step forward until the head of your "cock" presses
against the other woman's asshole. Taking hold of her
hips in both hands you take a deep breath and drive
yourself forward hard, plunging the think shaft deep
into Stephanie's ass. She screams out in pain, but you
continue to fuck her. It's the weirdest feeling,
pumping your hips and knowing that you now have a rigid
shaft responding to your every thrust. It's strangely
empowering while also feeling completely alien.
But your thoughts are interrupted by the sharp snap of
a whip swung upwards between your legs and biting
directly onto your own tender asshole. You grunt at the
sudden pain, and drive yourself harder into the woman
held before you. Dimitri whips you again, timing each
blow with your forward thrust of the dildo. He's not
only punishing you, whipping your asshole and, once in
awhile your pussy, but he's also forcing you to fuck
Stephanie even harder. She is struggling and whimpering
enough now that you actually feel guilty. But the whip
drives you on, so you continue to rape the other woman.
Finally you're allowed to stop. You're sweating and out
of breath from the unusual exertion. Dimitri gives you
a bottle of water to drink while there are mumbled
discussions amongst the crowd of what to do to you
next.
Never in your wildest dreams would you have imagined
what they decide.
From a back room someone leads in a large dog, a german
shepherd. You stare at it, momentarily uncomprehending.
And slowly you realize what's about to happen. You try
to stand up, to get off your knees, sure that you will
finally resist. You don't care what they do to you,
what punishment you may face... this is too much.
But Dimitri places his firm hand on your shoulder,
holding you down on your knees. Somehow that small
moment of dominance leeches the resistance out of you.
He looks down out at you and you can read it in his
eyes... "You volunteered for this," they seem to say.
The dog is lead over to the center of the room and put
up on the coffee table. He stands patiently, as if he
knows what's about to happen. And maybe he does.
"Becky, you're going to stroke and suck that dog's cock
until he cums. When he cums I want you to swallow every
drop. If you miss even a single drop you'll be
whipped."
You seem to pause, to hesitate. You MEANT to pause,
certainly. But you've been conditioned too well by
everything else that's happened tonight, and in reality
you don't hesitate even a second before moving up
beside the dog and reaching underneath. You feel his
soft fur run through your fingers as you fumble around
until you find the long, sheathed member. The animal's
cock is covered in what is essentially a large
foreskin, just like Dimitri's uncircumcised cock. At
the opening of the sheath the wet, bright pink tip of
the cock itself is just barely sticking out. You move
your fingers to it and begin to stroke and pinch it. In
no time at all the full length has hardened and emerged
from it's protective sheath, and your hand grips it,
pumping up and down the length.
You bend down and put your face up underneath the dog,
watching your fingers slide over the member. It's long,
but thinner than a man's cock. It's a vivid shade of
pink, and the entire length glistens with moisture. The
head doesn't seem to be quite as defined as it is on a
man's cock, but instead the shaft simply seems to
thicken significantly towards the tip.
The dog starts pumping his hips in time with your
strokes. Without thinking too much about what you're
doing you lean closer and flick your tongue across the
tip, tasting the tangy sweetness there. Still pumping
the shaft with your fist you wrap your lips around the
head of the cock and begin to suck, rolling your tongue
around it and bobbing your mouth back and forth.
Instantly the animal thrusts forward even harder,
fucking your mouth as best he can. His claws scrabble
at the table, trying to find purchase to thrust as hard
as he needs to.
Moments later you feel the base of the shaft swell in
your grip. It's now even more swollen at the base than
at the head. As you wonder what that might mean
suddenly the cock explodes in your mouth. You gag a
little at the unexpected flood of semen, but you
quickly recover and milk the animal with your fingers
and lips, swallowing each burst of cum until he is
entirely spent.
Afterwards you're given another bottle of water to wash
the taste from your mouth. You then spend a little
while using your mouth on another woman while
simultaneously jacking off two guys. When they finally
get off you're forced to keep jacking them off while
they cum onto your face and tits.
And when that's finished, you're told to get on your
hands and knees in the middle of the room. The dog, now
recovered enough to go again, is lead behind you.
Dimitri fits a dog collar around your neck and then
sits in front of you, gripping the leash attached to
the collar in his hand. His hard, swollen cock sticks
straight up in your face, and he uses the leash to pull
your head forward till you're sucking him.
And then you feel the dog mount you from behind. His
paws have apparently been covered with something so his
claws aren't digging into you, but he still managed to
grip your hips tightly as he pushes forward till the
head of his shiny, wet cock prods at the entrance of
your abused pussy. You try to shake your head in weak
protest, but Dimitri keeps you sucking him. The dog
thrusts forward and for the first time you are
penetrated by an animal's cock. It plunges into you,
hot and slick, the texture of ridges and veins
completely different from those of a man's. The
swelling at the base of his cock, the 'knot' bumps
against you several times as the animal fucks you.
Finally the dog thrusts hard enough that the 'knot' is
forced inside of you, painfully stretching you enough
to make you whimper around the cock in your mouth.
Eventually you feel the dog pulse and swell inside you.
The hot splash of his cum against the walls of your
pussy is both repulsive and stimulating.
You have no idea how long this all goes on. Time loses
all meaning and all you notice is the continuing line
of people coming forward to use you. It just goes on
and on and on. At some point all of the abuse and the
humiliation and embarrassment seems to lose its power
over you and you start to truly enjoy everything being
done to you. You finally reach a point where using your
mouth on other women turns you on. Being brutally
fucked from behind starts to get you off. Being the
young, innocent, naïve sexual plaything of a group of
older strangers is truly arousing now.
And so it's time for the game to change.
Once everyone's had their turn to do anything and
everything they could possibly want to you, Dimitri
asks a couple of the men to help him get something.
They move what looks like some kind of strange exercise
machine into the living room. It reminds you of one of
those elaborate pieces of home gym equipment you see in
those infomercials, like Bowflex or something, only
it's different.
Dimitri tells you to take a seat on the "bench" portion
of the machine, and you do. Your ankles and wrists are
secured with leather cuffs to the "legs" and "arms" of
the machine. And then Dimitri walks behind you and
works some levers or something and the machine moves,
reconfigures itself and thus repositions you. You now
find yourself tied spread-eagled with your arms
stretched up above your head; your legs spread wide
open, and leaned back at an angle on the bench. Next
Dimitri comes around and works some lever or dial under
the bench and the portion of it directly beneath your
ass falls away, leaving your ass and pussy completely
exposed, supported only by the restraints holding your
legs outstretched.
"Now, young lady... you're going to be punished."
"But... please, sir," you whimper. "Why? I was good. I
did everything you wanted..."
"Well I could tell you that you're being punished for
cumming without permission, which would be true. It
doesn't matter to my, or any of us, that you "couldn't
help yourself" or that Stephanie "made" you. I ordered
you not to cum and you did anyways, and so now you'll
be severely, severely punished."
"No, please... I'm sorry," you beg. "Please, I'll do
anything you want. Any of you, anything you want.
Please don't do this. I'll do anything—"
Dimitri fits a rubber ball-gag into your mouth, cutting
off any further protests. And so now, by your own free
will, you have allowed yourself to be made completely
and utterly helpless. You willingly, deliberately came
here with the intention of letting this stranger have
his way, ANY way with you. You had several
opportunities to turn back... you could have walked
away any number of times. But you CHOSE not to. And now
you're tied, naked and helpless, and forced to lie
still as dozens of strangers punish you.
"You've already done anything we wanted. But what we
want now is to punish you. See, you do need to be
punished for cumming without permission. But here's the
truth Becky... the thing you need to know, now that
it's too late to do anything about it..."
He leans close and lowers his voice, speaking
conspiratorially.
"The truth is, this was ALWAYS part of the plan. Ever
since you agreed to come over here and submit to my
every whim I've known that the night would end with you
tied here like this while we all whip you."
Everyone goes into the hallway and retrieves the bags
and backpacks that they brought with them earlier. From
within the bags they all take out various whips and
crops, straps, belts and switches.
"See? They all knew it too. Everyone is here with the
understanding that, no matter what happened earlier in
the evening and no matter what threats or promises I
made to you, in the end they would all be allowed, even
ENCOURAGED to mercilessly whip you. But first..."
He steps out of your line of sight for a second, and
when he returns he's holding a large red candle. He
lights it with a lighter and holds it up for you to
see.
"First," he continues, "I need to make sure that you
are as tender and sensitive as possible."
And with that he reaches up and tips the candle over
your breast. It burns menacingly for a second before a
large drop of molten red wax drips directly onto your
nipple. You scream behind you gag at the searing pain
that explodes in your chest. But Dimitri just continues
to drip wax until your entire right breast is encased.
And then he reaches across and repeats the process with
your left breast.
As the wax cools and hardens the pain lessens just
slightly. Dimitri begins to peel the hardened wax off
of your skin, and the cool air almost stings as your
breasts are gradually exposed. The skin is bright pink,
the nipples dark, raw red... and hard and swollen,
despite the pain.
"We can do better than that," he says, and he does it
all over again. This time the pain is even more extreme
as the wax scalds your already tender nipples and
breasts.
And while that second coat of wax cools on your
tortured breasts, he moves down between your spread
legs. It's impossible to focus, to imagine or accept
what must be coming next. But then the first splash of
agony hits your swollen, punished clit. Again you
scream into your gag, using all the strength you
possess to try and close your legs or twist your hips
away from the torture. But it's no use. Your entire
pussy is meticulously scalded with the hot wax, before
being peeled bare and then covered a second time.
And when that is finally all finished, when you're
breasts, pussy and even your abused asshole have been
made as raw and tender to even the slightest touch as
possible, Dimitri comes back up beside you.
"And now, sweet little Becky, you're going to be
whipped. Your nipples, your asshole, your clit.
Everywhere. By everyone."
Your audience cheers a little, reminding you how eager
they all are to do this to you.
"And I think we'll start with... Stephanie. She was SO
excited to whip that pussy of yours that she broke my
rules and was punished herself. By you, in fact. You
were pretty hard on her while you were fucking her ass,
weren't you? Well I think that will just encourage
Stephanie to be even more enthusiastic and creative
when she whips you."
You try to plead and beg with your eyes. He just smiles
at you.
"Okay Steph, she's all yours."
And there she is, gazing down at you from between your
spread legs. She smiles at you with the most evil grin
you've ever seen and heft a cruel looking leather
riding crop into view. With no hesitation she slices it
down through the air and strikes directly onto your
clit.
And that's just the beginning.
So... are you glad you really went through with this?
END
Feedback and requests welcome.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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